Even as she lay็ซ่ฝฏ็ซ่ฝฏ (collapsed/slumped) on the tea table, Aunt Shen’s devilishly็ซ่พฃ (fiery/sexy) figure was displayedๆทๆผๅฐฝ่ด (thoroughly/vividly). Herๅทๅณจ้ซ่ธ (towering and lofty) enormous breasts, herๆๅผฑๆ ้ชจ (soft and boneless) slender waist, herๆงๆไธฐ่ ด (sexy and voluptuousous) beautiful legs, combined with herๆฐด่ๆก่ฌ (peach-like)ๆตๅๆบ็ฟ (round and pert) fleshy buttocks, formed a็ปไธๅฐค็ฉ (peerless beauty) with abundant breasts and full hips. Her scorching hot figure alone could instantly surpass that of the vast majority of mature women; she was a trueๆๅ (supreme specimen) among mortals, aๅฐค็ฉ (seductress) meant for the bed.
Beneath Aunt Shen’s crotch, the enchantingๅณก่ฐท (canyon/cleft) wasๆฑจๆฑจ (gurgling) flowing withๆทซๆฐด (lewd fluids/her juices). Her็ฒๅซฉ็ (pink and tender)ๅฑ็ผ (asshole) wriggled and contracted,ๆบขๅบไบ (oozing out) thick, white็ฒพๆถฒ (semen), presenting a scene that looked utterlyๆทซ้ก่ณๆ (lewd and decadent to the extreme).
“You, carry this้ชๆฏ็ (slutty bitch) to the bathroom and clean her up. Remember, be gentle.”
After venting hisๆพๆฐ (violent temper/aggression), Yang Haoran looked at Aunt Shen, who had been played with until she was like a puddle of mud, and actually felt a sense ofๆ้ฆๆ็ (tenderness for the fairer sex) rise within him. He issued the order to several bunny girl maids.
“Wenqianๅง (Sister Wenqian), take me to see the pet room.”
Yang Haoran looked at Tang Wenqian, whose face was flushed red and who was hanging her head. Gazing at this beautiful older sister, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of pity, but since he had promised Aunt Shen, he naturally wouldn’t lay a hand on her.
Subsequently, Tang Wenqian led him to a bedroom door. Tang Wenqian took out a key to unlock it. Yang Haoran asked curiously, “Is this pet room always locked?”
“Yes, Master. According to the rules set by Sister Shen, the pets inside the pet room must stay there during the day. They can only go home after 7 p.m., when they get off work.”
Tang Wenqian spoke while turning the internal lock. With a “click,” the door opened. She stood by the door, her maid outfit making her look like a genuine maid. She extended her fair hand towards the room in a standard gesture of invitation, her upper body slightly bowed: “Master, please enter.”
Yang Haoran entered the room. The girls insideโthe female dogs and cat girlsโhad already heard the noise from the door opening and knew who had arrived. Those who were slacking off or sleeping had been woken up by the other girls.
Some were inside cages, some were outside, but they all็บท็บท (one after another)ๅๅ่ทชๅจๅฐไธ (crawled and knelt on the ground). The clear, pretty voices of the girls rang out:
“Master, welcome!”
Being greeted on arrival by so many girls kneeling, their chirping voices calling him “Master,” didn’t exactly make Yang Haoran lose his senses, but it did feel rather strange and provided a novel experience that was hard to describe.
Having been raised under the red flag (a Chinese idiom meaning growing up in the contemporary era), nurtured in the spring breeze (another idiom implying a good, modern upbringing), and thanks to Aunt Shen, he was now experiencing the extravagant lifestyle of an ancient lord.
He had to admit it felt pretty good. These girls looked youthful and pretty, right in the prime of their lives. If they were a few years younger, they might very well have been his classmates or female peers. Yet now, they were kneelingๅๅพฎๅฐ (humiliatingly) on the ground, wearing lewd outfits,ๅๅ (prostrating themselves) at his feet.
Yang Haoran scanned the room. There wasn’t much furniture; the empty room only had three black iron cages. Each cage held a completely naked girl. Inside the room, outside the cages, three other girls dressed in cat girl cosplay outfits were kneeling.
The girls were of various builds and looksโsome plump, some slenderโeach with her own charms. Relatively speaking, they were more than sufficient to serve as maid pets; they were at least pleasing to the eye.
Yang Haoran’s gaze fell upon the iron cages. The cages were about 1.8 meters long, 0.8 meters wide, and about 1 meter high. Inside were spread some bedsheets that were clearly meant for girls, brightly colored and flashy.
Inside the cages, three girls layๅๅ็ (prostrate/crawling), completelyไธไธไธๆ (naked). Their fair necks bore้กนๅ (collars) of different colors. Their snow-whiteๅฅถๅญ (tits/breasts) trembled as they hung down in front of their chests, exposed to the air, varying in size.
One petite girl caught Yang Haoran’s attention. She had a youthful, sweet face and a slender waist, yet she carried the largest็กๆ (fruits/breasts) among the several girls, looking to be at least a 36D cup.
A็ซฅ้ขๅทจไนณ (childlike face with huge breasts)!
Yang Haoran became interested. His eyes roamed up and down her่ตค่ฃธ็ๅจ่บฏ (naked, delicate body). She was shorter than Yaoyao; Yaoyao was 1.6 meters tall, so she was probably only around 1.45 meters. Her petite figure made her look like a middle school student, and her youthful appearance fit that even more.
However, compared to Yaoyao, she wasn’t as pure-looking as Yaoyao, nor was she as pretty. Hers was more of a youthful beauty. He hadn’t measured the scale of her้ ฅ่ธ (soft breasts), but they should be about the same as Yaoyao’s.
Having such a delicate build yet such heavy fruit, Yang Haoran’s interest was piqued. He walked to her cage, squatted down, and asked with keen interest, “What’s your name? How old are you?”
Since Yang Haoran had entered, Wenwen had been secretly sizing him up. Looking at Yang Haoran’s well-defined features and handsome appearance, she wondered curiously, ‘Is this the new master? He looks like a littleๆญฃๅคช (shota/young boy), hehe…’
Then, noticing Yang Haoran’s appraising gaze, she somewhat shyly lowered her head. When Yang Haoran walked to her cage and questioned her, she lost all theๅจ่ฎ (willful and spoiled) attitude she had shown towards the other girls. Pursing her lips, she said quietly, “Master, you can call me Wenwen. That’s what everyone calls me. I’m 22 years old, just graduated from university.”
She was quite satisfied with the new master before her. He gave her a feeling of็ผๅไธไบฎ (brightness/being impressed), handsome. If she had met him outside, she might very well have made eyes at him and actively pursued him.
But given her current situation, remembering that she was merely his servant, she didn’t have the boldness she would have had outside.
Yang Haoran had already anticipated her age. Some girls just don’t grow tall; even in their twenties, they look like little girls, though it’s relatively rare.
Yang Haoran raised his hand and pinched the้กถๅณฐไนณๅคด (peak nipple) of her enormous breast. The nipple was still pink, though not as vividly pink and tender as Yaoyao’s. Yaoyao’s nipples looked like enticingly juicy cherries, appetizing and dazzling like rubies.
Yang Haoran used two fingers to pinch Wenwen’s nipple, grinding and playing with it, and asked casually, “How many boyfriends have you had?”
“Two.”
Wenwen felt the nipple of her้ ฅ่ธ (soft breast) being played with้ๆ (casually) by the boy before her. Her face grew hot, and sheๅฎณ็พ็ไฝไธๅคด (shyly lowered her head). Seemingly due to an inexplicable psychology, or perhaps simply wanting to explain, she pursed her lips and said, “One was Wenwen’s first love, from middle school. We broke up after entering high school. He never touched me. The second was a sophomoreๅญฆ้ฟ (upperclassman) I met during a dorm่่ฐ (mixer/่่ฐไผ) in my freshman year…”
She seemed to find the next part difficult to say, or perhaps she was้กพๅฟ (worried about) something.
Yang Haoran understood her meaning. Aunt Shen had said that apart from Tang Wenqian, none of the other girls were virgins. For a university graduate to still be a virgin, Tang Wenqian was the anomaly.
At this moment, Wenwen still uttered the next sentence, though her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s hum: “I only went to bed with him a few times. He was aๆธฃ็ท (scumbag), also involved with other senior girls. After I found out, I broke up with him.”
“So how did you end up here?” Yang Haoran was noncommittal,ไธๅฟ (focusing entirely on) teasing the nipple of the busty loli before him, not even raising his head.