Chapter 020 | 0020 The whip folds and rubs open the slit (200 chapters)
Wu Xian was led by Hobert to assume the standard pose.
Because she was so distracted and her mind was filled with random thoughts, she didn't hear a word of what Hobert was telling her.
In other words, without the support of her skeleton, she would collapse limply.
Her owner reminded her to be careful of her back, so Wu Xian tried her best to move her body.
But she had lost her sight and her balance, and without any reference points, it was difficult for her to return to the designated position. As a result, Wu Xian received another lash on her naked skin.
The whipping itself is nothing, but the pain is real.
This is no secret; it's written openly in her medical record, and both the doctor and Pei Wenbo can know it. The problem is that her owner just hit her twice.
It's not that she has any obsessive-compulsive disorder, but these two things are inseparable: pain relief, pain relief... right now there is only pain.
The first lash of the whip opened a gash in her body, and the next lash was like a key; their shapes fit together perfectly, pushing the wound deeper and deeper into her dark, slender flesh.
The pain is repeated and emphasized, which is not a one plus one effect. Even for Wu Xian, it is a bit much, but not excessive.
More importantly, there are downy hairs. Hobert is very good at using force; he can decide when the downy hairs touch the black fibers and when they don't.
The whip has a soft base made of some unknown material that won't stick to the wound, much like the hot tea that finishes off a macaron meal—you'll feel overwhelmed if you don't drink it.
A bright red line rose on her delicate skin, but no downy hair brushed against it. After tasting the pleasure, the lack was unbearable for Wu Qian, and she ground her teeth.
In short, she wanted to be hit a couple of times by her master.
“Back, cloud”.
The master continued to demand, and Wu Xian moved and tried to reposition herself. The redness and swelling on her back began to ooze itchy and painful granulation tissue, and sweat even trickled down her forehead.
The master left several marks on her back as a guide, each one distinct, Hobert precisely calculating the positions, making the most of Wu Qian's narrow back.
Finally, her master stopped whipping her, and Wu Xian knew she had reached the right position. "Master, please continue whipping Cloud to cover the wounds," she prayed silently.
The sound of something cutting through the air rang out again, but it wasn't the "two" that Wu Qian had been eagerly anticipating.
Hobert lashed her trembling thigh, the cold, hard whip folding as he slapped her groin. "Stronger, stop it, Cloud."
"Yes, Master." She had no choice but to try to control the trembling of her leg muscles, because no one would consider whether the punishment was too much during a punishment.
Just like how Wu Xian disregarded her master's authority and went to climax on her own, it's the same principle.
The master was correcting her relentlessly, leaving a dense, stinging pain all over her body. His whip swept across her thighs, arms, waist, and even her erect breasts...
He discovered the wetness of her vulva, so he folded the whip and squeezed it in, forcefully rubbing open the vulva, wiping away the vaginal fluid, and rotating it to push against her clitoris.
Wu Xian snorted softly, but remembering Hobert's instructions, she held Xuerou tightly, not daring to squirt water on her own again.
The more honey was poured on it, the heavier the whip, which was also soaked in vaginal fluid, the more painful it was to be lashed, and the more intense the thirst it brought.
"Stay put, kneel properly, Cloud," the master commanded.
Wu Qian could only maintain this posture with all her might. She had gone to great lengths to adjust each part of her body to perfection, and she really didn't want to add any more scars to her body.
At this moment, she was like a fruit that was almost ripe, her body covered with cracks, but none of them could make her fall and spit out sweet juice, which tormented Wu Qian to the point of madness.
She would rather have her skin torn and bleeding!
Wu Xian started to cry, but her pleas had no effect on Hobert and only caused her to lose her balance.
"Cloud, watch out, you're not in the right place anymore."
The master knew her well. Although his tone was gentle in his instruction, his punishments were severe and showed no mercy.
Wu Xian finally realized tonight that she should rely on her master and not make him angry.
A puppy should not get carried away.
Her bones creaked and groaned, and her entire body seemed to be crawling with ants.
Wu Xian dared not move or speak as she handed in her answer sheet for her master's inspection. At this moment, Wu's tension reached its peak; she even forgot to breathe, her face flushed red from waiting.
The master made footsteps; he was approaching. Thump-thump-thump was Wu Xian's heartbeat.
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