WARNING 18+ ONLY: pet play, mind manipulation, public, and more
Bai Xiao led his disciple through the market.
His little bitch had gradually become accustomed to walking on his knees, and was bewildered now that he was pulled by the wrist and half-held. Although the black clothes were worn neatly on the body and the fit was tight, a cut was made at the butt, revealing a circle of plush red flesh and a wet dog tail.
Because Bai Xiao walked too fast, the dog’s tail swayed restlessly, wrapping around his wrist.
Bai Xiao grabbed it with a smile and said, “I’ll hold your tail, and you walk ahead. How can there be a little bitch who stays in the owner’s arms and refuses to walk?”
The root of the dog’s tail had been soaked slick, every soft strand of fur gleaming and full of cum. Bai Xiao only needed to gently pull and the soft cave would reveal a red ring, wrapped tightly around the dog’s tail and sucking it continuously. A few drops of crystal clear and sticky juice would also be squeezed out.
Yu Ru’e’s tail was grabbed and yanked until he cried out, as if he was a puppy who was pinched in someone’s hand and arbitrarily kneaded. Each whimper was more grievous than the next, and even the dog ears drooped down. He had completely regarded the dog tail as a part of his body that nestled warmly and wetly in the guts, moving with his mood. He didn’t understand why his owner would mess with it.
Bai Xiao was much worse than he had imagined. Seeing him turn his head and a pair of crystal silver eyes looked at Bai Xiao in confusion under snowy eyelashes, he suddenly grabbed the base of the dog tail and twisted it around a few times. The wet soft fur immediately expanded, the strands swept across the sensitive insides, nudging every which way, extremely soft and slow. It was like a curious bird, fluffy and poking its head to pinch carefully at the anal walls. Once the walls settled in its grip, it yanked out ferociously, pulling everything with it. The intestines twitched again and again under this violent brushing. Then, Bai Xiao suddenly raised his wrist.
The bright red asshole was caught off guard and bright red flesh bloomed outwards. The beast bone had swelled to an amazing size and was tightly wrapped by a mass of smooth flesh, only revealing a dark edge. Yu Ru’e subconsciously tightened his anus, trying to keep his tail, but received a slap on the ass. He didn’t know how long he had been trained, but his body was extremely obedient, and he immediately relaxed his entrance with a tremble. He raised his arms and spat out the object buried in his lower belly.
With a bang, as if a cork popped out from the mouth of a bottle, his ass gaped as wet and soft red flesh pushed out the size of a thumb, shiny wet, and lustful.
Yu Ru’e froze for a moment before he reached out to seek his tail. But he only touched a slippery and hot hole that swallowed down his fingers. The tail couldn’t be found and the two canine ears in his hair had also disappeared.
As he was at a loss, Bai Xiao squeezed the dog tail and swept it lightly across the tip of his nose. Yu Ru’e stared blankly before suddenly looking up at him.
“Tail…”
Bai Xiao smiled and said, “Why are you looking at me? Go to the stall in front of you and pick a new tail. Master will gift it to you.”
There were many rogue cultivators in Lingxiao City. They knew that they didn’t have the ability to compete for exotic treasures so they set up stalls in the city to sell some scattered medicinal herbs and magic weapons instead. What treasures couldn’t people find in the large sects’ hands? So these rogue cultivators were very respectful, and all they took out were some unsought leftovers, but they had infinite wonderful uses.
Lingyuan-sanren was one of them.
He was an artifact cultivator and he had a unique way of hunting monsters and beasts. On the bamboo mat in front of him, there were dozens of pills of demon bones and a dozen or so processed beast tails.
There was a pair of thumb-sized, shiny white rings taken from the coccyx of a bull demon that was polished and soaked in milk for years. There was a crack in the middle, and when you gently open it, needles as thin as peach fuzz would pop out. Wear them on the tip of a pet’s nipple and even a man could form a pair of large breasts that flowed with milk all day long.
Several Danfeng feathers were twisted into extremely slender, hard sticks. When exposed to water, they would flutter open and become hot. They were used to torture pet slaves’s unrinary holes, forcing them to endure the pain of unable to pee.
A Rouque’s demon bone, shaped like a red pill. Swallowing it would allow wings to grow on the back, soft but always itchy.
Too many of the beast tails were inferior products with low spiritual energy, but their appearances were pleasing. Although they were not conducive to cultivation, they were quite aesthetic to decorate their pets with.
Lingyuan-sanren was sitting cross-legged on the ground, dozing off, when suddenly, a snow-white hand reached out before him.
This was obviously a hand used to holding a sword, the fingers were long and slender, skin as clear as jade. A crimson fluffy fox tail was held between those fingers.
Lingyuan-sanren spoke attentively, “This cultivator friend has a good eye! The demon tail of this century-old red fox is the softest and fluffiest, and its fur is bright and vibrant. If the slave’s skin is snow-white, and it’s inserted into the butt…”
He had been a rogue cultivator for many years and his eyes were sharp. With just one glance, he could see that this person had no cultivation base and his aura was full of the sweetness of having been thoroughly trained. The cultivator couldn’t help but quietly raise his eyes.
The young man’s silky white hair hung down against black clothes, only his lips were full of vermilion. Beneath the snow-white eyelashes, a pair of serene eyes revealed a childish dazedness.
His mind was pure and clean like an immortal who was not familiar with the world, like the snow on the top of a mountain. But his body was developed to be red, wet, and soft. He was used to serving men, he was seductive without knowing it.
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Even though Lingyuan wasn’t attracted to men, he still gulped.
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The white-haired youth shrank back a bit, obviously frightened by his words. But he really liked this big tail. Most of his face was buried in the fluff, only a pair of dewy eyes were exposed, and he whispered, “I want the tail…”
The cultivator embraced him and sighed, “Really can’t remember pain.”
The smile on his lips was soft and he lowered his head and whispered indulgently, his black hair falling forward. He spoke while handing over a bag of spirit stones, “I’ll buy them all.”
Lingyuan-sanren secretly sneered, what a fake gentleman.
But since he was a rare big customer, he was also happy to add some services.
He rummaged in his sleeve for a moment and found a simple and warm wooden box, in which laid a dark red thread.
This thread was called False Fate.
Cultivators had two predestined relationships between good and evil, one red and one black, which grew at the base of the pinky. It was like a silk thread tied to a pine tree. Once an evil karma emerged, they must immediately cut at the bone joint and pick them out, otherwise they would be destroyed and discarded. It was detrimental to Daoism. Good karma was the other way around, never to betray or leave for the rest of one’s life. Once they met someone they loved, it would come out and quietly tie to the other person’s pinky. If the two people were in love, they would become united.
The thread in front of them was cut from the fingers of a pair of Daoist companions who sacrificed their love. Even if it was tied to a mortal or a demon, a false good relationship could be born.
There were many cultivators who used this to deceive a strong demon’s sincerity and kill them. It was extremely suitable to con pet slaves and make them dead set on pleasing their masters.
Bai Xiao naturally knew this, his eyes gleamed, and he accepted it with a smile.
He didn’t intend to trick his disciple, but wanted to do the opposite and let his disciple tie the thread on himself, well aware of the hypocrisy of these actions.
Holding the red thread, he dangled it in front of his disciple. Yu Ru’e looked over in puzzlement.
“This red thread is used to tie the nipples,” Bai Xiao said with a smile. “The two nipples are pulled together and tied tightly so that not a drop of milk can come out. Then the little bitch can only hold the nipples and cry.”
Yu Ru’e was stunned and held the red fox tail tightly in his arms, looking at him suspiciously.
“Unless… you tie it to your little finger.” Bai Xiao paused and said, “I’ll show you a trick.”
A red thread was tied to the base of Yu Ru’e’s snow-white fingers. The red string was like a spiritual snake, one end floating in the air leisurely. Bai Xiao’s hand hung down beside him, motionless, and this swirl of affection tentatively approached, wanting to entangle the sword immortal’s clearly defined pinky.
But before it could make contact, the red string suddenly shook, as if it was broken by an invisible sword energy, and fell to the ground.
Yu Ru’e’s eyes widened when he saw this. Bai Xiao smiled, “How crafty is the master’s trick?”
He was born as a masterless sword and his heart was free from obstacles, hanging high above the Nine Heavens. But at the moment when he was drunk and carved out a piece of white jade, his heart moved, and his feelings opened in response.
Since then, he had truly become a living creature.
His emotional tribulation raised his head and opened a pair of clear eyes, resting on his lap.
At that time, he secretly thought that it was not good. His body was made of gold and iron, and he was afraid that he would turn into a mortal because of this person.
The sword spirit originally had a clear mind, his cultivation leaping forwards thousands of miles a day without the pain of needing breakthroughs. However, after tens of thousands of years of cultivation, a heart demon developed.
He went to Yu Ru’e the day before he merged with the Dao.
Yu Ru’e just came out of the bath. He is putting on his clothes. His white hair was wet and sticking to his face. His black clothes hung on his elbows, revealing a section of snow-white neck bare shoulders. Slim and delicate, faintly glowing.
Hearing a sound, he turned his head. The snow-white eyelashes were still damp and his lips were a bright red. He smiled slightly, and there was a very shallow dimple on his cheek, like a glowing pearl.
Bai Xiao’s fingertips itched and a mortal cultivator’s thread of fate was born.
It was a pitch-black evil relationship, as vicious as the roots of a ghost vine, with claws and hooks trying to pounce on the snow-white back. Bai Xiao calmly took it in his hand and gripped it firmly.
He had evil desires in his heart, so what was born between his fingers was naturally evil.
A sword cultivator was naturally moody and erratic, and he didn’t care about fate, good or evil. He just… just wanted this person.
Bai Xiao said, “Yu’er, this master and you have the fate of Daoist companions. If you are willing, come here. If you are not willing, just blink your eyes.”
Yu Ru’e looked at him silently for a moment, then blinked.
Bai Xiao said, “Alright.”
With a flick of his finger, an invisible sword intent swept out, stabbing out that mass of evil fate along with blood and flesh.
The evil fate was endless, so the sword intent lingered.
From then on, there was no more fate on his fingers, just as his heart would move no more.
Bai Xiao was in a daze and his fingers warmed slightly.
Yu Ru’e was holding his fingers as he earnestly wrapped the red thread round and round and tied a knot.
Every now and then, he glanced at him from under his eyelashes. As if he was a little proud and was obediently waiting for his praise.
The red thread was entangled solidly and did not break, because Bai Xiao’s sword intent would not hurt him in the slightest.
Bai Xiao touched the top of his hair and said softly, “Yu’er is really amazing.”
Bai Xiao was in a good mood, and Yu Ru’e naturally felt it. He thought he could secretly breathe a sigh of relief and play with his tail for a while, but his moody master grabbed him by the waist, carried him into the narrow alley, and pressed him against the wall.
The hem of the black robes was lifted, revealing a snow-white waist and abdomen, the white jade-like male root was half erect, and the little red bean was not covered.
“Hold the edge of your clothes yourself,” Bai Xiao said, “your master needs to put a tail on the little fox.”
Yu Ru’e’s lips parted and held the corner of the robes, wetting the cloth.
He held one of his thighs in one hand and raised it high. Red and moist genital was turned out between his legs, and the flush and plump lower lips parted like peony petals, sticking wetly to the inner legs. Bai Xiao twirled the bulging pearl, forcing him to pant. He had long lost his mind and didn’t understand how obscene it was to expose his genitals and let others play with them in broad daylight. He only knew that his clit was aching and full. It almost melted under the calloused fingers and his thighs trembled minutely.
“Ah… feels so good, it’s about to melt…”
“Would you like to wear a small ring here?” Bai Xiao said, pinching the little bean, forcing the hard seed out, and gently scraping it with his fingernails, “When the time comes, your core won’t be able to shrink back, and you won’t even be able to walk. You can only be held in your master’s hands, crying and climaxing while crawling.”
“Don’t want a small ring,” Yu Ru’e shook his head, his eyes were wet and hazy, with slight grievance, “want tail…”
Seeing that Bai Xiao didn’t move, he pried his own pussy open, inserted two fingers, and opened up the soft and red hole.
The scabbard inside became no thicker than a finger according to its master’s intention, and it didn’t go deep into the womb. The red and wet entrance twitched and trembled, like a red jujube.
Bai Xiao was teased hot by him, and said solemnly, “Your master will help you wear the tail.”
In the narrow alley, a young man in black robes was pressed against the rough wall, holding the hem of his clothing in his mouth, revealing a snow-white chest and two swollen red nipples.
The person in front of him raised his two thighs and placed them on around his waist, his hips pistoning. A bright red cunt was wrapped around a hard object and was rapidly parted. A large amount of slutty juices splashed out from where they met, making sticky and wet sounds.
The young man’s body was suspended in the air, the weight of his whole body fell on the smoothly pierced vagina, wrapped tight around the hardness that slapped against it.
His eyes were glazed from being fucked out, his snow-white eyelashes were wet, drool from the corner of his lips as if incontinent. His arms were looped around the invader’s sweaty neck, the fingers clenching. From time to time he was pounded into calling out, as if crying and begging under the claws of a fierce beast.
A fluffy fox tail was held in his reddened back entrance. The cover at the top of the fox tail was tightly looped around an ink-jade dildo. This fox tail could drive the wet phallic jade in and out of his ass.
This tail was really too big, about half a person’s height, fluffy and soft, and could be hugged by both arms. Even at the base, it was at least the size of a child’s fist. The short clumps of fur were wet, expanding and bloating the gluttonous mouth below.
While Bai Xiao fucked him, he grabbed the fox tail in one hand and twisted it. The semi-soft fox fur shifted off, sweeping and grinding over every sensitive fold.
Yu Ru’e whimpered immediately, biting the hem of his clothes. Two large red fox ears folded back in his hair. He didn’t dare to resist, only putting his chin against his owner’s neck, sobbing, “Don’t… don’t want tail… too deep, it’s going to burst.”
The response he received was an even deeper pounding of both the front and rear at the same time.
His lower abdomen cramped and his two snow-white legs trembled uncontrollably. The blocked male genitalia was swollen red.
The pearl-white teeth unclenched and a red tongue poked out from between the wet lips, like a red flower stamen, a strand of saliva hanging down.
With a splat, it fell on Bai Xiao’s sturdy back, drawing out an obscene wet trail.
Bai Xiao’s body shook, slamming in out of countrol, directly penetrating the inner cavity, and the scabbard was pushed into the uterus in one fell swoop.
Yu Ru’e only had time to cover his lower abdomen and let out a cry, his pupils dilated to the extreme.
At the moment of climax, his ruthless Dao heart flashed slightly, which actually instantly restored his clarity.
It’s just that the moment of clarity was too weak. Under the frantic rush of pleasure, it teetered like a small boat in a storm.
Yu Ru’e’s eyes were wide, and he didn’t understand what happened. So he just stared at himself being held in his arms by the master, being fucked into squirting.
His legs were brazenly spread like a slut, spewing clear juice between his thighs. His chest was raised high, and his red nipple was held in a hot mouth, squirting out a stream of pure white milk.
Yu Ru’e’s lips trembled. He looked at his body which betrayed his Dao heart. Like a prostitute, he indulged in sex with men. In the extreme orgasm and extreme disbelief, he only had time to let out sweet moans.
It was not until he endured the climax in sobriety that his pupils slackened and he fell back into confusion.
He became that lewd and innocent little fox again.
Bai Xiao didn’t allow him to orgasm exactly because of this. Although the ruthless Dao heart was asleep, it would wake up during the peak of bodily pleasure and awaken the sleeping consciousness. For the icy immortal, this coercive pleasure was probably another kind of insult in disguise.
After the orgasm, the little fox slumped in his arms, closed his eyes contentedly, and let out a few sweet nasal hums from time to time. The big red tail crossed between his legs, stuck against the sticky slit, and was hugged between his sweaty arms.
Excessive orgasm exhausted his body to the limit. His chin lowered little by little, and his snow-white eyelashes drooped.
Bai Xiao hastily smoothed out the black clothes, and with a flick of his fingers, he shrunk his disciple to the size of his thumb and hid him in his sleeve.
It’s here.
He secretly thought.
Commissioned by Nyanmaru
A little foxy!!!
I also hope to see Yu Ru’e wear wings