Chapter 12 You’re Minced Meat, Hudson!

• After bumping into my mother-in-law and almost having sex with her despite the fact that I was supposed to be a cameo, I figured I had had enough drama for one night. It was a little past two in the morning when I got home. As soon as I stepped into the house, I could clearly hear the moans of two women.
• Bloody hell! Are they at it again? But something isn’t right! Although I already heard them multiple times, they never were this loud. What’s going on? Did they not lock the door? I wondered. In order to verify my conjecture, I tip-toed to Jessie’s room barefoot. I found out that the door was indeed unlocked when I arrived at her room; it opened a crack, which explained why I could hear them so distinctly.
• Although I was planning to leave, I was too curious about how women had sex to let the opportunity to know pass, so I leaned in to take a peek through the crack. Vaguely, I could see their bodies intertwined together on bed, which came as a shock. It was my first time ever witnessing two women having sex, which was so exhilarating that I was trembling from excitement. It was because of that same reason that I bumped my head on the door, producing a creaking noise.
• “Who’s there?” Both Jessie and Gemma stopped moving as soon as they heard the noise. Having quick reflexes, Jessie snapped her head back while yelling out loud.
• Meanwhile, I was dumbstruck by the sudden turn of events. “Nobody’s here!”
• “Hudson, I’ll kill you for peeking!” she bellowed, followed by Gemma’s shriek.
• By that point, I snapped back to my senses. Seeing Jessie rushing out of the room naked with a taser in her hand, I scrambled back into my room. Still feeling insecure even after locking her out, I moved a chair over to block the door. After that, I patted my chest, mumbling, “Whew! That was close!”
• Thud—thud—thud— A loud noise was heard when Jessie began banging on the door, all the while yelling, “Hudson, come out here, you wimp! I’m gonna cut that d*ck of yours off!”
• “I won’t go out! You come in here if you dare to!” I liked to bicker with Jessie, so I didn’t back down despite my guilty conscience. “I—”
• Thud—thud—thud— Jessie was still slamming on the door with all her might, but she didn’t have enough strength to open it as she was a woman after all. On the other hand, I was determined to keep the door closed even if it would cost me my life for fear of Jessie really cutting my d*ck off me.
• “You pervert! F*cking open the door!” she roared.
• “You’re the one who’s a pervert! You chose to have sex with someone else despite the fact that you live with your husband! You’re the pervert!” I retorted.
• Thud—thud—thud— “Get the f*ck out of your room if you’re a man!” she shouted while banging on the door.
• “You’ll know whether I’m a man if you give me a go!” I yelled. Just like that, Jessie continued banging on the door while I blocked it with a chair. While determined to never go back out under such circumstances, I retaliated mercilessly.
• We spent half an hour in a deadlock, as Jessie couldn’t open the door. After that, Gemma seemed to manage to drag her back into the room. Upon hearing that the noise died down, I plopped down on my bed.
• However, all I could recall was Jessie’s physique, and that she seemed to have no hair on her pubic area. I wonder if she shaved them, or if she was born like that? I wondered before slowly drifting into sleep. “Jessie, I’ll definitely bed you one day,” I mumbled before falling asleep.
• I didn’t wake up the next day until ten. However, instead of heading straight out of my room, I stuck my ear close to the door to try to pick up on movements outside my room. Normally, Jessie would’ve already left for work, but seeing that I acted like a voyeur last night, she might have set up an ambush, so I figured I should be more careful.
• After spending two minutes by the door, I noticed nothing out of the ordinary. Therefore, I opened the door quietly before checking in both directions. The house seemed to be empty, so I walked out of my room while whistling a tune. “Jessie, I never knew you had alopecia areata. One day, I’ll make sure that I f*ck you,” I mumbled on my way to the washroom to wash up. In the next moment, however, I shrieked at the top of my lungs, having been scared the living daylights out of me. “Aah! Jessie, did you not go to work?”
• The door to her room flung open as soon as I passed by her room, from which Jessie dashed out from within. “Why don’t you make a guess?” she asked with a morose look on her face.
• “You see... Last night... I—Let’s be civil about this!” Although I tried to flee, I was too slow. With the crackling noise of electricity, I could feel an excruciating pain on my back. Blacking out, I was on the brink of passing out, my head heavy. “Jessie, f*ck you for pulling this sh*t on me!” I spent the last of my strength cussing at her before passing out.
• Some time later, I regained consciousness. However, I didn’t open my eyes immediately, as I was afraid of my impending torture under Jessie’s hands.
• “Just let this slide, Jessie. Hudson might not have done it on purpose. After all, we didn’t close the door.” I could hear Gemma’s voice. Judging from their conversation, she and Jessie were deciding on a punishment for me. In the end, Gemma proved herself to be more noble-hearted. She’s such a nice girl.
• “What if he didn’t do it on purpose? You saw his outrageous behavior yesterday! I swear I’ll cut his d*ck off!” Jessie’s voice rang in the room.
• Upon hearing that, I shuddered in fear. You vile woman! I’ll make sure to f*ck you someday and let you have a taste of my mighty d*ck!
• “Jessie, you’re being too hard on Hudson. He couldn’t even lay a finger on you despite how gorgeous you are. Any other man might already have lost their mind,” Gemma said.
• “That’s because he’s a wimp, and not a man!” Jessie spat.
• Hearing Jessie belittle me like that riled me up so much that I could no longer hold back. I opened my eyes while yelling, “You ungrateful b*tch! And I’m no wimp! Not only did I save you, but I went undercover at Dreamscape Clubhouse for your sake! The only reason I didn’t force myself on you is because I respect women!”
• “As if! You’re only afraid of me seeking revenge against you if you ever did that.” She didn’t hesitate to expose me.
• “F*ck! Let me go, and you’ll see for yourself what I’m capable of! I’ll f*ck both of you!” Having seen both Gemma and Jessie’s curvaceous bodies last night, it would be a lie to say that I had no desire to f*ck them.
• “Hear that, Gemma? Men are all scum! They only spend time with you in order to get under your skirt!” Jessie told Gemma. Startled by her statement, I had a feeling that something felt off about it, but I didn’t know how I should retort. After all, who wouldn’t want to f*ck women as gorgeous as Jessie and Gemma? Did she expect men to approach her just to chat?
• Meanwhile, Jessie was examining me with a sinister look on her face while holding onto a whip. It wasn’t until I saw the whip that I noticed I was tied onto a chair while wearing nothing but my pants.
• “Jessie, you ungrateful b*tch! Release me! I’m working as your undercover agent at Dreamscape Clubhouse, you know!” By that point, I was indeed afraid of what might befall me. F*ck, I’m still a virgin! Having my d*ck cut off just because I took a peek at their naked bodies is so wrong! While I’m fine with it if I did get to f*ck them, but this is—
• “An undercover agent? Can you even enter the area reserved for S-class?” Jessie spat in disdain.
• “Release me!” I roared.
• “Afraid, are we?”
• “Of course not!” Although I was trembling with fear, I refused to admit it, as it had to do with my honor. Having been humiliated by Jessie multiple times, I was determined to defend my final shred of dignity.
• “From what I gather, whipping someone with a whip dipped in chili pepper water will give them excruciating pain. Would you like to try that?” With a crack of her whip, she asked with a smile on her face.
• “Do you even have the guts?” I roared despite her words sending a shiver down my spine.
• “We’ll see,” she snarked. “Even if I don’t shave that d*ck off of you, I’ll make sure that you suffer for peeking on us.”
• Knowing that I wouldn’t be able to escape, I began taunting her, “Yeah, not only did I see you naked, but I saw it so clearly that I know you have no pubic hair!”
• Crack! As soon as I said so, she cracked her whip. Instantly, I felt a burning sensation on my left shoulder. “F*ck! Are you serious?” I bellowed.
• “Serves you right for being a prick!” Although she seemed to be frightened by her own actions, she still managed to yell at me while maintaining her facade.
• “Just let it slide, Jessie!” Gemma quickly began dragging her away.
• Meanwhile, I was infuriated by the pain on my shoulder. “Don’t go, you ungrateful b*tch! Let me go!”
• Unfortunately, my cries fell on deaf ears. After that, both of the women had changed their clothes, seemingly ready to leave. Before Jessie left, she checked on me again. “I won’t waste my strength whipping you. I’ll just starve you for a day. Consider this as your punishment for peeking.”
• “You *sshole! I’m not to be blamed since you’re the ones who didn’t close the door! Let go of me! I need to go to work at the clubhouse tonight!” I cried.
• “No way in hell!”
• “You’ll regret it if you don’t!” I roared.
• “Is that so?” With a pout, Jessie looked at me mockingly before turning to leave with Gemma by her side.
• Just when they opened the door to leave, I yelled, “I saw your mother at the clubhouse!” Bloody hell! You’re the ones who forced my hand!