Possessive relationship

Bai Xiaonan patted me on the shoulder with a smile, "As expected of you, he was so willing to die just now, and he accepted the master so quickly."

I snorted and said intentionally, "Maybe he either recognizes me, or thinks I'm easy to bully, and plans to bite me to death while I'm not paying attention."

I weighed Dian Qingqing's little stick with my foot, he was in pain, he wanted to cover it with his hands but he didn't dare to move, he grunted and bit his lips quickly, not daring to cry out.I nodded in satisfaction. I like this kind of slave who knows how to advance and retreat. I rubbed his hair and ordered: "Take care of his wound and take him to my room. Be careful with the things in front. Find your boss to settle accounts."

The trainer bowed to me, and said politely and confidently, "Please rest assured, I will definitely satisfy you."

Later I took Qingqing home and found out that he was just as he told Xiaobai, docile and obedient, cute and able to take care of himself. He called me master when he saw me, and he can live well without me taking a bath and feeding.If there is any shortcoming, it is probably that he is not furry enough.

I never asked him why he bit the guest that night, nor why he recognized me as the host.Whether it's dogs or slaves, I still like to be a little petite.A fully tamed slave is a talking blow-up doll or a walking vibrator, nothing interesting.

I remembered what Xiaobai said, what is really interesting is the process of conquest.But once he is completely conquered by me, will I still find it interesting?

To my surprise, Qingqing has been very well-behaved this month.In addition to the slave rules he had memorized, I only emphasized three points: Do not touch my body without my order, do not touch your own body without permission, and keep yourself and the room clean and hygienic every day.

Qingqing has been doing very well.He fulfilled my instructions very well, and never actively seduced me. When I ignored him, he knelt quietly by the side like a beautiful decoration.If I need anything, he will finish it right away.It's really much more worry-free than having a dog.

When I got home, Qingqing, who made me "worry free", had already knelt at the door to welcome me.

After a busy day, I was finally able to be quiet for a while. I was in a good mood. I rubbed his hair and asked him to help me put on my slippers.He took my bag and windbreaker and hung them up, and asked me: "Master, dinner is ready, do you want to eat now?"

The housekeeper, Uncle Li, is getting old. He has been a housekeeper in my house all his life and has long been a part of the family.I can't bear to let him work any more, and I don't want to invite others. I'm not used to strangers appearing at home.So after Qingqing came, I asked him to help Uncle Li with some chores, and the rest of the helpers only came to help with work when I was not at home during the day, and all the work had to be done before I went home.

When I went to the bedroom to change into more comfortable clothes and came out, Qingqing had already served the prepared meal on the table, and then knelt aside and waited for me.I had almost eaten, and I was just stirring the porridge in the bowl boredly, only to realize that Qingqing hadn't eaten anything yet.I didn't order him to eat when I left in the morning, he may have been hungry all day.

In order to keep the acupoints clean and flexible, slaves usually only eat light vegetable porridge during training.Qingqing has been here for a month, although I have not used his body, but because he was injured not long ago, I was afraid of wound infection, so I only gave him some light food to eat, and also relied on nutritional supplements to ensure complete nutrition.The nutritional supplements were given to me when he sent him, and the last one seemed to have been used up yesterday.

No one will prepare food for him without my order.

I looked at his small body where the ribs could almost be seen, and gave him the unfinished porridge in the bowl, as well as a plate of light cold salad. in his bowl.

I pinched his cheeks, almost without flesh, and his chin was pitifully pointed. "Hungry all day? Eat all of these."

"Thank you, master." He replied nonchalantly, and I was surprised to find that Qingqing was a little abnormal today.Not only is the voice erratic, but the body also appears stiff when I touch it. Why is this?

He is not a cowardly slave, is he making a fuss?

I went into the study, but he didn't follow after a while.I suddenly remembered something, walked into the bathroom and saw that the DV I wanted him to record was already lying in pieces in the pool, and it was obvious that someone smashed it on purpose.

I sneered and went back to the dining room, Qingqing was still kneeling at the foot of the table, the food in front of him hadn't moved a bite, so he was still a little behaved.

I threw the wreckage of the DV in front of his eyes, looked at his terrified eyes, frightened and fragile like a deer under a hunter's gun, and asked knowingly: "Qingqing, did you do it?"

Under my gaze, he dared not meet my eyes again, and replied bitterly: "Yes. It was done by slaves."

I sneered and admitted, that's fine, it saves me some energy to blame you.Now, I have to think about how to punish you.

"Did I treat you too well, or do you really think I'm easy to fool? You haven't punished you for so many days, you almost forgot your identity? I'll help you remember right away!"

I picked up an iron chain and tied it to his collar, pulling him forward vigorously.He crawled behind me on all fours, and I walked very fast. After all, his crawling speed couldn't keep up with my walking speed, and he was dragged by my neck again, trying very hard to follow me.

I dragged him to the basement, which has been transformed into a perfect training place, with good sound insulation, dry but no sunlight, and all the equipment is complete.Xiaobai's staff helped me with these equipment and modifications, and they were delivered together with Qingqing, very professional.

I looked around, ordered him to take off his clothes, and then locked him in a shackle similar to that used to escort prisoners in ancient times.The difference is that this shackle is only half the height of a person, and one must bend down to reach it.After locking his head and hands, I separated his legs and locked them into the iron rings on the ground.Qingqing is tall, so he presents an angle smaller than 90 degrees, with his waist stretched down and his hips naturally pouted.Feet apart, so that everything about him is displayed in front of me at a glance.

I slapped his snow-white buttocks hard. His buttocks were both in shape and elastic, and the sound was extremely crisp. A red mark in the shape of my palm appeared on his skin immediately, and the buttocks shook, like It is a silent temptation that makes people want to whip hard.

I stood in front of him, took out a small card from my pocket in front of him, and said cruelly: "Qingqing, it's a pity that even if the video recorder is destroyed, the memory card is not broken. Moreover, even if you If you dropped this one, someone will keep all the previous videos for you.”

After hearing this, he was scared for the first time and trembled all over his body.

I pulled his hair and forced him to look up, "Say, why did you do this? Why are you afraid of the video?" Although he was afraid, he still stubbornly refused to open his mouth.I saw it and felt even angrier, "The master didn't answer the questions. Is this how they teach the slaves?"

I blew into his ear, "Qingqing, today I will give you a long list of rules to see who screwed whom."

I chose a whip that was no more than one meter long, made of calfskin, very tough.It is not easy to break the skin when it is drawn on the human body, it will only leave beautiful red marks on the skin, and the accumulation of blood under the skin will hurt as long as it is touched. With his snow-white skin, it must be very beautiful.

"50 counts, you count yourself, if you make a mistake, start over."

The first time I slapped the place where I had just been slapped, the scar immediately covered the red mark on the palm, the red was bright and seductive.At first I wanted to punish him just because I was angry, but seeing his beautiful buttocks covered with red stripes printed by me little by little, as if vines of some kind of plant surrounded him, the snow-white body trembled from time to time, with the small The hole shrinks from time to time because of the pain.This view made me gradually start to enjoy the feeling of whipping him.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

For the first 50 strokes, he kept trying to follow my rhythm and count.But when I gradually became excited and the whip was getting faster and faster, he couldn't keep up because of the painful panting.Sometimes I hit him two or three times and he only had time to report a number.So before he knew it, he had already received more than [-] lashes.

"48, 49, fifty!"

The last whip just passed the center of his two buttocks, and he almost yelled out the last number, probably feeling that it was finally over, his voice trembling with pain.Unfortunately, it's too early to end.If I don't hear his explanation today, I will never stop.

I was a little tired, so I put down my whip to catch my breath, poured myself a glass of water, stood in front of Qingqing and asked him: "Have you made up your mind, or are you still refusing to say it?"

The breath of Qing Qing's pain is a little weak, and I am afraid that the movement of panting too much will affect the scars on his body.He shook his head lightly, "Slave, there really is no special reason for the slave. It's just a moment of capriciousness, please punish the master."

"It seems that the whipping doesn't hurt." In fact, I also know that the slaves must have received various whippings during training, and this level is still far from his bottom line.

I put the whip back, and fetched another plank.The characteristic of this board is that it is not heavy, but very thin and elastic.It is only about one inch wide and two inches long, and it can hit angles that ordinary planks cannot.

I patted the palm of my hand twice with a wooden board, and stood behind Qingqing again.I found that the place where I had just been beaten was red and swollen quickly, and countless blood-red tendrils stretched to the center and gradually disappeared. It was really beautiful.

Under each welt there should be a pool of blood by now, and it hurts if you press it lightly.I pinched his ass with my hands, and I yelled out "Ah!"

I said with satisfaction: "You don't need to report the number in the future, until you are willing to speak."

After finishing speaking, I struck down a red mark with a wooden board, and Qingqing let out a muffled groan.He also remembers that I don't like slaves that are too loud, which is fine.

I hit it left and right with the plank, each time hitting exactly where I had just struck.The touch of the wooden board is different from that of a whip. The first moment when it hits the wound should be heat, and then pain. Gradually, the piece will become numb and itchy.Qingqing kept wandering and struggling in this heat, pain and itching.

According to the rules, slaves are not allowed to hide when the master punishes them. They must accept the master's punishment submissively and thank the master for their education.Although I think such regulations are against the norm, the slaves know through experience that if they struggle, they will usually be punished more severely, so they obey them obediently.Xiaobai's subordinates have thoroughly implemented the idea that slaves are not human beings, but creatures that exist to please their masters.

However, Qingqing has almost lost her mind in this seemingly endless cycle. Not only did she shout louder and louder, but she also began to struggle to avoid the board in my hand. Although his room for struggle was very limited, And my board hit him exactly where he had been whipped every time.

Qingqing was covered with red marks from her back to her thighs, interspersed with redness and swelling.I stopped and pressed my palm against his buttocks, the skin was so hot that it almost melted.This momentary stop made him suddenly relax his tense body, and I took advantage of this gap to slap his butt hard with a wooden plank.

"Ah, woo... ah!"

A whimper began to appear amid Qingqing's painful cries, and she yelled indistinctly in pain, wanting to cry but refusing to cry out.At this time, the clear eye circles should be red, which must be extraordinarily moving.

I hit the same spot twice in a row with a plank, and that spot became extremely red and swollen immediately, and the skin was so swollen that it was almost bleeding.

"Ah! Master, it hurts so much, woo woo..."

While giving him double punishment without mercy, I asked easily, "It hurts? Where does it hurt? Here?"

That blow hit the delicate skin on the inner thigh, very close to the key parts, so the sensitive place must be doubly hot.

"Woo, master, stop beating, it really hurts."

"Do you know what's wrong now?"

"Understood! I know I was wrong, master, please forgive me, please..."

"You? What are you? Do you dare to call yourself "I"?"

"Qingqing, I, no! Slave, slave knows it's wrong! Master, stop beating, it really hurts, as if it's about to burst, master!"

I grasped Qingqing's buttocks with my hands, feeling his hot skin. The elastic snowball was now dyed red, and I kneaded it into various shapes.

I snapped and felt that I was going to continue again. Qingqing cried out in fright: "Master! Don't! It's really about to crack! Master, please spare the slave. Qingqing will never dare Oh, woo woo woo, don't fight anymore, master, please!"

I patted his side waist with a wooden plank, and he was trembling with fear, his muscles were tense, and his shoulder blades were like the wings of a butterfly.I looked behind him, and there was a fiery red area, and it should really be reaching the limit.If you continue to fight, will it really explode and bleed?I'm a bit of a clean freak, and I don't like seeing blood.

"Cracked? Qingqing, I haven't touched your back yet, how could it be cracked?"

"Master, it's not there. The back, the skin on the back seems to be splitting. Master, I clearly know that I made a mistake. Calm down and stop beating me."

"Think about it, why did you make a mistake?"

He paused for a moment, probably because he was only begging for mercy in the pain, and he had completely forgotten why I beat him.He hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously: "Qingqing, Qingqing shouldn't have disobeyed the master and broke the video recorder."

I saw that he was still so hard-spoken, and I was not happy at the same time, but I was also really curious, what kind of secret was he who refused to tell even after being beaten up like this?

"Okay! You're still stubborn! I've had enough, why don't we see what I recorded this morning?"

Hearing this sentence, he was stunned.He begged me incoherently: "Master, morning...haven't you already read it this morning? Don't read it anymore, master, if you are still angry, please continue to hit me! No, please hit the slave, you hit me Until she calms down, Qingqing dare not beg for mercy anymore! Master, don't! Don't look!"

I was very surprised, but knowing that his reaction was so intense, my guess must have been off the mark.The video was innocuous and not scary.The content of the video is even more common for a slave.Qingqing must have suffered psychological shadows from some stimulation in the past, otherwise he would not have done such a willful thing with his personality.

With him in this position, the TV is right in front of him.I inserted the memory card into the CD-ROM and started playing it. I pulled my clear hair and ordered him to open his eyes and watch carefully, and then carefully observed his reaction.

My voice came first on the TV.

"Little rooster, look up at me." After that, there was no picture for a while, when he started to quarrel, and when the picture reappeared, Qingqing's eyes had changed, and became a dull look of despair and fear.

At this moment, Qingqing's initial expression was also fear. As the picture progressed a little bit, he gradually stopped struggling, but looked at himself in the picture in despair, as if he had given up hope.

To my surprise, after this numbness, Qingqing's forehead began to sweat, and he bit his lip as if resisting something.I looked behind him, the seductive little hole opened and closed, as if inviting something to enter, his lower body also hardened quietly.

Seeing that I had noticed his strangeness, he closed his eyes in horror, but the voice continued to flow into his ears, constantly reminding him of what happened in the morning.

Without any actual touching, Qingqing's body became fully erect.

"Qingqing, I've heard that some slaves get excited when they are beaten, but you are so excited when you see yourself, and your body is so lewd, I didn't know it before. It's been a long time since nothing has entered here, isn't it lonely?"

Saying that, I inserted a finger into Qingqing's back acupuncture point.He moaned in a low voice, but his hoarseness couldn't hide his longing.

I moved my fingers back and forth and put in another one.His back is well developed, soft and powerful, and very sensitive.It's just my two fingers, and crystal liquid has quietly flowed out from his front end, like lascivious tears.

I used two fingers to push back and forth, and poked inside, and when I touched that special point, Qing Qingshu trembled, the back acupoint tightly clamped my fingers, and I cried out "Ah!"

I smiled and said, "That's really good. Here, it feels very comfortable to the touch, right?"

Qingqing clamped my fingers hard, trying to stop my invasion, but it was in vain, and instead made herself more sensitive.I kept touching that point, watching more tears flow out of his front, his pink jade stem began to turn crimson and purple, I knew he was completely in lust, but without my permission, he was Don't dare to let it out on your own.

"No, master! I, slave, the slave must die! Master, don't!"

I deliberately pulled out my fingers and put them near his mouth for him to lick them clean.Then he said viciously, "No? Don't want my finger, do you want something better?"

I pulled out a dildo from a side cabinet, not too big, but covered in pearl-sized balls, the stimulation to the gut and that spot was indescribable.

I stuffed this thing into his mouth, "How about it, isn't this thing good? Lick it well, it will be a good thing to get close to you in a while. It must make you very comfortable."

He was speechless with a "woo hoo" and shook his head desperately.I pumped it twice, took it out, and said to him, "It's better for you to lick it wet. Since you don't want it, then so be it."

Fortunately, my finger has loosened his pussy a bit, and there is some glistening liquid dripping from the hole, which looks extraordinarily obscene.I used this dildo to lubricate the opening of the hole and inserted it all at once, leaving only the handle part outside.

"Woo...en!" Qingqing began to pant heavily, just now he almost had an orgasm, and the hole kept shrinking, as if he was longing for more.

I touched the little stick in front of him and stroked it twice, it trembled and spit out more tears.

"Ah! Master, don't!"

I ignored him, and just said lightly, "The back is already satisfied, shouldn't I put something in the front?"

Hearing this, his avatar was so frightened that he softened a little, and he stared blankly at my movements.

I took a bag of normal saline solution, cut off the seal of the straw on it, sterilized it with alcohol, and then wiped it with clean water, aiming at the small holes on my body.With so many tears already secreted, lubrication should no longer be necessary.

Only then did he come to his senses, screaming, "No, no, master, master, don't want it!"

I rubbed his limp avatar up and down, and it soon stood up again involuntarily.I said to Qingqing: "Don't move around, if you break it, you will be useless."

He didn't dare to move anymore, just sobbed and let me insert the small tube into his body, and let the water in the bag flow into his body slowly and firmly irresistibly.One bag is not much, only 200cc, so I took another bag to pick it up.When the second bag was halfway through, Qingqing couldn't help but struggle slightly: "Master, don't come again, it's so good."

I still ignore it, his manual says that his maximum capacity has reached 1000cc, which is uncomfortable but will never cause any substantial harm.

After filling the second bag, I took out another bag, and the clear and miserable begging for mercy gradually weakened, and there was only a weak whimper.

After filling three sachets, I felt my stomach clearly, and the lower abdomen was already bulging, and the soft touch was very good.Qingqing is too thin, she usually doesn't have much flesh on her body, and her stomach is even flatter.It's also nice to have such a soft feel to the touch.

"Master, no more, please. No more, it will be broken." I touched his face, and said as if to comfort him: "Okay, that's all for today. Now there is still more time left for the maximum capacity on your manual." A certain distance, next time I will check it carefully.”

I stroked his stomach and said softly: "Qingqing, I really don't intend to tell me, what are you running away from?"

His eyes were a little blurred, the water in his belly must have been tossing him very hard.He looked at me, unable to answer.

"Okay, since you don't tell me, I won't force you anymore. Just reflect on it here." I stroked his hair, "There are some things, you think I can't know if you don't tell me? Qingqing, I'm really curious about the secret you've tried so hard to hide. However, I'll do you a favor, no matter how many times you climax, you don't have to worry about provoking me again when you ejaculate."

After all, I opened the massage stick behind him to the maximum mode, clamped the small piece of straw exposed in front of the avatar with a clip, and adjusted the DVD to loop playback, turned and left.