Prison Building I

Ruan Chen flicked his silver hair that reached to his neck, revealing his white and smooth forehead, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes were full of unconcealable loveliness.

Naturally a coquettish look.

Strolling to the bed, seeing Jiang Lou's swollen lips and pale and indifferent face exposed outside the quilt, his throat was involuntarily dry.

I finally know why the master likes to fuck him.

What could be more satisfying than torturing a proud and stubborn man?

I want to tie him up and pinch him down, pump and thrust him hard, I want to slap him hard to see his frightened expression, I want to hear him begging, crying, screaming and begging for mercy under me, I want to see his indifferent and proud face Many tears of pain were forced from above.

Distorted desires best reflect the dark humanity.In this world, nothing can arouse people's desire more than sex and abuse.

"I say,"

Ruan Chen twisted his neck, trying to get rid of those impulsive desires: "You better go down quickly, Master really has something to tell you."

Jiang Lou moved his eyes to Ruan Chen, and his eyes fell lightly on him, but he didn't know if he was looking at him.

"I can't move."

Jianglou's throat was dry and sore, and his words were hoarse and gloomy.

But to Ruan Chen's ears, there was a strange attraction, faintly urging his cock.

It's as if a ghost has been fascinated.

Ruan Chen turned around, it's better for others not to touch the master's things.

He looked down at his watch, it was 10:25.

"Are you sure you don't want to go? Don't forget, the master hates disobedient things the most."

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around and raised his eyebrows and smiled, the slightly raised corners of his mouth looked a little mocking in the dark bedroom,

"The master said that from now on, you can only wear white clothes, and you are not allowed to wear pants or anything else."

In the end, he straightened his clothes again, and said with deep meaning: "Old Liu is dead, and he will be buried today, don't you want to go and see?"

Jiang Lou's heart throbbed suddenly, Lao Liu died?

He remembered the 56 missed calls from yesterday, the kind and peaceful face of Old Liu, and Ling Luo's methods of dealing with people...

Jiang Lou didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He couldn't imagine how Lao Liu was trembling and calling him one after another in fear. Jiang Lou couldn't understand the feeling of being so desperate that he was about to suffocate.

Every time he did something against Ling Luo's will, Ling Luo would not kill him, but would use the most violent and bloody methods on others.

That's right, how could you be willing to kill him, but still save your own life to go to bed with him.

Jiang Lou's eyes darkened, Ling Luo would never allow others to disobey him, if he didn't go down, then what?

"what……"

Gunshots, broken and frightened screams.

Like the constant tingling sensation brought about by glass piercing into the skin, Jiang Lou's hairs all stood up.

"If you don't go down, I will be next."

Ruan Chen opened his mouth and smiled, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad, he should be happy to die under the hands of his master, right?

Ling Luo looked at the blood left by Yu Mo, blew lightly on the muzzle of the gun, and walked upstairs.

"I said, let you go to the study, didn't you hear?"

Ling Luo leaned against the door, turned the gun in his hand, and suddenly pointed the gun at Ruan Chen.

With a bang, Ruan Chen knelt down clutching his bleeding leg. The pain made him curl up and bow his back, but he didn't dare to groan.

Jiang Lou's scalp was numb from the gunshots, he turned his face slightly to look at Ling Luo, it was weird, a smile appeared on his pale face, like a ghost wandering around in the middle of the night, with a deadly temptation Heart and soul.

"It's noisy."

Jiang Lou opened his mouth slowly, with a coquettish tone: "I'm in pain, I can't move."

Ling Luo put down the hand holding the gun, staring at his smiling face, another evil fire rose in his belly.

Want to fuck him!

The uncontrollable desire, thoughts and rationality are all thrown aside, the only thing that can be thought of is to fuck him!

Jiang Lou seldom talked to him like this, at first he resisted desperately, but later he seemed to get used to it, his face always had a kind of numb composure, and he never begged for mercy when he was made cruel.When you treat him well, he has no expression, and when you toss him hard, he still has no expression.

He didn't laugh or talk, and he suppressed the pain when he couldn't take it anymore, but the more he behaved like this, the more he wanted to ravage him, and he often walked around on his back with his hands, leaving densely packed Traces of bruising.

Ling Luo never used secret weapons on him. He had a weird possessive desire, and he couldn't touch anything else in Jianglou except him.

Ling Luo's heart was hooked, and he fired another shot at the ground in front of Ruan Chen's head:

"Don't hurry up!"

Ruan Chen was so frightened that he couldn't even crawl. He prostrated himself on the ground and writhed desperately. The blood flowed out one after another until it became greasy, and his fingers were about to be dug into the floor.

Ling Luo stepped forward and grabbed him by the hair, pulled him up, slapped him and threw him out like garbage:

"Go to the basement and kneel down, don't come out without my order!"

Jiang Lou's slight smile aroused his weird possessiveness even more, from now on, no one but himself should ever try to get close to him again!

Then, Ling Luo dropped the gun and walked to the bed, pulling Jiang Lou's hair to force him to look up.

Jiang Lou's painful face and weak eyes almost made him go crazy!

Born to be a bloodthirsty demon, a perverted sadist, what can I do?

He pulled off the belt and tied Jiang Lou's hands, squeezed his chin and pressed him between his legs, and impatiently took off his black underwear as if he was about to enjoy a feast.

"Move your mouth, hurry up."

Jiang Lou opened his lips and teeth slightly, and the huge cock pierced in immediately, and the tingling pain in his throat made Jiang Lou almost suffocate.

Ling Luo squeezed his chin tightly to prevent him from flinching, and while vigorously rubbing his hair, slowly and without leaving any gaps, he pulled out the penis completely, and then inserted it all again.

Jiang Lou was in great pain from being gripped by his chin, and blood slowly gushed out of his mouth, dripping on the white bed sheet, and it was instantly stained red.

Ling Luo's movements became more and more forceful, and his lower body thrust became more and more violent. He held Jiang Lou's face and looked forward fiercely a few times, a hot stream rushed into Jiang Lou's throat, and finally ejaculated.

Ling Luo let go, looked at Jianglou's bloody mouth, then grabbed his hair and made him look up, squeezed his chin to close his mouth,

"Swallow it all."

Jiang Lou moved his throat, and after a few struggles, he suddenly spat out. Bright red blood mixed with white semen and fluid dripped down his mouth onto Ling Luo's hand.

Ling Luo squinted his eyes, moved his hand to Jianglou's throat and squeezed hard, stimulating his esophagus, and finally swallowed the contents of his mouth.

His gaze shifted to his finger, and he stretched it to Jiang Lou's mouth with a sneer: "Lick it clean, and then swallow it."

Jiang Lou trembled and closed his eyes. There was not a single piece of intact skin all over his body. He opened his lips slightly, but could no longer make a sound.

Seeing Jiang Lou's dull expression, Ling Luo suddenly lifted him up and threw him to the ground. He lifted his foot and took a few steps to pick up the gun on the ground, and put it on Jiang Lou's face.

"I said, lick it clean and swallow it."

"pain……"

As if screaming from his throat, Jiang Lou curled up like a kitten, and when his warm skin touched the cold floor, there was a biting chill.

"It's cold...it hurts..."

Jianglou's slightly swollen lips began to turn white, his breathing gradually became rapid, his skin was burning like fire, and he was dragged on the ground by his hair in a daze, twitching lightly like a dying person.

Ling Luo is a person who will never give up until he achieves his goals. He doesn't know what is gentle, let alone what it means to be kind to others. He only knows that he wants to be satisfied, physically, visually, and psychologically.

While dragging, he took out his mobile phone and made a call:

"Call He Lin over, immediately."