Addiction to SM 1V1 - Chapter 31: Just one last chance

Chen Yang did not tell Liang Yun that his trip to N City was not simply to teach her a lesson.
The reservation for that French restaurant wasn't originally intended for the two of them.
Just one last dance
before we say goodbye
when we sway and turn round and round and round
It's like the first time.
Just one more chance
hold me tight and keep me warm
cause the night is getting cold
and i dont know where i belong
Just one last dance...
The familiar music seemed to be playing in my ears again.
Ten years ago, Chen Yang was a medical student, young, handsome, and exceptionally intelligent.
His mentor was Yanqing, a smart, beautiful, and charming female professor. She had completed her studies at a prestigious overseas university in her early twenties and was promoted to professor and graduate advisor by the age of 30. Beauty and intelligence were perfectly combined in her.
She valued Chen Yang highly and often gave him opportunities to participate in some of her top research projects. Naturally, the two of them spent more time alone together than other teachers and students.
At that time, Chen Yang was full of youthful hormones. When he faced the beautiful and mature Yan Qing, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart. However, he was always condemned by his heart and reminded himself that the woman in front of him was noble and could not be defiled.
One late autumn afternoon, he went to his supervisor's office as usual to report on the progress of his research project.
Yanqing's office always retains the faint fragrance of fresh flowers and plants.
She told her students that women, no matter what age they are, should always remind themselves to maintain their elegance.
The warm afternoon sun shone through the tinted glass windows, and Yanqing reclined lazily in her office chair, her bare feet resting on a stack of books beside her. Her little toes, encased in stockings, were gently curled, like buds about to bloom. Their owner, however, was peacefully asleep.
Seeing this, Chen Yang planned to put the documents on the table and leave quietly, but upon hearing the sound of the computer fan, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the screen.
That glance left him utterly stunned. The woman on the screen, wearing sexy, revealing lingerie and a pet collar, was caressing her private parts.
Although he didn't show his face, Chen Yang recognized him at a glance as Yan Qing, his respected and admired mentor.
His inner confusion and struggle made him turn around in shock to look at the teacher on the chair, only to find that she had woken up, tears in her eyes, and suddenly knelt in front of him, begging him not to tell anyone.
Before leaving, Chen Yang told her, "Teacher, I didn't see anything. I won't tell anyone. Please believe me."
That evening in his dormitory, Chen Yang received a call from Yan Qing.
On the phone, she had regained her usual composure and gently told him the name of a French restaurant, saying she would treat him to dinner there that evening.
Chen Yang originally thought that she would have to sign a guarantee herself, or choose another tutor.
Instead of a guarantee of "don't ask, don't tell," Yanqing brought a master-slave agreement.
She told Chen Yang everything about herself—an unfortunate woman in a happy life, a woman who faces fate alone, enduring and struggling bitterly.
Yanqing grew up in a wealthy family and was a model student and an exemplary student in the eyes of her teachers. She went from a top-tier high school to a prestigious university in China, and at a young age completed her doctoral degree at an overseas research institute before returning to teach at this medical school.
However, behind their seemingly happy life lay a marriage in name only, where her parents were not truly united. As a child, she witnessed her parents each taking their own partners into separate bedrooms, each doing their own thing. She was left in the living room, covering her ears to escape the alluring yet terrifying sounds.
In public, she appears pure and well-behaved, but in private, she had already learned to masturbate during puberty.
Yanqing's college boyfriend was the first classmate to discover her secret, thus seizing her lifeline and gradually dragging her into a deep abyss from which there was no turning back, while also developing the servile potential hidden within her.
Yanqing gradually became addicted to the feeling of being controlled and used; the more degraded and humiliated she became, the more excited she became.
The passion of her youth didn't last. After returning from overseas, Yanqing, through her family's introduction, married a quiet man of similar social standing. Their weekly sexual encounters felt more like a work-related obligation, completely lacking the fervor of newlyweds.
A year later, she became pregnant. During her nine months of pregnancy, her husband's estrangement became increasingly obvious, until one day Yanqing caught him in the act: it wasn't that he didn't love her, but that he didn't love any woman.
She met with her husband and his partner and had an open and honest conversation. The man's parents were very traditional. Although they found it hard to accept that their son was gay, they found it even harder to accept the fact that they had no offspring. Therefore, Yanqing became a mere tool for continuing the family line.
They treated Yanqing and her child very well, tacitly accepting the reality that she and her son lived separate lives, and even used their social status and interpersonal relationships to ensure Yanqing's rapid rise in rank.
That day, Sarah Connor's "Just One Last Dance" was playing in the restaurant.
Yanqing looked at Chen Yang with an almost pleading expression.
She said that she first noticed Chen Yang when he criticized a lower-grade girl who had made a mistake in her work in the corridor after a student council meeting.
His stern intimidation seemed to be magnified infinitely under a magnifying glass, captivating her and even making her wish she could become that little girl standing by the wall, head bowed, wiping away tears as she was scolded.
"Do you know how envious and jealous I was when I secretly saw you scolding that girl and then gently comforting her from the office door?" she said to Chen Yang.
From that day on, Yanqing became Chen Yang's mentor in another field.
She taught him that a submissive's voluntary humility, pitifulness, and depravity are actually an explosive rebellion against a repressive life, a noble glimmer of the soul. And this rebellion, this nobility, requires a sufficiently strong dominant to shoulder the responsibility of the entire world for her.
Peel away her feigned nonchalance layer by layer, touch the softest part of her heart, and tell her that even if the world abandons her, she can still safely hide behind you, kneeling, but with her head held high.
In the rain, you stand in front of her, shielding her from the rain. She can see your back, watch the raindrops shatter on your shoulder, splash onto her face, splash into her mouth, and still taste sweet.

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