[A Series of Reports on a Humiliating Life: The Lady of the Red Chamber] (End) Author: ColaDuke

Author: coladuke
Word Count: 81828

Chapter 1 Customs Supervision and Clearance Department

Xiao Zhuang was leisurely drinking tea and reading the newspaper, enjoying the sweltering afternoon
sun of X City in his comfortable air-conditioned office.

"Xiao Zhuang, Director Wu is looking for you."

"Damn! What's the big deal?" Xiao Zhuang, relying on his father's status as a retired senior cadre of the General Administration of Customs' Inspection Department,
was placed in X City Customs right after graduating from university.

Xiao Zhuang considered himself just going through the motions in the Supervision and Clearance Department. He had been there for more than half a year and hadn't been assigned any formal
tasks. He didn't know why Director Wu would suddenly think of him today.

As soon as Xiao Zhuang entered his office, Director Wu greeted him warmly: "Xiao Zhuang, how is your father's health?"

"Thanks to you, he's been exercising and maintaining his health all day long. His health is probably better than mine."

"Yes, it's a real loss for the country that Old Zhuang retired so early. All of us supervisors at X City Customs
are relying on your father's connections in the central government to look after us."

Xiao Zhuang held his head high, exuding an air of self-worth.

Director Wu handed a cigarette to Xiao Zhuang: "I plan to
transfer to you."

Xiao Zhuang was so excited he almost rushed up to hug and kiss Director Wu.

This was a super lucrative position in the department. Previously, all the business related to Zhenyuan Group had been
monopolized by the customs chief's nephew, Old Chen. Xiao Zhuang knew that Old Chen and Director Wu had recently been at odds, and Director Wu was deliberately trying to win him over
to deal with Old Chen.

Zhenyuan Group's profits were not only the highest in X City, but probably unmatched nationwide. With his father as a
backer, Xiao Zhuang wasn't afraid of the customs chief's nephew.

Especially the Red House, where Zhenyuan Group entertained "relatives and friends," was infamous. Xiao Zhuang had long yearned
to go .

Chapter Two: The Red House.

General Manager Zhou, responsible for Zhenyuan Group's public relations, was a still-charming lady. She personally picked up Xiao
Zhuang from customs and drove straight to Zhenyuan Group's factory in the center of X City. Signing a document in the office completed
the deregulation of the duty-free imported goods.

Leaving the Zhenyuan Group factory, after crossing a few intersections, the Mercedes stopped in front of a seven-story brick-red
building .

Xiao Zhuang knew this was the famous "Red Mansion" in X City.

President Zhou warmly welcomed Xiao Zhuang into the Red Mansion. The grand

lobby was decorated in a magnificent, gilded style. Before he could even examine the decor closely,
a receptionist, at least 1.75 meters tall, approached him. She warmly nestled beside him, generously taking his arm
and asking, "This boss looks unfamiliar. May I ask your surname?"

"No need for formalities, my surname is Zhuang."

"So you're Mr. Zhuang."

She said, helping Xiao Zhuang upstairs.

This was quite something, because the woman's low-cut evening dress had a rounded neckline that plunged to her nipples.
Plus she was half a head taller than Xiao Zhuang, so when he looked down, he could only see two mounds of flesh swaying. Before even reaching the second-floor
private room, Xiao Zhuang was already dizzy. He

wasn't fully recovered even after being seated in the private room.

"Since it's your first time here, Mr. Zhuang, will Yingying serve you?"

"What? You're getting all horny just from seeing a handsome guy?" Mr. Zhou smiled mysteriously at Xiao Zhuang. "I've already arranged
something for you, Xiao Zhuang. A lady who will guarantee you 100% satisfaction."

The girl named Yingying pouted coquettishly and said, "Our Mr. Zhuang likes fat, thin, tall, and short girls.
You didn't even ask, Sister Zhou, yet you're so sure he'll be 100% satisfied?" Mr.

Zhou smiled confidently. "I have absolute confidence in the person I've chosen. I just don't know
what kind of style you prefer, Xiao Zhuang."

What kind of style? Xiao Zhuang couldn't answer that, so he could only vaguely reply, "Mr. Zhou, you can arrange it."

"You young people all prefer Western style. How about I arrange a Roman female slave for you?"

A Roman female slave? Xiao Zhuang's blood rushed to his head at the mention of that. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "Whatever."

Mr. Zhou pressed the call button. A moment later, someone pushed the door open and came in.

The girl who entered was a completely different type of girl from the alluring receptionist beside her. Petite
, barely over 1.5 meters tall, with a sweet face and a shy
expression . Only her messy hair, seemingly casually coiled with a gold chain,
gave her a slightly wild look.

The clothing a Roman female slave could afford was pitifully simple: a sleeveless black silk robe that exposed her right shoulder,
and the black vest was so short it barely covered her groin. The little girl had to tightly grip the hem with her small hands
, protecting her private parts and daring not to move, which only accentuated her pitiful and endearing appearance.

Her wrists were handcuffed with black leather cuffs, confirming her status as a Roman female slave. The gold chain between the handcuffs dangled
between her snow-white thighs, adding to the lewd atmosphere.

Yingying shrieked and teased, "Sister Zhou! This is Master Zhuang's first time here, and you're sending him a little girl? Aren't you afraid
he'll mistake our Red Mansion for a place of vegetarianism and chanting Buddhist prayers?"

"Haha... The ladies of the Red Mansion are whatever the guests like." Manager Zhou ordered,
"Xiao Xuan, come over and greet the master who bought you as his slave tonight! Let him see your seductive
side ."

The girl called Xiao Xuan timidly replied, "Yes." She

obediently walked up to Xiao Zhuang, still shyly lowering her head, but to Xiao Zhuang's surprise, she immediately
pulled the front edge of her vest up to shoulder height, and then greeted Xiao Zhuang in a trembling voice, "Master..."

The little girl's upper body was covered by the front of a pure black vest, and her feet were also covered by pure black ankle boots, which made
the snow-white skin exposed in front of the "master" look dazzlingly white.

Dazzling as it was, Xiao Zhuang still stared intently at the little girl's important parts.

Between the vest and boots, there was only a thin chain, the same color and texture as the gold chain in her hair, tightly
binding the little girl's thin, almost sickly waist.

Five or six thin, tassel-like gold strands hung from the chain around her waist at her navel, used to conceal her most
private parts. However, its concealing effect was far less than its provocative one.

Sparse, fine pubic hair, curled behind the metal tassels, was clearly visible, but whether due to
careful trimming or natural sparseness, it was only noticeable in a small inverted triangle area at the very bottom of her abdomen.

At the base of her thighs, a very thin, vertical black line ran, like that of an undeveloped girl, even the outer...
The shape of her labia was not even visible.

The little girl asked Xiao Zhuang shyly in a timid, soft voice, "Master...
can put it down now?"

The big-breasted lady named Yingying deliberately teased this tender junior: "You have to ask your master first: are
you satisfied with your body? Do you want to check your breasts and pussy!"

How could such a shameful thing be said by a little girl who didn't even dare to look men in the eye? Helplessly, she looked up at
President Zhou for help.

General Manager Zhou, feigning a stern face, reprimanded, "Although Xiao Xuan has only been officially on the job for two weeks,
have you wasted two or three months of pre-job training?"

Hearing that this girl named Xiao Xuan was still a newcomer, Xiao Zhuang's lust was aroused. He deliberately stretched out his ten
fingers , "Little sister, you've only been working for two weeks? Your breasts and cunt have probably only been examined by ten men at most."

"No...no..." Xiao Xuan argued, her voice almost breaking with tears, "I haven't..."

Xiao Zhuang stared at the little girl who finally looked directly at him, and exclaimed in surprise, "Huang Qiongxuan..."

"Zhuang..."

For Xiao Xuan, whose real name was Huang Qiongxuan, ever since she reluctantly became a "Miss of the Red Chamber," her biggest fear was
running into acquaintances. Because of this, she had nightmares every night, constantly dreaming of being naked in the Red Chamber, bumping into her
male relatives, friends, and teachers. But she never expected that this nightmare would appear in reality so quickly.

For Xiao Zhuang, he often fantasized about his favorite movie star or a haughty female
classmate over falling into prostitution, waiting for his favor. However, he never imagined he'd encounter Huang Qiongxuan in a brothel.
It wasn't that he wasn't sexually interested in Huang Qiongxuan, but rather that he simply couldn't believe the pure, innocent, and adorable
Huang Qiongxuan would be associated with any such place.

President Zhou feigned surprise, saying, "So you two are acquaintances! Xiaoxuan, you'd better put in extra effort to treat our esteemed guests well!"

Huang Qiongxuan was like a wooden doll, completely at a loss, her fingers gripping the hem of her clothes until they turned white, but she dared not let go,
only the tears in her large eyes trembling.

Xiao Zhuang, however, was quite courteous, patting the sofa beside him: "Please sit down, I didn't expect
to run into an acquaintance on my first visit to the Red Mansion."

Huang Qiongxuan glanced at President Zhou, her voice trembling: "Here, Xiaoxuan is merely Master's...slave..."

Xiaoxuan took a deep breath, then knelt upright before Xiao Zhuang, speaking in a voice barely audible: "Let
this slave help Master change his clothes first."

This left Xiao Zhuang flustered, unsure of what to do.

President Zhou nodded, indicating his approval of Xiaoxuan's performance: "Xiao Zhuang, why don't you change into some comfortable clothes first,
and then let Yingying help you take a shower, okay?"

The tall, voluptuous beauty pleaded: "Master Zhuang probably doesn't like being served."

"No...no..." Xiao Zhuang waved his hands repeatedly, embarrassed, but immediately revealed
his playboy nature: "It's my honor to have the opportunity to bathe with Sister Yingying. I should be the one serving the beauty
during her bath."

Yingying smiled brightly: "Then I'll go prepare first." She glanced at
Xiao Xuan , and said with a silvery laugh: "Master Zhuang, you should catch up with your childhood sweetheart first."

President Zhou also stood up and said: "Xiao Zhuang, just treat this place as your own home and have fun." Before pulling
Yingying out the door, he turned back and said ambiguously: "You are the master here. These female slaves are at your beck and call. Please
enjoy yourselves and don't be shy."

The room fell silent again, as if everyone was thinking about how to change the interaction mode from that of classmates to that of
master and female slaves.

Xiao Zhuang broke the silence first: "I thought you'd been working in the international trade department of Zhenyuan Group..."

"Well, anyway, we're all employees of Zhenyuan Group..."

Huang Qiongxuan had never imagined that kneeling down to explain her current situation to a college classmate in such a humble posture would bring such heart-wrenching
shame. Especially when she thought about how back on campus, if she just beckoned with her finger, Xiao Zhuang would immediately
kneel at her feet...

Huang Qiongxuan knew that if she talked about personal matters again, she would definitely lose control.

Gritting his teeth, he said in a mechanical tone, "Let... the female slave help... the master change his clothes first."

"No need for that..."

"Is this your first time at the Red House?"

"Yes, I've heard so much about it. I never imagined I'd be invited to the Red House."

"The Red House is a private guesthouse, only for the group's VIPs, unlike nightclubs open to the public..."

"Yes, everyone says it's... a man's paradise! But because it's so difficult for ordinary people to see inside,
it even more mysterious."

"I heard you went to work at customs right after graduation. I guess it's because you're currently handling
import and export that President Zhou..." Xiao Xuan thought, "Why are we bringing up old things again?" "What I was going to say was:
President Zhou hopes that every VIP can relax and have fun at the Red House, so he's arranged for everyone to change out of these
restrictive clothes first."

As for preventing people with ulterior motives from secretly recording or taking photos, that's not something he can explain to the guests.

Huang Qiongxuan, still kneeling upright before Xiao Zhuang, sat down on her tightly pressed calves and ankles and
began to remove Xiao Zhuang's shoes and socks.

To conceal her unease, Huang Qiongxuan rambled on, explaining the layout of the Red Mansion to Xiao Zhuang: "The first floor
is the lobby, the second floor has private reception rooms, the third floor has a sauna, the fourth floor has a small theater for watching performances, and the fifth floor
has a restaurant area with Chinese, Japanese, and Western restaurants, which can accommodate guests from all over the world."

"Oh? There are foreigners here?"

"Yes, just some foreign friends who do business with the group." As Huang Qiongxuan spoke, she awkwardly
reached for Xiao Zhuang's belt.

Xiao Zhuang instinctively dodged. This slight movement only served to further imply to Huang Qiongxuan:
how could she be so casual as to casually undo a man's belt? It also left Huang Qiongxuan's hand frozen in mid-air,
at a loss .

Xiao Zhuang wasn't unfamiliar with prostitutes; on the contrary, he had
a slight reputation in the city's entertainment districts thanks to his powerful connections, youth, and handsome looks.

However, when it came to playing these erotic
games even this seasoned playboy couldn't bring himself to do it.

"I can do it myself," Xiao Zhuang said, unbuckling his belt before froze, unable to muster the courage to
take his pants off in front of Huang Qiongxuan.

Huang Qiongxuan, however, felt that standing there awkwardly would only make her more embarrassed. She reached out and grabbed his waistband, pulling
down his underwear as well.

His already erect penis, like a spear, pointed directly at Huang Qiongxuan's face, which was as red as Guan Yu's.

Once they were exposed, Xiao Zhuang relaxed, grabbing Xiaoxuan's hands and teasing the shy, pretty
classmate: "I've been looking forward to this day ever since we registered as freshmen at X City University more than four years ago."

Huang Qiongxuan could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face: "You...
you...you're all perverts."

Xiao Zhuang bent down and put his arm around her waist, carrying her to the sofa: "A beautiful lady is sought after by gentlemen. How could you be
a pervert?"

Huang Qiongxuan had no mood to argue with him, especially since, after the tugging, her most private
parts were exposed again from under her extremely short black tank top.

Huang Qiongxuan broke free from Xiao Zhuang's grasp, using the excuse of retrieving a short bathrobe from the closet to slip away.

She spread the bathrobe wide open, blocking Xiao Zhuang's gaze, and used the seductive voice she had been practicing for the past two or
three months : "Master, please change into the bathrobe first, go upstairs and...wash your body...clean up,
then we can play the game of female slave and male master, okay?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhuang's already throbbing penis swelled even more.

He quickly stripped naked, donned the bathrobe, and looked suggestively at
the gold : "I...I...I'll go wash myself right away..."

Xiao Xuan, head bowed, led the dressed Xiao Zhuang up to the sauna on the third floor.

Xiao Zhuang deliberately lagged behind Xiao Xuan by three or four steps, his gaze fixed on her bare buttocks and
snow-white thighs, feeling his penis, now completely exposed outside the short bathrobe, almost explode.

Chapter Three: The Sauna Room at the Red Mansion.

Xiao Xuan pushed open the door to the sauna room for Xiao Zhuang, murmuring, "I'll wait for my master downstairs." She then ran off as if her life
depended on .

The beauty waiting to "serve" Xiao Zhuang in the room was actually much more glamorous and sexy than Xiao Xuan.

Especially after changing out of her evening gown and into a two-piece sports vest and shorts,
Yingying not only showcased her healthy vitality but also revealed her curvaceous figure even more clearly.

"Master Zhuang!" Yingying came up to him with a charming allure and took his arm, her enthusiasm and clenched fists a world apart from the
shy Xiao Xuan.

Her soft, large breasts pressed against Xiao Zhuang's shoulder, making him feel like his bones were melting.

"Master Zhuang, shall we take a shower first?"

Xiao Zhuang felt that with Xiao Xuan gone, the atmosphere became incredibly relaxed, and he felt like he was back to his brothel-going mood.

Reaching out, she hugged Xiao Zhuang's slender waist, exposed between his sports vest and shorts: "Sister, stop calling me 'Master Zhuang,'
I'll do whatever you say."

Yingying playfully circled Xiao Zhuang's erect penis outside his bathrobe: "Then let me clean this
little brother ."

Not to be outdone, Xiao Zhuang slid his hand to Yingying's shorts, which only covered the top of her buttocks: "Then
I need to wash my butt too, so it'll be easier..."

"Go away, you're so bold, your manhood is in my hands and you still dare to be disobedient."

Yingying deliberately tightened her grip, causing Xiao Zhuang to cry out: "I won't, I won't, little brother will obediently
listen to everything you say."

He said this, but his hands were still roaming all over Yingying's smooth skin.

When they reached the short sports vest that barely covered the lower edge of her breasts,
Xiao Zhuang, holding her melon-like breasts in her hands, exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Sister's breasts are so heavy!"

"Hmph! This vest I'm wearing is made of super elastic fiber fabric. If it weren't for this vest helping to hold them up,
your little hands wouldn't be able to support them."

Xiao Zhuang excitedly shook the melon in her hands: "Wow! At least thirty-eight inches!"

"Ha! You stinky men only have three sizes in your minds: thirty-eight, twenty-four, and thirty-eight.

That's why Sister Zhou made me get augmented to thirty-nine inches, to seduce you stinky men."

Yingying could tell from the change in his eyes that the "fake" breasts made Xiao Zhuang a little nauseous, and she couldn't help but regret her
bluntness.

But after all, she was no longer a novice like Xiao Xuan, and she still calmly and charmingly grabbed Xiao Zhuang's
other hand and placed it on her buttocks: "These are genuine thirty-eight-inch buttocks."

The skin of her buttocks was as smooth as silk.

Xiao Zhuang then noticed that Yingying had taken off the flesh-colored stockings she had paired with her evening gown, yet her skin was smoother
than any synthetic fiber.

Her pure white shorts and high heels made her bronze skin appear even
more radiant .

In the shower, Yingying gracefully pulled her bare feet out of her white high heels. The beautifully shaped
instep full, fleshy toes, when clenched tightly, presented a unique beauty that
almost made Xiao Zhuang's eyes pop out.

Yingying removed Xiao Zhuang's bathrobe, turned on the shower, and teased his sensitive
nerves .

His eyes, which had been comfortably closed, were now fixed on the outline of her breasts visible beneath her completely wet white undershirt,
and he couldn't close them any longer.

"What treasure have you found?" Yingying teased Xiao Zhuang's nose with the tip of her firm nose.

"Your nipples..."

The small mouth, sucking hard on Xiao Zhuang's lips, uttered a teasing word: "Want to kiss them?"

The short vest was violently stripped off, revealing two incredibly huge fleshy bells.

But what attracted the man's attention the most were the silver and shimmering platinum nipple rings that pierced through the large, black pearl-like nipples.

Xiao Zhuang cupped one heavy, soft breast in one hand and hooked the equally heavy nipple ring in the other:
"Doesn't it hurt?"

Yingying said sourly, "To satisfy you stinky men, we poor women are just
like women with bound feet in the past, at your mercy, aren't we?"

Yingying wriggled her upper body, letting her nipple rub against Xiao Zhuang's fingertips: "But wearing nipple rings does make me
quite excited all day."

"Your breasts weren't small before, why did you make them so big?"

"I told you: it's to please men like you who like big boobs!" Yingying tossed her wet
, pretty short hair, spraying water droplets everywhere, and said playfully, "My mom gave me breasts that weren't small either, but
if I didn't have something to beat all the 'females,' how could I amaze you like this?"

"Won't carrying these two behemoths all day affect your daily activities?"

Yingying's hands landed on Xiao Zhuang's penis, leaving the sensitive glans aside. She pulled back the foreskin and
murmured in a seductive voice, "My daily activities are waiting for men to play with me."

With her index finger bent, she lightly traced the glans with her silver-painted nail polish,
making Xiao Zhuang moan softly in pleasure.

Xiao Zhuang glanced at Yingying's private parts. Her pure white shorts were completely soaked and semi-transparent, clearly
showing that her crotch area was entirely black. Xiao Zhuang clicked his tongue in amazement: "You have so much hair. I bet your entire perineum and
labia are covered in hair too."

Yingying gave him a flirtatious wink and whispered in his ear, "Why do you have to guess?"

Having received a formal invitation, Xiao Zhuang didn't stand on ceremony. He immediately pulled her shorts down to her knees. Just as he was about to look down for
a closer look, Yingying grabbed his face and kissed him forcefully.

Xiao Zhuang, in high spirits, launched a counterattack, roughly kissing his silvery-white lips and bright red tongue, his hands
kneading his breasts like dough.

Under Yingying's skillful guidance, the atmosphere grew increasingly heated. When Yingying extended her tongue,
licking , her breasts pressed against his chest, stimulating his nipples with cool nipple rings,
Xiao Zhuang was almost at the peak of arousal.

Of course, this wasn't Xiao Zhuang's first time receiving services from a sauna hostess, but never before had he experienced such intense stimulation: just washing
his upper body almost made him lose control.

But when Yingying's fingernails began to probe the urethral opening and the deep groove behind the glans, which had never been touched before
, Xiao Zhuang truly understood what the peak of arousal felt like.

Yingying, of course, knew perfectly well what kind of reaction her flirting techniques would elicit in a man.

Realizing Xiao Zhuang was about to explode, Yingying broke free from the shorts wrapped around her knees, wrapped her arms
around his neck, and jumped onto him, letting his erect penis press against her vulva.

Yingying exaggeratedly spread her legs wide in a "V" shape, using her toes to brace against the wall behind Xiao Zhuang, letting
the juncture of his glans and labia bear her entire weight.

Xiao Zhuang, whether afraid his penis would break or that the beauty clinging to him would fall,
tightly cupped her buttocks at the bottom of her folded body.

However, Xiao Zhuang's hands couldn't stop him, nor did he want to; his penis, lubricated by the overflowing vaginal fluid, penetrated to the very bottom of
her vagina .

Xiao Zhuang had been with hundreds, if not dozens, of women, but he had never tried this special sexual position before. With
Yingying skillfully tilting her lower abdomen and pubic bone to match the angle of Xiao Zhuang's erect penis, his penis
penetrated to an unprecedented depth into the woman's body.

The downside of this position is that unless the man has exceptionally strong waist strength, it's difficult to fully enjoy thrusting. But today, Xiao Zhuang
didn't need to thrust at all, because he went all the way in and ejaculated as soon as Yingying's vaginal opening

rubbed against him. Xiao Zhuang blushed with embarrassment and defended himself, "The Red Mansion truly is a man's paradise. I've never
been so quickly disarmed by a woman before."

Of course, the Red Mansion ladies wouldn't dare to ridicule their VIP, nor would they dare to use any body language to hurt their guest's self-esteem.

Yingying, disregarding the
semen , used her tongue to carefully sweep over Xiao Zhuang's entire body, starting from his forehead. She even meticulously licked his anus and between his toes
.

While doing this, she also mumbled incoherently how pleasurable it was for him to penetrate her.

Listening to Xiao Zhuang, he almost thought he was the strongest man Yingying had ever met, and even his recently ejaculated
penis confidently began to awaken again in her mouth.

"Let me serve Yingying for a bit."

Yingying spat out the testicles from her mouth, pretending to be a shy newlywed wife. She hooked Xiao
Zhuang's hand with her little finger and led him to a short platform that reached her chest. She nimbly jumped up and lay down on her back.

Since the platform was only half the length of her upper body, her plump buttocks could only dangle over the edge of the platform.

Xiao Zhuang flicked her high, firm breasts: "Your skin is so beautifully tanned, so even, and how come
there aren't even any marks from your swimsuit? Were you naked...?"

"Yeah, when I was in college, in the summer, my roommate and I would go
swimming and sunbathing at the American Chamber of Commerce's beach club in Dalian every day. Everyone there was enjoying the sunshine to the fullest," Yingying
stretched out a snow-white sole of her foot in front of him: "Only this part didn't get any sun."

Xiao Zhuang grabbed her outstretched left foot and started licking it: "That's why this part wasn't spied on by the Japanese."

"Hmph! Lots of people admire it. My French boyfriend in my junior year loved licking people's
feet . He even needed to suck on my big toe every night to fall asleep."

"My God! French men too? How many 'boyfriends' have you had? How many countries' dicks have you been fucked by
?"

"I was very conservative in college, I only slept with one regular male partner. And I only
dated men from Germany, America, and France... Oh, and a White Russian guy, he was really rough."

"My God! You call that conservative?" "

Compared to the 'well-connected' people in the Red Mansion now, I was practically a virgin back then."

Anyway, everyone was just playing along, so Xiao Zhuang wasn't jealous. Instead, she was quite interested: "Yingying, which
country 's penis do you like the most?"

Yingying raised her strong right leg, which had been hanging off the counter, high in the air and pointed to
the words tattooed on her thigh with bright red paint.

Xiao Zhuang leaned closer and read, "Chen Ying loves xxx's foreign dicks." "So your real name is Chen Ying. What are these words
after …?"

"It's German."

"So you love German sausage-like dicks?"

Yingying said nostalgically, "He was a master of SM and a tattoo artist. He
tattooed this circle of words himself…"

Xiao Zhuang noticed three eagles tattooed on her calf above her ankle. "Is that his work too?"

"No, this is the seaside club at the American Chamber of Commerce that I just told you about," Yingying said with a mixture of anticipation
and fear. "That time, all the American men in Dalian gathered for a bachelor party
to celebrate their Chamber of Commerce president leaving the ranks of bachelors."

"Aren't those parties only for men?"

"Yes," Yingying said proudly, pointing to her nose, "but the real star was the one who was going to give…"
"A gift from the president to celebrate ending my bachelorhood."

"Wow! If someone gave me you as a gift to celebrate ending my bachelorhood, I'd immediately change
my bride choice."

"Come on, they're not as selfish as you. Foreigners like to share the fun."

"So..."

Yingying wiggled the three soaring eagles on her ankle, "They took turns enjoying
the gift in groups of three."

The fact that she could sleep with every foreign man in the city in one night left Xiao Zhuang speechless with astonishment
, yet he felt an even deeper fascination with her body, unable to resist sucking on
the eagle .

"You and my foot-fetish French husband are just like each other, always kissing other people's feet. Look!
This that he forced me to get." Yingying affectionately showed off
the blue mermaid tattoo on her instep, which looked like it was constantly slapping and caressing her foot with its tail.

"That day I decided to break up with him. He said he hoped my feet would turn into mermaid tails, so that no other man
would have the chance to share them."

Xiao Zhuang tightly gripped her plump soles, feigning relief: "Luckily, that cruel Frenchman's
curse didn't come true, otherwise these national treasures would have been lost to the Chinese people!"

Xiao Zhuang carefully examined her square toes, painted with
silver , giving them a bewitching allure that blended purity and lewdness.

Xiao Zhuang stared at Yingying's soles: the plump, snow-white skin below her big toe was marred
by an ugly black skull tattoo.

"A mermaid tattoo would be quite beautiful, why get such a scary skull tattoo? If we were having sex and I
was about to go to heaven, wouldn't seeing this make me impotent and send me plummeting to hell?"

Yingying suddenly turned gloomy and replied unhappily, "I don't want to talk about this unpleasant thing."

She stretched her legs behind Xiaozhuang, wrapped them around his waist, and pulled him to the front of his large buttocks hanging outside the platform.

Xiaozhuang suddenly exclaimed as if he had discovered some magical treasure, "This...this is a clitoral ring?"

"Yes."

Xiaozhuang held a silver clitoral ring hanging on his labia minora in each hand, "I've seen
pictures of Western women wearing clitoral rings online, but I've never actually seen one on a person."

The labia minora, which were originally buried deep inside, were pulled out from between the thick labia majora, and
a clear round hole was made in the pink flesh, with a ring about three centimeters in diameter fitted on it.

Like a child discovering a new toy, Xiao Zhuang curiously examined the gleaming silver rings. "Why doesn't it have an opening like
an earring ? How do you take it off?"

Yingying roared, "President Zhou wants it so it can't be taken off, so everyone can have their fill..." Just

when they were getting into the conversation, Yingying suddenly erupted again, leaving Xiao Zhuang stunned and
at a loss .

Yingying realized her outburst and lowered her voice, sighing, "This is different from the ones others wear. Once it's set,
it can't be opened, and it's made of a very hard material; you can't cut it with scissors."

"So you have to wear it for a lifetime?"

Yingying comforted herself with a low, self-deprecating laugh. "That's fine too, so every man I sleep with can enjoy
the service of a genital ring, no extra charge... How was it? Did you have a good time just now?" Xiao Zhuang was a little embarrassed. He had indeed had a great time, but he was so eager to release that he hadn't even noticed the two metal rings

on his labia that were actually enhancing his sexual pleasure. "...Men enjoy it, and you enjoy it too..." "Enjoy it my foot!" Yingying snapped again, "Try rubbing your glans with an iron bar and see what happens!" Tears welled up in her eyes as she spoke. Xiao Zhuang hadn't expected to upset Yingying so much. He released the genital ring from his hand, gently hugged Yingying's plump buttocks tried to soothe her: "It must have hurt a lot to have a hole drilled in such a sensitive area, right?" "It hurts! It hurts like hell! Even your tugging and pulling hurts me terribly, so you can imagine how painful it must have been when it was being installed!" "Then why did you have to..." Xiao Zhuang was about to ask: If you're afraid of pain, why did you have to get a genital ring? But he stopped halfway through, afraid of upsetting her. "Let's not talk about these unhappy things!" Yingying adjusted her mood, flipped off the table, and dutifully resumed playing the role of a playmate: "Come on! Let's do something fun." She pulled Xiaozhuang to two strange chairs placed by the bathtub: "These are ' love chairs' that President Zhou smuggled in from overseas using his connections at Zhenyuan Group." "Love chairs?" "They're chairs that allow people to have sex effortlessly, and you can assume dozens of positions that most people wouldn't even think ." Yingying began to tease Xiaozhuang with her hands, one above the other: "What position do you like?" Xiaozhuang returned the favor by touching her large breasts with one hand and her plump buttocks with the other: "I want to use the position that best showcases your fit body." "No problem." Yingying deliberately twisted her body, making her breasts and buttocks sway, which made Xiaozhuang's little brother, who had just ejaculated, wake up again. Yingying pushed the dazed Xiaozhuang to sit on the lower chair, while she herself sat on the higher one reclining at a 30-degree angle. "How can we 'make love' from this distance?" Yingying playfully said, lifting her feet to clamp Xiaozhuang's penis between them. "It has to be as hard as it was before my little pussy will allow it to come over for 'making love'." But for a foot fetishist, this action alone was enough to revive a dead snake. Especially when it came to Yingying, a seasoned foot fetishist. Her two fleshy feet, warm and cozy, clamped around his penis, keeping it warm. The soft, yielding sensation of her soles pressing against the glans was even better than licking it with her tongue; her skillfully trained toes, pressing and squeezing, were more pleasurable than masturbating . When her sexy feet made Xiaozhuang's penis throb with excitement, they playfully patted the glans like a little ball. He even smeared the semen squeezed from his glans onto his feet, playing with the stringy strands. "Do you like my feet?" "Oh...it's amazing! They're plump but not bulky, every toe is perfectly square and flawless, even the little toe is straight and fleshy, truly a masterpiece." Praised, his beautiful feet moved to Xiao Zhuang's crotch, rubbing Xiao Zhuang's sensitive inner thigh.

"Oh...oh...your tanned, toned instep, paired with your pure, snow-white soles, the contrast...
oh...it's so sexy."

The other foot, not yet praised, wasn't to be outdone, its toes, as nimble as fingers,
deftly peeling back the foreskin from the glans. Then, five small, round toes, like five mischievous little girls
, danced a provocative, erotic dance against Xiao Zhuang's pubic bone.

To make matters worse for Xiao Zhuang: the big-footed woman's rough, calloused heel rubbed against the sensitive ridge of his glans
.

Xiao Zhuang had never experienced such pleasurable footjob. Because feet as beautiful as Yingying's were
rare enough to make Xiao Zhuang willing to give his penis to her "feet," and the footwork skills of these women were
worlds apart from Yingying's.

Seeing that "Quick Gun" seemed to be losing steam again, Yingying quickly stopped the overly stimulating movements. Her left foot slid down the chair cushion
to below his testicles, her plump toes swaying up and down, teasing his balls and occasionally thrusting
forward , stimulating his sensitive perineum with her brightly painted silver-white toenails.

Her right foot was raised in front of his face, five playful girls twirling and twisting, giving him visual pleasure,
their soles tracing his nose, teasing him with their scent.

Xiao Zhuang reciprocated by sticking out his tongue, stroking the heel that had just served his glans.

Seeing Xiao Zhuang staring lecherously at her snow-white soles, Yingying said provocatively, "Didn't you just
say that seeing my skull tattoo would make you impotent? You still dare to stare at it like that?"

"Now I know: you're afraid men can't resist the teasing of your little feet and will all ejaculate prematurely, so you use it
to cool them down."

"Smooth talker!"

But Yingying seemed to suddenly become depressed at the mention of the skull tattoo. After a moment of silence, she began
to speak in a low voice, revealing her innermost thoughts: "Did you notice the two words hidden in the skull tattoo? It's a person's
name. I tattooed it on the sole of my foot so I could trample him, crush him, for the rest of my life."

"Is it a man?" Blinded by lust, Xiao Zhuang couldn't actually see the words; his
eyes were only drawn to the bouncy, sexy sole beneath the tattoo. "He's so lucky to be stuck with your beautiful feet for the rest of his life ." "Ouch!" Xiao Zhuang suddenly screamed. It was because Yingying had kicked him hard in the chest; the force was clearly not feigned, but genuine anger. Luckily, she hadn't kicked his engorged penis, or it would have been fatal. "Murdering my husband!" the victim wailed. "I wish I could kick him to death!" Yingying said indignantly. "If it weren't for him, I would probably be ." Xiao Zhuang didn't dare to answer rashly, pretending to be forgiving, and gently lifted her strong calf , continuing to caress her jade foot, which was kicking his chest and making it ache, with the tip of his tongue. Yingying recalled in a low and resentful voice, "I was only in fifth grade, and he was the PE teacher. He said I had a lot and that he would train me well." "He trained me muscle by muscle," Yingying said through gritted teeth. Yingying twitched her little toe in Xiaozhuang's mouth: "He started with your favorite little toe, not missing a single pore on my body... not even sparing my hymen." Yingying told her story with deep hatred: "For those two years, he made me swim in his bed more than I swam in a pool. When I left him and went to middle school, I realized: he really trained me well, trained me to the point that I couldn't live a day without a man." Xiaozhuang's hand slid down the leg he was holding in mid-air to the inner thigh, and he said awkwardly: "Knowing how to enjoy life isn't all bad..." "From middle school to university, the men around me changed one after another. In front of me, everyone said I was a modern woman, and those who dared to joke about me said I was a flirt; but behind my back, everyone called me a slut..." Yingying looked at Xiaozhuang with a hazy gaze and asked: "Do you also think that we prostitutes are all lewd?" "Damn, is this a flirting technique?" Stunned by the question, Xiao Zhuang thought, "If a woman like you, with breast implants , tattoos, nipple rings, and genital piercings, isn't considered cheap, then what is?" Xiao Zhuang smiled bitterly: It's just that such cheap women can attract men. He muttered nonsense: "Life is short, so enjoy it while you can! Being a brothel lady is a legitimate profession, you can enjoy yourself and make money at the same time." When it came to making money, Yingying seemed to get more excited: "Yeah, it's all about making money. What I earn is what my college classmates who work nine-to-five earn in ten or half a month, and what I earn in a month is what they earn in a year; they have to work for twenty or thirty years, working until they're seventy or eighty before they can retire, but I can work for three years and then enjoy my life..." "Speaking of enjoying life, your little brother doesn't seem to be affected at all by our boring !" Yingying stretched out her right leg to tease his penis again, but pulled her left leg back and lightly tapped her vulva with her heel, giggling: "Want to 'enjoy life while you can't' it?" "Huh?" Xiao Zhuang had been wanting to for a while and was eager to get up from the chair, but Yingying stretched out her legs and pressed them against his chest , preventing him from getting up. Yingying rubbed her feet against Xiao Zhuang's nipples: "This is a 'love chair'! Just sit here and enjoy it." Yingying flicked the lever next to the chair, and the two chairs automatically moved closer together. Xiao Zhuang had been curious about the leather chair Yingying was sitting on. Why was the seat only made into a small, narrow "U" shape? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable? Now he understood its ingenious purpose: the "U" shaped cushion only supported the smallest area of the buttocks and thighs, leaving the vulva and anus exposed to the air. Xiao Zhuang's penis was like a Western knight's raised lance, pointing directly at Yingying's perineum between her labia and anus. "My little hole is so itchy, let the little sister play with the little brother first, okay?" Wasn't that a blatant invitation for the little brother to play with the little chrysanthemum later? Xiao Zhuang had never encountered a woman actively inviting him to play with her anus, and even when he tried to touch it, every woman would desperately dodge. He had been with many women, but he had never had the chance to play with the anus. Once, he spent a lot of money to persuade a dancer, but when it came time to actually get down to business, she said she hadn't washed her anus and would do it another time, and then he could never find . There were also a few times when he got drunk and tried to force himself on his girlfriends, but he just couldn't get in no matter what he did.

Seeing Xiao Zhuang's drooling, pig-like appearance, Yingying cursed inwardly: all men are the same.

Biting her lip, she put on an extremely lewd expression: "But my back is itchy too..."

Xiao Zhuang interrupted, "Then let my little brother scratch your little chrysanthemum first!"

Yingying then fiddled with the control lever, adjusting the distance and height so that the glans was accurately pressed against the opening of her anus.

Xiao Zhuang suddenly thought of something: "Don't we need to use a condom?"

Yingying, who was about to endure the pain of being penetrated by a man in order to serve the customer, retorted sarcastically, "
Are you disgusted by my anus? Or are you afraid I have a disease?"

Xiao Zhuang was also a little embarrassed and explained timidly, "Of course, men all want to do it for real
, but don't the ladies not welcome little brothers without condoms?"

"President Zhou doesn't allow the ladies of the Red Mansion to spoil the customers' fun, unless the man wants to use one of those long-spiked condoms to mess with the ladies,
otherwise the ladies of the Red Mansion provide their esteemed guests with genuine, skin-to-skin services." Yingying pouted and said angrily,
"We ladies have to have our blood checked every day. Only we are harmed by customers with diseases. Your lives
are more valuable. We ladies wouldn't dare let you suffer any losses."

Xiao Zhuang was really a little overwhelmed by this beautiful woman with a very sunny and bright appearance, but whose emotions fluctuated so much.

However, Yingying realized she had offended the customer again. If she really made Xiao Zhuang lose all interest in sex, and President Zhou
blamed her, she would definitely suffer a beating. Yingying quickly placed her legs on the two pads on the outside of the woman's waist on

the sex chair, which were specially designed for women to assume the most shameful "M" position. Then she started exercising the sphincter muscles around her anus. She even used the folds of her anus to rub against the sensitive glans that was pressing against her anus , making Xiao Zhuang's desire surge to the top of his head again. "Oh...hurry up..." Yingying moaned dramatically, "I've already washed my asshole clean and am waiting for you to fuck it!" Xiao Zhuang could tell that Yingying didn't dare offend him, so he teased her without restraint, "You slut, so not only can't your pussy go a day without a penis, but you also wash your asshole clean every day to receive customers?" "It's Mr. Zhou's rule. Unless the customer specifically requests an enema, we all have to wash our assholes clean...so as not to spoil the customer 's fun." Yingying said aggrievedly, "And the asshole isn't as easy for you noble customers to enter as the vagina. Mr. Zhou also stipulates that we have to use a small dildo to penetrate for an hour before work every day to loosen the muscles around the asshole, so it's easier to have anal sex with customers." "Is my penis considered small?" Xiao Zhuang was quite confident in his size and deliberately teased Yingying , "You're only using a small dildo to loosen your asshole today, is that enough?" "Once a woman's on the sex chair, she can't stop anyway, so she'll swallow even an elephant's penis." Just as Xiao Zhuang was about to investigate, Yingying pressed the control lever, letting him know her meaning. Xiao Zhuang's comfortable chair began to move forward and upward slowly, following the angle of the penis, while Yingying's reclining chair adjusted its angle slightly to match the rectum, facilitating entry. With Yingying's "Oh!", Xiao Zhuang's large penis easily penetrated her anus. Xiao Zhuang leaned back easily, letting the machine push him deep into the woman's narrow rectum without effort. Not only was it pleasurable and effortless, but even more enjoyable was the machine's very slow pace, allowing the man to fully savor the pleasure of slowly slicing the woman. Just as the penis was fully inserted, and Xiao Zhuang began to worry that, as Yingying had said, the machine might squeeze his testicles into his anus, the sex chair stopped moving forward. Suddenly, like riding a roller coaster, the chair beneath Xiao Zhuang plummeted. Amidst Yingying and Xiaozhuang's screams, the penis rapidly withdrew, withdrawing until the glans scraped against the sphincter , leaving only a small section of the glans holding the anus shut. As the sex chair slowly rose again to begin the next round of thrusting, Xiao Zhuang finally caught his breath: "The difference in speed between going in and out is too much, isn't it? But I was only startled by the speed difference because it's my first time using a sex chair; Yingying, you're an experienced woman, why are you screaming so loudly?" Xiao Zhuang revealed a strange, lewd smile: "Could it be... that pleasurable?" "The craftsman who designed this sex chair understands women's physiological sensations too well," Yingying hadn't recovered from the afterglow of excitement , panting softly: "The intestines don't actually have erogenous zones like the vagina. Those actresses in porn who scream when their anus is penetrated are just acting. But pulling out so quickly just now really gives me a feeling like... the pleasure of defecating." "Then how does it feel to slowly penetrate your anus like this?" "Pleasant my foot! It's awful!" Xiao Zhuang laughed loudly: "Exactly 'pleasant my foot'!" He stretched out his idle hands and began to pinch and play with her two plump buttocks. On her large, firm, and smooth buttocks on the right, there was a tattoo of a pink cherry blossom inserted in the center of a yellow chrysanthemum. "Which boyfriend from which country left this souvenir?" Yingying asked Xiaozhuang after another excited scream, as if she were defecating. "I just got this tattooed. Those bastards had to leave their mark on me!" "Who's so mean? Why did they have to ruin the perfection of such a beautiful buttock!" Xiaozhuang pretended to share Yingying's indignation, but secretly wished he could leave his own mark on her too. "What does this design mean?" Yingying tried to avoid the question she didn't want to face by screaming again. But Xiaozhuang pressed on. "Cherry blossoms are Japan's national flower, so they're Japanese. A cherry blossom in the center of a chrysanthemum and tattooed next to your anus, so this design is to commemorate being anally penetrated by Japanese devils?" "Go away!" Yingying was so angry that even her pleasurable screams turned into curses. On the contrary, Xiaozhuang couldn't help but hum a happy tune as he slowly thrust in and out. Yingying was angry but helpless, so she decided to ignore him and just do her own thing. She threaded her left index finger through the nipple ring on her left nipple and her right index finger through the labia ring on her right labia, gently pulling and stimulating her erogenous zones. Xiao Zhuang was still interested in the four rings on her body, but dared not pull on them again, afraid she would cry out in pain. However, this position truly allowed men to appreciate their partner's body the most. Watching the glossy nipples and rosy labia minora being twisted and deformed by the silver rings, especially seeing the holes forcibly pierced into , stretched and enlarged, almost made men with a sadistic tendency unable to resist...

He was about to ejaculate.

Coupled with Yingying's increasingly wild and self-satisfied moans, Xiao Zhuang quickly contributed his second
load of semen for the night.

But the rocking of the love chair continued, making Xiao Zhuang feel as if he were sitting in a comfortable cradle, and he quickly fell into a deep
sleep.

Just before drifting off to sleep, Xiao Zhuang remembered: Huang Qiongxuan had promised him that she would play
the game .

Chapter Four: Shangdao Coffee

Xiao Zhuang sipped his espresso, sitting in the Shangdao Coffee shop next to Huang Qiongxuan's house, quietly waiting
for the beauty to arrive.

After the passionate night at the Red Mansion, what Xiao Zhuang missed and longed for wasn't Yingying, who had given him such pleasure
, but Huang Qiongxuan.

More than four years ago, on the day of freshman registration at X University, Xiao Zhuang had noticed Huang Qiongxuan, this pretty and delicate
classmate.

Xiao Zhuang, with his father being a high-ranking official in Beijing, good looks, and a full wallet, coupled with
his experience in womanizing, could easily win over any woman who threw herself at him.

Yet, this infamous playboy had never managed to capture Huang Qiongxuan's heart.

The saying goes, "A wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a stolen affair, and a stolen affair is not as good as one you can't have." Of the dozens of
girls Xiao Zhuang had dated during his four years of university, whether he'd slept with them or not, he'd long forgotten them all
. The only one he truly longed for was Huang Qiongxuan, whom he'd never even held hands with.

But she was only interested in a penniless, clueless young man.

After graduation, they would go their separate ways, and Xiao Zhuang had given up hope on Huang Qiongxuan. Unexpectedly, last night at the brothel,
she became his sex slave.

This morning, Mr. Zhou sent him home, but he didn't even go to work, instead inquiring about Huang Qiongxuan's situation from all the classmates and
teachers he still kept in touch with.

Everyone knew that she went to work in the international trade department of Zhenyuan Group right after graduation, and still lived with her parents in her hometown,
remaining an independent young woman. Of course, like him, no one knew she was actually working part-time as a prostitute at the Red Mansion.

After getting Huang Qiongxuan's cell phone and office number, Xiao Zhuang called her incessantly. But aside from the first call
where she pleaded with him to stop bothering her, her phone was switched off, and she told the switchboard to refuse to answer the company call.

Xiao Zhuang, still lustful, waited until she got off work and called her home, threatening to come to her house if she didn't come
out for coffee and a chat.

Xiao Zhuang's hot coffee turned into iced coffee before Huang Qiongxuan finally arrived.

Her snow-white princess dress made her look so pure and lovely, only revealing her forearms and
neck, a complete contrast to her appearance at the Red Mansion the night before.

Her red, swollen eyes clearly indicated she had just had a good cry.

Before she even reached the table, tears welled up again.

Sobbing, Huang Qiongxuan pleaded with Xiao Zhuang, "For the sake of our classmates... please, keep this a secret...
"

Xiao Zhuang wasn't heartless; seeing Huang Qiongxuan's pitiful state, he had already lost his temper.
"Don't cry, don't cry. I just wanted to catch up with my old classmates, I meant no harm. Please sit down."

Xiao Zhuang, with gentlemanly manners, pulled out a chair for Huang Qiongxuan and invited her to sit down. "Back then, your classmates
were incredibly envious of you getting into Zhenyuan Group. How come you're in Honglou... well..."

Hearing Xiao Zhuang's question, Huang Qiongxuan, disregarding the other guests around her, couldn't help but burst into tears, attracting
the attention of the surrounding patrons.

Xiao Zhuang finally managed to calm her down. "Like you said: we were classmates, tell me what's
wrong , and I'll see how I can help you."

Huang Qiongxuan remained silent for a long time before haltingly recounting her troubles: working in the international
trade department was indeed an enviable job—good company benefits, high salary, challenging work, and
a bright future in terms of both career and financial prospects.
Things changed three or four months ago when her boss asked her to accompany a client to a karaoke bar .

Huang Qiongxuan was a model student; even in university, because her family lived near the school
and her parents were strict, she rarely participated in karaoke parties with classmates.

However, when her supervisor asked her to go, she thought it was part of her job and obediently went.

What followed was a horrible memory: a drunken client and male colleagues stripped her
naked; luckily, the women at the brothel came to her rescue, saving her virginity, but her entire
body had been touched and kissed by dozens of men, some genuinely drunk and some feigning.

Even worse, the next day, Mr. Zhou, who was in charge of public relations for the entire Zhenyuan Group, came to her and
threatened her with the obscene videotape from that night: she had to work part-time as a waitress at the brothel in addition to her daytime job in the international trade department
.

Mr. Zhou's only condition was that she could sell smiles but not her body.

Xiao Zhuang exclaimed in surprise, "So there's a surveillance system installed in the Red Mansion!"

"Yes, that's why I didn't dare to talk nonsense with you yesterday."

"President Zhou has these videotapes..."

"The surveillance system is mainly used to monitor whether the ladies' services are up to standard... Of course, Sister Zhou is probably also
afraid that some people will accept the service but not do anything... Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, Sister Zhou won't use
these videotapes to expose the illegal activities... It's just that if she takes a few obscene photos and
sends them home... I'll be doomed..."

Huang Qiongxuan sobbed again as she spoke of her sorrow.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Xiao Zhuang sat down next to Huang Qiongxuan and hugged her, comforting her, "I'll definitely find
a way to help you."

Huang Qiongxuan sensitively broke free from his embrace: "Please, just pretend that Xiao Xuan working at the Red House is a different person,
okay?"

Huang Qiongxuan knew all too well the power of Zhenyuan Group in X City and didn't believe Xiao Zhuang had any ability to save her.
She only wanted him to stop bothering her: "At the Red House, I had no
choice but to obediently play the role of a waitress; outside the Red House, just pretend we're two parallel lines that never intersect, okay?"

Huang Qiongxuan left the stunned Xiao Zhuang, turned and ran out of the coffee shop, crying all the way home.

Huang Qiongxuan, who could be described as clueless about life, had always had a
smooth Faced with something she dared not tell her parents, she had no idea how to handle it.

Chapter Five: The Red House Private Room

Huang Qiongxuan's worst fears came true: President Zhou continued to entertain Xiao Zhuang at the Red Mansion, and Xiao Zhuang
requested her table again.

Although she had
some Huang Qiongxuan's heart still clenched when she saw Xiao Zhuang waiting for her with her legs crossed.

Although Xiao Zhuang was the only one in the private room, Huang Qiongxuan still didn't dare to act presumptuously and obediently knelt down at the door:
"This servant Xiao Xuan greets my lord."

Xiao Zhuang stared at Xiao Xuan, who was wearing a bodice and had her hair styled in two cute buns: "My lord?"

Xiao Xuan lowered her head and explained: "My lord is the term used by wives and concubines of high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants in the Ming Dynasty to address their master."

Xiao Zhuang was overjoyed: "Do you want to be my wife or my concubine today?"

Xiao Xuan hurriedly corrected herself: "Xiao Xuan is only fit to be a little servant..."

"We Chinese are still used to the traditional master-servant relationship." Xiao Zhuang seemed to be
more "sexually" interested in the role of a little servant: "As the saying goes, a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a stolen one. Today I've come specifically to steal your
treasure, little servant."

"No...no...isn't there a next line that says: 'It's better to not be able to steal than to steal'?"

Xiao Zhuang put on a serious yet feigned air of a master: "Aren't you my servant now?
Is there any reason why you can't steal your own things? Quickly raise your head and let your master see your pretty face."

The stark
contrast Huang Qiongxuan's emotions fluctuating and unable to calm down for a long time. After a long silence with his head down, he finally composed himself and responded

stiffly with a mask-like smile , "My lord... let me help you undress first." "No need, I'm not taking a bath today. I just want you to stay here obediently and let me 'steal' you." "My lord, you misunderstand. Our Red Pavilion is different from other clubs and nightclubs. We are a private guesthouse. Everyone who comes here is not a guest, but a lord, a master!" Huang Qiongxuan recited her well-trained lines, "So we help the gentlemen change into comfortable clothes first, so that the gentlemen can relax and it will be easier for them to play ." Xiao Zhuang remembered the thin bathrobe he had changed into last time, which was indeed very convenient for "playing," and couldn't help but chuckle lewdly. Huang Qiongxuan, who was still kneeling upright at the door of the private room, crawled to Xiao Zhuang's feet, then sat on her tightly pressed calves and ankles, and began to remove Xiao Zhuang's leather shoes and smelly socks. Xiao Zhuang then realized that although Huang Qiongxuan's front was completely covered from the shoulders down by a traditional Chinese undergarment, her back was only covered by two red threads hanging behind her neck and tied around her waist. Moreover, her legs, seemed to be completely bare... The thought of the woman he had been pursuing for so long, yet unable to win her over, kneeling at his feet in such revealing clothing, waiting for him to enjoy her, caused his penis to uncontrollably erect. The urge to rip off Huang Qiongxuan's embroidered shoes and examine those feet, which he had fantasized about for over four years, to see what they looked like, was also almost uncontrollable. Finally, remembering that the night was long, he refrained from hastily reaching out his claws to Huang Qiongxuan's bare back and legs. On the contrary, Huang Qiongxuan, who was always fastidious, was so overwhelmed by the stench of his feet that she wanted to run away. She endured the stench and quickly removed Xiao Zhuang's other shoe and smelly socks, folding the socks neatly and storing them away with the shoes. Having learned from their previous experience, both were less awkward and shy. Huang Qiongxuan mechanically stripped Xiao Zhuang naked and then draped a short bathrobe over him: "My lord, the Red Mansion Theater is about to start. Shall we hurry and grab a good seat?" "No...no...no...I'm not interested in any performance. Tonight, as long as I have you with me, Xiaoxuan, I 'll be satisfied." Whether or not she could get Xiao Zhuang to see the performance was crucial to Huang Qiongxuan's escape tonight, so she quickly promoted it: "Tonight's performance is starring your old flame Yingying. You'll regret it if you don't see it." "I only have eyes for you. Unless you're the lead, I'm not interested." "This is a 'sexually stimulating' performance..." Huang Qiongxuan blushed and said shyly, "I guarantee you 'll be ... aroused..." Xiao Zhuang lewdly grinned: "Last time, I already...played with...and saw...Yingying inside and out..." "Yingying's lewd skills on stage will guarantee you...this play alone is enough to attract attention, isn't it?" "Surrounded by enemies on all sides? Is that a bed scene between Xiang Yu or Yu Ji and Yingying?" "No, 'surrounded by enemies on all sides' means having sex with four men at once..." Huang Qiongxuan was too embarrassed to continue. "A woman only has three holes in her body, how could she have sex with four men at once?" Huang Qiongxuan knew that Xiao Zhuang was tempted by such a performance, so she quickly seized the opportunity and pulled him away: "If we don't hurry, we won't get a good seat." Chapter Six: The Red Mansion Theater The two arrived at the small theater on the fourth floor, and sure enough, there was only one seat left in the first row next to the stage. Xiao Zhuang was wondering whether he should sit in the second row when he discovered something : it turned out that every guest shared a seat with the hostess. Xiao Zhuang sat down naked on the empty leather chair in the first row, then patted his thigh and asked Xiao Xuan to sit on his lap like the other hostesses. Huang Qiongxuan was mentally prepared and thankful that she was wearing a traditional Chinese work uniform today, at least she had a pair of underwear that was as short as it could possibly be. If she had been dressed in the Roman slave-like outfit from last time, she would have had to sit naked on the man's lap . But once she sat down, she realized that her thighs and calves were still inevitably in contact with the man's legs, and her bare back and legs became the playground for Xiao Zhuang's hands. Actually, this wasn't the first time Huang Qiongxuan had accompanied guests to a performance at the Red Mansion Theater, but intimate contact with acquaintances was ten or a hundred times more shameful than being with strangers. Seeing the other guests flirting with the hostesses, Xiao Zhuang stopped pretending to be a gentleman. His right hand, which had been counting the vertebrae of Huang Qiongxuan's spine, began its assault . His left hand, which had been counting the hairs on her thighs, also reached for the opening of her underwear, moving towards even more mysterious areas . Xiao Zhuang wished he had a third hand to take care of his favorite feet. The sight of the penis pointing at her buttocks made Huang Qiongxuan even more anxious, fearing that her pure body would be conquered before the performance started, and she wouldn't be able to carry out any tricks like sleight of hand or escape.

"Xiao Zhuang, aren't you married yet?" Huang Qiongxuan hoped this family-oriented topic would lessen the man's
lustful thoughts.

"Not yet." Xiao Zhuang was quite interested in Huang Qiongxuan's "marital" status: "Are you still with
our old classmate Liu Zhen?"

"He...he doesn't know anything!" Huang Qiongxuan answered hastily, seemingly ignoring the question, when he mentioned her boyfriend.

"I heard he really did follow his dream: to become a teacher in a remote, impoverished elementary school right after graduation?"

"Yes. It's not far from X City, just in the mountains of Qiong County." Although Huang Qiongxuan didn't want to talk much about herself, this
topic seemed to effectively stop Xiao Zhuang's advances.

"Liu Zhen is such a bookworm, only thinking about fulfilling his own ideals, completely disregarding your feelings."

"I just love his naiveté." Huang Qiongxuan naturally revealed a sense of happiness when mentioning her boyfriend.

"Are you really planning to marry him?"

"I'm willing to live with him in the mountains, it's so beautiful there... there's none of this ugliness!"

Huang Qiongxuan thought that if she couldn't break free from President Zhou's control, what future could she talk about...

Fortunately, the stage lights and sound attracted Xiao Zhuang's attention in time, giving Huang Qiongxuan
a moment to calm down.

"Let's welcome: the most popular Northeast Errenzhuan duo in the erotic world: Xiao Miao and Yingying." The person who

walked onto the stage with Yingying from backstage was actually a little child, which made Xiao Zhuang feel a little tricked
, and his hand around Huang Qiongxuan's bare waist became even more improper.

"Yingying's Mommy, they say we're the most popular Northeast Errenzhuan duo! Are we really
more than Zhao Benshan and Fan Wei? Have we become the most popular Northeast Errenzhuan duo?"

Yingying chimed in, "Zhao Benshan and Fan Wei's shows can only be watched at home with their wives. But
when watching our Xiao Miao and Yingying's Errenzhuan, they're watching with their little girls in their arms. Which one do you think is more popular?"

The audience was indeed delighted and gave them a round of applause, which relieved Huang Qiongxuan of some of the pressure of being teased.

"Yingying, Mommy..."

"Don't call me Mommy, it makes me sound old."

"But I really am your son..."

"Go away! Don't ruin my reputation!"

"But I really am your son..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sue you!"

"I'm not afraid, I can prove it."

"You...you...could it be that I had a child when I was in elementary school..."

"See? You've confessed, so you had a child when you were in elementary school. I'm only ten years old this year, the
younger brother of that child, the twelfth in the family."

"Do you think I'm a sow, having one a year?"

"No..." the child named Xiaomiao exclaimed dramatically, "
A woman like you who's always entertaining ten or eight dicks a day, how can you have one a year? You have one every ten months, non-stop!"

"Pah!" Yingying chased after Xiaomiao on stage, occasionally revealing glimpses of her super short skirt: "Have you had your
DNA tested? Can you prove I'm your son?"

"What are you saying, ABC? I don't understand..."

Yingying patted her huge breasts. "I knew you had no evidence and were just spouting nonsense."

"I have evidence!"

"You haven't had your DNA tested, so what evidence do you have?"

"Of course I have evidence! When I came out of your body, I remembered all your physical characteristics
perfectly ."

"What physical characteristics?"

"Yingying's mommy's vagina is extremely sensitive. When I was born, I just reached out and touched it, and your
vaginal fluids suddenly erupted like a flash flood, almost drowning me."

Xiaomiao asked the audience below the stage, "All of you who have slept with my Yingying's mommy, do you agree with what I said
?"

"Yes!" Nearly ten VIPs who came to see the performance cheered together, though it was unclear whether they had actually slept with
Chen Yingying.

"Pah! How could a little kid's hand make me want to be horny?" Chen Ying gave the audience a flirtatious wink. "At least
you'd need your big dicks."

Amidst a roar of laughter from the audience, Xiao Miao shouted defiantly, "Let us prove it! Let's see if Yingying's
mommy still dares to be stubborn then!"

Xiao Miao, who was just tall enough to reach the hem of Yingying's short skirt, raised her left hand and lifted Chen Ying's short skirt up to her waist, revealing her
pubic hair.

Using her right thumb and middle finger, she slipped her fingers into the two labia minora rings peeking out from between her labia majora and
pulled them out sharply.

"You brat..." Yingying only managed to curse once before her voice suddenly turned into moans. It turned out that Xiao Miao
had used her index finger to press against her sensitive clitoris as a fulcrum, pulling her two bright red labia minora apart to the left and right,
leaving her secret place wide open.

A constant stream of exclamations of admiration rippled through the audience, even Xiao Zhuang marveled: he never imagined Yingying's clitoral ring had
such a wonderful use.

Xiao Miao wasn't idle either; she slipped her left hand into Yingying's secret place, managing to insert her entire palm.

Yingying, while swaying her hips dramatically, gripped the hem of her short skirt, lifting it high to
ensure the audience could see their performance clearly.

However, Xiao Zhuang's gaze was completely fixed on his favorite beautiful feet.

Perhaps to match Xiao Miao's height, Chen Ying hadn't worn high heels that would accentuate her curves,
but rather a pair of flat shoes: a thin sole and a small heel less than three centimeters high.

But the most exquisite feature was the two thin silver lines intersecting in an X-shape on the shoe's surface,
tightly binding the five plump, beautiful toes from both sides, yet without restricting their up-and-down and back-and-forth movements.

Chen Ying's ten alluring toes undulated and swayed like waves in rhythm with her moans,
growing faster and wider until they suddenly stopped at their peak. Her toes desperately tried
to break free of the two silver metal wires binding them.

From the information revealed by Chen Ying's beautiful toes, Xiao Zhuang knew that Chen Ying had genuinely been brought to
orgasm ; it wasn't acting.

Xiao Miao pulled out her two wet hands and proudly played with the strands of her vaginal fluid in front of the audience.

Still in the afterglow of her orgasm, Chen Ying's legs swayed, as if she couldn't stand. Xiao Miao quickly
ran backstage to bring out a long bench for Chen Ying to sit down and rest.

"You're only ten years old, and you're already so good at teasing women. Your future wife will have a hard time." "

Why is Mommy Yingying saying such sarcastic things today? It's clearly: I'm so good at teasing women, my future wife... "
The cola is alive. I might as well say, Yingying, you shouldn't be my mommy anymore, you should be my lover instead! "

Pah!" Yingying pulled open the drawstring of Xiao Miao's pants, and his kung fu pants
fell to the ground with a "whoosh," revealing a small penis. "With that little penis of yours, can it satisfy your old mother?"

"I still have room to grow," Xiao Miao said, waving his penis. "Yingying, my wife, tell me: what do you
hope it will look like?"

"Ha! You've changed your address now? If you want to call me Yingying, this thing of yours has to be as thick as my arm." "

As thick as an arm? Aren't you afraid your cunt will be ruined?"

"What do you know? A woman's vagina can even fit a baby, how could it be ruined?
How can I be satisfied without a penis as thick as an arm?" "

Yingying, my wife, your requirements are too strict. Who can grow a penis as thick as an arm?"

"John, who used to act with me, has one."

"Empty talk, who believes that? You call him over to show everyone."

"Okay!" Yingying shouted backstage, "John, bring out your donkey dick for everyone to see
."

A foreigner weighing at least 200 pounds walked out from backstage, his body muscular like a
wrestler , but everyone's attention was drawn to his bare lower body. The penis dangling between his legs was
thicker than Xiao Miao's arm, and the glans was even bigger than Xiao Miao's fist, and this was before the penis was even erect
.

"Okay," Xiao Miao interjected, "If someone really has a penis that thick, I'll definitely try my best to be like him for you,
Yingying ."

"But..."

"But what?"

"Thick isn't enough, it has to be long too."

"Yingying, the doctor said that 80% of a woman's sexual receptors are between the vaginal opening and the G-spot.
A penis that's too long is useless."

"Hmph! You think you know so little about sex? You dare to show off in front of your wife?"

"Did everyone hear that? Did everyone hear that?" Xiao Miao exaggeratedly waved his arms and legs, "Yingying has admitted she's my
wife!"

"How come I'm your sister now? But do you know how siblings like to play during incest?"

"Siblings, of course, play with the anus."

"At least you have some common sense."

"Playing with the anus prevents accidentally giving birth to a bastard without an anus, everyone knows that."

"Then do you know what kind of penis the anus likes to be played with?"

"Is it the long penis you mentioned?"

"That's right, the rectum doesn't actually have any sexual receptors. Using a regular penis to play with a woman's anus is just
torture. Only the fullness and satisfaction of having a ten-inch or longer penis inserted into the intestines can make
a woman happy."

"A ten-inch penis?"

"You don't believe me? Tom, bring out your long spear and let my husband see it."

Another black man, at least two meters tall but as thin as a bamboo pole, walked out from backstage. His penis, dangling between his legs
, almost touched his knees and looked to be more than ten inches.

"My God, Yingying! You'd have to be exceptionally gifted to be my husband!"

"That's not enough."

"What? That's not enough?"

"Yeah, what's the big deal?" Yingying laughed and pointed to her mouth, "You also have to satisfy
this other hole of mine."

"My God, thank goodness women only have three holes. Tell me quickly, how can this hole be satisfied?"

"Albert, stop hiding, just come out."

Everyone thought some kind of monster would appear, but it turned out to be a man of normal build, but with messy hair,
a tangled beard covering his face, and filthy clothes, looking worse than a beggar.

"The mouth has a sense of taste, and the nose has a sense of smell. To satisfy this hole, of course, it needs the stimulation of taste and smell.
Albert is an Indian monk who has never bathed since birth. The taste of his penis is
intoxicating."

"It's all a penis that smells like urine." When Xiao Miao mentioned this, everyone could indeed smell the strong urine odor emanating
from : "Even a female dog probably wouldn't taste it. I don't believe you, Yingying, can swallow it."

"The four of us have performed together many times. We are a famous 'Iron Quadrangle' in the erotic entertainment industry..."

"I only know Zhao Benshan, Fan Wei, and Gao Xiumin, called the Iron Triangle. There's no such thing as an Iron Quadrangle."

"The 'Iron' part of John, Tom, and Albert is
different from the 'Iron' part of Zhao Benshan." Yingying stood up from the long bench and called to the three foreigners: "Make your penis 'Iron,'
let me enjoy it."

"Don't worry..." the three foreigners said in their strange, accented Mandarin, "We haven't played with you in ages!"

The white man, who looked like a wrestler, was the first to rush over and violently
ripped Yingying's short skirt in half with a "ripping" sound. The pieces fluttered to the ground as he said, "We're not just going to play with you, we're going to play you to death!"

The tall, thin black man also rushed behind Yingying, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting the 1.75-meter-tall Chen Ying up like
a child .

The burly white man took the opportunity to lie back on the long bench, his penis, which was already as thick as a child's arm,
now standing upright like a pillar.

The black man carried Chen Ying to this pillar, and the Indian man, who looked like a beggar, reached out from the other side of the bench and
grabbed one of Yingying's legs, making it cross over John's genitals as he lay on the bench.

Whether it was because the bench was too high or too wide, or because John's erect penis was too long, the long-legged beauty, with her legs spread wide and straddling John
lying on the bench,
her vulva pressing against John's glans, couldn't actually touch the ground. She was only supported in mid-air by Tom, who was hugging her from behind.

When everything was ready, Xiao Miao started to stir up the atmosphere: "Lighting technician, give my Yingying wife a close-up!"

All the stage lights dimmed, and then a strong light shone on Yingying's labia as they came into
contact with John's glans.

When the sound engineer played Donasummer's famous love song "I Love You Baby," filled with moaning sounds
, Tom released his arms from Yingying's embrace.

Chen Ying "naturally" fell to the ground amidst Donasummer's moans.

Everyone watched intently as John's glans slowly pushed Yingying's labia majora into her vagina.
When the widest ridge touched the vaginal opening, Yingying's full, engorged labia were completely submerged. Even those two...
The three-to-five-centimeter-diameter metal labia rings were squeezed inside.

The female lead, finally unable to bear the weight of her entire body—over a hundred pounds—pressing down on her two tender labia, tried
to find support with her hands on John's broad chest beneath her.

But Tom, quick as a flash, grabbed her wrists from behind, raising Chen Ying's hands straight
above her head .

Albert, the Indian monk beside the chair, extended his index finger, his long, witch-like black nail
piercing into the spotlight circle and striking Yingying's clitoris.

Chen Ying's clitoris, twice the size of a normal woman's, like a pink pearl, reacted as if a large, electric puppet had been switched on when the sharp
nail struck it.

Yingying's high-pitched, lewd moan drowned out the stage music; her alluring body, clad only in a bright red,
low-cut , large-collared short shirt, suddenly trembled violently.

Her full thighs, dangling precariously from John's hips, rippled with muscles beneath her bronze, muscular
skin ; her taut calves swayed dramatically back and forth; her five
toes, barely contained by two silver lines, opened and closed exaggeratedly; even the soles of her feet seemed unable to withstand the stimulation, slapping against her shoes with a rhythmic bowing and stretching. A

black skull tattooed on her snow-white soles flickered in and out of view, while the three eagles tattooed on her calves appeared to flap their wings with the trembling of her calves; the blue mermaid tattoo on the instep seemed to be constantly slapping and caressing her foot with its tail. As for the bright red inscription "Chen Ying loves xxx's foreign penis" on her thighs , it undulated and rose like waves. However, apart from Xiao Zhuang, most of the men were focused on Chen Ying's large yet firm buttocks , not because of the pink cherry blossom pattern inserted in the center of her yellow chrysanthemum, but because of the massive, grinding swaying of her buttocks caused by intense stimulation . The glans, about the size of a small fist, which had been stuck at the entrance of her vagina, finally broke through the barrier and advanced with the help of Chen Ying's violent twisting. The previously rising and falling moans turned into a single, continuous high-pitched cry. This continued until Chen Ying could touch the ground with her outstretched toes, stopping the arm-thick foreign penis from invading further, before it subsided slightly. Meanwhile, the dirty fingernails that had just started this commotion slid down Chen Ying's lower abdomen, past her navel, to the two buttons binding her 39-inch breasts. As soon as one button of her low-cut short-sleeved shirt was undone, the other popped open, and the two fleshy mounds sprang out like missiles . Albert's already enormous breasts became even more exaggeratedly swollen and prominent as Tom lifted her arms overhead. Standing in front of Yingying, Albert hooked her nipple rings with his two index fingers and pulled her forward . The poor woman's body was manipulated by the black men and Indian men standing at both ends of the long bench , forming an arc shape with her wrists and vulva, which was fixed in place by a white man's penis, as the ends, and her nipples, stretched to an appalling length, as the apex. Whether she was in too much pain to make a sound, or because her breasts were being pulled forward and compressing her lungs, the background music in the theater was now reduced to only Chen Ying's breathing. The genius sound engineer even switched to "Surrounded on All Sides" performed by Chinese bowed string instruments, which made those with a little musical knowledge smile knowingly. Just when Chen Ying felt that her nipples were about to be broken off by Albert, Tom released her wrists. Yingying quickly braced herself against John beneath her, causing her body to lurch forward, bringing her face close to Albert's penis. Yingying had just said she liked tasting flavorful penises, but that was a lie. She could accept John's thick penis or Tom's long penis; in fact, after a long time without being fucked by them, her vagina and anus would itch with longing. But the stench of an Indian man's urine-smelling penis made her want to vomit at the mere thought. Every time she was forced to perform oral sex on him, she would feel so nauseous that she couldn't eat for two or three days. As her nose drew closer to Albert's penis, Yingying's nausea intensified, waves of stomach acid rising to her throat. But Yingying had no choice but to press her face against the filthy penis before her, forcefully suppressing the stomach acid rising in her throat, and with immense willpower, opened her small mouth and took the seemingly urine-covered Indian penis into her mouth. Albert let out a triumphant shriek, releasing one of the nipples that had been pinched out of shape. After stroking Chen Ying's beautiful face, he brushed aside the hair on her right side that was obscuring the audience's view, turning her face downwards towards the audience so they could clearly see Yingying's expression—a mixture of humiliation, pain, and a hint of pleasure from the large penis penetrating her vagina. Tom wasn't idle while Albert was playing with Chen Ying's mouth; he grabbed her hands again, forcing her to rely on her tiptoes, her vulva pressed against the large glans, and the dirty penis deep inside her mouth for support . Tom quickly stripped off the red shirt that was blocking the audience's view of her large breasts, then forced Yingying's hands behind her back, holding her right wrist with his right hand and her left wrist with his left, like a rider holding the reins of a horse. As Tom began his assault on Yingying's anus with his ten-inch-long black penis, John, who had been lying beneath Yingying, already feeling suffocated, stretched out his massive hand—almost large enough to completely cover Yingying's plump buttocks—grabbing each of her high, round buttocks and pressing them forcefully against himself. The thick, white penis, which had previously been protruding several centimeters, finally plunged entirely into Yingying's vagina. The ten-inch-long black penis was completely enveloped by her rectum. Most outrageous of all, the Indian man, who had already inserted into Chen Ying's cherry-like mouth, then inserted his fingers into her mouth, pulling out Yingying's tongue and placing it below his testicles, forcing Yingying's almost split-open mouth to serve not only one penis but also both testicles. Just as the black, white, and brown-skinned men were all deeply penetrated by Chen Ying's body, the sound engineer played " Ambush . In time with the music, Tom first took a big step back, pulling his black penis out of her anus until only the glans remained inside her chrysanthemum hole. Then John, as if lifting two basketballs, pulled Chen Ying's lower body upwards, causing his thick white penis to pull Yingying's labia majora and minora, which had been forcibly squeezed into her vagina, out of her vagina.

Until the labia minora could barely hold the glans, which was about the size of a child's fist.

When Albert, the last to act, withdrew his penis, which had been cleaned by Yingying's saliva and was now clearly brown rather
than black, from her mouth until only the glans was still held by her two red lips, Tom
stepped forward and shoved his ten-inch-long black penis into Chen Ying's anus.

Then John raised his buttocks to match Chen Ying's buttocks, which he controlled with his hands, allowing his
thick penis to be fully inserted into her honey hole.

Tom, John, and Albert, to the music of "Ambush from Ten Sides," moved
in sequence , and as the pipa music became more and more urgent, they turned faster and faster, until the music ended, and the three of them
resumed their deep penetration.

All three of them were sweating profusely, and Chen Ying, sandwiched between the three, was drenched in sweat, her whole body
looking as if coated with a layer of oil, so shiny it was like a mirror.

Xiao Miao, who had been forgotten by everyone, ran back onto the stage, knelt at Chen Ying's feet, and
pulled off the flat shoe that had captivated Xiao Zhuang.

Suddenly, she slapped it hard on Chen Ying's plump buttocks.

With a loud "smack," a strange, ecstatic scream rang out, coming from
the mouths .

It turned out that the sudden pain in Chen Ying's buttocks naturally caused the muscles of her vulva and anus to contract, giving Tom and John
unparalleled pleasure. Their mouths, which were trying to cry out in pain, moved erratically, making Albert
feel as if were in heaven.

While some audience members were still confused, Xiao Miao had already been relentlessly whipping Chen Ying's buttocks with the sole of her shoe. After
a dozen or so blows, the right side of her buttocks facing the audience was completely blackened.

Keen-eyed viewers also noticed that under such sexual abuse, Chen Ying's vulva was constantly gushing out vaginal fluid,
and saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth, covering the floor. Only her anus was obscured by her high-raised buttocks;
it was unclear whether it also secreted love fluid.

Xiao Miao pretended to shout, "Such a slutty wife, I dare not keep her anymore! Uncles and elders in the audience,
is there anyone willing to take in this slut?"

Some audience members echoed, "Don't say you can't handle this slut, neither can we. It seems
we can only leave her to these foreigners to deal with."

"Uncles and elders, don't lose face! China is a land of outstanding people and talents, full of extraordinary individuals
. We don't need foreigners to deal with this slut."

Upon hearing this, the audience applauded and cheered.

"I'm too young to know what treasures other places have, but where I grow up are the Three Treasures of Northeast China,
which are specifically for men to use to 'tam' women."

This left the audience scratching their heads: "What do ginseng, sable fur, and Ula grass have to do with taming
women ?"

"Oh dear, uncles and elders, I'm not talking about ginseng, sable fur, and Ula grass. My three treasures are
much more precious than these things!" Xiao Miao instructed the backstage staff: "Quickly bring out your treasures so that you uncles and
elders can broaden your horizons."

A cart was promptly pushed out from the backstage.

Xiao Miao pointed to a porcelain bottle on the car and said, "The six pills inside are made from a secret blend of medicinal herbs, including a hundred kinds of thousand-year-
old . Just take three pills, and all of you uncles and elders will have penises
thicker than this foreigner's, what's his name, John?"

"What if you take all six?"

"My dad tried it once, and all the female livestock in my family—cows, pigs, horses—
were hospitalized the next day."

The audience roared with laughter, and someone jokingly asked, "What about your mother and sister?"

"They're fine, because my dad can't carry such a heavy penis to bed."

Amid the laughter, Xiao Miao pointed to a wine pot next to the porcelain bottle and said, "This wine is made from tiger penis, bear penis, deer penis
... from Northeast China... After drinking it..." Xiao Miao pointed to Tom and said, "You won't be able to get a penis as long as this black guy's
..."

The audience booed.

"However, it allows you uncles and elders to use it for a longer period of time. Last time my dad tried it, and my
mom and older sister sang like they were in a relay race, humming from sunset until the sun was high in the sky the next day."

"So what's the third treasure?"

Xiao Miao pointed to the human flesh sandwich on the bench and said, "It's the most lewd Miss Chen Ying in all of Northeast China.
Just like when we practice martial arts, the stronger the opponent, the more potential we can unleash. If it weren't for dealing with
this slut Yingying, these pills and this pot of wine wouldn't show their true value."

"I know you uncles and elders all want to try these three treasures of Northeast China, but unfortunately, not only are these pills and this wine
only made once every hundred years, but even a slut like Yingying, who can withstand being fucked by three naturally gifted foreigners, is a once-in
- a-century find."

Xiao Miao looked at the audience and said, "So I have to set up a bet. Whoever wins the bet can share these three treasures.
What do you uncles and elders say?"

"Okay, give me the challenge!"

"Let's bet on which of these three foreigners will be the first to succumb to Yingying's charms."

"The tall, dark one!"

"The big, fair one!"

"Nobody wants to bet on the Indian guy?"

Everyone felt that, judging from the performance just now, this Indian guy was quite good at playing with women.
In could never be as tight as her vagina and rectum. More importantly, he had the advantage of being able to move freely in and out. They really
couldn't hold back anymore. They just needed to withdraw and cool off for a while.

Xiao Xuan suddenly grabbed Xiao Zhuang's hand and exclaimed, "My husband wants to bet on the Indian guy!"

"Alright, if this handsome guy wins, he gets all three treasures of Northeast China. There are three guys who bet on the tall, dark guy to surrender first, so
the wine and pills can be split equally. Yingying also happens to have three holes, so the three uncles and elders can enjoy her together.
The more troublesome thing is that there are six guys who bet on the big, white guy to lose first. If you win, my poor wife will have to
endure two big dicks in one hole."

Xiao Miao said as she retreated to the edge of the stage: "Let's reveal the results."

As soon as she finished speaking, the war drums sounded. The three foreigners, whose dicks had been waiting and were already swollen, no longer took turns
thrusting, but simultaneously withdrew their penises from her vagina, anus, and mouth. On the next drumbeat, they simultaneously thrust
them back in .

In the rhythm of the drums, which were sometimes slow and sometimes fast, Chen Ying's three holes had already been hit thousands of times.

The game finally came to an end. There was a strange cry from the Indian guy as he pulled out his penis, which had been licked shiny by Chen Ying.
A thick stream of semen sprayed from his penis onto Chen Ying's hair, forehead, and eyes.

Except for Xiao Zhuang, the other nine guests cursed the Indian man's incompetence.

Dejected, Albert suddenly raised his penis again, this time spraying not semen, but
bright yellow urine.

The urine rushed into Yingying's still-open mouth, flowing down her esophagus. By the time Chen Ying realized what was happening, she
had already swallowed a large amount of foul urine.

Even worse, when Chen Ying closed her mouth, Albert grabbed her hair, forcefully pulling her
head back, and then shot urine directly into her nostrils, which were pointing straight ahead. Chen Ying, nearly choking,
coughed and writhed violently. Tom and John, who were already on the verge of climaxing,
also gave in under the combined onslaught of Yingying's vaginal and anal contractions and writhing.

They didn't even have time to withdraw and ejaculate, directly filling Chen Ying's genitals with their semen.

As the performance drew to a close, Albert, Tom, and John, not wanting to waste any more time,
worked together to pull the exhausted Chen Ying to her feet. Tom and John each supported one of Yingying's
arms, while Albert and Xiao Miao each grabbed one of her ankles,
spreading .

This allowed the audience to witness her red and swollen vulva, and her burst anus, streaked with blood.

Both women's most private parts were so thoroughly penetrated that they couldn't close, and
white and black semen slowly oozed from deep within their bodies.

Only after the audience had left did they place Chen Ying on a cart containing pills and medicinal wine,
delivering this new "Northeast Three Treasures" to the gambling winner.

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