Holding Li Ying's soft body, I whispered those shameful yet sweet recollections into her ear, feeling her gradually relax in my embrace, her breathing settling. Looking at her sleeping face, appearing especially soft in the candlelight, tear-stained yet utterly dependent on me, my heart swelled with a twisted, all-encompassing sense of satisfaction.
She was like a work of art meticulously sculpted by me; though she had endured rough grinding and defilement, under my "restoration" and "care," she finally transformed into the image I desired—docile, dependent, and subconsciously beginning to accept those forbidden seeds.
To further solidify this hard-won "achievement," I gently laid her flat on the pillow and tucked in the quilt. Then, I quietly got out of bed, went to the outer room, and instructed the maidservant on duty to prepare a cup of warm water.
Soon, Lin'er came in with a cup of warm water at a suitable temperature. She saw Li Ying seemingly asleep on the bed, then glanced at the lingering fatigue and satisfaction on my face, her small face flushing slightly. She lowered her head, not daring to look further, and quickly retreated after setting down the cup. This girl is getting better and better at reading the room.
I picked up the water cup, returned to the bedside, knelt halfway, and softly called out: "Ying'er… Ying'er…"
Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes, her hazy gaze turning towards me, carrying a hint of sleepy languor and dependence. "Husband…"
"Come, have some water to moisten your throat." My voice was so gentle it could drip water, as if the man who had just been whispering obscenities in her ear and riding wildly upon her body didn't exist at all.
I carefully helped her sit up, letting her lean against me, then brought the rim of the cup to her soft lips, patiently feeding her sip by sip. The warm water moistened her dry throat; she sighed comfortably, her eyes clearing slightly, but the dependence in her gaze towards me grew even stronger.
Seeing her so docile, obedient, and utterly trusting of me, the last trace of guilt I felt for treating her roughly vanished, replaced by an even deeper possessiveness and… perverted love. This was the her I wanted—a perfect wife who belonged entirely to me, at my beck and call, and who would depend on me without hesitation even if I pushed her into an abyss.
After feeding her water, I laid her back down and covered her with the quilt. "Sleep, my good Ying'er, have a good sleep, don't think about anything." I pressed a gentle goodnight kiss on her smooth forehead, watching her obediently close her eyes, her breathing quickly becoming even and long, as if she had truly fallen into a deep sleep.
Only after confirming Li Ying was sound asleep did I, with the quietness of a thief, leave the bedroom and go to the study.
I closed the door, sealing off the enchanting and ambiguous aura of the bedroom. I walked to the desk and sat down, lit the candle lamp on the table, took a deep breath, and tried to calm the lingering excitement and fatigue in my body.
I took out the secret booklet dedicated to recording my cuckoldry plans and my brush and ink. Looking at the blank pages, everything that happened tonight surged into my mind like a tide—Zaha's rough black hands ravaging Ying'er's jade feet, his hot, barbed tongue licking between her toes, Ying'er's heart-rending screams and collapsing moans, my poor little dick's two humiliating ejaculations between the high heels, and… the words she was forced to say to humiliate me…
Every detail made my blood rush again! My little dick even showed signs of rising once more!
No! I must calm down! I forced myself to focus on the brush tip, dipped it in ink, and began to write furiously on the paper, meticulously recording tonight, a night that could truly be called a "milestone":
"The summer of Zhenguan Eight, Bingchen Day and Night. Everything proceeded according to plan. Late Xu hour, foot bath prepared in the side hall. My self-made 'Black Fascination Incense' was lit; its scent was subtle, Ying'er noticed nothing unusual. Under the pretext of calming her nerves, I persuaded her to take a foot bath. Early Hai hour, Zaha was summoned inside. First, I ordered him to press Ying'er's soles with his black hands; watching her cry out in pain and writhe, initially resistant, then gradually succumbing, fully displaying her wantonness. My heart surged with unbearable excitement! Next, I ordered Zaha to lick Ying'er's toes with his tongue! This was a crucial step! Ying'er initially screamed in extreme terror, but later was licked until her entire body trembled, lustful fluid gushed forth, almost reaching climax! Zaha, too, was like a madman, drooling profusely, his crotch's enormous object engorged, likely reaching its limit! This scene was breathtaking, and my own little tool also became hard as iron, on the verge of erupting! At the critical moment, I suppressed my desire and stopped Zaha. Observing Ying'er's expression, she was near collapse, yet in her eyes, besides fear and shame, there was unexpectedly a hint of confusion and emptiness! Afterwards, I brought her back to the bedroom, comforting her with gentle words, saying it was all out of deep love, wanting her to experience ultimate pleasure, and admitting my own small size, far inferior to the black slave. Ying'er seemed to believe it, her defenses completely crumbling, and she became even more dependent. So, I comforted her with my hands and mouth, allowing her to climax once as compensation. Afterwards, I took out the crystal shoes and had her put them on, assumed a rear-entry position, and I ejaculated inside her. During the internal ejaculation, my thoughts raced, thinking of my weak semen, unable to get her pregnant, while the black slave's semen was potent, ready at a touch; this contrast made my excitement inexpressible! When it was over, still feeling unsatisfied, I ordered Ying'er to give me a footjob with her high-heeled feet. During this, I made her fondle her own breasts and cunt, and enticed her to say words like 'Husband is useless, your little dick is not as good as the black dick, cum on the shoe with it'! Ying'er obeyed through tears! Hearing these words, I was struck as if by lightning, utterly bewildered by lust, and consequently ejaculated again onto her high-heeled feet! This second climax far surpassed the first! Afterwards, acting like a loyal dog or horse, I licked clean the semen from her shoes and feet, as an act of worship. Then I ordered Ying'er to wipe away my remaining semen. Finally, I ended with tender whispers, consolidating the brainwashing. Tonight, the great task is complete! Ying'er's body and mind are now completely under my control; her shame threshold has been broken, and her actively welcoming the black dick is just around the corner!"
After writing down tonight's detailed process and my feelings, I started a new page to plan the next steps:
"Next Steps Plan (Revised):
Continued Psychological Suggestion: Maintain whispers before sleep/after waking, content can be more explicit, reinforcing the 'Black Man Superiority Theory'.Zaha's Next Service: Timing: In three days (once System Points are sufficient to exchange for [Black Fascination Incense]). Location: Still the side hall, but consider increasing privacy. Content: a) Must use [Black Fascination Incense] (authentic + self-made mixture). b) Expand service scope, try having Zaha caress the inner thighs up to the groin area, observe reactions. c) Crucial: Try having Zaha gently rub Ying'er's soles or lower legs with his 'big black dick' (without penetration), observe Ying'er's reaction (extremely important!). d) Verbal Training: Allow Zaha to say more words of praise, even slightly provocative ones, but strictly no vulgar language.System Points: Daily medical clinic tasks are mandatory! Goal: Accumulate 15 points within three days to exchange for [Black Fascination Incense] (30 points)! Current points: 25/30.Modern Items: a) High Heels: Effect is significant! Next time Zaha serves, Ying'er must wear them! Increase visual stimulation and humiliation. b) Stockings: Can start preparing; first, try ordinary silk long stockings to cultivate Ying'er's adaptability. System stockings require more points, so postpone for now. c) Black Charm Accessories/Tattoos: Insufficient points, postpone for now.Ting'er and Lin'er: Do not introduce into the main storyline for now. Can observe them from the side, or give them small suggestive tasks (e.g., have Lin'er try on stockings).Abu: Continue inquiring about his return date, but do not introduce him to the Li Ying storyline yet; wait until the Zaha storyline is stable.Zhenguan Green Estate: When economic conditions permit, can begin secret site selection and preliminary planning."
After finishing recording all the plans, I let out a long sigh of relief, feeling the immense satisfaction of controlling everything. Outside the window, the sky was already beginning to lighten. A new day was about to begin. And my great cuckoldry endeavor had taken a solid and crucial step.
The candlelight flickered softly in the quiet study, reflecting the lingering flush of excitement on my face. I picked up the freshly filled booklet again, meticulously checking tonight's records and the revised plan, ensuring every detail was accurate and every step clear and feasible.
"Black Fascination Incense… high heels… Zaha's dick rubbing her soles…" I murmured the key points of the plan, my fingertip lightly tracing the paper, an uncontrollable excitement surging within me once more.
Wait… stocking set? A flash of inspiration struck me, and I flipped to the page where I had previously recorded system exchange items. That's right! [Newbie Silk Stockings Gift Pack]! Back then, I thought it was too futuristic, so I just briefly noted it down and almost forgot about it! It contained a pair each of white, black, and nude stockings!
This discovery invigorated me! Stockings! These were crucial props in modern cuckoldry culture! The visual impact and tactile stimulation they offered were absolutely incomparable to high heels! Especially their sheer, skin-revealing texture, wrapped around Ying'er's perfect jade legs… just imagining it made my little dick start throbbing again!
Must add it to the plan! Next time Zaha serves, she must wear not only high heels but also stockings! Black ones! Yes, black ones! To create the strongest contrast with her fair skin! Let Zaha, that black dog, lick her toes through the stockings! Even… tear the stockings?! Fuck! Just thinking about it makes me want to cum!
I immediately picked up my pen and added detailed ideas about using stockings to the plan. At the same time, I also realized that the modern items provided by the system were far more than simple props; they inherently contained a power to subvert era-specific understanding. Every time these modern items were used for sexual acts in an ancient setting, it was like performing a spatio-temporal sacrifice, bringing pleasure that was not just physiological, but also psychological, born from cultural shock, a cumulative and unique experience! Perhaps this was what the system wanted to see? And these items were undoubtedly catalysts for accelerating Ying'er's transformation of identity!
Only after perfecting all the details did I contentedly close the booklet and carefully hide it back in the secret compartment of the bookshelf. I looked out the window; the night was still heavy, and there was still some time until dawn.
Unable to quell the excitement in my heart, I decided to go check on Zaha's current state. Although he had gotten the chance to lick jade feet last night, he was ultimately interrupted by me, so he was probably in a state of extreme excitement and anxiety right now. Slaves in this state were the most obedient and easiest to control.
I put on an outer robe, silently crossed the quiet courtyard, and arrived at the most secluded corner of the backyard. This place was near the stables, and few people usually came here. Sure enough, before I even got close, I saw Zaha's tall dark silhouette pacing back and forth in front of his cabin like an anxious trapped beast.
He clearly hadn't slept all night; his eyes were deeply sunken and bloodshot, but his gaze shimmered with a strange light mixed with anxiety, longing, and fear. Seeing my figure, he suddenly stopped, fearfully knelt on the ground: "Ma… Master!"
"Get up." My voice sounded particularly cold in the silent night.
Zaha tremblingly stood up, lowered his head, not daring to look at me, his body slightly trembling from tension. I could clearly see that the crotch of his coarse cloth trousers still bulged with an astonishing outline! It seemed this black dog had been suppressed all night, and his lustful fire was even more intense!
"Last night… how did it feel?" I strode in front of him, looking down at him, my tone flat but with a hint of amusement.
"Th-this humble one… this humble one dares not…" Zaha's voice was hoarse and trembling; he seemed to recall the extreme sensation from last night, his dark face instantly flushing, and his breathing became heavy.
"Dare not?" I sneered, my gaze piercing him like an ice pick. "I saw you licking quite happily… like a dog starved for three days, wishing you could swallow madam's toes whole!"
"Master, spare me! This humble one knows his mistake! This humble one will never dare again!" Zaha's legs went limp from fright; he knelt down again, desperately kowtowing for mercy.
"Hmph," I didn't make him get up immediately; instead, I circled him twice, gently nudging his bulging crotch with my foot. "Look at this pathetic thing! Just licking her feet made you this hard! If I really let you fuck madam's cunt… wouldn't you cum yourself to death on the spot?"
These humiliating words, and the touch of my foot, made Zaha's body tremble violently! He let out suppressed whimpers, and the big black dick in his crotch seemed to twitch even more ferociously!
The fear brought by humiliation, mixed with the stimulation of hearing "fuck madam's cunt," plunged him into a state of both painful and exciting frenzy!
"Remember your place!" I withdrew my foot, my voice suddenly turning sharp. "You are a dog! A black dog I keep to please me and madam! Letting you lick her feet is a grace! Letting you watch is an even greater grace! Next time you dare to show any impropriety… or harbor any inappropriate thoughts…" My voice dragged out, full of menace, "I'll cut off that troublesome thing… and feed it to the dogs!"
"Yes! Yes! This humble one understands! This humble one is a dog! Whatever master tells this humble one to do, this humble one will do! Never dare to have second thoughts!" Zaha was terrified out of his wits, desperately kowtowing and swearing.
Seeing him in such extreme fear, I nodded in satisfaction. Fear was the best rein.
"However…" I changed tack, my voice becoming full of temptation once more. "You served quite attentively last night… and madam seemed… quite pleased…" I deliberately paused, observing his reaction.
As expected, upon hearing the words "madam seemed quite pleased," Zaha's eyes instantly burst forth with a radiant joy! He suddenly lifted his head, looking at me in disbelief!
"So…" I squatted down, leaning close to him, and whispered like a demon, in a voice only we two could hear, "Next time… there will be another opportunity… and… perhaps it won't just be as simple as licking feet anymore…" I patted his chest, which was heaving violently from excitement. "Behave well… don't disappoint me… and don't disappoint madam, either…"
Leaving behind these suggestive words, I ignored him and stood up, walking straight away. Behind me, Zaha's uncontrollable, beast-like heavy breathing and excited whimpers echoed.
When I returned to the main residence again, the sky was already faintly lit. The eastern sky was tinged with fish-belly white, and a few crisp bird calls broke the silence of dawn. A new day had begun.
I returned to the bedroom; Li Ying was already awake, having finished washing and dressing with Ting'er and Lin'er attending to her. She had changed into an elegant Ruqun, her hair bun meticulously arranged, and a light application of powder on her face concealed the traces of last night's exhaustion and indulgence, restoring her usual dignified and graceful appearance. However, when she saw me, her gaze subtly flickered away, and a blush involuntarily rose to her cheeks; clearly, the memories of last night had not completely faded.
"Good morning, husband." She softly greeted me, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Good morning, Ying'er." I stepped forward, naturally took her hand, my face bearing a gentle smile, as if everything from last night was merely an enchanting spring dream. "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Mm… I slept very well…" She lowered her head, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"That's good." I didn't ask further, simply held her hand, and together we walked towards the dining hall.
Breakfast was still sumptuous and exquisite. We talked about trivial household matters as usual. Li Ying also seemed to deliberately avoid the topic of last night, striving to play the role of a virtuous wife. Ting'er and Lin'er quietly stood by; only Lin'er's lively eyes occasionally darted between Li Ying and me, carrying a hint of curiosity and inquiry.
After finishing breakfast, I prepared to go to the medical clinic as usual. "Ying'er, please rest well at home. Your husband will be back soon."
"Mm, husband, be careful." She saw me off at the door, straightening my robe for me.
Sunlight spilled into the courtyard; everything seemed so calm and beautiful. But only I knew what surging undercurrents and wild desires lay beneath this calm facade. The new plan had been formulated, points were steadily accumulating, the Black Fascination Incense would soon be in hand, stockings were ready… the next "foot bath" would surely be even more spectacular!
I got into the carriage and headed towards the medical clinic in Quchi District. My heart was filled with boundless anticipation for the future.
The sunlight of the fifth day filtered through the medical clinic's window lattices, casting light upon the antique desk in the consultation room, and the air was filled with a faint aroma of medicinal herbs. I changed into a clean, blue long robe and began a new day of consultations. Thinking of last night's ultimate humiliation and pleasure, and being just one step away from exchanging for the [Black Fascination Incense], my heart was like a burning fire, filled with motivation.
Today, there seemed to be more patients than usual, with a wide variety of ailments. I collected myself, temporarily suppressed the absurdity and madness of last night deep in my heart, and fully devoted myself to the diagnosis and treatment. My observation, auscultation/olfaction, inquiry, and palpation were meticulous. Facing the pained or anxious faces of the patients, I displayed the professionalism and patience befitting a physician, prescribing, administering acupuncture, and giving instructions, striving for precision in every step.
Watching the faces relieved of their ailments because of my treatment, a sense of accomplishment as a healer spontaneously arose. This satisfaction from saving lives and healing injuries, though entirely different from the twisted pleasure brought by my cuckold fetish, indeed allowed me to feel my own worth. Perhaps it was precisely this immense contrast between my "lofty" social identity and the "lowly" cuckold slave desire deep within my heart that made me even more engrossed in it?
Nearing noon, a woman anxiously came for a consultation, holding a continuously crying infant. The infant's face was flushed, restless, and had an unyielding high fever. I carefully examined the child and found that his throat was red and swollen, his tongue coating yellow and greasy, and his pulse floating and rapid. This was a case of external wind-heat invasion, with evil heat obstructing the lungs. I immediately prescribed Yin Qiao San with modifications, and instructed the woman on how to decoct the medicine, administer it, and methods for physical cooling. Watching the woman leave, profusely grateful, my heart also felt slightly relieved.
Just then, the familiar, cold system prompt sounded in my mind:
[System Prompt]
Task [Benevolent Healer] completed! Successfully diagnosed and treated patients, demonstrating benevolent and skillful medicine. Reward: 5 System Points!
Current System Points: 25 + 5 = 30 points!
Done! 30 points! Finally, enough points to exchange for [Black Fascination Incense]!
A surge of ecstasy instantly swept over my entire body! I could barely suppress the smile on my lips! [Black Fascination Incense]! This was the crucial item to lead Ying'er to complete depravity! Combined with my self-made incense, plus stockings and high heels… next time, Zaha's service would surely push Ying'er to a new peak! Just imagining that scene made my little dick start to inconveniently harden again!
I composed myself and continued to treat the remaining few patients. Although my heart was already filled with the impending stimulation, I maintained my composure and professionalism on the surface. Finally, at the end of Shen hour, after seeing off the last patient, I let out a long sigh of relief.
"Sir, you've worked hard," Old Liu said, handing over a cup of warm tea at the right moment.
"Mm," I said, taking the teacup and taking a sip. "There are quite a few patients today."
"Yes, indeed," Old Liu remarked with emotion, "Recently, the weather has been hot, and more people have fallen ill. It's all thanks to your superb medical skills, Sir."
I smiled, and said no more. I instructed the apprentices to tidy up the medicinal herbs, clean the clinic room, and then took off my long robe, preparing to return to the mansion.
Stepping out of the medical clinic, Chang'an City in the evening was still bustling. The afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the bluestone slab roads, the air permeated with the aroma of various snacks and the clamor of human voices. I got into my carriage and instructed the coachman to return directly to the mansion.
The carriage traversed the bustling streets, but my thoughts had long since flown back to that mansion brimming with suggestive allure and desire. With 30 system points in hand, the [Black Fascination Incense] was within easy reach! Tonight... tonight I would give Ying'er a "surprise"!
Although the plan was for Zaha to serve her three days later, now that the conditions were met, why wait? I was already impatient to see, under the influence of the Black Fascination Incense, Ying'er, clad in black silk stockings and high heels, and what sort of debauched, broken appearance she would have when Zaha rubbed the soles of her feet with his big black cock!
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Yong'an Ward Residence. With an excited heart, I stepped out of the carriage and hastened towards the inner quarters. Passing through the courtyard, the aroma of food wafted through the air.
"Master has returned," the servant at the entrance bowed respectfully.
I nodded, and walked straight to the inner chambers. It was time... to prepare tonight's "feast".
The moment I stepped through the mansion gates, I eagerly submerged my consciousness into the mysterious system interface. Gazing at the [Black Fascination Incense] lying silently in the exchange list, and the '30 points' price marked beside it, my heart pounded wildly with excitement! This was it! The key to guiding Ying'er towards complete degradation!
Without the slightest hesitation, I immediately used my will to issue the exchange command!
[System Prompt]
Exchange of [Black Fascination Incense] successful! Consumed 30 system points!
Current system points: 30 - 30 = 0 points!
Almost at the instant the prompt sound faded, a delicate, palm-sized small ebony box appeared out of thin air in my hand. The box felt slightly heavy in my hand, its surface carved with intricate and bizarre patterns, faintly emanating a strange, wild and alluring fragrance. This was... the Black Fascination Incense!
I suppressed the urge to open and inspect it immediately, and hurried to the study, closing the door tightly behind me. Standing before the desk, I carefully opened the ebony box. Inside, the box was lined with black velvet, upon which lay several fingernail-sized pieces of solid incense, resembling black amber. That strange, ethereal fragrance grew even more intense, as if imbued with some magic. Just by smelling it, my lower abdomen grew warm, and my little dick began to stir restlessly!
It truly was good stuff! System-produced, always a masterpiece!
I then took out the homemade incense powder I had carefully blended yesterday. While its effect was not as potent as the genuine article, it had the advantage of a more subtle scent, making it suitable as an auxiliary. My plan was to mix the two for use, which would ensure the effect without being too abrupt, allowing Ying'er to... completely succumb without realizing it!
I took out a piece of [Black Fascination Incense], and carefully scraped off some fine black powder with a small knife. Then, I mixed it with my homemade, lighter-colored incense powder in a specific ratio. During the mixing process, my movements were focused and devout, as if performing some sacred alchemical ritual. But within me, was a twisted pleasure, evil and perverse, born from channeling professional knowledge to fulfill deviant desires! I could almost see Ying'er, after inhaling this blended fragrance, her eyes gradually glazing over, her body becoming sensitive, no longer repulsed by Zaha's raw scent, but even... craving it!
Once thoroughly mixed, I carefully put away the new incense powder, placing it in an inconspicuous sachet, ready for use tonight. As for the silk stockings and transparent high heels from the newbie gift pack... I hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided against using them for now. Last night's stimulation had been intense enough; I couldn't play all my trump cards at once. The pleasure of cuckoldry lay in this gradual, step-by-step erosion. Watching the prey slowly fall into the trap, hovering between struggle and degradation—that feeling of absolute control was the most exquisite! Tonight, I would first let the Black Fascination Incense take effect, and see how Ying'er would react to a mere foot bath (and foot licking). Silk stockings and high heels would be saved for next time, as a more intense means of stimulation!
With everything prepared, I tidied my attire, and went to the dining room to have dinner with Li Ying. The atmosphere at dinner was still deliberately warm. I actively served her dishes, recounting interesting anecdotes from the clinic today. She responded gently, yet there was always a subtle, imperceptible hint of daze and weariness between her brows.
"Ying'er, did you not rest well last night? You seem to lack spirit." I asked, feigning concern.
"No... no..." she quickly shook her head, a blush rising on her face. "It's just... I'm a little tired."
"That's perfect," I said, seizing the opportunity, my tone so natural it seemed like mere everyday concern. "Later, let your husband soak your feet again with calming medicinal soup; it relieves fatigue and promotes sleep, it's most effective."
Hearing the words 'foot soak', her body trembled almost imperceptibly! A trace of extremely complex emotion flashed in her eyes—fear, shame, resistance, but seemingly... also a deeply hidden hint of expectation, one she herself hadn't even noticed?!
This subtle reaction was acutely captured by me, and a surge of ecstasy immediately filled my heart! It seemed last night's experience had left an indelible mark on her heart! The seed of black fascination was quietly sprouting!
She did not answer immediately, but lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, before responding in a voice as faint as a mosquito's hum: "...It's all up to my husband."
Success!
After dinner, and a brief chat, seeing that the sky had completely darkened, I, under the pretext of 'calming nerves and relieving fatigue', led Li Ying to the side hall of the inner chambers.
Inside the side hall, everything had already been arranged according to my instructions. The cedar wooden tub was filled with medicinal soup of appropriate temperature, emitting the clear fragrance of herbs. In the corner incense burner, I quietly lit the 'special incense' blended with [Black Fascination Incense] and my homemade powder. A strange, more complex, and more alluring fragrance than last night's began to silently permeate the air, intertwining with the steam from the medicinal soup, creating an even more suggestive, more disorienting atmosphere.
Li Ying seemed not to have noticed the unusual scent, simply sitting obediently on the edge of the soft couch, allowing me to remove her shoes and socks, revealing that pair of flawless jade feet.
Tonight, there were no silk stockings, no high heels. Only the most primal skin contact, and the Black Fascination Incense that could subtly alter her mind. I wanted to see how long Ying'er, in this 'pure' environment, could resist?
A cold, expectant smile curved my lips. The real show was about to begin.
Inside the side hall, candlelight flickered softly, projecting my half-kneeling figure onto the wall, making it appear somewhat distorted. The air was permeated with that carefully blended incense, a mixture of sandalwood, medicinal herbs, and a faint, almost imperceptible trace of wild, exotic scent, intertwining with the swirling steam rising from the medicinal soup in the wooden tub, forming a thick and suggestive atmosphere.
Li Ying, dressed in a light pink silk sleepwear, sat quietly on the edge of the soft couch, allowing me to gently place her perfect jade feet, sculpted like mutton-fat white jade, into the warm medicinal water. The water rippled, touching her delicate skin. She let out a soft hum of comfort, her body seeming to relax slightly, her previously slightly stiff shoulders also gently slumping.
I meticulously observed her reaction. The fragrance mixed with [Black Fascination Incense] was silently taking effect. I saw her nostrils flutter almost imperceptibly a few times, her gaze seemed a little more dazed than before, her cheeks flushed with an unusual redness, and her breathing seemed slightly more rapid than usual.
Effective! Although the effect was still very subtle, this strange incense was indeed subtly influencing her! A surge of secret delight filled my heart, yet my face still maintained a gentle and thoughtful expression.
I dipped my own hand into the warm medicinal water, then gently grasped her slender ankle. It felt warm, smooth, and slippery to the touch, as if holding a piece of exquisite warm jade. I began to gently massage her smooth calves and ankles, my movements soothing and professional, the pressure just right, purely appearing to be helping my wife relax from fatigue.
"Ying'er... do you feel better?" My voice was soft, tinged with concern.
"Mm..." she responded lazily, lifting her head slightly and closing her eyes, seemingly enjoying this rare moment of relaxation.
Good. First, let her drop her guard. I continued to massage patiently, my fingers roaming over her smooth calves, feeling their astonishing elasticity and delicacy. At the same time, my mind was racing, considering how to subtly steer the conversation towards that shameful scene from last night.
After massaging for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, feeling her body had completely relaxed and her emotions were relatively stable, I then spoke, feigning casualness, my voice still gentle, yet carrying a hint of probing. "Last night... did you sleep soundly afterwards? Your husband sees you still seem a bit tired today..."
At the mention of 'last night', her body stiffened almost imperceptibly! Although her eyes were closed, those long, slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her inner turmoil!
"No... no... I slept very well..." Her voice was a bit muffled, as if she wanted to hide something.
"That's good then." I didn't press further immediately, but gently moved the conversation along. My finger, however, lightly pressed on the 'Zhaohai acupoint' on the inner side of her ankle. This acupoint is connected to the kidney meridian, and it's said that stimulating it can arouse sexual desire.
"Mm..." She indeed let out a faint, suppressed moan! Her body also trembled slightly!
An imperceptible smile curved my lips. It seemed her body was far more honest than her mouth!
"Speaking of which..." I changed the topic again, my tone as if making small talk. "Last night... your husband had something to attend to and left for a moment... and had that slave Zaha come in to add hot water... He wasn't clumsy or disrespectful, did he disturb you?"
Here it came! The crucial probe! As I spoke, I pretended to carefully observe the condition of her ankle, but in reality, my peripheral vision was locked tightly on the changes in her expression!
Her body suddenly stiffened again! Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson, even her earlobes tinged with scarlet! Her breathing also became rapid! She tightly closed her eyes, biting her lower lip, seemingly trying her utmost to suppress something!
"No... no..." she denied almost immediately, but her voice carried an obvious tremor and panic. "He... he merely added water... and then... then left..."
She was lying! She was afraid! She was ashamed! She was remembering! Recalling how that lowly black slave used his rough, dark tongue to greedily lick every corner of her noble jade feet!
This realization made me tremble with excitement! The effect of the Black Fascination Incense, coupled with my perfectly timed 'reminder', had successfully stirred up that shameful yet stimulating memory within her!
"Oh? Really?" I feigned doubt and arched a brow, but the massaging motions of my hands did not cease; instead, they more gently stroked her slightly arched instep. "That's good... I was worried that black slave would be clumsy and hurt you..." My voice lowered, carrying a hint of suggestive ambiguity. "After all... his hands... so large... so coarse... compared to your pair of icy, jade-like feet... tsk tsk..."
My words were like stones cast into a placid lake, stirring enormous ripples in her heart! She suddenly opened her eyes, gazing at me with a mix of terror and humiliated fury! But deep within her eyes, lurked a hint of panic that I had seen through her thoughts, and... a tremor from being touched on an unspoken itch?!
"Husband! You... what nonsense are you spouting!" She was both ashamed and angry, wanting to pull her feet back, but I held them firmly!
"Hehe..." I chuckled softly, watching her appearance of utter humiliation and fury, yet powerless to resist, my desire for control was immensely satisfied! "Your husband was just speaking casually... Ying'er, why are you so nervous? Could it be... that black slave last night... truly did something to you?"
My gaze sharpened, fixed on her eyes, not missing a single subtle change in her expression. "For instance... like your husband... like this... hm?"
As I spoke, I lowered my head, extended my tongue, and lightly licked her smooth as jade, slightly trembling instep!
"Ah!" Like a scorpion's sting, she let out a short shriek! Her body abruptly recoiled! Her eyes were filled with unbelievable terror and shame! As if my lick, from her own husband, was even more unacceptable than the black slave's lick last night!
Precisely! This was the effect I wanted! In her mind, I was no longer merely the 'foot slave' husband who innocently licked her jade feet, but the 'mastermind' who had arranged for the black slave to 'defile' her! My lick would only make her immediately recall last night's far more brutal and shameful scene!
Watching her, thoroughly aroused with both lust and shame, I knew the time was ripe. It was time... for the true protagonist to make his entrance!
I slowly raised my head, my face bearing a cold, all-controlling smile, and called out loudly towards the door:
"Zaha!"
My voice wasn't loud, yet it pierced through the side hall's door, clearly reaching outside.
At my command, heavy footsteps immediately sounded from outside the door. Immediately after, the side hall's door was gently pushed open. Zaha's tall, dark figure appeared at the doorway. He had already changed into clean coarse cloth workwear, but his taut muscles and slightly trembling body, as well as the monstrously huge bulge at his crotch, all revealed his extreme inner excitement!
He lowered his head, not daring to look at Li Ying on the soft couch. He quickly walked to me, and again knelt heavily to the ground, his voice hoarse with excitement. "Master!"
The moment Li Ying saw Zaha enter, her body trembled violently! She instinctively tried to pull her feet out of the bucket and hide them! But her ankles were gently held by me, rendering her unable to move. She could only lower her head in shame, her hands tightly gripping the soft cushion beneath her, her cheeks so red they seemed about to drip blood! The scent of the Black Fascination Incense in the air seemed to grow even more potent, and I saw her exposed neck and chest flush with an alluring pink!
"Mm," I responded faintly, releasing Li Ying's ankle, and sitting back a little, yielding the spot to Zaha. I then leisurely took a seat on a nearby low stool, assuming the posture of a supervisor. "Madam's jade feet are weary; they need a good loosening." My tone was flat, as if ordering the most ordinary thing. "Start from the soles of her feet, massage diligently, understand? And don't hurt Madam, but don't act like you haven't eaten!"
"Yes, Master! This humble one obeys your command!" Zaha's voice trembled even more with excitement. He raised his head, his gaze finally falling upon that pair of perfect jade feet, soaking in the medicinal water, fair as jade, with graceful curves! In his eyes, greed and feverish desire erupted instantly, like a hungry wolf sighting its prey!
He took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm his emotions. Then, he carefully extended his pair of huge, dark, rough hands—a stark contrast to Li Ying's jade feet—reaching into the warm medicinal water, and gently grasping one of Li Ying's feet.
"Mm!" Li Ying's body trembled violently again! As if scalded by those large hands carrying an exotic aura! She let out a short, suppressed gasp, her toes instantly curling up!
Zaha, too, seemed stimulated by the exquisitely delicate, slippery, warm, and jade-like sensation to his touch! His dark face instantly flushed crimson, and his breathing grew heavier! But he remembered my warning, keeping his movements as gentle as possible. He carefully lifted Li Ying's wet jade foot out of the water, and gently wiped it clean with the nearby cloth.
Then, he placed that fair, tender, and still moist jade foot onto his own rough, dark, muscular thigh! This intense, breathtaking black-and-white contrast made me gasp instantly! That wicked fire in my lower abdomen suddenly flared up! My little dick abruptly hardened further, and even through my underpants, I could feel that burning, throbbing pain!
Following my instructions, Zaha placed his thick, strong, clearly-knuckled dark thumb on Li Ying's pink, slightly indented sole! This time, he seemed to have learned his lesson from last time's 'overexertion', and did not immediately use full force. Instead, he began with a tentative pressure, slowly, deeply pressing down, then began to circle and knead her sensitive sole.
Although his movements were considerably 'gentler' than last time, the strange sensation caused by the friction between his rough thumb and her delicate sole, and the catalyzing effect of the strange incense in the air, still made it unbearable for Li Ying! Her body tensed tightly, her toes curling, and from deep within her throat, a series of faint, suppressed whimpers emerged, carrying a peculiar tremor: "Mm... mm ah..."
Her cheeks were so red they seemed ablaze, fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead, her body writhed restlessly on the soft couch, her hands desperately clutching the soft cushion beneath her, her knuckles turning white from the effort. This appearance, both tormented and seemingly laced with a strange pleasure, was simply the most alluring aphrodisiac in the world!
I sat aside, observing coolly, taking in everything. Zaha, that dog slave, his massage technique was indeed becoming more skilled! Watching Ying'er's debauched appearance under his hands, both shameful and unbearable, my heart was filled with a twisted sense of satisfaction and intense jealousy! Why! Why wasn't it I who could so wantonly play with her jade feet! Why had she never shown such an intense reaction in front of my three-inch little dick?!
Just as my thoughts churned, Zaha seemed to sense the time was right; the pressure of his massage gradually intensified, and his speed quickened somewhat! His thick thumb, like a drill, more forcefully twisted and ground deep into her sensitive sole!
"Ah... mm ah... lighter... lighter..." Li Ying's whimpers rose a few notches, and the amplitude of her body's twisting increased. Her legs unconsciously parted slightly, the mysterious region between her thighs already drenched with lustful fluid, emitting bursts of lewd and charming scent!
The effect of the Black Fascination Incense was clearly manifesting! Her body was even more sensitive than last night! Even more easily aroused by the black slave's coarse touch!
Watching Li Ying's gradual descent into degradation, I sneered inwardly. It was time for the next step! I lightly coughed once, breaking the suggestive silence within the side hall.
"Mm... Your husband just remembered some medical books need to be organized, I'll go to the study for a bit." I stood up, and said as if nothing was amiss. "Zaha, continue to serve Madam well, do not neglect her. If Madam feels any discomfort, stop immediately."
"Yes, Master!" Zaha quickly responded, but his hands dared not cease their movements for a moment.
Hearing that I was about to leave, a trace of panic and helplessness flashed in Li Ying's eyes. She seemed to want to speak to hold me back, but in the end, she said nothing, simply turning her head away in shame, not daring to look at me.
I turned around, satisfied, and walked towards the door. But the moment I stepped over the threshold, as if suddenly remembering something, I turned back and added to Zaha, my voice low but carrying an undeniable command and a hint of strange suggestion: "Right… just pressing the soles might not relieve her fatigue… other places… like between her toes, her heels… you'll have to massage them thoroughly too… use some 'special' methods… to help Madam truly relax…"
Having said that, I no longer looked at their reactions and walked straight out of the side hall. But I didn't actually return to the study; instead, I quietly circled to the window outside the side hall. Peering through the cracks in the window lattice, like a despicable voyeur, I nervously and excitedly observed everything that was about to unfold inside!
Inside the side hall, after I left, the atmosphere seemed to become even more ambiguous and dangerous. Zaha clearly understood my hint about "special methods"! An uncontrollable ecstasy and a fierce grin appeared on his dark face! His movements as he pressed Li Ying's sole became more rough and aggressive! And… I saw his big black dick, already hard as an iron rod, throbbing wildly in his coarse cloth trousers! He seemed to be adjusting his posture, intentionally or unintentionally, moving his monstrous erection closer to Li Ying's jade foot, which he had pinned to his leg!
Li Ying also seemed to sense the approaching danger! Her body tensed even further, her breathing as rapid as a dying butterfly! She wanted to struggle in panic, but her body was weak and powerless due to the incense and the invasion of pleasure!
Just then, I saw Zaha make an incredibly audacious move! Taking advantage of adjusting his massage pressure, he suddenly leaned his body forward! That monstrous big black dick, still scorching hot and hard through his coarse cloth pants, just like that… forcefully, with scalding heat and astonishing size… touched Li Ying's smooth, cool, slightly trembling sole!!!
"Ah---!!!"
A scream, suppressed to its limit, mixed with panic, shame, and intense stimulation, erupted from the depths of Li Ying's throat! Her body shot up as if struck by electricity! Her eyes wide, pupils dilated to their extreme! Her worldview seemed to be completely subverted in that moment! That lowly black slave… actually… actually used his filthy, enormous, "cock," symbolizing the most primal desire… to touch her noble foot?!
This sudden, unprecedented touch of a "cock," laden with intense taboo, along with its astonishing size and scalding heat, instantly ignited all the sensitive points within her! The effect of the Black Fascination incense was fully activated! A wave of overwhelming pleasure, more intense than any before, like a volcanic eruption, instantly swept over her entire body! Her mind went blank; all reason and shame were completely washed away by this surging pleasure!
"Mm… ah… ahhh…" She could no longer suppress her voice, letting out a string of broken, high-pitched, utterly wanton moans! Her body thrashed and bounced violently on the soft couch, like a fish out of water! Her legs spread uncontrollably, and a torrent of lustful fluid gushed from between her thighs as if a dam had burst, completely soaking the cushion beneath her and Zaha's thighs!
And Zaha, after successfully "defiling" that pair of noble and pure jade feet with his "cock," completely lost control! He let out a satisfied, crude growl, and his monstrous big black dick, through his pants, rubbed and thrust harder and more frantically against Li Ying's extremely sensitive sole! He even began to imitate fucking motions with his massive erection! Each thrust made Li Ying's body convulse violently, and her moans became even more shrill, even more lewd!
"Black… black dick… so big… so hot… ah… going to be… going to be fucked on the sole… by black dick… ahhh…" Li Ying seemed to have lost her senses, rambling out incredibly shameful obscenities! She even… even slightly curled her toes, as if wanting to… grasp that huge black dick that was ravaging her sole?!
This unconscious action completely ignited Zaha's last shred of reason! He suddenly let out a roar like a wounded beast! Through that thin layer of coarse cloth pants, a stream of scalding hot, sticky, white turbid fluid, carrying a strong, rank odor, erupted like a volcanic eruption! Through the fabric, it shot entirely onto Li Ying's ravaged, slightly curled jade foot, leaving it a mess!!!
The moment Zaha ejaculated, his body convulsed violently, and his roar was filled with primal conquering pleasure! And Li Ying, too, seemed to have been stimulated to the extreme by this scalding semen through the fabric! Her body suddenly stiffened, then went limp, collapsing onto the soft couch like a dead fish, motionless. Only the violent heaving of her chest and the continuous flow of lustful fluid from between her thighs proved what a thrilling climax she had just experienced!
Outside the window, I saw everything clearly! My heart was practically pounding out of my chest! My breathing was so rapid I felt I might suffocate! My eyes were bloodshot from congestion! My small dick was already hard as a branding iron, constantly oozing sticky fluid from its tip!
She orgasmed! Ying'er orgasmed from Zaha fucking her sole through his pants with his big black dick! And he even ejaculated all over her foot! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This was even more stimulating than seeing them have sex directly! It made me even more excited!
I couldn't hold back any longer! An incredibly powerful desire surged out like magma! I instantly covered my mouth, preventing myself from roaring like Zaha had! My body trembled violently from extreme excitement and jealousy! I was on the verge of ejaculating on the spot!
No! Not yet! This foot water, stained with the black slave's semen… still had a great use!
I forcefully suppressed the surging desire, took a few deep breaths, tidied my somewhat disheveled robes, and put on my usual, unconcerned "worried" expression again. Then, I slowly walked back into the side hall.
"Ying'er? What's wrong? I thought I heard you cry out?" I pushed open the door, feigning surprise as I looked at the lewd scene before me—Li Ying, limp on the soft couch, Zaha kneeling on the floor, breathing heavily, his crotch soaked, and… the increasingly intense, ambiguous scent in the air, mixed with the rank odor of semen.
"Mas… Master…" Zaha was scared out of his wits. He quickly scrambled up, trying to explain something.
"Get out!" I coldly interrupted him, my voice filled with "anger" and "disgust." "Useless thing! Can't even massage a foot properly!"
Zaha dared not say more, and fled the side hall, scrambling away as if granted a great pardon.
I walked to the side of the soft couch, looking at Li Ying, who was still in the afterglow of orgasm, her eyes dazed and vacant, and at her jade foot stained with unknown traces of Zaha's ejaculation through his pants. My heart was filled with twisted excitement and pity.
"Ying'er… look at you… how did you get into such a state…" I sighed, my tone full of "distress," then picked up the basin of foot water nearby, which had become somewhat cloudy and might even have mixed with Zaha's semen. I said softly, "Come, the water's cold. Your husband will heat it up for you again. Have a good soak, relieve your fatigue…"
As I spoke, I picked up her "defiled" jade foot, disregarding any lingering impurities, and gently placed it back into that… special "foot water"…
Inside the side hall, Zaha's frantic fleeing figure had long disappeared, leaving behind only an increasingly strong, ambiguous scent in the air, a mixture of herbs, incense, and… an indescribable, rank odor. Candlelight flickered, illuminating Li Ying's limp figure on the soft couch, her eyes vacant and dazed, and me, kneeling before her, my face adorned with a gentle, almost eerie smile.
My gaze fell upon her jade foot, just "defiled," now soaking in the cloudy "foot water." The water was no longer clear, slightly frothy, and perhaps even floating with a few strands of… Zaha's semen, shot through his pants! Just this realization made me tremble with excitement! To use water tainted with the black slave's filthy essence to wash my noble and beautiful wife's feet… this was simply the most extreme, transgressive pleasure a cuckold slave could imagine!
"Look, the water's cold, it's gathered dust, and it's soiled Madam's feet…" I said softly, stirring the "special" water with my hand, feeling its slightly sticky texture. I could even imagine how Zaha's scalding, thick semen had permeated the fabric, fallen into the water, and mixed with the herbs and Ying'er's bodily fluids… Fuck! Just thinking about it made my dick ache from hardness!
I forcibly resisted the urge to immediately drink this "holy water" down, keeping a gentle smile on my face, and once again picked up her jade foot, stained with suspicious stains. To the touch, her skin was still delicate and smooth, but it seemed even more sensitive than before; the moment my fingertips touched her, she let out a tiny whimper, like a kitten, and her body trembled slightly.
"It's alright, Ying'er, don't be afraid…" I soothed her softly, yet my fingers deliberately traced her sole, which had just been rubbed by the black dick, "The water's just a bit dirty, your husband will help you wash it thoroughly…" My voice lowered, carrying an ambiguity and suggestion audible only to us two, "This water, ah… it's a 'good thing'… inside, perhaps… there's some 'essence' left by that black dog Zaha… soaking your feet in this water, perhaps… it can make you relax even more…"
"Ugh… Husband… don't… don't say it…" Her voice was broken and weak, clearly realizing what I was implying, but her body, due to the incense and post-orgasm sensitivity, was unable to move. She could only let me have my way. Her cheeks were crimson, as if about to drip blood, and her eyes were filled with shame, fear, and a hint of bewildered helplessness.
I chuckled lowly, no longer stimulating her with explicit words. Instead, I began to use that "special" water to carefully wash her "defiled" jade foot. I dipped my fingers into the murky water, gently rubbing her instep, arch, and heel, even probing between her tender toes. That slippery sensation, mixed with a strange scent, made me excited as if on drugs! My small dick was already hard as a burning iron rod, constantly oozing sticky fluid from its tip!
I could clearly feel her body trembling slightly with every touch, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Under the dual effects of the Black Fascination incense and that "special" foot water, her body was becoming unprecedentedly sensitive and honest! Even if her reason resisted, her body craved more, stronger stimulation!
I washed meticulously, as if performing a sacred ritual. After thoroughly cleansing the stains (and the black slave's essence) from that foot, I used the same method to wash her other foot. Throughout the process, I spoke no more humiliating words, only expressing my worship for these jade feet, and… my obsession with this "purity" "contaminated" by the black slave, through movements of utmost gentleness and reverence!
When both jade feet were clean and had regained their pristine whiteness, the lust in my heart had burned to its peak! I could no longer endure it!
I looked up at her flushed, dazed, and unfocused pretty face, my voice hoarse with excitement and desire: "Ying'er… my good Ying'er… your husband… your husband can't take it anymore…"
I held her pair of jade feet, emitting a strange scent (of herbs, incense, and… residual semen), as if holding a rare treasure. My own small dick, already purple and pitifully three inches long, trembling yet with immense longing, moved closer to her feet.
"Ying'er… use your feet… use these feet that were just fucked by the black dick and tainted with the black dog's semen… to serve your husband… please?" My voice was full of pleading and humility, like a dog begging its master for pity, "Your husband… your husband also wants to… wants to be fucked to ejaculation… by Ying'er's feet…"
Li Ying seemed not to have fully recovered from the previous climax and shock; her eyes were still dazed and unfocused. She looked at the frantic fire in my eyes, then lowered her gaze to her own freshly washed, alluringly radiant jade feet, seeming to comprehend my words.
She didn't respond immediately, only wiggled her toes slightly. Then, under my gaze, she slowly, as if by instinct, brought her fair, tender jade feet together, and gently… clamped my small, hot dick!
It was a foot clamp! Not a toe clamp!
This realization momentarily brought a hint of disappointment, but it was immediately replaced by intense excitement! Although it wasn't the most humiliating way, it was enough! She initiated it! At my humble pleading, she willingly used those jade feet, tainted with the black slave's scent, to satisfy my base desire!
"Oh… Ying'er… good Ying'er…" I sighed in pleasure, closing my eyes, feeling the exquisite sensation of her soft jade feet embracing my small dick! Her feet were not cold and hard like high heels, but possessed a warm body temperature and astonishing soft elasticity! Each rub felt like sinking into the warmest, most intoxicating haven of tenderness!
I began to slowly thrust between her clamped jade feet, enjoying this unparalleled footjob pleasure while gazing mesmerized at her dazed, alluring expression.
I was immersed in the extreme pleasure brought by the embrace of those soft jade feet. Each thrust felt like my soul was strolling among the clouds. Ying'er's feet were so perfect, soft and elastic, tightly wrapping around my pitiful three-inch cock, bringing a blissful sensation far surpassing any pussy. Especially the thought that these feet had just been tainted with the black slave's semen, and now they were actively serving me – this perverse, "contaminated" service thrilled me to the extreme!
As I slowly thrust between her clasped feet, I gazed obsessively at her dazed and languid face. Her eyes remained vacant and unfocused, as if her soul had drifted to an unknown distant land, leaving only a compliant, utterly honest body for me to manipulate. The Black Fascination incense and the "special" foot bath water were clearly still at work; her skin was flushed with an alluring redness, and her breathing held an unusual rapidity.
While the foot clamp was comfortable, it… wasn't enough! Not humiliating enough! Not stimulating enough! My gaze fell upon her slightly curled, pearl-like round and lovely toes. So small, so delicate… if… if I could use these two tiny toes to clamp my equally small cock… what a shameful, what a stimulating sight that would be!
The moment this thought arose, I could no longer suppress it!
"Ying'er… my good Ying'er…" My voice grew hoarser with excitement, laced with tempting coaxing and a subtle, imperceptible command, "Just clamping like this… isn't enough for your husband…" As I spoke, I slowed my thrusts, tracing gentle circles with my glans on the soles of her clasped feet, "Use… use your toes… yes… just like that black dog Zaha did to you just now… clamp your useless husband's small thing… alright?"
My words were soft, like a lover's whisper, but their content was full of malicious guidance and humiliating comparison!
Li Ying seemed not to have fully understood my words, only letting out a faint, ticklish moan due to the teasing of my glans. Her toes twitched unconsciously, as if wanting to pull away, yet also seeming drawn by the unusual stimulation.
"Clamp it… Ying'er… use your most beautiful toes… clamp your husband's small and short cock…" I patiently, persuasively guided her, carefully probing my stiff little cock towards the slightly parted gap between her toes, "Just like this… yes… clamp tight… let your husband feel… what it's like to be fucked to ejaculation by Ying'er's slutty toes…"
Perhaps my guidance worked, or perhaps it was her body's instinctive reaction under the afterglow of orgasm and the effect of the drugs. Her two fair, tender toes, like green onions – her big toe and forefinger toe – actually tightened slightly, like clam shells, gently… clamping the head of my trembling, three-inch cock!
FUCK!!! She clamped it!!!
An indescribable, intensely mixed sensation of extreme shame and extreme excitement instantly pierced through my entire body like the fiercest electric current! My mind went blank!
So shameful! It was utterly shameful! I, a dignified seven-foot man, was now clamped by my wife's two tiny toes on my life-root! And these feet had just been rubbed by a black slave's cock! This was an absolute disgrace! But at the same time… it was so stimulating! So fucking good!
Her two toes were so soft, so flexible, tightly embracing my glans. Each subtle wiggle and squeeze brought a soul-stirring stimulation several times more intense than a foot clamp! The feeling was… it was as if my tiny little cock had finally found its only home! A unique "slutty cunt" belonging only to it, formed by my wife's toes!
"Oh… Ying'er… slutty Ying'er… well clamped… your husband feels so good…" I could no longer control myself, letting out heavy, animalistic gasps and moans of satisfaction, "Just like that… use those slutty toes of yours… clamp hard… clamp your useless little cock… until it breaks… until it ejaculates…"
My body trembled violently from extreme excitement, and intense contractions rippled through my lower abdomen! I knew I was about to ejaculate! But not yet! Just one last step!
I looked up at her still dazed and languid face, and with a voice filled with tears and endless craving, I guided her, as if coaxing a naive child to speak forbidden words:
"Ying'er… say it… say it out loud… tell your husband… is your husband's cock… very small… very useless…?" My voice trembled, filled with masochistic pleasure, "Tell your husband… you can clamp it… with just two toes… you can… fuck it to ejaculation…"
Li Ying seemed even more bewildered by my strange request. She tilted her head slightly, her vacant, dazed eyes looking at me, seemingly struggling to understand my words. After a moment, as if in a dream, she slowly, disjointedly repeated in a slurred, yet fatally seductive, soft, and languid tone:
"Husband's… cock… small… useless… toes… clamp it… fuck… fuck to ejaculation…"
*Boom—!!!*
It was as if the final floodgate had completely burst! Her words, like the most precise incantation, instantly detonated all the desires accumulated within me!
Ultimate shame! Ultimate excitement! Ultimate satisfaction!
"Ahhhh—!!! Slut! My slutty Madam Ying'er! Fucked to ejaculation by your slutty toes!!!"
I let out a scream, suppressed to its limit, mixed with a tearful whine and ecstatic roar! My hips thrust forward abruptly! That small dick, tightly clamped by her two fair toes, twitched violently, pitifully, a few times!
Immediately after, a white, turbid fluid, thicker and hotter than any time before, mixed with all my humiliation, excitement, love, and perverse satisfaction, gushed out like a broken dam from the tip of my small, three-inch cock! It completely splattered between her two fair, tender, slightly curled toes! And onto that delicate instep, already imbued with the scent of the black slave!!!
This ejaculation brought an unprecedented pleasure! It wasn't just a physical release, but a spiritual peak experience! To have my beloved wife, using toes just "defiled" by the black slave, clamping my insignificant cock, and then ejaculating after verbally humiliating myself... This pleasure, brought about by the superposition of multiple taboos, made me feel ecstatic, almost to the point of fainting!
The afterglow of the orgasm lingered, refusing to dissipate. I was completely drained, collapsing limply between her legs, gasping for breath. Only that small cock, utterly flaccid after ejaculating, still clung wetly in the gaps of her semen-stained toes, recounting the thrilling and utterly humiliating joy of just now...
The afterglow of the orgasm slowly receded like a warm tide, leaving behind an exhaustion that penetrated to the bone, and a strange sense of satisfaction that was both empty and incredibly full. I still lay between Li Ying's soft, warm thighs. That small cock, which had just experienced extreme humiliation and pleasure, was now completely flaccid, limp and covered in sticky white semen, pitifully clinging in the slightly curled gaps of her toes, which were also stained with my filthy essence.
I gasped for air, greedily inhaling the unique scent in the air—a mixture of Black Fascination Incense, herbs, sweat, and... mine and Zaha's semen. This smell was more intoxicating than any fine wine in the world!
I slowly raised my head and looked at Li Ying, so close to me. She was still sprawled on the soft couch, her eyes vacant and hazy, like an exquisite, soulless puppet. Only the faint rise and fall of her chest proved she was still alive, still in this absurd and stimulating game led by me.
Watching her utterly "played out" appearance, my heart was filled with pity, but even more so, a perverse, all-controlling sense of satisfaction. Her degradation, her breakdown, her helplessness... all became the perfect nourishment for my twisted desires.
My gaze fell on my own semen-covered, limp little thing, then on Li Ying's jade feet and toes, also covered in the same filth. Fuck, it was so goddamn dirty, but also so goddamn exhilarating!
I forced my somewhat weak body to semi-kneel before her, then gently took hold of one of her still soft wrists. Her hand was a little cold, her fingertips still trembling slightly.
"Ying'er... my good Ying'er..." My voice was hoarse and gentle, carrying a hint of post-ejaculatory languor and a strange satisfaction, "Help your husband... clean this dirty thing..."
I placed my semen-covered, three-inch cock into her soft palm.
Li Ying didn't seem to understand my words; her body just instinctively trembled when I placed the sticky thing in her hand. Her eyes remained vacant and confused, as if she merely took my action as some form of... comfort?
Her fingers moved unconsciously, as if wanting to grip, or perhaps to push away. Her soft, cold fingertips touched the warm, sticky skin of my cock, bringing a strange sensation, a peculiar blend of disdain and intimacy. Her clumsy, unconscious movements, rather than cleaning, were more like... aimlessly toying with a new, sticky plaything.
"Yes... just like that... Ying'er's hands are so clever..." I murmured coaxingly, watching her noble and slender jade hands clumsily, unconsciously, wipe away the humble, insignificant "dirty thing" that had just ejaculated between her toes. An ineffable, "disdained" sense of humiliating pleasure welled up in my heart!
She had no idea what she was doing! She simply treated me as... some kind of stain that needed cleaning! She might even, subconsciously, perceive my little cock and the semen I ejaculated as the same kind of filth that Zaha had left behind earlier!
This realization filled me with both shame and excitement! I could almost see her expression after she regained clarity and realized what she had just done: horror, disgust, and the desire to immediately chop off her own hands! Fuck! Just thinking about it made me want to get hard again!
After she had roughly "cleaned" my little cock with her semen-stained hands, I contentedly withdrew it.
"Ying'er is so good..." I praised softly, as if the previous scene had been nothing but ordinary marital intimacy. Then, I got up, fetched clean hot water, and began to carefully clean her body.
With a warm cloth, I gently wiped away the tear stains and sweat from her face, the sweat marks from her neck and chest, the mess in her crotch... Finally, I once again lifted her jade feet, which had endured so much "hardship," and with the most devout and gentle movements, meticulously washed away the lingering residue of my semen, and perhaps the "essence" of Zaha mixed within it, bit by bit, until they were completely clean.
Each wipe was like performing a sacred baptism. What was washed away was filth, but what remained was an even deeper imprint, carved into the depths of her soul.
Once she was clean, I changed her into a fresh nightgown, then gently picked her up like a precious treasure. I left the side hall, which was filled with a lewd atmosphere, and headed towards the bedroom. She was still in a semi-conscious state, docilely nestled in my arms, breathing evenly, seemingly having fallen into a deep sleep.
I gently placed her on the soft bed in the bedroom and covered her with a brocade quilt. Looking at her serene, yet still slightly flushed, sleeping face, my heart was filled with complex emotions.
After settling Li Ying, I suppressed my physical exhaustion and quietly went to the study. Lighting the candle, I took out that private booklet. My excitement was still unquelled.
Tonight's harvest was immense! The Black Fascination Incense's effect exceeded expectations! Zaha, that black dog, also performed exceptionally well! Ying'er's reaction was unexpectedly intense! Especially that final toe-footjob and humiliating ejaculation... it was simply the peak experience of my cuckold slave life!
I licked my somewhat dry lips, picked up the brush, and began to write furiously, meticulously recording every detail of what happened tonight, including Li Ying's unconscious reactions, the details of Zaha's ejaculation through his pants, my two humiliating ejaculations, and my perverse thoughts about the "special" foot bath water. Every word pulsed with burning heat and trembling excitement!
After finishing the record, I began to plan the next step.
The Black Fascination Incense's effect is significant, I must continue using it! Next time, I can let Zaha try a more intimate contact, such as... using that big black cock, no longer through his pants, but directly... rubbing Ying'er's sole or even her calves? Just thinking about it makes my blood boil!
Stockings! Oh, right, stockings! The black, white, and nude stockings from the [Newbie Silk Stockings Gift Pack]... it's time for them to make their appearance! Next time, Ying'er must wear black stockings! Paired with those transparent crystal high heels! Let Zaha lick her toes through the stockings! Or even... tear the stockings with his teeth?! Fuck! That scene is too beautiful, I dare not imagine!
One more thing! Although Ying'er's reaction was intense tonight, she remained in a state of blurry consciousness. While this certainly reduced her pain and resistance, it also lacked the shame and stimulation of being fully conscious. Next time... perhaps I can try reducing the dosage of the Black Fascination Incense? Or... use other methods to make her experience this taboo pleasure in a semi-conscious state? Let her clearly know that she is being played with by a humble black slave's cock on her soles! Let her make her own choice between conscious shame and physical desire! This might be... a higher level of manipulation!
Yes! That's what I'll do! Next time, stockings, high heels, reduced dosage of Black Fascination Incense... and... a more advanced, conscious humiliation!
I meticulously wrote down the new plan in the booklet, filled with infinite anticipation for the future. Outside the window, moonlight streamed down like water; the night was deep. And my grand cuckolding enterprise had just reached its climax!