To Covet (GL) - Chapter 57

Putting on the headphones, the mirror reflected a faint point of light hidden within my loose hair.

I pushed the earpieces hard into my ear canals. While the pressure hurt, Yu Zhouwan’s breathing was instantly amplified, a rustling sound blowing in. I forced myself to regulate my breathing, preventing it from being disrupted by the rapidly blinking blue light.

Even though the sound of the water and the bathroom door blocked all noise, my subconscious still felt that someone might pierce the darkness and peep through the glowing screen into my privacy—specifically, at the person on the other end, who was on the edge of desire, with reason about to be overthrown.

“Sister.”

The entirety of my hearing was surrendered to Yu Zhouwan’s breathing.

“Yu Keyi…”

“Sister,” my voice was lowered to barely a whisper, “where did Sister like to start touching when she masturbated before?”

“I… I don’t know.”

The sound of fabric rustling came through. In my fantasy, she had completely hidden herself within the barrier created by the blankets, isolating all shame.

“Oh? Sister, do you really want me to teach you how to masturbate?” I deliberately feigned hesitation and confusion. “I thought Sister was intentionally tempting me, wanting me to hear your moans during climax.”

Her breathing grew heavier, either from a lack of oxygen or perhaps nervousness.

“Except for making love with Sister, I’ve never masturbated,” my soft laugh stood out clearly against her silence. “Sister is clearly the most wanton and vulgar one, always wanting to suck me willingly. Did you get wet yourself while giving your little sister oral sex, shedding a lot of fluid?”

“Keyi…”

I knew she couldn’t help but reach her fingers between her legs.

She struggled to steady the trembling in her throat to cover it up, but I wasn’t in a hurry to interrupt her absorption and involvement.

“Sister, do you agree with everything your little sister says?”

She gently hummed, tacitly consenting to further control.

“Really? Then I will definitely… make Sister climax.”

Compared to her anxiety and eagerness, I wanted to start with inducement through a few words.

“As long as you listen to me.”

“Puppy, put on your headphones and listen to your Master’s command.”

I suddenly remembered her saying during sex that she understood me better than anyone, knowing all my sensitive spots better than anyone.

Because an unbreakable bond tied us together, the forbidden fruit we exchanged, though born of sordid and perverse intentions, was never truly rejected by either of us. Beneath the pushes and invasions lay a willing enjoyment of fetish and incestuous acts.

“Master…” Compared to her previous awkwardness and hesitation, a hint of flirtation and seduction was present in the dialogue, where we were both plunged into darkness with only our voices remaining.

“Sister,” I nearly let my own voice slip out, unable to suppress it due to her provocation. “Now, you can reach your finger down there, use your finger to spread your labia, pinch your clit, and gently press and rub it with your index finger.”

“Mhm…”

A short syllable. It was hard to distinguish whether it was a simple sign of agreement or an involuntary moan during her masturbation.

“Keep your underwear on. Don’t slip your finger inside.”

The elongated sound of her breathing briefly paused.

“The friction of the fabric is much more pleasurable than fingers,” I turned the water on louder, ensuring it would cover my own speech. “Good sister, be obedient. Put the phone closer. I want to hear the sound of your underwear rubbing against your clit.”

Her panting abruptly lessened, replaced by a subtle rustling sound.

“I can’t hear you,” I was not satisfied with her performance. “Sister, it must not be comfortable enough, right? Press a little harder. Is the crease of flesh at the back also completely wet?”

“Okay… mhm…” She agreed obediently. “It’s a little… wet…”

“Only a little? Isn’t it completely soaked?” I questioned her words. “You’re flowing so quickly. Did you secretly masturbate and not follow your Master’s instructions?”

Her moans and whimpers continued, and her fingers didn’t stop moving.

“Send a clear picture. Tell Master you haven’t flowed a lot of fluid and are not a wanton, low-class puppy.”

“Master,” Yu Zhouwan suddenly hesitated. “Do I… have to take a picture?”

“Disobeying an order, once,” I was waiting for her hesitation. “If a puppy is disobedient, should she spank her own butt three times, or should she wait for me to come back and double the punishment?”

“I want to wait for Master to come back,” she quickly made her choice, clenching her teeth to prevent a whimper from escaping her throat. “Puppy… likes to have her butt spanked by Master. With a belt, with a hand, anything is fine.”

“What else do you like?”

“I like… being tied up, and then sucking Master’s…” Yu Zhouwan couldn’t bring herself to say the explicit, vulgar word. I could almost imagine her biting her teeth, face flushed with the effort. “Giving Master oral sex, making Master feel good.”

“If you don’t want to take a picture, then make a video, hmm?” I knew what she was afraid of, but I didn’t intend to let her worries interrupt the debauched atmosphere. “I need to check if the puppy’s masturbation technique is correct. I can’t get enough of the soft moans you masturbate for me to listen to.”

With the actual terms of address stripped away, all requests and commands became blunt.

The fabric vaguely outlined the shape of her labia. Fingers, slick with clear fluid, moved up and down, futilely attempting to shield the wet underwear.

“Why did you stop masturbating? Are you satisfied so quickly?” The other end suddenly went quiet. I was annoyed by the limitations of phone talk. If I weren’t worried about the two people sleeping outside, making me afraid to speak loudly or turn on the light, I would have dragged Yu Zhouwan into a video call. “Since that’s the case, Sister, I’m hanging up.”

“No!” Yu Zhouwan was unwilling to let it end so quickly. “Keyi, you really won’t show those pictures to anyone else, right?”

“Of course not. I’ll keep them treasured always,” I didn’t correct her term of address. I turned my head. The faint light from my phone illuminated the lower half of my face. The person making the promise in the mirror looked like a complete stranger. “Unless my Wanwan Sister wants to become someone else’s puppy, thinking of others while masturbating.”

“No, I’m always thinking of Master,” she vehemently denied. “Thinking of the scene where I use my tongue and lips to make Master climax makes me so itchy. I want to squeeze my legs, I want to press hard on the clit there.”

“The puppy knows how to squeeze her legs, yet says she doesn’t know how to masturbate?”

“Bad, lying puppy. That’s another spanking count.”

“Sister, I want to tie you to the bed and spank your pussy with a belt. Tell me, if I treat the puppy like that, will she ejaculate from pleasure?”

The constant creation of sexual fantasy and the movement of her hand on her clit continuously stimulated her. Her steady breathing grew frantic again. The pleasure, which hadn’t completely subsided, was reawakened by the push of the fantasy.

“Are you flowing fluid again?”

“Mhm… It’s still warm.”

“Insert it.”

“Ah…” The blunt command left her unsure of how to proceed.

“Use your finger. From your pussy, insert it.”

“Puppy, remember the pictures and videos.”

I turned the water flow to maximum. Continuing to turn the water valve, I could see the water still gushing out with my eyes, which were gradually adjusting to the darkness. Drops of water splashed onto my feet.

“Mmmh—”

Her voice trembled, elongating and growing weaker. The act of insertion didn’t bring pleasure—in the video, half a finger was laboriously swallowed by the slick, glistening pussy. The pinkish-white flesh of her inner thighs, like the pussy entrance, continuously contracted, rejecting the insertion. She had to spread her legs to film it.

“Master, it hurts so much.”

“Don’t stop rubbing and pinching the clit.”

I was acting on a sudden impulse, remembering the time she performed fingering on me while responding to Shi Yunya. Out of a delayed sense of revenge, I commanded her not to stop the pumping motion.

“You have to insert the whole finger and pull it out to count as one,” Through the door gap, I could see the light outside the window hinting at dawn. “Puppies don’t lie, right? You need to count them yourself: thirty times. And don’t stop rubbing the clit.”

“If you’re going to masturbate for your Master to listen to, of course you have to satisfy your Master. That’s what a good puppy should do.”

Yu Zhouwan mumbled the counts. With each insertion, her voice shook with soreness and resistance. She counted more and more chaotically, and her gasps grew wider, completely forgetting her initial restraint.

“Stop.” Just as desire was pushing her close to the peak, I suddenly called out to her.

“Mhm?”

“Is the puppy about to climax?”

“Mhm… so much fluid is flowing… the sheets are wet…”

“No,” I forcefully stopped all her movements. “You cannot climax without your Master’s permission.”

Yu Zhouwan whined miserably. The phone kept flashing a one-digit battery low warning. I hurriedly pulled open the bathroom door to find the charger.

Gao Rui had forgotten to return the power bank to me before bed. I tiptoed closer to the bed, slowly pulling the power bank’s cord from under her pillow. The room was filled with the silent stillness of deep sleep, while the headphones were filled with filthy sex sounds. Her tearful moans grew more anxious, urging me to let her be released.

“Please… please, Master, let me climax. I really can’t hold it anymore.”

“Master, woo… Little sister… Keyi…”

“It hurts so much… what do I do? I’m about to squirt…”

A string of small white lights flickered. As I closed the door again, the tearful whimpers from the other end, which had been forcefully holding back the climax, turned into faintly sobbing gasps due to an involuntary squirt.

“The puppy climaxed without Master’s permission?”

“Mhm, the sheets are all wet,” The masturbation that had lasted over an hour left her exhausted after the climax. “Am I going to be punished by Master again?”

“The puppy behaved very well today.”

The image of Yu Zhouwan’s sweaty face and slightly parted lips flashed in my mind. If I were lying next to her, I would want to hug and kiss her. But separated by the dark screen, I could only offer verbal comfort to alleviate the inevitable shame that follows a puppy and master game.

“Sister, you’re really cute when you masturbate and moan.”

She turned over, burying herself in the soft blankets.

“When Master misses the puppy, Master will masturbate while thinking of the puppy too, okay?”