A Dominant
Ares Crying

Ares kisses Hana's lips gently by continuing to block both of Hana's wrists which she raises over Hana's head because, she, he did not like it when Hana touched the chest of his field and then he pulled Hana's body until Hana stood in front of the bed.

"Why Mas? Why did you pull me to stand in front of the bed?"

Ares told Hana to choose which tool Hana wanted to use on Hana and Hana replied, "Which one is often used by Macarena?"

"You sure?"

Hana nodded her head with a serious face without fear. Hana herself also felt astonished at herself from where she got such courage.

Ares picked up a whip made of brown skin with a hairy tip. The conglomerate with that unique behavior, then stepped up to stand in front of her Hana.

Hana asked, "Then what do I do now?"

Ares said, still holding his whip, "Open it all up and climb into bed on all fours"

Hana drops the dress and Ares says, "You have a very nice body, Hana"

Hana smiled faintly and then turned around to get on the bed and when Hana crawled twice, Ares said, "Stop! And stay that way!"

Hana pecked in an adorable kitten-like position standing on all four legs.

Ares who had been innocent from the beginning after he threw Hana on the bed went up to the bed and said, "I'm going to beat your ass with this whip ten times. If you are not strong enough to receive ten lashes, say stop! If you don't tell me to stop, I'll finish my lash until ten counts, okay?"

Hana nodded her head without changing her position.

"You must answer Hana! Don't just shake or nod your head!"

"Understand" Sahut Hana later.

Ares whips Hana at the first count and Hana gasps in shock at receiving her sensation.

"Did it hurt?" Ares asked as he stroked Hana's skin which was hit by her lash.

Hana bit her lower lip and shook her head.

"Answer! You have to answer every time I ask!" Ares spoke in a high enough tone and Hana immediately shouted, "Not sick, Mister!"

Ares continued his lash on the second count and again asked, "You still want me to continue?"

"Yes Master" Pekik Hana with a voice that began to tremble held back her cries. Hana wants to cry not because of Ares's lash, but more because of the pain in her pride. She imagines Macarena doing the same to Ares and it makes Hana feel her pride has been torn apart and hurt.

Ares whipped Hana again on the count of three and said, "Hana, are you sure you still won't stop? Because at the count of four to ten, I will not ask again. That means I can't stop even if you cry"

Ares continued his whip until it was even on the count of ten and then he immediately threw his whip to the floor to turn his body Hana who began to look trembling and he put the beautiful body on the mattress while raising to Hana's two hands above her head and tied both of Hana's wrists with her tie.

Hana endured all the pain in her both psychically and physically and she ventured to look at Ares.At that time Hana saw a scar on Ares' chest. Pretty long scars. Hana asked, "Is it because of the scar, you don't want to be touched on the chest?"

Ares nodded his head while installing a safety device.

And when Hana wanted to ask the question again, Ares immediately silenced Hana's lips with her aunt and without being able to control herself again, Ares immediately united her body with Hana's body. Ares immersed the tension that was in her body without mercy.Ares moved more wild, more ferocious and Hana started sobbing crying, but it was too late. Ares has forgotten himself and can not be controlled anymore and Hana can only resigned to follow all his game Ares.

The young couple's heart was beating very fast and irregularly accompanying their hot activity on the bed.

Ares continued to move with the sweat mixed with Hana's sweat and he stopped as he gave his satisfaction three times in the free air. Then he saw Hana drooping. Ares started to panic and he patted her on the cheek gently, "Darling, are you okay?"

Hana replied in a soft, limp, helpless voice, "Yes Master"

Ares then put on his color pants then wrapped his wife's plain body with a blanket. After he carried Hans' body, Hana fell asleep in Ares' arms. Ares then stepped out of his secret room and laid Hana on the bed.

Ares then stood on the edge of the bed and looked at Hana with a sad face and she muttered, "I'm sorry!" Ares walked to the balcony. He breathed in the fresh air there to regain his sanity which he had always lost if he was inside the purple room.

Ares repeatedly scooped up the rough face of his handsome with a long sigh. She felt sorry for treating Hana the way Macarena treated her. And it was only the first time for an Ares Laco to feel so remorseful after he played so wildly with his submissive in the purple room. He had never felt remorse before, along with other women before he met Hana Prakas.

"Damn! What's wrong with me? Why do I feel so fucked up? Why does my heart feel so tight like this? And why am I shedding tears right now?" Ares grazed the tears that fell from both of his eyelids and looked at the tears that were at the tip of his index finger and thumb. "What is this eye water?"

Ares has never cried and vowed never to cry since his birth father put a memento on his chest. Therefore Ares asked while without him noticing, he shed tears. "And why am I crying?" Ares asked himself.

Ares jumped to his feet and instantly turned his body when he heard Hana's voice calling to him.

Hana woke up with pain and aches all over her body. Then he stepped up slowly towards the closet. He opened the closet and saw that there were some women's dresses that looked a bit oversized if he wore them. Hana muttered, "Whose clothes, whose clothes? Is this all Macarena's clothes?"

Ares and Hana stood facing each other and Hana immediately asked, "Whose clothes are in this closet, Mas?"

"Macarena" Ares answered honestly and the positive side that Ares still has is his honesty. He never told a lie.

"Mas still keeps Macarena's clothes? Is Mas still meeting him secretly here?"

Ares shook his head with a panicked face as he noticed a strange gurgle in Hana.

Hana then said, "I can't go on. I'll leave you, Mas. And don't follow me! Don't lookforme! And don't call me anymore!" Hana turned around and stepped out from inside the room.

Ares can only look at Hana's departure.