Part Two: Slavery and Transformation

The cat at home

seemed to be saying, "My owner is coming today!!"

This morning, I woke up with a start, panting, a bead of sweat on my face. I didn't know why I
felt this way; I hadn't had any nightmares.

I calmed my racing heart, picked up my phone, and saw it was already 6:40. I
couldn't help but wonder why my alarm hadn't gone off. I set it for 6:30,
but I hadn't heard it. Was I sleeping too soundly?

[This won't do!] I thought, patting my cheeks to wake myself up.
[I need to make breakfast for my son. If I keep doing this, I'll oversleep eventually.]

I warned myself as I got out of bed, stood in the middle of the room, and
took off my sheer nightgown.

[Huh? Why am I dressed like this?] I looked at my naked body; under the transparent nightgown
, I wasn't wearing even a bra. I couldn't help but ask myself this question.

"The master is coming today!!"

[Right, the master is coming today. Wait, who is the master?]

Just as I was about to think about this, my phone alarm went off. I immediately realized
I was already forty-five, and if I didn't hurry, I wouldn't have time to make breakfast for my son. So, I stopped thinking about the problem,
put all my questions out of my mind, quickly took a shower, put on some casual clothes, and went into
the kitchen to make breakfast for my son.

However, as I passed through the living room and was about to enter the kitchen, I suddenly noticed a man sitting
on the sofa, holding a book that, judging from the cover, seemed to be the complete works of Shakespeare. But what puzzled me
wasn't the book, but that this person wasn't a family member. My husband had died long ago, and I only had one son,
who was still sleeping.

[Who is that? Why is he in my house?] My vigilance increased, but I didn't immediately
confront him , fearing he might be a burglar and wanting to avoid any rash actions. However, this didn't
mean I would just sit and wait to be killed. I quietly prepared to take out my phone and call the police.

"Xiaohe, aren't you going to make breakfast for your son?" The man looked up, adjusted his glasses, and
asked casually.

His voice was very pleasant, not only melodious but also relaxing, almost hypnotic; I
liked it very much.

I closed my eyes and savored the sound. When I opened them again, I realized that the man before me
was none other than my master.

"Master, you've come!" I immediately bowed in welcome, simultaneously regretting that I had clearly
remembered this morning but had now forgotten.

"It's alright, go ahead and do your work. Don't rush and forget your clothes," the man smiled and waved his hand, indicating understanding.

Hearing the word "clothes," I looked down and was shocked to find myself wearing clothes in front of my master—a
very improper situation.

I felt a little embarrassed and secretly glanced at my master, finding that he didn't seem to mind.
While inwardly thanking my master for his magnanimity, I quickly stripped off all my clothes, leaving myself
completely naked.

Afterwards, I glanced at my master and saw him stealing glances at my body. This filled me with excitement and pride,
but I had to complete my duty, as it was what my master had entrusted to me.

I went into the kitchen and put on an apron. Only after I was dressed in a naked
apron did I begin to seriously prepare breakfast.

After a flurry of activity, my son's breakfast was ready, and I carried it to the table. After setting down the plate, I
glanced at my master, guessing that he probably hadn't eaten yet since he came so early. So, I tentatively asked,
"Master, you haven't eaten, have you? Shall I make you one now?"

My master smiled warmly, like the head of the household, and said, "Xiao He, then I'll trouble you."

I bowed deeply, exposing my cleavage squeezed into the apron, and secretly observed my master
's reaction. Seeing my master's fixed gaze, I smiled knowingly. Isn't this
the meaning of my life?

I returned to the kitchen and began preparing my master's lavish breakfast. As for mine
? It doesn't matter.

Just as I was busy preparing breakfast for my master, my son, Qi Jingming, rushed out of his room,
darted into the bathroom, and emerged a while later.

Although I was quite ashamed, with my master nearby, it didn't matter. And since it was my own son, it was even less
of a problem. I
started chatting with him about everyday things, but it didn't last long, as he
had to go to school.

During the conversation, I noticed that he noticed my naked body a few times, but seeing that he didn't seem
to care, I didn't bring it up; after all, the topic was too sensitive.

I glanced at the time and urged, "Hurry up and eat, or you'll be late for school."

"Oh right," my son replied, realizing what I meant, quickly sat down at the table, finished his breakfast, grabbed his schoolbag,
and rushed out.

Just as my son was about to leave, the host, sitting on the sofa, called him back and said, "Xiaoming,
keep it up ! Here's a piece of advice: always concentrate when you're doing something."

"Okay!" Perhaps because he was in a hurry, my son casually replied, then closed the door and left.

Watching my son's energetic performance, I couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, and then turned my
attention back to the host's breakfast.

A short while later, breakfast was ready. I placed the breakfast on the table and casually put away
the plate . Back behind the kitchen cabinet, while washing the dishes, I called out to the host, "Master,
please eat quickly."

The man didn't speak, but placed the complete Shakespeare collection he was holding on the table, then lightly snapped his fingers,
looking at me with a slightly excited expression.

Hearing that snap, it felt like a thread had snapped in my head, followed by...
It immediately reconnected to another broken line. This feeling made me dizzy, which
was very bad for my upcoming trip to the company.

I quickly shook my head to shake off the feeling and looked up... Who was that?!

I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things. A
man was in my house, and he seemed as casual as if he were a member of the family.

"Who are you..." I was about to shout when a small gust of air slowly
brushed past my body, making me feel a chill.

I subconsciously glanced at my body and saw that I was only wearing an apron, and
underneath was complete nakedness, without a single piece of clothing.

I immediately screamed and frantically tried to cover my exposed parts with my hands,
but how could I possibly cover all those parts with my hands? I could only immediately squat down and use the kitchen cabinet to cover myself.

I peeked out and saw the man sitting on the sofa looking at me smugly. I immediately realized that
he was responsible for my appearance. I also noticed that my casual clothes were lying
between the living room and the kitchen. If this man had been there for a long time, didn't that mean I
had taken my clothes off right in front of him?!

A wave of embarrassment and shame washed over me. I couldn't believe that a
woman as virtuous as myself would do such a thing. I was even more puzzled about how this man had
managed it.

Because of this embarrassment, I didn't want to expose myself to the man again. I
noticed that he remained seated on the sofa, completely still. Was there some problem preventing him from leaving?

I seized this opportunity and immediately looked up at the stairs, shouting, "Xiaoming, help
! Someone's breaking into my house and trying to rape me!"

"Don't shout. Your son has already left. He's been gone for a while," the man said
casually , unfazed by my movements.

I started to panic, not knowing what to do. My only support at home wasn't there.
The only favor was that the man wouldn't leave the sofa.

Thinking this through, I gradually calmed my panic, gritted my teeth, and made a decision I
'd never considered, or even dared to consider—to boldly walk in and grab my clothes to cover
myself.

And I did just that, slowly waddling towards my clothes. Along
the way, I had to endure the man's gaze, that intrusive gaze that I
disliked intensely. Thankfully, he didn't make a move; he was just watching.

[You can keep watching until the end, you bastard. Once I make the call, it'll be your final nightmare.] I
thought to myself, a growing sense of joy rising as I watched the distance close.

Just as I grabbed my clothes and prepared to take out my phone, I heard a snap of my fingers, and a wave of dizziness
washed over me again.

"Little kitten, don't be naughty." The man's voice, like a demonic whisper, rang in my ears. My
sense of disorientation intensified, but I could sense that my consciousness remained intact. However, the next moment, I
realized my actions were becoming uncontrollable.

I knelt on the ground, prostrate myself forward, clenched my fists, bent my arms, and uncontrollably
smiled at the man, my lips slightly pursed, almost like a cat's. And right after doing this
, I unexpectedly uttered, "Meow!"

[Eh?? What's going on? Why can't I move? And why am I making such an embarrassing
sound?!]

"Come here, cute little kitten," the man called to me, beckoning me.

Like a docile kitten, I slowly approached the man. Once beside him
, I even unconsciously closed my eyes and rubbed against his leg, a comfortable expression on my face.

[No, no! I shouldn't have done this! Why? Why!] "Why am I acting like a kitten?
This isn't me!" I screamed internally, but I was powerless against my own actions. My body
felt disconnected from my consciousness, completely out of my control.

The man reached out and scratched my chin, and I actually found it quite enjoyable, even
letting out a soft "meow." Had I really turned into a cat?!

"Help! Someone save me!" I stared at the man in front of me,
my heart filled with terror. This feeling of being at someone's mercy was
a disaster for a fair-skinned and beautiful woman like me. I could even predict what he was going to do. But I couldn't resist at all,
not even be able to cry for help.

The man unzipped his pants in front of me, revealing his black penis. I knew
what he wanted to do.

I only heard him say, "Come on, suck this cock, don't bite," and my body moved on its own. I lightly
leaped up, pounced on the man's outstretched hand, cupped his cock in my hands, and, with my tongue lolling out, licked it from front to
back like a kitten.

[No! Stop! I don't want to eat this disgusting thing! Let me go! Please!]

However, it was no use. After wetting the man's cock with my tongue, I took
the slightly erect cock into my mouth. The black, thick cock emitted a fishy, foul smell that
swirled . I felt nauseous, but I couldn't spit it out. My face was filled with a blissful and delighted
expression, as if I had received a great reward.

My body began to work harder, using my hands and mouth to serve the man's cock, using my
best skills to make him feel good. Seeing the man's expression, I knew he
was very satisfied , but I didn't know why I had such skill. I
had never even tasted my own husband's penis, so why was I so adept at tasting this stranger's penis?

"Hurry up!" the man shouted, seemingly dissatisfied with my current speed, his emotions running high.

Having no control over my body, I could only watch as my body quickened its pace in sucking his
penis His penis was completely swollen; what I could normally swallow in small bites now required
my mouth to open to its limit. Much of the flavor had vanished, clearly some of it had gone into my
stomach. This made me nauseous, but I was helpless.

"Now!!" the man roared, his body arching slightly upwards. My body, familiar with
this , immediately understood his meaning, swallowing the entire thick penis
, taking it all in.

[I can do deep throat?!]

At that moment, I felt something rushing into my body. I knew
what it was, instinctively wanting to vomit, but I found my body accepting it. Semen quickly
filled my stomach and began to overflow into my mouth.

"Ah, that feels good..." the man slumped onto the sofa like a deflated balloon, nodding at me with satisfaction.
I finally pulled his penis out, a little bit of semen still lingering in my mouth. Looking at that disgusting
penis in front of me, I really wanted to slap it to pieces, or even cut it off with a knife.

"Not bad." The man pursed his lips and said, snapping his fingers casually, the sound reaching my
ears .

[Huh... Master?]

"Master!" I stood up, looking at the man in front of me with surprise and delight, my eyes sparkling, and shouted.

Then, I pursed my lips, tasting a familiar flavor, and immediately asked my master, "Master,
have you given me breakfast? Thank you, Master!"

"But, when did I eat it? Why don't I remember?" In my joy, I
couldn't help but wonder.

"Nothing strange about it, come and keep me company." My master stood up from the sofa and walked towards the dining table.
I hurriedly followed, glancing at my master's penis that kept appearing in my field of vision,
feeling both excited and nervous.

My master plopped down in the chair, taking a small step back to create a small gap between himself and the table—
just enough for one person to squeeze in.

I understood his intention; we'd done this many times before. I stood beside him,
blushing , clutching the hem of my apron, feigning embarrassment yet also desire. Finally, I
pulled up the apron and said in a shy yet alluring voice, "Master~, this little kitten wants it down there~"

Seeing my reaction, especially with my already dripping slit, my master became excited again.
His limp penis sprang to life like a fish leaping, eagerly awaiting
its entry. Even after seeing it so many times, I still can't resist. What a terrible master I am!

Seeing his reaction, without waiting for his command, I obediently straddled him. I
aligned my vagina with my master's penis, but didn't sit down immediately. Instead, I turned and picked up the plate
and fork from the table, then looked back at my master, picked up a fried egg, and fed it to him. At the same time,
I slowly sat down.

As I watched my master swallow the fried egg I gave him, his penis penetrated my vagina,
venturing deep inside, even reaching my uterus. That was
a place even my husband had never been, yet my master had entered so easily. I didn't feel a pang of guilt; instead, I felt
a little excited.

"Ah~" I couldn't help but cry out, gripping the fork tightly. My master's penis was still
so big, it felt like my vagina was about to burst. Even though it had happened several times already, each time I
felt this pleasurable fullness.

"Cat slave... your vagina... is still so... tight!" My master
mumbled , but I was delighted.

"Thank you for the compliment, Master... Ah~ Master~ Don't be so forceful right away~" I
was just expressing my gratitude to my master when I felt his hands gripping my ample buttocks.
He lifted me up then sat down, and I cooperated by pushing with my thighs to make things easier for him. This
had happened many times before, but I hadn't expected him to be so vigorous today, as if he were on
stimulants . With his size, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

"Master~ Master... you... like this... I can't... feed you~ Ah... ah..." I
pleaded with him indirectly, hoping he would let me go for the time being.

He thought for a moment, nodded, and swallowed the fried egg in his mouth. His movements immediately slowed down.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but my movements didn't slow down. I continued to suck in his
penis at my own pace, maintaining my lustful state and ensuring his enjoyment.

I picked up a piece of vegetable salad and held it to my master's mouth, but she lowered her head first, using her mouth to
lift the apron covering my ample breasts, letting it rest between them, and then bit down on my large, round breast.

"Master~ I haven't produced milk yet~" I explained in a coquettish voice, so as not to anger her,
since it was a physiological reason; how could I have breast milk if I wasn't pregnant?

However, seeing that my master ignored my explanation and continued to enjoy her breasts, I
didn't dare say anything more, and could only endure the stimulation from both parts, quietly waiting for her to finish enjoying my body.

I sat on my master's lap, holding a plate in one hand and a fork in the other, my legs
pushing hard so that her penis would thrash inside my vagina, while she lay on top of me, earnestly sucking my
breasts. I tilted my head back, silently enduring, the moans that escaped my lips were merely to arouse her
.

After a period of intense passion, my master ejaculated his precious semen into my body.
The feeling of my womb being filled was always wonderful, like a life about to be conceived within me.
However, before I could fully savor the sensation, my master suddenly clapped his hands together in front of me.
A loud "smack" rang in my ears, and I immediately lost consciousness.

In my hazy state, I seemed to hear my master say, "Forget me here and everything I did here."
"I don't find anything strange about my condition, and I need to focus on my work at Chu Long Company..."

In a daze, I woke up to find myself sitting on the sofa. I glanced at the clock in the living room and
realized it was already time for work. I quickly took off my apron, gathered my pajamas from the floor between the living room and kitchen
, went back to my dorm to put on my work clothes, and prepared to leave. Oh right, I can't
forget to put a band-aid on my genitals; there are a lot of perverts on the subway, so this should help prevent
it. But I don't know why there's white fluid leaking out, making it hard to apply the band-aid.

Outside, the man walked away from Qi Jingming's house, his mood extremely high. For
someone with such a high sex drive, two ejaculations in the morning were enough to alleviate his lust and allow him to concentrate better on his work.

After walking for a while, the man stopped, looked back at Qi Jingming's house, and muttered, "Being able to play with such
a top-notch woman is truly a blessing from my past life. And her son actually has a talent for hypnosis. Perfect, I'll leave the other employee 　　 of
Chu Long Company to him; he likes her anyway." 　　The man's name was Cheng Xinyi, a full-time hypnotist. He had hypnotized countless , with virtually no failures. Qi Jingming's mother was one of his slaves, and even Qi Jingming himself was one of his successful hypnotic cases. Compared to amateurs like Qi Jingming, Cheng Xinyi's hypnotic techniques were more refined and skillful. Qi Jingming's hypnotic methods required multiple hypnotic steps to gradually deepen the hypnosis until complete enslavement was achieved; however, Cheng Xinyi's method was much simpler. Although he still needed to use incense to complete the hypnosis, he only needed one session to perfectly enslave his target without any side effects. In other words, for Cheng Xinyi now, all he needs to do is carry the necessary incense with him, find a secluded spot for his prey to smell it, and with a little hypnotic guidance, he can directly obtain a new slave. 　　At this moment, the incredibly powerful Cheng Xinyi has just left Qi Jingming's house. After enjoying the services of his cat slave, he is now heading to his studio—a psychological treatment center—to begin his work for the day. 　　You might wonder, if Cheng Xinyi is so powerful, why does he need to open such a studio to restrict himself ? Why doesn't he just hunt for prey on the streets and do whatever he wants? 　　The fundamental reason is that as a member of society, Cheng Xinyi cannot isolate himself from society. His hypnosis is very powerful, but not powerful enough to challenge the state. To conceal his true intentions, Cheng Xinyi has to open this treatment center. 　　Of course, this is only the fundamental reason for his survival. Another important reason prompts Cheng Xinyi to open such a treatment center is to be able to come into contact with all sorts of beautiful women, many of whom have some psychological issues. These psychological issues became the key to Cheng Xinyi's intimacy with them. Beautiful women, unsuspecting, are more easily hypnotized, a convenient condition that explains why many hypnosis texts feature psychologists as the practitioners . 　　After opening this psychological treatment center, Cheng Xinyi began his working life. After a period of hard work, his business flourished, earning him a considerable amount of money and acquiring many "slaves," making his life very comfortable . However, Cheng Xinyi wasn't blinded by this success. He understood that simply waiting for his prey to come to him was enough; he shouldn't ask for anything more, or he might get into trouble. 　　Just then, fate played a trick on Cheng Xinyi, presenting him with a tremendous opportunity . About six months ago, the well-known Chulong Company approached him. Chulong Company hoped Cheng Xinyi could cooperate with them to provide one-on-one psychological counseling to their female employees, agreeing to have one female employee receive counseling each week. During the cooperation discussions, Cheng Xinyi had the opportunity to meet the female assistant —a rather beautiful woman. Although Cheng Xinyi was content, he was getting a little tired of playing . He still longed to try something new, and since the other party hadn't made any unreasonable demands, he agreed. 　　"I've been busy lately, and the recruitment period has just passed," Cheng Xinyi stretched, then walked up the stairs towards his studio. "Let's see which beauty is fortunate enough to become my slave?" 　　After reaching the third floor, Cheng Xinyi saw a young man in a suit standing quietly at the door, waiting patiently. When he saw Cheng Xinyi, he immediately went to greet him respectfully but somewhat anxiously, saying, "Teacher, you're finally back. The female employee from Chulong has been here for quite a while." 　　"So fast?" Cheng Xinyi was also a little surprised, but having seen it all, he remained calm and slowly asked his apprentice and assistant, "Don't rush, tell me what happened." 　　"This female employee recently joined Chulong Company. She's 90 out of 100 in looks, has a great figure, I'd estimate a D-cup , but she's very arrogant. It took me a long time to calm her down. She's now in the hypnosis room, and we've lit the aromatherapy for you, Teacher." The man reported simply, without hiding anything from his observations and actions. 　　"Well done, Xiaoyang," Cheng Xinyi nodded, looking at his apprentice with great appreciation, and instructed , "I'll handle the rest. You keep watch at the door and don't let anyone in." 　　"Yes, Teacher." The man called Xiaoyang bowed and obeyed, opening the door for Cheng Xinyi to enter. During this process, the man noticed a tattoo on Cheng Xinyi's neck. The tattoo depicted a dragon head biting a dragon ball, but the ball wasn't fully round, as if it were tightly encased and unable to struggle. 　　Entering his studio, Cheng Xinyi didn't rush to the hypnosis room to hypnotize Instead, he stood motionless at the doorway, surveying his studio. Cheng Xinyi's studio was circular and quite spacious, with ample natural light since it was morning. The layout was also carefully considered: a round-cornered wooden table faced the door, flanked by two equally smooth wooden chairs, Cheng Xinyi's chair further away from the door. The wallpaper was green, creating a soft atmosphere. Bookshelves surrounded the room, filled with brightly colored books, mostly psychology titles. Next to the bookshelves was a stereo system playing...

The music was incredibly soothing, its sound exceptionally calming. A diffuser sat on the wooden table,
filling the air with a faint, cool fragrance that could
soothe even the most agitated person.

Cheng Xinyi knew the studio's layout intimately; he wasn't there to explore his own space,
but rather to calm himself and prepare for hypnotizing others.

Feeling his emotions subside, he walked to the hypnosis room door, took a pill from
a drawer , swallowed a single pill, and then pushed
open the door.

The hypnosis room also had a fragrance, almost identical to the one outside, seemingly
indistinguishable . However, Cheng Xinyi knew this fragrance was different—it was the aromatherapy he used for hypnosis,
containing an ingredient that could guide consciousness. Ignoring the fragrance for now, Cheng Xinyi glanced inside.
In the cramped space, a blonde woman in formal attire lay on a medical chair
, seemingly asleep.

However, Cheng Xinyi knew she wasn't.

He slowly approached, not wanting his actions to ruin everything, but he also
didn't forget to admire this beauty who was about to become his newest slave. This woman truly
deserved the title "beautiful." Her fair skin was spotless, and although her eyes were closed,
the position and shape of her features perfectly complemented her face. Her golden hair appeared to be dyed, but it
enhanced her beauty. Her figure was also impeccable; the clothing covering her body was
wrinkle-free, perfectly hugging her curves. Her large breasts, hidden beneath her formal attire, looked as if they were
about to burst out, and the length of her business skirt was just right, allowing a glimpse of what lay beneath.

"Xiao Yang's judgment was correct; she's indeed an exceptional individual," Cheng Xinyi muttered to himself in
a voice . He then walked behind the female employee, confirmed that her hands were close to his own body temperature,
and gently pressed his fingers on her temples, beginning her hypnosis.

Cheng Xinyi's hypnosis technique can be summarized as eliminating wariness and accepting everything. In other words, once the hypnotized person's
wariness is completely gone, everything about her can be controlled by Cheng Xinyi. However, based on Cheng Xinyi's years of
experience, the female employee at this moment hadn't completely eliminated her wariness. Her furrowed brow was the best proof; it wasn't
furrowed nor fully relaxed—a state of instinctive wariness.

Therefore, Cheng Xinyi's first task was to dissipate this slight wariness.

"Imagine yourself standing on the beach, your bare feet sinking into the soft, warm sand," Cheng Xinyi
said in his deliberately practiced, gentle yet magnetic voice. "The gentle sunlight warms your body,
making you feel cozy, and gradually you'll feel a slight heat. Then, a wave crashes onto the sand,
submerging your ankles, washing away the heat and calming your heart."

Cheng Xinyi had used this phrase many times; it was very effective on people who were instinctively wary
, unless it touched a raw nerve. But clearly, the woman before him didn't fit
that description. The woman's straight eyebrows began to curve upwards, her tightly closed lips parted slightly, revealing a small gap,
and her breathing became steady, almost inaudible.

Seeing this expression, Cheng Xinyi took a deep breath, his tension lessening somewhat.
Although this wasn't the first arrogant woman he'd encountered, it was certainly the first he'd won over so easily
.

After calming himself down, Cheng Xinyi removed his hand from the female employee's temple and began to consider
what kind of slave he wanted to transform her into. After some thought and consideration, Cheng Xinyi had an idea. He moved
closer to the woman again and began to set instructions for her.

"Listen carefully to what I say. Every word you say from now on will be implanted deep in your consciousness
, influencing your thought patterns at all times."

"First, open your eyes and look at me, imprinting my image deep in your consciousness."

The female employee slowly opened her eyes, her pupils dilated to their limit, completely devoid of any trace of soul
. The female employee moved her eyes, turning her gaze toward Cheng Xinyi, looking at him intently.

Cheng Xinyi had experienced this many times before, so he didn't pay much attention and continued, "
Second , remember how you feel right now. When you see my hands clapping in front of you and hear the sound of clapping,
you will return to this state and await my instructions."

"Third, maintain your proud personality, but now you have become my slave. You will
unconditionally accept any of my commands and actions in your own way, and you will not find my commands and actions strange."

"The instructions should be... you will do your best for Chulong Company and execute the orders of Chulong Company
Chairman Chu Xuanting before my orders."

"Oh, and one last thing. When I say 'treatment over,' you will wake up from
the ."

Throughout the entire process, apart from Cheng Xinyi speaking, there was no other voice, like a one-man show
. There was no feedback from anyone, making it difficult to judge whether it was successful. However, having gone through this process several times
, Cheng Xinyi was already used to it. In fact, this silence was the best response, because a response
meant the other party was essentially obeying his will. In such cases, the implantation of commands was never perfect,
meaning the other party could potentially become aware of it—something Cheng Xinyi didn't want to see, even though the chances were slim.

Cheng Xinyi cleared his throat, walked to the aromatherapy diffuser, and put it away to avoid arousing the female employee's suspicion.
Then he called out to her, "Treatment complete."

The female employee's pupils returned to normal, and the next moment she sat up abruptly, looking around as if
startled . She saw Cheng Xinyi pouring tea not far away.

The female employee frowned and coldly and sharply questioned, "Who are you? Why are you here? Are you
trying to do something to me?!"

Hearing this, Cheng Xinyi was startled, almost thinking he had been discovered, but he managed to regain his composure.
With his mind at ease, he said calmly, "I'm the doctor here. I just came in. Don't be nervous. I don't intend to
do anything to you."

"Don't intend to do anything? Why should I believe you!" The female employee frowned, her heart filled with wariness. She
slowly stood up, then walked to the medical recliner and stared intently at Cheng Xinyi.

Cheng Xinyi had seen people become wary after waking from hypnosis before, but he had never seen anyone
so . He guessed it was due to her arrogant personality. However, Cheng Xinyi wasn't too nervous. On one hand,
he believed his hypnosis technique was sound; on the other hand, they hadn't even started yet, so even if it failed, he
wouldn't bear any responsibility.

"Don't be nervous, and don't be afraid. I really am the doctor here, Cheng Xinyi. Please sit on the bed first,
and then we can talk slowly," Cheng Xinyi said slowly, his voice calm, avoiding provoking the female employee.

"What right do you have to order me around? You're just a lowly doctor. I'm going to be someone important!"
the female employee said, her tone becoming arrogant and full of contempt. "However, I'm a little tired too. I
can sit down and rest for a bit, and maybe see what you're up to!"

The female employee crossed her arms and sat down on the bedside, crossing her legs to avoid Cheng Xinyi's peeping.

Cheng Xinyi just smiled at the female employee's little actions, not taking them to heart. But
the female employee saw Cheng Xinyi's smile and took it to heart.

"What are you laughing at?" the female employee asked coldly, her gaze like a sharp blade piercing Cheng Xinyi's chest,
but she immediately changed her tone, "Hurry up and do what you need to do, I'm in a hurry."

As she spoke, the female employee glanced at her phone intentionally or unintentionally, showing an anxious expression on her face, but to others,
this was clearly an excuse.

"Don't rush me," Cheng Xinyi said, feeling he was about to get into her rhythm, quickly trying to ease
the tension. Then, after a moment's thought, he said, "Okay, first spread your legs apart, in an 'M' shape, and I'll check
your underwear."

"Is this what you want me to do? Make it clear first, I'm leaving after I'm done, don't stop me!" The female employee
glanced at Cheng Xinyi with haughty eyes and said coldly, then stepped back, leaning against the wall,
her legs spread in an 'M' shape, her black lace underwear exposed to the public.

[Black lace?! How haughty!] Cheng Xinyi thought to himself, picking up a stool and moving closer to the female
employee .

Seeing Cheng Xinyi approach, her gaze kept drifting towards her crotch, a strange sense of unease rising within her
, and she wanted to close her legs.

However, Cheng Xinyi spoke first, "Don't move, this is part of the inspection."

"Part of the inspection?" The female employee clearly couldn't believe such a reason, but her body
complied, obediently keeping her legs from closing.

When Cheng Xinyi walked up to the female employee, put down the chair, and carefully looked at her underwear,
the female employee subconsciously blushed and warned sternly, "If this is really part of the inspection, then you're being
properly inspected. No fidgeting, do you hear me!"

Cheng Xinyi raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't move, I'm starting the inspection. The process will be a little
unbearable ."

After saying that, Cheng Xinyi raised his hand and used his fingers to push aside the obstructing fabric, seeing the female employee's butterfly-shaped vulva.
He was somewhat delighted, and then the fingers of his other hand directly probed into the small crevice, like a small snake twisting its body
as it went in.

"Hmph! It's just an inspection, what's the big deal... um~" The female employee thought Cheng Xinyi was just bluffing and
didn't take it seriously at all. But before she could finish speaking, the sensation in her vagina felt like a lightning bolt
exploding inside her body, making her want to cry out. However, it was obvious that the female employee had experienced
similar , and she immediately covered her mouth with her hand, silencing her.

But Cheng Xinyi wasn't deaf, how could he not hear her? Cheng Xinyi looked up and asked with a smile, "
The reaction was quite intense, are you alright?"

"How could I be alright!" The female employee replied without fear, but the flush on her face, like that of someone in heat,
betrayed her true feelings.

"Bear with it, it's coming." Cheng Xinyi straightened his bent middle finger and, along with his index finger, probed into this
little passage that had never been touched before.

"Ugh ugh ugh~" The female employee, trying to hold on, clenched her fists tightly, closed her mouth, and even closed her eyes.
But because it was the first time she had experienced that kind of stimulation, the female employee still couldn't resist, and a
whimper . The female employee's vagina began to flow with juices under Cheng Xinyi's teasing, her legs lifted and her thighs trembling.

"Now show me your breasts," Cheng Xinyi suddenly ordered, staring at the female employee's face.

"Th-th-what... um~ what's there to see!" the female employee said retortly while
suppressing .

Seeing Cheng Xinyi's staring eyes, the female employee felt insulted. Her pride soared
as she began to unbutton her clothes, saying fiercely, "You want to see, huh? Ugh~ then I'll let you see as much as
you want !"

In a fit of pique, the female employee quickly pulled the fabric of her clothes aside, pulling her bra
down to expose her breasts. She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and shouted, "See? Have
you seen enough?!"

Then, just as the female employee finished speaking, Cheng Xinyi pounced on
her breasts like a hungry tiger, one hand kneading one breast while his mouth began to bite the other.

"Wait... wait a minute... I didn't tell you... um..." The female employee, who had initially tried to struggle, felt the dual stimulation of her vagina and
breasts and instantly lost control, instinctively crying out. Her body trembled, and her hands fell limply to
her sides, offering no resistance.

"Come on, tell me how you feel right now." Cheng Xinyi paused, threw out a sentence, and continued
sucking .

"Why should I tell you! Ah~" The female employee still wanted to resist proudly, but in that instant,
Cheng Xinyi's actions quickened, and the pleasure instantly overwhelmed her reason, causing her to begin to "
talk nonsense" in a daze.

"No~ don't... ah~ ah~ too... too intense... ah~ ah!"

"Stop~ Please~ Ahhh...no...hurry...stop~ I...I can't take it anymore
~"

"Why...why is this happening...I...I didn't want to...um~ like this~" "　　So 　　hot

~ So hot~I can't take it~I can't take it anymore~ Ah~ Ah ~ 　　Ahh ... Standing next to Cheng Xinyi, Xiao Yang was unsure of his master's intentions. He didn't have any particular needs; he just wanted a job. 　　"Ring ring," the phone rang. Xiao Yang immediately answered, hearing a woman's voice, somewhat domineering and impatient: "Is Cheng Xinyi there?" 　　"Yes," Xiao Yang replied immediately, then looked up at Cheng Xinyi and called out, "Master, it's for you." 　　"For me?" Cheng Xinyi was puzzled. He got up, walked over, took the phone, and asked, "This is Cheng Xinyi. Who are you?" 　　"Cheng Xinyi, come to the company." The woman's voice rang in Cheng Xinyi's ear, and for a moment, Cheng Xinyi's pupils dilated. 　　 Part Two end

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