The Heroine's Tribulations

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Foreword to 　　"The Heroine's Tribulations"
: The martial world, besides the ever-present clash of swords, is also a place of brutal competition and elimination. No matter how dazzling you were, one wrong step can lead to an abyss of no return. This cruel world is especially brutal for female warriors, not only because of their inherent fragility but also because of their alluring beauty.
In the early Song Dynasty, after centuries of war, although Li Yu, the ruler of the Southern Tang, still struggled to hold on, the fall of the Southern Tang against the powerful Song army led by Zhao Kuangyin was only a matter of time. As centuries of war were about to end, not everyone eagerly awaited the unification of the country.
Murong Longcheng, a descendant of the Xianbei Yan Kingdom, rose from obscurity in the martial world. Although this master shone like a comet, he too vanished like a comet in a short time. But this unparalleled genius, after a two-year hiatus, once again roamed the martial world, defeating numerous masters with his strange "Star Shift" technique. Just as the martial world was gripped by fear, news suddenly spread that Murong Longcheng's "Star Shift" manual had been stolen. Along with the manual, the Murong family's secret treasure, the "Shenhe Fruit," essential for cultivating "Star Shift," was also stolen. The martial world was thrown into chaos. Countless young heroes dreamed of obtaining these two treasures and becoming the next generation of masters, but the vast majority of them met a tragic end. The three heroines in our story are examples of these fleeting, meteoric rises in the martial world…
As evening approached, the city gates were about to close. The guards were former soldiers who had lost a leg and spent the rest of their lives guarding the city gates. The old soldier yawned, picked up his cane, and gestured to his men to prepare to close the city gate. Just then, the sound of rapid hoofbeats echoed from the Luoyang road, followed by a delicate shout in a southern accent: "Wait! Don't close the gate!" The old soldier paused, peering out to see a chestnut horse galloping towards them. It was a fine horse, long-legged and with pointed ears, running like the wind. Had it fallen into Lü Bu's hands, it would undoubtedly be known as "Red Hare." Even more captivating was the rider, a beautiful woman.
The woman on horseback had a shapely figure, her youthful slender frame tightly wrapped in fine silk. Her full breasts rose high, exuding an alluring fragrance like ripe fruit. The woman seemed to have traveled quite a distance; the "dust veil" on her head was covered with a faint yellow tinge, but the snow-white, pointed chin revealed beneath the veil fluttering in the wind made the old soldier swallow hard. This was undoubtedly a beauty!
However, upon seeing the sword on the woman's back, the old soldier immediately tensed up. He shouted, "Dismount!" and drew his ever-present iron sword.
The woman on horseback was none other than Lü Qiutong, the "Golden Phoenix of Fujian," a female knight-errant whose fame had risen in the last six months, alongside "Yellow River Lotus" Shui Ningyue and "Flame Jade" Su Yuyao. A month ago, she had arranged to meet the two knights in Luoyang, but seven days ago she suddenly lost contact with them. In her anxiety, she traveled through the night and finally arrived in Luoyang before sunset today.
Taking out some loose silver coins and handing them to the rather disgusting-looking old soldier, Lü Qiutong pulled on the reins, and her horse reared up with a long, sharp neigh. The old soldier, who only had one leg, jumped back a few steps and fell to the ground, eliciting laughter from those around him. Amidst laughter, Lü Qiutong galloped into the city: "Miss, I'll treat you to a drink!"
The old soldier picked up the silver from the ground and weighed it in his hand; it was more than two taels. A man beside him asked with a grin, "Brother, you've got some extra money. How about it, treat the brothers to a drink?"
The old soldier chuckled twice: "You're still a kid, and you want to drink my wine?"
Lü Qiutong found the inn "Tongkeju" where they had agreed to meet a month ago, asked for a superior room, and inquired with the innkeeper if the two female warriors had been there. The greasy-faced innkeeper glanced at Lü Qiutong's full, almost bursting breasts, swallowed hard, and quickly shifted his gaze to the woman's waist. However, seeing the woman's slender waist accentuated by the white belt, the innkeeper felt his manhood rapidly rise. Although the counter blocked his view, he still involuntarily lowered his head: "I haven't seen the two women you mentioned..."
He wanted to say a few more words to Lü Qiutong, but Lü Qiutong, in a bad mood, had already turned and gone upstairs to her room.
After dinner, with the lamp lit, Lü Qiutong anxiously wiped her precious sword, her mind racing with thoughts of every detail before she and the other two lost contact.
This time, the three of them had joined forces for the "Star Shift Technique" and the "Canhe Fruit," two items that had been the talk of the martial arts world. Initially, Lü Qiutong learned of the Star Shift Technique in Suzhou, but that was the territory of the Murong family of Gusu. Even if she stole it, the Murong family might take it back. Although she had some reputation in the martial arts world, facing the Murong family of Gusu, she might not even have a chance to obtain the two treasures before losing her life. Despite her insatiable greed, she restrained herself. Later, she heard that the two items had crossed the Huai River to the north, and Shui Ningyue and Su Yuyao had jointly written to her proposing an alliance to seize the treasures. After much deliberation, Lü Qiutong finally decided to join them. A month ago, the three met in Jinan, because news had spread that the treasures were there. However, after a bloody battle, news came that the treasures had arrived in Henan. After discussing it, the three decided that there was likely someone manipulating things behind the scenes, and that acting together would make them too conspicuous. At Su Yuyao's insistence, they decided to split up. Knowing that her martial arts skills were the best among the three, especially her family's unique internal energy cultivation method, the "Jade Yin Scripture," which she had already mastered, ordinary thieves were no problem for her. Therefore, Lü Qiutong went to Henan alone. Along the way, the three maintained contact via carrier pigeon, but after receiving news of the other two arriving in Luoyang seven days ago, she had received no further word.
It was late at night, and the night air was cool. The watchman's cry of "Be careful of fire!" drifted through the night, sometimes near, sometimes far, making it difficult to pinpoint. The lights inside flickered, as if ghosts were about to arrive. Just then, the shopkeeper knocked on the door: "Heroine, I've come to bring you hot water. It's late, turn off the lights and go to sleep!"
Lü Qiutong opened the door, took the copper basin full of hot water from the shopkeeper, and slammed the door shut without even looking at him. The shopkeeper stood there stunned for a moment, subconsciously raising his hand to touch his nose, which hadn't actually been touched. He stood there for a while, then gritted his teeth, muttered a harsh word, and turned to leave. Lü Qiutong naturally paid no attention to the thoughts of a mere shopkeeper outside the door. She slammed the copper basin down on the table with a loud "ping," then, using the sound as cover, swiftly moved to the window, slowly pushing it open a crack. The city of Luoyang, which had been dotted with lights just moments before, was now pitch black. The slowly shifting streetlights were those of the night watchmen, and a crescent moon hung overhead like silver.
There seemed to be no disturbance around her. Lü Qiutong sighed and took off her outer garment, revealing the undergarment she wore underneath. Traveling the martial world naturally comes with many taboos and inconveniences, especially for female warriors like these. Not only were the so-called righteous sects their enemies, but the despicable lecherous thieves were their greatest enemies as well. Resting in an inn, one wouldn't be completely naked like at home. The undergarments worn were long-sleeved and covered completely, ensuring no accidental exposure should anything happen.
Lü Qiutong took off her outer garment, got up again to check that all the doors and windows were securely locked, then sat back on the bed and pulled down her trousers, revealing her lotus-colored silk undergarments. Unbeknownst to her, directly opposite her was a small, well-disguised hole, behind which the innkeeper, like a ravenous wolf, was intently watching her every move.
Lu Qiutong's thighs, sculpted from years of martial arts training, were remarkably firm, without an ounce of excess fat. Her snow-white skin gleamed with a warm, jade-like glow, inspiring an irresistible urge to caress them. The shopkeeper, at this moment, was already imagining his large hands gliding across her thighs, smoother than silk. The delicate, fair skin of her thighs was so tender that even the rough touch of his hands had turned it a deep red. Lu Qiutong stood up, her trousers falling to her feet in a round hem. Bending down to remove her mud-caked deerskin boots, her slender, beautiful feet clad in white stockings were immediately revealed to the greedy shopkeeper. For a woman, her feet are arguably the most private part of her body. Even after marriage and having fully explored the thirty-six arts of the bedroom with her husband, even after her most intimate parts—her private parts—have been thoroughly explored, she would still keep her feet well-hidden, never allowing anyone to easily touch them. Watching the beautiful female warrior slowly remove her stockings, her pair of white, delicate feet were revealed to the shopkeeper without reservation. In the dim light, her snow-white skin glowed softly like a piece of fine jade. Perhaps a little tired, the female warrior gently massaged her inner thighs, her ten slender, adorable toes curling and unfolding intermittently. It seemed she was saying to the peeping shopkeeper, "Come on, come on!"
The shopkeeper wiped the blood from his nose, his left hand unconsciously reaching towards his crotch, tightly grasping his long-erect member and rhythmically stroking it.
Lü Qiutong went to the copper basin, soaked the towel beside it in hot water, wrung it out until it was about 30% dry, and then began to wipe her neck and chest. Seeing the faint cleavage revealed by the slightly widened neckline of the female warrior as she wiped her body, the innkeeper whispered in a hoarse voice, "Take it off, take it off even more!" He'd only said a couple of sentences when he suddenly remembered that these martial arts practitioners seemed to have very sensitive senses; if she heard him, it would be troublesome. Thinking this, he quickly covered his mouth, but after a moment realized something was wrong. Looking down, he discovered he'd covered his mouth with his left hand, and a foul, fishy smell assaulted his nostrils! Although the smell was his own, the innkeeper still felt waves of nausea, as if he'd stuffed his own genitals into his mouth. While the innkeeper considered himself somewhat fond of various forms of sexual activity, he was not worthy of such "refined" pleasures! His stomach churned as if he was about to vomit, but fearing being discovered by Lü Qiutong, he forcefully suppressed the urge. When his attention returned to the beautiful scenery in the room, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!
Lü Qiutong wiped her neck and chest, intending only to feel a little better. However, it was better not to; her whole body felt the same, and she couldn't pinpoint any discomfort. But once those two areas were clean, the rest of her body felt sticky and incredibly uncomfortable. Seeing the large amount of hot water in the copper basin the innkeeper had brought, her cleanliness-conscious nature ultimately prevailed.
From this perspective alone, women are truly unsuitable for the martial world. Hundreds of renowned heroes emerge in the martial world every year, but how many are truly renowned female heroes? Even among those who achieve fame, how many can ultimately escape unscathed? They either die a violent death or become playthings of powerful martial artists. But humans always think that bad things happen to others and won't befall them; they believe they are blessed by heaven, destined for a series of extraordinary adventures and good fortune, ultimately soaring to the top and becoming the overlord of the martial world! They don't even consider how many overlords have actually emerged in the martial world over the years? Those were few and far between. Those potential overlords, if they were smart, would quickly find a bureaucrat to protect them, becoming their lackeys, taking the blame for their masters' murders and arson. Those less clever, like Wang Shuo, the "Mad Wolf of Zhongshan" from Zhen Ding Prefecture, thought that by becoming the adopted son of the former Zhen Ding Prefecture Prefect Shan Guanghui, they could do whatever they wanted. They didn't consider that even a prince would be punished for serious offenses like selling smuggled salt and casting copper coins; the lightest punishment would be a stripping of his title and a reduction in his salary. How much more so for his adopted son, a mere former prefect? Confiscation of his property and extermination of his clan were certain. The Song Dynasty was lenient towards scholar-officials; what kind of scholar-official was a mad dog who could only write the character "王" (king) the same way
on both sides? Lü Qiutong took off her undergarments, leaving only a snow-white bodice and underpants. Her smooth, rounded shoulders, her fair and tender skin, her flat and firm abdomen, and her long, snow-white legs were all laid bare before the shopkeeper's gaze. Her high, firm breasts were tightly encased in a small tube top, like ripe peaches; a light touch would release sweet juice, and a single lick would send a sweet sensation straight to the heart. Imagining his tongue licking the heroine's smooth, white breasts, the alluring fragrance emanating from her hot body flooded his nostrils like an inescapable enchantress. Before he knew it, his saliva had soaked the floor, forming a small puddle. Her
snow-white silk boxer shorts were short and tight, the legs barely reaching her thighs, bulging under her round, firm thighs—the vitality of youth was unstoppable! The alluring triangle between her legs bulged high like a snow-white bun, the shorts stretched so tight that the alluring white slit was visible beneath the silk. However, to the shopkeeper's surprise, despite his wide eyes, he saw no trace of hair beneath the shorts!
Could it be…? A jolt went through the shopkeeper's heart: Could this be a celibate woman? But faced with such beauty, he swallowed hard to calm his racing heart: So what if such a beauty is a celibate woman? Besides, I'm just having a good look; whether I'm truly aroused or not, what difference does it make?
Thinking this, the shopkeeper looked at her more closely. At this moment, Lü Qiutong had already begun wiping her body. Excess hot water from the towel, combined with the increased pressure from the woman's hands, dripped intermittently, leaving glistening streaks on her alabaster-like body. These streaks, like playful little snakes, snaked down from Lü Qiutong's high breasts to her slender waist, finally being intercepted by her white silk undergarments. As more and more water droplets accumulated, the small undergarments became soaked, turning semi-transparent, clinging tightly to the woman's pinkish body in the dim light, revealing a warm, fleshy hue.
The parched, fat shopkeeper's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets as he watched Lü Qiutong put down her towel, her slender hands touching her soaked underpants. She glanced around, seemingly to make sure no one was watching. The shopkeeper's heart nearly leaped out of his chest; he held his breath, afraid to utter a sound lest this chivalrous woman hear him.
Lü Qiutong finally grabbed the waistband of her underpants and slowly began to pull them down. The shopkeeper watched in disbelief as the woman's high, firm, white buttocks trembled, revealing half of her rounded shape. The narrow, dark slit between her buttocks seemed like a deadly abyss, sucking his very soul into it. Her
high, pink buttocks, her round, firm thighs, her smooth, flawless back, and her slender waist—completely disproportionate to the ripe, fruit-like buttocks below—this was the last thing the shopkeeper saw. A black figure silently appeared behind the innkeeper and easily snapped his neck. The innkeeper's obese body lay limply on the ground like a bloated lump of rotten flesh. The mysterious man in black effortlessly lifted the two-hundred-pound corpse and silently walked down the stairs. Inside the room, Lü Qiutong was still leisurely wiping her delicate body, completely unaware that soon this beautiful body would become the prized plaything of the most wicked man in the world! Midnight is
when everyone sleeps soundly, but for a wandering swordswoman, this is the time when vigilance is most crucial. Having roamed the martial world for so many years, Lü Qiutong had already slept for about two hours. She dressed, closed her eyes, and quietly waited for dawn to break. Just then, a barely audible, faint sound came from not far above her.
Lü Qiutong opened her eyes, her bright eyes revealing the girl's abundant inner strength and spirit. In the dead of night, any slight sound is suspicious. Lu Qiutong opened the door and looked downstairs. In the dim light, she saw the plump shopkeeper slumped over the counter, seemingly fast asleep, snoring loudly. The waiter occasionally turned over, seemingly used to his boss's snoring, but still expressed his dissatisfaction in his sleep, muttering incoherently.
Lü Qiutong closed the door, returned to her room, opened the window, and leaped into the darkness. The moment she jumped out, the snoring innkeeper stood up, his dark eyes still gleaming in the night. His snoring continued unabated as he walked upstairs and pushed open Lü Qiutong's door…
In the darkness, three burly men dressed in short clothes, seemingly members of the Canal Gang, were moving swiftly down the quiet street, carrying a large black sack. Judging from the heavy sack, all three were skilled martial artists. Lü Qiutong, marveling at the hidden talents of Luoyang, carefully observed the three men and what they were carrying. In the dim light, after following them for a considerable distance, Lü Qiutong could only conclude that they were carrying a living creature. The three men
stopped just before reaching the west gate of Luoyang, on Sipaifang Street, and disappeared into the shadows at a street corner. Then, a few intermittent, somewhat eerie bird calls echoed from the shadows. The calls were so realistic that Lü Qiutong felt a chill run down her spine. A
moment later, a few intermittent insect chirps followed, and the three men, carrying bags, entered the street. This was somewhat unexpected for Lü Qiutong; she had always preferred a clandestine exchange in the shadows, and these men dared to meet in the open. Although it wasn't a full moon, she believed the faint moonlight would be enough to see what was in the bags.
A moment later, a tall, elegant man dressed in white with a square headscarf emerged. After exchanging a few words with the three men, and seemingly exchanging a secret code, they received a heavy little bag from him. After checking it, they appeared extremely satisfied with the treasure inside. The burly, bearded man at the head of the group waved to two men behind him: a slender man and a muscular man with a build that could easily be a bodybuilder. These two men held the swaying bag, and the burly man personally untied the ropes binding the bag. With a tug, a beautiful, naked body, tightly bound, appeared before them. In the moonlight, Lü Qiutong felt her breath catch in her throat. The woman bound tightly with thin hemp rope, resembling a ball, and the body that stirred a strange pleasure within her was none other than "Flame Jade," Su Yuyao!
The usually valiant Su Yuyao was now covered in tears, her beautiful face devoid of any fortitude or strength, replaced only by deep fear and regret. She resembled a lost kitten facing a ferocious Tibetan mastiff, the whimpering from her mouth, gagged with a cork, like the kitten's last cry in desperation. If Su Yuyao could speak at this moment, she would surely cry out, "I want to go home!" But the hemp ropes covering her body, soaked with her sweat, would not grant this simple wish of the heroine. The thin ropes were bound with great skill; Su Yuyao's hands were tied behind her back, securely bound by several ropes wrapped around her chest, even her ten fingers were interlaced. Su Yuyao's proud braid was now being effectively used by her captors. A hemp rope was wickedly inserted into her delicate passage, rubbing her pink vulva until it was red and swollen, connecting to the end of her braid. If Su Yuyao lowered her head, the rough hemp rope tightening around her vulva would intensify the stimulation of her already overly sensitive labia. However, keeping her head up was not an easy task either. Su Yuyao's legs were also crossed and bound together, a strong hemp rope connecting her bound legs to her neck. If she raised her head, her crossed legs would rise, and the rope wrapped around her slender abdomen and inner thighs would tighten, making it difficult for the heroine to breathe. But if she lowered her head, the hemp rope, already soaked with her own juices, would rub against her labia and clitoris, leaving Su Yuyao feeling like she was dying.
The man in white watched with amusement as the beautiful woman, bound by her crossed legs and suspended by the hemp rope around her neck, was forced into a curled-up position, unable even to sit up, and would fall to the ground without support. He stretched out his large hand, one hand gripping Su Yuyao's chin, forcing the tearful beauty, her mouth gagged with a cork, to look up at him. His other hand vigorously kneaded the heroine's breasts, which were swollen and erect from being bound by fine silk threads, seemingly making them even fuller. Hearing the whimpers emanating from the heroine, Lü Qiutong could almost see the satisfaction and pleasure on the man's face. At
this moment, Lü Qiutong almost drew her sword to save her good friend, but seeing the four tall men who were clearly skilled in martial arts, she hesitated for a long time before deciding to lower her body and hide in the darkness, deciding to temporarily follow these mysterious members of the Canal Gang to see if she could make a greater discovery.
After the four men left the trading location, Lü Qiutong jumped out from her hiding place. She arrived at the location of the transaction and looked around in the direction the two groups had left. Although the Canal Gang had many members, they seemed to have only practiced some rudimentary external martial arts. While they appeared numerous and powerful, they were merely stronger than the average person; they wouldn't pose a significant problem against a true martial arts master. On the other hand, the man in white, though seemingly a scholar, easily lifted Su Yuyao's bundle with one hand, effortlessly demonstrating a foundation in internal martial arts. After a brief moment's thought, Su Yuyao decided to follow the three members of the Canal Gang to see if they could find any information.
As for whether her good friend would suffer the humiliation at the hands of the man in white, judging from Su Yuyao's alluring, bound body, it was clear that this beauty had already been thoroughly enjoyed. No normal man could remain unmoved by such a beautiful woman. Even Lü Qiutong herself, looking at those fair, slender legs like jade pillars, couldn't help but think: "I wish I could swallow this beauty whole!"
The curfew was nothing more than a joke played by the Song Dynasty's steward for these corrupt officials of the Grand Canal Gang. Not long ago, Li Shuangjiang, the leader of the Bianhe branch of the Grand Canal Gang, nicknamed "Water-Floating," was imprisoned in Kaifeng Prefecture for trafficking his concubine. According to the laws of the Song Dynasty, trafficking children under the age of five was punishable by beheading. The girl, clearly five, somehow appeared to be six, and even so, Li Shuangjiang was to pay the price of thirty strokes of the cane and exile for 1500 li. However, it is said that one night, Li Shuangjiang's wife secretly slipped into the outer residence of Judge Cui of Kaifeng Prefecture…
Three days later, Li Shuangjiang was spared exile because of his meritorious service in transporting military supplies four years prior, and was released after only twenty strokes of the cane. This was the 15th time in the past four years that Chief Li had been exempted from punishment for this reason.
Although the Zhonghe Gang, to which Zheng Zhuang, Liu Jiu, and Hua Tou belonged, wasn't as powerful as the Bianhe Gang, they still controlled the vegetable transportation in Bianjing, and even the government had to give them some face. Although they encountered patrolling officers several times along the way, they simply nodded and let it pass.
Seeing how familiar these people were with the route, Lü Qiutong vaguely guessed that this was probably not their first time doing this.
After circling around a few times, the three of them arrived at an ordinary house, opened the door, and went inside. Lü Qiutong used her lightness skill to leap onto the courtyard wall. The lights inside were already on, and the sounds of men laughing and talking could be heard coming from inside.
Lightly jumping down from the wall, Lü Qiutong hid in the darkness and tiptoed to the window, peeking through the paper windowpane. She saw that the room had a bluestone floor, and tables and chairs were all there, clearly indicating that this was the place where the three of them lived for a long time. However, the main room she saw was only lit by a small oil lamp. In the center of the room stood a low square table, piled high with leftover food. Beside the table was a large reclining chair, bound with thin hemp ropes, and with traces of dripping wax in some places. The lewd laughter of the three men emanated from the bedroom behind the blue curtain.
Lü Qiutong crouched low and silently approached the bedroom window. The sight that greeted her through the small hole made her heart race instantly.
A steel knife lay beside the bed, and the three men had already pulled down their trousers, revealing six hairy thighs. One of the men, who appeared to be the leader, jumped onto the bed and pushed a brand-new quilt from the innermost part of the bed towards the window. Two of his henchmen, leering, held the quilt down, and with a shake from all three, the person wrapped inside rolled out.
Lü Qiutong's hair stood on end in that instant: the person bound like a large gift package inside the quilt was none other than Shui Ningyue!
A tall, beautiful woman with long, jet-black hair cascaded across the snow-white sheets, highlighting her smooth, jade-like skin. Her cherry-like lips, gagged with a red gag, oozed clear saliva, making them appear as moist as spring petals. Thin ropes descended from her fair neck, tightly binding her full breasts together. Her hands, tied behind her back, made her breasts appear even higher and fuller, like a horizontal "8." A light sheen of sweat seeped from her deep cleavage, exuding a faint, feminine fragrance. On her fair, flat abdomen, where the lines of muscle were faintly visible, exquisite tortoise-shell bindings resembled the captivating patterns on a work of art. Her small navel hid between the ropes, appearing and disappearing with her struggles and breaths. A malicious rope emerged from the turtle shell on the female warrior's abdomen, tightly constricting her high, white, hairless mons pubis, which resembled a small bun. The two ropes, one from her groin and the other from her anus, converged at her rear, forming a tight
knot that rubbed against her delicate labia and alluring pink clitoris. Her breasts were high and firm, making her waist appear even more slender and delicate. Below her tiny waist, her rounded buttocks were as full and tempting as ripe autumn fruit. Her smooth, pink buttocks were raised high, their slippery tips seemingly unaffected by gravity. Her legs were incredibly slender, as if sculpted from jade. The rope bound her straight, pink legs tightly together, without a single gap, as if they had never been separated since birth. The ropes at her knees and ankles limited her leg bending. The thin ropes binding her from head to toe not only gave this slender, tall beauty a bewitching allure, but also, while maximally depriving her of the ability to resist, preserved only a minimum level of self-defense.
Upon seeing the three men, the beauty's face showed the terror of a lamb before a wolf. Gagged, she couldn't cry for help, only able to whimper to indicate she hadn't submitted, or perhaps merely as a symbolic plea. Accompanying the whimpers, cool saliva flowed down the heroine's delicate chin to her smooth neck, quickly trickling into her deep cleavage, making her fair, rounded breasts gleam.
"Hey, why is this little slut rolling all the way to me? Did you enjoy being fucked by me?" Liu Jiu, with his messy hair, pointed mouth, and monkey-like face, stretched out his black hands, which looked like chicken claws, and stroked the heroine's rounded hips. The smooth skin even made his hands feel unsteady, and in a flash, they reached into the heroine's wet and hot buttocks. "Boss, how about I give her a good massage here?"
A burly man with a tangled head of hair, like a tangled mess of grass, played with Shui Ningyue's pair of pink and tender feet and said, "Go to hell, can you compare to the boss's endowment? With your toothpick-like thing, be careful it sticks out in this little girl's back door."
"The enchantress's face is like a flower glistening with dew, her jade-like body radiating light in her rear courtyard." The eldest brother, Zheng Zhuang, smiled as he sat cross-legged, watching Shui Ningyue turn away to face him in order to avoid Liu Jiu and Hua Tou. His enormous member stood erect, slapping against the heroine's delicate face. "Heroine Shui, don't you like my two brothers?"
Shui Ningyue kept her eyes tightly shut, refusing to look at the thick, black, and long member before her, its glans purplish-black and its fleshy ridges as hard as steel knives. She could only humiliatingly endure the hard member slapping her face.
"Open your eyes!" Zheng Zhuang was very dissatisfied with Shui Ningyue's evasive attitude. Her continued avoidance meant that the heroine's pride hadn't been completely destroyed by the recent acts of rape. It seemed the three of them would give this young lady enough rest by going out for the day. He pinched her small, bean-sized nipples tightly. "If you don't open your eyes, the three of us will give you a good one tonight. Old Nine is going to give her an enema first."
The sharp pain in her nipples didn't make Shui Ningyue yield, but upon hearing about an enema, she immediately opened her eyes. Her charming peach blossom eyes were filled with terror. She couldn't express her submission in words, only nodding repeatedly and making whimpering sounds, like a little bitch who had done something wrong and hoped for her master's forgiveness.
"Hmph!!" Zheng Zhuang sneered, "Still putting on airs. Don't forget you're just a toy now. Does the master need to consult a toy about how he wants to play with you?"
"Boss, are we still going to give her the enema or not?" Liu Jiu asked.
“Enema, why wouldn’t you? What if I shove a load of shit on you? Right, my little bitch!” Zheng Zhuang said with a lewd grin, pressing his glans against Shui Ningyue’s nostrils.
Hua Tou scratched his hair: “Boss, this little girl has only been drinking honey water for the past three days, how could she possibly have shit?” Shui
Ningyue’s pretty face had turned bright red from the three men’s constant “shit, shit, shit”s, after all, no girl is unclean, but hearing Hua Tou’s words was like hearing the gospel of liberation. She looked at Zheng Zhuang pleadingly, twisting her buttocks from time to time, as if to say: “I’m very clean, don’t give me an enema!”
Zheng Zhuang touched his pair of full breasts and said: “Well, it’s not bad to be a little clean… Who!” Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zhuang looked up and saw a small, round hole in the corner of the window facing him. The old sparrow, who had been wandering the world for more than twenty years, immediately realized that someone was outside. After a loud shout, he raised his hand and threw a sleeve arrow at the window.
Lu Qiutong, watching from outside, blushed and felt hot. For a young woman who had only secretly glimpsed erotic paintings in her master's room, what she was seeing was something she would never have imagined even in a brothel. Suddenly, Lu Qiutong felt unbearably hot, as if she were in a furnace. The area between her trousers became unbearably itchy, a sticky, hot body making her lower body feel slippery and oily. If it weren't for the inappropriate location that preserved Lu Qiutong's last shred of reason, she would have reached into her trousers and thoroughly rubbed that troublesome area. In her agitation, she might have overlooked some things—perhaps the heavy breathing, or the sounds from her slightly numb legs. A hidden arrow shot out of the window, grazing Lu Qiutong's cheek, nearly disfiguring the heroine.
Lü Qiutong leaped into the courtyard, drew her sword, and shouted, "Listen up, you thieves inside! I'm 'Golden Phoenix of Fujian,' Lü Qiutong! Come out and face your deaths! You're surrounded!"
After a few breaths, the door opened, and three burly men jumped out, their trousers already on. The leader was Zheng Zhuang, who had just fired the hidden arrow. His steel blade gleamed, and he grinned maliciously, "I was just worried about having a good piece of meat to deliver, and now you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep! Now the 'Three Heroines' are complete!" With that, the three men pounced on Lü Qiutong, and a fight broke out.
Lü Qiutong was quite uncomfortable with their direct, non-verbal fighting style. She had imagined a proper introduction, a declaration of justice, and a counter-argument until one side was speechless before the fight began. But in the capital of the Song Dynasty, a private brawl would only attract the attention of the neighbors and even the authorities if it dragged on. Besides, wouldn't it be the same as capturing her first and then questioning her? Why all this nonsense?
Just as Lü Qiutong had predicted, the three men only possessed rudimentary external martial arts skills. However, having roamed the martial world for over twenty years, their teamwork was incredibly refined. Although Lü Qiutong's martial arts surpassed any of them individually, she was still completely suppressed and nearly captured.
You might ask, Lü Qiutong, a rising star among martial arts masters, shouldn't be able to escape even if she couldn't defeat these ordinary members of the Canal Gang. How come she was about to be captured?
The truth is, there are many taboos and restrictions in martial arts duels among so-called masters. For example, one can't use a trick like "the monkey steals the peach" to chop off another's foot. Or, for instance, "I'm 20 years old, my external martial arts are at their peak, but my opponent is the son of someone who saved my father's life; I have to lose to him out of respect for our past life." Sometimes, these martial arts practitioners are no different from镖局 (security escort agencies); martial arts skills are one thing, but more important are connections and networks.
Lü Qiutong's rise to fame was inseparable from her privileged background. Her family had originally been surnamed Mei during the previous dynasty, and one of them was the mother of an emperor. Later, after the An Lushan Rebellion, to escape the persecution of the emperor, a branch of the family changed their surname to Lü. While the main family gradually declined, the Lü family rose to prominence in officialdom, with Lü Qiutong becoming the military governor of the Minyue Kingdom, a powerful and influential figure. This made it easier for Lü family members to navigate the world of martial arts.
These three men today were ruthless in their attacks on the female warrior. Attacking her groin was child's play; a woman's buttocks and breasts are practically undefended against martial arts masters, yet these men specifically targeted those areas, leaving the inexperienced Lü Qiutong flustered. Only now did she understand why the Beggars' Sect was the largest sect—sparring between masters was rare. Most of the time, it was a contest between ordinary members, and these low-level techniques were incredibly powerful! What surprised Lü Qiutong even
more was that she was now feeling slightly tired, while these men, who seemed to have no internal strength, remained energetic and showed no signs of fatigue.
After a short while, Lü Qiutong, dressed in black night clothes, was panting heavily, drenched in sweat, only able to parry but unable to retaliate. She forcefully deflected Liu Jiu's cunning and unpredictable steel blade attacks, ducked to avoid Hua Tou's iron fist, and looked up to see Zheng Zhuang kicking at her. Unfortunately, her skills were rusty, and she couldn't dodge the kick. Left with no choice, she gritted her
teeth, closed her eyes, and held her sword horizontally in front of her chest, taking the blow head-on. The kick was incredibly powerful, snapping the sword in two, and sending her flying backward. Lü Qiutong felt her internal organs churning, her blood surging, and her internal energy surging wildly within her meridians. This kick had actually caused her internal injuries!
Lü Qiutong struggled to her feet, forcibly suppressing the blood in her mouth, and stared blankly at her broken sword.
Hua Tou slung his knife over his shoulder: "Brother, is this little girl scared out of her wits by your kick?"
Liu Jiu flattered him from the side: "Brother's power is extraordinary! That kick truly splits mountains and shatters rocks, far surpassing those so-called internal martial arts masters!"
Zheng Zhuang patted his iron-tipped boots: "Decades of hard training and you still can't beat this simple piece of iron? We may have low martial arts skills, but we know how to use our brains. You think you can roam the martial world with just a broken sword? Strip this little girl naked, tie her up, play with her until you're done, and then sell her."
"Brother, this little girl said she has helpers," Hua Tou asked.
"Idiot, you actually believe that..." Before Liu Jiu could finish speaking, there was a whooshing sound in the air, and a pebble accurately struck Liu Jiu's Shuiyue acupoint in the chest. The intense pain immediately caused Liu Jiu to collapse to the ground, unable to speak.
Zheng Zhuang gasped, immediately drawing his sword to his chest to protect his vitals: "Hua Tou, take Lao Jiu and get out of here! This man is a true master; killing us is like killing ants!"
Hua Tou quickly agreed, hoisted Liu Jiu onto his shoulder, and ran. This time, there were no flying stones. Seeing this, Zheng Zhuang clasped his hands in a fist salute: "I don't know where I offended this master; I beg your forgiveness!" He then ran off, leaving behind a dumbfounded Lü Qiutong, who was still unaware of what had happened.
Lü Qiutong struggled to her feet and went into the room. She saw Shui Ningyue lying on the bed, her head resting on the covers. Hearing someone enter, she saw Lü Qiutong's terrified eyes instantly transform into a bittersweet relief, and tears streamed down her face, soaking the white bedding.
Lü Qiutong looked at Shui Ningyue trembling, her smooth, round, pink buttocks bound by ropes of some unknown material like two round white steamed buns. The slippery feeling in her crotch became clear once again. She quickly stepped forward, trying to remove the gag from Shui Ningyue's mouth. After several attempts, she discovered a golden disc on the back of her head, bearing what appeared to be coded numbers—a sophisticated coded gag. Unable to remove it, Lü Qiutong tried to use her broken sword to cut the ropes binding Shui Ningyue, but the ropes were both strong and elastic. Lifting a section of rope caused all the ropes to tighten, especially those around her genitals, which dug deep into her tender flesh, causing Shui Ningyue to burst into tears.
By this time, the neighbors' voices had grown louder. Lü Qiutong dared not delay any longer. She said, "Sister, bear with it for a moment!" Then she rolled Shui Ningyue up in the blanket again, hoisted her onto her shoulder, and left the house. As she left, she knocked the oil lamp over the bed, and within moments, flames roared up. The surrounding people were busy putting out the fire, and no one noticed someone carrying a rolled-up blanket and running away at breakneck speed.
Having hurried all the way to the inn where she was staying, Lü Qiutong had already taken off and thrown away her night clothes on the way. She had originally planned to carry Shui Ningyue and use her light-footed skill to enter her room through the window, but as soon as she tried to focus her energy, a sharp pain shot through her dantian, and cold sweat poured down her body.
Just then, the inn's lights came on, and she heard the innkeeper's voice: "Xiao Mo, go see what's going on outside. Is there a fire?"
Lü Qiutong knew that it was impossible to enter the inn unnoticed at this point. She simply drew her broken sword, grabbed the blankets, and kicked the door violently. After forcing the door open, she ignored the strange looks from the waiter and the innkeeper, threatening the innkeeper with her broken sword that she would kill them if they dared to reveal her secret.
Upstairs, she placed Shui Ningyue on the bed. After fiddling around for an hour, she finally discovered a small button above the combination lock on the back of the gag. The combination lock was just a bluff; with a gentle press of the button, the strange ropes would untie themselves.
Regaining her freedom, Shui Ningyue removed the gag from her mouth, completely disregarding her naked body, and hugged Lü Qiutong, bursting into tears. Lü Qiutong gently patted Shui Ningyue's back, comforting the terrified and humiliated girl, finally calming her down. Lü Qiutong went downstairs, took out an ounce of silver, and told the innkeeper to quickly prepare a table of fine food and wine, as well as hot water for a bath.
The innkeeper glanced at the ounce of silver on the table, swallowed hard, and finally gritted his teeth, leaning over the table, saying, "Okay, wait a moment. I'll get it done as soon as possible!"
Returning to the room, he pushed open the door and heard a scream, startling Lü Qiutong. He thought some other villain had come, but upon closer inspection, he saw Shui Ningyue completely covered, trembling on the bed.
About fifteen minutes later, the waiter surnamed Mo pushed open the door and brought in the food and bathwater. After busying himself with the task, he received a dozen or so copper coins as a reward before turning to leave. Disgusted by the waiter's mercenary demeanor, Lü Qiutong didn't even glance at him, let alone notice the strange smile that played on his lips as he closed the door.
The aroma of the food brought a long-lost sense of happiness to the ravenous Shui Ningyue. She sat at the table, draped in a sheet, and devoured the food, completely abandoning her former purity and elegance, looking more like a starving ghost. In moments, the entire table of food was gone, and Lü Qiutong then gave Shui Ningyue a bath, changing her into her own clothes.
Perhaps it was the fullness of the meal, or perhaps the warmth of the bath, but the fear in Shui Ningyue's eyes gradually faded. After a while, she suddenly began to recount her and Su Yuyao's terrifying ordeal.
Shui Ningyue and Su Yuyao had arrived in Bianjing City seven days prior, only to find it a chaotic place, the news of the "Ginseng Fruit" drawing all the lecherous men who sought out foul-mouthed pleasures. No martial artist here is safe now; everyone could secretly assassinate them to reduce their competition for the Ginseng Fruit.
After searching for two days without success, the two narrowly escaped being ambushed twice. For safety, they decided to temporarily hide in Shui Ningyue's villa outside the city, waiting for Lü Qiutong to arrive before making further plans. However, on their way out of the city, they drank a pot of tea at a roadside stall run by the canal gang. Perhaps the strong, fishy smell of the tea masked the anesthetic, or perhaps it was some high-grade anesthetic, but when they realized something was wrong, their vision blurred, their limbs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, dizzy and disoriented.
Seeing the two women lying unconscious on the ground, Liu Jiu chuckled and carried one of the sleeping beauties into the house.
Zheng Zhuang, sipping tea and fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, watched Liu Jiu bring in two beautiful women and said, "Finally, we've got these two virgins. Old Jiu, go inside and tidy them up. Take them back to the manor tonight; we're going to have some fun these next few days!"
Liu Jiu chuckled and tossed the two women onto the dark, dirty wooden bed in the inner room. Looking at the two sleeping beauties, Liu Jiu couldn't help but whistle. Then he jumped onto the bed and began undressing the two women.
Boots, belts, tops, tube tops, trousers, underpants, and even the white handkerchiefs covering the two women's private parts were stripped off by Liu Jiu. Now, both women lay naked on the bed, their breasts, due to years of martial arts training, still standing tall even when lying flat, seemingly displaying their defiance.
Liu Jiu took a bundle of oil-soaked hemp rope from under the bed, spat into his palm, and began to bind Shui Ningyue and Su Yuyao.
Shui Ningyue was taller than Su Yuyao by a full half-head, and her long, slender legs were particularly alluring, making her Liu Jiu's first creation.
Her arms were twisted behind her back, palms facing each other, and the hemp rope wrapped around her shoulders like a winding snake, fixing Shui Ningyue's arms immobile. Then Liu Jiu lifted Shui Ningyue's legs and rested them on his shoulders. His large, calloused hands, calloused from years of hard work, lovingly caressed her alluring, long, slender legs, from thigh to calf, and back again, as if admiring a flawless work of art.
Liu Jiu pushed her legs up to her chest, pressing her calves tightly against his thighs. He pressed his weight entirely onto her, and Shui Ningyue's breathing instantly became heavy, her face flushing red from the difficulty breathing, making her look incredibly cute. Liu Jiu thoroughly enjoyed this feeling; in his view, it was a form of mental rape. Different people have different experiences, and compared to physical rape, this mental rape currently brought Liu Jiu greater pleasure. He reached out and caressed the heroine's smooth, jade-like, round buttocks, his hand tracing her hips, across her slender waist, and finally reaching her firm, bamboo-shoof-like breasts. Supported by her knees, her breasts appeared even fuller and more alluring. A thin hemp rope tightened around her deep cleavage, looping twice around the base of her high, fragrant breasts, transforming the alluring mounds into a captivating figure eight.
Seeing the heroine's increasingly rapid breathing, Liu Jiu kissed her playful nipple before propping himself up and abruptly spreading her legs wide, almost forming a perfect split. This revealed her alluring vulva to Liu Jiu without reservation.
Liu Jiu frowned at the lush pubic hair, somewhat disgustedly reaching out to stroke Shui Ningyue's dark, glossy pubic hair. For some reason, Liu Jiu had absolutely no interest in this abundant pubic hair. Although his boss had repeatedly scolded him for always shaving the women, saying it made them look like "money-losing white tigers" and lowered their price considerably, Liu Jiu remained obstinate. Helpless, Zheng Zhuang could only let him be.
Liu Jiu took a hot towel that had been prepared beforehand and gently applied it to Shui Ningyue's garden area, rubbing it lightly. After a moment, feeling that the hair had softened from the heat of the towel, he took out a small medicine jar, poured out some white ointment, and evenly applied it to Shui Ningyue's triangle area. The pubic hair was completely covered by the white ointment, like a snow-covered grassland in winter. He then took a razor and gently shaved the dark hair clean. The sharp razor moved lightly across the delicate skin, making a "shush-shush" sound, like silkworms eating mulberry leaves.
After cleaning again with the hot towel, the pink and tender triangle area appeared before Liu Jiu's eyes. Touching her labia majora, he inserted his index finger into the woman's tightly closed, clam-shell-like garden. Satisfied, he lowered his head and gently kissed her high, white mons pubis. Then, he tied her pink legs together, soles facing each other, and led two ropes from her knees to her arms, which were tied behind her back. This forced Shui Ningyue's back to bend forward, like a steamed shrimp. Looking at his work, he felt something was missing. Liu Jiu turned the woman over so she was lying face down on the bed. Though she was supposed to be face down, only her knees and forehead were on the ground. Looking at the hair tie around her head and her ten slender fingers, limp and unsteady in her sleep, she didn't resemble the Guanyin he had imagined. Liu Jiu realized he had forgotten something. He untied the hair tie from Shui Ningyue's head, and her coiled hair fell loose. Only then did Liu Jiu notice a small jade ring at the base of her hair, which held it in a ponytail.
Liu Jiu took the silk hair tie and bound each of Shui Ningyue's ten fingers, so that Shui Ningyue would constantly pray for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas. Then, her ten toes, which resembled silkworms, received the same treatment, tied in a corresponding manner, and a thin rope was drawn from her ankles and hung around her neck. In this way, the Water Maiden was completely curled up, her slender body displaying amazing flexibility. Liu Jiu even felt that he could lift this fleshy ball in one hand and play with it. Finally, he rolled Shui Ningyue's handkerchief into a small ball and stuffed it into her mouth, then took out a cork gag and plugged her charming cherry mouth. That would be the end of it... No, he forgot the most crucial step!
Liu Jiu slapped his forehead, jumped off the bed, took out a small copper gourd from a hole in the wall, and poured out some pink ointment. This was the domineering aphrodisiac "Trembling Voice." After careful observation, Shui Ningyue could be said to be a virgin. For these budding flowers, Trembling Voice was the best tool to destroy their body and mind. He untied the hemp rope binding the heroine's vulva, and his rough fingers gently applied the pink ointment to her tender labia majora, sliding it up and down the alluring crevice, paying particular attention to the clitoris atop her breasts. The trembling, seductive voice was indeed domineering; in just a short while, Liu Jiu felt the heroine's passage begin to moisten and uncontrollably twitch and contract.
Liu Jiu took a black cloth and blindfolded Shui Ningyue, then stuffed her into the large bundle he had prepared beforehand.
After tying the bag shut, he began to deal with the unconscious Su Yuyao. The two were essentially the same, the only difference being that Shui Ningyue had run out of hair ties, so he couldn't bind Su Yuyao's toes as well, and could only cross her legs and tie them to her chest.
After dark, Zheng Zhuang returned to the house with a bottle of wine and asked, "Is everything ready?"
Liu Jiu chuckled, lifted the curtain to show his elder brother two large cloth bags on the bed in the room: "Elder, it's been ready for a while. Have you taken care of those military officers? Make sure nothing goes wrong on the way."
Zheng Zhuang said, "You don't need to worry about that. We'll set off when it's completely dark. This Song emperor is really something, he doesn't even have a curfew at night anymore. I still feel a bit strange. Open that bag and let me see what it's like."
Liu Jiu turned and went into the house, picked up a slightly wriggling bag and gently placed it on the ground, as if worried that his rough hands might hurt the lovely thing inside.
"Ninth Brother, when did you become so refined? You weren't this careful when you were deflowering those virgins back then."
"Boss, this is different. Just look at the stuff in here and you'll know what a real beauty is!" Liu Jiu said while untying the bag's rope. "This chick should be awake by now. Boss, you can see how slutty she is! I used a trembling voice to charm her."
The rope was untied, and the boss's eyes lit up. Inside the bag was a delicate beauty crying with tears streaming down her face. Clear saliva kept flowing from her cherry-like mouth, which was gagged, making her pink lips glisten and tempting one to taste them.
Liu Jiu held down the female knight Shui Ningyue's head, otherwise, the tightly bound woman, with only her two pink buttocks touching the ground
, would have fallen over. He lewdly laughed, "Boss, how about it? Look at this piece of trash, and then look at my skills." Seeing these villains, the female knight, who had been so valiant not long ago, let out a "woof woof" sound like a bullied kitten, seemingly pleading for help or for mercy.
Looking at the beautiful female knight, bound tightly, with her curves in all the right places, Zheng Zhuang couldn't help but feel lustful. He squatted down, grabbed the female knight's chin, and lifted her pretty face to examine Shui Ningyue's tear-streaked face with great interest. Watching these so-called noble heroines struggle helplessly in his hands, allowing him to bully them at will, always gave Zheng Zhuang the greatest pleasure. As if admiring a beautiful porcelain vase, he tossed and turned Shui Ningyue's head, carefully appreciating the weeping heroine from different angles. His other hand, however, had already traced along the heroine's full breasts, flat abdomen, round navel, and high mons pubis, finally reaching that enchanting slit that had captivated countless heroes and warriors.
Unexpectedly, the area wasn't merely slightly damp as he had imagined; it was a scene of late-night spring rain, with gurgling spring water already soaking the heroine's thighs and buttocks.
Could it be that Liu Jiu had already opened this beauty's vulva? No, I must check!
Zheng Zhuang beckoned, and Liu Jiu quickly brought over an oil lamp. He laid the heroine down on the ground, completely removing her from the cloth bag. In the dim light, Zheng Zhuang discovered that Shui Ningyue's alluring flower path was already overflowing with fluids, the water even wetting the cloth bag. He couldn't help but be surprised: Could this little heroine be some kind of naturally beautiful woman with a renowned body?
Filled with curiosity, Zheng Zhuang parted her smooth, glistening, white, tender labia under the lamplight. Suddenly, the protective wooden door to Peach Blossom Spring was opened, and a cool breeze blew in, causing the warm, tender flesh inside to instinctively twitch and contract.
Looking at the thin membrane of flesh within the alluring pink flower path, Zheng Zhuang nodded in satisfaction. He stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go back and enjoy ourselves tonight!"
By the time they returned to the small courtyard where the three of them lived, it was completely dark. Liu Jiu and Hua Tou each carried a large bag. Zheng Zhuang opened the door and said to the two of them, "This Shui Ningyue is mine. As for the other one, it's up to you who gets to drink the first soup."
Liu Jiu placed Shui Ningyue on the bed and then took her out of the bag. As soon as he let go, the beautiful woman, bound like a rice dumpling, plopped down on the bed. Liu Jiu looked at the woman's vulva, which had become a thin slit due to her legs being tightly bound, and sighed with some regret. He reached out and stroked the heroine's pink buttocks, causing the heroine to moan and twist her waist and hips, trying to escape, but in the end, it was all in vain.
"Why aren't you out yet?" Zheng Zhuang, shirtless and wearing only a pair of trousers with a bulging crotch, revealing his hairy legs, walked into the room and saw Liu Jiu still playing with Shui Ningyue's vulva, a finger poking and probing at the soft opening. He immediately felt displeased.
Liu Jiu smiled awkwardly: "Brother, don't be angry, don't be angry. Don't you know what kind of person I am? Enjoy this little girl, I'm going out." With that, he rolled Shui Ningyue over on the bed, so that her head was facing inwards, her white and tender buttocks were placed right next to the edge of the bed, and her alluring virgin vulva was raised high as if welcoming the first guest who was about to arrive!
Liu Jiu bowed and scraped as he walked to the door, but suddenly stopped. He went back to the bedside, picked up a pillow, and then lifted Shui Ningyue's white and tender buttocks to place the pillow underneath. This made the heroine's already round, large, and perky buttocks stand up even higher, and her alluring vulva looked like a tender little bun, making one's mouth water.
Lying on the bed, Shui Ningyue struggled helplessly, seemingly trying to escape this terrifying nightmare and preserve her virginity. However, the approaching footsteps told her that her virginity was about to fall into this man's hands.
Suddenly, the dim light came on; Zheng Zhuang had lit another oil lamp. He pulled down his shorts, revealing a massive, nearly eight-inch-long penis, its shaft covered in grotesque veins that resembled small, ferocious snakes.
"Little girl, never thought you'd have this day, huh? Lying on the bed like a whore, sticking your ass up high, I can fuck you whenever I want, however I want! What 'Yellow River Lotus,' I spit on you!" With that, Zheng Zhuang flung his dirty, yellowish underwear over Shui Ningyue's head, completely blocking her view. His penis was positioned right in front of her nostrils, and a pungent, fishy smell made it hard for her to breathe.
Zheng Zhuang stood smiling by the bed, his erect penis slapping against the heroine's plump, moist vulva like an iron rod, making lewd "crackling" sounds. Some of the fluid even splashed up and hit the heroine's inner thighs, making them shine as if they were coated with oil.
Zheng Zhuang gripped the heroine's fair, delicate feet, his hard, iron-hard penis pressed against her labia. Using the fluids flowing from her, the large iron rod began to slowly thrust in and out of her vulva, creating glistening, sticky threads with each movement. Shui Ningyue felt the heat and astonishing hardness of Zheng Zhuang's penis; the terror of losing her virginity was imminent. Each time the thick glans reached the entrance of her vulva, it seemed that with just a slight adjustment, it could break through. But just as her heart was pounding in her throat, the large, hard glans would slip past the entrance and slide onto her sensitive, already engorged clitoris. Although she tried her best to restrain herself, the domineering aphrodisiac was already torturing and destroying her will to the greatest extent. Shui Ningyue's mind was sometimes clear and sometimes confused, and alluring, low moans, like the soft strains of a flute, drifted from her virginal, rosy lips, lingering like celestial music. For a moment, the dimly lit room was filled with the lewd scent of lust, as if one had entered a wondrous paradise.
Zheng Zhuang rubbed against the vulva for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, feeling the heat within the female warrior's secret cave growing stronger, and the glistening lustful fluid flowing more and more, wetting his pubic hair. Looking at the smooth, white mons pubis glistening in the moonlight, Zheng Zhuang muttered, "That old ninth brother, how many times have I told him, why did he still shave his pubic hair again? Making him a white tiger is so unlucky!" However, feeling the pleasure brought to him by the smooth mons pubis, he no longer cared about Liu Jiu's disobedience.
Hearing the suppressed moans emanating from the virgin's throat beneath him, moans that made him want to meld this beauty into his own body, Zheng Zhuang felt that the fire in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and the beauty beneath him had lost her last bit of consciousness; the time was ripe to deflower her. Thinking of this, he looked down at the sparse pubic hair and the tender white labia. Unexpectedly, the tightly closed labia had parted slightly, and the alluring pink opening was flowing with moisture.
Zheng Zhuang grabbed Shui Ningyue's calves and pressed them against her chest, fixing her to the bed, unable to move. His thick, hard glans pressed against her vulva. Shui Ningyue, already delirious, let out sounds that were like moans and sighs, seemingly lamenting the loss of her virginity. Her
labia tightly gripped the purplish-black glans, as if trying to hold onto this enormous spear, but her vulva, already slick with too much lustful fluid, couldn't stop the thick, hard penis. With a slight thrust of Zheng Zhuang's waist, the two-inch-thick, nearly three-inch-long glans stretched her labia until they were round, like a swollen little mouth.
Zheng Zhuang gasped. A warm heat emanated from the vulva, traveling from the tip of his penis all the way to his kidneys. Zheng Zhuang gritted his teeth, looking at the vulva stretched to its limit by his own penis. The shape of his penis seemed to float on her flat stomach. He tightened his grip, feeling the thin hymen at the tip of his penis. At that moment, his large penis felt both tingling and numb—it was incredibly pleasurable!
The female warrior let out soft moans. Her vulva was swollen, painful, tingling, and numb. The thick, hard penis radiated an astonishing heat, penetrating deep into her heart, forcing her to let out an uncontrollable cry from her chest. At this moment, the virgin female warrior had completely transformed into a female beast immersed in desire. He pulled his penis back slightly, the hard ridges scraping against the tender flesh of her vagina, causing the female warrior's body to tremble uncontrollably. Her high, firm chest heaved like waves.
Zheng Zhuang lowered his head and took the heroine's nipple into his mouth, his tongue skillfully teasing Shui Ningyue's nipple. Shui Ningyue, whose nipples were sensitive, felt as if countless ants were crawling all over her chest, wanting to escape but unable to find a way out. She could only weakly sway her head from side to side, displaying either discomfort or pleasure.
Watching the heroine, her face covered by her underwear, completely ignoring the pungent smell emanating from it, making soft, pleasurable moans, Zheng Zhuang smirked. He pushed his hips back as far as he could, then with lightning speed, thrust himself into the heroine's delicate vulva. At the moment he pierced her hymen, he bit down hard on her nipple.
The pain of losing her virginity, mixed with the stinging sensation from her nipples, made Shui Ningyue's muscles tense. However, because her body was tightly bound by ropes, the forceful contraction of her leg muscles squeezed the air out of her chest in an instant. The suffocating pleasure and the stinging pain in her nipples and vulva caused the virgin to reach her first orgasm during her first experience of penetrating a penis. She couldn't catch her breath, her vision went black, and she fainted.
Zheng Zhuang, with his head held high and eyes closed, comfortably enjoyed the involuntary contractions of Shui Ningyue's vagina, as if countless soft little hands were massaging her. He licked his lips, looked down at Shui Ningyue, and found that the heroine's chest was only rising and falling slightly. He quickly removed the panties from her face and found that her eyes were closed, her face was pale, and drool was dripping from the corner of her mouth; she had already fainted.
Zheng Zhuang chuckled, completely disregarding Shui Ningyue's life or death. He pressed himself against her, inserting his eight-inch-long penis all the way in, then slowly withdrawing it, bringing out pinkish fluid mixed with virgin blood. This left the virgin's vulva and fair thighs covered in mottled bloodstains, creating a flawless, defiled beauty.
Zheng Zhuang then licked the heroine's delicate cheeks inch by inch, from top to bottom, until he reached her cleavage, where fine beads of sweat glistened. He inhaled the fleshy scent emanating from her body. After thrusting more than 200 times, feeling her vagina filled with nectar and incredibly lubricated, he took a deep breath, held back his ejaculation, and began thrusting rapidly. His large penis plunged all the way in, reaching deep into her core, but only withdrew a little over four inches before plunging back in, three thrusts per second! His six-pack abs and testicles slapped against the heroine's fair, tender buttocks, quickly turning her flesh red. Her vaginal fluids and virginal essence splashed everywhere, wetting the pillow beneath her.
Zheng Zhuang thrust five or six hundred times before finally letting out a sigh of relief, reaching out to remove the soaked pillow from under her. He then lifted the unconscious Shui Ningyue with one arm, supporting her full, firm, and wet buttocks, while using his other hand to pull the blankets behind him. After adjusting his position, Zheng Zhuang comfortably leaned against the blanket, turning Shui Ningyue, who was facing him with her erect penis inside him, so that she was facing away from him. He crossed his legs, supporting the heroine's two jade-like thighs, and tightly grasped her full breasts, which bore the marks of his teeth. His penis began to thrust violently like a piston once more, spraying her vaginal fluids everywhere. The unconscious heroine's beautiful hair swayed from side to side with the intense impact.
Zheng Zhuang lowered his head and kissed the heroine's sweaty neck, his large hands sometimes playing with her bright red nipples, sometimes reaching down to her crotch to probe and dig at her alluring vulva, teasing her clitoris like playing a piano.
After another three hundred thrusts, Zheng Zhuang lifted the female warrior high, leaving only the head of his penis inside her vagina. He released her, letting her slam down under the force of gravity, the sound of flesh hitting flesh creating a loud slapping sound. After three or four such thrusts, a powerful pounding pushed the thick head of his penis directly into the woman's cervix. This caused her vaginal fluids to gush uncontrollably, and an unimaginable orgasm swept over the unconscious Shui Ningyue like a tsunami.
Although her mouth was tightly gagged, a high-pitched "Mmm!" indicated that the female warrior had woken up.
Zheng Zhuang looked at Shui Ningyue, bound like a statue with her hands behind her back. He reached out and touched the hemp rope in the center of her back, a gentle touch that sent a shiver through her entire body. By this time, the female warrior, who had already been thrust into over a thousand times, was covered in fragrant sweat, her delicate skin glistening as if coated with oil. Zheng Zhuang felt the female warrior's skin in his arms was smooth and slippery, like an eel, almost impossible to hold.
Leaning against the bed, he held her close, caressing her full, firm breasts: "Beautiful lady, does it feel good?" he said, gently kissing her earlobe.
Shui Ningyue breathed heavily, her phoenix eyes wide with confusion, staring blankly at the bed curtains. Her smooth body twitched intermittently, causing her magnificent breasts to bounce like jade rabbits.
Zheng Zhuang took a small knife and cut the ropes binding the female warrior's legs. Her legs, bound for so long, hung limply at her sides. The sudden rush of blood to her sides caused a sharp pain in her legs, rendering her completely immobile. Then he freed Shui Ningyue's hands as well. Seeing Shui Ningyue lying on the bed in a starfish shape, her legs spread wide, her alluring pink vulva exposed without any concealment, stained with blood, vaginal fluid, and vaginal secretions, exuding an unimaginable captivating charm,
Zheng Zhuang picked up a rope and tied the heroine's hands to the bedpost. Shui Ningyue, her hands and feet tingling and numb, had no strength left to struggle. She could only watch helplessly as she was bound again. She turned her face away in despair, tears of helplessness mingling with those from her earlier orgasm. She finally saw the man's erect penis, knowing he hadn't yet ejaculated, and could only helplessly prepare to endure the impending rape…
Zheng Zhuang lifted the heroine's legs and placed them on his shoulders: "Little sister, is your dear brother serving you comfortably?" As he spoke, his penis thrust against the clitoris of her vagina, sending a tingling sensation through her.
Shui Ningyue immediately let out another soft moan.
"Do you know why your brother gagged you so you wouldn't moan?" he said, thrusting twice more.
"Because moaning is just a few words, how would your brother know if it came from the heart? Only this way, your brother knows it came from the heart. Comfortable is comfortable, uncomfortable is also comfortable... How could it be uncomfortable? Your brother will make you feel even more comfortable." He pressed down on her jade-like legs, which were on his shoulders, almost piling her body up. The weight of an adult man was pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. The feeling of suffocation returned, and as her consciousness blurred, the unparalleled pleasure from the rapid thrusting in her vagina seemed to become clearer.
"Waaaaah..."
"Little sister, bear with it, I'll cum after another five hundred thrusts."
"Waaaaah..."
"You little slut, you're so tight, are you about to climax again? I'll fuck you to death!"
"Waaaah... Waaaah!"
"It's so hot, you little slut, why did you lose so much? Is it good for me to fuck you?"
"Waaaah..."
"Don't tell me, or I'll fuck you to death."
"Waaaaah!"
"Oh, you're gagged. Shake your head if it feels good."
Confused and disoriented, Shui Ningyue couldn't see the trap in his words and immediately nodded.
Zheng Zhuang grinned maliciously: "Alright, I'm working so hard, do you dare say it's not good?"
"Waaaaah!" Shui Ningyue didn't have time to cry anymore. Every time, the thick glans was thrust into her uterus, the tingling, numb, sore, and painful sensation made her wish she were dead. At this moment, she could only hope that this torture would stop soon.
Zheng Zhuang reached for a small jade stick on the table, dipped it twice in the oil lamp, propped himself up, held Shui Ningyue's legs with one hand, and slowly thrust in and out. With his other hand, he inserted the jade stick directly into the heroine's anus.
Shui Ningyue shuddered; the intense stimulation from both her front and back orifices simultaneously sent her to the peak of sexual pleasure once more!
Her high-pitched moans almost broke her throat before slowly subsiding.
Zheng Zhuang, amidst the alluring, heartfelt cries, felt a tingling sensation in his lower back. At the moment of climax, he pressed himself against the heroine again, his large hands tightly twisting her nipples, which had turned from pink to bright red from engorgement and sexual arousal. This caused her faint moans to rise again. He thrust his penis in with all his might, his hot semen erupting within her pure, untouched womb.
Zheng Zhuang's large hand reached behind the female warrior, pulling her tightly into his arms. Her legs, already limp, hung limply over his back, convulsing uncontrollably from the incredible surge of orgasm.
After about two cups of tea's time, Zheng Zhuang, his mind blank, felt the sweaty body in his arms gradually become smooth again. His consciousness returned, and hearing the female warrior's panting, he reached out and removed the gag from her mouth, kissing her rosy lips: "Beauty, is it comfortable?"
Shui Ningyue's trembling voice said, "So...comfortable. Fuck me to death..." Before she could finish speaking, a wet sheet soaked with her own fluids was shoved into her mouth.
Zheng Zhuang pulled out his penis, tied a rope to the bed frame, and hoisted the female warrior's legs high. Looking at the full, plump buttocks beneath her tightly closed legs, like ripe autumn berries, and a thin slit flowing with a mixture of white fluid, semen, and blood from her fall, Zheng Zhuang felt a surge of satisfaction. He stretched, listened to the soft moans and gasps outside, licked his dry lips, and walked out naked.
Rewinding to before…
Liu Jiu emerged from the room, turned back to the doorway, and listened intently to the lewd sounds emanating from within. After a while, he chuckled lewdly, then roughly rubbed his genitals twice before going to eat his dinner with satisfaction.
Reaching the greasy table, Liu Jiu noticed the large cloth bag containing Su Yuyao was beginning to wriggle slightly. After the bumpy ride and the time spent on the cold ground, the unconscious Su Yuyao had awakened. However, due to the persistent effects of the drug and Liu Jiu's skillful binding techniques, the powerless Su Yuyao could only weakly struggle on the ground. To Liu Jiu, she looked like a delicate kitten just awakened, trying to attract her owner's attention.
Liu Jiu's body was thin and withered, seemingly easily kicked down. However, judging from the firm six-pack abs exposed on his exposed abdomen, this skinny man was not as weak as he appeared.
Walking up to the bag, as if picking up an ordinary pocket, Liu Jiu, without batting an eye, lifted the bag containing Su Yuyao to his waist. He lewdly bumped his crotch against the cloth bag, feeling the different parts of the body inside hitting his soft yet hard penis, guessing: this is the buttocks, this is the thigh, this is the back...
After about seven or eight bumps, the sounds of gurgling water and Shui Ningyue's indistinct moans could be heard from inside the room. He raised his right hand, turning Su Yuyao into a supine position within the cloth bag. Gazing at the alluring, full-moon-like curve of her buttocks at the bottom of the bag, Liu Jiu leered and reached out his left hand to caress her firm, bouncy buttocks. One finger was forcefully inserted into the crevice between her buttocks, sliding up and down until the area he was rubbing became wet.
Liu Jiu opened the cloth bag and, like dumping a suckling pig, poured the struggling, groaning Su Yuyao onto the greasy dining table. Looking at the heroine's flushed face from his caresses, Liu Jiu was extremely pleased. He stood with his hands on his hips, one foot on Su Yuyao's lower abdomen as she lay supine, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. However, he only laughed twice before hearing the eldest brother, Zheng Zhuang's, "Hmm!" coming from inside the room.
Liu Jiu looked down at the tear-streaked beauty, like a jade still glistening with water droplets, and suddenly bent down, grabbing the rope around Su Yuyao's chest. He lifted her up again, causing the rope binding her vagina to penetrate even deeper, rubbing against her swollen, engorged clitoris—a mixture of soreness, pain, numbness, and itching. Tears that had been welling in her eyes finally streamed down her face, flowing into the deep cleavage of her high breasts, stinging her slightly reddened skin with a stinging, unbearable itch.
An old, creaky rattan chair, some new rope—Su Yuyao realized that after her constant swaying like a piece of cargo had stabilized and the scenery before her gradually became more regular, she was bound head-to-toe to the creaking chair. And this damned villain had used her braid as a rope to tie her head to the bottom of the chair.
Liu Jiu stroked Su Yuyao's smooth, tender skin, licking his lips with an expression of ecstasy. However, when he opened his eyes and saw Su Yuyao's smooth, white mons pubis, as glistening as a newly blossomed peach, a flicker of displeasure crossed his face. But when he reached out and parted her tightly closed labia to reveal the small, pink anus hidden between her large, white buttocks, a hint of delight returned to his expression.
As Liu Jiu's footsteps faded into the distance, Su Yuyao didn't feel any relief. Instead, as the bamboo chair gradually stopped rocking and the creaking sounds grew fainter, the painful groans and cries of extreme pleasure from Shui Ningyue inside the room became increasingly clear, like an irresistible demonic sound assaulting Su Yuyao's ears. Her hands were bound tightly, no longer her own. She couldn't resist the consuming sounds. While she couldn't ignore them, she could choose not to see them! This wandering swordswoman, for some reason, squeezed her eyes shut so tightly that her eyeballs later felt waves of pain. In her dark red world, countless tiny, fluttering "golden insects" gradually appeared!
But the damned sound was still unstoppable. Moreover, Shui Ningyue's voice at this point was almost devoid of pain; if it weren't for the gag, her moans would have been incredibly loud and incoherent, like a soft, gentle feather gently, slowly, and tenderly caressing the softest part of Su Yuyao's heart.
In her hazy state, she seemed to be the shameless woman, writhing and yielding under the rough, hard penis of the bandit, amidst those loud moans. The man's thick, hard penis, like a hard, red-hot iron rod, rapidly thrust in and out of her tender passage, bringing up glistening drops of lustful fluid that splashed onto the tender flesh of her inner thighs, making a slapping sound. The man's rough hands pressed hard against her slender waist, leaving her, already on the verge of orgasm, completely unable to escape the powerful thrusts. She could only manage broken, incoherent sounds from her throat, her voice choked with oxygen.
But then, Liu Jiu's rough hands began greedily caressing Su Yuyao's round, smooth, pink buttocks. Su Yuyao opened her eyes in horror, feeling something round, thick, and slippery forcefully penetrating her vagina.
She struggled desperately, the tearing pain from her vulva snapping her back to reality. She couldn't understand it. Was Shui Ningyue being violated in the same place as her? At
some point, Su Yuyao had started saying she was being violated! Nicknamed "Flame Jade," a fiery and incredibly strong woman, she had fallen into depravity much faster than most.
What Su Yuyao didn't expect was that Liu Jiu not only inserted a large tallow candle into her delicate vulva, but also the same candle into her anus. The lit candle dripped scalding wax, landing on the heroine's skin, which was even more delicate than tofu, instantly turning it a bewitching red. The intense pain emanating from her tender skin caused Su Yuyao's body to tremble uncontrollably. The rattan chair began to creak and shake. With each sway, the candle flame flickered, and more scalding wax dripped down, landing on her slippery buttocks, which could easily attract a man's hand, and on her smooth, white mons pubis. The heroine trembled violently once more…
Meanwhile, Liu Jiu set out wine and food, picked up a tattered fan, and began to eat and drink. The creaking of the rattan chair sounded like the most beautiful music. Whenever Su Yuyao's trembling subsided, he would wave the fan twice, letting the wax drip down, and the creaking would begin again…
When the last ounce of strength in her body was drained by the pain from the scalding hot wax, her exhausted body was covered in fine sweat. Her furrowed brows and helpless, humiliated expression created a poignant beauty never before seen on this exquisite woman's body, a captivating display of forced submission born from the weight of her constraints.
Liu Jiu stood up, patting his bulging belly, and looked at the limp and weak Su Yuyao, who could only moan softly. He chuckled lewdly, saying, "Good sister, brother's belly is full. Now let your wet little thing eat brother's big treasure." The thick, tallow candle
was inserted into her vulva, pressing directly against the hymen, the symbol of a woman's virginity, inside her alluring vagina. The tallow candle, almost as thick as a child's arm, stretched the heroine's vulva high, making her skin, scalded red by the wax, resemble a white steamed bun dyed red—a charmingly red and white contrast. By this time, Su Yuyao's lower body was numb from the binding and pain. As this numbness gradually surpassed the pain of her vagina being forcibly opened, a small flame began to rise within her. A tingling, numb, and itchy sensation, like a mischievous little hand scratching and teasing her entire body, both relieving and arousing the itch. Unconsciously, soft moans, "Mmm..." with lingering syllables, began to escape from her alluring cherry-like lips.
Liu Jiu never imagined that this beautiful flesh he had unintentionally preserved might be a naturally alluring body. Seeing her able to moan with pleasure even under such binding suggested that this beauty might have a natural masochistic constitution. This was truly a match made in heaven. Thinking back on the women he'd been with in the past, none of them could withstand the final thrust of his penis during ejaculation. Each time, he'd become intensely aroused, only to lose interest in it later. Gradually, he'd even lost interest in "fucking," the most beloved pleasure of the Canal Gang brothers. But today, he might actually get to enjoy it properly. He reached out and pressed on Su Yuyao's slightly protruding belly, feeling the shape of the candles emanating from her smooth, flat stomach. "Pfft!" he blew out two candles.
Su Yuyao felt a cool breeze from Liu Jiu brush against her skin, which was burning from the wax, and she shivered involuntarily. Ah, so good! A faint sense of happiness welled up inside her. However, this blissful feeling was fleeting. Liu Jiu gripped the candle and began thrusting and grinding it inside Su Yuyao's vagina. Su Yuyao, already exhausted and like a mermaid on a riverbank, was suddenly jolted by the stimulation and shivered uncontrollably. The rattan chair began to creak again. But Liu Jiu seemed to have lost interest in appreciating this symphony. After thrusting and grinding dozens of times, he noticed that Su Yuyao's vagina was glistening with oil, as if it had been coated. He then abruptly pulled out the candle, revealing a small, round hole in the once-closed entrance. Through this small opening was a mysterious pink world. The alluring little mouth seemed to be breathing, rhythmically opening and closing, as if asking, "Are you coming or not?"
Liu Jiu rubbed his penis, and with a rustling sound, almost instantly pulled down his pants. With his pants down, Liu Jiu's weapon was revealed without reservation. It looked as if it had just woken from hibernation, still somewhat limp and hanging down, its size only average, and noticeably thinner than Zheng Zhuang's. Unexpectedly, Liu Jiu used his penis like a whip, slapping it against the heroine's plump, white buttocks, gradually smearing it with the vaginal fluid flowing from her vulva. At the same time, he reached into her anus and began to slowly rotate the candle inside. This caused Su Yuyao to struggle and moan again. Although the pain in her vagina had lessened considerably, the pain in her anus felt extremely uncomfortable, and the discomfort hadn't subsided much.
As Liu Jiu's penis became increasingly coated with vaginal fluid, this once lifeless member, now resembling a python that had caught the scent of prey, gradually raised its head. While it didn't grow much thicker, it grew longer and longer. When Liu Jiu's penis was fully erect, the glans even extended beyond his navel.
Liu Jiu reached out and embraced the completely naked, sweaty, and wet female warrior in his arms as if holding a giant flesh toy, then plopped down on the wicker chair. He spread his legs, sat upright, and firmly supported the female warrior's buttocks with both hands, lifting her body about a foot off him. He forcefully spread her white, rounded buttocks, revealing her smooth, pink, alluring vulva, aligning the entrance with his already eager and waiting penis.
The hard, purplish-black glans was like a mischievous child passing by his home without entering. The smooth glans rubbed and squeezed against the soft labia, sometimes pushing into the vagina to prevent the passage stretched open by the candle from tightening again. But just when Su Yuyao felt she was about to lose her virginity, and the moans of anticipation for her transition to womanhood were already rising in her throat, this damned Liu Jiu seemed to see right through her, suddenly withdrawing and then thrusting in again at some unknown time. Although this time was terrifyingly long for Su Yuyao, for Liu Jiu, it was simply because Su Yuyao's small vagina made penetration difficult. Not wanting to hurt himself or this exquisite object, Liu Jiu tried several times before finally, with a "snap!" his foot-long penis, without hesitation, pierced Su Yuyao's already compromised hymen like an arrow, fully entering the heroine's body and directly pressing against the cervix.
The sudden impact caused the female warrior, weighed down by her own weight, to slam her smooth, rounded thighs and pert buttocks heavily against Liu Jiu's dark thighs. The tangled leg hair on his thighs prickled Su Yuyao, making her feel an itch, as if lice from the man's body had crawled onto her. The immense impact quickly banished the external itch. A surge of force rushed from her vagina along her body's central axis to her throat, but with her mouth blocked, there was no escape route for the breath. So the breath could only continue upwards, finally bursting through the top of her head. It seemed as if her soul had left her body with the breath. Su Yuyao felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and she died instantly. In the instant she lost consciousness, she seemed to feel a surge of heat inside her body, like she had wet the bed, but this was even more pleasurable. All the pleasure in her body seemed to be concentrated in this surging heat, and her body reacted in its most authentic way. Although her entire body was tightly bound, the dense hemp ropes seeming like the most stringent restraints of fate, Su Yuyao's vibrant muscles still contracted and exerted all their strength, lifting her two inches off Liu Jiu's body! In a daze, Su Yuyao lingered at the highest point of her bounce for half a second before crashing down heavily, making a crisp "smack" sound of flesh colliding.
Liu Jiu comfortably leaned back in the recliner, his right hand supporting Su Yuyao's plump buttocks, his left hand encircling her slender waist. His long, thin penis, in perfect sync with the swaying of the wicker chair, began to thrust rapidly into Su Yuyao's delicate petals. Driven by the rapid thrusting of his penis, the vaginal fluid accumulated in Su Yuyao's vaginal canal splashed everywhere, making the area where the two were joined wet, even flowing down her buttocks to Liu Jiu's pubic hair, and soaking the wicker chair beneath them.
Liu Jiu didn't let Su Yuyao remain unconscious for too long. In his view, if a woman couldn't consciously experience the most wonderful things in the world, it was a blatant crime. He took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and increased the pace of his thrusts once more. The unconscious Su Yuyao's pretty face was flushed pink, her sweat-dampened hair clinging weakly to her smooth, white forehead, like a flower ravaged by a storm. Liu Jiu's rapid thrusts caused the heroine's delicate virgin vulva to swell and become engorged with blood. The once alluring petals, like white magnolia blossoms, had now turned a vibrant red, as eye-catching as a large, bright red peony. Liu Jiu reached out his left hand to grasp the heroine's crossed legs, while his right hand reached to her vulva, vigorously rubbing her clitoris with his index finger, further intensifying the stimulation.
"Mmm... Hmph!" A sound that seemed both painful and pleasurable finally escaped Su Yuyao's throat once more. Although Su Yuyao had been unconscious, the continuous waves of pleasure constantly stimulated her brain, finally waking her up.
Su Yuyao slowly awoke from her unconsciousness. The first thing she felt wasn't the pleasure coming from her groin. Liu Jiu's superhumanly high-speed thrusting, the glans hitting Su Yuyao's tender cervix, seven or eight hundred, nearly a thousand times, had almost numbed Su Yuyao's vagina. Liu Jiu pressed Su Yuyao's back tightly against his chest, feeling the pleasure brought by the friction of her sweaty, jade-like skin against him. His large hands moved from the heroine's slender waist to her increasingly full and firm breasts, which were bound by ropes, and began to knead them vigorously.
Although she experienced an orgasm during her first sexual encounter that other women might never experience in their entire lives, Su Yuyao was, after all, a virgin who had just lost her virginity. Her breasts, though firm, full, and round like ripe peaches, still retained a certain naivety. Coupled with the prolonged binding and Liu Jiu's violent fondling of her erect breasts, Su Yuyao felt excruciating pain in her breasts (the reason is probably obvious to everyone). For a moment, her delicate white feet, with their toes as white as silkworms, were all spread wide open, as if only in this way could she express her pain.
Liu Jiucai ignored Su Yuyao's pain. He was delighted to discover that there seemed to be two soft yet firm "round balls" like eggs inside Su Yuyao's firm breasts. As he rubbed them, these two playful fleshy balls wandered around, arousing his lust. He couldn't help but increase the force of his hands. Sometimes he would push Su Yuyao's breasts upward from the base of her breasts, sometimes he would pinch her nipples and turn them in circles, and sometimes he would tightly grasp and squeeze her full breasts.
Liu Jiu's movements grew increasingly vigorous, his crotch showing no sign of slacking off. He relentlessly thrust in and out of Su Yuyao's wet, gushing vagina, until finally, under this high-speed onslaught, Su Yuyao's tightly closed cervix showed signs of loosening. Su Yuyao felt the sensation return to her vagina; a long, thin, and incredibly hard penis was relentlessly pounding against her uterus like a battering ram. Although she tried repeatedly to lift her hips and contract her abdomen to resist the penis's onslaught, each effort was futile under the relentless onslaught. The continuously flowing vaginal fluid told her that this man's assault would soon bring her to another climax!
The almost unbearable feeling of orgasm both captivated and terrified Su Yuyao. She loved the indescribable pleasure, like water meeting mud, completely melting together; she feared the feeling of utter death, so real, a profound sense of helplessness and pain as if her life were no longer her own.
Liu Jiu thrust in and out over four hundred more times, feeling as if Su Yuyao's cervix was about to be violently breached. He suddenly slowed his pace, instantly bringing Su Yuyao, who was on the verge of climax and floating on clouds, back to reality. He licked Su Yuyao's earlobes, his tongue flicking like a serpent, while his fingers teased her engorged, erect nipples, sending waves of electric currents through her nerves. Although she couldn't reach the final climax, she couldn't escape the shackles of orgasm either.
"Miss Su, is it comfortable being fucked by me?" Liu Jiu changed his previous frenzied pace, his penis slowly circling inside Su Yuyao's pink cave, causing white foam to gradually appear at her vulva. However, Liu Jiu quickly wiped away the unsightly foam with his hand and then rubbed it on Su Yuyao's cherry lips. "Taste your own flavor. I've played with so many women, but this is the first time I've seen someone like you, a saint on the outside but a slut on the inside."
Liu Jiu's words made Su Yuyao so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head. Although she had unknowingly completely abandoned her dignity as a female knight-errant, Liu Jiu's penis had penetrated her vagina and reached the depths of her soul. Now, Su Yuyao only wanted to enjoy the wonderfulness of sex, and everything else had completely disappeared from her mind. However, these few insulting words and the salty taste on her lips still awakened a trace of girlish shyness.
Su Yuyao whimpered again. She wanted to express her opinion, but the cork gag did not hinder her breathing but completely deprived her of the ability to speak. Her saliva flowed down her chin and chest through the small holes in the gag, mixing with her sweat and making her rubbed, full, red breasts glisten and look incredibly alluring.
Seeing that his tenderness was only fueling Su Yuyao's pent-up desire, this young woman, newly deflowered and tightly bound, was even beginning to subtly wiggle her slender waist, trying to release her pent-up lust through her own "efforts," Liu Jiu knew it was time to suddenly open the valve, letting the lust gush out and create a "big bang."
After a few more tender moments, just as Su Yuyao was moaning and displaying the image of a wanton woman with unsatisfied desire, Liu Jiu suddenly gripped Su Yuyao's slender waist tightly and forcefully pressed her body against his penis. At the same time, he thrust his entire length into this alluring paradise. Under the combined attack, his slender penis finally opened Su Yuyao's cervix completely, like a tightly closed mouth suddenly being opened. The previously closed barrier suddenly changed from a state of resistance to a state of tightly holding on, refusing to let go. He felt as if a flame was burning within him, and he suddenly lowered his head and bit Su Yuyao's smooth, rounded shoulder.
Su Yuyao hadn't expected the climax she'd been longing for to come so violently and intensely, like a sudden tsunami. The glans, thrusting into her uterus, seemed to open the floodgates of her desire, and her pent-up vaginal fluids gushed out like a tidal wave. Her soul seemed to leave her body once more with this outflowing fluid.
She felt as if she were floating naked in the air, looking down through her high breasts at a lewd middle-aged man ravaging her delicate, fair body. Her entire body was tense, and although the rope around her neck reached down to her legs, preventing her from straightening up, the immense force of her body kept the thin rope taut. Moreover, the man's glans was inside her uterus, and she felt the warm vaginal fluids pounding against his penis, as if a warm, viscous fluid mixed with the squeezing flesh of her uterus, like countless tiny hands, bringing him endless pleasure. And in the midst of this overwhelming pleasure, Liu Jiu's penis suddenly swelled, the thick vas deferens on its shaft rhythmically contracting and pulsating, spurting thick, milky-white semen into Su Yuyao's uterus like cannonballs. This ejaculation, like a hurricane, blew Su Yuyao, who was floating in the air, away to who knows where, and her vision went dark once more...
The unconscious Su Yuyao's lowered head swayed rhythmically up and down with the man's movements, his thick penis forcing her narrow vulva wide open, her engorged labia tightly wrapped around the bulging veins of his penis like rubber bands. Su Yuyao's eyelids trembled slightly, an indescribable pleasure flowing from her swollen vulva through her chest and into her blank brain.
When Su Yuyao laboriously lifted her head and opened her eyes, the man who was holding her in his arms, thrusting up and down in a lotus position, was no longer the thin and withered Liu Jiu. The piercing sensation of his penis hitting her uterus had been replaced by a feeling of her vagina being swollen and full. Only then did she realize that she was being raped by another man; in other words, she was experiencing the pleasure of gang rape!
Su Yuyao finally managed to make out that the man feasting on her body was a tall, strong man. She weakly twisted her hips, seemingly trying to expel the thick penis from her vagina. At that moment, her inner thought was: I can't betray the first man who slept with me. This fiery-tempered heroine actually had the idea of remaining chaste for her first man.
Sitting on a wooden chair, Zheng Zhuang held Su Yuyao's round, full buttocks in his arms, thrusting incessantly. Suddenly, Su Yuyao, who had been unconscious and allowed to do as she pleased for the full 20 minutes, slightly twisted her delicate waist. Zheng Zhuang, worried that the unconscious Su Yuyao would fall off him, had pressed her upper body tightly against his chest, enjoying the pleasure of her full breasts sliding against his chest. At this moment, he looked down at Su Yuyao's shoulder, which had a clear teeth mark, and saw her smooth, jade-like back with a captivating curve like a cascading stream. Two small indentations were embedded in the heroine's slender waist, and the sweat on her back seemed to be stored in these two small indentations. Then, with his thrusting, it would suddenly slide down, drawing a shiny line on the heroine's beautifully curved buttocks before disappearing. Now, her firm, bouncy buttocks were swaying slightly.
Zheng Zhuang pushed Su Yuyao's upper body up with a forceful thrust of his chest. Su Yuyao, weak and powerless, was caught off guard and fell backward, letting out a terrified scream. But quickly, the lewd hands that had been vigorously kneading her plump buttocks grabbed her waist, stabilizing her body. The man had already untied Su Yuyao's crossed legs, but her calves remained tightly bound to her thighs. The lotus position left Su Yuyao's legs wide open, her alluring pink orifice gaping open, completely absorbing the man's thick penis. With nothing to brace against, Su Yuyao's weight amplified the force of each thrust.
The man's reddened eyes stared intently at her. His gaze was blurred by humiliation, pain, and tears of orgasm. Although she tried to make out his features, her uncontrollable tears ruthlessly shattered her small hope.
Zheng Zhuang, seeing the now-awakened Su Yuyao, burst into laughter. He pinched and tossed her buttocks as if playing with two lumps of dough, grabbing and pulling as if trying to tear them off. Su Yuyao's pink buttocks were now bright red, and tomorrow they would surely be covered in purplish-blue marks. But Zheng Zhuang didn't care. He thrust in and out, his tongue teasing Su Yuyao's erect nipples, occasionally burying his face in her deep cleavage, rubbing it against her breasts, as if savoring the faint fragrance emanating from that secluded valley.
The vigorous up-and-down thrusting caused Su Yuyao's body to vibrate, causing her playful braids to scatter and fly around like living snakes, sometimes floating to her chest, sometimes draped over her back. Sometimes, coupled with Su Yuyao's violent head shaking from side to side to release this unbearable pleasure, the six braids seemed to have a life of their own!
Zheng Zhuang's penis thrust in and out of Su Yuyao's vagina over a thousand times before temporarily stopping. He held Su Yuyao in his arms, gently stroking her smooth back, now completely soaked with sweat. He listened to the lewd moans emanating from her gagged mouth, inhaled the delicate fragrance emanating from her body, and felt her heart pounding violently in his chest. Satisfied, he narrowed his eyes and his large hands slid down to Su Yuyao's round buttocks, beginning to slap them repeatedly. With each slap, Su Yuyao let out a soft "hmm..." sound, a mixture of pain and pleasure that was hard to tell.
Later, Zheng Zhuang's slaps became more frequent and louder, the cracking sounds of flesh mingling with Su Yuyao's fluctuating moans and gasps, creating a symphony of spring and the harmony of sex in the room once again!
Zheng Zhuang, holding Su Yuyao's slender waist, began a slow, deliberate thrusting. This sudden slowing of the intercourse gave the exhausted Su Yuyao a chance to catch her breath. The tingling, numb, and itchy sensation in her vagina allowed her to once again experience the pleasure of lovemaking. The fluids in her vagina began to flow again with each slow thrust. If you looked closely at their point of contact, you would see that Su Yuyao's fluids had flowed down her thighs to her knees, where they condensed into small droplets, shimmering alluringly in the dim light of the oil lamp.
Zheng Zhuang looked down and saw Su Yuyao's delicate white feet, her toes sometimes tensing, sometimes spreading wide with each thrust—it was truly amusing. He couldn't resist reaching out and grasping Su Yuyao's feet, running his fingers along the soles of her feet. Unexpectedly, this touch made Su Yuyao giggle, and she began to twist violently. This sudden change almost snapped the penis inserted into Su Yuyao's vagina!
Sweating profusely, Zheng Zhuang quickly wrapped one arm around Su Yuyao's slender waist and firmly grasped her buttocks with the other, preventing her from struggling or twisting, before feeling relieved. However, when Zheng Zhuang reached out and twisted Su Yuyao's chin, forcing her to look up, he noticed that Su Yuyao's previously flushed face, which had been filled with desire even in her sleep, was gradually losing its frenzied enjoyment, like that of a mare. A hint of clarity began to appear on her face.
Zheng Zhuang calculated the time and realized that the aphrodisiac he had given Su Yuyao seemed to have worn off.
Zheng Zhuang smiled slightly, and his large hand once again reached deep into Su Yuyao's buttocks, gently kneading her anus: "Little sister, does it feel good?"
With teary eyes, Su Yuyao felt the rough fingers poking and prodding her anus. Having read erotic books, Su Yuyao understood the man's possible intentions. Before she could even think of what to say, she felt the man's penis suddenly thrust in forcefully, as if it had pushed her heart out.
"You bitch, don't think, just answer whatever I ask!"
"Waaah!" Su Yuyao felt wronged; how could she speak with her mouth gagged so tightly?
"So you can't answer just because your mouth is gagged?" Zheng Zhuang thrust in a couple more times, then, hearing Su Yuyao's moans and gasps, said smugly, "Shake your head if you're satisfied, nod if you're not."
He used the same trick he used on Shui Ningyue again. In his opinion, this blatant teasing was incredibly amusing. The continuous bondage and rape had already greatly depleted Su Yuyao's strength, and now he wanted her to use her brain to think, watching her make a mistake and beg him not to punish her—it was pure bliss!
However, Su Yuyao didn't fall for it. She only hesitated for a moment before desperately shaking her head. Zheng Zhuang, on the contrary, was stunned for a moment, thinking Su Yuyao meant "uncomfortable, dissatisfied, I will not give in to you!" He was enraged and almost thrust into Su Yuyao's uterus again. However, just as he gripped Su Yuyao's slender waist, preparing to exert force, he saw the somewhat frightened expression on Su Yuyao's face and realized he hadn't reacted in time.
This wouldn't do! Zheng Zhuang was now completely certain that Su Yuyao's aphrodisiac was about to wear off. He called out twice, "Old Nine, Old Nine, where's your trembling charm? Give this girl some more!"
Liu Jiu's slightly panting voice came from inside the room: "I left you some on the table to your right! Help yourself, I'm busy here!"
Zheng Zhuang cursed, "What are you busy with? Didn't you just hear these two girls are being sold tomorrow and you want to hurry up and have some fun?"
Sell us? Su Yuyao's mind suddenly went blank. Was she, Flame Jade Su Yuyao, about to be ruined after just making a name for herself, reduced to a man's plaything like those prostitutes, falling into an abyss of no return?
Zheng Zhuang suddenly stood up, holding Su Yuyao's buttocks, using only four fingers to support her plump buttocks and moving them up and down. His shiny, thick, black penis was still slowly thrusting in and out of Su Yuyao's vagina, and the glistening fluid dripped onto the floor with Zheng Zhuang's movements. Zheng Zhuang supported Su Yuyao's plump buttocks with one hand, letting her hang on him, freeing one hand to find the trembling moan left by Liu Jiu, and then turned and walked towards another bedroom.
In those few short steps, Zheng Zhuang deliberately tormented Su Yuyao, walking with an exaggeratedly bumpy gait, allowing his rock-hard penis to thrust and rub violently inside her vagina. Her already swollen vulva felt the umbrella-shaped ridges of his glans scraping against the vaginal cavity, causing Su Yuyao to shiver several times. Goosebumps rose all over her smooth, porcelain-like skin.
Zheng Zhuang smugly enjoyed the unique sensation of her abrasive skin as he lifted the curtain and entered the room. This room was Zheng Zhuang's own bedroom, the bedding much cleaner and tidier. A small table sat on the rather wide bed, the oil lamp on it bright enough for Zheng Zhuang to see her beautiful flesh clearly. As the saying goes, a beautiful woman under the lamplight becomes more alluring the more you look at her. Under the glow of the oil lamp, Su Yuyao, drenched in sweat, resembled a piece of fine jade. Her smooth, oily skin seemed to have a captivating smoothness that moved about, making one irresistibly urge to kiss this "jade" from head to toe.
Zheng Zhuang tossed Su Yuyao onto the pristine white sheets. He stood with his thick, erect penis, like a cannonball, hands on his hips, watching Su Yuyao, whose hands were bound behind her back and whose thighs and calves were tightly tied together. Unable to maintain her balance, she could only lie face down on the bed, her round buttocks raised high. Her vulva, which Liu Jiu had previously smoothed and hairless like a white steamed bun, was no longer the smooth, white vulva it once was. Instead, it was red, swollen, and covered in vaginal fluid, a complete mess, like a ripe peach that had been pierced with a stick, overflowing with sweet juice!
Zheng Zhuang took a cloth, rinsed it a few times in the copper basin of water in the corner, wrung out about 70-80% of the water, and began to wash Su Yuyao's disheveled vulva. Su Yuyao felt the cool towel caress her burning skin a few times, and her vulva, which had previously been numb to pain, began to feel a tearing pain again. However, before Su Yuyao could utter a few painful groans, she felt a cool liquid being applied to her labia and vulva. Instantly, the burning sensation disappeared, like suddenly eating an ice cube on a hot day. Thus, her few painful moans turned into pleasurable "hum, hum!" sounds. Zheng Zhuang
sneered, "What a slut! Your pussy is swollen like this and you can still moan. Well, that's good, then you won't suffer too much in the future, maybe you'll even find it pleasurable."
Su Yuyao then began to feel something was wrong with her lower body. The cool sensation earlier had made her moan in pleasure, but in that short time—less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea—she felt her labia and vagina burning unbearably. The unbearable heat just moments before was merely a superficial sensation, but now she felt a fire burning from within her body, flames raging directly at her heart, forcing her to strain and strain her neck, as if only in this way could she find an outlet for the fire within her body, but ultimately it was all in vain.
The domineering, trembling moans quickly caused Su Yuyao's recently regained consciousness to once again be lost in the rising flames of desire. She saw a fair-skinned beauty bound tightly from head to toe by dense ropes, the thick hemp ropes even digging tightly into the heroine's swollen, delicate vulva, these troublesome ropes already soaked with Su Yuyao's juices. Her face flushed, Su Yuyao lay prone on the bed, head down and buttocks high, her large buttocks swaying left and right with the moans and groans emanating from her mistress, her recently cleaned, alluring pink vulva glistening with moisture once more, emitting an alluring glow. A girl's slender waist and round, upturned buttocks were incredibly stimulating to a man's eyes!
Zheng Zhuang chuckled, then suddenly lowered his head, pressed down hard on her waist, making Su Yuyao's buttocks stick out even higher. Against her slender, almost broken waist, they appeared even larger, and her alluring vulva protruded further. He stuck out his tongue and sucked hard on Su Yuyao's clitoris, causing her to scream loudly. A simple "Ah!" perfectly expressed the feeling that the heroine's soul had been sucked away, her mind floating to the clouds.
Besides the mental ecstasy, a stream of clear fluid shot out from Su Yuyao's vulva, spraying Zheng Zhuang's face and head as he couldn't dodge. Zheng Zhuang chuckled, then suddenly remembered that Su Yuyao might be dehydrated after so much defilement, and he didn't want this beauty to suffer any real harm in his hands. So he jumped off the bed, grabbed a broken teapot, shook it, and found it was still more than half full of water. He then jumped back onto the bed, grabbed Su Yuyao's arm, and flipped her over, making her lie on her back with her legs spread in an M-shape. He reached out and ungabbed her, then pinched her cheeks and began to force water down her throat. Although the teapot was only a little over half full, it was enormous, enough to fill two or three adult men's stomachs. Therefore, Su Yuyao felt as if her stomach was about to explode.
After finally finishing, Su Yuyao only had time to cough twice and spit out a few streams of water before she saw Zheng Zhuang once again holding a gag, preparing to stuff it back into her mouth. Su Yuyao struggled, shaking her head from side to side, saying, "No, no! Don't bring me that thing again. I'll moan properly, brother, I'll moan whatever you want to hear, I'll be obedient and serve you well, don't sell me... Waaah!" Su Yuyao's pleas had no effect; the gag was once again stuffed into her mouth, leaving her only able to grunt like a sow.
After gagling her, Zheng Zhuang turned Su Yuyao over again, stroking her buttocks and smiling, "How can such a beautiful butt be done without a little stimulation from behind?" As he spoke, he aimed his glans at her vulva, and with a thrust of his waist, a thick penis smoothly slid in.
Due to the angle, Su Yuyao found that the sensation from behind was completely different this time; the muscles in her legs throbbed, and with each powerful thrust from the man behind her, Su Yuyao's body slowly moved forward with each impact.
Zheng Zhuang was naturally unhappy that the beauty was getting further and further away from him. He kicked off his shoes, jumped onto the bed, and knelt behind Su Yuyao. He pressed his hands against his lower back and began thrusting his hips back and forth.
The sounds of "plop plop" and "gurgle gurgle" mixed with the creaking of the bed frame made Zheng Zhuang feel refreshed. Her narrow, warm vagina felt like a pool of warm spring water, and his penis felt like a thin hot thread entering through his urethra and going up to his kidneys. It felt incredibly good.
"Fuck you, you slut! You bitch, you can even orgasm after being raped!" Zheng Zhuang cursed as he slapped Su Yuyao's already swollen buttocks. Each slap made Su Yuyao moan and groan, which only fueled Zheng Zhuang's lust.
"Is it comfortable? Is it comfortable?" The forceful thrusting left Su Yuyao's slender waist limp and powerless. Her previous movements—whether twisting her hips, resisting, or yielding to the thrusts—had completely vanished, leaving only the lewd sound of the man's testicles slapping against her buttocks.
Suddenly, the man grabbed Su Yuyao's arm and pulled her up. Su Yuyao, only able to support herself on her knees, felt like a thrown stone, flying through the air. However, upon reaching her highest point, without support, she naturally fell. Just as her face was about to hit the bed, a pair of large hands gripped her arm again and pulled her…
Although her arm was grabbed before she fell, the fear was inescapable. You never knew when Zheng Zhuang would suddenly stop and let her fall onto the bed. Although the fall wouldn't hurt much, the fear of having her fate completely controlled made Su Yuyao's muscles tense again, which gave Zheng Zhuang even greater pleasure.
A pair of large hands kneaded Su Yuyao's breasts in countless ways, while his penis went in and out of Su Yuyao's vagina, the thick, hard glans pressing against the soft yet firm cervix deep inside the girl's body and beginning to grind rapidly. Finally, Su Yuyao let out a loud moan once again, and as her cervix relaxed, a gush of hot vaginal fluid gushed out, splashing onto Zheng Zhuang's glans, making his large penis grow even larger.
Zheng Zhuang released her, his neck craned, eyes vacant as he stared at the ceiling. Su Yuyao, her tears soaking the bedding, collapsed onto the bed like a lump of soft mud. He reached out and pushed her buttocks forward, simultaneously pulling back at the waist. With a "pop," like a bottle stopper being popped, his thick penis bounced out of her vagina, and milky white vaginal fluid gushed out, flowing from her back to her mons pubis, dripping down and soaking the already drenched sheets even more.
Having already ejaculated briefly, Zheng Zhuang felt he could play a little longer. Especially seeing Su Yuyao's delicate, chrysanthemum-patterned anus now fully exposed, contracting and expanding with her heavy breathing—it was truly adorable! And since Liu Jiu had taken her virginity, he felt he had to make amends by deflowering this little girl!
Thinking this, Zheng Zhuang glanced at the oil lamp on the table, dipped his finger in the lamp oil, and smeared it on Su Yuyao's anus. Then he inserted his index finger into Su Yuyao's anus and began thrusting in and out. At first, although Su Yuyao was completely exhausted, her body instinctively contracted its muscles to resist the attack on her anus. However, after a while, Su Yuyao's anus gradually adapted to the continuous thrusting. The muscles of her anus softened, and her anus became smooth. Unlike the layers of her vulva, her anus felt incredibly smooth to the touch, and it seemed to have no end in sight. There was no feeling of not being able to fully enjoy herself.
After seeing that Su Yuyao had regained some strength, Zheng Zhuang sat cross-legged and held Su Yuyao in his arms. However, he noticed that Su Yuyao's legs were completely powerless due to exhaustion, and they could only be spread wide open. This was really affecting his "anal breaking" plan. So Zheng Zhuang once again wrapped Su Yuyao's legs up and hung them around his neck with rope. While adjusting the position of the body in his arms to find the most comfortable spot, Zheng Zhuang muttered to himself, "No wonder Old Nine insisted on wrapping these girls' legs up and hanging them around his neck; so that's why." As he spoke, he continued to probe and dig inside Su Yuyao's vulva, causing her to gush with lustful fluids. She shook her head and buttocks, trying to struggle. However, while stroking Su Yuyao's smooth, flat, and firm abdomen, Zheng Zhuang separated the two hemp ropes that had somehow become embedded in her vulva again: "Su Yuyao, don't mess around. Otherwise, you'll suffer when I deflower your anus. If you get injured, you'll get hemorrhoids! Imagine having your period in the front and hemorrhoids in the back—bleeding from both sides at the same time wouldn't be fun! Hahahaha..."
Su Yuyao struggled for a moment, but her strength was quickly exhausted, and she could only lean weakly against Zheng Zhuang, letting a thick, hard penis press against her anus.
Zheng Zhuang adjusted Su Yuyao's buttocks a few times, waiting until she completely gave up resisting and her muscles relaxed. Then, he suddenly channeled his inner strength, and his penis instantly became as stiff as a wooden stick. He released her, and Su Yuyao, who had been supported, fell straight down under the force of gravity. Her anus, like a mouth, swallowed the thick penis whole!
Su Yuyao felt as if a thick, hard wooden stick was pressing against her stomach, instantly wreaking havoc. A wave of nausea made her gag. Hearing Su Yuyao's gagging, Zheng Zhuang threatened, "If you dare vomit and dirty my bed, I'll make you eat everything you vomit, including the sheets you've soiled!" He didn't seem to give Su Yuyao a chance to recover and began thrusting rapidly. The high-speed thrusting occasionally brought air into her anus, making a "plop plop" sound like farting when he pulled out.
Su Yuyao could no longer even groan; she could only slump limply in Zheng Zhuang's arms, feeling the man's strength and unrestrained demands!
Zheng Zhuang held Su Yuyao's sweat-drenched body, her round buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, ripples of flesh spreading with each thrust like cushioning pads! He turned Su Yuyao's head, kissing her cherry lips, his hips moving up and down incessantly, as if he were penetrating her, continuing the three shallow, one deep thrusting technique. The bed rocked gently for almost the time it takes to burn two incense sticks. And Su Yuyao gradually began to experience a wonderful sensation unlike any other sexual intercourse. At this moment, she noticed that Zheng Zhuang's breathing was becoming increasingly heavy, and his words were becoming more and more obscene: "You little slut! Are you enjoying being fucked by me! You little bitch! I'll stab you to death! I'll stab! stab!"
At this moment, Zheng Zhuang felt a tingling and numbness in his lower back, and his glans felt as if it were being pricked by billions of fine needles. The numbness was like an electric current, growing stronger and stronger. He knew that he was about to ejaculate. The gentle movements just now could no longer satisfy his lust. He suddenly threw Su Yuyao onto the bed, forcefully pushing Su Yuyao's thighs up, making Su Yuyao's buttocks stick high in the sky. During this process, his penis never left Su Yuyao's anus for even a moment. Zheng Zhuang looked down at his own penis brutally ravaging Su Yuyao's anus. He began with all his might, his nearly foot-long shaft plunging in, his lower abdomen slapping against Su Yuyao's pink buttocks with a resounding slap. Su Yuyao, slightly suffocated, let out another indistinct moan. To Zheng Zhuang, these muffled, stimulating sounds somehow mocked his own inability to satisfy this world-renowned heroine. So, like a bull in heat, he thrust wildly into Su Yuyao's rectum. The bed creaked and groaned under his frenzied movements, interspersed with Su Yuyao's desperate screams. Under the onslaught of his massive, lewd member, Su Yuyao's naturally beautiful rectum secreted copious amounts of intestinal oil, moistening the delicate intestinal walls, making "plop, plop" sounds with each thrust. These lewd sounds excited him even more. He held Su Yuyao's high, firm buttocks and thrust tirelessly. Su Yuyao lay helplessly upright, feeling her whole body being tossed back and forth by his thrusts. Her spine cracked, seemingly unable to withstand the increasingly violent force. The two egg-like orbs in her breasts rolled around, causing her breasts to ache and itch, the base of her nipples pulling uncomfortably.
Time passed second by second. Su Yuyao, being anally penetrated, was half-dead. The six black braids on the bed now lay limply, just like their owner, some stray hairs sticking to her breasts, which were completely soaked with sweat. Zheng Zhuang, this rutting brute, had been with the stunning beauty Su Yuyao for over an hour. Although he was a master at seducing women, his penis wasn't without limits. When he looked down and saw the mixture of shock, fear, pleasure, and unbearable lust on Su Yuyao's face, he could no longer control himself. Like a wild beast, he mustered his last strength and thrust hard a few more times, gripping Su Yuyao's plump buttocks tightly, and gushing hot semen from his urethra. Su Yuyao felt a surge of heat rush into her rectum. She twisted her slender waist a few times, and under this intense stimulation, white fluid gushed from her vagina. Through anal sex, she had reached a uterine orgasm! The white fluid gushed out like a spring, and because she was lying on her back, some of it sprayed onto Su Yuyao's face and breasts!
Zheng Zhuang pulled his penis out of Su Yuyao's anus. As soon as he released her, Su Yuyao rolled onto the bed with a "gurgle." The long gang rape was over, and the little slut inexplicably started sobbing! Zheng Zhuang ignored why Su Yuyao was crying. Only then did he truly appreciate Su Yuyao's alluring naked body. Her breasts, swollen and red from his vigorous kneading, her nipples trembling slightly like two red grapes. Her slender waist, flat abdomen, and smooth, high mound of Venus below. Su Yuyao's anus was no longer a tightly closed chrysanthemum, but a round hole, no bigger than a soybean, slowly leaking the semen the man had just ejaculated inside. Besides, her labia majora, engorged and swollen from his penetration, were completely spread apart, like a fully blooming, alluring flower. Her vaginal opening, like a small mouth, was still slightly opening and closing, with streams of white vaginal fluid continuously flowing out.
As Zheng Zhuang ejaculated and withdrew his penis, the room suddenly became very quiet. The man's beastly roar and the woman's lewd moans stopped, and only Su Yuyao's soft breathing could be heard.
Zheng Zhuang leaned against the bed, reached out and unglued Su Yuyao from her mouth. He leered at her and said, "You little slut, what's coming out of here?" He then poked Su Yuyao's anus with a finger.
Su Yuyao, sobbing, stammered, "It's...it's...it's your semen."
Zheng Zhuang slapped Su Yuyao's breast hard, shouting, "What do you mean 'you'? You should call me master! You're a bitch, and every man who fucks you is your master! Understand?" He then slapped Su Yuyao's thigh again, leaving a large handprint.
"Yes, yes, master!"
"What are you?"
"I'm Su Yuyao...ouch!"
"You're not Su Yuyao, you're a bitch! Say it, you're a bitch! And next time your master hits you, you should say thank you, master! Do you hear me?" He then slapped her large, fat buttocks again.
"Yes, yes, I'm a little bitch... Ouch!" Another slap landed, and Su Yuyao quickly said, "Thank you, thank you, Master!"
"Did I say you're a little bitch? You are a bitch, you can't say a single word wrong with what Master said!"
"Yes, yes, I'm a bitch, a bitch, a bitch that Master can fuck however he wants!"
Zheng Zhuang smiled with satisfaction, but he still had some doubts. Everyone in the martial arts world knew that Su Yuyao was as fiery as fire, nicknamed "Flame Jade." How could she have become such a sex slave today? He knew that his training methods were only the beginning, how could she have so quickly and completely abandoned all her dignity?
Worried that it was a trap, Zheng Zhuang tried a few more times, making Su Yuyao say countless lewd words. Su Yuyao complied without the slightest resistance, seemingly having completely accepted her identity as a sex slave deep in her heart. Even when Zheng Zhuang lowered his head to kiss Su Yuyao, and as he sucked on Su Yuyao's fragrant tongue, Su Yuyao immediately put her tongue into his mouth. When Zheng Zhuang tentatively bit the tip of Su Yuyao's tongue, Su Yuyao trembled all over. Her full breasts truly embodied the meaning of "room," rippling with her body's trembling. Her hard nipples swayed playfully from side to side like small fists. The gentle biting of her tongue actually brought this heroine to a small climax!
When Zheng Zhuang tentatively put his own tongue into Su Yuyao's mouth, of course, he held a steel needle loosely against Su Yuyao's chin, ready to immediately kill her if anything went wrong. However, unexpectedly, Su Yuyao looked completely intoxicated, as if she were savoring the greatest delicacy in the world, carefully and forcefully sucking on Zheng Zhuang's tongue, without any other intention.
Zheng Zhuang finally picked up a chamber pot and placed it on the ground. He held the bound Su Yuyao like a child urinating, saying, "You haven't relieved yourself for so long, and I just gave you so much water. Come on, pee!" He then reached out and touched Su Yuyao's labia, making a "shh~" sound.
Su Yuyao's face turned bright red, as if it were about to bleed. She lowered her head, seemingly ashamed to face anyone.
Seeing this, Zheng Zhuang couldn't help but utter a soft "Hmm?" At that moment, Su Yuyao trembled and quickly said, "Master, I pee, I pee... but, but..."
"Can't you pee?" Zheng Zhuang asked kindly.
Su Yuyao whispered, "Yes!"
"That's easy, I'll help you!" He said, clamping Su Yuyao's buttocks tightly between his legs, while his large hands pressed and squeezed her lower abdomen until finally a drop of water flowed out, making a splashing sound as it fell into the chamber pot…
Su Yuyao had a half-sister, ten years her senior. As a child, she loved playing with her sister. In her eyes, her sister was incredibly capable, able to do everything. When her sister got married, Su Yuyao was only six years old. She cried bitterly and refused to see her sister for over a year. It wasn't until a year later, when she visited her brother-in-law's house with her parents, that she saw her sister again.
Contrary to her expectations, her sister hadn't become haggard from marriage; instead, she looked like a beautifully blossoming flower. Thinking back to the "fairies fighting" book she'd accidentally seen when her sister got married, and how her sister had scolded her for it, only to have her blushing and slap her bottom, she became even more puzzled. Since it was a wicked, man-eating demon, why did her older sister look even more beautiful? Hadn't the demon come to fight her sister? Curious,
Su Yuyao secretly slipped into her sister and brother-in-law's bedroom that night, and through the crack in the door, she witnessed a scene that would change her life forever!
In the bedroom, on a large bed with bronze mirrors on three sides, her sister lay sprawled in the center. Surprisingly, her sister's waist was incredibly slender, but her buttocks were unusually large. Her brother-in-law was on top of her, moving up and down, and beneath them, a thick, black, rod-like object was thrusting in and out of her body. Her sister, as if unable to bear it, groaned loudly, "Big meat stick brother, you're killing me! I can't take it anymore! Big meat stick, hurry up and throw it away!"
At that moment, her brother-in-law suddenly grabbed her two pink legs and... He pushed her to her chest, making her furry little vulva appear even more prominent in this position. Her brother-in-law smiled smugly, his thick, dark penis thrusting even faster. The usually dignified and virtuous sister now resembled a little vixen, her face full of wantonness as she shook her head with each thrust, crying out, "Oh...my big penis brother...I'm so...sexy...oh...dear brother...my clitoris is gone again...oh...you're really killing me..."
The sister shook her head wantonly ... She cried out, but her brother-in-law ignored her cries and thrust relentlessly. Her vaginal fluids and semen flowed from her vulva, carried by his large penis, down her buttocks. Her sister was truly being fucked unconscious; yet her brother-in-law continued thrusting. When she slowly regained consciousness, her brother-in-law's large hand slapped her buttocks hard. She cried out for mercy, her voice filled with wanton moans: "Ouch...darling...this slut can't take it anymore...you still won't release, what am I going to do?" "...Stop hitting me...my ass is going to break...I'll suck it out for you, you slut!"
The brother-in-law seemed to agree to this method, pulled out his big penis, and lay on his back on the bed. The sister slowly got up and touched her buttocks, as if in endless pain. She slowly crawled to her brother-in-law's side, first licking the vaginal fluid and vaginal fluid off the big penis with the tip of her tongue, and then opening her cherry-like mouth wide, she took the egg-sized glans into her mouth and began to suck it deeply and shallowly. Meanwhile, the brother-in-law rubbed his sister's vulva and her little anus with his hands.
The older sister swallowed and exhaled for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Su Yuyao clearly saw that her sister even swallowed her brother-in-law's penis into her throat. The shape of her brother-in-law's penis was clearly visible on her sister's slender and charming neck, but her brother-in-law just wouldn't "throw it out" as her sister had said!
In the end, her brother-in-law found a red ribbon and tied her sister upside down, hanging her on the bed frame. He took a jade pendant and inserted his ugly, mushroom-like thing between his legs into his sister's vagina, while he inserted his own penis into her anus!
That night, when her sister screamed and convulsed, reaching orgasm with her brother-in-law, little Su Yuyao also collapsed softly outside the door, finally managing to crawl back to her room with great difficulty.
The next day, when she began subtly probing her sister about her married life, she inadvertently revealed that she had witnessed her sister and brother-in-law's intimate moments. Her sister, blushing, slapped her bottom and scolded, "You little rascal! Naughty!" before saying, "You're too young to understand these things. Just know that your brother-in-law hasn't mistreated me, and I'm truly happy."
From that moment on, Su Yuyao somehow developed a deep-seated belief that any man who could bring her the same happiness as her sister could bring her joy and happiness. As she grew older, she found herself gradually falling for her brother-in-law! She always compared him to the talented young men introduced to her, and even, relying on her superior martial arts skills, she had spied on their naked bodies. None of them were as muscular as her brother-in-law. Naturally, none of them satisfied her.
Sometimes when she visited her sister, she would find marks from bondage on her sister's body in secret places. After repeated questioning, her sister would shyly tell her about the bondage pleasure the couple enjoyed in their bedroom.
Countless tiny seeds were thus planted in Su Yuyao's heart, until today, when she fell into Zheng Zhuang's hands, was raped, gang-raped, and anally penetrated. This series of events brought Su Yuyao the unparalleled pleasure she had imagined. She truly experienced the pleasure her sister and brother-in-law had felt, and she was certain that the pleasure she received was far greater than her sister's!
Thus, this heroine easily degenerated into a lowly sex slave!
Liu Jiu was enjoying himself immensely, a thick stream of semen violently shooting into the virgin's womb, leaving an indelible mark on this beautiful and alluring virgin. Just as his hands were roaming over Su Yuyao's body, indulging in lewd acts, he felt a sharp pain in his ear. Opening his eyes, he saw Zheng Zhuang staring at him in his underwear.
Liu Jiu looked awkwardly at Su Yuyao, who was already unconscious in his arms and still sobbing like an abandoned kitten: "Boss, I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself..."
"I don't care that you drank this chick's first soup. Didn't you say before that you didn't want to sleep with women?" Zheng Zhuang mocked, "We're planning to find you two men next time, we can't mistreat our brothers."
"Boss, you don't know. This chick is a natural masochist, just my type!"
"Really? Looks like we brothers have found a treasure. I've almost trained the one in the room, go and give Hua Tou a boost. Hua Tou is a blockhead who only knows how to fuck to death, you keep an eye on him, don't let him really ruin her."
"Boss, there are only oxen that die from exhaustion, not land that is ruined by plowing."
"What kind of bull is he? He's a vicious wolf! Hurry up, listen to the screaming inside!" Zheng Zhuang picked up Su Yuyao, frowning. "You son of a bitch, you've shot so much, can you still get hard?"
Liu Jiu massaged Su Yuyao's lower back a few times, and milky white semen flowed out of her vagina. "Boss, it's basically all out. If you're worried, you can wash this girl again."
"Nonsense, of course I'll wash her. Otherwise, are we going to share shoes?"
Liu Jiu chuckled as he walked into the room, immediately spotting Hua Tou, still wearing his underwear, clutching his arm and raising his foot to kick Shui Ningyue, who was half-lying on the bed.
With that kick, Shui Ningyue would have broken several bones even if she didn't die. Liu Jiu quickly shouted, "Hua Tou, stop! What's going on?"
Hua Tou's eyes widened as he stretched out his arm and said, "Look, this little bitch is like a cat, she scratched me!"
Liu Jiu looked at the four bloody marks on Hua Tou's arm and asked suspiciously, "This girl's hands were tied up, how could she have scratched you?"
Hua Tou said angrily, "How should I know? I just took off my pants and touched this girl's butt twice, before I even had a chance to penetrate her, she slapped me. I'm going to beat her to death!" Saying that, he was about to strike again.
Liu Jiu, suppressing his rage, laughed and said, "What kind of skill is it to hit a woman? Making her wish she were dead under your crotch is the real skill of a man. She just scratched you? Even kittens don't have claws. Watch me deal with her!"
Hua Tou looked at Shui Ningyue's bloodshot fingernails and asked, "Won't it bleed a lot if you pull out her nails?"
Hearing this, Shui Ningyue's pretty face turned pale, and she involuntarily curled up further into the bed.
"No need for all that trouble. Just watch." With that, Liu Jiu took off his recently put-on trousers, pulled out the drawstring, jumped onto the bed, pressed his knee against Shui Ningyue's back, wrapped her delicate hands in his trousers, and tied them with the drawstring, ensuring that it wouldn't affect blood flow or come undone during vigorous movement.
Liu Jiu laughed and said, "Hua Tou, see? Now this little kitten can no longer scratch people."
Hua Tou chuckled maliciously, "Good, good, good. Now I want to see how this little slut can scratch people." Saying that, he took off his pants. "Old Jiu, shall we go one by one or together?" Old Jiu shook
his penis, "I'm all naked, what's the point of going one by one? Of course, it's the two of us brothers together! But let's make it clear first, do you want the bottom or the top of this girl first?"
"You said you want to make this girl wish she were dead under my crotch, so of course I want to have a good fuck first and let this little slut taste my power! If you want to go on top, go ahead, anyway, you're always different from us!"
Liu Jiu grabbed Shui Ningyue's long leg and pulled it over, saying, "Today I'll show you what a milk cannon is! There are many places on a woman's body that you can play with, it's not just one hole." Hua
Tou jumped onto the bed and flipped Shui Ningyue, who was lying on the bed, over. He pushed her bound legs up to her chest, exposing her narrow, clam-shell-like vulva. His large glans rubbed against her soft labia, getting a little bit of her vaginal fluid on it. He looked up at Liu Jiu: "Go for it, what are you waiting for?"
Liu Jiu smiled and sat down beside Shui Ningyue's head, stroking her smooth face: "Heroine, enjoy our brothers' service, we guarantee you'll be in heaven!"
Shui Ningyue twisted her round, plump buttocks, trying to escape Liu Jiu and Hua Tou's clutches. But the two strong men held her firmly on the bed, pinching her buttocks, her buttocks raised high, revealing her swollen, red vulva, which looked like a ripe strawberry, just from Zheng Zhuang's penetration.
Hua Tou grinned lewdly and said to Liu Jiu without any sincerity, "Old Liu, why don't you give this little bitch a good pounding first?"
Liu Jiu stretched out his finger and lifted the heroine's chin, carefully examining her exquisitely beautiful face. "You blockhead, all you know is how to smash things. You do your thing, I'll do mine!"
Hua Tou stroked his somewhat limp penis, which soon became as hard as iron. The purplish-black glans pressed tightly against Shui Ningyue's vulva. He gripped the heroine's round, plump buttocks with both hands and pushed hard. With a muffled "plop!" of flesh colliding, he began to thrust rapidly. With a powerful impact, Shui Ningyue's long, black hair flew wildly. Bound like a rice dumpling, she remained motionless, only her slender toes gripping the sheets beneath her, a testament to her pain and pleasure. Tears streamed down her large eyes as she helplessly raised her head, her unfocused gaze inexplicably landing on Liu Jiu's face.
Suddenly, Liu Jiu grabbed Shui Ningyue's chin. A faint cracking sound was heard, followed by a sharp pain in Shui Ningyue's jaw. Liu Jiu had dislocated her chin. Hua Tou stared in astonishment as Liu Jiu removed the ball from Shui Ningyue's mouth: "What's wrong with you? Why did you take the ball out of her mouth?" He then began thrusting forcefully behind Shui Ningyue's ample buttocks. A thin rope was tightly bound between her buttocks, her two round, white mounds gripping the rope like a thong. This stimulation only fueled Hua Tou's excitement.
Liu Jiu chuckled, "What do you know? A woman's mouth is also a captivating little hole!" With that, he wrapped one arm around the heroine's neck and pressed down on the back of her head with the other, aligning her mouth and throat in a straight line. Then, to her terrified gaze, he thrust his slender penis into Shui Ningyue's cherry-like mouth! Shui Ningyue was horrified to discover that because her throat and mouth had been aligned, the slender glans had forced its way through her tongue, pharynx, and tonsils, directly into her esophagus.
Unlike the vulva or anus, this deep throat sensation was like a series of overlapping peaks, completely comparable to those women with renowned sexual organs.
Caught between Liu Jiu and Hua Tou, Shui Ningyue felt as if she were in both hell and heaven. Liu Jiu's slender penis, like a venomous snake, plunged deep into her esophagus. Her throat swelled and contracted with each thrust, the pressure making it difficult to breathe. Her vision blurred, and her consciousness thinned. In a daze, a tingling, itchy pleasure emanated from her lower body, making her feel as if she were floating in the heavens. For a moment, her body felt light and airy.
Shui Ningyue felt a warm sensation all over her body, and her soul seemed to have become a light feather, leaving her body and floating onto the bed as an outsider watching Liu Jiu and Hua Tou wantonly ravage the fair and tender body of a heroine named Shui Ningyue from both ends.
Shui Ningyue's body was incredibly fair and tender, her torso, as if sculpted from snow, tightly bound together with fine hemp rope. Under the vigorous thrusting of the two men, the dual pleasures of suffocation and sexual ecstasy washed over Shui Ningyue, a virgin, like waves crashing against the shore. Women truly are made of water. During the intense sexual intercourse, the men's sweat made them appear glistening and slippery, and combined with their hairy, dark skin, they resembled gorillas. Meanwhile, the fine beads of sweat covering her fair body were as lovely as dewdrops glistening on flower petals on an early autumn morning. Beads of sweat playfully slid down her snow-white back during the vigorous thrusting, gathering along her proud figure, in her cleavage, on her lower abdomen…
The sweat in her cleavage quickly gathered along the alluring curves of her full breasts, pooling on her erect, bright red nipples, while the sweat in her lower abdomen flowed along the taut lines of her abdominal muscles, gathering at her small navel.
Sweat dripping from her nipples and droplets of water pooling in her navel scattered with each thrust, soaking the sheets beneath her.
Hua Tou was truly a hardcore slut; all he did was thrust deeply and then shallowly, offering no other movement. The tight, virginal vagina gave him endless pleasure; the tender flesh inside had long since adapted to the intense thrusting, no longer as stiff and tight as it had been initially. This slut seemed particularly interested in her plump buttocks, his large hands grabbing and pinching her perfectly peach-shaped buttocks, each grab accompanied by an extra-forceful thrust to the very end. Hearing the crisp sounds of flesh colliding, Shui Ningyue felt her heart was about to leap out of her body, but seeing the slender penis moving in and out of her cherry-like mouth, bringing forth countless drops of glistening saliva, Shui Ningyue knew her heart would at most reach her throat before being pushed back down by Liu Jiu.
After thrusting for a while, the two began to speak. Shui Ningyue then realized that she could only see their actions but couldn't hear what they were saying.
However, this didn't matter. One grabbed her ankle, the other held her shoulder, and simultaneously pulled their penises out of her cherry-like mouth and peach blossom cave. After the penises were removed, Shui Ningyue felt as if her body had suddenly lost all strength; her muscles became incredibly weak, and her head hung low, her beautiful hair completely obscuring her face. Looking at her limp body, Shui Ningyue suddenly felt useless. Why was she so weak? At this moment,
the two men exerted force simultaneously, lifting Shui Ningyue's delicate body up. Then, with a sudden burst of strength, Shui Ningyue stared in disbelief as her body did a 180° spin in mid-air, changing from a head-and-buttocks-flower position to a head-flower-buttocks-flower position. Then
the two men chuckled to each other, and at this moment, Shui Ningyue heard their voices.
"Old Liu, I'll wear your shoes. You wear mine too!"
"What's the difference? Same shoes!"
With the exchange between the two men, Shui Ningyue found her soul returning to her body.
Hua Tou's sticky, unwashed penis was thrust into her mouth. Unlike Liu Jiu's slender penis, Hua Tou's was incredibly thick, making Shui Ningyue feel as if her mouth was about to split open. Liu Jiu's slender penis behind her made her vagina feel uncomfortable, penetrating almost without resistance to her cervix, quickly reaching deep inside.
The stimulation of the two men exchanging partners and the woman's repeated orgasms caused by reaching her limit led both men to climax almost simultaneously after three hundred thrusts.
Liu Jiu, having already ejaculated once, released a small amount of semen from her swollen vagina when he withdrew his penis. Hua Tou, after withdrawing his penis, had thick semen flowing directly from Shui Ningyue's lips.
Finally, after they had finished, it was already past midnight. Zheng Zhuang ordered the two men to thoroughly wash and clean Shui Ningyue and Su Yuyao before allowing them to sleep.
Although she had fallen into the clutches of evil, the heroine was naturally afraid, but her ravaged body desperately needed rest. Moreover, the two were placed in separate rooms. Su Yuyao was placed in Hua Tou and Liu Jiu's room, while Shui Ningyue was chosen by Zheng Zhuang and placed on his own bed. Soon, the two fell into a deep sleep...
When it was still pitch black, Shui Ningyue was suddenly awakened. When she opened her eyes, she found herself being held in someone's arms, her bare back pressed against the man's somewhat thin chest. After the recent ravaging, she quickly realized that the man holding her was Turtle-Headed Snake—Liu Jiu!
Shui Ningyue had started giving Liu Jiu a nickname at some point.
Liu Jiu held the beautiful woman in his arms, letting Shui Ningyue's round bottom sit on his lap. His large hands reached up to her chest, kneading her full breasts. "Little girl," he said, "I'm about to sell you two. I'm actually a little reluctant. Of all the women I've played with, your little mouth is the most potent. I really can't bear to
part with you, but there's nothing I can do. While the boss and Hua Tou are out, how about we do it one more time?" These words jolted Shui Ningyue awake again: Yes, who was going to harm her and her sister? Judging from his words, it seemed he only wanted to target her and Su Yuyao, without mentioning Lü Qiutong. Thinking back on the people she had made enemies of recently, although everyone was after that inexplicable ginseng fruit, she couldn't imagine anyone using such a method against her. Suddenly, a thought popped into her head: Could it be Lü Qiutong who was going to harm them? Although she immediately dismissed this idea as absurd, once the seed sprouted, it wouldn't disappear.
Liu Jiu gripped Shui Ningyue's slender waist and lifted her high, aligning her now tight vulva with his nearly foot-long erect penis. "Beauty, don't rush. Twisting your hips won't help. The kung fu we three brothers learned from Ye Guantian. I can't speak for anything else, but when it comes to making women feel like they're in heaven, do you think anyone can surpass Senior Ye Guantian?"
Poisonous Doctor Ye Guantian! Su Yuyao's pupils instantly contracted: They were Ye Guantian's men? Could it be that Ye Guantian was going to harm us sisters?
Her thoughts couldn't continue. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in concentration, Liu Jiu executed a move like a bird returning to its nest. He released his grip on Shui Ningyue's slender waist, and under the force of gravity, Shui Ningyue's vulva completely swallowed Liu Jiu's penis. With a "plop" sound from the slippery, wet vulva, the foot-long penis truly disappeared into her vagina like a bird returning to its nest. Liu Jiu let out a comfortable groan, then stuck out his tongue to lick Shui Ningyue's shoulder skin, his penis swaying gently below: "Don't rush, don't rush, I'll make you feel good in a bit!"
"No rush? How can you say no rush?" Zheng Zhuang, his face grim, appeared before the dumbfounded Liu Jiu with a flower-shaped hairpin. "I said I had to deliver the goods today, and you're still playing around here?"
Liu Jiu smiled awkwardly, wanting to say something but not saying anything, finally saying: "Just now when it went in..."
"Hurry up, don't sell this one yet. We'll sell this one when we're done playing with it. Let's go, we can't waste time today!" Zheng Zhuang grabbed the rope around Shui Ningyue's chest and pulled, and with a "slippery" sound, a stiff, erect penis flew out of her vagina.
There's nothing shameful about men attacking a woman from both sides, but seeing two fully dressed men watching their penises swing around indifferently is unbearable for anyone. Liu Jiu quickly dressed Shui Ningyue and tidied her up before leaving.
Lu Qiutong, rubbing her slightly aching chest, listened to Shui Ningyue's personal experience. Based on the fragmented information, she deduced the story and frowned in thought.
The only clue was Ye Guantian, whom Liu Jiu mentioned. Could this person be the real culprit?
After Shui Ningyue finished recounting her experiences, she quietly watched Lü Qiutong, who was deep in thought. The events of the past few days had completely shattered her confidence and dignity. Now, she was utterly helpless, instinctively obeying any command. Therefore, Lü Qiutong's pensive state didn't provoke any displeasure from her. However, she didn't know that Lü Qiutong wasn't considering the details of the events but was lost in her own memories—memories of Ye Guantian. Suddenly,
a flickering light appeared outside, footsteps echoed, and someone shouted, "It's here! Catch those two women!"
Lü Qiutong was startled by the sound. She rushed to the bedside and pushed open a crack in the window. She saw twenty or thirty burly men outside, holding torches and clubs, blocking the shop entrance. The leader, indistinctly visible, was Zheng Zhuang! What
to do? Lü Qiutong turned to look at Shui Ningyue, only to be stunned to find that Shui Ningyue, who had been sitting at the table, was nowhere to be seen.
Lu Qiutong was shocked: Who could take away a living person like Shui Ningyue without a sound?
For a moment, Lu Qiutong was in a panic. Just then, there was a loud knocking on her door: "Guest, guest! There are more than a dozen thugs outside. Our manager wants you to hide!"
Lu Qiutong flung open the door, and the waiter outside was caught off guard and fell in. Lu Qiutong dodged to the side, and the waiter fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Lü Qiutong bent down and grabbed the waiter by the collar, asking, "Tell me, what's going on outside?"
The waiter shook his head, dazed, and said, "Cough cough, why is there so much dust? I just swept the floor today."
Lü Qiutong slapped him across the face. "Tell me, what happened?"
The waiter touched his burning cheek, his mind seemingly clearing a bit. He looked at Lü Qiutong and said, "Heroine, you're the only customer in our shop tonight. Those people outside are definitely after you two. Our manager said to take you to hide in the hidden compartment."
"We?" Lü Qiutong followed the waiter's gaze and saw Shui Ningyue wrapped tightly in the blanket on the bed, her beautiful eyes filled with terror, trembling like a frightened quail.
So she was scared into bed. Lü Qiutong breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately felt a pang of sadness, realizing that the original Shui Ningyue was gone forever, leaving only a beautiful but useless person!
The twenty or thirty men outside gave Lü Qiutong no time to reflect. The sound of banging on the door echoed downstairs, and the shopkeeper was pleading, "My lords, I've never shortchanged you! Why are you ruining my business like this?" His voice was trembling with tears.
The men outside showed no sign of stopping; the shopkeeper's pleas only emboldened them. One shouted, "Fatty, open the door now and we can talk! Otherwise, you'll get a beating!"
Hearing the cracking sound of the door breaking downstairs, the waiter panicked. He jumped up, went to the bed, scooped up the huddled Shui Ningyue, turned to the door, and said to the pale-faced Lü Qiutong, "Come with me!" He then stomped downstairs. Lü Qiutong understood that she had no other choice but to follow the waiter downstairs; she had no other options.
Upon reaching the kitchen, the waiter tossed Shui Ningyue, wrapped in a blanket, into Lü Qiutong's arms. Although Lü Qiutong was about the same height and weight as Shui Ningyue, being a martial artist, carrying the clearly mentally unstable Shui Ningyue was not difficult.
The waiter skillfully jumped onto the stove, removed a blackened wooden plank, revealing a three-foot square opening, and turned to the two, hissing, "Go in quickly!"
Just then, a "crack" sound of a bolt breaking came from the front of the kitchen. Lü Qiutong's face paled; she understood this was a sign the Canal Gang was about to break down the door. The situation was urgent, and she couldn't hesitate any longer. Regardless of whether the opening posed any danger, if they didn't go in now, she and Shui Ningyue would surely fall into the hands of the Canal Gang and meet a terrible end. She tried to let Shui Ningyue go in first, but Shui Ningyue clung tightly to Lü Qiutong's hands, refusing to let go. How could they both enter the three-foot square opening at the same time?
In a moment of panic, the waiter grabbed a rolling pin and struck Shui Ningyue on the head, knocking her unconscious. He then hurriedly carried both of them into the cave.
Lü Qiutong held the unconscious Shui Ningyue in her arms. By the light filtering through the door, she could see that the place was actually a small space between two walls; in short, the wall separating the front hall and the kitchen was a well-disguised partition.
This was quite common in the chaotic Five Dynasties period. Back then, Guo Wei, the founding emperor of the Later Zhou dynasty, served under Liu Chengyou, the emperor of the Later Han dynasty. Liu Chengyou, suspicious of Guo Wei, killed all his sons left in Kaifeng, forcing him to pass the throne to Emperor Shizong, Chai Rong. Shizong's young son then ascended the throne. The current emperor, at Chenqiao Post Station, searched throughout Kaifeng for his relatives. If his sister and mother hadn't been hidden under the incense table while offering incense at the temple that day, they too would have faced certain death. If even royalty and nobility are treated this way, ordinary people must be even more cautious to survive in this world of war and slaughter. Looking at the marks left in the hidden wall, it was clear that many refugees had indeed hidden here in the past.
Once I calmed myself, I looked out through a hole. I didn't know when, but the members of the canal gang had broken in. Five or six of them were beating the innkeeper and the waiter downstairs. The two men lay on the ground, covering their heads, enduring the beating and insults, while the others searched everywhere. In a short time, the once-prosperous restaurant was a complete mess.
The canal gang gave the waiter a good beating. The waiter rolled on the ground, his head bleeding, but he kept repeating, "Good sir, spare my life! I really didn't know!" The fat shopkeeper, clutching his head and buttocks, lay on the ground howling, "I can't live like this anymore!"
Just as Zheng Zhuang lost his patience and picked up a stick, ready to take matters into his own hands, a gong sounded outside: "Bold thieves, how dare you commit violence in the capital!" Zheng Zhuang turned his head and saw a group of black-clad officials outside, holding sticks and iron rulers. The one in the lead was holding a large dragon-patterned staff!
Zheng Zhuang was shocked. He had heard earlier that the Song emperor had intended to address the problem of too many corrupt officials and troublemakers in Bianjing, who were harassing law-abiding citizens, and had established an agency called the Imperial City Guard, which was the first crackdown agency.
None of these gangs took it seriously. Countless similar organizations had emerged in the past. Some initially spoke with righteous indignation, but a few hundred strings of cash were enough to make them smile. Others were even more direct: "Send the money, and you can do whatever you want."
They had assumed all the Imperial City Guards were the same, but unexpectedly, less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea had passed, a team of Imperial City Guards had arrived at the scene. And judging from the flickering flames in the distance, more people were heading this way.
Zheng Zhuang sighed helplessly: "Withdraw!"
Leaving aside how the officials handled the situation upon their arrival, by the time they finished the official formalities, it was almost dawn. The officer in charge sternly refused the shopkeeper's offer of a meal, instructing him to meticulously calculate the losses so that the government could provide compensation later.
The shopkeeper chuckled, acknowledging this. The two quickly closed the door and released the two women from the hidden passage. After Lü Qiutong brought Shui Ningyue out, the shopkeeper handed her an oil lamp, saying, "Lady, please keep an eye on things. You're not familiar with this place; be careful not to hurt her."
Lü Qiutong then placed Shui Ningyue on a bed in the kitchen. Looking at the mess in the shop, she took out an exquisite purse from her inner garment, removed three gold leaves, and said, "Shopkeeper, we've dragged you into this mess. We, the heroes of the martial world, stand tall and upright, and would never implicate others. These gold leaves are my compensation; please accept them." "Go."
The shopkeeper glanced at the gold leaf in Lü Qiutong's hand, smiled bitterly, and sighed, "My lady, I appreciate your kindness. But this matter can't be resolved with money anymore. Last night, if the authorities hadn't come, my waiter and I would have only gotten a beating. At worst, we could have rested for a few days and paid some compensation. But now I've offended the Zhonghe Gang, and it's impossible for me to survive in Bianjing anymore. You're not a local, young lady, and I'd like to beg you, for the sake of the day I saved you, to show me a way out!" As he spoke, tears streamed down the shopkeeper's face.
Hearing this, Lü Qiutong felt a pang of pain in her heart. She hadn't expected that she had implicated the shopkeeper, forcing him to leave his hometown. Seeing the shopkeeper about to kneel before her, she quickly helped him up: "Shopkeeper, I truly didn't know I'd dragged you into this. I will definitely help you, but could you tell me what exactly this Zhonghe Gang is all about?"
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately stopped crying. He looked up in surprise and exchanged a glance with the waiter: "You don't know what the Zhonghe Gang is all about?"
Lü Qiutong naturally couldn't admit she knew nothing, so she could only vaguely say, "I know a little, but how... " "I can't even remember why I've become enemies with the Zhonghe Gang. Tell me, is there some misunderstanding between me and the Zhonghe Gang? If it's really a misunderstanding, we can talk it out and everything will be fine, and you won't have to leave your hometown, right?"
The shopkeeper gave a bitter smile: "I really hope it's a misunderstanding, but what can we do even if it is? Fine, fine, I see you're also a so-called member of the Jianghu, since you want to hear it, I'll tell you."
After the shopkeeper spoke, Lü Qiutong understood that the daily necessities such as firewood, rice, oil, and salt in Bianliang City basically depended on the four rivers: Bianhe, Caihe, Jinshuihe, and Wuzhanghe. The Jianghu people who occupied these four rivers naturally named their gangs after the rivers they occupied. Li Shuangjiang's Bianhe Gang was the largest of the four major gangs.
Although there were four major gangs, not every gang was a unified entity, with the gang leader's orders being obeyed by all subordinates. In fact, these four major gangs were all aggregates of countless smaller gangs. The Zhonghe Gang was a small faction within the Bianhe Gang. They were called the Zhonghe Gang because their location was at the end of the Bianhe River flowing through the old city, a crucial distribution center for vegetables in Bianliang City. In fact, the entire vegetable supply of Southern Bianliang City depended on the Zhonghe Gang.
The shopkeeper gave a bitter smile: "Miss, I'm just a shopkeeper. Now that I've offended the Zhonghe Gang, if they don't sell me vegetables, what's the point of my shop? Who would stay in a place where there's not even food?" He then sighed heavily and lowered his head in silence.
Lu Qiutong was stunned for a long time, genuinely at a loss for words. After a long pause, she finally spoke, "Just now, didn't the officials say..."
Before the shopkeeper could finish, the waiter, rubbing his bruised eye with a hard-boiled egg, said angrily, "The officials? You still believe them? That Li Shuangjiang's youngest son has harassed respectable women on the street more than once or twice, but what happens in the end? Every time, isn't it Chief Li who rescues him?"
The shopkeeper glared at the waiter, "Shut up! How dare you say such things?" He then pointed at the egg in the waiter's hand and asked, "Who told you to take this egg?"
The waiter glanced at the shopkeeper and, under Lü Qiutong's astonished gaze, swallowed the egg from his hand. He swallowed the food, then cursed the innkeeper, "You shameless old bastard! You used to feast on fine wine and meat, while I couldn't even afford a steamed bun. I told you to go home early, but you insisted on waiting. Now these two plagues have arrived, and we can't do business. I'll just have to go home, or at least wander around and find something to eat. What can you do with all that fat? Aren't you afraid of running into bandits and having your oil boiled for lamps?"
The waiter's vicious words made the innkeeper's face turn ashen. He couldn't catch his breath, and his face quickly turned from ashen to red. He heard a gurgling sound in his throat, then his face turned from red to white, and his eyes rolled back as he died.
Startled, Lü Qiutong rushed forward to support the shopkeeper who was about to collapse, turning back to glare at the waiter: "How can you speak like that?"
The waiter seemed to have given up entirely, nonchalantly turning around to pick up a jar of wine, tearing off the mud seal, and drinking directly from it. However, before he could even take two sips, Lü Qiutong smashed it to pieces. He was about to unleash a torrent of angry curses when he felt a cold wind press against his neck. Lü Qiutong, her face radiating authority, held a sword to the waiter's throat: "Go find a doctor immediately. If anything happens to the shopkeeper, I can simply walk away, but you can wait to see the authorities. I hope you have a father who's a gang leader."
The waiter looked at the pale-faced, unconscious shopkeeper and realized he had indeed angered him greatly. Looking at the sword against his neck, he turned and grabbed a handful of copper coins from behind the counter, then went out to find a doctor.
Lu Qiutong quickly laid the shopkeeper down on the ground and massaged his acupoints to help him catch his breath. After a while, the shopkeeper let out a long sigh: "Sigh... what kind of world is this!"
Just then, the waiter, pale-faced, pushed open the door and stuffed the money into his pocket, saying, "Oh no, shopkeeper, we'd better leave quickly. I just saw Li Shuangjiang's son, 'Iron Silver Spear' Li Tianyi, passing by on the next street."
"Li Tianyi?" Lu Qiutong was stunned. This suddenly brought back a vague memory from not long ago. When Su Yuyao was being traded like a commodity, Lu Qiutong vaguely heard the words "divine will." Now, hearing the waiter say "Li Tianyi," she suddenly realized that they were talking about Li Tianyi.
Thinking of this, Lü Qiutong grabbed her sword and asked the waiter, "Where did you see Li Tianyi?"
The waiter was startled, looking at the sword pointing at him with some fear. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Right here, right here on Mo Niangzi Street."
Lü Qiutong nodded, "I know that place." Just then, the sound of Shui Ningyue waking up came from the kitchen.
Lü Qiutong was overjoyed and ran to the kitchen, leaving the waiter behind. She saw Shui Ningyue with hazy almond eyes. Her usually neat black hair was now disheveled. The blanket had slipped down as she got up, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white skin and the deep cleavage created by her round breasts.
Lü Qiutong glanced back at the shopkeeper and waiter standing outside, glaring at each other angrily. Fortunately, the two didn't intend to follow her in, preventing Shui Ningyue from being exposed. However, she quickly went over to help the still somewhat dazed Shui Ningyue adjust her clothes.
Shui Ningyue gradually regained her senses and learned that Li Tianyi had been discovered, and that he might be the one who took Su Yuyao away that night. Despite Lü Qiutong's repeated objections, Shui Ningyue insisted on going with her to find Li Tianyi.
Faced with Lü Qiutong's objections, Shui Ningyue said, "Sister, in this situation, how can we act alone?"
Shui Ningyue stood up, wearing only her undergarments, found a tattered set of clothes thrown down by a waiter in the kitchen, put them on, tied up the ill-fitting parts with rope, and then went out with Lü Qiutong.
After emerging from the room, Lü Qiutong saw the waiter glaring at the shopkeeper, trying to outdo him in eye size. A surge of anger rose within her. Her initial plan to find Li Tianyi herself suddenly changed. She had absolutely no liking for such an insolent and opportunistic person. She grabbed the waiter by the collar and said, "Come on, take us to Li Tianyi!"
The waiter struggled fiercely, but his futile efforts and several firm slaps from the heroine silenced him completely.
Lü Qiutong and Shui Ningyue bowed respectfully to the shopkeeper before leaving with the waiter.
However, as they left, they were so focused on the occasionally struggling waiter that they failed to notice the strange smile that suddenly appeared on the shopkeeper's previously troubled face…
By the time they went outside, it was already dawn, and the streets were gradually filling with pedestrians. Guided by the waiter, a beautiful woman dressed in a tight-fitting outfit and a haggard-looking young woman dressed in men's clothing covered in ropes hurried past, amidst the strange gazes of onlookers.
After walking for a while, they arrived at Mo Niangzi Street. The waiter looked around and, without hesitation, pointed to a young man standing in the middle of the road, carrying a huge wicker basket covered in a white cloth on his back, saying, "That's Li Tianyi. Alright, can I go now?" Before he could finish speaking, Lü Qiutong grabbed him again, coldly saying, "We'll let you go after we confirm this person is Li Tianyi."
The waiter groaned, "Everyone here knows Li Tianyi! You can ask them all… ugh!" It turned out Lü Qiutong had silenced the waiter by pressing his pressure point.
The three of them stood at a distance, watching Li Tianyi standing in the middle of the road. Soon, they noticed something amiss. Li Tianyi, carrying the huge wicker basket, was standing still, repeatedly lifting and lowering his heels, bouncing up and down. From afar, the huge white cloth covering the wicker basket trembled with each rise and fall of Li Tianyi, seemingly on the verge of falling or rising higher.
Moreover, with each movement of Li Tianyi, the middle of the basket would bulge slightly, as if it contained something alive. Lü Qiutong, who lived in Fujian, immediately suspected a giant snake. However, seeing the wide black leather straps, about a hand's width, securing the basket and the tightly bound shoulder straps on Li Tianyi's shoulders, she dismissed the idea. This was Bianliang, not the mountainous and watery Fujian region; there wouldn't be such a large snake here.
Lü Qiutong turned to Shui Ningyue and asked, "What do you think he's carrying?"
The difference between men and women began to emerge here. Most men would start by analyzing Li Tianyi's strange behavior—"Why is Li Tianyi swaying in the middle of the road?"—but while women initially noticed Li Tianyi's odd behavior, their attention was quickly diverted when something more captivating appeared.
Shui Ningyue frowned and thought for a while before saying, "I suspect it might be a piglet!"
At that moment, Li Tianyi, not far away, suddenly jumped high into the air. Lü Qiutong's gaze suddenly turned cold, and she whispered, "Oh no! This Li Tianyi knows martial arts, and he seems quite strong! He can jump so high while carrying such a large basket! Shui Ningyue, what's wrong?"
Shui Ningyue's face was pale, as if she had thought of something terrible. She trembled and grabbed Lü Qiutong's sleeve, "Sister, I...I..."
"What's wrong?" Lü Qiutong felt a surge of fear. Could it be that Shui Ningyue was having a relapse? I told you not to come out! You're a nuisance!
Shui Ningyue hesitated for a moment, then said uncertainly, "Sister, I think I just saw...a chin!"
A chin? Lü Qiutong was stunned. "What chin?" She looked at Shui Ningyue, and what she saw shocked her.
Shui Ningyue stared intently at the basket on Li Tianyi's back, her teeth grinding together, her fists clenched tightly, as if she had remembered something infuriating.
"What's wrong?" Lü Qiutong asked.
"Sister, have you ever thought about what would happen if that basket contained a person?"
"A person?" Lü Qiutong looked at the basket on Li Tianyi's back. Although the basket could be described as huge, that was only relatively speaking. "That's impossible. Although the basket is not small, it's still a bit of a stretch to fit a person in it."
Shui Ningyue suddenly turned her head, her beautiful almond eyes becoming empty as if she had lost her soul, like a deep lake, seemingly sucking your soul into a bottomless abyss in an instant: "What would you think if I said that there was not only a person in it, but that person was Su Yuyao...?"
Lü Qiutong was stunned for a moment, and finally weakly retorted without confidence: "You, don't talk nonsense!"
With each jump, Li Tianyi could feel the uncontrollable tremor from his back, and accompanying this tremor was a woman's seductive moans, which made all men immediately fantasize.
Li Tianyi lowered his voice, "Beauty, do you know where we are right now?" He then gently bounced the woman's head, listening to the moans coming from her cherry-like mouth gagged with a gag. Li Tianyi chuckled, "We're right in the middle of Mo Niangzi Street. You probably know what Mo Niangzi Street is; it was the residence of the legendary heroine Mo Niangzi back in the day, and now it's the heart of Bianliang City. You can hear how bustling it is. However, I'm just a little disappointed that it's still a bit early; there aren't many people here yet..." Li Tianyi stopped there, because as he spoke, the beautiful snake—or rather, the little sow—in his basket began to shake its body, which was tightly secured by the vines and ropes, reacting more violently than Li Tianyi had anticipated.
Li Tianyi laughed, "My little sow, why are you so agitated? If you keep getting this excited, be careful the white cloth on your head falls off and someone sees you. Then... hahaha!" At Li Tianyi's words, the basket immediately quieted down.
However, Li Tianyi didn't seem to intend to quiet down in the basket so quickly. He continued, "Do you know who's here now? Your acquaintances, your sworn sisters Lü Qiutong and Shui Ningyue. They've come to rescue you! Oh dear, why are you getting so excited again? Don't you think that since you're enjoying yourself so much, you shouldn't let them enjoy it too? But whether you like it or not, and whether I like it or not, they'll all enjoy the same treatment you've given them!" With that, Li Tianyi suddenly strode away.
"Quick!" Seeing Li Tianyi suddenly rush forward, Lü Qiutong pulled Shui Ningyue to quickly follow, thus avoiding the awkward topic from before.
Let's go back to the day of the transaction…
A soft, fragrant, and naked body, ready for your every whim, leans against you. What would you do? Presumably, everyone would instantly transform into a crazed werewolf, devouring that alluring body. But Iron-Willed Silver Spear Li Tianyi wasn't so hasty.
Because he was different from other thugs; he was a thug with status! His father was Li Shuangjiang, the leader of the Bianhe Gang, known as "Tie Shui Piao"; his mother was Meng Ge, the head of the Shangting Guild, famous throughout Bianjing City for her "lingering melody"; he himself was the only young leader among tens of thousands of Bianhe Gang members; and his master was Ye Guantian, the "Poisonous Hand Ghost Doctor" known in the martial arts world as "Why does one need Leng Gangfeng to kill?"
At 18, his father, obsessed with women, had nearly ruined his health, a condition he'd developed since childhood. Just when his father was at his wits' end and his mother was weeping, they encountered Ye Guantian, who was severely injured and being hunted by enemies. His father took Ye Guantian in and saved his life. Although Ye Guantian had a notorious reputation in the martial arts world, his medical skills were undeniably superb. Moreover, he was a man who "always repays kindness and avenges wrongs." To repay his father's life-saving grace, Ye Guantian not only killed several troublesome figures for his father but also healed his nearly depleted body. However, his master, while not exceptionally skilled in martial arts, was truly elusive. He overheard Ye Guantian revealing that he had offended Murong Longcheng, and considering that his master always vanished without a trace whenever Murong Longcheng appeared, he once tentatively asked, "Master, did you steal Murong Longcheng's wife?" Ye Guantian's chubby face instantly turned bright red. Seeing his master's frightening appearance, even the oblivious Li Tianyi was terrified and quickly ran away.
His master had disappeared for over half a year, and his sudden reappearance revealed he had gone to Tibet to learn esoteric Buddhist techniques from a supposedly direct descendant of some bald monk named Padmasambhava. He had returned to compete for the Murong family's "Sanhe Fruit."
Although he secretly grumbled that his master was undoubtedly terrified of Murong Longcheng, he also admired Murong Longcheng's undefeated reputation and longed to become his disciple, learning superior internal energy and invincible martial arts, rather than following Ye Guantian to learn herbalism and poison-making.
However, the esoteric Buddhist techniques his master had taught him this time were indeed quite effective for training women. Flipping through the thin, human-skin-covered book in his hands, Li Tianyi's initial disgust had subsided. He'd heard this book was the only written record left by the bald monk Padmasambhava, but Li Tianyi could still tell the difference. Padmasambhava operated in Tibet; why would he write in Chinese characters instead of Tibetan? This was clearly a fake; his master had probably been fooled again. However, looking at the various methods for "manipulating" women recorded within, Li Tianyi still felt a surge of heat. After reading the book, Li Tianyi was certain that this bald monk named Padmasambhava had incurred public wrath by having too many women before becoming a monk, and was thus forced into monastic life—a beast a thousand times worse than himself. Compared to this scoundrel, he was as innocent as a newborn infant.
It's said that a rogue isn't scary, but a rogue with culture is. And when the worst of the worst becomes cultured, it's not just scary, it's something you have to look up to in utter awe.
Look at their knowledge! We call a penis a "jade pestle," but they associate it with Buddha and call it a "vajra pestle." We call a vulva a "Peach Blossom Spring," but they associate it with Buddha's cushion and call it a "lotus flower"! Although I don't know much about Buddhism, I do know that Buddha taught about the precepts against lust. But for Padmasambhava, that kind of thing between men and women becomes the supreme method of spiritual practice. I wonder what Buddha would think of Padmasambhava. [(The Buddha told Kasyapa: Seven hundred years after my Parinirvana, Mara will gradually corrupt my Dharma. Just as a hunter wears the robes of a monk, so too will Mara, the king of demons, appear as a monk, a nun, a layman, or a laywoman. He will also transform into a Stream-enterer, and even into an Arhat or a Buddha. Mara uses this defiled form to create an undefiled body, thus corrupting my Dharma.) PS: I once studied Tibetan Buddhism for a while. I apologize for not using the sacred term "Buddhism," because I believe Tibetan Buddhism is not worthy of this sacred name.] In my opinion, this thing is a complete cult. I deeply regret that the Celestial Empire didn't wipe out those Living Buddhas and Lamas back then.
There's too much to say, but looking at the fresh knife marks on the human skin book, he knew very well that his master hadn't given him the complete book.
Today, he would train this beauty according to the book's instructions.
Li Tianyi looked at the empty medicine bowl on the table. An hour ago, he had wrapped the entire bowl of green, pasty herbs in fine gauze and stuffed it into Su Yuyao's lotus and anus. Now, the bag lying on the ground was completely still, with faint water stains on the bottom. Li Tianyi grabbed the bag, untied the ropes, and revealed a captivatingly beautiful naked body—it was Su Yuyao!
Fine ropes meticulously bound Su Yuyao's alluring body, which was tall, long-legged, and slender. The thin ropes lewdly constricted her sensitive areas—her cleavage, armpits, and genitals—providing maximum physiological stimulation while cleverly binding her joints, preventing her from breaking free and harming herself or others.
The large cloth bag fell completely down, Su Yuyao's upper body still had her arms bound behind her back, the tight ropes making her full breasts feel almost bursting out. Her lower body had her legs folded and tightly bound, her calves pressed against her thighs, her alluring white heels almost touching her round, seductive buttocks. A thin rope emerged from her knees, looped around her shoulders, and playfully tied a large bow at her back. This rope kept her legs pressed tightly against her abdomen, allowing no relaxation. If Su Yuyao relaxed her legs even slightly, the hateful ropes would seal off the blood vessels in her shoulders, causing excruciating pain. Over time, due to poor blood circulation, her testicles became numb, itchy, and unbearably painful.
However, what brought tears to Su Yuyao's eyes was not the hateful rope, but the "double-headed dragon" tightly plugging her genitals and anus, and the herbs stuffed inside her.
When Li Tianyi first took out the double-headed dragon, he thought it was a pig intestine. It was a long, rod-shaped object made of fine gauze, seemingly containing many small particles, and it made a rustling sound when held in his hand. Li Tianyi held this limp thing against his genitals for a while, and Su Yuyao still didn't know what he wanted to do. However, Li Tianyi took a basin of hot water, put the pig intestine in the hot water, then turned around, pulled down his pants, revealing a penis that was no more than three inches long.
Li Tianyi, hands on his hips, swaggered around his erect penis, leering, "To be honest, I've been with quite a few women, but a renowned heroine like you is truly rare. Now it's my turn to taste the heroine!" With that, he pounced like a hungry tiger, pressing his hands against Su Yuyao's shinbones. His three-inch member, as if an experienced horse knew its way, slid in precisely after only a brief rub at the entrance of her vagina.
Su Yuyao let out a short "uh!" and then fell silent. Li Tianyi, living up to his reputation as an "Iron-Willed Silver Spear," rode freely within Su Yuyao's lotus for a full half-cup of tea's time before feeling a cool sensation rush from his neck to his tailbone, and then, with a satisfied ejaculation, he released his semen.
He got off Su Yuyao, stroking her slightly sweaty, smooth buttocks, feeling their elasticity and roundness like ripe berries. Li Tianyi looked down at Su Yuyao's smooth, hairless vulva for a moment, after which his semen slowly flowed out. He then slapped his forehead: "How could I forget to clean your backside?" Saying this, he got up and picked up a sheepskin bag with a wooden nozzle that was on the table. He filled the bag with a pale yellow liquid, applied some essential oil to the nozzle, and squatted down, aiming the wooden nozzle at Su Yuyao's anus: "Miss Su, let me clean your backside. Don't worry, I'm using the best liquid, it'll clean very well, and you'll definitely like the feeling afterward."
Lying on her back on the ground, Su Yuyao felt a hard, pointed object pressing against her anus. Despite being ruthlessly violated by Li Tianyi, she still tried her best to clench her anus tightly, preventing the strange thing from entering.
Unfortunately, Li Tianyi's patience was a bit too good today. He said with a grin, "Move, move! The more you move, the happier I'll be!"
Su Yuyao's strength had been completely exhausted by the prolonged torment, and her struggles quickly faded away. Finally, drenched in sweat, Su Yuyao lay helplessly on the ground, her pink buttocks motionless, glistening beads of sweat rolling down the alluring curves of her buttocks. Li Tianyi, watching her slightly reddened buttocks from the struggle, lewdly forced the wooden nozzle into Su Yuyao's anus. Then, pressing the sheepskin pouch, the warm medicine unceremoniously poured into the woman's most filthy and shameful place. Li Tianyi watched with amusement as Su Yuyao's anus was stretched wide by the wooden nozzle, even revealing fine wrinkles. The essential oil on the nozzle overflowed at the opening, making the delicate, radiating wrinkles glisten alluringly!
As the medicine in the sheepskin pouch dwindled, Su Yuyao's reactions intensified. Muscles on her firm, slender thighs twitched involuntarily, sending countless glistening beads of sweat cascading down her alabaster skin, leaving trails of moisture before being slowly dried by her master's burning body…
Once the entire sheepskin pouch was filled, Li Tianyi freed one hand and placed it on Su Yuyao's flat abdomen. At this point, Su Yuyao's muscles were taut, and two distinct V-lines clearly visible on her flat stomach. Li Tianyi pressed on Su Yuyao's taut, iron-like abdomen, listening to her painful groans with each press. He said, "My little sow, it's normal to feel uncomfortable now. Just bear with it; you'll feel better when I open the floodgates!" With that, he gently thrust the wooden gag from the sheepskin pouch into Su Yuyao's anus. This truly was the death of Su Yuyao!
After the bag of medicine was injected, Su Yuyao felt as if a raging fire had suddenly entered her stomach, causing her to sweat profusely. However, once the entire bag of medicine was injected, she could hear a soft "plop" sound from her abdomen with the slightest movement. At this moment, the burning sensation in her abdomen disappeared, replaced by a cool feeling. But before she could fully enjoy this comfortable coolness, a bone-chilling cold surged from her dantian, and in an instant, her body plummeted from a fiery hell to a freezing hell.
Li Tianyi chuckled as he watched Su Yuyao's previously flushed face suddenly turn pale, even bluish-black, and sincerely sighed, "These Tantric monks really do have some skill in dealing with women!" With that, he suddenly increased the force and pulled the wooden gag that had been stuffed into Su Yuyao's anus.
Suddenly freed from the wooden gag, despite Su Yuyao's best efforts to control her anus, the immense pressure in her abdomen still caused a jet of yellowish-brown water to shoot out, spraying a distance of about six feet!
Li Tianyi took two dates and stuffed them into her nostrils, using the wooden gag in his hand to poke at Su Yuyao's delicate nose: "You lowly sow, ask me if you stink?" If Su Yuyao's mouth hadn't still been gagged, he really wanted to let her taste the wooden gag.
Su Yuyao closed her eyes, two streams of clear tears flowing down her face. The short time that had just passed felt like a year to her. The drastic changes in temperature after the medicine entered her body truly felt like going from the sweltering heat of summer to the dead of winter. But soon she was horrified to find that the sharp wooden gag was once again pressed against her anus!
No! Almost driven to the brink of despair by the torture, Su Yuyao suddenly struggled violently. She absolutely did not want to experience the feeling she had just gone through again. Originally, Su Yuyao thought that Li Tianyi would beat her severely in his anger at her resistance, but to her surprise, the sharp wooden beak left her body after her fierce resistance!
"Since my little sow doesn't want to be clean, then I'll let you be dirty." With that, Li Tianyi grabbed the rope behind Su Yuyao's back and lifted her up. The sudden change in situation made the unprepared Su Yuyao gasp for breath. When the dark figure disappeared, she was horrified to find her naked body on the yellowish-brown liquid she had just sprayed. The young man's words continued to reach her ears, "How about I let you take a good bath in here?"
No! Su Yuyao shouted this word again from the bottom of her heart, but with a cork ball stuffed in her mouth and hemp rope tightly binding her, it was difficult even to turn her head. Every time she turned her head, it would pull on the two thin threads binding her nipples, and the silvery threads would dig into her nipples. But she couldn't care less about that now. Seeing herself getting closer and closer to the brownish-yellow liquid, she shook her head desperately, her nipples aching and itching unbearably!
Li Tianyi ignored Su Yuyao's shaking, tossing her up and down over the liquid like a child playing a game. Finally, Li Tianyi got tired of playing. He tossed Su Yuyao back to her original position and asked fiercely, "Now will you listen to me? Speak!" The sharp wooden proboscis pressed against Su Yuyao's anus once more. Su Yuyao couldn't speak, but Li Tianyi was satisfied to feel the previously tense anus muscles gradually relax. Although they would occasionally contract uncontrollably, Su Yuyao's submission was obvious.
After repeating this twelve times, Su Yuyao was completely limp, the last bit of strength in her limbs gone. Even if the ropes binding her were untied, she wouldn't have the strength to move a single finger!
Li Tianyi then remembered that the double-headed dragon should be almost ready. Now, after soaking in water and absorbing its full volume, the tiny particles inside had completely swelled up, and the lifeless pig intestine-like shape had vanished, replaced by a straight, thick, meaty rod—except this one had two glans!
Li Tianyi took a packet of medicine from a prepared bowl and placed it on the tips of the two dragon heads. After her recent ordeal, Su Yuyao's previously dark brown anus was now as pink and tender as a newborn baby's, perfectly complementing her smooth, hairless mons pubis, creating an almost unbearable sense of defilement!
Reluctantly, Li Tianyi removed his fingers, placing a small packet against Su Yuyao's anus. The muscles around her anus offered no resistance, and with a slight push, the dragon head pierced into her rectum, simultaneously pushing the packet deep into her rectum.
Su Yuyao simply uttered a soft "Hmm!" followed by heavy breathing.
Li Tianyi placed another medicine packet at Su Yuyao's slippery vulva, the other head of the double-headed dragon pressing against the packet. With a thrust, it easily slid in, accompanied by the vaginal fluid. This time, Su Yuyao only managed a simple "Uh!".
After doing this, Li Tianyi pulled out the human skin booklet and muttered to himself, "This should be it... My God, no wonder I had to find those things! These bald monks... They deserve to die!" The contents of the booklet even sent chills down Li Tianyi's spine.
Looking at Su Yuyao trembling on the ground due to the drug's effects, Li Tianyi was reluctant to follow the instructions in the booklet, but his conscience was quickly defeated by curiosity. According to the booklet, this "Flame Jade" Su Yuyao possessed a lotus-like vulva that was extremely rare and desirable! He wondered if
Shui Ningyue, known as the "Yellow River Lotus," also had such a vulva. This kind of "lotus material" (as the booklet calls it) is extremely rare, and the methods in the booklet only apply to the lotus-shaped vulva. So Li Tianyi decided to see if this method would work.
A specially made chair, with the seat higher in the front and lower in the back, was used to bind Su Yuyao to the chair with her legs spread open. Unlike ordinary women, Li Tianyi naturally understood that this woman had been thoroughly trained by those shrewish women from Zhengzhuang before being handed over to him. However, looking at the plump, white labia between Su Yuyao's two long, white, and tender legs, and the vulva that was just a small slit, there was no sign of any abuse. If there was any change, it was that this plump vulva now looked rosy and glossy, like a charming flower that had just been thoroughly watered.
The chair was made exactly according to the blueprints left by Ye Guantian, and its appearance was quite bizarre. The chair was extremely heavy; the backrest was a single log as thick as a thigh, and the seat wasn't a single piece of wood, but had a large hole the size of a washbasin. Su Yuyao, groaning and mumbling incoherently, was placed on the chair by Li Tianyi, her buttocks immediately exposed. Li Tianyi quickly squatted down to check on the two-headed dragon, and only after confirming there were no problems did he continue. Her arms, which had been bound behind her back, were briefly untied, then quickly pulled back and tightly bound to the log. Then Su Yuyao's legs were untied and firmly bound to the chair legs as well.
Feeling the coldness emanating from the wooden chair and seeing Li Tianyi's posture, Su Yuyao knew clearly that her hell was far from over. But all she could do was bite her lip...
Li Tianyi reached out and pulled a board from in front of the chair. Through the open hole, he could see a sealed cavity inside. At the other end of the cavity was a fist-sized round hole, and what was tightly blocking the entrance to the round hole was none other than Su Yuyao's vulva, which was being penetrated by a double-headed dragon. Her plump labia were forced open by the dragon's head, completely blocking the entrance. No wonder half of Su Yuyao's buttocks were sunk into the chair!
Li Tianyi stared at Su Yuyao's alluring vulva for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "Sigh, good luck to you!"
These words made Su Yuyao's heart jump. At this moment, Li Tianyi took out a small wooden box from a large black bag next to him. The wooden box started buzzing as soon as he held it in his hand. Li Tianyi tossed the wooden box in his hand, then inserted it into the open hole. It fit perfectly. Then he activated a mechanism on the wooden box, faintly hearing a buzzing sound. At the same time, Su Yuyao, whose entire body was trembling with terror, suddenly paused, as if every muscle in her body had stopped moving under the sudden, immense impact. But a moment later, a scream, inhuman and terrifying, escaped her throat, accompanied by a piercing scream that even filled her somewhat vacant eyes with utter terror. Then, her entire body tensed up. If the gag hadn't been still in place, Su Yuyao's repeated screams of agony would have certainly alerted the Emperor Zhao in the capital. Su Yuyao
had already been thoroughly ravaged, but now, suddenly, she began to wail. Even though Li Tianyi was somewhat prepared, this inhuman scream still startled him.
Su Yuyao was breathing rapidly, her fists clenched, her toes curled inward, and she was desperately shaking her body. But her slender limbs were tightly bound with strong ropes, and apart from her head being able to sway back and forth, her light body remained motionless. Moreover, the thin thread binding her nipples hadn't been removed. With this struggle, a drop of bright red blood finally appeared on the silver thread. Under the influence of gravity, the red drop gathered on Su Yuyao's nipple, and due to surface tension, it formed a bright red sphere, like an autumn fruit. This fruit grew larger and larger, finally falling with a soft splat onto her lower abdomen. After struggling a few more times, Su Yuyao's body went limp, and she gave up struggling, panting heavily. At this moment, despair filled her eyes, her fists clenched tightly, and she began to groan softly, sometimes loudly, sometimes softly.
Li Tianyi's facial muscles twitched a few times. At that moment, the light inside flickered, as if something was flying around outside. He swallowed hard, rubbing his pounding heart, and said to Su Yuyao, who was groaning in the chair, her beautiful legs twitching slightly, "Bear with it, I'll come see you again tomorrow!" With that, he got up and left, leaving only a small oil lamp in front of Su Yuyao.
The room was dim, with only the incessant buzzing and Su Yuyao's fluctuating moans echoing between the small rafters…
The next morning, Li Tianyi pushed open the door. A mixture of a woman's fragrance and the pungent smell of her genitals filled his nostrils. Hearing the door open, Su Yuyao struggled to lift her head. When she saw a figure appear before her, Li Tianyi was surprised to find her eyes filled with joy. At first, Li Tianyi thought Su Yuyao had mistaken him for a savior, but then he knew that even his arrival was something Su Yuyao had been longing for.
Su Yuyao stared intently as Li Tianyi reached for the mysterious box. The buzzing had stopped. Li Tianyi opened the lid and saw it was filled with dead bees!
The yellowish-black bees swarmed like scattered sesame seeds, completely filling the wooden box. Some of the bees were still struggling slightly, not quite dead yet.
A cold sweat instantly broke out on Li Tianyi's back. He knew perfectly well why these frantic bees had died that night, and he also knew the torment Su Yuyao, now slumped in the chair, was enduring. However, when he peered through the small, round hole, the scene inside still intrigued him!
A vulva that had once been white and tender, like a small steamed bun, was now red and swollen. The previously slightly narrow slit was now tightly closed, making it seem as if not even a finger could be squeezed in. Li Tianyi gently touched Su Yuyao's swollen, bright red vulva, which resembled a ripe peach. With just a light touch, Su Yuyao's muscles tensed instantly; if she weren't bound by ropes, Li Tianyi felt she would jump off the chair.
Looking at Su Yuyao's face, slightly flushed from the bee venom, Li Tianyi picked up a small box. He stood up, walked to Su Yuyao, and slightly opened the lid, revealing its contents. Upon seeing it, Su Yuyao felt as if her soul had flown to the heavens. Inside the small box was a gigantic, mottled spider with bared fangs and claws!
Watching Li Tianyi move the box under the chair, Su Yuyao let out another inhuman scream…
Li Tianyi untied the ropes binding the completely unconscious Su Yuyao, carefully caressing the alluring heroine's beautiful body, from her calves to her thighs, to her pink buttocks and slender waist, and then to her firm, round breasts. The sticky feeling of Su Yuyao's delicate skin gripping his hands was irresistible to Li Tianyi, but seeing that it was getting late, he should hurry up and do as his master instructed.
A leather blindfold ensured that Su Yuyao couldn't see a ray of light even under the bright sun, a white, fine silk towel was rolled up and stuffed into Su Yuyao's mouth, and a pair of long, slender, and firm legs were crossed in front of her, tightly bound to her abdomen with oil-soaked hemp rope, her rounded knees directly supporting the lower curves of her breasts.
On her long, beautiful legs, the knees, ankles, and soles—the parts that could move—were tightly bound to her thighs by several ropes wrapped around her groin, making Su Yuyao's legs completely bound as a single unit. Aside from her ten toes, she could not move at all.
Her upper body was bound with her hands behind her back, and her pair of fair breasts, bound by hemp rope, appeared even more full and alluring. Looking at Su Yuyao, who had once again become a lump of flesh, Li Tianyi swallowed hard, picked up her captivating body, and placed two thick, greased sandalwood sticks, each over an inch thick, standing tall on a black iron disc on the ground. Li Tianyi lifted Su Yuyao high with both hands, the thick ends of the two wooden sticks even specially shaped like glans penises. Seeing Su Yuyao's vulva and anus aligned with the two sticks, Li Tianyi chuckled. He simultaneously released his grip on Su Yuyao's pink buttocks, and with almost no resistance from gravity, Su Yuyao's vulva and anus, like a hungry glutton, swallowed the foot-long wooden stick whole. The oil on the stick was pushed and squeezed by her delicate skin, rolling and making "squeak, chirp" sounds. Although her vulva was still swollen after being violated by the spider, it was no longer as shiny as before, as if it would leak juice at the slightest touch. At this moment, her vulva was pinkish-red, truly resembling a pure white lotus flower with a slightly reddish tip against Su Yuyao's fair skin!
When Su Yuyao's pink buttocks slammed against the cold, black iron plate with a loud thud, the immense impact jolted her awake from her unconsciousness. Her vision was still completely black, but the almost explosive swelling and the near-heart-pounding irritation emanating from her vagina and anus told Su Yuyao that her vagina and anus had once again suffered inhuman treatment.
Her body remained immobile; the dense ropes made even the slightest movement a luxury. Even the growing itchiness in her increasingly hot lower body couldn't alleviate this cruel physiological reaction with the slightest movement! Her entire body was supported by those two wicked wooden sticks; if she lost her balance even slightly, those damned sticks seemed about to pierce her body, the unbearable pain forcing her to stop moving and remain obediently upright.
However, when she felt a cool, moist sensation on her outer knees and arms, Su Yuyao was initially surprised, but a moment later, the feeling of being squeezed told her she was tightly bound.
Li Tianyi closed the final lid. The lid had a handle-like crossbeam with a round gag in the middle. Two black leather straps extended from the posts on either side of the handle, tightly securing Su Yuyao's head. The round gag and the silk scarf in Su Yuyao's mouth prevented the heroine from making any sounds other than faint "oohs."
A series of black leather straps, like malevolent pythons, bound Su Yuyao tightly, rendering her immobile. She felt like prey caught in a spider's web, completely helpless and at the mercy of her captors.
Li Tianyi carried Su Yuyao on his back: "Beauty, I'm taking you to see someone!"
The two women, Lü and Shui, followed Li Tianyi, stealthily hiding and sneaking around. Li Tianyi, on the other hand, walked ahead without a care, completely oblivious to the pedestrians and the occasional constables appearing on the street. Although Shui Ningyue tried several times to stop the passing constables, Lü Qiutong always stopped her.
What to say after stopping the constables? This question silenced Shui Ningyue, who was desperate to save her. Although her mental state was somewhat unstable at this moment, she hadn't become stupid.
When Li Tianyi finally stopped in front of a secluded courtyard, it was nearly noon. He had been wandering around Bianjing City for almost two hours, carrying a huge basket on his back. The two women, Lü and Shui, had completely forgotten the way back to the inn.
From a distance, Li Tianyi knocked on the door five times. The small door creaked open, and Li Tianyi nodded to the person who opened it before going inside. The person inside then closed the door.
After waiting a moment, Lü Qiutong and her cousin Lü Qiuyan stepped forward. When Lü Qiutong's gaze fell on an inconspicuous spot on the left side of the door, there was a simple ghost head drawn on the spot. It looked like it had been casually drawn by a child. But for Lü Qiutong, it was like a bolt from the blue. The terrifying scene from six years ago, which she thought she had forgotten, was now vividly clear in her mind, showing no signs of fading.
Six years ago, Lü Qiutong and her cousin Lü Qiuyan were on their way to visit their sick aunt at the old house under the protection of the family guards. However, halfway there, they were caught in a sudden storm, followed by a torrential downpour. When the group was in despair, someone spotted a large house not far ahead. Overjoyed, they rushed forward and knocked on the door. The family guards barged in without saying a word. In their view, what was there to fear about the Lü family, the military governors of Fujian and Guangdong, taking shelter from the rain in this place? Unexpectedly, when they rushed in, they found a bald, obese man with a huge gold ring in his ear, standing amidst a pile of corpses, wielding an iron rod. The heavy rain had soaked through the area, and blood mixed with brain matter oozing from shattered skulls filled the courtyard!
The guards were shocked. Some protected the women, while others brandished their swords and rushed forward to subdue the fat man.
Seeing the guards approach, the fat man let out a sneer from his gaping maw. He swung his iron rod, and with a series of clanging sounds, the skilled steel swords in the guards' hands snapped like withered grass. The thick iron rod struck their bodies and heads, creating sprays of blood in the rain.
In the blink of an eye, the guards were almost all dead or wounded, none able to withstand a single blow from the giant man. The guards protecting the women watched as the burly man slaughtered their companions like chickens, realizing he was likely a top-tier martial arts master. They figured he might be able to handle ordinary martial artists, but against a true expert, they were helpless.
They resolved to run, but suddenly their limbs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground, helplessly watching the burly man approach, swing his iron rod, and smash their heads like watermelons – "splatter!" – blood and white splattered everywhere!
Lu Qiutong, only a teenager and still a naive young girl, was so terrified by the sight of corpses that she fainted in her cousin's arms…
A gust of cold wind blew, waking her, but the scene before her made her wish she could faint again.
The dark blue walls were covered with suspicious black spots. The heavy smell of blood mixed with the unique aroma of meat created a magical scent that made you want to vomit, yet you couldn't help but want to inhale it.
In the flickering light, you could see your cousin, Lü Qiuyan, with her hands tied behind her back, her delicate, pink thighs folded up and bound tightly to her calves. She was naked, kneeling on a man with her back to him. The man's large hands gripped Lü Qiuyan's slender waist tightly, controlling the rhythm of her movements. Her pair of small, white breasts bounced joyfully with her movements. Lü Qiuyan's mouth, gagged with a white cloth, emitted soft moans. Her almond-shaped eyes stared unfocused at the sky, completely unaware that her younger sister, who was standing right next to her, had woken up and was watching her spectacular performance in disbelief.
Lu Qiutong's gaze fell between her cousin's widely parted thighs. On her cousin's mons pubis, sparsely covered with black down and resembling a small steamed bun, her pink labia, like a thirsty little mouth, tightly gripped a thick, sugarcane-like penis, sucking it with slurping sounds. With each insertion and withdrawal, glistening love juice flowed out, and a ring of white foam adorned the labia, stained with specks of blood. Seeing the bloodstains on her cousin's pink thighs, Lu Qiutong realized that this man, whose face she hadn't even seen, had become her brother-in-law.
The man's large hands slowly moved upwards and tightly grasped his sister's breasts, which were swollen and hard from being bound by ropes, making them appear even fuller and firmer. After his sister fell heavily to the ground, the man took a deep breath, lifted his sister's delicate body by her breasts, and pulled his thick penis out of his sister's tender vagina by more than six inches, but it was not completely out. Lu Qiutong stared in disbelief as her sister let out a hoarse scream. It turned out that the man's large hands were now tightly gripping his sister's nipples, which were already swollen and hard due to poor blood circulation. The man's palms supported his sister's erect breasts, while his index and middle fingers were only pulling on her nipples. With his sister's screams, he suddenly changed from lifting to pulling down, slamming his sister's delicate body heavily onto himself. Hearing the crisp "smack" of her sister's buttocks slapping against the man's legs, and the painful yet pleasurable moans emanating from deep within her throat as if her entire body were being pierced, Lü Qiutong felt a surge of heat flowing from deep within her lower abdomen, making her legs slippery and wet.
Suddenly, the man stood up, his thick, erect penis thrusting unyieldingly into her tight vagina, stretching the opening wide. Her sister looked up at the sky, her beautiful eyes rolled back, almost obscuring the pupils, and her entire body trembled uncontrollably. Her skin, already flushed from the prolonged exertion, now turned a vibrant peach-pink! A large gush of glistening liquid, even with the thick penis blocking her vagina, gushed uncontrollably from the narrow gap between her vagina and penis, soaking both of their thighs!
Young Lü Qiutong didn't understand what was happening to her cousin. Her face flushed, she watched as her sister, her legs held up by the man, twitched as if she were about to suffocate. Her nostrils were wide open, but she seemed unable to breathe at all. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a soft, smooth, and bone-melting moan burst forth from her sister's throat, like a long horn sounding across the grasslands, without warning!
The man licked his sister's sweaty neck with his tongue, and with his large hands, he gently swayed her folded and bound legs up and down. With this rhythmic swaying, her sister's face flushed again, and her pair of alabaster-white breasts trembled rhythmically with the movement of her body, rippling out beautiful waves of milk.
The man slowly and deliberately swayed his sister's alluring, petite body up and down. His thick, hard penis moved in and out of her wet, warm vagina, making lewd "gurgling" sounds. Lu Qiutong was shocked to find that her usually dignified and virtuous sister had lost all her usual elegant demeanor. Her eyes were half-closed, her head tilted back, almost resting on the man's shoulder. As her skin grew increasingly red, her response to the man's movements became more and more intense. It seemed that if she had the strength, she would have already begun to masturbate herself.
Seeing that his sister had been aroused once again, the man smiled with satisfaction, then suddenly turned to Lu Qiutong, who was naked and tied to the ground, revealing eight gleaming white teeth. In an instant, Lu Qiutong was terrified, goosebumps rising all over her body.
The man sat down in a chair, reached for a wooden dildo on the small table beside him, and with a swift movement of his left hand, which was gripping Lü Qiuyan's slender waist, lifted her naked body, which was writhing in arousal. His thick, glistening penis, like a tall, erect flagpole, continued to sway back and forth after emerging from Lü Qiuyan's vagina, occasionally slapping forcefully against her flat, white abdomen.
Suddenly deprived of the source of her pleasure, Lü Qiuyan felt as if she had fallen from heaven. She desperately turned her head, wanting to ask what had happened, why her pleasure had vanished. But her confusion didn't last long; she was horrified to find a thick, hard, cold, bumpy object pressed against the entrance of her vagina.
Lu Qiutong watched in horror as the man gently tapped a few times on her sister's erect nipple at the entrance of her vagina with a red-painted dildo. Then, he parted her still-tight labia and, like a general brooking no resistance, thrust the entire length into her sister's body!
Her sister wanted to scream, but perhaps her attention had been drawn to the ugly, horrifying, bumpy dildo, and she hadn't noticed that the man had wrapped a white silk scarf around her sister's neck, the ends of which were tightly tied to the armrests of the chair. The man's large hands gripped her sister's slender waist like iron clamps. Even more terrifying, Lu Qiutong realized that her sister was now completely sitting on top of the man, and from her angle, she could no longer see the penis that had just been pulled out of her sister's body.
What was happening?
The innocent young girl didn't understand what was going on, but 17-year-old Lu Qiuyan knew perfectly well where the man's penis had entered her. When the dildo was inserted into her vagina, she tried to twist her waist and hips to get rid of it. However, when she found that this ugly thing was tightly bound to her waist and hips with rope, she gave up the futile struggle. But when she found the man's hot penis pressing tightly against her dirty anus, which she usually used for urination, the immense shame and fear made her unable to struggle again. However, the intense feeling of being held up high made her neck feel constricted, and the feeling of suffocation made her strength drain away rapidly. The man's strong hands lifted her body high. Out of the corner of her eye, she could occasionally see that the white silk tied to the armrest of the chair was now taut. The man did not make Lü Qiuyan wait for long. His excitedly trembling penis was eager to find the gentle home he had been dreaming of! The man loosened his grip, and with the help of gravity, the penis, which was not as thick as wood but harder than wood and still covered with Lü Qiuyan's vaginal fluid, entered Lü Qiuyan's anus without resistance.
The frantic contractions of the anal muscles caused a momentary pain at the base of the penis, yet the emptiness of the tip, unable to reach the bottom, brought a pleasurable sensation unlike anything experienced in the vaginal canal!
The man, holding Lü Qiuyan's beautiful buttocks, slightly adjusted her body, which had become tense and stiff from the intense stimulation. He licked her earlobe with his tongue, then gently bit it a few times. He had discovered that, like countless women he had been with, this was Lü Qiuyan's sensitive area. Sure enough, with that gentle bite, Lü Qiuyan's high-pitched moans rang out almost simultaneously.
However, for Lü Qiuyan, her time of pleasure was now over; the man's pleasure was just beginning. The man had patiently explored the girl's immature virginity, and now the fruit had finally ripened; it was time for him to enjoy himself.
The man skillfully adjusted the white silk wrapped around the girl's neck. A rope, descending from the rafters, was insidiously tied to her hands, which were bound behind her back, and to the thin red hemp rope around her waist, resembling lingerie. This distributed a significant portion of the girl's weight from his thighs, making rapid thrusting much easier. He could even send her flying with a powerful thrust. His hands were freed to fondle her breasts and buttocks, enjoying her vibrant, smooth, and supple body. Even more insidiously, each time the girl was lifted high, the white silk around her neck created a suffocating sensation, but as she fell, the silk loosened. After repeated repetitions, the suffocating sensation disappeared when he thrust upwards again. At this point, the man would grasp the ends of the silk and pull it forcefully to the left and right!
Unlike hemp rope, the tightly bound silk wouldn't leave unsightly marks on the girl's neck. Moreover, due to its exceptional resilience, the silk conformed perfectly to the body, making the suffocating sensation when tightened even more intense.
Lu Qiutong watched in horror as her sister, like a carp emerging from water, arched her petite, naked body upwards with each increasingly forceful thrust. No matter how much she struggled, her face grew increasingly red, then purple, her small tongue lolling out, saliva glistening everywhere on her chest. Yet, the air she could breathe seemed to dwindle with each tightening silk.
The man thrust pleasurably in and out of his sister's rear, enjoying the sensation of her anus, which resembled a small chrysanthemum. Through the thin skin, he could clearly feel the friction and rotation of the dildo inside her vagina—a sensation akin to two men thrusting simultaneously!
Lu Qiuyan felt as if her lower body was on fire, both front and back. The wooden dildo inside her vagina was like a mischievous little hand teasing her desire, while the hot, burning thing behind her was like a sledgehammer, brutally pounding into her body! It seemed to want to imprint the mark of the man's possession deep into her body. This immense force, combined with the suffocating feeling from the tightening silk around her neck, caused her consciousness to gradually transform into countless golden stars twinkling in the night sky. In a daze, she could feel every subtle sensation in her body. These golden stars were her fingers and skin that had appeared out of nowhere. But almost in an instant, all her senses vanished, leaving only endless darkness in the depths of her mind! The increasingly tight silk around her neck almost stopped her breathing completely. This white silk not only stopped her breathing, but also seemed to bind her soul firmly within her body cavity. With each powerful thrust of the man into her lower body, her soul was like a ball, bouncing around inside her body with each impact, but she could not find an escape route. This completely helpless situation did not change in the slightest.
Lu Qiutong listened in astonishment to the almost incoherent moans emanating from her sister's body and soul, a mixture of torment and pleasure, as she approached her climax. She felt a surge of heat coursing through her sister's body as her sister's trembling and spasms became almost uncontrollable.
When her sister's climax arrived, the overwhelming pleasure, like a tsunami, squeezed every muscle in Lu Qiutong's body to its limit. The girl's body stood erect, and Lu Qiutong could even see the faint outline of her six-pack abs. Her convulsing limbs trembled uncontrollably, but being tightly bound, they couldn't release the overwhelming pleasure through their trembling. Her ten widely spread toes were the maximum release she could muster. With each irregular tremor of her flesh, a soft "uh-huh! uh-huh!" would escape from the girl's tightly sealed cherry-like mouth.
The man's thrusting became increasingly rapid, culminating in a series of rapid strokes. He let out a muffled groan, his large hands gripping his sister's slender waist and slamming down hard. The force was so great that Lü Qiuyan's buttocks slammed against the man's bare thighs with a crisp "smack." The man held her tightly as the silk ribbon around her neck suddenly loosened, allowing her to regain oxygen and vitality. This forceful pull caused the ropes binding her arms and waist to
tighten abruptly. While the pain in her neck temporarily subsided, her constricted arms and genitals were once again subjected to immense agony. The slightly panting man opened his eyes, looking at the long fingernails on the girl's still struggling hands. He tore off a piece of greasy rag and carefully wrapped her hands. He held her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her sweaty back against his chest, while his large hands reached forward to slowly knead her firm breasts.
Just then, heavy footsteps sounded. The burly, bloodthirsty man in the courtyard now resembled a butcher, wearing a blood-stained apron, his bare, muscular arms bare, a large cleaver in his hand.
The man glanced at the beauty in the arms of the man sitting in the chair, his greed undisguised. He licked his lips and uttered a string of words that Lü Qiutong couldn't understand at all.
The Lü sisters then realized that this burly man wasn't from the Central Plains.
The man in the chair frowned and asked something in a language the sisters couldn't understand either.
After a few words, the man seemed disappointed. He suddenly stood up and casually tossed Lü Qiuyan to the burly man, saying in Chinese, "Here you go!"
These words made the Lü sisters' faces turn pale! Lü Qiuyan stumbled into the barbarian's arms, and before she could struggle, he was pulled away, his arms wrapped around her arm.
Lu Qiuyan watched in horror as the man, his face dark, walked towards her. His large hands reached out mercilessly towards her face, and before they completely obscured her vision, the last thing she saw was a hideous ghost face tattooed on the man's left chest…
One cannot tell two stories at once.
After being carried a few steps by the barbarian, Lu Qiuyan was thrown to the cold ground with a thud. She struggled a few times, then looked up and was so terrified she wet herself. There, hanging high on a pillar not far in front of her, were two women's heads, still styled in girlish buns. Their mouths were slightly open, their faces blank, as if they hadn't understood what had happened when they died. His gaze shifted, and a round, white, and tender buttocks came into view. A young woman, almost identical to himself in terms of being bound, was kneeling not far in front of him, except for a metal collar around her neck that secured her to a wooden post with a human head hanging from it. She was trembling uncontrollably, her jade-like arms crossed and tightly bound behind her back with ropes. Two ropes binding her elbows were connected to the rope around her waist, while two thin hemp ropes wrapped around the edges of her plump buttocks, firmly securing a thick wooden dildo to her lower body. The girl's trembling caused the wooden dildo inserted into her vagina to sway and move, as if it had a life of its own, thrusting in and out of this tender white body according to its own will.
The burly barbarian's footsteps thudded on the ground. When Lü Qiuyan raised her gaze again, she was horrified to see four headless and limbless female corpses, disemboweled and hanging like pork in a butcher shop, suspended high on iron hooks above the bald barbarian's head. Blood was still dripping from their necks. Looking at the three-tiered
steamer baskets burning brightly beside them, Lü Qiuyan couldn't help but think: Could this be a black market selling human flesh buns?
The barbarian grabbed a cleaver, and Lü Qiuyan then noticed another female corpse on the cutting board in front of him, its head severed but its limbs still intact. The barbarian touched the corpse's still firm yet delicate breasts, pressed the cleaver against the center of her chest, and with a slight increase in pressure, a faint sound of metal scraping against bone could be heard. Without any hesitation, the barbarian slashed downwards with the cleaver, instantly tearing open the flesh! Whether it was the steam rising from the nearby steamer or the corpse itself, Lü Qiuyan watched as plumes of hot white steam billowed from the woman's ripped abdomen.
Lü Qiuyan desperately wanted to faint, but for some reason, she couldn't.
Meanwhile, the woman, who had witnessed every single move of the barbarian so closely, was now dazed and swaying erratically, causing the chains around her collar to swing violently.
When the barbarian reached out and ripped the red heart, pink lungs, and blue intestines from the woman's body, Lü Qiuyan let out a horrifying scream. She hated herself for not fainting, for not going insane! All she could do was turn her head away, unable to bear the horrific scene any longer. But even with her eyes closed, the image of the colorful entrails, accompanied by the thud of the barbarian's cleaver hitting the cutting board, burrowed into her mind like an insidious demon, so vividly clear!
A girl's scream snapped Lü Qiuyan back to reality from her escapist thoughts. Turning her head, she saw the barbarian had already unfastened the metal collar around the girl's neck and was grabbing her head, trying to drag her into his arms. The girl struggled fiercely, so much so that she didn't even realize her hair was being pulled off its bun.
The barbarian showed no displeasure at the girl's struggle; instead, he laughed heartily, seemingly finding it more amusing.
He ripped off his blood-stained apron, revealing his naked, fleshy, and ugly body. Three gold rings adorned his erect, thick member!
The girl's struggles against the barbarian's brute strength were as absurd and laughable as an ant trying to stop an elephant's foot.
The barbarian turned the girl around and slammed her onto his chopping board! The girl's chest hit the table hard, and she nearly fainted, her fair breasts turning bright red, making her look even cuter. The barbarian pulled the girl's hands behind her back and handcuffed them with small silver handcuffs. Then he untied her folded and bound legs, spreading them wide and wrapping them around his waist. The thin iron chains on the handcuffs were looped around his neck and tied to her legs, so the girl was "hanging" on him like an apron!
The barbarian reached for his thick penis adorned with three gold rings, muttered "I'll make your mother cow," and thrust it straight in with a powerful thrust!
Lu Qiuyan watched as the girl, who had been struggling to breathe and appeared weak, suddenly let out a "woof" and used her strength to lift her suspended body, her face contorted in pain.
The barbarian ignored, or rather, he completely disregarded, the woman's pain. He reached out and firmly grasped the girl's tender, jade-like breasts in his hands, while his hips began to thrust rapidly.
The girl didn't utter a single moan of pleasure. With each thrust, streaks of blood flowed from their point of contact, staining the girl's delicate thighs. A beautiful, wealthy young lady was being ravaged by an ignorant and vulgar barbarian using the most primitive and brutal methods.
Hearing the cracking sounds from the girl's spine, the barbarian increased his thrusting speed. As he thrust, his thumbs unconsciously pressed on acupoints in the girl's lower back, then suddenly pressed down hard. The girl's pupils dilated instantly, and a surge of heat, which shouldn't have appeared, gushed out from deep within her uterus like a flood. The girl wondered, was this also pleasure? But this was her last thought, because the barbarian grabbed a huge cleaver from the side, and with a flash of light, the girl's head fell to the side. Strangely, instead of the spray of blood that Lü Qiuyan had expected, a few drops of blood slowly seeped out from her neck, and the bleeding quickly stopped.
The barbarian picked up the knife and hung the dismembered body on an iron hook, while his enormous member continued to thrust violently inside the girl's still warm and fresh-faced corpse.
Lü Qiuyan stared at everything before her, her face pale. At this moment, she suddenly felt that killing herself wasn't so scary. Before she was bound by that metal collar, she should die immediately! Yes, immediately!
Just as Lü Qiuyan was about to kill herself by banging her head against the barbarian's head while he wasn't paying attention, she heard an anxious shout from outside, in a barbarian language that she couldn't understand at all. Upon hearing the shout, the barbarian's face changed drastically, and he blurted out two Chinese words: "Master!" He then flung the female corpse clinging to him away, grabbed his iron rod, and charged out naked.
Immediately, the sounds of fighting erupted outside. A woman's voice cried out, "Ye Guantian, today is your death day! Prepare to die!"
A man's voice rang out, "My little darling, you tell me to die, so I'll die? Why didn't you listen when I taught you to moan in bed? Hahaha..."
Two furious men's voices rang out simultaneously: "Shameless scoundrels, prepare to die!"
"You two fools, fighting for a used woman I've played with! You're truly blinded by lust, defying me! You're tired of living!"
A roar, inhuman in voice, suddenly rang out, followed by the sound of a heavy object striking the ground. Then came a woman's scream.
The man's voice rang out again: "My dear sister, you're not a virgin anymore. What man's body haven't you seen? Why are you so shy? I really can't help but want to cherish you."
Just then, a majestic voice suddenly came: "Master Ye, it's been a long time!"
"Old Xu, don't think that just because I'm a Taoist priest, I'm afraid of you! Uru, let's go!"
The barbarian roared again, followed by the sounds of clattering and heavy falls. Then the sounds gradually faded away.
Lü Qiuyan stared in horror at the doorway where the barbarian had disappeared. She roughly guessed that the man and the barbarian's adversaries had arrived outside. It sounded like there was at least one woman and two young men on the other side. This woman, like herself, had also lost her virginity to the man who had taken advantage of her. She just didn't know who would win or lose in the end, or whether she could escape.
A glimmer of hope appeared, and the death wish that had just sprouted began to fade away. Lü Qiuyan nervously sat up, her breasts trembling on her chest, just like her current uneasy mood. She stared intently at the barely discernible curtain, both hoping it would open and fearing that a burly barbarian would burst in. If he did, she knew she wouldn't even have a chance to die. She
didn't know how much time had passed, but just as she was about to break down, the curtain suddenly opened, and a small figure leaped into her arms with lightning speed, knocking her kneeling to the ground. Ignoring the pain in her back, Lü Qiuyan saw her sister, draped only in an oversized, ill-fitting white men's robe, weeping profusely. She suddenly realized she was saved. Overcome with relief, she felt a wave of dizziness and truly fainted… When Lü Qiuyan awoke, she
was dressed and lying in a spacious carriage. A kind-looking old man with white hair and a white beard was speaking to Lü Qiutong, who was kneeling beside him.
Lü Qiuyan didn't open her eyes, continuing to pretend to be asleep as she listened to the old man recount what had happened.
The man was none other than Ye Guantian, a
wandering figure in the martial arts world, known as the "Poisonous Hand Ghost Doctor" for his elusive love of tomb raiding and autopsy, yet also for his exceptional medical skills! Ye Guantian's martial arts prowess was merely that of an average first-rate fighter; calling him a master would be a stretch. However, his medical skills were extraordinary, especially his mastery of Hua Tuo's axe and saw techniques. He was originally a renowned physician on par with Xue Changshan, the Divine Physician of Jiangnan. However, he was somehow discovered to be tomb raiding and exhuming corpses, incurring the wrath of the martial arts world. He was hunted down by a group of righteous individuals. While escaping, he used a strange poison he had concocted to kill over a dozen martial arts heroes. The gruesome deaths of these men effectively deterred his pursuers, allowing him to escape and disappear from the martial arts world for a considerable period. Not long ago, the old man suddenly received news that Ye Guantian had returned to the martial world with a barbarian supposedly from Qinghai. Ye Guantian swiftly severed the limbs of the two main fighters of the Lu family in Qianzhou, kidnapped and raped the Lu family's eldest daughter, and then stripped her naked and hung her at the gate of the Baisheng Jiedushi's camp. The soldiers, overjoyed, carried the exceptionally beautiful young lady into the camp and thoroughly enjoyed her for a morning. When the young lady's uncle, the Baisheng Jiedushi's third uncle, arrived, the young lady's three orifices were completely filled with thick white semen, and her entire body was smeared with it.
Enraged, the Jiedushi first slaughtered an entire battalion of soldiers, then, with tears in his eyes, washed his niece clean and drowned her in a bathtub. Before the Lu family could even begin their revenge, Ye Guantian had already slaughtered the entire Chen Yuanlang family, known as the "Iron Pen Heavenly Book" of Tingzhou. By the time the authorities realized something was wrong and stormed into the Chen family home, the entire family, young and old, had been dismembered. A dozen or so headless, limbless, naked corpses of young women were impaled on sharpened wooden sticks, the sticks inserted precisely into their genitals and exiting through their throats—a feat described in modern terms as the work of a surgeon.
These two bloody cases starkly declared the former "Ghost Doctor of Gan River" gone, while the "Poisonous Hand Ghost Doctor," Ye Guantian, had truly returned.
After a series of bloody incidents, only "Tingjiang White Crane" Bai Yelan survived thanks to the old man's timely arrival. However, by then, Bai Yelan was already bound hand and foot, her body curled up, and stuffed headfirst into a not-too-large wooden tub. Her round buttocks were exposed outside the tub, and her vulva was swollen and red from Ye Guantian's penetration. The soles of her small, tender feet were as red as her plump buttocks! Bai Yelan was the woman Ye Guantian was to "die" today.
The old man received word that Ye Guantian might come to the Huo family of the Yijin Army seeking revenge that day. He rushed there with Bai Yelan and two survivors of the massacre, but were caught in a downpour and arrived too late. Moreover, the woman and two men, eager for revenge, went ahead and launched a surprise attack on Ye Guantian instead of following his plan. In the end, one man, named Wulu, had his head smashed by an iron club, and the other had his sternum shattered; Bai Yelan was poisoned by Ye Guantian, turning pink and vomiting blood before dying.
The old man, despite his haste, was too late. Although he killed Wulu, Ye Guantian escaped. The old man also noticed that Ye Guantian seemed to have gained some insight during their fight, suggesting his martial arts might improve further in the future!
Lü Qiutong eventually became the old man's disciple. Not long after, Lü Qiuyan became a nun. Although the Tang Dynasty still retained some social customs at that time, and women who lost their virginity were not forced to die like in the later Song Dynasty, Lü Qiuyan, suffering from physical and mental torment, would tremble uncontrollably whenever she saw a man. She eventually died in her private chamber. It was publicly stated that she hanged herself, but occasional whispers from her elders revealed that her sister was naked, with a white ribbon around her neck, suffocating to death. Her lower body was spurting with vaginal fluid, as if she had reached orgasm at the moment of suffocation. Lü Qiuyan had strangled herself while masturbating, enjoying the orgasm brought on by suffocation…
The old man had taught Lü Qiutong martial arts for three years, and on a full moon night, he mysteriously died under his own signature technique, the "Mountain-Moving Palm"…
Deeply hidden memories were awakened by the hideous ghost face markings, along with a profound fear of Ye Guantian. Although she had developed considerable martial arts skills compared to six years ago, the gap between her and Ye Guantian was still vast. Lü Qiutong had already made up her mind to leave immediately and seek help from the Song Dynasty government. She believed her identity as the daughter of the military governor of the Min-Yue Kingdom would attract their attention.
She reached out to pull Shui Ningyue away, but her hand grasped only empty air. Turning back in surprise, she broke out in a cold sweat. Two men were standing behind her, grinning, arms crossed, watching her with amusement, as if admiring a kitten caught in a trap. The two men were none other than the innkeeper and waiter. However, judging from their expressions, they were nothing like the men who had just argued and fallen out.
Shui Ningyue, her eyes closed, leaned weakly against the waiter, clearly unconscious after having her pressure points sealed.
"Who are you people?" Lü Qiutong drew her sword and shouted at the two men, her loud voice seemingly intended to tell them that she was not someone to be trifled with.
The waiter scratched his cheek, completely disregarding Lü Qiutong. He hoisted Shui Ningyue onto his shoulder, patted her shapely buttocks, and said, "Gongsun Zhang, quickly take this little girl down and hand her over to the lord. We still have a lot of loose ends to clean up."
The shopkeeper nodded: "What, is the human skin mask I gave you still not suitable?"
The waiter tugged at his face a few times, and Lü Qiutong stared dumbfounded as the waiter ripped off the human skin mask. A man with piercing eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair skin smiled at her: "Look, you've frightened this little lady."
The shopkeeper also laughed and tore off his own human skin mask: "Lü Qiutong, you should feel extremely honored. You should know that standing before you today are two great masters, 'Thousand-Faced Ghost King' Gongsun Zhang and 'Shadowless Lone Wolf' Mo Yan!" Their reputations
were thunderous! The words had barely reached her lips when Lü Qiutong felt Gongsun Zhang's plump body blur before her, and several acupoints on her body felt a sudden chill. Then she knew nothing more.
Gongsun Zhang hoisted Lü Qiutong onto his shoulder and, along with Mo Yan, pushed open the door. In the courtyard, a man in his early thirties stood with his hands behind his back. Before him, Li Tianyi bowed deeply, saying, "Master, how did I do? Would you teach me a few more moves?"
Gongsun Zhang and Mo Yan, each carrying a person on their shoulders, bowed to the man, saying, "Greetings, Young Master!"
The man looked at the two and smiled, "Li Tianyi, our master-disciple relationship is a predestined fate from a past life. You were originally not supposed to live past twenty, but I've allowed you to live these extra years." Li Tianyi
quickly clasped his hands and bowed, "Disciple thanks Master for saving my life!"
The man waved his hand, "No need to thank me, I'll take care of you." "I only saved you today to borrow your father's power."
Li Tianyi chuckled upon hearing this, but before he could finish laughing, the man continued, "Now you're useless to me, and I don't need to hide anything from you anymore. After all, I taught you some things, and I can't let you become a fool. You should know that I am both Ye Guantian and Murong Longcheng!"
Li Tianyi's expression changed drastically upon hearing this, but before he could recover from his shock, Ye Guantian struck Li Tianyi squarely in the chest with a palm strike. Li Tianyi's chest caved in instantly, and he flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into the wall before falling to the ground, motionless, clearly dead.
Ye Guantian beckoned to Gongsun Zhang and Mo Yan, who tossed Lü Qiutong and Shui Ningyue over from six feet away. Ye Guantian easily caught the two women and said to them, "You two throw Li Tianyi's corpse at the residence of Zheng Zhuang and his two companions from the Zhonghe Gang, and throw the corpses of Zheng Zhuang and his companions onto the Bianhe Gang's boat. Do some tampering to make the two gangs fight, and then kill Li Shuangjiang at dawn tomorrow, making it look like the Zhonghe Gang has swallowed up the Bianhe Gang, and then make the two gangs fight each other completely. In this way, once the two gangs are in chaos, Bianjing of the Great Song will be in chaos! In this way, how much hope will the Southern Tang have?"
The two men accepted the order and left.
As the boundless darkness gradually receded from her eyes, a series of tingling sensations came from her pert nipples, and the tender skin was rubbed painfully and itchy by the rough hemp rope binding it. This series of sensations mixed together finally gradually awakened Lü Qiutong from her deep sleep. But upon waking, Lü Qiutong found herself perhaps better off not waking at all, for everything she saw seemed more like a man-made hell.
Her delicate body was suspended high from an iron ring on a beam, her hands and feet bound together in a bizarre posture. Two thick bamboo poles, passing through her elbows and knees, and a thick hemp rope, which split into four strands after passing through the iron ring, immobilized her hands and feet. Her feet were brought together, and her big toes were tightly bound with thinner hemp rope, forcing her to arch her chest forward as much as possible. This made her breasts, already unusually full due to the binding at the base, stand up even more like bamboo shoots, her whole body arched into a circle. If she relaxed even slightly, the excruciating pain in her toes felt as if her big toes were being ripped off.
Directly below him, Su Yuyao sat cross-legged on a wide wooden board placed on a chair, her hands bound behind her back and her legs folded and spread wide. Her head was bowed and swayed only occasionally, indicating that her life still lingered in her tormented and beautiful body, awaiting the favor of her king at any time.
On that not-so-large bed, the naked man's large hands firmly held Shui Ningyue's beautiful legs, which were crossed and facing each other. He lifted and lowered these two beautiful fleshy legs, allowing his penis to move in and out of that red, slippery, enchanting cave. Shui Ningyue, whose mouth was blocked and bound tightly with a white silk scarf, could only moan softly as the man moved up and down, accompanied by the bouncing of her round, melon-like breasts. The moans of the stunning beauty were so seductive that even Lü Qiutong, who was also a woman, felt a surge of heat in her heart upon hearing them. A hot current rose in her lower abdomen, and with the hemp rope binding her lower body and anus, she shamefully discovered that a sticky liquid was flowing out of her paradise.
Ye Guantian threw the three women into his room. He first stripped Lü Qiutong and Shui Ningyue naked and threw them onto his bed. The two women's bodies were stacked upside down, their pink legs slightly open. Shui Ningyue's vulva was right near Lü Qiutong's nose. The warm air sprayed on the already blooming flower, and the tingling and itchy feeling made Shui Ningyue twist her body slightly.
Ye Guantian untied all of Su Yuyao's ropes and placed her on the square table in the room. The table wasn't long enough, so her pink back lay on it, her two long, slender legs hanging down naturally. The dense red rope marks on her fair body, with each soft breath in her unconscious state, seemed like a living venomous snake slithering across her naked body, as if declaring that she had become nothing more than an object to bring pleasure to men, devoid of her own independent personality. The pain and numbness after the blood vessels were opened were so intense that even the unconscious Su Yuyao frowned slightly, revealing a pained expression. Ye Guantian parted the heroine's beautiful legs and carefully examined the girl's swollen vulva, which resembled a ripe, pink peach. He probed the girl's paradise with his fingers, and the feeling of the tender flesh inside automatically squeezing and grinding, as if it were alive, greatly satisfied him. He placed a large ebony plank on two chairs, with a wooden dildo, over eight inches long and as thick as a hand, standing erect in the center. Ye Guantian applied some pink ointment to the dildo, then turned and reached his hands between Su Yuyao's legs, lifting her up face-to-face. He positioned the large wooden dildo at Su Yuyao's vulva, and with a "plop," Su Yuyao's body swallowed the dildo completely, her entire body falling heavily onto the ebony plank. The unconscious Su Yuyao then began to fall forward. At this moment, Ye Guantian reached out to support Su Yuyao's body, and the ropes that had just been untied were once again used to bind Su Yuyao tightly to the plank.
Ye Guantian glanced at the two women on the bed, picked up Lü Qiutong, and hung her from the rafters. Then, he licked his lips and stripped naked. His thick, long penis, not to mention its length, was naturally large due to the long-term cultivation of internal energy by a master like Ye Guantian (Murong Longcheng). Its dark red color and upward curve reaching his navel were a hallmark of a man's virility—the Flying Goose! This kind of virility was the nemesis of sensitive women, because such men were naturally enduring and easily aroused women. Even without martial arts skills, they could make women experience ecstasy, let alone Ye Guantian, a renowned master.
A rope once again transformed into a greedy venomous snake, binding Shui Ningyue. This time, Shui Ningyue's elbows were tightly bound to her slender waist, while her wrists were creatively bound to her bent knees by Ye Guantian, making it appear as if Shui Ningyue's hands were forming the Karma mudra.
The goddess of Wushan was captivated, the Vajra Buddha accompanied the World Honored One.
Her body was like a piece of fine jade, her buttocks like frosty milk.
Her breasts swayed with the spring waters, her slender waist seemed about to break.
Do not say that all beauties are skeletons, for the spring night of clouds and rain reached Kunlun!
Ye Guantian sat on the edge of the bed, playing with Shui Ningyue's firm nipples a few times. His large hands skillfully kneaded the heroine's firm, bouncy breasts. Once the lustful fluid flowed from Shui Ningyue's vulva, he easily thrust his penis heavily into her vagina.
The swelling sensation, completely different from any man before, and the direct, 100% hit on her sensitive spot, caused an immense pleasure that completely overloaded Shui Ningyue's nerves. Tears welled up again, her hands, forming a "Buddha's mudra," clenched into fists in an instant, and her ten toes gripped tightly together. But before this wave of intense pleasure could subside, Fei Yan's thrusting began to enter a frenzied state!
Completely forced, Shui Ningyue's body was only slightly warmed up before being sent to orgasm by a monstrous wave. What was even more terrifying was that this orgasm seemed to have no limits. Even in her delirium, she could clearly feel the man's penis easily occupying the entirety of her vagina and fiercely attacking her cervix, the most mysterious and sacred place of a woman's heart!
The violent impact almost squeezed all the air out of Shui Ningyue's lungs, and the indistinguishable waves of orgasm mixed with suffocating pleasure completely activated Shui Ningyue's already trained body once again. Her honest body completely submitted to Ye Guantian's crotch, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, tightening her lower abdomen to squeeze the man's penis to the maximum extent, and the splashing waves wet the place where the two were joined.
"What an honest bitch!" Ye Guantian turned and sat on the bed, crossed his legs, glanced at Lü Qiutong hanging above him, and with a sinister smile, began to thrust vigorously while holding Shui Ningyue's body. "Shui girl, do you know why I'm going to punish you three?
People are all heartless, ungrateful, lazy good-for-nothings! Those so-called righteous sects are even more shameless, hypocritical scoundrels, your father is a prime example! Oh, what's your hurry? That little ass is wiggling quite powerfully. Looks like I really need to teach you a lesson."
"The path of martial arts is like a vast ocean; who can fathom its mysteries? If we wish to create something new, we can only rely on our own strength. Everyone knows about the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, but who can tell me what they actually look like? Hua Tuo, the legendary healer, could perform unimaginable feats of medicine, but is there anyone with such skill today? How can I, Murong Longcheng, a direct descendant of the Great Yan, associate with these mortals? The day Great Yan is restored, I will be the emperor! But can the emperor be begged for? No, he will be seized.
To seize the emperor, one must possess unparalleled skill!" I traveled the martial arts world under the alias Ye Guantian, a peerless healer, saving countless heroes and dignitaries. I acquired considerable martial arts skills and amassed a vast fortune and network of connections…
“But I was young and ignorant back then. I witnessed the Southern Shaolin monk Du Se (a homophone for 'blockage') die from appendicitis. A peerless master was literally tortured to death! Meditation was utterly useless… I wanted to cut open a person's stomach to see what this appendicitis was all about!
“That's why I was able to save your father, Shui Miaoran, after he contracted appendicitis. But I never expected that he would accidentally learn that I possessed countless martial arts manuals and try to kill me in the middle of the night. I broke his shoulder with a single palm strike and he escaped through a secret passage. I was under the influence of a sleeping potion, losing seventy percent of my martial arts skills, and had no choice but to flee.” "After your father escaped with his life, he went so far as to spread rumors that I dug up corpses, ate human flesh and drank human blood, and had become a demon in the martial arts world..." At this point, Ye Guantian held Shui Ningyue's head in his large hand and said with a smile, "Your father has been in seclusion for two years. Do you know what happened to him now?" Listening to Ye
Guantian recount these secrets in detail, the immense shock brought Shui Ningyue back to her senses from her orgasm. While her clear mind prevented her from becoming completely confused, it also instilled a profound fear in her. She could clearly feel the hands gripping her head tightening slightly, her neck twisting towards its limit, while the convulsions in her lower body showed no sign of stopping. Even more terrifying was that with each convulsion, her neck twisted further, until she could clearly hear the faint cracking sounds emanating from her cervical vertebrae. Accompanying these cracking sounds was the excruciating pain from her neck muscles straining to their limit as she desperately resisted the man's large hands.
The muscle pain, mixed with the intermittent feeling of suffocation from her dislocated trachea and the terror of her neck being twisted to pieces, all of this caused Shui Ningyue's mind to go blank. Even when Ye Guantian casually snapped Shui Ningyue's neck without any murderous intent, her neck only made a crisp cracking sound. Her hands, as if electrocuted, suddenly spread all ten fingers, and with the last ounce of strength she had mustered, her life ended. However, even though life had left her body, her body did not escape Ye Guantian's ravaging.
Ye Guantian held her still warm, smooth, and sweaty body in his arms, his thick penis temporarily slowing its thrusting. With a forceful pull, he turned Shui Ningyue's body from her back to him to face him. Perhaps finding the sight of the dead Shui Ningyue with her eyes rolled back and drool dripping unsightly, he twisted her head a full 180 degrees—a move only a dead person with a broken neck could perform.
"After death, a person's internal energy dissipates. Although I have studied martial arts extensively, I dare not say I know them all, but I have some understanding of eight or nine out of ten. Although some sects say 'when a person dies, their internal energy dissipates, and the path is paved by the male and female,' that's just talk. Who actually does it? If I had to say I know these things, I would really have to thank those bald monks from Tibet. I, Murong Longcheng and Ye Guantian, can be said to have killed countless people, so naturally I dare not pray for Buddha's salvation. Even if I go to the eighteenth level of hell after death, as long as I can establish merit in the human world, that would be acceptable. But when I arrived at that so-called Snowy Buddhist Kingdom, I realized what it meant." Hell on earth, heaven on earth, yet the human realm is nowhere to be found. Though I dare not believe in Buddhism, I know that the Buddha requires monks to uphold the precepts against lust and killing. Those bald monks rape other men's wives and daughters, murder entire families, yet they dare to use the Buddha's name! You feel your death today was tragic, but if you personally witnessed a sixteen-year-old girl having her genitals cut off alive with sharp knives by a group of bald monks just to make some kind of 'ritual implement'
, would you feel wronged? If you personally witnessed a boy being skinned alive simply because he was fair-skinned, just to make a Buddhist scripture, would you consider it a Buddhist scripture? "I, Murong Longcheng, kill without hesitation, and sometimes I do feel guilty, thinking that some people really shouldn't be killed... But in those days, I killed with extreme pleasure, with extreme satisfaction!" "Murong Longcheng recounted his experiences while guiding the true energy within Shui Ningyue's Du, Ren, Chong, Dai, Yin Qiao, Yang Qiao, Yin Wei, and Yang Wei meridians towards the uterus. When a person is alive, their true energy flows naturally, and they cannot arbitrarily change its direction; otherwise, they will suffer serious injury or even death. However, upon death, the true energy is no longer entirely under the control of the heavens and can be squeezed around like water in a water bag. After death, all the acupoints in the body disintegrate and disappear, and the body that originally bound the true energy becomes like a leaky bag, allowing the true energy to dissipate. However, if the true energy is driven to the genitals within a short time after death, it can be transferred to the place of intercourse." Inside the human body.
This was a survival rule Ye Guantian uttered when he was dissecting a black-hatted lama, a bald monk so terrified he'd lost all his former dignity. Although Ye Guantian wanted to keep his vow and spare him, when he saw the eight- or nine-year-old girls whose eyes he'd gouged out and breasts cut off, Ye Guantian smiled and pulled out the bald monk's intestines, tying a knot in his head, then throwing a few rats into his red belly.
To prevent the bald monk from making any unpleasant noises, Ye Guantian casually destroyed his vocal cords. He closed the door, then left the den of iniquity with four or five girls. Outside lay the corpses of lamas, young and old, lying scattered and mutilated. Well, the billowing dust in the distance was from the herdsmen who had come to rescue their Living Buddha after receiving the news.
Ye Guantian glanced at the dust in the distance, sighed helplessly, and after killing all the girls, he drifted away...
Shui Ningyue's true energy was compressed into one place, and her whole body began to tremble violently like a giant bell (from the Ming Dynasty novel *Jin Ping Mei*, don't take it too literally), causing her pair of full, melon-like breasts to bounce up and down like balls. However, this bouncing didn't last long. After a while, Shui Ningyue's internal energy was completely absorbed. After Ye Guantian regulated his mind and completely digested this internal energy, he opened his eyes and then threw Shui Ningyue away like a piece of pork.
Her former heroic figure was gone . Having been ruthlessly deprived by multiple men, Su Yuyao's beautiful eyes stared blankly at the wooden board less than half a foot wide before her. Her soul had been completely drained by the inhuman torture of the past few days.
Ye Guantian looked at Su Yuyao, bound hand-to-hand, her fingers interlaced, her legs folded and spread apart as she sat on the board. Her firm, round breasts, slender waist, long, smooth legs, and round, gourd-like buttocks, combined with her smooth, hairless, pink, and moist vulva like a budding lotus, even with the huge wooden dildo tightly blocked by Li Tianyi's modified, narrow vagina, Su Yuyao's flat, firm... The wooden dildo made a slight bulge on her lower abdomen, but pinkish fluid still flowed gently from her alluring vulva, wetting the black wooden board and shimmering with a captivating glow in the dim light of the room.
Ye Guantian reached out and encircled Su Yuyao's slender waist, pulling her off the board like a radish. Her tight vulva, like a greedy child, clung to the large wooden dildo, making a loud "slurping" sound as it was pulled out.
Ye Guantian gripped Su Yuyao's waist and lifted her high above his head, his narrow eyes intently studying the alluring slit between her legs. He noticed that the small slit... It was already a small, round hole, but the two plump labia on either side of this alluring pink opening, swollen from the venom of Li Tianyi's bees, quickly narrowed into a thin slit after the removal of the large wooden dildo.
Ye Guantian looked at the vulva, which was gradually returning to a thin slit, and nodded in satisfaction. He turned and placed Su Yuyao face down on the bed. With her joints tightly bound by ropes, Su Yuyao's entire body was as straight as a plank, making her full, pink buttocks stick up high. The pink anus and the white, hairless vulva created a striking contrast, blatantly tempting Ye Guantian. Ye Guantian reached out and rubbed the firm, bouncy buttocks, his lower body... The erect penis, like a spear, pierced Su Yuyao's body without reservation. The large glans penetrated almost unimpeded, reaching the woman's cervix. At the moment of penetration, Ye Guantian reached out and pressed his hands on the two small acupoints on Su Yuyao's lower back—the Shenshu acupoints. His own Shui Ningyue's true energy, mixed with the true energy of his Murong family, slowly entered Su Yuyao's body.
Having already lost consciousness, Su Yuyao would normally not react to external stimuli. Under immense stress, a person instinctively engages in self-protection. While one may not react to external stimuli, the true energy within her surged like a tsunami, and her meridians... The unbearable pain in her veins, unable to withstand the immense impact, brought Su Yuyao back to her senses.
Before her eyes swayed the slightly yellowed white mosquito net, and the creaking sound was from the wooden bed beneath her, unable to bear the force of their intense intercourse. Her breasts rolled up and down with her violent movements, pulling at the base of her breasts, which were bound and swollen with blood, causing waves of pain. Beads of sweat, whether from the excruciating pain in her meridians or the uncontrollable soreness, itching, pain, swelling, and the ecstatic pleasure of the hot, rapid thrusting, crisscrossed her smooth, rosy skin, soaking the sheets beneath her.
"You're finally awake." A man's voice came from behind her. Su Yuyao suddenly felt the man's large hand, which had been gripping her slender waist, loosen. She lost her balance and fell forward, but the man quickly grabbed her hands behind her back with one hand. He half-stood up and used his thick, dark thighs to trap her bound legs between his thighs. This way, he could control Su Yuyao's body with his legs and one hand, keeping her upright.
"Su Yuyao, do you know why I used esoteric methods to subdue you? When you get to the underworld, you can tell your deceased uncle: 'Your evil deeds have finally come to pass on to me!' Your uncle, known as 'Vajra Fiery Blaze,' was eight feet tall, broad-shouldered and burly, yet he remained unmarried and without a maidservant. He practiced vegetarianism and did good deeds, and people said he was a high-ranking monk, a paragon of virtue even in his home life. But who knew that this Vajra Fiery Blaze was actually impotent!" In public, he was a chivalrous and unparalleled hero; in private, however, he was a despicable scoundrel with a dark and monstrous mind, who took pleasure in torture. Years ago, when I first entered the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, I met your uncle near Chengdu. We assassinated Tuogan together and then parted ways. Remembering that your uncle had left a dagger on me, I turned back to find him. When I found him at a herdsman's house, he had already slaughtered the entire family of thirteen. When I found him, a little girl, only seven or eight years old, had been stripped naked, her limbs dislocated, her body curled into a ball. Your uncle was holding a yak rope, tightly strangling the girl's neck. Her face was blackened, and her large eyes bulged out.
"Don't think I made an enemy of your uncle to avenge that Tibetan. It was the Tibetan who died, what does it have to do with me? What I didn't expect was that after my repeated questioning, your uncle told me the truth. I determined that he had damaged his kidney acupoint and spent three whole months healing him.
"Later, I was being hunted by people from the martial arts world. I passed by your uncle's house once. Your uncle pretended to be close to me, but secretly he informed those so-called heroes of the martial arts world. However, the fact that I, Ye Guantian, am Murong Longcheng is a secret that no one knows! Moreover, I was already on guard against him. I originally planned to kill him when I left that night, but at that time my martial arts were not up to par, so I only cut off his left leg."
"Since it was your uncle who offended me, why did I come looking for you instead of your uncle's son? What you probably don't know is that your uncle was in love with your mother when he was young, but back then he was playful and his martial arts were weak. Your mother kicked him into a lake, and the cold energy seeped into his body, rendering him impotent for ten years! After I cured him, he immediately returned home. Later, I calculated the time: from your uncle's arrival home to your mother giving birth to you… exactly ten months. And on the day your uncle arrived home, your father was in Cangzhou celebrating his master's birthday. Your uncle, or rather your father, died of illness not long after, not at my hands, and without any other children. Tell me, who else should I go looking for if not you…"
A sharp dagger was gently placed on Su Yuyao. On her delicate neck: "This is your uncle's dagger from back then. Goodness, I'll send Shui Ningyue and my true energy into your body, using your body as a furnace to refine this strange true energy. However, no one has done this before. Although I know how to circulate the energy to refine it, I have no experience in how to retrieve it. You must know that any mistake could lead to qi deviation and immediate death. So, to be on the safe side, let's use the old method!" As he spoke, he slightly increased the pressure of the sharp dagger, cutting through her crystal-clear, jade-like skin. Due to the intense blood flow, red blood beads instantly flowed out. Terrified, Su Yuyao let out a scream. At this moment, she understood what Ye Guantian meant by the old method. Beside her, on the ground, Shui Ningyue, looking at her back, met the same fate.
Fear of death caused Su Yuyao to struggle violently, but her body was tightly bound. Her final struggles only caused her firm breasts to swing from side to side like a pendulum, the breasts slapping against each other with a crisp "slap, slap" sound. At this moment, Ye Guantian slightly loosened his control over Su Yuyao's body, causing her beautiful buttocks to begin to twist in her violent struggles. This twisting, to some extent, catered to Ye Guantian's thrusting; his lower abdomen and pubic bone slammed heavily against Su Yuyao's round, elastic buttocks, producing a dull "slap, slap" sound.
Despite Su Yuyao's desperate struggles, Ye Guantian's large hand firmly gripped her chin, preventing her from moving her head even though her breasts and buttocks swayed in waves. The sharp blade had already cut into Su Yuyao's trachea. With a slight increase in force, Su Yuyao's trachea was severed. The feeling of suffocation immediately assaulted her brain along with the wheezing sound coming from her throat. At this moment, Ye Guantian suddenly exerted force with his legs, firmly fixing Su Yuyao's body, making her like a butterfly tightly held by a scorpion's large claws. Ye Guantian's buttocks moved back a distance of 4 inches, and then, like a cannonball, he fiercely thrust into the depths of Su Yuyao's vagina. The enormous glans forcefully pushed aside the vaginal muscles that were contracting due to orgasm. The aching and throbbing sensation of the muscles being stretched to their limit, mixed with immense pain, completely numbed Su Yuyao's vulva. She couldn't feel anything. The feeling of suffocation mixed with an indescribable tingling sensation. She only felt a surge of heat flowing down her lower body, followed by an extremely pleasurable sensation that struck her brain. A stream of clear fluid gushed out intermittently from Su Yuyao's lower body. With each spurt, Su Yuyao's body convulsed violently, but with her throat cut, she could no longer make a sound. Only her bloodshot eyes and the constant drooling could express the final climax of her life.
The sharp dagger severed Su Yuyao's trachea, blood vessels, and cervical vertebrae without resistance. Ye Guantian chuckled, grabbing Su Yuyao's chin and lifting her head high. Streams of blood gushed from Su Yuyao's mouth, turning into misty sprays in the air like a patchwork of vibrant peach blossoms. Su Yuyao's eyes were filled with endless fear and sorrow. Her will to live was utterly destroyed by the cold, sharp dagger, and her original value in life was mercilessly shattered by the truth revealed by Ye Guantian: she was nothing more than a product of rape and incest. Su Yuyao finally gave up struggling, her body trembling slightly under the drive of her physical instincts. Her ten toes straightened and relaxed repeatedly until finally, as Ye Guantian's dagger severed Su Yuyao's neck, her body completely relaxed. At this moment, her delicate body had finally lost its soul.
Although Su Yuyao was dead, her beautiful body could not escape the fate of being violated.
Ye Guantian adjusted his body, his thick glans pressing tightly against Su Yuyao's still warm uterus. He took a deep breath and activated the mixed true energy within Su Yuyao's body. With Ye Guantian's intervention, the true energy within Su Yuyao's body, which had gradually stagnated and dissipated with its owner's death, began to flow again, converging towards Su Yuyao's uterus. As the true energy flowed, the uterus, which had begun to relax, seemed to come alive again, the tender flesh inside beginning to rub and suck at Ye Guantian's penis like countless tiny hands. Ye Guantian glanced at Lü Qiutong, who was hanging in the air facing him, her face pale with fright. He grasped Su Yuyao's headless corpse with his left hand, making the headless corpse cooperate with his thrusting in and out of her vagina. With his violent thrusting, gushes of blood continued to spurt from her neck, filling the room with a heavy, bloody smell. With his right hand, having discarded the dagger, he reached into Su Yuyao's mouth, lifting her head high, savoring the final expression frozen on her face—bewilderment, terror, and a faint hint of pleasure hidden in her brow. The
headless corpse swayed up and down with Ye Guantian's thrusts, gradually ceasing to spurt blood from her neck. Ye Guantian spread the corpse's beautiful legs behind his thighs, widening Su Yuyao's vulva further, allowing his thick penis to thrust in and out even faster. Ye Guantian crossed his hands, grasping Su Yuyao's breasts and kneading them vigorously, shaping them into countless beautiful forms. He twisted Su Yuyao's corpse intermittently; if one only looked at her lower body with the enormous penis inserted, one might mistakenly believe that Su Yuyao herself was swaying her hips in response to the man's thrusts. Not far from Ye Guantian, Su Yuyao's head, its eyes wide open in death, was held between his toes, tongue lolling out. With each thrust, Ye Guantian would rub his toes against Su Yuyao's smooth cheeks, even reaching inside her to tease her tongue.
As his penis continued to pump, Su Yuyao's internal energy gradually flowed into Ye Guantian's body, passing through his thick penis. With this energy transfer, Ye Guantian's originally dark penis began to turn red.
Ye Guantian stood up, cradling Su Yuyao's corpse in his arms. One hand supported her buttocks, keeping her headless body firmly within him, while the other lifted her head. He walked to the wooden table, casually placing Su Yuyao's head on a candlestick. He then sat down, continuing his thrusting while still embracing the beautiful corpse.
Hanging from the rafters, Lü Qiutong watched in horror as Ye Guantian's thrusting became increasingly rapid. Eventually, he gripped Su Yuyao's bound hands behind her back with his left hand and her ankle with his right. He yanked downwards with his left and upwards with his right, his thigh muscles trembling uncontrollably. Ye Guantian lowered his head and bit down on Su Yuyao's still-erect, rosy nipple, his force so great that even the already dead Su Yuyao felt pain. For a moment, the beautiful headless body stopped trembling, as if reaching an orgasm even in death. As Ye Guantian slowly released his last remaining hands that held her fate, the bound body, like a dumpling, slid limply off Ye Guantian and crashed to the floor with a thud. The muscles of the corpse were still trembling slightly. Her swollen and disfigured vulva was a mess, milky white fluid slowly seeping from the narrow opening, mixing with the dried blood on the floor and emitting a foul odor.
Lu Qiutong watched in horror as Ye Guantian walked towards her. Even more unbelievable was that Ye Guantian's groin was still erect, and now it was emitting a strange red hue. Ye Guantian looked at Lu Qiutong, who had been hanging high on the rafters for so long and couldn't even make the slightest movement, and smiled smugly. He loosened the rope, and Lu Qiutong watched in fear and helplessness as the lewd-looking man drew closer, powerless to stop him.
The scenery before her eyes swayed, and she felt like a weight, rotating 360 degrees with the man's manipulation. His naked body appeared repeatedly before her eyes, but in that brief moment, all she could remember was his erect, crimson spear-like member. Suddenly, a "smack" resounded, and she felt a burning pain on her buttocks as the man's large hand mercilessly slapped her bottom. This was just the beginning. The man's slaps continued relentlessly against her buttocks. Even more terrifying was the possibility of a powerful slap landing on her vulva at any moment.
Tears streamed down her face, and her incoherent cries had left her throat hoarse. Just as Lü Qiutong felt her buttocks and vulva were about to swell from the beatings, a pair of strong hands gripped her buttocks firmly. Only then did Lü Qiutong realize how lewd she looked, her hands and feet bound together, her entire body almost forming a ring. She was certain that her hairy vulva was erect, directly facing the man's crimson penis.
"Such a beautiful virgin vulva, how come it has so much hair?" The man's shameless voice reached her ears. "Lü Qiutong, I think you must be wondering now why I captured you if I captured those two people for revenge?"
The hard glans forced open her tightly closed labia, lingering only briefly before penetrating her vulva completely. The tearing pain instantly cleared Lü Qiutong's mind: Yes, why did he capture me?
At this moment, the man was simply enjoying the unique tightness of the virgin's vagina. For most men, deflowering a virgin might not be a comfortable experience, as the vagina's tightness could cause excruciating pain, and some overly sensitive women might even injure the man's foreskin and cause bleeding. However, this was not a problem for Ye Guantian. Since it
wasn't a problem for Ye Guantian, it was Lü Qiutong who suffered. Her vaginal muscles contracted uncontrollably, but the tighter they contracted, the more intense the pain became.
Furthermore, the residual fluids from Su Yuyao and her virgin blood on the man's penis acted as lubrication, greatly enhancing the man's pleasure during her thrusts.
Her mind was a mess, and inexplicably, scenes from her childhood began to flash before her eyes. She felt like a giant sack, swaying back and forth. Everything in front of her was shaking and swaying, as if her world was collapsing. Although her head wasn't tied up, her stiff spine made even the slightest movement impossible. Her dark hair occasionally appeared in her vision with her movements, only to vanish in an instant.
When a sensation like wetting the bed rose from below, Lü Qiutong screamed, then everything went black, and she fainted. She didn't know how long
she was unconscious, but several heavy thrusts from her lower body, the pressure of her stomach being pierced, slowly roused her from her unconsciousness. When she woke up, she found herself untied from the rafters and placed on the bed, still with her hands and feet tied behind her back. Her waist was suspended in the air like a tire, enduring the man's frenzied thrusting.
"You're finally awake." The man lowered his head and began to nibble on one of Lü Qiutong's breasts. Like a child, he grasped her right breast with one hand, sucking on her nipple with a smacking sound, while simultaneously teasing the erect nipple with his tongue. The pleasure from the nipple sent a tingling sensation through Lü Qiutong's heart, and waves of fluid flowed from her lower body.
Each thrust of the man seemed to be exerting all his strength. Her body, bound for so long, felt soreness in every joint—shoulder, waist, and thighs. She could even hear the creaking sound of bones rubbing together in her waist. She twisted her waist, trying to escape the man's assault, but each attempt was ruthlessly thwarted. The man held her slender waist, forcing her vulva to endure the most intense impacts without reservation.
Perhaps it was her writhing that made the man lose patience. He angrily cursed, "You little slut, I'll teach you to writhe!" With that, he picked up Lü Qiutong and placed her head down on the ground, her cheek pressed against the blood-stained, foul-smelling ground. She lay there stiffly like a wooden stick, the man's large hands holding her waist firmly in place. She couldn't move, helplessly enduring the man's increasingly violent assault.
The sounds of their bodies slapping against each other echoed continuously. Lü Qiutong's buttocks were already bright red from the force of the impact. Ye Guantian's glans seemed to want to fill the woman's lower body completely with each thrust, penetrating to the hilt, leaving only his scrotum slapping against her buttocks. The nerves in her vagina had been stimulated to their limit, and an excited current coursed through her body, causing Lü Qiutong's thigh muscles to twitch uncontrollably. Her body swayed in response to Ye Guantian's thrusts, her breasts swinging back and forth like a pendulum. Her hands, bound behind her back, were suddenly wide open, then clenched tightly together again. Her brows furrowed, and she let out a soul-stirring moan. Even though she was being raped, the constant flow of vaginal fluid made her unkempt pubic hair wet. The intense friction between the thick penis and the tight vaginal walls stimulated the latent lust within both of them...
At this moment, Lü Qiutong's consciousness had been completely destroyed by wave after wave of pleasure. She had forgotten that she was being humiliated and raped, and was simply panting uncontrollably with each thrust.
Ye Guantian's increasingly hot penis was making intense piston-like movements inside Lü Qiutong's vagina, pounding against her genitals like a rapidly spinning machine. Finally, after thousands of years of human evolution, she experienced unimaginable pleasure, or perhaps fear.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, her head, which was pressed against the ground, tilted back, and the tension in her muscles caused her waist to instinctively arch upwards. She felt her whole body spasm as if she were about to collapse, and a moan escaped her throat: "Eee... ah...!" A torrent of fluid gushed out violently from deep within her body...
At this moment, Ye Guantian also felt Lü Qiutong's orgasm. He chuckled, "I've finally waited for the virginity of a pure yin body!" As he spoke, he suddenly lifted Lü Qiutong's body, making her sit in his lap in a lotus position. Using the woman's own weight, his thick glans effortlessly thrust into the depths of her uterus when it was fully open, completely blocking the surging vaginal fluid within her own uterus.
Lu Qiutong felt a surge of heat rushing out, and she was about to reach the peak of pleasure, but a thick, hard penis suddenly thrust deep into her uterus. The intense pain abruptly stopped the flow of pleasure, halting her climb to the top.
Lü Qiutong's body arched backward, her pursuit of pleasure transforming her into a female beast. She strained her thighs to lift her body, raising her buttocks higher, trying to force the glans blocking her uterus to release its passage of pleasure. However, after a tremor, her snow-white lower body fell heavily onto Ye Guantian's lap.
Lü Qiutong's fair face had turned crimson. Hearing the heroine's plaintive, wanton moans, Ye Guantian felt intense excitement. His large penis was now tightly and warmly gripped by her vagina, feeling incredibly comfortable. He reached out and grasped Lü Qiutong's tender breasts, kneading them vigorously, while his lower body slowly thrust in and out, simultaneously absorbing Lü Qiutong's virginity.
"Oh...oh...ah...!" Lü Qiutong sobbed, gradually recovering from her orgasm. She sadly discovered that under the man's skillful thrusting and the stimulation of her erect nipples, her vagina was beginning to writhe beautifully again.
Ye Guantian laid Lü Qiutong on his chest, his large hands supporting her thighs, repeatedly lifting her buttocks up and down. With each thrust, beads of sweat trickled down her snow-white neck, soaking the rope binding her chest. The friction between his penis and her vagina produced a wet, gurgling sound, her full breasts swaying incessantly. Her once narrow vagina slowly relaxed, the walls of her vagina, secreting even more fluid, enveloping his penis.
Lü Qiutong's periods of lucidity were incredibly brief. As the pleasure intensified, she began to move her hips involuntarily, stroking his penis. Sometimes, when his penis was fully inserted, she would rotate her hips, grinding it against her vagina, generating intense excitement.
As the man thrust in and out, Lü Qiutong swayed her head from side to side, seemingly to alleviate the intense pleasure. Her black hair danced in the air as she shook her head. With each deep thrust, the man gripped Lü Qiutong's beautiful breasts tightly, and seductive sounds seemed to emanate from her nostrils, carrying a pinkish haze. A sweet fragrance began to permeate the room, which was filled with a fishy smell.
Smelling this sweet scent, Ye Guantian knew he could soon begin to achieve his goal. He withdrew half of his thick penis from Lü Qiutong's vagina; it had turned fiery red from its previous reddish hue. He grabbed a rope and looped it around Lü Qiutong's neck, then stood up and, supporting her with both hands, "hung" her in front of him, heading towards a corner of the room.
The tightness and looseness of the rope around her neck fluctuated, forcing Lü Qiutong to tense her body, clamping her legs tightly around the man's waist to bring her as close to his body as possible to avoid suffocation. But sometimes the man would suddenly loosen his grip on Lü Qiutong's abdomen and thighs. Losing support, Lü Qiutong would slump, her eyes rolling back in her head from the rope's tightness. Eventually, her body began to convulse involuntarily due to severe oxygen deprivation. Her mind grew increasingly hazy, her breathing heavy. The man reached out and grasped her swaying breasts, kneading them forcefully. Just then, Lü Qiutong let out a muffled roar, her body stiffening as a powerful, shattering orgasm assaulted her brain. With a tremor, her vaginal fluids gushed out, soaking Ye Guantian's thighs…
Lü Qiutong fainted again.
When Lü Qiutong awoke from her unconsciousness, she found herself once again in Ye Guantian's arms, in a lotus position. The man's thrusting showed no signs of stopping, but his left hand was stroking her erect clitoris, while his right hand held a thick, fleshy, reddish object that looked like a sex toy—a "double-headed dragon."
As Ye Guantian thrust in and out, he said, "Little darling, do you know what this is? This is the 'Shenhe Fruit' you've been looking for. Aren't you wondering why I targeted you? Now I'll tell you, the truth is, this all started six years ago… Back then, I had just returned to the Central Plains from Qinghai-Tibet and learned a whole set of esoteric Buddhist techniques. I used your sister as a test subject. But after I deflowered your sister, I discovered that you were a one-in-a-million pure yin body. I almost deflowered you directly. However, this technique can't deflower two virgins in one day, so I wanted to keep you as a vessel. But who knew that ignorant old Taoist priest would come knocking on my door?" "Alright, I'll have to let you off this time. If it were just a pure Yin female body, that would be fine. But after returning home, I happened to browse through the family's ancient books and discovered records of the 'Shenhe Fruit' and the 'Chuiguai Treasure Jade.' Back then, my Murong Xianbei roamed the Central Plains. Emperor Chengwu (Murong Chui) was out hunting when he was startled to see something fall from the sky. In his shock, he fell from his horse and broke two teeth. Later, he found the thing that had fallen from the sky; it turned out to be a round object containing two tiny figures no more than five feet tall. Emperor Chengwu rescued the two figures, and to repay his life-saving grace, they gave him the 'Shenhe Fruit' and the 'Chuiguai Treasure Jade,' saying that with these items, he would be invincible.
However, time has passed, and Heaven has not blessed my Great Yan. My descendants are unworthy, and I only have the Shenhe Fruit left. To cultivate this extraordinary skill, a pure Yin female body is the best breeding ground for the Shenhe Fruit, and the 'Chuiguai Treasure Jade' is the only key to control it." Otherwise, the combined fruit, if not suppressed, will backfire on the user. And who has the 'Chui Guai Bao Jue'? I've searched for years, and finally know it's in your Lü family's hands. Just now, my men found the 'Chui Guai Bao Jue' you hid in the inn where you were hiding. And you, being a pure Yin female body, are an excellent vessel; do you think I'd let you go? Come, help me cultivate unparalleled martial arts! "
As he spoke, Ye Guantian pulled his bright red penis out of Lü Qiutong's vagina, the thick glans moving back an inch or so and pressing against Lü Qiutong's anus. At the same time, the thick ginseng fruit was also inserted into Lü Qiutong's vaginal opening. This time, Ye Guantian went in from both ends, inserting it into Lü Qiutong's anus, and the ginseng fruit was also inserted into Lü Qiutong's vagina.
As soon as the strange ginseng fruit entered her body, Lü Qiutong felt horrified as the ginseng fruit seemed to come alive the moment it sensed her body temperature, with countless small snake-like things wriggling and swaying in her uterus.
"The ginseng fruit will enter your eight extraordinary meridians, then gradually devour your body, and finally reach your head. At that time, you will become a beautiful body. You will not feel hunger, you will not feel fear, you will not feel cold. You will lose all consciousness, and your body will become the most tempting object in the world." Every man, and even every woman, will drool over your body. They'll pay any price to have a night with you. And during those nights, your body will absorb all their vital energy and refine it into a unique kind of energy that doesn't exist in this world. Because I possess the 'Chui Kuai Bao Jue' (a magical jade pendant), I will absorb all the vital energy accumulated within you into my own. Before long, my inner strength will become the absolute best in the world! At that time, the revival of my Great Yan will no longer be a pipe dream. So, for the sake of my Great Yan, Lü Qiutong, offer your body! The alien lifeform, the "Mixed Fruit ,"
raged and struggled within Lü Qiutong's body, leaving several terrifying serpentine marks on her flat abdomen, as if countless small snakes were wriggling inside her. The man gripped Lü Qiutong's chin tightly, her mouth and throat forming a straight line. Lü Qiutong felt in horror as these snake-like things invaded her lower body, writhing as they passed through her abdomen, intestines, chest, and finally reached her throat. A series of dry heaves were followed by a "plop" as countless writhing, gooey things emerged from her mouth. Lü Qiutong stared in terror at these countless writhing, bizarre lifeforms, her consciousness gradually fading from her body… (
The ending is
Ye Guantian, no, Mu…) Rong Longcheng successfully cultivated the extraterrestrial life form "Canhe Fruit," gaining considerable internal energy through it. However, perhaps due to the cyclical nature of karma, or perhaps because the ancestors of the Murong Xianbei had committed numerous evils, Heaven was no longer willing to protect their descendants. The previously unharmed Chui Kuai Jade suddenly malfunctioned. When Murong Longcheng used the Canhe Fruit a second time, he suffered a backlash, being completely drained of his life force. Although he survived, he passed away three days later.
The stories of his descendants, Murong Bo and Murong Fu, are well-known.
The Canhe Fruit and the Chui Kuai Jade disappeared into the annals of history, completely forgotten, until a thousand years later, when a child surnamed Zhang accidentally found them…

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