Exposed adulterous wife

"Then let's meet this weekend, okay?" Her voice came through the phone.

"Yes, I'll arrange everything. Do you like my plan?" He reviewed his entire plan once again; two days and two nights.

“I like it,” she chuckled softly on the phone. “I like all your arrangements… but you have to be strict, Master.”

He gave a wry smile; he knew what Xiao was laughing at him for.

You're too gentle; you're not a good S. That's what she said last time when she got on the bus as we parted.

"You know I don't like that nickname."

"Yes, Master." She smiled mischievously.

He sighed helplessly. He didn't like the title, nor did he like the constraints that came with it.

"Remember to wear a skirt," he reminded her.

“I will, and also…” She paused deliberately to see his reaction—he remained silent, “I’ll bring a shirt too.” She added teasingly, “It’s brand new, and it looks really extravagant.”

"Okay. Call me when you arrive."

He hung up the phone and stood by the window, silently watching the traffic and crowds below. It was Thursday. He suddenly realized that he had been looking forward to her arrival all week. He kept thinking about her. This feeling was both strange and familiar.

On Friday, his mind wasn't on work at all. He was already thirty years old and had relationships with women. Xiao wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, but he found himself thinking about her constantly lately—her face, her body…

What was she doing? Maybe she was already packing to get on the bus. He'd had several girlfriends, and quite a few playmates. He couldn't remember most of them, but every night, Xiao Zong haunted his visions. In his nighttime fantasies, he'd strip her naked, torturing her with rattan canes, a nine-tailed whip, and all sorts of instruments he'd never used before. Her buttocks were bruised and purple, and her breasts were clamped…

He had never been so harsh on Xiao in real life. He only spanked her, making her tremble under his belt for a long time, her buttocks turning red like a tomato.

But this girl possessed a deep, subtle passion that gradually stirred his long-held S&M desires to their fullest extent.

He was going to torment her during this holiday; he had plenty of time.

A text message popped up on his phone. He knew it was from her.

"Are you thinking about how to torture me?"

He smiled slightly. Xiao was very smart, just like her. He dialed Xiao's number.

"What are you doing?" she asked first.

"work."

"I know you're at work, what are you doing?"

"What do you think?" he laughed.

"Oh, your smile is so wicked..." She paused, "I'm not coming. If I come, I'll be in trouble."

"My smile wasn't mean at all." Although he knew she was joking and being coquettish, a shadow still fell over him when she said she wasn't coming.

He asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll be on the way to the airport, I should arrive by six o'clock."

"I'll pick you up, and we'll have dinner together."

"No need, there's a shuttle bus from the airport. You eat first, it'll be seven o'clock by the time I get there after transferring from the airport. A hungry man is dangerous." She chuckled suggestively as she said the last sentence, pressing down on the soil...

"Let's eat together. I'll pick you up at seven." He hung up the phone and glanced at his watch.

It was 3:17 PM, and he suddenly felt ridiculous. He had just checked his watch before making the call.

It was nearly 7:30 when he returned to his residence from the station. He waited for her on a street not far from the station, as they had agreed. She hurried over, carrying her bag, looking travel-worn. She wore a light gray wool skirt, a white turtleneck sweater, and a Tibetan silver necklace. She looked strikingly beautiful against the gloomy sky.

She seemed a little out of breath as she crawled into the TAXI he was praising.

"I'm so tired, it's been so long since I flew."

"Didn't you sleep on the plane?" He helped her put her bag on the seat. The taxi started moving, and she leaned against him. He put his arm around her, and the smell of her sweat and shampoo wafted from her hairline.

"No, I can't sleep." She curled up in his arms like a cat, the warmth spreading to his skin.

"You've worked hard." He stroked her hair affectionately; there was a thin layer of dust on her hair.

"So I can be with you sooner," she whispered in his ear, resting her head on his shoulder. "I wore a dress."

"I saw it, you're so sweet." He looked down at her; her skirt was pulled up above her knees, revealing her fair skin, and her stockings shimmered in the flickering streetlights. A surge of desire rose within him, and his hand, which was around her waist, quietly moved to caress her breasts. She turned slightly, pulling her handbag to her chest to cover his hand. He couldn't help but smile at her tenderness.

“I also brought another dress,” she whispered in his ear, “and…” she chuckled mischievously, “it’s a secret.”

His apartment was an old, small unit, complete with gas, electricity, water, and sanitation. Although it was old and things looked worn, he kept it clean and tidy by taking care of it.

The lights were turned on and the door was locked.

They embraced and kissed passionately. It seemed that all their longing and desire were poured into their tongues and lips, their tongues intertwining and sucking at each other, unwilling to separate for a long time.

"I love you," she said, nestled against his chest.

He stroked her hair; she had thick, beautiful long hair with a natural sheen. She nestled against his chest, her full breasts rising and falling rhythmically.

"I love you too," he said, though he knew he wasn't being sincere.

Did he love her? Yes, he did. However, he knew that his love, like the love she had just spoken of, was merely a spark ignited by mutual attraction. They were both adults, and they knew the rules of the game.

He took Xiao's hand and led her into the room. He placed her bag on the table. The bag was heavy, and she unzipped it.

"This is the skirt, do you like it?" She unfolded an E-LAND plaid tweed schoolgirl-style short skirt.

"like."

"Hehe, I knew you liked it, so I brought the whole set." She spread out the matching blue sweater and bubble socks on his bed. "How does it look? Pretty, right?"

He hugged her from behind: "Looks like I have to be a strict teacher..."

“I’m a bad girl, I need to be spanked hard…” she said, her chest heaving and her face flushed.

"It'll hurt more if you bend over." His hand slid under his sweater.

"Ah...no..." Xiao's breathing became rapid, not only because it aroused her desire, but also because his fingers were ravaging and rubbing her breasts.

"Bend over," he commanded simply.

Xiao hesitated for a moment, then bent down and placed her hands on her knees.

"Yes, Master."

He simply removed his belt from his waist and folded it in half. His gaze scrutinized Xiao; the wool skirt clung tightly to her hips, outlining her full curves.

He struck her hard the first time, the belt leaving a deep dent in her buttocks with a dull thud. Her back almost straightened up for a moment.

"pain……"

He lashed her with the belt again and again, more mercilessly than any other whipping. The belt echoed dully. Xiao remained motionless, enduring the pain. He knew she was in excruciating pain, but her lack of reaction only fueled his rage. He subtly increased the force, swinging his arm with increasing amplitude, as if trying to break through the thin woolen fabric protecting her skin.

Xiao let out a soft groan, her arching back becoming more and more pronounced with each lash. With each blow, she had to forcefully bend her almost straight back down, bracing herself with her knees. Her knees began to tremble uncontrollably and bend, and he knew she couldn't hold on any longer. He carefully aimed at her buttocks and delivered the final, powerful lash.

Xiao braced herself against the edge of the bed to avoid kneeling down. She looked up at him and said, "You're so fierce..." There was a hint of fear in her eyes.

他爱抚着她的耳朵和鬓发，毛茸茸的温暖而柔软，让他想起了小时候外婆家的猫。

“把东西收拾好，我们吃饭了。”他柔和的笑了一下。

“是，主人。”她的神情轻松起来，直起了身子。

“你刚才的眼神好可怕，我还以为要挨耳光了呢！”她撒娇的搂着他的脖子。

“我才不打耳光呢。”

“为什么不打呢……”她有点幽怨的说道。

他苦笑了一下，他知道她喜欢。可是他不喜欢。

晚饭是在家吃的，周末的各个酒店人都很多，他决定不去凑这个热闹。

“我们吃什么呢，要不要我做饭？”

晓从卧室里出来，看着正围上围裙的他问道。

“不用了，我来做好了，我是地主嘛。”

“那我乐得吃现成的了，”她笑了起来，撩了下额前的散发，“做什么呢，要我帮忙吗？”

“帮我洗菜吧。”他开始削土豆皮，“白菜土豆下面。”

“好吃吗？”晓挽起袖子，小心的开始剥那颗白菜的菜帮，一片片的浸入洗菜盆里。

“我觉得不错，今天没怎么准备，明天我做好吃的给你吃。”

“嘻嘻，好啊。”她亲了他一下。

他烧热了油锅，把切好洗净的白菜丝和土豆丁炒熟，把去过堿水的面条捞到锅子里，加水煮起来，冰箱里还有些爆好的肉丝，一起倒了下去。

“知道我的一个幻想是什么嘛？”他望着天然气那淡蓝色的火焰，说着。

“什么呢？”

“一个女孩子，光溜溜的穿着围裙在厨房里做饭，屁股上红彤彤的都是鞭痕……”

晓不禁笑了起来。

“笑什么呢？”

“不是啊……”晓笑的更起劲了，“可是你现在穿着围裙在做饭呢……想到光溜溜的……”她笑的直不起腰来了。

“明天就这样让你做饭。”

“可是我没你能干，做的不好吃怎么办呢？”

“做得不好就挨打。”

“是，主人！做的好吃有奖吗？”

“有啊，做的好吃赏板子；难吃赏藤条。”

“那就只能做的既不好吃又不难吃了，难度好高。”

“那就跪搓板。”

“啊……我好可怜，怎么都逃不了你的毒手。”

“你是我的Ｍ嘛。”他坐下来冲她笑了一笑，“吃吧，愿意吃辣的洒点胡椒粉。”

“好的，我要！”她拉开椅子要坐下，他拉住了她的手，晓有点诧异的望着她。

“低下头。”

晓望着他，低下了头，她意识到什么的闭起了眼睛──脸颊上挨了一记耳光。

“是，主人。”晓立刻跪倒在他的脚下，“我错了……”

“跪在椅子上吃饭。”他命令的语气近乎温柔。

“是。”

她乖巧的脱掉鞋子，跪在椅子上。

女孩子跪着的身姿曲线，总是让他心摇神曳。

晓三口两口的就把面条吃个精光，女孩子饭量不大这他是知道的，但是她吃得这么快倒是第一次看见。他很快就明白了为什么──她的胳膊肘支撑着桌面，跪在椅子上的大腿在颤抖。

“主人，我吃好了可以去洗澡了吗？”她巴巴的望着他。

他笑了起来：“不行。”

“哦。”她委屈的拉长了声音答应了一声。

晓喜欢跪在他的脚下的感觉，可是她跪不了多久。

他吃完了饭，起身开始收拾桌子。

“主人。”

“干嘛？”

“我来洗碗吧。”

“不用，我来洗。”他给她一个促狭的笑。然后收敛起笑容，正色厉声的说：“跪好！”

“是！”她赶紧把身子挺直。两手贴着大腿。

“这还差不多。”他从容的系起围裙，开始洗碗。她的标准跪姿是保持不了多久的，不过，就让她在他背后搞搞小动作吧。

他坐在床前的沙发椅上，她赖在他的怀抱里。窗帘低垂，房间里只开了一盏床头的台灯，暧昧的在墙壁上打上他们相拥的影子。

晓半裸着身子，只穿着一件白色的衬衫，下摆散开着，露出光滑的小腹和大腿，在灯光下显出柔黄色的丰腻来。

晓搂着他的脖子，身上散发着洗澡后的女体的香气，每个女孩都有她不同的体味。晓的体味也很好闻，他想起了很多往事，爱抚着晓的大腿内侧，享受着那嫩滑的皮肤的每一丝颤动。

“你为什么洗了澡就一定要穿睡衣呢，多难看啊，像个熊猫似的。”

“那我穿什么呢？”

“嗯，既然是主人，就应该穿的正式一点，比如……”她眼睛眨了一眨，“黑色的毛衣、黑色长裤……”

“玩ＳＭ就要身心?舒畅才行，穿的正规正矩的，挥鞭子也挥不动。”

“可是你穿着睡衣，一点气氛也没有诶！不像个Ｍａｓｔｅｒ。”

“等我折磨你的时候，你就知道像不像了。”他的拿过一个夹子，懒洋洋的在她面前展示了一下。这是普通的塑料夹子，有着一排可怕的锯齿。

她的眼睛里显露出了害怕的神情，夹子，他们早就尝试过，晓不是太能忍受那样的痛楚。她的乳头似乎比其他女孩子更敏感。

他解开她的衬衫的扣子，一对饱满结实的乳房跳了出来。他开始揉捏晓的蓓蕾。直到它完全勃起。他把它含入口中，吮吸着。

“啊……”晓的腰背猛得抽紧了，一股翘麻的快感，贯穿背肌。

他体味着她红梅上那凹凸不平的粗糙感，舌尖滑过乳晕，那里更敏感些，每一次她的身体都会紧张。

拿出夹子，那丑陋的塑料在热乎乎的手心里是冷冷的，锯齿形夹片此刻看起来残忍无情，没有露出一丝怜悯。

用力打开夹片，在她眼前晃了晃，她的眼神恐惧而充满渴望。

“自己把它夹上去。”

“不要……”她没料到他会发出这样的命令。

“是吗？”他的手滑入晓那潮湿温暖的溪谷，在那湿润而精致的褶皱上滑动着，让她发出呻吟。

“那我帮你夹在这里怎么样？”

他的手指出其不意的点到了那勃起的小小红豆上。晓尖叫起来，这不是因为快乐，而是痛苦。

“屁股又发痒了？”他开始拧她结实的臀肌。

“哎呀──不要……”

“乖……”他又开始在她的湿润的红豆豆附近打转。

“……是……我夹……”

一只颤抖的手将它夹在已被挑逗的坚硬的乳头上，夹子叭的一声合上了。乳头呈玫瑰色，夹子紧紧地、贪婪地固定在那柔嫩的肌肤上，一种灼热、突发的剧烈疼痛传到她的全身，她忍不住发出呻吟声。晓蜷缩起来，灼热的，细碎的痛楚变成了一种同样剧烈的快乐感觉，痛楚和快乐，有时候就是这样一线之隔。她伏在他的怀里，剧烈的喘息着。

“感觉好吗？”他低声的问，爱抚着她的耻丘。

“好……疼……”

“我要你喜欢夹子……”

“疼……主人不要了……好疼……”

他没有理会她，用手绕到她的头上轻轻抚摸她柔软的长发。晓双腿间的溪谷已经泛滥，手指趁着春水滑进她那滚烫泥泞的秘道，小心翼翼的在起伏的皱褶中探索着，爱抚着……晓的身体不安的颤动，手指紧紧的抓着他的肩头。

“呜……，主人……主人……疼，好疼……”晓难耐的摇晃着屁股，摩擦着他的大腿，企图软化他的决心。他的手指玩弄着紧咬着乳头的夹子，手指在肿胀起来的乳晕上画着圈，晓的乳头越来越紧，变成了深红的色彩。他轻轻的拨弄着，看着晓难耐的扭动，面孔潮红。喘息粗重。忽然，晓不动了，连喘息都停止，痉挛紧紧的挤压着他的手指，一次又一次。

晓双目紧闭、浑身颤抖。他看见她的鬓发上满是细细的汗珠，艳丽的潮红色正从脖颈上慢慢的褪去。

许久，她才睁开眼睛，不胜娇羞的看着他，他笑了笑：“喜欢吗？”

她把头埋在他的胸前。点了点头：“喜欢……”她闷声闷气的在他怀里说，“贱奴?谢主人责罚……”

“傻瓜。”他爱抚着她的头发。

“我不是傻瓜，我是你的奴……”她在他怀里摇着头。

“去给我倒杯水。”

“嗯。这就去。”

晓站了起来，有点慵懒的样子，松松垮垮的衬衣下，油蜡般的丰臀起伏波动着，她的臀部和他见过的其他女孩子一样，多少有些下垂，然而她走动时候扭动的节奏感依然令人血脉喷张。

她在他的杯子里加了热水，跪在他脚下，把杯子端给他。他满意的喝了一口，感觉到自己的胸口微微有了汗意。他习惯于喝茶，卧室里常备热水瓶，这多少有些让晓这样的女孩惊讶。她总是打趣他是老头子。其实她也不年轻了，可是他们毕竟是二个年代的人。他对她们，总是有着过多的爱怜。

“最近工作忙吗？”

“忙，忙的上厕所的时间都没有。”她叹了口气，把头枕在他的膝盖上，“我连骚扰ＭＭ的时间都没有了呢。”

"Haha, are you harassing that girl again?" There was a cute new clerk in Xiao's office with a round and perky little bottom.

“I don’t have time to bother her anymore, I’m busy and she’s busy.” She slowly adjusted her kneeling position, almost leaning against his legs. “What a pity, her little bottom will be flat in a few months.”

"Just like you." He gently kicked her smooth bottom. "Kneel properly!"

"Yes!" Xiao quickly knelt down, giving him a slightly resentful look. "Is my butt really flat?"

"Yeah, so give me a good squeeze." He jokingly pinched her plump muscles.

"Then twist harder..." she muttered to herself, "twist my butt until it's covered in bruises..." Her breathing began to quicken, "I want you to beat me to a pulp..."

He gently stroked her head. "What's so fun about this? It just hurts."

"No, I want it." She was like a child begging for candy. "Make me cry! I've never cried from pain before."

“Then go get the cane. Let me teach you a lesson.” He lifted her chin. “I also love seeing the welts on your buttocks.”

"Ah, Master, please don't! The cane hurts so much!" Xiaomei said coquettishly, her eyes filled with longing.

He gently slapped her across the face. Xiao cried out, closed her eyes, and lightly licked her rosy lips with the tip of her tongue.

"Master is so fierce..."

"Want to get another one?"

"This servant wouldn't dare." Her eyes were alluring and wanton, captivating and mesmerizing, causing him to tremble involuntarily. This little vixen! He thought to himself.

The rattan was collected with great difficulty; he had finally managed to obtain this long, resilient tool. The effect was certainly not as good as in the movies, but its power to strike the skin was the strongest of all his tools.

When she took the rattan cane from the cupboard and knelt down to hand it to him, he saw the fear in her eyes. He had once made Xiao bend over and hold her knees while receiving the cane's blows, and by the tenth strike, she couldn't hold on any longer and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy for the first time, saying she couldn't take it anymore...

Xiao knelt in front of the sofa, sticking her buttocks up high, with her hands on the ground.

The vine gently tapped the inside of her thighs, causing her body to tremble. She quickly spread her legs, revealing her swollen, moist petals.

"Have you lost all sense of manners?"

"Master, I know I was wrong." She lowered her head in a repentant manner.

"Where did we go wrong?"

"If my master says I'm wrong, then I'm wrong..."

He lashed her round buttocks hard, leaving a red welt on her smooth, waxy skin.

"Ah, this lowly servant was wrong..."

"Where did I go wrong?" The vines slid across the damp canyon, ravaging the fragile secret garden.

"When the master punishes a servant, it is always because the servant has made a mistake; it is never a false accusation against the servant..."

"Hmm, anything else?"

"This lowly slave's body belongs to the master; whatever the master does to beat or punish her, this lowly slave deserves to suffer..."

"besides……"

"Hmm?..." Xiao raised his head with difficulty, seemingly trying hard to recall. He gently scraped her swollen little red bean with a vine.

"Oh... Master, no... no... It's so swollen... so numb..." Xiaowei twisted her body slightly, but dared not move too much.

"Whose are you?"

"Xiao is your lowly slave, Master..."

"Hmm, then why are you keeping your legs together like that, trying to hide it?"

"Ah, this servant was wrong. Please punish me severely, Master."

A slight smile played on his lips as he picked up the rattan cane and swung it twice in the air. The sound of the cane slicing through the air was clearly audible. Xiao's buttocks involuntarily began to twitch, wriggling restlessly, remembering the pain she had experienced before.

"How about it, time for a good slap on the wrist..."

Xiao made a barely audible response from his throat.

"I'm asking you a question!" he repeated sternly, striking her inner thigh with a cane to emphasize his point, the red mark quickly imprinted on her delicate, sensitive skin.

Xiao's buttocks almost bounced up: "Yes. This lowly slave is ready!" Xiao replied, her voice changing tone.

"What have you prepared?" he demanded, as Xiao received a sharp, stinging blow to her buttocks. Xiao's buttocks writhed violently.

"The ass of a lowly slave."

He took a step back. "Very good," he said, raising the rattan cane. Xiao's buttocks muscles tightened, her chrysanthemum bud shrinking in fear. The cane fell with a terrible hissing sound, striking her soft buttocks and digging deep into her flesh. He didn't use full force—it would be too cruel, and the cane would break—but he didn't pretend either. The cane lashed into Xiao's elastic, plump buttocks again and again, and Xiao cried out, her legs trembling. Her hands gripped the sofa cover violently. He eased the force of the blows slightly, giving her enough endurance to savor the pain below.

The cumulative pain from the cane striking her wounds still caused Xiao to cry out. Her waist, hips, and thighs trembled violently, and her thighs involuntarily rubbed against her knees. He heard her burst into tears and begin to sob.

After enduring ten lashes with the cane, Xiao threw herself into his arms, rubbing her buttocks with her palms while whimpering in pain. He placed his hand on her buttocks, gently touching the distinct welts with his fingertips, slowly caressing her burning flesh.

"You're so cruel..." she muttered under her breath, "I almost beat you to death..."

"Now you know what happens when you're curious, right?" He stroked her bruised and battered bottom. "Now you know what it feels like to be beaten until you cry, right?"

"Yes, I never want to try again." She looked at him through teary eyes. "Am I being too willful..."

"Girls are all very willful..."

"Hmph, showing off your countless conquests again." She rolled her eyes at him, her tear-filled eyes alluring. His lower body tightened again. Hmph, you'll scream in agony later!

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While in bed, it wasn't Xiao who screamed, but him.

When Xiao took his long-swollen penis into her mouth and licked it with her tongue, he couldn't help but scream.

He had never performed oral sex on a woman before, whether giving or receiving it. The sexual games that had started after dinner had made his penis swollen and extremely sensitive, and when Xiao's slightly rough tongue brushed against it, the intense pleasure was almost painful.

He knew the relationship between pleasure and pain in SM, and now, experiencing it firsthand, he fully understood its meaning.

Xiao clumsily sucked, her tongue moving back and forth in his groove. His body trembled violently. He had only ever seen that sensitive area in books. When Xiao's tongue rubbed against it, he could only gasp for breath and couldn't utter a single word to threaten Xiao.

Waves of pleasure surged up from his lower abdomen, and he was almost completely overwhelmed. Suddenly, Xiao lifted her head from his lower body, frowned, quickly grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, and spat out her saliva.

"Ugh, that's disgusting..."

He regained his composure, slightly out of breath: "What's so disgusting?"

"Something's leaking from down there..."

"Tch, don't you know how men react when you play the flute? I haven't even come yet."

"How was I supposed to know you'd have something coming out so quickly? Of course I'd move away if you couldn't hold back!"

"What are you saying!" He pulled Xiao down onto him and slapped her burning buttocks hard several times, making Xiao scream loudly.

"I can't keep fighting anymore, I'm quitting..."

"You've teased me to this point, and you're just going to let it go like this?" He pressed Xiao's head down to look at his erect organ.

“Hmm,” she said, her eyes darting around, “then let’s use our hands.”

“No.” He refused outright.

"Then..." Xiao hugged his head and whispered in his ear, "Today is a safe period..."

She turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness. Xiao liked being in the dark; it felt like her heart was freed from its constraints. Before he could think further, he felt her climb onto his body.

“Let me serve you,” she whispered in his ear.

"Mmm." He grasped her breasts and squeezed them hard. He heard her panting, and then he felt the heavy pressure on his groin. His hot, swollen member slowly slid into a hot, wet world, and he groaned softly.

Without using any fancy techniques, Xiao easily and freely writhed her waist against him, the pleasure coming smoothly and persistently, warm and comfortable. He caressed Xiao's cheeks. Xiao's waist rose and fell, her hot breath soothing his face and chest, occasionally letting out a soft moan as his body touched her buttocks, her moans rising and falling with the rhythm. He couldn't help but pinch Xiao's swollen, burning buttocks, and Xiao screamed. He felt himself being squeezed hard, the intense pleasure compelling him to continue torturing Xiao's buttocks, breasts...

"Oh..." she moaned intermittently, her lower abdomen pounding against his, and he could feel the beads of sweat on her back. His thoughts began to blur, as if only an endless ocean of senses remained, wave after wave surging and crashing...

"Then let's meet this weekend, okay?" Her voice came through the phone.

"Yes, I'll arrange everything. Do you like my plan?" He reviewed his entire plan once again; two days and two nights.

“I like it,” she chuckled softly on the phone. “I like all your arrangements… but you have to be strict, Master.”

He gave a wry smile; he knew what Xiao was laughing at him for.

You're too gentle; you're not a good S. That's what she said last time when she got on the bus as we parted.

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"You know I don't like that nickname."

"Yes, Master." She smiled mischievously.

He sighed helplessly. He didn't like the title, nor did he like the constraints that came with it.

“记得穿裙子来。”他提醒了她一下。

“我会的，还有……”她故意迟顿了一下，看他如何反应──他沉默不语，“衬衣我也会带的。”她挑逗式的加了一句，“新买的，样子很夸张哦。”

“知道了。到了给我电话。”

他挂断了手机，站在窗户前默默的看着楼下来往的车流人群，今天是星期四。他忽然发觉自己一周来都在期盼她的到来。他总在想她。这样的感觉忽然又陌生，又熟悉。

星期五的时候，他的心思更不在工作上，已经是三十岁的人了，身边也有保持着来往的女性，晓并不是什么相貌出众身材绝佳的美女，可是他发觉他最近总是在想她，想她的脸，她的身体……

她在干什么呢？也许已经在收拾东西准备上车了吧。他有过几个女友，一起ＰＬＡＹ过的伙伴也有好些个。多数他都记不清了，但是每天晚上，晓总在他的眼前晃动，在黑夜的妄想中，他把她剥得精光，用藤条、用九尾鞭、用各式各样他从来也没有过的器具折磨她。她的屁股被打的青紫，乳房上夹着夹子……

他在现实中从未对晓做得这样厉害，他只是打她的屁股，让她长久的在他的皮带下颤抖，屁股红红的，犹如一个番茄。

可是这个女孩身上蕴藏着一种热情，深沉不露的，慢慢的将他内心长久的ＳＭ欲望煽动到及至。

这次的假期，他要折磨她，慢慢的，他有的是时间。

手机上跳出了一条短消息。他知道那是她的。

“是不是在想着怎么折磨我？”

他微微一笑，晓很聪明，就像她一样。他拨通了晓的手机。

“在干嘛呢？”她先问。

“上班。”

“知道你上班，在做什么呢？”

“你说呢？”他笑了起来。

“呀，你笑得真是好坏……”她停了一下，“我不来了，来了没好果子吃。”

“我笑的一点都不坏。”虽然知道她是在撒娇的开玩笑，可是当她说她不来的时候，他心里掠过一阵阴影。

他问：“你在做什么呢？”

“去机场的车上，我六点能到了。”

“我去接你，一起吃饭。”

“不用，机场有班车来的。你先吃吧，我从机场转汽车再到你们那里要七点了。一个饥饿的男人是很危险Ｄ。”说到后一句的时候她暧昧的窃笑着，压低了声音。

“还是一起吃好了。七点我来接你。”他挂掉了电话，注意了一下手表。

现在是下午三点十七分，他忽然觉得自己很可笑。因为他打电话前刚看过表。

从车站回到他的住所，已经是近七点半了。他按他们的约定，在离车站不远的一条街上等她。她匆匆的提着包过来，风尘仆仆的样子，她穿着浅灰的薄呢裙，白色的高领毛衣，胸前一串藏银的项链。在灰暗的天空下看上去楚楚动人。

钻进他叫好的ＴＡＸＩ，她显得有点气喘吁吁。

“好累，好久不坐飞机了?。”

“飞机上没睡一会吗？”他帮她把包放在座位上。出租车起步了，她一下子靠在他的身上，他就势搂着她，她的发际传来体汗和洗发水混合的气味。

“没有，睡不着。”她像猫一样的蜷缩在他的胳膊里，暖暖的感觉传到他的肌肤上。

“辛苦你了。”他爱怜的抚摸着她的头发，头发上薄薄的有一层浮灰。

“为了能早点和你在一起嘛。”她伏在他的肩膀上，悄声的在他耳畔说，“我穿了裙子来了。”

“我看见了，真乖。”他低头看着她，她的裙子缩在膝盖上，露出了白皙的膝盖，丝袜在路边闪烁的灯光下亮晶晶的。他的心里起了一阵冲动，搂着她腰的手悄悄的从肋旁爱抚乳房。她侧了下身子，把手袋拉到胸前，遮盖住他的手。他不觉为她的温存而笑了。

“我还另外带了条裙子，”她小声的在他耳畔说着，“还有……”她调皮的笑了一声，“保密。”

他的公寓是间旧公寓，小套型，煤电水卫一样不缺，虽然年代久了，东西都显出陈旧来，但是他平时注意收拾，还是显得干净整齐。

开亮了电灯，锁好了门。

他们拥抱在一起，激烈的拥吻着。似乎一切的相思和欲望都要倾注在舌头和嘴唇上，舌尖彼此缠绕着，吮吸着，久久不肯分开。

“我爱你。”她趴在他的胸口，说。

他抚摸着她的头发，她有一头浓密而美丽的长发，发出天然的光泽。她伏在他的胸口，饱满的胸部不住的起伏。

“我也爱你。”他说。却知道自己说的言不由衷。

他爱她吗？是的，他爱的。然而他知道他的爱和她刚才说的爱一样，两情相悦时的一朵火花而已。他们都是成年人，知道游戏的规则。

他握着晓的手，带她进了房间。他把她的包放在桌子上。包沉甸甸的，她拉开包链。

“就是这条裙子，喜欢吗？”她展开一条Ｅ-　ＬＡＮＤ的格子呢的学生式短裙。

“喜欢。”

“嘻嘻，知道你的喜欢，我带了全套来呢。”她在他的床上展开同款的蓝色毛衣，泡泡袜，“怎么样，好看吗？”

他从背后抱住她：“看来我不做严厉教师不行了……”

“我是坏女孩，要狠狠的打屁股……”她说着，胸脯起伏着，脸色潮红。

“让你弯着腰，抽起来更疼。”他的手从毛衣下面滑了进去。

“啊……不要……”晓的的呼吸急促起来，不仅因为那勾引起了她的欲望，也为了他的手指正在她的双乳上肆虐蹂躏。

“弯腰。”他简单的命令道。

晓迟疑了一下，弯下了腰，手扶在膝盖上。

“是，主人。”

他简单的从腰上取下皮带，打了个对折。眼光审视着晓，呢裙紧紧的裹在她的臀部，勾勒出饱满的曲线。

第一下他抽得很重，皮带在屁股上落下深深的凹痕，伴随着沉闷的声响。她的腰一瞬间几乎要直立起来。

“疼……”

他一皮带又一皮带的抽打着，比任何一次鞭打都要无情，皮带沉闷的回响着，晓一动不动的强忍着，他知道她现在疼极了，可是她毫无反应的态度愈发刺激了他的肆虐情绪，他不动声色的加着力，胳膊挥动的幅度也越来越大，似坪跻驯；に》舻谋”〉哪亓洗蚱埔谎?/DIV>

晓从喉咙里发出轻微的呻吟，随着鞭打而上挺腰身的幅度也越来越大，每挨一下，晓都要勉强的把几乎要直起来的腰重新弯下去，用力的支撑住膝盖。她的膝盖开始无法抑制的剧烈颤抖着弯曲，他知道晓支持不住了，他仔细的瞄准着她的臀峰，用力的抽下了最后一下。

晓撑住了床沿才没有跪倒下去。她抬头看他：“你好凶……”她的眼神里有了些许畏惧的神情。

他爱抚着她的耳朵和鬓发，毛茸茸的温暖而柔软，让他想起了小时候外婆家的猫。

“把东西收拾好，我们吃饭了。”他柔和的笑了一下。

“是，主人。”她的神情轻松起来，直起了身子。

“你刚才的眼神好可怕，我还以为要挨耳光了呢！”她撒娇的搂着他的脖子。

“我才不打耳光呢。”

“为什么不打呢……”她有点幽怨的说道。

他苦笑了一下，他知道她喜欢。可是他不喜欢。

晚饭是在家吃的，周末的各个酒店人都很多，他决定不去凑这个热闹。

“我们吃什么呢，要不要我做饭？”

晓从卧室里出来，看着正围上围裙的他问道。

“不用了，我来做好了，我是地主嘛。”

“那我乐得吃现成的了，”她笑了起来，撩了下额前的散发，“做什么呢，要我帮忙吗？”

“帮我洗菜吧。”他开始削土豆皮，“白菜土豆下面。”

“好吃吗？”晓挽起袖子，小心的开始剥那颗白菜的菜帮，一片片的浸入洗菜盆里。

“我觉得不错，今天没怎么准备，明天我做好吃的给你吃。”

“嘻嘻，好啊。”她亲了他一下。

他烧热了油锅，把切好洗净的白菜丝和土豆丁炒熟，把去过堿水的面条捞到锅子里，加水煮起来，冰箱里还有些爆好的肉丝，一起倒了下去。

“知道我的一个幻想是什么嘛？”他望着天然气那淡蓝色的火焰，说着。

“什么呢？”

“一个女孩子，光溜溜的穿着围裙在厨房里做饭，屁股上红彤彤的都是鞭痕……”

晓不禁笑了起来。

“笑什么呢？”

“不是啊……”晓笑的更起劲了，“可是你现在穿着围裙在做饭呢……想到光溜溜的……”她笑的直不起腰来了。

“明天就这样让你做饭。”

“可是我没你能干，做的不好吃怎么办呢？”

“做得不好就挨打。”

“是，主人！做的好吃有奖吗？”

“有啊，做的好吃赏板子；难吃赏藤条。”

“那就只能做的既不好吃又不难吃了，难度好高。”

“那就跪搓板。”

“啊……我好可怜，怎么都逃不了你的毒手。”

“你是我的Ｍ嘛。！彼吕闯逅α艘恍Γ俺园桑敢獬岳钡娜鞯愫贩邸！?/DIV>

“好的，我要！”她拉开椅子要坐下，他拉住了她的手，晓有点诧异的望着她。

“低下头。”

晓望着他，低下了头，她意识到什么的闭起了眼睛──脸颊上挨了一记耳光。

“是，主人。”晓立刻跪倒在他的脚下，“我错了……”

“跪在椅子上吃饭。”他命令的语气近乎温柔。

“是。”

她乖巧的脱掉鞋子，跪在椅子上。

女孩子跪着的身姿曲线，总是让他心摇神曳。

晓三口两口的就把面条吃个精光，女孩子饭量不大这他是知道的，但是她吃得这么快倒是第一次看见。他很快就明白了为什么──她的胳膊肘支撑着桌面，跪在椅子上的大腿在颤抖。

“主人，我吃好了可以去洗澡了吗？”她巴巴的望着他。

他笑了起来：“不行。”

“哦。”她委屈的拉长了声音答应了一声。

晓喜欢跪在他的脚下的感觉，可是她跪不了多久。

他吃完了饭，起身开始收拾桌子。

“主人。”

“干嘛？”

“我来洗碗吧。”

“不用，我来洗。”他给她一个促狭的笑。然后收敛起笑容，正色厉声的说：“跪好！”

“是！”她赶紧把身子挺直。两手贴着大腿。

“这还差不多。”他从容的系起围裙，开始洗碗。她的标准跪姿是保持不了多久的，不过，就让她在他背后搞搞小动作吧。

他坐在床前的沙发椅上，她赖在他的怀抱里。窗帘低垂，房间里只开了一盏床头的台灯，暧昧的在墙壁上打上他们相拥的影子。

晓半裸着身子，只穿着一件白色的衬衫，下摆散开着，露出光滑的小腹和大腿，在灯光下显出柔黄色的丰腻来。

晓搂着他的脖子，身上散发着洗澡后的女体的香气，每个女孩都有她不同的体味。晓的体味也很好闻，他想起了很多往事，爱抚着晓的大腿内侧，享受着那嫩滑的皮肤的每一丝颤动。

“你为什么洗了澡就一定要穿睡衣呢，多难看啊，像个熊猫似的。”

“那我穿什么呢？”

“嗯，既然是主人，就应该穿的正式一点，比如……”她眼睛眨了一眨，“黑色的毛衣、黑色长裤……”

“玩ＳＭ就要身心舒畅才行，穿的正规正矩的，挥鞭子也挥不动。”

“可是你穿着睡衣，一点气氛也没有诶！不像个Ｍａｓｔｅｒ。”

“等我折磨你的时候，你就知道像不像了。”他的拿过一个夹子，懒洋洋的在她面前展示了一下。这是普通的塑料夹子，有着一排可怕的锯齿。

她的眼睛里显露出了害怕的神情，夹子，他们早就尝试过，晓不是太能忍受那样的痛楚。她的乳头似乎比其他女孩子更敏感。

他解开她的衬衫的扣子，一对饱满结实的乳房跳了出来。他开始揉捏晓的蓓蕾。直到它完全勃起。他把它含入口中，吮吸着。

“啊……”晓的腰背猛得抽紧了，一股翘麻的快感，贯穿背肌。

他体味着她红梅上那凹凸不平的粗糙感，舌尖滑过乳晕，那里更敏感些，每一次她的身体都会紧张。

拿出夹子，那丑陋的塑料在热乎乎的手心里是冷冷的，锯齿形夹片此刻看起来残忍无情，没有露出一丝怜悯。

用力打开夹片，在她眼前晃了晃，她的眼神恐惧而充满渴望。

“自己把它夹上去。”

“不要……”她没料到他会发出这样的命令。

“是吗？”他的手滑入晓那潮湿温暖的溪谷，在那湿润而精致的褶皱上滑动着，让她发出呻吟。

“那我帮你夹在这里怎么样？”

他的手指出其不意的点到了那勃起的小小红豆上。晓尖叫起来，这不是因为快乐，而是痛苦。

“屁股又发痒了？”他开始拧她结实的臀肌。

“哎呀──不要……”

“乖……”他又开始在她的湿润的红豆豆附近打转。

“……是……我夹……”

一只颤抖的手将它夹在已被挑逗的坚硬的乳头上，夹子叭的一声合上了。乳头呈玫瑰色，夹子紧紧地、贪婪地固定在那柔嫩的肌肤上，一种灼热、突发的剧烈疼痛传到她的全身，她忍不住发出呻吟声。晓蜷缩起来，灼热的，细碎的痛楚变成了一种同样剧烈的快乐感觉，痛楚和快乐，有时候就是这样一线之隔。她伏在他的怀里，剧烈的喘息着。

“感觉好吗？”他低声的问，爱抚着她的耻丘。

“好……疼……”

“我要你喜欢夹子……”

“疼……主人不要了……好疼……”

他没有理会她，用手绕到她的头上轻轻抚摸她柔软的长发。晓双腿间的溪谷已经泛滥，手指趁着春水滑进她那滚烫泥泞的秘道，小心翼翼的在起伏的皱褶中探索着，爱抚着……晓的身体不安的颤动，手指紧紧的抓着他的肩头。

“呜……，主人……主人……疼，好疼……”晓难耐的摇晃着屁股，摩擦着他的大腿，企图软化他的决心。他的手指玩弄着紧咬着乳头的夹子，手指在肿胀起来的乳晕上画着圈，晓的乳头越来越紧，变成了深红的色彩。他轻轻的拨弄着，看着晓难耐的扭动，面孔潮红。喘息粗重。忽然，晓不动了，连喘息都停止，痉挛紧紧的挤压着他的手指，一次又一次。

晓双目紧闭、浑身颤抖。他看见她的鬓发上满是细细的汗珠，艳丽的潮红色正从脖颈上慢慢的褪去。

许久，她才睁开眼睛，不胜娇羞的看着他，他笑了笑：“喜欢吗？”

她把头埋在他的胸前。点了点头：“喜欢……”她闷声闷气的在他怀里说，“贱奴谢主人责罚……”

“傻瓜。”他爱抚着她的头发。

“我不是傻瓜，我是你的奴……”她在他怀里摇着头。

“去给我倒杯水。”

“嗯。这就去。”

晓站了起来，有点慵懒的样子，松松垮垮的衬衣下，油蜡般的丰臀起伏波动着，她的臀部和他见过的其他女孩子一样，多少有些下垂，然而她走动时候扭动的节奏感依然令人血脉喷张。

她在他的杯子里加了热水，跪在他脚下，把杯子端给他。他满意的喝攘艘豢冢芯醯阶约旱男乜谖⑽⒂辛撕挂狻Ｋ肮哂诤炔瑁允依锍１溉人浚舛嗌儆行┤孟庋呐⒕取Ｋ苁谴蛉に抢贤纷印Ｆ涫邓膊荒昵崃耍墒撬潜暇故嵌瞿甏娜恕Ｋ运牵苁怯凶殴嗟陌?/DIV>

“最近工作忙吗？”

“忙，忙的上厕所的时间都没有。”她叹了口气，把头枕在他的膝盖上，“我连骚扰ＭＭ的时间都没有了呢。”

“哈哈，你又在骚扰人家小姑娘？”晓的办公室里有个可爱的新进小文员，有着又圆又翘的小屁股。

“没时间骚扰她了，我忙她也忙。”她慢慢的调整着跪姿，几乎半靠在他的腿上，“好可惜呀，这样用不了几个月她的小屁股就会扁平了。”

“就和你一样。”他轻轻的踢了一下她光滑的屁股，“跪好！”

“是！”晓赶紧跪好，有点怨意的看了他一眼，“我的屁股真的扁平吗？”

“是啊，所以要多给我捏捏。”他开玩笑的捏了一把丰肌。

“那就用力的拧……”她仿佛在自言自语的小声说着，“把我的屁股拧的青一块紫一块……”她的呼吸开始慢慢急促起来，“我要被你打的死去活来……”

他爱抚了一下她的脑袋，“这有什么好玩的，就是疼而已。”

“不嘛，我要。”她就像一个要糖吃的小孩子，“把我打哭！我还从来没疼到哭呢。”

“那去拿藤条来。让我好好的管教你了。”他托起了她的下巴，“我也最喜欢看你屁股上一条条的鞭痕了。”

“啊，主人不要嘛，藤条很疼的。”晓媚眼如丝，撒起娇来。

他轻轻的扇了她一个耳光，晓叫了一声，眼睛闭了起来，舌尖微微的舔着红润的唇。

“主人好凶……”

“还想挨一个？”

“奴才不敢了。”她的眼神妖媚而放荡，动人心魄，他不由得一阵心摇神曳。这个小妖精！他心里暗暗的说着。

藤条是勉为其难的收集来的，好不容易才算得到了这根修长的富有韧性的道具。效果当然不如电影里的那么好，但是抽打在肌肤上的杀伤力却是他所有工具中最强的。

当她把藤条从柜子里取来，跪在地上递给他的时候，他看见她眼神中的畏惧。他曾经要晓用弯腰扶膝的姿势挨藤条，抽到第十下的时候，她就已经支撑不住的跪在地上了，第一次求饶说再也不能挨了……

晓跪在沙发前，高高的撅起屁股，双手扶在地上。

The vine gently tapped the inside of her thighs, causing her body to tremble. She quickly spread her legs, revealing her swollen, moist petals.

"Have you lost all sense of manners?"

"Master, I know I was wrong." She lowered her head in a repentant manner.

"Where did we go wrong?"

"If my master says I'm wrong, then I'm wrong..."

He lashed her round buttocks hard, leaving a red welt on her smooth, waxy skin.

"Ah, this lowly servant was wrong..."

"Where did I go wrong?" The vines slid across the damp canyon, ravaging the fragile secret garden.

"When the master punishes a servant, it is always because the servant has made a mistake; it is never a false accusation against the servant..."

"Hmm, anything else?"

"This lowly slave's body belongs to the master; whatever the master does to beat or punish her, this lowly slave deserves to suffer..."

"besides……"

"Hmm?..." Xiao raised his head with difficulty, seemingly trying hard to recall. He gently scraped her swollen little red bean with a vine.

"Oh... Master, no... no... It's so swollen... so numb..." Xiaowei twisted her body slightly, but dared not move too much.

"Whose are you?"

"Xiao is your lowly slave, Master..."

"Hmm, then why are you keeping your legs together like that, trying to hide it?"

"Ah, this servant was wrong. Please punish me severely, Master."

A slight smile played on his lips as he picked up the rattan cane and swung it twice in the air. The sound of the cane slicing through the air was clearly audible. Xiao's buttocks involuntarily began to twitch, wriggling restlessly, remembering the pain she had experienced before.

"How about it, time for a good slap on the wrist..."

Xiao made a barely audible response from his throat.

"I'm asking you a question!" he repeated sternly, striking her inner thigh with a cane to emphasize his point, the red mark quickly imprinted on her delicate, sensitive skin.

Xiao's buttocks almost bounced up: "Yes. This lowly slave is ready!" Xiao replied, her voice changing tone.

"What have you prepared?" he demanded, as Xiao received a sharp, stinging blow to her buttocks. Xiao's buttocks writhed violently.

"The ass of a lowly slave."

He took a step back. "Very good," he said, raising the rattan cane. Xiao's buttocks muscles tightened, her chrysanthemum bud shrinking in fear. The cane fell with a terrible hissing sound, striking her soft buttocks and digging deep into her flesh. He didn't use full force—it would be too cruel, and the cane would break—but he didn't pretend either. The cane lashed into Xiao's elastic, plump buttocks again and again, and Xiao cried out, her legs trembling. Her hands gripped the sofa cover violently. He eased the force of the blows slightly, giving her enough endurance to savor the pain below.

The cumulative pain from the cane striking her wounds still caused Xiao to cry out. Her waist, hips, and thighs trembled violently, and her thighs involuntarily rubbed against her knees. He heard her burst into tears and begin to sob.

After enduring ten lashes with the cane, Xiao threw herself into his arms, rubbing her buttocks with her palms while whimpering in pain. He placed his hand on her buttocks, gently touching the distinct welts with his fingertips, slowly caressing her burning flesh.

"You're so cruel..." she muttered under her breath, "I almost beat you to death..."

"Now you know what happens when you're curious, right?" He stroked her bruised and battered bottom. "Now you know what it feels like to be beaten until you cry, right?"

"Yes, I never want to try again." She looked at him through teary eyes. "Am I being too willful..."

"Girls are all very willful..."

"Hmph, showing off your countless conquests again." She rolled her eyes at him, her tear-filled eyes alluring. His lower body tightened again. Hmph, you'll scream in agony later!

While in bed, it wasn't Xiao who screamed, but him.

When Xiao took his long-swollen penis into her mouth and licked it with her tongue, he couldn't help but scream.

He had never performed oral sex on a woman before, whether giving or receiving it. The sexual games that had started after dinner had made his penis swollen and extremely sensitive, and when Xiao's slightly rough tongue brushed against it, the intense pleasure was almost painful.

He knew the relationship between pleasure and pain in SM, and now, experiencing it firsthand, he fully understood its meaning.

Xiao clumsily sucked, her tongue moving back and forth in his groove, his body trembling violently. That sensitive area was something he'd only ever seen in books, and when Xiao's tongue explored it, it was incredibly soothing. He felt a surge of pleasure, a rush of warmth and light in his mouth.

Waves of pleasure surged up from his lower abdomen, and he was almost completely overwhelmed. Suddenly, Xiao lifted her head from his lower body, frowned, quickly grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, and spat out her saliva.

"Ugh, that's disgusting..."

He regained his composure, slightly out of breath: "What's so disgusting?"

"Something's leaking from down there..."

"Tch, don't you know how men react when you play the flute? I haven't even come yet."

"How was I supposed to know you'd have something coming out so quickly? Of course I'd move away if you couldn't hold back!"

"What are you saying!" He pulled Xiao down onto him and slapped her burning buttocks hard several times, making Xiao scream loudly.

"I can't keep fighting anymore, I'm quitting..."

"You've teased me to this point, and you're just going to let it go like this?" He pressed Xiao's head down to look at his erect organ.

“Hmm,” she said, her eyes darting around, “then let’s use our hands.”

“No.” He refused outright.

"Then..." Xiao hugged his head and whispered in his ear, "Today is a safe period..."

She turned off the light, plunging the room into darkness. Xiao liked being in the dark; it felt like her heart was freed from its constraints. Before he could think further, he felt her climb onto his body.

“Let me serve you,” she whispered in his ear.

"Mmm." He grasped her breasts and squeezed them hard. He heard her panting, and then he felt the heavy pressure on his groin. His hot, swollen member slowly slid into a hot, wet world, and he groaned softly.

Without using any fancy techniques, Xiao easily and freely writhed her waist against him, the pleasure coming smoothly and persistently, warm and comfortable. He caressed Xiao's cheeks. Xiao's waist rose and fell, her hot breath soothing his face and chest, occasionally letting out a soft moan as his body touched her buttocks, her moans rising and falling with the rhythm. He couldn't help but pinch Xiao's swollen, burning buttocks, and Xiao screamed. He felt himself being squeezed hard, the intense pleasure compelling him to continue torturing Xiao's buttocks, breasts...

"Oh..." she moaned intermittently, her lower abdomen pounding against his, and he could feel the beads of sweat on her back. His thoughts began to blur, as if only an endless ocean of senses remained, wave after wave surging and crashing...

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