My Life's Ambition (Part 1)

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September 3rd, night.
Shuangzi, the personal maid of Miss You Lanlu of the Zhenbei General's Mansion in Yaoyue Lane, Huinu City, awoke in excruciating pain.
She found herself humiliated, her eyes blindfolded, her mouth gagged, her hands bound behind her back,
her clothes stripped off, her body naked, blood gushing from her genitals. A strong man was pinning her down, raping and violating her.
Seeing Shuangzi awake, the man immediately whispered in her ear, "Little Flower Maid, be honest. Your young
lady has been drugged with a special incense and is unable to move. Although her martial arts are superb, she can barely protect herself. The servants and guards
are far away and have been asleep for a long time. No one can rescue you. Your young lady's life
, honor, and disgrace depend on your decision. Think carefully about the consequences! If you can please me and make me comfortable, I will
ensure her safety. If not..." Otherwise, I swear, I will ensure that the chastity and
reputation of You Lanlu, the most beautiful woman in Broken Promise City , crumble tonight.
Shuangzi usually cherished her purity the most. Although she was grateful for the stable boy Li Aqi's infatuation and had a slight
liking for him, she didn't dislike his honest face or his burly physique. However, she
had someone else in her heart, and when they met in private, Shuangzi would only let Li Aqi hold her soft, smooth hand, never allowing
him to cross the line.
Now, suddenly caught in a great calamity and unexpected changes, the first image that came to Shuangzi's mind was Li Aqi, his face red, rubbing his
large, veiny hands, a thousand words stuck in his throat, unable to utter a sound, looking utterly pathetic. She felt pity for him
and thought: Brother Aqi, Shuangzi is sorry. Now that I have been deceived by a villain, with this broken and withered
body, I have no face to hope for a gentleman's pity. If only I had known then what I know now. That day, Shuangzi should have steeled her heart, cast
aside her girlish shyness, and simply given herself to you. That way, though it wouldn't have been to her liking, it would have
satisfied Brother Qi, and her sixteen years of life wouldn't have been in vain… Brother Qi, Shuangzi regrets it so much.
Hot tears soaked the black cloth, silently sliding down her soft cheeks. Shuangzi gritted her teeth, her will
resolute, intending to find an opportunity to bite her tongue and commit suicide.
The strong man wrapped his arms around Shuangzi's slender waist, thrusting repeatedly with a nine-shallow-one-deep motion. His hard, thick, long
penis, rubbed and squeezed against Shuangzi's tight, tender little honey pot, swelled like a ferocious, venomous
dragon, stained with virgin blood, moving in and out with a rush of wind.
Shuangzi grew up in the Zhenbei General's Mansion. The eldest daughter, You Lanlu, was skilled in both literature and martial arts.
Besides preparing ink, serving books, brewing wine, and making tea, Shuangzi had also learned some martial arts, possessing a small amount of internal strength. Her body was stronger and more robust than the average woman, giving her
excellent resistance and ability to endure pain. The muscular man, skilled in matters of the heart, deliberately provoked
her, using gentle methods instead of force.
Although Shuangzi wept incessantly, her body was undergoing a transformation; the pain of deflowering was fading, and the pleasure of intimacy was beginning to wash over her. A
wave of intoxicating tremors spread from her legs, along her lower abdomen, chest, and neck, reaching straight to her mind. Shuangzi's throat
felt unbearably itchy and numb, and she desperately wanted to cry out. She feared that her moans would be heard by the muscular
man, unleashing his lust, yet she also feared that he was only interested in hearing her moans. If she remained silent and unresponsive, like a block of wood,
he might become enraged and ruin her reputation.
Shuangzi's heart was filled with trepidation; she was torn between two conflicting emotions, unable to move forward or backward. She slowly and deliberately moved her intoxicating trembling
along her neck, chest, and lower abdomen, returning to her inner thighs.
The muscular man was lifting Shuangzi's firm, rounded legs when his large penis suddenly slid out of her vagina. With
a thrust of his hips, it pressed against her most sensitive spot, her clitoris. Caught off guard, Shuangzi's clitoris trembled like a stringed instrument
, and a gush of hot nectar spurted out, splashing onto the muscular man's scrotum. Shuangzi's body was extremely suited for intercourse
, and even against her will, she reached an climax that many women never experience in their entire lives.
"Ah..." The beautiful maid's delicate cry was poignant yet not harsh, high yet not shrill, like a swan on its deathbed, arching
its neck and singing its final song.
The strong man knew something was amiss, reached out and scooped up a handful of spring water between Shuangzi's thighs, brought it to his nose and
sniffed deeply, clicking his tongue and sighing, "Little Flower Girl has climaxed, finally tasting the supreme pleasure of being a woman. The timing of the climax
was much earlier than I expected, what a wanton body! It's rare to see a virgin recover so quickly, I like
it."
Shuangzi felt a coolness there, her slit was gently brushed by something, that thing was sticky, wide, warm and juicy, Shuangzi trembled all over
, her waist and hips arched involuntarily like a bridge, pressing her slit tightly against that thing, inseparable. Her buttocks were immediately
grabbed by two large hands and forcefully pried open. A foreign object, long and flexible, with joints, was also inserted into her anus.
Shuangzi was filled with shame, anger, and shock, her mind racing: the long, flexible thing was probably a finger, and the sticky, wide one
was likely a tongue. Every inch of Shuangzi's curves was seen by this wicked man, every private part was touched by him,
she was completely possessed and conquered by him. Shuangzi's body did not resist; instead, it danced with pleasure
… Could Shuangzi really be the lewd woman this wicked man claimed? No… then… why so comfortable…
yes… Shuangzi was worried that Miss was being wronged… so she deliberately pretended to be so unrestrained and shameless… Miss
, do you know that Shuangzi spared no effort… spared no effort…
The strong man said, “Little Flower Girl, your body is beautiful, your eyelashes are curved, thick, long, and curled, your hair is black, your
lips are bright red, and your skin is snow-white. All three colors are pure to the extreme. Your appearance is a mixture of three parts childlike innocence, three parts gentleness
, three parts charm, and one part indescribable danger. You have made this master lose his composure, three parts recklessness, three parts
rudeness, three parts domineering, and squeezed with one part uncontrollable madness.”
The strong man had bulging muscles and spoke elegantly, which was exactly the type that Shuangzi was infatuated with.
This villain… is not unpleasant… thinking of that Li Aqi… who could never say… a single word of love in his entire life… this
villain… speaks eloquently… he is somewhat like my master…
Thinking like this, Shuangzi felt at peace, her body became docile, and the subtle female pleasure increased exponentially.
Just then, the strong man twisted his waist slightly, aimed his large penis at Shuangzi's cherry-like mouth, and said in a deep voice, "Swallow
it."
His voice was majestic and deep, similar to that of General You Minghu, the General of the Northern Garrison, but because of his youth, it was clearer or even more so,
and it lacked a bit of the desolation.
General You Minghu's unique air of self-importance was exactly like that of the muscular man. Years ago, Shuangzi, mischievous and restless
, had accidentally broken a celadon bowl, spilling a bowl of steamed osmanthus cake onto the ground. At that time, General You Minghu
pointed at the cake and, in that uncompromising tone, told Shuangzi, "Swallow it."
Shuangzi had always regarded General You Minghu as a god, believing his orders to be supreme, requiring no doubt or
analysis, only obedience. Now,
feeling that long-lost domineering aura, she was moved and willingly obeyed the muscular man's command, obediently swallowing
his large member. Lacking experience, she didn't know to use her lips and teeth to cover herself, and her two rows of small, delicate teeth scraped against the tip, causing the
muscular man to cry out, "Ouch, be gentle!"
Shuangzi had been in the household for many years and had never heard General You Minghu groan. In her young heart, General You Minghu could
replace her father, whom she had never met, but was more than just a father. He was Shuangzi's mentor, friend, master, and even her dream
. However, their social statuses were too different; even if Shuangzi were ten times bolder, she wouldn't dare consider General You Minghu her lover.
But if the person who grabbed her hand in the stable that day hadn't been the slow-witted and reckless Li Aqi, but rather the handsome and dashing
General You Minghu, Shuangzi would have agreed to anything.
Therefore, although the strong man's cry was low, it stirred up a tidal wave in Shuangzi's heart. That cry,
like a wounded animal's, was a mixture of fire and fire, a softening of steel, and a lingering desire that Shuangzi had longed
to find in General You Minghu, but had never had the chance to experience.
She could have bitten down hard, trying to break the strong man's manhood, but Shuangzi was instead lost in passion, her teeth
lightly tapping against his large member, the force not like punishment or revenge, but rather encouragement and teasing.
The muscular man gave her a side slap on the buttocks: "Little flower girl, you're just starting to experience love, you don't know how to play around. Let me tell
you, when you're playing around, you have to show your tongue and hide your teeth."
Shuangzi did as he was told, swallowing and sucking, taking advantage of the situation, licking and playing around without any instruction, thinking: How can a man's thing be so hard
like a long iron spear? It doesn't make sense, and the size is terrifying. No wonder it made me bleed. This man insists on
inserting his big meat stick into my small hole, he really likes to torture people.
The muscular man's right index and middle fingers stood together like a halberd, picking and probing inside Shuangzi's little anus, his tongue
moving back and forth between the slits several times, curling up and inserting into her little honey pot. Shuangzi had just sprayed nectar, and the afterglow was still not gone, her flower path was wet and
trembling, spring water flowing everywhere. The strong man sucked in a few drops of water, exclaimed "Eh!", and forcefully tilted his head back,
pulling out a thin, long strand of water from Shuangzi's little honey pot. He savored it for a long time, then exclaimed in admiration, "Little Flower Girl possesses extraordinary gifts
. The pleasure of breaking the hymen, relieving pain, understanding pleasure, and experiencing intense pleasure is unmatched by ordinary women. Because this gift is rare in the world, I, the master
, was only slightly aware of it and dared not fully believe it. After this taste, your spring water is cooler than jade marrow and smoother than red wax
tears. It is indeed the eighth of the ten famous treasures recorded in the 'Immortal Sutra,' the Ice Heart Jade Pot!"
Shuangzi, young and beautiful, was curious and excited. She immediately spat out the large penis, opened her eyes wide, and whispered, "Husband
, what is the 'Immortal Sutra,' what is the famous treasure, what is the Ice Heart Jade Pot? I don't understand."
The large penis had barely left her mouth when it began to throb, and several strands of water hung on Shuangzi's bright red lips, like lotus roots still attached,
extremely tempting. The muscular man reached out and touched his large penis, his expression becoming even more excited: "A 'famous instrument' refers to several
orifices on a woman's body that can be used by a man for pleasure. 'Ice Heart Jade Pot,' as the name suggests, means that your mouth, vagina, anus, and other cavities
are like a small jade pot inlaid with the finest ice beads. The spring water and saliva that secrete are both as soft and aphrodisiac as wax tears and
as cool and suppressing as chalcedony, which is most beneficial for a man's long-lasting performance."
Shuangzi Dingxiang slightly parted her lips and said playfully, "My husband is being long-winded, going around in circles about these things. In Shuangzi's
eyes..." "Come, just one sentence will suffice: 'Where does Shuangzi have such a beautiful figure? Does my husband enjoy doing *that* with Shuangzi?'"
The muscular man didn't answer, but pondered the words of the *Imperfect Classic*: "All things under heaven are yin and
yang. Heaven is yang, earth is yin; the sun is yang, the moon is yin; heat is yang, cold is yin; day is yang, night is yin; hardness is yang, softness is yin;
visibility is yang, compliance is yin; light is yang, darkness is yin; advance is yang, retreat is yin; opening is yang, closing is yin; '
fire and cinnabar' is yang, 'a pure heart and a jade vessel' is yin. These two aspects arise together, inseparable from the heart."
(To be continued)

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