Mars For The Corruption

The Part 50

"That's a reply to you, who's been despotic to your own wife." Jerked at the Kejora, about to walk towards his room.

"Where are you going!" Mars clutching Kejora's hand.

"Let go sir! I want to go into the room." Kejora tried to let go of his hand.

"Just kid, play in! You have to take responsibility!" The touch of Mars, pulled Kejora's hand and brought her inside his private room.

"Sir, what do you want?" Horrified, when he saw mister Mars undressing. A flash of perverted thoughts entered his brain, when he saw the stomach of the six pack owned by Mars.

"Massage me!" Mars Saying. Directly lay his body, on the bed with his stomach.

"Oh .... " The Kejora caresses his chest. "I guess what?" Kejora smiled with relief.

"What do you think?" Mars knitted his two eyebrows.

The crueler who did not want to lie, preferred to shake his head. And swiftly massaging the back of the master of Mars.

"Feel, was I angry? But why would I want to be told to massage his back?" Mumbles Kejora in the heart, while continuing to massage the back of the Mars lord.

Meanwhile, Mars is also monologuing in his heart. He never expected, a Kejora could get angry even to bite his hand.

"Stop!" Mars' orders.

Kejora stopped his massage, with a happy smile. Because mister Mars, just briefly told him to massage. And immediately, Kejora came down from the top of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Mars stared at the Kejora who was about to step on his feet.

"To my room." Answer Kejora.

"Who let you out?"

"Nothing, but didn't you say stop?"

"I said stop, doesn't mean let you out of the room!" Mars said with his flat expression.

"But ...."

"But sir." Kejora swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Those dirty thoughts, they went back into his brain. "Ish, Kejora. Your brain is so perverted. How could mister Mars, do something to you." Kejora patted his forehead.

Living without a lover for years, makes his brain like to imagine wildly.

"Kejora ....!" mars shouted, from inside the bathroom.

"Yes, sir." In a hurry, Kejora entered the bathroom. But his steps immediately stopped, when he saw the master of Mars who was already in the bathtub.

"Sir-sir, what are you doing?" Kejora averted his eyes, so as not to see something that would contaminate his perverted brain.

"You don't see? I'm soaking." Sahut Mars's. "Hurry here! Clean my back!"

"W-what?" Crying with an irregular heartbeat.

"I will not repeat my words, I count to three. One ... Ti ...."

Kejora swiftly approached the bathtub, with an eye gazing in the other direction.

"Sir, you can't count huh? After that number one, two is not three." Kejora Protest. Because I was annoyed by the way his master counted.

"So talk! I'm the second smartest person in Asia. And you're forbidden to protest!" Mars Sentak.

"Geez, sir. Just become the smartest person number two, has forgotten the number two. What else if later become the smartest person number one. Surely after one, you'll call ten." Kelakar Kejora's.

"Hush still! And start rubbing!" Mars' orders.

"But ...." The cruelty that still averted his eyes. Forced to look toward the lord Mars, so as not to step wrong. "How is it?" Kejora asked, as he looked at the mister Mars who was still sitting inside the bathtub. Fortunately, the water in the bathtub was filled with soap foam, so Kejora could not see the contents of the appearance inside.

"Come in!" Decree Mars.

"Within? Where's in?" A hint of dirty thoughts re-entered his mind.

"Of course get in the bathtub, and don't forget to take off your clothes!" Mars said without looking at the Kejora.

"What ....?" chuckle at the Kejora, with a surprised face.