【Son of the True Dragon】(8)

Chapter Eight: Passionate and
Debauched As night fell, dozens of warm, large red candles illuminated the spacious and luxurious palace of the Joyful Buddha, making it as bright as
day. After a passionate night, Liu Yu and Nangong Mei lay contentedly
on the Joyful Buddha's bed, which could easily accommodate ten people.
Ever since Liu Yu healed the Joyful Buddha, Nangong Mei had worried that her beloved disciple and master would fall for the elegant and graceful
Empress Qiyue and become fickle. However, Liu Yu did not allow Empress Qiyue to serve him that night, but instead
engaged in a passionate lovemaking session with her. The beautiful fairy with the perfect buttocks, now completely at peace, felt boundless love for Liu Yu.
"...Thank you for your reward, Master."
Lying in Liu Yu's arms, this beauty with the most exquisite buttocks was filled with happiness, clinging to him like a little bird.
"Hehe, I know you watched a slutty scene today, so your mind must be full of lewd thoughts. That's why your master has been so kind as to let
you have your fill." Liu Yu playfully grabbed Nangong Mei's beautiful buttocks, his eyes filled with undisguised affection,
making Nangong Mei feel as if she were floating on clouds.
"This servant Qiyue greets Master."
Just then, Empress Qiyue walked in from outside the door with light steps, kneeling respectfully before Liu Yu at
the bedside.
"What is it?"
Liu Yu lay casually on the bed, looking at the beautiful woman with her head bowed and eyes lowered before him. Just a day ago, she
was the Empress of Xifeng City, second only to the Emperor, but now she had become Liu Yu's lowly servant,
not even qualified to stand before him.
Qiyue's hair was styled in a high bun, lightly powdered, and she wore a white, tight-fitting gauze dress adorned with lace, making her appear even more elegant
and noble. She maintained her slender waist and obedient kneeling posture with her hands placed on her knees, and answered in a melodious voice, "This servant has come
to inquire of Master, when shall we begin to train the Fairy of Exquisite Breasts, Lin Lei?"
"That's right! You can start training her now." Liu Yu slapped his forehead, having been busy all day and
forgotten about this beauty, Lin Lei.
"Master hasn't specified what kind of female slave he needs, so this servant has hesitated to make a move." Qi Yue continued.
"Train that slut into the lowest sow!" Nangong Mei
was still resentful that Lin Lei had stolen half a cup of Liu Yu's first essence.
"As you wish. You decide how you train Lin Lei." Liu Yu shrugged.
"Master doesn't know," Qi Yue smiled understandingly. "Dog slaves, horse slaves, or... sows,
don't count as female slaves. Female slaves can be broadly divided into four types. The first type is called the passion slave; the more the master insults their heart,
the more aroused they become. The second type is the body slave; the more the master abuses their body, the more excited they become. The third
type is the wanton slave; they crave intercourse, the more the better. In our Joyful Temple, we have several holy maidens who are wanton slaves by nature. Although they
also serve the Buddha, they spend most of their time serving the believers. The fourth type is the infatuated slave; their sexual interests are different
from ordinary people, and they are fond of eating feces and drinking urine."
Qi Yue explained in detail, making Liu Yu's heart flutter with longing. But after a moment's thought, he shook his head vigorously,
grabbed Nangong Mei's cloud-like hair, and dragged his dog slave master to his feet.
“This classification is probably inappropriate. According to you, Mei Bitch is my dog slave, so she should be considered a body slave,
but if I, Master, make her lick my feet now, making her feel ashamed, she will still lick with great excitement. In that case, would
n’t she also be considered a love slave?”
As he spoke, Liu Yu pointed to his big feet. Nangong Mei blushed and glanced at Qi Yue, tidied
her hair which Liu Yu had messed up, and obediently knelt at her master’s feet, her cherry lips holding Liu Yu’s right big toe, beginning
to lick it with extreme humiliation.
“Master, the four categories of female slaves—love, body, wanton, and infatuated—are not absolute classifications. As long as it is Master’s order,
any type of slave will obey with joy. Otherwise, would they still be called slaves?” Qi Yue looked at
Nangong Mei, who was sticking out her fragrant tongue to lick Liu Yu’s sole, suppressed a slight flutter in her heart, and continued to smile and say, “In this servant’s opinion,
the Fairy of Beautiful Buttocks is not a body slave, but a true love slave.”
“How do you know?” Liu Yu shook his head again.
“Master might as well ask the Fairy of Beautiful Buttocks when she is most aroused and unable to control herself,”
Liu Yu nodded, reaching out to pat Nangong Mei’s high, round buttocks, signaling her to answer. Nangong Mei knelt up,
her red lips parted, but before she could speak, her pretty face was already flushed.
Even for the most lustful woman like Nangong Mei, asking her to say when she was most wanton in front of others was still
difficult to do. Just then, a crisp “slap” rang out, and Liu Yu had already slapped her hard
across the face.
“You filthy bitch! Don’t you understand what your master means?! Answer me, when are you most excited?”
“Ugh—ugh—” Liu Yu’s blow was not light this time, and Nangong Mei’s pink face immediately turned red,
and she cried out in pain.
“This bitch begs Master to calm down! This filthy bitch is most…most excited… when Master… insults her
…” Ignoring the burning pain on her face, Nangong Mei bent down and hugged Liu Yu’s leg, enduring the immense humiliation as she
answered.
The thought that she had most excited herself when she was being insulted in front of Empress Qiyue
ignited a masochistic lust within Nangong Mei. The fire of desire burned not only in her genitals but also in her mind.
Under the combined assault of endless humiliation and lust, Nangong Mei's lower body became a swamp once more, the scent of chrysanthemum oil mixing with her own fluids,
slowly sliding down her thighs.
Seeing Nangong Mei admit to being a love slave, Liu Yu glanced at Empress Qiyue with some surprise. This
noble-looking servant kneeling there gleamed with a hint of smugness in her eyes.
"Such discerning eyesight truly befits the title of Holy Queen of the Temple of Joy,"
Liu Yu praised admiringly. With a swift movement, he pulled Nangong Mei into his arms from behind, then
lifted her legs high, exposing her jade-like buttocks directly to Holy Queen Qiyue. "You filthy bitch, so you
enjoy being humiliated, huh? Perfect timing, Qiyue, come and see what's on this bitch's anus."
With her legs spread apart by Liu Yu, Nangong Mei's round, smooth buttocks naturally parted, revealing her tender,
pink anus. Maintaining this posture before the noble Holy Queen Qiyue, and hearing such mockery, Nangong Mei...
Gong Mei felt as if a thick, long penis had been deeply inserted into her heart. Her delicate body trembled violently uncontrollably, and her
already overflowing orifices gushed forth shameful fluids once more. She bit her red lips tightly, trying to suppress
her urge to moan.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Having been trained by the Joyful Buddha for a long time, Empress Qiyue knew that what she should do now was to cooperate with her master in giving Nangong
Mei the ultimate humiliation, so she gladly walked over. As she gracefully stepped forward, Liu Yu clearly felt
Nangong Mei's breathing becoming more and more rapid, her delicate body trembling with desire.
"How lewd—" Empress Qiyue knelt before Nangong Mei's beautiful buttocks, murmuring, "This servant
saw a lewd peach blossom, in the center of the pink leaves, a tender red anus-like stamen... On the stamen,
is that the master's inscription? 'The lewdness of the lowly bitch Nangong Mei…'"
"Ugh—!!"
Before Empress Qiyue could finish the last word, "anus," Nangong Mei was already pushed to
the peak of pleasure by the immense humiliation. Her head was held high, her slender waist arched, her long jade legs twisted in Liu Yu's hands, her
beautiful toes tensed, emitting ecstatic moans. Then, from the depths of that delicate peach blossom,
a stream of joyful, bright yellow liquid gushed forth, splashing onto Empress Qiyue's white gauze skirt.
"Haha, you slutty bitch, you get this horny just from Qiyue saying a few words?"
Liu Yu laughed heartily as he put down the breathless Nangong Mei, noticing that Empress Qiyue was also blushing, her
phoenix eyes fixed on Nangong Mei's naked body. "Could this beauty also be the type who likes to be humiliated?"
Liu Yu couldn't help but wonder, then followed Empress Qiyue's gaze: what attracted Empress Qiyue's attention
was the large "媚" (mei, meaning alluring/charming) tattoo on Nangong Mei's alabaster buttocks.
"Qiyue, do you think your master, this bitch, is beautiful?"
Liu Yu wanted to test Empress Qiyue's submissiveness, so he reached out and pulled up one of Nangong Mei's snow-white arms, revealing
the peach blossom tattoo blooming under her armpit.
"...Beautiful, very beautiful." Seeing the lifelike peach blossom, a hint of lust finally flashed in Empress Qiyue's usually clear phoenix eyes.
Her gaze swept over the tattoos on Nangong Mei's armpit, left buttock, and slender feet again and again, her breathing
rapid as she answered.
"Hehehe..." Seeing Empress Qiyue's reaction, Liu Yu understood perfectly. He leaped off the couch, reached out and
lifted Empress Qiyue's chin, lewdly examining her smooth, flawless face before suddenly
slapping her hard across the face.
"Crack!"
"Ouch—" Empress Qiyue, still kneeling on the ground, was knocked to the ground by the slap. Her head was lowered, her
alluring body beneath her white gauze dress trembling uncontrollably, her previous noble and elegant demeanor completely gone. At the same time, Liu Yu smelled
that familiar fragrance in the stone chamber again.
"Don't you find the tattoos on that bitch's body particularly beautiful? Don't you yearn for your master to also
wield needles and ink on your body?" Liu Yu seemed like a different person. He paced back and forth rapidly, his expression fierce and tyrannical.
"Speak! Noble and elegant Holy Queen, how do you most want your master to treat you? To whip your filthy body,
or to prick you with needles?!"
With each question Liu Yu asked, Holy Queen Qiyue involuntarily trembled slightly.
While healing the wounds of the Joyful Buddha in the underground stone chamber, Holy Queen Qiyue had been brutally penetrated by Liu Yu hundreds of times, finally collapsing to the ground from exhaustion. At that time,
although Holy Queen Qiyue was full of lust, her elegance remained undiminished in every smile and frown. Now, after being brutally slapped by Liu Yu
, all her composure was gone.
"Holy Queen, Holy Queen, so you are a true body slave. Your body needs your master's torture and play the most!"
Liu Yu laughed as he squatted down in front of Holy Queen Qiyue, saying incisively. When Liu Yu first saw Empress Qiyue staring intently at
Nangong Mei's tattoos, he assumed this naturally alluring beauty was also a love slave, her heart
fluttering at the sight of her sister being given such lewd tattoos by her master. Later, hearing Empress Qiyue praise the beauty of the tattoos, he realized that
Empress Qiyue was likely a body slave at heart. Seeing the numerous tattoos on Nangong Mei's body, her own desire to be abused and played with
was uncontrollable.
After Empress Qiyue was slapped and secreted arousal fluid, Liu Yu was even more certain of his judgment
: this beauty, exuding an air of nobility and elegance, deep down craved her master's real, physical abuse.
"Eek—thank you for the punishment, Master..."
Empress Qiyue struggled to sit up, her pretty face flushed with desire. In the past, the Joyful Buddha liked to hang
her naked upside down in the room, whipping her with a thin whip soaked in aphrodisiacs, or a rough torture whip. For the past six months
, the Joyful Buddha had been preoccupied with his own affairs, and the Holy Empress Qiyue hadn't experienced her master's brutality for a long time. Now,
the submissive nature hidden beneath her noble exterior was awakened by Liu Yu's hard slap.
Nangong Mei, recovering from the peak of pleasure, was astonished to find the usually composed Holy Empress of the Joyful Temple
kneeling before Liu Yu with a look of lust on her face. The Holy Empress Qiyue lay prostrate on the ground with her back to Liu Yu,
the hem of her white gauze dress lifted to her waist, revealing her smooth, snow-white buttocks. Now, her
once fair buttocks were covered in red marks, as Liu Yu's demonic hand struck them repeatedly, filling the room with
the sounds of slapping, the soft chirping of birds, and that familiar, faint fragrance.
"Ugh!—Master, you did a good job!—Ugh—Master! Beat this lowly servant's buttocks until they're raw!—Ah—"
At this moment, Empress Qiyue was no longer
the epitome of elegance and nobility. She lay helplessly prone, her beautiful buttocks barely raised to receive her master's blows. Her delicate face was pressed tightly against the ground, her phoenix eyes were glazed, and she was covered in sweat. Saliva
dripped from the corners of her parted lips, wetting her face and the cold ground...
The next morning, after circulating the Star Moon Mystic Art once on the bed, Liu Yu finished his breakfast feeling refreshed and strolled
out of the palace.
Recalling the enchanting scene of the previous night, Liu Yu couldn't help but smile.
He never expected that the seemingly high and mighty, calm and composed Empress Qiyue was actually a
body slave who enjoyed being tortured and played with. After being beaten on her beautiful buttocks by Liu Yu, the lustful Empress Qiyue was ordered to lie prone on
the bed alongside Nangong Mei, her snowy buttocks raised high. Liu Yu, meanwhile, calmly stepped forward, casually thrusting his spear into the unparalleled man before him.
The two stunning beauties, with their jade-like buttocks and exquisite orifices, were completely at ease with each other, ultimately swallowing the large
wad of snow-white dragon essence bestowed upon them by Liu Yu.
"Hehe, truly a scene of chrysanthemum fragrance dancing wildly, passion spilling everywhere—"
Liu Yu was rambling on when a temple maid approached and respectfully bowed: "Master, the Holy
Empress and Fairy Nangong instructed me that once you awaken, you should visit the garden."
"The garden?"
Liu Yu, puzzled by the two women's intentions, followed the maid for a while, eventually arriving at
an exquisitely crafted courtyard deep within the temple. Walking along the winding paths paved with pebbles, everywhere he looked was filled with
exotic flowers and rare herbs, their fragrance filling the air. Liu Yu couldn't help but secretly admire the Joyful Buddha's ability to create such a paradise on earth.
Turning past an unnamed flowerbed, several stunningly beautiful figures came into view: Nangong Mei and
Empress Qiyue. Ji Xiang and Ji Xue stood behind Nangong Mei, while a Western Region beauty whom Liu Yu had never seen before stood
beside Empress Qiyue.
Upon seeing Liu Yu's arrival, the women all bowed and addressed him as "Master." As Liu Yu's master, Nangong Mei still
called him "Yu'er."
Today, Nangong Mei wore a tight-fitting, pale yellow dress with an exotic flair, and
a gold necklace adorned her long, snow-white neck. The dress did not use the traditional front-opening style of the Central Plains; instead, it completely enveloped her alluring
figure, with the upper part connected to the gold necklace. A large openwork design extended down to her waist, adorned only with a few thin gold
chains that accentuated Nangong Mei's smooth, snow-white back.
Empress Qiyue, too, had changed her usual tight-fitting, floor-length dress, opting instead for a snow-white silk satin short robe,
revealing her long, jade-like legs. The satin robe was completely open in the front, loosely tied at the waist with a ribbon.
The robe, trimmed with lace, only reached her thighs, barely concealing most of her smooth, fleshy breasts. However, her shaved lower
body was completely exposed, easily visible to Liu Yu. The Empress wore a
heart-shaped jade pendant adorning her genitals, its smooth surface pressed against her vulva, its method of securing it unknown.
The Western Region beauty behind Empress Qiyue, though fair-skinned and with delicate features, was undeniably beautiful,
but in both appearance and demeanor, she paled in comparison to Nangong Mei and Empress Qiyue—
how many in the world could rival these two women in beauty? Liu Yu noticed that this woman wore a thin white veil, and golden bands adorned her neck, arms, and thighs
, complete with glittering nipple and labia rings, recognizing her as one of the Joyful Saintess.
"Alright, you can bring Lin Lei over now."
Nangong Mei nodded slightly to Ji Xiang and Ji Xue, and the two slaves turned and walked towards a pavilion in the distance. Wearing
a snow-white satin robe and with flowing red hair, the Holy Empress Qiyue had regained her usual nobility and elegance, completely devoid of
the wanton allure of the previous night. She led Liu Yu to a stone table among the flowers and personally served him fragrant tea, gesturing for
the Joyful Holy Maiden to come forward: "Master, please sit down. This is the Joyful Temple Holy Maiden, Elena. Her Tranquilizing
Cream is unparalleled in the world, perfect for the Fairy of Wonderful Breasts..."
"Oh? What kind of miraculous effects does the Tranquilizing Cream have? Is it used to aphrodisiac?"
Liu Yu asked curiously, knowing that he was about to begin training Lin Lei.
"Reporting to Master, Elena's Tranquilizing Cream is a calming and soothing substance, not an aphrodisiac. However,
it happens to be the perfect item for training Fairy Lin Lei."
The blonde, blue-eyed Elena bowed gracefully before Liu Yu. Her voice was beautiful, and she spoke fluent
Mandarin, which was quite pleasing to the ear.
As they were speaking, Ji Xiang and Ji Xue pushed out a torture device from the pavilion.
The device had a circular base about two meters in diameter, cast from black iron and carved into a lifelike lotus platform shape.
Four thick black iron supports, also about two meters high, supported a round umbrella
-shaped canopy adorned with tassels. The base of the lotus platform was fitted with pulleys. Fairy Lin Lei, kneeling on the lotus platform, was pushed
before Liu Yu by Ji Xiang and Ji Xue.
When imprisoned in the Star Moon Manor dungeon, Lin Lei was disheveled and filthy. On the journey to Xifeng City
, Lin Lei was confined in a box for an extended period, only seeing the light of day for three meals a day. Ji Xue and Ji Xiang
cleaned her excrement every two days. Thus, the journey had taken its toll, leaving Lin Lei utterly exhausted,
with only her fragrant breasts retaining a faint trace of her former radiance as the Fairy of Breasts.
Now, on the Lotus Platform of Wonderful Sound, Lin Lei had clearly been carefully groomed. Her exquisite body was flawless,
exuding a delicate fragrance. Her cloud-like hair was tied back with a golden hairband, and her pretty face was lightly powdered. Although no longer as filthy
as livestock, Lin Lei still knelt on the lotus platform with her head bowed and eyes closed, her face filled with sorrow. If it weren't for her pair of
radiant, jewel-like breasts, trembling and displaying their perfect pear shape, no one would dare say that
she was once the elegant, flowing-robed Lin Lei, the head of the Cihang Temple in the South China Sea, the Fairy of Breasts, hailed by countless believers as the "Holy Breast Goddess
. "
Even Liu Yu had to admit that although she no longer possessed her former radiance,
Lin Lei's ethereal figure and rare, exquisite breasts still surpassed those of the Joyful Saintess Elena, as well as Ji Xiang and Ji Xue.
Among the women present, only Nangong Mei and Empress Qiyue could rival her beauty.
"What is this?"
After admiring Lin Lei's alluring body, Liu Yu's attention turned to the exquisite black iron lotus platform.
"Master, this is the Wonderful Sound Lotus Platform, meticulously designed by the Buddha, specifically for training female slaves.
Once a female slave steps onto the lotus platform, her cries of pleasure will be incessant, hence the name 'Wonderful Sound'," Empress
Qiyue explained with a smile.
"Wonderful Sound Lotus Platform? My elder brother is truly something else!" Liu Yu exclaimed in admiration. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the lotus platform
was covered with round holes of varying sizes, some as small as the bottom of a cup, others as large as the rim of a bowl. The four surrounding supports
were riddled with hidden doors, suggesting that many bizarre torture instruments were concealed within these arm-thick supports.
"Master, would you like to see the many wondrous uses of this Myriad Sound Lotus Platform?"
Empress Qiyue smiled sweetly.
"Is that even a question? Absolutely!" Liu Yu laughed heartily
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