LET ME LEAVE（BDSM） - Chapter 7

It’s been three months now, even as the summer is coming to an end, and he still hasn’t continued to work, he’s just been at the cottage with me, taking care of me.

He always pulls out a lot of toys when I ask to go to my mother, to make me fade away from it, I don’t know what a real child would choose when faced with this kind of knack, whether it would be to choose mother and child nature, or to have fun, I don’t know. But I do know that since he can take care of me like this, and let me know that he likes me, I can venture a guess that he won’t give my mother a hard time.

Plus I still wanted to know his story and wanted him to keep telling me the truth.

And for the past three months I had not heard him talk to himself again, which disturbed me very much, and I had even deliberately created many opportunities to do so, for example, I often pretended to be asleep in front of him, on the terrace, in the grass, and even on his lap, but until I actually fell asleep he did not continue the unfinished subject of the last time, but only sat by my side, occasionally caressing my body with his hand.

But in recent times, he’s made me a little nervous again.

I’ve never been impressed with his sexual relationship with me, it’s always been synonymous with pain, and in recent times he’s often made me feel erotic when he’s soothing me, and he won’t even let the nurses intervene in the shower anymore.

If he is really fond of mine, it is conceivable that a man who is constantly confronted with the object of his affection could not be immune to eroticism, and I am that object, and what is even more irritating is that I have not been able to resist it, for as things stand, I do not understand it.

He often hugged me and used his hands to soothe my whole body, if it was before did not realize that I was surprisingly so sensitive, now he let me find out, his every light touch will make me comfortable goosebumps, it turns out that I need someone to treat me gently. In the previous few sexual relationships, his roughness made me feel no pleasure, and now it was such a gentle touch that would move me.

He may have noticed this as well, and is trying desperately to increase the frequency of this comfort. In any case, even though my intellect has deteriorated, my body is still an adult body that can feel pleasure and enjoy sex, and he’s now acting like he wants me to be able to accept him physically.

His favorite time now is bath time once a day because this is the only time we are naked. His favorite is my worst fear, I am afraid of his gaze, his touch, his unpredictability, and most of all I am afraid that at some point he will make it painful for me to engage in sex again. So every time it’s bath time I have to find a place to hide, I’ve hidden everywhere, in the cupboard, in the garden, in the pantry, even in the stairwell, but not once have I succeeded in doing so, and if it used to take some of his energy while he was looking for me all over the world to keep him out of the way, I’ve been seeing the lust he can’t hide from me lately in the way he looks at me. So it was all the more reason for me to try to avoid it by any means possible now.

I have been hiding on the windowsill since I woke up from my afternoon nap, trying my best to hide my body behind the curtains, which are very large and thick, so hiding a person behind them can’t be seen if you don’t look closely. As long as he hid until after five o’clock, he would be safe, because he would go out after dinner, and I learned from his conversation with Yun Chang that he was now making his rounds to Phantasmagoria every night, as if the club was having a little trouble.

As time went on I started to get nervous inside, the door to my room was pulled open a few times, probably all opened to make sure as he searched for me, but as it got darker, his voice got louder and louder and the footsteps outside the door got louder and louder, and I got a little panicked as to why he hadn’t given up yet, and wasn’t he going to the club? I’m not going to make him angry if I keep hiding here like this, am I? It won’t get me punished.

I had thought that after he couldn’t find me he would go ahead and take care of the club, and by the time he came back I would have finished my shower, but now had I made a mistake in my intentions, had I put myself in a more dangerous situation?

I slowly peeked out from behind the curtains, no one was in the room, forget it, I’d better get out, if he thought I’d escaped then I’d be in trouble.

I carefully tried to put my feet down, but I didn’t know that because I sat for too long, my feet were numb, I couldn’t exert any strength at all, and I heavily fell down from the window sill, as soon as I heard a loud noise in the room, the door was violently pushed open, and Zhong Qing rushed in with a pale face.

“What’s wrong? Xiaoyu! What’s wrong? …… So you’re here, you’re here!” He hugged me tightly, his chest heaving heavily.

In my heart, I was afraid of his next question, so I took advantage of the numbness of my feet and started to vigorously cry out in pain, even forcing myself to shed tears. However, the feet, because of the prolonged lack of blood flow, at this point in time that was really sore and numb, so I wasn’t cheating him to a certain extent.

Watching him massage my thighs nervously because I moaned, that kind of concentration made me believe that he was really nervous about me and really liked me, but I couldn’t respond to him because of his mother. My heart was really sour, so the tears no longer needed to be forced, they naturally came like a spring. He was even more nervous after seeing my tears, and asked me if I was okay, I shook my head and buried my head in his chest, this was the first time I did this, and there was no awkwardness at all, it all happened so naturally.

His face gradually lowered and he lightly kissed his mouth onto my tearful eyes, I didn’t refuse and I didn’t want to, I don’t know if it was because of his nervousness or because of his love for me that kept me from resisting him anymore.

And for the first time, I allowed him to kiss my cheek, even in the past, when he raped me, I never let him kiss me, because I think kissing is a very romantic thing, it should happen to two people who love each other, and it shouldn’t happen in a rape sex.

Maybe he thought I would refuse, so when he saw that I didn’t have any reaction, he stopped for so long instead, and then his kisses came at me like a wild storm, dense kisses falling on every part of my face. Especially lingering on my eyes for a long time before slowly turning to my lips.

First he traced the line of my lips delicately with his tongue, making me feel itchy and numb, a sensation that was unfamiliar to me, and a heat stirred in my loins that ran down my back, sending shivers through my entire body. After the end of the lip ruse on me, opened my mouth with the light top of his tongue, and then as if it was a light snake drilled into my mouth, it was searching for my tongue, I simply couldn’t avoid it before it wrapped around me, and then I was sucked, hissed and gnawed on, not letting me have a moment to close my mouth at all, drool dripped from the side of the wide-open mouth, and then, finally, his tongue actually rose to the bottom of my throat, and then with a hard press at the root of my tongue, the Aaah, it was as if my whole body had been electrocuted, and the pleasure went from the top of my head straight to my groin.

I pushed so hard that he was caught off guard and stumbled, his eyes had an uncontrollable desire in them. I was ashamed and angry, my eyes staring at him, when suddenly I was allowed to see a hint of a smile flicker in his eyes, and following his eyes back, I realized that my own parting had gotten hard at some point, and was propped up against my pants forming a tent.

God, what the hell was going on? What the hell am I supposed to do?

“Qing, how did this happen to me? Huh?” Green, this title is a product of me being corrected by him several times, he won’t let me call him angel or brother, of course he can’t be my brother, but calling him Green makes me feel awkward.

I asked him pointing to my doppelganger in feigned ignorance, I don’t think he suspected it yet.

He smiled and leaned over, “It’s nothing, it’s because Yo likes me, right, it’s a sign that you like me, okay?”

Lying to an idiot, right oh, I’m an idiot, so he was indeed lying to an idiot.

“Like?” I spoke in confusion, tilting my head at him.

“Didn’t you say you like me? Sayu, you don’t remember.” He patiently asked me for confirmation.

I only nodded my head.

“Come on, let’s go take a shower and comfort your dick on the way.” He stood up and pulled me to the bathroom.

No, don’t drag me there, I don’t want to do it. But heaven didn’t respond to my request, how can I respond? Chung Ching just didn’t even take care of the imminent matter, how could he let me go now?

In the bathroom, he carefully rubbed my whole body with a bath ball, due to the afterglow from earlier, I was unable to resist, my whole body softly collapsed on top of his body, he slowly traced over my groin with his fingers drenched in bath gel, and then he made the initial probing in my posterior, first one finger, the cold bath gel was sent in by his fingers, this feeling made me not too comfortable, when I was entered by him before, I had never been comfortable , maybe that made me a little psychologically challenged.

“Qing, what are you doing, you’re making me uncomfortable, I don’t want you to!” I said in a panic.

He wrapped his arms around me, “Don’t you like me? You have to trust me, right? You be good, don’t move, do as you’re told, okay? You’re going to like it. I’m doing what makes your dick feel good.”

He looked into my eyes, “Do you trust me? Do you like me?”

This, what could I say? Only to keep my mouth shut and nod.

I still struggled as one of his fingers buried itself inside me, and he held me down before using his other hand to gently work my already swollen member up, not realizing that the reaction he’d never been able to tease before was now being teased up by a mere kiss. His big hands and tight grip made me feel like I was doing it with a woman, he was stroking faster and faster and faster, I couldn’t take it anymore, my hands gripping his wrists tightly didn’t stop him, I grunted and screamed together as I orgasmed, shooting a stream of white liquid into his hand.

As if delighted, he held up his fingers, wet with my cum, and brought them to his mouth and flicked them with his tongue. My face flushed red and I looked away feeling embarrassed, in fact what I wanted more than anything was to rush out of the bathroom, but one of his fingers was still inside me, preventing me from moving.

He twisted my face around and kissed me, and from his mouth I tasted down the flavor of my own cum, fishy as salted fish, and I tried to spit it out, but his kisses sealed my mouth shut. By the time he finally let me go, I couldn’t even catch my breath, my body was going limp after one shot, and I was relying on the support of his arms to stay on my feet.

His fingers buried inside me began to slowly rotate, directly touching the mucous membranes of my inner walls and occasionally curling up to widen the opening of my hole.

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It hurt a little bit, but not too much, in fact, I already knew that I couldn’t escape today, so I gave up doing pointless resistance.

He slowly increased the number of his fingers, and from time to time sent in more shower gel to fully lubricate my posterior. Suddenly, his fingers touched a place that made my whole body shudder, and even my manhood that had just been released immediately stood upright again, it felt so strange that I quickly twisted my body around to resist him with both hands.

It was so hard for him to discover my sensitive spot, how could he let it go so easily? So forcefully, he wrenched me back again so that I was leaning against the wall with my back to him, and his fingers continued to stimulate that point, and I knew he had touched my prostate.

“Ahhh ……”

It didn’t take long for me to release again, this time it really drained all my energy, if it wasn’t for his finger still inside me, I really would have collapsed on the floor, he finally saw me cum from his stimulation of my prostate, and this time, he didn’t even touch my front for a second.

He quickly withdrew his finger and plunged his already erect desire in, his hardness was still several times thicker and much longer than his finger, and the lubrication in front was still far from enough.

“Mmmm ……” I grunted miserably.

It really hurt, even though the asshole wasn’t torn, I could feel all of its folds being pulled apart, and the opening of the asshole was torn raw. After a few attempts to push in, he was denied because of my nervousness, and only the front part was locked in. Probably because my involuntary exertion was hurting him as well, he got anxious and simply grabbed my waist bone and brought me backward hard, and in it went, reaching the deepest part of his rectum as far as his desires would go.

He rested on my back for a while, also letting me get used to it, it was so big, it had never felt so big, it filled my inner walls completely, not leaving a single gap.

Then he slowly began to pump, it felt very hard, my bowels were the most directly impacted organ, my rectum was torn in and out by his hardness, I moaned out in distress.

“Mmm, mmm …… mmm.” My body was pressed against the wall as he made me slam into it again and again. Each of his thrusts targeted my prostate, finally triggering my third orgasm following the second one, which could no longer be considered cumming from pleasure at all, by this time all I felt was pain, forced.

But after he was finally able to get a response out of me sexually, it was as if he had been given a treasure and refused to let me go easily, and after sitting in the bathroom three times, he took me to the bed and sat on it two more times.

By the time I got to the bed, I was in a daze. Forgot how I reacted, and didn’t know if I had a bang on or not. Just know that I wouldn’t even have the strength to moan under his onslaught.

I had lost consciousness a few times in between, but each time I was awakened by his pounding and then lost consciousness again. In the constant repetition of this situation I had only one thought at the end of the day, was he going to get me in bed?

By the time I woke up from my last loss of consciousness, it was dawn. I was in his arms, his hands and feet locked under me like he wanted to possess me, my body was naked but clean, it looked like he had cleaned me after it was over.

I raised my eyes to his sleeping face, it really did look like an angel who had fallen from grace, and it was a blessing to see him smiling out of the corner of his eye.

But this kind of happiness won’t last long, right now it’s because of the problems that happened to me and the intellectual deterioration that made him let go of the hatred in his heart for a while, but can he truly unravel the knot in his heart? I do not know.

But it’s obvious that he’s getting more and more unable to let go of me now, so my escape plan is going to be put on hold, which makes me a little bit at a loss for words, originally the intention of pretending to be crazy was to make him able to let go of me, and send me to the hospital or send me to the mental hospital as well, but he reacted like this so that I wasn’t expecting it, what to do about it? My head hurt.