TTDYM - Chapter 342
Chapter 342: The Grand Finale
Sun Jiaojiao had never expected to receive this kind of birthday present.
Eighteen guards stood naked in a neat line by the edge of the Bath Pool, plus one Jade-Faced Swordsman. All of them had only a white silk cloth wrapped around their waists. The soft flesh beneath swayed, half-hidden, with the fluttering silk-a true spring scene. And in the very center of the guards stood her "magnanimous" husband, the current Emperor. The only difference between him and the other men was that the silk scarf covering his lower body was the imperial bright yellow symbolizing his power.
"Beloved consort, happy birthday." The Emperor stood in the center, smiling faintly at Sun Jiaojiao, and beckoned her over.
Sun Jiaojiao simply couldn't believe her eyes.
She rubbed her eyes hard, over and over. After a long time, having confirmed she wasn't dreaming or blind, she moved over, full of disbelief: "Your Majesty, what is this..."
The Emperor hadn't gone mad, had he!
He was scaring her to death.
"Zhen has already shared this world with you. You have all the glory, splendor, and riches you could ever want. Zhen figured there was nothing else you particularly desired. This was the only gift Zhen could think of. Do you like it?"
The Emperor was asking. How could she dare say she didn't like it?
Sun Jiaojiao nodded desperately: "I like it, I like it! I like it very much!"
Twenty top-quality naked men standing in a row! What kind of sight was this?
Before she had transmigrated, Sun Jiaojiao had been to Macau. Right outside those incomparably luxurious casinos were equally luxurious entertainment venues. Inside a huge, floor-to-ceiling glass display window, she had seen a row of naked, handsome men from various countries, wearing only loincloths, displayed before her like commodities. At the time, Sun Jiaojiao had been envious, hoping that one day, she too could have a row of naked, handsome men standing before her, letting her pick as she pleased. Right now, her dream had come true. Not only were there naked, handsome men for her to choose from, but they were all hers!
The Emperor smiled faintly and gave a look to the men beside him. Immediately, guards flew to Sun Jiaojiao's side. One on the left, one on the right, they lifted her up and flew into the steaming Bath Pool.
With a "splash," all the men jumped into the water in unison.
"Aiya, my clothes are all wet..." Sun Jiaojiao pouted, dissatisfied.
The moment she spoke, her damp clothes were thoroughly ripped off and thrown onto the bushes beside the Bath Pool.
"If they're wet, take them off. Zhen will have new ones made for you tomorrow."
Before Sun Jiaojiao could even thank him, the Emperor wrapped a powerful arm around her waist, covered her lips, and hooked her small tongue into his mouth. Sun Jiaojiao had never been fucked by him in front of so many people. She responded shyly, but unexpectedly, her ears, her breasts, her thighs, even her calves, her feet-every part of her was covered by a pair of large hands. Twenty men were caressing every inch of her. In an instant, Sun Jiaojiao felt as if every part of her body was about to be set on fire...
She was going crazy.
Had this group of men gone mad?
Yes, they must have gone mad.
As Sun Jiaojiao was being caressed, she felt the one going crazy was her, not them. Twenty men! Were they trying to play her to death?
She was being kissed by the Emperor until her brain was deprived of oxygen. Before she could even sigh, the twenty caressing hands had turned into twenty mouths, beginning to kiss every part of her body. The dense, tickling sensation made Sun Jiaojiao completely delirious.
The one licking with extreme possessiveness was Xiao Yi; the one licking with a milky flavor was Xiao Si; the one licking until she was numb and tingly, as if with the taste of rice wine, was Xiao Jiu; the ones each occupying a breast, licking symmetrically, were Xiao Shiwu and Xiao Shiliu...
Sun Jiaojiao's cries of "Don't!" and her pleas for mercy were drowned out by the group of men's licking and passionate kisses. There was no room for resistance at all.
Although everyone loved Sun Jiaojiao to death, they all had a tacit understanding to leave her small hole for the Emperor. After a round of "servicing" that made Sun Jiaojiao's small hole leak water, the Emperor lifted his Dragon Root and quietly slid in. Just like this "birthday surprise," it was unexpected, catching her off guard, making her scream again and again.
Feeling the happiness of her lower body being filled, Sun Jiaojiao screamed wildly, clinging tightly to the Emperor's neck, afraid he would pull some other surprising move.
Twenty men...
She was scared just thinking about it.
Did the Emperor want all twenty of them to fuck her together?
Trapped in the fear of being fucked by twenty men at once, even though Sun Jiaojiao's lower body was itching unbearably, her body couldn't stop trembling, terrified this group of men would fuck her to death.
Pa pa might be good, but her little life was also precious!
Just as her mind was racing, the Emperor was already squeezing her waist and beginning to charge inside her...
"What are you afraid of?" The Emperor felt the slight tremble in her body and asked her, amused.
"I'm afraid you'll all fuck me tonight..." Sun Jiaojiao stammered.
"We've all fucked you before. You're still afraid of this?"
When Sun Jiaojiao heard this, she panicked: "No!!!!"
That rod was still punishing her inside, every thrust making her tremble deeply. The thought of being punished by twenty rods made Sun Jiaojiao turn coward.
"Tonight, only Zhen will fuck you." The Emperor held her and coaxed her, which only then allowed Sun Jiaojiao to relax a little.
But his next words were like the King of Hell, completely sentencing her to death and casting her into hell: "After Zhen has fucked you enough, it will be their turn."
Sun Jiaojiao's entire body trembled.
But what followed immediately was the pleasure of her body surging to climax, deeply washing away every trace of fear and terror. Her whole being was immersed in the pleasure of being fucked to climax, unable to pull herself out.
The Emperor never exaggerated or made false claims.
When he said "fucked enough," he really meant he would fuck until he was satisfied. Sun Jiaojiao didn't remember how many times she was fucked, pinned in the Bath Pool, before the Emperor, satisfied, got off her.
She only remembered that she was fucked from dawn until dusk, and then from dusk until dawn. It wasn't until the sky was bright again that she opened her eyes, glanced at the other eighteen guards plus the Jade-Faced Swordsman, all with their members erect, trembled, rolled her eyes, and fainted dead away.
Who knows how long she slept.
Sun Jiaojiao only vaguely remembered being filled by countless hands and countless rods, her entire body fumbled over, her small hole irrigated with semen who knows how many times. And that was just the beginning.
When she finally slept enough and woke up, she found herself lying in her own bed. The sheets were soaked through, all from the lewd juices she had leaked.
Thank god, she was still alive...
Sun Jiaojiao let out a sigh. Just as she was about to lament that she was lucky to be alive after being fucked by twenty men, a nerve in her brain suddenly clicked-Wait, this is my own room, this isn't ancient times!!
She looked up at the molecular lamp, the most popular style in 9012, and then looked at the new, internet-famous, 'INS-style' quilt covering her body. Her whole world turned upside down.
She... hadn't transmigrated?
Was this all... just a spring dream?
But the feeling of being completely drained was real, as if she had really been fucked dry.
Sun Jiaojiao clutched her head. She couldn't understand what was going on. Had she never transmigrated at all, or had she transmigrated to ancient times and then transmigrated back to the modern day?
Her headache grew more and more intense...
Her body ached, as if it had fallen apart...
Before she could figure it out, her phone suddenly rang.
"Please open the door, your delivery has arrived." A low, male voice came from the phone.
Sun Jiaojiao grabbed a towel to cover herself, which counted as covering the essential parts-anyway, it was just to get a delivery. She just needed to open a small crack in the door, she thought.
But the moment the door opened a crack, she was completely stunned.
The man outside the door was clearly-Xiao Yi?
No, not Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi had long hair. This man had short hair. He was just a delivery man.
Sun Jiaojiao remembered she was still naked, wrapped only in a large towel. She hurriedly took the delivery, preparing to close the door and calm down, but suddenly, the door was forcefully pushed open from the outside.
"What are you doing?" Sun Jiaojiao asked in a panic, her heart pounding.
The resemblance was too strong, really too strong. He was clearly Xiao Yi, just with short hair and modern clothes...
The delivery man who looked like Xiao Yi was clearly also in shock and hadn't organized his words. He just violently pushed open the door and explained, flustered, "Don't be afraid, I don't mean anything else. I just, I just wanted to ask... have we met somewhere before?"
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