Ch53 - The Martyr

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What was happening? 

I was at a loss and felt slightly helpless at what had suddenly occurred. However, the situation at hand clearly did not allow me to think further about what had transpired.

I was thrown onto the mattress, my back facing the ceiling and my face in the sheets. The tie around my mouth tightened its grip, as if it was about to splice my face in half.

 

 

During the chaotic struggle, a pair of broad and powerful palms brought my hands and wrists together, as they were raised high above my head. After which, they were then clasped together tightly, so that I was no longer allowed any further resistance.

The scent of alcohol lingered around my nose, and my saliva gradually drenched the tie around my mouth. I was unable to move the upper half of my body, and just as I was about to prop up my lower half with my knees, there was a swift click. The pants around my waist instantly changed from having hugged onto me tightly to now being loosened, as they fell from my hips. 

Shit, those were the new pants that I had just bought as well, and I had only worn them once.

 

“Hmmph, hnng….”If I was able to speak, I would’ve definitely told him that he didn’t need to be so abrasive, and that I could’ve done all of this myself. I would have stripped myself down and then laid patiently to cooperate with his demands, he really didn’t have to do all of this.

But I couldn’t speak, and from the beginning, Sheng Min Ou had made sure to eliminate all other possibilities, so that something which was consensual now looked it was rape.

From behind my back, I felt the scorching touch of his body as he silently pressed against me, without speaking a single word throughout the whole process. He moved to bite my ear, whilst simultaneously sliding his hand down to grip the member down there as he began to rub it roughly.

 

Initially, I would’ve still had the strength to resist him, but after this maneuver I was now completely rendered helpless. I fell head first into the pillow again, my whole body trembling with anticipation.

The first time it happened when we were in the club, I only felt anger, but this was because I wasn’t aware the person behind the act was Sheng Min Ou. The whole process for me was utter humiliation, with nothing to enjoy. However, this time things were different, I knew it was him. It was he who touched me, he who bit me, and he who was giving me bliss.

To call what was happening now as the object of my perpetual longing was an overstatement, however describing this as something I had merely kept in my mind was then an understatement. He was always the reason why I tossed and turned, and he was at the centre of my burning desires. Each thought of him plummeted me into a state where I yearned for him tenfold more, and aside from him, no other distraction occupied my mind. If he hooked his finger at me, I would never be able to escape his palm; and if so much as just smiled at me, I would do anything for him.

 

I bit down hard on the thing in my mouth, as my body stiffened for a moment, and it spilled in his hands. 

Fuck! I cursed inwardly, my face slightly torched. Usually it doesn’t happen this fast. It was because I knew it was Sheng Min Ou who was doing it, so I couldn’t hold it back. Keep in mind that usually even if nothing happened, even if all he did was just glance at me for a second, that would already provoke a visceral reaction from me. His clothes, his handkerchief, everything, they were all aphrodisiacs that plunged myself into lust.

My whole body became pliant, and every pore seemed to have opened up, screaming in choruses about how good they all felt right now. Rough pants sounded by my side, as something bit my ear forcefully, the pain startling me.

“Does it hurt?” He finally spoke, his voice pressing against the side of my ear, as each breath he inhaled and exhaled extended into my ear canal. The sensitive fuzzes within my ear were stirred by the commotion, causing waves of tingles and itchiness, as I trembled again uncontrollably.

“Look, you’re hard again.” I couldn’t tell whether he was drunk or if his mind was still clear. I just felt like his voice sounded deeper than usual, his words coming out slower and more like a drawl. Aside from these details, I couldn’t see his facial expressions, and so I found it hard to distinguish his state of sobriety. “Do the others know what a whore you are?” 

I was taken aback, and amidst the slick sweat which covered my whole body and the suffocating lack of air in the room, my mind was suddenly filled with question marks.

Others? What others?

This was pure slander.

If he was daring, he should’ve let me loose instead. I was going to show him just how licentious I could be! 

The aftermath of my orgasm had not yet faded, but Sheng Min Ou didn’t wait for me to protest, before he had returned everything I ‘spat out’ back to me. His thick and elongated fingers weren’t gentle, and they were even borderline disdainful in the way that they were shoved in and out of me, as my thighs became a mess of viscous liquids.

Within the dimly lit space, aside from the slurred, unintelligible moans which escaped my lips, the only other sounds were the slippery slapping of liquids which would have turned anyone’s face red.

 

“Nnn… unn nnggh” I lifted my head and neck as my back arched and my waist began trembling. My behinds tightly clamped around his fingers, as I shot out cum again.

This time, the sensation was much stronger, and also caught me off guard. My whole mind was empty, as my body helplessly trembled in sporadic bursts. Saliva dripped down the corners of my mouth as it trailed below and mixed with the sweat on my neck, becoming even more of a mess. 

With that, all my strength left me. Seeing that my body had become even more pliant and was about to drop down, a hand suddenly supported my waist as fingers fondled my obliques, without holding back on any of the power that was exerted in their movements.

Pain was mixed with pleasure, and all my sensitive areas were held captive in the palm of his hands. As a result, I subconsciously wanted to move away from him, but in the next second, I felt something penetrate me.

All the muscles in my body instantly stiffened, the pleasure and pain from my waist paling in comparison to the bulk of my problem, which almost had knocked the soul out of my body.

Sheng Min Ou didn’t wait for me to get acquainted before he became the pestle to my mortar, the entire reason for his being to brutally pound and shatter everything. 

I felt as if I was burning, my vision starting to blur as my body lurched forwards and back beyond my control. Despite the tie acting as a gag in my mouth, it was unable to contain the screams from my throat.

If Sheng Min Ou was to untie my tie now, my screams would have blown his roof off.

Amidst the fierce rhythm, with my toes kicking and jerking against the sheets, I began starting to twist and swerve my waist against his motions due to not being able to handle his ferocious attacks.

This action vexed Sheng Min Ou greatly. The fingers that pinched my waist tightened sharply, and he said in a malevolent tone by my ear, “Do not dodge.” After speaking, he bit the back of my neck in one swift motion. 

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The bite was a mean one, one that left no room for resistance. It was like when a predator had caught its prey, and how they ruthlessly kept their stranglehold on their prey with their bite to the neck until they were unable to fight back anymore, before they finally removed their sharp teeth from them and began to savour their meal.

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The grip which shackled my hands together had been released, though I had no recollection of when it occurred. Instead, they turned to hold down my waist and abdomen, so that where we were joined, we were pressed even deeper. 

All ten of my fingers curled instantly as I tightly gripped the bedsheets under me, my hands gathering the white cloth before releasing it again.

Oh my god, was I about to die on this bed?

It would be hilarious to be fucked to death, I didn’t even have the face to think about the expressions of Wei Shi and the others would show at the memorial service. If there really was an underworld, I would probably be part of the group of ghosts who would never be able to hold their heads up high, for this very reason.

Sheng Min Ou’s waist seemed to have been equipped with a motor, as he seemed to be getting faster and faster. Each time he thrusted, he entered hard and deep, and with each impale I felt as if I was within an inch of my life. 

I thought that I had a lot of vigour, but I was no match for Sheng Min Ou’s relentless enthusiasm in which he would get hard, become soft, and then get erect again. After a while, I really couldn’t take it anymore, so with one hand still tightly balling the bedsheets under me, I had my other hand reach behind me as I pressed it against his abdomen, hoping that he could ease the rhythm and not be so intense.

It was also the first time I had touched him there. As he was currently exerting power from his abdomen, all his muscles were tensed, and therefore he was as hard as a rock.

 

Hearing this, he did pause for a second, offering a short respite as he gave me time to breathe. However, before I had time to rejoice over the break, in the next second he had begun launching an even more violent attack, as he completely nailed me under his crotch.

The tides came forcefully, breaking down my reason and annihilating all forms of thinking that were irrelevant to the moment. All I could feel was a rush of heat surging to the tip of my head, then in the next second, my body shook along with it as I reached the peak. 

My thigh muscles contracted, as my movements rippled over to the place where we were joined.

Sheng Min Ou let out a groan under his breath as he let go of the nape of my neck. I immediately felt a warm fluid seeping into my body, the unfamiliar physical sensation of it triggering a wave of frissons down my body.

He didn’t withdraw immediately, instead, he straightened up and remained still for a moment, as if observing my reaction.

There was no strength left anywhere in my body. No matter whether it was in terms of my mental reserves or physical ones, both were crushed into dust. It was the type of fatigue where I would feel tired if I even tried to move a finger. 

Suddenly, the back of my neck was being gently stroked by a large hand, trailing from top to bottom, as if petting a compliant pet. He seemed to especially like touching my back like this, and as I recalled, he did the same thing last time.

I was drenched in sweat, my breaths a faint whisper. I just had to have a sensitive upper body, where even the slightest touch would trigger an extreme reaction from me.

“Wuu… nnghh (don’t…).”

His palm trailed from the bottom to the top, as he pressed his hand against my neck. 

Sheng Min Ou’s voice drifted from behind, his tone nonchalant, yet not to be defied, “You will not voice your thoughts… You will not carelessly touch things with abandon… You are to have no objections…”

Each time he spoke an agreement, he would thrust in me again, and the part which penetrated my body grew harder in response.

It had only been a few minutes, yet he’s about to go at it again?

It wasn’t alcohol that he was drinking, but rather Viagra right? 

I silently muttered a string of curses at him, but I still obeyed his instructions, as I accepted every demand from him docilely, following him into the descent of being overcome with desire again.

The whole night was spent in ecstasy, as I felt overwhelmed with pleasure. He was like a beast who had been left starving for days on end, as he indulged in my body to the fullest extent. If he was unable to devour even the last bone in my body, he wouldn’t be able to fulfil his desires, which were deep as an ocean. Later on, the fatigue I felt had become too much, as I could no longer stay awake, as halfway through the act I passed out and slipped into unconsciousness.

When I woke up, I was alone on the mattress, and I was alone in the room.

Ever since the death of my father, I had a feeling that Sheng Min Ou was drifting further and further away from me. 

This feeling was not strong at first, it was just a vague concept, but since Sheng Min Ou had started attending university, it suddenly became clear to me.

He had been admitted into a prestigious school and was now integrated amongst the elite, and for most people, this should’ve been something which caused them great joy. The day Sheng Min Ou received the admission letter from the university, it was a scorching summer’s day. I was sitting at home eating an ice block in front of the fan when suddenly the doorbell rang.

 

Sheng Min Ou went to open the door, and the courier at the door offered his congratulations before proceeding to ask him to sign off an item.

He opened the parcel while walking back. I saw the name of the university printed on the envelope, and suddenly jumped up as I approached his side, “Ge, you got the acceptance letter!” 

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“Yeah.” Sheng Min Ou’s expressions remained neutral, without much joy on his face. He gave the letter a rough glance, then stuffed the letter back into its envelope, as he took it into his room.

When he reappeared again, he seemed to have forgotten about this incident completely, as he resumed his activities of flipping through his book on the sofa, letting the fan billow cool wind on his clothes. If someone saw this scene without having context from earlier, they would’ve thought that he had failed the exam instead.

The best university in Qing Wan, so many people would have stepped over each other just to walk through their gates. When one made it into such a prestigious institution, they usually wished for everyone around them to know.  This was clearly something that should have elicited great joy, however, he appeared to almost even be discontented.

“Ge, aren’t you happy?” I licked the popsicle as I leaned towards him and asked. 

“Why should I be happy?” Sheng Min Ou responded, without lifting an eye at me. He turned a page from his book as the spinning fan blew at the pages, lifting them up slightly and making a faint ruffling sound.

I was stunned, biting the popsicle as I thought about it, “Because… you’ve been accepted to the university of many people’s dreams.”

“What does the dream of others have to do with me?”

I was speechless for a while, as I innately felt that something was off with this sentence, but I couldn’t quite put a finger to it. However at that moment, it was the first time that the thought ‘Sheng Min Ou is different from me, and he’s different from ordinary people’ had appeared with such clarity in my mind. 

I began to reminisce on the past, and came to the realisation that Sheng Min Ou never seemed to be ever ecstatic over anything, and I had always never seen him shed a tear. The older he got, the more it felt like he had a wall which separated him from everyone, as he concealed all feelings and kept them to himself.

It wasn’t that he lacked social skills, nor was he someone who buried his head in books all day, he just… did not appear to be close to anyone. Using his own words, other people’s affairs had nothing to do with him, and his affairs did not need to be minded by others.

Later on, he moved into the university dormitories, and moved away from home. The tangible distance between us exacerbated that vague feeling of ‘I might lose him’, and shaped it into a clearly formed idea.

In the past, I thought it was because of Sheng Min Ou’s unparalleled intelligence, how he had a prodigious IQ that wasn’t something an ordinary person like me would have, which had caused this sense of distance. I chased him desperately, attempting to shorten the distance between the two of us. If he broke away and drew a three metre gap between us, then I would reduce that distance by two and a half metres. He disliked how I stuck to him, but I was even more determined to cling on to him. If I couldn’t prevent him from drifting further and further away from me, then I was resolute on becoming the person who was closest to him. 

Later on, I realised that I might have thought about this the wrong way.

Just like how people have to eat three meals a day, like how before flowers wither, they must have bloomed prior; like how if there was rainfall, there must have been overcast skies preceding it. For Sheng Min Ou, being accepted into a good university and obtaining a great job that was admired by plenty… perhaps was just a matter of fact, just a series of events that occurred in the journey that was life. He was following the prescribed routine, doing everything a normal person would have done. The world was but a backdrop in the set, and other people were just NPCs. He could distinguish between what was right or wrong, but he couldn’t feel excessive emotions.

Just like how he kept admonishing himself to stay away from me, if he identified a goal, he would never ignore it. Rather, like a stubborn martyr, he was stringent in removing all obstacles, regardless of my sorrows or joys.

  

Yet, when his policies, like when he said “do not get close to me” do not go as expected, he himself might not even be able to explain why he ultimately lost control in this manner.

The events which sparked joy for others, might not be what makes him feel joy; the things which saddened others, he similarly might not feel dejected over. Events which incensed others, may not cause a similar rage within him.

 

He always appeared cold and indifferent, because nothing could really touch his heart. He also appeared tired, because the world to him was too boring, ignorant, and was just not what he wanted. He believed that a painful life was meaningless, and couldn’t understand why some people would endure suffering nine times if they could in return taste happiness once.

He was honestly a total pessimist from head to toe, but perhaps he didn’t even realize this himself. 

When I woke up, it was almost ten o’clock. I didn’t want to get up, however the sun rays shining through the window were so unbearably hot that I couldn’t continue sleeping anymore.

Sheng Min Ou was not in the room, seeing that today was a working day, and combined with the fact that he was a workaholic, my guess was that he had probably left for work.

When he left, I had a vague feeling of it, but I really did not have strength to open my eyes to check.

I felt quite uncomfortable, as my body was a slick and sticky mess. I went into Sheng Min Ou’s bathroom to take a shower, and after washing, I wrapped a bath towel around my waist as I noticed a bottle of black cologne on the sink. 

I aimed it at the air twice and sprayed, then took a deep breath. It was different from the faint wild wood and leather scent that I smelt before. The top note had a slight tea fragrance, with a trace of a lily of the valley scent. Paired with Sheng Min Ou, it was an exquisite combination. On the surface, he was calm, elegant, and proper in dress. However, in private, with a whip of his belt, he bit your neck with more force than anyone else.

My trousers were gloriously sacrificed last night, so I could only randomly pull another pair from Sheng Min Ou’s closet to replace mine. However, since Sheng Min Ou was a bit taller than me, the size didn’t fit me as well, and after putting it on I had to roll up my pants and cuff them twice.  In an instant, the pair of pants seemed to have devalued in price.

Now that I was dressed properly again, with the bottle of expensive cologne with me, as soon as I got out of the bedroom, I was met with the locked door opposite myself. My heart skipped a beat, and given that this was a rare opportunity, I wanted to revisit it again.

The first time doing something, one’s attempts would always be characterised by inexperience. However, the second time doing so, they would be markedly more familiar with it. My movements were smooth as I punched in the password. I was waiting for the door to open, when from my phone, an ear splitting siren suddenly sounded, startling me as I almost squatted right then and there with my arms over my head. 

I stared at the lock blankly, an ominous feeling rising in my heart.

There were two unread messages on the phone, one from Shen Xiao Shi, asking if I was going to head to the store today. The other was from Zheng Mi Mi, following up on what food I managed to eat yesterday.

I replied back to Shen Xiao Shi, letting him know that I would be there later, and then sent a smile emoji back to Zheng Mi Mi, telling her that I had stuffed myself last night.

I hailed a taxi, heading towards Sheng Min Ou’s company. The receptionist was in the middle of ordering food for everyone, and seeing my arrival, asked if I wanted to put in an order with them. 

“No need, I’ll be leaving soon.” I smiled at her and went straight to Sheng Min Ou’s office.

When entering, Sheng Min Ou was on a call by the window. He glanced at me, and then parted his sights.

“There’s no need for concern, I will take care of it…” Sheng Min Ou answered, repeatedly assuring the other party. A few minutes later, when the call was coming to an end and before he hung up he had said, “Take care of your health, Mr. Xiao.”

The surname was “Xiao”, and he had used such respectful language. Could it be Xiao Sui Guang? Take care of your body… but yesterday Xiao Sui Guang was still looking all healthy, so how come he was being told to take care of himself today? 

“What’s the matter?” Sheng Min Ou asked, after he hung up the phone. He remained in position, standing in front of the window, his glance not on me. His head was lowered as he played with his phone, seemingly typing a text to someone.

Seeing his carefree attitude, if it weren’t for the fact that my legs were still weak right now, I would have thought that everything which happened last night was just a fever dream.

 

“Ten years ago, when you asked me to go to the ruins. What did you want me to see?”

Everything was gradually becoming clear, but this alone, this one point, still perplexed me. 

Sheng Min Ou’s fingertips stilled mid-motion, and they only began moving again after a long while, “Haven’t you asked me this before. I deliberately led you to see Qi Yang, and deliberately allowed the two of you to fight with each other. I had planned everything for a long time. All the misfortune you have suffered for the past ten years, it was all caused by me.”

“No.” I cut in, “You’re lying.”

Sheng Min Ou finally raised his head. First, his gaze remained fixed right in front of him as he breathed in and out roughly, then he looked at me.

“You secretly made your way into that room.” 

Sure enough, he knew that I had entered the locked room. In fact, yesterday night he was probably just pretending to be drunk so he could see whether or not I remembered the password.

What was the point? Were we trying to see who was more masterful at employing the thirty-six stratagems?

I coughed softly as I responded, “If I told you that I didn’t enter, would you believe me?”

Sheng Min Ou slipped his phone in his pocket as he tucked both hands in there and said, “That room just serves as a warning to myself, a reminder for me to act as a ‘normal person’, and to  not slip up in front of others. It means nothing.” 

Even until now, with conclusive evidence in hand, he was still unwilling to give up the “right path” that he was determined to walk down. He was more than willing to argue with me, for me to believe that everything which had happened was just an illusion.

I didn’t know if I should be angry over his outright refusals, or if I should feel sorry for his stubbornness.

“Yeah, you’re right. You kept all my letters, because you wanted to warn yourself.” I slowly approached him as I continued, “For ten years, every time the First Prison was open to visitors, you walked back and forth outside of their gates because the air was probably good there. You traded ten years in exchange for two million to pay the compensation sum, because Xiao Sui Guang appreciated you, and insisted on giving you the money.”

Since he refused to admit it, I had no choice but to lay out my aces on the table one after another. It was almost like he thought the biggest card I had on my hand was a Joker, however instead I flashed him both Jokers together. 

Even for someone as smart as him, it was still difficult to find new, reasonable excuses in an instant.

“All the incidents mentioned prior is indeed what a normal older brother would do for his younger brother.” I stroked his straight and proper tie, as I hooked a finger around it and continued. “But what happened last night, that was not something a normal older brother would do with his younger brother. What I am going to do now, is also not something a normal younger brother would do to an elder brother…”

Before I had finished my words, I tugged hard on the tie in my hand and brought my lips together with Sheng Min Ou’s.

Our lips pressed against each other as he lowered his eyes, and after a moment of stiffness, he relaxed his guard when I slipped my tongue through his lips. He allowed me to kiss him however I wanted, without any resistance, but he also did not respond to my moves. 

I gently poked at his soft tongue, and after trying for a while without seeing a response, I tickled the roof of his mouth which my tongue. This time he reacted, as his teeth snapped shut, and gave me a bite that was neither light nor severe.

“Ahhn…” I let out a dissatisfied cry, and just when I was about to thread my hands into his hair we heard Wu Yi’s voice by the door.

 

“Laoshi, fuck, the food finally came!”

He really did not pick a good time to come. I hadn’t gotten enough yet when I reluctantly withdrew my hand. Sheng Min Ou pushed me away and wrenched back his tie from my hand as he repositioned it, then looked out the door. 

Holding two boxes of lunch in each hand, Wu Yi stood at the door dumbfounded, with one hand still maintaining the posture of knocking on the door.

It appeared that I had forgotten to close the door behind me when I entered the room just now…

I touched a finger to my nose and took the opportunity to slip away, “Well, I’ll be going first, you guys take your time to eat.”

Wu Yi’s mouth was half open. He looked as if his soul had just escaped his body and as if his world views had just been completely obliterated. I walked towards him and when I was by his side, I reminded him out of goodwill, “My brother and I are not related by blood.” 

Wu Yi stared at me blankly, “Ah…huh?”

I gave him a pat on the shoulder before walking out, and felt the cologne in my pocket before I decided to return.

“Ge, by the way, I took your cologne.”

Sheng Min Ou had already seated himself back behind his desk, and when he glanced at said cologne bottle in my hand after hearing my words, all he did was gently spit out two words. 

These same two words, before I used to find it annoying, but how come now after hearing it I felt like it was sweet? Was I becoming more and more of a contemptible individual?

I put away the cologne and smiled, “Okay then.” I hadn’t even taken a few steps when I turned around and went back. “By the way, Zheng Mi Mi and I are just an act. Don’t get angry, from beginning to end, in my heart there was only you.” After which, ignoring Wu Yi who looked as if he was a pile of ashes about to be blown away by the wind any second, I blew Sheng Min Ou a kiss, and then whistled a tune as I walked away.

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