evil.
Except he did not touch her in an evil way. In fact, he readjusted her robe so that it covered her lower half, just as if she were sitting up. Just as they had done for nearly two weeks. Indeed, he did not touch her down there in any way except to smooth the fabric.
But even that had her legs twitching in reaction, her body tensing in horror.
"We will begin as always, Li Dee. We must. To get the yin flowing in the right channels. But afterward, I swear, you will have your release."
His words caused her to cry out again, hauling as hard as she could on her bonds, but they did an excellent job of restraining her. There was nowhere for her to go, no way to escape Ru Shan's interest.
And so it began. With simple breast circles, beginning near her nipples in an ever-expanding spiral. She tried to fight her body's reaction. She tried not to breathe as she had been taught, tried not to feel the slow release of tension. But they had been doing this for so long now that she was unable to prevent it. All too soon she was exhaling with his downstroke, inhaling with the up. He was being especially gentle, she could tell, out of respect for her. But his chivalry did not extend to stopping.
And all too soon, she did not want him to stop. Her ragged sobs ended, and her stuttering breaths evened out. Until he reversed direction.
"We are beginning the flow now, Li Dee. We are building the yin behind your plum flowers—your nipples—and then I will suck out the nectar."
His circling drew tighter and smaller, only this time, instead of stopping with a small tight circle around her nipples, Ru Shan closed his fingers around one. The first time she felt his fingers there, her entire body tensed, and she shifted on the bed with his motions so she would not feel them so much. She had no desire to tingle as his long, warm fingers lifted her plum flowers, as he called them. And when he continued his circling, drawing her breasts around by their peak, she simply closed her eyes and tried not to breathe.
But she could not maintain her resistance for long. As he began his second narrowing spiral, she found herself pushing into his hands rather than away. Then, as he delicately lifted her nipples, she felt as if he tugged on a long cord that began with his fingertips but extended down through her body, down into her very womb. And as he gently lifted and swirled her breasts, that cord began to tingle, then hum.
The sensation grew with each one of his spirals until she felt as if he pulled directly on a spot deep inside her belly. But it was not just her belly, for the energy radiated outward from there until heat and energy suffused her entire body.
"Stop," she whispered, afraid of what was about to happen.
"Do you feel the yin?" Ru Shan asked. "Do you feel it drawing from everywhere in your body?"
She nodded. How could she not? It was true.
"I am drawing it forth, Li Dee. Bringing it from everywhere directly to your plum flower. Do you feel the stem when I pull?"
He tugged gently on her nipples, and even her toes curled with the draw of power.
"Can you feel the yin course through your body? It comes to here." He pressed the flat of his hand over her belly, just above her womb. He moved his hand gently, in rhythmic circles, and inside, the flow of power seemed to increase. Seemed to build. "You must let the energy flow from here..." He shifted on the bed, pressing both of his palms against her belly. "To up here." So saying, he let his hands flow upward, opening around her ribs, but always moving upward, gathering the energy until he lifted her breasts and narrowed his hands. Finally, he once again grasped her nipples, squeezing them in the same pulsing rhythm that beat inside her.
"Let the yin come, Li Dee. Open your plum flower."
She didn't know what was happening. She certainly wasn't opening anything. And yet, she felt everything he said, every idea, every image was echoed in her body. It was as if she had a river inside her,
Except he did not touch her in an evil way. In fact, he readjusted her robe so that it covered her lower half, just as if she were sitting up. Just as they had done for nearly two weeks. Indeed, he did not touch her down there in any way except to smooth the fabric.
But even that had her legs twitching in reaction, her body tensing in horror.
"We will begin as always, Li Dee. We must. To get the yin flowing in the right channels. But afterward, I swear, you will have your release."
His words caused her to cry out again, hauling as hard as she could on her bonds, but they did an excellent job of restraining her. There was nowhere for her to go, no way to escape Ru Shan's interest.
And so it began. With simple breast circles, beginning near her nipples in an ever-expanding spiral. She tried to fight her body's reaction. She tried not to breathe as she had been taught, tried not to feel the slow release of tension. But they had been doing this for so long now that she was unable to prevent it. All too soon she was exhaling with his downstroke, inhaling with the up. He was being especially gentle, she could tell, out of respect for her. But his chivalry did not extend to stopping.
And all too soon, she did not want him to stop. Her ragged sobs ended, and her stuttering breaths evened out. Until he reversed direction.
"We are beginning the flow now, Li Dee. We are building the yin behind your plum flowers—your nipples—and then I will suck out the nectar."
His circling drew tighter and smaller, only this time, instead of stopping with a small tight circle around her nipples, Ru Shan closed his fingers around one. The first time she felt his fingers there, her entire body tensed, and she shifted on the bed with his motions so she would not feel them so much. She had no desire to tingle as his long, warm fingers lifted her plum flowers, as he called them. And when he continued his circling, drawing her breasts around by their peak, she simply closed her eyes and tried not to breathe.
But she could not maintain her resistance for long. As he began his second narrowing spiral, she found herself pushing into his hands rather than away. Then, as he delicately lifted her nipples, she felt as if he tugged on a long cord that began with his fingertips but extended down through her body, down into her very womb. And as he gently lifted and swirled her breasts, that cord began to tingle, then hum.
The sensation grew with each one of his spirals until she felt as if he pulled directly on a spot deep inside her belly. But it was not just her belly, for the energy radiated outward from there until heat and energy suffused her entire body.
"Stop," she whispered, afraid of what was about to happen.
"Do you feel the yin?" Ru Shan asked. "Do you feel it drawing from everywhere in your body?"
She nodded. How could she not? It was true.
"I am drawing it forth, Li Dee. Bringing it from everywhere directly to your plum flower. Do you feel the stem when I pull?"
He tugged gently on her nipples, and even her toes curled with the draw of power.
"Can you feel the yin course through your body? It comes to here." He pressed the flat of his hand over her belly, just above her womb. He moved his hand gently, in rhythmic circles, and inside, the flow of power seemed to increase. Seemed to build. "You must let the energy flow from here..." He shifted on the bed, pressing both of his palms against her belly. "To up here." So saying, he let his hands flow upward, opening around her ribs, but always moving upward, gathering the energy until he lifted her breasts and narrowed his hands. Finally, he once again grasped her nipples, squeezing them in the same pulsing rhythm that beat inside her.
"Let the yin come, Li Dee. Open your plum flower."
She didn't know what was happening. She certainly wasn't opening anything. And yet, she felt everything he said, every idea, every image was echoed in her body. It was as if she had a river inside her,
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