She tried to move her small feet slightly. The semen made her soles even more slippery through the stockings. A barely perceptible blush flashed across her face. Her toes curled uneasily inside the stockings, seemingly wanting to escape this humiliation, yet finding nowhere to run.
"Come on, Aunt Xia, take a few steps!"
Wang Xiong shouted, whistling excitedly.
Mom took a slight breath, glanced at Wang Xiong with a cold look, then looked away, focusing her gaze on the exit of the underground parking lot.
She lifted her small foot slightly, trying to take her first step.
*Click—*
Accompanied by the slippery semen on the soles of her stockings, the 10cm patent leather stilettos caused Mom to stumble on her first step.
She instinctively grabbed the wall for support. The friction between the stockings and the semen inside her shoes produced a soft, wet sound, seemingly especially clear in the empty parking lot, making her cheeks burn.
"Hey, Aunt Xia, what's wrong? You can't even walk straight?" Wang Xiong grinned wickedly as he approached. "Is your shoe too slippery?"
Cobra and Fatty chimed in, "Yeah, sister-in-law, do you need Xiong-ge to help you?"
Mom gave them a cold glance, said nothing, steadied herself, and took another step.
*Splash—*
This time, her high heels slipped on the ground, almost causing her to fall.
Her stocking-clad legs trembled slightly involuntarily, the thick semen inside her shoes making an embarrassing sound with her movements.
"Haha, Aunt Xia, it's really heartbreaking to see you like this," Wang Xiong's smile grew increasingly lewd. "Why don't you take off your shoes? It's easier to walk with your stockinged feet on."
Xia Ling ignored Wang Xiong's teasing and remained silent.
She took a deep breath and slowly adjusted her balance. Her stockinged feet trod on the 10cm patent leather stilettos smeared with semen, each step extremely cautious, as if getting used to the indescribable slippery feel inside the shoes.
Gradually, Xia Ling found her balance, and her steps became more composed.
"Tap—tap—tap—"
The delicate heels tapped on the ground, producing a thrilling sound in the empty underground parking lot.
"Huh?" Watching Xia Ling gradually regain her elegant demeanor, Wang Xiong's smile faded. "This slut's got a good act."
Cobra chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, we've already touched her, and she's still acting all high and mighty."
However, Xia Ling seemed completely oblivious to their words, maintaining her haughty posture.
Her steps grew increasingly steady, the crisp sound of her high heels on the ground seeming to silently proclaim something.
Her beautiful legs, stained with grime, were hidden beneath off-white trousers, the hem revealing a glimpse of the smooth, supple fabric, which ironically enhanced her allure.
"Damn, this slut really thinks she's a CEO..."
Wang Xiong spat, but his eyes remained fixed on Xia Ling's retreating figure.
The fat man, his mouth slightly agape, muttered, "I actually think my sister-in-law is even more charming after all this..."
"Yeah..." Cobra nodded in agreement, "Compared to her, we're like rats in the sewers..."
The three men admired Xia Ling's tall, slender figure as she walked away, until she was almost at the exit. They remained rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.
Xia Ling's, too, never turned back, not even glancing at them. She simply strode gracefully towards the parking lot exit, each step unhurried.
Her suit was covered in dust, her stockings stained, and her silk underwear, which hugged her shapely buttocks, was tattered by Wang Xiong's fingernails. Yet, her innate elegance remained undiminished. Her 10cm stilettos tapped crisply on the ground, like a proud melody.
The three men stood rooted to the spot, their eyes fixed on her receding figure. Her steps grew increasingly composed, her slender waist swaying slightly, outlining the perfect curves beneath her trousers. Even after such humiliation, she maintained the elegant demeanor befitting a CEO.
"This...this is fucking awesome!" The fat man swallowed hard.
"Damn, are they all stunned? Chase after them!"
Wang Xiong frowned, then suddenly seemed to realize something and quickly chased after them towards the exit.
"Hey, Xiong-ge, wait for us!"
Cobra and the fat man also snapped out of their daze and followed closely behind. The three of them, as if bewitched, chased the echoing sound of high heels and rushed towards the ground.
When they reached the ground, panting, the scene before them made them freeze instantly:
A long, black Mercedes S600 was already waiting there, its body subtly gleaming under the streetlights. A female driver in a sharp black suit and white gloves was respectfully opening the car door for Xia Ling's, her demeanor as if welcoming a true aristocrat.
Xia Ling gracefully bent down, her slender body gliding into the car like an elegant swan. As dusk settled, the warm glow of the streetlights illuminated her, outlining her perfect figure. Her stockings, shimmering in the play of light and shadow, still exuded an indescribable allure, even stained with semen. Her 10cm heels reflected a dazzling light the moment they touched the car seat.
"This…this is…" the fat man stammered, unable to speak.
Cobra swallowed hard. "Damn, this…"
The sound of the car door closing softly was like a slap in the face to the three men. The soundproof glass completely shut out the outside world; they could only see Xia Ling's blurry profile, still maintaining that haughty demeanor.
The black Mercedes slowly started, the engine emitting a deep roar. Its taillights faded into the night, the two red lights like a pair of mocking eyes, silently laughing at their humiliation and incompetence.
The three men stood frozen in place, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
"Brother Xiong," Cobra couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have something on her? Why didn't you just go for it… We could have just done it in the underground parking lot… you know what I mean."
"Yeah," Fatty chimed in, "That was such a good opportunity…"
Wang Xiong pulled a cigarette from his pocket. Cobra and Fatty, as if in a competition, both pulled out their lighters and offered it to him. Wang Xiong, with the cigarette dangling from his lips, took a deep drag of the offered light.
"My dad said Xia Ling is no simple woman. Did you see how she acted just now? The more you push a woman like that, the stronger she resists."
He exhaled a smoke ring and continued, "Even a rabbit will bite when cornered. We need to take it slow. What if we go all out from the start and she fights us to the death? Even if we bring her down, it won't do me any good…"