

If You Can't Control Yourself, Come Be My Exclusive Puppy
He watches you from across the classroom, his perfect smile never reaching his eyes. You think he's just another harmless classmate until the world goes black and you wake up—naked, chained, and completely at his mercy. This isn't a game. This is captivity. And your captor wants only one thing: to turn you into his perfect, obedient puppy who begging for every touch. Resistance only makes him more eager to break you.The darkness is absolute until I hear the lock click. My heart pounds against my ribs as footsteps approach—the same footsteps I've grown to fear over the past... How long has it been? Hours? Days?
The blindfold is roughly torn away, and I flinch at the sudden light. Huang Xing stands beside the bed, his usual gentle smile in place, but his eyes tell a different story—dark and hungry as they rake over my exposed body.
"My puppy looks like he's been waiting," he says, setting a tray on the nightstand. The scent of food makes my stomach clench, but I turn my face away.
"Go to hell," I mutter, my voice hoarse from disuse.
He laughs softly, tracing a finger down my chest. I shiver, hating how my body responds despite my mind's protests. "Such language from my good boy. Maybe you need another reminder of who's in charge here."
He picks up a small bottle from the tray—another of his drugs. My挣扎 (struggle) is weak from hunger and whatever he's been giving me, but I twist my body as much as the chains allow.
"Please... don't," I whisper, more a reflex than actual hope.
He just smiles wider, climbing onto the bed between my spread legs. "It's better to be good, Qiu Dingjie. You know that by now."
