An Shaoting's body was floating, slowly waking up from a hazy dream
Some clips of last night floated into his consciousness one by one - the continuous whipping of the slap, Yuan Kexin was heart-warming, the wet vagina in her white underwear, and the orgasm of her cock ejaculation in her warm mouth.
Yuan Kexin's beautiful and beautiful face became more and more clear in his mind - he gradually recalled many details of last night - although they all looked like his dream
First, Yuan Kexin no longer admitted that he was her master; later, after seeing the scars on his waist, she began to cry with sadness; then she looked surprised when she heard that he was going to go back to the previous way to abuse her.
An Shaoting recalled that everything was not a dream
He brutally whipped Yuan Kexin, interrupted the strap of her bra behind her back, and beat her whole back into a red patch. Finally, he found that her underwear was wet under his whip. After he took it off, he confirmed that she was really sexually thriving when she was abused and her vaginal fluid was overflowing.
He threw down the whip in pain, stood blankly by the bed, Yuan Kexin, who was hit by the whip, took the initiative to climb down, knelt between his legs and took off his pants, tried hard to lick his glans with his tongue, then put his swelling cock into his mouth, and gave him a blowjob gently and enthusiastically until he sprayed thick semen into her mouth
He didn't know whether she was performing her sex slave duty for his oral sex or the gratitude for the whip he gave her. He was just standing there. The strong stimulation from his cock made him constantly recall the scene when she served him in the elevator before, but he no longer had the physical excitement and soul shock at that time.
He burst violently into her mouth. The intensity of the orgasm still made his legs tremble, but he could no longer feel the dual pleasure of spirit and body.
He really couldn't believe that she was a masochist, he refused to believe this
He pulled her up and hugged her, hugged his body on the bed, he kissed her face, neck, and ears to the fullest. He gently stroked her scarred back, said sorry to her from the bottom of her heart, and kissed her tears from the bottom of her heart.
The intimate hug and friction between him and her body made him unable to help but get an erection. He pushed her down on the bed, inserted his hard cock into her wet vagina, thrusting passionately inside her body, and ejaculated happily into the depths of her warm vagina during extreme orgasm
He remembered that he lay on her for a long time after ejaculation, and slowly fell asleep
He suddenly woke up, and he remembered that he should be in Yuan Kexin's room now. On her bed, he suddenly opened his eyes. The morning sun had already shone into the room through the curtains.
He sat up suddenly and found that he was sleeping naked on Yuan Kexin's bed, but there was no Yuan Kexin on the bed. When he looked up, he suddenly saw her - she was wearing a blanket pitifully, sitting in the corner of the wall with a sluggish tears. The tears under her red and swollen eyes showed that she had been crying for a long time.
He jumped out of bed suddenly and looked at the poor Yuan Kexin in a silly manner. I don’t know what happened when he fell asleep Yuan Kexin slowly raised her head, looked at him with a spiritless look, and said coldly to him: You go, go
An Shaoting was in a daze to recall everything yesterday, but still didn't know why his dream slave was in such a cold tone now, and an ominous premonition rushed over his head.
Mengnu, what's wrong with you? I am your master, you are...
You go, you are not my master, please go...please leave
An Shaoting was both confused and nervous. I wonder why she wanted to argue with him again that he was not her master? Could it be that he had sleepwalking again in the middle of the night last night?
A cool air rose from the soles of her feet, but, isn't it? If he really started sleepwalking again, he would go crazy with her again, then she should be happier.
Mengnu, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten what we said yesterday? Have you forgotten the scars here? I am your master. There will be no mistakes. If you like me and punish you, I will definitely punish you severely, just like I did to you before?
No! You... are not my master. My master has...you go
An Shaoting suddenly realized that he was talking to her so gentlely, so naturally it was not the kind of master's tone that he wanted her to admit that he was her master, and that he could only show his tyrannical temper.
When he thought of this, he immediately turned his face and shouted at her in a strange and fierce tone: You... How can you not recognize your master, you slut? Come over quickly and see if I don't punish you.
Yuan Kexin sat down in the blanket as if she hadn't heard it. She lowered her head and sat in the blanket. She didn't move at all with her fierce orders. An Shaoting became more anxious and became more fierce and shouted: Did you hear it? If you don't move... I'll... OK! Look, I won't punish you.
While speaking, An Shaoting picked up the whip he threw yesterday from the ground and threw a loud whip at Yuan Kexin's knee wrapped in the blanket.
Yuan Kexin frowned and looked at him resentfully, but she was not moved by the whip. She still sat there and said to him again in an extremely cold tone: You go, you are no longer my master, and you don't come again.
Seeing Yuan Kexin's eyes, An Shaoting held a whip in his hand but couldn't hit him. He felt mixed emotions, and his whole body seemed to be pierced with pain and disappointment, piercing him all over his body.
He suddenly understood Yuan Kexin's mood - she said that he was no longer her master, even though she told him that although she admitted that he had been her master before, he is no longer so - he is not qualified and he wants to whip her and punish her again, and he pretends to do it without any sincerity.
A huge fear hit An Shaoting's whole body-He felt cold all over, blood solidified in his body, and his heart was about to stop beating
He is about to lose his slave forever - the lovely slave who made him lose his mind and dreamed of him, and the lovely slave who made him regret and pity - she can only be the slave in his dream
He was in chaos, his whole body was as stiff as he could not move, and he could not say a word in his mouth.
After a long time, he slowly put on his pants, put on his clothes, and walked out of Yuan Kexin's door blankly.
The sky was clear, but it could not erase the clouds in his heart.
Is he really going to lose his dream slave? Oh my God! That's so terrible-that beautiful and charming body, that obedient and obedient soul
Didn’t she like to be abused? Why did he whip her again but she didn’t respond? Did she think she wasn’t ruthless enough? Did she think that his abuse of her yesterday was just false and insincere? Did she insist on that kind of real, inhuman, irrational tyranny?
Could it be that he had to move back to his original residence again, start sleepwalking again, and torture her violently in his dream again, so that she would recognize him as his master? Is only tyranny able to maintain that kind of master-slave relationship?
An Shaoting shook his head in pain, even if he could really recover to the terrible sleepwalking syndrome of his original terrible sleepwalking, he could not tolerate his terrible, inhuman, subconscious cruelty - and even if he could take back his lost dream slave in his dream, it was just a dream after all!
He doesn't want to dream! What he wants is the real slave - the real slave in this real world!
However, Mengnu was unwilling to accept him in the real world and admitted that he was her master.
No! He must go back! He must convince his dream slave even if she is unwilling to admit that he is her master, as long as she is willing to be her friend - he has never been nostalgic for the master-slave relationship maintained by violence - what he wants is love! That kind of natural, mutual love!
Yes! Isn’t Mengnu needing the most now the comfort of her friends? Who else can she tell her about her disorganized and desperate mood? Who else can she open her to besides him? Who else can she open her to besides him?
He ran back to Yuan Kexin's door, knocked anxiously, and kept shouting Mengnu open the door like crazy. Mengnu opened the door.
No response
He continued to knock on the door with no movement—the silence as if it was dead
An Shaoting felt even more panicked--he didn't dare to think about the worse possibility, and ran downstairs like flying, then climbed up from the fire escape beside the building, jumped to the platform in front of Yuan Kexin's window, and suddenly pushed open the window and jumped into the room.
As soon as he adapted to the light in the room, he found that he was looking at Yuan Kexin's confused and surprised eyes.
Seeing that she was still intact, An Shaoting's heartbeat calmed slightly, he said to Yuan Kexin a little out of breath: Mengnu, you... you... listen to me... If you don't want to admit that I am your master... it's okay... but listen to me... we are still friends... right? We...
You... Didn't I let you go? You can't be my master... You go...
Mengnu, listen to me...
You go... Don't come in through this window again. This window is specially used by my master. Please don't come in from here... Don't come again in the future.
Mengnu, you... I am your master. If you need it, I can do it like before...
You go quickly. My master has a very bad temper. If he comes and sees you here, I don’t know what he will do to you. You should go quickly!
Ah? Mengnu? Do you think that tyrannical master will come?
You go! You go! I don’t want to see you again... Woo... You... Go quickly! Woo... Yuan Kexin suddenly burst into tears while she kept crying, while pushing An Shaoting towards the door like crazy
When An Shaoting saw her in pain, he felt like a knife in his heart. He couldn't stand seeing his sweetheart suffering in his heart, but he was powerless.
An Shaoting was finally pushed out of the door and locked outside the door - heartbroken crying still came from inside the room
An Shaoting's heart is broken
He knew that Yuan Kexin had already become in a state of trance and she was already a little ill. He knew that he was her master, but he still imagined that another tyrannical master would crawl in from her window
Oh my God! All of this was caused by An Shaoting!
He fell into a desperate fear
Some clips of last night floated into his consciousness one by one - the continuous whipping of the slap, Yuan Kexin was heart-warming, the wet vagina in her white underwear, and the orgasm of her cock ejaculation in her warm mouth.
Yuan Kexin's beautiful and beautiful face became more and more clear in his mind - he gradually recalled many details of last night - although they all looked like his dream
First, Yuan Kexin no longer admitted that he was her master; later, after seeing the scars on his waist, she began to cry with sadness; then she looked surprised when she heard that he was going to go back to the previous way to abuse her.
An Shaoting recalled that everything was not a dream
He brutally whipped Yuan Kexin, interrupted the strap of her bra behind her back, and beat her whole back into a red patch. Finally, he found that her underwear was wet under his whip. After he took it off, he confirmed that she was really sexually thriving when she was abused and her vaginal fluid was overflowing.
He threw down the whip in pain, stood blankly by the bed, Yuan Kexin, who was hit by the whip, took the initiative to climb down, knelt between his legs and took off his pants, tried hard to lick his glans with his tongue, then put his swelling cock into his mouth, and gave him a blowjob gently and enthusiastically until he sprayed thick semen into her mouth
He didn't know whether she was performing her sex slave duty for his oral sex or the gratitude for the whip he gave her. He was just standing there. The strong stimulation from his cock made him constantly recall the scene when she served him in the elevator before, but he no longer had the physical excitement and soul shock at that time.
He burst violently into her mouth. The intensity of the orgasm still made his legs tremble, but he could no longer feel the dual pleasure of spirit and body.
He really couldn't believe that she was a masochist, he refused to believe this
He pulled her up and hugged her, hugged his body on the bed, he kissed her face, neck, and ears to the fullest. He gently stroked her scarred back, said sorry to her from the bottom of her heart, and kissed her tears from the bottom of her heart.
The intimate hug and friction between him and her body made him unable to help but get an erection. He pushed her down on the bed, inserted his hard cock into her wet vagina, thrusting passionately inside her body, and ejaculated happily into the depths of her warm vagina during extreme orgasm
He remembered that he lay on her for a long time after ejaculation, and slowly fell asleep
He suddenly woke up, and he remembered that he should be in Yuan Kexin's room now. On her bed, he suddenly opened his eyes. The morning sun had already shone into the room through the curtains.
He sat up suddenly and found that he was sleeping naked on Yuan Kexin's bed, but there was no Yuan Kexin on the bed. When he looked up, he suddenly saw her - she was wearing a blanket pitifully, sitting in the corner of the wall with a sluggish tears. The tears under her red and swollen eyes showed that she had been crying for a long time.
He jumped out of bed suddenly and looked at the poor Yuan Kexin in a silly manner. I don’t know what happened when he fell asleep Yuan Kexin slowly raised her head, looked at him with a spiritless look, and said coldly to him: You go, go
An Shaoting was in a daze to recall everything yesterday, but still didn't know why his dream slave was in such a cold tone now, and an ominous premonition rushed over his head.
Mengnu, what's wrong with you? I am your master, you are...
You go, you are not my master, please go...please leave
An Shaoting was both confused and nervous. I wonder why she wanted to argue with him again that he was not her master? Could it be that he had sleepwalking again in the middle of the night last night?
A cool air rose from the soles of her feet, but, isn't it? If he really started sleepwalking again, he would go crazy with her again, then she should be happier.
Mengnu, what's wrong with you? Have you forgotten what we said yesterday? Have you forgotten the scars here? I am your master. There will be no mistakes. If you like me and punish you, I will definitely punish you severely, just like I did to you before?
No! You... are not my master. My master has...you go
An Shaoting suddenly realized that he was talking to her so gentlely, so naturally it was not the kind of master's tone that he wanted her to admit that he was her master, and that he could only show his tyrannical temper.
When he thought of this, he immediately turned his face and shouted at her in a strange and fierce tone: You... How can you not recognize your master, you slut? Come over quickly and see if I don't punish you.
Yuan Kexin sat down in the blanket as if she hadn't heard it. She lowered her head and sat in the blanket. She didn't move at all with her fierce orders. An Shaoting became more anxious and became more fierce and shouted: Did you hear it? If you don't move... I'll... OK! Look, I won't punish you.
While speaking, An Shaoting picked up the whip he threw yesterday from the ground and threw a loud whip at Yuan Kexin's knee wrapped in the blanket.
Yuan Kexin frowned and looked at him resentfully, but she was not moved by the whip. She still sat there and said to him again in an extremely cold tone: You go, you are no longer my master, and you don't come again.
Seeing Yuan Kexin's eyes, An Shaoting held a whip in his hand but couldn't hit him. He felt mixed emotions, and his whole body seemed to be pierced with pain and disappointment, piercing him all over his body.
He suddenly understood Yuan Kexin's mood - she said that he was no longer her master, even though she told him that although she admitted that he had been her master before, he is no longer so - he is not qualified and he wants to whip her and punish her again, and he pretends to do it without any sincerity.
A huge fear hit An Shaoting's whole body-He felt cold all over, blood solidified in his body, and his heart was about to stop beating
He is about to lose his slave forever - the lovely slave who made him lose his mind and dreamed of him, and the lovely slave who made him regret and pity - she can only be the slave in his dream
He was in chaos, his whole body was as stiff as he could not move, and he could not say a word in his mouth.
After a long time, he slowly put on his pants, put on his clothes, and walked out of Yuan Kexin's door blankly.
The sky was clear, but it could not erase the clouds in his heart.
Is he really going to lose his dream slave? Oh my God! That's so terrible-that beautiful and charming body, that obedient and obedient soul
Didn’t she like to be abused? Why did he whip her again but she didn’t respond? Did she think she wasn’t ruthless enough? Did she think that his abuse of her yesterday was just false and insincere? Did she insist on that kind of real, inhuman, irrational tyranny?
Could it be that he had to move back to his original residence again, start sleepwalking again, and torture her violently in his dream again, so that she would recognize him as his master? Is only tyranny able to maintain that kind of master-slave relationship?
An Shaoting shook his head in pain, even if he could really recover to the terrible sleepwalking syndrome of his original terrible sleepwalking, he could not tolerate his terrible, inhuman, subconscious cruelty - and even if he could take back his lost dream slave in his dream, it was just a dream after all!
He doesn't want to dream! What he wants is the real slave - the real slave in this real world!
However, Mengnu was unwilling to accept him in the real world and admitted that he was her master.
No! He must go back! He must convince his dream slave even if she is unwilling to admit that he is her master, as long as she is willing to be her friend - he has never been nostalgic for the master-slave relationship maintained by violence - what he wants is love! That kind of natural, mutual love!
Yes! Isn’t Mengnu needing the most now the comfort of her friends? Who else can she tell her about her disorganized and desperate mood? Who else can she open her to besides him? Who else can she open her to besides him?
He ran back to Yuan Kexin's door, knocked anxiously, and kept shouting Mengnu open the door like crazy. Mengnu opened the door.
No response
He continued to knock on the door with no movement—the silence as if it was dead
An Shaoting felt even more panicked--he didn't dare to think about the worse possibility, and ran downstairs like flying, then climbed up from the fire escape beside the building, jumped to the platform in front of Yuan Kexin's window, and suddenly pushed open the window and jumped into the room.
As soon as he adapted to the light in the room, he found that he was looking at Yuan Kexin's confused and surprised eyes.
Seeing that she was still intact, An Shaoting's heartbeat calmed slightly, he said to Yuan Kexin a little out of breath: Mengnu, you... you... listen to me... If you don't want to admit that I am your master... it's okay... but listen to me... we are still friends... right? We...
You... Didn't I let you go? You can't be my master... You go...
Mengnu, listen to me...
You go... Don't come in through this window again. This window is specially used by my master. Please don't come in from here... Don't come again in the future.
Mengnu, you... I am your master. If you need it, I can do it like before...
You go quickly. My master has a very bad temper. If he comes and sees you here, I don’t know what he will do to you. You should go quickly!
Ah? Mengnu? Do you think that tyrannical master will come?
You go! You go! I don’t want to see you again... Woo... You... Go quickly! Woo... Yuan Kexin suddenly burst into tears while she kept crying, while pushing An Shaoting towards the door like crazy
When An Shaoting saw her in pain, he felt like a knife in his heart. He couldn't stand seeing his sweetheart suffering in his heart, but he was powerless.
An Shaoting was finally pushed out of the door and locked outside the door - heartbroken crying still came from inside the room
An Shaoting's heart is broken
He knew that Yuan Kexin had already become in a state of trance and she was already a little ill. He knew that he was her master, but he still imagined that another tyrannical master would crawl in from her window
Oh my God! All of this was caused by An Shaoting!
He fell into a desperate fear
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