[The Drunken Monk] Remote Control Game (Chapter 1) Author: The Drunken Monk

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Author: Drunken Monk
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Chapter 1
"Boss, how was it? Did I satisfy you?"
The woman in front of me sat naked on the edge of the sofa, pulling black stockings over her
beautiful white legs, and asked him anxiously, turning her pretty face to the side.
I lay on the bed shirtless and lazily glanced at her. I noticed that her pretty
face, covered in my semen, was full of tension. Even her full breasts trembled slightly in the air with excitement,
looking very sexy. I could still feel the alluring sensation of playing with those plump breasts last night
.
To be honest, this beauty is quite something. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also very cooperative in bed. You can tell at a glance
that she's a seasoned pro in bed, someone who's been to many men. By most men's standards, she's definitely a captivating
and alluring woman. But, unfortunately, I'm not an ordinary man, but...
"I'm sorry..."
I sighed. Although I knew his words would hurt her, I still had to tell her the truth.
"My beauty, your skills in bed are indeed quite good, but a real prostitute needs more than just good skills.
She also needs the patience to tolerate her customers' every whim. You're not quite there yet. For example, last night when I asked you to lick my feet,
you looked so aggrieved, which really annoyed me. And after I ejaculated on you, I wanted to urinate in your mouth,
and you..."
"Nonsense—!"
Upon hearing this, the beauty exclaimed angrily, jumping off the bed naked. Then, with a
frosty expression, she pointed at me on the bed, gritting her teeth and cursing:
"Drinking urine! Is that something a human should do?! What woman could stand that—?! Even the lowest prostitute
couldn't stand it—!"
"I pay you, so you should do it..."
I said casually, a wicked smile on my face, as I rested my head on my arm.
The beauty was speechless upon hearing this. She stared at me blankly for a long while, her naked body exposed, then
looked at me with disbelief and stammered,
"...You...you're bullying me too much."
"This isn't bullying, this is a transaction."
I thoroughly enjoyed her astonishment, so I lay sprawled on the bed with a slight smile and teased,
"Miss, although you claim to be the most charming high-class prostitute in Binhai City, in my opinion, your skills are just so-
so. I suggest you go back and wash yourself clean and become a respectable woman, hehe."
My words were extremely sarcastic, and the beauty's face flushed red and
then turned pale with anger. After staring at me for a long time, she silently bent down and picked up her clothes from the floor to cover her naked body.
Just when I thought she was about to leave, I suddenly saw her grab an ashtray from the coffee table and
throw it at her exposed crotch.
Upon seeing this, I was immediately shocked. I quickly dodged to the side, and with a loud thud, my genitals
narrowly escaped a fatal blow, but the ashtray struck my inner thigh, sending a sharp pain shooting to my head.
I gritted my teeth, clutching my groin as I sat up in bed, rubbing it and yelling angrily at her
,
"Damn it! Are you...you woman insane?!"
"You're the insane one! A perverted lunatic!"
The beautiful woman, her face frosty, grabbed her clothes and, half-naked, went to the door, flung it open,
and before leaving, glared at me fiercely with her phoenix eyes, angrily cursing,
"You pervert, go have sex with a pig! I'm not serving you anymore, hmph—"
With that, she walked out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Hmm, daring to walk naked in the street, that kind of bold behavior is quite satisfying. What satisfies me most is that this lady actually forgot to ask me for the overnight fee, which 　　is a rare good thing
for a poor and lustful recent graduate . 　　"If this dissolute life continues, I'll be ruined...sigh." 　　Just then, my phone rang. I picked it up and froze. 　　"Boom—" 　　A huge clap of thunder boomed in the dark sky, and the rain, which had subsided, 　　suddenly intensified again as if it had taken a stimulant. 　　This torrential rain had been falling all day, and the entire Binhai City train station and Donghua Street outside the station were shrouded 　　in a hazy rain and mist. 　　Normally, nighttime is the busiest time for this street that extends from the train station and is full of entertainment and leisure, 　　but at this moment, there was no one on the street. The pedestrians seemed to be afraid of the rain, and they all took shelter from the rain at 　　the roadside stalls. Even the taxis were speeding, as if they would drown in the rain if they were a little slow 　　. 　　Dressed in a pristine white suit, I sat in my car, gazing thoughtfully at the heavy rain outside the window, 　　a hint of irritation on my handsome face. 　　Today should have been the happiest day of my life. Just yesterday evening, I received 　　a notification from head office to go to the United States for a training program. This meant I had beaten a formidable competitor I'd never met, securing 　　their company's only publicly funded overseas study opportunity. 　　In other words, from now on, I, Zhang Yi, would truly be a chosen one, 　　with limitless prospects upon my return. 　　But now, the joy that had lasted from yesterday until this morning had turned into a joyful anxiety, 　　all because of a text message on my phone that I'd repeatedly read: 　　"Handsome, I'm Purple Apple, dare you come and eat me? If interested, please call..." 　　Staring at these words on my phone, Chen Yi nervously swallowed, 　　loosening his tie and feeling a surge of heat rising from his groin. 　　Although the text message seemed inexplicable, Chen Yi knew perfectly well what it meant. 　　This is a game that has recently become very popular in Binhai City: using text messages to find one-night stand partners. 　　Most of those sending these messages are single urban women who value freedom and 　　cannot or do not want to get married for various reasons, so they send these dating messages whenever they feel the need.

"Apple" refers to the female body in sexual intercourse. The color before "apple" indicates the woman's preferred
type: green, red, and purple.
A green apple suggests a woman who is shy and inexperienced sexually, hoping for a gentle and considerate
man for the night. A red apple indicates a woman with some sexual experience who enjoys more intense sex. As for a purple apple
…
I once heard someone tell him that a purple apple is the kind of woman who is naturally promiscuous and has a severe masochistic fetish—a super-obsessed
woman.
Originally, I never got involved in such affairs, fearing that if exposed, it would ruin his reputation and affect
his future.
But now that I've received the training notice from the head office, even if the company knows about his misconduct,
they can't do anything about it. Besides, such a super-obsessed woman is rare, so on a whim, I called her back and
arranged to meet her here…
Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement and couldn't resist peeking out from the station. Hoping
to find his sexual partner as soon as possible…
Just as he was looking around, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared across the street and caught my
eye. I squinted and looked closely, and I was stunned.
It was a stunning beauty, seemingly from heaven, around twenty years old, in the prime of her youth.
The torrential rain slid down her long, black hair, flowing down her exquisite face and into the full
, white cleavage beneath her purple t-shirt.
Her purple t-shirt and the white silk trousers that hugged her snow-white waist were already soaked through,
clinging to her delicate body like a thin film, revealing her exquisite curves without reservation in the darkness
.
Even more breathtaking was that, through the soaked t-shirt, only two hazy mounds of snow-white skin topped with two alluring rosy
nipples could be seen protruding into the air—this beauty wasn't wearing anything…!
Although her wet, half-naked, sexy image was quite eye-catching, the beauty seemed completely unconcerned.
Her beautiful face, washed clean and flawless by the rain, showed a relaxed expression; even her pink lips seemed to hold a mysterious
, faint smile. Humming a song, she strode nimbly across the rain from the opposite side, her long, slender, white legs deftly
navigating the downpour.
Could she be that…?
Thinking this, I couldn't help but shake my head—
impossible. How could such a stunning beauty be that kind of "purple apple"? In my imagination,
the perverted woman with the heavy tastes she met should be a middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties, with a vulgar appearance, not
this youthful and vibrant beauty who looked like a cheerleader. I must be mistaken.
But to my surprise, the beauty looked around, smiled charmingly, waved her snow-
white arm at me, and then lightly waded through the water to my car door. She knocked on the door.
Slightly stunned, I quickly opened the car door for her. She didn't rush to get in, but
stood gracefully by the door, shielding her eyes from the rain with her arm, and smiled charmingly, asking in a magnetic voice,
"Hello, handsome, I'm Xue Miaoshen. Are you Mr. Zhang?"
I was immediately stunned—
good heavens! It really was her!
So, staring at her with a face full of surprise, I stammered,
"That's right, I am me—Miss Xue, please come in."
Xue Miaoshen smiled faintly, turned and squeezed her slender figure into the car. Then, while smoothing her long hair and elegantly wringing out the raindrops, she turned her head and politely 　　said to Zhang Yi
in her magnetic voice , 　　"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I'm late because the teacher for this afternoon's aerobics class ran a little late. 　　I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." 　　After speaking, Xue Miaoshen combed her wrung-out black hair back, crossed her beautiful legs, and leaned lazily 　　against the car back, a slight smile playing on her lips as she looked at me alluringly. 　　Actually, I hadn't heard what she said at all, because as soon as she got into the car, I started to scrutinize Xue 　　Miaoshen's graceful figure. 　　Xue Miaoshen's appearance was truly impeccable. Her skin was like solidified cream, its color as 　　radiant as snow reflecting the morning sun without makeup. Her slender figure was graceful and exquisite, as if sculpted by a master craftsman. 　　Her phoenix eyes and cherry lips, her watery gaze, and her long, wet, black hair clinging to her jade-like cheeks 　　gave her delicate features a hazy, mysterious beauty that was utterly captivating. Even I, usually so composed 　　, was mesmerized. 　　Especially her semi-transparent, wet t-shirt, which made my eyes involuntarily fixed 　　on her trembling, full, white breasts peeking out from beneath the wet fabric, leaving me speechless. A 　　fiery urge rose from my groin. 　　Seeing me staring at her breasts with such longing, Xue Miaoshen showed no aversion. Instead, she gave a seductive 　　smile, gently and slowly raising her body, thrusting her full breasts even higher. She gracefully extended one 　　jade-like hand, pointing to the alluring red dot peeking through her damp shirt at her ample breasts, and casually explained, 　　"Mr. Zhang, to make things more enjoyable, I'm not wearing anything like a strapless bra. That way, 　　when you want to humiliate me later, you can just pin me to the ground, grab my bra collar, and strip me naked. 　　It's convenient..." 　　With that, Xue Miaoshen twisted her body, leaned close to me, and whispered in my ear, 　　"What?...Mr. Zhang, I see you're very interested in my breasts. How about I lift my 　　t-shirt now and let you line up before the other men, so you can play with them a bit?" 　　Hearing this, I raised an eyebrow, secretly admiring her— 　　not bad! She's definitely a born slut; with just a few words, she's aroused a man's deepest desires... I didn't expect 　　someone so youthful and beautiful to speak so seductively. She's truly a malleable sex expert, actually suggesting 　　I line up before the other men... 　　Wait! Let me line up before the other men? What does that mean? 　　Thinking about it, I suddenly felt something was wrong, so I stared blankly at Xue Miaoshen's beautiful figure and asked, puzzled, 　　"Miss Xue, you said you wanted me to be ahead of the other men in line... do you mean there won't be just the two of us today?"

"Want to play together?"
"Of course! Do you think you alone can satisfy me? Don't forget, I'm the Purple Apple."
Hearing my direct question, Xue Miaoshen smiled calmly, her beautiful face serene. She crossed her arms over her
snow-white legs, looking slightly awkward and shy, and said softly,
"It's more fun with more people."
I couldn't help but gasp. I hadn't expected such a beautiful woman to have such a strong
taste.
The contrast between her appearance and personality was simply too great.
Now that I'd confirmed her identity, I had nothing more to worry about. So I whispered,
"Oh? Really? Miss Xue Miaoshen, how does the game work?"
Xue Miaoshen thought for a moment, then smiled, elegantly crossing her beautiful legs, and said
,
"It's simple. Someone will call later, and we'll do as they ask..."
She then lazily leaned her graceful body against me, whispering in my ear,
"Play some games that children shouldn't play..."
I was taken aback, turning my head to look at her exquisitely beautiful face, then burst into laughter
:
"Hehe, Miss Miaoshen, may I ask if playing these games will cause injury?"
Xue Miaoshen smiled calmly again, whispering in my ear once more,
"Don't worry, you won't, but I..."
Before she could finish, the phone rang. Xue Miaoshen answered it, listened for a moment, and then said...
"Alright! The order's here, let's go!"
With that, Xue Miaoshen stood up and pulled me out the door…
The rain was still falling, pattering against the car's windshield, bringing a chill, but
I didn't feel cold at all…
As I drove, I occasionally glanced at
Xue Miaoshen sitting beside me, carrying out my first "discipline" order.
At that moment, the stunningly beautiful Xue Miaoshen leaned her seemingly boneless body against the car seat back
, her slender, white legs in red high heels resting lightly on the front seat, causing
her snow-white legs, tightly wrapped in wet, white silk trousers,
to be spread apart in a very lewd posture towards me.
At the same time, her snow-white arm reached along the edge of her white silk trousers and slipped between her legs,
incessantly fiddling with her genitals through the almost translucent fabric.
"Ah... um..."
Xue Miaoshen gently rested her beautiful face against the car door glass,
her mind in a daze due to the sexual stimulation from her groin. Her eyes were half-open, half-closed, her cherry lips
slightly parted, and her rapid breathing was punctuated by seductive moans.
What a sensitive and wanton girl! Not only was she completely absorbed in masturbation, boldly assuming such a lewd,
wide-legged masturbation position, but she also considered my visual experience, unhesitatingly pointing her legs towards Zhang Yi,
allowing me to clearly see her movements as she masturbated.
It seems that giving her the simplest masturbation as her first task was underestimating her.
"Master... I, I feel almost there, the final... you, you want to do it yourself?"
Xue Miaoshen moaned into the phone, her hazy, lustful cries echoing beside me.
This was an order from an unknown person over the phone: she would masturbate first, and when she was close to climax,
I would personally stimulate her genitals to bring her to orgasm.
Hearing this, I glanced to the side and saw the graceful Xue Miaoshen limply slumped, her beautiful legs moving up and down,
the fabric of her white silk trousers already soaked with moisture.
What a sensitive girl; even before reaching orgasm, her genitals were already secreting so much fluid.
I secretly praised her and said,
"Good, sit up, pull down your trousers and sit on me."
Xue Miaoshen, slumped in the chair, nodded, propped herself up, and then, spreading her snow-white legs,
sat upright, using her jade-like fingers to hook the waistband of her trousers and slowly pull them down, guiding her genitals completely
...

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