Chapter 021 | 0021 Almost Turning into a Puppy Who Incontinent
The soft whip, warmed by Wu Xian's body heat, slid across her body through the air. She could feel it as her breath flowed, and she could also feel her master's gaze moving along with the whip.
He reviewed the work with an absolutely impartial and unbiased attitude, and Wu Xian knew that if there was anything he had done poorly, he would definitely point it out.
Therefore, she tensed up, not daring to even breathe, let alone tremble.
Hobart placed his hand on Cloud's head, stroking it and praising, "Well done, good boy, Cloud."
Great, very good.
This meant she had completed her master's punishment. Her ears began to ring from lack of air, and Wu Xian opened her mouth wide, but in vain; she forgot to breathe and remained in a stiff position.
Hopper pressed on the first one—he could pinpoint it precisely—the first wound, the pain coursing through Wuxian's body. She heard her master say, "Breathe, cloud, relax, cloud."
She finally collapsed, lying prone on the ground, gasping for air, her whole body trembling, every muscle aching and sore, all her wounds seemingly opening their bright red mouths in a desperate cry.
But her master's approval alone is not enough; she needs more.
"Master, please give it to Cloud, please give it to my master."
"Good boy, you deserve it."
The master's whip fell again, landing on Wu Xian, and he commanded, "Count."
"Second, Master..." The second one is the second point, the red swelling that has never been satisfied since the beginning.
He whipped it, ruffled the downy hairs on its tail, and gently soothed the wound, causing Wu Xian to sigh.
"Number, cloud."
He lashed the whip again, and Wu Qian arched her back, letting out a joyful sob, "Third, Master."
IV, V, VI...
The master was so reliable, so meticulous, so powerful; he even remembered the order of the whipping, the location of the whipping, and the angle of the force.
He manipulated Wu Xian's postures, whipping her thighs, arms, waist, and breasts. The fine, soft whip covered Wu Xian's body, causing her to curl up and then be opened again, as countless waves of pleasure overwhelmed her.
The end of the punishment meant she could scream without restraint, calling out to her master in an exaggerated and seductive way.
She was ripe, and Hobert's whip was like a juicer, squeezing out sweet juice with every stroke. The originally cold room was now filled with the decadent smell of a young girl aroused.
Hobart was very methodical; he proceeded slowly and deliberately, only visiting the constantly flowing xuerou at the very end.
Wu Xian could no longer hold back, but the lingering effects of the punishment still resonated within her. She dared not intensify her arousal on her own, and could only plead with him, "Master, please allow me to reach orgasm."
Hobert chuckled and pulled Wu Qian up from behind.
She instinctively knelt down—in a standard posture—but her master pulled her back further, her shoulder bone pressed against his shoulder.
Only the owner has the right to break the rules.
Her thighs were spread apart, her pelvis tilted forward, revealing her tender vulva that was constantly flowing with fluid.
With a muffled sound, Wu Xian couldn't tell what the sound was.
When the cold fingers touched the soles of her legs, she realized that her master had thrown away the whip.
He used his hands instead, slapping it again and again. Wu Xian couldn't concentrate on counting because there were just too many. The intense pain and intense pleasure made her tremble and groan, "Ah! Ah! Master!"
She leaked so much water that her owner even swung her around on her waist and buttocks.
"You can have an orgasm." Hobart granted her permission, pinching and squeezing her clitoris hard.
The master said she could climax, and he brought her to climax! Her body throbbed with redness, her passage contracted and gushed out fluid, which flowed down the master's hand, dripping endlessly like rain.
Because of her patience and the accumulation of energy, and because her vaginal muscles were so sensitive after the previous orgasms, this time Hobert's intense orgasms sent her so high that she had to bite his clothes to spare some strength.
Her vaginal fluids were dripping endlessly, and she had truly become an incontinent puppy, just as she had imagined.
Wu Xian was completely limp and contentedly held in its owner's arms.
"You're so kind." Even punishment made her happy.
"I'm sorry, Master, I can't count the numbers after 'cloud'."
Hobert removed the blindfold and kissed Wu Xian's neck affectionately; she had completely forgotten about continuing to recall the game they had gone back to.
"The master counted for Cloud, so don't worry about it."
Hobert helped Wu Qian wipe her body and apply medicine; it was still early, so she could sleep a little longer.
When his hand stroked the closed-eyed child on the bed, lingering on the two buttocks, which were smooth and without a trace.
He did it on purpose.
She was playing too much and her mind was completely occupied by her master, so Wu Qian naturally didn't notice that Hobert hadn't touched her bottom at all, which went against her initial idea of being beaten.
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Dog Diary
I'm so happy! I played a great game with my owner! o(^▽^)o
Huh? What did I want to do at first... I forgot, what was it again?
Congratulations, puppy! You didn't get a sore butt! Clap! (Hey!)
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