【When Love is a Thing of the Past】(Chapter 5: Zi Mo's Transformation)

Author: July Hell,
published on June 2, 2015, first published on this forum.
Chapter 5: Zi Mo's Transformation. Stepping
out of the alluring lips, the sky was filled with stars. The lively streets were always filled with laughter. Anna couldn't
help but sneer: "Such a beautiful starry sky, such a warm street, yet I wonder what
kind of heinous things happen in some dark place. People in this world are so hypocritical, with human bodies and beastly hearts. Isn't that ridiculous?"
Xiao Qin calmly said: "What's ridiculous is that the rich have always had amusement. It has never stopped since ancient times.
Why should Miss Anna sigh about it? It's just adding to the laughter."
There was no point in saying more, so Anna snorted and ignored the cold and beautiful woman beside her.
"What do you think Master Jue's reaction will be after he sees the tape?" After a long silence, Xiaoqin suddenly spoke softly.
Seeing Anna's surprised look, she smiled nonchalantly: "Anyone with eyes can see through your little schemes,
let alone those who have gone through so many hurdles to get to the 'Tempting Lips' area. You don't really think they don't know your
real purpose for taking the tape, do you? As the CEO of the Lengshi Group's Asian region, if I
didn't even have the ability to see this, I would have been eliminated by the cruel competition long ago." There was a hint of resentment and helplessness in her tone,
but Anna didn't hear it.
"Then what do you think his reaction will be? Or what kind of reaction do you hope he'll have?"
Anna snorted and asked a question instead of answering.
Xiaoqin remained silent on the surface, but she had already considered many possibilities in her mind. The two parted ways quietly in the parking lot
.
Watching the car disappear into the distance, Xiaoqin muttered to herself, "If I said I hoped Master Jue would retract
his order and shut down that place, you wouldn't believe me, would you?"
"Do I still love her? Do I still love this heartless woman?" In the countless days since Zi Mo left
, Leng Lingjue had asked himself this question countless times. Every time he recalled his grandmother's dying words, the answer
was always no. He would never love her again; the best proof was his endless hatred for her.
So, when he saw the videotape Anna brought back, and saw Zi Mo tortured to the point of near death
, a raging fire surged within him. He was utterly bewildered. Shouldn't he be happy? Seeing
Zi Mo being trampled, humiliated, and disciplined without any dignity, shouldn't he laugh heartily and savor the
pleasure of revenge? Why did his heart ache so much, a pain a thousand times greater than that cruel training? Leng Lingjue desperately clutched
his heart, telling himself to be happy, to show the reaction he should. He tried to look at this lowly sex slave who had betrayed him with the superior gaze of a king
, but he failed.
He smashed everything in the study, wanting to kill everyone who had touched Zi Mo's body. He wanted
to destroy all the sex toys that had caused Zi Mo excruciating pain. If he hadn't retained a shred of reason, he
would have definitely taken action. Seeing his extreme behavior, even Anna, who had intended to mock him, was astonished.
After all, she hadn't expected her usually cold-blooded cousin to react in any way. Although she didn't know her cousin very well
, since that incident three years ago, his ruthlessness and cold-blooded cruelty were universally
acknowledged within the family.
After venting his anger, he slumped onto the only still intact sofa in the study, and after a long while, he helplessly
ordered, "Butler, take my jade token and bring that slut back to me. Let her return as a slave, lest
she forget her duty after enjoying so much pleasure with her lips."
"Cousin, are you heartbroken? If you still feel heartache for her, please cherish her," Anna
couldn't help but say happily, "lest you regret it later."
"Get out of here! Are you bored?" Leng Lingjue roared angrily, ruthlessly
kicking his cousin out. Cherish her? What a joke! Cherish that two-faced, vain
slut? Does she even deserve it?
After Zi Mo was brought back, the observant and sharp-tongued steward immediately noticed her change. The
once reserved, proud, and unyielding spirit that skillfully concealed her inner resentment, the captivating
gaze that drew people in, had been replaced by a blank and empty look. She exuded utter humiliation; that
air of superiority had vanished completely. Back in her slave quarters, she no longer busied herself tidying up, nor even opened the windows for ventilation.
She simply sat quietly in a corner, letting the dust and musty smell envelop her.
As soon as she returned home, Leng Lingjue's gaze involuntarily swept towards the flowerbed. As expected, he saw
that frail figure.
Zi Mo slowly and carefully picked up the pebbles from under the tree roots, placing them aside before
watering and fertilizing the flowers and trees.
Someone walked by and said, "Don't you want to eat dinner tonight? Why do such pointless things? Although these pebbles
will hinder the growth of the trees, their effect will be minimal. If you keep doing this, you can forget about dinner
." He thought he was being kind.
Zi Mo didn't answer and stubbornly continued her previous actions. The man, finding it boring, spat and
muttered, "What an idiot, doing nothing but meaningless things."
Leng Lingjue watched from afar, and for some reason, her slow movements were particularly irritating to her.
She called over the butler beside her, "What's wrong? Is her injury still not healed? Why is she working so slowly? What's the difference between her and a piece of trash
?"
"Reporting to Master Jue, it's probably because her injury hasn't fully healed. She's too lazy to even speak all day. But she's
very serious about her work." The butler answered cleverly. He had seen Master Jue
smash up the entire study for her sake that day, and he knew that Master Jue valued her highly. He also didn't dare to contradict Master Jue.
"Too lazy to talk," Leng Lingjue muttered to himself. "She's enjoying herself quite a bit, isn't she? Daring to use silence to
resist, very good. Turns out she still has some backbone." He completely forgot that his
purpose in sending Zi Mo to her alluring lips was to teach her to be a submissive slave.
Amidst the bright lights and red wine, in the Leng family villa, handsome men and beautiful women, amidst the glittering lights, a high-society social ball was
in full swing.
Skillfully navigating among numerous socialites and heiresses, Leng Lingjue displayed the epitome of a perfect gentleman, radiating a
kingly aura that drove the already infatuated girls even more mad.
However, no one noticed that amidst their laughter and conversation, his gaze inadvertently followed a figure carrying a wine tray
as she moved through the crowd. His
brows furrowed. Had Zi Mo seen everything? Back then, when only he spoke to other girls
, she had reacted with vehement anger, yet now she showed no reaction whatsoever, not even a hint of jealousy or envy
. She simply moved cautiously through the sea of people, her eyes fixed on the wine tray in her hands, as if afraid of
accidentally dropping and shattering it.
"In your heart, am I less important than a plate? That bastard even told me the truth might not be like this;
I think this is just your true nature," Leng Lingjue thought bitterly. Finally finding an opening to escape, he strode up
to Zi Mo: "Do you know your place?"
Zi Mo instinctively looked up at him, her eyes devoid of any expression, like an inflatable doll that couldn't smile
. Then she quickly lowered her head again, answering in a low voice, "Yes, Master."
Leng Lingjue was taken aback, then realized what she was saying: "Fine, now get rid of that deadpan look of yours immediately
. Do you want to scare away all the guests?" he said viciously. He wanted to see Zi Mo resist,
and he also wanted to see those bright, spirited eyes.
But he was wrong. Zi Mo simply obediently answered "Yes," then gave a stiff smile and continued
serving wine.
Anna looked at Zi Mo with heartache, as if she had become a different person: she had once been the protagonist of such banquets,
her status and experiences had once made her dazzling. In the crowd, people kept whispering
about her past deeds. Even the gossipy remarks made Anna, an outsider, deeply saddened her. Anna
couldn't imagine whether Zi Mo would lose control upon hearing those words. However, what she found even more unbelievable was that Zi Mo
remained completely unresponsive after hearing them, maintaining that stiff smile.
A phrase suddenly surfaced in Anna's mind: "Nothing is more sorrowful than a dead heart." This terrified Anna, leaving her unsure
how to explain it to that person. Looking at Leng Lingjue in the center of the banquet, she truly couldn't understand how he could still laugh
so happily with someone—wasn't that the person he loved most?
Of course, Anna didn't know that although Leng Lingjue was smiling, that smile didn't reach his heart.
The happier he smiled on the surface, the colder his heart became. In her eyes, Zi Mo's silent resistance was undoubtedly a challenge to his authority
. In Leng Lingjue's eyes, Zi Mo was still the same Zi Mo as before. She disliked doing housework but preferred to lazily snuggle
in his arms, eating and manicuring. She would get angry if he talked to other girls, and then give him
the cold shoulder, only speaking to him after he had to go to great lengths to coax and appease her.
After the banquet, Leng Lingjue handed over the task of seeing off the guests to Xiaoqin and the housekeeper, and angrily led Zi
Mo upstairs to the bedroom.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you give me that attitude!" Leng Lingjue said coldly. "Do you think it's
still three years ago? Do I still have to cater to you, obey you, and treat you like a queen?"
Faced with his unreasonable accusation, Zi Mo was completely stunned. After a long while, she finally spoke softly, "
What did Zi Nu do wrong, Master?" She hadn't done anything wrong. When her master told her to smile, she smiled, hadn't she?
Was her smile bad? But she didn't know what a better smile looked like.
Completely oblivious to Zi Mo's change in thought, Leng Lingjue, instead of being angry at her words, laughed: "Fine, very
well, Master? I didn't expect you to have learned to be obedient. In that case, let me see just how obedient you are."
He slowly walked to the bedside and sat down: "You wretch, hurry up and come here, take off those extra clothes of yours
. Slaves have no right to wear clothes."
He had expected to see Zi Mo's angry and ashamed expression, but as it turned out, he was wrong again. Like a robot
receiving input commands, Zi Mo began to mechanically undress. In less than a minute,
her frail body, crisscrossed with whip marks, was exposed before Leng Lingjue.
His brows furrowed. Leng Lingjue hadn't expected the body under the loose clothes to be so thin, almost skin and bones
, with not a single unscathed spot on her skin, covered in crisscrossing whip marks. A sudden pang of pain shot through his heart, but he deliberately
ignored the feeling. If he felt sorry for Zi Mo now, he would think he was being pathetic.
Zi Mo obediently walked to him, kneeling on the ground with her legs straight. Her delicate, slender hands skillfully
removed his shoes, then his socks. Without hesitation, she opened her mouth and slowly took his toes into her mouth.
Her hands caressed him from bottom to top, reaching his crotch and pulling down the zipper of Leng Lingjue's suit pants. His still-erect
penis was immediately exposed to the air. Her lips kissed his way up until she took his purplish-red member into her mouth,
each swallow going deep into his throat…
When his glans entered Zi Mo's mouth, a tremendous pleasure surged to the place being served
. Hearing the "mmm…" sounds, a sense of conquest welled up from within. He hadn't
experienced this intense pleasure since leaving Zi Mo, and it almost caused Leng Lingjue to ejaculate prematurely in less than a minute.
Gritting his teeth and desperately holding on, Leng Lingjue managed to stop his uncontrollable desire in time,
preserving some face in front of Zi Mo.
Zi Mo seemed completely oblivious to his changes. Her slippery little tongue skillfully
circled the shaft, occasionally teasing the glans. Her teeth weren't idle either, stimulating the urethral opening from time to time
. Her hands were also constantly kneading the two full, round balls.
"Hmph, only three years have passed, I didn't expect you to know how to give oral sex? And your technique is quite good, do you often serve
those customers? I really spoiled you three years ago. I didn't force you when you didn't want to, thinking about it,
I've suffered the loss!" Leng Lingjue said as he grabbed Zi Mo's head and forcefully pressed it down... After
a while, Leng Lingjue could no longer restrain himself, picked up the slender body, and the two of them fell onto the large bed.
He lifted her thin legs up to his shoulders, and saw that the fleshy opening inside seemed to be contracting and relaxing.
Making an inviting gesture, Leng Lingjue eagerly plunged in. The tight, constricted opening was forcibly stretched open, and Zi Mo
immediately groaned in pain.
"Does it hurt?" Leng Lingjue asked wickedly, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he watched her face contort in agony.
Struggling like a zombie, she gasped for breath, then stammered, "Master, please continue. Ah
…please…please continue, Master, Zi…Zi Nu feels so good…ah…" She began to writhe in pain
, trying her best to cooperate with Leng Lingjue's invasion.
Something seemed to have changed. Leng Lingjue keenly sensed this, but immersed in pleasure
, he didn't dwell on it. After all, this body belonged to him from that moment on. Later, whenever he thought about this,
he deeply regretted it, wishing he could shoot himself.
Before long, beads of fragrant sweat appeared on Zi Mo's body. Leng Lingjue began to caress Zi Mo's entire
body. With the lubrication of the fluid, Leng Lingjue's large hands roamed freely over every part of Zi Mo's body.
When he reached her breasts, he mercilessly kneaded them into various shapes, seeing Zi Mo's pained yet pleasurable expression.
Leng Lingjue could no longer restrain himself and began to thrust rapidly into Zi Mo's vagina. After hundreds of thrusts,
Leng Lingjue pulled out his penis, made Zi Mo turn to the side, and forcefully spread her legs wide, placing them in that alluring forbidden area.
He then used his hands to hold his penis and quickly thrust it into that treasure land. Afterward, he pulled out his penis and inserted it into Zi Mo's anus,
which was obviously much tighter than her vagina. Leng Lingjue's thick glans was tightly wrapped by the narrow anal canal, and each thrust
seemed to reach the deepest part of the anal canal... Only the woman's painful moans and the man's pleasurable
groans could be heard in the room.
With a thrust, thick semen splattered inside Zi Mo's body. Leng Lingjue looked with satisfaction at
the delicate face beneath him, equally dominated by desire: "How is it? Feeling it? Comfortable, right? Want to go again?"
There was no reply. Upon closer inspection, the person beneath him had already fallen into a deep sleep for some unknown reason. Seeing her
pale and thin face, her bloodless lips, Leng Lingjue couldn't help but shiver, feeling
as if she were about to drift away with the wind.
His trembling hand checked her breath; the thing he feared hadn't happened. "Fine, I'll let you go today
," Leng Lingjue muttered to himself. He told himself that this was definitely not out of pity for her, definitely not out
of fear that she would die, but simply because he thought that if such a fun toy was broken, there would be no more fun to play with next time
.
He lay down beside Zi Mo and gently covered her with a blanket. Before long, he too drifted off to sleep. He stubbornly
refused to admit it, unaware that he had never allowed anyone to spend the night in his bed, except for Zi Mo.
Once
the person beside her was breathing evenly, Zi Mo slowly opened her eyes, staring blankly at
Leng Lingjue. She got out of bed, without putting on any clothes, and simply looked around the room, finding the
farthest corner where she curled up on the floor, burying her small head in her arms, as if trying
to escape something, before anxiously closing her eyes again…
PS: I believe everyone who has read this far understands that Zi Mo's nerves are starting to malfunction. Use your imagination
and guess what will happen next? Zi Mo's training in the alluring lips has come to an end, but this doesn't mean
there won't be more training content later. Those who read carefully should have noticed the mention of an island specifically for training slaves earlier in the story . Of course, the following three or four chapters will also describe that island. You can also imagine 　　what will happen
when Leng Lingjue takes Zi Mo there?
Finally, I sincerely thank all my readers for their support; your
support is my motivation for writing. Thank you!

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