Master, am I your pro-disciple?

When the senior brother came, I was pinching Master’s shoulders tremblingly. He knew what had happened when he saw the two fallen walls, and quickly took Master’s hand with concern and asked, “Master, I’m sorry, I’m late, are you okay? "

I really want to say that Master is fine except that he is tired from beating people, and the blood on his clothes is not his.However, as the senior brother spoke, he started to use his hands up and down to check whether the master was injured, and when he approached, he was pushed away.

The master said as if nothing had happened: "It's okay, I'll leave it to you to deal with."

The senior held his fan and bowed: "Yes." Then he went to check on the unconscious leader Wuji.

Only then did the master turn to me and call out, "Apprentice..."

"Master!" I threw myself into Master's arms with a groan, and burst into tears, "Master, thank you!"

Thank you for choosing to believe in me after what I've been through.

Thank you for still being willing to open up to me.

Thank you for picking me up that day.

I felt Master's body froze for a moment. He raised his hand to caress my back, and said in a softer voice, "Disciple, you..."

The more I thought about it, the more I felt sorry for Master, and interrupted him crying: "Master, don't say anything, I understand everything, woo woo woo..."

The master's face darkened, and he said impatiently: "I ask you who you learned the mind from, if you dare to cry for me, try again!"

I immediately shut up honestly, stunned for a while, threw myself into Master's arms and rolled over again to admit my mistake: "It's all the leader! If I don't want to learn, he insists on forcing me to learn! He also said that I will learn to beat you!"

The master took a slow look at the teacher not far away who had just returned, and the leader inadvertently shivered.I continued to rub and act coquettishly on Master, "Master, you are not willing to hit me, are you?"

"Worthy."

The master tapped on my forehead without hesitation, and said lightly: "I'll forgive you this time, I'm hurt as a teacher, you have to serve me well."

"Oh! Good Master!"

The teacher came back this time and brought the books I wanted, and I secretly read them every day after serving the master.As the saying goes, there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and there is a small black room in the book, and the books given to me by the master are basically stories about the apprentice locking the master in the small black room.

What?What do you do after being locked in the small black room?

Of course...they practiced together, isn't the small black room just to promote the relationship between master and apprentice?

I saw that one of the houses in my house had collapsed and needed to be repaired, and the master was "injured" again, so I went to repair that house with great enthusiasm, and prepared the necessary props such as love potions by the way.Seeing that I was so active, the senior brothers and the leader advised me not to seek death, but I, who was obsessed with the story, didn't care.

After the small black room was repaired, I was very excited. That night I poured a large pot of love medicine into the cup and got a glass out. I didn't care to pour it back, so I couldn't wait to drag Master into the small black room.

Master asked me what kind of wine it was, and I said gourd wine. Master looked at me suspiciously and politely refused: "Thank you, apprentice. I still have injuries on my body, so I can't drink alcohol."

I:"……"

I vaguely felt that Master seemed to see through something. He glanced at him secretly, and his reaction seemed to be calm again. I must be thinking too much.

I persuaded: "Master, a small drink is good for you, but a big drink is harmful to your body. It doesn't matter if you drink a little."

The master said: "As a teacher, you are not thirsty, but you should drink it as an apprentice."

I:"……"

Now I feel that the development of the matter is beyond my control, so I put down my glass and said: "Well, let's talk about it next time, Master, I will go first..."

Master said coldly: "Come back."

I went back to stand obediently, and the master ordered in a cold voice: "Drink it."

I asked why in a panic. Master said he was happy, but I wanted to ask again. Master's eyes became colder: "You don't listen to what I say as a teacher anymore? Do you not want to recognize me as a master? Since you don't recognize me, then you can't accept me now." Kill you!"

I said, "Of course not..."

The master said: "Then drink it."

I:"……"

I want to be reasonable, but there is no reason to speak of in front of Master, because Master himself is reason.No way, I had to drink it down with tears in my eyes.The medicinal wine was irritating like burning my throat. After drinking it, my voice was hoarse, and it sounded like I had caught a cold.

"Master, rest first, this disciple should go..."

I knew that the medicine was very effective, and I was anxious to leave, but the master held me back and said slowly: "Apprentice, we master and apprentice haven't had much heart-to-heart talk for so long. It's been a long night, let's talk about life."

If you do this again, I will have no future life!I was about to cry, and said in a crying voice: "Master, I am sleepy, I should sleep..."

The master said without hesitation: "Then let's spend the night here for the master. Tonight we will fall asleep."

I saw Master's figure becoming more and more disfigured. I would be so stupid if I still thought it was a coincidence. I plopped down on my knees and cried and admitted my mistake: "Master, I was wrong, please forgive me! I was just confused for a while. I will never dare again!..."

Master was about to speak, but accidentally found the book I hid under the bed. He casually flipped through a few pages, his face becoming more and more gloomy: "Who bought you the picture book?"

I was hesitant to betray my friend, but Master didn't ask, but stretched out his hand to me with a blank expression.His hand caressed the side of my face lightly. The coldness and hotness intersected, leaving a lasting touch. I felt my face was getting hotter. Master asked, "What's wrong?"

I said in a daze, "This disciple shouldn't...want to belittle Master...uh..." As I spoke, I almost curled up into a ball, unable to control the desire rising in my heart, and begged vaguely.

I don't know how long it took, and vaguely heard the master say coldly: "Since I know that I made a mistake, I will punish you to kneel here and make it yourself, and watch it for the teacher."

"Um... Master..."

"hurry up."

I can't help it, I can't hold it anymore, even if he doesn't force me, I will be driven crazy by this longing, and I can't wait to seek comfort.So I slowly unbuttoned my trouser pockets, and the straight penis immediately popped out, exposing it to the air.The night in Lixia is not too cold, but it is not too hot. I feel that the master is sitting by the bed, and the oppressive sight makes my breathing become more rapid.

Once I started, it was easy to continue. I moved up and down repeatedly, and the master just watched quietly, and told me from time to time: "Separate your legs a little bit." "Put your chest up."

The calm tone without a trace of anger made me feel even more ashamed, but my body's reaction ran counter to my will. I couldn't help but look up at Master's face, and I happened to meet his eyes... In an instant, I vented.

After the climax, I panted heavily and was so ashamed that I almost cried out, but I heard Master say calmly: "Continue."

"Woo, master..."

"I let you continue."

I had to touch the sensitive part of the top again, but after venting for a long time, there was no response for a long time. At this time, the master's hand came to my chest, and he gently twisted my breasts with his knuckles. He bent down and I was just right. Close to his ear, the effect of the love potion came up, and he was distracted for a while.

When he backed away, my body had reacted again, so I had no choice but to continue blaspheming myself with tears in my eyes, for fear of making Master even more angry.However, there will be another time after every time, until I am completely exhausted, the master bends down and hugs my waist, holds my penis with his slender fingers, and rubs the two empty penis with all his strength without mercy. The ball, I hardened again under the rough action.

This was repeated until the semen that leaked became sparse at last, and my consciousness was interrupted at some point, and I only remembered that I was crying and begging for mercy in the arms of Master.

The next day.

I hugged the pillow and cried, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The master blamed himself: "I was too rough, as a teacher, I didn't expect it to be like this."

I continued to cry: "Woooooooo..."

The master sighed: "But who knows that you can die after only six times?"

I continued to cry: "What do you mean it's only six times! Woooooo..."

The master suddenly got annoyed: "I'm so annoyed, don't cry! Do you think you asked for it?"

I cried, "I'm sorry Master, I know I was wrong, but what should I do in the future?"

The master said: "I will find a doctor for you..."

I said anxiously: "No! This matter cannot be made known to others. Master, I beg you, don't talk about it. I will definitely listen to Master's words in the future, woo woo woo..."

Master: "...Okay."

My master was indeed a sadist, I wiped away my tears with lingering fear, got dressed and went out, just in time to meet my senior brother who looked unhappy.Seeing me looking like I've been ravaged, he looked even more displeased. This time, he didn't even say hello, and walked away.

I ignored my brother, went back to the hall, and tidied away the props left yesterday. After tidying up for a while, I always felt that something was wrong. After thinking for a long time, I remembered that the glass of wine that I left out yesterday... was gone.

At this time, my master was calling the leader to the grove for a talk. My physical reaction was faster than my brain, and I chased after him, just in time to hear the leader showing weakness in an uncharacteristically low voice: "Okay, I gave you the book... leave it to me. Save face, don't slap your face."

I was about to ask Master to spare the leader, but Master asked in confusion, "Who is going to beat you?"

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I vaguely realized that something was wrong, so I quietly hid behind the tree, and listened to the master continue: "This time I won't bother with you, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."

Hierarch: "What?"

The master said: "Go and buy a few more copies, I want the master to suppress the apprentice."

Hierarch: "..."

I overheard: "..."

Master said: "There are these..." He said something in the ear of the leader, and the leader replied silently, "Your disciples have all these."

Master was silent, and I felt chills all over my body. He sneered, "Okay." The end of the words seemed to come out through gritted teeth.

I:"……"

Didn't you say you're not angry?