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🕑 Added 2025-09-20 22:56:47 +0000 UTCChapter 3 Part 3: Suffering and Intrigue
Duanmu Rong, watching every lewd act, was already lustful her constitution resisted poison, so she could still handle herself when necessary.
Sheng Qi saw her obvious need his cock still hard from Chi Lian so Duanmu Rong reached over, climaxing as she took him in her mouth, uncaring that he'd just fucked Chi Lian.
She'd been forced so often that she sated his cock with practiced skill.
He watched her swallow him whole, and she gleefully mounted, riding his cock.
Supporting herself, she shook and moaned. "So good, so big, reaching all the way inside."
She bent down for him to suck her breasts. "Good boy, eat Mama's tits, let Mama feed you."
Pressing her breasts to his mouth, she squeezed herself, seeming to really lactate.
He gladly nipped her nipples, sucking and licking.
"So good, so much pleasure, you'll burst my tits." She wailed as he devoured her.
His rough hands fondled her, making her tremble, flooded by masculine scent.
He grasped her ass to set the pace, and she adjusted her posture for his thrusts.
Her low stamina meant she yielded soon; he still fucked her, but she could hardly move, collapsed atop him.
"Strong man, keep moving, great cock, so much power."
Looking over at Chi Lian, Sheng Qi stacked them, their wet holes aligned, and fucked them both in turn.
Duanmu Rong lay on Chi Lian, her ass raised for Sheng Qi, meanwhile biting Chi Lian's breast, almost jealous of their size.
Each hole had its own charm; Chi Lian's hole seemed alive, resisting entry at first then clamping tight at the core.
Duanmu Rong's was less tight but equally wonderful, like bathing in warm water.
He slapped her ass, which she welcomed, shaking her hips with every blow her lost inhibitions on full display.
Her body, craving a man's touch, and her cunt needing to be filled, now fully expressed its animal hunger.
Chi Lian's tits were bitten, waking her up to see the lust-crazed Duanmu Rong assisting in their own debasement she felt a mix of emotions.
Still, both their pussies were just tools for his pleasure.
She knew the white snakes' venom best without a good fucking, Duanmu Rong could not snap out of it.
"Good sister, you're awake, your tits are so big, cock so big and hard, feels good."
"Does sister feel good, is cock inside you too?"
"Why don't you moan don't you like it?"
Duanmu Rong, oldest by age, was not acknowledged now.
"So deep, so long, my cunt is being ripped wide."
"So good…"
After Duanmu Rong climaxed eight times and Chi Lian three, both were soaked in their own juices.
When Sheng Qi left, he took Duanmu Rong with him.
After days of grueling travel, the Mohist group finally reached Sanghai and contacted their local agents, settling in an inn.
Proprietor Ding was the Mohist leader in Sanghai, famed as a chef and well-networked.
Upon arrival, Shaoyu was amazed never thought their agents would be so high-profile.
Everyone greeted, sat, and listened as Ding explained the local situation, while a young servant came to pour tea.
Shaoyu noticed her lithe steps, handsome face, long breath clearly trained.
He caught a fragrance as she passed. "A girl, and damn pretty," he thought, possibly another Mohist.
When she neared, everyone grew silent and eyed Ding curiously.
"It's fine," he said. "Shilan, go rest; you're not needed here."
After pouring tea, only Tianming thanked her, making her look curiously at him.
"She's a refugee from the south, poor thing. Family lost, so I put her to work here. She hardly ever speaks like a mute."
With Ding's assurance, the group focused on the situation.
"Sanghai is tense Prince Fusu's procession arrives in half a month, likely targeting Confucianism. Noble circles are nervous, but Confucians are calm. In three days, the empire's mirage boat will arrive, then a fleet will set off in search of immortals. All major clans have sent figures; I doubt Confucians can escape trouble."
Xiao Gao shook his head: "With such commotion, Confucians are less likely to be targeted. Fusu is known for benevolence and admires Confucians."
All agreed.
"Two urgent matters first, we must find Duanmu Rong, taken by Quicksand; second, we must test the Confucian stance though Zifang leans anti-Qin, the leader is still Master Fu Nian."
"Speaking of Zifang, he left me a sealed note, asking me to open it today turns out you all arrived, my cover's blown."
Master Ban stroked his beard. "A genius despite all our cover tactics, he still found us."
"Let's see the note; Zifang is said to be brilliant. Maybe some clever plan inside."
They read it it said, "Tianming and Shaoyu join Little Sage Manor." Everyone marveled at his insight.
"Finding Quicksand is my job I'll start investigating tonight. Sanghai's big but I can search it in a week," Daozhi boasted.
"Let's split up Daozhi stays at the inn, others sleep outside the city, brothers spread out to gather news."
"Daozhi be high-profile; if Quicksand has business here, they'll seek us."
"I'm delivering food to Little Sage Manor, so I'll take Tianming and Shaoyu."
Everyone went their ways, Daozhi and Butcher took Tianming and Shaoyu to their room.
As they passed the stairs, Daozhi and Shaoyu, strongest in martial arts, detected someone behind. Shaoyu flashed out, saw nothing.
"She's gone; how fast," Daozhi muttered. "Ding, she's not your secret lover, is she?"
"I'm just as surprised never knew she had such skills. She's hiding things; gotta watch out."
That night, Daozhi began his rounds. He'd studied the city map; not a spot overlooked.
At 3am, deep silence. Daozhi moved like a ghost, swift and soundless.
He suddenly stopped, froze completely no wind, no sound.
He watched a young woman in tight nightclothes stand on a roof, make up her mind, then flash into a farmer's house.
Daozhi followed, saw her disable a strong bachelor with a touch, then take out his cock and play with it.
"A grass thief," he thought. Daozhi, once a great thief and playboy, saw many noble ladies but never a woman like this.
After Mechanism City, he fell for Duanmu Rong and broke old habits.
But the Grand Commander's charms had reignited his lust.
He watched the woman use the man's cock to get herself wet, then peel down to show her snowy white ass Daozhi's cock stiffened.
Just as she was about to penetrate herself, Daozhi shot a needle into her waist she collapsed.
He fondled her ass: "Wonderful never seen anything like it."
"We're all wanderers you're no amateur. Doing this in secret isn't good for your family name, but I won't expose you. If you serve me, I'll give you pleasure; better than a rough farmer."
She realized he wouldn't take no for an answer; if she refused, he'd probably get violent. So she nodded.
Daozhi was thrilled, said, "If you're quiet, that's fine; if I offend, forgive me."
She decided to act lewd to avoid suspicion her own lust needed relief anyway.
Of course, it was Xue Nu. Where she'd once managed with masturbation, now tormented daily, her mind frayed.
Finally in Sanghai, with plenty of men, she planned to take lovers, but got caught by Daozhi first.
She grabbed his cock, stroked it with her silk-gloved, soft hands Daozhi shuddered with pleasure.
After a while, she spread her legs, revealed her hairless, pink sex.
To expose herself thus made her both shy and excited hoping he'd appreciate her, fearing he'd mock it.
