pig iron

"Let's go here first today. You really are getting weaker and weaker." A lazy male voice came from above his head, and Zi An breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned. He couldn't even lift his arms, but he still quickly got up and knelt down, stabilized his figure slightly trembling, and squeezed out a few words with all his strength, still humbly saying: "Thank you, master."

Mu Chuan glanced at the slave on the ground, ignored him, and walked out the door.The sound of footsteps went away quietly until it disappeared, and Zi'an fell limply on the ground, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, silently.Don't think about it yet, Zian told himself, sleep for a while, sleep for a while, otherwise he is really going to die.

When he woke up, Zian was startled. The thick curtains still couldn’t block the bright sunlight outside the window. It’s almost noon, and he hasn’t taken care of anything yet. If the master comes back, he will definitely let himself die a hundred times .

He quickly struggled to get up, stumbled out of the house, trotted all the way down the stairs holding the handrail, walked to the housekeeper Uncle Wang's room, and asked in some embarrassment: "Uncle Wang, is the master coming back at noon today?" The housekeeper who was slowly drinking tea in his own room looked up at Zian, and was not at all surprised by Zian who was covered in bruises and was almost naked, and said kindly: "Oh, Zian woke up."Sir will not come back at noon today. "

After hearing these words, Zian felt relieved, leaned against the door frame, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the pretty young man with a relaxed look in front of him, the housekeeper felt a little pitiful for no reason.But at the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is still a child, but he has to endure these things every day.

"Go and wash it first, the young master probably won't be back at night, so don't worry, I'll ask the kitchen to bring you something to eat later."

Zi'an turned his face sideways and smiled lightly: "Then thank you, Uncle Wang."

In the bathroom, the young man's slender and well-proportioned figure loomed in the faint water mist, alluring and ecstatic.The white and cool skin is full of criss-crossing bruises, and there are some traces of acupuncture and fire when you look closely.It makes people feel unbearable, but it also arouses the desire to abuse.

The pitch-black pupils could not see any fluctuations, but fixedly stared at a point in the room, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

How long have you lived like this?Kneeling until my knees are numb every day can still maintain a perfect posture.One order can make oneself do any humiliating and painful things.Whips and ropes, semen and aphrodisiacs, life seems to be nothing but these.

You see, you see, it’s time for an enema again, and the feeling of tearing and humiliation at the first time made me feel like I was going to die.But now, proficiency is like dressing and eating, and naturalness is like feeling breathing.

Have you already forgotten that you were once a domineering young man?Have you forgotten that you have also lived a pampered life?Are you used to being a sex slave?

I am also a man, and I also have the desire to control others, as well as my inviolable dignity.But I was pressed under the man in various postures. This is something more unbearable than death. No matter how tough it is, there is a bottom line that cannot be touched.Why can I continue to live?

For one person.There was a gleam of light in the dark pupils.That person is probably the only thought and hope in this life, a thin ray of light in his dark life.Just look at her to see if she is doing well, what else is there to bear?What's wrong with enduring the greatest pain?

After washing himself and eating, Zian returned to the teaching room.Kneeling on the ground, he carefully wiped the white semen and little blood on the dark yellow floor, washed the training instruments scattered all over the floor with clean water, disinfected them with alcohol, put them away, and put them away.After finishing all this, Zian returned to his room and lay down quietly on the bed to rest.I really hope the owner doesn't come back at night, so I can have a good night's sleep.

Even if you lie down and do nothing, the time flies by quickly.On a summer evening, the sun is like an undercooked egg yolk, orange, and slowly falling with a sticky light.Zi'an suddenly heard the sound of a car honking in the courtyard, and his heart tightened, he should come back or come back, and he still couldn't avoid what he deserved.

Quickly got up and went downstairs, ready to meet him, Zian chose a position and knelt down straight.

After Mu Chuan entered, he handed over the clothes in his hand to the housekeeper. "Sir, you didn't inform them that you will be back tonight, so your dinner is not prepared in the kitchen. Wait for a while, and I will inform them of tonight's dishes."

"You can do whatever you want, don't bother." After speaking, Mu Chuan waved to the helpers behind him: "Let's do our own thing, don't hold back."

All the helpers left, Mu Chuan sat lazily on the sofa, leaned his head back, and straightened his legs comfortably, "Zian, go, help me change my slippers."

Mu Chuan squinted at the boy kneeling at his feet.The short black hair slanting on the white and cold skin has a feeling of tranquility in Chinese ink painting, the eyebrows and eyes are also quiet, indescribably gentle and handsome, the head is slightly bent, and the beautifully shaped jaw is seen from the side. With a slender neck, the whole picture is breathtakingly beautiful.What a masterpiece.She is neither coquettish nor coquettish, exuding a sinking atmosphere from inside to outside.Like a piece of exquisite Yue kiln white porcelain, you can hear a soft lingling sound when it is broken.

Mu Chuan put his palm on the top of the boy's head and rubbed it gently. Zian's hair was not soft but rather hard. "Have you rested so soon? It seems that you didn't play too much last night." Mu Chuan smiled: "You have been here for so long, why are you so obedient? I heard from the people of'Nanse' that you are It’s a tough stubble to get over. It took nearly half a month just to make you kneel down, and it almost killed you, what’s the matter now, huh?”

The boy kneeling on the ground and bowing his head did not answer.Mu Chuan pulled Zi'an into his arms, and while touching his cool and smooth skin, he put his mouth next to Zi'an's ear and whispered, "I'm so kind? I haven't touched your skin yet. Bottom line? Then take a good rest tonight, I'll be fine all day tomorrow, how about we two have fun together?"

The young man's voice was respectful and humble: "Zian listens to the master's arrangement."

When dinner was ready, Mu Chuan picked up Zian and walked towards the restaurant: "Let's go, accompany me to dinner."

After entering the restaurant, Mu Chuan put Zi on the chair, and said to the maid next to him, "Warm the milk for him, don't let it be too hot, and cut a plate of fruit."

In fact, Zian felt that Mu Chuan did not treat him too much, at least he seldom did anything too outrageous and humiliating in front of the servants and housekeepers.I was bought to play, not to be worshiped as a Bodhisattva.In Nanse, he was a slave bought with capital, and it seemed that he would not be able to repay his capital if he did not practice to his heart's content.If I want to eat, I always lie on my stomach, in front of all kinds of people, licking the food on the plate like a dog.Being humiliated by one person is bearable, but being watched by a crowd is driving you crazy.But what's the matter?You can die, but as long as you live, you must endure these cruelties.

The meal was okay, and Mu Chuan didn't feel too embarrassed.There are also a lot of fruits of various colors on the plate, which can barely fill the stomach.The milk is not very hot, and it is very comfortable to swallow.Mu Chuan glanced at Zi'an: "Are you full? Do you want to ask the kitchen to add something for you? You don't care if you are hungry."

After hearing this, Zian couldn't help laughing, knowing that he was working from below, how could he let himself eat some fish and meat meals even if he was hungry?I was a little dissatisfied in my heart, but on the surface I still answered in accordance with the format: "Zian is full, the master doesn't have to worry."

Mu Chuan responded lightly: "Then go back to the room and don't need to accompany me. Don't forget to eat cod liver oil and vitamins." He picked up a piece of beef and chewed slowly, and then ordered, "Just get up at seven tomorrow morning, no need to eat or eat. Enema, wait for me in the adjustment classroom. Okay, go back to the room."

Zian stood up from his seat, bowed to Mu Chuan, and walked down.

In fact, it was still early, but around seven or eight o'clock.But there is no game console, no computer, not even a magazine in the room, it is so boring that it makes people crazy.Seventeen or eighteen years old is a fun and active age for young people, and it is uncomfortable to live in a cramped space.

There was really nothing to do, and Zian didn't want to lie down any longer.Then he took out a bottle of medicinal wine from the cabinet, applied it on the bruised and purple part of the skin and rubbed it slowly.In fact, Zian's body looks slender and well-proportioned but not weak. Under the smooth and slightly cold skin are some hard but definitely not lumpy and protruding muscles.Because of this, Zian's offer was good.Few people are willing to buy muscular and fit men for sex, neither slender nor handsome, and having sex together does not know who conquered whom.

The beautiful boy is indeed in demand, beautiful, charming, soft, just looking at it makes one's heart sway, as beautiful, pure and lovely as a daffodil.But this kind of beautiful boy's physical condition is mostly too weak, no one wants the plaything in his hand to faint after a few rounds, and wake up again and again, this is really a disappointment.

Therefore, Zi'an's existence is satisfactory.The beautiful ones want to be collected, the slender ones want to be destroyed, and the physical fitness is enough to make people sadistically satisfy their desires over and over again.

After rubbing the blood away, Zian lay on the bed and closed his eyes, sleep well, hope tomorrow will be a good day.