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🕑 Added 2025-09-20 21:45:04 +0000 UTCChapter 27
When I got back to the hotel, Fang Qianyi was still quietly reading her book.
Gu Ling, however, was lying on the bed, slowly sliding a dildo in and out of her pussy without any rush.
She saw me return and didn't try to hide it on the contrary, she pulled out the dildo, spread herself open toward me and said,
"Mr. Yu you’ve worked hard do you… do you want to use my pussy? I’ve been plugging myself with this all afternoon I’ve been dripping a lot it’s really easy to slide in right now~"
I took a deep breath. She was so beautiful, and even though her pussy had been fucked by countless men, it still looked gorgeous. After a day to rest, the swelling from her gang rape yesterday had gone down.
Honestly, if Qianyi weren’t standing off to the side glaring at me, I really would’ve wanted to drop my pants and fuck her right there.
Gu Ling seemed to realize this too. She grabbed Fang Qianyi, lifted her skirt, and said to me,
"Teacher, are you more interested in fucking Yiyi? Yiyi hurry, take off your clothes and get on all fours"
Fang Qianyi struggled, "No way!"
Gu Ling got angry, "Do as you’re told!"
Qianyi gritted her teeth, glaring at me while tremblingly pulling up her skirt. Gu Ling reached to pull down her daughter’s panties, saying as she did so,
"Yiyi’s pussy is so tender Mr. Yu, you’ll definitely love it"
I forced down the heat rising in my chest and stopped Gu Ling.
Fang Qianyi quickly pulled her panties back up.
Gu Ling frowned, wanting to speak, but I cut in first: "Fang Qianyi, let me see what you’ve been studying."
Gu Ling saw and didn’t press the matter.
I checked Qianyi’s progress the little girl really was a genius; she worked more efficiently than I’d expected. I still explained a few points to her.
Before long, I got a call from Fang Zheng. His low voice on the phone:
"Bring her back right now!"
"What? It’s still early "
"Get her back quick or I’ll " There was some noise beside him, he paused, then said,
"I’ll refund you the money, just hurry!"
I swore: "The hell, who tells someone to stop halfway "
A new voice cut in: "Hello sir, we are from the Tax Bureau. Please bring Madam Gu back to cooperate with our work."
Surprised, I asked, "What happened?"
"This does not concern you; please cooperate."
"Both of them "
Fang Zheng grabbed the phone again: "No ‘both’ or ‘three’, just bring Gu Ling back." And hung up.
I told Gu Ling to get ready.
Since I had a bottle of Qian Xin’s nectar, I considered splashing it on her clothes and rubbing it on her body.
Gu Ling refused, "No, Mr. Yu, you’ve already gone to enough trouble this bottle must be worth a few thousand!"
I waved it off, "It’s from a student of mine; I would just drink it anyway, not sell it. And it wouldn’t fetch much maybe a thousand at most."
"No, no, when I sell once I only get fifty to a hundred..."
"You can’t just go back looking like you haven’t been fucked at all."
Though she’d been using the dildo to log ‘activity’ for Fang Zheng’s tracker, physically her pussy didn’t look like it had just been pounded.
She bit her lip and looked at me.
I shook my head, "Now there’s no time to fuck you. Instead, wet your hair, and you’re going to have to endure a little discomfort let Yiyi rub your boobs and ass to make some marks."
She nodded and went into the bathroom.
"Fang Qianyi, you stay here, don’t go anywhere. I’ll come back for you."
She looked worried, "Mom "
I reached to pat her head, remembered being slapped a few times, pulled my hand back: "Don’t worry. Fang Zheng’s been reported for tax evasion your mom can’t work for the next few days. I’ll handle him."
She nodded.
"Go help her, do as I said, and hurry."
She went to the bathroom too.
A few minutes later, they came out. Gu Ling turned around to show me her reddened ass.
I nodded, "That’ll do. Get dressed, let’s go."
On the drive, Gu Ling suddenly grabbed my hand and pushed it under her skirt,
"Play with my pussy otherwise mm it won’t feel like I’ve been used maybe~ make it swollen again?"
So I fingered her as I drove, soon making her drip.
"It just recovered, don’t hurt it again."
She clutched my hand, "Mr. Yu I really don’t know ah how to thank you mm ahh feels so good~"
A whore through and through even this could get her off.
"Don’t thank me yet, we’re not done."
Seeing we were almost there, I pulled my fingers out. I went to wipe them, but she took them into her mouth instead.
I swallowed hard, snatched my hand back.
"Now you look freshly fucked."
She nodded.
I helped her upstairs.
At the Fang house, three government officers in suit jackets were talking to Fang Zheng. Seeing us, they immediately came over to steady Gu Ling, then led her away.
Before leaving, I saw Fang Zheng glare at her she trembled.
Another officer approached me, "Are you a client?"
"Uh, yes, what’s going on?"
"ID, please."
"You’re police?"
He glanced at me, "ID!"
I quickly handed over my card, "I haven’t done anything illegal."
"How many times have you been here, and spent how much?"
I answered honestly but only about Gu Ling, not mentioning Qianyi.
He handed my ID back, "Thank you for your cooperation."
Taking it, I looked at Fang Zheng, "Fang bro, I...?"
"Later," he said.
Ten minutes later they brought Gu Ling back to the sofa.
A small leader-looking man addressed Fang Zheng,
"Mr. Fang Zheng, confirmation shows that you engaged sex-slave Gu Ling in prostitution and committed tax evasion. Your penalties are: one, within three business days, pay the arrears to the Tax Bureau; two, due to the severity, pay a fine of 50% of the owed tax along with the tax itself; three, until payment is made in full, you may not use the sex slave for profit. We will hold your sex slave until you pay up, then you may collect her. If you disagree, you have seven working days to appeal in court."
Fang Zheng bowed and scraped, "No objections, no objections, I’ll pay tomorrow."
A staffer nodded, "Also, as a reminder: using a sex slave for prostitution means she is an employed person. Improve your work environment or we’ll have other departments checking next time."
"Okay, okay we’ll clean up immediately."
They left with Gu Ling.
I grabbed Fang Zheng, "What’s going on? I was halfway through "
He smashed a cup, "Dammit, I knew that bastard was trouble."
"What? You know one of them from the tax bureau?"
"Not the talker the one behind him. Came here a few times to fuck, and I caught him twice pretending he didn’t cum. Bastard’s getting revenge."
Inside, I laughed I’d been wondering how to avoid suspicion, and someone volunteered for the blame.
"What about my thirty grand?"
"You’ve still got one of them, don’t you?"
"I paid for both! The young one isn’t as fun; I love her asshole when I slide in, her sex tattoo stretches. Gotta say, great placement right on the ass, drives me wild."
He waved dismissively, "I’m not refunding."
"Not acceptable!"
"Calm down listen. You don’t have to pay again. Keep the younger one for two more days."
"Not good enough she lies there like a dead fish."
"Take it or leave it send her back and kiss your money goodbye."
Seeing him pick up a bottle, I yielded, "Fine… alright, two more days is good."
"Now get out."
I turned to leave, muttering loud enough for them to hear: "Motherfucker."
As soon as I was gone, Fang He asked, "Dad, why not bring that little slut back and double her clients to make up the loss?"
"You brainless fuck? Lie low for now!"
"But we...?"
"Good thing I’m smart been logging her prostitution at the lowest rate, and deregistering and re-registering her periodically. We’ll only owe two months of tax and fines. And thanks to that sucker, this week’s earnings will cover it."
"Dad, you’re the best."
Fang Zheng took a swig of liquor, "Tomorrow you go take care of something..."
Back at the hotel, I told Qianyi the news she sighed in relief. Though Gu Ling was gone, she was safe for the next two days no forced prostitution for either of them.
Of course, this was just a stopgap otherwise I’d have to think of other ways to keep them.
That evening I took her home she was finally less hostile toward me.
I gave the bottle of nectar from Qian Xin to Xu Chuan. Hearing I’d dissolved with Su Wan, he was disappointed.
He didn’t take the nectar, instead had me fuck Yu Yang again.
Afterward, Yu Yang said Yu Lu missed me and wanted to hang out.
I knew Yu Lu meant “be fucked,” so I agreed to meet her sometime to fuck her.
I only did Yu Yang once and left too many things at home.
On the way back, I opened the cup of nectar I’d tried to use several times.
In this world, tasting a girl’s nectar was normal, but drinking a whole cup instead of licking it from her pussy still felt odd.
Still, Qian Xin’s nectar smelled seductively sweet made me think of her soft pink slit.
Honestly, I didn’t hate the way she’d pin my head and rub her pussy on my mouth. So what if she molested me every day?
Thinking that, I took a sip then gulped it down. Even after finishing, I wanted more.
At that moment, I thought a girl’s nectar was the most delicious drink in the world at least until I first tasted virgin nectar later on.
