Every time she glanced back at Prince Jing, that seductive smile was plastered across her face.
Yet, whenever she caught a glimpse of me, the look of mockery and disdain on her face turned me on immensely.
"Ah—Your Highness Prince Jing, this bitch's pussy feels so good! It's amazing! You're fucking me into ecstasy!"
My wife writhed her ample buttocks lewdly, moving in sync with Prince Jing's thrusts as she cried out.
Meanwhile, Prince Jing's cock never paused for a moment inside her wanton pussy.
*Slap, slap, slap, slap...*
Amidst the rapid sounds of bodies colliding, their rhythm became increasingly synchronized.
Watching my wife's voluptuous, trembling buttocks, Prince Jing raised his hand and delivered heavy slaps, sending waves of flesh rippling violently across her rear.
"Hahaha... You bitch! From now on, you'll let me fuck you every single day right in front of your cuckold husband!"
"Yes! I'll be your plaything, Prince Jing—your sex slave for you to use however you please!"
*Slap, slap, slap, slap...*
The crisp sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed endlessly through the brothel as both my wife and I were subjected to vigorous, brutal fucking.
Dozens of cocks were thrusting and pounding hard into my slutty pussy, asshole, and mouth.
Meanwhile, over on the other side, my wife was being ravished and impregnated by a thick, massive cock. After ejaculating into his wife's slutty pussy for the first time, Prince Jing fed her a drug that would ensure conception.
By the time he ejaculated a second time, his wife was already carrying Prince Jing's bastard in her womb.
The men showed me no mercy either; after being subjected to dozens of rounds of ejaculation, I, too, was carrying some man's bastard in my belly.
While I was being gang-raped by the men, Prince Jing—having ejaculated three times inside his wife and successfully impregnated her—sat down on a chair, holding her contentedly in his arms.
As Prince Jing savored the lingering sensation of his wife's slutty pussy, she whispered something into his ear with a lewd, seductive look on her face.
Upon hearing her words, Prince Jing's eyes lit up with excitement.
When she finished speaking, he burst into loud laughter.
"Hahahaha... You really are a fucking slut! To think you'd come up with an idea like that! Good! I'll grant your wish! Someone, bring me paper and a brush!"
Moments later, a servant from the brothel brought the writing materials.
Taking the paper and brush, my wife immediately scribbled furiously for a while before pressing her handprint onto the document.
"I, Yun Yuxin, hereby declare that from this day forth, I am divorcing my spineless, lowly, and shameless bastard of a husband, Long Tianxiang. From this day on, Long Tianxiang is no longer my husband; I, Yun Yuxin, am a free woman once more!"
After writing it, my wife read the declaration aloud.
Hearing what she had written, I felt a mix of agony and an even more intense, burning heat in my slutty pussy. I knew this was my wife's way of punishing me—punishing me for sealing her internal energy so she could be fucked by someone else.
"Long Tianxiang, did you hear that? Your wife is dumping you, her good-for-nothing husband! She won't be your wife anymore!"
As Prince Jing shouted this at me, he vigorously kneaded my wife's full, voluptuous breasts, causing bright white fluid to spray continuously from her flushed, crimson nipples.
"I heard it! My wife doesn't want a good-for-nothing husband like me anymore! I'm no longer her husband!"
I shouted back, my voice thick with tears; it was impossible to tell if I was crying out of the pain of being fucked or the sorrow of losing my wife.
"Heh heh! You slut, tell your husband—why are you dumping him?"
Prince Jing asked her triumphantly.
"Mmm... It's because I want to be a concubine for His Highness Prince Jing! Only a man like Prince Jing is worthy of being my husband!"
My wife cried out, her face wearing a look of wanton seductiveness.
"Long Tianxiang, did you hear that? From now on, she is my wife—your mistress and superior. If you, you spineless cuckold, aren't happy about it, then get lost! Tomorrow, I'll go to my Imperial Father and propose taking her as a consort. She's going to be my lawfully wedded wife! Hahahaha..."
Prince Jing declared loudly, his face alight with excitement.
Upon hearing Prince Jing's words, I was momentarily stunned, then stared blankly at my wife.
My dazed, pained expression made my wife panic slightly; she immediately mouthed the word "game."
Seeing her mouth that word, I instantly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that just as I didn't want my wife to suffer, she didn't want me to be heartbroken either.
Upon realizing my wife's feelings, I felt relieved, yet a wave of lewd, debased pleasure surged through me instantly.
My beautiful wife was about to marry another man—and she would be doing so only after casting me aside.
Could there be any humiliation more intense than this?
"Your Highness Prince Jing, I beg you... I know I am unworthy, but please, let me stay by my wife's—no, the Princess's—side. I cannot bear to be apart from her; I beg you, even if I have to serve as a lowly slave, that would be enough!"
I pleaded loudly to Prince Jing.
"You spineless wretch, consider yourself lucky. My husband felt pity for you just now and decided that when he marries me, he'll take you on as a concubine too. Hurry up and kowtow to thank my husband! But mark my words: you're getting the title of concubine only because we don't want to offend your parents. Your status is that of a slave—lower even than a common servant. You are to call my husband 'Master' and me 'Mistress.' Do you understand?"
My wife spoke to me with a look of utter contempt.
"Yes! Thank you, Master! Thank you, Mistress! I shall serve you both faithfully from now on!"
I replied immediately, my tone servile and abject.
My groveling demeanor made everyone in the brothel burst into laughter; the jeering sounds acted as the ultimate aphrodisiac for me.
Unable to hold back any longer, I let out a shameless, lustful cry as I reached my climax.
In the haze of my orgasm, I envisioned my wife and Prince Jing dressed in brilliant red wedding robes, performing the marriage rites and entering the bridal chamber, while I—in my debased state—waited upon them...