Possessive relationship

I went downstairs, thinking about how to get Xiaobai off the stage, and thinking about how to clean up, but when I opened the door, I found that it was surprisingly peaceful inside.

"What I said, I knew you were coming."

I looked at Qingqing, who was tied to the rack, and Xiaobai, who was standing aside and doing nothing, and was taken aback.

Bai Xiaonan came over and patted my shoulder, handed me the whip, and said, "I knew it, you must be thinking about it."

He smiled at me knowingly, and gave me two thumps knowingly: "Haven't you been like this since you were a child, everything you think is you, whether it's a friend or a kitten or a puppy, is protected in his arms and no one else is allowed to touch me." Touch. You also fought for me, otherwise how could I be friends with a fool like you. "

I also laughed, took the whip, and heard Xiaobai whisper in my ear: "Remember what I said, he is not you, he has no way out."

I patted Xiaobai on the shoulder and understood what he was trying to tell me when he made a fuss.Qingqing is not me, I know very well.But what am I, I don't understand.As for Qingqing, what is Qingqing who has no way out?

I walked by and looked at Qingqing who was tied to the rack and was naked except for a collar. He also looked at me excitedly and fearfully, and called out timidly: "Master."

I weighed the whip in my hand, Xiaobai was holding a horsewhip, it was extremely painful to be whipped on the body, and the flesh would be torn apart after a few strokes.If the force is well controlled, it can crack the skin without breaking the skin, leaving only beautiful scars.I'm not a master at using a whip, so I shook my wrist and gave Qingqing a whip with a round swing.

"Ah!" He screamed out at once, struggling with his limbs, his hands clenched into fists to resist the pain, his eyes were red.

"You are too unruly tonight." I said in a deep voice.

"Qingqing, Qingqing knew I was wrong, thank you master for saving me." He gasped heavily, his voice weak.

"Save you?" I sneered, "I'm here to punish you. It's my own stuff, I don't like others to do it."

"It is a slave's honor that the master is willing to teach the slaves himself." Qingqing looked at me and said this sincerely and helplessly.

"This whip, thirty whips, you have to report the number, don't cry out the pain, understand?"

"Yes, clearly."

I flicked my wrist, swinging the whip as hard as I could.I didn't mean to make Qingqing hurt more, I just don't like to see blood.What's more, this is the punishment he craves, isn't it?

"One, two, three! Ah... four, five, woo! Six!"

This whip is indeed unusual, Rao Qingqing, a slave who has been trained for many years, has been beaten and screamed several times. Whenever I give him a second or two to slow him down a little, if the backlog of pain is too much If there are too many whips, no matter how many whips you whip, it will be the same, and it will have no effect.

After I whipped fifteen times, Qingqing's face was covered with welts. Sometimes the tail of the whip swept across his avatar, and he almost fainted from the pain. Stare out quickly, teeth marks are all on the lips.

I stopped, Qingqing raised her eyes to look at me reluctantly, and said weakly: "Master, there are fifteen more strokes, slaves are fine."

"Next, if I don't tie you up, you have to hold back and don't hide, and continue to report the number. If you don't shout out, it doesn't count. I'll just give you another ten lashes. Can you do it?"

"Master...Master, let's continue to tie Qingqing up. The master is fine with beating until he is relieved, Qingqing...Qingqing is afraid that if she can't hold back and hide, she will make the master angry again." He looked at me and said cautiously.

I looked at his bruised chest and decided to let him down anyway, fastened his collar in a buckle in the ground, tied his hands behind his back, and made him kneel and receive the fifteen lashes with his buttocks and thighs.

"Sixteen! Seventeen! Eighteen..." Qingqing's voice was very low, as if the wound that even the sound would irritate was more painful. Although the back connection was better than before, the pain soon became unbearable.

"23, 24!" At this moment, his voice sounded like a mosquito humming, not because he didn't want to scream, but because the pain consumed a lot of his physical strength, and he almost didn't even have the strength to scream.

I walked over, let go of his hands, and ordered him to open his buttocks with both hands, and put him in a punishment posture.

Qingqing put her head on the floor, opened her buttocks with both hands, revealing the most delicate part, please punish me.I swung the whip and hit him one last time. The tail of the whip passed his hand and swept across the petal-like place. He was so painful that he almost collapsed and rolled on the ground, but he could barely hold back and didn't move.

I went over to untie his collar from the ground, grinned my teeth in pain when the last slap hit my hand, and my body began to sway, but Qingqing reluctantly knelt up straight and waited for my order.

I threw the whip aside, "After the beating, you must have a long memory. In the future, you must not be so willful and have no rules."

"Thank you master for teaching the slave." He followed the rules and kowtowed to thank me for the punishment, and added in a low voice, "Thank you master for doing it yourself."

I went over and patted his head, and asked him, "Why should I beat him? It won't hurt if I beat him?"

"Master's pain is due to Qingqing. Qingqing thanked Master for not handing Qingqing to Mr. Bai." Qingqing said, her eyes were red. "Mr. Bai asked Qingqing just now, do you believe that the master will come here in person, Qingqing thought... thought you... thank you master."

I sighed, pinching Qingqing's chin to ask him to look into my eyes, and asked him: "Is it because I hit you that you think I won't want you?"

Qingqing looked at me, her eyes were red and she blinked vigorously, but she still couldn't hold back the tears, and cried: "Master, I'm sorry, slaves are mean, slaves are afraid. It's Qingqing who is mean, Qingqing doesn't believe it. Owner…"

I sighed, seeing that I didn't cry after being whipped thirty times, but now wept so loudly at me, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.Since when did I start to scare him too?

Qingqing who was crying like a child was actually a child.

I hugged Qingqing in my arms, being careful not to press his wound, comforting him and saying: "Okay Qingqing, I won't beat you anymore."

"Master, I'm sorry, slaves are lowly, it's not good to be slaves..." Qingqing slipped into my arms and hugged me tightly, for fear that I would push him away, completely ignoring the welt marks all over her body .He buried his head on my shoulder and sobbed non-stop, saying "he's not good, he's mean."

I know that they took advantage of this mentality to make Qingqing a slave. I thought Qingqing was not completely broken, but he still couldn't escape this shadow.Such suffering is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Violence, humiliation and long-term abuse are enough to break anyone's self-esteem, and what Qingqing fears most is nothing but this despicable self who begs to be ravaged by others.

Faced with such Qingqing, in fact, I can only choose to protect him, or completely destroy him.Xiaobai is right, if I don't want to keep him forever, if I'm just looking for something new, then Qingqing will really die after leaving me.

Thinking of this, I hugged Qingqing with complicated emotions, being careful not to touch the wound on his back, and carried him back to my bedroom.I gently put him on the bed, got up and wanted to get the medicine box, Qingqing reached out and grabbed my sleeve, then quickly let go, looking at me in fear.

I just grabbed Qingqing's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his innocent and helpless eyes like a deer, and leaned over to kiss him.

I kissed his cold and salty tears dry, and even kissed his blood-stained lips bitten by myself. Our lips and teeth are close, but there is no lust at all.I don't want to see such a young and beautiful life living in the shadows forever, I feel sorry for him.

Qingqing widened her eyes, then closed them tightly again, gradually stopped sobbing under my kiss, calmed down, and accepted my kiss and touch softly.I touched his wet cheek, his body covered with scars, and finally put my hand on his shoulder gently.

"Qingqing, you are not mean, it is not your fault that you are mean." I said softly, Qingqing's eyes turned red again.

"Master." His voice trembled.

I looked into his eyes, put one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand was held by him, and told him softly: "Qingqing, it's true that you are weak, powerless, and humble, because you are a slave , and have no choice. But you are not cheap, my slave, my innocence, how can you be cheap. What I like most is your cleanliness."

"But Master, Qingqing...Qingqing is not clean." His originally bright eyes had dimmed again, and he lowered his head and said in despair.

I made him look up at me and continued to say to him, "I don't care what happened before, I don't care, because that can't get you dirty. It's desire that gets dirty, not you. You're just being honest with your body Honesty, not dirty, not cheap. Qingqing, be honest with me, admit your desires and fears, this is not shameful, it will not make me look down on you, only pretending to be hypocritical makes me hate."

"Yes, master." Qingqing said yes in a low voice.

I continued, "Qingqing, I don't like this game, I hate dirty desires, selfish possession, so I like cleanliness, I like those who trust me, my Qingqing. If you didn't call me at that time, then I won't take the initiative to buy you. But since I took you away, I won't give up on you easily, understand?"

"Master!" Qingqing's tears flowed out again, calling me as if wronged.

"Also, Qingqing, since you are a slave, don't think about things beyond your ability, and do what you should do. Only the master has ever chosen the slave, and no slave has ever chosen the master. If I find out that you are unruly again, I will punish you severely, remember?"

Qingqing knelt up with difficulty, and said sincerely: "Qingqing has remembered, thank you master for your instruction."

"Okay, I'll get you some medicine, don't take a bath tonight, rub the blood away by yourself, and get better soon."

After all, I asked Qingqing to apply the medicine by herself, I went to take a shower, and when I came back, I saw Qingqing kneeling beside my bed waiting.

"Why, don't you go to sleep?"

Qingqing blushed, and murmured softly: "Qingqing wants to serve the master."

I smiled, and lowered my head to check his wounds. They were all medicated. Although my attack was not light this time, fortunately, it was well controlled. It wasn't too bloody, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

I lay down on the bed, patted the pillow, and said with a smile, "Then come up."

Qingqing climbed onto the bed happily, and snuggled up beside me.He knew that I used to hug something when I slept, so he took the initiative to use himself as a pillow.

I hugged him, ignoring his injury, shivering in pain, but didn't want to get out of my arms.At this moment, I don't know whether I need him or he needs me.I don't hate his dependence, but it makes up for a part of my heart that is vacant.

"Qingqing," I sniffed the medicinal scent on his body, nibbled his neck, and whispered in his ear, "You don't know, I was actually afraid of the dark before."

Qingqing's body trembled, I turned off the light, rested my chin on top of his head, and lay down quietly.After a while, Qingqing's voice sounded leisurely, "Master, Qingqing won't be afraid of the dark when we are with you. Qingqing believes that with you, the light will always come. Even if it doesn't come, it doesn't matter."

I chuckled and stroked his hair, enjoying the silence and serenity in the darkness at this moment.

I didn't say that my light was obtained by cutting off the night.But that dark night also protected my humbleness and unbearableness, and there was a moment when I thought I was safe.