I Will Be Your Bitch
Nicole Kidman's gaze gradually softened into relief and indifference, then hardened into icy venom.
This damn apocalypse—what difference did it make from Hollywood's man-eating arena of fame and fortune?
Becoming that Chinese man's woman—what difference from being Tom Cruise's?
She had never loved Tom Cruise.
Marrying him had only been a ploy to tap his Hollywood connections for more fame and glory.
Now he was a worthless shell of a man, unable to provide anything she craved—and worse, he'd become dead weight.
Why cling to him?
Husband and wife? In this apocalypse, what the hell did that even mean?!
A fragile woman like her needed a powerful man to lean on for survival—and that Chinese man was her only option now!
Her sole bargaining chips were her prized, voluptuous body and her status as a Hollywood goddess. Only by wielding them to sway him could she earn his protection and scrape by in this hell.
Life trumped fame and fortune by miles!
The apocalypse was far crueler than Hollywood!
If she'd bedded Tom Cruise for stardom, then cozying up to another man for survival—what shame was there in that?
"Tom Cruise! You still have the nerve to blame me? You, a man, couldn't protect your own wife—let another man rape her—and you dare call me a slut? You're pathetic!"
"Yes, I'll say it! I did enjoy it! If I can't fight it, why not savor it? He gives me pleasure you never could! I love fucking him!"
Nicole Kidman choked back tears and anguish, leaning close to whisper coldly in Tom Cruise's ear: "Right now, I only want to be his woman. Because he can protect me. Keep me alive. Him fucking me or you fucking me—what's the difference?"
"I was even going to beg him to spare you. But since you want me dead... you can't blame me for this."
Nicole shot Tom Cruise a frigid glance, then turned and crawled toward Xiao Yi on all fours like a groveling bitch, as he finished packing to leave.
"Master! Please! Your slave begs you—don't abandon me! I still want you to fuck me! I want to serve you!"
Nicole knelt before Xiao Yi like a bitch in heat, her big, watery eyes blinking pitifully as she pleaded.
"Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!" Tom Cruise erupted in hysterical, manic laughter. This time, a chilling calm settled over him.
He'd clawed his way through Hollywood's cutthroat game—how could he not see through Nicole's mind?
If pride and propriety held them back, he and Nicole never would've risen so high.
How many Hollywood starlets and supermodels were truly pure? Behind every success lurked a power player.
Those so-called goddesses? Before the real bosses, they were as lowly as Nicole right now.
"Women! That's women for you! Hahaha! Chinese boy—you'll end up just like me, toyed with in her palm, dying miserable! You'll all get what's coming!"
"What?! Mrs. Cruise? What'd you just say? You want me to keep fucking you? But... what about your husband?"
Xiao Yi feigned shock, spreading his palms in mock dilemma. "Mrs. Cruise, you know my food's running low. One extra mouth is one more burden—I can't share with two strangers..."
"Mmm..."
Before he could finish, Nicole parted her lush lips and engulfed Xiao Yi's cock—still slick with cum and her own juices—eyes squeezed shut in utter rapture as she sucked.
At first, the salty, thick semen on his shaft turned her stomach just a bit. But soon, her self-hypnosis took hold, plunging her into blissful intoxication.
The sucking pleasure, combined with her tongue's swirling caresses, reinvigorated Xiao Yi's cock. The limp shaft swelled back to rigid, menacing hardness.
Xiao Yi gazed down arrogantly at Nicole below him—deep-throating him while fingering her dripping pussy. A surge of conquest flooded him.
Nicole Kidman: Hollywood titan, the ultimate goddess dreamed of by men worldwide.
Now groveling beneath him like a bitch, devouring his cock with the ecstasy of savoring the world's finest delicacy.
Her snow-white ass arched high, one hand plunging into her soaked slit, lost in lewd abandon—temptation incarnate!
"Tsk tsk~~ Slurp~ Mmm~~ Mmmph~!~ Tsk tsk~~"
Nicole's technique was solid, and desperation fueled her zeal.
Once a haughty beauty, idolized by legions, she'd scorned sucking filthy cocks—even Tom Cruise's.
But now, survival instinct and twisted, shameful lust made her truly revel in it.
"Tsk tsk~~~~~ Slurp~ Mmm~~ Mmmph~!~ Tsk tsk~~"
"Urghhh!~~" Xiao Yi roared from the depths of his soul. Such devoted service—and from a global goddess!
The glans tormented by licks, coils, and suction—pure ecstasy. His balls clenched; he nearly erupted again.
In his past life, he'd splurged at clubs for pro blowjobs.
Heavenly, dreamlike bliss. After the first, he craved it daily—but his wallet allowed only once a month.
Today? No club girl. Nicole fucking Kidman. World-class stunner!
Her skills were raw, unpolished—not the pros' finesse.
But the mind-blowing thrill made up for it!
"Good girl! Little bitch Nicole, you've got real talent. From today, your master will train you into a top-tier cocksucker! You'll outshine those pros in no time!"
Xiao Yi seized her blonde locks, pumping gently—testing as he slid his glans past her soft tongue into her throat.
Nicole tilted her head obligingly, neck extended in a straight line, throat relaxing to swallow him deeper.
Smooth, slick mouth... quivering tongue... that swallowing pull from her gullet. Xiao Yi howled in bliss as cum blasted out, raging down her throat into her depths.
Sensing the throb, Nicole felt scalding seed flood her gullet, sliding to her stomach. She gulped air, fighting the urge to retch.
As his cock softened, she eased it free—tongue trailing the shaft downward before her red lips claimed his balls, laving and suckling tenderly.
Numbing tingles, sharp jolts, wet warmth, silken softness... Xiao Yi's body reeled; his sack felt ready to burst!
"Master! Please—I beg you, fuck me more! My slutty pussy aches to be stuffed full!"
Nicole knelt submissively, batting tearful eyes, pleading desperately: "Don't leave me, Master. I'll let you fuck me every day! Anything you command—I'll do it all!"
For survival, Nicole had shed every shred of pride and dignity. Twisted lust turned her into a whimpering, wanton bitch.
"Bitch! You're nothing but a filthy mutt! You whore! You dog-fucking pair—you'll burn for this!! Chinese bastard, mark my words: today she betrays her husband to live—tomorrow, a stronger man comes, she'll do the same to you! She even tried to get me to plot your death! Vicious slut!"
Tom Cruise gnashed his teeth at the sight—his wife slobbering over this lowly Chinese man's cock, calling him Master. Rage choked him; blood sprayed from his lips!
Years married, and proud Nicole had never blown him. Every request met disdainful refusal.
Yet now? Her face buried in that filthy dick screamed pure delight!
And he'd seen it—the Chinese prick exploding in her mouth!!
The bitch swallowed every drop!
Maybe the scene was too raw, too erotic—Tom's cock stiffened against his will!
Staring at Nicole's perky, creamy ass, her fingers buried in that hypnotic slit, fury faded. His shaft throbbed, on the verge of bursting.