S*x Toy Designer (1v1) - Chapter 34
Chi Zaozao’s heart raced, her body slick with sweat, her tiptoes failing to hold her. As she faltered, the hemp ropes yanked her harshly, stealing her breath.
Xie Jingyao stood before her, watching every move. His suit barely hid his erect c_ck, yet his eyes remained calm as still water.
Bells jingled faintly. Pain shot through her chest, the clamps on her n_pples tugging as she moved, their ding-ding harmonizing with the l_wd air.
“Mmph…” Her p_ussy was drenched, barely containing the spinning massage rod. Its teasing left her sensitive spots aching, her body writhing to meet its slender touch.
Her breaths quickened. Xie Jingyao’s eyes narrowed, yanking the rod out just as she arched toward clim_x.
“Ah!” Startled, her peak crashed, her breath forgotten in the fall.
Thinking the rod had slipped, she panicked, reaching for the blindfold, but her bound wrists and unsteady tiptoes left her swinging helplessly in the air.
“Master!” she cried, her feet scrambling for ground but finding none.
Disoriented, she groped for the floor.
“Master?” Her heart plummeted. “You wouldn’t abandon your s_ave, would you…”
Silence answered.
“Your s_ave knows she was wrong…” Her voice broke with sobs. “Master… please… punish me however you want, just don’t abandon me…”
Desperate for him, she froze as strong hands steadied her, his thin lips sealing hers, swallowing her unspoken words.
His familiar scent calmed her, though tears still fell.
“Master… sob…” she whimpered between kisses.
Impatient, he kissed her again, biting her lower lip hard.
“Mmph!” Pain made her gasp.
“If my s_ave says any punishment will do, then your will Master decide how you’ll be punished,” he whispered against her ear, his devilish tone sending shivers through her.
The blindfold came off. She squinted, adjusting to the dim room, and saw him unmasked, cold eyes, and his lips were curled in anticipation of a spectacle.
Fear gripped her. She regretted her reckless entry into the event, an implusive action fueled by wine.
Yet she was grateful it was Xie Jingyao who found her, sparing her a worse fate.
The ropes lowered, but the turtle bondage remained intact.
Uncertain of what awaited, she felt no fear, only trust that he wouldn’t truly harm her.
Kneeling at his feet, head bowed, she bit her lip, its lingering warmth her only solace.
“Put on your clothes. We’re going out,” he commanded.