Obsessive Pleasure - Chapter 20

But Chen Yang did not enter Liang Yun.

He stood behind her, seemed to observe her for a moment, and then turned and went into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water could be heard from inside.

Liang Yun was stunned, and a sudden wave of despair made her want to cry. He actually went to take a shower!

Liang Yun knelt there, her mind a blank. She felt a painful ache in her heart but didn’t dare to cry, afraid Chen Yang would laugh at her.

She had never been so completely ignored.

Liang Yun knew her body was beautiful. Her porcelain-like skin made many men unable to resist reaching out to touch her. Her soft, supple limbs made males uncontrollably fantasize about bending and folding her into all sorts of seductive positions.

Yet, Chen Yang was completely unmoved. He just left her hanging here, casually walking away.

He didn’t speak a single word of contempt, but it sent Liang Yun’s heart plummeting. To him, she was so insignificant. Even after trying her best to please him, she couldn’t avoid the outcome where he simply brushed her aside like a fallen leaf.

She had never felt such an urgent, desperate craving, one that clawed from every corner of every nerve: to be acknowledged by Chen Yang, to be claimed by him, to be occupied by him.

Even a single approving look would be an unparalleled reward.

Not this feeling of being discarded, like a worn-out garment, tossed away and left utterly alone.

Finally unable to hold it in, Liang Yun began to sob, like a petal drifting in the night wind, her transparent tears falling without the weight of color.

She hadn’t realized that she was so light, so utterly insignificant.

“What are you crying for?”

After a long while, Chen Yang returned. He saw her head bowed, weeping profusely, looking more pitiful than when she was being beaten.

Liang Yun lifted her blurry eyes and saw him carrying the foot basin she kept in the bathroom.

Chen Yang put the basin down, then reached out, picked Liang Yun up, and set her down on a chair.

Liang Yun didn’t answer, still quietly whimpering, though her sadness had eased slightly. Her Master had returned after all, and he had even picked her up.

Chen Yang didn’t need her explanation; sharp as he was, he knew exactly why Liang Yun was upset.

After settling his little submissive on the chair, Chen Yang’s own c0ck remained fully erect. Yet, he seemed completely unbothered, reaching out to pull Liang Yun’s thighs apart. “Sit wide.“

Liang Yun didn’t know what he was going to do. She tentatively draped her legs over the chair’s armrests, exposing her private parts wide open for him to see.

Chen Yang took out a wet wipe and began meticulously cleaning Liang Yun’s vulva. He then pulled her lady’s razor and a can of shaving foam, which she kept in the shower caddy, from his pants pocket. He squeezed a dollop of foam and spread it below.

Liang Yun flinched backward in surprise, but he clamped her buttocks, lifting her and pulling her almost flat. “Don’t move!“

Chen Yang’s expression was blank, examining Liang Yun’s pvssy like he was inspecting an inanimate object.

“You don’t have much hair, but it’s better to shave it clean,” Chen Yang suddenly commented. “Master will teach you today; from now on, you’ll clean yourself to this standard.”

Liang Yun blushed crimson with shame. While stealing glances at Chen Yang, who was intently rotating the razor to shave her sparse, light pubic hair, her thoughts ran wild with desire for the rock-hard p3nis still prominent between his legs.

“What are you thinking about?” Chen Yang put the razor down, satisfied as he admired his work.

Next, he ran his hand up Liang Yun’s thigh to the top, where he pinched the two smooth labia at her entrance with his thumb.

Liang Yun closed her eyes and trembled all over.

Chen Yang reached deeper, pinching Liang Yun’s cl!toris between his index and middle fingers, while suddenly flicking it with his thumb like a marble.

“Aah! Aah! Aah!” The flick made Liang Yun suddenly arch her back, clamp her legs shut, and gasp for air. The stimulation was too intense, both painful and pleasurable, leaving her both terrified and excited!

Chen Yang unceremoniously pulled her legs open again, slapped the inside of her thigh, then pinned her already engorged and erect cl!toris, which was peaking out between her lips, pinching and rubbing it.

He then immediately slipped his index finger into her pvssy, twisting and rotating as he probed. Slowly, he added a second finger, accelerating the speed of his fingering.

He deliberately taunted her, “So tight, so tender. Weren’t you born just to be fucked by a man?“

The slick, watery sounds grew louder. The muscles on Liang Yun’s inner thighs began to twitch, and her vaginal opening started to contract in spasms.

Chen Yang smiled cruelly, increasing the force and speed. “Biting so tightly! Are you about to come?”

Liang Yun’s entire body tensed, shaking violently. She grabbed his arm. Master! Master! I’m about to come.

Just at that critical tipping point, Chen Yang abruptly stopped his hand movement, pulling his fingers back just outside her entrance.

Liang Yun experienced a complete letdown, like bungee jumping halfway and being yanked back up. Her entire sensory system felt hollow.

Chen Yang took in the craving, the struggle, and the subsequent regret and disappointment on her face. He leaned in close to her, biting her flushed earlobe as he whispered, “Are you sad? Is your naughty-hole empty? Do you want to be filled up? Do you want to orgasm?”

Liang Yun frantically nodded. “Yes, yes! Please, Master, please!”

Before she finished speaking, his fingers plunged back in, exploring and rotating. “You are not allowed to orgasm without my permission!“

Chen Yang continued to play with her slightly swollen, everted petals until the deeply probing fingers found a slightly raised mound of soft flesh on the upper wall of her v4g1na, eliciting a sharp gasp from Liang Yun.

He paused slightly, then moved his fingertip back and forth, confirming the spot several times. Each time it hit, Liang Yun let out a long, plaintive moan. He sighed with confidence. “The G-spot is right here.“

A sense of dread suddenly overcame Liang Yun. Chen Yang seemed to have a new focus. His fingers no longer casually scraped her internal walls but relentlessly and repeatedly stabbed her G-spot.

When she tensed her legs and loudly begged for mercy, he would suddenly stop. As soon as her body cooled slightly, he would plunge back in and resume the teasing, repeating the cycle again and again.

“Hold on!”

“You are not allowed to come!”

Liang Yun was driven to near madness, constantly being pushed to the brink of orgasm only to be forcibly pulled back. Eventually, she became so sensitive that the slightest touch of Chen Yang’s finger on her body would send an unbearable itch through her canal.

Liang Yun finally broke down and began to sob. “Master, Master! I give up! I give up on orgasm! I don’t want to.”

Chen Yang abruptly lifted her, tossed her onto the sofa, and covered her body. With a powerful surge of his hips, his hot, firm length instantly filled Liang Yun.

“Baby, this is called edge play.“