FALL OF GOLDEN DRAGON NTR

Chapter 1: Always Discriminating

My name is Chen Xiaolong. I am eighteen years old. Many people may recognize my name, but my parents are well-known in China.

My father, Chen Tian, was among the first businessmen to venture into the market. At the young age of twenty-six he founded Chen Fang Group, a multinational corporation that is now a Fortune Global 500 company. Unfortunately he died young, leaving us when he was only thirty.

My mother, Fang Xueer, is only thirty-three now (they had my younger sister Chen Shuier and me when they were seventeen). In the three years since my father's death she has multiplied the company's reputation and revenue many times over, and she holds absolute control of the shares.

My mother has never remarried. She says she will stay with us for the rest of her life. That promise made my sister and me vow to be filial to her forever. Right now I am in my room, talking on the phone with my girlfriend, Tang Bing'er.

She is the daughter of Tang Ying'er, my mother's best friend and most capable assistant. Their family is also a single-parent household, so when her mother is busy with work Bing'er sometimes stays at our house with my younger sister Chen Shuier. We have been childhood sweethearts for years, and now we are officially boyfriend and girlfriend.

Even so, I can still tell that Bing'er has deep feelings for me.

"Bing'er, it's Saturday and you still have to go help at the student council. You're really working hard."

Damn the student council. If Bing'er weren't the vice president, I would never let her waste her time working with those people. By the way, "Bing'er" is a nickname only our family is allowed to use. Even though I can only call her that when we are alone, it still makes me happy.

"Hmm… it's okay… I still have Shuier to help… with her around I'm much more at ease."

I had forgotten that Shuier was also going to help Bing'er today. After all, she is the student council accountant and is in charge of the sports-meet expenses in a few days. It's a pity I know nothing about any of that. I'm just a rich kid.

"I'm sorry, Bing'er. There's nothing I can do to help. You've really worked hard. When you're finished I'll treat you to that five-star hotel. I'm sure you'll like it."

Money is the only thing I have left to offer.

"…Pop!"

I thought I heard a soft popping sound. Was Bing'er slurping ice cream again? I quickly said:

"Bing'er, I already told you not to eat that one-yuan ice cream. If you want ice cream, I'll have my mom give you the money to open a Häagen-Dazs store. You can eat whatever you want. What if you get a stomachache from that cheap stuff?"

My voice was full of anxiety and concern, but I didn't expect Bing'er to suddenly answer in a cold tone.

"Chen Long!"

I flinched. Every time Bing'er used that name, I knew I was about to be scolded. It was the authority my mother had given her to discipline me.

"How many times have I told you not to talk about money all the time? If you don't study hard now, how will you inherit Aunt Fang's company in the future?"

My grades had always been in the lower-middle range of the whole school. Out of a thousand students in the senior year, I ranked somewhere around seven hundredth.

Bing'er, on the other hand, was always in the top ten. She could be considered the pride of Kyoto High School. Not only that—every one of the top ten students in the senior year was a beautiful girl. They were called the Ten Golden Flowers of Kyoto High School.

They were: my girlfriend Tang Bing'er; her younger sister Tang Jing'er, who was also in the top ten and just as aloof, only smiling when she was with us; and the remaining eight—Su Hongyu, Jiang Xinran, Ye Wan'er, Zhao Xian'er, Lin Ying'er, Lin Yue'er, Shangguan Yan, and Nan Fei.

Those eight families were all prominent in political and business circles. If any of them spoke a single word, their subordinates would tremble in fear.

"But I'm just not smart enough. I can't seem to learn anything no matter how hard I try," I said helplessly. That was simply how I was. A while ago I had even told my mother that after Bing'er and I got married we should let Bing'er manage the company.

The moment the words left my mouth, not only my mother Fang Xueer, but also my younger sister Chen Shuier, my aunt Tang Ying'er, my girlfriend Tang Bing'er, and her younger sister Tang Jing'er all reprimanded me.

Five women took turns lecturing me, asking why I couldn't be as successful as my father. The truth was I really wasn't good at studying.

"You!" Bing'er sounded angry. I quickly apologized, but she only said one final thing and hung up.

"If you don't study hard and don't get into the same university as me, I'll break up with you. You have no ambition, so you don't deserve to be with me."

Those cold words hit my heart and left me feeling empty. I knew Bing'er was doing this for my own good, but I… I simply couldn't keep up. For Bing'er, for my mother and sister, for my father's sake—I had to study hard. Bing'er was still helping out at school and never forgot to urge me on. She even ate cheap street food just to save money. I couldn't keep living like this. I had to study!

So I took out the test papers from my bag and began studying for the day. It was still morning; there was no rush. I would apologize to Bing'er after she finished this afternoon and treat her to dinner. She would definitely forgive me—maybe even give me a kiss. Hehe. Thinking about that, I grinned foolishly. Without dwelling on it any longer, I opened the papers and started studying.

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Kyoto High School Student Council.

At that moment there were three people in the student council discussion room: two young women and one man. Looking closer, the man had dark skin, a strong physique, and radiated pure male energy—like a lion on the savanna, openly displaying his presence.

The two girls were a complete contrast: one aloof and arrogant, the other quirky and mischievous. They were, of course, my girlfriend Tang Bing'er, vice president of the student council, and my younger sister Chen Shuier.

To an outsider their postures would have looked completely inappropriate.

Bing'er was on her knees under the student council president's desk, looking exactly like a girl out of a Japanese anime. In front of her sat the dark-skinned young man in the leather chair. Shuier had been pulled to her feet by Bing'er.

Bing'er's hands gripped the black man's cock, yet she could only wrap her fingers around less than a quarter of its length. His shaft radiated the most intense heat of his entire body, and the sight of it was clearly arousing Bing'er. Saliva dripped from her lips.

"Hey, how was your chat with your boyfriend?" the black man chuckled, teasing her as he casually patted her unusually large 36D breasts, making her face turn bright red. If I had seen Bing'er looking like that, I would have been astonished—I had never seen her face so flushed before.

Moreover, she carried an air that no ordinary eighteen-year-old girl should have. Her eyes were filled with pure adoration for the black man in front of her, and a flicker of disdain passed through them the moment she heard the words "little boyfriend."

"Master Inuichiro, you're so mean! Why did you bring that guy up? It was his phone call that made me waste so much time. I didn't even get to finish cleaning your cock properly."

Bing'er spoke of me with open disgust while using her soft fingers to scrape the thick white liquid that had already dripped onto her nose, forehead, hair, and mouth, then brought it to her lips. With her mouth open she shifted into the kneeling position they always used—like a slave—stretching upward, a thin trail of semen still clinging to the slender, snow-white line of her neck.

She simply tried her best to lean her face toward Inuichiro. He looked down at her and nodded knowingly.

"Hmm, not bad. Swallow it."

Hearing his praise, Bing'er's face lit up with ecstatic joy. She swallowed the thick white liquid in one gulp, then licked her lips clean. If I had seen Bing'er like that, I guarantee I would have finished in less than thirty seconds.

"Thank you, Master Inuichiro."

"I've told you so many times—you have to call me Master. 'Lord Inuichiro' is only for when there are strangers around."

Inuichiro sounded mildly displeased. The moment he spoke, Bing'er hurriedly pressed her forehead to the floor, her head knocking against his shoes.

"I'm sorry, Master. Bing'er will not do it again. Please punish me."

Her voice was filled with fear and a faint note of expectation, as if she truly wanted to be punished. Inuichiro knew her little thoughts perfectly well. He simply waved a hand.

"This is the last time."

Seeing that he did not punish her, Bing'er looked a little disappointed, but it did not matter. Being allowed to stay by her master's side was already enough.

"By the way, I asked you to organize your little boyfriend's family information. Have you finished?" Inuichiro leaned back in the leather seat and spoke leisurely.

Bing'er answered at once.

"Reporting to Master, Bing'er has been with him for many years and knows his family information very well. If there is anything Bing'er doesn't know, you can ask Sister Shuier."

She pointed to the other girl kneeling to the right of the chair. If I had been there I would have been completely stunned. The girl kneeling beside Inuichiro was my own sister, Chen Shuier.

And just like Bing'er, she was completely naked, her smooth body fully exposed and arousing endless fantasies. Inuichiro glanced at Shuier, then suddenly spun his chair and kicked her hard in the buttocks.

Her 36C breasts offered no protection at all. The kick sent Shuier rolling twice across the floor, yet Bing'er did not dare utter a single word. She quickly got back into position and remained kneeling, too afraid to move.

"Yesterday I asked you to take a test and let me copy some notes, and you actually blocked the view the whole time. If Bing'er hadn't pleaded for you yesterday, I would have kicked you out long ago."

Shuier's large eyes glistened with tears.

"Brother Inuichiro… no, Master… yesterday Shuier wanted to give you her test paper directly, but the proctor was standing behind you the whole time, so I… I couldn't give it to you."

Inuichiro thought for a moment and realized it made sense. Although his own grades were not particularly good, they were not especially bad either. The real problem was that female proctor who always discriminated against him because of his skin color, treated him as if he were a bad person, and constantly went against him. Sooner or later he would take her under his wing and make her his personal toilet slave.

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Chapter 2: Bitch Bing'er's Report and Reward

Thinking this, Inuichiro felt much better. He turned and barked at his younger pet, Shuier.

"Put your clothes on. As punishment, I won't do anything to you today."

"Huh?" Shuier looked disappointed. She had already drunk so much water earlier. If he didn't use her, she would feel uncomfortable all day.

But when she saw Sister Bing'er wink at her, she understood. Master Inuichiro wasn't truly angry. He was only giving her a light punishment. Reluctantly she put her clothes back on, sat to the side, and began working on the day's accounting.

Once Shuier was busy, Inuichiro stopped paying attention to her. Ever since he had first taken her, the little brat had been begging for it every single day. If he didn't keep her in line, his authority as master would disappear. He gestured for Bing'er to report on the information he wanted.

Bing'er produced a file filled with detailed personal data. She opened her mouth, her clear voice carrying a faint note of disgust toward the subject, though her eyes kept flicking upward toward her current master with secret amusement.

"Name: Chen Xiaolong. Age: eighteen. Height: 170 cm. Weight: 45 kg. Size: five centimeters."

When she spoke the words "five centimeters," Bing'er's voice was thick with open disgust and disappointment.

Inuichiro raised an eyebrow, his tone mocking. "I didn't expect the guy to be that pathetic. No wonder you've accepted me as your master."

Bing'er quickly answered, "No, Master. Ever since that day I accepted you as my master. Although that is part of the reason, I genuinely want to belong to you."

A flicker of amusement passed through Inuichiro's eyes. "Then tell me, whose cock is better, mine or his?"

Without the slightest hesitation Bing'er declared, "Of course it's yours, Master. I once accidentally saw that guy's penis, but I didn't think anything of it at the time. Ever since you touched me, I've only considered you my master."

Her words were filled with adoration for Inuichiro and pure disdain for Xiaolong. Inuichiro patted her head, nodded in approval, and motioned for her to continue.

Bing'er grew excited under the simple praise. "Son of the chairman of Chen Fang Group. His mother is Fang Xue'er, age thirty-three, height 175 cm, weight 45 kg. Master, here's a photo."

She handed him a photograph. The moment Inuichiro looked at it, his entire body reacted. His already large cock stiffened further, swelling from its usual twenty centimeters to a full twenty-five. Bing'er's eyes widened in disbelief. She had never seen it grow even larger.

Fang Xue'er was a true beauty. Only thirty-three years old, she looked like the perfect mature woman. In the photo she wore a black high-slit cheongsam, her hair styled and pinned up with a gold hairpin, a pair of seven-centimeter red high heels on her feet. Her long, slender legs were faintly visible. The folding fan in her hand rested across her thighs, half-covering her private area, while her eyes held a look of endless longing.

Inuichiro instantly understood. This was a thirsty woman. Deep down she must already be filled with desire for a man like him, or rather, for a cock like his.

He asked casually, "Where is the kid's father?"

Bing'er, still slightly jealous over the attention her master was giving Aunt Fang, answered a beat late. "Uncle Chen has been dead for three years."

Inuichiro burst out laughing. "This is truly a stroke of luck!"

Even though he was Black, he used Chinese idioms with ease. Bing'er's eyes gleamed with passion. "What does Master mean?"

"This woman will sleep with me just like the rest of you," Inuichiro said with absolute confidence.

Bing'er was overjoyed. If her master could truly claim Aunt Fang, then she and Shuier would no longer have to hide their relationship. "Bing'er and Shuier will definitely help Master. We'll bring Aunt, Mother, into your possession as soon as possible," the two girls said almost in unison.

Inuichiro laughed heartily, then pulled Bing'er up and bent her over the desk.

"Hmph. Your silly little boyfriend interrupted our break. Now I'm going to give you a proper fucking. Are you willing, Bitch Bing'er?"

"Bitch Bing'er" was the name Inuichiro used for her. He called Shuier "Bitch Shuier." The first character of his own name meant "dog," and it suited the way he treated them.

Bing'er cried out excitedly, "Bitch Bing'er is willing!"

Being called "bitch" was no insult to her. It was a compliment.

If Xiaolong had been present, he would never have recognized the proud, aloof girl he knew. Under Inuichiro's influence she had become someone completely different.

"Bitch Bing'er, I didn't expect you to have turned into such a slut already. Tell me, are you craving my big black cock? Isn't it bigger than your boyfriend's?"

"Yes! Yes! Bitch Bing'er is craving Master's cock! Bitch Bing'er loves eating Master's cock the most! Whether it's my mouth, my pussy, or my ass, they all love Master's big cock! Master's cock is so much bigger than Little Dragon's. His is just a toothpick. It doesn't even deserve to be compared!"

Inuichiro's rough black hands slapped hard across Bing'er's pale, rounded ass. Two bright red handprints quickly bloomed on the soft flesh.

"Bing'er, tell me that guy is an idiot. Curse him. The more you insult him, the harder I'll fuck you."

A flicker of hesitation passed through Bing'er's eyes. They had known each other for many years, and Aunt Fang had always treated her well. Even though she looked down on Xiaolong and mocked his size, she still felt a small reluctance to curse him so openly.

Inuichiro saw the hesitation and his temper flared. He grabbed a calligraphy brush from the desk and thrust it straight into Bing'er's pink pussy without any preparation.

"Ah!"

Bing'er's body had never been treated so roughly. Inuichiro was angry and used no lubricant. The tip of the brush stabbed into her, followed by the thin shaft. Sharp pain shot through her. She screamed at once.

"Master! Master! I was wrong! Bitch Bing'er was wrong!"

Inuichiro's lips curled into a smile. "Oh? What did you do wrong? I don't know."

He twisted the brush and moved it in and out. The internal folds resisted, and tiny flecks of blood began to appear.

Hearing his cold words, the last trace of sympathy Bing'er felt for Xiaolong vanished completely.

"Bitch Bing'er did not listen to her master and went against his wishes! Chen Xiaolong is a fool, a complete idiot! Not only is he a fool, his cock is pathetic! Compared to Master's cock it's nothing! And his younger sister Shuier and his mother Xue'er will both belong to Master! Xue'er will soon become Bing'er's sister and Master's bitch as well!"

"Oh, Master, stop playing with Bing'er, it hurts so much! Master, stop teasing Bing'er, hurry up and fuck Bing'er's little pussy, the water inside is almost soaking the floor…"

Inuichiro was very pleased. With one sharp pull he yanked the brush free. Nothing remained on it.

"Bitch Bing'er, did you actually do the enema I ordered last time?"

Bing'er's eyes lit up with excitement. "Yes, Master! I did it the night I went home, just like you instructed."

"Not bad, not bad. In that case, Master will reward you with his black cock."

He wasted no more time. Gripping Bing'er's breasts with both hands, he thrust his thick black shaft straight into her already overflowing pussy. There was no resistance. Her soaked entrance opened eagerly, waiting for him.

Inuichiro exhaled sharply. It was exactly as the nickname suggested. Not only was Bing'er cold toward outsiders, her body itself was freezing inside. Ever since he had taken her virginity, a certain curse on him had been lifted, but that was a story for another time.

Right now Bing'er's tight little body felt like a living air conditioner, constantly releasing coolness deep inside around his cock, making him feel a chill even in the air-conditioned room.

But he was not someone who feared a little cold. He held her firmly and slammed into her again and again. Her cries rose and fell like waves.

His heavy balls slapped rhythmically against her ass, driving her wild with the sensation of the black cock stretching her open.

"Ah, Master's cock, so big, so powerful, Bing'er, it feels so good, Master, give it to me harder, Bing'er's little pussy can't live without you…"

"Ah, Master, too fast, slow down, Bing'er's down there is almost pierced by you…"

"Ah, Master's cock is getting even bigger, good, good, my little hole is going to break…"

With every thrust Bing'er's toes scraped against the floor as her whole body was shoved forward. The desk itself stayed perfectly still. Drool ran from the corner of her mouth. Her mind had gone completely blank under the assault of the enormous shaft. Her eyes rolled back every time he bottomed out against her deepest point.

"Good bitch Bing'er, your little pussy is so comfortable, so tight and smooth…"

"Especially that air-conditioner pussy of yours. From now on, when we go out I'll just put my cock inside you to cool down."

Inuichiro kept talking while his hips never stopped moving. The wet, filthy sounds of their coupling filled the room, along with a heavy musky scent. Chen Shuier, still trying to work nearby, could no longer bear it. She pressed both hands between her legs and squeezed her thighs tightly together, watching with desperate envy.

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Chapter 3: Mind Your Words

Bing'er was filled with excitement upon hearing this.

"Okay… Thank you, Master, for using my little cooling device… My little cooling device is Master's condom… It's Master's little air conditioner."

Inuichiro pulled Bing'er's left shoulder with his left hand, changing the angle of her entire body and incidentally revealing her 36D breasts in front of him. If viewed from the main entrance of the student council, the two soft mounds bounced wildly under the impact of Inuichiro's cock, a dazzling sight. Then he pulled Bing'er's back tightly against his body so the two of them pressed together like lovers, their genitals locked deep. He turned her head and tangled his tongue with her nimble little tongue, sucking hard, licking the fragrant depths of her mouth, then spat a thick mouthful of saliva straight into her. Bing'er did not hesitate at all. She swallowed it as if Inuichiro's spit were the finest tonic.

Immediately afterward Inuichiro's right hand climbed onto both of her breasts and squeezed them hard, drawing soft moans from her.

"Ah… Master's… hands… make me… feel… so… so good."

Bing'er was fully aroused now. Inuichiro's hands shifted from rough pinching to carefully kneading her pink nipples. Looking closely, one could see clear fluid seeping from the tips.

Perhaps unable to ignore Shuier's hungry expression nearby, Inuichiro waved his hand. Shuier immediately ran over and squatted between them. Her tongue rhythmically licked the place where their bodies joined, just like a little cat. A slight chill radiated from that small area while Inuichiro's cock burned like fire. The contrast of ice and heat was something few people could endure. Shuier kept lapping and swallowing everything that leaked out.

"Bitch Shuier, is it delicious?" Inuichiro asked with a smile.

Shuier, still squatting between them, showed a silly grin and only made soft humming sounds.

"It's… delicious."

Inuichiro patted her head. "If you like it, eat more." It was an advertising slogan he had learned in China, and he never expected to use it here.

There were other things to do today, so Inuichiro did not want to waste more time. After all, he could always have Bing'er and Shuier whenever he wanted. The better he handled the sports meet and other school events, the more secure his position as student council president would become.

As the only international student in the entire school, his grades were not particularly outstanding, yet he had still become president. That was naturally related to his ethnicity, skin color, and status as an international student under current national policies. Bing'er and Shuier's recommendations had also helped, but he still needed real results to keep the position firmly in his hands.

"Bing'er, your master wants you. Are you ready to conceive your master's child?"

Bing'er grew even more excited. Her breathing turned heavy.

"Master… hurry up and give it to Bing'er. Bing'er wants to get pregnant for Master, to give birth to a black baby and then continue to be Master's Bing'er."

Inuichiro was no longer willing to wait. With his natural ability he could easily last for hours with Bing'er. His genes gave him extraordinary stamina, so this was simple for him.

He gripped both of Bing'er's wrists and drove his black cock in and out of her pink little hole. The wetness grew even heavier. Perhaps because Bing'er was so excited, the juices soaked Shuier's little face until she could barely open her eyes.

"Bitch Bing'er, Master's coming. Catch it for me!"

With a low roar from Inuichiro, thick, sticky, white semen erupted from the head of his cock. Wave after wave slammed deep into Bing'er, filling her without pause and making her entire body spasm. Her jade-like legs and soft ass trembled uncontrollably. The scalding heat devoured every trace of cold air inside her and poured straight into her womb.

"Oh… it's so hot… Master's warmth… Bitch Bing'er… Bitch Bing'er… it feels so good…"

Inuichiro's lower body continued to twitch. His volume was simply too great. Bing'er's small, narrow body could not hold it all, and a large amount of semen spilled out from where they were joined, splashing across Shuier's face. Just like Bing'er, Shuier treated Inuichiro's seed as something sacred and swallowed every drop she could reach.

Ten minutes later Inuichiro's first ejaculation of the day finally ended. One could faintly see that Bing'er's lower abdomen had swollen slightly. The quantity was terrifying. Every time Xiaolong imagined Bing'er touching herself, only two or three thin streams came out, never sticky or thick. If he ever saw this in person he would probably feel inferior for an entire day.

With a wet pop Inuichiro pulled his cock free. A large amount of fluid gushed from Bing'er's small opening. Without his support she slid off the table, her face twisted in residual pleasure and strain.

Inuichiro did not think twice. He habitually grabbed Bing'er's hair and forcefully pressed her head toward his still-hard cock. Bing'er offered no resistance. She quickly took him into her mouth and frantically sucked out the remaining semen, then licked him clean with her tongue and saliva until the shaft emerged shiny and black once more.

Inuichiro patted her little face. "Not bad. Very clean. Don't be in such a hurry to go home tonight. I will reward you properly."

Bing'er was delighted. "Thank you, Master. Bing'er will definitely continue to serve you diligently."

"Okay, get to work. Those idiots outside should have almost finished moving everything. Go on."

"Yes, Master."

Bing'er quickly wiped herself clean, put on her school uniform, and combed her long hair into a neat ponytail. Her eyes returned to their usual cold indifference, making her look like a completely different person from the girl who had been screaming on the table only moments earlier. She walked out.

A moment later Bing'er's sharp scolding voice rang out from outside the door. Shuier, still standing to the side, looked at Inuichiro and asked softly, "Master, what about me?"

Inuichiro laughed. "Little rascal, you go back and take care of calming your silly brother's heart so that I can comfortably enjoy Bitch Bing'er tonight. When the opportunity arises later, Master will naturally grant it to you."

After being used by him several times already, the little girl actually smiled and answered, "Thank you, Master. Shuier will definitely complete the task Master has given me."

"Get lost."

At that moment Inuichiro was already thinking about how to turn Xiaolong's mother, Fang Xue'er, into his next bitch.

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Finally finished with his homework, Xiaolong looked out the window. He had not expected it to be nearly sunset. He had not even eaten lunch today. That was right. His mother had gone out to discuss business, leaving him home alone. Now that the work was done, the first thing on his mind was naturally to find Bing'er. What should he treat her to tonight?

Just as he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard the sound of a key turning in the door. Could it be that his mother was coming home? He stepped out of his room.

He saw a figure in a school uniform. It was his younger sister, Chen Shuier. Although Shuier was the same age as him, she was a full head taller, about 175 cm, the same height as Bing'er. Before, when they stood together outside, people often thought he was her younger brother. Today Shuier's hairstyle was still her favorite twin ponytails.

Like her mother and Bing'er, she was an ice queen in front of outsiders and therefore did not have many friends at school. Shuier took off her little leather boots, looked up, and saw him. A flash of disgust passed through her bright eyes that he completely failed to notice.

At eighteen she wore no makeup, yet possessed the same fair skin and delicate features as Bing'er, with rosy lips and white teeth. Her small, delicate nose still carried a touch of youthful softness, but she still radiated an aura of icy indifference.

"Shuier!" he greeted her.

Shuier glared at him fiercely, her tone freezing cold. "Who told you to call me Shuier? Didn't I tell you that from now on you can only call me by my full name, Chen Shuier, or Miss Chen?"

Xiaolong was stunned. Although Shuier had always been cold, she had never been this distant. Why was she insisting on such formal address? She had started pulling away from him more than a month ago. Could it be a rebellious phase? He did not want to upset her, so he changed his wording.

"Yes, yes, Miss Chen. Do you know when your sister-in-law Bing'er is coming back?"

Bing'er had not returned with Shuier. Had she gone home first? Shuier's lips curled into a smile that Xiaolong completely missed, then she spoke in the tone one would use with a stranger.

"When did Sister Bing'er become my sister-in-law? You're saying this before you're even married? Are you trying to ruin Bing'er's reputation?"

Xiaolong felt embarrassed. Indeed, although Bing'er was his girlfriend and had said she wanted to marry him, he felt a little awkward discussing it with Shuier after what had happened that morning. Of course he had no idea that while Bing'er had been giving Inuichiro oral sex and chatting with him on the phone, Shuier had been kneeling right beside them, listening to every word.

"Hehe, good sister, it was my fault, but your Sister Bing'er will marry your brother sooner or later," he said shamelessly.

Shuier suddenly pointed at him, her tone filled with murderous intent, cold and piercing. "How many times have I told you? Besides Chen Shuier and Miss Chen, can't you call me by any other names?"

Strange. Why had the atmosphere around them turned so cold? Or was it just his imagination? Sensing Shuier's anger, he had no choice but to apologize.

After hearing his apology, Shuier continued, "Sister Bing'er has something to do with the student council president tonight, preparing for the sports meet. She probably won't be eating with us. Can you order some food for me to eat at home?"

Xiaolong's face fell at once. "Huh? With that black guy?"

He was clearly unhappy that the black student was the student council president, and he still did not understand why Bing'er and Shuier had recommended him. That guy's grades were only slightly better than his own, right?

Suddenly Shuier took a step forward and rushed at him with a speed no ordinary person could match. Xiaolong felt her figure disappear in front of him, then instantly reappear. A fist slammed into his stomach. Pain exploded through him and he collapsed to the ground.

Shuier looked down at him, her eyes radiating endless coldness.

"Watch your words. Chairman Inuichiro is not someone you can insult."

What?

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Chapter 4: The Master Has Rested Well

I was shocked. Shuier had actually hit me for a Black guy. And what just happened? Why was she so fast? I only saw a shadow. Was I seeing things?

Anger rose in me and I shouted, "Shuier, what's wrong with you? Didn't you used to hate these Black guys the most? Why are you calling him Master? Why did you hit your own brother for an outsider?"

A murderous look flashed in Shuier's eyes. "You made two mistakes. One was calling me by that name. The other was insulting the Chairman."

Then Shuier, still wearing black stockings, kicked me hard in the stomach again. She was terrifyingly strong. Pain exploded through my body. I curled up on the floor, completely unable to speak or breathe.

Looking down at my curled-up form, Shuier's voice remained icy. "Since you said that, let me tell you the truth. President Inuichiro is taller and stronger than you, and his skills are far better. Look at your bean-sprout body. If it weren't for your status as the chairman's son, you would have been bullied into the ground at school long ago.

Look at your grades. Our family is rich and comfortable, while President Inuichiro is just a poor exchange student, yet his grades are better than yours. Tell me, what right do you have to look down on him?

I was blind before. I used to think Black men could never compare to us Chinese men. Now I see the truth. If every man were like you, I would rather marry someone like the president."

With those words she walked into her room and closed the door, adding coldly, "Call me when the food is ready."

I never expected Shuier to beat me for a Black man. Frustration and anger made me completely forget to question her unnatural speed and strength.

At that moment I desperately wanted to talk to Bing'er, hoping she could calm me down. I quickly took out my phone and called her. The line rang and rang until it finally connected on the last ring.

I spoke at once. "Bing'er, aren't you coming home for dinner tonight?"

"…Little Dragon… I won't be back for dinner… I'll be eating out with the President." Bing'er's voice was soft and broken, almost delicate.

There seemed to be a faint slapping sound in the background, but I paid it no attention at the time. Then a man's voice came through.

"Hello, this is Inuichiro. And who are you?"

Judging from the voice, the man still had some manners. Had I really misunderstood him?

"I am Chen Xiaolong, son of the chairman of Chen Fang Group, and Tang Bing'er's boyfriend." Naturally I stated both my identity and my relationship with Bing'er clearly, to stop any possible bad intentions.

"Oh, so it's Young Master Chen. I've heard so much about you."

The guy was quite polite. Our group was famous worldwide. Hearing my identity, he probably would not dare try anything with Bing'er.

"Ah…"

Bing'er suddenly screamed.

"What happened? What's wrong with Bing'er? Did that guy molest you?" Panic hit me at once. Damn it, if he really tried something I was too far away to help.

Bing'er's soft voice answered, "No… it's nothing. Just a cockroach. The president and I are eating at a restaurant. The hygiene here isn't very good."

I let out a breath of relief. "Bing'er, didn't I tell you not to eat at these roadside places? If you want to…"

Before I could finish, her tone turned cold. "Chen Xiaolong! How many times do I have to tell you? Don't think you can order me around just because you have money. If you keep this up I'll have Aunt Fang cut off your allowance!"

I quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, Bing'er."

"Ah…"

Slap… slap… slap… slap…

Bing'er's scream rang out again, followed by a series of sharp slapping sounds. What was going on? Could Bing'er…? No. There was no way she would be interested in a poor Black man.

"Bing'er? What happened?" My voice was full of urgent concern.

Inuichiro's voice came next. "It's alright, Mr. Chen. Just a cockroach. The hygiene and safety in your country really isn't as good as ours. I thought it was something special. It's fine. I'm helping Bing'er kill the cockroach. You can listen if you don't believe me."

Why was this guy calling her Bing'er too? What right did he have to use her nickname?

Before I could think further, Inuichiro started cursing. "You dead cockroach, you bitch cockroach, who do you think you are? You're not even as big as the cockroaches in our country. You're so small yet you dare touch my Bing'er. I'll slap you to death."

Slap… slap… slap… slap… slap…

From the sounds I guessed he was swatting the cockroach with a newspaper. Wait. Why was he talking about "my Bing'er" right in front of me? Didn't he know I was her boyfriend?

Just as I was about to get angry I heard Bing'er cry out, "Be gentle… don't…"

Her voice rose and fell in a way that made my imagination run wild.

"Bing'er, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing. I was just worried that Chairman Inuichiro would dirty the floor and the boss would make us pay for it."

Hearing that, I felt relieved. So Bing'er was being frugal. I was just used to spending freely.

I laughed. "It's okay, Bing'er. Let Inuichiro go all out. If there's any compensation I'll pay it. Hehe, you won't blame me this time, right?"

Inuichiro's voice returned. "Haha, did you hear that, Bing'er? Your boyfriend agreed that I should use more force to kill the cockroach. So just go along with it. Come kill cockroaches with me. That way you won't be afraid anymore."

I thought it was a good idea. "Bing'er, he's right. Don't be afraid. Go kill the cockroach too."

Bing'er's voice sounded a little weak. "But what if I'm scared?"

Inuichiro suggested, "If you're scared, just scream. Don't you girls like to scream?"

Something felt slightly off, but I agreed with him. Girls did like to scream when they were frightened.

Bing'er sounded annoyed. "Fine. You won't mind how awful my voice sounds, will you?"

I immediately answered, "Of course not. No matter how you sound, Bing'er, I'm yours."

Then Bing'er started yelling, and the slapping sounds grew louder and louder.

"Ah…"

Slap… slap… slap… slap… slap…

"You bastard, you deserve a beating! Don't run away, I'll swat you to death!"

All I could hear was Inuichiro cursing the cockroach while the heavy slapping continued.

"Ah…"

Inuichiro suddenly said, "It's almost here, it's almost here, I'm going to swat it." He was panting hard, as if he had put real effort into killing the insect. Bing'er kept screaming without stop, clearly still terrified of cockroaches.

"Go to hell!"

Inuichiro roared. The voices on the phone fell silent, followed only by heavy breathing.

"So, did you kill it?" I asked anxiously.

"Of course I killed it. Mr. Chen, Bing'er's help made things much easier for me."

Hearing him praise Bing'er filled me with pride. Hmph. Did he think I needed him to tell me how excellent she was? At that moment I even forgot that he had called her by her nickname.

Bing'er's voice returned, cold as ever. "Alright. Xiaolong, President Inuichiro and I are going to eat now. You and Shuier stay home, eat well, and study hard. Don't let me down on this exam. We have things to do, so we're hanging up."

Before I could reply she had already ended the call. Bing'er was still concerned about me. That must be it. Thinking this, I quickly went to the kitchen to cook.

***

Kyoto five-star hotel, Huajinglou, presidential suite, room 666.

The scene inside the room was something I could never have imagined.

Inuichiro stood behind Bing'er while she knelt in front of him, her pale ass arched high and slamming back against the powerful thrusts of his thick black cock. They had just finished the first round. Inuichiro was still buried deep inside her, pouring the last of his seed into her body and leaving his mark.

Right in front of her nominal boyfriend, he had put a green hat on me without my knowledge.

Inuichiro looked at Bing'er's kneeling ass, the fresh handprints still glowing on the soft flesh, eyes full of amusement. "Bing'er, did you enjoy getting pricked just now?"

Bing'er's voice softened into a gentle whisper. "Master, you're so mean! You even made me do it while I was on the phone with my boyfriend, and you made me scream out loud, all under the pretense of killing a cockroach."

As she spoke she twisted her hips, making it more comfortable for Inuichiro's cock to stay buried inside her and easier for him to push even deeper.

Inuichiro laughed loudly and slapped her ass even harder. "Hahaha. Bing'er says that, but she was still so comfortable when she was barking just now.

Besides, your stupid boyfriend still believed us. I can't believe he's so idiotic, falling for such a ridiculous excuse. You were screaming like a bitch and he still thought we were swatting cockroaches. He's truly a fool. Are all Chinese men this stupid?"

Hearing the insults, Bing'er was not angry at all. Instead she smiled. "Master is right. My boyfriend is indeed a fool. We Chinese men are certainly not as good as you, Master. But keeping him around will benefit you in the future."

"Oh? Tell me what the benefits are."

Inuichiro pulled his cock out and patted her butt. Bing'er immediately understood. She turned around, crawled forward, and knelt properly on the floor. Fortunately a thick blanket covered the ground so her knees would not turn red.

"No matter what, I'm still that stupid boyfriend's nominal girlfriend. Once I take over Aunt Xue'er's company, Master can own Chen Fang Group, a Fortune 500 company."

I never expected Bing'er to think so far ahead. She was even willing to hand over our family's company for Inuichiro.

Inuichiro smiled with contempt. "You're right, but you've overlooked something."

Bing'er looked puzzled. "I don't understand. Please enlighten me, Master."

Inuichiro laughed. "Once I turn your stupid boyfriend's mother into my bitch slave, will you still need to marry that idiot?"

Bing'er suddenly realized and quickly kowtowed on the floor. "I deserve to die. I never thought Master's method would be so simple. I'm so stupid. Please punish me, Master."

Inuichiro patted her white cheek with his rough hand. "No need for punishment. I've rested enough. Let's continue. There's still a long night ahead.”

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Chapter 5: So I Went Out to Experience

Bing'er looked closely and saw that Inuichiro's cock had swollen to its full size again, radiating the raw aura of a wild beast that completely captivated her. A voice seemed to whisper in her mind: this is the place she belonged, this was the cock that could truly conquer her.

Without overthinking, Bing'er opened her mouth and tried to swallow the massive black shaft in one go. Unfortunately her small mouth could only take about a quarter of the more than twenty-centimeter length. The rest remained outside, leaving her frustrated.

Saliva already dripped from her lips. She pulled back, letting the thick, saliva-coated shaft slide free. The purplish-black head was as large as a small fist, no wonder she could not take it all at once.

Bing'er extended her soft tongue and licked diligently from the base of Inuichiro's cock, across his heavy balls, all the way up to the head, missing no spot. When she reached the glans she worked like a vacuum, trying to suck out every remaining drop inside.

Throughout the process Inuichiro's large hand rested on Bing'er's twin tails. Tonight, to satisfy his preference for rear entry, she had specially styled her hair into twin tails that were perfect for gripping. Earlier, while they were "killing cockroaches," Inuichiro had yanked hard on those twin tails while slamming his hips against her pale ass, pulling her head back so sharply she had nearly choked.

After licking him clean, Bing'er decided to take him all the way in to prove her devotion. Inuichiro saw through her intention at once. He smiled, gripped her twin tails, and slowly pushed his cock into her mouth.

He kept advancing until he met a slight resistance. Ignoring it, he pulled harder on her twin tails. Bing'er felt the enormous head forcing its way deeper into her throat, pushing past every barrier. A strong wave of nausea rose, but Inuichiro paid no attention and continued.

Suddenly Bing'er felt a strange chill in her throat, followed by a rush of air shooting straight into her lungs, as if her throat had become a vacuum. Some internal force worked together with Inuichiro, helping his cock sink even deeper.

Inuichiro watched Bing'er's eyes gradually roll back. She was experiencing unprecedented pleasure mixed with intense suffocation. The huge head was lodged deep in her throat, and the helpless gagging made her feel as if she were drowning.

At that moment she could feel nothing else except the massive cock ravaging her throat. Taking advantage of her dazed state, Inuichiro suddenly stood up and thrust his entire length into her mouth.

"Ugh…"

Bing'er instinctively slapped at his thigh, but her arms were like an ant trying to move a tree compared to his powerful legs. Inuichiro arched his back, pressed both hands against the back of her head, and began pistoning his hips at an incredible speed.

Like a human pile driver, his cock slammed in and out of Bing'er's mouth. When it went in she was too choked to make a sound. When it pulled out the wet, gurgling noise of her throat filled the room. Not only her throat, her breasts bounced wildly with every thrust.

Her lower body was also soaked. Ever since she had willingly given her body to Inuichiro she had been filled with endless desire. Now simply seeing him made her wet.

Thinking of Xiaolong's pathetic five-centimeter cock, Bing'er sighed inwardly. It was truly useless.

The impacts grew faster and faster. Inuichiro's mouth let out deep, angry roars like an engine starting up. Bing'er knew this was the sign he was close. Recklessly she stretched her neck forward, trying to take him even deeper. Inuichiro felt an even stronger chill and could no longer hold back.

"Eat it all, Bing'er!"

With a furious roar he poured endlessly down her throat. The volume was simply too great. Even his thick cock could not fully seal her mouth. As the pressure in her throat bounced back, a large amount of semen was forced out around the shaft, spraying across Bing'er's face and the floor.

Inuichiro's release continued without pause, wave after wave splashing onto her beautiful cheeks.

"Mmm… so much… so happy…"

The first words Bing'er managed after she could finally breathe were a craving for more. Her expression was nothing like her usual cold self. Inuichiro remained silent for several minutes before his climax finally ended.

By then Bing'er's face was coated with a thick layer of semen. Under his command she licked and swallowed every drop, including what had landed on her body and the floor, crawling on her knees to clean it all. They continued like this until after nine o'clock at night.

Bing'er still needed to return home, and the Tang family had connections that could not be ignored. Afterward the two of them lingered in the bathroom for a while before getting dressed.

Just as Bing'er was about to leave, Inuichiro stopped her and spoke seriously. "Bing'er, are you also a cultivator?"

Bing'er was startled. "Master, could it be that you are too?"

Inuichiro smiled. "Of course."

Bing'er had not expected that her master, a foreign exchange student, was actually a cultivator and had even discovered her identity.

"Then how did you discover my identity, Master?" she asked with a sweet smile. The fact that her master was also a cultivator only proved she had chosen correctly instead of settling for some short, weak man.

Inuichiro pulled her onto his lap, pinching her breasts with his right hand. "Hmph, little thing. I only noticed this morning that the coldness in your body, and the coldness in your throat just now, are unique to an Ice Spirit.

If my own spirit were not far stronger than yours, my cock would probably have withered long ago inside your little hole."

Bing'er covered her mouth in surprise. "I never expected that Master could deduce my spirit just from the chill in my little hole. It's truly unbelievable. Then what kind of spirit do you have, Master?"

Inuichiro answered proudly. "My father once told me that our family's bloodline is that of a Giant Spirit, possessing all attributes, and also…"

He did not finish the sentence, only slightly moved his cock still resting against her. Bing'er immediately understood and her face flushed again.

She asked, "An all-attributes spirit? No wonder Master was so powerful back then when you saved me and Sister Shuier. So does that mean Master's father was also very powerful?"

Inuichiro sighed. "My father has passed away."

Bing'er was shocked. "What?"

Inuichiro then told her his family's story. His father had been a nobody from a Black tribe who traveled ...