The sun rose and set. On the stone slope platform, Chuck and his harem bustled back and forth, and another day passed.
60:15:24:13
As night fell, the bright red countdown continued to tick away tirelessly.
Although his intention was to ignore it as much as possible and focus on his own affairs, Chuck was ultimately still human. There were always times when his self-control weakened. Looking at this fucking countdown, he inevitably felt a chilling sense of impending doom.
But after more than a month, these moments became fewer and farther between. By today, Chuck was completely able to detach himself from this emotion and thoroughly adapt to the countdown's existence.
Facts have proven that humans are incredibly tenacious animals with powerful adaptability.
Just as Chuck adapted to the countdown, over the past week, the Lee sisters had gradually adapted to his exaggerated size amidst the high-intensity fucking every night.
With every penetration, the pain reaction became milder and milder. At the same time, the wetness between their legs gradually increased, resulting in better and better lubrication.
Naturally, every climax arrived faster and faster, occurring more and more frequently. Their reactions in bed also became increasingly uninhibited—
The past cries and struggles gradually transformed into suppressed, sweet, and sticky delicate moans.
Outside the bedroom, the firelight from the fireplace still flickered. The humidity inside the room slowly climbed once again. Today, such an atmosphere had already become the symbol of indulgence in the eyes of everyone in the house. So much so that every night when Yitong lit the fireplace, she couldn't control her panties from getting soaked with wetness.
Then, unsurprisingly, over an hour later, she would be pinned to the bed by Chuck in a breeding posture, letting out mature female pig-like squeals while being ruthlessly filled to the brim.
On the large circular bed in the bedroom, the harem members were scattered about, utterly defeated and stripped of their armor one by one. Chuck slowly withdrew his scalding heat soaked deep within Yitong's mature depths, his gaze finally turning to the South Korean sisters huddled together to the side, wearing shy and fearful expressions.
Thus, a few minutes later...
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
"Oppa!! It's too deep! It's too deep, ah ah ah!!"
[Lee Na-eun's trust level towards you has increased by 1 point! Current Trust Level: 54 (Enamored)]
Standing on the floor by the window, Chuck supported Lee Na-eun's slender, firm, and perky waist and buttocks with both hands, lifting her entirely off the bed while thrusting crazily. In just a moment, the light screen showing the trust level increase appeared before his eyes, just like every night in the past.
Those straight, long legs belonging to the South Korean idol were spread wide open, hanging in mid-air beside Chuck's waist. Her petite, tender feet spasmed crazily, her toes sometimes stretching straight and sometimes curling tightly into a ball, flailing wildly in the air due to the intense impacts.
Lee Na-eun's cries were now completely uninhibited. Even her form of address had turned into a coquettish "Oppa," carrying a sweet, sticky nasal tone.
Just as Chuck had concluded, the more unscrupulously he played with them, the more loyal they would become to him. This was the essence of women.
Chuck remained silent, like a ruthless female-fucking machine. Holding her slender body, he fiercely thrusted upwards, pushing her flat lower abdomen into a high bulge time and time again. Until the final, full-depth thrust, those supermodel-like long legs trembled violently. Her small feet spasmed and stretched taut in the air. Her pink short hair whipped wildly as she threw her flushed face back, letting out a high-pitched, sweet scream. Her entire body convulsed violently as she climaxed in absolute madness.
In the end, she hung onto Chuck, passing out like a humanoid fleshlight.
Panting heavily, he gently laid the unconscious South Korean idol on the bed, then turned to her older sister, who was kneeling by the bed, breathing rapidly according to his orders.
He patted Lee So-yeon's cool yet flushed cheek and said in a low voice:
"Come here. Drink your sister's juices clean."
Lee So-yeon's cheeks reddened, but despite facing such a shameful command, she didn't hesitate in the slightest. She obediently crawled in front of Chuck, lowered her head, parted her lips, and carefully savored her sister's lingering sweet juices like a little kitten, her movements gentle and submissive.
The numbing, warm, and soft sensation felt so good that Chuck subconsciously narrowed his eyes. Resting one hand on the hair at the back of her head, the empty feeling after the wheel battle made his thoughts gradually drift away.
The fundamental reason he was dissatisfied with Lee So-yeon in the beginning was that she wanted Chuck to have a woman by his side whom he could only look at but not touch.
Although he wouldn't admit it on the surface, this was actually a taboo for Chuck.
Whether he wanted to touch or not was one thing, but once he showed interest, a woman enjoying a stable life under his protection shouldn't have the right to refuse.
Now that the Lee sisters had completely become his women, reaching maximum trust was only a matter of time. However, there were still two women in the house he was "interested" in but had yet to obtain.
Wang Xinrui and Liu Siyao.
Judging by their looks alone, these two probably couldn't meet the cheat's companion standards. But the former had a simple and endearing personality, while the latter had an explosive figure—arguably the third milk cow besides Yitong and Janet—plus the added bonus of being an ancient person from the Tang Dynasty. Naturally, Chuck had sexual interest in both.
But the problem now was that the simple girl seemed a bit too simple. From morning till night, she just buried her head in work. After finishing her own duties, she even went to help shoulder others' burdens, seemingly trying to use high-intensity labor to make him ignore her value as a woman.
Meanwhile, the Tang Dynasty female merchant remained the same as two weeks ago. Her silkworm-raising work was impeccable, but beyond that, she completely isolated herself from communicating with others, solely focused on how to return to the Great Tang.
Yet for them, Chuck couldn't be as forceful as he was with the Lee sisters.
Looking at it now, if the hard way didn't work, perhaps he could only try the soft way?
Opening his eyes, Chuck sighed slightly. He looked down and patted Lee So-yeon's cheek again. The latter immediately understood. She obediently turned around and lay prone on the messy large bed. Just like before, she proactively reached her hands behind her back between her jade buttocks, her slender fingertips voluntarily spreading open her butterfly wings.
Chuck gripped her waist with one hand and forcefully thrusted in!
"Mmh ah~!!"
Accompanied by Lee So-yeon's unsuppressible, delighted delicate cry, the light screen surfaced once again.
[Lee So-yeon's trust level towards you has increased by 2 points! Current Trust Level: 58 (Enamored)]
...
The number of people routinely serving in bed every night further increased. With the addition of the Lee sisters, it had now officially reached double digits.
So much so that the originally very spacious circular large bed began to feel a bit crowded again.
Late at night.
After properly dealing with Lee So-yeon as well, Chuck went outside for some fresh air before bed as usual. Rather unexpectedly, he bumped into that quietly standing, plump figure in cyan.
Seeming to hear the sound of the door being pushed open behind her, Liu Siyao slowly turned around. On her face, which was noticeably more haggard and duller than a week ago, she squeezed out a smile. But illuminated by the moonlight, it inevitably looked somewhat desolate.
"Young Master Chuck."
"Why aren't you sleeping early today?"
Chuck still didn't care at all. Bare-assed and swaying his giant dragon, he rolled his neck in the night wind and slowly walked over to sit on the bench outside, under Liu Siyao's evasive gaze.
Over the past period, seemingly because she didn't get Chuck's help and the progress of building a boat herself fell far short of ideal, a hopeless Liu Siyao suffered quite a blow. She hadn't appeared late at night until today.
It seemed this woman... had something she wanted to say again.
Seeing that trace of hesitation and struggle on Liu Siyao's face, Chuck roughly guessed her intentions in his heart. But he didn't proactively expose it. Instead, he sat quietly on the bench, letting the cool night wind blow away the sweltering heat on his body, waiting silently and calmly.
Finally, as if making up her mind, Liu Siyao took a deep breath and looked at Chuck. Although her voice carried a bit of exhaustion, it was still clear and dignified.
"Young Master Chuck, this humble woman now understands that this island is no ordinary place. You, sir, are no ordinary person either. But this humble woman... truly cannot resign herself to her fate just like this..."
She paused slightly here, a noticeable trace of haggardness and unwillingness flashing deep in her eyes as she gritted her silver teeth. A glint of determination finally flickered in her almond eyes. The jet-black long hair she left loose before bed at midnight draped softly down to her waist. The massive breasts beneath her cyan shirt heaved gently with her breathing.
"I came late tonight to once again beseech you, sir, to lend a hand and help me build a wooden boat capable of leaving the island. If you are willing... whatever you demand, this humble woman will agree to it."
After Liu Siyao finished speaking, an uncontrollable blush surfaced on her cheeks. She slightly lowered her head. The plump breasts beneath her cyan shirt heaved gently with her breathing, but her fingers gripping her collar turned white from the force, never letting go.
Hearing these words, Chuck's brows furrowed tightly.
Chinese people have been tactful since ancient times, and ancients even more so compared to modern people. Although Liu Siyao didn't speak bluntly, these words were enough to express her meaning.
This meant she was willing to let Chuck have her body, just to sail out to sea.
Are ancient people all this stubborn?
Looking at the pair of big tits beneath the cyan shirt in front of him, a feeling of pity couldn't help but arise in Chuck's heart.
With the conversation reaching this point, one thing was certain: no matter how much Chuck tried to persuade her, Liu Siyao would never give up the path of building a boat to go out to sea.
In the end, there was only one choice left for Chuck.
To enjoy her body as he wished, then respect her fate, help her build a wooden boat to go to sea, and watch her disappear into the waves.
Thinking of this, Chuck shook his head and sighed helplessly.
"I've said it many times already, this is a dead end. But since you insist so much, then we'll do as you wish."
Hearing his answer, Liu Siyao's gloomy eyes finally lit up.
But immediately after, Chuck looked at her and added.
"I can agree to your request, help you build a boat, and even prepare food and water for your journey. But the return I want is more than just your body."
"Starting from the selection of the next batch of silkworm eggs until the end of cocooning, I will follow you the entire time. During this period, all the silkworm-raising techniques you know, including subsequent silk reeling, silk weaving, cloth dyeing, and so on—as long as it's a skill related to textiles, you must teach it all to me. Meanwhile, I will be responsible for helping you build a sturdy wooden boat. In the end, you and I will spend one night of passion together, and then I will personally send you out to sea. How about it?"
Hearing this, Liu Siyao's face flushed even redder.
Although dedicating her body was already within her expectations, wanting her techniques on raising silkworms and reeling silk was unexpected.
These were the means of making a living passed down from her ancestors... if outsiders were to know of them...
A flash of dilemma crossed Liu Siyao's almond eyes, but on second thought, she felt relieved.
This place was isolated from the world anyway. Were it not so, he couldn't have refused her previous proposal to exchange the luminous pearl and pure gold for a wooden boat. Even if she taught him everything, it would have no impact on her Yaoguang Society.
Moreover, if she truly lost her life in the ocean, the skills passed down through generations in her Liu family wouldn't completely be lost to the world.
And as for her innocence...
To stabilize the foundation of the Yaoguang Society, she had secretly presided over the big picture ever since her father suffered a stroke and lost his speech ten years ago. During this period, the people coming to her home to propose marriage went from an endless stream to scattered few, and finally to no one coming to their door at all today.
Now over thirty and still unmarried, whether in the eyes of her neighbors or in her own heart, she was already a woman destined to be lonely for a lifetime.
For her, the foundation of the Liu family was far more important than her personal happiness. Now that she was trapped on a deserted island, if there was still a glimmer of hope to return to Jiangnan, it was nothing more than a fleshy membrane... what harm was there in giving it to him?
Thinking of this, she finally raised her head and looked at Chuck again, her expression returning to calmness and composure, and gently nodded.
"Then I will listen to you, Young Master Chuck. But there is one more thing. Although my Liu family's textile techniques are not considered profound, they are quite complex. If you, sir..."
"Don't worry. Whether I can learn it or not is my own business. No matter what technique, I only need you to teach it once."
Chuck waved his hand confidently, interrupting her.
Seeing this, Liu Siyao said no more. Nodding once again, she silently turned around and walked towards the cave with steady steps.
Looking at her plump female body beneath that cyan shirt, Chuck sighed with regret once again.
Such an outstanding mature woman with massive breasts in ancient costume. He originally wanted to take her into his bed in the future, turning her into a follower or companion, maybe even making her another excellent milk cow. Now, he could only taste her just once, and then watch her walk towards the end of her life.
True, if he could retain the skills she mastered, the time spent with her wouldn't be in vain. But a regret was still a regret after all.
Chuck rested his hands on the back of the bench, tilted his head back to look at the night sky again, and muttered to himself.
"Then when the time comes... I definitely have to fuck her good until the sky goes dark and the earth spins..."