The new Lord of Anyi was completely conquered and nearly comatose when Qin Shih Huang at last cried out in his own ejaculation and was finished with him. The ruler snapped his fingers, and Li Yuan lifted the nearly unconscious and whimpering young man in his arms and carried him to the entrance of the tent. He muttered instructions to the guards outside, who carried the young man away, and then drew back inside the tent and pulled down and firmly tied off the flap covering the entrance.
Li Yuan turned and moved toward the center of the tent. As he did so, he was untying the knot of his own robe. He let the robe fall open and fall away at his sides, revealing his own well-muscled, sinewy torso and a proud cock rising hard out from his center.
Qin Shih Huang was on his knees at the center of the carpet, facing Li Yuan.
“Are you pleased? Did I do well, Master,” Qin Shih Huang was murmuring.
“Well enough, but I think you have been enjoying the new Lord of Anyi too well. I think you need to be punished,” Li Yuan was standing taller now, his voice hard, more demanding. The teacher was now in his element. He had taught Qin Shih Huang well, but it was now time to remind him who the real master was.
“Yes, yes, Master. I need to be punished,” Qin Shih Huang whimpered. He slithered across the carpet on his knees to where Li Yuan was standing and took his teacher’s cock in both hands and fed it into his mouth. Li Yuan stood there, pelvis hunched forward, and pulled Qin Shih Huang’s hair and slapped his face with open palms while the young man pumped his cock in and out his mouth.
“The pallet. Now!” Li Yuan commanded.
“Yes, Master,” Qin Shih Huang answered in a whispered tone after taking his mouth off Li Yuan’s cock. He stumbled back to the side of the tent, in the shadows, where animal skins, layered thick on a low platform, lay between four sturdy lacquered-wood posts. Li Yuan tied the young rulers wrists off on the two posts at the head of the bed and lifted and spread his legs and tied them off high on the posts at the foot of the bed, forcing pillows under the small of his back to raise the young man’s buttocks to the level of Li Yuan’s pelvis.
Then, while alternating fucking Qin Shih Huang’s hole hard and roughly and slapping his buttocks red with hand and riding crop, the real master of the House of Qin gave orders to his young protégé for the conquests of the following day as the younger man moaned and groaned and asked for more and spilled his seed on the banks of the Huang Ho over and over again in the ecstasy of the mastering.