QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

MEEK

Queena did not stop staring out the car window. There was a vast sea that stretched out and appeared from a distance. But it looks like Queena won't go to the beach.

The car continued to drive, until they finally entered the port area. The speed of the car began to slow down and just as the car stopped, Queena was immediately flabbergasted by the object that was now spread and towering before her.

In the past, Queena could only see this object from a mobile phone screen or television screen. But now....

"Welcome!" Brachon said as he reached out his hand towards Queena who had just got off the car. Brachon's appearance was even other than usual.

The man wasn't wearing his favorite black shirt. Instead of wearing a white shirt with white pants is also limited to the knee. Only his glasses were black and now covered the man's face.

"You're gonna take me on a cruise?" Queena asked, laughing.

"This is not a yacht!" Brachon said correcting with a little taper.

"Oh, huh? Then what's his name? A speedboat? It doesn't seem like it" Queena tried to guess.

"Ship yacht!" Brachon finally answered. Queena just nodded, then Brachon immediately guided Queena to enter the luxury white ship.

"I didn't see any other passengers" Queena commented as the woman spread her gaze around the ship.

"There is none!"

"This ship has been rented exclusively and there will be no other passengers besides the two of us" replied Brachon pongah who immediately made Queena slightly agape.

"What's your reason for doing all this? You want to prove something?" Ask Queena again fishing.

"Absolutely not!" Brachon had already released his hand on Queena, then the man went upstairs where there was a mini golf course next to the pool as well.

Brachon grabs a golf stick, then uses it to hit the ready-made ball in place.

Puk!

Only one shot and the ball has jumped high.

"Great!" Puji Queena clapped her hands.

"You want to teach me?" Queena asked the next one who was standing in front of Brachon, then held the golf club still held by Brachon.

"How is it?" Queena asked again excitedly. But Brachon was indifferent and the man took off his golf club just like that, then left Queena who only gaped.

"Marrel!" Queena grumbled as she swung the golf club in her hand and took a swing to hit the ball.

"One...."

"Two...." Queena counted and gave the cue to herself.

"Thi-"

"You'll break that stick if you hit it like that!" Ketus Brachon while holding Queena's hand which almost hit the ball.

"This stick looks strong! It's impossible to break!" Sergeh Queena felt very suspicious.

"Ck! You're so stubborn!" Omel Brachon finally got back to standing behind Queena. The man then taught Queena the correct way to hit the ball.

"One more time"

"I'm tired!" Reject Queena while escaping from Brachon's confinement. The woman then walked towards her cabin, leaving Brachon who was still continuing to play golf.

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"Wow!" Queena was amazed as she saw dolphins swimming in the distance. The woman smiled to herself as she tightened her grip on the guardrail of the ship, when no pair of hands had been holding her from behind.

Queena was bearded, and acted as if she was shocked. Even though Queena also knew what was now hugging her from behind.

"Do you like this ship?" Tanya Bagus while shrinking her head in the niche of Queena's neck.

"If so why? You want to buy it for me?" Queena is a little bit of a joke.

"In your dreams!" Brachon replied, suddenly turning over Queena's body, and then kissed the woman's neck and chest.

"I haven't had dinner yet, Brach!" Queena protests as Brachon begins his perverted movement.

"Then why? I'll give you an appetizer before you enjoy your dinner!" Brachon turned Queena back around and forced her to bend over. Brachon's hand quickly slipped down Queena's dress.

"You wouldn't do it out in the open, would you?"

"Why do I want to try it?" Brachon pressed Queen's head against the ship's guardrail. The man's finger had already slipped into Queena's property and succeeded in making Queen moan.

"It must feel different, if we do it on the deck of a ship that is sailing on the high seas.

"You're crazy!" Queena jerked Brachon's hand with all her might, before the woman attempted to escape.

"Where are you going, Queen!" Brachon chased after Queena quickly, then pulled the woman's hair.

"Aaaakkhhh!"

Brachon has been clutching both shoulders Queena.

"Why not just do it in the room? I will gladly serve you!" Queena is negotiating.

"We've done it in our rooms and in our beds!" The sizzling of Brachon that had tightened his grip on Queena's shoulder.

"Aboutwww!" Queena grimaced and returned Brachon's sharp gaze.

"You hurt me, Brach!" The great-grandson of Queena whose gaze changed begged.

"You want to bow down and beg me to stop hurting you?" Brachon asked which instantly made Queena speechless.

Kneel down, beg, and then do one thing that Brachon likes.

"I'll break your shoulder, Queen!" Sizzle Brachon sharp.

"Just do it!" Answer Queena boldly.

"You're challenging me?" Brachon glared at Queena, who also glared back at Brachon.

"I just told you to do something really easy!" Brachon finally released his grip from Queena's shoulders. Queena's shoulder immediately looks bluish because of Brachon's action.

"Look at what you're doing!" Brachon pointed towards Queena's shoulder.

"I would have done it if you asked sweetly and meekly" Queena said.

"What did you say?" Brachon's instead gripping Queena's chin now.

"You are sweet and meek to me." Repeat Queena again.

"I would never do that. Who are you?" Answer Brachon ketus.

"I who? I am your prisoner who has now become your lover!" Queena replied bluntly which immediately made Brachon grieve.

"No need to be a hypocrite, Brach! You've even been following all my will lately and doing all the things I want"

"You're too confident!" Decih Brachon refutes Queena's sentence.

"really?" Queena chuckled, then the woman passed by and left Brachon who was just silent.

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"Look!" Queena paused, as her bruised shoulder was kissed by Brachon. The pair are now both naked, and Brachon is still on top of Queena while moving rhythmically. No rude Brachon's actions tonight.

Tumbens!

"Next time don't ever argue with me or upset me, so I don't hurt you like this either!" Omel Brachon on Queena who immediately snorted.

Queena wants to turn her face away, when Brachon has prevented it quickly, then the man is****** Queena's chat.

"You're so sweet, if you do it so gently," Queena said after the woman removed Brachon's pagutan.

"I prefer the usual. Because it's more challenging and fun!" Brachon says.

"really? Something like this isn't fun?" Queena made a small jolt inside her that immediately made Brachon gasp.

"What did you do just now?" Ask Brachon full of questions.

"Do what?" Queena asked back and pretended not to understand.

"Do it again!" Brachon's orders are firm.

"There's a condition!" Answer Queena quickly.

"What conditions? You want to meet Good and Barley?" Brachon was grieving and Queena was clucking along.

"Can we stop talking about Good and Barley? How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not going to see them both!" Tukas Queena was at length a little careless on Brachon.

"It's still unproven because we haven't returned to the apartment yet!" brachon said cynically which immediately made Queena snort.

"At the end of the day, the last time you saw them, you spent almost three hours inside a nice house!"

"So it's impossible if you just left a letter for Barley back then!" Brachon jolts into Queena's property violently, causing Queena to gasp a little.

"What were you doing for those three hours? Being jal*ng is also for Good?" Brachon jerked once more and Queena started panting.

"I'm just playing with Barley!" Queena reasoned.

"Barley isn't afraid of you anymore?" Brachon glared sharply at Queena.

"I brought Barley milk and toys. Then Good also persuaded Barley a little," said Queena told the chronology of his meeting with Barley.

"It's good to believe you're Queena-"

"No!" Queena's rebutting fast.

"It's good to still feel doubtful and even he won't hug me!"

"He was just pretending to believe. Maybe because of my pity," continued Queena again with a wry expression.

"Poor queen!" Brachon rubbed Queena's face, then tidied the woman's hair that was strewn across her face.

"Indeed you should have come home to me and not to that poor good again!"

"You are my Queen!"

"And you're mine forever!" Brachon claims before the man voids Queena's lips while thrusting hers deeper into Queena's.

"Mppphhh!" Queena immediately stung with Brachon game that has turned rough.

Some more!

Just now Queena was praising this man!

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