I slept soundly through the night, perhaps because the extreme shame and excitement of last night had exhausted my mind, or perhaps from the comforting warmth of the tender, soft jade in my arms. I rarely slept until the sky began to lighten.
Slowly opening my eyes, the morning light gently streamed through the window gauze onto the bed. Li Ying was still in a deep sleep in my embrace, her breathing even and long. Her serene sleeping face was like an unsullied lotus, and a faint, satisfied smile seemed to linger at the corners of her lips. I lowered my head and lightly kissed her smooth forehead, my heart filled with affection and a… nearly sacrilegious excitement.
My gaze involuntarily moved downwards, resting on her ankle, which was peeking out from beneath the brocade quilt.
The [Black Charm Anklet] that I had secretly put on her last night was quietly wrapped around her fair, slender ankle. The thin black chain formed an incredibly striking contrast with her snowy white skin, and a few tiny black obsidian beads shimmered with a dark glow in the morning light, like a demon's mark, adding a strange and fatally alluring touch to her sacred jade feet!
Just looking at this scene, my lower abdomen began to heat up again! Last night's memories surged like a tide—her collapse and surrender as Zaha licked her feet, her shame and curiosity as she teased that monstrous black cock with a feather, her charming and dominant demeanor in the bathtub as she squeezed my little dick and humiliated me with playful yet controlling words…
She was different now. Last night's honesty had made her shed her last pretense, and it had also allowed her to… find new pleasure—a sense of superiority and control built upon my impotence. And I… this hopelessly cuckolded dog, actually relished it, even… had developed a taste for more!
Just as I was lost in thought, the person in my arms stirred. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.
"Mmm… Husband… good morning…" She was still sleepy, with the languor of just waking up, her voice soft and sweet as she acted coyly.
"Good morning, my dear Ying'er." I responded softly, my gaze fixed on the black mark on her ankle.
As if feeling my gaze, she subconsciously moved her foot, and then… her movement stopped. A hint of confusion flashed in her eyes. She sat up, pulled back the quilt, and looked at her ankle.
When she clearly saw the black chain, her eyes first showed a flicker of surprise, then bewilderment, and then… as if remembering something, her cheeks instantly flushed red! She instinctively tried to hide her foot back under the quilt, but her movement faltered.
"This… what is this?" She looked up at me, her gaze evasive, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible nervousness and shyness.
"Do you like it?" I didn't answer directly, but smiled and asked, my finger gently caressing the thin chain on her ankle, "I saw you sleeping soundly last night, so I secretly put it on you. I thought… it suited your beautiful feet perfectly."
She saw the undisguised warmth and admiration in my eyes, and her cheeks flushed even deeper. She looked down at the chain on her ankle, then secretly glanced up at my expression. She was exceptionally intelligent. Last night, I had laid everything bare, so she naturally guessed that this anklet was by no means just an ordinary ornament; it was probably another manifestation of my "unbearable" fetishes.
However, to my surprise, she did not panic and demand its removal as she used to. Instead… she extended a slender finger and gently fiddled with the black chain, feeling its cool touch, and a hint of curiosity and… an ineffable complex emotion flashed in her eyes.
"What Husband gives… is naturally good…" she murmured, her voice carrying a hint of coyness, but more of a… compliant and understanding calmness? And even… a subtle, almost imperceptible… liking?
My heart gave a fierce leap! She actually… accepted it so easily?! It seemed that last night's heart-to-heart had truly made her let go completely! She no longer resisted my fetishes, and was even… beginning to try to understand and accommodate them?
"Then… does Ying'er want to keep wearing it?" I pressed my advantage, asking tentatively.
She looked up, meeting my gaze, her beautiful eyes sparkling with cunning, and the corners of her lips curved into a charming smile: "What Husband gives, your humble servant will naturally wear at all times… However…" She deliberately drew out her words, extending the jade foot adorned with the anklet, her fair toes playfully wiggling, "Husband… shouldn't you give your 'obedient' servant… a reward?"
Fuck! She actually started actively asking me for a "reward"! And in such a… teasing and controlling way!
I felt a surge of heat rush down to my lower abdomen! My little dick instantly became hard!
"Reward! Of course, there will be a reward!" My breathing quickened, and I leaned down, wanting to kiss the beautiful foot that was so close.
"Oh~" But she smiled and withdrew her foot, using her hand to block my mouth, "Your humble servant didn't say I wanted *that*…" She looked at the eager desire in my eyes, her smile becoming even more triumphant, "Husband… you must have been exhausted last night, right? You still have to go to the medical clinic today… Your humble servant would hate for Husband to be too tired…"
She… she was actually showing concern for me? In this way?! Refusing my foot licking, yet using "hating for me to be tired" as an excuse! This condescending posture! This feeling of being in control of everything!
I understood! She was telling me that from now on, the rules of the game were set by her! She could satisfy me, she could accommodate me, but only in the way she preferred, and when she was willing!
An extreme sense of shame and an even stronger sense of excitement instantly overwhelmed me! I liked it! I fucking liked this feeling so much!
"Good… good Ying'er… I'll listen to you…" I panted, my voice hoarse, like a loyal dog waiting for its master's command, "Then… what reward does Ying'er want?"
"Hmm…" She tilted her head, pretending to think, her eyes darting slyly, "Your humble servant hasn't thought of it yet… I'll tell Husband once I've decided…" She said, leaning in to lightly peck my cheek, "Get up quickly, Husband, it's time for breakfast, and then to the medical clinic."
With that, she calmly threw off the quilt and got out of bed, beginning to dress. The black anklet faintly shimmered as she moved, swaying subtly with her graceful steps, exuding a fatal allure.
I lay in bed, watching her graceful retreating figure, filled with disappointment (at not licking her feet) and an even more perverse satisfaction!
A new day… had begun! Filled with the unknown and… endless stimulation!
...
That day, my mind at the medical clinic was almost entirely off my patients. My mind kept replaying Li Ying's charming yet controlling smile from the morning, and the enticing black glimmer on her ankle. I even felt somewhat impatient, wanting to immediately finish work and rush back to the estate to see what "surprise" my dear Ying'er would bring me next.
The [Benevolent Healer] task had been over-fulfilled, so there was no longer any compulsory task pressure. I hastily dealt with a few patients, found an excuse, and returned to the manor earlier than usual.
I quickened my pace all the way back to the main residence, instructing the servants to set dinner on the small table in the bedroom. Then, I took a deep breath and pushed open the bedroom door.
Li Ying was sitting on the soft couch by the window, reading a book. Hearing the movement, she looked up. Today she wore an elegant lake-green ruqun. Her long hair was loosely tied up, revealing her smooth forehead and beautiful profile, quiet and gentle, like a figure from a painting. Only… beneath the hem of her skirt, a faintly visible black fine chain around her ankle added an indefinable, bewitching strangeness to her serene demeanor.
"My husband is back." She put down her book, stood up, and greeted me with a gentle smile.
"Mm." I responded, stepping forward, habitually wanting to embrace her.
She gently turned aside, however, evading my embrace, her eyes holding a hint of playful mockery: "My husband has been busy all day, go wash up and change first. Dinner is already prepared." She pointed to the steaming dishes on the small table nearby.
That feeling again! Close yet distant, gentle yet estranged, seemingly considerate, yet… firmly in control of the rhythm!
I sighed inwardly, this little enchantress, she's really getting better and better at this!
"Alright, I'll do as madam says." I feigned helplessness, shrugging, and turned to change behind the screen.
We had a simple dinner, during which we merely exchanged some innocuous small talk. Yet, the atmosphere always carried a subtle, suggestive ambiguity. Her gaze would inadvertently sweep across my face, carrying inquiry and a hint of… mischievous amusement?
After dinner, the maidservants cleared the dishes and withdrew. Only she and I remained in the bedroom; candlelight flickered, and the atmosphere gradually grew enchanting.
I walked to her side and took out the small brocade box from my bosom.
"What is this?" she asked curiously.
I opened the brocade box, revealing the [Semi-Transparent Gauze Underpants (Seductive Style)] inside. The underpants were made of extremely light and nearly transparent gauze, moon-white in color, with exquisite intertwined lotus patterns embroidered in silver thread, and ingeniously designed live buckles at the edges. Under the candlelight, the gauze fabric seemed almost nonexistent, leaving only the hazy silver embroidery outlining its shape.
"!!!" Even with psychological preparation, the moment Li Ying saw the underpants, she couldn't help but gasp, her cheeks instantly burning red as if on fire! "This… this… are these underpants?!" She could hardly believe her eyes! This thing… it's utterly shameless! It's so thin it's like wearing nothing! If I put it on… then… then wouldn't it hide absolutely nothing?!
"Don't you like it?" I watched her appear utterly mortified, but my heart grew even more excited, so I deliberately asked, "Your husband thinks… this fabric is light and breathable, it must be very comfortable to wear in summer…"
"Comfortable?!" She glared at me, both ashamed and angry. "My husband! This… this is outrageous! If I wear this out… wouldn't I be laughed to death?!"
"Who told you to wear it out?" I chuckled mischievously. "This is something your husband specially prepared for you… to wear only for your husband to see… alright?" My voice held temptation. "Didn't Ying'er say… you wanted to reward your husband? Wearing this… can be a reward… alright?"
She looked at the burning desire in my eyes, then at the cicada-wing-thin underpants in the brocade box. Her face flushed and paled, her heart struggling intensely. Wearing something like this… was even more shameful than wearing nothing! But… looking at my husband's eager eyes… and his "frankness" last night… she knew that if she refused, he would surely be very disappointed, wouldn't he? And… though this thing was shameful… it did look… quite… quite beautiful?
Ultimately, shame failed to overcome that complex desire to accommodate, to control, and even to see what sort of allure she would possess wearing this shameful garment. She bit her lower lip, as if having made a decision, and trembling, reached out and took the brocade box.
"Then… then this humble servant… will try…" Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her face so red it looked as if blood would drip from it. "My husband… you… you turn around first… no peeking!"
"Alright, alright, your husband won't look!" I suppressed the ecstasy in my heart, turned around as instructed, but my ears were perked high, carefully listening to the movements behind me.
The rustle of fabric came, accompanied by her suppressed, shame-filled soft gasps. I could imagine her trembling as she took off her original underpants, and then slowly, little by little, putting on the cicada-wing-thin gauze ones… The touch of the sheer fabric against her warm skin… the transparent effect that revealed virtually everything… Just thinking about it, my little dick began to engorge and throb again!
"Alright… it's ready…" After quite a while, her voice, filled with deep shame, came from behind me.
With immense anticipation, I slowly turned around——
With immense anticipation, I slowly turned around——
In an instant, my breath hitched! The scene before me almost made me doubt if I was dreaming!
Li Ying stood there shamefully, her hands awkwardly covering her lower abdomen, her body trembling slightly. The [Semi-Transparent Gauze Underpants] on her body had an even more astonishing effect than I had imagined! The moon-white sheer gauze was as thin as cicada wings, almost completely transparent under the candlelight! One could only faintly see the intertwining lotus patterns embroidered with silver thread, like some mysterious totem, entwined around her exquisite curves.
Through that layer of hazy sheer gauze, the mysterious outline of her lower abdomen was faintly visible. A few strands of black curly hair smudged upon it like an ink wash painting, adding to the forbidden allure! With her nervous breathing, her flat lower abdomen gently rose and fell, and her small navel also appeared and disappeared. Her round, firm buttocks were perfectly outlined by the sheer gauze, forming a breathtaking curve! How could this be underpants? It was clearly a veil of feigned reluctance, half-concealing, half-revealing her most private parts, even more captivating than nakedness itself!
"Thump… thump…" My heart pounded like a drum, my mouth was dry, and my eyes saw nothing but her exquisite jade body. My little dick was already aching hard, almost bursting through my pants!
"Beautiful… too beautiful…" I muttered subconsciously, my steps uncontrollably drawing me towards her.
"My husband… don't… don't come closer…" Seeing me approach, her blush deepened, and she instinctively took a step back, trying to evade me.
How could I comply? I stepped forward a few paces and gently grasped her wrist. Her wrist was cool, trembling slightly.
"Don't be afraid…" My voice grew hoarse with excitement, my gaze ravenously sweeping over her. "Let your husband… have a good look…"
I took her hand and had her turn in a circle. She lowered her head in shame, letting me examine her as if she were a rare treasure. Every angle was breathtakingly beautiful! Especially when she turned around, the perfect curve of her firm jade buttocks beneath the sheer gauze, and that faintly visible, alluring cleavage… it almost snatched my soul away!
"Ying'er…" I gently embraced her slender waist from behind, my cheek pressed against her smooth nape, taking a deep breath of her alluring body scent. At the same time, my hands began to misbehave, lightly stroking her flat lower abdomen through the sheer gauze. The sheer gauze felt cool and slippery to the touch, almost imperceptible, allowing my fingertips to clearly feel the warmth and delicacy of her skin.
"Mm…" Her body trembled, and she let out a suppressed moan.
My fingers continued to explore downwards, tentatively touching that mysterious triangular area. Through the sheer gauze, I could feel the faint roughness of the fine, curly hair, and… deeper within, the elusive softness and dampness?
"My husband! Don't…" She abruptly pressed down on my hand, her cheeks so red they looked as if they would bleed, her voice tinged with a cry. "I'm so… so ashamed…"
"Ashamed of what?" I chuckled mischievously, whispering in her ear, "There are no outsiders here… isn't Ying'er dressed like this… to please your husband?" I deliberately emphasized "please," wanting to see her reaction.
Her body indeed stiffened, and then she raised her head, looking at me with complex eyes. Shame, nervousness, and a trace of annoyance at being seen through, as well as… that gradually emerging desire for control?
"Then… my husband… do you think… this humble servant… looks good like this?" She didn't answer directly; instead, she blinked and counter-questioned, her voice carrying a hint of imperceptible provocation.
"Beautiful! It's… it's utterly irresistible to your husband!" I made no attempt to hide my desire, feeling the lustful fire in my lower abdomen burn ever more fiercely.
"Then…" The corners of her mouth curved slightly, revealing a cunning smile. "Does my husband know… what it feels like… for this humble servant to wear this… this thing?"
Here it comes! She's starting to fight back! She's starting to guide the conversation!
A surge of ecstasy filled my heart, and I quickly asked, "What does it feel like? Quickly tell your husband!"
She deliberately kept me in suspense, extending a finger to gently tap my little dick (through my pants), surveying me up and down with a teasing gaze, before slowly saying, "As for the feeling… it's like… wearing nothing at all… when the wind blows… it's chilly…"
"Chilly"? These three words brushed over my heart like feathers, instantly igniting even more insane fantasies within me! Imagining her walking outside in these almost nonexistent underpants, a gentle breeze passing, the coolness and friction on her private parts… Fuck! Too exciting!
"Then… wouldn't that be very shameful?" I deliberately prompted her.
"Yes…" She nodded, the blush on her face deepening, yet her eyes grew even brighter. "It feels… like being naked… as if I could be seen by anyone at any moment… I feel… quite flustered…" As she spoke, she deliberately puffed out her chest, making the curves beneath the sheer gauze even more enticing. "But… it seems… it's also a bit… stimulating?"
Stimulating! She said stimulating! She really does like this feeling!
I couldn't hold back any longer! I suddenly pulled her close, my lips wanting to lean in and kiss her.
"Oh~" She chuckled again, dodging away, and placed a finger on my lips, her eyes charmingly seductive yet with a hint of warning. "What's my husband so impatient for? This humble servant hasn't finished speaking yet…"
She had control again! A wave of disappointment washed over me, but it was quickly overshadowed by excited shivers!
"Alright… alright, Ying'er… speak… your husband is listening…" I panted heavily, trying to calm my desire.
"This humble servant says…" She leaned close to me, her breath like orchids in my ear, her voice as soft as temptation. "Since my husband likes to see this humble servant wear these 'shameless' things so much… then… is just wearing this… not enough?"
Not enough? What does she mean?
Before I could react, she gave a sly smile, turned, walked to the wardrobe, and took out a pair of… shiny white stockings! And the [White Peep-toe High Heels] I bought for her!
"Ying'er… you…" I stared at her in shock! She… she actually voluntarily wanted to put these on?!
"What's wrong? Doesn't my husband like it?" She held the stockings and high heels, walked towards me, and looked at me with alluring eyes. "This humble servant thinks… these sheer underpants, paired with these white stockings and high heels… seem… even more 'fitting'?"
She deliberately emphasized the word "fitting," and the teasing and controlling meaning in her eyes was practically overflowing!
I understood! She wanted to… completely fulfill my fantasy! To please me with this most shameful, most seductive attire! But… in a way where she was in control!
"Like it! Your husband likes it too much!" I was so excited I was incoherent. "Ying'er… quickly… quickly put them on for your husband to see!"
"Mm~" She smiled contentedly, then, under my burning gaze, slowly sat on the edge of the bed and began to put on the stockings and high heels, symbols of degradation and temptation…
The white silk slid like flowing water over her long, slender, well-proportioned calves, tightly encasing every inch of skin, gleaming with alluring sheen under the candlelight. Then came the exquisite white peep-toe high heels; the slender heels elegantly elevated the arch of her foot, revealing her rounded heel and a few pearl-like toes…
The moment she was fully dressed and stood up, I felt my breath would stop!
Her lake-green ruqun had long been discarded; now, she wore only a moon-white belly band on her upper body, and the almost transparent gauze underpants on her lower body. Her long legs were encased in shiny white stockings, her feet shod in pure white peep-toe high heels, and the black fine chain on her ankle was faintly visible… Purity and charm, classical and modern, sanctity and licentiousness… all these conflicting temperaments perfectly merged within her, forming a fatal attraction!
"My husband… now… how do you feel?" She stood there, like a temptress awaiting inspection, her face bearing a shy yet confident smile, her eyes captivatingly fixed on me.
"Ying'er… you… you're simply…" My throat was dry, I couldn't utter a single word, able only to express my shock and desire with the most primal gaze!
"Hehehe…" Seeing my dazed, crestfallen state, she chuckled smugly, then, taking elegant and seductive cat-like steps, she walked towards me, one step at a time… The sound of her high heels tapping the ground was like drumbeats on my heart…
She walked up to me, extended a slender jade finger, gently hooked my chin, her eyes misty yet holding absolute control, and her red lips slightly parted, uttering words like a spell:
"Then… my cuckold pimp husband… are you ready now… to accept this humble servant's 'reward'?"
Her charming voice was like a spell, every word striking my excited nerves! Watching her lofty, controlling queen-like demeanor, feeling the playful yet fervent lust in her eyes, I felt as if all the blood in my body was burning! The pathetic little dick in my lower abdomen was even harder than an iron brand, impatiently wanting to receive her "reward"!
"Ready! Ying'er! Your husband… your husband is ready!" I responded almost incoherently, like a wretched slave awaiting his master's grace, my eyes filled with pleading and fervent excitement!
"Hehehe…" She seemed very pleased with my humble appearance, letting out a string of bell-like chuckles. But, just as I thought she would immediately pounce on me, or command me to do something, she made an unexpected move.
She turned and walked to the clothes rack, picked up an outer garment, and casually draped it over herself. It was a plain, ordinary-style outer garment, yet she wore it with a unique allure. The outer garment wasn't thick; it barely covered her graceful body, but because she wore only a belly band and the almost transparent underpants underneath, it added even more forbidden temptation! The hem of her garment swayed slightly with her movements, occasionally revealing a section of her long, beautiful leg encased in shiny white stockings, along with the pure white peep-toe high heels on her feet and the faintly visible black fine chain on her ankle…
"Madam… you…" I watched dumbfounded, not understanding why she would suddenly "spoil the mood" by putting on an outer garment.
She turned around, looked at my stunned expression, and the smile on her face grew even more cunning: "What's wrong? Doesn't my husband like this humble servant dressed like this?" She deliberately puffed out her chest, causing the collar of the outer garment to slightly open, revealing a corner of the moon-white belly band underneath and her alluring collarbone.
"No… no…" I quickly shook my head, my throat dry. "It's just… Ying'er, like this… your husband… your husband's heart is even more itching with unbearable desire!"
"Oh? Is that so?" She raised an eyebrow, took elegant cat-like steps towards me, extended her jade foot clad in white stockings, and gently stepped on the top of my foot with the pointed heel of her high heel!
"Hiss—!" The slight stinging pain transmitted through the shoe made me gasp, but what followed was an even more intense excitement!
"Since my husband is so impatient…" She bent down slightly, her warm breath caressing my face, her eyes misty yet holding an unquestionable authority. "Then… let this humble servant first see… my husband's 'sincerity'…"
"Sin… sincerity?" I was a bit confused.
"Yes," she nodded, her gaze sweeping over my already hardened crotch, a mischievous smile curving her lips. "Didn't my husband say… his little thing… was useless? Then… my husband… you can take it out yourself… let this humble servant 'appreciate' it properly… see… just how 'useless' it really is… how about it?"
Boom—!!!!
Make me masturbate for her to see?! In front of her, looking so captivating and enchanting?! She actually… made such a shameful request!
A surge of extreme shame instantly engulfed me! But closely following it was an even more intense, perverted excitement! She truly… understood completely! She knew this was what would humiliate me the most! And excite me the most!
"What? Is my husband unwilling?" She looked at my twisted expression, a mix of shame and excitement, and feigned confusion, asking, slightly increasing the pressure under her foot. "Then forget about it…"
"No! Willing! Your husband is willing!" I quickly cried out, afraid she would withdraw this "grace"! Although the shame was extreme, deep down I yearned for it immensely! Yearned to display my ugliness and worthlessness before her! Yearned to see her disgusted yet excited gaze!
"Then… aren't you going to hurry?" she urged, a hint of impatience in her voice, but the amusement in her eyes grew stronger.
Trembling, humiliated, in front of her, I slowly unfastened my pants and pulled out that three-inch little dick, which was already hard as a stone!
It appeared so tiny and pathetic in the candlelight, forming an incredibly cruel contrast with Li Ying's noble and seductive image at that moment!
"Heh…" Li Ying looked at my pathetic thing and finally couldn't help but chuckle softly, her eyes filled with undisguised contempt and pity. "It really is… miniature and cute…"
She crouched down, leaning in to observe closely, as if studying some rare novelty. She extended a finger, clad in white silk, and gently poked the hard glans, then pinched the short shaft.
"Tsk-tsk… it truly… works so hard…" She shook her head, her tone filled with teasing. "Trying so 'hard' to please this humble servant… what a pity…"
My face was hot enough to bake pancakes! I was so ashamed I wished I could crawl into a crack in the ground! But my body grew even more excited from her touch and words! Mucus was even uncontrollably oozing from the glans!
"Alright, isn't my husband going to show his 'sincerity'?" She stood up, crossed her arms, and looked down at me, like a queen awaiting a performance. "Begin… let this humble servant see… just how 'splendid' my husband's little thing can be…"
I shamefully closed my eyes, trembling, extended my hand, grasped my pathetic meat stick, and then, under her gaze, began my clumsy and humiliating self-pleasure…
Each stroke of my palm felt as heavy as a thousand pounds! I could feel her burning and teasing gaze, like needle pricks all over my body! My mind was a chaotic mess, leaving only boundless shame and perverted pleasure!
"Harder, my husband…" Her voice carried a hint of impatient urging. "Haven't you eaten? You're buzzing like a mosquito…"
I gritted my teeth and sped up my strokes! A tingling, numbing pleasure shot through my sensitive dick from the friction of my palm! But I didn't dare to cum! I knew she hadn't seen enough! What she wanted to see… was me struggling in this shame!
Just like that, time passed minute by minute, and I felt I was reaching my limit! My glans was already swollen purple, and mucus continuously seeped from my urethral opening!
Just then, Li Ying finally seemed to get "bored." She yawned and stretched, her outer garment slipping slightly with her movements, revealing more of her snow-white skin and alluring curves.
"Alright, alright..." She waved her hand, saying lazily, "Husband's 'performance'... is truly uninteresting..." She walked to the bed and lay down languidly, crossing her legs, her beautiful legs, clad in white stockings and high heels, tracing an alluring arc in the air. "Perhaps this servant... should do it personally..."
As she spoke, she beckoned to me with a finger, her gaze seductive, yet her tone commanding: "Come here... Lie down... Let this servant... 'cherish' this useless little thing of yours..."
I felt as if I had received a great pardon, and as if I had received a sacred decree! I quickly threw away the "evidence" in my hand, scrambling to the bedside, and obediently lay down!
Li Ying looked at my eager, wretched state, and chuckled softly again. Then, she slowly parted her legs, and, like a queen, elegantly and assertively straddled my waist!
Instantly, a warm, soft sensation, carrying an alluring body fragrance, passed through the cicada-wing-thin gauze underpants, pressing tightly against my lower abdomen! I could clearly feel the outline of her mysterious valley! And even... a faint dampness?!
"Husband..." She lowered her head, her warm breath misting my face, her eyes dazed yet filled with absolute control. "Are you ready? To receive from this servant... this 'whipping'... full of 'love'?"
As she spoke, her plump jade buttocks lowered slightly, guiding my already painfully erect small cock to align with the faintly visible, moist entrance beneath the sheer gauze...
"Husband..." She lowered her head, her warm breath misting my face, her eyes dazed yet filled with absolute control. "Are you ready? To receive from this servant... this 'whipping'... full of 'love'?"
I trembled all over with excitement, my already painfully erect small cock pulsating even more excitedly because of her suggestive and humiliating words!
"Rea... ready... Ying'er... quickly... quickly come in..." I pleaded impatiently, like a wretched dog awaiting its master's favor.
She looked at my impatient, wretched state, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Then, her plump jade buttocks slowly lowered, and the moist entrance beneath the cicada-wing-thin gauze underpants precisely enveloped my proudly erect little meat stick!
"Squish—"
A slight, wet, slippery sound! Although separated by a layer of nearly non-existent sheer gauze, I could still clearly feel the warmth and tightness at the entrance of her vaginal canal! That familiar yet strange enveloping sensation instantly made me so comfortable I almost moaned aloud!
But, she didn't immediately sit down completely; instead, she only allowed my glans and a small section of my shaft to enter her body, and then stopped moving!
"Huh?" I looked at her, somewhat puzzled.
She lowered her head, a playful smile on her face, deliberately twisting her waist, making my pathetic little thing lightly rub against her wet and hot orifice, experiencing the ultimate temptation and torment!
"Husband... don't be so eager..." Her voice was seductively charming to the bone, with a hint of laziness, "Let's... take our time..."
As she spoke, she began to move up and down extremely slowly, like grinding beans. Each time she lifted, my glans barely left the orifice; each time she descended, only a small portion was re-enveloped, as if just tasting it. That warm, wet, tender flesh constantly rubbed against my most sensitive tip, like the gentlest torture, making me extremely pleasurable yet unable to fully enter!
"Mm... Ah..." I twisted my body impatiently, wanting deeper! Wanting to be thoroughly penetrated by her!
"Husband's little thing... is truly sensitive..." she said, grinding slowly, while exhaling orchid-like breath into my ear, her voice so tender it seemed to drip with water, yet her words carried bone-chilling humiliation. "Look... this servant hasn't even used much force... yet husband looks like he's about to collapse... truly pathetic..."
"But then again..." She changed her tone, with a hint of curiosity and... feigned innocence? "Speaking of which... Husband... we've been married for a few years now... enjoying intimacy every night... yet how is it that this servant's body... is still a virgin? Has husband's little cock... never... managed to reach that membrane?"
*Boom—!!!*
Like a bolt from the clear sky! She... she actually asked that question directly! Right in front of me! While I was being ridden by her!
Married for several years! Enjoying intimacy every night! Yet the wife is still a virgin! This was simply the greatest humiliation for a man! And now, this humiliation was exposed nakedly by her, in such a gentle yet cruel manner!
"I... I..." I instantly blushed scarlet, so ashamed I could not find a place to hide myself, wishing I could die right then and there! An extreme sense of humiliation and powerlessness swept over my entire body!
"What? Husband can't answer?" She looked at my look of shame and indignation so intense I wished to die, the smile in her eyes deepened, but the movements of her buttocks remained unhurried, toying with me like a cat playing with a mouse. "Or perhaps... today husband should 'try a bit harder'? See... if he can... break this servant's virginity?"
"Yes... yes..." I clutched at it like a drowning man grasping a straw, and as if I had received some divine command, I almost roared my agreement! Yes! I'll deflower her! I'll prove it! I'm not useless!
I began to vigorously thrust my waist upwards, wanting to send my pathetic little cock deeper into her body! Wanting to touch that membrane symbolizing intactness and conquest!
"Hm?" Li Ying seemed not to have expected me to suddenly become so "excited," but she didn't stop me; instead, she subtly adjusted her posture, seemingly cooperating with me, or perhaps observing my "death throes" from a condescending position.
I used all my strength! Once! Twice! Thrice! Thrusting desperately upwards! My little cock lunged upwards with all its might in her wet and slippery vaginal canal! I could feel the squeeze of her tight, warm vaginal flesh! I could feel the slickness of the constantly gushing lustful fluid! I could even feel... as if I had hit something deeper, something more resilient!
That's it! It must be there!
A wave of ecstasy surged within me! I thrust fiercely upwards with even more effort!
"Squish... squish..." My little cock struck futilely inside her, creating waves of lewd, watery sounds. I was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, feeling as if all my strength was about to run out!
But... why... was that membrane... still unbroken?!
I could feel it right there! As if within reach! But this damned little thing of mine... was like being blocked by an invisible barrier! No matter how hard I tried! How I adjusted my angle! How I thrust upwards with all my might! My glans could only futilely slide and rub beneath that membrane! Just that tiny bit short! Always just that tiny bit short! It couldn't reach at all! Let alone pierce it!
"Hehehe..." From above, Li Ying's irrepressible charming laughter echoed, filled with mockery and pity. "Husband... are you capable? You've been thrusting for a while now... yet you're still like nothing's happened? It seems this servant's virginity... cannot be relied on husband to break..."
Her words were like ice water, instantly dousing that pathetic spark of hope in my heart! Yes... how could I forget... This useless three-inch thing of mine... How could it possibly pierce that membrane representing conquest?! I even struggle to make her truly feel "entered"! And I still dream of deflowering her?! It's simply a fool's dream!
Boundless despair and shame instantly devoured me!
"Ah—!!!" I could no longer bear this extreme physical and mental stimulation, and couldn't help but let out a desperate roar!
"Slap!"
Li Ying seemed annoyed by my roar, or perhaps she felt my "disobedient" behavior ruined her "mood," she raised her hand and lightly (but to me, heavily) slapped my thigh, her tone carrying a hint of petulant complaint and reprimand: "Why are you shouting! You scared this servant! I told you not to rush just now, but you wouldn't listen! Now look at your pathetic display!"
Being slapped and reprimanded by her, I actually calmed down somewhat, but what followed was an even deeper humiliation! I was actually... treated by her like an unruly child being scolded!
"Husband... do you know your mistake?" She lowered her head, looking at the humiliated tears in my eyes, her tone carrying a hint of "sternness," yet her eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Yes... I know..." I lowered my head in humiliation, not daring to look at her.
"Knowing your mistake... means you must accept 'punishment,' you see..." Her voice suddenly became extraordinarily gentle, but the movements of her buttocks abruptly sped up!
"Ah!" I was caught off guard! Just now she was as gentle as a spring breeze stroking a willow, but now she began to thrust violently like a furious storm! Her plump jade buttocks fiercely rose and fell, each time swallowing my little cock deeply, then quickly pulling it out! The warm vaginal flesh furiously squeezed and rubbed my sensitive meat stick! Watery sounds "slapped" loudly! The bed also began to shake violently!
"Mm... Ah... Ying'er... slow... slower..." I couldn't keep up with her rhythm at all, only feeling pleasure surge in waves, almost overwhelming me!
"Slow?" She sneered, her movements becoming faster and fiercer! "Who was disobedient just now? Hm? Doesn't husband like to 'try harder'? This servant will now let you 'try hard' to your heart's content!" While furiously thrusting her waist, she also deliberately lowered her head, lightly rubbing her still-plump breasts, visible through her bellyband, against my chest!
"Do you... like... this servant treating you... so roughly? Hm? My little cock husband?" She panted, pressing the question, her eyes dazed and wild!
"Yes! Ah! Yes! Ying'er! I like it!" Under this extreme stimulation and humiliation, my rationality completely collapsed! I responded to her frantically! Craving more! More roughness! More humiliation!
"Then... cum for this servant! Now!" She too seemed to have reached a peak of excitement, issuing her final command!
"Ugh ah—!!!"
Accompanied by her domineering command and the last few wild thrusts! I could no longer hold back! A thin, scalding white fluid, like defeated soldiers, gushed miserably from my little cock! It shot onto the thin, transparent gauze underpants, dampening a small, hazy patch...
"Sigh..." Feeling my brief and weak orgasm, Li Ying's movements slowly ceased. She lowered her head, looking at the pitiful small puddle of white fluid on the gauze underpants, and sighed helplessly, her tone filled with unconcealed "disappointment": "So fast again... Husband's 'skill'... truly is... sigh..."
I closed my eyes in shame, the afterglow of orgasm intertwining with the humiliation of my impotence, making me almost want to cry.
But just then, a pair of warm, soft arms gently circled my neck. Li Ying leaned down, pressing her burning cheek against my chest, her voice returning to its previous tenderness, with a hint of appeasement: "There, there... it's not husband's fault... it's this servant... who's too 'powerful,' you see..." She gently patted my back, as if comforting a wronged child, "Husband has worked hard..."
Feeling the warmth of her embrace and the "love" in her words (even if in this manner), my heart was filled with a complex and twisted satisfaction... This was my Ying'er; even when I was at my most wretched and impotent, she still "loved" me and "needed" me in her unique way.
Just as I was immersed in this morbid sense of happiness, Li Ying gently pushed me away slightly, looked down at the transparent gauze underpants dampened by my semen, her brow slightly furrowed, her tone again taking on an unquestionable commanding edge, yet mixed with a strange laziness:
"Husband... look... it's all dirty..." She extended her slender jade finger, pointing at the defiled patch, "Surely... you can't just wear it like this, can you?"
My heart tightened, and I immediately understood her meaning! Was this... the final "humiliation" segment?
"Then... then Ying'er means..." I licked my dry lips, my voice trembling slightly from nervousness and anticipation.
"What do you think?" She lifted her plump jade buttocks, bringing the sheer gauze, stained with my pathetic essence, close to my mouth, her gaze playful yet with a hint of lazy command. "Surely... you don't expect this servant to do it herself? The 'trouble' husband caused himself... naturally, he must clean it up himself..."
!!!
Lick... lick clean?! Make me use my tongue to lick my own semen from the sheer gauze over her private parts?!
An extreme sense of shame, as if struck by electricity, instantly swept over my entire body! This... this was simply more direct than any previous humiliation! More lowly! To use my tongue to clean up the proof of my own impotence! And right there, on her private parts, which symbolized mystery and temptation!
My mind went blank, leaving only a roaring tinnitus and a pounding heartbeat! Humiliated tears uncontrollably welled up! But at the same time... an even fiercer, more perverse excitement, like a volcanic eruption, burst within me! My breathing instantly became coarse and heavy! Even my recently softened small cock shamefully began to stir again!
"What? Unwilling?" She looked at the humiliated tears in my eyes and my body's honest reaction, the smile on her lips deepened, carrying a hint of lazy threat: "Then this servant... might get angry, you know..."
"Willing! Willing! This slave... this dog slave is willing!" I almost blurted it out, even my self-address turning into "dog slave"! In the face of such extreme humiliation, all dignity, all status, became insignificant! I only knew that I must obey! I craved to be treated by her like this!
I trembled, like the most devout believer, and also like the most lowly slave, slowly raising my head, facing the defilement that was within reach.
The gauze fabric carried a hint of coolness, while the lingering semen still held my body temperature. A complex scent, mixed with Li Ying's body fragrance and the fishy, rank odor of my own semen, rushed directly into my nasal cavity!
I closed my eyes, extended my trembling tongue, and gently, humiliatingly, began to lick the damp sheer gauze...
My tongue tip felt a slick, slightly salty taste, and the subtle texture of the thin gauze fabric. I didn't dare to use force, fearing I might hurt her, only carefully, little by little, rolling that defilement that belonged to me back into my mouth...
"Mmm..." Li Ying seemed quite satisfied with my "service," letting out a lazy and comfortable hum from her throat. She even slightly arched her waist, allowing the sheer gauze to press more intimately against my cheeks and lips, making my "work" easier.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment. In the bedroom, only the sound of my humiliating licking remained, along with Li Ying's soft breaths, satisfied yet possessing a sense of control...
I don't know how long passed, until I had licked the sheer gauze until only faint wet marks remained, only then did Li Ying finally pat my head lightly, satisfied, as if rewarding an obedient puppy: "Alright... good boy..."
She dismounted from me, gently unfastening the living clasp of the sheer gauze underpants, tossing them casually aside, and then removed the troublesome outer garment. At this moment, she was left wearing only a moon-white belly band, lustrous white stockings, pure white high heels, and the mysterious thin black chain on her ankle.
I remained lying on the bed, looking at her extremely sexy appearance, my heart filled with a post-catastrophe-like emptiness and satisfaction.
She didn't do anything else, just lay back down beside me, curling into my embrace like a lazy kitten, burying her head in my chest.
"Husband..." Her voice returned to its usual gentleness and shyness, with a hint of guilt and flattery after just having "acted naughty." "Just now... did this servant... act too much?"
Act?
My heart stirred, and I held her soft body tighter, feeling the warmth of her skin and the silk's slickness, feeling somewhat dazed for a moment. Was that queen, who was so high and mighty, wantonly humiliating me just now... truly "acting"?
"N-no..." I answered subconsciously, my voice still a bit hoarse, "Ying'er... you acted very well... your husband... liked it very much..."
"Really?" She lifted her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling with anticipation, like a child waiting for praise. "This servant... it's also my first time doing such a thing... deep down... I was actually very scared... afraid husband would get angry..."
Seeing the genuine worry and dependence in her eyes, my heart instantly melted into a puddle! Yes, she's my wife! Didn't she do all of this for me? To satisfy my perverse fetish! Even if those humiliations just now were real, so what? Isn't this precisely our unique way of "love"?
"Silly Ying'er..." I tenderly stroked her beautiful hair, pressing a kiss on her forehead. "How could your husband be angry? Your husband... couldn't cherish you enough..."
"Husband..." She hugged me tightly, moved, burying her face deep into my embrace.
We quietly embraced each other, feeling each other's body warmth and heartbeats. The excitement from the thrilling lovemaking just now gradually subsided, replaced by a post-storm tranquility and warmth.
"Husband... I'm sorry..." After a long while, she spoke in a muffled voice, "This servant knows... husband deep down... also wants a child... but this servant's body..." She was referring to the matter of her never having broken the melon.
"It's not your fault..." I gently comforted her, although a hint of bitterness flashed through my heart, but more so, it was pity for her. "It's your husband... it's your husband who's useless..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" She immediately lifted her head, pressing a finger to my lips, her eyes firm. "Husband is not useless at all! Husband is the best husband in the world! In this servant's heart... husband will always be... the most formidable!"
I knew she was comforting me, but hearing her defend me like this, a warm current still surged in my heart. Yes, even if I wasn't good in that aspect, in her heart, I was still her heaven, her reliance. That was enough.
We stopped talking, just quietly snuggling, whispering some insignificant sweet nothings, sharing our feelings with each other. The atmosphere was warm and sweet, as if those lewd scenes had never occurred.
After a while longer, I gently lifted her jade legs, clad in white stockings and high heels.
"Are you tired? Your husband will help you take these off." I said softly.
"Mm..." She nodded obediently, letting me carefully take off her pure white high heels, and then the lustrous white stockings. When the stockings peeled from her smooth calves, revealing skin as warm and smooth as jade, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat again. That ankle, adorned with a thin black chain, now that the stockings no longer concealed it, appeared even more striking and alluring.
I cupped both her feet in my hands, gently massaging them, easing her fatigue from wearing high heels. She comfortably narrowed her eyes, letting out a soft hum of contentment.
In this moment, there was no humiliation, no control, only the purest tenderness between husband and wife.
I don't know how long passed before weariness crept in. The night deepened.
"Sleep, Ying'er."
"Mm, husband, you should also sleep early."
I held her tightly in my arms and pulled the covers up. The clean scent of her bath lingered at my nose, and feeling the softness and warmth of her body, my heart was at peace.
In the darkness, I quietly clasped her ankle, the one with the anklet, my fingers unconsciously caressing the cool, delicate chain and her warm skin. In her sleep, she seemed to sense something, her calf twitching slightly, letting out a muffled murmur before sinking back into deep sleep, her lips seemingly curving upwards.
Tomorrow... will be a new day.
The night passed without a word, only the occasional chirping of insects from outside the window. Amidst a complex mix of weariness and satisfaction, I held my soft wife in my arms and fell into a deep sleep. It was a rare tranquil slumber; in my dream, there seemed to be none of those bizarre, shameful fantasies, only a warm serenity.
It wasn't until the horizon turned fish-belly white and the first ray of dawn filtered through the window screen that I slowly opened my eyes. Li Ying in my arms was still fast asleep, her even breaths brushing my chest, bringing a faint, ticklish warmth. She slept peacefully, her rosy cheeks glowing with a healthy blush, and her long eyelashes lay like tiny fans, quietly covering her eyelids.
Looking at her pure and flawless sleeping face, my heart was filled with tenderness. All the madness and absurdity of last night seemed like merely a Nanke dream. But... as my gaze shifted downwards to her slender, fair ankle, the thin black chain anklet silently reminded me that everything from last night had indeed happened.
The black, delicate chain was particularly striking in the morning light, a few tiny obsidian beads emitting a restrained luster, clinging tightly to her snow-white skin like a brand. This strong visual contrast once again stirred the hidden, wicked excitement within me. I couldn't help but reach out, my fingertips gently brushing the cool chain, feeling the temperature difference where it touched her skin.
Perhaps my movement disturbed her, the person in my arms stirred gently, letting out a lazy hum, and then slowly opened her eyes.
"Mm... husband..." She was drowsy, her voice thick with sleep, as soft and sweet as melted malt candy. She instinctively burrowed into my embrace, like a kitten seeking warmth.
"Morning, my good Ying'er." I responded softly, a gentle smile on my face, but my gaze involuntarily lingered once more on the ankle adorned with the anklet.
She seemed to notice something too, following my gaze downwards. When she saw the thin black chain, her sleepy eyes instantly cleared a bit, a hint of surprise and confusion appearing, and then a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.
"Oh... this..." she gasped softly, as if only now remembering that I had secretly put the anklet on her last night. She instinctively moved her ankle, and the thin chain gave a faint clang with her motion.
"What's wrong? Don't you like it?" I asked knowingly, a hint of teasing in my tone, my finger gently hooking the chain and sliding it along the smooth skin of her ankle.
"No... no..." She quickly shook her head, her cheeks flushing deeper, her eyes flickering, not daring to meet my gaze, her voice as thin as a mosquito's hum, "It's just... a little... unfamiliar..."
"Is it comfortable to wear? Does it chafe?" I continued to ask, my fingers not stopping, but instead moving more boldly towards her delicate heel.
"It's... fine..." She slightly pulled back her foot, seeming a little ticklish and uncomfortable, "It's just... I always feel... a bit strange..."
"What's strange about it?" I pressed, my heart filled with anticipation.
She hesitated for a moment, then looked up, seeing the undisguised interest in my eyes, seemingly understanding my meaning. She bit her lower lip, a hint of cunning flashing in her gaze, and then, in a tone that was almost coquettish yet slightly complaining, she said, "It just feels... like I'm tied to something... clinking as I walk... I'm so afraid others will hear..." As she spoke, she deliberately shook her ankle, making the thin chain emit a crisp sound.
Tied up? Clinking?
My heart pounded! Her words were full of innuendo! Not only did they express the feeling of constraint and shame brought by the anklet (fear of others hearing), but it also seemed... she wasn't repulsed by this feeling? Perhaps even... a little enjoyed this sensation of being 'marked'?
"Then... shall your husband take it off for you?" I probed again, wanting to see her deeper attitude.
"Don't!" she blurted out, almost instinctively. Realizing her reaction was a bit excessive, her cheeks flushed again, and she quickly lowered her head, adding in a whisper, "It's a gift from husband... there's no reason to take it off..." She paused, then looked up again, a hint of petulance and undeniable resolve in her eyes, "From now on... this servant will wear it always... letting everyone know... this servant belongs to husband... tightly 'tethered' by husband..."
Her words exploded like thunder in my ears! Not only had she accepted it! She had actively given the anklet the meaning of 'mark' and 'restraint'! She said she would wear it always! Letting everyone know!
This... this was even more stimulating than I had anticipated! Even more perfect!
An indescribable rush of ecstasy and satisfaction instantly overwhelmed me! My little cock once again uncontrollably hardened!
"My good Ying'er! My good Ying'er!" I hugged her tightly in excitement, showering her face with frantic kisses, "Your husband knew... you understand your husband best!"
"Hmph..." She laughed as my kisses tickled her, dodging slightly, but she didn't push me away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck, her eyes hazy with a hint of triumph, "Then... how does husband plan to 'reward' this servant for being so 'understanding'?"
Here it comes again! 'Reward' again! Is she... relishing the taste and craving more? Has she completely fallen in love with this feeling of controlling me?
"Whatever reward Ying'er desires... your husband will give!" I said without hesitation. At this moment, I was already so bewitched by her teasing, completely willing to surrender beneath her 'pomegranate skirt'.
"Really?" She blinked, cunning sparkling in her eyes.
"Absolutely true!"
"Then..." She leaned close to my ear, her warm breath tickling my lobe, and whispered in a voice only we two could hear, "This servant wants... husband, when you go to the clinic today... to keep this servant's... little feet, stained with the black slave's saliva... firmly in your mind... thinking of them... and then..." Her voice dropped even lower, carrying a devilish allure, "And then... when you come back tonight... serve this servant well again..."
*Boom—!!!*
My mind went blank instantly! She... she actually brought up Zaha licking her feet herself! And wanted me to fantasize about it! Using that as her 'reward'?!
This... this was simply... the ultimate cuckold declaration!
Her words were like thunder! 'Thinking of those little feet stained with the black slave's saliva'... 'come back tonight and serve this servant well again'... This... this was simply putting my soul on the scorching flames of desire, roasting it repeatedly! Shame! Excitement! Jealousy! Longing! All these emotions, like a burst dam, instantly drowned me!
"Ying'er! My good Ying'er!" Unable to suppress the surge within, I excitedly flipped over and pressed her beneath me, my lips frantically kissing her face and neck, my voice hoarse with extreme excitement, "I want it now! I want to 'serve' you now! Let your husband properly lick those beautiful feet of yours! Lick them now!"
My sanity had already been utterly destroyed by this ultimate cuckold declaration! I just wanted to immediately! Right now! To use my tongue to worship those jade feet that had been 'defiled' by the paramour! To feel the lingering strange scent! To imagine how Zaha's rough tongue had left its marks on her delicate skin!
"Hehehe..." However, Li Ying wasn't swept away by my "enthusiasm." She giggled, twisting her body agilely, easily dodging my eager kisses. She extended a slender, jade-like finger and poked my hardened, burning little cock, her eyes so alluring they could drip water, her tone carrying an undeniable languor and control: "Oh my... my good husband... why are you so impatient? Didn't this servant say? You have to wait until tonight..."
Her finger, with just a light touch, seemed to hold infinite magic, making my whole body tremble instantly, my movements freezing in place! That soft, small thing twitched shamefully beneath her fingertip, as if silently protesting its master's impotence and lowliness!
"But... but I..." I looked at her with humiliation, my eyes full of pleading, like a child begging for candy.
"No 'buts'..." She interrupted me, her finger gently circling the pitiful tip of my penis, feeling its sensitive tremors. Her smile was as cunning as a vixen's, "If husband doesn't even have this much 'patience'... then the 'reward' tonight... might just disappear, you know..."
The reward tonight... gone?!
These words hit me like a bolt from the blue, instantly jolting me back to reality! That's right... she was the queen now! The one giving orders! If I didn't obey... and angered her... wouldn't I lose even that little thought of tonight?!
Fear instantly overwhelmed desire! I quickly shook my head like a rattle-drum: "No no no! Ying'er! Your husband will obey! I'll listen to everything you say! If you say wait until tonight, then I'll wait until tonight!" I forced out a fawning smile, terrified that she would truly get angry.
"Mm... that's more like it..." She nodded in satisfaction, finally releasing her finger from my lifeline, and instead gently stroked my cheek. Her tone returned to its former tenderness, as if the cruel queen from moments ago had been merely my illusion, "Husband, be good... and this servant will naturally 'spoil' you well tonight..." She leaned close to my ear, adding in a voice only we two could hear, "I promise... it will make husband feel even 'better'... than last night..."
Even better than last night?!
My heart began to pound wildly again! Last night's foot licking, masturbatory humiliation, female-led dominance... had already made me feel extremely pleasurable!
Tonight... what new tricks would she come up with to 'torment' me? At this thought, an uncontrollable anticipation once again submerged me!
"Then... then Ying'er..." I suppressed my excitement and cautiously asked, "During the day... how should your husband... 'think' about your feet? What... what should I think about?"
"Mm..." She seemed to have anticipated my question, a glint of cunning flashing in her eyes. Then, she extended that jade foot, adorned with the black anklet, and gently rested it on my chest. Her smooth skin and the cool, delicate chain formed a stark contrast with my warm chest.
"Husband should just think..." As she lightly rubbed my collarbone with her dainty toes, she looked at me with alluring eyes, her voice languid and seductive, "Think of how this servant's foot... was licked clean, bit by bit... by that Black Coal Head... with his rough, coarse tongue... think of how that warm saliva... drenched this servant's tender white skin... making it all wet... think of how afraid... how ashamed... and yet how 'comfortable'... this servant was at the time..."
With every word she spoke, my breathing grew heavier! Her understated tone, coupled with the provocative movement of her toes, practically etched the most decadent images directly into my mind! Black man! Saliva! Soaked! Comfortable! These words were like a spell, repeatedly assaulting my fragile nerves! My little cock began to twitch restlessly again!
"And you should also think..." As if she found the stimulation insufficient, her toes moved even more boldly, even lightly stepping on my lower abdomen, feeling my pitiful erection through my thin nightclothes, "Think of how this servant's foot... will soon put on shoes and socks... and walk outside... getting covered in dust... then tonight, when I return... let husband... use his tongue... bit by bit... to lick it clean..."
Use his tongue... lick it clean?! Lick her dust-covered feet clean?!
Fuck! This was simply... utterly debased! But also utterly stimulating!
"You still want to think about it..."
"Stop... stop, Ying'er..." I couldn't listen anymore. I felt all the blood in my body rush to my lower half; if I listened any longer, I really would explode on the spot! I pleaded with her, both ashamed and excited.
"Hehehe... look at husband's pathetic state..." Seeing my discomfited appearance, she finally withdrew her foot with satisfaction and gently patted my cheek, "Alright, alright... I won't tease you anymore... get up quickly... if you don't get up now... you'll be late for the clinic..."
Her tone returned to the tenderness and concern of a normal wife, as if the vixenish woman from moments ago had been merely a fleeting illusion. This rapid role-switching only made me more infatuated!
"Mm..." I nodded. Though my heart was filled with reluctance, I knew I couldn't delay any longer. Under her "command," I suppressed the alluring thoughts in my mind and began to get up, dress, and wash.
As I dressed, Li Ying leaned lazily against the headboard, wearing only her moon-white belly band and the black, delicate chain on her ankle, watching me with her big, glistening eyes. Her gaze was bold and direct, openly scanning my body as if admiring a possession of hers. From time to time, she would deliberately stick out the tip of her tongue to lick her lips, or unconsciously twine her fingers through her hair, striking various seductive poses.
My movements involuntarily stiffened, and several times I almost put on the wrong clothes. Under her watchful gaze, I felt utterly uncomfortable, my face burning, and the wicked fire in my lower abdomen simply wouldn't subside! This little vixen! She was constantly teasing me! Testing my willpower!
After finally finishing washing and dressing, and having a simple breakfast (during which her gaze never left me), I finally 'escaped' the bedroom and headed towards the clinic.
Along the way, my steps felt somewhat unsteady, my mind filled with Li Ying's vixenish appearance from the morning and those utterly shameful words... thinking of her beautiful feet adorned with the black anklet... thinking of the skin stained with the black man's saliva... thinking of returning tonight to use my tongue to lick her dust-covered feet clean...
Fuck! How am I supposed to work like this?!
I shook my head with a bitter smile and quickened my pace. I only wished for this day to pass quickly, so I could return sooner to that sweet yet shameful 'hell'...
...
Finally, evening arrived, and I closed the clinic door almost immediately, rushing home like an arrow. The thought of the 'reward' awaiting me tonight made my heart pound like a rabbit, and my steps quickened considerably.