Category: Surrender 3 (Page 1 of 4)

       His actions greatly exceeded Sheng the fifth’s expectations. The man’s brows furrowed into a deep crease, “Why are you…”

       “My surname is Chu.” Chu Yunhan looked at him.

       “And because you’re a Chu, the only one who can protect you now is me. My brothers will undoubtedly eradicate the Chu family; leaving me is a dead end for you.” Sheng the fifth raised his hand and looked at his watch anxiously. He then said, “Do you understand or not?”

       “I’ve already betrayed once and have no desire to do it a second time.” His voice was unusually calm, without a trace of ripples. “If you still have even a shred of affection for me, let me go and allow me a dignified end. If not, kill me yourself.”

       The man stared at him stiffly, with the corners of his mouth tightened. In addition to sullenness, heartbreak and sadness were in his eyes, and he whispered, “…Is it necessary to be like this?”

       Chu Yunhan didn’t know where he got the courage. He pressed his finger tightly on the trigger, lowered his eyes slightly, and said word by word, “It has to be like this.”

       Sheng the fifth was silent for a while, then punched the roof of the car with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and ordered, “Let him through.”

       “Fifth Young Master!” Surprised, the attendant beside him said, “If you let him go like this… If the Third Young Master finds out…”

       “I said, let him through!” The man looked like a ferocious lion, his eyes a little red, “Shut the hell up!”

       Seeing his rage, his subordinates dared not say more and quickly stepped aside to clear the way.

       Chu Yunhan’s eyelashes trembled, and he said “Thank you” in a hoarse voice and sat back in the car. Bai Xiao immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed out of the alley.

       Sheng Ming watched the car pass before him, turn the corner and disappear. He leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette tiredly. Sheng Weiyong knew about his obsession with Chu Yunhan, which was why he hadn’t been sent on this operation. He followed secretly in order to take Chu Yunhan away safely. He had planned it all out—he would take this man back to J City, and if his family objected, they would flee abroad together for a carefree life.

       But now, the man who once reached out to him for help no longer wanted to go with him.

       In the end, he was too late after all.

       Sheng the Fifth took a deep drag on his cigarette, recalling how Chu Yunhan had once been in his arms, and kissed. He was shy and tense, trying to resist yet forced to submit, so captivating. He thought of the stunning smile from earlier, and his gaze became unfocused.

       Just as he was lost in these memories, a subordinate came rushing over with urgency, “Fifth Young Master, something happened!

       Inside the car, Chu Yunhan was still gripping the gun tightly. His hands trembled slightly, and he used his other hand to steady it. Bai Xiao was on a call, listening silently before finally replying, “I understand.”

       “How is he? Is there any news? How is the situation at the cemetery?” Chu Yunhan asked anxiously as soon as the call ended, leaning forward against the front seat.

       Bai Xiao glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “No news yet.”

       The longer it dragged on, the worse it looked. Disappointment clouded Chu Yunhan’s face as he furrowed his brows deeply. After a moment of silent thought, he asked, “How many people are heading to the cemetery now?”

       “About two thousand.”

       “How many more manpower can be mobilised?”

       The man paused briefly and said, “There are about two thousand and five thousand in the city.”

       “Organise two thousand to intercept Sheng Wei. Split three hundred into two groups to guard the old house and the Zhou family; if necessary, evacuate them. Contact my second and third uncles, inform them of the situation, and have the people protecting Minran leave Italy and cut off all unnecessary communications. Choose a few sharpshooters to ambush at key intersections. Kill any members of the Sheng family on sight. Have all Black Eagle members currently outside conceal their identities and infiltrate J City slowly.” Chu Yunhan’s voice was dry and hoarse, with some unsteady tremors but with unprecedented cruelty. “Now turn around and go to the old house. I’m going to destroy all personnel records and financial documents. Assign two hundred men to protect it.”

       Bai Xiao stared at him in shock through the rearview mirror, unable to speak for a long time.

       “What are you waiting for?” Chu Yunhan snapped harshly.

       Bai Xiao turned on his mobile phone, dialled a number, and said in a deep voice, “Young Master Yun said…” Then he repeated all his words. After getting the answer from the other party, he made a sharp U-turn at a red light and headed toward the Chu family’s old house.

       “So much time has passed already…” There was a broken void in Chu Yunhan’s eyes, and his voice was very soft, as if he was mumbling to himself, “No news must mean he’s still alive…”

       “What will happen if Young Master is no longer here?” Bai Xiao suddenly asked.

       The man in the back seat said nothing.

       Just when Bai Xiao thought the other party wouldn’t answer, he heard a chilling sentence.

       “If he’s dead, not a single member of the Sheng family will live.”

       While Chu Yunhan headed toward the Chu family’s old house, Sheng Ming’s car was speeding toward the outskirts of the city. Behind him, several black cars followed like persistent shadows. From time to time, there was the sound of bullets hitting the car’s rear.

       Sheng Ming clenched the gun in his hand with red eyes, feeling waves of coldness coming from deep within his bones, making him tremble.

       On the phone call just now, the weak and breathy voice of the second brother Sheng Guang kept echoing in my ears.

       “Xiao Wu… I’m done for. Something happened to your third brother too… Don’t go back to J City. Just now… Shen Mo and Chu Minran attacked Dad… Turns out they’ve been planning this all along… Go abroad, don’t come back, just leave…”

       Overnight, the net in his hand was torn, and the beast was released, roaring angrily, revealing its bloody fangs.

       The hunter had become the prey.

       The mist in his eyes turned crimson as if everything was burning and evaporating around him. Sheng Ming clenched his teeth hard and finally closed his eyes, letting a scalding tear roll down his cheek. 

       When Chu Yunhan rushed into the old house in a hurry, he looked at Chu Yu and Chu Xuan standing in the hall. He was stunned, tears welled up in his eyes, and he said incoherently, “Second Uncle, Third Uncle, he’s at the cemetery… What…what should we do?”

       Chu Yu looked at him in such a panic and turned to Bai Xiao.

       Bai Xiao lowered his head guiltily and said, “I just… didn’t tell Young Master Yun the news.”

       “Deceiving your master, how insolent.” Chu Yu said coldly, “Your punishment will be dealt with later. Go tend to your wounds.”

       “Yes.” He immediately retreated.

       Chu Xuan walked over and said, “Yichen is fine, and the situation is under control. We are here, don’t worry.”

       Hearing these words, Chu Yunhan felt that the strength that had been held in his body had been drained out of his body. His whole body relaxed, and his feet lost some strength and swayed.

       Chu Xuan held him up and asked, “Are you okay?”

       He looked at the other person suddenly, tears rolling down uncontrollably. He hurriedly wiped it off with the back of his hand, lowered his head and said, “I’m okay.”

       “Sit down.” Chu Yu patted his shoulder, “Drink some water.”

       Chu Yunhan sat down and took the tea from the servant. Without drinking it, he said in a hoarse voice, “What happened today was done by the Sheng family.”

       “Yes,” Chu Yu said. “The Sheng family and our family have both been vying for political and military support. Initially, we stayed out of each other’s way, but a year ago, they began extending their influence into K City, squeezing our power. Yichen started strategising at that time, using the forces in J City to shake the foundation of the Sheng family. Although Minran claimed to be studying abroad in Italy, he has actually been staying with the Shen family in J City for the past year, hiding his identity and plotting to help Shen Mo rise to power. Just now, that plan has come to fruition.” He paused momentarily before continuing, “What happened today was indeed sudden. The Sheng family noticed Shen Mo’s growing power and decided to strike first and take Yichen’s life. However, this time, their covert operation was controlled directly by the second and third sons of the Sheng family. It wasn’t until last night that Minran figured out their movements. We had received word that they planned to make a move during the amusement park’s ribbon-cutting event hosted by Golden Eagle this afternoon. So, Yichen decided to use himself as bait to lure them out. Tang Can and Hei Yu also stayed behind with a large group of people at the venue. Unexpectedly, they changed their plans at the last minute and struck at the cemetery. Fortunately, Yichen had already sent extra personnel to protect you on the outside, which allowed the personnel to be redirected in time. It was a close call, but luckily, no major harm was done.”

       The brief explanation sounded plain, but it concealed the countless lives, blood, risks, and fear involved. Having personally experienced the events of the day, Chu Yunhan now fully grasped how treacherous this path was. After understanding the cause and effect, the panic in his heart subsided a little. He took a sip of tea to soothe his throat, which felt parched and burning. Yet, his mind suddenly conjured the image of Chu Yichen standing solemnly before his father’s gravestone.

       —I will take good care of him, please rest assured.

       What if that person’s original plan was to use himself as bait in the afternoon to lure the Sheng family into making a move? Then what kind of feelings did he harbour when he said this sentence? His appearance at the cemetery this morning—was it truly for homage, or…

       Was it to see him? 

       To see him, possibly for the last time?  

       When this thought suddenly came into his mind, his whole body froze.

       “Go and take a rest.” Chu Yu said gently when he saw that his face was pale.

       He shook his head, “I’ll wait here.”

       Wait for what?

       He knew it in his heart but couldn’t say it aloud.

       Thunder exploded in the distance, rumbling furiously in the dark clouds. The gloomy sky was split in half by lightning, the wind blew the trees in the yard, and the rain poured heavily.

       Chu Yunhan stood behind the railing in the corridor, staring closely in the direction of the door. The cold wind ruffled his brown hair and slapped his face with wetness.

       At last, a figure appeared in the empty doorway. 

       Closer and closer.

       The man walking in front stopped when he saw him.

       That handsome, striking face was smeared with blood, blending with the rain. His black coat was soaked, water dripping steadily from its edges. Yet his posture remained tall and composed, like a tree growing skyward or a lone wolf standing proud and unyielding.

       At that moment, the entire world seemed to lose its colour.

       All that remained were those dark eyes, gazing at him through the rain, tender as water.

       “I’m back.”

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       Chu Yunhan stood frozen. The wind slipping between the two of them carried a biting chill, dispersing the warmth from his body.

       He watched the man approach little by little and finally stopped in front of him before reaching out a hand toward his coat collar. Chu Yunhan wanted to step back, but out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the neatly lined-up crowd not far away. His retreat halted abruptly, and he allowed the man to straighten his crooked collar.  

       Now, Chu Yichen, who appeared in the cemetery, is the head of the family and his cousin. The intimacy of his gestures carried a performative quality. 

       He wanted his subordinates, partners, friends, enemies, and others who came here for various reasons to see clearly—that there was harmony between the Chu brothers, no discord whatsoever, and that the previous rumours of brothers turning against each other were just nonsense.

       It had been a long time since they last met in a public setting like this, each standing in their respective positions. Chu Yunhan kept his gaze low, barely daring to look at the other. In a soft voice, he asked, “When did you arrive?”

       “Since the moment ‘I really hate myself,’” the man replied, his voice light.

       He only felt a little suffocated in his chest and stood silently with his hands down.

       Chu Yichen put down the flowers and stood before the stone tablet for a long time. In the end, he only said one sentence, “I will take good care of him; please rest assured.”

       Chu Yunhan’s heart felt like it had been struck hard, beating wildly out of rhythm. His face flushed red, and his clenched fingers dug painfully into his palm.

       “Let’s go,” the man said as he passed by.

       He glanced at the tombstone again, pursed his lips, and followed the other person’s steps outside.

       Chu Yichen walked in front, his slim body wrapped in a slightly loose coat, making him look tall and imposing. The oncoming wind blew the man’s scent over, and the light and familiar scent of aftershave brushed past the tip of his nose, reminding him of those ridiculous and indulgent nights, of the way the man panted against his body, of the relationship between the two of them. That sticky entanglement between them.

       A restless heat rose from deep within his spine, causing his blood to gradually boil. Lost in thought, he didn’t notice Chu Yichen stopping in front of him and ended up bumping into the man’s back. Looking at those oppressive black eyes, as if his thoughts were being seen through, his face became even hotter, and he whispered, “…I’m sorry.”

       “Where are you going?” Chu Yichen asked.

       “The company, there’s this project… and we have an appointment for negotiation.”

       Just as the other party was about to speak, he heard a ‘bang’ sound in the air, and then a bodyguard in front of him fell heavily at his feet.

       Everything happened unexpectedly.

       Chu Yunhan was hugged hard and rolled over, hitting his head on the ground before he realised that it was a gunshot. Chu Yichen pressed him tightly, and his voice was hoarse, “Don’t move.” Screams erupted, and everyone seemed to move in an instant. The bodyguards gathered around and blocked the two people. He heard the sound of flesh being penetrated, he saw people falling continuously, and he felt Bai Yang protecting him in front of him, pushing him back.

       In the chaos, a car slammed through the cemetery fence and rushed in. Bai Xiao shouted, “Young Master, get in!” Chu Yichen grabbed Chu Yunhan and shoved him into the backseat, slamming the door. He then said, “Take him away!”

       “Young Master!” Bai Xiao looked sad, and his voice was trembling.

       “Take him away. Protect him.” The man said solemnly, “This is an order.” He drew the pistol at his waist, looked deeply at the dumbfounded Chu Yunhan, and said nothing. He turned around and followed the steps of the bodyguards as they quickly retreated towards the building in the distance.

       Bai Xiao’s eyes were blood red. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car sped away.

       The intensive gunfire drowned out Chu Yunhan’s trembling, “Wait a minute…” and the bullets hit the car door and windows, making a ‘bang’ sound. The bulletproof glass around him was cracked into spider web-like patterns. He suppressed his fear and trembled all over. “Wait…Bai Xiao…wait…” His mind was blank as if he had been thrown naked into an ice cellar; his teeth were trembling, and he was shaking with every word.

       “Wait for what? What are you still waiting for? He stayed there to draw the fire away, to make sure you live!” The man driving the car had a gunshot wound on his left arm, and blood was oozing out. There was a kind of sad despair in his voice, and he roared fiercely, “He’s done everything he could for you—everything! Even what he couldn’t do, he did! Do you fvcking know that?!”

       Gripping the door handle tightly, Chu Yunhan felt a dull ache and suffocating pressure in his chest as though someone was squeezing his heart. Even breathing became difficult. The last look Chu Yichen gave him lingered in his mind.

       The black eyes, with the deep light, seemed to have a lot of reluctance but also an unshakable determination.

       —-He wants you to live.

       Chu Yunhan grabbed Bai Xiao’s shoulders with trembling hands and said, “Go back…” Seeing that the other party didn’t respond and still drove straight forward, he finally shouted angrily, “Go back! I want to go back!” “

       A sneer appeared on the pale man’s lips, “What’s the use of going back?”

       The words hit him like a blunt weapon to the head, leaving him dazed and unable to respond. He slumped back into the seat, lost and despondent. 

       Yeah, what’s the use?

       What on earth am I…useful for?

       Chu Yunhan covered his face with his hands, pressing hard enough for his knuckles to turn white, leaving deep marks on his skin. Warm moisture soaked his palms and cheeks. He couldn’t tell whether it was sweat, tears, or perhaps dirt or blood from somewhere.

       The feeling of powerlessness he felt when his father left swept over him again. This time, it was stronger and more overwhelming. He trembled and huddled in the back seat like a cornered animal, letting out a silent cry of despair.

       Don’t die…

       You can’t die…

       Chu Yichen…please…

       He prayed over and over in his mind. Having always believed in nothing, he suddenly hoped that there really was a god in the world who could hear his prayer and bless that person.

       Chu Yichen had stayed behind in the cemetery, drawing most of the enemy fire. After their car was pursued for a while, the gunfire ceased. But even as they entered the city, Bai Xiao’s expression remained grim. He kept glancing at the rearview mirror, frowning, and pressed the accelerator hard. The car, already going at 130 kilometers per hour, skidded almost sideways as it rounded a sharp corner and changed direction.

       Chu Yunhan was nearly thrown off his grip on the handle, asking in alarm, “Is someone following us?”

       “Yeah.” Bai Xiao pulled a gun from beneath his seat and tossed it to him while driving. He then said, “If I die later, just run. If you can’t escape, well, then you’re out of luck.”

       Chu Yunhan’s heart pounded as he loaded the gun. He took a deep breath, and quickly recalled the shooting techniques he had been trained in—steady your breathing, align the three points, squeeze the trigger…

       At that moment, Bai Xiao suddenly slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to a halt, leaving deep tyre marks on the ground. They were trapped in a narrow alley, blocked by cars at both ends. Seeing the formation, Bai Xiao’s face darkened, and he curled his lips into a sinister smile. Gripping his gun, he sneered with a chilling malevolence, “Young Master Yun, it looks like today’s the day we die here.” Every word dripped with murderous intent.

       Chu Yunhan forced himself to stay calm, controlled his hands so as not to shake, gritted his teeth, opened the car door, and stood out.

       Bai Xiao was shocked, “What are you doing?!”

       He stood beside the car and shouted to the people at the other end of the alley, “I am Chu Yunhan. If you’re making such a big show of trying to kill me, isn’t the least you could do is show me who you are before I die?”

       The other party was silent for a while. Then someone came up and whispered, “Long time no see.”

       Chu Yunhan’s eyes widened. In disbelief, he looked at the other party and said, “Sheng the fifth…”

       The man looked at him and said, “This isn’t a situation I wanted to see either. Yunhan, forgive me; I had no choice.”

       “…Why? Isn’t there cooperation between the two families? Why on earth are you doing this?!” His back was tense, he clenched his fists, and his eyes looked like they were about to burst into flames.

       “Your cousin’s methods are too clever—he has been eroding our influence bit by bit, gradually replacing us, and step by step undermining Old Man Shen’s trust. He orchestrated schemes to lure us into expanding our cooperation, only to cut off our resources after thoroughly assessing our strengths. And now, he has supported Shen Mo in sidelining Old Man Shen, leaving us completely without support. Forced into such a situation, don’t we deserve to seek justice?”

       Chu Yunhan looked at the other party in shock, unable to say anything.

       “If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn’t have made it this far.” There was a soft light in Sheng Ming’s eyes, “You betrayed Chu Yichen once. Life in the Chu family can’t have been easy for you. I regretted not taking you away last time, and that regret has stayed with me ever since. Today, I’m here to take you with me.”

       “…What?”

       “Sheng Guang brought two hundred people to the cemetery, and the third brother Sheng Wei brought two thousand more in from outside the city. The outcome is clear—Chu Yichen won’t make it out today. Once he’s dead, the Chu family will fall. Rather than being dragged down with them, why not leave with me? Let’s go to J City and live our own carefree lives. I’ll stay by your side for the rest of your life.”

       Chu Yunhan stood frozen, his bangs casting a shadow over his eyes. His shoulders trembled slightly as he asked, “And if I refuse?”

       Sheng Ming frowned, “I don’t want to use force on you.”

       Chu Yunhan raised his face and smiled at the man standing ten meters away.

       It was a smile filled with charm—three parts gentle, three parts cool and aloof, three parts wild and unrestrained, and one part so captivating it left others unable to look away. Within it were hints of provocation and disdain, along with an air of cold arrogance. The subtle smile played lightly at the corners of his eyes and brows, making his already handsome face radiate a unique allure—deadly and dangerously irresistible.

       Sheng the fifth stared at him blankly, motionless.

       It was so beautiful. Like an elusive white deer in the forest, always out of reach. That smile ignited an uncontrollable desire in man to conquer and possess.

       However, the next second, the proud animal walked towards the cliff’s edge.

       Chu Yunhan put the cold gun muzzle against his temple and said, “I’ll give you two choices: let me go or kill me.”

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       As time passed, the autumn air deepened, the weather grew cooler, and a chill lingered in the breeze brushing past. Leaning against the car door, Chu Yunhan tugged up the collar of his coat slightly. His hand paused briefly as it brushed against his neck.

       The hickey under the side of the neck still left a faint mark, and he recalled the way the man looked at him from above while supporting his body. Three days ago, his legs were tied into an M shape during the two-person game, wide open to receive the man’s advances. This time, no tools were used—just the intrusion and caress of the man’s fingers were enough to send him spiralling into waves of pleasure, trembling and climaxing helplessly. The sight of Chu Yunhan, eyes misty with lust and pleading desperately, also stirred Chu Yichen. His breathing quickened, his body tensed, and a sheen of sweat formed on his forehead.

       The contract signed by the two not only restricted the dom from having sexual intercourse with him, but also restricted to ‘one-to-one’ relationship. This also meant that a man could not take other slaves, nor could he use his body. When he felt the urge, he could only masturbate and endure. This overbearing clause was indeed unfair. Chu Yunhan, whose orga-m had subsided, felt a little soft-hearted when she saw him holding back so hard.

       To be honest, he really admired Chu Yichen for his endurance. After so long, he could hold it back like this every time. Will he get internal injuries if he keeps holding it in like this? Chu Yunhan looked at the person lying next to him, hesitated for a while, and whispered, “How about… I can use my hands for you?”

       The man turned his face to look at him and said nothing.

       His face turned red, and he said awkwardly, “If you want to do it yourself, I can leave.” Then he sat up and said, “I’ll go go take a…”

       He was pulled down on the bed before the word ‘bath’ could be uttered, and the slender body covered the light above his head. The man leaned over and pressed him under him. Deep black eyes were on his handsome face, staring at him closely. An ink-colored flame seemed to be burning inside, silent and hot.

       Chu Yunhan wanted to slap himself twice at this moment.

       Why would he take the initiative to do such a thing… What kind of misplaced generosity is this? I must be out of my mind talking so cheaply like that!

       But the words had been spoken. Looking at Chu Yichen’s current state, if he said, ‘Forget it, I won’t do it’, and ran away, he would probably be skinned… Even if he were not skinned directly, his ass would be spread open next time. Since things had come to this, it was better just to do it. After all, he had pleased him for so long, so it could be regarded as reciprocating the favour.

       He reluctantly reached out to unbutton the man’s shirt, but his wrist was grabbed, pulled directly under his body, and pinned to the belt.

       Did this mean he didn’t need him to take off your clothes, and he could just start stroking right away?

       Now that he thought about it, this guy didn’t seem to like taking his clothes off when forcing himself on him… What a peculiar habit.

       Chu Yunhan blushed and untied Chu Yichen’s belt in embarrassment. He pulled down the zipper and then pulled down his underwear a little. When his palms felt the area that was about to become aroused, he couldn’t help but shrink.

       It felt hot.

       The blood vessels surged, making the entire column thick and even somewhat ferocious.

       “You…” He gulped. He looked at the other person who was staring at him, resignedly held the monster, and began to play it slowly.

       Chu Yunhan was well aware of Chu Yichen’s stamina—after all, he’d ‘experienced it firsthand’ many times at the Chu family’s old house. At this moment, as his hand grew sore without any signs of cumming, he muttered in frustration, “If you don’t finish soon, I’m stopping.”

       There was a helpless smile in the man’s slightly lowered gaze, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice, “You are clumsy and impatient.”

       Chu Yunhan, who was criticised for his hard work, was not happy. He took Chu Yichen’s c0ck and squeezed it hard. He couldn’t help laughing when he saw Chu Yichen trembling and gasping.

       It wasn’t until he finished laughing that he realised something was wrong.

       The conversation and actions between them just now were too intimate—as if they were teasing a pair of close lovers. And this way of getting along with each other without any grudges was a bit like when they were young.

       “Chu Yichen…” His eyes trembled, and he wanted to say something, but his lips were blocked.

       The man’s body pressed down as if to prevent him from thinking about other things, and he continued to deepen the kiss. He pried his teeth open, stirred his tongue roughly, and kissed him until he couldn’t breathe and his body went limp before parting ways.

       “If you want me to cum, just cooperate.” Hot and moist breath was on the side of his neck as Chu Yichen played with his c0ck and left spots of kisses all over his body. Finally, he held their c0cks at the same time and ejaculated together.

       Two consecutive ejaculations and high-intensity lovemaking made Chu Yunhan extremely sleepy. Even though he knew that he was in the other person’s arms, he was too lazy to move again, so he let the man hold him and fell asleep. When he woke up, he was alone in the room again.

       In the past three days, he had always thought of Chu Yichen unconsciously. When he thought of Chu Yichen, he couldn’t help but think about the relationship between the two, the past, and where the future is headed… His mind was a mess as he thought about it.

       He rubbed his head irritably, and his brown hair became like a bird’s nest.

       There was a ‘puff’ of laughter not far away. Chu Yunhan looked up and saw the woman walking over. He also smiled and leaned over to greet the little girl next to her, “Hi, little beauty.”

       Yuanyuan was wearing a beautiful white sweater and red leather shoes. Although her face still looked a little shy, it no longer looked as timid as before. She looked at him with a pair of big fluffy eyes.

       “Did you have fun today?”

       The little girl nodded to him, hesitated, took out a lollipop from her pocket and handed it to him.

       “Giving it to me? Thank you.” He took it, tore off the wrapping paper and put it in his mouth, smiling, “It’s very sweet.”

       Yuanyuan’s beautiful big eyes curved up, revealing two dimples.

       “Let’s get in the car and go home together.”

       “How come Young Master Yun is free to pick us up today?” Lan Xin asked as he opened the car door.

       “Why, you are not satisfied with me as a driver?” Chu Yunhan joked.

       “How dare I.” Lan Xin laughed and said, “You are so busy. I’m afraid I am just delaying your work.” She had escaped her alcoholic and abusive husband and stayed at Qinglan Mansion to become a maid. This allowed her not only to spend time taking care of her daughter but also to pursue learning culinary arts and flower arranging. The heavy makeup she once wore was gone, revealing a fresh and fair complexion. Her seductive and flirtatious demeanour from her nightclub days had disappeared, replaced by a gentle yet capable persona, making her an excellent assistant to the housekeeper, Feng Tai. Despite earning only 300 yuan a month, Lan Xin spent it all on snacks and essentials for Yuanyuan, refusing to keep a single penny for herself. To her, Chu Yunhan was her saviour—someone who had rescued her from a life of misery, helped her regain her innocence, and even sponsored Yuanyuan’s education at the best private kindergarten in K City. She was willing to repay these kindnesses throughout her life.

       “I got off work early today, so it’s perfect to give you a ride home.” As he drove on, he suddenly thought of something and said, “By the way, tell Uncle Feng to prepare the things I need for the day after tomorrow.”

       “The day after tomorrow, it’s the seventh…” She suddenly woke up, looked at the man with some sadness in her eyes, and said softly, “Okay.”

       Although Lan Xin hadn’t been at the manor for long, everyone already treated her as one of their own. They didn’t shy away from discussing things in her presence, and with her knack for observing and interpreting subtle cues, as well as her sharp and clever nature, she had pieced together a general understanding of this young master’s affairs.

       November 7th was Chu Qin’s death anniversary.

       That was the most painful turning point in Chu Yunhan’s life. Overnight, his family was shattered beyond repair. From then on, his temperament changed drastically—the once cheerful young man became depressed. Later, he spent all his time with women and alcohol and never even returned home. This transformation left Feng Tai and the other staff heartbroken and distressed, unsure how to help him. Fortunately, he was back now. Even so, this particular date continued to make them uneasy, fearing that Chu Yunhan might hurt himself out of grief.

       Maybe since she was tired from playing in kindergarten, Yuanyuan fell asleep in the car. When they returned to Qinglan Mansion, Lan Xin wanted to wake her up, but Chu Yunhan stopped her.

       “Let her sleep.” He bent down, picked up the little girl from the back seat, and walked quickly through the door. In her daze, Yuanyuan softly wrapped her small hands around his neck, put her face against his neck and continued to sleep.

       It was a relaxed posture that conveyed a sense of safety. Yuanyuan trusted him and was gradually emerging from her timid and fearful state. The child had suffered terribly at the hands of her biological father, but now she was slowly returning to a normal life. Although she still didn’t talk much and remained wary of strangers, she had started playing with the other children at kindergarten and was smiling more and more.

       Chu Yunhan suddenly felt that he had really done something right. The feeling of being relied upon and trusted by this sensitive child even made him feel more satisfied and happy than winning the project or doubling the profit. It was like a warm breeze blew on his face and poured into your body, making his heart soft and warm.

       Dr. Chen was right; deep down he did long to be needed and…to be loved.

       If he could have my own family, if he could have his own children…

       As he thought of this, Chu Yichen’s face suddenly flashed in his mind.

       He stiffened and stopped.

       “What’s wrong?” Lan Xin asked.

       “It’s okay.” His eyelashes lowered slightly, and he continued to walk forward.

 

       November 7th.

       It was a suitable day for offering sacrifices, betrothal, opening businesses, and travelling. It was not suitable for groundbreaking, building beams, or construction work.¹usually in chinese calendar, there will be notes about what the date is auspicious for and what to avoid in the particular date

       In the early morning, Chu Yunhan adjusted his collar and pressed the black cufflinks into the buttonholes with his slender fingers. He looked at himself in black clothes in the mirror, breathed out gently, turned around and said, “Let’s go.”

       Feng Tai, who was standing aside, responded and followed.

       The sky seemed to have been splashed with a bucket of sewage water. It was gloomy, and even the clouds were dyed with a dark colour. There seemed to be an invisible sense of oppression in the atmosphere, which made people’s moods become heavy.

       Black Mercedes-Benz parked one after another outside the cemetery gate.

       Chu Yunhan got out of the car. Lan Xin put a black coat on him and said, “The wind is blowing.”

       He put on his coat and walked forward. People all dressed in black followed one after another. Among them were the servants from the manor and former subordinates of the Chu Qin’s families. Though their numbers were not large, they moved in an orderly and solemn manner, drawing the attention of some grave sweepers.

       He walked slowly along the road in the morning mist, slowly walking towards the mountain. In the silence, there was only the sound of scattered footsteps on the fallen leaves.

       On the sunny hillside of the cemetery, there was an open area isolated by a fence planted with green pines and cypresses. Two men in black who had been waiting here early nodded to him and saluted.

       Three tombstones were standing there, two of them standing side by side. One belonged to the old man, and the other had the words ‘Qin Yuxuan’ engraved. Chu Yunhan took a handkerchief from Feng Tai, carefully wiped the two tombstones clean, placed white chrysanthemums in front of the tombs, and burned incense to offer prayer. After finishing, he moved to the tombstone standing alone not far away. After completing everything according to the rules, the others retreated outside the fence, leaving him alone in front of the tombstone.

       “Dad, I’m here.” He said, “How have you been over there? Mom didn’t come today—you know, her lower back always acts up around this time. She’s doing well, though. I just visited her yesterday. She’s gained a little weight recently and has been learning traditional Chinese painting from a teacher. She’s very focused on it. I secretly took one of her paintings and brought it here for you to see. It’s her wish; she said she wanted to paint something for you. Even now, she’s still waiting for you to come back.”

       He smiled, but his eyes were a little red, “I’ll take good care of her, so you don’t need to worry. I’m… doing pretty well now, too. I’ve taken over a few companies. There are still plenty of things in management that I’m not good at, but I’m gradually getting the hang of it. Now, I regret not taking the time to learn properly while you were here. Back then, I only cared about having fun and never thought about anything else.” He paused, lowered his head and said softly, “Dad, I made a big mistake before. Honestly, I don’t have the face to tell you about it. If you were still here, I bet you’d beat me so hard I couldn’t get up. I can’t even explain why I acted so irrationally—it was probably because I felt not taken seriously, insecure, and jealous. Chu Yichen… he’s an excellent heir. He handles everything so seamlessly. I really can’t compare to him.”

       Chu Yunhan looked at his father’s black and white portrait on the cold tombstone and was silent for a while. His hands hanging by his side clenched tightly into fists. The redness in the corners of his eyes became thicker. His voice trembled in the wind, “Dad, he and I… we, we…” He couldn’t continue the words here; his lips trembled a little, and as he lowered his head, the tears accumulated in his eye sockets fell to the ground and melted into the soil.

       Shame, guilt, sadness.

       The mixture became the pain of being unable to speak.

       “I know this is wrong…but I can’t control it…I really…hate myself…Dad, I’m a beast…I don’t deserve to be your son…” He covered his eyes with one hand. His shoulders trembled violently as his tears blurred his vision and wetted his palms.

       Although he tried to tell himself that it was just a game, although the other party deliberately blurred the relationship between the two, and although they had such a tacit understanding, when Chu Yunhan faced his deceased father, he did not have any excuse.

       When the fig leaf covering the absurd relationship was torn off, all the unhappiness would be laid out naked before him.

       There was no pretence, no way to avoid it, no way to resist it.

       These were words he had nowhere else to say, so he could only confide them to the departed during today’s visit to the grave. It took him a long while to regain his composure. Using a handkerchief, he wiped away the traces of tears and took several deep breaths to steady himself. Only after carefully managing his expression did he finally turn around.

       A figure ran into his sight without warning.

       Dressed in a long black coat, the figure stood tall and upright, holding a bouquet of white carnations in his hands.

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       The sense of shame and indulgence that arose after letting go of the baggage and fully entering the role made the sexual intercourse more vivid than ever before. The depression and pain during the process made the belated climax extremely intense. Chu Yunhan, who had been suppressed for a long time, spasmed uncontrollably under such stimulation and fell with no strength. He even felt that his heartbeat had stopped for a few seconds as if he was about to die.

       Good.

       So good.

       It feels so good that my body can hardly bear the load.

       He closed his eyes and felt the waves of aftertaste rippling through his body, finally feeling the satisfaction he had not felt for a long time. It was like being wrapped in a huge and soft cocoon, and he wanted to stay trapped in it, indulge in it, think of nothing, do nothing until the end of the world.

       However, as the climax subsided, his sanity eventually recovered, and his gradually regained consciousness would pull him back to the real world bit by bit. The cocoon that surrounded him… was an embrace—a warm skin, a firm chest, and a body that exuded a refreshing light fragrance.

       He was held by Chu Yichen.

       And just now, the other party used a di-do to make him want to die. Not only did he call ‘Master’, but he also cried and begged for mercy without dignity… Thinking of all this, Chu Yunhan’s face couldn’t help but get hot; even the tips of his ears were red. He closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless.

       After having sex with other men, he would always have a lingering feeling of disgust, but this time, there was none—just embarrassment and shame. He really didn’t know how to face Chu Yichen, so he could only pretend to be dead spinelessly.

       After a while, he felt himself being lifted up and placed on the bed in the back room, with a thin blanket covering him.

       He could hide for a while, but he couldn’t hide for a lifetime. However… What should he say when he opened his eyes? Just when he was extremely confused, he felt the bed move, and his side sank slightly.

       Chu Yunhan was slightly surprised. He looked over secretly and saw the man lying on his back next to him with his eyes closed.

       Is he…tired?

       He looked at the other person with inquiring eyes and hesitated slightly when he saw a certain bulge.

       Chu Yichen is a Dom. During the training process, he would get pleasure from controlling his sub. Besides, the other party would naturally react to how he acted just now. However, Chu Yunhan didn’t allow substantial penetration in the contract, so at the moment, the man could only endure it.

       He seems… quite miserable.

       Chu Yunhan didn’t know why this idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and then he changed his mind and thought, Crazy guy, have you forgotten how miserable you were because of this guy before? Now that the scar has healed, you forget about the pain and feel sorry for him, right? He shook his head and looked away from the man’s crotch. When he raised his eyes, he happened to catch the other man’s gaze.

       Chu Yichen’s face turned slightly sideways. The yellowish light softened the outline. The high bridge of his nose made his eyes appear deeper. A pair of dark eyes were watching him quietly.

       Chu Yunhan sat up awkwardly, said, “I’m going to take a shower,” and entered the bathroom. When he came out after washing, the man was gone. The props were neatly packed away, and even the residual turbid liquid on the sofa had been wiped clean. The black secondary card and a signed contract remained on the table.

       The reason for this avoidance was not to let him have any burden.

       Chu Yichen really managed to get along with him ‘like a stranger’.

       He was really… considerate.

       Chu Yunhan stood in the empty room momentarily, got dressed, and put the card and contract into his pocket. He put on a white half-face mask and pushed out the door.

 

       If there were a first time, there would be a second and third time…

       The frequency between the two was maintained once or twice a week. As Chu Yunhan gradually unravelled his knot and approached BDSM with a more open and peaceful attitude, the interactions between the two became richer. Despite the limitations imposed by that contract, Chu Yichen still found ways to add new elements within the prescribed limits, giving him a different kind of pleasure. His discomfort with the term ‘slave’ gradually disappeared, and calling him ‘Master’ became more and more comfortable. The man controlled the overall situation, and the frequency of his release, and the game stopped every time after he ejaculated.

       After it was over, the two of them would lie quietly on the bed for a while—one to rest and the other to calm down their desires. Then, one went to take a shower, during which time the other packed everything up and left. This way of getting along had become an implicit and fixed action between them. There were no unnecessary words or awkward interactions.

       After his body was satisfied, his mind became more stable. Correspondingly, he was more focused when working and would no longer appear restless. He majored in economics and trade, and he was not stupid. As he learned and practised, he gradually learned some ways of doing business. He also managed several companies he took over in an orderly manner and was currently considering a few big projects. In his free time, he would go swimming, exercise, and occasionally drink with his friends, but he never spent the night with anyone else.

       It was not that he valued ​​that contract too much. It was just that others couldn’t give him that strong feeling, and he didn’t want to ruin the current state between the two. Chu Yunhan understood that their current relationship was weird and fragile. It was like standing on two ends of a scale that was finally balanced. The slightest movement would destroy the balance.

       From now on, will they… continue like this?

       As he thought about this problem, he was tied naked, with one left leg lifted back by a rope and hung on the torture rack, exposing the secret part of his crotch.

       There was a ‘pop’ sound, and the pain in his perineum made him gasp. He turned his eyes to the man standing in front of him and called softly, “Master.”

       “Being merciful and not tying you up too tightly has allowed you to relax, hasn’t it?” Chu Yichen said slowly, turning the rubber hand clap. Chu Yunhan, who was caught red-handed, knew he would be punished, so he honestly and proactively admitted his mistake, “…I was wrong.”

       The man threw the hand clap on the table, held his left leg with one hand, and tightened the rope with the other hand, forcing his leg to be raised higher. This one-legged hanging posture already made his centre of gravity unstable. In addition, his hands were also tightly tied behind his back. His body showed a swallow-like posture that made it extremely difficult to maintain balance, and he swayed back and forth a few times before he could barely hold on to his position. These few swaying movements alone had already made him gasp, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He looked at the other party in embarrassment, and his tone sounded like he was begging for mercy, “Master…”

       “Is there any discomfort?” Chu Yichen carefully checked the rope again and tried the tightness.

       “It’s… uncomfortable down there.” He replied with a blush.

       Hearing this, the man raised his thin lips and smiled. He glanced at the small remote control on the table and said, “If you feel uncomfortable… Shall I turn it on?”

       Chu Yunhan shook his head hurriedly, “No, don’t turn it on… please.”

       A thick di-do covered with protrusions was inserted deeply between his buttocks. The knotted rope was just right on the sensitive point. The rope was embedded in the crack of his buttocks. Just a slight shake of the body would cause a burst of electric shock-like pleasure, and a numbing feeling flowed one by one, with a tendency to become more and more intense. The nipples also showed a bright red colour due to the constant friction of the rope, and they stood up hard. However, the genitals in front of him were not restrained in any way and could only be swollen and erect due to the torment of desire. Just thrusting without moving made him unable to control himself. If the switch were turned on…he would definitely not be able to hold on for a while before he would ejaculate…

       But just now, his master gave him an order not to ejaculate and clearly told him what punishment he would receive—ten slaps on the butt.

       After being beaten, it would be difficult for him to sit in the meeting tomorrow, so he had to endure it. He took a few deep breaths in an attempt to calm himself down but was made to groan by the sudden tightening of the rope.

       Chu Yichen leaned aside leisurely, holding the rope hanging on the top of the torture frame casually with one hand. He looked at him jokingly and said, “Is it still uncomfortable? Do you need me to adjust it again?”

       Chu Yunhan was shaking again and was so tortured that he was about to cry. The small hole at the front was already secreting transparent liquid under stimulation. He gasped softly and said, “No more…”

       Now he knew where the top dom’s skills lay. After being tied up, his body was controlled entirely in the hands of the other party. The windings could not only fix oneself in various positions but also accurately adjust the angle and tightness without any physical contact. He used the rope to ravage every sensitive point of his body, triggering his desire. The arrangement of the knots was clever and flexible, and every movement could affect the whole body. The move just now not only felt like an invasion between the legs but also felt like a strong tug on the chest, which was so painful and numb that it almost drove him crazy.

       “You don’t want it either? It’s nerve-wracking. My slave is really difficult to take care of.” The man lifted up his hand to pat again, walked around behind him, and raised his hand to pat his strong buttocks. This blow was not heavy, but it drove the di-do inserted into the hole and hit the sensitive point hard. Chu Yunhan almost ejaculated from this blow. He bit his lower lip hard and arched his back.

       This action was like a domino being knocked over, causing a series of chain reactions to the bound body, causing the tide of orga-m to surge.

       He didn’t dare to move anymore and could only breathe heavily.

       “Do you feel comfortable?” Chu Yichen’s voice came from behind, with a hint of teasing.

       Chu Yunhan was afraid that he would be tortured if he said he felt uncomfortable, so he could only blush and say, “…it feels good.”

       “Want to feel even better?” The warm breath, which was close to the ear and blew on the skin, caused a tingling sensation.

       He knew that he would be played with, tortured, and turned into a shameful state next, but he was filled with anticipation and excitement in his heart. He pursed his dry lips, closed his eyes, and said generously, “I want to… “

       After saying that, he was slapped on the buttocks again. He groaned and said the model words in embarrassment, “Master, I want…”

       Next, the man’s slender fingers touched his full sac, deliberately scratching his genitals and said, “Tell me your identity.”

       “I am your slave.” He blurted out with almost no hesitation.

       “Tell me your rights.”

       “As a slave, I don’t have any rights. My rights can only come from what you give. Ugh…” His c0ck was suddenly held, making him raise his neck impatiently.

       “Tell me about your obligations.”

       “…Ah, haah…” The hand wrapped the rod and moved up and down. The increasing pleasure made him almost speechless, “My duty is…to make you…happy…”

       “Very good.” The man chuckled, “Now call me louder, and I’ll let you cum when I’m satisfied.”

       The oppression and control of his body made the feeling of being dominated stronger, and the teasing words in his ears made his heart tremble and unable to control himself. Chu Yunhan couldn’t hold it back any longer and moaned wildly. In the end, he reached a climax in the pleasure of being attacked from both sides.

       After untying the rope, he only felt that his left leg was sore and numb, and his right leg was weak. He lay on the bed for a while. He wanted to force himself to get up and take a shower, but he couldn’t stand firmly and almost fell down. Chu Yichen stretched out his hand to support him and said, “Lie down and let me massage you.”

       Two people were on the bed, one lying naked and the other concentrating on massaging the other’s legs.

       The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and some long-lost embarrassment suddenly arose.

       Chu Yunhan coughed dryly and said, “I’m really numb after being tied up for a long time.”

       “This kind of binding method, which is aimed at restraining the posture, puts a strong sense of oppression on the body. It will be better to switch to tortoise shell binding or upright binding.”

       He had not studied these things and did not know what postures ‘tortoise shell binding’ and ‘upright binding’ were, but in this experience, Chu Yunhan could feel the restraint, oppression, and even a sense of restraint brought by the binding. The sense of objectification made the feeling of being conquered, controlled and ravaged more intense, and the friction between the rope and the body made it easier to fall. Now that he thought about it, Chu Yichen had never used any of these on him before. At most, he had simply bound his hands and feet. This made him a little puzzled, and he blurted out, “Why haven’t you done this to me before?”

       This was the first time he had taken the initiative to talk about the past. The man was silent for a moment and said, “It is easy to have problems when the other party does not cooperate. The sub might get injured.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned and said ‘Oh’. He glanced at the still bulging part of the man’s crotch and said nothing.

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       The man’s kisses fell on his neck, collarbone, and Adam’s apple. It was dense and lingering, leaving reddish marks on his fair skin. The itchy feeling made him want to avoid it, but he couldn’t help but want more.

       The man’s hand touched his cheeks, side of the neck, and skin, lingering on the chest, kneading the already erect nipples, making them fuller and more beautiful. The man’s other hand reached under him, caressing his flat belly inch by inch, and grasped his c0ck that was raised high. Rubbing the sensitive hole at the front, the man’s nails scr4p3d the edge of the umbrella-shaped part repeatedly, rubbing lightly and hard at times, constantly teasing his desire.

       Lust grew from the depths of the bone marrow, oozing out bit by bit, forming a silent trickle, meandering through every strand of blood. Eventually, it gathered into an unstoppable torrent, crashing and raging inside the body, surging back and forth as if it was going to smash this body into pieces.

       The pleasure was like electricity, causing waves of shivers. The body had no strength and was trapped limply in the man’s arms. Every inch of his skin seemed to be on fire as if it was going to burn him up. His half-closed eyes became wet and watery, his vision became disorientated, and the world lost its outline. Even though he blocked his mouth with the back of his hand, he still couldn’t restrain his moans of shame. Mixed with the slow and rapid breathing, it became an even more terrifying accelerant, burning the desire even more intensely.

       The strings of reason were burned out, and the body succumbed to its original desires, forgetting the initial resistance, the entangled past, and each other’s identities.

       “Hmmn… Hurry up…”

       He couldn’t help but want to ask for more.

       “A little heavier… There… Ahn…”

       He didn’t want to worry about anything anymore; he just wanted to destroy this body completely.

       “Please…please…let me cum…”

       Unable to think anymore, he could only unconsciously say the pleading words according to the other party’s request.

       When desire was surging at its peak but unable to be vented, the man’s low, slightly hoarse voice echoed in his ears.

       —Be good and call me Master.

       —This is just a game—a game between you and me. Acknowledge this relationship, and you can have more fun. You want more, right?

       —Let’s try it once, okay? It’s just a title.

       —If you do it, you will be rewarded. You want to climax don’t you?

       Each whisper, soft and resonant like a chant, lured and bewitched the trapped prey, enticing it to lose itself entirely in the snare.

       The monster of desire dragged him hard towards the cave of the abyss. Chu Yunhan raised his face; the water in the corner of his eyes was stained with lust. His lips moved, and he finally gave up completely and softly spit out the word.

       “…Master.”

       “Very good.” The man kissed her forehead and said softly, “Slave, I allow you to cum.”

       That sentence, like a dust-covered secret spell, unlocked the magic sealed in the body, and surging desire burst out.

       At that moment, his mind went blank, and his body lost all feeling during the climax as if it had entered another space and turned into scattered and tiny atoms.

       It took a few seconds for the brain to start functioning again.

       The room was empty, and Chu Yunhan was lying on the bed motionless tiredly. There was a warm and sticky feeling on his hands. The disgust after the orga-m came back again, mixed with a deep feeling of powerlessness and loneliness.

       It had been two weeks since Chu Yichen used his hand to make him cum. Afterwards, he vowed not to go to the East Coast or contact the other party in the future. But the ever-increasing feeling of emptiness was about to make his determination begin to waver.

       How ridiculous.

       On such a colourful night suitable for hunting for women, he could only shut himself in the room and masturbate when his passion surged. And when he masturbated, he couldn’t help but think back to what Chu Yichen did to him that day.

       Every expression, every word, every kiss and touch.

       If there was only a physical and forced nostalgia for that man, why does the brain keep recalling these details?

       Is it the body or the mind that is addicted?

       Chu Yunhan picked up the pillow at hand and smashed it against the chandelier on the roof.

       “Son of a bitch…”

 

       In the rightmost room on the fourth floor of the East Coast. Chu Yunhan looked at the props in the cabinet with an awkward expression. His gaze fell on one of the huge purple-red di-dos. He picked it up and touched it. It was made of silicone and was not soft. If this thing were inserted into his body…he would feel terrified.

       “Which one do you like?” the man sitting on the sofa looked at the black-and-white writing in his hand and asked.

       “It’s not…” His face became hot. He threw the things back and muttered, “Have you not finished reading yet?”

       “I need to remember all of the items you ‘don’t accept,’ and that’s a lot.”

       Chu Yunhan blushed and stopped talking. He picked up a whip and played with it as if nothing had happened. He agreed to enter into a relationship with Chu Yichen. In order to restrain the other party’s behaviour, he solemnly refilled the information form and asked the man to sign it.

       After Chu Yichen read it, he signed his name and handed it to him, saying, “You can choose a safe word.”

       “Any type is okay?”

       “Avoid common words, and it’s best not to use words like ‘stop’ or ‘no’ that express rejection.”

       “Why?” As soon as he asked, he thought of the answer. He coughed in embarrassment, thought for a while and said, “Is it okay to use ‘Resign¹it was supposed to be (投了, Touzi) or Throwing Stones/Resigning, but I opt for resign because it’s shorter and it had the closest meaning rather than throwing stones‘?”

       It was a term in Go that meant to concede the game by placing down the pieces in resignation.

       “Okay.”

       He confirmed again, “When I say ‘Resign’, you’ll stop whatever you’re doing?”

       “Yes. When you feel uncomfortable, you can say the safe word to stop the game. Is there anything else you want to ask?”

       “There is none left.”

       “Alright. I just signed off on all of your rights; now it’s time we discuss your obligations.” The man crossed his legs, watching him leisurely.

       Chu Yunhan was stunned for a moment and cursed ‘old fox’ in his heart. Then he remembered that he was three months older than that man, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He reluctantly said, “Just tell me.”

       “I need you to do three things. First, acknowledge your identity. During the session, I need you to acknowledge each other’s identities. I am the Dom; you are the Sub. I am the Master; you are the Slave. I am the dominant, and you are the one who submits. This is the basis of everything—if you can’t fully enter the role, it’ll be hard for you to find enjoyment in this.”

       “I understand.” He replied in a whisper. Since the last time he said ‘Master’, the pressure in his heart had eased a bit. After mentally accepting this kind of game, the conflict between the position of master and slave was no longer so strong.

       “Second, obey the rules. As a slave, you must obey all my orders in the game. If you fail to do so, you will be punished. The method of punishment is determined by me, and the degree is also determined by me.”

       He remembered the whipping he had received before and felt his bones were sore, so he reluctantly said “Oh”.

       “Third, stay dedicated.” Chu Yichen paused, “You don’t accept one-to-many relationships, so when there is a contractual relationship between us, I will not accept other subs. In the same way, as the master, I will not allow my slave to have an affair with anyone else. To be more clear, during our master-slave relationship, your body belongs only to me, and you are not allowed to have sexual relationships with anyone, including masturbation.”

       Chu Yunhan pursed his lips uncomfortably, “I understand.”

       “Okay.” The man raised his wrist to look at his watch, stood up, took off his dark blue suit, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, took a brown hard riding crop and stood in front of the sofa, saying, “Come here.”

       The commanding tone signalled the beginning of the game.

       There was a slight restlessness in his body. Chu Yunhan swallowed and walked slowly over.

       “In this room, without my permission, you must remain naked.” Chu Yichen said slowly, “I’ll give you one minute to remove your clothes.”

       Upon hearing this, he immediately started unbuttoning his coat. It reminded him of those times in the Chu family’s old house basement, something he’d grown accustomed to. Unfortunately, today, he’d worn a double-breasted Burberry trench coat with a belt tied in an elaborate knot by Lan Xin. Just getting it undone took a frustrating amount of time. The more anxious he became, the slower his hands moved. By the time he’d finished, he could already anticipate the punishment for taking too long and felt a preemptive sting. Hesitantly, he spoke up, “I… don’t know how to undo that …”

       The man looked at him with raised eyebrows.

       Chu Yunhan remembered that he was not allowed to speak, bit his lip and kept silent.

       Chu Yichen tapped the whip in his hand and said, “I taught you how to talk to me. Do you need me to use it to help you recall it?”

       He hesitated for a few seconds, then knelt down with a somewhat stiff movement. His voice was as light as a mosquito, “…Master.”

       The whip hit him, and it hurt.

       His face turned crimson. He lowered his head and barely amplified his voice, “…Master.” The whip was placed on his chin, raising his face. Chu Yunhan looked up at the person before him, his eyes trembling slightly.

       With one standing and the other kneeling, the distance between them made the feeling of oppression increase sharply. When he re-entered the game with a purer mentality, he was no longer obsessed with his sense of ‘self’. A different feeling seemed to arise between the two. It was as if the world’s axis had shifted and shifted to the man in front of him. As a subordinate, he was completely under the other party’s control.

       “Continue.”

       “…Master.”

       “Call until I’m satisfied.”

       “Master…”

       “Master!” His voice finally became clear, and he no longer hesitated.

       “Very good.” The tip of the whip slid across his Adam’s apple and moved downwards to tease the bulge on his chest. Chu Yichen’s dark eyes reflected the red-gold haze outside the window, “Do you want a reward?”

       Hearing this sentence, his body became increasingly restless. “I want to…” After he said it, he realised something was wrong and immediately added the title “Master.”

       “Lie down on the sofa and stick your butt up.”

       Chu Yunhan obeyed obediently. His fair skin was stained with a layer of reddish color due to shame and excitement.

       When the lubricated fingers penetrated from the secret hole behind him, he couldn’t help but gasp nervously, and the tunnel instinctively contracted to repel the intruding uninvited guest.

       “Relax.” He received a slap on the butt.

       “Hng…” He tried to slowly lower his waist and relax, shyly burying his head on the back of the sofa.

       A rubber di-do soaked in lubricant was inserted when it expanded enough to accommodate three fingers. The other party didn’t even choose a thick and violent type but randomly selected a medium vibrating model. However, after the switch was turned on, he gained pleasure easily and quickly set off a climax.

       Chu Yunhan gasped unbearably. His master had not yet given the order to ejaculate, so he could only hold back.

       He felt he was possessed.

       He had tried doing it with other people—tried letting others insert the vibrator or inserting the vibrator himself, but it never felt so fast or so strong. It seemed that this body only became so sensitive and lost control so easily under Chu Yichen’s control.

       “Master, I’m begging you… I can’t bear it anymore…” Under that man’s control, he could only beg for mercy.

       “‘You’?” The whip struck the white and tender buttocks mercilessly, instantly staining them with a rouge.

       “Ahn— Please… Master… Hngh…” Chu Yunhan was in pain and hurriedly changed his words, with a cry in his voice.

       “Tell me your identity.” Chu Yichen said solemnly.

       “…Slave, Hngh… Ahng—” He was whipped.

       “I want to hear the standard answer.”

       “I’m your slave. Ah— It hurts…” He was whipped again.

       “Don’t you remember?”

       “…Master, hngh… I am your slave.” This time, he was finally right. He trembled and sobbed, “Please… I can’t help it anymore…”

       His hair was gently pulled back, and his chin was lifted. The man’s handsome face was magnified in front of his blurred by tears eyes. Before the man’s warm lips touched his, Chu Yunhan heard his soft and pleasant voice.

       “Slave, you can cum.”

       The world had fallen into a vivid, kaleidoscopic dream.

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       “When did I say I was looking for a dom?” He said with a slightly red face, “I’m just here out of curiosity.”

       “You are not a natural sub. You don’t like masochism psychologically. You have a strong sense of rejection of slave status. That’s why you would rather jump off the building than call me ‘Master’. Because of my coercion, BDSM should be something you abhor, but here you are.” When he said this, the man paused for a while; the light in his eyes was dark and deep, “Under what circumstances would a person take the initiative to have contact with something that he doesn’t like? The reason is never ‘curiosity’ but ‘necessity’. For some compelling reason, the degree of this need exceeds your rejection. In other words, your physical needs are more significant than your intellectual conflicts, right?”

       Chu Yunhan’s eyes trembled, and he refused to admit it, “That’s right, I just came here to take a look when I was bored.”

       “East Coast operates on a strict membership basis, and entry is only possible through an existing member’s endorsement, with that sponsor bearing responsibility for their referral. ‘Just here to look’ wouldn’t be enough to secure an invitation or membership approval. Plus, they only accept members with actual BDSM experience. If you didn’t have a real drive, you wouldn’t have exposed that painful part of your past on the application. It takes more than curiosity to lay yourself bare like that.” The man dissected every inconsistency, his calm analysis peeling back each layer of pretence. 

       Chu Yunhan’s expression was stern. His forehead twitched, his lip lines tightened, and he said nothing.

       “The same goes for that information disclosure form. Not only did you carefully select the parts you didn’t want to do, but you also carefully filled in a few notes about the degree. If you just ‘fill in casually’ as you said, there would have been no need to go this far at all, and you’ve done it at…”

       “That’s enough!” Chu Yunhan, who was exposed entirely, roared angrily, “You’re right! I just came here to find someone to torture myself, and you tortured me until I became addicted to such disgusting things! I admit it. Are you satisfied now?” After saying that, he sat down on the black single sofa depressedly, holding his forehead with his hand in frustration. In front of that person, he was like a snail whose shell had been peeled off, losing all disguise, leaving only a weak and powerless body.

       A white porcelain cup was handed over, and Chu Yichen’s voice was gentle, “Drink, it’s not hot anymore.”

       Chu Yunhan hesitated for a moment, took the cup, took a sip, and said in a low voice, “Are you going to convince me to accept you as my dom next?”

       “Yes.”

       He held the cup, lowered his eyelids, and murmured, “I won’t accept you, no matter what…it can’t be you.”

       Chu Yichen was silent for a while and said, “So, if Pure Black is a stranger, will you accept him?”

       “…Maybe, I don’t know.”

       “What if I want to be a stranger?”

       He was confused, “What do you mean?”

       “You and I will put aside all identities in this room and be Pure Black and Daylight. We will stand on an equal footing and enter into a relationship for the sake of desire like strangers.” The man looked at him and said slowly, “I understand your concerns. I have always unilaterally forced you to bear it—against your original wishes. Those bad feelings made you unable to accept me. But it is different now. You are no longer Chu Yunhan, just a sub. I am no longer Chu Yichen, just a dom. There is no longer any other emotional involvement between us. I will clearly set the boundaries with you before the game starts. I will fulfil all your requirements on the form, avoid all tools and actions you don’t like, and agree on a safe word. When you refuse, I will stop. You can treat me as a stranger. Here, the only connection between us is mutual desire, nothing more. I can wear a mask during the process if you want.”

       “You…” Although these words were said calmly, they were like a stormy sea, washing away the words Chu Yunhan was prepared to refuse. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

       “This club gathers almost every enthusiast in K City, but in terms of skill, you’d be hard-pressed to find a dom better suited to you than me. I know every inch of your body, every one of your responses. I understand your likes, dislikes, and exactly how to fulfill your needs. I’m also likely the only Dom here willing to fully respect all your conditions. Additionally, even though you’ve read the club’s confidentiality policy and know that members’ identities are kept strictly private, you’ve still opted for a mask—not wanting to be recognised. From that perspective, it’s safer to engage with someone who already knows your identity rather than a stranger. Therefore, I am your best choice.”

       Chu Yichen’s expression was gentle and serious, and the bright red blood line on his slender neck looked dazzling—exuding a dangerous and alluring aura. Chu Yunhan stared at him blankly for a moment, then turned away awkwardly. He looked down at the cup in his hand without saying a word.

       He smiled bitterly in his mind. Now, he knew the man’s negotiation methods. Every word he said was like a sharp arrow, accurately hitting his weaknesses one after another, shaking his original decision.

       If the previous relationship had become too complicated and rigid, then adopt a brand-new approach.  

       If what he resisted was him as a person, then assume a different identity.  

       If he lacked a sense of security, then establish rules to create boundaries.  

       If there were methods he detested, then simply avoid them altogether.

       …

       Chu Yichen put him on the scale, constantly adding weight, and his attitude was even conniving, which completely made Chu Yunhan lose any reason to refuse. For a moment, he even felt that he had been convinced.

       No, it can’t be like this…

       Only this person can’t…

       Chu Yunhan’s head was in a mess as if he was trapped in a besieged city and couldn’t find a way out. He muttered, “Chu Yichen, you and I…we are…”

       “There is no blood relationship between us. Now that things have come to this, we will never be brothers again.” The man interrupted him, his deep voice seeming to have a kind of intoxicating bewitchment. “Let go of all past constraints and burdens, and stand in a new position to form a fresh bond. For both of us, this is the best choice. I can give you what you desire; as long as you agree, I can fulfil every longing you have.”

       “I don’t want to…” He only felt that his throat was a little dry.

       “You don’t have to rush to reject me, and you don’t have to rush to make a decision.” Chu Yichen’s eyes were full of soft light like a black hole sucking people’s vision tightly, making them unable to move away. “I know why you’re here. Let’s give it a try, okay?”

       When Chu Yunhan heard this sentence, his already chaotic psychological defence was even more shaky. He stood up suddenly, lowered his eyelids and hurriedly said, “I should go…” and walked out. His steps were hurried as if running away. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, the opponent would easily defeat the defensive line he had worked so hard to hold.

       Just as he was about to reach the door, his wrist was suddenly grabbed. Before he could react, he was pulled and turned around. Then warm breath came to him, pressing him directly against the door.

       “You…” Before he could finish his words, his mouth was sealed. The man’s lips pressed against his lips and rubbed slowly, his tongue gently inserted into the slightly open mouth. However, the man was not in a hurry to attack and conquer but gently rolled it on the tip of his tongue as if waiting for his response.

       The refreshing and light fragrance was a smell he was familiar with, and this kind of kiss was something he had not experienced for a long time. Chu Yunhan fell into a trance. His brain lost its function, leaving the body to react instinctively, according to his memory.

       Lips and tongues intertwined, and he lost control bit by bit between advances and retreats. Unknowingly, he began to lift his face following the other person’s movements, allowing the invasion to become deeper and deeper. His heartbeat was speeding up, his breath was being deprived, and his breathing was becoming rapid. The body trapped between the tall body and the door softened.

       His desire grew, and everything was about to get out of control.

       “Hmmn…” The remaining sanity finally broke free from the chaos when he felt the belt being untied. He struggled and pressed hard against Chu Yichen. His voice was still breathing, and he begged, “It can’t be like this. We can’t do this… Please, Chu Yichen, please let me go…”

       A hand stroked his cheek and said, “Close your eyes.”

       “Chu Yichen…”

       “Good boy, close your eyes.” The man’s voice was low and gentle, like a hypnosis. “You can treat me as a stranger or a prop. There is no relationship between us, and you don’t need to have any burden.” Chu Yichen lowered his head and whispered in his ear, and the warm breath aroused tiny shivers on his skin, “You long for pure sex, don’t you? I can give it to you to relieve your desire. Give me a chance, will you?”

       Chu Yunhan’s sensitive zone was next to his ear. Such whispers made half of his body numb. Something seemed to be stirring inside his body, and the hand against the man’s chest gradually lost its strength. His face turned red, and he shook his head, “I don’t want you…”

       Their bodies were so close to each other that they could easily sense each other’s changes. The corners of Chu Yichen’s lips were slightly raised, and he held Chu Yunhan’s earlobe from the side of his face. The tip of his tongue slowly licked the skin behind the ear along the contour, leaving moist water stains. The deliberately lowered voice seemed to hide the devil that devours people’s hearts, “If you don’t want to…you can push me away at any time…”

       When the man’s hand reached into his pants and wrapped around his genitals, the last wall in Chu Yunhan’s mind collapsed completely. The body that had not been satisfied for a long time became extremely sensitive and showed abnormal excitement under the caress of that hand. The genitals between his legs were erect, eager for more caresses.

       Chu Yunhan closed his eyes in shame.

       Just once…

       Let him indulge this time…

       Just once…

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       Chu Yichen.

       Pure black.

       Both were the same person.

       And here he was, insisting he wasn’t gay, rejecting BDSM—yet now, he stood in this person’s room, willingly taking on the role of a sub.

       Embarrassment, awkwardness, and shame surged over him like a massive wave, pulling him under. Chu Yunhan felt as if his brain was filled with mush, pulverized to the point that he couldn’t think at all. He stood there stiffly like a block of wood; his face shifting between red and pale, unable to utter a single word.

       When he saw the other party walking towards him, Chu Yunhan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, quickly rushed out of the door, then closed the door tightly and held it with his back. This set of actions was a completely instinctive reaction, and it was done in one go. When he realised what he had done, he was so ashamed that he wanted to dig a crack in the ground and bury himself.

       After all, he was the Eldest Young Master of the Chu family. Even if he met him in a place like this, he should find an excuse to get by. He could say that he wanted to find someone to give it a try, or he could say that someone introduced him to have a look. Whether the other person believed it or not, at least he could maintain a little dignity. Even if he took a step back and admitted that he had this desire, what could happen? At least he should pretend to be nonchalant and say, “What a coincidence”, to hold up the scene.

       So what would it mean if he just turned and ran the moment they met?

       He pulled off his mask and leaned against the door with a look of despair. Why was he always so timid in front of Chu Yichen?

       This was even more embarrassing. How should it end?

       He was utterly humiliated—his shame might as well have launched him into outer space…

       The door behind him made a soft sound, and then he felt a little force on his back. This made Chu Yunhan, who was at a loss, even more panicked. He instinctively leaned his back hard and held the door tightly for fear that the other party would come out.

       He didn’t know how to face Chu Yichen; his heart was beating nervously, and his mind was filled with the words ‘what to do’. He felt like an adulterer caught in bed, naked and not knowing where to escape. Fortunately, the person inside became silent after the push, giving him time to calm down.

       After slowly calming down, Chu Yunhan raised his head with a frown and thought about what to do next.

       We couldn’t just keep in a stalemate inside and outside the door. There were only two options before him now, either to run away in despair or to go in and face Chu Yichen.

       He looked at the ceiling and sighed.

       In front of Chu Yichen, he seemed to have always been an escapist. Either he was on the way to escape, or he was racking his brains to think of how to escape, and even jumped from the building to escape. Now that he thought about it, it was a cowardly thing to do.

       He didn’t want to run away anymore.

       He won the bet, gained his freedom, and was in a position of equal dialogue with that person. What he should do now was to go in and find a reason to break off the so-called ‘relationship’ and then leave the place in a dignified manner.

       It took him a long time to finally make up his mind. With a heroic expression on his face, he turned around to open the door, only to find that the black card he had been holding in his hand was gone. Chu Yunhan cursed depressedly and raised his hand helplessly to knock.

       The door opened. The person who opened the door looked at him calmly.

       “I just…”

       “Come in and talk.”

       “Oh.” He walked in.

       The door closed again behind him. Chu Yunhan suddenly realised that he was being pressured again. Why should he come in obediently?

       “What do you want to drink?” Chu Yichen said, holding a white mug. “There are green tea and black tea here. I boiled some water while you were outside the door just now.”

       He pursed his lips in embarrassment and said, “I don’t want it.”

       The man made a cup of green tea. He put it on the small coffee table, and said, “If you are tired, sit down.”

       The only places to sit in the entire room were a single sofa and a large bed in the middle. Chu Yunhan knew very well why it was arranged like this. This was an in between training room, and subs were not qualified to sit. He didn’t move and said, “I… have something to say to you, and I will leave after I finish speaking.”

       Chu Yichen was also standing, leaning against the cabinet with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at him quietly.

       Under that gaze, he felt nervous for no reason, and his palms became sweaty unconsciously. He avoided looking at the other person, looked at the ground and said, “I was startled just now. You know, I’m a little… afraid of you.”

       The man’s eyelashes moved slightly, like the thin wings of an insect, drooping slightly.

       “This place was recommended by a friend. It’s my first time here, and I didn’t expect to see you, so… it was a bit awkward, and I kind of lost control for a second.” Chu Yunhan stole a glance at the man, who remained expressionless, he could only gritted his teeth and continued. “I’m not actually into this stuff; I was just curious to understand what people who play these games think. Now that I’ve seen it, well… it’s interesting, but it’s not for me. As for that form—I thought everyone had to fill it out, so I just wrote something random. I had no idea it would be used for matching. I came upstairs to explain, not knowing it was you…” He cleared his throat. “I’ve heard you’re pretty well-known here and have lots of people wanting to be your sub. I won’t be coming back, so… you can find someone else.”

       He had already planned these words outside the door. At this moment, he just came in to recite. After finishing speaking, he waited anxiously for the other party’s response.

       The room was unusually quiet, with only the slight sound of the clock on the wall moving. The prolonged silence made the atmosphere subtle and embarrassing, and Chu Yunhan finally couldn’t help but raise his head.

       Their gaze meet.

       The pair of dark eyes staring at him were like the deep and quiet night sky, with some dark light floating in them. His eyes trembled, and he secretly clenched his fists, forcing himself not to move away.

       Chu Yichen reached out and took out a rattan whip from the wall. He put it in his hand, stroked it slowly, and said, “A whip symbolizes authority, and kneeling represents submission. In BDSM, the person wielding the whip and the one enduring it both find fulfillment through their roles—that’s the essence of its existence. At the end of the day, it’s just a game. When the master sets down the whip and the slave stands up, they are simply equals, with no difference in status or worth.” He paused. “BDSM should be rooted in equality. Forcing you to submit to me as a sub was a mistake from the very beginning. I’ve regretted it ever since.”

       “You…” Chu Yunhan didn’t expect him to say such words and was completely stunned.

       The man walked over slowly, handed the whip in his hand to him, and said calmly, “If you want to settle old scores, I am willing to cooperate. In this room today, you can be the dominant one and treat me the way you like. ”

       Chu Yunhan took a step back in shock and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. He was speechless for a long time. It took him a long time before he could stifle a sentence, “Are you kidding? If I dare to hit you once, Hei Yu and Bai Xiao will still tear me apart alive”

       “No matter what you do to me, they won’t know.”

       “Don’t lie to me.”

       “I haven’t lie to you.”

       Chu Yunhan looked at Chu Yichen’s unshakable face and then at the whip in his hand, feeling a little irritated and depressed in his heart.

       What is this? Another trick? Some new way to toy with him?

       He gritted his teeth, grabbed the whip in his hand, and said coldly, “Now that I’m holding the whip, shouldn’t you kneel down?”

       As soon as he finished speaking, the man knelt down without any hesitation. Standard kneeling position, with his knees shoulder-width apart, hands behind his back, his upper body straightened, and looking up at him.

       Chu Yunhan was completely stunned.

       Chu Yichen knelt down.

       He knelt in front of him by himself.

       He was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he doubted his life. He wanted to slap himself twice to see if he was dreaming.

       So fvcking weird!

       Did he actually wake up this morning? Is the person kneeling in front of him really not a virtual image? Is it time for the end of the world? Chu Yichen…is there something wrong with his brain?

       He frowned and said slowly, “Are you serious?”

       “I have not lie to thee.” The man repeated, changing his title to an honorific.

       Seeing him like this, Chu Yunhan suddenly felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart. He laughed dryly like a self-mockery and said, “Okay, let’s settle old scores.” After saying that, he raised his hand and whipped him.

       The whip was made of flexible and slender rattan. It was a whip specially designed for punishment. It was quite painful when the force was not strong. He had suffered it before and was extremely impressed by the burning and heartbreaking pain. At this moment, he whipped the whip from top to bottom, intending to hit the right chest, but due to his lack of experience and uncertainty, the tip of the whip hit the side of the neck heavily.

       Chu Yichen didn’t move, still kneeling upright without even blinking. Soon, a bright red mark appeared on the side of his neck, and the flesh bulged slightly. It was obvious that he had not controlled his strength well, and blood slowly began to ooze from the whip marks.

       In the previous training, although Chu Yunhan was forced, the man always controlled the force and intensity. Except for the time when he was forced to call ‘Master’, he was almost never injured. He had been whipped like this before, and even though his skin was not broken, it was so painful that he grimaced and couldn’t kneel. Now that it was bleeding, he could imagine how painful it must be. However, the man didn’t say a word, as if nothing had happened. He still looked at him calmly.

       “Doesn’t it hurt?” Chu Yunhan asked.

       “It does.”

       He gritted his teeth, “I will beat you until your skin is bruised.”

       “Okay.”

       Chu Yunhan held the whip tightly, his eyes resting on Chu Yichen’s injured neck. He didn’t know why, but he felt confused, irritable and anxious. Thinking of the humiliation and abuse he had suffered before, he tried to raise his hand and move the whip several times but could not do so. Finally, he threw the whip to the ground in frustration and said in frustration, “Okay, that’s enough. I don’t want to play anymore.”

       “You can think about it again. You only have this one chance to settle old scores.” The man was still kneeling.

       “Forget it, okay? I deserve it. I accept my fate, okay?” Chu Yunhan didn’t understand why he was angry. “Stand up, I’m so annoyed.”

       Chu Yichen stood up and said, “I thought you would at least order me to call you master.”

       “I’m not you and don’t have such a hobby.” He retorted angrily.

       The man smiled and said, “You voluntarily gave up the opportunity for revenge that I gave you and agreed not to pursue it any further. The dispute between us has come to an end, and you and I are back where we started. This is also what I hope. Now we can talk about the next relationship from a new perspective.”

       “What perspective?”

       “The perspective of Pure Black and Daylight.” Chu Yichen said slowly, “Putting aside our grievances and identities, I am the most suitable Dom for you.”

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       He is actually…the Hurricane?

       Chu Yunhan gritted his teeth secretly. He still remembered that in the Chu family’s old house, this bastard and another helper blindfolded him and tied his hands. He cleaned him from inside to out and then packed him up and sent him to Chu Yichen’s bed.

       Looking back now, this man was very skillful in giving him an enema. He didn’t expect that he was one of the top doms in this club.

       Wait… why did he appear in the Chu family’s old house at that time?

       What is his relationship with Chu Yichen?

       Numerous thoughts appeared in Chu Yunhan’s head, and his eyes were fixed on each other with a hesitant expression. The man named Hurricane also looked at him—his gaze slowly sweeping from top to bottom. Although this man was leaning on the service desk, looking carefree, his eyes were as bright and sharp as the stars in the night. When the guy looked at him, it gave the illusion of being seen through. This feeling seemed familiar and reminded him of Chu Yichen.

       In just a short moment, Chu Yunhan was so nervous that a thin layer of sweat formed on his back, and he unconsciously touched his face with his hand.

       He wore a mask and had only one interaction with this man.

       Probably…can’t recognise him.

       Just when he was feeling uneasy, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and said lazily in his voice, “Newcomer?”

       Ben, who was kneeling beside him, said, “Master, he is Daylight. He is here for the first time today. I am the one who introduced him to the club.”

       Hurricane glanced at him, “A few days without a beating, and you’ve already forgotten how to kneel.” Ben froze, straightened his back immediately, looked up at his master, and whispered, “Master, I was wrong.”

       “Go get me a glass of wine.” The man ordered.

       “Understood.” Ben immediately stood up and went to get it.

       The man’s gaze swept past Chu Yunhan, landed on the information sheet in his hand, looked at it for a while, and said leisurely, “No actual penetration allowed, no one-to-many relationships, no oral, no body piercings, no wearing restraints daily… tsk, Mr. Daylight, your conditions are quite strict.”

       “Mr. Hurricane, it seems impolite to steal and peek at other people’s information.” He was afraid of being recognised, so he deliberately lowered his voice when speaking.

       Hurricane curved his lips and smiled, “This information will be displayed on the public electronic screen after submission. I just saw it a little earlier than others; isn’t accusing me of snatching and snooping a bit much?”

       Chu Yunhan frowned, “Like posting a marriage-seeking advertisement?”

       “Pretty much. However, once your information is posted, it means you agree to be chosen. If a dom decides to accept you, the relationship will be established immediately. Given the imbalance in numbers, it’s rare for a dom to accept conditions as strict as yours. Before submitting, I’d suggest you reconsider and make any necessary adjustments.”

       He pondered for a moment and said, “I won’t change.”

       “Okay then.” Hurricane handed the form to the waiter, took the wine glass from Ben who knelt down again, shook it lightly at him, with a deep smile in his eyes, “Welcome to the East Coast. Here, may meet someone who meets all your requirements.”

       “Thank you.” Chu Yunhan responded politely, greeted Ben and left the service desk. Ben didn’t answer. He just knelt in the standard posture and looked at his master quietly. From the moment Hurricane appeared, he entered the role of a slave. He had no right to talk to others before his master consented.

       Chu Yunhan also knew these rules. Chu Yichen had trained him in this way before.

       Couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, couldn’t be distracted.

       Only a world with the two of them remained.

       Everything Chu Yunhan endured as a sub before was forced. He never understood why someone would willingly kneel down to another person, surrender all their rights, and be dominated and restrained. But at this moment, when he looked at Ben’s focused and affectionate eyes, he seemed to understand a little bit.

       This kind of bond was filled with uncertainty. Everything that once belonged to you was entrusted to someone else, and all you experienced was determined by their whims. It was like walking on a high wire, where every step forward became unpredictable and perilous, full of variables.

       It was a kind of thrill.

       This kind of stimulation could easily make people addicted, crazy and surrender.

       Chu Yunhan sat alone in a corner, quietly looking at all kinds of people around him. In this club called ‘East Coast’, he began to think about the meaning of BDSM for the first time and began to recall what Chen Huan had said to him.

       —If people’s desires need an outlet, why can’t it be BDSM? It’s just a stimulant in a boring life. When both parties are consensual, it is just a way of interacting during sex and should not be criticised.

       —If you don’t know if you really need it, go take a look or give it a try. If you like it, do it; if you don’t, leave. It’s no big deal.

       —Before making a choice, you must first understand yourself. In addition to your heart, you should also listen to your body.

       Find someone and give it a try.

       He came here with this idea in mind. When Mr. Daylight’s information was displayed, it caused a burst of discussion. Most members scorned this newcomer with ‘extremely narrow standards’. Chu Yunhan also heard the two doms nearby talking about him.

       One said, “Ha, can’t use down there, and can’t use up top either. Are newbie subs so picky these days?”

       Another said, “Pure egoist, doesn’t think about the needs of the dom at all. I’m afraid that being his dom, one could only masturbate after satisfying him.”

       “Interesting, where does the confidence come from? Even if this type of person looks stunning, I have no interest in accepting one.”

       “I’m not interested either.”

       …

       Chu Yunhan took a sip of wine silently. He couldn’t convince himself to accept those more intense training methods. As for having sex, he tried it with a random man. Although the process was okay, after the sex, he would have a deep feeling of disgust. His whole self would feel empty, ashamed and regretful for what he had just done—it didn’t feel good. He thought that since this was a professional club, someone should be able to use techniques to make him reach climax without actually being penetrated, so he chose ‘No’ in this column.

       In nearly two hours, two people came over to chat with him, but both of them were subs. When they learned that he was Daylight, they all advised him to loosen up a bit and encouraged him to take the initiative to chat with the doms, so that it would be easier to find a partner. Chu Yunhan struggled internally but still didn’t dare to take the first step. Just when he was about to leave in despair, a burst of short music suddenly sounded in the venue. He turned to look, and the electronic screen displaying his personal information flickered. Then, the information page disappeared, and the word ‘Daylight’ flashed silver and was placed behind another name.

       Pure black.

       Almost simultaneously, everyone in the venue was stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

       “Pure Black has appeared.” A female dom held her slave’s hand and smiled, “It’s really interesting to take in a newcomer who is difficult to maintain.”

       “It seems like he hasn’t been here for over half a year.” The middle-aged man sitting on the sofa played with the hair of the slave girl in his arms and said, “Now those subs are going to start to get jealous again.”

       “Where is Pure Black?” Many subs began to look around in the venue.

       “Why would he accept such a person as a slave? He had a really strange taste.” An ownerless sub complained angrily.

       “It’s really strange. He didn’t like those subs who had no taboos before, but now he actually chooses such a bland one.”

       “Maybe the appearance suits his taste. Isn’t it said that he likes beautiful men with brown hair and fair skin?” The young man with a baby face kicked the male slave in the harness with the toe of his shoe and said, “Kneel. You want to be whipped again, don’t you?”

       The charming woman sitting with her legs crossed beside her shook the glass in her hand and asked, “Where is the newcomer named Daylight? Let me see what he looks like.”

       At this moment, the newcomer who was suddenly thrust into the limelight was standing there in shock, somewhat at a loss. A waiter in white clothes and black trousers slowly walked up to him and stood in front of him. He handed him a black secondary card and said with a smile, “Mr. Daylight, Mr. Pure Black invites you to go to his room alone.”

       In front of everyone, Chu Yunhan suddenly had the illusion of being at a proposal scene. He took the card, held up his mask awkwardly, and walked out of the venue.

       After swiping the black card, the elevator automatically rose and stopped on the fourth floor. A long corridor runs through the front door. Four neatly arranged doors on the left and right sides, plus the two doors at the ends of both sides of the corridor—a total of ten rooms.

       When accompanying him into the elevator just now, the waiter said that Pure Black room was at the far right. Chu Yunhan slowly walked toward the door, feeling anxious and confused. He didn’t know what kind of person the other party was and kept wondering why the other party would choose him. After all, he was a newcomer, which came with such troublesome conditions.

       It was a short journey and took five minutes, which could be considered a slow pace.

       Chu Yunhan looked at the golden C on the door and hesitated for a while before making up his mind to swipe the card and open the door.

       The sight before him left him a little stunned. This was a fully functional adjustment room, similar to the basement of the old house. The decoration style, based on black and white, gave the whole room a hard and cold texture. The neatly arranged various tools and props show the rigorous and meticulous personality of the owner.

       The door closed behind him with a slight sound.

       Chu Yunhan swallowed.

       A strange place, dangerous and cold tools, and person he had never met.

       He instinctively felt nervous, but this nervousness was also mixed with a little bit of inexplicable excitement and restlessness. It was as if the hanging whips had stirred up some tiny changes in his body, making it difficult to control.

       It shouldn’t be like this.

       He bit his lip, and his uncertain gaze finally landed on the window.

       The curtains were not closed, and the night was as deep as the sea outside. A man stood by the window with his back to him.

       When Chu Yunhan took a closer look at the back figure, he felt as if he had been hit by lightning. His whole body froze, and he could not react. He could only stay in place with a pale face.

       The man in a black Tang suit with dark patterns turned around, with a pair of black eyes like a deep pool reflecting the moon, looking at him and slowly speaking, “Bai Zhou¹Daylight… It seems to sound better than Ah Zhou.”

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       The autumn wind brought some chillness. Chu Yunhan got off the Mercedes-Benz, and pulled the collar of his windbreaker. He raised his head and frowned as he looked at the humble little bar in front of him.

       This place was very different from what he had imagined in his mind.

       The remote location was tolerable, but the narrow entrance and shabby decor made it look like just another run-down bar frequented by street thugs. For the distinguished Eldest Young Master of the Chu family, stepping into a place like this was… downright humiliating. If this was what so-called high-end clubs looked like, then how refined could the circles of those so-called elite truly be?

       Chu Yunhan somewhat regretted coming here in the first place and regretted even more that he had actually made contact with the person from the invitation card. But since they had already arranged to meet, backing out now would be too rude. He resolved to keep the conversation brief, then find an excuse to leave, avoiding too much entanglement with that person.

       He raised his hand and looked at his watch—it was half past six. He exhaled and pushed open the wooden door of the bar.

       The wind chimes hanging on the lintel make an ethereal sound. The bar was neat and clean, with soft lighting and an old vinyl record on the gramophone. A young and fair bartender was carefully wiping the wine glass. He looked up at him and continued working.

       Chu Yunhan looked around, and there was only one person sitting at the bar, with his back to him, writing something.

       He walked over, considered it for a moment, and asked, “Sorry, are you Ben?”

       The man turned around. He was in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and having a handsome face. Wearing loose casual clothes, Chu Yunhan recognised the brand, and it was not cheap. The man smiled at him, made a gesture to sit down, and said, “I’m Ben. Hello, Mr. Zhou Han.”

       Chu Yunhan sat down next to him, and his attention was drawn to his notebook spread out on the bar. He couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.

       “Because I came early and this job is a bit rushed, so… I’m sorry.”

       “Is this a design drawing?”

       “Well, I’m a designer doing architectural design.” The man put away his notebook and pen and asked, “What do you want to drink? Charlie’s c0cktails are very good, especially the Blazing Blues.”

       “Okay, I want Blazing Blues.” Chu Yunhan smiled. He had always been a little nervous because he didn’t know who Ben was and was afraid of meeting someone strange or difficult to communicate with. Now, he knew the other person’s occupation and could also tell the other person’s taste from his clothes and pens. From his point of view, he could tell that Ben was a middle-class man of education and refinement, which put his mind at ease.

       Soon, the bartender placed a glass of blue wine in front of him. Chu Yunhan took a sip, and the slightly sweet fruity taste overflowed in his mouth. Then an unexpected spicy wine taste appeared on his tongue, with burning heat and sweetness mixed together and flowed down his throat. He couldn’t help but choke.

       Ben laughed, “Slow down. This wine is a bit strong.”

       “It’s a bit…” He took another sip, this time letting the wine release all the flavours in his mouth, and commented pertinently, “It tastes good.” Then he put the glass down and said, “The club you mentioned before. Is this right here?”

       The man did not answer his question but took out a white card and three pieces of paper from his bag and handed them to him. “Your membership application has been approved. This is your membership card. But before entering the club, you must read these rules and sign your name.”

       Chu Yunhan took the documents. The first was the ‘Membership Rules’, detailing members’ rights and obligations. Membership was tiered: the darker the colour of the membership card, the higher the level, allowing access to more activities. The highest-tier members could even participate in club decisions. Those with a white membership card held the lowest rank. After reading through the rules, he understood why this circle remained so secretive. Members were required to keep all club matters and member information confidential. The second document was a personal safety waiver. The third listed the equipment, rooms, and activity schedules available in the club. Higher-tier members enjoyed better privileges, while low-tier members like him had no private rooms and could only use public areas.

       He glanced at the article in the rule that ‘I promise that the identity information submitted to the club is true and valid’, pursed his lips, and scrawled the word ‘Zhou Han’ in the signature column. The identity certificate he submitted before was fake, and the ID card was also forged by someone. Since the other party failed to find out after a week and allowed him to pass the review, he could continue to be ‘Zhou Han’.

       Ben put away the signed documents and said, “If you’re ready, let’s go.”

       “Where to go?” he asked.

       The man glanced upstairs and said, “Take out your membership card. You can’t use the elevator without it.”

 

       Only when Chu Yunhan stepped onto the second floor did he realise how shallow he was. The small bar was just a front, and the upstairs part was the real ‘club’.

       The second floor was the locker room, filled with small single rooms. He found a stack of masks inside. There were many different colours and decorations, but they were all half-face styles, which only covered the upper half of the face, leaving the eyes, mouth and chin exposed. He randomly picked a simple white mask, put it on, and walked out. After waiting for a while, Ben came out of the other room. Chu Yunhan was surprised when he saw his appearance.

       Ben was clad only in a pair of black boxer briefs and a black collar around his neck. He had a good figure with well-proportioned muscles. There was a black nipple nail on one side of his chest, and some tattoo lines were faintly exposed on his waist and abdomen.

       “Doesn’t it look good?” Seeing him standing stunned, the man smiled and said, “My master will also come today. He doesn’t like me wearing a lot of clothes.”

       Only then did Chu Yunhan realise that he was also a sub. He coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment and said, “It looks good.”

       “Let’s go.” Ben took him into the elevator again.

       The long corridor on the third floor was paved with thick carpets, and some oil paintings were hung on the walls on both sides. They were all imitations of world-famous paintings, which were not interesting. At the end of the corridor were two closed dark brown doors. The waiter at the door swiped their membership cards and opened the door for them.

       Under the high-hanging crystal lamp, a magnificent banquet hall appeared in front. There were many people in the venue, men and women, standing or sitting, laughing, chatting and drinking—it was very lively. Some were dressed plainly, and some were dressed extravagantly. Some were dressed like future warriors, some wore Chinese clothes, and some wore military uniforms and riding boots. It was like a cosplay. Some wore as little as Ben, and most of them were kneeling next to their masters. These people were subs, or… slaves.

       Chu Yunhan observed everything in silence. This place was entirely beyond his expectations, both surprising and intriguing him. It was like being in a primitive jungle, where all the norms of civilised society were stripped away, leaving only raw sex and desire as the foundation. Pairings were formed, choices were made, and interactions took on a primal opposition. In this game, the animalistic instincts within were magnified, with desire reigning supreme.

       “Don’t keep staring at other people’s slaves.” Ben whispered in his ear.

       He said ‘Oh’ and immediately looked away from a kneeling blond man. He stopped at the three huge electronic displays hanging in front of the venue and asked, “What are those?”

       “Now, what is displayed above is a list of relationships between dom and sub. No one uses their real names here, so the nouns you see are code names. The front row is the dom code name, and the back is their sub code name. Do you remember what you put in the code field on the application form?”

       “…‘Daylight.’” Chu Yunhan felt a bit of regret over his hasty choice. When he’d looked up and seen the sky lightening, he’d simply written down the first word that came to mind. In hindsight, he should have gone for something like ‘Knight’ or ‘Hero’. He glanced over the list and asked, “Why do some doms have so many subs listed after their names?”

       “Because they have a one-to-many relationship. In BDSM, everything is directed by the dom, from setting up the scene to choosing activities. They need to master techniques with whips and other tools, be sensitive to the sub’s state, control the pace, and decide whether to intensify or continue. There are relatively few skilled doms, and they are very popular, so there will be situations where one dom accepts multiple subs.”

       “There are also some doms that don’t even have a sub.”

       “Well, the relationship between a dom and a sub is not static. Sometimes, the relationship will be terminated, and the dom will have a window period. At this time, it is easier to take advantage of it.” Ben said with a smile, “My master accepted me during the window period, and when there were many subs, he didn’t even look at me.”

       Chu Yunhan quickly found Ben’s name in the form and said, “Your master’s name is ‘Hurricane’? He also has other subs.”

       “Well.” The man’s smile became a little helpless when he said this, “Master has had up to six slaves at the same time. He is the most outstanding dom here and the director of this club. The fact that he…can like me, I’m very satisfied.”

       Chu Yunhan could tell that Ben seemed to have a bit of thing for this ‘Hurricane’ guy, but something else puzzled him.

       Since Hurricane was the supervisor and the best dom, why was he only ranked second?

       Seeing him looking at the screen with confusion, Ben said, “This table is ranked according to the dom membership level. Mr. Pure Black, ranked first, had not been here for a long time, so the sub column behind him had been left empty. I heard that Pure Black is also the boss here and is very popular. He prefers subs with brown hair and fair skin, and many people even go out of their way to dye their hair. However, I only heard that I joined the club late. I’ve never met him in person, so I don’t know much about him.” He seemed to remember something and said, “I almost forgot. You can fill in the information, making it easier to find the right dom.”

       Chu Yunhan followed him to the service counter, requested a form and pen from the attendant, and began to fill it out. The form meticulously listed every detail—whether he consented to a one-to-many relationship, allowed kissing, agreed to intercourse, preferred positions, and which types of tools he was willing to use. Blushing fiercely as he filled it out, he quickly handed it to the attendant once finished, only for it to be snatched away by a hand that appeared out of nowhere.

       He turned around and saw the somewhat familiar face and was startled. When he remembered who this person was, his heart suddenly trembled.

       Why is this guy here? He is…

       Before he could think about it, he heard Ben’s voice next to him.

       “Master.”

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       It was getting late, and Chen Huan was still waiting for his client in the consulting room. He sipped his coffee and recalled what the man had been like when he first appeared.

       The brown-haired young man sat on the single sofa opposite, his head lowered, his bangs covering his red eyes, and he whispered in a broken voice, “Every time I close my eyes, that moment when Dad left appears before me. He held my hand, and then it just went limp, falling down like that. His eyes were open, looking at me, as if there were so many things he still wanted to say, as if he wanted one last look at Mom and me, as if he couldn’t bear to leave…”

       “Dr. Chen, I argued with him that day. I found him annoying, always meddling in my life… Now he can’t do that anymore… I’m such an idiot… He’s gone, and I don’t know what to do…”

       “I failed to take good care of my mother. She kept herself locked in her room, wouldn’t let anyone in. By the time I kicked the door open and got in, I found she had taken sleeping pills… We saved her, but her mind was affected. She’s forgotten about Dad’s passing. She keeps telling me that he’s just away on a business trip and will be back in a few days…”

       “What should I do? What can I do to get everything back? They all say to be strong and calm. I don’t know how to be strong or calm. I have no place to say these things… I’m going crazy…” He covered his eyes with his hands, but tears kept falling down.

       At that time, Chen Huan did not know the identity of the sad, guilty, helpless and fragile young man in front of him. He sympathised with the big boy who was crushed by the changes. As a psychiatrist, he continued to gently comfort and enlighten him, helping him rebuild his self-confidence and regain his confidence in life.

       The day after that man’s visit, two men came to his studio and placed a contract in front of him. Someone was willing to inject money to expand the size of his clinic, but he had put forward a condition that required him to tell the situation of the patient he received yesterday. Chen Huan refused. He felt that protecting the privacy of his customers was more important. Unexpectedly, the other party signed a contract with him.

       Only then did he know that the person who signed the contract with him was from the famous consortium, and the patient he had treated before was actually the consortium’s eldest young master, Eldest Young Master Chu Yunhan. Since then, he had become the chief psychotherapist of the Golden Eagle Group, providing psychological diagnosis and treatment to members of the Black Eagle Association. He had signed confidentiality documents. No matter what he learned from these people, he would not keep any information and never tell anyone about it. In addition, he also promised one thing…

       There was a knock on the door, and the front desk led the guest into the consulting room with an appointment.

       “Please sit down.” Chen Huan raised his hand, “Mr. Zhou Han, long time no see.”

       Zhou Han was Chu Yunhan’s pseudonym. He took his mother’s surname and his own first name. At that time, he felt that he was about to collapse and needed to find a place to talk. Because of his background, he couldn’t reveal his family’s secrets to others, so he chose a small private psychological clinic and used a pseudonym.

       Acknowledging Chu Yunhan’s false identity, treating him as an ordinary patient, and allowing him to express his feelings freely to him was another thing Chen Huan promised. Chen Huan didn’t know why the eldest young master of the Chu family would condescend to come to his small clinic. But he could understand why the other party signed a contract with him. Chu Yunhan gradually trusted him during many medical visits, but Golden Eagle could not let himself, a small doctor, know the family’s secrets. In order to protect their eldest young master and also in order to know the information of their own within the control, they signed a contract with him. As for this additional condition, it was to allow the Eldest Young Master Chu to have a place to relieve his emotions anonymously. This request did not violate his medical principles, so he agreed. He did his best to help Chu Yunhan go through that difficult and painful time and found an exit for him in the collapsing world.

       —In this world, not everyone could face life and death with strength. If you couldn’t bear it, it was okay to try to escape first. There was no shame in being vulnerable. You must first admit your vulnerability, accept your true self, and then learn to be strong little by little.

       Chen Huan suggested that Chu Yunhan temporarily leave the mansion where he lived with his parents, relax, do some aerobic exercise, and find something interesting to divert his attention. He originally wanted to help him regain his confidence through slow counselling. However, Chu Yunhan suddenly stopped coming and only transferred three times the consultation fee to him.

       Later, he heard that Eldest Young Master Chu lingered in nightclubs and soaked himself in alcohol and women. Chen Huan felt a little regretful in his heart because he knew very well that there was a wound in Chu Yunhan’s heart. No matter how unruly he appeared, a sensitive and sad young man was always hidden in that wound.

       He originally thought that there would be no more interaction between the two, but unexpectedly, the other party appeared again.

       After a long time apart, Chu Yunhan had matured somewhat. The grey plaid suit paired with the slender figure made him look very tall and straight, but he seemed to have no energy, and like most people who came here, he was a little depressed.

       Chen Huan placed a cup of jasmine tea on the small side table next to him and smiled, “You came to find me because you are not in a good mood lately?”

       Chu Yunhan frowned slightly, with an extremely embarrassed look on his face. He hesitated before speaking, “Dr. Chen, are there any patients who come to you who… well, just… have mental problems with sex?”

       Chen Huan was slightly startled and replied, “Yes.”

       “Were they cured later?” He asked very directly.

       “Some obstacles have been eliminated through psychological counselling, and some have had little effect.” The doctor looked at him and asked, “Did you encounter any difficulties in this area when you came to see me today?”

       Chu Yunhan pursed his lips. He turned away, stared at the cup of scented tea, and said softly, “Yes.”

       “Can you tell me the specific situation?”

       “I…” He was extremely embarrassed, and his face turned red. “When I do it with a woman, I always feel it’s not intense enough, and…it’s hard to reach climax.”

       Chen Huan noticed his choice of words and asked, “So, have you ever tried having sex with a man?”

       He said frankly, “I tried.”

       “How’s the situation?”

       “It’s not good either.”

       “What does ‘not so good’ mean?” Men and women had different ways of making love and receiving different stimulations, so he asked this question.

       Chu Yunhan’s face turned redder, “Being with a man… Can make me more aroused, but every time it comes to climax, I will also have a psychological barrier, and I will hold back uncontrollably.”

       The doctor thought for a moment and said, “Why do you think this is a ‘psychological barrier’ rather than coming from the body? In other words, how did your repressive behaviour come about? Did it occur naturally, or was it a sexual incident? Did someone impose this kind of obstacle on you?”

       The man pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

       “If you don’t want to say…”

       “I… was forced to play some BDSM games before.” After saying this, he seemed to be deflated, leaning on the sofa and supporting his head with one hand on his forehead.

       Chen Huan had studied the psychology of sadomasochism, and when he saw what he said, he had a clear understanding of the situation. He slowly said, “If I guess correctly, the person who forced you should be a male, right?”

       Chu Yunhan nodded awkwardly.

       “Compared with ordinary sex, BDSM is more intense and dangerous. A certain degree of restraint, humiliation and pain will stimulate the secretion of endorphins in the brain, making people reach an intense pleasure almost soaring. And this extreme pleasure is addictive, just like if you drink water after drinking a cup of hot cocoa—it will feel bland.”

       “How can I break this…addiction?”

       “I think talking about ‘quitting’ is a bit serious.” Chen Huan smiled, “If you’d rather have hot cocoa than water, then it’s okay to indulge a little. BDSM is merely a form of eroticism if both partners cooperate. For example, in ordinary sex, some men will ask women to call them ‘Daddy’. This title can show a sense of immorality, which will make him feel more excited. Using the identities of master and slave strengthens the concepts of dominance and submission, thereby amplifying stimulation.” He paused, “Similarly, whipping and binding are meant to be stimulating. Excessive pain or discomfort will dampen desire, so a dom needs to control the intensity to keep the sub’s discomfort just within the range that enhances arousal. These are tools to heighten pleasure, which is the same as drinking wine before sex. If you feel that you can get the pleasure you want in this way, you can boldly try to make sex more interesting and exciting within a safe range. Control it a little to avoid overstimulation and depleting the body, such as having hot cocoa once a week and drinking water at other times.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned for a while, with a puzzled look on his face, “But… I can’t ejaculate…”

       “This is something I’m more concerned about.” The doctor thought for a while and said, “Can I ask you some specific details about your previous participation in BDSM?”

       He hesitated and nodded.

       “You’re the dominant one, right?”

       “Um.”

       “The other party…I mean the person you are playing this kind of game with. Is it many people or one person only?”

       “One person.”

       “He forced you to do it, and you’re not willing to cooperate?”

       “…En.”

       Chen Huan was surprised. He knew Chu Yunhan’s identity. It felt incredible to him that such a favoured man who was so protected could be forced to become a sub in BDSM. Who could it be?

       However, this was a private matter and not something he should get involved in. He still maintained a calm expression and continued to ask, “What method did he use to control your ejaculation when he was having sex with you? Was it a tool or some other thing?”

       Chu Yunhan’s face was as red as an apple. He lowered his gaze on the tea cup in his hand and said, “Sometimes it’s some tools, and sometimes he used his hand to block it.”

       “Under what circumstances would he allow you to cum?”

       “After he is…satisfied.”

       “Is there any special way? I mean, how did he give you instructions to ejaculate?”

       “…He would say, ‘you can cum’.”

       “Does this happen every time?”

       “Almost.”

       “If he doesn’t give this instruction, it means you can’t cum. Or there will be punishment, right?”

       He made a low ‘En’ sound.

       “That’s it.” Dr. Chen, who found the cause of the disease, smiled, “Next time you can try to find a dom for an erotic BDSM sex session. And tell him ahead of time to give you the instructions when you need to climax. I’m sure your block can be lifted.”

       Chu Yunhan sat on the sofa dumbfounded. It took him a while to recover from these words and said, “Do I…do I have to do this in the future…”

       “As your body begins to adapt to other people, the impact that person has on you will gradually lessen.”

       “But I’m not gay…” he said anxiously.

       “If you can get pleasure through penetration, of course you can also choose a female dom. It doesn’t really matter whether you are gay or not. Male or female, it’s just that the objects of desire are different. Everyone has their own preferences,” Chen Huan said with a smile. “But the pleasure from squeezing the prostate is usually stronger than the pleasure from penile friction.” He rummaged in the drawer for a while, then took out a card and handed it to Chu Yunhan, “This is from a previous customer of mine. He is from the BDSM circle and knew that I was interested in studying the psychology of sadomasochism, so he gave me this. It seems to be an invitation card to their club. If you are interested, you can check it out. There should be some good dom in the circle.”

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