In the empty and lewd room, only the heavy breathing of the two remained.
Li Ershu's departure did not cause Zhen Jing any confusion, as if she had long been accustomed to such fleeting acts of love. Everything in her heart was merely a transaction.
Of course, the man serving her below was an exception.
"Brother Jing, seeing Jing'er in this state, are you still willing to welcome me into your home?"
Zhen Jing's soft hand cupped her burning cheeks, as if trying to cool her flushed face after climax.
I firmly replied, "Jing'er's wanton appearance is even more beautiful. Even heavenly immortals can't compare to Jing'er's purity."
"Squirt!"
Zhen Jing burst into laughter, covering her lower abdomen and gasping out words: "Heh heh~~ This... haha~~ You call this purity~~ heh heh."
Although Zhen Jing was laughing exceptionally happily now, this also reflected her self-contempt.
"Why not? Daoists don't incur karma, but they must also experience the mortal world; Buddhists don't get stained by filth, but there are also those who descend into hell to save people."
"Only by being cleansed by the mundane world does the Dao heart become clearer; only by experiencing the world's most evil places can Buddhahood be sublimated. Similarly, for Jing'er to still like me after countless lustful thoughts, actions, and consequences, this truly highlights the preciousness of our feelings."
Zhen Jing fell silent for a moment, the corners of her willow brows, curved like crescent moons, dampened slightly. As Zhen Jing's vaginal opening subtly contracted, the stone hanging in her heart finally dropped, and she calmly uttered a soft voice: "Jing Gege, I want to hug you."
After a rustle of movement, we embraced, feeling the elasticity of Zhen Jing's beautiful breasts and the smoothness of her skin. This immediately made my mind restless, eager to… let Abu and Zaha brutally fuck Jing'er under their crotches.
Sure enough, I have a tendency to develop into a cuckold slave. My first reaction to having a beautiful wife is actually to offer her to black men for development and impregnation. I am truly too sinful!
"What's Jing Gege thinking about again! Your little penis is bouncing around."
I could only give an awkward smile.
Zhen Jing didn't press further, but instead asked: "Jing Gege, do I really have to go to your house? I don't know how to face your wife. I was originally here first, but in the end, other women took you away, and I feel very uncomfortable about it."
I gently stroked Jing'er's back and comforted her: "Come, you'll have to face it eventually. And my manor doesn't have so many rules and restrictions. If I, Wu Tao, cause you even a sliver of grievance, then you can hold me accountable."
"Then when would be a good time for me to come?"
I pondered for a moment, then decided on seven days later. Within these seven days, I needed to inform my family in the manor and prepare them mentally, otherwise, there would be big problems.
At the same time, I told Zhen Jing about my current situation and the ill intentions of those men at her door. But she said she had always known, and told me not to worry about her affairs, as she always had a balance in her heart.
Just as I was wondering why she hadn't come to me to share her worries, she seemed to have anticipated it and said: "Jing'er isn't a woman who doesn't know her place. Every time Jing'er came to your manor, I saw smiles on all your faces. Jing'er is genuinely happy for your current happiness. I am different from you; I carry the grievances of the Jianghu, generations of feuds. I can't extricate myself, and similarly, I don't want to drag Jing Gege into it. You're currently in your ascendancy, and Jing'er hopes you can live your life peacefully."
After hearing this, a warm current flowed through my heart. I rested her pretty face against my chest, and a thousand words condensed into "silly girl."
"Then what are your plans for the future?"
"I must go rescue Master, and I already have a plan. Even though most of those I've recently gathered are opportunists, their reactions are still within my plan, so Jing Gege needn't worry. Once I've discussed it with your wife, I'll go get my revenge. The moment the Jianghu grievances are settled, I'll come back and marry Jing Gege."
With her words finished, there was another long silence… Zhen Jing, whether intentionally or unintentionally, then chuckled and asked: "Jing Gege, in your heart, who is more beautiful, me or your wife?"
Ah? A death trap question!
"Cough cough, both are beautiful… hehe… both are beautiful…"
Zhen Jing smiled charmingly, not pressing further, but continued to ask: "Then, comparing just our bodies, whose is more slutty, more wanton, more fitting of Jing Gege's ideal 'red apricot wife'~~~"
Zhen Jing's seductive charm deepened with her words, especially on the word 'slutty,' where it was clear she was almost 'drawing silk.'
I swallowed, comparing them carefully in my mind. The result… Li Ying was still sluttier… her breasts were larger, her ass plump and beautiful, and there was a bit of excess flesh on her jade legs. The crucial point was that she even had a bastard in her uterus. No matter how I compared, Li Ying was superior. However… Li Ying's pussy wasn't as dark as Zhen Jing's; it was too pink and tender. No matter how much she was fucked, it just couldn't produce that decadent feeling. This was her only weakness.
Of course, I couldn't directly state the comparison result in my heart. Instead, I slightly embellished it and said: "Each has their merits. Jing'er, your pussy is exceptionally beautiful. Although white tiger and black forest each have their own appeal, your pussy-abalone is slightly curled and stained with a bit of dark ink, making it even more alluring. However, Li Ying's chest and buttocks are larger, and under my guidance, she has already surpassed me. The self-created methods she uses now are countless, so to truly achieve that, Jing'er still needs to work harder."
Jing'er hadn't expected me to evaluate their genitals so bluntly. A faint blush was vaguely visible on her originally charming face.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What 'black' or 'not black'? It's because your 'virtuous wife and good mother' has conceived a black seed from a Kunlun slave in her belly that you're biased towards her, aren't you! Humph!"
Upon reaching this point, I became invigorated, my words and demeanor clearly much more excited: "Hehe~~ Jing'er is absolutely right. If Jing'er could also bear children for me, then Jing'er's charm would also increase significantly~~"
Hearing my choice of words "pass on offspring," Zhen Jing bit her lip and asked: "Doesn't Jing Gege worry? Offspring should inherently be one's own bloodline, but Jing Gege wants to let bastards continue the family, and become a green-haired turtle himself. Even a pimp in a brothel couldn't accept that!"
I slid my hand over Jing'er's lower abdomen and said: "If a Kunlun slave's big black cock were inserted, right at the peak of exhilarating pleasure, would Jing'er ask the Kunlun slave to pull out, or to ejaculate inside?"
"Of course, pull out… this… shoot inside… Oh my! Jing Gege, you're too wicked~ You've got me all twisted." Zhen Jing was caught in a dilemma at this moment, because she knew herself too well. Back in the Sect of Sexual Abuse, she had often begged her enemies to ejaculate inside during orgasm. If she were truly fucked to orgasm by a 'black donkey root,' she would probably be wishing for all of the Kunlun slave's hot, rolling semen to be shot into her flower palace. Why would she want him to pull out? But Jing'er was too embarrassed to say it directly; after all, openly talking about abandoning ethics and morals was still too progressive.
"Humph! Then after I marry in, Jing Gege, how many Kunlun slaves do you plan to have serve this young lady?" Zhen Jing changed the subject, asking with a smile.
"For now, ten. If Jing'er feels it's not enough, I'll go buy more!"
"Then this young lady will also, like your wife, bear children for those Kunlun slaves?"
"Of course! At that time, your husband will serve you and the Kunlun slaves during sex. If you get thirsty from fucking, your husband will bring you tea and water. If you get hungry from fucking, your husband will prepare 'fucking snacks' for you. If you get tired from fucking, your husband will massage your butts; you just need to lie there comfortably. Once you're all pregnant, your husband will serve you during your postpartum confinement. When your bellies grow large and you can no longer enjoy lovemaking, then I'll have the Kunlun slaves fuck Jing'er's chrysanthemum, and your husband will be in front, licking your pussy... Ah!"
I had already mentally treated Jing'er as one of my wives, so I referred to myself as 'your husband.' As I poured out my fantasies about the future, a sharp pain suddenly shot through my waist.
"Ow, ow, ow~~ Jing'er, what are you doing?"
"Jing Gege is too wicked! Although this young lady's body is soiled, I still want to bear children for you. But you only know how to offer me up to Kunlun slaves, you don't even know how to cherish me. And, suppose, I mean suppose outsiders find out that this young lady committed adultery with Kunlun slaves and even gave birth to Kunlun slaves, it would definitely greatly damage your reputation as a cuckold turtle. What would you do then? Are you throwing away your official career? You only look at what's in front of you, without planning for the future."
I chuckled, "Your husband has naturally considered it. The wealth in my manor is currently inexhaustible, so I've dispatched a construction team to plan the building of an estate in the mountains west of Chang'an. It will have mountains and rivers, castles and flowers, hehe, and various rooms for pregnancy care, childcare centers, and in the corners of pavilions and towers, I'll place some sex toys on the beds and set up some soft pads for outdoor lovemaking. When Jing'er is close to giving birth, she can go to this estate, which combines pregnancy care, child-rearing, secret affairs, and postpartum confinement all in one. Your husband has even thought of a name for it: 'Zhenguan Green Garden Estate.' How about it?"
"Ah? This…"
Zhen Jing was both surprised and delighted, never expecting that I already had a comprehensive plan, specifically designed for my own wife to cuckold me. This… the Great Tang's number one cuckold king… turtle… would undoubtedly be the man standing before her.
"Pop!"
Zhen Jing bent her fingers and flicked my forehead, grumbling in a muffled voice: "Mmm~~ I really can't do anything with you~~ Who told Jing'er to like you~~ Otherwise, I'd definitely cripple this source of evil right here and now!"
I shamelessly replied: "Jing'er, just don't completely cripple your husband's penis. At that time, your husband will need to constantly inspect the results of your wife being fucked by the Kunlun slaves. If it hasn't loosened up even a little within a month, your husband will have to hold you accountable!"
"Oh my! You want me dead~~ Jing Gege likes it loose now?"
I rubbed the back of my head, somewhat embarrassed, and replied: "I like the way Jing'er is gradually loosened by her lovers, slowly taking on the shape of her lovers. That's what your husband likes, hehe~~"
Zhen Jing rubbed her forehead speechlessly: "Jing Gege is truly hopeless…"
Seeing it was the final kilometer to victory, I asked ingratiatingly: "Jing'er, have you promised your husband?"
Zhen Jing gave me a big eye-roll: "It depends on your performance. This young lady's pussy just got fucked and it's quite uncomfortable. After you properly admire it, make this young lady comfortable by licking, and then I'll consider it." In my heart, there were only two words: 'easy.' In my previous life, Zhen Jing was my first love, and I pursued her for a long time, one could even say I 'licked' her for a long time. With my physical and psychological kneeling and 'licking,' I didn't believe I couldn't make her comfortable. This woman is like a cat; you can't stroke her against the fur, you have to praise her according to her wishes.
Of course, simply licking her wouldn't get a quick response, and I might even be dismissed as useless. In the future, I want to hand over her pussy-fucking rights to the Kunlun slaves in the manor, so my pussy-licking rights naturally must be held firmly in my hands.
Therefore, when it came to cunnilingus, I needed to gain Jing'er's approval.
And to quickly gain approval, I needed to seize her weak spot—half an inch deep into her rear garden.
When I plunged my right hand deep into her ass hole, I could clearly see her exquisitely beautiful pussy hole begin to accelerate its contractions, like a budding flower preparing to bloom, speeding up its cycle of blossoming. Inside the slightly darkened outer vagina, there was clearly tender erotic flesh, but the shifting meat hole of the pussy opening was like a gluttonous beast grinding its teeth, with a bottomless black hole within.
An idea popped into my mind: This was a superb nest for the black dragons beneath the Kunlun slaves' crotches. Its size and color were perfectly suitable, exceptionally fit for 'them' to settle down and multiply here… Not to contribute it to the Kunlun slaves would be disrespectful to this ultimate hole!
Zhen Jing leaned her head back in enjoyment, not noticing me staring pervertedly at her little hole, and stubbornly said: "Humph~~ Third time's the charm~~ Jing Gege truly believes this young lady's weakness is her rear garden? I won't stumble in the same place three times!"
I paid no attention, instead bringing my nose close to her hole's opening and taking a sniff. Each time her pussy hole opened and closed, it was like breathing, inhaling air and exhaling hot waves of seductive aura.
This scent was difficult to describe, exceeding my expectations. Although Zhen Jing's pussy hole looked like 'black fungus,' it had no slutty smell whatsoever, nothing like the scent of a fucked-out prostitute. It was almost colorless and odorless, but upon closer sniff, the hot air expelled from her pussy hole carried an alluring scent, a combination of photinia and jasmine.
I extended my tongue and swept back and forth along the rim of her darkened abalone, attempting to forcefully rub off the blackness on its surface, but this was ultimately futile. However, I could taste a very distinct semen flavor, which made me curious as to why Jing'er's pussy hole had so many layers of semen paste.
After thinking for a while and reaching no conclusion, I could only cast it aside and say: "Not only is Jing'er's pussy hole fair and lovely, but its inner blackness is so lewd that I intensely like it. Especially the taste of the semen inside, rich yet subtle—this contradictory feeling is what I find instantly appealing."
I clearly felt Jing'er's body tremble slightly after I finished that sentence.
I then continued: "It's just that the semen on the surface is a bit low quality, and the taste lacks distinctiveness. It's like being in a flower garden; though a hundred flowers bloom, they are ultimately common flowers, without the layered sense of a unique standout. A pity, a pity indeed."
Zhen Jing hadn't expected me to analyze it so thoroughly. Her expression revealed admiration, mixed with a hint of seeing me as a gullible sucker…
"Li Ying's pussy hole is somewhat similar to yours, Jing'er. It also has a distinct semen scent now, even more concentrated. If your husband were to lick a thousand slutty cunts blindfolded, he could still accurately identify Li Ying. Do you know why?"
Zhen Jing shook her head.
"Because her pussy hole is now marked by big-cocked powerhouses. Your husband doesn't know why, but every time Abu and Zaha in my manor ejaculate inside Li Ying's pussy hole, the semen scent in her pussy hole intensifies by a point, and its distinctiveness is extremely high. The moment you smell it, you know this is a woman conquered by Abu and Zaha. You can even conjure images of Li Ying being vigorously fucked by those two in your mind."
I knew well the tactic of 'praise after criticizing.' Having finished my suggestions for Jing'er's improvement, it was now time to return to praising her.
"But Jing'er is different from Li Ying. Jing'er has a much better foundation now, and her potential for development as a 'red apricot wife' is the greatest. As long as Jing'er is willing to work hard, give her husband more green hats, and also seek out men with strong fucking abilities to couple with, then your husband firmly believes that in the future, Jing'er will definitely be the most slutty, the most wanton, and the most beloved 'red apricot wife.'"
Zhen Jing smiled faintly after hearing this, wearing an expression that saw through everything but chose not to speak. She charmingly hooked her arms around my neck and said: "Then… are the men with strong fucking abilities Kunlun slaves? Especially the Kunlun slaves in Jing Gege's manor?"
I nodded.
"Then 'most slutty and most wanton' means this young lady's breasts and ass are both owned and used by the Kunlun slaves, and then become plump through repeated play, is that it?"
Just as I was about to nod in response, my head barely dipping, I felt a huge force on my scalp. Immediately after, Zhen Jing forcefully demanded I perform oral sex on her.
With my left and right hands and mouth and tongue attacking simultaneously, Zhen Jing's rear garden, clitoris, and vagina were all stimulated by me with rhythmic precision.
I don't know how long passed, ending with Zhen Jing moaning as she sprayed her love fluid into my mouth. Knowing I disliked her urine, Jing'er also held back forcefully, only releasing her squirt into me.
After I snuggled with Zhen Jing for a moment, we again agreed to meet in the manor seven days later, at which point Li Ying and Zhen Jing would meet.
Watching my figure scaling the wall and leaving, Zhen Jing murmured: "Jing Gege is truly a strange person. He'll clearly be this young lady's proper husband in the future, yet he acts like a lover, sneaking away through the window with a guilty conscience. In the end, is the lover the husband, or is the husband the lover? And he even wants to offer me up to lowly Kunlun slaves. Sigh, this is truly going against the natural order…"
"But… but… hmm~~ This way isn't bad either~~ I can be with the man I love, and I don't have to worry about his penis being useless… Pleasures of the bed will probably never be lacking from now on… Hmm~~ Jing Gege~ We were always complementary, weren't we~~"
As Zhen Jing spoke, she walked towards the plank by the window and pushed it open with a slight effort.
With just a slight gap opened, an intensely strong semen smell emanated from within!
When the plank was fully removed, a small, milky-turbid semen bath was revealed. Zhen Jing raised her jade feet, as white as moonlight, and stepped into it. She then removed all her clothes; her fair skin reflected a glistening luster under the moonlight, like a Moon Flower Fairy descending to the mortal world, and then falling into its depths.
Zhen Jing was seen sitting in the semen pool, hugging her beautiful legs, her exquisite chin resting on the bottom cover. She left one hand free to scoop up semen and pour it over her cheeks, beautiful breasts, and other jade-like skin. If one only looked at her pretty face, it was covered in viscous semen, as if she had just been facially ejaculated by many people at once.
But she could still open her eyes, full of lustful fire. When there was enough semen on Jing'er's delicate body, she lay back completely.
Slowly, her body gradually sank into the semen pool.
First, the tips of her beautiful hair immersed; then: her waist sank; her back sank; her shoulders sank; her beautiful head sank; her beautiful breasts sank; finally, there was only a "gurgling" sound from the surface of the viscous semen, and bubbles forming and bursting one after another.
A moment later.
A "whoosh~~" sound rang out.
Zhen Jing rose from the semen pool like a lotus emerging from water, as if freshly bathed. She vigorously shook her long black hair, slinging all the semen onto the walls of the semen bath, and breathing heavily in large gasps.
At this point, semen had enveloped her entire body, like a newly spun cicada pupa.
Every strand of hair was covered in semen. Her eyes, nose, ears, lips… every part was thickly coated. As Zhen Jing breathed deeply, some semen slid down her cheeks, landed on her red lips, and flowed into her mouth, testing her taste buds.
Zhen Jing, however, seemed to have long grown accustomed to this semen-soaked life. She highly valued every drop of semen, and contentedly swallowed it.
Zhen Jing's hands were also covered in semen, but that didn't stop her from rubbing the semen off her beautiful eyes.
"If the semen could be fresher, that would be even better. Jing Gege is right, this semen is too ordinary. If I could have high-quality Kunlun slave semen in the bath, I wonder how much pleasure it would bring me…"
A flicker of clarity passed through Zhen Jing's desire-filled eyes. She earnestly murmured to herself: "Jing Gege, I miss you. How wonderful it would be if Jing'er didn't have these Jianghu grievances. Jing'er longs to be by your side, daily having intercourse with Kunlun slaves right in front of you, letting you watch Jing'er's little pussy get looser and darker day by day from being fucked by the Kunlun slaves' big black cocks, and then leaving you with a pile of dark-skinned children. To have Kunlun slaves' semen as Jing'er's bathwater, and to have you serve Jing'er every time she makes love. Jing Gege, if Jing'er can get her revenge, I will definitely make you the greenest cuckold turtle in the world! Jing Gege, Jing'er loves you…"
…As I entered the Lotus Moon Pavilion, Lin'er also stepped into a brothel in Pingkang Ward. Familiar with the layout, she found an internal passage and headed straight for the most secluded room.
"Sister Huang, Lin'er has come to seek your wisdom again."
As Lin'er entered, she saw a charming, attractive woman reclining on the headboard in an imperial concubine's pose, still chewing grapes.
This 'Sister Huang' wasn't angry at Lin'er's impetuosity. She unhurriedly put down the grapes in her hand, straightened up, and swayed her beautiful hips as she walked step by step towards Lin'er.
"You little girl, you don't even make a sound when you enter! What if I, your sister, were with a client? Wouldn't that ruin the guest's pleasure? If my humble establishment went out of business, I wonder how you'd compensate me."
Lin'er, however, was as carefree as ever: "Oh dear~~ I know Sister Huang is the best, you definitely won't blame me, hehe. Besides, how could Sister Huang be serving clients? Don't you have many obsessed women under you? Just let those cheap sluts go serve clients, and Sister Huang can just lie here in this nice place and wait to collect the silver."
The beautiful woman referred to as Sister Huang smiled faintly. This smile held not a shred of warmth; instead, it seemed somewhat harsh, an ordinary expression that on her face always gave one the illusion of sharpness, severity, scorn, and contempt.
Such an demeanor would only make ordinary people feel afraid, yet in the eyes of some obsessed women, this was a rare and treasured Queen.
"Heh-heh, Lin'er, you usually don't dare to come to my place. Why do you suddenly want to come for guidance today? Could it be that your cuckold has changed again?"
Lin'er nodded, recounting last night's events once more. With Sister Huang, Lin'er held nothing back, explaining her entire emotional journey clearly.
Sister Huang listened, a meaningful smile appearing on her face. "Are you saying he's a true cuckold slave?"
Lin'er nodded vehemently in agreement: "Yes, he... my foot was wrapped around his cock almost the entire time. Every time the Kunlun slave in the manor fucked Miss once, his cock would twitch once. It was very obvious... And when Miss and I called the paramour 'husband' then, my true husband almost ejaculated directly. If I hadn't been quick-witted, following your teachings, Sister Huang, and kicked him in a crucial spot, then last night he probably wouldn't have been able to finish watching the entire process of Miss and I serving that Kunlun slave."
"And there's something else. This morning when I returned to my bedroom, I smelled the slutty scent of semen in my bedding. Last night, husband must have masturbated in my bed! He must have been fantasizing about Miss, me, and the Kunlun slave having sexual intercourse, and couldn't help but ejaculate. So, Lin'er can pretty much confirm that my eight-foot-tall husband is truly a cuckold slave."
Lin'er spoke voluminously about my reactions from last night, offering many conjectures. Sister Huang did not interrupt, patiently listening to every detail, even closing her eyes and furrowing her brow to analyze my reactions.
"I think I have an idea of what kind of person your husband is now. So what is it that you want now?"
Lin'er lightly bit her nails, thinking for a long time with puffed cheeks, before seriously replying: "I hope both Miss and husband can be happy, but Lin'er wants husband to love me a bit more. Lin'er wants him to spend more time with me."
Sister Huang's tightly furrowed expression relaxed. Her ocean-like eyes stared at Lin'er, as if to say, 'Just as I thought.'
"This matter is actually very simple. Let's start analyzing from the very beginning. Last night you didn't give your virginity to the Kunlun slave. On one hand, it was because his big black cock truly exceeded the limits of your little hole's endurance. On the other hand, you didn't have your husband by your side, and you felt that this kind of thing wasn't enjoyable enough. So you now have two advantages: virginity and a cuckold heart."
Sister Hua looked at Lin'er's shy, childish face, seemingly wanting to read the information she needed from it.
"And then your husband is an out-and-out cuckold slave. He might not even realize that he is the man with the highest degree of cuckoldry, an existence who hopes to offer his wife to black men."
"Based on the information above, my suggestion is that you have your husband arrange a wedding, and grandly welcome you through the door. Then, on the wedding day, choose a Kunlun slave whose penis looks extremely large, but whose hardness is slightly lacking, and have your husband, on your wedding night, offer you one by one to the Kunlun slave, and make a humiliating oath that from now on, he will completely lose his masculine sovereignty, and will not be allowed to privately touch your bodies."
When Sister Huang spoke to this point, Lin'er could no longer help but interrupt: "Sister Huang, that won't do~~ Miss won't agree. Even if she agrees verbally, she won't truly do it. They treat this as a game, a game to deepen their relationship... And... and although Lin'er can mostly control her soft heart and truly act as husband's 'Queen,' Lin'er also can't bear to constantly prevent husband from touching me... So, Lin'er can't do these things you're suggesting, Sister Huang."
"Silly girl, Lin'er, let me finish first."
Although Lin'er was straightforward in personality, she also knew how to respect others. After apologizing, she let Sister Huang continue.
"The absurd events of the wedding night are just an opening act. As long as you get your husband to willingly offer you to the Kunlun slaves, then whether you have sexual intercourse with your husband in the future, won't that be up to you? And this way, you can kill two birds with one stone: on one hand, your husband will not only not be sad, but will become even more excited, possibly even experiencing a cranial orgasm and ejaculating during the oath; on the other hand, if you later become addicted to the Kunlun slave's big black cocks and grow tired of having sexual intercourse with your husband, then you'll have enough reasons not to add any psychological burden to yourselves, and can fully enjoy the pleasures of sex and the pleasure of a huge cock filling your cunt."
"At the same time, if you want to spend more time with your husband in the future, you can use his cuckold fetish to create more time together, entice him into your room, and manipulate him by leveraging his cuckold slave mentality. You can destroy his orgasm by stepping on his penis. You can describe how your body was occupied by the Kunlun slaves to discipline his mind. You can make his cock smaller using the methods I taught you before to increase his dependence on you. This way, the time your husband spends with you will greatly increase."
Lin'er hadn't expected that there would be so many twists and turns within a cuckoldry game. Although she didn't agree with many of the principles Sister Huang spoke of, she also had no way to refute them.
Because Sister Huang understood human nature too well. She learned through information from Fengxin Pavilion that she could lure a young lady from a prestigious family out of her boudoir to willingly sell her body for her and hand all the money to herself. From this, one could see how brilliant her methods were.
It is said that now, in this bustling brothel, almost more than half of the money was earned by that young lady selling her cunt. With the money from selling her cunt, she then went on to buy daughters from poor families, and at the same time attracted obsessed women. After such compound interest, the wealth Sister Huang now possessed was innumerable.
"Does Lin'er really have to make husband's cock smaller? Lin'er still wants to use it."
After holding back her words for a long time, Lin'er finally accepted Sister Huang's suggestion, only stubbornly hoping to keep her husband's penis at its current fifteen-centimeter size.
Sister Huang, however, nodded cruelly and said harshly: "Cuckold dogs actually don't deserve to have cocks. They should all be drowned, and have the palace masters chop off their 'root of descendants' and feed it to the dogs. But since he is truly devoted to you, I'm being quite merciful, only letting you play his cock small. And don't think your cuckold isn't willing—he's very willing! He loves to experience your little hole in the form of a paramour's, and then he shamefully inserts himself, excitedly experiencing his own impotence in your cunt stretched wide by a huge cock."
"Then... then Lin'er only has... only one chance. Lin'er doesn't dare to gamble. If it really gets fucked loose, what if husband doesn't like it? He... he might just have this fantasy. When a truly ruined cunt is placed before his eyes, he might be very disgusted. Lin'er is not like Miss. Miss has a good physique and many chances to try and fail. If Lin'er loses this gamble, she'll have nothing left."
Lin'er tremblingly expressed her worries, occasionally looking at Sister Huang for her cue.
Sister Huang saw Lin'er was still hesitant, rolled her eyes, and smiled eerily: "It seems you truly don't believe me. Then today, elder sister will broaden your horizons."
Saying this, she had the pink-clothed maid outside the door call for a woman in a green gown.
The moment this woman in a green gown stepped into the room, she was stunning. Her ink-colored long gown was slightly form-fitting, exquisitely outlining her proud figure. The gentle breeze accompanying her walk brought wafts of ink fragrance. Her gentle, tender demeanor accompanied a faint smile dimple; her face, adorned with elegant powder, deliberately showcased it. She turned her cool eyes, suffusing them with radiant youthful glow. Her crescent-shaped brows were subtly drawn in, her moist lips coolly curved into a captivating, languid line, and her pearly teeth were faintly visible.
At first glance, this woman in a green gown appeared to be the gentle, graceful, and educated type of woman from Jiangnan. Observing her attire, she must have been a serene, dignified lady from a prominent family.
This appearance of a delicate young lady made Lin'er instantly feel familiar, but for a moment she couldn't recall, causing her pretty face to show a frustrated expression.
However, this did not prevent a complex urge of pity and destruction from rising in Lin'er's heart. One must know, even women appreciate beautiful women, but the urge for destruction in her heart arose from an unknown source.
Lin'er thought to herself: *Maybe it's fear that husband in the manor will fall for everyone he sees! Humph! It's all husband's fault! Sooner or later, I'll play his cock until it's ruined, so that in the future, he can only get hard by watching Miss and me.*
However, the moment the woman in the green gown opened her mouth, it left Lin'er dumbfounded.
"Greetings, Mama Huang, Jing Slave kneels to you."
After speaking, the woman in the green gown performed a deep bow like a maid, then respectfully knelt on the ground, and after kowtowing three times, remained in a full prostration posture.
Sister Huang paid no attention to Lin'er's shock, but instead said clearly to the woman in the green gown before her: "Rise."
Only after receiving Sister Huang's command did the woman in the green gown rise.
The woman in the green gown seemed to have long been accustomed to this, not feeling embarrassed because there were outsiders present. Her expression was also calm and composed, as if this was normal in her perception.
Sister Huang commanded indifferently: "Jing Slave, this is my honored guest, Lin'er. No need to be reserved. Just display the way you usually entertain guests."
After receiving the command, the woman in the green gown pulled out the hairpin from her head, and at the same time, unfastened the hidden buttons at her neckline.
Instantly, her dark hair cascaded down, and the tender breasts on her chest broke free from the confines of her clothing like waves.
At this moment, even Lin'er, being a woman herself, was stunned, and even felt a hint of lust rise within her... One must know, this was a feudal woman who had been steeped in the Four Books and Five Classics, yet she could still feel desire for another woman. From this, the enchanting power of the woman in the green gown was evident.
At this moment, the woman in the green gown embodied extreme contrast. The ink fragrance and delicate elegance were like a hazy veil, adding to her noble purity and serene calmness. But beneath the veil was a body that was lewd to the extreme. Her pale, tender chest was largely exposed, with even one-third of her areolas revealed. On her areolas, either from ink or naturally, they were incredibly dark. On the side of her breasts, two large characters were written '—妓奴' (prostitute slave). The ink still flowing downwards indicated that this obscene word had only recently been written.
"Hee-hee~~ Didn't I arrange literary men and scholars for you tonight? What? Are they so thoughtless?"
Sister Huang covered her mouth and smiled at the green-gowned woman's current appearance: "Their money isn't missing, is it?"
The woman in the green gown indicated no.
"Hmm~~ not bad, not bad. You know, with your body ruined to this extent, normal johns wouldn't even look at you. If it weren't for Mama me thinking of packaging you, how would you have money to pay me back now? Back then, in the Capital Region, I painstakingly taught you for three years."
The woman in the green gown slightly bowed and said: "Thank you, Mama Huang, for your teaching and urging. If it weren't for Mama Huang's daily training, Jing Slave wouldn't have today's joy."
But Lin'er keenly noticed that the green-gowned woman's gaze had never left Sister Huang's feet, and she occasionally swallowed her saliva, probably guessing that this was another obsessed woman, though her family background likely wasn't very good.
Mama Huang smiled faintly: "It should be me thanking you. On the bond of indenture you signed back then, it clearly said you only owed me a few thousand taels. I don't know how it's calculated. It feels like you're clearly paying me back, but now you owe more and more. It must be hundreds of thousands of taels now, right? Is Mama me too harsh?"
Although Auntie Huang spoke with apparent guilt, her expression was full of contempt. Her two feet were also restlessly swaying, her crossed leg gently patted, her five toes fully spread out, and then provocatively clenched.
"Alright, let's talk about this later. Introduce yourself to my honored guest, especially your convenient cuckold husband. I don't know why, but you married based on just a name all these years. The key is he also sought a wife based on your name. Anyone who didn't know would think you two knew each other in a past life, haha."
After hearing Sister Huang's speculation, the woman in the green gown's body trembled slightly, but then she said calmly: "Miss Lin'er, I am the eldest legitimate daughter of the Li family from the Capital Region. My name is Li Jing. Ten years ago, Mama Huang and I..."
Li Jing briefly recounted how she met Sister Huang and spoke a little about her childhood training, which shattered Lin'er's worldview: a prestigious family was actually trampled underfoot by a wandering prostitute, and even sold her cunt for her... However, Li Jing did not detail the training process, merely mentioning the timeline of 'one year of slave training' and 'one year of prostitute training.' Then she spoke of her cuckold husband being a son of an official in Chang'an City, but he was currently serving johns upstairs. Just now, she was serving several scholars from Jiangnan, stripped naked and toyed with by these perverts, while her pimp waited nearby, providing writing brushes, ink, paper, and ink stones, responsible for serving tea and water, and also had to carefully clean her ruined genitals...
"Jing..."
As Lin'er was about to ask, she didn't know how to address her, resulting in an especially awkward pause at the first character.
Sister Huang timely rescued the situation: "Just call her Jing Slave. You two can chat yourselves. I'll go call down your pimp husband and let him demonstrate what a qualified 'cuckold slave husband' truly is. From now on, you can train your own cuckold according to this template."
After speaking, Sister Huang pushed the door open and left...