Chapter 131 if-Pei Line (5): I like it when you gently bite it
The car started moving, and the two of them didn't say a word to each other on the road.
Upon arriving at her doorstep, Pei Yanxi immediately pulled Yun Zhan into her room, which was covered with a thick wool carpet that made no sound when stepped on.
As Yun Zhan watched, a sense of unease grew in his heart.
Pei Yanxi took off her coat and casually threw it on the sofa. Then she turned around and fixed her gaze on Yun Zhan, who was still standing at the door, looking somewhat at a loss.
"Come before me and kneel down."
Yun Zhan froze instantly. She stared at Pei Yanxi in disbelief, wondering if she had misheard: "Senior, what did you say?"
Pei Yanxi didn't repeat herself, but just looked at her coldly with her unfathomable eyes, the oppressive feeling in her gaze pressing down on her heavily.
"If I don't punish you, you'll never learn your lesson."
Pei Yanxi walked to the softest blanket in the center of the room and pointed to the spot under her feet with her fingertip.
The meaning couldn't be clearer.
A wave of immense humiliation washed over Yun Zhan: "I won't admit I'm wrong, anyway, we didn't catch them..."
"You won't admit your mistake?"
Pei Yanxi chuckled, her laughter carrying a hint of cruel pleasure: "Yun Zhan, this doesn't seem to be the first time you've done this. You still don't seem to understand your situation."
Yun Zhan gritted her teeth. She was stubborn and stood there motionless, a flame of resistance burning in her cold eyes.
very good.
Pei Yanxi loved seeing her defiant look, because only in this way could the thrill of conquest be even stronger when she finally crushed and broke her.
She stopped talking nonsense, turned around and walked to the mahogany chest of drawers next to her, and opened the bottom drawer.
Yun Zhan's gaze followed her subconsciously, and he saw Pei Yanxi take something out of there.
It was a dog training stick that was entirely black. The stick itself was not thick, but it was extremely resilient. The handle was made of polished silver, which gleamed with a cold light in the dim light.
Pei Yanxi held the whip handle and casually tapped it in her palm, making a soft "snap, snap" sound.
She turned around and walked towards Yun Zhan step by step, no longer bothering to hide the mockery and madness in her eyes.
"It seems you prefer a more intense approach."
She walked up to Yun Zhan and gently lifted her chin with the end of her whip, forcing her to look into her eyes.
"I told you long ago, I have plenty of ways to make you obey. If you don't kneel, I'll beat you until you do."
Before he could finish speaking, he flicked his wrist!
"Smack!"
The black whip traced a sharp arc in the air, not striking his back, but landing precisely on the outside of Yun Zhan's thigh.
Through the thin fabric of the pants, a burning pain instantly exploded.
"If they find out about you, things won't be as simple as they are now."
"Ugh!" Yun Zhan cried out in pain, his body trembling uncontrollably.
The pain wasn't intense, it could even be described as mild, but the sound of the whip striking her body, and the strange, tingling sensation that followed, pierced through her flesh, spread through her entire body like an electric current.
The shame far outweighed the pain, making her legs weak and almost unable to stand.
Yun Zhan bit her lower lip; this was the first time she had ever been hit.
Pei Yanxi was very satisfied with her reaction. She admired Yun Zhan's face, which turned pale instantly due to pain and shock, and admired the stubborn yet wavering look in her eyes.
She raised the stick and struck again.
"Smack!"
This time, it landed on the other leg.
The same slight pain, the same tingling sensation, the same trembling—Yun Zhan bit his lower lip, staring intently at her, his eyes uncontrollably reddening.
"Will you kneel or not?" Pei Yanxi's voice was like a devil's whisper, full of temptation and threat.
"No! I did nothing wrong. At least I got the information for you."
Pei Yanxi was so angry she almost laughed. Did she really need Yun Zhan's information?
Does this person realize the enormous price he would have to pay to rescue her if she were arrested, or even... if he couldn't rescue her at all?
Just thinking about it made Pei Yanxi feel suffocated; Yun Zhan had no idea how dangerous his actions were.
"Slap!" "Slap!" "Slap!"
The stick fell one after another, each time precisely avoiding vital points. The pain was just enough to stimulate her, but not enough to make her faint.
The waves of tingling sensation grew clearer, causing Yun Zhan's body to produce a reaction that even she herself found unfamiliar and shameful. Her breathing became rapid, and her legs went weak like noodles, almost unable to support her weight.
Finally, as the whip fell again, Yun Zhan's knees could no longer support him, his body went limp, and he fell straight down.
A dozen or so merciless lashes shattered Yun Zhan's last shred of stubbornness.
"I'm out of strength..." Yun Zhan choked up a few times. She felt very wronged. All she did was take a few photos. Did Pei Yanxi want to beat her to death?
Yun Zhan stopped resisting and just knelt there silently, his slender body trembling slightly with suppressed sobs, so fragile that he seemed to break at the slightest touch.
This completely broken and helpless state finally satisfied Pei Yanxi.
She threw down the discipline stick in her hand, the stick that symbolized rules and punishment landing on the carpet with a dull thud.
Only Yun Zhan's low, intermittent sobs remained in the living room.
Pei Yanxi squatted down and quietly looked at her for a while.
Watching her sweat-dampened hair stick to her flushed cheeks, her long eyelashes damp with tears, clumped together, trembling with her breath like startled butterfly wings.
Those usually bright yet somewhat stubborn eyes were now tightly closed, but tears still uncontrollably slid down from the corners of their eyes and into their hair.
In that instant, an indescribable emotion suddenly gripped Pei Yanxi's heart.
It wasn't the thrill of conquest, nor the excitement of conquering Yun Zhan, but rather a... sharp, yet sweet, tenderness.
She personally broke the proud spirit of this thorny rose, forcing her to reveal her most wretched and helpless side.
This was the scene she most wanted to see, but when she actually saw it, a soft spot deep in her heart was pierced with pain.
How pitiful.
Her Yun Zhan was made to cry.
This thought made Pei Yanxi's breath catch in her throat. The violence and desire for control in her eyes slowly faded, replaced by an almost pathological gentleness.
She reached out, her movements incredibly gentle, first brushing away the wet hair on Yun Zhan's cheek, then using her fingertips to gently wipe away the tear stains on her face.
She began to comfort Yun Zhan, gradually calming his crying down until only his aggrieved sobs remained.
"Okay, stop crying..."
Pei Yanxi lowered her voice to a whisper, like a mother comforting her child: "Did it hurt?"
Yun Zhan remained silent, burying his face even deeper, as if making a silent accusation.
After a long pause, Yun Zhan finally sobbed, "You're so mean..."
Pei Yanxi chuckled softly, a laugh tinged with helplessness and indulgence.
She didn't force Yun Zhan to look up anymore. Instead, she adjusted her posture and sat down on the carpet, facing Yun Zhan.
Yun Zhan wiped away his tears and turned his gaze to the landscape painting on the wall.
It was a snow-capped mountain, and Pei Yanxi removed the safety netting that was obstructing the area.
The rolling white snowfields, bathed in the twilight, shimmered with a soft luster like white jade, with crimson plum blossoms still standing slightly atop them.
Pei Yanxi pinched Yun Zhan's face, revealing herself to him openly. She stretched out her arms, wrapped them around Yun Zhan's neck, and gently and irresistibly pulled her trembling, small head into her embrace.
"Okay, stop crying. It was my fault."
Held in her arms, Yun Zhan was instantly frozen by the delicate touch and the unique fragrance of Pei Yanxi's body. She even forgot to cry.
Pei Yanxi straightened up slightly and gently brought her lips to Yun Zhan's cool lips.
"good."
Pei Yanxi's voice rang out above Yun Zhan's head, filled with affection and seduction: "You've been crying for so long, you must be tired and thirsty. Shall I feed you something?"
This action and these words completely shattered Yun Zhan's chaotic nerves.
Ah... Senior, what are you planning to do now?
"Have some milk. I have a fresh, unopened bottle here."
Yun Zhan's reason was screaming in resistance; she had absolutely no desire to eat anything right now.
But the body becomes incredibly honest under extreme humiliation.
She was exhausted and held in Pei Yanxi's arms. The soft touch on her lips felt like a magical brand that rendered her immobile.
Pei Yanxi sensed her stiffness, so she went a step further and gently pressed the straw against her lips.
"Open your mouth, this is delicious."
Pei Yanxi's voice was soft and gentle.
Finally, under this continuous and gentle pressure, Yun Zhan's defenses completely collapsed. As if bewitched, she unconsciously opened her mouth slightly.
The straw then slid in smoothly.
A rich, sweet and slightly fishy milky aroma exploded in her mouth instantly.
Yun Zhan's pupils contracted sharply. She...she actually...
Before she could react, Pei Yanxi let out a suppressed sigh: "Hmm, you're being good now, aren't you? See... a slap followed by a sweet treat seems to suit you quite well."
Pei Yanxi could clearly feel how that warm mouth and that clumsy tongue bit the straw. Yun Zhan was like a child who refused to admit his mistakes but could only submit to her.
Okay... milk does taste pretty good.
Yun Zhan was indeed a little thirsty. After sobbing a few times, he instinctively and awkwardly began to suck on the straw.
She can "feed" Yun Zhan.
This thought acted like a switch, instantly igniting all of Pei Yanxi's rationality.
Yun Zhan really looked just like her child. An indescribable feeling surged through her mind, spreading rapidly through her limbs like an electric current. It was not just a physical stimulation, but also a spiritual and ultimate sense of satisfaction.
She placed the straw near Yun Zhan's mouth, using the most basic method to soothe the "child" she had made cry.
This feeling made her feel whole and powerful more than any form of physical contact.
"Good girl."
Pei Yanxi let out an uncontrollable sigh of praise, her gaze softening as she looked at Yun Zhan, her arm tightening unconsciously as she rubbed Yun Zhan's head.
Yun Zhan was startled by the sudden head pat and trembled all over, his milk-drinking behavior also stopped.
"Continue... there's still a little over half a bottle left."
Pei Yanxi's voice was already thick with nasal tone. She lifted the milk carton and fed the last bit of milk to Yun Zhan, saying, "Good boy, keep eating... don't stop..."
That commanding tone, mixed with a trembling excitement, revealed a hint of madness in Pei Yanxi's eyes; she was extremely satisfied with Yun Zhan's expression.
Yun Zhan was unable to think; she could only obediently, even somewhat greedily, continue drinking the pungent, sweet milk.
She felt truly humiliated; each swallow felt like a surrender to Pei Yanxi, swallowing the shame and love she received from her.
Yun Zhan still doesn't quite understand where Pei Yanxi's possessiveness and controlling nature come from, why she likes to order her around, watch her kneel down, and watch her being forced to obey her orders.
Pei Yanxi looked down at the top of Yun Zhan's head, watching how she depended on and wholeheartedly "ate," and a strange torrent of protectiveness and love surged wildly within her.
"Ahem... I'm sorry."
Yun Zhan bit a little off the straw.
"It's okay, is it good?" After the extreme satisfaction faded, Pei Yanxi held the still dazed Yun Zhan in her arms, her eyes hazy but content.
She lowered her head and placed a burning kiss on the top of Yun Zhan's head, her voice hoarse: "My...good boy."
Yun Zhan was exhausted. After beating Pei Yanxi, he felt dizzy and fell asleep without realizing it.
One hour later
Pei Yanxi's lingering feelings had not completely dissipated, and her body was still somewhat weak, but she had gained an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and peace in her spirit.
She looked down at Yun Zhan, who was still buried in her arms, her eyes filled with unprecedented tenderness.
Yun Zhan, on the other hand, presented a completely different picture.
When she woke up, her mind was like a jumbled mess, and all her thoughts were disconnected.
what happened?
What was that just now?
The lingering, strange, sweet-smelling milky aroma in her mouth reminded her that what had just happened was not a hallucination.
My lips felt a little numb from the prolonged sucking, and the back of my tongue was slightly sore.
The gurgling sound in her stomach reminded her that she had just drunk a lot of milk.
Yun Zhan was stunned. She had been instilled with some kind of complex emotion, but she was completely unable to understand or process it.
There was a drastic disconnect between the body's instincts and the brain's rationality.
"Ouch, that hurts! My back is all swollen!"
My back, which had been hit, still burned, but a strange warmth spread over the pain.
But her stomach was full, and she didn't even feel uncomfortable.
This realization left Yun Zhan even more bewildered.
She forgot to cry, forgot the pain, and forgot to resist.
She simply remained motionless, obediently keeping her cheek pressed against Pei Yanxi's chest.
“I hold a grudge because you hit me.”
Yun Zhan's eyes were slightly open, but his pupils were somewhat unfocused, like a delicate doll that had lost its soul.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Pei Yanxi could clearly feel the blankness in the person in her arms.
She didn't urge him or do anything excessive; she simply stroked Yun Zhan's back gently, one stroke at a time, with an almost tender touch.
"Have you recovered yet?"
Pei Yanxi's voice returned to its usual calmness, but there was still a hint of hoarseness at the end, making it sound exceptionally sexy.
Yun Zhan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had finally received a signal from the outside world.
She blinked slowly and sluggishly, her gaze finally focusing on the expanse of snow-white skin before her—Pei Yanxi's collarbone.
Yun Zhan suddenly thought of something!
Blood rushed to her head in an instant. All the shameful memories flooded back like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming her.
Her cheeks turned bright red at a visible speed, spreading from her face to her neck and then to her ears, becoming so red it looked like it was about to bleed.
"I……"
She opened her mouth, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't utter a single syllable. She jerked back, trying to escape the embrace that made her feel so ashamed she wanted to disappear.
But Pei Yanxi still firmly controlled the back of her neck.
Pei Yanxi didn't let her escape, but loosened her grip slightly, allowing her to raise her head.
Their eyes met.
Yun Zhan saw his own reflection in Pei Yanxi's deep eyes.
Her eyes were bloodshot, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were slightly swollen, giving her a ravaged, broken, yet vibrant beauty.
Pei Yanxi's eyes no longer held the previous violence and coldness, but only an intense possessiveness and a hint of... barely perceptible, loving smile.
She looked at her as if admiring a work of art that she had personally crafted and perfectly presented.
"Do you like the taste?"
Pei Yanxi gently stroked the back of Yun Zhan's neck with her fingertips and asked in a low voice.
This question completely shattered Yun Zhan's last line of psychological defense.
Her mind went completely blank; she could no longer think. She could only stare blankly at the woman before her, letting those eyes, filled with so many complex emotions, completely devour her soul.
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