[The Grand View Garden Chronicle of the Imperial Harem] Chapter 83: Falling Feathers, the Beautiful Maiden Suffers Three Humiliations; The Ice Silkworm Frowns, Her Pure Chastity Remains Unbroken

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Chapter 83: Falling Feathers, the Beauty's Three Humiliations; The Ice Silkworm's Frowning, a Single Thread of Pure Chastity .

It is said that Hongzhou was furious because of Keqing's affair with an actor, and coincidentally, Daiyu was telling a story, circling around the issue of love.
Enraged, he rubbed and
fondled Daiyu, even burning her body with a brazier until she was drenched in sweat, inside and out, for his own humiliation and lewd gaze. If
it weren't 's desperate pleas, her words even more shameful and disgraceful, he wouldn't have stopped. Although he was ultimately spared the burning punishment,
holding the drenched, fragrant Daiyu in his arms was still a frivolous and
indecent .

Not to mention that Daiyu, limp in Hongzhou's arms, utterly despondent, her body still weak, could not help but be
aroused caresses. Thinking only of her current physical appearance, though shameful and lewd,
it was precisely this lustful state and alluring posture that even gods and Buddhas could not resist. Her tender
breasts had already been violated by her master, and today, even if it were snowing in June or scorching in December, her chastity would be hard to maintain;
this lewd master would surely take her virginity and break her pristine innocence. Now, she realized that her attempts to use
that allusion to entice him had backfired, angering Hongzhou beyond the distinction of right or wrong. She feared that
while Hongzhou was playing with her body, he would also humiliate, torment, and defile her. Not to mention the prince's notorious reputation for debauchery
, rumors circulated throughout the garden about his various lewd thoughts. Just now, during their verbal sparring, he had used
a brazier to steam her until she was drenched in a sweat of shame. Being so wet and sticky with lewdness was an unbearable humiliation and
torment. But now, drenched in sweat, feeling both hot and cold, her body burning and her heart aching, her body growing weaker and weaker than described. If her
master were to actually rape her, she feared that not only would she lose her virginity, but her life would also be in danger.

Daiyu, usually so proud, repeatedly thought to herself: If my master were to rape me, I would grit my teeth and endure it with
my body , but I would not give him a kind look… If he were to become angry, even rape and humiliation would be a kind of pleasure. I would
have fulfilled my duty as a sex slave, and then he would naturally punish me severely… I would simply turn into ashes and mist, ending this life
. At this moment, truly being ravaged and pleasured by Hongzhou, her body ached, her bones
throbbed , shame, and sorrow. Leaving aside these feelings, a hidden lustful obsession surged within her,
making the fleeting pleasure unbearable. She was inevitably disheartened. While

she was so disheartened, Qingwen and Zijuan, kneeling on the ground, were equally ashamed. Although Qingwen was already aware of human affairs,
and Zijuan often had a platonic relationship with Daiyu, at this moment, their master Hongzhou was a man, and right before their eyes, he was
ravaging and fondling Daiyu's body on the kang (heated brick bed). The two girls were at most sixteen or seventeen years old, and even
witnessing this intimate contact between yin and yang, this master-slave union, was unbearably shameful. Stealing a glance, they saw Daiyu, usually
so aloof and proud, like a celestial being, now in such a state—drenched, her hair disheveled, her skirt torn,
revealing glimpses of her fragrant skin and exquisite curves, and layers upon layers of her virgin breasts and buttocks alluringly exposed. The more delicate she appeared, the more
alluring she became… The two young maids, their faces tender, were utterly blushing and parched,
unable to . One moment they felt pity for Daiyu's plight, the next they were filled with dread at Hongzhou's wrath, and then they couldn't help but think:
What if our master were to toy with me like this?

Seeing that Hongzhou's appetite was whetted and he was about to examine Daiyu's body, Qingwen considered Daiyu's pitiful, vulnerable
appearance. She knew she was beautiful, but it was likely due to her discomfort, and she worried that Daiyu couldn't bear it. Finally, she
mustered her courage and asked softly, "Master... is it really too hot here? Leaving aside whether Miss Lin can
handle it , I'm afraid you might offend her later. Would you like to move Miss Lin to the inner bedroom?
The bedding, curtains, towels, and incense burner are all there. Or perhaps, Master, you want to stay here... and..."
"...It's inconvenient for us servants to serve here, Miss Lin. Would you please step aside and leave?"

On the kang (heated brick bed), Hongzhou, upon hearing this, glanced sideways at the two women's differing expressions. He chuckled at Qingwen's cleverness,
but seeing Zijuan kneeling on the ground, her concerned eyes and hesitant demeanor, and how she seemed captivated by Daiyu's
humiliated beauty, he knew the difference between mistress and servant. A strange sense of lewdness and shame arose within him.
He coldly waved his hand at Qingwen, saying, "You hussy, go and leave..." Then, pointing at Zijuan, he continued, "You
must stay. You must see for yourself what your young lady looks like. This kind of experience only
happens once in a lifetime. It would be a pity to miss it... Don't close your eyes, and don't turn your head away. Keep your mouth shut, and don't plead
... Just watch..." Seeing that Zijuan indeed dared not speak, he was still not satisfied and added:
"The young mistress in the room doesn't know the rules, and neither do you maids and servants... You keep
calling her 'Miss' and 'Miss Lin'... clearly those are the old titles from your household. Didn't I already bestow the title of
'Miss' upon your young lady? Who told you to call her 'Miss' and 'Miss Lin'? Since that's the case, then I hereby issue this decree: Lin Daiyu of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion
, possessing some beauty and being a former relative, was originally granted the title of 'Miss'; however, her service has been inappropriate, she has not yet
pleased your mistress, and she is not content with her place, flaunting her ancient ways..." "You're just a writer, you're too arrogant, so I'll demote you to 'Miss,'
a step down. Don't think the titles in my garden are just random guesses. Since I've demoted you, I
'll make sure Li Wan, Miaoyu, and Yingchun, those real 'young ladies,' rape and humiliate you, this 'talented woman,' let you
taste the flavor of 'Miss,' and vent my anger! It'll also put an end to your arrogance!"

He spouted nonsense as he pleased, while simultaneously fondling and lewdly playing with Daiyu's body. He spoke and
gestured, leering, and suddenly, without warning, he used his finger to roughly "scrape" the already wet, intimate
folds , making her most
tender and sensitive flesh tremble violently through her clothes. Poor Daiyu knew that such humiliation and defilement awaited her body.
It was the first time in her life that a man had touched her private parts, so she had no mind to think about being "demoted to a young lady and
having her body violated by Li Wan, Miaoyu, and others." She let out another soft sob, biting her teeth to suppress
the whimpering cries of "Please
, Master, don't
touch me there." Her body twisted and struggled from side to side, but it was all out of instinct. However, this sob only left behind more tears, this muffled cry only pleased Hongzhou, and this struggle only caused her jade buttocks, which were already being held close to Hongzhou's lower body, to rub against his penis, which had already frightened her so much that she dared not move
. It was all in vain.

Qingwen, over there, was so ashamed of the scene before her that she felt her lower body becoming wet. Finally finding an
opening no choice but to obey Hongzhou's orders and flee as if escaping.

Only Zijuan, having spent so much time with Daiyu, had developed a rather flirtatious and infatuated heart. Hearing Hongzhou casually belittle
Daiyu's rank, although saddened, she managed to control herself somewhat, feeling a different kind of shame and anger. Hongzhou ordered her to "close her mouth,"
and she dared not beg for mercy, only reassuring herself in her heart: "I was afraid that if Master gets angry, he might harm her… but
our young lady is beautiful, like a fairy. If Master is willing to ravish and play with her, I'm afraid he won't have the heart to ruin her. I'm
just watching like this as Master orders, which only increases the young lady's shame and perhaps adds to Master's pleasure." Although
the young lady's life is unfortunate, and it would be shameful for me to watch her lose her virginity like this... but in the end, it's still a way to save her. I'm just
afraid that the young lady is weak today, and with her master's humiliation and wanting to play with her, she's sweating profusely, hot and cold, and if he
really rapes her... I've heard that a girl's first time is like a trial by death, the most painful, causing bleeding,
even tearing and injury. The young lady is delicate and young... if something bad happens to her, I'd rather go
with ." She dared not speak, only staring blankly, tears streaming down her face,
kneeling there, panting softly, her heart tingling, letting the young girl's lust torment her. Her own breasts
were actually erect, her lower body itchy and uncomfortable, yet she watched Hongzhou ravish Daiyu's body. Then she heard
Hongzhou scold her for confusing "Miss" and "Young Lady," but she also heard him say, "When I get back, I'll make sure Li Wan,
Miaoyu, Yingchun, and a few other real 'young ladies' come and rape you, to vent my anger and put an end
to your arrogance." For a moment, she only heard the words "turn back," and thought only, "Since we're turning back
, we won't be punished today. Why don't I muster up my courage, take off my clothes, and beg my master to rape
and humiliate me as well, or even kill and dismember me, just beg my master to be gentle when he rapes me... Maybe if my master takes advantage of
my body and is satisfied, he'll spare me?" It's just a pity that she was only a sixteen-year-old girl,
naive and innocent, unaware of the ways of the world, and still a virgin. If Hongzhou specifically asked to rape and humiliate her, she would naturally accept it. But if
her master hadn't mentioned it, and she wanted to ask to be raped and humiliated, she couldn't open her mouth and could
only kneel and think wildly... If she wasn't afraid of Hongzhou seeing her, she would have already touched her breasts
for some comfort and peace of mind.

On the kang (heated brick bed), Hongzhou had originally come to Yihong Courtyard to relax, but Daiyu brought up
the matter of Keqing again, which fueled his anger. Now, intent on humiliating her, he held Daiyu's delicate, sweaty body in his arms
like , showing no tenderness, only deliberately groping and lewdly playing with her, while groaning and cursing:
"Let me touch you a few times, see if you get all wet, and you still say that women are naturally pure and don't think about romance?"

Wherever his fingers and hands went, even through her clothes, poor Daiyu's entire body, every bit of flesh,
her face, chin, snow-white cheeks, jade neck, chest, breasts, nipples, lower abdomen, navel, buttocks, thighs,
palms , knees, even the wet, shapely crevice of her vulva, was touched and pinched by Hongzhou
. Every place that could withstand it was even marked with his finger marks. Daiyu, inexperienced and frail,
could hardly withstand such treatment. Not to mention that her breasts and vagina were being played with by a man for the first time, making them incredibly sensitive and vulnerable.
When Hongzhou touched and lewdly played with her, her body inevitably trembled with passion and shame, her whole body flushed red, and she couldn't help but whimper and moan
shyly. Even if it was just her face that Hongzhou touched, it was her first time being so intimately connected with a man, and
tears as she bit her lip, suppressing her pleas and shame.

However, she also knew the proper etiquette. No matter how she thought about it, she might have considered Hongzhou a foolish and lewd man,
only acting out of respect for his status and lacking proper virtue. Hongzhou had indulged her feigning illness in the garden for over a year, a truly generous act of kindness. Now, to want to violate
her body and defile her chastity for his own amusement was also her duty. In a state of emptiness, she
gritted her teeth endured it, her cries of "Master, no!" "Master, spare me!" "Please, Master, let me go!" "Please, Master, have mercy!" were all
suppressed beneath her tongue and deep within her lips and teeth. She only thought that today, her pleas for mercy had failed, and
she had already lost face. If she was to be violated and defiled anyway, and was no longer pure and innocent, using her youthful virginity to please her master,
and if she lost her senses, resisted, cried out, or pushed him, even if Hongzhou didn't blame her, the garden would inevitably
gossip about her behind her back, saying she was "pretentious and didn't know propriety"... She could only pray that God would have mercy on her and that her body could endure
such humiliation and defilement. She could only cry, only shed tears, only sob, only groan, but she absolutely could not resist.

Daiyu's heart pounded, her insides burned, tears streamed down her face, her teeth chattered, and her delicate brows furrowed
in sorrow. She could only meekly endure, letting out a few soft sobs. She could only shrink deeper into Hongzhou's arms, making it easier for him
to fondle and lewdly play with her. But being watched by her own maid kneeling in her room,
all her usual competitiveness and self-admiration seemed to have turned to ashes. She whimpered and pleaded, "Mmm... Waaah... Sob sob..." Her voice was
barely audible, truly pitiful and lamentable.

Hongzhou, however, had already reached under the wide jade belt around Daiyu's waist, and from beneath her underwear,
he was fondling her buttocks, flesh to flesh. The touch was soft and smooth, and he was enjoying himself. Hearing her movements, he panted,
pressing his erect penis against Daiyu's soft buttocks through her clothes, and said:
"What? Enjoyed it? Or upset? You can't even handle being played with by your master for a little while? Are you going to
beg for mercy again? Which tattered old book did you read this from? I can do whatever I want with you... it's all my business...
I won't , I'll make sure you're filthy."

Daiyu was already enduring a lot, but she felt Hongzhou's hand scraping and caressing her buttocks.
She was both curious and afraid, "Is he going to touch inside? Touch my butt crack... how can I allow that?"... As soon as
the thought arose, Hongzhou's hand finally forced its way into her most shameful butt crack. He parted her buttocks
and inserted himself, even grazing her private parts, his hand moving towards her perineum,
teasing and probing... How could she bear it? She felt as if struck by lightning. Her body instinctively tensed as if bound by ropes
, as if Hongzhou's hand was rubbing against her crotch. But hearing Hongzhou's increasingly harsh words, she
still had some spirit and had to cry out, "Waaah...no...no...Master wants to...play with me wherever you want,
it's all right...waaah...how dare I ask for exemption...waaah...Master likes me clean,..."
"I'm clean now, but Master likes me dirty. I'm already dirty... Waaah...
I know my place and manners. Just one thing... Please, Master, please... Let Zijuan leave too... Waaah...
" She broke down in tears at this point. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them. She had intended to tell Zijuan,
the maid in her room, every detail of her loss of virginity and humiliation, how a man had so wantonly violated her. She felt her
life was already ruined, all her pride and arrogance gone, and she couldn't care less about anything else. But if she were to truly plead,
she might lose her temper. Hadn't she already resolved, "No matter how much I'm humiliated, I must fulfill my duty as a sex slave,
so that I won't be looked down upon for my lack of manners?" With this thought, her heart pounded like a deer, her breath became uneven
, her head spun, her limbs felt weak, and her mind was a blur. She felt that it was her duty to bear the sight of Hongzhou and Zijuan witnessing her loss of virginity
. She had already cried herself to exhaustion, her body soaked with sweat, and should have
fainted. Yet, she struggled to say something, even uttering lewd and shameful words she had never spoken before,
blurting out in a flurry of tears, yet somehow coherently:

"No...no...no...sob...Master...I, I am your sex slave. You are my
master, and also my god. Of course, you can do whatever you want with me. My body...my body was born with a
certain charm and interest. I have been a virgin for several years, born to serve you, to be abused and humiliated by you.
If you want to touch me, play with me, rape me, humiliate me, or enjoy yourself to the fullest, you can torture and humiliate me in any way you like. If
my body is weak and cannot bear it, it is my misfortune; if I can bear it, it is my good fortune. I...I'm afraid that you won't be
satisfied enough...or that you will dismiss me, I...I...I will take off my skirt, pockets, and trousers, and let
you thoroughly, completely, and properly...play with my most intimate parts...Although I am young, my body
must have some soft and comfortable parts, which belong to you, Master. You can enjoy them all, and be satisfied. Why..."
…Let a little slave watch from the side…”

She trailed off, realizing it was a weak excuse, still harboring that arrogant heart,
and blushed as she fell silent. Sure enough, Hongzhou chuckled and said, “You little hussy, you’ve been played with
like this and still haven’t learned your lesson… You always have to show off your cleverness. If I wanted to rape you alone, I could confine you in that
room , imprison everyone, and humiliate you for three days and three nights, until you starve and thirst to death, it would be my choice; but if I preferred to
watch you suffer for my amusement, I could have all the maids, eunuchs, and women in the garden come here right now, lined
up and stare at you with wide eyes—who would dare close their eyes?! If I wanted you to take off your clothes for me, would you dare
resist? You would have to slowly and meticulously undress yourself, offering your flesh to me
for my lust.” "What if I happen to enjoy tearing your clothes off myself, humiliating and disgracing you!"

He sneered, and with that, he grabbed Daiyu's already soaked collar of her feather-patterned dress
and ripped it off. With a "rip," the fabric tore and the embroidery broke. The feather-patterned dress had already been through half a day of
rubbing and sweating, and was already in a terrible state. Hongzhou, in his prime today, actually tore the dress in two from
the collar , and could no longer protect Daiyu's body. It fell down her sides... The feather-patterned
dress was now truly "feathered," drifting away into two pieces of tattered silk, falling onto the kang (heated brick bed) and becoming a "cushion."
For a moment, Daiyu was as if naked, her celestial body, nurtured for sixteen years, had its most intimate parts
torn open by Hongzhou. At this moment, feathers fell like rain, flowers withered and clouds parted, rain soaked the mountains, her jade body was shamefully exposed, her soul was broken,
her chastity was pitiful, how much shame, how much disgrace, how much heartbreak... it was beyond words.

As the feathered skirt fell, the ice silk bodice that Daiyu wore underneath, which was supposed to protect her tender breasts,
had been touched and played with for half a day and was now disheveled and moved around...

It turned out that Daiyu had been arguing with Zijuan today, and had been wearing a rare set of ice silk
bodice. The bodice was made of two layers of snow-white Shu embroidered fine silk and a moon-white crystal silk thread; the white
silk was on the inside, and the crystal silk was on the outside. The fabric was smooth and silky to the touch, its delicate texture like cream. To the eye,
it was a pale,
moon-white hue with a subtle, shimmering luster. Wearing it, it was soft and clinging, naturally highlighting a woman's curves while providing warmth and a sense of intimacy. The sheer, thin bodice
was embroidered with two nine-petaled hibiscus flowers, also white, shimmering with a crystalline sheen, at the breast area. This hibiscus-like beauty was meant
for young women in their boudoirs, where, when their outer garments were removed, they would draw a man's gaze to
the hibiscus embroidery, inviting him to take the lead and deliberately admire and tease their most prized breasts
…

But now, the bodice's fine, powdery texture, the hibiscus-like beauty yet to fully bloom, had already made Hongzhou lose control.
It was lamentable that Daiyu's left nipple, small and delicate, erect and tender red, was already exposed at the edge of the bodice's
embroidery . It seems that when Hongzhou violated her breasts through her clothes, she shifted her position,
leaving them .

Ah, it was Hongzhou. He was overjoyed to be watching and lewdly observing her. Indeed, Daiyu's nipples were extraordinary.
While not as full and plump as Xiangyun's in the garden, her breasts were still well-formed, shapely, alluring
, and tender. Though small, they were round and translucent, like two pink peaches. On
that milky white surface, there were now several blue veins and a few rosy blushes… But the most interesting thing
was Daiyu's nipples. She didn't know how they grew; the areola at the center was only the size of a fingernail, a pale pink, almost imperceptible. Without close inspection, it seemed as if there was no areola at all, only a nipple
on her snow-white breast .
Looking again at those nipples, I could already feel them when I touched them earlier; they were so small and adorable, only the size of
a soybean. And their color was a pale pinkish-flesh... Looking at them like this, Daiyu's
pair of pitiful, adorable little breasts hardly resembled the breasts of a seventeen-year-old girl... In some places, they seemed more like the color and texture of a
seven-year-old girl... Only the breasts were full, juicy, and smooth, and the nipples
, though light in color, were clearly erect, already about the height of a fingernail. One could imagine how
sensitive and shameful these nipples were, inviting one to humiliate them. Such innocent, pitiful, and adorable breasts, with their spring-like shyness. In this
light, the moon-white of the hibiscus-patterned bodice, wrapped in two silken threads, wasn't merely a cover-up, but rather a contrast and enhancement
.

He hadn't expected that the moment he removed Daiyu's clothes, he would be greeted by such a sensual sight. How could Hongzhou not be captivated? He disregarded
everything else, and before he could even begin to lick and kiss her, he let out a gasp and "bite" down. Daiyu
cried out "Heavens..." in shame and despair. Her pink, snowy breasts, which she had never shown to a man before, were now marked with teeth marks and
stained with a mixture of red and white... There was a sense of humiliation and obsession, as if a storm was raging, and her entire body was soaked in the sensation from her nipples, like lightning and thunder,
a tempestuous rain A chill ran through her heart: "Is this
what it feels like to be a man's baby? It's so shameful and unbearable... Why don't I just die now..." For a moment, she only wished she could faint
and pass this scene in the afterlife.

Hongzhou only nibbled at Daiyu's nipples. After biting her left nipple, he felt it wasn't enough, so he also used his teeth to "drag" Daiyu's right nipple, which was still hidden in her
hibiscus-patterned bodice, out of the bodice and lewdly violated it with his mouth.
For a moment, his mouth was full of the delicate and smooth flesh of her breast, as white as fresh snow, both fragrant and soft. Daiyu's nipple was originally stuck
outside the bodice, but now he kept biting and stirring it with his mouth, and inevitably he
also put a small piece of her sweat-soaked silk bodice into his mouth, kneading the hibiscus pattern and the nipple together. Unexpectedly, Daiyu's nipple was so sensitive
and embarrassed that it was already very erect. After being violated by his mouth, it actually became erect by two or three points, which
only added to the fun.

Hongzhou's mouth was busy sucking and biting, his tongue swirling and teeth rolling,
thoroughly nibbling on Daiyu's tender, pink nipples, which looked more like those of an infant than a young girl. He listened to Daiyu's sobs and cries, mixed with her
soul- moans, while his hands naturally sank down, picking and humiliating her lower body.

It turned out that today, not only was Daiyu's entire outfit made of silk, but her underwear was also small and delicate, merely a means of
covering her private parts, yet quite ingenious. The bodice was so thin that it couldn't even cover her pink and bright red nipples, but the underwear
, though made of the same material, was deliberately layered with several fabrics, and the waist and leg folds were trimmed with
small, milky-white cloud-like pieces that swayed slightly with her movements, adding a touch of cuteness. Although the two layers of silk were thick and warm, concealing the flesh beneath
, their elasticity almost perfectly outlined the most shameful crevice, making it appear as if it were right there on the panties.
This fleshy scallop, this plump vulva, tightly wrapped in the panties and presented to him, was still damp and full
of the smell of sweat. When Hongzhou touched it, he felt its soft, delicate texture, its distinct size, its irresistible shyness, its loss of chastity,
its aching and trembling sensation. How could he not feel pleasure when touching it?

And this pitiful Daiyu, innocent and pure, a naive young girl, experiencing love for the first time, was both breastfed and had her
genitals touched and played with. She endured the shame and humiliation, serving Hongzhou's lewd pleasure. She couldn't help but sob and cry out in pain and shame. With each
act of humiliation, her body would twist and convulse. In just a short while, her body, weak and powerless, was barely
breathing a blur, and everything before her eyes...
Stars were
, so naturally he'll play with my lower body... Girls' bodies are so beautiful and charming, it turns out it's all prepared by the master
... I'm afraid I'm going to die today, and I absolutely can't be reborn as a woman in my next life..." "People say that when you cry,
your tears will run out... Haven't I cried until all my tears are gone?" She then thought, "My bones are melting, even my fingers..." Her nipples were stiff
and unable to move... The bitterness and torment were already unbearable... Master, you're going to rape me soon... I'm afraid I
'll cry my first tears of spring blood in my boudoir
and won't be able to bear it... Could it be that today is the day my soul departs in resentment? The girls in the garden often say that, as a sex slave, even if you are raped to death by your master, then this and that... Could it be that I am the first one to be raped to death by my master today
? ... So, although my master is lewd and shameless, sucking my breasts and touching my private parts... that feeling is
so painful, yet so intoxicating... No wonder people say that the gates of love are difficult to cross... My life, like a blade of grass drifting aimlessly, is
so pitiful, to be played with by a man once and then perish? ... If that's the case, why don't I take the initiative to cater to him and end my life in that
lewd spring cry... My master will surely regret it later, let him regret it..."

While Daiyu was lost in her own thoughts, Hongzhou was playing with Daiyu's breasts, truly reluctant to part.
Sometimes he would lick the sweat off her nipples with his tongue, sometimes he would roll the sweat off her nipples and spread the moisture, sometimes he
would cut teeth marks on her barely visible areolas, and sometimes he would gently kiss and
play with Daiyu's breasts against his face... After half a day, his saliva mixed with Daiyu's sweat, not only soaking her breasts,
but also making them sticky and shiny, with a thick glaze on her nipples,
making them even more lewd and disgusting.

Hongzhou had been lewdly playing with her breasts for a long time before reluctantly raising his head. Looking down,
not only was Daiyu half-naked, her bodice barely covering her breasts, and her underwear damp and clinging to a slit, but her
two slender legs were also visible. They were so delicate and long, so smooth and lustrous, only as thick as Hongzhou's arm, round and smooth, so
pure and shameful, so captivating, that they were no less alluring than her breasts and vulva when she was a virgin, exposed to be violated... But there was something
else that made Daiyu even more ashamed and indignant. Hongzhou was delighted and surprised to see that Daiyu's two long legs were covered with
two rather rare, jade-like, lotus-shaped ankle stockings. They were strangely long for that time, covering a pair of
golden lotus feet, protecting the ankles, extending past the calves, extending to the knees, and reaching two inches above the thighs. The stockings were a
delicate, creamy white, like jade spilled from an iceberg, with fine, scattered threads like twinkling stars, all revealing a young woman's small, exquisite,
slender and graceful feet and legs—truly beautiful and captivating… And then, what struck me most was that above the stockings and
below the underwear, only a section of the thigh's skin was visible. Not to mention that Daiyu's legs were as slender and smooth as lotus roots, that section of skin, combined with the
color of the stockings and underwear, seemed to invite admiration, inviting a peek. Even looking at it, one couldn't distinguish whether the silk was ice silk or
snow jade, as if the underwear itself was made of ice silk, or as if the foot-binding stockings were real skin—
it

was all so real, like a dream… Hongzhou was also somewhat mesmerized, realizing that Daiyu's entire body—her
bodice, underwear, and stockings—was made of the exact same ice silk material. Snow-white mutton fat, glistening with the first milk of life—
such a beauty of spring… If I hadn't imprisoned Daiyu as a slave, serving her with her body would have been her duty; if
I had been in charge of the three mansions, it would have been convenient for me to adorn the women in the garden with all sorts of erotic ornaments from the palace; and if I hadn't
appointed Lady Wang to manage the "Embroidered Robes," she would surely have served me with utmost care… A virgin like Daiyu, with her
divine and youthful beauty, would probably never again have the chance to be so intoxicatingly dressed. It was all a matter of chance, a stroke of luck…
Only through such manipulation could he savor such alluring beauty. Perhaps it was Daiyu's good fortune that
she was able to display such celestial beauty, a gift from heaven. Even

though he was in a bad mood today, in a moment of reflection, he knew that whatever Daiyu's thoughts were, even if she had
the heart of a young girl, the fact that she was dressed so
provocatively showed her a degree of "respect for her master." All his anger dissipated in an instant. He even praised her, saying, "You little girl... where did you get these
stockings ? They must be embroidered in the style of the imperial palace... It's rare, only you can wear them with such style
... It's time for me to touch and play with them, they've made my bones melt..." As he spoke, he couldn't help but smile
and began to caress and play with Daiyu's long legs encased in silk stockings. He began at the base of her thigh,
where the stocking met Daiyu's thigh, and with his palm outstretched, he grasped her thigh and slowly
moved his hand down along her muscles and bones. His touch was sometimes delicate and soft, sometimes upright and
charming , sometimes bouncy and warm. As Daiyu was drenched in sweat, the silk of the stockings,
glistening with moisture, seemed even more alluring than a girl's bare skin. Daiyu's feet were exquisite; her knees
were almost imperceptible, connecting seamlessly with her thighs and calves like a single pen tube. Reaching her ankles, his touch became
fluid and graceful, sometimes straight and elegant, sometimes round and charming, sometimes with a small, delicate bump on the bony
prominence, like a pearl adorning the skin. He continued to caress her toes, the soles, and the tips of her feet,
finding no other touch more delightful than this of a young woman's body.

Hongzhou, preoccupied with tracing the lines of the stockings, muttered incoherently, his words a jumble of insults and praise: "Lin
girl, you're so flirtatious... and so mischievous. I don't know if you're here to provoke me or to serve me
... You said you were a pure and innocent girl, yet you wear such stockings underneath... You're hypocritical...
Close them a little... You have such delicate legs, I can touch them with one hand... Spread them a little, let me pinch
them inside... Actually, with a body like yours, being a young lady from a wealthy family, a virtuous young woman, pretending to be chaste and
virtuous is a waste of your talent; with such feet, you should be my sex slave, my plaything, for my pleasure
day and night ... That would be worthy of your body... Spread your legs again, then close them again... Yes, that's the best way...
"

He was completely captivated by Daiyu's beautiful legs, his words incoherent, a jumble of "spread" and "
close " incoherent. Daiyu's breasts had been violated and her private parts touched. Her soul and spirit were already
captivated by her sick body, shame, desolation, pity, the virtues and duties of a sex slave, and that little bit of natural lust. She could separate when told to separate and
close when told to close. Her legs, thighs, knees, calves, ankles, arches, and even her ten delicate toes,
were touched, pinched, played with, and rubbed by Hongzhou. But she was too weak. At first, she could still respond with a few words, "It is what I should do
..." "Please enjoy yourself, Master..." "Yes, I am destined to be a sex slave, that's why I wear such clothes..."
"Yes," "Mmm," but later, she was curled up in a ball, unable to speak, and could only let Hongzhou touch and play with her
feet without being able to move. Hongzhou felt an unbearable thirst rising

in his lower abdomen as he continued to fondle her. He felt his penis throbbing painfully, a dull, aching sensation that seemed to be about to burst. He couldn't help but admire her: no matter what, this Daiyu, though lacking Baochai's gentleness and intelligence, Xiangyun's charming naivety, Miaoyu's ethereal tranquility, Fengjie 's fiery charm, and Keqing's alluring passion, truly possessed the soul of a jade maiden and the body of a fairy, with a unique allure . He himself had been through many brothels, yet now he felt like an innocent child, unable to bear the thirst. He couldn't care less about playing with her any longer; he only wanted to quickly break her chastity, humiliate her soul, and let his penis explore her sweet, seductive depths, making her scream in madness and pain, so he could enjoy the divine pleasure. Thinking of this, he disregarded everything else, hastily pulling down his outer silk trousers and loosening his undergarments , not removing them completely, just pulling them down to his knees, and letting his already red, burning, and hard member burst forth. His member was already raging and thirsty, and before he could do , he pressed his glans against Daiyu's pink buttocks, thrusting and squeezing repeatedly. He was so succumbing to the momentary softness and slipperiness that he almost ejaculated. 　　But then he looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, so perfect in every way, like a newly unearthed jade from the Western Hills, its allure just beginning to , waiting for him to fully enjoy it. Hongzhou was momentarily at a loss, unsure whether to first violate her breasts, her vagina, or allow her delicate hands and wrists to roam freely. He had just her small, fragrant, and smooth feet; perhaps violating her soles and ankles first would also be a unique experience, perhaps with a different kind of pleasure. He also considered that touching any part of this beautiful woman would be the first time he had defiled her purity and humiliated her innocence. He felt that today was different from any other day , and his manhood was throbbing with desire. He feared that if he merely rubbed against the many virginal and beautiful parts of Daiyu's body, he would lose control and ejaculate prematurely. 　　How should Hongzhou proceed? And how could Daiyu possibly endure it? And await the next chapter's explanation: 　　Truly, this is: 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　A fragrant robe and silk 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　, Jade bones and icy skin, Grinded with the yellow of flowers; Her 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　small garment loosened, Shy as the waning moon; 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Thin rouge ground, Fallen like crabapple blossoms; 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Every inch, every fragment, Shy 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　; Various marks, every kind of wound; 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　The beloved child's tears exhausted, deep within the bamboo grove; 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　A celestial maiden from another world, fallen to the Xiaoxiang River. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(To be continued)

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[The Grand View Garden Chronicle of the Imperial Harem] Chapter 83: Falling Feathers, the Beautiful Maiden Suffers Three Humiliations; The Ice Silkworm Frowns, Her Pure Chastity Remains Unbroken

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