The morning sun filtered through the window lattice, casting a soft glow on the red wood round table in the dining room, bathing the exquisite breakfast in a warm radiance. Li Ying, dressed in an elegant light blue ruqun, sat across from me. Her complexion looked much better than last night, though there was still a faint hint of tiredness in her eyes, likely from my torment the previous night.
"Ying'er, try this crystal shrimp dumpling. It was just delivered this morning, very fresh." I picked up a translucent shrimp dumpling and placed it on the white porcelain plate in front of her, a gentle, doting smile on my face, playing the role of a flawless, perfect husband.
"Mmm, thank you, husband." She raised her eyelids and gave me a gentle, docile smile. Her eyes still seemed to hold the remnants of last night's orgasm and a hint of almost imperceptible dependence. She seemed to have rationalized last night's crazy, shameful experiences as an overly passionate "marital pleasure," or perhaps she was touched by my "sincere confession" and trusted me even more.
Good, this is exactly how it should be. The more she is immersed in this false warmth, the stronger the contrast will be when I push her into the abyss again, and the more extreme my pleasure will be.
We chatted about light household matters as usual, discussing the weather, the flowers in the courtyard, or a new pastry from a shop. I completely avoided mentioning any details from the latter half of last night, as if that wild sexual activity filled with footjobs, licking, and humiliation had never happened. And Li Ying, too, seemed to deliberately avoid it, only occasionally, when my gaze swept over her, a blush would rise unnaturally to her cheeks, and her eyes would slightly dart away.
These subtle reactions, like the sweetest stimulant, made my heart secretly rejoice. It seemed that last night's subconscious implantation and bodily memory had already begun to take root in her heart.
After finishing breakfast, I put down my chopsticks, wiped the corner of my mouth with a napkin, and gently said to Li Ying, "Ying'er, I'm going to the medical clinic today. I might not be back for lunch. Rest well at home, don't overexert yourself."
"Mmm, husband, go ahead," she nodded obediently, then stood up and tidied my collar, her movements natural and intimate, "Don't work too hard."
"I know." I smiled and kissed her forehead, enjoying the warmth and dependence in her eyes, then turned and left the dining room. Beneath the mask of a perfect husband was the excitedly beating heart of a cuckold slave, and endless anticipation for the plan about to unfold.
The carriage quickly arrived at the medical clinic in Quchi District. Changing into my green robe, I began my day of consultations. There were still many patients today. I patiently treated them one by one, observing, listening, inquiring, and palpating, meticulously. The sense of accomplishment from saving lives and treating the injured did bring some satisfaction, but compared to the twisted pleasure of controlling others' destinies and manipulating minds, it was still far too little.
Close to noon, a young man with severe abdominal pain and a pale, greenish face was carried in. Upon inquiry, it was acute abdominal pain, accompanied by alternating chills and fever, with a taut, wiry pulse. I immediately diagnosed it as a Greater Bupleurum Decoction pattern, with both Shao Yang and interior excess syndromes. I immediately prescribed the formula and instructed my apprentice to quickly decoct the medicine. Watching the patient's pain ease and his complexion improve after taking the medicine, I felt a slight sense of relief. At the same time, the system's notification sound rang out at the opportune moment.
[System Prompt]
Task [Benevolent Healer] completed! Successfully treated a critically ill patient. Reward: 5 System Points!
Current System Points: 20 + 5 = 25 points!
Another 5 points! Only 10 points left until I can exchange for [Black Fascination Incense]! Just two more tasks needed! A wave of excitement surged through me.
In the afternoon, as patients dwindled, I handed over the consultations to my apprentices and went to the back hall's herbal medicine storage to continue my "secret" research.
I took out the previously ground powders of sandalwood, agarwood, and patchouli, and added some newly selected herbs, such as a small amount of exotic frankincense and benzoin, attempting to neutralize the overly obvious "aphrodisiac" quality of musk, making the fragrance more subtle and more deceptive.
I mixed different proportions of the powders, lit them in a small incense burner, and carefully distinguished the scent emitted after burning. Some were too strong, some too faint, others chaotic... I continuously adjusted the formula, like an alchemist engrossed in his craft, except I wasn't refining gold, but "magic potions" capable of eroding hearts and igniting forbidden desires.
This process was filled with the pleasure of control! Using my exquisite medical skills and knowledge of medicinal properties to formulate tools that served my perverted desires! This perfect fusion of the sacred and the profane, professionalism and perversion, was simply indescribable!
After repeated attempts, I finally concocted a relatively satisfactory incense powder. Its burning fragrance, at first sniff, was a subtle sandalwood and agarwood, with a calming and soothing effect. But upon closer inspection, one could detect a very faint, almost imperceptible, wild exotic aroma, and a hint of warmth that could stir restlessness deep within one's heart. This complex fragrance should subtly reduce Li Ying's aversion to the black man's body odor, and even... spark a hint of curiosity and fondness!
I contentedly put away the prepared incense powder, ready to combine it with the [Black Fascination Incense] once I had enough points to exchange for it. The effect would surely be even better!
Before leaving the medical clinic, I went to the West Market again and bought Li Ying's favorite hibiscus pastries. Playing the perfect husband was also an important part of the plan. Carrying the warm pastries, I got into the carriage and headed towards the residence in Yong'an Ward. My heart was filled with anticipation for the night—tonight, Zaha should "serve" again, combined with my carefully prepared "prelude"... My Ying'er, are you ready?
Holding the warm box of hibiscus pastries, I didn't immediately go to Li Ying. Some things had to be arranged beforehand. I walked through the gradually dimming courtyard, heading straight towards the servant quarters in the back.
Before I even got close, I saw Zaha's tall, dark figure already waiting at the door of his hut, as if he knew I was coming. When he saw me, he immediately lowered his head, bowing respectfully, but his tense muscles and slightly trembling body betrayed his inner nervousness and extreme excitement.
I walked up to him, my gaze sweeping over his robust, tower-like physique, lingering for a moment on the bulge in his crotch. Good, it seemed this black dog was already impatient.
"Look up." I commanded in a calm tone.
Zaha looked up at my words, his dark face glowing with an unusual sheen, his eyes darting away, not daring to meet mine, filled with awe and an uncontrollable, beast-like craving.
"Tonight, Madam will have a foot bath." I went straight to the point, my voice not loud, but carrying an unquestionable authority. "You, like last time, wait outside. Come in only when I instruct you."
"Yes, Master!" Zaha's voice was hoarse with excitement. The astonishingly large penis wrapped in his coarse cloth trousers seemed to swell even more, almost tearing through his pants!
"This time," I leaned closer to him, lowering my voice like a devil's whisper, filled with icy excitement, "it's not just about heating water… My gaze, like a venomous snake, darted back and forth between his face and his bulging crotch. "When you come in later, I will let you… thoroughly 'serve' Madam's jade feet."
Zaha's breathing suddenly caught! His eyes burst forth with incredible ecstasy and flames of desire! He almost knelt!
I raised a hand to stop him, continuing in a cold, suggestive tone: "Remember, your hands must be clean. You must not hurt Madam. But… the force must be enough. Madam likes to have her soles pressed hard, understand? Just like your black man's big hand, able to press water out of her tender-as-tofu soles!"
"Understood! This lowly one understands!" Zaha trembled with excitement, his dark face covered in sweat. His thick, hard, black cock was probably at its stiffest state now!
"Also," I paused, a cruel smile playing on my lips, "when massaging, keep your mouth clean. You can praise how beautiful, how white, how tender Madam's feet are… But, words that shouldn't be said, not a single one more. Your eyes, are only allowed to look at Madam's feet, anywhere else, if you dare to glance around…" My voice suddenly turned cold, "You know the consequences."
"This lowly one wouldn't dare! This lowly one would never dare!" Zaha shivered in fear, quickly assuring me.
"That's for the best." I nodded, satisfied, looking at his excited yet fearful expression. My desire for control was greatly fulfilled. "Besides massaging the soles, the toes… must also be served well. Use your fingers, like licking… No, use your tongue! Like a dog, lick Madam's toes! Lick every toe, every crevice, clean for me! Lick them until her toe gaps are full of your saliva! Did you hear me?!" I almost bit out the last few words, just imagining the scene, my little cock began to swell again!
"Yes! Yes! Master! This lowly one obeys!" Zaha's eyes were completely consumed by frenzied desire. He even unconsciously licked his lips, as if he had already tasted that ultimate delicacy!
"Now get out and prepare! And keep your cock in check for me! Don't you dare let it drip on the floor!" I coldly tossed out the command, no longer looking at him, and turned to walk towards the inner chamber. Zaha, that obedient stud, was completely under my control.
I regulated my slightly hurried breathing, a gentle smile returning to my face, and carried the lotus paste cake into the inner chamber. Li Ying was leaning on the soft couch, reading. Seeing me enter, a gentle smile immediately bloomed on her face.
"Husband, you're back!" She put down her book and rose to greet me.
"Mm," I handed her the lotus paste cake, "Look, I promised to bring it for you."
"Thank you, Husband!" She took it with delight, opening the oiled paper package, and a sweet aroma diffused into the air. She picked up a piece, carefully took a small bite, and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, like a kitten that had secretly gotten a treat.
Watching her contented and adorable demeanor, a warmth swelled in my heart. Of course, beneath this warmth lay an even more turbulent, dark desire. I walked forward and gently wrapped my arms around her slender waist from behind, resting my chin on the crown of her fragrant hair. "Is it good?"
"Mm! Delicious!" She nodded, then brought the remaining half of the cake to my lips, "Husband, you try some too."
I opened my mouth and took a bite, then took the opportunity to peck her soft lips. "It tastes even better when Ying'er feeds it to me."
Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she gave me a charming, petulant glance, but she didn't push me away. Instead, she leaned into my embrace. "Husband, were you tired at the clinic today?"
"Not bad," I held her soft body, feeling her exquisite curves, calculating inwardly. "By the way, Ying'er, did you sleep well last night? How was the calming decoction?"
"Mm, I slept very well." She rubbed against me in my arms, her voice a little languid, "Thanks to Husband's decoction… and… and Husband's massage…" When she mentioned "massage," her voice visibly lowered, her cheeks flushed again, and her body seemed to stiffen slightly.
"Oh? So Ying'er really likes her husband's massage?" My heart stirred, and I deliberately pressed, gently pinching a sensitive spot on her waist.
"Oh… Husband…" she gasped softly, squirming a little, but didn't explicitly deny it. She just buried her face deeper in embarrassment, "It's just… it's a little tiring…"
"The more tired you are, the more you need to relax," I seized the opportunity, my tone gentle yet undeniable, "I think we should continue soaking your feet with that formula tonight. It invigorates blood and calms the spirit; it's the best thing for your body."
She was silent for a moment, seemingly hesitant, but finally nodded lightly, her voice barely a whisper: "…Whatever Husband says."
Mission accomplished! I smiled, satisfied, and kissed her smooth cheek. "Then I will go to the study to handle some matters, and come back later."
Leaving the inner chamber, I went directly to the study. Closing the door, I eagerly took out the "Black Fascination Incense" powder I had just mixed that afternoon. Although I didn't have enough points to exchange for the genuine system product, trying out my "knock-off" version was still good.
I took out a small bronze censer, put a small amount of the incense powder in, and lit it with a fire starter. Soon, a thin wisp of green smoke curled upwards, and a complex aroma began to permeate the study. At first whiff, it was a subtle blend of sandalwood and agarwood, truly having a calming and centering effect. I closed my eyes and carefully observed.
Gradually, a faint, almost imperceptible, peculiar scent, carrying a hint of wildness and warmth, began to separate from the base notes of sandalwood and agarwood, like an exotic dancer hidden behind a veil, quietly extending tendrils of temptation. This scent wasn't pungent; instead, it possessed a strange allure that made me involuntarily deepen my breathing, and my heart seemed to beat a little faster. More importantly, it genuinely seemed to stir a primitive, suppressed restlessness deep within one's heart…
Not bad! While it couldn't compare to the system's product, it was still quite interesting! Once I accumulated enough points to exchange for the genuine [Black Fascination Incense], and then mixed the two, the effect would surely be astonishing!
After testing the incense, I carefully put away the remaining powder, then re-spread the paper and began to refine my cuckold plan. Zaha was already arranged. The key tonight was to observe Li Ying's reaction under the influence of the incense and Zaha's "upgraded" service. If all went well, next time, I could try to advance Zaha's "service" further, such as… letting him rub Li Ying's soles with his thick, black cock? Or even… letting her touch it with her hand?
Thinking of these things, my little cock began to swell again, disobediently. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. Besides Zaha, the use of modern items also needed to be put on the agenda. The effect of high heels had already been verified; next time, I could have Li Ying wear them to receive Zaha's service. And stockings… perhaps I could start with ordinary silk socks, letting her gradually adapt to that smooth, tight sensation… The [Spade Tattoo] and [Black Jade Anklet] in the system mall also needed to be unlocked as soon as possible…
I recorded these thoughts one by one, charting a detailed route map to the abyss of debauchery. Night deepened, and the candlelight flickered, illuminating the calm yet insane expression on my face. All preparations were complete, just waiting for nightfall for the show to begin.
After dinner, I chatted with Li Ying in the courtyard for a while. Seeing the moon high in the sky and the Hai hour (9 PM - 11 PM) already arrived, I led her by the hand back to the inner chamber and brought her to the side hall connected to the bedroom. Everything for the foot bath had already been arranged there according to my instructions—a comfortable soft couch, a cedar wood tub filled with hot water, and clean towels and a footstool.
"Ying'er, please sit here for a moment. Your husband will be right back." I said softly to Li Ying, giving her a light kiss on the cheek, then turned and walked towards the censer in the corner.
With my back to Li Ying, I took out the self-made "Black Fascination Incense" powder I had prepared that afternoon from my sleeve, carefully sprinkled it into the censer, and lit it with a fire starter. A thin wisp of green smoke slowly curled upwards and quickly diffused into the air. The complex aroma, a mix of sandalwood, agarwood, and a faint, almost imperceptible exotic wildness, began to silently permeate the side hall, blending with the warm steam rising from the herbal packet in the wooden tub, creating an ambiguous and peculiar atmosphere. I secretly observed Li Ying. Her expression seemed normal, though her nostrils subtly flared when the scent wafted past.
Good, everything was going according to plan.
I walked back to the soft couch and helped Li Ying sit down. "Come, my good wife, let your husband serve you."
A hint of shyness on her face, she obediently lifted the hem of her silk nightgown, revealing her pair of jade feet, perfect like works of art. Under the flickering candlelight, her skin was fair and delicate, her ankles slender, her arches graceful, and her toes round like pearls, exuding a fatal allure. Just looking at them, my little cock began to swell restlessly again.
I half-knelt before her, carefully placing her perfect feet into the moderately warm medicinal water. "Mmm…" She sighed comfortably, her body relaxing as she leaned back on the soft couch, tilting her head slightly upwards.
I first immersed my own hands in the water, then gently held her ankle, beginning to softly massage and relax her calves and ankles. My movements were gentle, filled with infinite tenderness, as if I were merely a considerate husband serving his wife. But my heart was already churning with turbulent dark desires for the impending scene.
After massaging for a moment, feeling the time was right, I looked up and called out towards the door: "Zaha!"
A heavy thud of footsteps immediately came from outside the door. Soon, Zaha's tall and burly figure appeared in the doorway. He had changed into a clean, coarse cloth short-sleeved top and pants. His dark skin gleamed with an oily sheen under the candlelight, his muscles taut, and his whole being radiated a strong, suppressed male aura. His gaze was lowered, not daring to look at Li Ying, and he merely bowed to me: "Master."
I could clearly see that the crotch of his coarse cloth pants was already towering and menacingly supporting an astonishing tent! The degree of bulge was even greater than it had been in the study that afternoon! It seemed this black dog was at his peak of excitement!
"Come in." I commanded faintly.
Zaha obeyed, entering the side hall and dutifully kneeling beside me, head bowed, not daring to overstep in the slightest. Li Ying seemed a bit uncomfortable, her body shifting slightly, but she said nothing.
"Madam's jade feet need a good massage," I said to Zaha in a calm tone, but my eyes held an undeniable command, "Especially the soles, press hard, understood? Use your black man's brute strength to serve Madam well!"
"Yes! Master!" Zaha's voice trembled slightly with excitement. He raised his head, his gaze finally falling on the pair of fair, alluring jade feet soaking in the water, and his eyes instantly erupted with a greedy and fervent light!
"Begin." I moved back a little, yielding the position to Zaha, and sat on a nearby footstool, adopting an air of supervision. My gaze, however, was like a hawk's, tightly locked onto everything that was about to unfold. My heart pounded in my chest; anticipation and excitement almost made me tremble!
Zaha took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm his excited emotions. He carefully extended his large, dark hands, which stood in stark contrast to Li Ying's jade feet, and gently grasped one of Li Ying's ankles. The delicate, slippery touch made his dark face instantly flush, and his breathing became heavy!
He lifted Li Ying's jade foot out of the water, gently wiped it dry with the nearby cloth, and then placed it on his rough thigh. Although his movements were as gentle as possible, the strong visual impact of his calloused hands against Li Ying's tender, fair jade foot made me instantly gasp, and my little cock stiffened even more!
Following my instructions, Zaha placed his thick, dark thumb on Li Ying's pink, slightly indented sole! Then, he began to press down hard, deeply!
"Ugh!" Li Ying's body trembled violently! Her toes instantly curled! She let out a short, suppressed gasp, seemingly wanting to pull her foot back, but Zaha's hand held her ankle like an iron clamp, immobilizing her!
"Harder! Haven't you eaten?!" I snapped coldly, a hint of impatience in my tone, though inwardly I was already bursting with excitement!
Zaha was startled by my rebuke and quickly increased the pressure! His thick thumb spun and ground fiercely on her sensitive sole like a drill! One could clearly see Li Ying's fair sole slightly indenting from the pressure, and the surrounding skin flushed with an ambiguous red!
"Ah… it hurts… lighter…" Li Ying finally couldn't help but let out a tearful moan, her body twisting, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead. To be pressed so forcefully on her most sensitive part by a strange, burly black slave, this mix of shame and pain, combined with the strange stimulation from the medicine and incense, made her almost collapse!
Zaha seemed to be aroused by Li Ying's painful yet alluring appearance; his breathing grew heavier. His pressing movements, though obediently forceful, subtly carried a sadistic pleasure he himself might not have noticed! Sweat also beaded on his dark forehead, and that scorching hard cock in his crotch pushed against his pants as if it would rip them open!
I watched all this with cold eyes, my excitement erupting like a volcano! Jealousy! Humiliation! Control! Excitement! All emotions intertwined, making my brain dizzy, my little cock purple with engorgement, almost bleeding! I watched Zaha's black hands ravaging Li Ying's jade feet, imagining them exploring other parts of her body… imagining his menacing "big black cock" deeply penetrating her…
The torment of her soles continued for a while, until Li Ying's moans gradually changed tone, from initial cries of pain to suppressed whimpers with strange tremors. Her body no longer twisted in resistance, but instead trembled unconsciously from the stimulation. Only then did I slowly speak, my voice like an icy viper:
"Toes."
Hearing this, Zaha paused his movements, then his eyes burst forth with an even more fervent light! He released his ravaging of her soles and instead, his rough, large hands covered Li Ying's five toes, which were already tightly curled like startled pearls!
He roughly pried open her joined toes one by one, and then, following my previous instruction, he lowered his large, dark head and opened his mouth…
A hot, moist, rough tongue, like a barbed beast's, just like that… without warning, fiercely licked Li Ying's fair, tender, and slightly trembling toes!
"Ah---!!!"
Li Ying let out a tearing scream! Her body sprang up as if struck by lightning! She opened her eyes wide in horror, her pupils dilated from extreme shock and shame! What did she see?! That lowly black slave… actually… actually licking her feet?! Her jade feet, which even I usually only kissed so carefully?!
But this scream was quickly swallowed deep in her throat, transforming into broken, uncontrollable whimpers and gasps! An unfamiliar pleasure, a hundred times more intense than when her soles were pressed, like an electric current, instantly swept through her entire body! Her mind went blank, and her body completely lost control!
Zaha also seemed to have lost his mind, stimulated by this sudden, extreme sensation! He let out a satisfied, beast-like growl, licking each of Li Ying's toes more forcefully and greedily! His broad tongue curled flexibly, sucking each of her toes into his mouth, even probing between the delicate toe gaps, making embarrassing, smacking, wet sounds!
Saliva mixed with medicinal water flowed wantonly over her fair insteps, leaving her perfect jade feet a complete mess!
Li Ying trembled violently, her hands clutching the soft cushion beneath her, knuckles white from exertion! Her body involuntarily arched, her legs uncontrollably spreading and closing. Her crotch was already flooded, streams of hot, wanton fluid continuously gushing out, drenching a large area of the cushion beneath her! She wanted to scream, wanted to struggle, but the overwhelming pleasure from her body and the immense psychological shame left her without a shred of strength. She could only emit broken, dying animalistic moans!
And I, sitting to the side, took all of this in! I watched Zaha's black head buried between Li Ying's jade feet, watched his greedy, licking tongue, watched Li Ying's appearance, utterly broken, both tormented and debauched, on the verge of climax! My breathing was as rapid as a broken bellows, my eyes bloodshot from congestion! My little cock was already hard as a branding iron, its tip constantly oozing viscous fluid!
The ultimate visual impact! The ultimate psychological stimulation! The ultimate humiliation pleasure!
I was almost going to ejaculate on the spot from this intense stimulation! I fiercely covered my mouth with my hand, barely suppressing a moan! My body trembled violently from extreme excitement!
I bit my lip hard, tasting a hint of metallic sweetness in my mouth, and barely managed to suppress the desire that was about to erupt! Fuck! It was too stimulating! This scene was simply a hundred times more pleasurable than me fucking Li Ying's slutty cunt myself!
Watching Zaha's huge black head buried between Li Ying's dazzling white jade feet, watching his rough, dark tongue, like a venomous snake, greedily and tirelessly licking, sucking my wife's noble, tender toes, making smacking, obscenely wet sounds… Watching Li Ying's utterly broken, debauched appearance, struggling on the edge of climax… My brain felt as if it were filled with molten lava, every nerve screaming with excitement!
My little cock was already hard as a red-hot iron rod, only a pitiful three inches long, yet it ached so much it felt like it would break! The tiny meatus at its tip constantly secreted viscous fluid, drenching my underpants. I could feel blood rushing madly to my lower body, each heartbeat a violent throb, as if it would uncontrollably spurt out the next second!
No! I can't cum yet! It would be too cheap to cum now! I want to watch! I want to watch every single detail! Watch how my Ying'er, in the mouth of this lowly black slave, gradually descends into complete depravity! I want to engrave this scene, every single detail, deeply into my mind! This is the ultimate enjoyment! The ultimate path of the cuckold slave!
I forced myself to take a deep breath, suppressing the moan that was about to escape back into the depths of my throat. I could even smell the complex aroma permeating the air—the refreshing scent of medicinal herbs, the exotic warmth of my homemade incense, the salty dampness of sweat, the strong black body odor emanating from Zaha, and…the scent of lustful fluid, pungent and fishy, constantly gushing from Li Ying's inner thighs… All of this mingled together, forming a repulsive yet incredibly stimulating "aphrodisiac" unique to this immoral scene!
Li Ying had completely lost the ability to resist. Her body was like a marionette with severed strings, completely controlled by the strange and intense pleasure emanating from her feet. She trembled violently all over, her pink silk sleepwear already soaked through with sweat and the lustful fluid gushing from her lower body, clinging tightly to her, outlining her full, undulating curves. Her hands desperately clutched the soft cushion beneath her, knuckles white, as if it were her last straw. Her lips were bitten raw, yet she still couldn't stop the broken, crying moans and gasps from spilling from deep within her throat: "Mm…ah…stop…don't lick anymore…wuwu…I can't take it…husband…save me…ah…"
She was calling for my help! As she was being ravaged by the black slave's tongue, on the verge of collapse, she unconsciously pleaded for help from me, the husband who had arranged all of this! Haha! This was simply the most beautiful sound in the world!
Zaha seemed to not hear Li Ying's cries at all, or perhaps he deliberately ignored them. He was like a beast that had tasted blood, eyes bloodshot, completely immersed in the pleasure of conquering those perfect jade feet with his tongue. His tongue probed even more agilely between Li Ying's delicate toes, sucking and churning forcefully, as if to fill every crevice between her toes with his saliva! He even let out a satisfied, beast-like growl!
I noticed that after one of Zaha's particularly forceful sucks and tongue probes into her toe gaps, Li Ying's body suddenly arched into an astonishing curve, her legs splayed uncontrollably, and a more tumultuous gush of hot fluid erupted from her inner thighs! Her moans also rose to a sharp, almost voiceless pitch!
Fuck! She orgasmed from being licked?! Just from having her toes licked?!
This realization was like the strongest aphrodisiac, instantly igniting the desires accumulated within me! I could no longer suppress it! But at this critical moment, the last shred of "director's" calm in my mind gained the upper hand. It wasn't time to end it yet! We'd stop here for today! The orgasm had to be achieved in a more stimulating, more humiliating scenario!
"Stop!" I forced these two words out from between my teeth with all my might, my voice hoarse and distorted from extreme excitement and suppression.
Zaha's movements abruptly halted; he seemed not yet to have recovered from the intense pleasure. He slowly lifted his head, his dark face smeared with saliva and the fluid from Li Ying's feet, his eyes filled with bewilderment and unsatisfied frenzy. His lips were swollen and red, a crystalline drop of saliva still clinging to the corner of his mouth, and his monstrous big cock still stood erect, pushing his crotch as if about to explode!
Li Ying also let out a whimper due to the sudden halt, her body collapsing limply onto the soft couch, gasping for air,
her eyes still unfocused,
only her violently heaving chest and the continuously flowing lustful fluid from her inner thighs proved how intense the storm had just been.
I forcefully suppressed the urge to immediately pounce and lick Li Ying's jade feet, which were covered in Zaha's saliva, and swept my gaze coldly over Zaha, who was still kneeling on the ground. "Get out."
Zaha seemed to finally realize his impropriety just now, a flicker of fear in his eyes, he quickly lowered his head, haphazardly wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, then scrambled to his feet on all fours, not daring to look at Li Ying again, almost stumbling and crawling out of the side hall.
In the side hall, only I remained, along with Li Ying, who was sprawled limply on the soft couch, disheveled and discomfited, and the thick, decadent scent permeating the air.