2. Punishment

Bathroom.

In the corner cubicle.

The young girl's breasts were half exposed, with two pink nipples standing out vividly. The buttons on her school uniform were undone haphazardly, and the pleats of her plaid skirt were all messed up as if imitating a scene from a pornographic film where she was roughly treated.

Buzz, buzz, buzz -

The egg-shaped vibrator kept vibrating at the entrance of the cave.

Karina couldn't help but close her legs together. The remote-controlled bullet inside her was suddenly switched to the highest setting, and the unexpected stimulation made her heart race and her legs squeeze even tighter.

"Whoo..."

There are still twenty minutes.

The cold male voice in the earphones commanded her.

"Spread your legs. Don't make me say it again."

Karina nodded subconsciously. Although her face couldn't be seen from the video angle, she obediently and submissively spread her legs, her fingertips almost sinking into the soft flesh at the base of her thighs.

Break it open.

Break it open with force.

Align your private parts with the camera lens of the mobile phone.

In the video, the sparse pubic hair-covered mons pubis was slightly parted, resembling a pink, plump, and juicy peach, quivering and glistening with moisture. Unseen, the egg-shaped vibrator was ceaselessly thrusting towards the deepest part.

So cool.

Karina couldn't take her eyes off it for a moment.

The camera couldn't capture her face, but Luis seemed to catch her gaze from behind the screen.

What does it feel like to be stared at while showing off your arrogance?

"Goodness, how embarrassing, and..."

Karina's face was burning hot. Looking at the video of the clitoris and the small hole quivering under the stimulation of the jumping egg, her eyes flickered abnormally and she murmured in a low voice, "There's still some excitement."

"Is the puppy's face probably very red now?"

"It is..."

"Very beautiful."

He let out a soft sigh as if he were admiring a work of art.

"Like this, huh?"

"Like, so much like..."

The egg-shaped vibrator was jumping vigorously in the hole, shaking the layers of soft flesh until they felt numb and tingly. Was it beautiful? Karina thought drowsily, intoxicated. The praise was as sweet as the teasing that left one hanging in mid-air.

The vibration frequency of the machinery is no longer satisfactory.

She wanted to reach out and rub it.

Before Luis became her owner, she had already enjoyed self-stimulation, using the techniques she learned from movies to stimulate her clitoris, circling and kneading it. Although it was not to the extent of a sexual addiction, when she was under a lot of pressure, she could masturbate three or four times a day.

Until the master takes control of her sexual desire, she is not allowed to masturbate at will or let her body release wanton fluids without restraint, unless given permission.

Her body belongs to her master.

Buzz, buzz, buzz -

The pleasure is like a sponge cake.

Dense and moist.

It builds up into an unbearable itch.

She involuntarily tightened her vaginal muscles to feel the vibration of the egg inside, bending over and trying to rub her legs together.

It's still not enough. She thought of Luis's hands, long and slender with well-defined knuckles, wanting...

Luis noticed that she was daydreaming.

"What is the puppy thinking about?"

It wants to rub against its owner's fingers.

Karina almost blurted it out.

The person opposite was clearly taken aback by this response. On the internet, little dogs seem to be especially enthusiastic and candid, their fluffy tails wagging non-stop, often catching people off guard and leaving them at a loss.

It was a long while before Karina heard a suppressed chuckle roll out from him.

What a gluttonous little dog!

His voice was hoarse with emotion, and Karina could even detect a hint of enigmatic indulgence in his tone. As a result, her body became even more sensitive and excited, and she sobbed out a sweet and mawkish sound.

"Um... I really want Daddy to spank my bottom and slap my p*ssy until I squirt..."

Verbal harassment does work.

She was gratified to hear his breathing grow increasingly heavy.

"Excited about masturbating in the toilet?"

Out of the blue, he asked in a casual tone as if discussing the weather, but it sharply jolted her. Her inner thighs were drenched with a pleasurable wetness, and she couldn't help but let out a moan of delight from the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, ah ha..."

Luis kindly reminded.

The puppy is barking too loudly.

"Anyone could walk in here at any time and might hear you moaning in the cubicle. Maybe it's your classmate..." Luis paused.

The sound of a faucet being turned on came through the headphones.

He went on, "Perhaps, it's precisely the person you detest."

Luis is probably washing his hands.

The sound of water, gurgling, flowed through her cochlea, over her distended lower abdomen, and into her damp forest region. Coincidentally, a faint sound of water was also heard outside the KTV restroom. The overlapping sounds brought a refreshing downpour inside her skull.

Luis's guess was still ringing in my ears.

If the person outside at this moment is...

--Louis.

Oh no. The sense of exposure made her feel extremely embarrassed but also aroused her sexual desire. "Master, the puppy is about to die... I want..."

Luis smiled subtly: "What does the puppy want?"

Karina panted and answered in fits and starts, "The puppy wants... the master's big... p*n*s..."

"Oh? Do you want your master's d*ck, or just some random stranger's d*ck who happened to be passing by the bathroom?"

"Want daddy's, master's..." she kept whispering softly over and over again, her eyes brimming with tears from feeling wronged. Her faint murmur was like a puppy begging for food from its master.

"Daddy, Daddy..."

"Don't be so flirtatious. It's not the right time yet."

Karina let her head droop in disappointment. Her tense thighs began to tremble. Not daring to cry out too loudly, she could only make small, whimpering sounds to express her dissatisfaction.

Thirty minutes is too long.

He was so heartless. No matter how she pleaded in every possible way, he wouldn't make an exception for her until the very last minute.

"Take out the egg vibrator now."

Though on the verge of collapsing into a puddle, Karina still managed to stretch her hand down, reaching the entrance and slowly pulling out the silicone cord of the bullet vibrator, her demeanor submissive and eager.

After taking it out, the egg-shaped vibrator was still vibrating. She waited quietly for her master's next instruction.

Now, place the vibrating egg on your clitoris.

The vibrating egg was pressed against the swollen clitoris.

Um...!"

Fearing she might scream out loud, she bit her lip hard, and raised her neck, and waves of pleasure, like surges of the tide, kept assaulting her remaining sanity.

"Just ten seconds left. Hang in there."

"All right..."

"Ten"

Nine

"Oh, no way."

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"..."

"Three"

His voice seemed detached and cold at such a moment.

"Two"

Karina clamped her labia together, and the vibrating egg, squeezed between her lips, sent high-frequency vibrations to her sensitive clitoris. She was really about to lose control...

"One"

"Pee, little dog."

He whispered.

Finally getting permission, she trembled as she removed the egg-shaped vibrator, feeling as if she were plummeting straight from the clouds.

Almost instantly, her mouth quivered, and a clear fluid gushed out from between her legs like a shower, the gushing lasted for a full minute. The screen showed 05/6 and 9 completely.

When we returned to the private room, the atmosphere seemed to have changed a bit.

Louis was singing, a slow Spanish song that Karina didn't know. The melody was catchy, but his voice seemed a bit lower than usual, with a hint of hoarseness, like a wisp of smoky mint.

The soothing melody slowed down the pace of the night.

Everyone was sitting around the square table, looking a bit tired from singing. They were swaying and leaning to one side, and their silence made Karina feel strangely close to them. But as soon as she closed the door to the private room, her steps faltered.

The gaze fell on the only empty seat.

Beside Louis.

It's awkward to sit down and awkward to stand up.

"Orange, come and sit here!" Jesse stood up and greeted her with unusual enthusiasm.

Upon hearing this, Karina walked straight over and sat down beside Louis, with Jesse on her right. She was somewhat puzzled. After all, they were childhood friends who had grown up together, so why did they have to let an "outsider" squeeze in between them?

"Orange, why don't you sing a song too?"

Jesse handed her the microphone on the table. After a two-second pause, Karina took it, noticing that he was being overly attentive.

"Must you sing?"

Her eyelashes drooped and her voice was timid.

"Little cousin, please sing a song, just one. Otherwise, my dear Master Lu will blame me for hogging the microphone and singing to my heart's content, leaving him to feel neglected." Jesse teased her, his words laced with a hint of apology.

It looks as if someone had deliberately beaten it.

Karina felt a knot in her stomach and turned her head to look at Louis.

He remained silent, staring straight ahead, aimlessly flipping through songs with the remote control. His expression betrayed no unusual emotion, as if those remarks were all fabricated by Jesse himself and the host had no such intention.

Karina secretly heaved a sigh of relief in her heart, clutching the microphone in her hand, intending to put it down when no one was paying attention.

However.

The music started, but my mouth opened instinctively.

...

When playing the King's Game for the second round, some people were still joking, "Genius! Louis's mom must be a genius. Who would have thought of singing this in a KTV? I'm really impressed. I just woke up and almost thought it was Monday and time for the flag-raising ceremony."

"Bro Liang, who was that girl sitting next to you just now? She was singing so enthusiastically. I only noticed her when she sat down next to Louis..." A friend that Jesse brought over leaned over and whispered to him, his words revealing his interest in Karina.

Karina has a delicate and pretty look, with a gentle beauty that makes her seem a little plain among a group of handsome men and beautiful women.

The key is the whiteness, the creamy white, and the features are also pleasing to the eye. The shape of the eyes is round, the tip of the nose has a round curve, the outline of the lips is round, and with a small round face, it makes one look particularly cute.

It's a bit like the standard look of someone with a love-struck brain in TV dramas.

At least Jesse himself had never paid much attention to Karina from childhood to adulthood. Now, at first glance, he only thought that his childhood playmate had grown up to be more and more beautiful, but he didn't have any other thoughts. Besides, it was not the time to have any other thoughts now.

That boy, however, began to stir restlessly.

"Does she have a boyfriend now? She looks so innocent. It's obvious that she's been studying hard and hasn't been in a relationship..."

Finally, fed up with the constant inquiries, Jesse impatiently snatched a card, clicked his tongue, and lowered his voice to warn, "This is my childhood friend, Louis's childhood sweetheart. If you have any ideas about her, first ask if my buddy Lu agrees."

At the mention of Louis, the boys fell silent.

Jesse acted as if nothing had happened. He no longer gave that person any looks. Whistling, he showed the card in his hand to everyone - the King card, which meant he would have supreme power in this round of the game.

"I'm the king of the world! My luck has finally returned. Next, the king will randomly pair up the guests. Who will be the lucky guest tonight?"!"

His excited voice reverberated throughout the private room.

Everyone laughed, and Karina laughed along. In fact, when Jesse shouted out that line from Titanic, she had secretly and unkindly cursed him as a "fool" in her heart. Right after that, she couldn't laugh anymore.

Jesse said, "Let's give each other a kiss on the 6th and the 9th."

She is the unlucky No. 6.

"Hey! Number 6 is an orange. So who's number 9? Where's our orange's Prince Charming?" Jesse, the king of charisma in Class 1, Senior 3, shouted even louder. Everyone followed him and started to jeer.

"Number 9!"

"Number 9!"

"Number 9!"

Karina prayed silently, anyone would do, as long as it wasn't...

It's me.

Louis threw the cards onto the square table.

A bright and clear number 9.

D*mn number 9.

The once noisy and curious crowd fell silent, and the box was eerily quiet. Karina nervously watched Louis, as if awaiting a bolt of lightning to strike.

Seeing the atmosphere getting tense, Jesse quickly stepped in to ease the situation, "You didn't see that the orange was looking down on you? Louis, why don't you just admit defeat and have a drink?"

Neither of them spoke.

Jesse had no choice but to sulkily keep silent.

After a long while.

Louis looked at her, his eyes carrying a hint of amusement. "Want to play?"

He is very tall and has a strong sense of presence.

Karina clenched her fingers, somewhat resentful, and said stiffly, "…Kissing the face is okay."

Louis tilted his head slightly, looking at her, and chuckled softly.

"OK, then kiss the face."

Soon, Karina regretted it.

Louis's hand rested gently on her waist.

When his face came close, Karina almost lost her breath. All kinds of strange thoughts popped up in her mind. Why could he be so at ease and so nonchalant? Had he kissed many girls?

Since that was the case, she couldn't afford to be stage-frightened. She closed her eyes, raised her face and put on a look of being ready to die.

A light breath brushed against my face.

Like the heat waves rolling in summer.

The sound of water gushing in the bathroom echoed in her mind, along with that extremely lewd scene, which began to replay. Luis's panting grew clearer and clearer.

The body is getting stiffer and stiffer.

Karina's legs felt weak and she almost lost her balance, but she could sense his lips inching closer and closer, so close that they were just a hair's breadth away from brushing against the fine down on her cheek.

"Never mind." Louis suddenly spoke up.

He picked up the beer on the coffee table, a full mug, and downed it in one gulp.

When Karina opened her eyes, this was the scene before her: dazzling and disorienting beams of light spinning above her head, his constantly moving Adam's apple, the gasps of the crowd. Even when the wine glass was empty, she remained stunned there.

"Let the chips fall where they may," said Louis.

He was very fair-skinned and the alcohol took effect on him quickly, making his complexion flushed with a pinkish hue. His entire earlobes were bright red. Through the dim, indistinct light, Karina couldn't make out his expression.

She regained her breath. Was it a sense of relief? It should be. Louis's sudden change of mind made her feel a wave of ease as if she had been granted a reprieve just before execution.

But, he didn't kiss her. So why did she blush?

Karina attributed this to her surging hormones.

The atmosphere in the private room became lively again. Everyone was chatting and laughing as if the previous incident was just an insignificant interlude. The entire scene of her most wanton and disheveled appearance was recorded in detail.

Luis said, "Well done, Karina."

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