Dream Girl (1)

(i)

An Shao Ting was already wandering around this supermarket called ‘Huafeng’ for the third time in this week.

But he never saw the girl again – not even a similar-looking one.

He was now somewhat convinced that the girl he had seen that day might have been just an illusion on his part.

Why else would that face have flashed by and he never touched it again?

A face similar to that girl’s often appeared in his dreams lately. He was no longer sure whether he had first dreamed of a woman who looked like the girl, or whether he had started dreaming of her only after he had first met the girl. Every time he woke up, he did not remember what happened to the girl in his dream or what she did, he only vaguely remembered that she seemed to be very emaciated and depressed, sometimes even like a very painful, so that An Shao Ting’s heart was always a little uneasy and anxious.

He believed that the characters in the dream must be ones he himself had known or seen – perhaps in some movie or TV show, and certainly most likely a girl he had seen on the street somewhere – he often gazed at all kinds of beautiful women on the street.

He was twenty-five years old and had never even had an official girlfriend, and he was really worried that the whole stressful and busy job as a software programmer would make him old before his time.

Alas, it would be nice to have a girlfriend! He didn’t expect a very beautiful girlfriend, as long as he had a girl waiting for him after work every day, whom he longed to see, and with whom he could have a sweet talk to relieve his physical and mental exhaustion, he would be satisfied. Of course, it would be nice to go further… but he never had such a girl in his life. Every day after work, all he could do was either go out on the street and fantasize about all kinds of beautiful women, or connect to the Yuan Yuan website on the internet and read all kinds of erotic novels to relieve his boredom – lately, he’d been going there so much that he’d tried to restrain himself from going there less often, but he’d been unsuccessful in his attempts to do so. If he had a girlfriend in his life, he wouldn’t be going there so much.

The familiar music from An Shao Ting came from the store, making him unable to help humming along: ‘The girl across the street look over here.

Look over here. Look over here.

It’s a great show here.

Please don’t pretend to ignore it.

┅┅

I’m looking left, right, up and down.

Turns out every girl is not easy.

I’ve thought and guessed and guessed.

Girls have strange minds.

┅┅’

An Shao Ting was humming Ren Xian Qi’s pop song in his heart, while “looking left and right” and “up and down” at every young woman in the store, and every time he saw a pretty girl, he would fantasize about it in his heart.

He didn’t buy anything, and after wandering around the store for nearly half an hour, he turned the corner by the toothpaste and other shelves and was ready to head back. He knew in his heart that it was a waste of time to hang around here, and even if he saw the girl, what would he do? What if he saw the girl? Did he really dare to go up and talk to her?

He has tried to say to a strange girl on the street “I seem to have seen you somewhere, are you called ××××?”. He has also tried to get bumped into by a girl on purpose and say, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Ah… you’re so pretty” or something like that. In addition to being stared at, I’ve also been yelled at.

What if I bumped into this dream girl here and said, “I’ve dreamed about you many times in my dreams.”

Would it be particularly romantic? I guess it’s a wonder she doesn’t yell back at me.

But there was always a strange feeling in his heart. After catching a glimpse of that face at the other end of the shelves here that day, he’d circled back and couldn’t find her. He couldn’t remember why he’d felt such a sense of déjà vu when he’d seen that face at the time, but after that, he’d really fallen head over heels for her.

Since he’d often come around here looking for it, it had made him go to the meta site less often, and he had plenty of time to waste anyway.

Maybe it was really an illusion. An Shao Ting walked a little dejectedly towards the entrance of ‘Huafeng’, ready to go home – instead of wasting any more time here, he should go to the website and read some exciting novels.

Suddenly he froze – a girl in a yellow sleeveless dress was walking lightly toward him from the other side.

Ah! He immediately saw that this girl was exactly the one he had been searching for in his dreams – not only did she look alike, but even the haggard look that was revealed on that face was very similar.

Right! That haggard, weak look! It’s a perfect resemblance.

So there really was such a girl – the girl of his dreams. How beautiful it would be if she could be his girlfriend!

His heartbeat suddenly sped up, his palms began to sweat, and his dry mouth actually closed from nervousness and excitement.

As he watched the graceful form of the girl walking lightly come closer and closer, he suddenly deflated for a moment.

Ugh! Forget it. No way! She’s too pretty. Let’s just forget about it. Just think of her as a dream girl and keep the good memories only in your heart.

An Shao-Ting vainly suppressed the absurd fantasies within himself, admonishing himself that he could not go about donning the good girl-so beautiful a dream girl-as he did to ordinary girls, and his humble heart immediately dispelled all courage in him to rush forward and get close to her.

It was at that moment that the girl’s eyes were turning on him as well.

He immediately turned his head away in embarrassment to avoid being seen peeking at someone else. When he secretly turned his head again as if nothing had happened, he saw the girl suddenly turn into the middle of the two rows of shelves and stride away.

He was greatly surprised. He was almost certain that the girl had seen him, and she was acting as if she was deliberately avoiding someone – he looked back, and he was alone on this side. Could it be that she was avoiding him, An Shao Ting?

It’s impossible. They shouldn’t know each other, so why was she avoiding him? He was sure they didn’t know each other. There was no girl he knew who was this clean-cut.

An Shao Ting didn’t have time to think too much and immediately walked over quickly. When he reached the place where the two shelves were, he saw that she was turning right from the other end.

He suddenly remembered that this would give him a reason to talk to her – he could ask her why she was avoiding him? Right!

This was a great idea. His heartbeat plummeted again.

He stopped chasing after the girl and went around this end of the rack. He figured he could meet her head on behind the shelf against the wall.

He had calculated accurately – the girl who was looking backward while sprinting forward was sprinting toward him down this narrow aisle – it was inevitable that they would meet face to face.

“Ah!”

The girl immediately screamed out in shock when she saw him cut in front of her and hurriedly lowered her head, standing still as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

An Shao Ting was really strange. It was as if she was afraid of him – it wasn’t as if she had met a debtor, so why was she so afraid to see him?

Great curiosity coupled with instinctive youthful impulses made An Shao Ting finally gather courage and asked in an almost trembling voice with some stuttering, “Hey, why do… you… seem… to be avoiding me? Is that so?”

“Ah… no… no… I… just buying some… yes… sorry…”

“Huh? …”

The girl stammered in a low voice in defense, revealing an expression of obvious shock and fear, leaving An Shao Ting unexpectedly at a loss for words.

“I… please… I really didn’t see you… please…”

An Shao Ting was really confused. He couldn’t imagine that his dream girl would not only say sorry to him, but also plead with him, as if she owed him a great deal.

“Hey, you begged me? What… what are you begging… for?”

“Ah… I’m sorry… Please, not here… There are people here…”

“┅┅”

The girl in front of her almost cried out, her voice getting lower and lower, further confusing An Shao Ting.

The girl bowed her head slightly, not daring to raise her eyes to his. Long dark hair fell over her shoulders, beautiful eyelashes twitched under a pair of pale eyebrows, and a deft nose seemed to twitch one at a time.

It was so beautiful. It was the first time An Shao Ting had ever faced such a beautiful girl so closely, and the excitement in his heart was simply indescribable – ah! She’s talking to me! She’s begging me!

An Shaoting just couldn’t believe his good fortune.

He looked back and forth, there is no one in this row of shelves, so he followed the question: “Hey, no one here?”

“Ah… no… please… here… anytime… ah!”

The girl’s eyes filled with tears and she whispered a broken plea.

Suddenly, much to An Shao-Ting’s surprise, the girl slowly began to unbutton the top button of her dress with trembling hands, followed by another…

Ah?

An Shao-Ting took a breath of cold air. He was truly stunned – he could never have imagined that such a beautiful strange girl would be… in front of him… Ah! Oh my God! He could already see her snow-white breasts… her white bra…

The intense stimulation made An Shao Ting feel heavenly – his rapid heartbeat almost took his breath away.

He simply couldn’t believe his eyes – the girl of his dreams was right in front of him… He wasn’t dreaming, was he? He felt he couldn’t breathe.

How is this possible? This is too…

Suddenly, a metallic sound came from behind the girl – the doors of the elevator a few steps behind her suddenly opened slowly, but it was empty and unoccupied.

The sound of the elevator startled them both at the same time.

The girl hurriedly clutched her hand tightly around her collar, which was loosened by two buttons, and looked back in panic.

After seeing that there was no one inside, they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

An Shao Ting looked at the beautiful girl’s shy demeanor as she clenched her breasts, and a surge of heat rose violently throughout her body.

His mouth dropped open speechlessly, and he stared blankly at the girl of his dreams, his mind already in a daze, not knowing how to deal with this unexpected scenario that he just couldn’t have dreamed of.

Suddenly, the girl grabbed his hand, turned around and pulled him backward at a brisk pace, all the while whispering and begging, “Oh… Will you come with me? Please…”

An Shao Ting only felt a small, slippery, moist hand pulling on his hand, and his heart beat even faster. Before he had time to think, he was already pulled into the unoccupied elevator by her in a few steps.

They had just entered the elevator when the automatic doors slowly closed.

The girl stared at the button panel by the door for a moment to figure it out, and soon found the button she was looking for and pressed it down hard with one finger.

An Shaoting suddenly realized that she had pressed that emergency stop button – which meant that the people outside could no longer easily open the elevator door.

An Shao Ting snapped out of his shock for a moment – a cool breath rose up his spine.

Ah? What is she doing? Why did she trap him in this tiny elevator? Was she trying to harm herself? A feeling of being tricked and duped jolted him awake at once.

He looked at the girl in horror, his heart clenched so tightly that he didn’t know how to react. He turned his head to look at the narrow elevator, an inexplicable fear made his whole body cold. He asked in a hard, serious tone, “Hey, what are you doing?”

Still not looking directly into his eyes, the girl lowered her already lowered head even lower: “… please… please… I… I… can’t I do it for you here? Please…”

The girl said so jitterily, then suddenly fell down on her knees in front of An Shao Ting, and as soon as she pulled open the belt of his pants, she immediately and swiftly began to remove his pants.

An Shao Ting became even more flustered and hurriedly tried to avoid this girl’s hand, but his tense and stiff body couldn’t even move a step.

“Hello? … Hello? … what are you…?”

Ignoring his protests, the girl pulled down his underwear while still pleading with him in a trembling voice: “You… please… I’ll do it for you… please… I’ll do it for you right here… can’t I do it for you? … Please… ow…”

Suddenly, the girl took Anne Shao Ting’s prick into her mouth in one violent gulp, gagging her continuous pleading voice.

Everything happened so quickly that An Shao Ting didn’t have any time to think at all – that is, if he had time, he didn’t know how to think – he was completely stunned – such a beautiful girl, actually kneeling in front of him so actively, taking a bite of his prick into her mouth – this was dreaming, wasn’t it? It must be a dream.

She doesn’t even know him yet!

The prick was gently sucked by a warm mouth, and a soft tongue immediately added sharply to his glans – a tremendous stimulation that at once engorged and swelled to the point where his prick, which had just shrunk into a small strip of shock from fear, became engorged with blood.

Oh, my God! It’s so exciting! An Shao Ting let out a continuous deep gasp.

It was impossible – exactly like dreaming. But An Shaoting knew it wasn’t a dream at all – his mind was clear and the stimulation coming from his lower body was so strong and real.

He never imagined that he would be able to enjoy what he had always dreamed of but never thought of before – a blowjob – and by such a beautiful and seductive girl – no! the girl of his dreams – taking it in her mouth so willingly – and adding to it so stimulatingly… He was so lost in the waves of pleasure that he didn’t know what to say or do, and just stood there in the elevator, letting her suck his prick in his crotch Sucking on his prick.

He was no longer worried that the girl had some ill purpose in locking them in this elevator – the girl would just want him dead right now, and he wouldn’t hesitate.

But… what is this all about?

An Shao Ting decided not to care about anything – let her do whatever she wanted – even if he was dreaming, he was going to let this so exciting and voluptuous dream be done.

The girl was kneeling on the floor of the elevator, her yellow skirt covering her legs, revealing only her beautiful calves in white stockings and the orange heels on her feet.

She wrapped both hands around his thighs, her head buried in his crotch and kept moving. The girl’s dexterous tongue kept stimulating his rod, while also holding his shaft more tightly with her lips, bobbing her head back and forth – her hair fluttering lightly in the movement of her head.

An Shao Ting was completely lost in this pleasure he couldn’t imagine – the girl continued to stimulate his rod with her heart by deftly adding her tongue to it, and waves of pleasure continuously surrounded and jumped inside him.

The stimulation of his lower body in the girl’s mouth grew stronger, almost making him unsteady on his feet. He stumbled back a step, his body leaning against the wall of the elevator. The girl’s mouth followed suit, following forward, still tightly wrapped around his rod, and both knees followed.

He gripped the handrail in the elevator with both hands and clenched his lips. The movements of the girl’s mouth grew faster and more intense, soon bringing him to an ejaculatory climax.

He didn’t dare to imagine that he was about to shoot his filthy cum into the mouth of such a beautiful and innocent girl, but he also didn’t want to leave her mouth right now and lose the enjoyment of such a wonderful and extreme pleasure.

He looked nervously toward his crotch – only to see her moving her head violently, as if she too knew he was about to climax, and began to pick up the pace ever so slightly, as if she just wanted him to cum in her mouth so much.

He couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Ah ！！！！ Heh! Heh! Heh!”

The fiery semen spurted explosively into the girl’s mouth. Once, twice, three times… The girl seemed to be prepared for his ejaculation, and worked hard to swallow the ejaculate into her stomach, mouthful by mouthful, while at the same time continuing to stimulate his rod with her lips, sucking and wrapping her lips around it as hard as she could.

There was so much cum that it ran down the rod and out of her mouth.

To Anne’s surprise, the girl used her hand to bracket the white cum from his cock and send it back into her mouth in the intervals between the rod going in and out of her mouth.

An Shao Ting was completely in the extreme post-orgasmic comfort, his mind simply could not think anymore about how it could be such a strange encounter.

It was too comfortable. The stimulation on the rod still didn’t end after he had cum – the girl continued to gently and lightly suck on the shaft, slowly working it around in her mouth.

The girl carefully cleaned his prick at last, then pulled his underpants for him and lifted his pants up.

At that moment, there were one or two “thumps” from outside the elevator, followed by the sound of metal clashing with each other. They were startled at the same time. It seemed that the outside world might have noticed the elevator’s stoppage and was sending someone to check and repair it.

An Shao Ting hurriedly took the pants and scrambled to fasten them. The girl also stood up in a hurry and buttoned up her skirt which she had just unbuttoned.

Just at that same time, the door of the elevator was opened slowly. Outside, three workers looked at them with amazement.

The girl flapped her skirts in extreme distress and fled from them at a gallop with her face red and her head down.

An Shao Ting was equally flustered and didn’t know what to do, and after freezing for a moment, he hurriedly chased after them.

The girl is nowhere to be found.

(ii)

An Shao Ting has been wandering around this ‘Huafeng’ supermarket for half an hour now. This is the fourth time he’s been around here since the last time he met his dream girl and was taken by her to the elevator for a blowjob.

His many recent appearances here have begun to arouse the suspicion of the security guards here.

Frustrated, he stepped out of the store and searched with his eyes through the bustling crowds of people on the street.

An Shao Ting wondered from time to time whether the encounter he had with that dream girl in the elevator of ‘Huafeng’ that day was a dream of his own or not. But it did actually happen – he ran out of the elevator that day and couldn’t find the girl. He ran out of the elevator that day, and couldn’t find the girl. He chased her out of the supermarket, and there was no sign of her on the street.

Then he had been wandering the streets until very late at night. None of it could have been a dream, and he could still feel the hot sensation of having that girl’s rod in his mouth – a bone-chilling sensation that was at once like a dream, but never a dream.

He had thought about this matter over and over again countless times over the past few days, but couldn’t make out any semblance of a clue.

He was so eager to see that girl of his dreams again.

That girl definitely didn’t look like a prostitute, this An Shao Ting was more than sure, not only did she not mention anything about money, she also looked as if she was afraid of him. Definitely not a prostitute. This idea that she was a prostitute was simply unbearable to An Shao Ting – how could such a beautiful dream girl be a prostitute?

So… is it really like in the Liao Zhai stories, that a fairy or fox fairy first appeared in his dreams and then came down to offer herself to satisfy the lonely man? And in such a modern and avant-garde way?

The thought of ghosts and monsters and the like sent a chill through An Shao Ting’s spine.

Or else, it was the reincarnation of a former enemy – yes! She acted as if she owed An Shao Ting – it must be that she had owed him in her previous life and had come to repay him in this life. Otherwise, she really couldn’t explain why she didn’t even know him, yet she avoided him when she saw him, apologized and begged him, and then blew her horn for him.

But An Shao Ting doesn’t really believe in that either.

He knew it was impossible, he had never been the type to be superstitious about ghosts and monsters. It was the twenty-first century, who really believed in that?

Otherwise there was only one explanation – a possibility that An Shao Ting was very reluctant to believe – or else, it was that the girl had recognized the wrong person.

A man who looked very similar to An Shao Ting used to be this girl’s… No, it couldn’t be. An Shao-Ting was convinced that it couldn’t be, and he really didn’t want to believe that his dream girl had sucked his dick because she had mistaken him for someone else – that would be like saying that his dream girl would do the same thing for another man – he didn’t believe that this would be the case.

People can look alike and have the same body, but what about the voice? How do you explain that the girl heard his voice and couldn’t recognize it? There is no such thing in this world.

Is there really someone in the world who looks just like you? Twins?

Impossible. An Shao Ting had grown up with a very stable family, and his own parents would never have torn a twin brother apart.

An Shao Ting walked along the street in a daze, his mind still searching for the most possible and reasonable explanation for this strange encounter.

Maybe, could it be some kind of prank? Yeah! Why wouldn’t it be? If the girl hadn’t lost a bet with someone?

But – if that was the case, there was bound to be one of her companions peeking around.

-There really wasn’t anyone around at that time. Could it have been the guys who showed up outside the elevator later?

It really didn’t look like it. It wouldn’t, An Shaoting vetoed the idea again. He could never accept the idea that the girl of his dreams would be with those people.

Ugh! I can’t think about it. Only find the girl again and ask her in person.

It was a ridiculous thing in the extreme. To just be confused and receive oral sex from a beautiful girl and not be able to figure anything out for myself.

He had been tempted to write up his own personal encounters in a strange story and post it on the Yuan Yuan website. After all, he had read a lot of other people’s works on it, and this time was just the right time to contribute for once. However, if he wrote about this strange encounter with the girl in his dream, who would believe it? Moreover, people will surely ask, then what happened later? There has to be a result or explanation anyhow, right?

So, the girl had to be found anyways. The fact that she would show up at the ‘Huafeng’ supermarket meant that she should be living nearby.

An Shao Ting looked in all directions while carefully recalling every detail of that day’s encounter with that dream girl again.

It was as if she was afraid to see him. It was as if she begged him not to do anything in that public place – to do what? It was as if she had begun to undo the buttons on her skirts in desperation-was it exposure?

He dared not imagine. Could this really happen in life? Could there be a man who looked like him who would force her to expose herself in public?

He did read a lot of erotica on the Gen-Yuan website that exposed his girlfriend, but he never thought it was just some guy’s boring-as-hell sexual fantasies.

Imagine if you had such a delicate and tender girlfriend, would you be willing to let her expose her beautiful body to others?

An Shao Ting absolutely did not believe that there would really be such a person in real life – unless that person was really crazy – or was an extreme pervert – only some mentally obscene to the extreme of Japanese Only some Japanese with the most obscene mentality would do that kind of thing.

An Shao Ting’s mind floated back to the enchanting spring light of the breasts exposed when the girl in that dream unbuttoned her skirt.

But – other than public exposure – what else would that girl rather do than suck his dick in an elevator for him?

The sudden sound of a car horn and the yelling of a rude driver sounded behind him, and he turned around to see a car pass behind him just as he crossed the street.

He had no intention of cursing with anyone, and continued on his way, humming the familiar tune in his heart again: ‘The girl across the street look over here.

Look over here. Look over here.

It’s a great show here.

Please don’t pretend to ignore it.

┅┅

I’m looking left, right, up and down.

Turns out every girl is not easy.

I’ve thought and guessed and guessed.

Girls have strange minds.

┅┅’

The familiar scent drifting from the ‘Yuan Yuan’ Lantern Shop across the street aroused his appetite, and it was then that he realized that it was almost dark, and the number of pedestrians on the road had begun to dwindle.

The ‘Yuan Yuan’ Lantern Shop was a place he often loved to eat, perhaps because the name ‘Yuan Yuan’ and the Yuan Yuan website happened to be the same?

All around him, except for a jewelry store on the side where the lights were bright, this was the only Lantern Shop that was still bright. He knew that most of the snack stores in the area were at that end of the street, and this was the only Lantern Shop on this side.

It’s dinner time, will she come out to eat?

An Shaoting kept pondering over the possible habits of this dream girl. He decided to look around the Lantern Shop first, then he went to the end of the street where there were many snack stores to keep watch.

He walked straight over to the door of ‘Won Won’s’ store.

The familiar voice of the owner’s wife and the customer’s goodbye came from the store: “Miss, welcome again!”

Then, a delicate girl’s voice came out clearly from inside as the door was pushed open: “Thank you, boss. Bye.”

Ah! An Shao Ting almost screamed in shock.

Wasn’t that the voice of the girl of his dreams that he had been thinking about day and night?

This simple cry of thanks and goodbye produced an overwhelming shock in An Shaoting’s heart-his blood almost boiled.

He hurriedly walked up and caught a glimpse of a beautiful girl coming out of the store, a light red jacket covering her upper body compactly, reflecting the lines of her beautiful breasts. Tight black stretch pants wrapped tightly around her thighs, her graceful legs and buttocks all carved out.

Her big, watery eyes were shooting up at him even then.

Ah! Isn’t this the girl of his dreams?

As soon as the girl saw him, her whole body seemed to be shaken, as if she had seen the most terrible thing in the world, and she immediately froze on the spot in horror, and her open mouth did not utter a single sound.

He has come to her front, the mood of nervousness and excitement has reached the point of no return, had thought of a lot of words all choked in his throat can not say a word, can only also be stupidly staring at her drooping eyes, do not dare to move half a step.

Her shocked face was white.

After a few seconds she seemed to have recovered slightly from the shock, and a few red clouds immediately appeared on her cheeks. She immediately lowered her head tightly, not daring to look at him directly, her lips trembling and trembling, and almost through her teeth she squeezed out a word to him that was even lower in volume: “Master…”

What? An Shao Ting was once again stunned. How could he not believe that the girl of his dreams would shout such a name at him?

“What? I can’t hear what you’re saying… what did you call me?”

The girl repeated in a low voice, almost sobbing, “Master… I…”

An Shao Ting’s shock simply exceeded the emotions he had felt the last time he had encountered oral sex. He had imagined many scenarios of what they would encounter when they met again, but no longer could he have expected it to be the way it was now, which was completely beyond his expectations.

Master? She called him master? It can’t be, can it? It’s impossible. It’s impossible!

He instinctively raised his voice and said to the girl, “Hey, can you speak louder? I can’t hear you clearly.”

“Ah… Master… please… please don’t… here…”

The girl’s voice in reply was not much higher than it had been a moment ago. But An Shao Ting had gathered his whole body to listen to her every word, and now heard perfectly that the girl of his dreams was indeed calling him ‘master’.

The girl’s fearful voice made An Shao Ting extremely uncomfortable. He couldn’t believe that this girl, whom he would never dare to harm, would be so afraid of him, as if he was a devil.

An Shao Ting felt a coolness rise from the soles of his feet and go straight through his spine before spreading throughout his body.

Good heavens! There must have been some cruel means used by a man who looked very much like him to take control of this girl’s soul-the soul of the girl of his dreams whom An Shao Ting longed for her to be his lover.

What’s he gonna do?

Just as he was still not sure how to respond to the girl, she continued in a trembling voice, somewhat urgently: “Master… please spare me… Nur… there are too many people here… Nur please…”

The girl was already crying. Her trembling, fearful voice pierced deep into An Shao Ting’s heart.

“Hey… so… you…”

An Shao Ting really couldn’t say anything. Stuttering, he didn’t know what to say in order to both comfort the girl and break the deadlock.

It was now clear to him that the girl was mistaken. But – how should he explain this misunderstanding to her?

She was afraid to run away now because she thought he was her ‘master’. If he told her the truth, she’d run away in shame – she couldn’t be allowed to run away – he’d been looking for her for days and… oh my God! She called him ‘Master’? Calling herself ‘slave’? Doesn’t this mean – doesn’t this mean that the person she mistook him for is treating her like a – a sex slave?

As soon as such a scary and sexy word appeared in An Shaoting’s mind, he associated it with those horrible descriptions of sexual tyranny in Yuan Yuan’s website.

He suddenly understood why she only wanted to hide when she saw him. He understood why she had sucked his cock so willingly. He understood why she had begged him several times to spare her – there was only one explanation for all this – because she was afraid of being brutally tortured by her brutal “master”.

It was the last thing he could have accepted as a possibility, but it was all that could be true – and he understood everything painfully.

It was all clear – the girl of his dreams was, after all, the sex slave of some man who looked like himself.

He was angry and nervous and hot all at the same time – the thought of all the possible sexual abuse made his sympathy for her and his hatred for the man almost too much for him to express.

The girl continued to plead pitifully, almost in tears: “… Master… please… not here… I beg you, Nuru. As long as it’s not here… in your room, everything will be…”

The girl had a nuer on the left and a nuer on the right, and her sincere tone could never have been feigned.

But An Shao Ting still couldn’t believe that in real life there really were women who were forced to be sex slaves to men. He has always thought that so many sex slaves on Yuan Yuan’s website are just some perverted men’s perverted sexual fantasies, and it is absolutely impossible to use brutal means to enslave another independent person in such a lawful society.

But the living, breathing girl in front of him, who called herself Nuer, told him to believe that there was a lot more filth in the world that he didn’t know about.

The girl must have been caught in something by the man – but what kind of something that would make her prefer to be his sex slave than to go to the police for help?

Oh, my God! A sex slave? What would this man make this beautiful, innocent girl do?

She even said that she would… anything as long as it was in her room…

Suddenly, an extremely exciting idea rushed into An Shao Ting’s brain – why not just make the mistake of not telling this girl the truth about him?

So… Oh my God!

He was stunned by his own thoughts. He immediately thought that not only would he be able to make this beautiful girl suck his dick again, as she did that day, but he would also be able to play with her as he pleased, and bully her in all sorts of – all sorts of ways. All he could think of now was that he could “own” such a beautiful dream girl as he wished – and the thought of this word “own” made his whole body’s blood boil.

Of course he knew that his behavior was obscene, dirty, and selfish. How could he treat such a pure and innocent girl as a sex slave in the same way as that perverted man?

But at the thought of such an eye-catching and exciting word as sex slave, An Shao Ting’s heart was beating wildly.

Once the lid of the magic bottle in his heart was opened, he could no longer control his demonic nature.

He was so excited that he could hardly speak, and desperately trying to control his nervousness, he did his best not to show his feelings, saying, “Alright then… we’ll go to your room now.”

The girl’s face had a strangely complex expression — a mixture of relief and joy, fear and horror, and disappointment that she was being forced to let him go to her room right now. In a soft, trembling voice she whispered to him, “Thank you. Master.”

After saying that, she turned around and walked away. An Shao Ting hurriedly followed, tightly clinging behind her, as if he was afraid she would escape again.

The girl’s warm body scent wafted from in front of him, leaving him completely lost in a complex mental state of nervousness, excitement, unease, confusion, agitation, guilt, and even crime.

An Shao Ting could feel the blood boiling throughout his body. Such a well-behaved and docile girl – about to let herself be manipulated and toyed with at will? Oh, my God! This is too…

An Shao Ting’s inner feelings were now complicated. He felt that his current behavior was simply taking advantage of the fire – after all, it was such a beautiful and pure girl, how could he bear to act like an animal and violate her while she was unknown?

But–that temptation was also too strong–her slim figure, her beautiful lines, her charming shy look, and her tame good behavior–everything strongly stimulated An Shao Ting’s mind.

Apart from the hurried oral sex this girl did for him last time, An Shao Ting had never yet had any real sexual experience with any woman ah. How could he let go of such a good opportunity in front of him?

An Shao Ting’s heart was beating like a drum. He could never have imagined that he would be luckier than the elevator encounter he had that day.

He had always thought that that kind of encounter was already a once-in-a-lifetime stunner, and that there could never be anything better than that.

He was getting more and more nervous, calculating how to put on this show when he got to her room later, and at the same time worrying about what would happen if she found out about his impostor’s identity.

Suddenly, a horrible thought came into his head – could this be a big scam?

Oh, my God! How could you be so confused. What in the world could be so good? What’s that English saying?

‘Too Good to be True’, if her partner was waiting in ambush in her room, wouldn’t one…

It’s not right! How could such a sincere and pure girl do something like that? Why would she cheat herself? Cheat money? There’s really no need to go to so much trouble. Kidnapping? Again, he himself was really not an important person, and his family was not a great tycoon.

Most of all, it wouldn’t take much to trick him. Based on her beauty, there was no need for her to open her mouth, and he would take the initiative to take the bait in any trap. What’s more, last time this girl really blew the trumpet for him, that was real ah!

He had already made up his mind. Even if there was a mountain of fire in front of him, he was going to go through it. But he was already a little worried that things would never be as simple as he had just thought. How in the world can there be such a good thing – letting him pick up sex slaves for nothing?

He was getting more and more nervous.

The girl led him silently to a four-story apartment building he had never been in before, leading him up to a corner door on the third floor before inserting a key into the lock hole.

An Shao Ting was nervous to the extreme at this point. He raised his alert heart, ready to escape from the original path immediately if anything unusual happened.

The girl opened the door, twisted on the light in the room, and walked in silently with her head bowed.

An Shao Ting’s heart felt like it was about to jump out of his throat, and beads of sweat were already seeping out of his clenched palms.

He gathered his courage and stepped carefully and nervously through the door of the room.

(iii)

An Shao Ting stepped into the girl’s room, and much to his surprise, nothing happened.

But his alert mind did not at once relent. He stood just two paces from the door, and looked quickly around the room with both eyes.

It was a common one-room apartment in the city, with the kitchen on the left hand side of the door, a raised platform separating the kitchen from the rest of the house, a neatly scented wire-framed crib in the center of the house, and a small door leading to the bathroom on the other side. On the other wall of the house was a window with closed curtains, and under the window was a small table on which were neatly placed some books and the usual stationery.

A typical bachelor’s apartment, apart from the neatness and the fragrance in the air, An Shao Ting couldn’t feel anything special – he had a sense of déjà vu instead.

An Shao Ting looked at the whole room, and it seemed that there was indeed no sign of anyone. His “fluttering, fluttering” heart finally felt a little bit more stable, but still could not be completely relieved immediately.

The girl closed and locked the door of the room behind him and immediately turned to him and immediately began to remove her tunic and pants with violent, sharp movements, revealing her beautiful skin – a beautiful nude body of a teenage girl with only her bra and panties left.

An Shao Ting saw such a beautiful female body in front of him and sucked in a breath of cold air in shock – it was the first time he had seen a woman’s real nude body with his own eyes – the countless nude pictures he had seen on pornographic websites couldn’t be compared to this living, pure and beautiful girl in front of him! Ah!

Before An Shao Ting could return to his senses, the girl violently crouched down in front of him, her head almost pressed to the ground, and said in a clear, bright, and approximately trembling voice, “Nu’er welcomes Master’s presence.”

An Shao Ting was once again stunned – oh my god! Is this all true?

The girl crouched silently on the floor, her panty-clad buttocks slightly arched, and there were some streaks of bruising across her entire back that seemed to resemble the marks of a whipping. A large portion of her dark hair was lifted, revealing her beautiful ears and snow-white neck.

There are no hoaxes, no twists and turns, it’s all just so simple – but it’s just too much to believe.

Now An Shao Ting’s mind was blank, completely at a loss as to how to cope with the scene that had suddenly appeared in front of him – facing a half-naked girl who called herself “Nu’er”, how was he supposed to act so that he wouldn’t fall through the cracks?

He desperately thought about the various tyrannical and sex-slave conditioning novels he’d read before on the Yuan Yuan website, but couldn’t recall a single detail at this moment.

LOL! Why didn’t I pay more attention to this kind of story before? Isn’t this the kind of tyrannical work that’s most common on the Yuan Yuan website? There’s like 20 pages of archives in that library’s Tyranny category, probably the most of any category, right?

An Shao Ting’s favorite reads were erotic novels like springtime and school, and deep down he was disgusted by those erotic abuses that used violence against women. But those innocent storylines that he loved did not help him at all now.

How can I act like I come here often without her noticing? How can I act like a ‘host’?

What about the ferocious look? He had never even thought about this kind of role before, and it was really difficult for him to be asked to do it all of a sudden.

All he wanted to do in his mind right now was to pick up the beautiful woman on the ground and rub and caress her with his hands for all she was worth.

But he knew that if he made one mistake, things would go completely wrong. Not only would the girl not let him take advantage of her any more, but she would probably bring out the real ‘master’, so… oh my god! As he thought of this, his heart was suddenly suspended in fear. If that man found out that he was here taking great advantage of his sex slave, would they… would they… they might do anything… Since he, An Shao Ting, already knew such a perverted secret about them, and also knew where the girl lived, wouldn’t they silence him?

But how could he possibly part with the almost completely naked girl in front of him without playing with her? He’d never touched a real naked woman before.

It’s worth dying for.

An Shao Ting made up his mind and pretended to speak in a very icy tone to the girl on the ground, “You stay down! Do you hear me?”

“Yes. Master.”

An Shao Ting stepped around the girl’s body and pressed his body against the wall next to the restroom door, satisfied to see the girl obediently lying tightly on the floor, not daring to move a muscle.

An Shao Ting made a quick check in the restroom, then went to the window and lifted the curtains to look out, and was satisfied to find that the window faced a platform from which he could easily jump to the platform to his right, which appeared to lead to a security fire escape.

This was great, in case the man came suddenly, he could escape through this window. He was about to pull up the plug on the window to facilitate his escape when he realized that the plug was broken. It was just as well, the environment was too favorable, with such a convenient back way, he could deal with the real accident.

The girl remained motionless and crouched on the ground.

Settling down a little, An Shaoting paced over to the cot behind the girl’s buttocks and sat down, beginning to look greedily at the prone girl on the floor wearing only her panties and bra, his nervous heartbeat pounding through his entire body’s blood.

This is a dream come true, isn’t it? It’s crazier than the craziest dreams.

He could not wait to pounce on the girl’s delicate flesh and take her into his arms right now.

But he tried to restrain his impulse and slowly said to the girl on the ground, “You turn around.”

His cold, icy tone surprised even himself.

With her head almost pressed to the ground, the girl slowly crawled on her hands and feet to turn her body and turn her head towards An Shao Ting, still in the same position she was in a moment ago.

An Shao Ting issued another order: “Stand up.”

The girl obediently climbed up, her head lowered not daring to look at him with her eyes, her two hands resting uneasily on the sides of her body. Her half-length hair was draped over her shoulders, but it couldn’t cover her snow-white breasts, and her erect breasts pushed her bra up high, completely presenting them to An Shao Ting’s eyes.

There seemed to be some bruises on her near-perfect body, like marks from a whip or her natural birthmarks. The two well-proportioned thighs were tightly pressed together, and there seemed to be some undeserved bruises on the snow-white legs.

An Shao Ting stared blankly at the beautiful half-naked female body in front of him, and the prick in his pants had swelled up rapidly.

That day in the supermarket, he had only seen a small portion of her breasts, and that had made his blood run cold. And now… oh my god! It was so beautiful.

An Shaoting was pleased with the way the girl kept her head down – he’d rather she didn’t stare at him. Although the lighting here wasn’t very bright, it was always inevitable that she would see the cracks in her eyes if she looked at him for a long time. It was a good thing that the girl had already decided that he was her ‘master’, she didn’t dare to look directly at him as an impostor just yet.

“You take everything off your body.”

Anne Shawtin held her breath nervously – would she strip on command? Had she ever gotten naked before? Since she was a sex slave, she even did blowjobs, so there should be no problem, right? If she complied, wouldn’t he be about to see a completely naked woman for the first time in his life? –And the naked body of such a beautiful girl?

Without protest, and without hesitation, the girl dutifully put her hands behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra, her shoulders scrunched up with a shake, and then used her hands to pull the loosened bra off of both of her skeletal shoulders.

An Shao Ting was so excited that he could hardly breathe.

Whoa! What a set of moving breasts – the bra-covered breasts were a bit paler in complexion than the ones on the sides, with two compact, rounded breasts in the middle of the two triangular prints of the bra, and the two tips of the upper breasts were like two small, ripe mulberry fruits protruding straight out of her breasts, setting off a picture of extreme provocative sensuality.

Before An Shao Ting had a chance to savor the stirring image of nudity, the girl bent over next and removed the only remaining panties she had on, shaking her legs twice and kicking them to the side.

Then she once again stood straight and low, both hands still at her side, opening her entire body completely to An Shao Ting, allowing him to view it as he pleased.

“Ah!” An Shao Ting once again sucked in a breath of cool air – this was the real deal, a naked woman!

His eyes fell greedily on her dark triangle of pubic hair, then looked all over her body, practically feeling like two eyes just weren’t enough.

An Shao Ting at this time in the body of the hot blood fluttering, the swelling of the prick in the pants erection jump, he was in front of him for the first time to see the opposite sex nude body stimulation almost breathless, the excitement of the mood so that he almost immediately can not restrain themselves, really want to immediately pounced over in this beautiful flesh up and down the knot to touch enough.

How could he not long to touch a girl’s naked body so real?

An Shao Ting pondered in his heart that since this girl had decided that he was her master, and he was going to touch her body with his hands, she would never dare to resist and escape. Didn’t she say in front of the Lantern Shop that she could do whatever he wanted as long as it was in her room?

But would she be strangely suspicious of herself with this monkey-colored look?

He added to the dry cracked lips, really can not think of a better way, and want to touch and pinch the beautiful naked girl in front of the body of the strong impulse has made him can no longer calmly sit still, so stimulate the man’s senses of the picture is to change the ancient Liu Shixiahui to his probably impossible not to be moved, right?

He didn’t care anymore, and ordered her in as calm a tone as he could muster, “Come here.”

The girl took two steps up as instructed. Now her breasts were right in his eyes.

With some trembling, he reached out with his right hand and gently squeezed her left breast with five fingers.

For the first time in his life, he touched the sexiest part of a woman – her soft breasts.

Ah! So this is how a woman’s breast feels when pinched. An Shao Ting wholeheartedly experienced this woman’s breasts that he had never had the chance to touch before, carefully feeling this charmingly smooth and tender flesh through the touch of his fingers.

The girl stood obediently in front of him and let him pinch and feel her, her body unable to stop a tremor under his touch and pinch, her two breasts now standing even more erect.

An Shao Ting was no longer restrained after squeezing one breast, following with his other hand he also cupped the girl’s other breast, his fingers sliding outward to touch it, both sweaty palms gently resting against the head of her nipple tip at the same time, causing her to let out an uncontrollable moan.

“Ah…”

An Shao-ting could hardly believe all this–that he was now sitting on this girl’s scented bed, touching at will the flesh of the girl of his dreams, whom he had not dared to dream of making his mistress only half an hour before–that he could not dream of such an extravagant dream, no matter what! He couldn’t dream such an extravagantly beautiful dream!

But now it’s all coming true – and the reality is even better than his boldest dreams.

His left hand was still fondling and playing with her breasts as his other hand began to run down her smooth stomach.

He was so excited he almost screamed.

He slid his hand up to her pubic hair and down again, where he felt more pubic hair. Then, with his index finger, he slowly slid it into the flesh under the pubic hair – ah! The most intimate part of a woman’s body was touched by him – her pussy!

An Shao Ting knew quite a bit about the structure of a woman’s sexual organs, and there were too many magnified close-up photos of female pussies on the internet. But now that he had touched such a real pussy, the excitement inside him was beyond words. Viewing those pussies in photos and videos, where can be compared to the feelings he now personally feel with his hands ah!

His fingers touched two moist, bulging teeth of flesh, and with a little pressure his fingers squeezed into the even more moist swaths of tender flesh of her slit.

“Ah!” A thrill ran through An Shao Ting as he knew he had felt his way into the girl’s pussy lips.

Suddenly, he remembered the countless novels that mentioned that a woman’s pussy would be moist when she was sexually aroused. In that case, hadn’t this girl already been aroused under her own touching like this?

He was thrilled by this discovery. He slowly began to recall those novels on the Yuan Yuan website that often depicted a woman’s sexual arousal being stimulated by a man’s touch, and now it really seemed to be the case.

At that thought, he suddenly remembered that he could “torture” this ‘slave’ with such questions.

Right! Isn’t this exactly the scenario depicted in many tyrannical novels? — forcing a woman to admit she’s kinky and making her humiliated for her body’s kinky response.

An Shao Ting asked in a mocking tone: “Nu’er, are you wet underneath?”

“Yes, Master.”

The girl’s docile admission made An Shao Ting feel a great deal of disinterest. He had expected her to deny it in shame, and then he could show her his wet finger to force her to admit it.

“Why are you wet?”

“Because being played with by your master makes your slave wet.”

Though the girl’s answer was also very exciting, it wasn’t the “because I’m slutty” that Anne Shao-Ting thought she would say.

And so on. An Shao Ting pressed further: “Are you a very slutty woman?”

“Yes, Master.”

There was no great excitement in the conversation with the girl, leaving An Shao Ting a little disappointed. The girl obediently admitted to everything, what was the point of asking her again? Moreover, the girl’s docile appearance made him feel pity, and he really couldn’t bear to humiliate her with words anymore.

His attention was once again focused on the fingers that were fumbling about her body, attending to every nuance of the touch of his fingers on this moving flesh.

He wanted to just keep groping her like this, it was so exciting, he could never get enough of it. But he also knew that he couldn’t just touch her like that, no master ever touched his sex slave with just his hands, right?

The desire in his entire body had swelled to its peak long ago, and it was time to do the real thing.

Still, he was hesitant about what to do next. After all, never having had any real sexual experience, he didn’t even have a clue as to how he was going to insert his prick into this cunt.

One step is one step. An Shao Ting quickly unbuttoned his own white shirt, taking it off in one fell swoop and throwing it on the bed, revealing his still robust chest. He was about to take off his pants himself when he suddenly remembered why he didn’t let this ‘slave girl’ serve him.

He was so pleased with himself that he leaned back and propped himself up against the bed with both hands and ordered the girl standing in front of him, “Help me take off my pants.”

The girl looked at his body as if she was a little surprised, and not daring to slow down, she immediately began to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants as he had instructed.

He watched with even more amusement as the girl serviced herself, exposing his erect prick to the girl’s face in one fell swoop.

After bending down and taking off his pants, the girl, without waiting for his order, without a word, stroked his rod with her hand and then took the initiative to bring her lips to his glans, kissing and fondling it gently.

The intense stimulation from the girl’s lips rubbing against his rod was like a surge of electricity coursing through his body, making him almost moan. Then a suction drew his prick in and her mouth wrapped tightly around it.

“Ah! …” He took a deep breath and sat down on the bed to comfortably enjoy the girl’s oral service on him for the second time.

An Shao Ting pondered in his heart, this is also just right, let her suck his cock once more, so as to save him from guessing and messing up and making a mistake instead of being unattractive. Seeing that she took the initiative to suck his cock twice, it was estimated that her real ‘master’ would probably often let her do so. And the feel of the girl’s mouth over his rod was just wonderful.

This time he was no longer as overwhelmed as he had been in the elevator the last time, and now he could not only appreciate the sensation of his rod being wrapped around her warm and comfortable mouth, but he could also clearly watch the wonderful sight of his prick going in and out of her mouth.

He was thoroughly intoxicated.

Suddenly the girl violently accelerated the speed of her mouth, stimulating him to cry out, “Ah!”

The girl immediately spat out the prick in her mouth, lowered her head with some trepidation, and said urgently in a low voice: “Ah! I’m sorry! Master.”

The meat stick left the girl’s mouth, and a stream of saliva slowly flowed down the meat stem. The sudden and intense pleasure that just came suddenly disappeared, making An Shao Ting a little unhappy. When he heard the girl’s words, he immediately asked instinctively, “What are you sorry for?”

“Ah… Nu… I’m sorry… Nu… I moved too quickly… Please punish Nu, Master!” The girl spoke in a fearful tone while slowly falling to her knees.

An Shao Ting looked at the shy girl in front of him with her bare and delicate skin, where would he want to really punish her for such a delicate body.

But – suddenly, he remembered his ‘master’ identity, and he immediately swallowed back the words “I won’t punish you” that he was about to say.

He could imagine that the real ‘master’ must have punished her very fiercely. Otherwise, how could he have trained her to be so well-behaved? Wasn’t it the many harsh punishments that had trained her to be like this?

Suddenly, he felt a strong jealousy and hatred towards that ‘master’–who could so cruelly train such a pure, innocent, weak and delicate girl with tyrannical methods into such a slave for him to vent his perverted sexual desires? –This girl was his An Shao Ting’s dream girl!

Even if she moved a little faster in her oral sex, she had to be punished, did this man have any humanity left? I really don’t know how much more physical pain and mental torture she was subjected to during her conditioning by that savage man.

An Shao Ting felt infinite sympathy for the girl kneeling in front of him. A hot current welled up in his heart, itching to immediately tell her that he was not her ‘master’ and encourage her to pluck up her courage, stand up bravely, and stop giving in to the man who tyrannized her–and that he, An Shao Ting, would step forward and rise to the occasion to help her and would surely free her from her agonizing slavery.

But – oh God! So wonderful a blowjob – so meekly did she give her flesh to him to play with – he just couldn’t resist the great sexual temptation – at least, now he wished he could have had never dreamed of this beautiful flesh.

Moreover, it was the first time An Shao Ting had the opportunity to play with a woman’s naked body. He was still far from having enough fun, so how could he possibly confess the truth now? It was better to continue playing this ‘master’ role!

He thought so bitterly on one side, while figuring out how to play this ‘master’ role properly.

(iv)

An Shao Ting began to hate the role he was playing now. He really didn’t understand why anyone would enjoy abusing women. Did it really add to the sexual excitement? Maybe if he tried it himself he could really discover sensations he hadn’t known before?

Still, he couldn’t bear to trash the beautiful girl he saw as the girl of his dreams. Besides, how did that real master usually do this kind of punishment?

A thought occurred to him – try letting the girl pick her own punishment. It would be less prone to mistakes, and it would avoid too brutal a punishment – the girl herself could always pick a less harsh one, right?

In a cold voice he asked the girl, “And how would you like me to punish you?”

“Ah… I’ll take all the punishment you want, Master.”

He hadn’t expected the girl to be meek to this extent.

“How about this. Since you took it upon yourself to admit your mistake, I’ll let you pick your own punishment.”

“Ah… Master… I thank you, Master… then… please, Master… whip me!”

What? Whipping? Oh, my God!

An Shao Ting still hadn’t expected the whipping to be used right off the bat. And it seemed that the girl was grateful to have the option of flogging.

What can we do?

Without waiting for his reply, the girl had climbed down herself, and then dragged out a small chest from under the bed, opened it, and from it literally took out a dark whip made of some unknown material, as thick as a finger, and handed it over to him on her hands, trembling perilously low and kneeling.

An Shao Ting was shocked. Such a thick whip, hit on her body that is not good? No wonder she had many bruises and purple spots on her body, it turned out that she was really hit by this whip.

The girl didn’t bother to look at An Shao Ting’s expression. She leaned down again and took out a couple pairs of handcuffs with chains and such from that box, closed the box and straightened up, throwing a key onto the table in front of the bed. Then she began cuffing two handcuffs to the iron frame at one end of the crib, and then went around to the other end of the bed to cuff the other two handcuffs.

Without saying a word, the girl climbed up from the end of the bed behind An Shao Ting, one by one, cuffing her two ankles before stretching out, using her own hands to stuff a rope-worn red ball into her mouth, then slipping the rope from the ball behind her head.

An Shao Ting was really shocked to see the girl’s current appearance.

This mouth shackle was not terribly new to him. On the internet one could often see pictures of women bound and gagged. But to actually see this kind of thing with his own eyes, he still felt a kind of extreme shock inside – seeing this kind of thing being worn in his favorite girl’s mouth gave him a kind of cramp-like hard feeling in his body.

The girl bent over to the bed and cuffed her left hand with her right hand before picking up the last handcuff with her right hand and laboriously slipping it over her wrist, finally snapping the cuffs on after a few tries.

An Shao Ting stood up from the bed, staring blankly at the girl whose limbs were handcuffed to the bed, her mouth still stuffed with a shackle, and she could only let out some “whimpering” moans, waiting for his torture with pain and fear.

Where could he bear to whip such a million delicate flesh? –The flesh that had just been touched by him, the whip marks from the last whipping had not yet completely disappeared.

An Shaoting’s mind became blank.

How can he do that to a girl he loves so much? What should he do now? He really didn’t expect that he would be forced into such a cruel corner.

He cupped his hand around the whip, which was made of some unknown material, and looked at the girl sprawled out on the bed, but he couldn’t bear to do it in his heart.

He knew that if his character was too far removed from that ‘master’, the girl was bound to find out soon enough. And what would happen if she found out? She would surely let him untie her. And then what? Would she tell him to get lost? How would she react to having such a sorry state of affairs in full view of a misidentified stranger?

This is too difficult to estimate. An Shao Ting did not dare to take this risk, it could be really life threatening!

An Shao Ting’s heart crossed, thinking that this could really be no way out, and that the girl could not blame him later. He gritted his teeth, raised his whip, and raised his arm to strike across the girl’s back where there was no wound.

“Snap!” A crisp whip crack.

“Oooo…” a dull, mournful cry came from the girl’s gagged mouth.

This whip was like hitting him on his own body, An Shao Ting felt a cold shiver spread throughout his body. A long red mark was left on the girl’s back, and it hurt An Shao Ting’s heart to see it.

It was too painful. He couldn’t even imagine how anyone could possibly be interested in such cruelty – there was no fun to be had, let alone pleasure.

But he really didn’t have a choice but to take another hard whip.

An Shao Ting didn’t know whether his power was big or small, and didn’t have the heart to ponder over these details anymore, only wanting to beat a few more lashes to hurry up and end this torture that was causing both of them a lot of pain.

He took a few tight lashes in a row, the power was diminishing and it felt like he couldn’t exert any force at all with his arms.

The red marks on the right side of the girl’s back joined together, making it impossible for An Shao Ting to find a place to lay the whip. He could only turn to the other side of the bed – he really couldn’t bear to bring the whip to where she already had bruises.

As he turned directly behind the girl, he caught a glimpse of her rosy pussy between her parted legs.

“Ah!” He stared greedily at the girl’s crotch.

He couldn’t help the sudden swelling of his lower body, which had already subsided as a result of the painful whipping he had been forced to carry out – this was the first time he had ever seen a woman’s pussy in such a clear light! –It was an extremely exciting and seductive image that left him frozen on the spot.

He tongued his lips and rubbed his hand over the rod, and his heart was on fire – dammit, he couldn’t stick such a nice pussy in it, he had to take that whip and whip people!

I can’t! Why don’t we just go up and fuck this pussy? What if she finds out afterward? Anyway, he’s already fucked her. She’s handcuffed and can’t move, what else can she do to him?

He hesitated for a moment, his burgeoning lust no longer governing his reason. He decided to go for it – whatever.

He dropped the whip with a jerk, crawled from the end of the bed behind the girl and knelt with his legs apart, pressed his erect glans against the girl between her two fleshy lips and pushed inward.

He watched nervously for the girl’s reaction – it was as if the girl didn’t dare to move at all, still lying on her back, and it seemed that a quick gasp came from her nose.

Greatly relieved, he slammed his hips forward – the glans first met the hard flesh, numbing him slightly, and then the rod rammed into the wet flesh in one swift motion, a sensation of being wrapped up in a tight fleshy channel all at once spurring him on to yelp out loud.

Oh, my God! It’s so wonderful. The feeling of penetrating a woman’s pussy is so wonderful!

An Shao Ting shouted out loud in his heart – ah! He had finally fucked a real pussy of a real woman!

A first! A real first!

The girl’s body was knocked forward by his first impact, and she jerked her head up, letting out a whimper that was almost a cry for help. An Shao Ting was startled, and knowing that his violent thrusts must have caused the girl great pain, he hurriedly retracted his body slightly, leaving his rod immobile in his hole.

An Shao Ting is now burning with desire, although he knows that his behavior is tantamount to rape, but there is no time to care about the girl’s feelings, only want to satisfy their own sexual desires, reason and conscience has long been completely thrown to the back of the mind.

The girl lowered her head again and lay still as if resigned to her fate, ready to submit to his ravishment.

An Shao Ting was greatly grateful – thinking in his mind that the girl would be willing to do anything he wanted for her in the future as long as he could fulfill his heart’s desire right now – to really finish fucking in her wonderful flesh.

An Shao Ting thought as he felt the marvelous sensation of his rod being tightly wrapped around his vagina – and with the spasm-like contractions of her vagina one by one, it was as if his prick was being tightly gripped by an exceedingly soft hand, squeezing and squeezing it one by one.

He thrust back and forth slightly twice, and immediately felt that he was going to be unable to endure it, and was simply going to cum immediately. He clenched his teeth and held his body up, slowly and finally enduring it.

He was so pleased that he began to grab the girl’s hips with his hands and fuck her back and forth with his waist and his entire body one at a time.

It was so comfortable. The intense pleasure from his rod that he’d never felt before surged upward one at a time, causing him to scream in joyful ecstasy in his mind – ahhh! This was what real lovemaking felt like – even better than that oral sex – nothing like the masturbation he’d done with his own hands before.

He was reckless! He pumped back and forth more and more violently, and the sensations of pleasure immediately sent him to the heights of bliss!

“Ah!”

An Shao Ting violently shot out a string of cum inside the girl, a surge of intense pleasure that stirred his heart and soul spread throughout his body with every twitch he made.

“Ah! Aah! Aah! Ah! …”

Anne Shawtin growled lowly as she completed the first perfect fuck of his life in the girl’s cunt-an orgasm of sex he had never known-an absolute climax!

An Shao Ting let his rod linger in the girl’s wonderful cunt for quite a while, constantly feeling the comfortable sensation of cumming.

He leaned forward and pressed his mouth to the girl’s back, reaching up to her breasts with both hands and cupping the girl’s hanging meatballs. The soft meatballs felt so wonderful in his hands. An Shao Ting kept squeezing and feeling until he felt his rod finally shrink to the point where it slipped out of the girl’s flesh.

Reluctantly, he climbed off the bed and looked at the girl’s sopping wet pussy, finding it hard to believe that this was the cunt of the woman of his dreams – the cunt that he had just spanked.

He picked up the clothes on the floor and put them on one by one, suddenly realizing that the girl’s eyes were full of tears and that a string of drool was running down the side of her mouth. It was then that he realized the immense pain the girl had just gone through – being whipped and then raped from behind – he was like an animal, to have abused a weak girl handcuffed in chains in such a selfish manner!

He felt extremely guilty and didn’t know what to do. Hastily, he bent down to the box that he had dragged out from under the bed to look for the key that would unlock the handcuffs.

He was completely overwhelmed by the mess he found in the box, in addition to a number of clamps, meat stick models, and a variety of kinky or torture devices he couldn’t name.

Suddenly he woke up to the fact that the girl had long ago thrown her keys on the table. He looked up and was relieved to see a key on the table.

It was at this moment that a footstep came from the walkway outside, and An Shao Ting was alarmed in his heart.

Oh, my God! I was so preoccupied with my own lustful pleasures that I forgot about the possible dangers.

He was just about to jump up when he realized that the footsteps were fading away.

In his heart, he screamed that it was a fluke, and hurriedly got up to use the key to unlock the handcuffs on the girl’s right hand. The handcuffs popped open with a click, causing An Shao Ting to let out another breath.

He was pretty much on edge by now, distracted by that footsteps. Not caring about the other cuffs on the girl’s hands and feet, he decided it would be better to let her drive off on her own, and walk for himself.

He handed the girl the key and fled her apartment as if he were a thief.

(v)

It had been almost two hours since An Shao Ting had plopped down on top of an old building fairly close to his dream girl’s apartment. It had been four days in a row that he had tracked the girl’s ups and downs and waited in ambush.

He had taken a long vacation from the company for this – there was no way he could still be bothered to go to work in the soul-crushing mood he was in.

He kept both eyes on the door to the girl’s room, searching left and right with his binoculars from time to time, waiting for the asshole that his dream girl called ‘master’ to show up.

But the man never showed up.

He had figured out that the girl of his dreams, named Yuan Kexin, was a teller at a bank two blocks away, and during the day he could observe her every move from a distance. She was always on time for work, would go to the restaurant on the corner for lunch with her coworkers, and was home again on time at night.

Every day he sees his beautiful dream girl come home alone after work, sometimes she comes out to do a little shopping, most of the time she stays in the house.

An Shao Ting kept watch every day until the light in Yuan Ke Xin’s room had rested for an hour before going home to sleep for a few hours and then arriving here early in the morning to wait for her to get up and go to work.

But no man who looked like him had ever been around her in the last few days.

He was already losing his patience more and more – he wanted so badly to relive once again that marvelous experience of four days ago that made his blood boil at the mere thought of it. He knew that now was not the time to get excited, and he kept admonishing himself to exercise restraint and try to keep his cool at all times. But every time he recalled the marvelous experience of that evening, he couldn’t hold back his inner ecstasy and excitement – after all, it was his first time, and the twists and turns involved were so bizarre that it was really hard for him to stay calm.

It was so beautiful – such a wonderful body, a warm mouth, a hot pussy – it was impossible to touch it enough!

Of course, his feelings for this Yuan Kexin were by no means only physical, and he believed that he had fallen deeply in love with her–this poor, innocent dream girl–whom he had always still referred to in his heart as a dream girl now.

He sometimes even believed that it was God’s plan – for them to meet in a dream and then send him to love her and save her – that it was fate. And sometimes you had to believe it.

Every time he observed Yuan Kexin from a distance in the past few days, his heart would beat faster, his whole body would heat up, and there was an indescribably strong feeling in his heart – it was never the usual kind of temptation of the flesh – which he believed was love.

His fiery heart sang another adaptation of the song.

‘Come stand over here, beautiful slave.

Come here. Come here.

You had a great show, today.

Please don’t pretend you don’t want me to love.

┅┅

I’m touching left and right, up and down.

It turns out that Beauty Nuer is not a simple person.

I’ve thought and guessed and guessed.

You have a strange mind, Nu-chan.

┅┅’

He hums a song as he fantasizes about running his hands over her tantalizing body, and his lower body gets an uncontrollable erection – isn’t that normal for a girl you love so much? Sexual desire is a natural extension of love.

An Shao Ting now knew where she lived, and he could have gone to her at any time. However, what was now straddling them was that very terrible obstacle – that real master – that nasty, hateful, vicious, venomous, brutal, perverted, inhuman beast!

As long as that man was still around, he, An Shao Ting, couldn’t honorably date Yuan Ke Xin, he could only sneak around and take risks. This was something he An Shao Ting couldn’t stand, and now his only option was to get rid of that man. It was best to take advantage of the fact that that man didn’t know about his An Shao Ting’s existence yet, and make a sudden move from behind.

This was the decision An Shao Ting made as soon as he got home that day.

He couldn’t imagine the girl of his dreams being tyrannized by another man – driven to abuse at will like a sex slave – it was something he would never tolerate. His heart raced and his blood boiled at the thought of such a thing.

He An Shao Ting grew up so big, never is a law-abiding citizen, killing and breaking the law and such things like never and he will never be associated with. But the thought of that Yuan Kexin to see his kind of fear, his heart is immediately full of blood, heroic – in order to lift the poor girl’s pain, he will throw his head, sprinkle blood, the whole body’s sincerity and courage even if it is a mountain of fire, he will never hesitate half a point.

Of course, every time he thought of going to kill someone, An Shao Ting still felt a pang in his heart. However, since he had made up his mind, he would never regret it again.

An Shao Ting was not a reckless person, he had thought long and hard after he got home that day.

He started to think about talking to Yuan Ke Xin first, then encouraging her not to be afraid of that bastard, letting him step in and negotiate with that guy, or failing that, take that guy out, and whatever leverage she had on him, he would have no choice but to keep it a secret for her – she could even not tell him any secrets.

In this way, once he succeeded, Yuan Kexin would surely be grateful to him, and they could inevitably become real lovers in the future – not that kind of perverted master-slave relationship, but real love for each other. Of course, there would also be sex – lots of sex – the kind of two-phase pleasure that was natural when love was deep.

Even if Yuan Kexin didn’t love him, or couldn’t love him, he was still willing to serve her. She would certainly be grateful to him for the rest of her life – and that would be enough. He, An Shao Ting, would never be the kind of villain to take advantage of someone’s danger, he would act like a true gentleman.

But another, even more tantalizing thought later prevailed in An Shao Ting’s mind – he could kill that man quietly, but keep it all hidden from Yuan Kexin, not letting her know – never telling her.

So… Oh my God!

An Shao Ting’s heart would beat wildly with excitement whenever he thought of this – then Yuan Kexin would remain unaware of his An Shao Ting’s true identity – she would always think that he, An Shao Ting, had been her ‘master’ all along ‘ – then…

An Shao Ting couldn’t help but be thrilled – the idea was just too perfect – then the girl would remain his sex slave – a sex slave who would be obedient to him.

Of course, although he would still call her “slave”, he would not use any more violence against her, would not let her be hurt or abused, would not make her tremble with fear at the sight of him – he would only treat her like a lover, making her willingly make love to him-even crave his body and his love.

An Shao Ting was so excited by this bold idea that he could hardly contain himself. He constantly fantasized about kissing the girl’s beautiful lips while caressing her wonderful body and letting his erect prick rub against her beautiful pussy. He often shivered all over with excitement at these fantasies.

But all it required was that he, An Shao Ting, go in for the kill!

It’s dry!

For the sake of Nur! And for himself.

Not just to kill someone? Buy an axe, ambush in the hallway of Yuan Kexin’s apartment, rush up and down with an axe – of course the exact implementation can’t be so simple. It can’t be near her apartment, or she’ll quickly learn that a murder has taken place.

First, we found the man, then we followed him to his place, and then we axed him… or we guided him to a deserted place, axed him, and then we buried his body in secret, so that no one would find out for a long time.

These days, although An Shao Ting was full of blood and all heroic at all times, he couldn’t help but feel numb all over whenever he thought about the details of these killings.

However, once he thought of Yuan Ke Xin’s breasts that would listen to his kneading, her pussy that would obediently allow him to pump it, and the oral sex that she would voluntarily offer for himself – An Shao Ting felt that even if he were to give his life, it would be worth it.

That man couldn’t be much stronger than himself. His figure must be similar to his own, otherwise Yuan Kexin wouldn’t have misidentified him twice. So his plan must work.

The first step now must be to track down the man, and then we can decide what to do next.

Oi! One’s dream girl still doesn’t know when he’ll be rescued.

An Shao Ting’s mind rambled over and over again, his eyes not leaving for a moment to stare at Yuan Ke Xin’s room door.

He’s been losing some patience since yesterday.

Several times he was tempted to rush down recklessly-to rush into the girl’s room. But he knew very well in his heart the danger of doing so – as long as he did not find the man out, he was in danger – and probably fatal danger.

His inner struggle was even more intense now – the consecutive days of stalking and guarding had made him mentally exhausted, and he really wanted to go to Yuan Ke Xin’s place to relax and unwind.

Now it seemed the odds of that man coming to her in the near future might be slim. Then it would be of little consequence to all his plans if he came to her room today for a quick treat.

Every time he thought of the possibility, he couldn’t contain his inner urge – it would only take a short time.

But it wasn’t just risky for him to act like this, it was also clearly wicked – to take advantage of the beastly lust on such a poor girl – the girl of his dreams! And now he had to act the image of a brutal ‘master’ in front of her, dictating to her in the coldest tones, and must show no semblance of pity.

However, Yuan Kexin’s delicate flesh that kept flashing in his mind, those two breasts that could produce strange sensations just by the touch of his fingers, and that wonderful pussy that wrapped around his rod were stimulating his whole body’s cells all the time.

After all, the attraction of such a docile and well-behaved female body for him to enjoy to his heart’s content was terrifying.

He constantly fought with his own sanity inside – he finally had to make a compromise with himself in his heart: today, as long as that man didn’t show up at eight o’clock, he would go to find Yuan Ke Xin – the girl of his dreams.

He kept looking at his watch, his anxiety getting the better of him.

Seeing that it was almost eight o’clock, An Shao Ting muttered in his heart that that guy would probably not come today – he convinced himself to believe in this judgment over and over again in his heart, and the idea of going down to look for her became stronger and stronger.

Finally, eight o’clock arrived.

An Shao Ting pressed his excitement and cautiously and carefully made his way to the girl’s door.

He checked left and right to make sure there was no danger around, and listening to her room there was no strange movement other than the faint sound of the TV. An Shao Ting forced himself to hold back his nervousness and knocked steadily on the door three times.

The sound of the TV in the room suddenly gave out, but there was no movement to open the door.

Anne Shawtin knocked three more times.

The sound of a handle turning came from the door – immediately afterward, Yuan Kexin opened the door.

An Shao Ting held his breath, waiting for him to escape immediately if anything out of the ordinary appeared.

As soon as the girl saw him, a rather surprised expression appeared on her face, and she immediately lowered her head, calling out softly in a weak and humble tone, “Master.”

An Shao Ting’s heart was beating wildly, and her reaction was quite satisfying to him – there must not have been another ‘owner’ in the house, or she must have looked far more shocked than that.

An Shao Ting secretly screamed that it was a fluke, without showing any expression on his face, he pushed open the door and walked right in, checking out the room while saying in a cold tone, “Nu’er, why did you open the door just now?”

Yuan Kexin immediately closed the door behind him and, as she had done the last time, came around to him, stripped off her outer clothes as she had done the last time, and then fell at his feet, saying in a trembling voice: “I welcome the Master’s presence… I didn’t know… I didn’t know that it was the Master who had come… Please… please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please punish the Master.”

An Shao Ting was greatly relieved to see that she still referred to herself as Nu’er, which meant that she hadn’t realized anything yet.

Looking at the submissive girl crouching on the floor, An Shaoting’s lower body snapped into an erection, and his desire immediately reached another climax.

This time he came prepared and had already figured out how to play the role of “master”.

He sat nonchalantly on the edge of the bed, stared at her arched ass encased in white panties, and said in a cold tone, “Have I come to surprise you now?”

“Ah… no… I just didn’t expect… Master… to come at this time…”

An Shao Ting’s heart relaxed, knowing that everything was normal, and the fact that Yuan Ke Xin hadn’t expected him to come at this time meant that the likelihood of that man crashing with him here tonight was extremely small.

His heart had long been boiling with blood, but his mouth still said in a cold tone, “Hmph! Can’t I come now?”

“Ah… yes… yes… slave should be damned, slave should be damned. Please punish Master.”

“Slave, do you know how to serve your master? Come here.”

“Ah…” The half-naked Yuan Ke Xin slowly got up, walked over to An Shao Ting and knelt down, tightly bowed her head, and asked softly in a very uneasy tone, “Master… won’t you punish Nu Er?”

“I won’t punish you as long as you behave.”

“Huh? … slave was very neglectful of master just now, slave please punish master.”

“What?” An Shao Ting was very surprised and had a strange feeling in his heart. This girl seemed to be too honest, right? He, the impostor master, had already said that she could not be punished as long as she behaved well, and she still foolishly said something about being willing to be punished?

An Shao Ting felt again in his heart that things didn’t seem quite right, but he couldn’t say what was abnormal.

All he wanted now was for her to get naked and leave with him well satisfied, but he no longer wanted to engage in any whipping. But it seemed that the relationship between this girl and her ‘master’ was complicated, as if it couldn’t be speculated on conventionally.

Was it possible that her master often said the opposite? Saying that when they don’t punish her, but in reality, they might actually torture her even harder, so she simply takes the initiative and asks for punishment? That’s what 80% of the great demons in martial arts novels are like.

But this is real life? Is that asshole really that vicious?

But from the way the girl often showed her fear, it couldn’t be said that the guy was such a pervert: she could only avoid a more severe punishment by trying to figure out his intentions at every turn.

An Shao Ting weighed the situation and decided that it would be better to perform in a smooth manner. In his heart, he couldn’t help but sigh, originally he only wanted to fuck her properly and normally, but now he had to play some unpleasant tricks.

He raised his voice and said somewhat viciously, “Of course I’m going to punish you. You climb into bed for me!”

“Yes, master.” Yuan Ke Xin didn’t have any slack and immediately obediently climbed up, kneeling down on the bed.

An Shao Ting looked at her pitiful appearance, his heart was really uncomfortable, but at this time there was really no way for him to be soft.

An Shao Ting rolled her over as soon as he could, then dragged her legs to the edge of the bed before pulling her head over to droop over the edge on the other side of the bed. That way she couldn’t stare directly at him when he penetrated her body – he was always worried that if she looked at him too much, he’d see a break.

An Shao Ting was prepared this time and knew that at least he had to avoid the kind of pure whipping that would allow him to sort of punish again without making her particularly miserable, and without interfering with his sexual arousal in her.

He remembered that there were a number of playthings in the chest below the bed, and stooped to drag it out.

When he did open the box, what he found inside was too disturbing – phallic models of various shapes and colors, clamps of various sizes, ropes with loops, chains of different thicknesses, several pairs of handcuffs that he had seen last time, strange pliers, several balls of different sizes attached to a rope, leather straps, whips, Sticks, brushes… and so on and so forth, many of which he had no idea how to use.

He looked at the mess and thought of all the times they had been used on this innocent girl with an indescribable heart. But he still had to pick something to use on her.

He dragged over a chair and tied her arms apart to the roots of her legs on either side of the chair, then pulled the chair away to the limit of her arms, then used a cardboard box full of clothes on the side to press it against the chair. He took another long phallic model and inserted it between her breasts through the center of her bra, then took a thick black phallus and slowly inserted it into her slightly open mouth for her to take it in – this had the advantage of preventing her from shouting out when she was hard.

Yuan Kexin obediently took in the thrusting prick, tears involuntarily rolling in her eye frames, her mouth wriggled twice, taking in this prick model deeper and firmer.

An Shao Ting really regretted abusing the girl like this when he saw her – he actually only thought that having a dildo in her mouth would be more stimulating, and had he known that she was so uncomfortable, it would have been better to use the same mouth shackle that he had used last time.

After An Shao Ting did this, he really couldn’t think of any tricks, and finally picked up a small bristle brush, he lifted her legs into the air with one hand, and then used his body against her panties to spread her legs apart, and then gently swept at her navel with that small brush.

Yuan Kexin’s chest arched upwards, and her mouth gagged by the phallic model let out a “whimpering” slurring sound, and her whole body twisted from side to side.

An Shao Ting was startled by her reaction – he had read about this method of tickling in a novel on the internet, but he had not expected that this kind of tickling was in fact a very torturous “torture”, and he had thought that this kind of tickling was like teasing with her and would not make her suffer. He thought it would be like playing with her and would not make her suffer.

He tried again, and her reaction was even more intense – a wail escaped her lips, almost as if she’d been struck with extreme pain, and her whole body shook back and forth, her head jerking up and bouncing back, the chair to which she was tethered with both hands rattling straight up.

He felt a great deal of pain in his heart and knew that she must not be faking it. Threw the brush to one side, he turned to her head, from her mouth to pull out the front end of the prick is full of saliva, found that the plastic mold with deep teeth marks – it seems that she really can not stand his “torture”, the heart is very heartbroken, but still have to show that I was very distressed, but I still had to show that I was pleased with myself, and I said to her in a cruel tone: “How is it? Itchy ah? Comfortable?”

“Ow… yes. Master… comfort… service. Comfortable… Master, spare your slave.”

An Shao Ting’s heart was actually very unfavorable, but he only had to pretend to be pleased with himself and laughed, “How’s that? Now you know my punishment is powerful, right?”

He said as he inserted that prick again. He suddenly saw that the armpits at the ends of her completely bare like tender coupled arms were so tantalizing that he couldn’t help but reach out and touch them.

His casual touch made her moan loudly again, and she said vaguely, “Ow… Master… forgive me…”

Alas! It seems that this girl’s body is too sensitive, a little touch can not. An Shao Ting secretly sighed a few times, did not dare to touch her too sensitive place again, smoothly touched her breasts twice, and through her bra pinched her breasts a few times, and reluctantly withdrew his hand and shifted towards the girl’s lower body.

An Shao Ting ran his hand over her neck, and while moving to the other side of the bed, he ran his hand from her neck over her breasts, then past her thin waist, and finally to her thighs.

Yuan Kexin still held her parted legs high – she didn’t dare move a muscle without his order.

An Shao Ting thought that it must be very hard for her to stay in such a position, and happened to find a smooth metal pole in the corner, like a mop pole with the head removed, so he used it to tie her feet to each end, and then used a rope to tie the pole to the chair where her hands were tied. That way, she had a leash to lean on with her legs, so she didn’t have to always hold them up there with force.

Now Yuan Kexin’s hands and feet were folded and tied to the chair, making her resemble the look of a tied up Japanese woman in the tyrannical pictures on the internet.

An Shao Ting didn’t like seeing the girl of his dreams tied up like this, and didn’t find it arousing at all. It was only when he saw a few black pubic hairs on the edge of the white panties between her legs that An Shao Ting’s penis started to get erect again.

He pulled off his sweatpants, revealing his erect rod – he’d planned to go without underwear, just in case something happened so he could grab his pants and run.

It was then that he realized that the way he had tied her up made it impossible for him to remove her panties, and he couldn’t help but mentally curse himself for being so stupid. He used his hand to pull the bottom of her panties to one side, and at once he saw her scarlet labia – her current split-legged position pulled her pussy flat into the perfect position for penetration. But as soon as he let his hand drop, the panties returned to their original shape, covering that mesmerizing conceit completely again.

He was angry with himself, regretting that he hadn’t thought about it first, and now he couldn’t have a big, painful fuck because of these panties.

He stood on the edge of the bed and rubbed his rod against her pussy before peeling back her panties and rubbing his rod directly against her pussy lips, wanting to try and squeeze it in as far as he could. After a few less than successful strokes, he suddenly remembered that he could cut the pesky panties off. That great idea turned him on again.

He ran to her kitchen and found a narrow knife for cutting vegetables, and brought the knife to Yuan Kexin’s eyes and shook it a few times. Sure enough, the girl was so frightened that she raised her head and shook it desperately and fiercely, and from her gagged mouth she fearfully uttered some slurred words, as if asking her master to spare her.

An Shao Ting was very pleased with his mischief, and he smiled at her and said, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you… as long as you do as you’re told.”

He quickly cut off one side of her panties with his knife and pulled the torn pants out from under her ass, satisfied to take a closer look at the girl’s exposed secret hole – two pieces of tender flesh sandwiched between a reddish slit that was even bigger than it had been a moment ago.

What surprised him a little was the amount of liquid that was suddenly seeping out of her pussy slit – he could almost see the liquid running down her slit. He reckoned that this was 80% of the lewd water often depicted in pornographic novels, and must have been the fact that he had made her unable to control herself when he had just stimulated her pussy lips with his glans.

He couldn’t think of much else – now that his lover was in lust, what did he have to wait for. He lifted his prick against the core of his flower and slowly pushed inward – he was reluctant to come up with another rough, hard thrust.

Yuan Kexin’s long moistened cunt made it easy for him to insert his prick, and he immediately gasped out loud at the stimulating sensation of being wrapped in the fleshy walls of his cunt.

Ah! It was so beautiful. He felt as if his lower body was going to melt, and his entire body went into an anesthetizing state of comfort with it. He was going crazy with excitement at being able to thrust inside his beloved Yuan Ke Xin again.

No longer reserved, he held his head high and panted, grabbing the metal tube between her legs as he began to rapidly pump his meat inside her – a position that made it just too convenient for him.

Soon he reached the point of no return for ejaculation.

“Ah! Ow!”

He moved his body back and forth more rapidly, deepening that most soul-crushing of manly pleasures with each of his thrusts.

“Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! …”

With each forward stroke, he shot a thick string of cum deep into her pussy.

His whole body was flaccid, like his whole body was floating in a kind of cozy space.

(vi)

After An Shao Ting finished venting his sexual desire, he first went over and pulled out the dildo from Yuan Ke Xin’s mouth. Yuan Kexin swallowed hard and her eyes were full of tears.

An Shao Ting felt guilty, knowing that his beloved dream girl had been humiliated again by his own uncontrollable animalistic lust, and the sense of crime in his heart made him not dare to look directly at her face.

He silently untied her hands and hurried to her other side to untie the ropes from her legs, releasing her completely.

Yuan Kexin braced herself and sat on the edge of the bed.

Suddenly, much to An Shao Ting’s surprise, she pulled on his lower back and sucked the prick he had just pulled out of her pussy into her mouth.

An Shao Ting realized that Yuan Ke Xin was doing her duty as a sex slave – cleaning her master’s filthy sex organ. He was inwardly thrilled and shocked – on the one hand, he was grateful to his lover for making this sacrifice for him, on the other hand, the appearance in his mind that she was doing this same thing for another man infuriated him greatly – alas, when will she be rescued from this sad and humiliating situation from which she had been rescued!

He couldn’t help but grab a handful of the girl’s bare shoulders, but didn’t say a word. The movement of her mouth and tongue on his rod was extremely pleasing to him and he couldn’t help but let out a long breath.

He slowly rubbed both hands over the girl’s shoulders, then down to her neck and front. It was then that he realized that the long dildo pinned to her bra on her chest had not been removed. He unbuttoned the bra behind her back, took the dildo model out of the loosened bra, and simply pulled the bra off in one smooth motion, running his hands right over the girl’s puffy breasts and playing with them.

While the prick was being gently sucked and licked, An Shao Ting deeply appreciated the feeling of the woman’s slippery and delicate breast flesh touching and sliding between his fingers.

Just then, he suddenly noticed two round, dark red marks on both of her white breasts. His whole body shook violently, and he felt a cool air passing through his bone marrow on his spine. He hurriedly pushed away Yuan Ke Xin, who was still sucking and licking for him, and lifted up her breasts with both hands, scrutinizing the red marks that he had never seen before – each consisting of two semicircles, almost two complete circles, both with two gaps on each side, which could only be the marks of something of the same size clamped out, and it looked like they had just been clamped out not long ago.

He felt his scalp tingle.

These two marks he hadn’t seen at all four days ago, which could only mean that the man must have come here only in the past four days – and he, An Shao Ting, couldn’t find out anything at all.

An Shao Ting was greatly nervous, knowing that he was too sloppy, and at this rate, how could he get rid of that man? — It would be good not to be removed by others.

The sudden appearance of the marks made An Shao Ting’s mind clear again. He quickly put on his pants, examined the room for a moment, gave another fond look to the girl sitting on the bed with her head down and listless, cautiously opened the door to the room, and carefully left her residence.

Along the way, he kept cursing himself for being inhuman, and could not help but take advantage of the poor girl at the dangerous moment when his enemy was not yet removed; at the same time, he also kept blaming himself for being really reckless and risky, and simply did not take his own life as a matter of fact.

He vowed that as long as he didn’t get rid of that man, he would stop bullying the lover of his heart – the girl of his dreams, Yuan Kexin.

From the various signs and symptoms, it was very likely that the man would appear after late at night – as this was the only time An Shao Ting wasn’t stalking Yuan Ke Xin.

He felt so stupid – how could the man not wait until the dead of night to come out when he was doing such unseemly things?

He ran home, made a large cup of coffee, put on his warm, thick clothes again, and once again made his way to his excellent observation point overlooking Yuan Kexin’s place-where he could see the entire front door and one side door of the apartment building, and the only entrance to the other side door was within his view.

He also considered the possibility of that person going to Yuan Kexin through the window. But if that person really wanted to climb the window, he would inevitably climb up from the fire escape to a platform similar to the platform in front of her window – and this fire escape also happened to be within his viewpoint.

In a word, no matter which direction this man came from, he would have to pass under An Shao Ting’s eyes.

An Shao Ting was determined to find that man out – it was his only option.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the light in Yuan Kexin’s room rested off.

Hours and hours passed again and still no one showed up.

An Shao Ting held out until early morning, waiting until Yuan Kexin went to work before he went home and slept. Then in the early afternoon, he went outside the bank where she worked to keep watch, followed her home, and then kept watch until dawn the next day.

In this way, An Shao Ting slept during the day, and followed and watched at night and in all kinds of torment continuously followed and watched for five whole nights – but found nothing.

It was now the sixth night, and An Shao Ting was becoming increasingly confused.

Why did that man suddenly stop showing up? Did the man know he was on guard here?

It’s impossible.

The doubts in An Shao Ting’s mind grew bigger and bigger, but he didn’t dare to give up on continuing to keep watch.

Once again, he carefully recalled the whole process of his encounter with Yuan Ke Xin from beginning to end, as if everything was natural. He recalled the strange feeling he had that last night at Yuan Kexin’s place, but couldn’t figure out what kind of feeling it was – why had she asked him to punish her? Did she like being…

Suddenly a terrible and absurd thought came into his head-could there be no such person at all-the man whom this girl called ‘master’?

He felt his heart go cold.

If so, then isn’t all of this manipulated and performed by Yuan Kexin?

Is that possible? Why would she do that?

Ah? –Perverted self-mutilator!

Once this horrible word appeared in An Shao Ting’s mind, he couldn’t get it out of his head.

An Shao Ting from beginning to end of the things and carefully thought a few times, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that things are really bizarre simply can not be explained – subject to a man so cruel slavery, no matter how was caught in the handle, this girl really no reason not to go to the police.

And how could there be a man who looked so much like him in this city-perhaps near this district? So much so that she would have mistaken him several times?

This is not pornography! This is not a Hollywood movie! This is the living reality – how can such bizarre things still happen in the twenty-first century society? –A young girl being turned into a sex slave by a perverted man for his pleasure?

It’s just unbelievable – maybe there is no such ‘owner’.

If that was the case, there was only one possibility to explain all this – this Yuan Ke Xin was an extremely perverted self-mutilator. She took advantage of his kind heart – and of course even more so, she took advantage of one of his greatest weaknesses – lust – a weakness that every man would have.

Imagine what man would turn down an unsolicited blowjob from a girl who pretends to be mistaken for someone else? What man would be able to resist having a sex slave delivered to his door? And 80% of the men would be like what he did – simply make the mistake and take the opportunity to make a big profit from this seemingly innocent girl, and everyone’s selfishness would make them unwilling to tell anyone about this kind of encounter easily.

Moreover, men like him who posed as ‘masters’ didn’t dare to rush in and interrogate her about many details – they were bound to be afraid that asking too many questions would be too much, and they were all too scared to leave without making a profit.

My God! All this, if it was really this girl’s elaborate design, was simply too well thought out and too well crafted-very bold looking, yet very safe, so perfect as to be flawless.

How could anyone see through all this? Besides, even if someone suspected, like he, An Shao Ting, was doing now, what could he do? Beat her up? Rape her? Isn’t this exactly what Yuan Ke Xin wants?

She just loves to let men abuse her! Her weak, pathetic, scared, frightened, everything expression is all staged! Her image of a naive, pure, innocent, weak woman is all carefully packaged!

Oh, my God! An Shao Ting didn’t dare to imagine any further. He could not bear to think that the innocent dream girl that he had been thinking about in his heart for more than ten days would be such a woman.

But – wait a minute. If a girl is a self-mutilator, does she have to go to such lengths to deliberately create such a convoluted and complicated plot to fool him? Wouldn’t it be easier to find a man who would voluntarily tyrannize her?

Why did she have to do it? Being someone else’s sex slave was not an honorable thing to do, and if she was found out, she would still be disgraced and humiliated to the extreme. Why pretend to be a sex slave?

Pervert! Only a pervert can explain it.

She wasn’t at all afraid of the shame that would come with the knowledge – there was no way someone like her would know what shame meant. Moreover, she had specifically picked on him, a man without much sexual experience, probably because she was afraid of not losing control in case things got out of hand – he was too easy to control – with such a soft heart and a decent person, who else could be more suitable than him?

An Shao Ting’s heart was pounding and his thoughts were heaving, making it difficult to swallow such a bitter fruit.

Who could he blame? Should he really blame this perverted girl? He had taken great advantage of others several times, tasted the forbidden fruit of sex that he had never tasted before, and gotten such a beautiful body from such a girl, so what complaint did he have?

He had only himself to blame – who made him so sentimental? Falling in love with this seemingly innocent and pathetic perverted girl before anything was clear – and being so deep that he couldn’t help himself.

An Shao Ting’s mind was in chaos, and he sat on that observation point all night ruminating, and didn’t come up with a clue until dawn.

He simply couldn’t accept the idea that the girl of his dreams was a psychopathic self-mutilator, and kept looking for possible reasons to disprove the presumption.

The first thing that came to his mind was the stripes of whip marks that were faintly visible on Yuan Kexin’s back.

The circular marks on her breasts could be from her own self-abuse, but the whip marks on her back? She couldn’t whip her own back, could she? It really doesn’t look like it! –If she had whipped herself, the marks would have been from the side. But at least some of the marks were clearly drawn from top to bottom.

But – he couldn’t rule out the possibility that this Yuan Kexin had other partners.

It’s entirely possible that this perverted girl has played this same game on other men as well. Maybe that guy is gone for some reason, or got tired of playing this game and doesn’t want to play it with her anymore.

Or – gosh! Another even more frightening thought suddenly appeared in An Shao Ting’s mind – perhaps in the end, this Yuan Ke Xin was not satisfied with that man and got rid of him – after all, that man knew too much.

An Shao Ting was feeling more and more sad – he was most likely just a doll for this perverted girl. Once she was tired of playing with him, she could get rid of him at any time.

But An Shao Ting preferred not to believe it.

After all, all of this was just an inference on his part, without any basis.

The possibility that there really was a brutal man controlling Yuan Kexin was just as likely. Moreover, judging from the various situations she had been in the few times she had been with him, it really didn’t seem like she had been acting all along – or else she had been acting too realistically.

Her terrified face and eyes, her trembling voice as she spoke, her look of concentration as she serviced him with her mouth-it couldn’t all be fake, could it?

An Shao Ting refused to believe that the girl of his dreams, whom he originally loved and sympathized with immense love and compassion in his heart, and whom he sincerely wanted to save even if he had to sacrifice everything for her, could be a perverted self-mutilator. At least until he had found evidence, he would never believe what he had deduced in his head – what if that wasn’t the case? What if Yuan Kexin was really being controlled by another extremely perverted tyrannical maniac with cruel means? If one were to rely on such presumptions alone, wouldn’t it be too cruel to the girl in case they misidentified her?

Moreover, it would be potentially very dangerous for him to recklessly try to uncover Yuan Kexin’s trick – true or false.

The problem now was how to quietly discover the truth about this Yuan Kexin without letting her know, or that ‘master’ (if he really existed).

After figuring out this layer, An Shao Ting’s mind cleared up a little. The most crucial thing was to discover what this Yuan Ke Xin would do alone in the house. If she was truly a pervert, she would definitely often use the various kinky devices in that under-bed box alone.

But the problem was that she always covered the front and back windows with curtains, making it difficult to observe the inside from the outside.

An Shao Ting’s mind gradually cleared up – then, one way was to install a bug in Yuan Ke Xin’s house. Or, simply install a hidden camera.

Right! It would be nice to record some of her handles and also prevent her from having any mischief against him in the future.

If she found out about the camera, he could also pretend to play the role of ‘master’: couldn’t the master have a monitor in his sex-slave’s room? It was the perfect solution.

Getting into Yuan Kexin’s room wasn’t a problem – picking the lock and getting in while she was at work during the day, or just going straight to her at night and using an opportunity to handcuff her to the toilet, and then installing himself then with aplomb.

An Shao Ting felt slightly better as clarity began to dawn in his mind – a way had been found to deal with this girl. He had to find out the truth – he couldn’t just doubt the girl who was most likely actually suffering, he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if he misjudged her.

Suddenly, he saw the door to Yuan Kexin’s room open, and she was fully dressed to go to work. It was then that he realized that it was now dawn, and he had spent another sixth night here.

He picked up the binoculars and looked at the girl he had been pining for towards yesteryear, and the thought that she might be a liar who had cheated and played with his feelings was as painful as a knife in his heart.

He really wanted to rush over and cut her off right away and ask her about it, but he held back and silently watched her walk down the stairs and disappear around the corner.

(vii)

An Shao Ting sat at this observation point, which he had been watching for almost ten days, and silently waited for eight o’clock in the evening to fall. He kept praying that he would see the appearance of a man who looked similar to him.

He knew in his heart, of course, that the likelihood of this had been very small; he had been on watch for four nights and six whole all-nighters, but nothing had gone to her.

He didn’t want to believe that the girl of his dreams could be a psychopathic masochist who played with his emotions. It was too cruel for him – he had believed that this girl who could be his first love was worth going through fire for.

He still couldn’t hate this Yuan Ke Xin right now – even if she really was a pervert, he wouldn’t particularly hate her – he would just be very sad.

During the day he bought back a sound-activated video camera so that when he put it in her room, it would silently turn on and film whenever she walked around in it or if there was a particularly sudden noise in it. And if she went to sleep or wasn’t in the house, the camera would automatically turn off, not wasting videotape and batteries by recording empty all the time.

Now it’s just a matter of waiting for eight o’clock to arrive and knocking on Yuan Kexin’s room door.

The hands on the watch finally turned to eight o’clock in the stirring “tick-tock, tick-tock” sound. An Shao Ting pressed down the huge fluctuation in his heart, nervously came to Yuan Ke Xin’s room door, and eagerly knocked on her door.

The door quickly opened. Yuan Ke Xin seemed to be quite surprised to see that it was An Shao Ting. She immediately let out a soft cry: “Master.” Then she immediately lowered her head and moved aside, waiting for An Shao Ting to enter the room.

An Shao Ting sneered, the look of surprise Yuan Ke Xin showed didn’t surprise him at all, it just somewhat made him despise – seeing the ‘master’ who tortured and abused him so much, how could a normal person show a look of surprise in addition to fear and dread?

He strode in, coldly watching as she closed the door behind her, then turned to him, stripped and knelt down to welcome him: “Nu’er welcome to Master’s presence.”

He looked at Yuan Kexin’s body as if no new scars appeared, and the old wounds from before seemed to have basically disappeared, so he couldn’t help but be a little surprised. It was assumed that the man hadn’t come back to disturb her over the past week, allowing her body to get better. Of course, another way to look at it was that the girl hadn’t abused herself – or hadn’t used one of those torture devices that could leave marks.

He sat down on the bed again, smoothly hiding the camera to the side, and said coldly to Yuan Kexin, “Crawl over here.”

“Aye. Master.”

From the tone of her reply, she couldn’t hear her fear or unhappiness at all, and An Shao Ting felt that her words were filled with anticipation and fulfillment instead.

Seems like a real pervert can’t tell.

An Shao Ting was uncomfortable in his heart.

He took off his shoes, slipped his foot under her bra and ordered her, “Take this off.”

“Aye. Master.”

Yuan Kexin quickly took off her bra, revealing two fleshy breasts with the red marks on them gone.

An Shao Ting used his toes to play with both of her breasts a few times in turn, and said coldly to her, “Nu’er, I haven’t been here for a few days, did you miss me?”

“Yes, Master.”

“What do you want from me?”

“Nu… Nu… Nu missed Master’s… care.”

An Shao Ting snorted coldly through his nose, his heart couldn’t help but flare up a bit: “What do you mean by ‘caring’? You want me to tyrannize you, don’t you?”

“Yes… yes, master.”

Yuan Ke Xin’s honest admission made An Shao Ting even more dissatisfied: “You’re a lecherous woman, born to be lecherous, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Master.”

“You actually want me to punish you, to miss me punishing you, don’t you?”

“Ah… yes! Master.”

Although An Shao Ting knew that this kind of conversation didn’t really prove anything, her self-admission still set him on fire.

He rubbed his feet harder on her breasts while she softly let him humiliate her. An Shao Ting used his foot in the middle of her breasts to lift her body hard enough to bring her into a kneeling position, then circled her back with his feet, circling her closer to his legs, and began to play with her breasts by cupping them in his hands.

He suddenly found it very easy to play the role of the tyrant today, no longer having any mental resistance to it.

He squeezed her breasts violently with his hands, causing her to yelp in pain, and tears immediately leaked from her eyes.

When he saw her eyes filled with tears, his heart softened and his hands naturally relaxed a lot, but his mouth still used words to humiliate her: “Are you afraid of pain? Don’t you just like me to be so tyrannical to you?”

“Yes. Slave loves it when Master punishes slave.”

“You actually feel good inside, don’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

An Shao Ting suddenly made a bold move: he cupped Yuan Ke Xin’s chin and yelled at her, “Raise your head and look at me with your eyes!”

“Yes, Master.”

She slowly raised her large watery eyes and looked fearfully at the fuming An Shao Ting.

An Shao Ting knew that it would be very risky for him to do this if he and that real ‘master’ if they didn’t look very much alike. Of course, if there wasn’t that ‘master’ at all, then there wouldn’t be any problem – he really couldn’t help himself.

An Shao Ting stared intently into her eyes, hoping to see some kind of answer in them.

Yuan Kexin didn’t dare not to look at him, and only looked obediently into his eyes. Her eyes didn’t show any expression of surprise or strangeness, they still had that same pitiful look of fear. In that case, she couldn’t even realize that he was an imposter when she looked at him so closely and carefully, so either that ‘master’ was just too much like him, An Shao Ting, or that ‘master’ of whatever kind didn’t exist at all.

The anger in An Shao Ting’s heart was increasing. He grabbed her shoulders with his left hand and violently incited her two breasts with his right hand, as if he was slapping her.

Yuan Kexin’s body swayed from side to side under his tyranny, shivering her lips, not daring to say a word, silently enduring his thrashing, some painful moans involuntarily escaping her throat.

An Shao Ting continuously whipped dozens of times, whipping her breasts into a reddish color. He was really pumping and inciting hard this time, wanting to vent all the anger in his belly.

He rested his breath a little bit, and as soon as he squeezed her breasts again, he squeezed her nipples purple as if he was milking them. Yuan Ke Xin really couldn’t take it anymore, her body was trembling slightly, tears and water began to flow down her eyes, and a slurred moan came out of her throat.

“Isn’t that how you like it? Why are you still crying?”

“Yes… Nuyen is… so happy that tears flow from her eyes.”

An Shao Ting was simply rendered helpless by this girl’s appearance, his heart was not in pain, and his heart hated but could not hate.

He simply lowered his head and took that breast he was squeezing in one bite and sucked and wrapped it in his mouth with abandon – the first time he’d ever had the chance to take her breast in his mouth.

He’d wanted to do this for a long time, but he hadn’t had a chance the first two times after all – it wasn’t until now that he’d dared to start boldly and wantonly playing with the girl. His hands trailed down to her thighs, then to her boxers, and then he began to feel and play with her private parts through them.

He suddenly realized that the triangle panties of her privacy that his fingers touched were wet with a large wet patch, wetting his fingers. He was greatly surprised, at first he thought Yuan Ke Xin was tortured by him to urinate incontinence. But when he looked down further, it didn’t look like pee at all, but like her obscene liquid.

He was greatly puzzled – he hadn’t even stimulated her sensitive parts much and she was already sexually aroused?

“Huh? What’s gotten into you? Why are you all wet under there?”

“Ah… When I’m played with by my master, my slave gets wet.”

An Shao Ting heard that these were the same words she used when she answered him last time, and couldn’t help but get angry again: “What? I haven’t even played with you yet, and you’re already wet?”

“Yes… my slave is naturally lewd.”

An Shao Ting was really furious, he pulled down her panties, then threw her onto the bed, and hit her two buttocks with his hands. Yuan Kexin did not dare to resist a little, just buried her head on the bed, her mouth let out a “whimper” moan.

An Shao Ting smacked her hand so hard it hurt before she stopped, and her ass was red on both sides by now.

An Shao Ting thought for a moment and then pulled out the box from under the bed, took out the whip from it, pulled her hair up, pulled her head to her crotch position on her knees, took off her pants at once, revealing her rod under her face. Then he held her head down with one hand, and with the other, he threw the whip away and struck her on the back with a snap. Then he ordered her to suck his cock: “I’m going to suck you while I’m beating you, and I’m going to suck you all the way to the bottom, understand?”

Yuan Kexin had already taken in his rod before he even waited for his order, and half-crying, half-moaning, she began to suck his cock.

An Shao Ting was taken into her mouth with a mouthful of her, a great stimulation reached his brain, the extremely comfortable feeling made him forget everything for a while. However, he couldn’t go back on his word at a time like this, he would have to whip her even if she was submissive to him. He was sure that if he whipped her hard now, she might even beg for it!

“The sound of the whip on her back and ass seemed to make her tremble with each stroke, but she still tried to suck and lick him, as if she was doing her best to please him.

An Shao Ting still couldn’t figure out whether the sound of her crying was really due to the joy of being abused as she herself admitted, or whether she just couldn’t stand his torture. Every whip that came down from his hand made him feel very uncomfortable in his heart, and he really didn’t like this kind of abusive game.

The prick was getting bigger and more comfortable in Yuan Ke Xin’s mouth, making his whipping motion naturally slow down. In the end, he simply threw down the whip, picked up her head with both hands, and began to slam it back and forth into his crotch to release his lust.

Yuan Kexin could barely breathe with his throat blocked, but still tried her best to keep stimulating his rod with her tongue, making him extremely happy.

An Shao Ting entered a marvelous situation at once – the kind of feeling that was completely different from thrusting in her pussy. He violently let go of his control, letting his happy semen joyfully shoot deep into Yuan Ke Xin’s mouth.

She was really unable to swallow the massive amount of semen An Shao Ting had been collecting for almost a week because she was being controlled by her head, and much of the white liquid just flowed down the corners of her mouth to her chin and neck.

An Shao Ting weakly let go of her head and backed up into one of the chairs, slowly reminiscing about this round of leaking orgasms. Yuan Kexin quickly wiped the oozing semen into her mouth and then immediately climbed off the bed as if she was going to come over of her own accord to clean up his rod.

An Shao Ting looked at her with a smile and said to her coldly, “You… crawl over here.”

“Aye. Master.” Hearing this, Yuan Kexin hurriedly got down on the ground and crawled on her hands and knees between his legs, kneeling up and obediently began to continue cleaning his rod with her mouth.

“Do you just like to take a man’s cock?”

“Ah… Nuyen is the one who likes to take Master’s… cock.”

“Nope! You haven’t taken another man’s cock?”

“Ah… no… slave only takes in Master’s.”

An Shao Ting looked at the pitiful appearance of the girl under his legs and really didn’t know whether to pity her or hate her. He really wanted to hit her hard, but he really couldn’t – he still didn’t want to believe that there would be a girl who would really be so cheap as to take the initiative to find a man to abuse her.

He waited for her to be almost done, and pulled her by her hair as he dragged her towards the shower room. Yuan Kexin once again showed a frightened look, and some slurred sounds came out of her mouth. An Shao Ting didn’t dare to push too hard, so he simply grabbed her shoulders with his other hand and quickly dragged her into the toilet.

He went back to the bed and pulled a handcuff out of a box under the bed, then went back to her and handcuffed both of her hands to the hose that ran low over the sink with the handcuffs.

That done, he went back into the room and picked the right dildo from the box. Suddenly he found a thick dildo attached to wires and a box. He was overjoyed and knew that this was exactly the kind of vibrator used by women as described in many pornographic novels. He brought that vibrator between Yuan Kexin’s legs and inserted the dildo into the girl’s already wet pussy, smoothly inserting it all the way into her before he twisted the switch.

Sure enough she immediately started shaking in her lower body, as if the vibrations inside had turned her on. He tried turning the switch up a bit more, and the rumbling indicated that it was vibrating even more inside.

Yuan Kexin began to gasp loudly, looking at him with two teary eyes, unable to help herself as she began to whimper and moan loudly in her throat, as if she was about to reach an orgasm of sexual desire.

He laughed: “Haha, just enjoy yourself here!”

“Ow… ow. Thank you… Master. Ow…”

He stood in the doorway and watched her for a moment, thinking nothing was wrong, so he went into the kitchen to get himself a glass of water, before coming back to check on her and realizing that she had wailed even more.

Without further delay, he rushed to turn on the TV and turn it up so he could mask the sound of him setting up the camera.

He carefully unscrewed the cover of the vent at the top of the wall, and without much effort he planted the camera in the vent in the room and aimed the lens at the greater part of Yuan Ke Xin’s room.

After everything was smooth and done, he returned to Yuan Ke Xin. Only then did he realize that she was completely paralyzed on the floor, her entire body trembling as if she had a serious illness and was cramping on the floor.

An Shaoting immediately panicked when he saw Yuan Kexin’s appearance. He didn’t expect that a vibrator would torture her to this state. In fact, he didn’t know that it was all because that vibrator was turned up to the max by him and for so long, even the most powerful woman would not be able to stand it.

Yuan Kexin had started to cry out furiously long ago, but the sound of the TV covered her voice.

He hurriedly pulled out the prick, and along with it was a thin stream of obscene water. Yuan Kexin seemed to have regained some consciousness, and began to make a terrible “whimpering” sound in her throat, not knowing whether it was pain or pleasure.

She slowly opened her eyes and softly said, “Thank you master.”

An Shao Ting realized that the ground under Yuan Ke Xin’s pussy had already wet a large area. He had palpitations in his heart, but had to put on a cold face and scoffed: “Haha, aren’t you very happy? Shed so much lewdness!”

“Ow… yes… yes, master.”

(viii)

An Shao Ting came out of Yuan Ke Xin’s house, not knowing whether it was because he had just vented the sexual desire in his body in her mouth or because he had vented the hatred in his heart on her, his mood suddenly became very relaxed.

The numbness and swelling of his lower body made him still recall the pleasure of just ejaculating in Yuan Kexin’s mouth from time to time, and his mouth hummed the melody of Ren Xianqi’s song again.

‘You crawl over here, slutty slave.

Crawl over, crawl over.

Great show, Kinky.

Please don’t pretend you don’t love abuse.

┅┅

I’m pinching left and right, up and down.

Turns out slutty you’re not easy.

I’ve thought and guessed and guessed.

Your masochistic mentality is pretty strange.

┅┅’

An Shao Ting no longer had to go to that observation point to sit and wait on watch; he went straight home to rest.

He waited patiently for a day, and by the morning of the third day he arrived alone in front of Yuan Kexin’s apartment, and after he was sure that she had already gone to work, he climbed up the fire escape to the platform in front of her window, and with a slight push pushed the window open, and he climbed in without any problems, and then he retrieved the small cassette tape inside from the camcorder, and replaced it with a new tape.

Everything went smoothly. He couldn’t wait to get home, insert the small tape into a box designed to play it and connect it to his computer – so he could carefully study the tape frame by frame and make as many copies as he wanted.

Yuan Kexin’s room began to appear on the screen, and in it was first a shot of him just setting the vent cover, and then a shot of him going in and out of the shower that day when he was still in her room.

He quickly skipped the paragraph and moodily and nervously began to sit in his chair and stare at the screen.

There was no one on the screen at the beginning, only the sound of water “clattering” could be heard, which was probably Yuan Kexin taking a shower in the toilet. After a while, she began to appear in her pajamas and walked into the scene. The moment she appeared, it made An Shao Ting hot again – Yuan Kexin in her pajamas exuded a sexy temptation all over her body, which made An Shao Ting feel a bit unable to hold on immediately.

Then she began to clean up the room, packing up the clothes on the floor and all those kinky things one by one, and then sat leaning against the bed for a while, seemingly thinking of something on her mind.

Soon Yuan Kexin turned off the light and went to sleep without any abnormal situation.

An Shao Ting really had an indescribable feeling in his heart when he saw the way she looked – he really didn’t want her to be that kind of perverted self-mutilator.

The pitch-black screen was soon automatically adjusted to night vision light, and Yuan Kexin’s sleeping position could be clearly seen in the glowing green screen. He waited patiently for the camera to automatically turn off after five minutes due to the lack of movement in the room, and then waited somewhat nervously for the next scene.

Then the screen suddenly brightened up, and the camera showed Yuan Kexin waking up, and the time on it showed that it was already seven o’clock in the morning.

It seems that nothing happened this night. But nothing happened this night is not out of An Shao Ting’s surprise, Yuan Ke Xin has just been tortured by him, she will surely be satisfied and then go to bed.

He watched patiently as she got up, went into the bathroom, and then the sight of her removing her pajamas and changing her clothes sent another fire through his lower body. He found this kind of tape that allowed him to peek into the full privacy of someone’s life very arousing, no wonder the newspapers often reported college students doing this kind of scandalous thing of secretly filming girls showering and changing.

But he didn’t have much heart to view the fun right now.

Yuan Kexin left the camera and seemed to go to the kitchen, where she could be heard fixing food. She then reappeared with milk and pancakes in her hand, turning on the TV as she ate.

An Shao Ting patiently watched the details of Yuan Ke Xin’s living until she left the room to go to work.

Next it was time for last night’s scene. An Shao Ting began to watch with concentrated attention.

Yuan Ke Xin came home from work on time. When she arrived home, she first changed out of her suit for work and into a set of loose casual clothes, then went to the kitchen to start cooking.

Everything is normal.

Next was Yuan Kexin serving her dinner and watching TV at the same time. After dinner she sat down at the end of the bed and leaned against the wall to continue watching TV. Then there was a long period of boring images – she sat and watched the TV in a muffled voice, and there really wasn’t much in the way of unusual behavior, except for the few times she twisted her head to look to the left or to look to the right.

After a long time, Yuan Ke Xin straightened up and got out of bed as if she was going to take a shower, and when she reappeared she was already wearing sexy pajamas. Just as Yuan Ke Xin walked to the bed and prepared to get into it, she suddenly bent down and dragged out the box from under the bed.

An Shao Ting’s eyes were glowing, his heartbeat accelerated, and he muttered, “Here it comes, here it comes.”

Yuan Ke Xin opened the box and stared at its contents in silence for a while. To An Shao Ting’s disappointment, she did nothing before closing the box again, storing it away and going to bed herself.

Another night, nothing happened.

An Shao Ting didn’t know whether he should be disappointed or happy. At least Yuan Kexin didn’t display the self-mutilating behavior that he thought she would, but there was also no proof of whether the man known as ‘master’ existed or didn’t exist.

His heart was not in it, but he cautioned himself that he must be patient now. Let’s wait a few more days, surely something should come of this.

He had nothing to do during the day, and he replayed the tape of Yuan Kexin’s rise and fall again.

As he scrutinized the large, boring footage of her watching TV, he realized that it seemed as if she wasn’t really watching TV, but more like she was blankly waiting for something.

This discovery made him think for a long time. The only explanation could be that Yuan Ke Xin was waiting for the real ‘master’ – or rather waiting for An Shao Ting, whom she mistook to be the master, since the real master usually didn’t come at this time of the day. Of course, it was also possible that she was waiting for him, An Shao Ting – not because she thought he was some kind of ‘master’, but because she was waiting for him, the An Shao Ting that she had lied to so miserably.

An Shao Ting was really itching to go back to her, but he restrained himself. He knew that patience was just too important to him. Let’s wait for one more day, tomorrow night he’ll go to her place again to have a good venting, and then he’ll pick up the tape that recorded her activities in the past two days.

The unanswered mystery kept An Shao Ting in a state of anxiety and restlessness all day. He even read some messy tyrannical novels on the Shang Yuan Yuan website, which made him hot and bothered.

A novel about office tyranny caught his attention, making him suddenly remember that the only period of Yuan Kexin’s life when she was not under his surveillance was in the bank where she worked. Could it be that she was tyrannized by her coworkers or supervisors in the office? The bank she worked for was a big and famous corporation, and the business departments she worked in were all open to the public all day long, so this was highly unlikely.

Still, this bank was worth some surveillance, and he decided to go to the bank the next day to observe it. Thinking about the possibility that Yuan Kexin was not a masochist made him feel better again, and a ray of hope was rekindled in his heart.

An Shao Ting slept well and soundly at night, as if he also had many dreams, as if this Yuan Ke Xin also appeared in his dreams.

He was roused by the alarm clock early in the morning, and immediately ran to the bank where Yuan Kexin worked, not far from the only doorway where their staff went in and out, and scrutinized every staff member who went in to see if there was anyone who looked similar to him.

The result was disappointing: there wasn’t even one that looked remotely similar.

By the time it was evening, still about eight o’clock, he knocked on Yuan Ke Xin’s door again.

The door opened, and she seemed to smile again with hidden surprise, hastening to call him “master” and let him in.

Everything remained the same. Yuan Kexin, half-naked, fell down in front of his feet and said, “Welcome, Master,” and then added, “Nu’er, please punish Nu’er, Master.”

An Shao Ting was furious at the sight of her pleading for punishment. He decided that no matter what she said today, he would play his own despite.

With that thought in mind, he roughly stripped her of her bra and panties, threw her onto her back on the bed, and then began to slowly and carefully run his hands all over her body, squeezing and playing with her.

Yuan Kexin was a bit nervous at first, her body seemed to tremble under his hands. When she realized that he didn’t use violence, her body gradually calmed down.

This time Yuan Kexin’s delicate skin was touched and played with by An Shaoting almost every inch of it, even between her tiny toes.

An Shao Ting happily toyed with it for a long time, and when he felt it was time, he took off his pants and leaned himself against the wall at the head of the bed, sticking out his rod at Yuan Ke Xin and ordering her to clamp it with her breasts.

Yuan Ke Xin obediently obeyed with tears in both eyes. She crawled between his legs and pressed her front body down, placing his rod between her breasts, then squeezed her breasts from both sides with both hands, her body moving up and down with difficulty.

An Shao Ting watched with satisfaction as Yuan Ke Xin used her breasts to serve herself – he had often read about this kind of breastfeeding in the novels on Yuan Yuan’s website and had always fantasized in his heart about what it would feel like, not realizing that he would actually have a chance to taste this now.

His rod was sandwiched between two large chunks of tender flesh, feeling the excitement generated by the friction of his rod between her breasts, and the bright red glans grinding against her chin from time to time.

He coldly ordered her, “You run your tongue over that tip again.”

“Yes, Master.”

Yuan Kexin put her head down and stretched her tongue to lick the glans with each downward thump of her body, turning An Shao Ting on.

He stroked her smooth back excitedly, thinking that whether she was a pervert or not, as long as he could play with her like this on a regular basis, wouldn’t it be a very wonderful thing?

After enjoying himself for a while, he saw Yuan Kexin’s head start to sweat, her body getting slower and slower, and the tears in her eyes started to pool in the corners of her eyes, and knew that she was getting tired of it – this kind of position was really not easy to maintain for a long time.

“Well? Not feeling well anymore? This is your punishment.”

“Yes, Master.”

Tear water slid down the corners of her eyes. An Shao Ting knew in his heart that Yuan Ke Xin was probably acting, but he still couldn’t bear to see her suffer like this in his heart – it was really hard to understand in his mind that if this girl was sincerely trying to lure him into tormenting her, why did she act so pitifully every time she was tormented?

Sometimes An Shao Ting couldn’t believe that all her tears were faked – they were too realistic.

He pushed her down onto the bed, lying face to face, and then slowly pressed himself down.

Yuan Kexin’s lower body was surprisingly still dry, and the foreskin of his own prick actually felt a hint of pain as it was pulled during his penetration. Once inserted, the moist flesh walls inside slipped his rod and he began the most primitive of mechanical movements.

This was the first time he had penetrated into her body from the front. He didn’t care how she felt, he thrust himself painfully, his mouth against her snow-white neck sucking and kissing, which actually brought him to a quick orgasm.

He rolled off of Yuan Ke Xin, and although his lower body was extremely comfortable after his release, his heart was always not as strong as what he had felt the previous times.

She immediately sat up and bent her body over to clean him again with her mouth, he felt uncomfortable but couldn’t tell what was wrong, so he rudely pushed Yuan Kexin away.

He looked silently at the girl sitting frozen on the edge, and there was always the feeling that he was a stranger to her, that he could feel so differently from the feelings he used to have for her adoringly-perhaps it was the knowledge that she was no longer as innocent and pure as she appeared to be that made him feel no pain in even making love to her.

Yuan Ke Xin said with a low sob, “Nu’er did a bad job, please punish Master.”

It was to be punished again! An Shao Ting was really on fire in his heart. He fiercely climbed up, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her towards the restroom.

This time he really exerted his strength, causing Yuan Kexin to yell “wow wow wow” in pain.

An Shao Ting didn’t care about her pain and decided in his mind that she was putting on a show, flinging her hard against the sink.

Yuan Kexin massaged her hair in pain and let out a miserable cry.

Looking at her “whimpering” tears, An Shao Ting once again did not know what to do – he wanted to torture her with the kind of abuse he saw yesterday by pouring urine on her face, but he could not harden his heart to such a poor girl.

With a sob, she said to him in a broken voice: “Nyi… oooh… please master… punish… oooh… nyi…”

Upon hearing this, An Shao Ting’s wildness was instantly aroused again. He violently turned around and went back to the bedside to find the whip, coming back to whip her body for a while, beating her so hard that she cried so hard that she could barely breathe, and could only let out a gurgling wail in her throat.

An Shao Ting was so furious that he threw down the whip violently and poured out a large bubble of urine on her head and face. Looking at Yuan Ke Xin’s paralyzed and wretched appearance on the ground, An Shao Ting couldn’t feel anything in his heart – he couldn’t believe that he could be so savage and tyrannical now.

Unable to bear to look at her any longer, he returned to his room and moved a chair to climb into the vent to retrieve the videotape inside, then closed the lid, hurriedly dressed, and fled her house.

He went back to his place, and his mind was not at peace for a long time.

It was hard for him to imagine why even having sex with Yuan Ke Xin no longer felt so passionate after he had become suspicious of her – he could still get sexual pleasure from her, but he lacked the moving feelings and experiences that were etched in his mind.

The thought of her in the toilet, covered in her own filth as he pissed all over her, hurt him so much – he could no longer see any sign of the girl of his dreams who had once been so dear to his heart. But this perverted self-mutilator, every time she knew that he would punish her, she seemed to show some kind of happiness when she opened the door to see him, and she seemed to remind him to let him “punish” her every now and then.

An Shao Ting suddenly had a feeling of being toyed with in his heart.

He could understand that some sick sadists liked to brutally torture people and have fun with it, but he couldn’t understand why anyone would like to be whipped and abused anyway. He really didn’t want to play this game like this anymore, maybe he should just go and talk to the girl about it – but what would happen then?

She hated him-she would. And she would laugh at him-let her. She might not let him into her room again, stop letting him play with her body like a master – and that would be a shame.

An Shao Ting now understood that Yuan Ke Xin was actually taking advantage of his greed for sex – alas, no matter what, this girl was still his first. He had gotten so much satisfaction and pleasure from her. Could he still blame her? She had completely given her entire body to him, and in exchange, as long as he was mean to her and gave her some perverted satisfaction, he really had nothing to complain about – what could he say to her?

If he really had to be upfront with her about it, would she turn on him? What will happen if he stays in this relationship with her? Will she ever get tired of him?

Again, these are very real issues.

He shook his head helplessly, remembering that all their perversions in bed today would have been caught on tape, and he thought about the new tape he’d gotten back.

With that in mind, he inserted the tape into the playbox.