[One Thousand and One Nights, 2012 - Night 3: Mr. Xu's Naked Bride in the Red Forest]

Episode 1: The Good Woman Honglin
June 28, 2011, Mingguang City, Anhui Province, Mingguang Winery Family Planning Office.
"Sister Jie, where is Sun Ruo?" A woman in her late thirties, wearing a black women's suit and flesh-colored stockings, walked into the Family Planning Office.
She placed a large stack of documents on the office floor, wiping sweat from her fair cheeks as she glanced at Zhang Yijie, who was about her age but wore heavy makeup, sitting at the desk diagonally opposite her.
Zhang Yijie, engrossed in typing on her computer, didn't even look up, saying expressionlessly, "She just went out with the director."
"She was probably discussing our work scope with Sun Ruo."
"Honglin, you're even more naive than I thought. I really don't know how you've lived these past 41 years." Zhang Yijie rolled her eyes at Honglin and continued typing.
“This makes me look young,” Honglin said, bending down to pick up a piece of paper from the ground. This simple action exposed her to a male employee of the family planning office who happened to be passing by. Her flesh-colored stockings reached her thighs, and her private parts were covered by white underwear, plump and protruding. The employee glanced at her twice and quickly walked away, as Honglin straightened up.
“I thought women her age would dress very sexily to excite their husbands,” the employee muttered as he walked away, his mind filled with the lewd image of Honglin's raised buttocks. However, Honglin was a woman who upheld traditional virtues; whether at the winery or outside, she had never been involved in any scandals with any men.
Of course, this didn't mean no men wanted to sleep with her. The virtuous, beautiful Honglin was the dream sex object for many men, especially in this male-dominated winery.
The skirt of Ms. Honglin's suit was close to her knees, made of a stiffer material. Unlike a flowing dress, it wouldn't reveal too much skin when the wind blew. However, if she bent over too much, her private parts would inevitably be exposed.
Seeing a piece of printed waste paper, Honglin casually tossed it into the wastebasket and then sat down at the desk on the left. The
family planning office was about forty square meters, containing three desks, a printer, a scanner, a materials cabinet, a water dispenser, and some very simple and basic decorations. The family planning office also had a restroom, so the three women and one man working there didn't have to go to the public restroom outside.
The director of the family planning office, Liu Cai, used the large desk in the middle. Honglin and the new employee, Sun Ruo, shared one desk, and the third desk was for Zhang Yijie. Although Zhang Yijie had a desk to herself, there was a LCD computer on her left and a printer and scanner on her right, and occasionally a large pile of materials, leaving her no place to even put her water cup. It wasn't exactly special treatment.
Taking a sip of tea, Honglin licked her lightly lipsticked lips, casually flipping through a pile of documents she had just brought over. She frowned and said, “There aren’t many female employees at the distillery to begin with, and the male employees are always messing around. This is the third pregnancy report I’ve received in the last two weeks. We should try our best to prevent this from happening. After all, our distillery’s family planning office isn’t like those street-level family planning offices. Our distillery’s family planning office should have the easiest job in the whole distillery…”
“The premise is that men and women don’t mess around,” Zhang Yijie paused, leaning back in her chair and drinking tea. “Perhaps you could distribute condoms to each dormitory and make sure they wear them every time. That way, no one will get pregnant, and our family planning office work can be much easier. You won’t have to go out and check all day, and I won’t have to fill out reports all day. Wouldn’t that be great?”
“That won’t do. That’s tantamount to condoning their misbehavior!”
Shrugging, Zhang Yijie placed her thermos beside her feet and continued filling out reports, saying, “When the director retires and you get promoted, you can have the new guy distribute condoms.”
“I never thought about becoming a director,” Honglin said, running her red-nailed fingers through her long black hair that cascaded down her back. She touched the back of her neck, which was covered in sweat, making her a little annoyed, but that’s just how summer is. Luckily, there was air conditioning in the office; if she were working in the workshop without it, Honglin felt like she would be steamed alive.
"With the director retiring, it's only natural for you, a staff member who has worked diligently in the family planning office for over a decade, to take over. I'll continue being a typist."
"You could take over too."
"Come on, I don't have that ability," Zhang Yijie paused, then said meaningfully, "Be careful that the director's position isn't snatched away by that little vixen, Sun Ruo. I always feel she's too clingy to the director."
"That's a sign of being eager to learn. Sister Jie, you're overthinking things. The director has a wife and children, and Sun Ruo is only twenty-three. Even if they're close, it's like a father-daughter relationship."
"Oops! I made a typo. I'm too lazy to argue with you. It's almost 4:30. If I make a few more mistakes, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave work."
Looking at the wall clock, Hong Lin said, "I still need to go grocery shopping after work."
"What a virtuous wife and loving mother."
"Cooking is the most basic thing," Hong Lin said, already opening her computer to edit employee data.
Before long, Director Liu Cai, who is of Mediterranean appearance, and Sun Ruo, who is pretty and cute, walked into the office together. Liu Cai sat down at his desk and gulped down his tea, and asked Hong Lin to pour him a cup.
After finishing his drink, the thin and bony Liu Cai glanced at Hong Lin, who, despite having given birth, still possessed a good figure accentuated by her tight-fitting women's suit. He squinted and smiled, "Hong Lin, I'll be coming to organize some materials tomorrow and won't be back at the distillery. I've spent most of my life here, and I really miss it. From now on, you'll have to manage the family planning office for me. Don't let anything go wrong. I'll come over to visit whenever I have time."
"You must come back to visit when you have time," Hong Lin felt a surge of warmth. She thought the director meant she was to take over the director's position, but without the boss's explicit statement, she couldn't be sure she would be promoted. However, the director's position was definitely hers. After all, among the three staff members in the family planning office, she, who frequently attended the distillery's leadership meetings and had worked in the family planning office for over a decade, was the most qualified. Zhang Yijie could only type, and Sun Ruo had no experience whatsoever. There was no way they would be chosen.
At this moment, Sun Ruo, having closed the bathroom door, stood in front of the mirror and lifted her miniskirt. She wasn't wearing safety shorts underneath, but rather a pink low-rise panty that barely covered her private parts. The panty was damp, and her pale thighs, where the veins were faintly visible, were still stained with a slightly whitish liquid.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Sun Ruo sighed and said, "This director looks so skinny, but I didn't expect him to last half an hour and ejaculate so much. What a hassle. I'll have to take birth control pills again when I get back."
As she spoke, Sun Ruo slowly pulled down her panty, revealing her sparsely haired pubic area, glistening with semen. The fabric protecting her private parts was covered in dissolved semen, and some even dripped from her open vagina onto the floor.
Hong Lin assumed the director was taking Sun Ruo to familiarize herself with the winery, unaware that he had taken her to an empty room for sex.
Sun Ruo was a college graduate who had worked for over a year. After graduation, she sold expensive imported wines at a bar, often getting groped by customers and occasionally even having to accompany them to hotels. After nearly a year, she quit and started working at the family planning office of Mingguang Winery, thanks to the director's introduction. Naturally, she wanted to repay the director with her body.
After finishing work at 5:30, Hong Lin said goodbye to her colleagues and left the family planning office to take the bus home. After getting off the bus, she went to the nearby vegetable market and bought some clams, cabbage, and pork ribs before heading home.
Hong Lin's salary wasn't high, at most 1,500 yuan a month. With rising prices, pork ribs had risen to 17 yuan per jin (500 grams), so she always felt the pinch when buying groceries. But she had to eat well for every meal, otherwise, she wouldn't get enough nutrition and would have to spend even more money at the hospital.
Honglin's husband, Qiang, is a policeman who has been frequently traveling for work for the past year or two, each trip lasting at least three days. His salary is average, around 3,500 yuan a month.
The couple's combined income is nearly 5,000 yuan. They have a son who just started first grade and also have a mortgage to pay, so their life is somewhat frugal. Honglin, who likes to dress up but doesn't dare to, doesn't own many cosmetics; most of her makeup is cheap or bought during store promotions.
Despite their modest living standards, Honglin has been happy these past few years because she has a loving husband and a sensible son. However, occasionally she hopes that she or her husband could earn a lot of money to improve their lives, especially when she sees some former classmates showing off their lavish clothes. This thought becomes even more urgent for Honglin. But
too much money is also a burden; she might be robbed or murdered, which wouldn't be worth it.
This is the reason she forces herself not to constantly think about living a wealthy life.
Honglin returned home at 6:10 PM. Her husband, Qiang, was organizing files in his room, while her son was doing his homework in his own room.
She had been feeling anxious, but seeing these two most important people in her life calmed her down. After instructing her son to finish his homework, Honglin went to steam rice and cook. While the rice was steaming, she also brewed a cup of jasmine tea for her husband. She had intended to chat with him about the director's retirement, but seeing him so engrossed in organizing files that he seemed oblivious to everyone else, she had no choice but to leave the room.
Honglin and Qiang had been married for almost ten years. During those ten years, they had treated each other with respect and had little desire for intimacy. Since the birth of their son, their world as a couple had been disrupted. They used to make love only once every week or two, but now it was almost once every two weeks, or even once a month, or even
longer. Honglin had even forgotten that she was a woman and forgotten the long-lost orgasm. A woman in her forties is considered to be in her prime, and Honglin occasionally thought about being intimate with her husband, but her husband, a policeman, was too honest and upright. Sometimes he didn't even understand Honglin's needs. Sometimes, even when he had Honglin on top of him, he would finish in a few minutes. Those few minutes didn't even allow her to reach the edge of orgasm, let alone satisfy her. After this happened more than ten times, they both became somewhat afraid of sex and made love even less often.
Compared to physical needs, Honglin believes that family harmony and stability are more important. She also believes that a woman shouldn't only think about sex, so she never criticizes her husband's incompetence, nor does she show any desire for sex in front of him.
After dinner, the family of three goes for a walk hand in hand.
Whenever the neighbors see Honglin's family taking a walk, they are very envious, thinking they are the happiest family in the world, and they are recognized as an outstanding family by the district committee every year.
After their walk, they get home at eight o'clock. After their son takes a bath and goes to bed, Honglin and her husband take turns showering.
They remember that in the early days of their marriage, they often took baths together, but afterwards they showered separately.
After showering, Qiang sat in front of the computer to continue organizing files. After showering and changing into white pajamas, Honglin put all the clothes into the washing machine, while she washed items like underwear and stockings herself.
Scrubbing her flesh-colored stockings, Honglin tugged at them and noticed a small tear. She considered throwing them away, but felt it was a waste, and buying new ones would cost money. So she decided to wear them a few more times—earning money wasn't easy!
Honglin smiled sweetly as she diligently washed the stockings. She thought the position of director was a sure thing for her, but little did she know that one day, let alone becoming a director, her personal freedom would be restricted, and even basic household chores like washing stockings would require someone else's permission!

Episode 2: The Director Isn't Her
After hanging up the clothes, Honglin returned to her room to find her husband still organizing files. Feeling a bit bored, she thought of watching those melodramatic soap operas in the living room, but worried about waking her son and disturbing her husband. So she leaned against the headboard and read a book. After
a while, Honglin got out of bed and made her husband a new cup of jasmine tea, personally supervising him as he drank it. If she didn't supervise, she was afraid her husband would waste the tea.
In Honglin's view, her husband, a policeman, didn't know how to take care of her, so besides being a good wife, she also had to play the role of a nanny.
Qiang drank most of his glass and smiled憨厚ly, saying, "It tastes really good."
"It's almost 9:30, get some rest."
"Almost there, give me another half hour."
"You always bring your work from the station home," Honglin sighed slightly and continued, "I'm used to it, but don't set a bad example for our son. If he treats his wife like that in the future, I, as his mother, will never allow it!"
"Of course not, don't worry," Qiang said, continuing to organize the files.
"What should I wear tomorrow?"
"Anything is fine."
"The director is retiring tomorrow, and I might be the new director tomorrow."
"Hmm, that's good."
Knowing that her husband was just being perfunctory, Honglin felt a little stifled. She had wanted to have a good talk with her husband tonight about becoming the director. Although the salary increase would only be three hundred, the benefits would also increase accordingly, such as the year-end bonus.
Opening the wardrobe and looking at the outdated clothes, Honglin sighed, "Never mind, I'll just wear that black suit skirt and stockings as usual. It seems like this is my favorite combination." She paused, then turned to Qiang and asked, "Qiang, do you think I should wear flesh-colored stockings or black stockings?"
"Both are fine."
"Then should I wear flesh-colored stockings on my left leg and black stockings on my right?"
"Sure."
"Just giving me the runaround again," she muttered, feeling bored. Honglin closed the wardrobe, expressionless, and crawled into bed. Watching her husband's busy back, she felt dissatisfied but didn't want to say anything more. She told him to go to sleep early and then closed her eyes to sleep.
A moment later, Honglin's phone rang, and she quickly answered it.
“Honglin, this is Wu Lingling. I’ll be in Mingguang City tomorrow morning, and I have a party to attend tonight. Could you come with me?”
“Where?”
“Hehe, it’s just a very small dinner party at the Colorful Hotel.”
The Colorful Hotel is a five-star hotel in Mingguang City, but Wu Lingling described it as a small place. Honglin was a little surprised. She had never been to such a high-class place, and she didn’t even dare to dream of it. So when her high school classmate asked her to go, she remained silent for a long time.
“Hello, hello, Honglin, are you listening?”
“Yes, yes,” Honglin said, snapping out of her daze. “You should have time tomorrow night, right? What time should I go?”
“I’m staying at the Colorful Hotel tomorrow. You can get there around six o’clock. My room number is 503. Just come up when you arrive. I have to catch my flight now, so I’ll leave now. We can talk more when we meet tomorrow.”
Before Honglin could say anything, Wu Lingling hung up the phone.
After graduating from high school, Honglin went to work at Mingguang Winery, while Wu Lingling returned to her hometown in Henan. Honglin and Wu Lingling kept in touch. Honglin was completely baffled as to why Wu Lingling had suddenly come to Mingguang City, but after so many years apart, it was only natural to meet her tomorrow night. Perhaps she was unfamiliar with Mingguang City and needed someone like him, who had lived there for most of her life, to act as her guide.
"Qiang, I'm not going home for dinner tomorrow night. My old classmate Wu Lingling is coming to Mingguang City and wants me to go out for dinner with her tomorrow night."
"Okay."
"What about you and the baby?"
"You cook a lot of food for lunch tomorrow, and I'll just heat it up for dinner."
“Okay,” Honglin paused, then said, “I’m going to the Colorful Hotel. Are you worried I’ll be seduced by a rich guy?”
Qiang turned his head and smiled, “We’ve been married for ten years. If you were seduced, you would have been seduced long ago. Would you still be here now? Hehe, wife, you really love to joke.”
“It was a joke,” Honglin said, putting her phone on silent on the bedside table. She tossed and turned several times before finally falling asleep. After she fell asleep, Qiang was still organizing files and didn’t go to bed until almost midnight.
The next morning, Qiang took their son to school on his electric scooter, while Honglin took the bus to work.
Honglin rarely dressed up, but today she deliberately wore light makeup and her favorite women’s suit. Her long legs were tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings, and her jade-like feet were adorned with a pair of perfectly sized white high-heeled sandals, decorated with white bows.
Her outfit made it look like she was attending a meeting of the winery's leadership, but today was a big day. If nothing unexpected happened, she would be promoted from employee to director. She had waited nearly ten years for this opportunity and longed for it immensely. So she arrived at the family planning office half an hour early to tidy up her desk in preparation for President Xu's arrival.
After tidying her own desk, Honglin also gave the entire family planning office a general tidy-up. Only after Zhang Yijie walked into the office did she pretend nothing had happened, sitting at her desk and clicking around with the mouse, her eyes fixed on the time in the lower right corner of the screen. She believed that President Xu would come in soon to announce that she was the director. At
eight o'clock sharp, only she and Zhang Yijie were in the family planning office. Liu Cai had already retired, so it was normal that he hadn't come to work. But Sun Ruo, the girl in the miniskirt who had only worked there for a few days, still hadn't arrived. This annoyed Honglin, who was the future director, but she didn't want to call Sun Ruo, otherwise she might accuse her of being a new broom sweeping clean.
At 8:30, Director Liu Cai walked into the Family Planning Office and smiled, "Xiao Hong, Xiao Zhang, I'm just packing my things and leaving. Before I go, I have something very important to announce."
"Just say it," Hong Lin seemed very calm, but her heart was pounding like she'd been confessed to.
"If I leave, the director's position will be vacant, and someone has to fill it."
"Of course, it'll be Hong Lin," Zhang Yijie said.
"Don't talk nonsense, Sister Jie, you're much more capable than me."
"Alright, alright, stop passing the buck," Liu Cai glanced at Hong Lin, who looked even younger with makeup, adjusted his reading glasses, and said, "President Xu and I talked for a while last night, and it's tentatively decided that Sun Ruo will be the director."
"What?!" Hong Lin's eyes widened, her heart felt like it had been stabbed and was spinning several times. She simply couldn't believe that Sun Ruo, who had only been at the Family Planning Office for less than a week, would be chosen by President Xu. Sun Ruo was so young and had no experience at all. How could President Xu possibly choose her?
Honglin couldn't believe her ears. Zhang Yijie sighed and buried herself in typing. Who became the director was none of her business; she just wanted to keep typing until retirement.
"Xiao Hong, don't be discouraged. You still have a chance. After all, it'll be a while before the director is officially confirmed."
"But why Sun Ruo? She's only been here a few days. Even if the sky falls, it can't be her!" Honglin's defenses completely crumbled. Tears almost welled up, and she even considered making a mess of everything she had prepared, but she didn't. A sliver of hope remained in her heart—Liu Cai's last words: "After all, it'll be a while before the director is officially confirmed."
After a long silence, Liu Cai said, "Since you want to know why, then I'll tell you. Come with me."
Filled with doubt, Honglin immediately followed Liu Cai out of the family planning office.
Liu Cai led Hong Lin towards President Xu's office. Even before they reached it, intermittent moans drifted from ahead, immediately reminding Hong Lin of her youthful days of forced sex. Back then, though she wasn't good at moaning, she would instinctively moan whenever Qiang's penis plunged fully into her vagina. Unfortunately, that was many years ago.
Reaching the door of President Xu's office, Liu Cai pointed to the slightly ajar door. Hong Lin approached and, through the crack, saw a scene that made her blush but also disgust. President Xu, weighing
nearly 200 pounds with fat drooping like breasts on his face, was passionately engaged in sex with the petite and adorable Sun Ruo, who had a fantastic figure. The plump President Xu was pinning the petite Sun Ruo against the desk, his large penis thrusting into her pink vagina again and again.
"Oh...oh...President Xu...your penis is so big...I'm going to be fucked to death..." Sun Ruo trembled, her buttocks rising and falling to meet President Xu's thrusts.
"My dick isn't big enough for you to feel good," Mr. Xu leered, continuing to fuck Sun Ruo. His body writhed with each thrust, his small eyes behind his square-framed glasses scanning the doorway like a hawk's. He knew Liu Cai had taken his prey outside and had witnessed him fucking Sun Ruo.
"After we're done, you'll be the director. You'll have to keep an eye on Hong Lin and make sure she falls into my trap!"
As he spoke, Mr. Xu spat, spraying saliva onto Sun Ruo's breasts. "Ugh... I... I will... I'll keep an eye on Hong Lin... but boss... boss, don't forget what you promised me... ah... ah..."
"It's just a little medical bill, I'll definitely pay for it! Damn! This pussy is so tight! It feels so good to fuck her!"
Hearing this, Hong Lin finally understood why Sun Ruo, who had only been working there for a few days, was the future director. It was all Mr. Xu's arrangement. And what kind of trap was Mr. Xu talking about walking into his trap?
"How despicable!" Honglin gritted her teeth, wanting to rush in and slap President Xu. She never imagined that President Xu was such a hypocrite.
"I think Sun Ruo is hiding something. It seems she was threatened by President Xu. I just saw it. I didn't want you to know, but..." Shaking his head and sighing, Liu Cai said, "Xiao Hong, keep up the good work. I hope you'll be the director. After all, you're capable and experienced."
With a bitter smile, Honglin turned and left, saying, "President Xu wants to appoint Sun Ruo as director, and I can't change that. It looks like I'll be retiring soon."
Watching Honglin walk away, Liu Cai revealed a cold smile. After Honglin went down the stairs, Liu Cai pushed open the office door, locking it behind him. His eyes were fixed on the place where Sun Ruo and President Xu were intertwined, their excited fluids spraying everywhere.
"Everything's taken care of, President Xu." Liu Cai bowed humbly.
"Hmm, I just heard Honglin's footsteps," Xu, the fat-faced boss, licked his lips and thrust several times before ejaculating into Sun Ruo's uterus. He then sat in the swivel chair smoking. Sun Ruo, who had been brought to orgasm twice, was panting heavily, her contracting vagina still spitting out cloudy semen.
After stripping naked, the skinny Liu Cai pressed down on Sun Ruo and worked hard, saying, "The plan has been initially successful. If Hong Lin can follow the trap we set step by step, she will become your plaything, Mr. Xu. Hong Lin is truly a top-notch woman. She's 41, but her skin is still so good. Her breasts aren't big, but they're very firm. And her upright character is just like her husband's, making you want to have some fun with her."
Mr. Xu suddenly picked up a folder next to him and threw it at Liu Cai, angrily saying, "Only I can have fun with Hong Lin! You'd better not even think about it!"
Liu Cai, who was almost ejaculated from the blow, was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Xu, I was wrong. I won't dare to say that again."
"Liu Cai, let me tell you, even if Hong Lin isn't a virgin, she's not someone you can touch casually, unless I make her sleep with you," Mr. Xu grinned, his smile extremely sinister.
A moment later, Mr. Xu got up, took two cards from the filing cabinet, and threw them in front of Liu Cai, saying, "These are VIP cards for the Lonely Ballet Club. One is for that bitch Sun Ruo, and the other is for Hong Lin. Liu Cai, have Zhang Shanggong from the publicity department give them to Hong Lin later and find a way to get her to attend. I like her legs, I like the way she looks in stockings, and I want to lick them with my tongue, making her whole body covered in my saliva!"
"Ugh... why do I have to go too..." Sun Ruo said.
"Go when I tell you to! Stop hesitating! I'll make you have sex with a dozen male dogs!"
"Ugh... I was wrong..."
Mr. Xu, his eyes gleaming with lust, said, "Honglin just saw me having sex with Sun Ruo. She definitely wants to know why Sun Ruo slept with me. So, Sun Ruo, when you get back to the family planning office, you have to find a way to cry to Honglin, make her feel sorry for you, make her pity you. Only in this way can you get close to her completely, monitor her, and tell me her every move. You are just a dog I placed by her side, understand?"
"Yes... yes... oh... my cock is going to pierce me..."
Smoking a cigarette, Mr. Xu continued, "Sun Ruo, you should do your job well and cooperate with us to corrupt Honglin. After she falls, you will get even greater benefits. That's the reason we hired you as a prostitute. Don't let that reason become a bubble, or you will die a very ugly death."
Knowing that Mr. Xu was capable of anything, Sun Ruo dared not speak anymore, and could only keep moaning, waiting for Liu Cai to ejaculate.

Episode 3: The Lonely Ballet Club
After having sex with Sun Ruo for over ten minutes, seeing Mr. Xu's displeasure, Liu Cai had
no choice but to pull out his penis, take the VIP card for the Lonely Ballet Club, and run to Zhang Shanggong in the publicity department, briefly explaining Mr. Xu's arrangements. Meanwhile, Hong Lin was sitting at her desk, lost in thought. She couldn't believe that her efforts of over a decade had turned into an illusion, and she couldn't understand the meaning of Mr. Xu's words. What kind of trap was he trying to lure her into?
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved Hong Lin felt, even feeling that Zhang Yijie, head down typing on the keyboard, was mocking her. She even considered packing her things and leaving the family planning office, which had brought her so much joy but had instantly pushed her into an abyss. But then, the words of Director Liu Cai flashed through her mind.
Perhaps… perhaps there was still a chance. Perhaps Mr. Xu would change his mind and make her the director. After all, the winery employees wouldn't support Sun Ruo, a woman with absolutely no experience.
"It can't be me!" Honglin cried out, tears welling up instantly. Not wanting anyone to see her weakness, she quickly wiped away her tears, trying to think of happy things. But the more she thought, the more unfair fate seemed to her, and she even considered publicly revealing that President Xu had coerced Sun Ruo.
Zhang Yijie stood up, intending to comfort Honglin, but hearing footsteps, she sat back down.
Sun Ruo, her vagina still itchy, walked in, feigning a desolate expression. She placed her handbag on the desk and choked out as she went into the bathroom.
"Sun Ruo..." Looking at the bathroom door, Honglin recalled the scene of Sun Ruo being pinned down on the desk by the disgustingly fat President Xu. She was even more curious about what Sun Ruo meant by "medical expenses."
After a while, seeing that Sun Ruo still hadn't come out and was still sobbing softly in the bathroom, Honglin, who was usually like an older sister, knocked on the bathroom door. With Sun Ruo's permission, she went in.
"Sister Lin, do you need to use the restroom?" Sun Ruo forced a smile while wiping away her tears; her bloodshot eyes broke Honglin's heart.
Stepping forward and embracing Sun Ruo, Hong Lin said, "You're only twenty-three, yet you have to endure so much. I'm really worried you won't be able to go on."
"Sister Lin, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Not wanting to touch a raw nerve, Hong Lin briefly recounted what she had seen and heard outside President Xu's office, omitting Liu Cai.
Upon hearing this, Sun Ruo burst into tears again, clinging tightly to Hong Lin and sobbing. As a woman of the world, Sun Ruo had developed the ability to cry and laugh as she pleased, which was why President Xu had approached her.
"Don't cry, sister, crying too much is bad for your health."
"Waaaaah…but…but my father has stomach cancer…the surgery will cost hundreds of thousands…If I don't give my body to President Xu…if I don't agree to let him monitor you…I won't be able to save my father…waaaaah…"
"You're such a good girl," Hong Lin thought, unsure how to help Sun Ruo, given her own financial situation. Her family had practically no savings; even the few tens of thousands they had were only for emergencies.
"Sister Lin, what should I do? I can't take it anymore, sob sob..."
"There will be a way," Hong Lin paused, then quickly asked, "Why did General Manager Xu ask you to supervise me and make you the director?"
"General Manager Xu said he has something on you that he's afraid you'll report him, so he asked me to monitor you whenever I have free time. If you want to or want to report him, you have to tell him immediately. He made me the director so he can get rid of you, but he can't fire you because he's afraid you'll be angry and report him. So he wants me to drive you away."
"Something on me?" Hong Lin couldn't figure out what kind of thing General Manager Xu could have on her, but she felt that Sun Ruo wouldn't lie, so she said, "Then you should supervise me properly. Anyway, I don't have anything on me. As for asking me to resign, I can't do that. After all, I've been in the factory for more than ten years, and I've grown attached to it."
“I didn’t say I was going to kick you out, Sister Lin. You’re my good sister, I can’t let you suffer. But if you just hold on for a month, everything will be fine once Mr. Xu pays for my father’s treatment. Then I can resign, and the director’s position will be yours.”
“If Mr. Xu threatens you again, just tell me. I’ll report him!”
“Okay!” Hugging Hong Lin tightly, Sun Ruo’s gaze fell on Hong Lin’s legs. “Sister, your stockings are so ordinary. Do you want me to give you a pair?”
“No need. I’m just an ordinary woman. I can’t afford anything good.” Smiling, Hong Lin wiped away Sun Ruo’s tears. “Focus on your work and try not to see Mr. Xu. A girl’s body is more valuable than her life.”
“Okay, I know.” As she spoke, Sun Ruo took out a pair of flesh-colored stockings that she hadn’t opened from her makeup bag. She unpacked them, straightened them, and said, “These are also flesh-colored stockings, but the workmanship is very fine. Wearing them feels like you’re not wearing any at all. They’re very breathable. Sister, you should wear these. They’re good for your health and can better protect me.”
“Okay,” Honglin was happy to see Sun Ruo smile through her tears, so she took the stockings and said, “I’ll change into them when I have time.”
“Change them now, I want to watch you change your stockings, sister.”
“It’s a little embarrassing.”
“Change them! Change them! I want to watch you change your stockings, sister!” Sun Ruo grabbed Honglin’s arm and shook it vigorously.
“Okay, okay, I can’t do anything with you,” Honglin rolled her eyes at the wounded little sprite Sun Ruo, stuffed the stockings into Sun Ruo’s hands, and took off the stockings that covered her thighs.
“Sister’s legs are so white and shapely!”
“But they can’t compare to yours,” as she spoke, Honglin subconsciously glanced at Sun Ruo’s thighs and realized that her legs were actually more shapely and longer than Sun Ruo’s, with almost no excess fat.
“Sister, let me help you,” the obedient Sun Ruo squatted down and pulled down the top of the stockings. Hong Lin held onto the wall with one hand and lifted her skirt with the other. Her exquisitely sculpted feet slipped into the top of the stockings, and Sun Ruo pulled the stockings up. The tender white skin, like that of a newborn baby, was gradually swallowed up by the stockings. The stockings were also very long, reaching all the way to the top of her thighs. Hong Lin let out a soft moan when Sun Ruo accidentally touched her private parts. That place was just too sensitive.
“I saw your underwear, sister! It’s so ordinary! Do you want…”
Before Sun Ruo could finish speaking, Hong Lin hurriedly said, “You don’t need to give me anything too trendy! My husband will think something’s wrong with me if he sees it.”
“Okay, okay,” Sun Ruo giggled, helping Hong Lin put on another pair of stockings, adjusting them before and after, and then said, “They really look so good!”
Looking at her thighs in the mirror, Hong Lin also felt that the stockings Sun Ruo gave her were better than the previous pair. They were ultra-thin, semi-transparent, and incredibly alluring. Moreover, they had a great fit, allowing her thighs to show their most attractive side, making Hong Lin’s legs look like a model’s legs.
“Sister, some people like to smell women’s worn stockings.”
“Are there really such perverted people?”
“Yes, they think women’s worn stockings have a special smell, and they love smelling them so much, like they’re poisoned,” Sun Ruo said, grabbing the stockings Hong Lin had worn and stuffing them into her hand, persuading, “You don’t believe me? Smell them.”
Smelling her own stockings, Hong Lin really couldn’t smell anything besides the scent of sweat.
“Smell it again carefully,” Sun Ruo said, secretly taking out her phone and switching to camera mode, completely unaware of Hong Lin’s presence.
As Hong Lin almost pressed the stockings against her face to smell them, the flash blinded her, and her face changed drastically. She cried out, “Quickly delete the photo of me smelling stockings!”
“No! No!” Sun Ruo stuck out her tongue and ran outside.
“Delete it now! It’s so ugly!” Hong Lin immediately chased after her.
The two chased each other around the family planning office for a while. Hong Lin couldn’t get Sun Ruo to delete the photo of her smelling stockings, but she never imagined that Sun Ruo was going to give it to Mr. Xu, who liked to smell and even lick women’s worn stockings.
A moment later, Zhang Shanggong, the head of the publicity department, knocked on the door of the family planning office with a smile. After receiving Hong Lin’s permission, he came in.
“I have something to discuss with you two,” said Zhang Shanggong, a refined-looking man, placing two VIP cards for the Lonely Ballet Club in front of Honglin and Sun Ruo respectively. “Provincial leaders will be visiting our Mingguang Winery in two weeks, and there will be a welcome party. General Manager Xu hopes that you two can spare some time each afternoon to train at the club listed on these cards for two weeks, and then perform a ballet performance with Mingguang Winery characteristics at the welcome party.”
“I love ballet!” Sun Ruo exclaimed happily, grabbing the card.
Honglin, who had no dance background and no intention of joining any club, still picked up the VIP card and glanced at it: Lonely Ballet Club VIP Card.
Putting down the card, Honglin said, "Minister Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm honored by General Manager Xu's favor, but I can't dance, so I can't accept this task."
"Hehe, there's something I forgot to add," Zhang Shanggong continued, attracting Honglin's attention, "Your family planning office director, Liu Cai, has retired, and his position is still vacant. Yesterday, several factory leaders held a meeting and initially decided that Sun Ruo would be the director, but later, provincial leaders called to say that there are many problems with the appointment and removal of positions in many enterprises in Anhui recently, so the position of director of the family planning office will not be appointed for the time being..." "
It's best not to take the position. I think Sister Honglin is more suitable to be the director," Sun Ruo said.
“A single word from a provincial leader can bankrupt the winery, so whether it’s Honglin or Sun Ruo who becomes the director depends on the provincial leader’s decision.” After a pause, Zhang Shanggong continued, “The position of director of the family planning office is temporarily vacant and will be decided by the provincial leader. So the three of you can write a work report, and the provincial leader will know who the director is after reading it.”
“I’m withdrawing,” Zhang Yijie raised her hand. “I have absolutely no interest in that director position. I just like typing.”
“Then you two get ready,” Zhang Shanggong picked up the VIP card from Honglin’s desk and turned to leave.
“If Sister Lin isn’t going, I’m not going either,” Sun Ruo said, handing the VIP card to Zhang Shanggong.
“Then I’ll have to think about how to talk to General Manager Xu,” Zhang Shanggong frowned and walked out.
Honglin's eyes darted around nervously. Every word Zhang Shanggong had said was etched into her mind. Honglin understood that if she performed exceptionally well at the welcome party and gained the favor of the provincial leaders, coupled with her work report showcasing her over ten years of experience at the winery, even if General Manager Xu insisted on appointing Sun Ruo as director, he couldn't stop her. Furthermore, she could report General Manager Xu's actions to the provincial leaders and force him to step down!
Being the director was secondary; getting General Manager Xu out of office was the priority. However, Honglin didn't want to learn ballet, as she was already too busy with family matters. After thinking it over, she watched Zhang Shanggong leave the family planning office.
Zhang Shanggong didn't return to the publicity department office but went straight to General Manager Xu's office and relayed Honglin's reaction.
After listening, Mr. Xu, with his deep gaze, stared out the window for a long while before saying, "Honglin has embezzled funds from the winery before, and now she's going to embezzle again. If she doesn't agree to participate in ballet, I'll put her in jail!"
"Do I still need to pass on the message?"
"No need. Go back. I need to talk to my friend at the bank and have him withdraw a sum of money in Honglin's name."
"Then I'll take my leave. If you need anything, contact me," Zhang Shanggong said, and left the office.
With his legs crossed, Mr. Xu said, "Honglin, Honglin, you can't escape my grasp. I will definitely make you my exclusive stocking ballerina!"
When Honglin got home at noon, she wanted to talk to Qiang about what happened at the company that morning and hear her policeman husband's thoughts. However, after she cooked the meal, Qiang called to say that he had to work overtime at noon. This made Honglin very depressed, and she couldn't even taste the braised fish at noon. But seeing her son eating so happily, her furrowed brows relaxed.
Honglin's afternoon at work was uneventful. After work, she took a short break to go home, heat up some food, and then took a taxi to room 503 of the Colorful Hotel.
She knocked on the door, and after a moment, Wu Lingling, wearing a bathrobe and drying her hair, opened it. Once Honglin entered
, Wu Lingling locked the door. While drying her hair, Wu Lingling chatted with Honglin about their carefree high school days, and then about their post-graduation plans. Honglin learned that Wu Lingling had returned to her hometown to teach English at a primary school, later went into business, and then married a wealthy man, staying home to raise their child until now.
Learning that Wu Lingling's husband was the owner of a large company with a net worth of nearly 100 million, Honglin thought of her own husband. Compared to him, Honglin felt that Qiang was far inferior, but Qiang was her choice, and he was good to her—something money couldn't buy. Therefore, she was very content with her current life.
After chatting for a while, Honglin received a call from her husband, and Wu Lingling took Honglin to a banquet.
When Honglin arrived at the banquet, she was shocked to see so many celebrities from Mingguang City, including the mayor. They all treated Wu Lingling with utmost respect, completely ignoring her. She was dressed too plainly, except for her long, shapely legs in stockings, which caught the attention of the men at the banquet. This made Honglin very uncomfortable. If she had known it was such a high-society banquet, she would never have attended. But in order not to embarrass her old classmate, Honglin maintained a sweet smile throughout the entire banquet, though her heart was filled with unbearable pain.
The disparity in their social status and the vast difference in their quality of life made Honglin doubt whether her choice was right. But her son was already nine years old; even if she had made the wrong choice, she couldn't change it, and she loved Qiang and her son.
At nine o'clock, the banquet ended. After chatting briefly with Wu Lingling, Honglin took a taxi home. When she arrived, her husband still hadn't returned, and no one answered her calls. Honglin knew he was either handling a case or interrogating a criminal.
The next day at work, Honglin was called to General Manager Xu's office. Sitting next to her was a woman she didn't recognize, wearing a work badge around her neck—a staff member of the Municipal Industrial and Commercial Bank.
Looking at the seemingly respectable General Manager Xu, Honglin wanted to rush up and slap her, but that would reveal that she knew about his sordid affairs. So she forced a smile and sat opposite them. She wanted to place her hand on the desk, but remembering that Sun Ruo had been violated on this very desk yesterday, Honglin withdrew her hand.
"Xiaolin, you speak," General Manager Xu gestured.
"Are you Ms. Hong Lin?" After Hong Lin nodded, Xiao Lin took a document from her briefcase and pushed it in front of her, saying, "Please take a look."
The document stated that Hong Lin had withdrawn 100,000 yuan from their bank at 3:10 PM yesterday.
After briefly glancing at the document, Hong Lin was so shocked she wanted to slam her fist on the table, exclaiming, "Impossible! I've never touched any of the factory's money!"
"Then what about this document?" Xiao Lin took out another document.
The second document was also a record of Hong Lin's embezzlement of the winery's money. This was true; at that time, Hong Lin urgently needed money, so she secretly transferred nearly 50,000 yuan from the company, but she made up for it a few days later and had forgotten about it. She didn't expect the bank to still have the record.
"Hong Lin, you've worked at the winery for over ten years, and I've always trusted you. I never imagined you would embezzle company money twice. If you return that 100,000 yuan now, I'll let bygones be bygones," said General Manager Xu.
"I didn't take it! I really didn't take it!" Hong Lin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
“Ms. Honglin, please make up the 100,000 yuan within two weeks, otherwise the bank will sue you,” Xiaolin said, then put away the documents and left the office.
After Xiaolin left, Honglin glared at President Xu and said, “If you want to fire me, I’ll pack my things and leave right now. You don’t need to do such a disgusting thing!”
“I’ve always been an upright person and never frame anyone. Besides, I was on a business trip when you embezzled public funds last time, so I couldn’t frame you at all. But if you’re saying I framed you this time, that’s still possible,” President Xu paused, then said coldly, “As long as you go to the Lonely Ballet Club’s training and perform well at the welcome party, I will make up this huge hole and pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, you’ll have to go to jail.”
“I won’t go!” Honglin got up and left.
"I heard your husband is a policeman. A policeman's wife breaking the law? Do you think he can keep his job? Let me imagine the heartbreaking scene of a wife in jail, a husband without a job, and a son crying at home."
"You scoundrel!" "
Sit down and talk it over. It won't hurt either of us," Mr. Xu continued after Honglin sat down. "I know you have something on me, so I deliberately created this. The purpose is simple: to make you perform well at the welcome party and ensure the provincial leaders leave satisfied. Whether the provincial leaders appoint you or Sun Ruo as director is irrelevant. However, you must resign and leave the winery afterward. Once everything is okay, I'll transfer 100,000 yuan to your account, and you can then transfer it to the company account."
"Just dancing ballet is enough?"
"If I wanted your body, I could have even bigger leverage," Mr. Xu grinned. "I only ask you to dance ballet."
Honglin, her whole body covered in goosebumps, thought for a long time before saying, "Okay, I agree. If you go back on your word later, I'll ruin your reputation!"
"This is a VIP card," Mr. Xu said, pushing the card towards Honglin. "I've already given the other one to Sun Ruo. You two go together this afternoon, don't disappoint me."
"You beast!" Honglin grabbed the VIP card and left without looking back.
"I am a beast, but soon you'll be willing to dance gracefully in front of this beast, like a white swan, and I'll leave a mark of shame on you!"
Back in her office, Honglin chatted with Sun Ruo for a while. She learned that Mr. Xu had threatened Sun Ruo again, insisting that she attend ballet training. Honglin felt sorry for her and secretly resolved to protect Sun Ruo, unaware that this was all a trap set by Mr. Xu. As upright as her husband, she was walking step by step into Mr. Xu's trap.
The club opened at 3 PM, so Honglin didn't go to the family planning office that afternoon. Instead, she asked Zhang Yijie to handle any possible situations and to call her in case of emergencies. She waited for her at the club entrance at 2:30 PM. Sun Ruo arrived at 2:40 PM, and the two chatted happily. Sun Ruo even bought Honglin a cold drink.
Around 3 PM, the club's doors opened, and club manager Yang Jing led the way to the dance studio.
A short while later, an Audi A8 pulled up in front of the club. Mr. Xu, dressed in a black suit that couldn't hide his excessive weight, stepped out. Yang Jing, who had already escorted Hong Lin and Sun Ruo to the dance studio, appeared at the door. Seeing Mr. Xu, she hurried forward, saying, "Mr. Xu, I've brought Hong Lin to the dance studio."
"You did a good job. It wasn't for nothing that I spent a fortune buying your almost bankrupt club," Mr. Xu grinned, his small, lustful eyes fixed on the average-looking Yang Jing.
“Mr. Xu, may I ask you a question?”
“Go ahead.”
“Honglin is average-looking and already 41 years old. Is it necessary for you to spend so much time and money on her?”
“In my opinion, Honglin is a perfect woman, and I love seeing her in stockings. That’s why I arranged for her to dance ballet. If Honglin wore a ballet outfit, she would be the most beautiful and captivating woman in the world, and the woman I most want to lick!”
“But…”
“Shut up! Ask any more questions! I’ll burn this club down! Don’t think you’re the only club in Mingguang City!” Mr. Xu roared, spitting all over Yang Jing’s face. The smell was extremely unpleasant, like fermented swill.
"I...I understand..."
"Take me to the monitoring room. I want to monitor Honglin while I'm doing you."
"Okay."
The club had been bought by Boss Xu, and almost everyone had been dismissed except for Yang Jing. Besides playing the role of club manager, Yang Jing also had to do things for Boss Xu. There was no other way; Yang Jing was short of money, and she was willing to sell her body for a huge sum of money. However, she was very afraid of the somewhat perverted Boss Xu.
Boss Xu wanted to turn this club into his private place, and Honglin was the ballerina in stockings on this huge stage. He wanted to manipulate Honglin like a puppeteer, making her do whatever he wanted. He even wanted to brand Honglin's private parts, making her his private property. However, this couldn't be achieved in one step; it required a lot of groundwork!
Entering the monitoring room, Boss Xu sat in front of a soft chair, looking at the largest screen in the center. The screen showed three women: Honglin, Sun Ruo, and Li Baoping, who was in charge of teaching them ballet.
Next to the large screen were several smaller screens showing public restrooms, changing rooms, bathrooms, corridors, storage rooms, and other places.
“My Chinese name is Li Baoping, and I’m your ballet teacher,” Li Baoping, with a dark complexion and wearing a black bodysuit, smiled and continued in fluent Mandarin, “I’m African, twenty-six years old, and I’ve lived in China since I was a child. I came to London, England to study ballet at seventeen. A few days ago, I was invited by the Lonely Ballet Club to teach here, which, simply put, is to teach you ballet. I don’t care if you have any ballet experience or how hard you work; I only require that you do exactly as I say for the two hours you’re here.”
“Will it be difficult? None of us have any experience,” Sun Ruo asked.
“No, no, don’t worry,” Li Baoping smiled and continued, “As long as you do exactly as I say, I’m confident that I can transform you into swans within two weeks.”
“Then thank you, teacher,” Hong Lin said.
Listening to their conversation, Mr. Xu leaned back in his chair, his fat, seemingly oily thighs resting on the table, muttering to himself, "Honglin, sometimes docile, sometimes fierce, I will turn you into a swan in stockings, belonging only to me. I will brand your breasts, your buttocks, and the private parts where your husband has slept with you, with my exclusive mark, so that you will always belong only to me!"
After chatting with the approachable foreign ballet teacher for a while, Honglin took Sun Ruo's hand and headed towards the dressing room. Today, Honglin was going to wear her first ballet outfit. Meanwhile, the psychologically disturbed Mr. Xu was staring at the screen displaying the dressing room.

Episode 4: Being Spied On While Dressing
Entering the dressing room, Honglin found two ballet outfits, but she thought they were too revealing and decided to find a more conservative one. She searched almost the entire dressing room but couldn't find a third outfit.
"Sister Lin, this is quite comfortable," Sun Ruo, already dressed in her ballet outfit, twirled in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her swan-like reflection.
Looking at Sun Ruo, seeing that only her breasts and thighs were exposed, she breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps she was too conservative?
"Hurry up and change, don't keep the coach waiting too long." Sun Ruo was waving semi-transparent stockings in her hand, squinting her eyes, "Should I help you change these stockings like I did in the office?"
"No need! It's not like I don't know how to put them on."
"I helped you change them in the bathroom once, so I'm happy to do it again this time," Sun Ruo said, rushing towards Hong Lin, playfully hugging her tightly, and starting to unbutton Hong Lin's clothes.
"I can do it myself!" Seeing Sun Ruo so lively and active, Hong Lin was both happy and annoyed, but she didn't stop Sun Ruo. After all, Sun Ruo was already pitiful enough, and it was good to let her find some fun on herself.
At this moment, Mr. Xu was having sex with Yang Jing while staring at the monitor. Seeing Sun Ruo unbutton Hong Lin's suit skirt, Mr. Xu's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He intensified his thrusting, imagining Yang Jing as Hong Lin. But Yang Jing, utterly devoid of resistance, couldn't even compare to a hair on Hong Lin's head. So no matter how Yang Jing moaned, how she manipulated her body, or how she tried to please him, he didn't even glance at her, mechanically continuing his actions, his eyes never leaving the monitor.
Unaware that the dressing room was under surveillance, Hong Lin, with Sun Ruo's help, had already removed her suit skirt and undershirt. Her breasts, large enough to be grasped in one hand, were accentuated by a white bra, making them appear very full. Her collarbone and cleavage were clearly visible. The exposed flesh outside the bra was whiter than the rest of her body, like a freshly peeled egg. However, she was still wearing stockings; if she took them off, the skin on her inner thighs would probably be even whiter, since that area was almost completely hidden.
Looking at Honglin, Sun Ruo suddenly reached out and grabbed Honglin's breast, squeezing it hard several times, and said with a grin, "It's not sagging, better than I imagined. Sister Lin, you've taken good care of yourself! I'm so envious and jealous!"
Sun Ruo's action made President Xu fuck Yang Jing like he was on Viagra. Yang Jing, who was dizzy from being fucked, moaned even louder, echoing in the narrow monitoring room, mixed with the slapping sounds of their genitals colliding.
"Honglin! One day I will definitely make you stick your ass up like a dog and let me fuck you!" With that, President Xu, in his excessive excitement, ejaculated into Yang Jing's uterus, and made Yang Jing kneel on the ground and eat the semen that separated from his penis.
"Don't do that, this is not a place you can touch," Honglin said, swatting Sun Ruo's hand away and rolling her eyes at her several times.
"Only your sister's husband can touch them?"
"I'm not talking about this kind of thing!" Honglin picked up the neatly folded pure white ballet costume, unfolded it, and saw a pair of white stockings folded in the middle. She picked them up, shook them, and realized they were pantyhose, very transparent, with the fabric covering her private parts being even more transparent. However, she was wearing underwear underneath, so even if they were completely transparent, it wouldn't matter.
"Sister Lin! Let me help you!" Squatting down, Sun Ruo awkwardly held Honglin's stockings up, and Honglin, feeling somewhat passive, switched feet to let Sun Ruo take them off.
After taking off Honglin's stockings, Sun Ruo pressed them to her face and took a deep breath.
Honglin, seeing this in the mirror, was startled and said, "Do worn stockings smell good? They must smell of sweat, right?"
"They have a fragrance, you'll understand later," Sun Ruo said, sniffing even more intensely. Honglin, wearing a bikini, blushed and her heart raced. She never imagined that Sun Ruo would like to smell her worn stockings.
At this moment, Mr. Xu switched the camera to the monitor mounted on the dressing room floor and zoomed in. The entire screen showed a close-up of Hong Lin's pubic area. Her genitals were tightly bound by white underwear, the center concave, and the two mounds of flesh high and prominent. Perhaps due to summer sweat, the white fabric covering her private parts was slightly damp, almost transparent, revealing a thick clump of pubic hair, with a few strands peeking out from the edge of the underwear.
As Hong Lin was putting on her hair in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but sway her hips, so simply looking at the screen, she appeared extremely seductive, constantly swaying her hips to seduce Mr. Xu. Mr. Xu's lust was aroused, his eyes gleaming, and he wanted nothing more than to rush into the dressing room and rape Hong Lin. But if he raped her now, this training game would be too boring. Mr. Xu wanted to lead Hong Lin step by step into the trap he had set, and without her knowledge!
Honglin finished putting her hair up and told Sun Ruo to stop smelling the stockings. Sun Ruo then helped Honglin put on the pantyhose. The almost completely transparent pantyhose were a bit tight, and Honglin felt uncomfortable, as if it were restricting her body. But this restriction made her thighs appear more shapely, longer, and without any excess fat, like a teenage girl. Honglin knew she was no longer a girl, but the woman in the mirror really did look young!
"Sister, you look so beautiful," Sun Ruo praised.
"I'm getting old, but I can't compare to you!" Honglin rolled her eyes at Sun Ruo and started putting on her ballet outfit. She felt that the instructor was getting impatient.
The ballet outfit was actually similar to a sundress, except that the skirt of the ballet outfit was upturned, like a swan spreading its white wings. The upturned skirt just covered her buttocks. If she danced with big movements, her crotch would be visible. However, having watched many ballet performances on TV, Honglin knew this was perfectly normal.
After Honglin changed into her ballet costume, Sun Ruo circled her several times. Once everything seemed okay, the two walked out of the dressing room hand in hand.
Honglin looked like a pristine white swan, unaware that her fate would be drastically altered by this pure white ballet costume!
Entering the dance studio, instructor Li Baoping was still all smiles, appearing very approachable.
Looking at the two approaching "white swans," Li Baoping clapped her hands and said, "Today is the first lesson. Start with leg stretches. This way. Stretch your left leg twenty times, then switch to your right. Let me determine which leg is more flexible, then we'll focus on training the other leg to make their flexibility equal."
"Sister, are you flexible?" Sun Ruo asked.
“Neither of them are very good,” Honglin laughed, placing her left leg on the bar, turning to the side, raising her right hand, and stretching her leg like she did in gym class at school. Sun Ruo tried to stretch her leg like Honglin, but her other leg was a little unsteady, and it took her a while to get used to it.
Glancing at them, Li Baoping said, “Keep your right hand on your right leg and don’t move. Let’s see if you can withstand external stimulation.”
After they maintained their leg-stretching posture, Li Baoping walked up to Sun Ruo, placed her hand on Sun Ruo’s waist, and slowly moved it down. Before Sun Ruo could react, Li Baoping’s hand landed on Sun Ruo’s private parts, which had been penetrated by countless men, and slid along the cleft of her flesh. Although there were two layers of fabric covering her, Sun Ruo still felt a strong sensation and let out intermittent moans.
Seeing this, Honglin blushed and hurriedly said, "Coach, why are you touching...touching there?"
"In pas de deux ballet, the chances of a woman's private parts being touched are very high, so I need to stimulate your private parts to make you less sensitive. Otherwise, if you touch each other's private parts during the performance, it might interrupt the entire performance."
"You mean Sun Ruo and I are going to do a pas de deux ballet?"
"Yes," Li Baoping said, withdrawing her hand and walking towards Honglin. "Sun Ruo can hold back, now let's see if you can."
Before Honglin could react, Li Baoping's index finger was already pressing against her private parts and sliding against the opening.
"Ugh..." Feeling like she was cheating, Honglin instinctively groaned, which only excited Li Baoping more. She slid faster and harder, pressing the fabric into the opening, almost completely exposing the bulging mound.
Honglin groaned and shivered, almost unable to stand.
"Hold on, or you won't be a qualified ballet dancer!" Li Baoping's words became somewhat stern.
"Ugh...I...I know..." Honglin felt like she was going crazy as her private parts were being touched by someone she'd only known for less than half an hour, and not gently at all. Her clitoris was being touched repeatedly. The lustful fluid that indicated her growing arousal flowed out, staining her white panties. Because of Li Baoping's rubbing, it leaked from both sides, making her already transparent pantyhose even more transparent, revealing a large, obvious water stain.
"Ugh..."
"Bear with it!" Li Baoping snapped.
Startled, Honglin thought Li Baoping was a gentle yet strict ballet instructor, unaware that this "strict" ballet instructor was actually a lesbian. The mature aura emanating from Honglin's body aroused Li Baoping's desire to torment her, and all of this torment was carried out under the orders of President Xu. After all, she had taken President Xu's money, so she had to do work of equal value.
"I can't...I can't stand up anymore..." Knowing she was leaking vaginal fluid, Honglin was incredibly ashamed. Seeing Sun Ruo staring at her private parts made her even more embarrassed, and she even wanted to leave. But she couldn't leave; she had to train hard and perform well at the welcome party. Even if President Xu didn't give her the 100,000 yuan that had nothing to do with her, she could still leave a good impression on the provincial leaders and then report President Xu!
President Xu, monitoring Honglin's every move through the monitor, was extremely excited, his eyes practically blazing with desire. He even wanted to personally participate in Honglin's solitary ballet training.

Chapter 5: The System
"Hmm..."
"How does it feel?" After asking, Li Baoping's fingers continued to caress Honglin's private parts, her fingertips occasionally touching Honglin's clearly engorged and swollen clitoris.
Honglin, her delicate body trembling, bit her thin lips and whispered, "Ugh...it itches...I can't touch you anymore..."
With a cold laugh, Li Baoping said, "If Sun Ruo accidentally touched your private parts while you were dancing ballet, and you started moaning, do you think the provincial leaders would see you as a pure and innocent swan, or a wanton woman?"
"Please don't use those kinds of adjectives!" Honglin cried out, realizing her mistake, and lowered her head to continue enduring Li Baoping's inconsistent caresses, saying, "I really can't hold back anymore."
Frowning, Li Baoping said, "Then it seems I need to add some outdoor training."
"What outdoor training?"
Moving her hand away, Li Baoping sniffed her fingers in front of Honglin and laughed, "It seems Chinese women smell different from African women. I wonder if you two smell the same?" With that, Li Baoping used her other hand to caress Sun Ruo's private parts.
Although Sun Ruo's body trembled occasionally, she didn't cry out like Honglin, and her expression was much more natural, after all, she had been with too many men.
Watching Li Baoping caress Sun Ruo's private parts, Hong Lin blushed, but continued watching. She hoped to be as calm as Sun Ruo, so she could perform better at the welcome party, win the favor of the provincial leaders, report President Xu, and remove him from the stage, while also rescuing Sun Ruo, who had been coerced by President Xu into offering her body.
Li Baoping sniffed the fingers sticky with Hong Lin's and Sun Ruo's vaginal fluids, revealing her pearly teeth, and said, "This is unexpected. I thought Hong Lin's vaginal fluid would smell stronger, but Sun Ruo's is stronger. It seems Hong Lin, you don't have much sex life, do you?"
"Coach, can we not talk about this kind of thing?"
"I respect your opinion," Li Baoping shrugged, "You two continue stretching your legs. I have a few things to tell you. First, I'll give you stage names."
"Can we choose them ourselves?" Sun Ruo looked at Li Baoping expectantly.
“Besides choosing stage names, I also want to tell you a few rules that you must follow, whether you're training, at home, or even at work, and supervise each other!” Li Baoping paused, pacing back and forth, and said, “Sun Ruo, your stage name is Persian Cat.”
“Hmm!”
“Hong Lin,” Li Baoping swallowed, looking at the woman who was over 40 but still charming and somewhat naive, and said, “Hong Lin, your stage name is Beloved Dog.”
“No,” Hong Lin immediately rejected.
“What a stubborn fellow,” Li Baoping sighed slightly. “Whether in Africa, America, or Asia, dogs are man’s best friend, even more loyal than humans. To put it bluntly, family members, even spouses, can betray each other, but a dog would never betray its owner. So the stage name I gave you, ‘Love Dog,’ means that Honglin, you are a very loyal woman. Loyal to your marriage, to your friends, to your family, so please don’t let my good intentions go to waste.”
“But…”
“And the name ‘Love Dog’ is only used during training.”
Honglin didn’t like the stage name “Love Dog.” She felt that dogs were very lowly, wagging their tails and begging for survival. But she also felt that what the trainer said made a lot of sense, so after a few minutes of internal struggle, she nodded.
“Love Dog.” Seeing that Honglin didn’t react, Li Baoping called again.
"Sister, the coach is calling you!"
"My beloved dog."
Gritting her teeth, Hongli replied, "Coach... I'm here."
"Such a good dog," Li Baoping smiled wickedly, clapped her hands to signal them to switch legs, and then walked away under the pretext of getting a drink of water.
Leaving the dance studio, Li Baoping went straight to the monitoring room.
After knocking on the door and receiving permission from General Manager Xu, Li Baoping pushed the door open and immediately saw the club manager, Yang Jing, kneeling naked on the floor, licking General Manager Xu's toes, her buttocks covered in vaginal fluid.
Leaning back in his swivel chair, President Xu glanced at Li Baoping before continuing to stare at Hong Lin on the screen. Her swan-like purity aroused President Xu, and his massive erection was pointing straight up at a 90-degree angle. He was fantasizing about Hong Lin dancing in a revealing ballet costume. He even planned to have a ballet costume specially made for Hong Lin, complete with a dog tail!
Seeing Mr. Xu's sneer, Li Baoping knew he was fantasizing about Honglin. Only when Mr. Xu turned to stare at her did she speak, "Mr. Xu, I've named Honglin according to your wishes."
"I heard you. My beloved dog! Honglin is my beloved dog, that's great, hehe!"
"As for the system, Mr. Xu, do you have any suggestions?"
"You should understand my thoughts very well, otherwise I wouldn't have specially invited you from abroad to China."
"Then I understand," Li Baoping turned to leave, but then turned back again, "Tonight I'm taking Honglin to buy lingerie, very sexy, absolutely to your taste, Mr. Xu. You'll see it tomorrow."
"Transparent, revealing."
"Hmm."
Back in the dance studio, Li Baoping had Honglin and Sun Ruo sit around her.
Having attracted their attention, Li Baoping said, "I'm going to tell you a few rules that you must follow. Anyone who doesn't will get a beating. I'm not joking, you know. My beloved dog, understand?" "
Yes, Coach. Can you please not use 'loving'..."
"Is there a problem?"
"No..."
"Then I'll tell you the rules," Li Baoping paused, "First, you must wear the underwear I bought for you. You absolutely cannot wear the underwear you wore before."
"But..."
Li Baoping glared at Honglin and said angrily, "If you have any questions, wait until I finish explaining the rules before you speak!"
Sensing Li Baoping's displeasure, Honglin had no choice but to shut up, but she still had a lot to say, especially about wearing underwear. Having to wear the underwear Li Baoping had chosen made her feel like a dog, with Li Baoping, as her master, putting a collar on her. But Honglin was wrong, completely wrong. Her master wasn't Li Baoping, but the CEO Xu who fantasized about her through the surveillance camera!
"First, you must wear the underwear, stockings, and even any clothes I buy for you; second, whether it's indoor or outdoor training, you must listen to me and do exactly as I say. Anyone who disobeys will be whipped; third, you must call me before each meal to report what you're going to eat, and I'll tell you what you can't eat so you can maintain your figure; fourth, tell me when your period comes so I can adjust the training intensity; fifth, you must be as humble as swans and absolutely obedient. Whether training indoors or outdoors, you can treat me as a queen and yourselves as maids; sixth, bring your worn underwear directly to the club to be washed with special detergent. Absolutely no washing in private; seventh, train anytime, anywhere. This requires self-discipline. For example, leg presses, high kicks, splits, backbends, and forward bends—these basic skills must be practiced regularly and can't be mastered in just two hours this afternoon."
Seeing that Honglin and Sun Ruo didn't speak, Li Baoping clapped her hands with a smile and said, "My beloved dog, Persian cat, can you abide by these seven points?"
“Mmm!” Sun Ruo responded loudly, while Hong Lin only nodded slightly.
“It’s still early, let me tell you about my experiences, and I hope you can work as hard as I did,”
having captured their attention, Li Baoping began to weave her blood-and-tears ballet training history, leaving Hong Lin and Sun Ruo both astonished and filled with admiration for her. But in reality, Li Baoping wasn’t a professional ballet instructor at all; she only knew some basic skills. Her true identity was a trainer!
A trainer, as the name suggests, is responsible for training. As a professional trainer, Li Baoping’s job was to take money and, according to the client’s requirements, train the person to be trained, changing their personality, temperament, language, and even their character, turning people into dogs. This process required not only whips but also care, allowing the person being trained to slowly transform under the dual experience of pain and affection!
After chatting, Li Baoping invited Honglin and Sun Ruo to dinner. Honglin, worried about her husband and son's ability to manage dinner, wanted to go home, but under Li Baoping's coercion and enticement, she had no choice but to agree. Knowing that they would be going to buy underwear after dinner, Honglin was a little scared, but in order to win the favor of the provincial leaders at the welcome party and bring down President Xu, she could only silently endure it.
Around five o'clock, Honglin and Sun Ruo went back to the dressing room to change, while Li Baoping stayed in the dance studio talking to President Xu on the phone. However, President Xu, who was secretly watching Honglin change, wasn't interested in chatting with Li Baoping, so he hung up after a few words.
"Sister, you're wet here." Sun Ruo, wearing only a bikini, squatted on the ground, staring intently at Honglin's private parts, who was also wearing a bikini. She even took out her phone, switched to video mode, and filmed Honglin's underwear, which was wet with vaginal fluid and appeared somewhat transparent, with a few pubic hairs peeking out. Honglin, who was fixing her hair in front of the mirror, was completely unaware.
After fixing her hair, Honglin turned around to look for Sun Ruo, only to find Sun Ruo squatting behind her taking pictures.
"You damn Sun Ruo! Delete it now!"
Sun Ruo raised her phone and snapped a picture of Honglin's exceptionally full breasts, accentuated by her bra, and her mature face. Although Honglin's face was angry, it was still beautiful; time had left no trace on her.
"Give it to me!"
"No way!" Laughing, Sun Ruo ran around the dressing room, with Honglin chasing after her. Sun Ruo took pictures as she ran, and in the frame, Honglin was panting heavily, her breasts almost spilling out. She even adjusted her bra as she ran to protect her prominent breasts.
After a minute of chasing, Honglin finally caught Sun Ruo and snatched the phone.
"Bad sister!"
Honglin opened the photo album but couldn't find the picture she had just taken.
Seeing that Honglin was looking at the album, Sun Ruo smiled and said, "Sister, I didn't take any pictures of you. I was just posing. I know some things can be photographed, and some things are..."

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