Chapter 166: Shameless
Seeing Caroline like this sent a thrill through Zachary. He flashed back to that dank basement, the memories still vivid. He’d never forget the torture that woman had put him through—the physical pain, the mind games, all of it. Maybe that was where it started, this dark pleasure he found in watching women crumble before him, pleading for a scrap of his attention. Every time Zachary witnessed such a scene, it filled him with immense satisfaction and an unparalleled sense of pleasure.
“Fuck me, please! I feel so awful, like I’m going to explode! What could I do? Huh?” Caroline groaned. Her body couldn’t take it anymore. She’d torn her clothes open. She knelt on the bed, drenched in sweat, her hair a mess. She pleaded with Zachary desperately; one hand kneaded her chest while the other moved under her skirt.
“You want me to screw you? Fine. Rip off your clothes and do it yourself! Get naked, lie on the bed, and spread your legs,” Zachary sneered. “You’re nothing but a cheap slut, you hear me? I want you crying and calling me daddy, begging me for my… Otherwise, don’t even think about me touching you.”
Zachary crossed his arms, looking down at Caroline like she was a groveling bitch. At the same time, a wave of bloody memories surged from the depths of his mind. Maybe it was because Caroline reminded him of that old woman. He just couldn’t resist the urge to torment her. From the very first moment he saw her, something had triggered inside him. Otherwise, when Hannah gave the order, he would have just tossed this kind of task to one of his lackeys.
“No… please… don’t… I’m begging you… Please don’t do this!” Caroline sobbed. The thought of begging Zachary like that, degrading herself, was revolting. She couldn’t do it. Besides, she’d never even slept with a man before.
“Don’t want to?” Zachary scoffed, his voice dripping with contempt. “Looks like I haven’t pushed you hard enough. Not hurting enough yet, is it?” He shoved Caroline roughly onto the bed, his hand reaching for her pussy, already wet and wanting him. He squeezed her hard, then pulled away. He’d done it on purpose. By now, any touch from him, even the slightest, would be enough to send shivers down her spine. Even this brief contact was like a drug, addictive and overwhelming. Not to mention the pleasure of being touched and ravished down there… Just the thought of it sent a rush of heat through her, a craving so intense it was almost painful.
Sure enough, Caroline couldn’t stand it for one moment. She let her wrap skirt fall open and spread her legs, closing her eyes as she relived the sensations of Zachary’s touch. “Oh god…” she gasped, her breath hitching in her throat. “Yes…” A milky fluid seeped between her legs, and she cried out, her body trembling with need.
Zachary watched, his eyes narrowed with intensity. He continued his skillful assault, his fingers working their magic, but just as Caroline was on the verge of orgasm, he stopped abruptly.
“No, Zachary, don’t stop! I’ll do everything you say, everything you want, just make me cum, okay?” Caroline was frantic. She grabbed Zachary’s hand and pulled it down her body.
“You little slut, did you forget what I say? Get your own fucking clothes off and do it yourself. If you are good, I’ll reward you. If you’re not, well, you’ll be on your knees begging for it, and I might just walk away.”
Zachary knew the time had come and ordered as he stomped Caroline onto the bed. “Anything, Zachary,” Caroline gasped, her eyes filled with a desperate longing. “I’ll do whatever you say. Just please, fuck me…” She eagerly obeyed, tearing off her clothes with a wild abandon.
After that, Caroline used both hands, rubbing her pussy up and down. “Yes! Ah! Zachary, is this okay?” Such excitement, even with her own hands, brought the deepest longings of Caroline’s heart to an instant peak, and she kept shouting and screaming.
“You fucking slut, you’re shameless, you know that?” Zachary sneered. “Be a good girl and beg your daddy to fuck you.” He finally got unprecedented satisfaction psychologically, lifted his foot on the bed, leaned in, and slapped her hard.