บท 8: Chapter 8
The man carried him straight to the guest room. Blushing, Xu Ye requested to wash himself. After showering, he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, examining the marks on his body.
His skin was quite fair, making the whip marks stand out prominently, like vibrant lines outlining a decadent and tempting beauty on a canvas. The whip marks on his chest and back were symmetrically aligned, leading him to boldly speculate that the masked man was a Virgo. However, recalling how he had just wiped his saliva with his fingertips, he overturned his own assumption. His buttocks were marked with a red patch, resembling a ripe peach, and the water made it even more pleasing to the eye.
Each mark was a striking red, yet none had broken the skin. The man's control over his strength was extraordinary. This made Xu Ye privately wonder just how many subs he had practiced on.
He dried himself with a towel and then put on a bathrobe before heading downstairs.
Several dishes were still steaming on the wide Western dining table, but the chef had already left. The man sat at the table, wearing a lighter silver mask. Xu Ye felt a bit disappointed as he took off his bathrobe and hung it on a rack. He actually hoped to see the chef; at least with a third person around, he could use that bathrobe to cover up those marks.
Exposed once again to the air and completely under the man's gaze, Xu Ye felt a bit uneasy. He didn't even dare to recall the earlier scene where he, like a child, had been bullied into tears; it was utterly embarrassing. Now, whenever he saw the man, he instinctively blushed.
The man scrutinized him for a moment, then smiled with satisfaction, gently patting his thigh with his right hand.
Xu Ye's mind raced with electric anticipation at the command that corresponded to this gesture, and he quickly moved to kneel at his feet.
"Learned your lesson," the man said, looking pleased as he stroked Xu Ye's hair. "Let's go over the dining rules. From now on, when the chef arrives, you will open the door for him, help him finish cooking, and then notify me when it's time to eat. I will let him teach you cooking skills, and you must do your best to learn. During meals, if I don't make special requests, you will maintain a kneeling position by my side. After eating, you'll be responsible for clearing the table and washing the dishes." Noticing Xu Ye's somewhat stiff expression, he asked, "Any questions?"
"Master, do I have to kneel while eating from now on?" Xu Ye asked with a frown, realizing it would be impossible to pick up any food that way.
The man looked at him with a smirk, "Today, I can allow you to sit while eating."
Xu Ye was taken aback, then quickly shook his head like a rattle drum, "No need, Master. I'd prefer to kneel." With his buttocks so red, the kneeling position was actually less painful; if he sat down, it would definitely hurt even more, as if he were being punished again.
"My little slave, how sad it makes me that you don't want a rare benefit," the man said, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
This wasn't a benefit; it was clearly a roundabout punishment! Xu Ye internally screamed, feeling wronged. "Can I wear something more comfortable while learning to cook? The bathrobe and pajamas are not convenient…"
"You can wear the loungewear from your wardrobe," the man replied.
"I have no problems with that…" His stomach grumbled, having not eaten anything since morning. He was quite hungry now.
"Go serve the rice," the man ordered.
Xu Ye rummaged through the kitchen cabinets and took out two vertically striped, gold-trimmed porcelain bowls. He scooped a bowl of rice from the rice cooker, placed it in front of the man with both hands, and then retrieved a pair of chopsticks for him. After preparing his own bowl and kneeling, he took the opportunity to sneak a few glances at the dishes on the table.
Curry beef, Longjing shrimp, stir-fried green peppers with eggs, broccoli in broth, and blanched vegetable hearts. The mix of meat and vegetables showed that his master paid attention to nutritional balance.
When it came time to eat, Xu Ye realized he didn't need to think about how to pick up the food at all. Under the man's full supervision, he only needed to eat.
Xu Ye wasn't fond of broccoli, so he left all the pieces the man served him in his bowl, hoping to throw them away when he got a second bowl of rice. But as he looked up, he saw the man's chopsticks, holding a piece of broccoli, hovering in front of him. The man looked at him with a half-smile and ordered, "Open your mouth."
With a bitter expression, Xu Ye bit down on the vegetable, chewing half-heartedly before swallowing.
"Do you want to finish the food in your bowl, or do you want me to feed you the remaining half of that plate, one bite at a time?"
"Fine, I'll eat," Xu Ye mumbled, bowing his head to finish off the broccoli in his bowl.
He ate quickly. The disharmony in his family growing up left him with little sense of security, so he had always been in the habit of eating quickly. The huge dining table had only him, and he was used to wolfing down a few bites and leaving. Later, when he started working, he wanted to do everything perfectly to avoid being looked down upon by Xu Ting, so he hadn't been attentive during meals. Plus, he was starving today, so he devoured his food even more rapidly.
"Why are you in such a hurry?" the man asked.
Xu Ye paused, "It's a habit; it's about efficiency."
"No need," the man replied, picking up a piece of beef and placing it in Xu Ye's bowl. "Eating too fast puts a strain on your stomach, which could lead to illness in the long run. Moreover, you don't need to rush; even if you finish early, you must kneel here and wait for me to finish before you can get up. So, little slave, learn to slowly enjoy the taste of your food."
Xu Ye thought for a moment and deliberately increased his chewing speed, slowing down.
Though he lived alone, he had a cleaning lady who came regularly, so he rarely cooked for himself and hadn't washed dishes much either. Thus, his movements were clumsy. Also, the feeling of being bare except for the apron was quite unfamiliar… Well, the main reason was that the man was leaning against the kitchen bar watching him, making his hands stiffen up.
"Master…" Xu Ye held the plate that he accidentally chipped and awkwardly said, "You watching me like this makes me nervous."
"Break one, and you'll be punished with an hour of kneeling," the man replied, completely unbothered by the sight, smiling. "This will help you steady your hands, my slave."
Xu Ye indeed managed to hold it steadily until he dried and put it in the sterilizing cabinet without breaking a single bowl or plate.
The man sat on the living room sofa and summoned him, causing Xu Ye to appear swiftly like a summoned beast.
This terrifying obedience pulled him deeper into a state he couldn't escape. Yet, this feeling brought him a sense of ease, allowing him to empty his mind and focus all his attention on that man, then obey.
"Lie across my lap," the command was simple and direct.
Feeling a bit shy, he lay on the man's lap, but was met with a light smack on his backside. Although it wasn't hard, it triggered the pain from earlier, making him cry out, "Ah!"
"Move up a bit."
Xu Ye crawled forward like a little caterpillar, his bare lower body rubbing against the man's pants, igniting fragmented desires within him. He was nearly going crazy; he had been so indifferent to sex before, but now he seemed unable to resist even the slightest temptation.
The more he tried to control it, the less he could. He attempted to extinguish this flicker of flame, but when the man leaned to grab something, his legs shifted slightly, and the sensations from the friction coursed through him, completely stoking the fire.
Noticing Xu Ye's reaction, the man chuckled, "Slave, while I'm pleased your body is so sensitive, I won't allow you to climax today, so you'd better control yourself. Otherwise, I'll have to find other ways to help you manage."
Xu Ye's face flushed as he lowered his head.
Suddenly, something cold landed on his backside, causing him to shiver. He then felt a warm hand gently push it aside, stroking his rear. The cool sensation seeped into his skin, feeling quite comfortable.
He was applying medicine to him.
Xu Ye momentarily felt dazed. When he had been with Camel, although he wasn't fierce, he also didn't attend to him with such detail; most of the time, he handled the wounds from the whip himself. After hesitating for a while, he softly said, "Thank you, Master."
The man paused his movements and said, "You can move freely within my sight this afternoon. Brief trips to the restroom don't require you to report to me." After a little more rubbing, he gently patted Xu Ye's lower back. "All done."
In the afternoon, the man browsed emails on his tablet. Xu Ye chose a comfortable position, lying on a cushion by the window while reading a book he had pulled from the shelf titled Chinese Cuisine and Culture. He had been so tired lately, but now the greenery and gentle sunlight outside made him relax completely. His eyelids felt heavy, and he hazily glanced at the nearby sofa before curling up and falling asleep.
When he woke up, it was already four in the afternoon, and a light blanket was draped over him.
"Are you awake?" a deep voice came from behind him.
Xu Ye turned to see the man standing at the top of the stairs in a bathrobe. The loosely tied robe gaped open, revealing his well-defined physique. His skin was lightly bronzed, muscular but not overly so; his tall frame, accentuated by his muscle lines, looked even more graceful. The V-line below his abs was incredibly sexy. He had clearly just taken a shower, and the fresh scent of his damp skin lingered. The mask on his face had changed to pure black.
Taking a shower at this hour likely meant he had just returned from the gym.
Seeing Xu Ye staring at him, the man chuckled, "What are you blushing for?"
Xu Ye averted his gaze, murmuring in dissatisfaction, "I used to have a V-line as well…"
"You can go to the gym on the second floor on Sunday mornings. If I'm free, I'll teach you," the man said while grabbing a bottle of mineral water from the kitchen and taking a couple of sips. "Your current figure is quite nice; you're soft to hold."
Xu Ye shot him a fierce glare.
The man stifled a laugh, "Little slave, are you challenging me?" Saying this, he grabbed Xu Ye's arm and pulled off the light blanket draped over him, leaving him standing bare in front of him.
The distance was too close, and Xu Ye could only feel his heart racing.
The man leaned down and whispered in his ear in a slightly husky voice, "Waking up from a nap and being disobedient? Who allowed you to cover yourself with a blanket, hmm?" His warm breath brushed against Xu Ye's ear, sending shivers down his spine. Such deliberate teasing nearly made Xu Ye's head spin. He instinctively wanted to retreat, but was pulled closer by the man's strong embrace, pressing their bodies together.
Through the bathrobe, Xu Ye could distinctly feel the man's arousal, while his own desire began to stir. Behind the mask, the man's eyes glinted with a gradually awakening danger.
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