The Paranoid Film Queen Doesn’t Want to Remarry - Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Yan Muyu’s kisses rained down on Xu Weishuang’s cheeks and neck. Xu Weishuang was completely enveloped by that faint fragrance, lost in it, unable to escape.
Xu Weishuang had, in fact, never experienced such intimacy. No matter how gentle she pretended to be, no matter how submissive, she still couldn’t adapt immediately.
She tried her best to control herself, but she inadvertently revealed her apprehension.
She didn’t know that all her expressions at this moment were laid bare before Yan Muyu. Yan Muyu’s gaze never left her for a moment.
Her superficial coldness had been seen through by Yan Muyu. Yan Muyu was satisfied with her inability to adapt, believing it would make her complete breakdown even more beautiful later.
Yan Muyu lowered her eyes, hooked Xu Weishuang’s collar, and slowly undid the buttons.
The air conditioning in the hotel room was on, making it warm, but Xu Weishuang still felt a sudden chill.
It was the coldness of Yan Muyu’s fingertips, sliding slowly down from her neck.
But the other party didn’t do anything more excessive; she merely took off her clothes.
However, taking off clothes couldn’t be said to be completely not excessive.
Her limbs were bound, her eyes covered so she couldn’t see anything. Even her underwear was taken off by Yan Muyu. In this unfamiliar hotel, she was so exposed, facing someone she had only known through movies.
The direct sensation from her skin became clearer. Xu Weishuang sniffed the scent on Yan Muyu.
She had previously only found the scent pleasant, encompassing her. Now, without any barriers, she had the mistaken impression that the scent was invading her pores, melting into her body.
She felt shame.
Humans are animals with a sense of shame. In their civilized minds, there is a strong discomfort with bodily exposure.
Clothes covered oneself; clothes displayed status.
Now that she had no covering, what was the difference between her and those forest animals that survived solely on instinct?
Xu Weishuang was, after all, experiencing this for the first time and had not expected to be subjected to such an “education.” She thought Yan Muyu, or rather, people in that circle, would only inflict pain on her, pain so intense that she would forget everything.
But Yan Muyu wanted her to endure this humiliation fully conscious.
Xu Weishuang instinctively began to struggle. A person could overcome physiological instincts when seeking death, but they couldn’t convince themselves to abandon their dignity as a human being.
Her struggle was predictable to Yan Muyu. Yan Muyu watched Xu Weishuang’s unease without any worry.
After all, she had already bound her.
She found that she truly loved this sudden encounter. She was delighted when Xu Weishuang showed complete submission, and she was equally interested in Xu Weishuang when her disguise was torn apart, revealing her youthfulness and resistance.
Yan Muyu had not given Xu Weishuang a safe word before doing this. She didn’t particularly like that circle and was indifferent to the excessive things that happened there.
She was simply obsessed with the pleasure of completely controlling the other person. There was no need to give Xu Weishuang a safe word; if Xu Weishuang was truly unwilling, Yan Muyu could stop at any time.
Yan Muyu squatted down, letting Xu Weishuang feel her deliberately restrained aura, suddenly less oppressive, suddenly less dominant.
“I can untie you. I can stop right now. Do you want me to?” Yan Muyu’s voice returned to its gentle tone. She showed immense patience.
But before her was Xu Weishuang’s flawless body; how could she let go easily?
“I told you, be a good girl, and you’ll get a reward.” Before Xu Weishuang could answer, Yan Muyu repeated the statement.
She was deepening Xu Weishuang’s craving, making her have a stronger conjecture about the reward, allowing Yan Muyu to regain control of her in her hesitation.
She was testing, inducing. Would Xu Weishuang accept this level?
In ordinary times, Xu Weishuang would naturally be able to distinguish the temptation in Yan Muyu’s words, but at this moment, she had lost her bodily freedom. Amidst unease and scrutiny, she could no longer correctly assess her own needs.
Which was more enticing: the reward, or would stopping bring her more peace of mind?
Xu Weishuang didn’t know.
If she knew, she wouldn’t be doing this with Yan Muyu, wouldn’t be tightly bound to a chair at this moment.
In reality, her struggles were minimal, reflecting her conflicting emotions. She had a desire, wanting to receive Yan Muyu’s “education,” yet she couldn’t fully trust Yan Muyu, fearing everything that had yet to happen.
Yan Muyu understood Xu Weishuang’s current feelings. She knelt before her, slowly soothing her.
Xu Weishuang, with her eyes blindfolded, couldn’t see the mad possessiveness in Yan Muyu’s eyes, only hear her deliberately softened, gentle voice.
“Don’t be afraid. I’ll lead you. Just give in to me.” She said this as she kissed Xu Weishuang’s hand, kissing Xu Weishuang’s fingers.
She pleased Xu Weishuang by performing the actions she had just done, gently biting Xu Weishuang’s slender finger, then taking it into her mouth.
Xu Weishuang’s slightly bent knuckle touched her upper teeth, and her fingertip pressed against Yan Muyu’s tongue.
Xu Weishuang, who had always been passively receiving, was so held by Yan Muyu that her mind suddenly became flustered.
For a moment, she forgot the previous feelings of shame and humiliation. Her senses were fixed only on her fingertips and Yan Muyu’s hot breath.
Yan Muyu’s kisses continued to fall, everywhere on her, each one exquisitely gentle.
Xu Weishuang fell into the trap Yan Muyu had woven. Her already weak resistance gradually dissipated.
Yan Muyu’s kisses had now reached her eyes. Her blindfolded eyes felt the heat before them.
She knew Yan Muyu was very close; their breaths were mingling.
The other’s breathing, the faint fragrance from the other’s hair, all became so intense.
Her skin was touched by Yan Muyu, seemingly not intentionally, but because they were so close, Yan Muyu’s clothes brushed against her body.
She was passively left to judge and imagine everything through her senses until Yan Muyu spoke again.
“I’m going to help you take off your outer pants,” she said with a smile. “After all, you’re a bit inconvenienced right now.”
As she spoke, Yan Muyu had already unbuttoned her pants.
She spoke as if she genuinely wanted to help Xu Weishuang, as if Xu Weishuang indeed couldn’t manage it herself.
Xu Weishuang couldn’t maintain her composure anymore and instinctively bit her lip, remaining silent.
She felt shame again, but shame was something that could be chipped away little by little.
Everything Yan Muyu had done before had taken effect. Although Xu Weishuang was hesitant at this moment, she ultimately allowed Yan Muyu’s actions.
Yan Muyu watched Xu Weishuang’s reaction with satisfaction, sensing the latter’s continuously collapsing inner state, and patiently induced Xu Weishuang to completely submit to her.
She controlled the desire to savor everything right now. She was a very greedy person but also possessed extreme patience.
She continuously made Xu Weishuang feel gentle pleasure, immersing her in it, then suddenly inflicted real physical pain to make her sober up.
Again and again, yet never truly giving the reward.
Xu Weishuang trembled, whimpering in pain, on the verge of collapse, yet she could never break that bowstring.
She could have begged Yan Muyu, could have actively asked for the reward, because she had been a good girl.
Yan Muyu was waiting for the moment she would completely let go of her self-respect, but she stubbornly bit her lip, not saying a single word.
It wasn’t until dawn, when sunlight streamed into the dim room.
Yan Muyu also awoke from this game. Although she hadn’t taken off her clothes, she wasn’t clean and tidy either.
Only when she saw that it was daylight did she suddenly wake up, and after a moment of daze, she sank onto the edge of the bed, realizing that she had been as deeply immersed as Xu Weishuang, and had been so exhilarated.
She chuckled softly. Although her body had not been released, she felt utterly satiated.
Then Yan Muyu unbound Xu Weishuang. The girl before her seemed not yet to have emerged from that state; her physiological reactions still made her unconsciously sob and tremble.
Yan Muyu looked at her, then turned to get a towel to help her clean the marks on her body.
But as Yan Muyu turned, Xu Weishuang suddenly grabbed her, raising her already tear-reddened eyes, and said to Yan Muyu with extreme calm, “Thank you.”
She was expressing gratitude, but also drawing a line.
With her disheveled and exposed appearance, and her still ongoing physiological reactions.
Yan Muyu froze in place, staring fixedly at her, a smile on her lips, but her eyes filled with obsessive madness.
She was so lovely. Yan Muyu wanted to possess her completely, to leave her own mark on her body and soul.