Li Huamei in the Age of Exploration

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-23

Lou Wai Lou Restaurant in Hangzhou.

"These Japanese pirates are getting more and more rampant!" The old general Yang Xi'en slammed his hand heavily on the square table, making the wine bowl in front of him clang loudly.

"Yes, yesterday I heard from some guests that several villages along the Fujian coast have been looted and burned. One of them, called Laidao, is particularly vicious; he not only robs money but also kidnaps beautiful women, transporting them back to Japan to be imprisoned and used for their debauchery. There are even rumors that they're becoming increasingly arrogant, even sneaking into the city to openly rob and secretly kidnap people. We young ladies are living in constant fear." The one

who spoke was a waitress named Meihua. But she was no ordinary waitress; she was a beauty known as "the most beautiful woman in paradise." Countless young men and idle men frequented Lou Wai Lou daily, just to share a drink with Meihua and win a smile from the beauty. Unfortunately, Meihua already had someone she loved, a foreigner with a high nose and blue eyes, Julian Lopez. Ever since he risked his life to retrieve the Silla golden crown for her from Goryeo, Meihua had been devoted to this long-haired white monkey.

Yang Xi'en picked up his wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, his eyes bloodshot, and cursed through gritted teeth, "They're truly lawless! They really don't respect our Great Ming Dynasty! As long as I have a few ships, I'll make sure these Japanese devils die without a burial place!

Meihua, fill my cup again!"

"General Yang is truly comparable to Huang Zhong in his prime, incomparably mighty. However, alcohol is bad for your health, so please don't upset yourself. Let me bring you a pot of Longjing tea."

Meihua said, taking over the tea set and pouring two cups, then asked a girl sitting opposite Yang Xi'en, "Miss Li, do you have any ideas on how to deal with this?"

This Miss Li was none other than Li Huamei. She was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a striking and radiant beauty. Her curvaceous figure, clad in a black, fitted outfit, accentuated her snow-white skin. Mei Hua was certainly a beauty, but compared to Li Huamei, her radiance paled in comparison.

Li Huamei frowned slightly and shook her head, saying, "Originally, these Japanese pirates were like mosquitoes and flies; eliminating them would have been a piece of cake. But the imperial court implemented a maritime ban, forbidding even a single plank from entering the ocean, and destroying all warships, thus surrendering coastal defense to the enemy. That's why the Japanese have become so rampant."

She lowered her voice, her eyes inadvertently revealing a resolute and decisive air, and continued, "When the maritime ban was issued, my family secretly kept several ships. Now the ban is merely nominal, and we can only rebuild them now. The sailors are training, but it will take time before they can be deployed. Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with short-term gains. General Yang, please postpone your plans..." "Calm down."

Yang Xi'en's expression immediately turned respectful, and he said gently, "Miss is right."

Li Huamei glanced at the sky, put down her teacup, and said, "It's getting late, General, let's go back to the manor. The brothers we sent out to scout the Japanese pirates' ironclad ships a few days ago should be back today. We heard that the ironclad ships are very powerful, so we should know our enemy and find a way to defeat them." She stood up gracefully, her beautiful eyes flashing, "The Japanese pirates will eventually be destroyed, but until then, we must be careful."

She moved lightly and walked out of the building, with Yang Xi'en following closely behind her like a bodyguard.

By the door, a man was half-lying on a square table, his black robe covering his face. His gaze never left Li Huamei, his burning eyes constantly roaming over her pretty face, her breasts, her slender waist, and her long legs. When Li Huamei passed by him, he inhaled deeply, trying to smell her orchid-like fragrance. When they saw Yang Xi'en, their eyes instantly turned sinister, like a wolf eyeing a lamb guarding its prey. Li Huamei and Yang Xi'en, preoccupied with their own thoughts, were completely oblivious to the complex gaze directed at them.

Before long, evening fell, and it was closing time for Lou Wai Lou. Meihua tidied herself up, said goodbye to the manager, and headed home. As she walked through a quiet alley, a dark figure suddenly appeared before her. Startled, Meihua took two steps back before realizing it was a short man dressed in black, carrying a wine jar, swaying and blocking the road.

Meihua, used to such drunken, unruly men, said with disgust, "Get out of the way, I'm going home!"

The short man swayed and lewdly grinned, "Beautiful lady, come home with me, you'll have a great time!" With that, he swayed and moved closer to Meihua.

Seeing that he reeked of alcohol and spoke incoherently, clearly a boorish man, Meihua didn't want to argue with him. She hissed, "Shut up! A man who only drinks all day is useless. Get out of my way!"

The short man took another step closer, threw down his wine jar, and spread his arms to block Meihua's path, still babbling incoherently, "Pretty girl, give me a hug!"

Meihua was furious. She didn't want to bother with this boorish man, but seeing his rudeness, she decided to teach him a lesson. She had often been harassed by lecherous men in the past, so she had learned a few moves from Yang Xi'en for self-defense. Now was the time to use them against this drunken short man.

So, seeing him rush at her, Meihua didn't dodge or flinch, but instead stepped forward and threw a punch at his flat nose.

She expected to smash his face, but unexpectedly, the short man suddenly shook off his staggering drunken state, dodged to the side, and then pounced like a spring. Caught off guard, Meihua was tackled to the ground by the short man. By the moonlight, the short man saw the warm, beautiful woman struggling in his arms, her fair and delicate face filled with shame and anger. He chuckled lewdly and couldn't resist reaching out to grope her ample breasts.

"Let me go, you drunkard!" Meihua blushed and struggled desperately to escape the short man's embrace. But the short man pressed her firmly to the ground. Meihua, filled with shame and anger, struggled and threw a punch at the short man. But the short man was quick; his right hand formed a claw, grabbing her left wrist, while his left hand wrapped around her slender waist. With a forceful movement, he flipped her over so she was face down.

Meihua was terrified and instinctively screamed, "Let me go! Help... Waaah..." She only managed to utter a few words before a wad of cotton or something similar was stuffed into her cherry-like mouth. Before she could react, her left hand was forcibly twisted behind her back and held down. Then her right arm also fell into his hands and was twisted behind her back.

The short man pinned the girl's arms behind her back with one hand, and with the other, he pulled out a rope to bind Meihua. Meihua struggled desperately, but the short man seemed to weigh a ton, pressing down on her without moving an inch. He skillfully wrapped the rope around her arms, binding her behind her back.

In just a moment, Meihua lost the ability to resist, unable even to cry for help. This alley was already sparsely populated, and with the recent rumors of Japanese pirates, it was even less frequented. With no way to call for help and no way to save herself, she let out a muffled moan from her cherry-like mouth, her full breasts pressed tightly against the cold ground.

After binding her, the short man turned Meihua over so she was lying on her back. Looking at Meihua's heaving, full breasts, he was overcome with lust and began to tear off her outer clothing. In the blink of an eye, the most beautiful woman in Hangzhou was stripped down to her underwear, struggling helplessly in the clutches of the lecherous man.

The short man's lecherous eyes darted over, and he saw that Mei Hua's full, firm breasts were almost within reach beneath her thin, silken undergarment. His lust surged even higher, and he reached out and slipped his lewd hand inside Mei Hua's undergarment, fondling and kneading her full, round breasts through the red silk bodice. At the same time, he even stuck out his tongue to lick her cherry lips. Mei Hua was filled with shame and indignation. She shook her head left and right, desperately trying to escape that foul mouth, but she was powerless. From her cherry lips to her pink neck, the lecherous man had ravaged her every inch.

After a period of lewdness, the short man reached out and ripped off Mei Hua's red silk bodice. "Ugh..." Mei Hua's breasts were instantly exposed, her snow-white breasts bouncing out, appearing even more sexy and alluring with each rise and fall.

"Yosh!" the short man shouted with joy, like a vulture seizing a white rabbit. He stretched out his claws and grabbed Mei Hua's breasts, fondling and playing with them wantonly.

Mei Hua trembled, struggled, and endured the lecherous man's wanton attack on her sensitive areas, crystal tears streaming down her face. "Lopez, I'm sorry, I should have given you my virginity sooner..." Overwhelmed with shame and anger, Meihua's vision went black, and she fainted.

The short man was slightly taken aback, stopped what he was doing, and sneered, "You're done already? It's only just begun!"

He grabbed Meihua's red silk bodice, held it to his nose, and sniffed it hard. "Flower girl, yours is just the appetizer. The real big fish is yet to come, hahaha!"

(II)

Early morning. Li Mansion, Hangzhou.

Li Huamei was staring blankly at her desk. In front of her was a blueprint of an ironclad ship. She frowned slightly and sighed softly.

"Oh no, oh no!" Yang Xi'en's voice had already reached her before he even arrived. The old general practically rushed into Li Huamei's study and shoved the thing in his hand into her hand. Li Huamei looked closely and saw that it was a woman's red silk bodice with a few crooked words written on the back: "Tonight at midnight, at the dock under the Liuhe Pagoda. Come alone, or Meihua will be beheaded. Come to the island." "Miss, it really is this scoundrel who has arrived in Hangzhou! I'll lead my men and kill them all!

I'm so angry!" Yang Xi'en pounded his chest and stamped his feet, his anger almost lifting the roof off.

"No! Mei Hua is in his hands; forcing her might endanger her. Besides, since Lai Dao knew Mei Hua had been kidnapped and sent a message here, he must have been prepared." Li Huamei's beautiful eyes flashed, her lips slightly parted, she took a deep breath, and said, "I'll go alone and see what tricks he can play." Yang Xi'en's mouth gaped open, his eyes wide like copper bells, his hands waving wildly, "Absolutely not! Miss, you mustn't risk it alone. Master instructed me to protect you..." Before he could finish, Li Huamei smiled gently, reached out her soft hand and grasped Yang Xi'en's large hand, saying softly, "General, rest assured, I would never joke about myself. Please do this..." Yang Xi'en's expression softened slightly upon hearing this, but he was still worried, saying, "I have always admired Miss's schemes, but this time the risk is great, Miss, please be careful!" "Midnight. Beneath the Liuhe Pagoda.

The moonlight was brilliant, illuminating the Qiantang River with shimmering waves, while the towering Liuhe Pagoda remained dark and somewhat eerie. A painted boat was moored on the riverbank, brightly lit as if it were daytime. A particularly wide gangplank stretched across the riverbank.

Accompanied by a clear, low cough, a beautiful young woman emerged from the riverbank, dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit, carrying a delicate lantern in her slender hands—it was Li Huamei.

'Miss Li is indeed trustworthy and hardworking, truly skilled and daring, hehe.' The boat's cabin door slid open, and a short man appeared, rolling his lecherous eyes, yet his demeanor was very polite. 'I am Laidao, please give me your guidance.' Li Huamei frowned slightly, a surge of disgust rising within her—a disgust for hypocrisy. She instantly regained her composure and asked, 'Where is Meihua?' 'Sure enough, you see the mountain as soon as you open the door, I admire you. Miss Meihua is right here.'" "As she spoke, a woman was brought over from the island and appeared at the cabin door. The woman was in tears, her hands and feet were bound behind her back, her mouth was gagged with a silk scarf, and she was completely naked. It was Meihua.

Li Huamei glanced at her, and even with her composure, she couldn't help but tremble. Her face instantly turned as red as the morning sun, then as cold as frost. "Is this how you treat a weak woman who can't even kill a chicken?!" "It turned out that Meihua's lips, cheeks, breasts, buttocks, and thighs were covered with marks of being kneaded, and her lower body was covered with bloodstains. She had clearly suffered a great deal of humiliation. What's worse, one rope was deliberately wrapped around her full breasts, binding her arms and body together, while another rope ran down from her chest to her genitals, then around to her back and tied to the rope binding her arms. This kind of binding was almost torture for a woman. No wonder Huamei was so indignant.

" Miss Li misunderstood. In our country, this is an art, as good as the tea ceremony and flower arrangement. Li Huamei thought angrily, "You beasts! You actually treat a woman's suffering as art!" She calmed herself slightly and asked, "What do you want? Release her." "No problem, Miss Li's orders will certainly be obeyed. However, I have a condition: I would like to invite you aboard to discuss our art. Would you do me the honor?" Although she was somewhat prepared, this direct and shameless coercion still infuriated Li Huamei. She replied nonchalantly, "Alright, let's chat for a bit." "Miss is so straightforward, haha. I'll release her now, and you come over at the same time. Don't try anything funny." Li Huamei's pretty face turned cold again. "How can Meihua walk on the street looking like this?" "Hmph, Miss Li is very clever; you must have a way. Our boat is very warm; you don't actually need to wear so much, hehehehe!" Such a shameless "reminder" made Li Huamei want to vomit. She suppressed her anger and replied, "Very well then. Let's begin." The two young women approached each other. Meihua walked with difficulty, enduring the friction of the ropes binding her lower body. Reaching the middle, Li Huamei first pulled the silk handkerchief from Meihua's mouth, then reached to untie her bonds.

"Miss, we need to set sail soon, please hurry!" A broken, raspy voice came from Laidao. Li Huamei snorted coldly and gave up.

She turned her back to Laidao, first taking off her black outfit and draping it over Meihua, then removing her trousers and dressing her, finally tying a silk sash around her waist. Although Meihua still had difficulty walking, her nakedness and humiliation were no longer apparent. After completing this, Li Huamei whispered a few words in Meihua's ear. Meihua's eyes lit up, her face filled with gratitude, admiration, and worry. Laidao only saw Meihua's back, but didn't see the complex emotions in her eyes.

"Please board the ship."

"Please abide by the agreement."

"Hmph, of course, of course. Please, Miss." Li

Huamei gently patted Meihua's shoulder and continued walking with her head held high. Her snow-white undergarments shone like a fairy's grace in the moonlight. As they approached the cabin door, Laidao suddenly smiled, his tone lewd: "Miss, please wait a moment. We're going to tie you up now. Please put your hands behind your back." "What?! Don't push your luck!" "

I'm sorry, Miss, you're highly skilled in martial arts. For everyone's safety, please bear with it." Li Huamei turned to see Meihua still staggering forward on the gangplank, and could only sigh softly. She turned and crossed her hands behind her back, her full breasts appearing even more prominent. A Japanese man approached and tied Li Huamei's hands behind her back, but that was all; he didn't bind her in the same lewd way as Meihua.

"Alright, please come in."

Meihua finally stepped off the gangplank. Just as she reached the riverbank, a black cloth bag fell from the sky, covering her entire body. The poor girl didn't even have time to make a sound before being dragged away.

"Let's set sail." "A few figures flashed across the diving board as we approached the island. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. 'Miss Li, let's get down to business.' 'What do you want?' '

We've already discussed this, haven't we? We're here to study our country's art. Miss, you're excellent material, a true artist dedicated to your craft. Let me undress you, Miss!'" Li Huamei then realized that the reason Lai Dao hadn't tied her up properly earlier was simply to make it easier to strip her underwear. Having made up her mind, she merely sneered and didn't struggle.

Lai Dao was somewhat surprised to see Li Huamei so nonchalant, seemingly at his mercy, but lust had taken hold. He stood behind her, grabbed her bra collar with both hands, and pulled it open. The bra was pulled down to the rope binding her wrists, and then her panties were pulled down to her feet.

Li Huamei felt a chill on her legs, knowing that her two long, slender legs were now in the thugs' view. Her body trembled involuntarily, and her face flushed red, instantly filling the ship with a scene of eroticism. The Japanese pirates on the ship stared wide-eyed at her... Two snow-white, incredibly supple thighs made him swallow greedily.

Laidao tried to compose himself, shifting his gaze from her smooth, fleshy legs, a surge of intense excitement mixed with a strange feeling. Li Huamei wore a thin garment resembling a vest or tank top, but longer than a typical vest or tank top. It covered her shoulders and chest in the front, extending to her most private area, while the back, running from her back to her buttocks, gleamed with a glossy black leather sheen. A vibrant peony was embroidered on the chest.

The black bodysuit perfectly outlined Li Huamei's exquisite curves: her full, rounded breasts, flat stomach, slender waist, and firm, rounded buttocks exuded an irresistible, mature woman's sensual charm.

Seeing this, Laidao could no longer restrain himself. With a roar, he lunged forward, his hands reaching for Li Huamei's breasts. Li Huamei smiled slightly, not only not dodging or struggling, but also thrusting her chest forward, seemingly welcoming the villain's advances. Laidao sensed something was wrong; his fingertips had already touched her tight-fitting clothes.

"Ah!!!!!! Mynah!!!!!! Ah!!!!!! It hurts so much!!!!!!!" Amidst a violent scream, Laidao quickly retreated, even more nimbly than when he pounced, his ten fingers already dripping with blood. "What is this thing?!" Mulan's tight-fitting underwear!

This was a family heirloom of the Li family, passed down only to daughters. It could protect against knives, spears, and arrows, and had a special function: it was covered in sharp spikes, specifically designed to deal with lecherous thieves and perverts. Back then, when Mulan joined the army in place of her father, a girl mingling among countless men, it was inevitable that she would give herself away over time. This treasure, however, could protect the young girl's body from violation. Even more miraculously, once worn, it fits perfectly, and cannot be removed by ordinary means.

"Mr. Kurushima is too impatient." Li Huamei smiled sweetly, looking down at the clenched teeth of Kurushima.

At this moment, Kurushima's hands and heart were bleeding, his lust was surging but he had nowhere to vent it, his lower body was uglyly swollen, and his face was extremely ugly, no longer able to put on a fake smile.

"Men, take this woman down!"

(III)

The Japanese pirates, who had already been driven mad by lust, moved at the sound, wrapped their hands with their clothes, and rushed towards Li Huamei. Li Huamei's hands were tied behind her back, but her legs were free. She dodged the group of men who rushed at her and kicked them down with all her might.

But the thugs were already blinded by lust and could not even feel pain. They jumped up and pounced on her again after being kicked down.

Seeing the villains rushing forward, Li Huamei suddenly let out a clear shout, leaping into the air. Her long, slender, white right leg sprang up, spinning and dancing in the air like a wheel, resembling a crystal-clear white jade plate—a truly pleasing sight. The Japanese soldiers struck by her jade-like leg couldn't appreciate this exquisite "Flying Swallow Whirlwind Leg Technique." With screams, they were sent flying, crashing to the ground like sacks of potatoes, unable to get up.

Seeing Huamei retract her leg and about to land, the remaining Japanese soldiers, emboldened by lust, charged forward again. Li Huamei remained calm, taking a step back to the cabin wall. Her jade-like left leg rose again, unleashing dozens of kicks in an instant, transforming into a white blur. Another wave of screams and falls ensued, and the remaining Japanese soldiers, faced with this "Snow Shadow Kick," dared not attack again.

"You bunch of idiots! You bastards! Attack!" Laidao roared furiously, ignoring the pain in his hands, grabbing fallen Japanese soldiers and throwing them straight at Li Huamei. Li Huamei sneered, raised her leg and kicked. A long scream rang out, and the Japanese man crashed through the window and fell into the Qiantang River with a thud. Suddenly, a lewd glint flashed in Laidao's eyes. He reached into his robes, grabbed another Japanese man, and threw him at him. Huamei kicked him, sending him flying. A cloud of dust rose from his clothes, enveloping Huamei.

Li Huamei knew she was in trouble and hurriedly held her breath and tried to pull away, but she was a fraction too late and inhaled a little white smoke. She felt a wave of numbness and weakness in her limbs and slowly slumped against the cabin wall.

"Haha, Li Huamei, although your legwork is incredibly powerful, it's nowhere near as effective as my 'soothing powder.' Now behave yourself, and let's discuss art!" Laidao laughed loudly, seeing his wicked scheme succeed. He commanded, "Bring Miss Li over!" Four uninjured Japanese men went over, grabbed Li Huamei's hands and feet, lifted her soft, delicate body upside down, and placed her in the middle of the cabin. They spread her long, slender legs apart, taking the opportunity to knead her smooth, rounded thighs and arms.

"You wicked bastards, you'll die a horrible death!" Li Huamei was still conscious but powerless, forced to submit to the Japanese men's lewdness and contortions.

"Hmph, enough with the nonsense, let's relax a bit!" Lai Dao knelt between Li Huamei's legs, his lewd hands stroking and kneading her snow-white thighs, enjoying the bouncy, mature flesh.

"Let me go! Stop!!" Li Huamei struggled to break free from Lai Dao's lewd advances. The thought of the bruises on Mei Hua's body appearing on her own pure, innocent body was unbearable. But her limbs felt like they didn't belong to her, completely unresponsive. She secretly adjusted her breathing, slowly wearing off the effects of the drug.

But Lai Dao's sadistic desires only intensified. Looking between Li Huamei's thighs as she lay supine, he saw her curves accentuated by her tight-fitting clothes: high, firm breasts, a slender waist, and rounded buttocks. A narrow black band at the end of her thighs protected the girl's most intimate opening, alluring against the light of her snow-white thighs.

Lai Dao could barely suppress his lust; his lower body was already throbbing violently. He let out a lewd cry, covering his hand with his clothes and reaching for Li Huamei's full right breast. But just as he was about to touch it, sharp spikes burst through her clothes, piercing him again and causing him to scream.

He jumped up, shouting, "Take this filthy thing off! Now!" "You're dreaming!"

"Miss Li, you must understand who's in charge here!" Lai Dao snapped.

Although Li Huamei had just been groped and her hands were still bound behind her back, she quickly recovered from her shame and anger, regaining her calm and dignified demeanor. "This is the Ming Dynasty, and people speak human language here. You wouldn't understand." "Baka! You!" Lai Dao's lust was burning fiercely; he needed to find a place to vent. Looking at Li Huamei's cherry-like mouth, which held a hint of mockery, he suddenly jumped up and stood in front of her, unzipping his pants. His ugly, foul-smelling penis burst forth, erect like a snake's head.

"Please, Miss Li, change positions!" Lai Dao said, though he used the word "please," he was speaking to his men. Two Japanese pirates grabbed Li Huamei's arms, pulled her up, and forced her to kneel before Lai Dao. Li Huamei closed her eyes tightly, turning her pretty face away, ignoring the repulsive source of his genitals.

Suddenly, she felt two large hands from Laidao grip her head, forcefully turning her face forward. Then, that hot, hard thing pressed against her cherry lips, and Laidao's lewd voice came down: "Open your mouth, it tastes good, oh hee hee." Li Huamei raised her head, glaring at Laidao without fear, and said coldly, word by word: "If you dare to insert that thing, I guarantee its length will be reduced." Laidao was intimidated by Li Huamei's imposing aura and became somewhat weak. He rolled his eyes and laughed: "Miss is indeed brave beyond measure. I admire your willingness to risk your life. But I wonder if you care about other people's lives?" He waved his hand, and a bundle was pulled from the aft cabin—a large black cloth bag. "Untie it!" Laidao commanded triumphantly, waiting to see the shock and despair in Li Huamei's beautiful eyes.

But it was the Japanese pirates on the ship who showed such astonishment. Instead of the naked, bound-up Mei Hua, jumping out of the bag, came a blond, blue-eyed foreigner wielding a metal pipe. Before the Japanese could react, the pipe rang out with a deafening crash against Lai Dao.

"Clang!"

"Ah!"

In a cloud of smoke, Lai Dao was thrown back three steps, clutching his shoulder in pain, blood gushing from between his fingers. Li Huamei, who had been kneeling on the ground, had long since recovered from the effects of the drug. With her upper body free, she leaped up, unleashing a flurry of lightning-fast kicks. Before Lai Dao could defend himself, he was struck. Poor little brother of his, his mission unfulfilled, was kicked into five pieces by her legs instead of being bitten in two by Li Huamei's teeth. He fell to the ground, screaming like a pig being slaughtered, unsure whether to clutch his shoulder or his genitals.

The foreigner was none other than Julian Lopez, Mei Hua's lover. As arranged by Li Huamei, he hid on the riverbank, waiting to switch places with Mei Hua as soon as she disembarked.

A sudden and dramatic change occurred; their leader was severely wounded, and the entire ship of Japanese pirates stood frozen like wooden statues, completely unsure how to react. The Japanese were accustomed to obedience, and with their leader gone, they were leaderless. Just then, a sudden burst of gongs and drums erupted from behind the pleasure boat, accompanied by shouts of battle. A Chinese-style sailboat, its lanterns billowing high, sped towards them like the wind on the river. At its bow stood an old general in silver helmet and armor, wielding a large, imposing broadsword—it was Yang Xi'en.

As the two ships drew closer, General Yang stepped onto the pleasure boat first. Seeing Li Huamei's hands bound behind her back and her barely clothed, he was consumed by rage. He roared, "Kill them! Tear them all to pieces and throw them into the Qiantang River to feed the turtles!" Behind him, the Li family's guards, fully armed, surged forward like a tidal wave. They already harbored a deep hatred for the Japanese pirates, and seeing their young lady subjected to such humiliation only fueled their fury. Even if Yang Xi'en hadn't shouted, their blades would have shown no mercy.

The Japanese pirates, caught completely off guard, who had just been intent on their humiliation and lust, suddenly found themselves at the mercy of their prey, unable even to flee.

As dawn approached, Li Huamei had already freed herself from her restraints, changed her clothes, and boarded her flagship. Just as the Japanese pirates were about to be wiped out, four or five small boats suddenly appeared like lightning. An officer on the lead boat shouted, "The governor has ordered that the fighting cease immediately and all those involved be handed over to the yamen for punishment. Anyone who disobeys will be treated as a rebel!" Then, the officers and soldiers on the small boats went straight to the pleasure boat, seemingly intending to take over the situation.

"Outrageous! Outrageous! Outrageous!" Yang Xi'en shouted three times, forcefully slamming the hilt of his broadsword into the ground, causing a section of the pleasure boat's plank to collapse.

Li Huamei sighed and said in a low voice, "This pleasure boat belongs to the government, so it's expected that the soldiers will come. I just wonder if the ringleader has been beheaded yet?" Before she finished speaking, a short man crawled out of the pile of Japanese corpses, covered in blood, one hand on his shoulder and the other on his groin. A hint of smugness squeezed out of his grinning face as he shouted, "Great! Great!" Back at the Li residence, the servants rushed out, saying, "Miss, something terrible has happened! Miss Meihua just hanged herself in her room!" Everyone was shocked and rushed into the room. They saw Meihua's face was deathly pale, her eyes tightly closed, tears streaming down her face. Although she had caught her breath, she was extremely weak from the humiliation and abuse she had suffered, and the white silk hanging from her neck. She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

Julian Lopez stepped forward, grasped Mei Hua's delicate hand, and comforted her, "You shouldn't leave us like this. I love you very much." Hearing her lover's voice, Mei Hua struggled to open her tearful eyes and said sadly, "I am no longer a virgin, I am unworthy of you, sir. You should find another lover." "It's my fault for not taking good care of you. You need our love even more now. I won't abandon you; instead, I will try even harder to protect you and prevent you from being hurt again. When you recover, we will still get married, and we will still travel and enjoy life together. Believe me." Li Huamei was deeply moved and impressed. She pulled everyone out of the room, leaving the two of them alone. She gently closed the door and sighed, "The ways of this world are truly unpredictable. It creates such virtuous and compassionate people, and it also creates things like Japanese pirates." "Indeed, to say that Japanese pirates are worse than pigs and dogs is an insult to pigs and dogs!" Yang Xi'en replied.

A month later, Mei Hua, having recovered somewhat, came to bid farewell to Li Huamei and Yang Xi'en. Julian Lopez took his promise seriously and wanted to take her on a tour of China. Mei Hua had no more worries in Hangzhou. After bidding a reluctant farewell to the two, she boarded a boat and sailed up the Qiantang River towards the Grand Canal.

Li Huamei saw the two off, but she was still thinking about the method of breaking the ironclad ship. The blueprints were not very clear and the details were too vague, which made Li Huamei make another important decision: to go to the Japanese ironclad ship factory to find out for herself. Yang Xi'en, of course, strongly opposed it again. After weighing the options, the two decided to disguise themselves as Chinese merchants smuggling goods. To avoid being noticed, they used only one merchant ship, loaded with porcelain, and set sail for Osaka, the capital of Japan.

(IV)

Osaka, Japan.

In this unfamiliar city, more than a month had passed in a flash. Li Huamei and Yang Xi'en found a shop near the dock to sell porcelain. Firstly, the area near the dock was a gathering place for merchants, and there were many Chinese merchants, so they would not attract attention. Secondly, the dock was very close to the shipyard, so it was relatively convenient to spy on them.

These past few days, Li Huamei's daily routine consisted of swaggering from the hotel to the shop with Yang Xien, then secretly sneaking off to the shipyard. The porcelain was gradually selling out, and the investigation was making progress. Gold and silver were global hard currency; their latest and greatest achievement was a piece of armor plating from an ironclad ship, now hidden in the hold of their cargo ship, mixed in with a pile of planks of the same color. Today, they planned to close down and return to their beloved homeland.

"Miss Hua, Mr. Mu, you're back!" A warm welcome greeted them as they entered the hotel.

"Yes, Miss Yingzi, hello,"

Li Huamei replied with a smile, looking at Yingzi, the lovely hotel maid in a pink kimono, her face as pink as cherry blossoms. She and Yang Xien found a private room and sat down.

"How's business? It must be very good!" Yingzi asked kindly, bringing barley tea and towels.

"Hmm, not bad, almost all sold out. We're going back tomorrow. Look, this porcelain set is exquisite; I specially saved it for Miss Sakura." Sakura gazed at the tea set, a sudden glint of light flashing in her round eyes, then disappearing in an instant. "Really? That's wonderful.

Thank you for your kindness. How can I repay you?"

"We're friends, giving gifts is only natural; no need to be so formal." Li Huamei quite liked this diligent, thoughtful, and kind young woman. If all Japanese people were like this, perhaps the two countries could even become friendly nations, jointly resisting the rampant expansion of the West.

"So, this is your last dinner here. You gave me such a valuable gift, so I should make sure your last day is pleasant." Sakura smiled faintly, taking a wine bottle from the bottom of the counter.

"Really? Is there a surprise?" Li Huamei smiled gently, not pondering the unspoken meaning behind Sakura's use of "last."

"This is our hotel's prized sake, reserved only for distinguished guests." "Hahaha! Excellent! Bring it here quickly, this is my favorite!" Before Li Huamei could reply, Yang Xi'en was already impatient.

"The old gentleman is truly fortunate." Yingzi held up the bottle with both hands and filled their glasses. "Please enjoy." Li Huamei picked up her glass, noticing the clear, greenish liquid. She exclaimed, "Sake truly lives up to its reputation." She took a small sip, finding it sweet and refreshing, like drinking from a spring, and took another.

Meanwhile, Yang Xi'en had already finished his drink, and Yingzi was smiling as she refilled his glass.

The three of them drank and chatted for a while, when suddenly Li Huamei felt dizzy and her vision began to blur.

Sakura's soft voice whispered in Li Huamei's ear, "Miss, you are truly beautiful. No wonder the lord cannot forget you." Sakura leaned close to Li Huamei's ear and smiled, adding, "Miss Li Huamei, if we weren't in opposing countries, I would be very happy to be friends with a beautiful woman like you. It's just a pity that Lord Kurushima wants you, and I can't help you. Please forgive me." "What? You're Kurushima's subordinate..." Li Huamei was increasingly surprised, embarrassed, and angry, but waves of dizziness washed over her, each wave heavier than the last. She gradually lost her ability to think, and finally lost consciousness.

In a daze, Li Huamei's senses gradually returned, and finally she opened her beautiful eyes. The first thing she saw was the ceiling, the familiar ceiling. She was still in the same hotel, even in the same private room. Only, she was no longer sitting in her seat, but lying face up on the low dining table where the food was placed.

She instinctively tried to get up, but was horrified to find her hands and feet spread apart and pulled to the four corners of the dining table, her calves and forearms tied to the four legs. Her tight-fitting clothes and underwear had been stripped off and carelessly tossed aside, leaving her beautiful body only in a black bodysuit. At least she was protected by her clothes, which offered Li Huamei a slight sense of comfort. She struggled, but her hands and feet remained firmly bound, making no difference.

"Miss Huamei, you're awake!" Yingzi's voice was still as sweet and kind as ever, but now, to Li Huamei, it only made her hair stand on end and feel utterly nauseous.

"Let me go! What do you want to do to me! Where is General Yang?" Li Huamei cried out in distress.

"As expected of a town admiral, even in such danger yourself, you still care about others. Sakurako truly admires Miss Huamei!" Sakurako leaned over the table, smiling gently. "I, Kawashima Sakurako, have never admired an enemy like this before!" She stood up, bowed slightly to Li Huamei, and turned to retrieve something from the nearby wine cabinet. "Regarding your question, the first one is impossible, the third one is resolved, and this second one…" Kawashima Sakurako turned to face Li Huamei, holding a small wooden bucket and a small spoon. "You'll find out soon enough." "What is this!"

"Don't be nervous, it's very ordinary, much more ordinary than what you just drank, hehe." Sakurako gently scooped a spoonful from the bucket and lightly poured it onto Li Huamei's cheek.

"This is… this is…" Li Huamei felt nervous for the first time, even somewhat frightened.

"Let Sakura bathe Miss Hua Mei with this purest spring water." "Ah! You... how did you know..." Li Hua Mei tried to remain calm, but her heart felt as if it had been struck by a boulder.

"Hmph, do you think our country's intelligence gatherers are useless? The day Lord Kurushima returned, he sent experts to investigate the origins of Miss Hua Mei's precious garment. You're investigating us, and we're investigating you too.

Our country is resource-poor and has a small territory, so of course we have to put more effort into intelligence gathering to achieve technological superiority." Kawashima Sakura smiled smugly, revealing two rows of white teeth. "Miss Hua Mei's 'Mulan's tight-fitting underwear' is impervious to swords and spears and covered in sharp spikes. It is indeed a treasure, but it's easy to untie. Just water!" As Sakura spoke, she began to pour water, spoonful by spoonful, onto Li Hua Mei's tight-fitting garment. Li Huamei's delicate body trembled violently; the icy spring water seemed to seep into her heart and freeze it. Indeed, the only way to remove Mulan's tight-fitting undergarment was by soaking it in water. When Mulan joined the army, she went to the harsh, arid northwest, where water was scarce, so there was no risk of exposure. But now… "No! Stop!" Li Huamei cried out, struggling to shake off the water. But Yingzi continued to pour water on her, spoonful after spoonful, as carefully as if watering a beautiful flower.

Slowly, the damp undergarment began to change. The barbs softened and became compliant, and a thin slit gradually appeared at the neckline, revealing Li Huamei's snow-white breasts, which shone even brighter against the black undergarment. Yingzi's spirits lifted, and she poured spoonful after spoonful directly onto the crack. The thin slit slowly widened and lengthened, extending from her neck to her chest, from her chest to her abdomen, and finally down to the very end of the woman's private area.

"Ah! No…don't do this, stop!" Li Huamei cried out in shame.

But the slit showed no sign of stopping. Reaching the bottom of the bodysuit, it suddenly split open, dividing the bodysuit into two pieces. The already taut bodysuit instantly tightened, leaving Li Huamei completely naked from the waist down.

"This is interesting. Let me help you out one last time!" Yingzi put down the wooden bucket and ladle, and with amusement, grabbed the two pieces of the bodysuit covering Li Huamei's chest and abdomen, pulling them upwards, instantly stripping the entire garment from Li Huamei's body. Now, Li Huamei was completely naked, all her private parts exposed in an embarrassing position.

The dining table was designed in a rather sinister way; the tabletop bulged in the middle, making her ample breasts appear even higher and more prominent, and also elevating her round buttocks. With her legs spread wide and bound, her secret orifice was wide open, a seductive posture beckoning penetration.

"Miss Hua Mei, you are so beautiful, you are as delicious as a plate of fresh sashimi!" Kawashima Sakurako approached Li Hua Mei's naked body, extending her slender fingers and sliding them down the inside of her thighs, circling her secret orifice, and then teasing the thick forest of pubic hair.

"No, stop!" Li Hua Mei trembled.

"You are so tempting, Miss Hua Mei. Any man would be attracted to your body!" Kawashima Sakurako ignored Li Hua Mei's screams and pleas, lying on top of Hua Mei's body, gazing at her full breasts, which bounced with Li Hua Mei's struggles.

"So full! Even Yingzi is a little jealous!" Yingzi bent down and extended her soft tongue, licking between the breasts.

"Don't do this! You're a woman too!" Tears welled up in Li Huamei's pretty eyes, and she could only twist her body to avoid it.

"Women love beauty too. Who wouldn't love a beauty like you? Miss Huamei, you smell so good and sweet." As Yingzi spoke, her soft tongue slowly moved down, past the abdomen, to the entrance of the secret place. Suddenly, she lowered her head and aimed her cherry-like mouth at Huamei's secret place, sucking and licking, her tongue even probing inside, as if kissing.

In the midst of chaotic trembling, Li Huamei tried hard to maintain a sliver of consciousness. She struggled to endure the intense stimulation emanating from her lower body and asked, "When...did you...find us?" "Hmm, you've been here for about ten days. The docks are mostly man-made, very few women. A beauty like you, like a rose among weeds, it's hard not to notice you. Mmm, mmm, delicious!" Sakura seemed to be licking ice cream, sucking on Li Huamei's secret place with a slurping sound, her hands grabbing and kneading her breasts.

Li Huamei secretly regretted not thinking things through earlier and asked again, "Then...why...are you only making your move now?... " "Hmm, firstly, Lord Kurushima wasn't in Osaka for a few days, he just returned this morning. Secondly, with you here, we can't act anytime, there's no rush. If we hadn't known you were going back to your country, we could have waited a few more days." After answering the question, Sakura lowered her head again.

"What...do you plan to do...with...our...ship...?" "Miss Huamei, you ask so many questions. You are the important people; a medium-sized merchant ship is nothing to us. By the way, Miss Huamei, do you know why I answer every question?" Sakura once again displayed her sweet, poppy-like smile.

Li Huamei knew that the armor plate hadn't been discovered, and her heart was slightly relieved. But upon hearing Sakura's question, she immediately tensed up again: "Because you have no intention of letting me leave Japan alive!" "Miss Huamei is indeed incredibly intelligent. No wonder Lord Kurushima recommended you to be directly included in the list of the highest-ranking comfort women. You will have the opportunity to serve the highest-ranking officials in our country later; this is an unparalleled honor! Just now, I was merely warming you up." This beautiful woman with a heart of stone once again revealed her sweet smile.

Li Huamei felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave. No wonder Sakura had bound her up like this. Seeing that she was about to be brutally raped and gang-raped, her delicate body trembled with fear. No matter how calm, composed, and intelligent Li Huamei might usually be, in this situation, she was nothing more than a beautiful, naked woman with her hands and feet bound, a beautiful body for lecherous men to vent their lust.

"Those adults are all people of status; it's not good for them to make a scene. Here, I'll give your treasure back to you," Yingzi said, picking up the black bodysuit, crumpling it into a ball, and stuffing it tightly into Li Huamei's mouth. Huamei's mouth was warm and moist; the barbs of the bodysuit wouldn't protrude, but she could only whimper.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/161416.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=161416&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : The effects of dragon tiger grass

Next Page : Dia mind control ring

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Li Huamei in the Age of Exploration

comment Open a new window to view comments