Families reduced to slavery 1-4

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Chapter 1
Last year, in mid-July, I was admitted to a sanatorium in southern Taiwan to recuperate due to a mysterious and serious illness.
I can't forget that before this happened, I was at the peak of my career.
My writing had gained popularity among the general public, unexpectedly making me a bestselling author with an annual income exceeding one million. From then on, major television talk shows issued numerous invitations, hoping I would appear on their programs or participate in various lectures to discuss my thoughts and opinions.
This was because my writing focused on "relationships and marriage," describing the emotions and interactions between couples. It's easy to imagine that in this era of fast-paced marriages, such books easily resonated with others.
Naturally, I was thus hailed as an expert in this field.
However, during one of my television appearances, as I was sharing my thoughts and feelings about my twenty-year marriage, a sudden and overwhelming wave of dizziness washed over me. My vision blurred, then everything went black, and my consciousness vanished with lightning speed. I collapsed, unconscious.
About ten days later, I awoke from the haze between consciousness and subconsciousness to find my beloved wife and daughter tirelessly by my side.
At that moment, I was deeply moved, enveloped in their tender care.
I vowed then and there that I would never let this happy family fall apart!
Afterwards, my wife of twenty years, Xianglian, earnestly advised me to temporarily put aside my creative and promotional work and focus on resting and recuperating. Even my daughter, Yuqian, who had always been on my side, shared the same view and joined her mother's side.
They all agreed with my doctor's advice, believing that only by leaving the high-pressure work environment could I prevent a relapse of my illness.
No one dared to guarantee that I would wake up again after my next bout of dizziness.
Indeed, as others said, I was under immense pressure.
Since my work became a bestseller, a flood of invitations and appearances naturally made me the focus of public attention. However, behind the glamour lay a darker, more sordid side.
I forget when it started, but print and television media began to shift their focus from my work itself, frantically investigating my life story, exploring the reasons and motivations behind my writing, and even scrutinizing every detail of my daily life. This allowed the world to dissect me and those around me, creating a significant burden for me and my family.
Although my income increased dramatically, the negative consequences were immeasurable.
If it weren't for this fainting incident, I really wouldn't have been able to escape this predicament so easily...
After thinking for a few days, I agreed to my wife and daughter's request.
After all, health is more important than money, isn't it?
Besides, even if I rest and leave my high-pressure work environment, I can still create and write what I like. For writers, location doesn't really matter.
Under these circumstances, I followed my wife's best friend's recommendation and spent a considerable amount of money to come to a private sanatorium in the south to temporarily clear my mind and body and rest properly.
Then, I met Yang Youxuan.
I call him Axuan. He's a young man in his early twenties, a nearly twenty-year age gap compared to my forty-two-year-old self. I don't know why, although we're not the same age group and aren't in the same hospital room, we unexpectedly became inseparable during my recovery.
It's hard to believe; when I first met Axuan, I instinctively thought he was a very ordinary guy, nothing particularly remarkable about him. I was just a little curious why such a young man would be here.
What illness did he have that required him to stay here?
I didn't know…
Besides, the cost of staying in this sanatorium was far beyond the reach of ordinary people. Especially since the floor I chose was a VIP floor. It seemed that besides Ah Xuan and me, there weren't many other patients recuperating here.
Therefore, my initial small spark of curiosity inexplicably began to burn fiercely, filling me with an inexplicable interest in Ah Xuan, which was one of the reasons we met. Afterwards, we started interacting and getting to know each other, and I gradually learned about Ah Xuan's family background, which was far more shocking than his ordinary appearance.
He was a rich second-generation from the upper class, currently single, and worth over a hundred million.
However, Ah Xuan's demeanor was completely different; he didn't have any of the annoying airs of a rich second-generation. He was not only easygoing and approachable, but we could also talk about anything.
Haha, what common topics could two men twenty years apart have—
nothing more than women and sex.
About two weeks after we met, during a chat, Ah Xuan suddenly asked this completely different question: "Brother Qin Zhe, what do you consider the most stable state in a marriage?"
Without thinking, because most people have asked me this question before, I instinctively replied, "Well, in my opinion, a marriage can be roughly divided into three elements: passion, friendship, and commitment. When these three form a harmonious pattern, that's the best state for a couple."
Don't forget, I'm hailed as an expert in this field!
Ah-Hsuan seemed to have already heard my explanation, and pressed further, "So when? Or in what proportion, can these three elements achieve harmony?"
His question added a bit of depth, prompting me to think for a moment before I organized my thoughts and said,
"This is actually a matter of opinion. The proportions of these three elements will differ between every couple. You know, everyone is different, and nothing is absolute... However, in my experience, as the time spent together increases, the commitment component will eventually become the most significant element in a stable relationship." "
Why?"
"It's simple!" I smiled at Ah-Hsuan, "Because passion and friendship gradually fade over time, leading to feelings of 'getting tired of it,' 'bored,' and 'losing feeling.' The commitment component, on the other hand, is similar to a self-imposed requirement, which has a restraining effect to some extent. So, even if passion and friendship are about to dissipate, this commitment will serve as the final link."
"Hmm...it sounds profound, but I think I can understand what you're trying to say..." Ah Xuan said thoughtfully, "...Brother Qin Zhe, according to you, even if there's no passion or friendship in a marriage, a commitment can still allow the couple to maintain their relationship..."
"Haha, don't think about it too much yet. You'll gradually understand what I mean after you get married!" Looking at Ah Xuan's expression, I didn't directly answer his self-talk, but instead couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Some things you won't understand until you've experienced them."
"In that case, according to you, Brother Qin Zhe, if the commitment in a couple who have been married for many years collapses, will it also lead to the breakdown of their harmonious relationship?" Ah Xuan asked again.
"Yes, you're right," I nodded in agreement. "To go a step further, the breakdown of promises mostly comes from two situations. One is external, such as the intervention of a third party or other external threats that cause the promise to crumble, leading to the end of the relationship. The other is that the binding force of the promise is no longer enough to support their feelings, such as vague promises like 'I will love you forever' or 'I will never leave you for life.' If one party feels they cannot fulfill these promises, they naturally choose to separate..."
I slowly shared my thoughts with Ah-Xuan. He nodded in agreement from time to time, a bewildered expression appearing on his face.
I understood Ah-Xuan's confusion.
After all, a kid this age lacks life experience and isn't married yet. Even if he has a girlfriend and dating experience, it's still difficult for him to grasp the meaning behind what I'm saying.
He then continued,
"So, when a relationship is on the verge of collapse, is there any way to restore it to a stable state?"
I answered no:
"Actually, it's impossible to restore it to its original state. Even if you try everything to make the relationship stronger again, there will still be cracks, and it could break apart at any time."
"Even using force won't work?" Ah Xuan added.
"Hmm..." I thought for a moment, "...Even if you use force to restore the relationship, it will be torture, an endless cycle of pain for the people involved... Rather than suffering like that, it's better to separate sooner and find someone else..." "Oh
, I see."
At that moment, I seemed to see Ah Xuan, who was usually so amiable, suddenly reveal a deep, dark, wolf-like gaze when he heard me use keywords like "torture, torment, endless pain," a cruel smile playing on his lips, as if he wanted to toy with his prey before devouring it completely, making me instinctively feel uneasy and fearful.
The next second, he returned to his usual self, casually asking me,
"Brother Qin Zhe, you and your wife have a good relationship, right?"
"Uh…yes." I was a little taken aback by his sudden change of topic. "Your sister-in-law and I have been married for twenty years. If our relationship wasn't good, we wouldn't have stayed by each other's side, never abandoning one another."
"You two are really happy…"
"Thank you."
If I had known the true meaning behind his look then, I probably would have fled this sanatorium immediately…
Our unintentional friendship would be the beginning of a disaster in my life.
Several days later, in the middle of the night.
I woke up for some inexplicable reason while fast asleep. Although my sleep quality hadn't been good since I got sick, I rarely felt completely awake like tonight, without a trace of sleepiness.
I sat up in bed, listening to the melodious chirping of insects in the summer night, and suddenly felt restless. The blood in my body seemed to be uncontrollably boiling, bubbling and bursting.
"Hoo—"
I let out a deep sigh, got up, and walked to the window. It was still pitch black outside, but looking up, I could vaguely see stars twinkling in the sky.
This
tranquil environment should be the best place to rest. Why did I feel so uneasy?
Suddenly, a sense of suffocation washed over me. My lungs felt blocked, breathing became difficult, and a forceful signal came to my mind—
driving me out of the ward! I couldn't resist!
So, I followed my instincts and went outside.
The corridor outside was quiet, with only the soft glow of the pale yellow light, which lessened my unease considerably, but I still couldn't fall asleep. At the end of the corridor was a ninety-degree turn, leading to the emergency medical station in the atrium.
Without much thought, I naturally chose the medical station as my destination and started walking. Perhaps chatting with the nurses on duty at the medical station would help me relax?
Click! Click! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
The sound of my footsteps echoed as I walked alone down the corridor, a strange feeling creeping over me.
Then, I reached the courtyard.
Just as I'd seen it during the day, the pristine white medical station was spotless, and I could even smell the disinfectant in the air. But to my surprise, the counter, which should have been staffed, was completely deserted at this hour, as if it had vanished into thin air.
Strange! How could this be?
Given the quality of this nursing home and the money I'd paid, 24-hour care and service should be a given. Patients can have problems at any time.
This bizarre scene shouldn't be happening!
I walked to the counter, peeked inside, and called out,
"Hey! Is anyone there?"
Strangely, there wasn't a single person there!
This is too unbelievable…
I looked left and right, searching for any possible place in the medical station where I might find someone, but there was still no sound, as if no one was ever on duty here.
Just then, a faint sound traveled through the quiet space and drifted into my ears.
“Hmm… Oh… Huff… Ah…”
It sounded like someone speaking, yet also like simple, wordless breathing, indistinct yet strikingly clear, arousing my curiosity, making me feel restless and uneasy.
After a while, I finally found the source of the sound, seemingly coming from behind the medical station. So, I slowly walked over, wanting to investigate.
“Hello! Is anyone there?” I called out softly again.
No one answered.
The sound, however, grew closer and closer, clearly a woman's voice, and not just one person.
Hmm… Could it be the two nurses on duty tonight?
I was led by their voices to the source of the sound. The sign above read—
Restroom.
In other words, is the nurse on duty tonight in the restroom? But… if she needs to rest, shouldn't it be just one person? Shouldn't someone stay at the counter?
Knock! Knock!
I knocked on the restroom door and called out,
"Yo! Is anyone in there?"
"…"
There seemed to be someone inside, but no one answered.
"Hello, is anyone in there?" After a few light knocks, the door opened automatically. "…Huh!" I
hesitated at the door for a moment, but no one came out. Therefore, I decided to go inside and explore.
The room was furnished like a living room, with a three-plus-two sofa set, a 60-inch flat-screen TV, a Blu-ray player, a water dispenser with hot and cold water, a small refrigerator, and even a miniature kitchen—everything you could need, fully equipped, making it look like a high-end apartment.
The room's design was elegant, a blend of understated luxury and modern style.
At the far end of the living room, a door was slightly ajar, from which came the occasional soft moans of a woman: "Eee... Oh... Senior Wan Ning... I... Hmm... I can't take it anymore..."
Just hearing those moans, my mind instinctively began to conjure up images. My already agitated heart pounded even harder, sending rushes of hot blood through my body.
In a fleeting moment, my entire body burned with heat!
Then, I heard another woman's voice, teasingly saying,
"Are you about to climax again?"
"Yes... Oh..."
"I can't do anything with you, you climax so easily, your body is really sensitive!" The woman called "Senior Wan Ning" continued, seemingly unsatisfied, "However, you still have five more climaxes to reach tonight. So, give it your all!"
"Ahhh... No... Eek!"
"Hehe, your mouth says no, but your body is still honest and you've already climaxed." Senior continued teasingly, "Look at yourself, your pussy is overflowing, opening and closing, looking like it's insatiably thirsty."
What... what kind of conversation is this!?
I couldn't believe it.
Despite my surprise, I couldn't turn around and leave, feeling as if I was being drawn to the half-open door, involuntarily wanting to peek into the scene inside.
"Mmm... Oh... I'm coming again!"
The door led to a suite with a single bed, a square wooden table, and two armchairs—a comfortable arrangement. On the square wooden table, a nurse in a pink uniform knelt, her face pressed against the tabletop, her hands gripping the edges, her buttocks raised high.
Her moans of pleasure were incessant, never ceasing.
"Peiqi, can't you stop? You just can't stop..."
Her pink uniform was disheveled; the buttons on her chest were undone, revealing a thin white blouse underneath, soaked with sweat, the skin beneath vaguely visible—no bra to restrain her...
and her high, firm buttocks were openly exposed. From her rolled-up skirt, white lace stockings were visible, incredibly alluring. Especially noticeable was her private area; one area was noticeably different in color from the rest, the dampness highlighting her heightened desire.
The culprit behind this situation, senior Wan Ning, was standing in front of Pei Qi's buttocks, using a lightweight mushroom-shaped vibrator with a medical flashlight attached. The white light inflicted an astonishing pleasure upon her.
The light seemed to bring heat and shame, making Pei Qi's tender vulva even more excited, the wet marks outlining the shape of her labia, fresh and dewy. Even though she cried out "No!" and "Don't do this!", she couldn't escape her senior's manipulation.
"Ohhhhh... umm!"
"Oh dear, what should we do now?" Wan Ning brought Pei Qi to another orgasm. Her face was nonchalant, but she deliberately said, "We've already wasted a lot of time! If the patients on this floor need our assistance now, are we going to have them come and watch until your remaining three orgasms are over before giving them the service they need?"
With that, she used her free hand to slap Pei-Chi's buttocks hard, making two crisp slapping sounds.
*Slap! Slap!
* The external pain immediately left red handprints on Pei-Chi's buttocks outside her underwear, quite striking and alluring. Then, I saw "Senior Wan-Ning's" jet-black hair fluttering, revealing her beautiful and gentle face beneath, allowing me to connect the name with the person before me—
it was that seemingly timid nurse.
A nurse who wasn't fast, but very considerate of her patients. I have a deep impression of her because her professionalism and painless approach when taking my temperature, pulse, or drawing blood are unforgettable.
However, her face at this moment, and the cold, chilling, cruel gaze she exuded, were so different that I couldn't believe she could have such a completely different appearance.
So, Pei-Chi, kneeling on the wooden table, was the other nurse who usually partnered with her? This
usually enthusiastic, lively, seemingly sunny, and cheerful nurse behaving so obscenely was utterly shocking!
"Ugh...senior...oh...no...don't say it...ahhh!" Pei-Chi's moans were tinged with seductive sobs, her pleas for mercy only to be deliberately brought to orgasm by the vibrator.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, as if she was about to lose control of the forced stimulation.
"What are you saying?" Wan Ning's cruel voice grew even more intense. "Do you want to provide them with sexual services? Male patients using your filthy little hole, or your dirty asshole, or your saliva-drenched little mouth to swallow their swollen penises, and then get sprayed with their semen..."
"Eek...uh..."
Wan Ning's humiliating words caused Pei Qi to involuntarily arch her delicate body, trembling and shaking under the operation of the vibrator. Her moans grew louder and louder, even I, peeping at her from the doorway, could feel her approaching climax.
It's amazing!
I never knew that there could be women and scenes like those described in erotic novels in the world...
Lost in watching the two beautiful nurses engaging in obscene sex, I was shocked to find my crotch bulging and swelling, my right hand naturally stroking it, gently soothing the desire that was about to erupt. My mouth was full of saliva, which I kept swallowing.
"...As for the female patients, let them ravage your breasts, play with your nipples, spit on your filthy cunt, make you lick their filthy genitals, eat the bits of feces left in their anuses, and then urinate or defecate on you, only then can it suit your lewd body..."
Wan Ning became more and more excited as she spoke, her words pushing the boundaries of decency, using direct and vulgar language to express her entire emotion.
"Waaah...I'm sorry..."
The humiliated Pei Qi seemed to be caught up in the scenario her senior was describing, and began to sob hysterically.
"...I'm a shameless, despicable woman...Ahhhhh!"
Suddenly, Pei Qi seemed to be electrocuted, her body convulsing uncontrollably. It was as if the accumulated lust had broken through the dam, and all of it was released in one go!
In my eyes, I saw Pei Qi's pink, pert buttocks and her wet, tender vulva. The lace panties she wore shimmered a pale yellow hue when wet, the stain spreading rapidly.
Then, the sudden rushing sound of water filled the room, signaling that Pei-Chi seemed to have lost control of her body at the moment of climax, leading to a state of terror.
Not only them, but even I, for a fleeting instant, felt my mind go blank.
Yes!
Pei-Chi, she…peed?peed?…
drip! drip! drip! drip! drip! drip!
The urine burst forth forcefully, splashing on the table, steaming with body heat.
“Oh ha…”
Chapter Two
Last night, it couldn’t have been a dream, could it?
Even as the sky outside turned from black to blue, my mind was still captivated by the scene I’d witnessed in the lounge…
Pei-Chi, so unlike her usual lewd self, kneeling on the wooden table, Wan-Ning bullying her junior, that vibrating dildo with an external flashlight, and the lace panties showing signs of dampness.
Right! And the astonishing scene of her losing control and urinating at the end…
I could almost hear the echoes of their conversation and moans playing in my ears, playing on repeat.
Not to mention the splashing sounds of her urination…it was an endless torment for me, both loved and feared!
Damn it! My penis is erect again!
Even after masturbating to the toilet last night, the swelling and pain in my glans still hasn't subsided... and my testicles are also throbbing intermittently.
Could it be that my desires haven't been fully released? Or is my body incredibly frustrated that I didn't join the fray last night?
I don't understand...
"Good morning, Brother Qin, we're here to give you a routine check-up." A warm and energetic voice called out, waking me from my deep reverie.
Wait! The owner of that voice is—
Peiqi.
Oh no! How am I going to face them?
No! I absolutely can't let them know what I saw last night!
I quickly pulled the thin blanket up to my navel, crossed my legs rapidly to cover my still erect penis. Then, calming my agitated emotions, I took deep breaths, trying my best to soothe the swelling in my groin. Focusing intently, I adopted my usual expression and greeted them,
"Oh... okay, thank you."
"As usual, I'll take Brother Qin's temperature and blood pressure first." Wan Ning followed me into my room, pushing her usual portable device. She
looked just as timid and shy, as if the scene I witnessed last night was a dream.
Wan Ning deftly loaded the items from the cart onto me, completely focused. Pei Qi, on the other hand, took out a clean syringe and filled it with clear medicine.
Huh? Is it going to be an injection?
I watched Pei-Chi's actions with suspicion and tentatively asked, "Nurse, do I need an injection today?"
If I remembered correctly, I was supposed to take nutritional supplements today...
"I'm sorry, Brother Qin," Pei-Chi said apologetically, "Due to the pharmaceutical company's oversight, the nutritional supplements we usually prepare for you won't arrive until this evening. That's why we're using an injection instead. Please forgive us."
To be honest, I don't know much about medicine. However, the nutritional supplements this sanatorium gave me were truly worth the money.
Whether it was an injection or medication, I could feel my body noticeably improving. Not only did the fatigue and exhaustion accumulated over the past few years gradually disappear, but even my physical strength and mental state gradually recovered to their peak.
This was especially noticeable when I was creating.
Then, my doubts lasted only a few seconds before Wan Ning interrupted, saying, "Your blood pressure and temperature are both normal, there's no problem."
"Then, I'll give you the injection." Pei Qi then rolled up my sleeve, disinfected it with alcohol, and inserted a thin needle into my skin, injecting the clear medicine into my body.
"Hiss..."
After the sting, a cool sensation slowly spread from the veins in my arm.
"Brother Qin, it's done!" Pei Qi smiled brightly and said sweetly.
Next, they packed up the medical equipment beside them, seemingly heading to another ward.
But... my assumptions were quickly overturned. The two of them didn't leave immediately; instead, they started chatting with me.
"Brother Qin, why haven't I seen your wife come to see you lately?" Wan Ning asked.
Her timid voice brought back memories of last night's wanton scene.
"Huh?!" I was momentarily stunned, stammering before replying, "Oh...you're asking about my wife? She...she's been working harder lately, so...she doesn't have much time to come see me."
Damn it! Why am I stuttering?
They didn't seem to notice my odd behavior. After I answered, Pei-Chi asked,
"And your daughter? If I remember correctly, her name is...Yu..."
"Yu-Chi."
"Yes! That lovely girl." Pei-Chi said admiringly.
"She...she's been busy with exchange programs with other schools these past two weeks."
Then, they started chatting casually with me, talking about their work, life, and feelings at the nursing home.
However, my mind was filled with the erotic scene of the senior student teasing the junior student in the lounge last night. My penis was swollen and even felt painfully painful. I had an intense urge to ejaculate, but I couldn't. This feeling of about to explode was truly agonizing!
Then, I gradually realized that savoring this torturous feeling for a while actually produced an amazing chemical reaction. It was as if two completely different molecules were aggregating, giving rise to a new sensation.
The lust didn't cool down, it continued to advance in parallel; the swelling hadn't subsided, but there was an indescribable pleasure.
Could it be a habit, or was I starting to enjoy...
enjoy this painful feeling?
I noticed an unbelievable doubt about the subtle shift in my own mindset.
I... couldn't be! I absolutely don't have such a disgusting fetish!
At this thought, the previously surging thirst instantly shifted, and the restlessness of my penis was not as pronounced as before. It was as if the spongy corpus cavernosum, filled with blood, had been completely drained, and it drooped limply.
At the same time, my door was suddenly opened, and a figure walked in—
Yang Youxuan.
He slowly walked in, casually closed the door, and deliberately locked it.
Crack!
The unusual behavior made me turn my head and look at him in confusion.
However, I realized that I seemed to be the only one who noticed Ah Xuan's arrival and his strange behavior. Even Pei Qi and Wan Ning beside me seemed to have known he would come, showing no reaction whatsoever, their faces devoid of any surprise.
How bizarre!
I frowned, remaining silent. The pleasant conversation fell into a brief silence after Ah Xuan's appearance.
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!
After a few steps, Ah Xuan casually stepped over my hospital bed and went to the window.
He grabbed the window frame with both hands, gazing into the distance, seemingly belonging to another world, completely out of place with my surroundings. He didn't look at me, but instead chuckled twice in a nonchalant tone, saying,
"Brother Qin Zhe, how was it? Were you satisfied with last night's 'performance'?"
Ah Xuan deliberately emphasized the word "performance," which gave me a sense of unease.
He knew about last night's events? Was he referring to the wanton games that Pei Qi and Wan Ning, the junior and senior students, played in the lounge last night?
"You...you know...?" I asked suspiciously.
"Pretty exciting, right?" Ah Xuan retorted first, then turned to stare at me. "Last night's lewd game was something I meticulously prepared for Brother Qin Zhe. Including waking up in the middle of the night and not being able to fall back asleep, or going to the infirmary and being lured to the break room—none of these were coincidences… Watching Wan Ning defile Pei Qi, making her climax repeatedly, I know you were irresistible, your libido was high…"
Each word was like a fine needle piercing my soul.
He silently turned around, beckoning to the two nurses beside my bed with his index finger, revealing a smile I had never seen before, a devilish allure, saying, "You probably can't tell, can you? These two seniors and juniors not only have a penchant for lesbians, but also an interest in being spied on, and are two lowly slaves I keep. Ever since you moved into this floor, they've begged me for a performance for you. So, I designed last night's show…"
His detached statement left me speechless with astonishment.
"You...you said...what...?"
"There's no way around it, there are just too few patients on this floor, and most of them are elderly people in poor health. I'm afraid that if they see a scene like this, they might have too much emotional distress and die." Ah Xuan shrugged and explained, "It's rare...to have a middle-aged man like Brother Qin Zhe who comes here to recuperate from an unexpected serious illness..."
His sudden confession left me at a loss, and the initial warning in my heart turned into inexplicable fear.
...What, what is going on?!
"Thanks to Brother Qin, my two slaves had a beautiful night. I believe that besides them, you must have had a great time last night too, right?"
At this moment, the two nurses who had been summoned also came to Ah Xuan's side. With obedient expressions, they knelt obediently on either side of him, their backs straight, their heads bowed, not uttering a word, looking exactly like maids, as if our passionate interaction just now was all an illusion created by them.
This inexplicable development was completely beyond my expectations.
"Ah Xuan... no, Yang Youxuan, I don't quite understand what you mean..." I asked Ah Xuan, who was lying on the hospital bed, looking confused. Even my way of addressing him had unconsciously changed, turning into the way I would address a stranger.
"Still don't understand...?"
Ah Xuan looked at my confused expression, leaned his upper body, and hooked Pei Qi's chin down with his right hand, saying with a light laugh and a slightly commanding tone:
"Then... Pei Qi, lick my feet."
Then, I saw Pei Qi kneeling on the ground, with an expression as if she had received a supreme reward, responding with utter subservience:
"Yes, Master."
As she answered, she also knelt down, carefully took off Yang Youxuan's slippers, slightly sticking out her small, pink tongue, and parted her hair on both sides, licking with utmost respect.
My God! Am I seeing things?
She was sucking on Ah Xuan's toes with big gulps, while also inhaling the scent emanating from his soles with ecstasy. Her pretty nose brushed against the space between his toes, tasting the accumulated sweat, the pungent, fishy, and nauseating stench, an unforgettable, exciting, and intoxicating sensation.
Even more unbelievable was seeing Peiqi's tongue gently slip between Ah Xuan's fingers, sucking, from his thumb to his little finger, leaving no crevice untouched, her beautiful lips moving up and down, making smacking sounds. Every now and then, she would tilt her head, probing her tongue vertically into the crevice, sweeping it up and down, doing everything she could to serve Ah Xuan.
This degrading behavior made me unable to believe that this woman was the same Peiqi who had just been chatting and laughing with me!
I was astonished, yet forced to believe that what I was seeing was real, without any pretense. Could it really be as Yang Youxuan had just said, that Wan Ning and Peiqi were both his sex slaves?!
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but stammer out my inner thoughts:
"You...you guys are all a bit too abnormal, aren't you?"
My words piqued Ah Xuan's interest, and he asked me in return:
"Brother Qin Zhe, are you saying I'm a bit abnormal...?"
"Of course you're abnormal!" Seeing the sudden change in the reactions of Ah Xuan, Pei Qi, and Wan Ning in the ward, I instinctively blurted out my inner thoughts, "Are you...are you mentally ill?"
"Hehe...hahahaha..." However, after hearing me call him "mentally ill," Ah Xuan finally burst out laughing as if he couldn't hold back: "Hahahaha...So, Brother Qin Zhe, now you should know why I'm staying here, right?"
What!?
What he just said...
Ah Xuan is mentally ill! That's why he's staying here.
No wonder...the question that had puzzled me for so long was answered at this moment.
Then, his emotions calmed down, and he revealed an ambiguous smile that was hard to decipher. He said slowly and coldly,
"No matter what Brother Qin Zhe says, the body's reaction doesn't lie. As you said in our previous conversation, 'Desire is upright. Compared to those lying moralists who spout benevolence and righteousness, honest, lewd men are the real deal. What common sense, morality? When faced with desire, all you want to do is push the woman in front of you down. That's the truth...'"
"Hmm."
Ah Xuan relayed our previous conversation, leaving me speechless. I couldn't refute what he said. After all, just a few tens of minutes ago, I was still excited about what I had witnessed yesterday.
"So, I want to play a game with you, Brother Qin Zhe."
Swish!
As Ah Xuan spoke, he suddenly strode forward and ripped off the thin blanket that had been covering me, revealing my lower body, which was only wearing boxer shorts.
I then noticed that my penis was still erect, seemingly about to burst out of my pants. Oh
no! I've been seen!
"You say I'm abnormal, but aren't you the same..." Ah Xuan's gaze was fixed on my erect, engorged penis. "...When you're criticizing others, you still can't forget other things, huh?"
The stark evidence felt like a slap across my face.
Instantly, my cheeks burned...
Enraged and embarrassed, I wanted to get up and punch Ah Xuan, but I noticed a strange, inexplicable state arising within my body, as if the illness that had brought me down had revived.
...What's going on?
Although the darkness hadn't robbed me of my vision, my control over my body felt severed, as if my nerves had lost their connection; I couldn't move according to my thoughts.
My senses were still there, but I had no strength left, still lying on the hospital bed, unable to move.
Damn it! Why did this happen now?
Could it be… that my body hasn't fully recovered yet…?
"You've realized you can't move, right?" Yang Youxuan said with uncanny foresight.
I instantly understood that it wasn't a relapse of my illness, but rather that the man in front of me had done something to me. But… when did he do it?
In a flash, a light shone in my mind.
That's right! It was the medicine Peiqi had injected me with earlier.
"Hehe, as expected of a professional writer, you have a good imagination, you knew the answer right away." He looked at my sudden realization, gave me a "you got it right" look, and announced the answer: "It's just a little muscle relaxant…"
As if encountering my natural enemy, I was not only powerless to move, but my whole body was also trembling involuntarily. I didn't know why I was afraid, I was just instinctively terrified of Axuan in front of me.
"Yang Youxuan, what...what exactly do you want?" I asked hesitantly.
"Didn't I just say that?" A-Xuan had an innocent expression, but I could see his eerie and wicked true nature. "I want to play a game with you!" *
Snap!*
He snapped his fingers.
Pei-Qi stopped licking and stood beside Yang Youxuan at the same time as Wan-Ning.
What's wrong? What does he want to do?
"Nothing, just some preparations before the game starts..." A-Xuan said casually.
After speaking, Pei-Qi, with clear saliva sticking to her lips, first walked to my bedside and silently took out the table from under the bed, which she used for eating, and installed it on my bed.
Crack!
For some reason, this table where I usually eat gives me a very uneasy feeling...and it's installed higher than usual, making me completely confused about their intentions.
Then, Pei-Chi lifted my limp body, pressing my chest against the table, assuming a kneeling, sprawling position.
My unease grew stronger, but I didn't know how to resist their actions, forced to passively
submit to their manipulation—
like a puppet on strings.
"Guess what's going to happen next?" Yang You-Xuan said with a playful expression. "I guarantee you, Brother Qin Zhe, it'll be an unforgettable experience!"
At that moment, goosebumps rose all over my body.
Then, I saw Wan-Ning walk up to me, take out a prepared transparent rubber glove, professionally slip it on her right hand, and pull the bottom of the glove up to her elbow.
*Sizzle!*
This sound intensified my fear, shook my heart, and instilled a terror in me about what was about to happen.
She showed no other expression, allowing me to read her thoughts. She was simply like a trained and brainwashed slave, faithfully carrying out the task Yang You-Xuan had given her.
But upon closer inspection, I could still discern something unusual.
Although Wan Ning looked the same as I usually did, I could see her cheeks gradually flushing red. Her timid demeanor faded, and her bright eyes became slightly moist, revealing the cruel look I'd witnessed the night before as she bullied her junior.
"Gulp..." I couldn't help but swallow.
Then, she left my sight, walking behind me, and a chill immediately ran down my backside.
Whoosh!
Unexpectedly, Wan Ning pulled down my only underwear without hesitation, exposing my bare buttocks.
"Wait! What...what are you doing?!"
In an instant, my unease turned into reality.
I tried to dodge and twist, but Wan Ning stopped me with one hand. Because...I felt something strangely sticky smeared onto my buttocks, then climbed all the way to my anus. It
was icy cold...making me uncomfortable.
Then, the sticky fluid reached the folds of my anus, teasing each fold, like lubricant, or perhaps a tease.
"Hoo... Hah..." I immediately let out a sound uncontrollably.
An indescribable, astonishing pleasure spread from my anus outwards. A sensation I had never experienced before, a tingling, itchy rush, coursed through my nerves, arousing my genitals, making them even harder and more swollen.
But after only a few seconds, this sensation was cruelly interrupted by that hard yet flexible unknown object.
"Oh!"
I cried out.
Good heavens! Someone was actually inserting a finger into my anus!
A feeling of humiliation welled up, assaulting my mind, as Wan Ning's fingers continued to penetrate deeper, shattering my male dignity bit by bit.
"No... don't... don't do this..." I pleaded.
But Wan Ning's actions did not stop. I could feel her slender fingers, as I begged for mercy, thrusting in to the deepest point in one go.
"Ugh!"
I never imagined such a day would come... to be treated like this...
Instantly, a dizzying sensation overwhelmed me. The pain from my torn anus surged through the nerves in my intestines, a helpless emptiness stripping me of all control. Even my ability to speak was reduced to the movement of my lips, a nameless sob escaping from the depths of my throat.
"Waaah..."
Tears streamed down my face, a shame I was experiencing for the first time.
But... after the humiliation came a tidal wave of pleasure that overwhelmed me.
Especially as Wan Ning's fingers began to move inside my rectum, skillfully and slowly probing and stimulating the soft, elastic mucous membranes, giving me an indescribable pleasure.
My previously erect penis twitched, savoring the strange pleasure.
...That's why some men have described the pleasure of having their anus played with. And from it, they experience the pleasures of being a woman.
However, I don't want to experience this in this state!
"Mmm... Oh mmm..."
My mind resisted Wan Ning's actions, but I couldn't stop myself from letting out joyful gasps.
At the same time, I noticed Wan Ning's fingertips touching a certain area inside my rectum, turning the faint pleasure into a clear, audible stimulation.
Oh... So good...
Give me a little more... and I can ejaculate!
Then, I suddenly stopped, surprised by the terrible desire that had suddenly arisen within me. To feel pleasure even in such a humiliating moment...
What am I thinking?!
"Wow! I didn't realize Brother Qin Zhe's endurance was so amazing..." Ah Xuan's voice suddenly rang out, seemingly mocking yet also praising, "...Prostate massage isn't something ordinary men can endure. Most men only need a few massages before they give up, very few can last as long as you, Brother Qin Zhe."
His words brought me back to my senses, and I said hoarsely,
"Stop...stop!"
Perhaps due to the excessive stimulation from my intestines, the moment I vented my resentment, my body's self-control instantly dropped to its lowest point, and I could no longer control myself. My penis, which had been swollen for so long, seemed to have been freed from its shackles and immediately burst forth.
"Ah..."
The sperm mixed with prostate fluid in my testicles gushed out all at once.
I...I ejaculated!
Chapter 3
In my forty-two years of life, I have experienced the beauty of sex. Whether it's intercourse, anal sex, breast sex, oral sex, etc., I have been fortunate enough to try them all. But for the first time, I was again the one being forced into a passive position. As Wan Ning's fingers played with my prostate, I shamefully reached orgasm, uncontrollably ejaculating.
Unexpectedly, this feeling of being manipulated to orgasm brought my soul... an
unprecedented sense of satisfaction—
as if my entire being had been cleansed, all impurities metabolized and washed away.
Afterwards, Wan Ning and Pei Qi gently turned me back to my original position, leaning against the hospital bed, and I faced Yang Youxuan, who had only spoken and not acted the entire time, his face calm.
His expression still didn't reveal his true thoughts, but I knew it definitely wasn't a good thing. Like the calm before a storm, I didn't know when it would arrive.
"Huff...you...why did you do this..." I broke the silence first, panting, "...
What happened?"
"Didn't I just say..." he said in his usual conversational tone, but with a hint of disdain, "...I wanted to play a game with you." His
objective description instantly ignited my anger. My hands involuntarily clenched into fists, my body trembling slightly, unable to move. However, under the influence of the drugs, only my mouth had any strength left, a helpless and resigned feeling.
"Damn it! Stop joking with me!" I shouted angrily, "What kind of damn game is this, that requires humiliating me like this!"
The low growl, the spittle flying from my mouth, didn't stir any emotion in Yang Youxuan. Instead, he held up his right index finger and waved it in front of my eyes, signaling me to calm down and listen to his response.
"Don't get too excited, Brother Qin Zhe," A-Xuan said in his usual indifferent tone, "You, listen quietly to what I have to say!"
The last sentence was laced with an indescribable chilling intent. It was like the overwhelming power of a monarch descending upon me. Even though I was over forty-two, I couldn't withstand the terrifying aura emanating from him, which completely overwhelmed me. I
was speechless.
"Remember what I just said... Pei-Chi and Wan-Ning are both sex slaves I keep." A matter-of-fact smile played on his lips. "And besides them, I want more. But... my time is limited, and I'm lazy. So, the game I want to play with you is to invite you to help me train women, to make them degenerate into my toys."
"What nonsense are you spouting! You said..."
My eyes widened, unable to believe what Ah-Xuan was saying.
If I heard correctly... the game he wanted to play with me was for me to help him train women?! Yang You-Xuan, has he gone crazy again?
"Yes! I want you to help me train women." Ah-Xuan confirmed with me again, calmly saying, "To put it more clearly, I want to know how you will train them, to pile them into the abyss of depravity. And then, I'll receive the fruits of your labor."
"..."
I was speechless.
My mood shifted from unease to fear, from fear to shame, from shame to anger, and finally, from anger to astonishment. Like going through a sauna, it was hard for me to adapt to this sudden change.
"Hehe, of course I'm not letting you expend your energy for free. I'll be involved throughout the entire process,
offering my advice from time to time, but the control remains with you." Yang Youxuan walked to Wan Ning's side, gently stroking her long hair. "Also, I won't deliberately interfere with your training, whether it's deflowering, ejaculation inside, or even getting a woman pregnant, I agree to it all. As for me, I only care about the result." "
...This, this insane lunatic!
At this moment, as if afraid I would disagree with his suggestion, Ah Xuan deliberately pulled Wan Ning's black hair, forcing her to raise her face. Then, he quickly unbuttoned her nurse's uniform with his right hand, turned her to face me, and in one go, took off all of her shirt, ordering,
"Wan Ning, you played with him just now. Now, it's Qin Zhe's turn to play with you! By the way, let him see the results of my training, let him see clearly what kind of slutty woman you really are, and let him know what kind of results I want."
"Mmm."
At that moment, I completely understood the true meaning of the words "sex slave"!
Underneath the shirt, there was not an ordinary bra, but several thin black ropes, like leather belts, wrapped around Wan Ning's breasts, squeezing out the alluring peaks and valleys. Rather than squeezing, it was more like binding, tightly tightening them into an unhealthy pale purple, climbing like vines on the tender milky white skin, with a bewitching and fatal attraction.
It was hard to imagine that Wan Ning, who had just been playing with my prostate like a queen, was dressed like this under her nurse's uniform. Her cold attitude and obscene attire created a stark contrast, making it unbelievable.
But the shock wasn't over yet. Her squeezed breasts were covered with square patches resembling medicated plasters, each connected to a black wire that ran down her body and disappeared into her genitals.
"Take off your skirt too!" Yang Youxuan continued to command.
At his words, Wan Ning obediently unzipped her skirt, maintaining her upright posture without a trace of shame.
What I saw inside was even more astonishing!
Her private parts were immediately exposed to my view. A black leather belt, like a thong, covered the center of Wan Ning's vulva, creating two crescent-shaped labia that parted slightly. There was no pubic hair whatsoever, as if no pubic hair had ever grown there. Between her rosy, pink thighs, the tight leather belt seemed designed to firmly
imprison what was inside—
two columnar objects, each about half a palm's length long.
One could imagine that these two unknown things must have caused Wan Ning considerable pain and discomfort, but she seemed accustomed to it, showing no surprise whatsoever. Her lower body was soaked, making the leather belt gleam with an obscene sheen.
The glistening was probably due to the honey-like fluid seeping from her vulva and flowing down her thighs…
The columnar structures between the two orifices were vibrating slightly, pulsating with a rhythmic, low-pitched motor-like motion. They shared the electrical current with the two black lines emanating from the nipples.
"As a sacred nurse, yet always in this degrading state at work..." Yang Youxuan slowly bent down to pick up all of Wan Ning's discarded clothes, draping them over his left elbow. "...lustful fluids flowed continuously. And she constantly hoped, wishing someone would discover her unusual state..."
Axuan's absurd words were unlike anything a normal person would utter. However, Wan Ning didn't reprimand him for his impolite words, faithfully displaying her wanton nature.
"Now, strip everything off."
"Yes, Master."
Upon receiving the command, Wan Ning began to remove everything except her clothes. Starting with the thin black ropes, she loosened the tightly bound breasts one by one, liberating her breasts from their long-constrained tightness, giving them genuine freedom. Then, the two square pieces of cloth covering her nipples were torn off, revealing the swollen, bright red nipples inside, erect and protruding, looking incredibly tempting.
*Gulp...*
I wonder what it would feel like to suck on those nipples?
My mouth was brimming with saliva, which I swallowed in one gulp. Although her expression remained cold and rational, both her wet lower body and erect nipples showed that Wan Ning's body was experiencing pleasure, spreading through her nerves.
"A very filthy woman, isn't she?" Yang Youxuan beside her seemed to be asking me a question, but also seemed to be humiliating Wan Ning, saying, "She thinks that by playing with a man's anus with a blank expression, she can make him angry and achieve her original goal, enjoying the pleasure of being ravaged. That's the kind of woman she is!" At the same
time, her movements didn't stop; she untied the thin rope thong from her lower body, then spread her legs apart, half-squatted down, and grabbed the cylindrical objects stuffed into her two orifices with both hands, wanting to pull them out all at once.
"Mmm!" An uncontrollable moan escaped Wan Ning's throat.
Sure enough, she was experiencing pleasure... No matter how much she tried to suppress it, her body's instinctive reaction couldn't deceive anyone. Even a sex slave kept by Yang Youxuan couldn't escape the pleasure of physical enjoyment. Despite her efforts to clench her teeth, comfortable breaths escaped her lips:
"Oh... mmm..."
At that moment, a strange expression finally appeared on Yang Youxuan's face.
His lips twitched imperceptibly, and his arms quietly crossed over his chest. His right hand, resting on top, snapped his fingers.
*Snap!*
Like a stone thrown into a lake, the sound echoed loudly in the room, drawing all eyes except for Yang Youxuan, who involuntarily turned to him. A cruel, wolfish gaze once again leaped from his pupils, as if he was dissatisfied with Wan Ning's moaning in front of me, making him lose face.
I was startled.
Heaven knows what this lunatic was about to do next?
He reached into his pocket with his right hand and pulled out a leather mask designed to resemble a face mask, which he had prepared at some point. A circular plug-like feature was abruptly attached to the mask, looking extremely eerie. The
appearance of this contraption immediately caused Wan Ning to show a look of fear and dread. As if she had experienced the power of such a thing before, she instinctively trembled inexplicably, her hands still tightly gripping the two pillar-like structures between her thighs, shaking uncontrollably.
…This, this is just a strange leather mask, what's there to be afraid of?
“Do you know? This is a gag used as a torture device, the same one I used when I first disciplined Wan Ning,” Yang Youxuan explained in a reminiscent tone, casually toying with the contraption in his hand. Especially noticeable was the circular cap, which, due to gravity, drooped, revealing a hollow hole inlaid with an iron ring.
Then, he instructed Pei-Chi, "Come here, help your senior put it on."
Pei-Chi obediently obeyed, respectfully walking to Ah-Xuan, raising both hands to receive the "mask," and then walking to the frozen Wan-Ning. She grabbed Wan-Ning's jaw, pried open her lips, and stuffed the iron ring into her mouth, while the remaining part went around the back of her head and fastened the hook.
Crack!
For some reason, Wan-Ning's restraint from her junior caused my penis, which had just ejaculated, to strangely awaken. A tingling, warm current flowed down my spine, like insects neatly lining up and entering my penis.
Trembling, engorged, expanding, swelling...
At this moment, Pei-Chi also completed the command given by Yang You-Xuan. She installed the leather mask on Wan-Ning's face, only revealing her pink, forcibly opened mouth, covered in moist, silvery saliva, her tongue sticking out like a dog's.
Of course, her posture remained unchanged, her legs half-squatting open, her hands tightly gripping the two pillar-like objects in her lower body, not daring to make any other movements.
"I just put this thing in her, while giving her an enema, and made her beloved Peiqi press her lower body close to her face..." Yang Youxuan's tone gradually lowered, still not quite finished speaking: "...to spray the urine that had been held back for so long directly into the hole in the center of the plug without any distance..."
"Huff...ha...huff...ha..." Under the humiliating stimulation of the words, Wan Ning's breathing also became rapid.
"...And then, Wan Ning, who seemed timid but possessed the potential of a queen, was gradually and successfully trained by me, hehe." Yang Youxuan stared at me, cruelly and excitedly saying, "How about it, Brother Qin Zhe? Her current appearance is completely unrelated to the scene you saw last night, isn't it? She doesn't seem like a strong senior, but rather a masochistic sex slave begging to be humiliated!"
"Haha... Huh, ah huh... Oh ha..."
My entire constructed world gradually crumbled and shattered after hearing Yang Youxuan's words.
No! Stop talking! Please!
My body kept screaming out these true emotions, but my body remained frozen, struggling unable to appreciate and listen to the woman's lewd actions before me. However, from the center of my back to my lower body, I felt an increasingly burning, stinging pain, forcefully piercing my spinal cord, striking again and again.
I then realized that my penis was as hard as iron, proudly erect once more. A strong, sadistic lust spread inexplicably, permeating my mind.
It must be because of the influence of Wan Ning's manipulation just now!
The remaining shred of rationality kept repeating excuses to justify my abnormal state... But her shameful and submissive appearance was gradually arousing my excitement, relentlessly.
"Peiqi, pull the toy out of your senior's anus," Yang Youxuan said softly, then casually instructed, "Then, put it in her mouth."
The cold command came from his mouth.
"Master..." Peiqi was a little embarrassed and hesitated in her response, "...Yes."
However, she still dared not resist Yang Youxuan's authority. Immediately, she gripped the dildo installed inside her senior's anus and pulled it out.
Pop!
"Ugh!" The suppressed groan was abruptly stopped by Wan Ning.
Suddenly, I realized that the columnar object inside her anus looked so terrifying!
The sculpted features, resembling a man's penis, were exquisitely reproduced on the dildo. The glans, urethral opening, mushroom-shaped ridges, and the veins and blood vessels on the shaft were clearly visible. Moreover, after being cleansed from the rectum, the disgusting yellowish-brown filth and its unpleasant odor quietly wafted into my olfactory cavity, confirming its origin as excrement.
"Hmph," Yang Youxuan murmured, giving a subtle hint.
Peiqi obediently nodded, ruthlessly piercing the filthy, realistic penis through the ring that had been stretched open in her senior's mouth, forcing her to take it in.
"No!" I couldn't help but cry out in protest.
But the actual situation didn't change at all because of my objection.
The discomfort caused by the removal of the dildo dilating her anus gradually subsided, but the remaining blockage at the anus only made Wan Ning more excited under this cruel treatment. The overflowing wetness drenched the insides of her thighs, creating a strong lubricant that caused her vaginal muscles to twitch, seemingly causing the other toy embedded inside to slowly detach.
*Thud!
* Just as I saw, the dildo in her vagina fell straight down.
"Hey, Brother Qin Zhe. My slave is ready for you to fuck, what about you?" Yang Youxuan said with a lewd grin.
"I...I, I..." I stammered, unable to speak.
"See...I was right. Wan Ning, Brother Qin Zhe is so excited he can't speak, what do you think we should do?" Yang Youxuan continued, walking towards her and reaching into her half-squatting, slightly open private area, probing with his fingers.
"Ugh...uh, oh..."
After only a few strokes, the gurgling sounds echoed shyly, causing Wan Ning to uncontrollably twist and sway her body, highlighting the mask covering her face, especially the protruding dildo covered in feces that she had swallowed. Her
disgusting yet pleasurable, lewd eyes faithfully revealed her current state of mind.
"Brother Qin Zhe, I've already checked you, it's very wet!" Yang Youxuan said smugly, as if discussing something with me in a relaxed tone, "I guarantee I'll make you feel amazing!" "Yang Youxuan...
you, you've gone too far!" This was my last shred of rationality.
"This isn't enough?" He stopped moving, taking out his right hand, which was covered in semen. The viscous, clear fluid flowed down, hanging in a shameful silver line, "Besides, she didn't object! Look, she's already enjoying it immensely."
"..." I didn't know how to answer.
"Now, it's your turn to enjoy her." Yang Youxuan casually smeared the semen on Wan Ning's seemingly pitiful face. "I always keep my word."
At this moment, I finally truly understood Yang Youxuan's madness and obsession!
Indeed, what he was doing was extremely excessive, yet his words were completely truthful. He wasn't joking with me at all, honestly revealing his true colors.
This kind of paranoid psychopath has transcended moral norms.
I struggled, but my body's reactions couldn't lie to anyone. A vague sense of revenge and an extreme thirst for violation were about to overwhelm my reason.
"Forget all ethics and morality! Enjoying the woman in front of you is what you want most right now, Brother Qin Zhe, right?!"
Yang Youxuan pushed Wan Ning from behind, forcing her to walk forward and woodenly step onto my hospital bed.
"Mmm... Ah... Ugh..." The confusion in her eyes had faded, leaving only pure lust. She stared at my penis, moaning softly, "Oh..."
She parted her sticky, overflowing vulva, revealing its beautiful, tender flesh. Slowly, she squatted down, aligning her crimson labia with my swollen glans, penetrating my delicate body.
*Plop!
* Swallowed, disappeared.
"Oh..." We both gasped simultaneously.
An electric sensation shot up my spine, a torrent of nectar enveloping my penis tightly at the moment of our union, leaving no gaps. It felt like returning to my mother's amniotic fluid, numbing all my senses.
So good... so comfortable... so amazing...
The hot yet soft walls of her vagina writhed, massaging my penis. The elastic, dense cavity, desperately pulling at my penis, pushing it inward, unlike any woman I'd ever encountered, who always seemed to repel me, including my wife.
The slippery, winding vaginal canal cleverly wrapped around my glans. The pleasure of being swallowed from the root made me, who had already ejaculated once, almost unable to hold back my semen as soon as I entered, as this fatal cavity squeezed out my semen. This suction continued in waves, inducing my waist to sway up and down passively, thrusting.
"Oh...ha...oh..." A blissful feeling filled my mind.
Then, a subtle sensation of layers of flesh walls made me squint my eyes, intoxicated by the ultimate pleasure that Wan Ning's vagina was giving me.
"Ugh...ah, oh...hum..."
Not only me, but Wan Ning, who was riding on top of me, also sang soft, tender moans in rhythm with my thrusts. Just like her usual timid and weak appearance, she was pitiful.
However... the mask covering her face with a dildo unexpectedly ignited a secret lust within me.
Control of my hands returned, and I cupped Wan Ning's swaying, fair breasts from below, my nails scraping the remaining marks from the leather belt while kneading her reddened nipples. Her shy moans grew sweeter:
"Mmm...oh...ah, gurgle..."
Her mouth, choked with saliva, made her gasps tremble, which only fueled my lust.
It was indescribable pleasure...
This vagina, so thoroughly trained and developed, secreted abundant, fragrant fluids, coupled with her pitiful moans—no man could resist. All reason vanished, and I surrendered myself to my masculine instincts. I frantically thrust my hips, relentlessly penetrating Wan Ning's body.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
The metal hospital bed creaked as if it were about to fall apart.
In an instant, a sense of self-awareness sprouted within my soul, giving rise to a thought I dared not believe—
I also want a sex slave…
someone exclusively mine, just like Wan Ning and Pei Qi, someone I can manipulate at will.

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