Feeling desperate, Nicole thought she would rather die than be with this man.

Just then, she stepped on something hard.

Looking down, Nicole saw a sturdy stainless steel fruit fork. She quickly picked it up. Hearing the man approaching, she had no time to hide it properly, so she tucked it into her shorts.

The man noisily pushed open the door and entered. Before the man entered, Nicole had seated obediently.

Relieved at her seeming obedience, the man placed the large wooden bucket of water inside the room and said, “Hurry up and wash yourself!"

The bucket was old and had likely been used by many people, including filthy men. Nicole found it repulsive. She frowned and asked, “Kind sir, do you have another bucket?"

Growing impatient, the man snapped, "What's with all the demands? Do you want to wash or not? If you keep making excuses, I'll take you outside to do it!"

“Okay, kind sir. Please don't be angry," Nicole replied in a low, fearful voice.

Seeing that the man had no intention of leaving, Nicole didn't dare ask further. He urged her, "You only have three hours before dawn. Can you hurry up?"

Nicole nodded repeatedly. “Okay, okay. I'll do it now."

She turned her back to him, removing her jacket and then her tank top, leaving only a bra covering her beautiful back.

The sight of her delicate, butterfly-shaped shoulder blades made the man's heart race. Drooling, he demanded, "Turn around and take it off in front of me!"

Feigning shyness, Nicole replied, "Sir, the allure of mystery is more enticing. I'll give you a performance later."

Excited by the promise of a performance, the man could hardly contain his anticipation. Under the assumption that Nicole was a call girl experienced in her line of work and likely knew a lot of tricks, he anticipated she would be far more intriguing than those dull women who were timid.

Nicole began to remove her pants instead. She placed her slender hands on her waist, revealing her delicate midriff, which was incredibly tempting.

The man grew aroused and increasingly anxious.

Nicole, adept at teasing, slowly undressed, heightening his desire.

Eager to see what else she had in store, the man forced himself to be patient.

As Nicole moved her hand from behind her back to the front, she grasped the fruit fork firmly and then slowly turned around.

The man, fixated on Nicole's alluring curves, drooled. "Sweetie, why did you stop?"