Dragon, dragon, keep your eyes open

Due to the problem of the skeleton shelf, Chachar thought of his sister, but unfortunately he couldn't leave now, and he didn't know what happened to the two little guys in the cave.

Chachar was very worried, he wanted to go back and have a look, but every time he saw the ghost's cold and serious face, he didn't dare to ask to go home.

It was delayed for another two days. In the warm afternoon, in the garden of the castle, the ghost was lying comfortably on the rocking chair and basking in the sun. On the small carved table next to it was a cup of steaming black tea. people.

Chachar hid behind a pillar and quietly looked at the ghost enjoying a pleasant time. This undead creature is really strange. According to Chachar's observation, this guy actually likes to bask in the sun. Don't all undead creatures like to stay in dark and humid places? Moldy in the corners?They are all a group of gloomy and lifeless guys who don't understand the warmth and value of sunshine at all.

Only their great dragons know the beauty of the sun, and they are always willing to spend a whole day enjoying the sun on the top of the mountain.

"Lazy Chachar, don't think my lord doesn't know you're lazy if I close my eyes." Rich's rambling voice startled Chachar, who was still thinking about it, and he quickly covered himself with a tray ass escaped.

Chachar, who fled back to his room, cursed the ghost's harshness in a low voice, just like his sisters, oh yes!He should tell Richie about going home, even if he is beaten, scolded and punished, he will admit it.After being out for such a long time, they will go crazy if they don't go back. Thinking of them going crazy, Chacha feels a headache.

Hey... His personal freedom was imprisoned by the bastard Rich, and Chachar originally wanted to pick a time to sneak away.It is said that most of the dead creatures are active at night and sleep during the day, but this guy Rich is like not dozing off, basking in the sun during the day, and his spirit is surprisingly good at night.

Hateful!

However, before Chachar could think of how to speak, it was time to prepare food for the ghost.This strange ghost, he actually likes to eat cooked food, and he has very high requirements for food.

The skeleton dog "Hughes" ran to his side at some point, barked non-stop, and raised his leg to urinate against Chachar's calf.Chachar smashed the "Hughes" who provoked him with the potato in his hand.But the skeleton dog reacts very quickly, not as slow as the skeleton man at all.

"Hughes" dodged the potatoes nimbly, and had time to bark at Chachar twice.

"Lazy Chachar, do you want your ass to be beaten again?" The ghost appeared behind him at some point, and the cold thing stuck to Chachar's exposed skin, and Chachar almost appeared in shock. dragon shape.

"Bastard... why do you always appear suddenly? Isn't this scary?" Chachar patted his chest in shock, and then suddenly remembered that he had scolded the ghost just now. He shrank his head in fear and waited for the ghost to come. scold.

"That's because you're always lazy." The ghost didn't scold him, but just snorted disdainfully: "What's for dinner tonight? Hmm? Why are they all potatoes!"

"That's because you always don't buy groceries and don't let me go out!" Chachar said aggrievedly. After coming to this castle, the ghost didn't allow him to go out, and he didn't want to eat these appetizing things every day. .

"You want to go out? Do you want to seduce people with your exposed appearance? You are such a lewd fellow."

"Nonsense! I don't have one. You forced me to wear it like this."

"But a slave should behave like a slave. Look, if I treat you a little better, you will yell at me. You really disrespect your master." A staff suddenly appeared in the ghost's hand , hit Chachar's ass hard.

The dragon's rough skin is very resistant to beatings. Chachar didn't feel much pain, but he felt ashamed to be spanked, so he gave the ghost a look without thinking.

Seeing that his master had punished Chachar, the skeleton dog "Hughes" circled around excitedly, wagging its tail and barking.

How dare this guy laugh at him? !Chachar yelled angrily: "Hughes, you stupid dog! Sooner or later, I will tear your bones apart!"

"What did you yell just now?" asked the ghost.

Chachar pointed to the skeleton dog and said, "I named it Hughes."

"why?"

"Because I hate him!" Chachar said the truth without going through his brain, and he regretted it after he finished speaking. This is the dog given to him by the ghost!

The ghost's expression suddenly became bitter: "You are... so presumptuous!" The ghost's flexible limbs can be stretched and changed at will, and Chachar was quickly tied up.

Chachar's limbs were tightly bound, and the ghost's translucent body wrapped around him, forcing Chachar to form a large character on the ground.The staff in the ghost's hand turned into a leather whip at some point.

The ghost with half of its body still floating in the sky, only heard him say to Chachar coldly: "It's time for you to suffer a little bit, and taste the taste of being taught a lesson!"

Chachar's struggle was futile, he looked at the ghost floating in mid-air in fear, his contemptuous eyes and cold expression made Chachar feel a deep sense of crisis.

"A slave will be obedient only when the whip is whipped." The ghost flicked the wrist holding the whip, and the crisp "crack" sound exploded in Chachar's ears.

"Lord, master, I know I'm wrong..." Chachar's teeth were chattering when he spoke. He felt that he might die tragically at the hands of ghosts. He would become the first dragon in history to be killed by a dead creature , What a shame!He shouldn't, really shouldn't have groveled and asked the ghost for help in order to escape the demon boy.Dead creatures are dead creatures, they are simply the worst and most disreputable races in the world!Fortunately, he thought there was nothing wrong with this race before, so he was really blind!

He thought of the demon boy, no matter how bad he is, he loves himself and never beats, scolds or humiliates him, and this ghost...

"Crack!"

"Stupid Chachar, you still dare to distract yourself! Lord Rich feels very angry!" The ghost's soft body stretched again, binding Chachar's limbs more and more firmly.

"Please, don't hit me..." Chachar pleaded in fear.

"You should call me Master, Brainless Chachar." Ghost said haughtily.

"Wuuuu... please master... don't hit me, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't disrespect you..."

"Now you know how to intercede? It's too late! Only after the slave's ass is opened, can he understand the value of working hard and respecting the master!" Ghost pulled the whip, frowned and looked at Chachar who was trembling all over. : "Well... where should I start..."

Chachar closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth fiercely, and waited in fear for the arrival of the god of death.

Although the ghost chose for a long time, it was so long that the skin of Chachar's whole body was stretched into a sheet, and the whip finally fell, first of all his ankles.

The thin tail of the whip swept across Chachar's ankles with moderate force. As Chachar was ready to be abused, the moment the whip fell on his skin, Chachar tore his skin apart. He cried out heartbreakingly.But after he finished screaming, he found that he didn't feel much pain. He couldn't help thinking that maybe the ghost didn't really want to abuse him, and didn't want to kill him.

Afterwards, the whip landed on the side of his thigh again, this time it really hurt a bit, the skin there was soft and fragile, and also very sensitive.At first, Chachar just felt a little spicy and couldn't help snorting, but then he felt itchy again, and he couldn't help but want to rub his other leg.

"Chachar, what are you doing, trying to seduce me with your boring body in order to avoid being taught a lesson?"

"What..." Only then did Chachar realize what his unconscious action meant just now, and he hurriedly defended himself: "That's right, it's not..."

The ghost's face became more serious, and with a raised right hand, the whip landed on Chachar's abdomen again, only half a finger away from his place, if it was a little closer... Chachar stared in panic. His eyes widened, the burning pain in his abdomen made him unable to restrain his muscles, and the whip kept falling. Chachar gradually realized that his skin became more sensitive, as if, as if...

The ghost's disdainful voice sounded coldly: "Chachar, look... I'm just giving you a righteous education. I didn't expect you to do such a thing. I really feel ashamed."

Chachar gasped with difficulty, his skin that had been whipped now seemed to be able to breathe, all their nerves were connected together, jumping excitedly, and then gathered all the excitement to one point, really damn...

The ghost waved his whip more vigorously: "Damn Chachar...look at you now...you are so ugly!"

The ghost's humiliating words made Chachar feel more shameful and ashamed, but his body became more and more excited because of the ghost's insult, just a little more, a little heavier, a little left, it's so cool... right, right ...Every time Chachar thinks in his mind, the ghost can satisfy him in the next step.

In the end, Chachar let himself go in shame and degradation.