[Rebirth of a Mysterious Love: The Lewd Dragon Emerges from Its Lair] (Part 3)

The man eavesdropping at the stairwell hadn't expected the police to be so diligent and quick in their investigation.
It seemed Fang Daming wielded considerable influence in Jiangdong and Lingjiang, and many officials were willing to "share his burdens."
His idea of ruining Fang Daming's reputation through his own scandalous private life was utterly naive. But why did Fang Daming and Xia Zhuyi
, knowing the truth, accept the young woman's version of events and not want to delve any further
?

The man quickly realized that no one could truly know for sure. Gu Jianfeng was apparently
the owner of Haoge, and judging from the woman's tone with Fang Daming, the Gu family must have some influence in Lingjiang.
Fang Daming 's current goal was to become the provincial party secretary, so he didn't want any
negative news about him to surface at this time; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so tolerant.

In the greenhouse, Xia Zhuyi jogged slowly on the treadmill, working up a sweat before taking a shower. The beautiful woman couldn't fall asleep after
lying in bed. Her mind was filled with
the scene she had witnessed the previous night at the hospital, where a nurse had given her son a handjob. The doctor on duty had mentioned that a female doctor was treating her son, and she wanted to see how that doctor
treated him. Driven by curiosity, she turned the lock, and to her surprise, the door wasn't locked.
However, instead of the female doctor, she saw a nurse kneeling beside her son's bed,
staring at his large penis as if examining something. Her son's penis was so strange; why couldn't it go soft once it was erect?

Thinking about her son's penis made Xia Zhuyi feel itchy all over. She tossed
and turned in bed, twisting her body a few times, but couldn't resist reaching into her newly changed lace panties,
gently .

Xia Zhuyi lay on her side, her legs tightly clamping her fingers, as if her thighs were a young girl and her
hand a lecherous wolf, the girl desperately resisting the wolf's advances. Thinking of her son's large penis, Xia Zhuyi
vigorously rubbed her clitoris; the feeling was incredibly pleasurable. The young nurse didn't seem to know much about playing with a man's
penis either, just stroking it up and down with her hand, completely unaware of how to make the man feel better.

Thinking no one would see, the young nurse even took her son's penis into her mouth, then spat it out
, muttering to herself, "Big and smelly, not at all like Lili said, not fun at all." She wondered
who this Lili the nurse was talking about was; she must be very experienced in sucking men's penises. Xia Zhuyi never imagined that the
Lili the nurse was talking about was the girl her son had made so badly she couldn't even walk. She touched her own
vulva, recalling the scene of the nurse giving her son a handjob. The nurse had spat out her son's penis and said
she had a new boyfriend and was about to sleep with him, using her as a practice subject. A moment later, the nurse took
her son 's penis into her mouth again.

Xia Zhuyi then imagined the scene of the female doctor, not much older than her, giving her son a handjob. That female
doctor was the mother of the girl who was raped by her son. She wondered if the doctor had
licked her son's penis like the nurse had. The doctor seemed quite attractive, speaking softly. She wondered
what it would be like to suck her son's penis. If she were to suck her son's penis… Thinking of this, the beautiful woman couldn't help but
slip her fingers into her already slippery vulva, gently teasing it.

In the room opposite the beautiful woman, a man was sitting on his bed watching a movie. The movie's theme was voyeurism. The synopsis
said the male protagonist was a private detective who was hired to secretly film the female protagonist, only to discover she was
the mistress of a high-ranking official. The man clicked on the movie because it seemed similar to his own experiences, but it turned out to be an
adult film. The plot was simple: the male protagonist ended up having sex with his voyeur—the beautiful female protagonist.
Although there weren't many explicit scenes, the man still felt a surge of heat.

It was late at night, and the whole house was quiet. After finishing the movie, the man went to the bathroom and heard
faint . Was Xia Zhuyi still awake? In the man's mind, the beautiful woman sleeping opposite him wasn't really
his mother, just a pretty woman who cared about him. What was she doing? Thinking of the woman's beautiful face and
alluring figure, the man suddenly felt a strong voyeuristic urge. He remembered
scenes in movies where the male protagonist used binoculars to spy on the female protagonist changing clothes across the street, and even the scene where Fang Daming talked about how he
used . But the houses now weren't
structured like the old ones, so the man couldn't hide on the roof to watch what the beautiful woman was doing in her room. There was a crack under the door, but he
could only see the dim light coming through.

The man pressed his ear against the door; now he could hear the sounds coming from inside clearly. The man was certain
it was the moans of a woman during orgasm, just like the moans of the female protagonist in the movie when she was having an affair with a high-ranking official.
The man couldn't resist gripping the doorknob and gently turning the lock. The door opened, revealing a crack. The room
was dimly lit by a bedside lamp. The man saw the beautiful woman lying on her side on the bed, her graceful
silhouette . A snow-white thigh peeked out from under the red blankets, then pressed against them, particularly striking. The
woman was writhing, fantasizing about her son's large penis penetrating her tender flesh,
fucking her wildly like he had raped the female doctor's daughter. The man didn't know what the woman was fantasizing about; he only noticed her gently
swaying snow-white thigh, which looked even sexier than any movie heroine.

"Oh... Yulong..." The woman's voice was soft, but the man still heard it clearly. The woman
had called out his name while masturbating. Could it be that the woman was fantasizing about having sex with her son? What a slut!
Thinking about incestuous masturbation with her son, what a slut! Afraid that the woman would discover he was spying, the man quietly closed
the door.

In the bathroom, the man looked at his oddly erect penis and helplessly turned on the cold water tap.
Back in the army, whenever this happened, he would take a cold shower to calm himself down; he never
expected to have to do it now. He didn't take a cold shower, just filled the tub with cold water and wrapped himself in a towel.

Inside the room, the beautiful woman was still lost in her fantasy of her son's large penis powerfully penetrating her, completely unaware that
her masturbation had been spied on by the man. The woman's eyes were slightly closed, her trembling legs tightly clamping her
wrists. "Yulong…oh…" The woman's suppressed moans echoed in the room in the middle of the night,
as if she could see her son's penis ejaculating in the female doctor's mouth, and she felt her own vagina also ejaculating like a man.
A pool of vaginal fluid flowed out like semen.

Xia Zhuyi sat up, her flushed face carrying a hint of satisfaction. She had clearly seen the nurse giving her son
oral sex , so why did she think of the female doctor? Was it because the female doctor was about her age
? Xia Zhuyi, Xia Zhuyi, how could you think of doing that kind of thing with your son? Was she really born
promiscuous , with incestuous genes in her bones? The thought of her son's large penis made Xia Zhuyi tremble again.
Her hand, which had been inside her underwear, reluctantly withdrew. As she tried to pull her underwear up, the beautiful woman realized that her white
lace underwear was soaked with her vaginal fluid, feeling cool against her lower body.

The man, who had finally calmed himself down, came out of the bathroom. Xia Zhuyi was just going to the bathroom
when she saw her son emerge. The beautiful woman's face turned even redder. She took a deep breath and asked the man why he wasn't asleep yet.
The man said he had just watched a movie and was going to bed soon. The beautiful woman said she wasn't feeling well and needed to sleep more
. As she spoke, her eyes glanced at her son's crotch, his large penis seemingly
beckoning . A flush rose to her face as she passed the man. The woman's unique scent and the pungent smell of masturbation
wafted into the man's nostrils. Even more intoxicating was the fact that she was wearing a nightgown without a bra, her ample breasts pushing it
high, her nipples fully exposed. As they passed, her firm breasts
lightly brushed against the man's arm.

His throat tightened. He desperately wanted to pull the woman into his room, tear off
her nightgown, and have his way with her, but he restrained himself. Although he knew this aroused woman had just moments before
fantasized about having sex and masturbating with him, he also knew that some things were better left unsaid. If he
did, she might slap him.

He slept fitfully through the night, and when he woke up the next morning, he went to the bathroom as usual. He saw the beautiful woman
in the greenhouse running as usual. His eyes widened, his heart pounding.
The beautiful woman was exercising on the treadmill naked! He quickly realized he was mistaken; she wasn't naked
. She was wearing a flesh-colored sports vest and shorts, and because she was sweating, and the sunlight was dazzling
, it really did look like she was naked.

"Yulong, you're up!" the beautiful woman turned to greet her son, her
breasts , and her rounded buttocks bouncing with her movements. "Hmm, aren't you going to work today?" His
morning erection throbbed even more from the woman's allure. The beautiful woman in the greenhouse, of course, didn't
notice the change in the man's expression. She continued running, her bouncing breasts giving him an irresistible urge. Thirty
is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger; Xia Zhuyi, in the prime of her life, is already sleeping in a separate room from Fang Daming. Perhaps what she needs now is
a man with a big penis like him.

"It's still early, let's go around eight o'clock." Looking at the monitor on the treadmill, perhaps having achieved her
goal, Xia Zhuyi turned off the treadmill and walked towards her son at the door, covered in sweat. "Are you staying
home today or going out?"

"Auntie is taking me to order a car, I'm going to the company to find her." Although he was covered in sweat, the man still thought the beautiful
woman smelled very nice.

"Do you need to use the bathroom? Don't you need Mom to shower?"

"You shower, I can go downstairs." The man hurriedly went downstairs, afraid that the beautiful woman would see his
embarrassing state. In fact, the beautiful woman had already seen his bulging lower body, but she just didn't say anything.

"You can't buy a sports car." Watching her son's back as he went downstairs, Xia Zhuyi thought that perhaps she should find her son a
proper girlfriend, otherwise it wouldn't be a good thing for him to be so pent up every day.

Fang Lan owns a materials trading company and a
large . Both companies have offices in the city center, and for ease of management, Fang Lan
rented an entire floor in the same office building for both. The man
found the office building using the address his aunt Fang Lan had given him.

"Who are you looking for?" Although the man was handsome, the scar near his eye made him look unfriendly,
like a street thug, only dressed smartly. The receptionist, seeing someone like this looking for the company boss,
wanted to know more .

"My name is Fang Yulong, and I have an appointment with your boss, Ms. Fang." The man smiled at the somewhat wary receptionist.
The receptionist was a little embarrassed by the man's smile and told him to wait while she called the boss's assistant. A short while later,
a young woman in her late twenties came over and told the man that Fang Lan was in a meeting and asked him to
sit in the office for a while.

Fang Lan's assistant was named Qiu Xiaoyan, and she was quite attractive, with a fashionable and simple style that exuded youthful
energy . Qiu Xiaoyan was trusted by Fang Lan, who had instructed her to
treat . Fang Lan kept a low profile in Lingjiang; even some ordinary business partners didn't know she was Fang Daming's sister.
However, Qiu Xiaoyan, as her assistant, knew her boss's identity. Qiu Xiaoyan
began The boss's nephew—could this man be the son of Fang Daming, the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee?
Seeing the young man looking her over, Qiu Xiaoyan introduced herself.

"Sister Yan, hello," the man nodded slightly to the young woman. Fang Lan's
office was divided into two parts: a small outer area for Fang Lan's assistant, and a larger inner area for Fang Lan's private
space. Qiu Xiaoyan poured the man a glass of water and then left, leaving him to observe Fang Lan's office alone.
The space consisted of Fang Lan's large desk, a large bookcase, a sofa, and two potted plants
— a very simple space.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, the man could see the bustling streets of Lingjiang. He gazed at the distant traffic,
pondering how to deal with Fang Daming, who was becoming increasingly powerful in his eyes. Was his aunt, Fang Lan
, using Fang Daming's name to seek personal gain through her company in Lingjiang? The man knew there were many such companies nowadays. Should he secretly
investigate his aunt Fang Lan's company? Thinking of his beloved aunt, he felt a pang of guilt.

Just as he was struggling with this dilemma, Fang Lan returned. Seeing him standing by the window lost in thought, she asked what he was thinking about.
"Auntie," he said, "I haven't been going to school lately, why don't I come work at your company?"

Fang Lan laughed, "Don't talk nonsense. You're not used to it yet. You'll go to school once you've settled in.
You're the only hope of our Fang family, how can you not even go to university?" Despite being married for many years and her daughter
already a university graduate, Fang Lan still felt like she belonged to the Fang family. Perhaps it was
because her husband also shared the surname Fang. Years ago, Fang Lan's husband was transferred to Haicheng as the deputy secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission. In addition, her daughter partnered with someone to open
an investment company in Haicheng, so Fang Lan would visit Haicheng for a few days every now and then. She didn't go to Haicheng much otherwise
, even though it was only a two-hour train ride from Lingjiang.

"Auntie, aren't you tired managing such a big company?" Fang Lan sat down, and the man, almost unconsciously, stood
behind her and began massaging her shoulders. The fragrance emanating from Fang Lan was even more intense and
intoxicating. The man couldn't help but glance at the beautiful woman's chest. Her breasts
were firm and full , rising and falling slightly with her breath, giving him an urge to reach for them. She was his
beloved aunt, how could she have such lewd thoughts?

"I'm tired, so you need to finish your studies quickly so you can help your aunt manage the company." Fang Lan leaned back in her chair,
enjoying the man's massage.

"I can't do it. If I manage such a big company, it'll go bankrupt."

"Xiao Ying has partnered with someone to open a company in Haicheng. If you don't manage the company in Lingjiang, who will? Your
mother is planning to settle here. Give it a little lighter, I didn't expect your grip to be so strong. Have you been
exercising ?"

The man paused, wondering if Fang Yulong had massaged Fang Lan's shoulders before. That was entirely possible; Fang Lan doted
on Fang Yulong, and their relationship was definitely close. Why did Fang Lan want him to manage the company in Lingjiang?
She had a daughter. Even if this cousin he hadn't met didn't want to manage the company in Lingjiang, Fang Lan could hire
a professional manager. It shouldn't be his nephew's turn to be the boss. Could it be that Fang
Daming ? Thinking about it, it was entirely possible. Otherwise, Fang Lan wouldn't have said that, much less been
so , casually gifting him a sports car worth millions and a villa worth tens of millions.

After kneading for a while, Fang Lan asked the man to sit down and talk with her, and then they would go look at cars after dinner. The car dealership owner recognized Fang Lan;
she had bought her Audi A8 and the sports car she gave to Fang Yulong there, and her company's vehicles were also
purchased from this dealership. Although the owner didn't know Fang Lan's true background, he knew that her business was very large and that she had connections
throughout Jiangdong and even Haicheng. Knowing that Fang Lan was looking at cars, the owner, who happened to be at the dealership, personally came
to accompany her.

"Mr. Zheng, this is my nephew. I'm here with him to choose a car. Can you recommend some good cars to him?
But he can't choose a sports car; it's not suitable for him to drive one." Fang Lan told the man to go with Mr. Zheng to choose a car while she
rested in the VIP lounge.

So, that sports car was for this young man. Last time he bought a sports car; this time he probably wouldn't buy a cheap
one. Boss Zheng took the man to choose a car, introducing him to high-end sedans, each costing at least a million.
Boss Zheng guessed the man's family wouldn't allow him to drive a sports car anymore, but the man probably still liked them, so he
focused on introducing several coupes. While these cars might not be as flashy as sports cars, they were definitely more exciting to drive.

If it were the old Fang Yulong, he would definitely have chosen a coupe, but the man was a former soldier who
preferred SUVs. He didn't like any of the cars the dealership owner showed him, except for a
luxury . Boss Zheng looked troubled, because the car the man liked was a specially imported one, ordered by
a friend of his, and had just arrived yesterday. His friend was away on a business trip, so the car was temporarily stored at his shop.

"Mr. Fang, this car was ordered by someone else. If you like this car, you'll have to wait about a month."

The man was somewhat disappointed. He didn't have a car now, and it was
inconvenient . He hadn't expected that the car he liked was already ordered by someone else. Perhaps seeing the man and Boss Zheng
talking by the SUV, Fang Lan went over and asked Boss Zheng what was going on.

"Mr. Fang, this is a car a friend of mine ordered. He's away on a business trip these past few days, so the car is temporarily at my shop."

"Your friend's car? Could you give me your friend's business card? I'll talk to him. We're
willing to pay him part of the cost as compensation, and you can order another car and have him wait a month."

Boss Zheng looked hesitant; his friend's identity wasn't simple, but he still showed
Fang Lan his friend's business card. After looking at the card, Fang Lan gave it to the man, who looked confused: "Auntie, are you giving
me the business card so I can talk to this person?"

"You can talk to him yourself, but this person is Mayor Fan's brother-in-law."

"Da Cheng's father?"

"No, he's his uncle. Call Da Cheng and have him talk to his uncle." Boss Zheng, having overheard Fang Lan's conversation with the man, knew that Fang Lan really knew his friend, and also knew Fan Datong, the executive vice mayor

of Lingjiang .
Just minutes after the man called Shen Juncheng, Boss Zheng received
a call from his friend. Boss Zheng stepped away to answer the phone, and to his surprise, his friend told him
to sell the car to the buyer at 60% of the original price, promising to transfer the difference to him, and warning him not to let it slip. Boss Zheng realized
that this Mr. Fang's background was even more powerful than he had imagined.

When Boss Zheng quoted the price of 1.3 million, the man didn't seem to think much of it, but Fang Lan paused,
though she didn't say anything, only glancing at Boss Zheng. Boss Zheng knew that Mr. Fang already knew
the secret behind the car price, but no one said anything. The car dealership offered a one-stop service, asking Fang Lan what license plate number she wanted.
Fang Lan said she only needed a regular license plate, and asked Boss Zheng to get it installed and deliver it to her company.
After Fang Lan and the man left, Boss Zheng couldn't wait to call his friend, asking about Fang Lan's true identity. The friend replied that
he had important business to discuss with Fang Lan, so he had to curry favor with her. Boss Zheng naturally didn't believe the other party's words.
If they were just business partners, it was impossible for him to know that young man so well.

Ever since the rape incident at the Hauge nightclub, it seemed that all of the man's friends knew that he
also liked women, and they would take him out for any "activities." The man was happy to enjoy these things. He
hadn't become a disgraceful son of a high-ranking official, but being a notorious spendthrift was fine too. It would be best if everyone knew that Fang Daming had been born .
A playboy. One evening in late April, Shen Juncheng called the man, saying he would take him to a
fun .

When the man arrived at the agreed-upon location, he found Shen Juncheng waiting there alone. "Where's Zhiqi?
Didn't she come with you?"

"Her school has rehearsals for the May Day activities. Besides, how can we men take her to a place like this? Yulong,
why are you asking about Zhiqi today? You haven't really fallen for her, have you?" Shen Juncheng was genuinely surprised. In his
memory, it was always his cousin who pursued Fang Yulong; Fang Yulong had never asked about his cousin before. To be honest, Shen Juncheng didn't think
Fang Yulong , a rich young master, could be a good boyfriend to his cousin. After all, men understand men best,
especially rich young masters like Fang Yulong, who had too many women throwing themselves at them.

"Nothing, just asking. I haven't been to school in a long time; I wonder what activities they have."

"Tonight we're going somewhere unlike any we've ever been to before."
Shen Juncheng gave the man a mysterious smile, then told him to park his car and get in.

The car drove west out of the city, then north to the riverbank. After passing through a tall birch forest, it entered
a factory area—or rather, an abandoned factory area. There was a gate in the middle, guarded by a man. Shen Juncheng handed the invitation to
the guard, who checked it before letting the car in. A few dim streetlights stretched deep into the factory area. The car
drove to a large workshop where several other cars were already parked. The two men got out of the car. Shen Juncheng
led the man towards a small gate, saying as they walked that they were late and wouldn't
be able to get .

Two burly men in black guarded the gate. As they entered, they heard a beeping sound. Shen Juncheng had the man
hand over his phone to one of the men, while he himself handed over the dark red invitation.
After checking the invitation, the men put the man's phone in a small bag, labeled it, and then gave each of them a mask.
The mask only covered the area above the nose; the lower half of the face remained exposed. The man
put on the mask, mimicking Shen Juncheng 's gesture.

"What did that mean?" the man asked Shen Juncheng in a low voice.

"No photos allowed here, and no electronic devices. There's a number on your mask
that matches the tag. You can get your phone back after the event. Also, you can only enter, not leave. Once you're in,
you can't leave until after midnight." Shen Juncheng pointed to a corner of his mask, and the man noticed
a number there. The workshop was brightly lit, and a wall divided it into two parts. Once inside
, the man realized it was a completely different world. While the night air was still chilly outside, it was warm and cozy inside
.

The entire area was divided into small rooms. Judging from the size of the workshop outside, each small
room was about twenty square meters, with some perhaps forty square meters. The workshop, over forty meters long, had been transformed
into nearly fifty or sixty private rooms across two floors. The man noticed a small light outside each room, some red,
some green. The man asked Shen Juncheng what it meant. Shen Juncheng told him that green meant the private room was empty,
and red meant it was occupied.

In the middle of the hall were five large wooden platforms, each about four meters square and one meter high. On three of the platforms were racks,
each with a woman tied to it. The first woman was slender and well-proportioned.
She wasn't exactly busty, but she was well-proportioned in all the right places, her curves were shapely and arousing, especially since she was wearing almost
transparent underwear, her breasts and genitals were faintly visible. Most importantly, the woman was suspended from the rack, her body bound with
conspicuous red ropes, her breasts tightly bound, her nipples almost bursting out of her underwear.
A rope passed between her legs, some parts of it completely wedged into her labia. A tall
man was whipping the woman's body with a specially made leather whip, each strike leaving a red welt, and each strike
elicited a cry that was neither pain nor a moan.

On the second platform was a mature woman. She wore a hood, revealing only her eyes. The man
couldn't tell her age, but her figure suggested she was around thirty. Unlike the first woman, this woman
, though also bound, was dressed casually as a white-collar worker: a white shirt and a black skirt. A black coat lay on
the platform , presumably taken off before she was bound. Her limbs were tied,
spread-eagled in the air. Her white shirt was still buttoned, but the area around her breasts had been cut open,
her bra ripped off, revealing her breasts through the holes. Her black skirt was pulled up,
revealing blue lace panties, also cut with a hole. Because her legs were spread,
her vulva and anus were visible through the cut panties. The woman appeared well-maintained; at least
her labia were still a light pinkish-white. Standing beside the woman was a strong-looking man. He
clamped her nipples with two nipple clamps, inserted a small vibrator between her labia, and finally shoved
a string of anal beads into her anus. The nipple clamps and vibrator were connected to wires. The man flipped
a switch, and the bound woman emitted moans of pleasure, eliciting lewd laughter from the lecherous onlookers
.

"How's it going? Exciting, isn't it?" Shen Juncheng whispered in the man's ear.

"I have to say, that woman's clothes make her look really lewd. Why is she wearing a hood
while the other woman isn't?"

"Regardless of gender, those not wearing masks are the ones providing services here; you have to pay extra to have sex with them.
Those wearing masks are members; you don't have to pay to have sex with a masked woman, but of course, the woman won't pay you either."

"How do they collect payment?"

"Your mask has a number on it. When we came in, they recorded that information
together , and the money is naturally deducted from the invitation holder's membership card."

"Are you a member here?"

"No, memberships here are very expensive. The invitation is from my uncle; you know he's away on a business trip."

"Your uncle brought you to a place like this?"

"Men, what's the big deal? Everyone comes here for a little excitement, it's no big deal."

"And what about the woman on the stage?"

"This woman was probably brought by a male member, or she's a member herself, but she just likes being
treated like this by men."

"This world is truly full of wonders."

"That's considered normal. There's even 'training' men. I heard about it from my uncle. Because their tastes were too extreme,
other members complained, so this kind of extreme stuff can only be done in private rooms. I heard that people with this
hobby never close down. You can go check it out if you happen to come across one."

The man immediately shook his head. Seeing something so disgusting made him lose interest in women. The man looked at
the live sex performances on the other two stages and asked Shen Juncheng what they were about. Shen Juncheng said that those two stages were for
people with exhibitionism. People who wanted to expose themselves could perform whatever they thought was exciting.

The woman on the stage was moaning louder and louder. Suddenly, the woman's whole body convulsed, and
a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out from her vagina, which was stuffed with a vibrator. The perverts below let out moans, while the man was somewhat stunned.
So this is what female orgasm is like, even more urgent than urinating. As the man stared blankly at the trembling woman, a
slightly overweight middle-aged man walked onto the stage, pulled out his already erect penis from his pants,
removed the vibrator from the woman's vagina, and inserted his own penis.

"Looks like this woman was brought in by this middle-aged man. Some men can't get hard without this,"
Shen Juncheng chuckled. The man, however, was thinking that if he were to tie Xia Zhuyi up and train her like this sometime, he wondered if
it would infuriate Fang Daming. The image of Xia Zhuyi's alluring figure, her breasts bouncing as she ran, flashed through
his mind. What would it look like if he tied red strings around those breasts? Would they resemble the busty women in pornographic
pictures ? Thinking this, a smug, wicked smile appeared on the man's face. Seeing the man's
reaction, Shen Juncheng assumed he was intrigued and told him to do as he pleased. "You can take off this mask if you want
; many people take it off once you're in the private room. Yulong, this is your first time here, and given your special status,
it's best not to take off your mask. If you see a woman you like, you can go up and talk to her. If she's willing, she'll
go to the private room with you."

The man and Shen Juncheng, who had been improvising on stage, separated amidst the
laughter . On the third wooden platform was a young woman wearing a hood. The men couldn't see her face,
only judging her age from her figure and skin. Unlike the previous two women who were almost suspended in the air,
this young woman was tied to a chair, like undergoing gynecological surgery. Her legs were spread apart and tied to a
wooden stick, lifted upwards and then pulled back, her entire body folded up, her genitals completely exposed
to the onlookers. A man, expressionless, inserted a transparent glass rod into the woman's
vagina . Another masked man excitedly leaned between the woman's legs, seemingly looking at something.

"What a pervert, probably another guy who can't get hard." A woman with a hot body next to the man
muttered softly, seemingly speaking to him again. The man turned to look at the masked woman beside him. She
was thirty years old, wearing a black suit, a black skirt, and carrying a small black handbag—the typical
attire of a modern urban white-collar worker. But the man felt there was something mysterious about her. The woman sensed the man's gaze and turned to look at him
as if scrutinizing him from head to toe. Seeing the bulge in the man's crotch, the woman's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Handsome young man, interested in spending some time alone with me?" The woman turned to the side, pressing her ample breasts against
the man 's arm. The woman's breasts were very firm, and the man, who was already aroused, was instantly ignited by her.
Judging from the half of her face and figure that were visible, this woman was a top-tier young woman.

"So, where shall we go?" The man grabbed the woman's slender waist, his large hands roaming freely
over her shapely buttocks, even reaching into her cleft.

"So what kind of flavor do you want to try? But let me make it clear, I don't like anything too extreme." The woman
grabbed the man's mischievous hand, implying that she didn't like backdoors.

"Then you choose." Hearing the woman's words, the man guessed that each small room here might be
different. Sure enough, as he followed the woman through the small rooms, he saw a sign outside each room
describing the general situation inside. Some even had sports equipment, with horizontal and parallel bars; the man couldn't
imagine how to have sex with a woman on those.

Seeing the man curiously looking at the signs of each room, the woman asked, "Is this your first time here?"

"Yes, a friend brought me here to broaden my horizons. It's amazing what you don't know until you see it."

The woman chuckled and said to the man, "This place is for satisfying all kinds of carnal desires of men and women. Isn't the human heart the most wonderful thing
in this world?" As she spoke, the woman opened an empty room.
Inside was a special recliner with a shelf in front of it.

"Looks like you know this place well, a seasoned member, huh?"

"Heh, this place is all about playing around, not digging into things. Shall we get this over with quickly, or
build up the mood a bit?"

"Do you think I need to build up the mood?" The man pulled the woman's smooth hand and pressed it against his crotch.
The woman felt the hardness of his penis and laughed, "Nice endowment, no wonder you're so arrogant
. I wonder how long it'll last."

"How about we make a bet? Whoever can't take it anymore loses."

The woman seemed to be encountering something like this for the first time, giggling, and asked the man what he wanted to bet on. "How about if you lose
, I can see what you look like? I think you should be very pretty, right?"

"Is that fun? We're out having fun to let loose. Wouldn't it be
embarrassing if we ran into each other later?" The woman pushed the man to sit down on a chair, no longer mentioning the bet. It seemed she didn't want the man
to know what she looked like, nor did she want to know who he was. The woman skillfully unzipped the man's pants and pulled them down to
his thighs. Seeing the hair follicles growing on the man's legs, she laughed, "Playing the Green Dragon? You're really interesting." After more than a month, the scars on
the man's legs had faded considerably, looking like old wounds, so the woman hadn't expected that the man had shaved his hair
for surgery.

"I saw foreigners doing it this way; they say it's more hygienic." The woman didn't respond to the man's words,
her hands already on his unusually large penis. "It's quite a large amount, and the shape is rather unique."

"Never seen anything like it before, have you? You can have a taste."

"You think I've never tasted anything like this before?" The woman actually lowered her head and took the man's large glans into her mouth. The man only remembered the woman...
The feeling of the doctor giving him oral sex was striking; this woman was clearly far more skilled than the female doctor. Her nimble little mouth sucked
at the man with immense pleasure. However, she spat it out after only a few strokes, warning him not to ejaculate carelessly. She wanted to
experience how powerful such a large thing really was, implying that the man might be all show and no substance.

"You'll find out soon enough. I guarantee you won't have the strength to want it again."

"Haha, I think you're only good with your mouth. If you ejaculate before I'm satisfied, you'll have to lick it out for me.
Let me tell you, no man has ever lasted more than ten minutes under my devilish ass." The woman was very familiar with the room. She
found an extra-large condom and put it on the man. Then, she lifted her skirt, took off her matching black lace
panties , and sat down with her back to him. Judging from the slightly darkened labia exposed between her legs,
this mysterious young woman was clearly a seasoned expert. From her position on top, it was clear
that she had a strong desire for control and conquest. The man watched as the woman's round, white buttocks sat down, and he closed his eyes
to enjoy it.

The woman gripped the horizontal bar on the shelf in front of her, riding him like a wild horse.
She wasn't exaggerating; her hip-twisting skills were extraordinary, and her stamina was astonishing, lasting for over twenty minutes without
stopping. The man hadn't expected the woman to be so capable, and the woman hadn't expected the man to be so persistent. With hip thrusts and waist twists,
swaying back and forth, just as the man was about to climax, the
woman lost, I can't beat you." With that, the woman squeezed next to the man. After he stood up, she bent and lifted her legs
, making it easier for him to penetrate her. For a few seconds, the man stared blankly at the young woman's genitals.
The edges of her protruding labia were somewhat dark, while the base was light gray. The everted vulva was a slightly
reddish-brown , and further inside was a fleshy red vagina, not completely black as the man had initially imagined.

"Come on, what are you staring at?" The young woman, seeing the man staring blankly at her genitals, felt a little
embarrassed She squeezed his buttocks between her legs, and the man, his penis still erect, thrust into her glistening, slippery
vagina again. After this brief pause, the man thrust for several more minutes, until the woman was limp and exhausted before finally ejaculating.

After resting for a while, the woman got up, dressed, and said to the man, "You weren't bragging,
kid. I've never met a man as strong as you in all these years.

" "You're pretty good too. If it weren't for me, I guess it would have to be those strong men on the platform outside to satisfy you."

"Hehe..." The woman suddenly burst into laughter. The man thought his self-satisfied tone had made the woman
laugh, but after she explained, he realized that the men on the wooden platform outside, who looked strong, were practically
eunuchs .

"They all look so strong and powerful, how could this be?"

"What's so strange about that? Castrated pigs and sheep grow stronger. But they're not eunuchs, they've just
been injected with special drugs. Apparently, this allows them to focus on training women. Otherwise, they'd all be like slutty dogs,
and seeing a woman like that, what's the point of training her? They'd already be pulling down their pants and having sex."

The man remembered what the female doctor had said; he'd used that drug when he had morning erections, and an overdose
could lead to lifelong impotence. "They're willing?" The man couldn't understand.
What's the point of a man being unable to have sex with a woman?

"How could they be willing? They're forced, like the ladyboys in Thailand. How many of them are truly willing
? These people are specially trained; they've even supposedly studied in Japan." The woman opened her small bag,
took out her phone, and checked the time. What was supposed to be a casual action suddenly made the man freeze. He asked the woman how she could bring
her phone in.

The woman smiled and said, "What's so strange about that? I'm friends with the owner of this event,
of course I can bring my phone in."

"That's so unfair!"

"The world is inherently unfair. Alright, I should go now. I won't disturb your continued hunt for women
. It's only a little past ten, I think you can still pick up one or two more." The woman
left the room, leaving behind her distinctive fragrance mixed with the pungent scent of men.

The people on the wooden platforms in the hall had changed. A group of men stood around the third platform, and two women
were tied , one very young and the other looking to be in her thirties. What attracted attention was that these
two women were a mother and daughter. The men were unimpressed; they couldn't see their faces, so who knew if the two women
were really mother and daughter?

"So, did you find a suitable target?" Shen Juncheng approached the man, seemingly
having just come from another room.

"We brought in a young married woman, and she actually brought her phone in."

"There are plenty of people like that, nothing strange. If the organizers knew your
identity, they would have let you in with your phone too."

With Shen Juncheng's explanation, the man understood that there were two groups of people here. Most were
businessmen , who didn't have many concerns and entered through the main gate; even if they saw each other, it didn't matter. The other
group had more sensitive identities; they entered through special channels, not through the main gate. These people were connected to
the organizers , so they weren't checked.

Lingjiang University of Finance and Economics was known for its beautiful women, and the activities before May Day were quite diverse. Yin Mingzhe invited the man
to watch the rehearsal because the girl he was pursuing was the student union's arts and culture minister, and he was planning to introduce a pretty girl to the man
. The girl Yin Mingzhe introduced to the man was also from the school's arts and culture department; she was very pure and pretty. If Yin Mingzhe hadn't
been pursuing the arts and culture minister so intensely, he might have made a move on this younger student.

The man also quite liked this girl, and the two chatted happily. The girl said she was from Jiaonan, which was
very close to Lingjiang. Upon hearing that she was from Jiaonan, the man mentioned having a friend whose hometown was also Jiaonan, though he had never been there
. The young woman then mentioned that her cousin was also at Lingjiang University, a third-year student. As the conversation continued, the man became somewhat
embarrassed ; the woman turned out to be Fan Zhiqi's cousin. Knowing she was Fan Zhiqi's cousin, the man could only
treat her as a regular friend. If Fan Zhiqi found out he was trying to seduce her cousin, the fiery girl would definitely cause him trouble.

The awkwardness didn't end there; Tang Lili also came to watch her friend's rehearsal and bumped into the man. Tang Lili
was definitely a top beauty at Lingjiang University of Finance and Economics; Yin Mingzhe had once wanted to get involved with her, but Tang Lili thought Yin Mingzhe
wasn't tall enough and wasn't her type. Tang Lili also didn't expect the man to come to her school to watch the rehearsal, sitting next to him...
Only after moving to a
spot would be tantamount to burying her head in the sand, so Tang Lili could only sit there, afraid the man would
notice her.

"Lili, what's wrong?" The girl next to Tang Lili had also gone to the nightclub that day. Because the police had questioned
them , she knew some things, but she didn't know the man who raped Tang Lili was sitting
right next to her.

"Nothing, Chen Jianing's clothes look great today." Chen Jianing was the head of the arts and culture department.

"What's so great about them? She's just picking up what you don't want." The girl was referring to Chen Jianing's
relationship with Yin Mingzhe.

"I just don't click with Yin Mingzhe. Do you know who Yin Mingzhe's uncle is?"

"No, does Yin Mingzhe have a powerful family background?" "

I heard his uncle is a member of the provincial standing committee." Now the girl next to Tang Lili stopped teasing Chen Jianing and Yin
Mingzhe . Her eyes were fixed on Yin Mingzhe sitting next to Chen Jianing, saying Chen Jianing had hit
the jackpot. "They're just having fun at school, who knows what will happen in the future?"

"That's not necessarily true. Next semester they'll be looking for jobs. I heard Chen Jianing has always wanted to be
a host . Dating Yin Mingzhe at this time, it seems she's quite cunning."

The man hadn't expected to run into Tang Lili here. He originally came with Yin Mingzhe to meet the younger girl, but it turned out
she was Little Chili's cousin, and had actually become his younger sister. And now he'd encountered a woman who made him feel awkward.
Seeing the man's distracted state, Xiao Fan offered to take him on a tour of the campus. The man, who also wanted to leave the auditorium, followed
Xiao Fan out.

"Weiwei, you sit down, I'm going out for a bit." The girl next to Tang Lili was asking her about Yin
Mingzhe , but Tang Lili was paying attention to the man's movements. Seeing him get up and leave the auditorium, Tang Lili hesitated
for a moment before following him.

Late April in Lingjiang already had a touch of summer, especially on a sunny afternoon.
Tang Lili, wearing a white dress, jogged to catch up with the man and Xiao Fan. The man was truly surprised that Tang Lili had followed him out, and could only
send Xiao Fan back to the auditorium first.

"Fang Yulong, I didn't mean to do that that day; I was deceived." Originally, she was the
victim , but she also bore some responsibility. If the man couldn't handle Zhang Dashao and Gu Jianfeng, he might turn his anger
on her or her parents, which would be disastrous. Therefore
, after much deliberation, Tang Lili mustered her courage and took the initiative to apologize to the man, hoping to gain his forgiveness . After all,
the man hadn't suffered any other losses besides thoroughly humiliating her. However , no one knew what these privileged young masters were thinking. If he felt he had lost face and wanted revenge, that wouldn't be a good thing. 　　"Oh... what's your name? Is Lili your real name?" The man found the woman in front of him quite interesting ; she had actually come up to apologize. Most women would probably hate him to death. 　　"Yes, it's my real name, Tang Lili." Tang Lili was somewhat flustered. After what had happened, the man still didn't know her name. Perhaps she shouldn't have apologized. This man hadn't cared about her at all. If he wanted revenge for framing him, he would have found out who she was first. 　　"Tang Lili, you don't need to apologize for what happened that day. I know you were deceived too. If I'm not mistaken , you were also drugged that day." 　　"Hmm, how did you know? Have you already had someone investigate?" 　　"No, I heard you talking to Gu Jianfeng that day. I was waiting for Gu Jianfeng to drug me, but I didn't expect Gu Jianfeng to be the owner there. I think the one who drugged me was the woman who was with me the whole time." 　　Tang Lili froze, a chill running down her spine. The man in front of her knew it was a trap and still jumped in. If it became a public scandal, she, the person directly involved, would definitely suffer the consequences. Why would this guy do that? Is he out of his mind , or does he simply not respect Young Master Zhang and Gu Jianfeng? 　　"You…" Tang Lili opened her mouth, unsure what to ask the man. 　　"Are you trying to ask me why I did that?" Tang Lili nodded. The man continued, " Just for fun, huh? I wanted to see who Gu Jianfeng would send to seduce me. I didn't expect it to be you. I thought it would be some woman from the nightclub." Tang Lili's face flushed slightly at the man's words. 　　The man asked Tang Lili how she ended up with Gu Jianfeng. Tang Lili said that a friend introduced her to Gu Jianfeng at a gathering at Haoge, and they got along well and started dating. Gu Jianfeng knew many , and Tang Lili asked him to introduce some people to her father—a mutually beneficial arrangement. 　　"What does your father do?" 　　"He works with network equipment, surveillance, and network cabling, mainly doing projects for ." 　　The man's heart skipped a beat. He asked Tang Lili if her father could get her some high-performance eavesdropping or hidden camera equipment. Originally, he only wanted some eavesdropping equipment to listen to Fang Daming, but thinking of Xia Zhuyi's alluring body, the man's thoughts turned to voyeurism. How exciting and wonderful it would be to witness a beautiful woman masturbating! Tang Lili looked at the man with confusion, but finally nodded. The man asked Tang Lili to get him a few sets of eavesdropping equipment and one set of hidden camera equipment, and asked her to keep it a secret. Tang Lili asked the man if he was free during the May Day holiday, and if so, he could come to her house to pick up some things. The man asked if it was convenient, and Tang Lili countered, "What's inconvenient about it?"

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