Su Li wasn’t very tall— about the same height as her younger sister.
The main difference was that Su Li was much more obedient than her sister.
If she gave Su Li money, Su Li would follow her orders without complaint.
But even if she handed money to her own sister, the girl would only rebel, doing everything she could to annoy her.
Bai Huizi pressed her slender fingers against Su Li’s pale cheek, watching her lips slowly pout.
Staring at Su Li, Bai Huizi drifted into a daze, as if the person before her wasn’t Su Li at all, but her own sister, Shen Cishu.
“I want to play a game with you. When it’s over, I’ll give you fifty thousand yuan.”
Su Li glanced at Bai Huizi, who wore a faint smile at the corner of her lips, but her own expression remained calm and unmoved.
Past clients had also played all sorts of strange games with her.
As long as the price was right, there was nothing she wouldn’t do.
It was always about fulfilling those cravings and needs that normal people couldn’t satisfy— enduring some physical and mental torment.
Physical pain was nothing; her body healed quickly. Mental torment wasn’t that hard to bear, either.
After all, she felt little emotion. Even humiliation didn’t bother her.
She looked at Bai Huizi, a little curious what new tricks Bai Huizi might come up with.
Bai Huizi’s fingers gently caressed her cheek, the tips cold, finally settling under Su Li’s chin and lifting her head to meet her gaze.
“What kind of game?”
Seeing Su Li’s calm face, Bai Huizi paused for a moment, briefly lost in thought.
To her, Su Li’s expression was hardly different from her own sister’s.
And the more Su Li acted like this, the more it fed that twisted desire deep in Bai Huizi’s heart.
“Come with me.”
Su Li didn’t understand, but still followed Bai Huizi. She watched as Bai Huizi took a black bodysuit from the wardrobe and handed it to her.
“Put this on first.”
Su Li didn’t mind Bai Huizi storing all sorts of clothes in her rented apartment.
When they signed the contract, Bai Huizi made it clear Su Li could use anything in the closet— she only needed to wash the clothes afterward and send a picture of herself wearing them to Bai Huizi.
Su Li noticed that this time, she didn’t need to wear a tail— just the bodysuit, which was no trouble at all.
She even felt that earning fifty thousand yuan was too easy, and grew more curious about what kind of game would follow.
“Next, you’ll play the Seal, and I’ll be your master and train you.”
Bai Huizi’s voice was still gentle, but her eyes revealed an undeniable pressure.
“Seal?”
But playing an animal didn’t require actually dressing up as one.
Especially when it came to games meant to satisfy Bai Huizi’s peculiar desires— clothes were the least important part.
She looked down at the bodysuit hugging her body. The fabric was smooth, like a specially tailored costume.
When Su Li finished changing, Bai Huizi’s eyes lit up.
The bodysuit perfectly outlined Su Li’s curves, especially her waist and hips, making her look especially alluring.
Once Su Li was dressed, Bai Huizi smiled and fetched a thin leather whip from the closet.
She lightly tapped it against her palm— “pa pa”— the sound crisp, her lips curled in a mysterious smile.
“Very good. Now, get down on the floor.”
Bai Huizi ordered, her tone tinged with excitement.
Su Li glanced at her, but ultimately obeyed and lay down on the floor.
Playing the Seal, after all, seemed worth fifty thousand yuan.
The floor was icy cold, her palms pressed against it, sending a chill straight into her bones.
But the cold didn’t bother her much. She simply waited quietly for Bai Huizi’s next command.
Some clients had their quirks, but most preferences could be broken down into steps.
Each step came with its own price tag, like completing a series of tasks.
She didn’t know how much lying down like this was worth— maybe a few hundred, maybe a few thousand.
“Now, like a Seal, crawl using your belly.”
Bai Huizi stood behind her, lightly tapping the whip on the floor, sending out a sharp crack.
Su Li tried to prop herself up with her elbows, but Bai Huizi flicked the whip gently against her hip.
“Don’t use your hands— use your belly.”
Bai Huizi’s voice was still soft, but her tone brooked no argument, tinged with a hint of annoyance— like a master scolding a disobedient pet.
Su Li closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began slowly sliding across the floor on her stomach.
Her movements were clumsy and slow, as if she really had become a Seal.
Bai Huizi watched intently from the side, her smile growing wider, her body unconsciously trembling.
She squeezed her legs tightly together, trying to keep herself from showing too much excitement.
“Good, keep going.”
Bai Huizi whispered, occasionally flicking the whip against Su Li’s body, as if guiding her movements.
Su Li’s breathing remained steady, her thoughts only on how much she might earn for each action, waiting for Bai Huizi’s next instruction.
She knew she should feel ashamed, but her mood was perfectly calm.
She had expected Bai Huizi to come up with something much more unusual.
Now, she actually felt a bit disappointed.
She had played both pet and master before.
This was nothing out of the ordinary. Judging from the rhythm of Bai Huizi’s whip, Su Li even felt that Bai Huizi was flirting with her in her own way.
At the same time, a strange pleasure welled up deep inside Bai Huizi. She pressed her lips together, her cheeks burning red.
Swinging the whip wasn’t physically taxing, but at this moment her breathing turned short and hurried, her expression feverish with excitement.
“Now, roll over.”
Bai Huizi suddenly said.
Su Li obeyed, rolling onto her back, facing upward.
Her chest heaved, and under the bodysuit, her skin was tinged with a faint blush.
Now, lying on the floor, she could see that at some point, Bai Huizi had already kicked off her slippers, revealing pearl-white toes curling slightly in excitement.
Beneath her skirt were Bai Huizi’s pale thighs— full and shapely. Beads of sweat trickled down her legs, dripping onto the floor.
As Bai Huizi’s body trembled, Su Li even caught a glimpse beneath the skirt.
Su Li noticed how delicate her ankles were, how her small feet arched gracefully as they pressed against the floor.
Under Bai Huizi’s skirt, there was nothing else.
…Why Seal?