C191 They Were at the End of Their Tether

Henry was genuinely afraid of Yuvyuv's fiery whip. When it struck, it hurt for real, leaving marks. Yet, he was still quite thrilled. The thought of Yuvyuv inviting him to a hotel, a place ripe for imagination, especially in the evening with candlelight casting shadows, was enough to send his mind wandering. Henry couldn't help but let his thoughts drift.

On the other end of the line