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She is a half Japanese and France. Lily is a petite girl with dark iris which always look bright. Her life was perfect until one day, someone kidnapped her and brought her to La Romana City. A beautiful romantic town in Spain.

It was something she would never have imagined in her entire life. La Rose is what people called it, the place where Lily was traded as a slave. Correct it, an underage slave since she's just 16. And soon after that, the owner of the Inc. gave her a new nickname "Lolita".

The innocent Lily started to live her life in the dark slavery world at the moment when she showed her nude body to a stranger. She ducked her head deeply, biting her cherry lip as she hold on to a piece of silk which covered her body. The stranger in front of her keep staring in excitement, his gaze was sharp, prick, yet there is something dazzling in it.

The man gestured vaguely, almost seething as he can't hold the rush to see her body plainly. It was ominous, but she knew there was nothing to do either. In a slight of quivered clutch, she let go of the silk to skimmed leisurely across her milky skin.

Her heart rate was quickened while the crimson shade across the cheeks grew to its ripen. The man's eyes was dilated, he hastily walked toward her. Looking at her from head to toe. She was tantalizing. A perfection in one figure of a breathtaking little angel. The wisp flew along her chest, covered her breast mildy. The man narrowed the space which separated them, he reached out his arm and landed his palm on her willowy hip which made him thinking of what a nice size she could have. It was not that skinny, not a grease, it was just really good to relish. He scrupulously leaning down and lifted up her chin and followed by a series of intake of breath.

The flushed girl tried to avoid his gaze as she felt his cool fingers wrapped around her hip even tighter, it was inexplicable but she finally decided to look at him in the eye. Something sent a shock wave which rippling across the surface of her skin, it is his thumb pressed on her rosy tits. She winced, biting her lower lip but he kept on looking at the luscious picture of her. A sequence of snort he let go, he turned his head to the man behind him, La Rose Escort's owner.


"I will pay for this one."

That's what he said to the other man.

"She is difficult to find. Virgin, young, perfect body, an she is well educated is a complement."

No answer. She cowered in fear to realized those people are talking about her. He snorted in a seething lust, parted her pussy lips and slide down to her thighs, widened the space between her cunt. He murmured vaguely, "I'll pay for any price for the priceless lolita." Along with the rumble desire, he thrust his middle finger to the tight pussy. She was twitchy, doing nothing but a reticence. The man intently rubbed on her pussy, thrusting deeper like he was going to make sure if she's a virgin or not. While the other fingers enjoyed the rim of her smooth pussy lips.