Vania continued to fiddle with the item in her hands. "You'll be in for the time of your life soon enough."
Her words only served to fuel Hanson's eager anticipation. He never expected her to be this well-prepared, and he was truly on cloud nine.
Thus, he never would have expected to feel some heat against his back all of a sudden. It felt like something was sucking and pulling on his skin, and it did hurt a little.
"Darling, what's that?" Hanson tried to get up again to see what was going on.
Things were going a little differently from what he imagined.
After all, Hanson did not know what cupping was.
Humming a simple melody, Vania felt perfectly at ease as she placed the second cup on his back. "Just be patient and enjoy the experience. I'm sure you'll be very relaxed by the end of it."
"Is this the compensation you were referring to, darling?" Hanson asked in puzzlement.
Was it not a little too different from what he envisioned?
Vania nodded. "Yes, that's right. This is it. You shouldn't wriggle around so much."
After getting the hang of it, Vania was able to place all of the little cups along Hanson's back fairly quickly.
Even if Hanson wanted to move, he could not do it at all. It was like his entire body had been sealed up somehow.
He got the picture now. This was a technique known as cupping and was Bryan's favorite. "Darling, are you experimenting on me?" He recalled seeing that the box was new and unopened.
Vania waved her hand. She was pleased with what she had done. "I'm just trying to help you relax and get comfortable." Cupping was a famous massage technique after all.
She thought she did very well on her first try. This meant she had a gift for it.
"Even so, don't you want to be the one who gets the honor of being the first person that I massage?" Vania continued.
"Of course." He wanted all of Vania's firsts. "Still, darling, I don't want to experience this."
He was more eager to be holding Vania right now.
Vania checked the time and saw that it was about time, so she agreed. "Alright, I'll take them off now."
She merely thought that Hanson did not enjoy the cupping sensation. She did not know he had other plans.
After seeing the round marks left along his back, she laughed heartily, "You look like a ladybug right now."
As for Hanson, he felt like he had been released from a spell that immobilized him. He pulled Vania into his embrace at once. "Say that one more time. What do I look like?"
A ladybug, huh?
Vania sensed danger and quickly waved it off. "I didn't say anything. You must be hearing things."
She giggled and asked, "How did it feel?"
Hanson snorted. So you won't admit it, eh?
He looked right into her eyes and said domineeringly, "Right now, I'm going to let you experience what happens when a ladybug becomes a man."
He dragged Vania onto the bed and made her lie down the way he did earlier. "It's my turn to have a go at it."
"No, thank you," Vania shot back instantly. She finally knew what Hanson had on his mind and wanted to escape.
Unfortunately for her, Hanson subdued her at once. His movements felt rather skillful as he seemed to pick it up without needing to be taught.
A short while later, Vania's back was covered in tiny cups.
Hanson was satisfied with his masterpiece.
As for Vania, she heaved a sigh of relief. Thankfully, her punishment was not what she thought it was.
Still, she was currently locked in place and could not move at all.
After ten minutes, Hanson released her.
When he saw what her back looked like now, he chuckled and said, "We're the same species now."
She's the one who called me a ladybug earlier.
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