Not Like the World·Part 2

Chapter 17

The reflecting steel ruler smiles.

"Fuck...one."

"Whoosh!"

"Aww!...Two..." This time it covered the previous wound again, and the force was extraordinarily heavy. Qiu Jie retracted his hand reflexively, and raised his hand again under Wang Xiaobai's warning scrutiny.

The arm is as heavy as a thousand jun.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Woo..." Qiu Jie lowered his head and rested for a long time, the fabric was almost torn with his left hand clutching the seam of his trousers, before he let out a breath: "Five..."

"Snapped……"

There are more than a dozen times, when will it be the head.Qiu Jie stuttered and counted, thinking desperately.His waist couldn't be straightened, and his eyes began to flick around. The few times he dodged his fingers, he was hit by the steel ruler, and the next time he was hit with a heavier force.His finger was hit by the steel ruler, and the pain from his ten fingers to his heart made his hand shake even more.After repeated several times, he finally learned to endure the pain and restrain his movements, and the punishment seemed less difficult.

"Raise your head, dear." Wang Xiaobai stroked his cheek affectionately, and the steel ruler in his hand pressed against his lips without a doubt, walking all the way, the cold temperature covered the tear-stained skin.

Qiu Jie forced himself to stand upright, dragging his left hand and raising his right hand.In this way, he could clearly see the afterimage of the torture instrument every time the whip fell, how it deformed the soft palm into an impossible shape, and how it smeared bruises on the originally white canvas.

"fifteen……"

"sixteen……"

The beating was surprisingly slow.Whenever the severe pain swept through the nerves and was about to disappear, the next stroke grabbed the tail of the pain and smashed down, pressing his limit and extending the pain to the extreme.Qiu Jie felt like he was described in elementary school textbooks, the white birch tree that stood upright in the strong wind, was beaten by wind, rain, thunder and lightning in turn, and the soles of his feet could not stand still...

"Seventeen... you, hurry up..." Qiu Jie sniffed and glanced at him secretly, "please hurry up...Mr. Wang."

"Whoosh...pa...pa..."

When he finally called out twenty, Qiu Jie was already sobbing.

Wang Xiaobai threw away the steel ruler, ignored his shivering, and pushed the man into his arms, asking gently: "Why was you beaten, baby?"

Because you are perverted.Qiu Jie slandered.

Of course, he sniffled and tried his best to put on a cute and pitiful look: "I know I was wrong, and I will never dare...touch your phone again."

"Well, baby." Wang Xiaobai embraced the person in his arms and kissed the ends of his hair, "Then how can we settle the account of dirty mouth?"

"...Huh?" Qiu Jie's body froze.Wang Xiaobai was rubbing his wound—both hands were holding his wrist.He has nowhere to go.

"I ca..."

Wang Xiaobai's smiling eyes drifted over, as if expecting him to continue speaking.

He swallowed the last syllable and closed his mouth tightly.This person was too scary, he decided to retreat. "It hurts too much, Mr. Wang. Why don't we let it go today?"

"Speaking of which, you still don't want to call me master." Wang Xiaobai ignored it, put his hand through his collar, skipped over his nipples, and broke the button to reach his lower abdomen. "I intend to grind this problem with you today."

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me? Mr. Wang, it's you who's sick...it's you who's sick! Do you like to hear me scold you? I'm afraid you're shaking M!" Qiu Jie's red eyes were staring at Looking at him, eyes full of mixed fear, grievance and resistance, very interesting.

"Heh, you do have the temperament of shaking S." Wang Xiaobai slapped it up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.No matter how obedient the pet cat is, the little lion will always be a high-spirited lion, ready for an unexpected game of reasonable suppression at any time.This realization made him jump with joy.There is no end to conquest, and victory is always ahead.

After the loud slap, Qiu Jie, who was beaten so hard that he turned his head 180 degrees, never turned his head back.His fingertips were cold, his cheeks were sore, and the tip of his tongue seemed to taste the slightest bit of blood.When he spoke again, he was already crying.

"You pervert." His voice trembled, only a person walking on a tightrope with one foot could shake so much.These words were instantly dissipated in the breeze, as if no one had spoken.

Wang Xiaobai is not deaf.Even, he was delighted by such an accusation—"Pervert? I'm sorry, Qiu Jie, you provoked me as a pervert first. Now—" He pointed to a chair with a thick dildo not far away, " Sit on."

Ever since he was broken by the massage stick that he will never forget, his back has never been touched again.It seems to be deliberately grinding him slowly, even when he didn't have any negative emotions towards Wang Xiaobai, Wang Xiaobai's various games with him were limited to limiting orgasms, and never teased his honey hole with utensils.

This made him obsessed like a frog boiled in warm water, until the boiling water was boiling, and he smelled the delicious smell of meat, and then he realized that he was about to be swallowed by cramps.

Qiu Jie glanced at the chair in front of him, and the next second, his eyes moved away as if shocked by electricity.The seat surface of the wooden chair is connected with a huge penis, and it is carved together with the chair.What kind of carpenter designs a chair with such functionality?What was going through his mind as he sculpted the dildo? !

"Bah!" He spat viciously and cautiously on the ground.The man behind him chuckled and tightened the thick rope covering him.

"Uh... Fuck! Wang Xiaobai, you want to strangle me? Ah, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..." Qiu Jie struggled violently, and the rope tightened at the same time, his thick The knot was pressed down hard along the midline of his chest, tightening his rapidly heaving body like tying a dying fish.

"Honey," Wang Xiaobai looked into the depths of his eyes affectionately, and lowered his voice politely and politely, "What if my behavior exceeds your bottom line, or you think you can't bear more , please say the safe word directly, I will definitely stop." Saying that, a bright red gag was pressed into the mouth.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whoo..." The ball of the mouth opened two rows of teeth, blocking all the possibility of Qiu Jie's vocalization. The stick-shaped object is undeniably touching the chrysanthemum heart.Qiu Jie only felt that the chill went straight into his heart along the galloping veins.

Now he is being hugged by Wang Xiaobai with his legs separated in a W shape—or held, his whole body is in the air, and all the stress points are leaning on the solid chest behind him. Gravity makes him slide slowly. The flesh was slowly pushed open like flower petals.

"Woo... um..." He wanted to scold and fight, but the gag in his mouth suppressed everything. He retched and coughed from the saliva spewed out, and the severe pain slowly hit the meat hole, buttocks was slowly split.The stiff buttocks were tense and angular as a rock.The top of the thick cylinder sank into it, making the hole red, swollen and shiny.

Wang Xiaobai's magnetic low laughter sounded.The laughter filled his chest, like rolling thunder, and reached Qiu Jie's ears through the close skin.He closed his eyes in despair.

Wang Xiaobai let go.

Even with his eyes closed tightly, Qiu Jie still saw a bright red color—covered in darkness, the color of blood.Probably the severe pain shook the nerves, covering the retina with a unique color of pain.At that moment, he only heard a "snap", he fell down, and his weight brought the gravity of the earth to press him firmly on the evil dildo. He felt a hole in his ass, and the wound reached the Stomach, burned into a piece.

He blinked his tears desperately, the tears stimulated more physiological tears, pools of glistening saliva flowed out from the corners of his gagged mouth, and his hands tied behind him rubbed bloodshot threads in fierce struggle.

Well, my lower body was useless for the rest of my life.he thinks.

"Baby." Wang Xiaobai walked around and clapped his hands lightly, "Do you know how beautiful you are now? Your snow-white skin is placed here in a box, so abstinent—" he said with a smile Sweeping down, he landed on the junction between the bulging hole and the chair, "It's so obscene."

"..." Qiu Jie was so angry that he tried to open his eyes, only to hear him talking.The buttocks placed on the chair were completely squeezed due to the sudden fall, and even a little red.The pink has been spreading along the curve towards the buttocks, and it is connected to the deep red luster in the center.The dildo was swallowed up to the root, so it looked like he was just sitting on a wooden chair with his feet apart - if you didn't look at the wet and red corners of his eyes.

Wang Xiaobai removed the mouth ball embedded in his mouth.The elastic cord pulled across his blushing cheeks, leaving a trail of water. "Honey, you don't remember our first time, so I'll have to tutor you again. How does it feel to be penetrated? Do you miss it, huh?"

Qiu Jie drooped his eyelids and coughed twice, not wanting to show any weakness in his voice.He had gathered up all the remaining courage in this life, and said in a tone of repaying debts and saying: "It's like shitting, and the shit keeps coming."

"Ah."

He heard Wang Xiaobai's weird laughter that blended anger and joy.Before he could look up, a severe slap was slapped across his head and face, and he heard his ears roaring, and warm liquid flowed down his chest.

A few seconds later, he shook his head, and vaguely saw a clear smiling face, which he could draw with his eyes closed—the man smiled and asked, "What did you just say, baby? I didn't hear it." arrive."

"I said," Qiu Jie's voice became softer, but his tone remained the same: "It feels like a piece of shit can't be pinched!"

"Snapped!"

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