080｜(Seventy-Nine) Tying Hands and Rubbing the Bad Kitten (H) - 2 Bonus Chapters for Each Chapter

"I thought you preferred a more extreme way of playing."

Su Xingmao withdrew his wet fingers, took a tie, and wrapped it around her wrist, the cold gray fabric encircling her snow-white wrist.

It's as beautiful as an oil painting.

He pressed his lips to her ear, like the serpent tempting Eve to eat the apple, hissing and flicking his red tongue, his tongue sliding into her earlobe, wetly licking it, coaxing her gently: "Little kitten, don't you want to try? Let's start with your hands."

…Give it a try.

Xie Qingyan was persuaded, much to his spinelessness.

He gestured with his chin toward the full-length mirror in front of him and said softly, "Let's do it in front of the mirror."

Mirror?

Xie Qingyan's face was still flushed, and her temples were throbbing. He had brought up something she had never even thought of.

"Shall we go?" he asked.

In another corner of Su Xingmao's bedroom, directly opposite the glass cabinet, there is a half-open window, and to the side, a full-length mirror embedded in the wall.

Su Xingmao pulled Xie Qingyan to stand in front of the mirror, and the two of them took off their clothes, revealing their nakedness without any reservation.

Xie Qingyan, who had been coaxed into nodding in a daze, finally came to his senses and cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I've been seduced by this guy again."

Xie Qingyan blushed, her gaze like soft water seeping through her fingers and flowing toward him.

The first time they made love, everything happened so suddenly that Xie Qingyan was shy and embarrassed to look at him.

Although she was shy this time and pretended to cover her eyes with her hands, she couldn't hide her inner desire to peek, and her eyes kept glancing at him.

As an art student, Xie Qingyan had to admit that Su Xingmao's figure was a natural model for sketching, a perfect clothes hanger with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.

If it weren't right in front of you, who would believe that a bookworm could have a physique that rivals that of an athlete?

Ironically, she also has fair and delicate skin.

He didn't like going out and always wore that old-fashioned school uniform, long shirt and trousers, with the top button always fastened, even his elbows were completely covered, he wouldn't show a bit of his elbows, he was really stingy.

Therefore, being naked makes one more alluring.

The skin, shielded from direct sunlight, was fair and delicate, shimmering under the cool light.

He has fair, thin skin, a firm waist and abdomen, and well-defined muscle groups that exude power. Below his waist, his leg muscles are strong, firm, and full of vitality.

As for the lush, shady patch, that dense thicket...

Xie Qingyan's heart pounded. She swallowed hard, straightened her neck, and gave a nonchalant snort, trying her best to ignore it.

She was sizing him up.

Naturally, he was also being observed by others.

Su Xingmao lifted her hand and raised it upwards.

His slightly rough palm pressed down on her hand, his five fingers running across it. The soft, rustling lines of his palm clung to the girl's slender hand, bringing a damp warmth reminiscent of rain. He clasped his fingers together and pressed down, towards the mirror.

His hands were hot, but the mirror was cold. Caught between them, Xie Qingyan couldn't tell the difference between hot and cold. She was nervous, her fingers curled up, and the veins in her bones tensed up.

Su Xingmao leaned down, his body made of mountain stone, and covered her heavily.

His hot, erect penis was pointing directly at her.

Su Xingmao used one hand to straighten Xie Qingyan's dodging chin, forcing her to look in the mirror. Their eyes met through the mirror.

A smile played on his pale lips as he breathed heavily and whispered in her ear, "Why are you hiding? Kitten, you're usually so fierce, but now you should just watch how your master penetrates you."

hateful.

Xie Qingyan ground her teeth, thinking to herself, "Just as I thought, I knew this guy was up to no good. He's always been bullied and bossed around by me, but now I'm definitely not going to let him off easy."

I've seen him naked before.

But when you're face to face, your eyes can at least hide, and you don't have to see your own pathetic state of being manipulated. In front of a mirror, everything is laid bare.

Whether it's emotions or physical health.

Completely exposed.

Su Xingmao lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's back.

The two wing-shaped bones that protrude from the shoulder blade are very thin and delicate. He understood why they are commonly known as butterfly bones.

It is indeed as beautiful as a butterfly's wing.

Its skin is also pinkish-white, and the peeled lychee flesh is so clear and shiny that it shines, much like the shimmering scales on a butterfly's wings.

It makes you want to touch it.

His mouth was dry, his Adam's apple bobbed, and before he could react, his fingers had already landed on it.

His fingers crawled along her back, picking up a patch of skin and flesh, slowly stroking the irregularly shaped spine, and curiously and leisurely swirling in the two dimples of her waist.

It feels so nice to touch, what about the lips?

…

It felt like ants were crawling on my back, causing a tingling, slightly itchy sensation.

Xie Qingyan felt both comfortable and strange, and wanted to turn her head and tell him to stop touching her.

His body suddenly froze.

A gust of hot wind blew down.

He brought his nose close, gently inhaling her scent, his breath, like sparks, brushing against her soft, burning lips.

A series of kisses fell from the first joint of her spine at the back of her neck, slid down her pear-white skin, and along the undulations of the small ridge.

The tongue followed, occasionally licking the valleys in the joints, teasing and sucking, carving a winding waterway on the skin.

His lips were so soft, and because of the lingering fever, they were burning hot.

Like a steamed rice cake just taken out of the steamer, it was wet and slid all over my body.

Xie Qingyan exhaled rapidly.

A pleasant electric current surged through my spine, and my whole body trembled uncontrollably.

That's so strange...

"Ah." A soft moan escaped her lips, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Su Xingmao paused, a hoarse male voice chuckled softly, and the pressure on her chest vibrated.

Sincere praise: "The kitten meows very beautifully."

"I didn't call out," she quickly denied.

That's why I didn't get a very comfortable kiss!

Su Xingmao didn't delve into it. He stroked her smooth back muscles as if stroking a piece of silk cut from moonlight.

A stream of crescent-shaped white water, only regrettable that we can no longer kiss it.

Her genitals were painfully hard, and she was also completely wet.

With the appetizers finished, let's get down to business.

“Look.”

With his jaw still being pinched, Xie Qingyan had nowhere to escape and stared straight ahead.

In the mirror, the boy's erect penis, with its pre-ejaculate protruding, is pressed between the girl's parted thighs. Her moist, pink labia, wet with dew, are like seashells, gushing out water, eager to be filled.

All the lewd, chaotic, and pornographic details.

It's crystal clear.

Shameless.

She watched helplessly as she was pressed against the cold mirror, her body leaning forward, her breasts squeezed and deformed, her soft right leg grabbed by the boy, lifted high like a small animal, his rough penis teasing her swollen clitoris, rubbing it lightly, bringing forth glistening fluid.

He was so wicked; his large, round glans had already entered the tender, red hole, but his thick, long shaft was in no hurry to go in.

It just lingered at the entrance.

Su Xingmao lifted her leg, lowered his brows and asked her, "Did you see clearly?"

Xie Qingyan bit her lip, leaving rows of teeth marks, stubbornly remaining silent.

He bit her ear, blew hot air into it, and his wet, soft tongue slipped into her ear canal, slowly licking it. He asked unhurriedly, "Little kitten, did you see clearly how you were fucked?"

The tongue of the constellation Mao is clearly scalding hot, yet when it touches the skin, it carries a chilling, slippery, and serpentine sensation, like a snake crawling.

It's very dangerous.

The alarm went off.

Xie Qingyan couldn't help but back down; his lips moved as if he was about to admit defeat.

It's too late.

Su Xingmao pulled his genitals back slightly, grabbed Xie Qingyan's wrist tie with one hand, leaned his upper body backward, brushed his thin lips across her hair which was tilted back, and with the other hand he went from her back to her chest, pinched two red berries, and dug his knuckles into her flesh, rubbing and caressing her creamy skin, leaving red marks.

A "snap" sounded.

A crisp slap landed on the nipple, making the milky ball sway and tremble.

"Has the kitten forgotten how to speak?"

He lifted his eyelids, his voice a casually cold tone.

His features were gentle, and he still seemed to have a good temper, but he didn't hold back his strength.

With her hands raised in humiliation, Xie Qingyan's eyes were filled with tears, and her legs trembled. She could only answer in a very low voice, "Ugh... I saw it clearly."

"Do you want it all the way in?"

Her body ached and felt numb... Looking at herself being pinned down in front of the mirror and penetrated, Xie Qingyan was so embarrassed that she was dying of shame. And this annoying guy still wanted to torture her.

The genitals gently poke at the edge of the opening, the lower abdomen contracts in waves, the greedy soft flesh inside twitches its little mouth but can't taste the flesh, and water keeps flowing out in streams.

Xie Qingyan sobbed in despair, "...Yes."

What do you want?

"I want the master to insert it all the way in." He chewed over those words for a long time before finally managing to utter them.

The last few words were spoken as softly as a mosquito's buzz.

"...fuck the kitten."

It's difficult to get her to talk.

"Good girl." He smiled, loosened his tie, and kissed her shyly closed eyes. "Then let's fuck this little kitten today, okay?"

Then, the penis thrust all the way in, forcefully penetrating the already wet vagina.

The pale pink column invaded the flower's entrance. The soft, moist opening, even with enough moisture, was still difficult to swallow and expel. The opening was so taut that it turned slightly white before it could barely manage to swallow it.

He used his gaze to track her thoughts, and she desperately tried to escape, not wanting to be discovered, and ultimately succumbed.

My lower body feels sore, swollen, and numb.

It was all eaten, inserted all the way in...

She breathed heavily, satisfied and lost in thought, her breath falling onto the mirror and creating a white mist. The two of them gazed at each other not far apart through this hazy mist.

A blurry halo, blurry people.

A confused mind.

She moved into the kaleidoscope, where light and shadow danced and the world seemed to spin.

Her cheek was pressed against the mirror, dispelling the fog and revealing the boy's face flushed with desire, his handsome features painted with a maple leaf hue, as he stared at her intently.

The eyes, which were like a still pool when they were silent, are now slowly boiling.

Those emotions that were once so cold and unrecognizable gradually became clearer. She could see that deep in his eyes, there was an abnormal, dark, and persistent desire.

It wrapped itself around her like a vine.

Su Xingmao thought, the word "making love" is truly ingenious. Without love, sexual intercourse is merely pure animalistic instinct.

But if love is involved, then no matter what you do, it's never enough.

His genitals were inserted into the tight, warm space, and the rain that had washed away the summer rains poured down. The red, wet, tender flesh, layer upon layer, gripped the thick shaft inch by inch, softly yet powerfully enveloping him. But what reached her heart first was not the physical pleasure, but her satisfied sigh.

He could clearly feel his palm resting on her breasts.

Her heart was pounding, her body was responding passionately, she was happy, he was sure of it.

Upon receiving this message, pleasure finally arrived, washing over me like a gentle tide.

I want to keep it inside me, fill her up, and ejaculate into her vagina to satisfy her.

He wanted her to never, ever leave him.

Xie Qingyan bit her lip tightly, as always, trying to lower her head to avoid his gloomy gaze.

But what I saw below was an even more chaotic scene.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, fitting side by side.

The enormous thing, glistening with the fluid from the opening, swiftly penetrated, withdrew, and pounded into the soft, red opening.

Each exit is met with an even stronger impact.

Xie Qingyan felt as if her body was tossed about in a small boat, and her vision was like waves. She could hardly believe that such a tiny place could swallow such a terrifying thing and eat it with relish, with juices splashing everywhere.

The sounds of flesh and skin rubbing together echoed through the silent night.