Karen walked behind the man in dim black and white. Karen played the man's secretary. The office is already quiet, there are only the two of them.
Karen followed a gray-rated man into an office. The man put his bag on the workbench. The man's appearance is very neat, with loafers and a suit.
"Karen, in the contract the agreement it is mentioned that your role as a personal secretary is to obey my orders and do whatever I tell you to do, that your body is also property for me, remember?" the man said as he sat in his chair and loosened the tie.
Karen swallowed hard.
"Yes, sir," Karen replied.
"Sit here," the man said with his hands patting his thigh. He would mention the matter of the employment contract if he wanted Karen to do additional duties and Karen had already memorized what the additional duties would look like if his boss mentioned 'body'.
Karen put her bag on a nearby chair. She approached the man, stood before her, and let the man touch her hip. Karen's gaze met the man's eyes.
"Are we going to do it here?" asked Karen.
A look in her eyes went around the entire room. From his boss's room, she could see the workbenches of other employees. There were no lights on between the staff tables. They had already gone home. The lighting is only in the corner, gray color.
"How about someone coming?" asked Karen.
The man circulated a look around. Then he picked up the remote that was in his desk drawer. With the remote, he lowered the curtains of the room. When the curtains were lowered, Karen couldn't see the chairs and tables of staff outside her boss's room.
Karen swallowed. Her boss did not accept her rejection. Wherever he wants, she has to open her legs for her boss.
"Come closer," the man said. His words turned into a sharp command. His eyes, which were still the eyes of ordinary adult men, had already turned into erotic. He had already fondled Karen's appearance with his eyes.
Karen obeyed. She remembered the employment contract she had already agreed to.
"Flip the body," the man said.
Karen turned her back to the man so that his ass was right in front of the man's face. Karen gasped as the man squeezed her ass. One of the man's hands went inside, groping. Karen was amused.
The man's hand moved to unzip Karen's short skirt. The skirt slid down after being pulled down a little bit from her waist. There appears to be the G-string worn by Karen. The man licked Karen's bulging soft flesh, white and smooth.
"I didn't expect you to do this in the office too," Karen said.
The man pulled Karen over, sitting on his thigh. The man did not respond to Karen's words with words. He answered her by kissing Karen's bare nape. Karen tied her hair so that her smooth white neck invited passion.
"I've been holding back since noon," the Man said in Karen's ear.
The man's hand was on Karen's chin. He pulled Karen's chin up. Karen's neck also looked longer and longer. Karen's back was made to press against her chest. His other hand unbuttoned Karen's shirt one by one.
The shirt came off and exposed Karen inside her bra. The man also put away the bra that Karen was wearing quickly. The man smiled happily at Karen's breasts.
The man squeezed Karen's breasts while kissing her. His hand moved down stretching Karen's thigh and then inserted one of his hands into Karen's panties. He fiddled with his fingers while his mouth and tongue concentrated on enjoying Karen's lips.
They changed positions, and Karen untied her G-string pants. The man had Karen hold on to the table while he inserted parts of his body into Karen's body.
Karen sighed as he entered. Now the whole room is filled with the sound of moaning and the crackling of the office desk.
The man changed positions again, he made Karen sit on his lap with parts of his body going into Karen's body. The sound of chairs now crackling filled the room along with the sound of short-short and hot sighs.
The man guided all their sexual behaviors. The man picked Karen up and got her on her back at the table. Standing up he made the table crackle again with Karen's growing louder sighing sound. The man enjoyed Karen's chest very much while mercilessly moving the part of his body that had already entered Karen.
The man pulled out his body after shooting. The white liquid seemed to melt out of Karen's body and a camera shone on her. The man was satisfied, he came out of the camera frame, wiped himself with a towel, helped by his special staff.
Karen is still highlighted by the camera. Based on the script, she had to show the waterfall longer in front of the camera. Not only that, but she also had to wipe it with three fingers of her hand, and then fed the sticky white liquid into her mouth. She had to swallow it. The look in her satisfied eyes had to fit into the frame. So with a face still splashed with passion, Karen stared at the camera that highlighted her whole body.
"Cut!" exclaimed the director wearing a jacket that read 'Screen Pleasure' on his back.
"Okay, good! It's done tonight!" the director concluded.
Karen's exceptional staff walked quickly to Karen and covered her body with a towel. Karen tried to stand up but couldn't balance, so the team looked at her.
The man who was the adult filming partner of Screen Pleasure looked at Karen meaningfully. They do it in real-time so that all that enjoyment is real. He was happy not only because he had finished filming but also because he didn't have to pay Karen.
"What's the schedule after this?" asked Karen. She sat in a chair. She didn't care about the crotch that was still wet. She needs to gather the energy to stand up properly first and then clean herself up. Her manager gave her warm drinks and sweet snacks.
"You've got customers," Karen's manager said.
"Okay. Where?"
"The taste is interesting. He wants to do it in the car," her manager said.
"Waw!" exclaimed Karen. Then, she ate snacks and drank the warm drinks given by her manager.
"I'll take a shower first," Karen said.
Her manager nodded and then opened his smartphone. He texted the customer that Karen was getting ready and would come to him soon.
An hour later, Karen finished taking a shower and dressed up for an important meeting with the 'Customer'. Karen was escorted by her manager to a private villa.
"Isn't this a private villa? You said he wanted to do it in the car," Karen said, making sure that her manager wasn't misplaced.
"He wants to be with you for the next three days. He mentioned one of the places he wanted to do that with you was in the car," the manager said.
"Waw! That means I have to take the opportunity well, right? It's the 77th 'Customer'. I still have 33 more. I hope they give it to me quickly," Karen said.
"Then, don't waste it. You can be free after killing 100 people," her manager ordered.
Karen snorted. She felt that the hope for her freedom was just nonsense, but still, she was holding on to the promise of her big boss who would release her from this dark organization if she had killed 100 of their assassination targets.
Karen got out of the car door. She saw a personal butler picking her up. The waiter was an old man with glasses attached to his oblong face. His hair is already gray, but his appearance can make up for all the shortcomings. He looked like a homeowner in an official tuxedo.
"Judging from the servants and the villa alone, it is obvious... The target this time is not an ordinary person," Karen said.
Karen's manager then left Karen with the maid. Karen followed the waiter's instructions.
"Please go this way, miss," said the personal butler.
They walked through the stairs all the way to the basement room. Karen looked at the different types of cars.
"Waw!" exclaimed Karen silently in her heart. He wanted all those limited edition cars. "I can't have all that if it's not free."
The waiter who was followed by Karen stopped in front of a white car. Not a limousine, but it's no less great than a limousine.
"Please come in," the maid said.
Karen walked into it. She saw a man wearing a kimono already waiting for her. The man is the CEO of a well-known smartphone production company. In the data she read in the car on the way, Karen read her profile. Karen smiled at the man and introduced herself.
Those car seats are facing each other, just like the British royal carriage in the past. Karen and Ezi are now sitting face to face. There is a distance of about half a meter between them.
Karen's gaze then fell on the table. She saw white wine in a glass and bottle. Karen knew immediately, that tonight would be a long night and filled with the sweetness of white wine.
"Call me Ezi."
"Hai, Sir Ezi," Karen said.
"No need to wear sir," Ezi said. He is indeed young. He is about 35 years old and is known to be unmarried. While Karen is a 20-year-old young girl.
"I'm from..."
"I know Screen Pleasure. For the next three days you'll be mine," Ezi said, his eyes already looking at Karen from top to bottom. He saw that Karen's thighs and long legs already looked seductive with red stilettos.
"Take off your jacket, I wonder if you will wear the gift I gave you?"
Karen, who was used to the gaze, nodded. She opened the leather jacket she deliberately wore to cover the dress given by Ezi. Deliberately, Karen opened her jacket slowly. Karen stimulated Ezi with her gaze. It appeared that a red dress was attached to Karen's body when the jacket was removed. The dress couldn't cover her whole body.
If Karen hadn't put her legs together, her panties would have been exposed.
"Come here," Ezi called.
Ezi spread her arms and Karen sat down next to him.
Ezi handed Karen a glass filled with white wine. Karen savored one sip of the wine. The bitter taste in her mouth melted into a tongue-shaking sweetness. Ezi continued to pour white wine into Karen's glass like he was testing how strong Karen could drink. Ezi didn't stop pouring white wine until three bottles were used up.
"Your drinking tolerance is surprisingly high. I like you more and more," Ezi said, stroking Karen's cheek.
Karen smiled. She was pleased with the compliment because it meant that she had earned Ezi's trust. "This makes it easier for me to kill you later," Karen said silently in her heart.
They kissed.
An hour earlier, on the way to Ezi's private villa, Karen and her manager were talking about the Client's order. "You have to take this opportunity well. Screen Pleasure has been spreading bait for a long time to get it. Client requests have been coming in for a long time and we can finally realize the request through you. Karen... you are sure to successfully kill one hundred targets and be free from the organization?" The manager emphasized his last question while driving. "I've agreed to do it. I've never seen the boss not keep his promise," Karen said. The Manager's gaze focused on the front. She remembered that six months ago, Karen made a request to quit because she wanted to return to her normal life. Karen said she wants to enjoy a normal day, be able to continue her education, and become a real career woman. Karen admitted that within a year she had misjudged herself, so she regretted joining Screen Pleasure. Karen broke the silence by saying, "I want to know, what will t
Tok Tok Tok! The knock on the door awakened Karen from her reverie. Karen hurried to open the door and saw Albert smiling at her. Albert handed her a smartphone. "Mr. Ezi wants to talk to you," Albert said.After giving the smartphone to Karen, Albert left to leave Karen to talk to Ezi. Karen heard Ezi give her directions, what should she do tonight? "In that case, I'd better prepare," Karen said to herself after the phone was turned off. Karen looked at the T-shirt that was still in her hand. She smiled meaningfully. Karen prepared herself well. She returns to being a teenager who likes to wait for her friend in the park. The difference is, that Karen, who is now with the old one, is Karen, who used to not wear perfume because she felt that she didn't need it. Meanwhile, Karen now needs perfume, especially for snake-coded missions, where the target will be killed with poison. Night fell, after dinner, Karen went back to her room to make preparations according to Ezi's request. K
Karen was sitting in her study. The walls of the room are red bricks neatly arranged without furnishings. The room is rectangular in shape with a length-by-width size of seven by four meters. While the size of the room is three meters. There are four long windows measuring four meters wide, and two and a half meters high, the bottom is almost touching the bottom of the floor. From the window, a garden appears. Karen did not install a curtain, so the garden lamp highlighted going into the room, creating an abstract image on the floor. Karen didn't install the room lights in her study. Karen only installed standing lights in two corners of the room, the left and right sides near her seat. There is a small table attached to the wall, almost close to the corner lamp. On the table was a room fragrance furnace. The way the room's fragrance worked was that Karen had to pour aromatherapy oil mixed with a little water on top of the furnace. After that, the oil is heated with wax that is laid
At eight o'clock in the morning, Karen and D.C Madam, who was still sleeping with each other, were shocked by the sound of the room bell. Karen blinked her eyes, while D.C Madam swiftly got out of bed. She moved to get pajamas from inside the closet. The bell rang again twice because Karen and D.C Madam didn't open the door. Karen was reluctant to get out of the quilt. "It must be your manager," said D.C Madam, as she had washed her face. "Oh, he always arrives on time," Karen said, looking at her face complaining. "Do you want me to kidnap you?" D.C Madam whispered in Karen's ear. Karen was amused and chuckled, she woke up and replied, "If you do that, we'll be fugitives." "Oh, my dear. Why is your life tied to them? I wish you had met me first," D.C Madam said as if she didn't want to lose Karen. Karen chuckled. "Fate determines my life by a different path. I never even expected to meet you," Karen said, hiding her true feelings. Had life been able to repeat itself, Karen wou
Karen scanned the television. She has been turning off the news show since a few minutes ago. After seventy-nine targets down, something haunted her mind. It wasn't clear what it was, but there was already fog bothering her. To herself she asked, I don't know what this is yet, I think I feel something inside me that is disturbing. Would you be able to help me figure out what it is?Karen's other self appeared before her and she replied, explaining in more detail what she felt.Karen pondered, I am happy to be able to complete the mission, that way I will be one step closer to my freedom, but is this the right way? I wonder why I should do it? Karen's other self laughed, isn't it you who chose this path? You registered as a member of Screen Pleasure. Indeed, you didn't know it would be like this in the past, but didn't you choose to be willing to meet the boss's challenge yourself? Now the question is, are you able to do it thoroughly? What if the Boss betrays your trust? You may alre
"Dragon-coded target this time, what do you think, Max?" asked Karen in a flat tone. She and Max are on their way back to Karen's house after talking to Boss. "Damian wants you to kill him a few hours before the event starts, right?" Max asked to make sure he hadn't heard it wrong. Max said their boss's name casually, there was not the slightest fear of the name. "Hum. You've heard it yourself. Just imagining it gives me a headache. How to approach a head of state in the G-20 forll definitely stay in a hotel that has a tight guard." Max listened to Karen talking while driving the car. His face remained flat even though his attention was entirely on Karen. "Have you ever thought of a new technique of killing? You don't have to use your old technique and also don't have to abandon it, you could just combine it with the new technique." "New technique?" Karen sat up straight, intrigued. "Yes. For example, using a knife, gun, or something else and applying your homemade poison to that
Anton, The barista, the young man who also served Karen and Max at the cashier approached Karen with two americanos in hand. There was actually a waitress there, but Anton delivered it himself. The young man delivered an Americano that was deliberately packed in cardboard glasses, unlike other customers he recovered with a shard glass. "Please," said the young man. The two glasses of hot americano carton were accompanied by a note. This is what made him have to hand over the coffee with his own hands. Karen accepted her coffee with a nod. Anton returned to his desk, while Karen and Max read the note in turn. After that they lifted their respective coffees and walked in front of the back, leading to the toilet. They must first pass a few customers. Max opened the glass door on the left side for Karen. Max's treatment of Karen has always been as a gentleman. Karen passed through the door leaf and immediately pointed the body to the right. There were two passages after passing through
Karen drew out the dagger from the target's chest. The VIP, who had been targeted since 1.5 years ago, finally lost his life. Karen licked the blood from the dagger. Her naked body sits on top of her target's body which is also naked. Karen patted the cheek of the man who was blindfolded with a black cloth. "All men in this world will fall into sex. I'm glad that you have this kind of fantasy. It makes my job easier," Karen whispered into the already lifeless man's ear. Karen sliced the rope wrapped around the man's two arms. The man's right and left hands fell slumped on the bed. Karen sliced the veins of the two men's arms. Blood rushed to the bed that had white sheets. Karen got out of bed. She saw the man's and sliced it up. Karen's cruelty didn't end there. She sliced the left and right sides of the abdomen, just like slicing meat from the side. Blood flowed, soaking the bed sheet. "You’re shit!" Karen's hatred for this man was the worst hatred she had ever expressed for her