MY Masochistic CEO

I replied, "Try it and see."

I opened the orange juice, carefully pouring it into the hollows of her collarbones. "Don't move. You might spill it," I said.

She raised her head, and before I could lean in, her fair neck turned pink.

With a chuckle, I couldn't resist taking a sip.

"Hurry up, it tickles!" she urged.

I didn't say a word. I just drank, and the scent of her body mixed with the orange juice made it seem even more delicious. I didn't leave a drop, cleaning up meticulously.

She held her skirt, breathing increasingly heavy. "Are you done?"

I answered, "Almost!"

After a while, I reluctantly withdrew. She seemed on the verge of collapse, and if I hadn't acted quickly, she might have fallen.

I asked, "Want to play more?"

"I don't have the strength," she said breathlessly.

"It's only the second round, and you're already out of energy?" I rubbed my chin. This wasn't fun. Just then, I saw the marshmallows she had placed on the bedside table, and I had an idea. "I've got it. How about we play a new game?"

This time, she wasn't as enthusiastic as before, probably knowing what game I was playing. "No, you're teasing, not playing a game. It's clearly taking advantage!"

"I'm a guest in your house today. Are you going to let me leave disappointed?" I said. "Your parents said they want you to keep me company!"

She retorted, "You... my parents did say that, but they didn't mean this!"

I whispered in her ear, "When there are people around, it's proper company, but when there's no one, it's this kind of naughty company. Right now, it's just the two of us. Don't you want to know what game I'm going to play next?"

Once the barrier between a man and a woman was broken, they weren't as cautious. Many things progressed gradually.

Some people let go physically but not emotionally, while Marry Walker let go emotionally but not physically. This was not good. I must slowly make her prepared physically.

Men all liked promiscuous women in bed, elegant ladies in public. I was a man, a vulgar man, and I was no exception!

"Your game must be a very embarrassing game!" she said.

"You're wrong. My new game is called 'Stacking Marshmallows!'"

"Stacking marshmallows?!"

Marry Walker asked, "How do you stack them?"

"First, tell me, does this name sound evil to you?" I asked.

She said, "Not at all!"

"Good, since it's not evil then, do you want to play?"

She hesitated for a moment, seeming to struggle. I said, "If you keep delaying, your parents will be back soon. When they ask, I'll say you didn't accompany me properly."

"How could you!" She snorted. "Let's play. I'm not afraid of you!"

I said, "Alright, let's play!"

I quickly tore open the marshmallows at the head of the bed. She was stunned. "What are you doing with marshmallows?"

"Of course, playing a game!" I answered.

I took one out. "See? It's square. Isn't it good for stacking?"

"Is this what you mean by stacking marshmallows?" She chuckled.

"If not this, then what?" I asked.

I thought to myself, 'Let me relax your guard first, and you'll know how to play the game in a while.'

I said, "Now, what you need to do is lie down and pretend to be immobile."

"Role-playing?" She lay down with a strange expression. I took the marshmallows and stacked them on her chin. "One, two, three, four..."

In the blink of an eye, I stacked seven or eight pieces.

I continued, "Don't move, and don't speak. If they fall, there will be consequences."

She widened her eyes. "Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" Before she could finish her sentence, the marshmallows on her chin fell.

She looked a bit flustered. "I didn't mean to..."

"Accept the punishment!" I said with a smile.

She pouted. "You're being unfair!"

I didn't say anything. Under my gaze, she grumbled, "Fine. I'll accept any punishment this time."

I gave her a thumbs up. "Great, you're indeed generous!"

I found a lady's belt in the room and carefully tied her hands. Then, I took out my belt, and she exclaimed, "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid my parents will come back?"

I chuckled. "Don't worry. I won't do anything!"

I pressed down on her feet, securing them with the belt so her hands and feet couldn't move!

"Is this the punishment?" Her face blushed. "It's so embarrassing!"

I pinched her chin. "The second round of the game is about to start. Remember, don't move. If the marshmallows fall again, the punishment won't be so simple!"

She quickly shut her mouth.

With a mischievous smile, I started stacking on her mouth again.

After stacking the ninth piece, I stopped. "I can't stack anymore, let's change places."

I scanned her body and finally settled on two spots. "This spot is good, with a great location, occupying the highest point. After stacking, I won't waste them. I'll eat them myself."

She blushed intensely and kept grumbling as if resisting.

I said, "Don't move. If the marshmallows fall, the punishment will be even more evil than stacking."

She was too embarrassed, her eyes filled with mist.

Her skin also glowed, and as I started stacking, I felt like I was performing a balancing act due to the small weight-bearing point and uneven surface.

However, while enjoying the view, I also had a craving, especially seeing Marry Walker wanting to move but not daring to. I loved it. Her pitiful look was so adorable.

After stacking four pieces, it started to tilt, and I didn't dare to stack more.

"Breathe lightly, with less movement in your chest!" I raised an eyebrow.

She grunted in protest, but her breathing became lighter, and her trembling reduced significantly.

"Very good, keep it up. I'm going to stack the other side now," I said.

I thought to myself, 'At this moment, she must be extremely embarrassed, but her heart is open, so it's fine. If her heart weren't open, she would feel it was a great humiliation.'

I gently slid my fingers, and she couldn't help but tremble.

I continued, "Hold on, I'm starting!"

She closed her eyes.

One, two, three, four. This time, I surprisingly stacked five pieces!

"I've finished stacking. You can open your eyes and see my masterpiece. It is such a perfect piece of art, exquisitely crafted and naturally formed!" I greedily scanned, but she was too shy to open her eyes.