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Chapter Seven, The Strange Delivery
Spring arrived in the blink of an eye. Like other couples on campus, I waited for Lanlan outside her dorm every day, ate with her, went to class together, and left class together. On weekends, we went shopping and to the park together. During long holidays, we went on tours together. Everything was so natural and normal.
Until one day, Lanlan told me she was going to another city for a classmate's art exhibition because one of the paintings was based on her. At the time, I didn't think much of it. Drawing the human figure was commonplace for students in our major. Students often modeled for each other, and sometimes the school would hire nude models for us to paint. This was often the most exciting moment for the boys. Even the most truant boys would run to the classroom just to see the figures and looks of professional models and add to the fun of masturbating back in the dorm.
I didn't think much of it and let Lanlan go. I even went to the station to see her off, watching Lanlan wave goodbye to me among a group of men and women. I thought Lanlan was just going to Nanjing to work as a model, but what happened proved I was too naive.
The art exhibition was in Nanjing, and Lanlan only went for a weekend before returning. I happily went to the train station to pick her up and take her back to school. The high-speed train came to a smooth stop on the platform, and I watched my beloved girlfriend Lanlan jump off the train, skipping and hopping like a little deer to my side. For some reason, I felt Lanlan seemed even more charming and feminine. But smelling the fragrance of Lanlan's hair and hearing her sweet laughter, my heart was captivated. I didn't even have time to appreciate the changes in Lanlan before taking her back to school.
After we got back, Lanlan and I sat on a bench downstairs in the dormitory chatting. Lanlan complained that going to the art exhibition was exhausting, and then said that her classmate had painted her like a fairy, showing me the photos on her phone like a treasure. I took the phone. On the screen was a picture of a flying apsara. In the painting, Lanlan, dressed in a silk fairy robe, floated in the air, her expression ethereal, yet her face flushed slightly. Her long, silky hair, as if she had just emerged from a bath, was damp and shrouded in celestial clouds. Her slender hands held a jade bottle, her figure graceful, her legs crossed, the silk robe just covering her private parts and firm breasts, but revealing a deep cleavage and sexy hip bones. Celestial water flowed from the jade bottle, running over Lanlan's head and down her thighs. Her delicate, jade-like feet were faintly visible in the clouds, a jade anklet adorning her soft, boneless ankle. Celestial clouds flowed over Lanlan's body like water. Seeing this scene, I had to say, we're all art students, but how can there be such a vast difference between people? I admit I could never paint a picture with this kind of artistic conception. Lanlan's brushwork and artistic conception are enough to send him to the highest hall of art.
"Lanlan, this painting is so beautiful." I couldn't help but exclaim
. "Of course! Look who the model is." Lanlan said proudly. "Here, I'll send it to you. Study it carefully." Suddenly, Lanlan looked at her watch and exclaimed, "Oh dear, it's already six o'clock. I'm meeting my cousin Yiting at the movies."
"You just got back and you're going to see a movie? Aren't you going to rest for a bit?" I asked Lanlan as she packed her bag, stood up, and jogged away.
"Yeah, my cousin already bought the tickets. It wouldn't be good to be late, and besides, you wouldn't want to watch those romantic movies." Lanlan's voice drifted back. Yiting, from the Geography Department, was Lanlan's cousin, a senior this year. She looked almost exactly like Lanlan. Hearing that she was going to see a movie with Xiaojuan, I didn't suspect anything. Just then, a delivery company's electric scooter stopped in front of me. "Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to Building 5 of the men's dormitory?" the delivery guy asked, looking at the address on a package. I glanced at the delivery slip and saw that it actually had my name on it. "Hello, no need to look, this package is mine." After saying that, I handed over my ID card.
Sitting in my dorm room, I looked at the package in my hand. The delivery slip had my information written in detail, the handwriting was very delicate, like a girl's handwriting, but the sender's name was very blurry. The sender must have written the name very lightly on the delivery slip. I opened the package, and there was only an SD card inside, nothing else. I opened the box inside and out, but I couldn't find anything. It seemed that the package only contained an SD card. I inserted the SD card into my laptop and opened the file inside. I found a video. When I clicked on the video, my soul trembled, and my penis involuntarily became hard again.
The video had no sound, but judging from the surrounding plaster statues and mannequins, it was recorded in an art studio. A white sheet hung from the ceiling, tilting at a corner, revealing natural folds. Lanlan stood there naked, the bright yellow spotlight illuminating her snow-white body. Shyly under the spotlight, Lanlan didn't conceal her private parts, but instead boldly exposed her firm breasts and genitals to the camera. Lanlan opened her mouth to speak, but there was no sound, so I couldn't hear what she said. Then, a naked boy entered the frame. I recognized him immediately—it was Jianwei, Lanlan's classmate who had participated in the art exhibition. Lanlan had always said Jianwei was handsome. Looking at his physique in the video, he was indeed tall and strong, with well-defined muscles, and his face somewhat resembled Daniel Wu. Jianwei was holding a bundle of hemp rope, the kind of red hemp rope often seen in adult videos. What were they going to do?
I stared in astonishment at what Jianwei was holding. He skillfully spun the red hemp rope across Lanlan's fair, jade-like body, quickly creating a tortoise-shell bondage. The rope wrapped around Lanlan's small, firm breasts, making them even more erect, her small pink nipples standing erect. Another section of rope, arranged in two rows, passed between Lanlan's legs, the rough fibers digging deep into her delicate labia and disappearing at the vaginal opening. After binding her, Jianwei took two more ropes, threaded them through a pulley on the ceiling, and connected them to the knots on Lanlan's back and between her legs. After binding her, Jianwei pulled the other end of the rope, and Lanlan was suspended in mid-air like a prisoner in a movie, her entire weight... The ropes were applied to the base of Lanlan's breasts and the area between her labia. Gravity made Lanlan's breasts appear firmer, while her labia, stretched open by the ropes, caused a small, pink clitoris to be squeezed out and constantly stimulated by the rough fibers of the ropes.
Jianwei took a few steps back, took out a measuring tape, measured the height at which Lanlan was suspended, and adjusted it to create an angle tilted from head to toe. He then fixed the rope under her feet to a nearby water pipe. In this way, Lanlan was firmly suspended in mid-air like pork in a market, yet she still had to endure the lewd torture of the ropes. Jianwei then took out several more ropes and tied Lanlan's arms together, raising them above her head as if she were holding a jade vase. Jianwei bent Lanlan's right leg and used hemp rope to fix her thigh and calf together. He then used the same rope to tie Lanlan's fair ankle to her left thigh, making her small, delicate feet touch his thighs with her toes. Her vaginal opening was wide open due to the binding, and the hemp rope that had just been inside her labia was now exposed. Finally, Jianwei handcuffed a metal anklet with a long, thin chain to Lanlan's left ankle, exactly where the jade anklet was in the painting. The other end of the anklet was fixed to a hanging ring on the other side of the ceiling. In this way, Lanlan was lewdly bound into the shape of a fairy in the flying apsara painting I had seen before.
I thought Jianwei had finished humiliating my Lanlan and was about to start painting, but things weren't as simple as I thought. I saw Jianwei take out a plastic penis—yes, a plastic penis, more than two sizes larger than mine. What was he going to do? I had a bad feeling, but I was powerless to do anything about it. Jianwei quickly answered my question with his actions. After rubbing the plastic penis against Lanlan's vaginal opening for a while, he used the vaginal fluid to forcefully insert the plastic penis all the way into Lanlan's vagina—yes, all the way in! Lanlan in the video immediately opened her mouth and cried out. Although there was no sound, I could still imagine what it felt like to have such a large penis inserted. Lanlan's vagina is naturally tight; if Lanlan and I haven't had sex for three days, it's difficult to penetrate her again. Now, with such a thick thing inserted, you can imagine how Lanlan felt.
After inserting the plastic penis, Jianwei turned on the switch at the back. The plastic penis immediately began to twist inside Lanlan's body. In the video, Lanlan immediately writhed and trembled. Her clitoris, squeezed out by the rope, gleamed with a lustful light. Jianwei even flicked her clitoris with his index finger. Instantly, Lanlan's body trembled violently, and a glistening liquid gushed from Lanlan's wide-open vaginal opening. Lanlan had actually orgasmed from being penetrated by the plastic penis? I was stunned.
Lanlan's climax didn't stop Jianwei from his work. He took out several bottles of milky white liquid. After pausing the video, I examined the liquid closely and discovered that it was actually the artificial semen lubricant often used on actresses in AVs. What was he planning to do? Was he going to humiliate Lanlan like an AV actress? I thought angrily. Jianwei unscrewed the lid of the jar and poured the milky white viscous liquid directly onto Lanlan's body, one jar after another. Soon, Lanlan's entire body was covered in the milky white viscous liquid, as if she had just crawled out of a bathtub full of semen. The milky white viscous liquid slid down Lanlan's beautiful hair, making it difficult to see the original color of her once jet-black hair. Her delicate face was also covered in the milky white liquid. Her small mouth inevitably sucked in some liquid due to pleasure and breathing. At this time, a large amount of milky liquid also flowed from the corners of Lanlan's mouth. The semen went down, covering Lanlan's firm breasts, flat abdomen, thick pubic hair between her legs, open labia and vaginal opening, slender legs, and fair and delicate feet.
Jianwei poured the remaining liquid down from Lanlan's raised hands, and a small part of Lanlan's skin was also coated with the milky white viscous liquid. Jianwei took a few steps back, looked around, picked up a toolbox, and continued to work on the nude model shimmering with a milky-white, erotic glow.
He took out a brush and, like a painter, began brushing the milky-white fluid onto Lanlan's arms, creating the desired flowing patterns. When the brush spread the fluid on Lanlan's face, I saw her pretty face flushed, the same blush as in the painting. As the rough bristles brushed over Lanlan's erect nipples and clitoris, I clearly saw Lanlan cry out. At the same time, streams of clear liquid flowed from the base of the plastic penis protruding from her vagina, washing away the milky-white fluid on Lanlan's outstretched left leg, leaving a trail that perfectly matched the location of the nectar flowing down her thigh in the painting. After finishing applying the milky-white fluid to Lanlan's body, Jianwei took out a comb and gently combed Lanlan's long hair, thoroughly mixing the milky-white fluid with her jet-black hair. Without this erotic "hair gel,"... What a heartwarming scene it was!
Due to the mucus, Lanlan's hair was quickly styled to resemble that of someone who had just emerged from a bath, while the ends of her hair fluttered as if blown by the wind. Jianwei took a hairdryer and fixed the ends of Lanlan's hair into the desired style. Then, he took a white ribbon and draped it over Lanlan's back, neatly covering her erect nipples and genitals, revealing all of her fair and sensual body. The ribbon was quickly soaked with the milky white mucus remaining on her body, leaving two red protrusions on the white ribbon from her erect nipples. Jianwei stepped back a few paces, surveyed his model from a distance, nodded in satisfaction, pushed aside his easel, and began creating "Flying." Chapter Eight: The Shame of the Flight Attendant Wife - Introduction and Bondage Humiliation.
Watching Lanlan in the paused image and "Flying" on my phone, my mind was in turmoil. On one hand, I was angry at Jianwei's almost humiliating method of making Lanlan a nude model; on the other hand, I marveled at Jianwei's exquisite skill in painting. But being a coward when it comes to feelings, I didn't dare confront Lanlan. The matter seemed to have passed, and Lanlan and I remained the same as before. However, Lanlan seemed to have developed two new hobbies lately: wearing various styles of stockings and high heels, and watching late-night movies. That day, I received an assignment from my counselor to go sketching in the countryside of Anhui for two weeks. On the way to the train station with Lanlan, I asked her about wearing high heels. Lanlan said, "Haven't you noticed that high heels accentuate a woman's elegance?"
I looked at her with a knowing smile. Her flesh-colored stockings peeked out from under her light blue dress, shimmering in the early summer sunlight. Her small feet were encased in high heels matching her dress, adding a touch of mature allure to her youthful charm. Indeed, I especially love seeing women in stockings and high heels, especially the kind that don't expose their toes. Luckily, both Lanlan and A-Ling were incredibly beautiful in stockings and high heels. As for late-night movies, I once happened to ask Lanlan's cousin, who was a senior in college, and got a positive answer from Yiting: late-night tickets are cheaper. Indeed, movie tickets that cost tens of yuan only cost a dozen or even a few yuan at night, which is quite tempting for us college students.
The two weeks in the countryside weren't long, but they weren't short either; it was a very remote rural area with no cell phone signal. During those two weeks, I painted while dreaming about my future with Lanlan, believing that everything would pass peacefully until we graduated from college. That night, lying in bed, the images of Lanlan and Aling kept flashing through my mind, one erotic scene after another floating in my head: Lanlan standing in the toilet being penetrated from behind by Dashu and ejaculated inside her, even throwing away her underwear to go shopping with Dashu; oral sex, breast sex, and anal penetration with Aling in the toilet; Lanlan posing nude for a boy in my class named Jianwei, in a provocative pose bound with rope. Recalling these stimulating experiences, I masturbated, my penis, which had been pent up for days. I don't know why, but whenever I thought of Lanlan being pressed against the toilet wall by Dashu, her white, tender buttocks raised, as Dashu forcefully penetrated my vagina with his thick penis, and after enjoying the warm, wet sensation of Lanlan's vagina, ejaculating my milky-white, viscous semen into Lanlan's uterus, my penis would reach an unprecedented hardness. What's wrong with me? Can Lanlan's body being penetrated by another man really excite me this much? And every time I thought about this, I ejaculated very quickly. The word "premature ejaculation" flashed through my mind and was quickly forgotten. After all, I was quite long-lasting when enjoying Ah Ling's sexy body.
A week passed quickly like this. Just when I was worrying about how to spend the second week, good news arrived: the sketching trip ended early. Filled with longing for Lan Lan, I returned to the familiar campus as quickly as possible, but it was already evening, and the sky in Shanghai was overcast. "Sorry. The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable." For some reason, I couldn't get through to Lan Lan. I put away my phone, dragged my suitcase, and headed towards the dormitory, thinking of going to Lan Lan's class to find her after putting my luggage away. But the same package, the same SD card—an unusual visitor disrupted my plans. The second SD card contained only one video, but it wasn't Lanlan's. It featured a beautiful young woman in a flight attendant uniform.
The video appeared to be filmed in a villa; the glimpse of a swimming pool and the exquisite, luxurious decor outside the window highlighted the villa's high value. However, incongruous with this opulence were the various SM items and torture instruments displayed on the walls and in the room: plastic dildos of all sizes, anal plugs, whips, ropes, gags, handcuffs, leg irons, and chains covering the front walls. An "X"-shaped kidnapping device with a lock lay on the floor, and the ceiling was adorned with hanging rings, pulleys, and iron hooks—truly chilling instruments. The camera slowly panned across the woman's body; a name tag pinned to her prominent left breast read "Yu Qiu." "Could she be the woman Da Shu mentioned named Yu Qiu? Yu Qiu was a flight attendant?"
The truth only confused me more. The camera panned back in the video, capturing Yuqiu's entire body. I paused the video and carefully observed this flight attendant named Yuqiu. She wore a dark blue flight attendant uniform, a red belt around her slender waist, and delicate makeup on her pretty face with a professional flight attendant smile. Her hair was pulled back, revealing a long, fair neck adorned with a red and blue patterned scarf. Her high breasts created a deep cleavage through her uniform top. The skirt of her uniform reached above her knees, and her long, beautiful legs were encased in black stockings. A pair of 6-centimeter uniform high heels fit Yuqiu's small feet
... This beautiful young woman named Yuqiu possessed a mature charm different from Lanlan and Aling. Lanlan was youthful and cute with a touch of sexiness, Aling was alluring and seductive, while Yuqiu gave me a mature, seductive, and even slightly provocative feeling.
The person filming the video showcased Yuqiu's curvaceous figure from all angles, even pulling down her collar, revealing Yuqiu's fair cleavage, which was no less impressive than Aling's. "Yuqiu, you bitch, as usual, introduce yourself and tell me about the content of this shoot," the person filming said. The voice was familiar, but it wasn't the voice I initially thought it was from Dashu.
After bowing slightly with standard flight attendant etiquette, Yuqiu said, "Master Anan, I am Yuqiu, a flight attendant from China Eastern Airlines. I am your and Master Dashu's flight attendant slut. Today, Yuqiu flew a round-trip route from Shanghai to Beijing. The content of this video is for Master Anan to check if there is any lack of semen that you and Master Dashu filled Yuqiu's anus this morning, and to hang Yuqiu up as Master Anan's semen sex toy so that Master Anan can fill Yuqiu's body with semen." Yuqiu crossed her hands in front of her lower abdomen and said with a standard flight attendant smile, "Are you married?" The voice of the person filming came from the video again,
"Yes, Yuqiu has just been married for two months." Yuqiu answered in the same tone, but two blushes rose on her face.
"Damn, you're married and still looking for dicks to fuck, how can you be so slutty?" the person filming cursed.
"Because Yuqiu is a slutty and cheap slut, thinking about Master Anan and Master Dashu's dicks every day, wanting the two masters' semen to be poured into Yuqiu's uterus and anus."
"Damn, what's with all this 'uterus' and 'anus'? Why are you using such a literary language!" The person filming was very dissatisfied with Yuqiu's elegant way of referring to her own sexual organs and cursed again.
"Yes, Yuqiu, you bitch, you're wrong. Yuqiu wants your two masters' semen to be poured into your cunt and asshole every day, and then you'll serve passengers on the plane with semen inside you. When you get home at night, I'll let my husband fuck your cunt and asshole, which are fully lubricated by your two masters' semen." Yuqiu hurriedly knelt on the ground and apologized, saying shameless things, but her delicate face was already as red as an apple, buried deep in her chest.
"Won't your husband find out if you go home with semen inside you every day? How about I send this video to your husband?" The person filming didn't seem to have any intention of stopping humiliating Yuqiu and continued to ask
, "Yuqiu, your husband doesn't know that you're fucked in your cunt and asshole by many men every day and they ejaculate inside you. Please, master, don't let your husband know. If he finds out, he'll leave you." Yuqiu knelt on the ground She explained with a hint of grievance, but there seemed to be a hint of excitement in that grievance. "There are such strange people in the world who demand their wives be fucked by different men every day!" Hearing Yuqiu's gentle voice utter such lewd words from her bright red lips, my penis slowly rose.
"Tch, you think you can get away with being a whore? This morning, only Dashu and I fucked you. Did you complete your mission?" The photographer continued relentlessly,
"Yuqiu, you whore, worked as an air hostess on two flights today, selling your pussy twice. Two passengers ejaculated inside your cunt without condoms in the toilet. One customer wanted to pay extra to fuck Yuqiu's asshole, but her asshole was filled with Master Anan and Master Dashu's precious semen, so she didn't agree to his request." Listening to Yuqiu's brief account of her lewd experiences on the plane today, I couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Damn, flight attendants really are prostitutes. They'll fuck you for money. Next time, I'll find a flight attendant to fuck!"
"Didn't that guest give you a hard time? How did you deal with the semen in your cunt?" The person filming continued to press for details.
"Yuqiu, that bitch, knelt on the ground and gave that guest oral sex for free, letting him ejaculate in her mouth as compensation. Then she put the semen in a small bottle and ate it with the fruit during her break." Holy crap, this flight attendant is so slutty, she actually used semen as salad dressing to mix with fruit and eat it. Seeing this, my dick was already at its peak. Although I haven't seen what Yuqiu's body looks like yet, the lewd words flowing from her sexy red lips and the two weeks of abstinence in the countryside made me unable to resist. I looked back at the empty dormitory. Hmm, the eldest brother Chen Wei went to play basketball. He usually reads porn and masturbates in bed every night. The second brother, Fatty Li Kang, is also the person I hate the most. He smells bad and hasn't showered for a month. He's probably gone to the internet cafe to download porn again. The third brother, Kong Lin, is a typical small Shanghai man. He never gets an extra bottle of hot water. None of these people are here. Perfect, time to start masturbating. I deftly unzipped my pants, pulled out my half-erect penis, and continued playing the paused video, slowly stroking it.
After Yuqiu finished speaking, she reached out her fair, jade-like hands and began to undo her flight attendant uniform. As the dark blue uniform pieces left her body, the sight before me made my eyes widen. My penis swelled to its peak. Yuqiu's tall, jade-like body was bare of underwear, or rather, she wore specially made underwear. A complete set of turtle-shell bondage divided Yuqiu's body into alluring shapes of varying sizes. Black hemp rope passed through Yuqiu's cleavage, tightly binding her firm breasts, her engorged, deep red nipples like two... Her breasts, as red as dates, stood erect
, each a finger joint long. A hemp rope extended downwards from the base of her breasts, tracing her slightly protruding belly before disappearing into the black pubic hair between her legs. A pair of open-crotch black stockings encased her long, beautiful legs. A scarf around her neck, her hair styled in a bun, high heels on her feet, and the black hemp rope wrapped around her skin gave Yuqiu a seductive, uniform-like allure. Staring at Yuqiu's slightly bulging belly, I recalled what she had said earlier, "Could it be that Yuqiu's anus was really filled with semen, and then she flew between Beijing and Shanghai with that belly full of semen?" A surge of heat rose from my heart and rushed to my head. My penis twitched, and clear liquid secreted from
its urethral opening. Yuqiu took off her clothes, turned, and walked to the wall. She picked up a pair of handcuffs, a pair of leg irons, and a metal gag with a headband. Yuqiu put the gag in her mouth, extending her small, bright red tongue from the gag. Two black leather straps wrapped around Yuqiu's alluring face and fastened together behind her head, which was styled in a flight attendant bun. After handcuffing her left wrist, she picked up the chain suspended in mid-air, connected to the ceiling's pulley mechanism, and fastened it to the knot of the turtle-shell binding behind her waist. She then handcuffed her right wrist and finally leg irons onto the black-clad woman. After finishing all this work on her delicate ankles clad in black stockings
, Yuqiu turned around and said to the photographer, "Yuqiu the bitch is ready. Please, Master Anan, check the semen in Yuqiu the bitch's asshole." After saying that, she bent her beautiful legs clad in black stockings, supported herself on her elbows which were cuffed together, and knelt on the ground. Her lower abdomen, which was full of semen, and her breasts, which were bound by hemp rope, appeared even more swollen and firm because she was kneeling on the ground. A pink plastic handle protruded from her deep red anus, which was stretched open. It was obvious that what was exposed between her legs was the anal plug that blocked the thick, milky white semen. A few drops of crystal-clear saliva were slowly dripping from her small mouth, which was stretched open by a metal gag.

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