Together we trimmed the candle by the west window [Full text]

After dinner, Qiuyue sat idly with her maid for a while, thinking that Yulou wouldn't be back for a few more days. With a sigh, she prepared to wash up and go to bed when she heard a servant outside shout, "Master is back!" Qiuyue was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door. Sure enough, she saw Yulou striding towards her.

She personally helped Yulou wash his face and change his clothes. Just as she was about to ask someone to prepare dinner, he stopped her, saying, "I've already eaten outside. You should tidy up too, so we can talk."

After Qiuyue finished tidying up, lit two red candles, and sent the maid back to her room, she saw Yulou sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face. Still overjoyed, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yu Lou pulled her close and hugged her, whispering in her ear, "Have you thought about me?" His warm breath on her neck made her blush instantly. Yu Lou's hands were already inside her clothes, gently caressing her body. "I was supposed to have two more days, but I rushed back as fast as I could. How will you thank me?"

The bright red candles illuminated the room, creating a spring-like atmosphere. Qiu Yue's clothes had been stripped off by Yu Lou, leaving her only in her bodice and undergarments. She lay on the bed, letting Yu Lou's hands roam freely. Just as she was losing control, she heard him ask again, "Have you thought about me these past two weeks?"

"Yes,"

"Really?"

"Yes,"

"I don't believe it. I want to see."

"..."

"Turn around,"

Qiu Yue obediently turned and lay face down on the bed. Sure enough, Yu Lou's hand lifted her panties and touched her raised buttocks, pinching and squeezing them. Qiu Yue winced in pain, but dared not tense up, and could only try her best to relax her buttocks and legs. "Have you ever hit yourself when I'm not home?"

"No..."

"Really not?"

"Really not..."

A lump of flesh on her buttocks was suddenly pinched hard. "There are still marks on this. You still want to lie to me?" Yu Lou ignored Qiu Yue's twisting and pinched her buttocks a few more times, asking, "How many times did you hit yourself?" "

Once, once!" "

Really only once?"

"Really!"

"That's fine then. What about here?" Yu Lou's fingers touched between her legs, gently scraping at the entrance of her vulva. "Have you ever touched yourself here?"

"No, no! You said you weren't allowed!"

"Not bad, you still remember what I said," Yu Lou tickled her a few more times, making Qiu Yue tremble. "Remember, this is mine. Only I can touch it. I can make it cry or laugh, it's all my business. You can't do it yourself!"

Qiu Yue breathed heavily. After half a month of sleeping alone, she couldn't withstand Yu Lou's teasing. She was already wet, but she could only endure it. Although Yu Lou's words were teasing, his meaning was absolutely true and could not be disobeyed.

When Yu Lou first said these words, Qiu Yue didn't take them to heart. At that time, she was just experiencing the pleasure of love. Once, Yu Lou went out to talk business and didn't return for several days. Qiu Yue couldn't resist and secretly played with her fingers for a while while taking a bath at night. But she didn't know that Yu Lou would find out when he returned. He immediately frowned and whipped her buttocks hard with a horsewhip. No matter how much Qiu Yue cried and swore, he whipped her until her voice was hoarse before stopping.

Actually, it wasn't uncommon for couples to fight even more fiercely during play, but that particular beating was etched into Qiu Yue's memory. From beginning to end, Yu Lou offered neither sweet words nor constant tenderness or caresses.

Only after Qiu Yue had cried herself to exhaustion did Yu Lou hold her in his arms, patiently stroking her trembling body inch by inch, saying, "Since ancient times, the husband has been the head of the household, it's only natural. You are mine, and your joys and sorrows can only be given by me." His large, slightly rough hands, accustomed to wielding reins, gently caressed her soft skin. "Here, here, all of this is mine," he said, moving his hands up and down, finally sliding down her slender waist to between her legs. "Especially here, no one but me can touch you, do you understand? This body of yours, this tender skin, and these private parts, are all for serving me. You only need to make me comfortable and happy. As for whether you can enjoy it yourself, that's up to your man. If I tell you to endure it, you have to endure it. If I don't touch you, you won't..." "I can touch you, and I'll satisfy you when I'm happy. But if I think it's better for you to endure a few more days for my pleasure, then you'll have to obediently endure it for me. Don't think you can hide your desires from me by secretly satisfying them; your body won't lie." Later, when Yu Lou had some free time, he would spend the whole day at home with Qiu Yue. During the day, the two would be intimate and affectionate. At night, Yu Lou would strip her clothes off and rub her body wantonly, slapping her buttocks until they were hot and burning, while using various methods to arouse her to the point of continuous lust. However, whenever his penis became thick, red, and purple, he would directly put it into Qiu Yue's mouth, making her use her lips and tongue to serve her until she was aroused. As a result, Qiu Yue not only couldn't taste what she wanted, but Yu Lou's fingers also only played with the entrance of her vagina, never penetrating inside. After several days, Qiuyue felt as if she were being tormented by a burning fire. Her body was so sensitive that even the slightest touch from Yulou would send waves of tingling sensations through her. Even so, when Yulou wasn't around during the day, Qiuyue didn't dare to relieve herself. She was afraid that Yulou would notice something amiss afterward, and she knew that Yulou was deliberately tormenting her. She could only repeat Yulou's words in her mind over and over again, "If I think it's better for you to endure a few more days for my pleasure, then you have to obediently endure it for me." Thinking this, she even felt that this suffering was a kind of enjoyment. Whether it was the soreness and swelling of her skin from being beaten every night or the body that was suffering without getting any pleasure, it was all meant to serve Yulou. Therefore, when Yulou tormented her at night, she sucked and licked him even more diligently, only thinking about making Yulou happy, ignoring the fact that she herself was soaking wet. When Yulou finally mounted her, Qiuyue experienced a sweet pleasure she had never known before. All her previous days seemed wasted. Her legs involuntarily tensed, contracting involuntarily, causing Yulou to cry out in pleasure as he rode her freely. Qiuyue felt she would gladly die at any moment.

After that, Qiuyue never again engaged in such acts of pleasure. Whether Yulou intentionally tormented her or occasionally traveled far away, Qiuyue endured it all, as if that place no longer belonged to her. She constantly reminded herself that it belonged to Yulou, and only Yulou could touch it; her life and death were entirely up to Yulou. Fortunately, Yulou didn't restrict her from spanking her when she felt the urge, and often pinched the flesh on her buttocks, saying, "The flesh here is the thickest and most resilient, but it's also very stubborn. If you don't spank it for a few days, it forgets the taste of the whip, so you have to remind it from time to time." He also said, "The more often you spank a stubborn person, the more fun it is when you play with them. If you don't experience the pain for a while, you'll yell and scream before you've even been spanked, which is not fun."

Sometimes, when Yulou got into a rage, he would knead Qiuyue until she was limp and, as usual, make her orally ejaculate for him, and then give her... A leather whip, a thick bamboo strip, or a feather duster—she had to whip him in front of him, her buttocks sticking out high, the sound of the whipping clear and loud, her waist twisting gracefully. Sometimes, he would touch a certain spot and say she could only be hit there. Qiuyue had no choice but to put all her strength into the same spot again and again, until it was red, swollen, and then purple. She had to grit her teeth and keep whipping until Yulou was satisfied. He would press down on her burning buttocks and rush in, pinching her red and swollen flesh and calling out "Qiuyue, Qiuyue, Qiuyue..." over and over again. At that moment, she felt that no matter how much pain she suffered, it was all worthwhile.

The red candle on the table flickered twice and then went out. Qiuyue heard Yulou say, "It's time to trim the candle wicks." Turning around, she saw him pick up the scissors and move them a couple of times. The room immediately brightened up again. Yulou put down the scissors and took out a bamboo strip, about a foot long, an inch wide, and a finger thick, from a nearby cabinet. The bamboo strip had a warm luster from frequent use. As he handed it to Qiuyue, he smiled and instructed, "How did you do it when I wasn't home? Do it again for me to see."

Qiu Yue took the bamboo stick. Knowing that Yu Lou had been away for half a month, she knew he would have a good time on his first night back. Since she was used to him showing her his tricks, she didn't pretend to be shy or reluctant. After he sat on the bed and lowered the curtain, she turned her back and stuck her buttocks out high. Yu Lou lifted her undergarment, and the red candle shone through the gauze curtain, casting a halo on Qiu Yue's originally fair body. Qiu Yue supported herself on the bed with her left hand, trying to lower her waist and raise her buttocks. With her right hand, she picked up a bamboo stick and awkwardly struck her plump buttocks. The places where Yu Lou had pinched her hard earlier were still numb and painful. When the bamboo stick hit her, the pain exploded. Qiu Yue couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" and almost fell over. But thinking that Yu Lou was watching from behind, she could only force herself to maintain the position and slap her buttocks repeatedly.

Yu Lou listened to the distinctive slapping sound of the bamboo strips hitting the delicate skin, and while touching Qiu Yue's slightly trembling legs, said, "Harder, don't slack off."

Qiu Yue helplessly took a deep breath, and the bamboo strips fell harder than before, each strike leaving red marks on her rounded breasts in the flickering candlelight. Yu Lou's manhood also began to throb with each crisp sound. Qiu Yue hit hard for a while, but the pain became unbearable, so she stopped to catch her breath for a moment, then switched hands and continued hitting the other side of herself until the entire... Her buttocks were burning with pain, but she still gritted her teeth and gasped for breath, not daring to stop. By the time Yu Lou called for a stop, her buttocks were already in unbearable pain. Then, he pulled her body over and pressed her head against Yu Lou's lower abdomen. Qiu Yue knew what he meant, and with both hands, she held his thick, engorged penis with purple veins and skillfully put it into her mouth. She heard a long exhale from above her head as the huge penis pushed further into her mouth. Qiu Yue used her lips and tongue to wrap around it and lick it carefully, while turning to the side and trying her best to stick her buttocks up so that Yu Lou's hands could twist and knead along the raised ridge.

Yu Lou closed his eyes, enjoying the soothing comfort of her warm, moist lips and tongue. He kneaded Qiu Yue's buttocks like dough while thrusting in and out of her mouth. Yu Lou hadn't had any sex for half a month, and now waves of pleasure surged through his internal organs and rushed to his head. He couldn't help but let out two low growls, pressed Qiu Yue's head down, and thrust rapidly before suddenly pulling out, causing a stream of white fluid to gush out.

Qiu Yue used a hot water-soaked handkerchief to wipe Yu Lou clean, then leaned against him, her face flushed. Yu Lou then pulled something out to show her. "I got something good on this trip. Do you like it?" Qiu Yue was stunned. It was a jade carving of a male phallus, carved lifelike, but very small, less than half the length and thickness of Yu Lou. It had a penis attached to a red string. Because it was small and exquisite, it didn't seem obscene at all; instead, she found it unusually cute.

Yu Lou smiled at Qiu Yue, his hand reaching down to her crotch, feeling only a smooth, slippery sensation. "Little slut, are you so hungry? Have this to satisfy your craving first,"

he said, then had Qiu Yue lie on his lap and inserted the jade dildo into her, leaving only a section of red string hanging outside.

The small jade dildo, slightly cool, slid into her body, and her already itchy body trembled instantly. She didn't know whether to feel sorrow or joy, like someone who hadn't eaten for three days receiving only a bowl of thin porridge. If she didn't drink it, she would be terribly hungry, but once she drank it, she found herself even more thirsty than before. Comparing the two, it was torture either way.

Yu Lou gently tugged at the red rope, pulling the jade dildo out a little, only to have it immediately sucked back in by Qiu Yue. Yu Lou found this amusing, so he repeated the tug several times, each time pulling it out a little only to have it immediately sucked back in tightly. Occasionally, he would tease the entrance with his fingers, watching the bright red slit tremble as it opened and closed, the surrounding area appearing as if submerged in water, glowing with a rosy hue under the candlelight.

Qiu Yue's eyes were starry, her body flushed, and she incoherently called out "Good brother," "Dear brother," "You're asking for it!" while shaking her hips and twisting desperately, her legs sometimes clamping tightly together and rubbing against each other, sometimes opening again, hoping Yu Lou's hand could penetrate deeper. She heard Yu Lou teasing her in the ear, "Little slut, you've become so horny after just a few days," and she felt her bones and flesh go numb, as if cat claws were scratching her, her lower body itching so badly she wished Yu Lou would insert more fingers to tease her more thoroughly.

Yu Lou, however, only teased her for a while. Seeing that the marks from the earlier beating on her constantly swaying breasts had faded to mere specks, he patted her twice, picked up the bamboo stick, and said, "Lie down properly and stick your butt out."

Qiu Yue hurriedly lay down on the bed, assuming the previous position. The red rope between her legs was already soaked and stuck to her thighs. "You can't wait even a few days without a beating? These two pieces of filthy flesh are going to get a good beating today." Qiu Yue was originally a pampered young lady raised in seclusion. Miss, before your marriage, you were completely innocent about matters of love and sex. Yu Lou was also a well-known gentleman. After your marriage, Yu Lou treated Qiu Yue with great respect and consideration in public and private. However, he was a completely different person in bed, often uttering lewd words. At first, Qiu Yue felt very humiliated, wondering why her husband treated her like a courtesan. Unexpectedly, Yu Lou said, "The reason why courtesans are so attractive is because only the women there truly understand..." "It's a man's nature to lower himself and cater to others. What man in this world doesn't like a woman falling at his feet? I know you're a dignified and virtuous lady from a respectable family, but if you act like a lady in bed, what's the fun in that?" He continued, "Husbands and wives shouldn't be afraid of these things. If we don't say these lewd words, do you expect me to recite the Diamond Sutra in bed? If you feel wronged, just call me a lecherous scoundrel. I won't be angry. In fact, I'll be even happier."

Hearing his words comfort her, Qiu Yue felt seven or eight parts of her previous grievances had disappeared. Although she still couldn't bring herself to say things like "lecherous scoundrel," and occasionally when pushed to the limit, she would just call him "good brother." As time went on, the two became harmonious, and Yu Lou patiently guided her to slowly experience the pleasures of intimacy. She had become familiar with terms like "harlot" and "slut," and couldn't help but think that she was just like Yu Lou, only she hadn't known it before. Just look at those two fleshy buttocks; if you don't beat them for a few days, they feel tasteless. The harder and more painful the beating, the more satisfied you feel—isn't that just being a masochist?

From then on, whenever Qiuyue heard Yulou say things like that, she would get excited even before the whip fell.

Yulou looked at the plump, upturned buttocks in front of her and swung the bamboo strip, striking her repeatedly. After all, a man's strength is no match for a delicate woman's. Qiuyue trembled all over in pain. All the beatings she had received before combined were not as severe as these few. She couldn't help but want to cry out in pain, but then she remembered what Yulou often said: "If you shout and yell before you've even been beaten, you'll spoil the fun." So she swallowed the scream that was about to come out and only groaned softly.

Yu Lou couldn't stand her cries of "enduring yet unable to resist," a sound that seemed to convey both boundless pain and a sense of willing surrender. Just a few of those sounds were enough to make his own erection rise. He then swung the bamboo stick and gave her a good, satisfying beating. Hearing Qiu Yue's increasingly heavy breathing and watching her trembling, clenched buttocks in pain, the red welts on them bulging, his own groin hard and swollen, he pulled on the red rope between her legs, took out his jade dildo, and thrust himself inside.

Qiu Yue's buttocks felt like they were being slashed, pricked, and burned—a thousand tortures were inflicted upon her at once. She wished she could just faint. Suddenly, a hot, enormous object pierced her, causing her to scream. A lightning-fast pleasure instantly overwhelmed all the pain. Before Yu Lou could react, she couldn't help but thrust herself back forcefully.

Yu Lou knelt upright, letting Qiu Yue bite his penis and writhe and thrust against him. He continued to lash her buttocks with a bamboo stick. Qiu Yue, having endured all night, finally tasted the real pleasure. Now, she preferred to have her buttocks whipped raw rather than escape. Each time the blows hurt, she would desperately clench her muscles, gripping and grinding the penis inside her. This repeated itself until her entire buttocks felt burning hot, as if licked by flames. She couldn't describe the sensation—pain, numbness, tingling, pleasure, soreness, or swelling. Before she knew it, Yu Lou had gripped the soft flesh of her buttocks and began thrusting forcefully, repeatedly plunging in just before pulling out completely. Amidst the screams and groans filling the room, no one noticed the faint slapping sounds until the room suddenly went dark, revealing that the two red candles had burned out.

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