【Green Winter Bamboo Shoots Among Plum Blossoms, Orchids, Chrysanthemums, and Bamboo】Author: Shell-Picking Fisherman

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Author: Shi Bei Diaosou
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I, Shi Shiyi, accidentally removed the hymen of the underage Lu Dongzhu, and was forced to become
the son-in-law of the Lu Group.
In its early stages, it is called a bamboo shoot. Everyone covets the tender flesh within its sheath. Unable to protect it, I
was merely a lowly and indebted substitute teacher. Adding to this the vines
of lust lurking deep within my heart, weaving a picture of love and lewdness—an indescribable hunger, an inescapable desire.
As for being a cuckold, I couldn't do it. Using such delicate flesh to satisfy my hunger
would break my heart, so I outsourced it.
As for the discipline, someone else did it for me. To find out who harmed my tender shoot, I
painstakingly unraveled a pile of video files, searching for the perverted sadomasochist. The process was heartbreaking.
However, I am a seemingly respectable teacher. Behind my feigned seriousness, the tendrils of lust have transformed into a
demon, kidnapping my humanity. I constantly anticipate the rise of another pervert.
Enjoy reading!
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Chapter 1
For some reason, it's been raining in Taipei lately, for twenty-one days straight!
At the gate of a private high school, a luxury car pushed through the light rain and parked directly in the central corridor. Only a school board
member would receive such treatment, right?
After parking, the driver went around to the right rear, opened an umbrella, and respectfully opened the car door. A female
student stepped out. She acted like a rich heiress, but refused the driver's umbrella, tossing her long hair and rushing into the rain. Not
wearing a school uniform, she ran and jumped a few steps before disappearing into the group of students. The driver shook his head helplessly, watching her
start playing around with her classmates.
"Lu Dongzhu, we need to go to the restroom to change clothes, do you want to come?"
Lu Dongzhu, the little princess of the third generation of the Lu Group, was raised by her grandfather from a young age. Her mother was busy with her career and often lived abroad. She
had a driver when she went out, a private tutor for each course of study, and even a beauty and etiquette teacher. The character
"Bamboo" (竹) is still called a bamboo shoot before it grows up. Although she is an immature bamboo shoot, she inherited her mother's beauty
and stood tall and beautiful.
Such pampered children often rebel, and this rich girl's adolescence was even more intense. She hated the name Dongzhu and
called herself "Xiaoman" (小蛮). On her deliberately beautified Facebook page, her glamorous life was nowhere to be seen. But at
school, it was different. This girl next door always had clothes in her schoolbag that couldn't hide her graceful figure. When she
had the opportunity to show herself, the feeling was that one wanted to know, who was her first man?
But as far as I know, in the Lu Group founded by her grandfather Lu Wugong, women are named after plum blossoms, orchids, chrysanthemums, and bamboo,
which shows the strictness of their family management. Bound by family rules and ethics, Lu Dongzhu couldn't be wild. She remained a demure young
lady, her lips still untouched.
I, Shi Shiyi, knew Lu Dongzhu because I was her homeroom teacher when she was fourteen. I majored in music, and seeing
the growing number of "mama's boys" due to declining birth rates, I took out a loan to invest in a tutoring center for "mama's boys," becoming the homeroom teacher myself.
Before I knew it, Lu Dongzhu was sixteen, and I was thirty-six, but my tutoring center couldn't attract students. So,
through Director Hao Duojing, I climbed the department ladder and found an unscrupulous principal to help me transfer to the high school math department—clearly to
lure students to my tutoring center. Since then, I haven't seen Lu Dongzhu again.
I had a marriage that lasted two years before ending because my wife was my student. She wouldn't listen to reason; she insisted
I wear a condom during sex, saying bodily fluids were unclean, and refused to learn how to play the trumpet. Seeing
high school students in casual clothes at the tutoring center every day reminds me of my ex-wife.
Once, a female classmate told me a story in a tutoring class. She never imagined that Lu Dongzhu, who had just fallen in love
, would actually like me back then. She even transferred to a higher high school for me, causing her grades to plummet. I've never remarried because I hope
to find someone new; I would never choose a wife from among my students again. So I didn't take Lu Dongzhu's story to heart.
I heard she became very beautiful after entering high school, but I still didn't dare to approach her.
Every man uses erotic images to relieve stress. The most beautiful erotic image in my mind is a
naked woman lying on the floor in front of a window, a man lying on his back sucking her breasts beneath her shapely body; and
behind her, another man is thrusting into her against the light.
This image, which embodies both love and obscenity, has been my lifelong pursuit, even leading to my divorce. The reason I say love
stems from my childhood memories. My family was poor, and I often fought with my father for milk. My mother always protected me, and my father could only
ride on her back. After both father and son were satisfied, the naked mother collapsed on the bed, exhausted. She was so great.
During my divorce, the unscrupulous principal took me to places of entertainment and invited me to gamble, causing me to accumulate more and more debt. As for
my way of relieving stress, I immersed myself in the escort industry, searching for wild and beautiful female leopards, but no matter how much money I spent
, I could never buy the most beautiful erotic picture in my heart.
Last April, when I went to Kenting to go crazy for "Spring Scream," I saw a message about "Kenting Spring Tea" in a mobile phone shake-to-friends message.
I asked where Kenting produced spring tea. The other party replied, "Limited sale during Spring Scream, only one catty."
After meeting, the intermediary was a girl of about 20 years old. She took me to the back of the stage of the "Electronic Music Giant Beach Party" bay area
. She pulled open one of the tents in a row, and there was a beautiful girl lying on her side. She had a bare back, a slender and
hot figure, and was wearing a slim and sexy one-piece swimsuit with back ties. The key point was that beneath her white dress, she had a pair of
long, beautiful legs.
Seeing me sipping tea, she got up, her back to me, and began applying lotion without any affectation. The music of Spring Scream was intoxicating,
the Lycra lace dress was mesmerizing, and the underwire was clearly superfluous, because she was beckoning me with her pert breasts.
"Uncle, this tea is strong, isn't it? Guaranteed quality, five thousand dollars, limited time offer for only twenty minutes." I've seen plenty of girls,
but I've never had a better brothel than this. After paying, she helped me zip up the tent. Let's do it!
As I was about to enter her, her pained expression made me mistakenly think I was raping a virgin, and I couldn't help
but feel pity for her. After fully entering, the stage music blared, even the floor seemed to shake.
Outside the tent, the lights were dazzling, and figures danced; you could scream however you wanted, but she was like a dead fish. "
Can't you even scream a little?" I was a little angry, and simply went for it.
"Ouch...it hurts, can't you be a little gentler?" Seeing her pained expression, I got angry again, thinking,
if you're not happy, don't come out to do escort work.
"No way! I paid five thousand dollars!"
"Huh~ They charge you five thousand?" I didn't want to answer. But she laughed! Instantly, the pain on her face
disappeared, replaced by a pure smile as she said, "I'm worth five thousand? Okay, then continue!"
I hated how good she was at acting, so I went even harder. She kept smiling, but still didn't move, making
me feel like a pervert obsessed with an inflatable doll, busy with something all by myself.
Ugh! I finished before a popular song even ended, I was so unwilling. The stage lights blazed, making the tent
almost catch fire, and I then noticed bloodstains on the escort girl's white skirt.
"Damn! How did you end up with your period?"
"No! It's my first time." Seeing her crying with her head down, I pulled down her skirt to take a closer look, and there it was! It was
a faint blush; I had found a virgin.
"Teacher Shi! You're dead!" Who dared call me that?
The girl squatting at the tent entrance wasn't the matchmaker; it was Lin Huimei, a problem student from my school. Even more
shocking was that the woman crying in the light was my student Lu Dongzhu—Xiao
Man—whom I hadn't seen for two years.
I understood immediately. I picked up my pointer and questioned her. Lu Dongzhu admitted that Lin Huimei had instigated her: "You
only know freedom when you leave the cage; if you want happiness, you have to lose that hymen." She didn't know that Lin Huimei had used her body
to take five thousand yuan from me, and then went further, extorting one hundred thousand yuan.
"Teacher Shi! Prostitution will cost you your job, rape will land you in jail, one hundred thousand is cheap!" But I wouldn't give it to her.
My reason was that she wouldn't stop there; she would definitely try to extort money from the Lu family, the granddaughter of a well-known company, into prostitution—
that would cost a fortune to settle.
Things really escalated as I predicted!
In the principal's office of the high school where I taught, almost all the important members of the Lu family were present, arranged by Lin Huimei, of course
.
A torrent of curses erupted, unstoppable from the start.
"Alright! Alright! Enough... Lin Huimei, get out of here! One more word and you'll be expelled with two major demerits, then
sent to the police for allegedly faking rape." The principal, clearly acquainted with Lu Dongzhu's father, Lu Wunan, tried to smooth things over after dismissing Lin Huimei
, saying, "That kid Shi Shiyi frequented prostitutes and got phantom teeth..." This unscrupulous principal's very words had already
infuriated Lu Dongzhu's family. How could a principal say such a thing?
Ah! I'm sorry, I misspoke. Hmm! Everyone, please allow me to offer a suggestion:
even losing Shi Shiyi's job won't quell the public's anger. This is certainly not something the Lu family would be happy to see, especially since your daughter, Dongzhu,
has openly admitted that she had a crush on this homeroom teacher since she was fourteen. Since we're all gathered here today to mend things, why not make
this a happy occasion?
Hearing the principal's words, Dongzhu, seeing her mother Li Chunmei rushing over from the airport, disregarded her shyness and whispered in
her ear, "Mom! We were all set up by our friends. You have to consider my feelings and not make a scene!"
In the end, the Lu family indeed chose to save face and wanted to see my health report. If it was okay, they would
get engaged to Lu Dongzhu this year, and then let her decide whether to break up with me or have a grand wedding next year when Dongzhu turns eighteen.
Oh my god! Am I going to marry another young, innocent student who doesn't keep her word
?
"Xiao Man! You're a pure and innocent girl, with 50,000 fans on Facebook across Taiwan, Hong Kong, and mainland China. We're 20 years apart,
don't you think your teacher is too old?"
"After being deflowered by my teacher, I'm no longer a pure and innocent girl! As long as my teacher is willing to marry me, I'll be a good wife
!" She spoke with an adult tone, but her pouting lips couldn't hide her shyness and innocence. Dongzhu was a more fitting
name for her; Xiao Man wanted to be a leopard? Far from it.
She nestled beside me like a little bird. I couldn't imagine
how her peers would start calling her "teacher's wife" after her awkward engagement at seventeen and marriage to her tutor next year.
Lu Dongzhu wasn't busty, but her fullness was disproportionate to her figure. After the paparazzi posted the photos online, her
fans lost their goddess and cursed me for being an old cow marrying a young man; only the unscrupulous principal of Pig Brother's Club, Director Hao Duojing
, and a group of male teachers were looking forward to it.
After a long scramble, I lost the bet again.
Oh! Feeling uncomfortable, I had no choice but to bring Xiaoman to the Pig Brother Club. At the gathering, the unscrupulous principal, director, and
teachers were like a pack of stray dogs, their eyes glued to the swaying breasts. Of course, I was jealous and immediately started yelling, "We're an all-girls
school with so many big breasts, can't you just find one yourself?! "
The principal, with his hand on Dongzhu's shoulder, came over and whispered, "You're so unfilial! Your
father supported you, and you picked up a prostitute; don't you know you should at least give her a little something?" Several male teachers
chimed in, "No! And us too, you should give her eleven times!"
"Damn it! How could I have lost that much? I only used Dongzhu once, and now I have to sell her eleven times to pay off my debt? How
can I ever marry her?" Xiaoman probably heard this; she ran out, and I chased after her. She turned back and sobbed against my chest
.
The unscrupulous principal's words were worse than the devil's, and the jeering male teachers were like stray dogs barking, but they all seemed to have a point. "It only lasts a few minutes of pleasure during a prostitution session
, what responsibility do I have to bear? Lu Dongzhu's family is super rich, maybe that hymen was made
.
" Their words seemed to resurface in my mind: "Oh! She's not your type, no need to pay upfront.
Just bring her out to share at every gathering, brothers can take turns!"
I started to hate these scoundrels. I knew very well that their words had insulted my
fiancée. But I couldn't afford to offend them, so I could only mutter to myself, "Damn it! A bunch of beasts, wild dogs."
A person is a person, how can they be beasts?
People have times when they can't be restrained by moral norms, and that animalistic potential emerges, manifesting as a split personality. When humanity
is tempted and morality cannot restrain it, the person is controlled by that split personality and becomes a greedy beast. Sometimes, when beasts are
stimulated, they become even worse than beasts, becoming demons.
That's right! I've always been a teacher who violates public order and good morals. In my heart, there's always been a lecherous dog, and a very big
one at that!
In the Lu family mansion, Lu Dongzhu, though dressed in designer clothes, had to abide by the family rules. She could n't even show her cleavage
. Her posture required her to deliberately keep her thighs tightly closed and her back straight. Even her walking had a set pattern; she couldn't jump around. These
constraints meant she didn't even dare take off her bra in her room, let alone have sex.
Half a year passed since she lost her virginity through escort services. It was the end of the year, time for an engagement! But her family and I kept putting it off.
We couldn't stand Lu Dongzhu's daily nagging, so we had to have a low-key engagement, a simple ceremony with only our parents present.
At the engagement ceremony, I helped Dongzhu put on a large diamond ring equivalent to three years of my salary and gave her a
bank debit card. The diamond ring was bought by Dongzhu herself to show off, and the debit card only contained my salary for this month
.
I was a poor substitute teacher, while Lu Dongzhu was a wealthy heiress, always chauffeured around. Her parents,
seeing me constantly being chased by the bank for loan payments and so poor I could only commute to work on a motorcycle, shook their heads in disapproval.
Lu Dongzhu beamed with joy at getting engaged to her admired teacher, while my future in-laws looked disgusted,
and her nearly eighty-year-old grandfather wore a lewd grin. And why
didn't her brother, Lu Zenan, and sisters, Qiuju and Xialan, attend Dongzhu's engagement?
After the engagement, I continued teaching; she continued studying and preparing for university. The only difference was that on our engagement
night, she agreed to have sex with me for the first time.
The first time, in her room, she still had me wearing a corset, saying the nanny had instructed not to take it off. She was all
soft and submissive, calling me "teacher" this and "teacher" that. When I brought the condom close to her mouth, she said she was scared, "Teacher, your smell is
so strong! Quickly put on a condom." Basically, getting too close to her face was unacceptable, let alone having her give me oral sex. I
was furious! One student left, another came—how could I not teach these students? Another one who absolutely refuses to learn to play
the trumpet.
"Xiao Man! You said yourself you'd learn to be a leopard for your teacher, how come you can't seem to learn?" Despite my insistence on teaching regardless of background,
and after a month, two months, her innocent appearance changed slightly. Nourished by sex
, Dongzhu matured earlier than her classmates, becoming noticeably more elegant, and her figure became increasingly slender and alluring.
But this progress was too slow! I had to find a way to free her from the rules of our wealthy family. So I demanded that she
follow my every step of the way, living in my old apartment every Friday. Also, she wasn't allowed to be driven, and had to
wear cheap clothes from roadside stalls like the girl next door.
"Teacher, what kind of clothes?" "The sexy, revealing kind, of course!"
"Ha! I know. My classmates said that cheap clothes from street vendors are good for tearing. Teacher, you want to tear me to pieces too,
right?"
"Teacher, my foot! Call me husband... If you still can't teach me, I'll spank you." My mouth was scolding, but in my heart I knew
she was only seventeen, so I should encourage her more and teach her the best way. But this young lady was really hard to teach. When she got angry
, she would hide back in my mansion and put on a corset; so I called her my savage fiancée.
"You stinky Shiyi, I'm a little savage, not a barbaric one!" It was quite cute to see her muttering!
But if I could make her feel good, Dongzhu could accept my slightly aggressive and crazy treatment of her. It
's just that this is quite difficult. First, she's hard to teach, and second, it seems that she gives me too much pleasure. Whenever I'm on top of her,
I often feel like I'm playing the quick-draw hero. Strange, I don't get this fast when I'm with prostitutes, do I?
One day, I talked to Xiaoman about sexual fetishes. I said I didn't agree with the etiquette teacher's approach. "The teacher likes you to show
sexiness to arouse other people's fantasies, or even to be voyeurized by perverted men in their imaginations, do you understand?"
She retorted, "You stinky Shiyi! You're a pervert, objectifying women." The more she played hard to get,
the more irresistibly attractive she became to me.
I wanted her to cooperate with me and do some simple displays, like dressing scantily when going out,
showing a little cleavage to handsome guys when ordering food, or not wearing a bra at night so I could hold her hand and we could take a relaxed walk or go out to
eat.
After a long discussion, Xiaoman only agreed that this kind of sexual fetish was a hobby and stopped insisting that I objectified women. Even though I assured her that I
was a normal person and would protect her safety, this wild fiancée still took out a pen and paper and demanded that I make a written
promise of my bottom line, that I wouldn't allow her to be invaded by anything else. Not allowed
to be invaded by anything else? But I owed that unscrupulous principal and that scoundrel teacher eleven times, how am I going to repay that?
After months of effort, I still hadn't made any progress.
I felt that turning a good girl into a slut was truly an art. I searched online and discovered that
almost every man was trying to do the same, the only difference being the degree of his intervention. Some succeeded, some
were still struggling. The most classic saying was that behind their outwardly serious facade, they were constantly anticipating another
pervert's rise to power.
"I asked Ms. Meizi Meiyi," I said, pointing to the internet, "you men keep talking about 'training,' it's just objectifying women, it's a
hidden perverted mentality. You're my husband, you should be a prince charming who cherishes his little princess."
"What era are we living in? There are no prince charmings here. Look at all these people, everyone's
trying to do this, you should put in some effort too!"
She then spent a long time researching it herself, finally admitting that her views on sex were too conservative. It turns out that
the world I didn't understand before actually exists. She obediently said, "Since it exists, I should
pursue it for your sexual happiness, Father-in-law... Maybe I should find a tutor."
I felt that "training" and "tutoring" weren't worth arguing about; both involve teaching and learning, but Xiaoman cared a lot. Afterwards,
she didn't discuss it with me again, nor did she let me know; she secretly went to find a sex tutor.
Also, I wasn't surprised that she knew the term "training." Once, when exams were approaching, she was still playing on her phone.
I glanced at that blue screen and was sure she was browsing "Springtime in the Courtyard." At that moment, I thought that letting her understand
what men are doing under that blue sky would have a positive effect on whether we should get married next year.
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On Friday night, I had a social engagement and told her to go back to my small apartment by herself after class.
During the meal, Xiaoman called: "Teacher! I'm home, what time are you coming back?" "I told you I was out socializing, I didn't
know!" This stern remark made her pause for a few seconds on the phone before saying, "Okay! Teacher, don't drink too much!"
After hanging up, I still indulged in a few drinks until I started to feel tipsy. By then it was too late to go home. On the way...
I fell asleep on the side of the road, unable to support myself in my car, and wasn't woken up until after 10 p.m. by Xiaoman's repeated phone calls.
"Ugh! You promised to take me out tomorrow morning. Why didn't you answer the phone so late?" "I was drunk and messed things up
, I'm coming back right away..." I hung up before she could finish my sentence.
I rushed back to my small apartment and looked down at the fifth floor. Because of her, the lights in this house felt especially warm,
like a distant moon, so beautiful!
I was panting as I climbed the stairs because there was no elevator!
This summer... why is it so hot? I really don't know what charm I, a divorced teacher, have that made Xiaoman willing to give up her mansion
and live with me in this old apartment. The stairwell was dirty and messy, and my breath reeked of alcohol. If her father found out
, Xiaoman would definitely get a scolding.
On the fourth floor, partly because of the heat and partly because I wanted to cheer her up, I took off my shirt, tied it around my head like a masked knight, and continued
up to the fifth floor. Hearing footsteps, Xiaoman had already opened the door and was waiting. Seeing a figure approaching, perhaps nervous, she didn't
quite time it, instead lifting her skirt and crouching down, saying, "Welcome home, husband!"
Unexpectedly, their eyes met, and both were startled! She mistook the veiled man for a stranger; I saw
a leopard.
Shaking my head, I realized it was indeed my fiancée. She was no longer dressed in designer clothes, but in a white dress with green and brown
stripes.
Seeing this, I was struck by Xiaoman's change, and my penis instantly stirred. Like a wild wolf
, I rushed upstairs and embraced her with trembling hands. After a few kisses, I grabbed her high, round buttocks from behind, and glancing to the side,
I saw a leopard-print thong. The inverted V-shaped fabric was only two fingers wide, and the area of her sexy V-shaped pubic hair was
larger than the leopard print itself.
"Xiaoman! You did it right." I said, then hurriedly tried to unbutton her bra, I wondered if it was a leopard-print bra
?
"You pervert... you reek of alcohol! What do you want?" Since she called me a pervert, I'll play along. I forced her
to retreat to the edge of the stairs, making her lean against the handrail leading to the top floor. I ordered, "Quick! Give me oral sex."
"No! It's disgusting." She protested, and I thought to myself: How can I not teach her? In a fit of anger, I lifted
her short dress, her long legs appearing even whiter in the dim light, a thin rope tied around her waist. The two-
finger-wide leopard-print fabric only half-covered her full breasts, and I couldn't resist teasing her, immediately pulling aside her thong, my fingers
exploring up and down her vulva.
"Don't put it in!" Huh? Even my hand counts as a foreign object. I glared at her, Xiaoman seemed very nervous, she was clearly
scared and twisting her hips to avoid me. But I heard her mutter to herself, "Cooperate with him, it's an order, you can't disobey."
I was puzzled; where did this command come from? Just as I was about to ask, she spoke first, saying, "Sir! Really
? I'm afraid someone might..."
This rich heiress is wild and fierce; training her needs to be gradual. It's already good enough if she doesn't turn against me. I carried her
into the room, and her progress made me very happy. I was starting to fall in love with her!
I excitedly kissed her and blurted out, "Xiaoman, I love you."
Hearing this sudden remark, Xiaoman chuckled, her mind still a little blank. She just echoed, "Teacher!
Hmm~ Husband, I love you too."
To be honest, I'm not used to her calling me teacher; I'm not used to calling her Dongzhu either. These awkward words, if not
changed, might become a barrier between us.
Although she's still a young girl, she comes from a prestigious family and is well-educated and polite; she'll definitely be a good wife in the future. But marriage
is a lifelong commitment, and the bedroom matters between husband and wife will only fade, not increase. I hope my future wife is a
playful, daring, and wanton woman.
"Husband! Do you know Jiarong and Xiaoqiu?" I was taken aback. I knew these two
people existed in Chunman Courtyard, but I didn't know them personally. Xiaoman is just my fiancée. In the past, I felt I should let her be herself;
I didn't care who she interacted with online.
My hope was simple: to let her understand what men want through her interactions with netizens. Sure enough, she
seemed to be slowly understanding my heart.
But today, I was somewhat taken aback because the change was too obvious.
"Honey! This outfit was recommended to me by Jiarong, it's incredibly cheap."
"Oh? Then buy one of each color." We kissed passionately as usual. The kiss of a seventeen-year-old girl wasn't
wild, but it felt incredibly sweet and tender. The girl's saliva was sweet, her breath was beautiful, but her youthful body and
my greedy desire didn't quite mesh. Like an old fox, I thought as we kissed. Jiarong and Xiaoqiu were exhibitionists and sadists;
what had they done to my fiancée? Would her seventeen-year-old tender lips and clean body be
corrupted by knowing these two celebrities?
Looking her up and down, Dongzhu was wearing this for the first time. Although it was a young girl's body, it stirred my heart.
I instantly transformed into a lecherous dog, falling into a frenzied grin.
She seemed to be responding to my advances, but she wasn't focused, lost in thought. She seemed a little nervous, as if she wanted to say something
but hesitated. I said to her again, "Xiaoman, I love you."
I rarely said it before, but tonight I said it repeatedly. Was it a reward for her progress? Even I didn't know, but her
eyes were red!
She blinked, looked at me, took a deep breath, and timidly asked, "Sir! You
didn't say you loved me because of this outfit, did you?"
"Xiaoman is the best girl, teacher... how could I lie to Xiaoman?"
She didn't say anything more. She stood up, took the initiative to unbutton the front of her bra, and said, "Look, do you
like this bra?" As I expected, it was indeed a leopard print bra.
She then unhooked the front of the bra, and her taut, tender breasts bounced out like snow-white bean curds, causing
a ripple of movement. She added, "This kind of fancy underwear looks good but is hard to wear." Those tender nipples, for the first
time, paired with a sexy bra, were presented before my eyes. In that instant, my lustful heart pounded wildly.
Those newly matured nipples had a crystal-clear luster, and the two tiny nipples were so flushed, like buds about
to bloom, so beautiful!
I took a deep breath, lowered my face, and kissed Xiaoman's nipple, my lips tracing down her neck. At first, I
felt a sweet fragrance in my mouth. She had taken a bath. I took a sip and tasted the flavor of a young girl's first milk. It wasn't breast milk, but rather a slightly
astringent taste.
I swallowed my saliva, which made my throat feel dry. My hand, equally lewd, moved down her bottom, and
I lifted her skirt again, preparing to tear off her leopard-print thong. Xiaoman stopped my hand, preventing it from moving,
saying, "Teacher...don't..."
"What, can't I tear it?"
"No, I've mentally prepared myself. Let's go back to the scene where you went upstairs, okay?"
"Huh!" Sure enough, she came prepared. Perhaps someone had given her orders to be disciplined? Who was it, Jiarong, or
Xiaoqiu? But this suited me perfectly. The shameless, lewd teacher, I, led my student—Lu Dongzhu—back to the scene in the stairwell.
Shi Shiyi, playing the masked hero, ran up from the first floor.
Lu Dongzhu, hearing the sound of footsteps on the stairs on the fifth floor, mistook it for her fiancé returning and opened the door to greet him.
Unexpectedly, their eyes met, and both of them were startled!
"You pervert...you reek of alcohol! What do you want?" She was forced back to the edge of the stairs, leaning against
the handrail leading to the top floor.
We continued this awkward scene from before, "Let's get started!" and continued acting.
I quickly pulled down my pants, pulled my erect penis out of my underwear, and ordered, "Come here! Give me a blowjob
." "No!" "Say no again and I'll rape you right here!" She obediently squatted down, sniffed it, and then felt
nauseous.
It seemed she still couldn't keep up the act! I pretended to be very angry, making a big but careful movement, and
the drawstring of her leopard-print thong was too thin and broke. Holding my penis, I aimed at her peach blossom cave, ready to plunge in.
She tried to roll over and escape, but I pinned her down on the handrail.
"No! My boyfriend is inside, I can't go in...take it away!"
I don't care about your boyfriend! Holding the penis, I followed its cleft, and without much effort, the head of my penis squeezed
into her honey hole.
"Wow! You little slut, why are you all wet... You said you couldn't rape me... Oh... Your hole is so tender and slippery, it feels so good!"
"No! I'm a woman with a fiancé, how can you..." She resisted, but I held her shoulders with my hands and
thrust in and out repeatedly. Her pert buttocks were slapped loudly with each impact. I knew Xiaoman was acting, but her lewdness was real,
and I was happy to cooperate and enjoy the "plop" feeling. It really felt good.
"Mmm~ mmm~ mmm~" She didn't use any words; her moaning skills really needed improvement. The shy sounds
carried down the dirty stairwell, and anyone who heard them would definitely feel great.
I never thought that the stairwell of this old apartment building would become a battlefield for lovemaking, and I never thought that Xiaoman
would expose her lower body like this. Looking down along the handrail, I could clearly hear the neighbors coming and going and even their conversations.
Every neighbor who looked up could see my fiancée leaning on the handrail doing her thing.
She was clearly afraid of being heard, but still whispered, "The neighbors will see, please don't...
pull out quickly after you're done..." I wouldn't have it, and said even harder, "Not enough? If the neighbors want to see, then let them see! Hurry
... moan louder, make me feel good." She really raised her voice, and I increased my force, filling the stairwell with
the woman's lewd moans and the slapping sounds of my thrusts against her buttocks.
Xiao Man, having been tricked into prostitution and lost her virginity last spring, still had very few sexual experiences. Her untapped
paradise was beautiful and incredibly tight. Plus, I never last long in stimulating sex; after only a few dozen thrusts, I
felt a surge of pleasure.
Oh no! It was over again .
"What's wrong! Is it too stimulating? Are you about to ejaculate again?" She couldn't keep up the act anymore, clamping her legs tightly around my penis and saying,
"Teacher! Don't rush, Xiaoman is wet and waiting, take your time!" She turned around and touched my mouth, her face full of desire
to make me feel inferior. Xiaoman was young and had a soft waist; she actually turned around and kissed me
. The slight panting and youthful innocence made me unable to resist.
She started swaying her slender waist, seemingly expecting me to give her a more intense thrust...
Her vaginal walls gripped my penis tightly, I couldn't take it, I couldn't take it, I couldn't take it!
Never mind, let me ejaculate! The tight and slippery thrusting made me feel extremely good. I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, my ejaculation
gate opened wide, and hot semen shot out.
Instinctively, I pressed against her clitoris, wanting to pour the hot semen into her uterus.
Oops! Not long enough.
The semen didn't enter the uterus, but instead overflowed in her honey hole.
"Sir! I want more..." I wanted to give her more, but the throbbing penis began to subside, the so-called enormous
male organ becoming a limp whip.
When it slid out of her honey hole, oh no! Xiao Man covered her private parts and cried out in surprise.
Looking down, I saw a large pool of semen gushing from her vagina, dripping down my fingers, some onto the ground,
some sticking to my trousers, and even the inside of her thighs were wet.
Chapter Two
It was the first time we did it in the stairwell, and although my stamina was poor, it was embarrassing! But her cooperation and her innocent expression made it feel
really good!
After I finished, I was a little exhausted, but Xiao Man, because she wasn't satisfied, was all wet and sticky
. She pouted and said, "Don't play here next time." These words hurt my pride again, and I
cursed myself in my heart: Shi Shiyi, you are a useless man!
Suddenly I heard an old man coughing in agreement, followed by the sound of the door opening in the fourth-floor apartment. Xiao Man,
her clothes disheveled, was frantic and at a loss. "Oh no! The old man on the fourth floor wants to go up to the balcony to smoke, get out of here!"
I pulled up my trousers, and she wiped the semen all over her hands on the handrail, grabbed my hand, and ran into the house, asking,
"What about the one on the ground?"
"Never mind! Let's go inside." I've recently noticed that my fiancée seems very afraid of the old man downstairs.
Dong Zhu said yesterday that recently, if I wear a skirt upstairs, this old man will deliberately open the door and
peek up without any hesitation, even pointing out the color of my underwear.
After hiding inside, I asked, "Has he ever harassed you? Like asking you to touch his buttocks or breasts?"
I asked because I knew this old man had a history of sexual harassment, but Xiao Man didn't answer.
Looking out through the peephole in the doorway, this seventy-year-old old man, still quite robust, was smoking an unlit pipe as
he walked upstairs step by step. He inhaled deeply, sniffing his prey, and as he reached the corner of the stairs, he suddenly stopped
, leering at my house. Perhaps he stopped
because he felt something slippery? He looked at his hand, then bent down and picked up the leopard-print thong from the floor. He walked towards my house...
The man walked in through the door, first eavesdropping, then sniffing the underwear, a lewd smile on his face.
I turned back to the living room; Xiaoman, disheveled, was wiping away semen with toilet paper. Knowing the old man couldn't see in,
I defensively covered the fisheye lens of the doorway until the footsteps faded away. I didn't tell Xiaoman what had happened,
because I was also burning with desire.
Like a lecherous dog, I stared lecherously at Xiaoman's body, and she mistook me for staring at her white
dress with green stripes. She said, "This is the dress you're going to wear tomorrow, but your underwear is hanging out. What should you do?"
I walked over, circled her, and reached under the dress, praising her as I touched her, "It makes you look very sexy
! Tomorrow you don't need to wear underwear or a bra!"
"Teacher, you're so bad!" I was indeed bad. I was obsessed with training her to expose herself; the thought of using those tender breasts
to entertain guests made me incredibly happy. I reached out and pushed her shoulders aside, wanting to test the level of exposure tomorrow, but unexpectedly, her
dress fell onto her calves.
She pulled her left leg back and kicked with her right, saying, "Stop messing around! Your pants are stained too, I'll wash and dry them together!"
The semen-stained dress flew onto my hand, refusing to be washed. The cute little girl, completely naked, flew out to the balcony to wash my
pants.
She knew the lecherous old man lived downstairs, but she didn't know that a rapist lived in the building across the street.
The two buildings were only an alley apart; he could easily see what clothes were drying in my house, and if the French doors weren't closed,
he could see directly into the living room. If anyone was in the building across the street right now, they could definitely see my fiancée washing clothes naked.
In the neighbors' eyes, this Teacher Shi was very perverted, bringing this student home for the night on weekends. But I'm sure that
while my lecherous neighbors were envious, they also secretly wanted a share.
Xiaoman was washing her pants naked. I wondered if the people in the building across the street were there. I really wanted to rush out and rape her again, but
I was afraid that if I ejaculated too much, my penis would go limp the next day, so I had to hold back all night.
The next morning, she stuffed her leopard-print bra into her purse, jumped, and got into the car. The car headed south on the highway, and she propped
her legs up on the windshield.
The old man had picked up her leopard-print thong last night, so today she was wearing a black thong with velvet trim.
I chased after the trucks, and every time I found a big truck, I would drive alongside it, deliberately honking my horn lightly, as if to
say to the driver, "Look over here... look over here... look at the good stuff in my truck!"
The discerning drivers would roll down their windows and give me a thumbs-up, which made me feel good. But Xiaoman seemed distracted;
from her expression, she definitely had something on her mind. My wild girlfriend wasn't happy, so I didn't dare play exhibitionism anymore.
Upon reaching the mountains, the car plunged headlong into the fog. We were each lost in our own thoughts, like the fog outside the car window—neither could see
the other's heart.
It was Xiaoman who spoke first. She asked me, "Honey! After we get married, will you still go and escort these girls?" Turning
my head, I saw she was holding the escort card the bar girl had given me the night before.
Oh my god! How could I be so stupid as not to hide it properly and let her find it?
"I…" To be honest, my fiancée is very beautiful, but in a man's heart, there's always the thought of trying something new.
And then, the unscrupulous principal called, saying, "The wild dog teachers are urging you to hurry…" Hurry up with what?
Take Lu Dongzhu to the Pig Brother Club!
Xiaoman overheard the whole conversation! She practically rubbed the bar girl's business card until it was soaked with sweat. Seeing my savage
fiancée about to lose her temper, I was uneasy and dared not act rashly. And not being able to do any exhibitionism made me feel that the trip was missing
something, unsatisfying.
After returning home, I felt my sexual fetish had been exposed because Dongzhu said, "Grandpa wants you to meet
the Emperor." I said yes, but inwardly I thought: Lu Dongzhu, you must have told on me?
The next day, I picked Xiaoman up from school and coaxed her to go to the night market, but she said no because Grandpa had told
me yesterday to take her there as soon as school was over.
Stepping into the Lu family's ancestral hall, which was usually reserved for guests, a Bengal cat that looked like a leopard greeted us. It just
bared its teeth at me unfriendly. Dongzhu, wearing a school skirt, called out "Grandpa," dropped me, and ran ahead,
then jumped and sat on Lu Wugong's lap.
Huh! Telling on me and acting cute, I wonder where she learned her manners? But what surprised me wasn't that she wasn't wearing
underwear, but how could Grandpa's hand be covering her breasts?
"Grandpa! Xiaoman is all grown up now, you should put your hands here from now on." Xiaoman
moved Lu Wugong's hand from her chest to her slender waist. She probably suddenly realized the danger of not wearing underwear and quickly grabbed her grandfather's elbows with both hands
, refusing to let go. I was certain that her grandfather's hands were never still.
"Come here, you're Dongzhu, who's Xiaoman?" Lu Wugong took a puff of his pipe and blew smoke rings all
over Xiaoman's straight, beautiful hair. This action was clearly a show of force against me, a declaration of
the bond between grandfather and granddaughter. Because Xiaoman treasured her hair the most, if I did that, she would definitely turn around and leave immediately.
"I know! Dongzhu is Grandpa's; but Xiaoman is already Teacher Shiyi's fiancée!"
See? If Dongzhu didn't like you, you poor teacher would have vanished long ago. I don't care
what your intentions are in sleeping with my granddaughter, but I won't allow her body to be seen by any other man besides you and me.
Huh! Why you and me?
Before meeting Lu Wugong, Xiaoman told me that her grandfather had an extreme personality; he was both an authoritarian ruler
and a lecherous old man. He called himself an "erotic artist," and his words always had hidden meanings. She told me not to argue with him
about those things.
"Oh dear! Grandpa, don't worry, Teacher Shiyi loves me very much and won't sell my body!" I was just afraid that Grandpa had
corrupted Dongzhu. Watching the grandfather and granddaughter playing around, I felt like I'd stepped on a high-voltage wire. I wondered to myself, 　　what kind of relationship
do they have ? 　　What bothered me even more was the Bengal cat. While Grandpa was scolding me, it darted under Xiaoman's skirt. 　　Her underwear was in my pocket, but she didn't object; she even stroked the cat's fur, encouraging it. I could almost hear 　　the sound of a leopard eating meat—the meat I couldn't wait to eat when I got home. 　　Grandpa was also attracted to the cat, turning to smile and saying, " 　　Dongzhu! Don't just play with the cat; listen to Grandpa." You need to be quick-witted and hide the company's bank seal 　　well. Also, be constantly wary of Xia Lan and Qiu Ju, your two older sisters. There must be someone behind your compensated dating business; I still...

I'm investigating. But I'm also certain this isn't over.
Lu Wugong, a group president, entrusting money to the underage Dongzhu clearly
indicates a special relationship between him and his youngest granddaughter, highlighting his distrust of the rest of the Lu family. From their conversation, I sensed
a storm brewing within the Lu family; this was clearly the calm before the storm.
At the same time, I'm certain Lu Wugong knew all about my sexual fetishes; it must have been Xiaoman who told him. He's more likely my
cuckold predecessor. Could Xiaoman be his slave?
Then came summer vacation. Under my grandfather's control, I truly suppressed my lustful desires and took Xiaoman around, flying kites
. My thought was that since we were going to get married, we should cultivate our relationship properly, making sure Xiaoman felt I was better than her grandfather
.
When I was little, my family was poor and could only afford kites. I loved kites; they were like women, holding the string in my hand, only
allowing me to gaze at them from afar, watching them soar, make sounds, and sway in the wind.
Isn't that right? On a boundless grassland, I lay flying a kite, while Xiaoman straddled me, trying to wrestle
the kite string from me. Watching her clutch the string, I spread my skirt and touched her bare, shapely buttocks. Suddenly aroused, I unzipped
my pants, letting my burning desire follow the wetness into my opening.
Xiaoman played with the kite in her hands, while I played with my fiancée straddling me. This unrestrained, wild love
excited me greatly. As we played, the kite became increasingly inconvenient.
She tied a slipknot in the kite string and looped it around my penis, then sat on me again, her hands pressing against my chest,
swaying wildly, the kite soaring in the wind.
"Oh! This is so much fun!" The string was rubbing against me; she was comfortable, but I wasn't!
The stronger the wind, the tighter the slipknot gripped me.
Ouch! Who plays with a kite like that? Yes! Grandpa did it that way.
I wasn't paying attention or making any connections. To relieve the pressure from the kite string making my veins throb, I
told Xiaoman, "Use your nipples to help me pull the kite.
" "Okay! Helping teacher pull the kite, I've done that before." Huh! She'd done it before? Xiaoman said she'd done it with a shy look on her face
, then proactively lowered her head to unbutton her blouse. This scene made me forget to ask who she'd played it with. I took
a piece of string, tied one end to each of her nipples, and then used the string to distribute the tension of the kite.
Xiaoman was having a great time, so I mischievously said, "Haha! Teacher's busy, so Xiaoman has to manage the kite.
Don't let it fall!"
So I untied my hot end, and now the kite in the sky was entirely held
up by Xiaoman's two nipples. Xiaoman had to twist her upper body, swaying back and forth, up and down, and the kite
bobbed up and down with each pull and release of the string tied to her nipples.
Fly, fly, baby!
"Honey! I'm going to summer camp tomorrow, you can't go to buy escort services!" As usual, Xiaoman
goes abroad for a month-long study tour every summer. I asked her, "Why didn't you plan to go abroad this year? You're only going to
a summer camp in Taiwan, and only for three days?"
"I'm afraid you'll go pick up girls!" She answered casually, looking at the kite. Because the wind was getting stronger, she had to
twist her upper body more carefully to control the kite. I didn't ask in detail about the summer camp activities tomorrow, or who she
was going with.
I was busy working, and she was trying to deal with a kite, but the kite stretched her nipples long
. Everyone was so busy!
"Ah... Teacher is making Xiaoman so happy! Fly, fly..."
Xiaoman, the wind is getting stronger! Don't let the kite fly away!
"Don't worry, Teacher, I'm good at flying kites. I've played with my grandpa since I was a child!" Strange! Did Grandpa also
fly kites using her nipples?
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The next day was Xiaoman's first day at summer camp.
She didn't call me until evening to say she was in Hengchun and missed me. Then
she said there was a letter from her on the table at our old apartment, in a company envelope, and asked if I'd opened it.
Xiaoman repeatedly emphasized that if I missed her, I only needed to call, and she would obediently come home!
It's just summer camp, why should I tie her down? But I still gave her a challenge, "Oh!
Then you can take selfies and send them back anytime so I know what you've been doing all day!" Sure enough, that evening, she
sent me her first set of selfies—all nude photos of herself showering.
This young girl even takes selfies while showering! Isn't she afraid of getting her phone wet? I was just puzzled; how can a selfie capture a
completely naked body? Are her arms that long? Doesn't she know how to use a selfie stick? These days, even an umbrella can be used as a prop. Besides, she's rich; 　　what's a little wet phone
for me ? 　　A reasonable thought. 　　But then, the next day, and the third day, the phone calls... She came less and less. I called her first, and when she answered 　　, she was panting heavily. " 　　Xiaoman, what's wrong?" "I'm exercising!" "I'm so busy, didn't I write that in the letter? I have so much to study 　　! I'll send you the photos later." Wait a minute 　　, didn't she say she was only going for three days? But she didn't come home on the third night. 　　On the fourth day, she disappeared, and no one answered the phone. 　　Her parents were abroad, so I had to contact her older sister, Lu Xialan. She said, "It's okay! Dongzhu has always been rebellious 　　and demanding. She often turns off her phone when she goes out with her classmates." Her sister even laughed at me, saying that only an idiot would get engaged to a prostitute. 　　She also said, "Your fiancée will at most go to a party, go crazy for a few days, and come back on her own when she's tired of being with her." 　　Strange, they're good sisters, how can she talk about her own sister like that? 　　Fortunately, four more days passed, and Lu Dongzhu came back from summer camp. 　　But she didn't come home to find me; instead, she called me, saying she had something urgent to deal with, and went straight to her grandfather's ancestral hall. 　　That night, Dongzhu, who never turned off her phone, actually kept it off all night? 　　I stared at the clock on the wall, each second ticking by so slowly. I took out a bottle of wine, hoping to drown my sorrows, but they only made them worse. 　　I thought of that cat that would gnaw on my heart; I thought of my grandfather who would fly kites with my fiancée's nipples. I 　　started to feel extremely uneasy. What would happen to my precious flesh in my grandfather's hands all night? Was Dongzhu really 　　as despicable as her sister said? 　　I was drunk!

It wasn't until almost dawn the next day that the driver told me to come downstairs and help Xiaoman up to my fifth-floor apartment.
"Xiaoman, you've only been gone a week, how come you're so weak?" She was completely limp, looking like she'd lost
several kilograms; her once magnificent D-cup was gone.
"Don't ask, I want to sleep." Okay, let you rest, we'll talk tomorrow. As soon as I entered, she
threw herself onto the bed, tears streaming down her face as she looked at me tenderly, even touching my unshaven beard, before falling into
a deep sleep. She slept for two days and two nights, only waking up to drink water; thankfully, it was summer vacation and no classes.
What secrets did Xiaoman and her grandfather hold in the incense hall?
After she fully woke up, I offered to help her bathe. She said no. Then I offered to help her change her clothes, but she refused.
I asked again, "Then how come you're so weak?" She said,
"Teacher! Your kite string broke, and Xiaoman crashed."
She was fine, slept for two days, and in just one week, she did lose weight, but I could smell the semen.
She was incredibly sexy, looking like a beautiful young woman. How could she have crashed? I tried to smell her lower body to find the scent, but she
noticed and pushed me away.
After that, the summer sun still scorched everyone!
A few days after Xiaoman returned from Hengchun, she quickly regained her lively, girlish energy, but she refused to
have sex with me. The frustration, coupled with the smell of semen, was like the sun, burning my heart every day.
When I finally had the chance to have sex with her, Xiaoman changed!
She was completely different from before, very wild, perhaps because she hadn't had sex in so long? And her wantonness perfectly suited my
tastes.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and at first, I didn't think too much about it. I enjoyed myself to the fullest. After we finished, she nestled in my arms, and
I stroked her back, praising her: "Xiaoman, you were very wanton today, it felt amazing!"
Really? I felt comfortable too.
We slept soundly for half an hour before I woke up first. When I touched her breasts through her clothes, I noticed
they were a size smaller, only a C cup, but her nipples were unusually perky. Just as I was wondering why her nipples had grown so long,
my fiancée started moaning softly, as if having a wet dream.
Could her body really be this sensitive? Curious, I gently rubbed her nipples with my fingers, and she
trembled and woke up instantly, rolling over onto me and saying, "Honey! I want to do it again." This startled me
. With her strict upbringing, she would never initiate sex, would she?
How could a little lamb have turned into a hungry wolf after a summer camp?
For a week straight, whenever I gently rubbed Xiaoman's nipples, she would actively seek my attention and earnestly
try to please me. My previous assumption that we hadn't had sex in a long time was no longer valid. I was also surprised to realize that Xiaoman's views on sex 　　had changed
overnight . 　　At first, I was very happy. Even on the drive home, I would get aroused and have an erection, looking forward to the night every day. 　　Then, and then… after too many “after and then,” I got a little tired of it and wanted to know the truth. 　　Finally, when she demanded more from me, I honestly told her, “Xiaoman, after seven days, I can’t take it anymore! 　　I can’t satisfy you…” 　　“Oh? Didn’t Teacher want Xiaoman to be a slut?” This sentence is crucial, sensitive to every man. It was 　　especially true for me; she awakened the evil spirit imprisoned within me by my own humanity. 　　“Slut? But Teacher can’t take it anymore. If I find someone to replace her, will Xiaoman care?” The reason I asked this 　　was because yesterday the unscrupulous principal said, “Shi Shiyi, you owe eleven times and haven’t paid back, so you’ll have to make her give you a blowjob to pay the interest.” 　　She didn’t answer, so I probed further: “Xiaoman! You’ve been very good this week, except you don’t know how to give a man 　　a blowjob. 　　” “Who said I don’t know how…” She, who never knew how, actually did it? 　　My doubts turned into certainty. Before, no matter how much I forced her, she always thought it was dirty and refused to give a blowjob. Moreover, a 　　woman who has never blown a trumpet before, even if she did, couldn't possibly do it well. But Lu Dongzhu, for the first time in her life, 　　did it very well. 　　I stared at Xiaoman in astonishment. At first, she slowly licked upwards from the bottom, her tongue hovering at the very top 　　, gently circling. Even that was enough to excite me uncontrollably. Seeing me take a deep breath, she smiled and took my 　　entire mouth into her mouth. I instantly felt her warmth. Being treated so gently for the first time, I 　　inhaled deeply again. Just as I was surprised, she reached out and grasped my hand, then began to suckle forcefully. The movements were slow, but 　　they felt very comfortable. 　　Watching her lick, suck, bite, and hold, I loved every movement, and I began to moan. She teased 　　me until I was itching for her to hurry up. Then, she gradually pressed down, forcing my fiery red, swollen to a purplish 　　hue from the soft, lubricated flesh into her warm little mouth. 　　She slowly went down, deeper and deeper… deeper and deeper… It felt like she was testing how deep her throat was? 　　She seemed to be trying to impress, or perhaps she was competitive, while her pale little hands rubbed the testicles inside her. For a moment 　　, I almost wet myself! Nobody does this! 　　I didn't expect Xiaoman to blow like this, it was so amazing! 　　"Hey! Does your summer camp teach this?" I was joking at first. But her reaction made me start 　　questioning her, including investigating the summer camp participants—who were they? 　　She didn't answer my questions directly. The most obvious response was her clumsy movements, her slight 　　trembling, and then she said in a very soft voice, "Teacher! Your kite is broken!" I never expected my 　　joke to stir up such a painful memory. 　　"You cheated on me at summer camp, making me a cuckold?" She lowered her head and remained silent. The psychological 　　shock of knowing the truth was like being hit by a shooting star. 　　Come here, I need to check your body. I've suspected you for a long time! 　　Since she came back, she hasn't let me undress her. I guessed her body must have some kind 　　of mark, like a hickey or a tattoo? 　　Sure enough, when I pressed her, tears streamed down her face, but she still wouldn't let me take her clothes off. 　　I reached out and held her burning cheeks, making her look at me. My expression must have been like a teacher's: "Xiaoman, 　　let me examine your body; or you can tell me yourself, but don't lie to me!" 　　She looked so pitiful, and I had to soothe the tears that were about to fall, saying, "Teacher promises not to, Xiaoman."

"I'm angry!" Xiaoman didn't expect me to be so calm. She looked at me, and in the blink of an eye, tears rolled down her cheeks
. She asked, her eyes wide, "Husband! You're really not angry?"
Only after receiving my promise again did she say,
"For your sake, Xiaoman participated in the sex training camp held at the courtyard house." This didn't surprise me; I
had told her before that I allowed her to interact with professional trainers and understand men's thoughts.
I only said, "Okay then?" before her tears started flowing again. I reached out to wipe them away, but they welled up again
.
"But, I've been trained… Xiaoman is no longer clean."
"Huh! You've been trained?" It was like a bolt from the blue. Images of women being treated as playthings, men vying to devour them,
flashed through my mind.
She buried herself in my arms and started crying loudly, tears streaming down her face. I was completely at a loss.
Until she started pounding me with her little fists, crying, "Honey! It's all your fault for not coming to pick me up! That's why the clean-cut
Lu Dongzhu crashed like a kite with a broken string!"
Huh! Crashed? What did you say? You blame me for not picking you up? Didn't you have the driver pick you up?
I was completely confused. She blamed me for not reading the letter—what
letter left on my bedside table in a Lu's Company envelope?
After that slap, I remembered she mentioned it on her first phone call after leaving.
I was convinced that the envelope contained her allowance or some kind of gift certificate. Her family has too much money;
what do I need a rich woman for? I just want to keep a wild, beautiful leopard!
I remember casually tossing the envelope onto her dressing table. I think it was too light; it floated up and
slid under the wardrobe.
I pushed her away, quickly grabbed a clothes hanger, and pulled the letter out from under the wardrobe. When I opened it, Xiaoman was already crying until her voice
was hoarse.
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...

Then came
different colors, and some scribbled handwriting, plus a note:
"PS:
I'm leaving soon. You didn't even look at the LINE message. Why didn't you answer my call?
I'm only attending the summer camp for three days; I'm going home Wednesday night! Because Thursday is my 18th birthday.
The moment Xiaoman turns 18, the mature and lewd beautiful leopard should belong to the teacher alone...hehe!"
Next to it was a drawing of a nude woman, and a lip print
.
After reading the letter, I quickly logged into the Siheyuan (a forum) website. Sure enough, there was a recent online gathering post, held in Hengchun.
The list of participants wasn't public, but from the responses, it was clear that some of the more famous dominators in the academy, such as Jiarong, Xiaoqiu
, Zhengda, Zichuan...these celebrities were all on the list.
The last reply was from the moderator, saying that the event started off very well, but then someone posted photos of the event online
, and on the third day, a group of single men crowded the guesthouse, almost fucking the female participants to death. The organizers then... The event was announced to be ending early.
But Xiaoman didn't return to Taipei until after noon on the seventh day. Where did she go for those last three and a half days?
Turning around, I saw Xiaoman with tears still in her eyes, fast asleep!
I woke her up, and after several rounds of questioning, Xiaoman refused to reveal who her trainer was. But she said the price she paid
was excruciating, and even if I didn't want her anymore, she would never lie to me. She would
reenact every day of the summer camp's training process for me, day by day.
Reenact it exactly as it was? If she had sex with me, wouldn't that mean she was also raped by someone else?
Xiaoman seemed to be under the trainer's spell; seeing that I wasn't angry, she even wanted to share the event details with me.
Even more absurdly, because of her change, I actually indulged the lustful demon within me. When the sleeping demon
took control, I became a greedy beast. The organizers said, "Single men packed the guesthouse, almost fucking the female trainees to death"
—that was unacceptable! It was a vivid image; it must have happened more than eleven times?
Looking expectant, I held my fiancée in my arms, both of us excited, as she began to recount her
first day of summer camp.
Xiaoman said, "When I called home on the first day, didn't I ask you if you'd read the letter?" I nodded; yes, I had
. I reached out to touch her breasts, but she pushed me away.
"Honey, didn't you say on the phone, 'A company envelope, right? I put it away'?" Then you asked,
"How's Xiaoman's studies going?" I said I was happy, but missed my teacher.
That's right, that's exactly what we talked about on Xiaoman's first day when she called home.
That night, I sent you nude photos, and you said, "Xiaoman is the best girl." You even told me to study hard, and then you hung up
. I thought you weren't satisfied with the level of nudity?
"I wasn't dissatisfied! I was just curious why you used a selfie stick while showering?" Xiaoman said, "No! It was
the BDSM teacher who took the photos for me, and he wanted me to send them to you quickly."
"Huh!" This BDSM teacher is really something; he's clearly showing off to me!
Xiaoman told me that she actually had a strange man take some nude photos of her showering so she could send me a few. My fiancée is
so sexy! This got me hard. I reached out to touch her breasts, but she refused, saying she had to keep to the schedule, otherwise I
would misinterpret the reality of what happened.
This feeling of rejection was like someone snatching meat from a dog's mouth; it could make a lustful dog lose its rationality. Human
nature is like that too. When people are tempted, they become greedy beasts. Sometimes, when stimulated,
they become even worse than beasts, turning into demons. My Shishi in my mind is the same.
Hearing that my fiancée had been photographed nude by a strange man, I had already become a lustful dog. The image of her coming home
smelling of semen, and single men crowding the guesthouse, vying to devour my fiancée, became particularly vivid.
I put on a stern teacher's face and asked her, "So? What did you do on the first day of your summer camp?" Driven by lust,
I didn't care about anything else! I forcefully pulled down her pants, knelt down and kissed her, then thrust my body towards her, but
Xiao Man ran away. She continued, "
Our group went to Hengchun, and an older sister picked us up and took us to our destination, a small guesthouse by Longluan Lake.
I kept thinking how wonderful it was, like a paradise.
Chapter Three, 'Green Bamboo Shoots,'
was the first day we met. The older sister said that even on the phone at the guesthouse, we couldn't use our real names. We had to call
her 'Sheep,' and all the girls were collectively called 'Slave.' She ordered the female slaves, 'Be generous, use the pre-arranged code
to report to your trainers!' Each of the three slaves had her own trainer. There were also three men with female companions.
Plus four single men, making a total of seven women and ten men, including Sheep.
When we introduced ourselves, after everyone knew I was a female slave, I felt countless eyes being cast upon
my body." The expressions conveyed a range of emotions: admiration, envy, jealousy, greed, drooling, longing… and more!
That evening, the Sheep ordered the trainers to each lead their slaves and pose provocatively in front of everyone. Then,
in the open-air bath, the female slaves were instructed to take turns performing a seductive bath in the most sensual way.
“So… Xiaoman, you must be called ‘Mannu’ (Barbarian Slave), right?” Just hearing her description made my blood boil. No, I’m
called ‘Winter Slave,’ because ‘Mannu’ is Shi Shiyi’s exclusive name.
Of the three female slaves, one performed exceptionally well. She used the showerhead to spray water on herself, tilting her head back to let the water
jets onto her breasts. The water danced on her breasts like pearls—it was beautiful! Everyone vaguely sensed that her alluring breasts
were beginning to harden. She pushed them open, and her nipples perked up even more, seemingly inviting men to rush in and caress them.
She attracted the attention of all ten men present, who stared at her intently, their pants
bulging.
But when it was my turn, I was harshly criticized. A younger dominatrix, nicknamed "Brother Jun," berated me: "With
such a great figure, you wriggle like a panda trying to escape! How can that seduce men?" He even teased my dominatrix, saying, "Uncle!
How did you teach him?!" This caused a burst of laughter. I felt incredibly funny myself! But I was certain that
all ten men were lusting after my body.
It was my first time exposing myself naked, and the men's burning, blasphemous gazes, like bees, stung me, making my face flush and my heart
race. Hearing the constant comments, my body trembled uncontrollably. Taking a bath on a hot day was comfortable, but my skin was so tense
that it broke out in tiny, shy goosebumps.
Hearing her say that, I stared, speechless, as she lay on my lap, her small hands playing with my throbbing member
. Thankfully, she wasn't raped, which put my mind at ease. Listening to her recount her training left me speechless, yet secretly thrilled.
I asked, "Was she groped?" Xiaoman said, "Of course!" I feigned anger and asked, "How?" She almost
timidly described how lewd the man was. To me, that was the classic example of voyeurism—just hearing about it was incredibly arousing
!
Xiaoman said her trainer looked to be in his forties, a well-known author who had published books, and that Xiaoman should call him Brother Rong.
In the neighborhood, the author called "Uncle" must be Jia Rong. After Xiaoman returned from her training, based on her
performance that week, I was quite grateful to him!
Still wanting more, I asked again, "Was that all on the first day?"
At this question, she blushed, stammering, "Um...um..." I had to press her to admit that
there was another personal training session that night. I feigned anger and pressed her, "Then tell me the truth."
Okay! Don't scold me, Xiaoman will tell you. That evening, after I sent the nude photos to the public, you said, "You need to study hard
," and hung up. Just then, Yangmei and Brother Rong knocked on the door to chat with me. Yangmei, seeing me on the phone, asked
, "What did your fiancé say after seeing the nude photos?"
I relayed, "My fiancé said, 'Xiaoman is the best. You need to study hard.'" Then, Brother Rong grinned wickedly
and asked, "Where are you most sensitive? Hmm…hmm, tell me, where does it feel best to touch?" Seeing I was hesitant
to answer, Yangmei patted my shoulder and said, "I am, be yourself, tell me!"
I nodded obediently and said shyly, "Hmm…the whole body! I haven't been explored yet, everything is very sensitive."
So, Dongnu is very lewd? No way. I want to learn; my fiancé wants me to learn.
What kind of lewdness does your fiancé like you to exhibit? Hmm…I'm too embarrassed to say! Dongnu, tell me quickly, does your fiancé
like you being raped?
Sheep stopped Ah Rong from asking questions, saying, "Don't be too direct with a young girl who hasn't experienced this before
." I was unconvinced and replied, "Hmm! My fiancé likes me being watched, but I have my own limits
; I can't be violated by outsiders."
Oh! I understand. Then Ah Rong and Sheep began to discuss things in whispers and with their eyes. After nodding to each other,
Sheep said, "Then Dong Nu's training will begin with this knot in her heart." Ah Rong turned to me and ordered, "Dong Nu,
let's begin the lesson!"
After the trainer began, I felt very uncomfortable. Ah Rong made me stand wearing only open-crotch stockings. He placed his arms
between my thighs and made me clamp them together, but they rubbed against me back and forth.
Ah Rong made me slowly unhook my bra while I was being itchy; but I had to cover myself with my hands, and my breasts couldn't be exposed
. He seized the opportunity to lean in and kiss my abdomen and side. I was ticklish and pushed his head away. This prompted
Yang Mei, who was standing nearby, to grab a rubber band and snap it against my bare breasts.
Then she said to me, "A woman's seduction means she shouldn't easily expose her three points. If you make the same mistake again, the punishment will be
severe." The training continued. Faced with the man's provocations, I could only dodge, not resist, and had to keep smiling. Brother
Rong said he had found my erogenous zone, and sure enough, he made me very ticklish; I really felt wet down there.
Yang Mei reached out and touched it, feeling that it was wet enough, and nodded to signal Brother Rong to proceed to the next step.
Brother Rong lay on the bed in his jeans and told me to gently stroke the erect penis. After a while, he wanted
me to ride on top of him and rub against it. The rough protrusion made me even more uncomfortable, and my whole body went limp, so I had to lie down. Yang Mei
scolded me again: "Straighten your back and puff out your chest, and give me that smile that wants a man."
I told the sheep, "Big sister! I don't want to anymore, I really feel terrible." The sheep replied, "That's right!
It's precisely because you're in pain that your lustful potential is unleashed! Treat him like your fiancé now, do whatever you want!"
"What are you doing?" "That's right! I actually slowly climbed up, offering my wet private parts to Brother Rong,
saying with a wanting look, 'Sir! Please eat me...'
Brother Rong wouldn't eat me. I had no choice but to twist my slender waist and rub my private parts against his mouth. His beard
was so prickly, and I was so wet, my waist swaying uncontrollably. He still wouldn't give it to me, so I turned around to take off his jeans,
but he slipped away between my legs.
Hearing this, Xiao Man saw that my thing was stirring again, so she shifted her attention to soothing it, "Don't be fierce
, be good, I'll feed you later!" I said, "And then?" I urged her to continue, thinking to myself,
judging from Jia Rong's work, how could he not be sexually interested in my fiancée?
And then... After Brother Rong slipped away, I lay on the bed feeling sad and disappointed. Yang Mei came over and comforted me, saying:
If he doesn't give it to you, it's because you didn't do it well enough." Just then, Ah Rong came from behind and began tormenting my
private parts from behind. I felt even worse. Sheep taught me: "Say what you want, take what you want; if you want to eat it,
bite down hard.
" "I can't take it anymore... I can't hold back, please give it to me..." I said, but Ah Rong not only refused, but
also intensified his torment of my private parts. Since I could take it myself, I had no choice but to roll over and pin him down, unzip my jeans, and pull
out his penis. I was shocked. How could I be so shameless? It was the first time I had touched someone else's thing, and I was so ashamed I almost
fainted. I just felt that the thing in my hand was hard and hot.
Sheep spoke again: "Now that you have it, do you want to eat it? Then bite down hard. "
I really bit down on the penis in my hand...
I heard Ah Rong say "Oh!" and I was really dumbfounded. Suddenly, a strong smell of urine hit
my nose. It was really smelly! But I didn't think so. Instead, I accepted it. It tasted good. This was my first time performing oral
sex.
"Teacher Shiyi, Xiaoman has finished reporting!
" I was so excited by my fiancée being "trained" like this that I couldn't think straight and didn't know what to do. "Shiyi, you
're not human." That's right, I'm a pervert! My fiancée being trained, all I could do was bark and snarl.
"Hmph! You always make excuses when I ask you to give me a blowjob, but when someone uses some tricks, you give it to them?" Xiaoman, hearing
my insults, tried to escape, but I, with my blood boiling, grabbed her back. I tried to lift her clothes, but she said no, she
couldn't do that on the first day.
How could I agree? She wouldn't give in, but I insisted. I grabbed her tightly, and through her clothes, I vigorously
rubbed her soft flesh, circling her nipples with my fingers. Her expression was strange; it didn't seem like pleasure,
but she seemed to be in pain. However, I felt her nipples were much harder than usual, protruding from the top of her breasts.
I lowered my head and, through his clothes, bit down hard on his nipple with the tip of my teeth. He cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face—
it was hilarious!
Seeing I wasn't angry, Xiaoman playfully called me a lecherous dog, which made me laugh heartily. Then she
murmured, "Ah...ah...Master...the first day's lesson report is over. I want it, let me make love to you,
as compensation?"
Seeing my excitement, she eagerly reciprocated.
The thought of my fiancée, still a minor, being trained as a sex slave, being
led around and displayed by a teacher twice her age—that jarring image made me thrust even harder, it felt incredibly good.
That night, perhaps it was the darkest night in the world? The man's demonic nature completely overwhelmed reason.
Xiaoman was conquered on the bed, and I was still hard all night—something I'd never experienced before! The greedy lecher wasn't
satisfied with this; he was almost turning into a demon. If I were a demon, my rules for seeing things would be
different from those of humans. Sure enough, I remembered the eleven times I still owed the unscrupulous principal and those slut teachers.
I remembered the principal saying he owed me those eleven times, to be paid off before my wedding. I woke up every hour, looking
at Xiaoman in my arms, feeling she was even sexier after being "trained." I gently stroked her, wishing time would pass quickly so
I could listen to her presentation the next day. I couldn't sleep, wanting to have sex with her again, but I was afraid this savage girlfriend would turn
on me and move back to the Lu family mansion, then I wouldn't hear the sequel. I
secretly took out my DSLR camera, bought with two months' salary, but my photography skills were terrible.
I took pictures of Xiaoman for ages, but no matter how I photographed her, she looked like a pure, innocent girl. Why could a stranger, with a phone, casually photograph her and make her look like
a slut?
I wondered what new things would happen on the second day of summer camp. Would she be raped? This overwhelming urge made me masturbate
; I couldn't even wait for dawn, so I just masturbated. I imagined Xiaoman behaving lewdly, brazenly crawling between a man
's legs, circling his cane with her tongue, licking, sucking, biting, and holding it... The man couldn't take it
.
No! It was the erotic image in my mind that I couldn't resist. I quickened my pace, faster... Oh~ finally...
Night returned to silence, the silk blanket covered Xiaoman's slender waist and bare buttocks. My heart pounded, and I heard
the lecherous dog in my mind barking, saying it just wanted to see... wanted to see me suffer from being cuckolded.
●
When I woke up from a deep sleep, it was bright daylight, the yang energy was strong, and the demonic desire in my heart subsided. Xiaoman was still asleep. I
was convinced that I had performed very well last night and satisfied her.
I went for a jog alone, and passed by a lotus field. I saw a lewd old man, holding
a camera just like mine, taking pictures of a pure young girl. I was sure he wasn't taking pictures of the lotus flowers, but of the girl
's cleavage and under her short skirt. The lewd scene tempted the lustful dog in his heart, causing him to rush out of the fence in an instant.
Today, Xiaoman is going to talk about the training process on the second day of summer camp. He rushed home and
woke his fiancée from her sleep. "Teacher! It's only eight o'clock. You fucked me so badly last night. Let me sleep a little longer!" No, I have to
hear about the training process on the second day.
She rubbed her eyes and began to talk in a daze: "On the second day, the trainer led his slave to train her
in exhibitionism. The location was Eluanbi Park."
The sun was scorching, but there was a cool breeze. The blue water at the beach was so beautiful that everyone had the urge to strip naked.
The location for exhibitionism was a seaside promenade with dense sea hibiscus grass near the sea.
Husband! Your Xiaoman did a great job. After only one hour, Brother Rong said: Dongnu, you've advanced!"
I smiled triumphantly! This time, the lustful dog didn't bare his teeth. Instead, he stood on the high ground, stepping on his prey.
I grinned smugly. That's right! Xiaoman is really good at this; it's all thanks to me. How come I didn't know about this
online gathering? Otherwise, I would have signed up too, and I could have a slave.
My daydreaming was interrupted by Xiaoman's words.
"Honey! Didn't I send you some leaked photos? You even said they were all wetness and praised my progress. Give
me ten likes!" At that moment, I was overjoyed. I was certain you had read the letter, and the teacher agreed to let me
receive training at summer camp.
That's right! That day, I received a call from Xiaoman while driving. As soon as I answered, I heard Xiaoman moaning lewdly.
I asked her, "Why are you so horny in broad daylight?" Xiaoman said, "I'm being trained, I'm already wet!"
"Ha! What training are you receiving? Quickly take a wet picture and show it to me." My thought at the time was that classes nowadays
use projectors, and the classroom lights are off, so she was being mischievous, sitting at the back to tease me. I fantasized about her wearing a short skirt and no
underwear... openly masturbating in the dimly lit classroom. The image made my heart flutter.
Just then, we stopped at a red light, and a policeman at the intersection glared at me. I quickly said, "Xiaoman, have fun! Remember
to send me the wet photos!" and hurriedly hung up.
Comparing my impression then with Xiaoman's account today, I realized that she had performed
too well that day, so her BDSM instructor, Brother Rong, added to the challenge, letting Xiaoman randomly dial a number on her phone to seduce a stranger
and have sex with her.
After accepting the instruction, Xiaoman pretended to press random keys, but actually dialed me. With a burst of masturbation and my praise,
she was very happy, even wetting her underwear, but she was also gradually falling into a trap.

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