Through the rippling sensation transmitted from my beloved wife's beautiful back, I could feel that Li Ying's delicate buttocks were surely undulating in layers of flesh waves, her snow-white flesh churning, as if water would be squeezed out by each successive impact.
*Thwap thwap thwap thwap~~~~*
The sound of buttocks colliding was very loud, fierce, and powerful, filling the entire courtyard.
That gigantic cock, like a world-destroying black dragon, rapidly moved in and out of Li Ying's slutty pussy.
The speed became faster and faster, as if he had inexhaustible energy.
Wave after wave of power, through that black dragon, pounded into the deepest part of my beloved wife's slutty pussy, then transmitted to her buttocks, and finally conducted to my back. Even though I couldn't see clearly, I could distinctly feel the intensity of their coupling. This ferocious coupling was something I could never give Li Ying. I was even on the verge of collapsing under this impact, but I could not fall. If I fell, my beloved wife's pleasure would cease, and that was something I absolutely did not want to see.
In an instant, my mind cleared. The previous muddled and confused feeling vanished like smoke. Now, I firmly supported my beloved wife's path of seeking coitus!
As I pondered, that dark black flesh cock, thrusting rapidly in and out, incessantly splashed lewd fluid, bringing out a large ring of white foamy lustful juice.
Even the floor was covered in large wet patches. Feeling my beloved wife being fucked dry like a mere flesh pot, my lower body almost burst the Trapped Dragon Lock.
*Thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap!!!!!*
The fucking sounds reverberated continuously, the cock thrusting madly, bringing out large splashes of watery fluid.
"Ah ah ah ah~~~ Fuck me to death, Master's big cock is so fierce ah ah ah ah!!!~~ I'm so ecstatic~~~ Ah ah ah~~~ I want to bear children for you ah ah ah~~~!!!" At this moment, Li Ying was fucked into a trembling mess, her eyes rolling back. Her hands unconsciously slapped the surrounding floor, and the pair of eye-catching ample breasts on her chest ceaselessly swayed, her breast flesh churning, making Kate's blood surge.
My beloved wife's voice was now completely unleashed. Every melodious cry in her tones captivated the soul, as if every syllable exuded a lewd aura, more enticing than the moans of a courtesan in a brothel.
I crawled like a turtle and looked back from between my own legs, only to see the veins bulging on Kate's legs. When he was truly enjoying himself, he even stood on tiptoes, and then, with the weight of his body, dropped vertically again, the power from his solid muscles, accompanied by his black giant root, forcefully jabbed into my wife's slutty pussy.
You don't feel any pity for someone else's wife, do you?
If it were an ordinary woman, she would have begged for mercy from being fucked, but seeing my beloved wife's feigned reluctance yet welcoming movements, I knew she thoroughly enjoyed this violent thrusting!
"Cheap bitch, do you love Master's cock?!" Kate yelled, while violently fucking.
"Love! Love! Love! Fuck this bitch to death!!~~Ah ah ah~~~" Li Ying's voice, a little hoarse, cried out.
"Hahaha…" Kate laughed heartily, looking at me behind Li Ying.
At this moment, I could only hear the sounds they made; I couldn't even see my own wife's delicate body. But he, as the master of the inner courtyard, could fully enjoy the stunner beneath his crotch. His smugness overflowed in his expression, and his fucking motions became even more furious.
His big cock endlessly moved in and out of her tender hole. The glans, larger than an egg, scraped over every inch of Li Ying's flesh hole, sending her soul soaring.
*Thwap thwap~~*
*Thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap!~~~~*
Kate's solid buttocks slammed again and again onto my beloved wife's snow-white big buttocks, making those large buttocks ripple with rolling flesh waves.
Looking at Li Ying's incessantly swaying large breasts, especially the Black Spade ♠Q♠ mark on her beautiful breasts, which greatly satisfied him, Kate's excitement surged. He grabbed Li Ying's breasts, one in each hand, thoroughly enjoying himself. Then, with a forceful squeeze, milky white fluid flew everywhere.
Kate heartily opened his mouth, catching some of the surging breast milk, then laughed loudly: "Excellent! The pregnant slave is still a big milk cow, hahahaha!!!"
Although Kate was nursing, his movements between her legs did not slow down in the slightest; he continued his vigorous fucking.
*Thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap thwap~~~*
The sounds of flesh colliding continuously resonated. Li Ying's pair of large breasts were squeezed, causing milk to gush wildly from one, while five-finger marks appeared on the other, making Kate's large black hand sink into those pure white, massive breasts.
"Oh~~ I forgot, Brother Wu can't see what we're doing, can he? How about you, little lady, tell him what we're doing!"
Suddenly, Kate, while fucking, asked teasingly.
"We… we're fucking—"
Li Ying was fucked to the point of forgetting almost everything. Because the pleasure was so intense, her body turned largely red, red showing through white, like a cooked, tender large shrimp. At this moment, in her perception, only that meat rod inside her little hole mattered; nothing else was important.
"Splendid! Slutty bitch, are you happy now?!" Kate asked, looking at Li Ying's obsessed woman look and patting her pretty face.
"Happy… happy… I feel so sexually blissful I might faint… Wu Lang… are you happy? Ah ah ah… I'm so happy ah…"
Li Ying's words struck a chord in my heart: "Happy, wife… Mistress, if you are happy, I am happy!"
"Then do this more often in the future. When Master and I couple outside, we have no flesh cushion… ah~~ ah… you can come over and cushion for us… ah… ah… so deep~~~"
"Haha!!!"
Amidst Kate's hearty laughter, they fucked in this position for half an hour, with me carrying the two of them the entire time.
It wasn't until Li Ying had orgasmed multiple times that Kate also neared his climax, beginning a furious, intense bout of fucking. His solid buttocks relentlessly slammed down, the black giant python moving in and out, almost wearing smooth the folds within my beloved wife's vagina.
"It's gone... it's gone..."
Li Ying's almond eyes rolled back. Her head rested limply on my body, and her jade hands reached back to cup my cheeks, as she forcefully endured the grinding of the giant root.
A full quarter of an hour passed. Finally, Li Ying succumbed. When the cock thrust to the deepest part of my beloved wife's flower palace one last time, her entire uterine flower chamber began to violently expand and contract. Yin essence fluid also profusely secreted, and her fishy cavity began to clench and writhe.
At the same time, "Black Emperor's Tribute" began to operate automatically. The Black Spade ♠Q♠ on my beloved wife's body emitted a purple light. The True Qi and True Essence accumulated over these days began to converge towards her flower palace.
"Fucking slut, all my seed is for you, hand over your power!"
Finally, Kate, who had been fucking for most of the day, also ejaculated. Large gushes of semen wildly surged out, spraying onto the cervix, mixing with the lewd fluid.
At the same time, all the power within my beloved wife's body was extracted by Kate. This extraction proceeded very smoothly; Kate didn't even actively attempt to extract Li Ying's power. Her delicate body had already been transformed by the Black Tribe, instinctively contributing a large amount of True Qi and True Essence. The power in her delicate body could no longer be controlled by herself, like a portable power bank that could be extracted at any time…
*Squelch—*
Kate stood up. His big cock pulled out of her little hole, and countless glistening white semen gushed out of the little hole, soaking the floor everywhere.
What a thoroughly satisfying coupling. I watched Li Ying lying on the ground at that moment, wildly gasping for breath, her body steaming, looking completely played out.
Kate let out a satisfied breath, put on his clothes, and left, leaving a remark: "You two, green man and red woman, haven't seen each other for seven days. Today I'll allow you half a day together. Tonight, come to my room; this Priest has something to announce!" His receding figure was incredibly dashing, utterly heartless after pulling out – truly a scumbag!
After Kate left, I impatiently went to my beloved wife's side and gently lifted her. Her body still retained Kate's scent, mixed with the smell of sweat and lust, making me feel a dizzy spell.
I carried her back to the room and carefully laid her on the bed. Her body was limp and weak, her eyes tightly shut, her breathing rapid, as if she was still savoring the recent passion.
I greedily gazed at her body. Her skin was fair as jade, covered in marks left by Kate. On her neck, chest, and thighs, there were hickeys and scratch marks everywhere, silently telling tales of the frenzy. Her honey hole was slightly open, with Kate's semen still lingering inside, slowly seeping out and spreading across the snow-white sheets, forming lewd flowers.
I reached out a finger and gently caressed her honey hole, feeling its wetness and swelling. My finger was covered in her arousal fluid and Kate's semen. I brought my finger to my nose and took a deep breath. That scent, a mix of my beloved wife's body fragrance and Kate's rank, gamey smell, made me feel a wave of dizziness.
My lower body was already painfully erect, and the Trapped Dragon Lock cut into my skin. How I wished I could press her beneath me now and fiercely possess her, but I knew I couldn't do that.
She was now Kate's pregnant slave and wife, and I…
I could only silently gaze at her body, imagining how Kate played with her. My heart was filled with humiliation and excitement. These two completely different emotions intertwined, making me feel the joy of cuckoldry.
I couldn't help but reach towards my beloved wife's intimate area, gently parting her swollen labia. Her vaginal opening was much larger than before, and its color had darkened, no longer the pink and tender hue it once was.
I tentatively inserted one finger into her. It went in very easily. I continued to go deeper: two fingers, three fingers, four fingers… My entire hand easily slipped into her, feeling almost no resistance.
I remembered that before, my beloved wife's honey hole was so tight that even with just one finger inserted, she would let out a painful moan. But now, her honey hole had become so loose and slack that even if I inserted my entire fist, she probably wouldn't feel any discomfort.
I gently moved my fingers, feeling Kate's lingering semen inside her. The thick fluid flowed out along my fingers, covering my palm, emitting a pungent, gamey smell.
In my mind, images of Kate fucking my beloved wife surfaced. His huge black cock moved in and out of my beloved wife's honey hole, wildly thrusting, making her honey hole so loose, so utterly lewd.
This made me grudgingly praise the Black Tribe's penises; they truly were formidable. How could an ordinary man possess such a weapon?
But at the same time, I felt an inexplicable excitement. My beloved wife's lewdness, her looseness, stimulated me incomparably. I knew I could never satisfy her like Kate could, but I could gain a perverted pleasure from her wantonness.
Suddenly, a thicker fluid gushed forth from my beloved wife's honey hole, splashing my hand. I froze for a moment, then realized it was Kate's semen.
Looking at Kate's semen covering my hand, my heart was filled with complex emotions. This was a volume I could never ejaculate…
"Mm-hm~" With a soft moan from my beloved wife, she slowly opened her eyes, which still held a dazed haziness. She looked around, then her gaze fell upon me.
"Husband…" she called softly, her voice a little hoarse, as if still in a dream.
"Wife, you're awake." I hastily took her hand, asking with concern, "Is anything uncomfortable?"
Li Ying didn't answer my question but instead asked back, "Wu Lang, how have you been these past seven days?" Her tone was calm, without any discernible emotion.
"I… I've been fine." I answered with a hint of guilt.
"Really?" My beloved wife looked at me with a half-smile. "Then why do you look so haggard today, the moment we meet?"
My cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Not knowing how to answer, I immediately changed the topic: "Wife, what exactly happened these past few days? Why are you so respectful towards Kate now?"
Wisps of excitement appeared in my beloved wife's eyes, as if she had a thousand words to say. But seeing my anxious expression, she gave a gentle, seductive smile, turned her head, and caressed my cheek. Her gaze was tender, yet with a hint of mockery, as she asked back, "Wu Lang, do you like me the way I am now?"
My heart rate suddenly quickened. Her question made me feel both shame and excitement.
"I… I…" I stammered, not daring to look directly into her eyes.
"Wu Lang, are you jealous?" My beloved wife's voice held a hint of a smile.
"I… I'm not." I stubbornly denied it.
My beloved wife laughed. Her laughter was clear and melodious, yet carried a hint of seduction. "Wu Lang, you don't need to lie to me. I know you must feel very uncomfortable, but also very happy. These past few days, I've seen many green hats like you, but observing from a bystander's perspective truly has a unique flavor."
My cheeks flushed even deeper; I felt utterly ashamed.
My beloved wife gently caressed my lips, her fingers lightly rubbing against them, making me feel a numb tingling. "Wu Lang, do you truly not like me the way I am now?"
Her gaze was tender, yet held a hint of aggression, making me unable to resist.
"I… I…" I stammered, but finally spoke my true feelings, "I like it."
My voice was very soft, almost inaudible, but I still said it.
My beloved wife smiled. Her smile was radiant, yet with a hint of seduction. "I knew it, Wu Lang, you would definitely like me."
Her tone was gentle, yet carried a hint of triumph, as if she was saying she understood me too well.
Looking at her smile, my heart was filled with complex emotions. This was no longer a test, but a direct sharing of our hearts…
I didn't dwell on this question anymore. I immediately went to the kitchen to prepare tonics and food for her, then let her rest well for an entire afternoon. I stayed by her side, holding her, feeling her rhythmic breathing in my arms. Li Ying also slept very soundly in my embrace, not groggily waking until the sun had set.
After the meal, Li Ying and I walked hand-in-hand into the old bedroom. The moment the door opened, Li Ying let go of my hand and instantly threw herself into Kate's arms, loosening the clothes on her shoulders to reveal her fair, tender, fragrant shoulders and large, snowy breasts.
Kate leaned back on the bed, holding a cup of wine in one hand, with the other arm around me, looking at me with a playful gaze.
"Li Ying, you have given birth to an Earthly-tier offspring for the Black Tribe. According to the rules, you are now promoted to Black Spade Ninth Concubine." Kate spoke slowly, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.
Hearing this, my beloved wife showed a hint of joy on her face and said confidently, "Master, your slave wishes to become the Queen of Spades. Only a Queen can serve the Black Emperor."
Kate chuckled softly. "Queen of Spades? That's not easy. My father's requirements are very strict. However... becoming the Queen of Spades isn't impossible. According to the rules, you need to give birth to three Earthly-tier offspring, or make a significant contribution to the Black Tribe."
My beloved wife's expression became anxious. Kate continued, "Furthermore, within the Black Tribe, to protect the health of the pregnant slaves and ensure more offspring, we generally don't let pregnant slaves give birth consecutively. They need to wait at least half a year, wouldn't you say?"
Li Ying seemed struck, her expression dim. Seeing this, Kate smiled faintly, "Promoting in a conventional way certainly takes time. However, there are other ways to contribute to the Black Tribe, such as donating Black Tribe Tribute Gold."
My beloved wife's eyes lit up. She immediately turned to me, "Wu Lang, let's donate the Black Tribe Tribute Gold! That way I can become the Queen of Spades faster and serve the Black Emperor! And then husband can also enjoy worldly pleasures with your concubine!"
Her tone was full of expectation. I was very curious what had happened during the seven days she was with Kate, that she would worship the Black Emperor so much.
I looked at my beloved wife's yearning eyes, my heart filled with mixed emotions.
"Very well, Madam, I promise you."
I took a deep breath and said firmly, "I will do everything in my power to donate the Black Tribe Tribute Gold for you, so you can become the Queen of Spades as soon as possible."
"Besides the Black Tribe Tribute Gold, there are other ways to contribute to the Black Tribe." Kate took a sip of wine and said leisurely, "For example, by working on the fifth floor of Meixiang Brothel."
Meixiang Brothel is the largest brothel in the capital. Typically, the fifth floor is reserved for beauties of captivating charm. Without a recommendation and sufficient family wealth, one cannot enter. I heard that a young master from Jiangnan went to Meixiang Brothel's fifth floor only a dozen times and squandered his entire family fortune. It's clear how expensive that place is...
It seems Meixiang Brothel is also one of the businesses operated by the Charm Black Organization.
Hearing this, my beloved wife's expression subtly changed. She asked somewhat nervously, "Meixiang Brothel? Wouldn't that mean... a prostitute?"
Kate shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of sanctity. "No, they are not ordinary prostitutes, but Holy Prostitutes. They exist to serve the Black Emperor and to spread the Black Tribe's faith."
His tone was filled with a bewitching power. I saw my beloved wife's eyes begin to glaze over.
"Holy Prostitute..." my beloved wife murmured to herself, seeming to chew on the meaning of those two words.
"Precisely, Holy Prostitutes." Kate continued, "They use their bodies to serve the Black Emperor, bringing prosperity and flourishing to the Black Tribe. They are the Black Tribe's most devout believers, and their most esteemed women."
His words were like a spell, constantly pounding against my beloved wife's heart. I saw the hesitation in her eyes gradually disappear, replaced by a kind of fanaticism and devotion.
"I am willing to become a Holy Prostitute!" my beloved wife said firmly, her tone filled with resolve.
My heart tightened in surprise. I never expected my beloved wife to accept Kate's brainwashing so easily.
Kate nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, my little bitch, you truly haven't disappointed me. From today onwards, you are a Holy Prostitute of Meixiang Brothel."
My beloved wife knelt on the ground and devoutly kissed the back of Kate's hand. "Thank you, Master. Your slave will certainly serve the Black Emperor with all her heart and might, and make contributions to the Black Tribe."
Her tone was full of fanaticism and worship, as if the Black Emperor was her divine deity.
I looked at my beloved wife, brainwashed, and my heart was filled with mixed emotions. I knew that she had completely lost herself and become Kate's puppet. But I couldn't just let Li Ying abandon herself to a place like a brothel, where the people were mixed and the clients were of all sorts. I was worried that my beloved wife's body would be harmed, as many Johns carried venereal diseases.
"Lord Kate," I couldn't help but ask, "In a place like Meixiang Brothel, clients are bound to have some illnesses. I wonder if Madam's health can be guaranteed?"
Kate glanced at me, his tone carrying a hint of disdain. "Don't worry. Li Ying has already been blessed by the Black Tribe's Holy Altar, and her flower palace has been genetically modified by the Black Tribe. She won't contract any diseases."
His words made me feel a little more at ease.
"Furthermore," Kate paused, and continued, "Li Ying was once the Ice Deer Fairy, first on the Ten Beauties Scroll, her fame far-reaching. Her entry into Meixiang Brothel makes her a golden-tier Holy Prostitute. In just half a year, she can qualify for promotion to Black Spade Fourth Concubine."
My beloved wife heard this and was immediately overjoyed. "Really? Master, then I can go to Meixiang Brothel tomorrow..."
Kate nodded. "Of course. I will send someone to take you there tomorrow."
My heart sank. I still wanted to ask for more details, such as the specific situation at Meixiang Brothel, and how many clients my beloved wife would need to receive each day.
However, my beloved wife interrupted me and, holding my hand with pitifully charming eyes, asked, "Wu Lang, you will support me, won't you...?"
Seeing that I didn't respond, Li Ying continued, "Now, I am Master's madam and pregnant slave. My body is controlled by him, but he didn't force your concubine. And you yourself once said that you hoped I would pursue my own happiness. Your concubine has found it now, and hopes for husband's support..."
I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, nothing came out. I knew that whatever I said, I couldn't change her mind.
...
The next day, Li Ying indeed, as she had said last night. After I went to the Imperial Palace to give lectures as usual in the early morning, she set off for Meixiang Brothel. When I returned to the manor, Kate told me to personally go to Meixiang Brothel to pick up Li Ying.
I sorted through my thoughts. Li Ying and I had privately agreed that this would be her last period of wild abandon. Since she had now agreed to this, it would be impolite for me to object again. All I could do was fully support her. When we grew old, this would also be an unforgettable memory.
Since I had transmigrated here, then I might as well let loose and play. After all, I held the truth in my hands. I wasn't afraid of the Black Tribe people harming me. Even if public opinion fermented, I still had plenty of money. At worst, I could just go to Zhenguan Green Garden Estate in Qingzhou to retire!
The Tang Dynasty night was as black as spilled ink. The wind made my outer robe flap loudly. I stood at the entrance of Meixiang Brothel, holding a lantern, my heart thumping like a rabbit trapped inside my chest. Today was the first time I personally came to pick up my beloved wife to go home, and this feeling truly stirred a mix of emotions in me.
Meixiang Brothel was a famous money pit in Chang'an City. Lights blazed brightly, the scent of cosmetics mixed with alcohol wafted directly into my nostrils. Laughter and moans drifted down in waves from the fifth floor. Listening, my face flushed, my heart pounded, and my palms sweated. I didn't dare go straight in, fearing I'd encounter a scene that would make me feel pained and envious, so I just stood at the entrance and waited.
Not long after, the brothel madam came out, swaying her waist. She was over fifty, with wrinkles at the corners of her eyes deep enough to trap mosquitoes. Yet, her eyes still held a seductive charm; she must have been a captivating enchantress in her youth.
She scrutinized me up and down, then grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth: "You're Wu Tao, right? Here to pick up your madam, Li Ying? Today's her first day receiving guests here, she's been so busy her feet haven't touched the ground. Thirty men, one after another, and her little waist actually held up. She's truly a born bitch prostitute!"
Hearing those words, my heart felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, aching terribly, yet I also felt an indescribable excitement. The brothel madam patted my shoulder, grinning even wider: "Your madam is truly something else. Covered in semen, she had to be helped when she walked, but her face was flushed, so alluring it seemed to drip with charm. Heh, the silver notes she earned tonight are enough for an ordinary family to live off for a whole year—truly valuable!"
I gritted my teeth and whispered, "She's worked hard. Where is she?"
The brothel madam squinted at me and chuckled. "Hard work? What hard work? She was born to do this. Just you wait and see, she'll be out soon."
I didn't reply again, my mind a mess. In a short while, two pimps came down from upstairs, slowly helping Li Ying descend the stairs. I looked up and nearly lost my footing. She was wrapped in a thin gauze dress, so sheer it was as if she wore nothing, revealing large expanses of fair, glistening skin. Her body was sticky with semen, some dried and hardened, some still wet, dripping down her inner thighs. The Black Spade ♠Q symbol on her chest shimmered eerily under the light, and the small mark at the corner of her eye was flushed red, making her whole person irresistibly alluring. Chastity locks hung on her chest and lower body; the locks were silver and gleaming, just covering the crucial spots. It was these heinous chastity locks that were immediately fastened once she stopped receiving clients, allowing everyone else to fuck her, but not me.
She was helped in front of me, looked up, and glanced at me. A hint of disdain was hidden in her eyes, but her face was as rosy as a ripe peach. Her lips were moist, stained with a bit of whitish fluid. Her chest rose and fell with her gasps, and the chastity locks jingled. Her hair was disheveled, and sweat glistened on her forehead. The strong scent of semen from her body assailed my nostrils, mixing with her own body fragrance, making my head spin a little.
I quickly stepped forward and supported her, whispering, "Madam, let's go home."
She didn't speak, just leaned against me. Her legs were as soft as if she were stepping on cotton. I had to half-embrace her to help her walk.
The two pimps handed her over to me, chuckled, and left. I helped her into the carriage. The carriage wasn't big, with a blanket laid inside. But the moment she sat down, the blanket was immediately soaked by the semen dripping from her inner thighs, making a squelching sound. I closed the carriage door; a strong smell of semen assailed my nose inside the carriage. Yet I didn't dislike it; instead, I found the scent somewhat enticing.
I held her in my arms; her body was sticky, semen dripped from her inner thighs. Some had dried, clinging to her skin like a white shell, while some was still fresh, warm, flowing down her legs onto my hands. I took out a handkerchief to wipe her face, but she lazily pushed me away and scoffed:
"What's there to wipe, husband? No, wait, you're Wu Lang now. Don't you like me like this? Has your useless cock already gotten hard?"
My face flushed. I looked down and indeed, my trousers were bulging. I whispered, "Madam, I feel for you. You took thirty clients today, you must be exhausted, right? I'll go home and make you something delicious."
"Call me Madam!"
After saying this, she snorted coldly, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes. She seemed to find it very unpleasant for non-Black Tribe men to touch her body. But then she narrowed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips: "Feel for me? Hmph, those Tang Johns' penises are as useless as yours, soft and floppy, thrusting in feels like tickling. But they are wild men, and they can make you a cuckold, which does bring your concubine some pleasure. It's slightly more satisfying than with you; your concubine can still tolerate it. What a pity, though, they still can't compare to the Black Tribe's big black cocks. Their cocks are hard as iron and hot as fire, penetrating makes your slave feel pleasure down to her very bones!"
Her words were like a knife stabbing my heart, yet the more I listened, the harder I became. That thing in my crotch was aching from its hardness. I hugged her tightly, swallowed, and gently stroked her waist, whispering, "Madam, you're tired tonight. I'll wipe you down and let you rest well."
She didn't refuse, but she also didn't respond to me, merely leaning against the carriage wall and closing her eyes. I wet a handkerchief with a little water and carefully wiped the semen from her body. The whitish substance was terribly sticky; some had dried on her skin and required effort to remove, while some was still wet, dripping down her inner thighs onto the blanket with faint squelching sounds. As I wiped her chest, my fingertip accidentally brushed the chastity lock. The icy cold metal made my heart tremble. She opened her eyes, gave me a sidelong glance, and softly said, "Don't touch there. That's Master Kate's property. You're not worthy, oh~~"
I sheepishly withdrew my hand, but still couldn't help staring at her. The Black Spade ♠Q symbol on her chest was especially prominent under the light. Her nipples were crusted with semen, hardened and pressing against the sheer gauze. The chastity lock on her lower body jingled with the carriage's movements, and the little hole beside the lock still seeped with whitish fluid, wet and glistening.
Seeing me stare at her, she curled her lips and mocked: "Is this how Wu Lang respects his Madam~~~ Thinking about your concubine's pleasure? What a pity, even if your cock gets hard, you can only look on. All those Johns can fuck me, but you can't, haha! Today there was an official, fat as a pig, his cock as short as a finger. I couldn't even feel it when he put it in, but he ejaculated a lot, smearing it all over my face. Tell me, isn't that disgusting?"
My face burned like fire. Seeing my embarrassment, a hint of panic appeared in her eyes. But after glancing at the coachman, she said nothing more. Yet I saw a slight moistness at the corners of her eyes.
I emboldened myself and embraced her, whispering, "Madam, you were wonderful today. Your husband will remember it for a lifetime."
Her body stiffened. After a long moment, she softly said, "Wu Lang, you truly are a fool."
Her words sounded cold, but I felt a hidden warmth within them. She leaned against my chest, closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually stabilized. I gently patted her back, my fingers accidentally brushing against the semen on her thigh, leaving my hand completely sticky. I looked down at her; her face still held an alluring expression, her lips slightly parted, and her breaths carried a faint, sweet, cloying scent.
I continued to wipe her body with the handkerchief. The handkerchief was soaked, so I took another dry one and wiped her from her shoulders to her waist, then down to her inner thighs. Her inner thighs were covered in semen. Some had dried, clinging to her skin like a shell, while some was still wet, flowing down her leg seams.
I wiped very carefully, afraid of hurting her. But she frowned, and finally sighed, whispering: "Husband, stop wiping. Being sticky isn't a big deal. When I'm fucked by Master, I often get ejaculated on like this. Anyway, I'll have to wash back home. Husband, why are you so spineless? Your concubine is covered in other men's smells, and you're still here serving me. Don't you find it dirty? Before, it was only the Kunlun slaves in the manor, which was understandable, as their giant cocks are indeed much bigger than yours. But now, it's various small penises fucking your madam. Can you accept that too? Husband, will you later, when... when the person is gone and the tea grows cold, dislike your concubine and divorce her?"
I finally understood the reason for her low spirits, and said gently: "Madam, I don't find it dirty. You are my madam, and no matter what, your husband will never abandon you. And the 'green hat' originally wasn't about Kunlun slaves, but ordinary people. It's just that we took too big a step. Madam, rest assured, your husband will always believe what you've said, and hopes Madam will not doubt your husband's past promises."
Hearing this, something flashed in her eyes, but then immediately turned cold again: "Husband, you little green turtle, your tolerance is quite strong. But don't think you can coax your concubine with just a few words. From now on, serve diligently and show it with actions. To be honest, your concubine finds receiving clients at Meixiang Brothel quite stimulating; it's a completely different experience. And dedicating the silver earned to the Black Tribe truly excites your concubine even more..."
She paused here, then added softly: "Moreover, today there was a John who was quite amusing. His cock wouldn't get hard, but he insisted on licking me there. He licked until I was itchy, but unfortunately, it was useless; he went soft halfway, pretty much like you." My face flushed. I whispered, "Madam, don't say any more."
She seemed to sense that my shame had reached its limit, and hummed softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz. Yet, hearing it, I felt a warmth in my heart. She leaned against me, her breathing gradually steadying as the carriage swayed leisurely towards home. The night wind crept in through the window cracks, dispersing the scent of semen in the carriage. I looked down at her; her face still held an alluring charm, but the disgust and exhaustion were also undeniable.
The carriage creaked to a halt at the entrance of Wu Manor. The morning breeze blew chillingly, and I helped my beloved wife out of the carriage. Her legs were so weak she couldn't stand steadily, and her body was sticky with semen, as if she had just been pulled from the water. I simply picked her up in my arms; her body was as light as a feather, but the strong smell of semen made my head swim a little.
I whispered, "Madam, we're home. I'll get you some hot water to wash up."
She leaned against me, lazily hummed in assent, her eyelids drooping as if she might fall asleep at any moment. I carried her into the house and went straight to the washroom. There was a large wooden tub in the washroom. I gently set her down, and she leaned against the tub's edge, her sheer dress clinging wetly to her body. The Black Spade ♠Q symbol on her chest was faintly visible, and the chastity lock on her lower body jingled. I quickly went to the kitchen to boil water; the flames crackled, and in a short while, a large pot of hot water was ready. I carried the buckets back and poured ladleful after ladleful into the wooden tub. Steam rose, and the room grew warm.
I turned to look at her; she was leaning there, head tilted, eyes half-closed, her face etched with exhaustion. I walked over and whispered, "Madam, please rest well. Just let your husband attend to your bath from now on."
She didn't make a sound, just nodded.
I carefully untied her sheer dress. As the gauze parted, it revealed a pale, exposed body, covered in dried semen, as if painted with a layer of white lacquer. The Black Spade ♠Q tattoo on her chest was blurred by sweat, her nipples were hard like pebbles, and there was still some milky discharge clinging around them. I took a cloth, dipped it in hot water, and began wiping from her neck. The semen was incredibly sticky, requiring vigorous scrubbing to remove. Her skin turned red from my wiping, but she didn't utter a sound, merely breathing with her eyes closed. From her chest to her waist, then down to her thighs. Her inner thighs were completely covered in semen; some had dried, sticking to her skin like a shell, while others were still wet, trickling down her leg cleavage and dripping into the water, creating ripples. I scrubbed hard with the cloth. Her little hole was red and swollen around the edges, and some milky discharge oozed from beneath the chastity lock, emitting a fishy smell. My heart ached intensely, yet my crotch hardened painfully. I knew she liked me watching her like this, and my heart felt a mix of bitterness and sweetness.
She was too tired. Halfway through, she slumped in the tub and fell asleep, mumbling something I couldn't make out. Looking at her face, my heart felt warm. She still loved me, and though I could only sense it in the details, it didn't prevent our unspoken understanding.
I lifted her from the tub, wrapped her in a dry cloth. She slept soundly, her breathing steady, like a child. I whispered, "Madam, you rest. I'll take you back to your room."
Carrying her, I left the washroom and walked towards what used to be our bedroom. I pushed open the door, and a strong male scent assaulted my nostrils. Kate sat on the bed, bare-chested, his muscles bulging. His pants had a noticeable bulge, making it obvious his cock was hard. Seeing me enter with Li Ying, he grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Wu Turtle Pimp, you finally brought my little bitch back. She did well today, didn't she?"
I gently placed Li Ying on the bed. She slept like a dead pig, her cloth-wrapped body still radiating heat. I whispered, "Master, Madam received thirty clients today at the Meixiang Brothel, earning quite a few banknotes. The madam there said she was born for this, coming back covered in semen, needing help to walk."
Hearing this, Kate laughed loudly and reached out to pat Li Ying's face. She frowned, but didn't wake. He looked down at her, his eyes revealing a possessive glint. His finger stroked the Black Spade ♠Q tattoo on her chest, and he murmured, "Thirty clients? Not bad. This body of hers is valuable. How could the Ice Deer Fairy, first on the Ten Beauties Scroll, not be valuable? Look at her, reeking of semen, truly a born bitch."
He grunted, then waved for me to leave. I glanced at Li Ying. She was sleeping soundly, a faint smile still on her lips. I murmured my assent and began to walk out. Kate ignored me, merely reaching out to pull back the cloth on Li Ying's body. His palm began to knead her chest, and he whispered, "This bitch is far more valuable than those common sluts."
I backed out of the room, gently closing the door. From the crack, I could hear Kate's laughter and Li Ying's drowsy moans...
That night, the more I thought, the more uneasy I became. I wanted to see Li Ying's situation at Meixiang Brothel, so if there were any hidden dangers, I could prepare in advance.
Alright... mainly, after learning that Li Ying had returned to the Meixiang Brothel to entertain, my heart itched like a cat's paw. I couldn't resist wanting to see how she served those wild men. I wanted to see if she truly preferred big cocks or if she enjoyed the feeling of cuckolding me. This perverse pleasure made me too hard to sleep.
The next night, the sky was as dark as the bottom of a pot. The lanterns of Meixiang Brothel were dazzlingly bright. I wrapped myself in an old robe and sneaked over. After sending my beloved wife, Li Ying, back into Kate's arms last night, I hadn't slept well. My mind was filled with the image of her body covered in semen and Kate's sneering face.
Upon arriving at Meixiang Brothel, I didn't dare go straight to the fifth floor. It was heavily guarded, full of Black Tribe informants. I pulled out a few silver ingots and slipped them to a sharp-eyed guard at the entrance, whispering, "Brother, make an exception. I just want to peek into the room next to the fifth floor, no harm done."
The guard weighed the silver ingots in his hand, chuckled, and led me upstairs, slipping me into a small cubicle next to Li Ying's entertainment room. The cubicle had a small window, its crack directly facing her room. I leaned closer to look, my heart pounding like a war drum. Inside, the lamplight was dim, the incense so thick it was choking. Li Ying knelt on a large bed, wrapped only in a sheer red gauze skirt, so thin it was almost like wearing nothing. The Black Spade ♠Q tattoo on her chest gleamed in the candlelight, her nipples so hard they pressed against the gauze skirt. The chastity lock was already open, hanging by the bed, jingling. Her legs were spread, her little hole extremely red and swollen, surrounded by sticky milky discharge that flowed all over the bed. A john as fat as a pig was lying on top of her, his pants pulled down to his knees. His buttocks pumped up and down, his cock as short as a finger, yet he thrust vigorously, slapping against her thighs, making them tremble.
A smile was on her face, yet her eyes were filled with disgust. She hummed, "Hurry up! This mistress's slutty cunt is beautiful deep inside! Push in a little more! Push in a little more, ahhh!!"
The fat man panted like a bellows, sweat dripping down and smearing her chest. He gave a low growl and came, semen spraying white all over her belly. She frowned, casually took a cloth and wiped it. She silently cursed, then, in a charming and seductive voice, said, "Oh, my lord is so powerful, you nearly fucked me to death... Phew..."
The fat man chuckled, pulled up his pants, threw down a few banknotes, and rolled out. I watched, hidden behind the window crack, my heart aching intensely, but my crotch was hard as a poker.
Soon, a tall, thin man came in. He took off his pants, revealing a long, slender cock, stiff and straight. He grabbed Li Ying's waist, flipped her over, made her ass stick up high, and penetrated her from behind. She yelped, her brows furrowed, but immediately, she gave a charming smile and said, "Oh, great hero~~~ don't be so impatient~~~ Your concubine hasn't even washed down there yet~~~"
The thin man grunted, "Damn it, you really are a fake Ice Deer Fairy. When I saw her back then, she was cold as an immortal, not wanton like you, this bitch. And your figure isn't even similar! Heh! This Meixiang Brothel certainly has skills, finding a bitch that looks so much like her, and charging an arm and a leg for it—three hundred taels for half an incense stick's time!"
With that, the thin man thrust faster. His cock moved in and out, bringing out streams of white foam. Her little hole was dripping wet, and the slapping sounds echoed throughout the room. She clutched the bedsheet, her nails digging in tightly, moaning, "Yes! Your concubine is a bitch~! Your concubine is a wanton fake bitch!! Ahhh!! Faster, deeper, great hero is so powerful!!"
Watching this scene, my heart felt like it would burst, and the cock in my pants ached from hardness. She was fucked until she was drenched in sweat, her chest heaving violently, her nipples hard as small dates, still covered in dried semen. The thin man worked hard for a while, then gave a low growl and came, semen spraying all over her buttocks and trickling down her thighs. She panted, lazily rolled over, wiped herself with the cloth, and whispered, "Great hero, you're truly amazing, you fucked your servant girl right to her core. How about another three hundred taels?"
The thin man sneered, threw down the banknotes, and left. She leaned against the headboard, panting, her eyes full of exhaustion, yet a faint smile hung on her lips.
During a break between clients, she pulled a small wooden box from beside the bed. It was full of the banknotes she had earned that day. She poured out the banknotes, counting them one by one, her fingers nimble as if dancing. She mumbled, "Not bad, not bad, this Black Tribe risk fund is quite a lot... If I made my husband pay this himself, he'd probably have to sell the manor and it still wouldn't be enough... Your concubine truly is a virtuous and family-loving wife..."
After counting, she looked up at the ceiling, a look of longing on her face. She seemed to be worshipping something in the heavens. I guessed she might be thinking of the Black Emperor...
Just then, another john entered. This time, it was a burly man, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted. He took off his pants, revealing a horrifyingly thick cock, hard as an iron rod. He grabbed Li Ying's legs, pulled her to the edge of the bed, and thrust straight in.
She let out a muffled groan, her body trembling, but immediately, she gave a charming smile and said, "Oh~~~ this lord is truly powerful, your cock is hard as a rock, your concubine can't withstand such drilling!"
The burly man grunted and worked hard. The bed creaked, her little hole was stretched full, and wet juices streamed down her inner thighs, mixing with semen and dripping onto the floor. She clutched the edge of the bed, moaning, "So good, so slippery~~~ Your concubine's slutty cunt is so slippery inside~~~!"
I watched, hidden in the cubicle, my heart aching intensely, but my crotch felt like it would explode from hardness. She was fucked until her face was crimson, sweat dripping down her forehead. The Black Spade ♠Q tattoo on her chest was blurred by sweat, and her nipples were hard, pressing against the gauze skirt. Her mouth cried out in pleasure, yet her eyes were filled with disgust, as if to say, "These Great Tang men, they're truly fucking disgusting, not a single one of their cocks is useful."
The burly man worked until he was drenched in sweat. He gave a low growl and came, semen spraying all over her lower abdomen, flowing down stickily. She panted, casually wiped herself, and whispered, "My lord is truly powerful, you nearly fucked your concubine to death."
I didn't watch any further. I quietly slipped out of the cubicle, my mind filled with the image of her being fucked senseless, and my ears ringing with her mocking words directed at me. I knew she loved me, but she also knew I liked this, liked her cuckolding me.
I clenched my fists and walked back to Wu Manor, my mind a mess, but my crotch still ached from hardness.
Days passed one by one like this. My beloved wife, Li Ying, received clients on the fifth floor of Meixiang Brothel during the day, and served Kate when she returned at night, busy as a spinning top.
Every morning, she would put on her sheer gauze skirt, paint her eyebrows beautifully, and elegantly leave the house, taking a carriage to Meixiang Brothel. Once there, she would kneel on the bed, open the chastity lock, and allow one john after another to fuck her. When receiving clients, she smiled alluringly, her movements light and graceful, like dancing, but her eyes always concealed disgust.
When she returned at night, she was drenched in sweat and semen, her gauze skirt clinging to her body. The Black Spade ♠Q tattoo on her chest was blurred by sweat, and her little hole was so red and swollen it dripped water. I picked her up and brought her home, helping her bathe. She was so tired she kept dozing off, but she would still glance at me and softly say, "Wu Lang, look at my body, it's been fucked raw by wild men. Why is your useless cock still hard?"
Although I liked hearing her say these things, my heart felt bitter, and my crotch ached from hardness.
On the last day of the first month, just as darkness fell, Kate returned with a dark-skinned child. The child's skin was as black as charcoal, his eyes bright and dark, his limbs sturdy. Though only three months old, he looked like a five-month-old. I recognized him at once: this was Wu Hei, the seed Kate had sown in Li Ying. I watched helplessly as he emerged from my beloved wife's belly.
Kate entered the room holding Wu Hei, grinned, and whispered, "Green Turtle, look, isn't your son sturdy? This past month, he's already been baptized by the Black Tribe. From today, Li Ying must personally nurse him."
Li Ying was already waiting nearby. The moment Wu Hei entered, my beloved wife knew he was her child, but Kate hadn't spoken, so she didn't dare hold him. It wasn't until Kate told her to personally nurse him that Li Ying elegantly extended her hand and took Wu Hei.
She held him in her arms, looking down at him with a warm, motherly smile. She softly said, "Oh, our child is so sturdy. Look at his arms and legs, as strong as his father's."
She glanced up at me, her lips curling into a faint smile, and said, "Wu Lang, look at this little fellow, he's much stronger than you. Your useless cock couldn't possibly sire such a sturdy offspring, could it?"
Her words were soft as wind, yet hearing them, my face burned crimson, and my crotch hardened intensely.
She held Wu Hei, untied her gauze skirt, and revealed her full chest. Her breasts were dazzlingly white, her nipples red as cherries, swollen and full of milk. She brought Wu Hei closer, and the little one immediately latched on, sucking and swallowing with gurgling sounds, milk trickling from the corners of his mouth and dripping onto her leg. She looked down, her eyes tender, and softly said, "Drink, drink your fill so you grow sturdier, don't be like your useless nominal father."
I stood by, whispering, "Madam, this child truly resembles you. Now he can stay by your side, and I am happy for you."
She looked up and gave me a sidelong glance, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Happy about what? Go quickly these days and find a wet nurse for your son. He needs feeding in the morning and at noon; your concubine will feed him once at night. Remember to find someone discreet. This matter concerns the dignity of Wu Manor. You are a second-rank official, and your concubine is your titled lady; we cannot let outsiders know there's a dark-skinned child in our manor."
Her words were both elegant and authoritative. I quickly said, "Understood, Madam. I'll go arrange it at once."
She grunted, lowered her head, and continued feeding Wu Hei. The little one ate happily, milk dripping down. She elegantly wiped it with a cloth, her movements as light as caressing a flower.
Kate stood by. Seeing that Li Ying had finished giving instructions, he sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to touch Li Ying's waist, and whispered, "You still have to serve me tonight. Don't go to sleep too early after feeding the child."
Li Ying looked up, smiled at him, and softly said, "Understood, Master."
That smile was so captivating it stole my soul, filling me with envy, jealousy, and hatred.
I turned and left. Out of sight, out of mind.
Early the next morning, I found a discreet wet nurse. The wet nurse was around thirty, with fair skin and a sturdy build, clearly having plenty of milk.
I investigated her family situation and found her to be an honest person. Then I briefly instructed her on a few matters, emphasizing that she should not say a single word about the manor after leaving, and promised her some easy tasks within the manor in the future, ensuring her a livelihood in her old age. I also subtly threatened her. Under the influence of both carrot and stick, the wet nurse hastily nodded in agreement.
Then, under her astonished gaze, I handed Wu Hei to her. She took Wu Hei and began to nurse him. I watched the little one eat happily, my heart feeling a pang of bitterness, but I knew he was Li Ying's beloved flesh and blood. She would feed him once at night, being busy with clients during the day, so the child would depend on the wet nurse. If this matter got out, Wu Manor would lose all face.
That night, Li Ying returned from Meixiang Brothel, covered in semen, her gauze skirt clinging to her body. She elegantly walked into the room and first fed Wu Hei.
The little one latched onto her breast, sucking with gurgling sounds. She looked down, her face full of maternal love, and softly said, "He's so sturdy. When he grows up, he'll definitely be even more powerful than his father."
After feeding, she handed the child to the wet nurse, then turned to me, a faint smile on her lips, and said, "Wu Lang, look how wonderful this child is, much stronger than you, you good-for-nothing. Your cock is only good for looking hard; when it comes to actual fucking, it's not even as good as a john's."
My face flushed. I whispered, "Madam, there are still outsiders here. Please save me some face."
She grunted, glanced at the wet nurse, and leisurely said, "With the child's skin color, are you still worried she won't notice? I'm going to find Master now, Wu Lang, make sure you take good care of your child~~"
Then she elegantly rose and walked back to Kate's room. I stood at the door, listening to the bed creak and her moans coming from inside, my mind a mess.
Considering the wet nurse and child nearby, I could only give an awkward smile, then signaled her to keep silent and not speak of this matter outside.
...The next day, I didn't attend court. I got out of bed at dawn, slipped on a thin robe, and walked to the backyard of Wu Manor. My beloved wife, Li Ying, had already left early in the morning for Meixiang Brothel to receive clients, leaving me at home to look after Wu Hei. That little one was only three months old, but as sturdy as a five-month-old. His dark skin gleamed in the sunlight, his limbs plump, and his eyes bright and dark like two black grapes. The wet nurse had come in the morning to feed him once, and after coaxing him to sleep, she went off to do other things, leaving just him and me in the room. I walked to his cradle and looked down at him. He was sleeping soundly, his little mouth slightly open, a trace of milk still at the corner of his lips. Thinking of my beloved wife nursing him last night, her breasts were full and swollen, milk dripping down. Wu Hei ate happily, and she even elegantly smiled while humiliating me, saying I didn't even have the ability to sire a sturdy child. As I thought, my crotch hardened, knowing that my cuckold fetish and masochistic tendencies had flared up again.
For some reason, after Li Ying gave birth to Wu Hei, my cuckold fetish seemed to deepen even further...
I squatted beside him, finding the child amusing, and whispered, "Come on, call me Daddy."
Wu Hei woke up just then. Children usually cling to their mother when they first wake, and Wu Hei was exceptionally intelligent, able to babble and learn to speak at three months. He looked up at me, grinned, and called out in a soft, childish voice, "Mama~~"
I froze for a moment, then my heart pounded like a war drum. So, I heard "Mama" as "Horse." Instantly, the cock in my crotch hardened, pressing against my pants.
I inexplicably dropped to all fours, my mind surging with waves. I lay prone beside Wu Hei's cradle, staring at his dark little face, when a thought suddenly popped into my head: let him ride me, let him ride on the back of this second-rank official, commanding me like a little tyrant.
The moment this thought appeared, my heart pounded even faster, and my cock disgracefully hardened even more. I thought of him, born from Kate fucking my beloved wife, bearing my surname, yet now treating me like a horse. This humiliation made me tremble all over, and that useless thing in my pants was hard as iron, pressing so hard I could barely breathe. I gritted my teeth, cursing myself inwardly for being such a fucking degenerate. But this pleasure kept me from stopping. In my heart, I called out to my beloved wife, imagining that if she saw my behavior, she would surely scoff and laugh aloud.
I held Wu Hei in my arms and walked into the courtyard. Sunlight streamed down, making his dark skin sparkle. I took a cloth and wiped his face. He squirmed and giggled, like a little tyrant.
No one was home. The wet nurse was busy washing clothes, and the servants were all engaged in their own tasks. Seeing no one around, my heart itched like a cat's paw.
Finally, I made up my mind, thinking, "Just this once... nobody will see anyway..."
I whispered, "Come on, little one, climb on."
Then I placed him on my back. Wu Hei seemed to have a talent for this game; his little hands grabbed my shoulders, and with a swing of his small legs, he climbed onto my back, giggling and patting my back.
I crawled a few steps, and he called out again, "Horse! Horse!"
His voice was crisp and clear, like a small whip lashing my heart. I crawled, drenched in sweat, and panted, "Madam's child, you call out so well. I am your horse."
Yet in my heart, I called out to my beloved wife, thinking that if she heard, she would surely laugh her head off. Thinking that if she saw this scene, she would surely say I was so base that I'd even serve her and Kate's child.
As I crawled, Wu Hei grabbed my hair, pulling it until my scalp tingled. But the more it hurt, the more excited I became, panting, "Little one, you really know how to play. You're even more domineering than your father."
He didn't understand, but he giggled while patting my back, his little legs kicking wildly, leaving my shoulder all red.
I crawled to the middle of the courtyard and stopped, panting. He was riding on my back, his plump little body pressing down on me, making me a little breathless. I looked down at our shadows on the ground; his dark little figure rode on my back like a small prince. My heart felt sour, yet I was ecstatic, thinking this child was born from Kate fucking my beloved wife, and now he rode on my back. This green hat made me tremble uncontrollably.
I whispered, "Wu Hei, you're really something. You ride me, this old horse, so comfortably."
He didn't understand, giggling, and patted me again with his small hand.
I crawled a few more circles, sweat pouring down, dripping onto the ground. My cock in my pants was hard as iron, pressing uncomfortably. I panted, "Little fellow, your father's Black Dragon Giant Penis gave birth to you. This thirteen-centimeter waste of mine can only serve as your horse."
No one heard these words, but saying them to myself made me even harder, thinking of how my beloved wife Li Ying came back last night covered in semen from Kate fucking her, and how she elegantly fed this little one milk. I crawled, dripping with sweat, while Wu Hei rode joyfully, his little hands grabbing my hair like reins, giggling non-stop.
Around noon, the wet nurse returned to feed him. I quickly put him down, stood up, and brushed the dirt off myself. The wet nurse carried Wu Hei away to feed him, and I stood in the courtyard, panting, my crotch still hard, my mind in a messy turmoil. I knew my beloved wife received guests at Meixiang Brothel during the day and served Kate when she returned at night. I, at home, was a slave beneath slaves, having to serve her and Kate's child. But I just liked it this way, liked being humiliated by her, liked wearing this green hat on my head, liked the feeling of Wu Hei riding on my back.
After feeding him, the wet nurse coaxed Wu Hei to sleep. I carried him back to his cradle and whispered, "Child, go to sleep. I'll watch over you here."
At this moment, I seemed to accept him even more, feeling a strange bloodline connection...
That evening, my beloved wife Li Ying returned from Meixiang Brothel. After feeding Wu Hei, she asked me, "Wu Lang, what did Wu Hei do today?"
Seeing that Kate wasn't present, I whispered, "Madam, Wu Hei's intelligence comes from you. He can already speak now."
Hearing this, she proudly covered her mouth with a smile, her eyes sparkling, and softly said, "Of course. Don't you see whose child he is~~~ This point comes from me; he's so smart at such a young age. What did my son say?"
I felt a bit awkward, but thinking Kate wasn't here, I told her truthfully, "He called 'Mama,' but it sounded more like 'Horse'..."
Li Ying initially looked at Wu Hei with maternal affection; after all, as a mother, she would naturally want to hear her child call her 'Mama' first. After a moment of happiness, she thought about the "Horse" sound, and with a meaningful glance, she teasingly said to me, "Oh, truly worthy of Master Kate's seed. You really deserve that title. Even a child knows you're a useless horse. From now on, you'll have to carry heavy burdens, alright?~~~ Actually, 'mule' suits you better. Our family of three can ride on your back, and you'll have to provide us with excellent living conditions, won't you~~"
Her words were as soft as the wind, but my face burned like fire upon hearing them, and my crotch grew even harder. And I, seemingly consumed by lust and with my slave nature erupting, actually said, "This husband should indeed be considered a horse. He rode me all afternoon, and he was so happy."
She slanted an eye at me, her gaze filled with unbridled astonishment, as if wanting to speak but holding back. After quite a while, Li Ying finally said in confusion, "Ride you? He's only three months old and already knows how to order you around?"
After I gave an affirmative nod, Li Ying looked at me mockingly, then burst into laughter, "Haha, truly Master's child, much stronger than you, this good-for-nothing. Look at this child, strong as a calf, unlike you who can't father such good seed, only fit to be a horse for others to ride."
She stood up, elegantly patted Wu Hei's little face, and said with a smile, "Clever little one, when you grow up, you'll definitely be as mighty as his father, unlike you, this useless nominal father, destined to be a beast of burden!"
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