The man enjoyed himself for a while. At this moment, Zheng Jie also sat astride his chest with her back to him, bringing her daughter's "treasure" to his mouth, while she held Zheng Jie's fragrant shoulders with both hands and pressed Zheng Jie down forcefully.
Daqi laughed, "Huan'er, so good. Quickly lift Jie'er's body, she's too slow." Ye Huan turned to look at the man and smiled, "Yes, Master, Jie'er understands." After she finished speaking, she forcefully lifted Zheng Jie's body, making her "treasure" swallow and thrust the man's "little Qi" in large movements. This almost killed Zheng Jie.
She trembled and cried out, "Huan... Huan'er... don't... don't do this..." Ye Huan ignored her and lifted her up with even more force. Zheng Jie's screams and cries only made Da Qi feel more pleased!
Ye Huan's own "treasure" was clearly displayed before Da Qi's eyes. Such a beautiful "treasure," bright red, the legendary "lotus treasure," with a narrow, alluring opening dripping with spring water. Not only her "treasure," but her vibrant "chrysanthemum" was also exceptionally sexy.
Daqi gently stroked Ye Huan's sensitive and delicate "chrysanthemum" with the pad of his index finger, causing her whole body to tremble slightly. The man then stretched out his tongue and began to frantically "sweep" her "lotus treasure".
Ye Huan murmured softly, her whole body trembling slightly. Spring water kept flowing from the "flower hole" of that "lotus treasure," wetting the man's nose. Some of the spring water even flowed onto his chest.
Daqi lay on a thick, bouncy mattress, with two sexy, tall girls straddling him. The two girls gently swayed their bodies, causing the entire mattress to rise and fall with them.
Ye Huan was now completely exposing her round, pert buttocks to the man's eyes. Da Qi, deeply moved by the cuteness of her buttocks, immediately felt his childlike heart awaken. He stretched out a hand and gently patted Ye Huan's shapely bottom. The crisp "slap slap" sound filled the room, creating a strong sense of spring. Ye Huan cried out softly from the pats, turning her head and saying sweetly, "Master...it feels...so good..."
The little girl's words, rather than expressing comfort, delighted Da Qi. He decided to tease Ye Huan, so he gave her buttocks a hard slap. With a crisp "smack," Ye Huan let out a sharp "Ah!" and her entire snowy buttocks arched upwards. A blush immediately spread across her fleshy buttocks.
Daqi gently stroked the rosy blush on the woman's snowy buttocks and smiled, "Huan'er, my good slave, is it comfortable?" Ye Huan turned around and smiled at Daqi, rolling her eyes at him, and said, "Master, you are so bad! You are deliberately teasing Huan'er."
Daqi smiled and said, "Alright, switch with Jie'er, hurry up!" Ye Huan nodded gently and said, "Yes, Master!"
Ye Huan straddled Da Qi in the same position Zheng Jie had just used, while Zheng Jie, in turn, adopted Ye Huan's position, presenting her beautifully shaped buttocks and sexy cleavage to the man's eyes. Zheng Jie, with her back to Da Qi, straddled his chest, her hands gripping Ye Huan's slender waist, forcefully lifting her body so that her "lotus treasure" would swallow and release the man's "little Qi."
Now it was Ye Huan's turn to groan softly, sometimes loudly, sometimes softly. Da Qi, meanwhile, stretched out his tongue and "sweeped" across Zheng Jie's buttocks, including her "treasure" and "chrysanthemum." Da Qi vigorously "sweeped" her "chrysanthemum" with his tongue, making her teeth chatter with pleasure.
Daqi: "Jie'er, my good slave! Your master is asking you, has President Cheng ever used this place of yours?"
Zheng Jie shook her head and said, "He originally said he would use my things another day. But now that I'm your person, Master, it's impossible for me to give them to him. No one has ever used my things before."
Daqi thought that Cheng Renji wouldn't be too cruel after all, since Zheng Jie still had a virgin spot on her body—her "chrysanthemum." However, she was a young girl, and he wouldn't be too cruel as to "explore" her chrysanthemum.
Daqi: "Jie'er, listen to me. From now on, forget about President Cheng. I am your master now, understand?"
Zheng Jie: "Jie'er knows! Jie'er is her master's slave, and she wouldn't dare to have any other man in her heart. Give..."
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Mr. Cheng had no choice; he hoped the master wouldn't despise Jie'er.
Daqi: "As long as you are loyal to me, I won't care about such trivial matters. Be a good woman to me, and I won't mistreat you. What Ye Huan has, you will have too. I will treat you both equally."
Zheng Jie: "Thank you, Master! I am willing to serve you for the rest of my life!"
Daqi said, "A lifetime is too long. If you find a suitable man someday, just tell me, and I will definitely agree to let you leave me." Daqi then said the same to Ye Huan, "Huan'er, the same goes for you." The man added, "Listen to me, both of you. Either you obediently become my women, or you leave me and become another man's woman. But I absolutely will not allow you to be my women on the surface while secretly having affairs with other men. Do you understand? I will never wear a 'green hat' in my life!"
As Ye Huan rose and fell, she said, "Master, don't worry. Huan'er would never do anything to betray you. Huan'er's heart belongs only to you, Master!"
Zheng Jie also said, "Master, as long as you don't send Jie'er away, Jie'er and Huan'er will always belong to you alone!"
Daqi was absolutely certain that all his women, except for Jia Ran, would be loyal to him; after all, Jia Ran had her own family. He had no problem completely controlling the two girls in front of him, both physically and mentally!
Next, Ye Huan and Zheng Jie changed their way of serving the man. Zheng Jie assumed a perfect horse-riding position on the bed. Ye Huan, on the other hand, pressed his back against hers, or rather, completely overlapped him. Da Qi stood behind them, with two snowy buttocks before him, two snowy buttocks stacked one on top of the other. Naturally, he had two female "treasures" in front of him, one on top of the other.
Ye Huan turned to the man and smiled, "Master, take turns with me, don't be biased!" Da Qi laughed and patted her snowy buttocks, "Don't worry, you're both my little darlings, why would I favor one over the other?"
After saying that, Daqi thrust his "little Qi" into Ye Huan's "lotus treasure" for a passionate encounter. The man, holding Ye Huan's snowy buttocks, thrust his "little Qi" rapidly, causing Ye Huan to scream and sway her body. Her swaying caused Zheng Jie beneath her to sway as well. Daqi was overjoyed; both of their sexy bodies swayed beneath him.
After enjoying himself for a while, Daqi pulled his "little Qi" out of Ye Huan's "treasure" and thrust it into Zheng Jie's "treasure" for some fun. But his hands were still holding Ye Huan's snowy buttocks. Zheng Jie was being pleasured so much that she cried out and moaned, shaking her body. As she shook, Ye Huan on top of her also shook.
No matter whose "treasure" Daqi enjoyed, there were always two bodies swaying beneath him. The man was extremely happy, letting "Xiao Qi" enjoy himself in Ye Huan's "treasure" one moment, and then in Zheng Jie's "treasure" the next. He alternately enjoyed his two sexy little slaves.
While enjoying himself, Daqi asked the two women, "Is this what you call 'Oriental seduction techniques'?"
Ye Huan nodded and said, "There are many more moves, all taught to us by Sister Pan."
Daqi gently patted Ye Huan's snowy buttocks and said, "Let me tell you, this is not some kind of 'Eastern seduction technique.' This kind of thing existed in ancient China. You are not allowed to mention 'Eastern seduction technique' again. Those Japanese are utter rubbish. This was all passed down from ancient China to them. Remember, don't say 'Eastern seduction technique' again!"
Ye Huan said in a trembling voice, "Yes, Master. We will never dare to mention 'Japan' or 'Oriental' again."
Zheng Jie also said in a sweet voice, "Master, Japan is a bad guy. Although I am just a young woman, I despise them!"
Daqi laughed, "That's better! I love you both so much!" He busied himself enjoying the two women's "treasures" in turn, and soon the two women cried out and climaxed. Daqi picked up Ye Huan and placed her on a horse-riding position. He patted Zheng Jie's snowy buttocks and said, "Jie'er, don't say I'm biased. This time I'm going to enjoy myself on Huan'er. You go and rest for now. I'll give it to you next time!" Zheng Jie immediately said, "Okay, Master! You enjoy yourself on Huan'er. I... I can't take it anymore..." After she finished speaking, she lay down to the side, but her eyes were fixed on her master and her good friend Ye Huan.
The master knelt behind Huan'er, raised his hand and gently patted Huan'er's snowy buttocks, saying, "Huan'er, raise it a little higher!" Huan'er whispered, "Master, Huan'er... Huan'er can't... I can't... Please, please let Huan'er go!" But she still obediently raised her snowy buttocks.
"It has to work whether it works or not! I haven't had enough fun yet!" Daqi said. He held his "little Qi" with his hand and aimed it at Ye Huan's "lotus treasure" that was already "overflowing like the Yellow River". With a sudden thrust, he completely inserted his "little Qi" into her "treasure".
"Ah—" Ye Huan screamed, violently tossing her head and throwing her long, beautiful hair into the air, which then scattered down her back and chest. As she screamed, her mouth opened wide and her eyes bulged out. Then she hummed incessantly, as the man behind her launched a fierce attack on her.
Daqi knelt behind the mixed-race beauty Ye Huan, forcefully pulling on "Xiaoqi." He made "Xiaoqi," long, straight, and with a large head, slam into the woman's delicate "flower bud" quickly, hard, and accurately, hitting it with every thrust. The young girl, who had only recently been deflowered by Daqi, could not withstand such a "fierce attack." She was drenched in sweat, trembling all over, her buttocks shaking violently, and her jade head swinging back and forth. Her small mouth was open, pleading with the man behind her, her master: "Ah... Master... Master... No... I can't... Huan'er can't... take it..."
The more the woman begged for mercy, the more excited Daqi became. Having had many sexual encounters these past two days—with his three wives at home and with Ma'er Lanyun in the afternoon—he was now particularly "endured" with Ye Huan. He completely ignored the pleas of his beloved slave beneath him—the tall, mixed-race beauty Ye Huan—and instead intensified his thrusting into "Little Qi."
Finally, Ye Huan let out another sharp cry of "Oh—", tilting her head back, her limbs stiffening, her face contorted in pain. She had already climaxed for the second time. The woman's entire body slumped down like mud, her arms no longer able to support her upper body, her shoulders pressed tightly against the bed, her whole body drenched in sweat. Only because the man held her buttocks firmly would they have collapsed long ago. With her buttocks raised high, the sweat from her body flowed down her neck and disappeared into her thick hair, forming thin "streams" on her back—streams of sweat.
Daqi felt his "little Qi" head being drenched by streams of heat, which felt incredibly good, but he wasn't done yet. He let "little Qi" quietly enjoy the heat, and soon began to thrust "little Qi" vigorously and rapidly again.
Chapter 140 Tears of a Slave
Ye Huan, who had just been quiet for a while, groaned again, but she couldn't make a loud sound anymore; she was too tired and weak.
The man swiftly pulled "Little Qi," finally causing it to "explode" inside his mixed-race beauty slave Ye Huan's "lotus treasure." At the moment of the "explosion," Ye Huan felt every blood vessel in her body burst open; she let out a final scream, "Ah—," and her eyes rolled back…
Daqi was in particularly good shape today. He held Ye Huan's sweaty buttocks and pulled "Little Qi" out of her "treasure." He beckoned to Zheng Jie with one index finger: "Jie'er, come here!" Zheng Jie immediately brought her face closer. The man pressed Zheng Jie's head against his crotch, and she very obediently opened her small mouth and took the incredibly wet "Little Qi" into her mouth.
After watching his little slave Zheng Jie clean his "little Qi" thoroughly with her mouth, Da Qi praised her, "Jie'er, well done. Master likes it very much!" She glanced at the man and said, "Master is bad, Master is bullying Jie'er." Da Qi cupped her face and gave her a deep kiss, saying, "I'll bully you, so what?" She chuckled and said, "I like being bullied by you. Is Huan'er alright?" Da Qi looked at Ye Huan, who was lying there like a limp rag, without saying a word.
Daqi picked her up, and she smiled as she opened her eyes, saying, "Master, I felt like my whole body was exploding just now..." The man asked her, "Huan'er, were you comfortable?" She nodded gently and then buried her head in the man's chest. Daqi held her gently, stroking her back, and said, "Huan'er, I love you, really!"
He truly didn't know why he'd said such a thing. Ye Huan in his arms was merely a woman he kept, his little slave, but how could he suddenly say he liked her? Hey, Tong Daqi, have you lost your mind? No, he hadn't. His feelings for Ye Huan were similar to his feelings for Mu Ping or Yi Jing, weren't they? Yes, different from his feelings for Qi Wen. His feelings for Fairy Qi Wen were always one of needing her love! But with Ye Huan now, he felt a desire to cherish her, much like his feelings for Mu Ping and Yi Jing!
Huan'er, I really like you. I always felt you were such a pure girl, as pure as a blank sheet of paper. And I was the man who freely poured my ink onto that blank sheet!
Daqi gently stroked Ye Huan's back. He inadvertently noticed a flaw in Ye Huan's slender, beautiful legs—a thick callus on her knee. The man lifted her other foot to look and saw that it also had a thick callus.
Daqi gently stroked the two cocoons and asked, "Huan'er, what happened to you here?"
Ye Huan perked up and said, "This is something I honed through ballet."
Daqi asked, "You can dance ballet?"
Ye Huan nodded and said, "I've been learning ballet since I was little, and I even performed in Swan Lake when I was a child. I played a little swan in it."
Zheng Jie: "Master, Huan'er is a very good ballet dancer. At our college's welcome party, Huan'er danced a segment of Swan Lake, and the whole college was in an uproar. Many of us think it's a pity that Huan'er is studying vocal music; she should go to a dance academy to dance ballet."
Daqi: "Why didn't you go to a dance academy to learn ballet?"
Zheng Jie glanced at Ye Huan, then at Da Qi, wanting to say something but remaining silent. Da Qi, being an impatient person, knew that Ye Huan was hiding something from him or had something she couldn't say. His curiosity was piqued.
Daqi said to Zheng Jie, "Jie'er, tell me why. Hurry up!"
Zheng Jie glanced at Ye Huan, who hesitated to speak, and finally said, "Huan'er, don't blame me. I'll just tell Master directly." Ye Huan suddenly hugged Da Qi tightly, burying her head in his chest again, her body gently sobbing. The man knew she was crying. Sigh, this little girl must have suffered a great injustice…
Zheng Jie slowly revealed the bitterness buried deep in Ye Huan's heart. It turned out that Ye Huan came from a rather happy family; her maternal grandfather was Russian, so she loved Russian ballet from a young age, especially the ballet "Swan Lake." Her mother sent her to the local children's ballet troupe to practice ballet from a young age. She also had a natural talent for ballet, performing a short ballet piece on stage at the age of nine. From childhood, she had always dreamed of pursuing professional ballet studies at a university or dance academy. Her parents had always supported her.
However, fate is unpredictable, and misfortune can strike at any time. Everything changed when Ye Huan was in her second year of high school; her father tragically passed away from liver cancer! This blow was devastating for Ye Huan. Aside from the emotional pain, the financial impact was immense. Anyone with a modicum of common sense in China knows that the tuition for professional ballet schools is incredibly high, and Ye Huan's family simply couldn't afford it. Her mother, in desperation, had to compromise and send her to Binhai Normal University to study vocal music. Because Ye Huan had participated in frequent ballet performances since childhood, her academic performance had never been strong. If she gave up art school and went to a regular university like other children, she might not get into any university at all. But her family simply couldn't afford the exorbitant tuition for university or dance academy. What could they do? Her mother had no choice but to send Ye Huan to a regular music school to study vocal music, where the tuition would be lower than for ballet. Even so, her mother could only scrape together enough for one year's tuition; she couldn't afford the remaining three years. Left with no other option, Ye Huan turned to working as a nightclub hostess…
Daqi had read Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake script and felt that Ye Huan in his arms truly resembled a wounded little swan. He gently cupped Ye Huan's cheeks; her face was already streaked with tears. Zheng Jie, as she spoke, also began to cry.
Daqi: "Huan'er, don't cry. Do you still like ballet?"
Ye Huan nodded and said softly, "Never mind, I'm already very lucky to have met you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to finish university. Life isn't always perfect. I'm already very content with what I have today."
Daqi: "I'm asking you, do you still want to dance ballet? Look at me and answer!" the man asked her very seriously.
Ye Huan looked at the man in astonishment and nodded. Da Qi said, "Okay, then tell me where I can get ballet training?"
Zheng Jie said, "Our sister college of the School of Music at Binzhou Normal University—the School of Dance—has a ballet training program. It's open to all students. Anyone can apply, but the tuition is quite expensive because it involves professional instructors."
Daqi: "Can people from your college sign up to participate?"
Zheng Jie nodded. Da Qi smiled and said, "That makes things simple. Huan'er, why don't you sign up for a ballet training class and start learning ballet? Okay?"
"Not good!" Ye Huan shook his head.
"Why? Don't you like it?" Daqi asked.
"The cost isn't cheap either..." Ye Huan said softly.
"You don't need to worry about that! Jie'er, you'll go with Huan'er to register tomorrow. Just tell me how much it costs, how about 10,000 yuan?" Daqi said to the two women.
Zheng Jie said, "Okay, I'll go with Huan'er to register tomorrow. It won't cost 10,000 yuan, just a few thousand yuan a year will do."
Daqi smiled and said, "I have things to do during the day tomorrow, so I'll bring the money over to you tomorrow night. Huan'er, if you like dancing, then dance as much as you want. As long as you don't cry! Be good, don't cry, listen to me!"
Daqi felt immense pity for Ye Huan and wiped away her tears. Ye Huan stared blankly at the man, unsure what to say.
Daqi patted Ye Huan's fair face and laughed, "I'm going home now. You two can either review your lessons or get some rest so you can have a good day in class tomorrow." Upon hearing this, the two women immediately helped him get dressed. While helping him put on his pants, Ye Huan respectfully knelt before him again. She held his waistband and held it up, knowing that Daqi only needed to lift his foot slightly for the kneeling woman to help him put on his pants. But he helped Ye Huan up, saying, "Let me do it myself, Huan'er. Don't kneel unless I tell you to!" However, Ye Huan knelt down again, still holding up Daqi's waistband, and looked at him firmly, saying, "Huan'er willingly kneels before you, please put on your pants, Master!" Daqi thought this girl was quite stubborn. He said, "Huan'er, what? You're not listening to your master? Get up!"
Ye Huan remained kneeling, her face solemn, and said, "I am afraid I cannot obey! Master, I am willing to listen to anything you say. If you order me to die, I will..."
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"I will die before you. But you must grant Huan'er one request! If Master does not agree, Huan'er will kneel here forever!"
Daqi said, "Okay, okay, I promise you, tell me quickly!" Daqi was really a little afraid of Ye Huan; this girl's personality was too strong!
Ye Huan solemnly said, "Let Huan'er truly be your slave! And as your master's slave, I must kneel to help you put on your pants. Master, please put on your pants!" After saying that, she resumed her original posture of arranging her pants.
"You...you...you..." Daqi stammered, unsure what to say. Ye Huan smiled and said, "Master, you promised Huan'er yourself! A gentleman's word is as good as his bond!" Daqi shook his head, feeling utterly helpless. He could only gently lift his feet alternately, and Ye Huan helped him put on his trousers. After putting on his trousers, Zheng Jie said, "Master, please sit on the edge of the bed." Daqi had no choice but to sit on the edge of the bed, and Zheng Jie knelt down as well. The two women each served one of Daqi's feet, putting on his socks and shoes and tying his shoelaces.
After helping the man get dressed, they dressed themselves. The two women escorted their master, Daqi, to the apartment building. Just then, a taxi pulled up, and the man waved it over. He opened the car door, turned to the two women, and said, "Go back inside and study your lessons. I'm leaving. I'll bring the training fee to Huan'er tomorrow night. Jie'er, remember to accompany Huan'er to register tomorrow!" At this point, the two women were a few steps away from the man.
Zheng Jie: "Don't worry, Master!"
Daqi nodded and was about to get into the car when Ye Huan suddenly ran over, rested her head on the man's shoulder, and hugged him tightly. She started crying again, and Daqi could only comfort her, "Huan'er, be good. The driver is waiting. Go back and get some rest. I have to go. Be good, listen to me!" Ye Huan hugged the man so tightly that she actually cried out loud.
Daqi had no choice but to say to the driver, "Sorry, driver! Please wait a moment. Don't worry, I'll give you a bigger tip."
The driver laughed and said, "Young man, it's alright. Quickly comfort your girlfriend, I'll wait for you!"
Unexpectedly, Ye Huan released Da Qi. Her face was covered in tears, but she smiled and said, "Master, get in the car!" The man had no choice but to wipe away her tears with his hand. He smiled and said, "Then I'm leaving!" Ye Huan gently brought her red lips close to the man's mouth and kissed Da Qi. She smiled and said, "Master, Huan'er loves you! Have a safe journey!" Da Qi smiled and got into the car. Only then did the driver start the car.