Sylvie, the Slave Girl (Lily Futa) - Chapter 16 (pt. 2)
The girl’s back bared openly, an untied zipper let the dress hang loose, it slipped down some.
Her back showed large patches of white skin, a few deep red scars, silver-gray long hair swept to one side, revealed a delicate neck, shoulder blades protruding slightly.
Her waistline stayed tight, the scars contrasted sharply with the skin’s color.
“You…”
Wei Qing’s eyes squinted from the sight, she paused, hesitated somewhat, “What happened?”
The woman’s voice sounded clearer in the small space, it felt almost right by the ear.
Sylvie’s knuckles tightened on the collar fabric, she turned her head slightly, her lips moved, she didn’t know how to speak for a moment.
Her sideways eyes showed some embarrassment, her gaze trembled.
Her teeth bit her lower lip again, her voice stayed soft at its core, now it sounded even softer, the words came out lightly.
“Master, I… I think I got stuck, I can’t pull it up.”
“…”
Wei Qing’s gaze then focused on the silver zipper, it looked small, somewhat crooked, that small patch of fabric tightened some.
It looked like she struggled but didn’t save it.
Wei Qing said oh.
The fitting room’s space stayed small, the light glowed warm yellow.
She went up, hooked the zipper, tugged twice, her finger back touched the girl’s cool spine.
She noticed the middle sunken line looked pretty, the body trembled lightly when she touched it.
It somehow reminded her of some game scenes.
The girl faced away, her hand rested on the wall, her waist seemed too slim to hold.
Her hips lifted, round and full, something deep red and thick buried in— wait a minute.
Wei Qing instinctively bent down.
That thing down there actually seemed to twitch.
…?!!
Her pupils trembled slightly, her mood felt weirdly shocked.
Wei Qing stayed quiet for a while, her voice sounded weak, “…It really got stuck.”
She coughed twice to cover it.
She couldn’t stay longer; she turned perverted.
She needed to finish fast.
She tried with some force and tugged it, but it didn’t work.
She pulled up and down for a while, the zipper still stuck firmly.
She finally got annoyed, her hand pulled too hard.
—“Zzzip!”
Her expression froze.
Sylvie’s whole body froze too.
Wei Qing’s voice stuttered from shock, her pupils shook hard, “You… why… you never wore underwear?”
Her voice trembled obviously.
Sylvie’s tight knuckles somehow relaxed.
She squatted down slowly, faced away, turned her head slightly, silver-gray silky soft hair covered some bare parts.
“You… never gave me underwear, I felt too shy to ask.” She said softly.
…
On the way back, the mood between the two felt somewhat weird.
Wei Qing carried the torn dress in her hand, and some other clothes and underwear were picked later.
Sylvie seemed quiet too, though she always stayed quiet.
Or maybe she felt uneasy?
Wei Qing opened her mouth, deeply reflected on what happened to her.
It was just seeing a kid’s naked body, so what?
Who didn’t have one?
Though she made her leave first, stayed inside to calm down for a while; mainly to settle that thing that swelled, she feared it really stood up.
She decided to let it go, resolved to break this weird mood.
She glanced at the person beside her.
She noticed her eyes looked a bit blank, she seemed to think about something.
“Sorry.”
Wei Qing coughed twice, her voice still sounded weak.
Sylvie paused, she seemed to think about what she apologizes for.
“It’s okay, Master,” she shook her head slowly.
She lifted her eyes and looked at her.
“You didn’t do it on purpose.”
“Also, I feel touched, you took me to buy clothes.”
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After dinner, Wei Qing and she played chess for a while, this time their wins and losses went back and forth, Wei Qing suspected she held back but had no proof.
“No, Master, I think I got distracted.”
“Really? Do you comfort me?” Wei Qing looks at her suspiciously.
…
The girl looks at her, her eyes stay big, misty and pretty.
Wei Qing thought her mindset had recovered normally.
She went to bed.
She first picked today’s task reward of one thousand bucks, then fell asleep groggily.
She had a dream.
In the dream, a fully naked girl climbed her bed, pinned her down.
The girl’s snow-white tender legs spread wide, her hand reached down.
Her face showed the daytime’s expression.
She looked somewhat shy and didn’t dare to look at her.
Her soft wet pvssy rubbed her c0ck, swallowing her thing inside.
The swollen c0ck went deep into an overly tight place, something wet and soft wrapped her, an unfamiliar pleasure instantly covered her.
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