Soul Corridor

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A strange power flowed back into Lin Zhiyuan's body, and he felt all his fatigue vanish, his body brimming with strength. A faint shadow appeared within him—the Two of Hearts that had just disappeared from the deck of cards.

Lin Zhiyuan was quite pleased with himself for his successful first hypnosis attempt. However, when information about the "Romantic Card" surfaced in his mind, cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

His supposedly perfect hypnosis was riddled with flaws, all thanks to the characteristics of this "Romantic Card," which compensated for and perfected his oversights.

The 2 is special in playing cards; in some rules it's the highest card, in others the lowest. Therefore, the "Romantic Card" carries a special meaning.

In the "Romantic Card," the Two of Hearts represents the most humble yet unwavering loyalty. Under the influence of the "Romantic Card," it wasn't so much that he won over Yan Shuang, but rather that Yan Shuang won over herself.

"Master, I seem to have gained a strange power," Yan Shuang, who had been feeling weak all over, said shyly to Lin Zhiyuan, having recovered.

Lin Zhiyuan asked curiously, "What kind of ability?"

He knew that the fifty-four cards represented fifty-four unique abilities when he first obtained the Romance Cards, but he was completely clueless about the specifics. So when Yan Shuang mentioned gaining a special ability, he asked curiously.

"Master, a voice in my heart tells me that I am now a Romance User, possessing the ability bestowed upon me by the card master—the Corridor of the Mind," Yan Shuang answered obediently.

"The Corridor of the Mind?" Lin Zhiyuan muttered, somewhat puzzled.

Although he wanted to understand all the secrets of the fifty-four Romance Cards as soon as possible, seeing the approaching dawn, he decided to let Yan Shuang go back first. "

A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime!"

Lin Zhiyuan knew he was still weak; if he revealed the secrets of the Romance Cards, he would face certain death. Only by maintaining a normal life could he get through this period of weakness. When he truly revealed the Romance Cards to the world, it would be the time when he no longer feared anyone.

Filled with questions, he threw himself back into his workday. As the workday drew to a close, the domineering CEO secretary once again arrogantly approached Lin Zhiyuan.

"Bang!" A proposal slammed heavily onto the table, the A4 sheets spilling out of their clips.

"President Yan said, don't submit this garbage again. Otherwise, she'll reject it every time she sees it. And Lin Zhiyuan, you go see President Yan right now, immediately!" The secretary glanced at Lin Zhiyuan disdainfully, then swayed away.

Lin Zhiyuan watched the secretary's retreating figure expressionlessly, tidied the proposal, and then walked towards the CEO's office, feigning dejection.

Many people watched Lin Zhiyuan's forlorn figure and sighed softly. A new emperor, a new court; even Lin Zhiyuan was like this. They thought of themselves, their hearts tightening, and they became even more cautious with their work, afraid of making a mistake and being caught red-handed.

Lin Zhiyuan was unaware of their inner thoughts. He only remembered the passionate night before, a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen. Had he not been facing away from everyone, he would likely have already embarrassed himself.

Looking at the office so close at hand, his heart pounding, he quickened his pace, entering in a few strides. However, upon entering, he found the leather-upholstered chair completely empty. He paused, somewhat taken aback.

"Click—"

Just as he was wondering what was happening, he suddenly heard the door lock, followed by darkness in the room and the silent closing of the electric curtains.

Then, a warm, delicate body pressed tightly against him. A small, smooth hand slid into his crotch, gently grasping his already erect penis, slowly stroking it, occasionally lightly tapping the glans with her cool fingers.

"Master, the bitch is wet," a seductive voice whispered in his ear, the delicate fragrance emanating from her lips, like the scent of orchids, deeply intoxicating Lin Zhiyuan.

He banished all his questions, turned around, and embraced Yan Shuang tightly, lowering his head to kiss her deeply.

Lin Zhiyuan's rough tongue ravaged Yan Shuang's mouth, hooking and curling until it captured her small tongue, the two exchanging their flavors.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Yan Shuang was dizzy, suddenly feeling a chill. When she came to her senses, she found herself stripped naked.

Looking at her clothes scattered on the floor, her pretty face flushed red, clearly extremely shy.

Little did she know how tempting her appearance was. Lin Zhiyuan's eyes instantly turned red, sweeping away the clutter on the table before pressing Yan Shuang down onto the solid wood desk.

Completely controlled by his amorous nature, Yan Shuang naturally didn't resist, instead cooperating perfectly with Lin Zhiyuan's actions. Her upper body pressed tightly against the desk, her plump buttocks raised high, her legs slightly parted, revealing her smooth, hairless vulva.

Sure enough, the woman's most private garden was already shimmering, the clear love juice making her tender pink vulva even more alluring and beautiful.

"You lowly bitch, sex slave Yan Shuang, beg your master to use his big cock to pamper this bitch hard," Yan Shuang said, turning back to give Lin Zhiyuan a seductive look.

At this moment, only a eunuch or a saint could hold back. Lin Zhiyuan was neither. He unzipped his pants, and his already painfully swollen penis thrust deep into Yan Shuang's vagina.

A fiery dragon suddenly rushed into the warm vagina, causing it to contract instantly. Countless soft flesh enveloped this enthusiastic uninvited guest, like sucking and massaging, using all its strength, as if afraid that this enthusiastic guest would escape.

"Hiss~" Lin Zhiyuan felt the amazing suction inside that short and narrow flower path and almost lost control of his ejaculation. He quickly took a deep breath to prevent himself from ejaculating immediately.

Yan Shuang, oblivious to his unusual behavior, immediately began to sway her ample hips as soon as she felt his penis penetrate her body, as if trying to swallow him whole.

Lin Zhiyuan was like a small boat in a raging storm, swept along by the tempest for a long time before finally regaining his footing. Now

that he had control, the near-ejaculation he had just experienced made him somewhat angry and embarrassed.

The somewhat petty Lin Zhiyuan immediately launched his revenge, relentlessly thrusting into Yan Shuang's clitoris with every stroke. His hard, hot glans pounded against her clitoris, as if trying to force open her cervix and penetrate the warm cradle of an unborn child.

"Oh...too deep...ahhh...master, be gentle...it hurts...bitch...ah...bitch can't take it anymore." Yan Shuang's clitoris was shallow, and once Lin Zhiyuan took control of the rhythm, how could a woman inexperienced in such matters withstand his rough thrusting? Soon, she began to beg for mercy, tears welling in her eyes.

"Little bitch, now you know how to beg for mercy? Didn't you just tell your secretary that all my proposals are garbage, rejecting them every time you see them?" Lin Zhiyuan thrust a few more times. So he still remembered that, deliberately retaliating against Yan Shuang.

"Ah... Master, spare me... um... this lowly slave... this lowly slave won't dare... don't go so deep... ahhh... Master, your... your big cock is too thick... this bitch... this bitch can't take it anymore." Yan Shuang's body trembled repeatedly from the impact, her snow-white breasts already red from the intense friction against the solid wood table.

Watching the former beautiful CEO begging for mercy beneath him, Lin Zhiyuan was very pleased. He had already gotten his revenge, so his movements became much gentler.

"Mmm... oh... oh..." Lin Zhiyuan's skillful thrusting immediately made Yan Shuang let out a sobbing moan.

"Tell me, what exactly is wrong with my plan that doesn't suit our CEO's taste?" Seeing her thoroughly enjoying herself, Lin Zhiyuan teased her with another hard thrust.

Caught off guard, Yan Shuang shuddered, a tingling sensation spreading from her core, making her weak all over.

Hearing Lin Zhiyuan's question, she blushed and turned back, saying, "Master has to promise me you won't be angry before I'll tell you, otherwise I won't." As she finished speaking, she tilted her delicate chin up slightly, looking both proud and adorable.

"Smack!" Seeing her like this, Lin Zhiyuan reached out and slapped her plump buttocks, leaving a bright red handprint. He then laughed, "You little bitch, you dare to bargain with your master? Believe me or not, I'll never come looking for you again, and you can play by yourself." Lin Zhiyuan's intention was just to tease her a bit, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Shuang's rosy face turned deathly pale, and tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "No, master, please don't ignore this bitch. Master, you can punish this bitch however you want, just don't abandon this bitch." As she spoke, she spun around, rolling over on the desk, going from lying down to sitting up, then using her long legs to clamp around Lin Zhiyuan's waist. She straightened her slender waist and hugged Lin Zhiyuan tightly.

Yan Shuang hugged him deeply, fiercely, and forcefully, as if she wanted to merge into his body.

At the same time, she was still muttering, "No, no..." Her sudden action caught Lin Zhiyuan off guard. Last night, Yan Shuang had shown off her yoga skills, and today she did it again. Her agility surpassed that of most men. If Lin Zhiyuan didn't have his charm, he might not be a match for Yan Shuang.

This movement, though seemingly long, was completed in an instant. Lin Zhiyuan only felt a rotating suction force, and then a thick stream of vaginal fluid gushed out, hitting his glans hard. Overwhelmed by the pleasure, he finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated.

As the semen gushed out, he felt a cool sensation rise from somewhere inside his body. It flowed out with the semen, circled inside Yan Shuang's body, and returned to his own.

Then, the fatigue after ejaculation vanished, and his whole body was filled with energy. If he wanted, he could go on for another three hundred rounds without any problem.

Looking at Yan Shuang's pale face, a sudden tenderness welled up in his heart. Lin Zhiyuan gently put his arm around her waist, walked around the desk, and sat in the soft, comfortable leather chair. He gently patted Yan Shuang's back and said,

"It's alright, it's alright, Master will never abandon you, sweetie!" After a long period of gentle comforting, Yan Shuang finally snapped out of her dazed state and hugged Lin Zhiyuan, bursting into loud sobs.

Lin Zhiyuan was once again amazed by the magical power of the "romantic card," somewhat lost in thought, but his hand continued to gently stroke Yan Shuang's back.

After venting for a long time, Yan Shuang gradually stopped crying and whispered in his ear, "Master, do you know? I've always been terrified of the dark since I was little because my sister and I once spent an extremely terrifying time in endless darkness..." As she spoke, Lin Zhiyuan understood many things.

Yan Shuang's father, Yan Ziwen, had swept through the entire industry with ruthless methods in his early years, offending countless people.

Once, in revenge against Yan Ziwen, a rival hired some gangsters to stage a home invasion and murder Yan Ziwen's family.

That night, Yan Ziwen happened to be away. When the gangsters broke down the door, Yan Shuang's mother hid her daughters in the ventilation duct.

The gangsters then broke in. Yan Shuang's mother, having given birth to such a beautiful daughter, was naturally attractive. The gangsters, lusting after her, gang-raped Yan Shuang's mother, then suffocated her while they were having sex with her. Yan Shuang was

fifteen years old at the time, and her sister was nine. Following her mother's instructions, no matter what happened, she was not to make a sound or come out. She tightly held onto her somewhat frantic sister, covering her mouth, while she bit her lip, not uttering a sound.

The two underage girls watched helplessly as their mother was gang-raped to death.

From then on, this became a lifelong shadow for both of them.

"I hate him, I hate the man who gave me life and raised me, I hate him for being so cruel? Is business really more important than family? Husband, do you think I was too cowardly back then? If I had gone out, would things have changed? If I had let Mom in with us, would we all be alright? If I had been a better fighter back then, how much better would that have been?" Yan Shuang clung tightly to Lin Zhiyuan, listing one possibility after another.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Yan Shuang curled up in his arms, and his heart suddenly trembled. He began to regret it; he regretted why he had hypnotized such a pitiful woman.

But Yan Shuang paused abruptly, saying, "Husband, please allow me to call you that. You have no idea how safe I felt the moment you penetrated me yesterday. Really, I've only ever felt that way in my mother's arms. At that moment, I thought that no matter what, I had to be with you. So I was willing to be your bitch, using every position and technique I could think of from the movies to please you. I love you, husband! So, Master, you can punish me or play with me however you want, please don't abandon me, please, Master!" Lin Zhiyuan felt no lust at this moment. He gently embraced Yan Shuang and solemnly promised in her ear, "Don't worry, I will never abandon you in this lifetime." Yan Shuang cried as she hugged Lin Zhiyuan, but felt incredibly at peace.

"In reality and in illusion, I will give you lasting happiness. This is my promise, I swear on my reputation!" Lin Zhiyuan thought to himself.

After the initial tenderness, the thrill of a beautiful, naked woman rolling around in his arms instantly made his penis erect again.

"Master, you're so naughty!" Yan Shuang grabbed the thick, sticky penis, soaked in her own juices, and whispered a reproachful complaint.

Though she was scolding him, her eyes were filled with shy joy and happiness.

Yan Shuang twisted her body and slid to the ground, her rosy lips opening to swallow the thick penis.

Her nimble tongue enveloped it, sucking and nibbling, her teeth gently nibbling.

"Ouch, don't use your teeth, it hurts. Just use your tongue and lips, like eating a popsicle," Lin Zhiyuan said quickly, feeling the sharp teeth making close contact with the shaft.

Yan Shuang spat out the penis and said playfully, "I always chew my popsicles in a few bites. Master, do you really want to try?" Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan shuddered, his erect penis going limp. Afraid she would actually bite it, he quickly waved his hands, saying, "No, don't bite!" Seeing his reaction, Yan Shuang giggled sweetly, "Don't worry, Master. Even if you were willing, I wouldn't. This naughty thing is a little scary, but I like it very much." She then gently kissed the drooping glans before swallowing the penis again. The

previously limp penis, teased by that sweet tongue, immediately became erect again.

Looking at the beautiful face beneath him, and thinking of how this woman, usually so eloquent and appreciating the finest delicacies, now willingly and without disgust swallowed his penis just to please him, Lin Zhiyuan felt a surge of pride.

Feeling smug, his penis throbbed a few more times, the glans slamming powerfully against Yan Shuang's upper palate. Sensing Lin Zhiyuan's smugness, Yan Shuang glanced upwards, her teeth grinding against his shaft in a feigned threat.

But at this point, how could she possibly intimidate Lin Zhiyuan? He sensed Yan Shuang's movement and thrust a few more times, his large glans pressing deep into her throat.

Caught off guard, Yan Shuang's throat instinctively reacted with a rejection reaction, her soft flesh contracting.

Feeling the tightness of her soft flesh enveloping him, Lin Zhiyuan felt extremely comfortable.

Although he had already experienced it once last night, this second oral sex session today did not make Lin Zhiyuan show any greater resistance.

Under the dual stimulation of psychology and physiology, Lin Zhiyuan ejaculated again.

This time, however, he felt no replenishment. Lin Zhiyuan had some guesses about this; only during actual sex could that state of "yin and yang in harmony, complementing each other" occur.

Watching Yan Shuang cough incessantly, her face flushed, Lin Zhiyuan sat in his chair with a smug smile. He was still in a dreamlike state.

He, a mere employee, had actually slept with the daughter of a big boss—this was truly a scene from a dream.

"By the way, you still haven't told me what exactly about my proposal didn't suit our CEO bitch's taste," Lin Zhiyuan said, pulling Yan Shuang into his arms again after a moment of laughter.

But this time, it wasn't a question; it was flirtation.

Yan Shuang nestled in Lin Zhiyuan's arms, her pretty face pressed against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. She said,

"Let's make a deal, no getting angry."

Her sweet voice was full of coquettishness. Lin Zhiyuan, hearing this, gave her a light slap on the bottom, saying, "Again, you little brat." "I don't care! Master said he wouldn't abandon his bitch, so no getting angry!" Yan Shuang squirmed in Lin Zhiyuan's arms.

Lin Zhiyuan felt his penis begin to rise again, and a thought struck him. He reached under Yan Shuang's armpits, lifting her high, and then gently rubbed his penis against her labia.

Yan Shuang was initially a little confused, but as the glans repeatedly slid against her clitoris, sending waves of tingling sensations through her, gradually igniting her desire, and as it lingered on her labia, hesitant to penetrate, she wriggled her body in protest, saying in a sweet voice, "Master, come in, I want it again." "So, will you say so or not?" Lin Zhiyuan asked smugly.

Yan Shuang rolled her eyes at him, pouted, and said in a wronged tone, "Bad master, stinky husband, you only know how to bully Shuang'er." Lin Zhiyuan slammed his glans against Yan Shuang's clitoris and said, "If you keep nagging, I'm leaving." "No, master~" Yan Shuang's voice was incredibly sweet, like honey mixed with a lot of sugar, making Lin Zhiyuan's bones melt.

Just as Lin Zhiyuan was lost in passion, Yan Shuang, unable to bear the torment of desire, had no choice but to say, "I'll say it, you stingy master, come in quickly." Hearing this beautiful voice that was both reproachful and resentful, Lin Zhiyuan smiled triumphantly, thrust his hips forward, and his thick, powerful penis reached Yan Shuang's flower core.

"Oh... right there... so good... master, deeper... ahhh... husband... harder... harder..." Yan Shuang's head shook wildly, her long black hair flying with her movements, the ends brushing against Lin Zhiyuan's unremarkable face, tickling his nostrils, making him a little itchy.

He grabbed Yan Shuang's breasts with one hand, while the other hand couldn't help but rub her nose, Yan Shuang's entire weight pressing against his lower abdomen. Although Yan Shuang wasn't heavy, it was clear how strong and powerful Lin Zhiyuan's body was.

In fact, Lin Zhiyuan had been sitting in an office for many years, and while his body wasn't bad, it was far from good either. Lin Zhiyuan knew very well that his current strength was entirely due to the power of his womanizing.

Thinking of this, he thrust twice more triumphantly, saying, "Stop just being horny, hurry up and say it." "Ah... Master... Ah... Master's design draft... Oh... Seems perfect... Hmm... But... But it's already... Ah... Out of fashion... Young people these days... Hmm... Young people don't like this style... Ahhh... Master, be gentle... This bitch... This bitch can't take it anymore..." As Yan Shuang finished speaking, she suddenly felt a storm of thrusts, the force so intense that she couldn't help but beg for mercy.

Lin Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed and angry. He was arrogant and proud of his talent, having won a championship in an international competition during his university years, and since then he had been arrogant towards everyone.

Upon joining the company, he propelled Shuangyan to unprecedented heights, becoming increasingly arrogant and disdainful.

However, the trends of the times cannot be determined by one person or one generation; the world changes daily, yet Lin Zhiyuan remained forever in his self-righteous world, ultimately falling behind the times.

He always took the flattery from others at dinner parties seriously, and now that Yan Shuang had exposed his true feelings, how could he not feel ashamed and furious?

Lin Zhiyuan grabbed Yan Shuang's firm breasts with both hands, his hips moving rapidly, faster than Luo Zhixiang.

Yan Shuang felt a sharp pain when her breasts were grabbed, but the pain quickly turned into pleasure, and the intense impact from her lower body made her involuntarily begin to twist her body, responding and screaming.

A series of "slap slap slap" sounds echoed in the office. Yan Shuang couldn't think of anything at this moment, only letting out plaintive moans, "Ah... Master... have mercy... ahhh... this bitch can't... can't take it anymore... ahhh... Master husband, you... are too big and too fast... ahhh... be gentle... I'm going to... I'm going to fuck you... ahhh... I'm going to fuck you into your womb... ahhh..." Fortunately, the office had excellent soundproofing, otherwise Yan Shuang's loud cries would definitely be heard by people outside.

Watching Yan Shuang scream wildly under his manipulation, Lin Zhiyuan finally released the pent-up fire in his heart. His lower back went numb, and a large amount of semen spurted from his glans, hitting the depths of Yan Shuang's flower core with great force.

"Ah... so hot... so scalding... ahhh... I'm going to come... ahhh... I'm coming... I'm coming... ahhh..." Yan Shuang felt a heat in her flower core, and her whole body seemed to have lost its bones, collapsing into his arms.

Lin Zhiyuan's legs went weak, and he sat down again. He let out a long breath, one arm around the now limp Yan Shuang, and the other hand took out a pack of cigarettes. He put the pack in his mouth, flicked the bottom, and several cigarettes popped out.

He pulled out a cigarette, tucked it behind his ear, then casually placed the pack on the table. He took the cigarette off his ear, put it in his mouth, and started looking for a lighter.

Lin Zhiyuan fumbled for a while but couldn't find one, but the semi-conscious Yan Shuang noticed.

Yan Shuang smiled at him, pulled open a drawer, took out a beautifully crafted lighter, opened the cap, and gently flicked her finger, a blue flame rising slowly.

Yan Shuang held the lighter up to light Lin Zhiyuan's cigarette, a languid, seductive smile always on her face.

Lin Zhiyuan took a long drag, the crimson light standing out starkly in the dimly lit room.

A naked, beautiful female CEO obediently lit a cigarette for him—this was a scene Lin Zhiyuan could never have dreamed of. He had never felt so fulfilled. His heart was filled with gratitude towards Fengliupai; without her, he would forever remain that insignificant, trampled-on corporate slave.

Lin Zhiyuan smoked, his fingers tracing Yan Shuang's smooth skin, his eyes filled with infatuation.

Yan Shuang, seeing Lin Zhiyuan's lecherous gaze, didn't flinch. Instead, she puffed out her chest and perked up her buttocks, making her figure appear even more curvaceous. Her eyes held only happiness and pride, without a trace of shame.

"Smack!" Lin Zhiyuan slapped Yan Shuang's plump, white buttocks, a smile playing on his lips.

"It seems Master has misunderstood you, little bitch. It's all Master's fault for not being skilled enough." Yan Shuang's body trembled. "No, Master isn't wrong. The only one who's wrong is this bitch. This bitch will give Master a gift to make up for her mistake." "Oh, what gift?" After his outburst, Lin Zhiyuan reflected on his own shortcomings. Besides, Yan Shuang was now his bitch, so he wasn't angry anymore.

Hearing that she had a gift for him, he felt a surge of curiosity.

"It's a secret, but I believe Master will like it. Now, let this bitch clean Master up." After saying this, Yan Shuang slid to the ground and took Lin Zhiyuan's penis into her mouth.

Lin Zhiyuan's penis was once again in a moist, warm, and familiar place, where a soft, sweet tongue began to clean it.

He felt Yan Shuang's tongue first curl, swallowing the mixture of love juice and semen into his mouth. Then, her pink tongue gently touched and slowly explored every corner of his penis, swallowing every bit of impurity.

Throughout the entire process, Yan Shuang's expression was devout and sacred, her beautiful, peach-blossom-like eyes filled with adoration.

Lin Zhiyuan felt his penis showing signs of reawakening, but when he glanced at the clock, he realized two whole hours had passed, and he suppressed the burgeoning lust within him.

"Master, do you want to continue?" Yan Shuang grasped Lin Zhiyuan's erect penis, her tone seductive and alluring.

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "Let's stop here for today. I've been here for too long; it's easy to arouse suspicion." "Alright then, Master." Yan Shuang reluctantly kissed the head of Lin Zhiyuan's penis before releasing her fair hand and getting up to put on her clothes.

Lin Zhiyuan stood up, tucked his semi-erect penis back into his underwear, fastened his belt, smoothed out his clothes, and after confirming there were no further abnormalities, gently kissed Yan Shuang's forehead before leaving the office.

[The End]

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