Miss Red Mansion 6-10

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 to sit in the second row when, in the dim light, he discovered something strange: every guest shared a seat with a hostess.
Xiao Zhuang, naked, sat down on the empty leather chair in the first row, then patted his thighs, asking 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 very short underpants. If she had been dressed in her previous Roman slave-like attire, she would have had to sit naked on a man's lap.
However, 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 times, 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 Xiao Xuan's spine, moved from the side of her bodice to Huang Qiongxuan's small breasts. His left hand, which had been counting the hairs on her thighs, reached for the opening of her underwear, moving towards more intimate areas. Xiao Zhuang wished he had a third hand to care for her beloved feet.
Meanwhile, his erect penis, "pointing and pointing" at her buttocks, made Huang Qiongxuan anxious, fearing that before the performance even began, her innocent body would be conquered, leaving her unable to carry out any seduction or escape plans.
"Xiao Zhuang, aren't you married yet?" Huang Qiongxuan hoped this domestic topic would lessen his lust.
"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 evasively, 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 Zhenzhen is such a bookworm, only thinking about fulfilling his own ideals, completely disregarding your feelings."
"I just love his naiveté." Huang Qiongxuan naturally exuded happiness when mentioning her boyfriend.
"Are you really planning to marry him?"
"I'd also be willing to live with him in the mountains, it's so beautiful there... completely free of these ugly things!"
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."
Walking onto the stage with Yingying from backstage was surprisingly a little child, making Xiao Zhuang feel somewhat tricked. His hand, which was wrapped around Huang Qiongxuan's bare waist, became even more unruly.
"Mommy Yingying, they say we're the most popular Northeast Errenzhuan duo! Are we really more famous 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 are only for watching at home with your old hag. But when you watch Xiao Miao and Yingying's Errenzhuan, you're watching with your little sister, naked. Which one do you think is more popular?"
The audience indeed gave them a round of applause, easing Huang Qiongxuan's pressure of being groped.
"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 a DNA test? Can you prove I'm your son?"
"What are you saying about 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 Ying.
"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 ingenious feature was the two thin silver lines intersecting in an X-shape on the shoe's surface, tightly binding the five plump toes from the left and right, 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 struggled desperately 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 on stage by a little boy; 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 playing with women. Your future wife is going to have a hard time."
"Why is Mommy Yingying saying such sarcastic things today? It's clearly saying: I'm so good at playing with women, my future wife will be living the high life. I might as well say, Yingying, you shouldn't be my mommy anymore, you should be my lover!"
"Pah!" Yingying pulled down 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, 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 wife, your thing has to be as thick as my arm."
"As thick as an arm? Aren't you afraid your vagina will be ruined?"
"What do you know? A woman's vagina can even fit a baby, how could it be ruined? How can it be satisfied without a penis as thick as an arm?"
"Yingying, you're being too demanding. Who can grow a penis as thick as an arm?"
"John, who used to perform with me, has one."
"Just talking nonsense, who's going to believe that? Call him over so everyone
can see it." "Okay!" Yingying shouted backstage, "John, bring out your donkey penis so everyone can see it."
A foreigner weighing at least 200 pounds walked out from backstage, his muscular body resembling a wrestler, but everyone's attention was drawn to his bare lower body. The penis dangling between his legs was indeed thicker than Xiao Miao's arm, and the glans was even bigger than Xiao Miao's fist, and this was without it being 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 everyone heard Xiao Miao mention this, they could indeed smell the strong urine odor emanating from that Indian guy. "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 beckoned to the three foreigners: "Make your penis 'iron' so I can 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 up behind Yingying, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted 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 stood upright like a pillar.
The black man carried Chen Ying to the pillar, and the Indian man, who looked like a beggar, reached out from the other side of the bench, grabbed one of Yingying's legs, and made it lie across John's genitals on the long 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, straddling John lying on the bench with her legs spread apart and 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 wife Yingying a close-up!"
All the stage lights dimmed, and then a strong light shone on the contact between Yingying's labia and John's glans.
When the sound engineer played Dona Summer's famous song full of sexual moans, "I Love You Baby," Tom released his arms from Yingying's embrace.
Letting Chen Ying "naturally" fall to the sound of Dona Summer's moans.
Everyone watched intently as John's glans squeezed Yingying's labia majora little by little into her vagina. When the widest ridge touched the vaginal opening, Yingying's full, engorged labia were completely submerged in her secret place. Even the two metal labia rings, each three to five centimeters in diameter, were squeezed inside.
The female lead, finally unable to bear the weight of her entire body pressing down on her tender flesh, 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 her, extended his index finger, his long, witch-like black nail piercing into the spotlight and striking Yingying's clitoris.
Chen Ying's clitoris, twice the size of a normal woman's, resembling a pink pearl, reacted as if a switch had been flipped on a large, electric doll when the sharp nail struck it. A
high-pitched, lewd scream erupted from Yingying's throat, drowning out the stage music; her alluring body, clad only in a bright red, low-cut, 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 arching and straightening.
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 dick" 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 of her clitoris.
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.
Her already enormous breasts swelled even more dramatically as Tom lifted her arms overhead.
Albert, standing directly in front of Yingying, hooked her nipple rings with his two index fingers and ruthlessly pulled forward. The poor woman's body was manipulated by the black men and Indian men standing at either end of the long bench, forming an arc shape with her wrists and vulva, held in place by a white man's penis, at one end, and her nipples, stretched to an alarming length, at the apex.
Whether from the unbearable pain or from the pressure of her breasts being pulled forward, the only sound in the theater was Chen Ying's breathing.
The brilliant sound engineer even switched to a piece performed on Chinese bowed string instruments, "Surrounded on All Sides," eliciting knowing smiles from those with a musical sense.
Just when Chen Ying felt her nipples were about to be snapped off by Albert, Tom released her wrists. Yingying quickly braced herself against John beneath her; her body lurched forward, bringing her face directly towards 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, if she hadn't been fucked by them in a long time, her vagina and anus would itch and she'd think about them. But the smell of Indian men's urine made her want to vomit just thinking about it. Every time she was forced to give him oral sex, she'd feel so nauseous she couldn't eat for two or three days.
As her nose got closer and closer to Albert's penis, Chen Ying'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 in front of her, forcibly suppressing the stomach acid rising in her throat, and with immense willpower, opened her small mouth and took the Indian penis, which seemed to still be covered in urine, 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, and turned her face downwards towards the audience, allowing them to clearly see Yingying's expression, a mixture of humiliation, pain, and a hint of pleasure from the large penis penetrating her vagina.
While Albert was playing with Chen Ying's mouth, Tom wasn't idle either. 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 to support her body.
Tom quickly stripped off the red shirt that was blocking the audience's view of her two 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. His
thick, white penis, which had previously been protruding several centimeters, finally plunged entirely into Yingying's vagina. His ten-inch-long black penis was completely enveloped by her rectum.
Most outrageous of all, the Indian man, who had already inserted his filthy, unrecognizable penis 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 individuals were all deeply penetrated by Chen Ying's body, the sound engineer played "Ambush from Ten Sides" on the pipa.
In sync with the music, Tom first took a large step back, pulling his black penis out of her anus until only the glans remained inside her chrysanthemum. Then, John, as if lifting two basketballs, pulled Chen Ying's lower body upwards, causing his thick white penis to pull out her labia majora and minora, which had been forced into 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, pulled his penis, which had been washed clean by Chen Ying's saliva and was now clearly brown instead of black, from her mouth until only the glans was still held by her two red lips, Tom stepped forward and thrust his ten-inch black penis into Chen Ying's anus.
Then, John raised his own buttocks to match Chen Ying's buttocks, which he controlled with his hands, allowing his thick penis to be fully inserted into her vagina.
Tom, John, and Albert, amidst the music of "Ambush from Ten Sides," moved in sequence like gears, their movements accelerating with the increasingly urgent pipa music, until the music ended and the three resumed their deep penetration.
All three were exhausted, sweat beading on their foreheads, while Chen Ying, sandwiched between them, was drenched in sweat, her body glistening as if coated in oil.
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 of the three men on stage.
It turned out that the sudden pain in Chen Ying's buttocks naturally caused the muscles of her vagina and anus to contract, giving Tom and John unparalleled pleasure, while their mouths twitched uncontrollably, as if trying to cry out in pain, making Albert feel as if he were in heaven.
While some viewers 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 lashes, the right side of Chen Ying's buttocks, which was 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 hundreds of thousand-year-old ginseng from Northeast China. Just take three, and all of you uncles and elders will have penises thicker than this foreigner named 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 into 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 addition, Yingying's mouth 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. Three guys who bet on the tall, dark guy surrendering first will get to share the wine and pills equally. Yingying also happens to have three holes, so the three uncles and elders can enjoy them together. The more troublesome thing is that six guys bet on the big, white guy losing 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 answer."
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, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, Chen Ying's three holes had already been hit thousands of times.
The game eventually came to a close. The Indian man let out a strange cry, pulled out his penis, which Chen Ying had licked until it was glistening, and sprayed a thick stream of semen onto Chen Ying's hair, forehead, and eyes.
Except for Xiao Zhuang, the other nine guests cursed the Indian man's incompetence.
A dejected Albert suddenly raised his penis again and sprayed, this time not semen, but bright yellow urine.
The urine went straight into Ying Ying's still-open mouth, pouring 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 and forcefully pulled her head back, then shot urine directly into her nostrils, which were pointing straight ahead. Chen Ying, almost choking, coughed and writhed violently. Tom and John, who were already on the verge of climaxing, also gave in under the double attack of Ying Ying's violent contractions and writhing anus.
The two men didn't even have time to withdraw and ejaculate before 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 up. Tom and John each supported one of Yingying's arms, while Albert and Xiao Miao each grabbed one of her ankles, spreading her legs upwards in a V-shape. This
allowed the audience to witness her red and swollen vulva, and her burst anus, surrounded by blood.
Both women's most private holes were so thoroughly penetrated that they couldn't close, and white and black semen slowly flowed out from deep within their bodies. Only
after the audience left did they place Chen Ying on a cart containing pills and medicinal wine, delivering this new "Northeast Three Treasures" to the gambling winner.

Chapter Seven: The Red Mansion Chinese-Style Suite
. Xiao Zhuang was coaxed and tricked by Xiao Miao and Xiao Xuan into going to the Chinese-style suite on the sixth floor.
If Xiao Xuan hadn't agreed to join him in playing with Chen Ying, and even hinted that she would join in a threesome after he finished with Chen Ying, Xiao Zhuang wouldn't have come up.
Once inside the room, Yingying had already cleaned herself and was kneeling to welcome Master Xiao Zhuang.
Yingying poured out two dark pills from a porcelain bottle and asked Xiao Zhuang coquettishly, "My lord, do you want to play until dawn tonight, or just until midnight?"
Xiao Zhuang pinched Yingying's flushed face, which, although cleansed of the Indian man's semen and urine, was still flushed with desire: "Look at your slutty nature, can I satisfy you if we don't play until dawn? I think you should just drink the whole bottle at once."
Yingying's expression changed slightly, but she still obediently said in a coquettish voice, "You men...you're so annoying..." As she spoke, she poured all six pills from the porcelain bottle into her palm and made Xiao Zhuang drink them along with the whole pot of Baibian wine.
Then she pulled Xiao Zhuang to a Ming and Qing dynasty antique-style mahogany canopy bed placed in the center of the room.
Xiao Zhuang then noticed that although Yingying was wearing the same embroidered bodice and underpants as Xiao Xuan, her bodice was so short that it didn't even cover the bottom edge of her 39-inch breasts, which resembled two large water balloons. As for the underpants, they were the same as Xiao Xuan's: the two pant legs were so short that the front reached about the junction of the upper thigh and the lower abdomen, and the back exposed the highest point of her buttocks. But Yingying's pant legs were ridiculously wide, and her pubic hair, like weeds, was sticking out uncontrollably.
Yingying climbed onto the bed first and pulled down the horizontal wooden strip of the canopy at the back of the mahogany bed. The entire canopy was covered with lifelike erotic paintings. With the slightest touch of the canopy, the dozen or so couples in the paintings, engaging in intercourse in different positions, seemed to come alive as if they were thrusting.
Xiao Xuan was afraid that Xiao Zhuang would change his mind and take advantage of her first, so she quickly helped him take off his bathrobe and let him lie on the bed.
As he admired the erotic paintings, Yingying took off her bodice, leaving her only in her underpants and embroidered shoes.
Under the bright light, Yingying's full, supple flesh aroused Xiao Zhuang's lust, and the pills took effect, causing his penis to suddenly swell to an unbelievable size. It was as thick
as a child's arm, with bulging veins, giving it a ferocious appearance. Upon seeing this, Yingying let out a wanton moan and grasped his large penis with both hands, saying, "My lord! You must be gentle with me. Don't torture me to death!"
"Torture me to death? I'm afraid I won't be able to satisfy you!"
"Last time, Director Wu only took two pills, and he couldn't get out of bed for two days. You took six at once; I was so scared I wanted to cry."
"Then...then why did you make me eat so much at once?"
Yingying looked at Xiaozhuang with a mournful gaze: "Could it be...could it be...you think I'm a slut who likes to be fucked?"
Chen Ying, who had lost control of her emotions, cried and roared: "Even if I'm lewd, being fucked like that just now should be enough
, right?" The reason why Chen Ying was so sad was that although the play she had just performed was the third time, the humiliating performance that followed—spanking a child in public, having an Indian man urinate on her face, having black and white men ejaculate inside her, and finally having everyone see her vagina and anus that couldn't close after being fucked—were all new plays that President Zhou had added on the spot without her knowing beforehand.
Enraged, Yingying yelled, "Isn't someone's vagina made of flesh? Why are you making yourself suffer like this?"
Standing by the bed, Xiaoxuan noticed something was wrong and pointed her little finger at the ceiling: "Sister Yingying!"
Chen Ying realized she had lost control. She thought that if the person watching the video reported this to President Zhou, she'd be in deep trouble.
She quickly hugged Xiaozhuang, putting her tongue in his mouth to let him enjoy it, trying to hide her tears and expression.
Taking advantage of the warm kiss, Yingying composed herself: "Most of the people who come to the Red House are old men. They've never met a young and handsome man like you. I served you at the sauna last time, and I've been thinking about you ever since. I just found out that I'm going to accompany you tonight, and my slutty pussy is itching to death!"
Chen Ying prayed in her heart that Xiao Zhuang wouldn't complain to Boss Zhou, because the rules of the Red House were: if a lady gets a customer to complain about the service, regardless of whether the lady is right or wrong, the customer can do whatever he wants with her; even if the customer wants to cripple a lady's leg or scratch her face, the Red House will not only not interfere, but will also assist in carrying it out.
It seemed she had no choice but to suppress her exhaustion and try to please Xiao Zhuang: "I know you like playing with women's little feet, my lord. You can play with me first using the special way you play with the little feet of a slut."
Yingying said in her most wanton voice: "When you're tired of playing, I'll serve you in all sorts of ways, like in the erotic paintings, okay?"
When Xiao Zhuang heard Yingying say "play with me using the special way you play with the little feet of a slut," he eagerly tore off her embroidered shoes and grabbed her feet tightly.
Xiao Miao, who had been lazing around in her room eating snacks on the table, suddenly interjected, "I'm an expert at dealing with Yingying's mommy's stinky feet. Sir, do you prefer Chinese, Japanese, or Western styles?"
Xiao Zhuang was excited to hear this: "There's so much to play with feet?"
"Of course, there are many variations of each style. For example, the Chinese style ranges from tearing off toenails with pliers in a bloody way to the lightest way, like whipping the soles of the feet. There are at least dozens of ways. However, Sister Zhou doesn't allow us to suggest to our guests that we might damage their appearance, like branding the soles of their feet. So, tonight, I think the best game is foot clamping."
Chen Ying thought to herself: My poor feet are going to suffer tonight.
"The toe clamp is a small bamboo stick inserted between each toe, then pulled together forcefully. If you're strong enough, my lord, you might make Yingying's mom wet her pants from the pain."
"Won't that leave marks?"
"It's okay, the bruises are between the toes. As long as you don't break the toes, it won't ruin the appearance of Yingying's mom's smelly feet, so it doesn't violate Sister Zhou's rules."
Chen Ying's tears fell again in anger: "Xiao Miao! What have I done to you?!"
"No, I have no grudge! It's just that you wouldn't let me play with your toes! So I had to borrow Master Zhuang's power to play with you!"
Chen Ying didn't know if this precocious little guy was telling the truth or not, and could only tremble with anger.
"Actually, the first time I saw your plump and sexy feet, Mommy Yingying, what I wanted to do most was to wrap them in foot bindings into my favorite shape."
Xiao Zhuang looked at Xiao Xuan's pair of embroidered shoes, which were wriggling nervously, with a touch of sympathy, and exclaimed, "Great idea! Excellent idea!"
Xiao Miao, who was only ten years old, sighed with an air of maturity, "It's a pity that foot binding takes half a year or ten months to complete," his dark eyes fixed on Chen Ying's large breasts, "So you need to be able to keep her as a mistress first before you can play with her."
Xiao Zhuang looked at Huang Qiongxuan, who was blushing, and said, "Yes! You need to keep her as a mistress first!"
"Master Zhuang, after all this talk, shall we get down to business? If you nod, I'll go get the tools."
Zhuang's penis was swollen after taking the drug, but he wasn't very sexually aroused. Instead, he was more interested in how to treat her feet: "Aren't there Japanese and Western styles? I see Yingying likes Western penises so much, maybe Chinese methods won't satisfy her."
"Right! Right! Right! But Westerners are more rough, they don't have many delicate tricks. They either crush toes with pliers, or prick them with needles, or burn them."
"So none of that can be used on the ladies of the Red Mansion?"
Xiao Miao smiled mysteriously: "With a little modification, it should work..." Turning to Huang Qiongxuan, she asked, "Do you remember that girl from Guangxi who started working at the Red Mansion at the same time as you?"
Xiao Xuan remembered that she was also a pure and innocent girl, transferred from Zhenyuan Group to the Red Mansion by President Zhou, just like herself. She nodded: "You mean Xiao Wan? Wasn't she assigned to the White Mansion?"
"Xiao Wan was deflowered by the prankster expert, Commander Lin, before being transferred to the White House to serve him. She had to be carried there the day she went," Xiao Miao said smugly, as if she had inside information. "It wasn't because she couldn't walk after being deflowered, but because that Guangxi girl was made unable to put weight on her feet by Commander Lin using a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes."
Xiao Zhuang asked in surprise, "Hongtashan?"
Chen Ying listened to this old and young couple so brazenly discussing how to deal with her feet, but she was helpless. According to Boss Zhou's rules: not only was she absolutely forbidden from expressing dissent and spoiling the guests' fun, but she also had to help the man come up with ideas to prank her.
But Xiao Miao deliberately wanted to prank her: "Mommy Yingying, do you know the wonderful uses of Hongtashan cigarettes?"
"No…"
Yingying had barely uttered a word when Xiaomiao dramatically looked up at the ceiling and shouted, "Sister Zhou..."
Yingying abruptly changed the subject, "No... I don't know, but what I do know isn't as clear as what you, little brat, do. Anyway, it's about using a lit cigarette as a weapon to brand the soles of a little girl's feet."
Xiaomiao deliberately spoke to Chen Ying in a serious tone, "I heard that the temperature of a burning cigarette is several thousand degrees. Burning flesh feels the same as burning flesh with a red-hot iron. Do you know that, Yingying
's mommy?" Yingying genuinely didn't know this and was immediately terrified by Xiaomiao's mischievousness, turning pale!
Xiaomiao then asked Yingying with a grin, "Let's learn from Commander Lin's tricks and properly treat Yingying's mommy's stinky feet with a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes, okay?"
Huang Qiongxuan couldn't bear it, "That will leave scars, it's not allowed..."
Xiao Zhuang, already eager to try, licked his lips and said, "That Commander Lin can..."
Chen Ying thought: I can't let them continue like this, I have to find a way to survive quickly.
She pressed her large breasts against Xiao Zhuang's chest, cooing in a lewd voice, "How could President Zhou dare offend Commander Lin? He only wants to please him. Just like I wouldn't dare offend you, my lord, I only want to make you happy."
She removed the embroidered shoe from the foot that Xiao Zhuang wasn't holding, and with a difficult, supple posture, held it high to Xiao Zhuang's mouth, "My five toes are already aroused, my lord, please use the clamps to clean them up."
Xiao Miao pointed at the skull tattoo on Yingying's sole and cried out, "My lord, look at this Western pirate symbol! These five are clearly Western pirates, they should use Western..." "Burned at the stake."
He then pointed to the left foot that Xiao Zhuang was still holding obediently: "These are the ones who are more like obedient Chinese citizens, waiting to be tortured with a cangue."
Yingying no longer cared about her status, her eyes red as she begged the ten-year-old child for mercy: "You call me Mommy in front of everyone, how come you always help outsiders come up with ideas to mess with your Mommy?"
Xiao Miao laughed smugly: "Your Mommy Yingying is supposed to be a top student from a key university, haven't you even heard of Oedipus complex? From the day I called you Mommy Yingying, I've thought of a thousand ways to mess with you to death... no... not to kill you, but to make you half-dead and dripping with lust."
"Master Zhuang, could you lend me one of those five Western pirates that Mommy Yingying keeps?"
Xiao Zhuang spat out his big toe and second toe, which had automatically been put into his mouth for him to suck, and laughed, "Which prisoner do you want to deal with first?" Xiao Miao
stretched out her little hand and pried open Chen Ying's little toes: "We'll use the little rascal as an example first."
She also stuck out her tongue like Xiao Zhuang and licked the pad of the little toe: "We'll only brand this spot that only we foot fetishists would ask you to show, Mommy. It won't hurt the appearance of your beautiful feet, Mommy Yingying, okay?"
"Xiao Miao, please spare Mommy this once!"
"Okay, if Mommy Yingying agrees to wash my penis every day like she washes an Indian man's penis, I'll suggest that Master Zhuang choose a gentler Japanese foot torture."
When Chen Ying heard that he wanted Xiao Zhuang to do Japanese torture, she almost fainted.
But Xiao Zhuang's interest was just as high as Xiao Miao's: "Gentle?"
"How about we tickle the soles of your feet with feathers? Gentle enough, right?"
"Oh my god... no..." Yingying's reaction was even more intense than when she heard about being burned, which greatly surprised and intrigued Xiao Zhuang.
Yingying had played a lot of SM games, so she could tolerate pain quite well, but her natural ticklishness often became the focus of her pranks.
Xiao Miao, feigning mystery, whispered to Xiao Zhuang, "The more ticklish a person is, the more sensitive their skin is. And the more sensitive their constitution, the more horny and wanton they are. So, sir, you can imagine how ticklish Yingying's mommy is."
Seeing Yingying about to jump up and chase after him in anger, Xiao Miao quickly ran
away, saying, "I'll go prepare the equipment for you, sir. Xiao Zhuang, you can order Yingying's mommy to quickly arrange her feet." Having already reached the door, Xiao Miao suddenly turned back with a wicked smile, "Reporting to sir: if Yingying's mommy drags her feet and spoils your mood, we can report it to Boss Zhou. Then we'll treat Yingying's mommy's stinky feet like braised chicken feet—peel them, gnaw on the bones, whatever we want!" With that, she dashed off.
Xiao Zhuang turned back, his eyes darting around, staring intently at Yingying's feet.
Yingying naturally knew what he was thinking and needed to quickly guide him towards other "sexual interests," preventing him from getting carried away with sadomasochistic themes.
Yingying glanced at Xiaoxuan beside her: "Xiaoxuan, why don't you tell your husband about the wonderful uses of this bed?"
"This bed was made by ancient Chinese craftsmen to please officials like you..."
"Officials like us?"
"High-ranking officials and wealthy merchants who like to torment women!" Xiaoxuan pouted and said, "It's used to help powerful and rich men to torment women."
Yingying heard that the topic of tormenting women had come up again, so she reached out and pulled Xiaoxuan, who was standing by the bed, onto the bed: "Which hole have you been tormented on on this bed?"
Xiaozhuang also asked with concern: "Didn't you say you're still a virgin?"
Xiaoxuan, who was pulled onto the bed, knelt up and said with a red face: "Only when Director Wu comes to see Sister Yingying, he always makes me help push..."
"Help push?" Xiaozhuang looked puzzled.
Yingying gave Xiaozhuang a flirtatious wink: "You'll soon find out how wonderful Xiaoxuan is."
Xiaozhuang leered, lost in thought: "What wonderful use?"
Yingying deliberately whetted his appetite and changed the subject: "This bed has two wonderful uses. First, whether it's a noblewoman you married through proper channels, a concubine you brought back as a tool for sexual gratification, or a wanton prostitute summoned from a brothel, this bed has different mechanisms to 'discipline' them." Looking at Xiaoxuan's
bare back, which Xiaozhuang was staring at, she added: "It's even more useful for dealing with maids who resist to the death."
After taking those two doses of potent tonics, Xiaozhuang, who had lost all "interest," finally perked up upon hearing this: "Let's try out the wonders of this bed first."
Huang Qiongxuan, afraid that Xiaozhuang would use her as a test subject first, quickly pulled down two red threads from the top of the two bedposts at the foot of the bed: "This is the position that Xiaomiao asked Sister Yingying to prepare earlier."
She bent down, grabbed one of Yingying's ankles, lifted it high, and then tied it securely with a red thread. Yingying knew this was her job, and coupled with the intense struggle with the three foreigners, she was truly exhausted. She just wanted to lie down and finish quickly, so she automatically raised her other leg straight up, allowing Xiaoxuan to tie her ankle with another red thread.
Xiaoxuan then went to the bedpost at the head of the bed and pulled out a red thread (this time from the bottom, not the top), binding Yingying's hands open. Then she crawled to the foot of the bed and turned the bedpost.
The red thread binding her feet slowly tightened until Yingying, lying on her back in a spread-eagle position, had her head and shoulder blades still resting on the bed, with her lower body dangling in the air.
Xiao Zhuang chuckled, "So that's how it is. A girl who resists to the death is tied up like this, so she can only wait for the master to decide her fate."
He walked to the snow-white soles of her feet, which were raised high in the air, and kissed Yingying's slightly rough heels, savoring the unique texture. He murmured, "With her feet hanging here, men can do whatever they want with
her." Yingying, waiting to be slaughtered, let out a wanton moan to attract Xiao Zhuang's attention: "My lord, once Yingying's feet are raised, she can only be penetrated. This is how men deal with women. My lord, Yingying wants you to deal with her like this, please be gentle, slow..."
Xiao Zhuang hadn't been very eager to fuck this rotten hole that had just been fucked by three foreign dicks, but when he heard her beg him to be gentle and slow, he wanted to give her a hard time instead.
Even too lazy to remove Yingying's underpants, he pulled down the loose legs and placed his glans, swollen to the size of a fist by the drug, on Yingying's upturned vulva, forcefully thrusting it all the way in.
Yingying cried out loudly, "Ouch!" trembling all over, she moaned lasciviously.
Xiao Zhuang couldn't wait for Xiao Miao to bring the bamboo stick used for the "clamping rod," so he simply spread his arms, grabbing Yingying's two upturned feet on either side, and inserted his index to little fingers into the spaces between her four toes, vigorously kneading them.
Yingying's initially somewhat fake, lewd moans, mixed with painful groans, became incredibly beautiful.
Xiao Zhuang, aroused by her cries, began to thrust recklessly, driving her from moaning to panting, until only soft groans remained.
But the woman's groans during penetration didn't evoke the man's sympathy; instead, they intensified his pleasure.
"...Oh...My lord...Oh...Your cock is so big...Ouch...My little hole can't take it anymore...Oh God...My lord...Put down this slut's legs...Sister...Sister really can't take it anymore..."
The pleas for mercy only made Xiao Zhuang think it was Yingying's moans of pleasure from being penetrated, so he thrust even harder into her suspended, lustful cunt. After more than a hundred hard thrusts, Yingying's voice grew softer and softer until she closed her eyes, her slightly open, sexy mouth no longer uttering a sound.
Xiao Zhuang, who had never had the experience of driving a woman to such a state of ecstasy, stopped thrusting somewhat bewildered.
Xiao Miao, who had somehow returned to her room, clapped and cheered from behind: "Master Zhuang is really something! He made Yingying's mom lose her composure in no time. Those three foreigners did it for an hour, and Mommy didn't have such a strong reaction."
She flattered Xiao Zhuang and urged, "Master Zhuang, hurry up and make my mommy squirt!"
"Squirt?" Xiao Zhuang asked, deeply inserting his penis, which had swollen to the thickness of his forearm, into her vagina.
"Yes, a woman like Mommy who can squirt is a man's treasure! There are so many ladies in the Red Chamber, but not a single one can squirt like Mommy!"
"However..." Xiao Miao stood beside Yingying, who was hanging upside down, and began to enjoy her with both hands and mouth without restraint: "No ordinary man could make this slut squirt, but Master only needed two strokes to make this whore lose her senses. Tonight, Xiao Miao is going to open her eyes wide and see how many times Mommy can squirt in one night."
Suddenly, Xiao Miao shoved Xiao Xuan, who was still kneeling beside him, behind Xiao Zhuang's bare buttocks and commanded, "Xiao Xuan! Hurry up and help Master push her, don't let your master get tired. The night is still long!"
The double entendre of "The night is still long" reached Xiao Xuan's ears, but she understood. She glanced suspiciously at Xiao Miao, then mimicked the tasks Yingying had made her do when Director Wu of Customs had raped her there before: supporting Xiao Zhuang's hips to help him pull his penis out, then pushing his bare buttocks to make the penis penetrate deeply and tightly.
Encouraged by his beloved, Xiao Zhuang thrust even more frantically and brutally than before.
Yingying, who had been dazed and silent, began moaning again, continuously, her cries never ceasing during Xiao Zhuang's four or five hundred relentless thrusts.
However, Xiao Zhuang didn't know that this dazedness and moaning were merely Yingying's performance; her vagina, having rubbed against the foreign penis for almost an hour, was already swollen and red. Xiao Zhuang's only feeling after these two rounds of intense fucking was pain. The "dazedness" was simply the pain preventing her from continuing to feign enjoyment of intercourse.
Yingying thought to herself: If he keeps going like this, he might really ruin my pussy. Taking advantage of Xiao Zhuang's moment of rest as he paused to catch his breath, she called out in her most seductive voice, "My lord!"
"My lord, this slut's pussy really can't take it anymore. I just gave you six aphrodisiac pills and a whole pot of Hundred-Bian Wine. That'll keep your darling from falling down for three hours, and it'll only get thicker and thicker."
Xiao Zhuang pulled out his penis and asked incredulously, "It can get thicker?"
"Yes, the more you use it, the better it helps the medicine circulate through the blood." Yingying explained, but in her heart she was thinking: Isn't your penis made of flesh? With all this fussing, won't it get injured and swollen like my poor little pussy? You're numb with the effects of the medicine now, but you'll suffer when the effects wear off!
"The only drawback of this medicine is that it will slightly reduce the sensitivity of your penis, my lord."
"Yes, I don't seem to feel it... how should I put it? I don't have much libido?"
Yingying deliberately frowned, her tone full of grievance: "This medicine and wine were also developed so that wealthy officials and merchants in ancient times could enjoy their three wives and six concubines. Their satisfaction came from conquering and destroying women. Unlike last time in the sauna... because of the spiritual exchange, the pleasure of physical intercourse was enhanced..."
"As expected, wealthy officials and merchants know how to enjoy themselves. So how can Yingying let me enjoy, enjoy the pleasure of conquering and destroying you?"
Yingying originally mentioned the last time when they both enjoyed the intimate intercourse, hoping that he would treat her gently. Unexpectedly, it was still like talking to a brick wall. Xiao Zhuang was still like those stinky men, thinking only about how to humiliate and dominate women.
Xiao Miao, who had already licked her two jade legs until they were covered with a layer of saliva, was also a standard "stinky man." He eagerly offered advice to Xiao Zhuang: "I think this medicine must be used to numb the feeling of the penis and reduce the man's libido to prolong the time you can stay erect, sir. So, you might not enjoy much pleasure if you thrust hard. But being able to stay hard for three hours is the dream of many men. It's enough to force even the most experienced prostitutes to bring out their best tricks."
Yingying eagerly said coquettishly, "My lord, these four red ropes are for you to use to conquer disobedient women. Xiao Xuan just mentioned to you that this bed can also be used to enjoy the services of a wanton concubine." Yingying
couldn't wait for Xiao Zhuang's agreement and directly ordered Xiao Xuan, who was still obediently holding the man's bare buttocks, to untie the red ropes on her limbs.
Xiao Miao spat out Yingying's plump little toe from his mouth and licked her earlobe instead, whispering, "You're so bold. If Sister Zhou finds out you didn't beg the customer to let you down, she'll have Xiao Xuan untie you. Aren't you afraid Sister Zhou will tie you both up like this and let someone fuck you to death?"
Yingying knew this was a serious matter. If Xiao Miao told her about it when President Zhou was in a bad mood, her fate could be worse than death.
Biting Xiao Miao's ear, she said, "Good boy, taking advantage of the situation, huh? What do you want, Mommy?"
"Tonight, you'd better squeeze Xiao Zhuang dry and not let him have a chance to deflower Xiao Xuan. I won't say anything."
Yingying was surprised that the two of them had gotten together. She was afraid that Xiao Zhuang would find out about their whisper, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She loosened her limbs, nodded to Xiao Miao, and then pressed Xiao Zhuang down on the bed, making him lie flat on his back.
"My lord, let this slut play with you one by one, following the patterns in the erotic paintings on the surrounding curtains, okay?"
Xiao Zhuang had just nodded when Yingying pulled off her slightly cumbersome underpants, flipped over, and sat on his still-erect penis. Using the most basic upside-down candle position, she knelt on either side of Xiao Zhuang's hips, straightened her upper body, and slowly sat down until the glans touched the wall.
Xiao Zhuang thought: This is what they call the cervix.
Sure enough, he heard Yingying shout loudly, "Ouch!" She trembled and moaned, "My lord, be gentle, you've ruined my clitoris..."
Xiao Zhuang laughed loudly, "You put it on yourself, how can you blame me?" Xiao Miao,
not to be outdone, called out, "Yingying, wasn't Mommy only worried that a man's penis was too short and couldn't reach the clitoris? This is the first time I've heard you say you were worried about a man's penis being too long..."
"You brat, what do you know..." While arguing with Xiao Miao, she didn't dare to be idle with her lower body. With her hands on her hips, she started moving up and down using her waist and leg strength. "This position is called 'Inverted Candle,' and it's the position that allows a man's penis to reach the deepest point. Even if it's used to serve a man with a short penis, it's enough to make him horny. If you have a thick and long penis like yours, you can only cry."
"It's so pleasurable that you cry."
Yingying ignored Xiao Miao and grabbed Xiao Zhuang's hands, making him grab one of her large, papaya-like breasts.
But Xiao Miao cried out, "Master Zhuang, don't fall for it! My mommy's best trick is that when she pours candles upside down, she can make her breasts swing up, down, left, and right in circles. It'll excite you more than if you squeeze her breasts to burst them!"
Yingying cursed inwardly, but she didn't dare not provide the best service. She increased the speed of her lower body's up-and-down movements while also violently twisting her waist to make her upper body sway. Amidst her moans and gasps, her two 39-inch breasts really began to swing like pendulums, and in the end, they really seemed to be drawing circles violently with the nipples with nipple rings as the center.
Lying on the pillow, staring at the breasts working so hard and the abs undulating dramatically, Xiao Zhuang happily said to Xiao Miao, "It's so good to be a master!"
"Yes, the moves on this tent are all moves that masters can just lie there and enjoy. All they have to do is stick out their dicks; they don't have to exert any effort at all."
What he didn't say was that the lady cooperating with the performance was really struggling. In just a few minutes, Yingying was already soaked in sweat as if she had just been pulled out of the water. Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer and gasped for breath, her hands pressed against Xiao Zhuang's chest.
"Master Zhuang, your concubine is quite lazy," Xiao Xuan said, holding up the "clamping rod," "Hongtashan cigarettes," and "goose feather" she had been holding since entering the room. "Shouldn't she be punished properly?"
Yingying was genuinely frightened and burst into tears. "My lord, my lord, this servant dared not slack off at all... I'm truly exhausted..."
Xiao Xuan couldn't bear it and spoke up for Yingying. "There are many more variations... Let Sister Yingying try a different position first, how about that?" She even added a humiliating title at the end: "My lord?"
Under the woman's flattery, Xiao Zhuang truly believed that Yingying and Xiao Xuan were indeed concubines he had bought. With the tone of a lord who could control Yingying's life and death at will, he said, "You'd better show me all twelve variations first."
"But you can't be too lazy," Xiao Miao didn't miss the chance to tease Yingying's mother: "Each position requires at least two hundred thrusts... well, two hundred is enough, and you have to take the whole thing in, until Mommy's labia hit the man's balls before it counts."
Xiao Zhuang leisurely put his hands under his head, raising his head to see Yingying's performance on his penis more clearly: "So, how far do you have to lift it up? Xiao Miao, why didn't you give a standard?" "
Of course, it has to be until the glans leaves the labia."
"That's not how it works..." Yingying cried, "Nobody pulls it out every time..." She thought that if it was like this for over two thousand thrusts, going straight from the labia to the cervix, then her vagina would probably be ruined.
But Xiao Miao continued to give Xiao Zhuang bad advice: "Our master is an unyielding man, of course he has to hit the mark every time, right, master?"
After saying that, she pulled Xiao Xuan to sit on the sofa by the door: "Master, we'll count for you over here. If Yingying's mommy is lazy, we'll treat her to a Hongtashan cigarette if we skip a few seconds, how about that?"
"Yes! That's it. Besides, it's pretty boring for me to just lie here and watch you perform. Explain it to me as you do it."
Yingying reluctantly replied "Yes," straightened her upper body that was lying on Xiao Zhuang's chest, first brought her right knee, which was kneeling on the bed, to her chest, and then moved her left foot over Xiao Zhuang's chest, with her feet together on the outside of Xiao Zhuang's left waist.
"This second position is called 'Left Flower Insertion': the woman sits sideways on the man's penis, with her legs together tightly clamping his penis. Just a slight twist and lift of her hips can give the man great pleasure." Yingying said as she began to lift her hips and manipulate him. "The original intention was to allow women who had just finished the intense exercise of the first position to recover their strength."
"My lord, look..." Yingying pressed her left hand against Xiao Zhuang's chest for support, complaining with a lot of grievances, "How can this position be manipulated in the way Xiao Miao described?"
Xiao Zhuang had never actually done any heavy SM before. Apart from having a special fondness for women's toes, he didn't have any strange sexual fetishes. He had just been following Xiao Miao's lead.
He was already softened by the sweet words of the beautiful woman gently making love to him: "As long as you serve me as well as you did the day before yesterday, I'll be very satisfied."
"Yingying, let's follow these twelve positions first, so that you can enjoy yourself, my lord." Yingying bent down with difficulty, pouted her lips, and kissed Xiao Zhuang's lips: "If you are good, I will play the role of a slut and let you discipline me, so that you can experience all kinds of pleasures tonight."
Yingying gently stroked him more than two hundred times before straddling Xiao Zhuang's legs with her right leg, kneeling with her back to the man, and resumed her intense stroking. Moreover, to repay Xiao Zhuang's thoughtfulness, Yingying risked her life to accompany him, truly inserting herself to the hilt when she sat down. Not only did her two plump buttocks slam heavily onto Xiao Zhuang's lower abdomen, but she also automatically added a forward leaning motion, so that the little bit of her penis that was still exposed outside the vaginal opening could also be inserted into the vagina.
The rapid up and down stroking at full power, combined with the gentle twisting just now, gave Xiao Zhuang a sense of changing beauty in both his penis and his mind.
Moreover, the visual changes—from the initial frontal view, to the side view, and now the trembling of her beautiful back muscles—provided a constant variety, making the simple thrusting more than just a mechanical in-and-out motion.
The sounds also evolved from the loud moans of forceful breast-thrusting to the gentle whimpers, and finally to the sexual calls of approaching climax.
Xiao Zhuang's fingers slid across her sweat-covered back, her buttocks, and of course, his favorite snow-white soles.
The passion lasted for about ten minutes before Yingying finally couldn't hold on any longer. She leaned over Xiao Zhuang's legs, using his feet for leverage, and with her toes bracing against the bed, she moved her hips back and forth, allowing his penis, which had been pulled down by her vulva, to continue thrusting inside her.
This position allowed Xiao Zhuang to clearly see the beautiful sight of his penis pushing Yingying's labia into her vulva and then pulling them out. It was a completely different kind of enjoyment, both psychologically and physiologically.
Xiao Zhuang's hands weren't idle either; his index finger played with each of her hardworking toes.
Yingying returned the favor by licking the smelly toes in front of her mouth, which made Xiaozhuang scream with pleasure.
Only when Xiaozhuang's screams gradually subsided did Yingying gracefully change her position, assuming a posture that was the opposite of the second position.
Xiao Zhuang reached out and touched the tattoo on her right leg, which was now facing him from the side. "This move is called 'Right Flower Exploration,' right?"
"Yes, this set of erotic paintings on the curtain is about a woman using the man's penis as the center to change positions and movements. It requires that throughout all the movements, the woman's vagina cannot be separated from the man's thrusting."
Xiao Zhuang also raised his other hand to stroke her breasts, which resembled a water balloon from the side. "Yingying, you turn around, front, back, side—you have different charms."
Yingying gently stroked Xiao Zhuang's arm, which was resting on her chest and thigh. "My lord, you see, the current movements aren't intense, but actually, the stimulation for us women is no less than the intense exercise we just did."
"Really?"
"Regular intercourse is like that, straight in and out. For us prostitutes…" Yingying said with a tone of inferiority and self-pity, "Actually, we don't have that sensitive feeling anymore. On the contrary, the 'Right Flower Exploration' and 'Left Flower Exploration' involve friction on areas that are less frequently used, so… so…"
Yingying used increasingly loud moans to describe her indescribable feelings. When the hard glans pressed heavily against her G-spot on the side of her vagina, which was rarely touched, Yingying felt a spasm in her vagina and actually reached orgasm.
Dizzy and disoriented, Yingying collapsed onto Xiaozhuang.
She didn't know how much time had passed before she felt Xiaozhuang holding her and kissing her passionately. Yingying pulled her tongue out of Xiaozhuang's mouth and struggled to move her right leg, which was sandwiched between her and Xiaozhuang's bodies, across them, assuming a woman-on-top position.
Yingying hugged his neck, continuing the kiss, while squeezing her right leg between Xiaozhuang's legs. Ignoring her weakness from the recent orgasm, she bent her knee and began to move like a mortar and pestle.
Xiao Zhuang gently held her waist with one hand and smoothed her hair with the other, teasingly saying, "You slut, you still need a big, drugged cock to make you climax repeatedly."
Yingying said aggrievedly, "It's because you treat me gently that... Speaking of big cocks, that white gorilla's cock was scary enough. I was fucked by him for almost an hour and didn't have a single orgasm."
Hearing her mention other people's cocks, Xiao Zhuang couldn't help but feel a little jealous: "You just said you also lay here with my boss, Director Wu, and committed adultery. So how many times do you climax under his cock each time? I can't lose to him!"
Yingying pouted, pushed against his chest with both hands, and squatted down with her legs tucked between his legs, indignantly saying, "Not even once! We prostitutes have to spread our legs and offer our cunts when the customer wants to penetrate us, but an orgasm isn't something that President Zhou can just give to the customer... Waaah..."
Chen Ying became more and more angry and sad as she spoke, and she actually started to cry.
Xiao Zhuang apologized awkwardly, "Don't be sad... I misspoke... I'll treat you to dinner another day to make up for it..."
Yingying realized she had lost her composure again. She figured she'd been used on various physically demanding positions for over three hours tonight, and her exhaustion had caused her to lose control. She
quickly put on a smile, "I can apologize, but..." She playfully pouted, pointing her index finger at Xiao Zhuang's nose, "You can't treat me to dinner and ruin my figure."
"Then I'll treat you to coffee."
"Okay! But... it has to be Starbucks."
"No problem, it's a deal."
Yingying began to vigorously masturbate while shouting, "Black coffee can wait, but tonight I must drink your semen."
Seeing her smile through her tears, Xiao Zhuang mimicked her tone, "But semen isn't something Yingying can just give away..."
Yingying cried out, "I want it!" and began to move wildly.
This position differs from the first position, "Inverted Candle," in that the latter involves an elegant kneeling posture with hands not supporting oneself on the bed or the man's chest, relying solely on the strength of the thighs and waist for the up-and-down motion. In this position, the woman uses a rough, bent-knee squatting posture, with her hands supporting herself on the bed and the man's chest for leverage, allowing her to thrust freely.
Yingying not only pushed the speed to a frenzy, almost one up-and-down motion per second, but the intensity was even more insane: each time she raised her buttocks high, the entire penis, including the glans, left the vagina, then she slammed down, sending the glans crashing past the labia and striking the clitoris. This technique caused waves of pain in the glans, which had been numbed by the drug.
Yingying, seemingly in a state of extreme excitement, cried out incoherently, "Big cock brother... you're killing my cunt... ouch... my cunt... I'm dying... such a hard cock... ouch... such a big glans... it's inside my uterus... ouch... such a hard glans... you've flattened my labia... um... big cock brother... have mercy on my cunt... ouch... have mercy on my cunt..."
Xiao Zhuang knew that Yingying's performance this time was far more of a genuine cry, but hearing her lewd and wanton cries for mercy, and seeing her furrowed brows, open mouth, and extremely wanton and lewd appearance, he felt indescribably happy and pleased.
Her two 39-inch breasts didn't have time to circle this time; they could only bounce violently up and down, each time they hit his chest with a loud "smack! smack!" that even her lewd cries couldn't drown out.
"...Ouch...Ouch..." The moans, initially seeming unbearable, gradually transformed into a more resilient sound. Her strong thighs spread wider, her full buttocks swayed more violently, and her cries grew increasingly lewd: "Big cock brother...the head of your penis is scraping my slutty vagina so beautifully...oh my pussy...oh...my lord...I want...this slut wants more..."

In Chapter Eight, in the corner of the Chinese-style suite in the Red Mansion,
while Chen Ying was receiving Xiao Zhuang's large penis on the bed, Huang Qiongxuan was also receiving Xiao Miao's teasing in the corner.
Xiao Miao, using the excuse of needing to count for Yingying with Xiao Xuan, pulled Xiao Xuan behind the sofa and forcefully kissed her.
"No...don't do this, there are recording devices."
"This is a blind spot, blocked by the sofa." Xiao Miao seemed to have planned it all along, confident and prepared.
"Don't...don't do this." Xiao Xuan, at least thirteen or fourteen years older than Xiao Miao, hugged her calves with both hands, protecting her chest, curling up into a ball, like a helpless little girl squeezed in the corner.
"I've gone to so much trouble for you, aren't you going to thank me?"
"Thank you, Brother Miao!" Xiao Xuan said, but she began to regret telling this little devil about her fear of being violated by Xiao Zhuang this evening.
"I'll give you a suggestion: drag Xiao Zhuang to the show, then arrange for Yingying to accompany him, thus saving you from this ordeal. All you have to do is say 'thank you,' and that's it?" "
Then... how should I thank you?"
"Sister only needs to say something!" Xiao Miao, just like Yingying had pulled down his belt on stage, revealed his penis: "You can lick it for me."
"No!!!"
"Keep your voice down. If Xiao Zhuang hears you and remembers about deflowering you, I won't care!" Xiao Miao said nonchalantly, "Since you won't lick me, I'll take the loss and lick you instead."
"No!"
"No this, no that, then I don't care anymore!" Xiao Miao said threateningly, "I'll go remind Xiao Zhuang to make you do those 'Twelve Ecstasy Positions' for Yingying."
"Don't do anything reckless, Sister Xiao Xuan... I'll... I'll treat you to McDonald's another day."
"Okay! Okay! But I'd rather have a Starbucks smoothie."
"It's a deal, you can eat as much as you want."
Huang Qiongxuan felt a huge weight
lifted from her heart. She stood up, holding onto the back of the sofa, thinking: After all, she's just a little kid. It's funny how scared I was just now. Suddenly, she realized: two little hands had reached in from both sides of her bib,
and a bunch of fingers were precisely pinching her two little nipples. "Sister Xiaoxuan is so generous, unlike Sister Yingying who's so stingy. She only buys small cups at Starbucks, and she won't let you touch my nipples even if I touch her breasts." The little devil behind her was teasing her nipples with skillful hands, yet she could say these innocent things in a childish voice. Xiaoxuan almost fainted.
Xiaoxuan grabbed the devil's little hands tightly through her bib and shouted, "Stop!"
Fortunately, Yingying was also screaming at the same time, so it didn't seem to attract Xiaozhuang's attention.
"Is Sister telling Yingying to stop?" Xiao Miao asked knowingly. "Oh, I know, Sister Xiao Xuan must have suddenly remembered how beautifully Yingying was being fucked by Director Wu, so she changed her mind and wanted to try the 'Twelve Ecstasy Positions' with Xiao Zhuang too."
"No..."
"Then it's because you just saw Yingying tied to the bed and being fucked so hard, and you thought it wouldn't be bad to be deflowered by Xiao Zhuang in this position."
"No...no..."
"That's hard to guess," Xiao Miao feigned innocence, but Xiao Xuan found it incredibly wicked: "Does that mean you want to lick my little penis and also taste that drugged big penis?"
"No...no...no..."
Children eventually lose patience, and Xiao Miao became impatient: "Like before I performed 'Surrounded by Enemies' with Yingying, I made a deal with her: when I put my hand inside her vagina, I wouldn't touch her clitoris, pull her labia, touch her G-spot, or squeeze her cervix. Yingying would first treat me to a smoothie at Starbucks, then let me lick her vagina and suck her toes in the women's restroom, and finally she would give me oral sex. Four things in exchange for four things."
"I helped you preserve your hymen, what do you want in return?"
Before Xiao Xuan could answer, Xiao Miao began to rub her two small nipples, and Huang Qiongxuan's hand, through her bodice, couldn't stop her at all.
"Your nipples are so small, they're about the same size as mine. If Mr. Zhou wanted you to wear nipple rings like Yingying, I bet even if you pierced your entire nipple, the steel ring wouldn't fit."
Hearing him mention Mr. Zhou, Xiaoxuan realized she could use him to threaten him: "You're so bold, doing so many bad things, aren't you afraid of Mr. Zhou…?"
Xiaomiao forcefully pulled Xiaoxuan's nipples down, forcing Huang Qiongxuan, who was more than ten centimeters taller than him, to kneel down. He then whispered in her ear from behind her head, "Let me tell you a little secret: Mr. Zhou is my biological mother."
Xiaomiao sighed knowingly, "Now you believe I have the power to decide the fate of your hymen, right?"
Xiaomiao pinched the nipple, which looked no bigger than a grain of rice, between his thumb and forefinger and rubbed it: "Actually, I quite like Sister Xiaoxuan. Those girls like Yingying, their bodies have been played with by countless men. When I play with them, I feel like I'm the one who's losing out."
"Xiaomiao, stop it! You're making me… hurt…"
"It must feel so good, right? Is your pussy already wet, sister?"
The ten-year-old boy talked about women like a lecherous old man: "If my mom hadn't said that many customers who come to the Red Mansion insist on having local girls, that they must play with fresh girls from X City, and that we have to treat you well in case of need, I really would like to fuck your asshole and loosen up your pussy."
Huang Qiongxuan then realized that it was because of her virginity that she had caught the eye of President Zhou and become a prostitute at the Red Mansion. Thinking of her sadness, tears welled up in her eyes like beads.
Xiao Miao released his hands from Xiao Xuan's nipples, seemingly no longer satisfied with just playing with her breasts: "You can't play with her pussy, you can't play with her asshole, so Xiao Xuan, just lick my baby with your little mouth."
Xiao Miao sat down on the sofa with a swagger, crossed his legs, and pretended to be an adult: "If you lick well, I'll have Mom arrange for a handsome boy like Xiao Zhuang to deflower you; if you don't lick me well, I'll have Mom arrange for Lin, the skinny, wrinkled officer covered in age spots, to be your new husband."
Lin was very famous in the brothel; the ladies privately called him a devil. Huang Qiongxuan trembled with fear at the thought of possibly being deflowered by him.
Xiao Miao was extremely pleased with her fearful look: "Scared now? Then hurry up and lick! In the two months of pre-job training, haven't you already licked hundreds of dicks?"
Xiao Xuan thought that made sense. Anyway, her mouth hadn't been used by anyone except her dear boyfriend, and she didn't know how much sperm it had been smeared on it. What difference would one more little kid make?
With a determined heart, she knelt before the little devil, grabbed his little penis, and shoved it into her mouth. Xiao Xuan, kneeling before

the antique mahogany bed and sofa in the Red Mansion's Chinese-style suite , had been kneeling with her mouth open for over an hour. Her cheeks and thighs felt like they no longer belonged to her. Meanwhile, Yingying, on the antique mahogany bed, had been having sex almost non-stop for three hours tonight. After her orgasm, this intense riding position was too much for even her iron frame. She raised her limp right leg to Xiao Zhuang's mouth, stuffing all five toes inside, and began manipulating it according to the eighth position. "My lord, this position is definitely the one you like best!" Yingying leaned back, supporting herself on Xiao Zhuang's thighs with her hands, gently wiggling her hips. Xiao Zhuang responded with a soft "woo...woo..." of agreement. Those who haven't experienced it firsthand might think Yingying could take a break, but actually, with her toes raised to her chest, a hard penis lodged in her vagina, and her body arched backward, she couldn't lift her head or lean back. Every muscle in her body, from her neck and arms supporting her back to her waist, genitals, thighs, ankles, and toes, was in an unnatural physiological position. Within minutes, Yingying was aching all over, and she cursed every female relative of the guy who devised these pranks. "My lord, this next move requires the most skill; a lady without gymnastics or dance training definitely can't do it. If Yingying doesn't do it well, please don't punish me." As she spoke, she pulled her right foot out of his mouth and stretched it above his head. Her left leg, which had been on his right hip, stretched back into a split position. The woman's legs were stretched into a split, her genital muscles completely taut. Xiao Zhuang felt his penis, still trapped inside Yingying's vagina, almost being squeezed flat, causing him to scream in pain and pleasure. But unexpectedly, there were even more advanced moves. When Yingying imitated a ballet pose, leaning forward and grabbing her right foot with both hands, Xiao Zhuang almost felt his penis was broken. Yingying then lifted her body, arching her back until she could touch her left knee with her outstretched hands. This caused Xiao Zhuang to scream "Wow! Oh!" repeatedly. It was said that skilled women could even clamp a man's penis between their legs, alternating between left and right, but when President Zhou was training Yingying, he found that even if he beat her to death, she couldn't do it, so he had to allow her to skip this half-move. Yingying could only gracefully retract her legs and turn around, changing to a position where she was lying face down holding Xiao Zhuang's legs. This time, however, she tucked her legs under Xiao Zhuang's body from both sides, crossed her ankles, and used her heels to lift Xiao Zhuang's upper body. The long-legged beauty Chen Ying used this trick on Xiao Zhuang, who was more than ten centimeters shorter than her, and it worked flawlessly. Xiao Zhuang's head could comfortably rest on Chen Ying's heels without him having to lift his head. Xiao Zhuang also discovered the beauty of this position: his raised head gave him a clear view of Yingying's sexy buttock movements, and even her anus was partially visible. Yingying grabbed Xiao Zhuang's left hand and brought it to her anus, even straightening his index finger. Xiao Zhuang, of course, didn't refuse her invitation, and even went further, teasingly saying, "How can just this one satisfy Yingying's horny asshole?" Ignoring her protests, he inserted his index and middle fingers into her anus at once. Xiao Zhuang's two fingers, through the intestinal wall, caressed the penis inside Yingying's intestines, allowing Yingying to once again enjoy the pleasure of being double-penetrated by both black and white penises. Xiao Zhuang also remembered how this beautiful Chinese woman had just been taken advantage of by both white and black men. Seeing the tattoo on Chen Ying's right buttock, a design representing the Japanese men penetrating her anus, fueled his anger. He raised his right hand and slapped her buttock hard. Yingying seemed to be keeping time for Xiao Zhuang, each slap accompanied by a moan of pleasure, making Xiao Zhuang more and more comfortable slapping her until her entire buttock was covered with bright red claw marks. The same went for her anus, where fingers were inserted, and her vagina, where a penis was inserted; each slap caused it to contract, until even her vagina spasmed. Originally, this was the only position out of the twelve that allowed women to remain still and rest briefly, but Yingying herself felt an unbearable itch.

Only then did she realize that the person who designed this set of moves was meant to keep the woman from stopping for a moment. She cursed his wickedness in her heart, pulling her legs from under the man to his sides, pressing her hands against his thighs. Ignoring whether his fingers were still inside her anus, or whether the move was the same as the eleventh image, she frantically twisted her waist and hips, seeking release from the pressure within her body. As
pleasure surged again, Yingying uttered words that no one else could understand, but not only did Xiao Zhuang find it incredibly pleasurable, but even Xiao Xuan, who was sucking Xiao Miao's penis, blushed with embarrassment.
Xiao Miao on the sofa couldn't take the stimulation any longer. He straddled Xiao Xuan's shoulders, kneeling in front of him, pressing his heels firmly against her bare back, and gripping her hair tightly with both hands, yelling, "I'm going to cum!"
Xiao Zhuang on the antique mahogany bed carefully admired Yingying's wanton state and couldn't resist helping her. He touched her anus and inserted two fingers. Sure enough, Yingying cried out "Aiyo!" repeatedly, shaking her head, her vagina contracting in waves, moaning and groaning, before suddenly gushing out a stream of hot vaginal fluid.
Xiao Miao beside him also ejaculated into Xiao Xuan's mouth.
However, Xiao Zhuang felt the pleasurable sensation of the fluid hitting his penis, which was no longer numb from the drug's effects.
Poor Xiao Xuan, her head held firmly by Xiao Miao's hands and feet, couldn't move. When the strong jet of urine shot from Xiao Miao's urethra rushed into her throat, she felt a wave of suffocation and coughed violently.
Xiao Xuan's mouth was truly a cherry-like small mouth. Xiao Miao's still-developing penis had already filled her two red lips, which were stretched to their limit. The urine and semen that she coughed up violently from her lungs couldn't find a way out and instead sprayed out of her small nostrils.
Feeling like she was drowning, Xiao Xuan used her survival instinct: she pushed away Xiao Miao, who had just finished his pleasure, and squatted down to vomit.
This angered the little devil, who kicked Xiao Xuan hard, saying, "If you dare not swallow all the treasure I gave you, I'll make you lose your virginity right now."
But Xiao Xuan didn't care what he was saying; she was only focused on coughing up the urine that had rushed into her lungs.
On the antique mahogany bed, Yingying saw that the man beneath her had not yet reached his climax, so she could only force herself to continue serving him, her body already exhausted and having just ejaculated.
First, she lifted the man's left leg upwards, then turned her back to him, pressing her right thigh against his left buttock from below. With her right hand, she tightly embraced his left leg against her chest, her left thigh crossing over his still-extended right thigh on the bed . Her left hand, however, was busy stimulating his nipples.
With lingering seductive charm, she explained to Xiao Zhuang, "The last position is the shallowest, but Yingying uses your thigh to rub against my clitoris, enough to sustain the orgasm. And Yingying repays you with the continuous contractions of her vagina."
Xiao Zhuang indeed felt her vagina tighten and loosen like small hands gripping his penis inside her cavity. Yingying's expression after ejaculation was even more wanton than that of a slut, making Xiao Zhuang feel a great sense of accomplishment at bringing such a wanton woman to orgasm.
His penis trembled, releasing the semen he had been holding back for almost three hours with astonishing force, shooting it all deep into Yingying's uterus.
While Xiao Zhuang, Yingying, and Xiao Xuan were still panting weakly, Xiao Miao grabbed Xiao Xuan and pushed her onto the antique mahogany bed: "Go and clean up, clean up!"
Huang Qiongxuan knew his trick: he wanted her to reawaken Xiao Zhuang's penis so he could deflower her. She struggled angrily.
But Xiao Xuan, already weak and powerless, had just been tortured so badly that she couldn't outmaneuver a ten-year-old child. Her bodice was even torn off, so she could only hug her chest, lie between Xiao Zhuang's legs, and suck his penis, desperately trying to swallow the semen, Yingying's vaginal fluid, Xiao Miao's urine, and her own tears and snot that were stuck to it.
However, the pills and medicinal wine were probably too potent and overbearing. Xiao Zhuang, who had been almost completely drained by Yingying in one go, still had a limp penis, unmoved even though he was being served by his beloved.
Xiao Xuan was just feeling relieved when she didn't expect that the wicked Xiao Miao would have another evil plan.
"Young Master Zhuang, you're truly impressive! You're probably the first person on this bed to complete all twelve positions without even using 'The Pillar of Heaven'!"
"'The Pillar of Heaven'?"
"Yes, this bed is for high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants to play with their concubines. Think about it, sir: even if these high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants aren't in their seventies or eighties, their bodies have long been ruined by wine and women. And most of those taken in as concubines are women of the night. Let alone those who used seductive tricks to get this status, even those who were determined to leave prostitution, used to be penetrated for most of the night in brothels. Now that they're in a wealthy household, they're probably only favored by you once every ten days or half a month. When they finally have the chance to sleep with you, how can they not be incredibly horny?"
"Those poor gentlemen!" Xiao Zhuang glanced affectionately at Chen Ying, who was so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open, "Can they really keep these concubines company like this for three or four hours every day?"
Xiao Miao pushed Xiao Xuan aside and, from between Xiao Zhuang's legs, flipped up an upright wooden stick from the bed board: "So, we'll have to rely on this 'pillar of heaven' to discipline the horny concubines and comfort those respectable women who are willing to obediently stay here and live like widows."
Upon seeing this wooden dildo carved exactly like a thick penis, Xiao Zhuang exclaimed... With a knowing smile, he said, "Standing upright between my legs, it's about the same height as a real penis, so even if my little brother is limp, it can still lie here and let women play with the erotic pictures on the tent!"
Xiao Miao laughed and pointed to Xiao Xuan, who he had pushed aside and was covering her bare breasts with her arms, "Master Zhuang, how about letting Xiao Xuan learn from Yingying and serve you again with her 'pillar of heaven'?"
Xiao Xuan turned pale with fright, afraid that Xiao Zhuang would really make her use her virginity to play with the wooden stick for him.
Fortunately, Xiao Zhuang was unwilling to ruin Huang Qiongxuan's hymen like that, and smiled as he beckoned to Xiao Xuan, "You'd better come over and help me lick my little brother hard so I can play with you with my penis."
Xiao Xuan remained pale and shrank to the side, because this was not the ending she wanted.
"Master Zhuang, shouldn't you sit on that sofa over there? Xiao Xuan, you crawl over and lick Master's cock properly." Xiao Miao hooked the nipple ring on Yingying's nipple, who was lying motionless like a dead fish. "Let Yingying do all sorts of things on the bed, let Master enjoy it, and help Master get aroused. It will definitely make Master regain his virility immediately."
Yingying protested, "Xiao Miao, don't come up with such a terrible idea. Without a man lying here, this wooden stick is more than twice the length of a real penis. Even a female dog couldn't use it."
"Don't the men you've slept with always say you're even more slutty and promiscuous than a bitch? You'll definitely be able to do it, but..." Xiao Miao's eyes rolled around, "I'm afraid you'll get too excited and break this antique phallus, so I'll reluctantly lie here as a living prop, and also rub Yingying's breasts and poke her asshole..."
Yingying and Xiao Xuan were about to object, but Xiao Zhuang, as a VIP, had already clapped and cheered. Poor Miss Honglou, she could only obey.
With her back to Xiao Zhuang, who was sitting on the sofa, Yingying was playing with Xiao Miao's wooden phallus, seemingly wanting to devour him. She glared angrily at Xiao Miao, as if she wanted to eat him alive. "Why are you messing with me all day?"
she demanded. Xiao Miao, unconcerned, grinned and said, "Didn't I tell you at Starbucks the other day? If you didn't give me a large smoothie, I'd kill you."
Raising her voice, she said to Xiao Zhuang on the sofa, "Master Xiao Zhuang, how about we hang a copper bell on Yingying's nipple ring and genital ring?"
"What's so fun about copper bells?"
Xiao Miao took four copper bells, each weighing 300 grams, from his pocket and hung them on Chen Ying's genital and nipple rings. "The copper bells can help Yingying's arousal and give us some background music."
As expected, the pain and itching caused by the heavy copper bell pulling on her nipples and labia minora doubled Chen Ying's pace, and the intense trembling of her nipples and labia minora triggered a continuous, crisp sound from the copper bell, echoing her moans.
"Master Zhuang, if Yingying dares to stop the bell without your order, we'll have her stinky feet whipped with 'Hongtashan' cigarettes, okay?"
Xiao Zhuang mumbled an "okay" in his sleep and then fell asleep from exhaustion. Huang Qiongxuan, with his penis in her mouth, dared not move, afraid of waking him up, and even more afraid of making his penis hard and losing her virginity; while Chen Ying, whose four erogenous zones were being endlessly stimulated by the copper bell, moaned louder and louder, hoping to wake him up and avoid being killed by Xiao Miao, who was falsely claiming to have an imperial decree.

Chapter Ten.
On Wednesday night in Qiong County, Xiao Zhuang, almost completely drained by Yingying at the Red Mansion, endured two days of longing for Huang Qiongxuan, whom he still hadn't been able to seduce. Early Saturday morning, he drove to her house to wait for her.
Just as he reached the intersection, he saw Huang Qiongxuan, dressed in a t-shirt, jeans, and cloth shoes, her hair tied in a ponytail, looking like a pure and innocent schoolgirl, boarding a bus.
Xiao Zhuang drove after her, following her as she transferred to a bus to Qiong County.
Xiao Zhuang had already learned from her close college friend that Huang Qiongxuan would travel a long distance every weekend to meet her lover.
Liu Zhen, who went to teach and guide students in the most remote primary school in Qiong County immediately after graduation, was a well-known eccentric at X University. He studied Chinese Literature, and perhaps too deeply influenced by it, he always wore a long robe and mandarin jacket, acting in a pedantic manner, and was ridiculed by his classmates as an "old scholar."
Xiao Zhuang couldn't understand how this old-fashioned man, who only knew classical Chinese and believed women should never leave the house, could actually have a girlfriend, especially one he couldn't win over.
Lost in thought, he suddenly arrived in Qiong County.
Following the bus, Xiao Zhuang saw the frail Liu Zhen pushing an old-fashioned bicycle, waiting for Huang Qiongxuan by the roadside.
Watching Huang Qiongxuan jump off the bus and rush towards the short, unattractive Liu Zhen like an innocent little girl seeing a treasure, Xiao Zhuang felt a pang of jealousy.
Sitting in the air-conditioned bus, watching the two of them being affectionate under the bright sun, Xiao Zhuang's anger flared, and he broke out in a sweat.
Meanwhile, Liu Zhen and Huang Qiongxuan strolled along the sunny avenue, enjoying the cool breeze.
"Damn it! He doesn't even have a car, yet he managed to pick up such a beautiful girl!" Xiao Zhuang, who was following the young couple in his car, muttered indignantly, "Damn, at this snail's pace, how am I supposed to keep up?"
In a fit of anger, he parked his car on the side of the road, rushed into a shop, and slammed two hundred-yuan bills on the waiter's table: "I'll rent your bicycle from the shop for a day." Ignoring his reaction, he grabbed the bike and drove off. He followed Liu Zhen and Huang Qiongxuan out of town.
Huang Qiongxuan sat on the bumpy back of the bicycle, her arms wrapped around Liu Zhen's waist, her face resting against her lover's back, her heart filled with happiness.
The elementary school where Liu Zhen taught was in the most remote mountainous area of Qiong County, a two-hour bike ride from the county seat. Listening to her lover's heartbeat and breathing, looking at the lush greenery and vibrant reds all around, Huang Qiongxuan longed to settle down in this "Qiong" County, a place she felt so destined for.
The bumpy, uneven mountain path made Xiao Zhuang, who was following far behind, curse incessantly: "This county truly lives up to its name of 'poor' county."
He tripped over a dead branch and fell flat on his back.
Lying on the ground, Xiao Zhuang was both amused and exasperated; he couldn't understand what had possessed him. In X City, he could easily summon a harem of beauties with a few phone calls, yet he had gone mad and followed a young girl to this remote, impoverished place to suffer.
Even in a godforsaken place like Qiong County, there was Afang, whom he had hung out with at the Golden Flower Club.
Xiao Zhuang decided to stop following Huang Qiongxuan around, no longer wanting to see her being affectionate with other men and only adding to his heartache.
Back in the county town, he contacted Afang, who had "reformed" and returned to her hometown to marry a merchant. They spent an afternoon together, trying to soothe his wounded heart.

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