Fairy Dream

With a soft
"clang!" like metal clashing, the force of the impact forced both of them back several steps. Had they not witnessed it firsthand, they would never have guessed that the sound was merely a halberd pointing at the spine of a sword, forcefully knocking their opponent away.

Although the distance had increased by several steps, normally they would either attack to determine a victor or seize the opportunity to retreat. However, the man could only freeze in place, letting out a soft sigh, coldly watching the retreating woman, steadying his breath to face his formidable foe.

Under the moonlight, the woman in white had long, flowing black hair that cascaded down her sculpted shoulders and neck, highlighting her delicate features. Her eyebrows were like willow branches, and her bright, sparkling eyes were like stars, revealing a clear and intelligent temperament. Her skin was as smooth and white as snow, and her cherry lips were red and alluring. Her exquisite features were set in her mirror-like oval face, and only a fairy descended from heaven could compare to her ethereal beauty.

As the gentle breeze wafted, it stirred the woman's flawless white dress, subtly revealing her towering breasts, creating a breathtaking, undulating mountain-like scene. Her slender waist swayed in the wind, seemingly too delicate to grasp, and her exceptionally long, jade-like legs were straight and shapely, a breathtakingly perfect balance of plumpness and slenderness. Her unparalleled beauty was like a lotus emerging from the water, or a peony swaying in the wind, inspiring endless admiration. Even though her delicate body trembled slightly, causing her clothes to flutter as if she had suffered a slight loss in the fight, it did not diminish her ethereal, cold, and noble aura.

Although Duanmu Yinshuang's swordsmanship was renowned for its beauty, and she had been in the martial world for over ten years, making her a formidable opponent, the man she fought appeared to be in his early twenties, yet his infamous reputation had been swaying the martial world for over thirty years. In terms of sheer skill, few could rival Yue Wujiang. Moreover, he practiced a hard-skill technique that made him impervious to blades and spears. Even if the difference in their skill levels were not significant, Duanmu Yinshuang would likely win more often than she lost. Unfortunately, Duanmu Yinshuang had brought two disciples with her, both rising stars of the Mingyu Pavilion. Although Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang's swordsmanship was far inferior to Duanmu Yinshuang's, they could only hold off Yue Wujiang for a few moves at most. However, with the help of the two women, it would be difficult for Yue Wujiang to escape unscathed from Duanmu Yinshuang's hands.

Although she had the upper hand, Duanmu Yinshuang was as clear-headed as a mirror. With Yue Wujiang's formidable skills, if he were to risk internal injuries, escaping would be no problem. The reason he was stubbornly resisting was probably because he was waiting for his accomplices to come to his aid when things went wrong. More importantly... this man was a lecherous scoundrel. Although he didn't steal many women, it was because he had very high standards. Ordinary women were not worthy of his attention. Those who would make him want to take action were either celestial beauties or of noble status, just like the Hundred Flowers Hall Master 'Night Rose' Bisiya who suffered half a year ago.

Here, regardless of status or appearance, she and the Mei sisters seemed to meet Yue Wujiang's standards. Just watching her catch up with Yue Wujiang and make a move, when their eyes met, there seemed to be a strange magic, as if just looking at her could strip her naked. Even when her disciple caught up with her and they met in battle, there seemed to be a strange force surging in, as if it wanted to forcibly engrave something in her mind and body. If she hadn't been shaken, with Duanmu Yinshuang's martial arts skills, how could she have suffered such a loss?

During the exchange, it was impossible for their eyes to leave each other. Faced with an opponent whose gaze seemed to be a different kind of combat tactic, Duanmu Yinshuang, despite her good composure, could only barely maintain her composure. Mei Yingxue's breathing was getting heavier, and Mei Yuxiang's longsword trembled slightly, as if she could no longer suppress her trembling. If this continued, it would be a minor matter if Yue Wujiang could escape at will. If they were unlucky enough to fall into the hands of this lecherous thief, it was obvious what shameful things would happen to the three women given their beauty. If Duanmu Yinshuang's first disciple, Ji Jieying, who had entered the martial arts world early, were here, with her martial arts skills that were no less than Duanmu Yinshuang's, how could Yue Wujiang be so arrogant?

In a flash, Duanmu Yinshuang spoke, her voice gentle and sweet, like a divine decree, barely perceptible to the ear. At this moment, Duanmu Yinshuang was engaged in battle with a powerful enemy: "Brother Yue, you are currently in a difficult position, and the outcome is uncertain. Why don't we each take a step back? If Brother Yue is willing to temporarily cease fighting and stay in our pavilion for three years, without participating in the battle between Master Du and the Demonic Sect, and without relying on your strength to injure anyone in our pavilion, then after three years you will be free to roam as you please. What do you say?"

"Master!" Upon hearing Duanmu Yinshuang's words, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang exclaimed in surprise. Although the most important matter at present was to prevent Yue Wujiang and his cronies from supporting the Demonic Sect, Du Biguan, the master of Lingyun Manor, had asked Duanmu Yinshuang to take action through his wife Ji Jieying for this very reason. However, the Mingyu Pavilion was in great difficulty to pass on its legacy. Those of Duanmu Yinshuang's generation had either passed away or left the pavilion. In addition, Ji Jieying had already left the martial world, leaving only three women in this generation of the pavilion. If Yue Wujiang were to enter, it would be tantamount to opening the door to thieves. Putting aside other matters, if Yue Wujiang were to take advantage of the situation, given his expertise in seductive and lewd techniques, the chastity of the three women would likely be in jeopardy.

Duanmu Yinshuang's beautiful eyes swept over the two women, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang. Their hearts stirred; that gaze didn't resemble their master's, but rather bore a striking resemblance to the way Yue Wujiang had looked at them earlier. Both women felt their hearts flutter, unable to calm down, and though they had something to say, they found themselves speechless.

Mei Yingxue, her heart still slightly troubled by the glance, was slightly surprised. It seemed strange that she was so wary and hostile. After all, peace was the best policy, and avoiding a life-or-death struggle was a good thing. Besides, as long as she was careful and hadn't been seduced by Yue Wujiang, and as long as she stayed away from his bed, her chastity should be safe. Turning to her sister, she saw Mei Yuxiang nod in unison, though her eyes held a hint of confusion, wondering what had just happened.

"If that's the case, what if I, Yue, stay in Mingyu Pavilion for three years?" Yue Wujiang sneered, raising his hand. "Since that's the case, then let's mark this with a high five. For the next three years, I, Yue, will stay in Mingyu Pavilion properly and will not rely on my martial arts to stand out. Pavilion Master Duanmu , please."

He clapped three times, feeling a heat in his palms. Before Duanmu Yinshuang could think further, she saw Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang each clap three times with Yue Wujiang. Although she felt that Yue Wujiang was being a bit too cautious, she understood the principle of bowing one's head under someone's roof.

After letting Yue Wujiang into the guest room, Duanmu Yinshuang breathed a sigh of relief, her previously anxious heart finally calming down.

Since Mingyu Pavilion didn't have many people, there were no prison cells. The room where Yue Wujiang stayed was the guest room. To avoid any lewd behavior, the guest room was deliberately arranged separately, with no bed, only bedding. The floor was covered with straw and wood mats, so it was comfortable to sit or lie down. It is said that this is a style of decoration from a foreign land in Japan. It's unclear when she learned this knowledge, or why she would take it to heart. Although Duanmu Yinshuang had some doubts, it wasn't bad to be able to resolve this matter. After all, without a bed, even if Yue Wujiang had lustful intentions, he couldn't easily take a woman to bed. At least she didn't need to worry about her and her two disciples' purity. However, she really had to be careful from now on. Although they weren't from the same lineage as the Demonic Sect, Yue Wujiang seemed to have some connection with them. If someone really attacked Mingyu Pavilion, she couldn't afford to be careless.

However, Mingyu Pavilion was considered easy to defend and difficult to attack. Not only was it located in a remote area, with few people knowing its location, but the only entrance was a valley path flanked by deep mountain walls. Generally speaking, this wouldn't be an insurmountable natural barrier for martial artists, but the rocks outside Mingyu Pavilion were extremely black, hard, and exceptionally smooth, as if forged in fire. Even with divine weapons, ordinary masters would find it difficult to break through the rocks, let alone climb them.

With a sigh of relief, Duanmu Yinshuang went to sleep after her hot spring bath, but she never expected what she would experience next...

Suddenly

opening her eyes, Duanmu Yinshuang found herself no longer in the room. Although the bed was still the same bed, the pink bed curtains were drawn all around, obscuring the darkness outside. With her eyesight, she couldn't even see the top of the bed. To make matters worse, Duanmu Yinshuang was now bound to the bedpost with her limbs spread wide. When she struggled, all her strength seemed to have vanished, and she was completely unable to break free. In particular, when she twisted, her delicate body was naked, and the skin rubbing against each other felt strange, not like the touch of silk, but rather like being caressed.

Startled, she quickly regained her composure. Although Duanmu Yinshuang felt she was dreaming, she couldn't bring herself to touch her skin, and for a moment, she seemed unable to wake up. Fortunately, this was the case. She couldn't help but think that if it weren't a dream, but rather inside the Mingyu Pavilion, being manipulated into such a shameful state by her disciple would be one thing, but Yue Wujiang was still there! If she were naked and bound like this in front of Yue Wujiang, she would be powerless to struggle. How could that lecherous thief let such a delicacy pass by? And since they were on the bed, how could this alluring state escape the lustful thief?

As fate would have it, just as Duanmu Yinshuang was struggling, a figure appeared like a ghost beside the bed. Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't see the person, but she could feel that realistic gaze mercilessly sweeping over her. Even without seeing the person, Duanmu Yinshuang knew that it must be Yue Wujiang's lecherous eyes. Why did it have to appear at this time of year?!

She clenched her teeth, but not only could she not get up, she couldn't even cover her body. Duanmu Yinshuang was both ashamed and angry. If she weren't dreaming, her body would probably be burning hot. Earlier, when she made her move, Duanmu Yinshuang had already felt the man's gaze was unbearable, as if an extra hand was relentlessly assaulting her. Now, with her naked body before him, the feeling was even more terrifying. Especially since Duanmu Yinshuang was not only exceptionally beautiful and skilled in swordsmanship, but also, unbeknownst to others, possessed a beauty that surpassed all others even beneath her clothes. Even in a dream, being so thoroughly and ruthlessly admired by this lecherous thief was unbearable for Duanmu Yinshuang. Yet, she was now powerless to resist, unable to even conceal herself.

Feeling that gaze indecently sweeping over her body, Duanmu Yinshuang gritted her teeth and struggled, but could only weakly twist her waist and straighten her body. She couldn't even close her long legs, let alone cover herself. Her desperate struggles only made the lecherous thief's gaze move more and more rudely around her.

As she struggled, she could almost feel the fragrant sweat glistening on her skin. Duanmu Yinshuang was both amazed by the vividness of the dream and filled with shame. She thought of her own incredibly sexy and alluring body—her skin as smooth and lustrous as jade, soft and translucent, needless to say. Her breasts were full, firm, and high, far surpassing those of ordinary women. Even the seductive enchantresses of the demonic sect, who made their living by seducing men, could not compare to her mature voluptuousness. Once exposed, the two rosy nipples on her full breasts, when aroused, would resemble two large, round grapes, turning a purplish-red that became even more alluring against her fair skin. The deep cleavage between her breasts, like a valley, further captivated the lecherous thief, making it impossible for him to look away from his burning lust.

She struggled until she was breathless and unable to speak. Just as Duanmu Yinshuang was feeling ashamed, the lecherous thief outside the bed made his move, taking a silk scarf from who-knows-where and blindfolding Duanmu Yinshuang. Duanmu Yinshuang was still in shock and doubt when she suddenly felt him gently breathe on her ear. The warm breath seemed to penetrate her brain, and her whole body became hot. The feeling of being unable to resist seemed to spread throughout her body in an instant with the heat, making Duanmu Yinshuang's delicate body go limp. It was as if something wanted to burst out from her body, but she could only close her jade legs to stop it.

But now that the lecherous thief had made his move, how could Duanmu Yinshuang, who was powerless to resist at this moment, withstand it? She felt his lips and tongue gently sliding on her skin, sucking and biting. With each movement, the warm breath gently entered her body through her pores. His hands were also on her slender waist, gently caressing and touching, as if he wanted to forcefully attack between her thighs, but he would sometimes advance and sometimes retreat, gradually wearing down Duanmu Yinshuang's instinct to protect her virginity. Only now, with her breath coming in short gasps, did Duanmu Yinshuang realize that the reason he had blindfolded her was to focus her senses on the fragrant touch. But now, she could only obediently endure the lecher's methods, letting the intensified stimulation course through her body.

A sense of foreboding washed over her, but the heat within her body was already surging uncontrollably. Before Duanmu Yinshuang could even react, the unprecedentedly intense stimulation erupted fiercely. She felt a spasm, and with a silent gasp and a sob, she involuntarily arched her back and thrust her hips forward, as if something incredibly powerful was gushing forth from within her, impossible to suppress. The tight, almost painful sensation felt both fleeting and endless. After a long while, Duanmu Yinshuang collapsed back onto the bed, breathing silently, momentarily forgetting that her vulnerable state was so blatantly exposed before the lecher!

After panting for a while, the woman's senses had just calmed down when she suddenly felt the lecherous thief lift her round, peach-like buttocks and spread her jade legs wide apart. Even someone as inexperienced as Duanmu Yinshuang knew that this was the moment the lecherous thief was about to forcibly rape her. But she had just been swept away by the pleasure of lust, and the stimulation of the orgasm made her lose herself. She almost forgot that she was the Mingyu Pavilion Master, whom no one in the martial arts world dared to disrespect, and the Duanmu Yinshuang, whom no one in the martial arts world could look up to. She only wanted to explore the unique sexual pleasure of the female body. At this moment, her body was ready, and her wet honey had overflowed onto the lecherous thief's hands, clearly telling him that she urgently needed it. "No

!

" A sharp cry, tinged with anger and shame, escaped her lips as Duanmu Yinshuang sat bolt upright, drenched in sweat. Her undergarment was completely soaked, even seeping into the sheets, making lying down unbearable. She realized she had emerged from the dream; though her mind had left, the profuse sweat and burning sensation told her that while it had been a dream, it felt incredibly real, far more than just a fleeting thought.

Changing her clothes, Duanmu Yinshuang felt her body go limp, as if the sensual stimulation of the dream still lingered. A slight chill ran through her; while she had had dreams before, none were as vivid as this one. The final scene, with her legs spread apart and the lecherous man's penis at the gates, even evoked a sense of impending defilement. Had she not woken up in time, she feared she would have truly lost her virginity in her dream!

Although she realized this strange occurrence stemmed from confining Yue Wujiang in the pavilion, she understood that only her own thoughts could influence her dream; no one else could interfere. Even if Yue Wujiang's martial arts were ten times stronger, or his demonic arts and tricks were ten times more numerous, he couldn't possibly alter her dream, let alone make Duanmu Yinshuang feel so ashamed in it. However, despite these thoughts, and knowing she was only blaming Yue Wujiang for the strange dream, Duanmu Yinshuang still felt unsettled. She changed her undergarment and lay back on the bed, her mind still replaying the erotic dream she had just had.

If it were just a dream, that would be fine, but what if the dream came true? Duanmu Yinshuang's heart fluttered slightly. She knew that with her beauty and ethereal grace, she was the kind of woman a lecherous scoundrel would never let go of. Not to mention, her body was alluring enough. She wondered if Yue Wujiang would simply climb into her bed and rape her, causing Duanmu Yinshuang to suffer the unbearable pain of losing her precious virginity, or if, like Bisiya before her, he would use all his skills to bestow upon her various aphrodisiacs and lewd techniques, making Bisiya not only lose her virginity but also become abnormally sensitive, easily aroused by the slightest teasing, and unable to live without a man.

Although she knew that as a woman, she would eventually have to submit to a man, body and soul, the stimulation of lust was natural and so intense that it was uncontrollable. Once it came, forcibly holding back and enduring it would only hurt herself and might even waste her naturally beautiful body. Even though for a woman, there would eventually be a night when she would be defeated and surrendered to a man, offering herself up, she would never want to be defeated by a lecherous scoundrel. The thought of her body being completely conquered by a lecherous scoundrel, who would then discard her like trash after he had eaten and gone far away, while her body and soul still craved the pleasure of sexual satisfaction and the nourishment of a man's love, how could Duanmu Yinshuang bear it?

Sigh… If Yue Wujiang really wanted to toy with her, he might have other ways. What if, as in her dream, he had her pinned to the bed, unable to struggle, while he captured Mei Yingxue or Mei Yuxiang, caressing and playing with them right before her eyes, arousing her to an uncontrollable lust? And she, powerless to help, could only watch helplessly as Yue Wujiang defiled them, igniting their passions, conquering and possessing them, transforming them from pure, chivalrous women into wanton, lustful creatures craving men. And then, in front of them, he would also take advantage of her, watching, aroused but powerless to resist… Just thinking about this made Duanmu Yinshuang feel a growing wetness between her legs.

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Duanmu Yinshuang jolted awake. Had she fallen for his schemes? Remembering what Bisiya, who had been brutally violated by Yue Wujiang, had said—that Yue Wujiang had some connection with the Demonic Sect and had previously exchanged techniques with a Demonic Sect Venerable, supposedly learning some kind of hypnotic art that could make women lose their resistance to him and be completely at his mercy—Duanmu Yinshuang, who was usually peaceful and dreamless, dreamt of these shameful things at night. If she lost her deep hatred for Yue Wujiang that day, she might truly be in danger.

But upon closer reflection, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but sigh softly and relax. Perhaps Yue Wujiang truly possessed extraordinary abilities, but for a lecherous thief to have sex with a woman, he first needed to get her into bed. Currently, Yue Wujiang was under a restraint, suppressing seventy percent of his martial arts. The only available place was the floor and bedding, with no bed. Even if he had some strange skills to arouse Duanmu Yinshuang, without a bed, he couldn't use them. Not to mention that even if Duanmu Yinshuang knew that lust was a natural human desire, and that even the most beautiful and heroic women would eventually have to submit to a man and respond to his moans, she knew that with the lecherous thief's abilities, he could make a woman feel like she was in heaven. Duanmu Yinshuang's resentment and disdain for Yue Wujiang remained undiminished. In any case, she would not allow Yue Wujiang to have the opportunity to touch her pure virginity.

Since their resentment and disdain remained, there shouldn't be any issue with the hypnotic technique. However, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang were young and inexperienced in the martial world, and their disgust for the lecherous thief was merely theoretical. They should be careful tomorrow to prevent them from falling for the thief's evil tricks.

The next morning, when Duanmu Yinshuang saw the two women, she immediately sensed something was wrong. Mei Yingxue wore light makeup, and at first glance, she looked no different. However, compared to her usual naturally beautiful and graceful appearance, those who knew her well would know something was amiss. Mei Yuxiang, on the other hand, had dark circles under her eyes and yawned before entering the hall. Clearly, neither of them had slept well the night before. She wondered if, like herself, they had some unspeakable erotic dreams. Duanmu Yinshuang's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, she even had the urge to draw her sword and confront Yue Wujiang.

"What's wrong?"

"Tell Master, I'm just nervous." He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was trying to cover it up. How could his master or sister not notice that something was wrong with him, even if it was just a thin layer of makeup that he had never worn before? "Although that lecherous thief has restrained seventy percent of her internal energy, and there are array formations around the guest room, it should be difficult for her to escape. But thinking that he is so close, and thinking that he might climb into Yingxue's bed... how could Yingxue not be nervous? She slept very little all night, and didn't even dream!"

"Yuxiang had a strange dream in the middle of the night," Mei Yuxiang glanced at Mei Yingxue, closed her eyes, and seemed to feel a little sore and uncomfortable: "When I helped settle Senior Bi before, I heard her mention the situation when she fell into Yue Wujiang's hands, but last night... I actually dreamed about it. That lecherous thief... right in front of me... flirting with Senior Bi... all the way to the bedside..."

"Is...is that so?" Hearing this, Duanmu Yinshuang was angry, but her mind calmed down.

What you think about during the day, you dream about at night. Having captured Yue Wujiang and confined him to the guest room, it was natural for her thoughts to drift to Bisiya. Mei Yuxiang's dream, though also caused by Yue Wujiang's actions, was hardly an exaggeration to call it a hypnotic technique. She figured her own embarrassing erotic dream was likely due to the same reason, though it felt incredibly real. She could only blame her own lack of self-control; she needed to calm her mind to avoid being disturbed by inner demons.

Just thinking of Bisiya made Duanmu Yinshuang feel uneasy. In terms of martial arts and appearance, although Bisiya was not as good as herself, she was still a master in her own right. The power of the Hundred Flowers Hall was far greater than that of the isolated Mingyu Pavilion. Bisiya originally had great ambitions to prove that women were not inferior to men, but she did not expect to fall into Yue Wujiang's hands and suffer rape and debauchery. From the time she fell into the hands of the thief to the time she was rescued, it was only half a month. However, Bisiya had already undergone a complete transformation, from an unapproachable ice queen to a charming young woman who could not sleep alone.

It's unclear whether Yue Wujiang used excessive force to completely conquer Bisiya, or whether women naturally change after indulging in sexual pleasure. Although Bisiya escaped his clutches, at first glance, her appearance and demeanor remained as aloof and beautiful as ever, except for a slightly fuller figure. However, as soon as she had physical contact with someone, her beautiful eyes would become hazy, her skin would flush, and her eyebrows and eyes would be filled with lust, completely displaying a seductive manner that yearned to be plucked. Later, she privately told Duanmu Yinshuang that Yue Wujiang had completely aroused her lust, and she couldn't be without a man every night. If she wanted to sleep alone, she had to masturbate several times until her clothes were soaked. She also had to look at Yue Wujiang's portrait and recall the various events of that time before she could masturbate to her heart's content and truly fall asleep exhausted.

Although it is known that sexual desire is innate and not something to be ashamed of, and any woman who is willing to experience sexual pleasure may encounter such situations, it is alright if it is between lovers who are mutually in love. However, if one is raped by a lecherous scoundrel and aroused to the point of being unable to control one's sexual desire, and even suffers consequences afterward, then one is truly in agony. This is seven or eight out of ten reasons why lecherous scoundrels are so despicable. Unfortunately, lecherous scoundrels are experts in bed, and their seductive techniques are beyond the resistance of ordinary women. What can one do?

While her mind was in turmoil, listening to her sisters' argument, Mei Yingxue, being very thin-skinned, was already quite embarrassed. Just hearing Mei Yuxiang's detailed account of how Yue Wujiang had held Bi Siya in his arms and groped her all over, sometimes caressing her through her clothes, sometimes reaching inside, teasing Bi Siya until she lost all her aloofness and haughtiness, her face flushed, half-heartedly resisting, and her feet gradually moving towards the bed, made Mei Yingxue's pretty face turn red, and she even seemed unsteady on her feet. Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but shake her head at the sight. Her actions were so unrestrained, it didn't even qualify as lewd play. Just hearing about it made her think, how could Mei Yingxue resist such a lecherous thief when she was alone in the world?

When Mei Yuxiang recounted the erotic scene in her dream, Yue Wujiang sent Bisiya to bed. She was already aroused and was half-naked, with only a half-hanging bodice covering her breasts, leaving the rest of her exposed. It was at this moment that Mei Yuxiang woke up in fright.

"Such lewd things...you...you really dare to watch..."

"What could I do? It was a dream...but...Senior Bi really...was teased so much...you were all wet..."

"Sigh...you still say that...but...there's nothing we can do...hmm...thankfully...it wasn't real lewd sex...otherwise..."

She secretly agreed with Mei Yingxue's words. After all, they didn't actually sleep together. At most, it was just a lewd and teasing trick by a lewd thief. At least it wasn't like her own erotic dream last night, where her naked body was lying there, like meat on a chopping block waiting to be slaughtered. If she had dreamt for a little longer, she might have lost her virginity and suffered humiliation in her dream. She wondered if she would become like Bi Siya, drowning in a sea of desire and unable to extricate herself afterward. Having witnessed Bi Siya's miserable state after being conquered in body and mind, it would be fine if it was only in a dream. But if the stimulation of sexual desire didn't subside during the day, and with a great enemy by her side, wouldn't that be terrible?

"Yes...so...I'm really scared too..." Mei Yuxiang shook her head, a few strands of her already unkempt black hair falling loose, seemingly quite troubled: "It's hard to stay awake in dreams...if...if I don't wake up in time...I'll really see...see how that lecherous thief...how he played with Senior Bi's body...sigh...Yuxiang doesn't want to...see that kind of shameful thing with her own eyes..."

"It can't really be considered shameful," Duanmu Yinshuang smiled bitterly and shook her head: "The bedroom affair between men and women is a match made in heaven, seeking only mutual affection. As long as it's not forced upon you by a lecherous thief, having sex with your lover is naturally more enjoyable and intimate. Indulgence in bed is not shameful; it's the use of lewd methods that is evil. And as long as you haven't been forced into bed, it's not considered lewd, so it can't be considered a lewd method. But you should be more careful afterward, Yue Wujiang." "That fellow is cunning and shrewd, and his lewd methods are endless. If he breaks free from my control, he will use his lewd methods to arouse a woman's lust and have her defiled in bed, and then it will be difficult to clean up the mess..."

Although she blushed a little when she said such things, Duanmu Yinshuang had never thought that the idea that sex is not considered sexual intercourse without going to bed with someone had entered her mind and was etched into her heart. She spoke it so convincingly, but seeing her two disciples nodding in agreement, it was clear that she had taught them these words before, and the strange feeling in her heart disappeared.

"Master...Master..."

"What is it?"

"Yesterday...after trapping that lecherous thief in the guest room...he...he made a request to Yingxue...saying he wanted to read the notes of our sect's seniors..."

"Hmm?"

"According to him, it was just something to pass the time while he was bored living alone," Mei Yingxue sighed. Although Yue Wujiang was a prisoner, it was not easy to imprison him when it came to martial arts. Some requests could not be ignored: "Things related to martial arts are naturally not allowed, but if it is just a record of his travels in the martial world, or just a casual note of rumors in the martial world, it should not be a big problem. But Yingxue dares not make a decision on her own. Please give your instructions, Master."

"Alright," Duanmu Yingshuang said, knowing that she had misunderstood Yue Wujiang because of the strange dreams the three women had last night. Although she hadn't confronted him directly or broken off relations, she still felt somewhat weak. She waved her hand and said, "Yingxue, you often visit the Scripture Repository and know it best. You can take good care of it. Apart from the fact that our sect's martial arts manuals cannot be leaked, everything else is fine. Also, what about Master Du's side?"

"Although Master Du feels somewhat displeased that the evil has not been completely eradicated, he is already quite pleased that Yue Wujiang's martial arts are so superb that he can be kept from helping the Demonic Sect. There is nothing more to say, but please be careful, as Yue Wujiang is not so easy to control." Mei Yuxiang perked up when it came to business, at least it was better than discussing what she saw in her dream: "In addition, Yuxiang also met Senior Bi on the way... Senior Bi was very worried when she heard that Yue Wujiang had entered our pavilion, but the inheritance of the Hundred Flowers Hall takes time. Senior Bi said... at least a year later... before she could come to our pavilion to inquire about the situation. She also carefully instructed Yuxiang to tell the Pavilion Master not to meet that guy alone..."

"Hmm... if Siya is doing well, then so be it. At most, when she comes to our pavilion, we should make sure that Siya doesn't go looking for trouble with that guy..." With a sigh of relief, Duanmu Yinshuang suppressed the urge to go and find her best friend, thinking that this was another disaster caused by that guy Yue Wujiang. Although women in the martial world may not value chastity, both Duanmu Yinshuang and Bi Siya are renowned for their aloofness and purity. Slander inevitably follows praise, and Bi Siya's suffering at the hands of Yue Wujiang, leaving her in such a state, makes it difficult for her to lead the Hundred Flowers Hall.

To abandon the martial world for such a reason is something no woman would want to see. Duanmu Yinshuang can only hope that if Bi Siya decides to retire from the martial world and marry, her husband will at least be a man whose sexual prowess is no less than Yue Wujiang's, so that her already aroused body can be satisfied. Although such men are either from complicated backgrounds or have somewhat lewd methods, far removed from the ideal of retiring from the martial world, Bi Siya, having already tasted the pleasure of physical conquest, can only find satisfaction from such a powerful and capable man, fulfilling both her physical and emotional needs, allowing her to escape suffering and become the happiest woman.

After the meeting concluded, the Mei sisters withdrew. Duanmu Yinshuang, lost in thought, was suddenly struck by a sudden impulse. She swiftly followed them out, only to find the Mei sisters talking as they walked, occasionally glancing back at her room. She wondered what they were discussing that shouldn't be known to her. Hiding in a corner of the corridor, Duanmu Yinshuang silently floated a few steps, just in time to hear Mei Yuxiang speak: "Last night…really no dreams?"

"No…"

She hadn't noticed anything amiss until Mei Yingxue's words. Duanmu Yinshuang knew something was wrong. Although they were from different generations and couldn't confide in each other like Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang, they had been master and disciple for a long time. Duanmu Yinshuang would never miss a lie Mei Yingxue was telling the truth to deceive her. She had been evaded earlier, clearly indicating that the strange dream last night had truly unsettled her.
After years of sisterhood, how could Mei Yuxiang not understand? Under persistent questioning, Mei Yingxue, her face flushed, finally confessed.

"Indeed... I dreamt about it..."

"What did you dream about?"

"Nothing serious, sigh..." Mei Yingxue sighed, finally managing to speak. Her expression was shy, but more so one of surprise and disbelief, though without resentment or anger. Clearly, it wasn't as shocking as Duanmu Yinshuang's dream. After pondering for a long while, Mei Yingxue finally spoke: "Yingxue dreamt that... that lecherous thief was her teacher, teaching Yingxue... some things... not in the main hall, but in... something like a rural schoolhouse..."

"What?" Mei Yuxiang, who was walking, almost stumbled, but luckily Mei Yingxue caught her. It was also fortunate that the two women were distracted; otherwise, Mei Yuxiang wouldn't have been the only one shocked. Duanmu Yinshuang, who nearly bumped into a corner, was unharmed, but she was still quite startled.

Yue Wujiang as her teacher? And Mei Yingxue was the one teaching him? The scene was simply too outrageous to contemplate. As she imagined it, Duanmu Yinshuang suddenly gritted her teeth, almost turning around to seek revenge on Yue Wujiang. Mei Yingxue's martial arts were already quite formidable, so she disregarded the difference between men and women. Yue Wujiang's martial arts style was far too different from hers, making it impossible for her to teach him anything, let alone teach him literature. What Yue Wujiang could teach was mostly sexual matters, almost exactly the same as what she had dreamt about in bed the night before. If it weren't for Mei Yingxue's statement that there were no beds in the village school, Duanmu Yinshuang would have been unable to resist, even if Yue Wujiang had nothing to do with it.

"What could that lecherous scoundrel possibly teach?" Having regained her footing, Mei Yuxiang shook her head, seemingly recalling her dream from the previous night. Although she hadn't actually slept with him, Yue Wujiang's ability to arouse a woman to the point of weakness even off-bed was truly remarkable. "While it's true that it's difficult to commit adultery without being in bed, this lecherous scoundrel's methods... even off-bed, are enough to make one feel embarrassed... What kind of matters between men and women did he teach?"

"Similar to... what Senior Bi... mentioned earlier... at most... with a few more..." Mei Yingxue lowered her voice, seemingly already feverish from just speaking. If Duanmu Yinshuang hadn't possessed such high internal energy, she probably wouldn't have heard Mei Yingxue's soft whispers: "For example... techniques for female masturbation... Senior Bi accidentally... drew a portrait of Yue Wujiang... doing it while looking at it... that counts as masturbation... otherwise... it's just self-gratification... purely quenching thirst with a mirage... it has nothing to do with relieving sexual desire... Yingxue... this is the first time I've heard of this... I don't know if it's true or not..."

"Tsk..." Mei Yuxiang clicked her tongue, but didn't say much. Having helped settle Bisiya in the pavilion, and with her room only a dozen steps away from Yue Wujiang's current residence, the two sisters knew quite a bit about the changes in Bisiya. At that time, they were only shocked by Yue Wujiang's lewd and evil ways, which had turned the originally aloof and beautiful Bisiya into this state. They had even witnessed Bisiya's exquisite painting skills, which she rarely showed to others. Although she couldn't paint too realistically to avoid staining her ink, the woman's expression of being unable to bear the lewd play yet unable to endure it, and the lewd thief's smug pleasure in his actions, were all lifelike. They never thought that this could be considered part of masturbation.

The two women talked and cursed, yet they were also somewhat eager to try it out. They didn't intend to test the law themselves, but simply wanted to see it for themselves. Duanmu Yinshuang, hidden in the shadows, felt a slight stirring in her heart. Although the lecherous thief's teachings were obscene and shameful, and it seemed that just listening to them would make one's ears dirty, the content, after listening to it for a long time, couldn't help but resonate with her heart. It secretly coincided with common sense that she didn't know where she had memorized. A voice in her heart kept admonishing Duanmu Yinshuang not to dismiss his words because of who he was. Although that scoundrel was lewd and evil, he would occasionally speak the truth, and whether she listened or not was up to her.

With something on her mind, Duanmu Yinshuang was unwilling to continue eavesdropping. She slowly withdrew, while the two women, engrossed in their whispered curses, remained oblivious to her movements. Although Duanmu Yinshuang wanted to bring her two disciples back to train them properly, to prevent them from being so unguarded, she found it difficult to speak. Her heart couldn't help but recall the events of the previous night, especially the definition of masturbation that Yue Wujiang had taught her in Mei Yingxue's dream. If Yue Wujiang was unrelated to her dream, was her desire to be bound by a lecherous thief in her erotic dream, or even to endure lewd play and defilement in a situation where she had no chance of resistance, also a form of masturbation? It's just that... she's even more uncontrollable than Bisiya...

She's only been captured for a little over a month. During the day, she acts as usual, but at night, the various things her body experiences in her dreams always wake Duanmu Yinshuang up involuntarily. Being a clean person, she even has to prepare a close-fitting undergarment to change into after waking up. Who can blame her for the carnal stimulation on the bed in her dreams, which always makes her sweat profusely, and there's even a sticky feeling between her thighs that's more than just sweat?

Although she was blindfolded before each act, Duanmu Yinshuang somehow knew it was him. Every night in her dreams, Yue Wujiang would lewdly play with her. Even though she always managed to pull back before being humiliated, the shameful sensations seemed to have gradually seeped into her body and been slowly imprinted there. Although Duanmu Yinshuang hated the lecherous man's methods more and more and kept her distance from Yue Wujiang, having only seen him once in the past month, she could not tell that their residences were only a hundred steps apart. However, Duanmu Yinshuang gradually understood why Bisiya had abandoned her chivalrous nature and been played with in such a way. Sexual desire is innate, but the lecherous man's methods were simply too ruthless.

She had just visited Yue Wujiang, and the lecherous thief seemed quite exhausted, not much better off than Duanmu Yinshuang, who suffered from insomnia every night. Clearly, although it was late spring, the unique geography of Mingyu Pavilion, with its year-round warm climate, caused some newcomers to experience some discomfort. She hadn't expected Bisiya, whose vital essence had been depleted, to be like this, and now Yue Wujiang was also in such a state.

Seeing his appearance, Duanmu Yinshuang's mood improved involuntarily. However, although the man was a lecherous thief, he was quite cooperative, and being a guest from afar, he wasn't a typical prisoner. Although Duanmu Yinshuang deeply hated the lecherous thief, she couldn't say anything aloud. She didn't truly hold his actions in her dream against him; at most, she avoided him even more. Any interaction was left to the dignified and gentle Mei Yingxue.

The things that happened in her dreams at night were truly shameful just to think about! Especially since she was the one being manipulated and played with in her dreams, it made Duanmu Yinshuang even more embarrassed to speak of it. On the other hand, Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang could still speak of it. Mei Yuxiang watched Yue Wujiang's lewd teasing of Bisiya. Although it didn't reach true ecstasy, just the act of using his hands and feet to satisfy his lust had made Bisiya weak and moaning, unable to resist. In addition, when she thought of how Bisiya couldn't resist her lust when she was being arranged earlier, even though she knew that the lewd thief's methods would at most only arouse a woman's sexual desire and could not truly defile her, if her willpower was not strong enough, it would not be difficult to make someone as pure as Mei Yuxiang collapse and submit with just these methods.

Under Xiang's instruction, Mei Yingxue was merely receiving instruction and was not even touched. Compared to her own and Mei Yuxiang's dreams, Yue Wujiang in Mei Yingxue's dream was truly a hypocrite. It's hard to tell whether Yue Wujiang in Mei Yingxue's heart was really such an eccentric figure, or whether the dignified and gentle Mei Yingxue was truly so pure that even lewd desires could not penetrate her.

While it's true that lecherous methods could indeed educate women about illicit sex, hypnotizing and leading them astray into a life of uncontrollable lust, the combined interrogation by Duanmu Yingshuang and Mei Yuxiang resulted in Mei Yingxue recounting everything Yue Wujiang had taught her the previous night, almost like a rehearsal. There was nothing unusual about it; although it was all about men and women, Duanmu Yingshuang vaguely remembered everything Mei Yingxue said, though she didn't know when she had heard it before. While this wouldn't lower her guard against Yue Wujiang, she wouldn't try to correct Mei Yingxue's account. After all, once a woman is under a man's control, whether she wants to serve him in that way depends on her mood.

It's just… truly shameful! Two or three days ago, Duanmu Yinshuang suddenly had a whim and decided to try masturbation as soon as night fell. Although Bisiya had previously drawn various pictures of Yue Wujiang's lewd playthings, and destroyed them afterward, Duanmu Yinshuang had managed to keep two of them. However, Duanmu Yinshuang never expected that, just as Mei Yingxue had heard in her dream, watching Bisiya being played with by Yue Wujiang while caressing her own body would be so much more stimulating to her mind and body than she had ever done before, and even reaching orgasm much faster.

Not only did she reach orgasm faster and release more quickly, but the stimulation was also much stronger, and she felt more relaxed and tired afterward. It was just as Mei Yingxue had heard that sexual intercourse between men and women was not just an innate impulse, but also an extremely intense exercise, far beyond what she had previously thought of as simply spreading her legs to receive. Since the exercise is intense, martial arts practitioners are naturally more suited to intense sexual intercourse than ordinary people. Men and women with profound skills are a match made in heaven when it comes to love and desire. Although it cannot be concluded that lecherous thieves who are skilled in this art can make women feel more ecstatic and experience more wonderful pleasure in bed than ordinary knights, Duanmu Yinshuang secretly rejoiced. With her profound skills, beautiful appearance, and alluring body, she would surely experience unparalleled pleasure and ecstasy in bed after experiencing human love. She just didn't know which man would benefit from it.

Although she knew that matters between men and women were not inherently lewd, and that desire was an instinct, without such matters there would be no pregnancy or reproduction, and the transmission of knowledge across generations would cease, Duanmu Yinshuang still felt somewhat displeased at the thought that she had only learned of this through the influence of a lecherous scoundrel. She slowly entered the library. After Mei Yingxue had selected books for Yue Wujiang's amusement, she naturally reclassified the books, making it easier to find the sect's cultivation methods.

Reaching out, she picked up several introductory cultivation methods from the shelf. These were supposedly techniques she had practiced for a long time and was extremely familiar with. However, internal energy and techniques are different. Women are physically weaker, so their techniques ultimately rely on unpredictable variations. Internal energy, on the other hand, is the most important thing to accumulate. In combat, techniques, strategies, and even the path of internal energy can be used to overcome the enemy's strength and defeat them, but when it comes to stabilizing the mind and restoring the basic internal energy circulation, that is the eternally unchanging shortcut.

After turning a few pages, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but feel puzzled. She should have known all these records intimately, with no possibility of forgetting anything. Yet, the book's contents differed slightly from her memory. Some meridian pathways appeared extended compared to her recollections. If it weren't for the handwriting, which was identical to that of her predecessors, and the fact that the meridian pathways described were crucial to their martial arts, not mere speculation, and the fact that even a slight attempt to practice the techniques felt like following their own path, albeit more profoundly, Duanmu Yinshuang might have suspected someone had secretly rewritten their martial arts to harm her.

"Greetings, Master."

"Rise!" Hearing Mei Yingxue's voice from the doorway, Duanmu Yinshuang waved her hand, beckoning her disciple over.

"Xue'er, look... these records, were they there before?"

"Hmm?" Taking the cultivation manual from Duanmu Yinshuang's hand, Mei Yingxue tilted her head, carefully examined a few pages, and immediately guessed what Duanmu Yinshuang was wondering: "Disciple doesn't quite remember... Master, do you suspect something? But... but... Yue Wujiang should have been trapped by the formation in the guest room. Even if he had a way to escape, it would be impossible for him to have kept it from everyone's eyes. Besides, these... seem to be similar to our sect's cultivation methods. Even if... even if that fellow really had a way to enter and exit the formation silently, and could imitate the patriarch's handwriting, he... couldn't have written these things..."

"Hmm, Yinshuang thinks so too. Yinshuang is probably overthinking it." She sighed, put the cultivation manual back on the shelf, and secretly practiced the cultivation method. Duanmu Yinshuang was extremely familiar with the sect's cultivation method. The records in that book were at most a little more profound. There were no obstacles or pauses in the practice. It was smoother than ever. Duanmu Yinshuang, feeling she was being overly wary of Yue Wujiang, inwardly cursed herself. If that lecherous scoundrel hadn't been so infamous, why would she be so worried? Why hadn't she considered killing him that day? Even if Yue Wujiang's martial arts were strong, killing him at the risk of injury wasn't impossible. "Xue'er…you…to what extent did you learn from the teachings you received in your dream?"

"Master…Master…" Unexpectedly, Duanmu Yinshuang asked such a shameful question, and Mei Yingxue's cheeks flushed crimson, her voice becoming soft and weak. Although they were both women, and their conversation lacked some restraint, discussing sexual matters with a younger sister was not the same as telling her master about the lecherous scoundrel's teachings on sexual matters; but since Duanmu Yinshuang had asked, how could she hide it? For the past few days, Yue Wujiang's teachings in her dreams had become increasingly embarrassing. Even when she discussed it privately with Mei Yuxiang, she was so ashamed that her brain felt hot. After stammering for a long time, she finally managed to speak: "What he taught... was still... about female masturbation..."

"Oh? It's... the same thing?"

"No...more...more profound than before..." Just thinking about what Yue Wujiang had said in her dream made Mei Yingxue blush deeply, her beautiful eyes seeming to shimmer with tears. She lowered her head, her slender hands gently twisting the hem of her clothes, and finally managed to speak: "He said... female masturbation...is essentially simulating... the pleasures of men and women in bed...so the more unrestrained the emotions, the better...just...self-stimulation...or looking at portraits of men...it's...not profound enough...when watching men and women having sex...you can't help but...masturbate...while enjoying the sensory and tactile sensations, the carnal pleasure...even...wanting to take their place...that pure infatuation...is what...can be considered passionate masturbation..."

"This...this is really..." Upon hearing these words, Duanmu Yinshuang was dumbfounded. Although she knew that as a woman, she would have to undress and enjoy the pleasures of lust under a man's crotch sooner or later, and even be manipulated and played with by Yue Wujiang in her midnight dreams, almost to the point of debauchery, although she felt ashamed and angry, it was mostly because of the object rather than the lust itself. However, as a virgin, she felt ashamed just thinking about it. How could she imagine watching others enjoy themselves, being stimulated by lust, and wishing she could join in? Not to mention being spied on by others!

However, the pleasures of men and women in bed are inherently unconventional. Duanmu Yinshuang and the Mei sisters had never been virgins, so she really didn't know if this was normal or an abnormal method used by lecherous men to stimulate their lust. After all, it was common for officials to have three wives and four concubines. It was not unimaginable that concubines would serve the husband during intercourse, or that the husband would pull the concubines to enjoy the pleasure together when he was not satisfied.

But…it's truly shameful! Thinking of this, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but recall that she had previously heard Bisiya shyly recount how, after being defiled by Yue Wujiang, she had also endured humiliation in bed with other captured female warriors. Although Yue Wujiang's junior brothers, Yue Yun and Yue Chang, were not as skilled in martial arts as their senior brothers, their prowess in bed was not far inferior; at least, it was not something that a newly arrived and naive Bisiya could easily withstand. Although Bisiya was unwilling to speak fully, the thought of being gang-raped by three men in bed, possibly even all three at once, while the pleasure might be several times more intense, would also be exponentially more exhausting and shameful, truly a torment for her.

"Hmm, Xue'er?" Seeing that Mei Yingxue seemed to have discovered something, her beautiful eyes glancing at her, yet she hesitated to speak, Duanmu Yinshuang realized that she had let something slip. If she hadn't overheard Mei Yingxue and Mei Yuxiang's private conversation, how could she have guessed whether Yue Wujiang was teaching the same thing? Duanmu Yinshuang gritted her teeth and finally managed to tell the whole story: "Actually... Yinshuang... has also had some dreams these past few days..."

"Is... is that so?" Hearing Duanmu Yinshuang say this, her beautiful eyes misted over, her cheeks flushed, and her ears burned. Mei Yingxue couldn't help but be surprised. But thinking about it, it made sense. Yue Wujiang was indeed a master among lecherous thieves. Bringing him back to Mingyu Pavilion and imprisoning him, Duanmu Yinshuang, as the pavilion master, was under much more pressure than her sisters. If what one thinks about during the day manifests in dreams at night, then this was the root of strange dreams. It was impossible for Duanmu Yinshuang to be without something in her dreams. Moreover, judging from her master's appearance, what she saw in her dreams... was probably much more intense than what her sisters had seen.

"Hmm... Xue'er, you... tell me first... what Xiang'er saw in her dream... then Yinshuang... tell me..."

"Yes..." Although she felt it was a bit unfair, since her master had asked, how could she, as a disciple, not answer? However... recalling what Mei Yuxiang had said, Mei Yingxue's face also turned red. Although it was just a retelling, Mei Yuxiang was always bolder than her sister. In her dream, she saw Bisiya being lewdly played with by Yue Wujiang. Compared to her, who was only being taught, even if it was embarrassing, it was only indirect. Just retelling it made her feel hot all over.

Mei Yingxue, shy and hesitant, recounted what Mei Yuxiang had seen in her dream. Although it was an indirect retelling, it was still quite embarrassing. After all, Yue Wujiang had already aroused Bi Siya's lust and made her shyly submit to him right under the bed. She had abandoned her chivalrous spirit and feminine reserve, and even took the initiative to beg Yue Wujiang for lovemaking. Although it was not actual intercourse, it was still shocking enough for a virgin. Moreover, Yue Wujiang did more than that. Just hearing the two thieves Yue Yun and Yue Chang appear in Mei Yuxiang's dream, and the three of them harassing Bi Siya with their moans, and her half-heartedly serving the three thieves with her body, even just the skin-to-skin contact, made the listener feel ashamed.

"Actually..." Although she had already glossed over the more explicit parts of Mei Yuxiang's words, Mei Yingxue was still hoarse and shy as she spoke. She even had to admit that as she recounted and recalled the events, the scenes seemed to flash through her mind frame by frame, shaking her to her core. If, as Yue Wujiang said, she were to masturbate while saying those things, the pleasure would probably be no less than witnessing a pornographic play firsthand. However, she couldn't say this to her master: "Later... Yue Wujiang also said... uh, it was in a dream..."

"That lecherous thief... mentioned these things in Xue'er's dream too? What... what did he say?" Just listening to it made Duanmu Yinshuang feel hot all over. She thought that with her fairy-like and beautiful body, she had fallen into the hands of a lecherous thief and been humiliated and ravaged like that. Before even going to bed or actually making love, she had already been aroused and lost all sense of self, surrendering to the lecherous thief obediently. The power of lust was truly unimaginable. She wondered what kind of intense scene it would be when she was aroused and lost her virginity. Knowing that the pleasure between men and women was only a matter of time, Duanmu Yinshuang really did not intend to remain chaste. She just wanted to avoid losing her precious virginity to a lecherous thief like Yue Wujiang.

"He...he said..." Thinking of what Yue Wujiang had said in her dream, Mei Yingxue's face turned redder and her voice became more cloying, so soft it seemed as if it were about to overflow with water. The more dignified and scholarly she spoke, the more shameful the content seemed: "He said that even outside the bed...it's...it's possible to have intercourse...but...that wouldn't be called male-female sex...it's just...just illicit intercourse...or wild intercourse..."

"Is...is that so?" Hearing this, Duanmu Yinshuang couldn't help but feel shy. As a chivalrous fairy, being taken to bed and conquered by a lecherous thief was already unbearably shameful. If they hadn't even gotten into bed yet, but instead engaged in illicit intercourse outside the bed, it would be even more shameful. Although if she were like Bisiya, who was ravaged by a lecherous thief and served the man willingly before even getting into bed, teasing and arousing his virility, that would still be considered a complete loss of face! Even if she was forced to have intercourse with a man because she couldn't suppress her emotions, she should at least get into bed.

"Master..."

Seeing Mei Yingxue peeking at her, and remembering what she had just said, Duanmu Yinshuang felt extremely embarrassed. However, since she had already spoken, she couldn't go back on her word to her disciple. Duanmu Yinshuang lowered her head shyly, and after a long while, she finally spoke: "That...that embarrassing thing in my dream...I don't want to...don't want to say it twice...At least...I didn't...have any illicit relations outside the bed or even have any wild sex...Hmm...Xue'er...you...find an opportunity...to bring Xiang'er over too...so that I can...tell it all clearly at once..."

The thought of having to speak of the embarrassing things in her dream made Duanmu Yinshuang even feel a sense of unease. Her body was damp, but she couldn't go back on her word now that things had come to this. Just thinking about herself in her dreams, still bound to the bed every night, only able to let Yue Wujiang bind her eyes and indulge his lust, the irresistible weakness was a minor matter. Although in her dreams she was only teased and played with, her crotch was wet and thirsty, constantly spewing out strong demands for sex, only stopping when the lewd object was at the gates, just short of actual intercourse, Duanmu Yinshuang had a feeling that when the day came when she didn't ask him to stop, but rather to subdue his lewd power and beg him to penetrate her, she would willingly offer herself.

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