[Couples' Clinic] (12. End of article)

[Chapter Twelve]

I don't know how I got home.

Was I outwardly acting normal while inwardly turbulent? Or was I simply completely distraught?

I don't know, I remember nothing at all…

The only things I remember are those shameful, painful images…

the image of Yao Yao being penetrated, her expression when it was inserted into her uterus…

the image of Yao Yao's orgasm, the way she twisted her body to meet it…

the image of Yao Yao actively taking the penis in, her face flushed with passion as she kissed the man…

That's all I remember… those filthy, obscene things filled my mind,

which is why I can't remember anything else!

It must be said, women are truly first-rate actors. Even Yao Yao, a non-professional, newcomer

to the entertainment industry, possessed superb acting skills.

Watching Yao Yao pretend everything was normal, as if nothing had happened; if I hadn't

witnessed everything myself, I would have been completely kept in the dark, without a shred of suspicion.

Thankfully, Yao Yao wasn't pregnant; her period returned soon after. But perhaps it was just my imagination? I felt

Yao Yao had become even more beautiful, radiant and glowing, her skin seemingly more translucent…

I suddenly recalled a rumor I'd heard: women

become … Could Yao Yao be like that too?

I secretly installed tracking software, eavesdropping software, and even software that could

remotely . Besides her phone,

I also installed pinhole cameras in several of Yao Yao's frequently used bags, and inside her car.

Did I really not trust Yao Yao that much? I don't know, maybe… But rather than not trusting Yao Yao,

I didn't trust that person even more. I didn't believe he could keep his promise not to harass Yao Yao afterward.

I still remember the end, Yao Yao, dressed neatly, looking completely normal.

She solemnly warned Han Shiyuan that it was all over, and he shouldn't harass her anymore; the two of them would

have no further contact or interaction afterward.

The thought of Han Shiyuan verbally agreeing while his face betrayed his indifference made me seriously doubt

the sincerity of his promise and whether he could keep it.

Yao Yao's screen time was limited, consisting of only a few scenes with other supporting characters. Her only physical contact with Han Shiyuan

was in the dance competition scene; other scenes involving him involved other

actors, not solo scenes.

Day after day passed, and Yao Yao's behavior remained perfectly normal. I noticed absolutely no

sign of her having any private contact with Han Shiyuan. There were no phone calls, regardless of who was calling whom; there were a few

polite , but they were sent in group chats.

I believed Yao Yao wouldn't contact him proactively, but Han Shiyuan's complete indifference towards her

surprised . Perhaps he had too many women around him? Although Yao Yao was considered exceptional, there were other women who were comparable to her

. Perhaps Han Shiyuan's initial excitement had worn off, and he might have already set his sights on someone else,

naturally Yao Yao...

However, I wouldn't let my guard down. I maintained a 24/7 watch on Yao Yao's whereabouts

. I've read too many novels where the protagonists became complacent and let their guard down, allowing

those scheming villains to take advantage of them again. Making that mistake once is the limit.

Before I knew it, the day of filming's wrap arrived.

Yao Yao's last scene was finally finished, and the remaining scenes were expected to be

completed . The wrap party was to be held that evening at a large hotel.

Now, Yao Yao and Han Shiyuan could finally break up completely, right? I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a small movement caught my eye… It was a female makeup artist, tidying up her makeup tools next to

Yao Yao . As she turned to leave, she slipped a small note into Yao Yao's hand…

Yao Yao glanced at me, but I pretended not to notice and kept scrolling through my phone. Yao Yao quickly unfolded the note,

glanced at it briefly, and then put it away. A while later, Yao Yao got up to go to the restroom. I opened an app, and

from the footage captured by the hidden camera in Yao Yao's bag that she had taken into the restroom, I saw Yao Yao tear the note into

pieces and flush it down the toilet.

Apart from this, nothing else seemed out of the ordinary.

Yao Yao and I left the set. A relative was visiting on a business trip today, and we had arranged to have lunch

together . In the afternoon, we would take him for a casual walk in the neighborhood. We had already informed him beforehand that

Yao Yao and I had to attend the wrap party for the film crew, and he should treat himself to a meal at the hotel or a nearby restaurant.

Following the planned itinerary, Yao Yao and I picked up the person at their hotel. The three of us had lunch at a pre

-booked restaurant. Just as lunch was ending, Yao Yao received a text message. It said the director

needed to film an extra scene featuring Yao Yao and asked her to return to the set as soon as possible.

Yao Yao showed me the text message; even if she hadn't done it, I could have seen it through the surveillance software.

The message was indeed sent from the director's phone number, but I immediately thought of the small note from earlier that morning. I secretly

wondered if it was from the person rumored to have a close relationship with the director, just to put my mind at ease so I could let

Yao Yao go back alone… Of course,

I really wanted to insist on going back to the set with Yao Yao, but that would be too obvious and strange…

I put Yao Yao in a taxi, and after the car drove away, my phone suddenly rang. I answered, said

a few words , and hung up, apologizing to the elder man, saying that there was an urgent matter at the company that I had to take care of and had to send him back to his hotel first,

promising to treat him properly and make amends the next day, etc.

The elder waved his hand repeatedly, saying it was nothing, and even hailed a taxi back to the hotel himself, telling me to hurry

back to the company.

Of course, I wasn't going back to the company; that was just an app I'd installed that could make

calls . I drove towards the film set and activated the apps installed on Yao Yao's phone.

As if to confirm my guess, Yao Yao's direction wasn't towards the film set. But

instead of joy at guessing correctly, I felt a deep sadness. Had Yao Yao ultimately betrayed me? This was...

This was the first time she lied to me, not by hiding it, but by telling me the lie in front of me, directly…

I was tracking Yao Yao from a distance using GPS software when I suddenly realized the surrounding scenery looked familiar…

How could this be… Could Yao Yao have actually met him at home?

A chill ran down my spine, and my head was throbbing! Because I saw Yao Yao's location was indeed parked at my front door…

Yao Yao, you… how could you… This is our home… our love nest, our private

world…

I activated the hidden camera, but the images and sounds showed that only Yao Yao was home…

I took a breath and gradually calmed down, wondering if the man hadn't arrived yet…

About half an hour later, a taxi pulled up and stopped in front of my house. Yao Yao appeared and

got into the car… I checked, it was empty; the man wasn't in.

I have a GPS system, so I'm not afraid of losing her. I stayed out of her sight, just in case Yao Yao discovered me. I

followed the taxi onto the overpass and onto the highway… After a while, I realized this was the road to the film set.

A glimmer of hope rose in my heart, hoping Yao Yao hadn't lied to me and that the director really had asked her to do extra shots.

Yao Yao's car passed me outside the set. Once inside, I found the crew sparsely populated

, with only a few people left, all heading out… My heart sank, as this seemed like a sign that filming was already

finished .

Further in, I couldn't find a soul. As I approached the dressing room, I saw Yao Yao's

back in the distance as she entered, the door closing behind her.

I hadn't decided what to do, but rushing in before confirming was the stupidest

thing to do… Anyway, I had my hidden camera equipment; I wasn't worried about missing out. But I still tried turning the doorknob—it

wasn't locked!

I didn't know if Yao Yao had forgotten, meant no one was there, or simply didn't think it needed a lock…

Anyway , it didn't matter. What mattered was that I saw the person waiting inside… It was him… Han Shiyuan!

I sneaked in through the door, and Yao Yao's voice came through my earphones: "What do you want?"

"Don't be so heartless... It's been so long since we talked alone, don't you miss me?" Han Shiyuan said.

I tiptoed to the corner behind the screen and looked ahead... Han Shiyuan was standing in front of the sofa in

the center , the place where the two of them had been intimate last time; Yao Yao was about ten meters away from him, standing

still.

Han Shiyuan was wearing a dark blue cotton bathrobe, his hair was wet, as if he had just taken a shower. Yao Yao

was wearing a suit similar in style to her work uniform... a white suit jacket, a pink velvet shirt,

a purple silk scarf, a light blue knee-length pencil skirt, white sheer stockings, and white open-toe high heels.

This was certainly not the outfit she wore this morning, but it's

normal ; besides, Yao Yao accidentally spilled oil on the cardigan she wore at lunchtime... Ah,

no wonder she had to go home...

"What do you want from me? Just say it..." Yao Yao said impatiently.

Han Shiyuan sat down on the sofa, patted the empty seat next to him, and said, "I have something to tell you, of course. Come

sit down first, and I'll tell you slowly..."

Yao Yao took two steps forward upon hearing this, then suddenly stopped, blushed, and turned her head away, saying, "Just say what you want

to say, I can stand here. Just finish what you have to say quickly... My husband is still waiting for me in the car outside."

I quickly understood why Yao Yao stopped and turned her head away with a blush... Han Shiyuan's bathrobe was very

loose . It was fine when he was standing, but when he sat down, it became more fitted from the waist down due to gravity,

and the shape of the tent in Han Shiyuan's crotch became clear... This kid had actually...

Seeing Yao Yao's embarrassed look, Han Shiyuan even straightened his back demonstratively and said, "Don't rush... Come sit down

first , and I'll tell you..."

After stopping, Yao Yao stood in place with her legs crossed in front of her; her hands were also crossed in

a defensive posture.

Yao Yao shook her head and said, "That's fine." She shifted her legs, still standing with them crossed

.

Han Shiyuan suddenly sat up straight, his eyes shining as he stared at Yao Yao: "Really not coming over?"

Seeing that Yao Yao didn't speak but only shook her head again, he stood up: "Then I'll come over!" He then started walking

towards Yao Yao.

Seeing this, Yao Yao slowly backed away, extending a hand to push him away: "No!... Just stand there and say it... Say

what you have to say... Stop... Don't come any closer... My husband is still outside..."

"Then let him wait!" Han Shiyuan slowly advanced, his steps slow but steady, gradually approaching

Yao Yao. When he was about five meters away, he suddenly interrupted her, simultaneously yanking his bathrobe

to the sides, revealing his naked, muscular body and his erect penis! It turned out that his bathrobe was

actually hollow underneath!

Yao Yao's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape in surprise; her retreating steps halted, two

red clouds instantly rising to her cheeks. She pulled her arms back to her chest, her fingers gripping her clothes tightly until her knuckles turned white; her legs

crossed again, trembling slightly…

I finally noticed this abnormal detail.

Ever she had been alternating between crossing her legs… Could it be…?

Han Shiyuan slowly walked to Yao Yao and stood before her, his eyes gleaming as he met her gaze. Yao Yao only lasted a few seconds

before giving in and looking down, only to be met with a trembling, enormous penis. She was immediately terrified… She turned her head and closed her eyes, saying

somewhat flusteredly, "You...how could you...quickly pull up your clothes!"

Han Shiyuan, a wicked smile on his lips, circled around Yao Yao and said, "You really dared to let your husband come

here you? Aren't you afraid...he'll find out?"

Yao Yao squinted and glanced at him, noticing that Han Shiyuan's lower body was still exposed. Her face flushed

red

as she said, "Pull your clothes up first..." Han Shiyuan then moved behind Yao Yao and stepped forward, saying, "I really doubt you would let your husband

come along...aren't you afraid he'll be impatient and come in looking for you?"

Yao Yao replied, "So hurry up and put your clothes on...otherwise, if he sees you like this..."

"Like this...you mean...like this!" Han Shiyuan took another step forward as he spoke, his body...

His body was almost touching Yao Yao when he suddenly reached out and hugged her from behind!

"Ah!...What are you doing!...Let me go!" Yao Yao was startled by the sudden hug and immediately

struggled...

Han Shiyuan's right hand wrapped around Yao Yao's waist, using his upper arm and elbow to suppress Yao Yao's right hand, then around Yao Yao's

waist , his palm grabbing Yao Yao's left arm; his other hand directly pushed open Yao Yao's unbuttoned suit jacket and started

unbuttoning Yao Yao's shirt...

"No!...Let me go...Let go..." Yao Yao continued to struggle, but she couldn't resist the man's strong

arms... Two buttons on her chest were undone, revealing a white lace bra underneath...

Han Shiyuan's movements suddenly stopped when he saw this, he let out a soft "Eh," and then his eyes lit up as he shifted

his target . The hand that was about to unbutton the third button left Yao Yao's chest and reached down to Yao Yao's lower body, pulling at her

narrow skirt.

"No!...Stop..." Yao Yao struggled even more fiercely, but with her hands restrained,

the hem of her skirt, which had just reached her knees, was gradually lifted up...until it was past halfway up her thighs, revealing

the lace part above her white stockings and the clasp of the suspenders, before Han Shiyuan stopped.

"Just as I thought!..." Han Shiyuan seemed to be trying to confirm something, and now it seemed to have been confirmed. He

stopped lifting Yao Yao's skirt and returned to her upper body, continuing to unbutton the third button.

The moment Han Shiyuan's hand touched Yao Yao's neck, Yao Yao's struggles instantly weakened, replaced by

a slight tremor...

"Ah...no...no..." Yao Yao shook her body in refusal, her tone shifting from resolute to a pleading

murmur...

"Are you still going to deceive yourself..." Han Shiyuan's hand moved to Yao Yao's fair skin, approaching

her breasts covered by a bra, and he continued, "Who are you dressed up for today? You

still won't admit that deep down...you actually know clearly what will

happen ?"

Han Shiyuan's words reminded me of that scene...

Han Shiyuan carried Yao Yao, wrapped in a bath towel, out of the shower and onto the sofa... Han Shiyuan gently

dried Yao Yao's body, then helped her put her bra, thong, and stockings back on. He

said , "It's a pity this outfit is black. I prefer you in white; it's pure yet sexy, and I think

it suits your temperament better."

And now… Yao Yao is actually wearing white stockings and a bra… presumably, her underwear is a

matching set…

Yao Yao remembered what Han Shiyuan had said before and even changed into them before coming over…

what does this mean…?

"Ah…" As Han Shiyuan's fingers slid into the lace of the bra, rubbing her nipples,

Yao Yao trembled as if electrocuted, all her struggles vanishing instantly…

Han Shiyuan bent down, reached under Yao Yao's knees, and lifted her up by the waist, replacing the nipple teasing with

his mouth…

Han Shiyuan gently placed Yao Yao on the sofa, his lips leaving her breasts, squatting down to be at the same

height as her, his eyes fixed on her, one hand gently stroking her hair, the other simply resting on her shoulder,

without any caressing or teasing!

Yao Yao opened her eyes in a daze. Their eyes met, and time seemed to stand still…

I once saw a saying on TV that if a man and a woman can look at each other for more than six seconds, there's a possibility that a romantic relationship might develop

between …

Their eye contact… probably exceeded that… maybe even more than ten seconds…

Suddenly, they moved at the same time, with perfect timing… Their lips met in an instant;

a passionate kiss, a fiery embrace…

They didn't speak again, nor did they need to…

Yao Yao's hands hurriedly pulled off his bathrobe…

His suit jacket was stripped off and discarded to the side…

A purple scarf and a pink shirt fluttered in the air…

His light blue pencil skirt was first rolled up and pulled down to his lower abdomen, revealing, as expected, his white lace panties.

The obvious vertical water stains on the panties were like a sharp blade, piercing my heart!

Han Shiyuan quickly spread the wetness, licking it down to the thin, transparent fabric,

revealing the shape of her two tender labia...

Her skirt and panties were pulled down together, and as Yao Yao raised her hips and straightened her shapely

legs ...

Han Shiyuan seemed to really like the combination of white stockings and a bra, leaving them on Yao Yao's

body...

As Han Shiyuan's lower body approached, Yao Yao opened her legs, her knees clamping around Han Shiyuan's waist, her straight,

slender calves hanging naturally...

Han Shiyuan understood and lifted Yao Yao's buttocks with both hands, picking her up and standing up...

At the moment of penetration, I saw my favorite buttocks again...

I left the scene dejectedly...

What's done is done.

The matter I wanted to verify had been resolved, so there was no need for me to stay and watch any longer; it would only be torture…

The two of them arrived late, just before the wrap party started, not together, of course, one after the other,

to avoid suspicion …

Counting from when I left, more than three hours had passed; subtracting travel time, they had been having sex for over two

hours…

After arriving, Yao Yao complained about why I hadn't called at all, why I had come alone first

, and said she thought I would pick her up from the set…

Han Shiyuan casually sat down at my and Yao Yao's table, instead of with the director. He was unusually

enthusiastic towards me, frequently offering me drinks… I knew his intentions.

As I left the set, I was already considering my future with Yao Yao, a vague sense of determination lingering, yet also

some hesitation. I wanted to give Yao Yao another chance; I planned to have an open and honest talk with her when I got home.

But Yao Yao didn't help me fend off the drinks; instead, she generously told me to drink as much as I wanted, saying she would drive. Her

behavior chilled me…

I hadn't expected Yao Yao to start helping him against me so quickly!

Looking at Yao Yao's radiant smile, I suddenly realized that she seemed even more dazzling!

Do women become more beautiful after being nourished and satisfied?

But this beauty wasn't caused by me... nor does it belong to me anymore...

Although I knew their plans, I wanted to see how they would carry them out...

I pretended to be drunk and slumped on the table...

I saw Han Shiyuan's large hand under the table placed on Yao Yao's crossed thighs...

I saw Yao Yao's already flushed cheeks turn even redder...

I saw Yao Yao continue chatting and laughing with the people at the table without showing any emotion, but her legs gradually

lowered under Han Shiyuan's caresses...

I saw Yao Yao's legs slowly open...

I saw Han Shiyuan's hand suddenly slip inside Yao Yao's skirt...

I saw Yao Yao's hips and waist wriggle slightly in unbearable discomfort...

I saw Han Shiyuan finally pull his hand out, his fingers glistening with moisture...

The banquet ended.

Han Shiyuan kindly helped Yao Yao and me into the car.

He said he was worried that Yao Yao wouldn't be able to get me home alone, and he was willing to help... So he said goodbye to

the rest of the crew, got into the car, and left with Yao Yao.

Together they helped me into the house, and Han Shiyuan followed.

I was placed on the sofa in the living room, and the next second, Han Shiyuan picked up Yao Yao,

hoisted , and headed towards the bedroom…

Ignoring Yao Yao's struggles and refusals, he said he wanted to fuck Yao Yao in our bed all night…

I numbly got up amidst the continuous moans and groans that followed, and silently walked towards the living room door.

My unsteady steps suddenly stopped, and I turned towards the bedroom…

Before leaving, I wanted to see Yao Yao one last time…

Even if she was passionately having sex with another man at this moment, I still wanted to see her one last time…

Even if she was no longer the wife I knew, I still wanted to see her one last time…

Just one last time…

The bedroom door was wide open.

Han Shiyuan was sitting on the edge of the bed, while Yao Yao squatted beside it, playing with a huge penis in her hand. She then

opened her mouth and took it in, licking it with her tongue, occasionally glancing at Han Shiyuan with seductive eyes before continuing to suckle…

I smiled bitterly. I never imagined that the last thing I wanted to see would be like this…

I stumbled out of the room and wandered aimlessly through the streets…

I never thought I would have a day when I couldn't go home.

All because another man occupied my home.

And that man with the huge penis was currently in my bed, fucking my woman!

I walked aimlessly, my steps slow…

Suddenly, I thought I heard someone call my name…

I turned around, and Yao Yao, barefoot and wearing a coat, was running towards me, crying…

I suddenly remembered that when I left home, I had only let go of the door, letting the spring pull it shut with a loud

bang, which must have startled them…

I gave Yao Yao a mischievous smile…

I'm so sorry for unintentionally interrupting your good time…

Yao Yao's figure gradually approached, and I could gradually see the tear tracks on her face, her guilty eyes, and

her pained expression… I knew that Yao Yao still cared about me…

But it's too late now, why do you have to do this…

Yao Yao suddenly screamed, her face filled with terror, and she ran towards me faster…

Suddenly, I felt a bright light shining from my left…

I turned around and realized I was standing in the middle of the road, a large truck roaring towards me…

The light filled my vision, but the next second, it turned into endless darkness…

*** *** *** ***

I floated in an endless gray space, seeing nothing but gray...

Faintly, I seemed to hear a voice calling, barely audible...

"...Come...wake up..."

I suddenly noticed a white light in the distance. The thought of going to investigate crossed my mind, and I found

myself approaching the light...

As I drew closer, I finally heard the voice calling in my ear: "...Wake up...

wake up..."

I didn't know what was behind that light, or what would happen if I were touched by it; but

it was better than endlessly drifting in this gray, desolate space, wasn't it? A sense of urgency rose within me, and I

rushed towards the white light...

I opened my eyes and found Dr. Fang staring at me with great interest.

I sat up abruptly, asking blankly, "I...I'm not dead...?"

Dr. Fang nodded, then shook his head... What did that mean? Was I dead or not?

I looked around blankly and realized I seemed to be in a hospital room. I suddenly remembered the scene from the last moment...

Could it be...I really not dead? How could I possibly be alive when such a huge truck crashed right into me?

Dr. Fang seemed to read my mind and said, "It wasn't a big truck, it was a small van."

"Huh?" I looked at him in confusion. Was my eyesight really that bad? How could I not tell the difference?

Dr. Fang, once again understanding my thoughts, said, "See for yourself." Then, she suddenly pointed

a finger at my forehead…

A strange memory forcibly entered my mind, and I watched

it all unfold like a bystander…

I was driving Yao Yao on the highway, speeding along, when a small truck suddenly went out of control and crashed directly into me, who was in

the driver's seat … In a moment of panic, I only cared about protecting Yao Yao beside me…

After the violent collision, I seemed to lose consciousness. Yao Yao, whom I had shielded with my body, woke up

quickly , unharmed…

Yao Yao shook me a few times, calling my name, but I didn't respond…

Yao Yao frowned, called my name several more times, her expression gradually turning to worry and fear…

The ambulance arrived, and I was put in it. Yao Yao stayed by my side, tears streaming down her face…

Day after day, Yao Yao came every day, staying by my bedside, but I was never able to open my eyes to look at

her …

The scene in my mind ended there.

I stared at Dr. Fang, speechless. What... what was going on? How could this be so completely different 　　from my memories ?

"Which part do you think is true?" Dr. Fang suddenly asked.

"I... I don't know..." I murmured. Of course, in my heart, I wished the car accident was real and

Yao Yao being raped by Han Shiyuan and betraying me was fake.

"Idiot!" Dr. Fang scolded, "First of all, you don't even have the most basic sex knowledge..."

"Insertion into the uterus? Have you read too much erotic literature? Do you know how big the external opening of a woman's cervix

is?... Five millimeters! That's 0.5 centimeters. For a man's penis to pass through, unless his penis

is as thin as a needle! It only dilates to about ten centimeters during childbirth. So if you really

want to try, try it when your wife is about to give birth to your child, and you might as well push your son or daughter

back in while you're at it..." Dr. Fang glared at me and scolded.

"Huh? I don't know..." I really didn't know, I'm not a medical student...

"Okay, you say you're not a medical student and don't know this. Then let me ask you again..."

"When you were peeking from the side, how far away were you from them? Are your eyesight and hearing really that

good, able to see all their movements so clearly, without any blind spots? Could you hear them

whispering in your ear? You even ran into the bathroom to watch them shower, and the bathroom was able to create such

a thick fog in such a short time, so thick that you could see them, but they didn't notice you?"

"Uh..." Listening to Dr. Fang's words, I gradually accepted that the previously vivid memories were just

scenarios I had imagined...

"So... those were all my imagination... like... a dream?" I asked.

"You can understand it that way, but it's not exactly the same as a dream... Those were your wandering soul,

or rather, the world built by your spirit. You were trapped in your own world and couldn't get out, so I

finally forced my way in, interrupted your brainwave activity, and called you out." Dr. Fang said seriously.

"Then...how did you do that?...Who...who are you?" I suddenly remembered the method Dr. Fang

had just used—with just a light touch, he could insert a memory into my mind.

"Me?...My name is Thanatos. My identity is unimportant. What you see now, my

appearance, is merely a projection of the man you trust most in your subconscious, not my true self," Thanatos said.

"So...the truth is, the memory you just threw into my mind?" I asked.

"Yes, and no..." Thanatos nodded and shook his head again...

Before I could ask, he tapped my forehead...

Another memory surfaced...

I discovered Yao Yao's affair with Manager Lu in the restroom. I went home and confronted Yao Yao, had a huge fight, and

then ran away from home...

That was before I met Dr. Fang. During that time, I drank every day and drove drunk every day...

Finally, tragedy struck. I sped onto the traffic island, the car wrecked, and I fell unconscious...

Then...

the same hospital, the same situation, Yao Yao stayed by my side day and night, but she couldn't wake up...

After it all ended, I stared at Thanatos...

Wait a minute... If this part is true, then Dr. Fang and Yan Tong wouldn't exist...

But now Dr. Fang is standing in front of me again... Oh, no, he said he's not Dr. Fang...

"Uh... If this part is true, then the memory you first implanted in my mind

was fake?" I asked hesitantly.

Thanatos shook his head: "True or false, you have to choose for yourself."

Choose? ...Why did he use the word "choose" instead of "judge"?

Could it be…?

“Hmm…you’re right. What you choose is real; the part you don’t choose

is obviously fake,” Thanatos nodded.

So…I now have two choices: one is to have Dr. Fang’s memories, and the other is not…

How should I choose? …

Just then, the ward door suddenly opened, and I saw Yao Yao walk in, followed by a

man …How could it be…him? Shouldn’t he be in jail?

Yao Yao’s gaze swept over Thanatos and me, seemingly ignoring us completely, and

went the bed. I looked over and saw someone lying on the bed…I looked closer, and it

was actually myself!

Manager Lu followed Yao Yao to my bedside, placing his hands on her shoulders to comfort her as she sobbed

softly … After a while, the two turned to leave. I saw his arm around Yao Yao's

slender waist; she didn't resist, but instead rested her head on his shoulder, leaning against him as they walked out of the room…

"What's going on? Is there something you haven't told me?" I roared at Thanatos

.

"Heh… I was just about to tell you! Who knew I'd be interrupted…" Thanatos chuckled sheepishly.

"You'll see for yourself…" Thanatos said, tapping my head with his finger again.

Another memory…

It was my wedding anniversary with Yao Yao, a bouquet of roses beside me.

I drove to the restaurant where I had arranged to meet Yao Yao. At the intersection in front of the restaurant, I saw Yao Yao,

and Manager Lu, who had been groping her…

I was so engrossed in watching that I didn't even notice my car veer off course. I veered into the oncoming lane,

and a car came speeding towards me. By the time I came to my senses, it was too late to react…

Another car accident? That was my first thought after watching.

“Anything else?” I asked Thanatos.

“No, nothing else… just these three…” Thanatos shook his head.

Just as I was trying to analyze and consider how to choose, Thanatos said again, “There’s something that might

affect your choice…”

“What is it?” I asked, frowning.

“Your wife, she… might not be the person you’ve always thought she was,” Thanatos said.

“What do you mean? Explain clearly…” My frown deepened.

“Sigh… I shouldn’t have said this, but it’s kind of pitiful that you’ve been kept in the dark all this time.”

Thanatos said, "Yao Yao not only doesn't have frigidity, but she also has a severe 'phallus worship' complex."

"Impossible! What proof do you have…" I roared in disbelief.

Thanatos magically produced a tablet computer, looked at me, and said, "Are you sure you really

want to see this ? Sometimes, people regret things and wish they never knew the truth."

I slowly nodded. Thanatos swiped across the screen…

It was a hotel suite…

The decor felt somewhat familiar, but I couldn't remember which hotel it was or when I had been there

…

A "beep" sounded, the door opened, and as soon as I saw the couple entering, I immediately

remembered … This was the hotel where Yao Yao and I had our wedding banquet! It was Yao Yao and me who entered.

Yao Yao was wearing a floor-length, snow-white wedding dress, while I was holding a suit jacket, half-leaning against her

, swaying unsteadily. I still remembered that day when several young men from the company ganged up on me and got me drunk, leaving me with

a hangover headache for days afterward.

Yao Yao didn't drink much; I stopped her from drinking more. She helped me to the bed, took off my shoes and socks,

covered me with a quilt, and hung up my suit jacket.

That day, I was busy dealing with guests and didn't have time to properly admire Yao Yao in her wedding dress. Now, seeing

her, it's true what they say about the bride being the most beautiful—it's not without reason…

Actually, to be honest, wedding dresses are all pretty much the same: white tulle skirts, off-the-shoulder, low-cut corset-style tops… Yao Yao

's wedding dress didn't really break free from these conventions; but Yao Yao has a great figure, so she looks sexy and alluring in it!

Plus, Yao Yao's appearance and temperament are the pure and innocent type, so white clothes with a touch of sexiness

are perfect for her!

Yao Yao sat in front of the dressing table, probably about to remove her makeup. Just then, the doorbell rang.

Yao Yao got up and opened the door, and a group of people rushed in—it was her colleagues who had come to make a ruckus. Just then, I

suddenly saw a figure follow behind the crowd, flashing into the bathroom inside the room.

Since I was already drunk, and the man and Yao Yao weren't that close, they didn't dare to make too much of a scene, and soon

they all dispersed. The woman's friends chatted with Yao Yao for a while before saying goodbye and leaving. Yao Yao

saw the door, closed it, and fastened the clasp before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

Just then, I suddenly remembered the figure I'd seen earlier, and my heart tightened—someone was still in the bathroom!

After locking the door, Yao Yao walked back, and as she passed the bathroom door, a figure darted out!

Only then did I recognize the figure… Lu Qi, Manager Lu!

That fat bastard Manager Lu is surprisingly agile when it comes to doing bad things, completely unlike his appearance!

He quickly approached Yao Yao, pounced on her from the side, and grabbed her in a tight hug! Yao Yao screamed and

turned around to see the man's face clearly. In her surprise, she struggled violently, trying to push away

the obese man who intended to assault her...

But Manager Lu's weight was too much for Yao Yao to handle. Yao Yao managed to break free from Manager Lu's hand and tried

to run away, but he grabbed her arm. Yao Yao shook her hand forcefully while shouting, "Let go of me!

Help!... Help... Help..."

Before she could finish her shouts, Manager Lu pounced on her and covered her mouth. The suite was very soundproof,

and shouts wouldn't alert anyone to call for help...

Under Manager Lu's relentless pressure, Yao Yao had retreated to the wall, her back against it, with nowhere to go...

As Yao Yao struggled, Manager Lu slipped his other hand inside her white dress

. The movements

of his hand, hidden by the skirt, weren't clear, but it seemed he was grabbing something and pulling at it. Yao Yao, terrified, tried to stop him with both hands...

Suddenly, a tearing sound rang out, and Manager Lu's hand was pulled out from under Yao Yao's dress,

holding a piece of white cotton... Yao Yao was still quite conservative back then, mostly wearing cotton underwear like this;

she only recently started wearing lace...

My heart skipped a beat when I saw this. I remembered the next day when I checked out, I glimpsed a crumpled

white pair of underwear in the trash can and casually asked a few questions. I remember Yao Yao blushing and scolding me, saying that I was

drunk still shouldn't have acted this way, trying to touch her inappropriately, and that I had used too much force and

torn her underwear...

Now I know, I didn't do that! Looking at myself sprawled on the bed like a lump of mud,

how could I possibly have the strength to touch Yao Yao? Thinking back, I was so naive and easily fooled! Because I was drunk

, I didn't remember anything, and when I woke up, I believed everything Yao Yao said, never imagining that she would lie to

me on our wedding day...

Manager Lu casually tossed the piece of cloth aside, seemingly afraid that things might get complicated, and started taking off his

pants... Manager Lu's suit pants suddenly slipped to the floor, revealing his hairy, fat legs. He then reached his hand inside

Yao Yao's white dress, simultaneously thrusting his lower body closer... No matter how naive Yao Yao was, she realized Manager Lu's

intentions and struggled even more violently!

Manager Lu's lower body gradually approached Yao Yao. Yao Yao struggled and tried to back away, but her back was already against

the wall, so where could she go? Manager Lu covered Yao Yao's mouth with one hand and checked the position inside her skirt with the other

. His lower body kept getting closer and closer, then stopped, paused, and then thrust in and out!

"Ugh!" Yao Yao screamed and groaned with her mouth covered. She stopped struggling and tears streamed down her face.

After successfully penetrating her, Manager Lu, no longer in a hurry, stopped moving,

maintaining the position of his penis still inside Yao Yao's body, and said, "You know what?... From the first

day you joined the company, the first moment I saw you, I've always wanted to fuck you... Unfortunately, you've dodged so many opportunities

, but today I finally got to fuck you!..."

After saying this with a face full of excitement, Manager Lu began to slowly advance...

Manager Lu still covered Yao Yao's mouth with one hand, and with the other hand, he seemed to be holding the outside of Yao Yao's thigh and

lifting it up . Because of the white wedding dress, the position and movements of their lower bodies were not clearly visible...

Yao Yao's expression was painful, and she was pounding, knocking, and pushing against Manager Lu's shoulders with both hands, but the strength of her resistance and struggle

was not as great as before the penetration... That's understandable, after all, being penetrated and rubbed by a foreign object in a dry vagina always requires...

A significant amount of energy was spent enduring the pain.

After slowly pushing all the way in, Manager Lu stopped again…

After , a man wouldn't get much pleasure.

Manager Lu changed his thrusting from straight to rotating, his penis grinding inside Yao Yao's body; meanwhile, his

mouth began kissing Yao Yao's shoulders, neck, and chest indiscriminately…

Under Manager Lu's rotating, squeezing, and rubbing, Yao Yao's pure white dress gradually became disheveled.

The skirt on the side of the leg that Manager Lu had lifted was pushed up, gradually

revealing , along with the garter belt that had been hidden all along

!

Garter stockings! White garter stockings!

I suddenly remembered that Yao Yao had worn white garter stockings on her wedding day, and it was a romantic gift that I had specially prepared for

our wedding night! But because I was drunk, I didn't see those

stockings hanging on the chair until I woke up the next day. I never had the chance to see Yao Yao wearing them...

I had completely forgotten! Perhaps because I didn't experience it, the memory faded quickly.

No wonder... I see... When I was constructing my imagined mental world, Han Shiyuan was so fond of white

stockings... So, Han Shiyuan was my projection? I want to have such an exaggerated penis,

a super-sized cock that can ravish Yao Yao like that!

However, this gift I specially prepared had already been

enjoyed ! And I was completely unaware!

Manager Lu had stopped rotating and grinding at some point and returned to the thrusting motion.

"Hmm..." Manager Lu's hand had somehow left Yao Yao's mouth. Yao Yao pursed her lips,

letting out a soft hum through her nose, her brows furrowed as she stared at the man before her. But I saw surprise and

disbelief ...

And Yao Yao's leg, which had been lifted up, was now completely outside her skirt,

the white, sheer stockings accentuating her already beautiful curves... But

what was that calf that had been hanging naturally? How... had it slowly, secretly, hooked up and draped over

Manager Lu's thigh?!

Manager Lu seemed to find the wedding dress too cumbersome, struggling to remove it for a long time. In frustration, he tore it open

, the sound of tearing fabric echoing again… I remembered that shortly after that day, when the bridal shop called

to say the dress was damaged and would cost extra, Yao Yao explained that the bridesmaid had accidentally

stepped on the hem while she was walking. So that was the truth…

Yao Yao's white dress was quickly gone, leaving only white

stockings hidden beneath the tulle… And those calves, occasionally concealed by the swaying skirt, were now

so obvious, so glaring… swaying brightly before my eyes…

Manager Lu triumphantly carried Yao Yao to the bed, right next to me!

He began to remove Yao Yao's snow-white corset… Yao Yao's breasts, drawn like a compass, sprang forth.

Manager Lu slowly laid Yao Yao flat on her back, his hands on the bed, using his hips and waist

to thrust forcefully into her!

Yao Yao closed her eyes, furrowed her brows, and bit her lip, displaying an expression of desperate restraint. After a while, she

opened her eyes and glanced at Manager Lu, then closed them again… then opened them again, and glanced once more… I saw

a hint of allure in her eyes…

And Yao Yao's legs, which were being pushed to the sides by Manager Lu's thick waist, suddenly and quietly slipped between

Manager Lu 's legs, her smooth calves actively rubbing against Manager Lu's feet after they were inserted… I knew that Yao Yao

was not only feeling something, but it was so intense that she couldn't help herself…

Seeing Yao Yao become like this in such a short time, I began to believe that Yao Yao's body

might really have no resistance to a man's large penis… But why was she pretending to be frigid in front of me?

After a while, Manager Lu's speed increased… Yao Yao's legs were completely wrapped around

Manager Lu , rubbing up and down, her waist often involuntarily lifting off the bed, only to lower back down after a while,

and the frequency of her buttocks trembling gradually increased… Was that enough?

Manager Lu's hands slipped under Yao Yao's thighs as he pressed down, bending her legs and folding her

body in half. He grasped each of her breasts, sucking on her nipples and areolas,

his obese waist driving his thick, long penis in and out of her vagina... Suddenly, Manager Lu let out a low growl as

his penis plunged in completely, remaining deep inside Yao Yao's vagina...

I saw Manager Lu's testicles contracting and trembling...

At the same time, Yao Yao tensed up, her legs tightly wrapped around Manager Lu's fat waist, her hands slipping under... The man

's fleshy muscles gripped her from behind, and I could even see clear

claw marks on his back…

Yao Yao, my newlywed wife, lay beside me on our wedding night,

another man on top of her, another man's penis penetrating her tender vagina, another man's semen flowing into her…

Afterwards, Yao Yao silently rushed into the bathroom, washing her body, as if this could wash away

the sweat, the vaginal fluid, and the semen flowing inside her.

Yao Yao naively thought that after raping her, the man would

leave quickly for fear of exposure, but she never expected this fat man to follow her in and take a bath with her… Yao Yao's struggles and resistance

were rendered ineffective after the man's penis entered her.

Manager Lu seemed to have quickly grasped Yao Yao's weakness and used it effectively.

Yao Yao and Manager Lu took a shower for an hour, but the so-called shower turned into a simple rinse. She

was raped in the bathroom for an hour... When she came out of the bathroom, Yao Yao's legs were

held in Manager Lu's arms, and Yao Yao was wrapped around the back of Manager Lu's neck. The two came out kissing. In an hour

, Yao Yao's body had been fucked open...

Manager Lu placed Yao Yao on the dressing table, spread Yao Yao's plump and round thighs apart with his hands,

and thrust his thick and long penis inside. He fucked Yao Yao until she was exhausted and her eyes were lifeless. Her head was on his shoulder,

her hands were on her back, and her straight and slender legs hung limply, dangling and swaying on the edge of the dressing table.

Manager Lu then led Yao Yao to the French windows, first having her place her hands on the glass door, her plump, white

buttocks sticking out. As he penetrated her, I saw my favorite buttock hollow appear on her flesh… Then Manager Lu

opened the French windows and took Yao Yao to the balcony, having her hold onto the railing, still penetrating her from behind. Naked

and exposed in an open space, Yao Yao was being penetrated from behind by a fat man, and despite

the danger of being discovered, she actually climaxed again amidst the shame and stimulation!

Manager Lu tirelessly fucked his once innocent, now sexy and alluring

bride throughout the entire suite, his stamina astonishing.

Finally, Manager Lu brought Yao Yao to my unconscious side.

“Come, come… let your husband see his innocent bride, now so alluring and

sexy …”

“No… no… not here…” Yao Yao shook her head, twisting and struggling.

Manager Lu ignored her, continuing to ravage Yao Yao… and me.

"Look, look... these breasts are so round, so big, so firm, so soft, and so bouncy!

Look how swollen they are, I can't even hold them in my hands... Oh! I just said they're swollen again... You were only a C cup before, right?

Now I think you're an E cup... I'd only ever heard that some women's breasts would temporarily

enlarge when they were aroused during sex, but I never thought I'd actually meet one... And look at your sensitive nipples, how can they be so hard

... Tsk tsk tsk, your constitution is truly exceptional..." Manager Lu said, pressing

Yao Yao's body against me, his hands cupping Yao Yao's breasts and kneading them in front of my face, his nipples lightly

brushing against the tip of my nose several times.

And I, like an invisible person, observing all this in a spirit state, had a strange

feeling ; I could almost smell the faint scent of Yao Yao's breasts. Following Manager Lu's words, I looked more closely,

and it was true... Yao Yao's breasts now seemed to be

much !

After looking at her breasts, Manager Lu moved Yao Yao around again...

"Come on... let your husband see... where someone fucked you..."

This time Yao Yao struggled even more violently... but at the same time, I noticed that the speed at which she swayed her hips also

increased...

"No... no... ahh..."

"Oh?... You're squeezing tighter... you slut..."

"No... not in front of him..."

"What are you afraid of? He's drunk!... Oh... here we go again... You're squeezing tighter in front of your husband?

You're such a slut... Let me fuck you until you orgasm in front of your husband so he can see!"

"No!... No!... I can't..."

"Then apologize to your husband, and I won't fuck you in front of him."

"Husband... I'm sorry..."

"That's so insincere, say something else."

"What else... I don't know..."

"Just say... husband, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been fucked to orgasm by another man..."

"Ah... I won't say it..."

"Your husband is so pitiful, he can't even get an apology... Forget it, bro, I think I'll just

fuck your wife until she orgasms right in front of you..."

"Ah... no... I'll say it... husband, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have

orgasmed "

"Say it clearly!"

"Husband... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have orgasmed with another man... ah... fucked... until..."

"Say you like big dicks, you're sorry to him."

"Ah... I didn't..."

"You still haven't come after all this? If you're not honest, your husband might leave you... Say it!"

"Mmm... I'm sorry... husband... I like... ah... big dicks... ahhh!"

As Yao Yao said the words "big dicks," she actually orgasmed! "Oh... you're squeezing tighter again... so good... I'm going to cum!

" Manager Lu said comfortably.

"Ah... I can't do it in front of him... ahh ... 　　On my wedding night, my bride was fucked by another man all night… 　　Manager Lu even forced Yao Yao to wear a pink and white cheongsam embroidered with orchids, lifted the high slit of the skirt, and fucked her. 　　Seeing Manager Lu wipe his penis with the hem of the cheongsam after ejaculating, I remembered the yellow stains I'd accidentally seen on Yao Yao's cheongsam hem in the elevator the next day when I checked out… 　　So all of this left traces, but I hadn't noticed them… 　　Manager Lu left in the early morning. 　　The scene jumps to another room. 　　Yao Yao is lying on her side on the bed, wearing a one-piece nightgown, talking to her laptop screen … 　　I suddenly remember, this must be one of Yao Yao's international flights. 　　A knock sounded at the door. Yao Yao told me, who was on the other end of the computer, and ran to open it… I tried hard to recall when someone had come to see Yao Yao during our video chats at night when she was abroad… 　　Yao Yao seemed unsuspecting and opened the door directly. Upon seeing who it was, her face changed drastically. She tried to close the door , but it was too late. 　　Manager Lu's foot was already inside, the door jammed and wouldn't close. Yao Yao still tried to forcefully prevent Manager Lu from pushing the door open further to enter the room. 　　Just as Manager Lu finally squeezed in, Yao Yao, seeing she couldn't stop him, said, "I'm video chatting with my husband, don't come in…" 　　Unexpectedly, Manager Lu only paused slightly, then excitedly pushed his way into the room, saying, "I won't disturb you, go ahead." 　　Yao Yao couldn't understand why Manager Lu was acting this way. He probably thought I was on the other end of the computer and wouldn't dare to do anything rash . She gave him a warning glare before returning to the bed, habitually resuming her previous position. Suddenly remembering Manager Lu was still there, she pulled the sheet over her waist to cover herself from the waist down, to avoid any exposure under her skirt. 　　I noticed that Yao Yao seemed a bit distracted that day, and now I know why.

Yao Yao started chatting idly again, but Manager Lu clearly had planned ahead... He

sat on the bed, placing one hand on Yao Yao's foot.

Yao Yao was startled but dared not make any sudden movements. She tried to pull her legs back and change her position, but Manager Lu

had already firmly grasped her ankle. Perhaps only then did she realize that she should have sat cross-legged from the beginning, keeping her entire body

within the camera's view, so that Manager Lu would have been unable to do anything and could only wait for the video call to end.

But now... it was too late.

Manager Lu's hand lifted the sheet and slipped under the hem of Yao Yao's nightgown, stroking

upwards . Yao Yao braced herself on the bed with one hand, and to avoid making a sound, she could only bend her legs, keeping them together and clamping them tightly,

placing one hand between her legs to stop Manager Lu's large hand from advancing.

However, Manager Lu had two hands at his disposal. One hand attacked Yao Yao's

triangle , while the other flanked her from behind, aiming to conquer her two soft, round mounds.

Caught between two attacks, Yao Yao, struggling to cope with both, and also trying to answer my questions, was already overwhelmed…

“Hmm…” One hand climbed onto the mounds, kneading Yao Yao's buttocks. Yao Yao desperately held onto her

triangle area, while Manager Lu played guerrilla tactics, harassing her inner thighs, the hand on her buttocks further

hindering her.

Yao Yao forgot, or perhaps she didn't realize, that it was easier to reach her vagina from behind…

Manager Lu's fingers suddenly slid along her buttocks, and Yao Yao gasped in surprise as his fingers passed her anus,

reaching her private garden.

While Yao Yao was busy answering my questions, Manager Lu began to touch her vagina. Yao Yao's cheeks flushed

, and she began to endure an endless hell of restraint.

Just as Yao Yao, her face flushed, hurriedly ended the video call with me, Manager Lu's lips

were .

"What? Not talking anymore?" Manager Lu looked up and teased, and Yao Yao

could only respond by glaring at him, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, moaning, and repeatedly squeezing and relaxing her

thighs ...

Now that the video call was over, there were no more obstacles or disturbances, so naturally, it was a whole night of fucking!

That night, the two fucked until late, exhausted, and shared a bed.

The next day, Yao Yao declined her friends' and colleagues' shopping invitations because Manager Lu was still staying in the room.

The two spent the whole day in bed, ordering the hotel to deliver their meals to the room. And besides eating, watching TV,

and fucking!

After a day and night of getting along and training each other, before the last time we fucked after dinner, at Manager Lu's

request 's mouth also gave way.

This was Yao Yao's first international flight after our honeymoon and her return to work.

I had no idea that for the two days she was abroad, her vagina had been constantly filled with Manager Lu's semen.

I watched Manager Lu fuck Yao Yao again and again. Yao Yao went from initial resistance to

becoming accustomed to it , and finally, they acted like a couple. Afterwards, she would snuggle against him watching TV, feeding each other

, showering together, helping him dress, and tidying his appearance…

I finally understood why Yao Yao had pretended to be frigid… because before marriage, she was like me—a girl with little

experience and a conservative style. But under Manager Lu's tutelage, she had changed. To prevent me from discovering

this change, she simply became even more conservative, pretending to be frigid—that was the safest way.

I discovered that besides the certificate and the wedding ring on her hand, Manager Lu was actually her husband.

Because everything Yao Yao did to me, she did to Manager Lu as well; and sexually, she did

far more to Manager Lu than to me… even at Manager Lu's request, Yao Yao would occasionally call him "husband" in bed…

Six years is not a short time; their relationship progressed from rape to adultery. The number of adulterous encounters far exceeded the number of sexual encounters

Yao Yao during those six years… and each affair had a clue that

connected to my memory, proving it actually happened… without exception!

Truly "ironclad evidence"… I sneered inwardly!

I suddenly realized that, in that case, Yao Yao was actually Manager Lu's first woman, even before those four

flight attendants … and why, apart from the two videos in Manager Lu's possession that weren't penetrated, were there no videos

of Yao Yao? Could it be…? A chill ran down my spine… Yao Yao, you wouldn't… right?

Was Manager Lu's incident… an accident?

Then I thought, if that's the case… could Dr. Fang also be Yao Yao…? Because with his expertise,

he should be able to determine if Yao Yao has frigidity…

A thought struck me, and I looked up at Thanatos.

“What?” Thanatos asked.

“A bit tired of this. Anything new? Besides this fat guy, are there any other men?” I asked.

“Yes.” Thanatos looked somewhat surprised; he probably thought I would watch the whole thing.

Thanatos swiped on the tablet.

The screen changed…

a dance studio!

Yan Tong?

Impossible! During class, I was almost always with Yao Yao…

I suddenly remembered, only once or twice…

as if to confirm my suspicion…

I saw Yan Tong say to me on the screen, “We’ve run out of pain relief patches in the classroom. Could you please

buy some for me?”

Yan Tong gave me the money and the shop’s address.

I remember it was a twenty-minute drive, about fifty minutes round trip; I think it took me

an hour back then.

Yao Yao was wearing a white and gray striped leotard today, and her usual silver high heels...

Just as I expected, Yan Tong finished his warm-up early not long after I left, which

was usually Yao Yao's short break time. She would go to the women's restroom to wash her face and hands and tidy herself up...

Sure enough, Yan Tong followed Yao Yao into the restroom shortly after she entered, locked the door, and walked towards the surprised Yao Yao.

As Yao Yao struggled to come to her senses, he turned her around, pressed her against the sink, and then pulled out his penis... I

looked, and it really was a big penis! Not smaller than Old Lu's!

Yan Tong quickly lifted the hem of Yao Yao's leotard, pulled down her safety shorts, and spat some saliva into his hand.

He smeared some lubricant on his glans and thrust it in from behind Yao Yao!

Yan Tong's penis was quite large, and conquering Yao Yao, whose body had already been thoroughly penetrated by Manager Lu, wasn't too difficult. It

was pretty much as I expected… Yao Yao probably lasted about five minutes before going limp…

Seeing that Yao Yao was no longer resisting, Yan Tong lifted her legs onto the sink and fucked her suspended ass; then he picked

her up to face the mirror, whispering lewd things in her ear, thus bringing her to orgasm.

Then he turned Yao Yao over, made her sit on the sink, spread her legs, and thrust her vulva forward, fucking

her cunt from the front…

In an hour, they probably changed positions four or five times, and Yao Yao probably orgasmed three times before Yan Tong ejaculated.

The scene changed; I only glanced at it, but I already knew which time it was.

I looked up at Thanatos: "Is Dr. Fang here?"

Thanatos's mouth dropped open, even more surprised this time: "Yes."

The scene changed again with a swipe of Thanatos's hand...

This was Yao Yao and my first treatment. Dr. Fang had scolded Yao Yao, and the treatment was interrupted the next day...

I didn't expect Yao Yao to secretly arrange to meet with Dr. Fang.

Yao Yao told Dr. Fang that she wanted to know what the whole treatment process would involve, and

what the bottom line was.

But unexpectedly, Dr. Fang looked directly into Yao Yao's eyes and said: "You don't have frigidity at all, what kind of

treatment process do you need? And what bottom line do you want me to talk about?"

As Yao Yao looked at Dr. Fang in surprise, their eyes met...

Ten seconds... Twenty seconds... Thirty seconds passed, and not only did Dr. Fang not look away, but why

didn't Yao Yao look away either?

About a minute later, Dr. Fang suddenly said, "Sleep."

Yao Yao then slowly closed her eyes and lowered her head… I didn't expect Dr. Fang to be so amazing,

able to hypnotize someone just through eye contact…

Then Dr. Fang began questioning Yao Yao about her "sexual history," and Yao Yao only had

experiences with Manager Lu and me, two men. She slowly recounted her first rape by Manager Lu, truthfully recounting each instance…

After listening for a while, Dr. Fang told Yao Yao to stop, saying, "From now on, whenever you hear me

say 'Yao Yao,' you will become a sexually frigid woman; and when you hear me say 'Xiao Yao,'

you will become incredibly sexually aroused and will only crave my penis; no matter which

subconscious hypnotic state you are in, as long as I say 'End,' you will break free…"

After giving the instructions, Dr. Fang waited a few seconds before saying, "Xiao Yao."

Yao Yao slowly opened her eyes… A moment of confusion, then I looked at Dr. Fang, my eyes quickly burning with desire…

As Dr. Fang finished reciting the hypnotic instructions, I realized… Dr. Fang had indeed changed his address to “Yao Yao” during subsequent

treatments , no longer calling her “Xiao Yao”… However, during our first meeting,

Dr. Fang had asked Yao Yao how she should address him, and Yao Yao had chosen “Xiao Yao.” Dr. Fang had used that term several times, but

after this hypnosis session, he hadn’t used it again, and I hadn’t even noticed and overlooked this

change in address…

The next scene showed Yao Yao’s trembling hands uncontrollably unzipping Dr. Fang’s pants, grasping

his penis and using her mouth to make it hard. With Dr. Fang comfortably seated in the chair, Yao Yao climbed onto the chair herself,

aimed at her vagina, sat down, and began masturbating…

I looked up again and asked, “Are there any others?”

Thanatos shook his head blankly, and I asked again, “How do I choose?”

“Just silently repeat it three times in your mind…” Thanatos replied.

I nodded, carefully reviewing every detail after meeting Thanatos...

Suddenly, a flash of white light, and my figure vanished...

"Damn it!... This can't be!..."

I slowly opened my eyes...

Yao Yao was staring at me with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief and overwhelming joy...

"..." I tried to speak, but found myself unusually weak, my mouth dry, my throat hoarse,

unable to utter a normal sound...

A deep sense of fatigue washed over me, and I fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, I felt a little better. I slowly reached out and stroked Yao Yao's

hair ...

The door opened, startling Yao Yao awake. I turned to look at the person who entered... It was Doctor Fang.

"See, I told you he would wake up eventually!... Have faith," Doctor Fang

said .

"How is your recovery?... Congratulations on waking up," Doctor Fang said, turning to me.

"Hello... Doctor Fang... or should I call you... Hypnos?" I

said slowly to Doctor Fang in a hoarse voice.

Dr. Fang was taken aback, glanced at Yao Yao beside him, who looked puzzled and clearly didn't understand what I was talking about, shook his head, sighed,

and rubbed his forehead, saying, "My little brother always likes to joke around..."

Then, curiously, he asked, "How did you see through him?"

I smiled slightly, "The man I trust most in this world isn't you, Dr. Fang, it's my dad."

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