The Unofficial History of Jin Ping Mei (1-15) Author: Unknown

Word count: 44088 (1-15)

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Prologue: Pan Jinlian Teases Wu Dalang

Since Pan Jinlian's affair with Ximen Qing, she has grown increasingly disgusted with Wu Dalang. One noon, lying alone in bed, she pondered how to humiliate Wu Dalang, this ugly, short man. Finally, she devised a plan, a smug look on her face.

In the evening, Wu Dalang returned carrying his basket of sesame cakes, angrily calling out, "Wife, I'm back! All the sesame cakes are sold out today!" Pan Jinlian had already prepared dinner. "Alright, let's eat!"
Pan Jinlian replied coldly.

"Wife, after dinner, let's rest early?"

"Why go to bed so early! I still want to do some needlework," Pan Jinlian said deliberately.

"Please, wife, it's been so long since we've shared a room," Wu Dalang said, his voice trembling with tears.

"Okay, but you have to listen to me. Whatever I tell you to do, you have to do it."

"Yes, yes, I'll obey my wife's orders, heh! heh!"

Wu Dalang was smug.

In the attic, Pan Jinlian lay half-reclined on the bed, her hand supporting her chin. Her naked body was draped in a thin, gossamer-like garment. Her beautiful face was like a lotus emerging from the water. One full, alluring jade leg was crossed over the other, and inside her bright red embroidered shoes were her snow-white, jade-like, slender feet, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Wu Dalang, naked, knelt and prostrated himself before Pan Jinlian's feet, his eyes pleading.

"Now, I am not your wife, but your mistress, and you are just a servant. You must obey my orders, do you understand?" "Yes, wife, ah no! mistress,"

Wu Dalang answered humbly.

"Now, lick my feet. Lick them carefully. It's your blessing to be able to lick my feet,"
Pan Jinlian said coldly.

Wu Dalang slowly removed Pan Jinlian's embroidered shoes, revealing her snow-white and alluring feet. He then stuck out his tongue and began licking her toes, sucking and licking each one. This was his first act as a slave, the very beginning of his slave life.

"Hey! Servant, lick the soles and insteps too! Ah! So comfortable!"

Pan Jinlian commanded with apparent enjoyment. "Yes, mistress,"

Wu Dalang replied while licking.

Pan Jinlian sat up on the edge of the bed and said, "Alright, lie down on the floor."

Wu Dalang obeyed and lay down, wondering what his wife would do next. He only knew that tonight was going to be tough! Pan Jinlian sat on the edge of the bed, sticking out one foot and using her big toe to tease Wu Da's lips, saying, "Want me to step on your face?"

"Yes, yes,"

Wu Da pleaded. "Yes! Beg me! If I'm happy, I'll grant your wish, beg me!"

Pan Jinlian said with a smile, "Please, please step on my face!" Wu Da pleaded in a muffled voice. "I didn't hear you, louder,"

Pan Jinlian said deliberately, "Please, please, please let me step on my face with your noble foot." "That's more like it, lie down." Pan Jinlian stood up, put her hands on her hips, and placed one of her jade-like feet on Wu Da's face. "How does it feel!
Exciting! More comfortable than sex? Tell me,"

Pan Jinlian asked seriously. "Yes, yes, comfortable,"

Wu Da answered under her foot.

Pan Jinlian's bare foot moved across Wu Da's face, stepping on his mouth, face, eyes, and nose, then she switched to her other foot and continued stepping on Wu Da's face.

Pan Jinlian ordered Wu Dalang to bring her a basin of water to wash her feet. Holding an embroidered shoe, she sat on the edge of the bed and dipped her feet into the water. Wu Dalang carefully scrubbed them. After washing, Jinlian commanded, "Drink my foot-washing water!"

Wu Dalang didn't move. "Slap!" Pan Jinlian slapped Wu Dalang hard across the face with the embroidered shoe. "Drink! Drink it now!" Jinlian's eyebrows shot up, her aura intimidating.

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it, I'll drink it!" Wu Dalang, already subdued by Pan Jinlian's force, drank almost half the basin of water. Pan Jinlian looked at him with satisfaction and asked, "Did it taste good? You liked it, didn't you? There will be more every day from now on, hehe..." Jinlian let out a series of coquettish laughs.

Pan Jinlian made Wu Dalang lie face down on the ground. After Wu Dalang was in position, she took off her thin shawl, revealing her naked body. She straddled Wu Dalang's back with her bare buttocks, pressing against him. Then she straddled his head, twisting back and forth, letting out pleasurable moans. Wu Dalang felt that Pan Jinlian's buttocks were very soft, and her genitals were becoming wet. She was aroused by her own sadistic behavior and couldn't extricate herself.

"Now kneel down,"

Pan Jinlian stood up and commanded. She found a rope, tied one end to Wu Dalang's neck, and held the other end in her hand. Then she spread her legs and straddled his back. She rode on Wu Dalang's back like a young pony, bending her legs as far back as possible to put her weight on Wu Dalang. "Giddy up, giddy up, crawl faster! I'm going to ride you like a horse, bark like a dog!"

Wu Dalang carried Jinlian and crawled around the room. "Woof woof, woof woof!"

Wu Dalang barked breathlessly!

"Jinlian! Jinlian!" A woman's voice came from downstairs!

"Is that Wang Ganniang?" Pan Jinlian, riding on Wu Dalang's back, asked downstairs!

(I) Yun Ge

Pan Jinlian's affair with Ximen Qing was finally exposed, and everyone in the streets and alleys knew about it. Although many people knew about it, they did not know the specific details. Little Yun Ge carried a broken basket with a few pounds of pears and sold them along the street all day long. He came into contact with many people, so it was very easy for him to get the news. One day, when a few people who knew the ins and outs gathered together to discuss the matter, he pretended to sell pears and stood aside to eavesdrop. Little Yun Ge was clever and quick-witted and did not forget what he heard. After he learned the cause and effect of the matter, whenever someone on the street mentioned or asked about it, he would step forward to interrupt or tell others what happened.

When he passed by Wang Po's teahouse while selling pears, he saw two people drinking tea and talking about the same thing. He immediately went over and started arguing with them, his eyes constantly glancing at Wang Po. This infuriated Old Wang Po, who was selling tea nearby. On the surface, she remained calm and continued with her business, but in her heart, she cursed viciously: "You little bastard, instead of selling your lousy pears, you come here and talk nonsense! You'll see! I'll tell Jinlian, and I'll find a way to teach you a lesson!"

At dusk, Wang Po came to see Pan Jinlian. At this time, Wu Dalang had not yet returned from selling pancakes. Wang Po told her about what had happened during the day, which made Jinlian's beautiful face turn pale with hatred. She gritted her teeth and began to discuss
how to teach Yun Ge a lesson...

The next morning, the streets were deserted. Little Yun Ge, carrying his pear basket, came to Wang Po's teahouse again, a route he took every day.

"Brother Yun," Granny Wang called out, coming out of the house.

"What is it, Granny Wang?" Granny Wang didn't care at all that Brother Yun addressed her like that today; normally she would have already started cursing.

"You don't earn much money selling pears all day, and your godmother sees you as quite pitiful. I made you a new dress; come with me and try it on," Granny Wang said, putting on a benevolent smile.

"Is that appropriate?" Little Yun asked somewhat embarrassedly.

"Well, what's appropriate or inappropriate? We're all neighbors. Come upstairs with me."

"Okay!" Yun, innocent and delighted, readily believed Wang Po's words. After all, he was still just a twelve-year-old child and couldn't resist being deceived.

Little Yun followed Wang Po to the door of the inner room upstairs. "Yun, the clothes are on the table inside. Go in and get them!" Wang Po still smiled kindly. Just as Yun was about to push the door open, Wang Po, who was behind him, kicked him in the back. Yun was kicked so hard that he crashed through the door and fell face-first onto the floor. The pear basket in his hand flew far away, scattering pears all over the floor.

Before he could react, Pan Jinlian, who was hiding behind the door, quickly stepped forward and placed her delicate foot, clad in a bright red embroidered shoe, on Xiao Yunge's head. Wang Po took the rope that Jinlian handed her and straddled Yunge's back, binding his hands tightly.

"What are you doing? Help!" Xiao Yunge screamed in terror.

Jinlian stomped harder on Yunge's head, pressing his mouth tightly to the ground, and his screams gradually subsided. "Godmother, you can go about your business. I can handle this by myself," Pan Jinlian said to Wang Po, looking at Xiao Yunge struggling under her foot. Yunge recognized the voice as belonging to Pan Jinlian.
"Alright, Jinlian! You'd better watch out, this little rascal is quite a handful!" Granny Wang warned Jinlian.

"Don't worry, I love dealing with these little rascals," Jinlian said with a coquettish laugh. Granny Wang kicked the little Yunge lying on the ground, then closed the door with a laugh and went downstairs to attend to her business. Or rather, she went to keep watch.

Pan Jinlian put her hands on her slender waist. "You little brat, do you know why I'm stepping on you?" Jinlian asked fiercely, her eyebrows furrowed, as she stomped on Yunge's head with her beautiful feet. Her expression was like that of a seductive female demon from a myth.

"Let me go, let me go! You bunch of scoundrels, why are you tying me up! Humph! If you have the guts
, let me go!" Under Jinlian's beautiful feet, Yunge struggled and twisted his weak body, making a weak but forceful sound. "Oh dear! This little brat is quite hard," Pan Jinlian lifted the embroidered shoe that was stepping on Yunge's head, lifted her skirt, and quickly straddled Yunge's back with her fragrant buttocks. She used one slender jade hand to hold his neck down, while the other hand slapped Yunge's tender face left and right. After she hurt her hand, she took off the embroidered shoe and continued to slap Yunge's head with her jade hand. Excited panting came from Jinlian's pearly lips. Her slightly exposed, high breasts rose and fell with her panting, like waves chasing each other in the sea. She felt that this was another kind of pleasure—the pleasure of sadism! Yun Ge cried out in pain as he was beaten, tears streaming down his face and onto the ground.

"Spare me! Aunt Wu, Aunt Wu," little Yun Ge, no longer as strong as before, choked out, begging Jinlian, who was riding on his back

, for mercy. "Oh! Begging for mercy, huh? Weren't you quite tough, kid?" Pan Jinlian deliberately drew out her delicate voice as she spoke to Yun Ge beneath her. She stood up from Yun Ge's back and used her slender feet to flip him over, pinning his bound hands beneath her. She placed her foot on his chest. "What did you say about me in the street? Learn it from me!" Jinlian's tone seemed much gentler. She crossed her pink arms in front of her chest and looked down at Yun Ge beneath her jade-like feet. Yun Ge secretly thought: Oh no! They captured me for this. Who told them? I'd better beg Pan Jinlian to release me as soon as possible!

"Aunt Wu, I—",

"Zong, what Aunt Wu, Aunt Wu, call me Grandma Pan!" Jinlian interrupted Xiao Yunge, moving her foot from Yunge's chest towards his face.

"Grandma Pan, Grandma Pan, I'll never talk nonsense again, please let me go!" Xiao Yunge pleaded again with Jinlian, who was pressing her foot on his face.

"Let you go? Not so easy. Your grandma will make you remember this once and for all, what you should and shouldn't say in public," Pan Jinlian said, removing her beautiful foot from Yunge's face. She bent her jade-like body, stretched out her slender white fingers, grabbed his collar, and pulled the thin, frail Xiao Yunge up from the ground. Then, she sat on a stool next to the table, crossed her legs, and looked at Xiao Yunge, who was standing in front of her with his hands tied behind his back, with an aggressive gaze. "Kneel down," Jinlian gave Yunge her first command.

"Grandma Pan, please let me go—" Before little Yun Ge could finish speaking, "Slap!" A crisp, pleasant slap landed on his face. "Say it again, kneel down," Jin Lian shouted again, her eyebrows raised and her almond eyes wide. Yun Ge obediently knelt on the ground. Jin Lian took off one of her embroidered shoes and threw it more than ten feet away.
"Walk on your knees, like a dog, and fetch my embroidered shoe back with your mouth," Jin Lian said coldly to little Yun Ge kneeling before her. She was going to treat Yun Ge like an animal. Little Yun Ge didn't move; he felt this was an insult to his humanity. Jin Lian raised her bare leg and slapped Yun Ge's face hard with her bare foot. Yun Ge felt his face burning. He dared not disobey again, so he crawled to the embroidered shoe, bent down, bit the shoe upper with his mouth, and carried it to Pan Jin Lian.

"Put it on the ground," Jinlian said with a smile. Little Yunge bent down and placed the embroidered shoe in front of Jinlian's feet with his mouth. Jinlian then took off the embroidered shoe from her other foot and threw it away...

Little Yunge knelt down in front of Jinlian again, lowered his head, his little hands still tied behind his back. Pan Jinlian hooked Yunge's chin with her toes, "Take off Grandma's socks too!" Her cold tone contained arrogance. Little Yunge already knew how to take off Pan Jinlian's white cloth socks. He used his teeth to bite a corner of the sock and slowly pulled it down. As Little Yunge used his mouth to take off Pan Jinlian's socks, he smelled a faint, intoxicating fragrance emanating from Jinlian's white cloth socks.

Two smooth and delicate feet were revealed before Xiao Yunge. Jinlian's two beautiful feet were slender yet graceful, fair yet delicate, with ten slender toes like budding crabapple blossoms, captivating and breathtaking.

"You little beast, come and lick Grandma's toes, lick the whole foot!" Jinlian put one pink leg on Xiao Yunge's shoulder and stretched the other foot in front of his mouth. Yunge had no choice but to open his mouth and put Jinlian's big toe in his mouth, sucking on it like a baby nursing. Under Jinlian's tutelage, his tongue moved between Jinlian's toes, then took each of the five toes into his mouth and licked them one by one. His tongue slid over the soles and insteps, and then licked the five crystal-clear toenails.

"I really wish your father would lick my feet too, hehe, hehe," the insulting words rang in Yun Ge's ears again.

Jinlian put down her delicate feet, stood up, and walked towards the pears that Yun Ge had scattered on the ground. She stepped on one of the pears that Yun Ge hadn't licked, and stomped on it several times. The pear was crushed to pieces, and pear juice splattered everywhere. "Pah!" Pan Jinlian spat a mouthful of fragrant phlegm onto the rotten pear. "Come here, eat it," Jinlian sternly commanded Xiao Yunge, who was kneeling on the ground. Xiao Yunge turned his face away, clenched his teeth, and tears of humiliation flowed again. He knelt there motionless, which angered Jinlian. She quickly walked over, picked up the embroidered shoe from the ground, pressed Yunge's head down, straddled his back, raised the embroidered shoe, and began to whip his buttocks. Because he had no arms to support Jinlian's weight, Xiao Yunge was pressed to the ground. Jinlian stood up, pulled over a stool and placed it under Xiao Yunge's head, then straddled him again, shifting her weight between Yunge's knees and head. Jinlian continued to mercilessly slap Yunge's cheeks, which were pressed against the stool, with the sole of her shoe. In no time, Xiao Yunge's face was swollen from the slapping. When Jinlian raised the embroidered shoe again, she felt extremely satisfied.

Little Yun Ge finally broke down mentally. How could his young mind and body withstand the abuse he suffered at the hands of an adult woman!

He ate the rotten pear stained with Pan Jinlian's phlegm, and then licked the pear juice off her feet!

Jinlian took out a chamber pot from under the bed. "Open your mouth and drink it!" Jinlian commanded Yun Ge. This chamber pot contained the urine that Wang Po and Jinlian had urinated together the previous night, which they had specially left for Yun Ge. Jinlian held the spout to Yun Ge's open mouth and poured the urine in. As Yun Ge drank the foul-smelling urine, his disgust was indescribable. He only knew how to obey, obey, and obey again; he had no other choice.

Pan Jinlian untied the ropes binding Yun Ge and said to the subdued boy, "I'm letting you go now, but if you talk nonsense outside again, I'll catch you and stomp you to death! Got it?" "
Yes, yes!" Yun Ge answered meekly.

"Get out!"

"Hey!"

Little Yunge picked up the broken basket from the ground, covered his swollen face, and ran downstairs without looking back.
(II) Pan Jinlian's Torture and Murder of Wu Dalang

Pan Jinlian's affair with Ximen Qing was exposed and eventually became the talk of the town. Although Pan Jinlian didn't care about the cowardly Wu Dalang, she was worried that Wu Song would complain when he returned. Therefore, the ruthless Pan Jinlian decided to strike first and kill Wu Dalang before Wu Song returned.
Ximen Qing gave Pan Jinlian a dose of poison, but Pan Jinlian thought it was better to do it secretly, preferably without being detected by an autopsy. So she came up with a vicious idea.

With the sound of a door closing, Pan Jinlian knew that Wu Dalang had returned from outside. She immediately poured a packet of aphrodisiacs that she had hidden into the wine pot and shook it twice.

Wu Dalang was indeed a spineless man. Although he knew Pan Jinlian had another man outside, and he had thought about leaving her countless times, he could never bring himself to do it when he thought of her alluring appearance.
Today, he overheard those gossips again, which filled him with pent-up anger. He couldn't bear it any longer, so he returned home early.

Wu Dalang put down his carrying pole and went upstairs with a sullen face.

When Pan Jinlian saw Wu Dalang enter the room, she immediately put down her needlework and smiled sweetly, "Dalang is back!"

Pan Jinlian's naked body was draped in a thin, gossamer-like gauze dress, revealing her voluptuous figure. Her beautiful face displayed a captivating smile. Undoubtedly, Pan Jinlian was very charming and beautiful. Despite living with Pan Jinlian every day, Wu Dalang was quickly captivated by her.

Seeing the infatuated look in Wu Da's eyes, a cold glint flashed in Pan Jinlian's eyes, then she smiled sweetly and said, "It's good that you're back early. Get some rest today. It's been a long time since we've had
a proper heart-to-heart talk. I just warmed up a pot of wine for you, Da Lang. It's cold outside, why don't you drink some wine to warm yourself up?" Wu Da snapped out of his reverie, thinking of the rumors circulating outside, and how he had been badly beaten by Ximen Qing for this woman—and how she was even more vicious than Ximen Qing, kicking him hard in the groin. The thought sent chills down his spine. Wu Da, his face stern, gave a cold snort and sat down on the bed.

Seeing Wu Da's reaction, Pan Jinlian sat down beside him, her back to him. Suddenly, she lowered her head and began to sob softly.

Pan Jinlian's beauty was undoubtedly exceptional, and Wu Da cherished her like a precious jewel after marrying her. He treated her with utmost care, afraid she might get cold in his hands or melt in his mouth, sparing her from any harm. Although Pan Jinlian deeply saddened him, seeing her like this softened his heart, and he felt a pang of heartache.

Wu Da suppressed the urge to comfort her, sighed, and said helplessly, "Didn't you like that Xi Benqing? Didn't you want to be with him? You even said you wanted to kick me to death, so why are you crying here now?"
Pan Jinlian wiped away her tears and whispered, "I knew it, I knew you wouldn't forgive me. I know I was wrong, and you probably think I'm in your way. I'll leave in a bit, and never... never again will I appear before you."

Seeing Pan Jinlian choke out these words and make a move to get up, Wu Da, fearing she would really leave, quickly pulled her into his arms. Pan Jinlian pretended to struggle a couple of times, saying, "Don't you hate me? Then I'll leave."

"No!" Wu Da hugged Pan Jinlian tightly and said loudly, "I don't hate you, really, I've never hated you. I only hate that I'm not as good as Ximen Qing. Please don't leave me, okay?"

Pan Jinlian shook her head, still struggling, saying, "I don't believe it. I don't believe you'll treat me as well as before, and listen to everything I say."

"I'm telling the truth. As long as you don't associate with Ximen Qing anymore and don't abandon me, I'll listen to everything you say. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do."

A glint flashed in Pan Jinlian's eyes, and she asked calmly, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes." Wu Da nodded hurriedly.

"Alright then." Pan Jinlian took the wine pot, which she had already laced with aphrodisiac, gave Wu Dalang a coquettish glare, and said in a sweet voice, "Then you'll drink this wine, and I'll consider it your forgiveness."

"This..." Seeing Wu Dalang's hesitant expression, Pan Jinlian couldn't help but snort coldly. Just as she was about to stand up, Wu Dalang hurriedly took the wine, tilted his head back, and took a swig.

"Ugh, how can this wine taste so bad? It tastes so strange!" Wu Dalang only felt a bitter and sour taste, and couldn't help but frown.

"Is it bad?" Pan Jinlian knew, of course, that the wine tasted off because she had added a large amount of aphrodisiac. However, seeing that Wu Dalang had only taken a sip, Pan Jinlian was afraid the dosage wasn't enough. She immediately picked up the wine pot, looked at Wu Dalang with alluring eyes, and said in a coquettish voice, "I don't care! You have to drink it even more if it tastes bad, that's how you show your sincerity!"

"This..." Wu Dalang's face showed difficulty. He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "The place where you kicked me that day... I... I went to see a doctor. The doctor prescribed me some herbal medicine and told me that I must abstain from alcohol for a month, otherwise, otherwise I might not be able to use this thing for the rest of my life."

How could Pan Jinlian know all this? If she had known, she wouldn't have put the aphrodisiac in the wine. But now, she felt disgusted every day she saw this short man, so she immediately decided to end his life today. Of course, before he died, she was determined to take advantage of his infatuation with her and play with him properly.

Pan Jinlian's slender, graceful body suddenly and slowly moved onto Wu Dalang's lap. Her jade-like hands gently caressed Wu Dalang's chest, and she let out alluring moans. Wu Dalang was gradually aroused by Pan Jinlian, and just as he was about to embrace the beauty before him, Pan Jinlian suddenly pressed her hand against his chest, then picked up the wine jug, took a sip of wine, and brought it to Wu Dalang's lips.
Pan Jinlian's soft, sensual body, her charming and captivating eyes, and her alluring lips had already made Wu Dalang lose his senses. He obediently opened his mouth, and Pan Jinlian gave him a deep kiss, spitting her saliva and the wine from her mouth into his mouth, which Wu Dalang swallowed in one gulp.

Pan Jinlian giggled and said, "Want some more?"

Wu Dalang, already bewitched by Pan Jinlian, had lost his senses and forgotten the doctor's instructions. He was only savoring the alluring sensation of Pan Jinlian's lips and smooth tongue. Seeing Wu Dalang nod, his face flushed, Pan Jinlian smiled smugly and used the same trick again, spitting another mouthful of wine into Wu Dalang's mouth. This time, her lips didn't separate from Wu Dalang's quickly; the two kissed passionately. Pan Jinlian's arms were wrapped around Wu Dalang's neck, her full breasts rubbing against his body. Finally, with Pan Jinlian's teasing and the effects of the drug taking hold, Wu Dalang's face turned even redder, and his breathing became more rapid. Pan Jinlian knew her time had come. Just as Wu Dalang tried to turn around and press down on her, Pan Jinlian suddenly dodged, leaving Wu Dalang with empty air. At the same time, she raised her left foot and placed it on Wu Dalang's head, gently stroking his hair with her sole. Her movements were so gentle, her sole so soft. She lifted my chin with her toes and began to caress my face. Wu Dalang was completely captivated by this intoxicating and deadly teasing.
"Do you want it?" Pan Jinlian's voice seemed to come from afar.

"I want...I want it." Wu Dalang panted heavily, grabbing Pan Jinlian's foot to kiss it.
"Wait a minute." Pan Jinlian gently brushed her alluring hair, her lips slightly upturned, her beautiful eyes looking at Wu Dalang with seductive and provocative eyes, and said softly, "I didn't ask you to kiss me, and you dare to kiss me? Do you want to make me angry?"

Wu Dalang's lower body and his inner desires were already swelling uncontrollably, but Pan Jinlian's sexy and enchanting appearance had already completely conquered his heart. He would rather die than see Pan Jinlian unhappy. What a terrible sin it would be to make such a beautiful woman unhappy! Wu Dalang suppressed his desires, his trembling hands slowly releasing Pan Jinlian's alluring jade feet. Although his genitals swelled even more, and his eyes remained fixed on those captivating feet, he couldn't displease Pan Jinlian. A bad mood from her was worse than death. Pan Jinlian smiled triumphantly. She knew she had completely controlled this short man. Wu Dalang seemed even smaller in her eyes now, because she could crush him under her feet at any moment, crushing him to death with her alluring, sexy feet. He wouldn't even resist. However, Pan Jinlian knew it wasn't time for him to die. Before he died, she wanted to play with him properly. Otherwise, where would she find such a willing slut who would be played with so readily?

(III)

On this day, Ximen Qing, wearing a large floral crane cloak and waving a folding paper fan, went to Wang Po's teahouse to secretly meet with Pan Jinlian. Soon, Pan Jinlian arrived as promised. Today, Pan Jinlian was dressed in an exceptionally charming and alluring manner. Her hair was adorned with pearls and jade, and her hair was adorned with two phoenix hairpins. Her fair and delicate face was lightly rouged like a peach blossom. Under her slender, curved eyebrows, her almond eyes were full of affection, and her bright red cherry lips seemed to whisper sweet nothings to you. She wore a white lotus-silk fairy dress with a blue gauze over it. Her soft breasts swayed like raindrops falling into a peony flower. She wore a purple silk skirt with green patterns. Her slender waist exuded the richness of spring. Her delicate body was slightly reclining, and bees and butterflies danced around her. Her lotus steps were light and graceful, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

Upon seeing Pan Jinlian enter the room, Ximen Qing hurriedly stood up and embraced her delicate body. "My darling, I've missed you so much!" he said, his tongue brushing against her slender, white neck. Jinlian gently pushed him away. "Hmph! It's not you who misses me, sir. If you did, why haven't you come to see me these past few days?" she said sweetly, sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to Ximen Qing.

"Oh! My dear wife, what are you saying? I went to the county to order some medicinal herbs these past few days, so I haven't been able to see you. Heh! Heh! You must have missed me," Ximen Qing asked with a smile, sitting beside her and gently turning her shoulder.

"I didn't miss you at all!" Jinlian said, but her neck was already nestled in Ximen Qing's embrace. Pan Jinlian was usually arrogant and domineering towards Wu Dalang at home, but she was tender and affectionate towards Ximen Qing.

As the two were talking, Granny Wang pushed open the door and came in carrying a food box. She opened the box and took out a pot of liquor, two wine cups, four dishes, and two pairs of chopsticks, which Ximen Qing had asked Granny Wang to buy.

"Granny Wang, why don't you have a drink or two?" Ximen Qing said politely to Granny Wang.

"No, no! I have to go about my business, so I won't keep you company. You and Jinlian enjoy your meal!" Granny Wang said with a smile, picked up the empty food box, closed the door, and went downstairs.

After drinking a few cups of wine, the two embraced and fell onto the bed, preparing for their tryst. Ximen Qing opened Jinlian's bodice, revealing a pair of full, white breasts. He opened his mouth and sucked on one nipple, licking and gently biting it, while pressing and kneading the other, teasing Jinlian until she gasped for breath. He then ran his hand down her abdomen to her thighs. Jinlian raised her jade wrist and pushed Ximen Qing away, saying, "My lord, do you want to become my mistress for a fleeting moment, or my wife for life?"

"Of course, my wife for life. Why do you ask this today, my little darling? Have I been away for a few days and you've become too aroused?" Ximen Qing lewdly chuckled and gently pinched Jinlian's nipple, teasingly saying,

"Since my lord is sincere, he should marry me sooner rather than later, lest the rumors continue to spread."
Jinlian then recounted to Ximen Qing how Xiao Yunge had been gossiping outside, which Wang Po had overheard, and how she had disciplined Yunge in this room. After listening, Ximen Qing clapped his hands in admiration!

"That's nothing, the best is yet to come!" Jinlian then recounted how she had humiliated Wu Dalang at home. Unexpectedly, Ximen Qing's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Wife, let me try too!" Ximen Qing seemed to be pleading with Jinlian. For playboys like Ximen Qing and Hua Zixu, the more exciting and novel the thing, the more it piqued their interest, especially in this male-dominated feudal society. Conversely, wouldn't it be the greatest pleasure to be ruled and humiliated by a beautiful woman? As the saying goes, "I'd rather die under the flowers, even as a ghost, I'll be romantic!"

"How dare I! My lord is so noble," Jinlian said with a coquettish laugh.

"I'm sincere, my lady, if you don't believe me!" Ximen Qing knelt on the bed and kowtowed to Jinlian, making her giggle incessantly. "I'm just afraid that in the end, my lord might lose his temper and become enraged. What will I do then?"
"Don't worry, my lady, if I regret it, may I be torn apart by five horses and die a horrible death."

"Alright then! Let me demonstrate for my lord first." Jinlian made Ximen Qing get off the bed and sit on a stool. She took off her clothes on the bed, revealing her snow-white body. Jinlian spread her two pink legs and straddled the high-rising quilt, one jade hand on her hip. She swayed her fragrant buttocks back and forth on the quilt, as if she were riding a person, no! It should be called a centaur! A pair of white, firm breasts swayed, like two ripe peaches hanging on her chest. Jinlian turned to Ximen Qing, her almond-shaped eyes slightly open, and slowly licked her pearly lips with the tip of her tongue. Ximen Qing, sitting below, was aroused by her seductive manner and couldn't resist his lust. He pounced on the bed in one swift motion. Jinlian quickly stood up and dodged Ximen Qing. Ximen Qing happened to be lying on the quilt that Pan Jinlian had ridden on. Just as he was about to get up, Jinlian had already straddled his back with her fair and alluring buttocks. "You dog slave, you've come to my door yourself. Well, then I'll ride you for a while and let you enjoy yourself," Jinlian's tone turned contemptuous and cold.
"My lady—"

"What are you calling me? You should call me Princess Jinlian, understand?" Jinlian slapped Ximen Qing on the back of the head and said. "Ah, right! Princess Jinlian! This servant greets you." Ximen Qing, who was being ridden by Jinlian, replied with a smile.

"You glib tongue, take off your clothes and kneel down on the ground." Jinlian stood up and ordered in a coquettish voice.

Ximen Qing, naked, knelt before Pan Jinlian. Thick pubic hair stretched upwards from his abdomen, like a green dragon soaring across his body. His large, erect penis, hard and erect, resembled a red-headed marshal leading ten thousand soldiers, ready for a life-or-death battle. Alas! It's a pity that such a majestic marshal only had one eye! What a pity for him!

"Crawl over here, crawl between my legs!" Jinlian, naked and slightly angry, stood two meters away, commanding. Ximen Qing crawled over like a dog, crawling under Jinlian's alluring buttocks.
"Crawl back again!" Jinlian still placed her slender hands on her waist, ordering him. Ximen Qing obediently crawled back. A smug smile appeared on Jinlian's face. How could she not be happy to have the handsome, dashing, and debonair Ximen Qing enslaved within her grasp!

"Not bad! You're quite the servile one. Now, beg me to ride you like a horse! You must be sincere!" Jinlian said in a serious yet coquettish voice, sitting on the stool. Her voice was so beautiful, like a clear mountain stream flowing gently, making Ximen Qing feel weak all over.

"This servant begs the princess to ride on my back and treat me like a horse!" Ximen Qing pleaded confidently.
"What backside? No! Let's try again," Jinlian said in a dissatisfied, coquettish tone.

"This lowly servant begs the princess's fragrant buttocks to ride on this servant's back," Ximen Qing said, looking at Jinlian as if asking if this was the right way to say it.

"Alright, lie down properly!"

Jinlian stood up, picked up one of her embroidered shoes from the ground, and placed her delicate foot on Ximen Qing's kneeling back, pressing down hard. "How many laps can this servant carry his mistress? Looks like you're quite strong!"
After saying that, she spread her pink legs and firmly straddled Ximen Qing's bare back with her smooth, white buttocks. After Jinlian was on top, Ximen Qing deliberately bounced his body up and down, and Jinlian bounced with his body as if she were really riding a galloping horse. "Alright, alright, hurry up and crawl!" Jinlian giggled and commanded from his back. Ximen Qing also chuckled and began to carry Pan Jinlian forward on his back.
"Oh dear! I feel like I'm riding a pig!" Jinlian said with a deliberately mocking laugh as she rode on Ximen Qing's back.
"No, Princess, it's a dog!"

"A dog! If you're a dog, hurry up and bark!" Jinlian grabbed Ximen Qing's hair with one hand and swung her embroidered shoe at his bottom with the other, panting excitedly.

"Woof! Woof woof!" Ximen Qing crawled along, barking like a dog.

Jinlian made Ximen Qing lie flat on the ground, then straddled his back again, wiggling back and forth—Jinlian's favorite move. She raised her embroidered shoe and struck Ximen Qing's bottom hard, turning it purplish-red. He suddenly discovered a kind of pleasure amidst the pain! This pleasure was something he hadn't experienced when having sex with a woman. He happily enjoyed it, ah! ah! Jinlian moaned excitedly as she gently rubbed her vulva against his smooth back, both lost in the pleasure of sadomasochism.

Jinlian straddled Ximen Qing's face, her honey-scented vulva pressed tightly against his lips. He plunged his tongue into the crevice of her vulva, greedily sucking the sweet nectar flowing from it. Jinlian made Ximen

Qing kneel on the ground. She moved lightly to the table and poured a cup of wine: "After drinking this, you must express your gratitude to your master!" With that, she spat into the wine, then handed the cup to Ximen Qing. He respectfully accepted it with both hands, looking at the saliva floating in the wine, then at Jinlian, as if to say: "Are you really going to make me drink this?" Jinlian understood his meaning: "Drink it quickly!" With a sweet shout, Ximen Qing picked up the cup and drank it down in one gulp. "Ah! That's right! Others can't even get a drink!" Jinlian said with satisfaction, "Thank you for the wine, Princess." Ximen Qing knelt on the ground, bowing and scraping to Jinlian.

"Is it good?"

"Delicious, delicious!"

"Delicious! Let me give you some more." As Jinlian spoke, she raised her jade wrist, picked up the wine pot, and poured wine onto her beautiful feet. Then, with her feet wet with liquor, she walked to the bedside and sat down, leaving several wet footprints on the floor.
"You dog servant, lick the footprints clean," Jinlian commanded proudly in a coquettish voice.

Ximen Qing knelt down with unusual excitement, bringing his mouth close to Jinlian's footprints and licking them with his tongue. When Ximen Qing finished licking the last footprint, he had already crawled to Jinlian's feet.

"Very good!" Jinlian smiled happily.

She stood up, picked up her embroidered shoes, went to the center of the room, spread her pink legs, and aimed the top of the embroidered shoes at her genitals. A stream of golden spring water gushed out from her urethra.

"Crawl over here, you servant, come and drink the urine I'm rewarding you with!" Jinlian's voice was cold yet delicate.
"Yes, sir!" Ximen Qing crawled to Jinlian's side, carefully taking the embroidered shoe as if afraid of spilling a single drop of urine. He brought the shoe to his mouth, savoring the fresh urine of a beautiful woman inside. Ximen Qing's mouth had tasted countless delicacies and drunk countless fine wines, but now he was drinking a woman's urine.
"How does it taste?" Jinlian asked knowingly.

"A little fishy, a little astringent and bitter."

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Then you can drink it every day from now on, hehe!" Jinlian's giggles were filled with pride and self-satisfaction!
Stimulated by Jinlian's alluring beauty, Ximen Qing's blood boiled. He scrambled forward and embraced her jade-like legs. "This servant wants to see Princess Jinlian relieve herself," he said, his eyes gleaming with a wolfish, greedy hunger.

"How can that be!" Jinlian blushed, her fair cheeks flushing crimson. She gently bit her lip, making her even more alluring.

"Please, my lady, grant my request!" Ximen Qing knelt humbly at Jinlian's feet.

"Not now. If you, my lord, will marry me and bring me into your household soon, I will do whatever you desire," Jinlian said shyly.

"Alright! What should we do next?" Ximen Qing asked, suppressing his desire.

"Lie on the ground," Jinlian replied, her cheeks still flushed.

A beautiful bare foot stepped on Ximen Qing's face. Jinlian used her slender toes to tease his lips and ears, and rubbed his cheeks with her white soles. Her two fair feet took turns stepping on his face. Ximen Qing felt that these feet were smooth and delicate, and he could even smell a faint scent of liquor!

Jinlian made Ximen Qing lie on the ground, stepped on his head, and pressed down hard. She stood on Ximen Qing's back and walked back and forth. Ximen Qing made groaning sounds as he was stepped on.

"Put my toes in your mouth and suck them!" Jinlian sat on a stool, looking down at Ximen Qing lying at her feet. She placed one jade foot on his chest, and with the other foot, she stuck her slender big toe into Ximen Qing's open mouth.

Ximen Qing licked Jinlian's two beautiful toes alternately while stroking his penis up and down, secretly vowing in his heart: he must marry Jinlian and bring her into his mansion. Finally, white tears shot from the Grand Marshal's only eye. Was it weeping because it had found no worthy opponent to fight? Its once robust and imposing physique had shrunk gradually until it finally collapsed completely.

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Pan Jinlian, along with Wang Po and Ximen Qing, plotted to poison Wu Dalang with arsenic. When Pan Jinlian heard that Wu Song was about to return from his official business, she felt ashamed and quickly consulted with Wang Po and Ximen Qing for a solution. They decided that Ximen Qing would marry Pan Jinlian ahead of schedule.

Jinlian finally got her wish. Entering Ximen Qing's mansion, she was overwhelmed by the magnificent red doors, animal-shaped railings, and painted galleries. Her heart trembled with excitement. No longer was she confined to a dark wooden house with steamer racks and paper cutting boards, but instead found herself in a warm room, fragrant chambers, and luxurious clothes. The only drawback was that she was only Ximen Qing's fifth concubine.

Time flew by, and half a year passed in the blink of an eye. One hot and humid midday, Pan Jinlian sat alone on a bench in the pavilion in the back garden, gently fanning herself with a fragrant fan as she watched two mandarin ducks playfully kissing each other in the lotus pond. A look of envious joy appeared on her beautiful face.

"Oh! Isn't this Fifth Sister?" Jinlian turned her head and saw a handsome young man in his early twenties standing behind her.

"It's Jingji! Why aren't you with your beautiful wife? What are you doing here?"

"Fifth Sister, what a fine mood you're in! Enjoying two lovebirds in heat!" The man said as he sat down beside Jinlian, his words carrying a flirtatious tone. Who was this man? He was no stranger! He was Chen Jingji, Ximen Qing's son-in-law. Chen Jingji was fair-skinned and robust, but his nature was rather weak! He also had a particular hobby: flirting and attracting attention. He would become weak in the knees at the sight of a beautiful woman. Although he had married Ximen Qing's beloved daughter, Ximen Xiaoshuang, there was no such thing as a free lunch! Like Ximen Qing, he was a seasoned womanizer, a scholar who frequented boudoirs.

A woman as alluring and beautiful as Pan Jinlian was undeniably tempting to Chen Jingji. He often wanted to express his feelings to her, but Ximen Qing's frequent presence prevented him from succeeding. Pan Jinlian had long been aware of his intentions, but remained silent, letting things take their course. Finally, Chen Jingji saw Ximen Qing leave to purchase a batch of medicinal herbs, not returning for two months. For him, his opportunity had arrived.

"How annoying!" Jinlian feigned anger upon hearing Chen Jingji's words.

"Father-in-law, you won't be back for over two months. Fifth Sister, can you endure the loneliness of an empty room?" Chen Jingji continued to tease Jinlian, his eyes frequently lingering on her full waist and hips outlined by her silk skirt, his heart burning with desire.

"Alas! What can I do? There's no one to confide in!" Jinlian saw through his seductive intentions, feigning a melancholy and alluring expression.

"If Fifth Mistress will not despise me, this junior, Jingji, is willing to carry your shoes and untie your belt," Chen Jingji, like a river bursting forth from a dam, straightened up and knelt before Pan Jinlian.

"Get up quickly! What kind of decorum would this be if people saw us like this!" Jinlian hurriedly raised her pink cheeks and looked around, thankfully no one was there.

"If Fifth Mistress does not agree, Jingji will kneel here forever!" Chen Jingji's eyes revealed a hopeful look.

"Alright! Alright! I agree. Come to my room tonight, and don't let anyone see you, understand?" After saying this, Jinlian stood up and walked out of the pavilion, turning back with a charming smile. "Jingji understands! Jingji understands!" Chen Jingji watched Jinlian's graceful figure as she slowly left, overjoyed, his whole body feeling weak and relaxed.

As night fell, Chen Jingji quietly bypassed the brightly lit front courtyard of the mansion, passed through the moon archway at the back of the garden, and walked along two wooden galleries to the door of Pan Jinlian's room. "Is Fifth Sister here?"

"Who is it!" a sweet voice asked from inside.

"It's me, Chen Jingji!" Chen Jingji answered softly, afraid of being overheard.

"Come in!"

"Yes!" Chen Jingji pushed open the door and entered the room. A fragrant scent of rouge and powder wafted in. Stepping inside, he saw four large red candles illuminating the room as bright as day. Pan Jinlian was sitting on the embroidery bed, holding a flower arrangement, embroidering with her delicate fingers. Looking around the room, the furnishings were extremely elegant and comfortable. Four Tang and Song dynasty paintings and poems hung on each of the two walls. A pot of hanging orchids with lush leaves and drooping branches was suspended from the middle of the beam by a cotton rope. On the left side, by the window, a large round table with vermilion carvings was set with exquisite wine and dishes.

"Sit down!" Pan Jinlian said softly as Chen Jingji entered. Looking at Pan Jinlian, Chen Jingji saw her: "Like a painting of moonlight and mist, her beauty is like jade carving." Her thin, green gauze dress was open, revealing a low-cut red bodice embroidered with a white peony. Her full, snow-white breasts were slightly exposed, a deep cleavage clearly visible. Pan Jinlian's sensuality and allure were truly: more eloquent than flowers, more fragrant than jade! How could Chen Jingji suppress his desire any longer? He quickly walked over, embraced Jinlian, and wanted to kiss her cheek. Jinlian giggled and pushed him away forcefully, "Why are you in such a hurry! Look, this table of food and wine is prepared for you. Let me have a couple of drinks with you first!" Jinlian coquettishly pulled his hand and led him to the table to sit down. She poured a cup of wine for both of them: "Did anyone see you come?" "Don't worry, Fifth Sister! No one saw me!" "Oh! Come on, Jingji, drink it down!"
She smiled alluringly. Chen Jingji stared blankly at Jinlian and, without saying a word, picked up his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Jinlian, however, quietly poured the wine from her glass onto the ground. After drinking another glass of wine, Jingji stood up and grinned, preparing to hug Jinlian again. Suddenly, his vision blurred, the objects around him began to spin, and then everything went black. He knew nothing more.

Chen Jingji began to regain consciousness. He slightly opened his water-drenched eyes and found his face looked like it had just been doused with water, with thin streams of water sliding down his face to the ground. When he was fully awake, he realized that he had been stripped naked, bound with ropes, and hung from the rafters. His hands and feet ached from the ropes. Standing in front of him was a pretty woman with two buns on either side of her glossy black hair. Under her wispy bangs were two delicate, arched eyebrows, and her large eyes shone with a clever intelligence. Her long eyelashes curled slightly upwards, and her fair, oval face made her lips appear even more rosy. She was holding a water ladle and staring blankly at him. Chen Jingji recognized the woman before him.

"Chunmei, what are you doing? Why are you tying me up? Let me go!" Chen Jingji struggled against the air, speaking as if Chunmei were giving orders.

"Why are you tied up! Because the young master flirted with Fifth Sister, and Fifth Sister put sleeping pills in your wine. We're here to catch you, you big worm, and punish you! Hehe!" Chunmei used a water ladle to tease his penis, laughing lewdly. Chunmei was the first person Pan Jinlian won over after entering the mansion, and also her most trusted maid. Pan Jinlian treated Chunmei like a sister. Chunmei was the kind of woman who could sit on someone's face and slowly sip tea! She was shrewish and cunning.
Chen Jingji felt a little strange being teased by Chunmei, but being tied up and suspended, he turned his head away resentfully. His gaze happened to fall on the spider plant, which, in his eyes, seemed to be smiling and saying to him: "Brother!
It's not bad hanging up there, is it? I'll have company now!"

Enraged, Chen Jingji stopped looking at it and turned back to Chunmei, glaring angrily: "What do you want to do to this young master?!"

"If you beg for mercy, my heart might soften, and I might let you go!" Pan Jinlian walked over, holding two lit candles in her jade-like hands, and said coldly to Jingji. A horsewhip was tucked under her arm. She handed one of the candles to Chunmei. Jingji looked at the scene before him, feeling uneasy. Hoping to escape as soon as possible, he hurriedly said to Jinlian, "Fifth Sister, good Fifth Sister, I was wrong! I won't dare to tease you again! Please, please let me go!" In truth, no matter how much he begged, Pan Jinlian wouldn't let him go now. A plaything that had offered itself up—how could she not have her fill of it? "Alright!" Jinlian agreed, but the candles she and Chunmei held high burned mercilessly, dripping wax onto Jingji's naked body and limp penis. As Jinlian dripped wax onto him, she also whipped him with a horsewhip. The hissing whip left streaks of bright red blood on his flesh, and then dripped hot wax on top of that. How could Chen Jingji withstand it? He howled and struggled like a mad dog that had been kicked and crippled. The more he struggled, the more it satisfied Jinlian's peculiar psychological needs!
With each lash of the whip, she felt her breath quicken, her blood surge, and her lower body involuntarily become wet, like a complete sadist. Chunmei unbuttoned the front of her clothes, revealing her fair and round breasts.

"What do you like about Fifth Sister? Is it her big breasts? Do you think Chunmei's breasts are pretty?"
Chunmei cupped her breasts with both hands, teasing Jingji with a wanton laugh. Seeing Chunmei's exposed breasts, Jingji stopped howling.
"So—pretty! Pretty!" Jingji panted heavily, still lustful!

"Want to lick them?" Chunmei asked, but inwardly she cursed: Look at your slutty face! Sooner or later I'll make you eat my shit!

"Yes," Jingji nodded hurriedly. If he weren't tied up, he really wanted to hug those breasts and lick them wildly.
"Then call me 'Mother'!" Jinlian was amused by Chunmei's words.

Jingji hesitated for a moment, "Mother!"

"Yes!" Chunmei deliberately dragged out her voice, bringing her nipple to Chen Jingji's mouth. Just as Jingji was about to lick it, Chunmei moved it away. After several repetitions, Jingji's penis became hard and erect, and the solidified wax dripping onto it was even broken off in two pieces.

Due to the wear off of the drug and the shouting, Chen Jingji was unbearably thirsty and pleaded, "Fifth Sister, Chunmei, can you give me some water? My throat is so dry!" "If you want water, you can. We'll put you down now, but—! You have to be obedient!" Pan Jinlian said in her sweet voice. "I'll be obedient, I'll be obedient!" Jingji seemed very helpless.

Jinlian and Chunmei untied the ropes binding Chen Jingji to the pillar and lowered him down, but the ropes binding his hands and feet remained. He lay on the ground, still asking for water. Pan Jinlian approached and said in a coquettish voice, "You want water, don't you?
Now beg Chunmei to urinate on you! Remember! You have to thank me after you drink it! Beg!" Jingji, of course, was unwilling to drink urine! He lay on the ground without uttering a sound, using silence as a form of resistance! This enraged Pan Jinlian. She walked over, raised her delicate foot, and stepped on Jingji's face with her embroidered shoe. One hand rested on his slender waist, and the other hand swung her riding whip, beginning to lash the already wounded Jingji again. "Fifth Sister, stop hitting me! I'll drink—urine!
I'll drink urine!" How could Jingji endure any more? "What a slut! He won't listen to nice words! He insists on being beaten by me!" Pan Jinlian looked at Chen Jingji writhing in pain at her feet, feeling no pity whatsoever, but rather a greater sense of pleasure!

Chunmei, her fair body naked, stood with her legs spread on either side of Jingji's face, looking down at him and saying, "Let's begin, son-in-law!" She was very proud!

"Please, Chunmei, give me your urine to drink," Jingji pleaded.

"What are you calling me!" Chunmei raised her foot and slapped Chen Jingji across the face with the sole of her shoe. "I just taught you, you should call me Mother! You stupid pig, you've forgotten so quickly! Besides, why would I pee on you! Why don't you say so! Again!" Chunmei was very dissatisfied.

"Mother! I beg you to urinate on me so I can drink it! Let me quench my thirst!" Chen Jingji was in unspeakable pain.
"Alright! You wretched son, I'll grant your wish! Open your mouth!" Chunmei slightly bent her legs, raising her genitals high towards Jingji's mouth. A wave of heat emanated from Chunmei's genitals, and urine formed a golden stream that gushed into Jingji's mouth. Jingji no longer cared about the humiliation he was being treated to, using the urine he had obtained from Chunmei's urethra to moisten his parched throat. At this moment, Chunmei's fishy urine was like a long-awaited treat for him!

After urinating, Chunmei straddled Jingji's face, letting him lick the remaining urine off her labia. Chunmei couldn't help but moan softly.

Because of his good behavior, Jinlian and Chunmei untied Jingji's ropes and made him scrape off the solidified wax from his body with a ladle and kneel on the ground. Pan Jinlian took out a horse harness from under the embroidered bed, which Ximen Qing had left for his own use. Jinlian put the harness over Chen Jingji's head and tightened the rope loop under his chin. There was an iron ring on each side of the rope loop, and the reins were attached to the rings. Jingji felt a little short of breath, which was exactly what
made him look like a servant.

"You'd better behave tonight, otherwise, if the master finds out that you've been flirting with me, the consequences will be... humph!" Pan Jinlian threatened Jingji. Chen Jingji was terrified of Ximen Qing, and hearing Jinlian's words, he felt a chill run down his spine: "Please, Fifth Sister, don't... don't tell him! I'll... I'll... I'll listen to Fifth Sister!"
(Jingji knelt at Jinlian's feet, looking pitiful.)

If Chen Jingji was afraid of Ximen Qing, why did he still dare to flirt with Pan Jinlian? It was all because of lust! Besides, Ximen Qing wasn't even at home!

"Hey! Lick my embroidered shoes first!" Jinlian looked arrogantly at Chen Jingji kneeling before her. She held a riding whip in her left hand and the reins in her right, lifting one of her embroidered shoes.

Chen Jingji, like a lapdog, crawled down and licked the shoe until it was almost completely wet. Jinlian stopped, then led Chen Jingji to sit on the edge of the bed. She had Chunmei bring over a plate of fried tofu and a plate of cold vermicelli. Chunmei, naked, sat beside Jinlian, placing the vermicelli and tofu beside Jinlian and herself.

"Take off our embroidered shoes and socks!" Jinlian whispered a stern rebuke to Chen Jingji, who was kneeling before her.
Just as Jingji reached out to remove Jinlian's embroidered shoes, a sharp crack struck his shoulder with a whip. "Did I tell you to use your hands!
You dog slave, use your mouth, you idiot!" Jinlian pounded Jingji's forehead with the whip handle. Jingji, humiliated, lowered his head and bit down on the back of the embroidered shoes, finally managing to remove them after much effort. As he took off his socks, he smelled the alluring fragrance of pollen emanating from the white cloth socks, and couldn't help but sniff them a few more times. At this moment, he still had such refined tastes.

(VI) Chunmei Teases Wu Song II

When Chunmei first saw Wu Song with his head covered by a black cloth, she thought: Although Brother Wu Song is strong and powerful, now that he's blind, he can only be at my mercy.

Unexpectedly, Wu Song ran around wildly, not only tearing off her top but also pulling down her pants. Chunmei jumped up in fright and kicked him.

This kick was, quite by chance, a kick that happened to be...

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