Feast of the Body

Chapter 3

"Wow, earning quite a bit, huh? Getting a personal check from Her Highness," Sister Liu sneered as she snatched the check from my hand without a second thought.

Seeing her take the check, I panicked and shouted, "How can you do this? I earned that money myself, not from being on display. Why do you get to take it all?"

Before I could finish, Sister Liu slapped me hard across the face, the sound echoing in the room. She laughed coldly, "Yours? Let me make this clear. As long as you're on this ship, all the money you make belongs to me. If you don't like it, I can have you thrown into the sea to feed the sharks right now."

I bit my lip and swallowed my anger. I knew she could really do it. On this luxurious cruise ship, people like her had absolute power. They could throw someone overboard in the dead of night without leaving any evidence, and I wasn't afraid of dying—I was afraid of leaving my sister without money for her treatment.

So, I watched helplessly as Sister Liu took all my money, not daring to utter another word. I silently collected my clothes and returned to the dressing room to put on my original outfit.

Dressed, I called home. My mother answered. My father had passed away when I was very young, leaving me, my mother, and my younger sister to fend for ourselves. Recently, my sister had been diagnosed with uremia, requiring a large sum of money for treatment. Desperate, I had come to work on this ship through an introduction.

I had just turned eighteen and had to drop out of school due to my sister's illness. Unable to find a job, I ended up selling my body to make money. If it weren't for the dire situation, who would want to debase themselves this way?

On the phone, I exchanged a few brief words with my mother before transferring the five thousand yuan I had earned this month to her, assuring her not to worry about the money—I would figure it out. I asked about my sister's condition and then hung up.

Facing the sea, I sighed. The five thousand yuan I earned this month was barely enough to scratch the surface of my sister's medical expenses. If I didn't find a way to make more money quickly, her condition would become critical.

After brooding for a while, I went back to my cabin to sleep. But as soon as I got there, I found it hard to sleep due to the sounds coming from the next room—moans of pleasure that grew louder and louder.

The occupant of the next room was Xu Yingying, whom I knew. She used to be a human feast performer too, but now that the female model feast was no longer popular—men generally preferred more physical encounters—she worked as a croupier in the ship's casino.

Our rooms were separated by just a thin wall, barely soundproof. To exaggerate, even if she farted, I could hear it clearly, let alone the sounds of her activities.

Curiosity got the better of me. I remembered a small hole in the wall between our rooms that offered a clear view of what was happening next door. Carefully, I peered through it.

The sight nearly made me nosebleed. The scene was incredibly explicit. Xu Yingying was being pinned down by an old man, her stockings rolled down to her knees, her legs draped over his shoulders as he moved frantically in a wheelbarrow position.

Xu Yingying was indeed quite attractive, with a stunning figure that had once made her a prime candidate for being a human feast model. The old man on top of her was someone I recognized, a supervisor on our ship, probably engaged in yet another transaction of power and pleasure.

After a few frantic thrusts, the old man was spent, collapsing on top of Xu Yingying, panting heavily. He laughed and blamed her allure for his quick finish, while Xu Yingying, skilled in flattery, responded that he had made her feel incredible, even in such a short time. I almost laughed out loud at her words, but the old man seemed pleased, giving her a generous amount of money before leaving.

Once the old man was gone, Xu Yingying glanced towards the peephole I was spying through, a cold smile playing on her lips. Panic surged through me, and I quickly retreated to my bed, burying myself under the covers, trying to force myself to sleep.

About ten minutes later, I was still too nervous to sleep when there was a knock on the door. My heart sank—I was sure it was Xu Yingying.

With a sinking feeling, I got up and opened the door, feigning grogginess. Xu Yingying stood there in a bathrobe, her half-exposed chest glaringly white and fragrant, her alluring figure causing me to swallow hard.

"Yingying, what's the matter? I was asleep," I said, rubbing my eyes, pretending to be confused.

Xu Yingying chuckled, tracing a finger down my chest in a teasing manner. "Don't play dumb. Enjoyed the show? Wasn't my body stunning?"

My face turned beet red, caught off guard by her bluntness. I had expected her to be angry, but instead, she was flirtatious and seductive.

Seeing my blush, she laughed and let her hand roam across my chest. Then, leaning closer, she whispered in my ear, "I heard you're still a virgin. Got excited just by a little tease? Your little brother must be aching, huh?"

She was right; due to my inexperience and the effects of the drug, I was incredibly sensitive, easily aroused by the slightest provocation. My lower body reacted, forming a noticeable tent in my pants.

"Come on, you're a precious one now. Let's talk in private," she said, pulling me into her room.

Once inside, she shut the door and pushed me onto her bed, straddling me. The thin bathrobe she wore allowed me to feel her warmth pressing against me.

She moaned softly, her eyes filled with seduction as she licked her lips. "I heard the Queen chose you today and gave you a lot of money. She must really like you. You're a valuable man now. Make sure to put in a good word for me with her. If I get promoted, I'll make sure you're always this satisfied."

News traveled fast on the ship. Even Xu Yingying, from the casino, had heard about it and had her own spin on the story. They all thought I was the Queen's chosen one now.

Before I could deny it, she kissed me deeply, her body pressing against mine like a snake. Her hand slipped down to my lower body, stroking me gently.

Although I found Xu Yingying attractive, I was repulsed by her actions. I tried to push her away, but my body refused to cooperate. The drug's effects still lingered, and the built-up tension made it impossible to resist. I felt a wave of pleasure washing over me.

Xu Yingying was an expert at pleasing men. She used her mouth and hands skillfully, making me feel things I had never felt before. Her touch made my whole body tingle with delight.

She noticed my reaction and smiled, "Feels good, doesn't it? There's more where that came from."

I was beyond thinking clearly, overwhelmed by the pleasure. I could only gasp for breath as she continued her ministrations. Her hand moved faster, and soon she bent down, taking me into her mouth.

The sensation was overwhelming. I almost passed out from the pleasure, my body trembling uncontrollably. Xu Yingying's tongue worked wonders, making me lose all sense of reality. At that moment, I wanted nothing more than for her to continue.