[The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued] Chapter 141

【The Tragic Chronicles of a Wealthy Family - Continued】
Author: Zeng Jiu
First published on December 5, 2014
Word Count: 5787
141
As the grating, obscene creaking sound filled the room, all the men unconsciously gathered
around the sofa, craning their necks to watch intently. Taking advantage of the situation, Deng Min swayed and squeezed through the crowd,
leisurely lighting a cigarette, and walked smugly towards the empty sofa beside him.
A bespectacled man silently followed, approaching Deng Min with a broad smile.
"Boss, congratulations! Why didn't you let the young master show up with you?"
Deng Min glanced at the noisy crowd not far away and said calmly, "Feng Nu gave birth to twins this time,
at Boss Long's place across the street. They were premature. My son is still in the incubator; I haven't brought him back yet
."
The bespectacled man said "Oh," and lowered his voice, "Isn't it safe to leave the young master there?"
Deng Min exhaled a puff of smoke, blinked, and said, "Although I have a bit of a grudge with Boss Long recently, we
're all respectable people. One thing at a time. I don't think he would harm my son." After saying that, he seemed to suddenly
remember something, and beckoned the bespectacled man to lean down and whisper something in his ear. The bespectacled man
looked flattered and nodded hurriedly to Deng Min before rushing out of the private room.
Deng Min stood up and heard an excited shout erupt from the crowd. Then he saw Lao
Si, his face flushed, squeeze through the crowd, constantly swallowing as he fastened his belt. His eyes lingered,
glancing back into the crowd with unfinished business. A sinister smile crept across Deng Min's lips as he looked out of the private room.
The pole dancing outside was still going strong, but amidst the deafening music, people were occasionally
stealing glances in their direction. Deng Min smiled with satisfaction.
"Mr. Deng Min..." Deng Min suddenly heard someone call him from behind. Turning around, he saw it was the nightclub owner.
The shopkeeper, all smiles, said to Deng Min, "Congratulations, Mr. Deng Min!"
Deng Min casually smiled and said, "Thank you, it's kind of you to let the brothers have some fun today."
Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face showed a hint of embarrassment. He subconsciously glanced at
the large screen that was still playing videos of Man Feng and other officials inspecting Daxi Town, and leaned close to Deng Min's ear with a troubled expression, saying, "There are too many people here
, and this woman has been seen here before. Don't let any rumors leak out; it could be bad for you, sir."
Deng Min smiled mysteriously and said nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of? Let me tell you the truth: this woman isn't
mine, she belongs to Boss Long across the street. He's not afraid to let this woman see anyone, so why should I be afraid? If anyone
comes looking for trouble, let them go find Boss Long across the street."
The shopkeeper was shocked by his words and froze on the spot. Upon seeing this, Deng Min patted the boss on the shoulder,
led him to the entrance of the private room, and gestured towards a few men looking around suspiciously in the distance, saying, "See?
They've sent people to keep watch here. Remember these guys, and you'll be safe."
The boss then snapped out of his daze, bowing and scraping to Deng Min, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Deng Min. I'll go over there and
keep an eye on things. Brothers, have a good time..." He hurriedly left the private room.
Deng Min watched with a smile as the boss, his face tense, walked to a security guard and whispered something to him.
The guard nodded repeatedly, glanced towards the private room, and then turned and left.
A short while later, a man who looked like a supervisor followed the security guard to the boss's side. The boss glanced
at the noisy private room, then at the bustling, jubilant crowd below the stage, and frowned.
He instructed the man, "Keep a close watch over that area. No unauthorized personnel are allowed to go over there. Also,
make sure you keep today's surveillance video after work and don't let anyone else access it.
I'm going out for a bit now. If anyone looks for me, tell them I'm not here. Don't contact me unless it's absolutely necessary."
Without waiting for a reply, he turned and disappeared behind the stage.
Deng Min stood in the private room, watching the boss's disappearing figure, a mocking smile playing on her lips.
"Boss, I'm back," someone whispered behind Deng Min.
Deng Min turned around and saw it was the bespectacled man who had just left. He held a delicate little wooden box in his hand and
handed it to Deng Min. Deng Min took the wooden box, saw the plump caterpillar logo on the lid,
smiled smugly, put her hands in her pockets, and squeezed into the noisy crowd.
In the tightly packed crowd, Man Feng was kneeling on the ground, her neck stretched out, a thick, hard penis in her mouth
, sucking it vigorously. She had lost count of how many times this had happened; the foul-smelling semen she had swallowed
was churning in her stomach, and the hard penis repeatedly poking her throat made her gag.
Her cheeks were sore and numb she could barely suck anymore, but the men surrounding her remained
enthusiastic. She couldn't imagine whether her stomach could hold all that semen after so many men took turns
. But she dared not stop. She knew Deng Min was waiting for this moment;
even greater humiliation awaited her then.
The penis in her mouth suddenly increased its thrusting speed and force, and the man in front of her
began to groan heavily. She knew that the most humiliating moment had arrived again, so she quickly held her breath
and spat out the slightly throbbing penis a little.
Sure enough, the hot penis jerked, and a sticky, viscous fluid rushed into her mouth. She quickly
covered the penis with her lips to prevent the saliva from leaking out and incurring further punishment. She gulped
down the thick fluid that kept flowing into her mouth, and then began to lick the sticky penis back and forth with her tongue. Looking
at the large group of men shouting and yelling in front of her, she secretly groaned, wondering when this long night
would end.
The large penis in her mouth was slowly withdrawn. Manfeng let out a long sigh, pursed her lips, and was about to
open her mouth to swallow the next penis when she noticed that the person sitting on the sofa in front of her had not taken off his pants. She numbly
looked up, then turned pale with fright. Sitting in front of her was Deng Min, smiling at
her.
Unsure of Deng Min's intentions, she quickly licked her mouth twice,
cleaning her oral cavity and lips, awaiting Deng Min's next command.
Unexpectedly, Deng Min looked up at the men watching and said, "How about it? Feng Nu's oral skills are pretty good, aren't they? Let me tell
you, Feng Nu's oral skills are legendary across the river. But, Feng Nu isn't just good at oral sex
. She's been here all night, so you're not in a hurry, are you? It's a beautiful time; if we just
let Feng Nu stay here giving us blowjobs, wouldn't that be a waste of talent?"
The men in the room immediately understood that Deng Min had another idea to humiliate and tease Man Feng, and
their eyes reddened with excitement as they cheered loudly.
Deng Min chuckled and waved her hand, silencing them. He pointed to the lively pole dancing on the stage outside
and said to the men, "How about we let Fengnu go over there and dance a bit?"
Upon hearing this, a burst of excited cheers erupted from all around, but Manfeng was terrified, her
face turning deathly pale. She couldn't believe that Dengmin would be so bold as to make her embarrass herself in public. Her lips trembled as she pleaded,
"Master, have pity on Fengnu! Fengnu will obediently give you a blowjob, please fuck my little cunt, fuck
my asshole, don't make me..."
"What, is Fengnu shy about going on stage naked? That's easy..." Dengmin lewdly beckoned, and
the bespectacled man emerged from behind him, holding a dark-colored suit. Dengmin took the suit from the bespectacled man and unfolded it. Manfeng trembled even more violently upon seeing it. It was 　　the police uniform
they had given her when they took photos with Long Kun .
Making her wear this outfit on stage is worse than letting her embarrass herself naked.
But she had no choice here. When Manfeng saw Dengmin rip open her short police uniform, she instinctively
shrank back. But when she saw Dengmin's fierce gaze, she trembled uncontrollably, and timidly
got up and slipped inside. Someone came over, unlocked her handcuffs, and immediately put the tight police uniform on her,
fastening only the bottom button as before. Manfeng's two full, bulging breasts
were mostly exposed outside the taut uniform, like two large, white balls, ready to burst out.
Manfeng looked down at her exposed white thighs and snow-white breasts, almost bursting into tears
. She glanced fearfully at the dark mass of people below the stage, then looked at Dengmin, pleading pitifully
, "Master, I can't dance! Please, Master, have mercy! Let me play the flute for you... or please,
Master, fuck my little cunt..."
Dengmin chuckled, "You can learn! You're so smart, learning these little tricks is a piece of cake
. You don't need to learn, just go up and dance with them!"
"Yes, go up! Go up and dance..." A group of men shouted wildly, shoving and
pulling Manfeng towards the box. Manfeng was pulled erratically by countless large hands, knowing she couldn't escape this ordeal
. Her legs went weak, and she lowered her head, staggering along with them. Suddenly, a shout rang in her ears:
"Wait a minute!"
Manfeng's heart skipped a beat, and she looked up to see Dengmin. Thinking he had changed his mind, she was about to
beg for mercy again when she noticed him pull a delicate wooden box from his pocket, the lid bearing a conspicuous caterpillar symbol.
Opening the box, she found a spherical ball about the size of a ping-pong ball. Dengmin took the ball out of the box.
It was black, with a bumpy surface. He squeezed it, noticing its good elasticity.
Dengmin strode up to Manfeng, grinning maliciously, and said, "Master promised Boss Long not to fuck Fengnu's
little cunt, but I can't let it go to waste. This is a gift from Master to Fengnu. You better hold it tight; if you
drop it, Master will make you regret it!" With that, he reached between Manfeng's legs, parted her smooth
thighs, and without a word, forced the round plastic ball into her still-healing wound.
This terrified Manfeng. The ball was inserted
into her vagina, which was still sensitive after childbirth, and even the slightest movement caused her lower body to feel numb and sore. Manfeng couldn't even walk.
But the men watching were incredibly excited. A large group of them, surrounding the almost half-naked Manfeng, staggered
towards the stage.
Several burly men pushed through the crowd below, who were watching with rapt attention, and pushed their way to the front of the stage. When people
realized this large group was coming from a VIP box, they all fell silent, silently making way for them
, some even quietly moving towards the door. But when they saw the woman this group of men were surrounding
, they were all stunned, their eyes glued to the spot, unable to move.
Even those who had planned to slip away turned back, staring intently at the woman in the crowd—a woman of stunning beauty, yet
with a haggard face and strange clothing.
Daxi is located right next to the border, and police officers from XX country are frequent visitors here, so the people of Daxi
are quite familiar with their police uniforms. But today, this police uniform, worn by such a beautiful woman with a stunning face, a hot figure, and unforgettable appearance
, somehow looks exceptionally lewd. Moreover, she's being
escorted to the striptease stage by such a large group of Dengmin people, yet her face shows a timid and submissive expression. What's going on? All
the men present are filled with curiosity.
The backstage area has clearly noticed this large group, and the deafening music abruptly stops. Two scantily clad
dancers, bewildered by what has happened, stand frozen on the stage.
At this moment, the Dengmin people shove Manfeng to the edge of the stage. The bespectacled man goes on stage, shoves one dancer off,
and whispers a few words to the other. Then he waves his hand, and the frenzied music roars back up
. The hundreds of men crammed below the stage were instantly jolted awake, for they saw the
woman in the ZX police uniform being pushed and shoved by several burly men as she awkwardly walked onto the stage.
The men in the audience were stunned; none of them had expected to witness such a shocking scene. This
woman dared to come on stage in a police uniform—it seemed she was going to perform a striptease! Even if it was a police uniform from across the river, and whether it
was real or not, it was still incredibly audacious! Just who was this woman?!
But when everyone saw Deng Min and her group of arrogant people in the audience, they all fell silent.
No one left; they all stared intently at the beautiful woman in the police uniform on stage. After all, such a scene might only
happen once in a lifetime.
The woman walked unsteadily onto the stage, as if she couldn't walk properly. She carefully shuffled to an empty
spot, timidly glancing at the dancer next to her who had already begun to dance. Grabbing
the pole, she clumsily tried to imitate her, twisting her curvaceous body.
The woman's movements were stiff and awkward; she was clearly not a professional dancer. The men in the audience followed
her exposed white breasts and thighs. With each dramatic thrust of her hips and twist of her waist, her large, white breasts trembled, seemingly about to burst from her open collar, even 　　revealing most of
her purplish-brown areolas .
Every time she imitated the movements of the dancers beside her, spreading her legs, the short skirt
revealed everything beneath, even the faint outlines of her dark, silky hair. Everyone could see that this woman
wasn't wearing underwear. Erotic laughter erupted from the audience.
At some point, whispers began to spread among the crowd at the back
. Those who overheard the whispers were immediately astonished. Some began to quietly slip out of the boxes,
stealing glances at the large screen still playing videos, before silently
returning to the crowd, continuing their hushed discussions with those around them.
Deng Min, standing by the stage, had already noticed the commotion. He glanced smugly at the stage, noticing that
Man Feng was dancing with great effort, her movements becoming increasingly fluid, her forehead and chest glistening with sweat, and
she kept stealing glances at him. He smiled inwardly, reached into his pocket, and made a subtle movement.
Suddenly, Manfeng on stage tensed, her legs clamped tightly together, her lips trembled violently, and
her face, which had just flushed, turned deathly pale. Her erratic movements were completely out of sync with the music.
At first, the audience didn't notice Manfeng's strange behavior; many were still whispering among themselves. But
when they looked up at Manfeng with curious eyes, they found her movements were completely distorted.
Manfeng, who had just been stiffly and rigidly imitating the dancers beside her, now seemed to have completely lost
herself. Her face was deathly pale, her eyes glazed, and her curvaceous body, with its prominent breasts and buttocks, clung tightly
to the thick steel pole like a snake. Her thighs, in particular, gripped the pole tightly, rubbing themselves together shamelessly
, completely oblivious to the lecherous stares from the audience.
Manfeng was in excruciating pain. The moment she stepped onto the stage with that round object between her legs had terrified her.
The ball was incredibly elastic, filling her body completely. Goosebumps all over her body felt like tentacles; the slightest
movement triggered waves of indescribable tingling and itching. Ke Dengmin stared at her intently, and she
dared not stop moving, her body slowly adapting to the unpleasant foreign object in her lower body.
But just now, the thing inside her suddenly began to vibrate intensely, occasionally
bulging outwards erratically. Her body stiffened instantly, countless hot currents surged inexplicably within her
, and her lower abdomen suddenly swelled with a sharp pain, as if she were about to lose control of her bladder.
Instinctively, she clung tightly to the steel pipe, rubbing her thighs against it, hoping to alleviate the excruciating
feeling. She knew her current posture was incredibly lewd, and under the watchful eyes of many. But she couldn't care
less. She rubbed and rubbed shamelessly, driven entirely by biological instinct; everything else
was irrelevant to her.
Manfeng's mind was buzzing, the shouts and screams from the audience below vanished from her ears. The
round object she was holding between her legs had become a demon, vibrating intensely and weakly, expanding intermittently, leaving her bewildered. Moreover
, it was becoming increasingly slippery; whether from her own bodily fluids or from its own seepage, it
grew wetter and hotter, as if it had turned into a fireball.
Manfeng desperately clenched her legs, terrified that it would leak out in front of everyone. If that happened, she would truly
be doomed. But the impact of the vibrations and expansion overwhelmed her; her snow-white, full body
writhed and convulsed erratically around the steel pipe like a snake, emitting heart-wrenching
moans.
Suddenly, with a bang, the only button fastened on Manfeng's police uniform popped off, her clothes ripped open, and her
two large breasts flew out, milky white droplets still clinging to her nipples. Manfeng
seemed oblivious to this, continuing to twist and rub against herself. With a soft snap, Manfeng's skirt came undone. It turned out
she hadn't tied a belt; the skirt was only secured by a thin rope, which had broken from her rubbing and grinding. Manfeng's
round, white buttocks continued to twist recklessly, and in a few moments, her short skirt fell to the ground. She seemed
completely unaware, her naked lower body wrapped around the steel pole. Under the bright lights ,
several suggestive, worm-like streaks of light rippled across the inner thighs of her white thighs.
A roar erupted from the audience; countless hands raised cameras, the shutters clicking incessantly
, flashes going off incessantly.
Dengmin, standing at the front of the stage, looked at the naked, wildly dancing Manfeng and the frenzied cheering crowd,
a satisfied smile spreading across her face. Amidst deafening music and clamor, he quietly left
the crowd with a few followers, disappearing outside the nightclub.
(To be continued)

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