Surrender III

The basement with constant temperature and humidity is very quiet.Soft light fell from the top of his head and sprinkled on Chu Yunhan's naked skin.His skin, which hadn't seen the sun for a long time, was as fine and white as porcelain, which made the scarlet marks on his back even more eye-catching.

It was the marks left by the whips, which crossed diagonally from side to side, and the parallel lines were almost equidistant in color, bright red but not bloody.He was kneeling on the carpet with his legs slightly apart, his upper body upright, and his hands hanging by his sides.Because of the pain, his body was shaking slightly, and beads of sweat oozing from his forehead slid down his cheeks and dripped on his collarbone.

He was much thinner than two months ago, his collarbone was obviously sunken, his chin was sharpened, and there was a faint dark shadow under his eyes. He looked fragile and tired.Even though there are special dietitians and cooks to match his diet every day, and he also eats under the order of the man, the weight is still losing weight.He could hardly sleep, and stayed in his room all day without going anywhere.His nerves became very sensitive, and he refused all physical contact except Chu Yichen, and would slam back whenever someone approached.

In fact, what he fears most should be his own touch.Chu Yichen understood this in his heart.It's just that this fear was suppressed by other deeper fears in the training again and again.Because he was afraid of pain and punishment, his body forcibly suppressed his fear and turned it into a slight trembling.

If you stop here... everything will fall short.

The decision was made at the beginning, wasn't it?Why do you still waver?

Just one last step.

The man sitting on the black single sofa clenched the whip in his hand and stood up, walked to the kneeling man, raised his chin with his hand, and said, "What should I call me, have you figured it out?"

Chu Yunhan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word.

It's been three days.The man's means made his life worse than death, but he still refused to call out the word "Master".He couldn't explain why he was still persisting at this point.

Obviously there is nothing left.

Dignity, hope, and faith were torn to pieces bit by bit by that person's own hands, and even the body became completely uncontrollable.So far, what is it that I am still struggling to hold on to?

he does not know.

All he knew was that he could kneel to Chu Yichen, cry and beg for mercy, and obey the rules, because he knew from the bottom of his heart that those were all forced.But the title of "Master" is different, which means that besides giving up the body, one must also give up the personality of Chu Yunhan.

And that was the last thing he had.

Every night when he couldn't sleep, he told himself over and over again that no matter what happened in this basement, he was still alive and he was still himself.He was afraid that under Chu Yichen's means, he would really start to identify with the existence of a subordinate, and really become a doll who only succumbed to sex and lost his soul.So no matter what, he never spoke.

For Chu Yichen, the identity of a slave is the most important step.If he wants to turn a person with normal sexuality and no BDSM needs into a pure sub, he needs to completely smash his personality.

So far, the two sides have fallen into a stalemate, like a tit-for-tat chess game, which has reached the end.Whoever can persist until the end is the winner.

As the minutes passed, the silence became a challenge to patience.The man put down the whip in his hand and said in a deep voice, "Okay. Let's try and see how long you can last."

When Chu Yichen's thick genitals pushed forward relentlessly from the back hole, Chu Yunhan, who was pressed face down on the sofa, let out a painful cry.

Before this, even if it was of a punitive nature, when a man hit him, he would fully expand to ensure that he would not be hurt.

This time, however, is different.

Before the expansion was in place and the tunnel was not ready, the posterior acupoint was forcibly stretched to an unbearable range, and blood and lubricating fluid flowed down from the torn wound along the thigh.He was pale and trembling all over.The slightest movement of that cock like a branding iron made his jaw chatter with pain.However, the man had no intention of pitying him at all, and after a short pause, he began to thrust.Pushing in deeply, and then quickly pulling out from between the white thighs, there are traces of blood in the lubricating fluid brought out.Chu Yunhan's vision blurred from the pain, and he began to struggle violently.However, he was firmly held down on the waist, adjusted his posture and invaded again.The fierce impacts again and again made Chu Yunhan unable to even kneel down, lying on the back of the sofa like a dilapidated doll.

At this time, Chu Yichen put away all his tenderness, like a piece of cold ice, cruelly hurting him with the sharpest shape.

Such rough sex has no pleasure at all, only endless pain.These pains twisted his world into something horrific. "It hurts..." His voice trembled like a lonely butterfly in a storm, begging for mercy, "It hurts, Yichen..."

The man's movements paused, and the meat blade pierced through the acupuncture point and inserted straight to the end. "I told you what to call me. If you can't learn it, I'll do it until the thing in front of you can't come out."

Tears rolled down.Chu Yunhan shook his head, begging over and over again in a choked voice: "Please...please..."

He fell into a terrible nightmare.

The pain swept over everything, and the body couldn't help shaking, and the pain seemed to last forever.The vibrator attached to the flesh forced him to maintain an erection, and the black leather harness firmly blocked all desires inside.The terrible torture at the front and the ruthless abuse behind him were intertwined, as if they were going to tear him to pieces at any moment.

It hurts so much.

It hurts so much that I wish I could pass out, it's over.

The pain was so painful that I couldn't help but blurt out those two words.

It turns out that I still can't hold on to anything...

He closed his eyes, and the tears that hadn't dried up fell on the black sofa with the impact again and again.

"Master... people..." When the dry lips trembled and said these two words, Chu Yichen stood up and pressed against him, pouring streams of hot liquid into his body.When the genitals slipped out of the tunnel, mixed with blood, lubricating fluid and white turbidity flowed down the inner thighs.The man turned off the power tools and turned his battered body over to face him.

Chu Yunhan had collapsed, his pale face was stained with wet tears, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, his eyes were so empty that there was no light at all, and he said hoarsely, "Please...kill me..."

He gave up.

Give up resistance, give up struggling, and give up on yourself.

Chu Yichen's pupils shrank suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he said coldly, "You can't die."

Chu Yunhan looked at him, there was some dim light in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his eyelids closed weakly, and he fell into a coma from exhaustion.

The man stood silently for a moment, took a thin blanket, wrapped him out of the basement, put him on his big bed, and said to Du Chuan, "Call Zhang Juan."

Dr. Zhang hurried over in a nightgown, and asked nervously as soon as he entered the door: "What's wrong with you? You committed another crime?"

"I'm fine. He's hurt." Chu Yichen looked in the direction of the bed.

Only then did Zhang Juan relax a little bit, lifted the blanket, saw the whip marks on Chu Yunhan's back and the mess between his legs, who was lying on his stomach, and frowned, "How did you make it like this?"

"It got out of control for a while." The man sitting on the sofa looked very calm, like a traveler walking alone in the long desert, full of dust, desolation and loneliness, but it was hard to see clearly.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Juan shook his head helplessly, separated Chu Yunhan's legs, gently stretched the mucous membrane with an anal expander, cleaned the inside, checked carefully and applied medicine, and said: "The sphincter is torn, and the inside is also broken." Abrasion. The injury is not easy to heal here. Don't give him hot food for a few days. The wound needs to be cleaned and applied medicine every day. If you want him to get better, don't hold him in the short term, especially In such a brutal way."

He was born in a family of medical skills, his father offended a certain high-ranking official and his family fell into ruin, so he received the favor and protection of the Chu family.After returning from studying abroad, he stayed and became the family doctor of the Chu family. His relationship with Chu Yichen was very close, like brothers, so he was not as reserved as others when talking.

Chu Yichen sat silently without saying anything.

Zhang Juan looked at the person on the bed, then at him again, and said, "Are you torturing him, or are you torturing yourself?" Finally, he couldn't help but say, "I know there are some things I shouldn't say, but... ..."

"Then don't say it." The man interrupted him.

Dr. Zhang was choked, and put the glass bottle on the small table angrily, "Okay, I won't say anything. The medicine is here, so go ahead and make trouble..." He went out angrily.

Chu Yichen got up and went to the bathroom to get warm water, and wiped the sleeping body clean little by little.Chu Yunhan, who was unconscious at the moment, was like a quiet puppet, obediently letting him manipulate him.His eyes were tightly closed, and his long eyelashes were stained with tiny teardrops, making him look sad and fragile. His lips were bitten again, red and swollen, showing a more beautiful color.The man meticulously applied ointment to his wound, then wrapped him in a soft blanket, carried him back to his room, and laid him gently on the bed.

No lights on.

The moonlight was shining brightly outside the window, spreading a layer of frost on the ground.

Chu Yichen sat by the bed and quietly looked at the sleeping man.Still like a statue, but there are many mixed emotions surging in the eyes.They entangled and rotated, forming a huge vortex, sucking in all the light.

After sitting quietly for a long time before he could move, he gently stroked that cheek with his fingers.

"I really want to destroy you like this."

Under the moonlight, the man opened his mouth slowly, but his slightly drooping eyes were full of sadness and loneliness.

He sat by the bed all night.

Like a lonely king, guarding an empty city with no one there.