Double penetration, plundering hypnosis entries

Her fingers traced the butterfly brooch on her chest.

The metal edges glowed with a cold light.

This custom-made brooch camera device, worth 500,000 yen, is her last weapon.

"Ms. Meng Zhimu, please follow me."

The driver, wearing a black suit, opened the car door for her and spoke respectfully.

Shenghua took a deep breath, straightened his back and got out of the car.

The hem of her white dress swept across her calves, and she deliberately slowed down her pace.

Make sure the brooch camera can record every detail.

The elevator rose silently,

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slid open.

At the end of the corridor covered with crimson carpet, two carved wooden doors were ajar.

Shenghua's footsteps paused slightly.

Then adjust the angle of the brooch to ensure the camera is facing forward.

She silently recited the prepared words in her mind: pretend to obey first, and after collecting enough evidence,

Then they threatened the so-called "General Lin" to let her go, otherwise they would make the video public.

"Please come in."

The driver stopped at the door and made an inviting gesture.

Shenghua pushed open the door, and the rich fragrance of flowers mixed with a certain ambiguous atmosphere hit her face.

In the spacious living room, the crystal chandelier casts a warm yellow light.

Lin Yuan was younger than she had imagined, and also more oppressive.

The sleeves of the black shirt are rolled up to the elbows, revealing the well-defined forearms.

His eyes were an unnatural dark gold in the light.

It reminds Shenghua of a bird of prey hunting at night.

"Dream Tree Holy Flower,"

His voice was low and pleasant, but it sent a chill down Shenghua's spine.

“Even cuter than on TV.”

Shenghua forced himself to take two steps forward and bowed ninety degrees. "Good evening, Mr. Lin. I'm honored to receive your invitation."

She deliberately aimed the brooch's camera at Lin Yuan's face.

Lin Yuan suddenly smiled: "Your brooch is very special."

Shenghua's heart skipped a beat, but her idol instinct allowed her to maintain a perfect smile:

"This is a gift from a fan, I have always cherished it."

"Yeah?"

As Lin Yuan approached, Shenghua smelled a faint, special fragrance from him.

“They must be very loyal fans.”

His fingers suddenly touched the brooch, and Shenghua stiffened.

Just when she thought her plan was exposed, Lin Yuan simply adjusted the angle of the butterfly's wings: "It looks better this way."

Shenghua secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the other party hadn't noticed anything unusual.

She must hurry and collect more evidence.

"Does Mr. Lin like idols?"

She tilted her head deliberately, making a cute expression, "I can sing you one of my new songs."

Lin Yuan didn't answer. Instead, he walked over to the sofa and sat down, patting his thigh. "Come here."

Shenghua's smile froze on his face.

She didn't expect the other party to be so direct.

But for the sake of the plan, she had to be patient.

She walked over slowly and carefully sat sideways on Lin Yuan's lap, making sure the brooch could capture their interaction.

“That’s not the case.”

Lin Yuan suddenly grabbed her waist and pushed her into a straddle position.

"Idols should know how to please the audience, right?"

Shenghua was a little angry, but the camera was facing Lin Yuan's face, which was a perfect opportunity.

She suppressed her discomfort and lowered her head in bashful dejection. "What does Mr. Lin want me to do?"

Lin Yuan stroked her cheek with his fingers, then suddenly pinched her chin hard, forcing her to look up. "You know what? I hate it most when people lie to me."

Shenghua's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but she still maintained her idol-like innocent look: "I didn't..."

"There's a camera in the brooch,"

Lin Yuan's voice was soft, but it was like a knife piercing Shenghua's heart. "What do you want to record? Any evidence against me?"

Shenghua's blood instantly froze.

Her instinct was to jump up and run away,

But she found that Lin Yuan's hands were like iron clamps holding her waist.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

She began to tremble as she spoke.

Lin Yuan sneered and suddenly reached out to pull off the brooch.

Shenghua watched in horror as he placed the brooch in his palm and gently squeezed it. The metal twisted and deformed, and tiny pieces of circuit board fell from between his fingers.

"Do not!"

Shenghua finally lost control and screamed. That was her only hope.

"You think I don't know your plan?"

Lin Yuan loosened his grip, and the fragments scattered onto the carpet. "From the moment you stepped into this building, I've been watching your every move."

Shenghua was terrified, and the idol mask was completely shattered: "Let me go... please... I can pretend nothing happened..."

"Oh?"

"That doesn't sound like asking for help."

Lin Yuan slid his hand behind her head and grabbed her carefully styled hair: "Shenghua-chan."

He imitated the fans' affectionate name for her, but his tone was icy cold, "Now it's you who should beg me..."

"Since you like taking pictures so much, why don't we take pictures of something more interesting?"

He snapped his fingers, and Lily walked in front of the two of them, holding a camera.

Shenghua saw the red light on the camera and started recording.

"Introduce yourself,"

Lin Yuan forced Shenghua to look at the camera. "This is Meng Zhimu Shenghua, your favorite pure idol. Tonight, she's going to perform a special show for everyone."

Shenghua's tears finally burst out: "Don't... please..."

Lin Yuan leaned over and whispered in her ear, so that only she could hear:

"Shoot some scenes that your fans would never imagine... For example, how their innocent Shenghua-chan twists her waist and begs for mercy like a cat in heat."

Then Lin Yuan grabbed her neck and turned her face towards the camera.

"Come on, smile for the camera. Aren't you good at this?"

"Once the video is uploaded to the internet, it might even get more hits than those live-action videos of your performances."

Shenghua tried to break free in front of the camera,

Tears smudged the delicate eye makeup into messy black marks.

“Don’t shoot!”

She stretched out her hands to block the camera, but Lin Yuan grabbed both of her hands with one hand and pressed them against her chest.

The light from the crystal chandelier was refracted into distorted spots in the tears.

She saw the lilies adjusting the focus as the mirrored lens.

Lin Yuan's thumb suddenly rolled over her lower lip, smearing the cherry-colored lipstick and leaving a bright mark. "I heard that idols save their first kiss for their fans?"

His chest vibrated through his thin dress as he chuckled. "What a shame."

When the lips with special fragrance press down,

Shenghua's wide-open eyes reflected the intricate relief patterns on the ceiling.

She clenched her teeth tightly until Lin Yuan pinched a point on her jaw and forced her to open her mouth.

In an instant, the sweet and fishy liquid entered my mouth and slid down my throat like melted honey.

“Hmm…!”

She kicked her white leather shoes and knocked over the coffee table.

The sound of breaking glassware awakened my dazed nerves.

But it was already late, and a burning sensation was exploding from the stomach, spreading through the blood vessels to the fingertips.

The bow ribbon on my chest suddenly became extremely itchy.

She unconsciously rubbed her knees against the fabric of the other person's trousers.

The red light on the lens keeps flashing.

"Look, it's taking effect."

Lin Yuan loosened his grip and admired her suddenly limp waist.

Shenghua was horrified to find that her body was leaning against Lin Yuan's arms against her will.

The neckline of the dress kept opening and closing due to the intense anger of her chest, revealing her collarbone, which gradually turned pink.

Lily pushes in the close-up shot at the right time to capture the idol's flushed face completely.

Shenghua tried to close her trembling legs, but it turned into an even more shameful rubbing motion.

Lin Yuan laughed and said, "Looking at this mess, your fans probably can't tell that I'm forcing them to do this."

"They must be very sad to see their animal idols getting into the arms of another man like this."

"Stop... this... ah..."

She covered her mouth with her hands, letting out a sweet gasp between her fingers. Her carefully styled hair had already become disheveled.

Shenghua, overcome with passion, managed to focus her sight and saw her own distorted reflection in the man's dark golden pupils.

Sweat oozed from her back, and the white fabric became translucent, revealing the cherry blossom pattern on her underwear.

When Lin Yuan deliberately pushed his knee between her legs, the girl let out a cry of surprise.

The halo of the crystal chandelier twisted into a colorful vortex in the tears,

Shenghua bit her tongue, oozing blood. This was her only weapon against the burning wave in her body.

But soon, Lin Yuan pinched her cheeks with his fingers and forced her to open her mouth.

"So naughty."

He whispered, wiping his thumb across the blood on her lip,

Then, in front of the camera, he smeared the blood on her snow-white carotid artery.

"But soon, he begged me for more."