Taming the Enemy (Bisexual)

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*The enemy asked to be tied up and whipped.

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"Wow, you look like you really like it." Baldwin half leaned against the cabinet in the new room, looking at the blond young man in front of him whose thighs were shaking and water was flowing, and he laughed so hard that his eyes were almost blind.

"..." Yaheng just stared at him, feeling so ashamed and angry that he wanted to bang his head against his head and die.

From the moment Baldwin gently carried him into the next room, everything started to go wrong as if it had been planned.

Yaheng's pupils trembled as he looked around the dimly lit suite in front of him. The entire room was decorated mostly in dark purple. In addition to the water bed in the middle, there were horrific sexual torture instruments placed on the open space: an X-shaped rack, some filthy cages, machines and the like, many of which Yaheng had no idea how to use.

On the one hand, Yaheng felt curious, but on the other hand, he was instinctively afraid. He trembled and tried to move back, but was held tightly by Baldwin who was following behind him.

"I originally wanted to crawl in by holding your clitoris, but I didn't expect you to be so useless." Baldwin rubbed Yaheng's hair, and when he saw Yaheng tilted his head to avoid it, he came up and bit the tip of the young man's ear.

"So don't even think about running away." Baldwin said, stretching out his hands to pry open his thighs again, and exploring the center of Yaheng's legs. The man's fingers wrapped around the lusty flesh and rubbed it again and again, and soon the little pussy was rubbed wet, "Don't you like my gift to you?"

"..." Yaheng bit her lip and didn't want to answer him. Her pussy felt very comfortable being rubbed by the man's big hand. Her soft labia rubbed against Baldwin's palm, and he gasped softly.

"Speak." Yaheng was reluctant to answer, but shook his buttocks and rubbed the man's palm with his open pussy. Baldwin pulled his hand back in dissatisfaction, and slapped Yaheng's buttocks with his palm covered with ‍ ...

"Ah!" Yaheng straightened his waist suddenly. His penis trembled when he was hit in front of him and became erect between the man's hands.

"I...you, you pervert!" Yaheng grabbed Baldwin's arm angrily and anxiously, feeling his two white and tender buttocks being held in Baldwin's hands and kneaded into various shapes.

"You must have ordered all this mess a long time ago, you damn liar!" Yaheng finally realized the reason for everything. He thought that in the past two days, he had been able to caress Baldwin, order flowers, and enthusiastically surround Baldwin. The whole thing was so stupid.

But it was too late for him to repent now. Baldwin grabbed her round butt in his hands, and while kneading it hard, he pulled the small butthole in the crack of her butt. The small hole was swept by the air, and Yaheng felt a chill in his heart.

"You are the pervert, Yaheng." Baldwin was not angry after being scolded by him. He pulled him over, put his arm around Yaheng's abdomen and started to dig his asshole. Soon, the small asshole was dripping with juice. "You like these things so much that your eyes are shining."

Yaheng wanted to refute, but he was slapped on the butt and told to look at the vine in the gift box.

"Do you want to be beaten with a cane?" Baldwin's words were like a devil's spell. The man's breath sprayed on Yaheng's neck, making him feel numb.

As Baldwin spoke, he ran his fingers down his back, then went around to the front and grabbed Yaheng's nipples.

"The cane is very thin and has hooks on it. Just one whip will make your nipples hurt as if they were split open. But the cane won't really hurt you. It will just whip your nipples so hard that they swell up like cherries."