The Cuckold’s Lush Estate (Fan Edition)

The night was long yet short.

I barely closed my eyes, holding her soft, delicate body in my arms, feeling her even breathing and the occasional soft whimper from a nightmare. My heart was a mix of emotions. The scenes of last night, those utterly perverse and extreme moments that overturned all morals, were etched into my mind like a brand, replaying repeatedly, each time bringing intense palpitations and an unspeakable perverted pleasure.

But at the same time, looking at her pale sleeping face, feeling the unconscious trembling of her body, guilt and pity overwhelmed me like a tide. It was I who had pushed her, step by step, into this boundless abyss… and all of it, merely to satisfy my unspeakable, filthy desires.

Dawn gradually broke, the first ray of morning light filtering through the window lattice, gently spilling onto Li Ying's tranquil sleeping face. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, her brows still slightly furrowed, as if her sleep was not peaceful. Last night's experience was undoubtedly a devastating shock to her.

I dared not move, fearing I would disturb her rare sleep. I simply gazed at her, my eyes greedily tracing her brows and eyes, the bridge of her nose, her cherry lips that were slightly dry from dehydration… That mouth… last night…

No! I mustn't think of it again!

I forced myself to suppress the filthy thoughts, leaving only tenderness for her in my heart and… a trace of careful probing. What would she be like when she woke up? Would she hate me? Would she completely collapse? Or… would she truly accept all of this for me, as she said last night?

My heart felt like it was being roasted over a fire, filled with trepidation and anticipation.

Just then, the person in my arms let out a soft murmur, her long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes, which were always sparkling, now seemed somewhat vacant and bewildered, as if she had just escaped from a nightmare, still carrying lingering fear. She blinked, seemingly trying to discern her surroundings. When her gaze focused on my face, the emptiness gradually gave way to a trace of dependence and reassurance.

"Husband…" she spoke, her voice extremely hoarse, thick with a nasal tone, as if she had cried all night.

"I'm here… I'm here…" I quickly responded softly, reaching out to gently caress her cool cheek, "Did you sleep well? Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?"

She didn't answer, just shrank further into my embrace, like a kitten seeking refuge, burying her face in my chest and shaking her head gently.

A pang of sadness went through my heart. She was always like this… no matter how much grievance she suffered, she would ultimately choose to rely on me… This heavy trust and love made me feel even more guilty, yet also even more… excited!

I gently patted her back, comforting her softly: "It's alright… it's all over… last night… husband was wrong… I frightened you…"

At the mention of "last night," her body visibly stiffened! The face buried in my chest instantly turned deathly pale! Her breathing also quickened! Clearly, that terrifying memory still clung to her like a nightmare!

"Don't be scared… don't be scared…" I quickly hugged her tighter, whispering repeatedly in her ear, "It's all over… try to forget it, okay? Just treat it as a nightmare…"

I knew it was cruel to ask her to "forget" such deeply etched humiliation… but it seemed to be the only way to comfort her right now.

Under my soothing, her body gradually relaxed, but she remained silent.

My heart stirred, and I decided to tentatively probe.

"Ying'er…" I hesitated, then asked, "Last night… Zaha… he didn't hurt you, did he? Does your mouth… still hurt?"

As I asked this, my heart leaped into my throat! I didn't know how she would react! Would she break down again? Or would she furiously push me away?

To my surprise, she didn't react much. Her body merely trembled imperceptibly again, then she buried her face even deeper, her voice muffled, thick with a nasal tone and a hint of… imperceptible grievance?

"Mmm… a little… he… he was too big… this servant… couldn't take it all…"

Couldn't take it all?!

These three words exploded in my ears like thunder! She didn't say "disgusting"! She didn't say "humiliating"! She didn't even say "never again"! She merely… objectively stated a fact—Zaha's dick was too big! She couldn't take it all!

Did this mean… deep down… she hadn't completely rejected the act itself?! Even… if the size was "appropriate"… she… she could accept it?!

My heart was instantly filled with wild joy and an even more perverse excitement! My breathing grew heavy!

But I forcibly suppressed my inner agitation, continuing in a voice so gentle it could drip water: "Yes… that slave truly… has an unusual talent… it was difficult for Ying'er… husband will surely… never let you suffer *this kind* of grievance again…" I deliberately spoke "this kind of grievance" very lightly, as if implying… other "grievances"… might still be acceptable?

She didn't reply, only snuggled closer in my arms, seeming to tacitly agree with my statement.

My heart grew even more resolute! It seemed that while last night's shock was immense, it had indeed… lowered her bottom line on certain things… Especially under the wrapping of my "sincere affection" and "love," she was trying hard to convince herself to accept… and even… cater to my preferences in order to maintain our relationship!

"Husband…" After a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke again, her voice still thick with a nasal tone, "That… that black chain… is it still on this servant's ankle?"

The Black Charm Anklet! She actually brought it up herself!

"It's… it's still there…" My heart stirred. I looked down at her ankle, exposed outside the brocade quilt. The thin black chain was still securely fastened, creating a stark contrast with her fair skin. "Doesn't Ying'er like it? Or… should this husband help you take it off?" I feigned asking.

"No…" She gently shook her head, her voice carrying a faint, imperceptible… firmness? "Keep it on… it looks quite nice… just as husband said… it's husband's 'mark' on this servant…"

She accepted it! She completely accepted this mark symbolizing submission and depravity!

My heart was like being thrown into a boiling oil pot! So excited it was almost burning!

"Good… good… as long as Ying'er likes it…" My voice was even a little distorted with excitement.

We quietly embraced for a while longer, feeling each other's body temperature and heartbeat. The morning sunlight filtered through the window lattice, bathing everything in the bedroom in a warm golden hue, as if the darkness and filth of last night had never happened.

"Husband… shouldn't you be going to the clinic?" She gently pushed me, her voice regaining some strength.

"Mm…" I nodded, reluctantly letting go of her, "What about you? Sleep a little longer? Or…?"

"This servant will also get up… it's not good to lie down all the time…" She struggled to sit up, her face still somewhat pale, but her spirits seemed a little better. "Oh, by the way, husband…" She seemed to suddenly remember something, looking at me, her eyes holding a hint of inquiry, "Last night… the 'reward' you promised this servant… does it still count?"

Reward? Licking feet?

Could it be… she still wanted it?!

My heart leaped with wild joy! I quickly nodded, saying: "It counts! Of course it counts! As long as Ying'er wants it! This husband can do it anytime!"

"No need for that…" She gently shook her head, a faint, weary smile appearing on her face, "Just wait until husband returns tonight… today… this servant wants to wear those… white shoes…"

She meant the pair of [White Peep-toe High Heels]!

"Good! Good!" I quickly agreed, my lustful fire re-ignited!

It seemed… that while last night's shock was immense… it had also opened a secret switch in her heart… She was, in her own way, beginning to understand, accept… and even… anticipate this twisted relational dynamic…

And I… only needed to continue playing my role as this "affectionate" yet "perverted" husband… guiding her… towards an even deeper… abyss of ecstasy…

My heart was filled with tenderness and love, holding tight to this regained treasure in my arms. The morning sunlight filtered through the window lattice, gently illuminating her face, casting a faint golden glow on her pale cheeks. Seeing her weary yet incredibly dependent expression, my heart melted completely.

"Good… good…" I quickly agreed, the stone in my heart finally dropping. As long as she still needed me, as long as she was still willing to stay by my side, nothing else… mattered… right?

No… of course it mattered! Those extreme stimulations and humiliations were the most brilliant colors in my life! But at this moment, seeing her so pitiable, I was willing to temporarily suppress those dark desires and first play the role of a "gentle and considerate" good husband.

I didn't get up immediately; instead, I held her even tighter, my chin gently rubbing against her soft hair, my voice so tender it could be squeezed out like water: "It's still early… Ying'er, lie with me a little longer…"

She didn't refuse, merely obediently adjusted herself into a more comfortable position in my embrace, like a docile kitten.

My hand began to unconsciously caress her smooth back, feeling the delicacy and warmth of her skin. Her body was very soft, carrying a faint sweet fragrance. My kisses fell like feathers on her forehead, cheeks, the tip of her nose… finally gently pressing on her still somewhat swollen cherry lips.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if recalling last night's humiliating experience. A barely perceptible flicker of panic and resistance flashed in her eyes.

My heart tightened, and I quickly moved my kiss away, turning instead to lightly peck her earlobe, my tongue vaguely tracing her small auricle, while softly comforting her: "Don't be scared… husband is here… I won't make you uncomfortable again…"

My hand also began to move downwards, gently gliding over her flat lower abdomen, then her round buttocks, finally resting on her long thighs. Through the thin nightwear, I could feel the astonishing elasticity of her skin.

"Mm…" Under my caresses, her body gradually relaxed, a comfortable low moan escaping her throat, and her cheeks flushed faintly. Last night's fright seemed to be slowly dispelled by the current tenderness.

Seeing her condition improve, the evil thoughts in my heart began to stir again. My hand mischievously slid upwards, and through the nightwear, I gently cupped her soft breasts, teasing her already erect nipples with my fingertips.

"Ah…" she exclaimed, her body trembling violently! Instinctively, she tried to push my hand away, but meeting my gaze full of love (but actually mixed with lust), her movements stopped. She merely blushed, chiding: "Husband… stop messing around…"

"Hehe…" I chuckled softly, but my hand movements didn't stop; instead, they became even bolder. My other hand also reached down, directly sliding into her loose night trousers, accurately finding my own still semi-soft little cock!

"Husband…" She seemed surprised by my directness, letting out a low cry!

"Ying'er…" I buried my head in the crook of her neck, inhaling the faint fragrance of her hair, my voice thick with lust and a hint of childlike pleading, "Good Ying'er… help husband… husband… wants it…"

She stiffened, seemingly still hesitant. Last night's experience had filled her with complex emotions regarding such matters.

I didn't rush her, just gently rubbed that small thing against her warm, soft palm, while my lips brushed against her sensitive earlobe and neck.

Finally, under my persistent teasing, her hand… began to move…

Her movements carried obvious perfunctoryness and a trace of… nonchalance? She didn't, as before, devoutly and gently cup my lifeline with both hands. Instead, she merely held it casually with one hand, her thumb not even participating, just loosely circling it with her other four fingers, then slowly and haphazardly stroking it up and down. That feeling… rather than a caress, it was more like… fiddling with an irrelevant object?

A strange sense of humiliation instantly surged through my heart! She… was she despising me?! Because she saw Zaha's magnificent giant dick last night? So now even using her hand to "serve" this small thing of mine felt redundant and troublesome?!

Yes! It must be!

This realization made me want to die of shame and indignation! But at the same time... an even stronger, more perverse thrill shot through my entire body like an electric current! The more she disdained me! The more perfunctory she was! The more excited I became! As if only this could prove how lowly I was! How useless! How much I needed her "charity"!

"Ah... Ying'er... faster... faster..." I begged incoherently, my body arching from the intense stimulation! I could even feel her "working" hand; its movements seemed even more perfunctory! Even carrying a hint of... impatience?

"What's the rush?" She yawned lazily, her voice husky from just waking up, carrying a faint hint of mockery. "Does husband's little thing... still need 'fast'?"

Humiliation! Naked humiliation!

I felt like I was about to explode! Pleasure and shame intertwined, crashing against my reason like a tempest! I felt like I was about to cum!

"Ying... Ying'er... I... I can't..." I wailed, my body trembling violently!

Just then—

Her "working" hand suddenly stopped! And then mercilessly pulled away!

"Hmm?" The sudden emptiness made me freeze! The pleasure that was about to burst forth was abruptly cut off mid-flow! It was incredibly unbearable!

I looked at her blankly.

A cunning smile, filled with absolute control, appeared on her face, her voice lazy and unquestionable:

"Husband... have you forgotten last night's rule? This servant said... no cumming... before tonight..."

Fuck! Again?!

I looked at her in despair, at the teasing glint in her eyes, at the cruel smile on her lips... I felt like a pathetic worm being played in the palm of her hand! Even the lowly right to cum... had been completely stripped from me!

Boundless humiliation once again engulfed me! But at the same time... that perverse excitement... surged even more fiercely!

Fine... if I can't cum, I can't cum... as long as I can be with her... as long as she's still willing to "toy" with me...

"Alright... get up..." She seemed quite satisfied with my suppressed anger and resentment, stretching lazily before throwing off the covers and preparing to get out of bed.

Flesh-colored silk stockings! Transparent high heels! And that black anklet! She actually... didn't take them off when she slept last night?!

Seeing this stunning sight, the lust that I had forcibly suppressed surged up again in an instant!

"Ying'er... you..."

"This servant likes them... is that not allowed?" She turned her head, giving me an alluring, silken glance, then deliberately spun around gracefully in front of me, perfectly showcasing her tempting figure, meticulously adorned with modern erotic accoutrements. "Doesn't husband like to see them too?"

I swallowed with difficulty, gazing at her infatuatedly, nodding repeatedly: "I like it! I like it! Ying'er looks good in anything!"

"Hmph... at least you have taste..." She smugly lifted her chin, then walked to the door and called out, "Lin'er! Come in and attend!"

Why Lin'er? Not Ting'er? Could it be...

A flicker of doubt crossed my mind, but it was quickly replaced by excitement! That little girl Lin'er... so mischievous... if she saw Ying'er dressed like this... and even... knew about our "game" last night... would she...?

Soon, Lin'er pushed the door open and entered. When she saw the scene inside—especially Li Ying's shocking attire—her small face instantly flushed crimson! Her eyes widened, and her mouth slightly parted, looking utterly stunned! But her reaction was different from Zaha's last night; amidst the shock... there seemed to be an uncontainable hint of excitement and curiosity?!

"Ma... Madam... you..." Lin'er stammered, unsure what to say.

"What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to attend to Master and me for washing up?" Li Ying, however, acted as if she didn't notice Lin'er's unusual behavior, her tone calm as she instructed.

"Yes... yes!" Lin'er quickly lowered her head, not daring to look again, and nimbly began preparing the washing utensils.

Under Lin'er's slightly flustered and curious ministrations, Li Ying and I completed our morning ablutions. During this time, Li Ying remained in her alluring attire, even deliberately making some provocative movements that caused Lin'er to blush repeatedly, and left me itching with an unbearable desire.

After washing up, I changed into my regular clothes, preparing to head out.

"Husband..." Li Ying walked over, straightening my collar, and gently instructed, "Be careful on the road, come back early." Her demeanor was precisely that of a virtuous and tender wife.

Were it not for the audacious crystal high heels and black anklet on her feet, and my own uncomfortably constricted little cock, I might almost have believed that everything from last night and this morning was merely an absurd spring dream.

"Yes, I know." I pressed a kiss to her forehead, then reluctantly left the bedroom.

Sitting in the carriage on the way to the medical clinic, my mood remained unsettled. Everything that had happened last night and this morning replayed in my mind like a film. Shame, excitement, guilt, affection... all sorts of emotions intertwined, leaving me both tormented and captivated.

"System..." I murmured inwardly.

A translucent interface immediately appeared in my mind.

[Host: Wu Tao]

[Points: 35]

[Title: Benevolent Heart, Marvelous Hands (Medical skill effect +10%, patient trust +10%)]

[Items held: Slave Training Manual (Basic Chapter), Black Allure Anklet (Beginner), Semi-Transparent Gauze Underpants (Seductive Style), Foot Scanner, Damaged Black Stockings (Souvenir), Newbie Silk Stockings Gift Pack (one white/one flesh-colored remaining), High-Heeled Sandals - Transparent Style, White Peep-toe High Heels, Erotic Dice (Shame Edition)]

[Current available missions: None]

Still only 35 points... too few! Such a stimulating event last night, and no new mission rewards triggered? Was it because the [Budding Black Lust] mission itself already included these?

No! This point acquisition rate is too slow! I need more points to exchange for more interesting items! Like that "Spade Queen Hairpin"! And a more advanced Black Allure Anklet! Or even... direct redemption of drugs that would send Li Ying into utter ecstasy!

"System! Are there any missions to gain points quickly?" I asked anxiously.

[Ding! Detecting strong host desire, combining with current world line development, releasing new mission chain:]

[Mission Chain Name: The Queen's Skirt]

[Stage One: Proof of Submission]

[Mission Description: Before the end of the twelfth day, make Li Ying actively humiliate the host's sexual impotence in at least three different ways (including but not limited to words, actions, props), and receive her 'satisfied' evaluation.]

[Mission Reward: Points +50, unlock System Store [Queen's Blessing] section (includes more humiliation, training, NTR-related items and clothing).]

[Failure Penalty: Li Ying's desire to control the host decreases, subsequent related mission difficulty increases.]

The Queen's Skirt? Proof of Submission? Make Ying'er actively humiliate me? And receive her "satisfied" evaluation?

As I looked at this new mission, my heart couldn't help but pound wildly again! This mission... it was practically tailor-made for me! Not only were the rewards generous, but it would also unlock a new store section! Most importantly... it perfectly aligned with my current state and needs!

Making Ying'er actively humiliate me... hehe... that didn't seem too difficult... in her current state... if I just guided her a little... or rather... acted a bit more "deserving"...

I began to scheme in my mind... when I went back tonight... how should I "perform"... to make her "satisfied" enough... to thoroughly humiliate me?

The carriage slowly rolled along the streets of Chang'an, but my thoughts had long flown back to that bedroom filled with taboos and temptation... Tonight... was destined to be another sleepless night!

The carriage stopped in front of the medical clinic in Quchi Ward.

I took a deep breath, tidied my slightly disheveled thoughts and robes, and tried hard to suppress the irrepressible excitement and anticipation on my face, replacing it with a compassionate "Confucian physician" expression before alighting from the carriage.

"Master, you've arrived!" The clinic attendant, who had been waiting at the door, hurried forward, bowing respectfully.

"Mhm." I nodded faintly, hands behind my back, and walked into the clinic.

Inside, there were already some patients or their families waiting, the air thick with the strong scent of medicinal herbs mingled with the complex odors emanating from some of the patients. The attendants were busy dispensing and decocting medicines; everything seemed orderly and full of the bustle of life.

Sitting down behind the consultation desk, I began my day's work. Inspection, listening/smelling, inquiry, palpation – the whole process flowed smoothly. Relying on my unique diagnostic methods, which incorporated modern medical knowledge, I had gained some minor fame in Chang'an, and patients came in an endless stream.

However, my thoughts had long flown back to the mansion in Yong'an Ward, to the person who might currently be leaning lazily against the headboard, still wearing those cursed silk stockings and high heels.

[Mission Chain: The Queen's Skirt - Stage One: Proof of Submission... Make Li Ying actively humiliate the host's sexual impotence... receive her "satisfied" evaluation...]

The system's cold prompt seemed to echo in my ears. Although my little cock was still in its refractory period, just thinking about the mission content made me tremble with anticipation!

Three different ways... actively... and "satisfied"...

Ying'er... what would she do?

Would she, like last night, mock my pitiful three-inch little flesh bud with that cold yet alluring tone? Or would she... do something even more outrageous? For instance... use her jade feet, clad in those [White Peep-toe High Heels], to step fiercely on my face, then order me to lick the dust from her shoe soles like a dog? Or... take out my ridiculous "masterpiece"—the [Foot Scanner]—and scan Zaha's enormous dick in front of me, then use the scan results to humiliate me?!

Just imagining these scenes made me hot all over with excitement! I almost couldn't wait to rush home immediately, kneel at her feet, and accept all her "blessings"!

"Doctor... Doctor?" A timid voice broke my fantasy.

I snapped back to reality, seeing a sallow-faced, frowning middle-aged man sitting before me, dressed quite luxuriously, like a rich merchant.

"Oh... pardon me, I was just thinking about a medical case and got a little lost in thought," I quickly covered up. "What seems to be bothering you, esteemed sir?"

"Sigh... Doctor..." The rich merchant sighed, lowering his voice as if embarrassed to speak. "To be frank with you... I... that thing of mine... seems to be failing... that is... towards my wife at home... I can't get it up... What... what should I do?"

Impotence?!

Hearing those two words, my heart gave a sudden leap! An extremely strange feeling surged within me! Was it empathy for a fellow sufferer? No... more than that, it was a kind of... pathological superiority and schadenfreude!

Look! What if you have countless riches? In front of a woman, aren't you just as "useless" as I am?! No! You're even worse off than me! Although my cock is small, I have Ying'er! Ying'er is willing to suck a black slave's big cock to satisfy me! Do you have that?!

These dark thoughts filled me with a wave of shame, but even more so, pleasure!

"Hmm... don't be anxious..." I forced myself to remain calm, began taking his pulse, and while seemingly earnestly asking about his condition, my mind was racing.

How could I make Li Ying "actively" humiliate my sexual impotence?

I've got it! I could make her compare! Just like last night, have Zaha involved too! While directly ordering her to suck a black dick again might be difficult... merely having her look, touch, compare, and then say those humiliating words that I both love and hate... that shouldn't be too much, right? Didn't she implicitly acknowledge Zaha's size last night?

Or... use props? For example... have her use a ruler to measure my pathetic little thing and Zaha's giant dick? Then have her coldly announce the results?

Thinking of this, I almost couldn't help but burst out laughing!

"Doctor? Doctor? My illness..." The rich merchant, seeing me distracted again, urged anxiously.

"Oh, oh... Your illness... is mainly kidney qi deficiency, combined with liver qi stagnation... not difficult to cure... not difficult at all..." I quickly reined in my thoughts, feigned earnestness, and wrote out a prescription. In my mind, however, I was contemplating whether I should also prescribe myself some "tonics."

It wasn't that I genuinely expected any effect, but... if I "tried my best" yet still "couldn't perform," then Ying'er's humiliation... wouldn't it be more "justified"? And make her more "satisfied"?

This thought greatly excited me! Yes! That's what I'll do!

After seeing off the "fellow sufferer" rich merchant, I excused myself to check on herbs in the back hall and secretly opened the system interface again.

[Mission Chain: The Queen's Skirt - Stage One: Proof of Submission](In Progress)

[Points: 35]

[System Store: ...[Queen's Blessing] (Locked)...]

I tried clicking on the greyed-out [Queen's Blessing] section, and indeed couldn't enter, but the interface vaguely displayed some tempting category labels: [Chastity Devices], [Symbols of Power], [Slavery Contracts], [NTR Exclusive]...

Holy shit! Just looking at these labels, I felt my little cock stirring again! I must complete this mission quickly! Unlock this section!

With strong motivation, I returned to the consultation desk and continued to see patients. But throughout the afternoon, I was somewhat absent-minded. The prescriptions I wrote were sloppy, my fingers trembled slightly when taking pulses, and a few times I almost called patients by the wrong name.

The patients' moans turned into Ying'er's passionate gasps in my ears... The bitter scent of herbs seemed mixed with the sweat on Ying'er's feet and the black slave's body odor... The heavy thud of attendants moving medicine chests sounded like Zaha's thrusts impacting Ying'er's throat last night...

I felt like I was going crazy!

Finally, when the clock hand pointed to the beginning of You Shi (5 PM), and the afterglow of the setting sun painted the sky a magnificent orange-red, I almost impatiently ended my day's work, instructed the attendants to lock the doors and windows, and then jumped into the carriage already waiting at the door.

Back to the mansion! Back home! To my queen's side! To face that sweet and cruel "judgment"!

The carriage rolled through the twilight towards Yong'an Ward, my heart having already flown to the bedroom where the humiliation feast was about to unfold! My body trembled slightly with anticipation and nervousness!

Tonight... what kind of scene would it be? Ying'er... what "surprise" would she give me?

The carriage came to a halt in front of Wu Tao's mansion in Yong'an Ward. With a mix of excitement and calculation, I stepped out, took a deep breath of the cool evening air, and tried to make my expression appear calm as usual.

[Mission Chain: The Queen's Skirt - Stage One: Proof of Submission... Make Li Ying actively humiliate the host's sexual impotence... receive her "satisfied" evaluation...]

The system's mission prompt flashed in my mind again, and my heart began to pound uncontrollably once more. Three ways... actively... satisfied... Hehe... Tonight is certainly going to be a wonderful night!

I didn't go straight back to the bedroom to find Ying'er; instead, I strolled to the study.

The study was as quiet as ever, filled with the faint scent of ink and old books. I sat down at the desk and idly picked up a medical book to flip through, but my mind was completely elsewhere.

Comparison! There must be a comparison! Mere verbal humiliation always felt insufficient, not direct enough, not stimulating enough! I had to let Ying'er see with her own eyes and touch with her own hands that immense contrast!

A ruler! Yes! A ruler!

I could almost visualize the scene: Ying'er, wearing those [White Peep-toe High Heels], perhaps still in that alluring attire from the morning, lounging lazily against the headboard. Zaha and I would be kneeling naked from the waist down before her. In her hand, she would hold a delicate ebony ruler. She would first disdainfully measure my pathetic three-inch flesh bud, then turn to measure Zaha's menacing black giant dick... When her tender fingers touched the black dick, would she tremble again? Would her face flush crimson again? When she announced the two vastly different numbers in her cool, clear tone, would I be so ashamed that I would cum right there on the spot?!

Just imagining these scenes made me hot with excitement all over! No! I have to hold it in! No cumming before tonight! That's the Queen's command!

I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. Besides the ruler comparison, I needed two more ways... verbal mockery was certainly essential... what else could I add?

Ah, right! Have her use her feet!

Have her, wearing those [White Peep-toe High Heels], use those pure white, noble jade feet to gently caress, or even step on, Zaha's thick, hard black dick, feeling its powerful pulsations... and then use the same feet to contemptuously, disgustedly kick my limp little thing! To tell me with her actions that I don't even qualify for her "foot service"!

Perfect! It's decided!

I mentally reviewed the plan, ensuring everything was foolproof, then stood up with satisfaction and left the study.

Next, I strolled to the kitchen.

The kitchen was bustling with activity, the aromas of various ingredients mixed with the smell of cooking oil wafting out. I called over the steward in charge of meals and quietly gave him a few instructions: tonight's dishes, specifically my portion, should include plenty of "great tonics" like "deer whip," "tiger bone," and "sea dog kidney," and they had to be stewed until mushy, with a strong medicinal smell, so that the Madam could clearly "see" how much effort I had put into "reinvigorating my virility"!

Though somewhat puzzled, the steward respectfully agreed. Watching him leave, a dark smile played on my lips. Ying'er, oh Ying'er, I hope when you see these "tonics" tonight, your humiliation of me will be even more "thorough"!

After leaving the kitchen, I detoured to the backyard. As the head security guard, Zaha would usually be patrolling the backyard or resting in his quarters at this hour. I found him in a secluded corner.

He seemed to have just finished martial arts training, a thin layer of sweat still glistening on his dark skin. Seeing me, he immediately knelt in fright, saluting respectfully: "Master!"

His eyes flickered, not daring to meet my gaze, and his face still held traces of last night's shock and a hint of... an unspeakable excitement and lingering memory?

"Get up." I said calmly, my gaze seemingly casually sweeping over his crotch. Even through his coarse cloth trousers, I seemed to sense that astonishing outline.

"Thank you, Master!" Zaha stood up, still bowing his head, his body slightly tense.

"Last night... you weren't frightened, were you?" I asked, feigning concern, my tone gentle, as if it were just a casual remark.

Zaha's entire body trembled! He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with terror and bewilderment! He didn't understand why I would suddenly bring up that forbidden event of last night! Could it be... that I intended to punish him?

"Thi... this... this humble one deserves death! Please punish me, Master!" He dropped to his knees with a thud, kowtowing like a pestle pounding garlic.

"Punish you? Why would I punish you?" I feigned surprise. "What happened last night was 'Heaven's will.' What does it have to do with you? Did the Madam... did she blame you?"

"N-No… no… Madam… Madam only told this lowly one to scram…" Zaha stammered, a hint of lingering fear and… relief?… on his face.

"Mm, that's good then." I nodded, then changed my tone, a playful edge entering my voice. "However… seeing you last night… it seemed… you quite enjoyed yourself?"

Zaha's face instantly flushed crimson! No, it turned even blacker! He was mortified and indignant, yet dared not retort, only burying his head lower, trembling as he whispered, "This lowly one wouldn't dare…"

"Hmph, I wouldn't expect you to have any improper thoughts." I snorted coldly, hitting him with a warning, then softened my tone. "Alright, get up. Remember, you are a slave of this estate, and Madam's command is supreme. Whatever she tells you to do, you must do it. Understand?"

"Yes! This lowly one understands! This lowly one understands!" Zaha nodded repeatedly.

"Mm…" I mused for a moment, then spoke as if unintentionally, "Tonight… perhaps… Madam may have another 'instruction'… You should stay in the courtyard and await summon at any time."

Upon hearing this, Zaha's body jolted again! Unbelievable ecstasy and burning anticipation instantly erupted in his eyes! But they were quickly replaced by fear! He trembled with excitement, his lips quivering, unable to utter a single word, only nodding frantically!

Seeing his look of both anticipation and fear, my heart swelled with a morbid sense of satisfaction and the pleasure of complete control!

"You may go." I waved my hand.

"Yes! Yes!" Zaha, as if granted a great pardon, bowed his head once more, then practically stumbled out, retreating with his arms and legs moving in unison.

Watching his disheveled yet aroused back, my mood was exceedingly joyful! All preparations were complete! I just waited for the evening's grand show to begin!

Back in the main hall, I arrived just in time for dinner.

Li Ying was already seated at the table. She had changed into a simple, elegant everyday *ruqun*, her hair neatly combed, her face lightly powdered to conceal some weariness. Apart from the [Black Charm Anklet] still on her foot, she looked like her usual graceful and virtuous self.

However, whenever her gaze met mine, she would instinctively flinch away, and a blush would quickly flash across her pretty face, along with a hint of unnaturalness.

The dinner atmosphere was subtly quiet. I occasionally glanced at Li Ying, who ate in silence with her head bowed, occasionally looking up at me with complex eyes. The dishes on the table were abundant, especially the several "great tonics" placed before me, emitting a strong medicinal scent.

Li Ying naturally noticed them. She looked at the dishes, then at me, a flicker of understanding and… faint mockery… in her eyes.

I pretended not to see, burying my head and "eating heartily," but secretly laughing in my heart.

Dinner ended in slightly awkward silence.

"Husband… let's return to our room…" Li Ying stood up, speaking softly.

"Good." I also stood up. The long-awaited moment in my heart was finally about to arrive!

Li Ying and I walked side-by-side along the covered corridor back to the bedroom, the moonlight stretching our shadows long. I could smell the faint fragrance emanating from her, mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible… raw, gamey odor from last night? Was it my imagination?

Entering the bedroom, Lin'er had already lit the candles, then tactfully retreated, gently closing the door behind her.

The light in the room was ambiguous, and calming incense burned in the censer, but I knew that tonight, this place was destined not to be peaceful.

Li Ying walked to the bedside and sat down. She didn't immediately prepare for bed as usual, but instead looked up at me, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a light that made me both excited and nervous.

"Husband…" she began softly, her voice carrying a hint of languor and… scrutiny. "Did you… enjoy dinner?"

He's here!

My heart leaped! I knew the main event was about to begin!

Although I had rehearsed it countless times in my mind, when this seemingly ordinary question actually came from her lips, my heart still thumped uncontrollably! Blood rushed instantly to my head, then surged violently to my lower body! I felt my cheeks burning, and my pathetic little dick was humbly twitching!

Her beautiful eyes gazed at me silently, her expression calm and unruffled, yet also seeming to hold an all-seeing scrutiny! As if she had long seen through all my clumsy preparations—my "meditation" in the study, the "tonics" in the kitchen, the "discipline" in the backyard… In front of her, all my schemes were as laughable as a child's game!

I took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the wild joy and nervousness in my heart, and squeezed out a simple, almost "foolish" smile, as if I had completely missed the deeper meaning in her words, answering sincerely:

"Good! It was very delicious! Especially those tonic dishes, I feel… I feel completely invigorated!"

As I spoke, I subconsciously puffed out my chest and clenched my fists, trying to appear "energetic." But this clumsy performance, under Li Ying's discerning gaze, seemed even more comical and pathetic!

Hearing my reply, Li Ying was slightly taken aback at first. Then, a tiny ripple appeared deep within her calm eyes. It was a mix of… understanding, mockery, pity, and even a hint of… amusement?

She let out a soft "pfft" of laughter. The laugh was light, but it struck my heart like a small hammer!

"Oh? Is that so?" She tilted her head slightly, a meaningful curve forming on her lips, her gaze slowly sweeping over me, as if appraising an interesting object. "Filled with strength? Then, Husband… what do you plan to use this 'strength' for?"

She deliberately emphasized the words "strength," the mockery in her tone undisguised!

First type! This is the first type of humiliation! Verbal mockery! [Queen's Skirt] mission progress 1/3!

My heart pounded furiously! Excited! Unparalleled excitement! To be so directly mocked for my impotence by my beloved wife! This extreme sense of shame! It made me feel like I was floating on air!

"I… I…" My face flushed, I stammered, so mortified I wished for a hole to crawl into! But at the same time, that pathetic little thing in my lower body twitched even more excitedly due to this intense stimulation!

"This humble one sees Husband's blushing face and pounding heart…" Li Ying didn't let me off the hook. She lazily stretched out her jade hand, lightly covering her mouth, and yawned, yet her gaze remained sharply fixed on me, her tone carrying a casual cruelty. "This 'strength'… I fear it was all used in 'thinking,' wasn't it? When it comes to 'using' it… tsk tsk…"

She didn't finish her sentence, but those two "tsk tsk" sounds, and her undisguised look of contempt, spoke volumes!

Shame! Excitement! I felt like I was being torn apart by these two extreme emotions!

She… she really knew! She knew that eating those tonics was useless for me! She knew I was a complete and utter good-for-nothing! In her eyes, my "efforts" were nothing but a laughable one-man show!

"Ying'er… you…" I looked at her, humiliated, tears even welling up from a physiological reaction!

"What about this humble one?" She blinked innocently, but the playful smile on her lips deepened. "Husband… surely you aren't… angry? But this humble one… is only speaking the truth…"

She stood up and slowly walked towards me, looking down at me from above. She extended a slender jade finger and gently hooked my chin, forcing me to meet her gaze.

"Husband's 'efforts'…" her voice was like a lover's whisper, yet filled with cold malice. "Don't go and 'over-tonic' yourself… After all… some things… are 'innate'… they can't become 'big,' 'hard,' or 'last long' just by taking medicine… wouldn't you agree? My… Cuckold Pimp Husband?"

The last few words, she spoke almost directly into my ear, in a voice barely audible, yet incredibly clear!

*Boom—!!!*

My mind instantly went blank!

Cuckold Pimp Husband!!!

She… she actually… really said it?!

These six words echoed like a curse in my ears, making me dizzy and sending my soul flying! I felt all the blood in my body reversing flow! Shame! Ecstasy! Disbelief! All kinds of extreme emotions overwhelmed me like a bursting dam!

She… she really called me that! With her enchanting, melodious voice, she uttered the most extreme humiliating title I had fantasized about countless times in my dreams, yet never dared to hope I'd hear from her lips!

My body began to tremble violently, uncontrollably, and tears streamed down my face like broken pearls! These were not tears of sadness, but tears of extreme excitement and complete conquest! I felt as if my soul had been drawn out by her words, leaving only a humble shell eager to be trampled upon by her!

My little dick hardened painfully, sticky fluid constantly oozing from its tip, twitching pitifully, as if begging for more "favor" from the Queen!

She looked at my dazed, tear-streaked, and pathetic appearance, the playful light in her eyes intensifying! As if admiring a beautiful yet fragile piece of porcelain she had personally shattered.

"Then… then, Ying'er, do you… like… Husband like this?"

I forced myself to endure the shame and excitement that threatened to tear me apart, struggled to lift my head, and met her smiling, cruel gaze, my voice trembling beyond recognition, as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

I want to know! I desperately want to know! Is her humiliating me like this, trampling on me like this… also a kind of "liking"? A unique, twisted "love" between us? Even if this "liking" is built upon my impotence and lowliness! I would gladly accept it! Even… yearn for it!

Hearing my question, Li Ying seemed to pause again, as if she hadn't expected me to ask such a "shameless" question. The finger hooked on my chin tightened slightly as she carefully scrutinized my flushed face, my eyes sparkling with tears from excitement…

A few seconds later, she again let out a soft "pfft" of laughter. This time, the laughter held less pure mockery and more… understanding and… perhaps a reluctant "indulgence" for my "worthless" nature?

"Like?" She released my chin, elegantly turned around, walked to the dressing table, picked up a small, exquisite ebony comb, and casually smoothed her beautiful hair. She looked at me through the mirror, her voice still languid, but with an unquestionable conclusion. "Husband, do you think… this humble one likes it?"

She didn't answer directly, but instead posed a rhetorical question, throwing the problem back at me, as if to say: Isn't the answer obvious? If I didn't like it, why would I "cooperate" with you so much?

My heart pounded furiously once more! She… was she tacitly agreeing?! She agreed! She liked this! At least… she didn't hate it! In fact… she even found it interesting?!

This realization sent my excitement to another peak!

"However…" Just as I was about to lose control again from excitement, she changed the subject. She put down the comb, slowly turned around, and looked back at me, the playful smile on her face growing even more meaningful. "Just because Husband says his 'strength is great'… this humble one won't believe it…"

She paused, her gaze meaningfully sweeping over my lower body, then, as if unintentionally, she glanced towards the backyard outside the window. A cruel yet captivating smile curved her lips:

"Whether you 'really' have strength… we'll have to… compare… to find out…"

Compare?!

She… she really was going to…?!

My breathing instantly quickened! I knew! I knew what she was going to do! The ruler! Zaha! Comparison!

The [Queen's Skirt] mission! The second type! The second method of humiliation was about to begin!

"Ying… Ying'er…" My voice trembled with excitement, my eyes filled with fervent anticipation!

"Husband…" Li Ying walked in front of me, extended her index finger, and gently pressed it against my lips, stopping the excited words I might have uttered. Her eyes held a queen-like command. "Don't rush… Before we 'compare'… you'll have to… take out your 'thing,' won't you?"

As she spoke, her gaze swept over my crotch again, and then… looked towards the doorway…

"Ying'er…" I suppressed the wild joy in my heart, trying to squeeze out a hint of "hesitation" and "struggle" on my face, my voice trembling deliberately. "Do you… do you really want to… call Zaha in? This… this is, after all…"

I knew this feigned reluctance would only excite her more, making her enjoy the pleasure of control even more!

Indeed, she looked at my "hypocritical" demeanor, the playful light in her eyes intensifying. A knowing smile curved her lips, but she didn't expose me, merely asking languidly, "What? Husband… are you scared?"

"No… not scared…" I quickly shook my head, then, as if summoning courage, and with a hint of pleading, I cautiously requested, "It's just… it's just that this lowly one dares to be so bold… Ying'er, could you… first change into those… white shoes? Husband feels… that… that would better suit Ying'er's temperament… and would also… make this lowly one… truly convinced…"

I wanted her to wear those [White Peep-toe High Heels] that symbolized "purity," to conduct this most defiled, most cruel "judgment"! This extreme contrast! Just thinking about it set my lust on fire!

Li Ying raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised by my "impromptu addition," but then a look of intrigued interest appeared on her face. She lowered her head to look at the black anklet on her foot, then looked up at the fervent anticipation in my eyes, apparently understanding my thoughts.

"Husband is indeed… getting better at 'serving' others…" She smiled playfully, not refusing, but rather finding it even more amusing. "Very well… I'll indulge Husband this once…"

With that, she elegantly turned around, walked to the wardrobe in the corner of the room, and took out the pair of [White Peep-toe High Heels].

My gaze was instantly drawn to her! Staring intently at her next movements!

She sat on the edge of the bed, first unfastening the black anklet on her ankle, and then… began to slip off her elegant *ruqun*!

My breath hitched! What was she doing?!

Soon, I understood! She wasn't… just changing shoes! Instead, she pulled off her outer skirt, revealing… the [Semi-Transparent Gauze Underpants] I had forced her to change into that morning… and her bare upper body, save for a moonlight-white *dudou*!

My god! She had actually… been wearing these clothes underneath all along?!

I stared, dumbfounded! My little dick hardened further!

She seemed quite pleased with my shocked expression, a smug smile on her lips. Then, she picked up the white peep-toe high heels and slowly began to put them on.

The shoes were pure white, the peep-toe design perfectly exposing a few of her plump toes, painted with bright red nail polish, alluring like ripe cherries. The slender, high heels perfectly outlined her arch, making her calves appear even more slender and elegant. White symbolized purity, yet the peep-toe and high heels were full of sensual temptation, coupled with the faintly visible semi-transparent underpants…

I felt like I was suffocating!

After putting on the shoes, she stood up, her upper body bare (only wearing the *dudou*), her lower body in semi-transparent underpants and white peep-toe high heels, like a siren stepping out of a painting! She walked up to me, deliberately using the tip of her high-heeled foot to gently kick my knee, her voice carrying a languid command:

"Alright, Husband's 'request' has been met… now… it's time to satisfy this humble one's 'curiosity,' isn't it?"

As she spoke, she walked to the door, raised her clear voice, and called out:

"Zaha!"

"Madam!" Zaha's nervous, excited, yet fearful response immediately came from outside the door!

"Come in!" Li Ying's voice was cold and authoritative.

"Yes!"

The door was pushed open, and the tall, dark Zaha entered with his head bowed. When he looked up and saw Li Ying in her astonishing attire, he was struck as if by lightning! Shock! Ecstasy! Fear! Disbelief! All emotions intertwined on his face! His gaze subconsciously swept back and forth between Li Ying's bare upper body, her semi-transparent underpants, and those dazzling white high heels. A "gulp" sound of swallowing saliva came from his throat, and the already engorged giant dick in his crotch pushed his pants out like a massive tent!

"Kneel!" Li Ying commanded coldly.

Zaha trembled all over, immediately prostrating himself on the ground, shivering, his head buried even lower, as if another glance would be blasphemy towards his mistress.

Li Ying walked to the bed, lazily leaning back against it, her two jade legs, clad in white high heels, elegantly crossed. Then she pointed her chin at Zaha, and then at the empty space beside him, commanding me: "Husband, and you, slave, both kneel by the bed… take off your pants…"

It's here! It's finally here!

My heart pounded furiously! Both Zaha and I… were to strip naked below the waist… and submit to her "inspection"!

I glanced at Zaha, who was equally shocked and fearful, then was the first to begin unfastening my belt. Seeing this, Zaha also trembled as he started to take off his pants.

Soon, both of us were naked from the waist down, kneeling side-by-side before Li Ying's bed. My pathetic "three-inch sprout" that had just gone slightly "flaccid" from over-excitement, and Zaha's still ferocious, terrifying, and radiating hot black giant dick, formed a stark contrast so brutal it was despair-inducing!

Li Ying's gaze swept over the vastly different sizes of "things" in our crotches. A complex light flickered in her eyes: curiosity, disdain (for mine), shock (for Zaha's)… Finally, her gaze settled on my face, carrying a cat-and-mouse playfulness.

Just then, I trembled and took out the delicate ebony ruler I had prepared from my bosom. Clear measurements were engraved on its body.

Holding this ruler, which symbolized the "scepter of judgment," with both hands, I crawled devoutly yet despairingly towards Li Ying, like a prisoner about to step onto the gallows. I held the ruler high above my head, my voice trembling violently from extreme shame and excitement:

"Please… please, Madam… use it… to judge… your Husband…"

Li Ying looked at me, prostrated before her, holding the ebony ruler high with both hands, offering the "power of judgment" as if in sacrifice. The playful light in her eyes almost overflowed! She seemed utterly pleased with my eagerness for humiliation!

She did not immediately take the ruler. Instead, she languidly extended a jade foot, clad in the [White Peep-toe High Heels], and with a plump toe, painted with bright red nail polish, peeking from the shoe's opening, she gently hooked my wrist.

"Husband's 'devotion'… makes this humble one… a little embarrassed, you know…" She said she was embarrassed, but her tone was full of condescending playfulness and teasing.

My body jolted violently as if electrocuted! Her toes! Her noble, sacred toes! They touched me! Just before this cruel judgment began, she was still using her feet to tease me?!

My breathing instantly grew heavy, and my little cock, uncooperative, twitched even more excitedly!

She seemed to enjoy my sensitive and helpless reaction, hooking me again with her toes before slowly extending her hand to take the heavy ebony ruler.

The ruler felt cold in her hand, a stark contrast to her soft, warm jade fingers. She held the ruler, weighing it lightly, not immediately beginning to measure, but instead revealing an even nastier smile.

Holding the ruler, she first walked up to Zaha. Zaha was already trembling like a sieve from fear, his head buried so low it almost touched the carpet, yet his enormous black cock, due to nervousness and excitement, stood even higher and harder!

Li Ying used the smooth side of the ebony ruler to lightly tap that dark, thick, veiny monstrosity.

*Pat-pat!*

The sound of the ruler hitting the firm flesh was exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom!

"Mmm..." Zaha let out an extremely suppressed groan from his throat! His body twitched violently! His huge glans abruptly jumped upwards, and a few drops of thick fluid seeped out from the urethral opening at its tip!

Li Ying watched his reaction, a flicker of curiosity and... a mischievous, triumphant smile flashing in her eyes. She scraped the ruler lightly over the monstrous giant dick again, feeling its scorching temperature and astonishing hardness.

Then, she turned around, holding the ruler that had just "favored" the black dick, and slowly walked up to me.

My heart almost leapt out of my chest! I knew it! It was my turn! I was about to be "defiled" by that ruler, stained with the paramour's scent!

Indeed, she squatted down, her face showing undisguised disdain and pity. With that ebony ruler, she lightly toyed with my little cock, which was trembling from excessive excitement and shame.

The cold ruler touched my burning little flesh bud, sending a shiver through my entire body!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... Husband's 'thing'... it's really... 'small and exquisite,' isn't it?" She exclaimed dramatically while casually prodding with the ruler, her tone full of undisguised mockery, "This servant's ruler... it's almost longer than it..."

No! Not almost! It *was* definitely longer! This ebony ruler was at least a foot long (about 30 centimeters)! And my little cock... even when erect, barely reached three inches!

An extreme sense of shame seared my heart like a hot iron! My face flushed crimson, and tears once again flowed uncontrollably!

She seemed very satisfied with my mortified appearance. After she had played enough, she finally prepared to begin the "main event."

She aligned one end of the ruler with the base of my insignificant little cock, then meticulously, even with a hint of perverse delight, moved the ruler along my short flesh pillar to measure it...

"Let this servant see... just how 'mighty' our 'energetic' husband truly is..." she said with a maddeningly gentle tone, as she measured.

Then, she saw the markings on the ruler, and her beautiful eyes instantly filled with unbelievable "shock" (feigned, of course!) and exaggerated "pity"!

She looked up at me, then, with a clear, resonant tone, as if announcing some earth-shattering secret, even with a hint of schadenfreude, she loudly declared that cruel number:

"Oh my! Unbelievable! Our husband's 'dragon root'... when erect... actually... actually reaches a full..." She deliberately drew out her words, building suspense, then loudly announced, syllable by syllable:

"Three—inches—long!!!"

*Boom—!!!*

I felt as if my head had been struck by a heavy hammer! My vision swam! My ears buzzed!

Three inches! Three inches! She actually... actually so directly, so loudly proclaimed my most shameful secret! In front of the paramour! She read it aloud!

Boundless darkness and humiliation instantly consumed me! I almost fainted on the spot!

But at the same time! A more violent, more frantic pleasure! Also surged from my lower body straight to the top of my head like a volcanic eruption! I felt as if my little cock was about to explode! More fluid seeped from its tip! It even shamefully dripped onto the cold floor!

[Queen's Skirt]task! Second method! Comparison Humiliation! Completed! Progress 2/3!

"Three inches, huh..." Li Ying seemed to savor the number. She put down the ruler, extended three slender jade fingers, and wiggled them before my eyes, her face showing an expression both sympathetic and amused, "Husband... your size... I'm afraid it's not even enough to stick in this servant's teeth..."

"Pfft—" Zaha next to me finally couldn't hold it in! He let out an uncontrollable, coarse laugh like a fart! Although he quickly clapped his hands over his mouth in fear, that undisguised mockery had already pierced my fragile self-esteem like a sharp blade!

"Alright, alright, I'm done teasing you, my poor husband..." Li Ying seemed to have finally "played" enough. She stood up, a satisfied smile on her face, and picked up the ebony ruler again, walking towards Zaha.

This time, her expression was noticeably more serious, even with a hint of... undisguised curiosity and anticipation?

She squatted down again, just as she had when measuring me, and aimed the ruler at the base of Zaha's monstrous giant dick... only this time, she had to look up to see the enormous glans!

She cautiously, even with a hint of reverence, measured upwards along that thick black flesh pillar... when the tip of the ruler finally touched that huge glans... her hand visibly trembled!

She held her breath, carefully discerning the markings on the ruler... then... her pupils suddenly dilated! Her face revealed genuine shock and disbelief!

"Heavens..." she unconsciously gasped, then abruptly turned her head to look at me, her gaze... filled with immense shock and for me... even deeper pity and... mockery?

She took a deep breath, then, with a trembling, astonished tone, as if discovering a new continent, she loudly declared:

"This... this slave's cock... actually... actually measures... almost... one foot!!!" (approx. 28 cm)

One foot!!!

This number struck me like a bolt from the blue! Again, it shook my soul to its core!

Three inches... compared to... almost one foot!

This cruel reality! This despair-inducing disparity!

I could no longer hold back! All the shame, excitement, jealousy, despair... reached their climax at this moment! I felt as if my semen gate had completely given way! A faint but scalding hot stream... seemed... about to burst out!

No! Cannot cum! The Queen's command!

I bit down hard! Clamped my legs together with all my might! Using every ounce of strength in my body! Fighting against the imminent catastrophe! My body trembled like a leaf in the wind from the violent struggle! Veins bulged on my face! My expression was twisted to the extreme!

Li Ying watched my painful struggle with interest, her eyes gleaming with cruel, satisfied light. She seemed to relish this absolute power of toying with me, controlling my every action (including ejaculation)!