The world of castes

Exhaling deeply, Ye Fan stretched his limbs. Even with the help of the gadgets, kidnapping a woman was still quite strenuous, especially when she resisted. The tall, elegant woman, if not for her pampered upbringing and lack of exercise, would never have allowed Ye Fan to succeed.

In the small sports equipment storage room, the kidnapped woman displayed a mixture of anger, indifference, fear, and more.

Ye Fan revealed a twisted smile. "Damn it, I finally got my chance.

" Ye Fan looked at the aloof, mature, and alluringly arrogant woman, Wen Changxin, whom Ye Fan had painstakingly subdued. She sat sideways on a cushion, her long stockings outlining the curves of her body. Her heaving breasts and angry expression spoke volumes about her fury. It was a pity her mouth was gagged; otherwise, a torrent of abuse would have been inevitable. Her

disheveled gray sweater, her large, protruding breasts bound tightly, her legs and hands completely restrained—Ye Fan lewdly squatted down, stroking the writhing, retreating woman. Her angry and terrified expression filled Ye Fan with pleasure.

"I want you, Lady of the Kshatriyas."

Ye Fan pressed down on her struggling body. Wen Changxin thrashed about with all her might, making muffled sounds, but unfortunately, no one came to the sports equipment storage room—a fact Ye Fan had gathered after three months of moving sports equipment.

"Think about what it feels like to be with a Shudra." Ye Fan provoked Wen Changxin with his words, holding her in stockings, the scent of expensive perfume intoxicating him.

"Ugh..." She cowered against the wall, the sense of security behind her unable to mask the fear in front of her.

"You must be terrified, right? I'm terrified too, after all, high castes are sentenced to death." Ye Fan smiled as he took off her shoes, kissing her lotus feet wrapped in stockings, showing no fear whatsoever. The woman's soft body aroused Ye Fan's lust.

"Ugh..." Wen Changxin wanted to curse, but in the end, she could only let out angry sobs.

How disgusting, how disgusting.

Wen Changxin felt nauseous. This was the first time she had been touched by a Shudra, and even being kissed on the feet felt offensive.

She kicked her legs, trying to avoid the kiss, and even kicked Ye Fan in the face.

"It seems Madam doesn't want to cooperate, that's alright."

Ye Fan wasn't angry at being kicked; instead, he calmly helped Wen Changxin put on her high heels.

Ye Fan pressed down on Wen Changxin, licking her fair, gleaming neck. Wen Changxin looked up in terror; the wetness on her neck made her tremble all over, as if she had received a great humiliation. She wanted to scream, but her mouth was blocked, and she could only make muffled sounds.

"So fragrant, Madam, you're so sweet, as expected of a Kshatriya."

Ye Fan kissed her delicate cheeks, the sadistic pleasure filling his entire body.

This was a Kshatriya-level woman, and the mother of that lunatic Wang Juyang; all of this gave Ye Xiu a sense of vengeful pleasure.

...

Time rewinds to three months ago.

A certain advanced civilization responded to Ye Fan's wishes in the parallel world, just as humans give water to cats when they know they want it.

One yearned to change his circumstances and escape the caste world; the other hoped someone would fulfill his parents' expectations in his place.

Thus, Ye Fan transmigrated—his physical body transmigrated, his age changed to fourteen, and he suffered a malfunction, unable to grow any further.

Upon arriving, Ye Fan was bewildered. "What the hell? What kind of start is this? Starting as a Shudra, an orphan, weak, and the target of bullying in class."

Why was he bullied? Because his parallel self's grades were better than the Vaishyas in his class.

Even with adult thinking, without resources, nothing, he was still bullied.

He was pinned to the ground and punched by preschoolers. A teacher saw this and simply said, "Don't kill him." Ye Fan fully realized the malice of this world.

Back at the orphanage, he was even robbed of his food by other orphans. The taller orphans were excellent at stealing food—no wonder his physical body was stunted like this.

However, adults have their ways. He was good at sweet-talking, unlike his stubborn self from the parallel world.

These little brats, after a few words of encouragement, basically let Ye Fan go.

Especially Wang Juyang, a Kshatriya, was let off the hook by the foolish boy after just a few flatteries.

Even though the enmity stemmed from simply passing by him.

Thankfully, when he was beaten, he humbled himself, played the victim, apologized, and praised Wang Juyang as a noble Kshatriya who shouldn't be bothered.

As for the bullying from his classmates, it decreased after he fought back with a stick, replaced by passive-aggressive behavior.

Then, he was forced by the Vaishya physical education teacher to move sports equipment for two or three months, and those unruly kids stopped bullying him. The toughest fear the most reckless, especially the Vaishya; he realized his life wasn't worth it compared to that of a Shudra.

Only the orphanage provided a little food; he could barely survive by scavenging and selling trash. The children in the orphanage were hard to fool; they only cared about food, and their living conditions were extremely harsh.

It would have been better if things had calmed down, but he still meddled. It wasn't that they were bullying him; Wang Juyang's henchmen were bullying a Shudra girl. She wasn't good-looking, fat and ugly. Several Vaishyas were grabbing her limbs, and the leader, Sun Shushan, was slapping her face, making her already large, fat face even more swollen.

"Stop hitting her! She'll die!"

Ye Fan couldn't help but intervene.

"Are you that piece of trash from last time? You want to rise up?"

Sun Shushan asked in surprise.

"No, I just saw she was about to die. Even if she dies, you'll have to pay a lot of money," Ye Fan forced a smile. That's right, it was just about paying money. Those of the Kshatriya caste and above only had to pay money to kill those of lower castes.

"Young Master Wang,"

Sun Shushan glanced at Wang Juyang, who was frowning behind him.

"I remember telling you not to show your face in front of me again,"

Wang Juyang said with disgust. These lowly people were so annoying.

"Teach him a lesson, this forgetful trash. I'll pay if he gets hurt," Wang Juyang ordered. Several Vaishyas rushed forward.

Two fists can't fight four hands, especially since Ye Fan's body was restored to his parallel world self. He was healthy internally, but thin and frail externally. At 14 years old and 142 cm tall, compared to these well-nourished teenagers who were over 170 cm, he was incredibly thin and looked extremely short.

While on the ground, Sun Shushan, a Vaishya born from a lackey, stepped on his face and pinched it.

"Aren't you right? I didn't bother you because you can talk." Sun Shushan stomped hard on Ye Fan's face with his sneaker.

"Hard bone? Do you low-caste people deserve to be hard bones?"

Wang Juyang walked up to Ye Fan and said with disgust and arrogance, looking at the shoe print on Ye Fan's face and finding it somewhat amusing.

"..."

Ye Fan didn't speak. This time he had indeed acted impulsively. Unlike some people, he didn't regret it.

"You, go beat up this trash,"

Wang Juyang ordered the fat Shudra woman.

The fat woman who had been crying nearby heard Wang Juyang's words and stepped forward without hesitation, slapping Ye Fan twice across the face with a crisp sound. Ye Fan felt dizzy; this woman hit him harder than anyone else.

"See this? This is the woman you told us to stop hitting her. Just like you, she's trash." Wang Juyang laughed, a grating laugh.

"Last time you said you were a worthless Shudra, and that it would be beneath me, a Kshatriya, to have someone beat you. I think so too. I've decided that as long as you lowly commoners don't appear before me, I'll let you go." Wang Juyang held his head high, with an expression that said, "You should be grateful to me.

" "It was this fat piece of trash who dared to block my way, so I had to teach him a lesson." Wang Juyang said this because he was influenced by Ye Fan's flattery last time. He was a noble Kshatriya, and

he couldn't go back on his word. "What are you doing here, you piece of trash, Sun Shushan? Do you understand?" Wang Juyang said pathetically. Logically, he shouldn't be feeling sorry for such trash; he probably just flattered him last time.

"I don't understand. I'm not a lowly Shudra."

Sun Shushan said sarcastically.

"Third time's the charm. There won't be a next time. Watch your place, Shudra." Wang Juyang snorted coldly and left with a few Vaishyas.

"There won't be a next time."

Indeed, there wouldn't be a next time. Ye Fan wasn't one to take things lying down, nor had he been emasculated by the world's education. He could tolerate being humiliated before, but now that they were being bullied, how could he stand it?

If he had brought a knife, he would have killed them both.

He stumbled to his feet; his revenge plan was already written—he was going to kill these two. He

calmed down, healed his injuries, and prepared the location.

He saved money to buy the necessary tools, planning to find an opportunity when the two were alone and give them a taste of what it meant to be worse than dead.

Just as he was plotting how to kidnap them, a woman appeared before him, changing his plans.

It was the wealthy woman he'd encountered on his way to a meeting, a routine he'd had on Sundays when the PE teacher called him to tidy the equipment room.

She was a wealthy woman around thirty years old, with a naturally charming appearance. She had almond-shaped eyes, a high, delicate nose, and pale, thin lips that exuded beauty. A dazzling gemstone adorned her jade-like neck, and her exquisite collarbones were captivating. A long gray woolen dress accentuated her curvaceous figure, and a sheer shawl partially concealed her snow-white, rounded shoulders

, leaving much to the imagination. Below her knees, her cleavage was full and rounded, her legs accentuated by high heels. Tall and slender, she radiated elegance and nobility, her smile radiating self-satisfaction. His heart fluttered; he became hard—the first time he'd felt so aroused since transmigrating. Ye Fan even felt his tattered clothes were about to burst open. After all, he was a poor student who couldn't even afford a cell phone or enough to eat, exhausted from scavenging garbage all day. Thinking about it was still a bit difficult.

"I'm still too full,"

Ye Fan sighed. Having finally bought his things, he could finally afford a full meal, and with that fullness came lust.

That's what he thought, but driven by lust, he followed her to Class A from a distance.

"I am Wen Changxin, Wang Juyang's mother. Regarding the school..."

It was Sunday, but Class A was having a parent-teacher meeting. Through the crack in the door, Ye Fan saw the elegant woman speaking eloquently on the podium. Her

refined demeanor was completely at odds with that idiot Wang Juyang. The beautiful woman wore a confident, arrogant smile, a quality she shared with him.

"I believe we should establish a more segregated system to ensure our children are not corrupted. Last time, I even heard that my child had contact with a Shudra. We cannot allow those lowly, filthy Shudras to come into contact with our children again..."

Just as Ye Fan was about to leave, he heard the woman's words and felt a sudden unease.

Narrowing his eyes, Ye Fan finally understood the source of Wang Juyang's deep-seated prejudice, and a surge of anger overwhelmed him.

Wait, it seems there's a plan. Perhaps this plan would make Wang Juyang suffer worse than death, but at least he wouldn't have to die. However, it all depends on whether the beauty inside is willing, whether she has a chance to save her doomed son.

Waiting, waiting…

Finally, Ye Fan saw her.

It was a Kshatriya-only toilet, a division of castes where people of different ranks couldn't share a toilet.

As she bent down to wash her hands, Ye Fan rushed out from behind the door, covering the woman's mouth and nose with a towel.

The stunned woman realized what was happening, but when she tried to resist, she was too weak.

He bypassed the crowd, dragged the woman to the equipment room, and used prepared tools to tie her hands behind her back, binding her legs together.

He stuffed a rag into her mouth, splashed cold water on her face, and Wen Changxin groggily woke up.

"Ugh…" The woman struggled desperately; Ye Fan's saliva disgusted her, and his filthy hands were actually grabbing and groping her through her clothes. Wen Changxin's proud self-esteem couldn't accept it.

Her delicate neck and exquisite collarbone were touched by his tongue, which roamed freely as Ye Fan greedily savored the noble Kshatriya, this arrogant and noble woman. Her sweet fragrance was irresistible; he roughly squeezed and kneaded her full breasts through her clothes, feeling an urge to burst them. The struggling woman gave him intense pleasure, especially the hateful look in her eyes, which made him feel incredibly hard.

He lifted her gray sweater dress and flesh-colored pantyhose—surprisingly, no hot pants, just a pair of dark purple openwork thongs underneath, revealing her thick, dark forest without any attempt at concealment.

The tight pantyhose created a hollow in her pubic area, a thin, weak layer. Ye Fan tried to tear the pantyhose, but the quality was too good; he struggled for a long time without success.

Unable to do anything else, he could only pull the pantyhose down to her mid-thigh. As Ye Fan pulled, he clearly felt the woman tremble; she was terrified. Wen Changxin knew what she was about to face: the lowly humiliation from a Shudra.

When Ye Fan removed the rubber band, it created a fleshy ring around Wen Changxin's rounded thighs. But what was most exciting was Wen Changxin's perfect, lush black forest, beneath which were two overlapping petals, leaving a tender red slit between them, enticing endless fantasies.

Contrary to the beautiful woman's expectations, Ye Fan didn't rush to thrust his disgusting penis directly into her beautiful hole. With her trembling and struggling like a salted fish, it wasn't easy for Ye Fan to fuck her. He lifted her legs, which were tightly pressed together by the woman, her alluring petals waiting to be plucked by passersby.

Tightly clamping her jade legs, she fearfully awaited the arrival of the nightmare, her round buttocks exposed to the air, feeling a cold breeze. However, Wen Changxin soon felt a warm, wet sensation; Ye Fan, Ye Fan, was licking her vulva with his tongue.

"Ugh..." Tears welled up in her eyes. A mixture of nausea and tingling sensations assaulted her mind. The licking tongue was unmistakably that of a lowly Brahmin, and the body doesn't lie. The scenes on television where high-caste people don't experience pleasure from low-caste people wouldn't happen.

"Madam, you high-caste people are horny too."

Ye Fan felt a little uncomfortable with the smell of urine, but compared to humiliating the beautiful woman, it was nothing. He used his tongue to part the petals.

"Ugh, ah..."

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Wen Changxin's chest heaved with shame and anger. Her body trembled, and she froze, her expression stiffening.

It turned out that Ye Fan's tongue had started licking hers, the tip repeatedly licking. The beautiful woman's body sadly reacted, pleasure spreading from that small spot to her entire body. Her struggles weakened considerably.

The area was difficult to lick, obstructed by the petals, and the position was from back to front, so each lick was equivalent to licking both petals.

A woman's most sensitive area is actually just around her navel. Being licked like this, a tidal wave of pleasure mingled with the restraint of a noblewoman.

This is the most vulgar Shudra, how can you feel pleasure? But it feels so good, being licked feels so good.

Wen Changxin didn't possess extraordinary willpower; she was just a woman, and a rather mature one at that.

Since she was going to be violated anyway, she might as well make herself comfortable. With that thought, she stopped resisting and slightly opened a crack between her closed lips. Her struggles weakened to the point of almost giving up, as if she were exhausted.

This crack came at just the right time. The honey hole that Ye Fan's tongue couldn't open was allowed to pass by by the beautiful woman, and her tongue plunged straight in.

"Ugh!" Her body trembled from the stimulation, her face flushed rapidly, her fair skin turning pink, and her alluring appearance was captivating. Her pitiful peach blossom eyes were filled with hidden lust.

Her tongue moved back and forth between her lips and tongue. Under this stimulation, Wen Changxin finally couldn't hold back anymore. A surge of heat flowed, spraying Ye Fan's mouth and face, and her legs drooped limply.

"It's faster than I expected."

The salty and fishy taste was not pleasant at all. Ye Fan wiped his face with his sweater.

At this moment, Wen Changxin could only stare at him with resentful eyes.

The child, who looked to be only in elementary school, wore a tattered school uniform. He wasn't ugly or handsome, but had a yellow sash on his wrist, a symbol of the lower caste Shudras. He was thin, and his face was bruised; he didn't seem like the type to kidnap someone of the higher caste.

"Madam, are you ready?"

Ye Fan pulled out a weapon and waved it in front of the beautiful woman. Slightly larger than normal, it was almost touching her nose, and a sour, foul odor filled the room. Wen Changxin was the first to feel the stench, making her want to vomit. After all, Ye Fan hadn't bathed for two months. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the orphanage only bathed once a month. Last month, he had been severely injured by Wang Juyang and his gang; how could he dare to bathe ?

At most, he would just wipe himself with a towel.

The beautiful woman was now completely powerless. The struggles earlier had drained all her strength, and her resistance was weak. She watched helplessly as Ye Fan lifted her onto the wooden horse.

"Damn lowly commoner? Lowly bastard..."

she cursed Ye Fan inwardly, only able to whimper.

Her belly rested in the middle of the rocking horse, her head and legs drooping to the sides, her peach-like buttocks perked up high, slightly open and moist, as if awaiting a guest's visit.

"Madam, don't blame me, blame your crazy son instead." Ye Fan grabbed and kneaded her peach-like buttocks, rubbing her petals, giving Wen Changxin ample time to react.

"Ugh... (No, no...)" She struggled violently, using up all of Wen Changxin's last strength. When he squeezed into her honey hole, she lost all her strength.

The woman's beautiful hole was wet and tight, its folds licking him like tiny tongues. To his shame, he was still a virgin, and this extreme tightness made him throb with excitement inside her.

However, this was the first time he had encountered such a beautiful woman, which made him very happy.

"Slap slap slap..." Holding her peach-like buttocks, Ye Fan thrust his waist and slapped the beauty, wishing he could stuff his balls into her honey hole, pushing open the soft flesh and hitting her clitoris. Waves of white flesh rippled out, full of rhythm.

Bound by her hands and legs, Wen Changxin lost her balance and swayed back and forth with Ye Fan.

Her lifeless eyes were filled with humiliation. The thought that it was a Shudra who had forced open her beautiful orifice sent shivers down Wen Changxin's spine. The humiliating pleasure... she was noble, destined to bear high-caste Kshatriyas. How dare he? How dare he fuck her honeypot? She

had never been fucked by anyone other than her husband. How could this be? So lowly and disgusting. That sour, stench seemed to linger in her nostrils. And now, her purity was being defiled by a child the size of her son, and in such a repulsive way. She felt like dying.

But it felt so good, so good. Faster, faster... her body was telling the truth.

Torn between these conflicting thoughts, Wen Changxin was torn.

Rubbing against the flesh of her vagina, turning the tight walls inside out, the warm flesh seemed to melt. In the dim light, the noble Kshatriya woman was being violated, the splashing flesh hinting at her wantonness. Wet, making her entire penis glisten.

"Madam, so tight, so comfortable, as expected of a Kshatriya, so comfortable, so comfortable..." His words stimulated the woman. For the first time, Ye Fan felt that women were so wonderful, even unwilling, because he would pull out, and he wanted to keep it inside.

So he slowed down, holding it inside and rubbing against her clitoris. Her clitoris bit, like a venomous snake, refusing to let go. Ye Fan kneaded her plump buttocks, and the beautiful woman actually shook her peach-shaped buttocks, seemingly dissatisfied that he had stopped.

"Madam, what are you doing?"

Ye Fan's questioning tone made Wen Changxin's body stiffen.

She was actually twisting unconsciously, such a pleasant movement. When she realized this, Wen Changxin's proud self-esteem flared up, and her face turned extremely ugly.

She tightened her grip, firmly securing herself, making Ye Fan itchy and eager to go all out again. So he didn't hold back, one hand holding Wen Changxin's plump, alluring buttocks, the other grasping her wrists tied together behind her back, like riding a horse by the reins, continuing to thrust.

The impact against her clitoris caused the woman to tremble, her self-esteem repeatedly suppressed, her anger and hatred rapidly accumulating.

"Madam, you can call for help now, I want it."

Ye Fan reached up and removed the rag from Wen Changxin's hand. Wen Changxin breathed heavily, her mouth numb, exhaling, enjoying her long-lost freedom.

With Ye Fan's vigorous thrusting, the sound of slapping filled the entire room, and Wen Changxin recovered, preparing to curse.

"Call for help, Madam, call quickly, the soundproofing in the equipment room isn't good, if you shout, people outside will hear you,"

Ye Fan encouraged, he couldn't resist his rising desire.

A light sweat beaded on Wen Changxin's forehead. Her previously dazed and furious mind suddenly cleared, becoming incredibly clear-headed. So clear-headed, she dared not cry for help, dared not even scream.

"A Kshatriya noblewoman has been attacked by a Shudra."

She believed such headlines would circulate worldwide, ridicule and mockery would be endless, and her entire family would be disgraced. Even she couldn't wash away such a stain.

"Scream! If you won't, I will!"

Ye Fan had originally intended to ruin Wang Juyang's family, to make the arrogant and noble Wang Juyang feel resentful for the rest of his life.

"I'll scream, I'll scream,"

Wen Changxin said fearfully. She was truly afraid Ye Fan would expose it. While the high-caste Ye Fan would certainly die, her Kshatriya reputation being buried with him would be utterly unworthy, even unbearable for her.

Shifting her mindset, Wen Changxin suppressed her anger and shame, took a deep breath, and moaned softly, "Mmm, mmm, I love you, faster, faster, my little husband, hurry up, you're hitting my flower core, my flower core..." Her

seductive moans ignited Ye Fan's lustful fire, and he gripped her fleshy buttocks wildly, saying, "So-called high caste is just big."

His penis thrust in, hitting her flower core perfectly, and he thrust forcefully, making Wen Changxin tremble and her buttocks sway. Her legs tried to balance, but it was no use. With each thrust, Wen Changxin's vagina would contract and squeeze, sucking hard as if trying to suck his soul away.

"Good husband, good husband, Changxin is melting, mmm, I'm melting from being penetrated by my little husband, my little husband is so good..."

Both of them were drenched in sweat from the high-speed and intense thrusting, and their large, peach-like buttocks were wet from being squeezed and kneaded.

Ye Fan had reached his limit: "Noble lady, what's coming from this lowly person is coming." The flesh walls tightened even more, the tight fit without a single gap, the wrinkles like soft brushes grinding against each other again and again, the grotesqueness reaching its limit.

"Shoot, Changxin wants her husband's."

Gritting her teeth, enduring the humiliation and discomfort, Wen Changxin gave her approval.

"Here, here you go, all of it is yours."

He gripped her plump buttocks tightly, leaving ten finger marks, his fingers pressing against her clitoris, the soft flesh intertwined with hers. A chill ran down his spine, and he uncontrollably gushed forth, all of it flowing into the beautiful woman's womb.

The scalding heat made the woman tilt her head back, her cheeks flushed, her peach-colored face glowing like a hundred flowers. Her surging desire had reached its peak, and she too climaxed. Her love juices, pressed against her cervix, reacted back into her womb.

Exhausted, Ye Fan lay on top of Wen Changxin, greedily inhaling her fragrance, enjoying the lingering sensation of her tight womb.

"Little husband, are you comfortable now? Can you let me go?"

Wen Changxin felt disgust and sorrow at the thought of that nauseating man fucking her womb every day, but she was very tolerant.

"Sure, I'll call. I've called a high-caste lady. It'll probably be a death sentence, right?" Ye Fan said indifferently, kneading her plump buttocks, finding the cotton-like elasticity almost irresistible.

"Don't do this, don't do this, child, it's alright, I'm not angry, don't scream, you'll die." Wen Changxin said, suppressing her anger. She actually wished Ye Fan were dead, but absolutely did not want her to have anything to do with her noble self. The corrosive feeling in her uterus made her feel so disgusted that she wanted to feel her uterus itching.

"You should be punished for making mistakes, right? I think being killed would be good." Ye Fan shook her head and began to slowly pull out. With each inch she pulled out, the soft flesh of her vaginal walls would immediately fill in. When she was completely pulled out, her vagina closed tightly, just like before.

"You're still young, don't ruin yourself. It was my Ju Yang who bullied you, wasn't it? I can make you a lot of compensation, I'll give you a lot of money."

If you want to die, don't drag me down with you. It's fine for a lowly person like you to die however you want.

"I can't make up for it. Your son beat me half to death, how could I forgive him? It's not about how much money."

Ye Fan patted Wen Changxin's buttocks, and then put on her pantyhose.

"You're his cheap father now, be magnanimous, Daddy." While saying these ingratiating words, Wen Changxin was only thinking about how to escape this awkward situation and kill Ye Fan, this lowly commoner.

"If I let you go, I'll probably be floating in some river the next day. Let's die together. Don't worry, I'll confess to raping and murdering you after you die."

Ye Fan saw through it all. He didn't intend to live after doing this anyway, but getting to fuck such a beautiful woman before he died, especially the mother of his enemy, was truly a good thing.

Wen Changxin's heart pounded at his words, ignoring the discomfort in her uterus. Did he mean to kill her?

"No, no, you're my sister's precious husband." Wen Changxin said weakly, her legs suddenly feeling weak. She realized Ye Fan wasn't joking.

"Don't I understand you Kshatriyas? Submitting to a lower caste? You're kidding me. Do you think you can escape this environment and get rid of trash like me? Why not let you die with me and make a big fuss?" Ye Fan sneered, seeing right through her.

"How could that be? How could that be? Ye Fan, you're overthinking it. If you don't trust me, I can put our video in your email. It'll automatically send as long as you don't unschedule it. That way, you won't have to worry about me going back on my word." Wen Changxin said desperately, anything was fine as long as it wasn't exposed and she didn't die.

"I don't have a phone. Although it was very comfortable between you and me, blame it on having a son." Ye Fan grabbed her beautiful buttocks through her stockings, experiencing a different kind of sensation.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give you my phone. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Don't you like being with me? As long as you let me go, I'll make time for you in the future." A chill ran through her body, and Wen Changxin softened her tone, trying her best to soothe Ye Fan's emotions.

"..."

Silence, a long silence.

Because of the wooden horse blocking her view, Wen Changxin, upside down, couldn't see Ye Fan's transparent appearance behind her.

"Please, dear husband, let me go. I promise I'll keep my promise." Fearing death, Wen Changxin propped herself up on the ground, raising her round buttocks high. Even a noble Kshatriya can die.

Ye Fan finally snapped out of his daze, shaking his head as he transformed back into a solid form.

The cheat code had arrived. It seemed the advanced civilization had taken pity on him after his transmigration and granted him superpowers: invisibility and the ability to pass through walls. Unconcerned about the late arrival of the cheat, Ye Fan's gaze returned to Wen Changxin, his erection rising again at the sight of her full, shapely buttocks.

"Are you serious?"

Ye Fan felt a little more confident, his thoughts no longer as desperate as before. Having superpowers meant he had more options.

"Of course it's true."

Wen Changxin breathed a sigh of relief; it was good to be able to talk.

"Come here."

Ye Fan helped the beautiful woman up, dragging her to a horizontal bar. He threaded her tightly bound hands through the bar and secured it. The woman bent her legs, her full breasts overlapping in a line, alluring and seductive.

"Mmm..." Ye Fan sat on her, embracing her head and kissing her. His tongue entered her mouth, sucking on her fragrant tongue. The tall beauty was being forcefully fed her saliva by Ye Fan, who was above her.

Wen Changxin endured the nausea; having already been bitten by the dog, another bite wouldn't matter. She stuck out her tongue and stirred it with Ye Fan's, their tongues entwining in a kiss, one enjoying it, the other pretending.

"Sister Wen, your little mouth is so sweet,"

Ye Fan said, releasing her lips before kissing her again, licking the pale lipstick clean.

"Ugh, ugh..."

Wen Changxin tilted her head back, the lowly saliva insulting her mouth. The filthy tongue and the sperm still forcing her to conceive were both base products; she felt goosebumps covering her entire body.

"Husband, is it good?"

the beautiful woman said tremulously after their lips parted again. She just wanted to end this nightmare cleanly, so she took the initiative. A blink of her alluring peach blossom eyes sent a jolt through Ye Fan; the glistening liquid at the corner of his mouth was seductive, his pale lips noble and elegant.

His erection yearned for a woman's affection, so he unceremoniously shoved his penis into Wen Changxin's mouth.

"Lick it, lick it..."

Sensing the man's excitement, Wen Changxin tasted Ye Fan's sour stench mixed with her own. She

felt nauseous, or rather, the nausea was making her want to vomit. Food and acid blocked her throat, and the immense humiliation made her want to bite off what was in her mouth and spit it out.

Her fragrant tongue licked around Ye Fan's penis. She dared not vomit; she dared not imagine the consequences—being killed by the enraged Ye Fan, her corpse dripping with his filth?

"So comfortable, madam, why don't you often eat with your husband?"

Ye Fan watched the woman's eating.

"No, this is my first time."

Wen Changxin spat out, extending her fragrant tongue to lick from the base, trying to calm herself. As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Ye Fan's penis was even harder.

"Don't panic, be careful, be careful. As long as I make him feel good, I'll be safe." Wen Changxin no longer cared about age or caste. Her noble body trembled, indignant at being subservient to a lowly person, but the will to survive and the power of honor controlled her nerves.

She took the dirty thing into her mouth, licked it, and pulled it out, as if cleaning Ye Fan of filth. Several strands were cleaned, covered in Wen Changxin's saliva, looking smooth.

The intense pleasure made Ye Fan engorged and turn purple. Wen Changxin, understanding the situation, took it into her mouth and carefully caressed it. Her pitiful, charming demeanor, combined with her alluring face, made Ye Fan unable to resist embracing her from behind and shamelessly thrusting inside.

Holding her breath and unable to make a sound, Wen Changxin could only look at Ye Fan with pleading eyes. But this pleading only fueled his burning desire to conquer. With her throat constricted, Wen Changxin felt dizzy from lack of oxygen.

"Beep beep..." Just as Ye Fan was lost in his own world, torturing the proud and beautiful woman, the phone call broke the silence. Ye Fan pulled away, the semen dripping onto the ground. The liberated Wen Changxin gasped for air, her eyes filled with horror.

Ye Fan looked at the phone he had placed far away to record the call. The caller ID showed: Husband. "Your husband's on the phone,"

Ye Fan said. He answered the phone and placed it on Wen Changxin's shoulder. Wen Changxin shrugged her shoulders, tilting her head to the side to cover the phone, looking at Ye Fan with resentment.

"Hello, husband, what's up?"

After calming her breathing, Wen Changxin's tone towards her husband, Wang Zheng, became cold, completely lacking the previous coquettishness.

Ye Fan stood upright, watching Wen Changxin's icy expression as she talked to her husband on the phone. He went to take off her clothes. Underneath her sweater was an undershirt. He was a little disappointed that he couldn't touch her breasts, but he quickly found a new idea.

Originally, Wen Changxin's calves were pressed together, the squeezed flesh creating a fleshy curve.

Ye Fan lifted her up and thrust into her curves. The silky texture, the smooth touch, the pressure of her fleshy thighs—it all excited him.

Wen Changxin, her long legs lifted, remained expressionless.

"Go back, in a bit. I have something to do."

"Where am I? I'm at school."

"..."

Wen Changxin, who had wanted to hang up immediately, remembered the discomfort in her throat and patiently chatted with her husband.

Ye Fan, watching the serious Wen Changxin, trembled with excitement. He deliberately patted her fleshy thighs, making a slapping sound.

"What's that sound? I don't know... it seems to be coming from the teaching building." Wen Changxin looked at Ye Fan pleadingly.

Ye Fan smiled and focused on lifting her thighs. Wen Changxin cooperated by twisting up and down, her soft thighs pressing against his hard thighs, begging Ye Fan not to interfere.

Poor Wang Zheng, unaware that his proud wife's womb was now filled with Ye Fan's, and even less aware that his wife's swaying was just to provoke him into releasing his base desires.

"..."

Ye Fan pulled out and shoved it into Wen Changxin's warm, wet mouth, ejaculating.

"Wife, what's wrong? No signal? What are you drinking?" Swallowing the foul-smelling liquid, Wen Changxin felt humiliated by her husband's shouts, cautiously making strange noises.

"Cough cough, I drank some milk, and I choked a little."

A drop of liquid from Wen Changxin's lips landed on the phone, her delicate posture and noble, indifferent temperament blending harmoniously, her expression still trying to conceal the truth.

"Oh, is that so? Never mind, I'll hang up..."

Without questioning the order of events, Wang Zheng would never have dreamed that his wife would be raped at school.

"Clang."

The phone fell to the ground from her shoulder after the call ended. Wen Changxin tasted the foul flavor in her mouth, driving her mad, her shattered self-esteem crushed to powder.

Ye Fan looked at the phone and said regretfully, "It seems the recording from earlier is gone." "We'll have to record it again."

Ye Fan's eyes gleamed with lust.

"How could this be? He's still not done after two times?"

Terrified, Wen Changxin stared in disbelief at his still erect penis.

"Where should we play?"

The doctor scrutinized Wen Changxin, offering his critique, finding everything about her excellent.

...

[The End]

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