Chapter 33: Repeated Insults

After a round of turbulent passion,

the girl was completely drained, lying exhausted in Cai Jing’er’s arms, her forehead dotted with fine sweat, strands of hair sticking to her brow.

Cai Jing’er entered her afterglow, her palm gently stroking the dense red marks on the girl’s skin.

“Tomorrow’s the weekend, right? I’ll take you to buy some clothes.”

After the hard discipline comes a sweet reward; the tactic was old but always effective.

“Mm…”

The girl’s eyelids drooped with fatigue, her voice soft and faint.

“Can I rest at home? I feel so tired.”

“I’m kindly taking you to buy clothes and you want to refuse?”

Cai Jing’er immediately denied her: “You have to come with me tomorrow. Look at what you’re wearing—you don’t even mind looking disgraceful going out like that.”

“Alright then.”

Bai Rourou timidly agreed; fine, buying clothes was fine, having new outfits to wear was nice after all.

“Since you have some strength left, let’s go again.”

Cai Jing’er grabbed the girl’s arm, enthusiastically planning to continue.

“No, I can’t.”

The girl shook her head hurriedly, trying to refuse.

“I say yes, so it’s yes.”

A trace of obsession flashed in Cai Jing’er’s beautiful eyes as her palm stroked Bai Rourou’s skin, smooth like fine silk.

“Bai Rourou, do those clients treat you like this too?”

Suddenly, Cai Jing’er felt a surge of resentment and pressed down harder.

“No, no they don’t.”

Feeling the pain, the girl’s face flushed with distress as she pitifully said, “I just let them touch my face, sometimes kiss my cheek, nothing else.”

“Isn’t that enough?”

Cai Jing’er’s voice grew rough: “They’re all women. Isn’t that enough already? Bai Rourou, you’re really filthy. If Gong Nanxue knew you were this filthy, what would she think?”

The girl bit her lip tightly, then after a moment quietly said, “Please don’t tell Sister Nan.”

“Heh~”

Cai Jing’er laughed, but the smile was cold.

Her fingertip traced the girl’s chin, slowly sliding down: “You like Gong Nanxue that much? You’d even work at a place like that just to live with her?”

“So what?”

The girl’s voice was soft but resolute: “I just like Sister Nan, I don’t like you.”

“I don’t want your cheap, filthy affection.”

Cai Jing’er blurted instinctively.

Bai Rourou lowered her gaze slightly, secretly wanting to say that if she was too filthy, then she shouldn’t bully her.

But she knew if she said that, she’d suffer even more.

Unexpectedly, Cai Jing’er didn’t make another move.

Instead, she turned off the light and locked Bai Rourou in her arms in an possessive embrace.

Her face slowly drew close, pressing against Rourou’s snow-white neck adorned with a collar, hot breaths constantly caressing behind her ear.

Finally a moment to rest—Bai Rourou didn’t dare move, just obediently softened herself to be held.

She naively thought, Maybe if I fall asleep, she won’t bother me anymore.

Until, in the haze of sleep, she suddenly felt something wet and warm at her ear.

Cai Jing’er had taken her delicate earlobe into her mouth!

Instantly, Bai Rourou’s entire body went limp, fighting with all her might to keep silent.

What a pervert!

Bai Rourou hated the thought fiercely—if she ever got the chance to escape this pervert, she swore she would leave without hesitation.

Accompanied by the girl’s soft gasps, another sleepless night unfolded.

***

“Why won’t these red marks fade?”

The next morning, Bai Rourou looked at the dense red rope marks all over her body, feeling miserable.

Though her skin was prone to marks, they usually healed quickly.

Why were they still visible after a whole night?

How could she go out like this?

“So pretty.”

Cai Jing’er noticed the red marks and nodded in satisfaction, regarding the bright red lines as trophies symbolizing her fierce dominance.

“But I can’t go out like this.”

Her arms and even wrists were covered in fine red marks.

Bai Rourou looked at Cai Jing’er with hopeful eyes.

“So can I stay home and rest, Master?”

“It’s not like you can’t cover them up.”

Cai Jing’er didn’t care about Bai Rourou’s feelings and flatly refused: “Hurry and change, we’re leaving soon.”

Bai Rourou took the clothes Cai Jing’er handed her—a short black dress with mid-length sleeves.

“This is my dress. It’s a bit small, so it fits you perfectly.”

“Mm.”

Bai Rourou pursed her lips, about to change in the bathroom when Cai Jing’er called out.

“Change right here.”

***

Wearing a waist-cinching black dress, Bai Rourou’s figure was highlighted, the precise waistline giving her a graceful silhouette.

The wide sleeves covered her upper arms halfway, and the loose cuffs revealed slender, fair arms, adding a touch of cuteness.

“But my legs…”

Bai Rourou glanced down at her long, fair legs, marked with many red lines that would definitely draw attention outside.

“Wear these.”

Cai Jing’er handed her a pair of suspender black stockings, a mischievous smile playing on her lips: “Over-the-knee stockings tend to slip down. Suspender stockings are much better. Rourou, you don’t want them slipping and showing those marks, do you?”

Bai Rourou wanted to argue that full tights were also fine.

But refusal wasn’t an option.

She put on the decidedly provocative suspenders, the faintly visible garters and the striking pale skin above them hidden beneath the skirt.

With every step or breeze, the skirt lifted slightly, making it easy for others to catch a glimpse.

“Perfect. On the surface, you look pure, but underneath, you’re shamelessly naughty—very fitting for Bai Rourou.”

The girl said nothing, her clear eyes tinged with grievance.

She didn’t understand why Cai Jing’er kept insulting her when she hadn’t really done anything to offend her.

“Master, you like Gong Nanxue so much, why don’t you go to her? Why do you keep bullying me?”

Cai Jing’er paused, then frowned and snapped, “What does my business have to do with you? And when have I ever bullied you?”

Bai Rourou fell silent.

All this coercion and yet she claimed not to bully her. Did she ever ask her opinion?

So unfair!

Hearing this, Cai Jing’er thought of Gong Nanxue and felt her previous obsession strangely wane.

She had once liked Gong Nanxue so much, but after venting her feelings on Bai Rourou, that love seemed to vanish in an instant.