Xia Ling's breathing quickened noticeably. In the warm light of the desk lamp, I could see fine beads of sweat on her forehead and the slight rise and fall of her chest. Her usually composed and elegant face was filled with panic and shame. Her trembling fingers gripped the hem of her nightgown tightly, as if that were the last shred of dignity she could cling to.
"Wang Xiong..." Xia Ling's voice was almost forced out between clenched teeth, "Do you know this will ruin me? It will ruin the whole company?"
Seeing the despair and fear flash in Xia Ling's eyes, my heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand. That usually radiant and powerful woman was now like a wounded swan, struggling helplessly in the darkness.
Bathroom? Domination? Trembling legs in stockings at orgasm?
These explicit words were like sharp knives, piercing my heart. What had Xia Ling gone through without my knowledge? Could it be that the reason Wang Xiong didn't come to class today was because of him and Xia Ling...?
My mind was in chaos, a series of terrifying images flashing through my mind.
Xia Ling, always so elegant and poised, with her long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings, was now a plaything in Wang Xiong's hands?
The thought sent a suffocating pain through me.
Just as I was sinking into this inescapable fear, Xia Ling's voice suddenly broke my reverie.
"You...how dare you!" Her voice was filled with unprecedented anger, yet tinged with barely concealed panic. "Wang Xiong, are you crazy? Do you know the consequences of this?"
"Don't worry, Sister Xia," Wang Xiong said nonchalantly, "I've blurred everything out. Nobody will recognize you. But Sister Xia, why don't you take a closer look at the comments below? The forum's 'wolf friends' are all raving about you!"
Xia Ling's fingers hesitated on the mouse, her curled eyelashes trembling slightly. I could feel her inner struggle.
Finally, perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps unable to resist Wang Xiong's teasing, she gently scrolled down the page.
"See that, Sister Xia? Fifty thousand views, hundreds of replies... and it's only been a few hours!"
Mom ignored Wang Xiong, engrossed in scrolling through the comments, while Wang Xiong kept chattering away.
"Sister Xia, did you see the best comments below? Now you know how popular you are, right?"
"Shut up!" Mom snapped, but her eyes never left the computer screen. Her slender fingers lightly scrolled the mouse wheel, pausing to carefully read longer comments.
"Those legs are absolutely perfect! The way the stockings look soaked in water is simply irresistible!"
"The image of those high heels lying on the bathroom floor is so suggestive!"
"Even though her face is blurred, her elegant posture makes her an absolute goddess! This kind of mature, sophisticated woman being trained is the most alluring!"
As she read the comments, Mom's breathing became increasingly rapid. Her black-stockinged legs nervously crossed and rubbed against each other under the desk. Wang Xiong noticed her change and stopped talking, quietly waiting for her to finish reading the comments.
Mom continued scrolling through the comments, and soon, several particularly long ones caught her attention.
"Brothers, based on my years of experience, this mature woman is definitely a stocking fetishist. Look at her reaction when her ankles were touched, and the expression on her face as she grabbed and rubbed her stockinged buttocks—she's obviously been trained. And she's so much taller than me, yet I completely control her; the contrast is so exciting!"
"The person upstairs is right. I envy you, OP, being able to train this stocking-clad mature woman! That figure and temperament—it's probably not a script; she's likely a real female CEO! Look at her elegant gestures and long, beautiful legs; she's obviously someone who wears high heels all the time. And then look at how she squirted in the bathtub after being played with—tsk tsk, the contrast is just too tempting!"
"The most alluring thing is those stockinged legs! Completely naked, just wearing flesh-colored stockings in the bath—that's so erotic! Those stockings are definitely high-end; you can tell from the quality of the video! This kind of high-class lady, now being trained in the bathroom and filmed—just thinking about it gets me excited… I'm going to masturbate now!"
" "I love the way she tries to pull away but doesn't dare when her clitoris is touched. She's clearly a tall, beautiful woman, yet she's completely dominated by a short man like the poster. That height difference is actually more arousing!"
Seeing these comments, Mom's face grew increasingly red, and her breathing became more rapid.
The explicit comments kept triggering memories of Mom's day: being forced to admit she had feelings, being made to stand in the bathtub against the wall, and finally, the camera that had somehow ended up in the corner of the bathroom…
Mom held the mouse in one hand, the other under the table, unconsciously rubbing the hem of her silk nightgown, her black-stockinged legs rubbing against each other repeatedly, her body seemingly reacting slightly. Each comment under the post was like a small knife, peeling away her carefully maintained noble exterior, exposing her most hidden shame.
"This video is amazing, especially the climax at the end, it's absolutely incredible!"
"I love the feeling of her soaked stockings clinging to her legs, and the snagging from being pinched – that's the most captivating part!"
"I'm still so envious of the poster! I hope she posts more videos in the future. I'll be masturbating tonight using this video!"
Time ticked by, and the comments Mom saw were just the tip of the iceberg. The post was incredibly popular; before she even finished reading the first page of comments, several more pages of new comments appeared!
At this moment, Wang Xiong finally spoke, his voice tinged with smugness: "How about it, Sister Xia? Now you know how popular you are on the forum, right? Not only are their comments piling up, but my private messages are exploding! Someone even offered a hefty price for the uncensored video. What do you think, should I sell it?"
"Shut up!" Mom interrupted him, her voice trembling. "If you dare leak this, you're dead!"
Although Mom appeared angry, her eyes seemed drawn by some invisible force, unable to look away from the computer screen. The strangers' comments and fantasies about her body both shamed her and inexplicably gave her an indescribable pleasure.
"Sister Xia, still pretending to be aloof?" Wang Xiong continued, coaxingly. "You seem to be enjoying it too, don't you? Look at you now, your ears are all red, hehe..."