Infinite Paradise

"Welcome, everyone, to my party."

Amid the eagerly anticipated gazes, Marilyn, fashionably late, emerged from the pink curtains wearing a pure white low-cut gown and high heels. Naturally beautiful, she didn't need much adornment; her every move exuded a stunning charm, instantly capturing the attention of everyone present.

"Marilyn! Marilyn! Marilyn..."

Men shouted her name loudly, and even some women were mesmerized by Marilyn's beauty, their eyes glazed with admiration.

"First, let us praise the great God of Slaanesh. It is because of His existence that we come together here. Under the guidance of the God of Slaanesh, we no longer need to be bound by hypocritical morals and chastity. We can freely pursue all the beautiful things in this world, cast aside the shackles of morality, indulge in the pleasures of the flesh, and immerse ourselves in the blissful ocean of Spirit..."

"Let's begin, my friends, tonight there will be no distinction between high and low, noble and humble. There will only be men and women. Please release your hormones, and, as usual, stain this pure white gown filthy, and at the pinnacle of ecstasy, let us dedicate it all to that great, joyful, omnipotent existence!"

Marilyn's sharp, clear voice resounded through the hall, her words seeming to possess infinite Magic Power, instantly igniting everyone's passion.

Marilyn then took off her high heels and flung them away. The shoes traced a perfect parabolic line in midair, caught by two men who, overwhelmed by bursting hormones, both kissed and licked the shoes, appearing almost crazed.

At the same time, some men and women had already begun tearing each other's clothes, ready to engage instantly.

Of course, there were many more men who didn't act but looked at Marilyn with anticipation.

Undoubtedly, Marilyn was the most dazzling presence at the party. Every man there hoped to vent his desires on her; however, not everyone was qualified, so whenever Marilyn's gaze swept over them, these men would spare no effort to display their charm, hoping to increase their chances of being chosen.

"Get out of the way!"

With a heavy sound, Raymond pushed several men obstructing his path and quickly stepped forward to Marilyn, gazing at her with infatuation.

"Marilyn, you are still so breathtakingly beautiful. I want to possess you right now!"

Raymond couldn't wait any longer; in his eyes, the first man to have Marilyn that night had to be him, so he reached out for her without hesitation.

Raymond, towering over two meters tall with a burly physique, stood in front of the petite Marilyn like a giant. He reached for her like an eagle catching a chick, intending to embrace her and play with her wantonly. However, Marilyn chuckled and flitted away like a butterfly.

"Hehe, Raymond, you can't be so impatient. There are so many guests here, and I still want to talk to them all."

"Are they more important than me?"

"Of course not, but I prefer a gradual approach... of course, if you can catch me..." Marilyn threw a seductive glance at Raymond, her body swaying.

Raymond, a man of nine and a half feet tall, couldn't withstand such temptation and instantly felt his mouth dry and a fiery desire rising uncontrollably within him.

"Alright, it's your words. If I catch you, you're mine tonight."

Raymond, a straightforward and simple man, didn't understand the so-called flirtation and foreplay, charging straight at Marilyn. Fortunately, he was smart enough to understand not to cause any fatalities in such settings, restraining his strength accordingly. However, his actions still caused considerable inconvenience to those around.

Marilyn, on the other hand, loved to weave through the crowd, which wasn't a problem for her, but as Raymond followed swiftly, it immediately sent the people scattering in panic.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Watching people scatter like chicks, Raymond suddenly found enjoyment in this game, laughing heartily.

Though Raymond was happy, others harbored complaints. They had the opportunity for pleasure and the chance to possess the beautiful body of Ms. Marilyn, two joyful things that should have brought even greater happiness, but why... why was this guy here?!

Raymond was indeed someone despicable by nature; wherever he went, he could immediately showcase his talent, infuriating both men and women in just moments.

Raymond was blissfully unaware of this.

Marilyn, taking advantage of her speed, walked Raymond like a dog. She knew men like him all too well. Pulling and teasing, she occasionally let him touch her clothes, eliciting frantic scratches and screams from him as he pitched a tent.

However, Marilyn was well aware of Raymond's limited patience. Gradually, the two of them arrived at a corner of the hall, and with a turn, Marilyn disappeared behind the curtain.

Raymond panicked and immediately chased after her, spotting Marilyn in the corridor.

Marilyn twisted her serpentine waist, looking back every three steps with seductive eyes.

With little intelligence to begin with, Raymond was completely muddled by desire thanks to Marilyn's seduction, and he chased after her relentlessly.

This corridor led downward and soon, Raymond followed Marilyn into a spacious room. The room was brightly lit, filled with various tools like whips, candles, wooden horses… and even many that Raymond had never seen before, but even he knew what these tools were for.

"Haha, so you like playing this way, Marilyn."

Raymond's eyes lit up, thrilled, and he moved to embrace Marilyn.

Marilyn effortlessly dodged again and approached the door of a smaller room inside, sticking close to the curtain and teasingly said, "Look how eager you are, let me change into different clothes. Wait here for a bit."

"What's there to change? I want to dye your gown yellow."

"That won't do, your strength is too much for this dress; I'll change into something more tear-resistant."

Lingerie costume, perhaps?

Raymond swallowed instinctively. He usually was straightforward with women, lacking patience for fancy plays, but now, enticed by Marilyn's words, he felt an itch and promptly nodded in agreement.

"Hehe."

Marilyn giggled, then turned and entered behind the curtain.

Raymond peered in, his mind filled with various poses of Marilyn. Thinking he could play with this alluring woman all night, he excitedly rubbed his hands together and his breathing quickened.

Hehe.

Tonight's in the bag.

...

"Brother Cheng, it's all set."

Behind the curtain, this was Marilyn's specially designed basement room for SM. At the moment, Le Cheng was sitting there, sipping the red tea Mei had prepared for him, enjoying a massage from Ya.

When Marilyn entered, Le Cheng had just finished half a cup.

"Nicely done."

Le Cheng put down his cup, stretched leisurely, and smilingly said, "After we take care of Raymond, let's have a small Sexy Party for four here to celebrate."

Yay! Another Sexy Party.

Both Marilyn and Mei and Ya looked forward to it.

"Also, help me warm up a pot of Bloody Mary for when I return victorious."

Lifting the curtain, Le Cheng walked out with a smile.