As they stepped into Yao Hong's modest room, the door clicking shut behind them, Tang Qiang turned to him with a composed expression, though her heart raced from the lingering glances she'd stolen during their walk. The space was tidy—bed made, cultivation mat neatly rolled, manuals stacked on a small table—hardly in need of attention. "What kind of help do you require, Yao Hong?" she asked, her voice steady but her green hair slightly tousled from the night breeze.
Yao Hong smiled broadly, his bearded face lighting up with mischief as he locked the door. "I need help with cleaning," he replied casually, his eyes roaming her busty figure.
Tang Qiang frowned, glancing around the room. "It's already clean enough. Madam Huiling's servants maintain high standards; there's no dust or clutter here."
Yao Hong laughed heartily, a deep rumble that echoed in the small space. In one swift motion, he shrugged off his black servant's robe, letting it pool at his feet. His massive, nine-inch cock hung heavily between his muscular thighs, semi-hard and veined, swaying slightly with his movement. "Not the room," he said, gesturing downward with a grin. "I need help cleaning this."
Tang Qiang's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her eyes widening as she stared at his enormous member. A rush of heat flooded her core, her underwear turning slick and wet in an instant, soaking through the fabric. *By the ancestors, it's huge—thicker than my wrist, longer than anything I've seen,* she thought, her breath catching. Nervously, she dropped to a squat in front of him, her busty breasts heaving with each rapid breath. Her hands trembled as she reached out, wrapping her fingers around the base—barely able to encircle it—and guided the thick head to her lips. Parting them, she took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling tentatively at first.
The blowjob began slowly, but soon Tang Qiang's inhibitions melted away. She bobbed her head, taking more of his girth with each pass, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked eagerly. *He's so big... stretching my mouth wide, filling it completely. And that smell—pure masculine energy, musky and potent, like raw qi from a forbidden beast. It's intoxicating; I can't stop myself. Chen's cock is nothing compared to this—small, forgettable. But Yao Hong... gods, I need to taste every inch, to worship this monster.* Saliva dripped from her lips as she deepthroated him as best she could, gagging slightly but pushing through, her free hand cupping his heavy balls while the other stroked the base. Her nipples hardened painfully against her robe, her pussy clenching with need as she moaned around his shaft, the vibrations adding to his pleasure.
Yao Hong groaned, threading his fingers through her green hair, guiding her rhythm. *She's going at it like a pro—wet, warm mouth devouring me. That busty body squatting there... perfect.* After several minutes of her fervent sucking, he tensed, his cock throbbing. With a guttural roar, he came, flooding her mouth with thick, hot ropes of cum. Tang Qiang swallowed greedily, her throat working to take it all, not spilling a drop. She pulled back slowly, licking and cleaning every inch of his penis with her tongue, from the glistening head to the veined shaft, ensuring it was spotless and shiny with her saliva.
Panting, Tang Qiang stood, her eyes glazed with lust as she wiped her mouth. "I... I need a child," she confessed breathlessly, her voice trembling. "I've been thinking about it, but I don't want my husband's seed. It's weak, unremarkable. Yours... yours would create something strong, vital. Please, give it to me." Without waiting for a response, she untied her robe, letting it slip to the floor. Her busty body came fully into Yao Hong's view—enormous breasts with dark, erect nipples, a soft belly curving into wide hips, thick thighs framing her dripping pussy, and a plump ass that jiggled slightly as she shifted.
Yao Hong's cock hardened fully again at the sight, his eyes devouring her curves. *Even bustier than Huiling—those tits could smother a man. And begging for my seed? This world's delivering.* He pulled her to the bed, laying her down on the soft sheets. They fucked for hours, the night blurring into a frenzy of passion. He started missionary, his massive frame pinning her as he thrust deep into her slick pussy, her legs wrapped around his waist, her breasts bouncing with each powerful slam. She cried out, her nails digging into his back. *His cock's splitting me—bigger than I imagined, pounding my womb. Chen could never satisfy like this; I'd rather bear Yao Hong's child.*
They switched positions relentlessly: doggy style, her ass high as he gripped her hips and rammed into her from behind, anal following when she begged for it, her tight ring stretching around his girth until she squirted across the bed. Cowgirl had her riding him, her massive tits slapping against his face as she ground down, milking his releases. He came inside her multiple times—first in her pussy, flooding her fertile depths; then in her ass during a rough anal session; back to her pussy for more, each load thick and abundant. Oral breaks interspersed, her sucking him clean before he flipped her for more. *Endless stamina,* Yao Hong thought amid the haze. *Fucking her boosts me further—feel that qi surge.*
By morning, as dawn light filtered through the window, Tang Qiang lay sprawled on the bed, completely exhausted—her body slick with sweat, cum leaking from her well-fucked holes, her green hair matted, breasts heaving with labored breaths. She smiled weakly, utterly spent. *That was... transcendent. His seed inside me—please let it take root.*
Yao Hong, however, stood beside the bed with a satisfied smile, his vitality undimmed, cock still semi-hard. He gazed at her busty figure, appreciating the curves that had driven him wild all night. *She took it like a champ, but I'm ready for more. Dual cultivation's turning me into a machine—probably at the peak of Body Refining now.*
As the morning light bathed the room, Yao Hong stood over Tang Qiang's exhausted form, his smile broadening as he admired her spent, curvaceous body. He leaned down, his voice low and commanding. "From now on, Tang Qiang, you come to me whenever you want to bear my child. No more with your husband—stop everything with him. I'm your master now, understand?"
Tang Qiang, still catching her breath, looked up at him with hazy eyes, her heart pounding at his dominant tone. *Chen's kind, but he's nothing compared to this beast. His seed, his power—it's what I want for my child. And calling him Master... it feels right.* She slid off the bed, kneeling before him with a graceful bow, her heavy breasts swaying. "Yes, Master," she said softly, her voice laced with submission and desire. "I belong to you."
Pleased, Yao Hong grinned. "Good girl. Here's a reward for your loyalty." He guided her head toward his semi-hard cock, already stirring again despite the night's marathon. Tang Qiang, eager to please, took him into her mouth with a murmured, "Thank you, Master." Her lips wrapped around his thick shaft, sucking with practiced fervor from their earlier session, her tongue swirling around the head. *So big, so potent—his masculine scent drives me wild. I'll serve him faithfully,* she thought, bobbing her head, her green hair bouncing as she deepthroated him. After a few minutes, Yao Hong groaned, releasing another thick load into her mouth. Tang Qiang swallowed every drop, licking him clean with devotion before standing, her cheeks flushed. "Thank you, Master," she repeated, bowing again before slipping on her robe and leaving, her steps unsteady but her mind set.
Moments after she departed, a knock sounded at the door. Yao Hong opened it to find Dai Xiu, her youthful figure clad in a tight red training robe, her ponytail swaying and her eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Today's interrogation will be somewhere else," she said, a playful edge to her voice. "Follow me."
Curious, Yao Hong trailed her out of the Dai Clan compound, through its gates, and into the lush back mountains beyond the clan territory. They climbed a winding path until they reached the summit of a secluded peak, surrounded by ancient trees, vibrant spirit flowers, and a breathtaking view of rolling valleys under the morning sun. Yao Hong inhaled deeply, grinning at the natural beauty. *This place is straight out of a Xianxia painting. Perfect spot for some fun.* He turned to Dai Xiu, his tone teasing. "I need your ropes today, little miss."
Dai Xiu raised an eyebrow but produced the enchanted silk rope from her spatial ring, its faint qi glow shimmering in the sunlight. "You want to use them? Fine, I'll teach you." She demonstrated the technique, guiding his hands to channel a trickle of qi to activate the bindings' strength. *He's learning fast—too fast. That brute strength combined with my ropes... what's he planning? My pussy's already wet just thinking about it.*
Once he mastered the technique, Yao Hong moved with purpose. He backed Dai Xiu against a sturdy tree, its branches thick and sprawling. With deft movements, he bound her wrists above her head, securing the rope to a high branch so her petite frame hung suspended, her feet dangling inches off the ground. He spread her legs wide, tying her ankles to lower branches, exposing her glistening pussy beneath the hem of her robe. Tearing the fabric away, he left her completely naked, her perky breasts and toned body vulnerable to the open air. *She looks like a prize, tied up and spread like this,* he thought, his cock hardening fully. *Time to fuck her senseless.*
Dai Xiu squirmed, her body trembling with a mix of excitement and exposure. *Hanging here, helpless, in the open air—it's thrilling but terrifying. His cock's going to ruin me again, and I want it so badly.* Yao Hong stepped forward, gripping her hips as he aligned his massive nine-inch cock with her dripping entrance. With a single thrust, he buried himself inside her, her tight walls stretching painfully around his girth. She cried out, her voice echoing across the peak as he began to fuck her relentlessly, her small body swinging slightly with each powerful slam. Her breasts bounced, her ponytail whipped, and her juices dripped to the grass below.
*Gods, it's too big—tearing my pussy apart!* Dai Xiu thought, pleasure and pain blending into ecstasy. *Hanging like this, I'm his to use. Sister never prepared me for this intensity; I'm losing my mind.* Yao Hong pounded into her, his hands gripping her thighs to stabilize her swinging form. *Fucking her in mid-air, tied to a tree—this is wild. Her pussy's so tight, milking me perfectly.*
After a frenzied session, Yao Hong roared, his cock pulsing as he came hard, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum that overflowed, dripping down her thighs and onto the ground. Dai Xiu shuddered through her own orgasm, her body shaking as waves of pleasure crashed over her, her juices mixing with his seed.
As they caught their breath, Yao Hong leaned close, his voice low and teasing. "If you want more of this, you'll stay here—tied up, naked, for a full day. I'll come back tomorrow and give you more, but only if you're still hanging."
Dai Xiu's eyes widened in protest, her voice hoarse. "A whole day? Out here? That's insane—I can't!"
He smirked, stepping back. "Your choice. Stay, and I'll fuck you again tomorrow. Leave, and you miss out." Without another word, he turned and walked back toward the clan, leaving her dangling from the tree, her naked body exposed to the elements, her pussy still leaking his cum.
*I could break these ropes with my cultivation,* Dai Xiu thought, her mind racing as she hung there, the breeze teasing her sensitive skin. *But his dick... that monster cock. If I stay, he'll give me more. Gods, I'm already craving it. I'll wait—for him.* Despite the humiliation and risk, her desire for Yao Hong's overwhelming presence held her in place, her body trembling with anticipation for what tomorrow might bring.