leisurely life

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I always loved the twilight in the capital, peaceful and serene, especially after a long day of work, when I changed into
casual clothes, carrying a false identity prepared by my servants and known to all the major powers in the capital, and
walked towards some kind of brothel. What is my true identity? It doesn't matter at all
. In this world of swords and magic, I am the sole will of this empire.

Spring District is a residential area in the north of the capital, behind the Royal Garden. Most of the residents are
low-ranking nobles and mid-level officials. The environment is quiet, but there are no conspicuous mansions. Following
the address provided by my servants, I knocked on the door of an ordinary courtyard, giving my lurking henchmen a reassuring
gesture to stay put.

The door opened quickly, and a robust man in his thirties with a rather respectable face sized
me up: "Young master, do you have any substantial credentials?" Although I was dressed casually, I was out
for leisure... I wouldn't dress too casually; an appearance of wealth and nobility would save me a lot of trouble.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out something that looked like a seal, handing it over. The middle-aged man respectfully accepted it with both hands, then
pulled out a small, square box-like object from his robes. The seal I handed him fit perfectly into the box,
and the box immediately changed from its dull gray color to a brilliant gold—it was a simple identification
device. The brilliant gold not only proved that the seal I produced was authentic and verifiable, but also proved that I
was a top-tier noble with royal blood. The man's expression changed slightly, and he returned the seal with even greater respect
, bowing as he led me into the house.

After closing the door behind him, the man led me into a small room that appeared to be a guest room. The room was simply
furnished with a bed, a wardrobe, and a tea set. Although I was slightly surprised, I
... Knowing that a brothel that could attract princes, ministers, and top merchants couldn't be this simple,
I was certain the man bent down and touched a mechanism somewhere. The small bed slid open, revealing a
dark underground passage entrance.

"Please, young master," the man bowed, gesturing. "I cannot go down myself, young master. Please descend yourself. The passage
isn't long, but it's quite dark. Please watch your step. Someone will guide you from below."

I frowned slightly; this etiquette was somewhat impolite, but I didn't dwell on it. I
walked down the entrance step by step. The passage wasn't deep; after thirty steps, I reached the bottom. Beyond that was another
twenty meters or so of corridor, ending at a large door. A pair of lamps lit on either side of the door, and combined with
the light from the entrance behind me, the passage wasn't dark. I quickly walked to the door, raised my hand, and
pushed it open... The door opened, and at the same time, the sound of a mechanism clicking came from behind me. The light behind me dimmed instantly, but it didn't
matter; I had already entered.

Behind the door was a large hall, spotless and empty. The carpet under my feet was of high quality,
and although the walls were clean with only a few candles for illumination, the texture of the walls suggested they were made of high-grade velvet
. Ah, I'm quite an oddball for having the mind to observe these things, because in the center of the hall was something
far more noteworthy than the walls or the carpet—three young girls kneeling on the carpet.

Seeing me enter, the three girls bowed in unison: "This servant greets Your Excellency." I stepped forward,
using the pretext of receiving their greeting to carefully examine the three girls. Although I rarely had the opportunity to enter such a sensual place,
I was somewhat familiar with the general process. While these three girls, dressed in elegant evening gowns and around seventeen or eighteen years old,
were beautiful, especially the one in the lead, whom even I had to secretly admire,
in reality… These three girls weren't the main characters; like the men guarding the tunnel entrance, they were merely servants to greet guests
.

After bowing, the three girls gracefully rose. The one in the lead said, "This must be your first time visiting, sir. According to our
custom, please follow us to choose some dolls."

"Dolls?" Hearing this word, my heart skipped a beat. "Alright, lead the way." The three girls bowed again and led me through a door

on
the right side of the hall into a corridor.
We walked for about twenty minutes, going up and down several stairs, until finally, the girls
stopped at the door of a room, opened it, and led me inside.

"Hmm!" This time, I didn't notice anything around me; I was directly
attracted by the "things" in the room: four candlesticks—four beautiful young girls, all under twenty, with their backs to the
ground, their hands grasping their spread legs, revealing snow-white, hairless, pink labia completely
exposed. Exposed to the air, four slender white candles were inserted into the anuses of four young girls.

I swallowed hard, feeling a surge of heat rising within me. Ignoring everything else, I hurried forward to one of the
"candlesticks." She was remarkably beautiful, in no way inferior to the three guiding girls. Her breasts were of moderate size
, perhaps due to her upside-down position, their shape remarkably perfect, like inverted bowls. By the candlelight, I could see that she was
n't naturally celibate, but rather had her vulva surgically removed. Her two pinkish labia were exquisitely delicate. Because her legs were
spread wide and upside down, her labia were slightly parted, and in the candlelight, a pale pink
membrane shimmered faintly through her vulva. I was somewhat surprised. I reached out and used two fingers to part her labia; that faint shimmer
was indeed a symbol of virginity.

"Sir, there's no need to be surprised. Except for some special types, our dolls are generally
brand new "Yes." The voice of the girl who had led the way reached my ears.

I didn't reply. My hands left the flower path beside the "candlestick" and touched her smooth, pink buttocks
—delicate, tender, and smooth to the touch. I bent down slightly and gently played with her breasts, as if they were two mounds of silk,
delicate and soft, feeling quite nice. Suddenly, I noticed her expression; she was smiling,
a smile that was hard to describe, as if we were sitting together, properly dressed, drinking tea and chatting in an afternoon garden, instead of her
standing naked upside down in this secret room, a candle burning in her rear, allowing me to freely play with her alluring body.
Ah.

I let go of her hand and straightened up, turning around to greet the three girls who had come to guide me. But when I turned back, I discovered that
this room didn't just have four "candelabra"—there was also a very large sofa bed, and on the bed,
two pinkish-white bodies. The four candelabra were arranged around this sofa bed. The room
was already dimly lit by only four finger-thick candles, and the brightest spot had a very eye-catching view; missing the
main part wouldn't be unreasonable.

I walked over, and the pinkish-white bodies on the bed turned out to be two girls, no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, kneeling naked
on the bed. Their appearance was slightly better than the "candelabra," and remarkably, their faces were completely childlike. Their two pairs of
bright white breasts were not only as well-shaped as the "candelabra's," but also a size larger.

As soon as they saw me approach, the two girls immediately got up and started undressing me. Since I had planned ahead, I
wasn't wearing much, and the two beauties quickly stripped me naked. One of them was even
going to put on the robe by the bed, but before they could react, I grabbed her on either side and threw her onto
the sofa bed. After some rough handling, she finally lay flat. I then grasped one of her breasts in each hand and fondled them. These
two beauties, unlike the "candlestick," had much richer expressions, their obsequiousness tinged with a hint of shyness.

Before I could make a further move, the leading girl approached the bedside: "Sir, please wait
a moment. These are merely appetizers offered by our establishment. Please choose your main course first, and then savor these appetizers."

"Hmm?" I was taken aback. Both the "candlestick" and the two youthful-looking girls on the bed were quite
accomplished; I hadn't expected these to be just appetizers. "Appetizers? These appetizers are quite nice. Do you have
more? I can enjoy them a little longer."

The leading girl said, "Whatever you like, sir, we provide. We also have appetizers." She
bent down and pulled a menu from a hidden compartment in the sofa bed. The candlestick I had been playing with earlier pulled out its
candle, flipped itself up, stood up, took the menu from the leading girl, handed it to me, and
then climbed onto the sofa bed with the candle to provide light for me.

I took the menu but didn't open it right away. I grabbed the hair of the girl with the baby face on my right and gently pressed her head
towards my already rock-hard penis: "Lick!" I then gestured to the girl with the baby face on my left
, and she obediently moved over to give me oral sex with her sisters. Then I pulled
"Candlestick" over, hugged her, and opened the menu. Actually, if you really want to play around, breasts like Candlestick's—not too big,
not too small, and the perfect size for your hand—are the most fun.

The first page of the menu read: Featured Recommendation: Home Toy Sets. The candlesticks were actually called candlestick dolls, and the "baby-faced
girl" item was actually a cushion doll. I glanced at the girl leading the way: "How many candlesticks and cushions are left
? I'll take them all."

The girl paused slightly: "Sir, we have quite a few candlesticks and cushions in stock. If we bring them all,
this room probably won't be able to hold them all."

"Then we have delivery... wait..." My address is rather unusual, delivery would be troublesome. After a moment's thought
, I asked, "Uh, my home isn't very convenient either. Do you have any solutions? Money is not an issue."

"Yes." The girl bent down and took out another menu. "We also handle some private residences."

I took it and opened it. They were all small villas in the suburbs of the capital. They looked ordinary on the outside, but
most of the interiors had been renovated, especially the structures with underground secret rooms. They also had servants and special
training... "Master, please," I said, flipping through the menu and randomly choosing a conveniently located one. "This is it. How many
candlesticks and cushions do you have left? I'll take them all. Bring them here."

The girl took the menu and then bent down to retrieve some magical items from a hidden compartment. "Sir, please let me transfer
the ownership."

I patted the cushion's round bottom, signaling her to bring me my clothes. Then, I pulled out the identity
seal from my clothes and casually tossed it to the girl who had led the way. She quickly caught it, and after a few maneuvers,
transferred the house ownership first. Then, she looked up and said, "We currently have sixty candlesticks and twenty-two cushions. Would you like
to transfer them all at once?"

"Of course." I comfortably enjoyed the oral services of the two cushions while
my hands roamed over the candlesticks. The two cushions' oral skills were slightly clumsy, but their technique was extremely rich, and they knew how to maintain
a good balance Two small pink tongues roamed back and forth on my little brother, carefully avoiding the most sensitive spots,
making me feel comfortable without losing interest too soon. The candlestick was quite nice too; no matter how I played with it, even when I
pinched her lower abdomen hard with two fingers, leaving a bruise, she always maintained that gentle, calm smile, while
her flower path flowed continuously. Especially when I pinched her hard, a gush of water suddenly spurted from her lower body.
Ah, her face flushed red. Although her expression didn't change, anyone with experience would know that she had experienced a small climax
.

Although it was only a few words, I sensed that the body pillow was probably a bed
toy that had undergone various training techniques, while the candlestick seemed to have a special masochistic constitution. Both weren't cheap on the menu.
Ah, I glanced at the price of sixty candlesticks and twenty-two body pillows and knew it far exceeded the price of that outer villa
. So the girl leading the way asked again, but money is never a problem for me.
Just the private savings tied to my current fake identity are enough to buy half of the capital.

The first few pages of the menu are simple, just some transaction details. All the girls here are called dolls,
and customers must buy them outright. They can take them home or leave them here for future visits. Of course, leaving them
here also costs money, but don't worry about selling the same item to two different people; the owner here is very powerful and reputable
. Next is a description of the dolls' qualities. For example, candlesticks and pillows are all grade B by here's standards, meaning they have
excellent qualities but no particularly outstanding features. Above that is grade A, which, in addition to good qualities,
often possesses a unique feature, such as a special vagina or unique skills. The top-tier grade S can be described
as outstanding in every way. The worst are the two girls who accompany the dolls, grade C. Although, in my opinion...
Even those who would be considered top-tier courtesans in the outside world are merely lowly maids here. The following
content is categorized: first by age, from young girls to mature women; then by personality and sexual preferences; and
finally by additional characteristics such as proficiency in a musical instrument.

I glanced at the candlestick beside me, then closed the menu: "Let's start with a few young girls,
preferably with a sultry and lewd personality, and masochistic fetishes. S-rank is preferred."

The girl nodded: "I'm sorry, sir, because S-rank dolls are extremely rare and exceptionally talented,
they are only categorized by age. But don't worry, sir, S-rank dolls are proficient in all personality traits and
fetishes; they are universal." "

Is that so?"

"Yes, sir, please carefully review the grading information." I quickly flipped to the grading information. It turned out that this
menu was basically for selecting A-rank dolls. S-rank dolls were scarce and had special qualities, so they were only categorized by age
. B-rank dolls didn't have any special features, so they were all specially trained like body pillows and candlesticks and sold as special items
. C-rank dolls were just extras; the detached house I just bought came with twelve C-rank dolls as maids.

"Oh, I see. How many S-grade items do you have here right now?"

"There are seven S-grade items in total, and four in the girl category."

"Okay, I'll take them all. Also, bring all the A-grade items from the three categories I mentioned earlier." With that
, I tossed the menu aside, grabbed the candle from the candlestick, pulled her into my arms, and forcefully grasped her smooth, soft
breasts with my left hand. With a gentle flick of my right hand, a large drop of candle wax dripped onto the candlestick's bare mons pubis, causing her
to tremble.

"You have ordered eight A-grade dolls. Please wait a moment." The girl leading the way completely ignored my hand
gestures, finished speaking in a formulaic manner, and then, with her two followers, felt her way through a door in the wall in front of the bed and left.

After ordering, let's enjoy the appetizers first. I lifted my leg: "Lick downwards." The two cushions obediently
left my little brother, and two fragrant tongues slowly slid down. I blew out the candle and tossed it aside, then held
the candlestick in my arms with one hand: "Do you know the riding position?"

"Yes, ma'am." The candlestick carefully adjusted its position on me, spread its legs and straddled
my stomach, then used its legs to stand up slightly, held my little brother with its hands, and then sat down suddenly
.

"Hmm..." I felt my little brother enter a crowded and warm
cavity with almost no resistance. The candlestick groaned slightly, and the expression on its face finally began to change, from a gentle smile to
a bewitching giggle. It put its hands behind its back, looked into my eyes with seductive eyes, leaned forward and
brought its breasts to my most convenient position, and began to move its legs up and down on me.

"Do you have a name?" I suddenly felt that the old candlestick was a bit awkward.

"Um... Master, this servant... um... this servant doesn't... doesn't have a name." The candlestick replied breathlessly
.

"Since you're a candlestick, then let's call you Azhu. The three of them can be called Amei,
Alan, and Aju respectively, in clockwise order." I lifted my leg again and rubbed the back of my foot against the two pillows that were licking my calf: "The two
pillows have white and round breasts. Let's call the one on the left Little White and the one on the right Little Round."

"This servant thanks Master for bestowing names." A few soft, coquettish voices echoed in the room.

A-Zhu was quite tall, with long, beautiful, and strong legs. Her legs moved
with even, powerful rhythm, and when she squatted down, she would gently lower herself into position. Therefore, the only
sound at their point of contact was the soft, gurgling of water, without the loud slapping of flesh. What was particularly exciting was that, due to her unique physique
, a slight pinch of her soft breasts or smooth, firm waist with two fingers
would immediately send a warm sensation to my glans. This feeling was somewhat addictive, and without realizing it, my hands were constantly
pinching and kneading A-Zhu's chest and abdomen, without any restraint. When I finally noticed, A-Zhu's fair breasts
and lower abdomen were covered in bluish-purple patches.

With a touch of pity, I stroked the patches, and Ah Zhu chuckled softly, "Hehe... um... ah... Master
... um... no need to be pityful... um... this servant... this servant... I love... Master's cruelty the most
... um..."

It seemed the training here was quite effective. Ah Zhu moved against me for a while, only
slightly panting, without a trace of sweat. Only her flower path grew hotter and tighter, gripping me very
comfortably. I pinched her pair of pink nipples with both hands, saying, "
How about I give you bells later?"

Ah Zhu's eyes were glazed, "Ah... thank you... Master... for your favor... ah..."

"Hehe..." I pulled on her nipples, and Ah Zhu fell onto me. I embraced her and kissed
her lips. Ah Zhu knowingly slipped her tongue into my mouth. I reached out and slightly parted her buttocks,
inserting my left index and middle finger into her anus where she had just been holding the candle. A-Zhu shuddered instantly, straightening her body abruptly.
My penis, inserted into her vagina, felt a surge of heat rushing down.

I hadn't expected her anus to be so sensitive; even slight stimulation caused her to ejaculate. Releasing A
-Zhu, who was now limp and weak after ejaculation, I beckoned, "Xiao Bai, clean me up."

Xiao Bai immediately and obediently moved over, taking my penis, covered in semen and blood, into her mouth. Her little head
moved up and down a few times, washing my penis clean.

A-Zhu had ejaculated, but I hadn't. Just as I was about to ask Xiao Bai to take advantage of A-Zhu's work,
the door where the girl who had led the way had left opened with a few soft clicks.

Three girls who had led the way entered and bowed to me, saying, "Sir, we've kept you waiting."

Then two of the girls who were following me went back inside. Together, they carried out a
box about a meter square and forty centimeters high, placing it on the floor in front of the bed. Then they went back inside, repeating this process eight times in total
.

A thought struck me; these must be the eight lewd, masochistic A-grade girl dolls. I pushed aside Little White...
Xiao Yuan, with his erect penis as hard as an iron rod, walked to a box and beckoned, "Amei, come and light the lamp."
The candlestick, who had just been named Amei, pulled out the candle, stood up, and came over.

Indeed, a grand gesture! By the candlelight, I could see the patterns on the box; it was a Traveler's Rune array
. This array effectively reduced the weight of the box and slowed the passage of time inside. I reached out and turned
the box; the seemingly large box weighed only about ten pounds. No wonder the two girls could
move it so easily; the Traveler's Rune array on the box was quite advanced. Don't be fooled by its simple appearance;
this one array alone is worth three years' worth of expenses for a family of five.

The box wasn't locked. I casually lifted it, and it opened with a click. Inside was a naked woman, lying on her back with her hands behind
her head. Her body was bound in a tortoise-shell style with red cotton rope, making her large breasts, the size of
rice bowls, look exceptionally alluring. Her legs were bound in an M-shape, and she wore a red leather collar around her neck. Her lower body,
like a candlestick or a pillow, was shaved clean. Her pink labia were
held open by clips on two metal rings attached to her thighs with thin chains, revealing a very conspicuous white, semi-transparent hymen. A
silver ring, presumably for inserting beads or something similar, was visible at her anus. Strangely, the girl wore a veil, only revealing
a pair of gleaming, seductive eyes hidden beneath her long, chestnut-brown, wavy hair.

I turned to the girl who had led the way: "What's with this veil?"

She bowed and replied, "A-rank and above dolls aren't allowed to show their true faces before they have an owner
, so as not to interfere with the owner's special uses."

That makes sense. A beautiful woman whose true face no one has ever seen can be very useful; a secret, unfamiliar face is also
an asset. I waved my hand: "Just sign the contract. The S-rank ones will be the same. Don't wear any more veils when you come back
." Ignoring the girl, I went to get my identity stamp and magic device to complete the paperwork, and reached out to remove
the girl's veil from the box.

A delicate face, lightly drawn eyebrows, a straight nose, and small cherry lips with a red gag in them
. Although the gag slightly affected her expression, her eyes alone exuded an undeniable allure and wantonness.
Bending down to remove the gag, the girl unexpectedly kissed my finger lightly: "This servant greets Master." Her voice,
though not as sweet as A-Zhu or Xiao-Bai's, was brimming with lewdness. Her voice
sent a shiver down my spine. A thought flashed through my mind, and I grabbed the ring on her anus, forcefully pulling out a string of
beads. Then, pinching her mouth shut, I shoved the twenty-centimeter-long string of beads straight into her mouth and throat
, until only the ring remained visible near her mouth, just like before.

The girl in the box remained unfazed by the blow, only her breathing slightly rapid. Good, excellent technique
. Satisfied, I twisted the ring near her mouth a few times. She showed no pain or
restraint, maintaining a seductive smile as she looked at me. I pulled again, and the beads sprang out of her throat.
She only coughed slightly. I bent down, wrapped my arms around her body, and with a burst of strength,
lifted her from the box and tossed her onto the sofa bed. "Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, untie her ropes."

"Yes." Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan deftly began untying the ropes binding the girl in the box. I then casually opened
another box; inside was another girl, also bound, but this time with yellow cotton ropes. Pulling off
the veil, she was indeed exceptionally beautiful, no less so than the girl in the first box. I tossed
her onto the sofa bed as well, leaving Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan to untie the ropes.

"Good. I won't look at the remaining six boxes one by one; take them to my outer residence." I
instructed the girl who had led the way. "Also, you two can go now. Transfer the four S-rank boxes to my name, and bring them
back in three hours."

"Yes." The two maids bowed, carried away the six unopened boxes one by one, and then closed
the door. The girl who had led the way, however, remained standing. "What's this?" I was about to ask when I saw the girl who had led the way unbutton her skirt
. Underneath, there was nothing, and her firm, rounded breasts and her clean, white lower body immediately came into view
. Ah.

The girl who led the way threw off her skirt, squatted down naked with her legs spread apart, and reached her hands under her body to
spread her petal-like labia wide. She looked up at me with a smile: "Thank you for your patronage, Master. We've specially prepared this servant as
an extra treat."

Looking at the girl who was behaving like a proper sex slave, I was a little surprised. I guessed she was a big
customer here. I grabbed one of her breasts and twisted it hard: "What level
and type are you? Even though it's a freebie, I won't take anything that doesn't suit my taste."

One breast was almost ripped off, but the girl still smiled as usual: "This servant is an A-grade girl,
quiet and masochistic. Although my personality isn't particularly to Master's liking, my fetishes should still
satisfy Master."

"Hahaha, not bad. I like it." I released her and climbed onto the bed: "Come on, all of you.
Amei... "Ah, Alan, Aju, come closer and light the bed."

The girl leading the way got up and climbed onto the sofa bed as instructed, and the three candlesticks moved to their respective positions. I
casually pushed Azhu, who was still lying limply on the bed, to the corner of the bed, and then let Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan sit behind me, close together
. I leaned back, my head resting on the "pillow" made up of four large breasts from two cushions, and carefully observed
the three A-grade dolls on the bed: the first was the girl tied with red rope in the first box. At this moment,
she was kneeling on the bed, still wearing that lewd smile on her face, her hands behind her back, her chest held high
, her legs spread apart, the chain clips between her legs still pulling her labia apart, and you could vaguely see
the glistening moisture in her flower path, and the small bead at the entrance of her flower path was also bulging out. Then there was the yellow rope in the second box
. The girl's expression was more serene yet more complex, a half-smile tinged with a blatantly provocative gaze.
She looked at me, lying on her back on the bed, propping herself up with her elbows, her lower body still bent and spread apart in a submissive position.
Ah, the same chain clips between her legs were pulling at her labia. Her vulva was slightly different; the small beads were larger and more prominent.
Ah, and a small, tongue-like piece of soft flesh protruded from the flower path; the beads in her anus hadn't been removed, the ring
rising and falling slightly with her breath. Finally, there was the girl who led the way, still in the sex slave greeting position with her legs spread and genitals parted,
only one of her breasts was now a bluish-purple from my ravaging, but the contrast between the bluish-purple breast and the serene smile on her face
was strikingly visually.

"You don't have names either, right?" After getting confirmation, I pointed at the girl who led the way: "You'll be called
Xiaolu. Ah, you were the first one I opened, so let's call you Xiang'er. You seemed to enjoy the beads, so let's call you Zhu'er
."

Having hastily named her, I pushed Xiaolu onto the bed and pounced on her, my
penis, hard as an iron rod, thrusting into her.

"Mmm…" Xiaolu only let out a slight moan, her hands naturally wrapping around me, her lower body automatically rising to meet my
thrusts. I suddenly felt a dampness in my anus, and a strange sensation at our point of contact. Looking back,
I saw Xiang'er kneeling behind me, carefully licking my anus with her soft tongue, while Zhu'er lay on the bed
, diligently catching the fluids from my thrusting, and licking my testicles repeatedly.

"Oh!" Under this multi-sensory stimulation, I lasted for about half an incense stick's time before finally
ejaculating inside her. I got up and lay back on top of Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan. Zhu'er, understanding the situation, came over and cleaned my genitals,
while Xiang'er used her mouth to block my vaginal opening, diligently drinking the mixed fluids flowing out.

After ejaculating, I suddenly felt a sudden urge to urinate: "Zhu'er, Master needs to go." Zhu'er understood, and her mouth
enveloped my penis. I relaxed slightly, and urine slowly flowed into Zhu'er's warm mouth. I urinated very
quickly, and Pearl swallowed very quickly as well. Not a single drop spilled after I finished urinating. After drinking the urine, Zhu'er raised
her head, licked her lips with her little tongue, and revealed a very lewd smile. She coquettishly said to me, "Zhu'er likes
the taste of Master so much. In the future, whenever Master is with Zhu'er, Zhu'er will be your most intimate chamber pot, okay
?"

"Okay, haha." I laughed happily, "Not bad, now I've had my turn.
We still have more than an hour, let's play some tricks slowly. Xiang'er, Xiao Lu made me have my turn, Zhu'er will be
my chamber pot, what contribution have you made?"

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When Xiang'er heard my words, she raised her head and smiled lewdly, "Master, this servant is best at this mouth
, I don't know if Master likes it."

I snorted and raised my hand to slap her, "Enough nonsense."

"This servant knows her mistake." Five red finger marks immediately appeared on Xiang'er's delicate face. She still had a lewd smile
and crawled over, taking my somewhat limp penis into her mouth. Her tongue was indeed incredibly agile and skillful,
employing a variety of techniques such as wrapping, tapping, grinding, and squeezing. In just a few moments, my penis became hard again.
After getting me hard, Xiang'er lowered her head and swallowed my entire penis. While my penis wasn't particularly large,
it was still nearly twenty centimeters long and about the thickness of a fist. Xiang'er swallowed it all without any effort, her nose
rubbing against my hairy genitals. No matter how tight or skillful a woman's vagina is, it can't compare to her throat.
Xiang'er, it seems, relied on her mouth and throat to be considered an A-grade doll. The intense squeezing and friction in her cavity
came in waves, and her little tongue wasn't idle either, continuing to massage the base of my penis vigorously. Her small
front teeth repeatedly and lightly touched the base of my penis. The whole process was more like a penis massage than deep throating
.

My lust surged, and I bent my legs, tightly encircling her head, pressing her face against my lower abdomen
. With a slight movement of my buttocks, my penis rubbed against her throat.

My upper body wasn't idle either; I pulled Pearl close, my mouth exploring her body. Pearl
understood, cupping one breast in her hand and offering it to my mouth. I bit down on her nipple, remembering that these three A-grade dolls
were all masochists, and in a flash, I bit down hard. "Ouch," Pearl cried softly, but didn't
struggle, still obediently offering her breast to my mouth. A faint taste of blood filled my mouth. I opened my mouth
, and there was a deep ring of teeth marks on Pearl's breast, slightly broken skin, but the wound wasn't deep, just
a little bleeding. I licked her wound with my tongue, and Pearl chuckled lewdly, "Bed Pot thanks Master for leaving a mark
."

"Are you enjoying it? Doesn't it hurt?" I moved my mouth to her other breast,
and bit it hard on the side.

"Bed Pot is born lewd; Master's willingness to inflict torture is Bod Pot's greatest happiness." Pearl shuddered from my bite,
but her face wore a joyful, lewd expression. She moved her breasts around to make it easier for me to
bite. I gladly accepted, biting and biting. In no time, Pearl's once plump
breasts were a bloody mess.

At this moment, I felt something was wrong with my lower body. Xiang'er's throat seemed to have slowed down. I looked and saw that Zhu'er
's lewdness was arousing me greatly. My legs, which were wrapped around Xiang'er's head, unconsciously widened
, completely blocking her mouth and nose. She was already somewhat oxygen-deprived and unconscious, but she didn't struggle and continued her work, only
relaxing a little as her consciousness became hazy. Although I had a bit of a sadistic streak,
I absolutely could not accept the idea of playing with a woman to death. I quickly loosened her legs, pulled out my penis, and picked up Xiang'er. I saw that her face was slightly purple
, and she was not very conscious. After being able to breathe freely, she gasped for breath a few times and slowly recovered: "Master,
Xiang'er is useless. I've disappointed you."

"Hmph, do you think you're a fish? You can live without breathing," I patted her little belly, comforting her.

Xiang'er, having recovered, was about to give me another deepthroat, but I grabbed her, saying, "Wait a minute, rest
for a bit. Xiao Lu, come here."

Although I had already ejaculated on Xiao Lu, she hadn't come yet, remaining quietly kneeling to the side,
watching me, Zhu'er, and Xiang'er engage in sexual intercourse. Hearing my call, she obediently came over. I straightened up and first slapped
her across the face repeatedly, then grabbed her breast that I hadn't pinched and kneaded it forcefully.

While a masochistic fetish and a lewd personality are certainly alluring, Xiaolu's calm nature is what truly
ignites my sadistic rage. Despite the red marks on her face and one breast being manipulated to its limit in my hand
, Xiaolu still smiled peacefully and serenely. That smile made me tighten my grip even more: "I'm hungry
. Have someone bring over a table of food and drinks, along with a set of training tools and a set of tattooing and piercing tools. Uh, do
you have any dolls skilled in piercing and tattooing?"

"Yes, Master, I'll have someone arrange it immediately." After I released her grip, Xiaolu climbed off the bed and
retrieved some magical devices from a hidden compartment beside the bed, relaying my requests.

"Wait." I glanced at Zhu'er's chest, which was covered in teeth marks: "Also, have someone bring some wound medicine and
a drink to replenish your strength."

"Yes, Master." Xiaolu nodded, completing my request, and climbed back onto the bed. I
pulled her close. "Xiang'er's specialty is her mouth." I paused, then reached down to Zhu'er's lower body, gently
pinching her little tongue protruding from her flower path. "Zhu'er's little hole must be a masterpiece, so you're also an A-grade
doll. What's your specialty?"

Xiao Lu didn't say a word, silently straddling me with her back to me. She bent over, sticking out her pert buttocks, and forcefully
spread her buttocks apart with both hands, revealing her round, red, tightly closed little chrysanthemum. "This servant is skilled in the rear."

I looked closer. Xiao Lu's chrysanthemum had fine, even textures and a flawless pattern. What was rare was that the color
was the same tender pink as her little hole, making it quite distinctive. With a hug and a push, Xiao Lu moved down smoothly...
Ah, her beautiful pink little chrysanthemum swallowed my penis.

"Hiss..." I couldn't help but gasp. The tightness of Xiaolu's anus was undeniable, but what was special
was that it felt like it had spirals, coiling around my penis in circles. With each rise and
fall of her body, these spirals seemed to endlessly rotate and coil. "What a great asshole!" I exclaimed.

"Thank you for your kindness, Master," Xiaolu replied, her body rising and falling faster. The stimulation from her wondrous anus
intensified. In my excitement, I swung my arms wildly, slapping Xiaolu's plump, pinkish-white
buttocks. Xiaolu bent over, raising her buttocks higher, changing her up-and-down movements to a back-and-forth thrusting motion.
This made it easier for me to slap her buttocks, while she also grabbed one of my legs and gently sucked on my toes
.

My toes were a little sensitive, and Xiao Lu's kiss made me even more excited. I pulled Xiang'er over and pointed to my other foot:
"Wash your feet!" Then I patted Zhu'er's bottom, "Let me kiss your little mouth down there."

Xiang'er obediently crawled over and hugged my other foot, licking it carefully. Zhu'er crawled over, and
Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan behind her moved aside in coordination, gently laying me flat on the huge sofa bed. Zhu'er rolled over,
squatted on my face, and brought her tender little hole to my mouth. I took the little
tongue that was sticking out of Zhu'er's flower path into my mouth and started playing with it. This little tongue felt incredibly soft, yet it seemed like a real tongue with a slight
bony texture. I played with it for a while, then stuck out my tongue and licked Zhu'er's pink labia, then inserted my tongue into
her flower path, gently circling it on her thin hymen. Stimulated by me, Pearl's flower path
began to flow with glistening nectar, which trickled into my mouth through the small opening in her hymen. It was slightly sweet with a hint of saltiness
, like the juice of a fine oyster—very refreshing. After licking
her hymen for a while, I turned my tongue to attack Pearl's full, protruding clitoris. A string of beads was still inserted in her anus, the protruding ring
rubbing against my chin and neck. A little annoyed, I yanked the ring out, then thrust the string of
beads into her flower path, even inserting the ring itself, leaving only a small section protruding.
The stimulation of the long beads piercing her core made her body tremble, her anus burning even hotter. Through the fleshy walls, I could feel the texture of the beads, adding to the pleasure. My mouth moved faster, licking and sucking
Pearl's clitoris . 　　"Ahhh..." Pearl couldn't withstand my stimulation for long. She let out a long moan, her body stiffening, spraying nectar all over my face before collapsing to one side. Just as I was about to reach out to wipe it away, three little fragrant tongues darted over and licked the nectar off my face. I opened my eyes and saw it was Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, and Azhu, who had already regained her senses. 　　I chuckled lightly, parted the small white doll, reached out and pinched A-Zhu's nipple, pulling her closer and kissing her lips. After a passionate kiss, I gently played with A-Zhu's nipple, saying, "The candlestick is too plain , it's not pretty. When the tools come, I'll add some decorations and patterns, okay?" 　　A-Zhu trembled again under the double stimulation of my words and actions, and said in a sweet voice, "That's the greatest blessing for this lowly slave. This lowly slave's body is the master's possession. No matter how it's modified or decorated, it's all up to the master's preference. This lowly slave only has joy in her heart, no other thoughts." 　　"The chamber pot too, the chamber pot's body is most suitable for the master to modify and customize as he pleases." A-grade dolls are indeed better than B-grade dolls. Both had climaxed, but A-Zhu lay there for a long time before recovering, while Zhu'er only lay panting for a few moments before having the strength to get up again. 　　"Shut up!" Pearl's words were quite agreeable, but a master must maintain their authority. It wasn't a good thing for a doll to interrupt and make demands. I put on an unhappy expression: "Xiao Yuan, Xiao Bai , hold Pearl down and give her fifty hard spanks on the bottom, then ten slaps on the mouth. Make sure you hit hard!" 　　"Yes." Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan pushed Pearl aside and started spanking her bottom. I touched A Zhu's soft little belly: "I really like your belly more and more the more I touch it. Come on, lie down and be my pillow." 　　A Zhu obediently lay down and held my head to her little belly. I watched with pleasure as Xiao Lu diligently used her anus to swallow and release my little brother, then grabbed Xiang'er's leg and gently felt the tender skin. 　　A moment later, with several crisp slapping sounds, Pearl's punishment was finally over. Her once fair and tender buttocks were now bright red, her face covered in finger marks, and with my teeth marks on her chest, she looked truly pitiful . But she didn't care at all, kneeling on the sofa bed with a lewd smile, kowtowing to me and saying, "Bed pot knows its mistake , thank you for the punishment, Master."

I waved my hand to indicate my satisfaction: "Pearl, besides sexual skills, do your A-grade dolls have any other normal talents
?"

Pearl replied, "Yes, A-grade dolls have all undergone artistic training in literature, music, and fine arts. Some with unique talents
have even studied business courses. In addition, each A-grade doll has been instructed by a master in martial arts,
making them more combat-effective than ordinary guards and capable of serving as bodyguards."

"Martial arts?" I was taken aback. "You know them too?"

Pearl nodded, extending a hand, which was covered with a faint, shimmering white halo. Now I was truly
shocked! Battle Qi! Although it was the lowest grade of white and looked somewhat thin, this level of cultivation
was enough to qualify a centurion in the army, let alone a regular guard. No wonder she recovered in the blink of an eye after climaxing
, no wonder Xiang'er fainted from lack of oxygen but was lively again after a few breaths
... Ah... I have to admire the owner of this business. It seems even B-grade dolls have practiced
martial arts and possess some skill; otherwise, A-Zhu wouldn't have been sweating not a drop after all that time she was on me
.

Putting those thoughts aside, I asked Zhu'er, "You know music?"

"Church Pot is good at playing the flute," Zhu'er said, climbing off the sofa bed and rummaging through the box that had brought her in
, pulling out a metal flute. No wonder the girl who led the way didn't
take the two empty boxes with her; they contained some matching props. Zhu'er climbed back onto the bed, knelt down, and after
I gestured, picked up the flute and began to play.

My lower body was enjoying Xiaolu's rear service, my feet were being massaged by Xiaolu and Xiang'er's mouths and tongues, one hand was
stroking Xiang'er's delicate and smooth calves, the other was playing with Xiaobai's soft and bouncy breasts, my head was resting on Azhu's soft
belly, and listening to Zhu'er's melodious flute playing, I truly felt like I was floating on air.

Before I could enjoy this bliss for long, the door in front of the bed opened again, and the two girls who had led the way earlier each carried
a large box in. They put the large boxes down by the bed, turned around and moved Xiang'er and Zhu'er's boxes aside, and together
carried out a low table full of food from inside the door. After placing it on the bed, they bowed and left through the door. Then
another girl came out of the door, walked to the bed, knelt down and bowed to me.

I pushed Xiaolu Xiang'er and Xiaobai over, not even bothering to look at the food, and rolled out of bed to stand
before the girl—she was so alluring! The girl was completely naked, but her clothes were flamboyantly patterned. I called Amei over, and
by candlelight, I saw that her body was covered in exquisite tattoos: a black and silver
collar around her neck, a large "slave" character between her collarbones, a rising sun on the upper part of her left breast, and
a crescent moon hidden among clouds on her right breast. Below both breasts was a kitten
playing on its back, holding a ball—the ball being the girl's round, pink areola. A blooming
rose "grew" from her navel, and about an inch below her navel was a patterned belt. Below the belt, above her mons pubis, were four vertical
characters: "Welcome, Master." The girl knelt with her legs spread, and I could clearly see that on
each of her fair labia majora were tattooed a pair of maids bowing in a guiding gesture. A circle of wisteria-like floral
patterns encircled her thighs, while chains were tattooed around her ankles, and shackles on her wrists, each leading to a thin chain.
The patterns circled her arms and connected to the door-knob designs on her shoulders. Behind the girl was a large image of
an angel with outstretched wings. This dignified angel had her legs bent in an "M" shape, her hands spreading
her labia as wide as possible, the vulva dripping wetly. Besides the tattoos, the girl had several
piercings on her body. A pair of large, pale gold nipple rings each had a small bell hanging from them, and a thin chain
connected the two nipple rings. Between her parted thighs, a small ring pierced her protruding clitoris, with a
tiny key hanging from it. Four rings pierced her labia minora, and a delicate little lock
secured the two labia together.

"Beautiful!" I exclaimed, circling her. "Introduce yourself."

"A-grade slave doll, a cold and aloof type of masochistic doll, specializing in tattoos, piercings, branding, and other
body modification techniques. I also know sadomasochistic training techniques and can serve as a training assistant. Currently registered under the master's name
," the girl replied, bowing.

"Not bad. From now on, your name will be Ling'er." I named her, looking at the little bells trembling on the girl's nipples.
"A-Zhu, come here."

A-Zhu obediently climbed off the bed and came to my side. I was about to tell Ling'er to do the modifications to A-Zhu when I suddenly noticed
the bruises on A-Zhu's lower abdomen from my earlier pinching and abusing. "Xiao Lu, did I have some medicine sent over
?"

Xiao Lu immediately crawled over, opened one of the boxes the girl who had led the way had brought in, and took out a jar of green
ointment. "Master, this is fine for A-Zhu's bruises." As she spoke, she opened the jar to apply
the medicine to A-Zhu, but I stopped her, took the box from her, and personally dipped my finger into the green ointment and applied it to A-Zhu
's wounds. A-Zhu trembled, her previously smiling face softening with emotion, and
two streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. "This servant thanks Master for his great kindness."

"Heh." I chuckled, ignoring her, and carefully applied the ointment. The ointment was incredibly effective,
like polishing a smooth wall with watercolor paint; after a few rubs, a purplish-blue bruise slowly
disappeared.

In no time, the bruises on A-Zhu's body were gone. I casually tossed the ointment to Xiao Lu: "Clean yourself
, and Xiang'er and Zhu'er up! Uh, will this medicine work on Zhu'er's wounds too?" I pointed to
the teeth marks on Zhu'er's breast. Xiao Lu then took out a small bottle of red ointment from the box: "This will
do." With that, she took the two medicine jars and went to treat Xiang'er and Zhu'er's wounds.

I beckoned Ling'er to stand up, then pointed at A-Zhu: "Put a pair of bells like yours on her,
and another bell on her clitoris."

"Yes." Ling'er took out several tools from the box where she'd retrieved the ointment along the path. I gestured with my lips...
Mei carefully held up the candle to light Ling'er's way. Ling'er, in turn, took out a bottle of the same
red ointment used for external injuries and a bottle of clear, colorless liquid. Turning around, she began to massage A-Zhu's nipples with her fingers. A-
Zhu seemed a little nervous; in the candlelight, the small bumps on her areolas stood up. Ling'er massaged them a few times,
making A-Zhu's small, pink nipples half-erect. Then she opened the bottle of colorless liquid, poured out
a little bit, and wiped A-Zhu's nipples. She took out a steel needle about an inch long and as thick as a noodle, and with a slight flick of her wrist,
before I could even see her technique, the black steel needle had pierced through the pink nipple. A-Zhu shuddered
, and her lower body became wet again. Ling'er picked up a rod-shaped nipple stud the same thickness as the steel needle,
a horseshoe-shaped semi-ring with small round holes at both ends, and a small bell. First, hang the small bell on the semi-ring
. Then, slip the small round hole at one end of the saddle-shaped semi-ring onto the tip of the steel needle that protruded from Azhu's nipple. Next,
soak the rod-shaped nipple stud in the red ointment for external injuries, press one end against the steel needle, and with a push, the nipple stud, pushing against the steel
needle, pierces through Azhu's nipple and slips into the round hole of the semi-ring. Finally, pull it back a little so that the tail end slips into the round hole at the other
end of the semi-ring. Then, take out two bead-like nuts and screw them onto both ends of the nipple stud, apply some red ointment,
and a nipple bell, almost the size of a bell, is hung on Azhu's pink, tender, and round, adorable nipple. However,
I noticed that the design of this nipple bell seemed different from Ling'er's. Ling'er's was a complete large circle, while A-
Zhu's was a saddle-shaped half-ring hanging from a horizontal bar. I looked at Ling'er with a questioning gaze: "This bell
seems different from yours."

Ling'er replied, "I'm sorry, Master, A-Zhu's newly pierced nipple can't use a rounded nipple ring like mine
. Only straight rod-shaped ornaments can be used, otherwise, it's easy to deform or tear the nipple when putting it on."

I nodded to show I understood. A-Zhu's body was trembling slightly, but her lower body was still flowing with fluid
; I didn't know if it was from the pain or because the pain had stimulated her masochistic tendencies.

Ling'er was about to pierce the next one when I stopped her: "Let me try this one."

Ling'er obediently stepped aside, only taking out a small plate and holding the steel needles, nipple studs, and other small objects, standing
beside me in a convenient position. A-Mei also held the candle closer so I could see it more clearly. Even A-Zhu herself,
having regained her composure, brought her chest closer to my hand, making it easier for me to proceed.

I swallowed hard. To be honest, I love getting piercings; almost every woman around me
wears several, but usually I have my servants handle it. Seeing a young girl have her nipples pierced
and nipple pierced is a first for me, and I'm about to experience it myself—it's quite a unique thrill.

I steadied myself, poured some of that colorless solution, and cleaned my hands and A-Zhu's nipples. A-Zhu's
nipples, already erect from the stimulation, trembled slightly at my fingertips. I gently massaged
them, picked up the steel needle, tested it, exhaled, and with a forceful thrust, the needle pierced A-Zhu's nipple precisely
.

A-Zhu trembled slightly again. I looked at her; her face still held its usual smile.
I picked up the horseshoe-shaped half-ring and the rod-shaped nipple stud, which already had bells attached, and following Ling'er's instructions, I fitted the half-ring.
Ah, using the nipple stud to push the steel needle through, the stud smoothly pierced A-Zhu's nipple and went into the round hole of the half-ring. The steel needle also fell
into my palm. I tossed the steel needle back onto the small plate in Ling'er's hand, and fixed the entire nipple
ring according to the previous steps. Finally, I poured some red ointment and applied it to the wounds at both ends of the nipple stud.

I breathed a long sigh of relief; it was finally done. A-Zhu immediately threw herself into my arms, her small mouth pressing against mine for a kiss.

I kissed her small mouth, touched her vulva; her clitoris was hard and erect, and her vulva was already wet
. Releasing Azhu, I turned to Ling'er and said, "You should do this on the clitoris." I'm
quite experienced, having gone through all sorts of things in life, but this last touch almost made my hands tremble with nervousness
.

The clitoris is especially delicate and sensitive; this kind of work should be left to a professional.

Ling'er understood, had Azhu lie down, spread her legs, and began working with her head down. I had no interest in watching anymore and sat down
at the low table to eat.

The meal was very lavish. The appetizer was a plate of tender white lobster sashimi. I was quite hungry, so I
grabbed some and ate it quickly. The texture was delicate, and the taste was very fresh. Even in the capital, quite far from the coast,
it's difficult for me to find such fresh and high-quality lobster sashimi. The main course was a pan-fried lamb chop. I took a
bite; it was succulent and tender lamb loin. The ingredients were excellent, and the cooking technique was superb. In addition, there were several seasonal
fruit and vegetable salads and a large bowl of rich, creamy seafood soup. The wine served wasn't any particularly expensive red
wine, but it was the perfect accompaniment to the seafood and meat. It was clear the host wasn't solely focused on
luxury and extravagance, but also possessed a practical side. Those who appreciate wine understand that more expensive doesn't necessarily mean better; it
should complement the food.

There were three bottles of wine in the ice bucket on the table. I frowned. Wine isn't best served chilled;
it's most flavorful at room temperature, between 19 and 21 degrees Celsius. Too cold, and it becomes astringent. While the host was practical
, it seemed a detail had been overlooked. My gaze fell on Xiang'er, Zhu'er, Xiaolu, and Xiaobai, who were kneeling beside the table after their treatment, ready to serve me. A
sensual idea came to me. I patted Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan's bottoms:
"Go cut the lamb chops for me." Then I took two bottles of wine. "Xiang'er, Zhu'er, come here."

The two girls obediently came to me. I handed them the two bottles: "Put these two bottles
into your little mouths and pour the wine in. Whoever pours the most gets a reward." Neither of them had been deflowered yet.
The order was obviously to make them give their first time to a wine bottle in front of me. For most girls, this
order was too much, but they took the bottles without hesitation, lay down on the spot, propped themselves up high
, and without a sound, shoved the bottles into their flower paths.

While I was watching two beautiful girls use wine bottles to break their virginity and then gulp down the cold wine
into their tender flower hearts, Azhu and Ling'er had already finished their work. Azhu was obviously excited by the stimulation and experience...
Having just experienced a minor climax, I lay back to catch my breath. Ling'er, however, remained calm, watching me and awaiting my next instruction.

I thought for a moment and asked Ling'er, "All A-grade dolls have received art training. Can you design patterns yourself
?"

Ling'er nodded, "This servant is skilled at designing various tattoo patterns."

I called over Xiao Lu, "Do you have any thick candles?"

Xiao Lu took out a thick candle, about an inch and a half in diameter, from another box that had just been brought in. I took
the candle, "A-Zhu, A-Mei, come here." I told A-Mei to stand beside me as a candlestick, and then ordered A-Zhu to do
the same in front of me. I lit my candle using A-Mei's candle and stuck it into
A-Zhu's flower path. Pointing at Azhu, I said to Ling'er, "Get her a tattoo of a design, using
the image of the angel behind you as the theme. Tattoo three small ones here, and two smaller ones here. Then
tattoo one on each side." I pointed to Azhu's lower abdomen, collarbone, and inner thighs. "Finally,
tattoo a complete and detailed design on her back, just like you, so it can be viewed both upside down and right-side up." Ling'er
thought for a moment, then picked up her tools and began working.

I turned back; Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan had already finely cut a large portion of lamb chops into small pieces, and Zhu'er and Xiang'er's
wine bottles were almost empty. "Okay, stop," I instructed Xiang'er and Zhu'er. The two women, still in their positions, pulled
out the wine bottles, each drinking about half a bottle, with Xiang'er having slightly more left than Zhu'er.

I said with satisfaction, "Good job, Pearl. I'll get Pearl a set of bells later too." Then I took two glass
cups. "Pearl, pour me some wine first." Pearl stood up, skillfully locking her lower body so that not
a single drop of wine leaked out. Then she walked over, picked up a glass, spread her legs, and held the glass to her crotch, letting the wine
flow from her vaginal opening, down her protruding clitoris, into the cup. Once the cup was a third full, she locked her vaginal
opening again, and finally held the cup up to me: "Please, Master, taste Pearl's flavor." Not bad, skillful,
and clever too, knowing how to change her self-reference. Otherwise, if she still called herself a chamber pot… well, never mind, I still need to eat
.

I gestured for Xiaobai to take the wine cup, and she gave me a leather cup. The taste of the wine, warmed by Pearl's virgin vaginal opening and
passed through Xiaobai's small mouth, was truly indescribable. Satisfied,
I swallowed the fragrant and sensual wine, then turned to Xiang'er: "Zhu'er deserves a reward, and Xiang'er deserves punishment. Let me think of what to punish you for. Hmm, Zhu'er,
you need to pour me some wine. Xiang'er, do you know any musical instruments?"

Like Zhu'er, Xiang'er used her superb sexual skills to lock the wine within her flower path, kneeling before me awaiting her fate. Hearing that
I was going to punish her, a hint of excitement appeared on her face, but when I mentioned musical instruments, she seemed somewhat disappointed: "This servant is skilled at playing
the xiao (vertical flute)." Someone

skilled in deep throat techniques is naturally skilled at playing the xiao—that logic wasn't wrong. I couldn't help but chuckle at this double entendre:
"Then did you see A-Zhu's posture? Play a tune for me in that posture to accompany my meal."

Xiang'er went to fetch her xiao, and I turned to Xiao Lu: "Xiao Lu, are you skilled at any musical instrument?"

Xiao Lu shook her head: "I'm sorry, Master, although this servant has received musical training, I am not
particularly skilled in..." "Musical instruments, but a skilled butler."

I thought for a moment, "I forgot to mention, have someone bring up a wooden horse and a bondage frame, etc."

Xiao Lu said, "No need, Master, there are some in this room." Saying that, she climbed off the bed and pulled out a bunch of things from under the bed
to assemble. It turned out to be a set of large folding SM equipment.

Xiang'er took the flute, turned it upside down on the table, spread her legs wide, and let her feet hang down to her shoulders.
Ah, her two fleshy holes were exposed to the air without any cover, but unlike Amei and the other candlesticks, her vulva
did not naturally separate, but remained tightly locked to prevent the wine in her flower path from leaking out. She held the flute in both hands, got into
position, and began to play.

Xiao Lu was also very quick. I had just eaten two pieces of lamb chop with Xiao Yuan's help, and she had already
assembled a wooden horse, a door-shaped bondage frame, and a love chair. "Good, Ling'er, stop for a moment." I
stopped Ling'er, who was "painting," and made her lean closer. I gave her a few instructions, and after listening, Ling'er
got off the bed and walked to Xiaolu, who was still waiting in front of the rocking horse. She pushed Xiaolu to the ground, took a rope,
tied Xiaolu's arms behind her back, and quickly bound them. Then she hung them on the crossbeam of the door frame. She then took out three
thick candles that I had just inserted into Azhu's flower path and lit them on Xiaolu's mouth, flower path, and anus. After doing
all this, Ling'er quietly sat back down in front of Azhu and continued "painting."

Ling'er is indeed a capable doll for training; she tied up cleanly and neatly in a few moves. It's just a pity that the door frame is still
a little low. If it could be hung on the ceiling crossbeam, this beautiful chandelier would be even more magnificent.

Taking a bite of the exquisitely prepared dish from her small, round mouth, and a sip of the incredibly fragrant
wine from her small white cup, I watched Ling'er "painting" on A-Zhu's fair body to my left, and enjoyed Xiang'er's beautiful music to my right.
A beautiful chandelier swayed gently in front of me—it was truly an intoxicating and blissful experience.

Soon, Zhu'er finished pouring her wine, and I shoved her under the table to give her oral sex. Xiang'er stood
up and, with Xiao Bai's help, continued pouring wine while playing her flute. Ling'er was quick; in no time,
two angels appeared on A-Zhu's lower abdomen. Like the one behind Ling'er, the angels had their legs curled up in an M-shape. The amazing thing
was that the angels' heads were slightly lowered. Viewed upside down, the angels, like A-Zhu, had their napes supported by the ground with their hearts facing upwards
. But viewed from the front, the angels had a holy expression, bowing their heads in a gesture of compassion.

After finishing the last of my lamb chops, I had Xiaoyuan bring over some broth and gulped it down. Finally, I hastily
ate a few mouthfuls of salad, grabbed the glass from Xiaobai, and downed the last bit of wine in one gulp. Watching Ling'er finish
the third angel tattoo, I applied ointment to Azhu to reduce swelling, clapped my hands, and told Ling'er to stop: "Don't tattoo yet,
we'll do it later. Let's do some post-dinner exercise to aid digestion."

With that, I put my arms around Xiang'er and Zhu'er, got out of bed, and walked to the path suspended in mid-air. Ling'er, carrying
the box from which she had taken out the candles, stood behind me with Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan. Azhu and Amei tactfully moved closer.
Ah, along with the three candles on Xiaolu's body, they illuminated the entire area where the SM equipment had been set up.

After eating, it was time to move around a bit. Looking at Xiang'er and Zhu'er, who had lewd expressions and were eager to try, I
started to rack my brains and devise a good game.

(3)

I asked Ling'er to put down the box she was carrying and open it. The box was quite large and neatly filled with
various training tools: various clamps, dildos, beads, gags, blindfolds, candles, etc., as well as
a few whips and some small magical artifacts. I bent down and rummaged through the box. I won't go into the dildos and beads
, as most of them were made of various metals, in all sizes. I was too lazy to look at them. I would just
grab one that felt suitable when I needed it. There were quite a few exquisite magical artifacts that I had never seen before.
I looked through them one by one. Something rather strange caught my attention: a palm-sized disc.
Ah, hanging around it were a ring of spheres about six inches in diameter, seemingly made of magnets. There was no
connection between the disc and the spheres, only a magnetic force. I picked one of the spheres to examine it; the grayish-black sphere was
perfectly smooth, without any patterns. The disc itself was also undecorated, except for a few small holes on the edge, presumably
for threading a thin string and hanging it. Holding the sphere in my left hand and the disc in my right,
I examined it repeatedly in the candlelight, but still couldn't figure it out. Just as I was about to turn back and ask Ling'er how to use it, my right
thumb unconsciously rubbed the disc. A faint blue electric light flashed on the sphere in my left palm, and
my hand went numb. I almost dropped the sphere.

"I see." I sucked the spheres back onto the disc and shook my hand. "Pearl, come here!"

Pearl probably anticipated what I was going to do, and a look of excitement appeared on her face. She obediently lay back in
front of me, her legs spread apart, arching her body, and using her hands to pry open the petals, revealing her flower core to me.

I raised my eyebrows. I hadn't expected her to be so obedient. I really hadn't thought this thing could be used like this. I took off
two spheres and shoved them into her flower path. I took out a thick, short dildo from the prop box
and thrust it into her vagina, all the way in. "Stand up."

Pearl carefully stood up. I told her to relax her vagina and bounce gently. Not bad, that dildo
was quite thick, tightly inserted into Pearl's vagina, and probably wouldn't slip out easily. I had her turn around, took off
one sphere and inserted it into her anus, plugging it with an anal plug. Looking at the three remaining balls in my hand, I was a little
stumped. I wanted to use two to stimulate Pearl's nipples, but I couldn't figure out how to attach the two smooth
balls to her nipples. Ling'er handed me two things; I looked at them and saw they were two large
metal clips. The clips, like two arms, perfectly encircled the balls, and there was a row of fine
serrations where the arms met—they seemed to be a matching set. With a gentle clamp, the two clips held the balls and gripped them onto Pearl's nipples.

Finally, there was one ball left. Since Ling'er was standing next to me, I casually inserted the ball into Ling'er's anus
and plugged it with an anal plug. Then I took out a thin thread, threaded it through the small hole on the disc, and
hung it around Pearl's neck.

"Tie her up and put her on the rocking horse," I ordered Ling'er, pointing to the octopus-shaped chair. I
then said to Xiang'er, "What are you standing there for?"

The disc hung around Zhu'er's neck, dangling down to her lower abdomen. As Ling'er tied her up,
the disc inevitably rubbed against Zhu'er's stomach. With each rub, the six orbs on the disc flashed with
blue electricity. Five of them were on Zhu'er's body. Each time an orb discharged electricity, it caused her to convulse violently.
The convulsions made the disc rub even harder against her stomach. Before Ling'er had even finished tying her up,
Zhu'er was already gushing with pleasure. Her face had lost its original seductive charm, leaving only a dazed expression. Her small mouth
was slightly open, and glistening saliva dripped freely from her lips. Her once radiant eyes had lost their focus
, her gaze wandering aimlessly. A round ball was also inserted into Ling'er's anus. The repeated electric shocks
had dulled her nimble hands and feet, but she still quickly tied Zhu'er up, deliberately positioning her in a
backward-leaning position so the ball wouldn't leave Zhu'er's belly—a detail I quite liked.

My side was simple: Xiang'er lay down on the octopus-shaped chair, and I quickly
secured her with the buckles. With a gentle push, the chair, equipped with small wheels, was positioned
under Xiao Lu's suspended body. I adjusted it so that the candle Xiao Lu held in his mouth was directly facing Xiang'er's face, while
the two candles inserted in his lower body were naturally positioned between Xiang'er's legs.

Pearl had already been placed on top of the rocking horse by Bell. The horse's spikes were clamped into her vagina
, where a dildo was inserted. Her body swayed, and the disc on her stomach was constantly being rubbed, causing the sphere to discharge electricity continuously,
stimulating Pearl and Bell without interruption. This thing was so beautifully designed! I rummaged through the prop box again
to see if there was anything else fun. Unexpectedly, I found a small hammer and a box of thin, long nails. Hmm,
this thing is very stimulating. I took out four nails and the hammer and walked to the rocking horse. Pearl was a little calmer now
, trying to maintain her balance and prevent the disc from rubbing against her again. It seemed that even the most lewd person couldn't withstand the continuous
and intense stimulation.

"Does Pearl like the rocking horse?"

"As long as Master likes it, I'm willing to ride the rocking horse for a lifetime." Pearl's answer was still very lewd, but her
expression was still slumped, indicating that she hadn't recovered from the continuous and intense stimulation.

"Alright, you can sit here a little longer then," I said with a lewd grin, parting Pearl's labia minora to make them
press tightly against the rocking horse, and taking out the hammer and nail.

Pearl realized what I was going to do, her eyes lit up, and her expression became excited again. I picked up a nail, gently
stuck it into Pearl's labia minora, raised the hammer, and hammered it twice, the nail piercing through Pearl's labia minora and driving into the rocking
horse.

"Ah!" Pearl cried out softly, but there was no pain on her face, instead, she seemed to be enjoying it, her eyes
narrowing instantly.

I hammered repeatedly, driving two nails into each of her labia minora: "Hehe, you'll be temporarily
one with the wooden horse." I tossed the hammer back into the prop box, took out a nine-tailed whip, and lashed it down hard at Pearl
.

*Crack!* The whip, lashed out without even looking, mostly struck Pearl's pretty face, the end brushing against
her snow-white shoulders, instantly leaving several high red marks from her nose to her cheeks. Pearl
twisted her body from the blow, her carefully maintained balance shattered, and her breasts
rubbed violently against her lower abdomen, the two visible orbs on her chest crackling with blue light.

Pearl's miserable state greatly stirred the violent impulses within me, and the whip, fueled by my excitement,
fell upon Pearl again and again. Pearl's genitals were nailed to the wooden horse, and her upper body, due to the disc
, dared not sway. She could only stand upright and endure my whipping. Although she was carefully trying to withstand the whipping
and not sway, the whip tip would occasionally rub against the disc, causing those balls to continuously discharge
electricity. Even Bell, due to the electric shocks in her anus, collapsed to the ground, convulsing slightly.

"Ah..." Pearl, enduring my whipping on the outside and the constant electric shocks inside, finally couldn't hold on after I lashed her more than a dozen times
. She let out a long, mournful cry, her eyes rolled back, and she fell to one side. I quickly dropped the whip and caught
her, since her lower body was still nailed to the wooden horse; if she fell, her delicate labia minora would likely be torn off
. I removed the disc from her neck, helped her catch her breath, and after a few moments of heavy breathing, Pearl finally came
to her senses. She smiled wearily at me and gently kissed my cheek: "Bedchamber thanks its master
for his mercy."

With the electric shock gone, Bell also stood up, took my hand, and helped Pearl steady herself on the rocking horse. I told them
to rest for a while, then turned my attention to Xiang'er.

Xiang'er's face was now covered in candle wax. Even though she was lying on her back, her two white, tender breasts
still stood plump in the air like steamed buns. I gently poked one with my finger, and her round breasts, with
their amazing elasticity, subtly pushed my finger away, jiggling like pudding before returning to their perfect
inverted bowl shape. "This is so much fun!" A sudden inspiration struck me. "Ling'er, what kind of wounds can't be healed by the red ointment
?"

"Master, small wounds without tissue damage can generally heal instantly
, like needle pricks or cuts from sharp blades. However, larger wounds, or those that have cut away flesh, cannot be healed
."

"Oh, what size wound is considered large? Penetrating wounds? Burns?" I continued asking, while
already preparing the tools I would use next.

"If the wound doesn't close naturally, it means the wound is quite large. However, for cuts, suturing
can still treat it, and I can perform the suturing. For penetrating wounds caused by needle pricks, simply
apply ointment to both needle holes and avoid applying pressure to the penetrating area for an hour, and it will heal. For burns that are only superficial
and haven't damaged the muscle, like a brand, applying ointment will heal the wound, but it will leave a brownish,
birthmark-like patch. However, if you change to a different ointment and continue applying it for a while, the patch will disappear." Ling'er's explanation, coupled with
my constant actions of taking out long steel needles and a branding iron from the prop box, made it clear to the girls in the room, unless they were completely obtuse,
what was going to happen next. Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan weren't masochistic dolls. Nailing Zhu'er's labia
to the wooden horse with steel nails had already exceeded their tolerance; the two girls were sweating bullets watching.
Now—looking at Xiang'er's round, perky breasts on the love chair, then at the tools in my hand
, they both swallowed hard, then slightly tucked their chests in to make their white, round breasts less
conspicuous. Xiang'er herself had candle tears on her face, making her expression unclear, but
her two large eyes seemed to reveal a mixture of anticipation and fear.

I took out a branding iron with the letter "L," a thin steel needle about twenty centimeters long, and a box of thumbtacks
. Finally, after thinking for a moment, I took out a large gag: "Ling'er, come help."

Ling'er released Zhu'er and followed me to Xiang'er's side. I handed her the branding iron: "Get ready."

I bent down and put the gag on Xiang'er. Ling'er held the branding iron and heated it against the candle flame burning Xiao Lu's lower body.

I picked up a steel needle, heated it over the candle flame on Xiao Lu's mouth to sterilize it, and then
waved it in front of Xiang'er's eyes. At this moment, there was no expectation or fear in her eyes, only tension. Her
smile was gone, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her face was a little pale. I pressed my left hand against Xiang'er's right breast, and I could clearly feel
the delicate and smooth breast trembling in my hand. So perfect. Unfortunately, perfect things always evoke a
destructive urge. I smiled self-deprecatingly, and with my right hand, my hand, which had grown up holding swords and scepters, steadily gripped
the steel needle and pierced through the girl's breast from bottom to top without any hesitation.

"Ugh..." The love chair, with several locks from top to bottom, firmly fixed Xiang'er's body, making her
unable to move an inch. She could only stretch her neck and let out a painful cry from her nose, her two small fists
clenched tightly. I released my grip on the steel needle and Xiang'er's breasts. The girl's fair, perfectly shaped breasts
trembled violently with the dark steel needle lodged in them—a truly shocking sight.

I picked up another steel needle, sterilized it, and pierced the girl's left breast in the same way. Xiang'er
cried out in pain again, but less forcefully than before.

I removed the gag from Xiang'er, and after catching her breath, she actually laughed: "Hehe, Master,
is this fun?"

I picked up another steel needle and waved it in front of her eyes: "It's so much fun, I'm almost addicted."

Xiang'er laughed even more happily: "That's great! This servant will be Master's cactus. Master, prick me hard!
As long as Master is happy, this servant is happy too." After saying that, she stopped laughing and gave me a very lewd wink
.

I didn't expect Xiang'er to be so lewd; her two sentences made me very happy. Since Xiang'er had said that, then...
Without hesitation, I sterilized the steel needle and pierced Xiang'er's right breast horizontally. This time, without
the gag, Xiang'er didn't utter a sound. She gritted her teeth, her face contorted in pain, and after
a couple of breaths, she gave an encouraging smile: "Go, Master!"

"No need for your encouragement," I said, piercing Xiang'er's left breast with another steel needle. Now,
she had two steel needles crisscrossing each other in both breasts, rising and falling with her breath.

Seeing the needles in her breasts, and the smile on her face, my sadistic desires intensified. I turned
to Ling'er: "Is the branding iron ready?"

Ling'er nodded and handed me the branding iron. It wasn't big, just an inch high, and it
had already started to glow red after a short while.

I held the branding iron, waving it across Xiang'er's left breast, then her right. Xiang'er
laughed at my actions: "Master, hurry up and brand her! This branding iron isn't big, it cools down quickly."

Hmm? Dare to laugh at me! I reached out and branded the area below Xiang'er's collarbone.

"Sizzle..." A sizzling sound filled the air, and the aroma of roasted meat wafted up. A beauty is a beauty; even being branded with a hot iron smelled
delicious. Xiang'er remained silent, not even wrinkling her face. She just slightly grimaced, closed her eyes, and her
smile became slightly distorted. Once the branding iron was removed, she regained her composure, still smiling at me.

Seeing Xiang'er's stubbornness, I was a little disappointed. I handed the branding iron back to Ling'er, letting her continue branding
. Ah, I took out the box of thumbtacks, picked one up, and pressed it onto Xiang'er's breast. Xiang'er trembled, but her expression didn't
change. Slightly annoyed, I pressed each thumbtack onto Xiang'er's breasts, observing her expression
. Ah.

Seeing her expression remain unchanged, I grew impatient, tossed the thumbtacks aside, and plopped
down on the small stool next to the abduction chair.

Xiang'er noticed my annoyance, her smile fading as she said, "Master, please don't be angry. This servant knows she was wrong."
She looked at me with a fearful expression.

"Hmph." I sat on the stool, fuming, wondering if there was a more drastic method, but more drastic
methods seemed too cruel, and I couldn't bring myself to do it.

"Master, this servant has something to say," Ling'er said.

"Speak."

"Master, please don't be angry. Dolls like me, who are masochistic, have a very high pain tolerance. Xiang'er
She was only a little nervous the first couple of times. Once she gets used to it, the more pain you inflict, the more excited she will become.
Especially since she's a doll with a lewd personality, the more you abuse her, the more lewdly she'll smile at you, and
the more satisfied she'll feel. Therefore, it's very difficult to make her cry out through violence." Ling'er explained to me in detail.
Ah, then pointed to Xiang'er's crotch: "Look."

I looked, and there was already a large puddle of vaginal fluid between Xiang'er's legs. After thinking for a moment, my anger subsided, and I
asked Ling'er, "What about you and Xiaolu?"

"Xiaolu has a calm personality. She will only let you abuse her without feeling sad or happy, like a living doll
. However, because she is also masochistic, your abuse will also excite her, but she won't show it. As for
me ..." She's the aloof type and skilled in training, so during my ordeal, I'll calmly suggest
methods to make me both more in pain and more excited. Master, would you like to try me? I
assure you, you can unleash all your sadistic desires." Ling'er was indeed very calm, but it also made me
somewhat lose interest. I looked around. "Ling'er, who here do you think I can properly enjoy the pleasure of

sadomasochistic training ?" 　　Ling'er thought for a moment. "Master, A-Zhu and the others are also masochistic dolls. Their personalities are either lewd or subservient , similar to or similar to Zhu'er and Xiang'er. Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan could be tried. They are subservient, skill-oriented dolls and haven't undergone masochistic training. They should be able to let Master enjoy the pleasure of training. However, they don't have much masochistic talent, so I'm afraid they're not suitable." 　　Hearing Ling'er's words, Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan's faces turned pale. They looked at me timidly like two quails , their eyes full of pleading. 　　"Hehe." I was amused by Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan's appearance, and waved my hand to Ling'er, saying, "Never mind, they're quite pleasing to me as they are now, so let's not train them into any other state." 　　Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan were overjoyed, and upon hearing me praise their good behavior, they immediately obediently came over, lay down on the ground, and each of them picked up one of my feet, gently licking it. What 　　I actually enjoyed most was this foot-licking service from these beautiful women. I stretched out my legs, placed my hands lightly on my thighs, and watched Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan, like two little dogs, lying on the ground with their heads down, carefully licking my feet as if they were eating a delicious meal. It was a great pleasure. Satisfied, I gently closed my eyes and instructed Ling'er , "Untie Xiaolu, and then clean up Zhu'er and Xiang'er." 　　My back was a little sore from sitting on the stool; it's an old problem. After all, my job is rather special, I'm always sitting, and although I'm not even thirty yet, my back is already a bit uncomfortable. I stood up and walked back to the bedside . Suddenly, I noticed a candlestick—the one I named Aju—its candle between its legs was almost burned out, and the area between its legs was covered in wax dripping. It looked unwell from being upside down for so long. Just then, Xiaolu was put down. Pointing at Aju, she instructed, "Are there any other lighting fixtures? Let the candlesticks rest." 　　The four candlesticks replied in unison, "Thank you for your kindness, Master." Xiaolu replied, "We have a small magic lamp, but it might not be very effective on the carpet or bed, and it's also dangerous. Let Amei and the others kneel on the bed and hold it ." 　　I nodded in agreement, and Xiaolu went to set it up. I walked back to the sofa bed. Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan moved the dining table aside and helped me lie down. They then licked my feet. Watching Xiaolu and Ling'er busy themselves, I felt a little bored. 　　Sigh… we came out to play, how could I feel a little bored? Watching Ling'er deftly put Xiang'er

Having tidied myself up, I beckoned to her, "Ling'er, come here. Xiang'er and Zhu'er, let them take care of each other
."

Ling'er came over, climbed onto the bed, and knelt before me. "Master, what are your orders?"

"You just said that masochistic dolls aren't suitable for training, and skill-oriented dolls like Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan
aren't masochistic enough to be untrainable. So, if I want to play with training now, what kind of doll should I buy?"

I rolled over, lying on the sofa bed, my chin resting on my hand, looking at Ling'er. "Don't just talk the talk, do you know
how to massage? Give me a back massage."

Ling'er kowtowed and said, "I'm sorry, Master, this servant isn't good at that, but Xiaolu is a housekeeper, so she should
also be skilled in massage techniques. Besides, Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan should also know how to massage." Just then, Xiaolu finished dealing with the four candlesticks and
had each of them kneel at the four corners of the bed, each holding a round lantern the size of an orange. When I mentioned massage, they
came over and started massaging my back without waiting for my summons.

The magic lamps were much brighter than candles; the four magic lamps illuminated the entire huge room as if it were daytime
, making me dizzy. "It doesn't need to be so bright, A-Zhu, turn off the lights and come here."

A-Zhu turned off the lamp in her hand and came to my side. The three magic lamps were still very bright, but at least they were softer than before
. I reached out and pulled A-Zhu's leg, stroking it in front of me, signaling Ling'er to answer my question from earlier
.

"If the master wants to experience sadomasochistic training, they should choose a masochistic type. However, the personality can be either pure
or proud. Such dolls have high tolerance and will get excited even when being abused, but they will also cry out in fear
. They are ideal sadomasochistic training dolls." I was about to tell Xiaolu to get me a few more masochistic pure and proud
types when Ling'er stopped me: "Master doesn't need to buy any more dolls. Master should have already bought four
S-class dolls."

"Huh?" I was confused. Does this shopkeeper really advise customers to spend less money? Besides, I'm not satisfied yet
.

Ling'er continued, "If we're talking about the best training dolls, even professional masochistic innocent
or proud types can't compare to S-class dolls. S-class dolls can
defeat A-class dolls, who specialize in their respective fields, without a doubt in any aspect. That's the difference between S-class and A-class. Although I, as an A-class slave,
am unwilling, I can only accept this fact. Besides, since Ling'er has been transferred, she now belongs to her master and is his
personal property. It's a doll's duty to consider her master's needs. All the sisters here are
like that."

"Oh, I see," I said, suddenly understanding, and asked, "So, what exactly makes S-class dolls so strong
?"

"S-class dolls are actually finished products, but also semi-finished. That's
why S-class dolls aren't graded by sexual orientation. Because S-class dolls don't have sexual orientation, but as long as the master has a thought and trains them a little,
then..." "An S-class doll can immediately understand its master's intentions and change in that direction. For example, just now when the master was
abusing Xiang'er, if Xiang'er were an S-class doll, she would quickly change her personality, from a lewd type to a pure type, crying and
screaming to satisfy the master's sadistic desires. And the transition is seamless and natural," Ling'er replied.

I thought about it and guessed that S-class dolls are probably actress-type female slaves with extremely high emotional and intellectual intelligence, able to understand
the master's intentions in time and play the required personality. But would revealing this now spoil the fun later
? Oh well, I'm itching to see it first: "Okay! Xiao Lu, didn't I just tell them to wait
three hours before sending up the S-class doll? No need now. Tell them to send one over immediately
, and then one every half hour."

Xiao Lu climbed off the bed, communicated with the backstage using a magic device, and then continued to massage me. I glanced at A-Zhu. Now,
A-Zhu had a lewd angel tattoo on her stomach, quite alluring. Then I looked at the three still pristine
candlesticks at the corner of the bed and Ling'er sitting idly nearby. I gestured, "Ling'er,
tattoo an angel on each of the three candlesticks' navels. As for A-Zhu's body, except for the larger design we'll get on her back later, don't get any more tattoos yet
. It doesn't look good if her whole body is covered in the same designs."

Ling'er fetched her tattooing tools and began working on A-Mei and the others. Xiang'er and Zhu'er, now completely transformed, knelt
before me, ready to obey. I sent them aside to play music for me. My face pressed against A-Zhu's smooth calves,
enjoying Xiao Lu's massage, and I closed my eyes for a short rest.

Xiao Lu's massage technique was excellent; she used a variety of techniques—pushing, grasping, kneading, and pinching. I felt as if my lower back was soaking in
perfectly warm water, every muscle relaxing and regaining its strength.

Wait, hot water… I opened my eyes and looked up, intending to ask Xiao Lu if there was a bathhouse here.
Ah, suddenly the door opened. This time there was no box or the girl who led the way, only a naked girl
walking in by herself—the S-class doll has finally made her appearance!

(4)

The girl walked slowly to the bedside. Although she was completely naked, she showed no shame. Instead, she held
her chest up and raised her head to show off her proud figure. Her long, silver-gray hair was wavy and cascading down. Two strands of hair fell to her
chest and bounced with her steps, giving off a playful vibe. Her face was a
little childish, and she looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. Her eyebrows were standard and perfect willow-leaf eyebrows, neither too wide nor too narrow, neither too
long nor too short, neither too thick nor too thin, just right. Her nose was small, delicate, and yet upright; her
small mouth was as thin, pink, and moist as a peach petal after a spring rain, with a natural, slight upturn at the corners of her lips carrying a hint of a smile.
The girl's skin was fair with a rosy glow, unlike the other dolls in the room. Her skin was like porcelain , with a subtle
glaze, crystal clear, but not cold and hard like porcelain. Perhaps it was
like freshly baked, warm, sweet custard pudding, snow-white and moist with a layer of transparent, glistening sugar syrup—very tempting. The girl
's collarbones were like a jade carving, with distinct contours and soft lines. Her breasts, bouncing gently with each step,
were different from the other dolls; no longer hemispherical like inverted bowls, but fuller and rounder bell-shaped
, like two ripe peaches hanging on the girl's chest. (Writing this, the author couldn't help but think of his hometown, Wuxi.)
The top-grade peaches—Lakeview Peaches—each weigh about a pound, larger than an adult man's fist.
They look exactly like the peaches from the animated film "Havoc in Heaven," white with a hint of red, fragrant and tender. Using them as a metaphor for a young girl
's breasts is no exaggeration. You don't even need to peel them; just insert a straw and suck it out.
The taste, the texture… oh, I digress. I've been away from home for five or six years, and these sights always bring back memories. Sorry!)

Her shoulders were smooth and rounded, her hands behind her back making her breasts even more perky. Her waist was slender, her abdomen slightly
protruding, revealing two rounded muscle curves. The outline of her hip bones was faintly visible on either side of her lower abdomen. Her
navel was shallow, like a large dimple. Her legs were perfectly closed, her mons pubis indistinct, her entire lower body flat
and slender yet possessing a full, rounded beauty. Her silver-gray curly pubic hair wasn't shaved clean, but trimmed into a
line… Her legs were as wide as fingers, long and straight, with plump thighs and slender calves. Her knees and ankles were rounded, not bony,
and her little feet were delicate and adorable. The most captivating feature was her eyes—truly indescribable,
round and large, with slightly upturned corners that hinted at a seductive charm. Her pupils were like peeled grapes, dark and deep
, glistening with a watery sheen. Her eyelashes were thick, neat, and curved upwards. Most importantly, her gaze was indescribably lively and adorable,
brimming with excitement and joy. As she approached me, she shifted from side to side, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. It was as if she could speak,
completely conveying the thoughts of a young girl to me. In comparison, the eyes of the other dolls, whether obedient or
lewd, all carried a certain woodenness, far less lively and adorable than the eyes of this girl before me.

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The girl walked to my bedside and knelt down on the carpet with a thud. Her breasts bounced violently with her hair
, almost dazzling my eyes. She slowly lowered her head to the floor, revealing her beautiful back
and perfectly round bottom. "Master."

"Get up, come here quickly." I was stunned. Without any pity, I
pushed aside the several servant dolls beside me and climbed off the bed to help the girl up.

The girl didn't wait for my help and stood up on her own. Her eyes swept over me, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she
adopted a coquettish expression, swaying her full breasts. "Master... give me a name, so
I'll be your personal possession." She emphasized the words "personal possession," and
even slightly raised her lower body to sway in front of me.

The girl's appearance wasn't actually much better than A-rank Xiang'er and Zhu'er, perhaps only slightly more so.
However, she possessed an innate allure, using every seductive trait of her body and gestures to
accentuate it. Coupled with her ever-changing eyes, seemingly constantly revealing her inner secrets, her thousand charms and enchanting allure were indescribably
captivating.

I was so mesmerized by her that I frequently lost my focus, quickly regaining my composure: "You're my first S-rank doll,
let's call you Sisi. Come, let me carefully assess your S-rank potential." I opened my arms to pull her into my embrace
. Ah.

Before I could embrace her, Sisi proactively leaned forward and sat on my lap, pressing most of her body against me.
She grabbed one of my hands and placed it on her chest, while her other hand grasped my erect penis,
rubbing it against her smooth thighs. She whispered in my ear, her small mouth close to mine, "Master, Sisi
is so much fun! Do you like this personal item, Master?" As she spoke, her little tongue darted out, hooking around my earlobe and licking it
.

"I love it, I love it so much!" Sisi's movements sent me soaring to heaven with excitement and
pleasure. One hand grasped her smooth breasts, gently kneading them, while the other touched her flat stomach and her seemingly
inconspicuous yet plump mons pubis. Sisi cooperated, parting her legs, and my fingers immediately slipped inside.
A dampness had already formed between her legs, and I easily found her entrance. My fingers rubbed the
tender bud above her little mouth. Sisi's body trembled and went limp in my arms. Her little mouth left my earlobe, her head resting shyly and weakly
on my shoulder, her little tongue licking my neck. I felt a warmth in my palm; it turned out that Sisi's flower path
had gushed forth a stream of hot nectar. I held
my hand up to Sisi, and she looked up, rolled her eyes, and licked her lips with her small, fragrant tongue, giving me a seductive wink. Then, she lowered her head, extended her tongue
, and licked the nectar from my palm into her mouth. Her small mouthful of fragrant, sweet nectar with
a slightly salty, sensual scent filled my mouth. I swallowed the nectar, my tongue entwining with hers , playing a passionate French kiss. My hand wasn't idle either, continuing its exploration
of the secret realm, probing deeper and deeper . 　　My right middle finger gently slipped into Sisi's flower path—no, rather than slipping in, it was more like being sucked in. Sisi's little mouth below seemed like a real mouth, sucking my middle finger in with each nibble, and biting it tightly. Rubbing, rubbing, sucking, biting, squeezing, swallowing… Sisi's flower path truly lived up to its name as a little mouth; the cavity between her vulva and hymen was like a miniature oral cavity, employing various techniques on my middle finger. Sisi's little mouth above, however, didn't use any tricks; her little fragrant tongue simply cooperated very considerately with my entanglement and caressing, her small hands gently and softly stroking my penis, naturally guiding the glans to draw circles on the smooth skin of her thigh. 　　"Ah…" I released Sisi's little mouth, letting out a long sigh, lowering my head to rub my face between Sisi's breasts , savoring the fragrance emanating from her body. I adjusted my position and scooped Sisi up in my arms. "Xiaolu, is there a place to bathe here?" 　　Xiaolu quickly ran to the wall beside the bed, forcefully lifted a large cover, and a steaming staircase appeared beneath it. "Please, Master." 　　"Zhu'er, Xiang'er, you two rest for a bit. Ling'er and Zhutai, continue working. Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, and Xiaolu, come down with me." I carried the alluring Sisi down the stairs first. 　　The downstairs area was predominantly milky white, with a large bathtub divided into three sections. One side of the tub had massage tables and tea tables, while the other side had a glass shower room and a white training facility.

It was much more complex than the previous folding set. The rocking horses each had a pointed and a domed top, and the entire binding frame was no longer
a simple door frame, but a multi-functional, multi-layered structure
. There were also several octopus chairs and restraint chairs. I put Sisi down and led her to the white binding frame. This thing
was actually made of white marble, with a frosted surface, bumpy but not rough. The two rocking horses were made of the same material
. Touching the pointed ridge at the top of the pointed rocking horse, feeling
the texture of the granules as if inlaid with countless small beads, I looked at Sisi's lower body with ill intent.

Sisi noticed my gaze, her eyes widened, and she scrunched up her little face. "Master, you don't mean to tie Sisi up and make her sit
on this, do you?" Her voice was pitiful, and her big eyes welled up with tears. "Sisi's little hole is so
tender, I'm terrified of rocking horses. Can we not sit on them?" She clung to me, rubbing her chest against me in a spoiled
manner.

"No." I deliberately ignored her expression, speaking in a casual but unquestionable tone, and then
casually touched the dome-shaped rocking horse.

"Okay, okay." Sisi's little face relaxed, and she stopped pretending to be pitiful, putting on a sullen look:
"But Master, you must tie Sisi up nicely, Sisi must always look her best to please Master
!"

As she spoke, she flatteredly cupped her large breasts, "Sisi's breasts are so beautiful, they'll
look great tied up."

What a little devil, I pinched her breasts, smiled happily, and walked to the bathtub,
asking Xiaolu who was waiting by the tub, "What's the purpose of these three tubs?"

"The tub on the left is warmer, the middle one is the most comfortable temperature, and the right one is a warmer
tub."

"How deep is it?" I tried the left tub; the water was a little hot, but not scalding, while the middle tub's
water temperature was indeed very comfortable.

"The pool on the left is three feet deep, the middle one is three and a half feet deep, and the one on the right is four feet deep... Ah!"

"Splash!" I grabbed Xiaolu's arm and lifted her up, throwing her into the scalding water. Xiaolu thrashed
around a few times before standing up, her whole body red from the heat, trembling. Not understanding what I meant, she dared not climb
out of the pool.

"Hahaha." I laughed, looking at her disheveled state. "Looks like it's not that hot."

"Hehe, yeah," Sisi chimed in, "But she's all red from the burns, won't it hurt
?"

"Why don't you go try it yourself?" Before she could react, I scooped her up and tossed her
in as well.

"Ah...ah, it's so hot!" Sisi, somewhat prepared, immediately stood up in the water, her eyes
brimming with tears, and cried out, "Master is so mean! Sisi's going to be scalded to death!"

I pulled over Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan, who were trembling at the edge of the pool, afraid I'd throw them in too, and into the middle of
the tub. I beckoned, "Come on over."

The two girls quickly flipped over the partition in the middle of the tub and swam to my side.

I pushed Xiaobai aside, freeing one arm to pull Sisi closer. Like most bathtubs, there was a large step at the edge where
you could sit, but this tub's first step wasn't vertical; it was a curve that conformed to your back,
making it more comfortable to lie back. I comfortably held Xiaoyuan and Sisi against the edge of the tub, the water just covering my
neck and reaching my chin. I nudged Xiaolu with my foot, pointed to my lower body, and Xiaolu obediently dived into the water, taking
my penis into her mouth. It wasn't very convenient in the water, so she simply moved it in and out, occasionally doing a
deep throat.

Speaking of deep throat, I thought of Xiang'er's little mouth again, but unfortunately, I let her rest up there. Sisi happened to reach out and
tease my nipple with her fingers, circling them. Remembering that S-grade dolls were supposed to be superior to A-grade in everything, I asked
, "Sisi, do you know how to deep-throat?"

Sisi paused, a playful smile curving her lips. "Master wants to try deep-throat? Is there
a sister here who's really good at it, and Master wants Sisi to compete with her?"

I was surprised. What a clever girl! "That's right! Xiang'er, who had an 'L' on her chest, had amazing deep-throat skills.
I wonder if you can beat her, Sisi?" I had branded Xiang'er's chest with a mark;
the ointment had only healed the wound, leaving a light brown mark. Ling'er had asked if I should use
medicine to remove it, but I told her to wait and leave it for now.

"Hmph!" Sisi climbed out of my arms, stood in the water, puffed out her chest, and tilted her chin defiantly, saying,
"Sisi is very confident in every part of her body and every skill she possesses!" Saying this, she pushed aside Xiaolu,
took a deep breath, and plunged into the water.

"Ah...hiss..." I gasped, feeling a tight cavity suddenly envelop my
penis, completely inside. The moment I entered, I knew that Sisi was no less skilled than Xiang'er in deep throat techniques
, perhaps even a step ahead. But what was even more amazing was that Sisi had a secret weapon: after my penis was in place in her throat, her
throat gripped it tightly, her muscles squeezing to pull it out slightly, then using swallowing motions to pull it in a little more, completely without relying on her neck, making my penis perform small piston-like movements in and out
of her throat with these swallowing and spitting motions . 　　The stimulation was so intense that I couldn't help but feel slight spasms all over my body. I pulled her close, my hands squeezing and kneading her breasts and buttocks, expressing my excitement. 　　Sisi must also possess martial arts skills, and her cultivation level must be extremely high. After taking a deep breath, she had held her breath underwater for a full five minutes, without any intention of surfacing for air. As far as I know, apart from superhuman beings at the level of a Sword Saint, even the most skilled martial artists can hold their breath for half an hour using various methods. I wonder how long Sisi can last. 　　Ten minutes passed, and I no longer cared how long Sisi could hold her breath. Her small throat was moving faster and faster, and the stimulation from her lower body was growing stronger with each wave. Finally, I shuddered, and a stream of essence flowed through Sisi's...

The liquid was poured directly into her stomach. Sisi felt it too, and moved her neck back and forth to clean my entire penis
, then spat out my still-erect penis and surfaced.

"Ha...ha...whoosh!" As soon as she surfaced, Sisi took two deep breaths, then
smugly "humphed" at me with her little nose pointing to the sky: "How was it, Master?"

"What do you mean, how was it? I still have something to put in, why did you get up?" I smiled mischievously,
thinking that she was smart enough to understand what I meant.

"Ah...humph, Master is so naughty." Sisi was stunned, blinked her eyes and understood, her face, which was
pale from holding her breath for a long time, flushed red again, she gave a coquettish sigh, but without hesitation, she took a breath
and surfaced again.

That's right, what I wanted was for Sisi to give me a deep throat, and then put holy water in her esophagus.

Sisi went into the water and then used her mouth to cover my penis all the way up. As my penis felt the same sensation again
, I relaxed my muscles, and urine gushed from my urethra, flowing quickly down Sisi's esophagus and into her stomach.

I'd drunk a lot of alcohol during dinner, so this urination was a bit long. After urinating, my penis finally softened
and slid out of Sisi's throat. Sisi surfaced, and in less than three minutes she hadn't even had a chance to
catch her breath. She patted her little belly at me, covered her mouth with her hand, and burped, saying, "Sisi's been filled up by Master
."

"Hahaha." Sisi's funny antics made me laugh. "Sisi's really easy to feed; even holy water
is enough to fill her up."

"Yes! As the saying goes, love makes even water taste sweet. Sisi's love for Master is deep and unwavering!" Sisi
then seized the opportunity, snuggling up to me and acting all cute and affectionate. But honestly,
the feeling of her two full, tender breasts rubbing against my chest was really nice. Maybe I should have her and Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan, those three big-breasted girls, give me a breast massage
?

Hmm, that's what I'll do!

"Xiaolu, do you have lotion?" This shop is very well-equipped; basically, whatever I ask for
, Xiaolu can find it for me in some nook or cranny. The lotion was no exception; Xiaolu even thoughtfully brought a wooden basin
and several thick leather mats, laying them out by the pool.

I climbed out of the pool, plopped down on the mats, clapped my hands, and let Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, and Sisi line
up in front of me. Their three pairs of large breasts swayed slightly in the air. Their owners, sensing my scrutinizing gaze, each
tried to puff out their chests, making the six white orbs look even fuller.

"Xiao Lu." I made Xiao Lu kneel beside me. "Tell me, of these three pairs of breasts, which one is the prettiest?"

Xiao Lu glanced at the three pairs of breasts, secretly straightening her back even more, tucking her shoulders in to make her
breasts appear larger. She still smiled calmly and said, "Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan's breasts
are similar in shape, so I'll mention them together. In terms of shape alone, Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan's hemispherical breasts and Si Si
's bell-shaped breasts each have their own charm. However, considering their body types, Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan are petite, and their hemispherical breasts make their
chests and backs appear somewhat bulky. Si Si, on the other hand, is slender and tall, and her bell-shaped breasts better accentuate
the proportions of her upper body. Also, Master, if I may inquire further, bigger breasts aren't necessarily better.
" "My breasts aren't as big as the three of them, but they're more comfortable for Master to handle."

Her actions and words made me chuckle. It seems that no matter how well-trained or what kind of personality a doll has, it will still have
a little competitive streak; it's in its nature. I pinched Xiaolu's perky breasts and laid her flat on one
end of the leather cushion. I'll use her as a pillow later.

Xiaolu's words were both right and wrong. Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, and Sisi were all around fifteen or sixteen years old, with similarly childish
faces, but surprisingly large figures. Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan were probably only about 155 centimeters tall,
a little chubby, petite and delicate, with large, hemispherical breasts, giving them an
adorable charm that made you want to hug them tightly and cherish them. They were quite fitting for their role as body pillows, not
as serious as Xiaolu described. Sisi, standing nearly 170 centimeters tall with a slender waist and slightly
defined muscles on her stomach, exuded youthful energy. Her figure, adorned with a pair of
bell-shaped breasts that bounced with the slightest movement, added to her lively, youthful charm. Combined with her ever-changing, mischievous appearance, she
was clearly more alluring than Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan, who relied solely on their cuteness. I stroked my chin and affirmed, "Sisi's breasts are
indeed quite nice."

Upon hearing this, Sisi's eyes lit up with even more pleasure as she looked at me, her little nose and chin practically pointing to the sky, and
her body swayed gently, causing her breasts to bounce as well. Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan, however, seemed somewhat
disappointed, their chests no longer as prominent. I beckoned to Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan to sit beside me. Touching
Touching the two women's breasts, actually, in terms of feel alone, given the size of Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, and Sisi, shape wasn't
particularly important. They were both enormous, too big to be grasped in one hand, so how could one discern their shape by hand?

Pointing to the lotion: "Do you know how to use a breast massager?"

The two nodded and got up to mix the lotion in a wooden basin. I pulled Sisi onto my lap again and tapped
her upturned little nose. "You call yourself an S-rank doll? You're so smug after beating a B-rank."

Sisi laughed, "You have to be cautious with any opponent, that's the key to maintaining an S-rank's advantage
."

"Oh, well said." I pinched her cheek. "So that expression you had just made was caution? I
've never seen anyone so cautious before!" Sisi's

expression turned serious. "Master, Sisi isn't human."

"Hmm!" I was startled, looking at Sisi. What did this mean? Could it be that Sisi and the others were really
humanoid dolls created through alchemy? No way! The royal family of this country has always valued alchemy. Currently, the most skilled
alchemists in the country, and even the world, are conducting various semi-free research projects with official funding. Humanoid dolls are a
hot topic, but as far as I know, the most advanced humanoid dolls still only have very low intelligence and can only do
the most basic... Low-ranking laborers and cannon fodder soldiers would be considered too stupid, and their bodies certainly wouldn't have that kind of physique. Could it be that...?
The business owner is hiding advanced technology? Impossible! I know this family inside and out; they're a prominent
family in the capital. Protecting a high-class brothel is easy, but protecting a crucial technology far beyond the mainstream
is something this primarily business-oriented family, with only powerful connections in government and no real power, whose lineage is limited to
a viscount, couldn't possibly achieve. Are they planning to amass wealth to mass-produce dolls and then
rebel? That doesn't make sense either. Even if they wanted to raise money for a rebellion, they couldn't have sold the assassin Lan
. What if the secret was leaked

? "Master?" Sisi looked at me with a strange expression, startled, then lost in thought, her face shifting between light and dark
. She couldn't help but gently push me.

"What did you mean by that? Aren't you human?" I decided to gather more information first
.

"Yes!" Sisi's little face was tense, but her eyes shone with excitement: "Sisi wants to be Master's most intimate and
fun toy, and Master's most personal and beloved item! Sisi doesn't want to be human." "

I..." So that's what happened. I was both annoyed and amused, recalling my wild thoughts just now
—damn, how silly of me, guessing without knowing anything. I smacked Sisi's little
bottom: "I told you to leave half your words. Go, the lotion is ready, come and massage my breasts."

I breathed a sigh of relief, clearing my mind of all the mess, and lay on my back on the leather cushion
, my head resting on Xiaolu's belly, watching Sisi and Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan scoop up the lotion from the wooden basin and pour it over their bodies, then spread it evenly
.

"Sisi, upper body, Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan, one leg each," I assigned them.

Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan obediently turned their backs to me and straddled one of my legs, bending
down to rub their large, milk-slicked breasts against my calves, while their delicate mons pubis rubbed against my thighs. They then lowered
their heads and began my favorite foot-licking service.

"They seem to really enjoy giving their master foot-licking services," Si Si said thoughtfully, looking at my blissful expression and then
at Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan. Hmm, Xiao Bai and Xiao Yuan were already giving me foot-licking services when she appeared;
it seems they've figured something out. They're quite perceptive.

"Hmph, you can try it later,"

Si Si nodded, turning her back to me and straddling my chest. She lowered her hips, circling my chest with her lower body
, then pressed her full breasts against my abdomen, using her hand to lift my still-soft penis and
licking it with her small, fragrant tongue.

Sisi's technique was superb. Her lower body moved back and forth across my chest, her vagina even moving to my nipples,
sucking one of them in at once, just like how she had been handling my middle finger
earlier, stimulating my nipples with a biting, sucking motion. Her little buttocks moved left and right, letting her vagina suck on both my nipples separately. Her little tongue and
hands were also very skillful, gently stimulating my sensitive spots up and down, as if
massaging my penis. In no time, I was hard in all three places.

"Your vaginal technique is very good, let me truly enjoy it." Under Sisi's repeated stimulation, I felt
incredibly hard and wanted to ejaculate again.

Sisi got up, turned around, and adjusted her posture, but didn't move immediately. Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan seemed to know something as
well, and automatically crawled away and knelt on either side. Xiaolu also seemed abnormal; she helped me up by my head, assumed a
proper kneeling posture, and gently placed my head on her thigh.

"Master, look." Sisi straddled my erect penis, her hands reaching down to her genitals, spreading
her labia wide to reveal the translucent membrane. A holy yet fervent excitement shone on her face:
"Master, from this day forward, Sisi is your exclusive sex toy! Sisi's body is your
personal property to be disposed of at will. Your will is Sisi's will, your preferences are Sisi's doctrines, your
pleasure is Sisi's happiness, your anger is Sisi's sin. This vow will last until death!"

Before I could react, Sisi's body sank, and I clearly saw my glans
touch the symbol of her virginity, then be pulled, deformed, and torn. The whole process took less than half a second, yet it was clearly
imprinted in my mind.

"Master..." Sisi released her genitals, pulled her head back, and leaned down, pouting her lips in front of me
.

I was stunned by the ceremony I had just witnessed. Somewhat blankly, I gently kissed her lips. "What is this?"

Sisi straightened up, still in the standard sex slave position—hands behind her head, breasts in my most convenient position—
her face still showing that religiously fanatical excitement. "Master, an S-class doll only recognizes one
master in its lifetime. No matter what happens, the S-class doll will always be your loyal personal property. If you abandon Sisi
, I will immediately end my own life and will never betray this vow."

"Silly girl," I gently stroked Sisi's face, "Master will not abandon you."

I knew Sisi's words and the ceremony were genuine. Although I wasn't particularly good at judging people, I
had seen the most passionate warriors' fervent eyes when swearing allegiance—the same look Sisi had just given me
.

"Why are you being so serious!" I suppressed the emotion on my face and the slight feeling of being touched
. "We finally got a little sensual, and you've ruined it all."

Sisi paused, then chuckled, leaning down to kiss me on the cheek. "Master is so cute,
Sisi loves Master the most." She then began to thrust her hips, making her lower body engulf my penis.

Sisi's vagina was absolutely exquisite, a world
apart from the vaginas of Azhu and Xiaolu that I had just experienced. At most, Xiaolu's anus could be compared. Xiaolu's anus seemed to have spiral patterns,
swirling around my penis with each thrust, providing stimulation. Sisi's vagina, on the other hand, was like a small mouth, biting at the front,
sucking at the back, and with soft flesh twisting in the middle. Especially the sensitive glans; each thrust offered different levels of
stimulation, just like Sisi's expression—ever-changing, alluring, and captivating.

Perhaps because I'd already ejaculated twice, I lasted exceptionally long this time. Sisi moved on top of me
for almost half an hour, and my penis remained erect, thrusting in and
out of Sisi's ever-changing little hole without any sign of release. Although Sisi's hole was very stimulating, I still felt that simple thrusting wasn't exciting enough.
It would be even better if someone came over and played some kind of "dragon" game. Unfortunately, Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan's tongue skills weren't top-notch; Xiaolu should
be pretty good, but it's so uncomfortable without a pillow.

Just as I was pondering whether to have Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan replace Xiaolu and let Xiaolu do the "poison dragon" (a euphemism for a sexual act), I heard
a strange yet beautiful voice: "Master, would you like a doll to use its little tongue to soothe your rear end
?"

I looked up and saw a girl of about seventeen or eighteen years old standing naked next to Xiaolu. Her beauty
was comparable to Sisi's. She had long, dark golden hair in large waves, but unlike Sisi, she didn't have sideburns or bangs.
A few strands were casually draped over her chest. Her eyebrows were just as perfect as Sisi's, but in a different style. Her eyebrows weren't very arched
, but they were slightly wider, thicker, and longer. Her eyes were large, but somewhat slender. Unlike Sisi's light makeup, this
girl wore eyeliner and light silver eyeshadow, which, combined with her slender, upturned eyes, created an overtly seductive
look. Her face was slightly longer than Sisi's, and her nose was also slightly longer and higher. Her lips weren't as thin as Sisi's
, but rather full and not too thick, and slightly wider. Her face looked young, yet possessed a mature
sexiness. Her skin wasn't as white as other dolls, but had a light wheatish hue. Her collarbones weren't
as prominent as Sisi's, but her waist was more slender, revealing the beautiful shape of her hip bones.
The muscles on her sides were also more defined, full of youthful vitality. Sisi's buttocks were small and round
, looking firm and elastic, while this girl's buttocks were plump and round, almost
comparable to Xiaobai's small, round, hemispherical breasts. And this girl's breasts were the most exquisite, surprisingly rare
bamboo shoot-shaped, full and erect, standing tall in the air. From my angle, I could see perfectly
the small opening between her slightly parted, slender legs. Sisi's mons pubis wasn't prominent, and her labia minora weren't exposed
. Ah, this girl's mons pubis wasn't obvious either, but her labia minora were tightly closed and exposed. Her clitoris,
like her small nipples, stood erect, its color an alluring light red.

Noticing my gaze was fixed between her legs, the girl's face showed a hint of smugness. She looked defiantly at
Sisi, who was still working hard on me, spread her legs wide, and used her hands to separate her thin labia, revealing
the tender flesh and white membrane inside: "Master, is it pretty?"

Her figure and appearance were comparable to Sisi's, and she dared to directly provoke Sisi. This girl's identity was self-evident.
Ah… my second S-class doll.

"Pretty," I smiled with satisfaction. Although S-class dolls don't have fixed personalities, they should still have
their own style. Sisi was the charming and lively type, while this one should be the lewd and sexy
type.

"If Master likes it, then I am happy." The girl simply squatted down, bringing her exquisitely parted vulva close to my eyes
.

"You're so lewd. From now on, I'll call you Yinyin." I reached out and pinched the girl's bamboo shoot-shaped breasts,
naming her.

"Thank you for the name, Master." Yinyin cooperated with my kneading, twisting her body, her eyes suddenly becoming hazy,
her little tongue darting out to lick her full lips.

Yinyin's breasts were a size smaller than Sisi's, but the texture was different from Sisi's softness; instead
, they were firm and full, very elastic to the touch. After a few squeezes, I released her breasts, flicked her nipple hard with
my finger, and Yinyin trembled, her body stopping twisting, seemingly enjoying the sensation immensely. She raised her head slightly,
closed her eyes slightly, and shook her breasts, as if wanting me to do it again.

I touched her other nipple again, and her vulva, which was right in front of me, began to get wet. "Who
said they wanted to use their little tongue to pamper their master's back door?"

Yinyin woke up instantly after hearing my words, gave me a seductive wink, stood up, and
crawled between my legs.

Although Sisi couldn't see me, the sensation from my back door was wonderful. A wet little tongue
began to service my back door: first a few light touches, then a few vigorous licks, and then,
the little tongue seemed to contract and suddenly plunged into my back door.

"Wow!" This was the first time I had experienced such stimulation. I thrust my hips upward, pushing Sisi
away, and suddenly ejaculated. A small portion of it shot into Sisi's vulva, and the majority, as it slid out of Sisi's vulva,
splashed onto Yinyin's face.

Sisi, startled by my thrust, rolled over and lay beside me, covering her lower body, pouting, and glaring
resentfully at Yinyin, who had stolen most of her spoils. Yinyin, meanwhile, smugly took my penis in her mouth, completely
ignoring Sisi's gaze. She moved her neck a couple of times, cleaning the outside of my penis, then gently sucked
on it, drawing the remaining semen from my urethra into her mouth. Finally, she used her rather long and thin tongue to probe
my glans, making me shudder again.

Although only a large portion of my semen was visible on Yinyin's face, it was a considerable amount; a large puddle of sticky
, thick semen hung on Yinyin's forehead and slowly trickled down her straight nose. Her tongue was indeed quite unique, noticeably longer and thinner than normal, especially the small tip, which was very prominent; she could easily reach the tip of her nose with a
simple flick of her tongue .
At this moment, she was using that peculiar tongue to lick
the semen that had gathered from her forehead down the bridge of her nose to the tip. The white semen, her alluring face, her strange tongue—it all looked so
lewd.

I looked at Sisi again. Seeing that Yinyin was ignoring her, Sisi was busy using her hand to lick up my semen from her genitals,
eating it with relish.

Only a small portion of what I had ejaculated into Sisi's vagina was left, and she licked it all up in a few licks. The little girl then
puffed out her cheeks and glared at Yinyin with fiery eyes. Yinyin still ignored Sisi and began to use her hand and tongue to clean...
She wiped the semen off her face, looking like a cat that had finished hunting, lazily licking its paws.

I was intrigued by this little squabble between the two S-class dolls: "Are you two at odds
?"

"Two tigers can't share the same mountain, unless one is male and the other female!" Seeing my apparent interest
, Sisi pouted and made a playful remark.

"Hmph, no manners! You don't even answer your master's questions." Yinyin carefully licked
the last bit of semen she scraped from her face, not even glancing at Sisi, and casually retorted.

"You! Hmph..." Sisi also turned her head away, no longer looking at Yinyin.

"Heh." It seemed the two of them really didn't get along. I stroked my chin. Using
the discord among my subordinates to achieve my goals—this was the introductory lesson of imperial tactics; how could I not be proficient? The entire
court, both civil and military officials, was completely under my control. Could two little girls possibly stump me?

"Alright then. How about I give you two a challenge?"

"Yes, Master! How? What?" Sisi reacted the fastest, jumping up excitedly and
looking at me expectantly. After all, she had spent more time with me than Yinyin and had a better grasp of my preferences, so her chances of winning were
slightly higher.

"Yinyin awaits Master's instructions." Yinyin licked the semen off her face and hands, then, kneeling on the
ground, kowtowed, adopting a submissive posture, making her appear even more obedient than Sisi.

I ignored Yinyin's little scheme and pointed to the training facilities by the bathtub: "The training area is over there
."

Sisi and Yinyin exchanged a fierce glance, then got up together and walked towards the training facilities.

"Hey, hey, hey." I was both annoyed and amused. "You want to drain me dry all at once? Let me rest for a
bit first, then we'll start competing."

Sisi stuck out her little tongue, lay back down beside me, and pulled one of my arms between her large breasts
. "Ah: Sisi will help you rest a bit, Master."

Yinyin lay down on the other side, also pulling one of my arms between her legs. "Master will be
staying here for a long time later, let's familiarize ourselves with the layout first."

"Pfft..." I burst out laughing, while Sisi glared at Yinyin. I calmed Sisi down
and then casually hugged Yinyin. "Later, let Ling'er come down and set the questions as the examiner. I'll just be the referee. You two better watch out
, Ling'er is very dissatisfied with the S-rank dolls, be careful she doesn't mess with you."

"Sisi/Yinyin, don't be afraid!" they both said in unison.

"Hehe, okay, let's rest for a bit and then begin. Xiaolu, Xiaobai, Xiaoyuan, you guys lie down too
." I held Sisi in my left arm and Yinyin in my right, my legs propped up on Xiaobai and Xiaoyuan's bellies respectively, and
my head resting on Xiaolu's belly. Looking up at the mythological story depicted on the ceiling mural, I suddenly felt a surge of emotion: "While we
're resting, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a young prince, kind and righteous,
and also a pure virgin. One day, at a royal ceremony in a neighboring country, he met
the youngest and most beautiful princess of that country..."

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