Obsessive Pleasure - Chapter 7
Hitting on an unclaimed submissive (M) without her consent could get a Dom (S) tossed out of the venue, but brazenly poaching another S’s sub could get them thrown out of the community entirely.
The blonde man, who had been full of swagger, immediately deflated the moment Chen Yang burst in and staked his claim. He muttered a curse and sullenly backed off.
Chen Yang, however, kept hold of Liang Yun’s hand.
“If you don’t want to be harassed again, come with me.” This time, he spoke in Mandarin, looking down at the name tag pinned to her chest and deliberately biting out her name: “Elaine.”
Chen Yang led Liang Yun straight up to the second floor of the bar.
Relative to the public venue downstairs, the VIP rooms on the second floor required advance, real-name reservations. It was difficult to get in unless you were a well-known figure in the community.
Chen Yang pushed open the door to a private room and flipped the “Do Not Disturb” sign around.
His grip on Liang Yun’s wrist was gentle, not forceful, yet Liang Yun stood there as if spellbound, not moving, allowing him to lead her.
Chen Yang closed the door behind her, then went to the fridge, grabbed a bottle of water, and handed it to Liang Yun.
Liang Yun murmured, “Thank you,” twisted the cap, and took a sip. Her heart was still hammering hard.
“An unclaimed M, wandering around dressed like that, is bound to be harassed.” Chen Yang leaned against the metal fridge door, looking entirely amused.
“Who says I’m unclaimed?” Liang Yun retorted, though she dared not meet his eyes.
There’s something wrong with the decor in this room. Why did someone make the lights so bright?
He scoffed, making it clear he didn’t believe her.
“Unclaimed and still roaming around like a fool. If she were mine, I’d snap three rattan canes!” Chen Yang suddenly moved close, speaking right next to Liang Yun’s ear.
Liang Yun jolted violently. He hadn’t even touched her, but just hearing his words caused her to—
Get wet.
Chen Yang seemed aware of the change in her. He smiled faintly. “Your eyes betray you. Such untamed eyes, without faith or direction. Either you’re an uninitiated newbie, or a lost little sub who hasn’t been whipped into submission.”
Liang Yun felt as if he had exposed a secret she never wanted to share. She was mortified and turned to leave. You’re the uninitiated one! Your whole family is uninitiated!
Chen Yang didn’t stop her; instead, he said languidly from behind: “If you’re willing, I can point you in the right direction.”
Just those few words, spoken without much volume, held Liang Yun magnetically, preventing her from taking another step.
“It… It’s too bright in here,” she blurted out a completely irrelevant thought.
Chen Yang let out a soft laugh and reached up, loosening his tie.
He walked up to Liang Yun, removed her mask, and used his tie to blindfold her, tying a knot behind her head.
Chen Yang placed his hand on the back of Liang Yun’s neck, carefully pulling the tight fabric of her high collar down, his touch gliding over her delicate skin, gently stroking her twice.
Liang Yun felt all the fine hairs on her body stand on end.
His hand held no physical threat, yet it inexplicably made her want to surrender to his control.
Just as Liang Yun instinctively wanted to turn her head, like a kitten, to rub her cheek against his hand, he suddenly pressed down hard on her shoulder, wrenching both her arms and pinning them behind her back.
He spun her halfway around and pressed her into the crook of his arm.
“Relax, here, and here.” Chen Yang’s hand slowly slid down, from her neck to her shoulder, from her back down to the curve of her hips.
Goosebumps erupted all over Liang Yun’s back. The darkness before her eyes forced her into helpless submission to Chen Yang’s control.
She was nervous, yet excited.
Sight is the sense humans naturally rely on most. Once it’s stripped away, reason falls into chaos, and animal instinct takes over, forcing one to rely on external power.
Chen Yang, who was well-versed in this dynamic, had found the quickest way to establish a control/submission relationship with Liang Yun.
Liang Yun was trembling in his arms. Chen Yang gently ran his hand over the perky, supple flesh tightly encased by the skirt’s hem, caressing and provoking her with his palm.
He lowered his head and exhaled slowly right against her ear: “Trust me, I won’t hurt you.”
Liang Yun’s ears, and then her neck, began to redden. Her body twisted awkwardly, wanting to move.
Chen Yang suddenly placed one foot between her legs and firmly pushed her thighs apart, locking her in place. Her butt cheeks fell perfectly into his palms, ready to be squeezed and molded.
Liang Yun was held fast. With her bottom being played with so brazenly, she couldn’t help but let out a moan.
Chen Yang heard it and let out a seemingly satisfied sigh.
Then, he suddenly raised his hand and brought it down hard, slapping the soft, cute flesh that had just been in his palm, making it violently convulse.
“Ah—” Liang Yun cried out, then instantly bit down on her lip, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.
Chen Yang’s palm was firm but warm, landing on her bottom like an instrument of discipline, imbued with feeling and life.
Seeing Liang Yun instinctively try to stifle her cry, Chen Yang subtly adjusted his glasses and pressed down on her waist again: “Arch that butt higher!“
A rapid flurry of slaps immediately rained down like a sudden shower, hitting the raised, soft flesh until it shuddered and jumped like a startled bunny.
Liang Yun’s bottom instantly began to burn and ache, yet in the short intervals between the pain, she couldn’t bear to move away from those warm, dominating hands.
The few seconds between each strike were a complex mix of disappointment, anticipation, fear, and thrill.
The gentle caress moments ago and the severe punishment now were two extremes of the same entity, and both were fatally addictive to her.
Liang Yun felt her buttocks swell rapidly. A current began to surge violently beneath her abdomen.
“You can cry out,” Chen Yang said, before another set of fierce slaps descended.
“Ah… ooohhh…” Following Chen Yang’s words, Liang Yun instantly burst into tears and sobs. Her heart felt like a floodgate had opened, letting the pent-up pressure and anxiety pour out.
The surrounding sounds of the club went completely silent.