Cynthia's POV
I didn't expect to run into Arther here, and after Mr. Madison humiliated me once again, he slammed his cup on the floor and said he was going to take a nap. I finally got a chance to catch my breath, and I wanted to go back and wash my face and the disgusting smell off my body.
Mr. Madison can't be hard. He's too old. The day before yesterday, he tried to ruined my chastity, but no amount of effort could he penetrate. He told me to sit up on his member, and I cried for mercy. Finally, when he found there was nothing he could do, he tortured me in anger.
Today, he obviously did not relieve his anger and made me suffer even more. I was barely able to leave the room, and before I could clean up the physical mess, I met Arther coming home.
He was still as handsome as ever, h
