Nicole's Little Scheme
“What a pain! Master, having this guy watch us is such a buzzkill. Besides, I'm your woman now—my body is only for you to enjoy. Letting him watch feels like a desecration.”
Nicole Kidman shot a cold glance at Tom Cruise. “Master, your bitch begs you to fuck me somewhere else!”
Truth be told, Nicole Kidman didn't care if her husband watched her get fucked by another man. But she was terrified that Tom Cruise would spill the beans about how she'd schemed against Xiao Yi before!
She feared even more that his words would make this Chinese man in front of her abandon her.
“Roar!!!”
“Thud! Thud! Thud!”
“Grrgh~~ Grrgh~~~”
“You're right. My woman can only be fucked by me—only I get to admire her slutty, wanton face! Even if you're just my bitch, no other man deserves to defile you with his eyes. You've reminded me... I've got a fun idea.”
Listening to the zombies' frenzied roars outside the door, Xiao Yi suddenly thought of an even more thrilling way to play.
“Mo Dao!”
With Xiao Yi's summons, the Mo Dao reappeared in his hand. A flash of cold steel, and two spurts of blood sprayed out.
“Ah!!!” Tom Cruise's agonized scream echoed through the entire hall, driving the zombies outside into an even greater frenzy.
Two arms, dripping blood, thudded to the floor.
“Killing him would be too merciful. But keeping him around wastes my food and kills the mood between us. How about this—I set him free.”
Xiao Yi sliced through Tom Cruise's ropes with one stroke, grabbed him by the collar, hoisted him up, and headed straight for the second floor.
Outside the second-floor living room was a small balcony used for sunbathing in normal times.
From the balcony, one could see dozens of zombies crammed in the yard below, pounding desperately at the doors and windows.
Tom Cruise, minus one leg and both arms, was tossed onto the balcony like a helpless chick by Xiao Yi. His face was ashen, gasping his last breaths.
“Mrs. Cruise, how do you feel about fucking on this balcony?”
Xiao Yi sneered at Nicole, who had timidly followed behind him.
“M-Master... It's a bit cold out here... Why don't we go to the bedroom?”
Nicole Kidman shivered and huddled her body, the horrific sight of Tom Cruise filling her with even greater fear of the man before her.
And those roaring, maddened zombies downstairs terrified her even more.
“You won't be cold in a minute—you'll even feel hot!” Xiao Yi grinned wickedly and tossed the dog chain and collar in front of her.
“Since you want to be my bitch, in America, dogs have to be leashed. Even in the apocalypse, I don't want to break the law—I'm a very law-abiding citizen.”
Nicole Kidman was a rare beauty, a Hollywood superstar no less. Her looks, figure, fame, and that unique sea anemone pussy would captivate any man.
But Xiao Yi knew full well: women like her were too selfish, too vicious, too clever, too ruthless. He could never let his guard down around her, much less treat her like a cherished lover.
Women like this were only fit to be his sex slave and bitch!
To satisfy his lust whenever he needed it!
He would never give her any human rights!
“N-No... please, Master... This... this is too much...” Nicole stared at the dog chain, handcuffs, and ankle cuffs on the ground, her face full of humiliated agony.
She could sell her body for survival, become a Chinese man's plaything.
To her, it was a fair trade: she got to live comfortably and enjoy the pleasure of sex.
Occasionally playing the bitch to indulge this pervert's kinks was tolerable.
But being leashed like a real dog? Her innate arrogance, buried deep inside, refused to accept it.
“Master, you can call me your bitch, but I don't want to actually be one. Even in the apocalypse, I'm Nicole Kidman, Hollywood's rising star. I hope you'll give me the freedom and dignity I deserve...”
“I can be your woman, satisfy your desires, give you my body. But you can't strip me of my dignity and freedom...” The cold balcony wind snapped Nicole out of her lust-fueled frenzy. Her crazed sluttiness faded, and she threw a little tantrum.
If this Chinese man always dominated their relationship, she'd live on—but as a lowly wretch.
She had to change that!
Conquer this loser with her charms!
Nicole Kidman was confident she could subdue him with her voluptuous body and sharp wits!
“Besides... I'm your woman now... My pussy only opens for you. Making me your bitch would be wasting your own woman. It's not just humiliating me—it's humiliating you... You wouldn't want your woman to be a dog, right? Letting me stay your Hollywood goddess would make fucking me feel even more rewarding, wouldn't it?”
Nicole Kidman smiled seductively as she stepped forward, gently stroking Xiao Yi's cock, her face full of flattery.
Slap! Xiao Yi backhanded her hard across the face, then hoisted her up, draping half her body over the railing.
“Ah!! No! Master! Don't!!~~”
“Roar!! Roar roar!!!”
“Urgh~~~ Urgh urgh urgh~~~”
“Grrgh~~ Grrgh~~~”
Hearing Nicole's scream, the zombies downstairs went berserk, surging toward the base of the balcony. They clawed the air, roaring hungrily at her half-suspended body.