บท 347: Pain (IV)

Chen Wentian entered a secret door within Wu Qianyu's room and descended the steps. The passageway took him in a spiral deep underground until he met a solid metal door. He knocked and didn't have to wait for long.

"Master."

He opened the door to see Wu Qianyu sitting cross-legged in the middle of a vast cultivation array. Candles burned all around her, providing a soft orange glow that reflected off of her see-through white robes. Her eyes were closed but her chest moved slowly up and down as if in anticipation.

This was her private cultivation room, completely isolated from the outside world. He had been helping her cultivate ever since she returned from the Eastern Sanmu Subcontinent. She didn't say much about her experiences but he knew she was in a heightened state of awareness. Time and reality worked differently in dreams, giving her insights not possible in the real world. Now was the best time to practice and delve into her natural affinity with pain.

If she could break through to the lesser realm, it would mean that it was all worth it. It would mean that her path was the correct one. And she was really close. He felt that she only needed a few more pushes in the right direction.

"You've improved again. You're quite close to the lesser realm of Spiritual Growth. I can sense it, it just needs a slight push." He said.

She nodded and smiled, causing her breasts to sway and dance.

He swallowed and calmed himself before walking up to her.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Yes…" She whispered.

"Let's begin."

As if in a well-practiced dance, Wu Qianyu stood up and loosened her robe. The thin fabric fluttered open, revealing mighty twin peaks that drooped down ever so slightly in a perfectly sexy way that highlighted her natural, worldly allure.

The robe disappeared completely at some point as he made his way slowly around her. He studied her wide hips and round behind, like two perfectly smooth half-moons, as well as her secret garden between her thick thighs, guarded by a trimmed row of hedges.

He finally looked at her peaceful face, eyes shut but fluttering excitedly, her pink lips quivering with anticipation. He wanted to kiss that beautiful visage but he knew there was plenty of time for that later.

Chen Wentian waved his hands and a long length of braided silk rope appeared, dyed crimson like blood. Wu Qianyu sensed the change and already had her arms together behind her back.

He began with securing her arms, tying them together in parallel with several rounds of rope. It was not too tight but it was firm and could not be removed even by force as the rope was made of special silk that absorbed spiritual energy.

He next focused on the chest harness, wrapping the rope around her breasts, alternating with horizontal and vertical angles. Gradually, it took shape, in the form of diamond-patterned knots around her chest and neck as well as her breasts.

As the ropes tightened around her chest, Wu Qianyu felt the first tinges of discomfort. She could not move her arms even a sliver. As she breathed, she struggled to fill her lungs with air with the limited space the ropes provided. The base of her breasts was tightly wrapped with rope, causing more aches that only added to the sensations she was experiencing.

What followed afterward was her legs. Chen Wentian laid her down on her back and proceeded to tie up her lower leg to her upper leg. When one leg was done, he did the same with the other, until she was left completely helpless. She could no longer walk, she could no longer free herself. She was now completely in his control, at his every whim, and she loved every second of it.

"Naughty girl." Chen Wentian said after he finished tying her legs.

She was already soaking wet down there but he did not indulge her. She whined softly in protest but he resisted. There would be plenty of time for that later.

He continued with another piece of rope continuing the diamond knots from her chest down to her abdomen. Then, he connected her tied-up legs to the complex of ropes behind her back, forcing her legs apart. This was followed by several strands of rope shot up to the ceiling where they connected with metal rings and a point in the small of her back. And finally, with a great tug, her whole body was lifted and suspended in midair.

Wu Qianyu gasped as she painfully became airborne. The robes tightened and dug into her chest, her stomach, and her hips. She looked down at the swaying round below trying to ignore the pain in her arms, shoulders as well as her legs. She was flying, in an aching cloud of pain.

Chen Wentian let her be as he examined his handiwork. His beautiful disciple, naked, tied-up, and hanging helplessly from the ceiling. It was a thrilling sight, even after losing count of how many sessions they had. She was completely under his control, willing and receptive. Whatever he did, the only thing she could do was scream.

He took out two weighted nipple clamps and attached them to her nipples. This elicited rapid gasps and small squeals from her lips. The clamps were stronger than ones in the past. They were tighter and thus caused more pain. The weights were heavier, causing her breasts to be pulled down.

She could feel everything, the radiating daggers of pain from the clamps as well as the steady throbbing from her breasts being tormented. She gritted her teeth and persisted but only for a short while.

She let out her first scream when he pulled on a clamp.

"That's it, baby." He said as he tugged on both.

"Ahhhh!" She howled.

He smiled and gave her a few moments to breathe. He then spun her around until she was facing him. He lifted her face and kissed her roughly. He then pulled back and looked into her brown orbs which were radiating emotion.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes, master…"

He chuckled and showed her the thin leather whip in his hand.

Her eyes sparkled in excitement.

"Do you want it?" He asked again.

"Yesss!"

He unfurled the whip and let it loose onto the front of her breasts.

"Eeeeek!" She squealed from the sharp sensations.

He continued with the whip all over her body. From her shoulders to her neck, from her stomach to her hips. From her butt to between her legs. He filled the underground chamber with her delicious cries. There was nobody else to hear her except him. There was nobody else in her life except him.

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