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This is a small room.There is a small lamp on the roof that is specially made to have a dilapidated effect. The dark yellow light is cast weakly, leaving many dark corners that cannot be touched by the light.There were no windows in the room, and the door was closed.The furniture is all black metal, and the floor is also metallic gray.Everything is creating a secret and cold atmosphere, like a cornered confinement room.

The four walls of the room are occupied by tall and stately black cabinets.There are all kinds of sexual instruments of torture in these cabinets.There are many varieties and professional classification. There are more than [-] kinds of whips alone.

There is also a four-poster bed, which is not an ordinary bed. There are restraint frames that can move flexibly on the four bedposts.There is also a metal hook hanging from the zenith above the bed, which is used to hang various ropes or props.

Not far from the bed stood a torture frame, also black metal, with a simple and cold shape, with many thorns like thorns on the back, and the effect of peeling paint on the front, which made people think of the smell of rust or blood at a glance. Like really used to torture many people to death.

Now, from the direction of the torture rack, there were clear and crisp whipping sounds, again and again without stopping.Every time the whip fell, it was accompanied by a man's short moan, mixed with hot and humid gasps.It didn't sound like a simple pain, but a great pleasure felt in the thrashing.

That was Ivano, around 25 at the time.He knelt on the ground naked, with his hands tied on both sides of the rack.A lot of welts have been left on the body, each one is professional, and it is red and swollen.Blindfolded, with a black metal mask on his mouth—it was custom-made for him to fit his face—the gag on the mask blocked his mouth, making him only moan indistinctly. way to speak.

This is a little hobby of Ivano.He comes here when he needs to relieve stress.

His conqueror—as the club called his abuser—was a middle-aged man with a stern face.His temples are gray and his body is tall and strong.

According to Ivano's request, every time he saw him, the conqueror had his hair combed straight, and he wore a white shirt, black suit and vest, and a golden-brown floral tie.Looks tough and inviolable.The Conqueror holds an M6 whip in his hand. M stands for leaving marks on the body, and 6 is pain.Ivano's preference is moderate to high pain.

The link they're working on is "punishment."It’s not really that they made any mistakes—they are rich and powerful people who can come to this club, and it’s not their turn to punish them if they really make mistakes—it’s just that they want to find a reason to tie the guests to the rack, yes They do humiliation and whipping that excites them.There are many forms of punishment, and the one prepared for Ivano today is the whip.

The whip fell again, hitting Ivano firmly on the left chest.A moan leaked from his throat, and his lower body slowly stiffened.

"Hmph, bitch." The Conqueror sneered, his voice deep and mellow, and he was very popular among "uncle lovers".He lifted Ivano's chin irresistibly with the whip and took off his blindfold.

"look at me."

Ivano raised his eyes and looked resignedly at his conqueror.

"Do you know what crime you just committed?"

Under the stern questioning of the conqueror, Ivano shook his head.

The conqueror looked even colder, and asked condescendingly, "Do I agree with you?"

Ivano couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head again.

"But you reacted." The majestic voice said, "This lewd body must be punished more. You have to pay the price for your lewdness."

He walked unhurriedly to the cabinet, and the leather shoes made a cold and hard sound on the ground, symbolizing power and control.He deliberately picked slowly, and finally changed to a pair of soft metal whips with weak currents, and walked behind Ivano.

The whip fell on his back without warning.Ivano straightened his body, his arms tensed in struggle.The Conqueror glanced at it, but his guest did not make a safe gesture, which meant he could go on.He "punished" Ivano well with this electric whip, which was one level more painful than before, humiliating him with words while whipping, leaving red and swollen welts all over his back and buttocks .

During the punishment process, Ivano's lower body was always hard, even dripping sticky silver threads.

The whipping was over again, and the conqueror hung up the electric whip and walked to Ivano.He looked down at his regular customer coldly, thinking of something else for a moment.

This guest has been coming almost every month for two consecutive years, sometimes several times a month.He seemed very pleased with him and called him out for service every time.But never said a word of nonsense to him.What's even more concerning is that for two consecutive years, this customer ordered only one service—punishment.He does not ask for sex, or even any sexual services.He just asks to be punished.

He got an erection and even an orgasm in the punishment.At that time, he seemed to be completely immersed in lust, and every tense muscle was full of the beauty of being abused.

Once the punishment was over, however, he would get back dressed and walk away, fully clothed, with no communication—not even eye contact—with him.

For two full years, any attempt by the conqueror to moderate the atmosphere was ignored.

Now, he had an inexplicable impulse towards this man who was firmly bound and unable to resist.It may be to tease him, or really want to do further service for him, depending on his reaction.He knew it was against the rules, but he had tried it many times, and when the guests got a taste of it, they couldn't bother to blame him for crossing the line.

There was a hint of ambiguity in the conqueror's stern eyes, and he decided to turn his impulse into action.Lifting his foot, the cold toe lifted Ivano's penis which was hard forward.

The other party's reaction was unexpectedly intense.The moment the conqueror's feet touched his genitals, Ivano suddenly struggled, his eyes became angry, as if he had been touched into a forbidden place.His bound hands made the sign of the number three, a gesture of safety in their bound condition, and the conqueror should immediately stop any movement when he sees this sign.

Continuing to look condescendingly at his guest, the conqueror put his feet down.

He squatted down and was at Ivano's level.Lifting his chin: "Why, can't you touch it?"

Ivano's eyes turned cold, he broke away from his hand, and used his chin to show him the safety gesture of his right hand.

The Conqueror stared at him intently, visibly hesitating, but finally decided to proceed.

"Do you want to disobey me?" He said in a deep voice, and slowly took off his right glove, "It seems that I want to give you a new punishment for your ignorance." He gently wiped the whip marks with the back of his finger, Going down slowly, it reached Ivano's crotch.

Ivano realized what he was going to do, struggled violently, and glared at him angrily.He didn't ask for sex' services, and according to the regulations, they couldn't touch the customer's sex' organs at all.

He hates people touching his genitals.

Especially this person can't!

This, the man who looked like his father, dressed like his father, and whipped him like his father.He can't stand him touching sex' organs!

This anger was so intense that few had the chance to see it in him.However, all struggles under bondage are as powerless as flirting.The opponent's hand not only touched there, but held it.Ivano's whole body tensed up, his breathing became extremely rapid, his pupils shrank, and he stared viciously at the conqueror who dared to offend him.

"Are you so afraid? You are shaking," said the Conqueror. "I will let you experience unforgettable joy. This is the punishment you deserve."

Ivano was indeed trembling, and his eyes were red and fierce.

The opponent's technique is superb, and the whole process is considered smooth.Not long after, Ivano frowned and shot in his hand.

The conqueror unchained him.Ivano gasped and knelt on the ground, his shoulders still trembling.He took off his mask and threw it on the ground, staring at the ground for a few seconds before standing up.

He made no comment on the conqueror's transgression, and went straight to the clothes he had put on the bed.

The conqueror put away his majestic appearance after finishing his service.He looked at the semen on his hand thoughtfully, thinking of Ivano's reaction, and looked at his back worriedly.

"I'm sorry for what I did just now." He was a little afraid of Ivano complaining to the boss, and explained cautiously, "I'm a little... forgetting myself." He said sincerely, "As compensation, I will give you free services next time, Is this okay?"

Ivano put on a clean shirt to cover up the welts all over his body.Buttons are fastened one by one until the top one.Lifting his stiff collar, he turned back into that gentle gentleman.

He put on all his clothes leisurely in front of the mirror, finally looked up and tightened his tie.He turned blankly and walked towards the door.

"So, won't you say yes to the boss?" the conqueror asked hesitantly.Upon hearing these words, Ivano stopped in his tracks.

Seeing that he finally reacted, the conqueror relaxed a little.It's the same experience as ever, clients always claim they don't need sex, only to let it go.Of course this is a bit risky, but who can deny that man is a lust animal.

Thinking of the upcoming increase in income, he even had a smile on his face, and added in a professional tone: "Next time you come, please tell me your needs, and I will meet any needs." Subtly put the emphasis on "any "superior.

Ivano turned around, and the smile on the conqueror's face disappeared.He saw the gun.

Ivano shot the conqueror in the head, and blood burst like a fountain.There was no wave in his eyes, he put away his gun and left the room.

The door slowly closed behind him, and it clicked shut.

When Ivano woke up this time, he felt extremely tired.He didn't know how he'd dreamed about that.It may be that Shane's behavior yesterday inspired his unpleasant memories.He glanced at the terminal and slept less than four hours.The touch of the human hand in the dream seems to be still on the body, which is disgusting and unforgivable.

He swallowed hard, feeling nauseous.He glanced at the time again.This time he restrained his mind and listened carefully outside.

Within a few minutes, there was a sound from outside the bedroom, and it was a housekeeping robot that came in to set up breakfast.

it is as expected.It was eight o'clock in the morning when the housekeeping robot came over yesterday.At this time, the door will open, which is his only chance to leave the suite.

Knowing this is not enough.To get from the third floor where he is to the first floor, he can only go through the elevator. Without the identity verification of the elevator, he can only be trapped on the third floor.But he took note of the rule.

On this day, he was forced to have another memory implant, and lost about a year of memory again.

He could feel that one day he would not be able to tell the difference between the implanted memory and the real memory.But now he is still trying to distinguish and organize them.

The memory this time is continuous with the last time.He remembered... No, he knew something about Fernand and Sean.something pleasant or unpleasant.Whether he wanted it or not, the memories invaded him, compelled to appear in his mind.

He didn't know how he should treat Shane after what happened yesterday.One can only hope that the lunatic is more normal.

Give him a little more time, there is always a chance to go out.