[Humiliation of Huang Rong]

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Golden Wheel Monk, along with Huo Du and Darba, captured Huang Rong and her daughter, as well as the Wu brothers. They hired several carriages to hide them and headed towards the Mongol camp.

The Monk used his unique technique to acupuncture all four of them and forced them to take a muscle-softening powder, rendering them powerless and preventing them from using their internal energy to break through their acupoints.

One day, they arrived at a secluded valley, where the Monk decided to stay for a few days to heal his injuries. He killed all the carriage drivers, found a cave, and secluded himself there for seven days and seven nights, practicing his healing techniques while Darba guarded the cave entrance. Huang Rong and her daughter, along with the Wu brothers, were imprisoned in another nearby cave under Huo Du's watch.

Huo Du, while guarding the prisoners, took the opportunity to observe Huang Rong and her daughter closely. Huang Rong was originally thirty-four years old, but due to her prestigious family background on Peach Blossom Island, her profound internal energy, and her natural beauty, she appeared to be only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Her full, beautiful body exuded the aura of a mature woman, yet her face remained youthful, fair, and exquisitely beautiful; time seemed to have left no trace on her.

Huo Du glanced at Guo Fu again, feeling that while she could be considered a first-rate beauty, she paled in comparison to his mother in both temperament and looks. He thought to himself, "This beautiful Huang Rong is renowned far and wide; seeing her today, she truly lives up to her title as the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains; she is indeed worthy of being called the 'Soul-Sinking Beauty,' the 'Fairy-Faced Beauty,' the 'Moon-Shaming Beauty,' the 'Flower-Shaming Beauty.' I wonder how she is in bed!"

Thinking this, lust arose within him, and he picked up Huang Rong and headed out of the cave. Huang Rong knew something was wrong and tried to struggle, but her pressure points had been sealed, leaving her helpless.

Huo Du chose a flat spot, removed his outer robe and spread it on the ground, then loosened Huang Rong's hair and placed it on top. He then stripped her of her clothes and shoes, tore her sleeves into strips, and tied Huang Rong's hands and feet to several trees. He then released all of Huang Rong's major pressure points, leaving only her jaw unsealed. Huang Rong vaguely grasped the reason, and cold sweat broke out on her brow, her mind in turmoil.

Sure enough, Huo Du grinned wickedly, "I released all your acupoints because I don't like my women to be motionless like corpses; but I was afraid that you, Madam Guo, a woman of chastity and virtue, would bite your tongue and commit suicide, so I left one acupoint unreleased, making your jaw weak. However, although you can't speak and can't commit suicide, I didn't press your mute acupoint; so when you're in pleasure, Chief Huang, you can still moan a few times if you want. Anyway, I apologize in advance." The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Huang Rong's goddess-like naked body. Her incomparably beautiful face, firm and tender breasts, crystal-clear skin, round and snow-white buttocks, and even her dark and mysterious triangular garden, were all clearly visible under the setting sun, making her exquisitely beautiful beyond compare. But Huo Du deliberately wanted to humiliate his prize, meticulously examining every part of her body from head to toe. Sometimes he would genuinely praise her, sometimes he would deliberately shake his head in regret, casually criticizing the size, shape, color, and firmness of each part.

Huang Rong felt extremely humiliated. Her chaste and beautiful body was being admired inch by inch and critiqued by a strange man. This was something she had never experienced in her entire life. Huang Rong's eyes seemed to spit fire, wishing she could tear the lecherous insect in front of her to pieces. However, she had been given the Bone-Softening Powder, and she couldn't muster any internal energy. Her martial arts skills were useless, and a few strips of cloth were enough to render this great heroine immobile.

Huo Du's hands no longer held back, moving from Huang Rong's beautiful, jade-like toes to her porcelain-like calves, across her snow-white thighs, down her soft buttocks to her slender waist and abdomen, and finally his hands moved down from her fair neck, stopping at her pair of firm breasts. Huang Rong felt waves of tingling sensations throughout her body, a feeling completely different from her husband Guo Jing's caresses. Her chastity felt no pleasure, only nausea, but she was too weak to vomit. Prince Huo Du pretended not to notice, using his superb foreplay techniques honed from the beauties of the Mongolian harem to caress every sensitive spot on Huang Rong's upper body.

After a while, seeing Huang Rong's eyes tightly closed and unresponsive, Huo Du grew somewhat bored and deliberately said, "Madam Guo, I won't be polite! The great hero of the Central Plains, Guo Jing, is about to wear a Mongolian green hat!"

He removed his own clothes and pressed his hot body against Huang Rong's naked, beautiful form.

Seeing that she was about to be humiliated, Huang Rong couldn't help but shed tears. Huo Du, suddenly seized by a childlike impulse, said, "My lovely Huang Rong, don't cry, I'll comfort you and make you smile."

With that, he reached out his right hand and scratched Huang Rong's completely exposed left armpit.

The moment Huo Du's hand touched Huang Rong's soft, fine armpit hair, Huang Rong's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she desperately tugged at the strips of cloth binding her limbs. Huo Du's unintentional action elicited such a strong reaction from Huang Rong, and his playful nature was aroused. He then reached out with his other hand to tickle her slightly sweaty right side. Huang Rong felt even more uncomfortable, tightly closing her eyes, but finally couldn't resist and burst out laughing. Huang Rong inwardly groaned, hoping Huo Du's touch was just an accident and that he would quickly touch somewhere else, but she had no time to consider whether that would make things worse.

Huang Rong had been Huang Yaoshi's only beloved daughter since childhood; no one on Peach Blossom Island dared to get close to her, let alone tickle her. After marriage, the couple treated each other with respect; the kind and honest Guo Jing had treated her with courtesy for over ten years, rarely touching her except for the usual acts of intimacy.

Therefore, Huang Rong knew the medical principles of tickling discomfort, but had never had the opportunity to know just how fragile and sensitive her body was. Today was the first time Huang Rong had been tickled, and she was completely unable to move, which was excruciating.

Huo Du had only been casually touching her, but he hadn't expected it to make Huang Rong so uncomfortable. He exclaimed, "Hehe, how interesting! The number one female knight of the Central Plains, over thirty years old, yet she's ticklish like an ordinary young girl. Hmm, there are so many cute black hairs here, just like down there, no wonder she's ticklish."

He exclaimed, but his hand didn't stop moving. Huang Rong heard Huo Du's frivolous insults, but her mind was a mess, unable to think. Her giggles turned into loud laughter, and the more she laughed, the more difficult it became for her to breathe; she felt dizzy, and things in her vision seemed to shift between near and far, and her limbs felt indescribably uncomfortable; she wanted to beg, but her pride wouldn't allow it, and she could only pray that Huo Du would quickly get tired of her and stop.

Huo Du, who had been with countless women, knew exactly where a woman's body was sensitive. How could he let go so easily when his plaything reacted so strongly? After tickling Huang Rong's armpits for a while, he changed targets, sticking out his tongue and gently licking and sucking his captive's sensitive navel; his hands also held her soft, slender waist, his ten fingers using a skillful combination of pinching and squeezing. Poor Huang Rong was instantly tormented, wishing she could faint to avoid this hellish torture; but she was perfectly conscious, feeling every contraction and scratch of Huo Du's fingers on her sensitive belly, every unbearable touch of his tongue on her navel. Involuntarily, she laughed, but tears streamed down her face again. Seeing that

Huang Rong was truly ticklish, Huo Du sneered, "Don't cry, Chief Huang, the fun is just beginning."

He stopped and moved to her bare feet, which were panting and unable to move; Huang Rong immediately felt a chill in her heart, knowing that something bad was about to happen. Huo Du's fingers idly pinched and gently scraped Huang Rong's delicate toes, lightly scratching her rose-petal-like toenails, making her both itchy and frightened, filled with utter panic; she wanted to abandon her pride and beg for mercy, but her pressure points were sealed, rendering her speechless. Huo Du laughed triumphantly as the young master's long fingernails touched the smooth, soft Yongquan acupoints on the soles of Huang Rong's feet.

This formidable Mongol rival was instantly struck dumb; her beautiful eyes blinked wildly, her tender, naked body thrashed wildly between the strips of cloth binding her limbs like a fish out of water, her perfect feet shaking frantically from side to side, her ten white toes opening and closing, trying to escape Huo Du's cruel touch, but to no avail. Huo Du smiled like a demon, his slender fingers sometimes slowly tracing the lines of Huang Rong's soles, sometimes quickly scraping up and down her soles, sometimes parting her toes and using his long hair to tease her sensitive toe gaps.

Huang Rong felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her mouth, her limbs and bones felt like they were about to fall apart, and tears and cold sweat streamed down her face despite her uncontrollable laughter. Huo Du's knowledge of the female body was indeed extraordinary, easily making Huang Rong experience for the first time the despair of "unable to live, unable to die." Poor Huang Rong, despite her vast knowledge, had completely lost her rational thinking under torture, and couldn't even think of how to beg for mercy.

She had forgotten that she was completely naked, forgotten that she was being humiliated by her mortal enemy, and only knew that time seemed to stand still, and this immense suffering seemed endless.

Huo Du knew that the renowned former leader of the Beggars' Sect was skilled in both literature and martial arts, intelligent and decisive. Having finally captured this formidable opponent who had repeatedly defeated him, she remained fearless and unyielding, never showing him any mercy. Huo Du never expected that this proud and composed beauty from the Central Plains, who had been so composed just half an hour ago, possessed such delicate and sensitive bare feet. Seeing that Huang Rong, who hadn't even given him a second glance in days, had her strong defenses so easily broken today, Huo Du was naturally extremely pleased. He deliberately said, "Chief Huang is laughing so happily, she clearly likes it very much. In that case, let me please you even more."

He was happy to continue his actions, showing no mercy.

Before long, Huo Du's simple yet skillful rubbing movements had driven Huang Rong to the brink of madness, leaving her only able to laugh out loud, her naked body reacting spontaneously to the waves of intense sensations emanating from her sensitive feet. Huo Du smiled as he looked at the beautiful, naked woman before him, completely out of control and struggling wildly in a spread-eagle position. Her face was flushed, her body drenched in sweat, her muscles taut, and her melodious laughter mingled with tears. Her alluring breasts swung wildly; where was the former regal figure known throughout the land as the leader of the Song Dynasty and the pillar of Xiangyang?

After a long while, Huang Rong gradually lost all strength, no longer able to laugh, only able to moan softly. Her incomparably alluring figure, her red lips parted, moaning and writhing seductively, made Huo Du unable to resist any longer. He laughed, "Haha, ticklish little leader, now you should be obedient, right? I'll spare you this time, lest you actually pee, that wouldn't be good."

He stopped what he was doing and began kissing Huang Rong's cherry lips, inserting his tongue into her mouth, swirling it with her wet tongue, while one hand mercilessly kneaded her still-rising breasts. Huang Rong's jaw was weak; she could only submit to his manipulation.

After Huo Du had his fill of squeezing Huang Rong's fairy-like breasts, he then moved to drawing circles on her jade-like nipples with his tongue. After a few circles, he suddenly took one of her engorged nipples into his mouth and began to suckle both of them vigorously. After being subjected to Huo Du's novel and cruel manipulation, Huang Rong's will was shattered, and her nerves, overstimulated, were completely open; now that her sensitive nipples were being played with, she could only gasp for breath, unable to resist.

Huo Du sucked for a while, then pulled his face away from Huang Rong's nipples, leaving only his hands kneading her soft and firm breasts. He gazed again at Huang Rong's extremely delicate and mature snow-white skin; as smooth as cream, it was rare in the world. Her spread legs completely exposed her private parts; at the base of her wide-open thighs, the white mound of the triangular area covered with pubic hair. Thick, soft pubic hair couldn't cover the slightly parted petals, and the small, pink opening, like a nipple, was slightly closed, protecting the pale pink, rice-grain-sized clitoris.

Huo Du secretly admired her, his hands not idle either. Huang Rong soon felt Huo Du's unruly hands had moved past her navel, towards her lower body.

She struggled frantically, but the Mongol prince on top of her became even more excited, saying, "Let's see if the number one female master of the Song Dynasty can train down there, if it's more durable and resilient."

Huo Du parted Huang Rong's virgin petals with two fingers, his thumb pressing down on her defenseless clitoris, his fingers beginning to vibrate rapidly; Huang Rong's body trembled instinctively from this intense stimulation.

Having maintained her purity for over thirty years, she was now being so wantonly humiliated and violated by a shameless man other than her husband, and this mortal enemy of the Song Dynasty was arbitrarily stimulating and torturing her body, using her uncontrollable physiological reactions for his ridicule and amusement. Huang Rong, who had always held herself in high esteem, was now almost on the verge of collapse. Unfortunately, her limbs were bound and her internal energy was restricted, rendering her exceptional skills useless in this situation. She was being harassed and could only struggle.

Huo Du lowered his mouth, his nimble tongue tracing the delicate petals of Huang Rong's body. Huo Du laughed, "Chief Huang, even if my martial arts are inferior to your famously dim-witted husband, my skills in this area are a thousand times better. You might not feel anything after a quarter of an hour or two, but after half an hour of licking, I don't believe you won't cum. Then we'll see what's so special about the fluid flowing from the talented and beautiful Chief Huang."

Huo Du's oral sex was very meticulous. He didn't lick indiscriminately; instead, he began with subtle, almost imperceptible movements, and when he discovered a certain erogenous zone on Huang Rong's body, he deliberately lingered there, using his tongue to tease it. Huo Du's oral skills were so exceptional that even a woman devoid of sexual desire, or a seasoned harlot, would be aroused. Huang Rong, with no physical abnormalities and far from being experienced in matters of love, was naturally soon completely overwhelmed. Though she made no sound, she began to involuntarily shake her head, her snow-white belly heaving.

Seeing Huang Rong's reaction, Huo Du was delighted and, with even greater pride, pressed her clitoris with his tongue, twisting and teasing it. The woman beneath him couldn't help but spasm, her full buttocks convulsing. Huo Du's mouth pressed against her vagina, sucking and making lewd, whimpering sounds. Huo Du raised his head and said, "Hehe, did you hear that? Even if your upper mouth doesn't allow it, your lower mouth seems quite welcoming."

Huang Rong blushed deeply, only able to respond by trying her best to resist Huo Du's teasing.

But a woman's body is honest, even the renowned heroine Huang Rong was no exception. Unable to move, Huang Rong's genitals were completely exposed to Huo Du's skillful tongue. Waves of pleasure, unlike anything Guo Jing had ever given her, surged through her. Even if she managed to suppress a sound, how could she control her body from reacting? Huo Du continued teasing Huang Rong's clitoris for a long time, and the indescribable pleasure between her thighs grew stronger and stronger; gradually, she could even feel her own fluids flowing down her thighs.

Huo Du laughed, "Hehe, even the dignified leader of the Beggars' Sect is no different from an ordinary Han Chinese bitch. All that talk about chastity and virtue, stripped naked and licked casually, and you're already this wet. Hmm, not bad, the taste is just right, truly top-notch, worthy of your lifelong reputation."

Seeing her body so weak, leading to such humiliation at the hands of her mortal enemy, Huang Rong was filled with shame and indignation, overwhelmed with sorrow.

Huo Du exhaled a breath of air, exclaiming how pleasurable it was, and continued to thoroughly play with the engorged clitoris of the Song Dynasty beauty beneath him. At this moment, Huang Rong's moist vaginal opening was fully open; Huo Du took the opportunity to roll up his thick tongue and insert it inside. Like the sudden pleasure of penile penetration, Huang Rong couldn't help but let out an "Ah!" For a moment, she felt faint, her legs going weak and powerless; she could only try to concentrate her mind between her thighs to resist, barely managing to keep herself from fainting.

Huo Du continued to excitedly attack Huang Rong's vagina with his rough tongue. As Huang Rong's lower body entrance widened and became even wetter, Huo Du used his nimble index and middle fingers to deeply insert into Huang Rong's petals. Huang Rong twisted her hips incessantly, her upper body arching like a bitch in heat, her disheveled black hair flying wildly in the air before landing on her snow-white shoulders; she could even feel her vagina tightening around the fingers inside.

Huo Du's two fingers probed and thrust in and out, as if taking turns. When he pulled out, Huang Rong's bright red petals turned inside out, accompanied by a large amount of fluid. Huo Du's thumb massaged Huang Rong's clitoris incessantly outside her vagina; Huang Rong gripped the cloth binding her tightly, her eyes closed, her toes curled. Soon, the contractions inside Huang Rong's vagina turned into spasms of her entire buttocks; her buttocks trembled incessantly, and the clear fluid that flowed out formed a trail down her tender white thighs, wetting the grass beneath her. The wilderness was silent, save for the lewd sounds of Huo Du's fingers rubbing against Huang Rong's wet genitals.

Huo Du coldly said, "It's time."

He pressed down on Huang Rong, who had begun to break down and weep under his constant humiliation and debauchery, quickly untying the bindings around her lower body, then thrusting his hips between her thighs. Huo Du grabbed Huang Rong's soft feet, which were already weak and powerless to resist, spread her toes with his fingers, inserted them between her toes, and lifted her slender legs high, his huge glans gently rubbing against her wet genitals as a show of intimidation. Knowing she was doomed, Huang Rong could only close her eyes and pray in her heart that Heaven would have mercy on her life of chivalry and justice. A miracle then occurred.

But good doesn't always triumph over evil. With a cold, forceful thrust of his hips, Huo Du's thick penis slammed into the moist, pink petals of her vulva. The

dark red glans, with a force that seemed to crack, roughly pried open her labia; when Huo Du's large penis was fully inside the cleft, he felt a warm, soft, and moist sensation enveloping him, as if melting him. Huo Du's fingers tightened involuntarily, almost crushing Huang Rong's delicate toes. She let out

a long, desperate cry, tears streaming down her face, not from the excruciating pain in her feet.

Huang Rong's decades of chastity had finally been taken; her mind was in turmoil, and she nearly fainted on the spot. Huo Du, having penetrated her body, laughed smugly: "Madam Guo, my thing is quite a gem, isn't it? I wonder who has the upper hand compared to Master Guo. Hmm, it seems your lower body doesn't dislike my newcomer, perhaps Master Guo is slightly lacking. Or perhaps you are simply indiscriminate in your welcome? Hehe."

Huang Rong's acupoints were not yet released, so she naturally couldn't answer; the humiliation of being raped had completely numbed her usually clever and quick-witted mind, rendering her unable to think. Even worse, Huang Rong's violated flesh had long since escaped her own control. The stunningly beautiful Huang Rong tilted her head back, her bound upper body constantly lifting upwards, struggling to endure the intense, burning sensation of penetration. Her sexy yet powerless lips, under the merciless torment of her mortal enemy on both body and mind, finally gave up resisting, unconsciously groaning with Huo Du's movements.

Huo Du, deeply inserted into Huang Rong's body, slid his tongue into her mouth, entwining it with her tongue, and then sucking fiercely. Huang Rong felt as if her tongue was about to break, and at the same time, she felt the deep penis slowly withdrawing, yet strangely, she felt a sense of reluctance. When Huo Du thrust deeply again, a strong electric current-like sensation rushed to the top of Huang Rong's head, causing her to let out a whimpering sound. When the penis began to thrust violently again, she almost lost her voice, her red lips slightly parted, her jaw trembling slightly due to the pressure point acupuncture, and clear saliva glistening from her cherry-like mouth.

Huo Du's hands were not idle either, releasing Huang Rong's legs and constantly teasing her already hard nipples, which seemed about to burst, and her elastic, irresistible breasts. The more Huang Rong tried to resist, the more her senses focused on the places Huo Du was touching, making the pleasure even more intense.

At the same time, because her body could not move at will, she experienced a strange new feeling, both humiliation and excitement.

Huo Du channeled his inner strength, his enormous, fiery penis thrusting in and out of Huang Rong's silken, smooth vagina at a speed far exceeding that of an ordinary person. His glans rubbed against her beautiful, petal-like labia and her mysterious, sacred clitoris like a galloping horse. Huang Rong felt as if her lower body was being burned, yet felt no pain. A pleasure ten times greater than anything she had experienced since her wedding night with Guo Jing spread from her lower body to every pore of her body—an indescribable comfort, an indescribable bliss. She groaned loudly, her legs tightly encircling Huo Du's waist, her bound hands only wanting to hold the man before her tightly, caring nothing for who he was.

It should be noted that both Guo Jing and Huang Rong were quite naive, having never considered, nor even deigned to, waste their inner strength on such vulgar matters of the bedroom in over ten years; Huo Du, however, was lewd and experienced, half of his inner strength trained for sexual encounters. Today, Huang Rong's mature body experienced for the first time the powerful pleasure of such a thrust, a pleasure born from both innate talent and profound internal energy. Yet, having lost all her internal energy, she was powerless to resist. How could she endure it?

Huo Du's burning, massive member pounded deeply into Huang Rong's womb with every movement, the crude Mongolian penis carrying the once-arrogant heroine of Xiangyang to the peak of desire.

The intense pleasure drove Huo Du to thrust with all his might. Yet, the same intense pleasure caused his delicate prize to desperately muster her last vestiges of mental resistance. Huang Rong tried to clench her teeth, but her jaw wouldn't move, unable to control the soft moans escaping her lips. She could only think of her beloved Guo Jing, her daughter, and her duty to protect the people of Xiangyang, desperately trying to preserve her last shred of dignity. But Guo Jing's face remained blurry in her mind, while her smooth buttocks, subjected to such humiliation by her mortal enemy, twisted uncontrollably.

Finally, she could no longer hold back. "Ah, I can't take it anymore... Brother Jing, Rong'er is so sorry... Fu'er, please don't follow your mother's example..." Tears streaming down her face, Huang Rong's mind blurred with images of Guo Jing, her daughter, and Xiangyang City, which then coalesced into the wicked yet clear handsome face of Huo Du before her, transforming into countless rays of light. Her snow-white, full buttocks involuntarily thrust forward, her supple waist trembling uncontrollably. Her soul seemed to rapidly alternate between the three realms, until only the realm of bliss expanded rapidly. Her pink vagina clenched and spasmed, crystalline fluid flowing out in waves, while she uncontrollably emitted long, lewd cries of pleasure. She felt a warm, melting sensation throughout her body, as if time had completely stopped—then came an endless fall into darkness.

Huang Rong reached her peak climax, and Huo Du, unable to hold back in her convulsing vagina, thrust forcefully and ejaculated. After Huo Du ejaculated completely, Huang Rong's genitals shamelessly clung to Guo Jing's penis, as if trying to squeeze out every last drop from this mortal enemy of the Song Dynasty. Huo Du collapsed onto Huang Rong's soft body, panting. Her face was flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering, as she shamefully enjoyed the afterglow of her involuntary orgasm.

Huo Du felt immense pleasure at having completely humiliated the renowned beauty, Huang Rong. He kissed the sweat-drenched Huang Rong and laughed, "What righteous martial arts, the best in the Central Plains? What a boast! You're nothing special after all; but your moans are quite pleasant… Chief Huang, it's not over yet, let's continue our pleasure!"

He then untied the bonds binding Huang Rong's upper body, re-tied her limp hands behind her back, and lifted her up, beginning another round of humiliation.

Huo Du forced the utterly exhausted Huang Rong to kneel. Huang Rong struggled to stand, but Huo Du roughly grabbed her hair and pulled her upper body down. Under the setting sun, the stunningly beautiful Huang Rong knelt naked in the open field, her shapely and sensual buttocks raised in a doggy-style position; between her smooth, well-proportioned thighs, a beautiful garden of dark red and black was revealed, with milky white fluid slowly and lewdly seeping out.

Huo Du grabbed Huang Rong's hair as she lay on the ground and arrogantly presented his large, dark red penis to her mouth. Although Huang Rong had lost her internal energy, her martial arts skills remained; as soon as the penis entered her mouth, she cleverly turned her head, causing it to fall out. Huo Du, having tried repeatedly without success and having exhausted all other options, could only grab Huang Rong's head, insert his penis into her mouth, and press her head tightly against his genitals, rendering her immobile. Poor Huang Rong, humiliated once again, a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Chief Huang, you'd better just swallow it obediently, lest you suffer needlessly again."

Huo Du finished speaking, raising his hand and forcefully slapping Huang Rong's soft buttocks. A crisp "smack" rang out, and a five-finger handprint appeared on Huang Rong's snow-white, alluring buttocks. Huang Rong cried out in pain, but with her mouth stuffed full of the salty, sour penis that had just been pulled from her body, she couldn't make a sound. Her jaw acupoints were pressed, preventing her from even closing her lips, and she couldn't bite Huo Du even if she wanted to.

With her hands bound, Huang Rong was powerless to resist Huo Du, and fearing further torture, she could only resignedly move her fair neck, weakly rubbing her lips against him. Although Huang Rong was incredibly intelligent, she knew nothing of this kind of technique, and her jaw couldn't exert force to hold him tightly, so Huo Du's pleasure from her mouth was limited. However, Huo Du was intoxicated by the pleasure of conquering Huang Rong, experiencing psychological excitement, and didn't find it particularly serious.

Not long after, Huo Du pulled his enormous, steaming penis from Huang Rong's mouth. The glans and urethral opening and closing as if alive, the veins on the shaft throbbing. Huo Du once again displayed his pride before Huang Rong, wanting her to see it clearly. Huang Rong was seeing such a thing up close for the first time in her life, and felt her face flush and her heart pound. She tried to turn her head away, but Huo Du grabbed her hair, forcing her to close her eyes tightly in embarrassment, unable to look any longer.

Suddenly, Huo Du circled behind Huang Rong. In the open field, Huang Rong's round buttocks were raised high, her snow-white flesh particularly conspicuous; in the peach-like valley, black pubic hair surrounded the bright pink opening, as if it were opening its small mouth waiting. Huang Rong, with her eyes closed, was startled to realize that Huo Du was behind her. Before she could react, Huo Du had already swiftly positioned his penis against Huang Rong's vulva, thrusting his waist forward, and their lower bodies were once again pressed tightly together.

Panting heavily, Huang Rong lay limply on the ground, only her lower body held high by Huo Du. Huo Du said, "Guo Jing probably has never played with my wife like a dog; I am truly blessed with good fortune today, haha."

Huo Du's huge penis thrust in and out of the abused woman's body rapidly and powerfully. Huang Rong's mind went blank, her buttocks swaying with each powerful thrust, and her beautiful breasts shaking incessantly.

About half an incense stick's time passed, and Huo Du still showed no signs of ejaculating. He grabbed Huang Rong's pubic hair with one hand, while the other touched her clitoris.

Huo Du stroked her clitoris for a while, only feeling sticky fluid; his fingers, wet with her juices, lightly brushed her perineum, continuing towards Huang Rong's anus, which resembled a chrysanthemum bud. Huo Du first circled around it, then smeared his wet fingers on the brownish-red opening; it immediately contracted like a sea cucumber.

Attacked in an unexpected place, Huang Rong felt only filth and panic. With her hands tied behind her back, her helpless anus could not resist the intruder.

Huo Du forcefully pulled Huang Rong, who was almost falling to the ground, up, feeling her buttocks tremble with fear, and said softly to her: "My little beauty, don't be afraid, your anus is very cute, not dirty at all. You'll feel as good as you did just now in a moment."

Huo Du comforted her, but his middle finger slowly penetrated deeper. Huang Rong instinctively tried to escape, but Huo Du grabbed her buttocks. She felt her dirty place, untouched even by her beloved Jing-gege, being slowly stretched open, and a foreign object slowly entered her body, along with the penis inside her vagina, thrusting inside her. Huang Rong felt both pain and pleasure, a sensation she had never experienced before, as if it were washing her into another world; only unconscious moans escaped her lips.

Huo Du's fingers touched Huang Rong's anus, applying slight pressure with his fingertips, then began to knead. Humiliation and disgust made Huang Rong try even harder to contract her anus, but Huo Du's fingers kneaded as if digging, as if trying to pull it out. Huang Rong swayed her hips from side to side, trying to escape, but she couldn't make Huo Du's annoyingly massaged fingers leave her most private place.

Her anus was pried open by his fingers, revealing soft, wet inner walls. Huo Du stirred his entire finger inside Huang Rong's anus, causing her snow-white body to writhe like a snake, groaning as her body curled up helplessly. Huo Du's finger continued to knead Huang Rong's intestines, and with each insertion and withdrawal, the long, thin finger inside her anus seemed to control her entire tall, slender body.

Huang Rong was being violated simultaneously from both ends. Overwhelmed by the intense sensations, she forgot where she was, who she was, the distinction between Han and non-Han, friend and foe—all were no longer in her mind, numbed by shame, resentment, pain, and guilt. She simply allowed her mature body, in the prime of her life, to react directly to Huo Du's movements. Huo Du thrust rapidly into both of Huang Rong's orifices simultaneously, gradually feeling her vagina slowly contracting, knowing she was about to reach another climax.

Huo Du chuckled coldly, suddenly stopped, and withdrew his penis. The intense stimulation abruptly stopped, and Huang Rong instantly regained her senses. Seeing Huo Du smiling at her, she felt utterly ashamed and mortified by her earlier disgraceful behavior. Though her mind was filled with a mix of emotions—hatred for Huo Du, guilt towards Guo Jing—her wet, slippery lower body felt burning hot, an indescribable emptiness and discomfort. She was both relieved that she hadn't embarrass herself again under the humiliating circumstances of her anus being probed and yearning for someone to fill the void in her lower body.

Huo Du simply smiled silently, quietly teasing Huang Rong's anus, caressing her nipples and inner thighs, deliberately avoiding her labia, clitoris, and other sensitive areas. Having shared sexual pleasure with Guo Jing for over ten years, Huang Rong had never been tormented by her husband like this before. For the first time in her life, she was forcibly dragged back from the gates of paradise, feeling an unbearable itch in her heart; this feeling was truly unbearable, and she couldn't help but pant, only knowing that her lower body was twisting incessantly, as if pleading, but she dared not think too much about what her body was pleading for, and she dared not even glance at Huo Du.

With a cold laugh, Huo Du thrust into Huang Rong's body again. Huang Rong immediately let out an "Ah," this time a sound that was both shy and joyful. This thrust was truly like rain after a long drought; for a moment, she had a strange feeling that this pleasure made her life worthwhile. Huo Du continued to thrust forcefully, and Huang Rong, who had been waiting for so long, soon began to feel a warm current spreading from the soles of her feet throughout her body, but this time she didn't want to resist as much. Then Huo Du stopped, leaving only one finger gently wriggling inside Huang Rong's anus; Huang Rong was naturally both disappointed and uncomfortable.

Huo Du was remarkably patient, repeating this five or six times, each time withdrawing with a cold laugh just as she was about to climax. For Huang Rong, who had just experienced an orgasm, this repeated, unfulfilled desire was another form of torture. She was no match for Huo Du in this matter, especially since the battlefield was her own body. Finally, Huang Rong could no longer endure it. Her lower body, dripping with fluid, writhed, her bright eyes filled with tears as she looked at Huo Du, her shame mixed with a clear pleading.

Huo Du laughed and said, "Chief Huang, so you finally couldn't take it anymore? I'll let you have a turn, but what about your husband? If you want me to have you, but not your husband, then blink three times. If you don't want me to, then shake your head."

Huang Rong was stunned; under the intense stimulation Huo Du had given her body, the name "Guo Jing" had long been absent from her mind. Although the lack of sexual intercourse was truly unbearable, she was willing to do almost anything to achieve her desires. But now that Huo Du had mentioned her husband, how could she disregard her shame and her unwavering love for Jing-gege?

Huang Rong was in excruciating pain in her lower body, her mind in turmoil; she couldn't blink, yet she couldn't bear to shake her head. This hesitation satisfied Huo Du greatly; moreover, he himself was about to lose control and didn't want to risk Huang Rong ultimately shaking her head. He laughed loudly and said, "Not shaking your head means you don't object, which means you're willing to let me decide; I'll respectfully comply."

He hugged Huang Rong's lower body tightly, his fingers once again probing her anus, while his lower body thrust rapidly and forcefully into her vagina, this time refusing to stop.

Suddenly, Huang Rong's muscles stiffened, her brows furrowed, her expression a mixture of pain, despair, and sorrow. She let out a loud cry, "Ahhh...ahhh..."

—indescribably melodious, yet indescribably lewd. Her naked body arched, tracing a beautiful curve like a perfect jade statue. Huo Du felt her silky smooth vagina rhythmically contracting and relaxing, warm love fluid gushing from the depths of the beauty beneath him, drenching his deeply penetrating glans.

Huang Rong's arched body stiffened for a moment, her long sigh gradually ending, and her whole body suddenly went limp; Huo Du quickly caught her to prevent her from collapsing to the ground.

Seeing Huang Rong exhausted from the intense orgasm, Huo Du became even more excited, his penis swelling, yet miraculously not ejaculating immediately. Behind Huang Rong, who was weak yet possessed a captivating charm, Huo Du continued to ravage her anus with one hand, while the other alternately caressed her two soft, fragrant breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully, his mouth licking the sweat seeping from her back, his lower body continuing to thrust relentlessly. Huang Rong, having just experienced orgasm, was extremely sensitive in her lower body, feeling immense discomfort, only able to moan unconsciously.

Huo Du casually thrust in and out for a while, and seeing that Huang Rong was gradually regaining her senses, he laughed: "You slut, it must be so pleasurable to have a Mongol man's ass inserted, huh! And you still talk about driving out the Tartars, hehe."

Shamefully, Huang Rong couldn't speak, only lowering her head and turning her face away. Huo Du deliberately pulled his finger out of Huang Rong's anus, brought it to her nose, and said: "The Beggar Clan leader's asshole might not smell any better than an ordinary rotten beggar's. Come on, it stinks, smell it yourself."

Huang Rong was extremely fastidious about cleanliness. The Dharma King had treated her with courtesy throughout the journey, providing for all her daily needs except for restricting her movements. Therefore, Huo Du's hands didn't actually smell of anything. But Huang Rong had no time to truly smell the stench of her own filth. Having roamed the Central Plains for over a decade, she was now suffering unprecedented physical and mental torment and humiliation, already overwhelmed with shame and indignation. Now, Huo Du's further mockery and degrading of her caused a surge of anger and rage. She felt a sweet taste in her throat, her vision blurred

, and she fainted. Seeing Huang Rong suddenly faint, Huo Du ignored her and forcefully pulled her unconscious body to her feet. Taking advantage of her unconsciousness and lack of resistance, Huo Du aimed his still-erect penis between her two snow-white buttocks, rubbing the glans against her light brown clitoris before thrusting forward. Without needing any lubrication, the tip of his massive penis directly and firmly severed Huang Rong's virginity.

A sharp pain jolted Huang Rong awake. Just as she regained her senses, she felt a massive object penetrating her anus. Having only ever been with Guo Jing, Huang Rong had no idea anal sex existed. Fear and pain made her violently shake her head and writhe her hips. Unable to use her internal energy to resist, she could only endure the excruciating pain, almost like childbirth. Her disheveled hair swung wildly, tears streamed down her face, and her body was covered in sweat.

In an instant, Huo Du pulled out the glans he had so painstakingly inserted. Huang Rong immediately lunged forward, a pleading look in her eyes. But Huo Du easily… He pulled her close, lifting Huang Rong's buttocks high, parting her plump, tender flesh, and channeling his inner strength to forcefully thrust in again. His enormous penis easily broke through the stubborn barrier of the opening, quickly sliding into Huang Rong's rectum. When her anus once again gripped the thickest part of Huo Du's penis, it was stretched to its limit, the previously clear folds of flesh disappearing.

Huang Rong could hardly believe she was being so defiled. With no lubrication between the penis and her vaginal walls, she felt as if a wooden stick was piercing her body. The intense friction and pain made her frown, trying to clench her teeth. —Such filthy and cruel things existed in the world… Why me—the unbearable humiliation filling her mind and the intense pain piercing her body made Huang Rong wonder what meaning life held at this point. But Huang Rong was extremely resilient, simply enduring it as best she could.

The thought of ravaging her strongest rival and the world's most beautiful plaything filled Huo Du with an intense sense of conquest; moreover, Huang Rong's untouched, soft anus contracted ten or even a hundred times more powerfully than any woman's vagina. Even with his extensive experience, when he finally and gradually penetrated completely to the bottom of Huang Rong's rectum, he almost ejaculated on the spot; he quickly took a deep breath to steady himself.

Huo Du, however, did not… He was eager to thrust forcefully, but instead began to slowly rotate his waist, repeatedly making circular motions, savoring the divine pleasure.

His penis inside her anus was already swollen to its limit, and under the multiple stimulations of body and mind, it was engorged with blood to an unprecedented size, with clearly visible bulging veins. With his movements, the soft, tender flesh of Huang Rong's anus twisted.

Huo Du's face revealed a lewd smile again, pressing Huang Rong's head onto the grass while caressing her elastic breasts and pinching her beautiful nipples hard. He rotated inside her for a while, enjoying the hot and tight feeling, and began to slowly thrust, saying, "Hehe, Chief Huang, today I'll let you experience the pleasure of anal sex! After we're done, I'm afraid you'll never be able to leave me again."

Huang Rong, with no lubrication inside her, naturally only felt pain; there was no pleasure whatsoever from anal sex. Pregnant and already extremely weak, she had suddenly lost all the internal energy she had relied on for decades. Now, her body was only more delicate and sensitive than that of a woman who had never practiced martial arts, making her even more unable to endure the pain. Although she was unwilling to admit defeat and tried her best to endure the excruciating pain, she began to moan softly involuntarily.

Huo Du, however, also let out a different moan. He had only thrust a few times when he felt as if all the blood in his body was concentrated in his penis. The tender flesh inside Huang Rong's intestines tightly gripped him, and an unknown force seemed to be driving him to go faster and faster. After a dozen or so thrusts, Huo Du gradually became bolder, channeling his internal energy and increasing the speed of his waist.

Huang Rong's mind was struck as if by lightning, and her lower body felt as if it had been electrocuted. "Ah...! Ah...! Ah ah...!" She finally couldn't bear it anymore, screaming frantically and desperately, her body twisting and turning with all her might. Knowing that Huang Rong's body was already incredibly fragile and on the verge of collapse, Huo Du's slow thrusts were tolerable. However, when his internal energy was rapidly rubbing against her most delicate and private parts, the sensation was comparable only to being dragged naked by a galloping horse; the pain and humiliation were a hundred times greater. This pain far surpassed being cut or whipped, far surpassed the agony of childbirth, far surpassed any torture in the world. No matter how high Huang Rong's martial arts skills were, she was still made of flesh and blood; moreover, she had already lost all her internal energy and had no way to resist.

Huang Rong's fairy-like beautiful body felt as if it had been torn in two, wave after wave of pain she had never experienced before assaulting her. In excruciating pain, she could only desperately cry out in agony, tears streaming down her face and cold sweat. Huo Du simply ignored her, continuing to accelerate. It was unclear whether he was simply indifferent or deliberately wanted to hear more of this beautiful woman's melodious cries. "—It hurts! Stop! Spare me! What do you want? I'll do anything you want! I'll do anything you want!" Huang Rong cried out in her heart, unable to speak. But even if Huo Du could hear her, he would only laugh more smugly.

As Huo Du withdrew, he suddenly noticed a small amount of blood on his penis. He guessed that the delicate skin inside her anus had been rubbed raw, but he hadn't noticed in his pleasure. He felt a sense of victory, as if he had taken Huang Rong's virginity and made her bleed beneath him; a surge of excitement suddenly gave way to a chill, his eyes rolled back, and he let out a beast-like roar as his whole body convulsed. Huang Rong felt the enormous object inside her suddenly swell rapidly, then gushed out streams of hot fluid.

Huo Du ejaculated into Huang Rong's intestines again and again, then weakly covered her back with his upper body. As Huo Du slowly withdrew from Huang Rong's already unresponsive body, a few drops of blood flowed from her anus along with the cloudy semen, staining the grass beneath her wet.

Huo Du deliberately waved his withdrawn penis in front of Huang Rong's eyes, then wiped the semen and blood from her face. Her shattered self-esteem was trampled upon once again, and two more tears streamed down Huang Rong's beautiful face.

Huo Du chuckled softly, "Madam Guo, now it's your flower-like daughter's turn. A virgin must be a different experience. But your daughter is far less charming than you; she might be more suitable for you hardworking Mongolian warriors. Hehe, I say after you brothers have finished playing with her, your daughter's skills might be even better than her mother's, who has been with her father for over ten years."

Upon hearing this, Huang Rong, thinking of her daughter who had just been defiled by a lecherous demon and was about to be gang-raped by wild beasts, felt dizzy and fainted again.

Huo Du leaned close to the unconscious Huang Rong's ear and said to himself, "Hehe, actually, in front of your beloved disciple, we should all play with you two, mother and daughter, and then have the four of you perform in front of everyone. Who knows, you might even have one or two incestuous little bastards of unknown parentage. That would be truly interesting.

Once you've licked and played with your beloved daughter and disciple, let's see what kind of elder's authority you'll retain in front of them.

Ah, I forgot, I'll poke you again with that little bamboo stick of yours later."

Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, the unconscious Huang Rong didn't hear these words.

[The End]

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