188: Chapter 183 Ceremony of Recognition

Friday night, the Villa was very quiet.

Shen Yueling said she hadn't spent time with her roommates in a while, so they were having dinner together today and going out for karaoke afterward.

Yu Heng knew she was intentionally staying away.

Bai Xinran had finished showering and was wearing a set of cotton pajamas, her hair still half-dry.

As she sat on the edge of the bed, the sound of footsteps came from downstairs.

Yu Heng pushed open the bedroom door, holding a dark brown wooden box in his hand.

Yu Heng had prepared for this ceremony for a long time, including a handwritten contract on parchment.

He had originally planned to make the collar himself, but he didn't have the right conditions for it yet.

So he had one custom-made from crocodile leather, costing over two thousand yuan.

There were also some other leather goods; altogether, it cost over ten thousand yuan.

To him now, this wasn't a significant amount of money.

The revenue from TikTok had already reached a small scale; after next month's settlement, the net income should be around fifty or sixty thousand, and this was just the beginning.

When Bai Xinran saw Yu Heng enter, she immediately stood up.

"Sit down," Yu Heng said.

She sat back down. Yu Heng placed the wooden box on the nightstand and opened it.

Yu Heng opened the wooden box.

At the very top was a roll of dark brown parchment tied with a dark red ribbon.

Below it was a black velvet box, and beneath that were several neatly folded black leather straps, their metal buckles glinting with a cold light.

Bai Xinran looked at the velvet box; she knew what was inside.

Yu Heng first took out the parchment and untied the ribbon.

On it were words handwritten in black ink, the handwriting neat and orderly.

Yu Heng handed her the parchment. "You can take a look."

Bai Xinran took it, her hands trembling slightly.

She actually knew all the terms on the paper; Yu Heng had gone through them with her one by one before.

They were about obedience, safety, responsibility, and termination.

But seeing them written so solemnly on parchment still felt different. After she finished reading, she looked up at Yu Heng with moist eyes.

"Any objections?" Yu Heng asked, his voice very flat.

"None." Bai Xinran carefully held the parchment in her hands.

Yu Heng picked up the black velvet box and opened it, revealing lavender crocodile leather.

She noticed tiny characters engraved on the inner side, requiring a close look to see clearly.

They were the characters 'Heng' and 'Ling' in cursive script, intertwined with each other.

"Do you like it?" Yu Heng asked.

"I love it," Bai Xinran's voice was a bit tight.

"Alright, take off your clothes," Yu Heng smiled. "The ceremony can begin."

Bai Xinran began to undress while Yu Heng lit the scented candles and then turned off the lights; the atmosphere in the room became much more intimate.

Yu Heng handed her a fountain pen.

Bai Xinran unscrewed the cap and signed her name on it.

Her handwriting was a bit shaky, but very clear.

Yu Heng took the pen and signed his name below hers.

Then he picked up an ink pad.

"Give me your hand."

Bai Xinran extended her right index finger.

Yu Heng grasped her wrist, pressed her fingertip onto the red ink pad, then moved it to the parchment to press a fingerprint next to her signature, before pressing his own fingerprint as well.

Two red fingerprints sat side by side.

Yu Heng rolled up the parchment, re-tied the ribbon, and put it back in the wooden box.

"Bring your neck over," he said.

Bai Xinran's body tensed slightly.

Yu Heng picked up the collar and stepped in front of her. "Look up."

Bai Xinran tilted her face up.

The leather touched her neck, feeling slightly cool.

Yu Heng's fingers brushed her skin as he adjusted the position.

Click, the buckle fastened.

The leather sat against her neck, neither too loose nor too tight.

Yu Heng took a step back and looked.

"It fits," he said.

Bai Xinran raised her hand to touch the collar, then lowered it again.

"Thank you, Sir," she whispered.

"Stand up," he said.

Bai Xinran stood up.

Yu Heng stepped back a few paces, looking her over from head to toe.

"Turn around," Yu Heng said.

Bai Xinran slowly turned in a circle.

"Good," Yu Heng said. "Now, kneel."

Bai Xinran knelt, her knees touching the carpet.

Yu Heng walked up to her.

"The contract is signed," Yu Heng said. "From today on, you are mine."

Bai Xinran lowered her head. "Yes."

"Look up."

She raised her head.

Yu Heng looked at her for a long time.

Then he leaned down, reached out to cup her chin, and rubbed his thumb against her lower lip.

"Open your mouth," Yu Heng said.

Bai Xinran opened her mouth; Yu Heng's finger pressed down on her tongue, and a small sound escaped her throat.

He withdrew his finger, wiped it on her pajamas, and said, "Get up."

Bai Xinran stood up, her legs feeling a bit weak.

Yu Heng walked to the bedside and sat down, patting the spot next to him.

Bai Xinran went over and sat down.

Yu Heng put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace.

"Nervous?" Yu Heng asked.

"A little," Bai Xinran said.

"It's normal," Yu Heng said. "You'll get used to it later."

Bai Xinran leaned against his shoulder, the sensation of the collar against her skin very distinct.

"This," she touched the collar, "do I have to wear it all the time?"

"Wear it during the day," Yu Heng said. "You can take it off to sleep or shower, but wear it at all other times."

"Okay!" Bai Xinran smiled happily. "Thank you, Sir!"

"Alright, next, we can proceed to the final stage."

When Bai Xinran woke up the next day, it was already past 10 o'clock because she was so exhausted.

But she was also very satisfied—a kind of satisfaction that truly couldn't be described with words.

It was like walking out of a desert and drinking a bottle of water, or like catching a vine while falling.

Like seeing a lighthouse while sailing lost, or like taking a hot bath after being exhausted.

Bai Xinran used her modest literary talent to try her best to describe the process, but it all felt a bit pale.

Furthermore, they had also confirmed a long-term goal, or rather, a long-term daily task: expansion.

Thinking of this, she blushed slightly; this was what she wanted, and Yu Heng supported her as well.

However, to reach the level of fisting, she didn't know how long it would take.

The future was still long; it would eventually be achieved.