The Quagmire of Desire: From Gambling Addict and Village Flower to Movie Queen

The swaying of the carriage finally stopped.

The door was pulled open from the outside, and a slightly cool evening breeze blew in, making Sun Xiaoyan shiver.

The truck driver jumped out of the truck and shouted to a man squatting by the roadside smoking, "Old Ma, I've brought you two girls, both very attractive, at the agreed price."

The man called Old Ma stood up, threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, then walked over and peered into the car through the door.

He glanced at Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling, nodded, and took out a roll of money from his pocket and handed it to the driver.

The driver counted the passengers, chuckled, and gestured with his chin towards the passenger compartment: "Girls, we're here. Get off. This Boss Ma is a decent man. If you follow him, you'll have a good life."

After saying that, he jumped back into the driver's seat, and the truck sputtered away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling helped each other out of the car, their legs still weak.

Old Ma, the farm owner, rubbed his hands together, a smile plastered on his face: "Ladies, you must be tired from your journey, come in, come in."

He led them to a courtyard by the roadside. The courtyard was quite large, but it looked a bit old, like a place that was used for farm stays. However, it was deserted at the moment, and there were no other guests.

"My place is secluded, there's hardly anyone around," Old Ma said as he walked. "I just want some peace and quiet. You guys take a shower first, I'll go get something to eat, you must be starving!"

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling were indeed hungry and tired, and their bodies were sticky. Hearing that they could take a shower and have a meal, they felt a little relieved.

The boss led them into a private room with a separate bathroom and a fairly new-looking water heater.

"You guys wash up, I'll go make the food, I'll call you when it's ready," the boss said, closing the door behind him as he left.

After the footsteps faded into the distance, Liu Meiling whispered, "That boss... he seems alright?"

Sun Xiaoyan didn't say anything, walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet, and hot water gushed out.

Her mind was in turmoil, but the feeling of hot water being poured over her body made her stop thinking about anything for the time being.

The two quickly took a shower and changed into the only set of relatively clean clothes they had in their bag.

Just as I finished cleaning up, the boss knocked on the door and said the food was ready.

On the table in the main room, there were four dishes and a soup, including fish and meat, as well as a large bowl of white rice.

"Just grab something to eat. It's a rural area, nothing fancy, don't mind the food," the owner said warmly.

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling looked at the table full of dishes, and their stomachs started growling uncontrollably.

From yesterday until now, they have only eaten the dry steamed buns given to them by the driver.

The two sat down, initially a little reserved, but hunger got the better of them, and they picked up their bowls and wolfed down their food.

The boss sat opposite them, watching them eat with a smile, but barely touched his own chopsticks.

"Eat slowly, don't choke. It's not easy being away from home," he said.

As Sun Xiaoyan ate, her nose started to sting.

Along the way, Guo Daqiang, the truck driver, was no good at all.

This boss was the first person to tell them that "it's not easy."

After finishing her meal, Sun Xiaoyan took out the crumpled few dozen yuan from her bag, intending to pay for the meal.

The boss quickly waved his hands, "No, no! It's just a meal, consider it my treat. You've been through a lot. Just stay here and get a good night's sleep, I've already tidied up the rooms."

He led them to another, more spacious room, which had a large bed, new blankets and pillows, and a faint smell of laundry detergent.

"You sleep in this room, I'll sleep next door. Call me if you need anything." After saying that, the boss glanced at them again before turning around and leaving, closing the door behind him.

The room fell silent.

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling lay on that soft, large bed, feeling like they were dreaming.

"Is this boss... really a good person?" Liu Meiling muttered.

"I don't know," Sun Xiaoyan said, looking at the ceiling, "but it's better than the previous two."

After a long day of work, as soon as I relax, I feel sleepy.

As they talked, their voices grew softer and softer until they drifted off to sleep.

Sun Xiaoyan didn't know how long she had slept, but she felt something was wrong.

She felt hot all over, not the kind of heat that comes from being covered by a blanket, but a burning heat that seemed to seep into her very bones.

It feels like ants are crawling inside me, an unbearable itch, and there's an emptiness somewhere inside that I long to be filled.

She opened her eyes and found Liu Meiling wriggling beside her, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glazed over.

"Meiling... I'm so hot..." Sun Xiaoyan's voice was hoarse.

"Me too... Xiaoyan, I... I feel so bad..." Liu Meiling gasped for breath, her hand unconsciously clutching her collar.

Their eyes met, and they both saw that unfamiliar, burning desire in each other's eyes.

The effects of the medicine have fully kicked in.

Reason vanished like a broken wire.

Sun Xiaoyan reached out and touched Liu Meiling's burning face. Liu Meiling let out a soft moan and hugged her back.

The clothes were torn open at some point, and the burning skin pressed together slightly relieved the empty itch, but aroused an even deeper desire.

The two entangled on the bed, their breathing growing heavier.

Just then, there was a "click".

That's the sound of a phone taking a picture.

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling stopped abruptly, as if doused with cold water, and turned to look at the door.

There was a girl standing at the door, about eighteen or nineteen years old, quite pretty, with a ponytail and wearing pajamas.

She was holding her phone up to them, a lewd and excited smile on her face.

"Keep going, don't stop," the girl said with a clear, cheerful voice, but the words were chilling.

Sun Xiaoyan quickly pulled the blanket over her body, her voice trembling, "Who...who are you?"

"Me?" The girl walked in, waving her phone. "My name is Xiaoya, and this boss is my dad. Brilliant, truly brilliant! I had my dad add something to the food, and it really paid off!"

Liu Meiling regained some of her senses, and was both shocked and furious: "Your father drugged me? What are you trying to do!"

"I don't want to do anything," Xiaoya tilted her head, her eyes darting over their bare shoulders and legs, "I just think it's fun. You two have such great figures, look at those breasts, those butts..."

As she spoke, she gestured with her hand in front of her chest, a hint of frustration in her voice: "I just can't do it. My boyfriend broke up with me after a few times because of this, saying it wasn't interesting. I was so angry that I drugged him and sent him to my aunt. My aunt weighs 200 pounds, she'd crush him!"

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling felt a chill run down their spines. Was this girl out of her mind?

"I just wanted to see how it looks on women with good figures, to learn from their experience so I could use it on my new boyfriend next time."

Xiaoya leaned closer to the bed, pointing her phone camera at them again. "You two were so beautiful just now, I couldn't bear to let other men touch you, so I kept my dad out. Sure enough, as soon as I came in, you two started doing it. Come on, keep performing, let me film you clearly."

"You're a pervert!" Liu Meiling cursed.

Xiaoya's face darkened, and she waved her phone: "Continue. Otherwise, I'll call my dad in right now. He's waiting outside. Do you think he'll listen to me, or to you two outsiders?"

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling froze.

The effects of the medicine were still burning inside, and the body craved to continue.

The girl in front of them had a crazed look in her eyes and held leverage over them.

There might really be a grown man waiting outside the door.

Despair was like ice water poured over my head.

Under the burning effects of the medicine and Xiaoya's gaze, Sun Xiaoyan trembled and hugged Liu Meiling again.

Liu Meiling closed her eyes and responded resignedly.

Xiaoya smiled with satisfaction, adjusting the angle of her phone and muttering to herself, "Yes, just like that... spread your legs a little wider... tsk, this skin is so nice..."

Just then—

dong dong dong.

A knocking sounded suddenly.

Three taps, neither too light nor too heavy.

The three people in the room froze simultaneously.

Xiaoya's hand, holding the phone, froze in mid-air.

Sun Xiaoyan and Liu Meiling hugged each other, too afraid to move.

Outside the door, the voice of the farm owner, Old Ma, could be heard:

"Xiaoya? Are you in there? What are you doing so late?"