[The Grand View Garden Chronicle] Chapter 98: Thunder and Rain, Hongzhou's Daytime Flirtings, Fragrant Flowers, Baoqin's Offering of Chastity

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Chapter 98: Thunder and Rain: Hongzhou's Lewd Play, Fragrant Flower Baoqin Offers Her Virginity

It is said that Baoqin, under the orders of her master Hongzhou, in her boudoir beside her embroidered couch, shamefully and
humiliatedly removed her undergarments, revealing her naked body to her master's wanton pleasure. Young, intelligent, beautiful, and charming, she was also a daughter of a
noble family. She should have been cherished by her parents and sisters, innocent and carefree, a child in the secluded chambers of her home. However, due to her circumstances and status,
she was ultimately her master's sex slave. Even when Hongzhou occasionally admired her sight of searching for plum blossoms in the snow and was moved by her, it was
the day she was violated and humiliated, and naturally, she felt a deep sense of shame and pain. However, Baoqin was still at
an age where she was only half-understanding, and Li Wan, Baochai, and others only taught her half of what they taught her. When she took off her clothes and offered herself to the man, seeking to be violated and humiliated, she felt
shame and fear, but a strange childish thought arose in her mind: she had always thought of her own body
as exquisite, with skin as white as snow, delicate and smooth, and considered herself a very clean girl, which she was quite proud of; but
unexpectedly , a few sparse and soft hairs grew on the smooth area below her navel and above her jade groove every year... She did not understand, and although she thought it was strange and cute, she couldn't help but think that "it is shameful and dirty" and was often embarrassed; today, she had to expose herself in front of the only man
in her life who could enjoy her body, and she felt that those few pubic hairs were somewhat inappropriate and did not match her natural childlike body. For a moment, the childish mind panicked and cried. 　　She cried for a while, but still retained her naturally icy nature. Stealing a glance at Hongzhou's expression, she clearly saw him secretly laughing at her. She couldn't help but wonder: Is it simply how a young girl is supposed to be down there? Doesn't my master mind? Perhaps even likes it? Or is it just my naive, ignorant thinking? 　　Meanwhile, Hongzhou had already pulled the naked young girl into his arms, lewdly teasing her while comforting her, saying, "Silly girl, when girls grow up, they all have hair down there. Whether they're pure and innocent or promiscuous , it's inevitable that girls will come of age. Your younger sisters Wen and Qi are still young, so they don't have any… Doesn't your older sister Bao have any? Don't think nonsense. Your master especially loves your body; it's rare to find one that combines the purity of a young girl with the allure of a young woman in love. Having a few little hairs is just…" "Good, that means you're an adult now, and your master play with you. Come, let your master touch and play with you. You're making me even happier." 　　Baoqin knew that her appearance was a disgrace for a girl, but she was young and had no right to see Hongzhou. Day and night, she was surrounded by the idea that "the master is a celestial being." Hearing Hongzhou praise her now, although it was humiliating , she couldn't help but feel a warm sweetness in her heart. She stammered a word, but she was too ashamed to make a sound. Instead, she just sobbed with tears in her eyes. 　　But Hongzhou overheard this and began to caress Baoqin's alluring naked body, starting with her delicate buttocks, then moving along her waist, and finally to her armpits, tracing her skin and ribs. He chuckled and teased her, "Still crying? What did you say ? You couldn't even hear me properly. Wasn't this a test of your master's hearing? Is this how your spoiled sister-in-law taught you?" …Even if you're ashamed, you should at least explain yourself clearly when you answer me.” 　　Baoqin was naturally ashamed to have her little buttocks touched, but she was already naked, her nipples and vulva exposed. The rough, muscular hands of Hongzhou were caressing and lewdly playing with her snowy buttocks, and she felt waves of strange sensations she had never experienced before seeping into her lungs. At one moment, she felt violated and defiled, her buttocks aching with a piercing pain; at the other moment, she felt this was a caress of comfort before she was truly thoroughly violated and humiliated, a sign of her master's affection, and she wished her master would touch her a little longer. But Hongzhou moved away from her snowy buttocks and came to play with her armpits. She felt both shame and an unbearable itch, almost bursting into laughter. She gritted her teeth, suppressing her tears and laughter, and could only reply with a flushed face and meek eyes: "Yes... Qin'er is useless. My voice was too soft just now. What Qin'er meant was... Since Master says he likes it, then Qin'er is very fortunate . Please don't worry about Qin'er's young age. Just enjoy it. Master... just humiliate Qin'er, ruin Qin'er, play with Qin'er... Even if Qin'er is raped to death by Master today, I will still be... happy..." 　　Hongzhou originally wanted to tease her, but judging from her tone, it was clear that she had been taught a lot of sweet, submissive, and respectful words by Li Wan and others. However, she was still a young girl and was afraid. When she said "raped to death," her face, which was flushed, turned pale . He initially found it amusing, but upon further reflection, he inexplicably saw a beautiful figure before him, resembling Qin Keqing, her expression poignant, or perhaps Daiyu… A sudden thought struck him, and he felt even more tenderness. His hands roamed over her delicate, almost dripping body, finding it incredibly soft and smooth to the touch, not to mention the girl's delicate and charming curves, even her fingertips were soft and supple, her skin as smooth as if coated with milk. He caressed her arms, ribs, lower abdomen, and navel, saying, "Silly girl, this is what your spoiled sister-in-law taught you, about the mindset of a sex slave serving her master. But at its core, it's not about dying. You're so beautiful, how could I bear to kill you? You're a young maid now, and I'm taking advantage of your tenderness. It's just for me to taste the pleasure . Today is your first time, so naturally you're apprehensive and ashamed… This is also the duty of a sex slave, don't be afraid. This is part of your family's marriage..." "Your palace is different... It's common for eight- or nine-year-old girls in the palace to be defiled by their masters, let alone you who are already fourteen... Serve me with shame and shame, use your natural instincts to please me, and I'll reward you with pleasure. I'll enjoy it day and night for years to come. When you grow into a beautiful young woman Then, you and your sister can serve me together on the bed, wouldn't that be a different kind of pleasure? If you serve well, then you'll be granted..." "My lady, in a few years, the current favorites of be getting old, while you'll be a young married woman...tsk tsk...you little stunner, even with such a small belly, you're already so alluring. When you're fully mature, who knows how intoxicating you'll be...You're young, but that means I can enjoy you for a few more years, isn't that a blessing? I'll naturally cherish you, so dying or living...you're just scaring yourself." 　　Baoqin seemed to understand, but felt she had heard Hongzhou say... His inner gentleness was completely different from the "mighty power of his master" that Li Wan and Baochai often used to frighten her . Instead, he offered comfort and painted a picture of "long and peaceful years" for her. Although she felt increasingly ashamed and her whole body was burning hot, with waves of heat and acid spreading from her lower abdomen to her limbs, her fear and terror had subsided. It was as if she had been lovingly confessed to by a rather authoritative elder. Overwhelmed with emotion, she didn't know how to was full of soft moans, and she could only utter a single, dazed "Mmm." She then rolled even more against Hongzhou like a candy twister.

The smooth, jade-like buttocks touched Hongzhou's already hard, iron-like dragon root beneath his trousers with a tender touch.

Hongzhou was also aroused by the scene he had described. Seeing the little beauty in his arms, as tender as a star and
as graceful as a crescent moon, neither struggling nor dodging, but lying in his arms like a little doll, with an
obedient expression that allowed him to take advantage of her, he was also delighted. A hand moved
up caressing her small, swollen nipples without any pity, and began to knead them. Her delicate breasts were small
and round like lotus flowers, her nipples as tender as cardamom, and her areolas were just a layer of barely visible pink skin.
They were so innocent and pure, like freshly peeled lychees with dewdrops. As the hand caressed, kneaded
, and teased her, it not only enjoyed the soft and tender flesh of her breasts, which was as
soft , but also felt a slightly hard and thick nipple inside. Hongzhou knew that this was a
unique , and also the source of their future allure. Now, with their original intentions unfulfilled and their youth just beginning,
they were about to be offered to him for his wanton pleasure. So he simply pressed down, bounced up, flicked them, and then they bounced back up again,
playing with the breasts in a wonderful way. He felt that the flesh around the breasts, although not as firm as that of an adult girl, was
full of vigorous growth, and it seemed that just by touching them for a while, they could grow a little bigger.
He was engrossed in teasing her, but then he gradually felt something strange in his fingertips. She was naked, her breasts obediently erect, and
this was the first time in her life she had been violated and played with by her master. Even though Baoqin was young and her buds were still developing, she was moved. He saw that the two smooth
, red nipples were slightly upturned, and the pinkish blood in the nipples seemed to almost radiate
the life of her skin… In his triumph, he felt that his observation was indeed correct. So alluring and seductive, this Baoqin
would surely be no less beautiful than Chaiyun in the future, a girl with snow-white breasts. In a moment of impulsive whimsy, seeing that her breasts were so tender, like egg
custard, that a pat would cause them to ripple, he wanted to test just how tender her breasts were. So he used his fingernail
to carve four crescent moons around her nipple, as if
sculpting the small breast.

This act was undeniably painful, adding a layer of humiliation, desecration, and defilement. Baoqin, a young girl in the prime of her youth, was subjected to such humiliation
on her first time having her breasts played with by a man. Hongzhou
's fingernails dug into her flesh, and she groaned in pain and shame, her breath ragged. Though it was pain, the moans grew
increasingly seductive. When crescent-shaped red marks were etched around her nipples, the young girl
could no longer close her mouth. Her pink tongue flicked in and out, and saliva dripped from the corners of her bulging lips.
With her rapid breathing, her breasts rose and fell, rippling like waves on a still lake
. Her beautiful eyes were glazed, filled with tears, even her eyelashes were wet with shame. At this moment,
besides pain and shame, she also felt the intense, erotic longing of a young woman violated. But she was still just a young girl,
innocent and naive, her heart filled with bitterness. "My breasts have been played with by a man today
. I was taught in books that a girl's body is like a broken body, that to be touched or to have one's sleeves removed is to lose one's chastity. My breasts have been
played with like this by my master... they can never be clean again." Yet she couldn't help but wonder, "But I don't know why it feels
like this? People in the garden often say that a girl's body is 'played with' by a man, and it really is like a child playing with toys
... just playing with and teasing my sensitive skin like this, I feel so ashamed I could die. My master is playing with my
nipples like this, it hurts, yet it doesn't hurt, it's so sore, yet it doesn't sore... I just feel sad and ashamed... but I feel like
I can never see anyone again... I'd rather be dead. But I don't know if my master is enjoying using my body like this?"
She couldn't help but steal glances at Hongzhou, wondering if he was enjoying the marks on her nipples.

It was remarkable that Hongzhou, with his long experience of love and romance, possessed such a sensitive heart. He seemed to see through the girl's tearful eyes, her
infatuation and doubt, both pleasing himself and comforting her. He panted and rambled on, saying, "This
is ... umm... what your sister said. A girl's body is at the master's mercy. Qin'er, you're so young,
your breasts shouldn't be played with by men. But since you've become a sex slave, you have this kind of pleasure. Look at your little
breasts , they'll probably be no smaller than your sister Xiangyun's in the future; right now, your master wants to
mark your little breasts." "...It's a pity the mark won't last long, otherwise it would be interesting to see it when you're older. But it's alright,
it's hard on you... umm... You're still so young and tender, and since your master has pinched it, it's a mark. You're so
small, yet you want your master to taste your first taste of these breasts... Only your master can use these breasts."

Hong Zhou was spouting nonsense, nothing but lewd and absurd words. Normally, for a girl of this age, Hong Zhou
would only hear her soft, childlike voice, her sobs and gasps, even her cries and weeping, and that would be
enough to satisfy his lust. Who would have thought that Baoqin, despite her shame,
possessed a strong and resolute nature, a product of Baochai's family tradition and
Li Wan's upbringing. Even after being humiliated to this extent, she could still manage to compose herself, her face flushed and tears streaming down her face: "Yes... Waaah... Thank you for your kindness, Master. My body
is only for your use. I am still so young, waaah... Ah... I am not... not virtuous enough, I'm afraid it would be unfair to you;
waaah... But here... I am a... very clean nipple... Even I myself have never done
this ... This. To be able to give you... a mark, is... waaah... to my heart's content. I'm just afraid that if my
shame and pain aren't enough, I won't be fulfilling my duty as a sex slave... Waaah... If you like it, Master... waaah... just make it
deep, make it bleed and leave a scar, so that people can see it in the future..." …Qin'er, however… *sobs*… isn't afraid of pain
.”

Hongzhou laughed heartily, unable to resist bending down and
licking the bloodstains he had carved around her nipples with his fingernails, as if sucking her smooth breasts into his mouth to soak them in his
saliva. He not only made the little girl tremble and soften from his kisses, but also felt her childlike, naturally delicate skin.
The edges of her areolas, where he had pinched them, immediately returned to their smooth, white state. He comforted her, saying, “I told
you not to always think about hurting yourself… Good Qin, good girl, good baby, such wonderful breasts, if I hurt them,
I wouldn't bear it. Where would I leave a scar?” As he spoke, his other hand traced down
her navel, caressing her smooth, still baby-like belly, at her nipple…
He poked around in her small, flat belly button for a while, making Baoqin moan softly and seductively. She was trying to suppress her laughter,
pleading in a childish voice, "Master, please don't poke my belly button... Qin'er is ticklish... I can't stand it."

Hongzhou then let her go, and continued to walk down the girl's abdomen, finally touching that peach blossom hill, that exquisite
flower shell, but he just happened to rub her few sparse pubic hairs. He was being mischievous, picking up a few pubic hairs with
his fingers and rubbing them together, then twisting seven or eight sparse hairs into a
small braid. He laughed, "It's good that you, little hussy, know how to talk. You said you weren't afraid of pain, but you're afraid of being tickled?... You said
you were ashamed of these few hairs? Aren't you embarrassed? What's wrong? Can your master play with them?"

Baoqin was originally ticklish, but at this moment, the most shameful
part was finally being violated and touched by a man. She felt that Hongzhou's fingers
were only a fingernail away from the most painful, shameful, and alluring place in her life, and those few pubic hairs were picked up. The touch stirred an itch within her,
and she could almost feel waves of heat surging through her peach-like opening, almost like the urge to urinate. She curled her small body into
a ball, nearly rubbing against Hongzhou's body to relieve the itch and shame. In her heart, besides shame and humiliation, she
also a sense of relief: "So this is how you play with a body… No wonder my sister said that only by thinking of your body
as something other than your own, something your master can do with as he pleases, is the right way… Simply thinking about how
your master wants to play with you isn't entirely true. Your master is using my body like this, pinching my… nipples, kissing
them, tickling my navel, and now… and… and rubbing against my… there." "I'll rub my hair...
" she thought, but it wasn't the same as the playful games we played with in school, like fiddling with cloth tigers, jade dolls, or clay figurines
. "It's because I like it that I want to play with it... I'm afraid... I'm afraid... Master must like my body too."

She was still naive; thinking of this, besides shame, she felt a little joy, thinking that she was "Master's
doll ." Although it was lowly and humiliating, there was an indescribable comfort and bittersweetness within her. She simply
suppressed her shame, muttering incoherently, like a dream, "For Master to play with, of course for Master to play with... No...
Qin'er misspoke... Qin'er doesn't give or not give, Qin'er only begs Master to play with her..." "Yes...yes...yes
...Qin'er...Qin'er is Master's plaything. Master can play with her however he wants, do whatever he wants
. Every touch is shameful, every touch is humiliating...Whether the hair is good or not is not up to Qin'er,
it is up to Master...If Master likes it, then Qin'er grew it specially for Master to play with; if Master doesn't like it,
sob sob ...I'll pluck it out and then let Master play with it again...the lower eyelid..."

Hongzhou felt his bones melt, and he felt sorry for Baoqin, who was so young. Although she did not know the taste of love,
she had been taught etiquette since childhood and must know that her words were full of shame and should not come from
the mouth of a little girl. However, she was only a year old and well-mannered, and now, having been humiliated and played with by him
, her voice was a continuous stream of childish, innocent tones. While her voice was undeniably childish, the words she uttered were like
those of a goddess in lovemaking, indescribably alluring and etched into the soul. This further aroused Hongzhou, making his lower body hard,
his eyes bloodshot, and almost causing him to lose his mind. He hadn't originally intended this; he was merely fondling her body. Now, hearing her
rambling nonsense, he truly felt he could do whatever he wanted.
Baoqin's sparse pubic hair, devoid of any filth, only accentuated her childlike purity and youthful innocence, highlighting
her two plump, white, silkworm-like vulvas, almost tightly closed, a scene of poetic beauty. But upon hearing Baoqin say,
"Master doesn't like it, pluck it," it was as if something had touched Hongzhou's heart, a heart yearning to torment this girl and hear her cries of shame and
pleas . He roared, "Fine! But it's my little baby who said it!" With a wicked grin, he pinched
a thin thread of hair among the seven or eight pubic hairs he had twisted, and pulled it upwards with all his might. The pubic hair, being so delicate, could not
withstand the force, and it was plucked out by the root from the pores of her mons pubis.

"Ah!!! Waaah..." Baoqin, who had already felt her whole body go numb from his touch, suddenly felt a sharp
pain shoot from her most delicate flesh to her very core. A childish scream escaped her lips, and her little body
trembled violently, rippling with countless waves of milky flesh. The poor girl's few newly grown hairs were all plucked, and
beads of blood immediately seeped from the roots of her snow-white skin. She was young and panicked, but in the end, she dared not struggle or resist. Her face,
which was originally filled with a hazy and passionate expression, was immediately filled with the shame and pain of a daughter who had been humiliated... Tears
fell like broken strings, and she cried out in pain. She was about to wail, but due to her status, being humiliated was also her duty.
She could only force herself to suppress her emotions, timidly biting her lower lip to hold back her sorrow and bitterness
. She looked at Hongzhou with her hazy, watery eyes, pleading for mercy.

Hongzhou had only acted on a whim and had no intention of torturing her. Seeing her expression now, he felt both regret and delight. He
regretted that he had frightened the girl, and from her words, he could hear the fearful thoughts that Li Wan had taught her: "A girl's
duty is to wait to be raped to death." This only fueled her fear. He was delighted to see her in
pain, yet she dared not disobey, enduring it desperately, only daring to beg for mercy with her eyes, while her body could only be subjected to his
wanton abuse. He imagined that she was silently chanting the erotic notion that "her body is not her own," which was truly full of lewd and childlike pleasure.
Hongzhou seemed to have touched a soft spot in his heart, and couldn't help but kiss her sobbing lips. His hands
softened, moving gently to the spot where her pubic hair had been plucked, until he reached her tightly closed
vulva, rubbing and soothing her pain and caressing her soul... His mouth sucked on her delicate tongue and moist
lips, making soft smacking sounds, and he mumbled, "My good baby Qin'er... Did it hurt? Was it because I was too rough
? Don't be afraid, you're still young. If you're afraid of pain or shame, you can beg for mercy... But since you're a slave in the garden
, although you sometimes feel comfortable..." Sometimes pain and humiliation are unavoidable; sometimes you gain something, sometimes you lose
something... Tsk tsk... Don't be afraid... It's because you're so adorable that your master likes to play with
you like this. Those hairs will grow back; you said you didn't like them, so I plucked them for you... If you want to cry, just
cry... Tsk tsk... Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... Your master loves you so much, you're such a little girl, even your
skin down there is so smooth... Don't be afraid... I'm very happy with you."

Hongzhou's mouth was full of kisses, and although Baoqin was young, it was as if he were kissing and playing with an adult woman, his intentions deep and lingering.
Like comforting a child, he repeatedly reassured her, "Don't be afraid," becoming even more gentle and tender.
He pulled her soft, moist tongue out of her mouth, sucked the saliva from its tip, put it back, pulled it out again, and sucked it dry again…
This repeated several times. Even a woman who had tasted the pleasures of lovemaking would find this unbearable, let alone Baoqin, who was young, frail, and
just beginning to understand love. On the other hand, his hand had already gently smeared along the pores where blood had seeped, moving downwards to
caress Baoqin's two beautiful labia majora. This time, although it was still lewd, he refused to use force. He simply parted
her lips, then flicked them back, rubbing the small fleshy bump on her delicate yet plump labia, then
stroking her lower abdomen, as if trying to melt her genitals.

Little did he know that Baoqin's pubic hair was originally only a few delicate strands. When he teased and plucked them, it naturally hurt at first,
but it wasn't that bad. Her daily teachings had
always
instilled in her the idea that "she was a sex slave, and her master was a celestial being; her body, spirit, chastity, and beauty could only be exchanged for a moment of pleasure from her master through shame, defilement, humiliation, pain, and even her life." The thought of it filled her with fear... But she never imagined that after being hurt by Hongzhou's careless touch, her master
would gently kiss her and caress her intimately. Although he was increasingly fondling and violating her chastity and virginity,
he also clearly showed a kind of love in comforting and caressing her to ease her pain... For a moment, he felt tenderness and affection, just like her late
father had treated her with care. Her parents had died early, leaving her only with an elder brother. However, the difference between men and women meant that, despite
her close relationship , they were still cousins, a distance between them. This intimate comfort she received now came from
her master, Hongzhou, whom she constantly fantasized about "raping" her to death. Her heart was already breaking, her childlike spirit trembling, her heart
filled with longing… she was practically in a dream, wishing only to melt into Hongzhou's arms. What pain remained? She did
n't know that Hongzhou was the man who, after Keqing's suicide at Tianxiang Tower, had used his deepest sorrow
and remorse to explain his feelings towards her, a feeling he had poured into her… She only believed that her master was pleased with her delicate body and youthful
beauty, hence this tender kindness and affection. Hearing Hongzhou repeatedly say "Don't be afraid," "Don't be afraid," the young girl
was moved, and she cried even harder.

Hongzhou, hearing her increasingly pitiful cries, paused for a moment, about to react, when
suddenly the little beauty in his arms seemed to regain her strength and began to struggle… Hongzhou thought she was going to kneel down and beg or try to escape. Suddenly,
he felt a pair of delicate little hands caressing his waist, loosening his belt… He smiled
, realizing that Baoqin had naturally learned to be flirtatious, and he wondered what strange idea she had to serve
him. Sure enough, Baoqin sobbed softly, her voice trembling, as she
loosened her long robe around his waist, seemingly unashamed, groping for the already hard, erect member beneath
her , loosening her belt and pulling down her trousers as well. Hongzhou
's steaming, erect, bulging, glistening black and red, thick and tall penis,
was released by her as she untied it, standing there proudly.

Hongzhou looked down at her expression; this little girl was seeing a man's genitals for the first time in her life. She was
clearly ashamed, surprised, and terrified, yet she bit her lip to suppress her shame, still managing to climb
up with her two soft little hands. After much effort, she managed to grasp and hold his dragon root, but she still didn't know how
to caress , soothe, or serve it. Hongzhou had been lewdly teasing her for half a day, already aroused and filled with lust. Now
, seeing this young girl's naivety and lack of understanding of romance, he found it amusing and was relieved to watch what she would do. He thought
she'd be stunned for a moment, then try to seduce him, but Baoqin was surprisingly infatuated. She didn't dare look
him in the eye, tilting her head, and seemed to grit her teeth, making a decision. With a twist of her bottom,
she rolled over and sat on his lap, spreading her legs as if to straddle him. Holding
his penis, she pressed it against his tender, slightly parted vulva
.

Hongzhou felt his hot glans suddenly collide with two soft,
moist and slightly plump little fleshy parts, as if touched by a girl's sticky, fragrant fluid… Even with his
long experience with love, he almost couldn't resist the urge to thrust inside, to find the world's first fragrance, the
virgin's reddened spot. But ultimately finding it amusing and funny, he suppressed his humiliation, shrinking back to avoid it
. Still intending to tease Baoqin, he deliberately asked, "Silly girl... what are you doing...?"

Baoqin, already in a daze, suppressing her shame and fear... about to have Hongzhou's penis inserted into
her vagina, her virginity most chaste, only looked up blankly at Hongzhou's question. She
felt wronged, ashamed, and in pain; being a young girl, she immediately burst into tears.
After a few sobs, she finally managed to reply, "Qin'er was... was... was serving Master... to rape Qin'er..."

Hongzhou chuckled, pinched her nipple, and teased, "Who taught you these rules?
Just now, when your master touched you, how dare you break free... how dare you overstep your bounds and try to help your master rape you...
Didn't I just say that how your master uses your body and when he rapes you is not your decision?"

Hongzhou was merely teasing her, but Baoqin lowered her head in grievance and wept for a long time before finally saying, "Master?...
Could it be that Master... won't rape me again?"

Hongzhou asked curiously, "Why the word 'again'? What are you talking about?"

To his surprise, Baoqin was bold enough to raise her head and kiss Hongzhou's chest with her small lips before saying:
"Master... before the New Year... you enjoyed the bodies of Sister Wen and Sister Qi... and even had them serve you
in bed , but... they told Sister Wan that you were kind to them, but only enjoyed them, and never... took them
. That day, Sister Xichun went to serve in the Gu'en Palace and said that you were quite pleased with what you did... and also had
Sister Xichun accompany you for a night, playing... many different games, but Sister Xichun said... she was still a virgin. I asked
my sister... and she said that according to etiquette, fifteen is too young for a girl to marry, and sixteen or seventeen is the most appropriate. Not for any other reason
than that by sixteen or seventeen, a girl's body is gradually maturing and can withstand the ravages of love... but sex slaves serving
their masters should be raped at any age... it doesn't matter what age. Judging from your behavior... you must also like Sister Xichun,
Sister Wen, and Sister Qi, but you only enjoyed them, and never raped them... either they are not good-looking, or
you have a heart of pity for them..."

Hongzhou was taken aback. Her words were naturally learned from Baochai, yet she had analyzed his thoughts quite well. Just as
he was about to speak, Baoqin continued, "I've also told Xichun and the others that although it's the master's kindness
, we can't bear it. Master… I'm a year older than Xichun… and… and… I
feel… my body is stronger than Xichun's… Master… the kindness you've shown us,
what is the point of us girls becoming your sex slaves? You are so powerful, there are plenty
of girls who should serve you… Only… only… chastity… is a token of our devotion, offered to you…
Master please don't just play with Qin'er today, okay? Please rape Qin'er, okay? Qin'er knows a little…" "Qin'er
can endure it... You... have violated Qin'er's body, defiled Qin'er's insides, taken Qin'er's virginity, broken
Qin'er's... hymen... Is that alright? My sister said... only by serving the master with chastity can one be considered truly devout
... The master treats Qin'er so well, Qin'er truly only wishes to give the master her body... And... And... The master
just said that he only wanted a tender one... In a few years, Qin'er will serve you as usual, but if
she loses her virginity then... The master won't be able to taste the 'young bud and green sprout' that Wan Saozi spoke of in Qin'er's body... Qin'er
is afraid... afraid that her breasts will grow bigger and bigger, and her pubic hair will grow... Waaah... then it won't be enough to satisfy
the master's pleasure..." Hong Zhou didn't expect her to have such infatuation, and for a moment he couldn't help but laugh.

To know how Bao Qin's infatuation will be rewarded, and how Hong Zhou will deal with Cai Xiang, please wait for the next document to explain.

This truly is:

Not seeking golden horses,

nor caring for jade boxes

,

why fear the raging storm, nor dreading the caress of lovemaking, for thunder

has faded,

and the morning dew is just beginning to bloom;

a rainbow arches over the young path, and

children's voices are like rosy clouds.

Where is my old home?

Here are some homes

, where two or three-year-old girls,

will be playing with plum blossoms next year.

(To be continued)

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