Chapter 4

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Now he was certain that this man was different from the S he had encountered before. He was a master. In terms of skill, he could leave those people far behind.

The rapid breaths intensified the rising desire. Everything seemed to begin veering off its original track. Xu Ye trembled with heat, allowing the whip to penetrate his vulnerable parts. He even proactively spread his legs slightly, letting it grind along the inner thigh through the gap. Waves of shivers crashed over him, sending jolts to his brain, layering sensations upon sensations, infinitely approaching the brink of collapse.

"The third command. You are not allowed to release until I give you permission." The man stood before him, maliciously using the whip to rub against his member inch by inch, from top to bottom, both domineering and gentle, scraping his most sensitive area.

"Mm…" His moans of impatience sounded more like the cries of a small beast as he gazed at the man before him with misty eyes.

The man deliberately halted his movements, leaving everything suspended at that almost-there point.

Xu Ye could no longer think. He was desperate to use his hands but they were bound behind his back, forcing him to squirm restlessly. His eyes, clouded with desire and confusion, were filled with longing, and his toes curled up as his whole body tensed, yearning for the final release.

Every second was torment.

When the whip once again sliced through the air, accurately striking his two protrusions on the chest, he finally received permission.

"Now you may release."

Before the words could settle, Xu Ye let out a cry, a burst of white light shooting up to the top of his head, as if a dazzling explosion had unfolded before his eyes, plunging him into a blank void. His body collapsed to the side, limp. The man crouched down to catch him, freeing his hands and wrapping his arm around him, allowing him to lean against his chest. Xu Ye could feel the softness of the leather gloves and the warmth of the man's body through his shirt. After the waves of climax receded, he noticed that the corners of his eyes were slightly wet.

The man's arms were strong, with solid muscles beneath his shirt. He carried a faint scent, reminiscent of a certain men's fragrance. Xu Ye's thoughts were hazy; he couldn't recall anything as he quietly nestled in his embrace. It felt as if everything around them had faded away. With a clear mind, there was nothing to think about; for the first time, his entire body relaxed completely, as if returning to the womb.

Once he calmed down, he opened his eyes and saw the masked face, prompting him to hurriedly struggle to rise from the man's arms. His gaze fell upon the soiled liquid on the carpet, and his face instantly flushed with embarrassment as he awkwardly muttered an apology.

"Did you enjoy the process just now?" the man asked leisurely.

"Mm." Xu Ye lowered his head and answered honestly.

"Then, do you think I qualify to be your dom after what you just experienced?"

Xu Ye's ears burned, and he bit his lip, nodding slightly.

The man smiled, "Unfortunately, to me, you are a troublesome novice, a sub who cannot find his place, and you have many thoughts that I dislike in your head."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ye's face turned pale. He paused for a moment and said, "I know I'm not a qualified sub, but I will work hard to be one. So… please teach me."

The man raised his chin, looking at him with a hint of a smile, "No, I never teach my subs. I won't treat you as a student; instead, I will control you, dominate you, and use you. I can prove my ability with just a whip, which you have already experienced. Now, I will present my standards to you. You can evaluate this standard for yourself. If you can meet it, I will consider accepting you. If not, you may put your clothes on and leave." He paused, his gaze sweeping over Xu Ye. "But first, I need to remind you that I didn't command you to stand up just now."

Xu Ye was taken aback and knelt down again. After the first time, the psychological barrier for the second time weakened. This time, he didn't hesitate.

"Much better. I don't have a habit of talking to standing subs in this room." The man lazily found a chair and sat down. "What I want is a sub in a state of absolute obedience under my control, essentially a slave."

Xu Ye's eyes widened.

"I demand absolute obedience from my slaves, and of course, I will achieve this through training. I will make him experience emotions like shame, pain, and desire, and I will use various tools and methods to provide him with pleasure and satisfaction. I will require him to relinquish all rights to autonomy, allowing me to dominate, but at the same time, I will provide him protection and safety. When deviations occur, I will guide him. I can ensure that all actions remain within a safe and controllable range, both physically and mentally." The man looked at him indifferently. "Do you have any questions?"

"If I agree to become your slave, will I also have to be like them… like those kneeling downstairs…" His throat felt dry.

"If I need it, I will require you to do so."

"What if, in public, for example, at work, you suddenly commanded me to kneel…"

"This measure will be determined by me. In fact, I won't meet with you frequently; our time together will be fixed to one day each weekend, and I won't interfere with your life and work unless you ask me to do so."

As if he would ever ask you to do that, Xu Ye thought to himself. He then asked, "What if I can't handle certain behaviors, you know, ones that are too intense or unacceptable for me…"

"You have no right to refuse my orders. Pleasing me is the purpose of your existence, and how I use you is my business; you need not think about it." The man interrupted his words decisively. "What you need to consider carefully is whether you are willing to surrender your body to a stranger you know nothing about." He stood up. "Now you can go to the bathroom and take a hot shower. Everything here has been sanitized and is very clean. I will return in half an hour. If you want to leave, just go directly without saying goodbye to me."

As the door closed, Xu Ye slowly rose. In a daze, he stepped into the bathroom and immersed himself in the oversized round massage bathtub.

His mind was a mess.

He had loved the peace and tranquility that came after that moment of climax. But he couldn't accept being treated like a slave, at least not in public. That man had not only demonstrated his skills but also shown his sensitivity. As he said, he had the ability to give him a sense of oppression and a sense of safety. Xu Ye wasn't sure if he would ever meet someone like that again. He kept turning the thoughts over in his mind, almost driving himself mad, yet remained at a loss. After getting dressed to leave, he stopped at the door.

In the end, he took off the clothes he had just put on, and halfway through, the man returned. He was startled, with one leg stuck in his pants, losing his balance and falling onto the bed.

"Do you need me to step aside so you can put it on properly?" The man, still wearing the mask, spoke with a cool voice.

"No need… I just want to take them off…" Xu Ye said awkwardly as he pulled down both his pants and underwear.

There seemed to be a hint of amusement in the man's eyes.

Feeling a bit dejected, Xu Ye awkwardly spoke up, "You didn't say I could wear clothes while staying here."

The man smiled, his lips curving like a spring breeze. "So, does that mean you have your answer?"

Xu Ye gritted his teeth and finally blurted out, "I am willing to be your slave."

In fact, he had resolved earlier that if this guy forced him to do something he didn't want to, he would resist and cut ties with him. But before that, he wanted to enjoy the pleasure brought by the man's skills, exchanging it for the role of a slave.

The man's deep black lashes fluttered slightly, seemingly hiding a hint of knowing amusement. When he opened his eyes again, they shone like stars as he looked at him. "So, is this your final decision?"

"Yes." This time, he knelt down voluntarily.

The man lifted his chin with a finger, making him look up at him. This was the first time the man had physically touched him, not with the whip or through the barrier of the leather gloves. Xu Ye directly felt the warmth from his fingertip and the faint scent between his fingers.

The surroundings were very quiet. The moment the man spoke, Xu Ye's body shivered slightly.

"I accept you as my slave, Xu Ye. From this moment on, I am your master. Your body, your soul, your everything belongs to me, and I will govern them. You have no rights over them, but you will enjoy my protection and care."

It was like a ritual; he placed his hand on Xu Ye's head, gently stroking his short hair, then issued the first command.

"From now on, unless I specifically request a change, you must address me as Master."

Xu Ye bit his lip and responded haltingly, "Yes… Master." His reply was soft, and it was clear he was forcing himself into the role, temporarily trying to forget the so-called shame.

"There are some rules that need to be explained in advance. You are not allowed to interrupt me until I give you permission." The man sat down at the edge of the bed.

Xu Ye noticed that his gaze started to unconsciously follow this person. In fact, regardless of whether he was standing or sitting, he always possessed a natural elegance. His figure appeared slender beneath his clothing; without it, he should have a well-proportioned physique. This imagination made Xu Ye slightly distracted. Just as he began to speculate about the face hidden beneath the mask, he caught sight of those cold, piercing eyes staring at him.

Xu Ye's gaze shrank, and he barely managed to lower his head to avoid eye contact.

"Focus your mind, slave. Although I don't intend to punish you tonight, I don't mind using some special methods to keep your attention. Now, go over there and fetch a whip that you like." The man's tone was calm and composed, sounding exceptionally alluring.

Xu Ye liked his voice; it was one of the reasons he was willing to try becoming a slave. He quickly got up, wandered around the training room, and then chose a soft leather whip before returning to the bedside, offering the whip.

The man did not take it but merely looked at him quietly.

After ten seconds of eye contact, Xu Ye finally reacted, kneeling down and offering the whip with both hands.

This time, the man accepted it.

"Your conduct is quite poor, but the focus isn't on that tonight, so I'll forgive your rudeness. From now on, remember every word I say." He raised the whip in his hand; the sound sliced through the air, brushing past Xu Ye's ear, landing with a thud on the ground.

Xu Ye's heart jolted. In that instant, he could distinctly feel the rush of air created by the soft whip, and the dull thud it made on the thick carpet was indicative of the user's strength. The man's mastery of distance and force shocked him. He now understood that regardless of which whip he chose, as long as that man wished, it could make him feel unbearable pain, breaking skin and drawing blood.

He knelt stiffly, concentrating all his attention on his ears, listening carefully to every word the man said.

"First, self-discipline. As your master, I hold all rights to control your body, so I won't allow you to have intimate relationships with others. If you seek another dom, I will not hesitate to discard you. Of course, if you have clever means to tread other waters without me finding out, feel free to try," the man said, his fingers stroking the white whip handle, his tone carrying a hint of barely concealed arrogance. "Second, trust. A slave needs to have absolute trust in their master. I need to know everything you feel, both physically and mentally. When I ask you questions, you must answer truthfully. I won't allow you to conceal anything or lie to me; if you do, you will face severe punishment. Third, identity. I am the master, you are the slave, and you obey me. Therefore, you must do everything within your power to please me, rather than me catering to your needs. Keep this in mind." He paused. "Now you may speak."

Xu Ye lifted his head to ask, "Will you take in other slaves… Master?" He hurriedly added the title.

"Are you planning to address me as 'you'?" He twisted the short whip handle.

"...Will you take in other slaves, sir?" Xu Ye thought for a moment and used more respectful language.

"If I like them."

Xu Ye's expression darkened slightly. "But you require me to be self-disciplined."

"Slave, you did not take the third rule seriously." The man's black eyes glinted with a cold light. "That rule is meant to constrain you, and it does not apply to me. In this relationship, do not expect any kind of fairness, as there is none to be found."

It was already an unfair game. Once Xu Ye realized this, he moved on to the next question: "How will I contact you next time?"

"I will inform you of the specific time and place via text message."

"Do you have my number?"

"Next question." The man smiled faintly but did not answer.

"I don't have any more questions for now."

"Then the conversation is over." The man adjusted his mask. "Put the whip back where it belongs, then put your clothes on."

His commands were always clear and concise. Xu Ye quickly completed his tasks and followed him downstairs.

"Do you want to leave, or do you want to sit with me for a while?"

The man's inquiry caught Xu Ye off guard. His mind was racing with thoughts about what he would do if the other party asked, "Now, kneel by my side," yet the man actually offered him a choice.

Seeing Xu Ye's dazed expression, the man chuckled. "You're not yet suited to appear in such a place as a slave." After noticing the gratitude sparkling in the slave's eyes, he added casually, "An untrained slave will embarrass me."

Xu Ye's face darkened instantly.

So this guy had a sharp tongue as well? Considering that being a slave might lead to mockery from people like Marvin, and since he truly had no interest in such an occasion, he chose to leave.

Driving the convertible through the night felt refreshing. Xu Ye spent the entire journey thinking about the moment he had collapsed into the man's arms, every cell in his body seeming to recall all the sensations from that time, even the faint scent that lingered on the man.

He dialed Liu Jing's number: "Help me look up someone."