Investigating the Godfather of Lingerie

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"Sister Zhang, the failure of this investigation wasn't Sister Li's fault. That lecherous old Italian man, under the guise of accepting an exclusive interview with our magazine, actually demanded that Sister Bai and I strip naked for an audition! He calls himself the godfather of women's lingerie in the international fashion world, yet he has absolutely no respect for women! We'd rather not do such an investigation."
In a high-end office building in the bustling commercial district of X city, a magazine office, decorated with fashionable and vibrant elements, displayed a prominent sign reading "Goddess Fashion." Inside the general manager's office, three beautiful women of varying ages were energetically discussing something, keeping their voices low due to the sensitive nature of the matter.
The woman in the office, a still elegant short-haired beauty in her early forties, was Zhang Yuexian, the magazine's CEO, known in the industry as Sister Zhang. Those jealous of her beauty and success secretly called her "Widow Zhang" because her husband had died in a car accident eight years ago. Zhang Yuexian raised two children alone, and together with her younger sister, she worked tirelessly to build a fashion magazine. The hardships she endured are unimaginable. Fortunately, she is now successful; "Goddess Fashion" has become a well-known women's fashion magazine brand in the Asia-Pacific region.
The first person to comment is a charming 25-year-old woman, possessing both youthful sweetness and mature womanly grace. While her personality is a bit strong, she is the kind of beautiful woman who always draws attention wherever she goes. She is precisely... Su Xiaolin, a star columnist for "Goddess Fashion," is a well-known and popular female reporter. Although only twenty-five years old this year, Su Xiaolin, who studied abroad, is already a seasoned veteran, and her investigative photos have won major awards overseas. Besides the fashion industry, she has also investigated refugee camps in South Africa, slums in Brazil, and underground boxing rings in Thailand.
Whether it was the hypnotic effect of Castor's words, or the bewildering atmosphere of the luxurious and opulent room, it's unclear. Or perhaps a dark, unspeakable desire lurked deep within her heart. Su Xiaolin forgot her original purpose for investigation and, half-asleep, picked up the "black sadomasochistic" leather lingerie.
Su Xiaolin's grandfather was a Chinese man who ventured to Northeast China, and her grandmother was a beautiful White Russian woman seeking refuge. With one-quarter White Russian ancestry, Su Xiaolin possessed a pair of captivating, luminous blue eyes, her emerald pupils a dreamlike, indescribable allure. Her innate beauty was captivating, and her long, black hair radiated a mesmerizing charm. Her radiant beauty, especially her snow-white skin and curvaceous figure, was enough to drive any man wild.
Because she frequently traveled the world, her well-trained physique was free of any excess fat. Her naturally large F-cup breasts, a rarity among East Asians, were a trait inherited from her White Russian grandmother, and her plump, round bottom was pert and shapely. The petite East Asian woman's figure was remarkably slender and graceful, her legs long and shapely, her hips firm and slender. Two years ago, Su Xiaolin and her colleague Wang Xiaoqiang, ten years her senior, married despite strong opposition from both sets of parents. This man was a freelance journalist who traveled the world, working in Iraq with the tenacity of a cockroach, and hadn't returned home for over half a year. Fortunately, Su Xiaolin was also very busy, otherwise, the loneliness in her room would have been unbearable.
Su Xiaolin wasn't a conservative woman, but she had a rather strong sense of right and wrong. Many men thought she was very open-minded because she was mixed-race and had studied abroad, but their opinions were often met with rejection. Naturally, she couldn't fully accept Castor's avant-garde ideas, but at least she accepted this man, though his hair was gray, who still held onto his views... The robust physique and youthful spirit of the elderly woman dispelled the most beautiful malice. Gradually, her sense of importance and defensiveness also dissipated.
Another beautiful woman in her thirties with red-rimmed eyes and curly hair was Zhang Yuexian's cousin, Bai Sujie. She was the editor-in-chief of "Goddess Fashion" and one of the victims of this humiliation. For a married woman who had been married for six years and had not yet had children, such humiliation was truly difficult to speak of. She was deeply ashamed and resentful. Zhang Yuexian rubbed her eyelids wearily, her eyes filled with worry. This interview opportunity was invaluable. Although Castor was an eccentric and flamboyant old man, he was also a renowned and brilliant master. To be able to interview him in the international fashion world was an exceptionally honorable thing. On the contrary, if she offended him, and he held a grudge and acted maliciously, the magazine would have a lot of trouble in the future.
?岵谎牛枭滔吕矗招×照昭肭椴豢系卦诘谑焱砩锨叭タㄋ继叵麻降南6倬频杲卸兰易ǚ谩n嗽し劳蛞唬乇鹪谑痔岚刻け噶艘恢缥泶礁啰庵中⌒蜕璞付杂谏呛苡行в缟弦幌伦愎販孟醮竽暌购禾稍诘厝狭塔胩锻劾帷?br /> “Excuse me, Miss, we are Mr. Castor’s private bodyguards. For his safety, anyone who wants to be alone with him must be checked. Also, no recording or filming is allowed during the check.”
Explaining this in standard English, one of the Black men pulled out a round metal detector and scanned Su Xiaolin from head to toe, while the other demanded that she hand over her inspection equipment and handbag for inspection.
“Hey, am I interviewing the President of the United States? Mr. Caster’s rules are really strict.”
Su Xiaolin thought sarcastically in Chinese, clearly annoyed. The black bodyguard, surprisingly, understood Chinese and shrugged with a wry smile, indicating he was just an employee and couldn’t help himself. Su Xiaolin’s equipment and the lip balm spray in her handbag were still confiscated. The bodyguard humbly emphasized that she couldn’t bring anything in except for pens and paper.
Finally, after being allowed into the presidential suite, Su Xiaolin, who had been mentally prepared, was still taken aback! The suite, decorated in a glittering gold, was as luxurious as a small palace. Even more extravagant was the fact that the luxurious carpet was covered with young female models wearing various styles of women’s lingerie—white, black, and Asian. An elderly white man with white hair sat among them, deep in thought.
“This style won’t do…that style is outdated…this year’s creativity, creativity…”
?ㄋ继胤⒚魉招×蘸螅，馕幌菽蜕谇橛帐醯陌综殴庾派碜诱酒鹄葱φ溃骸芭叮，業墓灞γ，阒沼诶戳恕？矗，擞幽愕牟爵茫，?叶阅憧墒峭耆钩艇嗉叮俊?br /> In the presidential suite, filled with an atmosphere of luxury and ostentation, Castor, revered as the godfather of lingerie in the international fashion world, sat naked on the sofa, accepting Su Xiaolin's interview. Two teenage models, one with dark skin and the other with rosy lips, leaned against his strong thighs like little birds, while female models wearing only various lingerie casually placed materials and tea in front of Su Xiaolin, their movements and expressions utterly natural.
In this bizarre situation, the fashion reporter, married for two years, felt somewhat embarrassed and shy. Although she had encountered all sorts of people and things in her previous interviews, she had never experienced anything like this. Here, she had a strange feeling—that it was abnormal for her to tightly conceal her figure in a business suit, while the Italian lingerie godfather, naked and being interviewed, and the female models beside him wearing only lingerie, were the norm. "Of course." With a wry smile, Su Xiaolin guessed that after being separated from her husband for the past six months due to work, she was probably truly sexually frustrated, which explained why she was having such strange thoughts.
Having studied abroad and traveled extensively, Su Xiaolin's experience far surpassed that of the average domestic woman. Suppressing the burning desire within her, she engaged in conversation with Castor in fluent English, occasionally throwing in an Italian joke that made the old man burst into laughter. To her surprise, Castor could speak fluent Chinese from time to time, and unlike many Westerners, he had a deep understanding of Chinese culture.
After talking for a while, Su Xiaolin finally gained a deeper understanding of this seemingly lecherous old man. He was the kind of avant-garde genius who incorporated sex and desire into his artistic creations. If it weren't for the fact that it was the 21st century, he would probably be considered a madman with insane sexual desires and thrown into a mental hospital, instead of becoming a fashion icon.
"Perhaps you've misunderstood. Mr. Caster is a genius in the international fashion world, a prestigious master of women's lingerie design, and the recognized godfather of lingerie. Of course, I've also heard that his words and actions are famous in the fashion world for being avant-garde and eccentric. It's a rare treat that he brought his own private team of models to visit X City this time. To give up this interview would be truly..."
As he spoke, Caster shifted the topic to Su Xiaolin's private life. The beautiful new wife, a female reporter, blushed slightly and retorted, "Mr. Caster, don't you think this question invades my privacy? I heard you traveled extensively in your youth. How would you feel if someone asked your wife if she was lonely in her bedroom?"
"Oh, that's an easy question to answer. My wife has many lovers; she's not lonely at all."
The reporter then handed Su Xiaolin a set of photo albums. Opening the album, Su Xiaolin was greeted by a collection of lingerie photos of a blonde, blue-eyed Italian model. The thick album compiled the beautiful life of a woman sixteen years her senior, from her youthful days to her golden forties. Alongside this blonde beauty were many handsome men and beautiful women from various countries, all seemingly having unusual relationships with her.
"This is my wife, Mina. You must have heard of her, right? She's still a top model in the fashion world."
With a teasing tone, Castor introduced the time and location of each photo to Su Xiaolin, laughing, "In my opinion, beautiful women are born with a precious asset. If they don't enjoy life, this asset will continue to depreciate with age. So I don't mind my wife sleeping with other men for sexual satisfaction. Most of the men and women in this album are her lovers. Of course, I also often have sex with other beautiful women. Don't underestimate me now that I'm old; my stamina and skills can definitely satisfy any woman!" In the international fashion world (Is Mina, the Italian model queen whose fame has lasted for ten years, a bisexual seductress?), Su Xiaolin was taken aback. She wondered what kind of sensation this would cause if she wrote about it in a magazine. However, perhaps for those in the know within the industry, this was already a well-known secret. Listening to Castor's words, Su Xiaolin continued flipping through the photo albums, but when she opened a black-covered album, her slender, fair hand suddenly stopped as if electrocuted. In this photo album, besides Mina, there are
many other internationally renowned supermodels wearing incredibly sexy lingerie, entangled in wild sexual acts with Castor and other men. Some of these models are relatively new to the industry, all appearing wildly engrossed in their sexual revelry. Besides various positions of oral sex, intercourse, and more, there are also depictions of sadomasochistic games.
"Many of the beauties in these photos have husbands and lovers, and sometimes I invite them to join in the fun. The clothes they wear are all my own designs, some even pre-ordered items not for sale, like this leather lingerie."
?ㄋ继夭患辈宦厮底牛排ê褚獯竽暌估谝舻挠⒂锵翊咔榧涟闳盟招×樟成虾煸握笳蟆8趴ㄋ继氐幕吧招×湛醇惶状?排鞍栏械哪谝拢饧谍碌母袷剿竫暌The garment, consisting of several black leather straps, barely concealed the woman's underwear, which was so narrow it resembled a chastity belt. This was
unlike the queen outfits or slave costumes commonly seen in SM games . This leather lingerie has a retro European medieval feel and a touch of sensuality. The person wearing this lingerie in the photo is model Mina, at the mature age of thirty. Her voluptuous body is tightly confined within this small leather lingerie, blending with six handsome, muscular men, their lips, genitals, and other physical features intertwined. At 8 PM that evening, when Su Xiaolin, dressed in a pink business suit, arrived at the Hilton Hotel in the bustling city center, her personal advisor, Castor, who was already waiting in the lobby, meticulously escorted her to the presidential suite he had booked. When he led her there, two black men in black suits expressionlessly blocked their way.
"This lingerie is called 'Black Sadomasochistic Love,' a birthday gift I gave to my wife. Miss Su, the first day I saw you, I thought your figure and physique were very similar to my wife's when she was young. To thank you for your visit today, I prepared a gift for you, hoping you'd like to try it on now. Only women I've set my sights on have this opportunity, okay?"
Like a devil's temptation, Castor patted his hand, and a young model with a slender figure brought out a round plate. On the plate was a "Black Sadomasochistic Love" lingerie. Su Xiaolin hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched the black leather lingerie that shone with a bewitching luster, a feeling of... An indescribable sense of turmoil exploded within her and continued to spread. Looking at the hesitant, beautiful female reporter, Castor smiled elegantly and said, “Miss Su, beautiful lingerie is a woman’s weapon to flaunt her wealth, but only women with real assets can unleash its power. Many women have thrown themselves at me for my wealth and fame, but unfortunately, I am only interested in the women I choose. Wear it; I can tell you’re an adventurous girl. There are many pleasures in this world you don’t know about, and I will take you to experience them one by one.”

"Miss Su, you're so young to be married like this? I heard your husband is also a reporter, so you probably haven't spent much time together, have you? For a young woman your age, this must be incredibly difficult to endure, right?"

At this moment, the two cute young models nestled beside Castor revealed mischievous little devil smiles and came to Su Xiaolin's side to help her undress. Su Xiaolin quickly realized that she wasn't the weak and docile type. Because she frequently traveled around for research, she was quite strong and even knew some self-defense skills. Once, during a research trip in Japan, she encountered a thug on the subway who tried to molest her, and she beat him up until he ran away with his head in his hands. Right now, it seemed that she could easily get rid of these two girls.
?墒牵招×杖疵挥薪拐饬礁龃哦褡肚缧θ莸拿郎倥鸺诧ケ旧砩砩系囊挛铩?：荚嫉厝衔。旧碚槿關桓霰车碌那橛葳澹伙鸇∈潜旧硇目菜谂蔚哪茄1暇拐馐潜旧淼谋拘哉昭皇吠艨兀克旧硒膊幻塔住?br /> Before long, her business suit, shirt, skirt, bra, and panties were all removed by those two small hands. When the naturally large, F-cup breasts of the fashionable female journalist, who was one-quarter White Russian, suddenly popped out of her simple bra, one of the white girls was caught off guard and struck in the face by the firm, beautiful breasts, letting out a cute cry of surprise. The other Black girl, however, reacted as if she had seen a unique and fun toy, covering her face... Burying her face in his large breasts, she skillfully played with the budding pink nipples, sucking them eagerly with her small mouth.
Su Xiaolin felt a wave of weakness and heat wash over her, almost unbearable. This girl, who looked only fourteen or fifteen, possessed caressing skills like a highly trained prostitute. Her movements were incredibly smooth and rhythmic, almost seductive. Su Xiaolin felt a surge of pleasure and desire, her body trembling with desire. She was completely captivated by his skillful caresses. The black girl, still wanting more, stuck out her tongue and, along with another white girl, helped Su Xiaolin, who was slumped on the carpet, to her feet. They helped her put on the "Black Sadomasochistic" lingerie. When the black leather lingerie, gleaming with a seductive sheen, was tightly wrapped around Su Xiaolin's petite yet voluptuous body, even the lingerie guru Castor, who had seen all kinds of handsome men's figures in his life, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
The leather lingerie it was wearing was unusually simple, consisting of only a piece of leather and a leather belt, but when paired with a beautiful woman's body, it exuded a unique and alluring charm. Su Xiaolin's delicate figure, snow-white skin, slender waist, and long, black hair... (The rest of the text appears to be a fragmented and nonsensical collection of characters and phrases, possibly due to OCR errors. A direct translation is impossible without further context.) "Truly a masterpiece of the Creator... You should enjoy a life even more glamorous and dreamlike than you have now. If you're willing to change careers, I can make you the hottest fashion model of the new generation."
The naked Castor slowly stood up, walked towards Su Xiaolin, and embraced her. At that moment, Su Xiaolin's mind cleared, and she suddenly realized what was about to happen. But as she tried to struggle, she was shocked to discover that this old man possessed terrifying strength completely disproportionate to his age.
Only then did Su Xiaolin realize that Castor's strong muscles were so incongruous with his aged face. This old man, whether from some drug or some unique method, possessed energy and physique that even young, strong men found astonishing. And then he... The enormous penis that had been rubbing against her inner thighs was now twice as hard and large as before, not at all like the genitals of a man nearing seventy.
Just as the bewildered fashion reporter was wondering how to respond, Castor miraculously kissed her red lips. m, protect, smear ...
If you suffer from a heart attack, you will be unable to breathe properly. You will find yourself in a state of shock and confusion. You will be unable to breathe properly and will be unable to breathe properly ... (2) 鹩l野惴酆斓娜枫资保,似疵艟取？墒窃谡饬嗬關舻奶追磕谒隙闲暮艟壬敬怀鋈ィ,莼爰叶嗟呐l孛窃蛭⑿ψ庞冒降难凵裢蛩,蠢此嵌荚缧淼霓隆?br /> Crying for help was useless, and struggling was futile. Su Xiaolin could only bite her lower lip tightly, trying to suppress any shameful sounds, thinking that even if she was being violated, it was forced upon her. However, Castor had no intention of forcing himself on her. He gently pressed Su Xiaolin down on the carpet, his left hand alternately caressing her fair, full breasts and snowy buttocks with varying pressure, while his right hand subtly played with her lower body and the depths of her vagina, all the while his lips kissing every sensitive part of her body. The newlywed female reporter, who hadn't received male comfort in a long time, found her resistance waning the next day.
Su Xiaolin felt as if her whole body was burning with desire. Scalding hot, the pleasure and stimulation from such caresses was something she, with only two years of sexual experience (and whose husband had recently separated from her due to work), was experiencing for the first time in her life. Her husband's skills were not bad, but they couldn't compare to Castor, the lingerie guru who had amassed a fortune with women worldwide. Slowly, she involuntarily gave up all resistance, her legs naturally spreading apart, her small, adorable toes slightly curling, allowing Castor to play with her dreamlike body at will. Her soft moans gradually grew louder, her burning desire having replaced all reason.
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