Obsessive Pleasure - Chapter 18

Liang Yun was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Her back and shoulders were still stinging painfully, and her hands were so swollen she couldn’t close them.

She should be thankful her brain was still functioning. She quickly analyzed the potential damage each type of spatula could inflict on her body, ultimately calculating that the wooden and nylon options posed a slightly smaller threat. She figured she could survive a few dozen strikes from each.

She reached out and pointed to the wooden spatula, then the nylon one.

“Hmm, not stupid then! You know which one has the highest killing power.” Chen Yang picked up the leftover stainless steel spatula that Liang Yun had rejected, a dangerously charming smile suddenly curving his lips. “Avoiding the hard stuff. Doesn’t that deserve a beating? Hm?!”

As he spoke, he tapped the spatula he held threateningly on one side of Liang Yun’s buttock. The cold, metallic feel against her skin was like a venomous reptile, sending fear shooting up her tailbone like an electric current.

Liang Yun screamed internally, I’ve been tricked! She should have known that a man as cunning and calculating as he wouldn’t truly hand over the right to choose the tool.

Chen Yang raised his hand, gesturing toward the counter. “Arch yourself over that.“

Liang Yun knew she had no other choice. She bent her entire body into a “W” shape, dutifully lying prone on the kitchen counter, raising her two snowy buttocks high, and arching her back. It was a posture of sacrifice, her br3asts compressed against the cold marble surface.

Chen Yang placed his left hand on Liang Yun’s left buttock to steady her, but his right hand shot high into the air. With a powerful swing of his forearm, he ruthlessly brought the spatula down on the crest of her right hip.

Her flesh rippled like water struck by a stone, the waves of impact spreading outward.

Liang Yun gasped in pain, “Mmmph,” and twisted her buttock, trying to escape, but Chen Yang’s left hand held her firmly in place. There was no getting away.

The man’s arm continued to rise and fall, delivering a continuous barrage of strikes without a moment’s pause. The stainless steel spatula landed in the same spot every time. A hard, red, irregular mark quickly appeared on the pale flesh, its color deepening rapidly.

This time, the pain was not evenly distributed; concentrated in one spot, it felt magnified tenfold.

With every strike, Liang Yun’s head snapped up. Tears rolled uncontrollably down her cheeks, past her neck, and onto her beautiful br3asts.

She screamed hysterically in pain, “Aah! Aah! Aah! Master, please change the place. 

Aah! Aah! Aah!”

“Fine. You asked for it.”

Chen Yang agreed so readily that Liang Yun immediately panicked internally: Was she shooting herself in the foot again?

Chen Yang tapped Liang Yun’s now warm buttock with the tool in his hand. “Spread it yourself! Expose the hole in the back.“

Damn!

Liang Yun silently cursed herself. She was the one who asked to change the place!

She choked back her tears, clenched her hands, and struggled to control the wave of humiliation as she pulled her two cheeks apart. Her pitiful little anus was instantly exposed to the cool air and recoiled sharply from the temperature change.

Snap! This time, Chen Yang flipped the spatula around. The thin, long handle struck her anus directly, making Liang Yun want to jump right off the counter.

“Aah! Are you even human?” Liang Yun cried, trying to slam her head against the countertop, only to hit Chen Yang’s hand.

He had shielded her forehead with his palm.

“Are you insulting me?” Chen Yang’s slow, drawling voice reached her ears, but his hand added a few degrees of force, striking the already reddened, innocent anal area with a steady rhythm.

“Master, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. Please stop hitting.”

Liang Yun’s rear opening quickly swelled and reddened under the relentless contact of the spatula handle. The folds around her anus slowly disappeared due to the bruising, gradually smoothing out to match the surrounding flat flesh.

After fifty or sixty strikes, Liang Yun’s face was a tear-stained mess. Her entire butt was now a valley of crimson. Her brutally abused little anus felt like it had been doused in hot oil, scorching and throbbing.

“You can let go now.” It was like a grant of amnesty. Liang Yun finally dared to release her hands, which had been straining behind her back to spread her buttocks.

When her butt cheeks snapped together, the pressure on the swollen little anal opening sent another wave of stinging pain through her, causing her to whimper again.

“Look at you. You’re so depraved!” Chen Yang drew a finger along the crease of Liang Yun’s inner thigh. His fingers immediately came away slick and wet.

He pulled his hand back, and a long, transparent thread of fluid was pulled taut. Chen Yang held his hand up right in front of Liang Yun’s eyes and deliberately asked her, “What is this?“

Liang Yun kept her head down, her cheek pressed against the countertop, and answered in a tiny whisper, “M-My… my fluid.”

“Where did it come from?”

Liang Yun was mortified, ready to die of shame. She bit her lip but stayed silent. Below, however, another rush of heat flowed out, releasing more juice.

Chen Yang smiled wickedly and asked again, “Where did the fluid flow from?”

Liang Yun closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and replied, “From my n-naughty-hole.”

Chen Yang continued to press her. “Why is the naughty-hole leaking?“

“B-Because  I want it.”

“Want what?”

“I want… Master to fvck me!”

Guided step by step by Chen Yang, Liang Yun finally tore away the veil of shame, confronting the screaming desire within her and the body that had been stripped of its dignity and self-control under his discipline.

“Then why aren’t you begging me, quickly?!”

Master, please, please fvck me! Fvck me hard.