The Cuckold’s Lush Estate (Fan Edition)

Finally, evening arrived, and I closed the clinic door almost immediately, rushing home like an arrow. The thought of the 'reward' awaiting me tonight—using my tongue to lick clean her jade feet, soiled with dust, adorned with the "Black Charm Anklet", and licked by the paramour—made my heart pound like a rabbit, and my steps quickened considerably. My mind ceaselessly replayed her charming yet controlling demeanor from the morning, and those utterly shameful yet incredibly exciting instructions.

However, the closer I got to home, the more agitated and nervous I became. The experiences of last night and this morning had been too stimulating, and Li Ying's transformation too immense. I needed some time to calm this rollercoaster of emotions, and also to properly plan tonight's... no, the future's even more exciting 'performance'.

So, instead of going directly to the bedroom, I first turned into the study.

Lighting the candlelight, I closed the door, shutting out the external noise. The familiar scent of ink and the slightly cool air in the study helped my wildly pounding heart, agitated from excessive excitement, to calm down a little. I sat before the desk, took a few deep breaths, trying to compose myself.

Calm... I must be calm... Tonight is just the beginning, my 'Zhenguan Green Estate' grand plan has just commenced, I cannot lose my composure due to momentary impulse.

Right, System! Let's see if there are any points left to exchange for novelties.

I silently recited in my mind, bringing up the System interface.

[Current Total Points: 35 points]

Only 35 points left... The [Black-Attracting Potion] seems out of reach. The [Slave Training Manual] isn't needed for now. What else is there?

My gaze quickly scanned the mall list. Accessories? Clothing? Props? I seemed to already have the anklet and that shameful `underpants` from the `Black Fascination` category... I also didn't need mental items, I only wanted to see Ying'er's most genuine, most alluring reactions...

What I needed was... something that could better showcase Ying'er's charm, better highlight her unique temperament... especially the queen-like control she was now displaying!

That's right! Black Spade Q! Queen! Black Charm Queen!

This thought flashed through my mind like lightning! The black spade represented surrender and longing for black men, while Q represented the Queen, symbolizing supreme power and control! Combining these two elements as Ying'er's exclusive symbol was simply perfect!

"System!" I suppressed my excitement and asked in my mind, "Can I customize an item? I want to customize a hairpin, and its design must include the 'Black Spade Q' element!"

[System Prompt: The custom item function requires the consumption of a certain amount of points, and the specific consumption will be determined by the item's complexity and material. Please describe the specific customization requirements, Host.]

It really can! A wave of ecstasy washed over me!

"I want a hairpin," I quickly described in my mind, "The material... let's use ebony, to make it look deeper. The head of the hairpin should be carved into a delicate black spade shape, not too big, the kind that's barely visible. The crucial part is! On the front of the spade design, engrave the characters '' with extremely fine gold thread! And on the back, engrave a cursive English letter 'Q'!"

`Slave Ying`... it's both a homophone for 'Ying'er' and subtly implies her 'servitude' status in my heart (though now it seems more like I'm enslaved by her...), and it carries a hint of my wicked anticipation for her ultimate and complete 'fall' into 'Black Fascination'! As for the 'Q' on the back, it's the symbol of the Queen! Wearing this hairpin, she would be my unique 'Black Charm Queen'!

[System Analyzing... Ebony material, fine double-sided carving (including special characters and symbols), customization complexity: Medium. Estimated points consumption: 50 points. Confirm customization?]

50 points?! Fuck! I only have 35 points right now!

"Not enough points... Can I owe it for now?" I asked, unwilling to give up.

[System Prompt: Insufficient points, cannot customize. Host can obtain points by completing tasks or achieving special accomplishments.]

Sigh... it really can't be done. It seems the coronation ceremony of this 'Black Charm Queen' will have to wait.

A sliver of disappointment welled up, but it was only for an instant. It's fine, there's always tomorrow, points will come eventually. The idea for this 'Black Spade Q Hairpin' is firmly etched in my mind; one day, I will personally place it on my queen!

Closing the System interface, the excitement in my heart had considerably calmed. I stood up, tidied my clothes, took a deep breath, and prepared to meet my 'Queen' and her evening 'reward'.

Pushing open the study door, I walked towards the master bedroom. However, pushing open the bedroom door, it was empty! The bedding was neatly folded, a faint scent of incense lingered in the air, but the figure that haunted my dreams was nowhere to be seen.

Where was Ying'er?

A strange sense of loss and anxiety welled up in my heart. Where had she gone? Was she still angry with me? Or... had she gone out for a stroll?

I quickly retreated from the bedroom and hastened towards the backyard. In the evening, she sometimes took a stroll in the backyard garden.

Passing through the covered corridor, I reached the moon gate leading to the backyard. As soon as I stepped into the backyard, I saw a tall figure splitting firewood in the center of the yard. The lingering glow of the setting sun shone on his dark skin, reflecting a bronze luster. His bulging muscles rippled and coiled with each swing of the axe, full of explosive power.

It was Zaha!

Seeing him, my heart inexplicably skipped a beat! Instantly, Li Ying's alluring yet shameful words from earlier flashed in my mind—"the small feet soiled with a black man's saliva"... as well as his monstrous large penis and wild ejaculation from last night...

An uncontrollable surge of jealousy and excitement welled up in my heart again! But I quickly suppressed it. Now was not the time for such thoughts.

Zaha seemed to hear my footsteps, stopped his movements, and turned around. When he saw it was me, his face immediately showed a complex expression of respect mixed with a hint of fear and anticipation. He quickly dropped the axe and knelt on the ground: "Master!"

His gaze dared not meet mine, slightly lowered, but the corner of his eye seemed to be secretly scrutinizing me, as if trying to discern something from my face. His breathing was a little heavy, whether from the exertion of chopping wood or from tension or excitement recalling last night's events, I couldn't tell.

"Get up," I said blandly, my gaze sweeping over his robust body, especially his slightly bulging crotch (there seemed to be no particularly obvious reaction, which made me slightly disappointed, yet also a little relieved?), then I casually asked, "Where is Madam? Have you seen her come to the backyard?"

"Hmm," I nodded, my gaze sharply scanning the two young maidservants in front of me, trying to catch a trace of a clue on their faces, and asked directly, "Have you seen Madam?" My tone was as steady as possible, but the anxiety and anticipation deep within me churned like an undercurrent.

"Replying to Master, this slave has not seen Madam," Ting'er replied first, her voice as cool and calm as ever, her eyes lowered obediently, showing no abnormality. She was always like this, as if the sky falling had nothing to do with her.

My gaze turned to Lin'er. This little maidservant was not so composed. I saw her large eyes darting around, her small face filled with curiosity; she seemed to want to say something, her lips moved, but then she secretly glanced at Ting'er beside her, as if receiving some silent warning, and finally swallowed her words, only nodding along: "This… this slave hasn't seen her either…"

Haven't seen her? Lin'er's hesitant look just now clearly meant she was hiding something from me! Could it be... she knew where Ying'er was? Or... she saw something she shouldn't have? Like... Ying'er and Zaha...

The venomous snake of jealousy bit at my heart again! But then I thought, it couldn't be. It was still evening, with people coming and going in the estate; no matter how bold Ying'er was, she wouldn't...

Perhaps... Lin'er just saw Ying'er in a bad mood or going somewhere strange?

I suppressed the various conjectures in my heart and decided not to delve into Lin'er's strangeness for now. The immediate priority was to find Ying'er.

"Hmm…" I nodded, feigning calmness, then ordered in an unquestionable tone, "You two, put the food basket down first. Now, go separately and look for Madam; check the front hall, the study, and all the side rooms carefully! Report to me immediately if you find her! If not… in a quarter of an hour, all come wait for me at the bedroom door!"

"Yes, Master," Ting'er and Lin'er quickly replied, placing the food basket they held on a stone bench by the covered corridor.

Lin'er seemed to want to say something more, but after looking at Ting'er's still calm profile, she obediently closed her mouth in the end.

"Go," I waved my hand.

The two maidservants immediately split up, one heading towards the front hall, the other turning towards the west wing.

Watching their hurried figures disappear, the feeling of unease in my heart intensified. Where on earth was Ying'er? Why was she hiding from me? Could it be... she was really angry with me? Angry about my perversion last night? Or angry about the shameful requests I made this morning?

No... it shouldn't be... She clearly had accepted... even... enjoyed the feeling of controlling me...

So where was she?

I furrowed my brow, my heart filled with doubt and agitation. Zaha and the two maidservants had already gone to look; I couldn't just stand by.

I composed myself, deciding to go back to the bedroom first to see; perhaps she was just playing hide-and-seek with me? Or... she had already returned?

Thinking of this, I quickened my pace, heading towards the master bedroom.

Watching Ting'er and Lin'er's hurried figures disappear at the end of the covered corridor, the unease in my heart grew heavier, like the rapidly descending twilight. That maidservant Lin'er's reaction just now was far too suspicious! Her evasive eyes and hesitant manner clearly indicated she knew something!

Could it be... could Ying'er really...?

I didn't want to think any deeper, feeling only a tightness in my chest, as if gripped by an invisible hand. No! I must find her immediately! And get to the bottom of this!

I no longer hesitated, quickening my pace, practically jogging back to the master bedroom.

"Ying'er! Ying'er!" I pushed open the door, calling out urgently.

However, the bedroom was empty, with only the flickering candlelight casting my solitary shadow on the wall. The brocade quilt was still neatly folded in a corner of the couch, the bronze mirror on the dressing table reflected an empty room, and the air was filled with the scent of her usual incense, but that familiar figure was nowhere to be seen.

She really wasn't here!

A strong feeling of loss immediately seized me. I stood in the center of the empty bedroom, feeling my hands and feet turn cold, the sense of unease in my heart intensifying.

Where could she have gone?

I forced myself to calm down and began to thoroughly check every corner of the bedroom. Under the bed? No. In the wardrobe? Not there either. Behind the screen? Empty. I walked to the window again, pushed it open, and peered outside; the courtyard was quiet, with only a few early stars twinkling in the sky.

Was she truly angry with me and hiding alone? Or... was she held up by something?

My gaze fell upon the dressing table. Her rouge, powder, pearl hairpins, and jewelry were neatly arranged there... everything seemed perfectly in order, with no sign of anything unusual. Wait... what was that?

I took a few steps closer and discovered a small note, seemingly pressed down beside a pile of pearl hairpins?

My heart jumped! I quickly reached out and pulled the note free.

The note wasn't big; its texture was Ying'er's usual decorated letter paper, with a few words written in graceful small regular script. The candlelight was dim, so I leaned closer to discern it carefully—

"Husband, do not search; your humble servant will return shortly."

*Sigh*... Seeing these words, my anxious heart slightly eased. She had just gone out; she wasn't missing, nor was she hiding because she was angry with me. And judging by the tone, it seemed she had something to attend to?

But... it was so late, what could a woman like her need to go out alone for? And without telling me?

"Will return shortly"... how short was "shortly"? Where had she gone? And with whom?

Countless questions instantly flooded my mind; my heart, which had just relaxed, immediately tensed up again, even more anxious than before!

Could it be... could she have gone to meet someone?!

As soon as this thought emerged, it coiled around my heart like a venomous snake! Just last night she had accepted the black slave's "service," and this morning she had voluntarily suggested I indulge in my NTR fantasies... now she had left such an ambiguous note and gone out alone... All of this linked together, forcing my thoughts in the most stimulating, yet also most frightening, direction!

Had she gone to see Zaha? Or... Abu?! Where were they meeting? What were they going to do?!

The flames of jealousy instantly blazed fiercely in my chest! I felt my vision dimming in waves, almost losing my footing! Those unbearable cuckold images flashed wildly in my mind like a revolving lantern! Ying'er's naked body delighting beneath the black man's crotch! Her alluring moans and wanton posture! That monstrous black cock ramming wildly inside her!

"No! It can't be!" I shook my head violently, trying to shake these terrifying images out of my mind! Ying'er wouldn't do this! She promised me! She just went out to handle something... Yes... it must be like that...

But... what if? What if she really...?

My heart was like two small figures fighting! One desperately told me Ying'er was innocent, while the other relentlessly depicted various unbearable cuckold scenes! Reason and desire! Trust and suspicion! Pain and excitement! All these conflicting emotions fiercely collided within me, almost tearing me apart!

No! I can't just stand here overthinking! I must find her! Immediately! Right now!

I clutched the note tightly and rushed out of the bedroom!

I'm going to ask! Ask everyone in the estate! I need to know where she went!

I gripped the flimsy decorated letter paper tightly, my fingertips turning slightly white from the force. Ying'er... where on earth had Ying'er gone? That promise of "will return shortly" now burned my heart like a branding iron!

The poisonous flames of cuckoldry raged wildly in my chest! All sorts of unbearable images flooded into my mind like a tide! Had she gone to see Zaha? That black coal head! Was his monstrous large cock rampaging inside her?! Or Abu? That even more muscular, more enduring beast?! Where were they? The forest outside the city? Some secret detached residence? Or... right here in some corner of this estate?!

My breathing grew rapid, my vision blurred in waves, and jealousy and fear almost devoured my reason! I truly wanted to rush out immediately! To turn all of Chang'an City upside down to find her! Then... then fiercely question her! Even... punish her!

But...

I looked at the beautifully written decorated letter paper in my hand; the familiar scent of ink seemed to still carry the warmth of her fingertips... "Husband, do not search"... In her writing, there was no panic, but rather a hint of... reassurance?

My mind recalled her eyes from last night in the bathtub, clear yet full of understanding... She looked at me, gently speaking of understanding my "difficulties"... She actively kissed me, serving me with her jade feet, which symbolized degradation and temptation... Waking up in the morning, she accepted the shameful anklet, and even voluntarily suggested I fantasize about a paramour licking her feet...

She clearly... loved me so much... understood me so well...

That love and dependence, deeply hidden in my heart, flowed slowly like a stream, trying to extinguish the poisonous flames of jealousy.

She said everything she did was for me.

She said that in her heart, I was the most formidable.

She said...

I painfully closed my eyes, my body trembling slightly from the intense internal struggle.

Whom should I believe? Was it the insane cuckold fantasy? Or was it the wife who lay in my arms, her eyes clear as water?

No... I cannot doubt her like this! Ying'er is my wife! The one I love most! Even if she... even if she really was with someone else... it would be for me! It would be to satisfy my perverted desires! She is innocent! She just... loves me too much!

Thinking this, my heart felt as if something had fiercely clenched it, aching terribly. How could I doubt her? How could I, because of my filthy desires, harm the woman who loved me so deeply?

I am useless! A pathetic worm who can't even satisfy his own wife! What right do I have to suspect her? To question her?

The only thing I can do... is trust her! Wait for her to return! And then... continue to play my role as the "cuckold pimp husband" well!

Shame and a strange sense of relief intertwined, slowly calming the wild cuckold anxiety in my heart.

Yes... I must trust her.

I exhaled a long, turbid breath, as if to expel all the filth from my heart. The frantic jealousy and suspicion gradually receded, replaced by a deeper, painful love and dependence.

I cannot be without her... In this dark, twisted world, she is my only light... even if this light... ultimately leads me to a deeper abyss...

I slowly loosened my clenched fist, carefully smoothed out the decorated letter paper I had crumpled, and then carefully placed it in my embrace, close to my heart. As if by doing so, I could feel a trace of her presence and gain a sliver of peace.

Where should I wait for her? The bedroom? It was filled with her scent, but also with the wild memories of last night, which would only make my mind more restless.

Better go to the study. It was quieter there, perhaps it could completely calm my turbulent thoughts.

I turned, my footsteps much steadier, and walked towards the study.

Pushing open the study door, I lit the candlelight. The familiar scent of ink enveloped me once more. I walked to the desk and sat down, but I was not in the mood to read. My gaze fell on the tabletop, where the sketch of the "Zhenguan Green Estate" I had drawn last night still lay. Looking at those absurd conceptions, a bitter smile appeared on my face.

Perhaps... I didn't need any estate... As long as Ying'er was there... anywhere would be my "Green Estate"...

Time passed minute by minute, and the sky outside the window had completely darkened. Zaha and the two maidservants hadn't returned yet, with no news. My heart began to feel uneasy again.

Why hadn't she returned yet? Had something really happened?

Anxiety surged like a tide once more. I stood up restlessly, pacing back and forth in the study. My gaze swept over the bookshelves, over the calligraphy and paintings on the walls, finally landing on the inconspicuous box in the corner.

That was... the [Foot Scanner] rewarded by the system!

A thought suddenly popped into my head... should I... use it to... alleviate this?

No! I had just decided to trust Ying'er! How could I succumb to such filthy fantasies again?!

I shook my head vigorously, trying to discard this tempting thought. But once that evil fire was ignited, it was hard to extinguish it easily. Especially... when I thought about having to lick her dust-laden jade feet with my tongue tonight...

My mouth was dry, and the evil fire in my lower abdomen burned ever more fiercely!

In the end... desire triumphed over reason.

I walked to the box, opened it, and took out the strangely shaped [Foot Scanner]. Perhaps... I could just appreciate it as an ordinary foot model? Just looking... should be fine, right?

I comforted myself thus, holding the cold device in my hands. Its cold metal casing, complex internal structure... it was like a relic from the future, full of mystery.

If only... if only I could use it to scan a foot model of Ying'er... how wonderful that would be...

I closed my eyes, imagining the scene of using this device to scan Ying'er's perfect jade feet... Imagining the beam sweeping over her delicate skin, graceful arch, and rounded toes... Imagining a lifelike foot model eventually being generated... I could hold it in my hands anytime, anywhere, play with it, kiss it... even...

"Mm…" I couldn't help but let out a suppressed moan! Just the thought made me so excited I felt like I was about to explode! My hand gripping the scanner tightened unconsciously, while my other hand... shamefully reached towards my crotch...

Just then—

"Creak—"

The sound of the door being pushed open was like an alarm bell ringing in my heart! I was terrified out of my wits, my hand trembled, and the cold [Foot Scanner] almost slipped from my grasp! The little thing that had just raised its head in my crotch instantly went soft, shamefully retreating into the dense thicket.

I looked up in terror, like an adulterer caught in the act, towards the doorway—

It was Ying'er!

She stood gracefully there, wearing a well-fitting light purple ruqun, and beneath the hem of her skirt, the slender black anklet was faintly visible. She seemed to have just returned from outside, her face bearing a barely perceptible trace of fatigue, but more so, a playful mockery and curiosity. She tilted her head, her watery eyes curiously observing my flustered, panicked, and discomfited appearance, a playful smile still lingering on her lips.

My face flushed "boom" in an instant! Embarrassment! Shame! And a strange thrill of being caught red-handed! All sorts of emotions surged into my heart, making me wish I could instantly burrow into a crack in the ground! I was still holding this unsightly thing! Just now... just now I almost...

"Ying... Ying'er... you..." I stammered, at a loss for words.

Seeing my embarrassed state, the amusement in her eyes deepened. But she didn't immediately expose me; instead, as if she hadn't seen the object in my hand, she walked in with elegant steps, her voice carrying its usual tenderness, yet mixed with a hint of barely perceptible petulance:

"Husband, why are you here? When your humble servant returned and didn't see you, I thought you were fretting over something again..."

Her tone was so natural, so gentle, as if the pathetic man who was about to masturbate with the scanner just now didn't exist at all.

My heart relaxed, as if I had clutched a life raft. Right! Play dumb! Just pretend nothing happened!

I quickly feigned composure, hid the [Foot Scanner] behind my back, then hurried forward, forcing a gentle smile onto my face, my voice trembling slightly from nervousness: "Ying'er… you're back! You scared your husband to death!"

I extended my hand, wanting to take hers, but she deftly evaded it.

"Did I scare my husband?" She raised an eyebrow, her gaze playfully sweeping over my awkward attempt to hide the object, asking knowingly, "Your humble servant merely went out to attend to some private matters; why such a fuss, husband?"

"I... I thought..." I looked at the knowing smile in her eyes, realizing my little actions couldn't possibly deceive her, so I simply stopped hiding it. A hint of lingering fear and grievance appeared on my face, and my voice carried a touch of a choked sob, "I thought... Ying'er, you... you couldn't stand me anymore... so... so you left a note... and departed without a word..."

As I spoke, my eyes couldn't help but redden. This wasn't entirely an act; the panic and despair from just moments ago were too real, surging into my heart again, making it impossible for me to restrain my emotions. I really... was so afraid of losing her... even if it was in this twisted way that I possessed her...

Seeing my tearful appearance, the playful mockery on Li Ying's face finally faded, and a hint of heartache and helplessness flashed in her eyes. She sighed softly, then actively reached out, took my cold fingers in her hand, and said gently, "Silly husband… what are you thinking wildly about?"

She pulled me to sit on a nearby soft couch, then took out a neatly folded handkerchief from her embrace and gently wiped the moisture from the corners of my eyes. Her movements were so gentle, so natural, as if I truly were a wronged child.

"How could I leave my husband?" She looked into my eyes, her gaze sincere and gentle. "This Palace knows my husband treats me the best… This Palace also… also cannot leave my husband…" By the end of her sentence, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her voice had dropped.

Hearing her words, my heart completely settled. Yes, she had me in her heart; she couldn't leave me. No matter what happened, we were each other's only support.

"Then… Ying'er, just now…" I sniffled, still unable to resist asking, "Where did you go? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Alas," she sighed again, a hint of apology on her face. "It was This Palace's fault for making my husband worry." She paused, then explained, "A few days ago, I heard that the Gan'ye Temple in the west of the city had very strong incense and that its fortune-telling and wish-making were very effective. Today, the medical clinic was quiet, and This Palace thought my husband seemed preoccupied lately, so I… I went to the temple alone to pray for a peace charm for my husband, and incidentally, I donated some incense money, praying to the Buddha to bless my husband with good health and smooth sailing in all things…"

She went to the temple to pray for me?

I was stunned, an inexpressible surge of emotion rising in my heart! I had been wildly fantasizing, suspecting she was secretly meeting her paramour, but she… she had actually gone to pray for me?!

Shame! Self-reproach! And an even more surging wave of love! It instantly overwhelmed me! I was such a bastard! To have doubted her like that!

"Ying'er…" I tightly clasped her hand, my voice choked. "You… you're too good to me…"

"Silly husband," she chidingly rolled her eyes at me, yet with a gentle smile on her face. "My husband is This Palace's sky. If I'm not good to my husband, then who else would I be good to?" She paused, then added with a hint of girlish pride, "That fortune stick was a top-tier one! The master said my husband will surely turn misfortune into blessings and overcome all difficulties!"

"That's good… that's good…" I nodded repeatedly, the gloom in my heart completely dissipating, leaving only remorse and love for her.

We smiled at each other, the previous tension and suspicion vanishing into thin air, leaving only a gentle tenderness flowing in the atmosphere.

"Oh, right," she suddenly remembered something, her gaze falling on the spot where I had just hidden the scanner, a hint of playfulness in her eyes. "Husband… what were you fiddling with just now? So secretive…"

My face flushed again, and I awkwardly coughed twice. "N-Nothing… just a… mm… a trinket from the Western Regions… looked novel, so I just took a look…"

"Oh? Is that so?" She clearly didn't believe me, but she didn't press, just smiled meaningfully. "Things from the Western Regions… are indeed quite novel… Perhaps another day, husband can take it out and let This Palace have a look?"

"Okay… okay…" I quickly nodded, groaning inwardly. Now she had another handle on me.

"Are you hungry?" She stood up, taking my hand. "Let's go, dinner should be ready. After dinner… This Palace has a 'reward' for my husband…" She lowered her voice conspiratorially at the end, her eyes twinkling with ambiguous light.

"Reward"! That's right! And the foot licking tonight!

My heart began to burn again! I quickly stood up and followed her towards the bedroom.

We had a simple dinner, the atmosphere warm and ambiguous throughout. From time to time, she would use her jade feet, adorned with black anklets, to gently brush against my calves under the table, making my mind wander and spoiling my appetite.

Finally, the maidservants cleared the dishes and withdrew. Inside the bedroom, red candles burned brightly, and warmth filled the air.

Li Ying walked to the bed and sat down, removing her outer garment. She wore only the moon-white *dudou*, and below… only that enticing black anklet! It turned out that under her *ruqun* just now… she wore nothing at all! Not even those shameful semi-transparent gauze underpants!

Red candles burned brightly, and warmth filled the air. Li Ying lounged lazily on the edge of the bed, clad only in a moon-white *dudou* that barely covered her. Her fair skin glowed with a moist luster in the dim candlelight. Her skirt was long gone, leaving only the conspicuous black delicate chain anklet on her ankle, signaling the extraordinary nature of the moment. She looked at me with alluring eyes, her voice lazy and captivating:

"Husband… aren't you coming… to claim your 'reward'?"

Her voice was like the sweetest poison, instantly igniting all the lust and humble craving in my heart! My little dick began to engorge and throb uncontrollably! The thought of using my tongue to lick her jade feet, which were stained with dust and had been licked by the paramour, sent a current of extreme shame and excitement through my entire body!

However… before I completely surrendered, a faint flicker of masculine control, or rather… the perverse desire to prolong this shame and anticipation, spurred me to a tiny bit of courage.

I walked to her, but instead of kneeling immediately, I said cautiously, with a hint of flattering and testing smile, "Ying'er… my good Ying'er… this 'reward'… your husband naturally can't wait…" I paused, licked my lips, my voice trembling almost imperceptibly, "But… before receiving the reward… husband… could I… could I first ask Ying'er for a little 'appetizer'?"

"Oh?" Li Ying raised her delicate eyebrows, seemingly a little surprised by my "boldness," but the amusement in her eyes grew stronger. "Appetizer? What kind of 'appetizer' does husband want?" Her gaze playfully fell on my restless crotch, as if she had already guessed my thoughts.

"J-Just…" My face grew hot under her gaze, and I lowered my head in shame, my voice like a mosquito's buzz. "Could… could Ying'er… use these beautiful feet… to first… first gently 'comfort' this disobedient little thing of mine? Just… just step on it… or… or clamp it… just that…" I dared not look into her eyes, afraid of seeing contempt or disgust.

However, the expected rebuke did not come. Instead, a pleasant light laugh rang out above me.

"Hehe… husband's little thing… is truly impatient, isn't it…" Li Ying's voice carried a lazy smile, as if she found my request amusing. "Very well… who told This Palace to 'pity' her husband?"

As she spoke, she actually extended her jade foot, adorned with the black anklet! That foot, having walked around all day, had accumulated some fine dust, especially on the sole and between the toes, where some grayish-black smudges were faintly visible. But this did not diminish its beauty in the slightest; instead, this "impurity" added a forbidden allure!

"However… it's agreed…" Her toe gently tapped my stiff little dick, the cool delicate chain touching my burning skin, sending shivers through me! She looked at me with alluring eyes, her tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable command, "This Palace is only responsible for 'lighting the fire'… not for 'extinguishing it,' mind you… If husband wants to cum tonight… hmph… that will depend on This Palace's mood…"

She wouldn't let me cum?! She wanted to control my ejaculation?!

An even stronger wave of shame and excitement instantly engulfed me! This was even more stimulating than directly licking her feet! She not only wanted me to lick her dirty feet with my tongue! She also wanted to use her dirty feet to toy with my desire! Yet she wouldn't give me release!

"Yes! Yes! This slave… this slave obeys!" I trembled with excitement, even my self-address changed! I quickly knelt before her, devoutly looking up at her and her jade foot, which was about to "favor" me!

"So well-behaved…" She smiled with satisfaction, and then, that jade foot, stained with dust, with a queenly grace, slowly stepped onto my three-inch, proudly erect little meat stick!

"Mmm!" The pressure from her sole and the sensation of her delicate skin, along with the strange feeling of faint dust mixed with body heat, instantly made me groan in comfort!

She didn't move immediately, but like she was admiring an interesting toy, she gently rubbed her sole against my swollen glans. The tiny dust particles, with her movements, humiliatingly chafed my most sensitive tip!

"Husband's little thing… is truly… passionate, isn't it…" She looked down at the excited throbbing flesh under her foot, clicking her tongue in wonder, her tone full of mockery. "Just wondering… how long it can stay 'passionate'…"

Saying that, she began to cup my shaft with her arch, slowly sliding up and down! Her movements weren't fast, even carrying a hint of laziness, but each friction precisely teased my nerves! Her soft arch, tightly embracing my little dick, brought a pleasure different from a vaginal canal, yet equally intoxicating! And the fine dust on her sole, like a brand of shame, constantly reminded me of my current lowliness!

"Ah… Ying'er… so… so comfortable…" I couldn't help but groan, my body slightly trembling from the extreme pleasure and shame! I wanted more! I wanted her faster! Harder!

Perhaps sensing my eagerness, the smile at the corner of her mouth deepened. She suddenly sped up, her arch quickly moving up and down! At the same time, her other foot lifted, gently brushing my cheek with her black anklet-adorned ankle!

"Do you like it, husband?" Her voice carried a seductive gasp. "This Palace is using these feet… that are covered in outside dust… and have been licked by a lowly slave… to 'serve' you… do you… do you feel especially aroused? Especially stimulated?"

"Yes! Yes! Ah!" Her words and actions stimulated me to the point of almost losing my mind! Extreme pleasure and shame, like surging tides, crashed against my defenses in waves! I felt like I was about to come! That meager essence had already gathered at the tip!

"Ying… Ying'er… I… I need to…" I pleaded incoherently!

"Hmm? Need what?" She suddenly stopped moving! Her arch merely cupped my cock, no longer sliding! But the foot that was brushing my cheek suddenly pressed down hard, stepping on my face! The cool delicate chain and soft sole, mixed with the scent of dust, instantly occupied my mouth and nose!

"Wuwu…" I was almost breathless from being stepped on! My mouth and nose were filled with the smell of her feet! Shame! Suffocation! And that strong, suffocating pressure of being on the verge of erupting yet being forcibly cut off! It made me so much in pain that I almost fainted!

"Husband… what did you just say? This Palace didn't hear clearly…" She looked down at her husband, who was pinned beneath her foot, a cruel yet satisfied smile on her face, her tone still gentle. "Husband… have you forgotten what This Palace said? Tonight… you are not allowed to cum…"

I whimpered, looking at her in despair! The control and mockery in her eyes made me completely understand! Tonight… I had utterly become her plaything beneath her feet! Even the right to cum… had been taken from me!

Boundless humiliation and even more perverse excitement completely overwhelmed me!

As if deeming the "punishment" sufficient, she finally slowly lifted the foot from my face, but still did not continue the foot job. She looked at my little dick, which was swollen red and even trembling slightly from extreme pent-up frustration, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright… 'appetizer' over…" She stretched lazily, then extended her dust-covered jade foot before me again, her voice commanding like a queen. "Now… it's time for my 'reward'… Lick it clean… use your tongue… to lick This Palace's dirty feet… completely spotless…"

I looked at the jade foot before me, stained with dust, mixed with sweat, and perhaps even remnants of the black slave's saliva. There was no longer the slightest resistance in my heart, only boundless piety and fanaticism!

Yes! This was my honor! This was the only way in my lowly life that I could please her!

I lowered my head, like the most loyal foot slave, and extended my trembling tongue towards that dirty foot, which emanated a forbidden allure, piously, slowly, and meticulously, beginning my "reward"…

My tongue first touched her delicate and slightly cool instep. Some fine dust clung to it, feeling slightly gritty when licked. I dared not use force, only gently and repeatedly brushed my tongue over it, rolling the dust into my mouth. A faint earthy smell, mixed with the delicate fragrance of her skin and a hint of sweat, permeated my oral cavity… Disgusting? No… in the face of ultimate shame, this became a supreme delicacy!

Li Ying narrowed her eyes comfortably, a contented hum escaping her throat. She seemed to enjoy this feeling of being humbly served.

I continued downwards, piously licking her graceful arch, her rounded heel… My tongue meticulously traced the outline of her ankle, licking over the cool black delicate chain, feeling the subtle sensation of metal against skin.

Then… the sole of her foot!

I took a deep breath and cupped her sole in my hand. Compared to the instep, the sole clearly had more and thicker dirt! Grayish-black dust covered almost the entire sole, especially in the arch and pressure points, where some darker marks were even visible!

My heart pounded fiercely! Even more excited! I opened my mouth and, with my entire tongue, covered her sole, beginning to lick diligently! My tongue repeatedly rubbed against the coarse dust and slightly greasy sweat! The earthy smell, the smell of sweat, and her unique body fragrance, more intensely assaulted my taste buds and sense of smell! I could even taste a faint salty flavor! I didn't care, just self-forgetfully licked, as if I wanted to cleanse every inch of skin, every pore on her sole!

"Mmm… ah…" Li Ying seemed to be tickled by my warm, wet tongue, her toes involuntarily curling, and an unsuppressable delicate moan escaped her lips. Her cheeks flushed with an alluring redness, and her eyes became hazy. She watched me, humbly kneeling at her feet, diligently licking her dirty feet like a loyal dog, her eyes filled with extreme satisfaction and the pleasure of control!

She suddenly lifted her other foot and, once again, mercilessly stepped on my face! Using my cheek as a foot-wiping cloth! Her soft sole repeatedly rubbed against my skin, humiliatingly smearing the dirt I had just licked off back onto my face!

"Wuwu…" I whimpered, but dared not show the slightest resistance! On the contrary, I became even more excited by this even more direct humiliation! My tongue movements became even more strenuous!

I meticulously licked each of her toes, sucking clean the remaining dirt between them. Her rounded toenails, her pink toe pads… were all thoroughly tasted by my tongue.

I don't know how long passed, until I had licked both her jade feet spotless, as clean and white as jade, even making the black delicate chain sparkle, before she finally retracted her feet with satisfaction.

I looked up, my face covered in dust and saliva, utterly disheveled, but my eyes gleamed with satisfaction and infatuation.

"So well-behaved…" She looked at my lowly appearance, smiled contentedly, then leaned down and pecked my dirty face lightly, her voice as soft as a lover's murmur, "Husband… you're truly becoming more and more 'sensible'…"

My heart fluttered, and I felt all the humiliation transform into boundless sweetness!

"That's… that's because Ying'er teaches so well…" I said fawningly, smiling.

Just then, my heart stirred, and an even bolder thought popped into my head! While the atmosphere was good and Ying'er seemed to be in a good mood…

"Ying'er…" I cautiously began, my eyes filled with pleading and anticipation. "Your husband… could he… ask Ying'er for one more thing?"

"Hmm? What else?" She raised an eyebrow.

"J-Just…" I took out the [Transparent High-Heeled Sandals] and a pair of brand-new flesh-colored silk stockings from the cabinet beside the bed, presenting them to her like a treasure. "Ying'er… could you… wear these… and then… then play that dice game with your husband for a while?"

Imagining her in that outfit, the sheer flesh-colored stockings tightly encasing her long, beautiful legs, the crystal-clear high heels elevating her perfect arch… my heart felt as if it had been struck by a red-hot iron, so excited it almost burst! Especially… if she wore that outfit and rolled a result that brought Zaha in…

Li Ying looked at the undisguised craving and lust in my eyes, but she didn't immediately agree. She extended a slender jade finger, gently hooked my chin, and meticulously examined the still-damp smudges of saliva and dust on my face. A playful smile appeared on her face, and her voice was lazy yet carried an undeniable authority:

"Husband is truly pushing his luck… Just finished serving This Palace's feet, and now you want to make a new request?" She paused, her finger gently sliding over my Adam's apple, feeling my nervous swallowing. "To have This Palace wear these… it's not impossible…"

My heart jumped! There was a chance!

"But," she changed her tone, a hint of slyness flashing in her eyes, "Husband will have to show some 'sincerity' in exchange, won't he? There's no such thing as a free lunch, you know…"

Exchange? What did she mean…?

"Ying'er… what kind of 'sincerity' does Ying'er want? As long as your husband can do it… I will certainly…" I quickly pledged my loyalty, like a fawning puppy wagging its tail.

"Hmm…" She seemed quite pleased with my humble attitude, feigning contemplation for a moment, then pointed to her own shoulder and said lazily, "This Palace walked around today and handled some trivial matters, and my shoulders… are a bit sore… Husband isn't skilled at massage, is he? Why don't you give This Palace a good massage first… If you massage me comfortably… perhaps… This Palace will be happy… and agree to husband's request…"

Massage? Just massage?

My mind first froze, then a more complex excitement surged! This seemingly ordinary request, in the current context, was full of ambiguous implications! She wanted me to touch her delicate skin! While she was wearing only a *dudou*! This was practically another form of "reward"!

"Yes! Yes! This slave obeys! This slave will give madam a good massage right away! I guarantee madam will be comfortable!" I nodded excitedly again and again, then quickly climbed onto the bed, kneeling behind her.

Li Ying lazily lay prostrate on the soft brocade quilt, wearing only a moon-white *dudou*, her fair back and rounded fragrant shoulders completely exposed before me. Her delicate skin shimmered with an ivory luster in the candlelight, the graceful curve of her spine extending downwards, disappearing into the alluring hollow of her waist. She turned her head to one side, her dark hair cascading like a waterfall onto the pillow, revealing only the soft lines of her profile and her small ear. The black delicate chain on her ankle jingled faintly as she adjusted her posture, as if silently reminding me of her "special" status.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my wildly beating heart, then extended my slightly trembling hands and gently placed them on her smooth, fragrant shoulders.

The touch was soft, warm, and delicate, like fine silk, carrying the warmth of her body. I dared not use force, only gently and tentatively circled my fingertips on her shoulders.

"Mmm…" A comfortable moan escaped her throat, and her body seemed to relax a little.

Encouraged by her, I grew bolder. I began to apply the massage techniques I had learned in my previous life, starting with light pressure and gradually increasing it, meticulously kneading and pressing along her shoulders, neck, and back. Her skin was incredibly elastic, her muscles tight and supple. As I massaged, her body gradually relaxed, and her breathing became longer and deeper.

My fingers slid over her smooth spine, feeling the delicacy of every inch of her skin. When I pressed on the small of her back, her body visibly trembled, and a more alluring moan escaped her lips: "Mmm-ah… Husband… gently…"

I knew that was one of her sensitive spots! A surge of secret delight filled my heart, but my fingers deliberately lingered in that hollow, gently circling.

"Annoying…" She twisted her waist, her voice complaining, yet she didn't stop my actions. Instead, she rubbed her cheek against the pillow, like a cat being comfortably petted.

My heart was filled with satisfaction and a hidden excitement! To be able to touch her, feel her so unrestrainedly, even if it was just a massage, made me incredibly happy! My gaze greedily lingered on her exposed jade back, imagining the endless spring beauty beneath that smooth skin… My little dick began to disobediently stand at attention again.

I forced myself to concentrate and continued massaging her. The pressure varied from light to heavy, the techniques alternating between kneading, pressing, and acupressure. Gradually, she completely relaxed, her breathing becoming even and prolonged, as if she were about to fall asleep.

"Ying'er… still comfortable?" I asked softly.

"Mmm…" she mumbled a hazy response, her voice thick with sleep.

It seemed she was almost done. I stopped my movements, leaned down, and gently blew a breath near her smooth earlobe, whispering, "Ying'er… now… can you put on those stockings and shoes… and play dice with your husband?"

She seemed tickled by my breath, shrinking her neck, slowly opening her eyes, which still held a hint of hazy sleepiness. She looked at me, then at the stockings and high heels placed nearby, a lazy yet cunning smile gracing her face.

"Alright…" she finally nodded, her voice slightly hoarse from just waking up, "Given how 'hard' husband has worked… this servant… will agree to it…"

"Excellent!" A surge of ecstasy filled my heart! I quickly presented the stockings and high heels to her.

Li Ying sat up from the bed and took the pair of brand-new flesh-colored stockings. These stockings were thinner and more skin-hugging than the previous white ones, almost transparent, carrying a subtle yet extreme allure.

She extended her slender jade legs, her toes pointed, and then, slowly, slipped her delicate jade feet, bit by bit, into the sheer stockings. The silky material tightly enveloped her ankles, calves, knees… extending all the way up to her thighs! The flesh-colored sheer fabric perfectly conformed to her skin, like a second skin, accentuating the graceful lines of her legs to the fullest! Even the faint veins beneath her skin were faintly visible! Most fatally, because of the color, that black anklet appeared even more striking and prominent once she put on these flesh-colored stockings! It was like a brand! Proclaiming her "marked" identity!

My breathing instantly grew heavy! My eyes fixated, unblinking, on her pair of exquisite legs wrapped in the flesh-colored stockings! My little dick was already hard as a rock!

After putting on the stockings, she picked up the pair of [High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style]. I had only seen her wear these shoes once before; their crystal-clear material, as if sculpted from ice, displayed every detail of her jade feet without reservation! The heels were slender and tall, brimming with modern aggression and allure!

She slowly slid her stocking-clad jade feet into the transparent sandals. Her fair skin and pink toenails, encased in the transparent material, appeared even more tempting! The high heels lifted her arch high, forming a breathtaking curve!

When both her feet were shod, gently pressing into the soft quilt, I felt as if my soul had been utterly captivated!

Moon-white *dudou*! Flesh-colored sheer stockings! Transparent crystal shoes! And that striking black anklet! Classical subtlety and modern unrestraint! Pure temptation and naked promiscuity! They perfectly merged on her body! Forming a fatal poison! Making me willingly sink into depravity!

"Alright… Husband…" She stood up, looking down at me, her face adorned with a captivating smile, like a bewitching fairy, "Now… you can start your game…"

She walked to the table and picked up the three dice of shame that would decide fate…

She stood up, the flesh-colored sheer stockings outlining her slender beautiful legs like a work of art, and the transparent crystal high heels further accentuated her tall and graceful figure. In the candlelight, her fair skin, veiled by a layer of hazy flesh-colored silk, exuded a fatal temptation. The slender black chain on her ankle swayed gently with her movements, creating a breathtaking contrast with the flesh-colored stockings!

I was almost mesmerized! I knelt by the bed, looking up at her, as if gazing upon a goddess (or perhaps… a succubus?) descended to the mortal realm, my heart filled with boundless worship and possessiveness (though I knew the latter was merely a fantasy).

She walked to the table, her slender fingers picking up the three dice of shame that would decide fate, preparing to begin tonight's "game."

"Wait! Ying'er!" Just as she was about to roll the dice, I, as if possessed, called out to her.

"Hm?" She turned her head, raised an eyebrow, her eyes showing a hint of confusion and… displeasure? She seemed to be scolding me for interrupting her fun.

My heart tightened, and I quickly explained, "No… it's not… Ying'er… your husband merely…" I took a deep breath, emboldening myself, and said, "I just… wanted to properly admire… your current appearance, Ying'er… it's truly… too beautiful…"

As I spoke, my gaze lingered greedily on her. From her delicate collarbone, to the faint plumpness visible beneath the moon-white *dudou*, then to her long, beautiful legs tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings, sparking illicit thoughts, and that pair of artistic transparent high heels with the exotic black chain on her ankle… every part made my blood rush! My lust burned!

Upon hearing my praise, the hint of displeasure on Li Ying's face immediately vanished, replaced by a smug and alluring smile. What woman doesn't like to hear praise? Especially in such… a special situation.

"Husband's mouth… has become sweeter and sweeter…" She chuckled softly, full of charm.

I gathered my courage, crawled to her feet, reverently lowered my head, and gently kissed her ankle, adorned with the slender black chain. Through the thin layer of flesh-colored stocking, I could feel the warmth and slickness of her skin, along with the cool touch of the metal chain.

"Ying'er…" I looked up, my eyes full of infatuation and plea, "This dice game… can we… change the rules slightly?" I cautiously probed, trying to reclaim a tiny bit of initiative, "For example… add some… new punishments? Or… rewards?"

I wanted to add more cuckolding elements to the game! For instance… if a specific combination was rolled, she would have to say words praising the paramour! Or… if "dick" was rolled, she would have to choose between my little dick… or the black slave's big dick!

"Oh? Change the rules?" Li Ying seemed very interested in my suggestion, a glint of curiosity flashing in her eyes. "How does husband want to change them?"

"Well… it's just…" I was about to blurt out those filthy thoughts in my mind, but the words caught in my throat. No… I couldn't be too hasty… What if I scared her? Besides… if I proposed it, I felt it would lack that sense of being "forced" into humiliation.

My eyes darted, and I changed my approach: "How about… this time… let your husband roll first? Let's see… what your husband's luck is like? Perhaps… I can roll something… that will 'surprise' Ying'er?"

I emphasized the word "surprise" heavily, my gaze filled with insinuation and anticipation. I hoped… that I could personally roll the result that would summon Zaha! This would give me a perverse satisfaction… of personally delivering my wife into the paramour's arms!

Li Ying looked at the fervent anticipation in my eyes, seemingly instantly understanding my intentions. A look of knowing amusement, even deeper, flickered in her beautiful eyes. She didn't answer immediately, but instead took the dice, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. Then she extended her jade foot, still wearing the flesh-colored stocking and transparent high heel, and gently hooked it.

"Want to roll first?" She leaned lazily against the headboard, like a high and mighty queen, scrutinizing her kneeling subject, "It's not impossible…"

A wave of ecstasy swept through me! She agreed?!

"However…" she drew out her words, a cunning smile playing on her lips, "Husband must show some 'sincerity'… Beg this servant, won't you?"

Here we go again! "Begging" again! Does she really enjoy seeing me so humbly pleading?!

A surge of humiliation rose in my heart, but even more so, an uncontrollable excitement!

"Yes! Yes!" I scrambled to her feet, like the most devout worshipper, looking up at her perfect face and arrogant expression, begging in the most humble, fawning tone: "Please, good Ying'er! Please, my good Madam! Just let this slave… just let this slave roll once first! This slave… this slave will surely roll a result… that will satisfy Madam!"

"Hehehe…" Li Ying was so amused by my lowly demeanor that she trembled with laughter, her full breasts gently jiggling with it. "Look at your lack of ambition…" She extended her stocking-clad foot and gently nudged my chin, her tone carrying an air of condescending grace, "Alright… I'll indulge you this once… Take them…"

With that, she gently tossed the three dice of shame into my lap.

The dice rolled a few times on the brocade quilt, finally coming to a stop. Two of them were blank, signifying that the executor and recipient would be determined by drawing lots. And the other one… clearly displayed a word that made my heart pound – "Lick"!

I stared at that die, my breathing instantly becoming rapid! Although the specific person and body part hadn't been determined yet, that word "Lick"… was enough to make my imagination run wild!

"Thank you for your grace, Madam!" I excitedly picked up the three dice, clenching them tightly in my hand, as if holding the key to both ultimate pleasure and hell!

"Now… it's my turn!" I roared in my heart!