The childlike girl kneeling on the ground had a face flushed as red as a ripe apple.
She lifted her small face with difficulty, her lips trembling as she cursed, "Des...picable."
Tang Wen smiled.
"You're completely under my control, yet you're not scared at all! You still dare to curse me?
Is it because I'm so handsome that you think I'm both good-looking and kind?
That I won't do anything to you?"
As he spoke, he saw the Childlike Lolita's expression change, and her body began to tremble.
'Sure enough, this feels as wrong as bullying a grade-schooler.'
But still!
You know what?
It's strangely thrilling.
Tang Wen watched her with a beaming smile, his eyes sizing her up from head to toe.
Like a butcher eyeing a hog.
Or like a wealthy patron's gaze just before he claims a courtesan for the first time.
The woman seemed unable to bear it any longer. Her body swayed, and she collapsed from her knees onto all fours, her head low and her rear held high.
