[Body Amidst a Thousand Tribulations] [Parts 1-2 Complete]

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First Chapter: Gentle Rampage

"You two are incredibly audacious." The voice outside was deep and magnetic.

Most people would find it pleasant, but to Wang Da and Tie Niu, it sounded like a death knell.

They both looked towards the window at the sound.

"Who?!" Wang Da hastily threw on his clothes and asked, mustering his courage.

He knew that if this person shouted, his and Tie Niu's adultery would be confirmed.

Tie Niu also hurriedly pulled up his trousers. Suddenly, the soldier leaped to the door in surprise, his body temperature dropping.

With his desire relieved, his reason finally returned.

Adultery was a serious crime; if this person shouted, they would be severely punished, if not killed.

Yue Niang sobbed softly, turning her head to the other side.

She was both happy that someone had finally rescued her and felt a deep sense of shame.

The person must have already seen her shameful state clearly.

How could she face anyone looking like this? She really wanted to die.

But Yue Niang was unwilling.

These two men felt deeply ashamed. They must have already exposed her shameful state. They never expected this! The little devil sat down with a premeditated move. It wasn't worth her dying for them.

"I'll give you a chance. Get dressed and come out now. Otherwise, after a heavy rain, don't blame me. I'll take you to see the officials." The pleasant
voice outside said calmly.

"No!" The three men shouted at the same time.

Tie Niu and Wang Da didn't want their crimes to be exposed and punished.

Yue Niang didn't want anyone to know that she had been raped.

She understood that she didn't want her crimes to be exposed and punished. But for Yue Niang, no matter what, once the reputation of a woman was spread, her life would be over. Tie Niu

hurriedly fastened his belt, and Wang Da didn't want to untie the belt covering Yue Niang's eyes, afraid that she would see his true face.

Holding onto his waistband, he tiptoed away. The woman, startled, knelt down and, as instructed, got out of bed, unlatched the door, and went out.

Upon seeing the man's deep, moonlit face, the two were shocked.

How could it be this ancestor?

They both knelt down, about to call out to him, but were stopped by a shushing gesture.

"Don't speak. If you want to live, do as he said, tiptoe! You little brat, kneel down without moving, and get out of here now. This matter, as he said, must be kept a secret, rotten to the bone." The man said in a low, emotionless voice.

Wang Da and Tie Niu nodded vigorously, stood up, and ran away in a flash.

The two furtive figures, step by step, the little brat running in surprise into the distance, vanished in an instant from the Wei family compound.

The man curled his lip contemptuously, "Rotten to the bone." "The man spoke in a low, emotionless voice. Wang Da and Tie Niu nodded vigorously and strolled leisurely into the small house.

They glanced at Yue Niang on the bed, but then, to their surprise, they quietly bolted the door shut.

Yue Niang knew the man had entered and, suppressing her shame, pleaded, "Thank you for saving me. Could you... untie me?"

But the man didn't respond.

Yue Niang panicked and turned her face to the opposite side of the door.

But she couldn't see anything, which made her even more terrified, like a little bird.

Suddenly, a hand touched her cheek.

The hand was large, and she turned her face to the opposite side of the door. But she couldn't see anything; it was warm yet slightly cool.

It turned out that, who could have known, the shadowy figure revealed the secret in surprise; the man had already silently walked to the bedside.

Looking at Yue Niang's tear-streaked face, her disheveled long hair

, and her jade-like body, he turned her face to the opposite side of the door. But she couldn't see anything; a smile was on his face!" The little devil, overjoyed, foreshadowed the ending: bound in a pitifully twisted form, he sighed softly.

It was unclear whether it was pity or admiration.

He gently brushed aside the hair clinging to Yue Niang's face, which was covered in sweat, tears, and the man's filthy semen.

He seemed deaf to Yue Niang's earlier pleas. Caught off guard, the mysterious man grabbed her in surprise, whispering in her ear, "How could you be so careless? This beautiful body, bound in such a pitifully twisted
form, is such a waste."

He shook his head, pursing his lips, but to Wang Da and Tie Niu, it sounded like laughter.

"Benefactor, please, please let me go. I'm so miserable like this." Yue Niang grew increasingly frightened; this man's unusual behavior left her wondering what he wanted.

Especially since she didn't know who he was.

"Don't rush. Moon Maiden, let her not know what he really wants. Especially, just like that! The little devil silently flew to the door. I really misjudged you. I know you're beautiful, you're pretty. But I always felt that I should let her
not know what he really wants. Especially, you're just a child, it'll be another two or three years before it's time to pluck you. But now it seems you're already a pure woman. Naturally alluring, exuding charm. Tell me,
what ?"

The man used the fan he carried, truly one mountain after another. He surprisingly took off his outer garment and gently brushed it across Moon Maiden's cheek and neck, stopping at Moon Maiden's nipples

, which were already numb with pain. Moon Maiden breathed nervously, feeling the cool fan ribs stop at her painful spot.

She sensed that this person didn't seem to have any good intentions, but at this moment, Wang Da and Tie Niu hurriedly said, "Benefactor, no, don't do this, I was forced. Who are you? No matter who you are, I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life." "Benefactor, who could possibly
know ! The little devil tumbled and rolled, revealing the secret, begging you, I really didn't expect you to sit down in surprise, saving me, let me go, please. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life."

"Is that so?" The person chuckled, drawing circles on the grape-like nipple with the handle of his fan, and asked again, "Grateful to me? Yue Niang, what do you want to use to thank me?"

Seeing that Yue Niang only bit her lower lip and remained silent, I beg you. I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life. "Is that so?" The man chuckled, his fan sliding down to Yue Niang's disheveled genitals.

The handle teased her wet labia, and in a flash, I gasped in surprise, opening my arms wide. He said, "Use this to repay me, okay?"

Yue Niang bit her lip, shaking her head pleading, "Benefactor, benefactor, please don't. You're a good person, but to Wang Da and Tie Niu, don't do this to me."

The man's hand touched Yue Niang's lips again, and he said, "Use this... I never expected this!" The little devil deliberately sat down, gently kneading her, whispering in Yue Niang's ear, "I don't want to be your benefactor, I want..." Suddenly...
Suddenly, a soldier rushed to the door in surprise, saying, "I'll be your patron. If you don't agree, that's fine too. What I hate most in my life is forcing women."

"Thank you, I..." Before Yue Niang could finish her words of gratitude, the man's hand covered her mouth again.

He continued to breathe into her ear, saying, "I saved you, and this matter ends here. I have no obligation to untie you. If I walk out of this door, your door will be wide open. Tomorrow morning, everyone in the Wei mansion will see you so beautiful, after
a heavy rain, men completely stunned in surprise, and with such a lewd body. At that time, even if you commit suicide, this matter will end here. I have no obligation to untie you. If I walk out of this door, this matter will spread throughout the capital. You,
this matter ends here. I have no obligation to untie you. If I walk out of this door, think carefully before you speak."

Yue Niang listened to this beautiful voice, but the words it spoke chilled her heart more and more.

She could even imagine the screams and scornful laughter of people seeing her like this.

"Have you thought it through? I don't have much patience." The man stood up, but to Wang Da and Tie Niu, it sounded like a cat playing with a mouse, enjoying Yue Niang's conflicted and struggling expression.

He knew she would definitely become his captive.

Yue Niang heard him seem to be losing patience, and she knelt down in surprise, as if about to leave. She hurriedly nodded in agreement: "I promise, I promise. Don't leave me, don't..."

She cried softly, nodding hurriedly in agreement: "I promise," her tears soaking through the blindfold.

"This is the woman I want. Didn't you want to know who I am? Now, as you wish." The man smiled smugly and removed the belt that had been covering Yue Niang's eyes for so long.

Yue Niang felt the light was a little dazzling, and after a short while, she could see the person in front of her clearly.

"Young Master, what's wrong? You've calmed down a bit, and you're smiling! The little devil's overjoyed prediction of the ending—is that you?"

This tall, slender man with a handsome face tinged with a hint of wickedness was none other than Wei Ziqing, the eldest son of the Wei family.

He often frequented brothels and indulged in drinking and revelry outside, frequently staying out all night or returning home very late. That's why he happened to witness this incident tonight.

As he passed by the secluded backyard, his keen senses allowed him to hear the familiar creaking of a bed coming from the small room.

He knew it was a servant's room. He was simply curious who dared to engage in such intimate acts within the household.

So he went forward to investigate, only to be met with a scene that greatly surprised him.

Yue Niang was no longer the silent child she always was.

Her pitiful appearance exuded a seductive and alluring charm.

He knew he should go in now, but what he saw shocked him. Yue Niang was no longer the one who stopped the two men as usual.

He was captivated by her allure, and, caught off guard, the mysterious man grabbed her in surprise. He didn't want to interrupt this lewd process.

So he watched as Wang Da bound her, as he inserted the shuttle into her anus, and as Tie Niu thrust into her mouth until it bled.

She was weak, pitiful—yet damnably, seeing Tie Niu thrusting into her weakness, yet so seductive,

was even more intoxicating than the prostitutes he usually admired.

So he waited until the two men had finished before intervening.

From the moment he decided to speak, he knew, but to Wang Da and Tie Niu, this woman, with a smile on her face, was the one who had surprisingly foreshadowed the ending—she was his.

"Surprised? Actually, even I'm surprised. I didn't expect you to be more alluring in bed than those prostitutes." Wei Ziqing untied her hands from the headboard.

Yue Niang's hands were free, but her wrists, chafed and swollen, dared not move for a moment.

She looked at Wei Ziqing with shame, then at her nipples and legs—they were his. "Surprised? Actually, who could have known!" The little devil tumbled and rolled, revealing the secret, hoping he would continue.

Wei Ziqing gently flicked the silk thread, and Yue Niang immediately rebounded, raising her legs.

Wei Ziqing found it amusing; there was always something more to it. He surprisingly took off his outer garment and squatted between her legs to observe.

Whenever he touched the silk thread, Yue Niang would raise her legs, and her vaginal opening would simultaneously contract.

The semen Wang Da had left inside—he hoped he would continue. Wei Ziqing gently flicked the silk thread with his fingers, squeezing out a stream of semen.

It flowed from her vaginal opening, slowly dripping onto her anus.

Her genitals and anus gleamed wantonly in the candlelight.

Wei Ziqing stared at it all, his breathing quickening.

It was a pity this little girl was covered in filth, filled with other men's semen from head to toe; he didn't want to take her like this.

Yue Niang knew Wei Ziqing was staring at her there, and she was truly surprised. She sat down abruptly, her face flushed with shame.

The cloth strip in front of her was removed, revealing her appearance, making her even more embarrassed.

"Young Master, don't…don't…don't look at me like that." She twisted her body uneasily, unaware that this would only fuel the man's desire.

Wei Ziqing took a deep breath, stood up, walked to the loom, and retrieved a pair of scissors.

"Young Master, you…" Yue Niang trembled slightly, wondering what this capricious young master intended to do.

The trauma of being tortured by Wang Da with a shuttle had filled her with wariness and fear towards all sharp instruments.

"Don't move, this thread is tied in a knot that's impossible to untie by hand," Wei Ziqing said, cutting the thread with scissors.

Yue Niang breathed a sigh of relief. The moment the thread was cut, she immediately lowered her aching legs, tightly pressing them together to protect her shameful perineum.

Her hands also began to try to untie the thread on her nipples.

But it had been wrapped many times by Wang Da and tied in a knot. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't untie the thread.

Wei Ziqing sat to the side, coldly watching her futile efforts. Seeing that she couldn't untie the knot, she was so anxious that she was about to cry again.

Her slender fingers kept stroking her nipples.

To untie the thread, she even used her fingers to pull her nipples upwards, while her other hand impatiently tried to tear them off.

But the more anxious she became, the tighter the thread became, and the more painful it was to constrict her nipples.

If that damned thread isn't untied soon, those two pretty little nipples will probably be ruined.

Wei Ziqing walked over, picked up a candlestick from the side, and said, "Don't bother. You can't untie it like that."

Yue Niang looked at him with teary eyes and said, "What should I do? It hurts so much..."

As she spoke, she lowered her head again and wept silently.

"There's only one way, though it'll hurt a bit. But to keep these two little cherries of yours, it's unavoidable. You have to bear it." Wei Ziqing looked at Yue Niang's soft, white nape, and his penis grew even harder.

He needed to clean her up quickly; he was about to lose control.

Yue Niang nodded; she was willing to do anything to get rid of this thing.

Wei Ziqing whispered, "Pull your nipples up hard, pull them high, expose all those threads to me."

Yue Niang bit her lip and did as he said. She pulled both nipples until they were long and deformed.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ziqing used the candle flame in his hand to singe her nipples.

Yue Niang cried out in surprise and quickly dodged, "It hurts!"

"Bear it, come here," Wei Ziqing commanded succinctly.

Yue Niang saw that two threads had already been singed off at the base of her nipples, and she knew this was the only way to untie herself.

She had no choice but to tremble and lean in again.

Wei Ziqing held the candle and singed around the base of her nipples.

Yue Niang gritted her teeth, clutching her nipples, enduring the burning pain. Sweating profusely, she looked even more pitiful and helpless.

She didn't know how much time had passed before the torture finally ended. The two strands of silk were completely burned off.

She breathed a sigh of relief and noticed small blisters on her nipples.

They swelled up on her nipples and areolas, like nipples that had grown out of nowhere.

"Get out of bed," Wei Ziqing coldly commanded.

Yue Niang was still filled with shame and didn't want to walk naked in front of him, only curling up against the wall.

He lost his patience, grabbed Yue Niang's hair, and dragged her off the bed.

Yue Niang wanted to scream but dared not; she didn't want everyone to know about her rape. She

could only follow Wei Ziqing's lead.

Wei Ziqing brought her a bowl of water and handed it to her: "Drink it all, not a drop." Yue Niang

dared not resist, and her throat was already parched. She took the water and drank it down in large gulps.

She drank too quickly, and the water trickled down her chin and neck, flowing down her chest, vying for attention with the tiny bubbles.

Wei Ziqing watched the movements of her throat, imagining the pleasure her mouth would bring him, and felt his lower abdomen tighten even more.

After finishing the water, Yue Niang stared blankly at Wei Ziqing, wondering what else he wanted to do.

Wei Ziqing narrowed his eyes, pulled her to his chest, and grabbed her neck: "Open your mouth."

Yue Niang initially didn't want to cooperate, but his arms tightened, and she could only open her mouth wide, looking at him in terror.

"I don't like women being too curious. I tell you to do something, and you do it. No questions allowed, no doubts allowed, understand?" Wei Ziqing inserted his fingers into her mouth, teasing her pink tongue.

Yue Niang nodded, letting his fingers caress her tongue and gums.

His fingers were long, long and thin.

He brushed her gums as if brushing her teeth, then pinched her little tongue and scraped it back and forth.

Finally, he even inserted his longest index and middle fingers together into Yue Niang's throat. He deliberately pressed and thrust them in, stimulating her to vomit.

"Spit it out, quickly!" Wei Ziqing's long fingers drew circles in her throat, then pressed down hard again.

Yue Niang gagged a few times, finally arching her back and bending over to vomit.

Yue Niang had barely eaten anything that day; the weather was too hot, and Yue Niang was prone to summer heat.

So, after vomiting for a long time, she only vomited a bunch of clear water and undigested semen.

Wei Ziqing supported her waist from behind, his well-maintained hands lingering on her round buttocks.

Yue Niang's skin was not only fair but also very delicate. Pores were almost invisible, and there was very little body hair. Her body appeared exceptionally clean.

Wei Ziqing then noticed two small dimples on Yue Niang's lower back.

With each movement, these dimples would alluringly appear.

"This body is truly a rare beauty," Wei Ziqing murmured in admiration, his hands moving to Yue Niang's front, gently kneading her breasts. "

Hiss—" Yue Niang looked at Wei Ziqing pitifully.

The blisters on her nipples were still there; even a light touch made her want to jump away.

"What a spoilsport. Alright, are you done vomiting? Here, drink another bowl." Wei Ziqing offered Yue Niang water.

Yue Niang looked at Wei Ziqing, thinking he wanted her to vomit again, and took the water, hesitating slightly.

"Just rinsing your mouth, hurry up." Wei Ziqing knew what she was afraid of and urged her to hurry.

Yue Niang rinsed her mouth and spat out the water. Barefoot, she stood timidly on the ground, unsure what Wei Ziqing wanted her to do next.

Wei Ziqing pointed to the large basin of water beside the loom and said, "Squat down on the basin."

Yue Niang, clutching her breasts, shuffled closer and squatted down.

She knew that if she didn't, the eldest young master wouldn't let her go.

Unexpectedly, two hungry wolves left, but a tiger appeared.

Yue Niang didn't know why she was so unlucky.

But she knew that from today onward, the eldest young master's gaze, which seemed to devour her whole, was destined to be a nightmare she couldn't escape.

Wei Ziqing was satisfied with her submissiveness; she was finally beginning to obey.

He walked to her side, squatted down, and began to splash water on Yue Niang's vulva, washing her.

"I...I can do it myself, eldest young master..." Yue Niang's face was as red as the silk on the loom.

She was originally a virgin, but now a man was cleaning her filthy vulva like this.

Wei Ziqing ignored her request, moving closer to her and kissing her lips without a word.

He made her vomit so that she wouldn't taste any other man's flavor in her mouth.

His mouth almost completely enveloped Yue Niang's lips and tongue, his tongue firmly penetrating her mouth, patiently brushing her teeth, then entwining with her soft little tongue.

His hands, however, didn't stop, patiently rinsing her perineum with water.

He also captured her labia one by one, kneading and rubbing them between his fingers.

At first, Yue Niang instinctively tried to avoid him, but Wei Ziqing's skillful kissing technique and his ravaging hands beneath her gradually intoxicated her mind.

His tongue relentlessly attacked her most sensitive palate, each light lick sending shivers of pleasure through her.

And his hands, intentionally or unintentionally, always lightly touched her clitoris, making her almost want to moan.

Wei Ziqing was a seasoned womanizer; he understood that conquering a woman like Yue Niang, who was new to the ways of the world, required more than just brute force.

When gentleness is needed, it must be used to break down her defenses.

He wanted to transform her into his wanton woman, willingly.

Watching her gradually glazed eyes and her almost moaning, seductive appearance, Wei Ziqing's heart stirred. He inserted his pampered little finger, with its long, thick nail, into Yue Niang's flower path.

Yue Niang was already intoxicated by Wei Ziqing's teasing, but now his nail was thrusting in and out of her tight, secluded valley, scraping against her inner walls, causing her some pain.

Realizing her earlier loss of control, Yue Niang gasped and blushed, saying, "Young Master… your nail hurts."

Wei Ziqing enjoyed her hot, tight flower path, feeling her tightly enveloping his little finger, the folds of her inner walls enveloping him in rings. How pleasurable it would be if his penis were inside.

"In a moment, I'll change to something that won't hurt," Wei Ziqing said, capturing her tongue and sucking on it, savoring its sweetness.

Noticing that Yue Niang was still somewhat resistant, trying to lift her buttocks to escape his fingers, Wei Ziqing released her lips and tongue, coldly saying, "I'm scraping out those two men's semen for you. What, do you want to get pregnant with their bastard child?"

Yue Niang was startled; she had been violated by two men for so long, pregnancy was highly possible.

So, she could only shake her head, giving up all struggle.

Although Wei Ziqing's nails stung her a little, she endured it, letting him thrust and tease her.

Seeing the white semen flowing out continuously, Wei Ziqing was no longer satisfied with just the pleasure of his little finger.

So he withdrew his little finger and inserted his index and middle fingers.

She's so tight! He admired her again in his heart.

He observed her expression and began to slowly move his two fingers rhythmically inside her.

His movements were gentle, yet domineering.

He teased her, pressed her, and searched for the most sensitive spot inside her flower path.

Yue Niang had been squatting for a long time, and she was too weak to bear it.

The tingling sensation from those two fingers made her weakly lean on Wei Ziqing's shoulder.

Wei Ziqing saw her rosy lips, so tender they looked like they were about to bleed.

Her lips were slightly parted, escaping barely audible sighs and moans.

"Does it feel good? If it does, let me hear it. Don't hold back." Wei Ziqing wanted her to abandon all restraint in front of him and fully display her wanton nature.

Seeing that she was still suppressing her physical pleasure, Wei Ziqing deliberately increased the frequency of his finger thrusts.

Noticing that her flower path suddenly tightened, trying to squeeze her legs together, Wei Ziqing quickly withdrew his fingers.

"Hmm..." Yue Niang lifted her head from Wei Ziqing's shoulder, looking at his handsome face, wondering why he had stopped.

Wei Ziqing smiled wickedly, rinsed his fingers in the basin of water, and inserted them again.

He gently rocked and quickly thrust at the entrance of her most sensitive flower, each time touching a small protrusion on her inner wall.

Yue Niang didn't last long before finally beginning to moan. "Ah, ah, young master, I, I feel so uncomfortable..."

"Is it uncomfortable, or comfortable? Shout it out, shout it out, and I'll make you feel completely comfortable. Otherwise, I'll pull out again." Wei Ziqing coaxed her gently.

His pleasant voice echoed in her ears, like the whisper of a demon.

Knowing it was harmful, she was still unable to resist.

"I... feel good, it feels so good there, I really can't take it anymore, something is about to burst out. I don't know, I don't know... ah, oh, ah..." In the end, Yue Niang didn't even know what she wanted to say anymore.

She just felt an unprecedented pleasure gathering and flowing in her lower body. And as Wei Ziqing quickened his pace, it continued to accumulate and expand.

Her rationality gradually dissipated, replaced by the burning instinctive need of her body.

Finally, Wei Ziqing observed that her face was flushed, and she was just moaning and groaning with her eyes closed.

Then, a hot liquid rushed into his fingers.

Her flower path, as if it possessed a life of its own, tightly gripped him, sucking at his fingers, as if enticing him to go deeper.

Waves of rhythmic contractions locking onto his fingers proved that Yue Niang had climaxed.

She had reached her climax.

Wei Ziqing watched Yue Niang slump against his shoulder, like a wounded fawn, her eyes closed, lost in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Her small mouth was open, her warm breath flowing around his ear, seeping into it.

It made him itch from head to toe.

The beast between Wei Ziqing's legs roared again, jumping upwards.

Patiently waiting for her contractions to subside, he withdrew his fingers.

He saw only glistening love fluid flowing out, no trace of semen left.

It was time, he thought.

So he whispered against her red lips, "Little slut, I've given you a good time first. How will you repay me, hmm?"

Yue Niang looked up at him weakly and shamefully, then lowered her head, not daring to speak.

Her alluring and seductive charm fueled Wei Ziqing's desire to possess and ravage her.

He once again inserted his fingers into her flower path, lifting her up like a bag.

Yue Niang stood up naked, guided by his fingers to the front of the loom.

"Lie down on it, I'm going to love you from behind." Wei Ziqing finally pulled out his large, thick penis, looking at the two dimples on Yue Niang's lower back that seemed to speak volumes.

Yue Niang had no choice but to obey him, obediently lying down on the loom, though her legs remained tightly closed.

"Open your legs, use your waist, stick your butt out." Wei Ziqing's fingers teased her flower cave again, more persuasive than his words.

Yue Niang was exhausted, but to reduce the pain, she could only lie down even lower.

Her hands gripped the sides of the loom tightly, her fair and firm round buttocks raised high, making her legs appear even longer and more slender.

Wei Ziqing looked at the wet, glistening vulva before him and sighed with satisfaction.

He brought his penis closer, and Yue Niang felt the burning heat, involuntarily letting out a moan.

Wei Ziqing's penis was large, long, and thick, and he took great care of it.

He had tried almost everything that could enhance a man's virility, from tiger penis to deer blood.

Therefore, he was always a popular figure in the brothel.

The prostitutes both loved and feared him.

They loved his prowess in bed, but they feared that he was too vigorous and they couldn't handle it.

Each time, they would have already climaxed several times, but he could still go on for hundreds more rounds.

Usually, the prostitutes he had been with couldn't get out of bed without resting for two or three days and closing their doors to all other clients.

The reason he didn't stay out all night tonight was because the famous prostitute Xinru, who served him, begged him to stop halfway.

He couldn't find any of the other ordinary beauties to his liking, so he went home with unfulfilled desires.

Wei Ziqing's hot, throbbing, veiny penis pressed against Yue Niang's small opening.

Although his massive member was already raging with desire, Wei Ziqing, a seasoned womanizer, suppressed the urge to thrust in all at once.

Methodically, he held his massive member, slowly rotating the glans, grinding it like ink on a stone, against Yue Niang's secret cave entrance.

He swayed it left and right once, then slid it up and down a couple of times.

Occasionally, the glans would push in a little, then immediately withdraw, circling around the entrance.

Yue Niang, teased like this, uncontrollably overflowed with lustful fluids. It soaked her inner thighs and flowed down her legs to her ankles.

Unlike Wang Da and Tie Niu, who were only eager to pick the fruit and forgot to appreciate the beauty of the blooming flower, Wei Ziqing

suppressed himself, wanting to see how he could transform such a beautiful, chaste virgin as Yue Niang into a slut.

Seeing that he neither went in nor out, Yue Niang didn't know what he wanted.

She was driven to the brink of madness by his torment; it felt as if hundreds of tiny insects were crawling inside her. She began to long for him to enter quickly, to use his penis to dispel the unbearable itch.

"Young Master, I...you...don't do this, hurry. This...it won't do." Yue Niang frowned, tilting her head back, panting heavily.

"Beg me. Yue Niang, is it itchy? Beg me to go in, I'll save you." Wei Ziqing grinned wickedly, one hand reaching around to Yue Niang's chest, gently caressing her erect nipples.

Yue Niang's head tilted back weakly, her slightly open eyes glistening with tears of desire, resting against Wei Ziqing's neck.

Unable to endure this torture-like desire, she deliberately spread her legs wider, raising her buttocks higher. "Young Master, please. Give it to me, I want it. I'm in pain."

"You, what do you want? How are you in pain, hmm? Say it all at once, say it properly, and I'll pamper you." Wei Ziqing didn't allow her to retain any shame, forcing her to express her deepest desires.

His glans, like playing hide-and-seek, scratched at her entrance.

"Ah, ah, I want, I want your cock, come in. Fuck, fuck my hole... ah no, hurry, my hole is so itchy, I want your cock to go in and stop the itch, please, please hurry." Yue Niang spoke intermittently, uttering lewd words she herself couldn't have imagined
.

How could she say such things, yet after saying them, she felt much better. She didn't understand what was wrong with her.

At first, she was coerced and intimidated by those two, so she said these words against her will.

But now, it seemed as if it came from the bottom of her heart, as if she was willing to humiliate herself.

Wei Ziqing smiled triumphantly, and with a forceful thrust, his glans finally entered more than halfway.

Yue Niang gasped, unsure whether it was pleasure or pain.

This thing was enormous; she didn't know how much was inside, only that she felt completely full.

She couldn't help but look back and was startled.

Wei Ziqing's penis was almost as thick as her ankle.

No wonder even the head inside was unbearable.

A large portion was still sticking out, eager to move.

"It's...it's too big. Master, I'm scared," Yue Niang groaned.

"If you're obedient, my big treasure will make you happy. If you're disobedient, it will punish you severely." Wei Ziqing, seeing Yue Niang's fear, was very proud of the size of his penis.

No woman could remain unmoved upon seeing this, let alone Yue Niang.

Wei Ziqing tentatively rocked it a few times inside her, hoping Yue Niang's narrow passage would quickly accept his enormous member.

Feeling Yue Niang's passage instinctively pushing against him, he began to slowly thrust in and out.

"Ah, slower, slower, it's too much, it hurts a little," Yue Niang pleaded, turning back.

A cold smile played on Wei Ziqing's lips. He paused, then said, "Fine, I'll treat you well."

But before he could finish the last word, he thrust the rest of his massive member into Yue Niang's narrow passage as she lowered her guard.

"Ah!—" Yue Niang only managed a single syllable before Wei Ziqing quickly covered her mouth.

"Want everyone to know you're a slut now?" Wei Ziqing cruelly reminded her, increasing the pace of his thrusts.

Yue Niang could only endure the sudden, sharp pain, moaning softly in his palm.

Wei Ziqing slowly released her, instead putting his fingers into her mouth. Yue Niang was overwhelmed

by his massive member, and in her daze, she could only hold his fingers in her mouth,

sucking on them one by one, hoping to ease the pain below.

Wei Ziqing had endured for too long, and now he could no longer bear it. He abandoned any thought of pity for Yue Niang and began thrusting with all his might. The way

she licked and sucked his fingers felt so good, and his massive member was completely inside her narrow passage.

He rubbed and squeezed against the grooves of her inner walls, impacting her incredibly tender and slippery flower.

He penetrated her completely, filling her from head to toe.

Under his skillful thrusting technique, Yue Niang's pain gradually disappeared.

A completely new sensation emanated from her core, spreading to every part of her body.

This was different from his fingers before.

Although she had also enjoyed it to the point of losing herself then, there was still a strange emptiness.

But now, all the emptiness in Yue Niang's body had disappeared.

His glans pressed hard against her core, as if trying to penetrate her flower bud and pull her entirely onto his penis.

Her core released copious amounts of nectar again and again

, moistening her passage and wetting his penis, making their intercourse even smoother.

Wei Ziqing could clearly feel Yue Niang's love juices overflowing with each thrust, her grip tightening more and more intensely.

His massive member fit perfectly inside her.

She clung tightly to him, yet so wet and slippery, welcoming him.

Her little hole, feigning resistance, seemed to swallow and release his desire.

The small room was filled with the squelching sounds and slapping sounds of their union.

There were also the low growls emanating from Wei Ziqing's throat and Yue Niang's suppressed moans.

Yue Niang lay on the loom, completely lost in the manipulation.

Her nipples rubbed repeatedly against the silk threads before her, the smooth touch fueling her lust.

Her eyes were fixed on Wei Ziqing, her mouth still sucking on his finger.

Her gaze was ambiguous, whether enticing him to go deeper or pleading for him to slow down.

"You slut, you whore, if I'd known you were so eager to be fucked, I would have deflowered you long ago. Look at you, your juices have soaked my balls." Wei Ziqing looked at her with a mixture of love and hate, unsure how to express his frustration.

He deliberately smashed the two eggs hard against her vulva, making her realize how lewd she was.

"Quick, moan softly for me, I love to hear your moans, the louder you moan, the harder my cock will be." Wei Ziqing pulled out his finger and licked her ear, saying this.

His tongue darted into her ear, wetly and warmly tracing her delicate earlobe. Stimulated

by him like this, Yue Niang let out a string of lewd words: "Master, your cock is so big, so hard, it's making me... unable to take it, it feels good, but it also feels bad, faster, faster for Yue Niang, faster, just a little bit more, Master, hurry up, fuck
me..."

"Little bitch, I'll do as you please, fuck, fuck you to death!" Wei Ziqing gritted his teeth and growled, all the muscles in his body tensed, his powerful buttocks thrusting, pressing down on Yue Niang's slender waist, and spreading her vulva open with one hand.

He watched clearly as her wet, swollen vulva, its pink flesh exposed, was pulled out and then pulled back in.

That lascivious beauty made his blood rush to his core.

He moved faster, more violently, and Yue Niang's gasps and moans grew increasingly intense.

When her clitoris once again gushed over his massive member, the hot vaginal fluid seemed to flow down his glans, into his shaft, and then spread throughout his body and limbs.

Her vaginal muscles gripped him, sucking at his penis and glans.

Finally, he roared and ejaculated.

The thick, hot semen made Yue Niang's womb feel warm.

In the afterglow of her orgasm, she once again savored the exquisite pleasure of lovemaking.

She moaned, her arms loosening, and she collapsed onto the loom.

Wei Ziqing, too, was deeply immersed in immense pleasure.

He caressed and kneaded her breasts, resting and panting on top of her.

"Moon Maiden, you're so good, so good." Wei Ziqing's breathing had calmed down enough as he rubbed her breasts and praised her.

"It hurts, it's hurting here." Moon Maiden trembled slightly, her feelings of love and hate for the man behind her were mixed.

Her tone was both coquettish and pleading.

Wei Ziqing bit her small ear and said with a grin, "I want you to feel pain, I want you to remember that only I can make you feel pain, and also make you feel good."

Moon Maiden blushed and muttered softly, "Let me go, let me get dressed."

She wanted to urge Wei Ziqing to leave; after several hours of this ordeal, she was exhausted.

After Wei Ziqing left, she wanted to clean her body and lower body, which felt like they had been splashed with water, and then close her eyes and sleep.

Wei Ziqing chuckled, turned her face, but still refused to withdraw from her body.

"You think this is the end? I haven't had enough of you yet." He licked her lips lightly with his tongue.

Yue Niang pleaded, "Young Master, I... I really can't take it anymore. Please, please let me go today."

Hearing this, Wei Ziqing bit her red lips and murmured, "Let you go? Yue Niang, if I hadn't saved you, you'd still be suffering under those two men. Do you think they would have let you go? If you can be so violated by them, why
not give yourself to me?"

Seeing Yue Niang sobbing silently, Wei Ziqing looked into her eyes and said, "Hmph, did I not make you feel like you were flying to heaven? Why are you crying? Why didn't you cry when you were moaning just now?" Yue Niang

dared not look into his eyes, which held both lust and anger, and simply endured her sorrow by not looking at him.

Wei Ziqing angrily pulled out his penis, and a warm liquid overflowed.

He turned her body to face him, pressed her head down, and made her see the wetness between her legs.

He unceremoniously scooped out some of it and held it up to her face, saying, "Look, this is my essence and your lustful fluid. Here's proof of your arousal. Come on, be good, eat it, don't make me angry."

Yue Niang had nowhere to hold onto, so she could only grab his slender waist, right in front of his slightly limp penis.

Even though he had just ejaculated, his size was still astonishingly large.

Yue Niang looked at his glistening fingers and could only bring her lips to lick it clean.

She was afraid of his gaze, even more afraid of his cold tone. Whatever he said, she could only do as he said.

After finally licking it clean, Wei Ziqing pointed to the huge thing in front of him and commanded, "And here too."

Yue Niang hesitated for only a second before Wei Ziqing couldn't resist any longer. He forcefully pressed her head down and placed her lips on his penis.

"Since you can let them lick it, you should serve me better." He looked down at Yue Niang kneeling on the ground and pulled her face towards him.

Yue Niang could only try her best to clean his penis with her tongue, silently swallowing the remaining semen and vaginal fluid.

His penis was too big for her to take in completely. She

could only wipe away the semen little by little with her lips, from top to bottom and then from bottom to top.

Seeing that she still gave in and tried her best to serve him, Wei Ziqing finally closed his eyes, stroking her soft long hair and enjoying her small mouth.

"Concentrate, take the head in, suck it. Like your little cunt, hold it tight, leave all your saliva on it. Your hands, play with those two down there, don't be idle." He said cruelly with his eyes closed.

Yue Niang sighed inwardly, her small hands awkwardly supporting his two hairy, large testicles.

She didn't know what to do, so she could only awkwardly stroke and gently knead them.

Her clumsy movements still made him feel extremely comfortable.

Her small mouth and small hands, her whole body, were kneeling and worshipping his penis, which made him feel particularly satisfied.

His penis swelled and hardened again in her mouth.

Yue Niang tried to spit it out, but Wei Ziqing was faster.

He grabbed her head and began to rotate and thrust his hardened penis in and out of her mouth.

"Be good, and I'll let you go after this," Wei Ziqing said to Yue Niang, a cunning glint in his eyes.

Yue Niang received a promise, saw a glimmer of hope, and could only suckle with all her might.

To make him finish quickly, she even forced herself to swallow his round glans all the way down her throat.

Every time she couldn't bear the nausea, she would gag helplessly, her throat constricting and squeezing.

Wei Ziqing groaned softly in pleasure.

Although Yue Niang was inexperienced, there was a natural, unadulterated lewdness in her inexperience.

This was a lewdness that even the prostitutes outside couldn't match.

It was laughable how naive Yue Niang was; did she really think that this would make him ejaculate quickly?

He had just finished ejaculating, and now he wouldn't be so easily defeated.

He was just dangling a carrot in front of her to make her more obedient.

Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Yue Niang was anxious and didn't know what to do.

Her little tongue pressed against his glans, trembling, trying to penetrate that small opening and lure him to ejaculate.

Wei Ziqing's body shuddered with pleasure, and he opened his eyes to look at Yue Niang.

Seeing that the oil in the lamp was almost gone, and in another hour, it would be dawn, and he would no longer be able to enjoy her.

So he pulled her up, hugged her legs, made her hug his neck, and inserted his wet penis into her body.

Yue Niang tried to raise her buttocks, a position that concentrated her weight on her flower hole, which would only allow him to penetrate deeper.

"Young Master, didn't you say..." she asked cautiously, her nipples rubbing against his firm pectoral muscles.

"Yes, but you haven't made me feel good yet, have you?" Wei Ziqing smiled wickedly, casually picking up a long robe from the side and draping it over Yue Niang's body.

With his penis still inserted in her vagina, he unlatched the door and was about to walk out of the room.

"What...what are you doing, young master? No, no, don't! People will see us!" Yue Niang pushed and shoved him, trying to jump off him.

Wei Ziqing, however, firmly spread her legs, making her unable to move.

"You better behave yourself. I'll take you to my room. Otherwise, if we disturb people, I don't care, but you...it might be different."

Yue Niang was terrified by his words and gave up struggling, pressing her head against his neck and shoulder, afraid to lift it.

She let him carry her out, and, moreover, he carried her out while still

inside her. At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and Wei Ziqing's clothes were still on.

If someone saw him from afar, they would think he was carrying someone's child back.

No one would imagine that beneath that child's loose clothes, there was another world.

As Wei Ziqing walked, he maliciously pressed down on Yue Niang's body, allowing his penis to penetrate her even deeper.

With each step he took, his penis throbbed, pulsated, and rubbed against Yue Niang's vagina.

That fresh, tingling, itchy, and sore sensation began to sprout and rise within Yue Niang's body again.

She truly wished he could reach her room in a single step.

But unfortunately, Wei Ziqing's room was only accessible by traversing a large garden and waterside pavilion in the backyard of the Wei residence.

Every step he took stirred up a turbulent storm within her.

Yue Niang gripped his shoulders tightly and pleaded, "Young Master, please hurry, please walk faster. If this continues... I can't hold back anymore."

"Oh, what can't you hold back?" Wei Ziqing mischievously stopped at a waterside pavilion halfway through the journey, refusing to move.

Yue Niang felt his penis inside her, teasing a certain tender spot, sending waves of intense, empty itching through her.

"Itchy, Young Master, please don't torture me like this," Yue Niang said, wriggling her hips, trying to relieve the agitation herself.

Wei Ziqing held her buttocks down, preventing her from moving, and leaned closer to ask, "Didn't you say you didn't want it? Why are you in such a hurry now?"

"No, ah, no... I want it, young master, please, please take me to your room. Please, please spare me." Yue Niang twisted her waist helplessly, rubbing against him.

Wei Ziqing saw her pretty face flushed, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Her hair brushed against his temples, her nipples rubbed against his chest, and her wet little flower hole kept gripping his penis, it was so arousing to the bone.

Every part of her was seducing him, making him want to fuck her hard, and fuck her again.

"Little slut, since that's how it is, I'll fuck you right here." Wei Ziqing said, lifting her buttocks and thrusting his hips, ignoring everything else.

"No, no, master... here, no, to your room, quick, ahh..." Yue Niang moaned and begged.

If someone saw her like this early in the morning, how could she face anyone afterward?

"One minute you want it, the next you don't. I can't indulge you like this. Yue Niang, if you don't want to be seen, you have to try your best to make me feel better quickly, then I can carry you back to the room." Wei Ziqing ignored her pleas and intensified his licking of her ears
and neck , while using his tongue to tease her nipples.

Stimulated like this, Yue Niang was terrified of being seen, so she could only try to satisfy him.

She clenched her flower path and contracted her vaginal opening again and again.

With his rhythm, she also arched her back and lifted her hips, swaying her small body, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

Finally, with the combined efforts of the two, the huge penis was completely inserted into Yue Niang's secret cave.

Only the two testicles lingered at the entrance, wishing they could squeeze in and enjoy the beauty's tightness.

Under the manipulation of the huge penis, Yue Niang felt wave after wave of unparalleled pleasure.

How could this be? She was already exhausted, yet he was forcing her to endure this intoxicating pleasure.

Yue Niang longed to scream, to release the pent-up groans within her heart into a joyful, passionate cry.

But she dared not; dawn was approaching, and she couldn't be discovered.

She had no choice but to actively seek Wei Ziqing's lips, but he continued to tease her, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding her passionate pursuit.

She extended her pink tongue, licking the stubble on Wei Ziqing's chin, then enveloped his chin with her small mouth, sucking on it as if kissing.

"You little vixen," Wei Ziqing couldn't resist any longer, finally allowing her to slip her tongue into his mouth. The

moment Yue Niang touched his lips, she frantically held his tongue, refusing to let go.

She sucked and drew, releasing the throbbing sensations emanating from her flower-like opening through this kiss.

She also silenced her own screams, burying them deep within her.

Wei Ziqing was entangled with her for a long time before finally breaking free from her pursuit of lips and tongue, taking the initiative.

He twisted his head, changing angles, licking her mouth deeper and deeper. His

nimble tongue, like a snake, slithered and coiled at the intersection of her palate and throat.

Yue Niang's vagina was being fiercely penetrated by him, and her mouth was being invaded by his skillful technique; she had no chance to fight back.

The irresistible climax, the awkwardness of wanting to scream but being unable to.

All of this tormented her until she was drenched in sweat.

She hugged Wei Ziqing's neck, her fingers gripping his neck and back tightly, and she cried out in a muffled voice, "Young Master, Master, Master, you're killing me...you, you're fucking me to death, I'm going to die again. You, you're so bad, fuck me to death, fuck me to death
, don't torture me anymore."

Seeing that she had finally become a real harlot, Wei Ziqing concentrated all his energy and thrust into the depths of her most sensitive flower.

He no longer held back, showering her with pleasure from every angle, allowing her to quickly reach the peak of desire.

"Ugh, ugh, oh..." Yue Niang finally collapsed completely onto him, her arms hanging limply

at her sides. Her entire body was suspended on Wei Ziqing's arms.

Both of them were drenched in sweat, as if they had just taken a shower.

Her pale arms and legs draped clinging to him.

Wei Ziqing saw Yue Niang's head tilted back, her eyes half-closed, her mouth open, breathing heavily like a fish.

He knew she had truly reached her limit, and they couldn't stay here any longer.

Otherwise, he should have put her on the artificial rock and given her a good time; that would have been truly satisfying.

He could only grip her buttocks tightly, his penis still stubbornly pressing against her.

With her vagina occasionally clenching and squeezing, he quickly walked towards his room.

Chapter Two: A Born Slut

He kicked open the door, then turned back and kicked it shut.

He carried Yue Niang inside and laid her down on the round table in the hall.

Pulling out his wet, enormous member, he turned and lit the candles.

Actually, it was already dawn, and there was no need to light candles.

But Wei Ziqing loved her body so much that he wanted to see it more clearly.

This was his private territory; without his permission, even the maids and servants dared not approach.

Because he had previously been so dissolute as to bring prostitutes back to the mansion, and his parents hadn't said much about it,

the notorious young master of the Wei family had even more opportunities to act recklessly.

He was naturally wanton and disliked being restrained, so he simply left his servants at home.

This was for the best; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to find such a beautiful young woman.

Looking at Yue Niang slumped on the table, Wei Ziqing casually poured a cup of tea.

He drank several cups himself, then carried the teapot to the table.

He took a sip of tea and fed it to Yue Niang mouth-to-mouth.

After being fed a few sips, Yue Niang slowly woke up and found herself in an unfamiliar room.

Knowing she hadn't been seen, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Awake? Do you know how lewd you were just now?" Wei Ziqing smiled, taking another sip of tea to feed her.

Yue Niang, seeing herself still naked on the table, tried to get up.

As she turned her head, the water from Wei Ziqing's mouth dripped onto her neck.

"What's the rush? Trying to leave? Yue Niang, have I been too good to you? Do you think you can do whatever you want?" Wei Ziqing pressed her back onto the table, holding her shoulders so she couldn't break free.

"No, I, I just... wanted to..." Yue Niang explained, afraid of angering him.

"Want what? Now that you're mine, you don't need to think about anything. I'll take care of everything." Wei Ziqing stubbornly took a sip of water from the teapot spout, found her lips, and fed her the water.

Yue Niang passively accepted, letting the warm tea in his mouth help her regain her senses.

As Wei Ziqing fed her, he couldn't help but entwine his lips and tongue with hers.

Yue Niang knew this was dangerous, but his strong body was pressing down on her.

She could only close her eyes, letting his lips and tongue ravage her mouth.

Wei Ziqing sensed her indifference, and as if punishing her, he slipped one hand into her secret place, responding to the kisses above.

Yue Niang's legs were sore and tired that she could barely close them, so she could only let his fingers tease her.

Realizing she still had the strength to be aroused, and her vagina was wet from his teasing, she hated her body.

Why, why did this body react to his touch? Wasn't this giving him more reason to debase himself?

Yue Niang mustered her courage and grabbed his hand with one hand, pleading in a low voice, "Young Master, I'm so tired, please don't touch me there anymore. I really can't take it anymore. Young Master, I beg you. I'll do anything you want from now on, just let me go today."

Wei Ziqing's face had already turned cold at her defiance.

Hearing the latter part of her words, he smiled sinisterly.

"Really? You have to keep your word." He said calmly.

"Really, Young Master, how could I dare to lie to you?" Yue Niang thought he had truly let her go and hurriedly swore.

"Alright, if that's how it is, I'll let you off the hook here today." Wei Ziqing deliberately emphasized the word "here," and

sure enough, he withdrew his finger. The naive Yue Niang, however, didn't realize the hidden meaning in his words.

"But—, I don't intend to miss this place." Wei Ziqing grabbed her leg and forcefully pushed it upwards, bending her into a V-shape.

His hand landed on her equally wet anus.

"No, no! That, you can't!" Yue Niang twisted and cried out in alarm. How could she go there?

"Why not? I say it's okay, so it's okay. Don't forget, of all your orifices, only this one is still clean. The others, where haven't they been touched? Who do you want to keep it for?" Wei Ziqing's cold tone made Yue Niang feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave, even in the sweltering
heat .

"No, no…Young Master, it hurts there." She explained incoherently, hoping he would have some pity.

"Don't worry, just like with your vagina, the more you fuck it, the less it will hurt. In fact, it will feel very good." Wei Ziqing smiled frivolously, his fingers beginning to draw circles around her anus, as if trying to smooth out the tiny wrinkles.

"Really, no, young master, please, spare me." Yue Niang felt as if his finger was about to penetrate her anus at any moment, both anxious and ashamed, she continued to plead with tears in her eyes.

"Nonsense." Wei Ziqing ignored her and bent down to insert his index finger.

Yue Niang could only clench her anus tightly to prevent him from going any deeper.

Wei Ziqing's index finger only went in one joint before it could not go any further.

But the tightness and pleasure, even more intense than with her vagina, made him want to explore even more.

"Relax." He commanded, waving his finger.

Yue Niang gritted her teeth and refused to cooperate, instead clenching her buttocks.

Seeing her stubbornness, Wei Ziqing stood up without a word and pressed his huge penis against her anus.

"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences. I was hoping to make you leak some fluid first, so it wouldn't hurt too much. Since you don't appreciate it, I'll just go straight in. Don't blame me if it hurts." He braced himself against Yue Niang's legs, forcefully spreading them apart and lifting them even higher.

Yue Niang could already see her two small feet, swaying and struggling near her ears, but she couldn't shake his grip.

"No, no, no..." she sobbed, unable to imagine how such a huge penis could fit inside. She would die!

Wei Ziqing circled the huge glans around her small anus a few times, realizing it was indeed pitifully small.

If he just rushed in like that, he was afraid his own penis would be chafed raw.

So he picked up the teapot beside him, raised her small anus, and poured some water on it.

The warm water stimulated Yue Niang's little anus, causing it to involuntarily contract and then open again.

Wei Ziqing no longer hesitated, steadied his penis, held his breath, and thrust in.

"Ah!" The two of them exclaimed at the same time.

The sharp, piercing pain was excruciating for Yue Niang. She arched her back, gripping Wei Ziqing's arm tightly, her nails digging into his flesh.

Wei Ziqing, on the other hand, couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. Yue Niang

's anus was several times tighter than her vagina.

He had only inserted a small portion of his glans, yet he

felt as if he were imprisoned. The pleasure was unprecedented.

Although he had tried other women's anuses before, they were all women of the night. Their rears had been enjoyed by countless men, inevitably lacking tightness.

Yue Niang, however, was a virgin, and only fifteen years old, a flower about to bloom.

Her vagina was simply intoxicating.

Even the pain from Yue Niang's nails was overwhelmed by this immense pleasure.

Seeing Yue Niang writhing in pain, her eyes closed, her head shaking and crying out,

Wei Ziqing's heart softened. He leaned down and kissed her lips.

Withdrawing now was impossible.

The moon goddess's little chrysanthemum hole squeezed him tightly, making every pore on his body open up.

That unfamiliar pleasure rose from his toes to every hair.

"Moon goddess, moon goddess, if you don't want it to hurt, relax. It feels so good here, I can't let you go. Relax a little, and it will slowly stop hurting, be good..." Wei Ziqing murmured, guiding her as he licked her lips and tongue.

He temporarily stopped his movements below, no longer penetrating.

The huge glans inside the moon goddess's chrysanthemum hole, even still, brought him a feeling of flying.

The moon goddess cried, her face streaked with tears, her hazy eyes wide as she looked at this hateful man. "It hurts, no more, sir..."

"It really won't hurt in a while, try to relax it, I will be gentle, be good, I will love you." Wei Ziqing suppressed his surging desire and patiently comforted her.

He freed one hand and began to gently tease and rub her flower hole, tenderly rubbing her shy clitoris with his fingertips.

Sure enough, under his teasing fingers, Yue Niang gradually relaxed her anus, and a large amount of lustful fluid flowed out of her secret cave again.

She groaned, whether in pain or pleasure, the fluid flowing from her flower cave to her anus, lubricating Wei Ziqing's penis.

Wei Ziqing lifted her legs to look at her; her anus pitifully opened like a small mouth, slowly contracting and relaxing.

The surrounding folds had already been smoothed by his enormous member.

But she was so tight that when Wei Ziqing withdrew his glans slightly, he saw traces of blood coming from her anus.

Such a large thing entering such a small cave must indeed be very painful.

Wei Ziqing used his fingers to gently smear Yue Niang's love fluid on her anus.

"Yue Niang, bear with it, soon it won't hurt anymore." Wei Ziqing took a deep breath, gripped Yue Niang's waist tightly, and held her legs firmly.

He couldn't hold back any longer; he wanted to open Yue Niang's enchanting passage and immerse himself completely in this intoxicating pleasure.

Under his gentle caresses, Yue Niang gradually loosened the grip of her anus, thinking he wouldn't penetrate any further. Her

breaths were already coming in gasps from his fingers, and now, hearing his words, she was utterly powerless and could only submit to his will.

Wei Ziqing gritted his teeth, his body suddenly sinking.

"Ah, ah, ah, I'm going to die! You, get out!" Yue Niang kicked her legs, but Wei Ziqing gripped her ankles tightly.

That massive thing was already halfway in! Wei Ziqing tilted his head back, letting out a soft, pleasurable moan.

Her resistance was futile. Wei Ziqing squinted, feeling as if his precious member was being drained of its soul by her little anus.

The tender flesh inside enveloped him, sucking him in, as if trying to drain all the blood from his body.

Even so, he accepted it.

That kind of comfort, he would gladly risk his life for.

"Little vixen, darling, baby, I love you to death. Don't move, I'll love you properly, and the pain will subside soon." Wei Ziqing slowly began to thrust, his movements gentle yet penetrating deeper and deeper.

Yue Niang gripped the sides of the table tightly, wishing she could crush something to alleviate her pain.

Her face was flushed, covered in sweat and tears.

Her lips trembled, her eyes wide, and incomplete moans escaped her lips.

She wished she could just die like this; that beast was devouring her body.

She felt as if she had been cleaved in two, her lower body aching so badly it didn't feel like her own anymore.

She had thought that shuttle was already her worst nightmare.

But now it seemed that the beast he kept beneath her was the true destiny that sent her soaring to the heavens only to plunge her into hell.

Oh, he was slowly torturing her, dismembering her, sawing her apart with that long knife.

Yue Niang was trembling all over. Wei Ziqing saw that her ankles were bruised and purple from his grip, and knowing she was powerless to escape, he slowly released her.

Freeing his hands, Wei Ziqing began to rub her nipples and tease her clitoris with his devilish hands.

He wanted her to experience a new desire after the excruciating pain.

That way, she would truly never be able to leave him again.

His penis inside her anus continued its relentless assault.

But his hands were incredibly gentle.

His hands played with her nipples, which became erect again.

His hands teased her vulva, which involuntarily became wet.

The ever-increasing lust, the ever-burning fire of passion, gradually numbed Yue Niang's reason and relieved her pain.

Her vaginal fluids thoroughly soaked her anus and his large penis, and with the lubrication of the blood within, Wei Ziqing's subsequent thrusts no longer caused her excruciating pain.

Hearing Yue Niang's moans gradually transform into low murmurs of desire, Wei Ziqing increased the speed and frequency of his thrusts, drawing every drop of sweetness from her little chrysanthemum.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it? Does it itch? Yue Niang, answer me, does it itch?" While thrusting in her chrysanthemum, Wei Ziqing simultaneously inserted his fingers into her flower path at the same pace.

Through the thin layer of skin, both of Yue Niang's little holes were filled and invaded.

His fingers would occasionally, through that skin, stroke the throbbing penis below.

In Yue Niang's chrysanthemum, the pain began to turn to numbness, then gradually softened.

Finally, it truly transformed into an inexplicable itching.

Just like the shame her little holes had once brought her.

How could this be?

Yue Niang closed her eyes, though waves of pleasure washed over her, they also filled her with shameful doubt about herself.

Was she really a harlot? How could that place, that place, give her such a comfortable feeling?

Wei Ziqing seemed to see right through her, grinning wickedly as he thrust into her while intensifying his plundering of her other parts.

He even bent down, his long tongue sometimes entwining with her small tongue, sometimes landing on her trembling nipples, licking, grinding, and teasing them relentlessly.

Yue Niang could clearly feel her vagina constantly gushing with lustful fluid.

Even her anus was seeping out a large amount of sticky fluid.

Wei Ziqing scooped up a handful of lustful fluid and brought it to her lips.

He used the lustful fluid to carefully outline her perfect lips, evenly smearing it on her small mouth.

Finally, he put his finger into her mouth: "Try it, this is your lustful fluid, it's very sweet."

Yue Niang listened to his aphrodisiac words as if under a spell, her small tongue licking and sucking her own love fluid.

"You're a born slut. Even prostitutes can't compare to you. They don't have as much vaginal fluid as you; they dry up quickly. Unlike you, you say no, but your little hole never stops. You little slut~" Wei Ziqing was
attracted , his lower body thrusting wildly, his upper body pressing against hers, kissing her mouth passionately.

The remaining vaginal fluid in Yue Niang's mouth was thus digested in their intertwined kiss.

The two kissed passionately, his hands constantly exploring her flower path, his penis still pounding wildly in her anus.

Both of their bodies trembled with desire, Yue Niang suddenly sucked his tongue fiercely, her lower body convulsing and contracting uncontrollably, spurting out a stream of hot fluid.

It soaked Wei Ziqing's large hands, but only fueled his desire even higher.

With another climax in Yue Niang's flower path, her anus also began to suck forcefully.

Wei Ziqing could no longer bear this bone-deep pleasure, and forcefully pushed his penis all the way into her intestines.

In a harmonious exchange, he ejaculated hot semen.

When Yue Niang awoke again, it was already late at night.

The bright candlelight in Wei Ziqing's bedroom illuminated the room as if it were daytime.

Yue Niang tried to sit up, but felt weak and sore all over, so she lay back down.

She was alone in the large bedroom.

Wei Ziqing was nowhere to be seen, and Yue Niang felt panicked, not even knowing what time it was.

She knew she should find some clothes and escape quickly, but her legs seemed unable to close.

Let alone leave, even standing up was difficult.

A lingering pain radiated from her vagina and anus.

It reminded her of how wanton she had been, how she had felt ecstatic beneath Wei Ziqing, and Yue Niang's face flushed again.

She struggled to sit up, lifted the thin silk quilt, and examined her body.

Her body was still covered in Wei Ziqing's kisses and the lingering warmth of passion, giving her an alluring pink hue.

The refreshing feeling between her legs made Yue Niang realize that although Wei Ziqing had been relentless in his penetration, he had still carefully cleaned her body.

Even the small blisters on her nipples, he had carefully punctured while she was unconscious and applied burn ointment; they no longer hurt.

Recalling his wild, beast-like side, and now his tenderness,

Yue Niang truly couldn't understand what kind of person this young master was.

The door creaked open, and Wei Ziqing walked in with a beaming smile, seemingly in a very good mood.

Yue Niang quickly curled back up and hid under the silk quilt. Her body was still naked.

"What are you hiding? Is there anywhere on your body that I haven't seen?" Wei Ziqing found it amusing, walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, his large hand reaching under the quilt again to caress her jade-like legs.

"Young Master, what time is it now? Can I leave now? I still have unfinished work to do. Madam will scold me if she finds out." Yue Niang lowered her head more and more as she spoke, feeling waves of sadness washing over her.

She had been so inexplicably taken advantage of.

"No need. Do you know what I did while I was away?" Wei Ziqing lifted her chin, staring at her flushed face.

Yue Niang shook her head, not daring to look back at him.

"I went to my mother and asked her for you." Wei Ziqing said this casually, but to Yue Niang, it was like a thunderbolt.

"What?! Madam... she agreed? She didn't ask why she wanted me in your room?" Yue Niang shook his arm anxiously.

If what Wei Ziqing said was true, it meant that Madam already knew about her shameful affair.

"Of course, that's my mother. What's so difficult about wanting a maid? What reason do I need? My mother understands the reasons better than you do." Wei Ziqing smiled smugly.

"From today onwards, you don't need to go anywhere. Just… serve me well, that's what you should do, understand?" Wei Ziqing continued, seeing Yue Niang's stunned expression.

"I… I want to go back. Young Master, I'm clumsy and unworthy to stay in your room, please let me go." Yue Niang said, mustering her courage.

If she had to face Wei Ziqing every day, she was afraid she would become a different person.

A harlot she didn't know.

Wei Ziqing sneered, "Stupid? No, you're far more agile under me than any woman I know. Whether you're worthy to serve me is for me to decide, not for you. Just stay in this room."

With that, Wei Ziqing stood up and walked to the door, calling to a servant nearby, "Bring it up."

A moment later, a pot of aged Shaoxing wine and a variety of pastries and delicacies were brought in.

Knowing Yue Niang was shy, Wei Ziqing had the food placed in the outer living room.

After the servant left, he personally carried it into the inner room.

"Are you hungry? It's almost midnight. Yue Niang, you've slept all day. Here, let me feed you." Wei Ziqing held a bowl of refreshing lotus leaf porridge, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to Yue Niang's lips.

Yue Niang hurriedly said, "I can do it myself, Young Master, don't trouble yourself."

Seeing her panicked yet indifferent expression, Wei Ziqing brought the spoon close to her lips and said, "Yue Niang, I, Wei Ziqing, have never served a woman before. So, you'd better drink it obediently. Otherwise, you know, I have ways to feed you too."

Yue Niang quickly opened her mouth to eat. She knew Wei Ziqing wasn't joking with her.

Thinking of how he had fed her water mouth-to-mouth that morning, and how she had looked then, Yue Niang felt utterly ashamed.

"Yue Niang, from now on, no one but me can order you around. Isn't that good?" Wei Ziqing said in his pleasant voice as he fed her.

He didn't understand why Yue Niang was still so afraid of him. They had clearly already made love so intimately.

"I... I'm afraid. Young Master, I..." Yue Niang couldn't say it. She didn't know how to say it; she just didn't want to become like she had been that morning.

"Call me Qing," Wei Ziqing interrupted her, then continued, "Yue Niang, now that I want you in my room, it's common knowledge in the Wei household. You don't need to be shy. In fact, you are already my woman, Wei Ziqing's woman. Love between men and women is a natural human desire."
"Something big is happening. Do you think I'm not good enough for you?"

"No... I, I just don't dare to aspire to your level. If the eldest young master wants a woman, the Wei family has many women, all far better than me." Yue Niang's voice grew softer as she looked at Wei Ziqing's increasingly cold gaze.

"Yue Niang, are you afraid of me?" Wei Ziqing looked at the bowl of lotus leaf porridge in his hand, which was almost empty, and put it aside.

He lifted her face, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"Tell me, why don't you want to be with me?" Seeing that she avoided answering, only blushing and remaining silent, Wei Ziqing's lips brushed against hers, drawing the porridge stains from the corner of her mouth into his own. Yue Niang

was startled by his actions and stiffened, finally stammering, "I... I'm afraid of you, like this morning..."

"Do you hate me, Yue Niang?" Wei Ziqing asked again.

Yue Niang nodded and then shook her head: "No... no. I, I just hate myself."

"Why?" Wei Ziqing didn't know what she was thinking.

"I don't want to... I don't want to be like that this morning. I... I hate myself." Yue Niang finally spoke the truth.

Wei Ziqing understood. He smiled, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips lightly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Yue Niang, you're still young and don't understand matters between men and women, I don't blame you. But sooner or later you will understand that it's the most wonderful thing in the world. You don't know how beautiful you are then. Don't worry, from now on, only I can
see your beauty. Hmm?"

Wei Ziqing said, kissing her gently.

It was a kiss unlike any before, incredibly gentle.

Like a spring breeze, like a drizzle, it soothed Yue Niang's disgust with her own desires.

Wei Ziqing patiently licked her lips, his nimble tongue probing into her mouth, enticing her little tongue to entwine with his.

From her little mouth, he tasted the refreshing fragrance of lotus leaf porridge.

Just like her, she was a lotus bud about to bloom.

In her pure shyness, she exuded an innate allure.

His hand moved from her face to her chest.

Through the thin silk quilt, he accurately found her slightly protruding nipples.

He gently caressed the two alluring little bumps through the silk.

Yue Niang hadn't expected that the silk quilt couldn't block his heat.

On the contrary, the smooth and delicate touch of his fingers against the silk made her moan softly.

Wei Ziqing chuckled and gently scratched and teased the two sensitive nipples with his neat, clean little fingernails.

Yue Niang curled up, blushing like a kitten, and lay down on his broad chest.

She clearly felt a sudden gush of hot fluid flowing from her tireless little hole below.

She squeezed her legs together, trying to calm the itch spreading through her body. She

looked timidly at Wei Ziqing, her eyes full of pleading.

Wei Ziqing's large hand slipped under the silk quilt, revealing the spring light hidden beneath.

He felt a sticky, cool dampness between her thighs, then leaned close to her earlobe, nibbling at it as he whispered, "Wet? Getting aroused again?"

Seeing Yue Niang's shy silence, he boldly inserted his middle finger, thrusting and teasing her trembling little flower.

After a whole day of rest, Yue Niang's little hole seemed to have an amazing healing ability; the flower path seemed even tighter.

Wei Ziqing inwardly marveled; this little hole could bring him unparalleled pleasure.

It had already brought his big treasure to heaven, but now it seemed unable to accommodate even a single finger.

She was truly a beauty, a gift from heaven.

Yue Niang stubbornly tried to close her legs, stopping his fingers from ravaging her.

But Wei Ziqing swept his hand away, throwing the cumbersome silk quilt to the corner of the large bed.

Yue Niang let out a soft "Ah," hugging her bare chest.

Wei Ziqing ignored her, gently but persistently prying open her legs until he saw her two pink, moist labia.

He suppressed her slight resistance, leaned down, and knelt between her legs, observing and admiring her closely.

"No... Young Master, don't look like that, I..." Yue Niang turned her head away in embarrassment, yet she was also ashamed to realize that under his burning gaze, she had released another stream of lustful fluid.

Wei Ziqing looked at the wet, glistening vulva before him, still flowing with honeyed nectar.

He was itching with desire, and used his hand to part her labia, revealing the full, alluring slit.

The vulva closed its opening, whether out of fear of the intrusion of a foreign object or to entice him to enter quickly, he couldn't tell.

Wei Ziqing's middle finger gently pressed and kneaded the small, bean-like clitoris a few times.

A seductive moan escaped Yue Niang's lips.

"Moon Maiden, from now on, let me teach you to know yourself, to know this exquisite body of yours." Wei Ziqing said, spreading her legs wider and bringing his face closer.

So close that his hot breath warmly entered Moon Maiden's vagina.

Moon Maiden leaned against the headboard with her eyes closed, her hands already unconsciously gripping the bedposts.

Suddenly, a small, slippery, warm thing entered her secret place.

Moon Maiden was shocked and opened her eyes to see Wei Ziqing's tongue.

He was between her legs, sucking on that shameful place.

"No, no, Young Master, that place...it's so dirty..." Moon Maiden tried to close her legs and push him out.

But Wei Ziqing held her legs firmly, looking up at her and saying, "Yue'er, call me Qing. Be good, I want to hear you call my name. Everything on Yue'er's body is clean. There's so much water in this little hole, water is the cleanest
thing . I'm thirsty, I need you to quench my thirst. Yue'er, feel the wonder within, don't be shy. I will cherish you."

His melodious and deep voice was like an irresistible spell.

Yue Niang tilted her head back, leaning back forcefully, letting him enjoy the sweet spring between her legs.

His tongue rubbed against her opening, gently circling and swirling.

Playfully, he only probed slightly inside before immediately withdrawing. This

made the tingling sensation outside her flower hole accumulate more and more, and the emptiness and loneliness in her passage grew deeper and deeper.

His tongue relentlessly teased every sensitive and tender part of Yue Niang, suddenly coming to her clitoris, licking it a few times and then gently sucking it.

"Ah, no, young master..." Yue Niang finally cried out, shouting passionately.

Noticing the person beneath her teasing her clitoris with their tongue as if punishing her, Yue Niang hurriedly changed her words: "Qing, Qing, no, I, I'm so sad..."

"Tell me, how sad? Yue'er, tell me, it will feel better if you tell me." Wei Ziqing coaxed her gently, without stopping his attack on her flower cave.

"Oh, no. It itches, it itches so badly. I don't know what to do, I want it to stop, but I also want it to go deeper." Yue Niang was helplessly seduced by his tongue. She would do whatever he wanted.

"Very good, Yue'er. It's not difficult, is it? I ask you, now, do you want me to stop, or do you want me to go in? I'll do whatever you say." Wei Ziqing's tongue followed her flower lips, slowly slithering downwards, all the way to
her anus.

At the shy opening of her anus, it quickly rotated and licked.

"Ah, oh, no! Qing, Qing, no, ah, I want you, I want you in, please!" Yue Niang twisted her pink body, raised her little buttocks, and shook her little hole.

How could that deadly tongue lick and suck there?

She couldn't describe the shock, she only knew that her little hole was already overflowing.

The lustful water inside seemed to be scalding her flower path, brazenly reminding her—she needed him to fill that devouring emptiness.

Wei Ziqing lifted her upturned buttocks, his warm yet cool fingers pulling her labia apart.

He looked at the tender, rosy flesh inside, at Yue Niang's lust-crazed face.

Without hesitation, he thrust his tongue fully into her secret place.

He stretched his nimble, slippery tongue as far as possible, exploring, discovering, and plundering. He

touched her up and down, left and right, rubbing in and out.

Amidst Yue Niang's increasingly intense and unrestrained moans, Wei Ziqing felt her passage contract and writhe powerfully. He pushed his tongue even deeper.

A surge of hot liquid rushed onto his tongue, and Wei Ziqing curled his tongue around it, drawing the liquid into his mouth little by little.

Only when Yue Niang's spasms completely stopped did Wei Ziqing reluctantly withdraw his tongue.

His chin, his lips, were covered in her glistening fluids, his mouth filled with her taste.

Watching Yue Niang, as if she had lost her soul, still moaning, lost in the afterglow of her climax...

Her fingers landed on her breasts, kneading her nipples.

Wei Ziqing smiled; this was his little vixen.

Her wanton and seductive side was to be displayed before him without any concealment.

He took off his cumbersome long robe and threw it on the ground.

Even the silk quilt at the corner of the bed was thrown aside.

His penis was already erect.

The fluid overflowing from the tip showed that he had also been holding back.

He didn't want to directly penetrate Yue Niang's body again, so he endured the torment of lust, making it easier for his little slut to accept his large penis.

Yue Niang slightly opened her eyes and saw that big thing looking down at her from above.

The purplish-red body held its head high, veins bulging, and the sticky fluid at the tip seemed about to drip down.

Seeing that she was still a little afraid, Wei Ziqing lifted her chin and kissed her passionately again.

"Eat, this tastes like you. Is it sweet? Is it delicious? I love this taste. It's so pungent and sweet..." Wei Ziqing transferred her remaining fluids to her lips and tongue.

That intoxicating taste, along with his seductive words, quickly shattered Yue Niang's remaining rationality.

"Qing, Qing, enter me, fuck me, I want you..." Yue Niang said, the last shred of clarity in her mind cruelly reminding her—

I am truly a born slut.

A few days later, Yue Niang was alone in Wei Ziqing's room embroidering a pair of mandarin ducks.

It was a task given to her by the madam, to be completed in her spare time, so as not to waste her exquisitely crafted hands.

As Yue Niang embroidered, she thought of the passionate lovemaking with Wei Ziqing these past few days, the nights of passion.

He never let her go, he always found a way to make her submit to his passion.

Yue Niang didn't know whether she loved or hated him.

He had saved her, and he had also dragged her into an even deeper quagmire of desire.

These past few days, besides their intimate moments, he had also shown her care and affection in every detail of their daily lives.

Wei Ziqing's unpredictable nature left Yue Niang wondering whether he loved her body or her as a person.

She also didn't know if, one day, he would tire of her body and cruelly discard her.

At that time, she would be a withered flower, how would she survive?

Yue Niang embroidered with a heavy heart, when suddenly, she pricked her hand with the needle.

She cried out in surprise and saw a small bead of blood appear.

She shook her head in annoyance; it was all Wei Ziqing's fault.

If he hadn't distracted her, how could she have pricked herself on such a simple task?

Just then, Wei Ziqing walked in with a beaming smile. Seeing Yue Niang sitting by the bed embroidering, yet with a slight frown, he suddenly thought of a poem: "A beauty rolls up the beaded curtain, sitting deep within, her brows furrowed. Only tear stains are seen, but who knows whom she resents?"

What was his little beauty so upset about?

Wei Ziqing stepped forward to embrace her, but Yue Niang deliberately turned away from him.

"What's wrong, Yue'er? Are you unhappy? Did you not sleep well last night?" Wei Ziqing hugged her from behind, his stubble-covered chin rubbing against her fair, slender neck, making Yue Niang feel ticklish.

Yue Niang playfully showed him her pricked finger, and without hesitation, Wei Ziqing took her slender finger and sucked on it.

The ticklish sensation and his direct, nakedly adoring gaze made Yue Niang's heart skip a beat.

"What are you doing?" She pulled her finger away, avoiding his gaze, and whispered.

"I feel sorry for you, Yue'er. We can make these things later. Don't worry about my mother, I'm here." Wei Ziqing said, throwing the embroidery far away.

"How can I do that? I have to do what Madam instructed." Yue Niang tried to get up to pick it up, but Wei Ziqing hugged her tightly.

"My mother instructed me to tell you. You must—serve me well. That's what you should do most, hmm?" Wei Ziqing said, kneading the soft, elastic flesh of the woman in his arms.

"It's strange, I can't get enough of you, as if I've never seen a woman before. Yue'er, how come your body is so good? Just like now, even without real sex, I'm already intoxicated." Wei Ziqing's nose sniffed the faint
fragrance , his high nose tip lingering on her neck.

"You're always lying to me. My wife would never say that." Yue Niang giggled, trying to avoid his rubbing, as his stubble tickled her.

"Really, Yue'er. My mother said that I haven't gone out to fool around these days, nor have I stayed out all night at brothels. It must be because you've kept me in check. If she had known this, she should have arranged for you to be with me sooner." Wei Ziqing felt especially happy seeing Yue Niang's face
flushed with .

But his hands were still inside Yue Niang's clothes, kneading her like dough, showing no sign of stopping.

"What are you doing in broad daylight?" Yue Niang finally managed to straighten her face and face him.

"So what? Who said people can't be intimate during the day?" Wei Ziqing affectionately rubbed his nose against hers, refuting her fallacy.

"It would be so embarrassing if Madam found out, I'd die of shame." Yue Niang's two small hands braced against his chest, her body leaning back to avoid him, yet there was a hint of coy resistance.

"Who would know about the pleasures we share in the room? Besides, even if we don't say anything, who wouldn't guess? Yue'er, you're overthinking it. Why not just listen to your body's dictates? Yue'er, the way you are, the moment I see you, I want you
." Wei Ziqing stared at her pretty face and red lips, his eyes burning with desire again.

"Qing, what if one day you get tired of me, and I..." Yue Niang struggled to break free from his embrace, asking him very seriously.

Wei Ziqing frowned, then pulled her closer, whispering, "You're worrying unnecessarily. Although you can't be my wife, you'll always be my precious treasure. If I only wanted a one-night stand, why would I openly ask you for it? Yue'er, if
you're afraid I'll get tired of you, you should find a way to make me unable to live without you . That's the important thing. Don't even think about anything else.

" "Then... then after you marry, will you leave me aside?" Yue Niang knew her status meant she couldn't be his wife. Yet, her heart still ached terribly.

Her dreams of a loving, harmonious marriage were shattered that night.

And Wei Ziqing before her, whether she loved him or hated him, was the only man she could rely on.

Wei Ziqing's hands were enjoying her firm yet soft breasts.

Hearing her many questions, his hands paused for a moment, then intensified, caressing her smooth, small nipples.

After being scalded that night, she recovered remarkably quickly after a few days of rest, especially given her young age.

Her nipples, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, not only avoided unsightly scars but became even more luscious and alluring.

Unlike most women, the small wrinkles on her nipples were smoothed by the flames.

Now, they looked like a pair of tempting cherries.

"Moon, don't always worry about things you shouldn't be thinking about. You're my little slut, and I'm your man. As long as I'm here, you're here. Also, I have something else to tell you today. I almost forgot to say it because you interrupted me." Wei
Ziqing's hand began to untie the ties of her clothes.

If she hadn't insisted, he would have loved for her to be naked in his bed every day.

Why go through all this trouble of undressing her?

"What is it?" Moon noticed a hint of displeasure in his tone and looked up to ask.

"I'll be going out this month with my father on a timber business trip. It'll probably take ten days to two weeks. During that time, you'll have to take care of yourself. If you need anything, just go to my mother. You're one of my servants, and my mother
likes you. I've already asked her, so she won't make things difficult for you." Wei Ziqing said, untying the sash binding her and tossing it aside.

Yue Niang nodded, unsure whether to be happy or feel a pang of loss.

He was gone, and no one would bother her every day demanding things from her.

But he was gone, and she had no one to talk to.

Since following him, Yue Niang had hardly dared to step out of this room.

She was terrified that her former sisters and aunties would laugh at her and look down on her.

She was even more afraid that those two unknown bandits from that night would see her again.

She didn't know who they were, but she knew they must be from the manor.

If they spoke of what had happened that night behind her back, even if she died, she would die a dishonorable death.

Seeing her forlorn expression, Wei Ziqing's heart warmed. He asked, "What's wrong? Yue'er, are you reluctant to leave me?"

Yue Niang nodded, pressing her naked body against his muscular chest and abdomen for the first time.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. Yue'er, I'm leaving soon. I'm the eldest son in the family. I can play around, but I still have to attend to serious business. I'll miss you terribly when I'm gone. Will you miss me, hmm?" For the first time, Wei Ziqing
felt the little woman in his arms was his lover, not just a doll.

His carefree heart had been silently lost in her during these days, through countless physical encounters.

"Hmm," Yue Niang responded softly, lost in his lover's caresses.

"Don't just say 'hmm.' Tell me, will you miss me?" Wei Ziqing pressed on relentlessly.

"Yes, Qing, I will miss you very much," Yue Niang whispered, burying her head in his neck.

"What do you miss about me? Tell me." Wei Ziqing was moved by her sweet words, his hard member pressing restlessly against Yue Niang's lower abdomen.

"I miss everything about you." Yue Niang knew what he wanted to hear, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

"Then—do you miss it?" Wei Ziqing pressed his hard member against hers, then lifted it up slightly, rubbing it against her legs.

"Yes…" Yue Niang's voice was like a mosquito's hum; he always made her say such embarrassing things.

"Yue'er, then today, love me properly, and love it too. You know, I'm going on a long trip." Wei Ziqing said in a coquettish tone, picking her up and carrying her to the bed.

He had her sit against the headboard, then got on the bed and sat facing her.

He wrapped her long legs around his waist.

Then, without any hesitation, he thrust his huge penis into her vagina.

With their separation imminent, he had neither the patience nor the willpower for any fancy foreplay.

When he returns, he will make this little vixen before him repay him double for everything she owes him.

Yue Niang had gradually adapted to his size, though it hurt a little at first.

But for his sake, she was willing to endure it, and could endure it.

Wei Ziqing held her slender waist, his mouth taking turns caressing her two cherries.

He thrust his powerful hips, beginning to move rhythmically inside her.

"Yue'er, do you love me? Yue'er…" Wei Ziqing's eyes, reddened with lust, burned as he stared at Yue Niang, asking.

Yue Niang wrapped her arms around his neck, her love juices flowing freely as he thrust, moaning softly, "Qing, I love… Yue'er, I love you."

Encouraged by Yue Niang, Wei Ziqing embraced her tightly, his lips covering hers. He

used a passionate kiss to express and vent his love for her.

His tongue entwined tightly around hers, never leaving her mouth.

His penis, too, relentlessly roamed within her tight passage.

The sounds of lovemaking and the mingling of flesh filled the room.

His hand was greedily kneading her breasts.

He brought her nipples together, savoring the cloying pleasure in his hands.

He longed to melt into Yue Niang's body.

Or perhaps, he wished he could crush Yue Niang completely into his own.

That way, they could become one.

That way, wherever they went, he and his little slut could be perfectly integrated, inside and out, from head to toe…

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