Huang Rong and her daughter's hypnotic training 1-3

The world
is unfair. My master, Guo Jing, has had countless adventures since childhood, learning from the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan and
Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Even the incredibly difficult Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms seem effortless to him, and he has won
the heart of Huang Rong, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. Now, he is the hope of the entire city of Xiangyang, beloved by hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians.
But I, Wu Xiuwen, am the complete opposite. I'm almost twenty and still have mediocre martial arts skills. My parents died early, forcing
me to live under someone else's roof. I bear the title of Guo Jing's disciple but have nothing to show for myself. I can only spend my days
practicing martial arts in the Guo family mansion, wasting my time. Sigh…
"Xiao Wu! The sun is already high in the sky! Are you still sleeping in?" A girl's voice came from outside the door, making my
heart flutter . It was Guo Fu.
I had already been very obedient to her, but she still missed Yang Guo, whose whereabouts were unknown. I had also subtly expressed my feelings to Huang Rong, but neither my
brother had any intention of marrying Guo Fu. " Sigh...
" Guo Fu kicked
open
" "Ah!?..." I quickly sat up, still wrapped in the blanket.
"Xiao Wu! Didn't you say you were the number one among the younger generation? Is our future number one
hero practicing some kind of sleeping kung fu now?" Guo Fu looked at me with disgust. She was wearing a green robe,
and if it weren't for this disgust, she would have looked quite cute.
"Sister Fu..." The girlish feelings and cuteness of my youth seemed to have vanished like smoke.
"Sister Fu? I'm not your Sister Fu... I feel disgusted and uncomfortable whenever you say that." Guo
Fu frowned slightly. "Get up. If it weren't for Mother making me wake you every day, I wouldn't even want to come over." Guo
Fu snorted and left, ignoring the broken door frame.
I stared blankly at the empty ground and sighed. Could it be... could it really be that I have to try? Guo
Fu bears a striking resemblance to Huang Rong, and is now a sought-after heroine among the young heroes of the martial arts world.
She is known for her chivalry and willingness to help the weak and oppressed, earning her the affections of both soldiers and civilians. Now, she is torn between her longing for Yang Guo and the pursuit of countless handsome
young men . Her childhood stories seem insignificant to my brother and me; everything is different now
.
With these complex thoughts in my mind, I dressed and headed towards the front hall where Aunt Guo (Huang Rong) was.
"Xiuwen! Come and eat something first." On the table in the front hall, Huang Rong had already prepared pastries and breakfast for us.
The breakfast was simple, yet it smelled wonderfully fragrant. Guo Jing must have been incredibly fortunate to marry such
a beautiful and skillful wife as Huang Rong. I took a deep breath; the scent of Huang Rong lingered in the air, faint
yet intoxicating. Hmm…
Auntie’s figure… Huang Rong was only in her early thirties, yet she exuded charm. Her
light blue, casual clothes couldn’t conceal her exquisite figure; her beautiful breasts stood high, and her slender waist inspired
a desire to embrace her. Her long, jet-black hair was tied in a bun at the back of her head, but
some Her face was exquisitely beautiful, with a fair and pretty face, bright eyes,
and an indescribable spirit, making her appear spirited and vigorous.
My penis throbbed slightly. I nodded awkwardly and sat down to eat.
“Xiuwen, your elder brother Dunru isn’t much older than you, and he’s already patrolling outside the city with your uncle Guo Jing
. You mustn’t slack off; you must practice diligently, understand?” Huang Rong seemed disgusted by my gaze, as if she
wanted to devour her whole.
“Yes,” I nodded. I dared not look at her again.
"Go practice your sword in the backyard later, then rest at noon. Do this every day from now on! Understand?"
Huang Rong's eyes darted around, a kind of punishment for my earlier disrespect.
"Yes, Aunt Guo." Hearing the satisfactory answer, Huang Rong stopped looking at me, a hint of triumph in her expression.
She drifted away.
...
Under the disdainful supervision of the servants in the mansion, I finally made it to noon. Now, I felt like
a discarded pawn of the Guo family, not as illustrious as my elder brother and Guo Fu, nor favored by my master and mistress. Was I really
going to do this?
That thing, perhaps I...
I returned to my bedroom. Huang Rong had already had the door repaired. That thing was still untouched under my
bed . I closed the door with a complicated expression. That happened a few days ago...
"Mmm... Sister Fu... Rong'er..." In the pitch-black night, I held Guo Fu's underwear, which I had secretly taken from the laundry room
, in one hand, smelling her slightly sweaty, youthful scent, while masturbating with the other. My mind
conjured images of Huang Rong and her daughter's charming faces, their expressions a mix of anger and delight.
A moment later, I ejaculated, lying on the bed feeling empty and helpless.
"Hahaha, I never imagined Guo Jing's disciple would masturbate while thinking of Huang Rong? Quite
the style !" I looked up and was shocked to see someone watching me from the rafters
. Filled with shame and anger, I ignored the semen still dripping from my penis and drew my sword from the side of the bed. Unexpectedly, this person's
lightness skill was astounding; before I could even draw my sword, three acupoints were struck, my wrist went numb, and the sword fell to the ground.
"Who are you? I am Guo Jing's disciple! You can't escape this!" My pants were slumped
on the floor, my penis mostly limp, dripping semen onto my trousers.
"Haha, thinking about your master's wife masturbating and still having the nerve to call yourself Guo Jing's disciple, it's laughable."
In the darkness, I couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he seemed to have a deep-seated hatred for Guo Jing. "But I quite like your idea,
kid . If you really want to sleep with your master's wife Huang Rong and junior sister Guo Fu, I can
lend you a hand."
"Don't even think about it. I will not associate with villains like you." I forced a smile and shouted. "If you don't leave
, I'll scream. I'll call for help. There are villains here. The Guo residence is heavily guarded. You won't be able to escape then."
"Are you willing to live your life like trash in this world? Like me?" I saw the
man light a tinderbox and light the candle by the bedside. The man was dressed in white, clearly visible in the darkness.
His expression was dashing yet bitter. His hair and beard were white, and his face was handsome. He must have been a fine young man in his youth.
However, his lower body was empty except for his trouser legs, which looked completely bare.
"Guo Jing and Huang Rong ruined my legs, and I still can't have sex. Yet they have great martial arts skills. What's
the point of this life?" The middle-aged man pulled down his trouser legs, revealing his bloodied and mangled genitals.
"Ah..." I had never seen anything like this before. I couldn't help but cry out.
"The suffering I've endured over the years can't be explained in a few words. I don't care why Guo Jing and the others are
resisting ; I just want to avenge this humiliation and make Huang Rong look like a harlot in front of me!" The middle-aged man had strong arms, and
although he had no legs, his hands were even stronger and faster. He pressed his hands tightly against my shoulders, his eyes
turning blood red with excitement.
...
The things under the bed were the incense he left behind. He said that this incense was made from a rare flower from the Western Regions, called the Seven Insects
Awakening Flower. It smelled refreshing and invigorating, but there was a strange insect in this flower. If you were exposed to it for a long time, you would
inhale it into your lungs. Once you had enough, hearing the insect-summoning melody on a special bone flute would make you fall into a
state of complete absorption, like a walking corpse. At that time, you would gladly accept any arrangement you made for her.
"What good will this do you..."
"I want Guo Jing's disciple and Huang Rong to have a passionate affair, I want Huang Rong to become a promiscuous woman, and I want their
daughter to become a slut." The legless man was like a madman, his arm pressing down on my shoulder with a painful force.
"I could have done it myself, but I think it would be more interesting if you did it. Didn't you want to kill me?
Once you control Huang Rong and Guo Fu, my martial arts are no match for her."
"You pervert!"
"Pervert? Hahahaha..."
Scenes of that man flashed before my eyes. This hesitation tormented me every day. The expressions and emotions of Guo Fu and Huang Rong every day
were stimulating me. I couldn't hold back anymore. I wanted Fu Mei and Huang Rong to be mine!
Chapter One
A few days later.
The legless man once told me that incense should be set up in the places where she frequents every day. One stick of incense
can last for several days. If successful, the first time I would have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to train her, the second time would
double, and the third time would double again. I could also wake her up midway through, and I could make any
demands on her. Some demands, if handled properly, would be useful after she wakes up.
I played the bone flute near Huang Rong and Guo Fu every day, but it had no effect.
Instead, Huang Rong mocked me for playing it without any technique. Huang Yaoshi had composed the "Azure Sea Tide Song" and
was very skilled in music and string instruments. Huang Rong herself had also achieved some success.
"Mother! Doesn't Xiuwen practice swordsmanship every day? He still couldn't beat me just now. He's so stupid," Guo Fu
mocked .
"As long as Xiuwen is focused on the Dao, his martial arts will always improve," Huang Rong said, though she didn't say anything, she didn't
criticize Guo Fu either, and looked at me with some disappointment.
"Hmph, boring. I'm going out to find Father..." Guo Fu thought smugly, sword in one hand, grabbing
a steamed bun and floating out.
"It's alright, Aunt Guo. I'll try my best." I tried hard not to show my anger and helplessness. Being unable to beat
my junior sister was truly a bitter feeling.
"This incense smells quite good. Xiuwen, you've put it in
places Fu'er likes to go, but Fu'er doesn't realize it..." Huang Rong was incredibly clever. She only knew that I liked Guo Fu, but she
didn't approve of me being with Guo Fu. I could only sigh inwardly. However, those involved are often blinded by their own feelings. I had placed
even more incense in the places she frequented, so Huang Rong couldn't see it.
"It's alright, Aunt." I quickly said. Huang Rong was clever after all. I was a little afraid that she might have noticed something
.
Seeing Huang Rong get up to leave, I gritted my teeth, took out the bone flute hidden in my bosom, and the morning sunlight shone
into the front hall. The Guo family never had many servants, and at this time it was mostly just Huang Rong and me in the hall. I played the bone flute,
and Huang Rong, who had already half-stood up, felt a little heavy and slowly sat back down in her chair.
"..." Huang Rong murmured as if in a dream.
Had it worked? Or was she just a little tired and sleepy? I thought nervously, a little afraid.
"Auntie, Aunt Guo..." I pulled down the flute and called out, because I hadn't finished playing the piece, and
Huang Rong had entered a strange state. She didn't respond to my soft calls.
"Could she be asleep..." I thought, somewhat hesitant to test the effect of the incense. I nervously
closed the front hall door. Then I quietly approached Huang Rong, who was sitting in the chair, her chin resting on her hand, and gently
poked her shoulder with my finger. Hmm, even if she was awake, it was only because I had woken her.
"Uh..." Huang Rong didn't react, her pale cherry lips breathing evenly.
Could he be telling the truth? He wasn't lying? Did it really work? I became excited, my hands trembling as I
shook her shoulders, calling out, "Huang Rong, Huang Rong..."
Right, there's only an incense stick's time left. I have to hurry. What should I do?
Should I rape her now? No, that won't do. Huang Rong is so smart; even if she doesn't remember,
she'll definitely find something afterward. But what should I do? My thoughts were a jumbled mess, and I trembled with excitement
.
Huang Rong's beautiful face, as pure as snow and as elegant as an orchid, was right before my eyes.
She was the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, admired by all. At this moment, her eyes were glazed over, staring ahead. I stood behind her, my breath
quickening
, and reached out to grasp Huang Rong's shapely breasts. Underneath her silk robes was a simple nightgown, open at the middle, revealing no bra or bodice, just perfect breasts—teardrop-shaped, hemispherical. The soft, warm feel gave
me an indescribable pleasure. I had always wanted to knead Huang Rong's breasts with my own hands; this
feeling was like a dream come true, yet I was also afraid it would disappear. I wanted it to
stay like this forever.
My somewhat rough hands slipped inside her nightgown. This was the first time I had ever touched a woman's breasts, especially
the breasts of the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world. My penis stood erect, displaying an undisguised rage.
I roughly undressed her, kneading and squeezing Huang Rong's breasts, feeling each other's pounding hearts.
Huang Rong! "You're mine, your breasts are so beautiful...so comfortable...
" Huang Rong suddenly groaned. Hmm, I glanced at her nervously; her eyes were
still glazed over, staring ahead. Did she feel my fingers? Did she feel something from this? I looked at Huang Rong
's face; there was a slight intoxication on her face, but I couldn't sense her consciousness; it was as if she were asleep with her
eyes . Could she feel something from my caresses?
"Huang Rong..." I emphasized. Gently, I ran my fingers over her shapely breasts, slowly,
little little.
"Mmm, uh..." She seemed to be responding to me, or perhaps she was muttering something in her sleep.
"Can you feel anything? Huang Rong... Rong'er... tell me..." I whispered in her ear. I stared intently at her
slightly open eyes, watching her expression nervously.
"Ah... ah... I feel..." Huang Rong murmured softly. She felt my touch and
fell into a strange, hypnotic state. She felt incredibly comfortable in her chest, but her long-standing upbringing and ethical considerations prevented her
from speaking out. Her cheeks flushed pink with shyness. "Mmm... ah..." Huang Rong's nipples were extremely sensitive. She closed her eyes tightly,
somewhat frightened. It seemed she would resist even this level of stimulation.
I kneaded her firm breasts vigorously. Incredibly, despite being over 30 and having a child, her areolas
were still the pink of a young girl's. The alluring peaches exuded a captivating fragrance, and her nipples, sensitive and
erect, were charmingly beautiful.
"Who am I? Huang Rong? Rong'er..." I whispered in her ear.
"Xiuwen, Wu Xiuwen...disciple..." Huang Rong stammered.
"Do you trust your disciple?" As long as she trusts me, everything will be fine.
"No...no..." Huang Rong opened her eyes slightly and uttered a sentence that surprised me. It turned out that after more than ten
years of master-disciple relationship, she still didn't trust me. I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
This hypnotic questioning struck at her core, but it also gave me an even more unspeakable tyranny. I wanted revenge,
I wanted to possess her, to possess Guo Fu. Every time I forcefully squeezed her beautiful breasts, she became
somewhat . I smiled slightly and thought of a way.
"Do you love your child?" I asked.
"Love...Fu'er..." Huang Rong answered, the answer was easy.
"Do you remember when you were pregnant for ten months? Your body is recalling the feeling of pregnancy." I
smiled evilly.
"Yes..." Huang Rong seemed to be recalling the past, that time of pregnancy.
"Your body is producing milk because of pregnancy, right? Because you need to breastfeed your child." My fingertips
gently played with her hardened, reddened nipples, and Huang Rong trembled slightly from my caresses.
"Mmm, milk...milk..." I massaged Huang Rong until she felt a tingling, numb sensation. Her breasts felt like they were glued to my
hands , incredibly comfortable, and emitted a faint milky fragrance.
Huang Rong felt incredibly comfortable with her breasts, which felt like she was pregnant. Her cherry lips parted slightly, she breathed heavily, and gently
pursed her lips, trying not to make a sound.
"Your breasts will produce milk in the future. The more comfortable you feel, the more milk you'll produce. Your breasts are extremely sensitive. The more milk you produce,
the more comfortable you'll feel. If your breasts release milk, it will be ten times more pleasurable than an orgasm." My soothing
words, combined with the pleasure from my kneading, made Huang Rong feel aroused.
"Pregnancy milk...pleasure...orgasm..." Huang Rong's expression was hazy. Right, there was only one incense stick's
time left, and half of that time had already passed. I needed to hurry.
As I intensified my kneading of her firm breasts, I also amplified her sensitivity with words. Huang Rong
felt that this breast kneading was even more pleasurable than when she had sex with Guo Jing. Her breasts, dormant for 15 years, felt
a surge of pleasure as milk welled up, and the more intense the feeling, the more comfortable she felt. So good…
“Mmm… ah…” Huang Rong closed her eyes tightly, her lips unconsciously emitting a
moan full of lust…
“Did you feel this way when Guo Jing touched you like this before?” I asked.
“No… never… ever…” This was the truth. The pleasure intensified tenfold, along with the pleasure brought by
the milk , washed over her mind again and again.
“Remember this feeling. Only your disciple Wu Xiuwen can give you this feeling. Remember it…”
I said slowly. "How did Guo Jing make love to you?"
"He..." Huang Rong blushed, somewhat shy, but had to say, "He was very gentle,
gently caressing, then kissing... then penetrating..." The rest of her words were barely audible; she still instinctively
didn't want to talk about these private matters.
"Then how about I massage your breasts from now on, so we can both feel good?" I was pushing my luck.
"No!" Huang Rong said decisively, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. Even though she was hypnotized,
Huang Rong still instinctively loathed this idle little apprentice. That disdainful, disgusting look only made me
angry.
"Even if it feels really good, it's still not okay?" I asked. My fingers lightly pinched her already erect nipples.
"No... only Brother Jing... no... no..." Although Huang Rong was somewhat dizzy from the heat of her
body , her heart still told her that massaging breasts was something that could only
be done with her husband. But the strange pleasure and the
feeling made Huang Rong breathless. She vaguely felt as if the milk was about to gush out. This
feeling, which even prostitutes in brothels never experienced, seemed to be happening to her. But, but… it felt so good…
Warm, moist tears streamed down Huang Rong's tightly closed eyes. Her brows were slightly furrowed, making it impossible to tell whether
she was happy or uncomfortable. She continued to endure the pleasure given by my fingers and warm palms. It felt so good
…
“Tell me how you feel. Tell me if your breasts feel good. Tell me.” With each press, Huang Rong
's body trembled. Her intuition told her that she was in so much pleasure that she couldn't speak.
“Haha… no, no… I can't say… no… ah…” Huang Rong gritted her teeth, desperately
refusing.
“Tell me, tell me… that will make you feel good… just say it, and you'll
feel good …” I tempted her. My fingers continued to stimulate her already slightly moist nipples.
"Ah... um, I can feel it... it feels good..." Huang Rong said resignedly, her eyes closed.
"Keep talking..." I quickened my movements, my fingertips constantly stimulating her nipples.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on her pink breasts. For Guo Jing, who had always been gentle with Huang Rong, this intense
stimulation was something she had never truly experienced in her life. How could this be...?
Every time I touched her nipples with my fingertips, Huang Rong arched her back, her chest thrusting even higher from the stimulation. This
tenfold pleasure was a joy Huang Rong could never have imagined.
"Ah... don't... don't... ah..." For the first time in her life, she had reached orgasm from having her breasts touched by fingers.
How could this be? It couldn't be... Huang Rong felt the pleasure emanating from her breasts with barely suppressed pride.
It all felt so good.
"It feels good, doesn't it? Tell me," I said, almost frantically.
"Ugh... nipples... feel good? Ugh... no... it feels good... ahhh..." Huang Rong's nipples stood erect
, her hands instinctively trying to cover them, but the indescribable comfort was something she had never experienced before, and
she didn't want to miss it. It felt so good...
"Climax... Rong'er... remember this feeling, only your apprentice Xiao Wu can give you this feeling...
remember!" I said.
"It feels good... it feels good..." Huang Rong murmured softly.
Her breasts, which were a little sore from my rough kneading, swelled up from the tenfold pleasure, and she had a strange feeling, a
feeling that something was about to gush out. "Don't... don't... don't... don't look at Rong'er... Xiao Wu... ugh..."
"It feels good, doesn't it? Tell me!" I said.
"Yes... yes... so good... so good..." Huang Rong opened her eyes slightly, staring in fear
. Something was about to come. "Nipples...nipples...ahhh..."
Her breasts, erect from my constant pressing, had pale white milk seeping from her beautiful nipples,
not much, but it had begun to secrete. "Ah, Xiao Wu...stop, stop...my body is so hot
...so hot...it's going to come again...ahhh...no..."
"Remember this feeling, shoot it out, Rong'er! Shoot it out." My eyes were bloodshot, like a demon.
Huang Rong clenched her teeth tightly, feeling something coming out of her breasts, different from when she breastfed Guo Fu, it was
a sexually pleasurable excitement.
"Come out!" I shouted.
"How could this be...I'm not pregnant...why...ahhh..." Huang Rong couldn't understand
why .
"Because you're a slut! Rong'er! Slut..." I said in a low voice, giving her a new rhythm.
"No...ahhh...I'm not...ahhh...it's coming...it's coming..." Huang Rong whispered.
The shame surrounding her body gave her an indescribable sensitivity. Even the slightest
touch sent ripples through her body, spreading from her skin to her very core, a feeling of exquisite comfort.
Then, *plop*… her fingertips and palms were filled with the warm, moist scent of milk. Huang Rong trembled
, her beautiful breasts spurting out pale white milk. Because the stimulation was recent, the amount of milk was small,
but the tenfold pleasure from this spurt was something Huang Rong had never experienced before. Huang Rong bit her lip reservedly, letting out
excited moans. The flowing milk made her breasts and slender waist incredibly wet, making her appear utterly lewd
.
"Don't forget this pleasure of having your breasts rubbed by Xiao Wu, Rong'er!" I estimated that time was running out
and gave her several more hints. Although my penis was already erect from stimulation, one wrong step and
I might be killed by Master Guo Jing and his wife Huang Rong. I had to be patient.
The time it takes for an incense stick to burn isn't very long. Although I hadn't removed Huang Rong's clothes, I couldn't guarantee that the feeling in my breasts
wouldn't be noticed by the incredibly clever Huang Rong. I had to clean up immediately. I quickly
wiped away the wet breast milk with paper, tidied Huang Rong's clothes, and she returned to her posture leaning against the dining table. I immediately left
the front hall.
Chapter Two:
For the rest of that day, I was both afraid and excited. Huang Rong was, after all, exceptionally clever, and it was inevitable that she would discover
something. I repeatedly recalled what I had done that day. Besides being afraid that Huang Rong would suddenly come looking for me, I
was mostly savoring the experience—the taste, the touch, the sensation.
"Looks like you've succeeded." Two nights later, the legless man appeared again.
"Hmm..."
"You don't need to explain to me. Just thinking about that bitch Huang Rong becoming a
sex slave who commits adultery with her disciple and indulges in lust excites me, hahahahaha..." He seemed incredibly happy. "This book is
the culmination of my years of research. I hope you succeed soon. But remember one thing: this incense hypnosis can only be used 10
times. If you haven't completely won over Huang Rong by 10 uses, those strange insects will die, and then Huang Rong will
remember everything. Then... hahahaha..."
"Huh? Why didn't you tell me this before..." I was startled. If this kind of thing could be remembered
, it would be tantamount to suicide for me.
"Just because I didn't tell you doesn't mean it didn't happen. You have no choice now. Let Huang Rong fall for you sooner rather than later.
Hahahaha ..." He tossed me a book and drifted away.
……………………
A few days later.
"Mother! Why have you been spacing out lately... Didn't the Mongols retreat?" Guo Fu had to call Huang
Rong several times before she finally snapped out of her reverie.
"Ah, sorry. I was thinking about something." Huang Rong's expression darkened.
"What are you thinking about? Mother, did Xiao Wu slack off again and make you angry?" Guo Fu pouted.
"No, not at all. Xiuwen has been diligently practicing swordsmanship and internal energy lately," Huang Rong said with a smile.
"That's good then. Father and Dunru can both go into battle, but he's still acting all
carefree . It's infuriating." Guo Fu, with the great hero Guo Jing and Huang Rong as her parents, had been influenced by them since childhood and admired great heroes
and valiant warriors. If Xiao Wu were half as skilled as her brother Yang Guo, she would probably be overjoyed. But in
Guo Fu's eyes,
Xiuwen was trash? "Xiao Wu is still young, and martial arts skills aren't something you can just acquire overnight." Huang Rong spoke up for Xiao Wu on the surface, but
in her heart she still thought that Xiao Wu's talent was average, and probably looked down on him. However, Huang Rong had other
things on her mind lately. The other day, she suddenly woke up and took a nap in the front hall. When she woke up, she found that she had milk in her breasts.
She was skilled in medicine and knew that she was not pregnant, but these days she had been secreting milk every day.
Every time she secreted milk, she felt a physical pleasure. It felt so good. Why was this happening? She consulted
numerous medical books but still couldn't figure it out. Was she ill? She was too shy to tell her husband, Guo Jing, about it.
The feeling of lactation was even more pleasurable than Guo Jing's penetration. Yesterday, during sex with Guo Jing, thankfully he
was locked up and waiting. While he was penetrating her, Huang Rong kept rubbing her breasts with her delicate fingers;
the pleasure was many times greater than Guo Jing's penis. Even as Guo Jing ejaculated inside her, Huang Rong was still caught up in
the carnal desire in her breasts. She vaguely felt that if she massaged until milk came out, she would faint from bliss.
" Oh... Am I a slut...?" She dared not think about it... Turning around, Guo Fu was already gone.
"Sigh..." Huang Rong sighed.
Huang Rong subconsciously went to the backyard to watch Xiao Wu practice his martial arts. The servant sent to supervise Xiao Wu was already sleepy and about to fall asleep.
"Madam Guo..." The servant quickly stood up and bowed to Huang Rong.
"No need, you can go. I will take care of things here myself." Huang Rong said.
"Yes..." The servant was more than happy to accept and quickly left the backyard.
"Xiuwen, you have been practicing martial arts diligently lately, which is very good. Today, your master's wife will examine you. Let's see if you
have made any progress during this time." Huang Rong said seriously.
"Yes, master's wife." The internal energy that Guo Jing taught us was the Quanzhen Changchun Gong, a relatively orthodox
internal energy method. How could it be a match for Huang Rong's Nine Yin Manual? After a few moves, he was defeated by Huang Rong, and
he hadn't even used her most famous Dog-Beating Staff Technique.
Fortunately, Huang Rong knew I had some skill, so she didn't say anything, only that martial arts are a gradual
process shouldn't be rushed. Huang Rong was dressed simply, and even after only a few moves, she felt
a tingling sensation in her breasts and a blush creep onto her face. She could only pull Xiao Wu aside to talk in the small pavilion in the backyard.
"I heard Fu'er recently broke another door? This child, she's so grown up, yet she still acts like
a madwoman ," Huang Rong laughed.
"Master's wife, it's alright. We've watched Fu'er grow up, and as her older brother, I'm naturally very happy. It's
just a door; I can fix it myself. It's no big deal." I read in the book that to gain something, you must first gain its
trust. If trust isn't gained, you must make it dependent on you in some way to strengthen its desire.
"It's best that you think this way," Huang Rong said with satisfaction, thinking that Xiuwen had grown up and understood
these principles. Huang Rong didn't know what to say, so she turned to leave. I took out my bone flute, thinking to myself,
I can't miss this opportunity.
As soon as the flute began to play, Huang Rong returned to her previous bewildered state. This time, I only stopped after I
finished playing , and Huang Rong's eyes lit up. With a touch of excitement, I led her to sit down.
"Rong'er, what do you think of Xiao Wu's martial arts?" In the Guo family mansion, there weren't many servants to begin with, and the backyard
was even more deserted. With the little servant gone, only Huang Rong and I remained in the backyard.
"Utterly useless." I felt ashamed. "Isn't teaching your disciple your responsibility, Master's Wife?"
"Yes...yes..." Huang Rong murmured.
"You must teach Xiao Wu martial arts more in the future, because Xiao Wu is your disciple. You trust your disciple." I
said seriously.
"Trust...disciple...um..." Huang Rong became somewhat confused. Deep down, she still didn't quite
trust Xiao Wu. It seems I need to try a different approach. I thought to myself.
"Do you trust Guo Jing and Guo Fu?" I continued to ask.
"Of course." This time, Huang Rong didn't resist.
"Of course you trust Guo Jing and Guo Fu, because they are the people you spend every day with," I said.
"Hmm...every day with..." Huang Rong's eyes became misty.
"Yes, you trust the people you spend every day with the most, because you like being with the people who are around you every day,"
I laughed.
"Yes..." Huang Rong murmured.
"Look, now Guo Jing and Wu Dunru go out on patrol every day, and Guo Fu is causing trouble everywhere. Who spends every day
with you now?" I asked.
"Hmm...Xiao Wu...every day with...Xiao Wu..." Huang Rong said.
"Yes! Xiao Wu is now the closest and most trusted person to you. You have to believe what he says, and you can tell Xiao Wu
anything your mind. This will make you very happy. That feeling of trust gives you
a greater pleasure than lactation!" I said with a smile.
"Yes...trust, Xiao Wu...hmm..." Huang Rong sat blankly, repeating herself.
Just as I was about to touch Huang Rong as last time, a maid's shout suddenly came.
"Madam Guo! Madam Guo! Are you still here?"
I quickly used the bone flute to cancel the hypnosis, damn it, another wasted attempt.
"I'm here, what's wrong?" Huang Rong came to her senses and found herself still sitting in the pavilion. She straightened up
and stood up , speaking to the maid.
"Zhang Ma said the bathwater for Madam is ready, why isn't Madam taking a bath yet? It'll get cold if she doesn't go soon
." The maid said breathlessly. So Huang Rong had left to take a bath earlier; it was my fault for not knowing.
"Tell Zhang Ma I'll be right there. Tell her to prepare the water and then leave." Huang Rong said.
"Yes, Madam Guo." The maid replied and left immediately. Huang Rong's chest had been
sticky and uncomfortable, so she had prepared a bath early in the morning. She looked apologetically at
Xiao Wu, who was still nervously standing to the side.
"Master's wife's chest has been a little damp lately, so she needs to take a bath..." Oh dear, why did I say this to Xiao Wu?
But he's my disciple, it should be alright, right? Huang Rong came to her senses and blushed.
"Success?!"
"Your chest feels a little damp? Is it lactation?" I asked instinctively.
"Huh!? Ah... Xiao Wu... what are you talking about... how did you know?" Huang Rong was a little surprised.
"Because recently there have been some actions targeting female warriors in Mongolia, and this is one of them. It's probably
food poisoning. My brother told me about it when he came back from patrol." I said seriously. "Because
you can , your breasts and body become very sensitive. I heard that many female warriors have been turned
into military prostitutes by the Mongols because of this."
"But Master's wife's shouldn't be like that. The food we eat is the cleanest. If it
's poisonous, it wouldn't escape Master's wife's discerning eyes." I smiled. "But if anything is wrong, Master's wife must
tell me immediately. If you find out early, you can still get an antidote."
"Military prostitutes?" Huang Rong became a little flustered. Hearing the words from the person he trusted most made him subconsciously
agree. He became a little blind.
"Yes, my body is very sensitive, I especially want... um... you know... that feeling..." I
explained.
"Then how should we cure it?" Huang Rong asked.
"We need to diagnose it first, to see what's going on before we can move on to the next step." I bared my fangs,
secretly chuckling . "Let's go somewhere secluded, I'll examine you. You should trust me, right?"
"Hmm, where should we go?" Huang Rong pondered.
"Let's go to the bathroom, we can see it more clearly then," I said.
"The bathroom? I'll be with Xiao Wu in the bathroom... but... that's where you take a bath..." Huang Rong
hesitated.
"If you don't trust me, that's fine. Master's wife, what if the Mongols
find out ? What if Master finds out you have this disease?" I sighed dramatically.
"But... Xiao Wu and I going to the bathroom... it's a little..." Huang Rong still felt this was a
place reserved for her and her husband, and she was extremely shy.
No, I must make her understand that trusting me is a happy thing, definitely! I
said seriously, "Master's wife, let me examine you. For your safety, I'd be willing to die, okay?
Master's wife! Xiangyang can't be without you."
"Ah!" Huang Rong was startled by my attitude, but felt incredibly happy inside, a soft,
indescribable joy. Her hesitation and her insistence gradually disappeared in her bright eyes.
"Hmm... Xiao Wu... please... have him examined." Huang Rong's voice was barely audible. But
that was enough. I almost laughed out loud. Following the shy Huang Rong, I entered her and Guo Jing's
bedroom; the bathroom was next door.
……………………
"How do we do this? The examination…" Huang Rong's face flushed red, her eyes burning.
This semi-real state without hypnosis was so comfortable; Huang Rong's shyness and hesitation made me feel like I was floating
on clouds. I wanted to strip her naked and penetrate her immediately, but reason told me I had to restrain myself.
"Um… first, let's take off our clothes." I swallowed hard.
"Ah, clothes…" Even though she was the person I trusted most, Huang Rong still found it difficult to lift her head. She
lowered her head shyly, looking at the slightly damp floor, not daring to look at me. But she still obediently began to undress
…
"Just the top is fine, right? After all, it's a breast examination." Huang Rong still had a sliver of reason.
"Yes, just the top is fine. Anyway, it's just an examination; if everything is fine, it'll all be over." I
said. "That way, Master can go and fight the enemy with peace of mind."
"Yes, Brother Jing." Huang Rong gritted her teeth and made up her mind. Xiao Wu is just worried about my
health , it's alright, Huang Rong thought to herself, Xiao Wu is the person I trust the most.
"Snap..." Huang Rong hid behind the screen, and the rustling sound of clothes being taken off came from behind.
Clothes, still warm and fragrant, were draped on the screen by Huang Rong. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly came out. What a
beautiful body! She wore a green bodice, and was otherwise naked. Her full and beautiful
breasts and flawless white jade body were clearly visible. She was indeed the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world.
I swallowed silently. I had to endure it. Her back was also crystal clear and smooth,
like a beauty made of crystal, so delicate that she was afraid of melting if I held it in my hands, afraid of dropping it if I held it in my hands. So beautiful, it's a pity that
Guo Jing .
"Hmm..." Huang Rong was also a little nervous, and her breathing changed slightly. Her stunningly beautiful face
flushed slightly, and her eyes glistened with tears. Even so, my penis throbbed with a painful hardness; I had to
have her.
"Is this alright, Xiao Wu…?" she asked nervously.
It was .
"You need to take off your bra too, Master's Wife, I'm sorry," I said.
"Hmm…" Actually, a breast examination would inevitably involve undressing completely. The last shred of clothing was gone
, leaving her completely naked. Huang Rong wanted to cover her pink, milky breasts with her hands, but didn't.
"Don't be nervous, Master's Wife," I said, walking to her side.
"Hmm…" Huang Rong's breathing finally calmed down a bit. "Your face is so red, are you… are you excited?
Or are you thinking about something?" I asked.
"No, nothing. But… don't look," Huang Rong stammered. She covered her
breasts with her hands, but her already aroused breasts were overflowing, and her pink, erect nipples were
peeking . I comforted her as I spoke.
"Don't worry, Master's wife, don't worry. It's me, Xiao Wu. It's alright. Let's get checked out. It's
okay ; it's curable," I said.
"Xiao Wu, I'm not sick, am I? Tell me, am I...?" Huang Rong was a mix of nervousness, fear, shyness
, and a hint of desire.
"It looks a little bit. Don't worry, early detection means it can be cured. I'll help you, trust me,
Master's wife . I won't let Master or Xiao Fu know. Don't worry, I'll cure you." I gently patted
her back to calm her down. Her back was incredibly smooth, like flawless white jade.
"Xiao Wu... I..." Huang Rong's thoughts were still in turmoil. Standing naked next to her disciple
, what would happen if Brother Jing found out? But Xiao Wu wouldn't; he was someone she trusted. "The person
I trust most ..."
I tried my best to appear serious and said solemnly, "Trust me, Master's wife. You must believe me;
I'm helping you. You must believe me to be saved."
Huang Rong was somewhat speechless. Yes, she should trust her closest disciple, but a woman's intuition
and shyness told her she shouldn't. She hesitated, yet felt excited. Trusting one's closest person
was a joyful thing, especially one of her disciples of over ten years. Just that sense of acceptance made Huang Rong
feel comfortable. "Yes, Xiao Wu, I believe you." After saying this, Huang Rong's face flushed slightly. Yes,
there was nothing to hesitate about; she could leave everything to her disciple. She was just a little shy.
"Then, Master's wife..." I smiled. I guided Huang Rong to squat down, spread her legs, and clasp her hands
behind her head, creating a wonderfully protruding posture.
Huang Rong obediently lowered her head, her perfectly beautiful breasts swaying gently with her breath. Her eyes were slightly closed;
the joy of trust and the nervous shyness of the treatment made her a little breathless. As I admired her shy yet alluring demeanor,
I stroked her smooth, jade-like back with one hand, while my other hand gently stimulated her shapely breasts.
Then I slowly squatted down, extending my tongue to lick her sensitive armpits. Huang Rong's body had a faint
fragrance, so her armpits didn't smell bad; instead, they were exceptionally sensitive, and her breathing became rapid.
"How can treatment be like this… ah… no, no… don't lick there… no…"
Huang Rong frowned. It was unclear whether she was shy or genuinely doubting my treatment methods.
"Hmm, this is to test your reaction to various stimuli..." I explained, secretly chuckling. "
This is very close to your breasts; if you have a disease, this area will react. Does Master's wife feel something?"
"Hmm...no way..." With one hand gently kneading her pert breasts while my
mouth and tongue sucked on her armpit, the slight itching felt even more pleasurable to Huang Rong than when Guo Jing was penetrating her. She tried hard
not to moan, and a damp scent emanated from her clothed lower body.
This feeling was so strange; just the kneading of her breasts, the intertwining of her nipples and fingers, gave Huang Rong an
undeniable pleasure. Could licking here really feel this good? Next time, I'll ask Brother Jing to try it. Hmm...
making such erotic moans in front of her disciple made Huang Rong a little embarrassed.
"Master's wife, don't hide it, it's all for treatment. I can help you get better...trust me!"
Huang Rong blushed and nodded at me, looking extremely lewd. Her breasts, which had been storing milk for several days, became exceptionally sensitive under my
caresses . This tenfold pleasure was something no ordinary woman could resist. With a mix of
anticipation and fear, Huang Rong's slightly swollen breasts suddenly gushed out several times more milk than before,
spraying it all over my hands and the floor. This feeling, far surpassing the orgasm she experienced with Guo Jing's penetration, made Huang Rong
cry out. Fortunately, this was the most private place in the Guo family mansion, and the servants and maids had already been sent away,
otherwise such intoxicated sounds would definitely have been discovered.
"Mmm...ahhhhh...it's coming out...it's so strange...it came out...ahhh..."
"It seems Master's wife has some ailments. But don't worry, this condition isn't serious. Trust me, Master's wife,
listen to me, I can help you get better," I said seriously.
"Hmm, Xiao Wu... My body has been acting strange for the past few days. I'm not pregnant,
but ... but..." Huang Rong's starry eyes widened slightly, she could only believe me. Her already erect, pale pink nipples
were still dripping pale white milk, almost like vaginal fluid, which aroused my desire.
"Don't hold back, it'll be good for your condition if you let all the milk out." I smiled secretly,
the pleasure was ten times that of an orgasm, she would be ecstatic if I ejaculated several times a day. "Have you expressed any milk yourself?"
"Waaah... no... because my breasts have become so sensitive... it hurts so much... ahhh
..." Huang Rong was being kneaded by my hand, and she ejaculated another stream of milk, but not as much as before, after all,
it had been accumulating for so many days.
I couldn't help but place my other hand on her breasts, under her green dress, her
legs were spread apart, and her breasts, covered by pure white panties, were clearly visible, and
some vaginal fluid had already overflowed due to her orgasm. There was a noticeable wet patch in the center of her white panties.
"How could this be... this isn't my breasts..." Huang Rong's thoughts began to struggle. This
transgression was actually fraught with risk. If Huang Rong were to regain her senses, it would only bring me death, but I was already
impatient. I swallowed hard. "Master's wife, this is also a test of your
sensitivity ?" The forced explanation made me a little scared.
"Mmm... don't do this... ah, although my breasts are diseased, you can't touch there... Brother Jing
... Brother Jing... um... Xiao Wu..." Huang Rong was a little afraid of my fingers, which were so hot and burning.
Her face was somewhat humiliated, as if she was about to cry. This wonderful scene intoxicated me. While kneading
Huang Rong 's pert breasts, I caressed her vulva through her pants. The heat from her bulge made my fingers a little
wet. Huang Rong finally believed me. Perhaps she herself was also reluctant to give up this wonderful feeling.
"How could this be, Xiao Wu... why... my breasts are going to..." My fingertips gently
stimulated Huang Rong's clitoris under her white panties. The wetness on her panties had already spread. The stimulation in her lower body made Huang Rong
somewhat incredulous. It was clearly just her disciple's treatment, but this feeling was much more comfortable than when Brother Jing touched her
. She couldn't understand why, and her breasts, which were swollen from lust, felt like she was about to ejaculate again
. From her chest to her lower abdomen to her vulva, she was filled with an electric-like pleasure. This gentle, light, and
delicate kneading gave Huang Rong a tingling and numb pleasure all over her body.
"Plop..." To my surprise, a drop of full-bodied
lustful fluid It was sticky and damp, and dripped down the panties onto the bathroom floor, emitting a fishy and pungent smell, with
a trail of silvery strands, forming a small, shallow puddle on the floor. Having been hypnotized by me, Huang Rong's shapely breasts and
body became exquisite erogenous zones, providing me, her trusted confidante, with physical memories of pleasure tenfold.
I so desperately wanted to penetrate her, yet I was also filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation, eagerly awaiting the day Huang Rong would actively beg for pleasure
and become aroused .
"No...no...no...ah...no...ah..." Huang Rong's beautiful
breasts rose high, her legs, though shy, were spread wide due to the overwhelming pleasure. She let out soft
moans, her vagina and breasts seemingly becoming one, her body flushed with excitement, her starry eyes slightly open, immersed
in this strange pleasure. Her panties were almost completely soaked.
"Master's wife, if you still have milk, hurry up and let it out. Look, you're soaking wet down there. Most people wouldn't be like this
, right? It's because of your illness; you can't leave it untreated." I steeled myself and slipped my hand under Huang Rong's panties
. She was already soaking wet, with slippery, lustful fluid everywhere, exuding Huang Rong's unique body fragrance.
I inserted two fingers. Huang Rong's vagina was extremely tight, completely unlike the vagina of a thirty-year-old woman.
"It's too big... Don't do this... It's so intense... It hurts... Ugh..."
Huang Rong cried out with her eyes tightly closed. "Are you alright, Master's wife?" I was startled.
"Waaah... Xiao Wu, your fingers are so thick, even thicker than Brother Jing's penis... It's so swollen..." I
had only inserted two fingers, and her wet vagina kept making wet sounds. Huang Rong pursed her lips and moaned incessantly.
I never imagined that Master's penis was so small, I thought with a touch of wickedness.
"Bear with it, Master's wife, I'll be very gentle." I smiled, gently touching her sensitive
spots, her flowing juices making my hand wet. Huang Rong's vagina gripped my hand tightly,
clinging to my fingers like a sucking sensation. It was incredibly erotic. I quickened my finger movements, Huang Rong's breasts trembling with arousal.
Her breasts and vulva erected even more, experiencing a double pleasure that Huang Rong had never felt before
. Her damp armpits were being constantly licked by me, and she vaguely felt that her body no longer belonged to her.
"Ahhhhh...ahhhh..." Huang Rong experienced orgasms in both her upper and lower body. It felt so good... *
splish splash*...
the gushing milk just wouldn't stop, spurting out wave after wave, much of it spraying onto my face. It wasn't fishy;
instead, it smelled fragrant. I tasted it with my tongue; it had an indescribable sweetness. Huang Rong stared
blankly at me, this orgasm was something she had never experienced before. Her chest was overflowing with milk,
and a small puddle of translucent fluid, mixed with something that was hard to tell if it was urine or vaginal fluid, had seeped out from under her panties. It sprayed all over the floor.
I cupped the breast milk in my palm and dripped it into my mouth little by little. It was sweet and mellow. Huang Rong
stared at it , feeling extremely lewd. Her face flushed red, and she tried to look away. It was the first time she had experienced such a simultaneous orgasm
, and under the tenfold pleasure, she felt a strange emotion towards this little disciple she trusted.
Although it was just for healing, hmm…
Brother Jing shouldn't be angry, right? I can't tell him that he will heal me, being so close to his disciple
. This sense of trust and dependence made Huang Rong feel intoxicated. She was happy to have such a trustworthy
disciple. Both the healing and the trust itself were comfortable and pleasant.
"Is it comfortable, Master's wife…" I released her body and asked.
"Mmm…" Huang Rong's breasts gushed milk during her orgasm, and her lower body was also brought to orgasm by my fingers.
How could she say such a thing? "Tell me, Master's wife, trust me." I smiled.
"Mmm, um… my breasts and down there… down there… it feels so good… mmm…" Huang Rong murmured,
her eyes tightly closed in shame.
"How about Master's?"
"It's different... ah... different..." Huang Rong's face became conflicted. This wasn't just treating an illness
anymore ; Xiao Wu was going too far. Huang Rong's expression turned strange. Oh no, I thought to myself,
these frivolous words probably affected her. I quickly tried to comfort her.
"Master's wife, you've been poisoned by the Mongolians' strange poison, but I can definitely cure you. You have to
believe me." I said seriously.
"Hmm, I believe Xiao Wu." Huang Rong looked at me with pleading eyes, her eyes glistening with tears from her previous orgasm
. Thankfully, there were no problems. I breathed a sigh of relief. "I've given you some basic treatment today.
You'll be fine for the next few days. If you experience any discomfort later, be sure to tell me immediately.
It wouldn't be good if Master and Xiao Fu found out."
"Yes, I believe you. I'll come to you if anything happens in the future. I absolutely can't let Brother Jing know."
Huang Rong said, moved.
"Master's wife, there's no need to worry too much. This illness doesn't affect your life, and since we discovered it early, it
can cured," I comforted her with a smile.
"Yes, thank you, Xiuwen." Huang Rong stood up and happily took my hand.
"It's alright, Master's wife. You can take your time taking a bath; I won't disturb you," I said with a smile, trying to control my inner
impulses.
"Oh dear..." Huang Rong finally came to her senses. She... she was actually in the bathroom with Xiao Wu
. Although he was her disciple, she was naked right now, so embarrassing. However, Huang Rong
quickly remembered that her disciple was the person she trusted most. He had come to treat her, so she couldn't think too much about it.
Watching my retreating figure as I closed the door, Huang Rong's cheeks flushed red, and her still-warm breasts dripped
fragrant milk, splattering and mixing with something on the floor that she couldn't tell if it was semen or milk.

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