Chapter 145

The girl’s camera was focused on her genitals, where a few sparse pubic hairs were curled haphazardly, and the wall was covered with glistening water droplets.

Black ink streaks appeared on the inner thighs; those were words written with a marker earlier, now smudged by the vaginal fluid flowing out.

Song Ning:

“Then I’ll wait for you to come to the capital. Hurry up and get things ready!”

Peach:

“Okay, I’m going to take a shower now. After I’m clean, I want to look at my brother’s picture and touch my pussy!”

Song Ning:

“Okay, go ahead, I’ll send you a video I just filmed in a bit so you can watch it and masturbate.”

Peach:

“Okay! Then I’ll also film a video of acupressure points and show it to my brother!”

After the two hung up the phone, Song Ning sent the video she had just filmed of Bai Jin having sex to her, and also forwarded it to the group chat that Zhao Yi and Jing Hui had created.

Zhao Yi texted him saying that the video looked exactly like the photo from before, and she couldn’t remember what Bai Jin looked like at all. Song Ning could only try to fool his girlfriend by saying it was a phone effect.

“These special effects are so amazing, my husband could do a live stream on Twitter!”

Zhao Yi’s words reminded Song Ning that she used to be afraid of being exposed and dared not do live broadcasts on Space. She could only edit the photos and videos she took to cover up those features that were easy to recognize before she dared to post them on Twitter.

Now that we have the [Forgotten Mask], it seems like we can livestream something on Twitter.

“Master…do you have other female dogs?”

Bai Jin snuggled closer, nestled in Song Ning’s arms, and looked at his phone. Song Ning showed her the chat messages with his fans and explained:

“These are my Twitter followers and my girlfriend. Show them the video I just filmed, and let them see how well-behaved you are!”

Bai Jin had no idea that others wouldn’t recognize her in the video. She just felt a strong sense of security. Even though her master had a girlfriend and fans, she was the only one who was her master’s obedient bitch!

She suppressed her inner joy and said:

“Does Master have many fans? Have they all seen Bai Jin submitting to Master’s feet?”

Song Ning opened her Twitter profile, where the nearly 50,000 followers were still slowly increasing. Her tweet had just received thousands of likes and comments. While showing the girl the praise from her followers, she said:

“Look, so many people like you!”

“They all said they hadn’t seen enough and wanted me to post a few more tweets.”

Bai Jin could tell that Song Ning wanted to take more photos, so she naturally wouldn’t refuse and offered to say:

“Then Master, please take some more pictures. Bai Jin also wants Master to play with her more…”

Song Ning had no experience with SM, and both she and Zhao Yi had only dabbled in it. They had, however, watched some other people’s videos and could try to imitate them. Stroking Bai Jin’s head, she said:

“Then let’s go to the other classroom and show them some fun things.”

Bai Jin’s eyes lit up. What Song Ning said was exactly what she wanted. Although the incredibly stimulating sex just now had satisfied her body, she still felt that something was missing in her mind.

She hurriedly scrambled up from beside Song Ning, found the leather cord that had been tied to the collar, and used her mouth to carry it back to Song Ning’s side.

Song Ning took the leather cord Bai Jin handed him. The girl raised her head, revealing the collar around her neck, and looked at him with expectant eyes.

Song Ning first tugged at Bai Jin’s torn nightgown, the thin fabric breaking into pieces on the bed.

Seeing the naked, beautiful body kneeling beside him, Song Ning could no longer restrain himself and snapped the buckle at one end of the whip onto the collar.

Let’s go!

Song Ning called out, tugged at the leather rope in her hand, got out of bed, and pulled Bai Jin toward the stairs.

Bai Jin obediently climbed off the bed, kneeling on the ground with both hands and feet, crawling even faster than Song Ning, just like a dog eagerly waiting for its owner to play with it.

Bai Jin wiggled her hips happily in front of Song Ning, constantly turning back to look. Although she didn’t say anything, her expression was full of impatient urging.

Her buttocks swayed back and forth, and white fluid was still flowing from her pink vulva sandwiched in the middle.

Song Ning tugged at the rope, and the moment Bai Jin turned around, she used her phone to record this lewd moment.

Seeing her master’s erect penis, she couldn’t help but climb back, hug Song Ning’s thighs with both hands, and open her small mouth to suck on his penis.

He sucked a few times, then spat it out and licked from the scrotum to the glans with his tongue. After licking it a few more times, he turned around and climbed back up the stairs to the training room.

Song Ning used his phone to record these wonderful moments, shook the drool off his penis, and then stepped onto the stairs.

The training room was no different from the first time they came, except that there was a black leather sofa chair in the center. Song Ning led Bai Jin over and sat on the sofa chair. Bai Jin obediently climbed between Song Ning’s legs and used her little mouth to please her master’s penis.

Song Ning opened her phone and started a live stream on Twitter Space. On the phone screen, there was a cute image of Bai Jin holding a penis and licking and sucking it.

“We should get a phone stand; the lighting isn’t very good either…”

He thought to himself that after seeing the professional equipment at Qi Ya’s (Rao Xiaoxiao’s) place, Song Ning’s eye for professional equipment had also become much more discerning.