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WS-12
🕑 Added 2025-09-13 20:10:04 +0000 UTCChapter 12
After that day when Zhao Yan and Lin Suqing went on their date, they never came back to stay in the dorm again. I could guess: since they were getting married, they’d obviously bought a place of their own and would move out soon.
I wasn’t sure if the school would let me live alone, but I wanted Su Wan to move in. Even though her place wasn’t far, she still had to run back and forth.
The school wasn’t in a hurry for me to return to teaching; they told me to take a few more days off and get my affairs in order.
By the third day after discharge, I no longer needed crutches. I went for a follow-up at the hospital, and the doctor advised me not to put too much weight on my right foot during sex yet, then casually asked me which nurse had felt the best.
Before I left, Nurse Yun Xin came running in a hurry and dragged me into the car for a quickie. I still remember her moans she was kneeling on the back seat, ass in the air, while I clenched her waist and pounded away, and Su Wan was behind me, hugging me and caressing my chest.
“Mr. Yu ah ah fuck me to death oh I skipped out of work for this ah ah when I get back I’ll probably be punished with a long shift as permanent bed nurse oh oh Mr. Yu this feels so good even if ah even if a hundred old men fuck me after it’d be worth it ah oh oh~”
She kept me going for nearly two hours; I finished inside her pussy, her asshole, her mouth, and on her tits. The security guards eventually carried her off, cum leaking out as she went.
Later Wu Min messaged me a photo: Yun Xin in a ward, surrounded by men, all three of her holes being filled, pussy and anus swollen. She must’ve known Wu Min was taking the shot, because she grinned at the camera and made a “V” sign.
Along with the picture, Wu Min asked when I was free and invited me to dinner at her place though who knew if it would be just “dinner.”
Now it was the fourth day after discharge, midday, and I was dressing neatly to go meet Keke’s father, Lin Luzhong.
Yesterday I had Su Wan return to work she was a designer at a design company, and before she’d always use “going to meet a client” as an excuse to avoid being raped. I was a bit surprised her boss had given her a month off, even if she burned through all her leave to get it given she was fresh out of school, that wasn’t much. Looked like I’d need to “return the favor” to her boss; I just hoped that wasn’t code for him expecting her to repay with her body.
The thought of another man fucking Su Wan made me uncomfortable.
When I opened the door to leave, there was a girl standing there. I froze, my mind turning quickly. Over the past four days I’d been trying to gather information about my past with whom I’d interacted, what I’d done, my hobbies and personality. I’d learned some things, but not enough.
I forced a smile and greeted her.
When she looked up, her pretty face startled me besides Su Wan, she was the most beautiful woman I’d seen so far. But I had no memory of her.
“Looking for me?” I ventured.
She nodded.
I checked my watch. “I’ve got an appointment are you in a hurry?”
She nodded again.
But I was meeting Lin Luzhong; if I missed it, his opinion of me would sink even lower.
“Talk while I walk,” I said.
She followed me all the way to the garage without saying a word, just looking troubled. When I got in the car, she still didn’t leave or speak.
“Here on Liu Cheng’s behalf?” I asked.
She flinched, then nodded. “I’m his girlfriend.”
I shrugged. “Lucky bastard.”
“He he’s not.”
“Here to beg on his behalf?”
She looked like she was about to cry.
“If you’re here to guilt-trip me with tears, you can leave now.” I started the ignition.
She grabbed the window frame. “Let’s… talk.”
“No time, I’m busy.”
She didn’t let go.
I sighed. “Don’t know if that’s lucky or not.” She didn’t get it.
“Get in,” I said.
She climbed into the passenger seat. All the way, she still didn’t speak. If she was in no hurry to plead her case, I was in no hurry to hear it.
At the restaurant, I told her, “Find somewhere to wait. I’ve got a meeting when I’m done, I’ll find you.”
She got out but still followed me toward the door.
“You planning to tail me all the way in?”
She said nothing, head down.
“One more step and I’ll refuse to give the letter at all, and I’ll push for a maximum sentence. Liu Cheng’s out on the street after a hit-and-run maybe I can even get that sentence lengthened.”
That stopped her.
I left her there and went in.
In a private room, a girl flung herself into my arms I patted her head. “Let’s go,” I said, but she handed me a dog leash instead and knelt to crawl.
Inside was a middle-aged man in gold-rimmed glasses and a tailored suit, hair slicked back obviously a big boss. Beside him sat a serene, beautiful woman in a tight black dress; her breasts were even bigger than Su Wan’s, her hair in a braid over one shoulder. A perfect sexy wife the sight of her had my cock straining.
She rose gracefully as we entered. The man only gave me a glance, eyes flaring with anger when he saw Keke crawling like a puppy.
After the waiter left, Keke knelt at my side. “Master this is my dad, Lin Luzhong, and my mom, Yan Yi”
Yan Yi smiled politely; Lin just grunted, then said, “Wife, take Keke out. I’ll talk to him alone.”
Keke clung to my leg. “No! I’m staying with Master!”
Yan Yi slid over, fetching and sensual, bent and cooed, “Be good, don’t make your father mad.”
I told Keke to go, handed the leash to her mother.
I sat opposite Lin the food was already served. When he stayed silent, I started eating.
“You’re not afraid I’ll poison you?” he said.
Without looking up, I replied, “I hear wives and kids of jailed men meet bad ends prostitution, gang rape…”
That broke his composure; he laughed angrily. “What makes you think I’ll end up inside?”
“What makes you think I can’t put myself inside?”
He fell silent, narrowing his eyes. I ate unhurriedly.
Finally he asked, “I want you to dissolve your relationship with Keke.”
“Why?”
“My daughter can’t be someone’s sex slave!”
I caught the stress someone else’s. I smirked. “You in love with her yourself?”
That threw him for only a moment. He sneered.
“I figure you’re mad for two possible reasons: one, you think it’s humiliating for Keke; two, you’re not against her being a sex slave you just want her as your slave. You want to keep raping her like you have been since you found out she wanted to be mine. How’s her pussy feel?”
He was livid, fists clenched.
“Thank me,” I said.
He stood.
“You’ve heard of the school’s doll system?” I continued.
That made him pause.
“Two weeks ago, Keke was a doll gangbanged by dozens of boys.”
He lunged to grab my collar.
“The teachers have fucked her too.”
He was about to punch.
“But now that’s over,” I said quickly.
He froze, fist inches from my nose.
“I can stop anyone else from touching her. You’ve always wanted her exclusive, but couldn’t make her your slave. So you forbade her from sleeping with other men but you knew she’d break under the temptation. And she likes older men…”
“Or,” I added, “I could have her be a doll every day, get fucked by every guy in school.”
“No!”
I smiled. “State your terms.”
After a pause he said, “You stay her master, but you stop fucking her only I do.”
“Why didn’t you try this before?”
He gave me a look; I understood he couldn’t force her to be anyone else’s slave.
“I’ll let you keep fucking her,” I said. “But ”
“Name your price. Or I give you my wife.”
He’d noticed my interest in her.
“She’s exquisite,” I admitted. “But it’s really Keke’s decision.” I thought for a moment. “How about this this weekend she’s yours. If she agrees, I’ll be her master in name only, let her keep screwing you. If she’d rather stay my bitch, I won’t stop her seeing you.”
He agreed without hesitation.
“As part of the deal, your wife’s mine for that weekend too.”
“Done,” he said immediately. That shocked me he really did love his daughter.
We called them back in. Keke leapt into my arms as Lin excused himself to the toilet, scowling.
Yan Yi sat beside me. “How’d it go?”
“Smoothly,” I said, fondling Keke’s tits.
She pressed her breasts to my arm. “I’m Yan Yi Keke’s mother.”
I hefted one. “Now I see where Keke gets them.”
“Master mine will be just as big” Keke chimed. “And I’ll milk for you~”
Yan Yi guided my hand over her own chest. “You’ve trained her well in just days~”
“It’s in the genes.”
“Oh? Are you saying I’m a bitch too?”
I pulled my hand away; she pouted and pressed herself back against me. Playing with both their giant racks soon had me hard. She stroked me through my pants, whispering, “I saw Keke’s certificate your cock will fit me perfectly~” then licking my ear.
I was ready to take her right there. Just then, Lin returned and barked, “Enough we’ve got a meeting. Let’s go.”
They left. I hadn’t eaten much when I left the room.
In the garage, Liu Cheng’s girlfriend popped out of nowhere.
“You’re going to scare me to death,” I said.
She claimed she’d been hiding to avoid being raped.
That drew a sneer from me. She followed me to the car. I warned I’d rape her if she got in she hesitated, then climbed aboard, taking off her panties.
I buckled her in. “Ticket if you’re caught without it.”
On the drive she stayed quiet, maybe waiting for me to make a move.
A flash of Keke outside waving from a luxury car, with Yan Yi in the back, naked and riding Lin Luzhong.
The girl said Liu Cheng’s family only had a small food factory.
After a while she offered to blow me. I refused.
I slipped my hand under her skirt her pussy showed no signs of recent use. She blushed and asked if I’d check her ass. I teased her.
Then asked why she, not Liu Cheng, was approaching me. She claimed she just didn’t want him jailed.
I told her about his attempted rape of my sex slave she was stunned.
“Go,” I told her. “His mistakes aren’t yours to atone for.”
But she just sat there crying until her phone rang. It was Liu Cheng, barking for her to come suck him off.
I grabbed the phone. “You like rape? Go rape.” He roared back he’d be fucking my slave when he could move again.
She hung up.
We drove on until I stopped suddenly she was kneeling in the street, starting to blow a stranger. I yanked her away, carried her to the car, and sped off.
Catching my breath, I looked down to find her hand in my crotch, stroking.
I pulled over, and she slid forward to take me in her mouth.
“You… ohhh ”
Her mouth was tight and fast. I stroked her head as she worked.
Then she asked, “Can you fuck me until I forget all this?”
“My pleasure,” I said, shoving deep into her throat. She didn’t resist.
A knock on the window startled me a traffic cop.
“You can’t park here. If you want to have sex, find a safe place no sex or head while driving.”
I nodded.
“Wait,” he said, eyeing her, then reaching in to pinch her tongue. “You can blow me instead of a 50 yuan ticket.”
She leaned out, took him in her mouth. His cock swelled quickly; unsatisfied, he held her head and pumped. Drool spilled down her chin.
She reached for my hand, guiding it under her skirt to finger her.
The cop’s radio crackled: an accident nearby. He pounded her mouth a few more times, then let go, tore up the ticket, and told me to leave.
I pulled her back inside; her mouth was red and swollen. She tried to go down on me again, but I wiped her mouth. “You okay?”
She looked at me and burst into loud sobs.
