Chapter 6

Xu Ye was speechless, following the man to the second floor. The man opened the door to a room. "This is the guest room. Everything is newly prepared for you to use. If you have any requests regarding the furniture or decorations, you can let me know, and I will replace them. You can also store your personal items here; under the premise of maintaining our relationship, I won't allow anyone else to use this room. You are free in this room, and when I allow you to return here, it signifies my consent for you to shed your identity as a slave."

The room was equally spacious and bright, decorated in warm yellow tones, with a private bathroom and balcony. In the center was a soft, large bed, accompanied by a bookshelf, wardrobe, television, and an iMac on the computer desk. Xu Ye felt satisfied; it was almost on par with his apartment.

"Come in." The man opened the bathroom door.

The window was next to a white single bathtub, and various bottles and jars were neatly arranged on a shelf on the wall, the quantity and variety astonishing. Xu Ye noticed that they were all unopened. The man opened a white cabinet door. Xu Ye's gaze fell on the neatly placed transparent packaging bags, and he immediately felt his neck flush with heat.

Those were household enema kits, which Luomu had once used on him. At that time, he had explored all sorts of ways to achieve pleasure, trying many fresh and cruel experiences.

The man looked at him. "As your master, I will touch and use your body in any way I desire. Therefore, in this house, I require you to remain clean at all times, no matter where you are. You must be skilled in using these tools to clean your body. If you don't know how to do it, tell me now, and I will teach you."

"I will." Xu Ye's face was already burning. He glanced at the various cleaning tools in the cabinet, such as long, soft brushes, and responded quietly.

The man closed the cabinet door, a hint of playful amusement on his lips. "Good. If your level of cleanliness does not meet my standards, I will punish you. And when I use you, I will not go easy on you just because you hurt yourself while cleaning."

"Yes... Master." Xu Ye responded stiffly, his eyes glued to the floor, his face flushed with embarrassment.

"Over there are various lubricants and enema liquids. If there's a type you prefer that isn't among them, let me know, and I will prepare it for you." He pointed to the bottles and jars. "After cleaning your body, ensure that you are sufficiently lubricated internally. If you happen to forget, and I happen to want to use you…" The man paused, his gaze a mix of amusement and severity, making Xu Ye's body tense up. "You know who will be in more discomfort at that point."

The second floor also had a well-equipped gym and a large study with bookshelves on three walls, filled with books, resembling a small library. "When I allow you to move freely, you can use these spaces as you like. If you find any books you like, you can take them back to your room. If you want to take them with you, write down the titles and leave them on the table."

After touring the second floor, the man paused on the third floor. "The third floor is my private area, including my bedroom and workspace. I require absolute quiet when I rest; you are not permitted to enter without my permission." He casually mentioned this before moving to the fourth floor.

He opened a somewhat heavy door, and Xu Ye felt a rush of heat throughout his body.

It was a room partially surrounded by transparent glass. Looking up, he could see the blue sky, and the midday sun was a bit blinding. The man pressed a button on the wall, and a curtain slowly descended outside, blocking the sunlight above.

The most eye-catching feature was the steel beam in the center of the ceiling from which a hook was suspended. The scale of the execution stand was much larger than what Xu Ye had seen at the club that day, likely indicating more functionality. A height-adjustable massage table was placed nearby. Two massive, natural-colored oak cabinets stood against the wall, and Xu Ye felt he could guess what was inside. The room was covered with a creamy white fleece carpet, which felt very soft underfoot. In the center of the room stood a black leather swivel chair draped with white fox fur. Surrounding the room were various whips and paddles hanging neatly on display, some of which had empty copper hooks.

"Everything here is new and has been disinfected. Some items are still on their way here," the masked man said, seemingly sensing Xu Ye's confusion. Xu Ye felt a stir within; this man displayed such attention to detail when it came to handling a sub.

"This room is called the Cage. True to its name, whenever you enter here, you must be in a state of absolute obedience. I am your only master, and you exist solely to obey my commands." The man sat in the black leather chair, his voice deep. "Come here and kneel."

Xu Ye complied without hesitation this time.

"From today on, you must arrive here every Saturday morning at nine o'clock and leave after preparing breakfast on Sunday. If you cannot come, you must inform me in advance. Every Saturday night, I will order you into the cage. If I do not give you other commands, you must maintain a kneeling position in the cage." He paused and picked up a riding crop from beside him. "Kneeling is a common position for a slave, and in this state, no matter what I do to you, you must strive to remain steady until I allow you to change your position. When I tap my thigh, you are to quickly kneel beside me."

"Hands behind your back, legs apart, knees shoulder-width apart," the man instructed, striking various parts of Xu Ye's body with the riding crop, not applying much force. "Straighten your spine and tighten your waist. Raise your head and show me your body."

Even though he was still clothed, Xu Ye could clearly feel the touch of the riding crop. It seemed that when he was with this man, his body became particularly sensitive. He straightened up as instructed, keeping his gaze fixed on the man sitting before him.

Once the man was satisfied with his kneeling posture, he continued, "Now let's talk about the rules. As a slave, you must show me respect and obedience. You must use honorifics when speaking to me. When a third party is present, I allow you to refer to me as 'Sir.' When I ask you to retrieve an item, you must kneel and offer it to me with both hands. When a third party is present, I allow you to stand. When you are with me, you must be behind me, not exceeding my pace, not walking parallel to me, and not more than two steps away. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Master." Xu Ye responded quickly. In fact, he felt a bit of resentment towards these rules; deep down, they made him feel ashamed.

"Good. From now on, if your behavior does not conform to the standards, I will punish you." He lightly tapped the riding crop in his hand. "Regarding punishments, there is only one principle: it's according to my whim."

Xu Ye's face turned pale as he said, "Master, you once promised to ensure my safety."

"Don't worry; I have many ways to punish you while keeping you safe, and I guarantee that each one will be unforgettable." The man stood up, his tall figure blocking the light in front of Xu Ye, causing him to feel momentarily dazed. It was as if he had truly been dominated by this powerful presence, losing the ability to think clearly, until he heard the unyielding command from the man's lips.

"Slave, go to your room and clean your body, then return to the cage."

The cleaning process was exceptionally difficult.

In truth, Xu Ye had no experience doing it himself; the few times he had done so before, he had left it to others. This time, he stubbornly claimed he could do it, feeling embarrassed. To him, it had previously been about him being in control, commanding others to give him pleasure, but now, faced with this man whom he referred to as "Master," he felt like a humble subordinate, instinctively resisting the other's power and dominance.

When he returned to the fourth floor, nearly an hour had passed.

The man was not there.

Sunlight swayed through the branches and leaves, casting shifting patches of light on his bare body. Xu Ye slowly walked around the cage, feeling the softness of the cashmere carpet beneath his bare feet. He carefully examined the various types of whips and even took down one of the snake whips to try it on his forearm, feeling a slight sting and leaving a red mark behind.

He opened one of the oak cabinets, which was filled with shackles, gags, collars, nipple clamps, low-temperature candles, bondage gear, and various rings of different sizes and materials, overwhelming his senses. The other cabinet contained exactly what he had expected, filled with various electric devices, bizarre and numerous, including some that looked very dangerous. One of the largest massagers made him break out in a cold sweat; its size was almost lethal.

"Are these toys satisfactory to you?" The man's lazy voice came from behind him, carrying a dangerously chilling undertone.

Xu Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to kneel down. "I'm sorry, while you weren't here, I…" His explanation trailed off. His face paled slightly as he realized he had mistakenly used "you" in his moment of urgency.

A cold light flickered in the eyes behind the mask, and the man remained silent for a long time.

Each moment of silence was an agony. Xu Ye gazed at him helplessly, like a child caught doing something wrong. He didn't even realize that his emotions were being gradually controlled by another.

The man withdrew a bamboo stick, about two fingers wide, and came to stand behind him, speaking in a cold voice. "Tell me your identity."

Xu Ye felt a bit dazed and didn't dare to turn around to look at him.

Soon, a crisp "crack" echoed in the room. Xu Ye let out a low cry as a red mark appeared on his back.

"Tell me your identity." The same command was repeated.

"Your slave." He answered timidly, his voice shaky, his back tense.

This time, the bamboo stick didn't fall again. "Repeat your identity."

"I am your slave." He replied hastily.

"Tell me your rights."

"I have no rights." The pain in his back began to sharpen, burning like fire.

"Tell me your duties." The man's tone was devoid of any emotion.

"To… please you?" Xu Ye hesitated, carefully choosing his words, stretching the end into a question.

Another sharp "crack" resounded as the bamboo stick landed on the opposite side of his back, and despite his tense body bracing for it, it still stung.

"Tell me your duties." The command was repeated again.

"The only purpose of my existence is to please you, to make you happy." As he spoke these words, Xu Ye lowered his head, his bare body trembling slightly.