[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 175 The Darkest Night [English]

This time it was much sadder than the peak period last month.Not surprising, I haven’t had sex with a man for over a month.

If I look at it coldly, I already know the whole routine very well.It started with more medication, then masturbation, but these quickly wore off.In less than a day, Letty will have to take away all those utensils – otherwise, I will go crazy enough to hurt myself.Then came the stage when I couldn’t control my voice every day. I locked myself in the room with the doors and windows closed. At first I cried non-stop, and then I started mutilating myself. If Letty could control it, it would be fine. If she couldn’t, she would have to tie me to the bed.At this point, no one could escape. Letty and Godiva had to come over and guard me, watching me sleeplessly in pain on the bed.When the intensity finally passed and the pain in my body subsided, I had to stay dazed for another day or two before it was over.

I did pretty well last month and cried a little harder, but I wasn’t tied up.This month, my luck was not so good. The counterattack was very powerful, and I once again enjoyed the treatment of being tied up.Letty used the finest silk and satin, trying not to hurt me as much as possible. It was actually useless. At this moment, I wished that thousands of sharp knives could be pierced into my body.My insides are twisted and sore, the cold evil in my body is corroding my bones, but my body seems to be burning. I can’t stand it, I can’t stand it, it hurts, it hurts.

I was in extreme torment, but it didn’t look that intense on the outside. My struggle was weak and weak. My tears were fierce, but my cries were thin. It seemed much gentler than before.Godiva stood aside and watched, her face turned pale.

“She’s dying.” She whispered to Letty, as if she was muttering to herself in despair: “My body is almost exhausted and I can’t survive this winter.”

Letty trembled.She has seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but she has never felt such panic.She looked straight at me. The doors and windows in the room were closed, and there was no light or fire. My blond hair, snowy skin, and white nightgown reflected the dim light, like a ghost, twisting slowly and crying softly.She was so panicked that she clenched her hands into fists.

“I…” She said one word and paused.

“Your Majesty… I will report to Your Majesty.” She said in a low voice.

The room fell silent again, and all I could hear was my cry, as thin as a kitten’s.I knew nothing about their conversation. I was just stuck in my own pain. It was so sad and painful.What should I do, how much more do I have to endure, what I have done is not enough to atone for my sins… Save me, save me, why don’t you want me anymore? Am I not gentle enough? I will be more obedient, I am willing to do anything, and I am willing to do anything…

I don’t know how long I cried and how long I endured it. All my strength was exhausted. I melted into the darkness of the room, drifting in and out of consciousness.Then, hazily, I heard the door opening and closing, and the light from outside cut into the darkness of the room, and then was driven out again.

I thought it was Leti or Godiva, so I cried weakly again, begging to come and save me.I always look like this when I’m awake, like a helpless child who can only cry and beg without dignity from anyone.I was twisting my body on the bed and crying softly, but I couldn’t speak clearly.The tearful eyes were unfocused, facing the tall and strange figure in the darkness.

Neither Letty nor Godiva were that tall, but I didn’t realize that at all.After mumbling a few words, I ran out of energy and couldn’t breathe. I closed my eyes and started crying again.

The figure seemed to melt into the darkness, like a phantom, like a devil that only appeared at night in fairy tales, looking for pleasure and evil.I don’t know if he is really there, maybe it’s just my imagination.So I didn’t care about him anymore and just cried myself.There’s nothing else I can do now except cry.

However, that figure did exist. He finally moved and moved forward slowly, getting closer and closer. He walked to my bed and looked down at me.

Now I was like a sacrifice to the devil, my wrists tied together and hanging from the bedpost.This time my legs were not tied. Letty always tried her best to make me feel less uncomfortable.I closed my eyes and shed tears. I could no longer cry. Suddenly, I felt a big dry hand touch my face.

No, it’s not Letty or Godiva, it’s not a woman’s hand!No, now I can’t refuse those male pets at all. No, don’t touch me, Letty, let them go, let them go away…

I shook my head, this was the only refusal I could make now.The hand paused and left. I didn’t know whether it was relief or reluctance, and then I felt that he was untying the silk that bound me.

I screamed and cried again, but I didn’t have the strength to struggle at all, so he let go of my hand.As soon as I returned to freedom, I used the last bit of strength in my body to turn over, facing away from the shadow, and curled myself into a ball.

There was silence for a moment, then the mattress sank and he sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’ve always known it.” A voice sounded in the darkness, low and soft.

“Men, women, they want me, I know it all.”

he paused for a moment, then seemed to laugh very lightly, with a faint mocking tone.

“I thought it would never be my turn to take the initiative.”

That big warm hand grabbed my shoulder and gently turned my body around. I closed my eyes tightly, knowing that I could no longer escape my bad luck, and my heart felt desolate.Then my lips were gently covered, warm and soft. In an instant, my fragile resistance was shattered, and snow-white arms came up to hug him.

The nightgown was taken off, and the warmth of flesh pressed against my body.He kissed me gently, but I didn’t want that at this moment. I wanted to go deep and deeply, piercing the painful core of my body at once.I was so anxious that I hugged him tightly, but I didn’t know that I didn’t have much strength.He didn’t quite know what I wanted, and he didn’t seem to know quite how to do it. He was clumsy, groping at his own pace, delaying me, and giving me another form of torture.

But he still saved me.Those who escaped from the desert did not encounter gushing springs, only a whole field of flowers holding nectar.Little by little, slowly inject hunger and thirst, watering the power of life.He is inside me, strong and hot, with a gentle rhythm. The fire in my body is slowly extinguished. I clearly want to be more fierce and brutal, but I have no strength, so I have to be obedient and soft, catering to, bullying and luring him. I am delicious and well-behaved. You want me, want more, more, don’t stop, don’t stop.

In the room, there is no longer crying, but a weak and melodious moan, which is so charming that the bones are weak.Who can resist this voice and this body, so the arms holding me tightened, and the movements were actually faster and stronger… It’s comfortable, it’s so comfortable, I want it, I want it… Be more fierce, be a little more bad to me…

The room was dark, and two naked bodies were sunk into the big bed. Their strong backs were undulating on my body, and there were countless interlacing scars on my skin.Outside the door of my room, Letty received the servant’s report. Her determined eyes were loosened with a hint of pain.She sighed and quickly went out.

It was already early in the morning, and the entire royal city was asleep.In front of the gate of my house, there was an all-black light carriage parked. It was not gorgeous, but if you look closely, you could see that it was expensive.There were no other servants in the car, only a coachman on the shaft, wrapped in a big cloak, and he could hardly be seen as a human being.Letty walked quickly to the carriage, faced the window, and bowed her head respectfully.

“Luke is inside.” She said calmly, without any emotion.

The carriage was completely dark, with only the light from the outside borrowed from the window, which penetrated straight in, reflecting the clear-cut jaw and cold lips of the man inside.The sharp mandible tapped gently without saying a word.He struck the floor with his cane, and the coachman, who was like a sack, suddenly came to life, cracked his whip, and with almost no sound, the driver slid into the dark night ahead.