I sat stiffly in the study for a long time, my mind churning. On one hand, there was the lingering fear of almost losing control today and guilt towards Li Ying. On the other hand, the temporarily suppressed cuckoldry desire was like a venomous snake lying dormant, ready to raise its head again at any moment. I had to find a balance point: to appease Li Ying, maintain the fragile warmth between us, and also continue my plan to satisfy that increasingly swelling perverted craving.
The system… right, the system! Perhaps I could start with the system and see if there were any new opportunities. With a thought, the familiar translucent light screen reappeared before my eyes.
[System Status]
Current System Points: 30
Current System Level: 1 (Apprentice)
Ongoing Tasks:
[Double Service]—Arrange for Zaha and Abu to simultaneously provide service to Li Ying (Paused)
Difficulty: ★★★☆☆
Reward: 20 System Points
Completion Conditions: Two black slaves must simultaneously touch Li Ying, and Li Ying must show enjoyment.
[Mall Recommendations]
[High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style]—50 points
[Quick Point Acquisition Plans] (Last Viewed)
[Temporary Humiliation Task - Peeking at Feet in a Busy Market]: Reward 10 points. Risk: Medium.[Extreme Gambling - Roulette]: Cost 5 points, 1/3 chance +20 points, 1/3 chance +5 points, 1/3 chance -5 points. Risk: High.[Special Transaction - Memory for Points]: Sell modern memories, exchange for 20 points. Risk: Extremely High.
The task list hadn't refreshed. The [Peeking at Feet in a Busy Market] had considerable risk and was likely to attract attention. Besides, Li Ying's emotions were unstable now, so it was not suitable for another humiliating task. Selling memories was absolutely out of the question.
So… only roulette was left. 5 points to gamble for 20 points. Although the risk was high, if successful, I could immediately gather 50 points and exchange for those transparent high-heeled sandals I longed for! They would be the perfect match for black stockings! Imagine Li Ying wearing black stockings, stepping in transparent high heels, with two black slaves…
No, stop thinking! I forced myself to calm down. What I needed now were points, not fantasies. 5 points wasn't much; losing them wouldn't be crippling. I'd go for it!
"System, perform one [Extreme Gambling - Roulette]!" I silently chanted in my mind.
[System Prompt]
Confirm consuming 5 points for roulette? (Yes/No)
"Yes!"
The light screen before my eyes instantly changed. A colorful, giant roulette began to spin rapidly, the pointer sweeping across areas representing points. My heart leaped into my throat as I stared intently at the spinning pointer.
"Stop! Stop at +20!" I roared in my mind.
The roulette's speed gradually slowed down, the pointer swinging back and forth between +20 and -5 points, and finally… slowly stopped at…
[System Prompt]
Roulette ended! Congratulations, Host, you have received a reward of 20 System Points!
Current System Points: 30 - 5 + 20 = 45 points!
"Haha! It hit!" I almost jumped up! Although it wasn't a direct +20, I still gained 15 points, bringing my total to 45 points! Only 5 points short of 50! Excellent! Although it was still a bit short, at least hope had greatly increased! Next time, just complete a small task, or gamble once more… and I'd have a chance!
Suppressing the excitement in my heart, I closed the system interface. It seemed luck was on my side.
Next was Abu. Although the plan had changed today, the [Double Service] task would have to be done sooner or later. I called a trusted young servant and quietly instructed him: "Go and inquire when Abu can return to the manor. No need to rush him, just find out the approximate time."
"Yes, Master." The servant bowed and left.
Having dealt with these matters, my mood lightened considerably. Looking at the sky, Li Ying should be waking up soon. I rose, straightened my robes, and put on a gentle smile again, walking towards the inner chamber.
When I returned to the inner chamber, Li Ying had indeed woken up. Ting'er and Lin'er were attending to her as she washed. She had changed back into her usual plain and elegant *ruqun*, and her hair bun was neatly redone. Only her eyes were still slightly red, and her expression a little tired, but seeing me enter, her eyes clearly brightened, showing a hint of relief and dependence.
"Madam is awake?" I walked over, waving Ting'er and Lin'er away. "How do you feel? Are you still uncomfortable?"
"Thank you, husband, for your concern, this concubine is much better." She slightly lowered her head, her voice soft.
"That's good." I led her to sit on the soft couch. I didn't bring up the morning's events again. Instead, I picked out some interesting anecdotes from Chang'an city to tell her and talked about some strange patients I had encountered at the clinic. She listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a word or two, or letting out a few light laughs. The atmosphere was relaxed and warm.
I could feel that she was much more relaxed around me, no longer as tense and fearful as before. Although there was still a hint of imperceptible confusion and worry deep in her eyes, at least the ice between us was melting.
Thus, we leaned against each other, chatting, and time passed unknowingly. The afternoon sun filtered through the window screens, elongating our shadows, which intertwined on the floor. At this moment, there was no cuckoldry, no black slaves, no system tasks, only a husband and wife, dependent on each other, enjoying a moment of peace and tenderness.
After a simple dinner, the servants were dismissed, leaving only Li Ying and me in the inner chamber. The candlelight flickered, illuminating her delicate face. The atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous.
I gently embraced her from behind, resting my chin on the top of her head, inhaling the fresh scent of her post-bath skin. "Ying'er…" My voice was a little hoarse.
Her body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, and she softly murmured, "Mm."
"Tonight… let your husband cherish you properly, alright?" I whispered, my hand beginning to wander naughtily over her body.
She didn't refuse, simply leaning her head against my chest, her breathing quickening.
I carried her to the bed and shed our clothes. In the candlelight, her plump, fair naked body emitted an alluring glow. Her breasts were full and perky, her waist slender, and her buttocks rounded. I leaned down and kissed her lips, my tongue entering her mouth, intertwining and playing with her small tongue.
Her body quickly grew hot, and soft moans escaped her lips. Her hands began to caress and respond to me. I could feel her arousal.
However, when I excitedly lifted my mere three-inch-long little dick, attempting to enter her body, an awkward scene unfolded. Due to its small size, I tried several times but struggled to find the accurate position. Even when I managed to force an entry, it felt like a mud ox entering the sea—I could barely feel any tight embrace or friction.
"Husband…" Li Ying seemed to sense my embarrassment, a complex expression on her face—pity, helplessness, and perhaps… a hint of imperceptible disappointment? She slightly parted her legs, trying to cooperate with me, even reaching out a hand as if to guide me.
"It's… it's nothing…" I gave a somewhat sheepish laugh, a strong sense of shame welling up inside me. I had been so preoccupied with the cuckoldry plan that I had overlooked this fundamental problem! How could I satisfy her with such low sexual capability? No wonder… no wonder she was curious about the black slaves' powerful virility!
I bit my lip, trying hard to ignore the inadequacy of my size, and began to exert all my efforts, quickening the thrusting speed. Sweat beaded on my forehead, my breathing grew heavy, and every in and out was performed with all my might. But even so, I could still feel that my little dick was so insignificant, so weak and powerless, within her moist, tight vaginal canal.
Li Ying lay beneath me, eyes closed, eyebrows slightly furrowed, seemingly trying to feel something, but her body's reaction was far less intense than when Zaha had licked her feet. The few moans she occasionally let out also seemed somewhat perfunctory and forced.
I knew I couldn't satisfy her. This realization was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the lust that had just flared up within me. A strong sense of frustration and shame surged. Why! Why was it that my dick had to be so small!
The more I thought, the angrier I became, and my movements grew somewhat rough. But the rougher I was, the harder it was to last. Before long, after a series of hurried thrusts, I felt a hot current surge from my lower abdomen to the tip, and then, that pathetic little dick sadly, without warning, prematurely came. A thin stream of semen, barely having penetrated deep, flowed out.
"Ugh…" I collapsed on her, gasping, my face burning. Again… it ended so quickly again…
Li Ying said nothing, just opened her eyes and quietly stared at the ceiling, her gaze vacant, lost in thought.
I rolled off her and lay beside her, my heart filled with bitterness and unwillingness. Could we really sustain ourselves on tenderness alone? The physical chasm was, after all, difficult to bridge.
Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night. Guilt, tenderness, unwillingness, and the cuckoldry desire once again awakened by reality, intertwined and tormented me repeatedly… Li Ying… could she truly be satisfied with such a nominal marriage? Or… had she, deep down, already begun to yearn for the true satisfaction brought by that black giant dick?
Li Ying, next to me, lay naked on the brocade quilt like a soulless puppet, her eyes vacant as she stared at the golden hook on the canopy, as if the brief and failed "lovemaking" had drained all life from her. The air was filled with awkwardness and disappointment, even overshadowing the lingering scent of lust.
My heart felt steeped in bitter water, both acrid and painful. Shame gnawed at me like a venomous snake; my masculine dignity, in the instant that wretched three-inch little dick prematurely surrendered, was shattered beyond repair. What face did I, her husband, have to even fantasize about perverse cuckoldry when I couldn't even fulfill the most basic marital duties for my wife?
I turned on my side, looking at her lifeless profile, and mustered the courage to ask in a dry voice, "Ying'er… just now… how did it feel? Were you… satisfied?" I knew the answer, yet I couldn't resist this self-humiliating question.
Her body trembled almost imperceptibly, and she slowly turned her head to look at me. Her eyes, which usually sparkled like water, were now dull and lifeless, as if veiled in grey. She was silent for a moment, then forced a smile uglier than a cry, her voice soft, but with a heartbreaking emptiness: "Husband… you did your best, I… know. I… am fine…"
"Fine?" Heh, did she even believe that herself? I knew she was comforting me, trying to protect my pathetic self-esteem. The more understanding she was, the more she endured, the more it felt like a knife piercing my heart! She was clearly not satisfied! She clearly longed to be thoroughly penetrated and satisfied by a real man! My little dick couldn't even give her a shred of real pleasure!
A strong sense of powerlessness and unwillingness almost swallowed me whole. Why? Why do I have modern knowledge and the system, yet I am so incompetent at the most crucial point!
"Ying'er…" I couldn't say anything more, only reached out and tightly grasped her cool hand.
She squeezed my hand back, her gaze revealing a complex emotion—pity, compassion, and a deep helplessness. "Husband, don't blame yourself," she said softly. "This humble one knows husband's body… is a little different. It's okay, really, it's okay."
The more she said "it's okay," the more I felt "it's not okay"! This feeling of impotence once again pushed me to that dark corner—since I couldn't satisfy her, then shouldn't… I let others satisfy her? Let men with powerful weapons, like Zaha, like Abu, fill my void? And I, standing by, would enjoy the shame and excitement of being replaced?
The cuckoldry thought, like a poisonous weed breaking through the soil, began to furiously grow again.
But looking at the lingering tenderness and dependence in her eyes, seeing her trying so hard to comfort me, that recently resurfaced perverted thought was forcibly suppressed. No, I couldn't hurt her again. At least, I had to compensate her in other ways.
"Ying'er," I took a deep breath, trying to keep my voice calm, "Your husband… your husband may be inadequate in that regard… but I can always make you comfortable in other ways." Saying this, I sat up, my gaze falling upon her jade feet, slightly curled from the recent "exercise."
She seemed to understand my meaning; a faint blush rose to her cheeks, but she didn't refuse.
I fetched warm water and a soft towel, and also brought the specially made massage oil – the purely soothing and relaxing version, free of irritating ingredients. I carefully washed her feet, then helped her sit up against the headboard. I sat at the foot of the bed, placing her warm, jade-like bare feet on my lap.
Her feet were beautiful. Even without the silk stockings, they exuded astonishing charm. The arch was elegant, the ankle slender, and the toes as round and lovely as jade shoots, with skin so delicate it seemed a mere touch would break it. Unlike before, at this moment, there was no intense sexual desire in my heart, but rather a desire to cherish and compensate.
I poured a little massage oil into my palm, rubbed it warm, then gently covered the tops of her feet. "It might be a little cool," I reminded her.
"Mmm." She softly responded, closing her eyes, seemingly trying to relax.
My technique was gentle and focused, following the principles of foot reflexology. From heel to arch, and then to each toe, I carefully pressed and kneaded. I deliberately avoided overly sensitive acupoints that might trigger lust, focusing only on relaxing her muscles and soothing her nerves.
My fingertips glided over her delicate skin, feeling the warmth and slight trembling of her soles. Unlike the previous overtly erotic licking and toying, this massage was more like a pure service and care, without any ulterior motives.
"Is the pressure alright?" I asked softly.
"Mmm… comfortable…" Her voice held a hint of languor and relaxation, and her tightly furrowed brows gradually smoothed out.
Hearing her affirmation, I felt a slight comfort in my heart, and my movements became even more dedicated. I meticulously massaged each of her reflex zones, hoping to alleviate her physical and mental fatigue. Perhaps I couldn't give her ultimate pleasure in bed, but at least I could use my medical skills, my hands, to bring her a moment of comfort and peace.
The massage lasted for nearly half an hour, until her breathing became even and deep, as if she was about to fall asleep. Only then did I stop. I covered her with the quilt, looking at her tranquil and peaceful sleeping face, my heart filled with mixed emotions.
After she was completely asleep, I quietly got up and activated the system again.
[System Status]
Current System Points: 45
5 points away from exchanging for [High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style].
"System, are there any new, easier 5-point tasks?" I murmured.
[System Prompt]
Detected Host's current psychological state (frustration, guilt) and Li Ying's state (low spirits). Low-risk task list has been refreshed:
[Tender Moment]: Have a sincere emotional exchange with Li Ying, making her feel deeply loved. Reward: 5 points. Status: Available.[Benevolent Healer]: Successfully cure a difficult and complicated illness at the medical clinic tomorrow, increasing reputation. Reward: 5 points. Status: Available.[Harmonious Match]: Play a song expressing love for Li Ying and gain her appreciation. Reward: 5 points. Status: Available.[Food Comfort]: Personally make a dish or snack that Li Ying loves and satisfy her. Reward: 5 points. Status: Available.
Looking at these newly refreshed tasks, my heart stirred. They were all tasks related to warmth and care, and the reward was exactly 5 points! It seemed the system wasn't completely heartless.
[Harmonious Match] and [Food Comfort] had already been inadvertently completed this afternoon, unfortunately without a task prompt at the time. Now it seemed the first one, [Tender Moment], was the easiest to achieve, but also the most challenging to my sincerity. As for [Benevolent Healer], it wasn't difficult for me either.
Which one to accept first? Perhaps… I could accept them all. I just needed to gather enough points quickly to buy those shoes, which would ease my mind. As for when she would wear them after I bought them, and in what context… that would be a story for later.
I closed the system and looked at the sleeping Li Ying, sighing softly in my heart. The road ahead seemed even more winding and complex.
Li Ying was sleeping soundly, a faint redness on her tranquil sleeping face where dried tears had left their mark. Looking at her, my heart was filled with pity and a strange tenderness. I gently brushed aside the strands of hair scattered across her cheek, leaned down, and called out softly by her ear: "Ying'er… Ying'er, wake up…"
Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes. At first, she was a little dazed, but once she recognized me, her eyes immediately filled with relief and dependence. She didn't speak, just stretched out her arms, wrapped them around my neck, and buried her face in my embrace, like a kitten seeking shelter.
Holding her soft body, my heart warmed, and guilt welled up again. I gently patted her back and said softly, "Did you sleep well?"
"Mmm…" She rubbed against me in my arms, her voice drowsy from sleep, "I had a dream… I dreamt husband didn't want me anymore…"
My heart clenched sharply, and I hugged her tighter: "Silly Ying'er, what nonsense are you spouting! How could your husband not want you? Your husband cherishes you too much to even think of it."
She lifted her head, looking at me with tear-filled eyes: "Really? Husband… won't despise this concubine… for not being able to fully satisfy husband?"
I knew she was worried about the failed sexual encounter just now. My inadequacy was, after all, a thorn between us. Rather than let her overthink it… why not be frank? Perhaps this was an opportunity to complete the [Tender Moment] task and advance the plan again.
"Ying'er," I cupped her small face, looking earnestly into her eyes, "It should be your husband who says he's displeased. It's I… I am useless, I cannot satisfy you." I took a deep breath, deciding to "frankly" reveal part of my inner thoughts, "Actually… your husband knows that he… is not good in that aspect. Seeing Ying'er unable to be fully satisfied because of me, your husband's heart… aches more than anyone else's."
A flicker of surprise passed through her eyes; she seemed not to have expected me to admit my flaw so directly.
"So… your husband thought of those… unorthodox methods…" I chose my words carefully, trying to rationalize the cuckold fantasy. "Your husband thought, if… if an outsider… like strong men such as Zaha… could satisfy you for your husband, allowing you to experience true pleasure… then your husband watching from the side, perhaps… perhaps I could also gain a different kind of satisfaction. If Ying'er is happy, then your husband will also… be happy…"
This half-truthful "confession" made even myself feel a bit disgusted, but I had to say it. I needed her to believe that everything I did was "for her own good" and "for our shared happiness."
Li Ying stared blankly at me, her eyes filled with shock, confusion, and disbelief. "Husband… do you mean… you wish this concubine… to be with those slaves… for this concubine's good?"
"Yes… and no…" I vaguely replied, not daring to fully admit the filthy original intent. "It's that I hope Ying'er can be satisfied, no longer feeling… empty and disappointed as just now. Look, our deep love as husband and wife, that is the foundation. But matters of the bed are also human nature. What your husband cannot give you, perhaps… others can. If… if their 'big cocks' can make you happy, and your husband watching your happiness can also feel 'happy'… then would this… not also count as a kind of… win-win happiness?" I deliberately emphasized the words "big cock" and "happy," observing her reaction.
Li Ying's face alternated between red and white, clearly unaccustomed to my shocking and outrageous theory. She opened her mouth, wanting to refute, but didn't know where to begin. She knew what I said was true – my "little cock" indeed couldn't satisfy her. She also vaguely sensed that the black slaves' "big cocks" might indeed bring the stimulation she craved. But the shackles of traditional propriety prevented her from openly accepting this "win-win" "happiness."
"Husband…" She finally just called out weakly, her eyes filled with confusion and struggle, "This concubine… this concubine needs to think…"
I knew this conversation had a profound impact on her. But I could feel that her inner defenses, under the guise of my "frankness" and "for your own good," had loosened another notch.
[System Prompt]
Task [Tender Moment] completed! Reward: 5 System Points!
Current System Points: 45 + 5 = 50 points!
Excellent! Enough points! High-heeled sandals!
I suppressed the wild joy in my heart, maintaining a gentle and apologetic expression. "Alright, Ying'er, take your time to think, no rush." I gently kissed her forehead, "Are you hungry? Your husband will go make you some supper."
She nodded, looking at me with complex eyes.
After comforting Li Ying and settling her in the inner chambers, I quickly went to the kitchen. At this hour, the kitchen was already quiet. I found some still-warm tremella soup, and quickly made a few small, exquisite osmanthus cakes with the leftover glutinous rice flour and osmanthus sugar. Though simple, it was better than nothing.
[System Prompt]
Task [Food Comfort] completed! Reward: 5 System Points!
Current System Points: 50 + 5 = 55 points!
"System! Immediately exchange for [High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style]!" I issued the command without hesitation.
[System Prompt]
Confirm consumption of 50 points to exchange for [High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style]? (Yes/No)
"Yes!"
[System Prompt]
Exchange successful! [High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style] has been stored in the system space. Host can retrieve at any time.
Current System Points: 55 - 50 = 5 points.
Finally, they were mine! A wave of excitement surged through me. Those transparent high-heeled sandals I had imagined countless times, capable of enhancing the sexiness of Li Ying's jade feet to the extreme!
Carrying the supper, my heart pounding with excitement, I returned to the inner chamber.
Li Ying was leaning against the headboard, seemingly still pondering my earlier words. Seeing me enter with supper, she forced a smile.
"Eat something quickly to warm yourself." I placed the tray on the small table by the bed and handed her an osmanthus cake.
She silently took it, eating in small bites, looking preoccupied.
Seeing her like this, I knew my words had greatly affected her. Her attitude seemed… much softer? At least she hadn't immediately reacted violently. Perhaps… I could strike while the iron was hot?
"Ying'er," I tentatively began, "Your husband… just now exchanged some points for a peculiar item, and I… I want to give it to you."
"A peculiar item?" She looked up, somewhat curious.
With a thought, I retrieved the pair of [High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style] from the system space.
Instantly, it was as if all the light in the room was drawn to them. They were a pair of strangely shaped, yet incredibly exquisite shoes. The entire shoe body was made of a material similar to glazed crystal, yet even more translucent and sparkling, perfectly outlining the curves of the foot. The slender heels were like ice picks, emitting a dangerous and seductive gleam. A few equally transparent delicate straps wrapped around the ankle, adorned with tiny rhinestones that shimmered with a mesmerizing light in the candlelight.
These shoes were full of modern design's simplicity and sex appeal, creating a strong visual contrast with the antique room.
Li Ying was stunned. She had never seen such… strange yet beautiful shoes. "This… this is…"
"This item is called 'Crystal Shoes,' also from the Western Regions," I fabricated, picking up one shoe and displaying it before her, "It is said that wearing them makes a woman's feet appear exceptionally… enchanting." I handed the shoe to her, my voice tinged with allure, "Ying'er… would you like to try them on?"
Li Ying's gaze fell upon the shimmering shoes, her eyes complex. There was curiosity, amazement, and also a hint of hesitation and unease. She seemed to have a premonition of the changes these shoes might bring.
She looked at the shoes, then at me, her eyes full of struggle. Finally, perhaps recalling my earlier words about "being for our shared good," or simply captivated by the shoes' beauty, she gently nodded.
My heart instantly leaped to my throat! She agreed!
I quickly knelt by the bed, picked up the transparent high-heeled sandal, and carefully lifted her soft bare foot. Her feet were meticulously cared for, fair and delicate, with elegant arches and round toes. I forced myself to suppress the urge to lick them with my tongue and gently guided her jade foot into the cool, smooth shoe.
The transparent material perfectly molded to the curves of her foot, clearly displaying every inch of her skin. The slender heel lifted her arch high, creating an incredibly seductive curve. A few transparent straps wrapped around her slender ankle, with sparkling rhinestones adding to the glamour and sex appeal.
"So beautiful…" I couldn't help but exclaim, my gaze lingering greedily on her jade feet encased in the transparent high heels. This visual impact was even stronger than black silk! It was simply a work of art!
Li Ying also looked down at her own feet, her eyes filled with novelty and a trace of shyness. She tried to move her ankle, and the transparent heel made a crisp sound on the floor.
Just then, I felt an uncontrollable surge of heat in my lower abdomen! That three-inch little cock, which had just been so flaccid and made me so ashamed, at the sight of her wearing these transparent high-heeled sandals, seemed to receive some mysterious command. It rapidly engorged, swelled, and became erect! Reaching an unprecedented hardness! Although its length remained pitiful, its proud, defiant posture was filled with primal urge!
"Ugh…" I let out a suppressed groan, quickly covering my lower body with my hand, but the sudden bulge was clearly visible.
Li Ying seemed to notice my abnormality. She looked up, confused, following my gaze, and saw my hand pressed against my underpants, and the obvious little tent beneath.
Her face flushed crimson in an instant, her eyes filled with surprise and disbelief. She clearly hadn't expected that merely seeing her in these shoes could cause such a strong physiological reaction in her "impotent" husband!
At this moment, the air seemed to solidify. Our eyes met. Hers were filled with shock, shyness, and a hint of understanding, while mine held undisguised excitement, shame, and the perverted cuckold fire burning fiercely once more!
She understood… she must have understood! What a fatal attraction these shoes, these modern erotic items, held for me! And perhaps, this was a kind of "bridge"… across the chasm between us?
The room fell silent, with only the occasional crackle of the candlelight and the slightly hurried breaths of Li Ying and me. Her jade feet, adorned with the transparent high-heeled sandals, were like the most exquisite glazed artwork, firmly captivating my gaze, and firmly controlling the rarely consistently hard, though only three inches long, yet extraordinarily menacing little cock in my lower body.
Li Ying also noticed my loss of composure. Her large, watery eyes widened, filled with incredible shock, and a kind of… shyness and panic at seeing something grotesque. She instinctively tried to pull her feet back, but stumbled slightly due to the unfamiliarity of the slender heels.
"Careful!" I quickly stepped forward to steady her, my palm touching her warm arm, feeling her body's slight trembling.
"Hu… Husband…" She was so ashamed by my touch that her face turned crimson, as if it could drip blood, and her voice became as faint as a mosquito's buzz, even her address changing its tone.
"Shh…" I helped her stand steady, my gaze still greedily lingering on her jade feet in the crystal shoes. "Don't be afraid… it's just… it's just that Ying'er looks so beautiful in these shoes… so beautiful that your husband… lost composure…" My voice was hoarse, filled with undisguised desire.
Perhaps comforted by my direct praise, or perhaps drawn by the magic of the peculiar shoes on her feet, she no longer tried to retreat. She simply lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, not daring to meet my burning eyes, nor daring to look at my embarrassing state caused by her.
"Take a few steps, let your husband have a good look." I gently guided her, coaxing her like a child.
She hesitated, lightly biting her lower lip, but finally complied, cautiously taking a small step forward. The slender transparent heels tapped crisply on the smooth floor, making a pleasant "tap-tap" sound, like a peculiar rhythm. Unaccustomed to them, her steps were a bit unsteady, causing her waist and buttocks to sway in an unusually alluring manner. Beneath the goose-yellow sheer short top, her twin peaks trembled. The hem of her water-green long skirt swayed, and her jade legs, encased in the transparent material, were faintly visible, each step drawing my gaze and making my little cock throb even harder.
"Beautiful… too beautiful…" I genuinely exclaimed, my eyes filled with obsession, "Ying'er, you are simply a fairy descended from heaven… these 'crystal shoes' were simply tailor-made for you!"
Hearing my praise, her face turned even redder, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl slightly upwards, revealing a shy smile. Women always like to be praised, even in such an awkward and ambiguous situation.
She seemed to gradually adapt to the shoes, her steps becoming steadier, and she began to slowly pace within the small inner chamber. In the candlelight, her figure appeared even more tall and graceful due to the high heels; every step was enchanting. The transparent shoe body displayed her perfect arches, slender ankles, and round toes without reservation, exuding a nearly demonic sexual allure.
My breathing grew heavier and heavier, and the throbbing sensation in my lower body became increasingly intense. I felt as if the blood in my veins was boiling; that short meat stick was as hard as iron, constantly secreting viscous fluid, drenching a large area of my underpants. Such a strong, sustained erection was an unprecedented miracle for me! All because of her! Because of these shoes on her feet!
I took a few steps forward, stopping her as she paced, and embraced her from behind. She gasped, her body instantly stiffening.
"Ying'er…" I buried my head in the crook of her neck, inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair, my voice hoarse and urgent, "Look… your husband… for you… for you, I am like this…" I took her soft little hand, guided it downward, and pressed it against my hard, erect little cock, letting her feel its astonishing heat and hardness through my underpants.
Her hand trembled violently as it touched the burning bulge, as if shocked, and she tried to pull it back, but I held it tightly. "Husband…" Her voice was on the verge of tears, both ashamed and flustered.
"Ying'er… help me…" I was almost begging, pressing her hand on my little cock, guiding her to rub it. "Only because of you… because of these shoes… your husband… has never… never wanted you so much…"
She felt my penis, though short, was exceptionally hard, and then she felt my hurried breathing and scorching body temperature, and her body gradually softened. Perhaps she was moved by my "sincere outpouring of emotion," or perhaps she herself had become aroused by the earlier teasing and the ambiguous atmosphere; she no longer struggled.
"Just once… Ying'er… just one try…" I coaxed softly, kissing her earlobe while reaching out to untie the sash of her *ruqun*, "Let your husband… Ying'er, wearing these 'crystal shoes'… let your husband…"
She didn't answer, only gasped slightly, her body trembling faintly, as if tacitly consenting.
Ecstasy surged in my heart; I almost violently stripped away the bothersome *ruqun* and long skirt from her body, leaving only the goose-yellow transparent short *ru* and… the fatally seductive crystal high heels on her feet! I lifted her horizontally, placed her heavily onto the bed, and then impatiently pressed down on her.
I didn't even completely remove my own underpants, just untied the sash, releasing my small cock, which had long been impatient and was now hard and purplish. I parted her long, beautiful legs, still adorned with high heels, lifting them high and resting them on my shoulders. This position exposed her mysterious valley completely unveiled before my eyes, and also made the crystal shoes more strikingly present in my view.
"Ying'er… you're so beautiful…" I panted, my gaze sweeping back and forth between her cheeks flushed crimson with lust and her jade feet, still in crystal shoes, lifted high. This intense visual stimulation made my small cock swell almost to bursting!
I guided my short penis, aimed it at her already wet and muddy opening, and thrust my hips fiercely!
"*Puchi*…" a soft sound, accompanied by Li Ying's suppressed cry of pain, and my small cock slid almost unimpeded, fully entering her warm, tight vaginal canal!
"Erh ah!" An unprecedented feeling of being completely enveloped instantly swept through my entire body! Although I knew this was due to the position, which stretched her little hole deeper, this sensation still excited me to the point of almost ejaculating immediately!
"No… can't… must hold on…" I gritted my teeth, staring intently at her jade feet, in crystal shoes, propped on my shoulders. The transparent material, the perfect curves, the high, upturned heels… all of it stimulated my nerves, injecting a strange power into me!
I began to thrust frantically! Each time, I put in all my strength, as if I wanted to ram my entire soul into her body! My three-inch small cock struggled in and out of her tight vaginal canal; although it still felt somewhat hollow, it was much better than before! At least… I could clearly feel the friction and compression of the vaginal walls!
"Mm… ah… husband… slow down…" Li Ying frowned, emitting intermittent moans. I didn't know if it was from pain, or from the pleasure brought by this unprecedented brutality. Her jade feet, in crystal shoes, swayed slightly in the air with my thrusts; the transparent heels reflected the candlelight, making my eyes dizzy and fueling my lust even more!
"Ying'er… slutty Ying'er…" I panted coarsely, thrusting wildly while roaring obscenely, "Does it feel good to be fucked by your husband's small cock? Huh? Looking at your slutty feet on your husband's shoulders… doesn't that make them even more slutty?"
"Ah… husband… stop talking… mm…" She twisted her body, trying to evade, but I held her down firmly, forcing her to endure my brutal thrusts and the humiliation of my vulgar words.
I could feel her vaginal canal becoming wetter and slicker, and her contractions growing stronger. She was aroused! Even while being fucked by my small cock, she was aroused! Was it because of my brutality? Or because of this shameful position? Or… was it because of those shoes?
Thinking of this, my actions grew even more frenzied!
I stared at the crystal shoes, imagining them being grasped by Zaha and Abu's dark, rough hands, imagining their heels being used to trample my cheeks, my cock…
"Ah!" Extreme excitement and shame erupted like a volcano! I could no longer hold back, and with a guttural roar, I fiercely shot the semen, which had accumulated for a long time—though still not much, it was exceptionally thick—deep into her warm vaginal canal!
This time, I lasted much longer than before! Although it still couldn't be considered "long-lasting," for me, it was a huge breakthrough!
I collapsed limply onto her, panting heavily, my clothes soaked with sweat. The afterglow of orgasm, accompanied by intense visual stimulation and psychological satisfaction, lingered within me for a long time.
Li Ying also gasped, her body trembling slightly, her eyes dazed as she gazed at the canopy. On her face, there was not only the flush of lust but also a hint of… satisfaction?
Perhaps… perhaps I had found a new path? To compensate for my physiological shortcomings with these modern erotic items, with these perverse ways of playing? To let her find satisfaction under the dual stimulation of mind and senses?
I looked at the pair of crystal high heels on her feet, still shimmering with a hazy glow, and a bolder, crazier plan quietly began to brew in my mind…