The downfall of a female white-collar department head

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Female White-Collar

Worker Author: Licking Feet and Lingering Fragrance Word Count: 36,000

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Because of an economic case, I was dismissed from my position as department head and have been unemployed for more than half a year. My former patron was also brought down in the political movement, and there is little hope of a comeback. I have gradually gotten used to the role of a "stay-at-home dad."

In contrast to me, my wife Shufen is beautiful and always puts on a haughty and arrogant air. In the past two years, she has been doing very well and has become a department manager in the company, in charge of sales in North China. In her early thirties, she looks younger and younger. In order to help her make greater progress, I have settled into the support role.

As soon as the door opened, I knew it was my wife returning. I quickly came out of the kitchen to greet her.

"Shufen, you're back. Please sit down." I quickly made tea and brought it to my wife.

"Hmm." Shufen gave a cold snort through her nose, which was her way of greeting me.

Shufen sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs, and I quickly took her embroidered slippers from the shoe cabinet. I went over, squatted down, and carefully removed her dusty leather shoes and socks from her feet, putting the slippers on her. I then held her shapely calves in my arms and gently massaged them. To please her, I had recently taken a proper massage course. Shufen closed her eyes and peacefully enjoyed my skillful technique, occasionally letting out a satisfied moan.

"What's that smell?" Shufen sniffed and frowned as she asked.

"Oh no, I forgot to turn off the stove." I also smelled the burnt smell. There was still chicken soup simmering in the kitchen. I ran to the kitchen, only to find the chicken soup had long since turned into a black, mushy mess.

After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, I nervously returned to the living room, where my wife was indeed furious.

"Kneel down!" my wife shouted. My knees buckled, and I knelt in the center of the living room, too afraid to move.

"What can you do well? You're forty years old, and you're utterly useless!" My wife started berating me. "I told you not to fire the nanny, and you said you could cook, and cook even better, but you always burn the vegetables or the rice. You were a good department head, but someone found something to use against you and stripped you of your position. The powerful figure you were clinging to also got demoted to a second-tier position. You've been my adopted grandson for over ten years for nothing! During the day you're useless, I can accept it as feeding a dog, but at night you're even weaker than during the day. I just don't know what use you are! What use are you? Tell me, tell me!"

"Crawl over here!" My wife got angrier and angrier, grabbing a feather duster from the side. I knew a good beating was inevitable.

I slowly crawled to my wife's side, lay down at her feet, and waited for her next command. Since I became unemployed, I'd gotten used to listening to my wife and obeying her every word. My

wife stepped on my head, and the feather duster landed randomly on my back and shoulders.

I endured the pain without making a sound. This kind of beating happened almost every day. At first, I wasn't used to it, and neither was my wife. She was hesitant to hit me too hard. But seeing how compliant I was, she got harder and harder, losing all restraint. I wanted to make her happy, so I didn't mind being hit a few times, as long as she didn't divorce me, as long as this house was still my house.

As the number of beatings increased, my experience grew. I discovered that only the first few hits were the hardest to endure. Later, the areas being hit would go numb, and after that, there was a strange pleasure, very comfortable.

Especially when my buttocks were being whipped, I would often moan comfortably. My wife would be surprised and then tease me, so I would try not to make a sound. But she always found my erogenous zones, always making me moan like a woman having an orgasm. So sometimes she called me a pervert.

After a while, my wife got a little tired and excited, so she ordered me to crawl under her skirt and lick her.

My wife was wearing a business suit, the narrow pencil skirt stretched open by her legs, creating a hole. I tried to squeeze my head inside, licking her vulva through her lace panties. Since I returned home after being laid off, I've found myself having trouble getting an erection. After several attempts, it didn't improve, so I was deprived of the right to directly touch my wife's vulva; even licking had to be done through her panties.

I tried to press my tongue all over my wife's delicate vulva, brushing it up and down evenly. Gradually, I felt my wife's vagina writhing, so I thrust my tongue out, licking deeper. Even through her panties, I could feel the change in her clitoris—it was incredibly swollen. I opened my mouth and took it in, sucking hard, hoping it could feel my love.

Playful pubic hairs peeked out from the sides of her panties, poking my nostrils, making me want to sneeze. I quickly pressed my nose against the hollow of my wife's vulva. My wife was probably close to climaxing. Her long legs clamped tightly around my head, and she thrust her hips eagerly. I started to have trouble breathing, but thankfully it passed quickly. A thick stream of vaginal fluid gushed from her vagina, flowing from her panties down her snow-white thighs. I quickly ate it all; it tasted pretty good. To be honest, my wife is the sensitive type, easily aroused and easily satisfied.

After her climax, she kicked me to the ground, stepping on my chest as she walked towards the bathroom. I quickly got up to prepare dinner.

After dinner, my wife, unusually, didn't make me wash the dishes immediately. Instead, she ordered me to sit at her desk, gave me a pen and a stack of paper, and asked me to write her a love letter. I knew she had fallen for a man; she had told me two weeks ago and asked for my opinion. I knew that if I said no, my family would crumble, and I would be ruined, a homeless dog. So, after much thought, I said I would do my best to help my wife win over that man.

The lucky guy was her subordinate, Xiao Wang, a 24-year-old young man. Although I had never met him, I knew a little about him from my wife's description. Xiao Wang was handsome, fit, and unrestrained—a true prince charming. According to my wife, girls from the entire company lined up to have an affair with him. Although my wife still had her charms, she was almost forty. Would Xiao Wang even be interested in her?

"I'll say a sentence, you write it down," my wife said, sitting on the sofa opposite me in her pajamas, sipping her coffee and beginning to pour out her heart. I could only dutifully complete my task.

"My dear Xiao Wang, hello. I'm your department manager, Li Shufen. You can call me Xiao Li, or Shufen, or even Fen, whatever you like. Perhaps it was fate, but the first time I saw you, I fell deeply and uncontrollably in love with you. Do you remember the day you came for the interview? When I looked up and saw you, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. How could God create such a perfect man as you to punish us women? I was speechless, my mouth agape, and I apologize for the dazed look. At that moment, I decided to hire you."

My wife's hands slipped inside her pajamas, caressing her breasts, her eyes half-closed, as she spoke with deep affection. It had been a long time since I'd seen her so tender.

"I deliberately put your office closest to me so I could see you every day. Every move you make draws my attention, every smile and frown makes me lose control. So many times I've wanted to throw myself into your arms and enjoy your caresses, so many times I've touched my body in the bathroom and called your name. Don't laugh at me, but my family life is very unhappy. My husband is a good-for-nothing; he has no skills whatsoever." My wife glared at me fiercely as she said this, and I lowered my head in shame.

"That day in the bathroom, I saw you and Lin Shaoling doing it, and I also secretly saw your penis—it was so magnificent. I was just going to use the restroom, and as soon as I entered, I heard you two come in and lock the door. Lin Shaoling was clearly impatient; she didn't even check if anyone else was there before starting to undress you. I was curious, so I didn't say anything. My dear Xiao Wang, you won't blame me, will you?"

Lin Shaoling is the secretary of my wife's company's female general manager, Wang Lili.

"Lin Shaoling said she was 20, but she's lying to you. She's actually 26. I saw her kneeling at your feet sucking your big penis through the crack, and her face was full of satisfaction. I really envy her. Can you give me a chance? I heard you say you like wild women, and that older women are more fun to play with, so I mustered up the courage to confess my love to you." "

Besides, Lin Shaoling couldn't wait to pull down her pants, shamelessly sticking her butt out high and swaying it back and forth. She's so lewd. I saw your cool expression, a little contemptuous and a little admiring. To be honest, when I saw your expression, my crotch was really wet, all over my skirt. I wish I were the one sticking out my butt waiting for sweet sex. I leaned against the cubicle door, and my hand couldn't help but slip between my legs."

My wife closed her eyes, and as she spoke, she placed her hand on her genitals and slowly rubbed them, her buttocks swaying back and forth.

"When you were teasing Lin Shaoling, that's when you made her bark like a dog—you said she looked like a female dog, and when I looked closely, she really did. Lin Shaoling was on all fours on the bathroom floor, her buttocks raised high, just as you said, only lacking a tail. When you asked her to bark like a dog, she pretended not to. When you touched her vulva, she cried out like she was being electrocuted, but she still wouldn't bark like a dog. I was almost dying of anxiety inside. How happy it is to be able to act like a puppy for the man I love! I had already barked dozens of times in my heart. Did you hear me? Woof woof woof woof!"

My wife simply took off her clothes, spread her legs wide, and inserted her fingers into her vagina, rubbing back and forth, barking like a dog as she did so. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth to her chest. I saw a glistening patch on my wife's nipples.

"Later, you pretended to leave and even fastened your pants. Not only was Lin Shaoling terrified, but that slut wouldn't let go of the meat she'd caught. I was terrified too, almost crying. Lin Shaoling's barking finally kept you there, and you finally inserted your huge penis into her lucky vagina. Do you know how jealous I was at that moment? How much I wished you were penetrating my vagina! Do you know how many tears my vagina shed for you?"

At this point, my wife also experienced an orgasm through her own labor, collapsing weakly on the sofa, panting slightly.

"Tear up what you just wrote." My wife's words shocked me.

"Why? Shufen, I don't mind," I confessed. "I understand your pain. I'd rather you find your own sweet life. As long as you're happy, I can tolerate anything." I thought my wife was being considerate of my presence.

My wife smiled slightly. "Silly boy, what woman writes love letters like that? Won't it scare all the men away? I'm not a born slut. Although I love him, we're too far apart in every way. We're destined to be apart. Just consider these my sexual fantasies. Even though you're a good-for-nothing, you're still my husband. I won't embarrass you too much. Just serve me well."

Hearing my wife's heartfelt words, I gratefully went over and knelt at her feet, gently kissing her plump little feet, and vowed, "For you, I'll do anything!" I didn't tear up the letter and secretly mailed it the next day. Recently,

my wife, Shufen, has become more interested in dressing up, spending a lot of time in front of the mirror every day, and coming home later and later. Her mood fluctuates greatly. She doesn't say why, and I don't dare to ask. I think it's the power of that letter. In any case, as long as I try my best to make her happy and comfortable, that's enough. A stay-at-home husband has no right to interfere with anything else.

It's the weekend, and it's past midnight, but Shufen still hasn't come home. My daughter, Juanjuan, who just got back from private school, is almost asleep on the sofa in the living room, but she keeps murmuring "Mommy, Mommy." Poor thing, she's only 13 and has been boarding at school, only coming home on weekends. It was my wife's idea, saying it's to cultivate her independence. Although I'm a little reluctant, I wholeheartedly agree.

After putting my daughter Juanjuan to sleep, I went downstairs to greet my wife. I had just received a phone call, and she impatiently said she'd be home in half an hour, and that she might be bringing guests home. She told me to greet her at the door, and specifically instructed me to be naked, only wearing a trench coat. I didn't ask why, and silently complied. I thought, perhaps life will change in the future, for better or worse, and I have no choice but to endure it.

I stood at the entrance of the building. Although it's only early autumn, there's a chill in the air, especially since I was only wearing a trench coat, completely naked underneath. My poor little penis was curled up between my legs, like a bean sprout. I tried to stand up straighter, hoping that when Shufen returned, she would see a spirited husband, even though he was useless, he was obedient.

The taxi approached and stopped in front of me. Shufen stepped out, her hair disheveled and clothes rumpled. Her eyes swept over me, but she seemed not to see me. Turning to the car, she said, "See, am I telling the truth?"

A boy got out of the car, handsome and dashing, staring coldly at me. Looking at his handsome face, I was completely stunned. This must be the young man my wife loved so desperately. The boy's eyes were dark and bright, as if they possessed magic, making me feel hot all over. I felt invisible in his eyes, ashamed and inferior, lowering my head, afraid to look up, my heart pounding wildly. The eye contact lasted only a few dozen seconds, but to me it felt like centuries.

My wife dismissed the taxi, came over, and yanked open my trench coat. My pale, bloated, and ugly body was exposed to the boy. I started trembling uncontrollably, wanting to straighten my clothes, but my hands wouldn't move. My wife, Shufen, turned and clung tightly to the boy's arm, writhing like a worm, saying, "Good brother Wang, you see, I told you he would listen to me. Now you believe me, right? My husband won't be an obstacle for us. He's not a man at all. Compared to you, he's just a pile of shit."

The boy finally spoke, revealing his pearly white teeth, which gleamed in the night. He said to me, "Hey, are you really this slut's husband? Listen, I call your wife a slut, and she agrees, doesn't she?" The last part was directed at my wife.

My wife buried her head in the boy's chest, eagerly declaring, "Yes, yes, darling, I'm your most obedient little slut, take me, Brother Wang." I lowered my head and said yes, finding the boy's voice so magnetic, so irresistible.

The boy took a few steps forward, standing very close to me; I could even feel his body heat. My breathing quickened, and my body stiffened. He grabbed my hair, pulling my face upwards; it hurt. I felt his height and strength; he was so strong. I was like a chick, controlled by him, powerless to struggle.

He didn't speak, a wicked smile playing on his lips as he admired my panicked expression. I closed my eyes, afraid to look at him, yet wanting to open them and see him clearly. This conflicting feeling left me unsure what to do, my face flushed red.

A few minutes later, he finally let go. My body went weak, I couldn't stand, and I involuntarily knelt at his feet, hugging his legs, my head resting on his shoes, murmuring, "Please, take my wife. Just bring her happiness, make her not despise me, not despise this family, please."

I actually said such things to my wife's "lover." At that moment, I hated myself.

The boy gently pulled his legs out of my embrace, put his arm around my wife's waist, and went upstairs. My wife jumped up excitedly like a little girl, constantly asking, "Will you take me, Brother Wang? Will you take me, Brother Wang?" She didn't dare to utter a sound until the boy said, "Shut up! You slut!" I

clutched the front of my clothes with one hand, held onto the wall with the other, bent over, and slowly half-walked, half-crawled towards the door behind them. What awaited me?

When I got home, I knelt obediently in the hallway, at a loss.

The boy sat sprawled on the sofa, my wife Shufen kneeling at his feet, her face filled with infatuation. After

Shufen

brought Xiao Wang home that time and made love to him in front of me, she frequently brought him home. Sometimes they did it in front of me, sometimes they did it in Shufen's bedroom. This went on for a long time, and I couldn't resist anymore.

That evening, we were watching TV when she went to take a shower. After she finished, she was wearing the nightgown Xiao Wang had given her. I could clearly see her bra and panties; she looked incredibly sexy. I thought I had to have her today, no matter what.

I went to take a shower too. Before I finished, Xiao Wang came to my house again. After showering, I went into the living room shirtless, wearing only my panties.

I saw Xiao Wang and my wife already intimately embracing and kissing.

I sat down on the single sofa, lit a cigarette, and started smoking. At that moment, Xiao Wang said to my wife, "Honey, let's do it on the sofa today. Let your man see; he's pitiful too. It's much better than him not being able to see anything at all."

Then, my wife voluntarily unbuttoned her nightgown, making it easier for Xiao Wang to touch her breasts.

I saw that her breasts were large, smooth, and elastic.

Xiao Wang's hand slipped inside my wife's bra and rubbed them, causing her nipples to harden. Then Xiao Wang touched her fair thighs, moving to her pubic area. There, a thin thong clung tightly to her mons pubis, and he gently traced the hollow between her two fleshy mounds. Shufen said in a trembling voice, "If you play with me like this, my panties will get wet. How about I take my clothes off first before you play with them?"

Xiao Wang released her, and Shufen stood up from Xiao Wang's arms, taking off her nightgown, bra, and thong one by one. First, her large breasts were revealed, then she pulled down her panties, revealing a round, beautiful bottom. Then, she turned and threw herself into Xiao Wang's arms. At this moment, Shufen's fair and tender body was completely exposed to Xiao Wang and me. Her pubic hair below her abdomen was short and thick. Her labia majora were particularly sexy, clean and hairless, like a snow-white steamed bun split open in the middle.

Xiao Wang kissed her, and I sat on their sofa, stroking my wife's feet. I smelled a faint fragrance; her feet were so fair and soft, especially small and exquisite, and soft and delicate, as if boneless.

At this moment, my wife pulled her feet back and said, "Xiao Jiang, why are you touching my feet?" I said, "Please, we're not divorced yet, Brother Wang, just let me touch my wife."

At this point, they stopped kissing. Xiao Wang said, "As long as you behave and listen to us, we can let you touch us. You'll do whatever we tell you to do." Shu Fen added, "Xiao Jiang, you can kneel down in front of us and beg us."

I hurriedly moved the coffee table aside, knelt down in front of them, and said, "I beg you, Brother Wang, I beg you, let me touch my wife." Xiao Wang said again, "No, you also have to touch me, lick our feet and genitals." I replied, "Yes, I will serve you." They started making love again.

My wife's hand caressed Xiao Wang's chest muscles, and Xiao Wang continued to caress my wife's vulva, arousing her until it was wet. I knelt between my wife's thighs, licking her thighs and Xiao Wang's fingers. At this moment, Xiao Wang became aroused and carried my wife to the bed in the bedroom.

Xiao Wang placed her on the edge of the bed, and Shu Fen consciously spread her two fair and tender legs apart, raised them high, and positioned herself so that her lovely vulva was exposed to Xiao Wang's eyes without any cover.

Xiao Wang said to me, "Xiao Jiang, take off my underwear so I can fuck your wife. I want you to aim my cock at your wife's vagina and insert it." I went up and took off his underwear. He stood naked between my wife's legs. I grasped Xiao Wang's thick, hard penis and inserted it into my wife's moist vagina.

Shu Fen let out a soft moan, her labia tightly gripping Xiao Wang's penis. Xiao Wang didn't immediately thrust, first enjoying the pleasure of his penis being surrounded by Shu Fen's tender flesh.

I hadn't seen my wife for a long time. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a stunning figure. Above her slender waist were two large, white, jade-like breasts. At the end of her long, jade-like legs, a moist, fragrant hole was nestled. I hadn't been close to a woman for a long time either, and facing this alluring body, I felt a strong urge.

I licked the slit in her pubic hair and Xiao Wang's penis with my tongue, feeling that it was already wet. I held Shufen's small feet and stroked them, watching as Xiao Wang's incredibly hard penis thrust straight into my wife's hairy opening.

I heard a soft "squeak" sound from where they were joined. My wife opened her mouth slightly but didn't make a sound.

I witnessed the moving scene of my wife's crystal-clear white body being penetrated by Xiao Wang's thick, hard penis. When he entered, Shufen's labia also sank in, their dark pubic hair blending together. When he pulled out, my wife's labia were turned inside out, revealing the bright red tender flesh.

Shufen's hands gripped the sheets tightly, her face flushed and her eyes wet, her white breasts heaving rapidly, her vagina overflowing with vaginal fluid.

Then I saw Xiao Wang speed up his thrusting for a while, and he also ejaculated with a "plop" sound. When he left my wife's body, her tender white thighs were still twitching, and her expression was one of ecstasy.

They lay on the bed with their legs spread apart. I started licking the semen that Xiao Wang had ejaculated into my wife's vagina. I licked her labia and the area between her thighs. After I cleaned it up, I licked Xiao Wang's penis. His penis was already soft, and it still had my wife's vaginal fluid and his own semen on it.

At this moment, Xiao Wang lay back down on the pillow and said, "Shufen, come up here." He stretched out his hand, and my wife rested her head on his hand.

Xiao Wang lit two cigarettes and gave one to Shufen, saying, "We should take a good rest. Let your man lick our feet." They spread their legs, Xiao Wang's other hand caressing my wife's breasts, while my wife's hand rubbed Xiao Wang's penis.

I knelt before them, rubbing their toes and soles. Shufen put one foot near my mouth and said, "Xiao Jiang, lick it, kiss it." I opened my mouth, and her big toe went into my mouth. My tongue sucked on her toes, and I held her foot tightly, stroking it. I pulled her toes out and licked the sole of her foot with my tongue.

My wife excitedly said, "You wimp, you're licking me so well! Now lick my master's feet too!

" So, I ended up licking her master's feet instead.

Even worse, every time my wife was finished with Xiao Wang at home, she would take it out on me. I'd be forced to kneel all night, whipped, or made to lick her feet all night long. She wouldn't stop until she was thoroughly beaten, scolded, and humiliated.

One afternoon, I was preparing dinner. I'd bought a lot of good food to cook for my wife.

The phone rang.

"Hello?" "It's me. Xiao Wang is coming over for dinner tonight. Buy plenty of good food." "Oh, oh." Two hours later, my wife led Xiao Wang and his friend, Skinny Dog, into my house.

My wife introduced them: "This is Xiao Wang, and this is his good friend, Skinny Dog."

Xiao Wang was short and stout, with a big belly, and shorter than my wife. He was arrogant; after my wife introduced them, he didn't shake my hand, only nodded slightly. Skinny Dog, on the other hand, was tall and thin. Skinny Dog smiled at me too. My wife seemed quite diligent. She quickly invited Xiao Wang and Skinny Dog to sit down. She went into the room and changed into a semi-transparent black nightgown. I noticed that my wife wasn't wearing a bra; the nightgown had an embroidered flower at the chest, partially covering her breasts. She was wearing a small pair of panties. Her entire buttocks were visible.

"Hurry up and cook, Xiao Wang is getting impatient." "Yes, yes, I'm going." I quickly went into the kitchen.

While cooking, I lay in the kitchen and looked into the living room. My wife was sitting between Xiao Wang and Skinny Dog, chatting with them. Xiao Wang reached out and touched my wife's thigh, and my wife kissed Xiao Wang's face affectionately.

Skinny Dog also took the opportunity to touch my wife's large breasts.

"Shufen, did you let that gigolo touch you?" "No, Xiao Wang, I'm doing what you say. It's been weeks since you touched my genitals." Xiao Wang laughed excitedly after hearing this, and reached directly into my wife's genitals, squeezing hard. My wife couldn't help but scream. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I turned around and went back to the kitchen to cook.

I put the dishes on the table, and my wife said to Xiao Wang and Skinny Dog, "Xiao Wang, Skinny Dog, dinner's ready." Xiao Wang, still in front of me, put his arm around my wife and walked to the table, as if they were a loving couple.

At the dinner table, my wife kept putting food into Xiao Wang's mouth. Xiao Wang barely lifted a finger; my wife was the one feeding him.

After the meal, Xiao Wang said to my wife, "We heard you treat your husband very roughly. We'd like to see if you could give us a demonstration."

"Boss, this is too much for him," I said, not daring to speak, only glancing at my wife.

"You slut, weren't you very obedient? Hurry up," my wife said to me. "Kneel down." I was utterly humiliated at that moment, being humiliated by my wife in front of other men. But there was nothing I could do; Xiao Wang was my wife's master!

I had no choice but to kneel down.

"Crawl over here and kowtow to Xiao Wang and Skinny Dog, thanking them for taking care of your wife." My wife led me to Xiao Wang and Skinny Dog, and I kowtowed several times. Xiao Wang was very satisfied.

"Slut, you've trained her well," Xiao Wang said, then turned to me and said, "You freeloader, do you want to see how we train your wife?" Before I could answer... Xiao Wang said to my wife, "You slut, take off all your clothes." "Xiao Wang, no!" "What's wrong? You're shy, you little slut? Hurry up." My wife had no choice but to take off her pajamas and come to Xiao Wang and the skinny dog. Xiao Wang nodded to the skinny dog, who took a basin, placed it on the coffee table, and pulled my wife onto it.

She squatted down, and then began to perform a toileting act for us.

My wife, naked, squatted on the coffee table, straining to urinate. I was kneeling on the ground, completely dumbfounded. My own wife was performing urination in front of two men and me.

Xiao Wang stared at my wife's vulva and shouted, "Start peeing." My wife immediately obediently urinated.

"Stop." Xiao Wang controlled the process of my wife's urination. Upon hearing the command, Xiao Wang immediately stopped urinating and held it in. Xiao Wang laughed loudly.

"Come out again." Upon hearing the command, my wife started urinating again. Xiao Wang stroked my wife's white buttocks, ordering her to urinate intermittently. Finally, she finished urinating. Xiao Wang told the skinny dog to move on to the next activity.

The skinny dog tied my wife's hands together and hung her up, her legs just touching the ground.

Xiao Wang took a ruler and hit my wife's buttocks.

"Ah..." my wife cried out.

"You slut, does it feel good?" "It... feels good, thank you, master." Xiao Wang laughed wildly again and hit her again.

The skinny dog pinched my wife's nipples hard and kissed her mouth, and my wife screamed in pain from time to time. Seeing my beloved wife being tortured like this, my heart ached as if it were bleeding.

Xiao Wang pointed at my wife and said to me, "I will have sex with this woman often from now on. You are not allowed to touch her again, understand? Ha—" He turned to my wife and said, "Have you ever given your husband oral sex?"

My wife shook her head.

"Then eat mine first," he said, shoving his penis in front of my wife. She hesitated for a moment, then took it into her mouth. Xiao Wang began thrusting in and out of her mouth. My wife felt he was about to ejaculate and tried to spit it out, but he was excited and pressed her head down firmly until he ejaculated. Then he said to me, "You really don't know how to play with women. Your wife has already given me oral sex. Look, her mouth is full of my semen. Want to see a performance?"

I looked at my wife lying on the ground, not knowing how to answer.

"Okay, you little slut, is your pussy all wet? Want me to fuck you?" "Yes, Master, please fuck me, I really want it." At this point, my wife had forgotten what shyness was; she just wanted Xiao Wang to fuck her as soon as possible.

"Okay, but if you piss again, you'd better piss like a dog, or I won't fuck you." My wife slowly straightened her right leg, desperately trying to piss, but having just pissed, she couldn't piss anymore. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and started inserting her hand into her vagina, repeatedly crying out, "Please, insert it into me, Master. I'll drink more water next time and perform pissing for you."

Xiao Wang brought over a dildo, and my wife immediately inserted it into her vagina. Xiao Wang looked at my wife and said, "You slut, I'm going to teach you how to be a dog. Okay, you can get up now, I'll fuck you."

My wife immediately pulled out the dildo, raised her buttocks high, and waited for him to penetrate her.

So Xiao Wang slowly inserted his penis into my wife's anus. While he was having sex with her, he saw her small anus and looked up at me, asking, "Have you ever had sex here before?"

"No, she wouldn't." "Oh, then I want to do it, you don't object, right?" My wife was lying on the ground, constantly moving her buttocks back and forth. I didn't know what he was saying to me. At this moment, he put his left thumb into my wife's mouth and made her lick it. Then he directly dug his thumb into her anus. Only then did my wife realize that he was going to insert his penis into her anus. Shocked, she immediately lost her libido, stood up, and said to Xiao Wang, "Xiao Wang, please, not here, I can't take it, it hurts too much, please let me go, I—I'll just perform peeing instead."

Xiao Wang rushed in front of my wife, slapped her twice, and shouted, "Beg me to insert it into you!" My wife looked at me helplessly and slowly knelt down.

"Please let me fuck you!" "Please fuck me." "Call me master." "Please fuck me, master." "Where do you want me to fuck you?" "My asshole." At this moment, Xiao Wang walked behind my wife and inserted his thick and large penis. But his penis was too dry, and my wife felt a tearing pain in her anus. She cried out loudly, "Ah, God, it hurts so much, I can't take it, ahhh!" "Bullshit, it hurts like this after only the head is inserted. It's probably too dry." My wife quickly said, "Yes, yes, let's put some oil on first."

"No need, use your mouth instead." As he spoke, he put his penis to my wife's mouth again. Although she had already given him oral sex and there was still his semen in her mouth, she was still a little shy. But she couldn't care less and took Xiao Wang's penis into her mouth. After a while, he pulled his penis out of my wife's mouth, walked behind her, and my wife knew her moment of agony had arrived. She took a deep breath, then, as if defecating, strained at her anus, spreading her buttocks with both hands, pleading, "This is my first time, Master, please go slower, ah, ah, ah—"

Amidst my wife's cries, he had penetrated her completely to the hilt. Then he said to me, "Is yours hard?" I shook my head with a wry smile, "Then go and have your wife lick it until it's hard." I immediately went to my wife, guided it to her mouth with my hand, and without thinking, she took it in. At this moment, Xiao Wang began thrusting in and out of my wife's anus.

"Ah—" And so, Xiao Wang penetrated all three of my wife's holes.

3

That evening, my wife dressed up again, all dolled up, ready to go out.

"Where are you going?" I mustered my courage and asked her in a low voice. Because I was unemployed and at home, I could only be trembling with fear before my wife.

"You coward, how dare you interfere in my business? Have you got a death wish? Crawl over here, obediently kowtow to me, and apologize!" I struggled with my conscience a few times, then obediently crawled to this slut's crotch, kowtowing and saying sorry. Shufen smiled smugly, squatted down and asked me, "What are you thinking about?"

"I, I, I'm thinking. You... you're playing with me." When I said the word "playing with," my body couldn't help but tremble.

"Hahaha, you're being played with by me?!" Shufen laughed uncontrollably: "Didn't you call me lewd? Wasn't I very shameless? Men, you know, a leopard can't change its spots, no matter what kind of man. How am I playing with you? Tell me!" Shufen's voice suddenly became stern, and she asked in the tone of a subordinate.

"I'm your plaything, please spank me!" *Slap! Slap!* Two powerful slaps landed on my face, the white flesh on her plump arms swaying seductively.

"A man like you, pretending to be so high and mighty, I've disliked you for a long time. You only deserve to lick my feet." Shufen seemed to have an inspiration, extending her raised right foot and bringing it close to my face. Her

white, fleshy foot, each toe painted with a vibrant and alluring color, was well-maintained. The smell of her feet reminded me that I was about to lick the feet of a lowly woman. Like a madwoman, I closed my eyes, desperately struggling internally, but the stench of her feet constantly stimulated my desire. This slut poked my face with her toes, completely defeating my resistance. I obediently opened my mouth, enveloping her toes and sucking hard.

I heard this slut snort coldly and order me, "You've already licked me, are you still shy? Open your eyes and look at me." I opened my eyes with immense shame, looking up at the sexy curves of her legs, only to be met with the slut's contemptuous gaze. Shufen clearly noticed, and cursed, "Coward!" She pulled her foot away and said, "Take off your clothes and crawl around the room ten times like a dog for me to see."

I obediently took off my clothes and crawled around ten times like a dog. In the dim light, Shufen's short clothes and exposed legs below her buttocks gradually made me lose myself. She plopped down on the bed, ordering me to crawl in front of her. She rubbed her fleshy feet against my face, and my subservient demeanor undoubtedly fueled her desires. She lowered her head: "You've always wanted to be played with like this, haven't you? Hmph, I don't believe any man wouldn't kneel at my feet. You're just another dog I play with."

"Yes, I am your plaything, your dog." "No, you're different from my other men, you'll understand. Hmph, I'll make you experience the sorrow of being a woman's plaything. Especially a wanton woman like me, hahaha."

"Yes, you are my master, my queen." I lowered my head amidst her laughter.

"Queen, hahaha, I'm very slutty, I can't live without a man, yet I'm your queen." Shufen wanted to laugh but held back, her tone turning stern: "Come here, lick this clean." She leaned against the headboard, spreading her legs, pointing to her bare, naked underskirt. I obediently crawled over, burying my head between the slut's legs. A strong, complex stench filled the air; I stuck out my tongue to lick. Who knew Shufen couldn't wait any longer? She pushed me down onto my back, pressing her messy, sticky vulva against my face. I tried to lick and suck, and streams of thick fluid slid down my throat.

"This is the Queen's vulva, you'd better lick it clean." I tried to nod or agree, but Shufen pushed me back down with a forceful push of her buttocks.

"You must show reverence for my vulva, because you're my plaything. But I have to tell you, I just had sex with a man at the company. Hahaha—"

So that liquid was semen! I felt utterly humiliated, a strong sense of being played with surged through me. I tried to roll over, but that slut covered my head with her vulva and gripped my grotesquely erect penis tightly.

"What's wrong? Not happy? This is your fate!" Shufen clearly understood men; she stimulated my genitals, forcing me to submit to her lewd power. She released me, freeing my sticky face.

"Your choice: either divorce me, or kneel down and kowtow to me in apology." The erect penis seemed like an evil command, and inhuman humiliation became the reason for obedience.

I obediently crawled off the bed, knelt down, and kowtowed to my wife, apologizing for her incredibly wanton cunt.

"Truly a born slave." The slut looked at me disdainfully. "Now I want you to beg me to lick my filthy genitals." The immense humiliation pushed me deeper and deeper into the abyss.

"Queen, please, let me lick your genitals." "There's a man's stuff in my cunt." "Please, let me lick it." "Lick what? Since you're so despicable, since you're begging me, you should be clear." "Lick your filthy cunt, and... semen," I almost cried as I said it.

"Lick like a dog. Every time I'm finished with someone, you have to lick it clean with your mouth." "Yes." I crawled towards her cunt myself.

"Lick it carefully, because maybe some man will want you to lick me after he's done with me. Hahaha—" Shufen stood up to leave, her slender, tall, sexy body swirling around the lobby before turning back to me. "I'm going to drink with men now, lick their feet, let them play with me, fuck me until I scream and beg for mercy, but all you deserve is to lick my feet, how about that? Humph! Ha—, you coward! When I come back tonight, you'll be kneeling at the door waiting for me to do as I please. I'm going to play with you properly. I'm used to being played with, I have a lot of experience, ha—."

I hadn't quite processed what was happening and forgot to reply. The slut kicked me hard: "Did you hear me!" "Yes, yes," I nodded in a low voice, my tone perfectly matching my despicable state of being naked and exposed on the ground.

It turned out that my wife had been called to the hotel by Xiao Wang to drink with men again tonight. As soon as she entered the private room, she saw Xiao Wang singing, but there were two other men inside, each with a woman in their arms. Each of the women was wearing a two-piece bra with a thin blouse over it. My wife stood frozen at the door, unsure what to do.

"Hey! Hey! Look! Isn't she here?!"

Her lover stopped singing. Then he took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them to the young man who had brought my wife in, saying, "Call in the young man who just served her."

Soon, two young men arrived.

"Bring in more wine and ice to store here."

After the young master made the arrangements, Xiao Wang handed them two 500-yuan bills and said, "We don't want to be disturbed until we pay the bill. The ladies inside will take care of everything."

The young master tactfully closed the door. After the door closed, her lover pulled her to his side, put one arm around her waist, and lifted her chin with the other, saying, "This is my female boss, Ms. Shufen. Now you believe me, right? Come on! Come

on! Come on! You three, take off your blouses! Three thousand each for you two! A bet is a bet!"

He first pointed to the three women in the private room, then gestured to the two men. My wife then vaguely realized that she had become their gambling pawn and tried to shake off Xiao Wang's hand, but he held her even tighter.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Look! She doesn't seem as obedient as you said!" one of the men said.

"Yeah! That lady doesn't seem willing to let you touch her!"

"Exactly! That doesn't count!"

"Yeah! That doesn't count! That doesn't count!" The three women chimed in, each adding their own criticism.

"Fine! Fine! Wait a minute, I'll make you all admit it later!"

Xiao Wang then pulled my wife into the restroom of the private room.

"Who are those two men? Didn't you say we were going to sing karaoke? Why are we in a place like this?..."

Under my wife's apprehensive and questioning gaze, Xiao Wang revealed the whole story...

It turned out the two men were her lover's regular clients. He was boasting to them about his affair with my wife, claiming she was completely devoted to him. But no one present believed him, saying he was just fantasizing. Finally, they made a bet: if he could get my wife to the hotel and prove his claims, each man would lose three thousand yuan, and the hostesses would have to remove their veils. He even provoked three hostesses to agree to do whatever my wife asked, promising to oblige.

After hearing this, my wife asked in surprise and uncertainty, "Then... what... what am I supposed to do?"

"You'll just be a temporary public relations hostess."

"But... I don't know how!"

"Oh dear, but... you... they... I don't... know them... you said it like that... how... how will I... face people afterward..." "

It's better if you don't know them."

"Play? You want them to play me? No!? No! I want to go back!"

My wife turned around and tried to leave, but Xiao Wang grabbed her hand and said, "What? You think you're so noble? When you begged me to play you, why weren't you like this? Don't you like the thrill of exposure? They're just some unrelated people. Do you want me to find some acquaintances to play next time? You'd be more comfortable with that."

He threatened my wife in a threatening tone.

"Besides, we've gotten a bit tired of this kind of thing lately. Don't you want something different and exciting?"

"But...besides my husband, I've only ever been with you...I don't want...them...and...and...I don't...have those...feelings...today...I...I..."

"Okay! Okay! Just cooperate with me, and I promise I won't go too far, okay? Actually, I don't want you to be with them either. I just want you to warm things up and let those hostesses play with them. Besides, they're all younger than you, hey...what are you worried about?!"

My wife knew he was threatening and enticing her, but she couldn't come up with any reason to object. Faced with the embarrassing situation of their affair being exposed, and the possibility of being forced to be played with here, she should avoid these people. But the thought of the word "play" stirred up the masochistic and exposure-seeking desires hidden deep inside her.

(Anyway, it's just spending time with her lover, and I don't know these people, so it should be fine, she comforted herself with this thought. But the thought of the affair being exposed, of having to do something provocative in front of strangers, of being looked down upon and verbally abused... all of this made her heart race, and her flushed cheeks revealed another kind of unconventional, decadent personality of hers. Unlike a virtuous wife, a well-educated, rational woman, she had become a slut, a vulgar, a sex maniac. Deep down, she craved to be despised, insulted, looked down upon, and trampled on at the bottom of society to feel safe.)

After they left the restroom, Xiao Wang asked her to toast the two clients present. At this moment, one of the middle-aged men spoke up.

"Wait... While it's true that you have to accept the loss, you have to make sure we lose fair and square! First of all, isn't she married?

Maybe she's your wife? Even if she isn't, she could be a hostess from another establishment!"

Her lover thought for a moment and then said, "Okay! To prove there's no problem, the stakes need to be raised to five thousand dollars, and the hostess has to take off her bra!"

Actually, five thousand dollars wasn't much to them, and with a hostess accompanying them, the fun outweighed the gambling, so they naturally agreed. However, the hostess had some complaints, but dared not say anything.

So her lover asked my wife to show everyone her ID card and company business card, and then asked one of the hostess to take the business card outside and call my wife's company, pretending to be her former colleague, to verify if what he said was true. Although my wife felt it was inappropriate, she didn't dare to go against Xiao Wang's wishes.

About ten minutes later, the hostess returned to the private room dejectedly and said to my wife's lover, "You're really something!"

Immediately, some women started collecting money, others started undressing, and the room was filled with a sensual atmosphere that reflected on my wife's flushed face. She was so embarrassed that she kept her head down, at a loss for what to do. Her lover then gave each woman a thousand yuan as a reward, encouraging them to undress more willingly. He also handed my wife a thousand yuan

. Just as my wife was bewildered, her lover spoke up: "Take it! Today you're a hostess, so you get the same treatment, but… you have to do the same as them." Hearing this, my wife was dumbfounded. The two men glanced at the three women who were pretending to hide, then turned to stare at my wife with gloating eyes.

Although my wife didn't object, she remained motionless for a long time. Then her lover spoke up again: "Alright! It's your first time today, so you're inexperienced. Let the three of us help you!"

He then had the younger man help my wife take off her suit jacket, the middle-aged man take off her skirt, and he himself removed her bra. After some polite words, the two men began their actions without restraint, while the three women watched this amusing scene with great interest. Somehow, my wife just stood there, completely at their mercy. After they were all done, they discovered my wife was still wearing pantyhose, so they decided to play rock-paper-scissors to have the man do the job. At this point, my wife had become their plaything, and the other three women were happy to be left out, singing to entertain them.

Her

lover deliberately arranged for my wife to sit between the younger and middle-aged men, with the other women interspersed among the men. Now each man had two almost completely naked women beside him, and while they enjoyed their multiple partners, their hands were naturally not idle. At first, the two men didn't dare to openly touch my wife, only touching her intentionally or unintentionally. Later, they started commenting on her and making suggestive remarks.

"How long has your wife been married?" the younger man asked.

"Almost... seven years..."

"Do you have children?"

"One... one..." my wife frowned as she answered.

"Oh my! I didn't realize! She still has such a great figure! Look?"

As he spoke, he deliberately touched my wife's abdomen and thighs a few times. At this moment, the middle-aged man pointed at the younger man and said, "I told you you're inexperienced! How can you call her 'sister-in-law'? You should call her '

younger sister'! She's not the boss's wife, and look at her skin, so delicate, her breasts so firm. You're much older than her."

As he spoke, he also took the opportunity to touch my wife's hands and cupped her breasts. My wife instinctively flinched. Her lover, however, chuckled lewdly, making no attempt to smooth things over. (Actually, the young man was only 25 or 26 years old. Besides, although my wife's skin was nice, her breasts weren't firm; they were papaya-shaped, 33B.)

At this moment, the young man picked up his glass and said he wanted to apologize to my wife.

"I...can't...drink anymore..." my wife answered tremblingly.

"Huh? You only had two drinks just now, didn't you?" the older man said.

"But...if I go home, my...husband...will find out..." my wife answered, deliberately pretending to be afraid of her husband.

At this moment, the middle-aged man and my wife's lover exchanged a glance, and her lover then said, "Okay! You can not drink, but you have to be punished!"

So everyone's eyes were focused on my wife's lover, waiting for him to speak.

"From now on, you'll kneel down and be responsible for pouring drinks for the six of us, and providing table service. Whoever's glass is empty will be punished."

So they started playing a drinking game. Originally, the loser was supposed to take off an item of clothing, but all the women present were only wearing underwear, and the hostess said that the hotel rules prohibited the hostesses from being naked in the establishment, otherwise they would be severely punished. So they agreed that the man who lost would take off an item of clothing, and the woman who lost would have to dance. Of course, the women would receive a tip after dancing. In this lively atmosphere, the more they drank, the more unrestrained everyone's behavior became.

Perhaps because of the generous tips, the girls became increasingly enthusiastic, not only dancing provocatively but also actively throwing themselves at men. Although they couldn't take off their underwear, they didn't forbid men from touching them, and even tacitly allowed them to reach inside their pants.

My wife, to keep up with their drinking, couldn't stay still either, and every time she had to pour drinks, she had to crawl around like a dog, her knees covered in grime. While she was serving these men, they never missed an opportunity to grope her, even taking advantage of the lewd atmosphere. Gradually, she drifted into a state of debauchery, her perverse desires slowly being aroused. In her hazy consciousness, she felt her panties being pulled down to her thighs, and a pair of hands playing with her vulva. Another pair of hands were caressing her breasts, gradually increasing the pressure. Her initial sense of shame was now intertwined with physical pleasure, slowly being replaced.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the young man in front of her wearing only underwear, one of the women's hands rapidly rubbing inside, seemingly about to ejaculate. (It turned out the women didn't want sex or oral sex in the shop). The middle-aged man was squeezing my wife's breasts with both hands and trying to kiss her, while the one playing with her vulva was her lover.

Just as my wife tried to avoid the middle-aged man's predatory kiss, she accidentally knocked over a wine bottle with a "clang."

At this moment, apart from the young man who seemed to have ejaculated and a girl still kissing, everyone else was looking in her direction.

"Damn it! You...you're not happy, are you...no!" her lover slurred.

"No...I didn't mean to..."

With a "slap," he slapped my wife across the face, and even the young man looked over.

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped in to smooth things over, but he didn't know that my wife's lover was looking for an excuse to make trouble.

"It's your good fortune that Chairman Zheng wants to kiss you, what are you so arrogant about!?"

"Apologize now!"

Then her lover turned to the three trembling PR girls and said, "The service attitude of the girls in your shop is so bad, shouldn't they be punished?"

They were completely confused, and seeing my wife sitting there naked, they didn't know how to answer!

"Good! You three provided good service, no penalty! Come on!" He said, handing each of them a 500 yuan red envelope. "Now give us a massage, don't stop until I say stop!"

With such a cushy job, how could they refuse? They quickly positioned themselves and started grabbing. One of them grabbed a handful of tissues, about to wipe the young man's semen.

"No need to wipe! She'll handle it later," the lover said, pointing at my wife.

"You interrupted what Chairman Zheng was about to do, what should you do?"

"Chairman Zheng... I'm sorry... please... please kiss... me..."

The middle-aged man glanced at my wife's lover, hesitant, but seemed serious, and realizing this woman was a bit of a masochist, he hugged my wife from behind, grabbing her breasts, making her tilt her head back and stick her tongue into her mouth, stirring it constantly. He demanded my wife swallow his saliva, then he simply sipped a drink and slowly poured it into my wife's mouth, his hands mercilessly squeezing her breasts. The woman behind Mr. Zheng also obligingly helped him masturbate. A short while later, Mr. Zheng ejaculated on my wife's lower back. At this point, her lover demanded that my wife clean Mr. Zheng's penis with her mouth.

Then, her lover again demanded that my wife clean the young man's penis. So my wife knelt between the young man's legs, trying to suck the nearly dried semen into her mouth and tongue. Because some semen had flowed down his penis to his testicles and anus, my wife even sucked on his testicles and occasionally licked his anus with her tongue. This stimulation made the young man's penis hard again. The young man grabbed my wife's head, forcing her to use her mouth to masturbate his penis, and the sounds of "plop" and "plop" filled the air.

"How does it taste, you slut!" her lover asked gleefully.

"Okay...okay...ooh...eat..."

"Then you should eat properly! I'll feed your lower mouth!"

As he spoke, he lifted his penis and forcefully inserted it into my wife's vagina from behind.

"Ah!..."

At this moment, my wife's upper body made "plop, plop" sounds, while her lower body made "slap!

slap!" sounds of impact. Occasionally, my wife's moans could be heard.

The three female escorts were dumbfounded and at a loss for words at this live sex show .

Soon, her lover ejaculated thick semen into my wife's uterus, but the young man still did not ejaculate. My wife desperately rubbed his penis up and down with her hands and occasionally sucked on it with her mouth, but there was no sign of him ejaculating. So the young man picked up my wife and wanted her to straddle him, but my wife refused. She said, "I'll blow-dry you, okay?"

"Why? You think mine is dirty!"

"No... no!"

"Then why don't you put it in?"

My wife didn't know how to answer him, because in her mind, without penetration, it wasn't sex, and that would be more fair to me. I couldn't understand her logic.

Just as my wife hesitated about how to answer, the young man pressed her down on the sofa, held her legs with both hands, and forcefully penetrated her vagina. My wife was too weak to resist and was also sexually frustrated, so she was "raped.

" "No...don't want it? Now it's inside, isn't it good?" the young man said forcefully.

"Ah...oh...I...I...no...I..."

"You fucking bastard! I'll fuck you, you bitch!"

After thrusting dozens of times, he pulled out his penis, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid, and made my wife lick it. Then he demanded that my wife hold her spread legs and let him fuck her. After thrusting dozens more times, he pulled out his penis, which was covered in fluid, and circled it around my wife's anus, and then used his hand to scoop out the vaginal fluid from her vagina and smear it on her anus. My wife thought he was going to penetrate her anus and was about to resist when his penis was inserted into her vagina again.

At this moment, the young man forcefully pressed my wife's legs towards her head, widening her vulva, and jumped onto the sofa, half-squatting to have sex with her. The young man's penis was long and thin; my wife, having given birth, had a relatively loose vagina. Although each thrust hit my wife's clitoris, the young man felt it wasn't stimulating enough, so he inserted his fingers into my wife's anus, slowly probing and stirring. When my wife realized his intentions, the position prevented her from moving.

"Ah! No...no...don't! Ah!..."

Amidst my wife's cries of surprise, he pulled out his penis, which was covered in vaginal fluid and white semen, and forcefully inserted it into my wife's anus. This was my wife's first time experiencing anal sex; although she had previously inserted objects into her anus for masturbation, they were never very large.

The three hostesses stared in disbelief at the scene, while the other two men cheered. In this atmosphere of shock and depravity, the young man ejaculated into my wife's anus.

At this moment, the entire private room was eerily silent. The three hostesses huddled to one side, utterly terrified. The men went to the restroom to wash and use the toilet. My wife lay sprawled on the sofa, her torn anus streaked with blood, the pleasure completely gone.

When she hurriedly tried to put her clothes on, she found her suit had fallen to the floor and gotten dirty, while her underwear had been demanded by the older and younger men to take home as souvenirs. She didn't care about any of that for the moment, and hailed a taxi to rush home. [ Last edited by Beauty Killer on 2011-1-23 18:01 ]

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