In the Patriarch's chambers, Lady Xu was spending the night alone because Xiao Jianhong had told her that he'd be cultivating in seclusion for the next few days. He had been doing that a lot since she arrived, but she didn't blame him. Everyone knew he was only a step away from the Heavenly realm, most of whom had high expectations for him, especially his father.
Ribbons wrapped around Lady Xu's arms and legs as she laid back on her silk sheeted bed, tightening till she felt she couldn't move. Every woman had their needs, Lady Xu's just happened to be a bit more extreme.
"Mhm~" Lady Xu moaned as she bit her lip.
She wanted to feel helpless, she wanted to feel pain, she wanted to be restrained, toyed with, and used over and over again for someone else's greedy enjoyment. In these moments, she couldn't help but feel like a pathetic whore who's wet little holes were the only useful things about her. How rare it was for her to not feel in control. How much she craved it.
How rare.
