*Entrapping My Dreams 1-2

Chapter 1: The Skill Ring

"A yellow, old lamp, time silently lingers by."

Listening to a song from many years ago, Huang Xing stood on the rooftop, reminiscing about his life.

Having worked in a state-owned enterprise for nearly twenty years, the thirty-eight-year-old Huang Xing was fired for assaulting his boss.

But he didn't regret it. Perhaps it was because of some flaws in his personality that he
had failed at everything from high school and university to marriage and work. His inferiority complex stemming from his impoverished childhood made him shrink back even when given opportunities in love and
career .

He remembered liking this song because he had a crush on a girl from middle school to university, but
later he gradually discovered that she was nothing more than a vain, manipulative woman. Besides, she wasn't tall or
particularly pretty. He didn't know why he had fallen for her; love is irrational.

Scenes from his youth flashed through Huang Xing's mind, making him feel increasingly desolate. He wondered
how the good girls he had missed were doing now, and who they were moaning under.

Below the skyscrapers, cars and people thronged; in the night, countless lights shone; the city was bustling, overflowing with materialism. Where could a
nobody like me find a place to enjoy life? Huang Xing pondered bitterly. Standing on the edge of the building's rooftop, anyone who didn't know better
would think someone was contemplating suicide, but Huang Xing didn't have the courage to do so
. He could only sigh, finding a meager solace.

"I should go back. I need to rest for a few days before looking for work." After all, he still had to support his family. Thinking of his young
son, Huang Xing felt an even greater sense of responsibility.

Just as he was about to turn back, a black hole appeared in front of him. Huang Xing couldn't brake in time and crashed
into it .

"Hey! Don't push me! Damn it!" It seemed like he had bumped into someone. Huang Xing reached out to pull them up, but because
he was already moving forward with inertia, it turned into a push, and then they disappeared on the rooftop along with the black hole.

The next day, nothing happened. Huang Xing's parents and lover seemed to have forgotten him, as if he had never existed in this
world ...

Surrounded by darkness, Huang Xing hastily grabbed a hand, but a tremendous force pulled them away,
forcing him to let go. However, he seemed to have snatched a round metal object from the other person's finger; it felt like
a ring. Having never experienced such a supernatural event before, Huang Xing instinctively put it on. The surroundings began
to regain color, the space felt like it was vibrating, and the vibrations grew stronger. It felt as if a huge rock had struck his head, and
Huang Xing immediately lost consciousness.

When he awoke, Huang Xing found himself lying in a rice paddy, with a man lying unconscious beside him.
Huang Xing was afraid to approach. He stood up and looked around, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen the place somewhere before.

Then, a black hole appeared before Huang Xing again. A slender, white leg stepped out of the black hole first
, followed by a woman.

Two black strips of cloth draped over her fair shoulders, covering her nipples, areolas, and
half of her breasts along her plump, white breasts. They then converged at her genitals, barely concealing her vital parts. Apart from this,
she was naked. Huang Xing's throat went dry; he could even hear himself swallowing.

The woman glanced at him, then looked around. When she noticed the other unconscious man, her expression changed,
and she vanished from her spot, reappearing beside him.

"Am I seeing things?" Huang Xing rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it. Had he just teleported?

The woman checked on the man; his face had turned pale. He paced back and forth, his lips trembling
, muttering something unintelligible.

Now, Huang Xing could observe the woman closely. Standing to her side, he could clearly see her beautiful S-shaped
curves. She was about 1.7 meters tall, with a high, straight nose, fair skin with a rosy glow, and a white neck
that beckoned men to kiss her. Her breasts were tightly bound by black cloth, resembling oval meat patties that seemed about to overflow
with juice. Her buttocks were pert and shapely, swaying with each step, while her thighs were firm and smooth
. Her feet were snow-white, with black toenails like jewels set in her toes, drawing attention.

"Are you...are you alright?" Out of concern, and also out of admiration for her beauty, Huang Xing asked the woman.

The woman stopped at the sound of his voice, turned to face him, and tilted her head. Her ruby-rimmed lips
slightly upturned, revealing teeth as white as mutton fat, and her waist-length black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Huang Xing only thought the woman was beautiful and charming, especially when she smiled; he felt as if his soul was being stolen away
. But he had seen too few women. Coming from a poor family and struggling academically, Huang Xing harbored a deep-seated
inferiority complex He couldn't even look at pretty girls directly, and thus couldn't find the words to describe
how beautiful a woman could be.

Lost in his own beauty, Huang Xing suddenly found a woman's enchanting face close before him, accompanied by
a . He slowly looked down and saw a delicate, white wrist deeply embedded in his chest,
blood streaming down his t-shirt and soaking his pants.

"You…" Huang Xing's eyes widened, bewildered as to why the woman wanted to kill him, or
how she had done it. He only knew he was about to die. Slowly, he reached out his left hand, wanting to touch the woman before him.
It all happened so fast, like a dream.

Halfway up his hand, a flash of golden light appeared—the ring he had been wearing earlier.

"How is this possible? How do you have a skill ring?" The woman's face was filled with disbelief,
tinged a hint of fear.

The woman took out her right hand, looked at the heart in her hand, slowly crushed it, and licked
the blood off her hand. "Hehe, as expected, even the blood of those low-dimensional vermin stinks!" Huang Xing could sense that the woman seemed even
happier and more excited.

So what if he awakened a golden skill? As long as he was killed before the activation conditions were met, he
was nothing to fear, the woman thought slowly. Clearly, this vermin's skill ring must have originated from the young master, but
skill rings aren't easily removed and changed hosts. Could it be that something went wrong
when ? The woman couldn't find an answer. She couldn't imagine that the young master
had been pushed into the dimensional rift before he even emerged, and then arrived at a new point in time. In the rift...
In the midst of spatial turbulence, all energy is suppressed, with only the skill ring offering a meager protection against its effects.
However, even this protection is currently in a purely defensive state. If the ring changes hands and a stable space is restored, the host will be
replaced . Huang Xing obtained the ring by chance and became its host.

The woman, following the young master, discovered the landing time was incorrect, causing a slight delay.
She was horrified to find the young master lifeless and decided to kill the man before her to have an explanation. Unexpectedly, this turned out to
be a lucky coincidence; Huang Xing was, in a sense, the murderer.

The golden light in Huang Xing's hand hadn't completely dissipated, and an even greater golden radiance enveloped his entire body. The woman, sensing
the aura emanating from the man before her, wanted to worship him.

Huang Xing slowly stood up, covered in blood, but strangely, his wounds had healed, and his energy and consciousness
had returned to normal. Looking at the beautiful woman staring at him with wide eyes, a sense of intimacy arose within him, and he unconsciously
reached out to touch her small face.

"You...I..." The woman didn't stop the man's hand from stroking her face. A struggle flickered in her eyes, but
she finally smiled, a charming smile appearing on her lips. She slowly knelt down and softly murmured, "Master."

Once Huang Xing met the conditions for skill awakening, he instantly knew the skill he had awakened, its usage
, and all the knowledge about it. The skill images projected into his mind like a complete system image, and Huang Xing slowly
began to study them.

He held a golden skill ring, which would definitely awaken the rarest golden skill. However...
the skill he had awakened was truly unique.

"What's your name?" Huang Xing asked, looking at the beautiful woman kneeling before him.

"Young Master used to call me Feng'er because my skill is Speed Star," Feng'er said softly
, looking up at Huang Xing with a gentle smile. She then removed the purple ring from her hand, held it above her head, and
presented it to Huang Xing.

Huang Xing examined the ring, and immediately, various skill data related to the purple ring appeared.

Unlike gold skills, purple and lower-level skills only have a single skill. For example, Feng'er's Speed Star
only has one acceleration skill. Huang Xing's gold skill, Enslavement, should be called Enslavement-type Skill. Besides the main skill that can be used after
awakening , there is a series of auxiliary enslavement skills, but none of them can be used at the beginning.

Huang Xing looked back and forth between the ring and the girl, and tentatively said, "If I don't give you this ring,
will you be like an ordinary person?"

Upon hearing this, Feng'er's face instantly turned pale, and she didn't dare to raise her head, saying in a trembling voice, "Yes,
Master ."

In fact, Huang Xing just wanted to test whether his enslavement skill was really effective. Now that he saw the beautiful woman who wanted to kill him
before was trembling when she spoke, it meant that the skill was effective.

Huang Xing looked at the full system projection again. Enslavement-type, gold skill, activation condition: inject
bodily fluids other than sweat into the body of a higher-dimensional creature; awakened skill, enslavement (1/2): the creature injected with bodily fluids
(excluding sweat) by the skill holder will submit mentally, but the individual consciousness of the creature will still exist.

Telepathic Communication, unlock condition: number of enslaved creatures reaches 2; able to
communicate , enslavement limit +1. Physical Modification: …………

…………

There's much more below, but Huang Xing isn't really interested in reading it right now; he's more interested in the beautiful Feng'er in front of him
.

"I was just kidding, here you go." Huang Xing returned the ring to Feng'er, whose anxious heart
finally settled, and she gratefully accepted the ring.

"But your name isn't very nice, let me give you a new one." Huang Xing began to exercise his
rights .

"Please bestow a name upon me, Master!" Feng'er knelt with the backs of her hands on her head, extremely devout.

Feng'er, Feng'er, how about Feng'er? Suddenly remembering a beautiful figure from his past life, Huang Xing murmured:
"From now on, you'll be called Yun Feng."

"Thank you for bestowing a name upon me, Master!" From then on, Feng'er was called Yun Feng.

"Get up, I still have some questions for you." Huang Xing, after all, had never been a slave owner, nor was he an emperor,
and wasn't used to treating people unequally. He had only just been testing the reliability of his skill, and after achieving his goal,
even when speaking to slaves, he still wanted to treat them equally.

Yun Feng slowly stood up, her revealing clothing causing Huang Xing's eyes to widen in surprise. She smiled coquettishly,
swaying . With her hands behind her head, she was completely unconcerned about Huang Xing's burning gaze, boldly seducing him. She was completely
devoid of the docility she had shown before her master.

"What a little vixen!" Huang Xing touched his nose, thankfully there was no blood. This must be what the enslavement skill meant by
preserving individual consciousness and not distorting personality. Yun Feng was still Yun Feng, only now she had him as her master.

Now was not the time, Huang Xing suppressed his desire: "Tell me what exactly happened, and
who was that man?" As he spoke, he pointed to the man not far away, who should now be a corpse.

After half an hour of conversation, Huang Xing shared his experiences, and through a question-and-answer session,
the clues .

The deceased man was from a higher-dimensional space, a young master from a wealthy and powerful family.
That dimension was similar to Huang Xing's, also a technologically advanced civilization. However, in
its long evolution, skill rings appeared, greatly enhancing individual combat capabilities. Skill rings
also evolved, developing gold, purple, blue, green, and white skills based on their rarity. Almost all
skills, while enabling the impossible, also had inexplicable side effects
or limitations.

For example, Huang Xing's enslavement skill was theoretically the most powerful gold skill, but everyone who had ever
obtained it chose to awaken a gold ring to overwrite the skill, as the activation conditions were impossible to meet. The young
master's dimension was already the highest dimension in their technological research, and because different dimensions
might have different civilizations—for example, a world with a magic civilization versus a world with a cultivation civilization—
joint research was impossible. Therefore, since the appearance of skill rings, this enslavement skill has only existed
in textbooks and various skill files, and has never had an actual owner.

As for the side effects, for example, Yunfeng's purple skill "Star of Speed" will make the owner addicted to the bodily fluids of the opposite sex
. If they don't drink the bodily fluids of the opposite sex every once in a while, they will experience withdrawal symptoms similar to drug withdrawal.

The young master has just come of age and received a golden skill ring from his father. He should have awakened the skill
immediately after , but who knew that the young master would have such a bad idea and insist on going to a lower plane first, so Huang Xing got
a great advantage.

"Then why did you come here?" As he spoke, one hand was already holding Yunfeng, and the other hand
was drawing circles on the black cloth strip in front of his chest.

Yunfeng glanced at Huang Xing shyly, her big eyes seeming to be overflowing with spring water. "Hmm... because all the major
families want rainbow skills, they have their disciples create skill rings in lower planes. Half of
the skill rings below orange level are created in lower planes."

"Rainbow skills? Creating rings? What are rainbow skills? Creating rings... um!" Before he could finish speaking,
Yunfeng's lips were already pressed against his, her fragrant tongue like a small snake darting around in his mouth.

The smacking sounds between their lips lingered for a long time, and Huang Xing felt his mouth overflowing with sweet saliva. Through the black cloth strip, he vigorously kneaded
Yunfeng's breasts.

"Hmm... Master... so comfortable..." The lips connected by silk threads slowly parted, Yunfeng's small mouth panting softly, her breath sweet as
orchids, "Master's saliva is so delicious, hehe."

Huang Xing had never seen such a scene before, and felt his lower body hard as iron. He was about to tear open the black cloth
strip on the slut's chest to reveal her fragrant breasts.

"Beep beep!" The vibration sound in his pocket rang. Huang Xing felt strange and took it out of his pocket to check.
It was actually the cell phone he had used twenty years ago! The caller ID showed the name of his childhood friend whom he hadn't seen in years!

But enough unbelievable things had already happened today, so he immediately pressed the answer button and held the phone to his ear.
Before he could even hear the voice coming from the receiver, he felt a wet, slippery sensation in his other ear. It turned out that Yunfeng's small mouth was pressed against Huang Xing
's ear, her soft tongue licking his ear, her two hands tightly holding Huang Xing's other arm, her breasts
pressed against his , her pert buttocks high, as if waiting for another man to pluck her tender chrysanthemum.

"Hmm... hello... hello..." Huang Xing endured this strange stimulation and prepared to talk to his childhood friend.

"How's it going? Ready? You'll see Li Jia at the class reunion tomorrow, aren't you so excited you
can't sleep ? Hehe."

Li Jia? Class reunion? Huang Xing then slowly looked at his body and clothes, and then looked around.
Yunfeng's arms were wrapped around his neck, licking his face and neck like a puppy.

Huang Xing had to believe he had returned to the past. He was indeed too excited to sleep, but not
because of the scheming Li Jia, but because of the little vixen beside him.

"Ah, haha, yeah, oh right, I'll bring one more person tomorrow, I'm a little
nervous , ha...haha..."

The little vixen slowly started talking about Huang Xing's blood-stained t-shirt, lightly licking his nipple, tilting her head back and looking at Huang Xing
seductively , a mischievous smile clearly in her eyes.

"Who are you bringing?" his childhood friend Liu Yang asked.

"Bring...ah...my sister, my cousin, she came...came to visit me, ha...haha..." Huang Xing
felt his tongue getting tied in knots.

"Oh, then let's walk together downstairs at 8:30 tomorrow! You seemed a bit strange talking today."

"Okay...okay, nothing, it's a bit cold outside! I'll hang up now." Huang Xing looked at Yun Feng, who
had already taken off her pants and was engrossed in playing PUBG, thinking, "If you're on the phone while being played PUBG, you'll talk
strangely too. "

After hanging up, he placed his hands directly on Yun Feng's head and began thrusting vigorously.

"You teased me on the phone, you played PUBG, I'll let you play!" Huang Xing was so
enjoying himself that he couldn't be gentle with her anymore, only feeling his penis being sucked in a vortex, feeling incredibly sore and pleasurable.

Yunfeng hugged Huang Xing's buttocks, sucking his entire penis into her mouth, making "woo-woo" sounds from time to time. The rapid, deep
thrusting caused his testicles to slap against Yunfeng's chin repeatedly. His pubic hair got into Yunfeng's nostrils, making her feel a little
itchy. This itchy feeling, along with the smell of urine from the man's crotch, spread throughout her body, slowly
gathering at the entrance of her vagina, turning into a tingling itch. Her neglected honey hole was already overflowing, soaking through the black cloth strip,
dripping onto the mud on the bank of the rice paddy.

Huang Xing quickly tore off the cloth strip covering Yunfeng's beautiful body, thrusting into Yunfeng's mouth while enjoying the
sound of her huge breasts hitting his thighs, making a slapping sound, combined with the gurgling sounds from his mouth. An uninformed person
would think was having sex.

With his desires somewhat satisfied, Huang Xing slowly released his hands from Yun Feng's head. Yun Feng was finally
free. Still kneeling, her hands rested on her exposed breasts, her head tilted back slightly. She slowly released the penis
she was eating , licking it from the glans to the testicles with her tongue, then back again, looking at Huang Xing seductively:
"Master's cock is so delicious." As she spoke, she lightly teased the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue, letting out soft "mmm"
sounds .

The psychological thrill of conquest instantly brought Huang Xing to his physical climax. Feeling like he was about to explode, Huang Xing
pressed Yun Feng's head down and thrust it into her mouth again, pumping hard a few times before ejaculating
into .

The scene was utterly lewd. A thick, erect penis was inserted into the mouth of a naked, kneeling woman,
fully inserted, its base still twitching. A stream of thick, white
fluid dripped from her drooping, aroused lips, down her chin, and onto the floor. Her throat
throbbed as she struggled to swallow the semen.

The man, basking in pleasure, thrust forward, pressing her face tightly against his genitals,
as if trying to penetrate even deeper, or perhaps to prevent her from escaping the onslaught
.

The woman felt the man's ejaculation organs spasm within her mouth, a thick stream of fluid
shooting deep into her oral cavity, which
she swallowed without hesitation. However, the man's ejaculation was so intense that even with mental preparation, she couldn't fully cope, and some white fluid immediately
trickled from the corner of her mouth.

After firing the first shell, Huang Xing quickly pulled it out of her mouth and lifted her chin.
Slightly regaining her senses from the intense pleasure, Yunfeng knelt weakly before the man, cupping her
firm breasts in her hands. She squinted, tilting her pretty face upwards, her expression expectant as she gazed at his engorged member.

With the slave girl's beautiful eyelashes trembling, a torrent of semen
gushed , several streams following, the white, cloudy semen spraying onto her alluring face
and her full, lifted breasts. Several torrents flowed down her deep cleavage towards her lower body.

Opening her beautiful eyes, Yunfeng immediately revealed a joyful expression. Smiling at Huang Xing, she
wantonly licked the semen that had been ejaculated onto her red lips, then used her slender fingers to scoop up the thick semen still
flowing from her face and chest, savoring each drop.

"Master's semen tastes so strong, Yunnu will drink it every day from now on." Yunfeng smiled seductively, her face still bearing
a few traces of unwashed semen, looking incredibly lewd.

Feeling as if his balls were about to ejaculate, Huang Xing weakly slumped to the ground, and Yunfeng quickly scrambled up
to support him . Huang Xing looked embarrassed; his penis wasn't very big to begin with, only about 11 or 12 centimeters when erect, and now
he couldn't even stand up after ejaculating. He felt like he was being looked down upon, and blurted out, "You're so skilled, have you
done this many times for your young master?"

Huang Xing regretted it as soon as he said it; he still couldn't shake his quick-tongued habit, which
had offended many people in the past.

"Yunnu was always forced to do it by the young master before, never as wholeheartedly as she is to Master. From now on, Yunnu's
whole body belongs to Master, please don't despise me!" Yunfeng hurriedly explained, her face devoid of any seductive charm.
Her large eyes gazed at Huang Xing, misty and pitiful.

Huang Xing's heart stirred. He held Yun Feng naked in his arms and sighed, "I don't blame you. From now on, you
're mine. No one but me can touch you." Huang Xing had lived for nearly forty years; he knew which words to believe
and which not to. Before tonight, where could he find
a woman to say such things to please him? If he could change himself through the skill ring, he could certainly change
the people around him.

Yun Feng felt relieved; she was glad her master didn't dislike her. Her vixen-like confident
smile : "Does Master want Yun Nu now?" As she spoke, her jade fingers traveled from her honeyed spot to her breasts, climbing up to
her nipples, slowly kneading her cherry-like red nipples, and she began to moan softly again.

Huang Xing remembered the two skills he had checked in the skill system earlier, and coupled with the exhaustion from the unprecedented
stimulation , he resisted the urge to go straight to home base.

Thinking of tomorrow's class reunion, if he wasn't mistaken, Huang Xing should be eighteen years old now, having just finished his college entrance exams.
Huang Xing stood up and said to Yun Feng, "Go find some decent clothes to wear. Do you have any money?"
He reached , realizing that eighteen-year-old Huang Xing had no cash on him, and was embarrassed, unsure of what to say. Yun Feng said sweetly, "Master
, don't worry. With my skills, I can easily get a few clothes, right? Hehe!"

Seeing Yun Feng revert to her mischievous self, Huang Xing knew he didn't need to worry about her. Looking at
the faint lights in the distance of the fields, he felt a surge of excitement: Twenty years ago, I've returned!

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