Sienna Johnson really felt she had so nerve; after being brought back by Uncle, she had actually fallen asleep in a strange room.
BANG, BANG...
Sienna was awakened by the sound of gunshots. She sat up with a start and looked around the unfamiliar environnt, feeling a bit dazed and unable to discern her whereabouts.
"Miss Mai, are you awake? Would you like to eat now?" A plump, slightly dark-skinned woman was in her room. Seeing Sienna awake, she greeted her in the Amwan Language.
As the servant approached, Sienna noticed that she was incredibly tall, a height that would be considered tall even for a man.
"Alright, thank you." Sienna rubbed her temples; her head ached a bit.
"My na is Deborah, and I am a servant here. Uncle asked to take care of you. Just let know if you need anything." Deborah placed a neatly folded set of clothes on Sienna’s bed and said, "Your clothes are torn; these are for you to wear."
"Thank you."
"Miss Mai, you don’t have to be so polite." Deborah smiled at Sienna, looking sowhat amiable. Despite this, Sienna didn’t dare to let her guard down.
"Excuse , where is this?"
Last night, when Uncle brought her back, it had been so dark, and she was still in the car, so she hadn’t known where he had taken her. She only knew that the car had driven for quite a while.
"This is Uncle’s mansion."
"Where’s Uncle?"
"Uncle has gone for a military inspection and won’t be back for a few days."
Sienna breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Uncle would be gone temporarily. Otherwise, she really wouldn’t have known how to face him. Adrian Desmond had said that Uncle was an enormously fat man, weighing over three hundred pounds, capable of crushing a woman. The very thought was terrifying; she certainly didn’t want to be crushed by Uncle. That would be an absolute nightmare.
"Can I walk around?" Sienna asked tentatively.
"Of course," Deborah readily agreed.
This was an unexpected delight. Sienna didn’t show it on her face, but her heart was overjoyed. Only by familiarizing herself with her surroundings would she be able to plan an escape.
「 」
Knowing Uncle wasn’t there, Sienna relaxed considerably. She ate and drank as she pleased and then strolled around the spacious mansion. Security was tight, with surveillance caras, electrified barbed wire on the high walls, and ard soldiers patrolling.
Sienna walked around all day, realizing she had no chance of escaping unless there was so secret passage.
"Miss Mai..." Servant Deborah approached, slowly pushing a cleaning trolley.
Sienna was sitting on the veranda railing, taking a break. She was wearing Himakati’s traditional costu, called an Ao Dai, which was sowhat similar to an Orienta cheongsam. "Ao Dai" was a beautiful na, and the garnt itself was exquisite.
The Ao Dai was made of lightweight, soft silk fabric, tailored in a style similar to an Orienta cheongsam, but slit high on both sides from the waist down. It was worn with wide-legged pants in either a matching pattern or white fabric, making it convenient for any activity, whether squatting, sitting, or riding a bicycle.
Sienna’s white Ao Dai was paired with matching white pants. Her black hair was tied into a long braid. She had a slender, well-proportioned figure, an attractive silhouette that could make a man’s blood boil.
"Hello!" Sienna greeted.
Sienna turned her head. Against the backdrop of the sky, awash with colorful clouds, she smiled beautifully at Deborah, who froze in place.
Sienna straightened the pleats of her skirt, stood up, and gracefully walked toward Deborah. "Uncle’s mansion is so big; I’m tired from all the walking."
Deborah didn’t respond.
"What’s wrong?" Sienna asked, noticing sothing seed off with Deborah. "Are you not feeling well?"
"If you’re not feeling well, go take a rest."
Deborah shook her head, pushed her cart, and quickened her pace as she walked away. Sienna stared at her broad back for a while, finding the situation inexplicable.
「 」
In Uncle’s mansion, there were many won. Each possessed distinct features, yet they all shared one common trait: beauty. They were like a garden of captivating flowers, each with a thousand charms.
During dinner, all the won ate together in a large dining room. When Sienna realized all these won belonged to Uncle, she couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for him.
Glancing around, Sienna estimated there were at least seventy or eighty won, all young and dressed in Ao Dais, as enchanting as morning dew.
"My na is Mai, what’s yours?" Mai chatted with a young-looking girl sitting next to her.
"...Where are you from? How did you end up here?"
The girl looked weary, like a soulless doll, making Sienna’s heart skip a beat. She scanned the won at the table; their beautiful eyes all seed empty.
It felt like eating with a bunch of human puppets. The dining table was silent, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. Sienna suddenly felt a chill down her spine. She didn’t dare to speak to the other won again, quietly finished her al, and returned to her room.
What kind of place is this? Sienna lay on the bed, burying her face in the pillow, muttering to herself.
When Deborah walked in, she saw an alluring scene: Sienna’s beautifully curved body, her firm, round buttocks... CLICK. Deborah locked the door.
The sound of the lock startled Sienna. She sat up and looked toward Deborah, her eyes still soft, a hint of surprise in them. "You... are you looking for ? Is sothing the matter?"
Why lock the door?
What did this woman want to do to her?
Deborah walked to the window and, with a SWISH, drew the curtains. Sienna watched her, her confusion deepening. "Why are you drawing the curtains? I don’t want to sleep yet."
Deborah remained silent.
"I’m fine," Sienna said, just wanting Deborah to leave. "I can take care of myself. You can go about your work."
Deborah walked toward Sienna. Sienna, who always focused on people’s eyes first, saw that Deborah’s gaze had changed. It wasn’t the way a woman looked at another woman; it was the way a man looked at a woman.
"What are you going to do?"
Feeling sothing was amiss, Sienna glanced around, searching for a weapon to defend herself, but Deborah pinned her down before she could find one. Sienna glared, her eyes wide with anger. She’d never imagined that after being captured by Uncle, she would be assaulted by a woman.
"Deborah, do you know what you’re doing? I am Uncle’s woman... Mmph..."
I’ve been kissed by an ugly woman!
For a woman with a completely normal sexual orientation, being kissed by another woman was a horrendous experience. Sienna jerked her head from side to side, trying to avoid the disgusting kiss, but Deborah relentlessly pursued her, not letting her escape!
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