“Well, I’ll arrange everything. Like my arrangements?” Once again he went back over his entire plan, two days, they had two days and two nights.
“Love it,” she laughed softly over the phone, “I love all your arrangements …… but you have to be stern, Master.”
He laughed bitterly, he knew what Dawn was laughing at him for.
You’re too gentle to be a good S. That’s what she said the last time she was on her way to the car.
“You know, I don’t like that title.”
“Yes, Master.” She smiled mischievously.
He sighed hopelessly, he didn’t like the title or all the constraints that came with the name.
“Remember to come in a dress.” He reminded her.
“I will, and ……” she deliberately delayed for a moment to see how he would react──he was silent, “I’ll bring the shirt too.” She added teasingly, “It’s new, and the look is exaggerated.”
“Got it. Call me when you get there.”
He hung up his cell phone and stood at the window silently watching the crowds of traffic coming and going downstairs, it was Thursday. He suddenly realized that he had been expecting her all week. He was always thinking about her. Such a feeling was suddenly strange and familiar.
On Friday, his mind was even less on work, already thirty years old, there are women around him who keep coming and going, Xiao is not a beautiful woman with outstanding looks and excellent body, but he found that he always thought of her recently, her face, her body ……
What’s she doing? Probably already packing up and getting ready to get in the car. He’d had a few girlfriends and several partners he’d PLAYED with. Most he couldn’t remember, but every night, Dawn was always dangling in front of his eyes, and in a dark paranoia, he stripped her naked and tortured her with a cane, with a nine-tailed whip, and with an assortment of implements he’d never had before. Her ass was bruised from beatings, clamps on her breasts ……
He’d never done this much to Xiao in reality, he’d just spanked her and left her quivering under his belt for a long time, her ass red as a tomato.
But this girl held a passion, deep and unobtrusive, that slowly incited the long-held SM desires within him to the point of no return.
This vacation, he was going to torture her, slowly, he had all the time in the world.
A short message popped up on his cell phone. He knew it was hers.
“Is it thinking of ways to torture me?”
He smiled slightly, Dawn was smart, just like her. He dialed Dawn’s cell phone.
“What’s doing?” She asked first.
“Go to work.”
“Know you’re at work, what are you doing?”
“What do you say?” He laughed.
“Yah, you’ve got a really bad …… smile,” she paused, “I’m not coming, there’s no good in coming.”
“I’m not laughing bad at all.” Though he knew she was joking in a petulant way, a shadow swept over him when she said she wasn’t coming.
He asked, “What are you doing?”
“The car to the airport, I’ll be there by six.”
“I’ll pick you up and have dinner together.”
“No, there’s a shuttle from the airport. You eat first, it’s going to be seven o’clock when I transfer cars from the airport to get to your place again. A hungry man is dangerous D.” she snickered ambiguously as she said the latter, lowering her voice.
“It’s better to eat together. I’ll pick you up at seven.” He hung up the phone and noted his watch.
It was now three seventeen in the afternoon, and he suddenly felt ridiculous. Because he had just looked at his watch before he called.
It was nearly half past seven when he returned from the station to his place. He waited for her on a street not far from the station as they had agreed. She hurriedly carried a bag over, dusty look, she wore a light gray tweed skirt, white turtleneck sweater, chest a string of Tibetan silver necklace. In the gray sky looks Chu Chu moving.
Getting into the TAXI he called good, she looked a little out of breath.
“So tired, it’s been a long time since I’ve been on an airplane.”
“Didn’t you get any sleep on the plane?” He helped her put her bag on the seat. The cab took off, and she leaned into him in a flash, and he put his arms around her, the smell of body sweat mixed with shampoo coming from her hairline.
“No, couldn’t sleep.” She curled into his arm like a cat, the warmth reaching his skin.
“Hard work.” He stroked her hair lovingly, a thin layer of floating gray in it.
“So I can be with you sooner.” She crouched on his shoulder and whispered in his ear, “I came in a dress.”
“I saw that, what a good girl.” He looked down at her, her skirt scrunched up over her knees, revealing her pale knees, her stockings bright in the twinkling light of the curb. An impulse rose in him, and the hand around her waist quietly caressed the breast from beside her ribs. She sidestepped, pulling her handbag to her chest to cover his hand. He couldn’t help but smile at her warmth.
“I brought another dress,” she whispered in his ear, “and ……” she gave a mischievous laugh, “keep it a secret. “
His apartment is an old apartment, a small set, coal, electricity, water and sanitation are not lacking, although the years are long, things are showing old, but he usually pay attention to clean up, or look clean and tidy.
Turned on the lights and locked the door.
They embraced and kissed fiercely. It seemed as if all the acacia and desire was going to be poured into the tongue and lips, the tongues entwining and sucking each other for a long time, refusing to separate.
“I love you.” She said as she lay on his chest.
He stroked her hair, she had long thick and beautiful hair that gave off a natural shine. She crouched against his chest, her full breasts rising and falling uncontrollably.
“I love you too.” He said. But knew he was not saying what he meant.
Does he love her? Yes, he loved. Yet he knew his love was the same as the love she had just spoken of, just a spark when two lovers were in love. They were both adults and knew the rules of the game.
He took Dawn’s hand and led her into the room. He placed her bag on the table. The bag was heavy and she pulled the chain.
“This is the skirt, like it?” She unfolded a short, student-style skirt in tartan from E- LAND.
“Like.”
“Hehehe, knowing your favorite, I brought the full set.” She unfolded the same blue sweater, bubble socks on his bed, “How’s it look?”
He hugged her from behind, “Looks like I can’t stop being a stern teacher ……”
“I’m a bad girl and need a hard spanking ……” she said, her breasts heaving and her face flushed.
“It makes you bend over and it hurts more to pump.” His hand slipped under his sweater.
“Ah …… don’t ……” Dawn’s breath caught, not only because of the desire it aroused in her, but also because his fingers were ravaging her breasts.
“Bend over.” He ordered simply.
Dawn hesitated for a moment and bent over, her hands on her knees.
“Yes, Master.”
He simply removed the belt from his waist and folded it in half. Eyes scrutinized Dawn, the tweed skirt wrapped tightly around her hips, outlining the full curves.
The first swipe he delivered was so hard that the belt landed a deep indentation in her ass, accompanied by a dull thud. Her back almost stood upright for a moment.
“Ouch ……”
He lashed belt after belt, more mercilessly than any whip, the belt echoed dully, Dawn forced herself to hold back without moving, he knew she was in pain now, but her unresponsive attitude fueled his wanton mood more and more, he didn’t move and added more effort, his arm swings grew larger and larger as if he were going to break the thin tweed that protected her skin.
Dawn let out a soft moan from her throat, and the upward jerking of her hips with the whipping increased, and with each stroke, Dawn had to reluctantly bend her almost straightened back down again, straining to support her knees. Her knees began to bend with uncontrollable and violent trembling, and he knew that Dawn couldn’t support it any longer, and he aimed carefully at the peaks of her buttocks, and drew down one last hard stroke.
Dawn braced herself against the edge of the bed to keep from falling to her knees. She looked up at him, “You’re so mean ……,” she said with a slight look of awe in her eyes.
He caressed her ears and temples, fluffy and warm and soft, reminding him of his grandmother’s cat when he was a child.
“Get your stuff together, we’re eating.” He smiled softly.
“Yes, Master.” Her expression relaxed and she straightened up.
“You just had such a scary look in your eyes, I thought I was going to get slapped!” She pouted and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I’m not slapping.”
“Why don’t you fight it ……” she said, a little sultry.
He smiled bitterly, he knew she liked it. But he didn’t like it.
Dinner was at home, and the various hotels were so crowded on weekends that he decided not to go through with it.
“What are we going to eat, do you want me to cook?”
Dawn asked as she came out of the bedroom and looked at him who was putting on an apron.
“No, I’ll do it, I’m the landlord.”
“I’m happy to eat ready-made, then,” she smiled, ruffling her hair from her forehead, “doing something, want me to help?”
“Help me with the dishes.” He started peeling the potatoes, “Under the cabbage potatoes.”
“Is it good?” Dawn rolled up her sleeves and carefully began peeling the stalks of that cabbage, dipping one piece into the wash tub.
“I think it’s good, I didn’t prepare much today, I’ll make you something good tomorrow.”
“Hee hee, yeah.” She kissed him.
He heated up a frying pan, sauteed the shredded cabbage and diced potatoes that he had cut up and washed, fished the noodles that had gone through the soda water into the pan, added water and boiled them up, and there was some popped shredded meat in the fridge, which he dumped down with it.
“Know what one of my fantasies is?” He looked at the pale blue flames of the gas and spoke.
“What about it?”
“A girl, naked in an apron cooking in the kitchen, her ass red with whip marks ……”
Dawn couldn’t help but laugh.
“What’s so funny?”
“No ……” Dawn laughed even harder, “but you’re cooking in an apron now …… think of naked ……” she laughed and couldn’t straighten up.
“That’s how I’ll let you cook tomorrow.”
“But I’m not as capable as you, so what if I don’t cook well?”
“If you don’t do it right, you get a beating.”
“Yes, master! Is there a prize for doing a good job?”
“There is ah, do delicious reward board; difficult to eat reward cane.”
“Then it would have to be made neither too good nor too hard to eat, it’s so difficult.”
“Then get on your knees.”
“Ah …… I’m so pathetic, how I can’t escape you.”
“Well you’re my M.” He sat down and gave her a smile, “Eat, sprinkle some pepper on it if you’d like it spicy.”
“Okay, I’ll take it!” She pulled out her chair to sit down and he took her hand, Dawn looked at her a little surprised.
“Keep your head down.”
Dawn looked at him and lowered her head, her eyes closing as she realized something–a slap on the cheek.
“Yes, Master.” Dawn immediately fell to her knees at his feet, “I was wrong ……”
“Kneel in your chair and eat.” The tone of his command was almost gentle.
“Yes.”
She obediently took off her shoes and knelt on the chair.
The curves of the girl’s kneeling body always made his heart shake.
Xiao ate all the noodles in two or three bites, he knew that girls didn’t eat much, but it was the first time he saw her eat so fast. He soon realized why–her elbows were supporting the tabletop, and her thighs were trembling as she knelt on the chair.
“Master, am I done eating so I can go take a bath?” She looked at him babbling.
He laughed, “No way.”
“Oh.” She agreed in a long, resigned voice.
Dawn liked the feeling of kneeling at his feet, but she couldn’t do it for long.
He finished his meal, got up and started clearing the table.
“Master.”
“What for?”
“I’ll do the dishes.”
“No, I’ll wash it.” He gave her a prompting smile. Then collecting his smile, he said in a stern, square voice, “Get on your knees!”
“Yes!” She hurriedly straightened her body. Both hands pressed against her thighs.
“That’s more like it.” He tied up his apron with aplomb and began washing the dishes. She wouldn’t be able to keep up her standard kneeling position for long, but let her get behind his back.
He sat on the sofa chair in front of the bed, and she lay in his arms. The curtains were low, and the room was lit only by a bedside table lamp, ambiguously casting shadows of their embrace on the walls.
Dawn was half-naked, wearing only a white shirt with the hem spread out, revealing a smooth belly and thighs that showed their soft yellow richness in the light.
Dawn wrapped her arms around his neck, scented with the aroma of a bathed female body, every girl had her different body odor. Dawn’s body odor smelled good too, and he remembered a lot of the past, caressing Dawn’s inner thighs, enjoying every flutter of the tender skin.
“Why do you have to wear pajamas when you take a shower, how ugly, like a panda.”
“So what am I going to wear?”
“Well, since you’re the host, you should dress formally, like ……” she winked, “black sweater, black pants …… “
“Playing SM should be physically and mentally comfortable only, wearing a formal formal, swinging the whip can not be swung.”
“But you’re wearing pajamas, no atmosphere at all eh! Not like a Master.”
“You’ll know what it looks like when I torture you.” His took a clamp and lazily displayed it in front of her. It was the usual plastic clip with rows of horrible serrated teeth.
A look of fear showed in her eyes, clamps, they had been tried long ago, Dawn wasn’t too tolerant of that kind of pain. Her nipples seemed to be more sensitive than the other girls.
He unbuttoned her shirt and a pair of full firm breasts popped out. He began to knead Dawn’s bud. Until it was fully erect. He took it into his mouth and sucked on it.
“Ah ……” Dawn’s lower back jerked tighter, a bucking, numbing thrill that ran through her back muscles.
He savored the uneven roughness of her red plums, sliding his tongue over the areola, where it was a little more sensitive, and her body tensed each time.
Taking out the clips, the ugly plastic was cold in my hot hands, the jagged clip tabs looked brutal and unforgiving at the moment, showing no hint of mercy.
Opening the clipboard with force, she dangled it in front of her eyes, her eyes fearful and full of longing.
“Clip it on yourself.”
“Don’t ……” She hadn’t expected him to issue such an order.
“Yes?” His hand slid into Dawn’s moist, warm valley, sliding over the wet, delicate folds, making her moan.
“Well, how about I clip it here for you?”
His finger unexpectedly nudged the tiny red bean of the erection. Dawn screamed, not from pleasure, but from pain.
“Itchy ass again?” He began to wring her firm ass muscles.
“Ouch──don’t ……”
“Good girl ……” he said as he began to swirl around her wet red bean again.
“…… is …… I clip ……”
A trembling hand clamped it over an already teased hard nipple and the clamp closed with a blatting click. The nipple was rose-colored, the clamp fastened tightly, greedily, to the tender skin, and a searing, sudden, sharp pain coursed through her entire body, and she stifled a moan. Dawn curled up, the searing, tiny pain turning into an equally intense feeling of pleasure; pain and pleasure, sometimes there was such a thin line between them. She crouched in his arms, panting violently.
“Does it feel good?” He asked in a low voice, caressing her pubic mound.
“Good …… hurts ……”
“I want you to like clips ……”
“It hurts …… Master don’t …… It hurts ……”
He ignored her, wrapping his hand around her head to gently stroke her long soft hair. The valley between Xiao’s legs was already flooded, and his fingers took advantage of the spring water to slip into her hot, muddy secret passage, carefully exploring and caressing …… Xiao’s body shook uneasily, her fingers gripping his shoulders tightly.
“Oooh …… Master …… Master …… It hurts, it hurts …… “Dawn rocked her hips impatiently, rubbing against his thighs in an attempt to soften his resolve. His fingers played with the clamps that clenched around his nipples, his fingers drew circles around the swollen up areolas as Dawn’s nipples grew tighter and tighter, turning a deep reddish color. He tweaked it gently, watching Dawn squirm with difficulty, her face flushed. Panting raggedly. Suddenly, Dawn didn’t move, stopped even panting, spasms squeezing his fingers tightly, again and again.
Dawn’s eyes were closed and she was trembling. He saw that her temples were covered with fine beads of sweat, and that the brilliant flush of red was slowly fading from her neck.
It was a long time before she opened her eyes and looked at him with uncharacteristic shyness, and he smiled, “Like it?”
She buried her head in his chest. Nodding her head, “Like ……” she muffled in his arms, “Bitch slave thanks master for chastisement ……”
“Fool.” He caressed her hair.
“I’m not a fool, I’m your slave ……” She shook her head in his arms.
“Go get me a glass of water.”
“Uh-huh. That’s going.”
Dawn stood up, a little languidly, her oil-waxed, plump buttocks undulating and fluctuating under her loose shirt; her hips sagged more or less like any other girl he’d ever seen, and yet the rhythmic feel of her writhing as she walked was still blood-curdling.
She added hot water to his cup and knelt at his feet, bringing it to him. He took a satisfying sip, feeling a slight sweat on his chest. He was used to drinking tea and always had a hot water bottle in his bedroom, which somewhat surprised a girl like Xiao. She always teased him about being an old man. In fact, she was not young, but they were two generations after all. He always had too much love and compassion for them.
“Been busy at work lately?”
“Busy, too busy to go to the bathroom.” She sighed and rested her head on his knee, “I don’t even have time to harass MM anymore.”
“Haha, you’re harassing someone’s little girl again?” There was a cute little new clerk in Dawn’s office with a round, perky little butt.
“No time to harass her, I’m busy and so is she.” She slowly adjusted her kneeling position, almost half leaning on his lap, “What a shame, this will flatten her little ass in a few months.”
“Just like you.” He kicked her smooth ass gently, “Get on your knees!”
“Yes!” Dawn hurriedly got on her knees and gave him a somewhat resentful look, “Is my ass really flat?”
“Yeah, so give me more squeezes.” He jokingly squeezed a handful of plump muscles.
“Then screw me hard ……” she whispered as if to herself, “screw my ass so hard it’s bruised …… “Her breathing slowly began to catch, “I’m going to be beaten to death by you ……”
He caressed her head, “What’s so funny about that is that it hurts.”
“No, I want it.” She was like a little kid asking for candy, “Make me cry! I’ve never been hurt enough to cry.”
“Then go get the cane. Let me discipline you properly now.” He lifted her chin, “I’d love nothing more than to see a lash mark on your ass, too.”
“Ah, master don’t, the cane hurts.” Xiao winks and pouts.
He slapped her lightly and Dawn yelped, her eyes closing and her tongue licking her rosy lips slightly.
“Master is fierce ……”
“Still want to take one?”
“Minion wouldn’t dare.” Her eyes were bewitching and slutty, moving, and he couldn’t help but be swayed for a moment. This little goblin! He said secretly in his heart.
The rattan had been reluctantly gathered, and it had taken a while to get the slender, resilient prop. The effect was certainly not as good as in the movies, but the killing power of the whip on the skin was the strongest of all his tools.
When she fetched the cane from the cupboard and handed it to him on her knees, he saw the awe in her eyes. He once asked Xiao to take the cane in a bent-over knee position, and by the tenth stroke she was on her knees, unable to support herself, and for the first time begged for mercy, saying she could never take it again. ……
Dawn knelt in front of the couch, her ass high in the air, her hands on the floor.
The cane gently tapped the inside of her legs, and her body trembled, her legs hurriedly spread apart, revealing her swollen and moist petals.
“No rules at all?”
“Master, I know I’m wrong.” She lowered her head in a penitent gesture.
“What’s wrong with it?”
“If my master says I’m wrong, I’m wrong. ……”
He gave her a hard swat on her round ass, and a red whip mark immediately rose on her oil-wax smooth skin.
“Ah, the cheap slave is wrong ……”
“What’s wrong?” The cane slid across the moist canyon, ravaging the fragile secret of the garden.
“Master chastisement slave are slave have wrong, never wronged slave ……”
“Well, what else?”
“The body of the untouchable slave is the master’s, how the master beats and punishes is what the untouchable slave should suffer ……”
“And ……”
“Hmm? ……” Dawn raised her head in embarrassment, seemingly struggling to recall as he gently scraped and piggybacked her already swollen little red bean with the cane.
“Oh …… master, don’t …… don’t …… so high …… so numb …… “Xiao twisted her body slightly, but didn’t dare to move too much.
“Whose are you?”
“Xiao is your bitchy slave master ……”
“Well, then what’s the point of keeping your legs together to hide it?”
“Ah, the slave is wrong, please master heavily chastise him.”
His mouth was slightly tinged with a smile as he picked up the rattan and swung it twice in the air. The sound of the cane breaking through the air was clearly discernible. Dawn’s ass unconsciously began to twitch and wriggle uncomfortably, remembering the pain she had once experienced.
“How’s that for a heavy dose of smack oh ……”
Dawn let out a barely audible response from her throat.
“I asked you a question!” He repeated sternly, jerking a cane across her inner thigh to emphasize his question, the red welt quickly branding the delicate, sensitive skin.
Dawn’s ass almost popped, “Yes. Bitch slave is ready!” Dawn replied, her voice changing tone.
“Ready for what?” He questioned, and Dawn received a stinging blow in the groove of her ass. Dawn’s ass wiggled violently.
“Bitch slave ass.”
He took a step back, “Very good.” He said. Raising the cane. The muscles in Dawn’s ass tightened, and Jule cringed in fear. The cane came down with a horrible “silk” sound, striking the soft ass, burying itself deep in the flesh. He didn’t use all his strength, it would have been too cruel, and the cane would have snapped, but he didn’t pretend, either, as whip after whip sank into Hiu’s resilient, plump buttocks, and Hiu cried out, her legs trembling. Hands clawed violently at the couch cover. He eased the intensity of the lashes a little, giving her enough endurance to savor the pain down there.
The cumulative pain of the cane on her wounds still caused Dawn to wail, her waist, hips and thighs trembling violently, and her thighs couldn’t help but come together to grind her knees in quick succession. He heard her burst into tears and begin to sob.
After enduring ten strokes of the cane, Xiao flung herself into his arms, stroking her ass with her palms as she did so. All the while whimpering in pain. He rested his hand on her ass, lightly touching the stark whip marks on her ass with his fingertips, slowly rubbing her hot flesh.
“You’re so cruel ……” she complained in a small voice, “it’s killing you ……”
“Know what curiosity gets you?” He caressed her bruised ass, “Know what it’s like to be spanked so hard you cry out?”
“Well, I’m never going to try it again.” She looked at him with teary eyes, “Am I being capricious ……”
“Girls are capricious ……”
“Hmph, showing off that you’ve read a lot of people again.” She gave him a blank look, her eyes, which still had teardrops on them, flirtatious. His lower body tightened again. Hmph, I’m going to make you scream later!
It wasn’t Dawn who screamed in agony while in bed.
He let out an involuntary cry of misery when Dawn took his long swollen cock into her mouth and ran her tongue over it.
He’d never had oral sex with a woman before, either giving or being given. The sex play that had been going on since dinner had made his parting swollen and very sensitive, and when Dawn’s slightly rough tongue skimmed over it, the intense pleasure bordered on pain.
He knew the relationship between pleasure and pain in SM, and at the moment, he was feeling it and fully understood the full implications of the period.
Dawn sucked awkwardly, the tip of her tongue moving back and forth in his groove, and his body shuddered violently; there was a sensitive area there that he’d only read about in books, and as Dawn’s tongue rubbed back and forth there, he had no choice but to gasp, and couldn’t get a word out to threaten Dawn.
Waves of pleasure surged through the small of his back, and he was almost about to lose his armor when, suddenly, Dawn looked up from his lower back, frowned, and hurriedly pulled a tissue from the bed and spat it out.
“Yikes, that’s disgusting ……”
He took a small breath to settle down, “Disgusting what?”
“You’ve got something oozing out of there ……”
“Che, you don’t know what happens to men when you blow? I’m not even out yet.”
“How was I supposed to know you’d have something out so soon, of course I’d duck when you couldn’t help it!”
“What words!” He pulled Dawn down on top of him and slapped her hard on her hot ass several times, and Dawn screamed in alarm.
“No more fighting, I’m done ……”
“You tease me like that and you’re just going to let it go?” He pushed Dawn’s head down to look at his angular organ.
“Uh-huh,” she said with a twinkle in her eye, “hands it is then.”
“No.” He flatly refused.
“So ……” Dawn wrapped her arms around his head and whispered next to his ear, “It’s a safe day ……”
She turned off the lights and darkness enveloped the room. Dawn liked being in the dark, it was as if her heart but like a loose tie. Before he had time to think about it, he had felt her crawl up his body.
“Let me serve you.” She whispered in his ear.
“Uh-huh.” He took hold of her breasts and squeezed them hard. He heard her gasp, and then he groaned slightly as he felt the weight on his crotch, the burning swell slowly sliding into a hot, wet world.
There was no trickery, Dawn wriggled against him with ease, the pleasure coming calmly and persistently, warm and self-contained. He caressed Dawn’s cheek. Dawn undulated her hips, her burning breath caressing his face and breasts, occasionally moaning slightly at the touch of his body on her ass as she moaned in rhythm with the undulations. He couldn’t help but squeeze Dawn’s swollen, burning ass, and Dawn squealed as he felt himself squeezed violently, the intense pleasure forcing him to continue tormenting Dawn’s ass, breasts ……
“Oh ……” she moaned brokenly as the small of her back began to ram against his abdomen and he could feel the beads of sweat on her back. One’s thoughts began to blur, and it seemed that all that remained was an endless ocean of sensuality, wave after wave undulating and raging ……