Surrender II

Zhuo Yue suffocated for breath, and there was some mournful grievance in his eyes.His feelings for Fang Mingyan changed from trust to dependence, and this unconditional trust and dependence even had some subtle changes, developing in another direction.He was frightened by this change, so he ran away alone, trying to cut off the connection.Deep down he felt that he was different, at least not from the slaves the man had been before.He tried to convince himself that the other party only wanted to help him get out of his phobia, and even if he established a formal master-slave relationship, he would not really make him a slave who lost his personality.

But now, his expectations were shattered.

Fang Mingyan meant it.

The meaning of kneeling is clear to each other.

Zhuo Yue stood there for a long time without moving.Fang Mingyan looked at him silently, slowly turning the whip in his hand.

During the 1 minute that the two of them stared at each other, the atmosphere in the room was extremely suppressed.The man narrowed his eyebrows, got up and grabbed his wrist and walked out.

Zhuo Yue followed him staggeringly for a few steps, and only realized when he stepped on the stairs that he wanted to take himself to the fourth floor.Suddenly struggled in horror.But in terms of strength, he was not Fang Mingyan's opponent at all, and the hand holding him was as hard to break free as iron clamps.Like a dilapidated puppet, Zhuo Yue was dragged by a powerful force and stumbled up the stairs.

"Don't...Fang Mingyan, I don't want to go there..." In a panic, he called out the man's name, his voice trembling, sad and helpless.

The dark and heavy door was approaching, and Zhuo Yue's whole body began to tremble. He grabbed Fang Mingyan's nightgown sleeve tightly and cried out in panic: "Master, please...please, master..." He was almost dragged up along the way, and now he couldn't stand firmly and knelt on the ground.

In front of the door on the fourth floor, the man finally stopped, and his voice was so cold that it was almost heartless: "Let go."

Zhuo Yue loosened his sleeves with red eyes.

"In this house, everything about you is no longer important. Messy thoughts, shame, and humiliation are worthless in front of me. There is only one thing you have to do—to please me." Fang Mingyan looked condescendingly Looking at him, "I don't have the patience to teach you slowly. If you can't learn to be obedient, I will put you in a cage and let those cameras teach you. Do you understand?"

Zhuo Yue glanced at the door that was closed with fear, and replied stiffly: "...Understood."

"Knees shoulder-width apart, hands behind your back, straighten your waist, and show me your body." The man pressed the horsewhip in his hand against his chest, "Look up and look at me."

Zhuo Yue who followed suit had a pink color on her whole body because of her sense of shame.He knelt stiffly, looking up at the one who had caused him pain and uneasiness.

"Tell me your identity." Fang Mingyan said lightly.

He was startled, his face flushed, and he whispered shyly, "Slave." After he finished speaking, he was whipped on his shoulder, causing him to gasp in pain.His shoulders were hot, he didn't expect that the other party would strike without warning, and there was some grievance in his eyes that he dared not speak out.

"Tell me who you are." The command was repeated, obviously the first answer did not satisfy his master.

Zhuo Yue thought about it for a while, and replied bluntly: "I am...your slave, master."

"Tell me about your rights."

If the question is changed, then it should be passed.He breathed a sigh of relief, recalled what the man had said before, and replied, "All my rights come from your giving, master."

"Tell me about your obligations."

"My duty is...to please you, master." He looked away in embarrassment, avoiding staring at each other.

"Very good, keep these three points in mind." Fang Mingyan's whip stopped at Zhuo Yue's Adam's apple, and slowly raised it, forcing him to look up at him, "Reflect on what you did just now to make me unhappy."

This sense of humiliation of complete loss of sovereignty made Zhuo Yue's ears turn red, but resistance meant even more terrible consequences, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "Just now... I didn't fulfill the master's order and made you angry... "

"Think clearly." The man casually moved the whip down little by little until it reached the grassy secret place between his legs, as if teasing the sensitive genitals. "If the answer doesn't satisfy me, the punishment will be doubled."

The rough texture of cowhide rubbed against the sharp top, and the indescribable feeling rushed straight to the head, making Zhuo Yue tremble instantly, but he didn't dare to move, his body trembled slightly and said: "Also... I just called your Name." Then he added hastily, "I was wrong, master..."

"Study well." Fang Mingyan curled his lips, and swept the whip across his pouch, causing the man to gasp in shock.

At this moment, Zhuo Yue, who was kneeling, focused all her attention on the man, her star-like eyes filled with the water of crying just now, she looked at him anxiously and fearfully, also a little shy and embarrassed.

"Because of your non-standard behavior just now, I will punish you next. Six lashes, on the back. After each lash, I will ask you to count and admit your mistakes. If you make a mistake, the count will start from the beginning."