To Xu Ye's surprise, after dinner, the man took him to the East Bank again.
This time, both of them were dressed casually. Chu Yu didn't ask him to wear a collar or a leash. Seeing the surprised expression on his face, he smiled and said, "Today's mark is even more beautiful." Xu Ye blushed at the playful gaze that fell on his neck. He now knew why the man had chosen this white crewneck sweater for him, and the unobstructed hickeys on his neck clearly indicated his subordinate status.
It was a weekend, and the club seemed to be more lively than yesterday. Even without the restraint of the leash, Xu Ye still kept within one meter behind Chu Yu, and concentrated on observing the master's movements, much calmer than yesterday.
In the senior member's seating area, the lion, the pharaoh, and the cat and mouse duo were all there, as well as three unfamiliar faces. Chu Yu sat down, looked at Xu Ye who stopped at the entrance of the sitting area, and patted the seat beside him.
Xu Ye was startled, a little surprised in his eyes.
The senior member area is not large, and when there are a lot of people, the master will ask the slaves to wait outside. Xu Ye originally thought that he would kneel with other people's slaves, but the man just gave him the order to "sit next to him". He thought about it several times, made sure that he had not made a mistake in the order, walked over and sat down beside Chu Yu.
There was a burst of discussion in the venue, and many people looked here in surprise. After all, it is rare for the dom to give equal status to the sub in the club. Xu Ye looked at his master awkwardly. The man smiled lightly, put his arms on the back of the sofa behind him, and silently surrounded him within his range.
The lion whistled and joked, "Looking at Mr. Earl's energy today, he should have slept well last night."
"Not bad." Chu Yu hooked his lips.
"Is it good quality of sleep, or good exercise before going to bed?" Jerry smiled and asked more blatantly, "This guy can get out of bed today, doesn't he seem to be exercising much?"
"Grasp the proportions is also a test of the dom's control." The count did not change his face and dealt with it comfortably, "I have always been moderate on this point."
This kind of topic made Xu Ye so embarrassed that the tips of his ears turned red, he just sat with his head down, his eyes fixed on the ground and he didn't dare to look anywhere. This performance makes these dom more interesting.
Tom deliberately asked, "Xu Ye, is your master as gentleman as he is now in bed?"
Xu Ye, who was called by name, raised his face blushing, not knowing how to answer, so he looked at the man beside him as if asking for help. Chu Yu gave him a relief with a smile: "If you want to know that, why don't you abandon Jerry and come to me, and experience what I'm like in bed."
"...No." Tom glanced at the handsome man with raised eyebrows, and quickly backed off.
After chatting for a while, the venue went dark. The lights were all concentrated on the wooden execution rack in the center of the venue. Then, a shirtless man walked to the light with his head down. The moment he saw his face clearly, Xu Ye opened his eyes unexpectedly.
The venue fell silent. Four burly men in black stood on both sides of the execution rack with expressionless faces. The host holding the microphone looked at the paper in his hand and said to the man, "An Xia. Ordinary member. Two years of membership, right?"
"Yes."
"Yesterday you claimed that a certain slave had offended you for no reason, and the other party was punished with ten lashes. After the club's management committee learned from various sources, it was found that you took the initiative and deliberately provoked the other party yesterday. Prohibition of provoking conflicts' related regulations, and blatantly lying to deceive people, isn't it?"
"…Yes." His voice trembled slightly.
"Very good." The host walked over and asked, "Mr. Count, because of Mr. Anxia's misconduct, you and your slaves are unhappy. According to the rules, the punishment for him needs to refer to your opinion..."
Chu Yu casually swept through the people in the field, his voice was cold: "Soft whip. Twenty strokes."
"Sir. Everything is my fault. I don't dare to ask for your forgiveness, I only ask you to do me one last time." An Xia knelt down in his direction, "The punishment for me, please do it yourself. ."
"I refuse." The man's response was crisp and direct, leaving no room.
"Sir!" An Xia couldn't help shouting, "I love you, I have always loved you, I just ask you to let me come back to you..." The voice turned into a vague guttural sound, and the two men in black were very neat On the ground, he squeezed his jaw and pressed a gag ball into his mouth, then put him on the torture rack, and clasped his hands and feet firmly. The execution rack was specially designed so that the toes could barely touch the ground, and most of the body weight was supported by the hanging arms, which was very uncomfortable.
Then, the black leather whip used for punishment came through the air and landed on his back with full force. Every time he slapped the flesh, it made a terrifying sound that made one's teeth sour. Bleeding. An Xia's face was pale in pain, and her face was wet with tears.
Xu Ye watched silently. He knew that this was an explanation from Chu Yu, but he felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.
"He's been with me for two months." The man said as if to explain, "Because he did some misdeeds, I terminated the master-slave relationship."
Xu Ye glanced at the man who was beaten in the field and said softly, "Master, can I leave for a while?"
He really didn't want to see such a tyrannical punishment.
With a clear smile on the man's lips, he got up and said, "Let's go, let's go back together."
As a result, the two parties left without even reading the twenty lashes for punishment. After that appearance, Xu Ye's name was dubbed "the earl's favorite" and spread throughout the circle.