In the study, candlelight flickered as I sat at my desk, carefully examining the newly unlocked stocking and high heel styles in the system interface. The variety was dazzling!
The stocking series, in addition to basic black, white, and nude, also included more seductive colors like wine red and deep purple. There were more choices in material too; besides common nylon stockings, there was velvet, lace, and even styles with a pearlescent sheen! Fishnet stockings, garter stockings, over-the-knee stockings… each one exuded a fatal temptation! Imagining Ying'er in these different styles of stockings, her noble self enveloped in these modern, erotically charged fabrics—what a lewd sight that would be!
The high heel series was equally splendid. Besides the transparent crystal sandals from before, there were now stiletto heels, chunky peep-toes, strappy designs, and various other styles. The colors were richer, and some even featured rhinestones or feathers! One particular ankle boot caught my special attention; its design, tightly encasing the ankle, would better highlight the leg lines and be more convenient for certain… special games…
As I browsed, I secretly calculated which ones to exchange for next. Stockings were consumables, especially with Zaha's rough play; I'd probably need to keep a few pairs in stock. High heels could be matched with different outfits and scenarios… Points, points, still not enough! It seems I must be more active in acquiring points!
After finishing my system research, I rose again and headed to the backyard. This overly excited black dog still needed some chastising, and incidentally… I would also dangle a bigger carrot for him, to give him more motivation.
Under the moonlight, Zaha was sitting outside his hut, seemingly still savoring the "good deed" from earlier. Seeing my silhouette, he immediately sprang up like a coiled spring, his face showing excitement and a hint of unease, and respectfully knelt on the ground: "Master!"
"Get up," I said, walking towards him, observing him by the moonlight. He had put his trousers back on, but the bulging outline was still astonishing. It seemed the black stocking footjob with internal ejaculation had pleased him immensely.
"Tonight… your performance was acceptable," I evaluated lightly, deliberately prolonging my tone.
"Th-thank you for your praise, Master!" Zaha's voice was distorted with excitement.
"Acceptable does not mean perfect," I changed my tone, making it stern. "Those last few thrusts were too rough! You tore the stockings! Those are Madam's beloved possessions; if Madam blames you…"
"This lowly one deserves death! This lowly one deserves death!" Zaha was so frightened he immediately kowtowed again. "This lowly one lost control for a moment… I beg Master for punishment!"
"There's no need for punishment," I waved my hand. "After all… Madam seemed quite 'satisfied' in the end." I watched as hope rekindled in his eyes, and continued in a seductive tone, "Next time… if you can control your strength, both making Madam comfortable and not damaging things… perhaps… the reward will be greater…"
"Greater reward?" Zaha snapped his head up, his eyes filled with fervent anticipation!
"For instance…" I leaned closer to him, lowering my voice, whispering like a devil, "Have her wear those beautiful crystal-like shoes… and let you, through the stockings… lick those shoes…" I deliberately paused, watching his heavy breathing from excitement, "And even… if Madam allows… let you use this big cock of yours… to touch her wearing stockings and crystal shoes again…"
"Master!" Zaha could no longer suppress his inner excitement, letting out a suppressed roar, his eyes filled with endless gratitude and fervent adoration for me! As if I were a god who bestowed upon him supreme grace!
"Remember! You must obey my every command!" I warned again. "Without my permission, you can do nothing! Otherwise… you know the consequences!"
"Yes! This lowly one understands! This lowly one will only obey Master's commands!" Zaha nodded frantically, like the most loyal hunting dog.
"Very good, you may go now." I waved my hand, satisfied.
Back in the study, I took out the pair of damaged black stockings from my sleeve, still warm and sticky. Under the candlelight, the tears in the black stockings and the dried, solidified mixed semen (mostly Zaha's) were clearly visible, exuding a lewd and sinful aura.
I brought this special "souvenir" to my nose and lightly sniffed. The complex scent, a mix of Ying'er's body fragrance, sweat, and my and Zaha's semen, acted like the strongest aphrodisiac, making my heart race again, and my small cock began to fill with blood restlessly.
I carefully folded this story-filled, damaged pair of black stockings and placed them into a pre-prepared brocade box, then meticulously locked the box into the bottom drawer of my desk. This was my treasure, another important milestone in my cuckold journey!
After doing all this, a deep weariness washed over me. Tonight's stimulation had been too intense; both mentally and physically, it was a huge drain.
I blew out the candles in the study and quietly returned to the bedroom. Li Ying was still sleeping soundly, her breathing even, her serene sleeping face appearing especially pure in the hazy moonlight.
I took off my outer robe, changed into my nightclothes, then gently lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down beside her. Embracing her soft, fragrant body, feeling the warmth of her skin and her steady breathing, my heart gradually calmed.
By day, I was Physician Wu, healing the world, the master of this manor, her gentle and considerate husband. By night, I was the cuckold slave hiding in the dark, peeking at my wife being ravaged by a black slave, a pervert enjoying extreme humiliation and pleasure.
These two starkly different identities now strangely merged within me. I no longer felt struggle or contradiction; instead… I revelled in it. Watching her gradually fall into depravity under my guidance, blooming into her innermost lewd and true self, gave me a sense of satisfaction akin to creating a work of art.
And this "artwork" was far from complete.
I closed my eyes, and my mind conjured the next plan—Ying'er, wearing sexy stockings and tempting high heels, in a more conscious state, being rubbed and licked by a black cock… and even…
Carrying endless anticipation for the future and lingering afterglow, I embraced my warm, fragrant, soft jade wife, and gradually drifted into a dream. Tomorrow would be another day full of the unknown and excitement.
Embracing Li Ying's soft body, her fresh scent lingering at my nose after her bath, I still couldn't fall asleep for a long time. The lewd and stimulating scenes from tonight kept replaying in my mind. The exhaustion of my body intertwined with the excitement of my mind, creating a strange sense of imbalance.
No, I couldn't just sleep like this. I needed to do something to plan for tomorrow, and… for the longer future.
I gently withdrew the arm Li Ying was lying on, carefully got out of bed, put on my outer robe, and returned to the study once more.
Lighting the candle, the study still carried faint traces of incense and… a subtle, almost imperceptible, acrid smell of mine and Zaha's semen. This scent, far from bothering me, invigorated my spirits.
I sat down at the desk, spread out paper and pen, and began planning my work at the medical clinic for tomorrow. Today's [Benevolent Healer] task went relatively smoothly, but such difficult and complicated illnesses were rare. To consistently acquire system points, I had to find another way. Perhaps… I could try to improve some common prescriptions? Or, using modern medical knowledge, combine it with acupuncture to create new therapies? This would both enhance my reputation, attract more patients, and potentially trigger new system tasks. Hmm, this was worth serious study.
Next, my thoughts turned to the [High Heel Fascination - Beginner] task. Having Li Ying engage in a non-foot sexual act while wearing high heels… that shouldn't be difficult. Didn't I successfully ejaculate internally last time when she wore high heels? However, since the system reissued this task, perhaps it hoped I'd play a new trick?
High heel sex… Last time it was doggy style and missionary… This time I could try other positions… like having her stand, leaning against the wall, and I from behind… or having her lie down, legs draped over my shoulders, wearing high heels… or even… having her ride me while wearing high heels?
Moreover, the task description was "non-foot sexual act," which opened up a wide range of possibilities… Oral sex? Titfuck? Even… anal sex? Doing these while wearing high heels… just thinking about it made me excited!
However… two consecutive nights of stimulation would be too much for Ying'er. She was unconscious by the end of tonight. Tomorrow, she must rest well; no more "foot baths" or similar activities. I'd ease up for a few days, let her recover physically and mentally, then complete this [High Heel Fascination] task later. This also gave me time to thoroughly research medical arts, and incidentally… devise even more stimulating play.
Oh, and there was the [Zhenguan Green Estate]! This plan had been revolving in my mind. I retrieved a locked wooden box from a secret compartment in the bookshelf. Inside were some fragmented notes I'd collected about estates outside Chang'an City, along with some crude sketches I'd drawn myself.
This estate would be the core base for my future cuckold enterprise! It needed to be sufficiently secluded yet relatively accessible. The internal structure had to be meticulously designed, with spaces for daily living, as well as specialized secret rooms, observation rooms, and even… training rooms for various lewd activities!
I imagined, in the future, once the Zhenguan Green Estate was completed, what a scene it would be—
In the spacious and bright hall, guests would be seated, many of them high officials and nobles from Chang'an City. On the surface, they would chat and laugh, sipping tea and enjoying music, but in their eyes, there would be a glimmer of anticipation for the "show" to come.
And in the hidden side hall or secret room, my Ying'er, or… Ting'er, Lin'er, and even more "hostesses" I had meticulously selected and cultivated, would be wearing various sexy outfits—crotchless fishnet stockings, sheer gauze that barely covered their nipples, or those seductive high heels with peep-toe designs… They would be lounging languidly on soft couches, or restrained on special implements… awaiting the chosen "lucky ones"—perhaps Zaha, Abu, perhaps other stronger, more brutish black slaves, or even… those outwardly respectable guests!
And I, I would sit in a specially designed observation room, through one-way mirrors or hidden peepholes, enjoying it all! Watching my women succumb, moan, and orgasm under various large cocks! Watching them transform from shame and resistance to complete depravity! Watching them manipulate those men with ease!
There would be special incense there, more potent and with more varied effects than the current Black Fascination Incense! There would be all sorts of incredible modern erotic devices that I'd exchange from the system! And even… I could establish special "rituals" and "rules" to push cuckold culture to its extreme! For example… having all male guests wear green masks? For example… having Ying'er personally present "awards" to the men who gave her the "green hat"?
Thinking of these things, my heart couldn't help but pound! My blood flowed faster, and my small cock once again showed signs of rising!
The Zhenguan Green Estate! This would not just be a place to satisfy my personal desires, but a grand project to subvert the era's ethics and create a whole new cultural symbol! This was the true "value" I wanted to achieve by transmigrating to this era!
Of course, all of this would require time, money, and meticulous planning. Site selection, purchase, design, construction, recruitment… every step had to be flawless.
I recorded my thoughts, bit by bit, in notes and sketches, adding them to my previous materials. Although it was still a castle in the air, with every bit I recorded, this dream seemed to come a step closer to reality.
After locking away all the materials, the excitement in my heart and the anticipation for the future left me sleepless. But I knew my body needed rest. There was much to do tomorrow.
I blew out the candle in the study, checked the doors and windows one last time, and then quietly returned to the bedroom.
Li Ying was still sound asleep, a faint smile even playing on her lips, wondering what she was dreaming of.
I lay down beside her again, pulling her soft body into my embrace. Feeling her even breathing and warm body temperature, smelling the lingering fragrance in her hair, my heart became peaceful.
Tonight's madness and stimulation, the grand blueprint for the future… all were temporarily cast aside. At this moment, I just wanted to hold my wife and enjoy this fleeting moment of tenderness.
She was the root of my depravity, and also the driving force for my progress. Whatever the future held, she would be the most important person in my life.
With this complex yet genuine emotion, I finally closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Outside the window, the night was dark, and my magnificent cuckold life was just beginning.
Although my body screamed with fatigue, my brain was unusually excited and wide awake. Tonight's success showed me more possibilities, and I realized that to take the cuckold game to its extreme, raw stimulation alone was not enough; more systematic and subtle methods of conditioning were needed.
Among these, the power of language was crucial. The pleasure I felt last night when guiding Ying'er to utter those humiliating words was almost orgasmic! This spiritual torment and reversal of identity, its intensity even surpassed simple physical intercourse!
I decided to devise a more systematic set of humiliating vocabulary and commands for future conditioning. Not just for me, but also to teach her how to "serve" the men who brought her pleasure with her words, especially those two black dogs!
I spread out a new sheet of paper and began to write furiously:
"Cuckold Husband Conditioning Outline (First Draft)"
Chapter One: Husband's Self-Humiliation
Level One (Beginner): Repeat "Husband is useless," "Husband's dick is small." Suitable for initial guidance.
Level Two (Advanced): Incorporate comparative elements, such as "Husband's little cock is far inferior to the black dog's," "This little thing isn't even fit to lick Black Daddy's shoes." Suitable for deepening the sense of humiliation.
Level Three (Deepening): Add action commands, such as "Use these slutty feet, just fucked by a black dick, to crush husband's little cock," "Order husband to lick clean the cum left by Black Daddy." Suitable for specific scenarios and props.
Level Four (Extreme): Role-playing, such as "Slave Wu Tao, greetings, slutty mistress," "Please, mistress and Black Grandpa, punish this useless slave." Suitable for complete subversion of identity.
Chapter Two: Paramour Praise
Level One (Basic): Praise size and hardness, such as "Black Daddy's dick is so big and hard," "This big black cock will surely fuck this humble servant to death."
Level Two (Experience): Describe the feeling of being fucked, such as "The big black cock fucked this humble servant's pussy till it's ruined," "Filled by Black Daddy's big meat stick, it feels so good."
Level Three (Desire): Express active desire, such as "Please, Black Grandpa, fuck me harder," "This horny pussy wants Black Daddy's big cum."
Level Four (Worship): Deify the other party, such as "Black Daddy is this humble servant's heaven, this humble servant is willing to be Black Daddy's slave and whore for all lifetimes."
Chapter Three: Comprehensive Commands
Combine actions, expressions, and tone, for example: Command husband to kneel and observe the paramour fucking oneself, describing husband's uselessness in a contemptuous tone while being fucked.
Command husband to catch the paramour's ejaculated semen with his mouth and force him to swallow it.
Command husband to lick the paramour's dick and asshole.
...
As I wrote, I imagined Ying'er using her soft, melodious voice to utter these lewd words, and my small cock, unwillingly, became hard again! This conditioning outline was simply tailor-made for me! Once Ying'er fully adapted, I could even teach it to Ting'er and Lin'er, and even… other women in the future Zhenguan Green Estate!
After finishing the first draft of the outline, my mood calmed slightly. I then opened the system store again, wanting to see if there were any new, suitably priced low-level items. I'd skip the mind-control ones; I still preferred watching Ying'er gradually fall into depravity in a state of half-resistance, half-welcoming—that was far more interesting. Direct mind control would be too dull. Although the Black Fascination Incense had worked well this time, it had made her unconscious in the end, depriving me of much pleasure. In the future, I'd try to use it less or not at all, letting her feel things through her own instincts and my guidance.
The system store was dazzling, filled with all sorts of novel stockings, high heels, and erotic lingerie. The prices weren't too high, mostly between 10-50 points. It seemed the system was encouraging me to experiment. I noticed some interesting low-level items:
[Erotic Dice (Shame Edition)]: 5 points. Engraved with various humiliating commands or body parts; rolling them determines the play. Increases randomness and fun.
[Edible Massage Oil (Strawberry Flavor)]: 8 points. Not only lubricating, but also edible, increasing the pleasure of oral sex or licking.
[Feather Teasing Stick]: 3 points. Used for foreplay teasing, adding to the erotic fun.
[Binding Silk Ribbons (Satin Style)]: 10 points. Soft silk ribbons, can be used for light bondage, increasing visual effect and sense of control.
These items weren't expensive, but they all seemed quite interesting. Especially that erotic dice, perhaps it could make Ying'er accept some humiliating commands faster under the guise of a "game"? The massage oil and teasing stick could also enhance foreplay. The binding silk ribbons… hmm, I could buy them first and see the effect.
I didn't exchange them immediately, but simply wrote them down, planning to purchase them when I had enough points.
Closing the system interface, my gaze fell on the open scroll on the desk, but my thoughts drifted back to the bedroom. I recalled Li Ying's peculiar body temperature control ability. The system stated that she could control her body temperature, suddenly lowering it during sex… what was the principle behind this? Was it some kind of cultivation technique? Or a bloodline talent?
I reminisced about the sensations during our recent sexual encounters. It seemed… I hadn't distinctly felt her body temperature suddenly drop? Was it only triggered under specific emotions or states? Like extreme excitement? Or… extreme fear? Or perhaps, she herself couldn't fully control this ability?
If she could suddenly make her cunt icy cold while coupling with the black slave… what kind of stimulation would that be for the black slave? And for me, the observer, what novel experience would it bring? Ice and fire, simultaneously?
This ability was very interesting, worth studying and… developing further in the future.
Just as I was deep in thought, a slight rustle came from outside. My heart stirred, and I rose to the window, indeed seeing Zaha, that black dog, still pacing in the backyard, seemingly too excited by my "promise" to sleep.
Hmph, such boundless energy. It seems the beating just now wasn't enough.
I donned my outer robe and quietly made my way to the backyard.
"Master!" Zaha, seeing me, immediately knelt, both agitated and terrified.
"Not asleep yet?" I asked indifferently.
"This lowly one… this lowly one is excited… can't sleep…" He dared not hide it.
"Hmph, a little taste of sweetness gets you this worked up, you good-for-nothing!" I snorted coldly, kicking his knee with the tip of my foot, "Remember what I told you! Next time, if you serve the madam to her satisfaction, and to my satisfaction, those crystal shoes… you might get a chance to lick them. But if you're clumsy like tonight again, and damage the madam's things…" My voice turned chilling, "I don't mind letting you taste what real 'relaxation' feels like!"
"Yes! Yes! This lowly one understands! This lowly one will serve carefully! I will surely satisfy master and madam!" Zaha stammered promises, looking at me with awe.
"Get back to sleep! Get your rest! Don't be so weak you can't even lick shoes when the time comes!" I scolded.
"Yes, Master!" Zaha, as if granted a great pardon, kowtowed again before respectfully retreating to his hut.
Watching his disappearing back, I smiled contentedly. This dog, I had him completely under my thumb now.
Back in the bedroom, Li Ying was still sleeping soundly. I took off my outer robe, lay beside her, and gently held her in my arms. Feeling her smooth skin and even breathing, my heart gradually calmed.
Her body temperature… seemed slightly lower than usual? Was it an illusion? Or was she really using that ability unconsciously?
I pressed my cheek against the hollow of her neck, feeling the temperature on her skin. It seemed… there was indeed a slight coolness? But this coolness wasn't biting, rather it brought a peculiar comfort, like a cool piece of jade on a summer day.
Could this… be the initial manifestation of her body temperature control ability? Does her body temperature naturally drop during deep sleep or extreme physical exhaustion?
This was truly interesting… it seemed I needed to pay more attention in the future.
My fingers gently slid over her smooth back, feeling the curves of her body. The madness of last night resurfaced in my mind… the torn black stockings… the jade feet covered in semen… the humiliating toe cleavage…
The embers of desire were reignited, and my little dick stirred restlessly again. But I forcibly suppressed it. There would be plenty of time in the future, no need to rush.
Tomorrow, I would rest well, then go to the medical clinic to see if there was a chance to complete a task. As for [High Heel Fascination]… I'd schedule it for the night after tomorrow. Then, I'd have her wear those transparent crystal shoes and try other positions…
With endless fantasies for the future, I finally succumbed to drowsiness, embracing my warm, fragrant, soft jade of a wife, and fell into a deep sleep.
A night of deep sleep did not completely dispel the body's fatigue, but the mental exhilaration made me wake up early. Outside, the sky was faintly bright, and birds were already chirping on the branches; a new day had begun.
Li Ying in my arms was still deeply asleep, her breathing even and prolonged. She seemed to have completely forgotten the wild and exciting experiences of the past few nights. Her sleeping face was serene and beautiful, like a fairy untouched by dust.
I gently withdrew my arm, carefully sitting up, fearful of disturbing her sweet dream. Looking at her sleeping profile, my heart was filled with complex emotions. The slightly cool body temperature from last night seemed to have returned to normal now. What secret did her peculiar body temperature control ability hide after all?
I turned my attention to the system shop. 40 system points, not a lot, but enough to exchange for some interesting small items. I carefully browsed the newly unlocked styles of stockings and high heels, pondering what kind of "battle attire" I should have Ying'er wear next time.
Wine red velvet over-the-knee stockings? That seemed good, paired with those black stiletto pumps, they would surely make Ying'er appear even more alluring and enchanting. Or… white lace garter stockings, matched with those transparent crystal sandals? The ultimate contrast of purity and wantonness, just thinking about it made me excited! And those peep-toe high heels, if paired with crotchless fishnet stockings… Fuck! I couldn't even imagine how seductive Ying'er would look wearing that!
My gaze finally settled on the [Erotic Dice (Shame Edition)] that only cost 5 points to exchange. This thing seemed very interesting. It had various humiliating commands engraved on it, such as "lick toes," "say a word praising the paramour's cock," "rub breasts against the other's body"… and various body parts, such as "slutty cunt," "asshole," "armpit"…
If I took out this dice when playing with Ying'er next time… and had her roll it to decide the game… would this reduce her resistance? Would it make her, under the guise of "game," half-heartedly comply with those humiliating commands? Hmm, this could work! 5 points wasn't expensive, I'd exchange it after completing the next [Benevolent Healer] task!
Just as I was immersed in fantasies of future depraved games, Li Ying beside me let out a soft groan, seeming to be waking up.
I immediately composed myself, leaned down, and looked at her gently. Her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were still a little dazed from sleep, but seeing my face so close, a reassuring smile immediately blossomed: "Husband…"
"Awake?" I smiled and pressed a kiss on her forehead, "Did you sleep well?"
"Mmm…" She nodded, stretching languidly, her silk sleepwear slipping to reveal her rounded, fair, fragrant shoulder. She seemed to have completely forgotten what had happened the past few nights, and had returned to being the gentle and virtuous wife.
Seeing her pure and unblemished appearance, a mischievous impulse rose in my heart. My gaze fell on her feet, hidden beneath the brocade quilt—they were slender, fair, and utterly perfect. Last night, these very feet, through the torn black stockings, had been brutally cummed inside by Zaha's thick black cock…
My hand uncontrollably reached for the quilt, gently lifting a corner, revealing her jade feet which still looked a little tired.
"Husband?" She looked at me with some confusion.
"Nothing," I smiled, pretending to speak casually, "Just checking if Ying'er's feet are uncomfortable." As I spoke, my fingers gently, tentatively, touched her sensitive sole.
"Mmm~" She let out a short, alluring groan as if zapped by electricity! Her body suddenly recoiled, her toes instantly curling up! Two blushes immediately bloomed on her face! Her eyes were filled with shyness and a hint of imperceptible panic!
A reaction! And a very strong one! It seemed that even if she forgot when conscious, her body's memory wouldn't lie!
That sole, ravaged by the black cock, had become extraordinarily sensitive!
This discovery filled my heart with wild joy! I forcibly suppressed the urge to immediately grab her feet and play with them thoroughly, only smiling and withdrawing my hand: "It seems you're recovering well."
"Husband, you're teasing this servant again…" She chided me with a white glance, her cheeks still rosy, but she dared not look at me again, clearly reminded of some humiliating memories.
Haha! Interesting! It seemed that even without the Black Fascination Incense, she had already begun to physically adapt to my "preferences" in this regard! This was a good sign!
"Alright, get up now, it's time for breakfast." I smiled, patted her butt, then got up from the bed first, ready to start a new day. Today I had to work hard at the medical clinic to earn enough points to get that erotic dice! And then… the night after tomorrow would be the time for [High Heel Fascination]!
I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Li Ying's slightly startled and shy expression, my heart filled with mischievous pleasure. Her body was more honest than her mind; even if she forgot last night's madness when conscious, the soles of her feet, ravaged by the black cock, had deeply imprinted the memory of that stimulation and… pain.
I didn't get up immediately, but instead immersed my consciousness back into the system shop, meticulously studying the [Erotic Dice (Shame Edition)]. This little thing seemed quite interesting, perhaps it could become a new tool for me to train Ying'er.
On the six faces of the dice, different commands or body parts were engraved:
Lick toes: This is good, just what I want!Oral sex with glans: Hmm… my little dick, it should be no effort for her to take it in, right? I wonder if I can make her say something at the same time…Praise the paramour: "Praise the paramour"? Does the system default paramour refer to the black slave? This command is good, it can be used to reinforce her awareness of the black cock!Self-touch breasts: This is also quite stimulating, watching her caress those ample breasts…Spank buttocks: Light humiliation and stimulation, acceptable.Kiss the hole: This… make her kiss her own cunt? Or make me kiss it? Or… make the black slave kiss it? The system didn't specify, but all are quite stimulating!
Imagining the scene of rolling this dice with Ying'er… if she rolled "praise the paramour," would she be so ashamed she'd wish to die, or would she half-heartedly utter those lewd words? If she rolled "oral sex with glans," would she numbly take my little dick into her mouth as if completing a task, or would she do it with a hint of curiosity and teasing?
This dice was practically the key to unlocking her inner lewdness! I must try it out next time I get intimate with her!
I checked the system again, confirming that all task rewards from last night had been claimed, and I currently had 40 points. Enough to exchange for this dice, but I wouldn't do it just yet. I'd wait and see if I could earn more at the medical clinic today.
Pulling my thoughts back, I looked at Li Ying beside me. She had already sat up, tidying her slightly disheveled sleepwear. The blush on her face hadn't completely faded, and her eyes still darted away, not daring to meet my gaze.
"Ying'er," I said softly, my tone concerned, "Last night… did you sleep well? Did you have any strange dreams?" I tried to probe, testing her memory of last night.
Her movements as she tidied her clothes paused slightly. She looked up at me, her eyes complex, as if recalling something. "No… nothing…" She shook her head, her voice a little vague, "I just feel… like… very tired…" She paused, seemingly wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't, just lowering her head and muttering softly, "My feet… my soles feel a little sore…"
Sore soles?! My heart pounded! It seemed she didn't completely lack memory! At least, the residual sensations in her body were still there! The memory of being violently rubbed and cummed inside by the black cock, even if blurred at the conscious level, her body still remembered that stimulation and… pain?
This discovery made me even more excited! It meant my training was effective! Even if she resisted consciously, her body was gradually adapting, even craving that stimulation!
"Is that so? Sore soles?" I feigned surprise, my face showing concern, "Did you scald them during the foot bath last night? Or was my massage technique too rough?" As I spoke, I extended my hand again, wanting to examine her feet.
"No… no need!" Like a startled deer, she immediately pulled her feet back into the quilt, her cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes filled with shame and resistance, "It's… nothing… just a little sore and swollen… I'll be fine after a rest…"
Haha! She was shy! She was resisting my touching her feet! This reaction was simply too cute! And too stimulating!
I didn't press her further, just smiled: "Alright then, if you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell your husband."
"Mmm…" She softly assented, not daring to look at me again.
It seemed that regarding last night's memory, while blurred, it wasn't completely blank. The shame was still there, and the body's reaction was still there. This was good! This meant she was still in that optimal training stage of half-heartedly complying and feigning reluctance!
I stood up and stretched: "Well, it's getting late, your husband needs to go to the medical clinic. Ying'er, you can rest a bit more."
"Mmm, husband, take care." She still kept her head down, her voice faint.
I dressed, pressed a light kiss on her forehead, then turned and left the bedroom. Today, I had to work hard at the medical clinic and try to get that erotic dice as soon as possible! Then… tonight, perhaps I could forgo the dice for now, just spend some tender time with Ying'er, solidify our relationship, and lay the groundwork for the [High Heel Fascination] task the day after tomorrow.
Stepping lightly out of the mansion gate, I boarded the carriage and headed towards Quchi District. The sun was bright, and the new day was full of hope and… exciting anticipation!
The carriage rolled slowly on the bluestone road, the wheels making a rhythmic "rumble" sound as they passed over the flagstones. Inside the carriage, I leaned back against the soft cushion with my eyes closed, but my mind was filled with a vibrant, sensual scene.
That small [Erotic Dice] was like a key opening Pandora's Box, releasing endless depraved fantasies. If Ying'er rolled "lick toes," should I make her lick mine, or… make her lick her own? Or, just have Zaha or Abu come in and make her lick the dirty, intensely odorous toes of the black slave?! Watching her noble head lower, humiliatingly serving the lowly slave… Fuck! Just thinking about it made me hard!
What if she rolled "oral sex with glans"? Make her take my little dick in her mouth? That would be too easy for her! I should make her take Zaha's grotesque big black dick! Or Abu's even thicker one! Make her open her cherry-red lips and try to swallow that gigantic thing completely unsuitable for her status! Watching her drool and make painful yet excited moans as she was stretched by the thick black cock…
And "praise the paramour"! This command was simply tailor-made for me! I must make her praise Zaha or Abu, using the most lewd and lowly words, praising how mighty their big cocks were, how they made her feel so good! I could even make her compare them, saying how small and impotent my little dick was!
"Self-touch breasts" and "spank buttocks" were also very interesting. Watching her fondle those ample breasts that swayed with each thrust while being fucked by the black slave, or having her plump buttocks harshly slapped by the black slave's rough big hands, making crisp sounds…
As for "kiss the hole"… make her kiss her own? Forget it, too difficult. Make me kiss it? Too ordinary. It must be the black slave! Make Zaha or Abu use their thick lips to greedily suck her tender, lube-soaked slutty cunt! Preferably, they should stick out their tongues and fiercely lick her clitoris! Watching her climax repeatedly and completely break down under the black slave's lowly tongue!
Just conceptualizing these games made me feel hot all over, and my little dick had long since risen restlessly. It seemed that next time I train Ying'er, this dice would be essential!
I also thought of Li Ying's peculiar body temperature control ability. The slight coolness of her body when she was asleep last night must be a manifestation of this ability. The system only said she could control her body temperature, but didn't specify how or what its limitations were. If she could actively use it… for instance, when being violently fucked to orgasm by the black cock, suddenly make her cunt as cold as ice? The stimulation of ice and fire, perhaps even a mighty man like Zaha couldn't endure it? Or, when I lick her slutty feet, suddenly make them scalding hot?
This ability had huge potential; I had to find a way to guide her to use it actively! Perhaps through acupuncture? Or some special medicine? Or… when she's extremely ashamed or excited, tell her to concentrate and feel the changes in her body temperature? I could try that next time.
Next, I started thinking about the [High Heel Fascination] task for the day after tomorrow. Non-foot sexual acts… oral sex, titfuck, anal… wearing high heels… hmm… I could start with something simple. For example, have her kneel before me in those transparent crystal shoes and give me oral sex. Watching her noble head lower, her red lips enclosing my little dick, while those sexy high heels swayed before my eyes…
Or, have her lie on the bed in high heels, her legs draped over my shoulders, and I penetrate her from the front. This way, I could see her entire body and appreciate the allure of the high heels… Perhaps when she climaxes, I could have her clamp my waist with her high-heeled feet?
Preparation was also important. Tonight, I'd go back and have a tender moment with Ying'er, sweet-talking her to let her guard down. Tomorrow, during the day, I could give her some small gifts, like rouge and powder, or a new set of clothes (not erotic ones, of course). Make her feel my "pampering," so that when I ask her to wear high heels the night after tomorrow, she might not resist as much.
Finally, today's medical clinic task. Relying on waiting for difficult and complicated illnesses to come to me was too inefficient. Perhaps… I could hang a notice at the clinic entrance, announcing my expertise in treating certain chronic illnesses? Such as rheumatism, hemiplegia from stroke, or… certain unmentionable hidden ailments? This might attract some special patients. Or, I could visit the mansions of high-ranking officials and nobles in the city? They might have some patients they didn't want to publicize. Hmm, that's a good idea, and I could also expand my network.
The carriage slowly stopped; we had arrived at the medical clinic.
I adjusted my robes, put away the filthy thoughts in my mind, and donned my usual refined and amiable expression before stepping out of the carriage.
Inside the medical clinic, several patients were already waiting, and the assistants were busy dispensing and decocting herbs. The air was filled with a faint aroma of medicinal herbs.
"Sir is here!" The shop assistant, seeing me, immediately bowed.
I nodded, heading towards my consultation room. "Bring over all the patient records for today's appointments."
"Yes, sir."
Sitting behind the consultation desk, I took a deep breath, immersing myself in the role of "Physician Wu." Although my heart was filled with all sorts of perverted desires, on the surface, I remained that benevolent, respected doctor who healed the sick. This contrast in identity, in itself, brought me a hidden pleasure.
Let the day's work begin. I hope today I can encounter a patient troublesome enough for me to quickly accumulate points and get my hands on that lewd dice!
Sitting behind the familiar consultation desk, smelling the faint scent of medicinal herbs permeating the air, my lewd thoughts receded like a tide, replaced by the calm and focus of a healer. Although last night's stimulation still lingered, leaving me with an endless aftertaste, for now, I had to play the role of "Physician Wu" well.
"Xiao Wu," I called out to a clever young shop assistant, "go out and inquire if there are any patients with difficult and complicated illnesses in the city recently, or if any wealthy households have special needs, making it inconvenient for them to invite ordinary doctors. If you find any news, report back quickly."
"Yes, sir!" Xiao Wu responded, then turned and quickly walked out.
Just inquiring wasn't enough; I also needed to take the initiative. I picked up my brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, pondered for a moment, then began writing a notice. The calligraphy was neat, but the wording carried a hint of "confidence":
"Wu Clan of Apricot Forest, skilled in medicine. Healing the world, alleviating people's suffering. Recently inspired by heavenly timing, occasionally obtaining miraculous prescriptions. Specializing in treating chronic rheumatism, hemiplegia, and particularly adept at regulating internal and private ailments, strengthening the root and nourishing the essence. For all who are ill, do not fear seeking medical help; I am willing to exert my humble efforts to comfort the common people."
I deliberately added the four-character phrase, meaning "internal and private ailments," at the end. In this era, many men and women suffered from sexual dysfunction or infertility for various reasons, but often felt too ashamed to speak of it. By putting up this signboard, I might attract some special patients, which would both help me complete my tasks and enhance my reputation.
"Take this," I handed the finished notice to another shop assistant, "find a conspicuous place to put it up."
"Alright, sir!" The shop assistant took the notice and also went out.
After doing all this, I finally settled down and began to diagnose and treat the patients before me. Inspecting, listening, inquiring, and palpating, I was meticulous. Prescribing, dispensing medicine, and giving instructions, everything was done in an orderly manner.
Although they were just common colds, fevers, or minor injuries, I treated each one seriously. Benevolent healer – this was not just a requirement of the system task, but also my professional ethics as a doctor in my previous life. Of course, if I could discover clues to some difficult and complicated illnesses, that would be even better.
Time quietly flowed by in the midst of busyness. While treating patients, I kept an eye on the outside, hoping Xiao Wu would bring back some good news, or that the notice would attract special seekers of medical help. The thought of completing tasks, acquiring points, exchanging items, and then continuing to train Ying'er, remained like a deeply buried ember, never extinguished.
This fragmented life brought me both a hint of exhaustion and a secret, indescribable thrill. By day, a benevolent doctor saving lives; by night, a cuckold slave indulging in perverted desires… This strong contrast was, in itself, a breathtaking game.