Devil's Deal Scam

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One Thousand and One Nights, Night Seven: The Devil's Deal - A Deceptive Scheme 　　Author 　　:
Han 　　Jiang
********** 　　... 　　Li Yugang teased her slowly and deliberately, until her face flushed crimson and her body burned like fire, pulling her closer to him. He then smoothly intertwined their legs, his hard penis pressing against her rounded buttocks through her shorts, discreetly trying to slip into her moist crevice. The woman, however, managed to twist away in time, "Don't...don't do it from behind..." 　　Although Yujun was a confident and independent modern woman, she was surprisingly conservative in her private life. She had given her virginity to her husband and only accepted the conventional missionary position, disliking anything new or exciting. Fortunately, she was incredibly charming; even just holding her was a great blessing. 　　The two were alumni of Tianjin University. When the handsome class monitor met the tall and beautiful student council propaganda minister, their appearance and temperament were such a perfect match, like a thunderbolt striking an unstoppable fire. At their graduation party, Li Yugang successfully confessed his love and finally embraced his beloved, a romantic moment still talked about years later. After graduation, they both stayed in Tianjin as outstanding talents, naturally living together and having their angelic little daughter, Xiao Chang. 　　This year has been filled with joy: Li Yugang was promoted to director of the government's public relations department, and Yu Jun, as a pillar anchor of the economic radio station, took on the responsibility of independently hosting a highly popular talk show, "The Sound After the Rain." Three months ago, the Wangfujing Hotel in the capital successfully hosted their tenth-anniversary class reunion. As the organizer and host of the event, the couple stood under the dazzling spotlight, seemingly surrounded by a sacred halo, still so elegant and beautiful, captivating everyone, once again experiencing the happiness of being the center of attention. 　　Their journey has been smooth sailing; the Creator has truly blessed them. What are a few minor regrets compared to that? 　　The two cuddled and played on the bed like children, their long, snow-white legs kicking up the thin blankets and shattering the hazy dawn light. 　　Just as their passion reached its peak, the phone on the bedside table rang at the most inopportune moment. Annoyed, Li Yugang reached out and hung up without even looking, intending to return to their tender embrace, but the phone stubbornly rang again. This time, Li Yugang looked at the caller ID, his face darkening. He turned his back and answered, "It's you, buddy! What's up?... You see, I'm pretty busy, how about we reschedule for another day?... Oh, okay, fine, you decide... Alright, alright, goodbye, goodbye." 　　"Who is it so early?" Yujun said coquettishly. 　　The phone call interrupted Li Yugang's continued intimacy. He got out of bed, put on his clothes, and said, "Isn't it that Ruan Tong again? He's made a fortune now and wants to come to Tianjin to develop his business. He's asking me for some information." 　　Yu Jun's face fell. "I don't want to see that guy. He's cunning and has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. You'd better stay away from him and don't let him fool you." 　　"I really don't know what kind of feud you two have. Okay, okay, listening to your wife won't hurt you. I know what I'm doing. Come on, give me a kiss." Li Yugang stretched his neck for a kiss. 　　"Pah, what a jerk." Yu Jun smiled, lifted her upper body, and quickly planted a sweet kiss on his pouting lips before lazily snuggling into the warm blankets. 　　2 　　Sitting on the rocking chair on the balcony, Li Yugang lit a cigarette. His eyes were somewhat dazed. The unexpected phone call had stirred up a secret he had been keeping to himself. 　　The story begins at that class reunion. Li Yugang was merely the nominal organizer; the entire costly event was handled by one person alone—his classmate, Ruan Tong. Back then, Ruan Tong, the vice class monitor, was Li Yugang's best friend and partner, full of clever ideas, and indispensable for planning any activity. However, he was of average appearance, not good with words, and came from a poor family, completely overshadowed by Li Yugang's dazzling brilliance, like his shadow, and witnessed Li Yugang's pursuit of Yujun. But Yujun never seemed to be interested in Ruan Tong, and at the graduation party, she suddenly broke off their relationship. Ruan Tong immediately disappeared from the party, and Yujun forbade Li Yugang from ever mentioning his name again. Although Li Yugang was somewhat confused, he couldn't get a clear answer from her. Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. 　　Earlier this year, Li Yugang unexpectedly ran into Ruan Tong at a government office. Ruan Tong had gained weight and exuded a more weathered and experienced air. His business card prominently displayed the title "Chairman of the Board of Directors of Tianfu Group." Li Yugang later discovered online that Ruan Tong was the head of a rapidly growing new materials company in Hainan, and he never expected that the leader was an old acquaintance. 　　Ruan Tong laughed about the past, unwilling to dwell on it, and politely declined Li Yugang's invitation to visit his home. However, he was quite interested in the class reunion, readily agreeing to contribute money and effort but refusing to take the limelight. On the day of the reunion, he simply used business as an excuse to avoid showing up, content to play a supporting role while Li Yugang and his wife shone. The entire event proceeded very successfully. Touched, Li Yugang happily complied with Ruan Tong's arrangements to visit Hainan for an inspection. Of course, he didn't tell Yujun beforehand that he was staying at Ruan Tong's house. 　　Li Yugang still clearly remembered his feeling when he first saw Ruan Tong's seaside villa in Sanya. In the distance, fine sand stretched across the golden beach, and on the nearby rocky reefs, a beautifully designed white and blue villa stood gracefully—everything seemed like a dream. Here he witnessed Ruan Tong's immense wealth. The entire house was like a small museum, housing numerous famous paintings and artifacts, including, presumably, his wife, Tang Yan. 　　Tang Yan was in her early twenties, a typical beauty from the Jiangnan region, with delicate, fair features and a petite, slender figure. Dressed casually in a long white cardigan and tights, she exuded a friendly and natural charm, yet her eyes held an indescribable allure. Before she even spoke, their eyes met, revealing a beauty so captivating that one could not look away for even a moment, and he couldn't help but gaze at her a few more times. 　　The vast house had no servants; Tang Yan managed everything inside and out. She was quiet and gentle, nodding and smiling at Li Yugang as a greeting, but she worked efficiently and cooked delicious meals. While Tang Yan busied herself in the kitchen, Ruan Tong would drag Li Yugang to sit cross-legged in front of the large French windows in his study, practicing his tea ceremony. Outside, banana leaves swayed in the breeze, creating a warm, peaceful, and refreshing atmosphere in the house. 　　For the first time, Li Yugang couldn't help but feel envious of Ruan Tong. Actually, Yu Jun's father was also extremely wealthy, but she was independent and never asked her family for money. The young couple started their own business and were considered middle-class, owning a car and a house, living a comfortable life. However, compared to others, he was still inferior. Yu Jun was independent and didn't know how to serve a man. No wonder they say Southern men know how to enjoy life; with a woman like that and a life like that, even a god wouldn't want to be one. 　　Li Yugang was leaving after one more day. That afternoon, Ruan Tong and Tang Yan went shopping. The place was far from the city, deserted, requiring a car and considerable time to get around. 　　With nothing to do, Li Yugang picked up a book, thinking of going to the rooftop to lie down and enjoy the sea breeze. Passing a room on the top floor, which was always locked—the only one in the building he hadn't entered—the door was ajar today. He didn't think there was any secret there; he just pushed it open out of boredom. It was pitch black inside. He fumbled for the light switch. The lights came on, and after my eyes adjusted for a moment, I was immediately stunned by the sight before me.

If one had to describe it, this room, only about ten square meters, resembled a prison cell or torture chamber. Aside from a large bed prominently placed in a relatively normal position, the ceiling was hung with iron rings and chains fixed to the floor, and the wall shelves were filled with whips, electric batons, and various other torture instruments. There were no windows; apart from a large floor-to-ceiling silver mirror and a sliding wardrobe embedded in the wall, the exposed parts of the walls were covered with thick, soft padding for soundproofing. Suspiciously dried stains were clearly visible on the sandalwood floor. The room was free of dust, indicating frequent cleaning.
Li Yugang couldn't help but think of horror movies like Hostel; the scene was strikingly similar. This realistic torture chamber didn't seem like a collectible; the wardrobe looked like it could unearth human heads at any moment. Ruan Tong used to seem normal, but over the past ten years, who knew if he had become a deeply hidden serial killer? Had he been sent to the tiger's den? A chill ran down his spine as fear gripped him.
The wardrobe might hold all the secrets of the room. Li Yugang tried desperately to bolster his courage, but his fingers trembled as he pulled open the closet door. Thankfully, there was nothing there except a pile of women's clothing and belongings, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
A closer look, however, made his eyes burn with desire. These clothes were all erotic costumes—low-cut, high-waisted, or revealing nurse uniforms, policewoman uniforms, flight attendant uniforms, and the like. Some looked normal, but had a few glaring holes in their private areas; some were simply sheer black stockings; others were just a bunch of drawstrings, which, when pulled open, looked quite professional. Li Yugang picked up a pair of skinny jeans and cut them open at the crotch, making them look like a child's open-crotch pants. He couldn't help but touch that area; how alluring it would be for Yujun to wear these open-crotch pants… He immediately wanted to slap himself. How could Yujun, so noble and chaste, be associated with such filthy and vulgar things?
The lower part of the closet contained a pile of sex toys and instruments, novel and interesting. Most of them he had never seen before, but a little imagination told him what they were for. Li Yugang wasn't particularly interested in that; his attention shifted to several picture books. Curious, he flipped one open, and from the very first page, his pupils dilated and his blood boiled.
The book was actually a photography collection, featuring only one subject: Tang Yan. She was dressed in erotic clothing hanging in her closet, striking various alluring poses both indoors and outdoors. What truly captivated him was a woman topless, her white, jade-like breasts prominently displayed. He had her legs spread wide, her slender feet held high above her head, forming a "W" shape for the camera. Aside from a seductive pair of open-crotch jeans, she was completely naked. Her full vulva, delicate anus, and sparse pubic hair were clearly visible, shamelessly stimulating his eyes. Despite her voluptuous pose, she wore a charming smile. It was hard to believe that the woman in the erotic photos was the same gentle and virtuous woman he knew in everyday life; the stark contrast stirred his emotions.
The next book still featured Tang Yan completely nude, but this time in a photography studio, filled with close-ups of her beautiful face, skin, and feminine characteristics. The photographer's technique was superb, and Tang Yan's body was naturally even more stunning. Against a black background, under the spotlight, every patch of snow-white skin, every touch of rosy pink, every strand of black, and every wrinkle was greatly enhanced and refined, breathtakingly beautiful, flawless. At the back of the book, three long, thin hairs were attached, labeled: head hair, armpit hair, and pubic hair. Li Yugang, knowing no one was around, still looked around and finally couldn't resist gently plucking two pubic hairs and tucking them into his shirt pocket.
If the first book was erotic, the second elegant, then the third presented a completely different style: violent, brutal, and tyrannical. Abuse. The same protagonist, yet seemingly a martyr, is bound, whipped, dripped with wax, and humiliated. Some expressions are agonizing, others are tearful. The whips fall, leaving bloody marks on the snow-white buttocks, as if one can hear the whistling of the whip cutting through the air and the pitiful cries. This book contains few photographs, all in a realistic style, but presenting a unique, tragic beauty. At the end of the book, Tang Yan and Ruan Tong are seen kissing after the ordeal, their bodies still covered in wounds, but their faces showing relief and satisfaction. And the location of the photos is right where he is standing now.
He seems to understand the purpose of this secret room and the relationship between Ruan Tong and his wife. He had unintentionally stumbled into their Eden of seeking alternative pleasures; perhaps this is the legendary, untold sadomasochistic love affair. No wonder they kept it hidden and didn't hire servants.
Yu Jun's discipline is very strict, and he himself follows the rules, never straying from his lucrative position as department head. He knew a little about the unconventional things in society, but experiencing it so vividly for the first time, especially with a friend he'd known for days, was a powerful shock to his eyes, mind, and capacity to cope. What was terrifying was how vibrant and breathtakingly beautiful the woman in the BDSM relationship appeared, inducing a strong urge within him, making him unable to extricate himself. Did he subconsciously harbor such a fetish?
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door opening downstairs. "Yu Gang, Yu Gang…where did this guy go?…Go check the rooftop."
Spying on someone's privacy was like being a thief. Hearing the approaching stairs, Li Yu Gang panicked, fearing he'd be caught red-handed. He quickly tidied up the scene and hid everywhere. In his haste, he actually found a corner ventilation opening, pulled back the wire mesh, and crawled inside. In the
blink of an eye, the door opened, revealing a pair of thick legs and a pair of long, slender legs in front of the mesh. "Thank goodness, Yu Gang isn't here. He's probably at the beach. I was really worried he might accidentally barge in and I wouldn't be able to explain. Oh, did you leave the lights on when you went out?" "
I don't remember, I was in a rush, maybe."
"Never mind that, close the door. Let's review our lessons while Yu Gang's not here. I've been so bored these past few days."
The woman said shyly, "But, but..."
The man's tone became more forceful, "But what? Hurry up and take off your clothes, you stinking slave."
The woman's tone changed accordingly, "Yes, Master."
It was truly an unexpected blessing. Li Yu Gang never expected to be watching a live show so soon. The peephole angle was perfect for seeing the entire bed, while the other side couldn't easily see him.
The woman, standing with her back to the man, peeled herself off little by little like peeling a banana, revealing her dazzling white flesh. Between her parted thighs, a wisp of fine black hair could be vaguely seen. Li Yugang swallowed hard, unable to resist touching the rare object in his pocket, as if he held the naked woman's private parts in his own hands. He felt an unbearable throbbing in his lower body, but he stubbornly held back his urge to speak.
The man lay diagonally on the bed, legs spread wide, while the woman knelt and knelt, holding the engorged penis and performing deep throat oral sex. Almost every time, her mouth and nose were buried in the man's messy pubic hair, producing muffled hums. It was hard to imagine how her cherry-like mouth could swallow the man's thick, long penis; her expression looked very uncomfortable. Her peach-shaped buttocks were raised high in the air, and her clearly defined and beautiful vulva and anus were exaggeratedly prominent between her thighs like a relief sculpture, swaying from side to side with the rhythm of her movements, exceptionally conspicuous.
Then the woman changed positions, sitting on top of the man, her purplish-red vaginal opening gently rubbing and teasing the thick glans, rotating, inserting, forcefully and quickly sitting all the way in, then slowly pulling in and out repeatedly. Unable to withstand the intense pleasure of the thrusts, her tousled short hair whipped wildly, her eyes glazed, and she let out unrestrained, loud moans, releasing a deadly sensuality. This continued for about ten minutes. The man gripped the woman's slender waist tightly with both hands, roaring as he thrust deeply upwards. A moment later, as if hit by a bullet, he twitched and collapsed onto the bed.
The woman climbed off the man and without hesitation swallowed the penis, still wet with her love juices, which had just been withdrawn from her body. Her delicate tongue licked it clean, and she even sucked on the scrotum in her warm mouth. The man closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then gently patted her buttocks as encouragement, like petting a pet. "Good girl, I won't punish you today. Go downstairs and make dinner." After they finished tidying up, they went downstairs together affectionately.
Li Yugang watched a live sex show that was more exciting and stimulating than any pornographic film. His mind was in a daze from beginning to end, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. His right hand was gripping his penis and rubbing it vigorously.
Climbing out, he realized that the place he had been sitting in for so long wasn't a ventilation shaft, but a small, enclosed space, like a storage room, or perhaps a dog hole—thankfully, it was clean. Not daring to linger, he heard them talking downstairs, so he slipped down the stairs from the rooftop, walked a distance, then returned, pretending to have gone for a stroll. Luckily, he was carrying a book, so the hosts didn't suspect anything.
At dinner, Ruan Tong was as hospitable as ever, frequently raising her glass. Li Yugang, preoccupied, inevitably drank a couple more glasses. Midway through, Ruan Tong received a phone call, seemingly about some business problem. She spoke very excitedly, leaving hurriedly without eating, instructing her wife to take good care of the guests.
Outside, a light rain began to fall, pattering against the broad leaves. Li Yugang and Tang Yan sat facing each other, listening to the rain, each lost in their own thoughts, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.
Tang Yan picked up a glass of red wine. Not a strong drinker, she took small sips, her delicate brows furrowing slightly, her face flushed. She frequently wiped her lips with a handkerchief. Noticing Li Yugang watching her, she rolled her eyes at him, then lowered her head and smiled shyly.
Li Yugang was instantly captivated. Already slightly drunk, his body felt even more aroused than before. The erotic photos and the beautiful woman overlapped, stirring a sense of anticipation and a strange satisfaction within him: "Don't pretend. I know your secret. No matter how virtuous you appear on the surface, deep down you're nothing but a perverted slut."
Tang Yan's voice, urging him to drink, seemed to come from the heavens. He called out several times before reacting, and in his haste, he accidentally knocked over the glass, spilling half a glass of red wine onto his trousers.
The woman instinctively leaned closer, apologizing profusely, and took a napkin to wipe his genitals. In the intimate contact, Li Yugang's lower body involuntarily aroused. Tang Yan remained composed. Li Yugang, secretly ashamed, suddenly had a glint in his eye, as if stung by sunlight. The woman's thin casual clothes revealed no inner garment, and as she bent over, two snow-white breasts easily pierced through the wide neckline, entering the man's vision. This lewd sight was like a spark, instantly igniting a black flame.
This woman was too wanton, too wanton. Was she seducing me? Did she crave my madness, my cruelty, my whipping, and my making her swallow my semen...? His drunkenness intensified, and he began to hallucinate, seeing images of a slut in bed one moment, and close-ups of her private parts the next. The temptation of defiling a married woman was so strong that he couldn't control himself and reached into the woman's collar, trying to grasp those tender white breasts.
The terrified woman tried to escape, but it was too late. The man, having lost his mind, had already grabbed his shirt, tearing it open with a sharp rip, revealing her snow-white shoulders. The sight of her bare shoulders, like glistening new snowflakes, stung his eyes and further fueled his raging lust…
The next day, Li Yugang returned to Tianjin, feeling like he was fleeing for his life. He was filled with anxiety and had a splitting headache the whole way. Fortunately, his worst fears didn't come true. Ruan Tong and his wife appeared outwardly normal, but Tang Yan's gaze kept darting away. Of course, he dared not make any contact with her. That night, he lost consciousness; his memory was blank. He hoped that his drunken impulses were merely a harmless lapse, or that Tang Yan was saving face for him by concealing the truth from her husband. Regardless, he felt gratitude and guilt towards the beautiful woman he had hurt.
Life passed uneventfully. Li Yugang treasured his trip to Hainan as a beautiful, albeit mistaken, story, just as he treasured the two beautiful pubic hairs he had unintentionally retained in his notebook. This was one of the few times he wasn't completely honest with Yujun, but every man has his little secrets, right? Occasionally, he would recall those erotic scenes, that pure and beautiful body would intrude into his dreams from time to time, making love with him, experiencing ecstasy, just like this morning.
Could it be that this erotic dream came at such an inopportune time, attracting the person he least wanted to see? After so long, it shouldn't be here to cause trouble, right?
3.
Noon is the quietest time at Yuquan Teahouse. The owner brewed a full pot of good tea for the only remaining couple sitting in the most secluded booth, then went to doze off behind the cashier.
Ruan Tong slowly blew open the new leaves floating on the water, his face gloomy and imposing, a stark contrast to the pale and listless Li Yugang sitting opposite him, chain-smoking.
A laptop calculator sat on the coffee table; the video had finished playing. In fact, from the moment Ruan Tong took out the notebook, or rather, from the moment he saw Ruan Tong's cold, fat face, Li Yugang had a sense of impending doom.
The video showed the memory Li Yugang had lost; the usually gentle and refined man had completely changed, becoming a fierce and brutal wolf, tearing apart the vulnerable woman like a lamb, frantically thrusting, pumping, screaming, struggling, and crying. The woman passively endured, her pale thighs flailing helplessly in the air. Afterward, the man collapsed on the ground, snoring like a dead pig. The woman sat there blankly, struggling to get up, dressed, and forcefully shook the drunken Li Yugang up, helping him into the room. After a while, she returned to the camera, cleaning up the mess, tears soaking her clothes…
The word "rape"—such a terrible word—was unbelievably and so vividly associated with Li Yugang. He could never have imagined that he could do such a thing, that there would be such a shameful and unmanageable night, yet the evidence was irrefutable and he had nothing to say. Outside, the early autumn sun shone warmly, but he felt an unusual chill.
Ruan Tong said that Tang Yan had indeed been keeping quiet all along, and he had accidentally discovered it while checking the home security camera footage not long ago. At first, he thought they were having an affair, and in his heartbreak and rage, he almost killed Tang Yan. After learning the truth, Ruan Tong immediately booked a flight to confront Li Yugang.
"I was really drunk that day, which is why I made such a terrible mistake. I was worse than an animal. I'm sorry to you all, and even more sorry to Tang Yan. But, that matter, I... I really can't do it."
Li Yugang was in a daze, as if floating in mid-air, feeling lost and uncertain. At least one thing was very clear to him: this video could completely destroy him. His career (his leadership had pushed him to an important position against all odds) and family (Yu Yun was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, and he couldn't imagine the consequences if she saw the video) would definitely be ruined, and he might even face imprisonment. Shame would accompany him for the rest of his life behind bars.
Ruan Tong's words strongly hinted at this terrible prospect, and just when Li Yugang was in despair, she threw out a lifeline. She said that although Tang Yan had suffered greatly, she admitted to having feelings for Li Yugang and had defended him. Since things had come to this, she tacitly agreed to give Li Yugang a chance to make amends to his wife, but in exchange, Yu Han had to spend a night with him. The words were subtle, but the meaning was clear: wife swapping.
Li Yugang instinctively refused. Not only was there no possibility with Yu Han, but even a joke like that would be a huge humiliation to him. He had monopolized the beauty of Tianjin University, turning the innocent girl in his arms into a graceful and voluptuous woman—a man's immense wealth and glory, how could he possibly give it away to an outsider? Normally, not slapping Ruan Tong would be considered polite, but now, being under her thumb, he had no choice but to beg and plead, hoping that Ruan Tong was only acting out of momentary anger.
Ruan Tong, however, was serious. Seeing that Li Yugang wouldn't give in despite his pleading, she sneered, "Then there's nothing to talk about, Mr. Li. Farewell, let's meet again at another place." She packed her notebook and prepared to leave.
Li Yugang had overestimated his courage to bear the consequences. As if his end was near, cold sweat poured down his back, fear gripped his throat, and he clung to Ruan Tong's sleeve, pleading, "Brother Ruan, Brother Ruan, don't rush, let's talk some more..."
"Although I'm a businessman, I don't talk business today."
Li Yugang felt like his whole world was collapsing. "Let's talk some more, let's talk some more..."
4.
Wuhuan Grand Hotel.
Li Yugang mechanically walked through the lobby, entered the elevator, pressed the button for the 22nd floor, and the elevator doors closed silently. The smooth glass mirror reflected a handsome but lifeless face.
He had finally betrayed Yujun, including his own conscience and dignity.
Wife swapping—what a tempting and exciting term, yet it's a despicable and unethical transaction between two men. He knew Yu Yun would never agree to such an absurd thing, but he still followed Ruan Tong's advice, drugging her drink to make her unconscious. Then, at an intersection where their cars met, he exchanged keys with Ruan Tong. Ruan Tong told him Tang Yan was also asleep in the hotel and wouldn't wake up until tomorrow. Like two hungry hounds, they rushed eagerly towards each other's bones.
But he felt no pleasure from this erotic game; instead, his heart ached terribly, as if he had lost his parents. He was already a criminal, and now his crimes were compounded. He was an accomplice, a traitor, a collaborator, helping outsiders breach his own fortress and rape his own wife. But did he have a choice? At least he couldn't see it. Now, he could only believe Ruan Tong's promise that Yu Yun would wake up and treat it as a dream, knowing nothing, that everything would be wiped clean afterward, never to be mentioned again. Ruan Tong was a respectable businessman; surely he wouldn't break his promise?
Several times he hesitated, wishing he could turn back, stop Ruan Tong from entering, and loudly announce, "I'm done! Do whatever you want!" Unfortunately, it was all just imagination, something he dared only dream of.
The red light flickered, then creaked and turned blue. The door to 2208 opened, and Li Yugang stood there dumbfounded.
A woman in a slip dress sat with her back against the headboard. In the soft light, her bare shoulders were sexy and rounded. Turning her head, her gaze was exceptionally gentle. "Come in."
Li Yugang hadn't expected Tang Yan to be awake, but he also didn't encounter the hatred and anger he had imagined. Like an obedient child, he closed the door and sat obediently on the chair by the window.
Another awkward silence followed. Li Yugang's gaze remained fixed on the floor, where a pair of smooth, beautiful, slender feet stood.
Li Yugang suddenly said, "I think I should go first."
Tang Yan bit her lower lip, her eyes reddening. "Okay, very good, go ahead, go far away."
Li Yugang had just made up his mind to go back and stop this immoral transaction, but he was held back by Tang Yan's pitiful, girlish demeanor. Remembering that the most hurt person in the whole incident was actually this delicate woman in front of him, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks and said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, that night I..."
The woman interrupted him, sighing, "There's still more to say about this..." "Does that mean?" Just then, the water boiled, and Tang Yan brewed a cup of tea. As she handed it to Li Yugang, their fingertips touched, and she suddenly blushed, pulling her hand back and saying, "You drink the water."
Memories flooded her mind, a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy flavors. Even the best tea couldn't taste anything. After hesitating for a moment, she stood up. "I'm really leaving. I have... things to do at home."
Tang Yan called softly from behind, "Yugang."
Li Yugang involuntarily turned around, feeling a sudden boom in his head, his heart pounding, and all the blood rushing to his head.
The woman stood shyly, her thin purple camisole nightgown having slipped down in that instant, revealing two bright red nipples. Her exquisite body was like a precious, translucent jade piece. Her slender hands crossed, trying to cover her lower body, exuding an indescribable sexiness.
Without a word or gesture, the two naturally embraced and kissed…
The lights came on, and Tang Yan leaned against the headboard, her slender fingers lightly tracing the man's handsome face. He seemed troubled in his sleep, his brow furrowed. Tang Yan's eyes were filled with complex emotions as she gazed at him for a long, long time.
Li Yugang was awakened by the hotel's wake-up call, finding himself alone in bed, the pillow still fragrant. The receptionist told him the room had been checked out.
Dazed, he returned home to find his wife already at work. He tentatively called her, and finding nothing amiss, he relaxed, slumped down, opened a can of ice-cold beer, and gulped it down. His thoughts drifted between Tang Yan's hot body and the memory of Yu Jun's defiled body. He was torn between relief and the agony of having pushed his beloved wife into a living hell.
5.
A naked man lay comfortably on a large round bed, his upper body slightly raised. A large number of photographs were scattered in front of him, all featuring a young woman. She was about 170 centimeters tall, with a lively and confident oval face. Her large eyes sparkled with a proud, confident, and independent spirit. Her long, wavy hair was sometimes casually draped over her shoulders, sometimes simply tied in a ponytail.
The photographer seemed to have been following her for a long time, sometimes capturing her in business attire just leaving her company, sometimes strolling shopping in various fashionable outfits, and sometimes casually stretching her body on her balcony. Regardless of the occasion or angle, her skin appeared as smooth as velvet, her figure beautiful and free-spirited. She possessed an intellectual elegance and a carefree beauty, like a stunning landscape that held the viewer's gaze captivating.
"It's unbelievable. She wasn't necessarily this outstanding in school, and her breasts weren't this big either. Now, just looking at her makes my dick hard. Yan'er, you're considered pretty among women. Compared to her, I'm just mud on the ground. It's not that she's bad-looking, it's just that her aura is something you can't learn."
The woman busy behind the man snorted twice to express her dissatisfaction. She was completely naked, pressed tightly against the man's body, her firm breasts rolling and rubbing against his fat, which was smeared with baby oil. Her two jade-like thighs were also tightly wrapped around the man's hairy legs, her vulva rubbing against his flesh without any shame or cover, and she was occasionally letting out indistinct moans.
Ruan Tong picked up another stack of photos, which was a set of scenes that made people's blood boil. The beautiful, intelligent woman slept soundly in bed, completely at the mercy of her captors. They photographed her long, white, naked body and intimate parts from various angles, documenting the humiliation she suffered while unconscious. The man, facing the camera, straddled her shapely hips, withdrawing a small, ugly piece of his penis from her tender opening. One hand pinched her full breasts, the other made a "V" sign in victory, a shameless, lewd grin plastered on his face.
Ruan Tong stared intently, his thumb repeatedly rubbing Yu Jun's private parts in the photograph. The woman he had dreamed of for years—even conquering the world couldn't compare to the exhilarating feeling of conquering her. "Finally got to sleep with that arrogant bitch, it felt so good. With that face and figure, she's way better than those porn stars. I could make a fortune selling those photos online. Yan'er, you did a great job, your acting was top-notch, you've improved since that old geezer from Tianfu Group. I have to reward you properly." Her
wet tongue licked the man's ear, giving it a few approving licks as a sign of gratitude and praise. "I don't want a reward, anyway, it's none of my business anymore, just let me go back."
The man was aroused by her teasing, he rolled over and wrapped his arms around the woman's slender waist, one hand stroking Tang Yan's smooth crotch, his fingers digging into her hot vagina. "No way, we've paid such a high price and only just started to get some results, we can't stop here, you know? That bitch is rich, at least her family is loaded. I want both her and her."
The woman looked somewhat dejected, "...What else do you want me to do?"
"That high-tech stuff isn't installed yet. These next few days, you'll have to work hard and find a way to get it done with that idiot Li again. Give me time to finish it. When it's successful, hehe, just thinking about it makes me excited."
The woman protested, "What do you take me for?"
Ruan Tong patted Tang Yan's beautiful face and said seriously, "What do you take me for, a chicken?"
Yu
Jun sat in the live-streaming room, hosting her signature program, "Echoes After the Rain." It was time for the hourly commercial break. Yu Jun took off her headset, her restlessness gradually subsiding, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, her body has been undergoing some embarrassing changes lately. Her skin has become extremely sensitive, and her breasts are swollen, a condition she hasn't experienced since weaning. The most unbearable discomfort is in her genital area; the itching is intense, not just superficial, but a deep, visceral itch. At first, she could endure it, but later it flared up several times a day, and the symptoms worsened. When the itching became unbearable, she couldn't help but want to scratch herself, no matter the situation. She even tried scratching in the bathroom, but the more she scratched, the itchier it became. She'd never had erotic dreams before, but now she was experiencing them. In her dreams, she was always having passionate intercourse with a blurry-faced man.
She found it incredibly difficult to talk about all this with her husband. Initially, she went to the doctor, thinking it was a gynecological problem or an infection, but the results showed that apart from increased blood circulation, there was nothing wrong with her body. Later, she consulted a familiar psychotherapist, who believed it was due to unsatisfactory sexual experiences and suggested she try to improve them. Unfortunately, having sex with Li Yugang didn't effectively solve these problems. Li Yugang's abilities are not lacking; he often helps her reach the top. But now, for some reason, no matter how hard Li Yugang tries, he can't get rid of that nagging itch in her heart.
Now, her biggest fear is having a physical problem during the live broadcast, afraid of losing concentration and making a fool of herself. Fortunately, she managed to handle the past hour; a few more phone calls and the show will be over. She needs a good rest; tomorrow she has an
appointment with a famous gynecologist for another checkup. "I'm Xiaoyu from Midnight Aegean Sea. If you have something on your mind to confide in, a secret to share, or a problem to solve, please call 23408888. Let's meet on this starry night..." Yuyun's voice was incredibly sweet and captivating.
"Hello, this is... Mr. Yin, that's a rare surname. What would you like to say to our listeners?"
The male voice on the other end of the line was deep and somber. "Hello, host. I have a problem, something shameful, and I'm terrified. I want to talk about it, but I'm too afraid to."
Yu-yun encouraged him, "It's okay
, just speak up. We'll help you." "You promised to help me, right? Here's the thing, I have a good friend, and I've been very good to him. I never imagined that one day he would pretend to be drunk and rape my wife."
"What kind of beastly friend is that? Did you report it to the police?"
"No, I didn't report it because of our friendship, but I made a condition: I'd exchange your wife, and then we'd be even."
Yu-yun was speechless for a moment before asking, "Mr. Yin, did your friend's wife agree?"
"She doesn't know. Her husband drugged her; she has no idea what happened."
Yu-yun said angrily, "You... this is a crime!"
"Yes, host, you're right. I knew it was a crime, so I thought I'd let it go. I never expected my friend to be such a scoundrel, repeatedly seducing my wife."
A sudden, intense itching sensation surged deep within her vagina, almost making Yujun cry out. She clenched her legs, enduring the dual discomfort of mind and body, and blurted out, "So what are you going to do?"
"What are you going to do? I'm not going to sit idly by either. I'll sleep with his wife again and again, making her roll her eyes in her sleep. It's ridiculous that she's been kept in the dark all this time, hahaha." The man laughed wildly on the phone.
Yujun snapped out of her daze, furious. "Crazy, shameless! I advise you and your so-called friend to turn yourselves in
right now!" After the live broadcast ended, Yujun was still sitting there angry. The director came over to comfort her, "That guy must have some kind of mental problem. Don't worry about him. You're tired too, go home and rest."

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