"Ying'er, your husband has returned!"
With my slightly fervent call, the talking inside the bedroom abruptly ceased. Li Ying turned around and, seeing it was me, a gentle smile immediately bloomed on her face. That smile, like the warm sun of spring, instantly dispelled the last trace of gloom in my heart (though that gloom was a self-induced stimulant). Ting'er and Lin'er also quickly curtsied: "Master."
"Hmm." I smiled and nodded, my gaze resting on Li Ying. Today she wore a light purple `ruqun`, with several exquisite orchids embroidered on its hem, making her skin appear even whiter than snow and her demeanor more elegant. Only in her beautiful eyes, when they met mine, besides the usual tenderness, there seemed to be a hint of imperceptible shyness and… complexity.
"Husband has returned early today." She came forward, naturally tidying my collar, her movements intimate and unforced, as if the absurdities of last night had never happened.
"Indeed, there wasn't much at the clinic, so I returned early." I held her soft, boneless hand, feeling the warmth of her palm, and the restlessness in my heart began to stir again. "How was Ying'er at home today? What did you do this afternoon?"
"Nothing much," she smiled sweetly, allowing me to lead her hand to the soft couch and sit down. "I read for a while, then walked in the garden. Just now I was discussing needlework with Ting'er and the others."
"Oh? What new designs have you made? Let your husband see." I feigned curiosity, my gaze lingering on her.
"It's not finished yet, I'll show Husband once it's done." Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she gently pulled her hand away from mine, picking up a teacup and offering it to me. "Husband must be tired? Have some water first."
I took the teacup, my gaze sweeping over Ting'er and Lin'er who stood by. Ting'er remained cold, her eyes lowered, showing no emotion. Lin'er, however, was different; her large eyes blinked, curiously observing Li Ying and me, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if she very much wanted to know what we had "played" last night. These two little maidservants… they would also have to be "developed" sooner or later.
"By the way, Ying'er," I took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said, feigning concern, "Didn't your husband say this morning that your pulse seemed strange, and your body temperature was fluctuating? How do you feel now? Are you still uncomfortable?"
Li Ying paused slightly at my words, her cheeks grew redder, and her eyes flickered, instinctively avoiding my gaze: "N-nothing uncomfortable… just… occasionally feel a bit cold all over…"
"Oh? Cold?" My heart stirred, but my face showed concern. "That won't do, let your husband examine you again."
Saying this, without waiting for her reaction, I naturally extended my hand, first placing it on her fair wrist, pretending to take her pulse. Her pulse was steady and strong, with no abnormalities. My fingers smoothly glided upwards, lightly caressing the delicate skin of her arm, feeling its astonishing smoothness.
Her body stiffened slightly, and her breathing became a little rapid, but she didn't dodge.
"Your wrist isn't cold…" I frowned slightly, as if diagnosing seriously, but my fingers continued upwards, lightly resting on her slender neck, feeling the temperature there and the beating of her pulse. Warm skin, smooth as silk…
"Not cold here either…" My fingers slowly slid down the graceful curve of her neck, reaching her rounded shoulder, and I gently pressed it. "Do your shoulders feel sore?"
"N-no…" Her voice trembled slightly, her cheeks so red they looked like they might bleed, and her eyes were unfocused, not daring to look at me. Ting'er and Lin'er watched from the side, Lin'er's eyes wide with curiosity, while Ting'er frowned slightly, as if finding my "diagnosis" a bit too intimate.
Very good… she didn't overtly resist, only felt shy… it seems last night's "confession" significantly increased her acceptance of such tentative intimate gestures!
My boldness grew. My fingers continued to slide down, reaching her slender waist, gently caressing it through the soft `ruqun`. "What about your waist? Does it feel cold?"
"Husband!" She finally couldn't help but push me, blushing, though her strength was light, "Don't… don't do this… Ting'er and the others are still here…"
"Hehe," I chuckled softly, withdrawing my hand in stride, no longer probing. "It seems your husband worried too much, Ying'er's body is perfectly fine." I turned to Ting'er and Lin'er, my tone becoming placid, "Alright, you aren't needed here. Go tell the kitchen to prepare dinner. Tonight… your mistress and I have some private matters to discuss. After dinner, you may withdraw early to rest, no need to stand guard outside."
"Yes, Master." Ting'er and Lin'er curtsied in response. A hint of understanding and excitement flashed in Lin'er's eyes, while Ting'er remained expressionless, her gaze lingering on my face for a moment before she lowered her head and withdrew.
Only Li Ying and I remained in the bedroom, and the atmosphere instantly became subtle.
"Husband… you…" Li Ying's face was flushed, looking at me with a touch of bewilderment.
"Alright, I won't tease you anymore," I said, smiling as I took her hand. "Come, accompany your husband for dinner."
Dinner proceeded in a warm, yet subtly ambiguous atmosphere. I didn't bring up any topics related to last night, simply acting like an ordinary husband, serving her food and chatting about interesting anecdotes from Chang'an. Li Ying gradually relaxed, returning to her usual gentle and serene self, though occasionally, when our eyes met, a ripple of shyness would still flash in her gaze.
After dinner, having rinsed our mouths and washed our hands, I looked at my delicate and beautiful wife across from me in the candlelight, and the wicked fire in my heart could no longer be suppressed.
"Ying'er…" I put down my teacup, leaned forward slightly, and revealed a mysterious and seductive smile. "Do you remember… that interesting game from last night?"
Li Ying's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, almost spilling the tea. She suddenly looked up, seeing the burning light in my eyes, and her cheeks instantly flushed crimson again. Her gaze was filled with panic, shame, but… also a hint of uncontrollable curiosity and… a hidden anticipation?
"Husband… you… you still want to play that?" Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, and her eyes darted away, not daring to meet mine.
"Hehe, wasn't that game interesting?" I said, deliberately using a light tone. "Your husband has thought up some new tricks today, guaranteed to be more stimulating, and more… fair… than last night."
"New… new tricks?" She was indeed intrigued and looked up at me.
"Yes," I smiled mysteriously, stood up, and extended my hand to her. "Come, back to the bedroom, and your husband will tell you slowly…"
Only Li Ying and I remained in the bedroom. The air was filled with the faint lingering warmth of dinner and a more private, ambiguous atmosphere. The candlelight flickered, casting a particularly enchanting glow on her flushed cheeks. Her watery eyes, like a startled fawn, flickered with unease, yet held an unutterable expectation.
I didn't immediately get to the point, but continued to chat with her. I recounted some interesting incidents from the clinic today, such as the wealthy young master who came for `wasting and thirsting syndrome` but was exceptionally afraid of needles, which made her giggle repeatedly and eased the tense atmosphere considerably. I then asked about the book she had been reading today, and she softly shared the stories of talented scholars and beautiful ladies within it, her voice gentle and melodious.
In the candlelight, her profile was soft and beautiful, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings. Watching her serene and graceful appearance, a warm current surged through my heart, but the wicked fire did not extinguish; instead, like charcoal wrapped in tenderness, it burned even hotter.
"Ying'er's complexion seems to have improved a lot these past few days," I changed the subject, my gaze falling on her delicate cheeks. I reached out and gently stroked her skin with my fingertips. "Her skin is also becoming more and more dewy…"
My fingers, warm to the touch, glided over her smooth, delicate cheeks, then slowly slid down to her slender neck, feeling the pulse and temperature there.
"Husband…" Her body stiffened slightly, and her breathing became rapid. The blush on her cheeks deepened, but she didn't pull away. Instead, her eyes flickered as she looked at me.
Good… she doesn't resist…
My hand continued to slide down, reaching her rounded shoulder, gently kneading it through the soft fabric. "Does this still feel sore? Last night… you must have been tired…" I deliberately brought up last night, my voice ambiguous.
"N-no…" Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, her cheeks almost dripping blood, and she gently shook her head.
My fingers slid down her arm, gripping her soft, boneless hand, and I pulled her into my embrace. She naturally nestled against my chest, her body warm, soft, and fragrant, trembling slightly, with a hint of tension, and even more… a compliant arousal?
It was time.
I lowered my head, breathing warm air into her ear, my voice hoarse and full of temptation: "Ying'er… do you remember… that interesting game from last night?"
Her body noticeably trembled. The cheek buried in my arms became even hotter. After a long while, she whispered a barely audible "Mm."
"Your husband has come up with some new tricks today…" I felt her body stiffen, and quickly tried to reassure her with a gentler tone, "More stimulating than last night… and also fairer… do you want to… try it again?"
She didn't answer immediately, only stirred slightly in my arms, seemingly hesitating, struggling. I could feel her inner conflict—the curiosity and anticipation of the taboo, mixed with lingering shame and unease.
"It's just a game, after all, Ying'er," I continued to coax her, my hands beginning to misbehave, gently stroking her back. "Winning or losing doesn't matter, it's mainly for fun… Don't you… want to see your husband make a fool of himself?" I deliberately brought up last night's "premature ejaculation," attempting to lower her guard with self-deprecation.
Sure enough, hearing that, she let out a soft "Pfft" in my arms, giggling. Although she quickly suppressed her laughter, her body clearly relaxed a lot.
"Husband, you're talking nonsense again…" she chastised softly, but she didn't push me away this time.
There's a chance!
I was secretly delighted, striking while the iron was hot: "This time the rules are slightly different…" As I spoke, I retrieved the two ivory-like dice and several pre-prepared slips of paper from my embrace (in reality, from the system space). I spread the slips out before her.
"Look, on these slips, it says 'Husband', 'Ying'er'… and…" I deliberately paused, picked up the slip with "Zaha" written on it, looked into her eyes, and slowly said, "and 'Zaha'."
"Zaha?!" Li Ying jolted as if pricked by a needle, suddenly looking up at me, her eyes filled with disbelief and a hint of terror! "Husband! You… why would you write his name down?!"
"Don't be agitated, Ying'er," I quickly reassured her, tightening my grip on her hand. "It's just a game, just a game… Look, we throw the slips with the names and the dice together. For example, if it rolls 'Zaha,' 'Toe,' and 'Lick'… that would mean, 'Heaven's will' wants Zaha to lick your toes…"
I carefully observed her reaction. Her face instantly turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes filled with strong resistance and shame! But… deep within, there seemed to be a suppressed excitement and curiosity that she herself dared not acknowledge?!
"This… this is too absurd! No! Absolutely not!" She shook her head forcefully, trying to break free from my embrace. "This servant… how can this servant let a lowly servant… a slave… do such a thing to me!"
"It's just a game, Ying'er," I held her tightly, coaxing her softly in her ear, my voice like the devil's whisper. "Think about it… to have that crude black slave kneel at your feet, licking your noble jade feet like a dog… Don't you think… that's very interesting? Don't you think… that truly shows your nobility?"
I deliberately framed my words grandiosely, attempting to link humiliation with class, to give her a reason to accept.
Li Ying's body stopped struggling but remained stiff. She lowered her head, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, making her true thoughts at the moment unreadable. I knew she was in an inner battle. The constraints of traditional etiquette, her loyalty to her husband, her curiosity about unknown stimulation, and… the indescribable pleasure she recalled from last night's foot-licking… all collided fiercely within her heart.
After a long time, she finally looked up, her eyes still showing hesitation and shame, but that resistance seemed to have loosened. She looked at me, her voice carrying a barely perceptible tremor: "Then… what if… what if the command that rolls out… is too much?"
"Then… it doesn't count!" I immediately said, my tone light. "For example, if it rolls something like 'cum inside,' or 'fuck pussy'… that's definitely not allowed! We'll just treat it as invalid and roll again! Or… or just take a penalty drink? In short, everything is up to us, the dice are just an excuse." I gave her a reassurance, making her feel that everything was still under her control (though my ultimate goal was to make her lose control).
Li Ying bit her lip, then fell silent for a moment. Finally, as if she had made some kind of resolution, she slowly nodded, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz: "Then… alright… just… just as husband says… just this once…"
"Good Ying'er!" My heart was ecstatic! She agreed! She actually agreed! Although it was half-coaxed, this was already a huge breakthrough!
"Then… shall we start now?" I forced down my excitement, picking up the dice and slips, my eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Li Ying took a deep breath, closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again, as if resigned, and nodded.
"Good! Then… who goes first?" I looked at her.
"H-husband, you go first…" she whispered, seemingly not daring to initiate this forbidden game herself.
"Alright!" I picked up the dice and the three slips of paper (Husband/Ying'er/Zaha), gently shook them in my palm, and then threw them out!
The ivory dice and slips tumbled on the soft carpet, finally coming to a stop.
I quickly leaned in to look!
The slip was—"Zaha"!
The body part dice was—"Toes"!
The command dice was—"Lick"!
Zaha! Lick! Toes!
Unbelievable… this combination came out on the very first roll?! It's practically heaven-sent!
I abruptly lifted my head and looked at Li Ying!
Seeing Li Ying's instantly pale face and terrified eyes, I inwardly cursed, knowing I might have been a bit too eager. Although she had confessed last night that she liked to "perform" and was somewhat aware of my fetish, having a crude black slave directly lick her noble jade feet was clearly too much of a shock. Especially now that she was fully conscious, unlike last night when she was more receptive under the dual effects of incense and foreplay.
Never mind, you eat one bite at a time, and walk one step at a time. Tonight's goal was for her to accept Zaha's presence, not necessarily to start substantive contact immediately.
I quickly suppressed the overly excited expression on my face, replaced it with feigned surprise and regret, spreading my hands. My tone was a mix of helplessness and reassurance: "Oh dear! Look at my luck! How did I roll such an… unlucky combination!" I pointed at the dice and slips on the floor, frowning. "Zaha… lick… toes… this… this is improper! No, no, this doesn't count!"
As I spoke, I swiftly gathered the slips and dice from the floor, as if fearing that the "unlucky" result would taint our marital "elegance."
Seeing my actions, Li Ying noticeably exhaled a huge sigh of relief. Her tense body relaxed, and some color returned to her face, though her gaze at me became even more complex. She seemed to understand that in this game, the ultimate decision-making power still rested with me; the so-called "Heaven's will" was merely a facade. But this realization didn't make her angry; instead… it made her feel a little more at ease? At least, she didn't have to immediately face the scene that both terrified and secretly excited her.
"My husband is right..." She steadied herself, her voice still trembling slightly, but the panic was gone. "This... this is truly improper... a servant... how could he..." She seemed to want to emphasize the distinction between master and servant, but her words trailed off halfway, perhaps recalling how Zaha had licked her feet last night, and her own breakdown when I had licked them. For a moment, she didn't know how to express herself.
"Exactly!" I immediately picked up the thread, creating an atmosphere of "we, husband and wife, are of one heart." "This dice must have made a mistake! This is a game between us, husband and wife, how can a servant get involved! How about this, Ying'er, let's roll again! This one doesn't count!"
I handed the dice to her, a encouraging smile on my face. "How about... this time you roll, Ying'er? Let's see what your luck is like?" I wanted to see if she would choose a more conservative play, or if she would... unconsciously reveal the deep desires within her heart.
Li Ying looked at the dice in my hand, then at my encouraging gaze, hesitating for a moment. Her eyes flickered, as if she was rapidly thinking something over. Letting her roll... did this mean she had a chance to choose a... "safer" outcome? Or did she... actually want to personally "control" this forbidden game?
After a moment, she finally stretched out her slender jade hand and took the dice. Her fingertips were a little cold and trembled slightly, showing her inner tension.
"Then... then this humble servant... will try?" she asked softly, as if seeking my permission, and also as if steeling herself.
"Try! Try!" I nodded repeatedly, watching her with eager eyes.
Li Ying took a deep breath, re-gripped the two dice and the three slips of paper with names written on them in her palm, closed her eyes as if in prayer, and then gently tossed them out.
This time, the sound of the dice and paper slips rolling across the carpet seemed exceptionally clear, and exceptionally long.
My heart was in my throat! What would she roll? Would she choose an ordinary marital game with "Husband" and me? Or would she... accidentally roll a more stimulating combination?
Finally, everything came to a halt.
I eagerly leaned in to look!
The paper slip was—"Husband"!
The body part dice was—"Nipple"!
The command dice was—"Suck"!
Husband... suck... nipple?!
Fuck! Is this telling me to suck her nipple?!
I abruptly looked up at Li Ying! She was also looking at the result, two blushes instantly flying to her face, her eyes so shy they seemed to drip water, yet the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve slightly upwards, carrying a hint of relief, and even a touch of... playfulness and coquetry?
This result... while not the cuckold scenario I had most anticipated, it was... quite good! At least, it brought the game back between us as husband and wife, allowing her to completely relax. And sucking her nipple... Just imagining the taste of that plump softness and tender bud in my mouth... my little cock began to twitch restlessly again!
"Ahem..." I cleared my throat, a mischievous smile on my face. "It seems... Ying'er's luck is quite good... This 'will of heaven'... seems to understand this husband's thoughts quite well..."
"My husband is being naughty again!" Li Ying playfully glared at me, her cheeks red as ripe apples, but she didn't refute me. Instead, she slightly puffed out her chest, a movement carrying a touch of naive charm, and even a hint of... subtle invitation?
It seems tonight's good show... can start with this sweet "punishment"!
Seeing her charming, coquettish look, a mix of shame, delight, and a touch of smugness, I felt the fire in my lower abdomen burn even hotter! This little vixen is getting better and better at seducing me now! Knowing I don't like her to resist too much, she perfectly shows this shy submission, which excites me even more than if she were to just strip naked and lie before me!
I didn't immediately pounce to execute the alluring command. Instead, I deliberately leaned back slowly onto the soft couch, picked up my teacup and took a sip (though I wasn't thirsty at all), a playful smile on my face, my gaze shamelessly roaming over her exquisite, undulating chest.
"Husband... what... what are you looking at..." Uncomfortable under my gaze, Li Ying instinctively drew her arms closer, trying to shield her voluptuous breasts, which had grown even perkier from shyness. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Looking at the dice," I put down my teacup, pointed to the ivory dice she had tossed aside, and slowly said, "This husband is thinking, these dice are truly magical... Look, Ying'er," I picked up the two engraved dice and the slips of paper representing the people (though I told her they were three dice), and shook them in front of her. "In our game, there are three 'wills of heaven' that decide! One slip of paper decides 'who' will execute—is it this husband, or you, Ying'er... or... hehe, our 'loyal' Zaha!"
At the mention of Zaha's name, Li Ying's body trembled almost imperceptibly, and the blush on her cheeks seemed to deepen.
"Then," I picked up the dice engraved with body parts, "this dice decides 'which' captivating part to target—like your enchanting slutty cunt, Ying'er, that makes people want to die from pleasure? Or those slutty toes that almost made this husband break down last night? Or... hehe, this time it's the 'nipple'?"
"Husband!" She glared at me, both shy and annoyed, her watery eyes seeming to wring out moisture.
"Finally," I picked up the dice with commands, shaking it in front of her eyes, "this dice decides what good deed to do—is it a gentle 'lick'? Or a rough 'spank'? Or... this time it's for this husband to 'suck'? There's even 'cum inside,' 'praise the paramour,' and 'talk dirty'!"
I deliberately read out each command, especially the forbidden words, carefully observing her reaction. Her cheeks were red as a sunset, her breathing became somewhat hurried, her eyes darting away, not daring to meet mine. Her hands unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes, clearly embarrassed by these explicit words, but her body subtly leaned closer to me, seemingly... not averse?
"So," I leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear, my voice magnetically seductive, "that it rolled 'husband' 'suck' 'nipple' shows that even heaven believes... your breasts, Ying'er, should be properly cherished by this husband..."
"Husband... you... you're talking nonsense again..." Her voice trembled, thick with a nasal tone, clearly aroused by my teasing.
"Where is this husband talking nonsense?" I smirked, my gaze burning as I stared at her full breasts. "Does Ying'er's breasts... not want to be sucked by this husband? Hmm?"
"I... this humble servant..." She was speechless at my question, her cheeks burning, and she buried her head even lower.
"Tell this husband," I extended a finger, gently hooked her chin, forcing her to look into my eyes, "what do your breasts, Ying'er... taste like? Are they fragrant and soft? Are those two little nipples... already hard, waiting for this husband to suck them? Hmm?"
"Husband! You... you're so naughty! Stop talking!" She finally couldn't take it anymore, hitting my chest in a mix of shame and annoyance, but her blows were soft and weak, more like coquetry.
"Alright, alright, this husband won't say anymore," I caught her delicate little fists, pulling her back into my embrace, my cheek pressed against the smooth curve of her neck, deeply inhaling her alluring body scent. "Then... may this husband now... execute the 'will of heaven'?"
She squirmed in my arms, saying nothing, which was her silent consent.
A surge of wild joy filled my heart! It seems this little vixen says no, but her body is very honest!
I didn't immediately undress her. Instead, I first pressed my lips against the gentle curve of her chest, through the pale purple *ruqun*.
"Mmm..." She let out a suppressed moan, her body trembling.
I could feel the warmth and softness of her chest; through the thin silk, the sensation was even more hazy and enticing. My lips lingered on those soft peaks, gently sucking, my warm, moist breath permeating the fabric, spreading a small, dark stain.
My lips accurately found the position of the bud, gently nibbling and sucking through the fabric.
"Mmm... ah..." Li Ying could no longer hold back, letting out fragmented, soul-stirring moans. Her hands tightly gripped my arms, her body limp in my embrace, slightly pushing her chest forward, accommodating my movements.
It seems the timing is just right.
I raised my head, looking at her eyes, seductive as silk, and her gasping, panting expression. My voice hoarse, I commanded, "Ying'er... untie your clothes yourself... let this husband... have a good look at... your slutty breasts waiting to be 'sucked'..."
Li Ying's body stiffened, a strong flicker of shame in her eyes, but it was quickly submerged by a more tumultuous lust. She looked at my burning gaze, biting her lower lip, and with trembling hands, slowly, with endless seduction, untied the sashes across her chest...
The pale purple *ruqun* slowly opened, revealing the moon-white *mocheng* beneath. Her movements were slow, carrying a tantalizing reluctance. The *mocheng* tightly hugged her full breasts, outlining a breathtaking curve. As she moved, the edge of the *mocheng* was gradually pulled down...
Finally, one full, fair, perfect jade breast, like a ripe peach, trembled out! Its plump curve gleamed enticingly in the candlelight, and the small bud at its tip, already hard from arousal, was a delicate pink, like a red plum blossoming in snow...
She turned slightly, presenting that perfect jade breast to me, her cheeks flushed scarlet, her eyes hazy as she looked at me, with a silent invitation...
Fuck! This was simply... so damn alluring!
My little cock instantly hardened like a stone! My throat went dry, and my breathing became heavy!
Her bashful, helpless, and available appearance was like the strongest aphrodisiac, instantly igniting all my desires! Looking at that snow-white jade breast slightly trembling in the candlelight, the tender, erect pink bud at its tip seemed to be silently seducing me. My throat was terribly dry, and the evil fire in my lower abdomen almost burned me to ashes!
But I didn't pounce immediately. The process of watching the prey sink under my control excited me far more than direct possession.
I stretched out a finger, with a hint of playfulness, and gently touched that hard nipple.
"Mmm~" Li Ying trembled all over, as if struck by an electric current, letting out an even more seductive moan. Her body uncontrollably arched backward; if I hadn't been holding her, she would have almost collapsed onto the soft couch.
The sensation of that bud... was even more sensitive than I imagined! Just a light touch made her react so intensely! My fingers became bolder, gently kneading that pink little thing with my thumb, occasionally scraping the most sensitive tiny pore at the tip with my fingernail.
"Ah... Husband... don't... don't touch there..." She twisted her body, trying to dodge, her voice tearful, yet more like a feigned reluctance. The nipple grew even harder under my teasing, its color deepening, like a ripe cherry, exuding an enticing luster.
My other hand shamelessly covered her full jade breast. It was astonishingly soft and warm to the touch! Its plump curve perfectly fit into my palm, and with a gentle squeeze, I felt the vibrant life contained within. I greedily kneaded it, reveling in its amazing elasticity, my fingertips tracing her smooth, delicate skin.
"Tsk tsk tsk... what a pair of enchanting slutty breasts..." I murmured in her ear while kneading, my voice hoarse and vulgar. "So big and soft, and so sensitive... truly born to be sucked..."
"Mmm... ah... Husband... naughty..." Stimulated by my kneading and dirty talk, her whole body felt hot, her consciousness somewhat blurred. She could only emit fragmented moans, her body limp in my embrace, letting me do as I pleased.
Seeing her aroused and dazed state, I felt the time was right. I lowered my head, no longer hesitating, opened my mouth, and enveloped that long-awaited pink nipple!
"Ugh—!!!" Li Ying's body suddenly tensed, and she let out a high-pitched, sweet scream! A strong wave of pleasure instantly swept over her entire body!
My warm, wet mouth instantly enveloped that hard bud! I skillfully coiled my tongue around that little thing, sometimes sucking hard, making "tsk-tsk" watery sounds, and sometimes gently nibbling at its base with my teeth, bringing waves of tingling stimulation. The scent of her breasts, mixed with the aroma of lust, filled my mouth, making me even more excited!
"Ah... ah... Husband... gentler... mmm ah..." Li Ying completely lost control under my wild sucking. Her hands tightly gripped my hair, her body convulsed, gasping breathlessly. Her other breast, still covered by the undone *mocheng*, also hardened due to the intense stimulation, pushing the *mocheng* up into a clear curve.
"Gentler? Doesn't Ying'er like it when this husband is rougher?" I deliberately mumbled, while even more shamelessly sucking and licking the bud on her chest. My other hand wasn't idle either, kneading her full jade breast, leaving behind suggestive finger marks.
"What about the other side?" I lifted my head, looking at her alluring eyes and sweaty, limp form, a wicked smile playing on my lips. "Does Ying'er want to favor one over the other? Or... does she want to cherish it herself?"
At my words, a flicker of shame and hesitation crossed Li Ying's hazy eyes, but her body's desire clearly overcame her reason. She gasped, looking at the undeniable command and naked lust in my eyes, biting her lip. She trembled and reached for her other breast. Through the moon-white *mocheng*, she awkwardly kneaded her own equally hardened nipple.
"Mmm... ah..." While kneading herself, she also felt my sucking in her mouth.
The double stimulation made her almost faint, and the moans she uttered became increasingly lewd and wanton.
Watching the lewd scene of her having one nipple in my mouth while self-pleasuring her other breast, I felt the lust in my lower abdomen reach its peak! My little cock was aching in my crotch, almost ready to explode!
No! This isn't enough! I want more!
"Ying'er..." I lifted my head, my lips still glistening with the dew from her nipple, my eyes burning as I looked at her. "Take off... all your clothes... let this husband... have a good look at your slutty breasts... and then... use them... to properly serve this husband's cock..."
Li Ying's body trembled, a brief clarity flashed in her hazy eyes, but it was soon drowned by even more surging lust. She gasped, looking at the undeniable command and naked desire in my eyes. Biting her lip, she tremblingly reached out her hands and began to untie the last remaining coverings on her body...
Li Ying's trembling fingers finally released the last restraint of the *mocheng*. The moon-white silk slipped down feebly, and with the soft rustle of fabric, her long-hidden, exquisitely beautiful deadly weapons were finally completely exposed before my eyes!
Fuck! I couldn't help but curse inwardly, feeling a rush of hot blood to my head! The sight before me almost suffocated me!
In the flickering candlelight, her fair, full, perfectly shaped jade breasts, like a masterpiece of the heavens, stood proudly, trembling slightly with her slightly hurried breaths. They were so plump, as if a gentle touch would make sweet milk overflow; yet also so perky, the two small buds at their tips, already red and swollen from my earlier ravaging, were now hard as ripe jewels, emitting a lewd luster, silently accusing me of my brutality, and yet also sending forth a more ravenous invitation!
"Tsk tsk tsk..." Like a lecherous fiend seeing a woman for the first time, I greedily admired this vibrant and sensual beauty, letting out undisguised exclamations of praise, my gaze like a tangible thing licking her snow-white body. I saw her delicate skin blush with arousal, her flat lower abdomen rising and falling slightly, her navel small and cute. Further down... that mysterious valley, though still covered by her inner trousers, I could imagine its plumpness and wetness beneath...
"Turn around..." My voice grew hoarser from excessive excitement, imagining the good things that were about to happen, my little cock aching in my crotch. "Yes, like a bitch... arch your slutty ass high! Let this husband see it clearly! And push your big breasts forward! Yes! Just like that!"
Li Ying's entire body trembled, and the shame on her face deepened, yet her body, driven by desire, slowly and obediently turned away. Her smooth, fair back was like the finest silk, a graceful spinal groove extending downwards, disappearing between the peaks of her plump, rounded buttocks. Those jade buttocks were so full and perfectly shaped, without a single blemish, as if they were the Creator's most cherished masterpiece, brimming with astonishing elasticity and sensuality!
"Crawl onto the couch on all fours," my breathing grew heavy, imagining the delights to come, my little cock throbbing painfully in my pants. "Yes, like a bitch... arch your slutty ass higher! Let your husband see clearly! Now thrust your big tits forward! Yes! Just like that!"
Li Ying shamefully closed her eyes, but her body, driven by lust, obediently and slowly turned around on the soft couch, assuming an extremely shameful yet incredibly seductive pose—she knelt on the couch, her full jade buttocks high and facing me, their breathtaking curve enough to drive any man mad! Her upper body was pressed low, a pair of snow-white jade breasts naturally hanging down due to gravity, swaying slightly with her breathing, their red and swollen nipples almost brushing the soft brocade quilt.
Fuck! This pose... was going to be the death of me!
"Not enough!" I fought to suppress the urge to immediately pounce, continuing to verbally train her. "Use your hands! Forcefully squeeze your slutty breasts together for this husband! Yes! Harder! Squeeze out that cleavage! The deeper, the better! Later... this husband's little cock... is going to have a good time in that cleavage!"
Li Ying let out a soft moan, her face showing an even more pained and shameful expression, but she still tremblingly stretched out her hands, supporting her heavy jade breasts from below, then forcefully pressing them together!
Instantly, a deep, alluring cleavage, capable of swallowing all reason, appeared before my eyes! The creamy breast flesh was squeezed out of shape, pressed tightly together, forming a deep, narrow flesh-crease, radiating warmth and enticing body fragrance!
"Good... good Ying'er..." I finally couldn't hold back anymore. I lunged forward, tore open my pants, and pulled out that little cock, already swollen purple and aching from hardness! Though it was only a pitiful three inches, at this moment it was filled with unprecedented fighting spirit!
I knelt behind her, aimed that excitedly throbbing little meat stick at the deep cleavage she had just created, and then thrust it in hard!
"Squish—"
With a wet, soft sound, my little cock was instantly enveloped by two astonishingly soft and warm masses! The feeling... was even more intoxicating than I imagined! The breast flesh was so delicate, so slippery, tightly clinging to and wrapping around my glans and shaft. The powerful squeezing sensation and warm touch were like the most exquisite slutty cunt, instantly making me so comfortable I almost cried out!
"Mmm... ah..." Li Ying also let out a comfortable, yet strange moan, her body trembling slightly from the sudden stimulation. Her hands squeezed her breasts even harder, providing the perfect "cavity" for my little cock.
I began to slowly thrust within her soft cleavage. With each in and out, I could feel the friction and compression of her breast flesh. Although my cock was too small to provide true penetrating pleasure, this feeling of being softly enveloped and freely rubbed was already enough to make me feel like I was in heaven and dying from pleasure!
Just as I was immersed in this wonderful sensation, I suddenly heard Li Ying beneath me, with a hint of almost imperceptible disdain in her tone, softly "tsking." Her voice was just loud enough for me to hear:
"Tsk... husband, this little thing... it's not even as thick as this servant's finger... rubbing around in these breasts... it's like tickling... so boring..."
*Boom—!!!*
These words exploded in my mind like a clap of thunder!
She... she actually... disdained my little cock?! And said I was just tickling her?!
An unspeakable, extreme sense of shame instantly swept over my entire body! But immediately following it was an even more violent, more perverse excitement!
She really understood me! She knew I liked to hear that! She deliberately said it to humiliate me! To stimulate me!
Fuck! This little vixen! She knows exactly how to handle me!
This stimulation was too intense! I felt a tingling sensation in my glans, and a hot current rushed straight to my lower abdomen! Not good! Going to cum!
I gritted my teeth, veins bulging on my forehead, forcing myself to suppress the surging urge to ejaculate with sheer willpower! My abdominal muscles tensed, and my asshole unconsciously clenched tightly! I could feel my little cock convulsing painfully in her cleavage, and a small amount of pre-ejaculate seemed to have already uncontrollably seeped out from its tip, making that soft breast flesh even more slippery.
"So... that's it, it's boring?" I gasped, my voice distorted from holding back the desire, but with an even more frantic excitement. "Then Ying'er tell me... how should this husband's little cock... make a slut like you feel something? Huh? Is it... not even enough to pick your teeth?!"
As I spoke, I thrust harder into her deep cleavage! My little meat stick rubbed vigorously between her plump breast flesh, creating a sticky, watery sound.
Li Ying was stimulated by my crude actions and even more explicit dirty talk, letting out gasps one after another, but the playfulness and sense of control in her eyes grew stronger. She seemed to greatly enjoy seeing me in this lowly state, clearly impotent yet still stubbornly pushing, and craving her humiliation!
She deliberately twisted her waist, making her full jade breasts sway even more violently, and her cleavage tightened accordingly, giving my little cock an even stronger squeezing sensation. At the same time, her charming yet malicious voice spoke again:
"Oh my... husband, this little loach... is quite energetic, isn't it? What a pity... it's too short... it's not even as long as this servant's pinky finger... If it were Zaha's thick, long, big black cock... I'm afraid a single thrust... could pierce right through this servant's breasts, couldn't it? Hehehe..."
Zaha! Big black cock! Pierce through!
These forbidden words struck my nerves like heavy hammers! Jealousy! Humiliation! And that perverse excitement, like a drug addiction, instantly engulfed me!
Fuck! She actually took the initiative to mention Zaha's big cock! She really was thinking about that black dick!
"You slut! You still dare to think of other men!" I roared, my little cock below suddenly shrinking from this ultimate stimulation, almost surrendering on the spot! No! It can't end like this! I need to change positions! I want to look at her face! Watch her slutty expression, a mix of disdain and enjoyment, as my little cock thrusts into her breasts!
"Turn over!" I commanded roughly, "Lie down for me! Slut! Let me fuck your breasts from the front!"
Li Ying was startled by my sudden roughness, but then a glimmer of even greater excitement flashed in her eyes. She obediently turned over and lay languidly on the soft couch, her long jade legs slightly parted, her full jade breasts gleaming invitingly in the candlelight. Her hands still supported and squeezed her breasts together, that deep cleavage like an open little mouth, waiting for my presence. Her eyes were hazy and provocative as she looked at me, a seductive smile playing on her lips.
I climbed onto the soft couch, moving above her body, and re-aligned my aching, erect little cock with that inviting cleavage. From this angle, the visual impact was even stronger! Her flushed cheeks, hazy eyes, delicate red lips, and those snow-white peaks that subtly rose and fell with her breathing, as well as the deep chasm squeezed out by her hands...
I took a deep breath and thrust in again, fiercely!
"Pfffh—!"
Wetter! Tighter! Entering from the front, the sensation of her breast flesh wrapping and squeezing was even more intense! I could clearly see my little cock moving in and out of that pale, soft flesh, each thrust accompanied by ambiguous squelching sounds and her unrestrained moans!
"Mmm... ah... husband... your little thing... so... so hardworking..." she panted, her eyes still holding a playful smile, "Too bad... it's still too small... it feels... like a finger... poking around inside... heheh..."
Finger! Poking around!
She actually compared my vigorous thrusting to a finger poking?!
This ultimate humiliation! This naked contempt!
Ahhh!!!
I couldn't hold back any longer! All reason collapsed in that instant! The desire I had forcibly suppressed for so long surged out like a bursting dam!
"Urgh—!!!"
With a suppressed growl, my body suddenly stiffened! My little cock convulsed violently deep within her soft cleavage! A warm, thin, cloudy fluid finally erupted uncontrollably from my urethral opening!
The quantity... was still pitifully small...
That little bit of thin semen couldn't even fill her deep cleavage, only leaving a few shallow, lewd marks on that snow-white breast flesh, as if silently proclaiming my impotence and misery.
Li Ying looked down at the pitiful white fluid on her chest, a more obvious hint of disdain (this time, perhaps not entirely feigned?) flashed in her eyes, and she softly "tsked" again, as if something dirty had gotten on her.
"Sigh... only this much..." She pouted, her voice filled with disappointment (perhaps also feigned?), "It's not even enough for this servant to pick her teeth with..."
Hearing her follow-up remark, my recently climaxed body instantly went limp. An extreme sense of shame and emptiness washed over me like a tide. But... damn it! In this ultimate humiliation and emptiness, I actually... felt a trace of... satisfaction?!
I really am... beyond saving...
I lay on her soft body, panting heavily, feeling the afterglow of orgasm and the shame that penetrated deep into my bones.
After a long while, I finally recovered. I raised my head, looking at my wife, who was still flushed and had hazy eyes beneath me, a wave of pity and... even more perverse love swelled in my heart.
"Alright... my good Ying'er... you've worked hard..." I lowered my head and gently kissed her sweat-beaded forehead, my voice tired but more filled with satisfaction and anticipation. "Just now... was merely an appetizer... our true 'game'... is only just beginning..."
As I spoke, I reached out and picked up the dice and paper slips that had been tossed aside, a wicked, anticipating smile returning to my face.
I lay sprawled on her soft, fragrant naked body, panting heavily, feeling the afterglow of climax and the deep-seated shame and satisfaction. The person beneath me had also turned into a puddle of spring water, her flushed cheeks buried in the brocade quilt, only her slightly rising fragrant shoulders and rapid breathing indicating the storm she had just experienced.
Those few pitiful drops of white fluid still remained between her snow-white jade breasts, like insignificant blemishes on white jade, yet they were the ironclad proof of my impotence and the "evidence" of her disdain. I didn't immediately wipe them away; instead, I felt... leaving them there seemed even more stimulating? It reminded both her and me, more profoundly, of what had just happened...
"Hmph... husband, that's all you've got?" Li Ying finally recovered her breath, her voice languid from climax and with a hint of playfulness. She turned her face, her alluring eyes like silk threads looking at me. "Only for such a short while... and you've given what little stock you had to this servant's breasts?"
She deliberately pushed out her chest, making the jade breasts stained with my semen wobble before my eyes, her gaze full of provocation and a sense of control.
Fuck! This little vixen! Just finished serving me, and she's already teasing me again! She clearly knows I'm at the end of my rope, yet she deliberately says such things!
Another surge of wicked fire rose in my heart, but my body honestly felt a wave of fatigue. I rolled off her and lay beside her, pulling her soft body into my arms.
"You still say that..." I deliberately pinched her still firm nipples, eliciting another soft cry from her. "Just now, who was it... who was driven to ecstasy by this husband's 'little loach'? Hmm?"
"Tsk! Not at all!" She spat at me, her face flushed, but then she actively snuggled into my embrace, finding a comfortable position. "This servant was just... just cooperating with you, husband..."
Cooperating?
My heart stirred. I hugged her tighter, resting my chin on her smooth forehead, my voice lowered, carrying a hint of curiosity and probing: "Ying'er... just now... you said my little thing... was like tickling... and you also said... if it were Zaha's big black cock... it could pierce through your breasts... were those words... were they... deliberately said for me to hear? Or... did you... truly think that in your heart?"
Hearing my question, Li Ying's body noticeably stiffened. She was silent for a moment, not answering immediately. Only the faint crackling of the candlelight and our slightly hastened breathing remained in the bedroom.
After a long while, she finally stirred slightly in my arms, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz: "Husband... do you... really want to know?"
"Yes," I nodded, my heart filled with anticipation and a touch of uneasiness. How would she answer? Would she continue her "performance," saying it was all to please me? Or would she... admit her true feelings?
She fell silent again, seemingly organizing her thoughts. Then, she raised her head, her moist eyes shimmering with complex light in the candlelight, looking into my eyes, and slowly said:
"Husband... this servant knows you like to hear those words... like to see this servant... disdain you... adore those... those thick, large things..." Her cheeks flushed again, her voice trembling slightly. "This servant is your wife... naturally... I must try my best to satisfy my husband..."
She paused, seeming to find it difficult to articulate, but continued: "But... husband... that one of yours... it truly... truly is too small... sometimes... this servant... really feels... feels nothing at all..."
*Boom—!!!*
Although I had anticipated it, hearing her actually say "feels nothing at all" hit my heart like a heavy hammer! Extreme shame! But... damn it! There was also that electrifying excitement coursing through my body!
She... she finally admitted it! She wasn't acting! She truly thought my little cock was inadequate!
"So..." she looked at my complex expression, her voice lowering again, with a hint of caution, "This servant said those words... on one hand... to make you happy, husband... on the other hand... it... it was also... somewhat... hmm..." She didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was already self-evident.
"What about... Zaha's big cock then?" I forced down my inner excitement, my voice hoarse as I pressed on. "You mentioned him... said he could pierce through your breasts... was that... also...?"
"That... that was just this servant talking nonsense..." she quickly shook her head, her cheeks as red as if they would drip blood. "This servant... this servant just wanted to make you more excited, husband... How could this servant... how could I really think about such... a vulgar slave..." Her voice was a little flustered, as if she was eager to distance herself.
Is that so? Was it really just talking nonsense?
I looked at her flickering eyes, not entirely convinced in my heart. But I didn't press further. Some things are best left unsaid beyond a certain point. What mattered was that she admitted my "inadequacy," and also admitted that her "performance" wasn't entirely false. That was enough! This cleared the biggest obstacle for our upcoming "game"!
"Alright... my good Ying'er... this husband understands..." A huge weight lifted from my heart, and an unspeakable sense of relief and satisfaction surged within me. I hugged her tightly, pressing a deep kiss on her forehead. "It was hard on you... to be willing to say those insincere words for this husband..." I deliberately misinterpreted her words, giving her a way out.
"Husband..." She seemed relieved as well, rubbing against me in my arms, her voice thick with a nasal tone and dependence.
I looked down at the few almost dry white marks on her chest and gently scraped them with my finger: "Alright, look here... it's all dirty..." I picked up a clean cloth nearby, dipped it in warm water, and meticulously began to wipe the semen from her chest.
The cloth brushed her delicate skin, bringing a cool touch. She comfortably narrowed her eyes, like a kitten being carefully pampered by its owner. As I wiped her, I admired her perfect jade body, my heart filled with tenderness and... even more ardent desire.
After I had cleaned her, seeing her jade breasts once again smooth and flawless, my lower abdomen began to warm up again.
"Ying'er..." I leaned close to her ear, my voice becoming hoarse again, "We've tasted the 'appetizer'... should we... continue our 'game'?"
Li Ying's body stiffened slightly, then relaxed. She turned her head, looking at the familiar wicked gleam in my eyes, and gently nodded, a charming and submissive smile curving her lips: "It's all... as husband wishes..."
"Good!" I was invigorated, immediately picking up the dice and the three paper slips. "This time... Ying'er, you throw them!"
Li Ying took the dice and paper slips, took a deep breath, and cast them out again.
I nervously stared at the tumbling dice and paper slips! This time... what would it be?
The dice and paper slips finally stopped.
Paper slip—"Zaha"!
Body part dice—"Toes"!
Instruction dice—"Lick"!
It was this combination again! Exactly the same as the first time!
I suddenly looked up at Li Ying! She was stunned, too, staring at the result, the color instantly draining from her face, her eyes once again filled with horror and disbelief!
But this time, besides horror, there seemed to be... a hint of... resignation? And a deeper, hidden... expectation?
"This... this..." She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but couldn't.
"It seems... it really is Heaven's will..." I looked at her, a meaningful smile appearing on my face, my voice low and full of temptation, "Ying'er... it seems... your jade feet... are destined to be thoroughly 'served' by that black slave..."