Chapter 168: Jenny’s Internal Thoughts**

"Get on your fours, Jenny."

"W-Wh-What?"

Heat rushed straight to her face and her whole body stiffened.

Just the idea of getting on all fours like a little bitch felt so humiliating and shameful that her stomach twisted.

He would be right behind her, able to see every inch of her body, while all she would see was the mattress and the two other women lying nearby on the bed.

Andrea was already asleep, spent and quiet after her own turn.

Rose remained passive for reasons Jenny did not understand and, quite frankly, did not care about.

The gorgeous, seductive demonic beauty could stay silent forever as far as Jenny was concerned. She had greater things to worry about right now.

And the top priority was Fredrinn’s sudden, overbearing, and deeply shameful order.

Her pride surged forward first. It tried to convince her there was no need to listen. She had chosen him as a partner, not as a master or some general who only knew how to bark commands.

She was not a toy. She was not livestock. She wasn’t a slave. She should be able to say no.

Then her lust burst forward just as strongly, speaking in a sweet, coaxing voice inside her head.

It told her that pride had no real place in a good relationship. Pride only brought comparison, and comparison was the bane of existence.

To drive the point home, the same voice in her head pointed out that she probably would not have reacted so strongly to the order if she had not just watched Andrea get fucked in a completely different position.

Comparison had made the doggy-style demand feel worse than it needed to.

Of course, the entire thought process was mostly bullshit.

In the current age, a person still needed some pride in a relationship or they risked getting walked all over without even noticing until it was too late.

But none of that clear thinking mattered right now. These were only the frantic fantasies Jenny was cooking up inside her own head while she tried to decide whether to obey or refuse.

Luckily—or unluckily—for her, Fredrinn made the decision easier.

He slid his hand between her ass cheeks. His fingers brushed lightly against her wet folds, spreading the slickness that had already gathered there.

"Hnngh~"

The soft sound escaped before she could stop it. Her hips twitched toward the touch even as her mind kept arguing.

"What’s taking so long, Jenny?"

Fredrinn spoke in a calm, almost patient tone. She could feel the solid presence of his body right behind her, the heat of his skin, the weight of his naked lust and desire as he looked at her fully exposed figure.

The knowledge that he was staring so openly made her feel shy and aroused to no end. Her ears burned. Her nipples tightened against the sheets.

’Let’s stop hesitating...’

Jenny gulped down her saliva. Slowly, she applied pressure through her arms and shifted her knees until she was properly on all fours.

The position felt even more exposing than she had imagined. Her breasts hung low, full and soft, swaying hypnotically with every small twitch of her body.

Her back dipped into a natural arch. Her ass remained raised toward him, the earlier red handprint still faintly visible on one cheek.

Every line of her gorgeous figure was on full display under his eyes.

Fredrinn did not hold back. He took in the entire view, intending to burn the scene into his mind.

His cock hardened even further from pure arousal, the tip already beginning to glisten with precum as he stared at the gorgeous blonde beauty in front of him.

Jenny clutched the bedsheets in both fists, riding the heavy waves of shame while she kept her head low.

At the same time, her pussy trembled openly from need and leftover pleasure.

The burn on her ass cheek had already stopped hurting in any real way. Now it only served as a constant, tingling reminder of his earlier touch... The lingering sensation of his thumb stroking the cheek.

With his cock fully hard and precum already forming at the tip, Fredrinn stopped bothering about further tests of her masochism for the moment.

He had seen enough already and he couldn’t wait for any longer.

He pressed the blunt head of his cock against her clit first, letting it slide slowly through the lubricated, wet folds of her cunt without entering yet. The hot, smooth friction made her moan at once.

Her back arched even lower. Her head curled upward on instinct, the classic pose of a little bitch being stimulated for the first time.

For Fredrinn the sight was far more arousing than most people would believe. The contrast between her obvious embarrassment and the way her body kept pushing back toward him went straight to his core.

He slid one hand along her bare back, enjoying the smooth warmth of her skin, until his fingers reached her hair. In one smooth move he gathered the strands and wrapped them around his fist.

He tugged lightly, just enough to lift her head a little more, as he leaned down against the curve of her back.

His free hand snaked over her delicate skin without any good intentions, making its way towards the twin peaks that were currently swaying and jiggling without any restraint.

In just a second, he had already caught one, squeezing it light enough to not cause pain but hard enough that she could thoroughly feel his presence all over her body.

He wanted to overload her with sensations and bring out the masochist, submissive Jenny that she was hiding deep inside her.

And to do that... He just had to make her hazy enough.

He peppered small, soft kisses against her shoulder, over her bare back as she kept arching into his touch due to the pleasure.

His cock pressed against her clit and he leaned closer, his chest pressing against the back as he whispered in a cold, raspy tone.

"I am going to thrust in now. It will hurt, so bear with it, yes?"