Transmigrated to a world where female slaves can be raped at will

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Prologue
Inu Star, Third Era, 8969
A light drizzle fell on the boundless grasslands and forests strewn with strange trees. The rainy season, along with dark clouds, quietly shrouded the sky of M69.
At the edge of the plains, on the hillside of a gentle hill, villas of varying architectural styles were scattered like stars, quietly receiving the gentle wash of the rain
. Han Feng, still half-asleep, sat up in bed, lazily surveying the vast rainy scene outside the window. He stretched, the fatigue from a week of business still clinging to him. He glanced at the edge of the bed; the dozen or so female slaves of his household were kneeling respectfully beside it. Kneeling at the front were his two most favored female slaves, Fanglan and Qiqing.
Han Feng hadn't touched his female slave for a week, and his pent-up desire was burning intensely; his morning erection stretched the blankets into a small yurt.
"Master, you're finally back! I've missed you so much for seven days!" Qi Qing said seductively, as she tiptoed onto the bed. She was completely naked; the gold bells on her nipples jingled as she moved, and a soft, wet sound came from between her smooth legs. She threw back the blankets covering Han Feng and, as if finding a treasure, grasped the penis she had longed for day and night, preparing to use her lips and tongue to release her master's lust.
Han Feng slapped her hard, sending her tumbling off the bed. "You little slut! Did I tell you to come to bed and serve me?!"
Qi Qing touched her reddened face and cried aggrievedly, "But Master hasn't fucked Qi Qing for seven days, and Qi Qing's little pussy is already like this..." Qi Qing lifted her legs, revealing her jade gate between her legs. Under the smooth and hairless jade mound, her two flower lips looked like they had been filled with water, obviously several times more swollen than usual, like two pink and beautiful fleshy flowers, trembling slightly. In the middle of the fleshy lips, a delicate red and deep flower slit was gushing out white fluid, making her buttocks and the base of her thighs wet.
"When Master came home last night, as soon as Qiqing smelled Master's scent, her little hole swelled up. And when she walked, the two fleshy parts of her little hole rubbed against each other, it was itchy and hot, and the fluid kept flowing out, soaking her thighs. It was so uncomfortable... If Master doesn't do it to Qiqing, Qiqing will get dehydrated..." Qiqing said, while contracting her lower body. Her two swollen labia were like an unsatisfied little mouth, rhythmically twitching in the white fluid, as if enticing Master's violation.
"You little slut, you dare talk back! You have no manners whatsoever as a slave! You've completely forgotten the rules for female slaves, Fanglan! Tell me, what do the rules for female slaves say
?" Fanglan, who had been kneeling quietly to one side, raised her head, looked at her master, and said calmly and solemnly, "Replying to Master, as a female slave, one should always keep one's genitals full of lustful fluids, and when Master is pleased, serve Master in any way that Master is pleased; when Master is tired, one should quietly attend to Master's side and relieve Master's fatigue."
Han Feng nodded in satisfaction at Fanglan, then angrily said, "Did you hear that? What kind of slave is like you, shaking your cunt and begging Master to fuck you as soon as Master returns
?" "Qiqing's lustful fluids are very plentiful..." Qiqing muttered under her breath, pouting
. "Your lustful fluids are plentiful, but aren't your sister Fanglan's lustful fluids plentiful too? Fanglan, bend over!"
"Yes, Master." Fanglan obediently knelt and turned around, lifting her short skirt that only covered half of her buttocks to reveal her exquisitely smooth, jade-like buttocks. She generously arched her back towards her master, simultaneously reaching her hands behind her buttocks to spread them apart, revealing the soft, fleshy vulva between her buttocks. The vulva was a vibrant red, with clear, lustful fluid trickling out, staining her inner thighs, though noticeably less than Qiqing's.
"I'm sorry, Master, this lowly slave's vaginal fluid isn't enough," Qiqing said
, looking at Han Feng with a hint of smugness.
"Remove the anal plug," Han Feng ordered Fanglan. Only then did Qiqing notice that a black iron anal plug was inserted between Fanglan's two large buttocks, only a dark ring visible.
"Yes, Master," Fanglan said, using her fingers to pull out the anal plug, hooking at the ring. Qi Qing initially thought it was just a small anal plug the size of a thumb. But when the head of the plug was pulled out, Qi Qing discovered that it wasn't an anal plug at all! It was an iron rod as thick and long as her own arm! Fang Lan's extremely delicate anus was exaggeratedly stretched open by the iron rod, the anal flesh becoming a thin ring of skin, almost torn. Because it was inserted too long into the anus, Fang Lan had to pull it out piece by piece several times before it was completely pulled out. The anal plug fell to the ground with a heavy thud. As the anal plug was pulled out, a large stream of clear vaginal fluid gushed out from the fist-sized anal hole, like a cup of honey being poured, flowing down her vulva and accumulating in a puddle on the carpet.
"How about it, you little slut, have you admitted defeat yet?"
Qi Qing pouted. "Big sister's asshole is already powerful. Fang Lan's asshole beats me by one point, and my vagina beats Fang Lan by one point. We should be even, Master."
"Still dare to be stubborn? I think you're not itching for a vagina, you're itching for a skin! Put her on the whip rack!"
Upon hearing this, the other slaves quickly grabbed Qi Qing's hands and feet and tied her to the whip rack.
Fanglan, seeing Qiqing, knelt down before Han Feng and said, "Master, please punish Fanglan too."
Han Feng smiled. "Oh, what punishment do you have? Tell me."
"Just now, when Master examined Fanglan's genitals, Fanglan's vaginal fluid wasn't as plentiful as Qiqing's. As the head slave, Fanglan lost to her own sister in this aspect, disgracing Master. According to the slave rules, she should be punished."
"Haha, good, good, one deserves a beating, and the other is willing to be beaten, so I'll whip them both. Come on, you little minions, put your head slave up there too."
The slave girls dared not disobey, so they gently tied Fanglan to the whip rack as well.
One slave girl quietly lay behind Han Feng, and Han Feng sat casually on her smooth back, using her as a stool. Another slave girl named Yuhuan, with large breasts, squatted behind Han Feng, letting him lean against her breasts as a chair back. Han Feng grabbed Xiao Yu's hair and pressed her head against his genitals. Xiao Yu understood and quickly wrapped her lips and tongue around her master's huge penis, gently sucking on it. Xiao Yu knew that her master didn't really want to use her mouth to relieve his lust, but just to cool off before the main event began, so she didn't dare to suck on it too much, only letting her tongue linger on the shaft like a dragonfly skimming the water.
"Bring me my red whip, tie the big slut's ass to the right place, tie the little bitch's clitoris to the right place," Han Feng said, crossing his legs and instructing the other female slaves.
Fang Lan usually treated the other female slaves like sisters, so the other female slaves couldn't bear to tie her up too tightly. They just bent her waist down and tied her to the crossbeam of the whip-slave rack, spreading her thighs so that her ass and anus faced Han Feng. As for Qi Qing, who was usually spoiled and arrogant, the women were far less lenient. They used the roughest hemp rope to bind her body, layer upon layer. The slightest movement would cause her delicate skin to chafe. Her left leg was splayed, while her right leg was hoisted straight up, forming a "1" shape pointing directly to the sky. Her genitals were exposed to the maximum extent, with no rope around them, so that her master's iron whip could lash her swollen, aroused vulva without any obstruction.
"Come on... Master, punish this lowly slave, Qi Qing!" Even though she was tightly bound, Qi Qing still twisted her body seductively. Although she hadn't been with Han Feng for long, she had already figured out her master's temperament. Her master was most vulnerable to abuse and whipping of his genitals; a little pain was merely the prelude to ecstasy.
Whoosh... The sharp sound of the whip pierced the frozen air in the bedroom.
"Crack!!" The red whip, like a blade, accurately lashed across Qiqing's flesh and Fanglan's buttocks.
"Ah!!!!!" The sharp pain swept over the most sensitive parts of her body, causing Qiqing to struggle and cry out. However, the pain of the whipping seemed to relieve the desire between her thighs, and a slight pleasure seeped into her perineum, making her unable to help but release a small amount of pleasure.
"1" Fanglan took a deep breath. It was a female slave's duty to count the lashes during her punishment.
"Ah!!!" "2..." The whip tip, like a viper's fang, ripped through the delicate skin of the two slaves, leaving sharp, bloody marks on Fanglan's smooth buttocks and Qiqing's flower-like lips.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Han Feng's whipping suddenly accelerated. Where the red whip passed, skin tore and blood seeped from the marks, the crimson welts crisscrossing like a dense spiderweb.
"Ahhh! Master! Master... Qiqing is being beaten to death! This lowly slave is going to be beaten to death by Master..." Qiqing cried out frantically, the bells on her nipples jingling incessantly.
“66, 67…6…6…Ah…” Under this intense whipping, Fanglan could no longer keep count. To prevent herself from crying out in distress, she could only bite her lip tightly to endure it. Crimson beads of blood seeped from the cuts on her lips, mingling with her profuse sweat.
Han Feng whipped her harder and harder. Nothing excited him more than seeing his female slave enduring pain. The red whip lashed out, its tip stained with blood and semen, leaving streaks of blood on the wall like lightning. The whip, originally silver, was now stained crimson with the slave's blood.
Xiaoyu felt that her master's already large penis had swelled even more, almost exceeding the limit of her mouth. She deftly turned over, aligning her mouth and throat, allowing the thickened and lengthened penis to penetrate her throat directly. The soft muscles of her throat contracted flexibly, gently massaging the engorged glans.
Finally, Han Feng's arm felt a little sore. The female slave beside him wiped his sweat with a towel. He picked up his whip, walked behind the two slaves, and admired their delicate flesh after being whipped.
Fanglan slumped on the whip chair, her long, smooth, black hair soaked with sweat, clinging messily to her smooth back and drooping breasts. She gasped for breath, "Master, I'm sorry, this lowly slave... this lowly slave didn't count the number of whips... please, Master, whip me again... Master's hands are tired... please, Master, use the automatic whip machine..."
"Hehe, you're so obedient, if I really beat you badly, I'd be a little reluctant." Han Feng rubbed Fanglan's pink buttocks, which were covered with whip marks. Fanglan felt as if a bag of salt had been sprinkled on the marks, and she couldn't help but tremble in pain. Han Feng parted the deep cleft of her buttocks, and the hidden anus inside was not too badly injured. The black hole that had just been stretched to the size of a fist by the iron rod had now returned to a circle of tender flesh like red agate, without a single fine line. It was hard to imagine how such a small and delicate anus had just accommodated that thick iron rod.
"Your asshole is truly exceptional, not only does it produce fluid, but it's also so beautiful."
"It's all thanks to Master's excellent training," Fanglan gasped.
Han Feng inserted one finger into her anus; it was tight and slippery. With three fingers, her little chrysanthemum twitched nervously before slowly relaxing and fitting in. With all five fingers in, it was a bit of a struggle, but Han Feng used a bit of force. With the lustful fluid flowing from her anus, with a "plop," her arm and the finger sank into the tight anus. Han Feng felt his entire forearm enveloped by a warm, soft, tender flesh, feeling incredibly comfortable. So he rotated his arm and began to pound into Fanglan's rectum with abandon
. "Ah... Master... please use Fanglan's lowly flesh hole to your heart's content," Fanglan writhed in ecstasy.
Qi Qing turned her head and saw that her master was playing with Fang Lan while ignoring her. She was resentful. "Master, play with Qi Qing's cunt too!"
"Shut up!" Han Feng grabbed the whip tip with his other hand and shoved the entire handle into her vagina. The rough handle scraped against the flesh that had just been whipped, causing Qi Qing to cry out in pain.
"Use your cunt to hold the handle tight. If it spills out, I'll rip your cunt out!" Han Feng threatened fiercely.
Helpless, Qi Qing could only cry as she clenched her cunt, holding the whip.
"Master... Fang Lan is going to come..." Under Han Feng's manipulation, the lust in her rectum burned ever brighter, and the intestinal walls secreted copious amounts of vaginal fluid. The musky-smelling fluid flowed down Han Feng's arm, instantly filling the entire bedroom. Han Feng withdrew his arm, sniffed, and laughed, saying, "I've seen plenty of female slaves whose anuses can produce water, but I've never seen water as fragrant as yours."
"It's all from the master's noble semen..." Fang Lan smiled.
"Haha, good, good, then it seems I still need to moisturize myself more." Han Feng pulled his penis out of Xiao Yu's mouth, covered in the semen from her anus, and thrust it forward, firmly penetrating Fang Lan's anus.
"Ah..." Her anus finally welcomed the long-awaited large penis, as if all the emptiness and desire in her body had been filled at once. Fang Lan moaned softly with extreme satisfaction.
Han Feng's penis felt like it was sinking into a deep honey pot. The veined shaft and the mucous membrane inside his intestines were perfectly aligned, without the slightest gap. With each withdrawal, the penis brought out a ring of red anal flesh. The tender flesh around the anus, like a small mouth, had been stretched into a thin band, tightly encircling the penis. During each thrust, it sucked on the penis just right, like a nimble little mouth, giving Han Feng unparalleled pleasure. Driven by pleasure, the two plump buttocks rubbed back and forth against Han Feng's lower abdomen, as if begging for their master's rough invasion. Han Feng felt a burning, throbbing pain in his lower body, and immediately, holding her slender waist, he began to thrust in and out with wide, sweeping movements. His burning male root went straight in and out between the two plump, snowy buttocks, the glans pushing through layer after layer of warm, moist flesh, ramming and crashing inside the rectum.
Qi Qing watched with envy. The itching and emptiness in her lower body became more and more intense, as if thousands of fire ants were crawling on her genitals. It was more painful than the whipping, making Qi Qing wish someone would take an iron rod and smash her genitals to pieces. It turned out that the red whip was also coated with a potent aphrodisiac. The drug seeped into the whip marks, stimulating a strong sexual desire and tormenting every nerve in Qi Qing's body.
"Put it in Qiqing a few times too..." he pleaded with his master.
Han Feng deliberately ignored her, focusing intently on thrusting in and out of Fanglan's ecstatic anus. The steel whip-slave bed creaked and rattled from the impact. The aphrodisiac was also taking effect on Fanglan, and each thrust of his master brought her to a small orgasm.
"Master... Fanglan is going to climax. Master, will you allow Fanglan to climax?"
Han Feng grabbed her long hair and made her tilt her head back. "You are only allowed to climax when I ejaculate, do you hear me?"
"Yes, Master," Fanglan cried, desperately suppressing the pleasure of climax, while continuing to contract her anus and rectum, gripping her master's sacred penis.
"Ah... Master... Master, Master's divine turtle is so powerful... Fanglan's anus is being torn apart by Master... it's going to split open..." Fanglan moaned repeatedly as she was being fucked. Although her seductive cries were not as alluring as Qiqing's, they were still incredibly soft and seductive, enough to make even the bones melt. This aroused Han Feng's lust even more, and he gradually increased the amplitude and force of his thrusts. The plump buttocks rippled with waves of flesh as they were hit by his lower abdomen. A pair of soft and fragrant snow-white breasts swayed gracefully back and forth with Han Feng's thrusts. Han Feng reached out and grabbed the pair of restless big white rabbits, kneading them vigorously. The jade-like flesh flattened and rounded in his hands, the areolas burning red, and the nipples, erect with sexual arousal, continuously flowed out white milk, splashing all over Han Feng's hands.
Han Feng licked the milk off his arm; it smelled incredibly sweet. He chuckled and patted Fang Lan's breasts. "This slut not only has plenty of water in her anus, but her big breasts are also brimming with milk."
"Replying to Master, Fang Lan has been plugging up the lustful fluid in her anus these past few days, and she's also clamped her nipples with nipple clamps, so her breasts have accumulated a lot of milk..."
Fang Lan's breasts secrete a large amount of milk every day, which is Han Feng's favorite drink. In the few days Han Feng was away, the accumulated milk seemed to have stretched her already plump and firm breasts even larger. Her breasts were round and swollen, and the dark green veins were clearly visible. With a casual squeeze from Han Feng, the fragrant milk sprayed out like a showerhead.
Han Feng spread Fang Lan's ample breasts, sucking on her nipples and drinking a few mouthfuls of milk. His penis felt even more aroused, hard enough to almost lift Fang Lan into the air. His glans was burning hot inside her alluring anus, so after dozens of powerful thrusts, he plunged to the very depths of her anus and ejaculated like a volcano.
"Ahhh... I'm flying, Fang Lan is flying..." The scalding semen burned Fang Lan's intestinal walls, the ecstasy of orgasm instantly overwhelming her, white fluid gushing from her anus and vagina. Han Feng gripped her sexy waist tightly, ejaculating for a full half minute deep inside her anus. Finally, he stirred his penis around inside her intestines before reluctantly withdrawing. Her anus, ravaged by his penis, was a dark, fleshy hole, with clumps of semen and blood flowing out.
Han Feng plopped down on the fleshy stool, and several female slaves beside him immediately knelt down, licking his penis, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluids, with a delicate yet hungry eagerness. To the female slaves, their master's semen was like heroin, making them unable to resist. Han Feng rarely favored them, so they only had the chance to eat a few drops of his precious semen when cleaning his penis.
On the other side, Qi Qing was helplessly struggling in the hell of lust. Her whipped genitals were both painful and itchy, making her wish she could find something rough to rub against for some relief.
The expected favor didn't come. Han Feng seemed to have forgotten her existence, drinking fresh milk squeezed from Fanglan's huge breasts while enjoying massages from the other women.
"Waaah... Master, Qiqing is so itchy... Qiqing begs Master, please do Qiqing just once, okay?" Qiqing cried and pleaded.
"Disrespecting Master and forcibly begging for pleasure, according to the rules for female slaves, what should be the punishment?" Han Feng didn't even look at her and asked,
"Replying to Master, it should be fifty lashes."
"But Master has already done that..."
"During the days I was away, did you practice your sexual skills properly?"
"Master, during the days you were away, the head female slave led everyone in practicing sexual skills, but Qiqing never participated." A female slave next to her seized the opportunity to say,
"Yes, she's either putting on makeup or sleeping, and she always brags about how amazing her little cunt is, saying that Master can't live without it, she simply doesn't respect Master at all."
“Yes, Master, this girl is both horny and resilient. In my opinion, you should stuff her cunt full of aphrodisiacs, then sew her cunt up and let her enjoy herself.” Qi Qing, who was usually spoiled and arrogant, saw that her master intended to punish her today, and several of the female slaves who usually antagonized her were kicking her while she was down.
“Master, they are jealous of me, so they deliberately slander me in front of you,” Qi Qing argued indignantly.
“Fang Lan, are they telling the truth?” Han Feng asked Fang Lan, who had been silently cleaning her genitals with her tongue.
"Replying to Master, my sister hasn't practiced her sexual skills properly. It's Fanglan's fault for not disciplining her properly. Please punish her, Master."
Han Feng kicked Fanglan hard in the groin. "Damn it, you're not answering the question. Are you in such a hurry to take the beating for her?" Then he angrily asked Qiqing, "What else do you have to say?"
"Master, even if Qiqing doesn't practice her sexual skills, she's still much better than them. A couple of days ago, Qiqing used the training device at home to evaluate her vaginal suction skills, and she has already risen to S-level."
"Oh, is that true?"
"Absolutely true, Master. If you don't believe me, try it." Qiqing contracted her vagina forcefully, and the whip inserted in her flower core slid and flicked against the overflowing flesh of her flower-like opening with the contraction.
Han Feng suddenly had a good idea.
"That's great! I'll test your sexual skills now. Try sucking the whole whip that's stuck in your vagina into your little pussy. If you can do it, I'll favor you this time. If you can't, hmph!"
The women chuckled smugly. The red whip was nearly two meters long, thin and slippery. Even with their hands, it was difficult to insert the whole thing into their vaginas. How could they possibly suck it in with just the suction of their vaginas? The women watched with anticipation as Qi Qing made a fool of herself in front of her master.
Qi Qing smiled confidently, closed her eyes, concentrated her breath, and used her proud vaginal suction technique. After being whipped, her labia, swollen like peaches, contracted a few times, as if warming up, gently swallowing and releasing the whip handle. The handle had a rough, round head. Each time the round head touched her vulva, it would get stuck and then slowly slide down a bit.
The women didn't say anything, but they secretly admired her. If it were them, they probably wouldn't even be able to hold the whip handle.
Suddenly, Qi Qing gasped, her lower body contracting forcefully. The thick whip handle was sucked in tightly, pressing against her vulva. Then, with a "plop," the egg-sized round head on the whip handle was completely sucked into that seemingly delicate fleshy hole! Even the swollen labia were half-swept in!
Han Feng and the women watched in astonishment as the long whip was sucked into Qi Qing's little cunt piece by piece, like noodles being sucked in, until only a short piece remained, like a small red tail, swaying left and right between her thighs, incredibly alluring.
"Master... Master's whip has filled Qi Qing's cunt..."
"How about that, still can't do it, right?" Actually, Han Feng only wanted to make things difficult for her, never expecting that she could actually do it.
Qi Qing cried out, contracting her vaginal muscles even more forcefully. The remaining little tail swayed a few times before finally, like a water snake, it slithered into the red, fleshy opening with a "plop, plop" sound. The entire vagina and uterus were filled with the whip, and Qi Qing's lower abdomen visibly swelled slightly. She had to tighten her lower body to prevent the whip from slipping out.
Han Feng stepped forward, his fingers digging into the tight, slippery vagina, trying to pull the whip out. He was surprised to find that the whip was clinging tightly to the fleshy walls of the vaginal canal like an octopus. It took him two efforts to barely pry the whip out. The red whip was slick with the vaginal fluids, like a small snake just emerging from the water.
Han Feng pulled out the whip and lashed it a few more times at her vulva, making the slightly parted petals tremble. "Useless slut, sucking on a whip for so long,"
he cursed, but in reality, he was already aroused by the erotic performance of this voluptuous woman swallowing the whip. His engorged penis, now regaining its strength, swelled up. So he threw the whip aside, and his bulging, veiny penis, covered in the white fluid from the vulva, thrust heavily into the tight, slippery vagina.
"Ah ... Qi Qing's whole body convulsed violently with pleasure, her vagina tightly sucking on the thick penis, as if afraid it would run away.
Han Feng held her jade legs spread wide, pressing his lower abdomen against her soft lower body, stirring his penis back and forth, then thrusting his waist, pounding wildly in her tight, slippery vagina.
"Ah... Master... Master has pounded Qi Qing's little pussy to pieces..." The effects of the aphrodisiac made Qi Qing as sensitive as a female animal in heat, the violent thrusting making her delirious with pleasure, only knowing to tremble her body and moan wildly.
Han Feng slapped her buttocks twice hard. "Stupid slave, all you can do is shake your ass and moan? Show me the whip-eating skills you had earlier!!"
The pain brought Qi Qing back to her senses slightly. She apologetically stuck out her tongue and began to contract and relax her clitoris in rhythm with her master's thrusts, using the same lewd technique she had used to swallow and spit out the whip. Han Feng felt that her warm, smooth clitoris was like a living little mouth, sucking on his penis with each thrust. With each thrust, the clitoris was like a vacuum-like fleshy hole, sucking the glans deep into the vaginal canal. With each withdrawal, the clitoris was like a fleshy flower giving birth, actively spitting out the penis, while the layers of flesh inside constantly rubbed against the most sensitive parts of the shaft and glans, stimulating every nerve on the penis. Han Feng felt so comfortable that he almost forgot to move. He only needed to keep his penis still inside, and the clitoris would actively swallow and rub against the glans and shaft, an indescribable pleasure.
"Not bad...you little slut, you can really suck."
“Master’s penis is so big… Qiqing’s cunt loves to suck Master’s penis… Master, shoot more semen into Qiqing’s cunt… Ah…”
Han Feng stomped hard on Qiqing’s head. “You little slut, you’ve gotten too big for your britches after I praised you a couple of times. Suck properly and stop talking nonsense!”
Qiqing’s face was pressed tightly to the ground and she couldn’t move.
Han Feng held her jade-like legs and thrust forcefully, his thick penis pounding heavily against her delicate lower body like a pile driver. With each thrust, the glans slammed against the cervix deep inside her flower path, breaking the tender cervical mucosa. The seeping blood and vaginal fluid lubricated the flower path, making the penis's entry and exit even smoother. The penis grew hotter and thicker with each thrust, stretching the swollen petals into a ring of red, smooth flesh, clinging tightly to the shaft. With each thrust, the flesh flipped in and out, like a constantly blooming fleshy flower. On her smooth lower abdomen, the imposing outline of the penis could be clearly seen moving in and out rapidly.
The brutal thrusting ignited Qi Qing's deepest desires, and orgasms exploded like firecrackers throughout her body, almost exceeding her limits. She twisted her body, crying out uncontrollably, and Han Feng had to use even more force to keep her head down.
"Ah... Master, Master is so brave, Master, thrust into this lowly slave's little cunt... thrust into this lowly slave's belly..."
"I'll fuck you to death, you rotten cunt!" Han Feng became excited, thrusting and wielding the whip in his hand, wildly lashing her smooth back and buttocks, like a warrior riding a warhorse on the battlefield.
The pleasure gradually intensified with the sucking of her cunt, and his penis felt like a burning hot rod. Finally, after a few full thrusts, the hard glans pried open the tight cervix, and scalding semen gushed out, instantly filling her uterus.
"Ahhh!!!~~ Master's semen, Master's precious semen has filled my little cunt..." Stimulated by the hot semen, Qi Qing instantly reached the peak of orgasm. Her muscles convulsed violently like an electric frog, and warm white semen gushed from her throbbing cunt, shooting onto Han Feng's lower abdomen, dripping down from his pubic hair and testicles, both numb and hot.
Han Feng's penis was firmly inserted into her flower bud, pulsating and pumping thousands of sperm into her flesh cave.
The warm semen finally calmed the terrible itching in her cunt. Although her body was covered in whip marks, and her delicate skin, bound by hemp rope, was chafed and bloodied from the struggle, Qi Qing felt an indescribable comfort. Her flower bud was still vigorously massaging her master's sacred penis, squeezing the last drop of semen from her urethra into her body.
Han Feng finally felt a bit tired, withdrew his penis, and patted Qi Qing's wet vulva approvingly.
"Not bad, you've indeed improved. Consider this semen a reward for you."
"Thank you, Master, for your precious semen!" Qi Qing shook her buttocks and cried out excitedly .
"But," Han Feng's face darkened, "you contradicted me several times today. Your lewd skills have improved, so you deserve a reward; but contradicting your master also deserves punishment."
Then he turned to the female slave beside him and said, "You can divide the semen you shot into her cunt equally, just leave some for her."
"Master!!" Qi Qing cried out in dissatisfaction.
Han Feng turned around and glared at her fiercely. Qi Qing could only lower her head helplessly and cry in grievance.
The other female slaves, upon hearing this, all knelt down to thank their master for his favor
. Han Feng, supported by Fang Lan and two other female slaves, lay down on the bed to rest. The other female slaves all crowded between Qi Qing's legs.
The semen that Han Feng ejaculated was thick and viscous, almost forming lumps. The female slaves took turns using their hands to scoop out the semen bit by bit, holding it in their hands as if it were a precious treasure.
"Go away... that's a gift from Master," Qi Qing futilely tried to contract her clitoris to resist the invasion of the fingers, but the women ignored her and unceremoniously scooped out large clumps of semen from her vagina. In the end, only a little semen remained in her flower garden, and a terrible itching sensation gripped her lower body again, causing Qi Qing to burst into tears.
The women divided the semen and knelt before Han Feng, "Thank you for the semen bestowed upon you by Master!"
"I haven't properly watered you in a long time, you can do as you please,"
the women kowtowed again in gratitude and began to taste his semen. Some of them put the semen in their mouths and smeared it evenly with their tongues. Others carefully inserted the semen into their vaginas and anuses, afraid of leaking a single drop. The moment they became Han Feng's female slaves, several of their orifices were modified to produce intense orgasmic reactions to his semen. Unlike Qi Qing and Fang Lan, who were favored, their bodies were already insatiable with desire. Upon contact with Han Feng's semen, they couldn't help but cover their genitals, trembling as they climaxed. Lewd fluids flowed continuously from between their fingers. They wanted to scream loudly, but fearing to disturb Han Feng's rest, they could only tremble and bite their lips to endure.
"Scream out, I quite like hearing it,"
the women obeyed. Unable to restrain themselves any longer, they trembled and screamed loudly under the stimulation of the semen. The bedroom was filled with erotic sounds, and incredibly sexy bodies writhed and turned hungrily by the bedside, the unique scent of their love juices permeating the entire room.
While enjoying Fanglan's massage, Han Feng admired the incredibly erotic erotic pictures. His throat suddenly felt dry, so he grabbed Fanglan's large breasts and drank deeply of her rich, fragrant milk, feeling utterly blissful.
How could he have imagined such good fortune a year ago? Han Feng's thoughts drifted back to a year ago…
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Earth, 2014
"Therefore, to summarize, the law must represent the public will; every female and male citizen must have the right to participate in legislation, either personally or through a representative; the law should be the same for everyone: all citizens, male and female, are equal before the law, and all honors, positions, and offices should be granted equally, based solely on ability, without distinction based on anything other than their morality and talent." With the bell ringing, Han Feng slammed his book shut. A burst of
enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience. No matter the time, Han Feng's elective classes were always packed, with many female students even coming from other universities, carrying small stools to sit in the aisles to listen.
Most of the students taking the elective were female. Han Feng's handsome appearance was one reason, but what attracted them most was his engaging lectures. Han Feng was one of the few professors in China who researched and advocated for feminism. In recent years, he had been continuously advocating for the "New Century Women's Equality Movement," which was welcomed and praised by many women.
The students gradually dispersed, and Han Feng leisurely stuffed his courseware and handouts into his briefcase, preparing to leave.
"I thought the famous Professor Han Feng was a balding old man!" A silvery laugh rang out.
Han Feng looked up. Standing in front of him was a tall girl who was looking him up and down with innocent, large eyes, without any shyness.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you," Han Feng smiled politely, picked up his briefcase, and walked towards the door.
"I never expected that the standard-bearer of 21st-century feminism would be a man," the girl said with a smile
, following beside Han Feng. "Lincoln freed the world's slaves, but he was a white man, wasn't he?" Han Feng smiled and strode forward. "You're not a student in my class."
"I came here to learn from you, Professor Han, after skipping my required professional courses. I didn't expect you to be so indifferent," the girl pouted playfully.
"Thank you for your support," Han Feng nodded.
“Professor Han, to be honest, my graduation thesis is related to feminism. I wonder if Professor Han could stay a moment and guide this confused student?”
“Thank you for coming to class, student…” Han Feng was getting a little impatient.
“Tongxue,” the girl blinked playfully, interrupting him.
“Excuse me, what did you say?” Han Feng asked.
“My name is Li Tongxue.”
Han Feng coughed twice deliberately. “Okay, Tongxue… no, student, I’m very grateful that you came to class. If you have time, I’d be happy to tutor you, but I have to rush home to cook. Excuse me.” As he said this, he jogged to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and sped away.
Han Feng's home was not far from the school; the taxi arrived before the meter even started. He just wanted to avoid the girl; her attentive attitude made him uncomfortable. But her cheerful laughter, youthful face, and playful ponytail lingered in his mind…
Han Feng's home wasn't big, but his wife had decorated it warmly and comfortably. As soon as he got home, his wife took off her apron and came forward to greet him, giving him a deep kiss on the cheek. "Welcome home, big black bear~"
Han Feng smiled and slipped his hand inside his wife's sweater, restlessly touching her smooth back a few times. His wife laughed and patted his hand. "You're so naughty, come sit down and eat."
Han Feng's wife was named Liu Zhihui. The two met in college. Han Feng was a key player on the school's basketball team, and Zhihui was a renowned campus beauty and the captain of the cheerleading squad. The two were a perfect match. After getting married, Han Feng stayed on to teach at the school and, with his outstanding abilities, became the youngest professor in his early thirties, enjoying unparalleled fame. Zhihui found a relatively easy job to focus on being a good wife, but the life of a housewife did not diminish her beauty; on the contrary, it added a touch of mature charm. They were truly a match made in heaven.
"Didn't we agree that it was my turn to cook today? Why are you cooking again?" Han Feng said with a smile, picking
up his bowl. "I passed by the market on my way home from work and saw these oysters. They were so plump and fresh, I couldn't resist buying some to cook for you." As Zhihui spoke, she placed a plump oyster into his bowl.
"This is the inevitable path to gaining weight," Han Feng said with a laugh.
"If I don't fatten you up and keep making you handsome, you'll seduce all the girls in your class."
"All of them combined aren't even half as good-looking as my wife," Han Feng kissed her again, and Zhihui laughed and patted him a few times.
The two finished their meal playfully like newlyweds. Han Feng then automatically washed the dishes, took a shower, and went to bed early.
Zhihui was wearing an old-fashioned cotton nightgown that covered her completely, but it couldn't hide her elegant and noble temperament. Han Feng rolled over and hugged her, brushing aside her long, black hair and kissing her fragrant neck. Zhihui had a small, inverted triangle-shaped red birthmark on the back of her neck, which was particularly sensitive. Every time Han Feng touched her there, it made her unbearably itchy.
"It's so itchy!" Zhihui struggled for a moment, then covered herself with her hair again. Han Feng stubbornly slipped his hand inside her nightgown and gently touched her firm, full breasts a few times. His fingers deliberately avoided his wife's nipples; Zhihui didn't like being tickled.
"I ate too much for dinner, how about we do some exercise to digest? It's green, environmentally friendly, and helps with weight loss!" Han Feng hugged her tightly.
"No, big black bear... I've been a little tired lately..." Zhihui gently pulled his hand away.
Since her miscarriage, Zhihui had become very indifferent to sex, and Han Feng didn't want to force her. He sheepishly withdrew his hand and lay down.
Was it because he ate oysters? Han Feng felt a slight swelling in his lower body. The image of Li Tongxue, that girl, with her fair neck, high breasts under her shirt, and long white legs under her denim shorts, flashed before his eyes again.
As usual, Han Feng secretly slipped his hand into his underwear.
"What's wrong, Professor Han? You look like you've been indulging in too much sex." The next day in the school cafeteria, Liu Qiang smiled and placed his food tray in front of him.
"Sigh, don't even mention it..." Han Feng said with a wry smile. Liu Qiang was the anthropology professor in the department. He was knowledgeable and humorous. Although he and Han Feng had completely different views on feminism, it didn't prevent them from becoming friends.
"Let me guess, your goddess finally returned to your bed and drained you dry," Liu Qiang said with a laugh.
"It was this that drained me dry," Han Feng said helplessly, raising his left hand.
"You're too pathetic," Liu Qiang laughed.
"Zhihui didn't want to, what could I do?" Han Feng smiled bitterly.
Liu Qiang took a big sip of soup. "Women, sometimes you have to be a little tough. The essence of women is that they're cheap; deep down, they want to be conquered, they want to be abused..."
"Keep that theory to yourself," Han Feng rolled his eyes at him.
Suddenly, Han Feng's eyes caught sight of a girl eating with her head down behind Liu Qiang. That playful ponytail, those slender legs... it was clearly...
Just then, the girl looked up and met his gaze, her cherry-like lips, still covered in rice grains, gave a mischievous smile.
Han Feng blushed slightly and quickly lowered his head to continue eating.
"It's always fate that we run into each other," he thought. Ignoring Liu Qiang's long-winded explanation, Han Feng pretended to concentrate on his meal.
In class that afternoon, Han Feng saw her again. Li Tongxue, the girl with the ponytail, was sitting in the back row, resting her chin on her hand, smiling at him. Han Feng tried his best to ignore her.
Suddenly, Han Feng's phone vibrated in his pocket. He usually waited until after class to reply. But today, inexplicably, he turned on his phone…
The image on the screen made Han Feng's blood boil instantly. The picture showed a pale, youthful body; a white shirt and denim miniskirt were pulled up, revealing small, delicate breasts and sparse pubic hair. Between two long, slender thighs, a thick, black dildo was inserted, the vibrator clearly having been inside the vagina for some time, covered in white fluid.
Han Feng felt his mouth go dry. He glanced back and saw the exact same shirt and denim miniskirt…
Li Tongxue gave him a seductive smile, lowered her crossed legs, and spread them apart. The dark pubic hair he had seen in the picture was faintly visible in the shadow of her skirt.
Han Feng felt his mouth go dry again. He grabbed his thermos and gulped down a mouthful of water. His mind was a mess; while writing, the chalk slipped from his hand several times.
During break, Han Feng rushed into the men's restroom. His penis was already throbbing painfully
, and his face was burning all the way to his ears. The only saving grace was that no one else in the restroom saw him in his disheveled state.
"That girl... what does she want?" Han Feng scrubbed his face hard.
As he dried himself off, he saw the girl who had captivated him in the mirror, standing behind him.
Li Tongxue
, without his noticing, had slipped into the men's restroom like a cat.
With a soft click, the door locked behind her.
"Excuse me… this is the men's restroom…"
Before he could finish, Li Tongxue's soft lips sealed his.
Before he could struggle free, her hand was already inside his underwear, grabbing his engorged penis.
"I never imagined that the gentle and refined Professor Han on the podium would harbor such a magnificent weapon… it must be incredibly alluring."
Li Tongxue licked Han Feng's neck as she knelt down, deftly unzipping his pants and pulling out his enormous member.
"So big..." Li Tongxue rubbed her face against Han Feng's penis in surprise.
Han Feng felt a wet, slippery tongue wrap around his long spear.
Li Tongxue struggled to open her mouth wide, barely managing to swallow his large penis .
The scalding hot penis was enveloped in her cool, lubricated mouth, feeling incredibly comfortable
. Han Feng couldn't help but close his eyes and groan. Unconsciously, his hands had already grabbed Li Tongxue's head, and he thrust his lower body, using her mouth as a vagina to penetrate her.
Li Tongxue was surprised that Han Feng was so proactive. The huge glans kept hitting the depths of her throat, making her extremely uncomfortable, but Han Feng held her head down firmly, so she could only suppress the urge to vomit, letting his penis roughly enter and exit her lips.
Han Feng had never had such a stimulating experience before. Outside the damp, dilapidated wooden door, the sounds of students chatting and laughing in the corridor during recess flowed endlessly. Inside the wooden door, he, as a teacher, was roughly raping his student's delicate little mouth. Moreover, the wooden door could be opened at any moment, exposing his beastly side!
Pleasure and fear mingled, causing Han Feng to quicken his movements. Soon, he thrust deep into Li Danxue's throat, violently ejaculating hot semen. Li Tongxue's nose was buried in his thick pubic hair, barely able to breathe.
Han Feng's penis throbbed violently a dozen times, releasing all the pent-up semen in one gulp, only then did the heat in his lower body subside slightly. As his penis withdrew from her mouth, Li Tongxue coughed violently, as if she had just drowned, white semen dribbling from the corners of her mouth.
Han Feng was both worried that the students outside the door would hear his coughing and felt guilty, so he awkwardly patted her back, saying, "Tongxue, are you alright..."
Suddenly, Tongxue's warm lips pressed against his again, carrying the fishy smell of the semen he had just ejaculated.
"I never expected someone as refined as you to be so ruthless when it comes to girls..." Her small mouth, glistening with semen, breathed sweetly in his ear. "After class, in the grove, see you there..."
The next two classes felt like two years to Han Feng.
He was incredibly anxious. Every time he caught a glimpse of Li Tongxue in the back row, she would return his seductive smile, wink at him from afar, cover her mouth, and make a swallowing motion.
He had actually raped his student in the men's restroom! He stood on the podium, rambling on about feminism, but inside he felt as helpless as a convicted criminal awaiting trial, and every student below was like a judge holding a gavel.
Finally, the bell rang to signal the end of class.
Li Tongxue had vanished without a trace.
Han Feng's school was nestled against a mountain and beside a river, in a beautiful environment. Behind the school was a secluded grove of trees, with only a few paths covered in fallen leaves running through its deep shade.
Although the last rays of the setting sun still lingered on the horizon, the woods were already shrouded in darkness. Han Feng could only hear the rustling of the trees and the pounding of his own heart. In the dim light, he anxiously searched for the white figure.
Suddenly, a white figure darted out from beside the path, startling Han Feng. It was just a girl carrying a violin. She recognized Han Feng: "Hello, Professor Han. It's so late, are you taking a walk in the woods?"
Han Feng panicked. "No…no…I just came to…well…yes, just for a walk, a stroll."
He quickly continued walking, avoiding the girl's suspicious gaze.
The leaves rustled, the shadows of the trees swayed. Where was Li Tongxue?
Han Feng sat down on a bench deep within the trees. It was already dark. He checked his watch, calmed his emotions, and prepared to go home.
Two soft breasts pressed against his back.
"You're so late, I'm all soaking wet waiting for you..." Li Tongxue said coquettishly as she started to unzip his pants.
Han Feng was startled again and quickly turned around, gently pushing her away. "Tongxue... no... classmate, wait a minute, I came to explain to you... I'm a married man..."
Li Tongxue covered her mouth and giggled. "Professor Han, what are you saying? When you were kissing me in the restroom, I didn't see you thinking about your wife at all."
"Just now... just now my mind went blank for a moment... Please, Tongxue, I'll do anything you want... please don't tell anyone what happened just now..."
Li Tongxue's eyes froze, a sadness, and perhaps some anger, flashed across her delicate face. "You think Tongxue is just a despicable woman who seduces married women, is that it?"
Tongxue's eyes startled Han Feng. "I didn't..."
Tongxue sat down abruptly, covering her face and choking back tears. This sudden outburst of tears left Han Feng at a loss, so he could only lean down and comfort her, "You've misunderstood, Tongxue, of course you're a good girl..."
Tongxue hugged him tightly.
"Ever since I heard..." "After your class, Tongxue's heart can't hold anyone else but you... Day and night, all I think about is you. Do you know how heartbroken I am to hear you're married..." Li Tongxue sobbed, "Don't worry... Tongxue doesn't want a title..."
Li Tongxue whispered in his ear, "Tongxue only wants your child..."
These words struck Han Feng deeply.
Although Han Feng had been married for several years, he had no children. Zhihui had been pregnant three times, and all three pregnancies ended in miscarriage. Han Feng blamed himself for being too busy with work and not taking good care of his wife, and he never mentioned having children to Zhihui again.
Hearing Li Tongxue's words, Han Feng felt all his reason and restraint collapse in an instant
. Like a wild beast, he pounced on Li Tongxue and half-torn off her clothes. He discovered that under Li Tongxue's shirt and skirt, there wasn't a single pair of underwear! A pair of white, fleshy mounds bounced out, and Han Feng, not caring about anything else, grabbed them and kneaded them vigorously.
"Come on... Brother Feng..." Li Tongxue's nimble hands skillfully unbuttoned Han Feng's pants, and his impatient penis was finally freed from the restraints of his pants, standing straight up in his lower abdomen. Han Feng reached into Tongxue's lower body and touched the wet, fleshy slit. Without bothering with any foreplay, he directly thrust his penis into her jade lips.
"Ah... Brother Feng's big penis... the big penis is inside..." Han Feng felt Tongxue's vagina was slippery and hot, and the thrusting was incredibly pleasurable. Fortunately, he had already ejaculated in her mouth once that afternoon, otherwise he probably wouldn't have lasted more than twenty seconds before ejaculating.
Tong Xue's continuous moans excited him even more. He picked her up and pounded her against the tree, then pressed her down on the stone bench and pounded her ass.
Tong Xue unbuckled his belt and handed it to him. "Brother Feng, how about you spank me a couple of times?"
"What?" Han Feng was caught off guard and paused for a moment.
Tong Xue blushed. "When I think about you masturbating, I often fantasize about being fucked from behind like a bitch, and then you take off your belt and whip my ass... Brother Feng, please satisfy my fantasy."
"Okay..." Han Feng didn't think much of it, picked up the belt, and swung it down on her bare back.
"Snap!!" A crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh rang out.
"Ah... Brother Feng, whip me to death!"
Tong Xue's clitoris suddenly tightened under the whip, making Han Feng tremble all over and almost ejaculate.
"Snap!!" "Ah~~" "Snap!!" "Ahhh~~ Brother Feng... Brother Feng is whipping Tongxue to death..." The tight little hole gripped Han Feng's penis with each stroke of the whip, making Han Feng dizzy and mesmerized. The force with which he swung the belt increased, becoming faster and faster. The crisp sounds of flesh clashing mingled with Tongxue's seductive moans, stimulating Han Feng's nerves. Soon, after a series of rapid attacks from the little hole, Han Feng could no longer restrain himself, thrusting his penis deep inside, ejaculating his long-held semen into Tongxue's flower core in spurts!
"Ah... Brother Feng shot inside me... Brother Feng is going to get me pregnant..."
Han Feng felt his legs go weak and collapsed onto Tong Xue's sweaty back, panting heavily. Suddenly, through his sweat-blurred vision, Han Feng saw a small tattoo on the back of Tong Xue's beautiful neck. Before he could take a closer look, Tong Xue rolled over and pinned him down, using her mouth to clean his penis, which was covered in her juices and semen.
Tongxue scooped out a clump of semen from her genitals with her fingers and presented it to Han Feng, saying, "Brother Feng is so amazing! You just ejaculated in my mouth, and you still managed to ejaculate so much... In ten months, Tongxue's uterus will nurture Brother Feng's semen into a white and tender little chubby baby, and then it will be born through my little pussy..."
Han Feng silently held her, wanting to say something but not quite.
Tongxue kissed his face a few more times. "Don't worry, Han Feng, only these little trees know who the father of this child is..."
Han Feng held her tightly. "Tongxue... you don't have to worry, I... I will take full responsibility..."
Tongxue giggled, not answering.
The two lingered tenderly on the grass for a while before picking up their disheveled clothes and putting them on, reluctantly parting ways.
It was getting late, and Han Feng hurriedly ran to the nearest shopping mall and bought a brand new set of clothes. He rushed to Liu Qiang's single dormitory, took a thorough shower to make sure there wasn't a trace of Tong Xue's scent or scent on him, and then, at Liu Qiang's suggestion, downed several glasses of baijiu (Chinese liquor) to leave himself reeking of it
. Only then did he take a taxi home. Perhaps because of the alcohol, his mind was filled with thoughts of Tong Xue's snow-white body the whole way, his heart pounding and his ears ringing. Reaching his doorstep, Liu Qiang calmed himself. He gently pushed open the door, casually taking off his shoes. "Zhihui, I'm late. It's all that brat Liu Qiang's fault; he insisted on dragging me to his place for a drink..."
He was met with an unsettling silence.
"Zhihui," Liu Qiang said as he entered the house.
Zhihui, wearing an apron, sat blankly on the sofa, her empty eyes staring unfocused ahead, as if she hadn't heard him at all. Her phone lay on the floor beside her, flashing a white light, seemingly playing a video.
"What's wrong, Zhihui?"
Han Feng picked up his phone and glanced at it. A sudden rush of blood shot through his body. In the video, a young woman lay on the grass in a grove like a female dog. A muscular man was behind her, thrusting his genitals while brandishing a leather belt, his eyes red.
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On the planet Inu, in the Third Era, in 8968
, under the bright moonlight, all was silent. Yue Mei's iron high heels echoed coldly on the hard marble. She passed through one marble archway after another, dozens of meters high. This corridor connecting the hall and the master's bedroom seemed endless. Halfway through, Yue Mei's calves began to ache slightly.
Every night, after bathing, the master would choose a concubine to be with that night. She would then kneel before him, passing through this arched corridor back to his bedroom to serve him. How did they manage that?
It's precisely because I can't even do this much that I'm unworthy of my master's favor… Yue Mei thought bitterly. Her endurance and sexual skills were insufficient to serve her master; she had always been his servant, only able to assist the head slave in handling simple household chores.
From the bedroom at the end of the corridor came several ambiguous cries. Only when she approached the ornate iron gate of the bedroom did Yue Mei realize it was the piercing screams of a female slave.
Her master was disciplining a female slave
. Yue Mei held her breath, kneeling quietly outside the door, afraid of disturbing her master's enjoyment.
As the screams gradually turned into weak groans, and then the groans faded into silence with the night,
Yue Mei mustered her courage and gently knocked on the door .
"Come in," came the master's hoarse, deep voice.
Yue Mei gently pushed open the iron door. The master's bedroom was like a medium-sized Roman theater, draped with red curtains. In the center of the incense smoke was a female slave chained to a rack. She was lying on all fours, her buttocks arched high, like a female dog begging for mating. Her body was covered with horrific wounds and bloodstains. Between her slender legs, blood was dripping. Her once delicate vulva had become a fist-sized hole, constantly oozing blood and bits of flesh. Only the god of the plane knew the cruelty she had just suffered.
The master, having just vented his lust on her, slowly rose, bowing slightly. "What is it?"
"Yue Mei reports to Master, your research subject has recently shown new developments."
"Oh, bring it here." The master plopped down on the fleshy stool in front of the desk.
The fleshy stool slave beneath him let out a pitiful, lewd cry from the gag, drooling incessantly. Half a year ago, she was one of the master's favored slaves, but once, while serving as the master's fleshy stool, she swayed due to exhaustion, almost causing the master to fall. As punishment, the master hardened her limbs, nailing them to the ground, making her a fleshy chair that would never sway. Moreover, Yue Mei was responsible for injecting large amounts of potent aphrodisiacs into her uterus every day, and both of her lower orifices had been sewn closed, leaving her to suffer day and night in a hell of unfulfilled lust.
Yue Mei quickly presented a thin purple chip, and Han Feng waved his hand, projecting a realistic image into the air.
Yue Mei stood respectfully to the side, watching with her master the current situation of the male protagonist named "Han Feng" on that distant planet called "Earth."
She saw the female slave he called "wife" crying and struggling to break free from his embrace, accidentally pushing him down the stairs; she saw him with thick bandages wrapped around his head, being interrogated by a group of uniformed male protagonists in a white room; she saw wave after wave of female slaves holding signs and chanting slogans, angrily accusing and insulting him outside the room; she saw him remove the bandages, discover the ugly scars on his face, and frantically bang his head against the wall; she saw him being driven away and ostracized everywhere; she saw him drunk and beaten bloody by thugs in an alley...
The master leisurely leaned his head against the plump breasts of the female slave behind him and lit a cigarette. Ever since the master began studying this low-level civilization planet called "Earth," he had become obsessed with this thing called "cigarette."
The master watched Han Feng's various tragic encounters with great interest; nothing made him happier than the misery of others.
"Don't you think the male protagonists on this planet are very different from us?" the master suddenly asked Yue Mei.
"To answer your question, master, how could the males on this planet compare to the great male protagonists of Inu Star? They are all weak and feeble, and compared to your mighty and powerful master, they are not even a fraction as good..." Yue Mei kept flattering him, not daring to voice her true thoughts.
"Enough with the nonsense," the master interrupted her. "Let me tell you. They and we are all children of the God of Planes, with the same faces, living on the same planets. But they forgot the God's teachings, making women wear the same clothes and giving them the same rights. Therefore, they were abandoned by the God in that depraved land..."
Yue Mei responded meekly, but in her heart, she silently prayed to the God of Planes for the male protagonist named Han Feng on the alien planet.
"Once I peel away the layers of false morality, rules, and principles he carries, you will know that his heart is exactly the same as ours..."
The master casually stubbed out his cigarette on Yue Mei's small nipple. The burning pain from the hot kiss, along with the master's deep voice, came together:
"The show is about to begin."

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