And light and dust

Originally, he planned to give Ji Chuanheng an enema by himself, but now he still has to threaten this person to tell him some details. Out of concern and desire for control, he needs to know clearly what Ji Chuanheng is unwilling to tell him.

When he finished chatting with Wang Chen and went upstairs, his slave had already undressed and waited in a standard posture, with a gray and white fox fur tail beside him.

He Cheng moved the chair over to face him and sat down, opened his left and right legs and circled him in front of him, took out his mobile phone and dug out the chat records of the two of them this week, found the video he shot for He Cheng the day he was in control and played it to He sees.When Ji Chuanheng heard his panting voice, he immediately turned his eyes away in shame. He Cheng turned up the voice louder, played it a few times, took back the phone and said, "I'll see if I do it again."

When shooting the video, Ji Chuanheng thought that it was not real-time anyway, so the sense of shame would not be so obvious, so he knelt in front of the full-length mirror and thought about He Chenglu, but now that the object of his lust was right in front of him, he didn't dare to look at it.Ji Chuanheng slowly touched the bottom and began to move, but his reaction was not very good.

He Cheng went to see the client in the morning, so he was wearing a formal suit, a black shirt and a thin tie with dark patterns. He tore off the tie and stuffed it into Ji Chuanheng's mouth. Teach you well."

"Wrap the head of the glans with the palm of your hand and turn it around. Yes, use your thumb and index finger to wrap it around and push it down, push the skin down, use a little force..." He Cheng looked down at his movements, and the prostatic fluid overflowed from the mouth of the bell after a while , he smiled lightly, and continued to give technical guidance in a serious manner.

Ji Chuanheng felt that his entire spine was stiff and his scalp was numb. He didn't know whether such a strong pleasure came from the master's voice or what the master said.More and more saliva flowed out of the mouth that couldn't be bitten together, seeping through the tie fabric and flowing to the corner of his mouth, which also increased his sense of shame. The more he touched it, the more he felt it, and he was about to ejaculate, when he was suddenly bitten hard by He Cheng Hold on to the earlobe.

The sudden pain made his hands hurt himself. He thought that his genitals would wither away, and the master would not let him ejaculate anyway, but after the pain passed, he realized what the heat on the side of his neck came from.The scream was muffled in his throat and he came.

He Cheng succeeded in his treachery, looked at his trousers and socks stained with semen with regret, grabbed Ji Chuanhenghong's bleeding ear and asked him: "Did I let you ejaculate?"

Ji Chuanheng couldn't speak and had to shake his head desperately. He Cheng moved back a little, took out the tie in his mouth, and put his right foot on his shoulder, "Lick it clean."

Ji Chuanheng was stunned. If the picture in front of him was taken and posted on Weibo, he would definitely want to lick it, but he really couldn't open his mouth.want to?Ji Chuanheng admitted that he wanted to lick those things off, and he was afraid that they would be difficult to wash after they were dry and would stain the owner's clothes.Thinking of this, the sweat smell from the master's socks and the faint smell of laundry detergent on the trousers seemed to be mixed into a stimulant, so he held the leg with both hands, bent over and leaned over.

He Cheng was playing with his mobile phone, thinking that he would think about it for a long time, but he didn't expect that after a few minutes, he could feel the warm breath coming from his feet.Ji Chuanheng licked the semen off his trousers and socks, and the saliva left hot and humid traces on them. He closed his eyes as if he was doing something sacred, and looked up at him after licking it clean, so cute and scary.He Cheng is not the kind of person who likes to humiliate slaves in front of slaves no matter what is dirty or smelly. This is purely to build up Ji Chuanheng's faith in him little by little.

He Cheng retracted his feet, took off his socks and threw them aside, and took a brand new tube of KY in front of him.

"Let you lick your things clean, what's the matter if you lick your master's socks wet? There's so much water that you don't need to lubricate it, right?" Litigation stick can't do anything else, but the ability to secretly change concepts is a must.

Ji Chuanheng's eyes were still fixed on the wet sock on the ground, and he turned to look at the lubricant in the owner's hand, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Since you don't want to lubricate it, let's just put the tail on." He Cheng threw away the KY in his hand again. Ji Chuanheng thought that it would hurt to death without lubricating, so he reached out to pick it up anxiously, but he couldn't stabilize himself and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, He Cheng pulled him in front of him and slapped him twice.

"Didn't I teach you the rules? Did you let me move?!"

Immediately, red marks appeared on Ji Chuanheng's face, and his eyes were also red.

"I'm sorry master..."

When they were chatting on WeChat, He Cheng only made one request to him, all actions must be obeyed by the master, and he had to be obedient without orders.

"Do you take me as your master? You don't have a long memory, do you?"

Ji Chuanheng was so wronged that he was about to cry, knowing that any excuses would be useless now, recalling what the master said just now, he quickly lay down and stretched the hole for a while, then wanted to insert the butt plug of his tail.He Cheng almost pissed him off, stepped on his right hand on the ground with one foot, and poked his acupuncture point through the socks with the other foot on his lower body.

"Just stuff it in like this, you're not afraid of anal fissure? Are you showing off like this?"

In fact, the size of the anal plug that Ji Chuanheng bought was not very large, and he had also lubricated it during the enema before, so it was impossible for him to be injured. He Cheng was talking nonsense.He can bear all the humiliation of He Cheng, he is only afraid that if he does something wrong again, it will make the master even more angry.

"I'm sorry, master..." He Cheng kept repeating the same sentence, and suddenly remembered that this was the reason why he didn't accept novice slaves. He didn't say nonsense when he did something wrong, and just kept apologizing as if everything would be fine.

"What does it have to do with me if you don't take good care of your body?"

Fortunately, Ji Chuanheng is a smart person, so he won't make a single mistake three times.Hearing that He Cheng's tone became softer, Ji Chuanheng dared to shake his head, saying that he shouldn't use a butt plug without lubricating it well.

He Cheng had no choice but to ask him to pick up lubricant and do it again.

When the tail was put on, about 5 minutes had passed. He Cheng touched his blushed face, left the training room, and came back with a new black collar in his hand. Ji Chuanheng later found that the inner circumference of the collar was tight He Cheng's handwritten name was engraved on the skin, which should be He Cheng's own handwriting.

"Since you want to be my dog, I will tell you the rules of being a dog again."

He Cheng taught the various postures of the dog slave from the beginning, and asked Ji Chuanheng to do it again. If he made a mistake, he was slapped on the buttocks. After all the teaching, He Cheng's own hands were a little numb.

When making dinner, Ji Chuanheng didn't feel sorry for his butt that was swollen a finger higher than in the morning, but he couldn't bear He Cheng's hand to throw him out of the kitchen.He Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong at first, so he was happy to let him stop him for a while, and went to the living room to watch the football game.

While eating, Ji Chuanheng looked at He Cheng's red palms and couldn't help asking.

"Why don't you hit me with a beat? Your hand must hurt..."

"Don't you like it when I touch you with my hands?"

Ji Chuanheng bit his chopsticks and regretted, he shouldn't have asked.

"You're coquettish and cheap, the more you hit your dick, the higher it will get." He Cheng ate without changing his expression, as if he was discussing some stranger on the case file, "Am I punishing you or helping you masturbate? Woolen cloth?"

As long as they're not on the second floor, they won't get along with the obvious training status, but they won't completely leave the scene, so he doesn't need to reply to every sentence He Cheng said.

After dinner, the two of them returned to the living room, and He Cheng continued to watch the game, and asked Ji Chuanheng to lie down on his stomach, pick off his tail and put some medicine on his buttocks, and he was not allowed to wear pants.Ji Chuanheng dried his butt and put the butt plug back on. He found that He Cheng really stopped playing when he went downstairs, and he had more room to move freely, so he pulled out his computer and began to correct student papers.

He Cheng watched the football game too loudly and asked him to work in the study. He thought about the tuning room next to the study and shook his head, saying that he wanted to stay with the master in the living room.

So He Cheng turned off his voice and leaned on the sofa to look at him. Ji Chuanheng sat on the carpet wearing only a pair of underwear, his tail hair tucked aside through the underwear, rubbing against He Cheng's feet, and the computer and documents were placed on the coffee table.The carpet was relatively hard, and He Cheng felt uncomfortable, so he took a cushion and stuffed it under his buttocks, and Ji Chuanheng actually got a little erection after just touching him twice.

"Mr. Ji is so sensitive, does she also get angry when teaching students?"

Ji Chuanheng had just started working, but He Cheng's words broke his heart again. He blushed and turned to look at He Cheng.

"Pile up so many documents to make up the word count? This is... tsk, there are some misquotes..." In the end, He Cheng didn't look at him at all, and pretended to grab the computer to help him correct the paper, so Ji Chuanheng had to continue to work hard.

At ten o'clock, the two of them went upstairs and He Cheng personally replaced him with a small, fixed vibrator. When he went downstairs to wash, he told him to sleep in the guest room next to the master bedroom at night. Ji Chuanheng kept looking at He Cheng in the mirror. gallop.

"What's the matter? Want to sleep in the same room with me?"

Ji Chuanheng nodded and snorted as an answer.

He Cheng wiped off the water on his face, and also looked at him in the mirror.

"Aren't you afraid I'll fuck you?"

09

"Aren't you afraid I'll fuck you?"

He Cheng left these words and went back to the room, Ji Chuanheng could only look at his face in the mirror in a daze.

Afraid?

Teacher Ji asked himself, it seems that there is no, if it is He Cheng, he does not want to refuse.

He didn't know that He Cheng's training had never penetrated sexual behavior, he thought that his master would do it like other masters, but now hearing He Cheng's words, he thought it was because the master had no desire for him, and his heart was bubbling with sourness.

Regardless of the toothpaste foam flowing out of his mouth, he lowered his head and pulled He Cheng's T-shirt to look at his body - the master seemed to like to put his own clothes on him when he got home. Didn't the master praise his figure last time? okay?

He Cheng is in a blind spot where the mirror can't see