Chapter 142: Reduced to a Plaything?
Chapter 142: Reduced to a Plaything?
"Sister Lingshan, how do you feel?"
Lin Meng experienced that completely different sensation, his voice trembling slightly, but he didn’t forget to ask about Zhao Lingshan’s condition.
"It’s okay. You... you can continue."
Zhao Lingshan’s tender, white body was tense. She felt a swelling pain, but it was much better than before.
Lin Meng nodded and continued to push inward with force. The tightness was incredibly firm, feeling like an intense pressure, and the resulting pleasure was correspondingly fierce.
Zhao Lingshan bit her lower lip, feeling as if a red-hot iron rod had been thrust into her body. She couldn’t tell if it was comfortable or painful; perhaps it was the mingling of both that created such a complex sensation.
Only when Lin Meng was halfway in did Zhao Lingshan say in a trembling voice, "Wait... stop for a moment."
Lin Meng quickly halted his movements, allowing her to adapt to the feeling.
After resting for a moment, Zhao Lingshan let out a long breath. "Good brother, try moving back and forth a little first."
Lin Meng nodded and began to move. The strong visual impact made him unable to resist slowly moving his hand down to tease her delicate folds below.
"Mhm, just... just like this. Don’t... don’t go fast..." Zhao Lingshan moaned. When Lin Meng’s fingers touched her below, her body trembled violently.
An intense wave of pleasure swept through her entire body, making her feel as if she were floating.
"It feels so good! Is this what it’s like to be a woman?" Zhao Lingshan was completely submerged in the feeling, forgetting everything else as she twisted her waist to Lin Meng’s rhythm.
Noticing this, Lin Meng slowly increased his pace. At the same time, he discovered that although he was taking Sister Lingshan’s chrysanthemum, her lower body was also reacting strongly. The small opening was continuously contracting while slowly expanding.
Lin Meng’s eyes lit up. It seemed that even through her chrysanthemum, Sister Lingshan could experience a woman’s pleasure.
"If we do this a few more times, her opening below will definitely open up completely!" The thought made him increasingly excited, and he abruptly increased his force.
After thrusting hundreds of times in one breath, Lin Meng finally reached his limit. With a muffled grunt, he released himself entirely inside Sister Lingshan’s body.
As the scalding liquid poured into her, Zhao Lingshan also reached her peak, crying out passionately.
After the passion subsided, the two maintained their position for a moment before collapsing onto the bed at the same time, holding each other tightly.
"Good brother, I’ve finally tasted what it truly means to be a woman. Thank you. I feel like the happiest woman in the world right now," Zhao Lingshan said emotionally, hugging Lin Meng tightly.
Lin Meng gently stroked her smooth back, his heart filled with tenderness. "Sister Lingshan, whenever you want it in the future, I can give it to you anytime!"
Zhao Lingshan froze for a moment, a deep sorrow flashing in her eyes. She gave a soft hum of agreement and stopped talking, but her arms wrapped around Lin Meng tightened, as if she wanted to hold onto this moment of happiness forever.
It wasn’t long before Zhao Lingshan fell into a deep sleep.
Lin Meng didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he held her fragrant body and silently circulated the Yin Yang Great Dao Skill. It wasn’t until three in the morning that he reluctantly got up to leave. If he didn’t go now, it would be hard to explain to his stepmother when she found him missing from home at dawn.
What Lin Meng didn’t know was that the moment he stepped out of the bedroom, Zhao Lingshan opened her eyes.
"Good brother, today might be the last time we ever see each other in this life. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you my true first time.
"I didn’t want it to be this way, but I really have no other choice. I hope you won’t blame me.
"However, you still count as my first man. No matter what happens in the future, I will never forget you."
Zhao Lingshan muttered softly. Without her realizing it, tears had already covered her entire face.
The next morning.
Because he had absorbed a massive amount of Yin Qi from Zhao Lingshan, Lin Meng’s cultivation level had improved significantly. Reaching the second level of the Refining Sun Realm was just around the corner.
After eating breakfast, Lin Meng went straight to Zhao Lingshan’s door, wanting to check on her. But as soon as he arrived outside, he was stunned. Zhao Lingshan’s door was tightly shut, and her car was gone.
"Where did Sister Lingshan go so early in the morning?"
Lin Meng had a bad premonition. He took out his phone and dialed her number. But just like a few days ago, he only heard the automated message indicating that no one was answering.
Growing anxious, he called again and again, but the result was the same.
"What exactly is going on? Sister Lingshan, hurry up and answer the phone!" Lin Meng gripped his phone, sweating from sheer panic.
Suddenly, he thought of what happened yesterday. Sister Lingshan obviously hadn’t fully recovered, yet she had been in a rush to give him her first time. When that didn’t work out, she even took the initiative to let him use her chrysanthemum. It was highly likely she acted so extremely because she knew she would never have the chance to be with him again!
He blamed himself for letting his lust go to his head yesterday, completely failing to consider any of this. Filled with self-reproach, Lin Meng wished he could slap himself twice.
Just then, his phone rang.
Lin Meng was initially overjoyed, but when he saw it was Guo Heng calling, his heart instantly sank again. Still, he pressed answer.
"Divine Doctor Lin, I’ve already investigated that Zhao Lingshan you asked me to look into the day before yesterday."
"Oh? Tell me quickly!" Lin Meng’s eyes lit up as he hurriedly urged.
"Divine Doctor Lin, according to my sources, Zhao Lingshan is a woman specifically cultivated by Dong Feihu, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang. She is meant to be given to big shots to serve them, similar to a socialite," Guo Heng slowly explained.
Lin Meng’s expression changed as he recalled how Zhao Lingshan had helped him deal with Li Dabiao. At the time, Li Dabiao had brought up the Black Tiger Gang as a threat, but with just a single phone call, Zhao Lingshan had scared the wits out of him. So this was the true nature of her relationship with the Black Tiger Gang!
"President Guo, continue. It’s best if you tell me everything you know."
Guo Heng gave a sound of affirmation and continued, "Actually, besides Zhao Lingshan, Dong Feihu has cultivated many other women, all of whom are young, beautiful, and possess incredible figures.
"He finds these women through various channels. Once they are with him, not only does he refrain from touching them, but he also forbids them from seeking out men on their own. They must remain pure virgins.
"Not only that, Dong Feihu specifically hires people to teach them dancing, yoga, and the etiquette and experience needed to interact with high-society figures.
"Once their training is complete, he treats these women as commodities, gifting them to big shots to curry favor and expand his network.
"As for the women who are sent away, they are essentially treated as playthings, completely at the mercy of their ’masters.’ From what I understand, most of them are reduced to nothing more than machines to vent the lust of these big shots.
"For the past couple of years, there’s been a rumor circulating in our circles. A woman who was sent away was not only tormented every day by a big shot using all sorts of perverted methods, but his son, father, and brother—the entire family—would also use her to vent their desires together. In the end, unable to bear the humiliation, she committed suicide by jumping off a building."