"Woof! Thank you, Master, for letting your little bitch Peiqi act slutty in front of our classmates. Please let your little bitch have an orgasm."
Ye Peiqi fawned over Luo Changhao, begging him to let her reach climax. It looked like the stimulation from the past half day had pushed her to the brink.
Just when Zhao Xuan thought he was about to witness a full-on erotic show, Luo Changhao snapped like a madman — he kicked the kneeling, naked Ye Peiqi to the ground. Before she could react, he stepped forward and swung whatever he was holding.
It was a whip.
"Orgasm? Orgasm? I'll decide when you get to orgasm!" Luo snarled under his breath, laying into the naked girl without mercy. Since Ye was chained to the tree and terrified of drawing attention with screams, she couldn't dodge and didn't dare yell loudly. She could only keep kneeling and kowtowing, pleading for mercy.
"Woof woof woof! Sorry, Master, your bitch was wrong. Your bitch shouldn't have asked for an orgasm. Please forgive me!"
Her pathetic begging didn't soften the man's heart — if anything, he seemed too enraged to even hear her, just swinging the whip wildly.
Zhao Xuan couldn't figure it out. Even if a sub lost control during orgasm play and begged for permission, it shouldn't send the Master into such a fury. Luo was clearly using Ye as a punching bag to vent some deeper anger.
What kind of rage made him lose control like this?
After Ye's little "lesson," Zhao Xuan dared not judge anyone by appearances again. He opened his system and checked Luo Changhao's attribute panel.
Luo Changhao – Male
Age: 18
Health: Suboptimal
Strength: 10
Agility: 10
Stamina: 9
Energy: 14
Focus: 12
Friendliness: 50
Apparently, Luo's friendship with Zhao wasn't fake — a 50 friendliness between guys was pretty solid for ordinary friends.
The system showed exact age instead of a vague range like "young adult," likely because Zhao already knew it. The analysis was limited; upgrades would be needed for more detail.
By now, Ye was too battered to worry about being discovered. She started screaming and begging, though still keeping her voice low — in a semi-public spot, her instinct as a naked girl was to avoid being found.
Seeing the stats, Zhao felt zero sympathy for Ye. If given the chance, he'd definitely train this two-faced slut into a shameless bitch. But if Luo kept beating her like this, Zhao feared someone might end up dead.
While the two were distracted, Zhao pretended to be a passerby who'd just found the trail and gradually revealed himself.
Neither the enraged guy nor the girl taking lashes noticed him at first.
So Zhao stepped up the noise, making his approach obvious.
Luo finally stopped, turned, and saw Zhao.
Zhao's confidence in stepping out came largely from the attribute panel — with 10 Strength and Agility, Luo posed no real physical threat to Zhao's 14 in both. In fact, if Ye weren't chained, her Agility meant Luo might not have hurt her badly.
"Zhao Xuan?" Luo recognized him, halted his attack, and kept breathing heavily, but clearly had no intention to strike Zhao. That put Zhao at ease.
Ye, hearing Zhao's name, panicked — she sprang up like a cat trying to flee, but the chain stopped her from getting far from the tree.
Zhao noticed she was tied with an iron chain and a huge U-lock — the other end of the chain went into her backdoor, probably fixed with a plug or similar device.
Her instinctive attempt to run jerked the chain taut. The object lodged in her anus made escape impossible; she felt like it was tearing her apart. She screamed and collapsed, cradling her butt and sobbing. The pain and sudden presence of a classmate humiliated her to the brink of madness.
"I was out walking, heard noises, and came to check. What's going on here…?" Zhao feigned ignorance. Truthfully, he wasn't sure how to handle this — he'd only stepped out because continuing might cause a fatality.
He'd experimented with mental humiliation on Lin Jingjing and Yan Qing, but never this kind of violent abuse, and certainly not in a semi-public place.
Yet Luo showed no embarrassment. In fact, seeing Zhao seemed to excite him.
That expression put Zhao on alert — he hoped this guy wasn't into guys, because tonight had taught him never to judge a book by its cover.
Luo had no such inclination. In fact, even if he were into men, it wouldn't matter — he had an unspeakable secret only he and Ye knew: he couldn't get hard.
It dated back three years.
As a freshman rich kid, women threw themselves at him, but he felt nothing. At first, he didn't care, but as he learned more, he started worrying about his sexuality.
A private hospital check-up gave him good news and bad news:
Good: his orientation was normal. Bad: hormonal imbalance meant weak erectile function.
His parents, busy scaling their business since his middle-school years, weren't told right away. Luo tried all kinds of stimulation to see if it helped. The doctor said certain scenarios could still give him sensation and pleasure.
Plenty of women tried to tempt him, but he turned them down.
Almost half a year later, when he was about to give up, a particularly hardcore SM-themed training film gave him a flicker of feeling.
It was a Chinese dialogue, bilingual-subtitle production, beautifully shot — plot involved a girl captured by a trafficking ring, subjected to water torture, binding, confinement, whipping, and other dehumanizing abuse, eventually broken into an obedient slave sold into the underground abroad.
Watching the preview clip online gave Luo an unprecedented thrill, and his lower body slightly stirred. He eagerly registered and tried to buy it.
But registration was complicated — normal credit cards wouldn't bind. Luckily, his dad had given him a well-funded German commercial bank account, which let him access the site.
That film had the highest views and over a thousand purchases at $500 each (bitcoin got a 20% discount).
The full clip revealed it was far more extreme than advertised: three girls trained simultaneously, with brutal corporal punishment, humiliation, objectification, and public degradation.
When a masked man branded a slave mark onto their butts at the girls' pleading, Luo experienced intense pleasure.
Even so, he still couldn't get fully erect, meaning normal sex was impossible — not that he desired it anyway.
Ye Peiqi was the first to approach and try seducing him after that. To Luo, she was perfect: outwardly pure and cute, but inwardly materialistic — just like one of the three girls in the film. Money sealed the deal.
Ye wasn't naïve — she milked him for cash but refused further intimacy, thinking she had him wrapped around her finger. She didn't know Luo never wanted her body in the first place.
By then, Luo's family's influence — legal and otherwise — dwarfed anything Ye could imagine. A few moves ensured her total submission.
Since Luo couldn't get hard, after fully controlling Ye, he dove into physical torment and psychological humiliation, trying violent fantasies he'd never dare attempt with escorts.
After each session, he locked a chastity belt on her and forbade orgasms or masturbation — no dildos, no relief, no matter how she begged.
Luo's favorite part was hearing her screams during torment and her shame-filled tension when publicly teased. Only after degrading her to the point of giving him pleasure would she earn permission to orgasm — and that might happen only once every month or two.
Since the gaokao ended, Ye had worn a drug-coated dildo daily, her pussy tormented by phantom crawling sensations. That evening, Luo brought her out, inserted an inflatable anal plug, pumped it up, chained her to the tree. Normally, outdoor sessions meant she'd get a chance to climax.
But tonight, even in this scenario, Luo couldn't get the pleasure he craved.