Lin'er watched with her own eyes as Zhang Zhi cleaned up the "battlefield" for Li Jing, stars appearing in her eyes. Her thoughts had long since returned to Wu Manor, her mind filled with the image of her master and husband, who had once appeared outwardly mighty and strict, but were actually gentle and considerate.
Lin'er's thoughts constantly revolved in her mind: "So... a true cuckold won't despise his wife's cunt being fucked until it's ruined. And... the more I discipline the cuckold slave, the happier he becomes. I shouldn't have felt a shred of pity; I must severely train my cuckold husband from now on."
What Lin'er envied most throughout the entire process was Zhang Zhi's gaze. When facing Li Jing's ugly, black, and dirty cunt, he showed no trace of disdain, but rather great longing. From his tongue unconsciously sticking out, it was clear that Zhang Zhi couldn't wait to clean and service Li Jing's slutty cunt... As Zhang Zhi licked Li Jing's cunt, from the initial hollow, to orgasm, then to the lingering aftermath, every step provided Lin'er with great insights. Her mind constantly fantasized about her own husband licking her slutty cunt in the future.
Not long after, with Zhang Zhi licking her until she squirted once, the two bade farewell to Huang Jiaojiao and departed hand in hand, chatting and laughing, heading to the private room of those Jiangnan gentlemen. Only a foul-smelling stream of seminal fluid was left on Huang Jiaojiao's floor. When the two women smelled it, they couldn't help but cover their noses and fan the air.
Huang Jiaojiao watched the two leave, then smiled at Lin'er, saying, "These two feel like they knew each other in a past life. The moment they first met, they didn't ask anything, just embraced and kissed directly. I don't believe in 'love at first sight.' You look at them, holding hands, as if they're very familiar with each other."
In that instant, Lin'er's opinion of Huang Jiaojiao changed quite a bit. From what Fengxin Pavilion said, this person was an extremely greedy slut, exceptionally skilled at whipping and training women. In her eyes, women should all be tools to earn silver for her. But now, she was actually concerned about the life of her 'slutty goods.'
But the next second, Lin'er realized she had imagined too much.
"I truly don't know how her paramour can tolerate it, but it has nothing to do with me, as long as it doesn't delay me from earning money. And now, she's even recruiting a pimp for free, saving a large sum of silver. What's more... Hee-hee~~ Oh my~~ I'm dying of laughter, her... hahaha... her paramour not only serves her with clients, but he even pays to fuck her~~ This couple is too interesting!~~ The key thing is... haha... the key thing is that my cheap slave Jingnu suggested it, and her paramour immediately signed the agreement after hearing it... I'm dying of laughter~~ When luck comes, you can't stop it! Oh my~~ These two are truly my benefactors~~"
"Hahaha~~ Sister Huang is right, this couple is so debauched! The wife sells cunt to contribute to the madam, and the husband pays prostitution fees to fuck. And they enjoy it tirelessly! Sister Huang, can you teach me how to train such a top-grade tribute slave?"
"This training only accounts for fifty percent; the other fifty percent depends on them convincing themselves. Such servility is innate. Lin'er, you and I are different. You're a maidservant from a prominent family. Although you ended up with a cuckold husband, after hearing your story, I found that he's a person with a conscience. He won't degrade women to be worthless like most men in Great Tang. So you're very lucky, and you don't need to learn my entire method of training sex slaves. I use it only to earn silver, but you don't lack silver at all. I'll teach you a set of erotic methods for flirting in the bedroom later, which can add to the fun. If your husband isn't satisfied, then you can use the mid-level training method I teach you; I guarantee he'll be utterly devoted to you."
Subsequently, the two sat around a sandalwood table, drinking tea and discussing. This time, Huang Jiaojiao taught Lin'er all her master skills and insights.
Throughout the entire process, Lin'er's initial guard gradually melted away.
From the information provided by Fengxin Pavilion and what she had seen and heard these past few days, she knew that Huang Jiaojiao was a very guarded woman, so it would be difficult for Huang Jiaojiao to be open and honest with a woman who had only paid 300 taels for lessons. But it truly happened.
The strong contrast from Huang Jiaojiao's harshness to her generosity made Lin'er feel a bit puzzled, but she decided to take things as they came. Moreover, she didn't feel any malice in Huang Jiaojiao's words or actions; instead, there was even some maternal affection, and every moment filled Lin'er's heart with warmth.
About half an hour later, Huang Jiaojiao told Lin'er to go upstairs and check on Li Jing and Zhang Zhi, saying that Lin'er might gain something from it.
The moment Lin'er left, Huang Jiaojiao unexpectedly hugged her and said, "Miss Lin'er, I guess we're fated to meet. I'll give you a letter. You can only open it after you hear certain news about me."
Lin'er looked at the yellow envelope in her hand, her mind full of questions. Huang Jiaojiao was indeed a bit unusual tonight.
"*Bang!*"
Without waiting for Lin'er to ask for details, Huang Jiaojiao slammed the door shut and told Lin'er not to come to this brothel anymore unless it was something important, and never to go to these kinds of places in Pingkang Ward again. After that, she claimed she was tired and went to sleep.
The candle lamp in Huang Jiaojiao's room also went out at the same time.
Lin'er didn't think much of it, just assuming Huang Jiaojiao's conscience had awakened. After thanking Huang Jiaojiao, she went upstairs to observe.
In the dark room, a figure slowly appeared, an eerie voice emanating from it: "Is everything settled?"
Though it was right beside Huang Jiaojiao, the voice it emitted was ethereal, like a heavy object thrown up that never seemed to land.
Huang Jiaojiao merely leaned lazily on the couch, nodding indifferently.
The shadow hadn't expected Huang Jiaojiao to be so composed. According to its intelligence, Huang Jiaojiao was a coward, so it wanted to learn more: "Aren't you afraid?"
Upon hearing this, Huang Jiaojiao's narrowed eyes slowly opened. She let out a bitter laugh and said, "Afraid? Hehe... what's the use of being afraid? Since I've made a deal with you, then I accept it."
Then, her gaze drifted towards the door, watching Lin'er ascending the stairs step by step. She said softly, "I made many mistakes when I was young, but finding my daughter is the luck of my life. She's living well now, so what do I have to let go of? Back then, a single slip caused lifelong regret. I betrayed my husband and had illicit fun with the stableman in the manor. Who knew that stableman was an evil thief who coveted my family's property?"
"He told me that the little black pills were good medicine to make my husband sleep, not only keeping him healthy but also making him sleep deeply. And the little red pills were immortal medicine to make me feel comfortable... Yes... I believed him. Then every night I fed my husband a black pill and took a red pill myself... At first, my husband indeed slept very sweetly, and I was indeed very excited. That villain and I had sex on my husband's bed, even directly lying on top of him. But in just over a year, my husband never woke up again one morning, my cultivation also completely vanished, all the family property in the manor was transferred away by the thief... Hehe... The key is that even my daughter and my husband's daughter were sold to another family..."
Huang Jiaojiao's voice was getting lower and lower now, like a child about to fall asleep, telling her past intermittently.
"At that time, I had lost my cultivation, the servants in the manor had no silver, the business of the merchant house had lost hope. When I almost starved to death by the roadside, I was taken back by Madam Huang Si from the brothel. She treated me very well, but... she was ultimately only planning to offer me to the prefect. It turns out there are no good people in this world... until... I met... little girl Jing..."
"Hee-hee~~ You Fengxin Pavilion people are also strange... Clearly wanting me dead... yet also helping me find my daughter... I... I still have to thank you..."
After Huang Jiaojiao finished speaking, her stubbornly held head slid down, but she still maintained the posture of an imperial concubine lying down. This was a posture she had maintained for many years, served to her by Li Jing; even after death, she could hold it for a long time.
The shadow was just a passerby. After hearing Huang Jiaojiao's story, it methodically prepared her body.
"*Creak~~*"
The rotting wooden window opened a gap in the moonlight. The shadow drifted like a goose feather into the dark forest and disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only some lingering sounds: "Finally... all the immortals on the Ten Beauties Scroll from the previous life have been collected. Huang Jiaojiao has been taking 'buttock-fixing glue' for a year; this time, she should make an excellent 'buttock model,' and another work of art can be presented."
...
On the rooftop, through the red door, was Li Jing's special place for receiving clients.
Although Huang Jiaojiao treated Li Jing as a slave, making her sell cunt to earn money, she gave Li Jing an extremely high status. In the brothel, Li Jing's speaking rights were equal to Huang Jiaojiao's, and unlike other prostitutes who didn't have a fixed place to receive clients, Huang Jiaojiao not only had a fixed room, but that room was also at the highest point of the entire brothel, with excellent views.
When Zhang Zhi hadn't been found yet, three maidservants were responsible for cleaning her room and body, but after Zhang Zhi arrived, he took over all these tasks...
Not long after, Lin'er peered through a hidden hole in the paper window, looking at the dozen or so people inside the room. This was the paper window that Zhang Zhi had secretly broken, just to peep at his wife prostituting herself.
With Huang Jiaojiao's reminder, Lin'er naturally quickly found this good spot. Moreover, the view here was very open, directly facing the bed, essentially fixing the perspective on the copulation of the man and woman on the bed.
From this, it was clear that Zhang Zhi had put a lot of thought into creating such a hole.
Lin'er looked around, and the scene inside almost shattered her worldview; the sight of one against ten almost made her cry out.
In the room, Zhang Zhi stood naked beside Li Jing in the center of the room, holding a cup of something resembling tea, his entire body stripped bare. On his chest were scrawled brushstrokes that read "Cuckold Turtle."
As for Li Jing, compared to her husband, her state was even more lewd.
She was inverted, her jade legs wrapped around Zhang Zhi's waist, her hands and elegant head propped on the mahogany floor. Her two darkened breasts hung down, almost covering half of her face.
On Li Jing's abdomen, thighs, and breasts, many `tally marks` were crookedly scrawled.
Above Li Jing's lower abdomen, at her pussy hole, her dark labia seemed to have already been tortured; swollen with blood, they appeared thick and large, her slightly engorged abalone-like flesh drooped onto her thighs on both sides. Her pussy hole was fixed by some unknown method, a dark opening pointed ninety degrees upwards. Ink and arousal fluid splashed out from her pussy hole, showering her lewd body like raindrops. The black and white mottled pattern formed a uniquely alluring mark.
"Whoosh～"
"Thud～～"
The two sounds were merely a second apart.
As a middle-aged man wearing a silk scarf slightly bent his arm, then released his two fingers, a brush fell in a perfect parabola into Li Jing's hole.
"Oh!!!"
Seeing the brush hit the bullseye, the men cheered, their cups clinking.
The man who threw the brush hastily asked Li Jing, "Did it enter the flower palace?"
Li Jing closed her eyes, felt for a moment, then said, "Just a little more, sir. The split tip of the brush went in a third of an inch, but the whole thing didn't."
The brush-throwing man's face was full of disappointment. Disregarding gentlemen's etiquette, he stepped over the board and walked directly towards Li Jing, ignoring Zhang Zhi behind him. He quickly pulled out the brush and examined it carefully. When he saw that the milky-white bubble on the brush tip had not burst, he was instantly enraged and roared, "How could it not have gone through! Are you a cheap slut conspiring with them to fleece me?! Damn it! I can't get recommended, it's all you sluts ruining my reputation!"
With that, he gripped the brush with a backhand, swung his arm in a semicircle, and plunged it straight into Li Jing's cunt!
"Oh.Have mercy, sir!!! Ah~ Have mercy, sir~~ Oh.I can't take it anymore～～"
This time, the brush went in, penetrating Li Jing's pussy hole without a doubt.
Under the immense stimulation, Li Jing's grip on Zhang Zhi intensified significantly. Her previously wide-open black pussy hole also closed towards the center, gushing out viscous semen. Black and white love fluid, intertwining like silk, flowed over her abdomen, cleavage, and neck, finally pooling on the ground.
Li Jing truly lived up to her reputation as an M-saint body across two lifetimes, able to orgasm even under such lewd abuse.
At this moment, the brush-throwing man's companions reacted, quickly pulling him back to his seat and pulling the brush out of Li Jing's cunt. They had been amusing themselves in Chang'an for quite some time and had inquired about the fun to be had at this brothel. They naturally knew the background of its star courtesan, 'Li Jing.' How they played now didn't matter, but if they ruined the slut's body, then even with their family's considerable wealth, their heads might not be safe.
"Brother Zhang, calm down. At most, you can throw again. Hitting the flower core will earn you 3,000 taels, and just getting it into the cunt will earn you 1,500 taels. There's no need to get angry over such a small amount; it's just a drop in the bucket for you. And what if no one recommends you? What if you can't be an official? Can't your old man support you, Brother Zhang?"
The brush-throwing man instantly sobered up. He had lost several times previously, having to pay silver when others landed their brushes in the hole, while his own multiple throws hadn't gone in. In just a few rounds, he had lost over four thousand taels. He had hoped to recoup his losses with this one throw, but it hadn't even hit the flower core. For a moment, he had completely lost his rationality, daring to provoke even the star courtesan of this establishment, and cold sweat immediately broke out.
However, this Brother Zhang also knew the rules here: as long as Li Jing wasn't completely ruined, no one would intervene. So he said, feigning fierceness, "Continue!"
Hearing this, Zhang Zhi tilted the teacup in his hand, and the milky white semen converged into a thin stream, once again filling Li Jing's pussy hole.
Then, the brush-thrower collected a silver note from everyone present and handed the brush to the next fine-featured scholar.
The fine-featured scholar took the brush, walked over to Li Jing, sat on the ground, and inserted his cock into her inverted mouth.
With Li Jing's service, the fine-featured scholar quickly ejaculated. Then he placed the teacup at the corner of Li Jing's mouth and patted her breasts.
Upon receiving the signal, Li Jing slowly opened the corner of her mouth, allowing the semen within to flow into the teacup. Once the cup at her mouth was filled with semen, Li Jing swallowed all the remaining semen in her mouth.
Li Jing's obsessed expression amazed everyone present. To recover so quickly and remain so wanton, right after being violently penetrated in the uterus with a brush by the irritable middle-aged man, was truly astonishing.
The fine-featured scholar picked up the teacup, placed it in Zhang Zhi's hand, and patted Zhang Zhi's shoulder, acting like 'I'm your good brother.' Then he returned behind the board, preparing for a new round of the 'pitch-pot' game.
Lin'er, seeing this, generally understood what kind of game it was and instantly felt bored, turning to leave the top floor.
Zhang Zhi and Li Jing's lewd antics were indeed bold and appeared quite debauched, but this was not what she wanted to learn. What she desired was a life of pure love and sexual bliss, not this overly perverted game.
…In the neon-lit streets of Chang'an City, a man was walking briskly.
That person was me, who had just come out of Lotus Moon Pavilion.
After explaining things to Zhen Jing, I worried that Lin'er might find waiting too long in the carriage boring, so I hurried towards it. The red lights and green tiles behind me receded rapidly as my destination drew nearer.
As I turned the alley corner, almost reaching the carriage, I heard boisterous laughter and playful noises.
I clearly heard it was Lin'er's and Abu's and Zaha's voices. A flash of insight made me instantly curious, so I stopped my hurried steps, quietly approached the wall, and peered around the corner towards the carriage. Since this spot was still within the shadows of the streetlights, they couldn't easily spot me, while I could clearly see their actions.
Moreover, when I had arranged for the carriage to stop earlier, I had deliberately chosen a less crowded area: partly out of concern that my visit to the brothel might be discovered and reported by someone with ill intentions, and partly to ensure Lin'er's safety, as the place she had gone to was a great taboo for a woman in feudal times.
At this moment, inside the carriage, Lin'er had pulled back the curtain and was chatting intensely with Abu. Zaha occasionally interjected jokes that made Lin'er tremble with laughter.
Seeing this scene, I finally understood why so many female students in later generations liked African exchange students.
Zaha kept recounting his experiences from when he was sold to the construction team, speaking of everything from Chang'an to the Western Regions. Whenever he sparked Lin'er's curious cheers, Abu would emerge to add a touch of flirtation, keeping a shy blush on Lin'er's face.
The two Kunlun slaves, with their mysterious experiences—whether fabricated or real—could captivate an innocent young girl. What's more, Abu and Zaha intentionally or unintentionally displayed the bulge in their crotches, causing Lin'er's gaze to often drift downwards.
Seeing the time was ripe, Abu began to push the atmosphere forward.
"Madam Lin, Abu feels a bit itchy on his dick. How about you help me check if anything's growing on it?"
Lin'er's little heart pounded faster upon hearing such a blatant request. The words of refusal she was about to utter choked in her throat, unable to come out. After a long time of shyness, she finally managed to stammer out, "Usually, Miss helps you check. Why don't you go to Miss? And... and Miss really likes helping you check."
Lin'er threw all the questions to Li Ying, not even noticing that she was starting to stutter and her sentences were disjointed.
Zaha, being smarter than Abu, immediately caught the loophole in Lin'er's words: "Then tell us, how does Madam Ying help Abu check?"
"Uh... it's just... it's just with the mouth... that... suck... oh, come on... you all know already!"
Lin'er shyly tapped the carriage window frame several times, making a few moderate `tap-tap` sounds. Her angry and shy demeanor was instantly adorable, captivating both dark-skinned men who favored mature women.
Abu pinched Lin'er's cheek. Before Lin'er could get angry, he teased, "Madam Lin, since you've seen it, you must know how, right? Madam Ying is beautiful and kind-hearted, so Madam Lin must be no less than Madam Ying."
Zaha didn't give Lin'er a chance to reply and quickly chimed in, "Exactly! How can Madam Lin be so reserved today? It's completely different from last night. Last night was..."
Zaha winked at Lin'er and Abu, an unspoken understanding passing between them.
Abu lightly tugged his waistband, and his black giant root emerged from his waist, revealing more than ten centimeters outside.
"That's different..." Lin'er's voice weakened somewhat as she spoke.
Then, seeing Abu pull out half of his black phallus, she covered her eyes with her hands, but secretly peeked through a gap between her index and ring fingers.
"Abu, put it away quickly! This... this person... I'll die of shame if someone sees... Abu... hurry up..."
Abu shamelessly took Lin'er's small hand, wanting her soft palm to caress his black dragon.
Lin'er symbolically resisted twice, then became still. Her originally delicate face was almost squashed into a bun. With her eyes closed and head turned towards the alley entrance, one soft hand trembled as Abu pulled it. Just as it touched the glans, she recoiled, but under Abu's 'forceful pressure,' Lin'er's entire soft hand grasped Abu's glans, turning her palm to feel the heat on it.
Lin'er exhaled hot breaths, her heart already as restless as a volcanic eruption.
"How... how can it be so huge... even touching it a second time... I still can't believe it. Compared to husband's, it's like heaven and earth... Bah! Bah!!! Bah!!! No, no... even if husband's is small, it's still his own. Abu's and Zaha's dicks, no matter how big... are just... just... just for fun..."
Abu and Zaha didn't know Lin'er's inner thoughts, but just by watching her actions, they knew she wasn't resisting.
Immediately, at Zaha's signal, Abu teased, "Madam Lin~~ How does this compare to last night? Since you didn't offer your virginity to us brothers last night, why not offer it to us tonight? Then we'll give you a healthy, chubby boy, and then the master can marry you because of the child. Wouldn't that be even better? And the master wouldn't object!"
Lin'er's thoughts snapped back from her reverie. She swallowed, then withdrew her soft hand. Amidst Abu's and Zaha's bewildered expressions, Lin'er said, "You two dark-skinned men, don't spoil a good game!"
When Lin'er spoke these words, she deliberately lowered her voice, making it sound like something extremely confidential and important.
Abu and Zaha's divine consciousnesses were greatly shaken upon hearing this, thinking, "Has our plan been exposed?"
Abu and Zaha handled problems differently, but their desired outcome was the same: to transform the Wu Manor into their breeding slave residence, and then to propagate a new generation of Black Tribe members for a new era. With Li Ying as the optimal mother and the as-yet-unseen Zhen Jing assisting in reproduction, the next generation of Black Tribe members would see a surge in intelligence and be genius-level children in martial arts.
However, Zaha's gratitude was more intense. He only yearned to take the initiative in their lewd games and wouldn't go to extreme lengths to humiliate the master. But because he had failed to impregnate Li Ying during their last horseback excursion, allowing Abu to successfully plant his black seed in Li Ying's womb, his current say was definitely inferior to Abu's.
Abu, on the other hand, sought complete dominance. He wanted to be the master of the manor's dark dimension, even in daily life, he desired control, somewhat mimicking their father's methods, just with a slightly smaller scope of control—only one manor, not the entire country.
Zaha reacted quickly, immediately saying to Lin'er, "Are the master and madams dissatisfied with us two brothers? Just tell us what the problem is; we're not people who won't mend our ways. Besides, Madam Ying already has Abu's child in her belly, so you wouldn't drive us out, would you?"
This routine was flawless: admitting fault, actively reforming, and leveraging the child to command the master. Such a combo indeed made it difficult to intervene.
But Lin'er merely rolled her eyes and whispered, "That's not it. Right now, Miss... Miss loves... no, she couldn't bear to part with you two... so how could she drive you out of the manor? It's just that Miss told us not to bully the master too much, and to supervise the entire lovemaking process properly."
Abu and Zaha were completely confused. While Zaha was still pondering the hidden meaning in Lin'er's words, Abu, already impatient, asked, "Madam Lin, please explain in more detail! We two uncouth men don't understand!"
Looking at Abu's crude demeanor, Lin'er was speechless. She thought, *The child born for Abu won't be mentally challenged, will it?*
But she patiently explained, "Do you know why I also participated in the lovemaking process last night, but did not allow Abu... to possess your humble servant?"
Lin'er glanced at Zaha, and seeing that he couldn't answer, she explained directly, no longer holding any hope for Abu: "The master is not just a cuckold, but a cuckold slave. But Miss loves the master so much, how could she truly harm him? That's why she sent me to 'discipline' the master. If you two dark-skinned men were to control his cuckold mentality, there would be great hidden dangers. But if Miss and I control the master's cuckold slave degree ourselves, then we can ensure he won't fall into too dark an abyss."
"Also, Lin'er's presence is to constantly remind Miss to stay rational, because Miss... Miss can't withstand your two bad guys' ...fucking... attacks. Just like last time in the back garden, Miss clearly could have refused your agreement to 'bully her anytime,' but... but Miss was so overwhelmed by your bullying that time... she... she inexplicably agreed, and that's... that's why there are so many problems now."
Abu roughly understood Lin'er's meaning. This was a reminder for them not to be too presumptuous, otherwise Li Ying would definitely deal with them. And Lin'er was the last line of defense in controlling both their rationality.
"Hehe... Madam Ying didn't mention any of this when she was happy. Madam Lin, you've also seen that ever since us two brothers came to the manor, Madam Ying's spirit, as well as her relationship with the master, have both greatly improved, haven't they? So, if you guard against us two brothers like this, it would be truly disheartening."
Abu spoke earnestly, as if on the verge of tears.
Lin'er also lost her composure, only able to say softly, "This... Lin'er and Miss aren't guarding against you... It's just... this kind of thing is too dangerous. Lin'er is willing... no, Miss has already agreed to your sexual demands, but... as long as you don't bully the master..."
As Lin'er spoke, she remembered Zhang Zhi and Li Jing in the brothel earlier. While their cuckold game had some merits, it clearly exceeded Lin'er's comfort zone.
Abu wanted to say something more, but Zaha discreetly tugged at Abu's clothing.
"Madam Lin is right on that point; we two brothers also agree with that statement. It's just that Madam Lin said Madam Ying is willing to agree to all our sexual methods, with the only condition being not to humiliate the master. Did Madam Ying tell you this herself?"
After a moment of thought, Lin'er pursed her cherry-red lips and nodded slightly.
Zaha's expression showed understanding as he said, "Then Zaha knows why Madam Lin didn't let Abu impregnate you last night."
Seeing the topic shift back to herself, Lin'er lifted her head and uttered a questioning 'Huh?'
Zaha said, "This must be Madam Ying's request, right? She's worried that Madam Lin might also become lost in carnal desires and no longer be able to fulfill her supervisory duties."
Lin'er didn't deny it, replying in a barely audible voice, "Abu's bad thing is too big. If Lin'er were to just do it directly, she'd get fucked broken."
Zaha enticed Lin'er, whispering in her ear, "Madam Lin, if you help us two brothers feel good tonight, we'll help you figure out a way to both please the master and have enough capacity to have intercourse with us."
"No～"
Lin'er refused without a second thought.
"There are so many people here! If I get discovered, how will Lin'er ever face anyone again!"
Though Lin'er said this, her pure, flawless soft hand caressed Abu's glans repeatedly.
Zaha immediately grasped Lin'er's thoughts, knowing that she only needed a push to descend from a celestial jade maiden to a lustful woman beneath their loins.
"Madam Lin, are you perhaps afraid to try the thrill of outdoor pleasure? Are you worried that we two brothers are too potent and will play Madam Lin into a bitch, thus exposing that your love for the master isn't absolute?"
Lin'er immediately bristled, refuting, "I'm afraid of you? Forget you two brothers, even if all the Kunlun slaves in the manor came, I wouldn't be afraid! And Lin'er's love for her husband is true and sincere. It's absolutely impossible for you to conquer my heart with mere carnal desire."
Zaha felt it wasn't enough, so he added fuel to the fire, "Madam Lin only knows how to boast; she's far worse than Madam Ting. Madam Ting has never lied to us."
Lin'er wasn't afraid of being compared to Li Ying, because there was simply no comparison.
But she was afraid of being outdone by Ting'er. So, as soon as Zaha finished speaking, Lin'er completely lost her cool, clamoring to compete with Zaha. Even the strength in her soft hand clutching Abu's glans increased significantly, making Abu wince in pain.
With half-hearted resistance, Zaha entered the carriage. Soon after, lewd 'whimpering' sounds came from within... Suddenly, my heart ached with unbearable itchiness!
I knew Lin'er's desires were strong, so I was even more curious to see how Lin'er could make Zaha ejaculate, and how, with her ordinary body, she could give Zaha enough pleasure.
This Zaha was also cunning; not only would he actively dig pits for my wife, but he would also advance cautiously, step by step. In contrast, Abu was more direct, saying whatever was on his mind, unable to keep anything in his heart for too long.
The long battle I had anticipated did not last very long; Abu emerged from the carriage, wearing a wicked grin.
"Oh no!"
I thought, *Surely Lin'er wasn't made to squirt in just a few minutes, was she?*
As I indulged in my wild thoughts, Abu's large black hand pulled out a fair, tender jade arm.
"Was Lin'er's outer garment taken off?"
My heart was filled with both shock and delight at this thought. There was no one else here with such a pure white body; it could only be Lin'er.
"No... too... too shameful... can't do such things in broad daylight..."
Lin'er coquettishly pleaded with Zaha from inside the carriage curtains, but her arm was already being pulled out little by little, and from where their bodies met, Lin'er wasn't resisting much.
"Lin Madam, is that you admitting defeat? I clearly gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to grasp it. Madam Ying dared to be ridden like a horse on the training ground, and afterwards still deeply loved master. But Lin Madam doesn't even dare to step out of the carriage to suck our two brothers' dicks, that can only be because Lin Madam is worried she doesn't love master enough, that's why she doesn't dare to get out of the carriage and challenge."
Upon hearing Zaha speak like this, Lin'er's already feeble resistance completely vanished, and she was instantly pulled out.
"Hiss~~"
I gasped, because... I didn't expect Zaha to be so capable.
At this moment, Lin'er's outer garment wasn't just taken off; her undergarments and underwear were completely stripped away, leaving her delicate body glistening naked in the moonlight.
One of Lin'er's hands was firmly grasped by Abu, while the other shielded her chest, covering her pink cleavage. However, this inevitably squeezed her breasts, making them appear even more voluptuous and extremely lewd.
At the same time, under Zaha's forceful pulling, Lin'er's two jade legs twisted, clamping together over her central hole, her tight, semicircular tender buttocks subtly trembling, exceptionally elastic.
"Right here then, Lin Madam, quickly show me your love for master."
Zaha pulled Lin'er to the side of the carriage, immediately pulled down his trousers, and swung his black giant root into the air.
Because the black cock was already fully erect and had been constrained by his trousers, when released, it had a considerable horizontal initial velocity, striking Lin'er's smooth lower abdomen like a sweeping kick, leaving a glistening semen stain in the shape of a glans.
Seeing Lin'er still struggling, Zaha brought out his greatest justification, "Lin Madam, you are so young and beautiful, you should try more things. Master has never liked just pretty women; master has always liked sluts who are willing to give him a green hat. And according to Abu, Madam Ying already taught you how to serve the black cock last night, so Lin Madam is now fully prepared, just lacking the experience."
This combination of praise and denigration thoroughly dizzied Lin'er, and for a moment, she agreed with Zaha's words.
Immediately, Lin'er's body slowly squatted down, her jade arms, which had been tightly guarding her chest, gradually loosened, releasing her firm breasts to bounce in the air. Two prominent red dots easily captivated the gaze of all the men present.
"No matter how many times I see it, it's still beautiful! This is the taste of youth."
A thought like this surfaced in the minds of the men present. Indeed, an eighteen-year-old woman, well-maintained, was certainly alluring enough.
As my gaze slowly moved downwards, Lin'er's squatting body couldn't help but spread her legs, exposing her pink beautiful hole. Moreover, Lin'er's pubic hair was not tightly connected to her labia; instead, it formed a separate black forest, clearly distinct from her pussy hole. This ensured the cleanliness of her beautiful vulva while still maintaining an overall sense of lewdness.
"Zaha, you watch closely, whether I dare or not!"
After Lin'er finished speaking, she began to caress Zaha's penis with her bare hands. She moistened her mouth with fragrant saliva, applying it to Zaha's large black glans and spreading it evenly with her hand, which then revealed the black giant python's original ferocious appearance.
Feeling the bursting veins through her fingertips, Lin'er took more than half of the glans into her mouth, then rotated her mouth around the coronal ridge of the penis. Occasionally, she would lightly stimulate the sensitive areas of the glans with her teeth, causing Zaha to frequently tremble.
Lin'er felt the Kunlun slave in front of her was about to ejaculate, so she quickly performed her special move – tongue tip piercing the urethral opening. Lin'er's pink tongue tip pressed against the exact center of the dark glans, and then the base of her tongue's wriggling caused the nearby parts of her tongue to sway, making the entire oral sex process smoother.
Under Lin'er's effort, Zaha's body trembled more and more violently.
Seeing that Zaha was about to ejaculate, Lin'er could no longer resist showing off, "Mmm~~ Now... now you believe it... Lin'er even if... mmm... even if doing such shameful things with you outdoors... hmm... still maintains a pure heart, and her fondness for master... Now tell me quickly... do I dare or not? Is Lin'er good or not?"
"This is just the beginning."
At this moment, Abu, who had been silent, made a new move.
He spoke as he walked behind Lin'er, extending both hands to embrace Lin'er's buttocks and crotch, raising Lin'er's perky buttocks without moving her head.
From my perspective, arranged from left to right, were Zaha's big black cock, Lin'er's head, Lin'er's beautiful back, Lin'er's perky buttocks, and then, less than ten centimeters away, Abu's even more terrifying black cock—this very penis had occupied my main chamber just last night...
"Abu... what are you doing?"
Abu immediately answered Lin'er's question with his huge root.
Before I, the bystander, could even react, I saw a glans even more massive than Zaha's pressing against Lin'er's labia. Abu wore a ferocious and crazed lewd grin, while Lin'er's face revealed unspeakable terror.
At the junction of their sexual organs, the extremely dark black glans and the pink, glistening beautiful vulva formed a stark contrast.
As Abu's glans slowly sank inch by inch into Lin'er's vagina, Lin'er's wide-open red lips cried out in panic: "No... that... I haven't married husband yet... absolutely not... I want to marry husband with my body intact... Please don't... Even on our wedding night is fine... Lin'er will accompany you on the bridal night, okay? Don't... it's too big... Lin'er will die..."