【So Many Chickens in This Land】(Part 1) (Jiangshan Fanfiction)

Tingyue Pavilion in Yangzhou—a poetic name, but everyone in Yangzhou knows it's actually
a brothel, the best in the city. It's considered the best because it housed
Su Jin, a renowned courtesan from Jiangdong, a woman of unparalleled talent in both music and song. Those who saw Su Jin know that even the most beautiful face couldn't describe this
woman, who seemed to embody the very essence of heaven and earth. More importantly, her beautiful voice
was captivating; hearing her sing in the rain felt like hearing it descend from the heavens.
Sadly, after being seduced by Wang Dong, a scholar from Hangzhou, she
rarely performed anymore, much to the regret of countless poets and writers.
On a bright, sunny morning in March, Tingyue Pavilion was quiet, which was normal, as
it was most bustling when the lanterns were lit and the moon hung high in the willows. The innermost courtyard of Tingyue Pavilion—Yuexian Xiaozhu—is Su Jin's current
residence. Strange sounds can be faintly heard inside; upon closer listening, they resemble heavy, labored breathing.
"Senior brother, we've been at it all night, isn't that enough?"
In a room exquisitely furnished and elegantly decorated—clearly a young girl's boudoir
—a naked man sits imposingly on a mahogany armchair, teasing another man sweating profusely before him. This
man, half-squatting on a bed of ivory gauze, is doing something all men enjoy. Beneath him lies a flawless
, exquisitely beautiful body, as if carved from a master ivory, flawless and exquisitely crafted. His hands hold a
pair of straight, rounded thighs, spreading them as wide as possible, his penis
thrusting like a charging soldier. From the angle of the man who had just spoken, it was clear that his penis was deeply inserted
into the woman's vagina. His thick, veiny penis stretched the vagina into a perfect "O"
shape. Around the vagina and the base of her thighs, there was a ring of dried white fluid, indicating that the woman had been penetrated
for a long time.
The man was breathing heavily, his penis thrusting faster and faster. Suddenly, his body shuddered violently, his lower body pressing firmly against the woman's mons pubis. His entire body finally came to a stop, and after a long pause, he 　　pulled his penis out of the woman's vagina with a
"plop . 　　 " The man, still savoring the sensation, grabbed a handful of her firm breasts and panted, "Damn, that 　　was good! Her vagina was so tight and slippery, it was simply divine. That little bastard Wang Dong got lucky, getting the first taste of this chick." Only then did he 　　reluctantly roll off the woman. 　　 The woman lay motionless on the bed, a stream of milky white semen flowing from between her swollen labia, down 　　the crevice between her legs, onto her pink anus, and then dripping onto the already filthy sheets. 　　 "Senior Brother Qingyun, let's clean up. The effects of the 'Drunken Spring Breeze' drug are wearing off. If this girl wakes up and finds 　　things like this, she'll probably make a scene," the man who spoke first said, while putting on his clothes. 　　 "What's there to be afraid of, Qingyu? You think you can hide things like this? This girl's pussy is 　　swollen like a peach from all the fucking we've done to her," Qingyun said nonchalantly, panting on the bed. 　　 Qingyu, dressed, glanced at his dim-witted senior brother and said, "I'm not afraid of this girl, I'm 　　afraid that if she causes trouble, she'll attract Murong's attention. We've ruined his top courtesan like this, do you think that fat Murong 　　will let us off? Hurry up and get dressed, we need to leave early. Even if Murong finds out later, he won't have anyone to blame us, 　　and we can cover it up." 　　 Qingyun thought it made sense, so he sat up and slowly started dressing, glancing reluctantly at 　　the woman beside him. Although she had endured a night of wind and rain, she was still as beautiful as a clear mountain spring. 　　Even in her sleep, her slightly furrowed brows made one feel tenderness to the bone. 　　 "Qingyu, is there really no way to get this woman to come with us?" Qingyun's gaze swept over the perfect body on the bed, 　　greedily licking his lips. 　　 "What can we do? This woman is completely infatuated with that pretty boy Wang Dong. She'd probably 　　die for him without hesitation. How could she possibly be with us, um—" Qingyu suddenly paused, 　　then clenched her fist and exclaimed, "I've got it!" 　　 "What? You really have a way?!" Qingyun jumped up immediately. 　　 "This method might not work, but let's give it a try. Come closer—" Qingyu was actually reluctant to part with Su 　　Jin's body, but if there was a way, she naturally had to try it. 　　 Su Jin opened her eyes, feeling as if her body had been crushed like a rag doll. Every part of her ached, 　　especially her breasts and lower body, which felt like they had been smeared with chili oil, a burning, piercing pain. 　　 What was happening to her? Wasn't she supposed to be with the two Taoist priests from Wushan? They were 　　guests personally brought by Boss Murong, the two junior brothers of the Wudang sect leader. What was going on? Ah, why was it already dawn? 　　 Su Jin sat up, clutching her head which felt like it was about to split open. She suddenly realized she was completely naked. Her small, dove-like 　　breasts were covered in bruises, and her most cherished area between her legs resembled a dying clam; her 　　labia majora lay limply apart like a clam's shell, while her labia minora, red and swollen, stretched out like the soft flesh inside 　　the shell. 　　 Seeing this, she couldn't help but understand what had happened. Her heart pounded with terror, and a scream was about to escape her 　　lips, but the faint voices coming from next door choked her back. 　　 "The plan to kill Wang Dong, the remnant of the Demonic Sect, is almost complete. 　　This time, with the combined forces of Wudang, Hengshan, and the Great River Alliance, that brat Wang Dong is doomed. Wang Dong is 　　the most outstanding successor of the Demonic Sect this generation. Once he's dead, the Demonic Sect has no hope of revival for the next twenty years… 　　" 　　 They… they want to kill Dong Lang! A white lightning bolt seemed to strike Su Jin's heart, leaving her momentarily stunned. Then she immediately 　　realized, "I have to notify Dong Lang right away!" Wait, no, even if she did notify Dong Lang, what then? 　　How could he possibly defeat the combined forces of the three major sects? Even if they evaded them once, wouldn't they come back a second time? 　　She could dodge the first day, but could she dodge the fifteenth? To defeat Dong Lang, she needed to... she needed to know the exact 　　timing of their actions each time. How could she know their timing? 　　 Only one word flashed through Su Jin's mind: "Time"!

As a courtesan, one must learn many things. While one doesn't necessarily need to be an expert, one should at least know them.
Su Jin had also read "The Art of War," and the thirteenth chapter, "The Use of Spies," could effectively resolve her predicament. "
So be it," she thought, "my body is already defiled, I have no face to serve the army. I will use this body to do something for you one last time."
Having made up her mind, Su Jin gathered her chaotic thoughts, pulled the sheet over herself, and began to sob softly
. Hearing her cries, the outside room immediately fell silent. Then the curtain was lifted, and two neatly dressed Taoist priests entered—
Qingyun and Qingyu.
The two men bowed respectfully, and Qingyu said, "Fairy, please forgive us. Last night, we saw your graceful dance and
melodious singing, like that of a celestial being. We two Taoists couldn't control ourselves and committed a grave mistake. We deeply regret it. Today, whether
you kill us or punish us is entirely up to you."
With that, the two men drew their swords, knelt before the bed, and held them up to Su Jin. Su Jin, however, only wept and
ignored them.
After a long while, Su Jin said in a hoarse voice, "Please rise, gentlemen. I was born into this world of
pleasure. When I entered this lowly status, I foresaw this day. You need not blame yourselves; this is simply my destiny."
Her delicate phoenix cry, though somewhat hoarse, was still like heavenly music, making the two lecherous men's bones melt. They
exchanged a knowing smile, understanding that their plan had largely succeeded.
Qingyu spoke up, "Fairy, you are a celestial being incarnate, how can you belittle yourself? In ancient times, Guanyin Bodhisattva offered her own body to save
318 people. Fairy, you must also be a virtuous person sent by Heaven to save us mortals."
Su Jin chuckled and retorted, "Nonsense! How can this lowly concubine compare to Your Highness!"
Seeing Su Jin laugh, the two felt reassured, knowing their plan had succeeded. Although Su Jin was intelligent, she was relatively new to the world
, mostly under Wang Dong's protection, and no match for these two seasoned veterans. She
had already fallen into their trap without realizing it.
Qingyun, caught between Su Jin's smile and retort, was half-smitten. She felt as if a thousand ants were
crawling inside her, an itch she didn't know how to scratch. She said, "I can compare, I can compare! Your Highness, please save me now!"
As she spoke, she had already climbed onto the bed, her hands groping under the sheets.
Su Jin desperately tried to avoid his groping hands, pleading with a forced smile, "Master, I'm too tired right now. Please let me
rest for a couple of days before serving you again."
But Qingyun, blinded by lust, wouldn't listen. He wasn't afraid of Su Jin turning against him;
Su Jin, already caught in their trap, would never turn against them as long as her lover was safe. So his actions were ruthless; he
ripped off the sheet from Su Jin's body, revealing her delicate, fair body to the two beasts once more.
"No—no—please, please don't do this, please!" Su Jin weakly pushed Qingyun away, but
it was all in vain.
Qingyun kneaded Su Jin's soft breasts with one hand, shaping them like dough,
while his other hand moved to her lower abdomen, touching her genitals and teasing her swollen clitoris with his fingers.
Su Jin's body writhed violently at Qingyun's actions. Qingyun's hand continued its activity, his middle finger incessantly
rubbing Su Jin's vulva, occasionally teasing her clitoris, laughing loudly as he did so, "So smooth, so tender, so
pleasurable! Your Majesty, you are truly virtuous!"
Su Jin was both ashamed and angry, yet dared not truly resist, and could only grit her teeth and endure it. If she truly angered these two,
and they left, it would be difficult for her to infiltrate their relationship again.
Qingyun suddenly flipped Su Jin over, making her lie face down on the bed. He patted her fair buttocks and said, "Lift your buttocks
up, quick! Spread your legs!"
Under Qingyun's coercion, Su Jin could only tearfully spread her two long, slender legs. Her
labia majora were slightly darker than the skin on her inner thighs. It was daytime, and rays of sunlight shone
in from the window, falling directly on the bed and illuminating Su Jin's beautiful vulva in every detail. Qingyun could clearly see
the glistening fluid slowly flowing between Su Jin's buttocks. The bright sunlight made Su Jin's full, snowy buttocks appear translucent
, like two pieces of translucent white jade. Qingyun and Qingyu's blood surged, and the room was filled with
their heavy breathing. Although they had played all night, they couldn't see as clearly as they did now.
Su Jin had already closed her eyes, letting them do as they pleased. Qingyun grinned lewdly,
pinching Su Jin's labia majora with his index fingers and forcefully prying them open. Su Jin's exquisite garden was completely
exposed to the eyes of these two beasts.
Qingyun could no longer restrain himself and tried to insert his penis, but a small, fair hand blocked
his way.
"Master, I really can't take it anymore, please spare me," Su Jin pleaded, her voice trembling with tears.
"Then what about this 'firewood stick' of yours?" Qingyun lewdly asked, stroking his engorged penis.
Su Jin simply covered her vulva and shook her head.
"You still have your little mouth," Qingyu suggested with a lewd grin.
"That's right." Qingyun excitedly turned Su Jin around, then thrust his erect penis into her cherry-like mouth.
The penis, having been inside her all night, emitted an incredibly strange odor that nearly made Su Jin faint. But before she could react
, the large penis had already forcefully penetrated her mouth, the glans piercing deep into her throat.
Her voice, usually renowned for its heavenly beauty, was now receiving a foul and ugly guest.
Su Jin struggled to breathe from this attack, tears streaming down her face, her stomach churning. But Qingyun
ignored her, simply holding her head firmly with both hands, watching his dark penis move in and out of her crimson mouth
.
"Haha, 'Song Jue' from 'The Perfect Match of Qin and Song' is eating my cock! So good, so incredibly good, so warm, and her throat
is even gripping it! It's so good, definitely different from ordinary pheasants, haha—"
Qingyun looked at the legendary "Song Jue," the talented woman, fairy, and saint in the eyes of those literati, now lowly
bowing down between his legs eating his filthy cock. His sense of superiority surged, and he pounded his cock even harder,
making Su Jin's eyes roll back.
Qingyu, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't hold back anymore. With her cock pressed against him, she chuckled lewdly, "Since Senior Brother..."
"Since I've taken over Su Jin's singing voice, then I'll take over her ass voice."
With that, he pinched Su Jin's buttocks and forcefully spread them apart, revealing her pale pink anus.
Qingyu laughed, and his egg-sized glans pressed against it, slowly pushing in.
"Ugh—ugh!" The sudden attack made Su Jin's eyes widen. Her mouth was gagged, preventing her from speaking
. She could only desperately twist her buttocks, trying to express herself, but unfortunately, Qingyu didn't seem to understand
. His large penis continued to pound away like a pile driver, disappearing inch by inch into Su Jin's anus. The thick penis
stretched the anal veins until they disappeared, and the tender flesh walls were stretched to their limit, as if they were about to burst.
"So tight, so good, Ge Jue's anus is indeed extraordinary." Qingyu sighed contentedly, and after enjoying the
warm, tight cavity for a while, he began to slowly thrust in and out.
Su Jin felt as if a scorching iron rod had been inserted into her anus. Pain, swelling, numbness, and tingling—a variety of indescribable
sensations spread throughout her body with each thrust of the rod. She wanted to scream, but could only let out a mournful "woof woof."
She tried to struggle, but the two hands on her anus and head were like cast iron; she couldn't budge them at all.
Tears streamed down her face. "Husband, where are you? Your Jin'er is suffering now, she's suffering so much.
And perhaps it will suffer even more in the future—
?"

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