"No...let me go~" Rose struggled hard, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Little did she know, her struggle only fueled Ryan’s interest. His cock hardened instantly, pressing against the mayor’s wife’s buttocks.
The heat of his erection seeped through her skirt, the thin fabric doing little to block the intensity of his arousal.
Rose couldn’t help but recall the memory of Ryan’s thick, majestic cock moving inside her. Even the shape of his penis pressing against her buttocks began to form vividly in her mind, making her tremble with shame and desire.
Ryan didn’t force her too much, instead choosing to tease her body slowly. He wanted to avoid overwhelming her, fearing she might resort to thoughts of suicide again.
After all, he had plenty of time to conquer this chaste beauty, and doing so gradually would make it all the more satisfying.
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Ryan’s hand came down hard on Rose’s buttocks. She yelped and jumped out of his arms, instinctively covering her stinging rear. The slap wasn’t playful—it hurt, and Rose felt a mix of shame and discomfort.
Yet, as she looked at Ryan with panicked eyes, there was a flicker of something else—pleasure, perhaps even a hint of lust. It was a subtle sign of masochism, and Ryan couldn’t help but feel proud.
He knew he could exploit this weakness to mold her into his obedient little plaything.
"Wow, it feels so good, so soft and round, even better than those of young girls. I really can’t understand what your cuckold husband is thinking, to give up such a perfect woman," Ryan said, shaking his head with mock regret.
Rose pursed her lips, saying nothing, but a wave of sadness and resentment washed over her. If her husband hadn’t abandoned her, she wouldn’t be in this situation.
Covering her stinging buttocks, which were surely red from the spanking, Rose felt her heart race. The pain was accompanied by an unexpected wave of pleasure.
She couldn’t help but squeeze her legs together, her pussy feeling inexplicably empty.
Ryan took a few steps closer, pushing Rose into a corner. He admired her perfect, curvaceous body, her mature allure, and her noble demeanor.
This wasn’t something that could be easily cultivated—it was the result of a dignified upbringing, a scholarly family, and a life of privilege.
"You, you have so many women who aren’t enough for you? Why do you have to do this to me..." Rose said helplessly.
"How can those vulgar women compare to you, Madam Rose? You’re so dignified, elegant, and refined," Ryan said, greedily inhaling her scent, his eyes fixed on her firm breasts, barely concealed by her shirt.
Rose listened to Ryan’s blatant praise. Though she appeared disgusted on the surface, a small part of her felt a secret thrill. "This man is so obsessed with me... why doesn’t my husband notice me like this?"
It had been nearly a year since Rose had been intimate with her husband. His sexual ability had always been mediocre, and his busy social life had only made it worse. Since Ryan had awakened her body, she felt a vitality she hadn’t experienced in years, as if she were 18 again. Her entire being had become more vibrant.
Lost in her thoughts, Rose didn’t notice Ryan’s hands creeping up her waist. "No, I can’t do this..." she panicked, pushing against his chest.
"Think about your husband. He hasn’t come to see you in so long. I’m sure he’s already given up on you. With his status, he’s probably living happily somewhere safe," Ryan pressed, his words cutting deep.
"No, it’s not like that..." Rose shook her head, though deep down, she knew there was truth to his words. As the daughter of a scholarly family, raised with strict morals, she couldn’t bring herself to betray her principles.
"But look at me, Madam Rose. My cock is already swollen, and it hurts. If I don’t release it, I might not be able to control myself..." Ryan pressed his body against hers.
The heat of his cock against her buttocks made Rose’s heart race. She was terrified, panicked, and unable to defend herself.
"Sister Rose, you have such a great figure. Any man would desire you. Why restrain yourself like this? No one will know. Don’t you remember the pleasure you felt last time?" Ryan’s words were like a devil’s temptation, chipping away at her resolve.
"No... don’t say anymore. I can’t do that. Don’t..." Rose shook her head, tears streaming down her face, her expression pale with fear.
"Okay, okay. If you don’t want to use your body to help me, that’s fine..." Ryan took a step back, surprising Rose.
"Ah?" Rose thought she had misheard. Was he really letting her go?
"But!" Ryan’s tone shifted.
"Madam Rose, you see how hard I am. If I don’t release it, I might not be able to control what I do next," he said, gesturing to his bulging pants.
Rose glanced at Ryan’s lower body. Even through his pants, the size of his erection was intimidating.
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"Well, then what do you suggest..." Rose hesitated, willing to agree to anything as long as it didn’t involve full intercourse.
"As long as Madam Rose agrees to help me cum with her mouth, I’ll let you go," Ryan said casually.
"You... I don’t want to~" Rose immediately shook her head, refusing.
"Then use your pussy to help me. Don’t be shameless," Ryan said coldly.
"No... you can’t do this~" Rose’s voice trembled with fear.
"It seems you’ve chosen to be raped again?"
"Okay, I promise... I promise you," Rose said in despair.
"Good. Let’s get started," Ryan said with a smile, lying back on the bed.
Rose looked at Ryan’s erect cock with dread. Even through his pants, she could feel its size. Now, she had to use her mouth to satisfy him until he ejaculated. She had never done such a thing with her husband, believing it to be degrading and something only prostitutes would do.
"What are you waiting for?" Ryan said impatiently.
Tears streamed down Rose’s face as she reluctantly climbed onto the bed, crawling between Ryan’s legs. With trembling hands, she began to undo his pants.
As she worked, Ryan’s pants came off, and his cock sprang free, pointing arrogantly at her face. The rosy, swollen head was less than ten centimeters away from her lips.
The smell of his cock, pungent and fishy, hit Rose’s nose, making her gag. She was utterly disgusted, her face contorting with aversion.
The closer she got, the stronger the smell became, overwhelming her senses. The stench of semen filled her nostrils, making her want to vomit.
Humiliated, Rose gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, hoping to block out the sensations. Slowly, she moved closer to Ryan’s cock, inch by inch.
Her lips finally touched the head of his cock. The smell was overpowering, and Ryan, stimulated by her proximity, let a small trickle of precum seep from his tip.
The taste and smell were unbearable, but Rose had no choice. She had to go through with this.