The Path of the Witch Rong'er to Extract Essence

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Chapter 1, Those White Shoes, That White Robe

Peach Blossom Island.

A sea breeze swept across the shore, and in the distance, dense pink peach blossoms
stretched as far as the eye could see. Closer to shore, the lush green grass seemed to carry an air thick with arousing tension,
a scent that stirred the hearts of both men and women.

"Queen…Queen!"

A naked young man knelt beneath a peach tree, his eyes glazed and fervent, gazing up
at the approaching figure. The young nobleman kowtowed with utmost reverence, fearing he might
have done something wrong to anger his "Queen."

In the distance, on a sloping coastline, a woman in white slowly approached.
At first, only the tips of her jet-black hair were visible, followed by her jade-like face… her delicate, snow-white neck…
her shoulders beneath the all-white robe… her slender waist cinched with a gold belt, and finally, the immaculate hem of her long
, flowing dress, beneath which were soft, white shoes.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful. Her figure was stunningly

graceful.

Her small feet, protected by her soft white shoes, moved forward naturally, step by step.

Her skin was like water, her eyes like the moon! Her steps were like gliding on water, her body like a willow swaying in the breeze…
the “Queen” that the young man had called out was actually… this beautiful!

If it were just a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in a seductive manner, even if she were incredibly beautiful,
most people would likely scoff at the young man. But when the woman in white appeared,
the beautiful scenery of the sea breeze and peach blossoms paled in comparison! With her beauty alone, she could make any man kneel at her
feet, swarming around her like bees! Looking at the young man now, one couldn't help but feel boundless envy
!

It seemed that to kneel at her feet would be an incredible stroke of luck!

"Hmm…you look quite good, and you're clean…that's good. I don't like
men who smell bad."

The exquisitely beautiful figure in white finally stood before the naked man. Looking down at
the young man who was captivated and adored by her beauty and charm, a fleeting smile appeared on her delicate face, a smile that seemed
to eclipse the surrounding background! No wonder King You of Zhou lit the beacon fires to amuse Bao Si, and King Zhou of Shang had
Bi Gan's heart dug out to cure his concubine's illness.

Such breathtaking beauty was to be expected!

Completely captivated by the "Queen's" smile, the young man suddenly noticed that
the tips of his Queen's small white shoes were stained with damp, dirty mud! This was understandable; her small feet
were protected by white shoes, but who could protect them along the way?

Those beautiful soles, which should have been spotless and untouched by the world's filth, had stepped
onto land stained with peach blossoms, dust, and other impurities to meet him!

"Your Majesty...I...may I lick it clean for you with my tongue?" Filled with immense trepidation, the young man's
tone was utterly sincere. His tongue was certainly unworthy to lick the "Queen's" shoe soles, but looking at his entire body, only his tongue
was somewhat worthy of being her shoe-shining cloth.

However, his "Queen" showed no contempt or disdain for his request. She smiled gently
, her voice like a clear spring in a valley, or like snow falling in early spring, softly saying, "Just call me Rong'er. And..."

The beautiful white shoe slowly lifted before the young man's eyes, then the toe lightly touched
the countless times-washed pink glans between his legs. That seemingly light touch caused the
lovely pink thing to quickly swell and erect, transforming into a massive, throbbing, veiny behemoth!

Before the young master, whose face was flushed with intense excitement, Rong'er's face suddenly flushed
slightly. She gently bit her lip and whispered, "I need what you ejaculate here~ You...
you won't refuse, will you~" "Queen...I...I'm willing!!!" Who could resist such a charming and alluring plea!
Moreover, to have that filthy place touched by white shoes was an incredible stroke of luck! The young master, in a frenzy,
shouted loudly, only to be met with another soft laugh from Rong'er.

With the young master's consent, her foot finally began to move slowly.

The tip of her white shoe touched his naked, burning lower body, lightly pressing against the shaft, gently rubbing it up and down.
Her movements were extremely gentle, perhaps foreplay in a training session, or perhaps because of
a slight sense of guilt towards the young master. Rong'er's actions were so considerate of the man beneath her feet!

"Queen...Queen~" His already sensitive nerves, coupled with the intense stimulation of the beautiful shoe
rubbing against his groin, quickly aroused the young man. His breathing quickened, and his face
flushed with passion. He murmured, as if trying to tell the Queen how much
pleasure he felt beneath that small white shoe!

"Lie down," Rong'er said with a smile. She stood while the man knelt,
as it wouldn't be comfortable to have the white shoe rubbing against him like that.

The young man quickly lay back, watching as the small white shoe tip descended on his trembling, hard member.
This time, instead of gently pressing on the shaft, the shoe
tip pressed against his soft testicles, slowly kneading them as if playing
with something fun. Rong'er's shoe tip gradually increased the pressure!

The soft testicles quickly deformed and flattened under the crushing force! Despite the intense pain, the young
master's eyes burned with even greater fervor, his groin seemingly hardening and burning even more! His engorged, red glans
throbbed with excitement, as if thrilled by the crushing of his testicles.

"I'm going to crush your testicles, are you afraid?" Rong'er sighed,
a hint of apology in her watery eyes. Her purpose in summoning this young master was simply to crush him to death with her shoe and drain
the semen from his body. Although she had been doing this for some time, Rong'er still felt a pang of reluctance, thus she
was always extra gentle with those she attracted.

"I'm not afraid!"

Just like the answer Rong'er had heard countless times before, the young man's expression was resolute, tinged with
extreme fanaticism. In their eyes, to be trampled to death by the "Queen," becoming humble nourishment and essence beneath her white shoes,
was something they couldn't ask for!

Rong'er sighed again. Her white shoe sole continued to stomp downwards, only the toe grinding against
the foreskin, continuing to pull the glans and foreskin downwards. Her white shoe gradually became merciless,
slowly pressing down until blood appeared at the junction of the young man's glans and foreskin! Blood connected to the fleshy pulp; this extreme pain
naturally made the young man's face contort, but his cries were not more of a pain
than a satisfied groan…

As the sound of an eggshell cracking gradually came from beneath the white shoe, his two testicles
were finally crushed in that slow process! The beautiful, pleasurable sound of the crushing, mixed with the ecstatic experience of the foreskin being completely
crushed! Under these circumstances, the young master could no longer restrain himself and began
to ejaculate thick, viscous semen from his penis!

The milky-white fluid, upon contact with the white shoes, was visibly absorbed by them
, mixing with the blood and scum from the shattered testicles! All of it became nourishment for the beautiful shoes, to be consumed by Rong'er.

The turbid white semen gradually turned blood-red, stained with vital essence as it was absorbed
. During this process, the handsome young master's body rapidly withered and shriveled,
collapsing to the ground as if his bones had been drained, yet his gaze remained feverish, fixed on the beautiful white shoes, on the
"Queen" in her snow-white robes.

After finishing her meal, a fleeting blush appeared on her fair and exquisite face, before quickly returning to normal.
A pair of gentle, watery eyes looked at the young man, the guilt in them seeming to deepen.
Rong'er sighed and asked, "Alas... is there any unfulfilled wish? As long as it's within my power, I will definitely help
you fulfill it."

"I... I want to lick the Queen's shoes clean!" The young man, who had been exhausted and on the verge of death, suddenly had a strong desire burst forth in his eyes
! He didn't care about dying, but the Queen's white shoes, stained with filth, had to be licked
clean! This was his last little wish before he died.

"Why bother?" Rong'er sighed again. She bent down and gently
stroked the young man's extremely withered cheek with her slender, cool jade fingers, her expression tender, but she did not refuse his kindness.

Let alone the young master's lowly opinion, even Rong'er herself wouldn't want her shoe
soles licked by that strange tongue. It wasn't that she disliked it, but rather that aside from consuming semen, she didn't want any further
contact with other men. But... how could she refuse when she was about to die?

A peach branch bent down, and Rong'er's lithe body naturally sat on the delicate branch. The branch swayed,
yet showed no sign of breaking. The small white shoe, along with the girl's white dress, was slowly lifted and
considerately placed before the young master.

"Thank... thank you, Queen!" At this moment, as if experiencing a final burst of energy, the young master's face flushed red.
He knelt in utmost devotion, extending his trembling tongue carefully to lick
the sole of Rong'er's beautiful white shoe, his head bobbing back and forth.

The mud beneath the white shoes was gradually peeled away by the young master's diligent licking, replaced by his
tongue stained with the same filth. He licked with such earnestness and devotion that the
white soles, once covered in grime, were quickly cleaned, as pristine as they had been in the beginning.

Rong'er then lifted the other white shoe and did the same, letting the young master use his lowly heart
to do one last thing for her.

The pair of soft white shoes was finally licked clean. To avoid his saliva becoming too dirty, the young
master didn't forget to wipe the soles again with his cheek, lest the "Queen" be annoyed by his saliva
.

"Thank you, you're so kind." Such a thoughtful gesture even moved Rong'er. She tried her
best to smile at the young man on the ground, until the excited gleam in his eyes gradually
faded. His wish was fulfilled, and the young man closed his eyes in peace.

"It's getting late, I should go find Brother Jing."

Rong'er glanced at the sky. She had wasted so much time; her silly brother must be getting
impatient waiting for her. She lightly leaped down from the peach branch, but didn't look at the young man's lifeless body again.

With a fleeting movement, a figure in white disappeared into the mysterious peach blossom forest, gradually fading into the distance.

Chapter Two

: "Why hasn't Rong'er returned yet… It's almost dark…"

In the bamboo houses built against the hill, surrounded by forest, Guo Jing, having just finished practicing his martial arts,
looked out the bamboo window at the sky, feeling a little worried.

He and Rong'er had been living on Peach Blossom Island for over half a year, undisturbed by anyone. The couple were incredibly
close, though he couldn't explain why… Guo Jing felt that Rong'er had changed somewhat in the past two months.

Every time he saw Rong'er, his heart would race uncontrollably. Occasionally, seeing Rong'er changing her shoes and socks
, he would even feel an urge to kneel before her and kiss her delicate feet, and even his… well, his…
erection would swell! But Guo Jing never dared to tell Rong'er about this somewhat embarrassing thing.

"Brother Jing, what are you thinking about again~"

He vaguely heard that familiar, gentle, sweet laughter. Guo Jing snapped back to reality to find the white-clad figure
beside him, her exquisite face almost touching his, a
mischievous wink playing on her lips.

"N-nothing..." Guo Jing blushed and quickly shook his head, but his eyes were darting
nervously to the pair of clean white shoes beneath the long robe, his heart pounding.

"Is that so..." The girl's beautiful, watery eyes stared at his face, looking at him intently, then blossomed
into a smile. "Let's not talk about that. Rong'er hasn't been back for so long, Brother Jing must be hungry. Rong'er
will go and cook for Brother Jing."

As her graceful figure moved, about to enter the kitchen, Rong'er seemed to remember something. Her willow brows furrowed slightly, and
she tiptoed off her white shoes, saying, "Brother Jing, these shoes are unwearable.
Please throw them away for me."

With that, her figure disappeared into the kitchen, beginning to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

Guo Jing, preoccupied with his thoughts, stood before the small white shoes, a blush creeping onto his face. Although he and Rong'er
had lived together for over half a year, neither of them knew much about matters between men and women. Their elders, Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qi,
felt that such private matters were best left unsaid. Therefore, even today, he had only held Rong'er's hand at most
, not daring to even look directly at her bare feet after removing her shoes and socks.

These soft shoes, which had just trampled and killed a man, had already acquired some of Rong'er's current magic.
Though slight, for a naive and yearning young man like Guo Jing, the scent of these white shoes was like a natural allure.
Just looking at them made Guo Jing's heart race.

Carefully picking up a pair of white shoes, he held them to his nose and deeply inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from the shoe opening
. As if it were an innate male instinct, Guo Jing's hand involuntarily reached into his trousers and
rubbed his already erect member.

"Rong'er~ I...I really want you to step on me, and I really want you to ride me like a horse~"

Under the magical scent of foot sweat emanating from the shoe opening, Guo Jing's eyes were somewhat dazed,
and his breathing became rapid. But amidst this unprecedented pleasure, he suddenly heard Rong'er's shameful, indignant, and even
gloomy voice!

"Brother Jing...so this is the kind of despicable thing you are!"

Guo Jing's heart trembled. He then noticed that Rong'er had come out of the house, changed into another pair of tall white
boots. Her delicate face was ashen, and she angrily raised her hand to slap him across the face.
The white boots, which looked even more noble but were somewhat stuffy, were slightly raised, as if carrying the anger in the girl's heart, and were ground hard against his erection between his legs
!

"I told you to throw away these stinky shoes, but you willingly debase yourself, kneeling there doing such filthy things..." The girl's
cheeks were slightly red. Recalling that her beloved Brother Jing had actually knelt at her feet like other men
, she felt a surge of anger for no reason. The sole of her boot spun, and with a touch of cruelty, she raised her foot to stomp on his swollen
area! And the toe of the boot precisely pressed against the most vulnerable area between his penis and testicles!

"Rong'er...I...it hurts so much!"

Never having seen Rong'er so embarrassed and angry, Guo Jing's face paled with guilt. The beautiful boots
' trampling was merciless; after only a few stomps, Guo Jing couldn't help but beg Rong'er for mercy, his voice
trembling with pain.

"Oh~ Didn't you just say you longed to be trampled by me, and longed to be ridden like a horse?" The cold smile on her lips
deepened slightly, and Huang Rong's ink-black eyes revealed a hint of eerie and alluring purple
. With a powerful jerk of her boots, the clothes between Guo Jing's legs were instantly torn to shreds by the force,
except for his crotch; the rest of his clothes remained intact.

His long-suppressed member, finally released, trembled in the air, standing erect
beneath the beautiful boots, seemingly yearning for the intense yet extremely pleasurable trampling!

Rong'er snorted coldly, her beautiful boots slamming down hard. The soft, delicate white boots instantly
ground her burning, unbearable penis against Guo Jing's stomach. Her gaze was frosty as she coldly asked, "Will you still do such despicable things in the future?!"

Clenching his teeth, enduring Rong'er's furious stomping, the usually honest Guo Jing couldn't help but tremble as he said,
"Rong'er... I don't want to... but I'm afraid I can't help myself, I want to lick your shoes~"

The grinding on the beautiful boots finally lessened somewhat. Looking at her familiar, foolish brother, Huang Rong
sighed softly. How could she not know that she had absorbed so much essence blood during this time? That alluring
magic was probably even stronger now, and even her foolish brother would eventually succumb to this temptation.

But those men who died under her shoes could never compare to her brother Jing! Huang Rong
felt disgusted and filthy even from the mere sight of those men stomping on her with the sole of her shoe. She only experienced fleeting
joy when their essence flowed within her. But Jing-gege… Rong'er absolutely could not let him become one of them.

"Take off my shoes! You're not allowed to use my shoes for this kind of thing again! If you want to vent, Rong'er has her own ways
, do you hear me!"

Her beautiful eyes glared angrily, and though her voice still seemed undiminished in anger, the icy coldness on her face melted away,
the deep purple in her eyes receding naturally. The beautiful woman's embarrassed and annoyed appearance was inexplicably adorable.

"Okay! I understand!"

Guo Jing nodded hurriedly, crawled over, and held the beautiful boots covering her jade-like feet in his hands. Just as he was about to remove
them, he heard Rong'er say again, her voice tinged with annoyance, "Don't kneel!"

Guo Jing meekly agreed, suppressing the thought of kneeling in his mind, and instead squatted
under Rong'er's dress, removing the beautiful boots and neatly placing them aside. Looking at the thin, snow-white stockings that remained,
he thought that Rong'er only asked him to take off his shoes but not his stockings. Confused, he blankly raised his head, gazing up at Rong'er's face
as if asking what to do.

"Silly brother~"

Seeing his silly appearance, Rong'er couldn't help but giggle. When her laughter subsided,
her voice, though seemingly playful and reproachful, held no further blame.

Her slender feet, hidden beneath snow-white stockings, lifted slightly to Guo Jing's cheek, playfully pinching his nose with her toes.
Rong'er continued with a light laugh, "Didn't you want to smell what Rong'er's feet smell like? Now's the perfect time to smell them~"

Guo Jing's heart instantly raced again. He quietly glanced up at Rong'er's pretty face, then cupped her slender
feet in her snow-white stockings in his hands, bringing them close to his nose to deeply inhale the scent emanating from the stockings.

Peach Blossom Island is located in the south, and it was summer. Under the sweltering heat, Rong'er's jade-like feet naturally produced
sweat, leaving a damp mist on the stockings. However, the smell wasn't foul at all; on the contrary, it had a faint, indescribable
fragrance. If there was any other scent, it would probably be the musty
smell of the leather from her white shoes.

The combined flavor of the two instantly intoxicated the clueless young man, who even opened
his mouth and breathed heavily through his nose.

Watching Guo Jing's clumsy yet genuinely captivated by her socks, Huang Rong couldn't help but smile sweetly
. She leaned against the railing, freeing both her legs, and slowly moved her other foot, still hidden beneath her beautiful boot
, to his throbbing, swollen member between his legs. With the sole of her boot, untouched by the saliva of other men
, she gently rubbed it against the long-awaited member.

"Brother Jing, want to try licking it~"

Amidst her melodious, warbling laughter, Huang Rong gave Guo Jing no chance to consider or react. Her beautiful
jade feet suddenly broke free from Guo Jing's hands, naturally parting his teeth and slipping her silk stockings into his mouth. Her
five nimble toes playfully swirled within his mouth, her big toe and index toe tightly
gripping his tongue.

Her beautiful legs slightly retracted, exposing Guo Jing's tongue to her feet.

"Rong'er…"

His massive member seemed to grow even more excited by the rubbing of her beautiful boots. Guo Jing's eyes were glazed over; only his tongue
was held between Rong'er's toes, and his cry, though full of affection, was extremely muffled.

"Hmm~ Brother Jing's...it's still quite energetic~"

Releasing her tongue from her grasp, she let Guo Jing bury his head under her stockings and lick it passionately. The
licking even made her feel a slight tingling sensation. The girl's face flushed crimson, but she multitasked, using her other beautiful
boot to increase the frequency of her gentle rubbing of his already "fierce" little brother.

"Brother Jing~ Why is your body starting to tremble...is it because this thing under you is about to...pee out
~"

Feeling the trembling on Guo Jing's body under his clothes, Huang Rong understood that this was
proof that Brother Jing was about to "excrete," but she pretended not to notice, asking in a soft, timid voice with a slight laugh,
while her beautiful boot rubbed him even faster.

"Rong'er~ I...I can't hold it in anymore...I don't know...why am I so desperate to pee! Rong'er~ Take
your shoes off...don't let me pee on them!"

Guo Jing's face flushed red, his voice heavy with breath, as he instinctively tried to remove Rong'er's beautiful boots from his manhood to
prevent his "pee" from splashing out. But as soon as he got close, his hands were
firmly pinned down by her delicate, silk-stockinged feet, and he couldn't move an inch!

"Even if you're desperate to pee, Brother Jing has to hold it in~ Otherwise, Rong'er will be angry with Brother Jing." Trying not to
laugh out loud, Huang Rong said teasingly.

Her voice was slow, but the rubbing beneath her boots was incredibly fast. Under the high-frequency grinding, Guo Jing
quickly couldn't bear it any longer. Although he remembered that "Rong'er will be angry, so I can't pee," the intense physical pleasure was
too much for him to bear. He could only suppress the pleasure for a few breaths before he
cried out, "I...I'm going to pee! Rong'er, move your shoes away!"

Before he finished speaking, a thick, turbid white fluid gushed uncontrollably from his penis
. With the continued rubbing of the beautiful boots, it flowed out like milking a cow.

Huang Rong, having quickly withdrawn the magic from her feet, watched the beautiful scene of the fluid gushing out with a smile. She
seemed somewhat excited. As Guo Jing climaxed, her beautiful boots began to absorb
the fluid that had adhered to their owner, rapidly absorbing it at a visible speed.

"Rong'er...I...I really can't hold back anymore." After climaxing, Guo Jing seemed much weaker, and
said with a heavy heart, looking down.

Huang Rong tried her best to suppress her laughter, leaned down, and whispered softly in his ear with her pink lips, "Then...Rong'er
can only reluctantly punish Brother Jing, for example~ making Brother Jing serve you in bed or something~"

Chapter 3, The Servant in Purple

"Ah~ Rong'er~ I...I'm going to pee again!"

In the dead of night, inside the bamboo house on Peach Blossom Island.

The man's deep and heavy groans slowly echoed through the peach blossom forest.

Reflected in the moonlight, through the bamboo window swaying in the gentle breeze, one could see a girl in a snow-white dress, her
delicate feet in silk stockings gently rubbing and sucking at Guo Jing's already swollen and limp penis. With each gentle rubbing and squeezing of her small feet,
Guo Jing's penis released another amount of cloudy white fluid. However, after several ejaculations, the amount he released
was noticeably less.

The cloudy white fluid was quietly absorbed by a pair of beautiful, jade-like feet beneath her silk stockings without the man noticing .
A hint of enjoyment and slight satisfaction appeared on her delicate face. Opening her dark, watery eyes, Huang Rong
said softly with a smile, "Brother Jing, you've peed again, haven't you?"

"Rong'er, I'm sorry..." Guo Jing felt guilty and lowered his head. He also felt a little
strange; the sensation of peing when Rong'er rubbed his private parts was so pleasurable, a
completely different experience from urinating normally!

"How about it~ Want to try again? This time Rong'er took off her socks, maybe... this time Brother Jing
will be able to resist~" A shy, amused smile played on her beautiful face. Her jade-like legs, beneath her sheer white dress
, stretched out slightly, gently rubbing her small feet against Guo Jing's inner thighs and soft testicles. With just
this one alluring little gesture, his little brother, which had been almost broken from being teased by her delicate feet, gradually regained its firmness
!

"Rong'er... I feel... so sleepy." Instinctively feeling that if this continued, his body would collapse,
Guo Jing couldn't help but whisper.

Seeing his bloodshot eyes, Huang Rong realized that she had taken too much from her Jing-gege today. Besides, it
was her silly brother's first time, and he needed a night's rest to recover his strength. However, the insatiable
desire within her body remained so strong. It seemed that only by consuming semen, without nourishing her with blood, this
addiction would be difficult to overcome.

"Then let's rest first. Jing-gege, you can sleep in Rong'er's room. Rong'er will go out for a stroll and come back soon
to keep you company."

A cool, small hand touched his sharply defined face. Huang Rong gently covered Guo Jing with a quilt, telling
him to close his eyes and rest. She then straightened her clothes and her graceful figure left the bamboo house, heading straight for
the shore of Peach Blossom Island. She continued walking, disappearing into the sea in the blink of an eye.

She had been absorbing essence blood for some time now. Although this addiction was somewhat uncontrollable, it wasn't all bad
. The stronger her magic, the more Huang Rong could feel her inner strength increasing. Now, without needing to row or swim,
she could instantly travel to other islands to forage. Otherwise, staying on Peach Blossom Island for so long, her addiction would have
been impossible to suppress.

"Hmph! You little wench~ I've begged you at your house time and time again, even humbly asking a matchmaker to propose marriage
, and you actually wanted to marry a toad! Now look what's happened! I killed that adulterer, burned down your house,
and kidnapped you to this island. There's nobody here, so you can just give up and be gang-raped by me day and night, becoming my plaything
, hahaha!"

On the island, a man dressed as a scholar, yet cruelly committing beastly acts, was about to
strip the sobbing woman beneath him completely naked when suddenly he felt a chill on the back of his head. A figure in white lightly
kicked him to the ground. As he was filled with fear, the snow-white figure appeared before him. On that spotless white
robe, a face of unparalleled allure wore a cold smile, yet she bent down and softly asked:
"What did you just say you wanted?"

"Since you've discovered me, I might as well go all the way and sleep with you, you little wench!"

A man capable of such a thing naturally possesses extraordinary audacity. The scholar-looking man was initially flustered,
but then a lecherous grin spread across his face. Faced with such a celestial woman, his first thought wasn't
fear, nor respect, but rather pure blasphemy!

"Hmph."

Huang Rong, naturally, wouldn't even bother touching such a despicable person. She casually grabbed two pebbles and
, with a whoosh, instantly blinded him! Amidst the man's pig-like screams, her white shoes moved, the toe of the shoe
striking his chest with tremendous force. His clothes were torn to shreds, and he no longer had the strength to roll around; he was left with only
a breath left.

"If it weren't for this sudden turn of events, I would never have let someone like you die so easily!"

Huang Rong, her voice like frost, stomped on the man's chest. Her face was filled with murderous intent. If it weren't
for the fact that she had delayed her hunting time for her beloved Jing-gege tonight, and her demonic cravings hadn't kicked in, she would never have let someone like him be so
easily consumed by her beautiful shoes. But even in this emergency, Huang Rong didn't crush the filthy thing between his legs
.

The best way to absorb essence was to let a man in heat ejaculate, then draw it from his penis when his yang energy waned
. Even without this method, it could barely relieve the demonic craving, but the effect was much weaker.
Under normal circumstances, Huang Rong wouldn't let such a "defective product" appear under her feet. Her

delicate, soft shoes stepped on his chest, and with a slight pressure, Huang Rong's white boots
crushed and collapsed his chest as if stepping on tofu! It sank several inches into his skin! The sound of ribs cracking mingled with screams, but
what terrified the man most was that his spirit remained remarkably strong! The pain and fear
amplified repeatedly in his mind, intensifying his agony!

He wasn't about to die so easily. After one beautiful shoe stepped on him, Huang Rong's other beautiful boot
followed suit, similarly pressing down on his ribs, its soft white sole creating a melodious symphony of bone-chilling rhythm
!

"Queen! Queen, spare me!"

What horrified the man most was that while the ribs were cracking and causing excruciating pain,
the filthy thing between his legs didn't flinch at all! Instead, under the crushing of those beautiful boots, his penis gradually
swelled and hardened, the pink glans turning a purplish-red from the bulging veins, a color of desperate urgency. He... he
actually felt an unusual pleasure as his ribs were being crushed!

"I hate your voice, and I hate seeing your face even more."

Those exquisitely beautiful eyes, filled with contempt and indifference, plunged her foot into his mouth, silencing
his tongue that could plead for mercy. The beautiful boot slid down his throat, spreading to his backside, yet it didn't stop
! Until the boot was inside his throat, crushing his airway beneath it! And
so, he was left suffocating and terrified, savoring the last vestiges of pleasure in his body!

His swollen, purple glans, in this "wonderful yet painful" dual experience, finally erupted like a burst dam, spraying
out thick semen. But his semen wasn't cloudy white; it was a bewitching blood-red! And as this blood-red semen was released
, the beautiful boot perfectly crushed his ribs, mixing with the blood and mud. The filth
didn't stain the soles of the boot; instead, the blood-red semen and the trampled blood and mud were all rapidly
absorbed by the beautiful boot!

Watching indifferently as the man was gradually drained of his life force, turning into a corpse, Huang Rong let out a soft hum,
a faint blush rising on her beautiful face. Although she couldn't help feeling uneasy about absorbing such "defective" essence,
with her demonic addiction subsiding, she took another step. Having wasted so much time, she should go back to find her Jing-
gege.

"Queen... Queen~"

Suddenly, a timid, sobbing woman's voice came from the grassy bank. Rong'er frowned slightly,
looking at the woman in white who had almost been violated. Her identity as a witch could not be known to outsiders, but
she couldn't bear to kill such a pitiful woman to silence her.

"Queen, please take me in! My fiancé was killed by that beast, and my home was destroyed. I'm afraid I'll never
be able to go back. I only beg you to take me in as a maid so I can serve you."

The woman in white, her face filled with sorrow, kowtowed repeatedly on the pebbly shore,
oblivious to the blood streaming from her forehead. In her heart, this figure in white, as pure as snow, was no different from an immortal! Although her
actions in torturing and killing that man were exceptionally cruel, for the woman, there was a sense of vengeful pleasure! Therefore, although she was afraid,
her gaze was extremely firm.

"Aren't you afraid that one day I'll trample you to death with these shoes too?" Turning around, her beautiful eyes looked down at the woman.
When the woman in white, lying on the ground, uttered a soft, gentle voice, it caused the other woman's shoulders to tremble and her face to turn
pale.

"I'm not afraid!" the woman in white insisted.

Rong'er chuckled. She needed to conceal her identity as a witch from her brother Jing, and consuming essence blood was naturally
inconvenient. Therefore, having such a servant was useful. After a slight hesitation, she said, "Alright~
Lick the soles of my shoes first."

Without any hesitation, the woman in white staggered to the ground beneath the white dress, burying her face deep in the mud,
and licking the soles of her boots, which were stained with a little dust and seawater. Her obedient appearance didn't disgust Huang Rong
.

"Take off your clothes~"

A melodious voice suddenly rang in the ears of the woman in white. Her face turned deathly pale. She
looked up at the stunningly beautiful face above the long white robe, a face that seemed to be teasing and flirting. Her shoulders trembled violently, but
her lips were tightly pressed together, as if she were frozen in place, unable to make any further moves.

Although she had a fiancé and had almost been violated, the woman in white was still
a virgin, and had never let anyone see her small feet.

Huang Rong was not annoyed. Her smile faded slightly, and she prepared to leave.

"Wait, Queen! I...I'll take it off!"

As if making her final decision, the woman in white loosened the sash around her waist, stood up, and from her shoes and socks
to her long skirt, inner garment, and finally the thin fabric covering her body, her fair, naked body
was displayed without any concealment to Rong'er's eyes. Then she knelt down again, her frail body stubbornly looking up at the
Queen she had already chosen!

"You...are very good."

Looking at the woman's stubbornness, which touched her heart, Huang Rong finally smiled. With a light
wave of her white robe, alluring and mysterious purple hues appeared on the woman's snow-white body, transforming into a thin purple gauze covering
her jade-like form.

"From now on, you will be called Purple Robe, my servant, and call me Master."

With a movement of her snow-white robe, carrying that purple figure, she gradually stepped into the endless sea, disappearing into the distance with the moonlight
.

Chapter Four.

"Brother Jing, it's time to wake up~"

A gentle, melodious voice called out as the girl in white reached out and nudged Guo Jing, who was soundly asleep on her warm bed.
Seeing that he was still lingering on her "gentle, fragrant couch," showing no signs of waking,
a helpless smile appeared on her beautiful face.

She had consumed quite a bit of Guo Jing's semen yesterday, and it was fortunate that Guo Jing had such a strong foundation in internal energy and was so
vigorous. If it had been some weak, powerless young master, he would probably have already died beneath her beautiful stockings.

"It seems... if I don't give Brother Jing a little stimulation, he won't wake up all day..."

she murmured to herself, a sly smile suddenly appearing on her beautiful face. A pair of bare, cool
, slender feet quietly slipped under the covers, tracing a path down the man's broad chest, finally gently landing
between his legs on the soft spot. Her feet clamped down on his sensitive genitals, rubbing them rapidly. In an instant
, the boy's face flushed red, and he couldn't help but moan softly.

"Ah~ Rong'er, no... I'm going to pee again~"

Stimulated by the cool, delicate feet, his sleepy eyes finally opened. However, Guo Jing
felt an indescribable tension and discomfort; suddenly stimulated like this, he was truly afraid of ejaculating again.

"Serves you right for 'peeing' out~ Who told Rong'er to call you so many times, and Brother Jing still ignored me?"
The girl playfully stuck out her tongue, her mischievous mood causing her little feet to rub even faster. Her beautiful eyes curved into a smile,
preparing to tease her silly brother.

One slender foot curled slightly, gently scraping the connection between his penis and testicles with her toenails,
while the other slender foot pressed against his burning shaft, rubbing it up and down at an extremely fast rhythm.

"Rong'er… I'm going to 'pee' out again! Ah~"

Guo Jing's voice became incredibly urgent, as if he was on the verge of climax. His beautiful slender feet mischievously
stopped stroking his penis, instead grinding hard against his two soft testicles. The extreme pleasure
instantly turned into extreme pain, and the man's flushed, aroused face turned deathly pale.

"Rong'er, let me pee, okay? I...I'm so uncomfortable holding it in!" Squirting uncomfortably, Guo
Jing pleaded softly.

"Then...if Brother Jing lets Rong'er ride on his back, Rong'er will allow Brother Jing to pee. That should be fair,
right?" With a gentle, mischievous laugh, Huang Rong's soft words reached Guo Jing's ears like a whispered murmur
.

Let Rong'er...ride on his back.

Thinking of the scene in his mind, Guo Jing couldn't help but swallow hard. As if possessed, he nodded
, blushing, and said, "Rong'er, could you go outside for a bit? I'll get dressed... and then I'll go out and be your horse
..."

"Horses don't wear clothes~ Brother Jing, you're thinking such good things."

"But... then I'll be naked..."

"If a horse tries to reason with its master, be careful of getting whipped on the bottom~"

Once Rong'er made up her mind, it couldn't be overturned even after some debate.
No matter how ashamed Guo Jing felt, he obediently threw off the covers, knelt naked on the ground, and supported himself with his knees and hands.
His little brother, exposed to the cold wind, swelled even more! As if not wanting "its" queen to look down on it.

"Then Rong'er won't be polite~" Her lips murmured softly in Guo Jing's ear, a sweet,
melodious voice like a gentle laugh echoing in a secluded valley. The girl's long robe billowed as she straddled his strong back, her cool little hands pressing against his
shoulders. She bent slightly, and a few strands of her long, flowing hair inevitably fell onto Guo Jing's cheeks
and even his nose, releasing a faint, sweet fragrance that tickled him, causing him to sneeze unceremoniously
.

"Hehe… Brother Jing's back is quite comfortable~ It's a pity there's a chain missing, it's hard to control Brother Jing..."
"The horse's head is missing a whip; we can't lash Brother Jing's rump~"

Her exquisitely beautiful face was close to Guo Jing's ear, her voice soft and chuckled, while her cool
little feet playfully rubbed between his legs.

"Rong'er~ I...I feel so...happy..." Guo Jing murmured, his face flushed.

Suddenly, her snow-white hand slapped his rump. The crisp sound made Guo Jing tense
even more. Huang Rong snorted, "You wretched horse, hurry up! If you dare to be lazy again, your master will give you away to someone else
!"

"No...no!"

His voice held a hint of fear. Even though he knew Rong'er was teasing him, giving him away to someone else
was absolutely unacceptable to Guo Jing! He only wanted to be Rong'er's horse!

Raising his hands, Guo Jing clumsily crawled through the bamboo house. His movements resembled a baby learning to walk,
causing Rong'er on his back to sway constantly. Fortunately, she was light and nimble, tightly gripping Guo Jing's little
brother with her feet and lowering her body slightly, otherwise she would have been thrown off.

"You clumsy horse, you stupid horse, if you don't do it right, Rong'er really won't want you anymore." Huang Rong
slapped his firm buttocks several times with her jade hand, her voice tinged with reproach, which only made Guo Jing more anxious, and his movements became
even more clumsy.

After several repetitions, he gradually mastered the "kneeling crawl" method. The crawling steps had to be very small,
otherwise the back would bounce too much and make Rong'er uncomfortable, but the speed had to be increased. After
circling around the bamboo house several times, Rong'er was finally somewhat satisfied with the "horse" beneath her. With a jade hand, she pointed, letting her horse
carry her out of the bamboo house first.

Guo Jing carefully crawled away from the bamboo house. Just as he was about to go outside, he saw
a woman in purple kneeling in the peach blossom grove outside the house!

"Rong'er, that person!" Guo Jing's face paled. If that woman in purple had been kneeling
there the whole time, wouldn't she have heard everything they did and talked...?

"It's alright~ That woman is a new maid I took in. It's fine if she hears~ If she dares to raise
her head and look at us, I'll gouge out one of her eyes... If she accidentally sees
something on Brother Jing that she shouldn't see, then I'll gouge out her eyes~"

A cold and cruel tone came from Rong'er's smiling lips. Guo Jing saw the
woman in purple in the grove tremble. In addition to fear, she was too terrified to look up, her head almost touching the ground
!

"Then...then it's not necessary, I don't have anything to show off..." Feeling something
amiss in Huang Rong's words, Guo Jing scratched his head and stammered.

Rong'er's laughter seemed even softer. Her jade-like hands suddenly grasped Guo Jing's two small breasts on his chest
, gently rubbing them, and she whispered in his ear, "Brother Jing thinks it's nothing, but Rong'er thinks it
is~ Even if Brother Jing's body isn't anything to see, only Rong'er can see it~ Because Rong'er is
so petty~ Also...if Brother Jing cares about women other than Rong'er, making Rong'er jealous, then Rong'er will do something like
this..."

Her jade-like hands suddenly tightened around his nipples and pulled them downwards sharply. The intense tingling and pain caused Guo Jing's
body to tremble violently, and his back swayed slightly.

He quickly composed himself, controlling his body to avoid dropping Rong'er. Three
thousand strands of black hair cascaded down her neck. He only heard Rong'er continue softly, "Rong'er, just pull off her two nipples~"

But then she chuckled twice, her beautiful face regaining its mischievous and gentle
expression. She said leisurely, "If you continue… Brother Jing will complain that Rong'er is cruel. Even if Rong'er wants to be a little witch, it
will only be for someone other than Brother Jing. In front of Brother Jing, Rong'er will always be gentle, just… Brother Jing…
don't fall in love with other women~"

"I… I won't," Guo Jing stammered.

He was worried about the purple-clad woman's safety. He thought that if she looked up and accidentally saw
something she shouldn't, Rong'er would definitely do what she said she would do—she would gouge out her eyes. He didn't dare linger and
carried Rong'er, stumbling and crawling into the peach blossom forest.

His internal strength was quite profound, and he gradually mastered how to crawl. His kneeling crawl wasn't slow at all; he seemed to become
a "horse," carrying Rong'er as they wandered aimlessly through the breathtaking peach blossom scenery.

With a slight ripple of her white robes, Huang Rong, amidst the pink peach blossoms, reached out and broke off a peach branch. Smiling, she lashed it at Guo Jing's buttocks.
Her internal energy channeled through the branch, transforming the soft peach branch into a sharper, more deadly tool than a whip. With a swish, it
left a long, shallow welt on his buttocks.

The pain was intense, yet also incredibly stimulating; the excitement rapidly amplified within Guo Jing's nerves! Even without
prior instruction, being whipped by Rong'er like this inevitably filled him with shame, but his base male instincts seemed to be fully
unleashed, especially since Rong'er's small feet were constantly rubbing his burning member!

The whipping didn't end there; it seemed to torment his nerves, striking again when Guo Jing was caught off guard
! Each lash of the whip felt like a deep, piercing pain in his heart.
After several such encounters, the fire within Guo Jing seemed to reach its peak!

"Rong'er, I... I want to pee!"

"Okay~ Then let's find a tree, bend over, and Rong'er will help Brother Jing pee~" Her long, dark
eyes held a hint of teasing. Huang Rong knew that Brother Jing's patience was nearing its limit; it was simply teasing and bullying
the person she loved that brought her a different kind of pleasure.

"Then... wouldn't that make me a dog..." Guo Jing's face flushed, feeling something was amiss.

Huang Rong scoffed, "Brother Jing has already been a horse, what difference does it make if he becomes a dog too? If you don't
do as Rong'er says, then Rong'er won't let you 'pee'."

Although peeing like a dog is shameful, not being allowed to 'pee' is naturally more painful.
Guo Jing blushed and climbed to a peach tree, carefully sticking out one leg, not daring to move his body
too much, lest Rong'er fall off his back.

"Ready?" Huang Rong asked with a smile, her small hand gently brushing against Guo Jing's back.

"Mmm...mmm!"

To "urinate," he naturally needed Rong'er's help. Her cool little feet
began to move gradually as Guo Jing nodded, but this time, unlike when she was riding on his back, it was unusually rapid.

The cool soles of her feet rubbed against his burning shaft, and Guo Jing, already close to climaxing, couldn't help but groan and pant,
his body shaking violently.

No matter how much his back shook, the white-clad figure on his body remained unaffected. As if to add more stimulation to her Jing-
gege, or perhaps a girlish impulse arose, her jade hands, with a playful touch, suddenly pinched Guo
Jing's red breasts hard, twisting them slightly. The sudden stimulation instantly broke down Guo Jing's defenses!
His little brother between his legs once again ejaculated thick semen in the early morning, splashing onto the peach tree trunk!

However, the splattered semen seemed to be attracted and quickly absorbed into those exquisitely beautiful
feet.

After releasing all the essence within his body, Guo Jing's expression became somewhat tired. Huang Rong withdrew
her magic, not daring to let her foolish brother be sucked anymore. She chuckled and whispered in his ear, "Brother Jing,
did you 'pee' comfortably?"

"Comfortable~ It's just... I'm just worried that Rong'er will hate this..."

Huang Rong scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about... Rong'er is also very happy when Brother Jing pees~ But..."
Gently pinching a strand of hair in front of her, the delicate-faced girl suddenly asked again, "Do you still want Rong'er to
ride you now?"

When a man's semen is released, he will feel listless about "sex" during that tiring period, let alone her foolish
brother who has been sucked too many times. Now he probably can't feel any "sexual excitement" anymore.

"Of course! Just... Rong'er, please don't step there anymore. I feel like my body has been completely drained after peeing so many times
..."

Guo Jing replied naturally, but his hesitation only earned him a soft laugh from Huang Rong. Her jade-like
body, beneath the white robe, pressed against his back, and she said softly, "Then today~ Rong'er will ride on Brother Jing's
horse and explore Peach Blossom Island~ You can't give up, okay~"

...

Chapter 5, Exploiting the Top Scholar

"Tonight~ will that queen come to see me again..."

The full moon hung in the sky, the mansion deep and secluded.

The newly successful top scholar, whose future seemed bright, stood alone by the window, sighing. His eyes were
withered and extremely dim. Ever since he had unintentionally seen that snow-white robe walk past him in the courtyard the night before,
the beauty and temperament of that figure had completely captivated him, leaving him sleepless and unable to eat. If
he could see that fairy again, he would gladly die at her feet!

"Alas… I was so foolish to fantasize about smelling a fairy's feet!"

The beautiful image of himself kneeling at the feet of the white-clad fairy, licking the mud off her shoes floated through his mind. The scholar
sighed and shook his head, his voice filled with regret. To have seen such an untouched fairy even once
was already a blessing beyond measure; how could he possibly see her again… much less kneel at her feet and lick her shoes?

But the thought, once formed, was an irresistible urge in his heart.

Fantasizing about licking the mud off the fairy's shoes, the scholar's groin, tightly concealed beneath his fine robes, began to swell
and harden. His breath seemed to exude arousal. Besides licking the fairy's shoes, he even desired
something more shameful… like being ridden like a dog by the white-clad fairy, being whipped by her, becoming a beast beneath her feet. Even
licking her saliva would be considered the finest nectar in the world…

Thinking of those most lowly and degrading things, the scholar felt a sense of shame and perversion. His face flushed red, and
just as he was about to close the window, he suddenly saw… A fleeting figure in white robes flashed through the garden. His heart
pounded with excitement as he rushed out and knelt on the ground, pleading earnestly, "Fairy... Queen... I know you are here!
If only I could see you one more time, I would gladly die at your feet! Please, grant this lowly servant
's humble wish!"

His anxious cries echoed repeatedly in the empty garden. In this secluded mansion, the once
promising scholar, like a pounding pestle, kowtowed repeatedly on the bluestone floor. His forehead bled, but he seemed oblivious
, his eyes filled with longing and pleading, still unwilling to give up.

As if moved by his sincerity, from behind the flowers, trees, and artificial hills, the snow-white robes peeked out again,
and a sigh escaped from her delicate, pink lips.

"Sigh...are you really willing...to be trampled to death by me?"

As the words fell, a pair of delicate, beautiful white shoes came into the scholar's view.

"Queen! Queen...this lowly servant is willing!" Just seeing a corner of the dress
was enough to steal the scholar's heart. He crawled like a dog to the white skirt, his eyes burning with fervor, gazing up at
the seemingly unattainable, exquisite face on the snow-white dress, kowtowing even harder.

"Kowtowing like that, aren't you afraid of making yourself stupid?" Hearing the sweetest laughter in the world,
the scholar suddenly felt a softness on his forehead. The slender foot, encased only in white shoes, had lifted up, using the tip of the shoe to shield him
!

"Queen..."

Gazing up at the tender and affectionate fairy, the third-ranked scholar's eyes seemed to glaze over. Then he saw the fairy's
lips curl into a faint smile, and she softly said, "Kiss the toe of your shoe first, let me see~"

Without any hesitation, the third-ranked scholar's head almost touched the ground, and in this humble posture, he
pressed his lips to the beautiful shoe, kissing it passionately several times.

"You're a third-ranked scholar, after all. With your status, you'll be granted official titles and ranks in the future, and having three wives and four concubines will be commonplace.
But now you're so lowly, shamelessly licking my shoes. Don't you have any shame at all?"

The light laughter in his ears instantly turned into a faint disdain and contemptuous mockery. The third-ranked scholar looked up somewhat bewildered
and sincerely said, "Fairy... I'm kneeling at the foot of your shoes. Let alone licking the shoes, even if I lick them until you spit them out..."
"I'd be willing to eat your saliva, even if it's just the saliva you take out for a stroll!"

"Heh~ You even want to eat saliva? You're truly despicable~"

Her long, narrow, watery eyes held a hint of indifference as she looked down at the utterly captivated scholar at her feet.
A smile gradually spread across Huang Rong's lips. She bent down and spat a stream of white saliva onto the bluestone slab.
Suddenly, her beautiful white shoes beneath her long white dress lifted and stomped on the saliva, grinding it mercilessly! Yet, with a playful air
, she retracted her shoes, awaiting the scholar's next move.

The scholar, his eyes gleaming with fervor, quickly prostrated himself on the ground and began to lick the ground saliva with abandon!

"Don't forget to lick the soles clean too, Scholar~"

Staring at the man diligently licking her saliva, Huang Rong's contempt deepened.
She slightly raised her white shoe, extending the saliva-stained sole towards the Scholar, watching him bring his head
close and lick it with relish.

"Anyway, it's the last night, and I'll try my best to let you be trampled to death in pleasure~ How about we play a
game~"

Her delicate white shoe gently ground against the Scholar's clothes, and with the girl's light laughter, the
Scholar's clothes were instantly shattered by magic, leaving him naked under Huang Rong's feet.

Yingying sat on a stone bench. Huang Rong tiptoed and removed a pair of white shoes, then chuckled and
shook them in her hand, saying, "From now on, you, the third-ranked scholar, will be a dog~ If you can't catch
the shoes I throw with your mouth, then Rong'er will have to ask you to kneel before someone else~ If you catch them well, I'll wear these white
stockings and give you a footjob until you climax~"

As she spoke, the delicate, soft-soled white shoes were already flung out by her jade wrist, tracing a beautiful arc in the air before falling.
The third-ranked scholar hurriedly crawled over, but his movements were too clumsy, and the beautiful shoes fell to the ground. He barely managed to reach them, only
managing to pick them up with his teeth, before crawling back under the exquisite white dress, his face pleading, as if hoping that
the queen in his eyes would give him another chance.

"How stupid! Even a dog could do better than you, a mere scholar..."

Her reproachful tone, tinged with anger, made the scholar tense up, frantically
kowtowing on the ground, terrified his queen would abandon him.

"Fine, I'll give you one more chance~ If you can't catch it again, you won't have another chance~"

With those leisurely words, Huang Rong's white shoe once again served as the bone before the dog, casually tossed
into the night sky. The scholar exerted all his strength; his eyes seemed to be fixed solely on
that beautiful shoe. Driven by intense desire, the power within him seemed to be unleashed. This
frail scholar, who had never practiced internal energy cultivation, crawled on his knees at a speed almost as fast as a runner.

However, he couldn't simply bite the beautiful shoe with his mouth. He tried to bite it, but missed, and the shoe
was about to fall onto the dirty, cold floor. He had no choice but to lunge forward and catch the
shoe with his body.

The white shoe landed squarely on his chest, and the scholar was thrown quite hard.

"Although you caught it~ But you caught it with your belly, not your mouth~ So... it should be considered
a failure, right~"

"However~ I'll make an exception and let you play something fun."

In that soft, sweet voice, the white-robed man flicked his sleeve, and the scholar's clothes were completely torn apart, revealing
his already hard and hot little brother. Amidst Rong'er's laughter, the scholar only felt his waist
being wrapped around him and then being hung upside down from the tree. Before he could feel any fear, several
thin white socks appeared inside the white robe and were wrapped around his little brother!

"Next~ I'll play a seven-stringed zither with your manhood~ You'd better shoot it properly~"

Smiling sweetly, her small hand picked up the white shoe from the ground and, without missing a beat, inserted it
into the mouth of the fallen scholar. As the taste of the white shoe spread in his mouth, her delicate, snow-white hand naturally
flicked the cloth sock.

Those thin strips of cloth sock instantly felt like three thousand white ribbons bouncing rapidly on his manhood! It was as if seven
extremely tight strings were pulling his little brother, stroking downwards towards the glans. The intense vibrations caused
pain, making the scholar bite the white shoe even tighter.

Rong'er's jade hand continued to manipulate the cloth sock, the three thousand white ribbons continuing to stimulate him! A series of extremely fine tear
tracks caused his penis excruciating pain, as if seven violently pulsating motors were pumping through it, sending
a rapid surge of orgasm through his little brother. However, his penis was already tightly bound and unable to ejaculate!

Suddenly, a small hand caressed his testicles, gently kneading his soft balls.
With the friction and stroking of the white silk, the scholar's body trembled violently. He felt pain! Pleasure! And excitement!

It was as if his little brother was inserted into countless honeyed orifices, each one so tight.
The sizzling sound, as if only flesh walls could produce, mingled with the wetness squeezing from his urethra, echoing crisply as the white silk rubbed against him
. Rong'er slightly loosened her hand, and as the white silk loosened the binding of his penis a little, the scholar's already climaxed
penis, which was stubbornly unable to ejaculate, rapidly spurted out countless streams of cloudy white fluid!

His body was already hanging upside down, and the white silk further propelled him into a slow rotation. The turbid white liquid gushed out
like a fountain, splashing onto the ground, and the trembling of his body felt strangely pleasurable!

Before long, the turbid white fluid within the scholar's penis transformed into streams of blood-red
semen, splattering everywhere! All of it flowed into Rong'er's delicate, alluring feet, being completely absorbed.

"Hehe, you shot quite a lot, didn't you~"

With that gentle, alluring smile, the three thousand white silk ribbons were completely released, and those charming jade hands grasped his
gradually limp, crawling penis, gently manipulating it until it continued to spurt out streams of
semen mixed with blood as it trembled.

Until the last drop of semen was completely extracted, a look of deathly
sorrow suddenly appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face. Her jade-like hand gripped his manhood and pulled it upwards, forcefully ripping out his limp penis.
He took it out, squeezed it in his hand for a while, and then threw it on the ground with a look of disgust.

His white shoes lightly stepped on the limp penis, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

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