The Abyss

“Were you bullied by the girls?” Lu Tuo’s voice suddenly appeared ahead. Dong Qin was startled and stopped in her tracks. He was leaning against the storage room wall, dressed in his sportswear, smiling at her. Dong Qin said softly, “I’m here to get the mats. What are you doing here?” Lu Tuo pointed to the empty storage room, “I came to get something too, but it seems the attendant isn’t here, so I’m waiting.” Dong Qin peeked inside; indeed, no one was there. She smirked, “You’re hiding from the girls, aren’t you? It must be tough for them, chasing after you.” Lu Tuo raised an eyebrow, “It’s rare to hear something like jealousy from you.” He walked over slowly, lifting her chin with his hand, whispering softly, “I shouldn’t have made you sad for so long, Dong Qin. How can I make it up to you?” Dong Qin smiled, “Do you think I’m jealous? Well, let’s say I am. How are you going to compensate for my wounded heart?” Lu Tuo’s smile faded slightly, “Your tongue is always so sharp. But never mind!” He suddenly grabbed her hair and yanked it down. Dong Qin’s head was forced back, and Lu Tuo stared into her cat-like eyes, after a moment, he said, “Close your eyes. I don’t like them.” Dong Qin murmured, “No, I refuse.” Lu Tuo gave her a sinister look, his hand gripping her hair moved to the back of her neck, and with his other hand, he covered her eyes. His lips, filled with rage, pressed down on hers in a fierce kiss. Dong Qin felt suffocated; his hand on her neck allowed her no movement, forcing her to open her mouth for air, and his tongue invaded immediately. This was far from gentle or teasing; it was an outlet for his frustration, unlike the night of the storm. Every part of her mouth hurt; his tongue was relentless, twisting and probing deep into her throat. For the first time during a kiss, Dong Qin felt like she might vomit. She struggled uncomfortably, and Lu Tuo quickly encircled her body, dragging her into the storage room. His usual refined facade was gone, revealing a beast more savage than any animal, his actions beyond what any normal man would do. He pulled her hair, his teeth biting into her lips, like a beast about to tear its prey apart. Dong Qin couldn’t resist, trembling with pain as he forced her onto the mats. There was a salty taste between their entangled lips and teeth. She must have bled; his actions were unusually brutal. She had thought, given his princely appearance, he would only tease her lightly. Lu Tuo’s hand slipped under her skirt, directly touching her underwear, his thumb expertly pressing on her sensitive spot. Dong Qin’s body jolted, twisting in discomfort. He suddenly released her lips, moving to nibble on her neck and shoulders, his finger flicking her underwear aside, his thumb caressing her most intimate secret. Dong Qin instinctively cried out, her legs parting, her hands clutching his sleeves tightly. The world was spinning. How long could this pleasure last? She didn’t know; it was just the beginning, and she could only beg for more, for the pleasure to continue. “You slut!” Lu Tuo coldly remarked, his middle finger suddenly penetrating her. She was hot, tight, immediately enveloping his finger. He almost immediately felt the wetness on his finger. “A natural slut!” He intensified his movements, “Is this enough? Do you want me to be gentler?” He whispered into her ear, watching her expression, a mix of pain and ecstasy, asking coldly.