The Rise of a Top KTV Host - Part 9

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Chapter 9
Twenty days passed in the blink of an eye, and the puppet's voice echoed in everyone's rooms as expected.
"The third round of the competition officially begins. Everyone must clean themselves first. You must be thoroughly clean, or I won't reiterate the consequences. Gather at the door in five minutes, then wait inside the iron cage for the staff to prepare you."
This was similar to the preparation procedure for the second round. The ten sluts awoke from their sleep or exercise and immediately began meticulously cleaning their bodies.
Xie Yuxin took off her tight-fitting clothes, stretching out her full, resilient, and elastic body. She exuded a youthful, fleshy fragrance; even her vagina and anus, which usually emitted a mature, pungent odor from repeated penetration, now exuded a girlish, delicate scent.
"How nostalgic! How long has it been since I smelled my own true fragrance?" Xie Yuxin couldn't help but revel in the girlish scent she emanated, a scent she had gradually forgotten since becoming a prostitute.
The only thing that didn't quite match her "virginal" body was her breasts.
Although her breasts were delicate, white, and round, with long, pink nipples that looked as if they had never been touched or suckled, she knew that her full, elastic breasts were already brimming with fragrant, hot milk.
The feeling of fullness even made her feel she needed to forcefully squeeze out every last drop of milk to feel satisfied.
"It's not time yet," Xie Yuxin thought, suppressing the urge to squeeze her breasts. After all, this was a crucial moment, and every bit of strength was extremely important. Perhaps she could even replenish her strength with her milk at the critical moment.
This was her backup plan; she believed that even if her opponent beat her until her breasts became incontinent, there would still be some left to allow her to recover.
As for whether her opponent would try to recover strength by sucking her milk, Xie Yuxin hadn't even considered it. After all, she considered herself a complete novice; powerless, aside from being able to assume various strange positions to satisfy men, she basically only used random grabs to attack women.
She figured her opponent would either corner her and beat her mercilessly, or they'd all be running away. So she stopped worrying about what they might do; preparing herself was the only sensible thing to do.
What comforted her was that during these twenty days of extreme training, not only had her stamina greatly increased, allowing her to "dance" continuously for up to 10 hours, but every inch of her skin, though seemingly youthful and delicate, was surprisingly resilient and resistant to impact. Her nerve reflexes and tissues had also improved to varying degrees , reducing the sensitivity to various stimuli
. Most importantly, she could now occasionally regain a sliver of control over her body even when completely unconscious.
While not 100%, it gave her hope.
Furthermore, while she couldn't control the pleasure she felt while conscious, she could reduce the stimulation of orgasm to a terrifying 50%.
In other words, while most women, through the accumulation of minor orgasms, would experience a devastating orgasm within 20-30 minutes, her climax would last 20%, giving her 5-10 minutes more buffer time than other women.
This was already her limit. After all, this wasn't the original intention of the "Virgin's Pure Body Technique," and the climax didn't increase linearly at the end, but rather skyrocketed like a leap—it was unstoppable.
Therefore, she was already the most resilient woman. She could practically earn a Guinness World Record, except for those extremely frigid women.
Meanwhile, Xie Yuxin, who had essentially mastered most of her own secrets, was reviewing her body's controls while watching with delight as her youthful, radiant body exuded a dreamy, alluring virgin musk scent under the warm water.
At the same time, in the other cells, every naked woman was quickly cleaning every inch of her skin and folds.
Except for Shirley, who only cleaned her external skin thoroughly, but didn't wash her mouth, vagina, or anus as usual.
She even inserted her fingers deep into several orifices, collected some secretions, smelled them, and then nodded.
That was the scent of her three vaginas, brewing for twenty days, filled with the pungent aroma of female lust—a natural aphrodisiac capable of instantly arousing even the strongest male elephant.
It was her weapon in case of failure; she believed that even if there were fifty opponents, as long as she faced no more than three, she could still drive them mad.
Moreover, with her skills, she could easily exploit this time difference in complex terrain.
Although her body was more sensitive than even the lowest slut, the natural odor she emitted during intercourse could still bring her opponent to orgasm quickly, exhausting their strength through excessive ejaculation.
At that point, the blonde American slut with her natural female regenerative abilities could dominate her opponent, whose mind was temporarily blank from the aftermath of massive ejaculation.
Therefore, Shirley had made the perfect plan for both victory and defeat; only in this way could she wholeheartedly and without worry deal with Tan Shan, that big slut.
Meanwhile, Shirley's designated rival, Tan Shan, was meticulously washing her body—a body that surpassed most women in the world—just like the other women.
She gently rubbed her breasts, then dipped her fingers in shower gel and tenderly teased her clitoris, feeling the tingling, electric sensation. Tan Shan couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Oh... um... this is for my brother..." Her mind conjured up her brother's thick, dark penis, dripping with saliva—the very thing that had driven her to ecstasy throughout her martial arts training. "I want to go back to my brother's side and continue to extract his semen with my legs."
If the other nine women were beside her, they might be completely stunned. Who would have thought that the seemingly aloof and unapproachable Tan Shan could be so lewd, even seemingly without any sense of danger, bringing herself to orgasm just as the third round of the competition was about to begin?
Perhaps her only advantage was her long, firm legs, which were equally effective against both men and women? 　　Five minutes later, the women, now cleaned, stood again in the iron cage outside the door. Except for Tan Shan, whose face seemed flushed, the other women looked like freshly washed pork, exuding a uniquely feminine aroma. "
Hmm 　　? Xie Yuxin, you seem a little different?" Mu Teng Hong, ashamed of having wronged Xie Yuxin, naturally paid attention to this second-stage female "female warrior." 　　Even Bai Jie, Yu Fangfang, and the other women who were about to speak couldn't help but look over. After all, there seemed to be time; there was no rush. The key was to reveal their intentions at the last moment so that these women would follow them. 　　So they suppressed their excitement and looked over as well. 　　"Yes," many women exclaimed in surprise. 　　Although none of the women present were virgins, the color of their genitals showed the trials they had endured. 　　Bai Jie and Shirley, who had received special training in sexual desire, Yu Fangfang, who had been tested by migrant workers on construction sites, and the extremely lewd Mutō Hong, all had their labia majora and minora and the area around their anus covered in dark brownish-red, despite their efforts to use various skincare products to maintain them. In some areas that were frequently rubbed, they had even begun to show a thick black color.

Zhang, the big star, is slightly better, but her labia and anus also have a dark brown outline, and her overall pubic hair is messy, indicating a strong sex drive and intense slutness, not much less than the four mentioned above.
Even the escort girl Jin Sanshun, the woman who clearly has less sexual experience than the other five but has had sex with many men, Cheng Xiaowei, the woman who urinates in white powder, and the professional mistress con artist Shui Shanghua, all have
labia and anus that already show a faint dark brown outline. Even Tan Shan, the incestuous prostitute who claims to have only had one man, has labia and anus that are already bright red.
And Xie Yuxin, the top prostitute who has been through thick and thin, and whose body has been filled with more semen than her own weight, now has a body that is completely like that of a virgin.
Not to mention her tender, luscious lips and breasts, just her pink and tender labia and her cleanly textured anus are enough to amaze all women, making them secretly envious and jealous.
Even Shirley, who was exceptionally grateful to her, suddenly felt a lump in her throat. An uncontrollable urge to rape and kill her surged within her. She finally managed a bitter smile, spat out a mixture of saliva and phlegm, and then restrained herself.
"No matter what, I won't hurt this bitch," Shirley thought, having sworn an oath.
Xie Yuxin also felt she might have broken a small taboo, displeasing these vile bitches. But what could she do? Should she cover her pubic area and anus in front of them?
"That would be too contrived, making it even more obvious," Xie Yuxin thought. She couldn't control her own body; it wanted to be so alluring and delicate. What could she do? Create wrinkles to please these sluts?
Let nature take its course.
So she simply smiled politely, neither explaining nor arrogant, standing calmly in the iron cage, her graceful figure rivaling that of Tan Shan, the vile bitch.
Just as everyone was secretly marveling and envious, six more cyborgs descended from the ceiling, randomly selected a room, and began preparations.
The so-called preparations were actually quite simple: each woman was fitted with flesh-colored leather gloves and booties, and their teeth were secured with soft, elastic dentures. The cyborgs then thoroughly examined each of their bodies to ensure they weren't carrying any offensive weapons while naked. That was it.
All the women discovered that their limbs remained perfectly agile; the leather gloves felt like their own skin, perfectly transmitting tactile sensations and stimuli. The dentures also prevented them from biting anything, except perhaps a block of tofu, which they might be able to slowly crush with the pressure of their mouths using the smooth, elastic edges of the dentures.
In short, these women had to fight using their physical strength.
Shirley had initially worried that her mouth would be gagged, potentially causing her carefully cultivated feminine allure to be released during the intense fighting, resulting in unnecessary waste.
But now it seemed she could still perfectly preserve her last weapon, so she was completely relieved.
After the cyborg climbed back onto the rising platform and disappeared into the 10-meter-high ceiling, the puppet's voice rang out again.
"To reiterate the rules: no one is allowed to attack any part of their opponent's body hair, and killing your opponent is strictly prohibited, as their lives belong to us until all levels are completed, unless we kill them." "Inflicting any
disability or paralysis on your opponent is also prohibited. However, as a supplement, we will set up replenishment items on the stage, which everyone can use during each round." "
Each round lasts three minutes, with a one-minute break between rounds. There is no limit to the number of rounds. Only bodily fluid replenishment will be provided during the match. Contestants can only access these through pop-up pipes after returning to their respective corners. While it is strictly forbidden for your opponent to do anything to prevent you from returning to your corner after a round ends, if you are unable to return to your corner yourself, you will bear the consequences."
"During the match, if either side's physical reaction drops to a mere 10%, the match ends, and the other side wins."
The puppet's voice paused, then began explaining the method for choosing opponents: "After my announcement, there will be a 60-second countdown. A numbered beam will appear in front of each person. Everyone can make a number mark on their back with their finger. After the countdown ends, the computer will remember the last number mark and perform selection and pairing." "
The contestant with the highest number of votes will face the contestant with the lowest number of votes. It might be unfair, but it might also be the fairest. It's up to you to choose."
"Everyone must vote. Those who abstain will directly enter the make-up round. Although it's planned that two losers will enter, we don't mind having more."
"Contestants who are not selected will be paired by the computer based on their individual strength and qualities, ensuring absolute fairness and impartiality. Please rest assured."
"Then, let's begin!"
The puppet's voice stopped again and disappeared.
Then, ten powerful beams of light came from the ceiling, and an Arabic numeral, ranging from 1 to 10, appeared in front of each naked bitch's iron cage.
Xie Yuxin's score was 6. Looking at the other women's scores, she was momentarily at a loss. She had originally planned to forfeit, waiting for the computer to match her with someone, or for a skilled opponent to easily defeat her.
The other women were equally perplexed, clearly sharing similar thoughts. However, a subtle change in the rules—each person now had to choose an opponent—caused panic.
Who was the weakest? Who had no hidden skills?
Among the crowd, constantly exchanging bewildered glances, Tan Shan was the most confident.
She seemed unafraid of any challenge, and given her strength, she clearly had the confidence.
Shirley's eyes gleamed, the light emanating from her blue pupils almost burning holes in Tan Shan's delicate breasts. Tan Shan clearly sensed the hostility. Her long, alluring phoenix eyes slightly opened, revealing not only disdain but also a "come at me if you want" attitude.
This enraged Shirley even more, to the point of near climax. Her juices flowed freely between her legs, carrying a fiery fighting spirit and a seductive scent.
Muto Hong and Kim Sam-soon were clearly also somewhat panicked. While they weren't afraid of the other women's challenges, what if Shirley and Tan Shan chose them? And who knew if the other women had any hidden talents?
Suddenly, every woman began to re-evaluate the others. The unity and cooperation that had begun in the second round had vanished.
Bai Jie and Yu Fangfang observed everyone's reactions. A brief exchange revealed their shared understanding. Yu Fangfang gestured for Bai Jie to speak.
Bai Jie nodded. She knew this slut was going to hide her abilities, but there was no way around it. Currently, she was the only one demonstrating the highest leadership, and she had to swallow this bitter pill of showing off. She could only find a way to get revenge later.
Then, Bai Jie, the bribe-taker, swayed her mature waist, her two breasts bouncing heavily like rubber balls. Her slender lips, adorned with a seductive beauty mark, parted slightly, and she uttered a soft, coquettish cry: "Everyone, wait a moment, listen to me."
The other women, as usual, quieted down, ready to hear what this level-headed slut had to say.
Although Bai Jie's body and scent could be described as mature to the point of decay, her words were fresh, like a gentle breeze, temporarily dispelling the fog, or perhaps making it thicker.
"Listen up, everyone! Don't pick people randomly, or you'll just be walking into a trap." Bai Jie's words resonated with most of the women.
Only Shirley and Tan Shan ignored her, but Bai Jie and Yu Fangfang both wore expressions of delight, clearly noticing the American bitch's intense hostility towards the incestuous slut, and Tan Shan's obvious arousal of fighting spirit.
Although they didn't understand why the American bitch's "moral values" were more traditional than those of people from the ancient Eastern country, who cared?
Letting these two fight was the only logical thing to do, especially since the remaining Japanese ninja and taekwondo girl were obviously flustered and hadn't noticed the impending explosion between Tan Shan and Shirley.
“Perfect timing,” Bai Jie thought, her beauty mark slightly distorted with excitement. “Ladies, we should concentrate our votes on one person now. Only then can we achieve true fairness and impartiality. Otherwise, we might all be defeated by each other’s hidden talents.”
Her words resonated deeply with every woman. Even the seemingly weakest among them, like Shui Shanghua, was now filled with trepidation. Indeed, who could guarantee that the others didn’t have their own special skills?
Perhaps the seemingly weakest one was just playing dumb, waiting for them to take their place.
“So, who should we choose?” It was Jin Sanshun who asked first. It seemed that although this little vixen was ruthless, she wasn’t very quick-witted. At this moment, she was hurriedly showing her panic because she was afraid of being chosen by Tan Shan or Shirley.
After all, the organizers only seemed to have said they would provide fluid supplements. What if they failed? Wouldn’t they not even have the strength to recover? Who knew how long the rest period would be?
If he were defeated by those two experts, he probably wouldn't even have the strength to get up. Even with sufficient bodily fluids, wouldn't he still be easily defeated by the ordinary female losers in the second round? After all,
even if those women failed, the blow they suffered was much lighter than the blow from those two experts, and they recovered much more easily. Perhaps while
he was still lying on the ground, barely alive, his opponent could barely walk over and send him back to hell with their usually weak and insignificant fists!
Obviously, Mutou Hong had also thought of this. The Japanese slut had already bitten her lip tightly, but Little Chili Kim Sam-soon asked the question first.
Bai Jie and Yu Fangfang were overjoyed. The two most difficult to deal with had already neglected to observe due to fear, so now it was just a matter of going with the flow.
There were only twenty seconds left; they had to hurry. Bai Jie immediately said, "Everyone should choose Water Flower's number 4 at the end, and then wait for the computer to make the fairest choice."
Each of the sluts nervously calculated the various possibilities in their minds, suddenly realizing that Bai Jie's method was indeed the simplest and most effective. After all, this way, the possibility of being chosen by others was almost zero, unless they were chosen by Tan Shan and Shirley—that would be considered bad luck, not due to panic.
Besides, with eight women sharing the risk, the probability of each person being unlucky was much smaller. Of course
, some people had objections.
"Then who should I choose?" Water Flower was very anxious.
It wasn't that she didn't hate Bai Jie; after all, that papaya-breasted bitch had thrown her into the limelight.
But clearly, this wasn't the time to provoke everyone's anger. Besides, if she made a blunder and didn't follow Bai Jie's instructions at the last moment, and Bai Jie passed, she would likely face endless trouble in the future.
After all, Bai Jie was currently the natural leader of most of the sluts.
What she cared about was who she should choose? What she cared about even more was what if Bai Jie made her choose between Tan Shan and Shirley? Wouldn't that be like throwing herself to the wolves?
She wasn't wrong; Bai Jie's answer hit her nerves. She didn't believe her skills were enough to impress true experts; her abilities were only good for dealing with ordinary people.
"Choose Tan Shan!" Bai Jie answered simply and directly. Before Shui Shanghua could even scream in fear, she explained, "Don't worry, you'll be fine."
As for how she'd be fine, Bai Jie didn't explain. Then, she put her hands behind her back, thrusting her large, papaya-shaped breasts high, spreading her long, glossy legs, exuding the alluring scent of a mature woman, while preparing to make her hand gestures and numbers.
Shui Shanghua didn't even have time to react because the countdown had already reached its last second.
"Are you going to listen to Bai Jie or not?" The professional mistress's mind was in complete chaos. The other women were all staring at her, clearly having made their choices according to Bai Jie's instructions.
She, Shui Shanghua, was already the object of desire for at least eight other women.
"I'll risk it!" Mizukami Hana, that filthy bitch, struggled for a moment, but still followed Bai Jie's instructions, making a "1" shape with her hands behind her back. Her vagina and anus contracted rapidly, exhaling hot, pungent breath; she was clearly extremely nervous.
"If that bitch lies to me, even if I go to hell, I'll drag her down with me!" Mizukami Hana vowed loudly in her heart.
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The puppet's voice sounded after the countdown: "Please wait 5 seconds. The computer is performing data analysis for perfect matching."
Those 5 seconds felt incredibly long; most women tensed up.
Mizukami Hana was especially nervous, after all, she was in the eye of the storm, a perfect example of a lamb entering a tiger's den.
Shirley and Tan Shan exchanged cold smiles; they both knew who their opponents would be—one a challenger, the other fearlessly accepting the challenge—it had nothing to do with that professional mistress.
Five seconds later, the puppet's voice came again.
"The pairings are as follows."
"Shirley vs. Tan Shan."
"Xie Yuxin vs. Shui Shanghua."
"Bai Jie vs. Mutou Hong."
"Yu Fangfang vs. Cheng Xiaowei."
"Jin Sanshun vs. Zhang Ziyi."
"I hope everyone can continue to unleash their full potential and strive for their own lives."
"Please also pay attention to the rules. If you violate them, you will be immediately sent to the make-up stage. Thank you."
The puppet's voice abruptly stopped, and the entire courtyard suddenly went dark. Then, the courtyard floor suddenly flipped open, revealing a ring that slowly rose. When the ring finally stopped, everyone who hadn't yet reacted gasped.
Although this ring resembled a boxing ring, surrounded by thick, transparent, elastic plastic on all four sides, standing five meters high, ensuring no one could fall over or lose consciousness from hitting their head,
it was clearly, as the puppet had said, riddled with various make-up aids.
Eight iron chains hung from the ceiling, dangling above the four corners of the ring, each chain ending in a steel ring that could obviously fit any limb.
In the center of the arena stood a massive silicone penis, clearly intended for "exhausting" stamina.
Around the arena, outside the elastic plastic walls, at intervals between each buttock, were vertically mounted double-headed sex machines. Their positions echoed the central silicone penis, allowing a woman's body to be firmly inserted into these two points, enjoying unparalleled stimulation from three orifices.
Most importantly, the prosthetic phalluses of these machines were covered in granules and spiral patterns, in no way inferior to the prickly textured genitals.
What was particularly bizarre was that several semi-circular bra cups, suspended from the air above the ring, were also hanging down.
"Those are breast pumps!" Muto Hong, who was from Japan, clearly recognized them and exclaimed loudly.
Every woman, including Xie Yuxin, felt their breasts bounce slightly.
"Perfect for dealing with Tan Shan's slutty tits." Shirley's large breasts also twitched involuntarily, but when she looked at Tan Shan's slut's breasts, which, although elastic, bounced back and forth weakly, she suddenly felt a surge of confidence.
Perhaps, that bitch still had a weakness.
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"First fighting, Tan Shan versus Shirley, officially begins, please enter the arena!" The figure inside the villa shouted hoarsely.
Many wealthy people on the screen, who had been waiting with great interest for a long time, cheered loudly, including the flushed and extremely nervous North American drug lord Francis Scoli.
"Xie Yuxin versus Shui Shanghua? How did the computer calculate that?" The drug lord expressed a slight doubt. It wasn't that he felt it was unfair; he believed his goddess, that bitch, could definitely defeat anyone.
He was just curious about the computer's judgment.
"It's like this," another figure replied, "Everyone's physical abilities are different." "
The difference between Tan Shan and Shirley is the smallest, so although Shui Shanghua voted for Tan Shan, it was completely useless. After all, the voting ratio between Tan Shan and Shui Shanghua was 0:1. Although Shui Shanghua had eight votes, they were all chosen by other women. Tan Shan himself didn't choose Shui Shanghua; he and Shirley chose each other. So Tan Shan still competed against Shirley according to the rules." "
The other women all voted for Shui Shanghua, and Shui Shanghua didn't choose any of them, so they didn't actually vote, but they didn't abstain either. That's why the computer arranged it according to physical abilities."
"Here, we must commend Bai Jie and Yu Fangfang's judgment," the two figures said in unison.
“That’s not what I meant. I meant…” Francescoli explained, blushing, “I mean, are Xie Yuxin and Shui Shanghua the closest in strength?”
“That’s right.” A figure explained, “Xie Yuxin has the best physical attributes, but obviously, she has no fighting skills. Shui Shanghua’s physical attributes are a bit weaker, but she seems to have trained in some areas, so the computer judges their strength to be the closest.”
“As for Bai Jie versus Mutou Hong, it’s because Bai Jie has at least received some training. Although it’s not fighting skills, her sexual ability can give her an advantage in the match. As for Mutou Hong, although she has learned ninjutsu, her fighting strength actually requires a full-body prostration technique to be unleashed, and her sexual pleasure is her fatal weakness. If Bai Jie can unleash her full potential, then she and Mutou Hong will be evenly matched on this specially set-up arena.”
“Yu Fangfang versus Cheng Xiaowei is basically the same. One has super sexual ability, and the other, although not as good, has some self-defense skills due to her life as a drug dealer on the street.”
"As for Kim Sam-soon versus Zhang Ziyi. Hehe, although one is a second-degree black belt in Taekwondo, he probably gave up training long ago due to frequent escort services. He'll be doing pretty well if he can perform at half
his potential. As for our big star Zhang Ziyi, although she hasn't had many outstanding moments before, she's 'deeply explored' with several martial arts instructors for her martial arts film~" At this point, all the tycoons couldn't help but burst into laughter, especially Francescoli, who had already made up his mind that if his Eastern goddess unfortunately failed and died, his next target would be Zhang Ziyi.
Of course, not like Xie Yuxin, but like those famous prostitutes he had killed before, to make her due "organ contribution" for the benefit of humanity.
"Alright, it's officially started now. Please enjoy the fight between these beauties~" The two figures behind the puppet announced loudly in unison.
On the screen, Tan Shan and Shirley, with their high breasts, entered the ring with either sexy or light steps.

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