I gently lifted one of her jade feet from the warm water, picked up the soft cloth nearby, and carefully wiped away the water droplets. Her foot, under the candlelight, had an ivory-like sheen, every inch of skin flawless. The curve of her arch was exquisitely defined, her toes round and adorable, like meticulously carved works of art. Just looking at it, my little cock began to fidget restlessly again.
"Ying'er's feet... truly become more beautiful the more I look..." I murmured huskily, placing her foot on my lap. Then, I took a deep breath, my gaze intently fixed on her sensitive sole, especially that spot on the arch that made her "itchy and numb."
My thumb, imitating Zaha's imagined rough and powerful movements, slowly, with deliberate force, pressed down!
"Ugh!" Li Ying's body suddenly trembled! Her tightly closed eyelids twitched violently, her toes instantly curled, as if trying to evade this sudden stimulation! Her breathing also abruptly quickened, her chest heaving!
"Is it here?" My voice held a hint of knowing playfulness and cruelty, my thumb forcefully rotating and pressing on her taut arch. "The place that makes Ying'er itchy and numb... it's here, isn't it?" I leaned closer to her ear, asking in a whispered breath, "That Zaha fellow... did he do this to you? Hm? Use his dark, coarse finger to press hard here?"
"Husband... don't... itchy... ah..." She finally couldn't help but let out a suppressed, tearful moan, her body twisting, seemingly wanting to withdraw her foot, but I held it firmly, making her immobile. Her cheeks were burning red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, clearly uncomfortable from the intense stimulation, yet... subtly carrying a hint of strange excitement?
I didn't stop, instead, I pressed and kneaded her sensitive arch even harder! Watching her tremble and moan under my control, a perverse, extreme sense of satisfaction and excitement surged within me! My little cock was already burning hot, almost bursting through my pants!
"Speak... Ying'er..." I coaxed like a demon in her ear, "Did Zaha make you more comfortable? His black man's big hand, is it more capable of making you... hm? than your husband's scholarly hand?" I deliberately paused, letting her imagine it herself.
"No... no... Husband... please stop... so itchy... I can't take it..." She was almost pleading, her voice fragmented and alluring, her legs involuntarily rubbing together, as if other parts of her body were also ignited by the stimulation from her feet.
Seeing her in this state, both in pain and seemingly suppressing something, my sadistic desires were greatly satisfied. But I didn't immediately stop tormenting her arch, instead, I shifted my target to her tightly curled toes, like a frightened little animal.
I released the pressure on her arch, and instead, coarsely separated her joined toes one by one with my fingers. Her delicate toes trembled slightly between my fingers, seemingly afraid of the impending intrusion.
"Such cute toes... like ripened cherries..." My voice grew even hoarser, filled with undisguised lust, "That Zaha fellow, just massaging the arch isn't enough, is it? Did he... like this... play with your toes?"
My fingers began to rub and squeeze between her delicate toes, even lightly scratching her sensitive toe pads and the spaces between her toes with my nails!
"Ah!" Li Ying let out a short cry of surprise, her body suddenly stiffening! Her toes were forced open, enduring the invasion of my fingers, causing her to feel waves of strange, indescribable stimulation! Her breathing became even more rapid, her chest heaving violently, and her pink nipples were clearly visible through the thin sleepwear, already standing erect!
"Mmm... Husband... no... there... it's so strange..." Her voice was tearful and breathless, her body slightly arched, seemingly wanting to escape, but with nowhere to go.
"Strange? What's strange?" I chuckled, leaning down, my hot breath spraying onto her sensitive toes, "Is it here? Or here?" My tongue extended like a venomous snake, quickly and moistly licking her round toe!
"Ah––!" Li Ying screamed as if electrocuted! Her body trembled violently! A strong, unfamiliar pleasure, like an electric current, instantly coursed through her entire body, leaving her mind blank! She suddenly opened her eyes, looking at me with horror and shame, her eyes filled with disbelief!
I actually... licked her toes?!
Seeing her shocked, ashamed, yet subtly dazed expression, an unprecedented sense of conquest and wild joy surged within me! My little cock was so engorged it felt like it would explode!
"What? Did I scare my Ying'er?" I raised my head, a wicked smile playing on my lips, deliberately licking my lips, which were still wet with the fluid from her toes, "Your husband just wanted to taste what these pearl-like toes taste like... Mmm... truly fragrant and sweet..." I deliberately smacked my lips, making an ambiguous sound.
"Husband... you... how can you..." Her voice trembled, her eyes shimmering with tears, unsure whether from shame and indignation or from being overly stimulated. She tried to pull her feet back, but my hand gripped her ankle like an iron clamp, rendering her immobile.
"Why can't your husband?" I lowered my head again. This time, my tongue was even bolder, probing into the delicate spaces between her toes, licking and stirring flexibly! That wet, warm sensation made her let out another uncontrollable, fragmented moan!
Her hands tightly gripped the soft cushion beneath her, her knuckles white, her body trembling violently like a leaf in the wind! An indescribable tingling and aching sensation shot down from her lower abdomen, causing that secret garden beneath her to instantly become utterly muddy, completely unprepared!
I could clearly feel her body's intense reaction! I knew I had successfully opened another door within her body! The pleasure from her feet, through the nerve endings, directly ignited her entire body's desire! My teasing and humiliation, my licking and profaning, were pushing her into a new abyss of forbidden pleasure!
Watching Li Ying's appearance, stimulated by my toe-licking to the point of being utterly distraught and almost dazed, an unprecedented sense of conquest surged within me! My little cock, only three inches long, was hard as a rock, a little clear fluid already seeping from its tip. Desire roared wildly within me, eager to find a place to vent immediately!
But I knew it wasn't time yet. The show had only just begun.
I slowly raised my head, releasing my clamp-like grip on her ankle, but my gaze remained fixed like a hawk on her dazed face and violently heaving chest. She gasped for breath, sweat soaking her temples and sleepwear, and the two rosy nipples on her chest stood quivering beneath the thin silk, proclaiming their owner's tumultuous excitement.
"My good Ying'er... did it feel very stimulating when your husband licked your toes? Hm?" I leaned close to her, gently wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes (I didn't know if they were tears of shame or pleasure), my voice hoarse and magnetic, "Looking at how slutty you are... is it already soaking wet down there?"
She didn't answer, merely closed her eyes in shame, her eyelashes trembling violently, her body tensing again at my words.
I gave a low laugh, no longer trying to provoke her with words. Leaning over, I scooped her up from the soft couch. Her body was burning hot and soft, emanating the intoxicating scent of a mature woman and a faint hint of sweat. She gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around my neck, burying her face in the crook of my neck, as if daring not to look at me again.
Holding her, I walked a few steps to the spacious bed and gently placed her on the soft brocade quilt. Like a startled fawn, she curled her body, her hands unconsciously gripping the bedding beneath her, exuding a fragile yet alluring aura.
"Don't be afraid… my Ying'er…" I pressed myself against her, half-leaning on her, one hand propped beside her cheek, while the other unceremoniously reached into her slightly open collar, seizing that full, upright, astonishingly soft, snow-white breast!
"Mmm…" She let out a muffled groan, her body instantly stiffening! That pair of ample breasts was already exceptionally sensitive from the previous stimulation; now, roughly kneaded by me, it became unbearable for her!
My fingers, calloused, wantonly kneaded and squeezed her soft breast flesh, feeling its astonishing elasticity and warmth. My other hand wasn't idle either, sliding down her graceful waistline, caressing her flat lower abdomen through the thin silk sleepwear, and then… slowly descending, reaching towards that mysterious garden, already drenched in mud!
"Husband… no… mmm ah…" She squirmed, trying to evade, but my palm clung to her lower abdomen like a maggot to bone, my fingers circling her slightly raised mons pubis, and then sharply pressing down!
Through the thin silk underpants, I clearly felt the astonishing wetness emanating from her vulva! It had already overflowed, soaking even her underpants!
"Still saying no? This place is far more honest than your mouth…" I chuckled lowly, pressing and rubbing the already swollen clitoris hard through her soaked underpants! "Look… what a mess it's become… have you wanted a big cock to fuck you for a long time? Hmm? Do you want Zaha's big black thick cock, or Abu's even longer one?"
"Ah… no… don't say… Husband… please…" My vulgar words and the precise stimulation of her clitoris with my fingers completely broke her down! Shame and overwhelming pleasure like a tide engulfed her! She could no longer control her body, her legs suddenly spreading wide, her waist uncontrollably arching upwards, accommodating my movements!
"Oh? You want it now? Then scream it out!" I increased the pressure of my fingers, mimicking forceful thrusting, grinding hard against her clitoris! At the same time, my lips weren't idle, moving downwards, encompassing that red tassel on her chest, already hard as a small pebble!
My tongue, like when I had licked her toes before, skillfully coiled and sucked that sensitive nipple! My teeth occasionally nibbled gently, bringing waves of numb, stinging pleasure!
The intense stimulation from both above and below completely shattered Li Ying's last shred of sanity! Her mind went blank, leaving only overwhelming pleasure furiously washing over her!
"Ah—! I'm… I'm going to… Husband… Ying'er is going to… Ahhh—!"
Accompanied by a shrill yet satisfied scream, her body suddenly stiffened, reaching the peak of climax! Streams of burning lustful fluid surged out from between her thighs, thoroughly soaking her underpants and the bedsheet beneath her! Her body convulsed and twitched violently, her toes once again tightly curling up, as if enduring an unspeakable ecstasy!
Feeling the powerful contractions from her intimate area and the gushing hot flow, listening to her soaring screams, my satisfaction and desire for conquest reached their zenith! Watching her completely lose control beneath me, blooming into a lewd flower, I was so excited I almost ejaculated immediately!
But… it wasn't enough!
I forcibly suppressed my surging desire, slowly raising my head to look at Li Ying, who was slightly twitching in the afterglow of orgasm, her eyes glazed over. Her pretty face was flushed, her alluring eyes like silk threads, and a trace of glistening saliva remained at the corner of her lips. She exuded a lazy and seductive aura, as if completely worn out from being toyed with.
"Comfortable? My slutty Madam?" I hooked her chin with my finger, forcing her to look at me, "Being toyed with by your husband like this… is it better than secretly imagining Zaha's big cock yourself?"
Her hazy gaze gradually focused, seeing the undisguised desire and mockery in my eyes, and shame flooded her heart again. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out, only gazing at me with an almost pleading look.
"Looks like you enjoyed it…" I chuckled lowly, my gaze slowly shifting downwards, landing on her other pristine jade foot, still flushed and moist from the bath. This foot had not been defiled by my saliva, maintaining its purity and perfection.
"This foot… seems to have not been properly 'cherished' by husband yet…" My voice was full of innuendo, as I reached out and took hold of her slender, slightly trembling ankle.
Li Ying seemed to anticipate something, her eyes showing alarm and resistance. "No… Husband… don't…"
"Don't what?" I leaned down, lifting her perfect jade foot to my eyes, as if admiring a rare treasure, "This foot also wants to taste what it's like to be 'cherished'… doesn't it?"
Before she could react, I held her ankle and pressed it against my already purplish, three-inch long little cock!
"Husband will use this clean foot… to 'cherish' you one more time, alright?" My voice was full of temptation, and my fingers began to guide her tender, slightly cool toes to encase my already overwhelmed, aching little cock!
This time, it wasn't ambiguous friction, not a tentative touch, but a direct, crude, self-abasingly excited shove of my pitiful little thing, forcing it into the closed, tender gap between her toes!
"Ugh ah!" The tight, soft, elastic sensation from between her toes was completely different from the cold, hard crystal shoes before! This real, encompassing feeling from a part of her own body instantly made my scalp tingle, and an even stronger current shot straight to my brain!
Shame! Excitement! Conquest!
My little cock struggled in and out of the tender gap between her toes, each friction bringing unparalleled pleasure and extreme humiliation! I looked at my short little thing writhing between her fair, perfect jade feet, imagining what a thrilling sight it would be if it were Zaha's "big black cock"!
Li Ying was forced to clamp her ridiculously small husband's cock with her toes, and the shame made her body tremble, tears welling up in her eyes again. But deep within her body, the afterglow of the recent climax, due to this strange and shameful stimulation, once again rippled…
"Ying'er… clamp tighter… use your slutty toes… to clamp husband's little cock tighter…" I panted out the command, holding her ankle, controlling her movements, frantically thrusting in and out between her warm, tight toes!
I felt the ultimate enclosing sensation from Li Ying's soft, warm toe-gap, so comfortable I almost surrendered immediately! But I forcibly tensed my nerves, desperately suppressing the urge to ejaculate. Not enough… not quite the final catalyst! I wanted her, with her noble, elegant mouth, to personally utter words that humiliated me!
"Ying'er… look at husband…" I panted, lifting her chin, forcing her hazy, shameful eyes to look at me, "Look at this useless thing of husband's… it's so small… so pitiful… it can't even satisfy you, Ying'er…" My voice was full of self-mockery, but my eyes burned with a frenzied fire, "But… now… it's being clamped by your most beautiful feet… fucked… Ying'er… don't you think this is very ridiculous? Hmm?"
Her eyes flickered, daring not to meet mine, her long eyelashes fluttering like startled butterfly wings. "Husband… don't say it…" Her voice was tearful, full of helplessness and shame.
"Why not say it?" I leaned down, my lips almost touching her earlobe, whispering in a voice only we two could hear, "Husband loves you… Ying'er… precisely because I love you, I cannot bear to see you wronged… Husband cannot satisfy you, watching you toss and turn at night, my heart… hurts more than if pricked by needles…" While speaking "sweet nothings," I slowly moved in and out of her warm, tight toe-gap, feeling that intoxicating friction, "So… Husband thought… of letting others help you… letting Zaha… letting Abu… use their black men's big cocks… to fuck you until you're satisfied… even if husband can only watch from the side… even if husband has to wear this green hat… as long as you're satisfied, Ying'er… husband… will be happy…"
My voice was filled with "deep affection" and "grievance," as if I truly were a good husband who could sacrifice everything for his wife's happiness. But these words struck Li Ying's ears like a thunderclap! She suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking at me in disbelief! She seemed unable to comprehend how a man could say such things!
"Husband… you… you're crazy…" she trembled, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.
"Yes… husband is crazy… crazy with infatuation for you, Ying'er…" I chuckled lowly, my hand gripping her ankle tightening slightly, "Ying'er, look… is this thing of husband's… very useless?" I thrust my hips a bit, letting her feel the presence of my three-inch long little cock between her toes more clearly, "But… now… it's being clamped by your feet… Ying'er… husband knows you disdain it… then… use your feet… properly… toy with it… humiliate it…"
I began to guide her toes to make movements. "Yes… just like this… clamp a little tighter… then loosen… then clamp again… use your toes… like a small mouth… suck husband's cock…" While uttering foul commands, I used my hand to assist her toes in performing the corresponding actions.
At first, her toes were stiff, resisting. But with my continuous guidance and verbal stimulation, as well as the lingering sensitivity in her body from the afterglow of climax, her toes actually… began clumsily, unconsciously… mimicking my commands, trying to clamp and squeeze my little cock writhing between her toes!
"Mmm… yes… just like that… Ying'er is so good… so slutty…" Seeing this subtle "initiative" from her, my brain was instantly flooded with immense excitement! My little cock ached even more intensely, and the fluid oozing from its tip increased! "Clamp hard… with your slutty toes… break off this useless cock of husband's… make it cum…" I panted frantically, thrusting even faster in and out of her warm, tight toe-gap!
Li Ying seemed to be frightened by my frenzied appearance, or perhaps horrified by her body's involuntary reactions. Her eyes became even more vacant, and she merely numbly allowed me to control her feet, and allowed her own toes, to perform that incredibly shameful act… clamping her pitiable, tiny husband's cock…
The candlelight flickered, casting our entwined figures on the wall, forming a grotesque and lewd tableau. A noble and beautiful lady, forced to use her fair, perfect jade feet to clamp her husband's incompetent cock, while her husband, indulging in this ultimate humiliating pleasure, provoked her with the vilest language, all while hypocritically expressing a twisted "love"…
I felt the clumsy yet incredibly real clamping sensation from between Li Ying's jade feet, that warm, tight, elastic touch, almost making me erupt immediately! But I bit down hard, tensing all my muscles, forcibly suppressing that surging desire. Just a little more… just one last catalyst! I wanted her, with her noble and elegant mouth, to personally utter words that humiliated me!
"Ying'er… my good Ying'er… a little harder… yes… use your most beautiful feet… vigorously fuck this useless little cock of husband's…" I hammered against her warm, tight toe-gap, while stimulating her with heavier breathing and foul language. My gaze was locked on her flushed, alluring face, filled with shame and confusion.
"Look… isn't this thing of husband's… far inferior to Zaha's black coal head? Hmm?" I laughed maliciously, thrusting my hips even faster, "Can't Zaha's big black cock fuck your slutty cunt until you're practically dead? While husband's little cock… can barely even make you moan… Ying'er… tell me… isn't husband utterly useless?"
Her body trembled violently at my words, and physiological tears welled up in her eyes again, mixing with sweat and rolling down her cheeks. She bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to resist this explicit humiliation, but her body became even more sensitive due to the continuous stimulation, and the clamping action of her toes became stronger and tighter!
"Say it… Ying'er…" I was like a devil tempting her to fall, whispering in her ear, my voice full of seduction, "Say husband is useless… say husband's cock is small… say you want Zaha's big black cock… say it… say it and husband will cum for you…" I tightened my grip on her ankle, controlling her toes, and squeezed my already agonizingly swollen little cock with force!
"Ugh ah!" This fierce stimulation almost made me lose control! At the same time, it completely shattered Li Ying's already crumbling psychological defense!
Her eyes instantly became hollow and numb, as if her soul had left her body, leaving only a shell repeatedly ravaged by desire and shame. She opened her bruised and swollen cherry lips, and in a strange, broken, tearful tone, slowly, as if in a dream, uttered the words I had long awaited, words that also shamed me to the extreme.
"Hu… Husband… useless… cock… small… Ying'er… wants… black… black cock…"
*Boom—!!!*
Like a thunderclap from the heavens exploding in my mind!
She said it! She really said it! With her noble and elegant mouth, she personally admitted my impotence! She personally expressed her longing for a black man's thick cock!
Ultimate shame! Ultimate excitement! Ultimate satisfaction!
At this moment, all inferiority, jealousy, and unwillingness transformed into unparalleled, perverse ecstasy! I felt my three-inch long little cock was about to explode! I could no longer hold back!
"Ahhh—Slut! My slutty Madam Ying'er!" I let out an extremely suppressed roar, fiercely thrusting the last few times between Li Ying's fair, tender jade toes, which were still unconsciously clamping!
Immediately, a stream of hot, rank-smelling, thin but incredibly scalding white fluid forcefully erupted from the tip of my pitiful little cock! It sprayed entirely onto her fair, delicate jade feet, now stained with my foul essence! The semen slowly flowed along the beautiful curve of her arch, covering every one of her slightly curled, trembling toes, shimmering with a lewd and shameful luster in the candlelight!
All strength drained from my body, and I collapsed onto Li Ying, only my little cock, still slightly twitching after ejaculating, remained between her wet, warm toes, feeling the lingering sensation of "humiliating control."
Li Ying seemed to be somewhat startled awake by this sudden ejaculation, her dazed eyes looking at her jade feet covered in my cloudy white fluid, and then at me, panting heavily on top of her. Her eyes were filled with an unspeakable mix of emotions—shock, bewilderment, humiliation, and a hint… of an unfamiliar emptiness and longing that even she hadn't noticed…
I lay on Li Ying's soft body, panting heavily, the afterglow of the climax like fine electric currents coursing through my limbs. The three-inch long little cock beneath me had gone soft, still pitifully nestled between her wet, warm toes, unconsciously enfolded by her fair, tender toes. Looking at her perfect jade feet, stained with my foul semen, my heart was filled with ultimate satisfaction and perverse happiness.
She said it… she really said those words… admitting my impotence, longing for a black man's big cock… Even if she was forced and coaxed by me, what did it matter? The important thing was that she said it herself! This excited me more than any real cuckolding scenario!
Li Ying seemed not to have recovered from the shock yet, her eyes still glazed and bewildered, her body still trembling slightly. She looked at her feet, at the sticky white fluid on them, her eyes filled with unspeakable humiliation and confusion, as if she didn't understand how things had escalated to this point.
Seeing her fragile, helpless, and dazed appearance, a wave of pity surged in my heart; of course, this pity was also mixed with a hint of post-abusive satisfaction and calculation for the next step. Now, it was time to play the "gentle and considerate" husband. I had to pull her back from the brink of collapse, using "love" and "understanding" to rationalize everything that had just happened, making her believe that everything I did was for her own good, for our shared "happiness."
I slowly pushed myself up, carefully withdrawing my limp little cock from her wet toe-gap, pulling out a few sticky silver threads. Then, I leaned down and, with an almost devout gesture, gently kissed the tear stains at the corner of her eyes.
"Ying'er… my good Ying'er… don't be afraid… Husband is here…" My voice was incredibly gentle, filled with soothing power, a complete contrast to the crazy, vulgar man I had been moments before. I gently caressed her sweat-damp face, my movements as soft as if I were handling a rare treasure.
She slightly trembled, startled by my kiss and gentle tone, her confused gaze turning to me, with a hint of inquiry and uncertainty. "Hu… Husband…" Her voice was hoarse and fragile.
"I'm sorry… Ying'er… Husband was wrong… I was too rough just now… did I hurt you?" I looked at her with a face full of "guilt," gently wiping the tears from her face, "But… Husband truly loves you… seeing you so comfortable just now… Husband couldn't hold back for a moment…" I cleverly repackaged the humiliating act as "uncontrollable passion" and "excitement from seeing her pleasure."
She seemed even more confused by my "sincere confession," her eyes flickering, not knowing what to believe. "But… Husband… what you said just now…" she stammered, clearly still traumatized by my explicit words about black men's cocks.
"Those words…" I sighed, my eyes revealing a perfectly timed "pain" and "helplessness," "they were husband's true feelings… Ying'er… Husband knows his thing isn't good… cannot satisfy you… seeing you force a smile, husband's heart aches…" I took her hand and placed it on my chest, "Every time I see you gaze curiously at Zaha and their strong bodies, husband feels both jealous and inferior… but more than that, my heart aches for you… Husband thought, if… if I could let them help you… let you get real satisfaction… then what would my little jealousy and inferiority count for?"
I gazed into her eyes, my tone utterly "sincere": "Ying'er, your husband just wants you to be happy... truly happy... even if... even if it means doing it this way... even if others mock me... as long as you're happy, your husband will be completely content..."
This "heartfelt" confession, coupled with the "genuine" expression on my face, clearly had a tremendous impact on Li Ying, who was in a state of mental vulnerability. She looked at me, her eyes filled with disbelief, emotion, confusion, and a hint of... shame, as if I had spoken her secret thoughts. She had indeed been curious about Zaha's strong body, and she had indeed felt empty in the quiet of the night because of her husband's impotence... Could it be... was her husband truly doing this for her own good?
Seeing the wavering in her eyes, I knew my words were working. I struck while the iron was hot, gently stroking her hair and softly saying, "Just now... your husband forced you to say those things... that was your husband's fault... your husband just... just wanted to confirm your feelings... wanted to know if you, like your husband... yearned to break this bondage... yearned for true ecstasy..."
I lowered my head and kissed her lips again. This time, it was incomparably gentle, filled with comfort and tenderness. Her body was still tense, but she didn't push me away. Instead, under my gentle kisses, her body gradually relaxed, and she even... unconsciously responded to my kiss.
Good... the psychological defenses are crumbling...
I wasn't in a hurry to proceed to the next step. Instead, I patiently and gently kissed her, my fingers lightly stroking her smooth back, bringing waves of comfortable warmth. At the same time, my other hand seemingly unintentionally slid over her flat lower abdomen, gently pressing the area between her thighs, which was still wet.
She whimpered, her body subtly trembling with sensitivity. The afterglow of orgasm and her body's sensitivity hadn't fully faded, and my gentle teasing was enough to reignite the flames within her.
"Ying'er... do you want more?" I whispered close to her ear, in a voice only we two could hear, "Just now... was it very comfortable?"
Her cheeks flushed red again, and she nodded shamefully, then quickly shook her head, seemingly unsure how to respond.
"It's okay... your body's feelings can't lie..." I chuckled softly, my fingers beginning to gently and slowly rub her sensitive clitoris through her soaked underpants, across the fabric. It was no longer the rough grinding from before, but a comforting, feather-light caress.
"Mmm..." she hummed comfortably, her body involuntarily relaxing, her legs slightly parting, as if silently inviting my caress.
My fingers sped up, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, mimicking the motion of a tongue licking, circling her most sensitive spot. At the same time, my lips once again covered the nipple on her chest, which had already hardened again, gently sucking and licking.
This time, there were no shameful words, no rough movements, only pure, gentle caresses filled with "love." Li Ying completely relaxed, giving herself over to me entirely. Her breathing grew hurried again, her body gently rising and falling with my movements, and faint, alluring moans escaped her lips.
"Husband... mmm-ah... so comfortable..." she murmured unconsciously, her arms tightly wrapped around me, as if seeking support.
I knew she was close. This orgasm would be a dual release of emotion and body, and the beginning of the complete collapse of her psychological defenses.
I sped up my fingers and mouth, whispering in her ear in the gentlest voice: "Ying'er... relax... give yourself to your husband... your husband will take you there..."
"Ah——!"
Accompanied by a high-pitched and prolonged moan, Li Ying's body reached orgasm again! This time, there was no screaming or violent spasms like before; it was more like a complete relaxation and release after extreme pleasure. Her body trembled violently as if electrified, then softened and collapsed into my arms. Only the rhythmic contractions from between her legs and the continuously flowing lustful fluid proved the intensity of the storm she had just experienced.
I held her soft, warm body, feeling the afterglow of her orgasm, my heart filled with twisted satisfaction. Looking at her, deeply asleep in my arms, exhausted, I knew that the seed had been deeply planted. She had begun to accept, and even... enjoy this feeling of being "shared."
I held Li Ying's soft, warm body, feeling her even breathing brush against my neck, my heart filled with twisted satisfaction and tenderness. She slept so soundly, like a defenseless child, completely unaware of the storm she had just weathered, and unaware that her husband was beside her ear, sowing the darkest seeds in the gentlest voice.
"Ying'er... my darling..." I pressed my lips close to her delicate ear, at a volume only the airflow could detect, and began my "hypnosis." "Sleep... sleep well... in your dreams... will you dream of Zaha? Dream of Abu? Their big black cocks... don't you want them badly? Hmm?"
My voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a strange allure. "Think of them... fucking deep into your slutty cunt... fucking you until you cry and beg... fucking you until you're utterly bewildered by lust... that's true happiness... isn't it?" I carefully observed her reaction; her brow seemed to furrow almost imperceptibly, and her breathing seemed to falter for a moment, but it quickly returned to normal.
A reaction! Even if it was tiny! My heart rate suddenly accelerated, like a thief discovering treasure! "Ying'er's slutty cunt... was born to be fucked by black men's big cocks... only such thickness... such power... can fill your emptiness... can truly satisfy you..." I continued to whisper, engraving these filthy thoughts, like charms, deeper and deeper into her sleeping subconscious, again and again. "Remember this feeling... desire it... accept it... it is your husband's... grace upon you..."
I whispered for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then reluctantly stopped. Looking at her still peaceful sleeping face, my heart was filled with anticipation. These seeds would one day take root and sprout.
Next, it was "post-war cleanup." I carefully laid her flat on the bed, then got up to instruct the night maid to prepare hot water, clean towels, and sleepwear. Soon, Lin'er quietly brought the items in. Seeing Li Ying sleeping soundly on the bed and the lingering ambiguous scent in the air, her small face blushed slightly, but she didn't dare ask more questions, simply put down the things and withdrew.
I carried the warm basin to the bedside, looking at Li Ying asleep on the bed. Her sleepwear was already soaked with sweat and lustful fluid, clinging haphazardly to her body, outlining alluring curves. And her long, fair, beautiful legs, especially the jade foot that I had ejaculated all over, looked utterly decadent.
That jade foot... on its fair skin, sticky, semi-transparent white fluid was smeared, some of it already starting to dry, clinging to her toe gaps and arch, emitting a faint fishy, rank smell. This sight made my recently calmed desire begin to stir again. My gaze greedily traced the jade foot defiled by semen, my throat feeling dry.
I picked up a soft cloth, soaked it in warm water, and gently wrung it out. Then, I knelt by the bed, in an almost reverent posture, and lifted her jade foot, stained with my "evidence." It felt warm, soft, and slick, the stickiness of the semen transmitting through the cloth, stimulating my nerves.
I forced myself to resist the urge to stick out my tongue and lick it clean, and began to carefully wipe her. My movements were extremely gentle, as if cleaning a fragile piece of porcelain. With the warm, wet cloth, I gradually wiped away the sticky semen, from the top of the foot to the sole, then to each toe, not even missing the tiniest toe gap. During the wiping, my fingertips inevitably touched her sensitive skin, especially the sole of her foot and between her toes. Each time this happened, I could clearly see her sleeping body subtly tremble, and her toes would unconsciously curl, as if still savoring the previous pleasure.
This discovery secretly delighted me, and my hand movements involuntarily carried a hint of teasing. While wiping her other clean jade foot, I deliberately let my fingertip linger on her sole for a while, gently circling. Her breathing indeed quickened again, and her body subtly twisted.
"Heh heh..." I chuckled softly, with a hint of triumph. It seemed her body had thoroughly memorized this sensation.
After cleaning her feet, I also wiped other parts of her body, especially the messy area between her thighs. When the warm cloth touched her swollen, sensitive vaginal lips and clitoris, she let out another faint moan in her sleep, and her legs unconsciously clamped together for a moment. I didn't linger, quickly finished cleaning, and changed her into clean, comfortable sleepwear.
The entire cleaning process, for me, was a service, a pleasure, and a re-examination and relishing of the "trophy." Watching Li Ying, cleaned by me and once again pure and flawless (at least on the surface), sleeping peacefully, my heart was filled with a twisted sense of satisfaction.
After covering Li Ying with the brocade quilt and ensuring she was sleeping soundly, I quietly left the inner chamber and went to the study.
Lighting the candle on the desk, I took out the booklet specifically for recording green hat plans, along with my brush and ink. Tonight's "results" were fruitful; they had to be recorded in detail.
I dipped the brush full of ink and began to write furiously on the paper:
"Zhenguan Eighth Year, Summer, Bingchen Day and Night. At Hai hour, foot bath, assisted by calming decoction, with a trace of safflower and musk added, to test Ying'er's foot reactions. Upon touching her soles, her body trembled, breathing quickened, confirming extreme foot sensitivity, deeply influenced by Zaha's massage and last night's footjob. Her body has developed memory. Then boldly licked her toes. Ying'er woke, filled with shame and indignation, yet below, she was already wet. Later moved to the bed, stroked her breasts, explored her privates, humiliated and stimulated her clitoris with words. Ying'er initially resisted, but later surprisingly complied, ejaculating shortly after, her moans and demeanor utterly wanton, clearly already immersed. Subsequently, used my three-inch object to act upon her clean feet, forcing her to clench, and inducing her to say words like 'Husband is useless, desires black (specific word omitted here).' Ying'er initially showed resistance, but later surprisingly obeyed! Hearing these words, my heart surged with emotion, and I ejaculated onto her feet. Observing her expression, though she showed shame, there was also confusion, as if being controlled. Later, comforted her with warm words, claiming it was all out of deep love and consideration, Ying'er's defenses seemed to collapse, unable to refute. Comforted again, and she ejaculated a second time, falling asleep from exhaustion. While sleeping, whispered and implanted the idea of black (specific word omitted here), observing her brow furrow, as if sensing something. Later, cleaned her body; upon touching her sensitive spots, she still reacted. Tonight was a great success. Ying'er's body and mind have both been swayed. It won't be long until she willingly accepts black (specific word omitted here)!"
After writing this, I paused again, beginning to devise the next plan.
"Next Steps:
Continued subconscious implantation: Utilize times before sleep and after waking to continue whispering suggestions.Arrange another foot bath/massage with Zaha: This time, suggestive actions can be increased, such as stroking the inner calves, ankles, etc., observing Li Ying's reactions, and gradually expanding the scope of service, for example, 'accidentally' touching her inner thighs. The pace must be controlled, not too rushed.Accumulate System Points: Daily medical clinic tasks must be completed. It is imperative to exchange for [Black Fascination Incense] before the next arranged service with Zaha! Current points 20, still need 15 points, meaning three days.Test self-made incense: Once the powder is ground, a small amount can be tested in the study first, observing the effect and adjusting the formula.High heels usage: Postponed. Introduce only when Li Ying's acceptance of black men is higher, as a stimulant for special occasions.Ting'er and Lin'er: Not to be introduced yet. Only train them after Li Ying is completely depraved."
Having recorded the plan in detail, I let out a long breath, a sense of controlling everything welling up within me. Blowing out the candle, the crescent moon was already setting outside the window, and the night was deep. I returned to the inner chamber, lay down beside Li Ying, embraced her soft body, and fell into a deep sleep, filled with infinite "anticipation" for the future.