Chapter 36
The two went to the supermarket to buy mustard, chili powder, and capsule shells. When they returned home, Shang Mu was still a little overwhelmed.
"You really promised to torture me?"
Zhou Wangchuan sorted through his shopping without looking up. "If you're willing to tell me about your childhood trauma right now, I won't torture you."
Shang Mu blinked his eyes: "You want to get something for nothing? Don't bully me like this."
"Do you agree?" Zhou Wangchuan walked up to him and touched his hair.
Shang Mu pretended to stand up: "Then don't hold me back, let me lie down in the snow."
Zhou Wangchuan brushed his lips with his thumb: "Don't worry, I promised you, and I will do it."
"Then you have to satisfy me, otherwise I won't tell you."
"Is this the beginning of cheating?"
"Who's playing tricks on me? This is just a reasonable request. When you buy something online, you have to be satisfied before you confirm receipt."
"What a twisted theory!" Zhou Wangchuan was surprised, but then he smiled. "Don't worry, I know how to satisfy you."
This wasn't an empty statement. Over the years, he'd visited forums as often as his "fellow enthusiasts," and he had a thorough understanding of the community. Furthermore, they were a couple who spent every day together, so he knew how to keep Shang Mu happy.
Shang Mu hummed, then said, "Don't be too stressed. If you don't know how to do it, I'll teach you, okay?"
Shang Mu was a domineering figure at home, rarely asking for his opinion. At this moment, the ending tone of the three words "OK or not" rose, and a smile appeared on his face, and his voice was sweet and obedient.
Zhou Wangchuan's heart skipped a beat.
The sound of water dripping in the bathroom was heard. Zhou Wangchuan listened carefully, helped Shang Mu take off his coat, and brought out a bath towel and some clothes. "Fill the water up, take a bath first."
After lying in the snow for so long, Shang Mu's nose and the area behind his ears were red from the cold. Zhou Wangchuan held his face and rubbed it, trying to warm him back up.
Before entering the bathroom, Shang Mu turned around and looked at him: "Don't run."
"What?"
"I'm afraid you'll regret it halfway and run away from home."
Zhou Wangchuan laughed, pressed his shoulders and pushed him into the bathroom, helped him hang the bath towel on the rack, and unbuttoned his clothes one by one.
Shang Mu held his hand and said, "What are you doing? Taking off my clothes."
"Your hands are shaking from the cold. Go soak in the hot water." Zhou Wangchuan took off his clothes and put them in the laundry basket. Behind him, he heard a splash of water. Turning around, he saw Shang Mu stride his long, bony legs into the tub, immersing himself in the hot water, which was covered in rose petals.
Shang Mu relaxed his body, leaning lazily against the bathtub, blinked at him, and said softly, "Don't regret it halfway."
Zhou Wangchuan left the bathroom and went downstairs to the living room to get the medicine box and prepare the medicine he might need. Then he sat back at the table, looking at the mustard, chili powder, and special medicine on the table, hesitating.
But he made up his mind quickly. He was not an indecisive person. Once he made a decision, he would do it meticulously.
He told himself that this was the first and last time. Once he knew Shang Mu's secret, he would be able to prescribe the right medicine and try to improve and treat Shang Mu before his next attack.
When Shang Mu came out wrapped in a bath towel, Zhou Wangchuan had already injected four capsules.
"I think two is enough," he suggested tactfully.
Shang Mu smiled leisurely and flicked the capsules with his fingertips. Two of them were mustard and two were chili powder.
"If I were to go to the hotel and practice with other people, two pills would certainly be enough." Shang Mu said softly, "But I'm with you now, and at home, so I think I can increase the dosage a little. Do you agree?"
It sounded like he was asking for advice, but the tone he used was coquettish, making it clear that he was going to cheat.
Zhou Wangchuan was helpless: "Those three."
"You took four, didn't you? How can you waste them?" Shang Mu said, loosening his grip on the towel, letting it fall loosely to the ground. He was wearing only a pair of shorts, revealing his beautiful collarbone, white waist, and slender calves.
Zhou Wangchuan's gaze lingered on the figure in front of him for two seconds. He slowly said, "Four is too many."
Shang Mu looked up and discerned the worry in Zhou Wangchuan's eyes.
Ever since high school, he'd been looking for someone to torture him. He hated it, but he had to give in to his body's instincts. It was no different from a man's nature; you didn't want it, but it would still come and bother you.
Lying on the bed in the hotel again and again, he looked at the sadists indifferently, the violent, the crazy, the bestial, and many of them were lustful.
Those looks were vile and despicable. He closed his eyes in disgust, but still felt nauseous in his heart.
But he needed those people because his body longed for the pain brought by fists.
He required his subjects to wear gloves and refused to allow anyone to touch them. He never took any liquids or medications into the hotel. He conducted rigorous screening before any sessions. He never had any other contact with his subjects. But even with such caution, there were still times when someone slipped through the net, like the quiet night before. So he had to develop a strong kung fu skills.
He'd always been completely on guard, which had robbed the pain of some of its pleasure. But now, he was about to experience complete enjoyment. He didn't need to be on guard at all; he could give himself completely.
Because the object of this practice is his close lover whom he relies on wholeheartedly.
"Senior." Shang Mu stepped forward and hugged Zhou Wangchuan, kissing his lips. "Wait a moment, I will give myself completely to you and let you control me. You just need to make me hurt, and don't worry about anything else."
Zhou Wangchuan stroked his bare back.
Shang Mu added: "I have been looking forward to this day. I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Zhou Wangchuan had never been able to resist his sweet talk, so he sighed slightly and said, "Four is enough."
"You'll take good care of me, won't you?"
After swallowing four capsules with warm water, Shang Mu lay down on the bed.
His upper body was completely naked, his waist and abdomen exposed to the air, rising and falling slightly with his breathing. His waist was slender yet powerful, and the lines on both sides were tucked into the waistband of his pants, smooth and beautiful.
Zhou Wangchuan sat on him, stroking his waistline with his fingertips, and looked up and said, "I need to prepare for a while. I can't hit you right away."
Shang Mu lay there relaxedly, saying, "Tonight, you're the boss."
Zhou Wangchuan asked, "Is it starting to hurt?"
"The medicine doesn't work that quickly." Shang Mu's lips curled up into a smile, "Senior, do you want to see me in pain?"
He knew he had a good waist, so he reached out and touched his abdomen and asked Zhou Wangchuan: "Is my belly beautiful? Why do you keep staring at it? Do you want to hurt it?"
Zhou Wangchuan said: "Guess."
"I can't guess, please tell me."
Shang Mu's tone became lighter, and Zhou Wangchuan knew the drug was starting to take effect. Soon, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Shang Mu's forehead. He subconsciously reached out to press against his abdomen, but failed.
Because Zhou Wangchuan grabbed his wrist.
"Don't press it." Zhou Wangchuan said softly, "Aren't you very patient?"
Shang Mu bit his lip and teased: "When will I be able to endure it?"
"During the live broadcast." Zhou Wangchuan's eyes were deep. "Every time it hurt like that, he could still chat with the commentators as if nothing had happened, and even make appointments to practice with people in the live broadcast room."
Shang Mu stretched out his voice and said, "So you are jealous."
"Don't you like to livestream yourself enduring pain?" Zhou Wangchuan said, "Just think of it as a livestream of you testing a drug, but I'm the only audience."
Her soft abdomen twitched visibly, spasming slightly. Shang Mu's face was pale, but he still smiled charmingly: "...Okay."
He began to describe, "Well, two mustard capsules, two chili capsules. Take them for ten minutes, and the effect will be intense." His voice was weak and intermittent. "My entire abdomen is in severe cramping and burning... I need... violent pain relief..."
He was in so much pain that he gasped softly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. But Zhou Wangchuan still held his wrist, preventing him from pressing his stomach. Shang Mu gritted his teeth and subconsciously wanted to curl up, but Zhou Wangchuan held him down and he couldn't move.
"Senior..." He blinked his sweaty eyes, "My stomach hurts... Are you ready?"
Zhou Wangchuan said: "Baby, do you remember what you said?"
He was still dressed neatly in an elite style, with his suit and tie meticulously fixed, his watch on, and even his hair not a single strand out of place, as if he was about to attend a seminar.
Shang Mu asked with great pain, "What?"
"You said..." Zhou Wangchuan smiled and repeated what he had just said, "Give you completely to me and let me control you."
Zhou Wangchuan freed one hand, rubbed his stomach, and said softly, "I haven't prepared yet."
The massage eased the pain in his abdomen. Shang Mu straightened his waist to make his abdomen feel tighter, and panted, "Alright."
Zhou Wangchuan leaned over and took the tissue to wipe the cold sweat off Shang Mu's forehead. During this time, Shang Mu put his hand on his stomach and curled up in unbearable pain.
"Baby, didn't I tell you not to press it yourself?" Zhou Wangchuan grabbed his wrist again.
Shang Mu raised his eyes. Even though the pain was unbearable, he still had a playful smile on his face: "Senior...how do you want to play?"
He changed his tone and said aggrievedly: "My stomach really hurts. Why don't you help me?"
After saying that, he lip-synced and silently shouted two words.
Zhou Wangchuan recognized it; the lip movements were "husband." He was both amused and annoyed: "Why didn't you shout it out loud, huh?"
The fair belly was slightly bulging, and under the effect of the medicine, the vest line became less obvious, and the entire abdomen was obviously cramping.
Shang Mu bit his lip and shook his head. He couldn't tell if it was sweat or tears in the corners of his eyes, and his voice ended with a broken cry: "It hurts... My stomach hurts... Brother..."
When the pain reached its peak, consciousness began to blur. Then, a wave of pleasure pierced through the top of the head and hit.
That punch cleared the clouds and revealed the moon, covering up the burning pain caused by the drugs and bringing a more direct and violent pleasure.
Shang Mu felt his soul weightless for a moment. Then, the pleasure made his whole body tremble.
It's an indescribable feeling... like a dying desert traveler encountering a verdant oasis and drinking a heaven-sent rain. It's like finishing a full French meal and feeling bloated, only to find a sweet and refreshing dessert. After a long drought, rain brings hope.
He touched bliss.
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At two o'clock in the morning, the satisfied person lies on his side in bed, watching his lover busying around.
Zhou Wangchuan returned to the bedside with a cup of hot water and handed over the medicine he had prepared long ago. After Shang Mu took the medicine, he lay back on the bed.
The effects of the four capsules had been completely metabolized, and the burning sensation was no longer intense, leaving only a gentle pain in his stomach. Shang Mu hugged the hot water bottle, curling up slightly, which made him feel much more comfortable.
The bedroom was lit only by a dim reading light, warm and quiet. Zhou Wangchuan went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into pajamas and came out. Shang Mu called him, "Senior."
Zhou Wangchuan wiped his wet hair with a towel, walked over and stopped by the bed, and ran his fingers across his cheek: "What's wrong?"
Shang Mu had so much to say. He knew today would be a happy day, but he didn't expect it to be this happy.
He said, "My stomach hurts. Can you warm me up?" He was still a little weak, but in good spirits and his eyes were bright.
There is nothing better than being abused and cared for by the same person. And the best thing is that this person is his lover.
Zhou Wangchuan sat down beside the bed and asked him, "Are you satisfied?"
"certainly."
Zhou Wangchuan smiled and said, "Then it's your turn to fulfill your promise."
Shang Mu rolled his eyes and pulled the quilt over his head: "What promise?"
"Don't play tricks." Zhou Wangchuan pulled back the quilt and smiled cunningly, "I have evidence."
He casually tossed the small object in his hand, which was a pocket recorder.
Shang Mu: “…”
He said depressedly: "You treat me like this?"
"Every failure is a learning experience." Zhou Wangchuan smiled gently. "Baby, you know I'm very cautious. Besides, I learned this trick from you."
Shang Mu said, "It's already very late, let's talk about it tomorrow." He yawned exaggeratedly and wanted to take the opportunity to curl up in the quilt, but Zhou Wangchuan held his shoulders.
Zhou Wangchuan helped him straighten his hair and said seriously, "You actually hate this hobby, right? Because it always strikes randomly, affecting your mood regardless of the occasion, and thus affecting your work. You are not someone who likes to be controlled by external forces. Baby, I understand you."
Shang Mu's expression changed slightly.
Zhou Wangchuan reached under the quilt and massaged his stomach, then patiently added, "Every step you take hasn't been easy. It's truly remarkable that you've made it this far. So, you're actually someone who cherishes your life. Otherwise, you wouldn't be so obedient and take your medicine so obediently every time, right?"
He softened his voice and said, "Let me help you."
Shang Mu spoke slowly: "Actually, it's not a big deal."
Zhou Wangchuan said, "Then tell me about it."
The two looked at each other for a while, and Shang Mu finally relented: "Okay."
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