Chapter 212

A mocking voice echoed through the room.

William grabbed Sophia's hand and raised it above her head, his other hand kneading her smooth chest.

Her skin was marked with fresh red welts.

From that day, William's eyes darkened as he met Sophia's cold gaze, his erection growing instantly.

He glanced down, his throat moving as he swallowed. "Resistance is pointless."

With a swift motion, William flipped Sophia onto her back, his hands roaming her body before settling between her legs, rubbing her pussy.

Her chest, neck, and pussy, Sophia's most sensitive areas, were relentlessly teased.

Sophia trembled all over, feeling nothing but shame under the watchful eyes of the snakes. Her body shook, but her vagina remained dry, unresponsive.

William rubbed for a while, frustration boiling over as he cursed, "What, not welcoming me here?"

He had lost all patience.

William pulled Sophia into his arms, tearing off her clothes, ignoring her icy stare as he thrust his fingers inside her.

Her pussy was dry, and the sudden intrusion made Sophia cry out in pain, "It hurts."

William chuckled, his fingers delving deeper.

Sophia's body tensed, her legs clamping shut, trapping William's hand.

He paused, his voice hoarse, "Let go."

"No, you can't do this to me."

"Why not? This is your punishment."

With that, William tore the rest of her clothes off, placing her on his lap.

Sophia's naked body straddled William's legs, her legs forced apart, a chill creeping up from her feet.

She instinctively glanced at the snakes.

When they first entered, the light was dim. Now, as her eyes adjusted, Sophia realized the snakes were in cages.

They raised their heads, staring intently, as if watching an intruder.

Sophia's scalp tingled, her body shivering with cold.

William's mocking voice cut through, "Changed your mind? Want to please me now?"

Sophia shook her head firmly, "Never."

"You are stubborn."

William added another finger, thrusting rapidly inside her.

His fingers crashed around inside her, stimulating her pussy until it began to release warm vaginal discharge.

William's hand was wet, a smirk playing on his lips as he unbuckled his belt, freeing his erection.

Their bodies pressed tightly together.

His erection teased her pussy, rubbing against it.

Sophia's cold eyes gradually filled with a blush, biting her lip in anger, refusing to make a sound.

William's face darkened as he bit her lip, sucking on her tongue.

Their tongues tangled, chasing each other in her mouth.

Sophia was kissed into a daze, her mind blank, her body trembling.

As her lungs ran out of air, William bit her nipple.

His erection plunged inside, thrusting faster and faster, her pussy soaking wet.

In no time, Sophia climaxed.

Her body shuddered, though she didn't want to admit it, her desire had been fully awakened.

Reaching climax, Sophia felt a release of the pressure in her heart.

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room, making anyone who heard it blush and feel parched.

Hiding in the shadows, Ava held her breath, not daring to make a sound.

The noises from inside continued, making her so embarrassed she sought another hidden corner.

"What are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly sounded above her. Ava jumped, falling to the ground. Looking up, she saw Ryan, surprise flashing in her eyes. "I came to find Mr. Johnson."

"Bold of you to lie," Ryan said, flicking a knife through the air before catching it. "Think carefully before you speak."

"I was worried about Mrs. Johnson, so I came to check," Ava replied, her voice trembling. Since the last incident, she had been uneasy, wanting to ensure Sophia's safety.

The security system at William's place was top-notch, making it impossible for Ava to get in. She had been watching from the shadows, seizing the opportunity to follow them here today.

Ryan sneered, "Bold enough to follow Mr. Johnson. Do you know what happened to the last person who did that?"

Ava shook her head, confused.

"Do you remember the water dungeon last time? Be careful, or you'll be eaten alive," Ryan's sinister voice matched his fierce gaze.

Ava shivered, "I just want to see Mrs. Johnson. Can you not tell on me?"

"You're an idiot if you think Mr. Johnson doesn't know," Ryan said, giving Ava a contemptuous look. "Good luck."

He glanced towards the cave. That place had been specially modified for soundproofing. It must be intense inside for any sound to escape.

Ryan snorted, "If I were you, I'd worry more about my own life than Mrs. Johnson's."

If William wanted to kill Sophia, he would have done it already. Days had passed, and Sophia was still alive, proving William couldn't bear to harm her.

Ryan looked at Ava like she was a fool, "Don't wander around. Take the wrong path, and you'll lose your life."

With a cold warning, he turned and left.

Ava stuck out her tongue, her eyes fixed on the cave, hoping to speak with Sophia.

Inside the cave, Sophia knew nothing of this. She lay limp in William's arms, her red lips parted, panting.

William's heavy breathing mingled with Sophia's soft moans.

After a while, Sophia regained some strength, getting up to put on her torn clothes. Thankfully, her coat was still intact, barely covering her body.

Sophia stood to the side, "Let's go back."

"You think I'm playing with you?" William's lips curled in a sneer, but his actions were gentle as he took Sophia's hand, leading her back to the couch.

Despite his gentle touch, Sophia felt a sudden fear, struggling, "Let's go home. I don't want to go back to the couch."

"Now you're scared? Why didn't you try to please me earlier?" William gazed at Sophia's face, his eyes tender. "I don't care. You need to be punished."

With a forceful push, William shoved Sophia onto the couch, producing a thin chain from somewhere, its clear sound ringing out.

Sophia trembled, wanting to run. She pressed her body against the cold wall, her breathing erratic, "Let's go home. Don't leave me here. I'm scared."

Sophia's voice trembled with pleading, but William was unmoved. His lips curled into a sinister smile, "This is your punishment."

He had given her a chance. But Sophia still wanted to run. No hesitation at all.

William knew Sophia was stubborn. Given the chance, she would try to escape. He had to lock her up. He had to keep her chained.

William gripped Sophia's hand tightly, pulling her onto the couch. Then, he wrapped the thin chain around her neck.