Ye He Chapter 15

15,

In the dimly lit room, Shen Yi sobbed and moaned in a daze. He felt the lower half of his body was numb and senseless. The swollen, engorged nipples on his chest pitifully bore two decorative rings, and even a slight breath sent a tearing, agonizing pain through them. His chrysanthemum bud tightly gripped the astonishingly sized implement, swallowed to the very base, leaving only the dark, slick back of the horse visible, coated in transparent lubricant.

He had passed out several times during the ordeal, but each time he woke up, he was either being brutally impaled by the vicious implement or his trembling legs could only allow the man to torment him by violently thrusting inside him. No matter how much Shen Yi cried and pleaded, he couldn’t make Ye He change his mind; instead, it only prompted excited kisses from him. By the end, Shen Yi couldn’t even manage to close his legs.

A sudden beeping sound echoed in the quiet environment. Shen Yi frantically shook his head, his eyes filled with terror and despair. But none of this could stop the base of the mechanical horse from slowly rising, beginning its rhythmic back-and-forth rocking, starting a new round of cruel pumping.

By the time Ye He dragged Shen Yi off the wooden horse, Shen Yi had completely lost track of time. The contradictory stimulation of pain and itch tormented his exhausted nerves relentlessly. Consequently, when that thick implement ruthlessly invaded his intestines in the final moments, the sickening pain, similar to internal organs being pressed and churned, remained deeply etched in his consciousness.

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Shen Yi wolfed down his rice, finishing a bowl in the blink of an eye. Across from him, Ye He, who had just finished his soup, was slowly and methodically wiping his mouth, his eyes comfortably narrowed, showing the contentment of a full meal. However, the white bandages wrapped and intertwined around his ten fingers looked somewhat alarming.

After they finished eating, Ye He put on gloves to wash the dishes, while Shen Yi didn’t dare to move, sitting blankly in the chair, his eyes vacant.

Not long after, Ye He returned. As he untied his apron, he asked casually, “Want to continue playing with the horse?”

The subtle excitement mixed in the cold tone made Shen Yi instinctively shiver. He looked up in panic, only to see the other man’s calm gaze. His pale expression was reflected in the deep black pupils.

The faint, dull ache in his upper thighs cruelly reminded him of those unbearable memories. Shen Yi swallowed, whispering, “I don’t want to…”

Ye He seemed a little disappointed and asked again, “You don’t like the horse anymore?”

“N-no…” Shen Yi was so startled he nearly bit his tongue, quickly offering a weak, pale explanation, “…I don’t like it like that.”

Ye He seemed thoughtful, then said abruptly, “You prefer a live one?”

Shen Yi was confused, but when the man’s malicious gaze fell downward, he immediately connected it to a terrifying conjecture. His teeth instantly chattered, his body trembled, and his thighs twitched uncontrollably. He couldn’t even sit properly in the chair and collapsed onto the floor.

Ye He remained expressionless, quietly waiting for his answer, seemingly oblivious to the scene before him.

Shen Yi tried his best to curl up, but couldn’t stop his legs from shaking miserably. The man’s cold gaze involuntarily brought back the painful experiences deep in his memory: the terrifying agony of being penetrated by an unimaginably thick, monstrous implement, the sorrowful helplessness of crying and begging for mercy yet receiving no forgiveness. He could no longer bear this humiliation and torment, collapsing into a complete loss of reason and weeping loudly.

When he finally tired himself out from crying, he realized Ye He had left his seat at some point and was now squatting beside him, watching him. Below his handsome eyebrows, his eyes were dark and deep like the sea, without a single ripple.

“Do you like that ship model?” he suddenly asked.

Taught a painful lesson, Shen Yi no longer dared to hide anything and answered honestly, “I like it.”

Ye He used his bandaged hand to stroke his head, then smiled and said, “I’ll give it to you, okay?”

Shen Yi stared blankly at the smile, which was as bright as sunshine, and nodded subconsciously.