bestiality

I really want to be fucked hard by something thick, and I want his master Zhou Suxian to come over and use his big cock to relieve the itching of his obscene pussy.

Zhang Yang felt that his soul had gone out of his body. His soul rose and hung high above his head, looking down at his tattered body—what a filthy bitch, a lowly sex slave, he felt that the current self was Not even a dog.

"Is your body so obscene?" Zhang Yang scolded himself fiercely in his heart. He felt that he was really dirty. He felt that he was like a silent lamb being slaughtered at will by the butcher; like Bapu Love's dog drools when he sees the bell; like a house sparrow in a golden cage, even if he successfully escapes the cage and sees the outside world, he is finally hurt by the dangerous world, and finally willing to return from the heart. Into this cage made of gold wire.

Suddenly, familiar footsteps came from the door of the basement, and the leather shoes stepped on the ground without any haste, causing a heart in Zhang Yang's chest to hang high, his breathing became rapid, and his chest fluctuated.

You don't need to try your best to guess who is coming, it must be his master Zhou Suxian.Except for Zhou Suxian, who else would come up with the perverted method of using yam to insert acupuncture points to punish him, but besides Zhou Suxian, who else in this world would really care about him?When Zhang Yang thought of this, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

The doorknob of the basement turned slowly under Zhang Yang's gaze. He waited with bated breath, waiting for the door to be pushed open, waiting for his master to punish him, waiting for his fate to be controlled by others.

With a click, the iron door of the basement opened. Zhang Yang's owner, Zhou Suxian, was wearing an expensive black suit, standing against the light, standing at the door of the basement, standing there like a god, but what this god was going to bring to Zhang Yang was not Salvation, but endless hell.

Zhou Suxian pressed the switch of the incandescent light in the basement, and the whole basement suddenly became clean and bright. He saw the swollen dick under Zhang Yang's crotch, but it was tightly bound by the hemp rope, the dick that couldn't vent at all, and the two obscene holes He couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the yam that was full of lewd water and the puddle of lewd juice on the ground.

Zhou Suxian locked the iron door of the basement with his backhand, then leisurely paced in front of Zhang Yang, stretched out two fingers to pinch Zhang Yang's chin, and stroked the smooth tender flesh of his chin erotically.

Zhang Yang's cheeks were already flushed from the unrestrained lust in his body, the redness even spread to the back of his ears, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from his forehead, his whole body is covered with a layer of light pink, his whole body Arched body, tense body, closed eyes tightly, unwilling to see the playful expression on his master's face.

"Open your eyes, my little slave." Zhou Suxian patted Zhang Yang's cheeks that were blushing because of lust, and ordered him viciously.

Zhang Yang opened his closed eyes obediently, but he didn't dare to look directly at his master Zhou Suxian. His master Zhou Suxian must be looking at him with an angry look now. He is so bold that he dared to run away from his master lowly sex slaves.

Zhang Yang opened his eyes obediently, he buried his head low, his eyes drooped, staring at Zhou Suxian's custom-made leather shoes.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Zhou Suxian bowed from left to right, slapped Zhang Yang's left cheek fiercely, and then slapped Zhang Yang's left cheek fiercely again, and red slap marks appeared on the left and right cheeks respectively. Quite symmetrical, with a sense of symmetrical beauty.

"Look directly at me with your eyes." Zhou Suxian was angry. He hated Zhang Yang's pitiful appearance of pretending to be docile despite his rebellion.

Zhou Suxian, who was in a rage, let go of the shackle in Zhang Yang's mouth. Like a ghost from hell, he pinched Zhang Yang's neck with one hand, pulled Zhang Yang's hair with the other, and kissed him ferociously. Tongues entangled with each other, saliva exchanged, making obscene water-stained sounds.

"Woo——————!"

Zhang Yang's breathing was obstructed, the air pressure in his lungs was very low, his brain went blank due to lack of oxygen, and his face was flushed. He twisted his body to resist Zhou Suxian's invasion, and tried to push Zhou Suxian's lips away with the tip of his tongue. This was seen by Zhou Suxian. When he came, he wanted to refuse and welcome, Zhou Suxian became more and more entangled with him.

Zhang Yang was kissed in a messy manner, his mouth couldn't stop secreting a lot of saliva, and the saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chin, creating a lewd scene.

Zhang Yang felt that his soul had come out of his body again, hanging high above his head, coldly looking down at this self who had no resistance to whatever Zhou Suxian wanted and wanted, he felt that he was really dirty.

"Next time you dare to escape, I will castrate your underside, cook it and feed it to you, and then send you back to the hands of the slave trader. I promise to do it." A lewd tongue kiss At the end, Zhou Suxian licked his lips with his tongue, and then threatened his little slave Zhang Yang with a vicious tone.

Zhang Yang felt that he was really a bitch, the kind of bitch who was born to be a sex slave. After hearing Zhou Suxian's cruel words of threatening to castrate him, he felt that the penis under his crotch was more painful. I ejaculated comfortably, but was tightly bound by the hemp rope, unable to vent my desire.

"In the next period of time, I will treat you well, so that you will never dare to run away from me again, so that you will not dare to look directly into my eyes from the bottom of your heart, so that you will only dare to kneel in front of me. on."

Zhou Suxian found a horsewhip that hadn't been used for a long time from the corner of the basement. The dark horsewhip looked brand new, and it was very horrifying. Once the whip came down, blood would be unavoidable. His flesh and blood would be torn apart, and if he was injured, he might lose his life. It seems that this time his master Zhou Suxian really wanted to punish him once and let him have a long memory.

Zhang Yang looked at the whip and his scalp was numb. He was a little nervous, swallowed involuntarily, his legs trembled, and a little shivered, which drove the bell on the hemp rope wrapped around the penis to jingle crisply. It was humiliating to hear.

This swarthy horsewhip is a real instrument of torture, not a sex toy for playing SM. Zhang Yang is really a little frightened in his heart, and hopes that his master will be merciful and spare him this time, he doesn't know what the hell he is Is there any life to survive this punishment?

Zhang Yang felt that he was afraid of this dark horsewhip from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but spurn himself from the bottom of his heart, what a spineless coward!A single whip can make him terrified and fearful. If he had known this, why would he have thought of running away?

Zhang Yang feels that he is obediently being a sex slave, a dog whose master is always there at any time, comes and leaves with a wave, completely abandons his own will, absolutely obeys the master, and is driven by him, so that he doesn't have to think about himself What is the purpose of living? This kind of life is not a kind of happiness.

"You know you're afraid?" Zhou Suxian raised his eyebrows, teasing Zhang Yang with a very happy expression.

"Master, please forgive me. I know I was wrong, and I dare not run away from you again." Zhang Yang timidly begged for mercy.

Looking at Zhang Yang's trembling legs, Zhou Suxian said cruel words in a low tone, "Pain is the most effective discipline, it helps you know what to do and what not to do."

"Next, I will whip you a hundred times. This will cost you half your life. This kind of painless feeling must be unpleasant, but you must bear this hundred whips for me. "Zhou Suxian swept Zhang Yang's left cheek with the tail of the horsewhip, "Do you still remember the rules of being whipped?"

"The slave counts by himself, and thanks the master." Zhang Yang replied meekly.

"Just remember, then the whipping will officially begin." After Zhou Suxian finished speaking, he hit Zhang Yang's back with a whip, and a bloodstain immediately appeared from the right shoulder blade to the left waist.

"Ah——! One, thank you master!" Zhang Yang's body swayed greatly, causing the bells on the hemp rope to jingle, and the five-kilogram iron ball hanging on his pouch also began to shake violently. Shaking, the testicles were pulled to the limit, and the two testicles seemed to be pulled and broken, and only felt severe pain.

"Ah——! Two, thank you, master!" Another relentless blow of the whip hit Zhang Yang's back, and a ferocious bloodstain immediately appeared from the left shoulder blade to the right waist, forming exactly the same shape as the first whip. Cross, the visual effect looks very obscene.

"Ah——! Three, thank you master!" Zhang Yang doubted whether he could survive the hundred whips, the heavy iron ball under his crotch was shaking violently, he suspected that after the hundred whips were over, his two testicles would have succeeded If he is taken out of his body, he will become a eunuch without balls.After all, his master, Zhou Suxian, only needs to use the two obscene holes below him. As for whether his balls are there, what does it have to do with his master?

……

"Ah——! 49, thank you master!" During the whipping process, the bells jingled and made a crisp sound, and Zhang Yang's screams were endless.

"Ah——! Fifty, thank you master!" The whipping went on for half, and Zhang Yang's back was already bloody, with layers of whip marks interlaced, and there was hardly a piece of intact skin.

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