"Damn it! Fuck! Your rotten cunt is worse than that slut just now, it's too fucking loose! If it weren't for this rotten slut of yours being like this now, I wouldn't have wasted money touching that slut's tits just now!" Wu Wu pulled up his trousers, cursing and grumbling as he got down from the last carriage in the caravan.
And the petite woman inside the carriage lay amidst semen splashes. Her entire body had barely a clean patch of skin; yellow, white, colorless – various men's semen was plastered all over her body.
Wu Wu was still bothered by that slut from earlier, that is, Li Ying.
He still couldn't understand why that slut's cunt was so strange. The hole was alluringly soft and pleasant, even carrying a hint of shy refusal, clearly a top-grade specimen at first glance.
But once his huge phallus was inserted, a heavy squeezing sensation made him slightly uncomfortable. But this was still alright; the most dangerous thing was the love fluid inside the vagina. It seemed to corrode the penis; a needle-like pain entered from the urethral opening, moving down the urethra, as if it would completely ruin his entire penis.
Moreover, the deepest cervix could not be pushed open no matter what. That slut's uterus was already pushed far back by the two Kunlun slaves. If not for his extraordinary talent and a penis length that surpassed his peers, he wouldn't even have been able to touch that tender, exquisite uterus. When he finally managed to touch the cervix after enduring countless hardships, he found that no matter what angle he attacked from, he couldn't open that slut's cervix… Frustrating! So frustrating it made him want to go to grandma's house!
What he didn't know was, Li Ying had now been transformed by the Heaven-tier Black Spades Soul Imprint ♠. It was almost impossible for ordinary men to penetrate her. The massive penises of high-level Black Clan men were now almost the only key to opening Li Ying's cervix and desire opening. Unless she herself genuinely liked the man she was copulating with, or willingly submitted beneath his crotch, only then could she enjoy this exclusive sexual organ that belonged solely to the Black Clan… Of course, Wu Wu and his gang of uncouth men certainly didn't fall into any of the above categories. If they forcefully indulged in Li Ying's cunt, then an hour later, a twenty-centimeter penis inserted would only be fifteen centimeters when pulled out. If they didn't repent, it could even corrode into that "baby root" I had before…
Most of Li Ying's love fluid now flowed out from her uterus. Naturally, it would pass through those pitch-black Black Spades Soul Imprints ♠. The Black Spades Soul Imprints ♠ would mark all the love fluid that passed through them. These marks contained Black Clan identification information, including scent, genes, and other crucial details. To put it more simply, it was like 'a dog peeing'. Li Ying was now a green lawn marked by 'dog pee'. Other 'dogs' passing by would naturally recognize her as the Black Master's slut.
Furthermore, the marks released by the Black Spades Soul Imprint ♠ possessed exclusivity. That is, once a vessel carrying sperm from other races invaded, it would frantically mobilize the host's body to retaliate and would not stop until this 'invader' was completely eradicated…
Thus, only if the host resisted with extremely strong consciousness could the 'invader' be protected.
Therefore, if not for her beloved, which woman would sacrifice her own pleasure to serve others…?
Getting back to the topic, the woman in the carriage at this moment was named Li Jing, with the appearance of a delicate and beautiful young lady. If this woman were to put on clothes and return to her normal state, she would be quite youthful and lovely. Often wearing a long gown of goose-yellow satin, her figure was slender and graceful. Her entire demeanor revealed her to be a woman from a scholarly family, her talent and intellect boundless. Though her prime youth was not as young as Lin'er's, it was still the most beautiful time in a woman's life, her wonderful body had just fully matured, bearing the delicate appearance of someone ready for anyone to pluck and enjoy.
But looking at her now, lying in semen, where was the tenderness and youth that a woman of her age should possess…?
Although her skin was still fair and lovely, almost indistinguishable from that of a normal noble young lady's skin, feeling as if water could almost be squeezed from it. A slender waist, snowy-white face, and perky, beautiful buttocks — truly a rare beauty.
Up to this point, it was still normal. But when her genitalia were seen, it was breathtaking. Teardrop breasts, even grander than 36D, lacked any elasticity or firmness, hanging down as if all youthful essence had been exhausted. Pitch-black areolas covered one-fifth of the beautiful nipple tips. The two 'black beans' were even larger than the part of your thumb above the middle joint, if you're looking at a screen. If one observed carefully, one could even see trickles of breast milk emerging from the nipple pores in the center, like a broken valve continuously leaking…
And between this graceful woman's legs, it was even more exaggerated. Large, charcoal-black labia hung on either side of her jade-like legs. Her pubic area had merged with this abalone. If her delicate body's beautiful skin was compared to the pure white of midday, then, beneath the dense pubic hair, the skin of her vulva was like the hazy darkness of twilight, appearing oily, reflective, and brownish-black. In the hairless areas, her labia minora were also very long, pressed tightly against her labia majora. Due to long-term stickiness from love fluid, there was still a slight mark when torn open, but this was one of the few places on her with a hint of pink…
Her vagina could barely close on its own tightness, remaining slightly ajar almost all day. Her ass-hole and cunt-hole were also extremely similar; in the center of the dark chrysanthemum petals, a hole the size of an adult man's middle finger permanently resided there. The dark red flesh inside was clearly visible…
Analyzing her withered, broken body, this must be an elder-level figure from the brothel district. Her genitals were even more lewd and debased than many madams in their thirties; one couldn't even estimate how many years she had been serving clients.
Unless it was due to frequent lovemaking year-round, such a debased body could not have been formed. She was the slut Wu Wu spoke of, who sold her cunt and ran a brothel. She started selling her cunt at a brothel at thirteen, earning money for the madam. From a brothel with only her as a prostitute, it developed into the tenth-ranked red-light district in Pingkang Ward. And of the two hundred thousand taels of silver that the brothel grew to possess, she alone earned one hundred thousand by selling her cunt! The reason for this can be found by looking at Li Jing's growth from her first-person perspective.
...
My name is Li Jing, I'm 11 years old, and I am the Heaven's Favored Daughter of the Li household. But I have a secret: I am a transmigrator, and my previous life's name was also Li Jing!
In my previous life, I also came from a scholarly family. Although I had no worries about food and clothing, the constant adherence to rules made me extremely bored. By chance, I encountered SM. After that, I gradually began to display my body on Pornhub and Twitter, subtly expressing my desire to find a master to control me.
Finally, on my 18th birthday, I found a 'perfect' master. He was gentle, handsome, well-endowed, and good in bed…
In short, he was the most perfect man in the world. We had played with dilation indoors, exhibitionism outdoors, and simulated perverts on buses… But I always felt he had a flaw, though I could never quite put my finger on it.
At 19, my master told me to sell my cunt to earn money for him. During the day, I was a dignified lady at university. At night, I went to the red-light district to solicit clients. My heavily made-up appearance made it so my classmates couldn't recognize me. I especially enjoyed the pleasure of this contrast; only when I stood side-by-side with other prostitutes did I feel truly alive…
At 25, my master used the money I earned from selling my cunt to buy an apartment in the city center. But what I got in return was not closeness, but a hint of disdain. After he saw my rotten cunt, he wasn't very willing to play with me anymore. Before, whenever I handed him the money earned from selling my cunt, my master would train me all night long. We would both reach the peak of desire, enjoying that indescribable feeling of sex.
But because I frequently served clients for him to earn money, my body gradually became soiled. His eyes slowly filled with disdain. Even when I begged him to play with me, my master merely went through the motions.
It seemed my daily pleas for my master to train me gradually made him weary of my existence. So at 26, he found a cuckold slave to be my nominal husband. His name was Zhang Zhi; his features were well-defined, but his personality was dull, and he didn't please me at all. So, at first, I strongly refused to marry him.
But when I saw the Cuckold Contract my master had prepared for Zhang Zhi and me, only then did I understand my master's painstaking efforts…
Cuckold Contract
Party A: Li Ba (Li Jing's Master)
Party B: Zhang Zhi
Party C: Li Jing
Party C being Party A's private property is a prerequisite. Now Party A cedes the rights of nominal husband to Party B. Party B must fulfill the following obligations:
1. Always recognize Party C as Master, must cherish her, protect her, and not allow her to be harmed.
2. Although Party B possesses the rights of a nominal husband, Party B must not have sexual relations with Party C, nor directly stare at Party C's breasts, buttocks, or genitals, as these areas belong exclusively to Party A. When viewing Party C's thighs, lower abdomen, or back, Party B must kneel to appreciate them and express gratitude for Party C's grace. Unless permitted by Party A, Party B must strictly maintain a chaste relationship with Party C.
3. As Party A is the actual owner and user of Party C, to prevent Party B from violating the rules, Party B must wear a chastity device at Party C's request. Party C needs to continuously adjust the size of the chastity device to make Party B's penis progressively smaller. Currently, Party B's erect penis is 18 centimeters; after one year, it must be shortened to at least 15 centimeters; after two years, to 12 centimeters; after three years, to 9 centimeters, and so on.
4. Party B must separately prepare a training room for Party A and Party C's sexual activities, and Party B may only enter to observe with the consent of Party A or Party C.
5. Whenever Party A visits Party B and C's home, Party B's marital bedroom automatically belongs to Party A.
6. Party B must not obstruct Party A's training of Party C, and must provide unconditional material and spiritual support.
Although Party C is nominally transferred to Party B, Party C must fulfill the following obligations:
1. Party C must firmly maintain marital relations with Party B, and absolutely cannot divorce unless requested by Party A.
2. Party C, as Party A's property, must actively maintain physical chastity with Party B.
3. With Party B's support, Party C's cunt-selling revenue must now double, striving to enable Party A to live a better life.
4. Party C must constantly monitor Party B's penis shortening progress, effectively supervise and manage masturbation, and daily provide Party B with three consecutive masturbation-ejaculation services, striving for Party B to quickly achieve the short-root task.
Party A enjoys all rights and bears no obligations, possessing the right to arbitrarily modify the contract. There is no master-servant relationship between Party A and Party B; however, Party A is Party C's master, and Party B must always respect Party C. From the date of signing the "Cuckold Contract", Party B and Party C must record a video of their voluntary signing as a guarantee, loudly reciting their obligations.
...
On our wedding day, my master sowed his seed into me on the marital bed. My uterus could finally hold my master's semen, and unlike before, I didn't have to take contraceptive pills the next day. That night's training left me unforgettable for eternity, and the thought of being able to bear a child for my master made me so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.
After marriage, Zhang Zhi and I treated each other with mutual respect. I worked normally during the day, and at night I went to solicit clients, selling my cunt. I also gained a large number of repeat clients. Before I turned 27, I basically didn't have to worry about clients. A beautiful face coupled with youthful skin is always a woman's greatest attraction…
At 28, because I had borne a child for my master, my body became even more damaged. My breasts sagged severely, my cunt was black and loose, and I no longer had repeat clients.
But my desire grew stronger and stronger. At this point, my 'husband' Zhang Zhi voluntarily applied to my master to satisfy my needs with his tongue. That night was our first physical intimacy. It was then that I realized he wasn't with me because of a fetish, but because he truly liked me…
Gradually, we developed feelings for each other. Only then did I discover he was truly a good man in the secular world. Because my master had new sex slaves, he relaxed his control over us. He also knew that with my current rotten cunt, I couldn't earn much money for him at all. But we always adhered to our master's agreement. His penis never inserted into my slutty cunt, and I always remained chaste as jade for my master.
At 30, my lower body began to smell. As the number of clients I served increased, my body was already nearly ruined from being played with. Nipple rings dragged down my black nipples. My breasts, lower abdomen, and thighs were all tattooed with various lewd patterns and names…
I accepted all sorts of body-damaging games during climax. My master's name was tattooed on my breasts, and the logo on my nipple rings was also custom-made for my master.
Without normal customers, my master began to push me towards many big bosses with strange fetishes. So in that year, at 30, my cunt could even easily accommodate an adult man's two hands. Such a size still seemed to have plenty of room to spare.
Under the manipulation of these 'heavy taste' bosses, they expanded my slutty cunt greatly, hooking their fingers around my uterus, applying force again and again. Eventually using tools to induce uterine prolapse, causing my uterus to also begin detaching. From then on, I was completely ruined. Unless my vagina was plugged, my uterus would automatically fall out when I walked. And my master never played with me again after that…
At 31, my master used the money I earned from selling my cunt to drive luxury cars and live in villas, while my body lost its last bit of appeal. He could only package and sell me, extracting this last bit of value.
My master planned to sell me to America, to be played with by those perverted white pigs, to utilize my last bit of lingering value. Sadness, fear, and excitement intertwined within my Masochist heart. My deepest hope was to be played with until I became a peerless slut that everyone despised. I believed I still had 'room for improvement', but I was also afraid of being played to death…
After I discussed it with my husband, Zhang Zhi, he absolutely disagreed. He feared losing me. He argued with my master, even nearly coming to blows.
Later, my master pulled out the video of our oath as a threat. And at that time, Zhang Zhi was already a company executive. He couldn't afford to lose. He also had the bastard child of my master and me to raise…
On the night before parting with Zhang Zhi, my master allowed him to penetrate my body for the first time. Although his penis was played down to only seven centimeters under my 'high pressure', but these seven centimeters brought me a sweetness I had never experienced with the thousands of men I had copulated with.
We embraced and wept. It was during our tender intimacy that I realized how much I loved my cuckold husband. He never disdained my ruined body. He even gently caressed my skin. After ejaculating, he patiently cleaned my lower body, and he would comfort me after my 'climax'…
The next day, I rode in my master's luxury car for the first time. Before, he disliked my rotten cunt, afraid it would stink up his car, and never allowed me in it.
I was very happy that this was something I earned for my master by selling my cunt. And I was about to contribute my last rotten cunt to my master. A slut like me should be like this, firmly controlled by my master… But why did I feel reluctant in my heart?
"No! I don't want to leave! The person I never wanted to leave was Zhang Zhi! I've grown accustomed to seeing this honest husband every morning when I open my eyes, I've grown accustomed to lying in his arms and watching the stars before bed…"
I used to think that such a perfect master had a flaw, but I could never articulate this feeling of incongruity. Only today, as he was about to sell me abroad, could I clearly express this feeling.
The flaw in my master's perfection was that he didn't like me. There was no love between us. He used me to satisfy his desires: desire for money, desire for sex, desire for possession, desire for training.
And I used him to satisfy my Masochist desires. We were always just a transaction. It was just that in this willing transaction, I was the one being controlled, yet I willingly immersed myself in it…
The moment I understood, my master's sudden brake startled me awake. I saw a small, ordinary car blocking us from the opposite direction. Zhang Zhi, in the car opposite, revealed a smile he had never shown before, as if it made the sky lose its color and the air fall silent. The resolve in his eyes seemed capable of holding up the collapsed sky for me.
On this hillside, he and my master were like swordsmen meeting head-on. In that instant, I hoped Zhang Zhi would win, even if it cost my life.
"Bang!" A deafening crash sounded. But this sound was the loud impact of my master's luxury car colliding with the guardrail.
As the vehicle plummeted, my thoughts rapidly spread. The two most important men in my life: one controlled my body, one possessed my soul. I chose to let Zhang Zhi live.
Sitting in my master's car, I forcefully turned the steering wheel towards the mountains, while Zhang Zhi's small car continued on its predetermined route towards a future without me. And I, along with the luxury car I earned by selling my cunt, perished with my master. I didn't hate my master; I just loved my husband…
When I woke up again, I had already appeared at the beginning of this prosperous Zhenguan Era…
After reincarnation, my appearance was exactly the same as when I was a child in my previous life. My skin was very fair. My small, cherry-like mouth sparkled. My small face, with its star-like eyes and bright teeth, was instantly adorable. Although I was only 12, my height had already developed to 1.4 meters. My breasts also far surpassed those of my peers, reaching a B cup. It seemed to be the unique plumpness of this body…
My father's lineage traced back many generations to royalty. It was just that the bloodline was too thin, so our family could no longer enjoy the benefits of today.
The Li family was also a prestigious household in the Capital Region. My father did not like business and passed the Juren examination. And my mother died in childbirth when I was born. After inheriting all the memories of this body, I also bore her longing for maternal love…
When I first transmigrated at the age of twelve, I recited a few Ci poems by Li Qingzhao to reminisce about my hometown and Zhang Zhi. My father happened to overhear them, praised them repeatedly, and then publicized them, which caused a huge sensation. Even the City Lord's Mansion sent people to congratulate us, subtly raising the Li family's status. I instantly became the Capital Region's Talented Woman. My father was very happy, praising me as a genius again and again, which gave me great autonomy. In my father's mansion, my authority was second only to his...
But every time I recalled the feeling of being controlled in my previous life, I wished to find someone to properly and strictly 'discipline' my young, disobedient, noble self.
As I sat in the cold sedan chair, passing through the bustling market again and again, watching mothers holding their daughters' hands and buying them sugar-coated haws and glutinous rice cakes, I suddenly felt so envious…
One early morning, I was reciting various classic Confucian texts in the courtyard when a "Thump! Thump! Thump!" knocking sound rang out. I thought it was my father returning home and rushed to the mansion gate to greet him, but instead saw a disheveled, ash-faced woman arguing with the manor guards. Then, with a 'thud', she knelt at the gate, kowtowing repeatedly, hoping to get something to eat from the manor.
This aunt's hair was very messy, but her skin seemed very dark, and she had many scarred wounds, clearly a fierce woman who had begged outside for a long time and often fought with people. Yet, she wore a pair of well-made dirty shoes, indicating she had once been wealthy. Furthermore, there wasn't a single wrinkle on her face; beneath her dirty eyebrows, her eyes even faintly revealed a trace of lingering proud demeanor. If cleaned and well-cared for, she would definitely be a woman of lingering charm.
What moved me most was her harsh lips. When disciplining someone, she would surely show no mercy… This… isn't this my fantasy of a mother? My father had never beaten or scolded me; I longed for a family with a kind father and a strict mother, one that could restrain me.
I had no experience living in the marketplace, but she had struggled there for a long time and could certainly teach me a lot. And as the high and mighty little princess of the Li family, ordinary etiquette aunts would certainly not dare to discipline me, but this aunt looked very fierce and wouldn't tolerate my little tantrums; she would definitely be very strict when disciplining me.
I was still a filial and obedient daughter. If I revered her like a mother and served her well, she would surely become very beautiful, even more attractive than me, and perhaps would boldly step on the noble me…
Thinking of this, my newly matured little cunt slowly oozed a trace of hot fluid.
I happened to be in need of a personal aunt and an etiquette aunt, and she fit all the criteria. I secretly made up my mind, "I must make her stay!"
But what I didn't know was that my masochist soul from my previous life and my current life's lack of maternal love had subtly fused together.
"Bang!" A sound startled me from my fantasy. I realized the guards had already driven the aunt away. I quickly went forward to ask why.
"Miss, that woman just now, named Huang Jiaojiao, is not a good person. She used to be the adopted daughter of Huang Si Niang, the madam of Jinmei Brothel. Later, she offended the City Lord's Mansion's eldest young master and was supposed to be dealt with. It was Huang Si Niang who paid a huge price to save her, but instead of being grateful, she sought revenge, almost killing Huang Si Niang with a cup of poisoned wine. If the Immortal Physician Sun hadn't happened to pass by, she might have truly harmed someone. This shrew is notoriously tricky, harsh, and ruthless. Miss, you should be careful of her in the future."
After hearing this, I was not afraid; instead, I felt a little excited inside and asked, "Her ruthlessness is obvious, but why do you say Huang Jiaojiao is tricky and harsh?"
The guard felt honored that I was willing to talk more with him and naturally spoke without reservation, "Miss, you might not know, but when Huang Jiaojiao was young, she relied on being Huang Si Niang's daughter and got an idle position as a trainer in Jinmei Brothel. However, her words were extremely unpleasant, and she would beat many poor girls who had just been sold in until they were covered in wounds. If she saw anyone disrespectful to her, she would scold them twice, so her popularity in Jinmei Brothel was extremely poor. If Huang Si Niang hadn't protected her, she would have been kicked out long ago. Now, she's probably getting her just deserts." After the guard finished Huang Jiaojiao's story, my underwear was completely wet.
But now I am the city's renowned talented woman, so I must feign aloofness and maintain my airs, otherwise, my father would again say I lacked proper temperament.
Although I had lived long in the deep boudoir, unknown to most, the servants in the mansion certainly knew me. If I showed a crazy woman's demeanor, I would disgrace the Li mansion… I turned and walked towards the backyard, not because I was giving up on Aunt Huang Jiaojiao, but because there was a dog hole in the backyard. I often crawled out of it to play secretly in the past. Every time I crawled through the dog hole, I felt that I was destined to go out through that 'door'.
Now, to find my etiquette aunt, I would crawl through the dog hole to find my 'mom'.
Perhaps it was fate, but as I crawled out of the dog hole and looked up, I saw Huang Jiaojiao walking towards me. As she passed by, she looked down at my 'dog paddle' posture on all fours.
My heart trembled at that moment. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt that Huang Jiaojiao, seen from this position, was exceptionally noble. Although this harsh aunt came from a prostitute background, she was more noble than me, a young lady. I truly wanted to lie naked at her feet and call her 'mom'.
She didn't pay attention to me, this 'playful' little girl, leaving without a moment's pause, preparing to beg at the next house. After all, her stomach was numb with hunger, and if she couldn't beg for food, she might not survive the night.
Seeing her about to leave me, I quickly stood up and called out to her, "Aunt Huang, wait. I can help you."
Aunt Huang heard that I could help her and carefully sized me up. Seeing me dressed in a pure white silk princess dress, clean and well-groomed, she took quick steps towards me. Her height of about 1.7 meters made me involuntarily look up at her. I suddenly realized how majestic she seemed to me now… After a moment of thought, Aunt Huang actually spoke my name: "Are you Miss Li Jing? Are you the talented woman of the Capital Region?"
Aunt Huang's words carried a strong accent, and my name seemed to be subtly pronounced as Li Ji (Jing).
A flashback of my previous life, when I sold my cunt as a prostitute for my master, flashed through my mind. My noble status gradually abandoned, my dignity slowly diminishing. I thought to myself: for my name to be uttered by Aunt Huang's mouth is a blasphemy against her.
When this thought appeared in my mind, I quickly shook my head, mimicking Aunt Huang's accent, and said, "Yes, yes, I'm called Li Ji (Jing), but I dare not accept the title of talented woman."
I maintained a humble and subservient attitude, keeping my head bowed as I spoke, staring intently at Aunt Huang's feet, all to leave a good impression on her.
Aunt Huang smiled politely, "How do you know my surname is Huang? And how do you plan to help me?"
Aunt Huang smiled at me! I was so happy!
I smiled brightly, jumped up happily, even causing my newly developed B-cup breasts to bounce several times, fully displaying my youthful 'charm'.
Aunt Huang naturally noticed my chest, and a hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes. She mumbled to herself, "She's quite the seductive seedling. If I were still a trainer, if this girl fell into my hands, then…"
When my sharp ears caught Aunt Huang's murmur, my earlobes quickly grew hot, and a flush spread across my cheeks. My B-cup chest could bounce so intensely for two reasons: one, slender branches bear abundant fruit—my waist was especially slender, but my chest had developed remarkably quickly.
Second, I didn't wear underwear. Ever since my father was transferred by my granduncle to a neighboring city to oversee business, I had completely let loose in the mansion. No one could order me around; it was my turn to order others.
Speaking of which, I truly am a bad girl, I really need discipline!
Blushing, I replied, "I heard from the manor guards that your surname is Huang. I think Aunt Huang is very beautiful and I'm worried she might be bullied outside, so I want to help her. Now, I'm the only one in the rear residence. If Aunt Huang doesn't mind, you can come and stay at my house."
Aunt Huang, who had experienced the ups and downs of life, looked at me with suspicion. She squatted down to be at my height, intending to reach out and pinch my cheek, but seeing the dust on her hand, she pulled back. She tried her best to put on a gentle smile and asked, "Miss Li, my little dear, tell Auntie honestly, why are you willing to help Auntie? We're not related by blood or anything. If it's just because I'm good-looking, I can't accept your help. Besides, I know how ugly I look right now."
Watching Aunt Huang's dirty hand extend halfway and then retract, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
More importantly, Aunt Huang didn't believe me now, and I couldn't tell her the real reason, otherwise, she would look down on me even more. I could only lie, "Ji'er (Jing'er) wants to learn from Aunt Huang."
"Hmm?"
"Aunt Huang has struggled so hard in the marketplace; she must have more life experience than me. I want to learn life skills from Aunt Huang."
Aunt Huang was half-believing, half-doubting, but ultimately, her growling stomach made her compromise.
I quickly told her about the abundance of food in the mansion, and Aunt Huang finally gave a hearty laugh: "Li Jing, I won't eat, use, or stay here for free. You can make a request of me."
"Aunt Huang, you're not affectionate enough with me. I call you Auntie, but why do you still call me Li Jing?" I was a little displeased, wanting to deepen my relationship with Aunt Huang.
"Then tell me, what should I call you? Jing'er (Ji'er)? Little Jing (Ji)?" Aunt Huang asked.
"What do you call little girls there?"
"Before I was sold to Jinmei Brothel, I was from Huangjia Village. We call the little girls in the village 'yatou,' but you're a young lady, so that wouldn't be appropriate."
('yatou' means "maidservant" or "slave girl")
"Just 'yatou,' then. From now on, will you call me 'yatou,' please?" I was very satisfied with this address. Because in towns, 'yatou' serve the mistress. I felt 'yatou' suited me well.
Seeing Aunt Huang hesitate a bit, I began to use my attractive looks to my advantage, hugging her waist and acting coquettishly, then naturally lying down and embracing the big aunt's thigh.
"Aunt Huang, can you be a bit more affectionate with me? I grew up without a mother, and I think you're very much like my own mom. It would feel much closer if you called me 'yatou'."
"Alright, alright, get up. You naughty girl. I can't do anything with you." Aunt Huang smiled at me helplessly.
"That's great, thank you, Aunt Huang." I got up and rushed into Aunt Huang's embrace.
"Yatou, you can be coquettish later. How do I get in? Your family's guards treated me very poorly." Aunt Huang patted my little buttock and said.
My heart was filled with delight. I quickly pointed to the dog hole, and under her surprised gaze, my knees weakened, and I knelt directly before her. Then my small hands landed on the ground, and I crawled in like a dog. After demonstrating, I crawled back out.
As I crawled, my movements were exactly like a dog's, and my mouth unconsciously opened, with a small bit of tongue exposed.
After coming out, I didn't immediately stand up. Only when I had crawled to Aunt Huang's feet did I slowly prop myself up and say, "Aunt Huang, look, it's very convenient to go in here. Once you're in, it's fine."
A hint of doubt appeared in Aunt Huang's eyes, and then she said with disdain, "Although I'm down and out, I'd rather die than crawl through a dog hole. Is there no other way?"
A sudden thought struck me. I led her to the nearby wall, where a water vat was padded at the base. If she could just flip over it, she could land safely inside.
Aunt Huang tried it and then looked troubled. She was just a little short of reaching the eaves. "Yatou, this wall is too high, I can't reach. Wait for Auntie to move some miscellaneous items to step on."
"If there are miscellaneous items here, the patrolling guards will discover them, and Aunt Huang, even if you climb up, I don't have enough strength to move them away."
I thought, the opportunity has come, and I prepared my emotions: "Aunt Huang, how about you step on my back? I'll carry you in, would that work?"
She paused, looking at my snow-white princess dress. "Okay, if you're willing, of course, I am. No need to take off my shoes, right! I only have one pair, and they haven't been washed in a long time. My feet must smell bad, I'm a bit embarrassed to take them off."
"Good, no need to take them off." Saying that, I quickly rushed forward, getting on all fours, back facing up, kneeling. I formed my buttocks, waist, and head into a slope, my tender face sideways against the ground, my burgeoning perky buttocks held high, signaling her to step on my head, waist, and buttocks, one step at a time, moving upward…
She glanced at me, then unceremoniously stepped her left foot on my face. The physical pain made me bare my teeth, but mentally, it felt so good I almost cried out. It was the first time I had realized the idea of being stepped on by a woman, and by the noble Aunt Huang no less. Then, her second step, her right foot, landed on my waist, and her third step, her left foot, finally landed on my soft, perky buttocks. Her fourth step, her right foot, quickly followed.
Both tender buttock cheeks were each half-stepped on by a foot. And Aunt Huang finally got a hold of the top of the wall, but it seemed she didn't have enough strength. Her feet occasionally lost balance, her shoes forcefully rubbing against my buttock cheeks, pushing them apart, exposing my chrysanthemum and cunt hole to the air. The slight tearing sensation felt so good that my lustful fluid poured out. Subconsciously, I went to touch myself below, and immediately my arm went limp, my buttocks lost strength, and Aunt Huang also fell down from above, landing squarely on my head.
"Yatou, are you alright? Did you fall? You should have said if you couldn't hold on earlier." Aunt Huang anxiously helped me up. But I didn't feel any pain; instead, there was a deep warmth. My heart had already decided that the aunt who was to be my 'strict mother' cared for me so much.
Compared to my previous life's master, this outwardly harsh Huang Jiaojiao seemed more 'worth entrusting'… A hint of guilt flashed in my heart, and I began to apologize: "I'm sorry, Aunt Huang. My hand slipped. Are you alright?"
Aunt Huang waved her hand, sighing, "Even with something to step on, it's no good. My hands can reach, but I don't have enough strength. Am I really going to have to crawl through the dog hole? I'm truly unwilling."
Seeing Aunt Huang's regretful and disheartened gaze, I stated firmly, "Aunt Huang, please rest assured, Jing'er (Ji'er) will absolutely not let you crawl through the dog hole. The noble and beautiful Aunt Huang absolutely cannot crawl through a dog hole."
Aunt Huang didn't take my words to heart, merely asking casually if I had any other ideas.
I looked at my proudly protruding chest and suddenly felt that these were two lumps of cheap flesh that should be stepped on by the noble Aunt Huang. My virgin little hole seemed to uncontrollably stream with lustful fluid. My clear, crisp voice was almost inaudible as I said, "How about Aunt Huang steps on my chest? That distance should be enough for Aunt Huang to climb up. Even if Jing'er (Ji'er)'s breasts are damaged, it's because I'm not up to par, and I deserve to be taught a lesson."
All my other words were spoken in standard Mandarin, only the 'Jing' (Ji) character was consistently pronounced with her accent.
Aunt Huang was stunned upon hearing this. I thought she would firmly refuse and was prepared for disappointment.
But Aunt Huang truly lived up to being a good aunt, a good prostitute. She actually looked at my breasts thoughtfully, seemingly contemplating the feasibility of my suggestion.
Ultimately, Aunt Huang shook her head and refused. "No, Auntie is very grateful that Yatou would think so much for me, but after careful consideration, it's still not possible."
Before I could express my loyalty, Aunt Huang continued, "On one hand, Yatou is still young and doesn't know the importance of breasts to us women. It's not worth it to ruin your breasts just to keep me from crawling through a dog hole. Even the lowest prostitutes know to protect their bodies. On the other hand, Yatou's dress is made of silk, it's too slippery. Stepping on soft breasts, the clothes might slip off, and then Auntie would take a terrible fall again. That really hurt me just now."
Seeing my suggestion rejected, a strong sense of loss flashed through my heart. I quickly said, "It's alright. Aunt Huang still has to teach me how to live in the marketplace in the future. Jing'er (Ji'er) cannot let my teacher suffer, and while I may not be skilled in other things, respecting teachers and revering the Dao is carved into my bones."
Aunt Huang smiled slightly, her expression doting as she stroked my head. "There's just no doing anything with you, Yatou. Although Auntie doesn't want to disappoint your efforts, the fabric of your skirt is indeed too slippery, unless…"
Aunt Huang paused here, and I quickly pressed, "Unless what?"
Aunt Huang pinched my cheek with her dust-covered hand, leaving a black fingerprint, and said with a conflicted expression, "Actually, Aunt Huang also feels for Yatou going to such lengths. If Yatou is willing to expose your breasts from under your skirt, and let Auntie step directly on your breasts, it would be safer. Auntie would then be willing to step on your breasts to climb over the wall."
Upon hearing this, without a moment's hesitation, I tore open the neckline of my skirt. Two youthful, tender white rabbits quickly popped out. My youthful skin was fair and smooth, and my extremely pink nipples indicated they had never been used.
Aunt Huang was shocked by my bold actions and also captivated by my youthful, full delicate body. Her large hand, with a hint of calluses, cupped my breasts, stroking from the northern hemisphere to the southern, wiping the dirt from her hand onto my pristine breasts. Sometimes she kneaded the breast flesh, sometimes she played with the nipples, seemingly unable to believe such perfect breasts could exist… I was stimulated by Aunt Huang's gentle touch and moaned softly in heat. The 'ying ning' sound startled Aunt Huang, who shook her head and said, "Yatou, these breasts are top-grade! Are you really willing to let Auntie step on them?"
I nodded repeatedly, pretending to be innocent, "Auntie, I respect my teachers very much. Please feel free to step on them. Even if Jing'er (Ji'er)'s breasts are damaged, it's because I didn't live up to expectations, and I deserve to be taught a lesson even more."
With that, I leaned my back against the wall, my thighs forming a right angle with the wall, to make it easier for Aunt Huang to step on. Then I pushed my chest high, increasing the surface area for Aunt Huang to step on.
Aunt Huang didn't hesitate. She finally took a step, using my thigh as a pivot, and successfully stood on my bare chest.
When she stood on my breasts, the immense pressure hurt me so much tears welled up in my eyes, but I was also excited, cunt juice dripping onto my pink lips… At this moment, I suddenly looked up at Aunt Huang's skirt. I was stunned by the sight before me: Aunt Huang's labia were fat and dark, almost catching up to mine at 28 in my previous life. White discharge occasionally flowed out of her vagina; I couldn't even tell if it was normal discharge or semen.
Then, a drop of milky-white lustful fluid dripped from her labia into my wide-open, surprised mouth. Using my memories from my previous life, I instantly tasted it—this was semen!
Aunt Huang didn't notice my surprised expression. She unceremoniously stepped on my breasts for leverage, and with a light jump, straddled the wall.
I found that two small black footprints were left on my breasts, one on the left and one on the right, staining my fair breasts black. And these footprints were like a tattoo between master and slave, seemingly saying: once stepped on by me, you can only be a slave to my smelly feet…
Only after Aunt Huang's safe landing did I reverently kneel before the dog hole and crawl in step by step.
As soon as I entered the backyard, I saw Aunt Huang standing with her arms crossed, looking proud and condescending, gazing down at me and asking, "Yatou, what now?"
A strange excitement inexplicably flashed in my heart, as if I had anticipated what kind of sexual interest my future life would add…