Chapter 47

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Bai Zhi slowly made her way onto the platform. The cross rose up from the ground, and Li Xiao was chained to it like a sacrificial god. Although he was completely subdued, he looked as if he had the situation under control. He showed a Buddha-like calmness.

Di Qing handed her a heavy, long whip. He stood by watching her.

Sunlight streamed through gaps of the webbed skyline. There was a hushed silence across the entire stadium.

On the cross was Li Xiao: his pale, translucent skin was exposed, his head was cocked to the side, his eyes were wide and staring at her without blinking. Bai Zhi’s hands trembled under his eerie gaze.

She looked away, wrapped the whip around her wrist twice, gripped the base firmly, and lashed at an area with no bandages.

Crack!

Li Xiao’s expression stayed the same; it was as if he didn’t even feel the lash of the whip.

“Use more power,” Di Qing remarked.

Low snickers broke out in the crowd below.

Bai Zhi’s face became hot. She held her breath, mustered up her strength, and struck again.

“It’s still not hard enough,” Lu Ye couldn’t help adding.

She waved the whip again. This time Li Xiao let out an evocative groan. Downstairs, something was beginning to stir. Between his legs, a beast was awakening from its deep sleep. It steadily grew and filled with blood, turning a dark shade of red.

There was a roar of laughter from the below.

She bit her lip—her face flushed even hotter. She tried to not look at Li Xiao’s crotch and continued to lash at him.

Li Xiao’s cock stood proudly. He was hard—too hard.

Bai Zhi looked towards Di Qing beseechingly. Even he looked like he was trying hard not to laugh. He nodded, “That’s enough, give me the whip.”

Di Qing large, callused hands engulfed her own. He surreptitiously rubbed the back of her hand, causing her to shudder, before taking the whip from her.

He drew his arm back and swung forth. The whip split the air and hurtled towards Li Xiao. This time, Li Xiao let out a painful grunt.

Once, twice…

Li Xiao’s erection struggled to endure but softened in the end. Still, he continued to stare at her.

Bai Zhi avoided his gaze. She hid her hot cheeks with shame. She didn’t understand how a serious public punishment could end up like this.

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Outside the floor to ceiling windows was a familiar barren landscape.

Bai Zhi stared off into the distant horizon. It was extremely quiet—there wasn’t even a bird or squirrel in sight. Just what kind of impassable mechanisms were there outside these prison walls that made it possible for only one person, Li Xiao, to break out?

“You’ve gotten bolder,” Di Qing said in a cryptic tone.

Bai Zhi shook her head, “What difference does it make… even if I’ve gotten bolder…”

“As long as you understand,” Di Qing said, “Now strip.”

Bai turned around to look at Di Qing who was leaning back on the sofa with his legs spread apart looking very relaxed. His dark gray uniform shirt was neat and tucked into his black trousers with a pistol at his waist. Another similar but smaller uniform sat on the coffee table in front of him.

“Put it on. Right now.” His voice was calm and steady just like his eyes under the lenses of his glasses. She could never tell what he was thinking.

He clearly meant to stay and watch her change.

Bai Zhi slowly exhaled. She complied with his demand and rolled the hem of her uniform up with both hands.

Little by little, her delicate, pale skin became exposed to the air— first, her supple rounded thighs, then the secret garden where her two thighs met, and lastly, the pair of jiggly white tits and rosy nipple buds. Because of the cool air in the room, they slowly beaded and turned crimson.

There was a shy blush on Bai Zhi’s cheeks. Her legs were crossed, and she tried to cover her bosom with her thin arms. She sent an imploring look at Di Qing.

“Come here,” he ordered. His gaze flicked to her hands with a hint of displeasure and irritation.

Bai Zhi dropped her hands under his intimidating gaze; all she wanted was to put her clothes back on. Her hands trembled. She bit her lip but walked to him nonetheless. He had an unobstructed view of her erect nipples.

She was still not used to having her body on display like this. He liked this, she knew. He liked to watch her give in and succumb to him and then fuck her to oblivion.

On the outside, she dared not resist, when in fact, she was starting to derive a dark sense of pleasure from it.

“Unzip me and sit down on your own.”

Di Qing always looked nonchalant as if he couldn’t be provoked. His eyes always seemed to see right through her yet still seem distant and passive.

She bent down without covering her next breasts and slowly unfastened his trousers.

An angry red penis popped out; it startled Bai Zhi. She fell back to straddle his thighs, and she could feel Di Qing’s penetrating gaze on her.

But… she wasn’t completely wet yet. There was no way she could take him in like this.

Without warning, Di Qing leaned in. He sucked in one of her nipples and started to tease her with his tongue. A burst of tingling pleasure enveloped her body.

Di Qing pulled her waist closer and took one of her hands in his. He forced her to touch herself. Bai Zhi abashedly pressed down on her clitoris and rubbed it back and forth. Their fingers entangled and penetrated her moist passageway together. Slowly, their fingers began to thrust.

Di Qing’s breathing grew heavy. It was hot against her ears. Quickly her pussy became wet and overflowed. Her sticky juices dripped onto the crown of his erection and slipped down, coating him a sticky, transparent glaze.

“Okay, spread your pussy lips and sit down on me.” Di Qing’s voice was still cold, but there was a slight hoarseness now.

Bai Zhi colored with shame. She withdrew her fingers and gently pulled apart her labia. The little pearl popped out, swollen with need. Her pussy distended, and the entrance gaped open to him, inviting him in. She steadied the tip of his cock and slowly moved her hips down to meet his thick meat stick.

“Mmmmm…” She moaned at the sudden burst of pleasure as their bodies made contact. Her petals fluttered and tried to draw him in. His breathing became more erratic; the giant below her twitched once and seemed to grow even bigger.

She bit back her embarrassment and bit down the broad, bulbous head of his cock with difficulty. Gradually, his entire glans was swallowed into her small orifice. The greedy little mouth sucked him in greedily, spitting out a sticky spray of saliva.

“The real murderer is Zhao Zixun, right?” Di Qing asked suddenly.

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