Chapter１３

"Haha, okay. However, I can’t control Anni’s thoughts." He was very happy to hear that I was willing to let him stay.

"Don't do things you shouldn't do!" I don't want to have sex with him anymore! Once, twice, if it happened the third time I would be addictive.

"Relax, I only do what the master wants me to do." Eric smiled

"Then you stay away from me now!" Eric got closer.

Eric squatted depressed in the corner. I looked at him ,he was so funny.

My body was very rigid. I can feel the tightness of my muscles, feeling extremely particularly uncomfortable.

Eric looked at me, "What? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Well, I've been a little tired recently, and my body is tight."

Eric leaned inattentively.

"I am good at massage, let me help you relax."

"Okay, then you can massage my shoulders." If someone can help me massage my shoulders at the moment, it would be very comfortable.

Eric was a little disappointed, "It's just a shoulder..."

I stared at him! "Then do you want more?"

Eric walked aggrievedly behind me and massaged my shoulders. I closed my eyes comfortably.

Eric kept silent for several minutes but started touching me again soon after.

"Don't bother me! Stay away from me!"

"Judy, please, do something to me! Otherwise, I won't be able to hold ."

After Eric's voice fell, I realized that his face was pale and he almost fainted in my arms.

"What's wrong with you?" I was a little nervous, I had never seen him like this!

"I have claustrophobia." Eric's voice was trembling, weak.

"Then why did you come down with me?" Hearing his tone, I feel even more guilty. If something happened to him, I'm done.

Eric shook his head and grabbed my hand. "I am worried about you."

"You are stupid! What should I do now." I was a little grateful to him ,he was very kind to me.

"If I stay excited, I can forget the fear." Eric's hands began to tremble, he seemed to be scared!

Suddenly I saw a twine on the floor of the wine cellar. I picked up the twine and looked at Eric who couldn't breathe.

Oh my god,

But looking at his pale face and thinking of what he said, I couldn't bear to see him being tortured by fear.

I ripped off all of Eric’s clothes and picked up the thick rope, tying him down to a narrow bench. The rough rope etched into his skin, hurting him tremendously.

"Judy, it hurts..."

"If you can't stand it, I can stop." I couldn't bear it.

"No, no, I can, I can hold it." Eric thought that I wanted to stop, he hurriedly refused.

I put my hands on his waist band of his panties and pulled them down.

Eric's revealed an enjoyable expression, and he didn't seem to be scared anymore.

I opened an vintage,make them slide his cocks with tip of my finger,he moaned.

"Then what to do?"

I noticed that there’s still a rope in my hands, and decided to wrap it around his dick to prevent him from ejaculating.

Eric was trembling profusely from excitement, clenching his fists vehemently, looking pitiful as ever.

"Is it uncomfortable?" I asked nervously.

"You are great, this is what I want, please ravage me as much as you like."

For Eric, I subconsciously pick up the remaining rope in my hands to whip Eric.

Eric let out an excruciating moan.

I decided to stimulate him more.

"Do you know how you look like a begging dog now! Is this kind of excitement possible?"

Eric didn't answer me, he put out his tongue and licked it on the back of my hand.

"If you are willing to be my master, I will be your most obedient dog."

Finally, Eric yelled, he put on his clothes contentedly, his face was full of excitement, and at this moment, Anni also found us, and opened the door. Fortunately, she didn't notice what we did, and the peculiar smell in the wine cellar.

It was a joyous dinner indeed, and just as Anni was about to cut the fruit cake, I suddenly notice the bill for the vineyard’s renovation under the coffee table.

"My God, so much money!"

Anni also noticed, but she didn't show anything unusual, "Don't worry, I am applying for a relief loan."

"But the government won't grant you such a large sum of money. We simply cannot repay it in the future." I was a little nervous, and my mother was too optimistic. . .

"If there is a need, I am always happy to help." Eric smiled and put down the wine glass. This little money is not a big deal for him at all.

I was moved by his proposal. If I accepted Eric's help, I will be troubled with him again, but if I don't accept the distillery, I can't repair it. Mom will be very hard...