The licentiousness of aristocratic families

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In her luxurious mansion in Suzaku City, Feng Yazhi, who had been fast asleep in her large bed, suddenly opened her eyes.
(So… it was just a dream again…)
A little annoyed, she murmured to herself, still in her pajamas. Two months had passed since the destruction of the Joyful Cult's base in Suzaku City. Perhaps due to the exhaustion from a year's worth of work at the border post, Feng Yazhi noticed that in the past few weeks, she had started having a strange dream:
a blurry figure and a beautiful female voice repeatedly saying to her, "You are…", "You are…".
Every time Feng Yazhi tried to focus on the next word after "You are," she would abruptly wake up from the dream, without exception.
(It seems I'm just too tired. These past few weeks have been filled with official duties and the aftermath of the destruction of the Vermilion Bird base. I'm definitely exhausted and have been staying up too late... Hmm, today's schedule is...) Feng Yazhi's long, loose black hair, not tied in a ponytail, spread out on the white bed. Gazing at the luxurious carvings on the ceiling, she didn't want to waste a single moment pondering the reason for her dream. However, after summarizing the cause of her dream, Feng Yazhi put it aside and started thinking about her packed schedule and plans for the day.
Because of her, Feng Yazhi—besides her unparalleled beauty like the goddess Venus, her shrewd and capable businesswoman identity was also well-known.
Under Feng Yazhi's orderly management, the Vermilion Bird family's power has grown increasingly prosperous. Its political and economic influence in the Asian Alliance has completely surpassed that of the White Tiger family and the Black Tortoise family, and it is subtly forming a three-way balance with the Azure Dragon family, which has always been at the forefront for thousands of years, and the Canglang family, which has made rapid progress in the last ten years.
Many of Feng Yazhi's admirers firmly believed that if she weren't a woman, with her exceptional talent, she could very well have mastered the "Vermilion Bird Nirvana Plate," a supreme and fierce technique that no other descendant of the Vermilion Bird family besides its creator had ever learned. In that case, making the Vermilion Bird family the number one family in the Asian Alliance would be a certainty. Unfortunately, these were all just "ifs."
Feng Yazhi, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, was carefully reviewing the Vermilion Bird family's accounts for the past year when suddenly, a wave of intensely pleasurable sensation emanated from her full, snowy breasts, which were covered by the blankets.
"Ah..."
Feng Yazhi cried out, her face slightly flushed, but without panic or surprise. This had become a recurring occurrence over the past two months. With a tender touch, Feng Yazhi pulled back the covers, only to find her previously neatly dressed pajamas ripped open, revealing a silver-haired girl still fast asleep. The girl's face was buried in her breathtakingly full breasts, and she was occasionally, unconsciously
, gently biting the nipples. This was none other than Hu Wanshuang, the heir of the White Tiger Clan. Feng Yazhi lovingly stroked Hu Wanshuang's still-sleeping silver hair. Since eliminating the Joyful Sect's base in Suzaku City, Hu Wanshuang had been clinging to her, even playfully demanding to eat and sleep with her.
Far from being bothered, Feng Yazhi was delighted. Ever since she and Hu Wanshuang had both fallen in love with Long Wudao, their once sisterly bond had nearly turned into enmity. Even after they reconciled, she could still sense an invisible barrier between them. Feng Yazhi felt very gratified and at ease by Hu Wanshuang's current affectionate behavior. She believed that one day, she could heal the deep emotional wounds her silver-haired, large-breasted best friend had suffered because of her relationship with Long Wudao.
However… a slightly shy and embarrassed smile appeared on Feng Yazhi's face. Lately, for some reason, her body had become increasingly sensitive. Even when handling official documents and listening to reports from subordinates, her nipples would occasionally experience a tingling and erect sensation from the friction of her clothing.
Feng Yazhi hadn't told anyone about this embarrassing matter, simply attributing it to a natural reaction from her body's lack of nourishment after being separated from Long Wudao for so long. Feng Yazhi secretly wondered if Long Wudao's flirting techniques had made her body so sensitive. A year ago, a gentle nipple bite from Wanshuang would never have elicited any moans or gasps.
(Sigh… Wudao won't be able to change shifts for another year.)
Thinking of her beloved guarding the frontier, Feng Yazhi couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of worry. She sat up and gently placed Hu Wanshuang on the other side of the bed, spreading out the quilt. Looking at her increasingly full and rounded breasts, which had even shown a tendency to expand from a D cup to an F cup over the past month, Feng Yazhi frowned and pressed her two firm mounds of flesh with her index fingers. This was hardly a good thing for her, given her dedication to martial arts training and constant travel.
However, a happy smile quickly appeared on Feng Yazhi's face. Her fiancé, Long Wudao, loved to bury his face in her full breasts and think quietly. The intelligent Feng Yazhi could sense that Long Wudao was fascinated by her snow-white breasts; even when discussing serious matters, his eyes would occasionally steal glances at them. For Feng Yazhi, immersed in love, even if it increased discomfort during martial arts training, it was all worthwhile to have her body so captivating to her lover.
Lost in thought, Feng Yazhi entered her private dressing room, slowly removing her pajamas. Standing before a life-size mirror, she revealed a perfect body that could drive any woman in the world mad with envy. Her alluring phoenix eyes, straight nose, faint dimples, and soft, jade-like ears, combined with her shrewd and capable personality, exuded both heroic spirit and captivating charm. Her snow-white, plump breasts, slender, slender waist, full and pert buttocks, and long, strong, white legs honed from martial arts training, made her sensual body flawless.
Normally, although Feng Yazhi was extremely confident in her stunning beauty, her martial arts training and busy schedule meant she didn't pay much attention to her appearance. But today, for some reason, Feng Yazhi held her head high, gently pressing her hands against her full breasts, gazing at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, unable to resist a touch of infatuation.
It was this alluring body—that had captivated her peerless martial arts fiancé, and made her the object of masturbation for men throughout the Asian Alliance and even the entire planet.
(You are…)
A female voice, identical to the one in her dream, suddenly echoed in her mind. Without hesitation, Feng Yazhi answered,
“I am a slut…”
As if lacking the strength to continue, her voice abruptly cut off, and a look of utter confusion appeared in Feng Yazhi's eyes. Looking at the large mirror before her, and her slightly reddened breasts pressed against her hands, she couldn't help but feel a pang of shame, thinking:
(What am I anyway? Staring blankly in the mirror again. It should be time for morning sword practice.) Meanwhile, in a secluded room in the slums of Suzaku City, a computer screen was receiving information, displaying a subtitle:
“‘Slut’ Feng Yazhi, Brainwashing Level: 9%…”
Beside the computer, a sexy female voice, identical to the one in Feng Yazhi's dream, sighed softly:
"As expected of Feng Yazhi, it's been two months already, and the brainwashing program still hasn't passed the first 10% stage. Looks like we need to speed things up..." ****************
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As the symphony's final, soaring notes faded, Feng Yazhi leaped down from a great height, swirling around her twin swords and flames. This was the "Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens" from the Vermilion Bird Sword Techniques. The elegant and beautiful sword technique contained a formidable and astonishing destructive power, causing many enemies who had once underestimated Feng Yazhi's female identity to suffer greatly.
Feng Yazhi closed her eyes in deep thought, sheathed her sword, and exhaled. What was originally just her usual routine of martial arts practice had taken on a slightly unsettling quality in the past few days. Beneath her simple white robes, her delicate pink nipples, with each vigorous movement, rubbed against her bra, gradually hardening and producing a subtle pleasure.
This didn't hinder her swordsmanship; in fact, combined with the slight ripples in her heart, her swordsmanship this time was even more agile and powerful than before.
However, Feng Yazhi disliked this uncontrollable phenomenon. She couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Long Wudao, who was far away at the border. Since her first taste of forbidden fruit, her body seemed to have become increasingly open to sex and unable to bear the emptiness.
Then, a familiar sound of footsteps disrupted Feng Yazhi's thoughts. Without turning around, she knew who was behind her.
"Wanshuang, you're here. It's still early, why didn't you sleep a little longer?" "Hehe, today is the day Sister Yazhi and I agreed to go to White Tiger City together, so of course Shuangshuang has to get up early." Dressed in a dignified and appropriate light yellow lady's outfit, Hu Wanshuang smiled sweetly at her closest sister, Feng Yazhi.
"That's true. Hmm, Wanshuang, what are you wearing..."
Feng Yazhi turned to look at Hu Wanshuang and said, her eyes suddenly lighting up. Wanshuang's outfit was the same style she wore a long time ago when she was Feng Yazhi's best friend, before the impending falling out because of Long Wudao. It was elegant and generous, a noble lady's attire that was luxurious yet had an artistic flair.
However, after Hu Wanshuang's failed confession to Long Wudao and her subsequent runaway, her return was marked by a drastically different appearance. She frequently wore revealing and somewhat risqué clothing, and on one occasion, she openly appeared in public wearing a sexy bikini. Had it not been for the significant influence of the four great families in the media, which kept the matter quiet, photos and rumors would likely have surfaced. Over the years, Hu Wanshuang's infidelity had caused her and Long Wudao considerable distress.
Previously, Wan Shuang, who had repeatedly ignored all advice, had finally reverted to her original style of dress. Could it be…? “Sister Ya Zi… I’ve been causing you trouble these past few years… Will you… blame me…?” A timid voice reached Feng Ya Zi’s ears. To Feng Ya Zi, there was no sound more beautiful than this heavenly voice, even making the usually strong-willed woman’s eyes well up with tears. Her voice trembled slightly as she said,
“How could I? Wan Shuang… You will always be my best sister. Wu Dao and I both consider you our dearest little sister.” “Waaaaah… Sister Ya Zi… I’m really… really sorry…” Hearing Feng Ya Zi’s reply, Hu Wan Shuang, her eyes red and swollen, ran into Feng Ya Zi’s arms and burst into tears.
“Wan Shuang… Don’t cry, it’ll make your face look ugly.”
Looking lovingly at Hu Wan Shuang crying in her arms, Feng Ya Zi finally felt relieved. Her dear sister was finally willing to truly step out of the shadows of the past.
"Shuangshuang...Shuangshuang swears...that she will make Yazhi...the happiest woman in the world..." "Heh...with you and Wudao by my side, Yazhi is already the happiest woman in the world." She patted Wanshuang's silver hair affectionately, smiling at Wanshuang's childishness. Feng Yazhi had no idea that Wanshuang's vow would, in the future, cruelly come true in a way she could never have foreseen.
(I must...I must...let Sister Yazhi...taste the bliss of Master's big cock together.)
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Of course, this is not absolute. For example, Feng Yazhi herself has a passion for music, and in recent years, the Vermilion Bird Clan has gradually developed its musical interests. Meanwhile, the rapidly rising Azure Wolf Clan, having gathered many opposing forces, has begun to eye the economic pie of the Asian Alliance, venturing into various industries.
Today, Feng Yazhi has accepted Hu Wanshuang's invitation to participate in the "Women's Autonomy" program of the Tiger Leap Entertainment Group, founded by the White Tiger Clan.
Due to the Great Cataclysm, humanity reverted to a dog-eat-dog society a thousand years ago. Women, with their inherently weaker strength, were gradually suppressed back into the status of male appendages. This situation only improved in the last one or two hundred years, but discrimination still exists.
However, now, three of the four heirs of the four great families are women—an unprecedented number. This undoubtedly gives growing feminists a lot of confidence. In recent years, the Asian Alliance has rapidly passed many gender equality laws, with the most important driving force being the heir of the Vermilion Bird Clan—"Vermilion Bird Valkyrie" Feng Yazhi. Over the past year, Feng Yazhi has been planning a women's organization for "women's liberation," aiming to make the Asian Alliance pay more attention to women's rights and status.
As a result, Feng Yazhi not only has immense appeal to men, but also has many admirers among modern women who value female autonomy. The "women's autonomy" talk show that Hu Wanshuang invited Feng Yazhi to participate in was a result of Feng Yazhi's influence. "Wanshuang, don't get so excited...you're the head of the White Tiger family..." Feng Yazhi looked at Wanshuang with loving eyes and shook her head with a smile. Normally, she would never participate in such a television talk show. However, she couldn't resist her dear sister's persistent pleas and finally agreed.
Feng Yazhi remembered that night when Hu Wanshuang begged her, she had initially stuck to her principles and refused Wanshuang's television invitation. But, at the moment of refusal, the image of Hu Wanshuang's heartbroken face after being rejected by her fiancé suddenly flashed through her mind, and Feng Yazhi's heart softened, and she couldn't help but agree.
However, she didn't see that in the side pocket of Wan Shuang's cheering clothes, a miniature remote control was constantly transmitting electromagnetic waves that influenced her thoughts to the triangular chip buried deep in Feng Ya Zi's brain... As they chatted, Feng Ya Zi, Hu Wan Shuang, and her guards finally arrived at the tallest building in White Tiger City—a hundred-story high-rise exclusively owned by the White Tiger Entertainment Group. Led by their master, Hu Wan Shuang, they easily slipped through the heavily guarded entrance checkpoint. At this moment, Feng Ya Zi suddenly noticed:
"Huh... Wan Shuang...aren't these people...the subordinates of the Cang Lang family?" In the lobby on the first floor, many people were chatting happily. With her amazing memory, Feng Ya Zi easily recalled from her previous intelligence gathering on the Cang Lang family that many of the people chatting were members of the Cang Lang family.
"Hmm... Sister Ya Zi, as you know, the Canglang family has recently invested heavily in the entertainment industry. Based on mutual benefit, our Baihu family has had many collaborations with them in this area..." Upon entering the Baihu Building, Hu Wanshuang, who had immediately regained her dignified, elegant, and gentle demeanor, explained to Feng Ya Zi with a smile.
Feng Ya Zi nodded in agreement. In business, there are only permanent interests, not permanent enemies. For example, her own Zhuque Group had also had many collaborative plans with the Canglang family in the medical and high-tech fields in recent years. Given that it was her good friend Hu Wanshuang's answer, Feng Ya Zi didn't ask any further questions.
Soon, under Hu Wanshuang's arrangement, Feng Ya Zi followed her into the photography studio. There, a beautiful woman with light makeup, wearing an elegant black silk dress, and a neckline that generously revealed her full, white breasts, smiled and bowed to the two of them, saying:
"President Hu, Ms. Feng, Sun Xiujia, the host of the 'Women's Independence' program, welcomes you today." Hu Wanshuang nodded and smiled at her.
"Sister Xiujia, this is my good friend, Sister Feng Yazhi. I suppose I don't need to introduce her again?" "Of course, Miss Feng's reputation is known to everyone in the world." The elegant Sun Xiujia, with a polite smile, bowed to Hu Wanshuang and Feng Yazhi.
Feng Yazhi looked at the beautiful woman before her. Although they had never met, she knew from television and information about the Vermilion Bird Family that Sun Xiujia was a rising star promoted by the White Tiger Entertainment Group in recent years. While her looks were not as striking as hers or Hu Wanshuang's, her warm, approachable smile, her ample bosom comparable to Hu Wanshuang's, and her mature charm approaching thirty, coupled with her high education and gentle, intellectual image, had garnered her many male supporters. Feng Yazhi also knew that she was one of the few female friends who had become extremely close to Hu Wanshuang in recent years.
Out of politeness and respect for Hu Wanshuang, Feng Yazhi gracefully returned the greeting and smiled, saying,
"It's an honor to be on Miss Sun's program. I'm sure it will be a memorable conversation." Sun Xiujia also smiled and said,
"So, today, let's ask Miss Feng a few questions about the 'women's liberation' you advocate. First of all..." Sun Xiujia asked several questions in succession, all of which were clearly well-prepared. Her wording was tactful yet went straight to the core of the issue, and Feng Yazhi answered the questions beautifully and simply. During the exchange between the two, Hu Wanshuang interjected at appropriate times to ease the atmosphere. The two-hour program finally came to a close with the three beauties enjoying themselves... "Thank you for your answers, Miss Feng. Now, let's end with a couple of short questions." "Yes, Miss Sun, please go ahead,"
Feng Yazhi said with a smile, maintaining her elegant and proper demeanor throughout. These questions were completely stress-free for her, who had received an elite education from a young age. The only thing that made Feng Yazhi uncomfortable was that the strange feeling she had when she woke up early seemed to be getting a little stronger. She clearly felt her nipples harden slightly, rubbing against the soft silk of her underwear, sending waves of tingling, electric-like sensations through her. However, thanks to her strong self-control, she couldn't outwardly show any abnormality.
At that moment, an image suddenly appeared on the television screen in front of the three of them:
"Miss Feng, do you think this is a manifestation of 'feminist liberation'?" "Let me see, ah!…"
Feng Yazhi only glanced at it before her face contorted with shame and anger. The screen displayed an extremely lewd image.
A naked woman appeared on the screen, her voluptuous, smooth body featuring plump, round, snow-white breasts that defied gravity, kneaded into various elastic and indescribably beautiful shapes by the woman's hands. She wore only a black thong, and as the camera angle adjusted, it was clear that a thin liquid was constantly flowing from her genitals.
However, the most astonishing and unbelievable thing was that the naked woman, despite possessing an incredibly seductive and alluring charm that Feng Yazhi had never seen before, and a captivatingly alluring gaze, unmistakably resembled Feng Yazhi herself!
Looking at Sun Xiujia, who was still smiling at her, Feng Yazhi felt utterly humiliated. Just as she was about to angrily demand an explanation, an intense wave of dizziness washed over her, shattering even her resolute will. Then… “Ahhh…”
A surge of intense pleasure washed over her, and Feng Yazhi couldn't help but cry out. Her nipples hardened, her clitoris engorged, and all the erogenous zones on her body began to ignite. Meanwhile, the triangular chip hidden deep in the back of her head continuously released female hormones and other unnamed hormones with unknown effects. Under the chip's instructions, the aphrodisiac worms in her nipples and clitoris also began to activate, making her entire body increasingly sensitive.
"Hehe, Miss Feng, your pleasure level has reached between 5 and 6, nearing the limit of orgasm..." Sun Xiujia's words echoed in her ears. However, Feng Yazhi, whose entire body was being overwhelmed by pleasure, was too confused to understand the meaning of the sentences. She only felt someone lift her face from behind and point it at the screen, saying:
"Sister Yazhi, look, this is the perfect posture of so-called 'female body liberation,' the posture you truly desire..." "Female...body...liberation..."
Feng Yazhi murmured, her blank red eyes fixed on the alluring body on the screen.
"Yes, sister, a woman's greatest advantage lies in her perfect body, enough to make millions of men drool and arouse lust. Only by seducing men, revealing a woman's talents, and enjoying the pleasure of sex can one truly understand the meaning of 'female autonomy'..." Hu Wanshuang said with a seductive smile, supporting her most intimate sister Feng Yazhi's head from behind.
"Enjoying sex...that's...the true...meaning of 'female autonomy'..." Feng Yazhi was completely stunned, only able to repeat Hu Wanshuang's words.
At this moment, the triangular chip in the back of Feng Yazhi's head was emitting strange electromagnetic waves. Under the research of the Canglang family, these electromagnetic waves could help people enter a more focused and concentrated learning state. However, this state had a great drawback: it lacked any ability to judge. Any knowledge instilled would be unconditionally absorbed and gradually take root in the subconscious mind.
The surging pleasure within Feng Yazhi seemed both eternal and fleeting. She didn't know how much time had passed before, in a daze, she regained her senses. She heard a familiar voice:
"Thank you for your answer, Miss Feng. Let's end with a couple of questions." The same question as before. Unconsciously, Feng Yazhi answered without thinking:
"Yes, Miss Sun, please go ahead."
Only after speaking did Feng Yazhi look around in surprise. She saw Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia smiling at her, as if the video from earlier…wait, what video? Feng Yazhi frowned, remembering that she had just been discussing women's liberation with the two of them, and it seemed…there wasn't any video.
At this moment, a somewhat ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on Sun Xiujia's face, and she said,
"Everyone knows that Miss Feng and Mr. Long Wudao are an enviable couple. I wonder if your sex life is happy?" "This... how can you say such a thing!"
Feng Yazhi said, both ashamed and angry. Little did she know that her reaction at this moment was completely different from before. If it were the old her, her gentlest reaction at this moment would have been to angrily turn away, never to show such a shy and girlish expression as now.
"Sister Yazhi, openly discussing the topic of sex is a manifestation of 'female autonomy.'
Have you forgotten?"
Hu Wanshuang said to her with a smile, patting Feng Yazhi's shoulder.
"And Miss Feng, do you remember the exclusive profession of female 'AV actresses' that we just discussed a thousand years ago? Don't you think that their way of enjoying sex and earning money through their bodies is a kind of proof of women's liberation?" "Oh... it seems..."
Although she regained her senses, Feng Yazhi realized that there seemed to be a huge problem with her thinking logic. Had she really discussed AV actresses with them? And is enjoying sex truly a manifestation of female autonomy?
Feng Yazhi wanted to say no, but found a voice in her mind calling her to agree with them.
Yes, since women can decide their own destiny, then just as men enjoy sex, why can't women openly talk about sex?
Just as Feng Yazhi was struggling with this, Sun Xiujia's voice came again:
"Hehe, Miss Feng, let's get back to the main topic. Are you happy with your sex life with Mr. Long?" Feng Yazhi felt relieved from the painful struggle in her head, and a sense of comfort washed over her. Just as she was about to answer "very happy," a memory rushed into her mind: the emptiness and unsatisfaction she felt when her lower body was being penetrated by Long Wudao's small penis during her first night. This memory instantly filled Feng Yazhi's mind. The powerful image and the distorted concept of "female autonomy" made her blurt out:
"Wu Dao can't satisfy me... Ah..."
Realizing what she had said, Feng Yazhi blushed with embarrassment. She saw Sun Xiujia and Hu Wanshuang nodding and smiling with satisfaction. Sun Xiujia covered her mouth and chuckled,
"Miss Feng's stunningly beautiful body is indeed beyond the reach of normal men. Hehe, don't be ashamed. Even Asia's number one 'Azure Dragon Fist Saint' couldn't conquer Miss Feng's desires. This is something to be proud of, proving that we have advantages over men. Come, let's enjoy a video." "I... Uh..."
Just as Feng Yazhi was about to defend Long Wudao, she heard Sun Xiujia's words and involuntarily looked at the television screen.
On it, a masked, imposing man had two naked, large-breasted women at his feet, their tongues licking his large penis. It was Sun Xiujia and Hu Wanshuang. The joy and happiness on their faces made it completely believable that they were genuinely serving the man before them.
Sun Xiujia leaned close to Feng Yazhi, who was staring intently at the screen, and whispered in her ear,
"Look at that masked man's penis, isn't it more powerful and imposing than your fiancé's?" Despite feeling uncomfortable, Feng Yazhi couldn't tear her gaze away from that magnificent penis. Compared to her fiancé Long Wudao's, it was far superior. Feng Yazhi had no doubt about the intense orgasm she would experience when that penis thrust into her.
"Hehe, don't be shy. Men crave to fuck beautiful women, and women naturally crave to be fucked by strong, powerful penises. It's a natural thing, isn't it?" Sun Xiujia said to Feng Yazhi with a lewd smile, licking her lips as she watched herself licking a penis in the video.
Natural? When Feng Yazhi snapped out of her reverie, upon hearing Sun Xiujia's words, before she could even ponder the veracity of such lewd remarks, she saw a masked man on the screen violently thrusting into Hu Wanshuang's wet, cunt. Watching the two pink petals stretched to their limit by the penis, Feng Yazhi blushed deeply. She even forgot to question who the man on screen was, her eyes glued to the screen, as if she, not Hu Wanshuang, were the one being brutally violated.
Perhaps… the desire to be penetrated by a large penis truly… is the true meaning of women's liberation. Under the control of the triangular chip, Feng Yazhi's consciousness began to subtly distort and change.
Then, endless pleasure and joy surged from the back of her head, overwhelming her senses like a tidal wave. An extremely strong and undeniable suggestion echoed in her mind: she was Hu Wanshuang, the "White Tiger Demon" being violated in the video!
(Ah… what I… desire… the true form…)
This was the last vestige of lucid, intoxicating fantasy in Feng Yazhi's mind.
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Looking at Sun Xiujia on the screen, Nalia couldn't help but smile smugly. Three years ago, when Sun Xiujia first entered the entertainment industry, she was still an elegant woman with academic refinement and a boyfriend of ten years, about to get married. However, under the brainwashing techniques of the Joyful Cult, she had also transformed into a loyal slave and female trainer for the Canglang family. Beneath her pure and innocent image lay a shameless, large-breasted slut, specifically used to provide sexual services to and win over political and economic figures who had pledged allegiance to the Canglang family.
Of course, to avoid detection by the other three major families, the Canglang family's infiltration of the Baihu family was not yet complete, but the higher-ups held real power and had been almost entirely controlled by the Canglang family over the past few years. The Canglang family subordinates that Feng Yazhi saw in the lobby downstairs today had actually become managers at the Tiger Leap Entertainment Group.
"Hmm, but it's been two months, and Feng Yazhi's brainwashing level is still less than 10%. It seems that the one-year deadline you mentioned is going to be exceeded," Li Feng replied with his usual cold and stern tone.
"Hehe, after all, she is one of the most beautiful and powerful women in the world, and you, Master, have requested that her original memories and personality be preserved... It would be a pity if she were so easily brainwashed... In addition, my lord, you saw the 'new plan' I sent you the other day, which I believe is more to your liking..." Nalia said with a confident and charming smile, not flustered.
"Hmm, not bad. That plan is indeed more in line with my ideas. Taking you in back then was definitely a good choice." "Then, my lord, let us witness together the beginning of the complete annihilation of the four great families." Nalia smiled charmingly, walked to Li Feng's side, and watched on the screen side by side as Feng Yazhi, who was about to take another step towards becoming a "slut," was about to... ************************************************************************************ At this moment, Feng Yazhi's mind was overwhelmed. Under the control of the triangular chip, her mental state had reached the point of being consumed by lust. She felt as if she had transformed into Hu Wanshuang, moaning and groaning between a man's legs. She even lay on the floor with her clothes disheveled, gradually imitating Hu Wanshuang's lewd moans on the screen, shamelessly twisting her buttocks and shouting.
"Little slut... Little slut's cunt is itchy... It's so itchy... Master's big cock, come and fuck this little slut's cunt to death..." From clumsy to skilled, Feng Yazhi's moans grew louder and louder. Watching the masked man's penis on the screen gradually enter Hu Wanshuang's cunt, she felt an extremely full feeling coming from her lower body. Her buttocks trembled, making her shout even more vigorously.
"Ahhh... I'm going to die... This little slut is going to die..."
She violently tore her light white shirt to shreds, vigorously swinging her waist and jade buttocks, lying on the floor, feeling the friction between her sensitive, smooth, round breasts and the cold, rough floor. Feng Yazhi felt endless stimulation coming from every sensitive spot in her body.
(This…this is the true form I've been longing for…)
"Sister Yazhi truly has the excellent qualities to become the perfect 'slut.' The vibrator has only just been inserted, and she's already moaning so seductively…Brother Wudao really can't satisfy Sister Yazhi's wanton body." Behind Feng Yazhi, who was lost in lust, Hu Wanshuang, with a coquettish smile, was forcefully inserting a thick vibrator into the two petals of Feng Yazhi's lower body. Her vagina, which was originally relatively narrow compared to the tip of the vibrator, slid in easily when the vibrator was inserted due to the large amount of vaginal fluid secreted. The tight, slippery vagina gripped the vibrator tightly, and the flesh walls contracted and released continuously, pushing the vibrator deeper and deeper.
With Hu Wanshuang's ambiguous smile, her hands gradually increased the force, vaginal fluid splashed, and with a "plop," the vibrator completely reached the core of Feng Yazhi's vagina, making her writhing and moaning even more lewd and astonishing. Even after reaching the deepest part, a section of the vibrator still remained outside, which showed how huge it was. The specially designed plastic protrusions on the massage stick's ring constantly rotated and scraped against Feng Yazhi's swollen and delicate clitoris, eliciting soft moans and cries from her.
"This massage stick is meticulously crafted to fit its owner's size. Sister Yazhi is sucking on it so tightly; she clearly likes it very much," Hu Wanshuang commented, seemingly quite pleased with Feng Yazhi's performance.
"My lady, the aphrodisiac dosage under the chip is several times higher than that of an ordinary woman being brainwashed. I wonder if it will have any adverse side effects on Feng Yazhi?" Sun Xiujia, who was clearly involved in Feng Yazhi's brainwashing plan, said with concern.
"Don't worry, my sister is the most powerful woman in the world. If we don't do this, we can't break through Yazhi's defenses. Although these excessive doses can turn ordinary women into lewd and insane women with broken brains, I believe that this will only transform Yazhi into the most perfect and seductive succubus in the world." Hu Wanshuang stroked her plump breasts, which were exposed at some point while her upper body was naked. Looking at the obvious wolf head mark on her left breast, she thrust the vibrator into Feng Yazhi's honey hole with even greater force, speaking with love and confidence.
Meanwhile, Feng Yazhi, the subject of the two women's discussion, was currently immersed in an endless sea of pleasure. The aphrodisiacs in her breasts and clitoris continuously released potent aphrodisiacs strong enough to turn even the most chaste woman into a wanton harlot. The triangular chip at the back of her head was constantly distorting her thought process, preventing her from thinking logically.
On the screen, the masked man was forcefully kneading and humiliating Hu Wanshuang's full breasts with both hands. The force was so great that veins bulged on his arms, making onlookers worry that Hu Wanshuang's enormous breasts, shaped and sized like soccer balls, might burst like balloons in the man's unromantic hands. However, despite the man's force, Hu Wanshuang's expression was one of endless enjoyment and desire. Tossing her signature silver hair, she looked back at the man whose face was covered by a mask, revealing only his mouth and nose. Filled with lust, Hu Wanshuang wrapped her arms around the man's neck and passionately kissed him.
"Sss... Ha... Master's tongue... and saliva... make this little slut so happy..." After the passionate kiss ended, Hu Wanshuang looked at the masked man with a dazed expression and said, but the man did not answer. Apart from the vigorous thrusting of his penis, his hands were only busy playing with Hu Wanshuang's two amazing, snow-white, full breasts. Her plump breasts were kneaded into various shapes by his large hands. As the man repeatedly pinched and squeezed Hu Wanshuang's hard nipples, suddenly—
"Ahhhhh... this little slut's milk, milk is going to spurt out..." Hu Wanshuang's eyes rolled back. It seemed that the man had touched a sensitive spot during one of his kneading sessions. Her nipples received an extreme tingling pleasure. Her youthful body, not yet twenty years old, gushed out a large amount of milky white milk from her swollen nipples, just like a mature pregnant woman. The astonishing amount of milk splashed all the places within a meter of her feet.
"Heh... You call yourself the 'White Tiger Fairy'? To me, you're nothing more than a cow in heat right now," the man, who had been silent until now, finally spoke in a deep, pleasant voice. Looking at his hands, which were covered in Hu Wanshuang's milk, the man forcefully smeared the milk onto Hu Wanshuang's two enormous breasts. A layer of creamy oil covered her snow-white skin, revealing an unusually alluring elasticity and sheen.
"Ah...ah...ah ah..."
Hu Wanshuang's red lips trembled slightly from the climax, her jade tongue protruding, completely unable to respond to the man's words. Her naturally lustrous, sweat-drenched silver short hair, combined with her childlike face and large breasts, exuded a feminine charm that was enough to drive any man with a penchant for large breasts mad.
"Hehe, Master, please let Jia Nu also serve the slutty lady." On the screen, the actress Sun Xiujia, who had disappeared after giving oral sex to the masked man, reappeared wearing a sexy pair of leather panties. A large, erect artificial phallus stood proudly in front of the panties. No one could imagine that the lewd beauty before them was actually Sun Xiujia, who had debuted as a pure and innocent actress.
The man smiled slightly and said,
"Alright."
"Yes."
With Hu Wanshuang looking reluctant to leave, the masked man swiftly withdrew his enormous phallus from Hu Wanshuang's vagina, then lingered at the entrance to her anus, the glans gently pressing against her sensitive chrysanthemum. Meanwhile, with a seductive smile, Sun Xiujia pressed her artificial phallus against Hu Wanshuang's moist labia.
"Master~~ Sister Xiujia~~ Ah...no...don't torture me anymore...this little slut's cunt and chrysanthemum crave two huge cocks to fuck her hard...ahhh..." "Hehe, so slutty, you slut, you're supposed to be the heir of the White Tiger family, the dream girl of many boys. If they knew your true face, tsk tsk..." Although she still used a respectful title, the busty beauty Sun Xiujia, exuding a seductive aura, spoke to Hu Wanshuang with malicious contempt.
Born into a working-class family with a high level of education, Sun Xiujia had always looked down on upper-class children like Hu Wanshuang. After being transformed into a sex slave by the Joyful Cult, her previously suppressed negative emotions were completely released. Seeing her former high-ranking boss become such a slutty bitch made her feel superior.
The intellectual charm adored by her fans has been completely transformed into lewdness. Like a succubus, Sun Xiujia, whose breasts have also been modified to an astonishing F-cup, nipples pressed and rubbed against Hu Wanshuang's snow-white, plump breasts.
"Ah... Sister Xiujia... this little slut's nipples... so tingly... so numb..." "Hmm haha... Jia Nu... also feels... so good..."
The two pairs of swollen, engorged, and hard nipples collided back and forth. After being physically modified by the Pleasure Cult, both Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia's nipples had a sensitivity no less than that of a man's glans. Every collision, every flow of milk, brought with it an impulse similar to a man's ejaculation. Just then, Hu Wanshuang, immersed in the pleasure of her nipples, suddenly felt a tremendous impact and pleasure coming from both her vagina and anus simultaneously:
"Ahhhhhh!"
The man's penis and Sun Xiujia's artificial penis powerfully penetrated Hu Wanshuang's anus and rear, rhythmically thrusting in and out. When the man's penis entered, Sun Xiujia's artificial penis was withdrawn, and when the man's penis withdrew again, Sun Xiujia's artificial penis was inserted again.
Under the stimulation of the two, Hu Wanshuang's modified lower body, a hundred times more sensitive than a normal person, not only astonishingly swallowed two thick, huge penises, but also brought Hu Wanshuang herself immense pleasure.
Meanwhile, watching the screen, Feng Yazhi was in the same position as Hu Wanshuang on the screen, being fucked from both sides by Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia, who were holding vibrators. Looking at the dazed Feng Yazhi, Hu Wanshuang said in a dazed voice:
"Sister Yazhi, it's a pity that Master said he would only touch your lewd and lowly body when you are willing to be fucked. But it doesn't matter... Today, Shuangshuang will make you happy in place of Master." Two powerful vibrators invaded Feng Yazhi's once sacred and inviolable mysterious flower garden and anus from the front and back. Under the strong vibration of the two huge rods, her snow-white abdomen and waist made her round and delicate breasts transform into endless waves of breasts. Completely controlled by the chip in the back of her head and her lust, Feng Yazhi imitated Hu Wanshuang's moans on the screen, panting and groaning:
"Ah... Master... Master's big cock... and Sister Xiujia's big rod... so full... so big... this little slut is about to die from being fucked." Words she would never normally even consider, now flowed from Feng Yazhi's lips with increasing allure and charm, especially her imitation of Hu Wanshuang's expression on the screen, licking her tongue and begging to be fucked—a lewd and ingratiating posture that was enough to send one's bones tingling to the extreme.
At this moment, Sun Xiujia chuckled, tearing open her black silk dress and, mimicking her own actions on the screen, pressing her large breasts against Feng Yazhi's trembling, full, snowy breasts.
"Ah..."
As Sun Xiujia's large breasts assaulted her, Feng Yazhi felt an intensely blissful sensation in her nipples. This was because the aphrodisiac within her breasts was being remotely activated by Naria in the next room.
The already beautiful, rounded breasts became even more plump and majestic. Driven by the continuous stimulation of hormones within them, a liquid known as "milk" began to be produced for the first time, drop by drop, moistening Feng Yazhi's tender, red nipples from the inside out. The swollen, red nipples, stimulated by the aphrodisiac, had every nerve inside incredibly sensitive. Each touch between the nipples and Sun Xiujia's breasts produced an impulse similar to a man's ejaculation. With Feng Yazhi's wanton and seductive body swaying, her plump breasts seemed to take the initiative, actively pressing against Sun Xiujia's large breasts, demanding more pleasure.
"Hehe... Congratulations, Miss Feng, your wanton breasts have finally shown the initial signs of a 'slut'..." Sun Xiujia, besides Nalia, was the first besides Feng Yazhi to notice the lewd change in Feng Yazhi's breasts as they pressed against her own proud breasts. Seeing Feng Yazhi pressing against her own, she smiled seductively with great pleasure.
As a proud, highly educated woman, Sun Xiujia was most envious of Feng Yazhi, a peerless beauty whose status, abilities, personality, and appearance were all perfect. She found it extremely satisfying to witness Feng Yazhi's gradual descent into depravity and the distortion of her personality.
"Oh... ahhh... this little slut's tits, cunt, chrysanthemum, so beautiful... so beautiful! Ah ha... Master, fuck this little slut to death... every part of this little slut's body is Master's exclusive property... ahhh... this little slut is about to ascend to heaven..." As the video progressed, Feng Yazhi felt herself floating in immense pleasure, about to reach the long-awaited climax, and then— "Ahhhh... ahhh...?"
Just as she was about to reach the ultimate climax, the pleasure inexplicably subsided, leaving only the unsatisfied Feng Yazhi, watching Hu Wanshuang in the video, tears streaming down her face and milk splattering from her climax, she murmured:
"Ah... climax... where's the climax?"
"Hehe, Sister Yazhi, without Master's permission, you can't receive the climax that Master bestows upon you." Hu Wanshuang, still vigorously fucking her with the vibrator, happily said the cruel truth.
In the next room, Nalia chuckled as she watched Feng Yazhi's pleasure number on the computer screen—3 (8). Feng Yazhi's sexual sensations had actually reached the level of "8," enough for an extreme orgasm, but under the brainwashing of the Joyful Cult's chip, the orgasm was cut off in her mind, leaving her stuck on the empty number "3."
"So...so uncomfortable...ah...do...ah...what do I have to do...ahh ...
"Hehe... Sister Yazhi, just tell me... your real name." "I... I'm called Feng Yazhi..."
"No... there's something more real... more sublime... a 'real name' bestowed upon you by your master." "Then... what is that..."
Distressed, Feng Yazhi frantically tossed her long, flowing black hair. Tormented by her inability to reach orgasm, the voice she had heard in her recent dreams echoed in her mind:
(You are...)
Ah...
(You are...)
Ah... I remember...
(You are...)
Feng Yazhi suddenly raised her head. Under the expectant gazes of Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia, she placed her hands on her full, white breasts, pinching her sensitive, erect nipples. Her beautiful face was filled with emotion as she spoke in an extremely joyful and submissive tone:
"I... my real name is 'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, my master's exclusive sex slave, the happiest little bitch in the world." The moment Feng Yazhi uttered the words "Sex Demon," a hazy blue wolf head symbol flashed across her snow-white left breast. At the same time, a "beep beep" sound came from the computer screen in the next room, and a message popped up:
"'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Brainwashing level: 15%, initial brainwashing complete. Physical modification: 20%, Sex implantation: 11%..." Naria smiled slightly as she looked at the message, her fingers tapping the keyboard, gently pushing Feng Yazhi's pleasure level back to "8".
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Waaaaah... So touching, Sister Ya-zhi, congratulations! You've finally gained your master's approval and understand the true nature of a woman... Waaaaah!" The long-awaited climax, accompanied by a gush of milk and love juice, finally descended upon Feng Ya-zhi's body. Lying on the ground, with two thick vibrators still inserted in her lower body, Feng Ya-zhi, whose whole body was convulsing from the intense pleasure yet radiating happiness, and Hu Wan-shuang, who cried tears of joy upon hearing Feng Ya-zhi's declaration, were lying on the ground, embracing each other and passionately kissing. Their two pairs of full breasts, squeezed together, leaked strands of milk, as if hinting at the irreversible fall of the two sisters.
Meanwhile, Sun Xiujia, wearing black stockings and high heels, her upper body bare, crossed her arms, further emphasizing her already enormous breasts, and said coquettishly to Feng Yazhi, who was still in the afterglow of her orgasm: "Miss Feng, today's 'Women's Autonomy' program is now over. I believe
you have already experienced the true meaning of 'women's liberation'." **********
... "Yes, sir. Although Feng Yazhi finally admitted to being a 'slut' today, it was only because she was controlled by the chip. Once she wakes up, today's memories will be hidden deep in her mind according to the instructions I set in the chip. Because even if she remembers, with her strong willpower, there's a 90% chance she can completely erase and recover them. It's better to let the memories remain hidden until the crucial enslavement stage, when we can give her a powerful blow to her strong mind." Nalia bowed and briefly reported the data and information she had obtained to Li Feng. "Hmm... it seems we'll have to go through a lot of trouble." Li Feng commented calmly. "Destruction is easy, transformation is difficult. It's very simple to make her personality collapse and completely succumb to lust. But since we want to maintain her personality, even if we only temporarily put her in a state of desire, once she wakes up, her strong spirit will restore her to its original state. However... with the help of Subject One, I have finally found the barely perceptible 'mental flaw' in Feng Yazhi's almost perfect mind." After speaking, Nalia typed on the keyboard, enlarging the photographic file onto the computer screen. The photo shows a book that looks to be over ten years old, yet it is remarkably well-preserved. There is no title on the cover, only the delicate handwriting "Feng Yazhi" in the lower left corner. The image scrolls again, revealing the book opened to a dense collection of writing. "My lord, this is Subject One, obtained from Feng Yazhi's room. It's Feng Yazhi's diary from when she was seven. Feng Yazhi seems to have a habit of keeping detailed diaries. After reading it carefully, I found some very interesting things. Take a look, my lord." Nalia flipped out the prepared text records and continued to display them on the screen: "So sad... If only I weren't the next heir of the Vermilion Bird family..." "I really wish... I could be an ordinary woman, living a different life..." "Dad won't let me play with dolls. He scolded me for indulging in such boring things..." Nalia pointed to the many sentences on the screen and chuckled: "I've long heard that the previous head of the Vermilion Bird family raised his children too strictly. I didn't expect even his proud daughter to have so many complaints. Based on my thought analysis of Feng Yazhi's mind using the triangular chip, I can roughly conclude that even now, Feng Yazhi still harbors the desire to 'live a different life.'" "Hmm, not bad, but how do you plan to use this?"

Li Feng said with a hint of amusement,
"Hehe, then I'll need your permission, sir, to cultivate a 'second personality' for Feng Yazhi—a lewd Feng Yazhi who despises her Suzaku family identity and enjoys experiencing new things. Rest assured, sir, since this is a desire she already harbored, this second personality will not only not affect her true personality, but will actually play a crucial catalytic role in her true personality's transformation into a 'slut.'" Nalia said excitedly, as if Feng Yazhi in the cultivation tank had become her beloved toy doll.
"Alright, as you wish. I'm also looking forward to seeing the new Feng Yazhi, whom you've personally trained." "Yes, thank you, sir. Now, please take a look, sir. This is the final brainwashing procedure prepared for Feng Yazhi today..." Under Nalia's operation, the brainwashing hood, with many tubes inserted, slowly descended from top to bottom, completely covering Feng Yazhi's sleeping face. Several needles were inserted into Feng Yazhi's breasts and genitals
. Another brainwashing session was about to begin... **************** ...
"Ya Zi, did I hurt you?"
"No...it's nothing."
In the brief discomfort, Feng Ya Zi quickly recalled that this was the night before Long Wu Dao left to guard the frontier after handing over his duties to her, the night they had passionately made love at their home in Qinglong City.
However, Feng Ya Zi noticed something amiss; her breasts, when had they become so full and sensitive, causing her to moan repeatedly during Long Wu Dao's teasing. And facing Long Wu Dao's gentle thrusts, she, who should have been very happy, felt a wave of emptiness and disappointment coming from her lower body.
(Ah...harder...ah...Wu Dao...use more intense positions to play with Feng'er.) A heartfelt desire surfaced in her mind, but a woman's reserve and love for Long Wu Dao made the very tolerant Feng Ya Zi silently endure, yet she couldn't help but complain, why did Long Wu Dao always use the same missionary position, even though he was a very famous womanizer before they fell in love?
In truth, Feng Yazhi had misunderstood Long Wudao. Feng Yazhi's unparalleled beauty was simply breathtaking, her aura so sacred and inviolable. Furthermore, Long Wudao deeply loved her. Naturally, he treated her with utmost care and tenderness, even during sex, to avoid leaving a bad impression before marriage.
"Ah...ah ah...ah..."
"Yazhi, I'm going to cum."
"Wudao, cum, ah ah ah..."
Feeling little pleasure, even her moans sounding somewhat forced, Feng Yazhi felt a profound emptiness as the ordinary penis released only a small amount of semen. She had to expend considerable effort to conceal her emotions. Looking at her handsome lover gazing at her with love, Feng Yazhi vaguely remembered that this night, Long Wudao had held her like this, whispering sweet nothings to her all night long. That's how it should have been… However, Long Wudao suddenly hesitated, then said with an embarrassed smile,
“Yazhi, I'm leaving for the border tomorrow, and we'll be separated for a year. So, tonight, can we play a little more intensely?” “Ah?”
Feng Yazhi, her beautiful eyes wide, vaguely sensed that things shouldn't be like this. However, under the control of the brainwashing device, she was completely unable to think. Under the secret control of the chip, based on her love and tolerance for her lover, coupled with the emptiness in her lower body, Feng Yazhi shyly said,
“Yes, tonight, as you wish, Wudao.”
Long Wudao then produced a strip of cloth and a rope from somewhere. Under Feng Yazhi's obedient gaze, the cloth covered her eyes, and the rope bound her hands. Blinded, Feng Yazhi felt an heightened sensitivity to touch on her skin, experiencing a subtle stimulation from her lover's large hands.
However, what Feng Yazhi couldn't see was that her lover, Long Wudao, had transformed into the powerful and imposing Li Feng while her eyes were covered—except for his voice, which was Long Wudao's distinctive tone as he spoke:
"Yazhi, let's continue..."
"Ah...ahhhhhh..."
Before Feng Yazhi could react, Li Feng's penis, even larger and more imposing than Long Wudao's, plunged deeply into her tender, red vulva. A long-awaited sense of fullness instantly filled her empty heart.
"Oh...my god...how amazing..."
Unable to see, Feng Yazhi felt the sensations in her vagina even more clearly. She could even feel the bulging veins on his penis being enveloped and sucked by the warm flesh of her vagina. They were still in the missionary position, but this time, Feng Yazhi felt an immense pleasure she hadn't experienced before. His penis moved rapidly in and out of her beautiful body, drawing out strands of vaginal fluid. With her hands bound, Feng Yazhi could only tightly wrap her long, beautiful legs around Li Feng's waist, crying out,
"Just...just like that...Wu Dao, your penis...is so deep...so full...Feng'er feels so good...ah..." Next, Li Feng seemed to transform into a tireless sex machine, each rapid thrust reaching deep into Feng Yazhi's core, then forcefully withdrawing. Feng Yazhi felt her body and soul being slowly pushed to the heavens of desire by her lover's thrusts.
"Hoo..."
But, just as Feng Yazhi's body grew hot and her desire reached a certain height, Li Feng suddenly stopped thrusting.
"Ah...why...why not continue..."
Feng Yazhi, her eyes bound with cloth and her face flushed, pleaded coquettishly with her lover.
"Yazhi, I...I've thought of something even more exciting..."
Li Feng vigorously played with Feng Yazhi's sensitive breasts, which had been swollen and modified to an F-cup, watching the nipples that were leaking strands of milk, a playful smile on his face, speaking in the tone and manner of Long Wudao.
"You...thought of...what..."
Still in the throes of pleasure, Feng Yazhi felt a little strange. Why did her lover come up with so many new ideas today? However, with her body firmly controlled and brainwashed, Feng Yazhi still lacked the ability to question or think. Under the control of Nalia at the computer, she nodded gently in understanding as Long Wudao was about to leave.
"Yazhi...let's play role-playing."
"Role-playing...?"
Feng Yazhi frowned slightly in surprise as she heard her lover's soft breathing. Although she didn't have much experience with sex, as the leader of the Vermilion Bird Clan, she had come into contact with all sorts of people from all walks of life. Through this exposure, Feng Yazhi understood what Long Wudao meant by role-playing. However, the thought of playing a different character still filled the proud Feng Yazhi with considerable resistance.
"Don't worry, Yazhi, just be yourself. I'm the one who'll be switching roles." "Huh?"
"From now on, I'll play Li Feng of the Canglang Clan, the sworn enemy of the four great families. And you, Yazhi, will be the one who outwardly loves Long Wudao, but in reality, is infatuated with Li Feng's huge penis, a lewd sex slave who betrays the four great families." As he said this, Li Feng even changed his tone, using a deep, magnetic voice to nibble on Feng Yazhi's sexy earlobe.
"Wu Dao, do you know what you're saying?!"
Feng Yazhi was both shocked and furious. Although she was very tolerant of her lover, such words and content had far exceeded her psychological principles. She tried to loosen the ropes binding her hands, but the seemingly weak ropes bound her hands tightly and firmly. Even Feng Yazhi, who had received professional training and possessed strength several times that of an ordinary person, could not break free.
(How could this be? Ah...)
Feng Yazhi was naturally unaware that her consciousness was currently trapped in the false memories induced by the brainwashing hood, making it impossible for her to break free from Li Feng's ropes. At this moment, Li Feng's penis was slowly throbbing inside her body, causing Feng Yazhi, still in the throes of pleasure, to feel her body slowly heat up again.
"Yazhi, the pressure you face in the Vermilion Bird Clan is too immense. Why don't you relax now and fantasize about becoming a wanton woman?" "How... how could I..."
Faced with her lover's gentle yet twisted words, Feng Yazhi couldn't help but shake her head. However, a vulnerable part of her heart was touched. She had indeed been overwhelmed by the immense glory and pressure brought by the Vermilion Bird Clan, and she had indeed thought how wonderful it would be if she weren't "Feng Yazhi"... "Feng slave, does my cock make you happy?"
Li Feng vigorously kneaded Feng Yazhi's round breasts, his huge penis thrusting faster and faster, speaking in a domineering yet gentle tone.
"No...don't use Li Feng's voice...to speak...ah...Feng'er's head is getting so strange..." Still resisting, Feng Yazhi helplessly discovered that not only was her body aroused, but her mind was also gradually filled with desire. Hearing her lover's voice become Li Feng's, Feng Yazhi involuntarily began to fantasize about abandoning her Suzaku family identity and begging Li Feng to fuck her and play with her body.
In reality, Nalia smiled slightly. Her hands rapidly typed on the keyboard. Following her commands, the brainwashing hood continuously injected several biological hormones into Feng Yazhi's head and continuously influenced her thoughts with electromagnetic waves. At this moment, her breasts, firmly held by the giant straw, had their delicate nipples being infused with Nalia's specially prepared modification solution through needles protruding from the straw. Coupled with the rapid thrusting of a specially made artificial penis into Feng Yazhi's vagina, Feng Yazhi had no room to refuse.
Finally, Nalia looked at the newly popped-up program window:
"'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Master: Li Feng, Initial Loyalty and Desire Implantation Confirmed?" Without hesitation, Nalia pressed the confirm button. The largest tube on the brainwashing hood slowly descended, and a modification agent called "Love Slave Hormone," which could influence thinking and induce love and obedience, was slowly injected into Feng Yazhi's head through the needle hole.
Feng Yazhi, whose consciousness was in a false memory, shuddered. The sexual fantasies of Li Feng that she had initially resisted became clearer and clearer, and the excitement they brought her grew stronger and stronger. Her resistance weakened, and unable to bear the gradually expanding pleasure, she groaned again:
"Ahhh... Wudao... your penis... haha... so big... so full..." However, as Feng Yazhi cried out "Wudao," Li Feng coldly withdrew his penis. Looking at the burning heat emanating from Feng Yazhi, he said coldly,
"Call me Li Feng."
As he uttered "Li Feng," Li Feng thrust forcefully into Feng Yazhi's vagina again, then withdrew, lingering on her two wanton petals.
"Every time you call me Li Feng, I'll thrust into you."
"Wh...why is this happening..."
Even with the cloth covering her, Feng Yazhi's expression was a mixture of confusion and desire. Her body, controlled by lust, and the brainwashing she herself was unaware of, had robbed her of her usual composure. A voice kept echoing in her mind:
It's just a game, come on, call me Li Feng, and get more pleasure.
Time seemed to drag on endlessly. Feeling her sensitive breasts being constantly fondled and kneaded, Feng Yazhi, increasingly tormented by desire, finally let out a whisper, barely audible:
"Ah... Li Feng..."
Hearing this, Li Feng smiled slightly, his enormous penis slamming hard into Feng Yazhi's clitoris before withdrawing. Simultaneously, in reality, Nalia alluringly adjusted Feng Yazhi's pleasure level from 5 to 7, then back to 5.
Looking at Feng Yazhi's satisfied expression, Li Feng said in a deep voice:
"Come on, keep screaming."
"Li Feng..."
The sound grew slightly louder again, as if rewarding Feng Yazhi. Li Feng increased his strength, thrusting even harder into Feng Yazhi's vagina. Of course, in reality, Nalia simultaneously adjusted Feng Yazhi's pleasure level from 5 to 7, then back to 5.
This single thrust only intensified Feng Yazhi's torment. The cycle of emptiness, fullness, and emptiness in her body only fueled her burning desire. Swaying her slender waist, Feng Yazhi began to slowly and repeatedly call out Li Feng's name:
"Li Feng... ah... Li Feng... Li Feng... ah ah... Li Feng... ah... Li Feng..." Just as Feng Yazhi had hoped, each call of Li Feng's name brought a surge of craving for his large penis and the feeling of fullness that filled her body and soul. Even her buttocks swayed vigorously in sync with the speed of Li Feng's thrusts, her layers of flesh in her vagina enveloping his penis, as if responding to her insatiable lust.
In her mind, Li Feng's cold and domineering image grew increasingly vivid. Hearing herself calling out Li Feng's name and the subsequent thrusts of his enormous penis, Feng Yazhi gradually began to see the man before her as Li Feng.
"From now on, I will play Li Feng of the Canglang family, the sworn enemy of the four great families. And you, Ya Zi, will be a lewd sex slave who, on the surface, deeply loves Long Wudao, but in reality, is infatuated with Li Feng's big cock and betrays the four great families." Her lover's words were still ringing in her ears, but at this moment, Feng Ya Zi truly began to completely immerse herself in the role-playing Long Wudao had described.
She... was a lewd woman who could betray Long Wudao for a penis. A forbidden image that had never arisen before, combined with a deep-seated, tingling pleasure, began to dominate Feng Ya Zi's sexual fantasies.
"Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng... Ahhhhhh." With her face flushed and her large breasts swaying, Feng Yazhi, who was always intelligent and witty and knew the inside story of the four great families, even began to imagine, amidst her own lewd cries, how she, now Li Feng's sex slave, would use her influence to help Li Feng defeat the other three great families, and then, in front of the desperate Long Wudao, she would reveal her naked, snow-white, flawless jade body, swinging her lewd, round, plump breasts, being fiercely fucked by Li Feng's big cock.
Knowing full well that this was wrong, the forbidden pleasure was completely uncontrollable, urging Feng Yazhi to imagine more lewd scenes, and the lewd moans from her mouth became more and more charming and seductive:
"Li Feng...you're so happy fucking Feng Nu's cunt...ah ah...Li Feng Li Feng...so good...Li Feng...so good...ah ah...Li Feng...Feng Nu is an extremely lewd woman...Li Feng...Feng Nu...actually betrayed the four great families for Li Feng...Li Feng's big cock...ah...Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng...ah ah ah!" Under the brainwashing hood and the triangular chip, many lewd words were uttered by Feng Yazhi without thinking from her fragrant red lips. Her sexy body, glistening with sweat, her round, firm breasts rippling like waves, swelled with each thrust of Li Feng. Her buttocks, bearing the impact, became even more plump and swollen, causing Li Feng, who was thrusting into her from behind, to slap her buttocks hard, saying in a deep voice,
"Tell me, whose woman are you!"
"Li Feng! I... am Lord Li Feng's sex slave... ahh, Li Feng, Li Feng, Li Feng... harder... Li Feng, Li Feng, Li Feng... ahhhhhh..." "Then, open your eyes and look at me, shout it out loud." "Li Feng... ah...? Li Feng... ahh ...
"Hehe, add another 5mm of love hormones."
Watching Feng Yazhi on the verge of climax on the screen, Nalia immediately took countermeasures. At the same time, Feng Yazhi's pleasure level was raised from 7 to 8.
Taboo, debauchery, lust, shame, slavery... all sorts of words flowed through Feng Yazhi's mind. She couldn't think of why the man in front of her was Li Feng. Feng Yazhi only knew that she, who had always been chaste, had actually had passionate sex with a man other than Long Wudao, and one who was the mortal enemy of the four great families. The immense shame and contrast brought about a series of orgasms that pushed Feng Yazhi to the brink of ecstasy. And the biggest tsunami was yet to come—"Hehe, this is an orgasm that many women never experience in their entire lives, Miss Yazhi." Saying words that were completely impossible for the other party to hear, Nalia raised the number to "9" again—an orgasm level that only existed in theory, second only to "10".
"Li Feng ...
Ohh
...
However, Li Feng's cold voice came from behind:
"What a selfish little slut. I haven't even ejaculated yet, how can you not? Come on, it's your turn now." Li Feng manipulated Feng Yazhi's delicate body after her orgasm, making himself lie on the soft bed, while Feng Yazhi sat on him in the lotus position.
After experiencing the orgasm, Feng Yazhi, who had regained some of her senses, sat on Li Feng. In the brief silence and under Li Feng's gaze, she pondered slightly, feeling the pulse of the penis in her honey hole. A seductive smile appeared on her lips, revealing a lewd expression that she would never show in her normal state:
"Yes... Lord Li Feng... is right... Now... let Feng Nu... ah ah... serve Lord's big cock..." Her beautiful and plump buttocks began to slowly rise and fall. The exquisite "Vermilion Bird Valkyrie" Feng Yazhi had transformed into an extremely lewd and alluring female beast, sitting on Li Feng and revealing a strange and wicked beauty.
(This is just... role-playing, it's... Wu Dao dressed up as Li Feng...) "Ah... Master Li Feng, Feng Nu's cunt is being fucked so beautifully... so good..." (After waking up tomorrow, he will turn back into Long Wu Dao...)
"Master, Feng Nu's lewd breasts also need Master's caresses... ahhh." (So, let me... enjoy it a little longer.)
"Master's teeth are biting Feng Nu's nipples... Ah... Ahhhhhh..." Finding a rationalization for her lewdness, Feng Yazhi sat on Li Feng's waist, her shameless buttocks undulating as she held Li Feng's head with both hands, allowing his teeth and tongue to get closer and more comfortable as they played with her sensitive, snow-white, plump breasts. She cried out continuously, like a prostitute, swaying her lewd, supple waist, tightly gripping Li Feng's thick penis. Looking at her own lewd posture, she suddenly remembered the vow she had made—that in this life, her pure and beautiful body belonged only to her fiancé, Long Wudao. Thinking of this, and looking at her lover who looked exactly like Li Feng, the forbidden pleasure caused Feng Yazhi to let out high-pitched, lewd cries.
However, this night of lust was not yet completely over. Unaware that she was being brainwashed and transformed, Feng Yazhi gazed in a daze at the man before her, who was neither Long Wudao nor Li Feng, licking her sensual lips. She craved more and more orgasms and pleasure.
Suddenly, a familiar sentence echoed in her mind:
(This...is...my true form...)
This sentence, like a spell, kept swirling in Feng Yazhi's mind, gradually becoming deeply ingrained in her subconscious. At this moment, amidst her ecstatic moans and intercourse, she took another important step in her transformation into a 'sex demon'. **********
... "No, sir, the situation isn't as rosy as you imagine. Feng Yazhi's current lewdness stems from her love for 'Long Wudao.' Her brainwashing is only about 17% complete." Hearing Li Feng's praise, Nalia, who was extremely insistent on training sex slaves, shook her head. "If you were to bring Feng Yazhi back to her senses now, without any brainwashing methods, and force her to repeat what just happened in front of you, she would undoubtedly choose to resist to the death." "Hmm." "But please rest assured, sir, the brainwashing has already passed the crucial 10% stage. The next stage of brainwashing will make Feng Yazhi sink even faster." Nalia pressed the control keys on the keyboard, and a movie instantly filled the screen. Li Feng recognized it as a biographical film he had made to please him—"The Glory of the Demon Wolf"—portraying him as a compassionate and indomitable hero. The excessively embellished words and fabricated content made even the person being praised feel nauseous. "Hehe, this video is perfect for slowly reshaping Feng Yazhi's impression of you. While Feng Yazhi is immersed in sex, this video will be played in her mind hundreds of times at 32x speed. Combined with the 'love slave hormone' I injected, slowly, Feng Yazhi's image of you will undergo a complete transformation..." Nalia explained the video's function to Li Feng, then respectfully said, "Then, sir, it's time for the 'bait' planted in the Vermilion Bird family to be deployed." "Hmm, after a thousand days of training, it's time for her to 'take effect'." Li Feng nodded, granting Nalia's request. He looked up at Feng Yazhi's naked body in the culture tank, his ambitious black eyes filled with undisguised, fanatical possessiveness. (It's almost here... One day, Feng Yazhi, I will make you devoted to me and become my woman.) The Fallen Valkyrie Chapter One: The True Form (The End)

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