[Married Woman Girlfriend - Sex Toy] [Single Episode] [Author: dsy]

Chapter 1

"Husband, husband! Hurry up! Gate A18! Hurry up!" Xiaoya dragged her suitcase, running breathlessly, and shouted loudly to Guizhi, who was also panting heavily while carrying large bags, completely ignoring the stares from passersby.

However, perhaps these gazes weren't entirely due to Xiaoya's loud behavior in public... For this rare outing, Xiaoya had dressed up meticulously: her newly permed, slightly wavy hair fell neatly to one side, concealing her slightly chubby cheeks while adding a touch of mature allure. Her tight-fitting black off-the-shoulder knit top, revealing her bare shoulders, perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. The dark green pencil skirt she wore was also a tight design, with just the right amount of pleats highlighting the beautiful curves between her waist and hips. Paired with her full, shapely long legs and sheer black stockings, she exuded a captivating charm. To make matters worse, as Xiaoya ran in her 7cm dark red high heels, the gold bell on her choker jingled crisply, like a docile kitten playing with a bell at her feet, making one's heart flutter.

When Takashi saw Xiaoya emerge from the bedroom in this outfit, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn't resist pouncing on her and groping her all over. The long-deprived wife was very considerate and submissive, allowing Takashi to vent his pent-up desire from their long periods of separation. This led to the scene of the two of them running frantically in the airport waiting room to catch their flight.

"Huff...huff...huff...finally made it..."

Despite their disheveled state, the two arrived at the boarding gate just before the cabin door closed. The flight attendant at the check-in counter busied herself with their passports for a while, then spoke into the walkie-talkie before turning to the still panting Xiaoya and Guizhi with a professional smile and saying, "I'm very sorry, this flight is currently overbooked. The two side-by-side economy class seats you reserved are full and cannot be accommodated for you. To express our apologies, we will upgrade one of your tickets to first class free of charge, and arrange for the other to sit in the remaining economy class seats. We can also arrange a refund or transfer to the next available flight and offer you a $200 coupon. What do you think?" "Great! I want to sit in first class!"

Before Guizhi could even speak, Xiaoya excitedly blurted out. Guizhi had initially wanted to agree to the rebooking offer and even make a small profit, but since his wife had spoken, he could only agree as a husband. However, the thought of being separated again during their rare trip as a couple still made Guizhi a little unhappy.

The usually considerate and gentle Xiaoya failed to notice the subtle change in her husband's mood this time. Having finally escaped from housework and work, Xiaoya didn't want to waste a day of her vacation, especially since she had a first-class seat! However, in the boarding aisle, she still clung tightly to Guizhi's arm, looking like a shy, demure wife. Her full breasts, pressed against Guizhi's arm through a thin knitted sweater, easily revealing their impressive size and elasticity, which pleased Guizhi greatly, and his slight displeasure vanished.

The boarding aisle forked ahead; Xiaoya's first-class cabin was on the second floor, with its own aisle and door, while Guizhi's economy class was on the first floor, sharing an aisle with over 400 other passengers. However, since they were the last passengers to arrive, the aisle was empty.

Seeing that no one was around, Xiaoya shyly stepped forward and hugged Guizhi, then tilted her head up and gave her husband a deep kiss. Only then did Xiaoya realize how reluctant it was to be separated from her loved one for the next ten-plus hours of flight. She hesitated and asked, "Honey... how about... we change our tickets?"

Guizhi also wanted to stay with his wife, but he still pretended to be generous and replied, "What?

Regretting it again? It's a rare opportunity to sit in first class, you know? Maybe we'll even run into a celebrity or star?

"

"You're so annoying—"

Xiaoya blushed and playfully hit Guizhi, breaking free from her husband's embrace. "You're just talking nonsense—I'm going in now, see you later!"

Watching his wife's departing figure, Guizhi felt a little bittersweet, a little uneasy. However, time did not allow Guizhi to indulge in these emotions. The flight attendant was already pulling the handle to close the cabin door. Guizhi rushed forward and boarded the plane at the last moment. The economy class was noisy

.

Even though takeoff was approaching, many people were still trying to stuff their luggage into the overhead bins. Combined with the crying of children and the buzzing of adults, the noise of 400 people filled the entire cabin. Takashi had never felt so annoyed by this crowded and stifling way of traveling. Thinking of his wife enjoying a quiet flight in the spacious and luxurious first class, Takashi felt a pang of jealousy.

"I'll go up and enjoy it after takeoff,"

Takashi thought to himself as he found his seat.

Thankfully, there were no unruly children or overweight women. His window seatmate was a young man in his early twenties wearing glasses, a hoodie, and jeans, with headphones on. He was dozing against the window, looking like a typical North American exchange student—quiet, unassuming, and harmless.

Takashi was once an innocent-looking North American exchange student. He met Xiaoya during his studies, and they studied, traveled, did assignments, and watched Los Angeles at 4 a.m. together, supporting each other through the tough and monotonous years of studying abroad. After graduating and returning to China, they quickly got married. Their families pooled their money for a down payment on a small apartment in the suburbs of Shanghai, finally settling down in the metropolis. However, Takashi's job required him to be away from home most of the year, and although Xiaoya had a stable job in Shanghai, her income was low. Coupled with the mortgage, they were always short of money. It wasn't until this time, when Takashi completed a major project and received a bonus, and his company gave him a long vacation, that they finally had the opportunity to make up for their long-awaited honeymoon.

As the plane took off, Takashi was still immersed in memories of the past. He felt he had neglected his wife too much over the years. Now that he had finally established himself in Shanghai, he hoped that this trip back to America with Xiaoya would allow them to rekindle their passionate years, rekindle their relationship, and make up for the regrets of their past separations.

After returning home, Takashi planned to apply to his company for a transfer back to his domestic position. Although the income would be lower, having his wife by his side was more important. Besides, his position at the company was rising, and a promotion was just around the corner. After saving up some money and settling down, he could consider having children… Thinking of this, Takashi's heart began to itch. The intimacy before leaving home that morning hadn't satisfied him at all; rather, it had only fueled his desire. As the plane finished its climb and entered a smooth flight, Takashi unbuckled his seatbelt and got up, intending to go to the first-class cabin to see his wife. If possible, he would stay a little longer, perhaps even getting a kiss and a hug.

"I've heard their first-class cabin is spacious and private. If there's room for two people, maybe…"

Takashi thought to himself.

The A380 had a staircase connecting the upper and lower levels at the nose and tail, but the nose staircase was only for first-class passengers. Takashi had to walk through most of the cabin to the tail staircase to the second floor, and then proceed from the tail towards the first-class cabin.

To Takashi's surprise, between the economy and first-class areas was an island-style catering area. A winding corridor surrounding the central island blocked the view of the economy passengers behind, and a thick curtain hung at the end of the corridor.

Just as Takashi was about to reach out and lift it, a flight attendant approached him and said in a polite but firm tone: "This is the esteemed first-class passenger area. Other passengers are generally not allowed to enter. To respect your privacy, please understand, sir." The flight attendant's smile was bright, but her tone was icy. Takashi patiently explained to the flight attendant that his wife was a first-class passenger, and passengers should have the right to invite other passengers in.

Despite some skepticism, the flight attendant pulled out a folder and rummaged through it, verifying Xiaoya's name with Takashi. Then, she politely said, "I'm very sorry, sir, your wife is a passenger who received a free upgrade and, according to our regulations, cannot enjoy the invitation to ride together service." Although she said she was very sorry, there was no genuine apology in her tone. Takashi got a little anxious and wanted to argue, but the two male flight attendants beside him stopped what they were doing and stood with their arms crossed, watching Takashi warily. Takashi guessed that if he continued to say something, he might be "politely" asked to leave. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so Takashi had no choice but to obediently leave. But even though he was gone, his heart was still with the flight attendant, and a bittersweet unease began to rise within him.

Xiaoya

felt she must have been incredibly lucky. The luxury here was beyond her imagination. She wasn't in ordinary first class, but in the most prestigious "first-class apartment" of the airline! A perfectly flat bed, a large-screen TV, and even the control panel was an iPad embedded in the armrest! Xiaoya was as excited as a child, touching and looking at everything, raising and lowering various gadgets, having a wonderful time.

"Hello..."

Two soft knocks sounded at the door, followed by a gentle female voice. Xiaoya quickly abandoned her playful mood, sat upright on the sofa, and adopted the elegant demeanor of a wealthy lady. She cleared her throat before speaking, "Please come in." Unsurprisingly, it was a flight attendant. She gave a slight bow and said with a professional smile, "Welcome aboard our flight. I am Xiaohan, the chief flight attendant for this flight. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything. We will be happy to assist you. We wish Mr. and Mrs. Shen a pleasant journey—" Xiaoya initially enjoyed her elegant demeanor, but then something felt off. Mr. and Mrs. Shen?! Looking at the greeting message on the screen, a line of cursive English read "Welcome Mr. & Mrs. Shen," clearly not Xiaoya's or Takashi's name.

"Ahem, I'm not Mrs. Shen, my name is Lin Xiaoya, I came up here in upgraded cabin..." When she said the words "upgraded cabin," Xiaoya felt her confidence completely vanish, and the "ladylike demeanor" she had painstakingly cultivated crumbled instantly.

However, the flight attendant only paused for a moment before quickly apologizing to Xiaoya: "I'm sorry, Ms. Lin, this was our mistake. The passenger change was too recent, and our system hasn't had time to update..." Suddenly, an unpleasant snort came from next door, and the partition separating the two suites was pulled aside, revealing a man in his thirties with a serious pursed-lip expression in Xiaoya's line of sight.

"Excuse me, Ms. Lin, please forgive me for overhearing your conversation. Please allow me to explain. My surname is Shen. My wife and I originally booked these two suites, but unfortunately, she had an urgent matter and had to leave Shanghai early, leaving this seat vacant. They told me it was available here, but I took the liberty of asking the captain to release it for a Last Call passenger. I simply didn't want to waste it, and it would also be nice to have someone to talk to on the way. I'm truly sorry for the inconvenience caused."

Xiaoya was taken aback by the man's words. Asked the captain to release it? Who was this man, so powerful? Come to think of it, this man looked vaguely familiar... Tall, slightly curly short hair, clean-cut face, wearing a polo shirt and casual pants of unknown brand, and a simple watch that didn't reveal its value. Xiaoya had seen hundreds, if not thousands, of men dressed like this, but Mr. Shen looked perfectly at ease in his attire, as if these items were tailor-made for him.

Xiaoya blushed for no reason. This man exuded a sense of oppression from someone who had long held a position of power—not the domineering kind, but a kind that inspired genuine respect and made one instinctively obey his words and instructions.

Xiaoya was sure the flight attendant next to her felt the same way, because she was practically unable to stand, her face flushed crimson, her knees and waist slightly bent, as if she were about to kneel and submit to this man at any moment.

"Ahem, what's your name?"

The purser seemed to wake from a dream, trembling slightly, and immediately bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle: "Mr. Chairman, my name is Li Hanyun, you can just call me Xiaohan—" "Xiaohan, you're the purser, you need to set an example for the team. Be more careful in the future, and don't make this mistake again, understand?"

Chairman?! Xiaoya suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was none other than Shen Qiwei, the newly crowned richest man in mainland China?

He was also the owner of this airline? Xiao Han stuck out her tongue a little shyly, gave a reply, and then went to busy herself with the pre-flight preparations. Xiao Ya sat on the sofa, feeling a bit lost , unsure whether she should chat with Shen Qiwei a little longer. Mr. Shen, being quite perceptive, didn't say anything more, nodded slightly in acknowledgment, and

returned to his compartment. Xiao Ya finally breathed a sigh of relief, touching her burning cheeks, and thought to herself, "Shen the Richest Man... I really saw a celebrity this time... But he really is quite handsome... That

flight attendant's legs were practically glued to him... She must be all wet down there... Ugh, what am I thinking..." === ...

The plane quickly finished its climb and entered a stable flight. Xiaoya sullenly flipped through the in-flight entertainment system. As it turned out, even in first class, the entertainment system was just as boring as in economy class. Xiaoya watched for a few minutes before turning it off, feeling a little resentful: "You promised to come see me after takeoff, why haven't you come yet..." When people are bored, their senses become more acute. Xiaoya originally wanted to recline her seat and rest for a while, but unexpectedly, she heard a rustling sound from next door. After hesitating for a while, Xiaoya couldn't resist her curiosity and peeked through the gap in the partition. However, the scene that appeared before her eyes almost made Xiaoya scream! Mr. Shen was comfortably half-reclining on the sofa, his zipper wide open. His engorged penis was being held like a treasure by flight attendant Xiaohan. Xiaohan was kneeling on the floor, her clothes intact, but her short skirt had been lifted up to her waist, revealing her beautiful buttocks covered by black pantyhose.

Mr. Shen's large hands lingered on Xiao Han's body, and Xiao Han cooperated by raising her black-stockinged buttocks high, making it easier for her boss to knead and play with them.

While swaying her body, Xiao Han rubbed her cheek against Mr. Shen's large penis in a fawning manner, her eyes so misty they seemed about to drip water, her alluring red lips slightly parted, emitting a kitten-like meow. Xiao Ya, watching this, felt a tickle in her heart, silently cursing him for being shameless.

Mr. Shen seemed very satisfied with Xiao Han's performance, roughly grabbing her hair and pressing it against his crotch. Xiao Han understood and stuck out her tongue, licking back and forth on his penis with her wet lips and tongue tip, soon spreading saliva evenly over the entire shaft, making it appear glossy, smooth, and magnificent under the light.

Xiaoya witnessed this erotic scene, but couldn't help comparing it to her own husband. Guizhi was a few years younger than Shen Qiwei, but judging from his penis, Mr. Shen seemed like a young man. Xiaoya thought her sex life with Guizhi was quite harmonious, but as she got older, her once hard and thick "little cannon"

had to give in. When Guizhi returned to the country this time, although his penis was as thick as before, Xiaoya clearly felt that its hardness had decreased. Several times when Xiaoya's pleasure was intense, her vagina would suddenly tighten, and Guizhi's penis would slip out. When he tried to enter again, it would often go astray and poke Xiaoya's perineum or anus, instantly washing away the pleasure that Xiaoya had painstakingly accumulated.

However, the penis of the richest man in front of her was nothing like the refined appearance of its owner. It was simply a weapon of mass destruction. Compared with Guizhi, it was not only more than twice as long, but also far thicker than her husband in his prime. The glans was round and large, swollen like a huge mushroom. The shaft was covered with bulging blue veins, which, moistened by saliva, resembled a dragon emerging from the water. No wonder Xiao Han regarded it as a god - this thing was simply a great weapon for dealing with women. Young girls would be unable to walk after seeing it, and young wives would be unable to move their feet after seeing it. At this moment, Xiao Han had already buried her head between Mr. Shen's legs and started to swallow and spit out the big penis. Xiao Han's red lips were almost stretched to the limit, tightly wrapped around the big penis. With the up and down movement of her head, Shen Qiwei's penis went in and out of Xiao Han's cherry lips, making a loud "rustling" sound.

Xiaoya was startled. Weren't they afraid she'd hear them making such a racket? However, the couple next door clearly didn't care. Xiaohan's oral sex skills were obviously specially trained. While swallowing and releasing the penis with her lips, she tightened her mouth to create negative pressure suction, making the man's penis harder and more pleasurable.

As saliva secreted and her lips adapted, Shen Qiwei's penis moved in and out of Xiaohan's mouth more and more smoothly. Xiaohan began to swallow the penis deeper and deeper. This was clearly not Xiaohan's first time. Despite the difficulty and effort, after several attempts, Xiaohan swallowed Shen Qiwei's penis completely. What surprised Xiaoya even more was that she could not only swallow the penis fully into her throat, but also raise her eyes and use a pitiful look to please her boss, fully satisfying the man's pleasure of humiliating and trampling on a woman.

This was practically a sex slave born to serve men… Xiaoya was getting increasingly agitated. Her reason told her she shouldn't continue peeping at their intimate moments, but her eyes wouldn't leave Mr. Shen's thick, long penis for a second. Xiaoya had witnessed many romantic escapades among her classmates during her studies abroad, but this was the first time she'd seen a live sex show so close up.

Unexpectedly, the plane then entered a rain cloud zone, and the fuselage began to shake violently. The shaking wasn't initially too intense, but Xiaoya, having been leaning against the armrest for so long, suddenly lost her balance and lurched forward, her head slamming heavily against the partition with a loud thud.

Startled by the sound, Xiao Han, who was performing deep throat oral sex, tried to get up and pull out his penis. Shen Qiwei, however

, acted as if nothing had happened, pressing Xiao Han's head down between his legs and asking politely, his voice calm and indifferent: "Miss Lin, are you alright? Should we call a flight attendant?" Xiao Ya's bump hadn't been hard, but feeling guilty, she could only stammer, "No...nothing! Thank you for your concern, Mr. Shen..."

"That's good.

I'm sorry to have startled Miss Lin." Hearing the word "startled," Xiao Ya blushed. She didn't know if Mr. Shen was intentionally teasing her, so she pretended not to hear and awkwardly sat back on the sofa, no longer daring to peek at the scene.

Chapter Two

Fortunately, it didn't continue for long. Xiao Ya only heard the man exhale heavily, then Xiao Han cough twice, deliberately suppressing her breathing, and after a while, she heard the door open and Xiao Han leave. She

must have swallowed it, Xiao Ya thought angrily, though she didn't know what she was angry about.

Soon, Xiaoya found herself facing something even more infuriating.

It was Xiaohan again, knocking on the door with her standard perfect smile. Since Xiaoya hadn't purchased first-class service, she could only offer economy class meals. "Miss Lin, would you like beef rice or chicken noodles?" Xiaoya tried hard to glean something from Xiaohan's face, but unfortunately, she still wore that indifferent, formulaic smile. Her makeup was exquisite, her clothes were impeccable, and her hair was neatly styled, as if she hadn't been the one kneeling on the ground licking dicks like a bitch not long ago.

Xiaoya cursed "bitch" inwardly, her tone becoming rude: "I'm not hungry. Go get me a glass of water. I need to rest."

"Yes, Miss Lin. Please wait a moment. I'll make your bed shortly."

Watching the flight attendant turn and walk away, her swaying hips echoing in her mind, Xiaoya's mood couldn't have gotten worse. Besides cursing "bitch! slut!" a thousand times in her mind, she also felt resentment towards her husband. "That damn bastard promised to come see me, why isn't he here yet? Leaving me here to suffer all this for nothing, humph!" However, Xiaoya soon regretted her impulsive decision, because the tempting aroma of food wafting from Mr. Shen's room amidst the clinking of dishes made her stomach rumble uncontrollably.

"This is too much! Why, why, why!"

Despite her resentment, it couldn't fill her stomach. Just as Xiaoya was seriously considering whether to ring the bell to ask Xiaohan to bring her an airplane meal, Xiaohan knocked on Xiaoya's door uninvited.

"Hello, Miss Lin, I'm sorry to bother you, but I have a card for you." A card? What card? Xiaoya took the card Xiaohan handed her. It was a small, beige cardboard card with a gold airline logo embossed on it.

"To Miss Lin Xiaoya."

"I am tired from my journey and have nothing to do but enjoy a cup of wine with you. I hope you will do me the honor." It was signed Shen Qiwei.

The card was handwritten, something Xiaoya admired. Heaven knows how long it had been since she had touched a pen since graduation, let alone this handwriting, which was quite good. The strokes were restrained and unassuming, showing a master's style. The handwriting reflected the man himself. If she hadn't accidentally seen his fierce-looking penis, she would have thought that the richest man, Shen, was a refined gentleman inside and out.

"Why are you thinking about that thing again..."

Xiaoya looked at Xiaohan, who was smiling in front of her, and couldn't imagine how that cherry-like mouth could swallow such a thick and long thing. "No, no, it's not his fault that he has that thing. Men just like to show off how big their thing is..."

However, the invitation from the richest man in China was still very tempting. How many women in the world could get an invitation to dinner from the richest man in China? And it was a handwritten invitation! As for his previous behavior of messing with the flight attendant, Xiaoya just took it as the perverse pleasure of the rich—"Women like that are just sluts and whores, meant to be played with by men."

"Thank you, please tell Mr. Shen I'll be there shortly."

Watching Xiaohan bow and scrape as she went to report, Xiaoya felt a real sense of satisfaction. "Hmph, do you think your charm is comparable to that of a slut who hasn't even grown her hair yet? Those rich men just use sluts like you and then discard them—" Despite her satisfaction, she still had to maintain her composure. Xiaoya deliberately waited five or six minutes before going over, lest people think she was also the kind of slut who actively sought out others.

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Shen Qiwei's cubicle was perfectly symmetrical to Xiao Ya's. The folding table was now unfolded, set with a pristine white tablecloth and a full set of tableware. The silver cutlery and bone china plates looked exquisite and elegant under the lights, and the rose-colored red wine sparkled like rubies in the glass. When Shen Qiwei saw Xiao Ya enter, he stood up attentively and invited her to sit down. Everything felt like it was happening in a high-class restaurant in Paris, not on an airplane thousands of meters in the air.

The food was exquisitely prepared and delicious, and the red wine was smooth and pleasant to drink. Shen Qiwei was witty and eloquent, occasionally sharing anecdotes about celebrities, making Xiao Ya giggle.

Such a handsome, elegant, witty, and wealthy man would be irresistible to any woman. Soon, under the influence of alcohol, Xiao Ya's pretty face flushed, her eyes crinkled into crescent moons with laughter, and within those crescent moons, there seemed to be a faint glimmer of starlight.

In the midst of their drinking and camaraderie, Xiaoya leaned back on the sofa with a blush on her face. Her small feet, encased in black stockings, were slightly raised, and her dark red high heels hung loosely on her toes. A meal can often bring two people closer, and Xiaoya, immersed in the slightly tipsy atmosphere, clearly indicated that she didn't mind something even more intimate happening.

Just as Xiaoya was starting to anticipate this ambiguous atmosphere, the unromantic knocking sounded again. Xiaohan, ever the perceptive one, didn't open the door but instead asked directly through the partition, "Excuse me, Miss Lin, there's a gentleman waiting for you outside."

Guizhi's timing was impeccable. Xiaoya stammered, "Oh...oh...then please wait until I get back to my seat and call him in."

"I'm sorry, we have a rule, no purchase..."

"Okay, okay, I'll go out, alright?"

Xiaoya gave Shen Qiwei an awkward smile. Shen Qiwei, quite graciously, indicated it was alright and even got up to open the door for the slightly unsteady Xiaoya. As Xiaoya, who had declined Xiaohan's offer to guide her, turned back to see Xiaohan smiling as she walked into Shen Qiwei's cubicle, closing the door behind her.

Xiaoya's mood instantly soured.

After his first unsuccessful attempt at the cabin door, Takashi slunk back. Despite his bad mood, he still finished the airplane meal the flight attendant brought him and drank two glasses of juice. Still unwilling to give up, he went back up to try his luck again.

Unfortunately, the flight attendant at the door gave the same answer: without purchasing services, they couldn't invite him. Takashi thought, if he couldn't go in, surely Xiaoya could come out? So he asked a tall, long-legged flight attendant to go in and pass on the message. The flight attendant readily agreed, but when she turned around and lifted the curtain, Takashi saw a mocking, fake smile on her lips, as if she were gloating and looking forward to seeing him fail.

She probably still looks down on a poor loser like him, right? Damn it… Takashi was practically growing moss from waiting. After a long while, Xiaoya finally staggered out. Seeing her flushed and drunken state, Takashi felt a surge of annoyance, but he suppressed his temper and asked Xiaoya with concern, “Why are you so drunk? Are you alright?”

Xiaoya was inwardly groaning. She could only handle a bottle of beer, but seeing how fragrant and sweet the red wine looked, she had unknowingly downed a large glass. Little did she know that this aperitif had a higher alcohol content than regular red wine. Now, the effects were kicking in, and she was completely dizzy, walking as if on cotton.

“Honey… I’m telling you, I’ve been bullied—” Although Xiaoya’s eyes were blurry with drunkenness, she still recognized her husband. She lunged forward, leaning on Takashi’s shoulder, and began to complain.

"That bitch flight attendant, so slutty and cheap, she doesn't give me anything, everything is 'not purchased,' and she still acts like a slut to men... Ugh... I feel like throwing up..."

"No... don't do that... everyone's watching... keep your voice down..." Takashi was immediately at his wit's end. Xiaoya's alcohol tolerance was low and her behavior when drunk was even worse. Ever since she got drunk and smashed someone's car on the street, Takashi had never let Xiaoya touch alcohol again. Now his wife was drunk like this, and on a plane no less, who knows what would happen in the end.

"Honey, don't cover my mouth! What are you doing! What are you doing?!" Xiaoya twisted and broke free from Guizhi's arm, her head drooping limply as if she were asleep. The next moment, she suddenly raised her head and started rambling incoherently, "Honey—let me tell you, guess who's sitting next to me? Shen Qiwei! The richest man! Impressive, right?"

"I was only supposed to have beef... rice... and... chicken... rice... and... mineral water, but Mr. Shen... invited me over to eat... a Michelin-starred meal! There was asparagus... scallops... and steak... and the wine was really good too..."

"Don't you think I'm charming? Unlike those flashy, cheap women..." Guizhi was afraid that Xiaoya would cause trouble if she continued to act so erratically. In fact, several passengers had already been peeking over, and some had even taken out their phones. Guizhi quickly asked the flight attendant next to him to help Xiaoya back to her room and asked her to take good care of her. Even so, he was still worried. Guizhi simply stayed in the aisle in front of the emergency exit, worrying about his wife while recalling what she had just said. The unease and anxiety surrounding him grew stronger and stronger... === ...

In her hazy state, Xiaoya seemed to sense someone making love intensely. The lewd moans and the slapping sounds of genitals colliding were clearly audible, so vivid and real, as if it were happening in a wet dream, yet also as if it were right beside her... When she woke up, Xiaoya felt sticky and sweaty all over, and her head was throbbing as if it were about to explode. Recalling the erotic events in her dream, Xiaoya nervously checked herself. Thankfully, she was fully clothed and her body was normal. She breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, she hadn't done anything to betray her husband while drunk.

A card lay on the bedside table—a bathroom reservation. Xiaoya remembered that this airline's "first-class apartment"

was most proud of its in-flight shower service. Takashi had once complained that nobody would be so bored as to shower on a plane at 10,000 meters. Now, she needed a good cleaning. "Well, it's probably just a mistake. I didn't purchase this service, hmph—" Despite not having high expectations, Xiaoya pressed the service bell. Even if she couldn't shower, a hot towel to wipe herself down would be nice.

A flight attendant she didn't recognize knocked on the door. Xiaoya gave her the reservation slip, and after a few moments of working on the iPad, she said the reservation was complete and the bathroom would be ready in 15 minutes.

"Um...can I use this too?"

"Excuse me, what did you say?"

"I...um...I was upgraded, and all the previous services said I hadn't purchased anything..." "No, this shows you've already purchased all the services for the first-class suite, including the bathroom."

Indeed, Xiaoya clearly saw the words "Purchased" displayed on the screen in the flight attendant's hand.

Oh? Purchased extra? Did my husband buy it for me? Or...? Xiaoya glanced meaningfully at the closed partition and said nothing more.

Oh well, she desperately needed a good shower right now. As for whether her husband or some rich guy bought the services for her, she'd figure it all out after her shower! "Okay, thank you. Could you please take me there in a moment?" "Yes, Ms. Lin, have a pleasant journey."

Despite being a luxury feature only available in the most luxurious first-class cabins, the in-flight bathroom was still quite cramped. The small cubicle was divided into two parts by a sliding glass door: an inner shower room and an outer changing room. However, though small, it was fully equipped. The shelves on the wall were stocked with shower caps, towels, and bathrobes, while the small sink held a complete set of Bvlgari toiletries. Behind the vanity mirror, there were storage compartments for cotton swabs, cotton balls, dental floss, and other personal care items, making the most of the space.

After entering the bathroom, Xiaoya bolted the door, quickly stripped off her clothes, removed her makeup with a cotton pad, carefully styled her hair, put on a shower cap, and then stepped naked into the shower.

The water was slightly hot, but that was exactly what Xiaoya needed. The hot water sprayed from the showerhead onto her face, then flowed down her neck and shoulders. Xiaoya felt as if the headache caused by the alcohol was being washed away by the water. Her whole body felt revitalized; her sore muscles began to move again, and her blood, which had been numbed by alcohol, regained its vitality. Under the heat, a faint blush appeared on Xiaoya's fair skin. The soothing sensation made Xiaoya let out a long groan—this comfortable pleasure was like a high-quality orgasm, making her very soul tremble.

Xiaoya's long, beautiful legs trembled weakly twice, and a golden liquid shot out from between her thighs, carrying a strong smell of alcohol and ammonia, flowing down her thighs and gradually being diluted by the water.

Xiaoya quite enjoys urinating while showering, which gives her the illusion that she is recklessly ruining her ladylike image. The elegant and intellectual goddess in public secretly enjoys getting herself dirty with urine, and the thin wall separating her from unfamiliar passengers and crew makes Xiaoya feel ashamed, so she closes her eyes and gasps for breath.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a shameless bitch who pees everywhere!" The man's mocking voice was like a thunderclap, jolting Xiaoya awake from her daze. Through the mist, a blurry figure appeared outside the glass door. Xiaoya was terrified and opened her mouth to scream for help, but the person outside reacted faster, pulling the glass sliding door open. With a large hand, Xiaoya's scream was blocked by a lump of something. Xiaoya felt a faint smell of filth and sweat in her nostrils—it was her own underwear that she had just taken off, being forcibly stuffed into her mouth.

Xiaoya's eyes and face were wet with tears. She could barely open her eyes and couldn't see the attacker so close to her. She could only close her eyes and push outward with her elbows and knees, desperately resisting the man's invasion.

However, the extremely limited space became a prison for Xiaoya in the face of the man's absolute strength. Xiaoya was quickly pressed against the wall by the man, her limbs tightly restrained, and her exposed body became the man's prey to take as he pleased.

"Tsk tsk tsk... What a beautiful little bitch! I knew I hadn't misjudged her. Tsk tsk... those tits... that ass... I'll have some fun with her today—" "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh ugh!"

The man raised Xiaoya's hands together and slammed them against the wall. Xiaoya cried out in pain, her resistance weakening. The man took the opportunity to free his right hand, grabbing Xiaoya's left breast and kneading it vigorously. Then he lowered his head and sucked on her other nipple, biting it wantonly.

With her limbs restrained and her sensitive breasts attacked from both sides, Xiaoya felt waves of tingling and weakness throughout her body. Even her struggles were feeble and powerless. For the first time, Xiaoya realized that she was utterly powerless against the man's absolute strength.

What terrified Xiaoya even more was that the man's genitals were constantly rubbing against her smooth, soft abdomen. His penis was hot against her lower abdomen, and even though she couldn't see, she could feel its astonishing size and heat.

"Am I really going to be raped like this?"

Xiaoya felt the man slowly lower his waist, inserting his penis between her legs, like a venomous snake probing the entrance to her vagina—Xiaoya could only futilely twist her waist, trying to avoid the glans probing the entrance, but this weak resistance only fueled the man's lust. The man, panting heavily, pressed Xiaoya's entire upper body against the wall, and Xiaoya could no longer move an inch.

Only then did Xiaoya see the face of the man who attacked her, but it didn't matter anymore, because the thick, hard penis had found the right entrance. The man thrust his hips forward, and with a "pop," he entered the forbidden territory that had once belonged only to Xiaoya's husband, even penetrating to depths that even Takashi had never touched.

"My God! How can it be so big! And so deep!"

Xiaoya felt as if a red-hot iron rod had been thrust into her stomach, as if her internal organs had been displaced. An unprecedented sense of depth and fullness filled every cell inside and outside her vagina. The last time Xiaoya experienced this unfamiliar feeling was when she lost her virginity to Guizhi. Experiencing that indescribable first time again, Xiaoya knew that this time she had truly been thoroughly explored. That huge, hot penis had deeply imprinted its mark on every inch of Xiaoya's vaginal flesh, turning it into a trophy of conquest.

The man was clearly also extremely comfortable. He released Xiaoya's grip on his hands and instead wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pulling her wet body tightly into his embrace. He spread his five fingers like a wolf's claw and grabbed Xiaoya's plump buttocks. Her buttocks obediently submitted to the man's strength, sinking into five fleshy indentations.

Xiaoya finally regained control of her hands, not because of her own resistance, but because the man was confident that his prey could not escape his grasp.

"Mr. Shen! Please let me go! Let...uh!"

Xiaoya quickly pulled out the panties that were stuffed in her mouth, but before she could cry out for help, Shen Qiwei grabbed Xiaoya's waist and thrust in easily. The head of his penis, the size of an egg, hit Xiaoya's clitoris. A tingling, penetrating sensation came from her core, and Xiaoya's whole body immediately lost strength. The cry for help on the tip of her tongue turned into uncontrollable moans.

"Hmm? Hmph... Little slut, what else do you want to say?"

Shen Qiwei leisurely grabbed Xiaoya's round buttocks, kneading and playing with them. He didn't actively thrust in and out, but only occasionally poked back and forth between playing with Xiaoya's beautiful flesh. Whenever she twisted her body and tried to break free from Shen Qiwei's restraint, that troublesome big meat stick would always hit her clitoris a couple of times at the right time, making her waist ache and her legs go numb, but she only took a small taste and stopped. However, Xiaoya was completely unable to resist, making her feel very uncomfortable in this awkward situation.

"You enjoyed watching Xiaohan give me oral sex, didn't you? Have you been fantasizing about having this big cock inside you?" "I...I'm sorry...Mr. Shen...I...I didn't mean to...Mr. Shen...I'm sorry...I was wrong...Can you let me go..."

"I already said, I've had my eye on you, you little bitch, from the first glance. Do you think I'd let you go?

If you obediently agree to be my little bitch, I might consider letting you go now, hmm?" Xiaoya raised her head, her gaze unexpectedly meeting Shen Qiwei's mocking eyes. Looking at this man with a half-smile, Xiaoya was so embarrassed she was about to cry. She was naked, held in another man's arms, her whole body played with, her vagina penetrated, she had done something wrong to her husband, and now she was being asked to be some kind of "little bitch"... "Let me go! Let! me! If you don't let me go, I'm going to scream! Help!!!"

"Hmph! You little bitch who won't listen to reason, you really need to be taught a lesson before you'll obey," Shen Qiwei said, tapping the wall twice with his fingers. "Come in!" With a click, the bathroom door unlocked, and flight attendant Xiao Han, a bunch of keys in her mouth, crawled in like a bitch, her limbs on the ground, her supple waist swaying.

Chapter 3

"No! Don't! Don't look! Don't look at me! Waaaaaah..." Xiao Ya screamed, trying to hide, not wanting Xiao Han to see her naked body. However, the shower room was too small, and Xiao Ya's attempts to hide looked more like she was deliberately trying to get into Shen Qiwei's arms.

"Please... Mr. Shen... let me go... I don't want to be a bitch... I have a husband... I'm married... please... let me go..."

By the end, Xiaoya was sobbing uncontrollably. However, Shen Qiwei showed no intention of letting her go. Satisfied, he grabbed one of Xiaoya's thighs, lifted it high into his arms, and exposed the point where their genitals were joined to Xiaohan, who was kneeling on the ground. He began to thrust rapidly.

Although Xiaoya was still struggling against Shen Qiwei's violation, the young woman's long-deprived body reacted quickly. Xiaoya's vagina was like a plump clam, tightly gripping the penis that was moving in and out. The wet penis was glistening with moisture, indistinguishable between clear water and vaginal fluid. Under the rapid friction of the penis, it quickly turned into milky white foam, accumulating more and more at the junction of the penis and vagina, making a sticky "gurgling" sound, which could still be clearly heard even under the sound of the shower.

"No...Mr. Shen...no...no...ah...no...no...ah...ha...ha...no..."

"Saying no with your mouth, but your body is still very obedient...haha, I've wanted to say that for a long time!" Shen Qiwei uttered a classic line from lecherous thieves, and Xiao Han, kneeling on the ground, fawned over her master with a flattering smile: "Master is so great! Master is absolutely right!" "Hahahaha, Xiao Han, now you come and broadcast it to me live, what exactly is passenger Lin Xiaoya's bitch show like!" "Yes,

Master!"

Xiao Han obediently knelt down, her hands flat in front of her like a puppy, and used her sweet voice from the cabin announcement to solemnly describe the lewd scene in front of her: "Dear passengers, welcome aboard our flight. Now, please allow me, on behalf of all the staff, to broadcast to you passenger Lin Xiaoya's slutty bitch show..." "Wh...what?"

Xiaoya was struggling to cope with the thrusting of the huge penis into her lower body, and her strength was rapidly depleting. Suddenly, she heard Xiaohan speak and was stunned.

"The little bitch in front of me isn't wearing any clothes, she's soaking wet, probably with vaginal fluid or saliva. Her breasts are huge, her nipples are erect, she's clearly in heat. Shameless! Getting into heat on an airplane..."

"You! You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! Ah..."

Xiaoya was both ashamed and angry, but even though she knew Xiaohan was talking nonsense, her body wouldn't move an inch, and it was getting hotter and softer. That big penis was bewitching her; if this continued, she really would become a bitch in heat... "The bitch in heat is raising one hind leg, using her slutty little hole to seduce her master. Her slutty juices are flowing all over the floor, even getting on her master's big penis. The master is punishing her severely..." "The bitch

's ass is also very big, wiggling and swaying to seduce her master. The master will also punish the bitch's ass so that she'll be obedient and won't go into heat everywhere..."

"The bitch's cunt is so fat and big, biting her master's cock and refusing to let go, drool dripping out... When the bitch is in heat, even her testicles stick out, red and big. Xiaohan has never seen such a lewd bitch before..." "

The bitch seems to enjoy being punished by her master, she's so happy that tears are streaming down her face, she's so lewd and cheap... Master, keep going! Master, you're so good! Master, fuck this bitch to pieces!" "No...no...I didn't...don't say that...no...waaaah..." Overwhelmed with shame and anger, Xiaoya, with nowhere else to turn, could only pour out her grievances through tears.

"There's no way out..."

Xiaoya found that she had completely lost the strength to escape, her whole body was as weak as tofu, and the increasingly intense pleasure was like a beast closing in, ready to devour her completely at any moment... At this point, what could she do but cry helplessly? At Xiaoya's most vulnerable moment, Shen Qiwei's large hands suddenly gripped her neck tightly, lifting her several centimeters off the ground. Xiaoya immediately felt unable to breathe; no matter how her chest heaved, not a single breath could enter her lungs. Moreover, her only support was the large hands on her neck and the large penis inside her vagina. In an instant, Xiaoya felt the threat of death—if those hands tightened even slightly, her throat would be crushed like an egg, or if they held her up for a little longer, she would suffocate.

Xiaohan, kneeling on the ground nearby, was also terrified. From her perspective, she could see more clearly: Shen Qiwei's eyes were bloodshot, the muscles in his arms bulging with explosive power. In contrast, Xiaoya's body trembled limply under Shen Qiwei's grip, like a fallen leaf in autumn.

Gazing at her master, who seemed like a god descended from heaven, exuding a masculine aura like a leader of a pack, Xiao Han trembled and collapsed to the ground, wanting only to submit to his power like a female beast.

"M-Master...so mighty..."

A wet patch suddenly appeared between Xiao Han's stockings, which were now completely soaked.

Xiao Ya, who was directly experiencing the impact, felt it even more acutely. The man before her had initially been a refined and elegant gentleman, then transformed into a ruthless womanizer, and now seemed like a dangerous beast, baring its fierce fangs and forcing its prey to submit.

In many animal groups, including in the primitive period before humans evolved social organization, a tribe was often led by the strongest and most sexually capable male. This male leader needed to lead the tribe through the wild primeval forests to survive, reproduce, and thrive. Therefore, only the strongest male was capable of this task. As the leader, the male naturally enjoyed priority mating with females and priority in food distribution, thus ensuring the better transmission of his genes.

Modern zoologists call this type of powerful male "alpha males." They always enjoyed the most advantageous resources for survival and reproduction and were born to be leaders and rulers. After hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, the genes of this "alpha male" still exist in some humans. In modern society, these men who possess this ancient gene are either successful in their careers, exceptionally charismatic, or even both.

Shen Qiwei wasn't a zoologist, but that didn't stop him from successfully uncovering the ancestral gift hidden deep within his genes. The ancient "Alpha Male" genes were so powerful that they not only helped Shen Qiwei dominate the business world but also helped him conquer countless hearts in the dating scene early on.

As Shen Qiwei's career grew more successful and he conquered more and more women, the brutal side of the modern "Alpha Male" within him began to emerge. His sexual behavior became increasingly violent and sadistic, and he needed to torture the women beneath him until they were on the verge of death to satisfy his violent desires. Soon, he immersed himself in the world of SM. While repeatedly training male and female slaves, he also discovered that he had awakened another somewhat despicable fetish—married women.

In animal kingdoms, wars are often winner-takes-all. The victor steals all the food, water, and females from the loser, while males and offspring are either driven away or killed. This tradition persisted until ancient feudal societies—the victor slaughtered all the males of the loser, enslaved the children, and made the wives and daughters spoils of war. Naturally, the alpha male, as the leader, had the right to choose and be the first to enjoy them. The concept that "powerful males can dominate females that originally belonged to others" is deeply rooted in the genes passed down from ancient males.

Perhaps for most ordinary people, "stealing someone else's wife" is just a fantasy, but for Shen Qiwei, who is now the richest man, it becomes a fascinating game: watching other women betray their men, whether willingly or unwillingly, offering their precious bodies to the truly powerful, moaning and reaching orgasms under the conquest of a large penis, and then indulging in the immoral pleasure of being trampled and humiliated, ultimately abandoning all personality and pride, becoming a lowly and despicable sex slave.

The more beautiful and charming the married woman, the more it arouses Shen Qiwei's desire to conquer her, and Shen Qiwei's increasingly strong "Alpha masculine" temperament becomes a powerful weapon to destroy the psychological defenses of these beautiful married women.

Xiaoya, of course, knew nothing of this, but she could feel a voice stirring deep within her, constantly urging her: "You've resisted enough...you've tried your best...you've done enough for Takashi...there's really no other way...you can only give in..." Although Xiaoya's remaining rationality stubbornly resisted, her exhausted body could no longer support the fight back. Stars began to flash before her eyes, her chest ached as if it would explode, and no air could enter her lungs. Her brain, deprived of oxygen, gradually lost control of her body. Her tense muscles began to relax, and Xiaoya felt a release in her bladder, a warm flow gushing from her body. The feeling of urination had never been so pleasurable; each drop sliding down her urethra felt like a tickle on the most soothing spot. The intense pleasure made Xiaoya tremble uncontrollably throughout her body.

Xiaoya's vision blurred, leaving only the intense pleasure from her body, as if it didn't belong to her, but was an object controlled by some enormous and irresistible force.

However, Xiaoya discovered that although her muscles were no longer under her control, her mucous membranes and nerves had become abnormally sensitive. Xiaoya could clearly feel every detail of Shen Qiwei's penis scraping and grinding inside her vagina, how the thick glans unreasonably stretched open her tender flesh, and how her vaginal muscles shamelessly wrapped around it. Xiaoya could even feel her vagina contracting again and again under the rapid friction of the penis, and the flower core buried deep inside her vagina was becoming softer and softer, expanding, deforming, and contracting under the relentless impact of the penis, preparing to receive the final baptism.

Xiaoya had completely lost her sight; all she could see was a blurry black curtain and thousands of flying bright spots, and all she could hear was a deafening roar, isolating her from all external sounds.

The suffocating sensation was still excruciating, but Xiaoya paid it no heed. Faced with the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body like an electric current, nothing else mattered. The world seemed to cease to exist, leaving only the godlike power that brought her ecstasy and the humiliating, trembling female slave beneath it.

From Xiaohan's perspective, Xiaoya was like a puppet with its strings cut, helplessly held aloft by Shen Qiwei. Shen Qiwei was thrusting into Xiaoya's vagina with beast-like speed and force. A liquid, whether urine or vaginal fluid, dripped from between Xiaoya's limp thighs like a burst dam. Shen Qiwei's penetration was so deep that Xiaohan could even see Xiaoya's lower abdomen bulging, a small mound rising near her navel.

Xiaoya initially struggled a few times, but the movements gradually weakened; only the constantly rising and falling of her breasts proved that this woman was still alive.

But soon Xiaoya became restless again. A sickly red flush quickly spread across her entire body, and her previously limp limbs began to tremble and spasm. Through Xiaoya's half-open eyes, it could be seen that her eyeballs had rolled back, leaving only the whites of her eyes. Her mouth was also half-open, with a red tongue protruding from her bloodless lips and dangling to one side. Xiaoya's entire face wore a strange, ethereal smile, as if she were witnessing the ultimate bliss. Xiaohan remembered a friend she used to know who had been played to death by a wealthy man; the friend had the same smile on her face when her body was discovered.

Just when Xiaohan thought Xiaoya would follow in her friend's footsteps, Xiaoya suddenly seemed to have a final burst of energy, slowly raising her hands and rubbing them back and forth on Shen Qiwei's bulging, veiny arms. Her expression also changed slightly; her eyes and eyebrows drooped, and her smile became pleading and obsequious, like a tamed pet begging for its master's pity. This was a woman's last instinctive plea before death, using obedience and flattery to exchange for a final glimmer of life.

As if responding to Xiaoya's plea, Shen Qiwei released his hands with satisfaction, then thrust forcefully into Xiaoya's vagina one last time, pulling out his penis and ejaculating profusely onto Xiaoya's limp body.

Thick, sticky white semen rained down on Xiaoya's head, face, and body, adding a final touch of lewdness to the ravaged woman's body.

Xiaoya, having lost her last support, lay limp on the ground like a lump of mud. Shen Qiwei's final, violent thrust had completely penetrated Xiaoya's core. Even unconscious, Xiaoya, with her vagina wide open, couldn't stop orgasming. She gasped for precious air, convulsing and spasming under the intense impact of her orgasm, her swollen vagina opening and closing, gushing out vaginal fluids.

Shen Qiwei ejaculated a large amount of semen onto Xiaoya's body with great pleasure. He turned around and pointed his still-erect penis at Xiaohan, who was kneeling on the ground: "Come here and lick it clean." Xiaohan witnessed the horrifying scene before her and had no strength to get up. After trying several times, she could only tremble and say to the man: "M-Master...I...my legs are weak..." "Hahahaha, are you horny again? Okay, you did a good job just now, I'll reward you." Shen Qiwei grabbed Xiaohan's hair with one hand, lifted her up from the ground and pressed her between his legs. Ignoring the pain of her hair being pulled, Xiaohan immediately opened her mouth and swallowed the entire penis. With a flick of her tongue, she licked up all the vaginal fluid and semen.

"Lick it clean, and lick this bitch clean inch by inch too . Once you're done, bring it to my private room . " ===

... "Are they going to the restroom?" Takashi turned around and saw that the two men in suits behind him were both over 1.8 meters tall. Their burly figures made their suits look like two big black bears. They were obviously not good people. Takashi quickly looked away and obediently stared at the flight attendant's swaying buttocks as he walked forward. Passing through the curtain that had previously prevented Takashi from entering, he arrived at the business class section. Most of the seats were now reclined, and passengers of varying heights and builds, wrapped in blankets, were fast asleep in seats not much wider than those in economy class. For a moment, Takashi felt a sense of absurdity. These people lying there were all wealthy individuals willing to pay several times the price for air travel. Yet, looking down at them lying there, Takashi felt an urge to laugh—their crammed-together appearance reminded him of the dormitory-style rooms he used to live in on construction sites, dozens of shirtless men crammed together in rows, snoring and talking in their sleep, the stench of feet mingling with the smell of sweat… Knowing that Xiaoya wasn't there, Takashi casually turned his head to look around. However, the two burly men in black following him were also somewhat strange to him. Were they also heading to first class? After passing through another curtain, the space became much more spacious. In the same width of the cabin, only four seats were placed per row in first class . The egg-shaped cabin was taller than a person, and when the door was closed, it was essentially a small, enclosed space. However, the flight attendant leading the way didn't seem to be stopping. She led the group around behind the private staircase for first and second class passengers, revealing a hidden passageway. Takashi watched in surprise as the flight attendant lifted the curtain, smiling and nodding at him. Just as Takashi was about to nod in return, a sudden, powerful force struck the back of his head. He felt dizzy and disoriented, staggered forward, and finally collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Chapter Four "Ugh…" Takashi's head was spinning, his forehead and temples throbbing, much like the feeling of waking up from a hangover. He tried to rub it, but found he couldn't lift his hand. What had happened? In a daze, Takashi felt something patting his cheek, something soft and fragrant... "Smack!" A crisp sound rang out as Takashi's cheek was struck hard, instantly burning and bringing him back to his senses. "Hmph! You won't listen to reason! Do I have to slap you before you wake up, you bastard!" Guizhi suddenly opened his eyes. Standing in front of him was the flight attendant who had led the way earlier. At this moment, she had one foot on the chair Guizhi was sitting on, the sharp heel of her shoe denting the soft cushion. Her raised thigh was tightly wrapped in thin, transparent black stockings, and her short skirt was rolled up high, revealing the alluring secret between her legs... Guizhi's eyelids twitched. Although the black pantyhose had a gusset, Guizhi could still clearly see the woman's curly black pubic hairs and the full labia hidden by the dense pubic hair through the stockings—in fact, they were so close that Guizhi could even see the ample moisture between the labia and the erect, bright red clitoris. "This woman isn't wearing underwear?!" Guizhi was still wondering if he had encountered some kind of romantic encounter when a sharp pain shot through his thigh. "Hey! I'm talking to you! What are you looking at! Never seen a woman's vagina before?" The flight attendant looked disgusted, as if it were Takashi who was openly exposing his genitals, not her. She lifted her long, slender leg slightly, and the sharp, dark red sole of her high heel jabbed directly into Takashi's thigh. " Ouch...that hurts!"

Takashi never expected that this seemingly beautiful flight attendant would be so vulgar and ruthless in her actions. He felt a sharp, piercing pain in his thigh as the flight attendant's entire weight pressed down on him, grinding her heel against his thigh while emitting wanton laughter. Her fleshy lips glistened with lust, and even the crotch of her stockings was damp, showing dark watermarks. Before Takashi

could even cry out in pain, he felt the touch of fabric in his mouth. A wad of cloth with a fishy smell was shoved into his mouth, followed by another. Takashi's breath caught in his throat, and he could only let out muffled groans.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how do my panties smell? Lots of people online are bidding to buy them—you're lucky, kid—"

the flight attendant whispered in his ear, her breath sweet and fragrant. Takashi felt a burning desire, his throat went dry, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.

Takashi was completely bewildered. What was this flight attendant trying to do by knocking him unconscious and tying his hands and feet? Was she going to do some SM? Filled with doubt, Takashi endured the pain in his legs and looked up. The next second, his gaze swept over her, and Takashi struggled violently like a snake whose tail had been stepped on, letting out angry roars! The flight attendant was leaning forward, completely exposing what had been hidden behind her.

Xiaoya was wearing the blindfold and earplugs provided on the plane, her hands bound behind her back and hanging from the overhead luggage rack. Takashi immediately recognized the bra binding Xiaoya's hands as the purple lace bra he had personally chosen for his wife before the trip! Xiaoya was blind and deaf at this moment. Her hands were hoisted high, and her entire weight could only be supported by her tiptoes. Although her clothes were still intact, Guizhi could clearly see that under his wife's close-fitting knitwear, two round mounds of flesh were trembling with her rapid breathing, and the two nipples at the top were also erect, forming two conspicuous little hills on the clothes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, finally found out—your wife is disobedient, so the master hung her up—" "Ugh ugh ugh!!!"

Guizhi tried his best to push the cloth in his mouth open, but Xiaohan's technique was extremely exquisite and skillful, firmly holding Guizhi's tongue in place, unable to move at all.

"It's no use, Xiao Han's technique has been praised by the master himself—if you push it open, Xiao Han will have to use something else to stuff it in for you—by the way—the other piece of cloth in your mouth, that's naturally your wife's panties!"

"Hehe, like this—"

Xiao Han giggled and turned her back to Gui Zhi, lifting her short skirt completely, and through the black stockings covering her buttocks, she grabbed an object inserted between her buttocks and slowly pulled it out—a thick, shiny black rubber dildo, embedded in Xiao Han's round, upturned buttocks, firmly plugging her anus like a stopper, so much so that when Xiao Han pulled it out, a piece of bright red anal flesh came out with it.

Gui Zhi was stunned by this lewd scene, and for a moment he didn't care about his wife's safety, his eyes were completely attracted by the strange sight before him.

Xiao Han grabbed the end of the rubber dildo and pulled it out forcefully. The elastic black stockings were stretched almost transparent, and the exposed anal flesh clung tightly to the dildo like a membrane. The adjacent vaginal opening was also pulled outwards, and the labia majora were forced open, revealing the bright red petals and stamens inside.

After pulling it out a little, Xiao Han suddenly let go, and the rubber dildo, under the elasticity of the stockings and the suction of the anus, plunged back into her buttocks. The vaginal opening closed again, squeezing out a few specks of vaginal fluid.

Xiao Han thrust in and out quickly a few times like this, and the vaginal opening opened and closed rapidly like a small mouth. In a few moments, it spurted out a gush of sticky vaginal fluid, soaking the crotch of the stockings.

Xiao Han turned around slightly, panting, and with a lewd smile, grabbed Gui Zhi's crotch and squeezed it hard twice, making Gui Zhi hiss and gasp in pain.

"Ten men combined aren't as good as Master, but unfortunately Master wants to play with your wife, so I'll just have to make up for it by playing with you—"

Meanwhile, something new happened on Xiaoya's side. Shen Qiwei strolled leisurely from the other cubicle, casually slapping Xiaoya's bottom. Startled, Xiaoya cried out "Ah!" her whole body trembling unnaturally.

"Xiaohan, you did a pretty good job."

"Yes! Master! Thank you for the praise!"

Xiaoya couldn't hear or see, and could only instinctively peek in the direction the hand had left, her anxious expression tinged with a hint of dependence and expectation.

Xiaoya's neck was covered in purplish-blue finger marks, and the thin choker, instead of concealing the bruises, only made the shocking marks more obvious.

Shen Qiwei casually crossed his legs and slapped Xiaoya's buttocks again. Xiaoya screamed and pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Shen...please...let me go...please...ah!"

The answer was another loud slap. Shen Qiwei sat silently behind Xiaoya, his large hands roaming between her waist and hips, occasionally reaching under her skirt to grope her, causing Xiaoya to scream repeatedly.

"This slut is stupid and useless. Her master had to fuck her hard before she became a little more sensible—" Xiaohan's tongue practically burrowed into Guizhi's ear. The seductive whispers only chilled Guizhi's heart—was his wife no longer...pure? "Now let me see what you're capable of, you stinking dog—"

Xiao Han quickly unzipped Gui Zhi's pants, pulling them down to his knees along with his underwear, revealing his limp, drooping penis.

"Hahahaha!"

Xiao Han couldn't help but burst into laughter. Actually, Gui Zhi's penis wasn't that small, but because of his sitting posture, it was mostly shrunken. Coupled with the sudden shock of hearing the news of his wife's infidelity, his once decent-sized penis completely lost its vitality, pitifully curled up among a tangled mess of pubic hair.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Hahahaha... That's too funny... Hahahaha." Gui Zhi's face turned a deep purplish-red. This was an utter disgrace for a man. Not only had his wife been violated, but his penis had also been mocked for being short. Gui Zhi was so angry he felt like vomiting blood, but he was unable to move or speak, and could only endure Xiao Han's endless humiliation.

"Alright, alright—look at you—Xiao Han apologizes to you—here!" Xiao Han apologized, but her eyes still couldn't stop smiling. She knelt gracefully in front of Gui Zhi, her small nose plunging into Gui Zhi's bushy black hair, greedily sniffing the fishy smell between Gui Zhi's groins. When she spoke again, her voice was full of lewdness: "So stinky and smelly...what a stinky male dog...huff...so stinky...mmm..."

Ignoring the sweat and urine odor left from sitting for a long time, Xiao Han sniffed with a look of infatuation, her hands restlessly reaching under her skirt to knead her sensitive areas.

"Xiao Han, you must treat our guest well,"

Shen Qiwei commanded authoritatively, his hands never leaving Xiao Ya's body. Under his patient and skillful teasing, Xiao Ya was already lost in passion, her face, mostly covered by a blindfold, flushed red, her mouth filled with soft moans and gasps, writhing uncontrollably.

Hearing Shen Qiwei's "decree," Xiao Han reacted quickly, opening her small mouth to swallow Gui Zhi's penis whole, her fragrant tongue curling up to suck and lick the limp glans. Her small hands, which had been self-pleasuring, also reached between Gui Zhi's legs, one hand grasping and gently kneading his scrotum, the other hand pressing on his perineum and anus.

Guizhi felt as if Xiaohan had a thousand tongues and ten thousand fingers simultaneously caressing his penis, each stroke landing precisely on the most sensitive spot. This rapid and intense stimulation surpassed any oral sex he had ever experienced before; even the hostesses at the club couldn't match half of Xiaohan's skill. The tingling and numb sensations exploded in his mind like fireworks. Guizhi desperately realized that in just a few dozen seconds, he felt the urge to ejaculate. He could only hold his breath and struggle desperately, futilely resisting Xiaohan's onslaught.

However, this resistance lasted less than a minute. Guizhi considered himself to be free of premature ejaculation—even in Xiaoya's tight vagina, he could thrust for more than ten minutes with all his might—but in the face of Xiaohan's superb oral skills, Guizhi went from erection to ejaculation in just a few dozen seconds.

"Ugh—what a useless, pathetic dog—"

Xiaohan's mouth was full of semen, and her words were somewhat indistinct.

Takashi had just ejaculated and looked dejected, but Xiaohan had no intention of letting him go. After swallowing the semen in one gulp, Xiaohan buried her face between Takashi's legs again, her fragrant tongue rolling and sucking his still-not-fully-softened penis into her mouth.

His penis was extremely sensitive after ejaculation, and the subtle touch of Xiaohan's lips and tongue stimulated Takashi so much that he almost jumped up. However, with his hands and feet restrained, Takashi was powerless to resist and could only endure the repeated torment between pleasure and sensitivity.

Xiaoya's experience was a different kind of hell. Unlike the frenzy in the bathroom, Shen Qiwei's touch was extremely patient and gentle. Although Xiaoya was bound and suspended in the center of the room, Shen Qiwei didn't remove a single piece of clothing from her. He simply rubbed and stimulated her through the fabric. For Xiaoya, although she appeared to be fully clothed, all the underwear that originally covered her sensitive areas had been taken away by Xiaohan. The rough or delicate fabric rubbed against her sensitive spots, which actually intensified Xiaoya's pleasure. This "safe exposure" only made her inner shame stand out more.

To make matters worse, the blindfold and earplugs completely blocked Xiaoya's sight and hearing, thus amplifying her tactile sensations. It was as if every touch from Shen Qiwei was her only connection and reliance with the world. The image of the ruler and controller that Shen Qiwei had established in the bathroom quickly occupied Xiaoya's mind, extinguishing the last flame of resistance in her heart.

"Ha...ha...ah...no...ha...uh...no...ah..." Xiaoya was completely unable to utter a single complete word. The ever-increasing lust left her bewildered. Reason and consciousness were melting away like ice and snow under the devouring pleasure. Faced with wave after wave of pleasure surging through her body, Xiaoya instinctively felt fear. She felt herself rapidly approaching a certain limit. She didn't know what would happen after crossing that limit. Perhaps it would be the extreme climax of heavenly bliss? Perhaps it would be the dark abyss of painlessness and numbness? Or perhaps it would be the complete collapse of reason and personality? However, just before crossing that dangerous red line, Shen Qiwei withdrew his hands that had been teasing Xiaoya. The ultimate climax that Xiaoya had been eagerly anticipating was just a tiny bit of stimulation away from arriving, and that tiny bit of distance was the insurmountable chasm between the tormenting hell and the blissful heaven.

Xiaoya twisted her body urgently, chasing the direction the man had left in. The desire within her still burned fiercely, her confused body desperately craving her master's comfort. Xiaoya couldn't help but plead, begging for her master's mercy.

"How... ugh... more... ugh... more... ugh... almost there... come back... come back... I want... Mr. Shen... ugh..." Guizhi, bound to the side, couldn't believe his wife could utter such lewd and shameless words. He roared and struggled angrily, his body arching and falling on the chair, almost knocking Xiaohan, who was lying between his legs, to the ground.

"How disgusting!"

Xiaohan stood up in dissatisfaction, wiping the semen from the corner of her mouth with her slender fingers, raising her beautiful leg and kicking heavily into Guizhi's chest, the pointed toe of her dark red leather shoe almost poking his face.

Only then did Takashi realize that Xiaohan was wearing Xiaoya's high heels. The expensive leather shoes he had specially bought from Italy to accentuate his wife's long legs now felt like torture instruments. The thin, long heels were like knives stabbing into Takashi's ribs. With just a slight exertion, the pain in his chest forced Takashi to give up resisting.

"These shoes are the only decent thing your wife has on her body, so I'll reluctantly accept them—you disobedient scoundrel, let me teach you how to taste my feet!" Xiaohan placed one foot on Takashi's chest, her bright red nail polished fingers slowly sliding down his leg to his ankle.

Xiaohan deftly took off the high heels, casually draped them around Takashi's neck, and with a slight touch of her black stockinged toes, accurately covered Takashi's mouth and nose.

Takashi felt a slightly sour, damp smell waft over. Xiaohan's toes gripped Takashi's nose tightly, her breath filling the air with a mixture of sweat and leather odor. The smooth texture of the stockings on her face caused Takashi's ravaged penis to react. His penis, which had already ejaculated several times, trembled and hardened, the swollen foreskin being pulled painfully and itchy by the glans.

"You slutty dog, you dare to get horny! Disgusting! Pervert!" The perceptive Xiaohan noticed Takashi's abnormality at a glance, grabbing his scrotum and squeezing it. The fragile testicles were squeezed, causing Takashi's entire body to arch like a shrimp in pain, but his penis did not soften; in fact, it became even harder.

"Oh? Could it be...?"

Xiao Han glanced at Gui Zhi in surprise, moved her foot away from his face, and then stomped heavily on his groin. Her toes enveloped the glans, her sole covered the entire shaft, and her heel pressed down hard on his scrotum.

Gui Zhi's penis still showed no signs of softening. On the contrary, under the dual friction of the stockings and her toes, a clear, sticky fluid began to flow from the tip. Clearly, Gui Zhi was deriving pleasure from Xiao Han's trampling! "Oh my, I didn't expect you two to be so masochistic! So perverted! I'm completely impressed!"

Xiao Han mischievously stomped on Gui Zhi's penis and scrotum. Although Gui Zhi writhed and struggled in pain, his face turning pale, the gradually increasing heat and hardness of his penis clearly indicated that he was not only experiencing pleasure but had also reached the point of ejaculation in a short time! Shen Qiwei watched from the sidelines, feeling a pang of disappointment. He had hoped the man would put up a fight, but it turned out to be a coward who only liked women's smelly feet. Shen Qiwei himself also liked women wearing stockings, but that was because he liked to tear them or whip them, not because he was like those lowlifes who wanted to pounce on and lick women's feet. He certainly wouldn't allow a woman's smelly feet to touch his penis—women should submit to a penis, not touch it with their lower bodies.

With a slight anger in his heart, Shen Qiwei no longer showed mercy to Xiaoya. He reached out and lifted Xiaoya's short skirt. Xiaoya felt her master's touch and eagerly tried to stick her buttocks out, trembling and shaking as she tried to please her unseen master. Shen Qiwei raised his hand and slapped her hard. A crisp "smack" rang out, and five red handprints immediately appeared on Xiaoya's bare buttocks, which were only covered by pantyhose. Xiaoya cried out in pain, but her buttocks shook even more vigorously.

Meanwhile, Takashi had already ejaculated again on Xiaohan's jade feet. Xiaohan mischievously smeared the semen on her stockings onto Takashi's face. After a few rounds, Takashi became limp and curled up, letting Xiaohan do as she pleased.

Shen Qiwei was whipping Xiaoya's buttocks back and forth. Her two plump, round buttocks trembled like ripe, juicy peaches under Shen Qiwei's whipping. Xiaoya cried out in pain, but her body seemed to be greatly satisfied, curving into an alluring arc. Soon, a noticeable wet patch appeared from the crotch of her stockings, quickly spreading between Xiaoya's legs, making the already thin and close-fitting stockings even more transparent.

When Shen Qiwei's hands got tired from typing, he casually pulled down Xiaoya's off-shoulder knitwear. With a scream from Xiaoya, two round breasts fell into Shen Qiwei's palm. Everywhere he touched, there was smooth and soft flesh, which felt heavy in his hands.

Xiaoya's breasts were already quite large, and now, her body was aroused. Her full breasts, like ripe melons, hung heavily on her chest, and her rosy nipples, like melon stems, perked up, changing shape under Shen Qiwei's kneading.

"Ah...ha...no...uh...no...it's so embarrassing...ah...it itches...don't...ha...don't pinch...ah...it's so...so uncomfortable...Mr. Shen...don't...ha...ha..."

Guizhi watched helplessly as his wife fell into Shen Qiwei's arms, her alluring body exposed in broad daylight, moaning as she welcomed another man's caresses and teasing, even becoming soaking wet. The pain and humiliation made Guizhi want to close his eyes and forget everything, but his wife's writhing moans and soft, alluring body made him unable to look away—he had never seen his wife like this before. He had to admit that at this moment, Xiaoya was truly displaying her amazing charm and allure.

A throbbing pain shot through Xiao Han's lower back. She once again placed her sticky, stockinged feet on Gui Zhi's penis. The exhausted man was limp and powerless, but Xiao Han didn't seem to mind. She occasionally pinched and shoved Gui Zhi, sometimes uttering lewd remarks to humiliate her cuckolded husband.

Shen Qiwei stood up and beckoned to Xiao Han. Xiao Han giggled and crawled to Shen Qiwei, kneeling and using her teeth to unzip his pants, slowly pulling them open to reveal the penis that had stolen the virginity of countless wives.

Gui Zhi was completely stunned by the size of Shen Qiwei's penis. Although not fully erect, its length and girth were far beyond Gui Zhi's own. Seeing this impressive endowment, Gui Zhi felt a surge of bitterness and resentment. The man opposite him, a newly crowned richest man, was incredibly wealthy and successful, yet even his penis was so large.

Looking at himself, he toiled for years just to afford an economy class trip, not to mention he couldn't even protect his wife. "Is my wife really going to be penetrated by such a big cock?" Guizhi felt a mix of bitterness and embarrassment, but his eyes never left her

. Xiaohan swallowed Shen Qiwei's glans in one gulp, her cheeks puffing out rapidly, using the same oral sex technique she had used on Guizhi earlier. However, Shen Qiwei calmly massaged Xiaoya's breasts, seemingly unaffected.

"Mmm...so good...Xiao Han, you're getting better and better...you have to comfort this gentleman properly later, hahaha..." "

Mmm...Master is biased...his penis is so small...soft and small...it can't compare to Master's at all...snoring...Master...ha...Master's big penis is the best..." "Alright, alright, go on."

Shen Qiwei patted Xiao Han's cheek. Xiao Han reluctantly spat out Shen Qiwei's penis, walked to Guizhi, and kicked Guizhi's crotch angrily with her other high-heeled foot.

Shen Qiwei pressed his penis close to Xiao Ya's beautiful buttocks. Xiao Ya felt the heat of the penis, and all the muscles in her body tensed up. Xiao Ya's mood was very conflicted. She longed for a baptism of pleasure, both physically and mentally. But Shen Qiwei always stopped at the last second before she was about to climax, making her feel itchy and itchy, twisting her buttocks like a slut begging for pleasure.

But the last vestiges of reason kept reminding her that she was a married woman, that she had already wronged her husband, and that she couldn't continue down the wrong path… “But I’m in the most luxurious private room now. No one can see me except Shen Qiwei and that Xiao Han. There’s nothing left to guard, Lin Xiaoya… this man has played with your whole body to his heart’s content. You’ve even said things like ‘being a bitch.’ You’re a slutty bitch now, waiting to be played with and fucked until you’re out of your mind. Stop pretending… you’re a slutty bitch… a slutty bitch…” Xiaoya was surprised at how naturally and smoothly these self-deprecating thoughts flowed through her mind. Despite her reason repeatedly reminding herself, once the thought entered her mind, it couldn’t escape. Xiaoya felt her vagina trembling, desperately craving Shen Qiwei’s thick, hot penis to penetrate her deeply.

And now that big treasure was pressed against her buttocks—what more could she say? Xiaoya secretly tiptoed, cautiously sticking her buttocks out, secretly anticipating Shen Qiwei's next move. However, the man behind her remained unmoved, continuing to rub his penis back and forth through her stockings.

Women always deceive themselves, Xiaoya gritted her teeth and simply let go, matching Shen Qiwei's rubbing rhythm, swaying her buttocks up and down.

Still no movement.

"Mr. Shen..."

"Slap," came a loud slap on her buttocks.

"Master...please..."

The large hand on her buttocks patted lightly twice, which Xiaoya took as approval.

"Master...please...fuck...fuck me..."

"Ah!"

"No!"

The long-awaited penis finally penetrated her body, and Guizhi finally pushed open the woman's panties stuffed in her mouth. A joyful groan and a painful cry rang out together, like a bolt from the blue, pushing the lewd atmosphere in the cabin to a climax.

"What? What's that sound? Ah...ah...hey...wait...wait a minute...ah...no...don't...ah...wait...ah..."

Despite having earplugs in, Xiaoya still keenly caught her husband's voice. She nervously turned towards Guizhi and cautiously whispered, "Guozhi...?" Guizhi didn't think much and shouted his wife's name at the top of his lungs.

"Xiaoya! Xiaoya!!!"

"Husband?! No! Don't look! Don't look! Oh my god! Help! Help...ah!" Shen Qiwei ripped off Xiaoya's blindfold and earplugs. Xiaoya, who had regained her sight and hearing, was so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. She screamed and struggled to break free from Shen Qiwei's control, only to be slapped and violently thrust into by his large penis. Xiaoya could only turn her face to the side and close her eyes like an ostrich, as if closing her eyes would prevent anyone from seeing her lewd and shameful scene.

Even so, Shen Qiwei still didn't intend to let her go. He forcibly turned Xiaoya's face towards Guizhi, while fiercely thrusting into Xiaoya's vagina, he whispered a devilish command in her ear.

"You can't escape... Look at your man..."

Xiaoya opened her eyes as if possessed, and saw Guizhi suffering terribly under Xiaohan's torment.

Guizhi's body was covered with purplish-blue bruises, his eyes were lifeless, his face was as white as paper, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. Strangely, the penis that Xiaohan was stepping on was still stubbornly erect, and with the rhythm of Xiaohan's foot, it was spurting out white liquid—the liquid was thin and scarce, as if Guizhi's life force was slowly draining away under the witch's oppression.

"Xiao Han has undergone special training... Most men can't last three rounds with him... By the time you've finished, he's already ejaculated countless times... You know the saying, 'One drop of semen is worth ten drops of blood'..."

Xiao Ya shuddered at his words. She saw Gui Zhi's dejected state and felt a pang of heartache. She had no doubt about Shen Qiwei's words—Xiao Han wouldn't stop until he received Shen Qiwei's instructions...

"Mr. Shen..."

"Hmm? What did you say?"

"...Master..."

"Master...please...tell Xiao Han to stop...ah...Master...Xiao Ya...Xiao Ya is willing...Xiao Ya will obey...ah...obey..."

"What does your obedience have to do with me? Stupid woman, you still don't understand the situation!" "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...Master! Xiao Ya was wrong! Xiao Ya knows she was wrong!" "Louder, let your man hear you." "

I'm sorry!!!Master!!! Xiao Ya was wrong! Xiao Ya shouldn't have disobeyed Master! Xiao Ya will obey! Master! Please let Gui Zhi go!"

"You're wrong? What did you do wrong? Tell me—"

"I...I..."

Xiaoya was speechless for a moment. Yes, what exactly happened? "Xiaoya doesn't know... ah... I'm... sorry... ah... ah... please... Master... Master tell Xiaoya... ah... uh... ah..." "Xiaohan, you tell me." Xiaohan

glanced at Xiaoya contemptuously and said without thinking, "Because you're slutty! You're cheap! You're lewd and won't admit it!"

"Waaah... yes... I'm slutty... I'm cheap... ah... I'm lewd... ah..." "Your man's little cock can't satisfy you! Only being fucked by Master's big cock can satisfy you!" "I... waaaah... my man... can't satisfy me... only Master's... ah... big... ah... cock... can... ah... satisfy me..."

"You're a slutty bitch! A sex toy! You were born a whore! A slut!" "I...ha...am...a...slutty...bitch...ha...a...slut...ah...ah...I...was born...ah...a...whore...ha...ha...a...slut! Ah! I can't take it anymore! I can't take it anymore! Ah! I'm going to come! I'm going to come! Ahh! Ah!!!" Shen Qiwei used the same trick again, pulling his penis out of Xiaoya's tight vagina just before Xiaoya climaxed.

Xiaoya completely collapsed. She twisted her buttocks thirstily, her wet vagina opening and closing like a small mouth. Her confused face was full of anxiety, and she kept begging Shen Qiwei for mercy.

"Come in! Come in... Master! Master! Fuck me! Fuck me! I'm a little bitch! I need to be fucked! Fuck me now! I want a cock! I want Master's penis! Please! Please! Waaaaaah..." Xiaoya was so anxious she was almost crying, while Guizhi was completely heartbroken. His wife, who usually even turned off the lights when they were intimate, was now begging another man to fuck her like the lowest prostitute, and right in front of her husband. Guizhi felt a pang of bitterness, and a nameless fire rose up, burning from his heart all the way down to his lower abdomen... Xiao Han coldly watched Gui Zhi, but her hands never stopped moving. She knew all too well what was happening to Gui Zhi's penis. She leaned down and whispered in Gui Zhi's ear, "Oh—you see how horny your wife is, tsk tsk, let me tell you, when you weren't here, your wife was much sluttier than she is now—her ass wiggles are so good that even I have to admit defeat...hehehehe..." Xiao Han laughed lewdly as she stuck out her tongue and licked Gui Zhi's ear canal. Gui Zhi's body immediately went limp, and the tingling pleasure between his thighs surged up again.

"Tsk tsk...you saw it too—your dick is no match for Master's big cock—no wonder your wife was begging Master to fuck her just now—let me tell you, your wife was fucked by Master until she peed—she was so happy—and Master shot all over her, and Xiao Han spent a lot of effort licking it clean bit by bit—"

Takashi's cock was so hard it was about to explode, his wife being ravaged by his big cock...was fucked to the point of ecstasy...lying on the ground like a lump of rotten flesh, still squirting...white, sticky semen sprayed all over her...the equally beautiful and lewd Xiao Han He licked his wife's body bit by bit... The more Guizhi tried to stop himself from having these thoughts, the clearer the images became in his mind. A sickly flush appeared on Guizhi's originally pale face. Guizhi held his breath, staring intently at Xiaoya's writhing body and beautiful face. He heard Xiaohan's soft, seductive moans in his ears, and his lower body was brewing a pleasure that could destroy all reason... In the last moment before his consciousness was swallowed by the climax, Guizhi saw his beloved wife finally reaching the climax she had longed for. Her whole body arched like a boiled shrimp, her snow-white skin flushed with the red of orgasm, and her eyes rolled back. A section of her bright red tongue dangled from her mouth, saliva dripping like silver threads from its tip to her chest. Her swollen breasts bounced up and down with Shen Qiwei's thrusts from behind, the undulating waves of her breasts and buttocks accompanied by the woman's unconscious moans of orgasm echoing throughout the compartment. Her vagina, stretched open by the large penis, was like a faucet that couldn't be turned off, gushing out cool, lustful fluids that flowed down Xiaoya's limp legs...

Guizhi was practically thrown out of the airport by two burly men in black. Overnight, Guizhi seemed to have aged ten years, even though his whole body felt completely drained. Despite his exhaustion and pain, Takashi still tried his best to find his wife. However, life is not like in a comic book. Takashi did not receive the videotape from an unknown source, nor did he ever see any information about Xiaoya on pornographic websites. His beloved wife had vanished from Takashi's life as if she had never existed. Only when he woke up in the middle of the night would he remember his wife's journey as a sex slave. Then, with a sore back, he would get up to clean up the traces of his wet dreams, sit alone through the night, and greet another boring morning.

In a secluded manor in California, Shen Qiwei's collection of female slaves continued to grow. Compared to beauties from all over the world, Xiaoya was merely one of the most inconspicuous. Her masochistic constitution quickly made her one of Shen Qiwei's tools for befriending like-minded people. Before being completely broken and crippled, Xiaoya was occasionally used by Shen Qiwei for entertaining guests or sent away for a period of time in exchange for some new playthings. Xiaoya's behavior was as obedient and compliant as the other female slaves. Only in the lonely and desolate nights would Xiaoya recall her past with Guizhi. However, most of the time, the various small parts worn on her sensitive body would interrupt these memories, dragging Xiaoya back into the hell of lust.

[The End]

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