[Fantasy] Clouds Dance and Moon Rises (Complete) - Chapters 22-26 (The End)

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All of this was due to the military orders of Wei Shuai Zhang Jie.

The prefects and generals of the five routes in Shaanxi and the Hedong route had already received secret reports from Weizhou that the Western Xia were about to launch a major invasion, a conclusion they themselves had reached.

In March, Qing Shuai Sun Lu successfully persuaded A Yan, the commander of the Western Xia Jianing Military Command, to surrender. A Yan led several thousand of his tribesmen to defect to the Song Dynasty. The Song emperor treated him generously, appointing him as the prefect of Youzhou and the chief inspector of the border tribes along the Huanqing route and the Hengshan area, bestowing upon him the name "Huaiming." A Yan's son, Xiangqu, was granted a third-rank official position and the name "Shizhong." At that time, A Yan had said that the Western Xia was preparing for a major invasion that autumn.

A Yan was one of the princes who commanded the twelve military commanderies of Western Xia, and was a high-ranking general in Western Xia. His defection sparked a wave of defections among the Western Xia border generals. Following him, Hengshan tribal generals such as Mo Chui and Meng Shan successively surrendered to Linyan and Jingyuan routes. In April, Wei Mingyaomo, a member of the Western Xia royal family, led his troops in a defection to the Song Dynasty. He was the chieftain of the vassal tribes in the Roulang and Quwu Mountains area of the Xishou Baotai Military Command. These tribesmen unanimously reported that Western Xia was massively stockpiling grain, weapons, and mobilizing warhorses and able-bodied men throughout the country!

In June, the vassal tribesmen He Qiangshan and E'xin defected. Both were renowned generals of Western Xia, close followers of Ledubu, the sister of one of the three Western Xia generals. They surrendered from Jingyuan and were both appointed Left Palace Attendants. Qiangshan reported that the Western Xia intended to launch a joint invasion this autumn, not attacking cities or fortresses, but instead seeking opportunities to penetrate deep into enemy territory and plunder.

The defection of so many high-ranking generals, all unanimously claiming that Western Xia was preparing for an unprecedented large-scale war, could not fail to alarm the Song Dynasty.

From July onwards, many of the spies and agents sent by Western Xia disappeared without a trace. The intermittent reports they received all unanimously stated that Western Xia was undergoing a massive mobilization. Meanwhile, the Western Xia began to launch proactive attacks, plundering and killing in the border areas of Jingyuan and Xihe, consciously strengthening border defenses and blocking information.

This was a habit of the Western Xia; whenever they launched a major military campaign, they would first suppress the news, creating an air of mystery to achieve the effect of surprise. The more they did this, the more it indicated that they were hiding something. The Xia troops at Tiandu Mountain even launched a large-scale raid, plundering Longde Village and Jiuyang Valley, and dug moats and trenches along the main road in Chenggou, attempting to destroy the road. They also sent cavalry to attack and kill border guards, destroying more than ten forts and beacon towers. Although they were later repelled by the troops led by Zhe Keshi and Mu Hua, the Song army's forward positions had been completely destroyed.

This was clearly a conscious effort to weaken the Song army's frontline reconnaissance, early warning, and mobility capabilities.

At this point, all the spies within Western Xia territory had completely lost contact, and no one knew what was happening within Western Xia's borders. The Song army then resorted to its old methods, selecting elite soldiers to form reconnaissance units that frequently launched frontal attacks on the Western Xia defenses and repeatedly raided targets within Western Xia territory, attempting to gather intelligence on the Western Xia army's deployment and troop movements through these probing attacks.

Meanwhile, the border residents and households had keenly sensed the impending danger and began a large-scale migration inland. Countless rumors spread with the influx of tens of thousands of refugees, including claims that Western Xia was about to launch another major invasion. These rumors claimed that this time, their army numbered 500,000 and was preparing to march on Jingzhao Prefecture in one fell swoop. Even more outlandish rumors claimed that Western Xia had negotiated peace and ceased hostilities with the Khotan, Tubo, Xizhou Uyghurs, and Black Khans, and even colluded with these barbarians to invade the Song Dynasty. More far-fetched rumors claimed that the Western Xia had convened a meeting of various Western Regions states in Xingqing Prefecture to conspire against the Song Dynasty, amassing a million troops to annex Shaanxi in one fell swoop.

Amidst this rampant spread of rumors, it would be impossible not to feel panic. The Song army also began a large-scale conscription of local militia as a precaution. Moreover, this mobilization of troops by Western Xia was extremely unusual. News of the entire Hengshan region was cut off, and all the military commands of the Left Wing were under martial law. This indicated that almost the entire elite force of Western Xia had been mobilized. Even reports previously indicated that tens of thousands of tribal men and their camels and horses from the so-called "Right Wing River Expeditionary Forces" of Baima, Heishui, and Gansu military commands—regions that hadn't clashed with the Song army for decades—had been conscripted and their whereabouts unknown.

This was unprecedented in the history of the Song-Xia wars!

All signs pointed to Western Xia possibly preparing for an unprecedented campaign since its founding. The scale and extent of its mobilization were likely unprecedented, perhaps even more terrifying and frenzied than the gamble of the entire nation's fate during the Yongle reign.

Zhang Jie's military orders were clear, and the reasons were sufficient and unquestionable. In all the wars with the Western Xia, the Jingyuan Road army had killed the most enemies and was the most hated by the Western Xia. The most humiliating defeats the Western Xia had suffered in recent years in the Song Dynasty were at Hongde Village in Huanzhou and at Pingxia City. Comparatively, the defeat at Pingxia City was the most disastrous. Therefore, the Western Xia's current military campaign was definitely aimed at Pingxia City, striving for revenge.

The garrisons in Shaanxi and Hedong were to send troops to reinforce the Jingyuan Road. In order to prevent the Western Xia from discovering anything, all the reinforcements had to set off secretly to prevent leaks. The troops

sent by the Hedong Road were a mixed force of two thousand Xiangjun and Fanqi (local cavalry) under the command of He Guan, the patrol inspector of the Huoshan Army. He Guan was a well-known general in Hedong. Although his troops were Xiangjun, Hedong was a place known for its fierce people. His troops were recognized as strong, well-trained, and fearless, no less than the battle-hardened Western Army. Moreover, the Hedong cavalry was a renowned and formidable force, the private army of the Zhe family. The fact that the Hedong commander had dispatched such elite troops demonstrated his support for Zhang Jie. A

dense mass of men marched through the valley, their ranks orderly and disciplined, clearly well-trained, including a large number of cavalry. He Guan, surrounded by dozens of officers, walked in the middle of the column.

Looking at the fierce and resolute faces of his men, He Guan felt a surge of emotion.

As a military man of the Song Dynasty, no one wanted to fail to achieve glory on the battlefield. Moreover, he himself possessed exceptional talent and martial skills, believing himself to be no less than anyone else in the world. For nearly a century, the mighty China had been subjugated by two northern barbarians—what a disgrace! The Western Xia bandits, during the reign of Yuan Hao, could run rampant for a time. Now, the Song Dynasty was striving for progress; both the late Emperor Shenfu and the current Emperor were ambitious and enterprising rulers. After years of military strengthening, the Song Dynasty was no longer the Song Dynasty of Emperor Renzong's time. The Western Xia was no longer the Western Xia of Yuan Hao's time.

Since Zhang Jie pacified Shaanxi, the Song Dynasty had repeatedly defeated the Western Xia rebels, achieving great victories at Hongde Village, Pingxia City, and Shentang Fort. Hengshan, where the Western Xia had relied on to claim kingship and dominance, had been trampled by the Song Dynasty's iron hooves. The Song Dynasty had truly gained the upper hand over the Western Xia.

However, He Guan knew that these victories and defeats were not the key.

The Liao Dynasty and the Khitan rebels in the north were the key. Would the Khitan sit idly by and watch the Song Dynasty gradually recover Hexi? Impossible. He would not forget what happened during the Yuan You era. The Liao emperor sent General Xiao Haili with 100,000 iron cavalry to garrison Yan and Yun, putting the entire Song Dynasty under immense pressure. The entire Hedong region was under martial law, and not a single soldier dared to move rashly, for fear of provoking the Liao army to advance south. As a result, Liang Yibu led his army to plunder Hedong for more than fifty days, capturing hundreds of thousands of people and valuables. Countless elders and villagers in Hedong suffered terribly, their families destroyed and lives ruined.

The Song Dynasty was helpless, unable to fully engage the Liao's 100,000 iron cavalry due to the overwhelming pressure, and could only watch as the Western Xia swaggered about.

From that moment, He Guan knew that to defeat Western Xia, the enormous shadow in the north had to be dealt with first. At least Yelü Hongji was still in power and would not stand idly by and watch Western Xia perish. Despite the recent victories in Shaanxi, the Liao Dynasty was preoccupied with the rebellion in Shangjing Road, and the court, under the rule of Zhang Dun, was strong-willed and able to withstand Liao's threats and extortions. Without the Shangjing Road rebellion, the Liao army would likely have already pressed in again.

However, Shangjing Road was not Liao's heartland. The vast grasslands were not that important, and the Liao army was not currently using its full strength to quell the rebellion; a large number of elite troops remained in Zhongjing Road, Xijing Road, and Nanjing Road. If Western Xia truly faced a critical moment of survival, given the Liao emperor's character, he was capable of temporarily ignoring the situation in Shangjing Road.

This is by no means an exaggeration. In June, the Liao army had already made an unusually large-scale mobilization in Nanjing Road. It is said that Emperor Qian Shun of Xia submitted several memorials to the Liao state, begging them to put pressure on the Song Dynasty. Even the Empress Dowager of Xia wrote a letter to the Liao emperor. Now, tens of thousands of troops have gathered in Nanjing Road, but they have not approached the border, seemingly just for show.

Perhaps the Liao emperor knows that Zhang Dun is not someone he can blackmail, or perhaps he is just appeasing the Western Xia. But no one can guarantee that the Liao army will not actually march south, and no one knows whether this is yet another coordinated effort between Liao and Xia.

Thinking this, He Guan gripped his great bow tighter.

He possessed extraordinary skills, lying low in Hedong, waiting for an opportunity; otherwise, he would have long ago joined the Shaanxi front. He had often heard of the legendary exploits of those roughnecks in the Western Army, how they had killed enemies,

and how envious he had been. He had questioned more than once whether his choice was right. As a military general, it was his duty to fight valiantly on the battlefield. Why should he bear such a heavy destiny? Wouldn't it have been better to choose an easier path? If he had made a different choice back then, he would likely already be a powerful envoy, leading an army and becoming a true general.

Wasn't this what he had always longed for?

However, he was not like those roughnecks. A Confucian scholar, even if he had to choose again, He Guan would still choose the same path. He firmly believed that in the near future, he would become a figure who would astound the world, and history would record his deeds in great detail. At that time, his status would surpass all other military generals in the land! Forget Zhang Jie, Zhe Keshi, the Zhong family generals, and the Yao family generals! He will be the one to change history! He will be the one to lead the Han people towards a great rejuvenation!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the three men in his ranks. Having them disguise themselves and secretly accompany the army this time, though risky, was worthwhile. After so many years of planning, the time for harvest had finally arrived. These three would be stepping stones on his road to success.

Tong Guan, dressed in armor and military robes, mingled in the crowd. Beside him, Yang Lie and Su Hu were also dressed as military academy students. Su Hu's disguise as a man was very convincing; she probably possessed some strange special ability to control her vocal cords, making her voice much deeper, making her look like a handsome junior officer. They were traveling with He Guan's personal guard. Although the three were unfamiliar faces, no one questioned them; clearly, He Guan had already made arrangements.

The Song army's discipline was inherited from the Five Dynasties period, still carrying the tradition of arrogant and fierce generals. Even the most elite and skilled Western Army was not immune to mutinies, mutinies, and the killing of innocent civilians to claim credit. Not to mention, it was common for large armies to steal chickens, dogs, and kidnap people when they passed through the territory. It was common practice for generals to use their privileges to bring unidentified people along and to smuggle personal goods into the baggage train. Not to mention the Hedong troops, who were far from the emperor's reach, whose discipline was even worse than that of the Western Army. It was not a big deal for a few strangers to occasionally appear in the ranks. As long as the commander gave the order, no one would interfere.

Tong Guan did not think so much about it. In fact, he was already attracted by the magnificent sight of the iron cavalry. Although the Hedong reinforcements numbered only two thousand and were all local cavalry, He Guan's troops were elite. The Hedong officials did not want the Western Army to look down on them, so they provided them with armor before departure. All the paper armor of these two thousand people was discarded and replaced with iron armor. Although they were still on the march, and as was customary before reaching the war zone, soldiers did not wear armor to conserve energy, there were still several thousand men. The sheer scale of their armor and the imposing presence of their armor stirred a surge of excitement within Tong Guan.

This was the life of a true man! Commanding an army of one hundred thousand, conquering the world! He now understood the feelings of his predecessor, Li Xian. What were riches, honors, fine clothes, and sumptuous meals compared to the sweetness of such power! No one with ambition and aspirations could remain unmoved in such an era!

This was the most concentrated and supreme manifestation of power! What did it matter if one entered the inner palace? What did it matter if one was appointed a military governor? How could it compare to having thousands of troops prostrate at one's feet, obeying one's command, and conquering the world!

Tong Guan secretly vowed that one day he would be even greater than Li Xian, Qin Han, and others!

But for now, he was still aware of his own limitations. He didn't know how many years it would take to reach that point. For now, he could only do his duty…

September, the day of Yimao, in Pingxia City.

The sky was overcast, and by noon, a light rain began to fall, which gradually intensified. Coupled with the cold autumn wind, it brought a chill to the air.

At this time, Pingxia City was teeming with troops. Not only was the city itself filled with soldiers, but the open areas outside were also packed with camps. The city's defenses were well-maintained; the moat outside was deep and wide, drawbridges hung high at the four gates, and several outer moats and sheep-and-horse walls were in place. Ambush traps and treacherous pits were scattered throughout, and crossbow platforms and cannons stood in rows atop the city walls. Dozens of cannons stood inside the city, their cannonballs neatly piled up beside them. Flags and banners were everywhere on the city walls, though soaked by the rain and unable to flutter, the characters for "Guo" (郭, meaning "country") were still faintly visible. On the pontoon road, a dense mass of soldiers clad in iron armor and raincoats stood motionless like nails, despite the rain.

Meanwhile, in the camps outside the city, dozens of banners bearing the characters "Zhong," "Guo," "Wang," and "Miao" were displayed. This time, Zhang Jie personally selected the generals, promoting Guo Cheng, the fifth deputy general of Jingyuan, to the eleventh general, to guard Pingxia City. Guo Cheng was originally a garrison commander in the Zhenxu Army, but after Zhe Keshi was transferred to the Zhenxu Army, he was reassigned to guard Lingping Village, and now he was simply transferred to guard Pingxia City.

The reinforcements coming from all sides were all elite troops and fierce generals. The commander of the Linyan Army was Miao Lü, who had been demoted and sent to Shanzhou to supervise wine taxes after being held accountable for the defeat by the court. However, not long after, he was transferred back to Linyan Road as a military commander, as the war with Western Xia was still ongoing, and a fierce general like Miao Lü was still useful.

Moreover, after taking office, Miao Lü repeatedly made great contributions. In May, he led his troops to attack Xiazhou, breaking through the Dashadui camp, defeating the Xia general Weiming Qile, and plundering tens of thousands of Western Xia border households. Later, in August, he joined forces with the allied forces of Jingyuan Zhe Keshi, Hedong Zhang Shiyong, and Xihe Wang Shunchen at Liu Qingping, and decisively defeated the famous Western Xia general Wei Mingji at Qingling. Both battles were the "hard-fought" style of fighting that Miao Lü excelled at, and both resulted in victory. He was subsequently reinstated as a general, and this time he was appointed commander of one of the armies.

The commander of Huanqing was Zhong Pu, a leading figure of the younger generation of the Zhong family generals. Zhong Pu had made great contributions in the previous battle of Pingxia City, and later fought in the Western Regions, repeatedly defeating the Tibetan Aligu, achieving remarkable feats. Huanqing was a territory cultivated by three generations of the Zhong family; since his grandfather Zhong Shiheng, generations of his family had served as local officials and regional vassals, serving with great joy. The commander of the Qin Feng army was Wang Dao, a former subordinate of Li Xian, a famous and valiant general who had led the expansion of Xihe. The commander of all the reinforcements was Wang En, a famous and fierce general of the Western Army, known as the "King of Jingyuan Cavalry General," and the deputy commander of the Jingyuan Road.

Such a lineup clearly demonstrates Zhang Jie's painstaking efforts and determination to win this battle!

Beneath the drum tower at the north gate of the city, Han Yue, clad in paper armor and wielding a large bow and spear, hid under the eaves, carefully observing the City God Temple gate on the right side of the opposite street.

In the Central Plains dynasties, whether Tang, Song, or Five Dynasties, all city construction had a tradition of building a City God Temple in the north of the city. No one knows exactly when this tradition began, but it has been passed down from generation to generation. It is said that city construction is not arbitrary; feng shui must be considered when choosing a site, and the City God Temple is the building within the city to suppress this feng shui. If the feng shui location is correct, the city will become an impregnable fortress.

In fact, countless internal and external wars over the centuries of the Tang and Song dynasties have led to the fall of countless cities, and the City God Temple has not played much of a role. However, this mysterious tradition still has a wide market, and no city builder dares to take it lightly.

Han Yue's current identity is that of a patrol archer in Pingxia City. He traveled from Daming Prefecture to Shaanxi, a journey that took nearly two months. Upon arrival, Shaanxi was already in a state of panic, with large numbers of border residents retreating inland. Shaanxi had once again begun a large-scale recruitment of local archers. At this time, checks were strict, and almost no merchants were venturing into this war-torn region. Therefore, the only way to establish oneself in Pingxia City was to join the army

. Han Yue's official travel permit was genuine, and it didn't arouse suspicion. With his martial arts skills, he could draw a powerful bow more than twenty times in one go, naturally winning the favor of the recruitment officials. However, his height didn't meet the requirements, preventing him from joining the Imperial Guard. Although he had a small gold tattoo on his forehead, he became a captain among the patrol soldiers, commanding about a hundred men, and successfully infiltrated the Pingxia City army.

Although the city's army was large, each had its own duties and defense zones, and could not roam freely. Guo Cheng's military discipline was strict, and no one dared to violate it. Initially, Han Yue was assigned to the east city, unable to approach the north city at all. He was anxious and frustrated, but could only watch helplessly. Three days ago, however, heaven smiled upon him. The reinforcements from Hedong entered the city, and the garrisons of various city gates were redeployed. Miraculously, he was able to reach the north city. However, three days had passed. Although he could see the gate of the City God Temple every day, the streets were filled with soldiers walking around, day and night. The chance of sneaking into the City God Temple undetected under such public scrutiny was extremely slim. After enduring these days, heaven actually sent down a heavy rain, truly a godsend!

Tonight was the opportunity! He didn't care if it was a dragon's den or a tiger's lair; he had to bite the bullet and try. Even with the heavy rain as cover, success was not guaranteed, but once the rain stopped and the sun came out, the chances would be even smaller.

“Brothers, let’s wait until the rain subsides a bit before going out again. Don’t anger those Imperial Guards;

their batons are no joke.” Han Yue was the most skilled in martial arts among the local militia, and thus held considerable authority. The archers readily agreed, donned their raincoats, and ventured back into the rain. Han Yue deliberately circled the City God Temple several times, thoroughly familiarizing himself with the roads and buildings along the way. After scouting the area, he returned to the Drum Tower. At that moment, another group of militia passed by them, and the group hurriedly made way for them to avoid the rain. Han Yue lowered his head and stepped aside, completely unaware that a cold, sharp gaze swept across his face.

Night fell, and in the third watch of the night, the rain continued, but lessened somewhat.

Pingxia City was located on the front lines and was under a strict curfew. Apart from the frequent patrols of the night guards and the scattered lights on the city walls, no one else appeared on the streets. After a patrol of night guards passed by, Han Yue’s figure seemed to float out like a ghost, disappearing beneath the Drum Tower.

Pingxia City was a large town with its own military camps. Normally, it could house several thousand soldiers without needing to requisition civilian residences. However, when the large army had gathered in the city a few days ago, many houses were requisitioned. Later, as the armies gradually moved out of the city, the city became spacious again. The imperial guards naturally stayed in the better-equipped camps, while the local militia and garrison troops were scattered among the city's civilian houses. This made things convenient for Han Yue; if he were in the main camp, the security would be extremely tight, and getting in and out would be very difficult.

The City God Temple was spacious, but no one lived there. That was the rule in the army; the City God was the deity who protected the city, and no one was allowed to enter his territory lightly.

Han Yue waited a while longer. He knew these Western Army soldiers of the Song Dynasty were all veterans who had experienced countless battles, and they had their own methods for patrolling and keeping watch. If he let his guard down, he feared he would be discovered. Sure enough, two more people suddenly appeared from around the corner, leading a dog. If Han Yue had revealed herself immediately after the patrol pair had passed, she would have been spotted by these two men. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hiding in the shadows, too afraid to move, holding her breath, lest the dog notice her.

Just then, another patrol team appeared from the side, carrying lanterns. It seemed the general who designed their patrol routes was a capable man; the routes of the various patrol teams intersected, ensuring continuity and leaving no blind spots. The patrol team shouted to the two men, "Who goes there?"

"Patrolmen of the horse stables."

"What for?"

"To patrol the stables!"

"Password!"

The two men responded, "Trample Helan!"

Their dog, seeing strangers, barked incessantly. The two men pulled the dog back, thinking how loudly the beast barked, impossible to silence.

The patrol team replied, "Yuanfu Tianwei!"

and then walked over. The two men still couldn't understand why the dog kept barking, so they finally kicked it in the rear. The dog whimpered pitifully and finally stopped barking. Then the two continued on their way. In the shadows beneath the Drum Tower, Han Yue's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. That dog was incredibly agile; thankfully, its owner was an idiot.

Without hesitation, as soon as the two figures disappeared, he leaped out without a second thought. His toes barely touched the ground, and he soared into the rain, seemingly weightless, onto the city god temple wall. He pushed off with his hands, flipped over, and entered the courtyard. Another group of servants passed by outside; the timing was truly precarious.

Han Yue gathered his energy and landed, lightly touching the ground with his toes. He took several steps before regaining his footing, suppressing the surging internal energy in his chest. This kind of internal martial arts lightness skill is extremely taxing on physical strength, unlike the external martial arts techniques like "leaping on dry land" or "flying over grass," which rely purely on brute force. However, it allows one to temporarily "fly" like a bird. Without this skill, the temple wall, over ten feet high, would truly be insurmountable by human strength.

He rushed into the incense burner of the City God, his eyes already adjusted to the darkness. Looking up, he saw that the ceiling was about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) above the ground. Han Yue gathered his energy again, leaping into the air, using the wall as leverage to rise another seven or eight feet, finally reaching the main beam. This series of movements exhausted him. He clung to the beam, dangling in mid-air, catching his breath before shrunk up like a nimble monkey.

After groping around for a while, he quickly found a hidden compartment. Han Yue was overjoyed; after all the trouble, he had finally found it.

He took out the scroll; the familiar feeling was unmistakable. He knew without even looking that it was his own masterpiece. Han Yue hurriedly unfolded it, lit a tinderbox, and saw that it was indeed his own erotic painting. By the firelight, he could see something drawn on the back of the mounting, but upon closer inspection, it was a map—definitely the location where Sun Erniang hid those things. He didn't care about that, and with a tinderbox in hand, he was about to burn the painting. He'd just lit a corner when he suddenly heard a noise outside, and terrified, he quickly extinguished the flame.

But it was too late. A figure flashed in like a ghost, leaping into the air like a great bird, hurtling towards Han Yue on the roof beam with a whistling sound.

Han Yue was startled and, without thinking, performed a perfect somersault. Using his buttocks as leverage, he spun around the beam like a top, dodging seven or eight feet. The dark figure, having missed its initial attack, seemed to have anticipated this. Using the beam as leverage, he sprang to the side, striking Han Yue again with a palm strike, but again missed. In the blink of an eye, Han Yue had landed safely. Han

Yue was frantic. He'd come out in the middle of the night unarmed, and seeing the opponent's formidable skill, if the opponent was armed, he would surely be defeated in hand-to-hand combat. Not knowing how many people were on the other side, and afraid to run away, he listened intently, but there seemed to be no one lying in ambush outside. If a fight broke out and alerted the patrolling soldiers outside, things would be disastrous.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the figure on the roof beam descended, nimbly flashing several steps to block his escape route, also unarmed.

"You audacious thief! I am the head patrol officer of this city! How dare you attack an official!"

Han Yue threatened in a low voice, trying to gain the upper hand. However, he didn't have his identification badge, and even if he did, it would probably be ineffective. The man before him was clearly no ordinary thief; he was almost certainly after him.

"Officials? Hmph, when did the Maitreya Sect become officials? To be honest, I am indeed a soldier in this city. Han Yue, do you still recognize me?"

As he spoke, the man removed his mask, revealing his true face. Han Yue had already recognized him, but though she was surprised, she still feigned politeness, clasping her hands and saying, "So it's Brother Tang! What are you doing, Brother? When did I offend you, Brother, to warrant such questioning?"

"Still pretending?"

Tang Yun sneered. "You really fooled me. So you and Sun Erniang are fellow disciples of the Maitreya Sect. How ridiculous that I even asked you about Sun Erniang. Tell me, where is Sun Erniang?"

"This... I do know Sun Erniang, but we weren't close. I am indeed ashamed of what you said, Brother. But Sun Erniang is dead, so your feud with her is over. Why press her so hard?"

"Sun Erniang is really dead? You saw it with your own eyes?"

Tang Yun seemed surprised.

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Han Yue was about to say something more, but suddenly realized that Tang Yun was sneering again, and then she realized that she had spoken carelessly in her haste.

"You saw it with your own eyes? Then you must have been the one who sorted through her belongings. She must have mentioned me to you, otherwise how would you know we have a grudge? Then you must also know why my family is relentlessly pursuing her. The batch of military supplies she stole back then belonged to my family. Where exactly did she hide them?"

Han Yue lamented inwardly. He didn't care about the military supplies, but the map was next to that erotic painting. How could he let him see that painting? Thinking of this, he subconsciously hid the scroll behind his back. But how could this tiny movement escape Tang Yun's notice? Tang Yun had initially thought the thing in Han Yue's hand, which looked like something from the Southern Kingdom, was a weapon, but now he saw clearly what it was.

"What is that?"

Han Yue steeled his resolve and said fiercely, "Tang Yun, don't be so stubborn! If you know what's good for you, let's keep to ourselves. If you push too far, I'm not afraid of you. You're a foreign bandit who infiltrated the Song army. I only need to shout, and someone will catch you. Don't let anyone mistake you for a spy from Western Xia and arrest you!" At

this point, a thought crossed his mind—could Tang Yun really be a spy from Western Xia?

Tang Yun wasn't intimidated by these words. Once he realized Han Yue wasn't holding a weapon, his courage surged. In a flash, he was in front of Han Yue, a dagger appearing in his hand, aimed straight for Tang Yun's abdomen.

Han Yue flipped over, his body spinning like a hurricane, dodging the blade. With his left foot planted firmly, he swept his right leg horizontally, executing a flying kick, but missed. He then bounced up, dodging Tang Yun's counter-punch, and retreated, using the wall as a springboard to propel himself forward,

like a roc spreading its wings, pouncing straight at Tang Yun. Tang Yun raised his knife to meet the attack, thrusting it straight at Tang Yun's face. Unexpectedly, Han Yue suddenly plummeted mid-air, sliding along the ground, his feet creating a blur of motion, instantly closing in on Tang Yun's lower body. Tang Yun hadn't anticipated such terrifying agility, as swift as a ghost, and knowing Han Yue's formidable lower body skills, he dared not meet the attack head-on. He desperately retreated, simultaneously unleashing a flurry of sleeve darts.

Even at such close range, he missed. Han Yue braced himself with his arms, executing a rabbit-like kick, twisting his body, both sleeve darts grazing his face without even blinking. With a swift, leaping motion, Han Yue launched himself into the air, delivering another powerful back kick to Tang Yun's chest. Unable to dodge, Tang Yun wielded his dagger horizontally, determined to take the blow and injure Han Yue. Han Yue, as expected

, refused to fight head-on. He spun around mid-air, kicking Tang Yun in the abdomen. Tang Yun plummeted, narrowly avoiding the attack. As Han Yue landed, Tang Yun rolled on the ground, executing a ground-lying dagger technique. His arms moved like a blur, his dagger flashing so fast it was almost invisible to the naked eye. In a flash, he had unleashed dozens of strikes, all of which Han Yue dodged. Just as Tang Yun was about to change his attack, Han Yue's toes lightly tapped the ground eight times, then, with an uncanny, weightless swiftness, "slid" past him, bypassing his three consecutive blows. Tang Yun was shocked; before he could even get up, the sole of a shoe had already blocked his vision.

Tang Yun almost used all his strength to dodge, his body leaping two feet to the side, barely avoiding the fatal kick. Han Yue's kick landed lightly on the blue brick ground, without making a sound, like a feather falling. But the ground immediately sank in, leaving a footprint an inch deep.

"Eight Steps Lotus Kick? Today I've finally experienced Maitreya's ultimate technique!"

Tang Yun twisted his waist and sprang to his feet, supporting himself with one arm and kicking repeatedly. Han Yue raised her arm to block, using the momentum to float into the courtyard. Tang Yun leaped after her, launching a series of attacks with his dagger. Han Yue was unarmed, so she had to reveal her defenses, using a set of Taizu Sanshou (a martial arts technique), dodging left and right, occasionally counterattacking with her kicks. The two displayed their skills in a fierce battle.

Both were skilled soldiers, having practiced archery, spears, and other practical martial arts in the army, and wouldn't normally need such agile and nimble martial arts. But now, in this one-on-one combat, they inevitably had to show their strengths. Two figures leaped and bounded, displaying a dazzling array of skills, truly a battle of equals.

However, as time went on, Han Yue found himself only able to parry, unable to retaliate. He was inherently skilled in martial arts, but his disadvantage lay in being unarmed; even his most powerful moves had failed to land a blow. Tang Yun, on the other hand, had previously sparred with masters of the Maitreya Sect and was familiar with their techniques. Once Tang Yun became more cautious, Han Yue gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, his footwork becoming increasingly disorganized. Tang Yun, however, grew increasingly aggressive, his dagger flashing, seemingly about to corner Han Yue when he suddenly tripped and stumbled forward.

Han Yue was overjoyed, delivering a powerful punch to Tang Yun's temple.

The punch landed squarely on Tang Yun's head, but the expected cracking sound did not occur. Han Yue felt as if he had struck a block of metal; his fingers were nearly broken. Without even blinking, Tang Yun slashed the dagger through Han Yue's clothes. A chill ran down Han Yue's abdomen, and he was terrified. He desperately dodged, but the blade grazed his flesh, tearing his clothes open. He then took a punch to the ribs, followed by a finger strike that numbed half his body, causing him to collapse involuntarily. "

Oil hammer blow, hard qigong, pressure point strike! This guy's got skills!" Han Yue thought as he fell.

Tang Yun pressed his advantage, pressing the dagger against Han Yue's neck. Han Yue closed his eyes, awaiting death, the scroll snatched from his hand. But before he knew it, the knife had slit his throat. Han Yue said, "What are you waiting for? Give me a quick death!"

Opening his eyes, he saw Tang Yun looking at him strangely, examining the jade pendant he always carried. Even the stolen scroll was set aside.

"Is this jade pendant yours?"

"It belongs to my family. What's it to you?"

"Where did you get it?"

"I've carried it with me since I was a child. Why are you asking? What does it have to do with you? Kill me if you want!"

Han Yue was utterly despondent, but life and death no longer mattered to her, and she stubbornly persisted.

"Are you a Liao person? Are you a Han Chinese who grew up in Liao? Are you not originally surnamed Han?"

Tang Yun's expression was solemn, and his voice even trembled slightly.

"Why do you care what my name is?"

Han Yue was also a little confused. What was wrong with this guy?

Tang Yun's expression changed again. He opened the scroll and looked at it, asking, "Is the woman in this painting a noblewoman from the palace? Did you paint this? Do you and this woman have an affair?"

"What's it to you?"

"Tell the truth, and I might be able to save you. Do you know that people in Bianjing have already come out to investigate you, you..."

Before Tang Yun could finish speaking, a gust of wind suddenly rose above his head, and three figures appeared like ghosts in mid-air.

Tang Yun knew something was wrong the moment he saw the familiar movements; it was indeed an acquaintance. Unfortunately, he only had a dagger in his hand. He swung it backward, striking a flying iron needle, and then engaged Tong Guan and Yang Lie in battle.

These two were also dressed in the armor of government soldiers, but they wielded long weapons and were fresh troops. After more than twenty moves, Tang Yun gradually ran out of strength and tried to escape. Suddenly, the gates of the City God Temple burst open, and a group of government soldiers poured in, all carrying lanterns. The leading officer was He Guan, who shouted, "How dare you! Which unit of soldiers are you, daring to engage in this private fight? Stop!"

As he spoke, the garrison troops rushed in, armed with bows and arrows. The three could no longer fight and had to stop. Tang Yun was not alarmed but rather pleased. He was a government soldier, a very solid identity, arranged for him by his uncles and elders. He didn't believe that this eunuch and palace maid could have legitimate military status. They probably stole their armor from somewhere, and now that the real soldiers had arrived, he could take advantage of the situation.

He shouted his innocence, saying that he had reported the matter to the authorities, and that the soldiers surrounding him didn't resist. Just as he was trying to come up with an excuse to deceive the official, he wasn't paying attention when he was suddenly struck hard on the chin, causing him to spin and fall backward.

In his unconscious state, the last thing he saw was the beautiful palace maid, disguised as a soldier, smiling smugly as she took the scroll from his hands…

************************** (Separator) Under the dim light of an oil lamp, Tang Yun gradually awoke from his slumber. He

had been in prison for ten days straight, receiving only one meal a day. Hunger and pain were slowing his recovery, and who knew how long he would be kept in jail. He hadn't been injured in the fight with Han Yue, only exhausted, but he had been knocked unconscious, captured, and beaten with military rods before being thrown into the prison. For several days, no one had come to bring her to court, nor had anyone interrogated him.

Although these were superficial injuries, they were still difficult to endure without treatment. His jaw was fine; the bone was strong enough, but it was swollen, and two of his teeth were broken. He had initially suffered a concussion, causing blurred vision and dizziness, but these symptoms had lessened over the past few days, though his whole body still ached.

However, being a martial arts practitioner, he could endure and overcome the pain. Looking around, the prison resembled a government prison, not a prison camp or similar place. Tang Yun was bewildered. In the army, military academy officers who violated military law were at most punished with beatings and hard labor, or beheaded for serious crimes; imprisonment was rare. However, those were the Imperial Guards; local soldiers and garrison troops didn't care about such things.

Fortunately, his hands and feet weren't bound, but the cell doors were locked. Although there was no one guarding outside, the thick wooden stakes of the cell were enough to instill despair.

The prison was empty, except for a few elderly, weak, and disabled people who couldn't move. All the prisoners were probably working on the city walls, building defenses. It was said that the government was showing mercy, and convicts and exiles could atone for their crimes by working on the city walls. Those who performed meritorious service could be pardoned. All the able-bodied prisoners in the jail eagerly rushed off to fight for their chance at survival, even some weak scholars vied for it. Those who couldn't move were the elderly, the infirm, and the disabled. While it wouldn't have been impossible for someone like Tang Yun, who was injured, he didn't want to waste his energy during his recovery period. His health was his last asset; no matter how long he was imprisoned, regaining his strength as quickly as possible was paramount.

However, he hadn't seen Han Yue for several days and wondered if he was also imprisoned here. He was probably in another cell. The cell was surrounded by brick walls on three sides, and he could only see across the cell door. The cell opposite was empty, but he wondered if Han Yue had gone to the city. He had been flogged; there was no reason for Han Yue not to. Flogging was no joke; even he, who had practiced hard qigong, couldn't withstand it, let alone Han Yue.

Just then, he heard a loud commotion on the other side, and a large group of people entered. They were all prisoners; they had been working outside day and night for the past few days, but he didn't know why they had returned. Then came the clanging and banging sounds; the prison cells were being dismantled. Large chunks of timber were being hauled out, and the remaining prisoners were gathered in a limited area. Looking around, Han Yue was brought in and locked up opposite him, lying on a straw mat, staring at him. He was clearly injured from being beaten on the buttocks.

The two stared at each other for a moment across the cell door and corridor. Once everyone else had left, Han Yue gritted his teeth and cursed, "You damned convict! It was all your fault for meddling! Now look what's happened, you've dragged your grandfather into this!"

Surprisingly, Tang Yun didn't curse back. He just clung to the cell door, staring at Han Yue with a strange look. Han Yue cursed a few more times, but Tang Yun's ambiguous gaze made him feel uneasy. Finally, he stopped cursing and glared at Tang Yun, "What are you doing staring at your grandfather like that? You…"

Before he could finish, Tang Yun interrupted him.

"Was your original surname Han?"

"What's it to you?"

"Do you know your own family background? Were you adopted and given the surname Han, or was your biological father's surname Han?"

Tang Yun continued to ask abruptly, which made Han Yue's heart skip a beat.

He naturally knew that his original surname was not Han, but he had long forgotten what his original surname was. The only clue to his family background was the jade pendant he had always worn since childhood. His childhood memories were vague and almost irrelevant to him, but Tang Yun's words inexplicably stirred up his memories.

This guy had subdued me back then, and could have taken my life, but instead he kept looking at my jade pendant with a strange expression. And before Sun Erniang died, she told me to ask this guy about his background. Could it be... possible?

Even though Han Yue was a smart man, it took him a while to realize a possibility. But such a thing was too incredible, and he couldn't believe it. Could there be such a coincidence in the world?

He did remember having an older brother when he was a child, but they were just children back then. The jade pendants belong to a pair…

brothers who haven't seen each other for over a decade, separated by vast distances, who once met but didn't recognize each other, and were even enemies, are now recognizing each other in prison…

This is simply a tale of unparalleled tales…

“Your surname is Tang, is that your original surname?”

“No, my surname Tang is my adoptive father's surname. My original surname is Li! My real name was Li Yun, courtesy name Hanchen, and I am a Han Chinese from Western Xia.”

Tang Yun spoke with absolute certainty.

“So, this is what Sun Erniang meant when she asked me to inquire about your background before she died.”

Han Yue muttered to herself.

“Sun Erniang, when we were intimate in bed, she must have seen my half of the jade pendant.”

“You also have that half of the jade pendant?”

“Exactly, it's one I've carried with me since childhood, one half for my poor brother and one half for myself. On that jade pendant are engraved my name and my brother's name; the other half is Yun, and the other half is Yue!”

“You…”

Han Yue looked at Tang Yun, truly speechless. Now both of them were prisoners, their lives hanging by a thread. He really didn't see any point in Tang Yun continuing to deceive him with such lies.

"Do you remember your older brother? We left the village with Uncle Tang, but we encountered the Liao people on the way and fought fiercely. We were separated. You were carried on horseback by a man, and your cries still haunt my dreams. If you don't believe me, my brother has a black mole on his right calf, you..."

Tang Yun's voice trembled. Han Yue's body trembled again. He struggled to pull up his pants and saw a black mole.

"I remember..."

To be honest, that chaotic night was probably Han Yue's only clear memory of his childhood, but he still harbored a sliver of doubt.

"My older brother also has a mark, you..."

Tang Yun didn't hesitate to take off his clothes, revealing a clear scar on his stomach. It was a mark left from a wolf attack when he was young.

"Big brother..."

Han Yue finally believed that heaven had opened its eyes and hesitantly called out "big brother." But after those words, all his worries vanished, replaced by extreme joy and excitement.

"Brother!"

Tang Yun was already in tears; this was the first time in over twenty years he had been so overwhelmed with emotion. All his past scheming and suppressed feelings erupted like a volcano. The two brothers, separated by the railing, desperately tried to reach out and grab each other, laughing and crying. It was truly a blessing from heaven; family was finally reunited.

"Brother, since your surname is Li, mine will also be Li. From now on, I will be called Li Yue."

"Indeed, these names were given to us by our father. My name is Li Yun, courtesy name Hanchen, and yours is Li Yue, courtesy name Hanqing. Father gave us these names hoping that we would not forget our Han family lineage and would carry on his legacy."

"Brother, who is our father?"

Han Yue had no recollection of his father. Even in his hazy memories, he never remembered who his father was, and he felt he had never even seen him. No one had ever told him who his father was.

"Our biological father was the late Li Qing, the former deputy commander of the Western Xia Imperial Guard Cavalry and the head of the Han Chinese officials in Western Xia! A loyal minister of Emperor Bingchang of Western Xia! A mortal enemy of the Liang family, a powerful and treacherous clan in Western Xia!"

Han Yue was stunned upon hearing this. He had originally thought he would be a Song person, but he never expected that he would actually be a Western Xia person.

"Brother, how can we be Western Xia

people? Where did this come from?"

Tang Yun sighed and began to explain.

It turned out that the two of them were indeed the sons of the deceased Western Xia minister Li Qing, or rather, they were Li Qing's hidden bloodline.

Li Qing was originally a Song citizen, serving as a minor military officer in the Song army in Hedong. During the reign of Emperor Yingzong of Song, the Song and Western Xia began vying for control of the agricultural and pastoral areas along the Quye River. The Song court, following Sima Guang's strategy, proactively challenged Western Xia, resulting in a massive counterattack by Mozang Abang. The Song army suffered a major defeat at the Battle of Duandaowu, losing not only territory but also the renowned Hedong general Guo En, who died in the battle. Li Qing, a subordinate of Guo En, was captured and surrendered to Western Xia in this

battle. Ironically, however, after surrendering to Western Xia, Li Qing received opportunities to showcase his talents that he had never had in the Song army. Later, the Western Xia ruler Liangzha launched three failed attacks on Tibet, but Li Qing distinguished himself in these battles and gained the appreciation of the Western Xia ruler. When Bingchang ascended the throne, he treated Li Qing with the utmost respect, bestowing upon him high office and noble titles, which moved Li Qing to tears of gratitude, making him a completely loyal subject of the Xia ruler.

However, at that time, the Liang family had already risen to prominence. During Liangzha's reign, the most powerful minister in Western Xia was Mozang Apang. Empress Dowager Liang, the birth mother of Xia ruler Bingchang, was originally Mozang Apang's daughter-in-law and was a famous beauty in Western Xia. Xia ruler Liangzha was a notorious lecher, and the two secretly committed adultery. Liangzha was also quite wary of the power of the Mozang family. With the help of Empress Dowager Liang, a top-notch spy, he successfully eliminated the prime minister Mozang Apang, deposed the Mozang queen, and installed a woman from the Liang family as queen. From then on, the Liang family rose to prominence, and Liang Yimai, the younger brother of Empress Dowager Liang, replaced Mozang Apang as the most powerful minister in Western Xia.

By the time Bingchang ascended the throne, the Liang family had become incredibly powerful and influential in Western Xia. With two empresses and Liang Yimai serving as prime minister, the Liang clan and their cronies held positions of power throughout the court and beyond, controlling the military. Although Bingchang was the ruler of Xia, whenever he attempted to implement policies, the Liang family would outwardly comply but inwardly resist, interfering significantly and effectively rendering him a puppet

. This aroused discontent among a group of ministers loyal to the Xia ruler, including Li Qing. Knowing that the power of the maternal relatives would inevitably lead to resentment from various factions within the country, the Liang family frequently launched wars against the Song Dynasty to divert attention, causing immense suffering on both sides. Simultaneously, they adopted non-Han customs and imposed arbitrary rewards and punishments, further fueling Li Qing's hostility.

Although Li Qing had surrendered to Xia, he had not forgotten that he was a Han Chinese. As a close advisor to the Xia ruler, he consistently advocated for harmony between the Song and Xia dynasties, a cessation of hostilities, and the complete Sinicization of Western Xia, abandoning barbarian customs and adopting Han etiquette, and fully aligning with the Song dynasty. The Liang family's policies were diametrically opposed to his own, making them irreconcilable political enemies. Furthermore, the Liang family's monopolization of power, their oppression of the Xia ruler, and their complete disregard for human ethics and morality made them irresponsible. Li Qing, considering himself a patriot, vowed to serve the Xia ruler. Both publicly and privately, he viewed the Liang family as traitors to the state and prepared to eliminate them.

However, having lived in Western Xia for many years, Li Qing knew that power struggles there were far less civilized than in the Song dynasty. He had personally witnessed the collapse and ruthless annihilation of the Meicang Apang group, a behemoth. Power struggles in Western Xia were simple and brutal: it was all about military strength. The loser would be completely wiped out—it was that simple.

While Xia ruler Bingchang was nominally the supreme ruler, he held no military power. This was because the Liang family, through years of warfare, legitimately controlled the military. Although Li Qing secretly allied with powerful warlords such as Yu Zanghua and the Renduo clan, he was still at a disadvantage in terms of power compared to the Liang clan. Li Qing knew that once the moment of truth arrived, both sides would only have one chance, and the loser would face death and extermination of

their entire clan. While Li Qing was loyal to the Xia ruler, he also had his own selfish motives. He had entered Xia naked, and the Xia ruler had married a noblewoman from the Wei Mu clan; they already had a family and children, but these were all under the control of the Liang clan. If he failed, his entire family would be wiped out. And given the current situation, his chances of winning were slim.

His betrayal of Song and surrender to Xia was already disloyalty. Now, to extinguish the Li family line was even more unfilial. Although a scholar would die for one who understands him, and he himself had no regrets about his loyalty to the Xia ruler, he did not want his bloodline to end. Therefore, he secretly arranged for the help of his friend, the bandit Tang Shisan, to deceive Liang Yimai's spies. He secretly found several Han women of exceptional talent, impregnated them, and then secretly sent them far away. Tang Shisan secretly settled and cared for them in a remote village within the Western Xia territory.

Of the children born to these women, only two survived, besides those who died young or miscarried due to other accidents: Li Yun and Li Yue. Li Qing knew the gravity of his position and, to maintain secrecy, never visited them or acknowledged their existence. He only entrusted Tang Shisan to bring them jade pendants, naming them Han Chen and Han Qing, intending for them not to forget their Han ancestors.

Li Qing's intention was that Li Yun and Li Yue were merely a backup plan. If he succeeded and his family was preserved, there would be no need to acknowledge the children's identities; he could simply care for them secretly and give them a future. If he failed, he absolutely could not reveal the secret, otherwise his family line would truly end.

Then came the fourth year of Yuanfeng, when all the stories began.

In that year, the Song, Xia, and Liao dynasties all experienced momentous upheavals that shaped the course of history. The power struggle between the Liang family of Western Xia and its ruler, Bingchang, finally escalated. Li Qing advised the Xia ruler to use the Song dynasty's power to eliminate the Liang family, but Liang Yimai and his son preemptively plotted to lure and kill Li Qing, slaughtering his entire family, young and old, and launching a coup that imprisoned the Xia ruler, plunging Western Xia into internal strife. Taking advantage of this chaos, the Song dynasty launched a massive westward expedition with hundreds of thousands of troops. Meanwhile, Yelü Yixun, the Liao dynasty

's most powerful minister, after murdering his empress, crown prince, and crown princess, plotted to harm the crown prince's grandson. He was ultimately disliked by the Liao ruler, Yelü Hongji, who dismissed him from office and placed him under house arrest, leading to the collapse of Yelü Yixun's faction. These political changes in the three kingdoms affected the fates of countless people, including Li Qing's only two surviving sons, Li Yun and Li Yue. Tang Shisan, a renowned leader of the Northwest outlaws, was well-informed. Upon learning of Li Qing's tragic death, he knew the Liang family would launch a massive search to eradicate Li Qing's influence. He hastily fled Western Xia with his two children, Li Yun and Li Yue, attempting to reach the Song Dynasty.

Meanwhile, in Liao, after Yelü Yixun's downfall, his followers scattered and fled. The Han family of the Maitreya sect, who had originally fled from Song to Liao and were affiliated with Yelü Yixun, embarked on another exile, attempting to enter Western Xia via the Xijing Road.

Perhaps by divine intervention, the two fleeing groups unexpectedly met on a dark and windy night on the Liao-Xia border. Both sides were highly tense and harbored suspicions, each believing they had encountered pursuers or raiders. A chaotic battle ensued, and the brothers Li Yun and Li Yue were separated.

Afterwards, Li Yun followed Tang Shisan into seclusion in the Song Dynasty, changing his name to Tang Yun. He devoted himself to avenging his father, later joining the army and infiltrating the Xia Dynasty as a spy, gaining the trust of Empress Dowager Liang—all for ulterior motives. Li Yue, on the other hand, was captured by Han Su and taken back to Liao territory. Han Su later sought refuge under Yelü Yange, finally settling down in Jin Su's army in Xijing Road. Li Yue was raised by Han Su, who admired his talent and adopted him as his son. From then on, Li Yue changed his name to Han Yue and later joined the army as a cavalry officer in the Liao Dynasty.

The two brothers chatted back and forth, each recounting their own life stories, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing. Later, Han Yue said that he had escaped to the Song Dynasty and disguised himself as a Taoist priest in Bianjing. Tang Yun asked, "Brother, who is the woman in your painting? Could she be a concubine in the palace?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, brother," Han Yue replied, "that woman is Liu, the current Song emperor's favorite concubine, whose beauty surpasses all others in the harem. That woman appears dignified and noble, but in reality, she is utterly licentious. She and I had an affair for several months, indulging in the most wanton and unrestrained acts of lust, even more despicable than the prostitutes in brothels. After I finished the painting, I tricked her into inscribing it and adding her seal, and then I withdrew from the scene."

At this point, Tang Yun finally understood that his younger brother, whom he had just met, was the mysterious painter. He was also a key figure involved in the internal power struggles of the Song Dynasty.

He now understood the whole story: years ago, he had an affair with Sun Erniang in Huanzhou, which led to his being implicated and taking the opportunity to defect to Xixia. Meanwhile, Sun Erniang, Su Yanfu, and others fell into Zhang Jie's trap and fled to Hedong, only to be captured by He Guan. Just then, Han Yue came to raid for supplies and abducted Sun Erniang.

Later, the Han family was framed by villains, and with Sun Erniang's help, Han Yue fled to the Song Dynasty, establishing himself in Bianjing (Kaifeng). Sun Erniang, on the other hand, took over Su Yanfu's remaining followers and became the new leader of the Red Lotus Society. Han Yue became a Taoist priest, became Consort Liu's lover, and, suffering a relapse of his old illness, painted a picture depicting their illicit affair.

Later, Sun Erniang was bribed by Liang Yibu of Western Xia and became his henchman. Liang Yibu, vying for power with Empress Dowager Liang, colluded with members of the Song Dynasty's old faction, attempting to leverage Song's strength. His bargaining chip was this painting that could kill Consort Liu, and Zhang Dun was a strong supporter of Consort Liu; if Consort Liu was convicted, Zhang Dun would inevitably be implicated. The old faction's bargaining chip was a batch of powerful weapons; although Liang Yibu's specific purpose was unknown, it was certainly related to a rebellion.

However, due to the sabotage of Tang Yun, an undercover agent, Liang Yibu was defeated and killed. But for some reason, Empress Dowager Liang inherited Liang Yibu's plan, continuing to collude with political enemies of the new faction within the Song Dynasty, still hoping to obtain those weapons. This was something Tang Yun couldn't understand. It's obvious that the ruling New Party of the Song Dynasty faces enemies both internally and externally. Both the Western Xia and the Old Party hope for the New Party's demise. If the painting's purpose is to launch an internal attack on the New Party, then those weapons are clearly tools for the Western Xia to launch an external attack.

However, those weapons are inanimate objects; they only function when used. And their only use is in warfare; what other purpose do they serve? To use them against the Song army? The Song army would have no fear. Tang Yun was completely baffled. Han Yue then asked, "Brother, how did you know I came to Pingxia City?"

"I didn't know. I happened to meet you in Daming Prefecture. You didn't know then, so I followed you."

"How did you get to Daming Prefecture, brother? I left in a hurry and didn't wait for you in Fengzhou. How did you know I arrived in Daming Prefecture?"

"That's not it. I… um?"

Tang Yun was startled, suddenly remembering the mysterious flying knife warning. After telling Han Yue, she was also puzzled, not knowing who had done it. Both of them simultaneously realized that there seemed to be another pair of eyes silently watching them from the darkness, monitoring their every move, and they couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

"Those three, were they sent by Bianjing to arrest me?"

"A eunuch, a palace maid, and a minister's retainer, all of them possessing extraordinary skills. I don't know how they got to Pingxia City. If we hadn't been mixed in with the government troops that day, in full view of everyone, they probably would have killed us on the spot."

"Yes..."

Han Yue also fell silent for a moment. Seeing this, Tang Yun asked, "How did you get to Daming Prefecture, brother?"

"I went to Daming Prefecture because of this painting. I wanted to destroy it to prevent future trouble. So I went to Daming Prefecture to find Fang La. That fellow is incredibly arrogant, actually wanting to seize Daming Prefecture and cause chaos. Doesn't he realize that the Liao Kingdom has gathered tens of thousands of troops in the Yan-Yun region, with troops stationed on the border, trying to subdue the Song army and force them to withdraw their troops from Western Xia? At that time, the Song army in Hebei was also heavily preparing for war, gathering a massive force of 100,000 to hold out. With such a large army gathered, wouldn't he be just throwing his life away if he caused chaos? The government troops could easily wipe him out. Fang La was thoroughly scolded by me and suddenly realized his mistake..."

"Wait, you said the Liao Kingdom gathered troops in Nanjing?"

Tang Yun suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He was also in Daming Prefecture at that time and did know about this. Could it be... could it be... that's the only way... Could it really be...?

"You said that the Red Maiden of Hebei is actually the daughter of the Zhe family? The Zhe family has actually been secretly smuggling weapons and armor to the Liao Kingdom through civilian channels? Secretly aiding the rebel army?"

“Indeed, it probably still hasn’t stopped. The court sent that eunuch Liang Congzheng to Hedong, perhaps to investigate the Zhe family’s illegal activities.”

Tang Yun pondered for a long time, then asked, “Do you still have any copies of that painting?”

“No, only this one. It’s a pity it’s no longer in my possession.”

Tang Yun was conflicted. If the New Party really collapsed, the achievements gained by countless Song soldiers through bloodshed and sacrifice would be in vain—achievements forged by the blood and flesh of hundreds of thousands of outstanding Han Chinese sons and daughters. As a Han Chinese, he absolutely did not want to see this happen. But if the New Party did not collapse, and continued to exert pressure on Western Xia with its aggressive stance, Western Xia might perish if it couldn’t hold out. This was not something his father in heaven would want to see.

But he was currently in prison, unable to do anything. After these few days, he didn’t know what the situation outside was like, or whether Western Xia’s plans to send troops had changed.

"I wonder when I'll be able to escape this cage..."

Just then, he vaguely heard a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami outside. Han Yue listened intently as well. Both of them had been soldiers, and the familiar sounds of drums and shouts were so vast and powerful, reaching deep into the prison. The warrior's instinct in their blood seemed to awaken instantly. They looked at each other, sensing the same thing.

The battlefield!

This was the feeling of the battlefield!

Just then, a military officer entered with several officers, opened the prison door, and brought out all the survivors. He shouted, "Listen up, all of you, come out! The Grand Commandant has ordered that from this moment on, you are all to serve in the army. If you achieve merit, your previous crimes will be forgiven, and you will be freed!"

Tang Yun was startled, thinking, "Could it be that my prayers have been heard by the heavens?" But then Han Yue asked, "Observer, what urgent matter has occurred in the city?"

"Don't you know? The entire Western bandit army has marched out of the Qianmengyan Gorge, their camps stretching for a hundred miles. Yesterday, their vanguard was already at the city gates. The Grand Commandant has ordered the entire city, regardless of age, to be enlisted in the army to defend against the powerful enemy. Since you are Song people, this is your chance to serve the court and protect your homeland. Know that once the Western bandits breach the city, none of the Song people inside will survive!"

Han Yue and Tang Yun felt their hands and feet turn ice-cold, and simultaneously saw the fear in each other's eyes…

The most magnificent and intense battle in the history of the Song-Xia War was about to begin… 03-21

Prologue to "Big-Breasted Slave":

My name is Zhang Tingting, I'm 22 years old, and I'm a teacher at a small private school. I'm quite pretty, 166cm tall, with measurements of 36-23-36. Especially my E-cup breasts, which have always aroused the desires of many men. Many men pursue me, but I'm still single. Because I have a secret fetish—SM. I don't know why, but I often fantasize about being wantonly raped and humiliated by many men, letting them roughly ravage my large breasts, and using their thick, hard penises to penetrate my vagina and anus. Maybe I'm just too lewd. I've had a few boyfriends before, but none of them could satisfy me, so we broke up.

Of course, I usually dress very modestly in public because I'm a teacher, a teacher at a private boys' high school in H city, so I usually maintain a serious demeanor. Although my heart often races when I don't receive any pornographic books or magazines from the boys in my class, at least I can still put on a stern face and reprimand them.

Chapter 01

"Mmm...so good...um...oh...oh..." I kneaded my breasts hard with one hand and kept stimulating my vulva with the other, while a passionate pornographic movie played on the VCD player. Yes, I was masturbating. I'm a lewd woman, and this kind of masturbation is a daily necessity for me.

"Ugh...ah...ah...ah..." My movements became more and more intense, two fingers were deeply inserted into my vagina, and the hand kneading my breasts gradually increased the pressure. But my vagina became more and more itchy, and my fingers were no longer enough. "I really want...to insert...a big meat stick...oh...oh..." That's it! Cucumber! I remembered that I hadn't eaten the cucumber I bought in the morning, so I quickly found it. The cucumber was as thick as three fingers, and there were bumps on its surface. I was so wet that I quickly put the slightly thinner end into my vagina and gently pushed it in.

"Oh...so...so thick...ah..." I moved the cucumber in and out, imagining that I was being fucked hard.

The cucumber moved in and out of my wet vagina, making a "plop plop" sound. I moved faster and faster, and finally, I came. My body trembled and I enjoyed the pleasure of the orgasm...

The next day was my day off. I went to bed quite late, it was already past eight o'clock. After getting up and washing up, I decided to buy some breakfast.

When I returned, the old man at the gate handed me a package. When I got home and opened it, I was shocked, dropping my breakfast. Inside was a stack of photos, all of them "nude pictures" of me masturbating. Every single one was crystal clear, including several from last night. In the photos, my legs were spread wide, a large cucumber deeply inserted into my vagina, looking incredibly lewd. There was also a pair of toy handcuffs and a black blindfold.

Inside the envelope was a note telling me to make a phone call immediately, or the photos would be exposed. Of course, I had no choice but to comply. The call connected, and a man's voice answered.

"What...what do you want?"

"Oh, you're that slut, right? Hehe, let me tell you, from now on you'd better do as I say, or you'll face the consequences!

But anyway, you're a slut too, so it doesn't really matter, right?"

"Ah, I..." I was actually a little excited. I really am despicable. "What...what do you want?"

"Me? Hahaha...of course I want to satisfy your perverted desires!" A burst of laughter came from the other end of the phone, clearly not from just one person. "Listen carefully, tomorrow night at midnight, come alone to the North Suburb Park, to the public restroom at the zoo, bring your cucumber, handcuffs, and blindfold, and do as I say."

The phone hung up after that. I stood there for a long time, inexplicably excited, and finally decided to do as he said.

The next night.

A public restroom in the North Suburb Park, the men's room was pitch black. If someone were to turn on the light now, the sight inside would surely surprise or excite them—a beautiful woman wearing an eye mask kneeling beside the deepest urinal, her hands handcuffed through the overhead drainpipe, a thick cucumber inserted into her lower body, clad only in red stockings and high heels, her two full, erect breasts rising and falling gently in the air.

Yes, that woman is me, Zhang Tingting. I've been waiting like this for over ten minutes, following the instructions of the person on the phone. This exposure and the motionless cucumber inserted into my lower body are making my vagina unbearably itchy. I don't have the key to the handcuffs. If that person doesn't come… or if someone else comes… the consequences would be unimaginable. Thinking this, some more time passed, and I don't know what time it was.

I heard the sound of the light being turned on! Instinctively, I looked up, but because of the eye mask, I couldn't see anything, and a wave of panic washed over me.

"Haha… I told you, this woman is a slut, she'll definitely do as she's told. Haha." It was the voice from the phone, along with several other laughing voices. Because the sounds were so chaotic, I couldn't tell how many people were there.

"I just want those photos back!" My feminine reserve made me say it.

"Damn... haha... you think you're a lady? Think about how you look now," another voice shouted.

Then came the sound of footsteps, probably two people, walking towards me. I could feel them right next to me. At that moment, a hand reached out and gently stroked my face.

"No... don't come any closer, what are you trying to do!" I cried out.

Just then, that hand slapped me hard across the face. "You slut! Don't you know what you're doing? Do you want more people to gang rape you? Be quiet!"

Of course, I didn't want to, so I shut my mouth. This slap actually excited me; my years of masochistic tendencies seemed to be slightly satisfied, and my nipples became slightly erect.

This reaction caught the attention of another man, who pinched my nipples with his fingers and pulled them outward. The slight pain only excited me more, and both nipples quickly became engorged and hard. Both men laughed: "Damn, this slut's nipples are hard, still being stubborn!"

They began to fondle my body. One man placed both hands on my breasts, squeezing and kneading them forcefully. I could feel my large, proud breasts changing shape under the man's wanton manipulation, waves of pleasure spreading rapidly throughout my body. I involuntarily swayed my hips slightly, responding to the man's movements, my breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

"Hehe, you're in heat," one man said, reaching down to my genitals, holding the cucumber that was almost slipping due to my wetness, and inserting it back deep into my vagina, beginning to slowly thrust. As he did so, the man asked, "How's it going? You were acting like a lady just now, but with all this wetness, you're a complete slut."

"Mmm...uh..." The pleasure from both above and below made me moan involuntarily. The two men laughed again.

"Ah...ah...ha...ha..." The man playing with my breasts changed his tactics. He pinched each of my nipples, pulling and twisting them forcefully. This rough play intensified the pleasure in my breasts, sending electric shocks through my entire body. At the same time, the man playing with my lower body increased the speed of his cucumber thrusting in and out, each stroke reaching the deepest part of my body.

"Ah...ah...no...don't...oh...so...so good...ah...no...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

I couldn't hold back any longer and began to let out waves of lewd moans.

"Can't hold back already? You slut, do you want to be fucked?" one of the men asked loudly.

At the same time, I felt my right nipple being pulled hard, and with a "smack," my left breast was slapped, feeling a burning pain.

I could no longer suppress my desire and said, "Yes...ah...I...I want to be fucked...oh...give it to me..."

The man playing with my lower body suddenly pulled the cucumber out, and the huge emptiness made my lower body unbearably itchy. My body arched forward, a movement that would surely seem incredibly lewd to any man. Another "smack"—my right breast was slapped.

"Damn it, tell me clearly, what do you want?"

"Oh…I want…a big cock…a big meat stick…ah…I want to be fucked by a man…fucked by a big meat stick…

oh…oh…faster…" I'd lost all shame and shouted.

"Haha…what a slut! Come on, serve our meat sticks well, we'll fuck you until your legs won't close!"

Soon, I felt two hot, uniquely fishy-smelling meat sticks pressed against my face, rubbing against the corners of my mouth. Without hesitation, I took one into my mouth and licked it carefully. First, I cleaned away the grime left by urine with my tongue, then took it deep into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the glans. After a while, the meat stick in my mouth was pulled out, and the other one was immediately put in, which I licked without hesitation. And so, the two men took turns giving me oral sex. While I licked one's penis, the other played with my breasts or genitals.

"Good, you slut, now let me try your pussy, hehe." After a while of oral sex, the man who had been playing with my genitals first said, "Stand up, you whore."

I obediently stood up, but my hands were still handcuffed to the water pipe and I couldn't move. My eyes were still blindfolded. I followed the man's orders, spread my legs, and bent over until my face was almost touching the urinal. This position exposed my plump, white buttocks and my dripping pussy to the men. The stench from the urinal, which hadn't been flushed for years, kept wafting into my nose, stimulating my perverse desires.

The two men weren't in a hurry, slowly rubbing their hot penises against my buttocks and the edge of my vagina. This not only failed to relieve the itch in my lower body, but instead made it feel like a million ants were crawling deep inside my vagina. I was almost driven crazy by this lust, and I completely gave up resisting. Instead, I shamelessly shook my buttocks and cried out, "No...don't...

torture me...oh...oh...faster...faster, put it in...fuck me...ah...ah..."

"Hehe, what's wrong? You were so chaste just now? Now you're twisting your buttocks and begging us?" a voice said.

"Ah...I...I'm not a lady...Oh...I...I'm...a filthy slut...Ah...I...want a big cock to fuck me...Ah...Ah...Please...Please...Do whatever you want...Fuck me...Ah...Fuck me to death...Oh..." I was about to collapse! I shouted.

"Wrong! You're not a slut, but a wanton bitch, born to be fucked by men, isn't that right? Say it."

"Yes...I...I'm a wanton bitch...born...to be fucked by men...I like...being fucked by big cocks...

big dicks...hardly...raped...Ah...Ah..."

"Haha, very good, remember what you said today, this is your reward!" a man said.

Then I felt a man's glans pressing against my vaginal opening, thrusting in hard! My empty vagina immediately received immense satisfaction. The man's cock was indeed very thick, my vagina was stretched to its maximum before it could barely accommodate such a large cock. His thrusts almost always penetrated to the deepest part of my body, several times almost reaching my uterus. I cooperated with him, wiggling my hips.

"Mmm, such a tight cunt, such a wiggling ass!" the man praised, and he pounded into my cunt like a pile driver, while his hands were also busy, occasionally reaching forward to knead my large breasts, or abusively slapping my buttocks, the "slap slap" sounds echoing in the empty, filthy toilet. I also heard the sound of a camera taking pictures, it seemed that my lewd appearance was already under their control, but that didn't matter anymore, I had already succumbed to this immense pleasure.

"Ah...ah...so...so good...oh...it's hitting...my cervix...oh...again...harder...yes...

ah...I'm...I'm going to cum...ah...I can't hold back...ah...ah..." Under such intense pleasure, I reached my first orgasm not long after!

The man thrust for a while and then pulled out, at which point another man immediately came up and continued to fuck me. Then the other man took pictures. My orgasms were almost non-stop, my juices flowing continuously from the men's penises, down my thighs to my heels! I could feel my large breasts swaying like two pendant bells with each thrust.

I no longer cared that I was in a public restroom, incoherently moaning, "Good...oh...harder...fuck me hard...ah...ah...fuck my pussy...oh...good...I...love big cocks...ah...fuck me to death...ah...

ah...ha...ha...squeeze my breasts...ah...ah...harder...oh...again...orgasm...ah...

ah..."

The two men took turns raping me, each pulling out just before ejaculating, allowing the other to catch their breath and continue raping me for longer. This uninterrupted intercourse kept me constantly at the peak of orgasm, the control completely under the two men's grip. I couldn't even remember which penis was inside me. I orgasmed so many times I couldn't recall anymore.

I was completely enveloped by this lewd pleasure…

Later, the two men ejaculated on my breasts, then put a bra on me, covering my breasts with their semen. They took a few more photos before handing me the key to the handcuffs.

The man who had been on the phone earlier instructed, “You slut, wear this bra today. Remember what you said when you begged us, be a good girl and listen to us, hehe, I’ll call you again, understand?”

I nodded blankly, still immersed in the pleasure. I sat limply against the urinal, like a lump of soft flesh. After a while, I finally had the strength to unlock the handcuffs and remove the blindfold. The two men were probably already far away. I saw my lower body was a mess, the floor soaked with my semen. The image of me calling myself a bitch flashed through my mind again, a strange excitement mixed with shame.

Raped and ravaged by different men, treated like a shameless, lewd bitch, subjected to all sorts of humiliation… I quietly thought, isn't this exactly the desire in my heart? I couldn't help but reach into my bra, touch some of the men's semen, and taste it. Salty, with a peculiar fishy smell, I thought, indeed, lust is my true nature.

Dawn was approaching, I hastily tidied myself up, and staggered out of the restroom, hurrying home before anyone noticed my state.

Chapter 2

Three days after returning home, just as I was about to leave for work, I received a package. I already guessed it would contain my photos. Sure enough, it was the photo from that night in the public restroom. The photo was very clear; the naked woman in it, with a lewd expression and her buttocks raised, being raped by a man—who else could it be but me?

The package contained several pairs of sexy panties and three large, differently shaped electric dildos, each as thick as three or four fingers, in red, yellow, and clear colors respectively. The red one resembled a real penis, except it had a hairy sheep's eye ring; the yellow one was covered with small beads; and the clear one was the most terrifying, with protrusions all over like a mace, a huge glans with small metal pellets, and the instructions even stated that it could emit a safe electric current!

My God! If I inserted this into my vagina… I shuddered, feeling both excited and scared, but I could feel that the excitement outweighed the fear. It seems I really am an incurable pervert!

Finally, the package also contained anal beads, nine hard rubber beads connected together, each one larger than the last, the last one even seeming to be slightly larger than an egg, connected to a large anal plug, with a short rope with a small ring hanging at the end, apparently for pulling it out.

Just as I was nervously looking at these explicit sex toys, the phone rang. I nervously picked up the phone. It was them, it was that man!

"How's it going? Got the gifts? Excited yet, you slut?" the man teased with a laugh.

"Got them...you...what do you want now?" I found it strange myself; my voice sounded more expectant than anything else.

"Hahahaha..." the man said, "You must be excited, right? I can see you're still holding them tightly."

"You...you can see me?" I nervously looked around. Where was he?

"Hehe, no need to look. I'm watching you from the high-rise across from your window with high-powered binoculars, you slut," the man said. I instinctively looked out the window, but the building was too far away to see clearly. But at least I knew a man was watching my every move. I couldn't quite describe the feeling; it was probably excitement, I thought.

"Alright," the man said, "from now on, you'll be available to answer my calls anytime, remember to use speakerphone, so you can do whatever I say, hehe. Got it?"

"I..." Out of feminine modesty, I wanted to say something, but feeling the vibrating dildo tightly gripping my hand, and my lustful blood churning within me, I obediently said, "Yes... I understand."

"Hehe~ Very good!" the man said, "Now, shove that string of beads into your cunt!"

"This... but... I have to go to work." I felt very embarrassed; my profession as a teacher didn't allow me to be late.

"But? Do you want to disobey me? Do you want to be a porn star on the internet? You're just a bitch, hurry up and do what I say!" the man said viciously.

"Ah... yes, I... I'll do it." I obediently submitted. I didn't dare disobey the man's wishes, or perhaps I simply didn't want to.

I put the phone on speakerphone, quickly took off my skirt and panties, and prepared to pick up the anal beads and insert them into my anus.

"Wait, open the curtains completely and do it with your butt facing the window, otherwise how can I see clearly? Hehe, and when you're inserting it, count them one by one!"

"Yes..." I walked to the window, opened the curtains, then turned around and knelt down, my buttocks raised high towards the window. I must look extremely lewd now: a woman in a business suit kneeling by the window, her snow-white buttocks raised high towards the outside, her hands spreading her buttocks as wide as possible, exposing her chrysanthemum-like anus to the air!

"Please...excuse me...can we start? I, I'll be late..." I didn't dare to move and asked into the phone.

"Hehe, of course you can. If we don't start soon, our beauty's horny asshole won't be able to wait, will it?" the man said in a contemptuous and humiliating tone. "Remember to moisten those beads with your mouth, so your horny asshole won't be able to swallow them, haha..."

"Okay...okay." I replied, sticking out my tongue and carefully licking the anal beads in front of me until each bead was covered with my saliva. After being baptized by saliva, each of the nine beads gleamed with a lewd luster. This sight aroused my lust, and my lower body had already begun to secrete lustful fluid.

Almost impatiently, I picked up the anal beads and put them into my anus. The first one... I felt my anus come into contact with the anal bead. It was a strange feeling, a very shameful feeling. But it excited me.

This...I guess I was forced into this. I told myself, trying to hide my lewdness. But my hand didn't stop, pressing the first bead into my anus. Feeling the intrusion of the foreign object, the anal muscles immediately tightened, enveloping the bead.

"Oh? Already wet, huh? You're really quite slutty, showing your ass to others at the window, even inserting anal beads yourself, already excited?" The male voice rang out again.

"Yes..." I replied somewhat involuntarily, "I... am very excited..."

"Oh? Haha..." the male voice said, "Then hurry up and do it, swallow all nine beads into your horny asshole!"

"Okay... okay..." I obediently did as I was told, speeding up my movements, each bead bigger than the last, and harder to insert. But it also brought a greater sense of fullness to my anus. The man wouldn't allow me to slow down, so I had to use even more force, my anus being constantly stretched open and foreign objects being inserted, coupled with the man's constant insults. My vagina was already overflowing, the lustful fluid flowing down my thighs... By the time all nine balls were fully inserted, even the floor was soaked.

"Very good, hehe..." the man said, "Now, pick out a pair of underwear to wear, and you can go to work! You slut, remember, no bras allowed!"

"Huh? This... how can this be?" I blurted out, suddenly realizing what he meant.

"What? Don't you want to go? Or do you want something else?" the man said bluntly. "Go to work, remember I'll have someone check you, so you'd better behave. If I find out you..."

I didn't dare say anything more and could only pick out a pair of red, transparent, sheer panties to wear. These panties were really small, and they couldn't cover my thick pubic hair at all, but the others weren't much better, so I had to make do. Next, I dressed according to the man's instructions. My God, I couldn't believe what I looked like: completely naked under my dark blue work clothes, my two huge breasts bulging out like mountains, unable to even fasten the top button, and my breasts swaying as I walked, almost jumping out! This didn't look like a teacher at all; it looked like a whore selling herself on the street!

But I had no choice but to leave home and go to class. Along the way, I could feel many men noticing me; their burning gazes seemed to penetrate my clothes and stare directly at my body. Some whistled at me, and some middle-aged women looked at me with disgust. I think they must have mistaken me for a street prostitute.

The dress was really too small; my full breasts almost spilled out several times, forcing me to slow my pace.

Even on the bus, during one sudden stop, my body lurched forward, and my right breast actually slipped out of my clothes! It bounced around in the air like a big white rabbit. I frantically stuffed it back into my clothes. Luckily, there weren't many passengers yet, so no one saw. I tucked my clothes in as well as I could and got off at school.

But at school, I had to maintain my authority and treat my students with the sternest face, because there were quite a few problem students in my class—they were truly despicable; they would cause trouble if I wasn't careful.

Today, Gao Yuan, the king of problem students, caused trouble again, but this time was very different from before.

Chapter 3

"Gao Yuan! You're reading this kind of book in class again!" I called Gao Yuan to my office, placed the confiscated SM book on the table, and scolded him.

Usually, although Gao Yuan dared to do some bad things, he was still somewhat afraid of me, but today, for some reason, he seemed indifferent, standing there nonchalantly, even arguing with me. This really angered me, so I picked up the phone, ready to use every teacher's last resort—calling the parents.

But, the moment the call connected, I was speechless with surprise.

Because I saw Gao Yuan casually pull a photo out of his pocket, and in the photo, a woman dressed provocatively, wearing a blindfold, was being penetrated from behind by a man whose face I couldn't see, her vaginal fluids and saliva flowing freely with excitement. The problem is, the woman in that photo… wasn't that me? That was… a photo from that time in the public restroom!

"Hello? Hello?" The voice on the other end of the phone pulled me back from my surprise. I saw Gao Yuan smiling faintly.

"Hello, this is... Teacher Zhang, how are you?" I said blankly.

"Oh, Gao Yuan's teacher? What's wrong? What trouble has Gao Yuan gotten into again?"

"Ah, no... nothing, it's just... Gao Yuan has been behaving well these past few days, so I wanted to give him a special commendation." I had to say this, and I saw the disdain on Gao Yuan's face.

"Oh, okay, okay! Thank you for your concern, teacher, hehe..."

"It's nothing... okay... that's all." I hurriedly hung up the phone. Looking back at Gao Yuan, school was over, and it was just the two of us in the teachers' office.

"Gao Yuan... you... how did you get here?" I asked, avoiding his gaze.

"Oh, the teacher doesn't even know? Hehe, I was lucky someone gave it to me, haha..." Gao Yuan couldn't help but laugh, saying, "That person even said he wanted me to examine the teacher, teacher, what should I examine? Haha..."

"This," I couldn't speak. Could it be Gao Yuan...?

Helpless, I could only say, "Yes... please... please examine my body carefully..."

Saying this, I knelt in front of him. How difficult this was for me! I was actually kneeling in front of a student I always punished, and had to beg him to examine my lewd body. This scene was like a nightmare! But what was even more terrifying was that I also felt pleasure!? I could feel my body's anticipation!

Gao Yuan laughed and turned around to lock the door. He said, "Alright, I really didn't expect Teacher Zhang to be such a slut! Well then, let's start with your big tits! Take off your clothes!"

"Ah, yes..." I had no choice. Not only could I not refuse the boy's order, but I also couldn't refuse the excitement and anticipation in my body. I took off my work clothes, and my two enormous breasts, which had been confined all day, immediately sprang to the surface. At the same time, Gao Yuan walked over and sat in the chair in front of me, looking down at me.

"So white, so big and white, truly an alluring pair of breasts, hehe, I wonder how elastic they are?" Gao Yuan teased.

I immediately understood what he meant, crawled forward, and said, "Please, please check the...elasticity..." of my breasts.

"Oh? Haha, good, good, let me check!" Gao Yuan grinned wickedly, roughly placing his hands on my breasts, kneading and playing with them to his heart's content, commenting as he did so: "Hmm, really good, so bouncy! Big breasts and big nipples too, hehe, the color is great too! Teacher is much more exciting than the women in those books, from now on I won't look at those books anymore, just looking at Teacher is enough for me, haha..."

What could I say? My usual dignity had become a laughing stock among the students, and more importantly, Gao Yuan's words and rough handling actually gave me pleasure. My pink nipples stood erect, nearly a centimeter high! Gao Yuan saw all of this, and he smiled lewdly, saying, "Your nipples are hard after just one touch, I never thought Teacher could be so lewd, hmm, so soft, I wonder how many people want to play with these big breasts! Hehe."

"Um, please... don't call me... Teacher anymore, okay..." This was my last bit of shame.

"Oh? You prefer me to call you a bitch? Hahaha..." Gao Yuan laughed loudly. "Okay! I won't call you teacher anymore, I'll call you Zhang the Big Bitch from now on, okay? Hahaha..." "

Ugh...okay...okay..." I had nothing to say and could only accept it silently.

"Okay? What's okay? Say it, Teacher Zhang?" Gao Yuan teased me deliberately, emphasizing the word "teacher." At the same time, he used both hands to pinch, rub, and twist my nipples.

I trembled all over and said, "Ah...no, don't do that, okay, okay...okay, from now on, please call me...Zhang...

bitch...oh...oh..."

Gao Yuan's hands didn't stop, and he said, "You're really shameless, you don't want to be a teacher but a bitch! Come on, let's see if you did what that person said, take off all your clothes!"

"Okay, okay." I agreed, and slowly took off my work pants, leaving only a pair of obscene underwear underneath. Then I took off my underwear as well, and stood naked in front of this student. Gaoyuan noticed the anal bead in my anus immediately, and with interest, hooked his finger around the pull ring, gently tugging at it.

"Oh, this is the first time I've seen a woman play like this! Hehe, Zhang bitch, you're much more lewd than the women in books, hahaha..." Gaoyuan humiliated me mercilessly. I lowered my head, my face flushed with shame, and had nothing to say; what he said was undeniably true.

Gaoyuan greedily caressed my trembling body with his hand, and suddenly, he pinched my already erect clitoris, pulling and kneading it.

"Ugh... ah, no... don't do that... oh." I said no, but I could clearly feel the intense pleasure coming from my lower body.

"No? Hehe, Zhang bitch, your body doesn't say that, you're so excited, you've wet my hand." Gaoyuan laughed and stretched his wet hand in front of me, and almost instinctively, I opened my mouth and took his finger in, sucking the fluid that had flowed from it.

Seeing my lewd and thirsty state, Gao Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. He simply stuck three fingers into my mouth, moving them in and out as if he were raping my mouth with his fingers. I moaned and groaned in rhythm with his fingers.

After a while, Gao Yuan took his fingers out, and my lower body was already soaking wet! Gao Yuan sat down in my office chair with a smile and said, "Alright, come and serve me properly, Zhang bitch!"

I was burning with lust and didn't care about anything anymore. I knelt between Gao Yuan's legs without any shame and gently pulled down his zipper and underwear as much as possible. A thick, pungent penis immediately appeared in front of me. I opened my mouth and took my student's penis into my mouth. I licked it like a prostitute on the street, trying my best to please its owner...

"I like this attitude, haha... It suits you very well, Zhang, bitch!" Gao Yuan grabbed my hair with one hand and pressed my head down, thrusting like he was having sex with a vagina.

"Ugh... ugh..." I moaned softly, but had to endure the almost suffocating pain.

"Clean up your rotten hole with your hand, so I can fuck it later!" Gao Yuan commanded in a condescending tone. I obeyed his order, inserting two fingers into my vagina and masturbating.

Actually, my hole didn't need any cleaning at all; it was already soaking wet, my labia and clitoris engorged and burning with excitement, making a "sizzling" sound as my fingers moved. God! My wanton place was already thirstily awaiting the defilement of a big cock!

I raised my head, still diligently sucking Gao Yuan's cock, but my eyes were filled with longing and pleading as I looked at my high and mighty student.

Gao Yuan smiled wickedly and said, "Little bitch, do you want me to fuck you? Is your cunt itching?"

I nodded quickly. My eyes were practically spitting fire with lust; how could I care about the dignity of a teacher?

Gao Yuan, however, was unhurried, the cock in his mouth occasionally twitching to arouse my desire. After teasing me for a while, Gao Yuan finally let out a long breath and said, "Alright, come on, turn your ass around and lie face down on the table!"

"Yes..." I immediately obeyed.

Gao Yuan didn't hold back. He stood behind me, grabbed my thick, fleshy buttocks with both hands, and swayed them back and forth, creating waves that fully demonstrated how fleshy my buttocks were! Gao Yuan then slapped my buttocks hard with a "smack," exclaiming, "Damn, your ass is so big and fat! I love fucking women with big asses, it's so exciting!"

As he spoke, I felt him bring his mouth close, opening it wide and almost completely enveloping my vagina. At the same time, his warm, moist tongue began to lick my wet, juicy opening, while his ten fingers kneaded my plump buttocks.

"Oh... mmm... so... so comfortable..." I couldn't help but moan. My buttocks wiggled along with it. "Good...good man...

give it to me...I want...a big cock...oh..."

"Oh? You want it? Hehe." Gaoyuan chuckled lewdly and said, "Come on, let me write a few words on your buttocks first, haha..."

As he spoke, he picked up my pen and began to slowly write on my buttocks. The feeling of the pen gliding across my buttocks was itchy, but in order to relieve the itch in my cunt, I had to let my buttocks itch for a while. After a while, Gaoyuan finished writing and said with satisfaction, "Hehe, left side: slut who needs to be fucked, right side: slutty bitch. How about it? It suits you very well, haha..."

"Yes..." I wasn't angry at all about such an insult. Instead, I was even more aroused and begged, "Good...good Gaoyuan...now...can you...put it in?...I...can't take it...oh..."

"Haha, good, since you begged me, then I'll satisfy you!" Gaoyuan's hot, big cock pressed against my cunt and began to squeeze in. Although I was a woman who often masturbated, my cunt was still a bit narrow, and Gaoyuan's cock encountered a lot of resistance.

"Damn, still like a virgin! You slut! It feels so good, so tight!" Gaoyuan slapped my butt, his big cock thrusting into my vagina. God! I'd never felt so full, like my whole body was being filled, burning hot all over. I was going to be overwhelmed by this satisfaction!

"Slap!" Gaoyuan's hand slapped hard on my buttocks. "Bitch, is this how you entertain guests? Give me a proper wiggle of your ass, hehe, you slut, you're such a slut!"

"Slap! Slap!" Several more slaps followed, Gaoyuan's big cock starting to thrust in and out of my vagina. I felt my whole body being moved by the thrusting cock, my body involuntarily twisting to its rhythm.

"Ah...ha...ha...so...so full...oh..." I moaned lewdly, "My pussy...so hot...

more...more...oh...oh..."

"Good! As you wish! You filthy bitch!" Gao Yuan's thrusts became faster and faster, while he slapped my buttocks repeatedly, making crisp sounds. I was immersed in this simultaneous feeling of pleasure and pain, already in ecstasy!

"Ah...no...no...oh...again...again...oh...oh..."

The conquest of the huge penis brought me to orgasm twice in a short period of time! At the same time, Gao Yuan increased the speed of his lewd thrusts again, and I could clearly feel the penis inside me swelling; he was about to ejaculate!

Sure enough, after a while, Gao Yuan roared, "Damn, this is so good! Playing with you is more fun than playing with a whore on the street! I'm going to cum

! Catch it properly!"

"Yes...oh..." I also shouted loudly, "Please...please cum inside! Oh...cum inside me...I...

I want your...semen...oh..."

"Fuck!" Gao Yuan roared, and his huge penis finally slid all the way in, and I could feel a large amount of semen spraying out of my cervix! Directly pouring into my uterus!

"Oh..." I let out a comfortable sigh, finally collapsing onto the desk.

"Hehe," Gao Yuan lay on top of me, playing with my breasts for a while before getting up and putting on his pants, saying, "Zhang bitch, you served me well. I'll definitely be a regular customer from now on. Remember not to spill your semen, that person will check! Ahahaha..."

That person? Who is that person? The question flashed through my mind, but I was too exhausted to think about it.

I rested for a while before getting dressed and going home.

Chapter 4

Dragging my body, which had just been violated by Gao Yuan, I didn't dare clean myself. I walked back to my place; it was already getting dark, and my watch showed 7 p.m. Because I was too lazy to cook, I bought two baskets of steamed buns and some braised chicken wings from a small shop on the way, deciding to just have a simple meal at home. I had

just put down what I was carrying, closed the door, and was about to wash my hands and eat when suddenly the phone rang. I frowned. At this moment, I hoped it wouldn't be "him"? If it was... what should I do? Could it be... another perverted request? Should I... still do as he says? What should I do? My mind raced with thoughts.

I hesitantly answered the phone. "Hello?" "Hehe, little beauty, how's today?"

It was him! I couldn't help but look out my window, though I couldn't see anything. Now, according to that person's demands, every day when I come home, I have to open the curtains on the French windows in the living room and my bedroom so he can spy on me—no, it's not just spying anymore, it's blatant observation; my every move is under his sight!

But I have to be respectful to that person. Is it because he has leverage over me or because of my own desires? I can't tell anymore; maybe... it's the latter?

"Yes... today, I did as you said, but why my student..." I replied.

"Do you have any objections? Hehe, actually, you're also looking forward to it, aren't you? Haven't you ever fantasized about your student?" That person bluntly hit my sore spot. Indeed, sometimes I think of my students…

“Alright, now put the phone on speakerphone, then come to the window!”

“Yes…” I couldn’t refuse, or perhaps I was starting to like this feeling? I obediently went to the window, waiting for his instructions.

“Good, very good. Take off your clothes, quickly.”

“Yes.” Any resistance was futile; I had no choice but to comply. I quickly took off all my clothes and put them aside. Now, I stood naked in front of the window, the huge French windows reflecting my body. My beautiful curves made me somewhat intoxicated, but now it was a strange man’s plaything… which filled me with shame.

"Hehe, so beautiful!" the man on the other end of the phone praised, then said, "Slut, now sit down and spread your legs. I want to see your cunt and asshole! I'll examine you properly!" "

Okay...okay..." I replied, and as he instructed, I sat on the ground with my legs spread in an M shape, trying my best to arch my back, exposing my vulva and asshole. All of this was reflected in my eyes through the glass window. This position was so lewd, especially with a small pull ring sticking out of my asshole. I also had to try my best to tighten my vulva to prevent the semen inside from leaking out, but there were still traces of defilement.

"Hehe, your cunt really does show signs of being used. Your labia are still a little red. Oh? And there's writing on it. Hmm, you slut who needs to be fucked, you wanton bitch. Haha, you're really despicable! How was it, was it good fucking a student?" the man asked lewdly.

"I...I...don't know..." I couldn't answer such a question.

"Really? Then you'll know if a few more students rape you, right?"

"No! Please don't do that! I...I...I feel...it's great..." I was shocked. If what he said was true, the consequences...were unimaginable.

"Hahaha, that's right. If it feels good, you should say it. Because you're a slut, a bitch. Of course you'll feel good being fucked, right?" The man persisted.

"This...is..." My voice trailed off, still feeling ashamed at such questions.

"Where did your student ejaculate on you?"

"It...in...in my vagina..."

"Oh? You didn't taste his semen. What a pity." The man seemed to be deep in thought, remaining silent. I didn't dare move. After a while, he said, "What did you buy today?"

"Ah? Oh, it's steamed buns and roasted chicken wings. That's my dinner." I didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but I answered truthfully, not daring to be negligent.

"Oh, haha, that's perfect!" The man laughed and said, "Alright, go get everything you bought and eat it for me!"

Why was he making such a request? I didn't understand, but I did as he said. I got all the food, opened the packaging, and was about to eat when the man suddenly spoke again: "Wait, hehe, how can it taste good without seasoning? You slut, there must still be semen in your cunt, right? Stuff the bun inside!"

"Ah?!" I cried out. This...this is too perverted!

"What are you yelling for! Isn't this the perfect seasoning for you, you filthy bitch, haha, hurry up and do it!" the man commanded.

"This...this...okay...okay..." I wanted to say something, but in the end I gave in. I finally didn't have the courage or ability to resist that man. Perhaps it was also willing; I was willing to become his slave...

I picked up a small steamed bun, spread my labia majora as wide as possible with my other hand, and then stuffed the bun into my vagina.

Although the xiaolongbao was about three fingers thick in diameter, it was still soft, and after being violated by the large penis on the plateau, my vagina was somewhat loose. With the lubrication of semen and oil, it went in smoothly.

"Oh, good job, keep going until I say stop!" the man said.

"Okay...okay..." I had no choice but to do as he said. Soon, another xiaolongbao disappeared into my vagina. I was gradually feeling full...I could feel the semen and xiaolongbao soaking together inside my vagina...

"One more!" The man seemed to have no intention of stopping.

I had no choice but to pick up another steamed bun and try to stuff it into my vagina. This time it was a bit difficult; I could feel that indescribable fullness inside my vagina, a kind of satisfaction. The bun was cold, and its greasy texture made it impossible for my vagina to hold it; it almost slipped out several times, and some of the semen inside was squeezed out and flowed onto the floor.

"Hehe, feels good, doesn't it? You slut, this is your favorite food. Okay, take it out and eat it!" the man commanded again.

I had no intention of refusing this command. The steamed bun slipped out almost effortlessly, covered in thick white semen. But indeed, for a wanton woman like me, it was very much to my liking. I put a steamed bun in my mouth, and the taste of semen immediately filled my senses. I enjoyed it. The scene of Gao Yuan raping me that afternoon seemed to reappear before my eyes... I couldn't help but get wet again...

"Not bad, hehe." The man watched me finish the three steamed buns, and then made me do the same, stuffing the rest into my vagina to soak up the semen before eating them. After finishing two steamed buns, I actually felt my body getting hot and my face burning. Eating the semen in my own vagina gave me pleasure!

"Damn, you slut, you get pleasure from eating like this? Don't you?"

"Yes...yes..." I answered, feeling my mouth dry.

"Don't rush, there are still roasted chicken wings, hehe. This time, stuff the roasted chicken wings into your asshole, then into your cunt, and then eat them!" The man said with a lewd laugh, "I'll give you extra seasoning, haha..."

"Ass...asshole...but...I can't take it..." I spoke softer and softer. I knew that my body was also looking forward to this kind of torture!

"Damn it, you're still pretending! You can even fit such a big bead in your asshole, what else is there to say? Hurry up, I'm going to upload your amazing photos!" the man said snarlingly.

"No...no, I...I'll do as you say..." I quickly replied.

Following his instructions, I found a cushion and placed it under my buttocks, spreading my legs wide to fully expose my anus and vulva to the window, and then slowly pulled out the anal bead. This process gave my already sensitive anus a great deal of pleasure. Next, I carefully stuffed the roasted chicken wing in my hand into my anus. Chicken wings are flat, and with the lubrication of the oil, they weren't too difficult to insert, but the uneven bumps and bones on them kept rubbing against my anus, making me feel both itchy and excited.

"Yes! Good slut, you did a great job! Put the tip in, very good, hold the tail yourself and stir it around in your ass, that will make it even more delicious! Hehe..." the man instructed me while admiring this lewd scene.

"Yes..." I pinched the chicken wing by the tail and twisted it left and right. "Oh..." It was a strange feeling, the strange friction brought pleasure that made me groan involuntarily, and my vagina clenched, squeezing out some semen. Then the man said, "Haha, it feels good, right? Don't waste the semen, use another one to stuff into your cunt, understand, you slut!"

"Okay...okay..." My vagina, after being developed by the steamed bun, easily swallowed a chicken wing. Then the man made me stir the two chicken wings at the same time, making them rub against my vagina and anus at the same time. That feeling was double the shame and pleasure! It

almost made me orgasm!

Then the man made me switch the positions of the two chicken wings, the one in my anus went into my vagina, and the one that was originally in my vagina went into my anus. After stirring like this for a while, when I took them out, the originally fragrant roasted chicken wings had become fishy and smelly, emitting a strange and nauseating smell. White semen and yellowish-brown filth clung to the surface, but I figured my current heightened lust made this food even more appealing. Without the man's prompting, I began to relish the chicken wings that had just ravaged my anus and vulva.

"Haha… I knew I wasn't wrong, you woman are just slutty! Enjoying it? Keep eating!"

"Yes… um…" The strange taste became my aphrodisiac, making it even more delicious. I ate the remaining chicken wings without thinking, and gradually cleaned the semen from my vagina, though my vagina and anus felt greasy and uncomfortable.

The man watched my lewd behavior silently. Only after I finished eating did I hear his instruction: "Slut, use the bones you left over to orgasm for me!"

"Okay…" I had learned to obey. I obediently picked up the bones and let them re-enter my vagina and anus. With the lubrication of the oil, the bones went in and out easily, but the friction inside my vagina and anus still stimulated my senses. "Ah...ah...so...so good...uh...uh..."

"Haha...damn it, women with big tits are just sluts! So what if you're a teacher? So what if you're pretty! You still obediently make love with bones! Harder, you bitch! Don't you want an orgasm?!" the man shouted.

"Yes...ah!...oh...oh...almost...almost there...oh..." My hands seemed to no longer belong to me, obeying the man's commands and increasing their strength, to the point that I felt some pain. But the subsequent pleasure of being abused and the excitement of being watched immediately overwhelmed the pain. I was approaching the peak of my physical desire!

"Squeeze your own breasts with your left hand! Twist the bone in your ass with your right hand! Quickly!"

"Yes!...Ugh...Oh..." I obeyed the man's commands one by one, not even reducing the force of my hands because it was my own body. Pain and pleasure spread from my breasts and lower body at the same time. I was already out of control! I was really about to climax!

"Harder! You filthy bitch! Twist your own nipples harder, fuck your own hole!"

"Ah! Ah!...No...I can't take it anymore...Really...I'm...climaxing..."

"Climax! You slut!" The man roared, as if he had ejaculated on his side as well. But no matter what, I truly reached orgasm. My body convulsed uncontrollably, and copious amounts of vaginal fluid overflowed from my lower body, completely soaking the floor…

But I was completely immersed in this orgasm, unable to extricate myself, and too lazy to get up and clean the room. I simply lay there in my own vaginal fluid and fell into a deep sleep…

When I woke up the next day, I found that my vagina and anus were still filled with bones covered in bits of flesh, and my two proud, large breasts had faint bruises from being squeezed and twisted. The vaginal fluid from last night had dried, leaving large patches of residue and a foul smell. Had I lost control of my bladder due to excitement last night? I didn't know. Recalling the lewd sensation of yesterday, I only felt that my lower body was a little wet again.

It was already 7 o'clock. I hung up the phone that I hadn't hung up properly last night, then went to the bathroom to tidy myself up and prepare for work.

"Ring ring…" It was the phone! I suddenly realized, that person…

"Hello?"

"Hehe, it's me. Was yesterday good enough?" Sure enough… it was that person again.

"Yes...it's...very comfortable." For some reason, despite the difficulty in saying it, I told him the truth, and I clearly had this thought in my mind: I must obey this man.

"Good! You can dress more properly for work today, but I want you to put your phone on vibrate, cover it with a condom, and then put it inside your vagina! And tell me the number."

"This...when are you going to call?" I wasn't resisting as much anymore, but I was a little worried about this request. What if the students found out...?

"That depends on my interest, hehe, do you have a choice?" The man emphasized.

"No...I...I'll do it..." I immediately went limp. But the man wouldn't let it go, shouting, "Do you have a choice?!"

"I...I...no...no..." My voice trailed off, I felt guilty. Did I still have the nerve to be a teacher?

Did I still want to be a normal person? I...I was controlled by him...what choice did I have?

"Hmph, good that you know! Remember this, you're just a slutty bitch, and from now on you'll do whatever I say! Why? Because you're big-breasted and cheap, you need to be fucked and played with, you're just a sex toy, understand?!" The man said resolutely, leaving me no room for resistance.

"I...I...this..." I couldn't seem to adapt to such humiliating words, but somewhere deep inside me, something seemed to have been touched, and I felt a strong resonance! I recalled my past, and yes, wasn't this exactly what I craved? Craving to be violated, craving a life of subservience and the discipline of men…

"Yes… I remember…" I blurted out.

"Very good! Okay, do as I say!" "Yes…"…

And so, I walked down the street, my neat work clothes and briefcase making me look like a white-collar worker or a teacher. But, hidden beneath my long skirt, a cell phone was pervertedly inserted into my vagina—a phone that vibrated constantly, causing me to leak arousal. I knew I had changed. My previously hidden desires were slowly being discovered by that person, and my perverse teaching career was beginning… 03-21 Chapter

05

From then on, attending classes became almost a formality. I had completely become a slutty bitch controlled by my master and his authorized agent, Gao Yuan. Every day after class, I would be subjected to Gao Yuan's wanton rape and manipulation, and upon returning home, I would continue to ravage my own wanton body according to the instructions of that unseen master.

That day, my master finally said he would let me see his true face. So, I went home early and, as he instructed, changed into a black fishnet stocking, then a black sheer dress. I put on a blindfold and fastened my wrists and ankles with the leather straps he gave me, saying it would make it easier for him to play with me. Following his instructions, I put a dog collar around my neck and attached a dog leash to a decorative pillar in my living room. I tossed the keys aside, confining my movements to a small area of less than five meters. Then, using the three electric dildos my master had given me, I began to masturbate in turn, waiting for his arrival.

Just like the first time in that strange public restroom, I quietly waited in the darkness for my fate to unfold.

But this time, I didn't have to wait long, or rather, I was almost lost in the pleasure of masturbation and forgot about time. Anyway, I heard the sound of a key turning in the lock—my master had come in! I froze, waiting silently. I heard someone enter, turn on the light, and it seemed there was more than one person! The door closed and locked again, and someone walked towards me.

"Hehehehe, I knew this bitch was having a good time. Look at all this water on the floor, it's like a river!" a familiar voice said. It was Gao Yuan! He was here too.

Then another voice, so familiar from the phone, said, "Haha, I never thought a teacher could be so despicable! You little bitch, your master is here, why aren't you welcoming him?"

"Yes..." I answered softly, "Welcome, master..."

I immediately felt a sharp "smack" on my buttocks.

"How did you welcome your master? Explain clearly!"

"Yes... you slut... welcome your master, please discipline your bitch properly..." I said, banging my head on the floor.

"Hahahaha... Looks like our training was very successful! This woman's lewd nature is perfect for being a lowly bitch ridden by a thousand men!" one man said. Then another voice spoke. How many of them were there?

At that moment, a familiar voice rang out: "This slut's juices are flowing everywhere, hahaha! Tell me, why is that, huh?" It was that man! He reached out and touched my vulva, then put his finger, covered in my juices, under my nose. The lewd smell filled my nostrils.

"This...this is because...because...this slut...is horny...want...want to be fucked by a big cock..." I stammered, not out of shyness, but because someone was rubbing something like a paintbrush between my anus and vagina.

"Hahahaha..." the men laughed. This time I could hear clearly; there were three voices.

"Slut, where's what we told you to prepare?" Gao Yuan's voice rang out.

"Ah... here, here..." I groped around next to the pillar behind me and found a large leather bag. I handed it over with both hands. Inside the bag were all sorts of sex toys I'd spent a day buying from various adult stores, according to their requests. I didn't even know how to use them.

The man on the phone laughed and said, "Hehe, so obedient! Looks like I'll let you see who I am, you slut."

Someone approached me, seemingly to remove my blindfold. My heart inexplicably raced. This was the feeling of a lowly slave about to see the master who had disciplined her day and night—a mix of longing, fear, and nervousness. I could hear my own heart pounding. Who was he?

The blindfold was easily removed. "Open your eyes, you slut," the man on the phone said, with a hint of mockery. I obediently opened my eyes slowly... Oh my god! What came into view was... Li Fei! Li Fei was the best student in our class, the one I valued most, a well-behaved boy! How... how could this be! The third person was Zhang Zheng, a student who had already been expelled from our class! How could these three be together...?

I couldn't help but stand up and call out, "Li...Li Fei...it's you?"

*Slap!* A loud slap landed not on my face, but on my large breasts, which bounced like rabbits, seemingly reminding me of my current predicament.

"You bitch! How dare you call your master by his name?" Li Fei, abandoning his usual obedient demeanor, barked fiercely.

This slap snapped me back to reality. Yes, what did it matter who it was? I'm just a lowly bitch, a bitch begging to be played with and humiliated by my master... Thinking of this, I obediently knelt down, my head hitting the floor again, and whispered, "I'm sorry... Master... this bitch was wrong... Please... please punish this ignorant, lowly bitch severely..."

"Hahahaha..." They laughed again, and Zhang Zheng said, "Teacher Zhang... no! You're a lowly bitch now, how is it? Are you enjoying being trained by us? Oh, your nipples are all erect!"

As he spoke, he wantonly pinched and played with my nipples, which were already hard. Li Fei then said, "Hehe, Zheng, there's no teacher here, just a slutty bitch, haha. We didn't have enough fun last time, so let's enjoy ourselves properly today, hehehehe..."

The three of them lewdly laughed, opened the bag I handed them, and started rummaging through it to find various SM equipment. Gao Yuan first set up a V8 camera, and Li Fei and Zhang Zheng fiddled with the props for a while. They turned on the lights, focusing the light on me, and then Gao Yuan said, "Little slut, I'm going to record your process of becoming our slave. We'll ask you questions, so answer them properly. If you answer well, you'll be rewarded, hehe, otherwise you'll suffer!"

"Yes... Master... this bitch will definitely... satisfy Master..." I obediently said.

"Very good! Let's begin," Li Fei said. "First, let's introduce ourselves, you slut."

"Yes..." I whispered to the camera, "Everyone... Master... I, my name is Zhang Tingting... I, I am a middle school teacher in H City..."

"A teacher, huh? Why are you dressed like that?" Li Fei said with a lewd grin, while gently slapping my fat buttocks with a leather whip.

I hurriedly replied, "Because...because being a teacher is just my facade...actually, actually...I'm just a...a rotten, rotten whore with only big tits...and a stinking cunt..."

"Hehe," Zhang Zheng asked with a laugh, "Do you know what a whore means?"

"It's...a whore, it's...it's...a lowly...woman like me, who only thinks about...getting...fucked

...hard...by a big cock...is...ridden by thousands, pressed down by thousands...a slut...a whore...ah!"

With a "smack," the whip lashed my raised buttocks. Li Fei said, "A whore is only a prostitute for money, you're just a horny bitch! Do you understand!"

"Yes...Master...I was wrong...I...am just a...horny...slutty...bitch..." I said, lowering my head.

"That's more like it. Come on, say to the camera that you're our bitch, how you're going to serve your master," Zhang Zheng said.

I recalled many SM articles about female dog training that I had read online before, and they all had chapters about the female dog making vows. I felt a surge of excitement. Finally, I was going to become a lowly female dog completely belonging to my masters... No! My masters! I spoke from the heart, facing the camera, saying, "Zhang Tingting, this slutty woman... is a born pervert, a masochistic bitch... Please, please, Master Li Fei...

Master Zhang Zheng... Master Gao Yuan, take... take this lowly bitch... I... I hope to be... severely...

disciplined by my master, this bitch will... will serve my master well... absolutely obey... any... request of my master... Please... beg my master to take this bitch..."

"Hahahaha..." The three couldn't help but laugh triumphantly. Gao Yuan said, "You slutty bitch, now you know how good your master is, don't you? Begging us to take you in, hahaha... you're really shameless, how did you come up with this, hahaha..."

"Zhang Zheng, how about we teach this slutty bitch a good lesson, hehe, let's have an SM education and training class, hahaha."

Li Fei, who was usually honest, spoke like a completely different person.

"No problem, hehe, this fat tits and slutty ass, I never get tired of playing with her, hahaha," Zhang Zheng said with a smile.

Three men unleashed the dog leash from my neck and led me like a dog towards my largest bedroom. I didn't resist at all, and naturally crawled on all fours behind them, step by step...

Chapter 6

As I crawled on the ground, I naturally imitated the female slaves I had seen in pornographic films, twisting my plump buttocks to the maximum extent. At the same time, the swaying and pausing movements of my crawling made my huge hanging breasts swing back and forth. My buttocks were not only very plump, but also elastic and slightly loose. When I twisted them, there were slight waves of flesh. A former boyfriend of mine had noticed this. He once said that my buttocks were born to be sold, two of the most beautiful lustful flesh to be played with.

Li Fei walked ahead, pulling the chain of the collar around my neck with his hand, loosening and tightening it. Zhang Zheng and Gao Yuan followed behind me, leering and occasionally whipping my fat buttocks with a small leather whip, the "smack, smack" quite rhythmic. They discussed:

"This slut, she always has that arrogant, haughty face, but I just want to fuck her. After I'm done, I'll keep her at home and make porn to earn money, haha!" "

I told you long ago she's no decent woman. What decent woman grows such fat tits and ass? She's clearly a whore, yet she insists on being a teacher! In the end, she's still our dog!"

"Hahahaha... Not only am I a dog, but I'm also a public toilet! Remember that comic we saw before? It's called 'Public Semen Disposal Toilet,' hahaha!"

The two men laughed lewdly, making me blush. I felt more excited than ashamed. "Public semen disposal toilet," "bitch"—nothing seemed more fitting for me right now... I imagined being filled with semen and... urine by rows of men in every hole of my body, and my lower body throbbed again; my juices even dripped onto the floor.

The walk from the living room to the bedroom wasn't long, but I almost felt like I was about to climax... Am I really that lewd? No, perhaps I shouldn't call her a woman, but rather a lewd and vile female beast…

Entering my master bedroom, Li Fei unceremoniously sat on the large bed, crossed his legs, and looked at me kneeling on the floor. As if reading my mind, he said, “Zhang, you big bitch, what’s wrong? Are you unwilling? I’ll give you one more chance, the last time. If you choose to be our sex slave bitch, you’ll never be able to turn things around. How about it? Or do you want to go back to being a teacher? I’ll give you a chance.”

I was about to speak when I heard Li Fei say again, “Think carefully. If you choose to continue being your teacher, we will not make things difficult for you.”

I was stunned. Be a teacher… Do I still have the right to be a teacher? My body and my will have always had a strong desire to be humiliated and played with by men. How can such a lewd woman be worthy of being a teacher… My heart was conflicted, but my lower body shamelessly flowed out thick fluid, seemingly unstoppable, dripping onto the floor. Zhang Zheng and the others didn’t urge me, but simply took out a DV camera and truthfully recorded every scene.

I looked up and saw three mocking smiles and a cold DV camera lens. I shook my head vigorously and made my decision.

I knelt on the ground and crawled towards Li Fei, my buttocks and enormous breasts swaying wildly. Reaching Li Fei's feet, my gaze fixed on his raised toes, I shamelessly stuck out my tongue and licked his toes, demonstrating my decision through my actions.

My tongue roamed over Li Fei's slightly scented toes, licking and teasing them, signifying a slave's submission and obedience to his master. Unseen above, the three men exchanged knowing smiles, seemingly having anticipated this, but I was completely focused on licking my master Li Fei's toes, oblivious to their presence.

Li Fei grabbed my hair, lifted my head, and said, "It seems this is your decision. Remember, from now on, there's no going back!" He slapped my erect breasts hard, as if announcing my lewdness and depravity. Li Fei continued, "But that's not enough. I'm going to turn you into the lowest, most lewd bitch in the world, a whore with nothing but lust and masochistic desires from head to toe! Understand?"

I nodded seriously, seemingly becoming a lustful beast, saying, "Yes, Master, I am yours, the lowest, most lewd bitch in the world, a beast..."

"Very good, you agreed to it yourself. We'll record it all on DV! Now, let's make some agreements. These agreements will help you gradually get into character. Don't forget your identity!"

As Li Fei spoke, Zhang Zheng grinned lewdly and handed me an A4 sheet of paper. It seemed he had prepared this in advance. It contained some humiliating terms, but this only excited me more, especially as I looked at the obscene content and sensed that it was all about to happen to me!

Master-Slave Contract for Bitch Zhang Tingting:

Slutty Bitch: Zhang Tingting. From this day forward, Zhang Tingting voluntarily relinquishes her human rights and becomes a shared sex slave of Li Fei, Zhang Zheng, and Gao Yuan. Obeying the master's commands will become the slave's duty. She must be in the most active state at all times to receive the master's training and serve the master, ensuring the master's satisfaction. The slave will no longer have freedom or power and must abide by the following terms:

1. Slaves must respect and serve their masters. In their quarters, unless ordered by the master not to stand, slaves must kneel on the ground with their heads bowed, never higher than the master's genitals. They must crawl on their knees, twisting their waists to maximize the movement of their breasts and swaying their buttocks from side to side, like a female dog crawling. When alone with their master, slaves must kiss the master's genitals and toes as a sign of respect and greeting.

2. When speaking to their master, slaves must address him as "Master" and refer to themselves as "Bitch" or any other name requested by the master. In their quarters, slaves may only wear clothing required by the master or be naked. Items prescribed by the master, such as vibrators, dildos, or other masturbation aids, must be inserted into the slave's vagina and anus to facilitate the master's training and service.

3. The master dictates all aspects of the slave's life, including food, sleeping times, and locations. Slaves must serve the master's daily needs and provide entertainment (usually training and playing with the slave) as required, and maintain cleanliness in the room. 4. When the master brings relatives, friends, or even any person or animal to request sexual services from the slave, the slave must not refuse and must willingly provide and enjoy the sexual pleasure.

The slave must maintain personal hygiene to satisfy the master's desires. Personal hygiene includes self-enema and urination, which must be observed daily unless specifically ordered by the master. Furthermore, the slave's body belongs to the master, and the slave must willingly accept the master's actions such as piercing, tattooing, and body tattooing.

5. The slave no longer enjoys human rights; therefore, the slave can become any object the master desires, including furniture, cleaning supplies, and even toilet equipment, according to the master's orders. Special requirement: The slave's tongue is the master's only toilet paper. After the master finishes using the toilet, the slave must clean the master's anus with their tongue, clean their own mouth, and continue to be trained by the master.

6. The slave must understand the etiquette between master and slave. Unless requested by the master, the slave must not kiss the master without permission. Generally speaking, kissing refers only to the slave kissing the master's anus with their lips or kissing the master's toes. The slave must believe in their own mind that they are a lowly female animal and genuinely love everything about their master.

7. Every day, the slave must bend over, begging for the master's whip, 10 times per person, as motivation. The slave must offer the whip with both hands and remind the master to whip their buttocks. After the whipping, the slave must express gratitude and respect to the master.

Note: The master has the right to add any clauses, and the slave has no right to modify, delete, or raise any objections to the clauses without the master's consent.

Slave name: "Big-breasted bitch slave, Zhang Tingting."

This contract is effective from this point on, and its validity period is determined by the master.

After I carefully read these lewd clauses, they applied lipstick to me and also painted my nipples and thumbs red, so that I could leave my lip print, nipple print, and fingerprint on the blank space behind the clauses. This indicates that the contract has begun to take effect.

"Master... I... I didn't mean to offend you, and I will always abide by these contracts..." I knelt on the ground, kissing Li Fei's toes, and said, "This bitch has a request... is that alright..."

Li Fei and Zhang Zhenggao exchanged a glance and said, "Go ahead."

I raised my head, letting them see my lewd and despicable expression, and said in a lowly voice, "This bitch would like to ask Master to add one more clause. In order to make this bitch realize every day how despicable I am, and that I am a completely humane beast, this bitch hopes that Master will no longer allow slaves to eat like normal people, but to obey Master's designated diet, and... this bitch hopes that from now on, this bitch's utensils will be Master's toilet..."

"Hahaha..." With a mocking laugh, Li Fei and the other two agreed to my request. I couldn't help but feel a wave of shame. I knew why I had made such a despicable request—because my blood was filled with lust… Li Fei picked up a pen and wrote on the bottom line of the contract:

8. The slave's daily meals must be designated by the master. No other food is allowed. When eating, the slave is not permitted to use their hands without the master's permission; they must kneel like a female dog and eat directly with their mouth. However, they may request to drink the master's urine. The slave's utensils must be the master's excrement containers, such as chamber pots and bedpans, and the slave must ensure that these utensils are kept clean.

At this point, I finally became the woman I was supposed to be—no, I should say, a shameless, despicable female animal. I finally abandoned the psychology I should have as a human being and became a vile sex slave.

Chapter 7:

Since becoming the sex slave of Li Fei and his two companions, my three-bedroom, two-living-room house became their residence and a place for training and playing with me. Or, after being modified by Li Fei and his group, it had become a perfect den for a slave like me. Since dropping out of school, Zhang Zheng had been doing odd jobs with his carpenter uncle. He used his skills to make some furniture just for me.

First was a chair they called a saddle chair, made of willow wood with a leather cushion, but shaped like a saddle bow. Two holes were custom-made in the middle to hold dildos and other toys, so when I sat on it, the two dildos could easily fill my two holes. Of course, sitting on it meant my master's permitted rest time.

Then there was a special shackle they called a toy box. This device, resembling an ancient torture instrument, was designed rather lewdly. The hollow box could be opened and closed, fixed to a wooden support that reached just to my waist. When I leaned in and closed the box, my large buttocks would be exposed, while my head and hands would be fixed to the other end of the box, like a shackle, making it look like a box had sprouted a woman's buttocks and head. Of course, to avoid "squeezing"

my enormous breasts, Zhang Zheng "kindly" cut two holes in the chest area, just big enough for my huge breasts to be exposed.

This toy box was for my master to ravage my lewd big buttocks.

There was also a shackle called a "dog shackle," which my master modified from a rectangular wooden board. It could be used to fix my hands and feet at the same time, so that I could only keep my limbs on the ground. At this time, my fat buttocks would be raised high because of the position, allowing my master to lewdly abuse them. My buttocks were very fleshy, soft and plump like a large meat millstone, very elastic, which my master liked very much. He especially liked the crisp sound of the whip hitting my buttocks. Such whipping would excite me and make me wet.

There was also a "breast shackle," which was a classic design by Zhang Zheng's master. It looked like an ancient shackle, but it only had two holes, and the two horizontal bars on the sides could be freely contracted and expanded through two pull rings. It was a torture device used to restrain my huge breasts, making it convenient for my master to torture them.

There are others, which I will explain later. Meanwhile, the owner also fixed wooden and plastic dildos in many places around the house, such as low on the walls, on the tatami floor in the bedroom, and under the mirror in the bathroom. I was required to use my various orifices to manipulate them at the owner's command, to achieve complete lewdness within me.

Today is the weekend, and early this morning, Li Fei arrived at my "bitch house" (Zhang Zheng stayed here tonight, while Li Fei and Gao Yuan stayed at their own homes). Li Fei unlocked the door and went straight to the master bedroom. Zhang Zhengcheng was sleeping sprawled on the bed, the blankets billowing high beneath him. Li Fei couldn't help but laugh, "Get up, Zhengcheng. You weren't idle again last night, you little brat. Be careful you don't collapse from exhaustion."

Zhang Zhengcheng, still half-asleep, chuckled when he saw Li Fei and said, "Don't underestimate me. Don't you know I'm a notorious 'seven times a night wolf'?"

With that, he yanked back the blankets. Underneath, there was a woman with her hands tied behind her back like a dumpling, seemingly still asleep, her mouth still holding Zhang Zhengcheng's semi-erect penis. No need to ask, this woman was me. Zhang Zhengcheng had played with me half the night, and I had actually fallen asleep from exhaustion while sucking his penis. Incredibly, one of my large breasts had an iron nipple clamp with a bell hanging from it, and there was an electric vibrator in my anus.

Li Fei's large hands roughly kneaded my big buttocks, saying, "This woman is unbelievable. Tying her up and whipping her like this every day, and she's perfectly fine the next day, not even a mark left." He seemed quite enamored with the fleshy feel of my plump buttocks. Half-asleep, I felt even my buttocks were an erogenous zone; I squinted and hummed, enjoying Li Fei's caresses.

Suddenly, a crisp "smack" rang out as Li Fei unexpectedly slapped my buttocks. Startled awake, I saw all three of my masters in my room. I quickly scrambled off the bed, knelt respectfully on the floor, and bowed my head to kiss Li Fei and Gao Yuan's toes, saying obediently, "This bitch greets her masters. Please discipline this lowly, big-breasted bitch..."

"Hmm," Li Fei responded, then said to Zhang Zheng, "Get up, Zheng. We have important things to do today. Go have breakfast first." He then lifted my chin with one hand and said, "Little bitch, go and clean yourself thoroughly. You need to wash yourself twice today. After breakfast, your masters want to see you clean and waiting for us in the living room."

"Yes..." I nodded in agreement and crawled towards the bathroom. According to the contract, every morning after waking up, besides brushing my teeth and washing my face, I must also wash my body and then use the enema kit provided in the bathroom to give myself two enemas. First, I use shower gel diluted with water to cleanse my anus, then I use clean water again to ensure it is clean. I also need to empty my bladder completely. I obediently followed my master's instructions and cleaned my anus three times. By the last time, the water coming out of my anus was clear and clean, even with a faint scent of shower gel.

I removed all the props from my body and knelt obediently in a small corner of the living room, waiting for my masters to come out after breakfast. There was a special place in the living room for me to kneel as punishment, usually in this small corner, waiting for my masters to do their thing and for the training that would follow. My master had prescribed a special kneeling posture for me while I waited. There was a rubber dildo fixed on the floor. While I waited for my master, I knelt facing this dildo, head down, buttocks raised high, hands grasping my two plump buttocks, trying to spread them apart to expose my anus to the air. My nose just touched the glans of the dildo, and my tongue licked the shaft of the dildo. I just waited like that.

The host didn't keep me waiting long; soon, the three of them came out of the restaurant. I remained kneeling, completely naked, and my lower body was already soaked, with glistening drops of fluid dripping from between my legs. My kneeling position with my buttocks raised wide exposed my plump buttocks, my vulva and anus to the air. Occasionally, a cool breeze would blow by, making my lower body feel cool and causing my buttocks to tremble slightly with excitement.

"Slut, you get this wet just from licking a dildo?" Li Fei came out, saw my wet lower body, and laughed. He casually slapped my butt and said, "Alright, we have some things to do today. You slut, just wait at home. When we get back, we'll let you show us your despicable side."

I was about to agree when Gao Yuan grabbed my hair and pulled me to my knees. "But if you just wait, you slutty bitch might squirm and ruin your own cunt, right? Hehe, Master is very thoughtful. I'll make sure you have a good time waiting!"

I didn't know what "a good time waiting" meant, but at this moment, Li Fei had already placed a handwritten list in front of me and said, "Little bitch, you have to do everything on this list in order. When we get back, I want to see you doing all these things in a despicable way. Got it?"

I looked down and took the list. It read: 1. Cook a cup of Master Kong instant noodles with your own urine, then stuff three quail eggs into your ass and a Jinhua ham into your vagina. Eat it all for breakfast.

2. Use 800cc of cool water to cleanse your intestines. After cleaning, add another 400cc of clean water and plug the anus with a rubber plug

. Insert a long straw and hold it in your mouth as your drinking water for the day. If you need to urinate, use a chamber pot to collect the urine. Drink the water after you have finished drinking the water from your anus. 3. Climb into the study and use your vagina to hold the thickest brush and write "Big-breasted slut Zhang Tingting" ten times.

4. Wash Zhang Zheng's underwear and clip it to her nipples to dry. At the same time, clean the bedroom. Clean the toilet bowl. You are not allowed to use your hands. You must use your mouth to hold a rag and wipe it clean, then lick it clean with your tongue.

5. After completing all of this, you are allowed to use a vibrator and an electric dildo to masturbate while waiting for your master to return.

"Do you understand?" Li Fei said. I nodded quickly. In fact, just looking at this piece of paper made me wet and almost trembling with excitement. Li Fei and the other two clearly saw my reaction, mocked my despicable behavior, and slammed the door and left.

I knelt at the doorway, thinking that my three masters had already gone far away. I gently kowtowed twice towards the door before turning and crawling towards the kitchen to begin following the instructions on the note. I deeply felt my enslavement; I no longer considered myself human. Even though the three men were gone, I still crawled respectfully on the ground, still obeying the rules. I didn't know whether to feel sad or ashamed.

I crawled into the kitchen where instant noodles were stored, found a box of Master Kong beef noodles, tore open the packaging, took it into the bathroom, and placed it by the bathtub. My masters didn't allow me to urinate like a normal person; I had to urinate like a female dog, lifting one leg. Therefore, it wasn't easy to urinate accurately into the instant noodle container. I tried my best to aim, but some still spilled out. I naturally lowered my head and licked up the spilled urine on the floor, then carefully picked up the urine-soaked instant noodle container and crawled out of the bathroom step by step.

The female dog can only eat from her special food bowl—the master's litter box—this is something I firmly remember, and it's also what makes me feel most degrading. I took out a small pot that I use exclusively, poured in instant noodles soaked in my urine, and heated it over a low flame. While heating the urine noodles, of course I wasn't idle; my master had given me instructions. I took out the quail eggs I made for my master last night, carefully peeled the shells, and stuffed them into my anus. My anus, after being "expanded" by Zhang Zheng and Li Fei, could easily swallow three quail eggs. Then I took out a Jinhua ham about three fingers thick, stuffed it into my vagina, and gently thrust it in and out. My vaginal fluids were already overflowing, and the ham filled my vagina completely as I cooked the noodles.

The noodles were cooked using urine. Although I had been drinking plenty of water lately and the urine smell was faint, urine is still urine. A faint urine odor filled my nose, but I didn't seem to mind. Otherwise, why would my vaginal fluids be flowing more and more?

I poured the noodles into my master's chamber pot, along with the three quail eggs from his anus and the Jinhua ham from his vagina. It was time for me to enjoy my breakfast... Having already experienced consuming my master's urine, I didn't dislike the smell. In fact, the stench of urine would make me even more "sexually aroused." Therefore, during my "meal," my genitals became soaked again...

After finishing breakfast, I began to follow my master's instructions. First, I poured water into his anus, which would be my drinking water for the day...

I meticulously completed the various tasks on the note. Writing with a brush held in my vagina wasn't difficult, nor did it bring much pleasure. It just made me feel very lewd, seeing obscene words being "written" by my own vagina...

Finally, I knelt straight at the door, my master's underwear clamped to my breasts with serrated steel clips, and a rubber tube in my mouth. The other end of the tube was inserted into my rectum through my anus, filled with water for me to drink. And so, I continued to leak lewd bodily fluids, my vagina deeply penetrated by a large, textured vibrating dildo, writhing wildly. I waited, both in pain and pleasure, for my master's return, anticipating new and even more degrading discipline.

Hopefully, my master won't keep me waiting too long…

Chapter 8

I don't know how much time passed, but I heard the sound of a key entering the lock. I dared not delay, quickly banging my head on the ground, my plump buttocks raised high, my hands on the ground. This position pressed my large breasts against the cold floor, my nipples hard as two small iron blocks…

The door creaked open. I didn't dare look up, and said, "This bitch welcomes her master home. Please let her serve you well and discipline this slut properly."

"This bitch is really talented, haha..." It was Zhang Zheng's voice, followed by Li Fei's indifferent words: "I've told you before, I never misjudge. This bitch is born to be played with."

The three of them walked into the house and closed the door. I quickly crawled over and whispered, "Please, masters, have a seat. Let me help you take off your shoes and change your clothes."

Zhang Zheng plopped down on the sofa without any politeness, but Li Fei said, "You play first. I have something to do. I'm going to tutoring."

"Seriously? Why go to tutoring when you can just leave this bitch?" Gao Yuan said.

"Hehe, I'm a good student." Li Fei had barely finished speaking when he opened the door and left.

I crawled on my knees to Zhang Zheng and Gao Yuan. Zhang Zheng raised one leg at just the right moment, and I immediately understood. I adjusted my kneeling position so my mouth was parallel to his foot, then put my hands behind my back and used my mouth to remove Zhang Zheng's shoes and socks. At the same time, Gao Yuan had already taken off the panties clipped to my breasts and tossed them aside. He removed the tube from my anus and was slowly thrusting the vibrating dildo inserted in my vagina.

"Little slut, you're so sensible," Zhang Zheng said, enjoying my service.

Gao Yuan added, "I bet she's been thinking this for a while. I used to watch this bitch slutting around in her room with a high-powered telescope every day. Damn, watching her made me cum twice a night!"

Removing shoes and socks with my mouth wasn't difficult. I seemed to be born with a knack for such degrading things. Soon, I had removed Zhang Zheng's shoes and socks. A faint stench filled my nostrils, and strangely, this salty fish smell gave me a strange sense of pleasure.

I instinctively stuck out my tongue and began licking Zhang Zheng's feet. Gao Yuan behind me couldn't hold back any longer. With a "smack," he slapped my buttocks hard and said, "Damn, bitch, this slutty look is unbearable. Stand up and lick me, stick your ass up for me, let me vent!"

"Hmm," I hummed softly and obediently stood up straight.

Zhang Zheng commanded, "Bitch, bend over, hug your knees, stick your fat ass up for Gao Yuan to fuck, and don't be idle with your mouth, keep licking my toes."

"Yes, Master..." I obediently bent over, hugged my knees, and sucked on Zhang Zheng's toes, saying, "Please... Master Gao Yuan, enjoy this bitch to your heart's content..."

Gao Yuan chuckled and said, "Tell me, where do you want to be fucked? Front or back?"

Gao Yuan's fingers moved back and forth between my vagina and anus. Actually, my lower body was already wet. When Gao Yuan touched me with his fingers, a jolt of electricity made my lower body feel numb. I dared not neglect Zhang Zheng, sucking hard on his toes, saying, "Mmm... Master Gaoyuan, use it wherever you want... use it wherever you want, this bitch... this bitch has no choice... as long as Master Gaoyuan... is happy, then... then it's fine... mmm..."

"Hahaha..." Gaoyuan was very satisfied with my performance, but suddenly shoved the electric dildo hard into my cunt, his thick, hot glans already pressed against my anus.

Gaoyuan let out a low growl, his thick cock bursting in, I clearly felt my anus being stretched open, a hot, satisfying sensation surging in, almost making me lose my footing. Zhang Zheng also played with my mouth with his toes at just the right time, my tongue being pinched and rubbed by his toes. This pleasure made my legs tremble slightly.

Gaoyuan was not a man who would show mercy to women, he seemed to know how to treat women to bring them to orgasm, yet he couldn't stop them from orgasming. Gao Yuan's penis rhythmically thrust in and out of my anus, his hands gripping my buttocks tightly. Each thrust penetrated deeply, and when he withdrew, I felt completely drained, involuntarily swaying my hips to meet his thrusts, pushing his penis even deeper.

This position made me feel like an inflatable doll, completely controlled by Gao Yuan's large penis. The juices flowing from my vagina made it impossible for me to hold the vibrator, which could only slide out little by little.

"Thud," was the sound of the vibrator falling to the ground from my vagina. The dildo was still twisting wildly, as if mocking my lewdness.

Zhang Zheng had already pulled his toes out of my mouth. He grabbed my hair, pulled me up, and said with a lewd grin, "This slut, she's all wet, hehe! Gao Yuan, pick her up, let's play with this bitch." "

Hehe, okay!" Gao Yuan said, grabbing my thighs and lifting me up. I'm usually very light, and in Gao Yuan's hands, I felt like cotton.

"You slut, hands behind your head, stick your tits out!" Gao Yuan commanded.

"Oh...yes...Master...um..." I groaned, this position making Gao Yuan's penis press against my rectal wall, intensifying the pleasure of friction. I obediently put my hands behind my head, thrusting my large breasts forward to meet him.

Zhang Zheng was ruthless, grabbing my breasts with both hands and thrusting his hips. With a "whoosh," Zhang Zheng's penis slid into my vagina. I could even feel two thick penises squeezing and pumping between my vagina and anus. Gao Yuan's hands moved to my buttocks, kneading my flesh, while Zhang Zheng focused on my large breasts. I could see them changing shape in Zhang Zheng's hands like dough.

"Ah...so...so hot...Master Zhang, you...you're squeezing too...too hard...oh...my breasts...are going to...go burst...uh...uh...this bitch...I'm going to...come...come..." I felt like I was being electrocuted in my lower body, waves of pleasure rushing to my head, and I cried out lewdly.

"Slut," Zhang Zheng cursed as he thrust, his cock getting harder and harder, each thrust feeling like it was trying to penetrate my uterus. When Zhang Zheng was fucking me, he always liked to use vulgar language to insult me, and he had obvious violent tendencies; my breasts were sore from his squeezing.

Zhang Zheng pressed my enormous breasts together, pinched my nipples with both hands, and lifted them up, saying, "You slut, lower your head and suck on your nipples. If you let go or let your nipples fall out before we're done fucking you, do you know what the consequences will be!"

"Ah...uh..." I didn't dare to delay and quickly lowered my head, letting Zhang Zheng put my nipples into my mouth. I held them in my mouth and gently bit them with my teeth. My breasts were a standard papaya shape, soft and huge. When my nipples were erect from sexual stimulation, they were almost a centimeter long, so it wasn't difficult to do that. Being fucked like this, I didn't even have the right to scream, I could only groan "woo woo, um hum".

This pitiful yet lewd appearance gave Zhang Zheng and Gao Yuan great pleasure. For a moment, all I could hear were the sounds of two big cocks ravaging me inside me, the "slap slap" of flesh colliding, the insults Zhang Zheng kept uttering, and my groans. These sounds mixed together, like a lewd symphony, echoing in the room.

Not only me, but even my two masters, Zhang Zheng and Gao Yuan, were immersed in the thrill of this stimulating, lewd sex. Their scalding hot cocks repeatedly brought me to orgasm. When Gao Yuan couldn't take it anymore, Zhang Zheng took over, lying on the ground while I straddled him, inserting his large cock into my vagina, while Gao Yuan continued to fuck my anus from behind. The three of us were like three worms, Zhang Zheng's dark skin, Gao Yuan's thick body hair, and me, fair and delicate, sandwiched in between… constantly changing positions as we raped each other.

We fucked for over two hours before they took turns ejaculating into my mouth, and I obediently swallowed their precious semen. I orgasmed at least four or five times, collapsing on the floor, completely exhausted… My juices and sweat mingled and flowed from my body, genitals, and anus…

Of the three masters, Li Fei, Zhang Zheng, and Gao Yuan, I felt Zhang Zheng was the most brutal. Perhaps because he dropped out of school early and spent his time in society, he habitually squeezed my breasts, slapped my buttocks, and even choked me when he raped me, while also thrusting wildly and relentlessly, as if I were a lifeless tool for his sexual gratification. Gao Yuan preferred using instruments for training and humiliation, which was evident from his BDSM hobby. He often made me try using various instruments and demanded that I serve him in various degrading ways, such as anal licking and breast sex. As for Li Fei, I was both most afraid of and most eager to be trained by him. Li Fei's humiliation was both psychological and physical, making me constantly remember my lowly status, like his obedient pet dog, at his mercy.

Weekends were basically Zhang Zheng and Gao Yuan's time. They usually stayed at my house on weekends, or rather, it had become their training and venting room. I was like a prostitute, no, a female animal even more degraded than a prostitute, at their mercy. On Monday, I still had to go to work as usual. This was more of a time for Li Fei and Gao Yuan. After all, nominally, I was still their homeroom teacher, although in their hearts and in front of them, this homeroom teacher had completely lost all authority and privacy…

“You slut, how many times has this happened?” Li Fei put down his review questions and glanced at me sideways.

Today was Tuesday, 11:30 PM. Li Fei was doing his review questions at my house. Zhang Zheng and Gao Yuan had already gone home to play. And I, this dutiful, lowly bitch, was following my master Li Fei's instructions, masturbating under the desk where he sat, using various sex toys.

"Mmm... Master... I've already... I've already climaxed three, three times... Mmm... This bitch can't take it anymore... Master..." I spread my legs, my body huddled under the table, my buttocks resting on the cold floor. A large black anal plug was plugged into my anus. Each of my enormous breasts was clamped with an iron clamp, a bell attached to it. Li Fei's feet were bare; he would sometimes stomp on my breasts, sometimes stick his toes into my mouth, enjoying the pleasure of my tongue. I gripped a grotesque electric dildo in both hands, pumping it incessantly into my wet, clitoris-filled vagina. Without my master's command, I dared not stop amidst the repeated climaxes that left me weak and limp.

"Hmm, you've almost finished reading, little bitch, let's go relax!" Li Fei stretched and said.

"Yes, Master." As I spoke, I crawled out from under the table, awaiting my master's orders.

Li Fei casually picked up a dress and a colored pencil, saying, "Bitch, crawl over here, your master will put on your makeup. We're going for a walk today!"

My heart skipped a beat... Could it be... that Master Li Fei wanted me to be trained in the wild...? But my body had already reacted to Li Fei's command. I obediently crawled over and rubbed my face against his feet ingratiatingly.

Li Fei made me straighten up and hold my breasts in my hands. He wrote the character for "breast" on my right breast and the character for "dog" on my left. Then he made me put on the dress like that, without underwear or a bra. The wool dress was a bit tight, just reaching my knees, and it was a dress I really liked. Now, it turned me into a slut who looked like she was available to anyone. My large breasts and high, fleshy buttocks were perfectly accentuated by the tight dress, and the wide neckline made the two characters written on my breasts slightly visible.

Li Fei removed the metal clamps from my nipples, but kept my anus plugged in my anus. He then put a collar on me, tied my hair back in a simple ponytail, and dressed me in a pair of thick, high-top leather boots. He then dressed himself, walked out of the building, opened the door, and gestured for me to follow him.

Without his master's command, I had no right to stand. I hesitated only for a moment, then remained kneeling and crawled to the door. It was so late; the hallway was usually deserted. Li Fei didn't speak, just smiled at me. The night wind blew against me, and I dared not look up. I followed Li Fei and crawled out the door.

"Not getting up? Little puppy?" Li Fei said with a lewd grin.

"Without my master's command, a bitch has no right to get up," I said obediently.

Li Fei pinched my chin with satisfaction, helped me up, and said, "Very good, very sensible. Get up now. Today we're going for a bike ride; we can try out the new bike Zhang Zheng designed for you."

"Yes…" I obediently stood up… but my little cunt, which had just climaxed, was soaking wet again.

The so-called "designed car" by Zhang Zheng was inspired by adult videos. He modified my bicycle into a sex toy only seen in those shows. A hole was cut out of the seat, and a dildo protruded from the middle, cleverly connected to the pedals. Every time I pedaled, the dildo would move up and down... Of course, this thick dildo was deeply inserted into my vagina.

Normally, this car is kept in a private garage. Since I live in a relatively remote suburban area, there aren't many people around at night, so we set off. Li Fei, the owner, rode his electric bicycle in front, while I followed behind on my special ride.

A thick, large dildo was inserted into my cunt. Almost no lubrication was needed, because my cunt seemed like a never-ending river, constantly flowing with wanton fluid. With each pedal stroke, the dildo would be pulled out, inserted, pulled out again, and inserted again. I could even hear the obscene "plop~ sizzle" sounds. We'd already ridden quite a distance, and my juices were dripping down the pedals, forming a lewd trail on the ground… And I was being violated by this bicycle, yet I couldn't stop riding. My body was filled with lust and pleasure, trembling slightly, almost reaching orgasm. I wanted to get off, spread my legs, and let the hot, hard penis pound into my cunt and anus, giving me a satisfying orgasm… I thought, right now, I wouldn't refuse anyone's penis, no matter what kind.

Li Fei seemed to understand my feelings perfectly, riding slowly ahead, taking me around slightly uneven gravel roads, further intensifying my lust and the stimulation of the dildo in my lower body. I had no idea where I was; I only knew to obediently follow my master, Li Fei…

Finally, Li Fei stopped. I quickly and obediently stopped as well. My dress was soaked with sweat, my large breasts heaved, my nipples stood erect, my face was burning hot, and my legs could barely support me.

“You slut, do you know where you are?” Li Fei got out of the car and asked.

Hearing his master's question, I quickly knelt down, kissed Li Fei's shoes, and said, “Master… this bitch… didn’t notice.”

Li Fei lifted my chin, making me look up, and said, “Don’t recognize it? Look again!”

I looked around blankly and suddenly realized that I was in front of a dilapidated public toilet. It turned out that this was the public toilet in the old park where I had first come because of the threats of the photos, and it was also the place where my humiliation began.

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