Morning light quietly seeped into the inner chamber, casting a faint golden halo over the room. I awoke from a light sleep and turned to look at the sleeping Li Ying beside me. She was lying on her side, her sheer nightgown slightly disheveled from turning in the night. One leg stretched out from under the blanket, and her jade foot, clad in a black silk stocking, was thus innocently displayed before my eyes.
I held my breath, carefully propping myself up, afraid of disturbing her sweet dream. In the morning light, the jade foot encased in the black silk stocking appeared extraordinarily alluring—the sheer quality of the stocking made the fair skin of her foot faintly visible, while the black undertone added an indescribable charm to that fairness. The graceful curve of her arch was further outlined by the stocking, and the shape of her toes appeared both petite and exquisite under its embrace.
"So beautiful..." I unconsciously murmured, reaching out to gently touch the stocking-clad ankle. The touch was smooth and delicate, yet carried a subtle friction; this unique texture made my heart rate involuntarily quicken. Moving upwards from her ankle, my fingers gently caressed her arch, then the top of her foot, finally reaching her toes. Every inch of contact brought a peculiar pleasure, a unique experience derived from the subtle sensation between skin and stocking.
Li Ying stirred slightly in her sleep but didn't wake up, merely unconsciously adjusting her posture, allowing the stocking-clad jade foot to be more fully exposed from under the covers. My breathing became hurried; the short little male organ in my lower body had completely hardened, forming a pitiful small tent in my underpants.
Unable to suppress the desire within me any longer, I leaned down, cupped her stocking-clad jade foot in my hands, and devoutly pressed my lips to it. Through the stocking, I could feel the warmth of her foot and her soft skin. After a gentle kiss, I boldly extended my tongue and began to lick the stocking-wrapped instep of her foot.
"Mm..." Li Ying let out an almost imperceptible hum in her sleep, her toes curling slightly, but she still didn't wake up. This unconscious reaction stimulated me even more. My tongue roamed more wantonly over her foot, from the instep to the arch, from the heel to the toes; every part was meticulously savored. The fabric texture of the stocking left a unique sensation on my tongue, and through the stocking, I could vaguely taste her skin. This complex sensory experience intoxicated me.
"Ying'er..." I murmured softly, continuing to lick, while instinctively pulling out my pitiful male organ and beginning to stroke it, "Your feet are truly peerless enchantresses..."
Her feet became slightly moist under the teasing of my tongue. The black stocking, due to my saliva, became even more transparent in certain areas, faintly revealing the fair skin beneath. This sight stimulated my lower body to harden further, although that short little male organ seemed particularly ridiculous in my hand.
"Ying'er, do you know..." I whispered softly while licking her feet, as if in self-confession, "I... I actually really enjoy watching you being touched by other men... especially men who are stronger and have much larger male organs than me..."
As I spoke these words, I felt a strange blend of shame and liberation. This was the first time I had so directly expressed my deepest cuckold fantasy to my wife (though she was asleep).
"Black men like Zaha, their male organs so large, their muscles so developed..." I continued to mutter to myself, my voice trembling slightly, "Imagining their thick black hands caressing your jade feet, their big cocks penetrating your body... This thought actually excites me endlessly..."
Li Ying's feet inadvertently moved under my licking. I took the opportunity to take her toes into my mouth, sucking on the delicate toes through the stocking. This action seemed to have touched one of her sensitive spots; she let out a more distinct moan in her sleep, her body subtly twisting, but still she didn't wake up.
"When you're wearing these black silk stockings, being licked and caressed by black slaves, that scene will surely be magnificent..." I continued narrating my fantasy, simultaneously speeding up my hand's stroking motion, "I'll be watching from the side, watching you being served by them, being possessed by them... while I can only masturbate with my pitiful three-inch stub..."
These shameful words and the stimulation of licking her feet quickly brought me to the brink of climax. I clenched my teeth, striving to control the surging desire, not wanting to soil the bed or Li Ying. I hurriedly turned, grabbed a handkerchief, ejaculated onto it, and let out a deep, muffled groan.
After climax, I panted, looking at the sleeping Li Ying. My heart was filled with complex emotions. Shame, satisfaction, anticipation, and a hint of inexplicable pride intertwined, making me feel an unprecedented thrill and fulfillment. Carefully tidying my clothes, I gave her stocking-clad jade foot one last kiss and whispered softly, "Ying'er, you'll come to like this feeling, I promise..."
Getting up from the bed, I washed and changed, preparing to go to the medical clinic. Before leaving, I took one last look at the sleeping Li Ying, especially at the jade feet encased in black silk stockings, and smiled contentedly.
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Inside the medical clinic, the morning sunlight streamed through the latticed windows, and the clear scent of medicinal herbs permeated the air. I changed into my physician's regular attire, instructed the apprentices to prepare the day's needed medicinal ingredients, then sat alone in the inner room and took out a specially made medical book. On the surface, this book appeared to be an ordinary treatise on medical principles, but inside, it was where I recorded my private thoughts and plans.
Confirming no one was around, I turned to the special hidden pages in the medical book, dipped my brush in ink, and began to record:
"Summer of the eighth year of Zhenguan, the silk stocking experiment has shown initial success. Ying'er's acceptance of this Western Regions treasure exceeded expectations; she not only agreed to wear them but even willingly kept them on while sleeping. The foot care set's effect is notable, with significant improvement in sensitivity. This morning, when licking her feet, there was a clear reaction even in her sleep."
I paused my brush, recalling the morning's events. The tactile and visual stimulation made my heart surge with emotion. Taking a deep breath, I continued to write:
"The first step of the cuckold plan has been successfully completed. Zaha's fascination with Ying'er's jade feet is obvious, and he's quite bold; upon leaving, he even dared to kiss her instep and invite her to touch his male organ. With my subtle hints, he will certainly be bolder during the next massage. Ying'er outwardly resists, but inwardly seems curious, especially when the immense size of Zaha's male organ was mentioned; the unusual look in her eyes was hard to hide."
Recalling Zaha's imposing physique, dark skin, and the astonishing bulge beneath his pants, my lower body reacted again. That stark contrast with my own three-inch stub, far from discouraging me, brought a perverted pleasure.
"My inner desire grows stronger," I continued to record, "Every time I imagine Ying'er possibly being penetrated by such a giant organ, my heart is both jealous and excited. My worth seems to lie not in satisfying my wife's flesh, but in creating more possibilities for her pleasure. This realization is both painful and exhilarating."
I put down the brush, gently stroking the freshly written words, as if confirming the reality of these thoughts. The act of writing them down gave me a peculiar sense of liberation, as though I was materializing my most hidden desires, transforming them from terrifying phantoms into actionable plans.
Turning to a new page, I began to record my next conceptions:
"Primary Goal: Check system tasks, gather enough points to purchase high-heeled sandals. Imagining Ying'er in black silk stockings and high heels, that sight will surely be stunning. Secondly, arrange the next massage, guiding Zaha to go further, hinting that Ying'er can moderately let go. Thirdly, consider introducing Abu; having two simultaneously serving might bring even stronger stimulation."
As I wrote this, my lower body hardened once more. That scene was too stimulating—my wife in silk stockings and high heels, two black slaves, one massaging her feet, the other her shoulders, their thick male organs faintly visible beneath their coarse cloth clothes. I clenched my fist, forcing myself to concentrate and continue writing:
"Potential Risks: Ying'er's adaptability still needs assessment; slaves becoming too bold might cause aversion; risk of gossip in the mansion. Countermeasures: Proceed gradually; establish clear bottom lines; carefully manage information. Core Principle: Everything centered on Ying'er's pleasure. Her enjoyment is my enjoyment, her satisfaction is my satisfaction."
This last sentence made me put down my brush. Was this the essence of what I pursued? To gain my own satisfaction through my wife's fulfillment? Or was I just finding excuses for my perverse desires? I wasn't sure, but I knew this path had begun, and I couldn't, nor did I want to, turn back.
"In the summer of the eighth year of Zhenguan, I embarked on an extraordinary journey," I wrote the last paragraph. "I am Wu Tao, a physician in Chang'an City, Li Ying's husband, and also… a cuckold slave yearning to see his wife satisfied by other men. This identity is both a chain and a liberation. I will walk this path, no matter where it leads."
Closing the medical book, I carefully placed it in a secret compartment. Standing up to tidy my clothes, I took a deep breath, preparing to begin the day's work at the clinic. But my thoughts lingered on the morning's scene—those jade feet wrapped in silk stockings, that wonderful tactile sensation, and Li Ying's soft moans in her sleep…
What made me anticipate even more was that, upon returning to the mansion, I had to first check the System tasks and strive to acquire those high-heeled sandals soon. Imagining Li Ying standing in transparent high-heeled sandals with silk stockings, her slender jade feet perfectly showcased, her toes faintly visible at the shoe's tip, and her arch appearing even more graceful due to the heel's elevation. This image made my heart pound, and the short thing below me once again stiffened uncontrollably.
"Hard again… so useless…" I muttered to myself, self-mockingly, yet unconsciously smiling. This intertwining of humiliation and anticipation had become the norm of my new life.
At three quarters past Shen Shi, the sun was already setting in the west, and the clinic's affairs finally came to an end. I put down the herb spoon in my hand, let out a long sigh of relief, and instructed the apprentices to tidy up the medical instruments.
"Physician Wu, where should these prepared medicinal pastes be stored?" an apprentice respectfully asked.
"Place them on the third shelf of the medicine cabinet in the back room, labeled for clearing heat and detoxifying," I instructed, then gathered my personal belongings and prepared to return home. Before leaving, my mind stirred, and I summoned the System interface.
[System Status]
Current System Points: 0
Current System Level: 1 (Apprentice)
Ongoing Task: [Foot Massage]—Guide Zaha or Abu to provide Li Ying with foot massage services
Task Difficulty: ★★☆☆☆
Reward: 15 System Points
Completion Condition: Li Ying must show clear signs of comfort during the massage
[Task Prompt]
Detected that Host has prepared a special item for Li Ying (silk stockings), new task unlocked:
[Silk Footwear Inheritance]—Make Li Ying adapt to wearing silk stockings in daily life
Difficulty: ★☆☆☆☆
Reward: 5 System Points
Completion Condition: Li Ying must actively express positive evaluation of silk stockings
[Double Service]—Arrange for Zaha and Abu to provide services to Li Ying simultaneously
Difficulty: ★★★☆☆
Reward: 20 System Points
Completion Conditions: Two black slaves must simultaneously touch Li Ying, and Li Ying must show enjoyment.
My heart raced; these two new tasks were exactly what I wanted! Especially [Silk Footwear Inheritance], which could be completed with just 5 points. Adding the 15 points from [Foot Massage] and the existing tasks, I would soon have enough points (50) to exchange for those transparent high-heeled sandals.
[High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style]—50 points
Description: Crystal clear body and slender high-heel design, fully displaying every beautiful curve of the foot.
Effect: Wearer's foot charm +70%, Observer's excitement +90%, especially suitable for display and appreciation.
Note: Transparent material amplifies the visual effect of black silk stockings, creating a strong contrast.
I closed the System interface and hurried back to the mansion. In my mind, I was already imagining Li Ying standing on transparent high heels, encased in black silk—that visual impact would surely make my blood boil, especially Zaha's reaction when he saw it…
As soon as I entered the mansion gate, I heard faint laughter coming from the courtyard. Following the sound, I saw Li Ying, Ting'er, and Lin'er sitting in the courtyard admiring the flowers. The lingering rays of the setting sun cast a golden halo over her. Today, she wore a light blue semi-transparent gauze skirt, her hair elegantly styled in a bun, and she gently fanned herself with a round fan. Her demeanor was graceful, like a fairy from a painting.
Ting'er stood behind Li Ying, her expression cool and elegant, her features picturesque yet revealing no emotion. Though a maidservant, she possessed an inherent noble temperament. Lin'er, on the other hand, was playfully chattering beside them, a naive and lively smile on her face, occasionally glancing at Li Ying as if waiting for a reaction.
"Husband is back," Li Ying said softly upon seeing me approach, a flicker of an unreadable emotion in her eyes.
"The clinic wasn't busy today, so I returned early," I replied with a smile, walking to her side. My gaze unconsciously fell upon her feet.
To my surprise, Li Ying seemed to notice my gaze and slightly extended her toes, revealing a section from beneath her gauze skirt—it wasn't ordinary embroidered shoes and white socks, but the black silk stockings I had given her last night! She was actually boldly wearing them while admiring flowers in the courtyard, not even avoiding them in front of the maidservants!
"Madam's complexion is exceptionally good today," I said, feigning normalcy, my heart, however, involuntarily quickening.
"Is it?" Li Ying smiled sweetly. "Perhaps it's that rare Western Regions treasure bestowed by my husband; it truly has remarkable effects."
Upon hearing this, my heart stirred. Could it be that she genuinely had a positive evaluation of the silk stockings? If so, wouldn't the [Silk Footwear Inheritance] task be easily completed?
"Oh? How are the effects?" I asked, feigning nonchalance.
Li Ying glanced shyly at Ting'er and Lin'er, but showed no intention of avoiding the topic. Instead, she said directly, "At first, it felt strange, but after wearing it all day, it actually feels quite comfortable. The sensation is like silk yet not silk, like skin yet not skin, with an indescribable smoothness when walking."
Ting'er raised an eyebrow behind Li Ying, a hint of imperceptible surprise flashing in her eyes, but she quickly returned to her cool expression. Lin'er covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her gaze full of curiosity as she looked at Li Ying.
"Mistress, these 'Thousand Li Silk' are indeed extraordinary," Lin'er couldn't help but say. "This servant has never seen anything like them; they are as thin as cicada wings yet tough and not easily torn."
"You've seen them?" I asked, somewhat surprised.
"This servant saw them this morning when helping Mistress change," Lin'er replied innocently, yet with a hint of slyness. "Mistress even let this servant touch them; the sensation truly is marvelous."
Li Ying's face flushed slightly, and she softly chided, "At the time, I didn't know how to put them on, so I asked Lin'er for help."
Looking at Li Ying's slightly shy yet candid expression, I realized that her acceptance of silk stockings had far exceeded my expectations. Last night was merely out of coercion from me, but today she actually wore them voluntarily, even allowing the maidservants to assist with dressing. This change both surprised and excited me.
"Since Madam finds them comfortable, you may wear them often in the future," I said gently, already planning my next step. "By the way, today I felt some discomfort in my feet, and I'd like Zaha to massage them for me. It's also a good opportunity for him to demonstrate his technique again, so that he can be more precise when massaging Madam tomorrow."
Li Ying paused slightly, then understood my meaning and nodded softly, "Husband is very thoughtful."
A strange glint flashed in Ting'er's eyes, and her cool voice spoke, "Zaha is clearing fallen leaves in the back courtyard. This servant will go call him now."
"No need," I waved my hand. "I'll go find him myself. You two continue to enjoy the flowers."
Before leaving, I deliberately observed Li Ying's emotions. She appeared calm, but her slightly trembling eyelashes and slightly faster breathing betrayed her inner turmoil. She must have been thinking about the scene tomorrow when Zaha would massage her, and she would be wearing silk stockings while in contact with him.
I went to the back courtyard to find Zaha and soon spotted his towering figure near a pile of fallen leaves. He was bent over, clearing leaves, his muscles taut beneath his rough cloth tunic, forming strong contours. Hearing footsteps, he immediately straightened up and respectfully bowed his head.
"Master."
"Zaha, come to my study tonight. I want to confirm some massage details for tomorrow," I got straight to the point, keeping my voice low.
Zaha showed slight surprise but quickly understood, "As you command, Master."
"Oh," I paused deliberately, "Tomorrow, Madam might be wearing that special 'Thousand Li Silk' from the Western Regions. It's an extremely precious foot adornment. You must be extra careful when massaging, and absolutely do not damage it."
A flicker of an indeterminate emotion crossed Zaha's eyes, and his Adam's apple visibly bobbed, "This humble one understands; I will be exceptionally careful."
"Very good. Come to the study at midnight tonight," I nodded, then turned to leave, but my peripheral vision caught Zaha's barely concealed anticipation and excitement.
During dinner, Li Ying and I sat opposite each other in a subtly quiet atmosphere. Ting'er and Lin'er attended to us, occasionally exchanging glances, as if communicating silently.
"Ying'er," I broke the silence, "Tomorrow, when Zaha comes to massage, will you still wear that Western Regions treasure?"
Li Ying's chopsticks paused slightly, and she said softly, "Since it was bestowed by husband, naturally I will wear it."
"That's good," I nodded with satisfaction. "That item is extremely precious in the Western Regions. It's said that receiving a massage while wearing it enhances the effect."
"Is that so?" Li Ying looked up at me, her gaze inquisitive. "Then why doesn't husband massage me himself?"
The question came somewhat suddenly. Without thinking, I instinctively replied, "My clinic is busy, and Zaha's technique has more strength, making it more suitable for foot massages."
Li Ying softly hummed in response, no longer asking further questions, but her thoughtful expression made my heart stir. Did she sense something? Or perhaps, was she actually looking forward to tomorrow's massage?
After dinner, I stayed in my study, waiting for Zaha's arrival. As midnight approached, Zaha knocked on the study door precisely on time.
"Come in."
Zaha respectfully pushed the door open, his tall figure casting a long shadow in the lamplight. He still kept his head bowed, but the anticipation in his eyes was hard to conceal: "Master, I have arrived."
"Sit," I gestured to the chair opposite me, unusually allowing a slave to sit in front of me.
Zaha hesitated slightly, but then obediently sat down, his sturdy thigh muscles tensing beneath the coarse cloth trousers, revealing their robust contours.
"Are you ready for tomorrow's massage?" I asked, getting straight to the point.
"Yes, Master," Zaha's voice was steady and strong. "This humble one has prepared the massage oil and hot water as per Master's instructions."
"Very good," I nodded, then deliberately lowered my voice. "Madam was very satisfied with your last massage, especially…" I paused, looking directly into his eyes, "your certain special techniques."
Zaha's pupils dilated slightly, but he quickly concealed his surprise: "Master means…"
"I mean," I said unhurriedly, "during tomorrow's massage, you can be appropriately… bolder. As long as Madam doesn't object, you can try some more advanced techniques."
Zaha's breathing clearly quickened, his chest rising and falling slightly: "This humble one… understands."
"Remember, Madam's comfort comes first. If she shows the slightest displeasure, you must stop immediately." My tone carried a warning, but my eyes implied much more.
"This humble one will keep that in mind," Zaha respectfully bowed his head, but I distinctly saw a slight, almost imperceptible upturn at the corner of his mouth.
"There's one more very important point," I deliberately raised my voice, "Tomorrow, Madam will be wearing that Western Regions treasure, the 'Thousand Li Silk.' It's a close-fitting foot adornment with a special texture, and it's said that receiving a massage while wearing it doubles the effect. But you need to be extra careful not to damage it."
"Thousand Li Silk…" Zaha repeated softly, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes. "This humble one will be extra careful."
"This silk fabric will increase the sensitivity of the feet during massage, so your technique must be even gentler," I continued to explain, though I was actually hinting at how Zaha could bring Li Ying more pleasure. "Especially the arch of the foot and between the toes, they need meticulous care."
Zaha listened intently, nodding occasionally. I could tell from his slightly trembling hands and unconscious lip-licking that he was already imagining tomorrow's scene. Those dark, rough hands caressing Li Ying's jade feet encased in black silk—that dual stimulation of sight and touch would surely make him unable to stop himself.
"Master, rest assured, this humble one will serve Madam wholeheartedly," Zaha's voice carried a hint of indiscernible desire.
"Good, that's all for now," I waved him away. "Tomorrow afternoon, you will wait in the inner chamber at the appointed time."
"As you command, Master," Zaha stood up, bowed deeply, then exited the study.
Watching Zaha leave, I let out a long breath, my heart a mix of nervousness and excitement. Tomorrow's massage might lead to further developments, especially with Li Ying wearing silk stockings. Zaha's dark, rough hands caressing her jade feet encased in black silk—that dual stimulation of touch and sight would surely bring Li Ying an unprecedented experience.
I rose and returned to the inner chamber. Li Ying had already bathed and changed, sitting on the edge of the bed in a light pink nightgown, looking down at something. Getting closer, I saw that she was examining her feet, clad in black silk. Under the lamplight, the black stockings perfectly outlined the curves of her feet, her fair skin subtly revealed through the semi-transparent fabric, both mysterious and alluring.
"Ying'er, not asleep yet?" I sat beside her and asked softly.
"Waiting for husband," Li Ying looked up, her eyes holding an emotion I couldn't quite decipher. "This Western Regions treasure is truly wonderful; after wearing it all day, it doesn't feel stuffy, but rather cool and comfortable."
"Do you like it?" I asked directly.
Li Ying hesitated slightly, then said softly, "Hmm, I quite like it. The sensation is very special, that silky feeling when walking is completely different from ordinary socks."
[System Prompt]
Task [Silk Footwear Inheritance] completed!
Reward: 5 System Points (credited)
Current System Points: 5
My heart swelled with joy; indeed, the [Silk Footwear Inheritance] task was complete. With the impending completion of [Foot Massage], I would soon accumulate more points.
"That's good," I gently stroked her cheek. "Tomorrow, when Zaha comes to massage, you should wear it. It's said that material enhances the massage effect when worn."
A hint of nervousness flickered in Li Ying's eyes: "Do I really have to let him see such a private item?"
"It's fine, he's just a slave," I reassured her. "Besides, this treasure is quite common in the Western Regions; he should have seen it before."
Li Ying nodded softly, no longer objecting. We embraced and fell asleep, but my mind had already flown to tomorrow afternoon—that would be another crucial step in my cuckold plan.
The oil lamp hung low, and a faint, subtle fragrance permeated the inner chamber—it was the aloeswood incense Li Ying usually used, elegant yet with a hint of richness. We sat facing each other; she was half-reclining on the bedhead, her jade feet encased in black silk glimmering faintly in the lamplight. That unusual beauty made my heart pound.
"Ying'er," I spoke softly, my gaze gently fixed on her, "Are you accustomed to wearing silk stockings today?"
Li Ying lowered her head slightly, her gaze falling on her feet. She caressed the black silk with graceful, natural movements: "At first, it felt strange, but after wearing them all day, I've grown accustomed to it. That sensation…" She paused, seemingly searching for the right words, "It's like a thin veil clinging to the skin, both smooth and tight, with an indescribable comfort when moving."
I inwardly rejoiced; it seemed she genuinely had a liking for silk stockings, not merely accommodating me.
"As long as Ying'er likes it," I reached out and took her hand, gently caressing the back of it. "Actually, I've always wanted to say… I'm very grateful for your tolerance."
"Tolerance?" She looked at me, slightly puzzled.
"Yes, tolerance for my… special preferences." I looked directly into her eyes, my voice soft and firm. "Whether it's about my feet, or…" I took a deep breath, "those things I said a few days ago."
Li Ying's gaze flickered slightly. I knew she understood what I was referring to—the cuckolding fantasies I had confessed to her that night.
"This concubine dare not say I fully understand husband's thoughts," she said softly, her brows slightly furrowed as if in thought. "But… why does husband have such ideas? Are you not afraid this concubine will have second thoughts?"
I had pondered this question for a long time. I moved closer to her, my tone sincere and gentle: "Ying'er, this is not distrust; quite the opposite." I paused, choosing my words carefully. "I know your feelings for me deeply, and it is precisely because of that that I dare to share my most secret desires with you. This… special preference stems from my deep love for you, and also…" I gave a bitter smile, "my own shortcomings."
"Husband, why do you say that?" Li Ying's brow furrowed even more deeply. "This concubine has never disliked anything about you."
"I know," I sighed softly, "but as a man, not being able to bring my wife enough pleasure—this is an eternal pain in my heart. Perhaps that's why, subconsciously, I hope to see you truly satisfied by a strong man, and I derive another kind of satisfaction from your happiness."
A complex emotion flashed in Li Ying's eyes. She gently bit her lower lip, seeming to process my words. After a long moment, she finally spoke: "This concubine dare not say I completely understand husband's thoughts. But if this is truly husband's wish…" Her voice grew softer and softer, "This concubine is willing to try to understand."
These words were like a warm current flowing into my heart. I squeezed her hand tightly: "Ying'er, you don't have to force yourself.
I just want you to know that my love for you will never change, no matter what."
Li Ying nodded gently, her eyes glinting with a light I couldn't fully decipher. The atmosphere was silent for a moment, but not awkward. I decided to change the subject slightly.
"Ying'er," I leaned closer to her, my voice becoming low and gentle, "Tonight… may I ask you to use… that place to help me?"
"That place?" She looked at me in confusion.
My gaze fell upon her chest, the voluptuous outline beneath the light pink nightgown provoking thoughts. "Your… breasts," I said directly.
Li Ying's face immediately turned red, but there was no repulsion in her eyes; instead, a hint of emotion I recognized flashed. She hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "If husband likes it… this concubine is willing."
Upon receiving her assent, I took off my upper garment and lay half-reclined on the bed. Li Ying rose, adjusted her posture, and slowly untied the front ties of her nightgown. Her fair breasts gradually revealed themselves as the fabric loosened, the full mounds gleaming enticingly in the lamplight.
She leaned down, kneeling between my legs, gently untying my underpants, revealing the already fully erect but still small male organ. That pathetic three-inch flesh pillar seemed even more insignificant between her fair fingers.
"Actually, husband need not be bothered," she gently stroked my small male organ, "This concubine has never been dissatisfied because of this."
I gave a bitter smile, yet my heart was even more touched by her understanding. Li Ying leaned down, pressing her full breasts together to form an inviting cleavage. I guided my little thing and entered that warm valley between her breasts.
"Ah…" When my meat stick was fully enveloped by that soft breast flesh, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction. Li Ying's breasts were plump and soft, her skin delicate as silk, and her cleavage deep and warm. She carefully squeezed her breasts together and began to move up and down, serving me.
"Ying'er's technique is truly good…" I gasped in praise, my gaze moving back and forth between her focused face and full breasts.
"As long as husband likes it," she responded softly, her movements becoming more skillful.
As she moved, a scene suddenly flashed in my mind: Zaha's dark, powerful body stood before Li Ying, his reportedly twenty-eight-centimeter colossal member pointing directly at her face, while she knelt on the ground, serving that immense object with her breasts…
This fantasy made my lower body even harder, a few drops of clear fluid seeping from the tip of my glans. Li Ying seemed to notice the change, looking up at me: "Husband, does it feel good?"
"So good…" I panted lightly, summoning my courage, and whispered, "Ying'er, have you… have you ever imagined what it would feel like if a strong man like Zaha…?"
Li Ying's movements paused slightly, then resumed, but I noticed her breathing quickened distinctly: "Husband, you're saying such things again…" Her tone was shy, but not a harsh reprimand.
"I'm just curious…" I said softly, while raising my hand to caress her cheek, "They say that part of them is exceptionally large. If served with your ample breasts, Ying'er, it would surely be…"
"Husband!" Li Ying interrupted me, her face red as sunset, but a flicker of light I couldn't quite identify flashed in her eyes—perhaps curiosity? Perhaps a hidden expectation?
I said no more, concentrating on enjoying her service. Her breasts slid up and down my little dick, sometimes her nipples lightly brushing against the glans, bringing me unparalleled pleasure. Under such stimulation, I soon felt a tightening in my lower abdomen, about to ejaculate.
"Ying'er… I'm going to…" I quietly warned.
Li Ying did not pull away; instead, she sped up her movements, a look of determination I had never seen before in her eyes. With a low growl, my organ pulsated between her breasts, spurting thin semen, the white fluid staining her snow-white chest, a scene both licentious and beautiful.
"Sorry…" I looked at the mess on her chest, feeling a little embarrassed.
Li Ying, however, smiled slightly, reached out to wipe away the semen, and swallowed it without hesitation right in front of me. This scene shocked me. I never imagined that a virtuous woman like her would do something so bold.
"Ying'er…" My voice trembled slightly from shock.
"It's husband's, I don't mind it," she said softly, with a profound meaning in her eyes that I couldn't decipher.
After the climax, we lay embracing, and the room fell silent for a moment. I gently stroked her hair, my mind racing with countless thoughts. Then, a question suddenly surfaced in my mind.
"Ying'er, I've always wanted to ask," I began, trying to keep my tone natural, "Are Ting'er and Lin'er doing well in the manor?"
Li Ying looked slightly surprised: "Of course they're well. They serve this humble wife every day. Why do you ask, husband?"
I sighed softly: "To be honest, I always feel that Ting'er is cold towards me, as if disdainful. It's fine, but…" I paused, "They were supposed to enter the manor as concubines, yet I've always treated them as maidservants. I wonder if they hold any grievances in their hearts."
A complex emotion flashed in Li Ying's eyes: "Husband is kind-hearted. Treating them as maidservants is better than taking them as concubines. Ting'er has a proud nature; she may seem cold, but she is actually grateful for husband's kindness in her heart."
"Is that true, Ying'er?" I was a little surprised.
"This wife spends day and night with them; I know their thoughts," Li Ying explained softly. "Ting'er is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Lin'er is lively, clever, and thoughtful. They…" She hesitated slightly, "They both know that husband has never touched them, and instead respects this wife as the legal wife. They are all grateful."
I suddenly realized. So that was it. "Then do they know about us… about our affairs?" I probed.
Li Ying's face reddened again: "They help me change and bathe, so naturally… they know some things." She paused, seemingly hesitant to continue, "Today, Lin'er saw me wearing that 'Thousand Li Silk' and curiously asked many questions…"
"Oh?" My interest was piqued. "What did she ask?"
"She asked why that item was so special, what it felt like, whether it was comfortable to wear…" Li Ying's voice grew softer and softer. "She even said… if master was willing, she would like to try it too…"
This information made my heart pound. Lin'er was interested in stockings? This might be a sign that she could accept more…
"What about Ting'er?" I continued to ask.
"Ting'er doesn't show it on her face, but I can tell she's also very curious," Li Ying said. "It's just her proud nature; she doesn't want to show it directly."
I pondered for a moment: "If they are truly interested, it's not impossible to let them try. After all, that item is extremely precious in the Western Regions; just seeing it is a blessing."
Li Ying nodded gently: "If husband is willing, I can inform them."
"No need to rush." I smiled, my finger gently stroking her cheek. "Zaha will be here tomorrow to massage you. We can discuss this after that."
At the mention of Zaha, Li Ying's body visibly stiffened for a moment, but then quickly relaxed: "Husband has arranged it?"
"Yes, everything is in order. He will be in the inner room precisely in the Shen Hour tomorrow." I looked at her meaningfully. "You just need to wear the stockings and enjoy it."
Li Ying lowered her gaze and softly assented: "This humble one obeys."
I held her close, placing a light kiss on her forehead. How would tomorrow's massage unfold? How would Zaha react? Could Li Ying fully accept it? All these unknown possibilities filled me with anticipation.
And Ting'er and Lin'er's reactions surprised me too. Their interest in stockings might mean they could also accept more new things. The relationships in this manor seemed to be quietly changing, developing in a direction I couldn't predict but vaguely anticipated.
Sleepiness deepened, but my heart was racing with excitement due to these possibilities. Tomorrow would be another brand new day…
The morning light streamed through the window into the inner chamber. I woke from a light sleep and turned to look at Li Ying beside me. She had already risen and was sitting at the dressing table, arranging her hair bun. In the morning light, her profile was soft and graceful, her skin as delicate as solidified cream. What made my heart pound even faster was that I noticed she was wearing a light purple ruqun, and from beneath her skirt, her feet, faintly visible, were still encased in those black silk stockings.
She actually woke up early and put on the stockings on her own! This meant her acceptance of this modern item far exceeded my expectations. A secret excitement surged within me, and at the same time, I couldn't help but think of what was about to happen in the Shen Hour today—Zaha massaging Li Ying's feet while she wore the stockings.
"Husband is awake?" Li Ying saw my movement in the bronze mirror, turned around, a faint smile on her lips.
"Hmm." I sat up, my gaze unconsciously falling on her jade feet, faintly visible beneath her skirt. "Ying'er is wearing that Western Regions treasure today as well?"
Li Ying's cheeks flushed slightly: "Yes, since husband said it's beneficial for foot health, I wanted to wear it for a few more days. That sensation…" She paused, her voice growing softer, "It truly is wonderful."
Hearing this, my heart stirred, and I quickly asked: "Wonderful? How so?"
"It's just…" She seemed to be searching for the right words, "That silky smooth feeling when walking, like my feet are wrapped in a thin cloud, both restrained and free. Especially…" She stopped, her face redder, "This humble one found that there's a peculiar tingling sensation when it rubs."
I almost cheered—this was exactly the special effect of the silk stockings! Not only had Li Ying accepted the stockings, she had even experienced the unique sensory stimulation they brought. But I maintained a calm demeanor: "That's a special material from the Western Regions; it's said to have that effect. When Zaha comes for the massage in the Shen Hour, this feeling will be even more pronounced."
At the mention of Zaha, Li Ying's eyes flickered slightly, but she showed no signs of refusal: "Husband has arranged it?"
"Yes, everything is in order." I got up and began to change. "I'll instruct him again when I go to the medical clinic. Ying'er just needs to wait at ease and enjoy herself."
Li Ying lowered her gaze, softly assenting. I quickly washed up, preparing to go to the medical clinic. Before leaving, I remembered the system task and, finding a quiet spot, focused my thoughts.
[System Status]
Current System Points: 5
Current System Level: 1 (Apprentice)
Ongoing Tasks:
- [Foot Massage]—Guide Zaha or Abu to provide foot massage service for Li Ying
Difficulty: ★★☆☆☆
Reward: 15 System Points
Completion Condition: Li Ying must show clear signs of comfort during the massage
- [Double Service]—Arrange for Zaha and Abu to simultaneously provide service to Li Ying
Difficulty: ★★★☆☆
Reward: 20 System Points
Completion Conditions: Two black slaves must simultaneously touch Li Ying, and Li Ying must show enjoyment.
[New Mission Unlocked]
- [Modern Foot Bath]—Provide Li Ying with a modern-style foot care using an improved formula
Difficulty: ★★☆☆☆
Reward: 10 System Points
Completion Condition: Li Ying must express strong comfort during the experience and be willing to experience it again
I secretly rejoiced. The newly unlocked [Modern Foot Bath] mission was practically tailor-made for me! It was already my plan to research foot bath methods at the medical clinic today, and now with the system's blessing, I had a clear goal. According to the plan, completing both [Foot Massage] and [Modern Foot Bath] missions would give me 25 points. Adding the existing 5 points, that's 30 points. I'd still need 20 points for that transparent high-heeled sandal, and [Double Service] could provide exactly that 20 points!
Closing the system interface, I went to the medical clinic in a joyful mood. Along the way, my mind kept conjuring images of Li Ying's jade feet in black silk, and Zaha's dark, rough hands caressing them. This strong visual impact and contrast beauty made my lower body react again, that pitiable three-inch short thing poking up a negligible little tent in my underpants.
When I arrived at the medical clinic, the apprentices were already busy preparing to open for business. Old Liu was organizing the medicine cabinet. Seeing me enter, he quickly bowed: "Physician Wu, you're early."
"Yes, I want to research some prescriptions today." I nodded, walking directly into the inner room.
Sitting at the desk, I took out several medical books and began looking up records about foot baths. There were many foot bath formulas in the "Thousand Gold Prescriptions", but most were for symptoms like cold-damp athlete's foot, lacking comfort and special stimulation. I needed to create a brand new foot bath experience that had both medicinal effects and could bring Li Ying unprecedented sensory enjoyment.
"Modern foot therapy…" I murmured to myself, recalling my past life's experiences. Modern foot therapy, besides herbal soaks, involved various elements like temperature changes, massage techniques, and special tools. How to recreate these in the Tang Dynasty became my challenge.
I began to list the available materials on paper:
- Mint: cooling sensation, stimulates nerve endings
- Safflower: invigorates blood, brings warmth
- Sandalwood: calms nerves, seductive aroma
- Borneol: clears heat, detoxifies, brings strong alternating hot and cold sensations
- Sichuan pepper: slight stimulation, enhances nerve sensitivity
These materials were rare in modern foot therapy, but their combined use should produce similar effects. I specifically noted the ratio of borneol to Sichuan pepper; this alternating hot and cold stimulation was the essence of modern foot therapy.
"Old Liu," I called the long-term laborer, "Go fetch some Sichuan pepper, borneol, safflower, mint, and sandalwood."
"These herbs…" Old Liu looked a bit confused, "Physician Wu, what kind of formula are you preparing?"
"A foot bath formula," I replied simply. "For madam's qi and blood regulation."
Old Liu didn't ask further and soon brought the herbs I requested. I arranged them by category on the desk and began experimenting with different ratios. The coolness of mint and borneol needed to be balanced with the warmth of safflower; the stimulating effect of Sichuan pepper had to be moderate, enough to awaken nerve endings but not cause unbearable burning; the amount of sandalwood had to be just right, to create a relaxing atmosphere without being too strong.
After repeated calculations and small-scale experiments, I finally arrived at an ideal formula. This foot bath formula not only had the effects of regulating qi and blood and relaxing muscles and meridians, but also could bring a unique sensation of alternating hot and cold, tingling comfort. Moreover, if combined with Zaha's foot massage, the effect should be even more significant.
"Grind these herbs into powder and divide them into ten portions," I instructed Old Liu. "Wrap each portion separately and label it 'Foot Bath Use Only'."
Just as Old Liu was about to leave, I suddenly remembered another plan: "By the way, is Abu in the manor today?"
"Replying to Physician, Abu was sent to purchase supplies in the east of the city yesterday and should be back today," Old Liu answered.
I nodded, secretly pleased. Abu and Zaha were the two black slaves in my manor, both bought from a Western Regions caravan years ago. If I could get them to serve Li Ying simultaneously, the [Double Service] mission might be completed.
After recording the foot bath formula in my private medical book, I began seeing patients. All morning, my mind had already flown to the manor, imagining the scene in the afternoon. The image became clearer and clearer in my mind: Li Ying's jade feet in black silk soaking in my specially prepared foot bath, Zaha's dark, rough hands gently massaging, and perhaps Abu would be there too, the two black men's massive bodies contrasting with Li Ying's delicate figure…
These imaginations repeatedly caused a reaction in my lower body, but that pitiable three-inch short thing, apart from raising a negligible little tent in my underpants, couldn't give me any more substantial presence. Whenever I thought of Zaha and Abu's terrifyingly huge members, I couldn't help but feel a complex mix of shame and excitement.
"Physician Wu, this Auntie Wang has had back pain for many days; she'd like you to examine her," an apprentice's voice pulled me back from my fantasy to reality.
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to concentrate on the medical matter at hand. "Please sit down, Auntie. I will take your pulse."
As I diagnosed the patient, my mind kept wandering. Even as my fingers felt Auntie Wang's pulse, all I could see was Li Ying's jade feet in black silk, and Zaha's dark, rough hands caressing them. This intense visual contrast made it almost impossible to suppress the turmoil within me.
"Old Liu, fetch a qian each of eucommia bark, ligusticum chuanxiong, and cassia twig, plus half a qian of mugwort leaf. Grind them into a fine powder and have her decoct them with pork kidney water, twice a day, morning and evening." I wrote out the prescription, my voice maintaining the composure a physician should have, but my heart was churning with unspeakable desires.
After seeing Auntie Wang off, I excused myself to research prescriptions and returned to the inner room alone. Before me were medical books and herbs, but in my mind were only the scenes that would unfold in the afternoon. If I could get Abu to participate as well, and serve Li Ying together, the [Double Service] mission could be completed, and I would get enough system points to exchange for those transparent high-heeled sandals.
Imagining Li Ying standing in black silk on the transparent high heels, her slender jade feet perfectly displayed, every toe, every line on her sole clearly visible… This image was too stimulating. My small organ erected again in my underpants, even seeping a little clear fluid from the tip.
"Calm down, calm down…" I murmured to myself, trying to divert my attention back to the foot bath formula.
I re-checked the proportions of the selected herbs: the coolness of mint and borneol, the slight warmth of Sichuan pepper, the heat of safflower, the richness of sandalwood… These seemingly ordinary materials, carefully proportioned by me, would bring Li Ying an unprecedented foot experience. The alternating hot and cold stimulation, combined with Zaha's and Abu's (if I could convince him to participate) foot massage, would surely bring Li Ying unparalleled relaxation and pleasure.
"Physician Wu, what about this dose of medicine…?" an apprentice peered in, looking confused by my distracted state.
"Wait a moment." I quickly adjusted my posture, hiding the abnormality in my lower body, and turned to face the medicine cabinet, pretending to search for something. "This dose needs some angelica sinensis; go fetch it."
This wasn't the first time I'd zoned out. All morning, my body was at the medical clinic, but my mind had already flown to the manor. Every time I thought of Li Ying's jade feet in black silk being massaged by Zaha's rough hands, my lower body involuntarily reacted. Although the reaction was negligible, the turmoil in my heart was like a raging storm.
"Old Liu," I called the medical clinic's long-term laborer, "Go to the manor and tell Abu to come to the medical clinic this afternoon. Just say I have something to tell him."
Old Liu looked perplexed, but didn't ask further, and left. I turned back to the medicine cabinet, continuing to perfect the foot bath formula. On top of the foot bath, if I could add special massage oil, the effect would be even more significant. I took out a small bottle of sandalwood oil from the cabinet and mixed in a small amount of borneol powder. This oil could both moisturize the skin and bring subtle hot and cold sensations, making it ideal for foot massage.
"Physician Wu!" Old Liu's shout came from outside the door, "Abu is not in the manor; he was said to have gone out of the city yesterday to purchase supplies and hasn't returned yet."
I frowned, slightly disappointed that my plan was thwarted. However, Zaha massaging Li Ying alone would still be a form of enjoyment. Perhaps Abu's absence was a buffer, allowing Li Ying to gradually adapt to this new experience.
"Understood." I nodded, already adjusting my plan. "Then just let Zaha come alone. The agreed time remains unchanged."
As noon approached, the medical clinic's patients gradually dispersed. I began to pack the materials needed for the foot bath, my anticipation growing. Carefully placing the specially made foot bath powder and massage oil into exquisite porcelain bottles, I put them into my personal cloth bag. Thinking of Li Ying soon immersing herself in these carefully prepared pleasures, a smile involuntarily curled on my lips.
"That's enough for the medical clinic today," I told the apprentices. "We'll see the remaining patients tomorrow. Old Liu, you stay and lock up."
Before leaving the medical clinic, I did a final check of the items in my satchel: foot bath powder, massage oil, special towels… Everything was ready. I looked up at the sky; it was just past noon, a good time to return to the manor. Zaha was scheduled to massage Li Ying in the Shen Hour, so I had enough time for final preparations.
Walking back to the manor, I felt both nervous and excited. Yesterday's massage was just the beginning; today would be a step further. Li Ying's jade feet in stockings soaking in my specially prepared foot bath, Zaha's dark, rough hands gently massaging, possibly crossing certain boundaries… These images flashed continuously in my mind, quickening my breath, and my little dick reacted again and again.
At the same time, I was also considering how to introduce Abu into this game at the right time. The 20 points from the [Double Service] mission were crucial for gathering the 50 points needed to buy the high-heeled sandals. Perhaps waiting until Li Ying fully accepted Zaha's service before introducing Abu would be more natural.
"Slow down, don't rush…" I murmured to myself, adjusting my eager mood. This cuckold game required patience and strategy; being too impetuous would be counterproductive.
I looked back at the slowly receding medical clinic, then forward to the path leading to the manor. Two completely different worlds: one where I was a respected physician, the other soon to be the stage for my cuckolding fantasies. This stark contrast in identity, far from making me feel conflicted or torn, brought an unusual thrill and satisfaction.
"Wu Tao, Wu Tao…" I chuckled self-deprecatingly, "What kind of person are you, really?"
This question has no answer, or rather, the answer is gradually forming. As the system's tasks are completed step by step, as Li Ying gradually accepts new things, and as these modern items come into play in this ancient world, my new identity and new values are quietly being built.
I quickened my pace, eager to return to the manor and begin today's plan. The image of Zaha's black hand caressing Li Ying's silk-stockinged jade feet would no longer be just a fantasy, but was about to become reality. I looked forward to that moment.