【The Fallen Valkyrie】(Chapter 1: The True Form)

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＊... Two months have passed since the destruction of the Joyful Cult's base in Suzaku City. Perhaps due to the exhaustion from a year's worth of work at the border post, Feng Yazhi noticed a strange recurring dream in recent weeks: a blurry figure and a beautiful female voice repeatedly saying, "You are…," "You are…." Each time Feng Yazhi tried to focus on the next word after "You are," she would abruptly wake up from the dream, without exception. (It seems I'm too tired. These past few weeks have been filled with official duties and the aftermath of the Joyful Cult's destruction of the Suzaku base; I'm indeed quite exhausted and have been staying up too late… Hmm, today's schedule is…) Feng Yazhi's long, loose black hair spread across the white bed. Looking at the elaborate carvings on the ceiling, she didn't want to waste a moment trying to understand the reason for her dream. However, after summarizing the cause of her dream, Feng Yazhi quickly dismissed it, focusing instead on her packed schedule and plans for the day. Because of her, Feng Yazhi—besides her unparalleled beauty like that of the goddess Venus, her shrewd and capable businesswoman identity is also widely known. Under Feng Yazhi's orderly governance, the Vermilion Bird Clan's power has grown increasingly prosperous, and its political and economic influence in the Asian Alliance has completely surpassed that of the White Tiger Clan and the Black Tortoise Clan. Together with the Azure Dragon Clan, which has held a leading position for millennia, and the Canglang Clan, which has seen rapid growth in the last decade or so, they are subtly forming a three-way balance of power. Many of Feng Yazhi's admirers firmly believe that if Feng Yazhi were not a woman, with her exceptional talent, she could very well have fully mastered the Vermilion Bird Clan's supreme and extremely powerful technique—the "Vermilion Bird Nirvana Plate"—a technique that no other descendant of the Vermilion Bird Clan, except for its creator, has ever learned. In that case, making the Vermilion Bird Clan truly the number one family in the Asian Alliance would be no problem. Unfortunately, these are all just "ifs." Feng Yazhi, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, was carefully reviewing the Vermilion Bird Clan's accounts for the past year when suddenly, a wave of intense pleasure surged from her full, snowy breasts, which were covered by the blankets. "Ah..." Feng Yazhi cried out, her face slightly flushed, but she showed no panic or surprise. This had been a recurring occurrence in the past two months. Lovingly pulling back the covers, Feng Yazhi saw her previously neatly dressed pajamas ripped open, revealing a silver-haired girl, clearly still fast asleep, her pretty face buried in her breathtakingly full breasts, occasionally and unconsciously nibbling at the two nipples. It was none other than Hu Wanshuang, the heir of the White Tiger Clan. Feng Yazhi lovingly stroked the still-sleeping Hu Wanshuang's silver hair. After eliminating the Joyful Sect's Vermilion Bird City base, Hu Wanshuang had been clinging to her, even playfully demanding to eat and sleep with her, sharing a life together. Feng Yazhi wasn't embarrassed at all; on the contrary, she was quite pleased. Ever since she and Hu Wanshuang had both fallen in love with Long Wudao, their once sisterly bond had almost turned into enmity. Even after they reconciled, she could still sense many invisible barriers. Hu Wanshuang's current affectionate behavior made Feng Yazhi feel very gratified and at ease. She believed that one day she could heal the deep emotional wounds her silver-haired, large-breasted best friend had suffered because of her relationship with Long Wudao. However… a slightly shy and embarrassed smile appeared on Feng Yazhi's face. Lately, for some reason, her body had become increasingly sensitive. Even when handling official documents or listening to reports from subordinates, her nipples would occasionally experience a tingling and erect sensation from the friction of her clothing. Feng Yazhi hadn't told anyone about this embarrassing matter, simply attributing it to a natural reaction from her body's lack of nourishment after being separated from Long Wudao for so long. Feng Yazhi secretly grumbled, wondering if Long Wudao's flirting techniques had made her body so sensitive. A year ago, if Wan Shuang had gently bitten her nipple, she wouldn't have let out a single gasp or moan. (Sigh… Wudao won't be able to change shifts for another year.) Thinking of her beloved guarding the frontier, Feng Yazhi couldn't help but sigh softly with worry. She sat up and gently placed Hu Wan Shuang on the other side of the bed, spreading out the quilt. Looking at her increasingly full and rounded breasts, which seemed to be trending from a D cup to an F cup in the past month, Feng Yazhi frowned and pressed her two firm mounds of flesh with her index fingers. This was hardly a good thing for someone who was so focused on martial arts training and constantly on the go. However, a happy smile quickly returned to Feng Yazhi's face. Her fiancé, Long Wudao, loved to bury his face in her full breasts and contemplate quietly. The intelligent Feng Yazhi could sense that Long Wudao was deeply infatuated with her snow-white breasts; even when discussing serious matters, his eyes would occasionally steal glances at them. For Feng Yazhi, immersed in love, even if it increased discomfort during martial arts practice, the fact that her body could captivate her lover so much was well worth it. Lost in thought, Feng Yazhi entered her private dressing room, slowly removing her pajamas. Before the life-size mirror, she revealed a perfect body that would drive any woman in the world mad with envy: alluring phoenix eyes, a straight nose, faint dimples, and soft, jade-like ears. These features, combined with Feng Yazhi's shrewd and capable personality, blended a blend of heroic spirit and captivating charm. Her snow-white, plump breasts, her slender, slender waist, her full, pert buttocks, and her long, strong, white legs honed by martial arts training made her sexy body flawless. The usual Feng Yazhi, despite being extremely confident in her unparalleled beauty, didn't pay much attention to her appearance due to her martial arts training and busy schedule. But today, for some reason, Feng Yazhi held her head high, gently pressing her full breasts with both hands, gazing at her beautiful reflection in the mirror, unable to resist a little infatuated. It was this alluring body—that had captivated her invincible fiancé, and made her the object of masturbation for men throughout the Asian Alliance and even the entire planet. (You are…) A female voice, exactly like the one in her dream, suddenly echoed in her mind. Without thinking, Feng Yazhi answered: "I am Yin…" As if lacking the strength to continue, her voice abruptly stopped, and a look of utter confusion appeared in Feng Yazhi's eyes. Looking at the large mirror before her, and her slightly reddened breasts pressed against her hands, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, thinking: (What am I? Staring blankly at the mirror again. It's time for morning sword practice.) Meanwhile, in a secluded room in the slums of Suzaku City, a computer screen was receiving information, displaying the following subtitle: "'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Brainwashing Level: 9%..." Beside the computer, a sexy female voice, identical to the one in Feng Yazhi's dream, sighed softly: "As expected of Feng Yazhi. It's been two months, and the brainwashing process still hasn't passed the first stage of 10%. Looks like we need to speed things up..."

The melodious and soothing sounds of a Western symphony filled the air as Feng Yazhi danced gracefully to the music. Clad in a white robe embroidered with flame patterns and her long, flowing hair tied in a simple ponytail, two longswords coiled around her body, transforming into two brilliant fiery serpents intertwining in the training ground. This
was Feng Yazhi's method of martial arts training. Not only was she one of the strongest warriors in Asia, but her musical talent was also enough to make many elderly music masters pale in comparison. Listening to her favorite classical symphonies and incorporating her swordsmanship into the rhythm, Feng Yazhi had forged her own unique path, distinct from the traditionally masculine martial arts of the Vermilion Bird Clan.
As the symphony's final, soaring notes faded, Feng Yazhi leaped gracefully, descending from a height, swirling her twin swords and flames in a flurry. This was the "Phoenix Dance of the Nine Heavens" from the Vermilion Bird Sword Technique—an elegant and beautiful swordsmanship technique, yet containing a formidable and astonishing destructive power, causing many enemies who had previously underestimated Feng Yazhi's female identity to suffer greatly.
Feng Yazhi closed her eyes in contemplation, sheathing her sword and exhaling. What was originally just her usual routine of martial arts practice had recently become somewhat unsettling. Beneath her simple white robes, her delicate pink nipples, with each vigorous movement, rubbed against her underwear, gradually hardening and producing a subtle pleasure.
This did not hinder Feng Yazhi's swordsmanship; in fact, combined with the slight ripples in her heart, this time her swordsmanship was even more agile and powerful than before.
However, Feng Yazhi disliked this uncontrollable phenomenon. She couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Long Wudao, who was far away at the border. Since her first taste of forbidden fruit, her body seemed to have become increasingly open to sex and unable to bear the emptiness.
Then, a familiar sound of footsteps disrupted Feng Yazhi's thoughts. Without turning around, Feng Yazhi knew who was behind her.
"Wanshuang, you're here. It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"Hehe, today is the day that Sister Yazhi and I agreed to go to White Tiger City together, of course Shuangshuang has to get up early."
Dressed in a dignified and appropriate light yellow lady's outfit, Hu Wanshuang smiled sweetly at her closest sister Feng Yazhi.
"That's true, oh, Wanshuang, what you're wearing..."
Feng Yazhi turned to look at Hu Wanshuang and said, suddenly her eyes lit up. Wanshuang's outfit was the same style she wore a long time ago when she was Feng Yazhi's best friend, before the impending break with Long Wudao. It was elegant and generous, a noble lady's attire that was luxurious yet had an artistic temperament.
However, after Hu Wanshuang's failed confession to Long Wudao and her subsequent runaway, her return was marked by a drastically different appearance. She frequently wore revealing and somewhat risqué clothing, and on one occasion, she openly appeared in public wearing a sexy bikini. Had it not been for the significant influence of the four great families in the media, which suppressed the matter, photos and rumors would likely have surfaced. Over the years, Hu Wanshuang's infidelity had caused her and Long Wudao considerable distress.
Previously, Wan Shuang, who had repeatedly ignored all advice, had finally reverted to her original style of dress. Could it be...?
"Sister Ya Zi... I've been causing you trouble these past few years... Will you... blame me...?"
A timid voice reached Feng Ya Zi's ears. To Feng Ya Zi, there was no sound more beautiful than this heavenly voice, even making the usually strong-willed woman's eyes well up with tears. Her voice trembled slightly as she said,
"How could I? Wan Shuang... You will always be my best sister. Wu Dao and I both regard you as our dearest and most beloved sister."
"Waaaaah... Sister Ya Zi... I'm really... really sorry..."
Hearing Feng Ya Zi's reply, Hu Wan Shuang, her eyes red and swollen, ran into Feng Ya Zi's arms and burst into tears.
"Wan Shuang... Don't cry, it'll make your face look ugly."
Looking lovingly at Hu Wan Shuang crying in her arms, Feng Ya Zi finally felt relieved. Her dear sister was finally willing to truly step out of the shadows of the past.
"Shuangshuang...Shuangshuang swears...that she will make Yazhi...the happiest woman in the world..."
"Heh...with you and Wudao by my side, Yazhi is already the happiest woman in the world."
She patted Wanshuang's silver hair affectionately, smiling at Wanshuang's childishness. Feng Yazhi had no idea that Wanshuang's vow would, in the future, cruelly come true in a way she could never have foreseen.
(I must...I must...let Sister Yazhi...taste the bliss of Master's big cock together . )
********** ... Of course, this is not absolute. For example, Feng Yazhi herself has a passion for music, and in recent years, the Vermilion Bird Clan has gradually developed its musical interests. Meanwhile, the rapidly rising Azure Wolf Clan, having gathered many opposing forces, has begun to eye the economic pie of the Asian Alliance, venturing into various industries. Today, Feng Yazhi has accepted Hu Wanshuang's invitation to participate in the "Women's Autonomy" program of the Tiger Leap Entertainment Group, founded by the White Tiger Clan. Due to the Great Cataclysm, humanity reverted to a dog-eat-dog society a thousand years ago. Women, with their inherently weaker strength, were gradually suppressed back into the status of male appendages. This situation only improved in the last one or two hundred years, but discrimination still exists. However, now, three of the four heirs of the four great families are women—an unprecedented number. This undoubtedly gives growing feminists a lot of confidence. In recent years, the Asian Alliance has rapidly passed many gender equality laws, with the most important driving force being the heir of the Vermilion Bird Clan—"Vermilion Bird Valkyrie" Feng Yazhi. Over the past year, Feng Yazhi has been planning a women's organization for "women's liberation," aiming to make the Asian Alliance pay more attention to women's rights and status. As a result, Feng Yazhi not only has a huge appeal to men, but also has many admirers among modern women who value female autonomy. The "women's autonomy" talk show that Hu Wanshuang invited Feng Yazhi to participate in was a result of Feng Yazhi's influence. "Wanshuang, don't be so excited...you are the head of the White Tiger family..." Feng Yazhi looked at Wanshuang with affection and shook her head with a smile. Normally, she would never participate in such a television talk show. However, she couldn't resist her dear sister's persistent pleas and finally agreed. Feng Yazhi remembered that night when Hu Wanshuang begged her, she had initially stuck to her principles and refused Wanshuang's television invitation. However, at the moment of refusal, the image of Hu Wanshuang's heartbroken face after being rejected by her fiancé suddenly flashed through her mind, and Feng Yazhi's heart softened, and she couldn't help but agree.

However, she didn't see that in the side pocket of Wan Shuang's cheering clothes, a miniature remote control was constantly transmitting electromagnetic waves that influenced her thoughts to the triangular chip buried deep in Feng Ya Zi's brain...
As they chatted, Feng Ya Zi, Hu Wan Shuang, and her guards finally arrived at the tallest building in White Tiger City—the over one-hundred-story building exclusively owned by the White Tiger Entertainment Group. Led by their master, Hu Wan Shuang, they easily slipped through the heavily guarded entrance checkpoint. At this moment, Feng Ya Zi suddenly noticed:
"Huh... Wan Shuang...aren't these people...the subordinates of the Cang Lang family?"
In the lobby on the first floor, many people were chatting happily. With her amazing memory, Feng Ya Zi easily recalled from her previous intelligence gathering on the Cang Lang family that many of the people chatting were members of the Cang Lang family.
"Hmm... Sister Ya Zi, as you know, the Canglang family has recently invested heavily in the entertainment industry. Based on mutual benefit, our Baihu family has had many collaborations with them in this area..."
Upon entering the Baihu Building, Hu Wanshuang, who had immediately regained her dignified, elegant, and gentle demeanor, explained to Feng Ya Zi with a smile.
Feng Ya Zi nodded in agreement. In business, there are only permanent interests, not permanent enemies. For example, her own Zhuque Group had also had many collaborative plans with the Canglang family in the medical and high-tech fields in recent years. Given that it was her good friend Hu Wanshuang's answer, Feng Ya Zi didn't ask any further questions.
Soon, under Hu Wanshuang's arrangement, Feng Yazhi followed her into the photography studio. There, a beautiful woman with light makeup, wearing an elegant black silk dress, the neckline revealing her full, white breasts, smiled and bowed to the two women, saying,
"President Hu, Miss Feng, Sun Xiujia, the host of the 'Women's Independence' program, welcomes you today."
Hu Wanshuang nodded and smiled, saying,
"Sister Xiujia, this is my good friend, Sister Feng Yazhi. I suppose I don't need to introduce her further."
"Of course, Miss Feng's reputation is known to almost everyone in the world,"
the refined Sun Xiujia said with a polite smile, bowing to Hu Wanshuang and Feng Yazhi.
Feng Yazhi looked at the beautiful woman before her. Although they had never met, she knew from television and intelligence data from the Vermilion Bird Family that Sun Xiujia was a rising star promoted by the White Tiger Entertainment Group in recent years. While her looks were not as striking as Feng Yazhi's or Hu Wanshuang's, her warm and approachable smile, her ample bosom comparable to Hu Wanshuang's, and her mature charm approaching thirty, coupled with her high education and gentle, intellectual, and pure image, had garnered her many male supporters. Feng Yazhi also knew that Sun Xiujia was one of the few female friends who had become extremely close to Hu Wanshuang in recent years.
Out of politeness and respect for Hu Wanshuang, Feng Yazhi gracefully returned the greeting and smiled, saying,
"It's an honor to be on Ms. Sun's program. I'm sure it will be a memorable conversation."
Sun Xiujia also smiled and said,
"So, today, let's ask Ms. Feng a few questions about the 'women's liberation' you advocate. First of all..."
Sun Xiujia asked several questions in succession, clearly well-prepared. The words were tactful yet directly addressed the core of the issue, and Feng Yazhi presented her answers beautifully and concisely. During their exchange, Hu Wanshuang interjected at opportune moments to ease the tension. The two-hour program, with the three beautiful guests enjoying themselves, finally reached its final stage…
“Thank you for your answer, Ms. Feng. Let’s conclude with a couple of short questions.”
“Yes, Ms. Sun, please go ahead,”
Feng Yazhi said with a smile, maintaining her elegant and poised demeanor throughout. These questions posed no challenge to her, given her elite upbringing. However, the only thing that made Feng Yazhi uncomfortable was the unusual feeling she had experienced upon waking. It seemed to be subtly intensifying. Feng Yazhi clearly felt her nipples harden slightly, rubbing against the soft silk of her underwear, sending shivers of tingling sensations through her. But thanks to Feng Yazhi’s strong self-control, no outward signs of discomfort were visible.
At that moment, an image suddenly appeared on the television screen in front of the three:
"Miss Feng, what do you think? Is this a manifestation of 'feminist liberation'?"
"Let me see, ah!..."
Feng Yazhi glanced at it, and her face immediately showed a mixture of shame and anger. The screen displayed an extremely lewd image.
A naked woman appeared on the screen, her voluptuous and smooth body featuring plump, round, snow-white breasts that defied gravity, kneaded into various elastic and indescribably beautiful shapes by the woman's hands. She wore only a black thong, and as the image angle was constantly adjusted, it was clear that fine fluid was continuously flowing from her genitals.
However, the most shocking and unbelievable thing was that although the naked woman possessed an astonishingly lewd and seductive charm and captivatingly alluring eyes that Feng Yazhi had never seen before, her appearance was unmistakably Feng Yazhi herself!
Looking at Sun Xiujia, who was still smiling at her, Feng Yazhi felt extremely humiliated. Just as she was about to angrily ask what was going on, a strong wave of dizziness hit the back of her head, shattering even her strong will. Then…
“Ahhh…”
A surge of intense pleasure washed over her, and Feng Yazhi couldn’t help but cry out. Her nipples hardened, her clitoris became engorged, and all the erogenous zones on her body began to arouse. Meanwhile, the triangular chip hidden deep in the back of her head continuously released female hormones and some unnamed hormones with unknown effects. Under the chip’s instructions, the aphrodisiac worms in her nipples and clitoris also began to operate, making her entire body increasingly sensitive.
"Hehe, Miss Feng, your pleasure level has reached between 5 and 6, nearing the limit of orgasm..."
Sun Xiujia's words echoed in her ears. However, Feng Yazhi, whose entire body was being overwhelmed by pleasure, was too confused to understand the meaning of the sentences. She only felt someone lift her face from behind and point it at the screen, saying:
"Sister Yazhi, look, this is the perfect posture of so-called 'female body liberation,' the posture you truly desire..."
"Female...body...liberation..."
Feng Yazhi murmured, her blank red eyes fixed on the alluring body on the screen.
"Yes, sister, a woman's greatest advantage lies in her perfect body, enough to make millions of men drool and arouse lust. Only by seducing men, revealing a woman's talents, and enjoying the pleasure of sex, can one truly understand the meaning of 'female autonomy'..."
Hu Wanshuang said with a seductive smile, supporting her most intimate sister Feng Yazhi's head from behind.
"Enjoying sex...that's...the true...meaning of 'female autonomy'..."
Feng Yazhi was completely stunned, only able to repeat Hu Wanshuang's words.
At this moment, the triangular chip in the back of Feng Yazhi's head was emitting strange electromagnetic waves. Under the research of the Canglang family, these electromagnetic waves could help people enter a more focused and concentrated learning state. However, this state had a great drawback: it lacked any ability to judge. Any knowledge instilled would be unconditionally absorbed, becoming ideas that gradually took root in the subconscious mind.
The surging pleasure within Feng Yazhi's body seemed both eternal and fleeting. She didn't know how much time had passed. In a daze, Feng Yazhi regained her senses and heard a familiar voice in her ear:
"Thank you for your answer, Miss Feng. Well then, let's end with a couple of small questions."
Asked the exact same question as before, without thinking, Feng Yazhi replied,
"Yes, Miss Sun, please go ahead."
Only after speaking did she realize and look around. Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia were smiling at her, as if the video from before…wait, what video? Feng Yazhi frowned, thinking that she had just been discussing women's liberation with the two of them, and it seemed…there wasn't any video.
At this moment, a suggestive smile suddenly appeared on Sun Xiujia's face as she said,
"Everyone knows that Miss Feng and Mr. Long Wudao are an enviable couple. I wonder if your sex life is happy?"
"This…how can you say such a thing!"
Feng Yazhi said, both embarrassed and angry. She was completely unaware that her reaction now was completely different from before. If it were the old her, her gentlest reaction would have been to angrily turn away, never showing such a shy, girlish expression.
"Sister Ya-zhi, openly discussing sex is a manifestation of 'female autonomy,'
haven't you forgotten?"
Hu Wan-shuang said with a smile, patting Feng Ya-zhi's shoulder.
"And Miss Feng, do you remember what we just discussed about the exclusive profession of female 'AV actresses' a thousand years ago? Don't you think their enjoyment of sex and earning money through their bodies is proof of women's liberation?"
"Oh...it seems..."
Although she regained her senses, Feng Ya-zhi realized that her logic seemed to have serious problems. Had she really discussed AV actresses with them? And is enjoying sex really a manifestation of female autonomy?
Feng Ya-zhi wanted to say no, but found a voice in her mind calling her to agree with them.
Yes, since women can decide their own destiny, just like men enjoy sex, why can't women openly talk about sex?
Just as Feng Yazhi was struggling with her thoughts, Sun Xiujia's voice came again:
"Hehe, Miss Feng, let's get back to the main topic. How was your sex life with Mr. Long?"
Feng Yazhi felt relieved from the painful struggle in her head, and a sense of comfort washed over her. Just as she was about to answer "very happy," a memory flashed into her mind: the emptiness and unsatisfaction she felt when Long Wudao's small penis was penetrating her during her first night. This memory instantly filled Feng Yazhi's mind. The powerful image and the distorted concept of "female autonomy" made her blurt out:
"Wudao can't satisfy me... ah..."
Realizing what she had said, Feng Yazhi blushed with embarrassment, but saw Sun Xiujia and Hu Wanshuang nodding with satisfied smiles. Sun Xiujia covered her mouth and laughed:
"Miss Feng's stunningly beautiful body is indeed beyond the reach of normal men. Hehe, no need to be ashamed. Even Asia's number one 'Azure Dragon Fist Saint' couldn't conquer Miss Feng's sexual desire. This is something to be proud of, proving that we have advantages over men. Come, let's enjoy a video."
"I...uh..."
Feng Yazhi, who was about to defend Long Wudao, heard Sun Xiujia's words and involuntarily looked at the television screen.
On the screen, a majestic man wearing a mask had two naked, large-breasted women licking his thick penis with their tongues. It was Sun Xiujia and Hu Wanshuang. The joyful and happy expressions on their faces made it completely believable that they were serving the man in front of them from the bottom of their hearts.
Sun Xiujia leaned close to Feng Yazhi, who was staring intently at the screen, and whispered in her ear,
"Look at that masked man's penis, isn't it more powerful and imposing than your fiancé's?"
Despite feeling uncomfortable, Feng Yazhi couldn't tear her gaze away from that magnificent penis. Compared to her fiancé Long Wudao's, it was far superior. Feng Yazhi had no doubt about the intense orgasm she would experience when that penis thrust into her.
"Hehe, don't be shy. Men crave to fuck beautiful women, and women naturally crave to be fucked by strong, powerful penises. It's a natural thing, isn't it?"
Sun Xiujia said to Feng Yazhi with a lewd smile, licking her lips as she watched herself licking a penis in the video.
Natural? When Feng Yazhi snapped out of her reverie, upon hearing Sun Xiujia's words, before she could even ponder the veracity of such lewd remarks, she saw a masked man on the screen violently thrusting into Hu Wanshuang's wet, cunt. Watching the two pink petals stretched to their limit by the penis, Feng Yazhi blushed deeply. She even forgot to question who the man on screen was, her eyes glued to the screen, as if she, not Hu Wanshuang, were the one being brutally violated.
Perhaps… the desire to be penetrated by a large penis truly… is the true meaning of women's liberation. Under the control of the triangular chip, Feng Yazhi's consciousness began to subtly distort and change.
Then, endless pleasure and joy surged from the back of her head, overwhelming her senses like a tidal wave. An extremely strong and undeniable suggestion echoed in her mind: she was Hu Wanshuang, the "White Tiger Demon" being violated in the video!
(Ah… what I… desire… the true form…)
This was the last vestige of lucid, intoxicating fantasy in Feng Yazhi's mind.
**********
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Looking at Sun Xiujia on the screen, Nalia couldn't help but smile smugly. Three years ago, when Sun Xiujia first entered the entertainment industry, she was still an elegant woman with academic refinement and a boyfriend of ten years, about to get married. However, under the brainwashing techniques of the Joyful Cult, she had also transformed into a loyal slave and female trainer for the Canglang family. Beneath her pure and innocent image lay a shameless, large-breasted slut, specifically used to provide sexual services to and win over political and economic figures who had pledged allegiance to the Canglang family.
Of course, to avoid detection by the other three major families, the Canglang family's infiltration of the Baihu family was not yet complete, but the higher-ups held real power and had been almost entirely controlled by the Canglang family over the past few years. The Canglang family subordinates that Feng Yazhi saw in the lobby downstairs today had actually become managers at the Tiger Leap Entertainment Group.
"Hmm, but it's been two months, and Feng Yazhi's brainwashing level is still less than 10%. It seems that the one-year deadline you mentioned is going to be exceeded,"
Li Feng replied with his usual cold and stern tone.
"Hehe, after all, she is one of the most beautiful and powerful women in the world, and you, Master, have requested that her original memories and personality be preserved... It would be a pity if she were so easily brainwashed... In addition, my lord, you saw the 'new plan' I sent you the other day, which I believe is more to your liking..."
Nalia said with a confident and charming smile, not flustered.
"Hmm, not bad. That plan is indeed more in line with my ideas. Taking you in back then was definitely a good choice." "
Then, my lord, let us witness together the beginning of the complete annihilation of the four great families."
Nalia smiled charmingly, walked to Li Feng's side, and watched Feng Yazhi on the screen, who was about to take another step towards becoming a "slut"...
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At this moment, Feng Yazhi's mind was overwhelmed. Under the control of the triangular chip, her mental state had reached the point of being consumed by lust. She felt as if she had transformed into Hu Wanshuang, moaning and groaning between a man's legs. She even lay on the floor with her clothes disheveled, gradually imitating Hu Wanshuang's lewd moans on the screen, shamelessly twisting her buttocks and shouting.
"Little slut... Little slut's cunt is itchy... It's so itchy... Master's big cock, come and fuck this little slut's cunt to death..."
From clumsy to skilled, Feng Yazhi's moans grew louder and louder. Watching the masked man's penis on the screen gradually enter Hu Wanshuang's cunt, she felt an extremely full feeling coming from her lower body. Her buttocks trembled, making her shout even more vigorously.
"Ahhh... I'm going to die... This little slut is going to die..."
She violently tore her light white shirt to shreds, vigorously swinging her waist and jade buttocks, lying on the floor, feeling the friction between her sensitive, smooth, round breasts and the cold, rough floor. Feng Yazhi felt endless stimulation coming from every sensitive spot in her body.
(This…this is the true form I've been longing for…)
"Sister Yazhi truly has the excellent qualities to become the perfect 'slut.' The vibrator has only just been inserted, and she's already moaning so seductively…Brother Wudao really can't satisfy Sister Yazhi's wanton body."
Behind Feng Yazhi, who was lost in lust, Hu Wanshuang, with a coquettish smile, was forcefully inserting a thick vibrator into the two petals of Feng Yazhi's lower body. Her vagina, which was originally relatively narrow compared to the tip of the vibrator, slid in easily when the vibrator was inserted due to the large amount of vaginal fluid secreted. The tight, slippery vagina gripped the vibrator tightly, and the flesh walls contracted and released continuously, pushing the vibrator deeper and deeper.
With Hu Wanshuang's ambiguous smile, she gradually increased the force with her hands, and vaginal fluid splashed. With a "plop," the vibrator completely reached the core of Feng Yazhi's vagina, making her writhing and moaning even more lewd and astonishing. Even after reaching the deepest part, a section of the vibrator was still outside, which showed how huge it was. The specially designed plastic protrusions on the massage stick's ring constantly rotated and scraped against Feng Yazhi's swollen and tender clitoris, eliciting soft moans and cries from her.
"This massage stick is meticulously crafted to fit its master's size. Sister Yazhi is sucking so tightly; she clearly likes it very much,"
Hu Wanshuang commented, seemingly quite satisfied with Feng Yazhi's performance.
"You slutty lady, the aphrodisiac dosage under the chip is several times higher than that of a normal woman being brainwashed. I wonder if it will have any adverse side effects on Feng Yazhi,"
Sun Xiujia, who was clearly also involved in Feng Yazhi's brainwashing plan, said with concern.
"Don't worry, I'm the most powerful woman in the world. If I don't do this, I can't break through Ya Zi's defenses. These overdoses of drugs can turn ordinary women into brain-dead, lewd sluts, but I believe they will only transform Ya Zi into the most perfect and seductive slut in the world."
Hu Wanshuang stroked her plump breasts, which were now exposed and exposed, and looked at the obvious wolf head mark on her left breast. She thrust the vibrator harder into Feng Ya Zi's honey hole, speaking with love and confidence.
Feng Ya Zi, who was being discussed by the two women, was currently immersed in an endless sea of pleasure. The aphrodisiacs in her breasts and clitoris were constantly releasing a potent aphrodisiac that could turn a chaste and virtuous woman into a slut. Meanwhile, the triangular chip at the back of her head was constantly distorting Feng Ya Zi's thought process, making it impossible for her to think with normal logic.
On the screen, the masked man was forcefully kneading and humiliating Hu Wanshuang's full breasts with both hands. The force was so great that veins bulged on his arms, making onlookers worry that Hu Wanshuang's enormous breasts, shaped and sized like soccer balls, might burst like balloons under the man's unromantic hands. However, despite the man's force, Hu Wanshuang's expression was one of endless enjoyment and desire. Tossing her signature silver hair, she turned to look at the man whose face was covered by the mask, revealing only his mouth and nose. Filled with lust, Hu Wanshuang wrapped her arms around the man's neck and passionately kissed him.
"Sss... Ha... Master's tongue... and saliva... make this little slut so happy..."
After the passionate kiss ended, Hu Wanshuang looked at the masked man with a dazed expression and said, but the man did not answer. Apart from the vigorous thrusting of his penis, his hands were only busy playing with Hu Wanshuang's two amazing, snow-white, full breasts. Her plump breasts were kneaded into various shapes by his large hands. As the man repeatedly pinched and squeezed Hu Wanshuang's hard nipples, suddenly—
"
Ahhhhh... this little slut's milk, milk is going to spurt out..."
Hu Wanshuang's eyes rolled back. It seemed that the man had touched a sensitive spot during one of his kneading sessions. Her nipples received an extreme tingling pleasure. Her youthful body, not yet twenty years old, gushed out a large amount of milky white milk from her swollen nipples, just like a mature pregnant woman. The astonishing amount of milk splashed all the places within a meter of her feet.
"Heh... You call yourself the 'White Tiger Fairy'? To me, you're nothing more than a cow in heat right now,"
the man, who had been silent until now, finally spoke in a deep, pleasant voice. Looking at his hands, which were covered in Hu Wanshuang's milk, the man forcefully smeared the milk onto Hu Wanshuang's two enormous breasts. A layer of creamy oil covered her snow-white skin, revealing an unusually alluring elasticity and sheen.
"Ah...ah...ah ah..."
Hu Wanshuang's red lips trembled slightly from the climax, her jade tongue protruding, completely unable to respond to the man's words. Her naturally lustrous, sweat-drenched silver short hair, combined with her youthful face and large breasts, exuded a feminine charm that was enough to drive any man with a penchant for large breasts mad.
"Hehe, Master, please let Jia Nu also serve the slutty lady."
On the screen, the actress Sun Xiujia, who had disappeared after giving oral sex to the masked man, reappeared wearing a sexy pair of leather panties. A large, erect artificial phallus stood proudly in front of the panties. No one could imagine that the lewd beauty before them was actually Sun Xiujia, who had debuted as a pure and innocent actress.
The man smiled slightly and said,
"Alright."
"Yes."
With Hu Wanshuang looking reluctant to leave, the masked man swiftly withdrew his enormous phallus from Hu Wanshuang's vagina, then lingered at the entrance to her anus, the glans gently pressing against her sensitive chrysanthemum. Meanwhile, with a seductive smile, Sun Xiujia pressed her artificial phallus against Hu Wanshuang's moist labia.
"Master~~ Sister Xiujia~~ Ah...no...don't torture me anymore...this little slut's cunt and anus crave two huge cocks to fuck her hard...ahhh..."
"Heh, so lewd, you slutty vixen! You call yourself the heiress of the White Tiger family, the dream girl of many men? If they knew your true face, tsk tsk..."
Despite still using respectful terms, the busty beauty Sun Xiujia, exuding a seductive aura, spoke with malicious contempt to Hu Wanshuang.
A highly educated elite from a working-class background, Sun Xiujia had always looked down on upper-class children like Hu Wanshuang. After being transformed into a sex slave by the Joyful Cult, her previously suppressed negative emotions were completely released. Seeing her former high-ranking boss become such a lewd bitch made her feel a sense of superiority.
The intellectual aura admired by her fans was completely transformed into lewdness; like an extremely wicked succubus, Sun Xiujia pressed her equally transformed F-cup breasts together, nipple to nipple, against Hu Wanshuang's snow-white, plump breasts.
"Ah... Sister Xiujia... this little slut's nipples... so tingly... so numb..."
"Hmm haha... Jia Nu... so good... so good..."
Two pairs of swollen, hard nipples collided back and forth. After being physically modified by the Joyful Cult, Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia's nipples had a sensitivity no less than that of a man's glans. Every collision, every flow of milk, brought a feeling of urge similar to a man's ejaculation. At this moment, Hu Wanshuang, immersed in the pleasure of her nipples, suddenly felt a huge impact and pleasure coming from her vagina and anus at the same time:
"Ahhhhhh!"
The man's penis and Sun Xiujia's artificial penis powerfully penetrated Hu Wanshuang's anus and back passage, rhythmically coordinating with each thrust. When the man's penis entered, it was the same moment that Sun Xiujia's artificial penis withdrew, and then when the man's penis withdrew again, Sun Xiujia's artificial penis was inserted again.
Under the relentless stimulation of the two, Hu Wanshuang, after her transformation, possessed a lower body a hundred times more sensitive than the average person. She not only astonishingly swallowed two thick, enormous penises, but also experienced immense pleasure.
Simultaneously, Feng Yazhi, watching the screen, was in the same position as Hu Wanshuang, being penetrated from both ends by Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia, who were holding vibrators. Seeing Feng Yazhi lost in ecstasy, Hu Wanshuang said in a trance,
"Sister Yazhi, it's a pity Master said he'll only truly touch your lewd and lowly body when you willingly accept being penetrated. But it's alright… today, Shuangshuang will make you happy in Master's place."
Two powerful vibrators, one in front and one behind, invaded Feng Yazhi's once sacred and inviolable secret garden and anus. Under the intense vibrations of the two enormous penises, her snow-white abdomen and waist caused her round, delicate breasts to ripple like endless mountains. Completely controlled by the chip in the back of her head and her lust, Feng Yazhi imitated Hu Wanshuang's moans on the screen, panting and groaning:
"Ah... Master... Master's big cock... and Sister Xiujia's big rod... so full... so big... this little slut is about to die from being fucked."
Words she would never normally even consider, now flowed from Feng Yazhi's lips with increasing allure and charm, especially her imitation of Hu Wanshuang's expression on the screen, licking her tongue and begging to be fucked—a lewd and ingratiating posture that was enough to send shivers down one's spine.
At this moment, Sun Xiujia chuckled, tearing open her black silk dress and, mimicking her own actions on the screen, pressing her large breasts against Feng Yazhi's trembling, full, snowy breasts.
"Ah..."
As Sun Xiujia's large breasts assaulted her, Feng Yazhi felt an intensely blissful sensation in her nipples. This was because the aphrodisiac within her breasts was being remotely activated by Naria in the next room.
Her already beautiful, rounded breasts became even more plump and majestic. Driven by the continuous stimulation of hormones within them, a liquid called "milk" began to be produced for the first time, drop by drop, moistening Feng Yazhi's tender, red nipples from the inside out. The swollen, red nipples, stimulated by the aphrodisiac, had every nerve inside incredibly sensitive. Each touch between them and Sun Xiujia's breasts and nipples produced an urge similar to a man's ejaculation. With Feng Yazhi's wanton and seductive body swaying, her plump breasts seemed to take the initiative, actively pressing against Sun Xiujia's large breasts, demanding more pleasure.
"Hehe... Congratulations, Miss Feng, your wanton breasts have finally shown the initial signs of a 'slut'..."
Sun Xiujia, besides Nalia, was the first besides Feng Yazhi to notice the lewd change in Feng Yazhi's breasts as they pressed against her own proud breasts. Seeing Feng Yazhi pressing against her own proud breasts, she smiled seductively with great joy.
As a proud, highly educated woman, Sun Xiujia was most envious of Feng Yazhi, a peerless beauty whose status, abilities, personality, and appearance were all perfect. She found it extremely satisfying to witness Feng Yazhi's gradual descent into depravity and the distortion of her personality.
"Oh... ahhh... this little slut's breasts, cunt, chrysanthemum, so beautiful... so beautiful! Ah ha...
Master, fuck this little slut to death... every part of this little slut's body is yours alone... ahhh... this little slut is about to ascend to heaven..."
As the video progressed, Feng Yazhi felt herself floating in immense pleasure, about to reach the long-awaited climax, and then—
"Ahhhh... ahhh...?"
Just as she was about to reach the ultimate climax, the pleasure inexplicably subsided, leaving only the unsatisfied Feng Yazhi, watching Hu Wanshuang in the video, tears streaming down her face and milk splattering from her climax, she murmured:
"Ah... climax... where's the climax?"
"Hehe, Sister Yazhi, without Master's permission, you can't receive the climax that Master bestows upon you."
Hu Wanshuang, still vigorously fucking her with the vibrator, happily said the cruel truth.
In the next room, Nalia chuckled as she looked at the number of pleasure Feng Yazhi displayed on the computer screen—3 (8). Feng Yazhi's sexual sensations had actually reached the level of "8," enough for an extreme orgasm, but under the brainwashing of the Joyful Cult's chip, the orgasm was cut off in her mind, leaving her stuck on the empty number "3. " "
So...so uncomfortable...ah...do...ah...do what...ahh ... "Hehe... Sister Yazhi, just tell me... your real name." "I... I'm called Feng Yazhi..." "No... there's something more real... more sublime... a 'true name' bestowed upon you by your master." "What... what is that..." Tormented, Feng Yazhi frantically tossed her long, flowing black hair. In the torment of her inability to reach orgasm, the voice she'd heard in her recent dreams echoed in her mind: (You are...) Ah... (You are...) Ah... I remember... (You are...) Feng Yazhi suddenly raised her head. Under the expectant gazes of Hu Wanshuang and Sun Xiujia, she placed her hands on her full, white breasts, pinching her sensitive, erect nipples. Her beautiful face was filled with emotion as she spoke in an extremely joyful and submissive tone: "I... my real name is 'Slut' Feng Yazhi, my master's exclusive slave, the happiest little bitch in the world."

The moment Feng Yazhi uttered the words "slut," a blurry blue wolf head symbol flashed across her snow-white left breast. Simultaneously, a beeping sound rang out from the computer screen in the next room, followed by a pop-up message:
"'Slut' Feng Yazhi, Brainwashing Level: 15%, Initial Brainwashing Complete. Physical Modification: 20%, Sexual Implantation: 11%..."
Looking at the message, Nalia smiled slightly, her fingers tapping the keyboard, gently pushing Feng Yazhi's pleasure level back to its original "8."
"Ahhhhhh!"
"Waaaaah... So touching, Sister Ya-zhi, congratulations! You've finally gained your master's approval and understand the true nature of a woman... Waaaaah!"
The long-awaited climax, accompanied by a gush of milk and love juice, finally descended upon Feng Ya-zhi's body. Lying on the ground, with two thick vibrators still inserted in her lower body, Feng Ya-zhi, whose whole body was convulsing from the intense pleasure yet radiating happiness, and Hu Wan-shuang, who cried tears of joy upon hearing Feng Ya-zhi's declaration, were lying on the ground, embracing each other and passionately kissing. Their two pairs of full breasts, squeezed together, leaked strands of milk, as if hinting at the irreversible fall of the two sisters.
Meanwhile, Sun Xiujia, wearing black stockings and high heels, her upper body bare, crossed her arms, further emphasizing her already enormous breasts, and said coquettishly to Feng Yazhi, who was still in the afterglow of her orgasm: "Miss Feng, today's 'Women's Autonomy' program is now over. I believe
you have already experienced the true meaning of 'women's liberation'." **********
... "Yes, sir. Although Feng Yazhi finally admitted to being a 'slut' today, it was only because she was controlled by the chip. Once she regains consciousness, today's memories will be hidden deep in her mind according to the instructions I set in the chip. Because even if she remembers, with her strong willpower, there's a more than 90% chance she can completely erase and recover them. It's better to let the memories remain hidden until the crucial enslavement stage, when we can give her a powerful blow to her strong mind." Nalia bowed and briefly reported the data and information she had obtained to Li Feng. "Hmm... it seems we'll have to go through a lot of trouble." Li Feng commented calmly. "Destruction is easy, transformation is difficult. It's very simple to make her personality collapse and completely succumb to lust. But since we want to maintain her personality, even if we only temporarily put her in a state of desire, once she regains consciousness, her strong spirit will restore her to its original state. However... with the help of Subject One, I have finally found the barely perceptible 'mental flaw' in Feng Yazhi's almost perfect mind." After speaking, Nalia typed on the keyboard, enlarging the photographic file onto the computer screen. The photo shows a book that looks to be over ten years old, yet it is remarkably well-preserved. There is no title on the cover, only the delicate handwriting "Feng Yazhi" in the lower left corner. The image scrolls again, revealing the book opened to a dense collection of writing. "Sir, this is Subject One, obtained from Feng Yazhi's room. It's Feng Yazhi's diary from when she was seven. Feng Yazhi seems to have a habit of keeping detailed diaries. After reading it carefully, I found some very interesting things. Take a look, sir." Nalia flipped out the prepared text records and continued to display them on the screen: "So sad... If only I weren't the next heir of the Vermilion Bird family..." "I really wish... I could be an ordinary woman and live a different life..." "Dad won't let me play with dolls. He scolded me for indulging in such boring things..." Nalia pointed to the many sentences on the screen and chuckled: "I've long heard that the previous head of the Vermilion Bird family was too strict in raising his children. I didn't expect even his proud daughter to have so many complaints. Based on my thought analysis of Feng Yazhi's mind using the triangular chip, I can roughly conclude that even now, Feng Yazhi still has the desire to live a 'different life.'" "Hmm, not bad, but how do you plan to use this?" Li Feng said with a hint of amusement. "Hehe, this requires your permission, sir, to help me cultivate a 'second personality' for Feng Yazhi—a lewd Feng Yazhi who despises her Suzaku family identity and enjoys experiencing new life. Please rest assured, sir, since this is a desire she already had in her heart, this second personality will not only not affect her true personality, but will also play a crucial catalytic role in her true personality's transformation into a 'slut'," Nalia said excitedly, as if Feng Yazhi in the incubator had become her favorite toy doll. "Alright, as you wish. I'm also looking forward to seeing the new Feng Yazhi, whom you've personally trained." "Yes, thank you, sir. Now, please take a look, sir. This is the final brainwashing procedure prepared for Feng Yazhi today..." Under Nalia's operation, the brainwashing hood, with many tubes inserted, slowly descended from top to bottom, completely covering Feng Yazhi's sleeping face. Several needles were inserted into Feng Yazhi's breasts and genitals . Another brainwashing session was about to begin... ********** ... "Ya Zi, did I hurt you?" "No...it's nothing." In the brief discomfort, Feng Ya Zi quickly recalled that this was the night before Long Wu Dao left to guard the frontier after handing over his duties to her, the night they had passionately made love at their home in Qinglong City. However, Feng Ya Zi noticed something amiss. When had her breasts become so full and sensitive, causing her to moan repeatedly during Long Wu Dao's teasing? And facing Long Wu Dao's gentle thrusts, she, who should have been very happy, felt a wave of emptiness and disappointment coming from her lower body. (Ah...harder...ah...Wu Dao...use more intense positions to play with Feng'er.) A heartfelt desire surfaced in her mind, but a woman's reserve and love for Long Wu Dao made the very tolerant Feng Ya Zi silently endure it, yet she couldn't help but complain that Long Wu Dao always used the same missionary position, even though he was a well-known womanizer before they fell in love. In truth, Feng Yazhi had misunderstood Long Wudao. Feng Yazhi's unparalleled beauty was simply breathtaking, her aura so sacred and untouchable, and Long Wudao himself deeply loved her. Naturally, he treated her with utmost care and tenderness, even during sex, to avoid leaving a bad impression before their marriage. "Ah...ah ah...ah..." "Yazhi, I'm going to cum." "Wudao, cum, ah ah ah..."

Feeling little pleasure, and even her moans sounding somewhat forced, Feng Yazhi felt a profound emptiness as she watched the small amount of semen ejaculated from the ordinary penis. She had to exert effort to conceal this emptiness from her expression. Looking at her handsome lover gazing at her with love, Feng Yazhi vaguely remembered that this night, Long Wudao had held her like this, whispering sweet nothings to her all night long. That's how it should have been…
However, Long Wudao suddenly hesitated, then said with an embarrassed smile,
“Yazhi, I'm leaving for the border tomorrow, and we'll be separated for a year. So, tonight, can we play a little more intensely?”
“Ah?”
Feng Yazhi, her beautiful eyes wide, vaguely sensed that things shouldn't be like this. However, under the control of the brainwashing device, she was completely unable to think. Under the secret control of the chip, based on her love and tolerance for her lover, coupled with the emptiness in her lower body, Feng Yazhi shyly said,
“Yes, tonight, as you wish, Wudao.”
Long Wudao then produced a strip of cloth and a rope from somewhere. Under Feng Yazhi's obedient gaze, the cloth covered her eyes, and the rope bound her hands. Blinded, Feng Yazhi felt an heightened sensitivity to touch on her skin, experiencing a subtle stimulation from her lover's large hands.
However, what Feng Yazhi couldn't see was that her lover, Long Wudao, had transformed into the powerful and imposing Li Feng while her eyes were covered—except for his voice, which was Long Wudao's distinctive tone as he spoke:
"Yazhi, let's continue..."
"Ah...ahhhhhh..."
Before Feng Yazhi could react, Li Feng's penis, even larger and more imposing than Long Wudao's, plunged deeply into her tender, red vulva. A long-awaited sense of fullness instantly filled her empty heart.
"Oh...my god...how is it so powerful..."
Unable to see, Feng Yazhi felt the sensations in her vagina even more clearly. She could even feel the bulging veins on his penis being enveloped and sucked by the warm flesh of her vagina. They were still in the missionary position, but this time, Feng Yazhi felt an immense pleasure she hadn't experienced before. His penis moved rapidly in and out of her beautiful body, drawing out strands of vaginal fluid. With her hands bound, Feng Yazhi could only tightly wrap her long, beautiful legs around Li Feng's waist, crying out,
"Just...just like that...Wu Dao, your penis...is so deep...so full...Feng'er feels so good...ah..."
Next, Li Feng seemed to transform into a tireless sex machine, each rapid thrust reaching deep into Feng Yazhi's core, then forcefully withdrawing. Feng Yazhi felt her body and soul being slowly pushed to the heavens of desire by her lover's thrusts.
"Hoo..."
But, just as Feng Yazhi's body grew hot and her desire reached a certain height, Li Feng suddenly stopped thrusting.
"Ah...why...don't continue..."
Feng Yazhi, her eyes bound with cloth and her face flushed, pleaded coquettishly with her lover.
"Yazhi, I...I've thought of something even more exciting..."
Li Feng vigorously played with Feng Yazhi's sensitive breasts, which had been swollen and modified to an F-cup, watching the nipples that were leaking strands of milk, a playful smile on his face, speaking in the tone and manner of Long Wudao.
"You...thought of...what..."
Still in the throes of pleasure, Feng Yazhi felt a little strange. Why did her lover come up with so many new ideas today? However, with her body firmly controlled and brainwashed, Feng Yazhi still lacked the ability to question or think. Under the control of Nalia beside the computer, she nodded gently in understanding as Long Wudao was about to leave.
"Yazhi...let's play role-playing."
"Role-playing...?"
Feng Yazhi frowned slightly in surprise as she heard her lover's soft breathing. Although she didn't have much experience with sex, as the leader of the Vermilion Bird Clan, she had come into contact with all sorts of people from all walks of life. Through this exposure, Feng Yazhi understood what Long Wudao meant by role-playing. However, the thought of playing a different character still filled the proud Feng Yazhi with considerable resistance.
"Don't worry, Yazhi, just be yourself. I'm the one who'll be switching roles."
"Huh?"
"From now on, I'll play Li Feng of the Canglang Clan, the sworn enemy of the four great families. And you, Yazhi, will be the one who outwardly loves Long Wudao, but in reality, you're infatuated with Li Feng's huge penis, a lewd sex slave who betrays the four great families."
As he said this, Li Feng even changed his tone, using a deep, magnetic voice to nibble on Feng Yazhi's sexy earlobe.
"Wu Dao, do you know what you're saying?!"
Feng Yazhi was both shocked and furious. Although she was very tolerant of her lover, such words and content had far exceeded her psychological principles. She tried to open the ropes binding her hands, but the seemingly weak ropes were tightly and firmly bound to her hands. Even Feng Yazhi, who had received professional training and whose strength was several times that of an ordinary person, could not break free.
(How could this be? Ah...)
Feng Yazhi naturally did not know that at this moment, her consciousness was in the false memories induced by the brainwashing mask. Of course, it was impossible for her to break free from Li Feng's ropes. At this moment, inside her body, Li Feng's penis was slowly throbbing, causing Feng Yazhi, who was still in the midst of pleasure, to feel her delicate body slowly heat up again.
"Ya Zi, the pressure you're under in the Vermilion Bird Clan is too immense. Why don't you relax now and fantasize about becoming a wanton woman?"
"How...how could I..."
Faced with her lover's gentle yet twisted words, Feng Ya Zi couldn't help but shake her head. However, a vulnerable part of her heart was touched. She had indeed been overwhelmed by the immense glory and pressure brought by the Vermilion Bird Clan. She had indeed thought how wonderful it would be if she weren't "Feng Ya Zi"...
"Feng Nu, does my Li Feng's cock make you happy?"
Li Feng vigorously kneaded Feng Ya Zi's round breasts, his huge cock thrusting faster and faster, speaking in a domineering yet gentle tone.
"No...don't use Li Feng's voice...to speak...ah...Feng'er's head is getting so strange..."
Still resisting, Feng Yazhi helplessly discovered that not only was her body aroused, but her mind was also gradually filled with desire. Hearing her lover's voice become Li Feng's, Feng Yazhi involuntarily began to fantasize about abandoning her Suzaku family identity and begging Li Feng to fuck her and play with her body.
In reality, Nalia smiled slightly. Her hands rapidly typed on the keyboard. Following her commands, the brainwashing
hood continuously injected several biological hormones into Feng Yazhi's head and continuously influenced her
thoughts with electromagnetic waves. At this moment, her breasts, firmly held by the giant straw, had their delicate nipples being infused with Nalia's specially prepared modification solution through needles protruding from the straw. Coupled with the rapid thrusting of a specially made artificial penis into Feng Yazhi's vagina, Feng Yazhi had no room to refuse.
Finally, Nalia looked at the newly popped-up program window:
"'Sex Demon' Feng Yazhi, Master: Li Feng, Initial Loyalty and Lust Implantation Confirmed?"
Without hesitation, Nalia pressed the confirmation button. The largest tube on the brainwashing hood slowly descended, and a transformative agent called "Love Slave Hormone," capable of influencing thought and inducing love and obedience, was slowly injected into Feng Yazhi's head through the needle hole.
Feng Yazhi, whose consciousness was trapped in false memories, shuddered. The sexual fantasies of Li Feng that she had initially resisted were becoming increasingly clear, bringing her ever-growing excitement. Her resistance weakened, and unable to bear the escalating pleasure, she moaned again:
"Ahhh... Wudao... your penis... haha... so big... so full..."
However, as Feng Yazhi cried out "Wudao," Li Feng coldly withdrew his penis. Looking at the burning Feng Yazhi, he said coldly:
"Call me Li Feng."
Saying "Li Feng," Li Feng forcefully thrust into Feng Yazhi's vagina again, then withdrew, lingering on her two wanton petals.
"Every time you call me Li Feng, I'll penetrate you."
"Wh...why is this..."
Even with the cloth covering her, Feng Yazhi still showed a mixture of confusion and desire. Her body, controlled by lust, and the brainwashing she didn't even know about, made her lose her usual calm demeanor. A voice kept ringing in her mind:
It's just a game, come on, call out Li Feng, and get more pleasure.
Time seemed to pass very slowly. Feeling her sensitive breasts being constantly played with and kneaded, Feng Yazhi, increasingly tormented by desire, finally let out a sound as thin as a mosquito's thread:
"Ah...Li Feng..."
Hearing the sound, Li Feng smiled slightly, and his huge penis suddenly slammed hard into Feng Yazhi's flower core, then withdrew. At the same time, in reality, Nalia also charmingly adjusted Feng Yazhi's pleasure level from 5 to 7, and then back to 5.
Looking at Feng Yazhi's satisfied expression, Li Feng said in a deep voice,
"Come on, keep calling."
"Li Feng..."
The voice was slightly louder again, as if rewarding Feng Yazhi. Li Feng also increased his strength and thrust into Feng Yazhi's vagina more forcefully. Of course, in reality, Nalia also adjusted Feng Yazhi's pleasure level from 5 to 7 and then back to 5.
However, this only had the effect of one thrust, which tormented Feng Yazhi even more. Feeling the emptiness of her body going to fullness and then back to emptiness only made her desire boil more intensely and unbearably. So, swaying her slender waist, Feng Yazhi began to slowly and continuously call out Li Feng's name:
"Li Feng... ah... Li Feng... Li Feng... ah ah... Li Feng... ah... Li Feng..."
Just as Feng Yazhi had hoped, with each call of Li Feng, the large penis and the feeling of fullness she craved completely filled her body and mind. Even Feng Yazhi's buttocks swayed vigorously in sync with the speed of Li Feng's thrusting penis, the layers of flesh inside her vagina swallowing and releasing, tightly enveloping the penis, as if echoing her master's greedy lust.
In her mind, the image of Li Feng's cold and domineering aura became increasingly vivid. Hearing herself calling out Li Feng's name and hearing the subsequent thrusting of his enormous penis, Feng Yazhi gradually began to see the man before her as Li Feng.
"From now on, I will play Li Feng of the Canglang family, the nemesis of the four great families. And you, Yazhi, will be the lewd sex slave who, on the surface, deeply loves Long Wudao, but in reality, is intoxicated by Li Feng's big cock and betrays the four great families."
Her lover's words were still ringing in her ears, but at this moment, Feng Yazhi truly began to completely immerse herself in the role-playing Long Wudao had described.
She... was a lewd woman who could betray Long Wudao for a penis. A forbidden image she had never had before, combined with a deep-seated, bone-chilling pleasure, began to dominate Feng Yazhi's sexual fantasies.
"Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng... Ahhhhhh."
With her face flushed and her large breasts swaying, Feng Yazhi, who was always intelligent and witty and knew the inside story of the four great families, even began to imagine, amidst her own lewd cries, how she, now Li Feng's sex slave, would use her influence to help Li Feng defeat the other three great families, and then, in front of the desperate Long Wudao, she would reveal her naked, snow-white, flawless jade body, swinging her lewd, round, plump breasts, being fiercely fucked by Li Feng's big cock.
Knowing full well that this was wrong, the forbidden pleasure was completely uncontrollable, urging Feng Yazhi to imagine more lewd scenes, and the lewd moans from her mouth became more and more seductive and penetrating:
"Li Feng...you're so happy fucking Feng Nu's cunt...ah ah...Li Feng Li Feng...so good...Li Feng...so good...ah ah...Li Feng...Feng Nu is an extremely lewd woman...Li Feng...Feng Nu...actually betrayed the four great families for Li Feng...Li Feng's big cock...ah...Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng Li Feng...ah ah ah!"
Under the brainwashing hood and the triangular chip, many lewd words were uttered by Feng Yazhi without thinking from her fragrant red lips. Her sexy body, glistening with sweat, her round, firm breasts rippling in waves, swelled with each thrust of Li Feng, making her buttocks even more plump and swollen from the impact. Li Feng, who was thrusting into her from behind, couldn't help but slap her buttocks hard, saying in a deep voice ,
"Tell me, whose woman are you!"
"Li Feng! I... am Lord Li Feng's sex slave... ahh, Li Feng, Li Feng, Li Feng... harder... Li Feng, Li Feng, Li Feng... ahhhhhh..." " Then, open your eyes and look at me, shout it out loud." "Li Feng... ah...? Li Feng... ahh ... "Hehe, add another 5mm of love slave hormones." Watching Feng Yazhi on the verge of climax on the screen, Nalia immediately took action. At the same time, Feng Yazhi's pleasure level was raised from 7 to 8. Taboo, debauchery, lust, shame, slavery… words flooded Feng Yazhi's mind. She couldn't comprehend why the man before her was Li Feng. All Feng Yazhi knew was that she, who had always been chaste, had actually engaged in passionate intercourse with a man other than Long Wudao, and one who was also the mortal enemy of the four great families. The immense shame and the contrast brought waves of ecstasy, pushing Feng Yazhi to climax after climax. And the biggest tsunami was yet to come— "Hehe, this is an climax that many women never experience in their entire lives, Miss Yazhi." Saying words that were impossible for her to hear, Nalia raised the level to "9"—a theoretically possible climax level second only to "10". "Li Feng... Ohhhhhhhh!" Her beautiful crimson eyes rolled back as Feng Yazhi endured Li Feng's wild thrusts from behind. Her body arched and convulsed repeatedly. Her hands, which had been supporting her on the ground, were now numb and limp. Had Li Feng's large hands not grasped her full breasts, her beautiful face would have collapsed completely to the ground. The mere contraction of Li Feng's penis caused it to spray copious amounts of vaginal fluid. Feng Yazhi had reached the peak of her orgasm, completely losing control of her body. Then, Li Feng, still standing, pulled her limp body up, leaning her against his broad chest. His enormous penis continued to move slowly within Feng Yazhi's honeyed depths. This gentle stimulation prolonged Feng Yazhi's orgasm for another ten seconds.

"Haha...I...I am Li Feng...Master's...sex slave...Feng Nu...Feng Nu...ascended to heaven...No...I can't take it anymore..."
Feng Yazhi murmured, her mouth still uncontrollably drooling after a short rest. However, Li Feng's cold voice came from behind her:
"What a selfish little slut. I haven't ejaculated yet, how can you not be able to take it? Come on, it's your turn now."
Li Feng manipulated Feng Yazhi's delicate body after her orgasm, making himself lie on the soft bed, while Feng Yazhi sat on him in the lotus position.
After experiencing her climax and regaining some of her senses, Feng Yazhi sat on Li Feng's lap. In a brief silence and under Li Feng's gaze, she pondered for a moment, feeling the pulse of his penis within her honeypot. A seductive smile appeared on her lips, revealing a lewd expression she would never show in her normal state:
"Yes... Lord Li Feng... is right... Now... let me... ahh... serve your big cock..." Her
beautiful, plump buttocks began to slowly rise and fall. The exquisite "Vermilion Bird Valkyrie" Feng Yazhi had transformed into an extremely lewd and alluring female beast, sitting on Li Feng's lap and displaying a strange and wicked beauty.
(This is just... role-playing, it's... Wu Dao dressed up as Li Feng...)
"Ah... Master Li Feng, Feng Nu's cunt is being fucked so beautifully... so good..."
(After waking up tomorrow, he will turn back into Long Wu Dao...)
"Master, Feng Nu's lewd breasts also need Master's caresses... ahhh."
(So, let me... enjoy it a little longer.)
"Master's teeth are biting Feng Nu's nipples... ah... ahhhhhh..."
Finding a rational excuse for her lewdness, sitting on Li Feng's waist, Feng Ya Zi moved her shameless buttocks while holding Li Feng's head with both hands, bringing his teeth and tongue closer together... More comfortably playing with her sensitive, snow-white, plump breasts,
Feng Yazhi cried out incessantly, like a prostitute, swaying her lithe, wanton waist, tightly clamping Li Feng's thick penis. Looking at her wanton posture, she suddenly remembered her vow—that in this life, her pure and beautiful body belonged only to her fiancé, Long Wudao. Thinking of this, looking at her lover who looked exactly like Li Feng, the forbidden pleasure made Feng Yazhi let out high-pitched, wanton cries.
However, this night of lust was not yet completely over. Unaware that she was being brainwashed and transformed, Feng Yazhi, intoxicated, looked at the man before her—whether it was Long Wudao or Li Feng—licking her sexy lips, craving more and more orgasms and pleasure.
Suddenly, a familiar sentence echoed in her mind:
(This…is…my true form…)
This sentence, like a spell, kept swirling in Feng Yazhi's mind, gradually becoming deeply etched into her subconscious. At this moment, amidst her ecstatic moans and passionate intercourse, she took another important step in her transformation into a ' slut ' .
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... "If we were to bring Feng Yazhi back to her senses now, without any brainwashing methods, and force her to repeat what just happened in front of you, Master, she would undoubtedly choose to resist to the death and never yield." "Hmm." "However, please rest assured, sir, the brainwashing process has already passed the critical 10% stage. The next stage of brainwashing will make Feng Yazhi sink even faster." Nalia pressed the control keys on the keyboard, and a movie instantly filled the screen. Li Feng recognized it as a biographical film he had made to please him—"The Glory of the Demon Wolf." It portrayed him as a compassionate and indomitable hero, and the excessively embellished words and false content made even the person being praised feel nauseous. "Hehe, this video is perfect for slowly reshaping Feng Yazhi's impression of you. While Feng Yazhi is immersed in sex, this video will be played in her mind hundreds of times at 32x speed. Combined with the 'love slave hormone' I injected, slowly, Feng Yazhi's image of you will undergo a complete transformation..." Nalia explained the video's function to Li Feng, then respectfully said, "Then, sir, it's time for the 'bait' planted in the Vermilion Bird family to be deployed." "Hmm, after a thousand days of training, it's time for her to 'take effect'." Li Feng nodded, granting Nalia's request. He looked up at Feng Yazhi's naked body in the culture tank, his ambitious black eyes filled with undisguised, fanatical possessiveness. (It's almost here... One day, Feng Yazhi, I will make you devoted to me and become my woman.) [The Fallen Valkyrie ] Chapter One : The True Form (End) **************** ...

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