The Special Room

Lin Qingcheng showed Wu Qianyu the special room that the House of Paradise had prepared. Wu Qianyu went inside alone and shut the door behind her. Once she was alone, the dark room came alive as the lanterns around the room lit up simultaneously.

A variety of objects were illuminated, scattered across the large room. There was a metal scaffold with hanging chains and handcuffs. There was a table filled with clamps of various sizes as well as small weights. On another table was arrayed a series of whips, canes, and paddles.

There were also more interesting contraptions. One of them was a chair with leather straps attached to the legs and the armrests. Another seemed to be a bench of some sort but the angles were weird and impossible to sit or lie down comfortably.

This room had been specifically prepared for her. The House of Paradise had gathered these items from other brothels they had taken over. The house did not offer such services to their guests so these items had collected dust in storage for a long time.

Wu Qianyu studied everything in the room. Her eyes finally fell onto an empty corner that was covered in shadow. She shivered.

"Master?"

A gentle laugh rang out. A figure appeared like smoke and took the shape of a man. Chen Wentian, using Chen Mo's soul, appeared before her.

"Qianyu, I heard you and Lingxi got into a fight?"

"Master!" Wu Qianyu quickly bowed, "I apologize. The entire situation was my fault. I lost my composure in that moment. Please, punish me."

Chen Wentian studied her for a while. He wished he could be here with his real body. But it was a critical moment in the cultivation of the blue dragon soul. The two women in question weren't too familiar with his shadow fox. He could sense Wu Qianyu's nervousness in his presence. In the case of Peng Lingxi, he had yet to reveal this aspect of his powers to her so she didn't know at all.

He sighed, "Do you want to be punished?"

"I…" She hesitated.

She knew that the man before her was made of shadow. But she also knew that its soul was the very same as her master, the man she loved. It was a strange concept and she couldn't quite understand it. But since he had told her, since it was one of his most important secrets, she had to trust him.

"Yes, master. Please punish me." She said firmly.

Chen Wentian shook his head, "I've said before. I won't ever force you to accept my other soul forms. You are still uncomfortable. So, I won't punish you. Instead, I want you to punish yourself. I will tell you what to do and only watch. Understand?"

"Yes…"

"Good."

With a woosh, Chen Wentian transformed into a shadow fox. Then, just as quickly, he melted into the shadows.

"Now, undress."

Wu Qianyu shivered, this time from excitement. Now that she could only hear his voice, she could close her eyes and imagine his presence. She would have to punish herself while he watched. She could do that.

She undid her belt and let it fall to the floor. After untying a few difficult knots and buttons, her white battle dress slid off her shoulders and pooled around her feet. Her undergarments quickly followed, leaving her naked in the dimly lit room. She let out the breath she had been holding. This made her chest fall and rise again, causing her heavy breasts to come alive as they jiggled. Her nipples hardened from anticipation, without any other stimulus.

"Qianyu, you have been a bad disciple. So, you deserve to be punished."

"Master, I have been a bad disciple."

"I won't let you off lightly, are you prepared?"

"Yes…" She replied as she let out a sensual sigh.

"Let's start with the fifty-kilogram nipple clamps."

Wu Qianyu quickly obeyed. She went over to the table and picked out a pair of polished steel clamps. She carefully used one of them and let it bite into the nipple of her left breast. She let out a hiss of pain as she felt the pressure explode around her sensitive nub and shoot into her flesh. She swallowed hard, knowing that this was only the beginning. She guided the second clamp to her other nipple. When it bit, she let out a small moan and closed her eyes. Her chest was on fire. Her nipples were white hot.

"Now, use the horsewhip."

"Master?" She managed to squeak out, unprepared for this sudden order.

They usually took it slower, ramping up the pain levels so that she could be prepared. The fifty-kilogram nipple clamp was already ahead of schedule. Now, the horsewhip was usually saved for the end.

"Do it. Whip your nipples, one hundred and seventy-three times, one for every time you and Lingxi crossed swords during the spar. Don't miss or it won't count. Don't do it too softly or it won't count."

"Yes…"

Wu Qianyu picked up the horsewhip. It had a core of flexible steel. On the end was a wide tab made of hardened leather. She silently prepared herself and swung it upward.

Pa!

"Ah!"

The end of the whip landed squarely on her nipple, making her gasp. The pain was hard and fast, so sharp that it shot through her whole body. Her legs trembled and she almost stumbled.

"One." Her master's calm voice reminded her that she still had a long way to go.

She swung the whip again, aiming at her other breast.

Pa!

"Ahh!" She out a cry that was much louder than the first time.

"Two"

It hurt, so much. But she wanted it. If anything, she welcomed it.

Pa!

"Ahh!"

"Three."

Pa!

Each strike gave her a shot of full-bodied pain. Each strike left her nipple throbbing, made worse by the heavy champ that trapped the residual pain in an endless loop of agony. There was no respite, only crests and troughs in a continuous wave of pain.

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