【Beauty Dynasty】(1-13) Author: Unknown

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Author: Unknown
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Prologue
In a faraway land, there was a very prosperous kingdom. It was a male-controlled country where
women were long neglected and had no social status. Girls were marked at birth with a
number, categorized into five groups: those born into imperial families, those born into royal families, those
born into official families, those born into commoner families, and those born into slave families. This classification was conducted in an infant classification center.
Girls born into the first three categories could only become commoners, while those born into the latter two categories could only become slaves. However, at this time, a feminist
appeared named Li Niang. She was a sixteen-year-old girl born into a commoner family. Unwilling to be
a slave, she and another girl named Qinqin led a group of about a hundred girls in an
uprising to overthrow the emperor and establish a female-led, matriarchal state. These hundred-plus girls went to different cities
and villages to contact other girls. When the time was right, they rose up together. Due to prolonged indulgence in pleasure, many
men were defeated and eventually entered the palace. The emperor, powerless to resist, knelt and surrendered, declaring
his abdication in favor of Li Niang. Li Niang looked at the emperor and said to her personal maid, Rose, standing beside her: "Rose, this
dog emperor is useless now. Hold the abdication ceremony tomorrow. After the ceremony, kill him. Lock this dog up first
.
" Rose: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Upon hearing this, the emperor immediately kowtowed desperately, pleading: "I beg you, don't kill me! Just let me go, I'll
do anything you want! I kowtow to you, slap slap… please!"
Li Niang: "You dog emperor, you really want me to let you go? Fine, I'll give you a chance. If you please me,
perhaps I'll consider it." Emperor: "How do you want me to please you?" Li Niang: Now, first, you must change
how you address me. From now on, you must call me Empress, and yourself a lowly slave. And dogs don't need clothes
. Quickly strip off all your clothes, leave nothing behind, understand? Wang Di: This lowly slave understands, Your Majesty. Li
Niang: Wow! Such a fair and tender body! You dog Wang Di, hurry up and crawl over here! Can't you see my high heels are covered in
mud? Quickly lick them clean with your dog tongue. Wang Di: ...
Seeing Wang Di hesitate, Rose immediately went over and slapped him ten times, scolding him: You lowly
dog, you're really useless! You won't listen if I hit you less! You're so lowly! Go lick them now! Haha. Since Wang Di had never experienced
being stripped naked and slapped in front of ladies before, he couldn't help but shed tears. But to survive, he had no choice but to follow Li
Niang's orders. Wang Di crawled to Li Niang, and the ladies watched him crawl, laughing continuously. When Wang Di stuck
out his tongue to lick Li Niang's high heels, Li Niang kicked him in the face. Ah! A scream rang out as blood began to flow from the Emperor's nose
. Li Niang: "You don't even know the proper etiquette for licking your master's high heels. First, place your hands
on the ground, letting the high heels rest on them. Then, beg your master for a chance to lick the high heels clean, starting with the sole,
then the heel, and finally the vamp. Do you understand?" The Emperor: "This lowly servant understands. Thank you for your guidance, Your Majesty." The Emperor first
placed his hands on the ground. Li Niang walked to the Emperor, placing her foot on his hands,
concentrating all her weight on the front of her high heels, lifting the heels off the ground. The pain caused the Emperor to sweat profusely and
tears to stream from his eyes. At this moment, Li Niang continued to writhe on the Emperor's hands . Because the soles of Li Niang's high heels had a rough
, wave-like pattern, writhing on the Emperor's hands was especially painful. The Emperor's fingers began to bleed from being trampled
. Li Niang, of course, ignored the bleeding hands beneath her feet, continuing to twist and stomp on them until she finally
stopped, though still standing on the Emperor's hands. Li Niang: Does it hurt? Does it feel good? Now start licking!
Emperor: Yes, Your Majesty. The Emperor endured the pain in his hands, sticking out his tongue to lick
the high heels trampled on his hands. When his tongue touched the soles, he only tasted bitterness and blood. Because he dared not spit it out,
he had to swallow all the dirt and grime he licked. It took two hours to finish licking one high heel. Li Niang was very
unhappy. Seeing Li Niang's angry expression, the Emperor was terrified and repeatedly kowtowed. Li Niang: You wretched dog! You
spent two hours licking a shoe, and you're still not clean. You're utterly useless. It seems I'll have to keep you by my side. I
'll train you to be my dog, a dog even lower than a slave. You're only fit to eat my excrement
and drink my urine. Haha. From now on, you might as well be called Woof Woof! ...
Wang Di: Yes, Queen, I'm willing to be your dog, as long as you spare me. From now on, this servant will be called Woof Woof.
Li Niang: Haha, the King actually knelt and kowtowed to us slaves. Tomorrow's abdication ceremony will depend on
your performance. Get out! The next day, in the square where the abdication ceremony was held, a ten-meter-high
platform was built. On the platform was a chair, which was Queen Li Niang's throne.
In the square, all the ladies were overjoyed to be able to appear in public dressed in their finest attire for the first time. The men, however, were forced
to kneel or crawl completely naked. Many of them were former nobles or officials, now
slaves of the ladies, forced to kneel before their former slaves and subjected to arbitrary abuse without any right to protest.
Some ladies whipped their slaves, while others slapped them repeatedly. On one side of the square were dozens of
latrines. In each stall were two male slaves. One lay on the ground with
a raised platform on either side of his head, allowing the ladies to urinate or defecate in his mouth. The other slave knelt
behind the ladies, ready to lick their anuses and genitals clean afterward. Because the square was
slippery from rainwater, some male slaves lay on the ground so the ladies could step on them when they sat down, preventing them from getting
their skirts and high heels wet. At this point, all the men had become loyal dogs. Just then, Li Niang rode
into the square in a carriage pulled by eight male slaves. All the ladies stood and applauded in welcome, but the slaves trampled under
their feet suffered terribly. The thin heels dug into their flesh, and the ladies constantly shifted their
weight, unevenly concentrating it on one leg. When Li Niang's carriage reached the platform, two
ladies led two slave dogs beside it. The two dogs, with their hindquarters raised high on either side,
served as stepping stones for the Empress to dismount. Their soft hindquarters made stepping more comfortable, making them the ideal platform.
The choice. When Li Niang stepped out of the carriage, she accidentally inserted her heel into
the anus of one of the slave dogs. Although Li Niang was unharmed, the slave dog suffered terribly. After Li Niang stepped onto the platform, the slave dog was
punched and kicked by dozens of ladies for disrespecting the Queen's high heels. After Queen Li Niang sat down on the platform, the abdication ceremony
began. The ladies dragged the crawling emperor along. The ladies in the square
laughed at the sight. The emperor crawled on, tears streaming down his face, feeling that he was no longer human. He had once been
a high and mighty emperor, but now he was just a dog at the feet of the ladies. The emperor was dragged to Li Niang's feet. At this moment, a camera
was pointed at the emperor, broadcasting live nationwide. After the emperor relinquished power, Li Niang ordered
the emperor to kiss and lick her shoes to show that he was now a slave dog at the Queen's feet. When the emperor kissed and licked Li Niang
's shoes... The entire nation was watching, and he had become a slave. After the Emperor licked Li Niang's shoes clean,
Li Niang formally announced: The Beauty Dynasty is officially established! From this day forward, women hold power, and Li Niang is the supreme
Empress, and Qinqin is the Queen. All men will be slaves for life, forever kneeling or crawling before the women,
without the right to wear clothes or shoes. The women can give any orders to their slaves, and the slaves' lives belong to their masters, who can
take them at any time. All slaves must wear dog leashes, and slaves are assigned a job at birth, which they
can never change. All the women in the audience stood, applauded, and cheered, celebrating the birth of a new dynasty—the Beauty Dynasty.
Chapter One
In the magnificent hall of the Empress's Palace, the supreme Empress—Li Niang—lay naked on her side on
a large, round Simmons bed, three meters in diameter and covered with gold and multicolored mink fur. She wore a thin
purple silk quilt embroidered with flowers. Her jade-like arms bore a translucent red agate bracelet on her left wrist.
On each of her long, slender hands, like bamboo shoots, were two gold openwork rings and two white gold diamond rings. Her fingernails were long,
sharp, and painted bright red. Her snow-white, rounded thighs had a gold anklet on her right ankle. Her two alluring
feet had exquisite silver and jade toe rings on her second and fourth toes, exuding an air of nobility!
Beside the Simmons bed, a circle of naked male and female slaves knelt, carefully attending to the Empress. A male slave knelt
by the bed, gently fanning the Queen with a goose feather fan to ward off mosquitoes. Two foot slaves had been sucking on the Queen
's toes all night; her feet were so white and tender, truly beautiful.
Li Niang stretched in bed, and the slaves kowtowed, calling out, "Good morning, Your Majesty."
"Urine,"
the Queen finally murmured, half-awake, turning over. Two female slaves pulled back the covers, and a male toilet slave immediately knelt
and knelt between her legs, his mouth aimed at her vulva, catching the Queen's urine—his skill was superb, not a drop spilled
. While the Queen urinated, a female slave knelt beside her, gently massaging her pubic hair, making
her urinate comfortably.
"Alright, get up,"
the Queen stretched slightly, kicking the male toilet slave aside.
"Your Majesty, get up, your slaves serve you," the master of ceremonies announced loudly.
As the door opened, a beautiful young woman with a fit figure, curvaceous body, and snow-white skin entered. She was
Rose, the head slave manager. Behind her, three male slaves crawled like dogs at her heels. They were all
trained by Rose herself: Monster Slave, Sky Slave, and Wind Slave.
The dogs crawled into the room, knelt before the Empress's bed, and kowtowed, kissing the Empress's gold-
embroidered high-heeled slippers, saying, "Your Majesty, these servants respectfully wish Your Majesty a good morning."
The Empress lazily hummed in approval. Under Rose's command, the slaves began to serve
the Empress as she rose: Monster Slave helped the Queen put on her bra, then dressed her in briefs. Her upper body was clad in a thin,
purple, embroidered, close-fitting silk sweater, paired with red soft leather trousers, highlighting her delicate and
slender figure. Sky Slave helped the Queen slip on her gold-embroidered high-heeled slippers.
Afterwards, the stable boy Fengyun knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Please, Your Majesty,
ride on my back to do your hair and makeup." The Queen sat sideways on the stable boy's back, and
he carried her to the dressing table. Immediately, a male stable boy crawled under the dressing table, lay down, and lifted the Queen's feet
, removing her high-heeled slippers and placing her feet on his chest as a footrest. Two female stable boys knelt side by side behind her, letting the Queen lean against
their full breasts. Two male foot slaves continued to lick the Queen's feet, while two female massage slaves
kneaded and massaged the Queen's thighs. Two other female stable boys washed and groomed her.
The two male stable boys, Chongtian and Fengyun, knelt beside her. One held a floral porcelain plate with a small porcelain bowl
and four eggs on it, while the other held a large, shallow, openwork glass dish with half a bowl of fresh seasonal
flowers mashed into a paste.
Rose stood beside the Queen, skillfully making a hole in the egg and pouring the egg white into the small porcelain bowl,
leaving the yolk in the shell and returning it to the plate. Then, she dipped her fingers in the egg white and gently smeared
and massaged it onto the Queen's face, covering every part and forming a thin film.
The demon slave and another female slave knelt beside the Queen. The female slave gently placed one of Li Niang's delicate hands
in a glass dish and used floral foam to gently and meticulously massage it.
After the female slave finished smearing the egg white in the bowl, the demon slave took the plate and retreated, returning shortly
with a glass of water and a toothbrush with toothpaste squeezed onto it.
By this time, the female slave had finished working on one of Li Niang's hands, and she and the male slave knelt to work on the Queen's other hand.
The demon slave held the plate high and knelt opposite the two female slaves. Li Niang slightly bent over. The female slave knelt from behind
to the side, picked up a cup, and offered the Queen some water to rinse her mouth
. The Queen then spat the water into the slave's mouth. Next, the female slave gently brushed the Queen's teeth. After brushing, she offered the cup again for the Queen to rinse her mouth twice, naturally
spitting the mouthwash into the slave's mouth for him to drink.
The male slave carried the tray out and quickly returned with a basin of warm water. The female slave wrung out a white towel and gently
washed the Queen's face, removing the egg white.
At this time, the female slave also finished caring for the Queen's hands. The male slave went out and brought back a half-full glass dish of fresh floral foam, kneeling
before the Queen's feet and placing the dish on the back of the male foot slave. He then slowly placed the Queen's beautiful feet into the basin and used the floral foam to care for her...
The Queen rubbed her jade-like feet. Two male slaves, Chongtian and Fengyun, each rubbed one foot, and after fifteen minutes, they lifted her feet,
licked them clean with their tongues, and then mashed bananas and smeared them on her beautiful feet. The two slaves knelt and carefully rubbed her feet, then
washed them with clean water and trimmed her toenails.
A slave sat under Li Niang, and another slave stood on her feet, being meticulously served by the slaves. The slaves knelt
around her, methodically washing the Queen's face, hands, and feet with such piety and naturalness—it was truly not easy!
Next, the Queen began to apply makeup in front of the mirror. Rose applied powder, drew her eyebrows, applied mascara,
eyeshadow, and lipstick to the Queen's face, carefully combing her long hair. Her full head of jet-black hair was styled into an exquisite bun
, with a few slightly curled strands falling beside her cold and noble face.
After everything was finished, the two slaves, Chongtian and Fengyun, knelt and helped the Empress out of the room. The female slave in charge of the ceremony shouted:
"Your Majesty, please proceed. A human ladder is ready." A dozen slaves quickly lay down on the stairs, with
a male slave lying face up on each step, each with his penis erect, forming a human ladder from top to bottom. Two
slaves bowed on either side to support the Queen. Li Niang, wearing gold-embroidered high-heeled slippers, placed her jade feet heavily
on the slave's stomach, the heel of her high-heeled slippers pressing a deep
indentation into the male slave's bare belly. Then, she placed her two jade-like feet on the slave's stomach, the tips of her embroidered high-heeled slippers teasing the slave's penis
. The slave under her feet was already grimacing in pain, but dared not even breathe loudly. Li Niang loved to
admire this painful yet helpless expression on the slave's face. If she felt that the slave's expression was not painful enough, she would
stomp hard on the slave's penis again, the heel of her high-heeled slippers spinning a few times until she was satisfied.
Then she would step on the next slave, and thus, surrounded by slaves, she gracefully descended the human
ladder stepping on their stomachs, stepping on their stomachs, and came to the hall. She sat down gracefully in a crystal high-backed chair by the floor-to-ceiling window.
"My lady, I will go and bring you breakfast," said Rose.
Li Niang raised a slender hand and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with her fingertips, looking at the beautiful green
scenery outside the window. This place had very little artificial embellishment, only natural birdsong and fragrant flowers, quiet and serene. Li Niang's favorite
thing to do was to walk with her dog, Tang Nu, in the natural garden after dinner. Many important decisions were made
spontaneously in that gentle spring breeze.
Rose brought over a steaming breakfast on a carefully woven rattan tray,
placing each dish meticulously on a small crystal round table in front of her mistress.
Li Niang heard the clear sound of a bell by the door, knowing that her dog, Tang Nu, had heard her footsteps and entered
. Turning her head slightly, she saw her most beloved dog, Tang Nu, carrying several yellow tulips in his mouth
, nimbly crawling to her feet and kneeling to present the tulips.
Li Niang reached out and took the flowers from Tang Nu's mouth, admiring them and smiling, "Rose, put these flowers in
the vase in my bedroom."
"Yes," Rose came over and took the flowers with both hands. Tang Nu barked happily, "Woof woof~," and lay down to kiss
the tips of his mistress's shoes.
Seeing the dewdrops still clinging to the dog slave's delicate back, Li Niang couldn't resist pulling
her bare feet out of her slippers and placing them on the dog slave's back. She felt the cool dewdrops on her soles, followed by
the warmth of the dog slave's soft skin.
Li Niang couldn't help but smile contentedly.
The servants, Chong Tian and Feng Yun, knelt and said, "Master, please put on your stockings. If you catch a
chill, we'll be doomed."
Rose laughed, "You dog slaves' worries are unnecessary. Master is warming herself with the dog's body.
Although Tang Nu doesn't have thick fur, her youthful body is perfect for warmth
."
Li Niang laughed and scolded, "You silly girl, you're so good with words."
Li Niang picked up her antique-style cup, took a sip of the imperial-recipe black tea, elegantly picked up
the silver hilt of her knife, and ate half a perfectly fried egg. She also sampled a few figs. There were several dishes
of tender stewed meat, fish smeared with almond jam, savory broth infused with fennel, and artichokes soaked in cream. Of course,
there was also the sweet lily jelly that Li Niang loved for breakfast.
Li Niang slowly and meticulously savored her delicious breakfast. She tried a small bite of each item, her cherry lips moving
with elegant grace even while eating. Rose stood respectfully by her side, while the dog Tang Nu lay obediently
at her feet. They knew their mistress preferred a quiet environment for dining.
Li Niang couldn't resist eating one more jelly before putting down her knife. Rose had already offered her a scented
handkerchief. Li Niang elegantly wiped her lips and said, "Except for the jelly, which is for Tang Nu, the rest can be taken away
for you to enjoy."
"Thank you, Master!" The dogs, already starving, kowtowed in gratitude and skillfully cleared
the remaining breakfast from the small round table.
Li Niang lifted her jade-like foot from the dog slave's body, and Tang Nu immediately picked up the high-heeled slipper from the ground and slipped it onto his mistress's foot.
Li Niang picked up the half-eaten plate of jelly from the table and placed it on the ground. Tang Nu immediately kowtowed three
times with delight, crawled to the plate, and bent down to lick and swallow the delicious lily jelly.
Seeing the dog slave's greedy look, Li Niang crossed her long, beautiful legs and gently swayed her dangling jade-like foot, deliberately
tilting it slightly so that the slipper she was holding would immediately slip off her toes. Although Tang Nu was enjoying the food,
he was constantly watching his mistress's intentions. Seeing his mistress's slipper slip off, he quickly and nimbly turned his neck and,
just before the slipper hit the ground, opened his mouth and caught the slender high heel of the slipper, putting it back on his mistress's foot.
Li Niang smiled contentedly, placing her high-heeled slipper-clad feet on the dog slave's soft body, and said with a smile, "Good
dog. Enjoy your breakfast."
Tang Nu lay prone, continuing to lick its delicious breakfast. The sharp heels of its mistress pricked its back, causing a slight pain,
yet it dared not sway its body even slightly. Before it was five years old, it had been summoned to Li Niang's side and raised as livestock. Through
Rose's meticulous training, its entire being had long been domesticated into an animal for Li Niang to use and play with. Even
the pain inflicted by Li Niang was taken as a favor from its noble and beautiful mistress. Tang Nu quickly
finished the jelly on its plate, licking even the juice clean, and then nuzzled its face towards its mistress.
Li Niang asked sweetly, "Is it delicious, little puppy?"
She picked up a scented tissue and wiped the juice from Tang Nu's face and mouth, then casually tossed it on the ground. Tang Nu
immediately pounced on it playfully, tearing at the tissue with his mouth and teeth, just like a mischievous puppy.
Li Niang watched with a charming smile as Tang Nu happily smeared the tissue on the floor. She said sweetly, "Naughty
puppy, look what you've made of the floor."
Tang Nu immediately and knowingly licked up the bits of tissue and swallowed them. Then, he crawled to Li
Niang's feet, knowing he was in the wrong, and ingratiatingly licked Li Niang's high-heeled slippers with his long tongue.
Li Niang smiled mischievously, tiptoed, and lifted the heel of her slipper slightly off the floor. Tang Nu immediately
and playfully stuck his tongue under the heel, rubbing the thin tip of the heel.
Li Niang smiled charmingly, then suddenly stomped her heel, the sharp, hard heel pinning the dog slave's tongue to the floor.
Tang Nu let out a muffled, violent scream of pain, his body trembling violently as he tried to
pull his tongue out from under his mistress's heel, but the pain only intensified. He dared not try, only letting out pitiful whimpers
.
Li Niang, seeing the dog slave's unbearable agony, found it amusing and said in a coquettish voice, "It doesn't hurt that much. I just
stepped on it lightly. Let's see if you, you naughty dog, will still bite things randomly in the future."
She then lifted her toes and slightly rotated her heel, causing Tang Nu to scream even more violently, his delicate body covered in
sweat and trembling incessantly.
Li Niang didn't want to pierce the dog slave's tongue and soil her expensive, beautiful slippers, so she stood on her high heels
and said, "I'll spare you this time."
Tang Nu quickly pulled his tongue back, feeling both pain and numbness. The pain intensified when he put it back in his mouth, and he hurriedly stuck his tongue out and
fanned himself with his hands to relieve the pain. He made rapid, panting groans.
Li Niang crossed her beautiful legs, tilted her shoes up, and said, "See if you've dirtied my shoes?"
Tang Nu quickly crawled closer and carefully examined his mistress's high heels, then hurriedly shook his head.
Li Niang laughed, "That's good, otherwise I would have cut off your dog tongue. This also proves your tongue wasn't pierced,
so stop being so pampered and lick the soles of my shoes clean."
Tang Nu immediately obediently raised his face and used his injured, swollen tongue to lick the soles of his mistress's once spotless shoes. The
touch of his tongue to the soles was like being pricked by needles and burned by fire, but Tang Nu dared not stop for even a moment. He closed his eyes and
licked with all his might, beads of sweat the size of soybeans seeping from his face and body.
Li Niang looked down at this absolutely obedient little dog, a satisfied smile blooming on her delicate and beautiful lips
. She enjoyed tormenting this small and cute dog, and even more so, she enjoyed watching the dog's absolute taming under intense pain.
Li Niang believed she could tame a pack of absolutely obedient dogs, letting them fight each other for her
amusement after meals. Thinking this, Li Niang couldn't help but burst into a soft laugh.
Chapter Two
Inside the resplendent Crystal Palace, brightly rhythmic Indian dance music resounded. In the spacious hall, as the music
began, several naked male and female slaves danced gracefully.
Several naked male slaves were tied to pillars beside the hall, and two slaves were vigorously whipping them one by one with a rhythmic lash
: with a "crack," each slave cried out "Ah!"—the cries varied from person to person. This
sound, accompanied by the dance, was the world's premier human rhythm. On the other side of the hall, eight male slaves knelt,
divided into two groups, slapping each other's mouths to the rhythm of the music, sometimes slapping their own, sometimes slapping their own
mouths.
The Crystal Palace's mistress—the beloved Queen of the Beautiful Dynasty—reclined languidly in
a large, luxurious chaise lounge draped in gold and multicolored sable fur in the center of the hall.
She wore a thin, purple, embroidered, close-fitting silk sweater, paired with red soft leather trousers
, which accentuated her delicate and slender figure. Her long, glossy black hair was styled in an elegant updo
, with a few slightly curled strands framing her cold and noble face. Several male slaves knelt
on the couch, carefully attending to the Queen: one gently massaged her head and face; one rubbed her
delicate hands; two gently massaged her legs; two held her feet and gently licked them; and two
fanned her.
The Queen was naturally beautiful and well-maintained, with a supple and captivating figure.
She intently watched the enchanting dance of the slaves below the steps. The lead dancer, in particular,
had delicate features and a muscular physique, which even captivated her.
The intense music finally faded to its last beat, and the slaves stopped and knelt on the steps.
The Queen clapped her hands gently and smiled, "What a beautiful Thai dance! Who choreographed this?"
The slave kneeling in front replied, "Your Majesty, it was this servant who choreographed it. I'm sorry for making you laugh."
The Queen smiled and said, "Oh, you're quite talented, aren't you? Come up here and let me take a good look at you."
The male slave dared not rise and moved his limbs to climb the shallow white jade steps, kneeling before the Queen, his eyes lowered, but
his face lifted.
The Queen extended a soft, boneless hand and used the tip of one finger to lift the male slave's face,
examining him closely. She asked in a sweet voice, "What's your name?"
The male slave respectfully replied, "This humble servant's name is Li Yapeng."
The Queen smiled and nodded, "Li Yapeng? I remember now, you're that incredibly popular star lately
, right? Your music videos are always on TV. You look even better in real life than on TV."
Li Yapeng respectfully replied, "Thank you for your favor, Your Majesty. Your Majesty's praise is truly mocking. This servant
isn't even worthy to fetch Your Majesty's shoes or socks."
Hearing this, the Queen couldn't help but laugh sweetly, "You sure know how to talk, you servant."
Suddenly, she raised her hand and slapped Li Yapeng twice hard across the face. Li Yapeng fell to the ground
, but ignoring the pain, he immediately got up, knelt on the bed, and raised his already swollen face.
With a satisfied smile, Qinqin said, "Not bad, you have the instinct to be an obedient servant. I've been wanting to keep a pet dog
slave lately, but I haven't found one suitable yet. You can stay in the palace as my pet slave."
Although Li Yapeng didn't know what a pet slave was, he knew that every strong man in this country wanted one.
Chosen into the Crystal Palace, a place of supreme power, even if it meant becoming the lowest of slaves within. Li Yapeng
hastily prostrated himself on all fours, kowtowing three times and saying, "Long live Your Majesty! This servant thanks Your
Majesty for your favor. This servant will serve Your Majesty wholeheartedly."
Qinqin reached out and stroked Li Yapeng's handsome face, smiling, "I'll first have Doctor Niu perform
surgery on you, and then I'll personally raise you, training you into a devoted and obedient dog slave."
Qinqin sat before her dressing table, carefully drawing her lip line with Maybelline lipstick, while two slaves, Zhao Ru and Li Yi, knelt
behind her. After finishing her lipstick, Qinqin pursed her lips in front of the mirror, admiring her alluring pale red lips
.
The imperial physician, Niu Qingshan, entered and knelt, saying, "Your Majesty, I have
broken your dog slave's knee joints as you instructed, and his vocal cords have also been successfully operated on. Your dog slave has now recovered and is ready to serve you."
The queen commanded, "Very good. Yi'er, go and bring my dog slave here."
"Yes," Li Yi followed Niu Qingshan. A short while later, Li
Yapeng, crawling naked, was led in on a chain.
The queen looked at the naked, sexy body of her dog slave, a smile appearing on her lips. She clapped her hands and called out,
"Dog, come to my feet."
Hearing his master's call, Li Yapeng quickly crawled to the queen's feet, barking crisply, and
lowered his face to kiss the slippers on her feet.
After examining him, Qinqin said, "Dr. Niu's surgery was quite successful. Although both legs are broken, it doesn't affect
his crawling. Although he can't speak, he can still bark loudly. It's just that my dog has suffered."
Hearing his master say this, Li Yapeng couldn't help but feel aggrieved, tears welling up in his eyes. He buried his head and kept kissing his master's elegant
, snow-white, lace-trimmed high-heeled slippers.
Qinqin used the tip of her slipper to lift the dog slave's face, seeing the tears glistening in his eyes, and said, "Aren't you willing to
endure that pain for your master's wishes?"
Li Yapeng hurriedly held one of his master's feet in his hands and nodded repeatedly.
Qinqin kicked the dog slave down and coldly commanded, "Go and fetch the whip from Ru'er's hands and give it to me."
Li Yapeng was immediately filled with fear, but dared not hesitate for a moment. He crawled over and took the shiny black whip from Zhao Ru's hands
, then quickly crawled back to the Queen's feet and presented the whip to her with his mouth.
With a slender, strong grip on the whip handle, Qinqin took the whip from the dog slave's mouth and used
the tip to lift the dog slave's chin, coldly commanding, "Kneel straight, spread your legs."
Li Yapeng's body trembled uncontrollably, kneeling as his master commanded.
"Very good, I like obedient dogs."
Qinqin leaned forward slightly, gently tapping the dog slave's full breasts with the whip, then
increasing the force with each strike. Li Yapeng soon let out a painful groan.
Suddenly, Qinqin swung the whip and lashed the dog slave's breast hard, causing Li Yapeng to immediately roll to the ground with
a sharp scream.
Qinqin stood up and shouted, "Kneel properly!"
Li Yapeng quickly endured the excruciating pain, scrambled to his feet, and knelt again. The queen lashed the dog
slave's breast again, sending Li Yapeng sprawling to the ground in agony, screaming as he crawled towards the door.
The Queen strode forward, angrily saying, "You damned beast, how dare you try to run away?"
She raised a foot and stomped on the dog slave's body, then brandished her leather whip, lashing Li
Yapeng's round, white buttocks with a whistling sound. Li Yapeng let out a bloodcurdling scream as his buttocks were whipped raw and bleeding.
The Queen stopped whipping him, coldly sneering, "Still dare to run?"
Li Yapeng cried and shook his head desperately.
The Queen removed her foot from the dog slave, coldly saying, "The whipping just now wasn't enough to atone for your disobedience
. Kneel properly as I said."
Li Yapeng trembled as he knelt, spreading his legs.
The Queen stepped forward, raising her slipper-clad foot and stomping it on the dog slave's chest, forcing his upper body
to lean back on his kneeling calves. Li Yapeng suddenly knew where his master was going to whip him next, and involuntarily let out a terrified
howl, "Woof...woof..."
Suddenly, a lightning-like pain shot through his groin, almost knocking him unconscious.
Kissing paused for two minutes, then continued to lash the dog slave's open genitals with the whip, feeling
the dog slave's body tremble as if an earthquake struck beneath her feet.
Kissing said, "Bear with it a little longer, my little dog. Three more lashes, and I'll spare you this time."
Regardless of the dog slave's screams, Kissing finished the five lashes, then dropped the whip, walked back to her chair, and sat down.
Zhao Ru crawled over and said, "Master, it's fainted."
Kissing sneered, "It won't die. Take it away and lock it outside to starve for two days."
"Yes, esteemed master."
For the next week, Li Yapeng lived as if in hell, constantly experiencing
the cruel training of its young and beautiful master. Every part of its body was tortured by its master. It understood that
its master's purpose in training it was to make it an excellent and obedient dog slave. By the fifth day, it
was not only terrified of its master's training, but deep down it also became fascinated by its master's cruel abuse. That morning,
Zhao Ru and Li Yi led their dog slave, Li Yapeng, to a luxurious bathroom filled with the scent of roses.
They carefully bathed him with warm water, spreading fragrant oil in their hands before applying it to Li Yapeng's sensual body
. Li Yapeng felt extremely comfortable and couldn't help but bark twice. Zhao Ru sneered disdainfully
, "Look, it's really turned into a dog; it barks unconsciously." Li Yi laughed, "If the master wants it to
completely become a dog, how could it not?" It took a full hour for Zhao Ru and Li Yi to lead the transformed
dog slave to Her Majesty the Queen's palace. The Queen, dressed in a comfortable yellow silk robe embroidered with gold flowers, sat
in a tiger-skin chair, sipping French tribute wine. Seeing the naked, snow-white dog slave, she snapped her fingers. Li
Yapeng immediately broke free from the chain in Li Yi's hands and quickly climbed to his master's feet, barking happily and ingratiatingly
, while affectionately kissing his master's feet, which were only clad in black stockings and resting on the sandalwood floor
. Kissingly bent down to stroke his dog slave's still slightly damp hair, and smiled, "My dog smells so good today."
"Did you feel good after your bath?" Li Yapeng nodded repeatedly, tilting his head back to kiss his master's long, slender fingers.
His master stroked the dog's delicate features with his fingers, praising, "What a beautiful beast!" Suddenly,
he slapped the dog hard, knocking him to the ground. Li Yapeng barked "Woof!" and quickly got up,
still wearing a fawning smile as he presented himself to his master. His master slapped him again, knocking him to the ground
. Li Yapeng again only let out a low bark, enduring the pain, and quickly got up, kneeling at his master's feet, offering his slightly
swollen face. A satisfied smile appeared on his master's lips. "Very good, that's more like a well-trained dog."
He lifted one leg, suspending it in mid-air. Li Yapeng immediately buried his face in his master's feet, sticking out his long
tongue and obsessively licking his master's heel through the stockings. "Take off my socks," Qinqin commanded. Li Yapeng immediately
opened his mouth and took his master's toe in, carefully biting the stocking with his teeth. Then, he took a deep breath, and
the stocking slipped from Qinqin's foot into his mouth. Qinqin smiled arrogantly, seeing her dog-slave kneeling below with his
stocking in his mouth, looking at her pleadingly, and said, "Here you go, my good dog." Li Yapeng was immediately overjoyed
and didn't dare to bite the stocking in his mouth, but swallowed it whole. He then skillfully took off his master's other
stocking and ate it as well. "How does it taste?" Qinqin asked with a smile, placing her bare feet on her dog-slave's soft body . Li Yapeng barked happily, lowering his head to kiss the white 　　sheepskin slippers
his master had taken off on the floor . 　　Kissingly sipped a glass of wine, her feet caressing the dog slave's sexy, smooth body. 　　One toe pinched and tugged at the dog slave's nipple, causing Li Yapeng to groan softly in pain, writhing his full, round 　　buttocks and kissing his master's soft robe. 　　Kissingly smiled charmingly and coldly, releasing the dog slave's breasts with her toes, kicking the dog slave down 　　, and then placing both feet on the dog slave's smooth, upturned belly. Li Yapeng arched his limbs and writhed under his master's feet 　　, when suddenly he let out a short bark. One of his master's jade-like toes had slipped into his 　　dog's mouth, bringing him indescribable pain and pleasure. 　　Chapter Three 　　The night in the Beauty Dynasty was bustling with activity, the streets teeming with carriages and people. However, the Jade Saint Palace was heavily guarded 　　, its gates guarded by soldiers with bows drawn and swords unsheathed, as if any commoner approaching would be chopped into mincemeat. 　　This demonstrated the status of the Jade Saint Palace's mistress. 　　Indeed, the Jade Saint Palace was the residence of Princess Rose, the Empress's favorite . Miss Rose was 　　the head of slaves in the Beauty Dynasty, holding a special position and status, second only to the Empress 　　. She assisted the Empress in governing the dynasty and managing slaves, serving as her right-hand woman. The Empress listened to her every word, 　　ranking third in the dynasty after the Queen. Besides serving the Empress in the palace, Rose had her own 　　residence and her own slaves. 　　Lijuan knelt prostrate at Miss Rose's feet. This twenty-year-old slave girl huddled in a ball to 　　show her subservience. Her forehead touched her mistress's feet, her whole body trembling with fear. "This... 　　this servant deserves to die! This servant will...will never dare to do it again! Please, Miss, spare my dog's life!" 　　she pleaded desperately for her mistress's forgiveness. 　　While cleaning Miss Rose's study, Lijuan accidentally knocked over her mistress's flower arrangement, spilling water everywhere. 　　To her, this was an unforgivable crime. This lowly slave girl had no idea what fate awaited her 　　. 　　Looking at Lijuan kneeling at her feet, trembling and begging for mercy, Miss Rose seemed in no hurry to punish her 　　. She deliberately tormented Lijuan with this invisible fear. This stunningly beautiful yet capricious young lady 　　sat languidly on a high-end Italian leather sofa, casually picking up 　　a water glass from a tray held by a young female slave kneeling beside her. She took a sip of fragrant tea and placed the glass back on the tray. 　　In this vast living room, more than a dozen young, beautiful girls knelt or stood, some kneeling with their hands at their sides, awaiting the young 　　lady's summons, others serving her tea, massaging her shoulders, or carrying fruit platters. None dared utter a sound, not even daring to breathe. 　　They were all Miss Rose's slaves. Facing such a capricious mistress, they 　　served her with utmost care; the slightest misstep could bring cruel punishment or even death. They were all women, all the same age, 　　some even a few years older than the young lady, yet their status was vastly different. The slaves had no rights or 　　dignity to speak of. How to serve this 20-year-old mistress well—including sharing her joy when she was happy, and 　　allowing her to vent her anger when she was angry—became their entire existence. It could be said that whoever her mistress wished to live, lived; 　　whoever she wished to die, died. 　　Rose was twenty years old. She wasn't a stunningly beautiful woman, but the moment she appeared, the 　　beautiful young women around her paled in comparison. Every glance, every gesture of hers radiated a captivating 　　, intelligent, noble, and radiant beauty. As the head steward of the Beauty Dynasty, Miss Rose owned six villas 　　and nearly 100,000 slaves. From among the slaves, she selected about two thousand young, beautiful, and healthy female slaves and nearly one hundred 　　male slaves, distributing them across the six villas. Each villa housed over three hundred female slaves and more than ten male slaves, exclusively for 　　her use. The remaining slaves were assigned to do hard labor in the Dynasty's dozens of factories, without freedom or wages. 　　Her household rules were strict. Each slave had a clearly defined task. The female slaves were responsible for attending to all her daily 　　needs and maintaining order within the villas. Male slaves were not allowed to approach or enter the villas without her permission 　　. In this household, there was only the mistress, no master. These female slaves didn't need to worry about sexual assault 　　, but sometimes the cruelty of women towards each other is indeed more brutal. Miss Rose glanced at 　　Lijuan, who was still trembling and begging for mercy, crossed her legs, shook off one of her expensive silk embroidered open-toed slippers, and 　　gently lifted Lijuan's chin with her bare toes. Lijuan dared not lift her body; she could only try to raise 　　her head following her mistress's toes, but her eyes dared not meet her mistress's eyes. Rose fully enjoyed this supreme authority; she 　　felt Lijuan's trembling intensify as her foot touched her. Rose then placed her foot on Lijuan's head, and Lijuan lowered her head accordingly, 　　her mouth and nose pressed against Rose's slipper.

"Would you rather be beaten or punished?"
Rose asked softly.
"I accept the punishment, I accept the punishment,"
Lijuan mumbled, her head pinned under Rose's foot. She dared not move, her mouth pressed against Rose's slipper.
She knew perfectly well that if she accepted the beating, the physical pain would be unbearable, and although accepting the punishment wouldn't be easy either
, she could grit her teeth and perhaps endure it.
"Sigh, how should I punish you?"
This cunning and savage young lady was already thinking of some wicked idea. "How about this, I'll punish you by making you clean the floor of my study with your tongue
. Lick the floor of the study three times with your tongue, and eat the dirt."
"Yes, ma'am, thank you, Miss, thank you, Miss."
Lijuan didn't know what she was thanking Rose for, but it was the custom. She tried to kowtow to Rose, but found her head still
pinned under Rose's foot.
This time, although there was no torture awaiting Lijuan, this punishment was still unbearable for her. Miss Rose's 20
-square-meter study was entirely covered with wooden floors. Although they were very smooth, after licking them three times, Lijuan felt as if
her tongue no longer belonged to her.
"Xiahe, Qiutong, come with me." After
playing on the computer in the study for a while, Rose felt tired and called for her two personal maids to go out and play.
These were two of Rose's eight personal maids. These eight maids were selected by Miss Rose from tens of thousands of maids.
Not only were they all as beautiful as lotuses emerging from water, but they were also clever, quick-witted, and likable. She named them after eight kinds of flowers
and plants. Although they were very common, who would dare to disobey the names given by their mistress?
"Yes, Miss."
The two maids came over and helped Rose up. Surrounded by the eight maids, Rose walked down the spiral staircase.
Several maids who were wiping the handrails on the staircase saw their mistress coming and quickly knelt down to the side, bowing their heads. Only
after Rose's feet had passed in front of them for a while did they dare to get up and continue their work.
Rose entered the dressing room on the first floor and sat down at the vanity. Three female slaves, who were in charge of makeup, kowtowed to Rose
and then combed her hair and applied her makeup.
"What should I wear?"
Rose was picky about her clothes, but she never worried about them herself.
"Miss, I think you look very beautiful in that white gauze dress,"
Xia He replied. The other personal slaves echoed her sentiments. In Rose's household, the hierarchy of slaves was
very strict. Personal slaves were second only to the steward, and they could
communicate with their masters at appropriate times, expressing their opinions, but always carefully, aiming to please their masters. As for the other
female slaves, when they were with their masters, they dared not utter a sound unless asked by their masters.
"Is that so? Very well, wear that one."
One of the female slaves who was in charge of Rose's clothes took the dress from the wardrobe, walked to Rose with small steps,
knelt down, and held the dress high above her head. Attended by her personal female slaves, Rose changed out of her nightgown and into a dress
. Inheriting her mother's slender figure, Rose possessed a figure so stunning that even women couldn't help but glance at her.
Coupled with her bright, fair face, she was truly like a reincarnation of Xi Shi, a celestial being descended to earth. However, her temper,
spoiled by the Empress, coupled with the long-standing obedience of so many slaves to her, led to her absolute power; she frequently beat, scolded
, and punished the slaves. Every slave in the household was subservient and trembling in fear before her.
"I'll go to the restroom first,"
Rose said, walking towards her private bathroom, accompanied by her two personal female slaves. In this three-story villa
, each floor had a private bathroom for the mistress, reserved solely for her use; slaves and guests were not allowed to use it.
Qiu Tong opened the bathroom door for Rose first. The two female slaves cleaning inside
immediately knelt upon seeing their mistress enter, bowing their heads to the ground and saying, "Greetings, Miss."
They were specifically responsible for cleaning the mistress's bathroom. Each of Rose's bathrooms is staffed with four female slaves, working in
two shifts to ensure 24-hour service to their mistress. However, they are absolutely forbidden from relieving themselves
there. Every nook and cranny of the bathroom must be spotless. Last time, when Miss Rose relieved herself, she
found a small black spot in the toilet bowl and, afterward, ordered one of the female slaves not to flush but
to lick the inside of the toilet bowl clean with her tongue.
Qiu Tong opened the toilet lid, and two of her personal female slaves lifted Rose's dress, removed her underwear, and helped Rose
sit on the toilet. After she finished, Qiu Tong pressed the switch on the toilet to wash Rose's lower body with warm water, then,
together with Xia He, helped Rose up, wiped her buttocks clean with clean toilet paper, pulled up her underwear, and smoothed
her dress. As Rose and her two companions departed, two female slaves from the bathroom kowtowed to see them off, saying, "These servants respectfully see Miss off." Because
Rose and her mother were extremely fastidious about cleanliness, the bathroom was thoroughly cleaned after each use.
For hygiene reasons, shoes worn outside could not be brought inside. Rose usually wore slippers at home,
while the female slaves wore flat black cloth shoes for convenience. When leaving, Rose changed her shoes at the doorway, while
the female slaves accompanying her changed theirs in the dressing room outside. Rose had hundreds of shoes, all kinds,
to the point that she herself had forgotten which shoes she owned. All these shoes were kept in a special shoe room,
managed by two female slaves. To make it easier for Miss Rose to choose shoes, they took small photos of the shoes for her
to choose from. Miss Rose sat on a round chair, a female slave kneeling at her feet, holding up
pictures of shoes suitable for the season. With the help of Xia He and Qiu Tong, Rose chose a pair of white open-toe high-heeled leather sandals—
slender heels, a simple design, very fashionable. The kneeling slave girl, as instructed by her mistress,
retreated to the adjacent shoe room to report. Soon, two pretty female slaves, each carrying one of the shoes Rose had chosen
, knelt before her. Although she wore slippers at home and when going out, which could be easily slipped on,
as her mistress, she still required her slaves to help her change her shoes. The two first placed the high heels on the ground, then gently lifted Rose's feet with their hands
, removed the slippers and set them aside, before helping her put on the leather sandals. After gently placing Miss Rose's feet
on the ground, they both bent down and kissed the toes of her feet. This was customary, a sign of their
respect for their mistress.
Miss Rose lifted one foot, looked at her shoes, then stood up and, supported by two personal female slaves
, walked towards the gate. The two female slaves changing shoes knelt on the ground, hands on the ground, heads touching the ground, respectfully seeing off their mistress.
The two female slaves guarding the gate, seeing their mistress approach, had already knelt and prostrated themselves, opening the door with their hands, their heads pressed against the ground.
Miss Rose seemed to have no room for these two female slaves; her feet flew past them quickly
.
A Mercedes-Benz 600 was already parked outside. Qiu Tong quickly opened the car door, blocking the
top edge with one hand, and Xia He helped Miss Rose into the back seat, sitting on the right side. The female slave driver, due to special circumstances, could not
kneel, but bowed to the mistress from her seat: "This servant greets Miss." Xia He and Qiu Tong sat in the front seat and next to the mistress, respectively. Only her 　　personal female slaves and the driver
could sit with Miss Rose .
At this moment, a young female slave who had been following them crawled onto the back
seat of the car and quietly knelt in front of Miss Rose, obediently lowering her head and looking down at her feet.
Since the back seat was very spacious, her kneeling there didn't cause any trouble. This female slave was specifically for Miss Rose to use
as a leg warmer in the car and as a stool outside. Whenever Miss Rose got tired from shopping, she would have this female slave kneel
on the ground like a dog, and Miss Rose would sit on her back to rest. After getting into the car, Miss Rose also liked to have her kneel and
put her feet on her back.
Chapter Four
A bright red Ferrari slowly drove into the Jade Saint Palace and stopped gently in front of the main gate. A
beautiful woman of about forty years old came out to greet them. With a humble smile, she said, "Miss, you're back." The car door opened
, and two pretty young girls in green skirts stepped out, bowing as they stood by the door. "Ninu, get out
so your mistress can get out." A few low barks came from inside the car, and a
naked, blonde, blue-eyed Western girl jumped out. Her sexy, well-proportioned body was completely naked, except for a
small silver bell around her neck. The naked girl lay prone on all fours by the car door. A delicate, snow-white hand reached out from inside the car
, and the two girls in green skirts rushed forward to help her. A slender, beautiful foot in a snow-white, lace-trimmed, pearl-embellished,
expensive high heel lightly stepped onto the prone Western girl's body. The Rose Princess elegantly... She stepped lightly off
the sports car. The beautiful woman was Guan Zhilin, a hereditary servant of the Rose family. The two girls in green dresses were
Li Yi and Zhao Ru, Rose's personal maids. As for the Western girl on the ground, she was a female slave that Princess Rose had bought from America at a high price
. Her limbs were broken, her vocal cords were cut, and she was trained to be a pet dog for the princess's amusement. Guan Zhilin saw that her mistress's face was flushed
and her steps were a little unsteady, so she quickly stepped forward and said, "Mistress, you've had a little too much to drink today. Ah Xiang, Ah Liang, quickly
help Miss inside to rest, don't let her catch a cold." Li Yi and Zhao Ru helped their mistress into the villa, through the white
jade-paved corridor, and into the luxurious and spacious hall on the first floor, where they helped their mistress
sit on a large red leather sofa in the center. Rose called out sweetly, "Granny, quickly pour me a glass of juice, I'm so thirsty."
Rosamund Kwan had already brought over a cup of warm jasmine tea, bowing as she presented it, saying, "My little darling, the juice
only makes you thirstier. Have some more of this fragrant tea; it quenches your thirst and helps you sober up." Rose kicked off her high heels, and Li Yi and
Zhao Ru immediately knelt at their mistress's feet, each holding one of her delicate feet, clad in sheer, high-quality stockings
, and gently kneading it. Rose took the teacup and drank two large gulps. Rosamund Kwan said, "Be careful not to choke
. What's the occasion that you're having so much to drink with your beloved lady?" Rose replied, "Actually, I didn't drink that
much, but I didn't expect that Persian wine to be so potent. I should have never had a second glass, even if you killed me."
Li Yi, who was kneeling on the ground serving her
, laughed, "In my opinion, it's not the wine that's making you drunk, Miss. You've clearly fallen for that handsome man. You're intoxicated by your own charm, not by the wine." Rose kicked Li Yi and said coquettishly, "You brat,
instead of massaging my feet properly, you're starting to gossip." "Take off your socks, let the dog serve you."
Li Yi deftly removed the young lady's stockings with his fingertips, held her ankle, and turned to call out, "Doggy, your mistress
is rewarding you with a lick." Britney had already scurried over from the corner, extending her long, scarlet tongue to begin
licking her mistress's beautiful, rose-petal-like toes. Her tongue touched her smooth, silky
skin, and her nose inhaled the faint, warm fragrance emanating from her jade-like feet. Excited, her tongue
darted like a serpent over her mistress's fair, jade-like feet. Rose felt weak all over from the dog's licking, experiencing indescribable comfort
and pleasure. Taking the other jade-like foot from Zhao Ru's hand and extending it in front of the dog, Zhao Ru hurriedly said, "Master, I
haven't taken off your stockings yet." Britney had already opened her mouth, her lips taking the toe of her mistress's stockinged foot
into her mouth. With a forceful suck, the stockings were sucked off and into her mouth. Britney instinctively felt the softness and fragrance of her mistress's stockings and
couldn't resist swallowing them. Then she diligently licked her mistress's bare foot. Zhao Ru exclaimed in shock, "Damn it,
you swallowed my mistress's stockings?!" " You idiot, do you know that Miss's stockings are all
expensive ones costing thousands of dollars a pair?" Rose giggled. "You silly girl, what are you making such a fuss about? When have you ever
seen me wear these stockings twice? I was just worried about what to do with them after I changed them. From now on, I'll just feed them to this dog, so that
people outside won't say I'm extravagant and wasteful." Li Yi laughed, "Miss, Master, your idea is good, but I'm afraid this
dog won't be able to eat them for half a month before it's stuffed to death. It's inevitable ..." "What a pity," Rose sneered. "What's there to pity
? It's just an animal anyway. It can't withstand any more abuse, there's no point in keeping it. I can just
buy a few more dogs like that to play with another day." "Yes, Master." Inside the luxuriously decorated west wing, a red
carpet was laid out, and dozens of maids and servants dressed in red clothes and green trousers stood in two rows. The scene on the ground was not pleasant to look at.
A girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old was tied up and thrown on the ground. Her hair was disheveled, and her
pale face was contorted with pain. She had been whipped until it was bloody. Her thin clothes were also torn to shreds. Her
pitiful screams and struggles only resulted in more violent whips flying towards her head and body.
In the center of the red carpet, kneeling was a woman of about thirty years old named Chunhua. She was strong and had thick limbs.
Oh no, she should be called a mare. She was a mare with a golden saddle and jade bridle, and a bit in her mouth. She had fair skin and large breasts.
With its broad back and round waist, the red "horse" wore a proud and smug expression. Its owner certainly knew how to choose
; imagine how comfortable it would be to ride such a plump mare! Seated on the horse
was none other than the master of this place—the supreme authority of the Jade Saint Palace—Princess Rose. What a
stunning beauty, a woman of unparalleled beauty, capable of captivating even the most beautiful women in the world! She was tall and voluptuous, her skin as white as jade and alluringly sexy
, with a face like jade, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, white teeth, and red lips. She was truly captivating, but unlike other beauties
, her eyes held a cold, arrogant, and menacing murderous intent. This arrogance and murderous intent meant that
countless people would be manipulated by her, tortured to the point of death, or even die at her hands
. — This was indeed the case. The twenty-two-year-old Princess Rose was the Queen's adopted daughter, naturally
showered with affection. The Queen regarded her as a treasure. From childhood, no one dared to disobey her. This long-term
sense of superiority and power occupied her mind, making her arrogant, domineering, and tyrannical.
She looked down on everyone. As for the maids and servants who served her in the princess's palace every day, she didn't treat them
as human beings at all. Besides being extremely demanding of them, she also tried every means to cruelly torture them, making
their lives worse than death her greatest pleasure.
At this moment, Princess Rose was habitually displaying her princessly power. Dressed in a tight-fitting, sexy riding
outfit, she straddled the back of her "mare," her maid Chunhua. Her thighs were wrapped around Chunhua's ribs, her full buttocks
pressed tightly against Chunhua's soft back, while her leather whip rained down on the bruised and battered girl bound to the ground
.
The girl being beaten was named Xiaoyu, also a maid in the princess's palace, only 16 years old this year. This unfortunate girl was being
tortured for little reason; at this moment, she had become a sacrifice for her master's pleasure, and her miserable state only aroused
her master's even stronger sadistic desires.
"Crack! Crack!"
The princess lashed out twice more, striking Xiaoyu's genitals. She screamed in pain. "Haha,
how was that lash?"
the princess asked the maids and servants watching from the side.
"Good! Master, your whipping technique is excellent!" the group of maids and servants hurriedly flattered. "Well done, Master!
Your posture is so beautiful! Master, beat this little bastard to death!"
Among so many people, Lanxiang's voice was the loudest. She was the head steward of the princess's mansion, and she was
the one who made the decisions among the maids, so everyone was afraid of her. When she shouted, the other maids dared not not shout along.
"Hahaha!" The maids' flattery made Princess Rose even more excited. She threw down her whip,
jumped off Chunhua's back, and stepped in front of the half-dead Xiaoyu. She raised her foot, which was wearing a riding boot, and stretched it under Xiaoyu's nose.
"Lick!" Poor Xiaoyu opened her bleeding mouth, stuck out her tongue, and licked the sole of the princess's shoe. As she licked, suddenly,
the princess raised her boot and kicked Xiaoyu in the face. Bright red blood gushed out. The princess then pushed Xiaoyu
to the ground and stomped hard on her face with the sole of her boot. Xiaoyu's screams grew louder and louder.
The princess, her sadistic desires at their peak, paid no heed to any of this. After she had her fill of trampling,
she grabbed Xiaoyu's hair, pulled her up, pulled her pants down halfway, spread her legs,
and shoved Xiaoyu's head between her thighs, clamping it between her legs with all her might. "Heh. Heh," the princess squeezed with all her might.
The stimulation of Xiaoyu's head and face against her private parts made her writhe her hips in pleasure. Xiaoyu's hands and feet kicked wildly in the air; she could
no longer scream. —The princess gave another sudden burst of strength. "Crack, crack, crack!" —With
the sound of her skull shattering, brain matter splattered everywhere, and blood flowed freely, like ten thousand peach blossoms blooming. A young and innocent life was ended
beneath her master's legs. Xiaoyu's body fell silently, her brain matter and blood splattering all over the princess's urethra,
vagina, and anus.
"Ha, this little slut is so weak, she's finished in a couple of moves," the princess taunted nonchalantly, turning
to look at the group of maids and servants watching. They were already pale and trembling with fear at the bloody scene
.
"What are you standing there for? Go clean up after your mistress! Look how this slut has defiled her body!"
As expected of the head steward, Lanxiang reacted quickly.
A trembling maid crawled over, buried her head between the princess's legs, and patiently cleaned
the brain matter from the princess's vulva and anus with her tongue. The stench of the female genitalia and the
fishy smell of blood mingled around her nose. The maid's tongue went into the princess's anus, and the stench of feces assaulted her nostrils. Combined with the fishy smell of blood, she felt
nauseous and almost vomited, but she held back, knowing that if she dared to vomit, she would
become the next victim, just like her fellow maid, Xiaoyu.
"Oh. Oh," the princess's genitals bulged fully under the stimulation of the tongue, and began to secrete a large amount of
fluid. She pressed the maid's face tightly against her buttocks, sometimes ordering her to lick her anus, sometimes ordering her
to lick her vulva. As she approached climax, her body writhed sensually in rhythm with the maid's licking. The maid
licked harder and harder—finally, a stream of pure, unadulterated vaginal fluid shot out from the princess's honeypot.
The maid opened her mouth wide, greedily swallowing it. This was a reward from her master to her dog, and she would cherish it. After the climax
, the princess still pressed the maid's face against her private parts, refusing to let go. The clever maid understood her mistress's intention;
she knew that her mistress would urinate after each climax. She continued to massage the princess's urethra with her soft tongue, and
soon a stream of golden, foul-smelling urine gushed out. The maid strained her neck, trying to
swallow all the salty urine. She didn't find it particularly unpleasant, because in the princess's residence, all the
maids except the steward, Lanxiang, ate the princess's excrement, and the same went for her urine. Therefore, most of the maids here were familiar with
the taste of their mistress's feces and urine, so she didn't find it unpleasant to drink.
Watching the maid finish swallowing her urine, Princess Rose was satisfied and had the maids clean the room before leaving.
With a wave of her hand, the mare Chunhua crawled over and carried the princess back to her bedroom to rest.
Chapter Five:
Princess Rose walked through the police station lobby and headed straight for the chief's office. The busy police officers in the corridor all
knelt respectfully on the ground, glancing sideways at the stylish, sexy, and imposing woman before them, not daring to look directly at her.
No one reported to the chief's office. The presence of six imposing bodyguards behind her intimidated the police officers
.
One bodyguard knocked heavily on the chief's office door several times. "Who is it? Come in!" came
the impatient voice. The bodyguard pushed open the door, and the princess entered the office. The bodyguards poured in and lined up
behind her. The chief, with his back to the door, was still casually fiddling with the pet fish in the aquarium. "What is it?
So rude! Knock softly next time!"
A bodyguard was about to rush forward when the princess stopped him with a glance. The princess didn't say a word. The lowly slave "Anu" knelt
on the ground, on all fours. (Anu was the princess's slave, a eunuch in reality; the princess had four such eunuchs
.) The princess sat on Anu's back, crossed her legs, and her sexy and noble jade feet displayed her majesty! A bodyguard
knelt behind the princess as a backrest. (The princess was extremely lenient and doting on her bodyguards, never ordering them
around, yet the bodyguards were utterly loyal to her.) "Oh, my great chief, what a show of arrogance!"
the princess scoffed coldly. As if electrocuted, the chief froze. Then, with a thud,
he knelt on the ground, crawling over his trembling, stiff body, kowtowing repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, his forehead instantly turning
blue and purple. Fine beads of cold sweat soaked his forehead and nose. He dared not look the princess in the eye. For about ten minutes,
the room was eerily silent, save for the sound of the chief's kowtowing. The princess's face was cold and gloomy, clearly very displeased with the chief's behavior
. "Enough! Do you even respect me?"
With just those words, the chief hurriedly realized something, quickly crawling to the princess's feet, carefully
lifting her noble jade feet with both hands, and gently placing them on his head. He dared not lick them; without the princess's command,
no one would dare. He kowtowed nine times heavily on the ground, "Long live Princess Rose! This lowly servant pays homage to my noble princess
!" This was the nine-kowtow ceremony. The princess's anger had not subsided at all. In a long time, which servant had dared to speak to her like this
! Her phoenix eyebrows were furious, and her deep and majestic voice said, "Are you tired of living?"
The director's lower body was wet, and he almost cried as he begged under the princess's sacred jade heels, "Your
Majesty, this servant knows his crime, please forgive this dog of a servant, this servant will never dare to do it again, hehe..."
"There will be a next time!"
the princess shouted. "Ah!..."
"Your Majesty," a bodyguard said respectfully and cautiously, "He's passed out!"
The princess glanced at the bureau chief disdainfully, then shook her head helplessly, "Wake him up with water, you useless thing!
If there were someone else who could replace you, I would have killed you!"
Awakened from his daze by the water, "Your Majesty! Ah ha, Your Majesty! Spare this servant!"
The princess lifted the bureau chief's chin with the tip of her high heel, "Lick!" The bureau
chief, as if granted a pardon, excitedly licked the princess's noble high heels. What kind of shoes were these——
pristine, soft, and delicate, with ten diamonds of about 15 points inlaid on the outer side of the shoe. Displaying
the owner's wealth and nobility. The pointed heel was inserted into the bureau chief's mouth, and he licked it passionately, the heel, the upper
, the surface, the sole. Suddenly, the princess kicked the bureau chief with her jade foot, and the bureau chief, flustered and trembling, kowtowed to beg
for forgiveness. The princess pointed at the bureau chief's mouth and flipped her hand. The bureau chief quickly rolled over and lay down at the princess's feet, placing
her elegant feet to his mouth and licking them. The princess's 12-centimeter high heels moved in and out of the bureau chief's mouth. The bureau
chief enjoyed it, and the princess seemed to enjoy it too. Suddenly, the princess viciously shoved her heel into the bureau chief's mouth. Crimson
blood spurted from the bureau chief's mouth, splattering the princess's noble high heels and elegant black stockings. The princess's black stockings
were inlaid with small diamonds from the ankles down to her thighs. Dressed in black, the sparkling diamonds dazzled
everyone! The bureau chief screamed like a pig and curled up to one side. Anu, between his legs, carefully scooped up
the dirty blood from the princess's high heels and stockings. The blood on the stockings couldn't be licked off, even with Anu's superb tongue skills.
The princess grabbed Anu's long hair, stood up, and viciously slammed Anu's filthy head to the ground. Anu barked
incessantly
. Today, the princess had only brought Anu as her personal slave. A bodyguard quickly crawled to the princess's crotch, urging
her to sit down. The princess gently stroked the bodyguard's head and sat on his back. Two other bodyguards quickly lifted Anu and
slapped her hard across the mouth. One bodyguard lit a cigarette for the princess, who smoked it while glancing sideways at the bureau chief.
The princess was noble, with a beautiful face, snow-white skin, sexy attire, and imposing phoenix eyes. All of this made
the bureau chief's heart race. Her noble and sexy jade feet, covered in blood, only added to the princess's authority and mystery. The bureau
chief's lower body swelled involuntarily. Under the princess's majestic gaze, he knelt and crawled to her feet, burying his head
under her high heels. "Massage!"
The princess's voice was so sacred. The chief quickly used his mouth to remove the princess's shoes, revealing a pair of noble and authoritative
jade feet to the slaves. The slightly arched feet, the neatly arranged toes, long and perfectly proportioned
, without an ounce of excess flesh or bony prominence, the soles free of calluses, delicate and pinkish-white,
even more awe-inspiring against the backdrop of black stockings! The princess's every movement of her toes was a command, a royal decree.
Those who dared disobey or misunderstand faced cruel punishment. The chief carefully licked and massaged the princess with his long tongue,
and she enjoyed it…
The princess gently lifted the chief's chin with her exquisite and noble feet, "I need a few prisoners, 20 men and
10 women. Any problems?"
"No, no problem, I obey Your Majesty's command!"
the chief replied in a trembling voice. The princess flicked her cigarette ash, and Anu quickly knelt down and caught it with her tongue
. "Ah, haha…!"
The princess pressed the cigarette butt onto Anu's tongue. The princess gracefully and disdainfully released the bureau chief, and the bodyguard gently helped her up
. The bureau chief dared not raise his head, his high buttocks and chest pressed tightly to the ground forming a servile posture. "Respectfully
seeing off Your Majesty!"
The princess stepped out of the room. Her cold and noble eyes, behind black sunglasses, revealed a murderous aura.
The bloodstains on her black stockings made people dare not look at the princess with the slightest disdain. The bodyguard opened the back door of the Rolls-Royce, and Anu knelt
on the ground. The princess stepped onto her mount on Anu's back. Two female slaves in the carriage kowtowed to welcome the princess and
gently lifted her calves and feet to massage her. One of the female slaves carefully massaged the princess's jade toes one by one.
He put his mouth on the princess and began to tongue massage her. The princess leaned gently against the wide back of the chair, her phoenix eyes slightly closed. The carriage was completely silent;
it seemed one could hear even a breath. The princess's breathing gradually became even; she had fallen asleep, she was tired! The servants,
however, dared not slacken their pace. Two female slaves, fearing the princess's feet would get cold, gently placed them
between their breasts.
The Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the luxurious "Prince's Palace," remaining motionless for about an hour.
The princess was still asleep, and no one dared to disturb her unless they were suicidal.
The princess awoke, gently kicking away the female slave, who quickly knelt and kowtowed. The princess placed her jade feet on the female slave's
head, and Anu quickly used her mouth to put on the royal shoes that symbolized the queen's dignity. Ajie, sitting in the front, got out first to open the carriage door for
the young lady. Princess Rose gracefully stepped out of the carriage, placing a hand on the male slave's shoulder. She removed her sunglasses and said 　　in a deep, authoritative voice
, "Anu, you stay here. Ajie, just come in with me." 　　As Rose entered the hall, a dignified woman greeted her with a smile, "Miss Rose has arrived 　　. The Queen is waiting for you in the upstairs hall." 　　Rose and Ajie entered the elevator. Ajie quickly knelt down, and Princess Rose sat on his back. Reaching 　　the eighteenth floor, Rose rode on Ajie's back, turning down a long, red-carpeted corridor to a sandalwood door 　　. Two capable young women stood on either side of the door, each holding an iron chain. The other end of each chain 　　was tied to a naked male slave with a tail, kneeling face-to-face. Rose recognized them as 　　Li Bingbing and Fan Bingbing, the two female guards of the Queen. The two women bowed to Rose and said, "Miss Rose, please come in." 　　Rose turned around and kicked Ah Jie's head, saying, "You can just kneel here and wait for me." 　　Rose pushed open the door and immediately heard a soothing and elegant jazz melody. Under the soft glow of the crystal chandelier, 　　two male slaves were dancing a passionate, intimate dance in the center of the room. Queen Kiss reclined in a comfortable 　　chaise lounge, watching with a charming smile. Lying beneath the chair was the dog slave, Li Yapeng, munching on 　　a Thai mango that his master had tossed to the ground in front of him. 　　Rose stepped forward, knelt on one knee before Queen Kiss, kissed the queen's outstretched hand, and 　　respectfully said, "Greetings, Your Majesty." 　　Queen Kiss smiled and said, "Rose, get up quickly, don't get your snow-white dress dirty." 　　Rose stood up. 　　Queen Kiss gently called, "Peng Nu'er—" Li Yapeng, who was lying on the ground, immediately crawled to his master, knelt up 　　, arched his front paws, and barked respectfully, "Woof woof~". 　　Kiss extended a delicate, boneless hand for the dog servant to kiss, and asked with a smile, "Miss Rose, 　　what have you been busy with lately?" 　　Rose replied with a smile, "What could I be busy with? Nothing more than shopping or reading and listening to music at home. I'm quiet, 　　and I rarely go out." 　　Kiss nodded and smiled, "Miss Rose is known for her quiet elegance. And her taste is very refined. 　　What do you think of my dog?" 　　Rose admired Li Yapeng's face, which the princess had lifted, and said, "I've heard of the famous star Li Yapeng before 　　, and now that I've seen it in person, it's indeed even more dashing than the legends say. Only someone with the Queen's beauty would 　　dare to command such a dog. Anyone else would feel ashamed." 　　Kiss chuckled and said, "It's just a lowly beast, how can it be worthy of such praise from Miss Rose? I don't 　　care if it's the number one star, what's important is that it's the most obedient." 　　She raised her hand and pulled a platinum hairpin from her wavy hair, and lightly 　　poked Li Yapeng's face and neck. Rose, seeing the poor dog trembling in pain yet daring not to flinch, couldn't help 　　but say, "Princess, why torture it? It's afraid of pain too. Besides, its face won't look good if it's all smeared." 　　She giggled sweetly, "Miss Rose is indeed kind-hearted; no wonder she's so beloved. But I don't care if my 　　dog is in pain. Even if its face is smeared, I'll just get another dog." 　　Saying this, she forcefully scratched Li Yapeng's strong breast with the tip of her hairpin. Li Yapeng screamed in pain 　　, and a long, bloody gash appeared on his breast.

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