Enjoy the pleasure of both dominating and being dominated.

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She was beautiful, like a delicate, budding rose. Her
aloof and indifferent demeanor, rather than a thorn protecting her, felt like a form of self-imprisonment, concealing the true emotions within her soul, preventing others from prying into her depths. However, by chance, I discovered her secret, as if I had manipulated the tender thorns of a green shoot, plucking this flower radiating youth.
Wang Meng was her name.
I'd long forgotten how many times we'd met in private; it was a tacit understanding we shared during our days off. Our
communication, through mobile messaging apps, resonated deeply. She would naturally ditch her boyfriend, while I, concealing it from my wife, would arrange to meet at her suite or a random hotel for our favorite SM games. Relaxation, liberation, shedding the shackles of reality, enjoying the pleasure of dominating and being dominated, extinguishing the invisible yet ever-present emptiness in our hearts.
That day, we agreed to relax in the afternoon, meeting at a hotel near her workplace. Therefore, I arrived at our destination later than she did.
"Qiu, long time no see!"
she greeted me as I entered, her expression joyful and excited. The key in my hand was one she had deliberately left at the counter, so I could come in anytime, anywhere.
I returned the same smile, gazing at Mengmeng, who was relaxing on the sofa inside.
She wore a company suit—a light gray striped shirt and a matching pencil skirt—that hugged her increasingly mature and alluring figure, outlining a captivating curve that stirred any man's desire.
My mind couldn't help but drift to the changes she had undergone these past few days, both mentally and physically. From the initial nervousness of our first meeting to the familiar ease she exuded now, her delicate and innocent body, nurtured by me over a long period, had become something that radiated an alluring charm with every gesture.
This, in turn, highlighted her original beauty, making her current boyfriend pursue her relentlessly. Their relationship was very pleasant, yet there was still a slight imperfection.
Yes! Her boyfriend was unaware of her hidden nature.
As I entered and locked the door, she rose and walked towards the entryway. From the lack of visible fabric, I could clearly see she wasn't wearing any underwear, and the black high heels accentuated her long, beautiful legs, conveying both a professional woman and a unique sense of sensuality.
...A wonderful masochistic outfit; I liked it.
"So eager..." I maintained my composure, as calm as a still lake. I put down my briefcase, bent down to take off my shoes, then removed my suit jacket, hanging it on the hidden wardrobe rack to the left. Loosening my tie at the collar of my shirt, I let myself breathe, smoothly relaxing my tense self, and calmly looked at her, asking, "...Missed me, huh?" I deeply suppressed my growing desire, which spread like ripples throughout my body. Her casual greeting was surprisingly low and cold, even to myself.
"Yes," she answered briefly, "I missed you so much."
Mengmeng lowered her chin slightly, and her bright eyes shone with a captivating and hungry light, filled with joy and shyness, shedding her usual pretense, wavering between reason and debauchery.
"Hmm, kneel down."
Direct and to the point, unlike her usual tenderness or inquiries, I gave a direct command, a novel kind of sadism. Mengmeng was inevitably embarrassed, but her legs still went weak, and she knelt directly in front of me without hesitation.
Thump!
The sound of her knees hitting the floor was decisive and forceful.
"From now on, without my permission, you can only crawl." I gave my second command, "Hmm, come with me." "Yes." I silently entered the room, and she crawled after me. Her timid and awkward movements were perhaps due to the unfamiliarity of not having been trained for so long, or perhaps this appearance made her feel somewhat humiliated.
...Indeed, I rarely asked her to crawl like a dog; today was an exception.
Perhaps it was the outfit of an OL that suited this command. Looking back at her swaying hips as she moved forward, it outlined a strange sense of identity slowly shifting, converging into an unseen yet perceptible lewdness in the room.
Sitting on the sofa where she had just rested, the faint warmth and fragrance of her body had not yet dissipated. I habitually crossed my legs, watching Mengmeng crawl towards me obediently like a dog, and casually hooked my toe up.
"Mmm..." she gasped softly, caught off guard.
Without hindrance, the instep of my foot lifted her chin.
Instantly, her face flushed red, as if a strong sense of humiliation was climbing up her nerves. Her heart was churning, her blood was rushing everywhere, and even her skin flushed pink.
"Oh." I raised an eyebrow, "You're missing your glasses."
I took the glasses she had placed on the round table to the right of the sofa, grasped the bridge of her nose, and gently put them on for her. Then, as if the last piece of a puzzle had been set, a strong sense of déjà vu was created.
The next second, we were speechless, our eyes meeting... I, with my slightly sinister and condescending air, and Mengmeng, on all fours, her head held high by my toes, created a clearly sadistic and erotic scene.
The brief silence gave way to a settling of infatuation, a growing restlessness, and a subtle, stimulating excitement. I also noticed her bag on the left side of the sofa; the zipper was half-open, revealing masochistic toys inside, in addition to her usual items.
Clatter! Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!
The crisp sounds of the toys falling to the ground echoed as they fell freely in front of her, each one a strange, melodious glow. Mengmeng, forced to look up, had flushed hot cheeks, beads of sweat glistening on her lips.
I lifted my foot from her chin, half-kneeling in front of Meng, picked up one of the things on the ground with my right hand, and patted her burning cheek with the tip, asking, "Tell me, what is this?" "A string of beads..." she answered shyly, sticking out her tongue and winking mischievously at me. Her
playful behavior made my eyes light up, pleased with her intelligence, and I asked again, "Is it for playing with where you are?" "Hmm... it's Mengmeng's anus." "No, it's your lewd asshole." I pinched her beautiful face with my left hand, forcing her to open her cherry mouth, and slid the beads through her tongue into her mouth, so that the round balls at the tip touched the tip of her tongue, "Like this, insert them one by one into your asshole." In, out, I smeared the beads, which I usually used to discipline her anus, with Mengmeng's saliva.
"Tell me, where are these beads used to play with slutty Mengmeng?"
A somewhat cold, stern, and unyielding question rang out again.
"So cute, so... slutty, so wanton asshole..." she replied submissively, a surprisingly satisfying answer.
In an instant, a strong excitement surged within me, a hunger to abuse and defile this beauty, controlling me to put down the beaded table and replace it with another toy.
"And this one?"
"A... vibrating egg, to abuse Mengmeng's clitoris..."
"And this one?" I replaced it with a third toy.
"A blindfold." Her tone grew increasingly shameful, "so Mengmeng can't see, and then I can show her the most despicable side in front of Qiu..." "Finally, what's this new one?" The increasingly oppressive questions and answers were a rhythm I deliberately controlled. I held the electric dildo upright between us, implying that this was the tool I had specially prepared for this afternoon.
"An electric... vibrator..." she trembled and gasped involuntarily, "...for Qiu, to fuck... fuck, for Mengmeng's slutty cunt... even if it gets broken, it's okay..." Her face flushed, she seemed unable to believe she could utter such a shameless request. It seems that when they are in front of me, their promiscuity is exposed, and even if they want to hide it, they can't help but say it.
"Want me to play with you?" I pressed the dildo against her nose, making her nostrils flare upwards. "You don't mind being my personal bitch?" "Yes, I trust you." Her beautiful yet humiliated face flushed crimson, but her adorable eyes remained unchanged. She knew my limits, so she trusted me unconditionally, promising her ultimate pleasure.
...Hehe, a smile crept onto my lips.
I put the dildo back on the floor, got up, and went to the dressing mirror by the bed. I pulled up the wooden chair with a backrest and placed it next to the French windows offering a view. After
straightening the chair, I turned to Mengmeng, who was still kneeling in front of the sofa, and said,
"Pick up your new toy with your mouth and crawl over here slowly."
"Yes."
I have to admit, watching Mengmeng pick up the electric dildo like a dog was quite arousing. Even if her body wasn't as voluptuous as an adult film actress's, this genuine, coy, and irresistibly alluring charm possessed a potent aphrodisiac power, irresistible to anyone.
Not to mention, her cherry-like mouth was diligently biting the sex toy. Her pink lips, glistening with saliva, overflowed from the corners of her mouth, highlighting her taut muscles, a picture of complete absorption.
Then, she obediently crawled towards me, daring not to resist, her movements increasingly skillful, her limbs revealing the allure of her body before me.
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
Hands on the ground, kneeling, head tilted back, she stared at me, awaiting my next move. Her face, biting the dildo, was slightly contorted, saliva dripping from her chin. Her beautiful breasts swayed naturally with her breath, forming a full shape, further enhancing the obscene effect of her uniform.
"Sit on the chair," I instructed. "No, sit with your back to the window." "Mmm," she responded muffledly.
Without my permission, she obediently bit the dildo, stiffly straddling the chair. Her hands gripped the back of the chair, her buttocks raised, her legs naturally placed at her sides, revealing the curves of her slender back.
Thin beads of sweat sprouted on her forehead, seemingly from intense physical excitement far exceeding the room's air conditioning and the dildo in her mouth, causing her to breathe rapidly and exhale incessantly through her nose.
I pulled the toy out of Mengmeng's mouth and casually tossed it to the floor. I removed the tie from her neck, bound her wrists, leaving marks of pressure, and then fastened it to the wooden chair, preventing her escape.
"Nervous?" I asked.
"No..." She looked at me hazily, her wrists twisting slightly as she felt the stimulation of being restrained. "...I, I...I'm wet..." "Hmm, you're feeling it, aren't you?" I placed my hand on her back, tracing patterns on her cotton shirt. My fingertips savored her soft, supple skin, continuing to tease her desire. I relentlessly pushed her innate love of being disciplined.
"Mmm..." A soft, long moan escaped my lips as I moved down her spine to her buttocks.
The short skirt that hugged her shapely bottom accentuated her full, rounded form, making her look like a ripe peach in this position. A few glistening drops of liquid had already dripped from the chair, carrying her unique, rich scent.
"Qiu, Qiu...don't do this..." Mengmeng pleaded softly.
Because my fingers had already reached the edge of her skirt, my thumb and middle finger pinching the hem, slowly lifting it upwards. Revealing the true face of her pink, smooth buttocks.
Hiss!
Her milky-white buttocks, finally freed from the constraints of her tight skirt, were perfectly presented before me.
The silent allure of her full, plump buttocks was a testament to the freshness of the air. Without the restraint of underwear, her pores glowed with a pinkish hue. Then, the air conditioning in the room tightened around her skin, causing her beautiful buttocks to tremble slightly.
"Mmm..." Mengmeng moaned softly, almost inaudibly.
I could hear the excitement in her voice; even without seeing her expression, I knew it was filled with anticipation, fear, excitement, and longing… a complex fusion of emotions, like a flower about to bloom, bursting forth in its most radiant moment.
Turning around, I slowly pulled back the blackout curtains of the French windows, letting the bright sunlight, slightly refracted by the mirror, project onto Mengmeng's beautiful back, creating a unique and alluring image.
A masochistic OL under the sunlight—it was incredibly seductive!
Her right hand was gently raised in the air, her breath adjusting her emotions. Gazing at her trembling body, seemingly sensing my reaction behind her, she exuded the same agonizing fear of being whipped at any moment, making her breath quicken.
*Smack!*
A crescent-shaped slap landed heavily on her buttocks. A startled cry of pain made Mengmeng curl her buttocks, instinctively crying out,
"Ah!"
She raised her head resentfully, only to find a second slap about to fall.
*Whoosh—Smack!*
A trembling sound erupted. Her pristine white buttocks were now smeared with bright red paint. The marks suddenly appeared on her skin, seemingly burning with pain.
At the same time, a sob escaped her lips:
"Ooh, it hurts!"
It wasn't so much the pain in her buttocks, but a numbing, itchy discomfort that gnawed at her very soul. Her breaths, like sobs, carried a strong sense of pleasure, especially on the chair beneath her, where overflowing spring water gushed out like a sprinkler, plump drops of juice gradually gathering into pools.
Yes, her honeyed hole, now blooming from the beating, exuded a rich fragrance!
"Qiu... spare me, stop hitting me..."
She dared not struggle, only able to humbly beg for mercy, though her body reacted with a mixture of excitement and discomfort. Red goosebumps rose all over her body, her delicate movements weak, the marks left by my palm adding to her beauty.
"You're already begging for mercy?" My fingertips gently scraped her buttocks, sliding down to her cleft, teasing the two secret spots within her valley. "This is just the beginning." Her anus, after my long period of training, became moist and glistened with fluid under the simple caresses. I happily circled her chrysanthemum.
"Oh, mmm..."
The sensitive rear brought intense stimulation; even with her lips pursed, she couldn't resist the surging pleasure.
"Is it comfortable?"
"Yes, oh... mmm... so exciting..."
"The more stimulating part isn't here." My fingertips withdrew, the pleasure ended, and she groaned, still wanting more. I pulled back the second layer of sheer curtains on the French windows, saying with ill intent, "Feel the heat of the sun, huh? The windows are completely transparent now. If anyone looks over, they'll see what this slutty girl looks like right now..." I spoke slowly, enunciating each word carefully, guiding her desires deeper with my words.
The unusual pleasure of exposure assaulted her senses, causing her to arch her back, raising her buttocks even higher.
"Your asshole and cunt are starting to contract..."
I bent down to pick up the beads and dildo from the floor. The pale purple beads, slightly translucent in the sunlight, were quickly aimed at Mengmeng's anus, and without a word, slowly slid in.
"Oh... ooh!"
One, two, three beads, and soon she reached her usual limit. However, I used a little more force, inserting the fourth bead. Of course, this sudden force caused her to cry out in addition to moaning:
"No, it hurts...don't..."
"Really don't want to?" I started thrusting in and out of the beads inside her rectum, replacing the pain with pleasure. "Look, even her anus is starting to squirt." A smell different from vaginal fluid also filled the air. It was a clear, sticky liquid with a slight anal odor.
This was the biggest achievement I'd gained from training Mengmeng all this time—
her anus could squirt, even squirt.
Plop plop! Plop plop! Plop plop! Plop plop!
The obscene sounds produced by the stirring played out rapidly as I manipulated her. Along with it, the spring water from her honeypot overflowed.
"Ugh...oh ah...uh..."
Mengmeng's moans grew louder and louder in sync with my movements.
"So good, huh?" I continued to tease her, while my other hand joined the fray, inserting the newly bought electric dildo into her without hesitation, just as she had initially requested.
Yes, both holes were filled with the dildo, in such a masochistic posture.
"Ugh!" she cried out in disbelief.
It was easier than I'd imagined. After all, for Mengmeng, being penetrated in both holes simultaneously was a first for her. I'd thought she'd need more stimulation and foreplay to penetrate smoothly.
She lifted her head, the tie binding her hands tightening. Her back arched even higher, as if this would allow the toys in both holes to penetrate deeper.
"Qiu, oh... God..."
Her ambiguous moans only fueled my masochistic desires. I played with the two toys up and down, starting to piston-like movements at different rhythms. Alternating, thrusting in and out simultaneously, fast thrusting, slow pushing—it quickly made Mengmeng's moans increasingly pleasurable.
"Oh...uh...ah...uh...uh..."
The unrestrained moans felt like a completely new kind of stimulation. Seeing Mengmeng squirt from both holes at the same time was a first for me.
"Ugh... Oh... Mmm..."
Her entire buttocks, even the wooden chair, were covered in Mengmeng's juices, completely engulfed in a wild state of arousal. She twisted her waist, swayed her hips, and followed my movements, enjoying this exquisite pleasure.
Then, I turned on the dildo and pushed it to its maximum.
Buzz buzz buzz—
instantly, Mengmeng became even more frenzied, experiencing a new world of stimulation under the motor's operation. At the same time, I stopped playing with the beads, watching the merciless movements of the toy inside her vagina, causing both of my penises to tremble incessantly.
"Ah... Oh... Mmm... So good... God! I'm about to die from pleasure..." Mengmeng on the chair was completely incoherent, only writhing and moaning, filling the entire room with her lewd cries.
Then, I took the footstool from the entryway and came to her, admiring her wanton and depraved appearance, driven by desire. I stepped onto the stool, unzipped my pants, pulled out my penis, and said,
"Feels good, doesn't it? You little slut, want more?"
I leaned closer, my penis almost touching her face. She slowly opened her mouth, taking my penis in.
"Ah..." I groaned comfortably.
The oral service was more exquisite than ever before; the pleasure was indescribable. Especially the vibrations from her two holes working together; besides feeling the warmth and softness, there was also a subtle tingling sensation.
"Gulp... gurgle... oh... oh oh..." she mumbled, swallowing my penis greedily.
I held her head, thrusting in hard again and again, watching her struggle to swallow, her dry cough like vomiting, and her flushed, labored expression—all of it was captured in my eyes. *
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!*
The slaps of my hip against her face sent a thrilling sensation through Mengmeng, as she experienced the pleasure of having her three orifices played with. As her eyes rolled back, whether from orgasm or dizziness, I pulled out my penis and ejaculated thick semen all over her face.
Finally, with her face covered in semen and bound, I forced her to orgasm several more times with the sex toys before letting her go… The pleasurable afternoon finally ended with this lewd game.
Afterwards, we took a relaxing bath together, and I thoroughly cleaned Mengmeng before reluctantly parting.
"Qiu, thank you."
At the hotel entrance, she maintained her usual rational expression, a satisfied smile on her lips.
"Yeah, you're welcome." I gave her a deep hug. "See you next time you're on vacation." "Yes."

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