It is impossible to describe the satisfaction I am having now. For starters, I set the stone aside and focused my eyes exclusively on Ophelia, while lying on the bed with my arms outstretched, looking like a gangster who just managed to threaten a young girl.
Thinking in retrospect, I really am doing this, but that's beside the point. I've wanted to teach this slut a lesson for a while, mainly for having such a wretched secretary and for deceiving me in that shameful way. I let out a yawn, resting my elbow on my side and then my fist on my face, in a somewhat stretched-out position.
"Hey, dwarf, you're terrible at this."
Looking down, I see Ophelia obeying what I asked earlier like the good whore she is. The rage behind those eyes is simply too funny for me, but the way she tries to give me pleasure is terrible. It's as if this idiot has never had sex before, that must be another reason why I was so limp earlier.
