The Soul-Stirring Dilapidated House [Complete] (Author: Unknown)

The journey to Peach Blossom Island was a tumultuous one, but the martial world was quietly undergoing changes. Those who endured countless hardships still didn't achieve their goals, but managed to return to the mainland alive. It was unclear when Hong Qigong's injuries would fully heal. Zhou Botong's return to the martial world was to find a balance, ensuring the disparity in strength between good and evil wasn't too great. Guo Jing, always exceptionally lucky, although he didn't completely achieve his wish of obtaining Huang Yaoshi's consent, had gradually become a top-tier master during his days and nights on Yanxia Island. His mastery of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, the Nine Yin Manual, and the Empty Fist was remarkable! Ouyang Ke, on the other hand, was unlucky. He was obsessed with Huang Rong, but instead of getting her, he injured his leg, almost losing his fertility. Fortunately, he managed to save his life.

During a nighttime visit to the palace, Guo Jing was nearly killed by Ouyang Feng and hid in a secret room in Qu Lingfeng's tavern in his hometown of Niujia Village to heal his wounds. Even the most secluded places are bustling with activity, attracting all sorts of characters who cause a ruckus. It's never quiet, and Guo Jing is completely oblivious, though Huang Rong can see everything clearly through the binoculars.

This is Cheng Yaojia's first time venturing out alone. Her heart is heavy with longing for him; the grown-up girl, once so shy, has suddenly become bold. Where is Guo Jing? Searching for him to the ends of the earth, when will it ever end? Her desire to see Guo Jing begins to waver. She should go home; she's really tired. There's a tavern ahead, though it looks rather dirty, but it should be a place to rest. Cheng Yaojia drags her weary feet over, hoping to rest, have some tea, and ideally, find a room to bathe and loosen her bound feet. Her feet are so sore; she regrets following the fashion of binding her feet like the women in the palace. Fashion isn't always good.

Ouyang Ke spotted Cheng Yaojia swaying towards him from afar and was delighted. Why was this shy and refined Miss Cheng wandering around by herself? Ouyang Ke was quite satisfied with Cheng Yaojia. Last time, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Hong Qigong had ruined things, preventing him from having a good time, but Cheng Yaojia's image was already in his memory. Although she wasn't as pure and ethereal as Huang Rong, Cheng Yaojia was a graceful and elegant young lady from a prominent family. Her appearance was exquisite, with delicate, arched eyebrows like willow branches; narrow eyes, as gentle as a crescent moon; a delicate nose; and most importantly, her small mouth was exceptionally charming, truly a touch of rosy cherry; even more remarkable was her plump and rounded figure, with tender, white flesh; her chin had an intriguing double jaw; and her whole being exuded a gentle and refined elegance. Jiangnan is beautiful. The women of Jiangnan are like water; they lack Huang Rong's mischievousness and Mu Nianci's weathered, worn-out beauty, but possess a fresh, elegant, shy, and refined charm, making one feel as if cleansed and warmed by a spring breeze. Having survived the crisis, Ouyang Ke was overjoyed. He hadn't touched a woman in a long time; heaven had opened its eyes and sent him such a beauty.

Lacking the courage to die, unwilling to leave this world she cherished, and lacking the courage to face it, Mu Nianci arrived at Niujia Village with a wounded and broken heart. This was her adoptive father's hometown. After burying their ashes, where would she go? She still couldn't forget Yang Kang; what a beautiful fairy tale he was. But did she still have the right to face him? Her body was so filthy that she hated herself. Although she had escaped Ouyang Ke's clutches, she always woke up from nightmares, and she had developed a masturbation habit, unable to fall asleep until she was completely exhausted. How long would this life continue?

Good heavens! Cheng Yaojia almost choked on the dusty smell of the dilapidated house. Could anyone eat in a place like this? But at least there were people there. Cheng Yaojia saw a man she couldn't quite place sitting in the corner of the room. He looked so pitiful; his legs disappeared below the knees. His gaze was so irritating, so rude of him to look at a girl like that. Seeing a stranger staring at her like that made Cheng Yaojia blush. She had only met a few men, and she had never experienced such a blatant scrutiny. She felt his gaze peeling away her clothes layer by layer, making her skin tighten. How could there be such a rude man in the world? A little shy, a little annoyed, but Cheng Yaojia decided to ignore him. "Shopkeeper? Is anyone here?" Still a little flustered, she raised her voice, but it still sounded like a mosquito's buzz. Ouyang Ke laughed, "Miss, am I not human?" Hearing Ouyang Ke's clearly teasing tone, Cheng Yaojia was even less inclined to pay him any attention. Seeing a chair, she walked over, took a handkerchief from her sleeve, and carefully wiped it clean. Then she sat down properly. Her legs were sore, her feet ached, she was hungry, and she had no energy. If only she had some water to drink! Now, Cheng Yaojia no longer expected this dilapidated tavern to have any fragrant tea. "Miss, I have wine and food here, won't you come and sit with me?" Cheng Yaojia's meticulousness was a charm quite different from that of the common women of the martial world. Her delicate demeanor was also very different from the flamboyant style of those who frequented the martial world. Ouyang Ke was even more amused. He had long heard of the elegance of the ladies of Jiangnan; it seemed he could enjoy Cheng Yaojia to his heart's content. Look at those small feet! Cheng Yaojia reached out and pressed her hand against her sword, genuinely flustered. This man was truly annoying.

"Shopkeeper, a bowl of noodles, please..." Mu Nianci walked into the tavern and saw Ouyang Ke and Cheng Yaojia. The shock was immense. When Ouyang Ke's gaze fell on her, Mu Nianci shivered. "Perfect timing. Now that we have a little beauty, another great beauty has arrived. Both beauties, come and drink with the young master." Ouyang Ke tapped his cane and blocked the doorway. "Miss, hurry and leave through the window! He's a villain!" Mu Nianci drew her single-edged sword, held it horizontally in front of her chest, and rushed to cover Cheng Yaojia. Of course, he wasn't a good person, but why was this girl so nervous? Cheng Yaojia was bewildered, but she involuntarily stood up and drew her sword. A little flustered, the scabbard fell to the ground. Should she pick it up? Mu Nianci knew this girl was different from herself and hadn't expected her to be so hesitant. She became even more anxious. "If you fall into his hands, you'll be unable to live or die!" "Both of you, neither of you can escape!" Ouyang Ke made his move.

"Don't come any closer!" Cheng Yaojia was terrified. She hadn't expected this man with the broken leg to be so powerful, taking down the tall girl in just two moves. She deeply regretted coming to this run-down tavern. "Little beauty, if you obediently drink with me, I won't come any closer, okay?" "I won't drink with you, and don't come any closer. I... I'm going to stab you with my sword." "Go ahead and stab me, don't worry, you won't hit me." His leg was broken, how could he be so fast? So fast she couldn't even see clearly. Cheng Yaojia was both panicked and frightened. She was almost forgetting the martial arts she had practiced since childhood. She could only try her best to swing her sword, but she was becoming increasingly weak, sweating profusely. To make matters worse, she was touching her chest. Ouyang Ke was even more amused to see Cheng Yaojia's Quanzhen swordsmanship completely disorganized. He wasn't in a hurry to subdue Cheng Yaojia; he wanted to enjoy her panic. The feeling of touching her chest was really nice—soft and yielding. If he squeezed it, it would probably leak fluid! With a ripping sound, a section of Cheng Yaojia's sleeve was torn off, revealing a large section of her fair and delicate arm. Cheng Yaojia screamed in surprise, her Quanzhen swordsmanship becoming even more chaotic as she frantically searched for something to cover her exposed skin. "What a fine girl," Ouyang Ke licked his lips, reaching in from an unexpected direction and tearing off a piece of her clothing from her chest, giving her breast a quick pinch... Mu Nianci couldn't bear to watch any longer; this was the familiar cat-and-mouse game, and in the end, Cheng Yaojia wouldn't escape his clutches. Huang Rong, watching from the secret room, found it amusing. The way this shy and refined Miss Cheng fought was truly a spectacle in the martial arts world. She was somewhat curious; at this rate, Cheng Yaojia would soon be completely naked. She really wanted to see that rare expanse of white flesh; it was the first time Huang Rong had ever seen a girl even whiter than herself.

Cheng Yaojia didn't know what kind of torture she was about to face, but she was terrified, trembling all over. She couldn't fight him; she wouldn't even have a chance. She might as well obey and drink with him. She sat beside Ouyang Ke, desperately pulling at her clothes, but it didn't work. She crossed her arms over her chest, lowered her head, and wept uncontrollably. "Spare me, I can give you money." Ouyang Ke smiled, putting his cane aside. He carefully examined Cheng Yaojia; her skin was almost translucent, and a faint, pleasant fragrance wafted from her. He hadn't felt a day like this in so long, sitting on the couch, embracing a beautiful woman and drinking wine. He reached out and put his arm around Cheng Yaojia's shoulder. It was so tender; the trembling skin was warm to the touch, smooth and delicate. "Please, don't touch me," Cheng Yaojia pleaded, trying to pull away. The fear of being touched by a man for the first time was unbearable. His hand, though warm and soft, was also very strong, sending shivers down her spine. "How could I bear not to touch you?" Ouyang Ke pulled Cheng Yaojia close, watching her struggle, her heaving breasts beneath the silk bodice embroidered with blooming peonies, her flushed cheeks, her tearful, crescent-shaped eyes. Even her crying was so moving—her small, pouting lips, her trembling jaw, her swaying arms. Ouyang Ke's heart stirred. He bit Cheng Yaojia's plump little hand, forcefully prying her arms away from her chest. Her breasts must be even softer and more delicate than the silk bodice… Mu Nianci closed her eyes. Huang Rong's heart raced. This was the second time she had witnessed a man treating a girl this way. The first time was when Mu Nianci took the initiative with Yang Kang. Now, Ouyang Ke was displaying a wildness. Watching Cheng Yaojia's beautiful body sway violently was a peculiar feeling—intense and stimulating. Huang Rong felt a rush of urgency, and her body slowly began to change. The feeling that had been constantly bothering her had transformed, swirling and spreading throughout her body, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation. Watching Cheng Yaojia's soft, tender breasts change shape strangely in Ouyang Ke's hands, Huang Rong couldn't take her gaze away from those beautiful breasts. How could Cheng Yaojia's breasts be so full? Although not as high and firm as Mu Nianci's, those crystal-clear, delicate breasts were truly beautiful, and the nipples were a vibrant pink—a rare beauty. Mu Nianci's were brown, only turning slightly red when erect, but Cheng Yaojia's were so pink, slowly becoming translucent like amber after erection, giving her an irresistible urge to bite them. What were hers like? ...Her jet-black hair obscured half her face. Cheng Yaojia struggled with all her might to break free from Ouyang Ke's embrace, huddled in a corner of the room, oblivious to the dirt. Her bodice had been ripped off, exposing her entire upper body to the air. Shy and frightened, Cheng Yaojia instinctively covered her chest. "Don't come any closer!" This was the loudest Cheng Yaojia had ever spoken; she felt like she was going crazy with fear. "Fine, if you won't come closer, but I really want a woman right now, what can I do?" Ouyang Ke tossed his outer robe aside. Although he had lost his legs, his body was still strong and powerful. "Her!" Cheng Yaojia didn't know why she pointed at the immobile Mu Nianci. As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. This girl had once tried to protect her, but what could she do? Otherwise, she would be the one suffering. Everyone who heard this was shocked. Mu Nianci also couldn't believe that this shy and refined girl would act this way. Huang Rong was even more shocked. If she had known Cheng Yaojia was such a selfish and cold-hearted person, she shouldn't have saved her in the first place. Ouyang Ke chuckled, "Alright, go get her over here."

Mu Nianci didn't speak, too lazy even to expend the energy to curse. She watched Cheng Yaojia take off her coat and put it on. To be honest, Mu Nianci had once thought Cheng Yaojia was very beautiful, but now she didn't; she loathed her. Cheng Yaojia was flustered and confused. She dared not meet Mu Nianci's gaze, dared not meet Ouyang Ke's gaze. She felt ashamed and struggled, but quickly came to terms with it. What's wrong with protecting myself? I have no power to protect others. As long as I'm not hurt, isn't that enough? Do you know what it feels like to be in the arms of a rough man? How terrifying! Only submission is possible, right? Cheng Yaojia looked up and gave Ouyang Ke a fawning smile.

"Such a wonderful person is truly rare," Ouyang Ke chuckled. Mu Nianci's clothes were too tight and long for Cheng Yaojia, but they accentuated her alluring figure, showcasing her curves perfectly. As she moved, one could feel the unease of her flesh beneath the taut fabric—a strange visual impact. "Strip her naked," Ouyang Ke said, amused by Cheng Yaojia's timidity. Watching her small hands untie Mu Nianci's sash, he had lost interest in Mu Nianci's body and found Cheng Yaojia amusing. Cheng Yaojia still hesitated. She felt Mu Nianci's gaze burning upon her, scorching her. Trembling, she still dared not lift Mu Nianci's bodice. "Come on, or he might vent on me and won't hurt you," Mu Nianci said calmly, slowly closing her eyes. Cheng Yaojia cried. She felt deeply pierced and began to hate Mu Nianci. "What are you so arrogant about? Why do you have to act like this? Trying to make me feel inferior?" "You're not as good-looking as me, your skin isn't good either, and what are you wearing! This coarse cloth, you can't even afford decent underwear, look at your shabby appearance!" Cheng Yaojia reached out and ripped off Mu Nianci's bodice, seeing Mu Nianci move slightly, her full, high breasts undulating. "Pants, and pants too, strip them all off." Ouyang Ke laughed, feeling wonderfully aware of the subtle changes in Cheng Yaojia's heart. Seeing Mu Nianci's thick pubic hair, Cheng Yaojia thought it was really dirty. "Look at what's happened to you here, is this what a woman's labia are like? They should be pure, look, they're all black, and they're spread open like a child's mouth. Really, why is her vulva so thick?" Cheng Yaojia was still curious; this was the first time she had seen a mature woman's genitals, so different from the thin slits of the maids who served her. "Open her legs, yes, rub her properly until she comes wet." When Cheng Yaojia parted Mu Nianci's legs, she felt something was strange. Those legs were really firm, yet soft, but different from her own. "You rub it!" Ouyang Ke pinched Cheng Yaojia's armpit. "How do I rub it?" Cheng Yaojia cried aggrievedly. "You don't even know this! Put your hand there, yes, go with the flow, go against the flow, figure it out yourself, there's a hole there, poke it." Cheng Yaojia felt that the more obedient she was, the better Ouyang Ke's attitude towards her would be. She had already gotten used to others being nice to her. But she felt really dirty. That was where she peed. Her hands were clean, her hands were so white, while that place looked so dark. The messy pubic hair tickled the back of her hand, and the flesh trembled, as if it was wriggling. When would it come wet? Cheng Yaojia was getting a little impatient. Scratched by the fingernails, Mu Nianci trembled, gasping for breath. She could still feel it; her area had become accustomed to the rubbing of the fingers. However, Cheng Yaojia's technique was terrible; every moment of pleasure was followed by pain. "Can't you just do it properly?" Mu Nianci felt a wave of annoyance… So this was how it could be done! Huang Rong's heart pounded anxiously. She had to find an opportunity to try it; otherwise, when she couldn't sleep at night, she'd want to bang her head against the wall. Ideally, it would be Jing-gege doing it for her. Would he allow it? Touching her private parts with his hand? Huang Rong bit her lip, glancing at Guo Jing… "It's wet." Cheng Yaojia finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping her wet fingers on Mu Nianci's stomach. It still felt dirty; her stomach was moving violently. Seeing Mu Nianci breathing rapidly and looking pained, Cheng Yaojia was even more satisfied with her decision. Otherwise, she would have had to endure such torture. "Come here, help me take off my pants." Cheng Yaojia was stunned; she hadn't expected the request to escalate step by step. "Are you fucking going to do it or not?" Ouyang Ke reached out and grabbed Cheng Yaojia's hair. "Hey! Let go, I'll do it." "Stop fucking dawdling!" Ouyang Ke didn't let go of Cheng Yaojia's hair, but he stopped pulling it, leaving her in the same position as he watched her tremble as she reached to unzip her pants. What kind of panic was this? Cheng Yaojia couldn't look away; she was forced to see a man's thing—thick pubic hair, even thicker, creeping up her lower abdomen, and hairy around her thighs and anus. It was a huge, slowly rising penis, grotesque and terrifying, dirty and dark. The foreskin was slowly spreading out, as if something was about to burst out. Several thick, protruding veins on the penis were also swelling, and the red blood vessels were clearly visible. At the end hung a dark brown sac, wrinkled like an old man's face, containing two egg-like things, very large and ugly! Ouyang Ke grabbed her hand, and Cheng Yaojia trembled, trying to escape, but there was nowhere to run. Her hand was pressed against that frightening thing—hot, and with an expanding pulsation. "Rub it properly!" Ouyang Ke's face turned red, and his gaze became fierce. How to rub it? Obviously, she couldn't do it like she did with Mu Nianci. It was a pit, a stick, like a needle. "Hold it tight!" You have to teach me, otherwise I won't know how. Cheng Yaojia slowly grasped the technique, watching in panic as Ouyang Ke's hand molded Mu Nianci's breast into strange shapes. He was pinching Mu Nianci's nipples; it must hurt a lot. She saw Mu Nianci's face twitching, sweat pouring out. Never mind others, just do your job to avoid suffering. She felt the thing in her hand swell, the swelling so real, burning hot in her hand. The thing inside the foreskin was peeking out, bright red, glistening, with a fissure, a lip, and fluid coming out... Could it be like this? Huang Rong felt she was losing control. Seeing Ouyang Ke's terrifying body, that arm-sized penis—was she really going to put something that big inside her? His little hole was so narrow, could it even fit? Her underwear seemed wet, clinging to her thighs, cool and damp. Huang Rong involuntarily glanced at Guo Jing's crotch. She'd touched it once, and it was so unsettling. Even as husband and wife, would she put Guo Jing's thing inside her? Could it work? She really wanted to try! She wondered if Guo Jing's was even bigger than Ouyang Ke's… "Don't just stand there, let her touch it too, it'll dry again soon." Cheng Yaojia had no choice but to reach her other hand to Mu Nianci's genitals and start digging around. Unconsciously, her own body seemed to be aroused as well.

Seeing Ouyang Ke thrust his terrifying penis directly into Mu Nianci's body, Mu Nianci's body convulsed violently. Cheng Yaojia felt a wave of dizziness. How terrifying! What kind of pain was this? Unable to look away, Ouyang Ke pressed his head against Mu Nianci's stomach, witnessing everything up close. He could clearly feel Mu Nianci's muscles contorting, her stomach trembling with each breath, shifting between relaxation and tension. Her thick pubic hair rubbed together, rustling softly. The penis pierced her vagina, making a smacking sound as it thrust in and out, the smell strange. Cheng Yaojia felt her body burning, trembling uncontrollably. She didn't know if it was fear or temptation. Mu Nianci's moans seemed less painful, beginning to take on a strange, alluring quality. The withdrawn penis was covered with a layer of slightly whitish, foamy fluid—what was that? Both of their pubic hairs were wet, glossy black…that's it! Huang Rong saw it all and was stunned by what she saw. She could hear the pleasure in Mu Nianci's moans, so captivating and alluring. Hearing her brother Jing's breathing quicken, Huang Rong quickly tried to control herself and focus on her internal energy, but she couldn't help being drawn to the scene outside. "Why are you so eager?"... "Lick it!" Ouyang Ke pulled his penis out of Mu Nianci's vagina, forcefully pulled Cheng Yaojia's head towards him, and shoved it into her face. Cheng Yaojia screamed in terror, desperately trying to escape. No, it was too filthy! "Be good! Or I'll strip you naked and do it to you too!" Although disgusting, it was better than being stabbed to death like this, right? Cheng Yaojia sobbed, forced to let Ouyang Ke's horrible, slippery penis fill her cherry-like mouth. She was devastated; shame couldn't describe her current feelings. "You fucking watch out." She had been slapped. No one had ever hit her like that before. She felt wronged. What had she done wrong? "Didn't you already completely submit? Why are you still hitting me!" Ouyang Ke felt his penis being scraped painfully by Cheng Yaojia's teeth, and was naturally furious. However, seeing Cheng Yaojia's mouth wide open, he became even more excited. Cheng Yaojia cried, slowly finding the feeling. It was really uncomfortable; she just wanted to vomit. She felt that penis recklessly thrusting in her mouth, making her feel numb. Finally, it was pulled out. Cheng Yaojia gasped and coughed, horrified to see that Ouyang Ke's penis had actually forced open Mu Nianci's anus and thrust in so hard. Mu Nianci's body convulsed, her moans turning into shrill screams. She twisted in agony. She desperately tried to resist. Although she had already allowed this terrible penis to enter her mouth, she couldn't do it now! The penis had just been pulled out of Mu Nianci's anus, clearly bearing traces of feces, diluted blood, and a particularly foul stench. Even if she died, it wouldn't be right! Feeling the threat of death, her soft spot was struck, almost suffocating her. Cheng Yaojia screamed, but her cries were muffled as the filthy penis was thrust inside, reaching her throat. Cheng Yaojia's mind went black; her internal organs churned. She could vomit nothing more, but felt incredibly nauseous. The taste in her mouth was strange—salty at first, then bitter… Mu Nianci's genitals were a mess: bodily fluids, urine, and feces expelled due to the impact. Ouyang Ke went even crazier. He knew Mu Nianci was unconscious, but he didn't let her go. He continued to thrust his penis into Mu Nianci's anus. The rectum was still filled with soft, warm feces; thrusting in felt like sinking into a muddy bath. Her anus was still instinctively contracting, bringing pleasure. Pulling out the feces- and blood-soaked penis and shoving it into Cheng Yaojia's mouth was an irresistible, intense stimulation. Cheng Yaojia's mouth had become mechanical, and the corners of her mouth were covered with colorful stuff. Her face was deathly pale, and her eyes stared blankly. When she saw the penis being thrust into her, she would mechanically suck on it. She could no longer distinguish the taste; she was numb, and even her consciousness had become completely blurred. She thought, "Just die like this. I'm not a normal person anymore." This time, Ouyang Ke lingered longer in Cheng Yaojia's mouth. Cheng Yaojia felt breathless. Suddenly, his body convulsed, and he pressed his head tightly against his abdomen, his penis directly plunging into her throat. After another shudder, Cheng Yaojia felt him ejaculate. A hot, viscous liquid filled her esophagus. Before she could swallow, a second stream shot out, filling her mouth as well… Huang Rong was terrified. This was completely different from the steamy and passionate encounter she had witnessed between Mu Nianci and Yang Kang. This time, she saw something filled with brutality, and she seemed to be drawn to this brutality as well. She looked at the unconscious Mu Nianci's messy lower body, at Cheng Yaojia's bewildered expression and strangely shaped mouth, at Ouyang Ke's wild gaze and his ferocious body. She could hardly believe that she suddenly felt a strange urge towards everything she was witnessing. Was it desire?

When Mu Nianci woke up, she felt exhausted, as if a pair of eyes were watching her from the shadows. Indeed, it was Yang Kang's! Mu Nianci felt she was about to collapse.

Yang Kang had witnessed everything, and a cold feeling washed over him. His guess was correct. Ouyang Ke, Mu Nianci, you two scoundrels! Ouyang Ke couldn't be forgiven, and neither could Mu Nianci, but the methods of treatment should be different. Ouyang Ke had to die! He was too dangerous, and Ouyang Feng behind him was even more dangerous; as for Mu Nianci, you must suffer a fate worse than death! Yang Kang gritted his teeth and stepped out from the shadows. "Young Master Ouyang, you seem to be in high spirits!" Ouyang Ke had just recovered from the exhaustion of his climax. He felt satisfied, having satisfied his long-suppressed lust, but it wasn't over yet. Cheng Yaojia was like fresh meat on his lips, and he still had to savor her. If only Huang Rong were there, Ouyang Ke thought, looking at his half-eaten leg, his heart filled with hatred. Then Cheng Yaojia would have to take Huang Rong's place for now. Seeing Yang Kang, Ouyang Ke was slightly taken aback. He knew about Yang Kang and Mu Nianci's relationship and was on guard, but in his heart he looked down on Yang Kang, thinking he was just a pretty face with no real skills. "Oh, it's the young prince. I don't have any other hobbies, just a love for pretty girls. Perfect timing, the young prince is here, let's drink and admire the beauties together. Hahaha!" He reached out and lifted Mu Nianci's hair, turning her face towards Yang Kang. "How about it? Young prince, this girl's body is quite something, she has something very unusual about her." Yang Kang was furious inside, but his expression was calm. He was no longer so impatient; once he made up his mind, he could treat her easily. "Is that so? Aren't women just pretty faces?" Yang Kang casually pinched Mu Nianci's cheek, frowned at the filth beneath her, and covered his nose. Ouyang Ke was assessing Yang Kang's attitude. In fact, how would Yang Kang treat Mu Nianci after she was in this state? Ouyang Ke wasn't sure either. "Young Prince, you still don't understand the wonders of women. Every woman has her own charms, and they're all different. Take this Miss Mu, for example; her anus is absolutely amazing. Hahahaha!" "And what about this girl?" Yang Kang still wanted to change the subject, but he was still heartbroken. He squatted down, reached out and brushed aside Cheng Yaojia's hair, carefully examining the tearful Cheng Yaojia. "Naturally, her mouth?" Ouyang Ke sneered. "We still don't know what this girl is like. Does Young Prince have any interest in deflowering her?" "Then how can we thank Young Master Ouyang?" Yang Kang reached out and pinched Cheng Yaojia's cheek. "No!" Cheng Yaojia cried out in terror. It was too late for regrets now. All her efforts and the humiliation she had endured couldn't save her from this fate. She used her last strength to protect herself, desperately trying to escape.

"You're asking for it!" Yang Kang grabbed Cheng Yaojia's hair, forcefully turning her head back, and punched her in the stomach. Cheng Yaojia's body went limp, and her hands, which had been trying to pry Yang Kang's hand away, weakly clutched her stomach. "Feels good?" Yang Kang punched Cheng Yaojia in the ribs again, released her hair, and let her fall. "I'm asking you a question, feels good?" He kicked her buttocks, aiming for her cleft, venting his anger with his toes! Cheng Yaojia had completely given up resisting; she couldn't take it anymore. This pain was far more cruel than humiliation. Would she die? "Young Prince, you'll break her if you hit her any more." Ouyang Ke poured himself a cup of wine, reached out and grabbed Mu Nianci's nipple, forcefully pulling it off. Caught off guard, Mu Nianci screamed in agony. Yang Kang shuddered, stopped, and laughed, "Young Master Ouyang, so you're into this too. I just find it inexplicably pleasurable to see women in pain!" "Come, let's have a drink, and have that young girl strip naked and dance for us to relieve our boredom, how about it?" "Excellent." Yang Kang took the wine cup Ouyang Ke handed him and drank it all in one gulp. "What are we waiting for?" Ouyang Ke poked Cheng Yaojia's lower body with the end of his cane, subtly shifting his wrist to remove a piece of her skirt, and then casually slapped Cheng Yaojia's buttocks. "Young Master Ouyang, you have quite the skill!" Yang Kang laughed loudly and refilled his wine cup. "It's just a trivial trick, Your Highness, you flatter me. Little beauty, be a good girl, and once everyone's had their fun, we'll let you go home," Ouyang Ke chuckled. "Your Highness, this girl has such fair skin, she's incomparable to Miss Mu."

Fear and shame gripped Cheng Yaojia, making her tremble. She was terrified they would beat her again, and longed to quickly overcome this inescapable ordeal and go home. Cheng Yaojia stood naked before Ouyang Ke and Yang Kang, one hand covering her chest, the other covering her lower body, her legs shaking uncontrollably. Yang Kang felt a surge of excitement; his gaze was fixed on Cheng Yaojia's breasts. He had never seen such adorable nipples, such delicate skin—how soft and tender it was! The swollen, red marks from the beatings pained him. "Wonderful lady, Your Highness, look, this girl is naturally flawless." Yang Kang noticed that Cheng Yaojia's abdomen was smooth as jade, without even hair under her armpits, her whole body crystal clear, truly a flawless gem. Even more wonderful were her small feet, translucent and lustrous, delicate and charming, her legs appearing straight, rounded yet naturally upright, not quite slender, but soft; her buttocks not quite perky, but alluring. Add to that a hint of fear, a hint of haggardness, and she was truly indescribably wonderful. "You fucking jump!" Ouyang Ke stretched out his cane and poked at Cheng Yaojia's lower body again... "How is it? Your Highness, isn't this fun quite good?" "I wish I could kneel down and sit at Young Master Ouyang's feet." Ouyang Ke laughed heartily, reaching out to grab Mu Nianci's hair and pressing her down to his lower body. Mu Nianci was now completely lost, overwhelmed with shame, and could only begin to suck. Yang Kang then reached out and grabbed Cheng Yaojia's calves, so slippery, he almost slipped off. Cheng Yaojia screamed and collapsed. "Please, spare me, please..." she trembled, too afraid to struggle, now lacking even the courage to resist. She could only let Yang Kang pry open her hands covering her chest and then fondle her breasts. Her breasts were truly beautiful, especially her delicate nipples. Yang Kang lowered his head, took one nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and gently biting it with his teeth. A slight tingling sensation amidst the fear, Cheng Yaojia felt it; it was clearly her heart being stirred, a strange tingling, along with the tension brought on by his rubbing of her stomach. While enjoying Mu Nianci's mouth, Ouyang Ke's gaze fell upon Cheng Yaojia's white, round thighs. At the end of her thighs lay a magical, translucent expanse of white jade, its pink cleft utterly captivating. He couldn't resist reaching out, immediately sinking into its soft, tender flesh. He was familiar with women, but this smooth, tenderness was a first for him. Her labia were tightly closed; parting them with his fingers sent a strange shiver through him, the tender flesh trembling, blurring his vision. Cheng Yaojia felt it, was shocked. It was far more exquisite than she had imagined, cruel yet intense. Being touched by two men simultaneously stirred a powerful urge within her, a mingled mix of fear, shame, and panic. For a virgin to lose her virginity to a skilled man for the first time was extraordinary, a chance to create a lasting memory.

Seeing Cheng Yaojia's naked body, Huang Rong began to feel less confident. Compared to her, she felt too frail. Could she possess the same allure that captivated men? She could fascinate two men simultaneously; what about herself? "Brother Jing, why aren't you better yet?!" Hearing Cheng Yaojia's increasingly loud moans, Huang Rong felt her body contorting, her lower body burning with heat, as if some muscles were involuntarily writhing.

Having already experienced this, Cheng Yaojia was no longer flustered when she grasped Yang Kang's penis. She carefully peeled back the foreskin, cupped the already wet glans in her palm, and gently massaged it. This was much thinner than Ouyang Ke's, and also much cleaner, not as dark, and with less hair. For some reason, she just wanted to put it in her mouth! The waves of soreness and tension in her lower body turned into pleasure. She felt a wet tongue, parting her labia which had become accustomed to being touched, licking the delicate parts inside, finally reaching the place that brought waves of shivering numbness. It skillfully peeled back the foreskin, directly reaching the clitoris that she couldn't touch. She wanted to completely relax, but was constantly aroused. This feeling was much more wonderful than the cruelty she had just witnessed. There seemed to be a strong need inside her body, like a hundred claws scratching at her heart. Ouyang Ke kicked Mu Nianci aside and focused on licking the trembling Cheng Yaojia. He held Cheng Yaojia's buttocks with both hands, spread her buttocks apart, and cut his fingers inside, teasing the wriggling anus. He felt the lubricating fluid secreted from her vagina passing through her perineum and moistening her anus. He tried to insert his little finger into the opening. Such a tender young girl needed to be treated with patience. Cheng Yaojia's moans turned into screams. She struggled desperately, trying to escape the irresistible contact. She grew increasingly panicked and aroused, once again enveloped in that surging black wave. Her mind was filled only with the scene she had just witnessed: being torn apart, her vagina and anus, the man's penis withdrawing, the writhing, disfigured opening, and the gushing feces from her anus. Could she endure it? Could she resist this wave of pleasure? Cheng Yaojia screamed with all her might, her body writhing wildly. Her already slippery vagina couldn't withstand Yang Kang's thrust. Entry was smooth; Yang Kang's penis was relatively thin, easily piercing the hymen. With sufficient lubrication and relaxation, the vagina's response after penetration was very satisfying. The delicate walls enveloped her, creating a powerful pressure that felt even more pleasurable! Yang Kang bit down hard on Cheng Yaojia's nipple, shaking his head from side to side, his hands gripping her waist. Cheng Yaojia was already in a daze, all her weight concentrated at the point of union. The sharp pain followed by the deep penetration led her blurred consciousness into another state of madness. Ouyang Ke's increasingly frantic digging fingers were still inside her anus, stretching her opening. He inserted another finger, and the two continued to try and open her rectum as well. Aside from the discomfort, she gradually began to feel something, more comfortable than she had imagined, not as terrifying as she had imagined. However, she definitely needed to defecate; her stomach was constantly cramping, and the cool air and the liquid being smeared inside intensified the urge… Yang Kang also fell into a frenzy. This was an unprecedented experience. His penis, inserted into her vagina, not only received the caresses of the vagina but could also clearly feel the digging fingers probing his rectum. Although it was madness, Yang Kang still retained the most… Afterwards, he calmed down. A man is most vulnerable during ejaculation, and he needed to seize that moment with Ouyang Ke. He tried his best to control his overwhelming pleasure… Ouyang Ke was very satisfied with Cheng Yaojia's anus; the muscles were powerfully twisting, and it was relaxed enough. He pulled out his finger and immediately inserted his erect penis… Cheng Yaojia screamed. It was indeed very different from the insertion of a finger; the penis was too thick, as if it would tear her anus open. Continuing to penetrate was even more painful, but the penis was warm, warming her already cold rectum. The subsequent friction was deadly… Huang Rong couldn't bear to watch. Cheng Yaojia's face was contorted beyond recognition; her eyes seemed to have lost all meaning, leaving only pain and physical endurance. Being so forcefully penetrated by two men at the same time, she was sure to die! When would she die? To Huang Rong's confusion, Cheng Yaojia didn't die. Her moans gradually became more pleasant. Although her facial expression was still strange, her eyes became crazed, and she swayed her body with the man's thrusts. It was completely dark by now. How long had it been? Huang Rong's sex education was completed through such observation. What kind of concept would it form? Huang Rong herself didn't know, but she was indeed attracted.

Ouyang Ke was puzzled, and at the same time began to admire Yang Kang's abilities. He had started later, and although the anus provided much greater stimulation than the vagina, his internal strength was far superior to Yang Kang's. Now, he felt he was about to burst, while Yang Kang still seemed enthusiastic. This could only be described as extraordinary talent. Cheng Yaojia had already fainted, limply lying on Yang Kang's chest, her body only convulsing instinctively, enduring the pain. Yang Kang knew Ouyang Ke was close to climaxing. He saw Ouyang Ke tremble, his eyes rolling back, his face contorted with anxiety. He had to wait for the final moment, be patient. His movements stopped, the trembling turned into convulsions, and Yang Kang reached out... What was happening? Why did it feel like there was a cut in his lower abdomen? It was so cold! Before he even felt pain, Ouyang Ke felt his semen gushing out continuously. This wasn't how ejaculation was supposed to happen! Everything went black, and he collapsed onto Cheng Yaojia's back.

"Don't kill her. She's a pitiful person too." Mu Nianci stopped Yang Kang. Although shocked, Mu Nianci knew Yang Kang had good intentions. Otherwise, Ouyang Ke would be too powerful, and he wouldn't be able to rescue her from the clutches of evil again. "We can't not kill her. If Ouyang Feng finds out, none of us will survive." "She doesn't know who killed Ouyang Ke. Isn't she already unconscious?" "Then we can only take her away." Mu Nianci was used to forgiving others, even Cheng Yaojia, but she didn't know if others could forgive her. She didn't need to consider it anymore. Wasn't Yang Kang someone she could rely on? What would the road ahead be like? She had to keep going. Yang Kang felt disgusted by Mu Nianci and didn't want to touch her again. But he had to take her away. One wish was fulfilled, but there was another. What about Cheng Yaojia? Yang Kang felt he couldn't bear to kill her. Taking her away was more dangerous than leaving her behind. It was a difficult decision. There was no need to choose anymore. He heard footsteps...
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