Chapter 3: You are Mei, a girl.
Lord Jiang smiled devilishly, hastily bringing her to his private quarters and throwing her onto a lavish bed. Thin wooden walls surrounded each edge of the bed except the front, making Mei feel caged in - the only exit being blocked by the muscular figure of Lord Jiang.
"L-Leave me alone! Go away!"
Mei kicked and thrashed, but Lord Jiang simply smiled, walked forward, and held her body down easily.
"Look at how weak you are! I can hold you down with a single hand."
She continued to wriggle about, but to no avail. His strength was impossible to fight against. Tears continued to stream down her face.
Lord Jiang swiftly moved behind her, holding her smaller form in his lap, in the corner of the bed leaning against one of the columns. She struggled in his embrace, yelling, "Let me go! Let me go!!"
"Now now, calm down."
"NGh~!"
Lord Jiang slipped his large, rough hand into the skimpy red dress Mei was wearing, grabbing her left breast and massaging it. His fingers circled around her nipples, pinching and pulling them playfully. Mei squirmed under his touch, attempting to pull away, but his firm grasp kept her immobile.
"Stop," she pleaded, tears welling up in her eyes. "Please stop!"
However, Lord Jiang paid no attention to her protestations. Instead, he increased the pressure on her breast, causing her to gasp involuntarily.
"See, you enjoy this," he whispered maliciously. "It feels good, doesn't it?"
Mei closed her eyes, unable to deny the sensation coursing through her body. Despite her efforts to resist, her heart raced, and her breath quickened.
"N-No! It's- It's not... Mmm..." she murmured, succumbing to the pleasure.
Lord Jiang took advantage of her vulnerability, moving his free hand towards her wet crotch. He rubbed a single finger into her near-soggy thong, separating her lips through the thin fabric. Mei shivered, biting her lip and closing her eyes tightly, fighting back her inner turmoil.
"How does that feel, little princess?" Lord Jiang asked teasingly, continuing to rub her tenderly.
Mei quivered in his arms, her back pressed against his chest. The soft fabric of her delicate garment pressed tight against her skin, heightening her awareness. Her legs squirmed about, sandwiching Lord Jiang's hand on her moist sex. His fingers expertly played upon her lips, finding and triggering hidden hot spots.
Mei looked down, locks of black hair slightly covering her view. Her breasts jiggled about in their confined space in her dress, as Lord Jiang played with one like an instrument. Her thick thighs cradled his other hand, as it caressed and teased her aching nethers underneath the hem of her dress. Every time she saw herself she was reminded of her outrageous and definingly feminine body.
Desperate to end the torment yet achingly wanting it to continue, Mei cried out, "No! Please, stop!" Yet, while she defiantly spoke those words, another part of her urged him to carry on. The struggle of conflicting feelings threatened to consume her.
But again, her cries were ignored, and her head was turned back for a kiss. She tried to avoid it, turning her cheek, or just plain refusing, but nothing seemed to work. Finally, Lord Jiang succeeded in planting his lips on hers. At first, Mei felt revulsion and anger at the taste of his mouth, the smell of his breath, and the press of his tongue against hers. However, something changed after a few moments.
Her initial resistance gave way to curiosity. What was happening here? Was she enjoying this unwanted intimacy? Or was it merely a reaction to her fear and confusion? Whatever the reason, her heart started racing, and her breath became shallow. Before she knew it, she was returning his kiss with equal fervor. Their tongues danced together, exploring uncharted territory. Each swipe of his tongue sent shockwaves throughout her entire body, making her shiver with excitement.
"No... No! This is- this is wrong!" she thought, but deep inside, she found herself reveling in these forbidden acts. As his powerful hands caressed her curves, she could hear her own voice moaning with desire – something she didn’t expect ever coming from her lips.
"Mngh~!"
Lord Jiang had slipped a finger underneath her thong, and was now fingering her hungry snatch. She moaned in his mouth, shocked at the feeling of something *inside* of her. She wanted to hate it, to hate the feeling of someone using her body. But it was impossible to lie with this body.
"Your muscles are pulling my finger in. You must like this, huh? You like to be fingered like a little submissive girl. Admit it."
"N-No! I-I-I don't like it. I don't like iiitt~"
She continued to whimper in his arms as he thrusted his finger into her wet pussy again, and again, and again~
Something was coming. Mei could feel it, a building in her groin. It grew closer, becoming almost painful. Mei clenched her teeth, trying desperately to suppress the impending release. But it was too late. With a sudden burst, she came undone, crying out loudly.
"MYAAAGghhh~~!! Noooo~!!"
Her body shook violently, wracked with waves of intense pleasure. A torrent of fluid poured down her thighs, covering Lord Jiang's hand in a sticky clear film. Involuntary gasps escaped her throat, echoing around the room.
As the high of her climax dissipated, Mei shamefully covered her face. "Did- did I just cum? As a girl?!", she thought, "I-I'm not a girl, I'm not supposed to be a girl~!"
She wanted to hide, to disappear, so that no one could see her face. She attempted to escape, but again, Lord Jiang's grasp on her body was too much.
"L-let me go~! Please, please!"
"You're still resisting? Then it's time to take this to the next step."
"W-what do you meEEAANNN??!!"