Mason Xu grinned smugly, shrugged his shoulders, and without even looking back, snatched the blonde Lucy from Jason Dai's arms, dragging her into his own embrace. His hands slipped inside her blouse, roughly squeezing and kneading her ample curves as he leered and said in English, "Lucy, my little darling, come on, beg for me! I just love hearing you plead. Beg me and I'll give you what you want! Heh heh..."
Lucy knew exactly what Mason Xu meant. She immediately played along, moaning loudly and wrapping her legs around Mason's waist, while his hand moved down and forcefully hooked into her!
"Ah! Baby, don't stop! I'm begging you, harder, even harder! Faster, faster, give it to me! Oh! I love you so much!" Lucy clung to Mason like a water snake, her hands roaming over his body as she cried out, the scene utterly wild and shameless!
While Mason was busy with Lucy, he turned and leered at Jason Dai, saying, "Heh heh, Jason, did you see that? Women are like this! You gotta train them this way if you want them to really enjoy it! Am I right?"
Jason Dai blushed and nodded in agreement, "Yeah, yeah, Mason, you're amazing—so much experience, so many ideas! I really admire you." With his secrets in Mason's hands, he was more obedient than a grandson.
Queenie Huang's face was almost purple with anger. Next to her, Sweetie Chow and the group of gorgeous girls from Elite English Academy were all blushing furiously, shocked by Mason Xu's beastly behavior. To think he'd be so brazen in public! Mason was even more twisted than the rumors said—"playboy" didn't begin to describe him.
Mason himself was getting fired up by Lucy's skillful teasing. He deliberately glanced at Queenie Huang, whose expression was unreadable, and shouted to Jason Dai, "Hey, Jason, look, I'm helping you get her all worked up. Now it's your turn! Honestly, I'm kind of bored with foreign girls—suddenly craving some local flavor. You know, Hong Kong's classic treats. Haven't had them in ages. If I could get some now, I'd be in a really good mood. When I'm in a good mood, I'm easy to talk to. And when I'm easy to talk to, anything can be negotiated."
As he spoke, Mason turned and leered at Queenie Huang, muttering to himself, "Hmm, I wonder if anyone wants to treat me to some classic Hong Kong dim sum right now! I'm craving a double helping. If I get it, I'll forget all about that video. But if not, oh well—I'll just go back to my Western food and watch some videos, heh heh."
Queenie Huang instantly understood what he meant. A wave of humiliation washed over her. She was supposed to be a proud daughter of destiny, but now Mason Xu had her secrets in his hands. Even though she wanted to kill him, she was clearly outnumbered and at a total disadvantage.
Sweetie Chow also got Mason Xu's drift. Crying, she clung to Queenie Huang's hand, "Queenie, Queenie, what do we do? What should we do now? He... he wants us to go over! I don't want to be exposed! Queenie, I... I think we should go, just pretend it's being bitten by a dog. I just hope he'll keep his word and give our stuff back."
Queenie Huang wrestled with her thoughts, knowing that if she and Sweetie Chow went over, they'd be walking right into the wolf's den. Mason Xu wouldn't just toy with them—he'd probably let other men join in after he was done. She knew all too well that this sicko loved that sort of thing.
Mason Xu's eyes darted hungrily between Queenie Huang and Sweetie Chow, then greedily over the dozen or so gorgeous girls behind them, so excited he was practically drooling. Seeing Sweetie Chow wavering, he grinned wickedly, "Heh heh, big-breasted beauty, don't worry, I'm not a dog—I won't bite you. I'm more like a tiger, and I'll show you what a tiger on the prowl feels like! Hurry up, stop hesitating. If you don't come now, I might change my mind, and then you'll regret it. If those pretty girls behind you want to join, I guarantee it'll be a wild party—ha ha!"
As he spoke, Mason pulled a small packet of cocaine from his pocket, took a deep sniff, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes in bliss. Then, turning away, he tossed out, "Heh, I'm off to get ready—double helping of classic Hong Kong treats! I think I'll add some extra spice this time. Makes it even tastier..."
He waved to his burly bodyguard nearby, "Bobby, set up a gangway so we can cross to the other yacht."
"Got it, Boss Mason..." The bodyguard quickly fetched a metal gangway, laying it between the two yachts to make a temporary bridge.
Mason Xu waved triumphantly at Queenie Huang, "Heh, Queenie, I've already made the first move—now it's your turn! My patience is limited, so you'd better hurry up. I'll be waiting for you in the lower cabin. If I don't see you in five minutes, I'll open the floodgates and send you ashore."
With that, he turned and headed down to the lower cabin. Inside, three couples were tangled together, going at it with wild abandon—the sounds of pleasure echoing all around. Mason strode in and announced loudly, "Heh, everyone pause for a second, change spots! I'm about to enjoy some classic Hong Kong treats here—fresh goods, and I don't want to be disturbed."
One of the men immediately stopped and asked, "Oh! Fresh goods, huh? Awesome! Boss Mason, after you're done, do we get a turn too?"
Mason Xu leered at him, "Of course! When have I ever not shared with you guys?"
The man grinned excitedly, "That's right! Boss Mason is the most generous—always shares the fun and the girls with his brothers!"
Mason Xu chuckled, "Glad you know the drill. You guys go play on another level—I'm about to get some 'supplements' and warm up! Tonight, we're going for a double treat!"
The three men in the cabin burst out laughing, "Damn! Boss Mason's taking supplements now? And going for a double treat? These two girls must be top-notch, or Mason wouldn't need the extra boost!"
The women pouted, "Wow... Boss Mason, you're so biased! When you're with us, you never take supplements!"
Mason glanced at her and waved, "Heh, those two aren't like you. Don't ask so many questions! Out you go—I've got to start my supplements now!"
The women rolled their eyes but obediently followed the men out. They knew that when Mason Xu made a decision, no one dared to oppose him.
Once they'd left, Mason Xu squatted by a password-protected electronic safe, punched in the code, and the safe popped open with a beep. Inside were all sorts of colorful, bizarre items.
Mason pulled out a pack of capsules—American-made, labeled 'mannish' in big letters. He swallowed several at once, then grabbed a bottle of 'Seal Essence' (海狗壮阳chūn) with traditional Chinese characters, poured a full glass, and chugged it down.
After that, he took out some handcuffs, ropes, whips, candles, and other toys from the safe, laying them out on the big bed in the cabin. Once everything was ready, his body was already reacting. Mason shouted in excitement, climbed onto the bed, did a weird warm-up routine, and checked the time—five minutes had passed. Just then, he heard Bobby's voice at the door: "Boss Mason, they're here!"
"Let them in right now!" Mason was overjoyed, already plotting who to start with and what tricks to use. The cabin door swung open.
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