Chapter 40#

When he got out of here, he was going to put a cage on Chu Tan’s cock too. Chapter Number: 727569y#

Chu Tan lay supine on the stone steps, his bound hands placed above his head, a black muzzle covering the lower half of his face, leaving only those narrow, long eyes, dark and heavy, fixed directly on Rong Yu.

Rong Yu, in turn, straddled his lean, powerful waist, robes half undone, revealing snow-white chest and abdomen. Two spots of bright red nipples were the only splash of color on this body, tracing salacious halos of light with his movements.

Those two long legs were spread to either side, too weak to offer any support at all, the plush thighs pressed out soft, yielding indents of flesh. Further down, one could vaguely make out the love bites Chu Tan had left earlier, already deepened from pale red to dark crimson.

Rong Yu’s entire weight rested on Chu Tan, yet Chu Tan didn’t feel it heavy in the slightest. The young master was so light, so light that he wanted to arch his hips and bounce him.

But if he made even the slightest move, Rong Yu would glare at him in warning, so he could only restrain himself and wait for an opportunity.

Rong Yu had no idea what scheme the bad dog was cooking up again. He thought he had Chu Tan under control, and was having a grand old time. He’d always been the one pinned beneath before; today he could finally vent his frustration and pin the other down in return.

He groped Chu Tan’s muscles without restraint, the firm lines rising and falling beneath his palm, scorching hot and smooth.

Rong Yu curved his lips, clearly very satisfied with Chu Tan’s physique. He’d always liked it before, and now it could easily stir his desire.

His pale pink cock stood erect, the fleshy flower between his legs already soaking wet. Sticky fluid seeped from the cleft, dampening Chu Tan’s abdomen. Then Rong Yu’s rubbing spread it everywhere, leaving a slick, wet mess.

Chu Tan felt that damp heat and couldn’t help but tense his body.

The defined ridges of his eight-pack abdominal muscles immediately stood out, rock hard. So every time Rong Yu rubbed against him, he gained even richer pleasure. He braced his hands on Chu Tan’s chest, desperately rocking his body back and forth, as if he were fucking Chu Tan’s abs with his cunt.

A tingling, numbing pleasure shot up from his lower body. Rong Yu’s gaze gradually grew hazy, his red lips parting in a small gap, spilling out soft, shallow moans.

The tender flesh inside his hole squirmed with hunger, lewd fluids flowing in a steady stream. The place where they touched grew wetter and wetter, spreading into a large patch of moisture. With Rong Yu’s twisting movements, his inner lips rubbed back and forth, producing sticky, squelching wet sounds.

Chu Tan could feel those two soft, fleshy lips rubbing against his abdomen, wet and yielding, igniting the lust within him like kindling catching fire. It burned until his breathing turned rough and heavy, and he desperately wanted to flip over and throw the man off to fuck him.

Rong Yu caught a glimpse of his restrained expression, smiled with pursed lips, and pinched Chu Tan’s nipple, rolling it between his fingers. “Can’t take it already?”

Chu Tan’s Adam’s apple bobbed again and again, but he still couldn’t suppress the dryness in his throat. Dark, lustful desire churned in the depths of his eyes. He said in a low, hoarse voice, “Could the young master move a little lower?”

“A little lower?” Rong Yu raised an eyebrow, reached a hand behind him, and grabbed that thick, long cock.

It was hard enough to be frightening, currently prodding insistently at Rong Yu’s tailbone. The massive glans was already swollen to a deep purple, pre-cum seeping from the slit. It felt like a scorching-hot blade of flesh.

“If I go lower, wouldn’t I be sitting right on your dog cock?” Rong Yu withdrew his hand and wiped the slick fluid he’d gotten on it onto Chu Tan’s chest, snorting with a laugh. “You wish.”

Today, he was going to make Chu Tan look but not touch. Torture him!

With one hand stroking his own penis and the other propped on Chu Tan’s pectoral muscle, kneading randomly, Rong Yu used his slender waist to rock himself, letting his cunt rub wantonly against the abdominal muscles.

Both organs were being pleasured, waves of pleasure crashing over him from every direction. Rong Yu couldn’t help but narrow his eyes, tears of bliss clouding his vision like a layer of white mist.

He was entirely focused on pleasing himself, immersed in this tide of pleasure, and naturally couldn’t see the bloodshot red rising in the depths of Chu Tan’s eyes, or the veins bulging on the sides of his neck—the omens of him about to lose control.

The pleasure grew stronger and stronger. Rong Yu quickened his movements, until a numbing tingle shot up from his tailbone and his mind went momentarily blank.

“Haah…” Rong Yu’s whole body stiffened, and after a few seconds, all his strength drained away. He collapsed limply onto Chu Tan’s chest, panting.

“Has the young master had enough fun?” Chu Tan asked.

The vibration of his voice traveled through his chest into Rong Yu’s own. Rong Yu propped up his face lazily, the crimson corners of his eyes tilting upward. “Yes, I’ve had my fun.”

With that, he straightened his soft, limp body, patted Chu Tan’s drenched abdominal muscles, and said with a smile, “Thanks for the hospitality. I’m going to take a bath now. You stay put.”

Because his legs had no strength, Rong Yu used his arms to support himself, crawling down from Chu Tan’s body bit by bit. They were right at the edge of the hot spring pool; once he got down, he could shuffle into the water.

But the moment he touched the platform, the whole world spun around him the very next second, and his position was instantly reversed.

Rong Yu blinked, staring in horror at Chu Tan above him. “How did you get out of that?”

“I got out ages ago. Next time I’ll teach the young master some sturdier knots, so the young master won’t have to play without enough satisfaction.”

His thin lips curved slightly. Chu Tan pressed Rong Yu’s wrists above his head, and the positions of hunter and prey had been thoroughly reversed.

Rong Yu felt a burst of fury at being mocked and demeaned, but the anger in his eyes quickly shifted to cunning. “Why don’t you teach me right now?”

“Not now.” Chu Tan shook his head, the desire and possessiveness beneath his dark pupils no longer concealable. “The young master has had his fill. Now it’s my turn.”

With his other hand, he gripped Rong Yu’s inner thigh and forced it outward, opening the wet, red cunt into a small gap. The tender flesh contracted, squeezing out clear, sticky fluid.

Chu Tan didn’t hesitate for even a moment. He gave a slight thrust of his hips, and his long-ready cock slammed heavily inside, piercing through layer after layer of cunt flesh like a battering ram, ruthlessly driving into that lewd spot deep within.

The tight cunt couldn’t withstand such fierce fucking. The walls writhed and twisted around the cock, seeming to push him out in rejection, yet also sucking him in with clinging invitation.

“So tight.” Chu Tan let out a low gasp of pleasure as his powerful waist bucked, galloping swiftly inside the hole.

But Rong Yu, caught off guard by that sudden thrust, nearly rolled his eyes back, his breathing lagging two beats before catching up. Yet before that pain could even spread, it was rapidly replaced by an itching numbness rising from deep within, gradually transforming into dense pleasure.

“The fuck… can’t you go slower…” He still cursed in anger.

“Can’t take it already?” Chu Tan returned Rong Yu’s earlier mockery word for word.

Chu Tan fucked ferociously, fast and ruthless, as if venting all the frustration and suffocation he’d bottled up earlier.

“The young master didn’t consider whether I could take it just now, hm? You rode my waist until it’s all red.”

Rong Yu’s eyelashes trembled. His gaze fell on Chu Tan’s body. The man truly had been abused quite badly by his play—his abdomen was rubbed and ground until it was flushed bright red, like it had been tortured. Milky white fluid dripped slowly down the ridges of his muscles, the semen he’d just shot onto him.

His chest muscles were also covered in faint red fingermarks—scratches Rong Yu had clawed out in the heat of passion.

Rong Yu curved his lips. Even fucked until he couldn’t speak in complete sentences, his expression remained as arrogant as a peacock’s. “Why should I consider you? I’m the master and you’re the servant. Ah… me using you… should be your honor.”

“The young master is right. It is my honor, which is why I endured for so long.” Chu Tan leaned in, eyes narrowing, tone sinister. “It’s just that when a dog is cornered, it will bite its master too.”

He released Rong Yu’s wrists, because Rong Yu was already too fucked out to struggle. With both hands, he grabbed Rong Yu’s calves and hooked them over his shoulders, pressing forward viciously. That slender waist bent to its absolute limit, blood vessels faintly visible beneath the thin skin, his entire body nearly folded in half.

The wet, soft opening swallowed and spewed the thick, long cock with each thrust, while the cock in front was also slapped back and forth by the impact.

Chu Tan fucked with wide, sweeping strokes. With each surge of his powerful waist, he kept his eyes fixed on Rong Yu’s face, his gaze fierce, veins bulging at his temples, his brow glistening with sweat and flushed red.

He hadn’t removed the muzzle. That cold metal cage still hung on his face, as if it could restrain his aggression, yet his nearly-unhinged expression amplified that aggression and wildness to the maximum, making him look like a true rabid dog.

Or perhaps a rabid wolf.

A rabid wolf wantonly violating its master, its savage, massive cock lashing against the tender hole within, the entrance stretched thin until only a flimsy layer remained. White foam squeezed out between each thrust, piling up on the wet, red mound—white against red, lewd to the extreme.

Rong Yu had already climaxed once and was now finding it hard to endure the fucking. His whole body trembled, his fair skin flushing pink.

“L-lighter… ah… too fast…”

Pleasure too intense to bear crashed against Rong Yu’s consciousness like waves. His gaze was hazy, his face flushed, both arms wrapped tightly around Chu Tan’s neck—the only lifeline he could grab, or else he would drown in this sea of desire.

But Chu Tan turned a deaf ear to his pleas. While enjoying the young master’s dependence, he fucked harder and harder with each stroke. He fucked until Rong Yu’s lower belly bulged, terrifying lumps appearing one after another on his previously flat abdomen.

Rong Yu reached orgasm amidst this frenzied pleasure. The sudden clenching of his passage made Chu Tan’s scalp tingle, and after a dozen more vicious thrusts, he too spilled his thick semen.

Rong Yu managed to catch his breath in the afterglow of his orgasm, but soon, he was flipped over by his waist and found himself lying face-down on the steps.

As if afraid he might catch cold, a hot, large palm supported his belly. His waist dipped as his ass arched up high. Then a scorching cock rammed back inside with another vicious thrust, immediately commencing the fucking without any pause.

The rear-entry position penetrated deeper than the front-facing one. The cock carved deeper and deeper with each stroke, soon reaching an unprecedentedly soft place.

It was a soft, small opening. Each collision dented it inward, then it rebounded back with perfect elasticity, as if kissing the glans.

Chu Tan paused, a flicker of curiosity passing through his eyes, then thrust forward again. The little opening gently sucked at his cock, hot and soft. He let out a hiss of pleasure.

But Rong Yu’s expression was one of pure terror. He knew he was intersex, but he’d never imagined he had a uterus inside him. The feeling of his cervix being battered was like teetering on the edge of death—suffocating and terrifying.

“No, don’t—” Rong Yu screamed, trying to escape.

But even a healthy person would find it difficult to escape Chu Tan’s clutches at this moment, let alone a cripple with disabled legs.

He summoned every ounce of strength to crawl forward two steps, but Chu Tan simply grabbed his waist and yanked him back with an effortless tug. Then the cock, showing absolutely no mercy, nailed itself deep into the passage.

The cervix was soon breached, and the cock burst into an especially soft place. It was like soaking in a pool of warm water, as if countless tiny hands were massaging him. Pleasure made Chu Tan narrow his eyes halfway, letting out a low sigh.

“So comfortable. So good.”

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and unleashed a torrent of curses. “Chu Tan, you fucking wait. If I don’t beat you to death, I’ll take your surname!”

A murderous aura surged in Chu Tan’s eyes. He pressed his tongue against the back of his teeth, sucked in a breath, and bared a grin. “Fine. Since the young master puts it that way, I’d better enjoy myself to the fullest before I die.”

He bucked his powerful waist ferociously, like a tireless mad dog, charging recklessly through the delicate uterus. Sweat trailed down his thick, dark brows, disappearing into the muzzle before dripping from his sharp jaw.

His solid chest was drenched in sweat, muscles tensed taut. The whip scars Rong Yu had left previously were still faintly visible. His abdomen remained bright red—whether from Rong Yu’s rough treatment or his own exertion, it was hard to say.

But none of it was as red as Rong Yu’s ass. Those two tender, fair cheeks had been groped and kneaded by Chu Tan, covered in lewd fingermarks. Near the thighs, the skin was battered a vivid red, seemingly swollen to a larger size.

Rong Yu’s mind had been fucked blank. His cheek pressed against the back of his hand, his pupils unfocused, his red lips wide open, a section of bright red tongue uncontrollably lolling out of his mouth, drool dripping down in strings.

His whole body trembled. His tender cunt twitched and squirted, gushing wet fluid like he’d lost control of his bladder, while his penis was stimulated into spurting jets of white semen.

That flower-like, vividly beautiful face was lewd and vacant, the picture of someone thoroughly wrecked. Not a trace remained of the arrogant pride he’d shown when cursing.

But Chu Tan still refused to let him go. He flipped him over and fucked him again and again, until his belly bulged high, his uterus filled to the brim with the man’s thick semen.

His penis huddled pitifully into a small ball, unable to squeeze out a single drop. His tender cunt had turned a ripe red, the gaping hole that couldn’t close squeezing out white, cloudy fluid.

Chu Tan carried him into the pool to clean him up, but while washing, he got excited again and fucked him all over again in the water.

Rong Yu woke and fainted by turns, his vision blurry. Only the half of Chu Tan’s face covered by the muzzle loomed with overwhelming presence before his eyes.

His final thought was that when he got out of here, he was going to put a cage on Chu Tan’s cock too.

[Author’s Note:]

Second update done! Muah muah muah muah muah