"No... no! Yingying, you should just go to sleep early!" Fan Shengmei choked out, desperately covering her throat and trying her absolute best to project a calm, steady tone.
Her tight red pencil skirt had been pushed all the way up to her waist, completely exposing her plump, snow-white buttocks to the cold air.
"You are even wearing a thong for me. How incredibly slutty," Adrian whispered, his dark eyes fixed on the thin strip of fabric buried deep within the cleft of her ass as he teased her ear with a cynical smile.
"Mr. Li, please... I am not the kind of woman who does things casually!" Fan Shengmei whispered frantically, feeling the man's long fingers hook around the strap of her thong.
"It is perfectly fine. I tend to be quite savage when I am in a foul mood," Adrian replied smoothly. He hooked the thin fabric with his index finger and gave it a sharp, deliberate tug. 'Seriously,' he mused internally, 'doesn't wearing this ridiculous dental floss painfully chafe a woman's anatomy?'
"No... please don't pull it..." Fan Shengmei protested in a desperate, hushed voice, feeling the thong sink completely into her heavy flesh.
"Don't pull what?" Adrian chuckled darkly, ruthlessly increasing the tension in his grip. The thong was stretched so violently it became like a taut bowstring, the tiny triangle of fabric in the front pulling agonizingly tight against her sensitive mound.
"Mr. Li, please, can we do this another day? I am begging you!" Fan Shengmei clamped a hand over her own mouth to muffle a gasp, twisting her neck to plead with him. She was, after all, the respected older sister to her two naive roommates, and preserving her dignified facade was paramount.
"Answer my question: why are you dressed like such a provocative little whore?" Adrian remained completely unmoved by her pathetic begging, mercilessly sawing the taut strip of fabric back and forth between her cheeks as he interrogated her. The brutal friction against her clitoris and ass induced a sharp, stinging pain that was confusingly laced with a deep, humiliating surge of sexual pleasure.
"I did it to seduce you, Mr. Li! I am just a shameless woman who wanted to seduce you!" Fan Shengmei whimpered. Her corporate survival instincts told her that reasoning with a dominant predator in this state was completely futile; the only viable strategy was to absolutely humble herself and submit. 'He must have had far too much to drink at dinner. I have to placate his ego and then somehow get him to leave,' she calculated frantically, whispering her degraded confession into his ear.
"Such a shameless confession. A bad girl like you deserves to be punished," Adrian smiled coldly. He raised his large, heavy hand and delivered a vicious, echoing slap directly onto her bare, snow-white ass cheek.
Smack!
"Ah!" Fan Shengmei yelped, the sudden, agonizing impact completely shattering her composure. Five bright, livid red finger marks immediately swelled on the pale expanse of her heavy flesh—a brutal testament to his sheer, unrestrained strength.
"Sister Fan? What's wrong?!" Yingying called out from the living room, instantly alarmed by the sharp cry.
"It is nothing to worry about," Adrian called back smoothly, his tone the picture of calm reassurance while his hand began to roughly knead the stinging flesh he had just struck. "I just spotted a massive cockroach and crushed it. Xiaomei was simply a bit startled."
"Ah! Cockroaches?! Sister Fan, have you been secretly hoarding food in your room again?" Yingying demanded. Her mouth immediately began to water; because her pathetic corporate salary barely covered her basic expenses, she hadn't been able to afford luxury snacks in weeks.
"Yingying, why aren't you going to sleep already?!" Fan Shengmei choked out, grinding her teeth in absolute, helpless fury. That idiotic girl was unintentionally making her torture exponentially worse!
"No rush! I don't have to go into the office tomorrow morning anyway. I'm just going to watch some TV," Yingying replied cheerfully, turning on the cheap flat-screen in the living room.
"Does it hurt?" Adrian whispered softly against the back of her neck, his long fingers gently tracing the raised, burning welts he had just left on her ass.
Despite the agonizing, fiery sting radiating across her flesh, Fan Shengmei could only grit her teeth and force a pathetic, breathless chuckle. "I-It doesn't hurt, Mr. Li... please, you..."
She had been about to desperately persuade him to leave, but before the words could leave her lips, a sudden, blinding flash of agony erupted across her right cheek.
Smack!
"Ah!" Fan Shengmei whimpered, biting down hard on her own wrist to suppress a scream. She didn't even need a mirror to know that a matching set of five livid, red welts now decorated her right cheek, perfectly symmetrical with the left.
"Did you find another cockroach?!" Yingying shouted over the blare of the television.
"Yes! Yes, there are so many cockroaches!" Fan Shengmei sobbed quietly, feeling as though her ass were literally on fire, yet utterly forced to grit her teeth and endure the humiliating punishment.
'Does this wealthy aristocratic bastard have some kind of twisted, sadistic fetish?' she panicked internally. If he merely wanted to grope her breasts and ass, she could accept that as a standard, predatory male reaction. But why the hell was he brutally spanking her like a disobedient child?!
"Sister Fan, just how much junk food are you hiding in there?! Why are there so many bugs?" Yingying shivered, goosebumps rising on her arms. She couldn't believe that the glamorous, immaculate Sister Fan actually lived in a filthy pigsty capable of housing a cockroach infestation. 'I hope they don't migrate into the kitchen and ruin my fruit,' the idiot worried.
"Your Sister Fan has hidden an incredible amount of delicious treats in here. Right now, I'm looking at two massive, plush custard buns," Adrian called out.
With a ruthless, tearing motion, he grabbed the neckline of Fan Shengmei's red dress and violently yanked it down to her waist, stripping her top half completely bare. His large hands immediately clamped down, brutally grabbing both of her heavy, bouncing breasts.
"Custard buns?! Sister Fan, could you please share one with me? I am actually starving!" Yingying perked up instantly, her gluttonous instincts kicking in as she hopped off the sofa.
"I am so sorry, but your Sister Fan only had two perfectly round ones, and I am currently eating them both!" Adrian replied seamlessly, his long fingers sinking deep into the soft, pale flesh of Fan Shengmei's heavy tits, kneading them like dough.
Fan Shengmei's breasts were a solid, natural D-cup—a size that would have been considered utterly pathetic and microscopic in the apocalyptic Highschool of the Dead reality. 'Even Saeko's breasts naturally swelled to a colossal F-cup during her pregnancy,' Adrian reminded himself cynically.
But this was the modern, mundane world. Anime physics didn't apply here, and a natural D-cup was considered top-tier luxury in reality. After all, this dimension was strictly governed by gravity and Newton's laws. If a woman actually possessed Shizuka's grotesque, impossible N-cup breasts in reality, the sheer gravitational pull would drag them down to her navel. Instead of looking arousing, the anatomical horror would probably make most normal men vomit.
"Hey! Mr. Li, you could have at least saved one for me!" Yingying whined from the living room, genuinely offended. For a billionaire to greedily devour two whole custard buns by himself without sharing was just incredibly stingy!
Fan Shengmei squeezed her eyes shut and clamped both hands over her mouth, absolutely terrified of making a single sound. Her dress was pooled around her waist, she was wearing nothing but a thong buried in her ass, her cheeks were burning with livid, stinging handprints, and her bare breasts were currently being violently fondled by her billionaire landlord. If Yingying actually opened the glass door and witnessed this degrading scene, she would rather die on the spot than face the humiliation.
"I promise to treat you to a massive feast another day, Yingying! But tonight, these two custard buns belong exclusively to me," Adrian announced. Holding the heavy weight of her right breast firmly in his palm, he leaned down and ruthlessly captured her swollen nipple between his lips, sucking hard.
"Mmph...!"
A violent, agonizing jolt of pure sexual electricity shot through Fan Shengmei's body the moment his mouth claimed her. She shuddered uncontrollably against the bed. She had never expected this aristocratic bastard to possess such terrifying, mind-melting oral technique!
Of course, she couldn't possibly know that in the apocalyptic world, Adrian had perfected his sexual mastery on a harem of broken women. With his superhuman control, he could effortlessly force a woman into a screaming orgasm with a single, calculated pull of his mouth.
"These custard buns do not seem to have any cream filling inside! Xiaomei, did a dishonest merchant rip you off?" Adrian chuckled darkly against her skin after viciously suckling her nipples into tight, aching peaks.
"That's exactly right, Sister Fan! Let me tell you, you simply cannot afford to be greedy and buy cheap food off the street! When it comes to dairy products, you absolutely must buy from reputable corporate manufacturers!" Yingying lectured righteously from the living room, remaining blissfully, idiotically oblivious to the absolute defilement occurring just a few feet away.
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