Heading Towards the Abyss of Cuckoldry - Chapter Ten

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I was stunned when I heard my wife's answer.
It turns out that during the filming, some of the vines that were climbing up my wife's body actually slipped under her skirt and touched her genitals. But what surprised me the most wasn't that.
According to the wife, the vines seemed to have a mind of their own and pulled down her underwear. As the wife was "transforming into a cocoon," a thicker vine pressed against her genitals and slowly parted her labia before inserting itself. As the wife moved in mid-air, the vine continued to thrust in and out of her vagina, almost always reaching her G-spot.
At that time, there were too many vines and branches, and I, who was standing below, could not see those few vines that were causing trouble for my wife.
I asked my wife what the vine looked like. Xiao Juan said that she couldn't see it at the time. She was dealing with the filming while her lower body was being constantly hit by the vine, so she didn't look down to see what it actually looked like.
However, based on the feeling of the vine penetrating her vagina, Xiao Juan felt that the head of the vine was like a spiky ball. When it was first inserted into her vagina, she did not feel any pain, just a numb and itchy feeling.
Listening to my wife's choked-up description, for some reason, I wasn't angry at all. Instead, I felt particularly excited, and my mind kept replaying and imagining the scene of the filming.
A poor, humanoid butterfly was tightly entangled by beautiful flower vines, unable to move at all. One of the thick, menacing vines, like a tentacle, pierced into her juicy vulva. As she transformed into a cocoon, the vine's thrusting became faster and faster, eventually bringing the poor butterfly to climax.
That wasn't the end of it. The wife said that she was completely exhausted by the vine, and if it weren't for the other vines holding her up, she probably would have fallen from mid-air long ago.
Furthermore, when the vines dispersed, those mischievous vines miraculously helped his wife pull up her underwear, without any abnormalities whatsoever.
I then asked my wife why she didn't scream at the time, since the feeling of orgasm is generally unbearable for most people, especially for a woman like her who is very sensitive.
Xiao Juan said she couldn't scream at all because a flower branch passed directly between her breasts, in her cleavage, and forcibly stuffed the head of the flower bud into her mouth, much like a ball-shaped gag. These thrilling and arousing actions all took place during the metamorphosis process, so no one outside could see them.
However, based on my wife's descriptions, I suddenly understood some things.
The first time was when I vaguely heard her moaning, but I wasn't sure. At that time, it must have been the vines touching her genitals and stroking them.
The second time was when I was sure my wife was moaning. At that moment, her panties had definitely been torn off by the vines, and then the vines were mercilessly inserted into her vagina.
Next, when my wife's head was gradually entwined and covered by the vines, I could see clearly that there seemed to be tears glistening in her eyes. At that moment, she must have been trying to suppress the pleasure that the vines were giving her.
Finally, as the vines dispersed, I saw, by the light, that some of the vines had something glistening on them, and without a doubt, it was the nectar flowing from my wife's vagina.
No wonder there was that white mark on her leg. It turned out to be the mark left by the dried fluids from her vagina when she was brought to orgasm by that vine!
Could all of this be orchestrated by someone behind the scenes? If, as my wife says, the vines and branches have developed their own sentience, I simply cannot believe it.
If someone is manipulating things from the shadows, who could it be? Sun Qiang, Zhou Liming, or someone else?
Looking at my wife's red and swollen eyes and her aggrieved expression, I surprisingly felt no anger. Yet, I couldn't bear to see my poor wife like that, so I could only sigh, hug her, and comfort her. I even felt a little hopeful that she could do another photoshoot like this.
Then I thought about the other filming studios at EE-Media. Could there be other tricks up their sleeves? It's really something to look forward to!
I stroked my wife's hair, comforting her, "Honey, don't cry. I never imagined Tianyu Media would do something like this. Don't worry, I won't let them get away with this so easily. The day after tomorrow, Monday, I'll have a lawyer sue Tianyu Media. I'll definitely get justice for you."
Actually, I didn't mean what I said. I just couldn't bear to see my poor wife suffer like this. After all, as a man and a good husband, I can't show weakness in front of my wife, especially when she's being wronged.
"But...we have no evidence."
Xiao Juan buried her head in my chest and said sadly.
"Sigh..." I sighed. "Yes, if we want to sue them, we need evidence, but where are we going to get it? Honey, how about this, let's wait for Zhou Liming to send over the completed photos and videos, and then we'll make a plan."
"I guess we're lucky, the cameras won't capture this."
"Honey, don't worry, I won't leave you. I'm not the kind of person who's too traditional and old-fashioned. Don't be sad."
I kissed her forehead.
After my constant persuasion and comfort, Xiaojuan finally felt much better. I understood what she was really worried about: she was afraid that if I got angry, I would think that she was no longer a virgin and choose to divorce her in a fit of rage.
Two days later, on Tuesday evening, Zhou Liming came to my home with a briefcase and delivered the pre-recorded photos and videos.
Zhou Liming opened his briefcase and took out a DVD case. The case was decorated with pictures and text; the front featured a silhouette of a woman, whose figure was undoubtedly his wife. On the right side were the four large, glittering gold characters "Metamorphosis," while the back featured several portraits of his wife.
"The videos and photos that our company produces are all of extremely high quality and can be played on both computers and digital TVs."
As Zhou Liming explained, he took the DVD out and put it into the player.
Soon, the catalog appeared on the large television screen, divided into very specific sections: the left column contained segmented videos, and the right column contained all the photos.
When the video footage and photos were displayed on the screen, it must be said that Tianyu Media's shooting effects and quality were indeed excellent, and the shooting angles were also impeccable.
Xiao Juan, who was sitting next to me, also had a look of surprise on her face, which made me breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that the matter would not bother her for long.
Seeing that Xiao Juan and I were both very satisfied, Zhou Liming no longer hesitated and took out a few pages of bound paper from his briefcase and placed them in front of his wife.
"Sister-in-law, I don't know if you are satisfied with our work. If you are interested in this area or have a work interest, you can sign an agreement with our company. It can be full-time or part-time."
"For part-time work, unless there are special circumstances, you only need to film once a week. Our Chairman Sun has already told you that all the benefits are the same as those of the company's regular artists," Zhou Liming said at the right time.
Xiao Juan glanced at the agreement on the table, then at the video and photos on the TV screen, and finally slowly pushed the agreement back.
Zhou Liming was taken aback: "Sister-in-law, what's going on...?"
"I'm sorry, I don't want to sign the contract..."

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