My attack and disguise are weak and I can't extricate myself

Zhang Ting put down the phone silently. He thought about it for a while, even if someone came to him on the big weekend, it would not be an urgent matter, because he had many friends and contacts, and sometimes he didn't plan to answer even if he saw it.What Dou Bao said makes sense, now that the arrow is on the string, can he still leave Dou Bao to do business?Absolutely not, it's dishonest.

Just as Zhang Ting was hesitating, Doubao had already opened the door and went out. Zhang Ting had no time to stop him, so he had to sit in the room and wait for him. The camera shot was very effective and the resolution was extremely high. Zhang Ting put it in front of the torture rack. , was facing the big bed, the camera was lowered so that the main character in the practice could be seen clearly, the lighting was checked and everything was fine, but the bean bag hadn’t come back yet.

He had no choice but to walk into the corridor and look around at the surrounding rooms. They must have arrived early, and there seemed to be no one around. Zhang Ting felt relieved.Generally, when shooting this kind of video, most people will choose to turn on the TV for commercials, which is very loud. After all, they have no confidence in the sound insulation of the hotel. It is embarrassing for people to hear it, but they do not have a TV in this room.

Bean Bao finally came back, holding four wicker sticks about one meter long in his hand. He was breaking off the extra leaves and twisting the four wicker sticks together like a braid, fastening them with a rope at the beginning and end. A simple whip was made, he held it and waved it twice, there was a faint sound of breaking wind in the air.

Zhang Ting frowned deeply, rejected the willow stick that Dou Bao handed over, and said, "I said I wouldn't use this."

Dou Bao winked at him, flicked the willow stick with his middle finger, and replied, "Don't worry, brother Ting, the willow sticks are not so flexible now, but more brittle, that's why I put the four pieces together. You can't do it even if you try hard." , breaks easily."

"Then you still pay?"

"But we want that kind of effect. As long as the tool is interrupted, it will have an impact no matter it is for novices or veterans."

Zhang Ting shook his head, "You can tell it's fake just by looking at the wound."

Doubao looked at Zhang Ting innocently, reached out and took out a bag from the backpack, and poured out the contents of the bag, which contained various cosmetic pencils, liquid packs, and paints.

"I have a friend who does makeup on the set. I don't care if he borrows it. I can paint the wound myself."

Zhang Ting "..."

"Also, although what we record is a video, we can still edit it later, so you will stop when you reach a certain level, and we will continue after we finish drawing."

"Suddenly I have no interest in practicing with you."

Dou Bao's eyes lit up, "Could it be that Brother Ting was sexual to me just now?"

Zhang Ting said indifferently, "No."

In practice, a pillow will be placed under the quilt, one is to highlight the important parts, and the other is to increase the sense of shame, but Er Zhang Ting doesn't have to worry, Doubao will never feel ashamed, he will only be very embarrassed. excited.

Of course, wicker can’t be used in the beginning. Everything needs a prelude, so that people get used to it gradually, and then it’s easy to proceed. Zhang Ting thought for a while, and took the love-fun leather pat. Leather, the hand is holding a thin metal tube, behind it is a black fluffy ball, which can be used to tickle it when playing between lovers, but Zhang Ting will never do this kind of thing to the bean bag.

"Wait, Brother Ting, I want you to use those dotted gloves." Bean Bao laid down, turned around and asked Zhang Ting.

"Why?" Although the slapping sound of this kind of glove is small, if the main force is strong, the effect is several times that of OTK. Because there are raised spots on the glove, compared to it, the force-bearing surface is reduced, and the softness It is lowered, and the marks left are also spots. If it is not used well, it will be a bit difficult.

"Because...it's because of my cooperation with you." Doubao turned her head and murmured.

Zhang Ting couldn't help but feel that he was a little pitiful, so it was nothing to think about, so he put on the transparent rubber glove.

The bean bag is indeed an experienced quilt, with a strong endurance, and he didn't say a word. The slapping of the gloves left fine and small scars on the flesh, and there were little red spots oozing from the skin where there were many overlaps. At this point, the blush covered the entire buttocks, his muscles tensed unconsciously, but he deliberately forced himself to relax, because only in this way, the muscles would not be injured, and a lot of pain could be relieved, allowing him to bear it for a while.

This injury is not serious, but it looks a little scary. The pain will disappear in less than a day, and the bruises will disappear in two days.

There was no sound in the room. Zhang Ting's face was stern, and he was determined not to drag his hands. It was different from his usual modesty. Doubao's current level was considered to be above average among the quilts he had practiced. Usually, at this time, Zhang Ting would stop. Everyone needs to take a break, because not only is the beating unbearable, but beating is also a lot of physical labor, and Zhang Ting's arms are already sore.

Normally, during the rest time, he would comfort, caress, and knead softly. This is also an essential step for a boutique owner. Of course, his purpose is to maintain a night with the one he likes. A good relationship in bed, as for others, they may get care, attention, and love from him. In addition, Zhang Ting has a good background and a handsome appearance. It is like a delicious meal. Pleasure, but the duration of this comfort is limited to the end of the meal. After eating, it will really be gone. Zhang Ting is most afraid that others will not be able to get out of the game. He is not used to hurting others, but he also gives I can't look forward to it, so I can only hide, and it is impossible for the two to become friends.

Isn't that the case with bean buns?He said that he likes himself, whether it is the appearance of being the master that arouses his interest, or makes him have a man's desire to conquer, this is very tricky. They may treat the bean buns as usual, and the two sat silently by the bed, looking at each other without saying a word.

That's right, Doubao is also sitting, whether it's for enjoying or this little injury is really nothing, he didn't even rub it.

In the end, it was Doubao who broke the silence, "Why don't we draw it now?"

"I don't know how to put on makeup." Zhang Ting looked at the pile of bottles and cans in embarrassment.

"Here, there's something called blush, just put it on for me, put more in the middle and less on the sides, it won't be visible in the camera."

Dou Bao handed Zhang Ting a mushroom-shaped thing, pulled off the lid, and inside was a crimson powder puff, honeycomb-shaped, and then he pointed at his butt.

"Isn't it good for us to do this?" Zhang Ting poked his two buttocks with the mushroom head, two red circles.

"Brother Ting, have you seen it, ah no, GV? Do you think that everyone there is enjoying it? It's all about performances. You know that gong is for the bad guys. They don't ejaculate easily. Yes, you have to hold back, find two or three passers-by by the side, and those who are willing to act will watch and masturbate. When it is almost here, change people quickly, let the one who shows his face get out of the way, and shoot the shot of passers-by. You can shoot on the day when you show your face There are a few games, all fake." Dou Bao brushed his butt with a paintbrush, evenly brushing the two small circles left by Zhang Ting, and naturally continued, "Especially those in Japan, look at those who are so called. It sounds good, it's so cool, but in fact, many of them are straight men, they can't get hard at all, they are soft all the time, and they don't feel at all."

Zhang Ting used blush to cover him a few times, and it was almost covered by the bean bag. Not to mention, the blush was indeed much brighter than before, with a faint deep red, as if it had risen.

"Okay, it's almost done, and it's fake if you apply it again." Zhang Ting put down the blush, picked up the wicker made of bean bags from the bedside, and tried it in his hand. Although the flexibility was reduced, the wicker was not It is hardened, and it is indeed easy to break if you use a lot of force, but it is obviously more difficult to hit the skin than the soft one, because it hits deeper.If it is said that the willow branches in late spring tormented the human skin, then what is tormented now is a third deeper, and it is not suitable for recovery.

"Brother Ting, don't use too much force for this, just go fast, and hold back your strength when touching the meat, I can hold on." Dou Bao put into a pose, and said to Zhang Ting with her blushing on her buttocks.

This skill is not difficult for Zhang Ting. He doesn't have many tools, but he can control his strength very well. This is because he has always worried about hurting others. Dead people, and you don’t know if other people have any medical history, such as blood coagulation problems or something, and you can be beaten as you say, he will not be like the Peach and Plum Ghost King. I can bear more, it's all farting, if people don't want it, they just don't want to, do this kind of thing for the sake of attracting people's attention, and attracting the audience, what the hell!

"Crack!" The sound of the wicker breaking through the wind is sharp and ear-piercing, especially when the willow branch starts to stiffen and dry up, it is no different from a bamboo stick. When it is almost touching the bean meat, Zhang Ting's wrist pauses , withdrew his strength in time, even so, Doubao's body still twitched, and he took a deep breath.

Looking at the wound again, there was a thin scar that turned from red to white to red again, but it was not so obvious that it was covered by the blush.

"I'll take it easy."

Seeing Doubao's performance, Zhang Ting felt that he had played hard, and felt a little guilty. This willow whip seemed to be more powerful than he imagined.

"It's okay...but I have to stop after a few blows, it really hurts." Doubao buried his head in the quilt of the hotel, and said in a low voice.

"Crack!" The sound of breaking wind sounded one after another, and it was recorded by the camera, but Doubao didn't feel so difficult anymore. Zhang Ting still had the talent to call the shots, at least he could control his strength and distance really well.

After a few strokes, the two stopped again. Dou Bao handed Zhang Ting a brown-red eyebrow pencil, and then tore open the liquid bag. Inside was imitation plasma. The eyebrow pencil was stained with blood, and carefully applied it to Dou Bao's skin. Draw a few nearly parallel fine lines, it must be fake if you look closely, but in the lens, the fake looks real.

Plasma is a light yellow translucent liquid. When applied to the skin, there is an illusion of swelling under the skin. After finishing the makeup, Zhang Ting picked up the willow whip, but did not move. He pondered for a while, and said to Doubao, "You can pretend to be in a while." Struggling, I will handcuff you."

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