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The next morning, Pei Pei woke up with a strange feeling. She didn’t really know how to describe the feeling. It was as if she didn’t sleep well even though she slept very soundly. She had a vague recollection of having had a very vivid dream last night, but can’t recall what it was that she dreamt about. And her vagina felt a little sore. It was… the feeling of having had sex the night before! With a sudden start, she sudden jumped a little at the thought: Did she have a sex dream last night, and masturbated in her sleep? She felt her vaginal lips, and indeed they felt a little sore, the kind of feeling she gets after having had sex with Justin. Poor Pei Pei, ever the innocent, had no clue that she had been violated last night, and her purity had been ruthlessly sullied by her own boss. Instead, she didn’t know what to think, and so decided on the first idea that came to her head: After having masturbated a few times in the shower, she must have gotten so used to it that she did it in her sleep. Looking at her long nails, she figured she must have unknowingly scratched herself a few times in the process, causing the soreness. The very notion of someone having drugged and raped her was not something she would even have thought of, since the very suggestion would have absolutely horrified her.

She felt very embarrassed, that a girl who had always been so prim and proper as her could have become so sex deprived that she would masturbate in her sleep. Was she really so hungry for sex? What was happening to her? Feeling embarrassed and even ashamed, she just assumed that she was out of sorts because of how she felt. But since she had a long day ahead of her, she did not have the time to dwell on it. She took a quick shower to wash off the feeling, and then dressed for work. In the shower, she had turned on the water extra hot, to wash away how she felt, and also because she felt she had been dirty for doing what she did.

All this time, Clive had been watching her from his camera. He wanted to see if she suspected anything. Seeing how she reacted to waking up and feeling sore, and how she didn’t really have too big a reaction to that, he knew he was safe. Smiling to himself at his success, he prepared to carry out the next stage of his plans. He still had another 5 days of the conference, and if he played it just right, he would return to Singapore with Pei Pei as his willing fuck object. The very thought of such an outcome was so pleasing to him that he felt himself a little tingling with delight. In fact, he liked the thought so much that he played the video of last night's encounter again, and took out his penis to stroke. But deciding to conserve himself for tonight, he decided against wanking off and eventually turned off the video. However, he had kept a copy of all the pictures he took the night before on his iPhone, and he knew it was easily accessible for his viewing pleasure anytime.

Clive met her in the hotel breakfast bar, where they shared a meal together. He remarked that she looked a little out of sorts, and asked if she was feeling well. She immediately felt uneasy at his remark, feeling a little bit ashamed at the very reminder that she had been masturbating in her sleep. She just gave him a weak smile and said “I didn’t really sleep very well last night. Maybe I’m starting to miss home.” Clive thought to himself that missing home was going to be the last thing that was on her mind by the time the end of the next 5 days. He had guessed by now what she must have thought happened last night, and wanted to let her reinforce the notion that she was so sex hungry that she actually did something dirty in her sleep. So he kept redirecting the conversation to why she didn’t sleep well, masking it as concern that it might have been the surroundings that was uncomfortable, or that she was falling sick. Each time he prodded a little, she began to picture in her mind herself, in her sleep, fingering away until she cummed. It was so humiliating! She told herself that no one must ever know, not even Justin, worried that he would despise her for turning into a cheap horny slut.

She forced herself to focus on the conference, and managed to settle into the day. Clive, lacking sleep from the night before, told her he had another appointment to make, and would not be in for the afternoon. He would expect her to write a report to submit to him by tomorrow morning so that he could catch up over breakfast on what he missed. Pei Pei was secretly glad at the assignment, hoping that having something to occupy herself might take her mind off sex, so that her embarrassing behavior won’t repeat itself. Of course, Clive had better plans…

After lunch and when the conference had restarted, he again entered her room, and once more injected her bottled water with more roofies. He then returned to his room to take a nap, in preparation of his night’s exertions.

That night, by the time Pei Pei had finished with the report, it was already close to 1130pm. She was exhausted, and so quickly prepared for bed. She drank from the spiked bottle, and then fell fast asleep on the bed. Maybe it was partly from her natural exhaustion, but she didn’t even have the energy to turn off the lights in her room. She merely curled up in her bed, covered beneath the comforter, and was sound asleep.