Help! Yuqing! Save Me!
Day four, nine in the morning.
Lin Xiaoyang was bound spread-eagled in a perfect star shape, utterly immobile. His hands and feet were secured to the four corners of the bed with four different pairs of stockings:
Left hand: Lin Hongyi's black suspender stockings from last night (the smelliest pair);
Right hand: the gray stockings Su Yuqing had secretly slipped him (scented with her perfume);
Left foot: Lin Hongyi's flesh-colored short socks;
Right foot: Lin Hongyi's glossy pantyhose.
His cock was trussed up even more elaborately: the base cinched tight with a thick flesh-colored stocking, veins bulging; the midsection wrapped in an ultra-thin black stocking tied in a dead knot; the glans encased in the tip of a white stocking, only the slit exposed; his balls individually cupped in a gray stocking and left dangling, swaying gently in midair.
A metal O-ring gag forced his mouth into a wide O, saliva drooling down his chin.
Lin Hongyi was dressed in a full set of black lace lingerie, her flesh-colored suspender stockings digging into her thighs and creating a delicious roll of flesh. She held a steaming bowl of pungent tiger penis soup.
"Baby, your supplement's here~ I paid a fortune to get someone to source this for me~"
She scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to his lips. "Open wide and drink it all—no spilling a drop."
Lin Xiaoyang shook his head, drool spilling from the ring. "Mmmph... no... too gamey..."
Lin Hongyi lifted her foot without hesitation, pressing her flesh-colored toes against his swollen, stocking-bound balls and grinding lightly. "Not drinking? Then Godmother's gonna pop 'em~"
Terrified, Lin Xiaoyang gaped wide. He gulped it down with loud glug-glugs. The tiger penis soup was intensely gamey and scalding hot, laced with a thick animal musk that burned down his throat into his stomach, instantly setting his whole body aflame. His cock throbbed painfully against its stocking restraints.
After the last swallow, Lin Hongyi set the bowl aside with satisfaction, straddled his face in a 69, and pressed her pussy right against his forced-open mouth. "Godmother's turn to cum~"
She fetched an ice cube and traced slow circles around his urethral slit, making him shiver violently. Then she engulfed his entire cock in her scorching mouth, her tongue swirling wildly—ice and fire in brutal alternation. Lin Xiaoyang wailed through the ring in agonized ecstasy: "Aaaah—Godmother—I'm dying—cold—hot—can't cum—"
Lin Hongyi mumbled around his shaft in lewd abandon: "Cum for me~ Feed Godmother your hot load~ Godmother wants to drink it all~"
Her throat clenched in a deep-throat, while she slid the ice cube up and down the shaft with one hand and fingered his prostate with the other.
The triple assault drove Lin Xiaoyang insane. Semen surged wildly inside the stockings and chastity lock, but it was blocked dead—only a dribble of white oozed from the slit. Pain made his eyes roll back as his cries exploded from the ring: "Godmother—fuck, you're killing me—can't cum—gonna burst—ahh—"
Lin Hongyi pulled off, licking up the drop of cum with a wicked, sadistic grin. "No cumming~ Not a single drop today~ Godmother wants you hard until you cry~"
She kept up the ice-fire torment, swapping cubes as they melted, her mouth furnace-hot, tongue coiling around the head, fingers pistoning his ass. Lin Xiaoyang lost control and pissed himself, urine mixing with prostate fluid and squirting from the slit. She caught it all in her mouth, swallowing with glug-glugs and smacking her lips. "So tasty~ Little Yang's prostate juice plus piss—pure nourishment~"
Lin Xiaoyang broke completely, sobbing, "Godmother, I was wrong... mercy..." But she just shot back: "Call me wife~ The louder, the rougher I play~"
The entire morning dragged on in ice-fire edging and forced blowjobs. He "came" a dozen times without a real release—just pathetic dribbles licked clean by Lin Hongyi.
By noon, he was delirious, mumbling through sobs: "Wife... mercy..."
Lin Hongyi finally relented, kissing his forehead. "Good boy~ That's enough for now~ Afternoon session next~"
Noon, Lin Xiaoyang's home.
Su Yuqing crept in with her schoolbag, using the spare key she'd secretly copied. She wore a white cropped blouse and pleated skirt, gray-stockinged legs in little white sneakers. Her bag bulged with condoms, lube, two chastity locks, and a box of egg vibrators—ready to "sneak a taste" while Lin Hongyi was out.
But the bedroom door revealed a nightmare. Lin Xiaoyang lay prisoner-spread, limbs bound with six different stockings, cock wrapped in a rainbow of layers, O-ring in his mouth, glans strangled by a white stocking tip, face streaked with tears and drool, eyes rabbit-red. Lin Hongyi rode him, her flesh-colored foot grinding his cock mercilessly while feeding him tiger penis soup.
Lin Hongyi chuckled: "Little Yang, one more sip—you'll be rock-hard again~"
Su Yuqing slammed her bag down with a bang, tears flying, voice cracking: "Are you even human?! He was just in the hospital and you're still tormenting him?! Do you wanna kill him?!"
The sudden killing intent stunned Lin Hongyi; her foot slipped, nearly tumbling her off the bed.
Su Yuqing charged in, untying the stockings in seconds and cradling him, tears pattering down: "Xiaoyang... sorry... I came too late... does it hurt..."
Freed, Lin Xiaoyang collapsed like a dead fish in her arms, voice faint as a ghost: "Yuqing... you're finally here... I thought I was done for..."
Lin Hongyi stood by, face cycling green to white, then snatched her heels with a "hmph" and stormed out, door slamming.
Alone now, Su Yuqing laid him gently on the bed, wiping him down with a damp towel. At the red welts on his cock from the stockings, fresh tears fell: "Swollen like this... how could she..."
She peeled an apple, fed him banana, poured warm water—all while pulling out textbooks, voice meltingly soft: "Doctor said rest. I'll tutor you today—you just lie there, no moving..."
Lin Xiaoyang watched her fuss, eyes reddening, weakly clutching her hand: "Yuqing... you're the only one who treats me right... waaah... I thought my life was over..."
Su Yuqing's heart twinged, nearly crying too—but her peripheral caught the peeking condoms and chastity locks in her bag. Instant guilt; she chanted inwardly: Don't let him see! Don't let him know I came to sneak some! I'm the good wife! Big wife! Or little wife—fine! Anyway, I'm a good girl!
She kicked the bag under the bed, kept wiping his hands tenderly, voice like cotton candy: "Rest up—health first... From now on... I'll protect you..."
Lin Xiaoyang nodded, moved to tears, gripping her hand as he drifted off.
Su Yuqing gazed at his sleeping face, hugged the bag close, blushing like a boiled shrimp, chanting inwardly a hundred times: I'm really a good wife... really...
Noon, neighborhood supermarket.
Lin Hongyi stormed toward Lin Xiaoyang's home, arms laden with premium imported fruit, bird's nest, and donkey-hide gelatin cakes, aura murderous. She'd felt a twinge of overdoing it earlier—but no way was she, his "godmother," losing to that brat!
Door opened—right into Su Yuqing, who'd just tidied the scene.
Eyes locked; air froze.
Lin Hongyi (fake smile): "Oh, little girl still here? Auntie's visiting the patient—mind stepping aside?"
Su Yuqing (sweet smile, blocking the door): "Auntie, didn't you just visit? Xiaoyang wants light food today—your tonics... might not suit, right?"
Lin Hongyi (slamming bag on table, voice rising): "I'm his godmother! Nourishing my godson is my right! But you—an outsider—what's your deal barging in?!"
Su Yuqing (eyes instant-red, voice softer): "Don't be mad, Auntie~ I'm Xiaoyang's girlfriend... taking care of him when he's sick—isn't that natural?"
Lin Hongyi sneered: "Girlfriend? Funny, I don't recall him mentioning you before..."
Just as sparks flew hotter, Lin Xiaoyang frozen in bed wondering if he should call the cops—keys jingled.
Lin Father and Lin Mother home from work.
Door opened to two stunners; Lin Mother beamed: "Oh my! Who's this? Su Yuqing, right?"
Su Yuqing bowed 90 degrees, honey-sweet: "Uncle, Auntie—I'm Xiaoyang's girlfriend Su Yuqing, here to check on him~"
Lin Mother's eyes sparkled, yanking Su Yuqing's hand: "Such a pretty girl! Bet you're top of the class too! I liked you at the hospital—come, Auntie'll get you water!"
Lin Hongyi's face turned ashen but forced a smile: "Sis, I'm Xiaoyang's godmother, here to see him..."
Lin Mother nodded, warmth halved: "Oh, Hongyi. Sit then."
Lunch—the table turned battlefield.
Lin Mother seated Su Yuqing beside her, piling food, quizzing grades, family, cooking—smitten, ready to betroth on the spot.
Lin Hongyi opposite, face greening, maintained poise, occasionally clipping meat for Lin Xiaoyang with cloying sweetness: "Little Yang, eat up—Auntie stewed deer antler soup for later~"
Su Yuqing chimed innocently: "Auntie, doc says no heavy tonics now—I made light yam porridge; I'll feed him~"
Lin Hongyi (fake smile): "Little miss knows best~ But some things need daily dosing to work—can't fix overnight~"
Su Yuqing (big-eyed blink): "Really? Auntie must be an expert on supplements~ Your glow's amazing—bet you drink tons~"
Lin Mother oblivious to barbs, just praised: "You girls are gems! Come over often!"
Lin Xiaoyang sandwiched, sweat beading: "Haha... yeah, yeah... all good... all good..."
After, Lin Mother dragged Su Yuqing to the living room for TV and chat. Lin Hongyi sidelined, face ink-black.
She sidled to Lin Xiaoyang's bed, hissing: "Little punk, wait for me tonight. Skip Godmother's soup and you're done."
Su Yuqing glanced back from the living room, mouthing silently "see you soon" with sparkling eyes.
Lin Xiaoyang eyed the women, head throbbing.
This life—let a guy live?!