Chapter 80 of 90
Waiting for the Signal
Behind the crowd, Li Yutang and Ximen Lang had come in their trousers too. They had not been able to stop it. Not with those beautiful asses shaking right in front of them.
They looked at each other and did not say anything.
They were thinking the same thing. It'd be better to be a barbarian lord. Better than the lord of a city. Better than the master of a sect. If a barbarian lord got to feel bodies like those.
After a while, a guard came running into the cave. He had urgent news. He told the lord he was needed at once in the village hall.
Luo Jin stood up. He looked down at his two slaves. Then he looked over at Yan Qiu, standing to the side with his whip.
"Take care of them for a while," he said.
He left with the guard. He left both women behind. He had decided he needed a break. He was losing his energy.
Yan Qiu stood there and stared at the two beautiful girls.
He was in shock. The lord had left his slaves in his care.
It was rare for a barbarian to leave his slaves with someone else. Not unheard of. Plenty of lords got bored with their slaves and gave them to their men. But the lord had said for a while. That meant he would take them back.
Yan Qiu was happy anyway. He would never get his hands on women this beautiful again.
As soon as the lord was out of the tunnel, he picked up their collar chains and led them into the little room at the back of the cavern.
He had been hard since he first saw them. Now he was in control of them.
Nalan Meng and Yun Xianchen were stunned. The lord had left them with this man. In the mine. But they had no choice. And it would be easier to look around without the lord watching. It was even useful.
When they went into the room, they saw the two women in bronze chains standing there. And two guards at the opening.
Yan Qiu was delighted. He was holding gold chains. For a little while, he felt like a lord himself.
He sat down in his big chair and looked down at the beautiful lord's-slaves in front of him.
"Well," he said. "From now on, you're in my care. So you'd better serve me right." And he pulled down his trousers.
Nalan Meng and Yun Xianchen understood what he wanted.
They opened their mouths and moved toward his cock.
It was not as big as the lord's. But it was still big enough to drive an ordinary girl crazy. When Nalan Meng touched the head with her tongue, it twitched and jumped up and bumped her nose. She tried again. She took the big cock into her warm mouth and began to suck.
Yun Xianchen looked for a place to suck. But half of his cock was already in Nalan Meng's mouth.
She had no choice. She moved lower, and began to suck his hairy balls.
Yan Qiu put one hand on each of their heads and enjoyed the new feeling.
Their asses were turned toward the opening of the room. Where the guards stood.
The room had been built so that he could watch the mine from his chair. Which meant the miners could see into it, too. There was no door. A few miners were sneaking looks inside while they worked.
He ignored them. He was enjoying these beautiful slaves. Not everyone got to play with the lord's slaves. He meant to make the most of it.
He grabbed their hair and pulled their heads up.
They both felt the pain, and looked up at him. Their faces were as beautiful as their bodies.
He let go of their hair. He got up and went behind them.
He looked at those two perfect round asses, and went wild. He slapped them both—one with each hand, at the same time, hard.
They both cried out in pain. Their asses went red.
He took hold of those soft asses and squeezed them. He was rock hard.
There were two pussies in front of him.
He was afraid of Nalan Meng. The lord had paid more attention to her. If he touched her pussy, the lord might notice. He might be angry.
So he moved behind Yun Xianchen instead.
He pushed aside the golden chain that ran between her legs. He spread her ass with both hands. He looked at her pink asshole, and her puffy pussy beneath it. He put the head of his cock against her pussy and began to rub it there. Up and down along her lips.
At the same time, he put his left hand on Nalan Meng's ass and rubbed her pussy with his fingers.
Yun Xianchen was afraid.
She was still a virgin.
My first time, she thought. My first time is going to be this barbarian.
She was furious. And her pussy was wet. Her lips were squeezing at the head of his cock as it rubbed her—she could feel them doing it—and she hated it, and it would not stop.
Not him. Her mind was very clear. Clearer than it had ever been on the training ground. Not here. Not like this. Two years she had guarded it. Two years of cold, and the sect's whispers, and a betrothal to a man who did not want her, and she had held onto this one thing because it was hers, the only thing in her life no family and no elder and no sealed order had ever been able to dispose of.
She thought of a lamp turned low. A glass bottle glowing blue. A pair of warm hands on her back, and a voice saying be gentle back to her, laughing, as if she had said something foolish.
If it had to be anyone—
She cut the thought off before it could finish. She did not want to know how it ended.
Under the iron ring on her finger, her Qi lay banked and hidden and useless. She could have broken this man's neck with two fingers, once. She could not move. If she moved, fourteen people died. She knelt on the cold rock with her ass in the air and her teeth clenched, and her body—her treacherous, shameless body—went on clutching wetly at the head of his cock, as if it had already decided without her.
He pushed the head in.
He felt how tight she was. A virgin's tightness. He did not know it was a virgin's. She was the lord's slave; how could she be a virgin?
He shoved his cock into her pussy with all his strength.
Her hymen broke.
Her whole body crumpled from it. She cried out—loudly, so loudly that it rang off the rock.
The barbarian looked down. He saw red trickling out of her pussy, streaking his cock.
He was shocked. Blood. He had not known she was a virgin. Not with that lustful body.
It made him even more excited.
He began to move faster. In his excitement he pushed his thumb into Nalan Meng's asshole beside her. And he fucked Yun Xianchen hard and fast, his hips slamming against her ass.
Yun Xianchen was crying out so loudly that the guards and the miners outside the room had stopped pretending not to look. They were all staring in.
The barbarian filled her womb with his big cock. With every thrust, her belly bulged a little.
And beside her, Nalan Meng was going crazy. Her pussy was aching for a cock. Watching Yun Xianchen get fucked, hearing her scream—it was too much. His thumb was in her ass and his fingers were in her pussy and it was not enough.
He was close. He made one last thrust into Yun Xianchen's pussy and came inside her.
Deep inside. Into her womb.
She felt it. A lot of it. Hot cum, pouring into her body. And she came too, while his cock was still inside her. She could not stop it.
When he pulled out, cum poured out of her pussy. Mixed with blood, and with her own white wetness. It was messy. And it was obscene.
He had not been this excited in a long time.
He stood up and walked out of the room, and left them there.
Yun Xianchen lay naked on the floor of the little room, her ass in the air, her pussy dripping cum onto the stone.
Beside her, Nalan Meng knelt in her golden chains with her face hot and her pussy aching and empty, and could not look at her.
She wanted to say something. She did not know what. I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault. I watched, and I was wet, and I hate myself. None of it would come. The City Lord had always known what to say. The City Lord was somewhere far away, in a crimson robe, on a dais in Nalan City. The woman kneeling here in gold chains had nothing at all.
So she reached over, slowly, and laid her hand on Yun Xianchen's bare back. Between the shoulder blades. And left it there.
Yun Xianchen flinched. Then, after a long moment, she did not.
Outside the opening, the miners went back to their picks. Slowly. One at a time.
Far away, at the edge of the forest, Li Yuguo was sitting on a rock with his back against a pine tree. He had been sitting there since the day before.
And the system had not stopped talking to him.
It had started yesterday evening. A flood of gold, one window on top of another, so many that he had stopped reading them and only watched the number climb. And this morning it had started again. Worse.
[ Cuckold Points +300 ] — Nalan Meng: stripped before the barbarian hall [ Cuckold Points +2000 ] — Nalan Meng: Luo Jin (union) [ Cuckold Points +1000 ] — Nalan Meng: displayed in the mine [ Cuckold Points +1200 ] — Yun Xianchen: Yan Qiu (virginity)
Current Cuckold Points: 11300 Cuckold Bar: 51%
(Converted to life span.) Remaining Life Span: 194 days
He sat on his rock and looked at it for a long time.
Union. He knew what that word meant. He had read it on his own panel, a few nights ago, and spent it.
And Yun Xianchen. By name. With a word after it that he read twice, and then a third time.
He could figure out what was happening inside that village. He did not need anyone to tell him. Beside him, Guan Yunfan had stopped asking why he kept staring at nothing.
He closed the window.
Then he opened Alimama, and began to buy. Pills. Talismans. A dozen small, useful things for the night when the signal came. The balance ran down as he bought—eleven thousand, ten, nine—and the bar did not move. It never did when he spent.
Current Cuckold Points: 8300 Cuckold Bar: 51%
He bought until he was ready. And then he went on sitting on his rock, and waited for the signal.
In the mine, Li Yutang and Ximen Lang went back to work with their picks.
They were looking for weak points. The tunnels. The guards. The ways in and out.
But their minds were still full of what they had seen. Neither of them could think about anything else.
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