MY Masochistic CEO

Entering the female dormitory was something every male student dreamed of. When I was in college, the dorm supervisors were strict and never gave us a chance.

"Can we go up?"

"Don't worry, the dorm supervisor is not here."

Hearing that put me at ease.

My heart pounded as I hurried upstairs. The open dorm room smelled of various sweet scents.

Inside the female dorm, I saw several girls from last time, including Kelsey and Mya.

Seeing me, Kelsey discreetly sent me a flirtatious look while Mya seemed a bit embarrassed, her face slightly flushed.

"Hello!"

I nodded to them and looked around the female dorm. It smelled nice but was a bit messy, with various clothes and delicate lingerie scattered on the beds, and colorful stockings added to the visual excitement.

"William, help me with these suitcases."

Lillian pushed three large suitcases towards me, and I was dumbfounded. "Are you guys going on a trip or moving house?"

"Oh, there is strong sunlight on the beach, so it's normal for us to bring a few extra outfits. We've already minimized everything!"

Kelsey nodded in agreement, who had messaged me in the morning, saying she brought some very special swimsuits to show me separately.

I felt a surge of excitement.

Three suitcases were no problem for me! I took care of them all, carrying the stuff downstairs.

Lillian asked, "Is this Bentley yours?"

I nodded. "Yes, I just got it the day before yesterday."

Kelsey and Mya were also admiring it. Some other girls even said directly, "I want to ride in the Bentley!"

I sneered inwardly.

I said, "The car can only seat four people. Lillian, Kelsey, Mya, one more spot left!"

"I'll go!"

"Pick me, pick me..."

I glanced around and chose a girl with the longest legs and above-average looks. She was thrilled to be selected.

Those not selected had to ride in other cars. Except for a few rich second-generation students driving luxury cars, the rest drove cars worth tens of thousands of dollars.

The West Coast has become a popular tourist destination in recent years. As the Gold Coast couldn't handle the increasing number of tourists, the West Coast became the inevitable choice for diversion. Although less famous than the Gold Coast, the West Coast had its unique features.

For example, the houses along the coast resembled ice houses.

The students from the Dance and Art Departments went on an outing, but everyone knew it was a disguised social event.

Lillian's teacher was very beautiful, in her early thirties, with a well-toned body from years of dancing, exuding both elegance and beauty. The Art Department teacher was in his thirties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, long hair, and a bit of stubble. With a touch of melancholy between his brows, he was a mature and artistic man, highly appealing to women. Many female students from the Dance Department secretly discussed how handsome this teacher was.

The two teachers helped the students check in. Students applying for art majors usually come from well-off families. Although they had to pay half of the expenses themselves, everyone was still very excited.

Of course, for those like me who joined the trip independently, we had to pay the full amount.

Since it was self-funded, we naturally chose more comfortable rooms. Lillian, Kelsey, and Mya did the same.

"I'm in room 36," I said.

"I'm next to you in room 37!" Lillian exclaimed.

"I'm in room 35!" Kelsey added.

Mya hesitantly said, "I'm in room 34."

"Everyone, find your rooms. We'll meet on the beach in half an hour," the tour guide said.

Arriving at room 36, I swiped my card to enter. The room was quite stylish and equipped with everything you'd expect in a hotel, including a circular staircase leading to the rooftop.

The three-meter water bed was versatile, and the room used special soundproofing materials. Once inside, you couldn't hear any noise, which was excellent.

I took off my suit, changed into beach shorts and a floral shirt, and put on my sunglasses.

After a while, Lillian messaged me to come over.

When I saw how the four of them were dressed, my eyes nearly popped out.

Lillian was wearing a white jumpsuit with a hollow back, topped with a matching white hat. This outfit perfectly showcased her perfect figure, her chest looking full and about to burst out of her clothes.

Kelsey was in a bikini, with a scarf tied around her lower body like a skirt. A yellow flower was beside her ear, exuding a pure and charming vibe.

I couldn't help but swallow my saliva. They looked stunning! Standing behind the two, Mya seemed a bit shy in her yellow one-piece swimsuit, which was wrapped tightly with a sheer robe.

I could tell their personalities from their outfits. Lillian was reserved on the outside but passionate inside. Kelsey was hot inside and out, while Mya, the romantic girl yearning for love, was reserved inside and out.

All three had fair skin. Lillian had that rosy fair complexion, looking healthy and tempting to take a bite. Kelsey, on the other hand, had a slightly pale complexion, with tiny blue veins visible, making her look delicate and in need of protection.

Mya's skin was ivory white, smooth, and flawless. Even though she was covered up, her two ivory-like legs couldn't be hidden.

It was truly a feast for the eyes.

"Let's go, let's head to the gathering spot over there," Lillian said, linking her arm with mine. The elastic touch made my heart race, reminding me of that night she spent by my bedside in the hospital.

Arriving at the beach, I saw a sea of beauties, all very young and fresh.

At that moment, the art teacher and the dance teacher walked side by side. They were wearing matching swimsuits, clearly a couple's outfit, but everyone understood without saying a word.

"Everyone is free to do as they please, but remember, no swimming alone, no deep-sea areas, and ensure your safety at all times," the teachers announced.

"Yes!"

The art students cheered loudly. Those with girlfriends could sketch alone. Those without girlfriends naturally had to invite the female students from the Dance Department. The reason was straightforward, as they might say, "I want to capture your beauty on my canvas."

In just a few minutes, the dance department's beauties were swarmed by the male students. A bunch of people came over, inviting Lillian, Kelsey, and Mya.

But Lillian? No way she'd agree!

I had to make sure Lillian, Kelsey, and Mya stayed safe.

The evening sun was gentle, so we found a quiet spot. Lillian, Kelsey, and Mya laid out on a cloth. Lillian asked, "William, can you help me with some essential oil?"

I was all in and quickly went over to help her.

Lillian's skin was incredible—smooth and super elastic.

When I finished, Kelsey chimed in, "William, I want some too!"

"On my way!"

I walked over to Kelsey. She unfastened her clasp and lay down. From my angle, I couldn't help but notice her ample chest.

I swallowed hard and started applying the oil. My hands slipped a bit because of the oil—totally plausible, right?

Kelsey let out soft sighs, making Mya blush. "Kelsey, it's just oil. Don't sigh."

Kelsey grinned. "William's really good at this."

Her comment got me pretty worked up. If it weren't for all the people around, I'd definitely go further with Kelsey.

"You're so dirty," Mya said, covering her face, super shy.

"Seriously, Mya, you should try it. William's amazing."

Kelsey wasn't shy around me anymore.

I wondered if Kelsey would actually go all the way in front of Mya and Lillian. As Kelsey kept talking more provocatively, I realized she might really want to.

Whenever Kelsey was with me, she seemed like a different person. I pretended to be a massage therapist. "You said your back was sore from the car ride. Let me give you a massage!"

"Okay, thanks, William!" Kelsey got the hint, turning to look at me, breathing heavily.

Kelsey gripped the edge of the beach cloth tightly.

I knew the more I teased her, the more she liked it.

Luckily, Lillian was resting with earplugs in; otherwise, I wouldn't have dared.

As for Mya, I was teasing her on purpose to see her reaction.

Thankfully, the bikini material hid Kelsey's unusual behavior, but I knew the scent of her relief well.

Kelsey let go, breathing heavily, her body relaxing. She had had her fun again.

"William, can you fasten my bikini? I don't have the strength," Kelsey whispered. I was happy to help, fastening her bikini to keep her covered.

Then I turned to Mya. "Mya, need some oil?"

"No. I'll let Kelsey help," Mya said.

Kelsey replied, "Mya, let William help. His massage was amazing, and I don't feel like helping right now."

Kelsey's double entendre made Mya blush.

Mya bit her lip. "I'll ask Lillian then!"

Mya called out to Lillian, but she was asleep.

I smiled, took off my shirt, and covered Lillian's back. Now shirtless, my toned chest and abs were on display.

My left hand injury had healed completely.

Kelsey looked at me admiringly. "William, you have a great body!"

Good eye. That was from playing basketball every day, not just gym muscles and protein shakes.

Mya sneaked glances at me. I walked over. "Lillian's asleep. Let me help you."

Kelsey added, "Mya, you've been sunbathing for a while. If you get tanned, it'll be hard to get your skin back to normal. You don't want to wear long sleeves all summer."

"Alright, thank you," Mya said shyly.

"If you're embarrassed, just close your eyes," I said.