Hong Yilan knelt on the ground, the fishy and greasy residue of Huang Mao's thick, coarse penis still clinging to her cheeks. That disgusting sensation and smell, like maggots clinging to bone, was tightly attached to her skin, penetrating deep into her marrow, making her feel nauseous. Her eyes were empty and numb, as if her soul had already left her body, leaving only a humiliated shell.
Looking at her disoriented appearance, Huang Mao felt a burning surge of triumph and lust in his heart. He leaned down, grabbed her delicate chin, and forced her to look up, his small eyes filled with lewd desire. "What's wrong, President Hong? Still recovering from the shock? Don't worry, the show has just begun." He sneered, his tone filled with undisguised contempt, "Judging by the way you look, I guess you've never serviced a man before? Not even a decent blowjob. Tsk tsk, such a novice."
He watched the confusion and humiliation in Hong Yilan's eyes, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up within him. This was Hong Yilan of Shanghai! High and mighty, arrogant, an untouchable ice queen! Yet now she was kneeling before him, not even knowing the most basic oral skills. What did that mean? It meant her "virginal" mouth existed only for him! She had never been touched by another man! This huge discovery inflated Huang Mao's vanity to the extreme, as if he were the king of the world, and Hong Yilan was just a toy in his hands. The pleasure of conquering a virgin, conquering a noble woman who had never been defiled, was far more real and intense than any money or power.
"Raise your hand." The blonde-haired guy ordered, his tone carrying an unquestionable domineering air.
Hong Yilan's hands were slender and long, with fair, jade-like skin, impeccably maintained, with round, glossy nails, the kind of hands that immediately reveal a pampered woman who has never done manual labor. Her hands were like two flawless white snowflakes, appearing strikingly out of place against the yellowish-haired man's crotch, soaked in sweat and body odor. The yellowish-haired man's lower body was rough and dark, with thick pubic hair like a primeval jungle, making the ugly penis appear even more savage. Light and darkness, purity and filth, formed the strongest visual impact between those two hands and that lower region. Those two hands, as white as the light at the end of a tunnel, were forced to reach into that lightless abyss.
Hong Yilan's hands were still trembling, hesitant to reach out. She could feel the pungent, fishy stench, like an invisible hand clutching her throat.
"I told you to hold on!" Huang Mao's patience had reached its limit. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Hong Yilan's two jade-white wrists, violently pressing them onto his fully erect and terrifyingly grotesque cock.
That sensation made Hong Yilan's entire body jolt. The yellow-haired man's cock was shockingly hot, wet, and you could feel tiny granules on its rough skin, as well as a strong, almost suffocating, pungent and rank odor. Her snow-white hands, like two pieces of fresh snow, were forcibly covered in that filthy and blazing blackness. Her fingertips could even feel the pulsating throbbing at the tip of the glans, and the unsettling tremors at the base of the penis. This contrast, this defilement, made her stomach spasm again.
"Wrap your palm around it, that's right, like this." The yellow-haired man used his own hand to forcibly control her hands, guiding her stiff hands to completely enclose his ugly cock. Her fingers were forced together, and the thick thing almost filled the palm of her hand. She could even feel the viscous fluid seeping between her fingers.
"Now, smell it," Huang Mao ordered, his tone laced with a morbid excitement.
Hong Yilan's body stiffened again. Smell? Smell it? She almost wanted to vomit. The stench had already made her dizzy, and now she had to actively smell it?
Seeing she wasn't moving, a dangerous glint flashed in Huang Mao's small eyes again. He knew this wasn't the time to be gentle. He grabbed Hong Yilan's nape, rudely pushed her head down, and forced her nose close to his thick bush of pubic hair.
"Smell! Smell it properly for me! This is your man... no, your master's scent!" His voice was like the devil's whisper, carrying a chilling temptation and threat.
Hong Yilan's nose was forced into the yellow-haired man's damp and thick pubic hair, the odor of sweat, body odor, and fishy stench instantly filling her nostrils, making it difficult to breathe. She could feel the pubic hair rubbing against her cheeks, rough and damp. She fought back the nausea, trying to hold her breath, but the smell was pervasive, invading every cell in her body.
"Not close enough! Get closer!" the yellow-haired man growled discontentedly. His other hand grabbed Hong Yilan's left hand, which was wrapped around his cock, and rudely pulled back his foreskin. The dark foreskin was slowly peeled back, revealing the purplish-red glans inside. In the coronal sulcus at the edge of the glans, a layer of yellowish-white, strongly-smelling **smegma** was piled up.
Huang Mao forcefully pressed Hong Yilan's head down again, until the tip of her jade-like nose almost touched the purplish-red glans, as well as the disgusting smegma in the coronal sulcus. "Smell this scent! This is essence! Sniff it in for me!" Huang Mao roared, each word carrying saliva, spraying onto Hong Yilan's face.
That fishy, musty smell had become even stronger and more pungent at this moment, as if countless bedbugs were crawling in her nostrils. The sour, musty smell of ******* mixed with the fishy smell of the glans made her almost faint on the spot. She closed her eyes tightly, frowned, and bit her lip hard to prevent herself from making any noise. Tears of humiliation welled up in her eyes, but she forced them back. She wanted to vomit, to scream, to break free, but she knew she couldn't. She was held tightly in place by the thug's iron grip, forced to bury her noble jade nose in that filthy and musty darkness. Her breathing became rapid and heavy, every breath she took filled with the stench of the thug's genitals. Her pride and her dignity were utterly shattered at that moment by this foul smell.