Ling Lang knelt down in front of the camera and rubbed his lower body, the black massage stick covered with bumps vibrated inside him, as if artificial things lacked a little bit of intelligence, his body kept twisting and adjusting his posture, but the most The thirst is never satisfied.
Feng Hao pushed the camera closer, instructing him to put his hands behind him, straighten his lower body, and completely expose his entire private parts to the camera. Although Ling Lang couldn't see it, he could imagine what a lewd scene it was. The stronger the shame in his heart, the more excited his body became. He couldn't wait to be released, but Feng Hao deprived him of continuing to touch his lower body. right.
"How about doing this kind of thing in front of the camera, doesn't it make you more excited?" Feng Hao's fingertips brushed slowly across his skin, "Actually, this is your wish, right? You choose to be an actor, Isn't that what it's for?"
"No matter how glamorous and noble your appearance is, it can't hide the fact that you are lewd in your heart," he outlined the outline of the other's jaw, "Would you like to show fans what you look like now and let them see their idols, Putting that horny look in front of the camera?"
Without any effort, his index finger pried Ling Lang's teeth open, "Let them hear your screams, listen to you begging them to fill your mouths above and below you, instead of having fans lining up for your autograph, it's better Waiting in a long line to fuck you will be more satisfying to your perverted sexual fantasies."
Ling Lang didn't want to hear it, but Feng Hao's words were clearly heard in his ears. His words became more and more explicit, and every word trampled Ling Lang's personality to an incomparable level. His body trembled more and more violently. , if you don't grab something in your hand, it's like falling to the bottom of the valley and shattering your bones.
Seeing his reaction so violently, Feng Hao sneered and stood up.
Ling Lang only felt a burst of pressure from his lower body, he tried to open his eyes, and saw Feng Hao standing between his crotch, the leather shoes under his feet were gently crushing his fiery desire, he stared at him, his eyes were cold and high above. It looks like a god.
Ling Lang was terrified both physically and mentally, this kind of Feng Hao made him feel so tall, and he was so small. His most vulnerable part was stepped on by the other party, and everything about him fell into the other party's control. Under this disparity in status, what rose in his heart was not only the surging sexual desire, but also the supreme awe.
The huge visual impact made him lose himself in an instant. Ling Lang never knew that being trampled could bring him such great pleasure. He could not wait to submit to Feng Hao's feet forever. Leather shoes he will also execute without hesitation.
He swayed his crotch reluctantly, rubbed his organs under the other's shoes, and muttered to ask for more. He didn't have time to estimate how condescending he looked in Feng Hao's eyes. . In front of this man, he has long abandoned his personality and dignity, and has completely become a dog manipulated by desire.
Feng Hao admired his every movement from above, his feet sometimes exerted force, sometimes gentle, sometimes sharp and sometimes soothing, affecting the expression on Ling Lang's face, sometimes painful, sometimes happy, sometimes escaping, and sometimes catering to him. At this moment, his seven emotions and six desires were all It's all in the hands of this man.
Feng Hao grabbed Ling Lang's hair and adjusted him into a kneeling position, a male organ was placed to his mouth, Ling Lang took it without thinking, and felt the taste of his master for a moment, and then he swallowed it one after the other.
Feng Hao manipulated the camera's rocker arm with one hand and aimed the lens at Ling Lang's face at close range, "A little more intoxicated, the audience doesn't want to see a stiff face."
When Ling Lang heard the words, he sucked and licked harder and harder, acting like there was nothing in this world more delicious than what was in his mouth. He sticks out his tongue and licks from the perineum along the thin line all the way to the top, swirls there with the tip of his tongue, turns clockwise a few times, puts the elastic tip in his mouth and sucks, then turns counterclockwise and back again.
He repeated this process from all angles, his expression was always as Feng Hao ordered, maintaining a deep infatuation.
When Ling Lang kissed affectionately, he held the other's crotch with both hands, buried the other's genitals deeply into his throat, and slowly swallowed, he heard Feng Hao let out a satisfied sigh from above his head, Hands were also inserted into his hair, rubbing and scratching.
Feng Hao's response gave him great encouragement, he did everything in his power to please him, a sense of fulfillment filled his body and mind, and what Feng Hao said at the beginning flashed in his mind - my happiness is your happiness, my satisfaction It's the biggest compliment to you...
He couldn't help speeding up the action of swallowing, he felt the master's organs swell and grow in his mouth, until Feng Hao pushed him away from his body.
Ling Lang raised his eyes in confusion, even after experiencing what happened just now, Feng Hao's expression was as comfortable as ever, and it seemed that he would never see the expression of confusion on the other's face.
"Today is the one hundred and seventy-fourth day of our cohabitation, have you considered it? Give yourself to me completely. You must answer me clearly and let me know that your behavior at this time is not drunk of a whim."
Ling Lang corrected his expression, "From the first day I entered this door, I have had this kind of awareness."
Feng Hao nodded with satisfaction, he bent down and took out the dildo in Ling Lang's body, turned and left the room, leaving Ling Lang alone on his knees uneasily, he recalled several past experiences, did Feng Hao still this time Just teasing him
After a while, Feng Hao folded it back, holding a silver metal collar that had never been used on Ling Lang. When Ling Lang saw the collar, he reflexively raised his neck and waited for Feng Hao to put the collar for himself. bring. After wearing it, Ling Lang realized that there was a bell connected to the bottom of the collar, which would make a crisp sound with his movements.
"Do you know what this is?" Feng Hao conjured a small one-inch-square sheet between his fingers.
Ling Lang felt that his IQ was insulted again, even if he was a virgin, he could still recognize the condom packaging.
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth evoked a playful smile, "Last chance, yes or no, you choose."
With a flick of his finger, the package of the condom flew out, threw a perfect parabola in the air, hit the wall and bounced to the ground.
Ling Lang stared at him for a moment, turned and crawled over, lowered his head, carefully picked up a corner of the square piece, and sent it back to Feng Hao.
Feng Hao tore open the package with his mouth, took out the cover and put it in front of him.
"Use your mouth, will you?"
Ling Lang shook his head honestly.
"Try it."
Ling Lang put the condom in his mouth, and clumsily put the condom under Feng Hao, but he didn't make any progress for a long time.
"It's the other way around," Feng Hao seemed to have been watching the show, and only now reminded him aloud.
Ling Lang silently turned the cover over with his tongue, pressed it against the front of Feng Hao, and fiddled with the rolled up part with his lips.
"Okay," Feng Hao signaled that he could stop, "Go down and practice by yourself, until you are proficient." He took the remaining part by himself.
"When you practice until you can finish it within thirty seconds," Feng Hao paused, then smiled to himself, "We can stop using the traps."
Ling Lang: "..."
"But now, you don't have this qualification," he put his hand on top of his head again, "remember, the master's bodily fluids are the greatest reward for you, you must strive for it with the greatest effort, not wait for me to take the initiative. Here, do you understand?"
Ling Lang nodded.
"Now listen to my orders and sit down."
Ling Lang immediately sat down in the most upright kneeling posture.
Feng Hao spread out his palm, "Hand."
Ling Lang put his hand on it.
"wait."
Ling Lang supported the ground with both fists and stood on tiptoe.
"Lie down."
Ling Lang leaned down and touched the ground with his forehead. These were actions that Feng Hao had taught one after another.
"Well done, next, we start to learn new commands, lie down."
Ling Lang pondered for a while, and lay down on his back.
"No, think again."
In Ling Lang's mind, a dog lying on his back appeared, and he flexed his arms and legs.
"It's still a little bit," Feng Hao reminded him, "this is a preparatory position."
Ling Lang felt a little unconfident and slowly spread his legs apart.
"The angle isn't big enough, the hips aren't lifted high enough."
Ling Lang Yiyan pushed his hips forward again, spreading his legs as far as possible.
"Hold your hands around your knees."
Ling Lang did as he did.
"Fine, hold this pose until your body remembers it."
Ling Lang maintained this shameful posture, showing his private parts thoroughly, which gave him the feeling that he was a sex slave being used by others.
Feng Hao knelt down between his crotch, his hard lower body reached the acupoint again, "Are you ready?"
Ling Lang nodded, Feng Hao didn't move for a long time, only then did Ling Lang realize the correct answer to the question just now.
"Please come in master."
Feng Hao stepped forward without any hesitation, Ling Lang's corridor had already been fully expanded, and he inserted it to the end with little effort. Ling Lang sucked in a breath of cold air. He didn't feel any pain. The first thing that surged in his heart was a sense of happiness and fulfillment. Feng Hao filled not only his body, but also what he had longed for for a long time. He felt extremely honored and satisfied that he could finally be used by his master.
Feng Hao started pumping at a steady speed, no matter how many instruments Ling Lang's backyard had been visited, it couldn't compare to the intrusion of real guns. Feng Hao led him to an unprecedented new world. In the past thirty years of my life, I have never experienced it.
He tightened his arms again and pulled his entrance even higher. This invitation doubled Feng Hao's movements. He no longer pulled out the roots, but only pulled out half of them each time, and then slammed it down hard. When he went back, he hit Ling Lang's bullseye every time.
"Haha..." Ling Lang's moan overflowed involuntarily. He couldn't believe it was the sound coming from his own mouth. Probably only male and female actresses in adult films could utter such ecstasy. With Feng Hao's movements accelerating, His voice became more and more urgent and high, and the sound of it was enough to make people blush.
"Do you like it?" Feng Hao could keep his voice elegant even at times like this.
Ling Lang was so ashamed that he didn't know how to answer, "... um."
"Do you like your master to fuck you?" His aristocratic temperament, combined with his vulgar words, created a strong sense of contrast, which excited Ling Lang's whole body to shudder.
"Do you want others to come and fuck you?" More and more insulting words came out from Feng Hao's mouth, "Why do you keep your eyes closed? How can you see the surroundings when you close your eyes? Are there so many people watching you?"
"They're all enjoying your show, and you mustn't let them down."
His voice came into Ling Lang's ears like a spell.
"If you don't work harder, how can you live up to the audience's box office? How can you live up to the investors? How can you live up to the fans' expectations?"
"Didn't the teachers at school teach you how to read your lines? If you continue to hum like this weakly, you might as well close the mouth above."
"You have to rely on this mouth below to win the prize, how can you not suck a little tighter? I ask you to practice expansion and contraction every day, do you only practice expansion and no contraction at all? Or do you feel that as long as you are done well, you can Okay, it doesn't matter whether the person who fucks you is happy or not? You are so unprofessional, do you still expect fans to continue to buy tickets to watch your movies?"
"When the time comes, even if you kneel down and beg them to fuck you, no one will take care of you," Feng Hao smiled and touched Ling Lang's cheek, "It's so pitiful for a puppy with no one to fuck."
Feng Hao stood up heavily, Ling Lang's body trembled, and the mouth of the bell trembled, spurting milky white essence, and the chest and lower abdomen were all spattered in a mess.
"Oh?" Feng Hao raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Is this not going to work? The movie has just started."
Ling Lang, who had been shot, was paralyzed there, his chest heaving sharply, and his eyes were staring at the ceiling.
Feng Hao withdrew from his body, "You have three minutes to recover, but during this time, let's learn the next command first."
He touched his upper and lower lips, "Lay down."