An Qianlan, 28 years old, is strikingly beautiful with an elegant demeanor. Standing at 1.68 meters, she has a slender, well-proportioned figure and long, flowing hair that gives her a fresh, refined charm. Despite being a mother of two, her beauty remains untouched.
Her husband, Zhen Haoran, 32, is a popular movie star, a household name who has risen to fame in recent years. He runs his own successful film company, which has produced several high-grossing movies.
The couple, married for four years, has a son aged four and a three-month-old daughter. Their relationship has always been strong.
Zhen Haoran, a grassroots success story, isn't conventionally handsome—rather, he's quite ordinary. Five years ago, he fell for An Qianlan, a recent graduate from University's art department, when she applied for a job at his company. Smitten at first sight, he pursued her relentlessly and eventually won her heart.
An Qianlan, with her gentle and traditional Chinese personality, has been well-liked by Zhen's family over the past four years.
Recently, An Qianlan has been visiting "Gentle Women's Beauty Salon," located near their home. Having just given birth to her daughter, she's determined to maintain her figure and has been coming to the salon for slimming treatments.
The salon is spacious, well-equipped, and part of an international chain. An Qianlan, new to the place, has found it impressive after a few visits.
In an office at the salon, the general manager, Nie Wenyu, is reviewing surveillance footage. The screen shows An Qianlan lying naked on a beauty bed, receiving a slimming massage from a therapist. Her graceful figure and smooth skin are evident. Nie Wenyu watches intently, his arousal evident.
Nie Wenyu and An Qianlan were college sweethearts for three years. Due to An Qianlan's conservative nature, their intimacy was limited to hugs, kisses, and occasional touching over clothes, which left Nie Wenyu frustrated. They broke up six months before graduation, and he went to study in the U.S., still harboring regrets about never fully winning her. Though now engaged and soon to be married, he hasn't forgotten her.
Gentle Beauty Salon, which Nie Wenyu co-founded with college friends from the U.S., Japan, and Russia, appears legitimate but secretly lures women into prostitution. The four partners—Nie Wenyu, Japanese partner Takamura, American Maki, and Russian Porkhor—operate over 50 salons across the U.S., Japan, Russia, and China to attract beautiful women. They also run exclusive villas in each country where "trained" women are sent to entertain high-profile clients. The organization has ties to adult film industries in Japan, the U.S., and Europe, producing explicit content.
Recently back in China, Nie Wenyu ran into high school friend Lu Shengan, who works as Zhen Haoran's agent at his company. Mention of Zhen Haoran triggered memories of An Qianlan, whom Nie Wenyu had seen online as Zhen Haoran's wife, fueling his anger over her marrying someone he considered unattractive.
Over drinks, Nie Wenyu learned Lu Shengan was also interested in An Qianlan. Nie Wenyu admitted his past with her and his lingering desire to "rekindle" things. Lu Shengan offered to help arrange something, hinting at his own interest. The two shared a knowing smile, clearly aligned in their intentions.
An Qianlan's visits to the salon were suggested by Lu Shengan's wife, Su Qiqing, who was unaware of her husband's motives.
In the office, Lu Shengan enters as Nie Wenyu watches the footage of An Qianlan. Lu Shengan, visibly excited, feels a rush of arousal.
"How soon can we make it happen?" Lu Shengan asks.
"A few days. But after that, it'll take time to train her. I know her—she won't give in easily. Don't worry, I'll break her in, and you'll get your turn," Nie Wenyu replies.
"Can't wait! So excited!" Lu Shengan laughs.
Two days later, when An Qianlan returns to the salon, Nie Wenyu makes his move. The salon recommends an aromatherapy treatment, claiming a master masseur from the U.S. will personally perform her slimming massage.
An Qianlan agrees and is led to a new room. The large room has dim orange lighting and a low, circular bed, three meters in diameter, with pink sheets and a large pillow. Four ropes hang from the ceiling above the bed, their purpose unclear. A display cabinet holds towels, essential oils, and other items, with drawers containing unknown contents.
One side of the room features a transparent glass bathroom with a bathtub filled with petal-strewn water, scented with rose. The other side has a large sofa. Three walls display large screens playing massage videos, visible from any angle on the bed. Two humidifiers emit fragrant mist, filling the room with an unfamiliar scent.
Following the therapist's instructions, An Qianlan undresses and soaks in the bathtub, feeling relaxed.
The therapist instructs her to soak for 20 minutes and leaves. An Qianlan, lying in the tub, closes her eyes, breathing in the fragrant air. Her body feels warm, and she experiences an unusual tingling sensation, instinctively pressing her thighs together.
Since giving birth, with her husband busy filming and no intimacy during her pregnancy, it's been over a year since they've been intimate. Though not typically driven by desire, she's felt an unusual urge lately. She reassures herself that her husband will return next month.
Unbeknownst to her, Nie Wenyu is monitoring everything. The massage oils, drinking water, and even the bathwater contain aphrodisiacs. The humidifiers release psychedelic substances to heighten arousal.
After 20 minutes, the therapist returns to find An Qianlan dazed. Her body feels hot, her breathing quickens, and she's wet with arousal, though it's hidden by the bathwater. In her haze, she had a vivid, embarrassing erotic dream.
The therapist wraps her in a towel and guides her to the bed, removing the towel to expose her smooth back and sensual hips. Kneeling beside her, the therapist massages her back. An Qianlan trembles at the touch, her skin hypersensitive, reveling in the sensation. After just 10 minutes, her eyes were glassy, her lips parted, her breathing rapid. Her arousal soaks the sheets.
An Qianlan's consciousness wanes, lost in fantasies of her husband. Yet a sliver of awareness makes her question her state. The therapist leaves, mentioning the American masseur, but An Qianlan, immersed in pleasure, barely notices. She buries her face in the pillow, eyes closed, lost in her thoughts.
Unseen by An Qianlan, the screens switch to explicit footage of a naked couple embracing and kissing. Though she hears the sounds, she doesn't open her eyes. She's unaware that a naked man has entered the room.
A pair of large hands, slick with oil, touch her back, eliciting a moan. The hands move from her spine to her waist, hips, thighs, calves, and feet, lingering on her buttocks, kneading them. An Qianlan's breathing grows frantic, her face flushed, her chest heaving as she grips the sheets, overwhelmed by heat but still not opening her eyes. She doesn't realize the hands belong to a man.
Nie Wenyu smirks, knowing the drugs are working. The water she drank before her bath contained a potent aphrodisiac, designed to immerse women in sexual fantasies and used to treat frigidity. Combined with sensitivity-enhancing liquid in the bathwater, her body is hyper-responsive.
An Qianlan isn't unwilling to open her eyes—she can't. Her eyelids feel heavy, her mind consumed with images of her husband.
Nie Wenyu, highly aroused, takes his time. His fingers brush between her thighs, grazing her wet, sensitive flesh, feeling her slickness.
After 10 minutes, he gently turns her over to lie on her back. Her beauty stuns him—flawless skin, full breasts, pink nipples, flat stomach, slender legs, and the mysterious patch between them. She's perfect.
An Qianlan, eyes closed, face flushed, lips parted, lies with her arms spread, like a woman awaiting her lover.
Kneeling between her legs, Nie Wenyu grasps her hands, leans down, and takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking gently. As a nursing mother, her milk flows, sweet and abundant. His arousal presses against her wet flesh, rubbing against her, coated in her fluids.
An Qianlan's consciousness is now fully clouded, her body hypersensitive. The moment he sucks her nipple, she trembles with unprecedented pleasure, her breathing erratic. When his erection brushes her, she moans loudly. Overwhelmed by a year of pent-up desire, she believes she's dreaming of her husband.
Nie Wenyu ravenously sucks her breasts, milk spilling into his mouth and down her skin, leaving her chest slick. After five minutes, he pulls away, parting her legs to admire her. Her pubic hair forms a neat triangle, her pink lips delicate, her clit prominent and glistening. Her arousal flows freely, her body ready.
Without hesitation, he lowers his head, sucking her clit and exploring with his tongue, savoring her.
"No! It's dirty, don't lick there!" An Qianlan cries out, her subconscious protesting despite her haze. As a traditional woman, married to a conservative man, their intimacy was always conventional, never this intense.
Nie Wenyu ignores her, knowing her well but trusting his plan. His hands knead her breasts as his tongue works her clit, vagina, and even her anus, alternating between them.
The room's screens play explicit scenes, the sounds of slapping flesh and moans filling the air, mirroring the real-life scene.
After 10 minutes, An Qianlan climaxes twice, her fluids soaking the bed. When Nie Wenyu enters her, she lets out a high-pitched moan.
"He's so good today, I've never felt this good," she thinks, still believing it's a dream with her husband.
Nie Wenyu grips her breasts, squeezing them as milk flows, making them slick. He thrusts rhythmically, alternating depths, her fluids soaking her thighs and the sheets.
"Wife, does it feel good?" he asks, knowing she's lost in the fantasy, mistaking him for her husband.
"Yes! So good!" she moans.
"Do you like how your husband fucks you?" he presses.
"Yes… I love it!" she gasps.
"What do you love?" he asks.
"I love… making love with you!" She cries.
"Say you love your husband's big cock fucking you!" He demands.
"Haoren, you're so naughty today!" She protests weakly.
"Say it, or I'll stop!" He says firmly, pausing his thrusts.
"No, don't stop! I'll say it! Fuck me with your big cock! Please!" She begs, desperate for the pleasure to continue.
(End of Chapter)