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The quick, sharp click of Taxian-jun's expensive heels echoes down the marble corridor of her mansion. It's been a long, draining day of negotiating business deals and having to clean up murders at the end of some of them, and she's anxious to get back to her rooms and to her new toy that's waiting for her.
It had been hard to focus on the finer details of who controls what territory and how supply lines operate, when all she could think about was the deliciously shocked expression on her captive's face when her men had undone the silk blindfold and Chu Wanning had seen the face of her former student last night.
Taxian-jun could tell, had her mouth not been gagged, that it would have dropped open in surprise. Her eyes were wide in recognition and pain, and Taxian-jun can't wait to see all the other emotions they'll show tonight. She's going to make her old teacher pay, and she's going to enjoy it.
Finally she arrives at the door where her prisoner is kept locked away. Taxian-jun takes out the special key she's hidden around her neck, and unlocks the door. She takes a moment to breathe in anticipation, and pushes the door open.
What awaits her is even more stunning than she could have hoped, and her cunt throbs in response to the sight. Her once proud, haughty teacher lies on her side, hands and feet bound with red rope, mouth gagged. Taxian-jun assumes that Chu Wanning's white button-up and pencil skirt were well pressed and clean before her capture, but now they're stained with dirt and blood, evidence of the fight she'd put up against Taxian-jun's men.
She's clearly been struggling against her bonds - her long beautiful hair is mussed and her cheek is red from chafing against the carpet. A bit of drool is sliding down from her lips. Her eyes are red-rimmed, full of anger and defiance. Taxian-jun will train that out of her soon enough.
She walks over and nudges her captive's face with her shoe. "Chu Wanning. Look at you, beaten and pathetic. Do you even remember the hell you made my life at Sisheng University? Professor Chu, the great genius, bullying a poor scholarship student into expulsion. Did you even have a reason? It doesn't matter. You're my property now and I am going to make you pay."
Taxian-jun crouches down and pulls the gag out of Chu Wanning's mouth. She licks her lips. Her mouth must be dry from hours of having cloth stuffed in it. "I was right, you really are deficient by nature, beyond remedy," Chu Wanning croaks.
Fury blinds Taxian-jun and without even thinking, she's backhanded Chu Wanning across the face. She meant to take Chu Wanning apart slowly and methodically, but if she's going to be a bitch, then so be it. Her gold signet ring catches Chu Wanning's lip and splits it. "You fucking whore. Talk to me like that again and I will pull your teeth out one by one."
With that, she pulls Chu Wanning to her feet by the arm and drags her over to the ornate couch in one corner of the old drawing room, tossing her down. Chu Wanning makes a soft grunt as she lands, and Taxian-jun knows she's probably bruised from her capture. She can feel her cunt getting wetter at the thought.
Taxian-jun shoves the gag back in Chu Wanning's mouh. She removes a knife from her pocket and watches the way Chu Wanning's eyes light up with fear. Taxian-jun opens it, and ghosts the blade lightly down her cheek, down her neck to her breastbone. Chu Wanning's breath is coming fast now, she's trying to hide how afraid she is but can't cover it completely. Taxian-jun lets out a laugh. Pathetic.
She takes the knife and slowly, teasingly brings it to the first button on Chu Wanning's shirt, then with a quick slash slices the button off. Chu Wanning makes a little squeaking noise behind the gag. Taxian-jun cuts three more buttons off. The shirt is now open enough to expose the white bra beneath. Taxian-jun palms one tit through the plain fabric. "Look at you, little slut. Am I the first to see this or have you shown your tits off to anyone who asks?"
She rips the white button-up the rest of the way open. Chu Wanning tries to say something that might be "no". Taxian-jun wants so desperately to slice through the bones of the bra, rip it open, completely expose Chu Wanning's tits, but she reminds herself that this is supposed to be drawn out. Chu Wanning will suffer more that way.
So instead, she grabs Chu Wanning's hair and uses it to pull her up from the couch and over a few steps. Chu Wanning cries out behind the gag from the pain, and tries to drag her heels but Taxian-jun is too strong. She pulls her over to where she's set up a special hook suspended from the ceiling for this specific purpose.
Taxian-jun grabs Chu Wanning's hands where they're tied behind her back, and pulls them up to the hook, securing the rope to the hook so Chu Wanning is bent over, wrists suspended from the ceiling. She wobbles, unsteady on her bound feet, which are touching the ground but not firmly enough to support her. Taxian-jun laughs again, seeing her struggle.
Then she takes the knife out again and cuts the red rope tying Chu Wanning's feet together. Chu Wanning kicks out at her desperately, but only manages to unbalance herself further. Cute.
Chu Wanning's pencil skirt will prove a barrier to the next part, her legs won't open very far while she's wearing it. Taxian-jun traces the knife along Chu Wanning's exposed stomach and then slices down through the expensive fabric, cutting and tearing until the skirt comes off in tatters. Chu Wanning shivers from the fear and the sudden cold and the shock.
Below the skirt, Chu Wanning is wearing panties that match her bra: plain, practical. Maybe once Taxian-jun has broken her down like she plans, she'll have some custom lingerie made. For now, she contents herself with the sight of Chu Wanning's soft pubic hair peeking out at the edges, and with the undeniable wet spot at her cunt entrance. She runs the knife gently down towards it, delighting in another terrified squeak from Chu Wanning.
"You're this desperate for it? Getting wet from being stripped down by your old student. What a whore. Maybe I should film this and send it to the other professors so they can see." The threat is empty, although Chu Wanning doesn't know it. Nobody else but her will see Chu Wanning like this ever again.
Now that Chu Wanning has been stripped down to her underwear, Taxian-jun grabs a thin wooden pole she'd set out. She uses the red rope to tie one of Chu Wanning's feet to an end, and the other several feet apart so that her legs are spread helplessly.
She takes a moment to look over her captive. Chu Wanning is flushed and shivering, bent over with her arms strung up behind her and her ass in the air. Her nipples are hard and showing through the fabric of her bra. Her lip has stopped bleeding from where Taxian-jun struck her, but a bruise is blooming on her cheek. She looks like she's about to cry. Taxian-jun hopes she does.
Chu Wanning's hair falls tangled and covering her face. That won't do. Taxian-jun needs to see every expression her new toy makes. She takes some of the red rope and ties Chu Wanning's hair back in a ponytail, and then strings the rope over to attach where her arms are tied. If she struggles or flinches, it will yank at her hair.
Now that she has Chu Wanning in position, she grabs her jaw, and forces her to look up at her, holding the knife to her neck with her other hand. She growls, "You're going to be a good slut for me now. I'm going to take the gag out and the only words I want to hear from you are 'thank you' or 'please', otherwise I have far less pleasant ways to break you into having manners." She tucks the knife back into its thigh holster, still keeping her grip on Chu Wanning's jaw, and then removes the spit-soaked gag.
Chu Wanning coughs and splutters, her eyes wide. Her mouth is open, inviting and pink. Taxian-jun spits into it. Chu Wanning makes a wounded noise and Taxian-jun glares her down. "Swallow. Good bitches accept what their masters give them." She lets her hand wander down to the knife, and Chu Wanning's eyes follow. She knows Taxian-jun's reputation. She knows she makes good on her threats. She swallows.
Next time Taxian-jun debases her this way, she will force Chu Wanning to thank her, but she suspects that even with the threats she'll still be too defiant to stoop that low this time. That's fine. They have all the time in the world. Savoring breaking her down is part of the fun.
She drops Chu Wanning's jaw, letting her head hang slack, watching the rope pull her hair taut. Taxian-jun slides her hand down into Chu Wanning's panties, into the softness of her pubic hair, down into her wet folds, lightly teasing her clit. Chu Wanning gasps in shock and embarassment. She tries to close her legs but they're tied wide open. "Mo Weiyu-!"
Taxian-jun flinches inwardly at her name from Chu Wanning's mouth, but she's practiced at maintaining a cold facade and it doesn't show. "Wanning, are you that stupid of a whore that you've forgotten what I said already? Shut the fuck up." She brings the two fingers that are now coated in Chu Wanning's slick up to Chu Wanning's mouth, and forces them in. "Suck. This is all your mouth is good for."
Chu Wanning immediately bites down. Taxian-jun had underestimated how defiant she'd be. She pulls her fingers back with a hiss of pain and slaps Chu Wanning hard. Her eyes glint dangerously. "This is how it's going to be, huh? You've just made things so much worse for yourself."
With that, she does what she's been denying herself: she takes out the knife again, and makes a clean slice down the center of Chu Wanning's bra. Her small tits, a perfect handful each, bounce free. The nipples are hard, and Taxian-jun wants to bite them. Chu Wanning bites her lip to stop from crying out in shame.
Taxian-jun cuts away her panties as well, and Chu Wanning shivers as the air hits the wetness of her cunt. Taxian-jun gropes it roughly, shoving two fingers inside just to hear Chu Wanning's stifled gasp. She pulls them out, brings her hand down hard on Chu Wanning's ass, and wipes off the wetness on the pink skin. Chu Wanning must be biting her lip hard to avoid crying out. Well, what's coming next will make her scream.
Taxian-jun walks slowly and deliberately over to the ornate wooden table nearby where she's laid out her implements for the evening. Chu Wanning watches her nervously.
First, the spider gag. Chu Wanning has proved she can't be trusted to have her mouth free. Next, a wooden paddle. And finally, her harshest pair of nipple clamps, connected together with an expensive gold chain. She walks back over to Chu Wanning, whose eyes are wide. She starts to say Taxian-jun's former name again, possibly to plead for mercy, but Taxian-jun takes advantage of her open mouth to insert the gag and buckle it. She leisurely runs her fingers along Chu Wanning's teeth and tongue, mouth held wide open by the gag, wiping them off on her cheek when she's done. "There's a good bitch."
She reaches down to fondle Chu Wanning's tits, pinching the nipples and twisting them, and when Chu Wanning finally breaks and lets out a small moan, Taxian-jun laughs cruelly. She flicks her nipples a few extra times to make sure they're hard, then attaches the clamps. Chu Wanning's shocked noises of pain send a gush of wetness to Taxian-jun's pussy. She strokes it casually through her designer suit pants. She'll indulge herself soon.
Now to torture Chu Wanning's ass and pussy with the paddle. She runs the paddle teasingly along the curve of her ass, before bringing it down hard, over and over. Chu Wanning cries out with each hit. Her ass is turning a lovely shade of red, and Taxian-jun knows it will bruise beautifully. She pauses for a moment to run her hand down and rub roughly at Chu Wanning's pussy. She's still trying to close her legs. Disobedient bitch.
She begins aiming her spanks with the paddle lower and lower until she's making contact with Chu Wanning's soaked cunt. She aims one particularly sharp hit directly on Chu Wanning's clit, and finally Chu Wanning screams for her. It's the loveliest sound she's ever heard.
Taxian-jun keeps going, as Chu Wanning continues to cry out with each hit. She's too far gone for shame now. Taxian-jun never expected she'd be this easy.
When Chu Wanning's pussy looks sufficiently red and tears have begun to stream down her face, Taxian-jun stops. She wipes the tears away with her leather gloved fingers, licking them off and grinning.
Then she rubs roughly at Chu Wanning's sore clit, taking in the pained moan as she does. "Wanning, I think you're finally ready to take my cock. Your little pussy is dripping for it."
Taxian-jun steps away for a moment, leaving Chu Wanning hanging in her bonds and panting. She takes her pants off and puts on the strap-on harness with practiced ease. The dildo that's attached is 20cm long, and it's thick too. Shiny gold silicone, curved so it will hit Chu Wanning's g-spot, and textured. Virginal Chu Wanning isn't going to find it easy to take and that thought makes Taxian-jun's breath quicken. She can't wait.
Her high heels click as she walks back to Chu Wanning's front, watching her eyes go wide with fear when she sees the strap. Chu Wanning struggles against the bondage, but only succeeds in pulling against the tie holding her hair up, leading to a whimper of pain.
Taxian-jun brings the dildo up to Chu Wanning's open, spider-gagged mouth. "Suck."
Despite the command, with her mouth held open by the gag there's not much she can do to actually suck it with any finesse even if she wanted to. Chu Wanning just has to take it as Taxian-jun fucks her face, spit running down her face as she chokes on it, little desperate gasps when Taxian-jun allows her to breathe.
"Get it nice and wet because it's going in your cunt next, that's a good bitch, good sloppy slut."
Taxian-jun takes pleasure in gripping Chu Wanning's hair and fucking the dildo down into her mouth, down to its root, again and again. Her choking and struggling against it only makes Taxian-jun wetter.
Finally she pulls out, Chu Wanning's spit dripping down onto the floor, her face flushed and eyes red rimmed from tears. The view is heaven.
She moves around to Chu Wanning's pussy, rubbing it again and giving it a sharp slap with her hand just to see Chu Wanning squeak and jerk again in the ropes.
Then, she guides the massive golden dildo down through Chu Wanning's sensitive and wet folds, until the tip is at the entrance to her hole. Taxian-jun starts slowly first, then pushes deeper and deeper, watching fascinated at the way her former professor's cunt takes it so well, tight and clenching but still making room, spreading her apart with her leather gloved hands to get a better view.
"Do you like this, taking your student's cock like an obedient whore? Your slutty body likes it, look how soaking wet you are and how well you take it, how eagerly your cunt is sucking me in."
With the strap completely in, Taxian-jun's hips flush against Chu Wanning's ass, Taxian-jun begins to move. Chu Wanning cries out as her sore and beaten pussy is pounded again and again. The base of the strap-on grinds just right against Taxian-jun's own clit and she knows with how worked up she is, it won't be long before she comes.
Her breath comes quicker and quicker, and she reaches around to rub at Chu Wanning's clit as well. The shame of Chu Wanning coming on her captor's strap and fingers will ruin her, and Taxian-jun needs that.
Just thinking about that is enough to send her over the edge, and Taxian-jun comes with a grunt, her hips stilling against Chu Wanning's.
She wishes she could have come inside her, wishes she could spill her seed in Chu Wanning's cunt and dirty it, but hearing Chu Wanning cry out (this time in pleasure) as she comes from Taxian-jun's fingers on her clit is a treasure in itself.
Taxian-jun pulls out, watching in fascination the way Chu Wanning's soaking wet cunt clings to the dildo, and then on shaky legs she goes to bring the strap to Chu Wanning's mouth again.
"Look at you, messy slut, coming from being fucked like that. Clean up your mess."
She unbuckles the spider gag and lets it fall to the floor, thinking correctly that Chu Wanning will be too fucked out to resist. "Lick it clean, or I have many more ways to punish disobedience."
Chu Wanning swallows, moving her jaw as she adjusts to the feeling of having her mouth free again, and then she sticks out her pink tongue and gently licks at the dildo, at her own slick covering it. Good slut.
When the strap-on has been cleaned to Taxian-jun's standards, she shoves the ruins of Chu Wanning's panties back in her mouth. Chu Wanning may be pliant right now, but she won't remain that way forever.
Taxian-jun runs her gloved hand down Chu Wanning's cheek, almost gently, before stepping back, taking a photo of her ruined former professor with her cell phone. Chu Wanning is flushed, drooling, with her torn clothes hanging lewdly off her and her pussy dripping on the floor. Taxian-jun thinks she might frame this photo, or keep it in her wallet, it's the most beautiful work of art.
"I'll be back later. Be a good pet for me and stay right there."