Golden Scale [EN]: Chapter 10

One Arrow, Two Eagles (1)

Yuè Líng stretched lazily. “Hmm… I slept so well. I wonder how things are going with Lóng Táng.” She looked at the time and realized it was already 9:00 AM. She quickly got out of bed, put on a date-colored camisole nightgown [a thin, often lace-trimmed nightgown], did a quick wash, and headed straight for the bedroom. She pressed her ear against the door to listen, but the soundproof walls and wooden door blocked any noise. Finding the key, she opened the door to a scene of vibrant sensuality. Rú Yún’s flushed face was buried in the pillow, her buttocks high in the air, as Hóu Lóng Tāo was vigorously thrusting into her from behind. After hearing Rú Yún’s words before bed last night, Hóu Lóng Tāo couldn’t figure out what she was planning. He was now a little afraid of this woman. Even when asleep, he wasn’t fully at ease, and the first ray of sunlight through the curtains woke him up.

Looking at the sleeping beauty beside him, he was filled with desire, and his lower body began to swell again. “This woman is so beautiful. Even if I can’t completely possess her, I must leave my mark on her.” With that thought, he took a tattoo gun from the leather bag under the bed.

The woman was awakened from her dream by a sharp pain, finding herself lying face down on the bed, with Hóu Lóng Tāo sitting on her thighs, doing something she couldn’t quite grasp. The pain came from her buttocks, not unbearable, but a constant drilling sensation, like a dentist’s drill, that sent shivers down her spine.

“Lóng Tāo, what… what are you doing? It hurts,” Rú Yún tried to struggle, but her thighs were pinned down, and she couldn’t move at all. “Yún Yún, don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you. It’ll be done soon.” But this “soon” lasted a whole hour. He wasn’t really doing anything, and she couldn’t resist, so Rú Yún could only endure it.

Hóu Lóng Tāo finally stopped, seemingly satisfied with the result, admiring it for a long time before leaning down to lick the woman’s smooth back. He slipped a hand between Rú Yún’s legs, rubbing her clitoris and pressing on her *yīn hù* [vulva], and soon the woman began to feel aroused. “Lóng Tāo… ah… aren’t you done yet?”

Since Rú Yún had decided to give this man a chance, and his strange actions hadn’t left any lasting discomfort, she was feeling quite comfortable with his caresses, so she didn’t resist when the man’s *yáng jù* [penis] entered her. After the intercourse, he then penetrated her from the rear, which was initially painful, but with last night’s experience, she knew the pain would soon turn to pleasure, and indeed, she soon felt intense bliss.

Yue Ling saw the two in the middle of intercourse, assuming that Rú Yún had already accepted her lover, and happily walked over. “Tāo, you really have a way with women. Sister Yún, from now on, we sisters will serve…” She stopped mid-sentence, stunned, because she saw that Rú Yún’s hands were still cuffed behind her back, and the man wasn’t penetrating her vagina. Even more shocking, on Rú Yún’s white, jade-like left buttock, were tattooed two Chinese characters for “rose.”

“Tāo… this…” Yuè Líng also knelt on the bed, seeing that Rú Yún’s face didn’t show any pain, and felt slightly relieved. “Why is Sister Yún still wearing handcuffs?” Hóu Lóng Tāo put his arm around Yuè Líng’s waist, kissing her while continuing to penetrate Rú Yún’s anus.

“Mmm…” Yuè Líng was a little intoxicated, feeling the man’s hand slip under her nightgown, kneading her round buttocks. “Tāo… I want…” Just then, Rú Yún suddenly cried out, “Ah… it’s coming… it’s coming… hurry…” Her buttocks were pushing back desperately.

Kissing Yuè Líng’s cherry lips again, he released her. “Wait until I’ve pleased our CEO Xu, and then I’ll devote myself to you. We don’t have many chances left.” Yuè Líng was a little anxious when she heard this. “What do you mean, not many chances left?” Hóu Lóng Tāo just smiled bitterly, not answering directly, and thrust hard twice. “Ask your good Sister Yún.”

Yuè Líng immediately leaned close to Rú Yún. “Sister Yún, what does Lóng Táng mean?” Rú Yún’s orgasm was imminent, and she had no time to pay attention to her. “Coming… ah… I’m releasing…” The man withdrew his *yáng jù* [penis], and Rú Yún’s anus couldn’t tighten for a moment, feeling like a big hole had been opened in her butt.

He then pressed down on Yuè Líng. “Líng’er, let’s talk after I’ve loved you enough.” Hóu Lóng Tāo was kissing her, thinking of the cat he had raised when he was young, and the look in its eyes before it was castrated. His nose tingled, and his eyes welled up. Seeing her lover’s heavy expression, Yuè Líng knew things had gone wrong. At this moment, her lover was still so attached to her, and she steeled her heart. “Tāo, no matter what, I’m yours. Love me…”

Pushing her nightgown up to her waist, he began to kiss her *yīn xué* [cunt]. Before long, Yuè Líng’s *aì yè* [vaginal fluids] flowed out. “Mmm… Tāo… I love you… mmm…” She pressed the man’s head with both hands, gently arching her buttocks, cooperating with his actions. Rú Yún, panting heavily on the side, looked at Yuè Líng’s happy face, but also saw a hint of sorrow, making her both cute and pitiful.

“Sigh, Yuè Líng, even if it’s for you, I have to give him a chance.” In her heart, she found another reason to accept Hóu Lóng Tāo, and with a nudge of her head against the pillow, she kissed Yuè Líng.

Yuè Líng wasn’t an unreasonable woman. She knew she couldn’t blame Rú Yún for not agreeing to her lover’s request. The two women had a very good relationship, so she accepted her kiss, determined that after the *wū shān yún yǔ* [sexual encounter], she would beg her to let her lover go.

The two women kissed passionately, and Hóu Lóng Tāo naturally wanted to join in the fun. He inserted himself into Yuè Líng’s spring-flooded *yīn zhōng* [vagina], thrusting while leaning his upper body down, pinching her *nǎi zi* [breasts] with his left hand, and grabbing Rú Yún’s hair with his right hand, pulling her head back a little, so that all three tongues were extended, licking each other.

Pulling a pillow to place under Yuè Líng’s buttocks, he then hugged Rú Yún and made her kneel on her stomach, inserting the electric *yáng jù* [penis] into Rú Yún’s *Bī* [cunt] seam, letting the two women continue to kiss, while he fucked Yuè Líng, rubbing Rú Yún’s *nǎi zi* [breasts], and kissing and licking her *yīn chún* [labia] and anus.

The two women were played by this fated demon star, their *jiào chuǎn* [moaning] cries rising and falling. Hóu Lóng Tāo then put the leather panties back on Yuè Líng, lay down on the bed, and had Rú Yún ride on his waist, his *jī bā* [dick] thrusting into her *xué* [hole], while Yuè Líng stabbed into Rú Yún’s anus from behind, and they all began to fuck.

“Ah… God… don’t come together… I’ll… ah… I’ll die… ah… ah…” Rú Yún was almost raped crazy, feeling two hard rods hitting each other through the intestinal wall and *yīn dào* [vagina] wall. She already had the illusion of floating on clouds, afraid of saying unbearable words, so she used a passionate kiss with the man to block her mouth.

But lewd words still leaked from the two women’s lips. “Husband… I’m going to be fucked to death by you… Yuè Líng… my butt feels so good being plugged by you… ah… Husband… play me to death… I want to die under your big *jī bā* [dick]… ah…” Hóu Lóng Tāo and Yuè Líng were both seeing Rú Yún so enthusiastic and excited for the first time, and were infected by her, involuntarily increasing the speed and power of their thrusts. As a result, Rú Yún felt waves of pleasure, orgasming three times in a row, and fainted. The man then turned his attention to Yuè Líng, holding her and sitting on the edge of the bed, fucking her hard for more than twenty minutes. Knowing she was in her safe period, he shot directly into the depths of her *xué* [hole]. Stroking Yuè Líng’s delicate body, and enjoying the afterglow of the orgasm with her, he kissed her face and lips with infinite affection. Yuè Líng seemed to feel her lover’s attachment and reluctance, stroking his hair. “Tāo, let’s beg Sister Yún again. Maybe she’ll think of the one-night stand…”

“Hmph, does begging me work?” Rú Yún had already woken up, leaning against the headboard, interrupting Yuè Líng’s words. Yuè Líng broke free from the man’s arms, knelt in front of the bed, tears welling up in her eyes. “Sister Yún, if… if Lóng Tāo… I really can’t live without him…” “Useless, being like this for a man.” Rú Yún ignored Yuè Líng and said to Hóu Lóng Tāo, “What else do you want?”

“Líng’er, don’t beg her. It’s just going to jail, it’s not like I can’t get out.” He then unlocked Rú Yún’s handcuffs and pulled Yuè Líng up, holding her in his arms. Firstly, he couldn’t stand Rú Yún’s attitude of turning her face after she was done, and secondly, he couldn’t stand Yuè Líng giving up her dignity for him. He threw all the plans he had thought up last night to the back of his mind.

Since he wouldn’t let Yuè Líng plead, he had to threaten her directly with the camera. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Rú Yún say, “Lóng Tāo, where are your clothes?” “In the room.” “Go clean up, and come to the room in half an hour to see me.” After speaking, she got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Hóu Lóng Tāo saw that there was still room for negotiation, so he pinched Yuè Líng’s butt and left the bedroom…

Hóu Lóng Tāo walked into the room. Rú Yún was sitting behind the desk, wearing light makeup, frameless glasses, and her long hair was coiled back on her head. She no longer had the charming appearance she had on the bed. She was wearing a flesh-colored silk robe, looking dignified and luxurious. He felt like it was his first day reporting to the company, and he was a little nervous. “Lóng Tāo, sit down.” Hóu Lóng Tāo obediently sat on the sofa by the wall. He looked up and saw Yuè Líng next to Rú Yún with a happy face, knowing that he probably wouldn’t have to go to court, and half of his hanging heart was relieved.

Rú Yún glanced at Yuè Líng and said to Hóu Lóng Tāo, “I think you can already guess that I accept your first condition. You don’t have to worry about going to jail for the time being. Part of what happened this morning was voluntary, so I won’t argue with you, but everything you did to me last night, and me…” At this point, two red clouds floated onto her face.

“The two characters on my body can’t just be forgotten. So I decided to be your woman, hey, don’t be too happy too soon.” Seeing the man looking overjoyed, jumping up from the sofa, she quickly warned him. Hóu Lóng Tāo obediently sat back down. He was now so happy he was going crazy.

Rú Yún paused for a moment, letting him calm down a little. “But with you as you are now, it’s not enough for me to fully trust you. I can give you two years. As long as you can make a career, I will wholeheartedly be your… those two characters you tattooed on me. But if after two years, you are still a failure, not only will I leave you, but I will also bring up the old accounts and send you to prison. Do you have any objections?”

“Hehehe…” The man smiled, smoothing his hair back. “Objections? Can I kiss you now?” “No, I still have a few questions to ask.” Hóu Lóng Tāo thought, “As long as you don’t ask me how I became this manager, I might as well tell you the rest.” “Besides me and Yuè Líng, how many other women do you have?” “Two.” “How many more do you plan to have?” “I don’t know, we’ll see.” “Hmph, what a playboy. If you could put all your energy into chasing women into your career, that would be great. I don’t have too many restrictions on you in this regard. I know that true love doesn’t necessarily have to be between one man and one woman.” Her ex-husband never touched flowers, but what happened in the end? For someone like Hóu Lóng Tāo, three wives and four concubines are the most suitable match.

Any man would be happy to hear this, but Hóu Lóng Tāo frowned. “There’s something I want to make clear. I value a woman’s loyalty to me the most. True love doesn’t necessarily have to be between one man and one woman, but I want one man and many women, not one woman and many men.” Rú Yún smiled slightly, walking out from behind the desk. “Don’t worry about me, you should pay more attention to your own body. Okay, let’s settle our affairs like this. You should go back to the company quickly. Xin Rú Yān will be unhappy if she doesn’t see you for a day.” Without asking, Yuè Líng must have told her about Rú Yān.

Hóu Lóng Tāo got up, put his arm around Rú Yún’s slender waist, pressed his lips to hers and kissed her. Rú Yún let him taste her fragrant saliva and tender tongue. He hugged her waist, lifted her feet off the ground, and placed her on the desk. “Ah!” Rú Yún cried out in pain, and jumped down, covering her butt with her left hand. Only then did she remember that she had just been tattooed, and couldn’t touch it forcefully for several hours. He quickly turned her around, lifted her robe, and saw that she wasn’t even wearing underwear. On her snow-white buttocks were tattooed two lì [power] characters.

Hóu Lóng Tāo squatted down, gently rubbing Rú Yún’s plump buttocks, burying his mouth and nose in the butt crack. “Hmm… so fragrant.” “You’re really something, with these two characters, how am I supposed to see anyone in the future?” Rú Yún turned her head, pushing him lightly in a coquettish manner. “See who? Only I can see it here. If any man dares to take a look, I’ll kill him.” Hóu Lóng Tāo licked those two characters carefully again before getting up.

Yuè Líng walked over, snuggling into the man’s arms. “Tāo, I… I want one too.” “Want what?” “Want those two characters. You gave them to Sister Yún, you have to give them to me too. You can’t be biased.” Women are truly jealous creatures. Seeing that her lover liked the tattoo on another woman’s body, she had to have one too.

As a result, Hóu Lóng Tāo spent another hour tattooing the same two characters on Yuè Líng’s left buttock, but the color was changed to orange. After he left,

The two women walked into the bathroom, standing back to back in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, bending over together. Looking back, the mirror reflected two plump snow buttocks and the four reversed Chinese characters on them: “Slave Love” (奴爱).

The tattoo was really well done. This was all thanks to Hóu Lóng Tāo working in a tattoo shop in the United States for half a year, practicing with the equipment in his spare time, and bringing a set back with him when he returned to China…

Leaving Rú Yún and Yuè Líng, it was almost 1:30 PM. The SL500 was driving on a not-so-wide road, a two-way single lane. Just as he was about to light a cigarette, a Buick came up behind him, honking at him. “You damn bastard, going to die? Motherfucker, I’m not going to drive fast, I’ll make you anxious to death.” Road rage is really terrible. There was an old man crossing the road ahead, and Hóu Lóng Tāo slowed down even more. The Buick was held back for four or five minutes, and couldn’t stand it any longer. It turned the wheel and overtook on the wrong side of the road. The oncoming traffic forced it to turn the wheel sharply again, knocking down the old man who was crossing the road.

The Buick slowed down at first, then accelerated and fled. A dozen passersby had gathered around, pointing and talking, but no one went up to help. Hóu Lóng Tāo stopped the car. He couldn’t stand the current social atmosphere of not helping those in need, and he had some responsibility, so he couldn’t ignore it.

He got out of the car, separated the crowd, and squatted down to take a look. The old man was already unconscious. He couldn’t see any external injuries, but he couldn’t wake him up no matter how he called. “Are you all fucking stupid, just watching? Hurry up and help me get him into the car.” He took the old man to Anzhen Hospital, paid 6,000 yuan for the surgery and hospitalization deposit, and called Rú Yān, telling her that he couldn’t go today.

The traffic police found Hóu Lóng Tāo, and he told them what happened, and provided the license plate of the hit-and-run vehicle. “Have you notified the old man’s family?” “He has no family, he’s all alone. Sigh, an old man in his nineties, with no children, and hit by a car, how unlucky.” The police officer taking the statement said helplessly.

“Ninety-something!?” Hóu Lóng Tāo was really shocked. Looking at the old man’s appearance and the agility with which he crossed the road, he thought he was only sixty or so. “Yes, born in 1910, isn’t that ninety-something?” The police officer looked at the old man’s ID card again. Hóu Lóng Tāo also leaned over to take a look. Sure enough, he was born in 1910, named Zōu Kāng Nián.

At this time, the attending doctor came in. The police officer asked him, “Was he rescued?” “It’s still difficult, the situation is not very stable.” “When can we talk to him?” The doctor looked very embarrassed. “Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe he won’t wake up.”

The police officer got up and shook hands with the doctor. “If he wakes up, please notify us at any time.” He turned to Hóu Lóng Tāo. “We’ll contact you again. You paid for everything, right? After we find the perpetrator, we’ll return it to you. You can go.” Before leaving, Hóu Lóng Tāo went to the old man’s ward. No matter how he looked at it, he didn’t look like someone in his nineties. Seeing the old man lying alone in the empty intensive care unit, he really felt bad. He had beaten up a lot of people, but he had never really wanted to take anyone’s life. The old man had become like this because he wanted to fight for that “one breath,” and his conscience really couldn’t take it. He left his phone number with the nurse, telling her to notify him if there were any changes in the old man’s condition.

From then on, Hóu Lóng Tāo often came to visit Zōu Kāng Nián, but he never woke up. Although the perpetrator was arrested, he only paid the money and never came to see the old man. Hóu Lóng Tāo’s women all came with him, and felt that their lover was humane and responsible, and they were even more determined in their love for him. Even Rú Yún was considering whether to give him a little more time to meet her requirements… (金鳞岂是池中物) [How could a golden dragon be confined to a pond?]