Chapter 75 | 0075 There's no other way, Master will teach you slowly (H)
"Owner."
With tears blurring her vision, Wu Xian found herself in an awkward, unsettling situation, and thus pleaded with Hobert.
Her flushed face made her look pitiful yet adorable, like a begging puppy, which would move anyone who saw her.
But Hobert was a heartless owner. He naturally wouldn't soften his heart for the dog's skills. This man, like his appearance, was probably hard and cold inside.
But then he gently kneaded Wu Xian's palm.
He pushed the already red, swollen, and sensitive flesh with his thumb, slowly pushing it outwards from the base of his palm. His hands were large enough to envelop her, helping Wu Qian relieve her pain as much as possible.
The master's attitude both captivated and frightened Wu Qian.
He said: Cloud, learn to be patient.
Hobert could give Wu Xian ecstatic orgasms that drove her to madness, and he could also easily push away the surging tides on her body. Wu Xian became a bird in Hobert's palm, and in the game, only he could give her any senses.
"Master," she struggled, "please."
"endure."
“But isn’t this a breach of promise by the master?” Wu Qian made her last struggle, trying to change Hobert’s mind with accusations.
He had been too gentle lately, which caused the good boy to turn bad, to become bargaining and rebellious. Hobert needed to re-establish his authority as master.
So he pressed his thumb against Wu Xian's mouth. This finger had just been rubbing against her thenar eminence, which she felt was already burning hot, but now it was still cold and had no warmth on it.
Like a sharp blade, like the judge's gavel, it fell steadily, silencing all of Wu Qian's words.
“Cloud, if my punishment doesn’t frighten you or make you restrain yourself, but instead makes you look forward to it, then we need to try a different approach.”
"Your behavior just now cannot be considered a punishment."
He made his judgment without even asking Wu Xian's opinion. Hobert was a dictatorial master who did not need to consult with his cloud about how things should be done. They both knew that the master had absolute power in deciding the degree of punishment.
"Yes, Master."
Wu Xian lowered her neck, revealing a stretch of smooth, delicate white skin.
Her first vertebra—the most important bone in the human body—was exposed to the air with a trembling motion. Most prisoners adopt this posture when awaiting trial, which also signifies that Ussling had accepted Hobart's orders.
--endure.
She must be patient, she cannot climax on her own, and she cannot ignore her master because of her own pleasure.
However, Hobert would not give her another chance to rebel. He knew Wu Xian's master so well that he easily gained the upper hand in the push-and-pull battle between his palm and fingers.
He pressed down on her to ease her tension, but she couldn't completely relax.
Therefore, just as she was about to squint and make a gurgling sound, thirty fell!
With a crisp "snap," all of Wu Xian's drowsiness vanished. She couldn't help but curl her fingers to resist the numbness spreading like a spider web from her palm, but since she hadn't accumulated enough sensations, such a heavy blow wasn't enough to reach climax; all that remained was pain.
Hobart really knew how to catch blackfish.
She loves clapping her hands in pain, which isn't considered punishment; she's sensitive and wanton, so even orgasm isn't.
But he could keep Wu Xian in a state of neither high nor low, with pleasure accumulating and dissipating, rising again only to be ruthlessly suppressed by him.
She remembered her master's command; it wasn't that she could enjoy herself just because her master was controlling the puppy. This was punishment, and she had to learn to suppress the pleasure, but she really didn't know what to do, so she could only inhale and tightly contract her vagina.
The delicate flesh wrapped around countless tiny flower buds; if you could peel them open and take a closer look, you would surely see marks.
The thin chain around Wu Xian's lower body rattled incessantly, and the tender bead that was being clamped was rubbed until it was red, swollen, and almost painful. Even under these circumstances, she still did not reach orgasm!
This was so agonizing that Wu Xian burst into tears. She had never imagined that five palm strikes could be so unbearable.
Thirty-one.
Thirty-two.
Wu Xian was swaying precariously. She dared not act on her own and could only complain to her master, "Cloud can't kneel anymore, Master, I'm sorry."
"Lie down."
Only then did she feel at ease sinking into the bed. The chains between her legs also stopped rattling, and the only sounds left in the room were Wu Xian's sobs and her master's slowly descending slap.
Thirty-three.
If her hands hadn't been tied, Wu Qian would have definitely scratched her breasts to vent her pent-up desires.
Thirty-five.
Hobert didn't hold back with his final blow; he finished with a heavy slap, a beautiful ending that would have made Wu Qian climax uncontrollably.
Now she endured it, she pleaded, "Master, please allow cloud..." Wu Xian trembled and could not speak clearly.
Hopper used his hand, which had been both gentle and cold, to stroke Wu Qian's acupoint. Her nearly mature clitoris finally received enough nourishment, and an electric-like stimulation coursed through Wu Qian's entire body.
The master said, "Orgasm."
Wu Xian reached her climax at his command. The pleasure that had been building up beforehand was too much. The huge wave pushed her to the top of the position. She became afraid and waved her hands. Finally, she was pulled into her master's arms.
She was gradually calmed down after finding driftwood. "Cloud has learned, Master, patience."
"But I don't know if I'm a mature puppy, and I don't want to be a mature puppy."
“There’s nothing I can do. Master only likes Cloud, the little dog. I’ll teach you slowly.” Hobert kissed Wu Xian’s wrist, his cold lips touching her prominent blue veins. “Cloud, you’re right. Master did indeed go back on his word.”
"Think of a request."
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