He is submissive. Obey this powerful man and say words that make you lose your dignity. And this behavior itself made him feel ashamed. The intense humiliation and the pain in his back made his body excited.
Desires surged in between like wind and waves.
"Tell me what you did wrong." The man turned to him and lifted his chin with a bamboo stick, forcing him to kneel straight.
"I used the wrong title for my master." Xu Ye answered quickly.
The man seemed to be waiting for him to continue speaking, and when he saw the innocent silence on his face, he couldn't help laughing: "It seems that I really need to use some deeper ways to help you enhance your memory." He raised his hand and threw the bamboo stick, took it The one-meter-two long black and white patterned snake whip, "You like it, don't you?" The man shook it away with a light smile, "I will make it for you."
Xu Ye's face was a little pale. It was the whip he had just taken off and tried, and he knew how painful it was. "Master..." He had a pleading look in his eyes.
The man said in a deep voice unmoved: "First of all, kneeling." The whip slammed out like a snake and bluntly hit the inner thighs, precisely avoiding the fragility between the legs.
Xu Ye screamed in surprise, and his body shook. The pain spread, he bit his lip and spread his legs together shoulder-width apart, straightening his body.
"And then there are the rules." He raised his wrist, and a clear whip mark left on Xu Ye's fair body, sloping down from the left chest to the right. "Remember, what posture did I ask you to stay here?"
"Stand on my knees... until you allow me to change..." Xu Ye gasped, because of the pain, but also because of his surging desire.
Part of the pain and pleasure is transformed when being treated roughly. Some people will get excited about it. But there is a blurry line, and when the pain is above a certain level, the pleasure disappears. This limit varies from person to person. Sometimes some people push themselves to the limit due to excessive pursuit of the excitement brought by pain. Once this happens, only more pain can stimulate their excitement, and accidents are prone to occur. Originally, Xu Ye thought that he was numb to ordinary pain, but now he found that it was not the case. The camel had bruised him all over without arousing his desire, and in this man's hands, he was so sensitive that it was not like him.
"What was your posture when I came in?" The man pressed the handle of the whip against the protrusion on his left chest that had been wiped by the tip of the whip and turned it slowly.
This directly aggravated Xu Ye's trembling. His hands behind his back were tightly twisted together, sweat oozing from his palms, and he answered tremblingly, "...Stand." His misty eyes filled with pleading. "I was wrong, not next time, master..."
"Very sincere expression." The smile on the corner of the man's lips gradually deepened, "Unfortunately, you used the props without my permission and left traces on your body. This kind of behavior really needs a lesson."
The whip neatly slanted down from the left chest and swept across the standing dogwood, completely symmetrical with the previous whip, forming a sharp cross in front of the body. Xu Ye's screams and gasps were mixed together, pain and desire were intertwined on his face, and his eyes were full of damp mist. The fragility between his legs was about to slowly raise his head, but was pinched in his hand.
Xu Ye looked at the half-squatted man in horror, only to hear him say leisurely: "The meaning of punishment is to make you remember the lesson, not to give you pleasure." Then, a light penis ring tightly clasped him Semi-erect at the root.
The desire to be bound by foreign objects did not subside, but stood upright more flamboyantly. This situation makes the role of the buckle more obvious. The noise came to my mind, the pain in the inner thighs became more numb, and there seemed to be a small electric current running through my chest, causing itching like needles. The pain in the back subsided a little, and the whole body became hot.
That is desire, burning like fire.
Xu Ye arched up helplessly and unbearably, but received a hot blow on his butt. The man stood in front of him and looked down at him: "Slave, now I'll give you a chance to reflect. Think carefully, and then tell me what you did wrong today. If there is concealment and lies, you know that I have the right to do it to you. anything."
Xu Ye's chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath, he closed his eyes for a while, and then finished these words in almost one breath: "I didn't obey your order and knelt in the cage, checked and used your equipment without authorization, Left marks on your body that didn't belong to you, misused your title, and…”
Controlled, dominated, bound.
Such a feeling invaded his mind, forming a barrier step by step, making him almost completely lose the ability to resist, forgetting everything outside. Only the masked man in front of him controls his sight, thoughts and actions.
No need to hesitate, no need to know, no need to think. Just listen, execute and surrender.
Xu Ye looked at his master with those misty eyes, and simply gave up completely: "I'm late in the morning not because of something at the company, but because... I overslept, I deceived you... "
The man smiled, and the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful arc. He reached out and stroked the slave's head in a soothing way. "In order to reward your honesty, in the next punishment, I will give you a right." He put down the snake whip in his hand and said, "You can choose any utensil hanging on the wall, and then take it Come to me. How it will be used is up to me."
Xu Ye instinctively wanted to get up, but stopped subconsciously. He didn't get an order to get up, so he looked up at the man with a little grievance.
"If you want to give up this right, I have no opinion, little slave." The man sat comfortably on the chair and watched him tangled, enjoying it.
Xu Ye walked forward on his knees resignedly, the carpet was thick and soft, and his knees didn't hurt, but the high-spiritedness between his legs trembled and rubbed and touched his body every time he moved, provoking his desire. And the lust that was rising was stuck by that damn ring again, and this kind of repression made him almost go crazy.
He moved to the wall with difficulty, and finally chose a short-handled leather hand beater that looked lighter. In his opinion, a hand clap with a larger area of force will be weaker than a whip. When he returned to the master and clapped his hands together, the man smiled and said, "Aren't you going to take a closer look at the others this time?"
Xu Ye glanced at the man sadly, then lowered his head to avoid the teasing gaze. There are several red marks on his body, his eyes are stained with lust, but he is desperately restraining, and his helpless and light breathing looks a bit pitiful.
"Turn around." The man gave the order.
He turned to stay on his knees, his back to the owner in the chair.
When there is a blind spot in the field of vision, people will unconsciously feel insecure. He couldn't see the movements of the man behind him at all, couldn't predict, couldn't judge, and couldn't prepare. Xu Ye could only wait for his action with all his nerves tensed. But the man behind him seemed to deliberately want to increase this sense of deterrence, but he didn't move. Excessive tension made Xu Ye almost collapse, and his voice trembled tentatively: "Master..."
With a snap, the hand slapped on the left hip, even more painful than the whipping just now. Xu Ye let out a pained cry, his eyes were red, and his regret was turning upside down in his heart—why is this fight so painful!
The man got up and took something, walked up to him, and ordered, "Open your mouth."
Xu Ye's eyes widened, but before he could react, the man had already pinched his lower jaw, forced him to open his mouth, pressed his tongue to stuff the bright yellow ball inside, and then put the buckle behind his head. tension.
"This is a trumpet. If you speak next time when I don't allow it, there will be a bunch of bigger ones waiting for you." The man raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and glanced at Xu Ye's panicked eyes. In a deep voice, "I will slap your butt twelve times with this hand as punishment. Slave, put your hands on the ground and lift your butt up."
Xu Ye bent down, and the hip seam opened a little bit by the movement.
The humiliation is overwhelming.
This way of exposing his most private parts to others made him feel ashamed, and the silver thread dripping from the corner of his mouth that couldn't close because of the gag made this feeling even more profound. The painful swelling of his lower body made him feel his stronger desire in such a situation. A warm liquid wetted the corners of his eyes, and he closed his eyes.
One, another, alternating slaps on both hips.
There was no room for bargaining in the cruel punishment from the man, and there was still a pause of about ten seconds, allowing Xu Ye to fully feel the pain caused by each blow. Xu Ye's whine and wheezing through the gag ball were mixed together, and it was indistinct. Passion and pain are intertwined, and they are inseparable. He felt that he was like a boat that was overturned in the waves of love. With those surging waves, he was thrown high, and then fell into it, ups and downs, and indulged. Sweat dripped on the carpet, tears were tightly suppressed in the corners of his eyes.
When the twelve hits were over, he felt a hand quickly remove the evil ring that had been binding him. And at that moment, he completely collapsed.
The moment the climax gushed out, tears also burst the dyke.
The weak legs trembled and fell softly, but the man took the first step to support his body that lost his center of gravity, deliberately avoiding the part where he had been whipped just now. . After undoing his flails, the man massaged his chin with his large warm hands, very gently, and didn't seem to mind getting his saliva.
Xu Ye leaned weakly in his arms, sniffing the fragrance on his body.
"It's all over, you did a good job." The man looked down at him with a gentle tone.
Xu Ye found that the tears flowed uncontrollably. He didn't even know how he could cry so ugly as a man, he rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and was grabbed by the wrist.
"Why are you crying?" The black eyes behind the mask looked at him peacefully.
"I don't know." Xu Ye's eyelashes were wet with tears, and his face turned red, "Maybe it was because of the pain, or it was too intense just now... I don't know, I just feel like I'm going crazy... I seem to really like it. That feeling of being enslaved... Totally perverted..." He said intermittently, his voice choked, "Just look at you, do what you want me to do... I don't think about anything in my mind, it's very comfortable to be empty... I think I may be broken..."
This is the first time that he has truly expressed his thoughts in this way, telling another person about the entangled contradictions and anxieties, doubts and unease.
"Don't worry, I won't break you." The man smiled and stroked his hair like a small animal, "There are many ways to get pleasure, and our interaction is just one of them. You Feeling pleasure and relaxation in this way, although special but not equal to sin, you do not need to feel guilty for it. Because our relationship is based on the premise of your love and my will. Only in this way master and slave Relationships exist. When you are willing to give yourself to me, I can get the right of master, otherwise I have no right to force you to kneel at my feet. So relax Xu Ye, this is just your way of life. Accept it and accept yourself as you are."
Xu Ye was stunned for a while, and suddenly asked sullenly, "Will the master also get pleasure from me?"
The man smiled and said, "Of course."
"But you didn't react at all." Xu Ye moved his body as if he was touching something. And the deep voice with a refreshing breath made his ears warm.
"Little slave, the punishment for touching the master without authorization will be severe. You'd better think about it before you start."
The hand that was about to move under the man's waist suddenly froze.
"It's getting late, go to your room to clean up, and then go downstairs to eat." The man helped him get up. Seeing him grinning in pain, he simply hugged him horizontally.
Xu Ye was startled: "Master..."
"Why, do you think I can't hold you?"
"I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold steady when you go down the stairs, and I will fall even more in pain." Xu Ye finally threw away all those negative emotions, and was now joking.
"Oh? The concept of more pain?" The man pressed a hand holding him on the inner thigh where he had just received the whip.
Emma, it really hurts.