【The Fallen Valkyrie】(Chapter 1: The True Form)

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That was—a beautiful and alluring female voice, calling out to me repeatedly.
"You are…"
(Who?)
"You are…"
(Who is it?)
"You are…"
(Who is calling me?)
"You are…"
(!!!)
In her luxurious mansion in Suzaku City, Feng Yazhi, who had been fast asleep in her large bed, suddenly opened her eyes.
(So… it was just a dream…)
A little annoyed, she chuckled to herself, her eyes lowered as she wore her pajamas.
Two months had passed since the destruction of the Joyful Cult's base in Suzaku City. Perhaps due to the exhaustion from a year's worth of work at the border post
, Feng Yazhi noticed that in the past few weeks, she had started having a strange dream:
a blurry figure, and a beautiful female voice, constantly saying to her, "You are…",
"You are…".
Every time Feng Yazhi tried to focus on the next word after "You are," she would abruptly wake up from the dream
, without exception.
(It seems I'm just too tired. These past few weeks have been filled with official duties and the aftermath of the destruction of the Vermilion Bird base .
I'm definitely exhausted and have been staying up too late… Hmm, today's schedule is…)
Feng Yazhi's long, loose black hair, not tied in a ponytail, spread out on the white bed. Looking at the luxurious carvings on the ceiling
, she didn't want to waste a single moment pondering the reason for her dream. But after summarizing the cause of her dream,
she put it aside and started thinking about her packed schedule and plans for the day.
Because of her, Feng Yazhi—besides her unparalleled beauty like the goddess Venus, her shrewd and capable businesswoman
identity was also well-known.
Under Feng Yazhi's orderly management, the Vermilion Bird family's power grew increasingly prosperous. Its political
and economic influence in the Asian Alliance had completely surpassed that of the White Tiger and Black Tortoise families, and it was subtly forming a three-way balance with the Azure Dragon family, which had always been at the forefront for thousands of years
, and the Canglang family, which had made rapid progress in the last decade or so.
Many of Feng Yazhi's admirers firmly believed that if she weren't a woman, with her exceptional talent, she could very well have 　　mastered the "Vermilion Bird Nirvana Plate," a
supreme and fierce technique that no other descendant of the Vermilion Bird family besides its creator had ever learned . In that case, making the Vermilion Bird family the number 　　one family in the Asian Alliance would be a certainty. Unfortunately, these were all just "ifs." 　　 Feng Yazhi, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, was carefully reviewing the Vermilion Bird family's accounts for the past year when suddenly, 　　a wave of intensely pleasurable sensation emanated from her full, snowy breasts, which were covered by the blankets. 　　 "Ah..." Feng Yazhi cried out, her face slightly flushed, but without panic or surprise. This 　　had become quite common 　　 in the past two months . With a tender touch, Feng Yazhi pulled back the covers, only to find her previously neatly dressed pajamas ripped open, 　　revealing a silver-haired girl still fast asleep. The girl's face was buried in her breathtakingly full breasts, and she was occasionally, unconsciously , 　　gently biting the nipples with her teeth. This was none other than Hu Wanshuang, the heir of the White Tiger Clan. 　　 Feng Yazhi lovingly stroked Hu Wanshuang's still-sleeping silver hair. 　　Since eliminating the Joyful Sect's base in Zhuque City, Hu Wanshuang had been clinging to her, even playfully demanding to eat and 　　sleep with her. 　　 Far from being bothered, Feng Yazhi was quite pleased. Since she and Hu Wanshuang had both fallen 　　in love with Long Wudao, their once sisterly bond had almost turned into enmity. Even after they reconciled, 　　she could still sense an invisible barrier between them. Feng Yazhi felt very gratified and at ease by Hu Wanshuang's current affectionate behavior 　　. She believed that one day she could heal 　　the deep emotional wounds her silver-haired, large-breasted best friend had suffered because of her relationship with Long Wudao. 　　 However… a slightly shy and embarrassed smile appeared on Feng Yazhi's face. Lately, for some reason, her 　　body had become increasingly sensitive. Even when handling official documents and listening to reports from subordinates, her nipples 　　would occasionally experience a tingling and erect sensation from the friction of her clothing. 　　 Feng Yazhi hadn't told anyone about this embarrassing matter, 　　attributing it to a natural reaction from her body's lack of stimulation after being separated from Long Wudao for so long. Feng Yazhi secretly wondered if Long Wudao's 　　flirting techniques had made her body so sensitive. A year ago, if Wanshuang had lightly bitten her nipple, 　　she would never have let out a single gasp or moan. 　　 (Sigh… Wudao won’t be able to change shifts for another year.) 　　 Thinking of her beloved guarding the frontier, Feng Yazhi couldn’t help but let out a soft sigh of worry. She sat up and 　　gently placed Hu Wanshuang on the other side of the bed and spread out the quilt. Looking at her increasingly full and rounded breasts, 　　which had been showing signs of increasing from a D cup to an F cup in the past month, Feng Yazhi frowned and pressed 　　her two firm breasts with her index fingers. This was hardly 　　a good thing for her, who was focused on martial arts training and busy traveling around. 　　 However, a happy smile immediately appeared on Feng Yazhi’s face. Her fiancé, Long Wudao, loved 　　to bury his body in her full breasts and think quietly. The intelligent Feng Yazhi could sense that Long Wudao 　　was very fond of her snow-white breasts, and even when talking about serious matters, his eyes would occasionally steal glances at them. The fact that her body could so captivate her lover 　　made it all worthwhile 　　for Feng Yazhi, who was deeply immersed in love, even if it increased the discomfort of martial arts training . 　　 Lost in thought, Feng Yazhi entered her private dressing room, slowly removing her pajamas. 　　Before a life-sized mirror, she revealed a perfect body that could drive any woman in the world mad with envy. Her alluring phoenix eyes, 　　straight nose, faint dimples, and soft, jade-like ears, combined with her shrewd and capable personality, 　　exuded both heroic spirit and captivating charm. Her snow-white, plump breasts, slender, slender waist, full and pert 　　buttocks, and long, strong, white legs honed from martial arts training, made her sensual body flawless. 　　 Originally, Feng Yazhi, despite being extremely confident in her unparalleled beauty, due to martial arts training and her busy schedule…

She wouldn't pay much attention to dressing up. But today, for some reason, Feng Yazhi held her head high, her hands gently pressing against
her full breasts, gazing at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, unable to resist a little infatuated.
It was this alluring body—that had captivated her invincible fiancé, made her
the object of masturbation for men throughout the Asian Alliance and even the entire planet.
(You are…)
Suddenly, a female voice identical to the one in her dream echoed in her mind. Without thinking, Feng Yazhi replied,
"I am a lewd…"
As if she lacked the strength to continue, her voice abruptly stopped, and an extremely confused
expression appeared in Feng Yazhi's eyes. Looking at the large mirror before her, and her slightly reddened breasts pressed against her hands, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed
, thinking:
(What am I? Staring blankly at the mirror again. It should be time for morning sword practice.)
Meanwhile, in a secluded room in the slums of Suzaku City, a computer screen was receiving information, displaying
a subtitle:
"'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Brainwashing Level: 9%..."
Beside the computer, a sexy female voice, identical to the one in Feng Yazhi's dream, sighed softly:
"As expected of Feng Yazhi. It's been two months, and the brainwashing process still hasn't passed the first stage of 10%.
Looks like we need to speed things up..."
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...

As the symphony's final, soaring notes faded, Feng Yazhi leaped gracefully, descending from a height, swirling around her twin swords and flames
—the "Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens" from the Vermilion Bird Sword Technique. This elegant and beautiful swordsmanship contained a formidable and astonishing
destructive power, causing many enemies who had previously underestimated Feng Yazhi's female identity to suffer greatly.
Feng Yazhi closed her eyes in contemplation, sheathing her sword and exhaling. What was originally just her usual routine of martial arts practice had recently taken
an unexpected turn. Beneath her simple white robes, her delicate pink nipples, with each vigorous movement
, rubbed against her underwear, gradually hardening and producing a subtle pleasure.
This did not hinder Feng Yazhi's swordsmanship; in fact, combined with the slight ripples in her heart, this time her swordsmanship
was even more agile and powerful than before.
However, Feng Yazhi disliked this uncontrollable situation. She couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Long
Wudao, who was far away at the border. Ever since she tasted the forbidden fruit, her body seemed to be becoming increasingly open to sex and unable to bear the emptiness
.
Then, a familiar sound of footsteps interrupted Feng Yazhi's thoughts. Without turning around, Feng Yazhi knew
who was behind her.
"Wanshuang, you're here. It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"Hehe, today is the day that Sister Yazhi and I agreed to go to White Tiger City together, of course Shuangshuang has to get up early
."
Dressed elegantly in a light yellow lady's outfit, Hu Wanshuang smiled sweetly at her closest sister, Feng
Yazhi.
"That's true. Oh, Wanshuang, what are you wearing..."
Feng Yazhi turned to look at Hu Wanshuang and said, her eyes suddenly lighting up. Wanshuang's attire was the same as it had been long ago, when
she was Feng Yazhi's best friend, like a sister. Before her falling out with Long Wudao, her style was elegant and sophisticated, a
refined and artistic look befitting a young lady from a wealthy family.
But after Hu Wanshuang's failed confession to Long Wudao and her runaway, her style changed drastically upon her return
. She often wore revealing and somewhat risqué clothes. There was even an instance where Hu Wanshuang openly
appeared in a sexy bikini in public. If it weren't for the influence of the four great families in the media,
which kept the matter quiet, photos and rumors would likely have surfaced. In recent years, Hu Wanshuang
's infidelity had caused her and Long Wudao considerable distress.
Previously, Wan Shuang, who had repeatedly ignored all advice, had finally reverted to her original style of dress. Could it be…?
“Sister Ya Zi… I’ve been causing you trouble these past few years… Will you… blame me…?”
A timid voice reached Feng Ya Zi’s ears. To Feng Ya Zi, there was no
sound more beautiful than this heavenly voice. Even the usually strong Feng Ya Zi couldn’t help but feel her eyes well up with tears, and she
said with a slight choke in her voice,
“How could I? Wan Shuang… You will always be my best sister. Wu Dao and I both regard you as our dearest and most
beloved sister.”
“Waaaaah… Sister Ya Zi… I really… I’m so sorry…”
Hearing Feng Ya Zi’s reply, Hu Wan Shuang, her eyes red and swollen, ran into Feng Ya Zi’s arms and burst into tears
.
“Wan Shuang… Don’t cry, it will make your face look ugly.”
Looking lovingly at Hu Wan Shuang crying in her arms, Feng Ya Zi finally felt relieved. Her good sister was
finally willing to truly step out of the shadows of the past.
"Shuangshuang...Shuangshuang swears...that she will make Yazhi...the happiest woman in the world
..."
"Heh...with you and Wudao by my side, Yazhi is already the happiest woman in the world."
She patted Wanshuang's silver hair affectionately, amused by Wanshuang's childishness. Feng Yazhi
never imagined that Wanshuang's vow would, in some unexpected form and in another way, cruelly
come true in the future.
(She will...she will...make Yazhi...taste the bliss of Master's big cock together.)
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(Asian Alliance? White Tiger City)
Feng Yazhi and Hu Wanshuang arrived at the White Tiger Family base in White Tiger City aboard a private luxury jet. Hu Wanshuang
was jumping for joy, grabbing Feng Yazhi's hand and saying, "Sister Yazhi, many sisters at Tiger Leap Entertainment Group 　　were very excited
to hear that you were coming !" 　　 In the Asian Alliance, the four major families divided up most of the industry and economy. The most powerful Azure Dragon Family 　　controlled more than half of the real estate and financial banks; the Vermilion Bird Family controlled more than half of the medical and high- 　　 tech industries; the Black Tortoise Family controlled more than half of the agriculture and service industries, mainly food and beverage; and Hu Wanshuang 　　 's White Tiger Family controlled more than half of the audio-visual entertainment and clothing industries in the Asian Alliance. 　　 Of course, this isn't absolute. For example, Feng Yazhi's own musical interests have led the Vermilion Bird Clan to gradually 　　develop in the music field in recent years. Meanwhile, the rapidly rising Azure Wolf Clan, having gathered many opposing forces, has begun to eye 　　the economic pie of the Asian Alliance, venturing into various industries. 　　 Today, Feng Yazhi has accepted Hu Wanshuang's invitation to participate in 　　the "Women's Autonomy" program of the Tiger Leap Entertainment Group, founded by the White Tiger Clan. 　　 Due to the Great Cataclysm, humanity reverted to a dog-eat-dog society a thousand years ago. 　　Women, inherently weaker, were gradually suppressed back into the status of male appendages. This situation 　　only improved in the last one or two hundred years, but discrimination still exists extensively. 　　 However, the fact that three out of the four heirs of the four great families are now women has undoubtedly given 　　a lot of confidence to the increasingly fervent feminists. In the past few years, the Asian Alliance has rapidly passed many 　　laws promoting gender equality, with the most important driving force being the heir of the Vermilion Bird family—"Vermilion Bird 　　Valkyrie" Feng Yazi. In the past year, Feng Yazi has also been planning a women's organization for "women's liberation," 　　attempting to make the Asian Alliance pay more attention to women's rights and status. 　　 Therefore, Feng Yazi not only has a great appeal to men, but 　　also has many admirers among modern women who value female autonomy. The "Women's Autonomy" talk show that Hu Wanshuang invited Feng Yazi to participate in 　　was a result of Feng Yazi's influence. 　　 "Wanshuang, don't be so excited…you are the head of the White Tiger family…" 　　 Feng Yazi looked at Wanshuang with affection and shook her head with a smile. Normally, she would never participate in such a television 　　talk show. However, unable to resist her dear sister's persistent pleas, she finally agreed. 　　 Feng Yazhi remembered the night Hu Wanshuang pleaded with her. She had initially stuck to her principles and refused Wanshuang's 　　television invitation. However, at the moment of refusal, 　　the image of Hu Wanshuang's heartbroken face after being rejected by her fiancé flashed through her mind, and Feng Yazhi's heart softened, and she couldn't help but agree. 　　 But she didn't see that in Wanshuang's side pocket amidst the cheers, a miniature remote control was 　　continuously transmitting electromagnetic waves that influenced her thoughts to the triangular chip buried deep in the back of Feng Yazhi's head… 　　 As they chatted, Feng Yazhi, Hu Wanshuang, and their guards finally arrived at the tallest building in White Tiger City— 　　the over one-hundred-story building exclusively for the White Tiger Entertainment Group. Led by her mistress, Hu Wanshuang, they easily 　　slipped through the heavily guarded entrance checkpoint. Suddenly, Feng Yazhi noticed, 　　 "Huh... Wanshuang...aren't these people... subordinates of the Canglang family?" 　　 In the lobby on the first floor, many people were chatting happily. Feng Yazhi, with her astonishing memory, easily 　　recalled from her previous intelligence gathering on the Canglang family that many of those chatting were members of the Canglang family. 　　 "Well...Sister Yazhi, as you know, the Canglang family has recently invested heavily in the entertainment industry. Based 　　on mutual benefit, our Baihu family has had quite a few collaborations with them in this area..." 　　 Upon entering the Baihu Building, Hu Wanshuang, who had reverted to her dignified, elegant, and gentle demeanor as the lady of the house, 　　explained to Feng Yazhi with a smile. 　　 Feng Yazhi nodded. In business, there are only permanent interests, not permanent enemies. Like her own 　　Zhuque Group, which had several plans to collaborate with the Canglang family in the medical and high-tech fields in recent years, and given that it 　　was her good friend Hu Wanshuang's answer, Feng Yazhi didn't ask any further questions. 　　 Soon, under Hu Wanshuang's arrangement, Feng Yazhi followed her into the photography studio. There, she saw a 　　beautiful woman with light makeup, wearing an elegant black silk dress, the neckline generously revealing her full, snow-white breasts, 　　smiling and bowing to the two of them: 　　 "President Hu, Miss Feng, Sun Xiujia, the host of the 'Women's Independence' program, welcomes you today." 　　 Hu Wanshuang nodded and smiled at her, saying: 　　 "Sister Xiujia, this is my good friend, Sister Feng Yazhi. I don't think I need to introduce her again." 　　 "Of course, Miss Feng's reputation is known to almost everyone in the world," 　　 the elegant Sun Xiujia said with a proper smile, bowing to Hu Wanshuang and Feng Yazhi. 　　 Feng Yazhi looked at the beautiful woman before her. Although they had never met, she 　　knew from television and information about the Vermilion Bird Family that Sun Xiujia was a rising star promoted by the White Tiger Entertainment Group in recent years. While her looks were not as 　　striking as Feng Yazhi's or Hu Wanshuang's, her warm, approachable smile, her ample bosom comparable to Hu Wanshuang's 　　, and her mature charm approaching thirty, coupled with her high education and gentle, intellectual, and pure 　　image, had garnered her many male supporters. Feng Yazhi also knew that Sun Xiujia was 　　one of the few female friends who had become very close to Hu Wanshuang in recent years. 　　 Out of politeness and respect for Hu Wanshuang, Feng Yazhi returned the greeting gracefully and said with a smile, 　　 "It's an honor to be on Ms. Sun's program. I'm sure it will be a memorable conversation." 　　 Sun Xiujia also smiled and said, 　　 "So, today, let's ask Ms. Feng a few questions about the 'women's liberation' you advocate. 　　First..." 　　 Sun Xiujia asked several questions in succession, clearly well-prepared. The wording was tactful yet directly 　　addressed the core of the issue, while Feng Yazhi presented the answer to the question beautifully and simply. In the exchange of words between the two...

Hu Wanshuang interjected at the opportune moment to lighten the mood, and the two-hour program finally
came to a close with the three beautiful guests enjoying themselves...
"Thank you for your answer, Miss Feng. Now, let's conclude with a couple of questions."
"Yes, Miss Sun, please go ahead,"
Feng Yazhi said with a smile, maintaining her elegant and poised demeanor throughout. These questions posed
no challenge to her, given her elite upbringing. However, the only thing that made Feng Yazhi uncomfortable was
the unusual feeling she had experienced upon waking up earlier, which seemed to be subtly intensifying. Feng Yazhi clearly felt her nipples harden slightly,
rubbing against the soft silk of her underwear, sending waves of tingling sensations through her. But thanks to Feng
Yazhi's strong self-control, no outward signs of anything amiss were visible.
At this moment, an image suddenly appeared on the television screen in front of the three:
"Miss Feng, look, do you think this is a manifestation of 'feminist liberation'?"
"Let me see, ah!..."
Feng Yazhi glanced at it, and her face showed a mixture of shame and anger. The screen displayed an extremely
lewd image.
A naked woman appeared on the screen, her voluptuous and smooth body featuring plump, round, snow-white breasts
that defied gravity, kneaded into various elastic and indescribably beautiful shapes by the woman's hands
. She wore only a black thong, and as the image angle was constantly adjusted, it was clear that a fine
liquid was constantly flowing from her lower body.
However, the most shocking and unbelievable thing was that although the naked woman possessed an
astonishingly lewd and seductive charm and captivating eyes that Feng Yazhi had never seen before, her appearance was undoubtedly Feng Yazhi
herself!
Looking at Sun Xiujia, who was still smiling at her, Feng Yazhi felt extremely humiliated. Just as she was about to
angrily ask what was going on, a strong wave of dizziness hit the back of her head,
shattering even her strong will. Then…
“Ahhh…”
A surge of intense pleasure washed over her, and Feng Yazhi couldn’t help but cry out. Her nipples hardened, her clitoris became engorged, and
all the erogenous zones on her body began to arouse. Meanwhile, the triangular chip hidden deep in the back of her head continuously released
female hormones and some unnamed hormones with unknown effects. Under the chip’s instructions,
the aphrodisiac worms in her nipples and clitoris also began to operate, making her entire body increasingly sensitive.
"Hehe, Miss Feng, your pleasure level has reached between 5 and 6, nearing the limit of orgasm
..."
Sun Xiujia's words echoed in her ears. However, Feng Yazhi, whose entire body was being overwhelmed by pleasure, was too confused
to understand the meaning of the sentences. She only felt someone lift her face from behind and point it at the screen, saying:
"Sister Yazhi, look, this is the perfect posture of so-called 'female body liberation,'
the posture you truly desire..."
"Female...body...liberation..."
Feng Yazhi murmured, her blank red eyes fixed on the alluring body on the screen.
"Yes, sister, a woman's greatest advantage lies in her perfect body
, enough to make millions of men drool and arouse lust. Only by seducing men, revealing a woman's talents, and enjoying the pleasure of sex, can one
truly understand the meaning of 'female autonomy'..."
Hu Wanshuang said with a seductive smile, supporting her most intimate sister Feng Yazhi's head from behind.
"Enjoying sex...that's...the true...meaning of 'female autonomy'..."
Feng Yazhi was completely stunned, only able to repeat Hu Wanshuang's words.
At this moment, the triangular chip in the back of Feng Yazhi's head was emitting strange electromagnetic waves. Under
the research of the Canglang family, these electromagnetic waves could help people enter a more focused and concentrated learning state. However, this state had a major
drawback: it lacked any ability to make judgments. Any knowledge instilled would be unconditionally absorbed,
gradually taking root in the subconscious mind.
The surging pleasure within Feng Yazhi seemed both eternal and fleeting. She didn't know how much time had passed before, in a daze, Feng
Yazhi regained her senses. She heard a familiar voice:
"Thank you for your answer, Miss Feng. Now, let's end with a couple of short questions."
The question was exactly the same as before. Unconsciously, Feng Yazhi answered without thinking:
"Yes, Miss Sun, please go ahead."
After speaking, Feng Yazhi looked around in surprise. She saw Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia smiling at
her, as if the video from earlier…wait, what video? Feng Yazhi frowned, thinking that she had just
been discussing women's liberation with the two of them, and it seemed…there wasn't any video.
At this moment, a somewhat ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on Sun Xiujia's face, and she said,
"Everyone knows that Miss Feng and Mr. Long Wudao are an enviable couple. I wonder if your sex
life is happy?"
"This... how can you say such a thing!"
Feng Yazhi said, both ashamed and angry. Little did she know that her reaction at this moment was completely different from before.
If it were the old her, her gentlest reaction at this moment would have been to angrily turn away, never to show
such a shy and girlish expression as now.
"Sister Yazhi, openly discussing the topic of sex is a manifestation of 'female autonomy.'
Have you forgotten?"
Hu Wanshuang said to her with a smile, patting Feng Yazhi's shoulder.
"And Miss Feng, do you remember the exclusive profession of female 'AV actresses' that we just discussed a thousand years ago
? Don't you think that their way of enjoying sex and earning money through their bodies is a kind of proof of women's liberation?"
"Oh... it seems..."
Although she regained her senses, Feng Yazhi realized that there seemed to be a huge problem with her logic. Had she
really discussed AV actresses with them? And is enjoying sex truly a manifestation of female autonomy?
Feng Yazhi wanted to say no, but she found a voice in her mind calling her to agree with them.
Yes, since women can decide their own destiny, then just as men enjoy sex, so too should women...
Why can't women talk about sex openly?
Just as Feng Yazhi was struggling with this, Sun Xiujia's voice came again:
"Hehe, Miss Feng, let's get back to the point. How was your sex life with Mr. Long?"
Feng Yazhi felt relieved from the painful struggle in her head, and a sense of comfort washed over her. Just as she was about to
answer "very happy," a memory flashed into her mind:
the emptiness and unsatisfaction she felt when her lower body was being penetrated by Long Wudao's small penis on her first night. This memory instantly filled Feng Yazhi's mind. The powerful image
and the distortion of the concept of "female autonomy" made her blurt out:
"Wudao can't satisfy me... ah..."
Realizing what she had said, Feng Yazhi blushed with embarrassment, but saw Sun Xiujia and Hu Wanshuang nodding with satisfied smiles
. Sun Xiujia covered her mouth and laughed:
"Miss Feng's stunningly beautiful body is indeed beyond the reach of normal men. Hehe, no need to be
ashamed. Even Asia's number one 'Azure Dragon Fist Saint' couldn't conquer Miss Feng's sexual desire. This is something to be proud of
, proving that we have advantages over men. Come, let's enjoy a video."
"I...uh..."
Feng Yazhi, who was about to defend Long Wudao, heard Sun Xiujia's words and involuntarily looked at the television screen
.
On it, a majestic man wearing a mask had two naked, large-breasted women at his feet,
their tongues licking his thick penis. It was Sun Xiujia and Hu Wanshuang. The joyful and happy expressions on their faces
made it completely believable that they were serving the man before them from the bottom of their hearts.
Sun Xiujia leaned close to Feng Yazhi, who was staring intently at the screen, and whispered in her ear,
"Look at that masked man's penis, isn't it more powerful and imposing than your fiancé's?"
Despite feeling uncomfortable, Feng Yazhi couldn't tear her gaze away from that magnificent penis. Compared to her
fiancé Long Wudao's, it was far superior. Feng Yazhi had no doubt about
the intense orgasm she would experience when that penis thrust into her.
"Hehe, don't be shy. Men crave to fuck beautiful women, and women naturally crave to
be fucked by strong, powerful penises. It's a natural thing, isn't it?" Sun 　　Xiujia said to Feng Yazhi with a lewd smile, licking her lips
as she watched herself licking a penis in the video . 　　 Natural? When Feng Yazhi snapped out of her reverie, upon hearing Sun Xiujia's words, before she could even ponder 　　the veracity of these lewd remarks, she saw a masked man on the screen violently thrusting into Hu Wanshuang's 　　wet, cunt. Watching the two pink petals stretched to their limit by the penis, Feng Yazhi blushed deeply 　　. She even forgot to question who the man on screen was, her eyes glued to the screen, as if 　　she, not Hu Wanshuang, were the one being brutally fucked. 　　 Perhaps… the desire to be fucked by a large penis truly… is the true meaning of women's liberation. 　　Under the control of the triangular chip, Feng Yazhi's consciousness began to subtly distort and change. 　　 Then, endless pleasure and joy surged from the back of her head, overwhelming her senses like a tidal wave 　　. An extremely strong and undeniable suggestion came to her mind: she was 　　Hu Wanshuang, the "White Tiger Demon" being fucked in the video! 　　 (Ah… what I… yearn for… the true form…) 　　 This 　　was 　　 the last vestige of lustful imagination 　　 in 　　 Feng 　　Yazhi 　　 's 　　mind 　　. 　　 ********** 　　... Especially since the White Tiger family controls the entertainment industry, many 　　young girls aspiring to a career in the performing arts are unwittingly brainwashed and transformed by the Joy Cult, supported by the Azure Wolf family, 　　becoming loyal sex slaves. 　　 Looking at Sun Xiujia on the screen, Nalia couldn't help but smile smugly. Three years ago, 　　Sun Xiujia, who had just entered the entertainment industry, was still an elegant woman with academic refinement and a lover of ten years, about to get married 　　. However, under the brainwashing techniques of the Joy Cult, she had also transformed into a loyal slave and female trainer for the Azure Wolf family 　　. Beneath her innocent and pure exterior lay a shameless, large-breasted slut, specifically used to provide 　　sexual services to and win over political and economic figures who had aligned themselves with the Azure Wolf family. 　　 Of course, to avoid detection by the other three major families, the Canglang family's infiltration of the Baihu family is still incomplete 　　. However, the higher-ups hold real power and have been almost entirely controlled by the Canglang family over the past few years. 　　The Canglang family subordinates that Feng Yazhi saw in the lobby downstairs today have actually become managers of the Huyue Entertainment Group. 　　 "Hmm, but it's been two months, and Feng Yazhi's brainwashing level is still less than 10%. It seems that the one-year deadline you mentioned 　　will be exceeded." 　　 Li Feng replied with his usual cold and stern words. 　　 "Hehe, after all, she is one of the most beautiful and powerful women in the world, and Master, you also require that 　　her original memories and personality be preserved... If she were so easily brainwashed, wouldn't that be a pity... In addition, 　　you saw the 'new plan' I sent you the other day, which I believe is more to your liking..." 　　 Nalia was not flustered, but instead said with a confident and charming smile. 　　 "Hmm, not bad. That plan is indeed more in line with my ideas. Taking you in back then was definitely a good 　　choice." 　　 "Then, sir, let us witness together the beginning of the complete annihilation of the four great families."

Nalia smiled seductively, walked to Li Feng's side, and watched
Feng Yazhi on the screen, who was about to take another step towards becoming a "slut"...
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At this moment, Feng Yazhi's mind was overwhelmed. Under the control of the triangular chip, her mental state had reached
the point of being consumed by lust. She felt as if she had transformed into Hu Wanshuang, moaning and groaning between a man's legs. She even
lay on the floor with her clothes disheveled, gradually beginning to imitate Hu Wanshuang's lewd moans on the screen, shamelessly twisting
her buttocks and shouting.
"Little slut... Little slut's cunt is itchy... It's so itchy... Master's big cock, come and fuck this little slut
's cunt to death..."
From clumsy to skilled, Feng Yazhi's moans grew louder and louder. Watching the masked man's penis gradually
enter Hu Wanshuang's cunt on the screen, she felt an extremely full feeling in her lower body. Her buttocks
trembled, making her shout even more vigorously.
"Ahhh... I'm going to die... This little slut is going to die..."
She violently tore her light white shirt apart, vigorously swinging her waist and jade buttocks, lying on the floor
, feeling the friction between her sensitive, smooth, round breasts and the cold, rough floor. Feng Yazhi felt endless
stimulation coming from every sensitive spot in her body.
(This…this is the true form I've been longing for…)
"Sister Yazhi truly has the excellent qualities to become the perfect 'slut.' The vibrator has only just been inserted, and she's already
moaning so seductively…Brother Wudao really can't satisfy Sister Yazhi's wanton body."
Behind Feng Yazhi, who was lost in lust, Hu Wanshuang, with a coquettish smile, was
forcefully inserting a thick vibrator into the two petals of Feng Yazhi's lower body. The vagina, which was originally relatively narrow compared to the tip of the vibrator,
was easily slid in when the vibrator was inserted due to the large amount of vaginal fluid secreted. The tight, slippery vagina
gripped the vibrator tightly, and the flesh walls kept contracting and releasing, pushing the vibrator deeper and deeper.
With Hu Wanshuang's ambiguous smile, her hands gradually increased the force, vaginal fluid splashed, and with a "plop," the vibrator
completely reached the core of Feng Yazhi's vagina, making her twisting and moaning even more lewd and astonishing. Even after reaching the deepest
part, a section of the vibrator was still outside, which showed how huge it was. The specially designed
plastic protrusions on the massage stick, following Hu Wanshuang's hand movements, rotated and scraped against Feng Yazhi's swollen and delicate
clitoris, causing her to let out soft moans and cries.
"This massage stick is meticulously crafted to fit its master's size. Sister Yazhi is sucking so tightly, she really
likes it,"
Hu Wanshuang commented, seemingly satisfied with Feng Yazhi's performance.
"You slutty lady, the aphrodisiac dosage under the chip is several times higher than that of a normal woman being brainwashed
. I wonder if it will have any adverse side effects on Feng Yazhi,"
Sun Xiujia, who was clearly also involved in Feng Yazhi's brainwashing plan, said with concern.
"Don't worry, I'm the most powerful woman in the world. Without doing this, I can't break down Ya Zi
's defenses. These overdose drugs might turn ordinary women into mindless, lewd sluts, but I
believe they'll only transform Ya Zi into the most perfect, seductive vixen in the world."
Hu Wanshuang stroked her plump, exposed breasts, her upper body now bare, and looked at the obvious wolf head
mark on her left breast. She thrust the vibrator harder into Feng Ya Zi's vagina, speaking with love and confidence
.
Meanwhile, Feng Ya Zi, the object of the two women's discussion, was immersed in an endless sea of pleasure.
The aphrodisiacs in her breasts and clitoris continuously released potent aphrodisiacs strong enough to turn even the most chaste woman into a wanton harlot.
The triangular chip at the back of her head was constantly distorting her thought process, preventing her from thinking with normal logic
.
On the screen, the masked man was forcefully kneading and humiliating Hu Wanshuang's full breasts with both hands. The force was so
great that veins bulged on his arms, making onlookers worry that Hu Wanshuang's
enormous breasts, shaped and sized like soccer balls, might burst like balloons under the man's unromantic hands. However, despite the man's
force, Hu Wanshuang's expression was one of endless enjoyment and desire. Tossing her signature silver hair, she turned to look at
the man whose face was covered by a mask, revealing only his mouth and nose. Filled with lust, Hu Wanshuang wrapped her arms around the man's neck and
passionately kissed him.
"Sss...ha...Master's tongue...and saliva...make this little slut so happy..."
After the passionate kiss ended, Hu Wanshuang looked at the masked man with a dazed expression and said, but the man did not answer
. In addition to the vigorous thrusting of his penis, his hands were only busy playing with Hu Wanshuang's two amazing, snow-white, full breasts. Her plump
breasts were kneaded into various shapes by his large hands. As the man repeatedly pinched Hu Wanshuang's hard nipples, suddenly—
"
Ahhhhh...this little slut's milk, milk is going to spurt out..."
Hu Wanshuang's eyes rolled back. It seemed that the man had touched a sensitive spot during one of his kneading sessions. Her nipples received
an extreme tingling pleasure. Her youthful body, not yet twenty years old,
gushed out a large amount of milky white milk from her swollen nipples, just like a mature pregnant woman. The astonishing amount of milk splashed all the places within a meter of her feet.
"Heh... You call yourself the 'White Tiger Fairy'? To me, you're nothing more than a
cow in heat right now,"
the man, who had been silent until now, finally spoke in a deep, pleasant voice. Looking at
his hands, which were covered in Hu Wanshuang's milk, the man forcefully smeared the milk onto Hu Wanshuang's two enormous breasts.
A layer of creamy oil covered her snow-white skin, revealing an unusually alluring elasticity and sheen.
"Ah...ah...ah ah..."
Hu Wanshuang's red lips trembled slightly from the climax, her jade tongue protruding, completely unable to reply to the man's words. Her naturally lustrous
, sweat-drenched silver short hair, combined with her childlike face and large breasts, exuded a feminine charm that
was enough to drive any man with a penchant for large breasts crazy.
"Hehe, Master, please let Jia Nu also serve the slutty demoness."
On the screen, actress Sun Xiujia, who had disappeared after performing oral sex on the masked man,
reappeared wearing sexy leather underwear. A large, erect artificial phallus stood proudly in front of the underwear. No one
could imagine that the lewd beauty before them was actually Sun Xiujia, who had debuted as a pure and innocent actress.
The man smiled slightly and said,
"Very well." "
Yes."
With Hu Wanshuang's lingering gaze, the masked man swiftly withdrew his enormous phallus from Hu Wanshuang
's vagina, then lingered at the entrance to her anus, the glans gently pressing against her sensitive
chrysanthemum. Meanwhile, with a seductive smile, Sun Xiujia pressed her artificial phallus against Hu Wanshuang's moist labia
.
"Master~~ Sister Xiujia~~ Ah...no...don't torture me anymore...this little slut's cunt
and chrysanthemum crave two huge dicks to fuck her hard...ahhh..."
"Hehe, so slutty, you slutty demoness, and you're still the heir of the White Tiger family,
the dream girl of many boys. If they knew your true face, tsk tsk..."
Although she still used a respectful title, the busty beauty Sun Xiujia, exuding a seductive aura,
looked down on Hu Wanshuang with malice.
A highly educated elite from the commoner class, Sun Xiujia had always looked down on
upper-class children like Hu Wanshuang. After being transformed into a sex slave by the Joyful Cult, her previously suppressed negative emotions were completely released.
Seeing her former high-ranking boss become such a slutty bitch, she couldn't help but feel a
sense of superiority.
The intellectual charm adored by her fans has been completely transformed into lewdness. Like a wicked succubus, Sun Xiujia
pressed her equally transformed F-cup breasts together, nipple to nipple, against Hu Wanshuang's snow-white, plump breasts.
"Ah... Sister Xiujia... this little slut's nipples... so tingly... so numb..."
"Hmm haha... Jia Nu... also feels good... so good..."
The two pairs of swollen, engorged, hard nipples collided back and forth. After being physically transformed by the Joyful Cult, both Hu Wanshuang and
Sun Xiujia's nipples possessed a sensitivity no less than that of a man's glans. Every collision, every flow of milk
, brought with it an impulse similar to a man's ejaculation. Just then, Hu Wanshuang, immersed in the pleasure of her nipples,
suddenly felt a tremendous impact and pleasure simultaneously emanating from her vagina and anus:
"Ahhhhhh!"
The man's penis and Sun Xiujia's artificial penis powerfully penetrated Hu Wanshuang's anus and rear,
rhythmically thrusting in and out. When the man's penis entered, Sun Xiujia's artificial penis withdrew
, and then when the man's penis withdrew again, Sun Xiujia's artificial penis re-entered.
Under the back-and-forth stimulation of the two, Hu Wanshuang's modified vagina, a hundred times more sensitive than a normal person's, not only
astonishingly swallowed two thick, enormous penises, but also brought her immense pleasure.
Meanwhile, watching the screen, Feng Yazhi was in the same position as Hu Wanshuang on the screen, being fucked
from both sides by Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia, who were holding vibrators. Looking at the dazed Feng Yazhi, Hu Wanshuang said in a daze
:
"Sister Yazhi, it's a pity that Master said he would only really touch your lewd and
lowly body when you are willing to be fucked. But it doesn't matter... Today, Shuangshuang will make you happy in place of Master."
Two powerful vibrators invaded Feng Yazhi's once sacred and inviolable mysterious flower garden
and anus from the front and back. Under the strong vibration of the two huge rods, her snow-white abdomen and waist made her round and delicate breasts transform into
endless waves of breasts. Completely controlled by the chip in the back of her head and her lust, Feng Yazhi imitated Hu Wanshuang
's moans on the screen, panting and groaning:
"Ah... Master... Master's big cock... and Sister Xiujia's big rod... so full... so big
... this little slut is about to die from being fucked."
Words she would never normally even consider, now flowed from Feng Yazhi's lips with increasing allure and
charm, especially her imitation of Hu Wanshuang's expression on the screen, licking her tongue and begging to be fucked—a
lewd and ingratiating posture that was enough to make one's bones go numb.
At this moment, Sun Xiujia chuckled, tearing open her black silk dress and, mimicking her own actions on the screen
, pressing her large breasts against Feng Yazhi's trembling, full, snowy breasts.
"Ah..."
As Sun Xiujia's large breasts assaulted her, Feng Yazhi felt an intensely blissful sensation in her nipples. This was
because the aphrodisiac within her breasts was being remotely activated by Naria in the next room.
Her already beautiful, rounded breasts became even more plump and majestic.
Driven by the continuous stimulation of hormones within them, a liquid known as "milk" began to be produced for the first time, drop by drop, moistening
Feng Yazhi's tender, red nipples from the inside out. The swollen, red nipples, stimulated by the aphrodisiac,
had every nerve inside incredibly sensitive. Each touch between them and Sun Xiujia's breasts and nipples produced
an urge similar to a man's ejaculation. With Feng Yazhi's wanton and alluring body swaying, her plump breasts seemed to take the initiative,
actively pressing against Sun Xiujia's large breasts, demanding even more pleasure.
"Hehe... Congratulations, Miss Feng, your lewd breasts are finally showing the initial signs of a 'slut'..."
Sun Xiujia, who was touching Feng Yazhi's breasts, was the first besides Nalia to notice
the lewd change in Feng Yazhi's breasts. Seeing Feng Yazhi pressing her proud breasts against hers, she smiled seductively with great pleasure.
As a proud woman with a high level of education, Feng Yazhi,
a peerless beauty who was perfect in terms of status, ability, personality, and appearance, was the one she envied the most. Seeing her step by step depravity, seeing her personality being changed
and twisted, was very pleasing to Sun Xiujia.
"Oh... Ahhh... The little slut's breasts, cunt, chrysanthemum, so beautiful... So beautiful! Ah ha...
Master, fuck the little slut to death... Every part of the little slut's body is the master's exclusive property... Ah
ah... The little slut is about to ascend to heaven..."
As the video progressed, Feng Yazhi felt herself floating in the waves of great pleasure, about to reach her climax.
The long-awaited climax, and then—
"Ahhhhh...ahhh...?"
Just as she was about to reach the ultimate climax, the pleasure in her body inexplicably subsided, leaving only unsatisfied
Feng Yazhi. Looking at Hu Wanshuang in the video, who was crying and spitting milk due to her climax, she murmured:
"Ah...climax...where's the climax?"
"Hehe, Sister Yazhi, without the master's permission, you can't get the climax that the master bestows upon you."
Hu Wanshuang, who was still vigorously fucking her with a vibrator, happily said the cruel thing.
In the next room, Nalia looked at the pleasure number of Feng Yazhi on the computer with a chuckle—3 (8).
The sexual sensation of Feng Yazhi's body had actually reached the level of "8" pleasure, which was enough for an extreme climax, but under
the brainwashing of the Joyful Cult's chip, the climax was cut off in her mind, leaving her stuck on the empty number "3"
.
"It's so...so uncomfortable...ah...what do I have to do...ah ah...what do I have to do...ah ah ah ah
ah ah...oh my god...Wanshuang...please tell me...how can I...how can I reach orgasm...
ah ah..."
Although her body was already hovering in the throes of orgasm, Feng Yazhi's mind was becoming increasingly calm and undisturbed. This contrasting
and chaotic feeling drove Feng Yazhi, who was already controlled by desire, almost to madness.
"Hehe... Sister Yazhi, just tell me... your real name."
"I... I'm called Feng Yazhi..."
"No... there's something more real... more sublime... a 'real name' bestowed upon you by your master."
"Then... what is that..."
Distressed, Feng Yazhi frantically tossed her long, flowing black hair. Tormented by her inability to reach orgasm,
the voice she had heard in her recent dreams echoed in her mind:
(You are...)
Ah...
(You are...)
Ah... I remember...
(You are...)
Feng Yazhi suddenly raised her head. Under the expectant gazes of Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia, she placed her hands on her full,
white breasts, pinching her sensitive, erect nipples. Her beautiful face was filled with emotion as she
spoke in an extremely joyful and submissive tone:
"I... my real name is 'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, my master's exclusive sex slave,
the happiest little bitch in the world."
The moment Feng Yazhi uttered the words "Sex Demon," a hazy blue wolf head symbol
flashed across her snow-white left breast. At the same time, a beeping sound came from the computer screen in the next room, followed by a
display:
"'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Brainwashing Level: 15%, Initial Brainwashing Complete. Physical Modification: 20
%, Sexual Implantation: 11%..."
Looking at the display, Nalia smiled slightly, her fingers tapping the keyboard, gently pushing Feng Yazhi's pleasure level
back to its original "8".
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Waaaaah... So touching, Sister Yazhi, congratulations! You've finally gained your master's approval and understand
the true nature of a woman... Waaaaah!"
The long-awaited climax, accompanied by a gush of milk and love juice, finally descended upon Feng Yazhi's body
. Lying on the ground, with two thick vibrators still inserted in her lower body, Feng Yazhi, her whole body convulsing from the intense pleasure yet
radiating happiness, and Hu Wanshuang, who cried tears of joy upon hearing Feng Yazhi's declaration,
were lying together, embracing and passionately kissing. Their two pairs of full breasts, squeezed together, leaked strands of milk
, as if hinting at the irreversible fall of the two sisters.
Meanwhile, Sun Xiujia, wearing black stockings and high heels, her upper body bare, crossed her arms
, further emphasizing her already enormous breasts, and said coquettishly to Feng Yazhi 　　 , who was still in the afterglow of her orgasm: "Miss 　　Feng
, today's 'Women's Autonomy' program is now over. I believe you have already grasped the true 　　 meaning
of 'women's liberation'." 　　 **********
... 　　 "Yes, sir. Although Feng Yazhi finally admitted to being a 'slut' today, it was only 　　because she was controlled by the chip. Once she regains consciousness, today's memories will be 　　hidden deep in her mind according to the instructions I set in the chip. Because even if she remembers, with her strong willpower, there's a more than 90% chance she 　　can completely erase and recover them. It's better to let the memories remain hidden until the crucial enslavement stage, when we can give her 　　a powerful blow to strengthen her will." 　　 Nalia bowed and briefly reported the data and information she had obtained to Li Feng. 　　 "Hmm...it seems we'll have to go through a lot of trouble." 　　 Li Feng commented calmly. 　　 "Destruction is easy, reform is difficult. It's simple to break her personality and make her completely succumb to lust. But since 　　we want to maintain her personality, even if we only temporarily ensnare her with desire, her strong will 　　will restore her to her former self once she regains her senses. However… with the help of Subject One, I've finally found a 　　barely perceptible 'flaw' in Feng Yazhi's almost perfect mind." 　　 After speaking, Nalia typed on the keyboard, enlarging the photographic file onto the computer screen. 　　 The photograph showed a 　　book that looked to be over ten years old, yet remarkably well-preserved. There was no title on the cover, only the delicate handwriting of "Feng Yazhi" in the lower left corner. The image 　　scrolled again, the book was opened, revealing densely packed writing. 　　 "Sir, this is Subject One's diary, obtained from Feng Yazhi's room when she was seven. 　　Feng Yazhi seems to have a habit of keeping detailed diaries. After carefully reading it, I discovered something very interesting, 　　sir."

Nalia pulled out a prepared text record and displayed it on the screen:
"So sad... If only I weren't the next heir of the Vermilion Bird family..."
"I really wish... I could be an ordinary woman, living a different life..."
"Dad won't let me play with dolls. He scolded me for indulging in such boring things..."
Nalia pointed to the many sentences on the screen and chuckled:
"I've long heard that the previous head of the Vermilion Bird family was too strict in raising his children. I didn't expect even his proud
daughter to have so many complaints. Based on my thought analysis of Feng Yazhi using the triangular chip, I can roughly conclude that
even now, Feng Yazhi still harbors a desire to 'live a different life.'"
"Hmm, not bad, but how do you plan to use this?"
Li Feng said with a hint of amusement.
"Hehe, this requires your permission, sir, to cultivate a 'second personality' for Feng Yazhi—a
lewd Feng Yazhi who despises her Suzaku family identity and enjoys experiencing new life. Please rest assured, sir, since this is
a desire that was originally in her heart, this second personality will not only not affect her true personality, but will also play
a crucial catalytic role in the process of her true personality becoming a 'slut',"
Nalia said excitedly, as if Feng Yazhi in the incubator had become her favorite toy doll
.
"Alright, as you wish. I'm also looking forward to seeing the new Feng Yazhi, whom you've personally trained."
"Yes, thank you, sir. Now, please take a look, sir. This is the final brainwashing procedure prepared for Feng Yazhi today
..."
Under Nalia's operation, the brainwashing hood, with many tubes inserted, slowly descended from top to bottom, completely covering Feng Yazhi 's sleeping 　　 face. Several needles were inserted into Feng Yazhi's breasts and 　　genitals.
Another round of brainwashing was about to
begin...
**********
... 　　 "Ya Zi, did I hurt you?" 　　 "No...it's nothing." 　　 In the brief discomfort, Feng Ya Zi quickly recalled that this was 　　the night before Long Wu Dao left to guard the frontier after handing over his duties to her, the night they had passionately made love at their home in Qinglong City. 　　 However, Feng Ya Zi noticed something amiss; her breasts, when did they become so 　　full and sensitive, causing her to moan repeatedly during Long Wu Dao's teasing. And facing Long Wu Dao's gentle thrusts, 　　she, who should have been very happy, felt a wave of emptiness and disappointment coming from her lower body. 　　 (Ah...harder...ah...Wu Dao...use more intense positions to play with Feng'er.) 　　 A heartfelt desire surfaced in her mind, but a woman's reserve and love for Long Wu Dao made the very 　　tolerant Feng Ya Zi silently endure, yet she couldn't help but complain, why did Long Wu Dao always use the same 　　missionary position, even though he was a very famous womanizer before they fell in love? 　　 In truth, Feng Yazhi had misunderstood Long Wudao. Feng Yazhi's unparalleled beauty was simply too ethereal, 　　her aura too sacred and untouchable. Furthermore, Long Wudao deeply loved her. Naturally, he treated her with utmost 　　care and tenderness, even during sex, to avoid leaving a bad impression before marriage. 　　 "Ah...ah ah...ah..." 　　 "Yazhi, I'm going to cum." 　　 "Wudao, cum, ah ah ah..." 　　 Feeling little pleasure, even her moans sounded weak. 　　The meager amount of semen ejaculated from that ordinary penis left her with a profound emptiness that required considerable effort to conceal from her expression 　　. Looking at her handsome lover gazing at her with love, Feng Yazhi vaguely remembered that this night, Long Wudao 　　had held her like this, whispering sweet nothings to her all night long. That's how it should have been… 　　 However, Long Wudao suddenly hesitated, saying with an embarrassed smile, 　　 “Yazhi, I'm leaving for the border tomorrow, and we'll be separated for a year. So, tonight 　　, can we play a little more intensely?” 　　 “Ah?” 　　 Feng Yazhi, her beautiful eyes wide, vaguely sensed that things shouldn't be like this. However, under the control of the brainwashing chip 　　, she was completely unable to think. Under the secret control of the chip, based on her love and tolerance for her lover, 　　coupled with the emptiness in her lower body, Feng Yazhi shyly said, 　　 “Yes, tonight, as you wish, Wudao.” 　　 Long Wudao then produced a strip of cloth and a rope from somewhere. Under Feng Yazhi's obedient gaze, 　　the cloth covered her eyes, and the rope bound her hands. Blinded, Feng Yazhi felt 　　an heightened sensitivity to touch on her skin, experiencing a subtle stimulation from her lover's large hands. 　　 However, what Feng Yazhi couldn't see was that her lover, Long Wudao, 　　had transformed into the powerful and imposing Li Feng while her eyes were covered—except for his voice, which was Long Wudao's distinctive tone as he spoke: 　　 "Yazhi, let's continue..." 　　 "Ah...ahhhhhh..." 　　 Before Feng Yazhi could react, Li Feng's penis, even larger and more imposing than Long Wudao's 　　, plunged deeply into her tender, red vulva. A long-awaited sense of fullness instantly filled her empty heart. 　　 "Oh...my god...how amazing..." 　　 Unable to see, Feng Yazhi's sensations in her vagina became even clearer; she could even feel 　　the bulging veins on his penis being enveloped and sucked by the warm flesh of her vagina. They were still in the missionary position, 　　but this time, Feng Yazhi felt an immense pleasure she hadn't experienced before. His penis moved rapidly in and out 　　of her beautiful body, drawing out strands of vaginal fluid. With her hands bound, Feng Yazhi could only 　　tightly wrap her long, beautiful legs around Li Feng's waist, crying out, 　　 "Just...just like that...Wu Dao, your penis...is so deep...so full...Feng'er feels so..."

"So good... ah..."
Next, Li Feng seemed to transform into a tireless lovemaking machine, each rapid thrust penetrating
deep into Feng Yazhi's core, then forcefully withdrawing. Feng Yazhi felt her body and soul
being slowly pushed to the heavens of desire under her lover's thrusts.
"Hoo..."
But, just as Feng Yazhi's body grew hot and her desire reached a certain height, Li Feng suddenly stopped thrusting
.
"Ah... why... why not continue..."
Blindfolded and her face flushed, Feng Yazhi pleaded coquettishly with her lover.
"Yazhi, I... I've thought of something even more exciting..."
Li Feng vigorously played with Feng Yazhi's already swollen and modified F-cup breasts, watching the
nipples leaking strands of milk, a playful smile on his face, speaking in the tone and manner of Long Wudao.
"You... what... did you think of again..."
Still in the throes of pleasure, Feng Yazhi felt a little strange. Why did her lover come up with so many new
ideas today? However, with her body firmly controlled and brainwashed, Feng Yazhi still lacked the ability to question or think
. Under the control of Nalia beside the computer, she nodded gently in understanding as Long Wudao was about to leave
.
"Yazhi... let's play role-playing."
"Role-playing...?"
Feng Yazhi frowned slightly in surprise as she heard her lover's soft breathing. Although she
didn't have much experience with sex, as the leader of the Vermilion Bird Clan, she had come into contact with all sorts of people. Through
this exposure, Feng Yazhi knew what Long Wudao meant by role-playing. However, the thought of playing
other characters still filled the proud Feng Yazhi with considerable resistance.
"Don't worry, Ya Zi, just be yourself. I'm the one who's changing roles."
"Huh?"
"From now on, I'll play Li Feng of the Canglang family, the sworn enemy of the four great families. And you, Ya Zi, will be
a lewd sex slave who outwardly loves Long Wudao but is actually infatuated with Li Feng's big cock and betrays the four great families."
As he said this, Li Feng even changed his tone back to his usual deep, magnetic voice, biting
Feng Ya Zi's sexy earlobe.
"Wudao, do you know what you're saying?!"
Feng Ya Zi was both shocked and furious. Although she was very tolerant of her lover, such words and content had far
exceeded her psychological principles. She tried to open the ropes binding her hands, but the seemingly weak ropes
were tightly bound to her hands, and even Feng Ya Zi, who had received professional training and whose strength was several times that of an ordinary person, could not break
free.
(How could this be? Ah...)
Feng Yazhi naturally didn't know that at this moment, her consciousness was in the false memories induced by the brainwashing hood,
so of course she couldn't break free from Li Feng's ropes. At this moment, inside her body, Li Feng's penis was slowly twitching
, causing Feng Yazhi, who was still in the throes of pleasure, to feel her delicate body slowly heat up again.
"Ya Zi, the pressure you're under in the Vermilion Bird Clan is too immense. Why don't you relax now and fantasize about becoming
a wanton woman?"
"How...how could I..."
Faced with her lover's gentle yet twisted words, Feng Ya Zi couldn't help but shake her head. However,
a vulnerable part of her heart was touched. She had indeed been
overwhelmed by the immense glory and pressure brought by the Vermilion Bird Clan. She had indeed thought how wonderful it would be if she weren't "Feng Ya Zi"...
"Feng Nu, does my Li Feng's cock make you happy?"
Li Feng vigorously kneaded Feng Ya Zi's round breasts, his huge cock thrusting faster and faster,
speaking in a domineering yet gentle tone.
"No...don't use Li Feng's voice...to speak...ah...Feng'er's head is getting weird
..."
Still resisting, Feng Yazhi helplessly discovered that not only was her body aroused, but her mind was also
gradually filled with desire. Hearing her lover's voice become Li Feng's, Feng Yazhi involuntarily began to fantasize
about abandoning her Suzaku family identity and begging Li Feng to fuck her and play with her body.
In reality, Nalia smiled slightly. Her hands rapidly typed on the keyboard. Following her commands, the brainwashing
headgear continuously injected several biological hormones into Feng Yazhi's head and continuously influenced her
thoughts with electromagnetic waves. At this moment, her breasts, firmly held by the giant straw, had their delicate nipples
being infused with Nalia's specially prepared modification solution through needles protruding from the straw. Coupled with the rapid thrusting of a specially made artificial penis into Feng Yazhi's vagina
, Feng Yazhi had no room to refuse.
Finally, Nalia looked at the newly popped-up program window:
"'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Master: Li Feng, Initial Loyalty and Desire Implantation Confirmed?"
Without hesitation, Nalia pressed the confirm button. The largest tube on the brainwashing hood slowly descended
, and a modification agent called "Love Slave Hormone," capable of influencing thought and stimulating love and obedience,
was slowly injected into Feng Yazhi's head through the needle hole.
Feng Yazhi, whose consciousness was in a state of false memory, shuddered. The sexual fantasies of Li Feng that she had initially resisted
were becoming clearer and clearer, and the excitement they brought her was becoming increasingly overwhelming. Her resistance was
weakening, and unable to bear the gradually expanding pleasure, she groaned again:
"Ahhh... Wudao... your penis... haha... so big... so full..."
However, as Feng Yazhi cried out "Wudao," Li Feng coldly withdrew his penis. Looking at
Feng Yazhi, who was burning with desire, he said coldly,
"Call me Li Feng."
As he said "Li Feng," Li Feng thrust forcefully into Feng Yazhi's vagina again, then withdrew
, lingering on her two wanton petals.
"Every time you call me Li Feng, I'll thrust into you."
"Wh...why is this happening..."
Even with the cloth covering her, Feng Yazhi's expression was a mixture of confusion and desire.
Her body, controlled by lust, and subjected to a brainwashing she herself was unaware of, had robbed her of her usual composure. A
voice kept echoing in her mind:
"It's just a game. Come on, call out 'Li Feng' to get more pleasure."
Time seemed to drag on endlessly. Sensing her sensitive breasts being constantly played with and kneaded,
Feng Yazhi, increasingly tormented by desire, finally let out a whisper as thin as a mosquito's thread:
"Ah... Li Feng..."
Hearing the sound, Li Feng smiled slightly, his enormous penis slamming hard into Feng Yazhi's clitoris before
withdrawing. At the same time, in reality, Nalia alluringly adjusted Feng Yazhi's pleasure level from 5
to 7, then back to 5.
Looking at Feng Yazhi's satisfied expression, Li Feng said in a deep voice,
"Come on, keep calling."
"Li Feng..."
The voice was slightly louder again, as if rewarding Feng Yazhi. Li Feng also increased his strength and
thrust into Feng Yazhi's vagina more forcefully. Of course, in reality, Nalia also adjusted Feng Yazhi's
pleasure level from 5 to 7 and then back to 5.
However, this only had the effect of one thrust, which tormented Feng Yazhi even more. Feeling her body
go from emptiness to fullness and then back to emptiness only made her desire boil more intensely and unbearably. So,
swaying her slender waist, Feng Yazhi began to slowly and continuously call out Li Feng's name:
"Li Feng... ah... Li Feng... Li Feng... ah ah... Li Feng... ah... Li Feng..."
Just as Feng Yazhi had hoped, with each call of Li Feng, the large penis and the feeling of fullness she craved completely
filled her body and mind. Even Feng Yazhi's buttocks
swayed vigorously in sync with the speed of Li Feng's thrusting penis, the layers of flesh inside her vagina swallowing and releasing, tightly enveloping the shaft, as if echoing
her master's greedy lust.
In her mind, Li Feng's cold and domineering image grew increasingly vivid. Hearing herself calling out Li Feng's
name and hearing the subsequent thrusting of his enormous penis, Feng Yazhi gradually began to see the man before her as Li Feng.
"From now on, I will play Li Feng of the Canglang family, the sworn enemy of the four great families. And you, Yazhi, will be
the lewd sex slave who outwardly loves Long Wudao but is actually intoxicated by Li Feng's huge penis and betrays the four great families."
Her lover's words still echoed in her ears, but at this moment, Feng Yazhi truly began to completely immerse herself in
the role-playing Long Wudao had described.
She herself… was a wanton woman who could betray Long Wudao for a penis. A forbidden image, never before conceived
, coupled with a deep, bone-chilling pleasure, began to dominate Feng Yazhi's sexual fantasies.
"Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng… Ahhhhhh."
Her jade-like face flushed red, her large breasts swaying. Feng Yazhi, who was always intelligent and witty and knew the inner workings of the four great families
, even began to imagine, amidst her own wanton cries, how she, now Li Feng's sex slave, would use her influence
to help Li Feng defeat the other three great families. Then, in front of the desperate Long Wudao, she would reveal her
naked, flawless, snow-white body, swinging her wanton, round, plump breasts, being fiercely fucked by Li Feng's huge penis.
Knowing full well that this was wrong, the forbidden pleasure was completely uncontrollable, urging Feng Yazhi
to imagine more lewd scenes, and the lewd moans from her mouth became increasingly seductive and alluring:
"Li Feng...you're so happy fucking Feng Nu's cunt...ah ah...Li Feng Li Feng...so good...Li Feng
...so good...ah ah...Li Feng...Feng Nu is an extremely lewd woman...Li Feng...Feng Nu
...actually betrayed the four great families for Li Feng...Li Feng's big cock...ah...Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li
Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng...ah ah ah!"
Under the brainwashing hood and the triangular chip, many lewd words were uttered by Feng Yazhi without thinking from her fragrant
red lips. Her sexy body, glistening with sweat, her round, firm breasts rippling in waves
, swelled with each thrust of Li Feng. Her buttocks, bearing the impact, became even more plump and swollen, causing Li Feng, who was thrusting into her from behind, to slap her
buttocks hard 　　 , saying in a deep voice ,
"Tell me, whose woman are you!"
"Li Feng! I... am Lord Li Feng's sex slave... ahh, Li
Feng, Li Feng, Li Feng... harder... 　　 Li Feng, Li Feng, Li Feng... 　　 ahhhhhh..." " Then, open your eyes 　　and look at me, shout it out loud." " 　　Li Feng... ah...? Li Feng... ahh ... 　　 "Hehe, add another 5mm of love slave hormones." 　　 Watching Feng Yazhi on the verge of climax on the screen, Nalia immediately took action. At 　　the same time, Feng Yazhi's pleasure level was raised from 7 to 8. 　　 Taboo, debauchery, lust, shame, slavery… words flooded Feng Yazhi's mind. 　　She couldn't think of why the man before her was Li Feng. Feng Yazhi only knew that she, who had always been chaste, had actually 　　had passionate sex with a man other than Long Wudao, and one who was the mortal enemy of the four great families. The immense shame and contrast brought 　　waves of ecstasy, pushing Feng Yazhi to climax after ecstasy. And the biggest tsunami hadn't even hit yet— 　　 "Hehe, this is an climax that many women never experience in their entire lives, Miss Yazhi." 　　 Saying words that were impossible for her to hear, Nalia raised the level to "9"—a 　　theoretically possible climax level second only to "10". "Li Feng 　　 ... 　　 Ohh 　　...

Yan was about to collapse completely to the ground, her engorged penis spraying copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Feng Yazhi
had reached the peak of her orgasm, completely losing control of her body.
Then, Li Feng, still standing, pulled her limp body up, pressing it against his broad chest. His massive penis
continued to move slowly within Feng Yazhi's vagina, this gentle stimulation prolonging her orgasm for another
ten seconds.
"Haha...I...I am Li Feng...Master's...sex slave...Feng slave...Feng slave...ascended
...no...I can't take it anymore..."
Only after a brief rest, with saliva still uncontrollably lingering in her mouth, did Feng Yazhi murmur incoherently. However,
Li Feng's cold voice came from behind her:
"What a selfish little slut. I haven't even ejaculated yet, how can you not? Come on, it's your turn now."
Li Feng manipulated Feng Yazhi's body after her orgasm, laying himself on the soft bed, while Feng Yazhi
sat on him in a lotus position.
After experiencing her climax and regaining some of her senses, Feng Yazhi sat on Li Feng's lap. In a brief silence and
under Li Feng's watchful gaze, she pondered for a moment, feeling the pulse of his penis within her honeyed orifice. A seductive smile appeared on her lips, revealing
a lewd expression she would never normally display:
"Yes... Lord Li Feng... is right... Now... let me... ahh... serve
your big cock..."
Her beautiful, plump buttocks began to undulate slowly. The exquisite "Vermilion Bird Valkyrie" Feng Yazhi
had transformed into an extremely lewd and alluring beast, sitting on Li Feng's lap and displaying a strange and wicked beauty.
(This is just... role-playing, it's... Wu Dao dressed up as Li Feng...)
"Ah... Master Li Feng, Feng Nu's cunt is being fucked so beautifully... so good..."
(After waking up tomorrow, he will turn back into Long Wu Dao...)
"Master, Feng Nu's wanton breasts also need Master's caresses... ahhh."
(So, let me... enjoy it a little longer.)
"Master's teeth are biting Feng Nu's nipples... Ah... Ahhhhhh..."
Finding a rationalization for her lewdness, Feng Yazhi sat on Li Feng's waist,
her shameless buttocks undulating as she held Li Feng's head with both hands, allowing his teeth and tongue to get closer and
more comfortable as they played with her sensitive, snow-white, plump breasts.
She cried out continuously, like a prostitute, swaying her lewd, supple waist, tightly
clamping Li Feng's thick penis. Looking at her own lewd posture, she suddenly remembered her vow—that in this
life, her pure and beautiful body belonged only to her fiancé, Long Wudao. Thinking of this, and looking at
her lover who looked exactly like Li Feng, the forbidden pleasure made Feng Yazhi let out high-pitched, lewd
cries.
However, this night of lust was not yet completely over. Unaware that she was being brainwashed and transformed, Feng Yazhi
gazed in a daze at the man before her, who was neither Long Wudao nor Li Feng, licking her sensual lips. She craved
more and more orgasms and pleasure.
Suddenly, a familiar sentence echoed in her mind:
(This...is...my true form...)
This sentence, like a spell, kept swirling in Feng Yazhi's mind, gradually becoming deeply ingrained in her subconscious
. At this moment, amidst her ecstatic moans and intercourse, 　　 she
took another important step in 　　her transformation into a 'slut'.
**********
... 　　 "No, sir, the situation isn't as rosy as you imagine. Feng Yazhi's current lewdness stems from her 　　love for 'Long Wudao.' Her brainwashing is only about 17% complete 　　." 　　 Hearing Li Feng's praise, Nalia, who was extremely insistent on training sex slaves, shook her head. 　　 "If you were to bring Feng Yazhi back to her senses now, without any brainwashing methods, and force her to repeat what just 　　happened in front of you, she would undoubtedly choose to resist to the death." 　　 "Hmm." 　　 "But please rest assured, sir, the brainwashing has already passed the crucial 10% stage. The next stage of brainwashing 　　will make Feng Yazhi sink even faster." 　　 Nalia pressed the control keys on the keyboard, and a movie instantly filled the screen. Li Feng recognized 　　it as a biographical film he had made to please him—"The Glory of the Demon Wolf"—portraying him 　　as a compassionate and indomitable hero. The excessively embellished words and fabricated content 　　made even the person being praised feel nauseous. 　　 "Hehe, this video is perfect for slowly reshaping Feng Yazhi's impression of you 　　. While Feng Yazhi is immersed in sex, this video will be 　　played in her mind hundreds of times at 32x speed. Combined with the 'love slave hormone' I injected, slowly, Feng Yazhi 　　's image of you will undergo a complete transformation..." 　　 Nalia explained the video's purpose to Li Feng, then respectfully said, 　　 "Then, sir, it's time for the 'bait' planted in the Vermilion Bird family to be deployed." 　　 "Hmm, after a thousand days of training, it's time for her to 'take effect.'" 　　 Li Feng nodded, granting Nalia's request. Looking up at Feng Yazhi's naked body in the cultivation tank, his 　　ambitious black eyes held an undisguised, fervent possessiveness. 　　 (It's almost here... One day, Feng Yazhi, I will make you devoted to me and become my woman.) 　　 [The Fallen Valkyrie] Chapter One: The True Form (End 　　 )

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