QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

IT SUCKS!

Queena masuk ke dapur diantar oleh dua pengawal yang sejak tadi mengekori serta mengawasi gerak-gerik Queena.

It's like a prisoner!

Queena momentarily circulated her gaze to every corner of the kitchen in search of a hazy crack. Although she always tells Brachon that she will not escape from the mansion inu, but of course Queena is not really serious because Queena is not a stupid woman who will forever be a prisoner of Brachon. Queena must try to find the slightest gap, because at this time all that can help Queena is herself.

"Welcome to the kitchen, Miss Queen!" Sapa a middle-aged man wearing a chef-style shirt. It must be the head chef in this mansion!

"What ingredients are those?" Queena to the point asked as she leaned her chin towards the kitchen table.

"Srawberry cheesecake. Mr. Ley's favorite food, Miss," explained the chef who immediately made Queena frown and for a moment the woman wanted to laugh out loud now.

A ruthless Ley Brachon loves strawberry cheesecakes?

Queena then approached the kitchen table to check one by one the ingredients are neatly arranged by the chef.

"Have you ever made one, miss?" Ask the chef again who is now standing next to Queena.

"Yes! But it's been a long time" replied Queena crestily.

"Miss Queen, Mr. Ley called!" Report a bodyguard while thrusting his phone at Queena.

"Hello!" Sapa Queena with a lazy tone.

"Do you know what my favorite food is now?"

"Yes! Very incompatible with you who are cruel, sadistic, and have no feelings!" Answer Queena with a cynical tone.

"I'll be home tomorrow at lunch. So I want you to learn to make it an oni day, so you can make another tomorrow afternoon for me."

"I want your cheesecake, and you're the one who's got to serve it for me."

"Do I need to bribe you, too?" Queena asked cut in cynically.

"Wait for tomorrow!"

Tout that!

The phone disconnected without any further ado.

It's ordinary!

Queena returned the phone to the bodyguard, before the woman returned the dock to the ingredients of the cake on the table.

"Teach me how to make cheesecake pliers Brachon likes!" Queena's word to the chef who immediately nodded his ass. And in the next second, Queena was already struggling with the ingredients of the cake to learn how to make Brachon's favorite food.

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Days change.

Queena uses a cooking apron, then washes her hands first, before starting to make cheesecake for Brachon. Like yesterday, all the ingredients and equipment had already been prepared by the chef. It's just the difference, Queena will cook for herself today. In the kitchen alone.

Queena was a little wobbly to see if she was really alone or if someone was spying on her.

Oh, yep!

There were two Brachon bodyguards that were Queena's tail everywhere and of course now the two big men were also watching Queena.

Queena finally returned to focus on the ingredients of the cake in front of him and no longer dizzy in this large kitchen. The woman had already turned on the mixer and started to put in the ingredients of the cake. Queena did everything deftly and without a sound.

Until the second Queena finished putting the cake in the oven, a hand suddenly grabbed her from behind and made Queena bearded and her heart almost jumped from the cavity.

Damnit damnit!

Queena certainly has been very familiar with the aroma of this perfume.

Queena took a deep breath and tried to stroke her self that was about to explode.

"Have you been the cheesecake?" Brachon kissed Queena on the nape, then made a sign of possession there. Brachon's hand had also slipped down the apron worn by Queena, and cupped Queena's mound.

Queena squirmed slightly and pretended to ignore Brachon who was still hugging him from behind.

"The cake is matured and just entered the oven" Queena had not finished answering when Brachon suddenly turned his body, then quickly mel*mat Queena lips.

"You'll keep your promise from today, right? You're gonna be a submissive Queen." Brachon blurted on the sidelines of his lashings on Queena's lips.

"Then"

"Do you have to do it in the kitchen too?"

"How-" Queena's sentence was slightly choked because l*the lips of Brachon were getting rough.

"How about" Queena's words again had to be cut off when Brachon suddenly flipped over her body, then forced the woman to bend over to the table in the kitchen.

"What if your men see what you're doing now?" Queena asked who finally managed to finish the Sentence, just before the woman wriggled, because of Brachon's kisses on Queena's nape and back.

"They won't be that sassy!" Brachon had squeezed Queena from behind, and then his hand went down every curve of Queena's body.

"Unless they really want to stop working for Brachon Ley and spend the rest of their lives suffering," continued Brachon again who only made Queena snort.

"You're gonna rape me in the kitchen right now?" Queena finally began to have difficulty breathing because of her body which was now squeezed by Brachon's table and large body.

Basic inconsiderate!

"Why should I rape you, Queen?" Brachon flipped Queena back, then the man pushed Queena up the table and made her lie on her back on the cold kitchen table.

Brachon alone is crazy because suddenly even make this kitchen table as a makeshift bed. Though there were clearly dozens of beds and rooms in this mansion!

"Didn't you serve me wholeheartedly from today on, obedient Queen!" Brachon continued again which only made Queena grieve in the heart.

"You won't break your promise and rebel again, will you?" Brachon asked to make sure, gripping under Queena's chin.

"Don't you like it when I rebel?" Answer Queena with a cynical tone.

"Hhhh! You're still stubborn, Queen!" Brachon tightened his grip and the man now glared at Queena.

"Your grip is still less strong! Am I that weak?" Olok Queena who had looked back at Brachon with a look full of ridicule.

"Suckers! You're fucking me, huh?" Brachon, without a cue, suddenly threw his finger violently into Queena's property to make Queena squeal.

"Aarrrgggh!"

"Kepa-" Queena's voice choked in her throat, as Brachon began to move her finger inside Queena's, causing Queena to bite her lower lip and refrain from sigh*h.

"Why hold back so, Queen?" Brachon's other hand has moved to Queena's lips, then rubbed for a moment the lips are now reddened because it was bitten by Queena himself. Brachon then forced to open Queena's lips, before the man stuffed his finger which he had slashed inside Queena's property into the woman's mouth.

Queena was about to refuse, but of course was outmatched by Brachon who had managed to block the mulit Queena with his middle finger and index finger.

"How's it feel, Queen? Fun, right?" Brachon laughed in satisfaction as Queena quickly got up from the table, then ran to the sink to gargle.

But it seems like Brachon is still not satisfied with torturing Queena. The man came back to Queena, pulled the woman's hair and forced her to kneel.

Brachon had already unzipped his pants, then took his own out in front of Queena's mouth.

"C*m!" Brachon's orders are firm, while pulling Queena's hair.

Queena could only close her eyes, before the woman was forced to devour Brachon's property and begin to comment.

"Dorrr!"

Queena jumped, when Bagus suddenly surprised her, while closing both of Queena's eyes using his palms.

"Good Mas, iiih!" Whine Queena while rushing to get rid of Nice's hand.

"I'm cooking!" Said Queena again with a screeching tone.

"What cooking?" Tanya Bagus who had changed wrapped her arms around Queena's waist.

"Buncis bell."

"I help you, yeah!" Say Good while shrinking his head in the niche of Queena's neck.

"Help what first?" Queena had already turned around and was now facing in the direction of Nice. The woman looked at the husband full of investigation.

"Ba.s...." It was good to grab Queena's chin, then kiss her lips gently.

"Again!" Rengek Queena who had wrapped both of her arms around Bagus' neck.

Nice to smile, then back to kiss Queena's lips. This time there was an immediate reply from Queena, until finally the married couple fenced off for quite a long time.

Queena and Bagus are still dissolved in a passionate atmosphere, when suddenly the smell of food scorching.

"Tumis chickpeas!" Jerit Queena who hastily released his pagutan on Bagus. The woman immediately pecked at the stove fire when she found the stir-fried beans were dry and partly charred.

"Haha!" Bagis laughed out loud as Queena scowled loudly as she stomped her feet to the floor.

"Good Bag!" An annoyed Queena pummeled Bagus' shoulder which was still chuckling.

"Udah! We will eat out!" Say Good finally while embracing Queena.

"Ck!" Queena still clucked upset, when then Bagus again smacked his wife's lips to relieve Queena's annoyance.

Queena flinched and her daydreams instantly collapsed, as Brachon jolted his coarsely into Queena's mouth until it hit Queena's esophagus.

"Aarrrgggh!" Brachon groaned and Queena sensed Brachon's already strained inside her mouth, as if ready to spurt out its contents.

"Hold it!" Brachon presses Queena's head and forces the woman not to let go of her kul.

Goddamn bum!!

"Aarrrghhh!" Brachon ended up actually spitting that cursed liquid into Queena's mouth.

"Slow down!" Forced Brachon who finally inevitably forced to make Queena swallow him.

Queena really wants to throw up now.

"What a good one, Queen!" Prachon then praised as he rubbed a little liquid that melted out of the corner of Queena's lips.

Queena immediately stood up quickly, then headed to the sink to gargle.

"Brachon motherfucker!" Umpat Queena in heart.

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