QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)
PLEDGES
Queena lagi-lagi harus dibuat tertegun, saat turun dari mobil yang tadi ia naiki setelah turun darj pesawat. Kali ini Queena di hadapkan pada deburan ombak menabrak dermaga.
Yes, Brachon apparently just took Queena to a dock, where there are several speedboats leaning there. Where exactly will Brachon take Queena?
"Mmcphh! Mmphh!"
Queena reflexively turned her head, as some of Brachon's men carried a woman whose face was covered by a black cloth.
Who's the lady?
Brachon's prisoner too?
Queena's question has not found an answer, when the woman was driven up to a speedboat by Brachon's men. Queena could not do anything and could only look compassionately at the woman who did not know who it was.
"Let's go!" The embrace of Brachon, made Queena suddenly jumped.
"Where are you really taking me? Why are we going so far?" Cecar Queena demands an answer from Brachon.
"Happy!" Brachon replied, whispering in Queena's ear. The man also kissed Queena on the nape, then bit off Queena's ear lobe until she squirmed.
After being content to play around with Queena's neck, nape, and ears, Brachon continued to invite Queena to climb aboard one of the speedboats leaning on the dock. Queena went back to look for the woman that Brachon's men had brought. Apparently they took a different speedboat with Queena, and now the speedboat had already driven first leaving the dock.
"Is that woman your prisoner too?" Queena asked at last out of curiosity. Although it is unlikely that Brachon will also answer and explain to Queena.
"You think?" Brachon asked Queena.
"I don't know!" Queena sniffed her shoulders, then the woman sat down in front of Brachon and was still waiting for an answer from Brachon.
"So?"
Brachon stared intently at Queena's face, then the man stretched his hands left and right, and his back leaned against the speedboat wall.
"So what? My only prisoner is you, Queen!" Brachon said firmly and Queena ended up just snorting. But Queena's mind was still on the foreign woman.
I don't know!
The speedboat continued to split the black sea because it was already night. Nothing is visible in front of the eyes, except flickering lights in the distance. It looks like it is the island that Queena and Brachon will be aiming for.
Brachon got up from his seat, then the man approached Queena who had been sitting quietly since. Brachon then sat down beside Queena and his hand was already embracing Queena's shoulder now.
"You look tense" whispered Brachon who instantly made Queena squirm.
"I was just wondering where you were going to take me" Queena refuted Brachon's words.
Brachon smiled knot.
"We're going to honeymoon" Brachon whispered again, and this time the man's hand had already infiltrated Queena's groin.
Queena could feel, Brachon's hand that began to move and rub his still covered by underwear.
"Dry!" Brachon forced to turn Queena's head, and the man immediately cursed Queena's lips. While Brachon's hands still continue to guerrilla down there. Putting one finger into Queena's property immediately makes Queena jump.
"Are you crazy?" Queena who immediately released Brachon's pagutan. But the man instead chuckles and continues to meng*mat Queena lips again.
Queena tries to rebel, because of Brachon's crazy behavior. But as usual, Queena was always outdone by this man in front of her.
"Why indeed? You want to break your promise again?" Brachon asked, staring unhappily at Queena.
"It's not like that!"
"There's your men-"
"Just ignore!" Sela Brachon, who had risen to her feet, pulled Queena's hand and led her to the back of the speedboat.
Brachon again pushed Queena's body until slightly slammed on the seat. Brachon stood in front of Queena and the man unzipped his pants.
"Do we have to do it on a speedboat like this?" Queena raised her head and stared intently at Brachon, although the man's face only looked faint.
"Just do it!" Brachon gripped Queena's chin and stared firmly at the woman.
Queena finally only took a breath of air, and the woman closed her eyes, before devouring Brachon's belongings that had poked out of her pants.
"Do it right, Queen!" Brachon collected Queena's hair in his grasp, then the man pulled and pushed Queena's head while occasionally moaning.
"Aarrrgggh!"
"Yes, like that!" Brachon sets up and pulls Queena's head off faster, without caring about Queena getting overwhelmed.
"Faster!"
"Faster!"
Queena can feel the craving Brachon in her hair that feels stronger. Brachon, who repeatedly touched her throat, also began to make it difficult for Queena to breathe and wants to vomit now.
"Good job!" Brachon held Queena's head from moving again, and the man stared intently at Queena's face, which was now red. Brachon's still stuffing Queena's mouth right now.
"Now get up and turn around!" Brachon pulled hers from within Queena's mouth, then the man quickly reversed Queena's position. Brachon's hand flicked the dress worn by Queena, then without warning the man had already thrown his property into Queena's.
"Aaaarr!" Queena groaned and her hands brushed*s the seat back firmly. Queena's body began to shake, as Brachon began to move to hit Queena's property many times. Queena stared blankly at the black-looking ocean at the back of the speedboat. Queena did not know why she wanted to do all this just because of the lure of Brachon who would release her. Brachon could very well break his promise as he had. And Queena still believes it now.
You idiot!
Queena was still drowning in her daydream, when Brachon suddenly had already uprooted hers and the man flipped over her body quickly. Brachon instead stuffed his own into Queena's mouth which instantly widened.
Queena could still smell her own distinctive scent from Brachon's which now stuffed her mouth.
"Aarrrgggh!" Brachon let out a long groan along with his already spouting liquid that now filled Queena's mouth. Brachon cupped Queena's face with one hand, and forced the woman to swallow it. Seen an expression of wanting to vomit from Queena's face, but of course Brachon did not care. All the man wanted was Queena who had to swallow her liquid until there was nothing left.
"Wisdom, right?" Brachon smiled in satisfaction, and the man had already tidied back his pants. While Queena can only grumble in the heart and the woman wants to get off the speedboat immediately, so that she can also quickly drain the contents of her stomach, then drink water to recover as much as possible.
What Brachon did was absolutely disgusting!
Flickering lights from an island that was only visible from a distance, slowly began to look closer. Queena's guess is that Brachon must have brought Queena to the island.
It didn't take long, and the speedboat ended up completely leaning on the dock that was on the island. Queena immediately stood up, and followed in Brachon's footsteps who had first descended from the speedboat.
The dock apparently directly connected to a resort.
"We're going to honeymoon here!" Brachon whispers to Queena who is just flat expression. But the woman was still seen circulating her gaze around where she was standing, as if looking for a gap to escape.
"Mr Ley, your room is ready" reports one Brachon.
Brachon did not say a word and the man immediately pulled the hand of Queena who had been busy circulating her gaze around the resort.
"So looking for an opening to escape, huh?" Brachon's sizzle that instantly made Queena squeak.
"Yes! If you renege this time," replied Queena bluntly.
Brachon instantly erected Queena's body and locked the woman against the wall.
"I told you I wouldn't break my promise this time! If need be I'll drive you straight to your shabby house, after we get back from here!" Brachon said as he stared intently at Queena.
Queena returned Brachon's sharp gaze.
"I'll take your word, just in case you forget!"
"Do your duty first, and I won't forget my promise!" Brachon silenced before the man pulled Queena's hand back, then took the woman down a long hallway inside the resort. Brachon then led Queena into a room at the end of the hallway, closed the door and locked it.
Time to have fun!
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