Craving for him

For the next two weeks, Mike was using Jennifer as he wants. Mike never gets tired, he fuck her morning and night and still had her do all the house chores. For Jennifer, she was getting more addicted to him. She doesn't see his sexual assault as one, or even as a punishment anymore.

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"I think it's time to change your room." Mike said.

"Change my room? Nothing is wrong with this room. I'm not complaining." Jennifer replied.

"You don't tell me what to do. Come with me." Mike said and made his way out of the room and she followed him. The room was a little bit far from the other room. Mike got to the door and it opened by itself without doing anything. The door was programmed that only him can open the door.

They entered and Jennifer was shocked. It was a vip room. She have never seen that kind of beautiful room, even in movies.

"Come here." He commanded and Jennifer walked over to where he was standing. "Place your hand here." He pointed at the finger print machine and she place