After Drugging the Female Lead with an Aphrodisiac (Ancient-Style Lily Futa) - Chapter 5

Jiang Xiyue stared wide-eyed as Lu Qian pushed the carved end of the wooden dildo into her own pussy. Perhaps the entrance was too tight—after two attempts it still wouldn’t slide in smoothly. Instead, the juices from her hole coated the shaft until it became slick and slippery. The dark wood, now glistening with wetness, made the fair skin of the thighs framing it look even whiter. Jiang Xiyue couldn’t help swallowing hard.

One hand braced against the bed, the other gripping the lewd object and pressing it to her entrance, Lu Qian held her breath and applied force. Her slender white legs immediately began to tremble uncontrollably again. Right at that moment she heard Jiang Xiyue’s gulp. She jerked her head up; a flash of shame and anger crossed her face before she quickly reached out and covered Jiang Xiyue’s eyes.

“Who gave you permission to look.” Lu Qian’s voice was unsteady. As she glanced downward, she saw Jiang Xiyue’s crotch: the stupid, vicious noblewoman’s legs were forced apart by her own knees, the curly black pubic hair framing a swollen, crimson pussy that was raised and leaking. Thick pussy juices gushed out in spurts from the little hole, occasionally mixed with thin streaks of blood.

Lu Qian’s lips pressed into a tight line. She took the other end of the wooden dildo and shoved it into her own dripping little hole.

Her pussy clenched painfully in response. Jiang Xiyue let out an “Ah!” and reached down to stop her—but Lu Qian suddenly pushed hard, sinking her waist down while pressing her own pussy against the dildo. The dark wooden shaft, now under pressure, plunged fully into both holes at once.

Jiang Xiyue felt her own pussy being brutally stuffed again with the thick, burning cock. Before she could even tell whether the sensation was more pain or pleasure, she heard Lu Qian let out a muffled groan. The other woman’s body suddenly collapsed onto hers, and the hand covering her eyes slipped away powerlessly.

What came back into view was Lu Qian’s deathly pale face. Those lips, never particularly vivid to begin with, were now completely bloodless. Cold sweat beaded on Lu Qian’s forehead. Her eyes were tightly shut, teeth clenched, breathing rapidly through her nose.

The sight was truly rare. Jiang Xiyue couldn’t resist lifting herself to get a closer look. The moment she moved, Lu Qian groaned again and snapped her eyes open. Those eyes, filled with pain, glared at Jiang Xiyue with fury. Lu Qian reached out and pressed down on Jiang Xiyue’s shoulder: “Who… gave you permission to move.”

The words came out strained, carrying zero intimidation. Jiang Xiyue’s courage swelled. Seeing her arch-nemesis suffer was like drinking ice-cold spring water in the height of summer. She deliberately shifted her waist. Sure enough, as the wooden dildo moved inside her, Lu Qian bit her lip and let out another pained hum. Jiang Xiyue grinned: “Didn’t you say you were still the one fucking me? How come that mouth down below isn’t as lewd as the one up top? How about this—you beg me. If you can make this young miss happy, maybe I won’t mind fucking you until you feel good.”

She clamped down on the end of the dildo inside her and maliciously thrust upward. With every movement, Lu Qian’s teeth sank deeper into her lower lip. Jiang Xiyue’s heart sang with delight. This surnamed-Lu bitch always acted so clever, yet she was stupid enough to break her own virginity with this thing—rough and brutal even on herself. A gift like this practically begged to be taken.

Jiang Xiyue’s hands slid along Lu Qian’s waist to her back. Taking advantage of the fact that the other woman was too consumed by pain to pay attention, she groped freely. While inwardly cursing how this country-born slut could have such soft, slippery skin, her fingers traced up the back to the ties of the dudou. A spark of resentment rose in her heart—why should she be stripped completely naked while Lu Qian still wore that one piece? Jiang Xiyue pinched the strings and raised her hand to yank them open.

But Lu Qian suddenly lifted her hand and pressed down. As though she had regained some strength, one palm pinned Jiang Xiyue’s chest, rendering her completely immobile, while the other reached behind to seize Jiang Xiyue’s wandering hand. Breathing roughly, Lu Qian clenched around the dildo inside her. The corners of her long, narrow eyes tightened slightly: “No need. I said I would fuck you—so I will be the one to fuck you.”

She slowly lowered herself, swallowing the entire wooden shaft—now slick with pussy juices and blood—deep into her own hole. Her abdomen tensed, locking the dildo firmly inside her chest cavity. Bracing against the petal-shaped stopper in the middle, she began thrusting forcefully into Jiang Xiyue’s pussy.

Jiang Xiyue’s aphrodisiac still burned unsolved; she had already accumulated a full pussy’s worth of slick right at the edge of orgasm earlier. The wooden dildo moved inside her with no resistance at all. In mere moments, the purple-sandalwood shaft was churning out wet, squelching “gu-ji gu-ji” sounds from her hole. The noise made Jiang Xiyue burn with shame and rage.

And that Lu Qian truly wasn’t a good person. The end she had shoved into Jiang Xiyue wasn’t just curved—it had a wooden knot carved near the base close to the middle petals. Once inside, the knot lodged right at the entrance, and now with Lu Qian’s thrusting and pulling, it repeatedly forced its way in and out of Jiang Xiyue’s pussy hole. The torment was pain laced with pleasure—one moment she felt on the verge of touching paradise, the next she was yanked back to earth.

“Nn… ah… it hurts—don’t… nn… stop… stop ahhh…” Jiang Xiyue cried and moaned in misery, tears streaming down her temples and soaking the pillow.

But she had no idea Lu Qian was suffering just as badly. This double-headed dildo was designed for two women to fuck each other: the shorter end was meant for the woman on top to hold inside herself, secured by the round knot at the entrance, allowing her to thrust the longer end into the woman below. Lu Qian had chosen the longer end because the shorter one was thicker and she feared her own pussy couldn’t handle it. But precisely because this side was made for penetration, it was naturally harder to keep fixed inside. At first Lu Qian could still use her inner muscles to clamp the shaft tightly, but as she fucked Jiang Xiyue for a dozen or so strokes, the grinding and vibrations inside her made her pussy juices turn everything slippery. The carved patterns on the wood—raised and ridged—rubbed mercilessly against the folds and lewd flesh inside her. Lu Qian endured and endured, desperately suppressing herself so she wouldn’t let out humiliating sounds like Jiang Xiyue.

She braced both arms beside Jiang Xiyue’s head, never slowing the roll of her hips so the woman beneath her wouldn’t notice anything wrong: “Ha… I’m afraid if I really stopped… Miss Jiang would cry and beg me… to move faster… again…”

The thick round knot once again brutally stretched her entrance and forced its way back in. Jiang Xiyue’s toes curled from the painful numbness. Hearing Lu Qian’s words, she struggled through her tears to look up at her. When she saw the mockery in those eyes, malice suddenly surged. She lifted herself, clung to Lu Qian’s shoulders, and sank her teeth straight into one of Lu Qian’s nipples.

Even through the thin silk of the dudou, the fabric offered no protection at all. Lu Qian was bitten so hard her vision went white in an instant. The cock that had just begun to harden again between her legs instantly went soft.

“You! Hss…!” Lu Qian’s hand shot out and seized Jiang Xiyue’s jaw, applying force to pry her mouth open. Once the teeth released, Lu Qian flung her back onto the quilt and lowered her head to check her chest.

On the left side of the plain white dudou, right at the peak of the swollen mound, a circle of wet stain had bloomed. Lu Qian pulled the fabric aside to look inside—there, on the cherry-red nipple, was a neat row of small tooth marks. Tiny beads of blood were seeping from the obvious bite indentations. If she hadn’t reacted quickly enough, Jiang Xiyue might have bitten half her nipple clean off.