Lustful of all the flowers in the world

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Chapter One: My Beloved

When that girl suddenly appeared before me, I fell in love with her. Her face was rosy, her teeth white and red, her beauty beyond compare. She fell in love with me too. She said that she had been so bound by strict etiquette before that she had never felt such romantic feelings for a handsome commoner like me.

At that time, her carriage was attacked by bandits, and her attendants were killed or scattered. Only she escaped by chance. As dusk fell, she appeared before me, who was out traveling. She was terrified, her hands and feet were ice-cold, and she rushed towards me in a panic, begging me to take her away. I was a little unsure how to handle her naiveté; what if I was also a villain? But she was so beautiful, how could I refuse? So I pulled her along and fled. Forgetting all etiquette, we went straight into a cave and lit a fire. Then, we fell in love.

It was very cold, and a single fire wasn't enough to keep us warm. Before we knew it, we were embracing. Her eyes were so beautiful, and dressed in a palace gown, nestled in my arms—how could I resist? I pulled her closer, and her face flushed instantly. Her lips were dry, and she shyly buried her head in my chest. My desire grew stronger, and I boldly kissed her. She took my hand and placed it between her legs, squeezing it tightly.

Her bold action sent a jolt through me. But the warm, wet paradise between her legs was irresistible; I couldn't control my fingers, unable to pull them away. I couldn't resist either, and my fingers began to knead her thighs with pleasure. That place was wonderful; even through the clothes, I could feel her warm, wet passion. And touching my daughter's most private place, even just the psychological sensation, was enough to make my blood boil.

"Is it... nice to touch there?" Her soft, sweet voice made me weak in the knees. She buried her face in my chest, shyly saying, "You saved me, but I have nothing to give you. This is what I like to touch most often. I don't know what it is, but I find it very pleasant to touch..." She pressed closer, "Let you touch it too, as a way of repaying me." "But you... you touch me so comfortably, even more comfortably than when I touch myself." A blissful and shy expression appeared on her face. "I've never felt so comfortable before. Touch me as much as you want, anything is fine." This pure and innocent girl's words were like an aphrodisiac. I couldn't help but greedily caress her private parts, my penis hardening. My hands kneaded freely between her legs, rubbing vigorously against that warm, moist source, arousing her as well. Her legs clamped tightly around my hands, twisting back and forth.

"I... I like you..." she whispered, trying to lower her voice. My heart warmed, and I hugged her even tighter. And so, we pledged our lives to each other.

After we confessed our feelings, her legs clamped tightly around my hand. I rubbed her genitals even harder; I could feel the dampness even through her outer clothes, and her panties must have been soaked. Unable to resist my touch, she reached out and touched mine. Through my pants, she slowly moved down from my erect penis, until she reached it. Her body trembled, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly, "Is this... a boy's thing?" I looked down at her and said, "Yes, does it feel good?" She said shyly, "It feels good, so good, I can't stop." We, two shy young people, touched each other's longed-for forbidden places. My lust grew even stronger, and I reached out to pull down her panties so we could complete the grand ceremony of sexual intercourse. She cried out in surprise, covering her virginity with both hands, and whispered, "No... I'm sorry, my lord, but not now." She said pitifully, "I'm still a virgin, I can't lose it." Although her beauty made my hard penis unbearable, I still managed to suppress my lust. Yes, judging from her attire, she must be a lady of high birth; her virginity is more precious than gold. If I love her, how can I take such a precious thing from her in this desolate wilderness? I must marry her properly before doing this.

Though unwilling, I still restrained the urge in my penis, only using my fingers to caress her incredibly alluring virginity. Her body grew hotter and wetter, and her trembling became more intense. Finally, with a soft moan, she lost her virginity to me. The way her face looked at me, so full of pleasure yet so shy and delicate, at that moment, completely captivated me. I secretly vowed that I would stay with her no matter where we were, protecting her and never being separated.

She touched me too; her little hands were so delicate, making me feel incredibly good. Unfortunately, I could tell it was her first time touching a man's body, and she didn't know how to do it. She couldn't make me climax, until she was completely limp from my touch, collapsing into my arms and falling asleep defenselessly, like an innocent baby.

When I woke up the next day, I saw her looking at me with her big, innocent eyes, filled with love, yet also with some deep thoughts that no one else could tell. I looked at her beautiful appearance, a young woman just coming of age, like a budding flower, not yet completely shedding her childishness. I held her tightly in my arms, kissed her, and said affectionately, "Where do you live? I'll go and propose to you, marry you, and we'll be together for life." She suddenly lowered her head with a hint of sadness, "Husband, you... can't marry me." I quickly asked her, "Why? Why? Are you already betrothed to someone else?" But she was clearly still a virgin.

She lowered her head, hesitant to speak, "Husband, don't ask anymore, I really can't marry you." My heart sank into ice, and I stood there frozen for a long time. Suddenly, I hugged her tightly again and said, "It's alright, even if I don't marry you, as long as I can be by your side, I'll be content." She shook her head again and said, "That's impossible too." I shook her as if I were about to cry, "Why, why, who are you, and what's wrong with you? I want to be with you, I can't live without you!" Seeing my distress, she was also very sad, tears streaming down her face, "But, there really is no way." "Is there really no way? No matter what, as long as I can be by your side, that's enough.

No matter what, no matter the cost, I just want to be with you." She shook her head, thought for a long time, and finally bit her lip, saying in a very soft, sorrowful voice,

"I am the daughter of the current emperor, Princess Hongyu."

My heart trembled.

The woman I swore an oath of eternal love with in my arms that night was the twelfth daughter of the current emperor, named Hongyu, fourteen years old this year. Her mother was a palace maid, but she was naturally innocent and charming, deeply loved by her father. When she was six, the Imperial Advisor saw her and said that she was a celestial fairy descended to earth to protect the royal family. This girl could not be married, but should be raised in the palace to pray to heaven, her existence kept secret, and she should not be seen by the royal family. The emperor was overjoyed upon hearing this and hurriedly built the Hongyu Palace for her in accordance with the Imperial Advisor's words, so that she could live in the palace and pray every day. Over time, he forgot about this daughter.

Yesterday, as usual, she went out of the palace to worship at Mount Putuo. Because her identity was a secret in the palace, she was only accompanied by her personal maid and eunuch. Unexpectedly, she encountered thieves, but fortunately, I saved her.

"Hongyu cannot marry. The prosperity of the royal family depends on Hongyu, and Hongyu cannot wander the world with her husband. Today, Hongyu can only return to the palace, and we will never see each other again..." At this point, Hongyu burst into tears.

Separated from her beloved immediately, never to see him again, I also cried and hugged Hongyu tightly. "Hongyu, Hongyu, I don't want to be separated from you. Can I go to the palace to be with you? As long as I can be with you every day, I'll do anything, even be your servant." "Husband, you are the one Hongyu loves, how can I let you be a servant?" "It's alright, Hongyu, I just want to be with you." "But Hongyu only has palace maids and..." "And what? Tell me quickly!" I asked her anxiously.

"And... eunuchs..." She lowered her head.

I lowered my head and thought for a moment, then burst into laughter through my tears: "Then, Hongyu, I'll go to the palace and become a eunuch, staying in Hongyu Palace to be with you day and night!" "No!!" Hongyu was shocked and instinctively covered my lower body. "No, my husband is such a good man, how can you become a eunuch? You should find a good woman to spend your life with, you can't ruin your body for Hongyu!" "No! I only want Hongyu!! To be with Hongyu, I'll go to the palace right now." "No!! No!! Husband!! Promise Hongyu, you mustn't do such a thing!!" Hongyu suddenly stood up shakily and ran out of the cave. "Hongyu is gone!! Forget Hongyu!!" Tears streamed down her face. When I came to my senses, Hongyu had already disappeared from sight. I ran out to look for her everywhere, searching all day long, but still couldn't find her. I sat down dejectedly on the ground, watching the sunset. Hongyu, my beloved Hongyu, would I never see her again?

Suddenly, a glimmer of hope flashed through my heart. Hongyu was a princess; even if I couldn't find her now, she would eventually return to the palace. As long as I entered the palace, I could be by her side.

Thinking of this, I immediately regained my spirits. I composed myself and prepared to set off for the capital the next morning.

Chapter Two: Visiting Prostitutes

After three days, I arrived in the capital. As expected, it was a place of great prosperity, dazzling the eyes, with so many beautiful women on the streets that it was hard not to turn heads.

Fortunately, I was a wealthy young master, having traveled for many years and seen quite a bit of the world, and I had also inquired about the situation in the palace. The rules in the palace were quite lenient; once I entered the palace, as long as I had enough money, it was easy to get a job in any palace, and even a leisurely position with no real work was easy to obtain.

I found a grand inn in a bustling part of the city, chose an auspicious day, and then rested for a few days.

The day before my castration, I stepped out of my room, thinking about how my penis would be removed the next day. So I decided to find a brothel to enjoy one last round of pleasure.

Not far from the inn was a brothel, grand in appearance, with beautiful girls, and very lively. The girls soliciting business were completely naked below their undergarments, only a triangular piece of cloth covering their fair thighs, making my penis throb with desire. I thought to myself, "No wonder this is the capital." Since it was my last time before castration, I naturally wanted to find a girl I liked and have a good time.

After much deliberation, I finally chose a girl named Qing'er. Qing'er looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face, a slender waist, and full hips and thighs, especially a pair of enormous breasts that seemed ready to burst out. My penis immediately became hard, thankfully covered by my long robe, otherwise I would have been embarrassed.

Following Miss Qing'er into the room, watching her full hips sway as she walked, my manhood grew increasingly swollen, no longer concealable. Upon entering, Qing'er turned and gave me a flirtatious wink, her face flushing as she glanced at the shape of my manhood beneath my clothes, giggling.

"Young master, can't wait any longer?" she asked, gesturing for me to sit on a large, carved chair. She approached me, wrapping her arms around my neck, her legs rising to encircle my waist. Her full inner thighs and the alluring pubic area beneath her bodice pressed tightly against my body and manhood. Her body was so supple, it stirred my desire. My swollen manhood, through my clothes and bodice, greedily rubbed against her pubic area and thighs, moving uncontrollably. But she wasn't finished. She cupped her large breasts in her hands, kneading them in front of me, half of them spilling out from the top of her bodice, just inches away, making my mouth dry and my thirst unbearable.

"Young master, am I horny?" she said, swaying her full hips and wrapping her legs around my waist with a seductive air. "Horny, you're the horniest woman I've ever seen," I said passionately, my hands already kneading her soft, large breasts. Hearing me call her horny, she rubbed her genitals against my penis even more tenderly, and I was overwhelmed with pleasure, panting heavily.

Her breasts were burning hot from my touch, and her legs spread even wider, wrapping around me until I was unbearably aroused. Her alluring face conveyed desire, and her lips were filled with sensual longing. I could no longer restrain myself, and I pulled out my already engorged, five-inch penis, parted Qing'er's bodice, and thrust it into her wet genitals.

"Ah..." she let out a soft cry, followed by a series of moans and groans, "So...so good...mmm...ah...you've filled me up..." She swayed her full hips seductively, her soft thighs tightly gripping my waist. My penis thrust in and out of her body with excitement, her wet and slippery virginity giving me unparalleled pleasure, this union was like paradise. She made soft, wet sounds as I penetrated her, indescribably wonderful.

"So...so good...your penis...so good..." she moaned dazedly, her sexy hips supported by me as I thrust passionately, fragrant sweat seeping from her back. She gripped my back tightly, constantly emitting wanton cries, occasionally biting her lip to endure.

We were both immersed in the ecstasy of lust, frantically copulating, half an incense stick later, I hadn't ejaculated and she hadn't lost her virginity either, but we were both panting with pleasure. I felt sorry for her, so I slowed my thrusting slightly. She lay half-naked on top of me, her fair legs wrapped around me, her breasts pressed against my chest, her face close to mine, and she said sweetly,

"Good brother, your big cock is so amazing, Qing'er loves it so much." She pouted and squeezed it tightly with her virginity. "Qing'er really loves it... ahh... often... in the future..." She swayed her full hips, panting. "Come... use it... ah... ah... thrust... Qing'er... okay...?" Qing'er used her virginity to wrap around my big cock as it went in and out. "Big cock... so big... so... great... Qing'er... loves it so much..." She said these shameless words in a daze of passion. "Use it often... fuck... Qing'er... okay?" At this point, Qing'er blushed. I was also moved by her and became even more excited, thrusting harder.

"Ah...ah...Qing'er wants to be with it...forever...Qing'er wants to be...fucked...by it every day..." Hearing this, I suddenly felt a pang of sadness. I embraced Qing'er and kissed her beautiful face, filled with desire and satisfaction. "Qing'er..." "Brother...love brother..." Qing'er responded passionately, her expression incredibly alluring.

I kissed Qing'er silently, "I love having sex with Qing'er...mmm...my cock...in Qing'er's virginity...it feels so good..." "Then come find Qing'er every day." Qing'er embraced me tightly, enjoying the thrusts of my cock.

"But...Qing'er...this is the last time. We can't do it again." I said somewhat dejectedly.

"Why, brother, don't you want Qing'er anymore...ah...ah..." Qing'er teased, her hips still swaying.

"No...it's me...I probably won't come again..."

"Are you leaving the capital?"

"No...I won't stay in the capital forever. It's just...I'm going to the palace..." "Ah..." Qing'er gestured with her finger at the base of my penis in surprise, "Is this what you want?" "Mmm..." I nodded.

"So it's pre-castration prostitution?" Qing'er, with a flirtatious yet somewhat disdainful air, lay on top of me, twisting her hips and genitals even more vigorously, engaging in intercourse with my large penis. It seems that as a prostitute in the capital, she receives quite a few customers like this. "Then Qing'er will have to work even harder, this is the last time." From the smile on her lips, I could tell that this woman of the night only liked my large penis.

"But you, my love, with such a big cock and such a generous heart, would actually go to the palace to be castrated and become a eunuch for fame and fortune?" Qing'er laughed lasciviously as she tended to my soon-to-be-castrated cock. "You men, I really don't understand. Even if you become rich and powerful one day, what's the point if you can't play with women anymore?" She wiggled her hips. "You'll never be able to do this again. And you're so long-lasting. After being castrated, no matter how big, hard, or long-lasting you are, it won't matter." Thinking that he would never be able to do this again, I thrust into Qing'er even more greedily, kneading her fair body, trying to squeeze out as much pleasure as possible. Seeing my passion, Qing'er shook her large breasts even more seductively. "Brother, you're so horny, yet you're willing to castrate yourself? Men's desire for fame and fortune is truly unbelievable." "No... I'm not doing this for fame and fortune... ah... um..." I said, lost in passion, "It's just that my beloved is in the palace, forever unable to leave. I can only be reunited with her by castrating my penis and entering the palace." Qing'er stopped moving, a look of surprise appearing on her alluring face, but her virginity was already soaking wet.

"Really? My love, is what you're saying true? You're castrating yourself for the woman you love?" "Yes..." I looked into her eyes and nodded, "I just want to be with her." Qing'er suddenly hugged me tightly, her virginity erupting with a torrent of fluid, her legs and beautiful buttocks wrapping around me with a hundred times more alluring than before, sending my penis soaring to heaven.

"Is it comfortable, brother?" Qing'er asked shyly.

"I've never felt so wonderful and comfortable... it's almost unbearably comfortable..." I said, lost in passion.

"Because Qing'er... loves you..." Tears suddenly streamed from Qing'er's large eyes, like pear blossoms in the rain, utterly moving. "Since Qing'er can remember, all the men she's seen only love their own manhood." She pressed her head against my chest. "They only treat women as playthings, seeking women only to satisfy their own desires." "But... but... brother, you..." she cried, "You're actually willing to castrate your penis for the woman you love!" She hugged me tightly, saying, "You are such an extraordinary man, Qing'er loves you. Really, really! Qing'er will be with you to the ends of the earth, Qing'er will do anything for you, I don't ask to be your lover, just to be your maid, your sex slave, that's all I ask." Qing'er sobbed against my chest, and I was moved by her, hugging her tightly. After a long while, she raised her head, tenderly stroking my penis. "Brother...it's the last day...Qing'er...Qing'er...make brother feel good..."

Chapter Three: Copulation

"Qing'er...I love you..." "Since Qing'er can remember, all the men she's seen only love their own thing. They treat women as playthings, seeking women only to satisfy their own desires." "But...but...Brother, you...you're actually willing to castrate your penis for the woman you love." "You're such an extraordinary man, Qing'er loves you. Really, really! I'll be with you to the ends of the earth, I'll do anything for you." "I don't ask to be your lover, just be your maid, your sex slave, that's fine too." Qing'er said, leading me to the bed. She kissed me passionately, nestled against me, wrapped her fair legs around me, her plump buttocks swaying up and down, her virginity flowing like a torrent. The scene was so sensual. I greedily held Qing'er's shoulders tightly with both hands, sucking on her soft, large breasts, and excitedly pounding my huge, white, and firm penis against her virginity.

"Ah... Brother, your virginity is so big... so comfortable... ah... ah..." she moaned and groaned, her lips slightly parted, emitting soul-stirring sounds. Softness and pleasure mixed with wanton cries of joy. Her heart was burning with spring fever and confused. She no longer had any restraint, and she moaned and groaned incessantly. "Mmm... um... ah... Brother... harder... Qing'er loves you so much..." I was also completely ignited by her. I gently endured for a moment, then thrust in and out forcefully. My thick penis went in and out of Qing'er's virginity, which was full of spring water, as if it were no one else's place.

"Oh...oh...ah...good brother...it's so wonderful...harder...ah...hum...it's amazing!" Qing'er moaned and cried out shamelessly in pleasure. Excitedly, she clung tightly to me, her raised legs hooking around my waist, her full hips twisting and thrusting to meet the friction of my member. Completely intoxicated by my member and her love, her virginity was filled with spring water, her heart brimming with love, deeply enveloping my member, grinding tightly, a tender union of body and soul. This was an extreme pleasure she had never experienced as a prostitute, serving customers—the desire and love with her beloved.

Qing'er panted heavily, drenched in fragrant sweat, her eyes half-closed, her beautiful face displaying the joy of complete physical and mental satisfaction. "Good...brother...I feel so...so good...good...brother...I feel so good...my body and mind...are...um...um...I can't...I can't take it...ah...the first time...I'm so happy..." Qing'er's innocent yet wanton moans came frequently from her sexy and alluring red lips, and streams of spring water poured out, flowing down her thighs, soaking the bed in an instant. The two of them were immersed in lust and deep affection. I kissed her neck. "Qing'er...are you comfortable..." "Um...um...bad brother...I'm so wet...oh...Qing'er...really...so...happy." Qing'er's delicate body trembled uncontrollably, moaning continuously, her spring passion overflowing with boundless pleasure. I thrust in and out dozens more times, then pulled my penis out. Qing'er's alluring eyes caught sight of my white and very thick penis between my legs, making her mouth dry and unable to put it down.

I parted Qing'er's long, slender, and fair legs, lifted her calves with both hands and placed them on my shoulders. Holding my erect penis, I teased her tender, moist, and yearning virginity with the sensitive tip. Qing'er's plump buttocks arched upwards incessantly, her virginity opening and closing like a mouth, seemingly eager for food. "Oh...please stop teasing me...good brother...I want a big...big penis...please, just put it in..." Having grown up in a family of scholars and poets, hearing Qing'er utter that most lewd and obscene term filled me with irrepressible lust.

With a forceful thrust, my entire penis slid in, and I began to thrust passionately back and forth. My large penis filled her virginity completely, and with each thrust, Qing'er felt a tingling sensation all over her body, moaning incessantly. The sounds of male and female genitalia colliding were incessant. Qing'er was completely entranced, so comfortable that she raised her plump buttocks high, swaying back and forth to meet the intense thrusting of my huge cock. She was lost in the passion of intercourse, experiencing boundless pleasure and joy.

"Ah... Brother... Good brother... So comfortable... Mmm... Do whatever you want... I... I'm fine... Qing'er... Qing'er is yours..." Qing'er's virginity was already a vast expanse of water. That wet place felt so good; it turns out love is the greatest aphrodisiac. Qing'er gasped like a lost soul, drenched in fragrant sweat. Suddenly, her eyebrows furrowed, and she gripped my back tightly, her soul leaving her body. A gush of hot spring water gushed out as she lost herself.

My cock, already swollen and uncontrollable by Qing'er's boundless spring water

, was now overwhelmed by the torrent of her lovemaking, this most seductive and alluring spring of a daughter. I could no longer hold back and violently ejaculated. My unparalleled, enormous penis unleashed all its lust, pouring it all onto Qing'er's most virgin and lustful spot, ejaculating for a very long time. Qing'er cried out loudly as I ejaculated, "Ah...good brother...you...you...ah ah...Qing'er...is going to...lose again...ah ah ah ah..." Under my frenzied ejaculation, she lost her virginity once more.

After ejaculating, Qing'er collapsed onto me, her lips pouting with love. I hugged her tightly, blushing, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qing'er, Qing'er's virginity is just too pleasurable, brother...I ejaculated prematurely..." Qing'er lay on me, shyly saying, "Bad brother, it's been almost half an hour, and this is considered premature ejaculation? What about normally..." Her face turned even redder, "Wouldn't that drive Qing'er crazy?" With that, she gently kissed my chest.

"But my big cock can go for hours without ejaculating, often all night long." I hugged Qing'er tightly. "It's because Qing'er is so beautiful. But it's only been half an hour between brother and Qing'er, how embarrassing." "Good brother..." Qing'er said, blushing. "Then Qing'er is so lucky. From now on, brother, come to Qing'er every night. Qing'er will lose herself every day under brother's long-lasting big cock." As she spoke, she nestled even more affectionately in my arms.

The sweet tenderness rekindled the burning passion in my heart. I suddenly thought of something and said to Qing'er.

"This is pre-castration prostitution, thankfully it came." I kneaded her fair and alluring body, "If you don't come tonight, you'll never be able to again." "Ah..." Qing'er heard this and let out a soft, pitiful cry, "Don't say prostitution." She pouted, "Qing'er belongs to brother, always. This isn't prostitution, it's Qing'er loving brother." She knelt down below me, lowered her head, and reached out to grab my fair and huge penis. She held it in her hand, and it became hard again from her playing. The object was like white jade, more than five inches long and one and a half inches thick, and it was still growing, instantly making the girl feel the heat of spring.

"Qing'er is so reluctant, so reluctant to part with it." Qing'er held this treasure with pity, this treasure that would be castrated tomorrow, "Qing'er will make brother happy." She took the glans into her mouth and began to stroke it up and down. "Ah... ah..." I groaned softly in pleasure. My penis jumped up and down with Qing'er's strokes. Qing'er's eyes were alluring, her full breasts trembling and swaying, a sight that made one's blood boil. Although Qing'er revealed her true, innocent side to me, she was, after all, a seductive and incredibly alluring woman at heart.

A smile played on her lips, exuding an indescribable charm and wantonness.

Her left hand grasped and stroked my large penis, her beautiful cherry-like mouth opening to take the glans into her mouth, sucking it several times. Her right hand held my testicles. Then, Qing'er's small mouth released the glans, her tongue teasing it. Her left hand vigorously stroked my penis, causing drops of white fluid to flow from its opening. She licked it with her tongue, then gently bit the glans with her teeth. Her hands continuously caressed and kneaded my testicles. With each pinch and rub, each stroke and suck, my penis grew even harder and thicker!

"Oh...good...Qing'er...your little mouth...so amazing...it feels so good..." Qing'er's tongue skills made me moan incessantly! While she was sucking my big cock, she looked at my pleasurable appearance with lust, sucking the glans desperately, saying she loved my cock to death. My big cock became even harder, trembling frequently in her little mouth, and I could no longer hold back. "Qing...Qing'er...I...I'm going to...I can't hold back anymore..." "Brother...Brother, don't hold back...come out...come out in Qing'er's mouth..." Thinking that tomorrow, this cock, glans, and testicles, which had been so pleasurable by Qing'er's enchanting little mouth and body, would all be gone, and I would never be able to do this kind of thing again, never be able to enjoy this pleasure again, I could no longer hold back and released streams of hot semen into Qing'er's mouth. Every pore opened, stimulating and shooting out. I ejaculated for a long time, the pleasure was as bright as the sun and moon shining together.

"The second time... still so much, so amazing..." Qing'er swallowed my essence in large gulps, her face flushed and shy as she spoke to me.

"Qing'er wants this too, doesn't she?" After resting for a moment, I parted Qing'er's legs, looking at her alluring, gushing virginity, wanting to soothe her and tease her desire with my tongue. But she gently covered her virginity with her slender hand.

"Brother, this... can still be done after castration..." Qing'er said shyly, "Tonight, let brother's 'that' be happy first." She tenderly pinched my lower body and said gently, "There won't be any tomorrow." Thinking of this, I no longer refused and enjoyed Qing'er's lips and tongue serving me once more... Throughout the night, I ejaculated four times in Qing'er's virginity, twice in her fragrant lips, three times while her jade hands caressed me, once when her white and plump thighs rubbed my crotch, and twice while masturbating in front of Qing'er's beautiful, naked body.

I had never masturbated before, and I felt that rubbing my own genitals was extremely vulgar and filthy. Qing'er, knowing this, licked my penis while saying that it wasn't filthy at all, and that it would be a regret if I had never done it. As she spoke, one of her delicate hands grasped mine and placed it on my penis, while her other small hand slipped between her legs and began to caress her genitals. Her hand was immediately wet with desire, and under her seduction, we masturbated together.

I climaxed for Qing'er twelve times, until my penis could no longer stand erect, and I couldn't ejaculate, but the fire of desire still burned within me. I greedily rubbed my limp penis against Qing'er's tender thighs; it felt so good, even limp, it felt so good… The next day, I slept with Qing'er until late morning, then sat up limply and straightened my clothes. Qing'er gently hugged me from behind, kissing my neck with lingering affection. I whispered, "Qing'er, I have to go, I'm going to the palace." Qing'er hugged me tightly, crying out, "No! Brother, don't go... Qing'er can't bear to leave..." "My dear Qing'er," I kissed her little mouth, "Brother will come back to find Qing'er." Qing'er immediately stopped crying and smiled, "Brother, promise Qing'er, you will..." "But... when you come back, brother will have been castrated, and you won't have that big penis to give Qing'er the pleasure she had yesterday..." "Even if you're castrated, you'll still come to find Qing'er." Qing'er hugged me tightly, resting her head on my shoulder. "As long as brother is here, Qing'er will be happy... Qing'er is only happy when she's with brother." I hugged Qing'er tightly, kissing her rosy cheeks.

"Brother promises Qing'er," Qing'er looked earnestly into my eyes. Although she was still completely naked, her large breasts rolling around bare, she resembled a chaste and virtuous woman. "Even if you are castrated, Qing'er will still be your woman. After you are castrated, as soon as you can leave the palace, you will come to find Qing'er. Promise me, okay?" I looked into Qing'er's eyes and nodded earnestly. Qing'er hooked her little finger with mine and said, "Pinky promise, no take-backs." I took her little finger and silently said in my heart, "I will definitely come back to find you."

Then, Qing'er helped me dress, meticulously tidying my clothes from head to toe. She said that she was my woman, and I was going to do something important today, so she had to make sure I was dressed in the most proper, handsome, and beautiful attire.

I kissed Qing'er passionately, then straightened my back, walked out of the brothel, and headed towards the palace.

Chapter Four: Palace Maidens

. After parting from Qing'er, I walked alone towards the palace. Today was the day I was supposed to be castrated and enter the palace. A fortune teller was also there, fiddling with a tortoise shell, proclaiming that entering the palace today would bring great fortune, and that I would be promoted, wealthy, and incredibly powerful. I thanked the old man, but I had no desire for promotion or wealth; I only hoped to enter the palace and see my beloved Princess Hongyu.

Because I had spent the money well, a young eunuch escorted me into the palace, leading me directly to the castration room. The eunuch took out a document from his sleeve, on which, in neat, small characters, were written the prices for different castration procedures. Some procedures cost no money at all, with a novice castrator cutting off the flesh in one stroke, the remains discarded on the spot. Others cost several hundred taels, performed by a master castrator from a renowned family, using the finest herbs for healing, and the removed flesh carefully preserved, wrapped in the finest yellow silk and returned the same day. At the very bottom, there was a procedure costing a thousand taels, inscribed with three large characters: "Virgin Castration."

Upon seeing those three words, my heart skipped a beat, and a slight stirring stirred within me. I asked the young eunuch. He replied that this was the highest form of castration, performed by a young, beautiful maiden from the palace, wielding a pair of embroidered scissors. At the very last moment, my penis would be grasped tightly by her jade-like hands and removed by this embroidered instrument, falling softly to the ground amidst fragrant powder. In an instant, a celestial being, with rosy cheeks and jade teeth, would tenderly ask if it hurt. This was nothing short of a man's dream. However, most who entered the palace as eunuchs were poor, coming for a living, and very few could afford this price. Even if half could be paid on credit, he had never seen anyone fortunate enough to choose this option since he began introducing this profession.

The thought that my virginity could be castrated in the final moments by a beautiful young woman was a truly unexpected delight. Without hesitation, I paid the full amount and, led by the dumbfounded young eunuch, went to the castration room.

As expected of the highest standard, the castration room was ornately decorated, clean and elegant, almost like a newlywed's bridal chamber.

A large bed carved from rosewood, shaped like a dragon and phoenix, was covered with embroidered sheets, making it incredibly comfortable.

I sat on the bed, waiting for the eunuch to arrive. Thinking of Hongyu, thinking of Qing'er, and thinking of my virginity about to be taken away, I felt a pang of regret. I couldn't take it with me to see my beloved, whom I longed for day and night; there was a slight sense of disappointment.

But then I thought that this was the highest standard of castration, and that my virginity would be wrapped in fine silk and sent back in a few days. It would only be a few days apart, and I felt a little comforted.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a fragrant breeze wafted in, and a beautiful young woman of sixteen or seventeen entered. She had an oval face, a slender figure, and was dressed in court attire, exuding elegance and grace. Her small breasts were encased in long sleeves, making one hesitant to take liberties. Her figure was graceful, her gait like a lotus floating on water. Especially striking were her small feet, clad in white cloth socks and plain embroidered shoes, which, combined with her dignified and aloof air, aroused even more desire.

Her initially stern expression softened slightly upon seeing me, a handsome young man two or three years her senior. She walked three steps away from me, parted her cherry lips slightly, and said, each word like a pearl: "Liu Jie, a native of Lujiang, Yangzhou, voluntarily castrated himself to serve in the Forbidden City, removing his filthy and impure parts. He vowed to remain pure and loyal to the imperial concubines and princesses, with no ulterior motives, until death. Liu Jie, do you have any regrets?" I replied solemnly, "No regrets." "Today, the castration will be performed by Wan'er, a sixth-rank female official. Please bathe and undress." There was a bathtub in the inner room. Following Wan'er's instructions, I entered the inner room, washed myself, and changed into a plain white robe, with a sash at the front.

After bathing, I sat on the bed in my white robe. Wan'er gestured for me to untie it, revealing my un-castrated member. I felt somewhat embarrassed, but still removed the sash and undressed. Wan'er blushed upon seeing it, and my face turned red as well.

My virginity was fully erect. It was about five inches long and a little over an inch and a half thick, white and tender, full of youthful vigor. At first glance, it looked like white jade. Wan'er's heart trembled, and she whispered, "Jade stem, jade stem, is this it?" I didn't speak, but just nodded. This Wan'er, although a female official who had undergone castration, probably found virgin castration too expensive, and this was probably her first time seeing a man's penis.

Wan'er walked over, bent down to look at it, and held it with her hand, preparing to castrate herself. But she felt that this thing had a magical power, making her feel that she couldn't put it down, so she simply touched it a little more. She muttered to herself, "Although I have practiced it many times, I have always practiced it with white jade. I didn't expect that this thing is really like white jade, jade stem, jade stem, it really is like this." I saw her tender, fairy-like little hands touching my jade stem, and her dignified little mouth uttering such innocent words. I couldn't control myself any longer, and my jade stem swelled up even more and became thicker and larger. I, emboldened by lust, asked her, "Miss Wan'er, after seeing it today, is the jade stem truly a filthy and defiled thing?" Wan'er thought for a moment and said, "Yes. That's what the sages in the palace say." I said, "Jade is a pure and chaste thing. The jade stem is similar to jade, how could it be filthy?" Wan'er thought for a moment and remained silent. Suddenly, she looked up and asked me, "Young master, you are handsome and so generous. I suppose you're not doing this for a living. If the jade stem is a good thing, why bother to castrate it and enter the palace as an official?" I said, "Because the person I love is in the palace, the only way to see her is through castration." Wan'er exclaimed in surprise, "But what use is a beautiful woman if you castrate your jade stem? All the pleasures you once shared in bed, the union of yin and yang, the ultimate joy of intercourse, will be impossible after castration." She shook her head and said, "How can one castrate oneself for a woman?" "I understand the principle of the jade stem. Don't men often say that women are just playthings to serve the jade stem?" I said solemnly, "I have never had sexual relations with my beloved. My love for her is in my heart, not in the jade stem. For my love, I am willing to give up this white jade stem and the pleasure of intercourse." "Wan'er's eyes widened, "Is there really someone like you in this world who would give up even the jade stem for the sake of love?" I nodded solemnly, "Exactly." "Wan'er suddenly lowered her almond eyes, let out a soft moan, and collapsed into my arms. Her eyes were filled with tears as she hugged me and murmured, "Brother Jie, there is such a wonderful man as you in the world. You are the dream of every woman. Wan'er loves you, and Wan'er can't bear to castrate your jade stem. Although Wan'er is a virgin and doesn't know anything about the bedroom, she still wants to make brother happy. You said that Wan'er can make brother happy with anything." I held Wan'er, my heart filled with excitement. From the moment Wan'er entered, I had been staring at her small feet, those jade-like feet already igniting my desire. I blushed slightly, pointed at her feet, and whispered, "Is this alright?" Wan'er's face burned with embarrassment, she hugged me tightly, and took off her embroidered shoes...

Chapter Five: The Virgin

Wan'er lowered her almond-shaped eyes, filled with affection, and said with boundless love, "Good brother, is there really such a remarkable man as you in this world, who would even forsake his own manhood for the sake of love?" She buried her head in my chest, "Good brother, Wan'er loves you. This clean room will remain undisturbed all day and night. Wan'er wants to make brother comfortable, wants brother to have a good time." Her face flushed, and she said even more shyly, "Wan'er's body is given to brother." Seeing the dignified Wan'er so shy, I could no longer restrain myself. I placed her on the bed, rolled over and pinned her beneath me, but dared not be too presumptuous. My hands caressed Wan'er's smooth back. This virgin, who had never experienced intimacy, initially showed pleasure followed by confusion. Then, inexperienced, she gently tried to touch me, yet remained shy. Her face slowly approached my chin, her breasts sliding against my body.

I felt a thrilling pleasure surge through me, my penis quickly hardening, pressing tightly against Wan'er's virginity. I felt dizzy, my mind becoming hazy. I wrapped my arms around the back of Wan'er's head, stroking down her neck and smooth back. Wan'er's body trembled. Only then did she realize that she was pressed against a man's body, her skin either through a thin garment or directly in contact with him, her naked upper body being held in the mouth of her beloved Jie-gege. The feeling was wonderful, but how could a chaste woman act like this? Wan'er, while her body slid into my arms in enjoyment, her dogma made her want to leave quickly.

Just as she hesitated, a sudden warmth came from her back, sliding down to her buttocks.

Wan'er's whole body went numb, and she was instantly unable to move. Even more shameful was that a hard, naughty thing was pressing against her virginity. Yet, she seemed neither angry nor wanting to resist. Dazzled by my lust, Wan'er stopped thinking; this was her beloved Jie-gege.

I gently unbuttoned Wan'er's clothes, and her two small, firm, white breasts captivated my gaze. Her small, cherry-like nipples hardened. I placed one hand on her left breast and took her right nipple into my mouth. Wan'er, this inexperienced virgin, couldn't withstand such stimulation. Her alluring lips parted slightly, emitting waves of soul-stirring moans. "Oh...oh...um...ah...ah...ah...it's so strange...brother...I...feel...so...so strange...ah..." Waves of pleasure surged through her, her body almost completely overwhelmed, enveloped in a strange sensation. In her dazed state, Wan'er writhed incessantly, the more she writhed, the more intense and unstoppable it became. This moan only fueled the fire, and I could no longer bear it. I pulled off Wan'er's lower garment. Just as I was about to remove her underpants, I suddenly remembered I couldn't be too hasty; it was Wan'er's first time. So I held back for

the moment. I also took off my own pants, my legs rubbing against Wan'er's, one hand caressing her face, kissing her lips. She responded passionately, her breasts naturally pressed against mine, and desire rippled between us.

My hand had already slipped inside Wan'er's underpants, my fingertips gently teasing her most sensitive, untouched clitoris. Wan'er's virginity was already overflowing with moisture, a veritable flood. She murmured strange, incoherent words, her starry eyes half-open, her entire body flushed red, writhing incessantly. "...Ah...Hmm...Ah! Ah! Ah!...Brother Jie...I feel so strange...Hmm...Ah...So shy...Brother...Brother...Brother..." The pleasure grew stronger, yet something seemed to be missing, a strong yearning for something, but she didn't know what it was. Besides calling out "Brother," Wan'er truly didn't know what else to do. She only knew to press herself tightly against me, scratching, biting, sucking, and rubbing against me. "...Ah...Ah..." Another wave of pleasure washed over her, her mind already clouded. She could only cling to Brother Jie like a lifeline. "...Hmm...Oh...Ah ... My erect penis pressed against the entrance of Wan'er's virginity. I could clearly see that small, pink, tender virginity, barely a line, yet already soaked to the bone.

My large penis had grown to a full six inches long and nearly two inches thick.

Wan'er's pained, unbearable expression seemed to urge me on. Her teeth were clenched, her small hands gripped the blanket tightly, and her naked body twisted gently, her breasts swaying with each movement.

No one could tolerate this situation any longer. I hugged Wan'er tightly, and with my enormous jade stem pressed against the entrance of her virginity, I thrust hard… “No! Brother… No…” Wan'er let out a heart-wrenching scream, her two jade hands gripping my large jade stem with all her might, as if it were about to break. Fortunately, she immediately let go. My jade stem, suddenly gripped and squeezed, stopped its deeper advance at the entrance of Wan'er's virginity, went limp for a moment, then instantly became erect again, and she regained her senses.

What a close call.

Wan'er, regaining her senses, tenderly stroked my large jade stem, lowered her head and gently blew on it, tears streaming down her face: “Does it hurt, brother? Brother, I'm sorry.” I picked up Wan'er. Although her grip on my jade stem had hurt so badly, I knew she must have some hidden reason. After Wan'er had cried enough in my arms, I cupped her face and kissed her, saying, "Brother doesn't blame Wan'er, brother doesn't hurt." Wan'er smiled through her tears, lowered her head and snuggled against me, her eyes drooping as she said softly,

"Wan'er really wants to give herself to Brother Jie, she really wants to be Brother Jie's woman." Wan'er's tears flowed again, "But, but, the rules in the palace are very strict. Wan'er is a female official who undergoes castration, and she is absolutely forbidden from having intercourse with men. Her virginity must never be lost.

" As Wan'er spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Every time I leave this castration room, there is an inspection, and there is another inspection every month. If I have done anything improper with this man who is to be castrated, or if I lose my virginity elsewhere, I will... I will..." Wan'er gripped my shoulders tightly, making my heart sink.

"What will happen?" I hugged Wan'er tightly. "If I lose my virginity, I'll be utterly disgraced, banished from the palace, and relegated to the lowest social class. And... confinement..." "Ah, confinement..." "Yes..." Wan'er lowered her eyes, speaking in anguish.

"Confinement means castrating Wan'er's female body. A woman's body isn't as easy to castrate as a man's. A woman's genitals aren't like a man's, standing erect; they're almost as if they were designed for castration," Wan'er said, flicking my large penis and sighing. "But to punish this lewd official who committed such a grave crime, castration is necessary, so we have to..." At this point, Wan'er, filled with immense fear, hid in my arms, sobbing, "They'll crush my lower body!" She then burst into tears. I gasped; my impulsive act in the heat of passion had almost brought Wan'er such a terrible fate. Fortunately, Wan'er regained her senses in time and preserved her virginity. That pinch and scream saved her reputation and her beautiful body, and prevented me from committing a grave mistake.

Although I hadn't committed a grave mistake, hearing that Wan'er was strictly forbidden from having relations with men, I felt deeply ashamed for having just undressed her and touched her breasts. I quickly released Wan'er, stepped aside, and hurriedly bowed to her:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Wan'er. I didn't know about this and did something that would ruin you. I deeply regret it." I bowed my head and said, "From now on, I will never dare to be disrespectful to you again, and I will never touch your body again. Please, Wan'er, quickly put on your clothes and get ready so you can cleanse me." Seeing my flustered state, Wan'er lowered her almond-shaped eyes, gently put on her clothes, and then came closer, hugging me tightly. "Silly brother, it's Wan'er who wants to make love with you. But I can't lose my virginity, but... but..." Wan'er's face was flushed, "As long as you don't penetrate my virginity, and they don't know we've had intercourse... Wan'er can still make you happy... I'll do anything..."

Chapter Six: Guarding

My Virginity I held Wan'er, my heart filled with excitement. Although my penis couldn't penetrate her virginity for intercourse, it fueled my unbearable desire. Wan'er's shy words about doing anything only intensified my lust. I immediately thought of something a hundred times more lewd than penetration, something rarely seen even in brothels and palaces. Even naked with legs spread, doing this would still fill me with shame—from the moment Wan'er entered, I'd been staring at her small feet, those jade-like feet fueling my burning desire. I blushed, pointed to her feet, and whispered, "How about this?" Wan'er's face burned with embarrassment. She hugged me tightly and took off her embroidered shoes… I grasped Wan'er's fair, enchanting feet and pulled them before me. Such beautiful, tender little feet! Women would rather remove their underpants than their embroidered shoes, rather let others see their virginity than their bound feet, and yet these feet were held in my hands like a dream. Wan'er's jade feet had thin, white, and tender skin. I held those flawless feet in my hands and gently caressed them. Wan'er's face flushed red with embarrassment, and the sensation of my touch on her feet was indescribably pleasurable. She gradually let out soft moans, and her whole body went limp. My hands gently caressed Wan'er's fair and tender feet. Wan'er's body trembled slightly, but she managed to control herself, shyly closing her beautiful eyes and silently enjoying the sensation.

I could no longer restrain myself. I took out my already engorged and uncontrollable penis and rubbed it against her smooth instep.

I closed Wan'er's feet together, trapping my penis between them, my soles rubbing against it, the pleasure growing stronger with each wave. Wan'er was shy and giggled softly as she pulled her legs back. I reluctantly grabbed her ankles and pulled them back.

Wan'er's jade feet remained there on my penis. My enormous penis, pressed against Wan'er's jade feet, trembled slightly with excitement. My jade stem gently rubbed against Wan'er's jade feet, a lightning-fast pleasure spreading throughout my body. My rubbing of her feet also gave Wan'er a powerful stimulation; my hard, hot jade stem roamed beneath her feet, making her so ashamed she wanted to disappear into the ground, yet a strange, intense pleasure arose within her, her virginity becoming even wetter, almost overflowing.

Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, Wan'er no longer hesitated, immediately clamping my jade stem between her feet and beginning to rub it.

Her soles met, her arches tightly enveloping the tip of my jade stem, her legs sliding back and forth, allowing my jade stem to rub freely between her white, soft feet.

"Is it comfortable... Brother Jie..." Wan'er whispered, her face flushed.

"Ah... so comfortable..." My penis was enjoying the touch of Wan'er's jade feet, the intense stimulation making my whole body tremble. This is something most people can never experience in their entire lives, something many promiscuous women would be too ashamed to do, yet it has come true like a dream, and it's happening to the most chaste virgin official, Wan'er, right before my eyes.

I looked at her, those alluring, white, tender feet, those virgin feet, as she was rubbing my penis!

Wan'er, so pure and beautiful, like a celestial being, was doing such a shameful and lewd thing to me, using her incredibly forbidden and seductive feet to perform footjob on my engorged penis.

Wan'er's feet continued to rub my penis, performing a dreamlike footjob for me. The underpants Wan'er had just put on were pulled down to her waist again, and with her legs spread apart, her virginity was completely exposed before my eyes. Wan'er's face turned even redder with shame, but she had already decided to let me, to let her beloved Jie-gege see.

The rubbing of Wan'er's feet was too much for me to bear; my penis, encased in Wan'er's soles, began to tremble involuntarily. The pleasure was almost beyond my limit; my whole body was tense and trembling uncontrollably. The extreme pleasure from Wan'er's jade feet had completely taken over my mind. My upper body was covered in sweat, my brows were furrowed, my jaw was clenched, and low moans kept escaping my throat. Although I had experience with women before, I had never experienced such intense pleasure. I was completely satisfied by Wan'er's jade feet, almost to the point of collapse, ready to explode at any moment.

Wan'er continued to clamp my penis between her legs with her feet, which excited me even more. I grabbed Wan'er's beautiful waist and thrust my penis between her legs forcefully, back and forth, sweating profusely, moaning incessantly. "Ah...almost there...it feels so good...ah..." I finally reached the climax, increasing the force, my penis pounding against Wan'er's jade feet, each thrust powerful and unrestrained.

"Ah...ah...Wan'er...so good...Brother...Brother...Brother can't take it anymore!!" I gasped for breath, moaning in a daze of passion, "Wan...Wan'er...I want to...release...on...your...jade feet..." "No!! Brother!! No...!" Hearing my moaning as I was about to ejaculate, Wan'er screamed and pulled back her alluring little feet, shaking me violently, crying and begging, "Brother, brother, no, please, please, don't ejaculate, please don't ejaculate, please don't ejaculate, please don't." Hearing Wan'er's heart-wrenching screams and pleas, I instinctively tried desperately to hold back the semen that was about to burst forth, clenching my teeth, squeezing my buttocks tightly, using all my strength, almost ejaculating several times, but in the end I managed to hold it back, forcibly suppressing it inside my body, suffering unspeakably.

"If Brother Jie ejaculates, there will be filth on the bed and the room will smell foul. Even the slightest hint of it will be noticed by the palace servants outside. They will know that Wan'er has committed adultery for you, and Wan'er will be imprisoned. You, too, will be considered to have committed adultery in the palace and will first be castrated and then exiled," Wan'er said meekly, nestled against my chest.

I was startled, a wave of fear washing over me. Thankfully, I had desperately held back my ejaculation; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable. My own castration and exile were minor compared to the consequences of implicating Wan'er. Looking at Wan'er's naked, pitiful appearance, my large penis throbbed uncontrollably, yearning to ejaculate immediately. For Wan'er's sake, I reluctantly placed myself on her body and said, "Brother doesn't want Wan'er to live in fear anymore. Quickly, castrate brother." Wan'er grasped my large penis, her face flushed, and teasingly said, "Brother, are you willing to do it?" I was filled with mixed feelings and could only turn my head away, "I'm reluctant... but for Wan'er's purity, quickly go and get the castration knife." Wan'er laughed sweetly, her voice like a silver bell, "Brother, why rush to castrate me? As long as you don't ejaculate, and Wan'er doesn't lose her virginity, no one will know." So Wan'er grasped my large jade stem, without getting the castration knife, but gently put it into her cherry-like mouth... A woman cannot lose her virginity, and a man cannot ejaculate; as long as we don't violate these two heavenly rules, we can indulge in lust to our heart's content.

Chapter Seven: Protecting Yang

Wan'er gently grasped my jade stem with her hand, warming my long-desired jade stem again; that comfortable feeling was incomparably wonderful. Immediately afterward, Wan'er took the entire head of the penis into her mouth, the hard shaft and her soft, fragrant tongue intertwining intensely.

Then Wan'er released the shaft, gently brushing it with her tongue and lips, before moving her head up and down, beginning oral sex. Her lips slid over the tip of the shaft again and again, making me feel incredibly good, almost causing my whole body to convulse. In my excitement, I grabbed the back of Wan'er's head with both hands, and began to thrust my lower body upwards, forcing Wan'er's mouth to open wider so that her fragrant lips could envelop my thick shaft, enduring its in-and-out movements.

However, my shaft was simply too long; despite Wan'er's best efforts and desperate sucking on the first half, she still couldn't take it all in! She felt the massive shaft filling her entire mouth, the tip reaching her throat, her breath coming in soft, panting sounds. My hands gripped tightly behind her neck, and she held my glans in her throat, her throat clenching as if massaging it, causing her to spasm involuntarily.

"Mmm... ooh... um... ooh..." Wan'er diligently performed oral sex on me.

Seeing Wan'er's pitiful appearance, I finally couldn't bear it and loosened my grip on her neck, letting Wan'er lift her head. Wan'er spat out my saliva-covered penis, panting heavily, her face still wet, and said to me with a plaintive tone, "Brother, yours... yours is just too big!..." As she spoke, Wan'er's face flushed, and she focused even more intently on swallowing and sucking my huge penis.

The intense pleasure made me let out bursts of comfortable and excited roars: "Oh... oh... oh... so... beautiful..." Wan'er continued to thrust, and I was about to ejaculate, so I quickly pushed Wan'er away, breathing heavily, desperately suppressing my urge to ejaculate, until finally, after a long time, I managed to hold back.

After several repetitions, the clever Wan'er learned this trick. Whenever I was about to lose control, she would hold her breath and stop licking, making my throbbing penis obediently hold back. Once she held back, she would use all her skills to pleasure me again. This repeated itself, and each time I held back, the time between ejaculation and pleasure would get shorter and shorter.

Finally, my penis was swollen to its limit, and I groaned with extreme pleasure and ecstasy, "I want it, I want it..." Just one more touch, and I would ejaculate. I couldn't hold back anymore; the instinctive desire to release my semen had taken over my entire being. I didn't care about the palace punishments, Wan'er's innocence, castration, confinement,

or exile. At that moment, I only wanted Wan'er to lick me one last time, to let me climax! To let me ejaculate!! But despite my desperate pleas, Wan'er didn't lick me one last time. Instead, she got up and left me.

Then, a castration knife was placed against my penis, which was swollen to its limit and about to ejaculate.

"It's time to castrate... Brother..." Wan'er said softly, her face flushed. "Brother's... big jade stem... can no longer enjoy Wan'er..." Wan'er said meekly, "If you... continue in this lustful state... you'll do that kind of thing..." I knew perfectly well what was going on. I closed my eyes and said to Wan'er, "Castrate him..." Wan'er gently picked up the castration knife and lightly rubbed it against my jade stem and scrotum, seemingly searching for the right spot to cut. The cold touch made me, in the throes of lust, suddenly erupt with the instinct of a man to protect his genitals.

"I don't want to be a eunuch!!" I suddenly covered my lower body with both hands and shouted.

"We're already here. If we go out of this room, we'll be eunuchs. How can we turn back?" Wan'er pouted and said helplessly.

"Then... can't I not be castrated..." I pleaded softly.

"Okay..." Wan'er lowered her head, her face flushed, and said shyly, "Wan'er's family's skill is to force brother's penis into her belly, which will deceive everyone."

Chapter Eight: Secretly Crossing the Chencang Pass

Wan'er held my large jade stem and gently put it into her cherry-like mouth... "A daughter cannot be defiled, and a man cannot ejaculate. As long as we don't violate these two heavenly rules, we can indulge in lust to our hearts' content." Although Wan'er's virginity could not be entered, her small feet and mouth were so enchanting that I was indescribably happy, until I could no longer hold back and ejaculated. I had to reluctantly give up. It was time to castrate him.

Although I had already made a vow that for the woman I loved, castrating my manhood was nothing to regret. A man's word is as good as his bond, and his penis and scrotum were nothing to worry about. But when castration came, the instinct of a man to protect his manhood made me subconsciously say soft words to Wan'er:

"...Can't you not castrate me... Wan'er..." I pleaded in a low voice.

It's not that I lack courage or my shoulders are weak, but that the sex toy is still incredibly important to a man. A large penis standing erect on the mountaintop, entering and exiting the jade-like opening, eliciting moans and groans from women—this is also an important way to hone a man's spirit; if castrated, the voice becomes thinner, and the appearance becomes like a woman's—what then? Most importantly, if the scrotum is gone, lust is insufficient, and one no longer desires women, then what's the point of this life?

This little Wan'er has already pledged herself to me; perhaps there's a chance?

"Alright…" Wan'er lowered her head, her face flushed, and said shyly, "Brother doesn't want to be castrated. Wan'er will do everything in her power to not castrate you and let you enter the palace. But… I still need brother's cooperation…" Wan'er's answer overjoyed me. I quickly lay down on the bed, spread my legs, and entrusted this manly body entirely to Wan'er's care.

Wan'er knelt beneath me, her fingers gently tracing the surface of my scrotum. Because I was lying down, I couldn't see her hands, only the sight of this beautiful young woman between my legs, so alluring. My lust was aroused again, and my penis hardened, accidentally pressing against Wan'er. Wan'er giggled, "Bad brother, no!" She pushed my penis away and her hand began to grope downwards. "

Brother Jie, bear with it," Wan'er's soft voice had barely faded when suddenly, a dull sensation came from my scrotum, a slight pain and a feeling of pressure. It lasted for a while, and cold sweat beaded on my forehead.

"Brother, bear with it," Wan'er's voice sounded strained. Then, the sensation disappeared, and I felt a sense of relief.

"I've squeezed my brother's 'spring' into my lower abdomen," Wan'er said, leading me to reach down and touch my scrotum, which was already flat and empty.

"Then, Wan'er has to cut off my brother's scrotum to pass through the Imperial Household Department. Don't worry, the 'spring' is in my lower abdomen, it's perfectly safe, it won't harm my brother's virility." Wan'er's skill was astonishing, and I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. I could enter the palace, see my love, and not be castrated.

I breathed a sigh of relief, deeply grateful, and stroked Wan'er's head with gratitude. The cleanup was left to Wan'er.

Wan'er carefully cut open my scrotum, severing the outer part. Her knife skills were superb, her fingers gentle. Although it hurt a little, it was almost unbearable. Thinking that my 'spring' had already secretly slept inside me, ensuring my safety for life, my heroic spirit grew even stronger, and I didn't utter a sound.

After cutting off the empty scrotum, Wan'er sprinkled on some medicinal powder. The bleeding was already minimal, and it quickly stopped, and the pain gradually lessened. Now, there, the scrotum has been removed, leaving only a small wound waiting to heal, making me look no different from a castrated eunuch. Who would have thought that my two testicles, not only were they not removed, but were also safely placed in my lower abdomen? From now on, day after day, with these two pairs of testicles, I could indulge in the pleasures of the beauties in the harem. It's truly indescribable.

As I thought about this, the pain in my lower body almost disappeared. Wan'er's naked half-body was incomparably beautiful.

Chapter Nine: A Man's Vow

After a bout of lovemaking, the minor surgery left me exhausted.

Lying on the couch, I rested for a while before my energy began to recover slightly.

At this moment, Wan'er was still beneath me, holding my jade stem. Her lower body was wrapped in a silk sheet, while her upper body was still naked. Her angelic skin and pink nipples made my heart flutter again, even though I had just recovered some energy.

My twin penises are now nestled inside my lower abdomen. It seems Wan'er was right; they are supplying me with endless desire and spring energy. My jade stem stands tall, a full five and a half inches, firm as a rod, white and tender as jade, quite spirited.

I see Wan'er gently holding my jade stem, occasionally kissing it, very affectionate. I can't help but think, thank goodness I wasn't castrated, otherwise what if this jade stem lost its vigor? Fortunately, we've already secretly consummated our relationship; in the future, I'll definitely use it to be intimate with Wan'er and do that thing. Although it's a pity that Wan'er's body cannot be broken, that we can't have intercourse between the male and female genitals, can't go all the way, Wan'er's little hands, little mouth, and little feet are so enchanting.

Wan'er, Wan'er, seeing how much you love it, how much you cherish it, in the future, we'll use it, and you'll have plenty of pleasure.

As I was thinking this, Wan'er was touching it, and my jade stem swelled even more, standing tall and erect. Wan'er's touch tightened, her grip becoming more and more intense, and I couldn't help but moan softly, gradually entering another blissful state. Wan'er's left hand grasped my tender, white penis, kneading it vigorously up and down, the kneading bringing me unbearable pleasure.

Wan'er gripped it even tighter, making my penis feel so full and pleasurable.

Suddenly, Wan'er's right hand picked up a sharp, pointed knife, and with a swift stroke—my five-inch-long penis, my tender, white penis, my proud, erect penis, my penis like a jade pillar and dragon, my penis that could withstand countless nights of passion, my penis that made young girls and young women yearn for love—was severed from its roots!

Caught off guard, I frantically tried to cover it, but it was too late.

My penis!

My

cock!

My penis!

My lifeblood!

My manhood! My penis! My cock

!

My fleshy rod!

My genitals!

My genitals!

It was severed from my lower body, separated by the roots, falling to the ground, not a single piece left, never to return.

I no longer have a penis! I clutched my lower body with both hands, groaning in pain. The feeling of emptiness made me acutely and painfully aware—"I no longer have a penis," or, to put it bluntly, in a more masculine way:

"I no longer have a penis."

I clutched my penisless lower body, agonizing for a long time, before finally raising my head and saying to Wan'er, "Wan'er, didn't we agree not to castrate?" Wan'er saw my immense pain, her eyes filled with reluctance and confusion, her face showing an innocent expression.

"Yes, I didn't castrate Brother Jie."

Seeing my incredulous look, Wan'er also looked puzzled. "Wan'er really didn't castrate Brother Jie. Castration is the removal of a man's essence and the source of his sexual desire. If I castrated Brother Jie, he wouldn't have any desire, but when Brother Jie looks at Wan'er," Wan'er lifted her waist, her small, jade-like breasts swaying, making one's desire surge again. "Brother still has desire for women, not at all, right?" After Wan'er's explanation, I was speechless. What this girl said was indeed true. After a moment, I came to my senses, looking at the jade stem that had just been erect on the ground, and feeling the emptiness between my legs, I asked Wan'er helplessly, "But, this..." "This is castration. The words 'castration' and 'cutting' are different. Removing the genitals is castration, cutting off the penis is cutting. Although they are mentioned side by side, they refer to different things. Just like people often say 'jump,' but jumping with both feet is 'jumping,' while leaping with one foot is 'leaping,' they are not the same. Wan'er would not be careless about such things. Brother didn't want to be castrated, afraid of losing his manhood, afraid of damaging his sexual ability, so Wan'er used the family secret technique to preserve brother's genitals, only cutting, not castrating him..." "Isn't this still castration..." I lay down on the bed helplessly, covering my forehead with my hand. Only a bookworm like Wan'er, who grew up in the deep palace, would nitpick about such things. Aside from these bookworms, how can the words "castration" and "emasculation" be separated? Castration simply means cutting off a man's penis, rendering him unable to have intercourse!

As the saying goes, a scholar encountering a soldier, and this time it truly was a scholar encountering a soldier—reason was useless. Confused Wan'er, one word's mistake, and a man's most important organ has been castrated by you! I helplessly collapsed onto the bed, while Wan'er carefully applied medicine, bandaged my wounds, and tended to them. Looking at her fearful and trembling expression, my heart softened.

So be it, so be it, castration is castration. After all, I swore an oath to castrate myself for the one I love. Compared to the presence or absence of a penis, keeping one's word is more important to a man, isn't it? It wouldn't be in vain that all those women have devoted themselves to me, this sentimental man. If I didn't castrate him, I would be letting them down, all those devoted women.

Since I'm going to the palace to become a eunuch, there are so many checks there; those two things simply can't remain there openly. Wan'er used an ancestral secret technique to push her two testicles into her lower abdomen to conceal them. But my big cock, that five-inch-long cock, even if she were a fairy from the moon, probably couldn't push it into her abdomen. How could I leave this clean room without castrating it?

Besides, leaving my two testicles intact means my libido isn't affected at all, and I'll still love girls, love jade bodies, love fucking as much as ever. That's the most important thing.

If I were facing a girl's body, her jade body lying there, wouldn't I be filled with lust and unable to stop?

If I looked at a girl's beautiful eyes, her seductive glances, but didn't want to spread her legs, fuck her hard, and have a three-hundred-round battle,

that would be the real tragedy.

At least for Wan'er in front of me, I still wish I could immediately pin her down and fuck her hard all night long.

That's enough, what more could I ask for?

After the bandaging was finished, Wan'er helped me out of the clean room to rest, and I saw that she had already cried her eyes out. My heart softened, and I hugged her, saying that I didn't blame her and thanked her for allowing Chunzi to remain intact, his manly spirit undiminished.

Chapter Ten: Absence Makes the Heart Blossom

After being castrated (although Wan'er believed she hadn't), my lower body was wrapped in thick white gauze, and I lay in bed for over half a month to recover. Because of the money I had spent and Wan'er's care, my quarters were very comfortable and spacious, and I had no duties. Wan'er took meticulous care of me, which warmed my heart. After all, Chunzi was still alive and unharmed, and every time I saw Wan'er's little bottom wiggling, my heart would flutter. However, my wound hadn't healed, so I couldn't indulge in lust and could only try to endure it.

Ten days passed, and the wound gradually improved; it seemed I could finally remove the bandages and see the light of day again. But Wan'er had to leave the palace with Consort Xia to pay respects in Jiangnan, a trip that would last over a month. Without this lovely woman's company, I felt even more lonely. Looking at the bandages on my lower body, I couldn't even masturbate, so I spent my days lying in bed reading. But the books were full of erotic scenes, and when I felt a surge of excitement, I had no choice but to fall asleep.

Another ten days passed in this daze. I've never lacked girls in the past, nor have I ever found those erotic encounters particularly precious. On the contrary, I find having sex between various girls' legs with my penis to be a particularly bland and tasteless thing. Penetration is boring. My penis is weak.

But after more than twenty days without touching a girl, at this moment only one thought remains in my mind—I want girls!

I want to make love!

I want to have sex! I want to

fuck!

I want to fuck!!

I disregard all the etiquette of a scholar, and in the end, such vulgar words swirled in my mind, making me extremely ashamed, yet unable to control myself. Finally, the wounds were completely healed. Wan'er's little maid blushed, took off my clothes, helped me remove the bandages and clean me, without saying a word throughout the whole process. Then she left, her face flushed with embarrassment.

The wounds on my lower body have completely healed, and there is no longer any lingering pain or cumbersome bandaging, making me feel very refreshed and comfortable. I stepped out of my room, feeling light and refreshed, and for the first time took a good look at the palace where I would soon live. The palace maids came and went, the women were mysterious and lonely. For the first time, I felt utterly alienated. In the past, my mind had been solely focused on Princess Hongyu; I had come here without a second thought

, driven by sheer courage. But now, settled, I realized I knew nothing about this place. Yet, judging from the lightness I felt today and the somewhat empty atmosphere of the palace, perhaps life here wouldn't be so bad. After a moment of immersing myself in nature, a surge of heat rising in my lower abdomen reminded me of the girl I longed for. Besides Wan'er, I didn't know any other girls in the palace yet. But outside the palace, right in the heart of the capital's bustling city, Qing'er was waiting for me.

Thinking of this, I felt a deep longing. I straightened my clothes slightly and left the palace, heading towards the brothels in the city.

As I approached the city, dusk was falling, and the sky was darkening. Before I even reached the brothels, I unexpectedly encountered Qing'er wandering outside, and we were both taken aback. Having not seen each other for nearly a month, we missed each other terribly and no longer cared about going to a brothel. Since it was already dark, we simply took hands and went to a secluded spot on the street to make love under the cover of night.

In the quiet alley, I held Qing'er in my arms; her full body and alluring fragrance were like a dream. Qing'er's body went limp in my arms as I held her, and she nestled against my chest, smiling sweetly.

I couldn't resist any longer and reached my hand to Qing'er's private parts, caressing them through her clothes, instantly becoming uncontrollably excited. It is said that since ancient times, when adulterous men and women feared being exposed, or when the woman was determined to repent and remain chaste, the man could not enter the room, so he would reach in through the door and caress the woman between her legs for his own pleasure—a form of adultery, exceptionally exciting and stimulating. Today I truly experienced its wonder. Even through the clothes, the pent-up desire of the past month was released in my hands as I caressed Qing'er's virginity, finding it incredibly pleasurable.

After a while, Qing'er was already panting heavily, her face flushed. She nestled shyly against my chest, asking in a low voice, "Brother... are you castrated...?" I kissed her, "Yes." I took her small hand and guided it to my lower body. She touched and touched shyly, which felt so good to me. "Brother... Brother... you really are castrated..." Qing'er touched the spot where my once enormous penis had been, and it was empty.

"Brother is so amazing!!" Qing'er nestled softly in my arms, excitedly saying, "You truly are a remarkable man who castrated himself for love, brother didn't break his promise." My hand between her legs felt her instantly become a vast, wet expanse.

"I'm sorry, brother, I'm so sorry. After you left, Qing'er also had doubts, wondering if you really wanted to go to the palace, or if you were just making empty promises to fool Qing'er and the other women." Qing'er cried anxiously, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qing'er shouldn't have doubted you, Qing'er is guilty." Qing'er became even more anxious, "But brother, really, really castrated yourself!" Qing'er's small hands greedily explored the place where my big penis used to be, coming and going, unwilling to leave. Her bold actions aroused my lust even more, making me unable to stop. "Brother is so great, brother really castrated himself, brother really gave up his penis for his lover, brother... brother..." Qing'er's soft, fragrant lips kissed me again and again, as if she wanted to devour my lips and teeth. Her legs were very wet, not even as wet as the night we had intercourse before, like a flash flood, gushing down her bare thighs under her skirt.

Qing'er, overcome with lust, hugged me tightly, burying her head in my shoulder, and sweetly moaned in my ear, "Brother...have you not touched a woman since you were castrated...?" I nodded. "Brother, you've worked so hard...Qing'er is honored. Qing'er will serve you and let you release your desire." So she wrapped her legs around me, intertwining them behind me, pressing her vast, virginal flesh against the spot where my large penis once stood, swaying her alluring waist and rubbing passionately.

I, too, was already unbearably aroused by Qing'er, and coupled with the nearly month-long abstinence, I was burning with desire. I passionately and desperately rubbed my penis, now without a penis, against Qing'er's longing spot, rubbing and rubbing without restraint. After rubbing like this for a while, I still wasn't satisfied, so I stripped Qing'er's clothes off, pressed her against the wall on the street, and in this secluded alley, we made love for real...

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