Hypnotic Rhapsody - A Step into the Past 1-3

Hypnotic Rhapsody - The Search for Qin

(Part 1)
"I'm sorry, this was absolutely an accident."
Jing Jun looked at his sleeping sister-in-law, filled with endless remorse. He knew it was wrong, feeling guilty, remorseful, uneasy, and regretful, yet deep down, a secret excitement of breaking taboos lingered.
"Jing Jun, Jing Jun, are you even human? Third Brother treated you so well, and you actually raped his wife while his life hung in the balance. You're worse than a beast..."
He blamed himself, recalling the happy moments with his sister-in-law, his mind in turmoil...
"What if... just what if Third Brother really had an accident and couldn't come back... then wouldn't Third Sister-in-law be left alone for life? She's so young and beautiful, it's so pitiful and a waste for her to be a widow. Or, I could take care of her for a while until Third Brother returns, and then I'll sever all ties with her."
Looking at her exquisite, jade-like, curvaceous, alluring body, Jing Jun finally made up his mind, driven by lust, to find an excuse to justify his incestuous behavior.
"Yanran, wake up."
Ji Yanran, the most beautiful woman in the Qin Dynasty, or rather, the most beautiful woman in the Central Plains, opened her eyes at the call of her "lover." Her bright, star-like eyes were filled with deep affection, and... absolute obedience, a submission from the depths of her heart.
"Yes! My master." The most beautiful woman in the world looked up and showed her submission with the utmost respect, as if the person in front of her was not only her uncle, but also her most beloved husband, lover, benefactor, or even a god!
Seeing Yanran's obedient appearance, Jing Jun couldn't help but feel a strong sense of satisfaction, his mind drifting back to the day it all began.
(II)
July, midsummer, "Hidden Dragon Courtyard" in Wuma Ranch.
This year, summer came exceptionally early, and the weather was exceptionally hot. Thick, scorching air enveloped this place that had lost its male master.
The mistress of the villa, the renowned beauty Ji Yanran, tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. The sweltering night left this cleansing beauty drenched in sweat, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She had already bathed twice that night, but the pervasive heat persisted.
The heat was only one reason for Ji Yanran's insomnia; the more important reason was that her beloved husband, General Xiang Shaolong of Qin, had led his troops to fight against the Zhao army more than half a year ago, but had been defeated and disappeared without a trace. Although rumors circulated that he had appeared on the border between Qi and Wei, as long as her husband did not return, Ji Yanran, as his wife, would not have a peaceful night's sleep.
"Sigh!" Secluded and lonely in her chambers, Ji Yanran looked at the large, round moon outside the window and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh. The sweltering summer heat seemed to seep into her body through her delicate skin, constantly stimulating her physical and mental needs, stirring up the inexplicable fire buried deep within her heart. She closed her eyes, as if she saw her husband standing before her, his large hands caressing her long-dormant body, arousing her most shameful feelings.
"Mmm!" she groaned, a suppressed moan escaping her throat, his hands slowly tracing her smooth skin, trembling as they reached down towards her quietly moist, mysterious private parts…
"No!" At the last moment, she pulled back from the brink, using her absolute will to stop her shameful act, forcefully suppressing her burgeoning desire. Her husband had been missing for over half a year, and besides worry, she had to endure the bitterness of being alone in her empty room. With the arrival of summer, an endless fire of desire ignited with the heat, causing the beautiful young woman, once indulging in marital bliss, to suffer the torment of lust.
Although Ji Yanran was once known as the "Stone Talented Woman," it referred to her disdain for ordinary men, not that she was truly barren; she also had her own physiological needs. Moreover, Xiang Shaolong was a womanizer, endlessly indulging in sexual pleasures, which greatly satisfied Ji Yanran in bed. Under her husband's skillful seduction techniques, even if she wasn't naturally promiscuous, she became deeply immersed in the joy of marital intimacy, experiencing repeated orgasms.
However, after losing her husband's favor, Ji Yanran, whose "appetite" had been whetted, finally tasted the bitter fruit of loneliness. The sweet intimacy of the past had become a deep nightmare. On some nights when her desire was high, she even wished she had never experienced the extreme pleasure of orgasm, so she wouldn't crave a man by her side to conquer her thirsty body. Especially on some mornings, when she saw Jing Jun's wife, Lu Dan'er, and Teng Yi's wife, Shan Lan, their radiant bodies clearly a result of their sexual gratification, she felt a painful, depressed urge to groan out loud.
"I need a man!" Ji Yanran thought involuntarily. Yes! As long as it's a man, not her husband… anyone…
"No! No! I can't think about it anymore! I need to find something to distract myself." Ji Yanran desperately suppressed her restless heart. To calm the rising fire in her heart, she grabbed a thin robe, hastily put it on, and left the room.
The night was deep, and the spacious courtyard was deserted, making it seem exceptionally quiet and amplifying Ji Yanran's loneliness. She wandered aimlessly until she reached the most secluded corner of the garden, where she noticed that Zhao Zhi's room still had a light on, as if he hadn't gone to sleep. Zhao Zhi and Ji Yanran had a very close relationship. They used to live next door to each other, each occupying a separate small house. However, a month ago, Zhao Zhi suddenly moved to the corner of the garden under the pretext of "changing his environment." At the time, Ji Yanran was preoccupied with her husband's whereabouts and political affairs and didn't have time to investigate further. Only now did she realize that she seemed to have neglected her good friend. Now that the night was quiet and no one was around, it was a good opportunity to have a heart-to-heart talk and dispel her dullness and loneliness.
Ji Yanran arrived at the small house, but was startled. Not only did she see Zhao Zhi's tall, still-asleep figure, but she also heard a male voice. The voice was low and soft, and she couldn't understand what he was saying, but it was unmistakably a grown man's voice.
"Leaving a man in the room so late at night, Zhizhi won't…" Ji Yanran knew Zhao Zhi's feelings for Xiang Shaolong very well, and she also knew that Zhao Zhi wasn't a promiscuous woman who would cheat. However, having experienced the terrifying torment of desire, Ji Yanran couldn't guarantee she could resist temptation. In fact, if any man had taken advantage of her vulnerability in the room, even someone as faithful as her might not have been able to resist.
Only a lonely woman understands the terrifying feeling of being alone!
To find out what was going on, Ji Yanran tiptoed to the window, lightly moistened her finger with saliva, and made a small hole in the window paper, just big enough for one eye to peek through.
Upon looking through, she immediately felt relieved, because the person in the room was none other than her husband's sworn brother, Jing Jun.
His relationship with Zhao Zhi was like that of siblings, a fact known to all. Moreover, both were neatly dressed and sitting upright, clearly indicating no romantic involvement. However, their private time together so late at night, disregarding propriety, would only invite gossip if seen by those with ulterior motives. It was best to warn them.
Just as Ji Yanran was about to push open the door, she noticed their unusual behavior. Zhao Zhi, sitting with her back to her, had a stiff posture, though her expression was hidden. Jing Jun, facing her, held a pendant high in his right hand, slowly swaying it back and forth while chanting in a deep voice, "Look at this crystal, look at this crystal… your eyes are deeply drawn to the crystal… drawn to it…"
His voice was unusually deep, possessing an unprecedented authority and allure, compelling one to follow his instructions and focus intently on the object he was swaying.
Ji Yanran turned her eyes, curiously looking at the crystal he repeatedly mentioned. It was simply set in a long silver chain, its design unremarkable. However, the angle at which he held it up was extremely clever, causing the crystal to reflect the candlelight on the table beside it. As the silver chain swung back and forth, the crystal emitted ever-changing, dazzling sparkles, which were quite beautiful.
"It's so beautiful!" The love of beauty is human nature, especially for women, who have no resistance to sparkling and beautiful ornaments. At first, Ji Yanran felt a little dazzled, but she gradually got used to it and was attracted by the star-like light, her attention completely focused on the crystal.
"Look at the crystal, look at it, look at it intently..."
As Ji Yanran and Zhao Zhi's minds were completely captivated by the crystal, a seductive voice gently entered their hearts without their notice.
"Look at this crystal... you are already drawn in... it is so beautiful, you can't bear to look away, not even for a moment, not even for a moment...
"Do you see the light emanating from the crystal? Looking at that light, you begin to feel incredibly relaxed, forgetting all your troubles. As long as you look at the light of the crystal and follow the instructions, you will feel incredibly relaxed, so relaxed..."
The deep voice gave Ji Yanran an irresistible instruction. She quickly found that as long as she listened to the voice and did and thought as instructed, her body and mind began to relax, the restlessness in her body slowly receded, and the worries and fears that had been entangled in her heart for more than half a year were also gradually diminishing.
"You're completely relaxed... You're a blank slate, like a bowl of clear water, without any impurities. You only know that following my instructions makes you happy.
"After relaxing, you're starting to feel tired because you were too tense and worried before, which prevented you from sleeping well. How many nights have you not had a good night's sleep? One night, two nights? A month? Two months? So long that you've forgotten, completely forgotten, and you don't have the energy to remember. Now you just want to forget, you just want to get a good night's sleep. Because you're so tired, you've temporarily lost the ability to think and remember. You're just very, very tired, you just want to sleep, forget all your troubles, and sleep peacefully."
Ji Yanran outside the door and Zhao Zhi inside had slowly lost control of themselves. Every word Jing Jun said had taken root in their hearts, gradually controlling their minds. They stared blankly at the crystal that was shaking more and more slowly, their shoulders drooping limply, ready to fall asleep at any moment. Zhao Zhi, sitting in the chair, was alright, only swaying slightly from side to side. Ji Yanran, outside the door, was half-kneeling, half-sitting; if not for the instruction to keep her
eyes fixed on the crystal, she would have already fallen to the ground. "You haven't slept well in so long, you're so tired you can barely keep your eyes open. Your eyelids are so heavy you absolutely can't open them yourself. You have to see this beautiful crystal to keep them open. Very heavy, very heavy, really heavy, an unbearable weight. Only I can make you open your eyes, as long as I can make your eyes open..."
Unaware of the person outside, Jing Jun looked at the dazed Zhao Zhi with satisfaction, his excitement growing. Although this wasn't the first time he'd hypnotized this charming beauty, seeing her obedience still made him feel hot all over, and he couldn't wait to push her onto the bed.
He decided to speed things up, so as not to waste the night. He continued issuing instructions in his unhurried, rhythmic voice: "As soon as I put away the crystal, you will fall asleep immediately. Unless I wake you, you will remain asleep, in a deep sleep. You are waiting, waiting for me to put the crystal away... You are waiting... endlessly waiting... waiting..."
Jing Jun stopped shaking the silver chain, lifted the crystal, and placed it on Zhao Zhi's head. The latter's head and neck tilted back unnaturally with the crystal, and even her body straightened. Jing Jun
was very satisfied with her reaction. After repeated hypnosis and brainwashing, he could easily control Zhao Zhi. However, he really enjoyed watching beautiful women lose control, so whenever he had the chance, he would hypnotize them again, enjoying the dazed beauties while deepening his control over them.
He silently recited three times, flicked his arm, and the crystal was thrown into the air in a beautiful arc before falling into his grasp. He closed his five fingers, and as the crystal's light was completely obscured, Zhao Zhi's head drooped, and she fell into a deep sleep.
Jing Jun was overjoyed and was about to "harvest" his gains when he heard a "bang" from outside the door.
Startled, he jumped to his feet, his heart filled with fear. He and Zhao Zhi were related as uncle and sister-in-law; if it were discovered that he had used evil magic to control his sister-in-law and commit adultery, he would have nowhere to hide in the world. He could no longer care about Zhao Zhi's situation and immediately leaped to the door. As soon as the door opened, he saw a long-haired woman lying unconscious outside.
"Third Sister-in-law? Is that you?" No matter how hard Jing Jun racked his brains, he couldn't believe that the person outside was Ji Yanran. He addressed Xiang Shaolong's three wives differently: Zhao Zhi was "Sister Zhi"; Wu Tingfang was "Miss" due to her status; only Ji Yanran was respectfully called Third Sister-in-law.
This Third Sister-in-law, equally beautiful and intelligent, was now unconscious in Jing Jun's arms, her delicate body limp and lifeless, but her long, shallow breaths showed that she was alright, and her happy, smiling face was so familiar. Jing Jun carefully examined her face, comparing it to that of the hypnotized Zhao Zhi, and a realization dawned on him. He knew he couldn't let Ji Yanran sleep here, so he gritted his teeth, lifted her, and placed her on the bed. He sealed the torn window paper, made sure no one had seen him, closed the door again, and then nervously approached the bedside.
Ji Yanran on the bed was so beautiful. Closing her eyes didn't diminish her radiance in the slightest; instead, it gave her an unusually serene and obedient air. Her delicate features seemed to be the culmination of heaven and earth's spirit: a broad forehead, a high nose, cherry lips as vibrant as a flower, and skin whiter than jade. Such stunning beauty also subtly revealed a heroic spirit, making her seem like an immortal.
Jing Jun lingered on Ji Yanran's face with reluctance, slowly looking down inch by inch. First, her delicate, pointed chin; then her long, slender, snow-white neck; and then, her sudden, high, rounded
breasts… It was the height of summer, and Ji Yanran was dressed in thin clothes—a light trench coat and a simple cloak—which could not conceal her breathtaking curves. Only then did Jing Jun realize that her figure was even better than he had imagined. It wasn't that Jing Jun had poor taste; rather, he was usually so captivated by her stunning beauty that he had no time to appreciate the rest of her body. Moreover, Ji Yanran's radiance was so dazzling that he dared not look directly at her most of the time, fearing that if he stared too long, he would become hopelessly captivated.
Only at this moment, when he looked at this beautiful sister-in-law with lust for the first time, did he understand what a peerless beauty truly meant. Due to her martial arts training, Ji Yanran possessed an explosively voluptuous body. Her exquisite curves, at their highest points, suddenly tightened rapidly inwards, like the most treacherous and winding path in a mountain range, making one's heart tremble at the sight. Unlike other women who practiced martial arts, her skin and muscles were naturally supple, not roughened by long-term training, but rather firm and elastic. He had personally felt the alluring strength of her waist and legs when he moved her into the room. Jing Jun had to admit that, in terms of both figure and appearance, Ji Yanran surpassed his beloved Zhao Zhi by a significant margin. Looking at her lying on the bed, any man would have the urge to pin her down and ravish her.
Jing Jun was, of course, a man, and a very lustful one at that, his desires surging like an arrow on a bowstring. But the other woman was his most respected sister-in-law. With Zhao Zhi, he could easily tell himself that he had liked her first, that Ding Shaolong had "stole" her, and that this beautiful woman was lonely and secluded. But Ji Yanran… he found it difficult to face the guilt within him, especially since he had already done something to betray his third brother, whose fate was unknown.
However, deep inside, a voice kept telling him, "One stain, two stains. If you miss this opportunity, you'll never be able to touch this beauty again..."
In the end, Jing Jun still couldn't bring himself to make the decision, but he knew he had to face the predicament. His primary task was to make Ji Yanran forget everything he had seen that night. He took a deep breath, restrained his lust, and quickly made up his mind. Reluctantly, he left the bedside and went to Zhao Zhi, who was still asleep in the chair, and commanded, "Zhi Zhi, listen to my instructions. From now on, you will be in a deep sleep. After I count to three, you will be completely asleep and will not wake up until I say 'It's dawn.' One, two, three..." Having become accustomed to obeying this "younger brother's" gentle instructions, Zhao Zhi had no way to resist and immediately entered a state of unconsciousness.
Jing Jun, whose heart had already flown to the beauty on the bed, hastily gave the order. After confirming that Zhao Zhi was asleep and could not hear anything, he casually put her on the ground and hurriedly returned to the side.
"Third Sister-in-law... no... cough... Ji Yanran, open your eyes and look at me." Jing Jun commanded, hoping to see Ji Yanran's captivating starry eyes again. However, the latter remained fast asleep, unresponsive. He was a little afraid; after all, these dark arts were beyond his complete control. One wrong move, and the hypnotized person could fall into an eternal sleep, never to wake up again.
He thought carefully and began to understand that Ji Yanran must have unintentionally witnessed him casting the spell and, unaware of what was happening, had been accidentally hypnotized. However, being hypnotized was not the same as being controlled. She was currently only in a deep sleep, not completely out of her mind, and could wake up at any time. What he needed to do was to make her obediently submit before she could launch a full-scale attack.
The thought of a Ji Yanran who would absolutely obey him was exhilarating…
“Listen to my voice. This voice will help you relax and sleep more deeply. Breathe according to the instructions. Come on! Let’s inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale… inhale… exhale… inhale… exhale.” Jing Jun gave instructions while intently observing Ji Yanran’s reaction, not missing a single detail.
He noticed that after giving the instructions, the seemingly sleeping beauty wasn’t completely unresponsive; her eyelids twitched slightly, as if she had truly heard Jing Jun’s voice. As he gradually slowed down the breathing instructions, he noticed that Ji Yanran’s breathing rhythm actually became longer and more refined, gradually synchronizing with his voice, becoming deeper and more frequent, and her beautiful face appeared even more serene. The
sleeping beauty exuded an indescribable beauty. Under Jing Jun's guidance, Ji Yanran's proud chest rose and fell slowly, her movements graceful and rhythmic. As her breathing slowed and the air she inhaled and exhaled increased, her full breasts surged like rolling waves. The thin gauze could not contain her incredibly elastic breasts, which seemed about to burst. Even more alluring was that, whether it was due to a shift in position during the earlier movement or the small piece of bra covering her breasts being insufficient to contain them, they slipped down slightly with each breath, revealing a glimpse of the outline of her breasts—truly a pair of "adulterous blossoms"!
Jing Jun was so stunned by the beautiful sight before him that he almost forgot to speak, and nearly grabbed the peaks of her breasts, tearing open the cloth to examine their true appearance. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that his sister-in-law, who was usually as beautiful as a fairy, possessed such a seductive and sexy figure. He suppressed his rising lustful thoughts and forced himself to focus on the hypnosis steps.
"Very good! Very good! Continue to inhale and exhale... With each exhale, you will feel more relaxed and enter a deeper, sweeter sleep...
Sleep! Sleep well! In deep sleep, you will only hear my voice. My voice will lead you into a more relaxed and pleasant state. As long as you follow my instructions, completely obey my instructions, and absolutely submit..." Jing Jun skillfully guided her, gradually leading Ji Yanran into a deeper hypnotic state, slowly manipulating the beauty's mind. Having lost her will to resist, her body limply lay on the bed, her sleeping posture resembling that of an infant, but this did not diminish her allure.
"You will completely obey my words, because everything I say is to bring you into a more joyful state. As long as you obey me, you will feel unparalleled happiness, unprecedented happiness; otherwise, you will experience considerable pain. If you understand, nod." Jing Jun had finally completed the most important induction process; now it was time to see Ji Yanran's reaction. Although this was not his first time hypnotizing someone, he felt an unprecedented tension, fearing any unforeseen mishap that would lead to a tragic end.
Watching her beautiful face gently sway before him, Jing Jun finally felt a huge weight lifted from his heart, and a surge of excitement and satisfaction welled up within him. Before this renowned woman of talent awoke, she would be under his control; as for after she awoke… well! That would depend on Jing Jun's wishes.
"From now on, any action I give you won't affect your current calm and relaxed state, as long as you do everything I say. Nod again if you understand." Ji Yanran obediently nodded again, her docile appearance making Jing Jun deeply glad he had mastered hypnosis.
"From now on, whenever you understand and accept my commands, you will respond aloud, understand?" Being able to command the most beautiful woman in the world made Jing Jun feel like an omnipotent god.
"Understood."
"Now slowly open your eyes and look at me." Ji Yanran lazily responded, opening her long-closed starry eyes to Jing Jun's anticipation. Those were such clear and wise eyes, calm as a still lake, but when you looked closely into her captivating pupils, you could see a hint of melancholy and sorrow, revealing that this woman in the prime of her life was enduring unbearable loneliness.
Jing Jun naturally knew why she was sad, and while his heart ached, a trace of jealousy also welled up within him.
"Third brother, oh third brother! How lucky you are to have such a beauty enduring the pain of being alone for you. But, this beauty is now... heh!" He couldn't help but smile, deeply feeling the thrill of breaking a taboo.
Ji Yanran gazed at the man who had "given" her the happiest feeling in nearly half a year, awaiting his command; obedience was now her only reason to live.
"Tell me, why did you come to see Zhao Zhi? And what did you just see?"
Ji Yanran frankly recounted how she couldn't sleep and then came to see Zhao Zhi, the process perfectly matching Jing Jun's guess.
"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?" Jing Jun asked curiously.
This seemingly simple question caused Ji Yanran's pretty face to flush bright red. She shyly replied that it was because of the hot weather. However, at this moment, her reactions were as direct and simple as a three-year-old child, and how could she hide it from Jing Jun? Under his command, she stammered but honestly revealed her feelings.
"Because...I...I want...a man." Although under hypnosis, Ji Yanran naturally lowered her voice when giving this rather lewd answer, and the blush on her face extended down to her chest and neck, the alluring charm making Jing Jun's throat dry and his heart pound.
"Do you want your husband, or do you want a man?" Jing Jun swallowed hard before continuing to press.
"Yes...both..." Ji Yanran unconsciously shrank her neck, her slender fingers lightly gripping the bedsheets, seemingly feeling extremely ashamed of her answer.
"You...say it one more time!" Jing Jun involuntarily raised his voice.
"Yes... I miss Shaolong, and I miss other men..." Her voice was barely audible due to her shyness.
"My God! The most beautiful woman in the world is admitting to missing men right in front of me! What a depraved answer!" Jing Jun screamed inwardly. "That's a temptation no man could resist!"
"You're missing men, aren't you?" Jing Jun asked breathlessly, unable to hide his excitement.
"Yes." Ji Yanran couldn't deny it.
"Even if that man, the one you slept with wasn't Xiang Shaolong?"
"I most want to be with Shaolong...." Ji Yanran frowned slightly, avoiding the question and specifically avoiding any words related to sex.
"I command you to answer honestly. If a man had been flirting with you just now, could you have resisted?"
Ji Yanran finally couldn't evade the question. She answered with a bewildered look, "I...I don't know."
"You don't know if you can resist a man's flirting?"
"Yes."
"So, if a man flirted with you, could you have accepted it?"
"...Yes..."
"Because you really need a man?"
"Yes."
"You've been lonely for too long, you can't take it anymore. You really want a man, a strong, healthy man." Jing Jun stated the "truth" in a deep voice.
"...I...I...I didn't want to, I really didn't want to, but I really need him..." The beauty almost cried as she spoke.
Seeing Ji Yanran break free of her shackles, Jing Jun was thrilled. Almost everyone, regardless of gender, has had thoughts of infidelity, though many think about it, few admit it, and even fewer act on it. But now that Ji Yanran has confessed, it means Jing Jun has a chance to be intimate with her. Right now, his mind is completely focused on how to arouse the desire of the stunning beauty before him, utterly forgetting that someone else is waiting for him.
He licks his dry lips with his tongue, feeling his palms sweating.
"Let's go back to the situation. You're back in your room, all alone, and no one can see what you're doing. You're lying in bed, feeling incredibly hot, and all you want to do is take off all your clothes. They're wet and uncomfortable, constantly rubbing against your sensitive skin…
Yes, every inch of your skin, every pore, is incredibly sensitive, so sensitive that you can't bear any touching, even just a small piece of cloth brushing against you. It will make you extremely uncomfortable because it will awaken your deepest, most profound needs, a strong need born of loneliness…
You have a need, a need you've never dared to confront, yet it erupts in the quiet of the night, when you're sleeping alone. Now, you can no longer suppress this need because your husband has been away for too long, you haven't had a man's comfort for too long, and you're so thirsty that you've lost the ability to resist. You don't need to feel ashamed of this, because this need, like breathing and eating, is something everyone is born with, the most natural and real need."
"Yes, you need it more and more! Don't hold back anymore, come and do what you want to do."
The lewd and seductive voice drifted into Ji Yanran's ears, making her relive the painful moment just now. Her burning desire, as hot as molten lava, was completely aroused and could no longer be suppressed. The cloak of morality was removed, and reason was thrown to the lowest point of her heart. Ji Yanran twisted her body uncontrollably, trying to make herself feel better, but the friction between the bedding and her clothes only made every inch of her body feel like it was being teased, making her desire even more difficult to control.
Her starry eyes were half-open, alluring yet submissive, still watching the man controlling her. Her lips parted slightly, emitting a low moan of unfulfilled desire. Her hands were divided, her left hand gently caressing and squeezing her heavy right breast, her thumb and forefinger occasionally lightly stroking the exposed nipple to ease the uncomfortable swelling. Her left hand slowly reached down, finally touching her empty, hollow private parts, attempting to fill the ever-expanding emptiness with her long fingers. She clearly didn't know how to do it; her hand movements were monotonous and repetitive, doing nothing to release her desire, but rather teasing and seducing the panting young man.
"What do you need? Tell me and I can satisfy you." Completely captivated by Ji Yanran's allure, Jing Jun had forgotten the barrier of their relationship as uncle and sister-in-law, only wanting to ignite this stunning beauty's sexual needs for another wild and passionate encounter!
"I...I want...I want it!" Ji Yanran moaned ecstatically. At this moment, she was no longer the talented and beautiful Ji Yanran, but a woman overwhelmed by lust.
"Sit up!" Jing Jun commanded sharply, "Sit up and look at me."
Ji Yanran struggled to sit up, her eyes completely bloodshot with surging desire. Her pointed tongue protruded slightly, pressing against her upper lip, her arms wrapped around her chest, making her already full breasts even more erect and straight. Each breath seemed to tear the light gauze dress into pieces.
"Take off your clothes. You don't need to wear any more clothes." Ji Yanran complied as a matter of course. Her attire tonight was extremely simple; she had only untied two small knots on her belt, and her breasts slid down, the two petals of her dress naturally hanging down to the sides, revealing most of her snow-white body.
Jing Jun had originally thought that once she took off her clothes, he would be unable to resist pouncing on her and pinning her to the bed, but now he was stunned, completely unable to move. He was frozen, not because her half-naked body was too beautiful. Of course, it was the most beautiful body Jing Jun had ever seen. Putting aside everything else, her smooth, snow-white skin alone was the most alluring he had ever seen. In its pure white color, there wasn't a single shadow or blemish, and it radiated a healthy glow. Most women with such fair skin had a sickly frailness, but Ji Yanran's skin was so fair and rosy that it seemed as if blood flowed on the surface of her skin rather than within her veins, her entire being brimming with vibrant life force.
Complementing her healthy complexion was a taut physique, every inch of which concealed an explosive power ready to erupt at any moment, yet without any sense of strain. One could almost feel the extraordinary suppleness and elasticity of her slender waist, her abdomen flat as a vast grassland, without a single flawless ounce of fat, standing as straight as a rigorously trained soldier. Above this were a pair of firm, irresistibly alluring, perfectly shaped breasts. There's a saying, "Twin peaks piercing the clouds," but only after seeing Ji Yanran would you understand the true meaning of that phrase. Because these two beautiful, bamboo shoot-shaped breasts showed no signs of sagging; instead, they were slightly upturned, gently supporting the open hem of her dress. Half-hidden, half-revealed, the tender, rosy nipples, already the size of a little finger, were faintly visible. As her breasts bounced and swayed with her slight movements, the rosy nipples seemed to play hide-and-seek with her eyes, appearing and disappearing, yet possessing a hazy allure.
A beauty, an absolute beauty, a peerless beauty born to seduce men!
A stunningly beautiful body, completely under her master's control, burning with desire, gently awaiting her master's favor—the most beautiful woman. Any man who saw her would immediately pounce on her and take her on the spot. But Jing Jun did not; he simply stared blankly at the deep cleavage formed between her breasts. To be more precise, he stared at the small silver chain embedded in the cleavage.
The silver pendant was extremely fine, inconspicuous on Ji Yanran's neck. The pendant itself was a beautifully carved piece of green jade, only about the size of a thumb, with a single character engraved on its surface: the character "Xiang," representing Ding Shaolong.
It was Xiang Shaolong's favorite ornament, a gift from a sycophantic minister of Zhao. At the time, Xiang Shaolong was a high-ranking official in Zhao, greatly favored by the King of Zhao, and many people eagerly offered gifts to curry favor, hoping to climb the social ladder and share in the glory. Ding Shaolong didn't have a strong desire for gold and silver jewelry, but he was immediately drawn to this jade pendant, which wasn't particularly valuable but was exquisitely carved. He had repeatedly told his brothers that he wanted to give it to the woman he loved most. It hanging on Ji Yanran symbolized that she, body and soul, had been possessed by Xiang Shaolong.
"She's my third brother's woman... my most respected third brother's woman! What am I doing?" Jing Jun looked at the jade pendant, memories of his life-and-death experiences with Xiang Shaolong in Zhao resurfacing, and he regained his composure. He propped his head up, painfully struggling with his inner turmoil. In the end, morality prevailed over lust, stopping Ji Yanran from removing her other clothes at the last moment.
"Put your clothes back on!" Watching the beautiful woman slowly fasten her sash, Jing Jun was overwhelmed with mixed emotions, a feeling of pain and sorrow threatening to burst forth, but he knew this was the right thing to do, the necessary thing.
"Listen..." He suppressed his surging lust, determined to bring everything back on track before Ji Yanran woke up. "Breathe slowly, listen to my instructions to inhale and exhale. Each breath will make you calmer, each breath will suppress the burning sensation within you.
"Now you are calm. Everything that happened tonight was just a dream, and after you wake up, it will be cast into the deepest recesses of your memory. Without my permission, you will never remember it again under any circumstances. You didn't leave the room, you slept very, very sweetly..."
Ji Yanran lay down again, returning to sleep, her beautiful face calm, her breathing becoming long and shallow again, as if nothing had happened.
Yes, it was just a dream, a dream that shouldn't have happened. But Jing Jun knew he would never forget this beautiful yet painful night.
"Relax, your desires are all suppressed, become the talented Ji you once were! My third sister-in-law, the most beautiful third sister-in-law..." he said heavily, gazing deeply at the beauty's face, trying to remember every detail of her features.
"Ah!" he groaned in despair, jumping out of bed and approaching the long-sleeping Zhao Zhi.
"Dawn!" the code signal was given, and Zhao Zhi slowly awoke, looking at Jing Jun's distorted face with confusion.
"Xiao Jun, you..." Before she could finish speaking, another code signal plunged her back into despair.
"Sleep, Zhi-jie!" The key phrase, deeply ingrained in her consciousness, uttered, and Zhao Zhi's eyes immediately lost their luster, turning her into a puppet at her master's mercy.
"Now you are the most wanton slave, desperately needing your master's favor, desperately needing it!" Jing Jun roared as he pulled down his pants, showing no mercy as he thrust his penis into Zhao Zhi's dry, fleshy hole.
His merciless thrusting should have brought her immense pain, but manipulated, she cried out wantonly, submissively accepting it, seemingly enjoying it immensely.
Jing Jun thrust forcefully, using this repetitive, brutal action to vent his dark desires. In his heart, Zhao Zhi was no longer his beloved beauty, but merely a tool for venting. In the intense intercourse, the exaggerated allure of the beauty beneath him gradually distorted and blurred, transforming in his eyes into another, even more beautiful face.
"Yanran!" Jing Jun cried out uncontrollably, instantly reaching the peak of pleasure. A woman who resembled both Ji Yanran and Zhao Zhi trembled, enduring the waves of pleasure.
Ji Yanran on the bed seemed to hear his call, her delicate body trembling slightly, but she immediately regained her composure. On this midsummer night, she preserved her chastity, but sowed the seeds of her downfall.
(III)
After that night, Jing Jun dared not set foot in the Hidden Dragon Villa for half a month, simply because he didn't want to face Ji Yanran's incomparably beautiful face again. But every time he dreamt of her in the middle of the night, he would see those absolutely tamed beautiful eyes, and that exquisite curve of her body. Whenever he thought of this, he couldn't help but want to vent his pent-up desires on his wife, Lu Dan'er.
He wasn't worried that Ji Yanran would remember what happened that night, because he had given her orders to completely forget what she had seen and heard that night, while suppressing her burning desire. The person who taught him this technique also said that, with proper guidance, anyone's memory, personality, preferences, and even will could be manipulated.
He absolutely believed this person's words, because this person was his most respected third brother, Xiang Shaolong.
Yes, it was Xiang Shaolong who taught him hypnosis. Jing Jun remembered that time when they disguised themselves as Dong Ma Chi and returned to Zhao to rescue Zhu Ji. Unexpectedly, their supposedly secret identities were discovered by a spy maid sent by Zhao Mu due to Jing Jun's carelessness. Fortunately, his second brother Teng Yi discovered this in time and captured her on the spot. At the time, his eldest brother Wu Zhuo and Teng Yi both advocated killing her to silence her, but Xiang Shaolong said he knew a technique called "hypnosis" that could make the maid loyal to him.
The other three were still skeptical, but after Xiang Shaolong spent less than an hour alone with the maid, he had her completely subservient when they came out of the room, turning her into a pawn lurking beside Zhao Mu. This made Jing Jun believe that such a strange and powerful technique existed in the world.
Originally, Xiang Shaolong didn't want this extraordinary technique to leak out. However, the maid was later transferred back to Zhao Mu's Marquis's mansion, and the task of contacting her and obtaining information fell to Jing Jun, who was most skilled in high-level maneuvering. This allowed Jing Jun to gain control of the maid and gradually learn hypnotic techniques from Xiang Shaolong.
When teaching him hypnosis, Xiang Shaolong repeatedly emphasized that it must never be used indiscriminately, especially not to sexually assault women. However, this evil technique itself was a temptation, which Jing Jun could not resist. The first victim was none other than Jing Jun's wife, Lu Dan'er. At the beginning of their acquaintance, Lu Dan'er looked down on Jing Jun and even insulted him. In anger, he used hypnosis, originally only intending to punish this spoiled and willful woman. Unexpectedly, once the taboo was broken, his desire grew uncontrollably. He not only used it to obtain Lu Dan'er's body and soul, but later, taking advantage of Zhao Zhi's loneliness and emptiness, he also controlled the beautiful older sister he longed for. Zhao Zhi's move away from the crowd was at Jing Jun's behest, intended to facilitate their clandestine trysts.
But Jing Jun never imagined that even the stunning beauty Ji Yanran would one day fall into his grasp.
Jing Jun dared not see her again, fearing that his unpredictable nature might lead him to once again control this captivating woman coveted by every man in the world. He knew that if he simply waved that crystal necklace again, Ji Yanran would submit to him…
He desperately wanted to do so, but dared not.
However, even the most beautiful woman must eventually meet her father-in-law. When his second brother, Teng Yi, invited everyone to the Hidden Dragon Villa to celebrate Xiang Bao'er's birthday, Jing Jun could no longer refuse, forced to face once more his beautiful sister-in-law, whom he both most longed to see and most dreaded.
Since Xiang Shaolong's disappearance, the Hidden Dragon Villa had never been so bustling. The obedient and robust Xiang Bao'er amused the women greatly, especially when he babbled words like "mama" and "grandma," which allowed them to temporarily forget their longing for their husbands and smile again.
Only Ji Yanran, though laughing, seemed a little lonely and haggard. Her face was even thinner than that night, her slightly red, tired eyes, her occasionally unfocused gaze, and her sometimes absent-minded expression did not escape the notice of her observant brother-in-law, Jing Jun. So when everyone else took Xiang Bao'er to fly kites, leaving only Ji Yanran, who claimed she didn't want to move, alone in the garden, Jing Jun finally couldn't resist sneaking back to ask what was wrong.
"Third Sister-in-law, you look very tired. Did you not sleep well?" Seeing that the nearest maid was several steps away from them, Jing Jun asked with relief.
"No, just a little tired. I might have caught a cold!" Ji Yanran said nonchalantly, but the momentary unease she showed when asked was still caught by the sharp-eyed Jing Jun.
"Third Sister-in-law! Don't lie. You must have something wrong."
"No... I'm fine, Xiao Jun, you can rest assured..." Ji Yanran awkwardly turned her head away, avoiding Jing Jun's burning gaze.
"If nothing's wrong, why are you looking away? Why don't you look me in the eye when you speak? Come on! Look at me and answer." Fearing something might happen to the beautiful woman due to the hypnosis, Jing Jun's tone hardened, becoming almost commanding.
Upon hearing this, Ji Yanran's delicate body trembled slightly, her face turning deathly pale. A strange ripple stirred within her, as if a similar situation had occurred not long ago, yet the memory was hazy and dreamlike, impossible to recall. Unable to comprehend it, she obeyed her uncle's words, turning her head slightly to gaze into the anxious man's eyes.
And so, their eyes became locked, Ji Yanran feeling as if those eyes possessed a suction force, drawing her into her beautiful gaze, preventing her from moving an inch. A sense of bewilderment washed over her, yet she felt a subtle relaxation creep into her body.
"Third Sister-in-law, answer my questions honestly," Jing Jun asked again, his expression grave.
Ji Yanran's mind went blank. A low moan suddenly sounded in her ear—the same voice that had haunted her for the past ten nights.
...
"Listen to my voice. This voice will make you more relaxed and sleep more deeply."
"Slowly open your eyes now and look at me."
"You will completely obey my words, because everything I say is to bring you into a more joyful state. As long as you obey me, you will feel unparalleled happiness, unprecedented happiness..."
"Yes, you need it more and more! Don't hold back anymore, do what you want to do."
...
The voice always appeared quietly in the dead of night, as if someone was whispering in her ear, back and forth; it also seemed to come from the depths of her heart, leaving her confused and unable to extricate herself. The desire and passion that had been buried deep in the corners of her body were now overflowing again and again, making her unable to control herself, and she could only relieve the burning need through constant masturbation.
The voice seemed both strange and very familiar. When it appeared again now, it coincided with Jing Jun's voice.
In her dazed state, she didn't understand what this meant, but unconsciously obeyed Jing Jun's words.
"I haven't been able to sleep these past few nights," she said, her eyes half-closed, her body swaying slightly, her expression and movements suggesting a state between sleep and wakefulness.
"Why?" Jing Jun pressed, grabbing Ji Yanran's shoulders in his eagerness, completely forgetting the servants nearby.
"I heard a voice constantly talking."
"What voice? What are they saying?"
"He said..." Just as Ji Yanran was about to answer, the cries of a child and the noise of a crowd came from not far away, startling the two who were oblivious to their surroundings.
"Sister Yanran, come quickly! Bao'er has hurt her head!" Wu Tingfang's voice arrived before she did.
Ji Yanran awoke from her dazed state, as if realizing something. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she shrugged, freeing herself from Jing Jun's grasp. She left in a gust of fragrant wind, not daring to look at her stunned uncle again.
Jing Jun's palm still held a trace of the beauty's fragrance. He clenched his fist, as if trying to hold onto something, watching Ji Yanran's departing figure, his heart pounding like thunder.
"Yanran, Yanran..." he murmured silently in his heart.
It was another sleepless night.
The difference was, it was Jing Jun who was sleepless. Because Xiang Bao'er was injured while flying a kite, the Hidden Dragon Villa was in chaos. Jing Jun, deeply worried about Ji Yanran's condition, used this as an excuse to stay overnight at the villa with Teng Yi and his wife. Late at night, he first "ordered" his wife, Lu Dan'er, to go to sleep, then secretly slipped out to check on the beauty.
Judging from Ji Yanran's reaction that day, the hypnosis from the previous night was still working; at least she showed a tendency to obey Jing Jun's orders, but her haggard appearance betrayed the torment she was enduring. This greatly worried Jing Jun. He feared that his hypnosis had gone awry, causing Ji Yanran to suffer mental problems.
With his exceptional skills and familiarity with the villa, Jing Jun easily broke into Ji Yanran's residence. But upon seeing the still brightly lit house, he hesitated, standing frozen a short distance outside the door, afraid to take another step.
"No..." A low cry reached his ears. Fearing for Ji Yanran's safety, he disregarded all propriety and rushed forward like an arrow, pushing open the door. What he saw...
the exquisite beauty he had longed for, disheveled, was pinned to the table by a man. Her thin top had been forcibly pulled down to her waist and tied loosely in a knot, binding her delicate hands; her long skirt was pulled up above her thighs, revealing a pair of smooth, slender, and firm pink legs and most of her private parts. Her dark pubic hair glistened with moisture!
Her reaction was even stranger. Although she kept saying "No, stop," her alluring body writhed like a snake under the man's teasing. Her full breasts were twisted by the man's strong hands, but her flushed body clearly showed signs of passion.
With her skills, she could easily take on ten men at once, let alone one, and she certainly wouldn't be bound by that simple cloth knot...
When Jing Jun burst in, the man had already taken off his pants, his ugly penis poised at the entrance, ready to burst in at any moment.
"Stop!" Before the man could even react, Jing Jun punched him to the ground, his nose bleeding profusely.
Jing Jun moved like the wind, already at the table, casually taking off his shirt and draping it over Ji Yanran's alluring body.
"Jing Wei, you beast! What are you doing?" The one who violated Ji Yanran was no stranger, but a member of the "Elite Group," and Jing Jun's cousin, Jing Wei.
Exposed, Jing Wei ignored his injured nose and immediately kowtowed, begging for mercy: "I'm sorry, Brother Jun! I was patrolling around here when I saw Madam... she was masturbating... I couldn't control myself for a moment, so..."
He couldn't finish his sentence, because he had lost the ability to speak. A short blade pierced straight into his heart, instantly taking the life of this lust-crazed man. His eyes were wide open in death, unseeing their own, as if he couldn't understand why his cousin hadn't even given him a chance to explain.
In truth, from the moment he learned of Ji Yanran's assault, Jing Jun had already harbored murderous intent. Leaving aside the fact that the woman assaulted was the woman he had longed for day and night, the woman he dared not touch; anyone who witnessed her wanton state was already guilty of a capital offense. He would absolutely not allow anyone to know of Ji Yanran's intention to cheat; anyone who knew would be killed on sight. Afterwards, he could simply fabricate a reason, saying that the murdered person was a spy sent by Lü Buwei. With his and Ji Yanran's endorsement, who would dare disbelieve or object?
Having dealt with the thief, Jing Jun immediately checked on Ji Yanran's condition. Her clothes disheveled, her hair in disarray, she seemed unaware that the thief was gone, her body still writhing repeatedly, her lips uttering incessant moans: "Ah...ah...no...stop...ah..." Her cries were utterly captivating.
Jing Jun suppressed his increasingly intense urges, gently patted Ji Yanran's face, and whispered, "Third Sister-in-law, wake up... the thief is gone, wake up..."
Under his calls, Ji Yanran gradually regained her senses. She glanced blankly at Jing Jun, then realized her clothes were half-undone. She cried out softly, quickly pulling up the clothes Jing Jun had draped over her, supporting her bare shoulders, and straightening up.
Jing Jun immediately stepped back to avoid suspicion, raising his hands in an innocent gesture, explaining, "It wasn't me, it was Jing Wei... Don't worry, I've taken care of him, no one else will know."
However, Ji Yanran ignored his words, staring blankly at Jing Wei's corpse, muttering to herself, "Why did this happen? Why did I become like this?"
Jing Jun excitedly held her shoulders, shaking her body, repeatedly calling out, "Third Sister-in-law, don't be like this, wake up, wake up!" Finally, he couldn't help but slap her hard. Surprisingly, it worked. Ji Yanran seemed to be jolted awake, her eyes regaining their light from the daze. She then hugged Jing Jun and burst into tears.
"Xiao Jun... Yanran is a bad woman... Yanran is sorry, Shaolong..." she sobbed sadly.
"What exactly happened?" Jing Jun asked gently, but his eyes fell on Ji Yanran's fair back, exposed by her clothes slipping down as she leaned forward. He couldn't help but swallow hard. He felt the beauty's dynamic breasts pressing against him, and his desire surged.
The distraught Ji Yanran naturally didn't know what Jing Jun was thinking. She just cried out, "Just now, Jing Wei barged in, and I... I couldn't push him away... What... what was I doing?"
"Ji Yanran is a slut... a slut! Waaah..."
"No! You're not! Yanran, you're not a slut!" The beauty's heartbroken cries slightly dampened Jing Jun's desire, and he comforted her.
"No... I... I haven't been able to sleep these past few nights... I just keep thinking about men... and I keep hearing a voice calling my name. When I hear that voice, I can't help myself. Tell me, am I a slut, a whore?"
"No... of course not!" Jing Jun, the instigator, naturally knew why Ji Yanran was acting this way, but he didn't know how to respond and could only stammer. It seemed that Ji Yanran was already unbearably lonely, and that night, Jing Jun's hypnosis had aroused a burning desire that she could no longer suppress. Later, although Jing Jun had a change of heart and tried to forcefully suppress the need with hypnosis, the stirred desire was like a raging torrent, uncontrollable. Suppression wasn't a solution; instead, it was triggered when her willpower was weakest, just before she fell asleep. So every night she had to masturbate to release her needs, and when she encountered a man who forced himself on her, her endless desire finally broke through her defenses, nearly plunging her into the abyss of lust.
For the past six months, the deep longing for her husband, the covetous eyes of countless enemies in the court, the surging desire, the hypnotic control, and the regret and self-reproach from almost losing her virginity had finally pushed this stunning beauty to the brink of collapse...
The beauty cried as if her heart was breaking, heartbroken to the extreme. While Jing Jun felt pain, most of his attention was focused on the alluring body before him. Because of her intense crying, the long, oversized men's robe draped over Ji Yanran slipped down gently, revealing her fair shoulders. Taking advantage of her inattention, Jing Jun pulled it down a little further, and half of her full, alluring breasts, unwilling to be left out, jumped out, swaying gently with Ji Yanran's movements. Her firm breasts lightly brushed against Jing Jun's chest, bringing a tingling, numb sensation.
Unbeknownst to Ji Yanran, Jing Jun's hands began to move, slowly descending from her shoulders. His left hand gently embraced her waist, while his right hand supported her armpit, lightly touching her breasts, feeling their firm, fullness. At the same time, Jing Jun subtly pulled her, her face streaked with tears, gently towards him, looking down at her beautiful face. Just as Ji Yanran realized that her soft, warm body was pressed against a young, strong man, and felt something was amiss, her long-awaited lips were suddenly sealed by his.
Ji Yanran instinctively tried to push him away, but the long-lost, intense masculine scent kept flooding into her mouth; even more overwhelming, the man forcefully tightened his grip on her waist, pressing their hot bodies together, constantly rubbing against her sensitive flesh. Her breasts, which had grown large and erect without her noticing, sent waves of intense stimulation through her, paralyzing her will to resist; her proud, pert buttocks were not idle either, being touched and rubbed by a pair of large hands; the hard, rod-like object coming from her private parts constantly reminded her that the man in front of her was a strong, mature man, the man she needed most.
Losing her reason, Ji Yanran succumbed to Jing Jun's skillful tongue attack, and before her mouth had even slightly opened, something wet and soft had already entered. Ji Yanran tried to close her teeth in a desperate struggle, but when his tongue lightly brushed against the tender flesh between her teeth and lips, it brought an unprecedented ticklish sensation. Her teeth loosened, and she could no longer hold him back, allowing their tongues to break through the barriers and intertwine.
It was an intense, long kiss, almost like a hand-to-hand fight. Ji Yanran tried to drive him away with her teeth and tongue, but she only sank deeper and deeper. Eventually, she couldn't tell whether she was rejecting or passionately accepting. Finally, their lips were locked in a tight kiss, as if they wanted to swallow each other whole. Only when they were both nearly suffocating did Jing Jun finally let go.
At this moment, Ji Yanran's face still bore traces of regretful tears, but her flushed face and disordered breathing gave her a feeling of wanting to resist while welcoming. Her high breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, creating waves of milk, making her incredibly alluring.
Faced with such an alluring beauty, Jing Jun wasted no time. Before Ji Yanran could recover, he lowered his head and kissed her again. This time, however, he was much gentler, lightly kissing her rosy lips like a dragonfly skimming the water, occasionally tracing the fine lines of her lips with the tip of his tongue, subtly biting, sucking, and licking them—a myriad of variations, seemingly there yet not quite, showcasing a different kind of seductive style.
However, Ji Yanran, burning with desire like a wolf, didn't need gentleness, but rather the same stormy, aggressive advances as before. The huge difference in sensation made her feel even more uncomfortable. Unsatisfied, when Jing Jun lightly brushed her lips again, she actually extended her own lips, capturing the man's hateful mouth. Knowing that the beauty had been consumed by desire, Jing Jun stopped teasing her and gave her another deep, long kiss. At the same time, his hands slid inside her now completely unclothing clothes, teasing her alluring body with varying degrees of pressure.
Under Jing Jun's expertly seductive techniques, Ji Yanran's desires were fully awakened. She gradually abandoned moral constraints and restraint, slowly forgetting her married status, and completely immersed herself in the decadent sensations of sexual intercourse, becoming utterly unrestrained. When Jing Jun removed the last piece of cloth covering her, revealing her perfectly proportioned body—fair skin with a hint of pink, slender yet voluptuous—she was now merely a thirsty woman intoxicated by desire, a beast driven by instinct, no longer the composed and beautiful Lady Xiang.
With Ji Yanran's beauty, no amount of praise would be enough, but to continue admiring her at this moment would be both a waste and a desecration of a beautiful wife. Therefore, Jing Jun didn't even bother with the bed, pressing the beauty down onto the cold, hard wooden table and beginning his act. When their bodies joined, they both let out a cry.
Ji Yanran's moans were those of satisfaction after a long period of abstinence; Jing Jun's were shouts of joy at his dream coming true.
Ji Yanran bent over, her upper body pressed against the table, her full breasts flattened, while behind her, Jing Jun thrust repeatedly, seemingly in a frenzy. Her pleasurable moans mingled with Jing Jun's heavy breathing and intermittent shouts, creating a strange, sensual melody.
"Drink...uh...ah...so tight...so wet...woo..."
"Ah...harder...harder...it's here...ha...don't stop..."
The beautiful sister-in-law and the wanton brother-in-law were passionately copulating in the house. Completely absorbed in the pleasure of their union, they only remembered finding joy in each other, oblivious to the distorted face and wide-open eyes of the corpse in the room. A
bloody, depraved night began.

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