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"No, please don't..."

Looking at the trembling, bound body before him, a rampant urge surged within him. Hearing the boy's trembling pleas, the urge grew stronger and stronger. A slight smile played on his lips as he tightened his grip on the SM-specific whip, raised his hand, and lashed out with a sharp lash. A red welt immediately appeared on the snow-white body, accompanied by the beautiful moans—truly a beautiful melody! His

rampant desire continued to rise, his hand lashing out relentlessly. He couldn't let such a beautiful melody stop... "Please... ah... please... stop... stop... ah..." Hearing the sweet pleas, his hands didn't stop moving. "Snap, snap," a few more red welts appeared on the snow-white body. Haha, the specialized whip was different; no matter how much he hit, it wouldn't tear the skin. However, the repetitive, monotonous lashing got boring after a while. The pleas, though beautiful, were inevitably a bit monotonous. He needed something more exciting.

He placed the whip into a bucket filled with the liquid, then picked up a glass bottle—this was top-quality stuff, he thought, "don't waste it!" He pulled the stopper and poured the entire bottle of liquid down his chest. The man, who had been obliviously breathing, immediately let out an unbearable groan. As more liquid was poured in, the groans became increasingly uncontrollable—truly melodious! He carefully soaked every inch of his skin below the chest. Good, this time there was still about 200 milliliters left.

"How do you feel now? Comfortable, right?"

"No… water…" he stammered, his body twisting as if trying to do something or escape something.

"No rush, this is just the beginning. Savor the taste of this chili water for now. In five more minutes, the main course will begin. Hehe, you're looking forward to it, aren't you!" He interpreted his fearful expression as anticipation, watching him endure the burning pain and imagining the unknown agony—it was quite a pleasure!

"These five minutes have felt so long, and now only a minute has passed. Let me tell you about the next part of the program; I'm sure you'll love it." Looking at his expression of enduring pain and fear, I excitedly introduced it to him: "Do you know what's in the bucket? That's the best I've prepared especially for you—a super potent aphrodisiac! It took me a lot of time to develop this, and you're the first to use it. Aren't you happy? Hey, don't look at me with such gratitude. Just give me an honest reaction and let your body tell me how it works. Ah? You can't wait? Okay, okay, the timing is perfect. You can finally try it. So exciting, right?" What a beautiful look! Fear, pleading, and pain intertwined, like a powerful stimulant stimulating my brain—it was so wonderful.

I picked up the soaked whip and, without warning, lashed it across his chest. The sound echoed in the room.

"Ah..." A groan rang out perfectly in sync. Ah, the sync was too perfect. Excitement kept surging through his brain, and his hands moved faster and faster. The groans and the crack of the whip intertwined to create a moving melody. His snow-white body swayed wildly to the music, not to avoid it, but to welcome it? Or perhaps it was more like a feigned resistance? The groans went from pain to ecstasy, and his face was no longer filled with fear and pain, but with ecstasy?

No, how could this be? I want his pain, what does his ecstasy mean? Damn it, you bastard, being whipped and still acting like you're intoxicated, is he a masochist? Slowing down his movements, the person who was lost in the moment immediately protested with a groan of dissatisfaction. Damn it, he's a bastard.

Since you like being whipped so much, I'll let you enjoy it to the fullest. "Slap slap slap," several hard lashes were delivered to his already erect member.

"Ah..." A scream rang out as I'd hoped, "No...no...don't..." Hmph, you won't stop

, huh? Fine, I'll do as you wish. My hands didn't stop moving at all, focusing entirely on his...that place, making him extremely excited. You're such a slut, even with this treatment, it's still sticking up so high. Huff...I stopped, my hands a little sore. Okay, I'm tired of this, and I've vented enough. Now you can enjoy yourself. While thinking this irresponsibly, I moved the person who was making a slight protest when I stopped, making him kneel with his head down and his buttocks raised high. Hey, that's a good position. I need to keep him in place.

Looking at my masterpiece, I mentally gave it a perfect score, then picked up the bottle with the remaining chili water and shoved it hard into his little hole, not caring at all that the little hole was bleeding from the rough treatment. I continued to push the bottle in until I couldn't push it any further.

"Ugh...no...it hurts...no more...please...please..." Such a charming plea was heavenly.

After he "drank" all 200 ml of chili water, I ruthlessly pulled the bottle out of his tightly gripping little hole. Look how reluctant he is! His little hole is still longing for it, one sip at a time. "It's alright, I'll find something else to help you," I thought to myself, praising myself for being so kind. Then I started looking for a substitute. Meanwhile, he was groaning in dissatisfaction, twisting and turning, trying to break free, muttering incomprehensible words. "Sigh, what an impatient person! I'm already helping him find something, and he's still urging me on. Ah, this one will do! It's thick enough, and it has coarse, stiff hair! Wow! It even has an automatic mechanism! He'll definitely like it."

I forcefully shoved the thing back into his long-awaited backdoor. Ha, I was right! He really liked it! Look how tightly his backdoor gripped the intruding object, pulling it out a little, then shoving it in even deeper, accompanied by groans. Hehe, what a beautiful sight! So much fun!

I switched the switch to low, watching with satisfaction as his lustful face showed unsatisfied protest, and he murmured in discontent. Suddenly, I switched it to high, and his body immediately trembled violently, his hips swaying rhythmically, his expression utterly lewd, his moans surpassing even those of a top-tier Japanese AV actress.

Ah, I almost forgot I still needed to record the effects of that drug. Ha, I'm not playing with you anymore. I switched the switch back to low, looked at his pleading face, and walked away without a shred of pity. I could still hear his desperate pleas for me to stay. Humph, people are truly despicable.

[The End]

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