C4 First Guest

The clubhouse was different from the nightclubs outside as it received guests.

In the nightclub, the customer would either look for a lady or a duck. The supervisor would lead a team of people and go straight into the room, allowing the guest to choose freely.

In order to prevent the identity of the guests from being exposed, they had to go into a glass room on the top floor. All the guests in the control room had to choose who to choose before they could enter the guest box.

Xu Yan was the one who told me all of this. Someone as famous as her is not allowed to come out and let the guests choose, because she has a steady stream of potential customers and introducers.

Yuri led me to the door of the glass room, opened it and pushed me in.

The big room was empty, and when I looked at the glass around me, I felt like I was standing naked in front of everyone.

"Take off your jacket." Yuri pushed the door open a crack and said to me.

Pull it away?

I frowned slightly, knowing that this was probably the intention of the potential customer. I didn't bother with his thoughts and directly grabbed the collar of my shirt and tore it open.

Yuli smiled at me in satisfaction, but the next second, the smile on her face stiffened and she looked at me awkwardly.

Seeing this, I raised my eyebrows. What's wrong?

Learn to crawl with a dog.

She grins at me.

What? I was stunned and could not believe my ears.

Was there something wrong with the potential customer? I won't do it!

I said coldly to Yullie and prepared to go back, thinking that I would not serve a woman who had a problem in her heart.

However, before I could even reach the door, two bodyguards appeared behind Yuli. They glared at me with an unfriendly expression, telling me to follow their instructions!

"I don't! I am a human, not a dog! What right do you have to learn dog crawling! "

I was really angered. I was mistreated by the fox previously, and when I think about it now, I still feel a lingering fear. If I were to receive another perverted woman again, I would really be afraid that I would be unable to resist taking action against a woman.

"You have no choice."

One of the bodyguards folded his arms across his chest and looked down at me condescendingly. "Either do it or die."

When the last word came out of his mouth, I somehow felt a chill on my body. The coldness in his eyes definitely wasn't just a threat!

If it was before, if someone were to speak to me like that, I might really insist on doing it without fear of death. However, after these few days of experience, I have understood quite a few things.

Some people I can't afford to offend. This knowledge was deeply imprinted in my heart.

I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth as I looked at the bodyguard. After a moment, I said in a deep voice, "Alright, I'll do it!"

I dropped to my knees in front of the glass, put my hands on the floor, and crawled around the room like a dog.

After crawling around for a while, I felt that I had spent a lot of time running a marathon.

"Enough." "Take her to room three," Yuri said suddenly.

My heart sank as I felt my emotions become complicated. He didn't know if he should be happy that he was chosen the first time he received a guest, or worry about the perverted guest he was about to face.

However, those two bodyguards didn't have as many thoughts as me. They looked like cold fiends as they obediently escorted me to the box. He did not delay for time nor did he increase his speed.

Even my intentional conversation to please didn't have the slightest reaction.

It was just that as I passed Yullie, she whispered in my ear: Now there's no one around to protect you. Obediently obedient is the smartest thing to do.

I didn't say anything, nor did I communicate with the bodyguards. I quietly followed them to the entrance of the potential customer's room.

"Go in." the bodyguard said, pointing to the door.

I nodded and pushed the door open.

This room was not much different from a normal hotel room, except that it was a bit of a high grade room with a few more sex toys.

Just as he closed the door, he heard a woman's voice call out, "Come here."

I looked around the room, my back to the sofa by the door, revealing a pair of white, jade-like feet. I hurried over to her.

The moment I walked around the sofa, my eyes widened in disbelief.

The woman on the sofa was wearing a black chiffon nightgown. Her pale skin was pink under the dim light. Her delicate face didn't have any makeup on, but she was as noble as an immortal.

I was stunned. I wondered if I was in the wrong room.

How could such a woman not have a man? Why would he come out to look for a man?

From what I know, the women who come out to look for men should all be the kind of ugly and fat women who have no image at all.

"Have you seen enough?" The woman smiled coldly and opened her eyes. "Come here."

I quickly collected myself and went over to crouch in front of her.

However, just as she squatted down, she was kicked to the ground. She frowned in displeasure and said, "I told you to crawl over."

He had climbed into the glass room once before, so he didn't feel that it was ugly. He just felt a bit uncomfortable inside.

But thinking about it, to her, I am just an item and I don't have any choice. I can only grit my teeth, return to my original position, kneel down, and slowly crawl to the front of her.

She seemed happy to see me like this, smiling, her fingers on my chin. "What an obedient dog," she said.

"Master, you can say whatever you want." I said with a smirk.

Having learned from the fox's mistakes, I also understood that this kind of woman enjoyed insulting men.

"What's your name?" She sat up on the couch and leaned against it, sliding her foot across my face.

"Cheng Tao." I replied honestly.

Jade's toes brushed against my face, and at first I held my breath, afraid I'd smell something. However, when he breathed in, there was no strange smell. Instead, there was a faint body scent.

Looking at the woman in front of me, I boldly held her feet, wanting to act more meek.

But when I touched her, she kicked me in the nose.

I screamed and fell to the ground, my hand raised to my aching nose, the warm liquid flowing from my palm.

The pain made me a little angry. I looked at her with dissatisfaction in my eyes. When I saw the disdain and disdain in her eyes, I became even more furious.

Without waiting for me to speak, she withdrew her foot and ordered me with a look of disdain, "Go and fetch me water to wash my feet."

As she spoke, she mumbled softly and died of filth.

In this minute, I felt that all of the anger in my body had gathered in my chest. I really wanted to suppress this woman before me to teach her a lesson!

But I dare not.

As Yuli had said, no one was protecting me. If these people wanted to kill me, it would be easier than killing an ant.

I silently got up and walked to the bathroom. Looking at my face in the mirror, which was covered in blood, I looked like a homeless dog.

I turned on the cold water and splashed it on my face. Only then did the anger in my heart ease a little. After adjusting my state of mind, I found a basin of water and filled it with some warm water before bringing it back to the woman.

"Are you mute?" She frowned in dissatisfaction. "If you can't speak, you don't need to pay for your tongue."

The voice was light and light, as if it were speaking ordinary words, but it made my back go cold.

"Master, wash your feet." I said quickly.

I have no doubt that what she said will become a reality, so I dare not disobey her.

After saying that, I looked at her nervously, afraid that she would come in and cut my tongue if she wasn't happy.

Fortunately, she didn't mind, and she offered me her foot so that I could wash it for her.

I carefully held her foot and put it in the water. Before I could take the next step, she raised her leg and gave me another kick. Then I stood up barefoot on the carpet. Short-term water splashed all over me: "You want to kill me with this cold water?"

"No, I …" Before she could finish her words, the woman came to my side and kicked me hard a few times. "Bastard, you don't even know how to wash your feet. Scram to get water again!"

A woman's strength would not cause any pain to a man, but the part that this woman kicked at was precisely the weakest part of his stomach.

After a few kicks, my stomach started to churn. I really wanted to vomit my stomach out.

But I couldn't do that. I suppressed the urge to vomit and took the water basin with me. I rushed to the bathroom and shut the door. I couldn't control myself any longer, so I opened the toilet and vomited.

When I had recovered, I took the water back to her. Still dissatisfied, she splashed water on me and took it back.

Again and again, until I couldn't remember how many times, she was finally satisfied and let me wash her feet.

She put her legs on the sofa and fiddled with her fingers as she mumbled lazily, "I've let you down just now, it's my temper that's so bad."

It was clearly an apology, but I felt that something was amiss. "I'm not feeling wronged. Everything Master does is the right thing to do."

"Heh, what a loyal dog." She laughed softly, but there was no sound of joy or anger in her voice.

I carried the water in my hands and was about to pour it away when she suddenly called out to me. I subconsciously tightened my grip on the water basin. "Master, do you have any other orders?"

"Did you vomit just now?" She was half lying on the sofa, her pretty eyes slightly narrowed.

My body tensed. I didn't know what she wanted to do, but I still answered honestly, "Yes, master. I'm sorry, but next time …"

"No problem, I went too far." She interrupted me and waved her hand at me. "You must be thirsty and hungry to throw up all the stuff in your stomach. I'll give you some of that water."

Reward... Me?

I looked at her, a little confused. I heard her chuckle and said, "I'll give it to you. Just drink it."

"Haargh!" He did?

I'm completely flabbergasted. This is foot wash!

She looked at me. Her face darkened as she coldly said, "What is it?" Disliked? "

"I don't dare!" I shook my head and retorted without thinking. This was a habit I had developed in the short span of tens of minutes.

"You don't dare?" She narrowed her eyes. "That is to say, you still dislike him."

My expression stiffened and the corners of my mouth curled up stiffly. "No!" "Master's feet are fragrant, I don't mind."

Drink it if you don't mind.

She looked at me steadily and even pointed her cell phone at me.

I really didn't know how to refuse, so I could only bite the bullet and delay, "Master, you gave this to me, I want to... "I want to take it back and drink it slowly …"

But she wouldn't let him go: Do you want to drink by yourself, or should I get someone to help you?

Thinking about the two bodyguards outside the door, I felt terrified. If they were to come, it wouldn't be as simple as drinking water!

Helpless, I forced myself to bring the water basin to my mouth, closed my eyes and poured it into my stomach.

Although the water doesn't have any taste, the disgust in my heart can't be dispelled. The moment the first drool slides down my throat and enters my stomach, it is pushed out from my stomach and I forcefully swallowed it.

I can't remember how many times I swallowed a basin of water. All I knew was that after I drank up all the water in the basin, I felt like I was going to die.

"Master, I've finished." I said with a smile that was uglier than crying.

After saying that last word, my body couldn't control the nausea. I forced out the water that I had just drunk. My mouth and nose were filled with water, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

I couldn't do anything about my vomiting. Even after vomiting, I could still feel the spasms in my stomach. But at this moment, a pair of bare feet appeared in my sight. A cold voice came from above my head, "You … vomited."