[05-30] 【Spring Breeze in the Basement】

"Goodbye, sir!" The young, pretty, and lively taxi driver, Lü Hongyan, put down the large bundle she was carrying into the living room. She greeted me as she turned to walk towards the door.
I acted immediately: I pounced on her from behind, quickly extending my strong arm to strangle her neck, sealing her mouth with pre-prepared duct tape, and then tightly binding her hands and feet. Caught off guard
by the sudden attack, Lü Hongyan was stunned. She didn't even have time to think of resisting, not even to utter a sound, before I had bound her and thrown her to the ground.
She lay on her side on the carpet, looking at me with bewildered, confused eyes. Only when I removed my gray wig, tore off my fake beard, revealing the face of a man in his early thirties, did she seem to understand everything, curling up like a frightened fawn, trembling.
Haha! After meticulously planning for over two months, I've finally taken the first step successfully. Now, the prey is in hand; all that's left is to process and enjoy it. After further training and discipline, she would become my third sex slave!
Blindfolding her, I hoisted the delicate, almost weightless Lü Hongyan onto my shoulder and headed towards the basement.
My residence consisted of two ordinary-looking Western-style buildings above ground, but three basement levels.
The staircase leading from the living room to the basement was located in the stairwell. The door to the stairwell was decorated in the same style as the living room, yet slightly off-center from the main view, making it inconspicuous.
The first basement level was the entertainment area, with a small karaoke room, a card room, and a billiards room. The karaoke room had a luxurious bar and high-end audio-visual equipment. Behind the cabinets in the bar counter were hidden doors and staircases leading to the second basement level.
The second basement level was the sports area, with a gym, a ping-pong room, a bathroom, and a toilet. Behind the integrated sauna and shower room in the bathroom were hidden doors and staircases leading to the third basement level.
The third basement level was where the sex slaves lived and where I had my sexual entertainment.
The hidden doors and mechanisms were all meticulously designed and crafted; even a careful inspection would leave them completely undetectable. The entire basement was well-insulated, soundproofed, and well-ventilated, with a rationally designed and laid-out electrical and plumbing system—in short, a high-end, luxurious basement.
I carried the limp Lü Hongyan to the second basement level and laid her down in the bathroom. I needed to deal with the Jetta taxi parked at the gate first, then come back and give her a proper treatment before slowly enjoying her. There was no time now; I had to do something temporary.
I removed the blindfold and tore off the duct tape. Ignoring her terrified pleas and feeble struggles, I stripped off her silk shirt and floral skirt; removed her high-heeled sandals and pantyhose. I took a wide strip of cloth and, using a restraining method, tightly bound her again.
After forcibly pouring her a large glass of thick milk, I pulled off her pink, transparent, silk thong, crumpled it into a ball, pinched her cheeks, and shoved the entire thong into her mouth. Then I unhooked her white silk bra, using the straps to tie between her lips, around the back of her neck, and secure it.
Lu Hongyan's naked body was displayed before my eyes.
Ah! What a masterpiece of God!!! A standard modern woman's slender figure, sculpted proportions; well-proportioned measurements, snow-white skin; long thighs, a flat stomach; bright red nipples standing erect on rounded breasts, which weren't large, but just right. Between her legs, a high, protruding triangle, thick, dark pubic hair covering her private parts…
Looking at the beautiful naked body before me, I couldn't help but feel excited. I couldn't wait to pounce on her and enjoy it to the fullest. But I, always calm and cautious, restrained myself—now was not the time to enjoy myself; I still had many things to get done. No rushing, good things don't come easily!
I spread her legs wide, parted her thick labia, touched her clitoris, teased it a few times, and then tightly wrapped a diaper around her buttocks. After suckling her breasts, I wrapped her entire body tightly with white gauze bandages, leaving only her nostrils exposed for breathing, like a mummy.
Finally, I put the hastily treated Lü Hongyan into a specially made large white canvas bag, and then hung the bag in the bathroom like a hammock. At this point, unless Lü Hongyan was a goddess, there was no way she could escape.
"Baby, please lie down for a while and wait for me to come back," I said to the wriggling canvas bag. Then I picked up the shirt, floral skirt, high heels, and pantyhose I had taken from Lü Hongyan and tossed onto the floor. I turned and left the bathroom on the second basement level, heading towards the dressing room on the first basement level.
In the dressing room, I began to dress up as Lü Hongyan in front of the mirror. During my time in the special forces, my disguise and reconnaissance training grades were all excellent. Moreover, my lithe figure made me incredibly convincing as a young woman. My comrades hailed me as the "King of Disguise," giving me the nickname "Young Woman."
I stripped off my clothes, attached silicone breast implants, put on a bra, and donned Lü Hongyan's silk shirt, floral skirt, high heels, and pantyhose. Although they were all a little small, they were still wearable. With some light makeup and sunglasses, I looked almost exactly like the taxi driver Lü Hongyan.
I picked up the Jetta taxi keys from the living room carpet, locked the front door and the gate, and with light, feminine steps, swaying my waist and hips, unlocked the taxi, sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, turned around, and drove the taxi away from my secluded apartment towards the city. Even if someone noticed, it would just be a taxi and a female driver dropping off a passenger and returning home.

The

red Jetta taxi, with its "For Rent" sign off, drove around the city for over an hour before reaching the suburbs.
In a secluded grove of trees, I took out a highly realistic mannequin of a middle-aged man that I had hidden beforehand, assembled it, dressed it, put on sunglasses, loaded it into the taxi, half-reclined in the back seat, and then drove onto the national highway.
The women's clothing was very uncomfortable: the high heels were too tight; the Western-style floral skirt wrapped around my thighs and hips, restricting my movements; the bra was too tight on my chest, making it hard to breathe; the pantyhose didn't absorb sweat, weren't breathable, and were unbearably hot; especially the thin, slippery silk panties, which didn't fit well at all, pulling and stretching uncomfortably on my buttocks. I truly don't understand why women like to wear these awful clothes. Perhaps it's just a matter of gender differences!
At the highway tollbooth, I found her family's phone numbers in Lü Hongyan's phonebook. I sent a text message saying "low battery" from her phone, then turned it off and disabled the GPS tracking device in the car. This meant their last contact with her was on the highway leading to Province A.
The female driver attracted attention; many tollbooth staff would remember: a young, beautiful female taxi driver had driven through here that day.
Province A's economy is underdeveloped, and the remote S County, located at the junction of three provinces, is even poorer and more backward. The security situation here is extremely poor; organized crime is rampant, thieves abound, theft and robbery are serious problems, and the buying and selling of women and children is widespread. It's truly a desolate place, infested with shrewish and unruly people.
After nearly eight hours of driving, as darkness fell, the Jetta arrived at the remote K Town, more than twenty kilometers from S County. I activated the GPS tracking device in the car and parked it in a grove of trees far from the town.
I removed my women's clothing, freed myself, and disguised myself as a local old farmer. I dismantled the mannequin and scattered the pieces far away. After carefully erasing all traces I left, I threw Lü Hongyan's clothes and belongings into the car, in the grove, and along a country road.
If "they" tracked the GPS tracking device and found the red Jetta taxi or her clothes and belongings, they would only go door-to-door to see if Lü Hongyan, who had been abducted, was still there; they might even have to go to the neighboring provinces to look for her.
Leaving the grove, I reached the side of the rural road and finally managed to flag down a hand-operated tractor. I asked the driver in fluent local dialect for a ride to the county town, pretending not to hear him. After giving him a pack of locally produced mid-range cigarettes, I was allowed to get on the tractor.
At midnight, I arrived in S county town and, in the restroom of the county guesthouse, reverted to my usual attire. Dressed in a suit and tie, I went to the guesthouse parking lot, retrieved my white Santana sedan that I had parked there the day before, and left S county under the cover of darkness.

The

white Santana drove smoothly on the highway. I gripped the steering wheel, carefully driving the Santana on my way back. It would still be nearly six hours' drive back to N city in J province.
At midnight, there were few vehicles on the highway; the bright moonlight, streetlights, and car headlights illuminated the wide concrete road.
In the sweltering summer night, apart from the low rumble of the car's engine, all was quiet.
After a day of bumpy travel, fatigue and loneliness washed over me. I turned off the air conditioner and rolled down the car window a little. The cool breeze that rushed into the car invigorated me, and my thoughts drifted with it:
"What's wrong with me?"
"Am I crazy?"
"What have I done?"
"How could I, a respectable man, do such petty things?"
"Am I mentally unstable again? Otherwise, how did I end up on this path?"
Memories, as vivid as yesterday, floated before my eyes… I am

thirty

-two years old this year, and have experienced too many ups and downs in life. My older brother died young, and I lost both my parents when I was twelve. I joined the army at eighteen, and my four years as a reconnaissance soldier were filled with hardship. After being discharged, I did all sorts of jobs to make a living: bricklayer, carpenter, electrician, welder, repairman…
With my natural intelligence, I became proficient in every skill. In recent years, I started by buying and selling stocks, then went into business, started a factory, and opened a company… Gradually, I prospered, and my grand ambitions unfolded. Although my career was smooth sailing, my love life was fraught with setbacks and blows...
Ting and I were classmates from elementary school to high school, and her home was less than 200 meters from mine; we were childhood sweethearts. When I left home to join the army, she tearfully saw me off at the train station. After four years of longing and correspondence, on the platform, she welcomed me home with tears of emotion.
Ting wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was gentle and understanding. We loved each other deeply. One summer night, she gave me everything, and I understood women for the first time. As I suckled at her breasts and buried my face in her cleavage, I couldn't help but think of my deceased mother, as if I had returned to my childhood, nestled in my mother's warm embrace.
My first time having sex with a woman. As I inserted my erect penis into Ting's vagina, breaking her hymen, and seeing her face, a mixture of pain and bliss, I vowed in my heart: For the rest of my life, I will love Ting well, and I will make her happy!
Just as we were preparing to discuss marriage, disaster struck Ting's family. Her father passed away due to overwork. Before he died, he held my hand and said, "Ting is in your care now. You must take good care of her..."
Overwhelmed by grief and exhaustion, Ting's mother fell ill. Her condition was very serious; the hospital issued a critical condition notice the day she was admitted. Despite the doctors' best efforts, she was temporarily out of danger, but the long medical bills plunged Ting into despair.
I gave all my savings, which I had set aside for our wedding, and the money I had borrowed from various sources to the hospital, but I was helpless when faced with the continued treatment costs for Ting's mother. The doctor said, "Ting's mother's kidneys are already failing; she won't live much longer without a kidney transplant." But the surgery costs were astronomical for ordinary people.
Ting was in tears every day, and I sighed deeply. Even a penny can kill a hero! I couldn't raise that much money even if I sold my bones.
An old neighbor from Ting's mother's family, who had made a fortune in business in recent years, approached Ting. He told her he was willing to pay all the costs of her mother's surgery, on the condition that she marry his only son, who was mentally disabled due to encephalitis. He had long coveted the kind and virtuous Ting, and now he finally had his chance.
Ting vehemently refused, and my heart was breaking. Ting's mother's condition was deteriorating day by day; it couldn't be delayed any longer. Ting's father had just passed away; she couldn't lose her mother too. I suppressed my immense pain and urged Ting, "Let's save her..."
The night before Ting's wedding, I sat alone in the dark room, agonizing over the impending loss of Ting; my heart was bleeding...
Ting came in, turned on the light, and we looked at each other silently in the dim light. After a long while, Ting threw herself into my arms and burst into tears. I held her tightly, my silent tears soaking her hair.
Sobbing, Ting opened a handkerchief pouch containing a large wad of money:
"Brother Erxiang, this is the money you're saving for your wedding. Forget me, find a girl better than me..."
"No!" I roared, "Without you, I'll never get married, I'll never forget you..." My roar was silenced by Ting's tear-stained, salty lips.
In our passionate kiss, Ting slowly removed her outer garment and gently unbuttoned my shirt. I understood her heart: she wanted to give me her body one last time.
At that moment, in extreme pain, I couldn't feel anything physically.
Ting unhooked her pink bra and fastened it to my chest: "Brother Erxiang, this is my secret, let it stay close to your heart too!"
Ting hugged me tightly, kissed me, and slipped her tongue into my mouth, then held my tongue in hers, tightly enveloping and sucking it. Then, Ting rubbed her breasts against my face and chest, and her thighs and genitals against my lower body. Later, Ting reached into my underwear and caressed my penis and scrotum. Finally, Ting took off my underwear, squatted down, and clamped my penis between her breasts, vigorously rubbing and massaging it back and forth.
However, my physical reaction was still not strong.
Seeing that she couldn't fulfill her last wish, Ting's sad tears fell again.
Ting, who would become someone else's bride tomorrow, stimulated my body with her tender caresses, and the pain of losing her forever pierced my heart. The feelings in my heart were indescribable and inexpressible.
Suddenly, a warm, moist, and tight feeling came from my penis.
Ah! Ting's mouth took my penis into her mouth. She knelt on the ground and sucked on the glans of my penis like a baby, her nimble tongue constantly circling and licking the glans. She held the base of my penis with one hand, and gently stroked my scrotum with the other.
A huge, unprecedented feeling of comfort and pleasure immediately swept through my body, and my penis immediately became erect under the strong stimulation of her tongue.
Seeing my strong physical change, Ting's excited tears soaked my penis and scrotum. Overjoyed, she was so excited that her cheeks burned, her face flushed, and her breathing became rapid. She made soft "mmm" sounds with my penis in her mouth, constantly sucking and varying the rhythm and intensity of her lips, mouth, tongue, and hands.
Recent overexertion, the pain in my heart, and the unprecedented intense stimulation of her tongue prevented me from lasting as long as before. Seven or eight minutes later, under the vigorous movements of Ting's lips, mouth, tongue, and hands, my penis spasmed and convulsed, ejaculating a large amount of hot semen into Ting's mouth…i=42> Ting's lips, mouth, tongue, and hands moved in rhythm with the spasms and twitches of the penis during ejaculation. With each suck, each lick, and each lick of her mouth, my glans felt a tingling, a numb, a numbing sensation; with each of her...

Hands: a rub, a touch, a pinch; my heart, too: a tremor, a shudder, a shake…
Ting greedily sucked my semen, swallowing it with a gurgling sound in her throat and a smacking sound like savoring fine wine. At the same time, her lips, mouth, and tongue continued to suck, lick, and nibble at my still-erect penis; her hands gently caressed the base of my penis and scrotum.
Ting sucked clean the remaining semen from the glans, licked my penis dry, and pressed my limp penis against her burning cheek. As she licked the semen overflowing from the corner of her mouth, she said to me:
“Second Brother Xiang, I’ve swallowed you into my heart, my heart will always belong to you!”
“I will never get married unless you are my bride!”
“No, you can’t…”

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