The Forest Keeper

Feng Choo walked silently through the imperial forest, despite his sturdy boots he made no sound. He had his crossbow slung over his shoulder, his hunting knife on his belt and was watching life in the forest carefully. He remembered how he had come here.

His mother used to be in Emperor Teng's women's house, but when she became pregnant she had to leave the harem. She had been a very respected concubine and no one stopped her when she entered the harem accompanied by her son. He had just overcome puberty and was now the pike in the carp pond. Of course no man was allowed to enter the emperor's harem, but he was the son of a famous mother.

The boy let the ladies in the harem spoil him, so he returned the favor by fucking as many harem ladies as he could. They opened their thighs willingly and receptively, because they missed fucking so much, masturbation or clitlicking were only a poor substitute. They let him squirt his full load inside, nobody thought about contraception in China 2,000 years ago. And you had to admit that Feng was very skillful and experienced at fucking.

Feng and his mother only disappeared at sunset, when Emperor Teng walked through the harem and chose the flower for that night. The emperor did not marry; he had his hands full ruling the country justly and with a firm hand for 55 years. He had fathered over 100 sons as bastards and appointed one of them as heir to the throne every year. This caused some unrest among the sons. The emperor kept his sons close and watched them closely. He did not listen to his advisors and sycophants for a moment on this point, he relied entirely on his gut feeling and his own judgment.

The young Feng Choo fucked all day in the emperor's harem, he fucked well and they opened their thighs willingly and eagerly. He only rarely fucked the older ladies, but most of them were young and crispy, none over 30. He had been accompanying his mother to the harem for 3 years when a nasty tongue betrayed the 24-year-old Feng. He had been invited to the emperor's private chambers at 8 o'clock the next day. He arrived on time with shaking knees and threw himself on the floor in front of the emperor, greeting the Ruler of Heavens with respect. Emperor Teng chased everyone out of his office, sat down behind the desk and asked Feng Choo to sit opposite him.

"Honorable Feng Choo!" began the Emperor, "Son of the honorable Lady Choo! Did I just say 'honorable'? No, your mother was not quite as honorable as she should have been, I mostly preferred her until she became pregnant by one of my officers, with you, my friend! I had to disown her because you were not my child. That is written in our law, which even the Emperor must obey. Can you follow me, young Choo?" asked the Emperor. "I would have gladly adopted you as a bastard, but a malicious tongue has betrayed your mother's secret. I had the tongue impaled on the city wall right next to the head, because I will not tolerate treason or a traitor, even if I benefit from the treason."

The emperor sipped his tea. "Now I'm told that you break into my women's house every day and fuck the flowers in my garden, which is notoriously forbidden under penalty of death. Although the law says so, your life belongs to me as my subject. I'm still undecided. Tell me, young Choo, how did you get into my harem and how many of my girls have you fucked? Answer!" The emperor still looked stern, the frown between his eyebrows deep and threatening.

Feng lowered his head and looked at the ground. "Honorable emperor, Lord of Heaven! I would really like to answer, but I fear the worst for my parents. I am their obedient and loyal son and will therefore remain silent. I'll lose my head, but don't punish my dear parents!" Emperor Teng's eyebrows danced in displeasure. "I give you my word that not a hair on your parents' head will be harmed, except for murder and manslaughter." The furrow between his eyebrows deepened. "So, how could you sneak into the harem!?"

Feng looked up, straight into the emperor's eyes. "I accompanied my mother, Lady Choo, to the women's house every day, she was greeted kindly by everyone and let through." The emperor asked curiously, "How long?" and Feng answered, "A little over three years, Your Majesty!" The furrow between the emperor's eyebrows disappeared and he suddenly smiled. "And have you picked more than just one of my flowers, my dear gardener? Which one has heated your temper?" The emperor leaned forward. "All of them, Your Majesty, all of them!" Feng waited for the threatening thunder from the sky. The emperor's mouth fell open. "Did you say 'all'?" Feng wanted to hide somewhere. "Yes, Your Majesty, I picked all of the flowers, all of them without exception!" Feng felt the cold steel of the executioner on his neck. The emperor began to laugh loudly, quite un-imperially, he slapped his thighs and laughed until the tears flowed.

"You're one of a boy, young Choo. A real stud! — you fucked all 300 of them!?" Feng nodded, "Yes, Your Majesty, all of them! They are all very young and beautiful, none older than 30 and each one more beautiful than the next! I couldn't help but take them all, Your Majesty! They are all honorable, chaste women, not a single one lacked respect or veneration for you! I was just a distraction for the ladies, nothing serious." He was silent, as was the emperor. He thought for a long time.

"I have to admire your skill, Mr. Choo! You're really getting me into trouble. Firstly, I can have you beheaded, but at the same time I have to punish my dear, beautiful women, or at least put them in a monastery. That would be a very expensive solution, I realize that. Or secondly, I can let you live, we keep quiet and it costs me nothing. Of course you would have to give me your word to keep quiet about the matter! What do you think about that!?"

Feng breathed a sigh of relief. "No heads rolling, no monastery for the most beautiful women in your empire, no enormous expenses to fill the empty women's house!" Feng knelt down before the emperor. "I would very much like to keep my head and spare you all the inconvenience, Your Majesty! I swear by all the gods that I will never mention it again because you are so kind, Your Majesty! My word, Your Majesty!" The emperor had long been thinking about the next steps.

"Feng Choo, I appoint you forest ranger in the imperial forest in the kingdom of Qin! That is 45 days' march or 10 days on horseback from here and I forbid you to enter my imperial city without my express permission. Become a good forest ranger, find yourself a good wife in Qin and live in peace! Nothing will happen to your parents, nor to my wives. We will take this secret to the grave, it can't harm anyone. Now, get up, I will arrange all the formalities. You set off tomorrow at sunrise, take a horse. Farewell, have a good journey!"

Feng discovered a strange trail in the forest. It couldn't be an animal, and people were supposed to stay away from the imperial forest. He followed the trail with quick steps, he had to drive the guy away with kind words or a good shot from his crossbow. He had never had to kill anyone before, the herbalists or the poachers listened to his words. He ran now, the guy must be very close by. He reached the small lake, the trail led straight to it. He stopped on the bank. He was captivated by the sight.

A little girl, maybe 10 years old, was sitting on the rock in the middle of the water. She looked at him and he at her. He could see her pussy between the child's thighs under her dirty skirt. A small, black fluffy down on her pubic mound told him that she must be older than 10 years. She was silent, so he told her his name and that he was the forest ranger for this section. It was expressly forbidden to enter the imperial forest. She had to tell him who she was, where her parents were and what she was doing here? She thought for a minute, then she spoke in the local dialect.

"My name is Hua-Lin, I've been crawling and roaming through the forest for three days. The Mongols attacked our little town Din-ang, murdered my parents and let me go, probably because they thought I was too young to be raped. I immediately ran into the forest while they were still discussing whether they could sell me as a slave. I managed to escape unseen. I have no one now, my parents were murdered, my grandparents died a long time ago. I've been living on berries and fruit, but I'm still hungry." He sat down next to the rock, grabbed the food from his backpack and made a sandwich. He took a hearty bite and chewed it, obviously in a happy mood.

Hua-Lin asked if she could have a bite, maybe? Feng nodded, "Of course, you just have to come down." She came down as quick as a weasel and sat down next to him. He gave her the bread and made a new one. He wasn't hungry, but she ate four sandwiches with ravenous appetite. "Ugh, now I'm finally full again!" she exclaimed. He asked how old she was. She gave him a suspicious glance from the side. "13," she said, "turned 13 six or seven weeks ago." She began to cry quietly at the memory. He put his arm around her shoulder and waited patiently until she sniffled and stopped crying.

"I could show you the path that leads directly to the city of Din-ang," he said. Hua-Lin shuddered. "That's where I come from, the Mongols are probably still there, they plunder and murder. No, not there, please don't!" He shook his head. "What are we going to do!?" She began to cry again. "I'm an orphan, a complete orphan, all alone in the world!" Feng didn't have to think long. "Come to me first, I have a small hut that is actually only intended for one person. But you can sleep on a fur and would be much safer there than here in the forest. Actually, one of my tasks is to banish strangers from the forest, but you are a special case. Come, let's go!" After half an hour they had arrived at the hut.

Feng rummaged through his chest. He found a clean cloth to cover the wild boar fur and a long shirt that she could put on instead of the dirty dress. He pressed the soap into her hand so that she could wash herself and her dress in the clear little stream behind the house. She nodded and left the door open because she was still very afraid. She stepped naked into the stream and washed herself. He looked out the window. Hua-Lin was a very pretty, but very young girl and he looked at her body with pleasure. He hadn't fucked a woman for three years and was accordingly in a sexual mood. But he pulled himself together. She was a very young girl, only 13 years old and perhaps still inexperienced, perhaps even a virgin. He knew he would not touch her. She washed her dress with the soap and he stared at her little buttocks jiggling as she worked. She put on the long shirt and came in.

After sunset he put the second wild boar skin on the ground so that she could cover herself with the other one. They went to sleep because they were both very tired. The next morning he woke up at sunrise as usual and made tea. He would go on patrol during the day and would be back in the evening. Hua-Lin shook her head; she did not want to be alone. She was coming with him. He gave her the smallest boots and a few rags with which she could stuff the boots. He put a strong cloth around her shoulders as it could get quite cold in the afternoon. She also got a backpack in which she could carry the cloth and her food. Then they set off. He walked part of his territory; he had divided it up to visit one after the other. In the evening they came home and he cooked a good vegetable soup with rabbit meat. They both ate well and he said, after looking at the clouds, that the rain was coming tonight. They went to sleep like yesterday.

She woke him up in the middle of the night. The rain lashed against the windows, lightning and thunders made a real noise. "Master Feng, Master Feng! I'm so scared, can I come into your bed?" she complained. He grumbled sullenly that there was nothing to be afraid of, but she had already slipped under the covers with him. He was suddenly wide awake. She was completely naked like him, she had to press herself against him because the bed was quite narrow. He put an arm around her and she laid her head on his armpit. He held her with one hand on her buttocks so that she didn't fall out. Despite his reservations, it aroused him that she pressed her pussy and her fluffy down against his body. She stroked his chest with one hand and flinched at every clap of thunder. Her hand slid lower and lower, she clutched his cock. It became completely stiff in her warm hand. "Shall I do it to you?" she whispered. He shook his head. "Only Tuesday and Saturday," he joked. "Damnit, damnit!" she whispered, "it's only Sunday today!" He grinned like a rascal. "Come on, let's sleep without any poppycock now, we have to check tomorrow morning what damage the storm has caused!" They slept, he held her buttocks in his paw, she clutched his cock until morning.

The storm had not abated. "Shall we drink tea, then go back to the warm bed?" she asked and he agreed. They drank tea and snuggled up together in the warm bed. "Are you still a virgin or are you already fucking?" he asked quite directly. She shook her head. "No, I'm not a virgin anymore, I've only fucked... one man so far, and not very often." He suspected that there was more to tell. He asked her to tell everything, they had plenty of time, the storm would not pass so quickly. She snuggled up to him and held his cock while she talked.

"I always slept at my parents' bed. The father wasn't really happy about the child being there while they were fucking, but the mother insisted. Those were the only things the parents disagreed on. My mother urged my father to take my virginity, after all I was already 12! He resisted, she was too attached to old customs that no longer fit in with modern times. He remained stubborn, the decision was mine, not hers. At least he gave a bit in and let me lie next to him, Mother learned me to rub his cock and let the juice squirt into my mouth to swallow it. I agreed to that, I said to my father."

Mother did not give up. "Look, I'm already a really old woman, wouldn't it be better for you to fuck the young girl?" she asked him again and again, but he shook his head. "Hua-Lin will decide when it feels good for her!" It was difficult for me to remain neutral because I loved both of them equally. I spoke to them separately and tried to form an opinion. Shortly before my 13th birthday, I had told father that I was ready now. He nodded silently and deflowered me that evening. I was very proud to be a real woman now and that mother no longer had to nagging. He also fucked mother now much more often than before, the argument was over and she loved him again without restrictions. He fucked me every few days, I liked that very much, although I didn't have an orgasm when we fucked and masturbated to orgasm at night when they were both asleep."

"Then the Mongols attacked us. They robbed, murdered and raped because they are wild animals. They stabbed father and left him there. Fed-up tigers also leave their prey there, and so do the Mongols. They grabbed mother, ripped off her dress and raped her, one after the other. Mother screamed and fought back at first, but she had very strong orgasms. She no longer screamed, she no longer fought back. They raped mother as long as one of the horde could still fuck her. Mother was dead tired from all the orgasms and almost fell over. The last one grabbed her by the hair and slit her throat. Thank God she died instantly. They thought I was a child and discussed whether it would be worth selling me into slavery. But by then I had long since run off into the woods. And so you found me and took me in." Hua-Lin was silent, tears rolled down her cheeks, but she held Feng's cock tightly in her fist. Now it was Feng's turn to tell about his life.

He cleared his throat. "To make it clear, I have to tell you about my mother. She lived in Emperor Teng's women's house as one of over 350 concubines. She was beautiful and very popular with everyone. Like all these girls and young women, she had secretly many lovers, which was of course strictly forbidden. But the sex drive cannot be locked up, as you probably already know. She was head over heels in love with a young, handsome officer, his name was Fei Meng. He was my biological father and Mama had to leave the women's house and the Emperor married her to a veteran general, General Choo, who was a very, very decent man. He became my father, and my mother and I lived a very good life. She and father slept in separate rooms, and I slept with mother from an early age. She prepared me from an early age to live like a man. We loved to cuddle naked together, I watched her masturbate and she rubbed my little cock, even though I couldn't ejaculate yet. I had very good private tutors and was trained in all areas so that I could later get a good job at the imperial court."

"I could squirt at some point, so she showed me how to fuck and everything I had to be able to do. If you wanted to get ahead at the imperial court, you had to be able to fuck well. The first time I was really scared. She hugged me tenderly and said I had to learn the fucking now, that was the way it should be done. I was still scared when she put my cock into her dark hole. "Well, don't you notice how good it feels?" she whispered. She was right, of course, she was always right. "And now you have to thrust, you've probably seen it already!" That was true, I had always spied on the maids when they sneaked into the stables to get a hard thrust from the stable hands. So I imitated them, I pushed as hard as I could into Mom's hole."

"She smiled and whispered that I was doing it right. I froze and said tearfully, "Mom, I think it's coming!" She nodded and said I had to keep pushing and squirting inside and only stop when the squirting was finished. I kept pushing and squirting until it stopped squirting. "It's finished, Mom," I said, close to tears. She hugged me, pressed me to her and kissed me on the mouth. "Now you know how it's done!" She was really nice to me, carefully pulled my cock out and put it in her mouth to lick it clean. I really liked it, she sucked and licked my cock for minutes. I almost burst with pride, I could do it like the stable boys!

I fucked her every day until I was 20, I had to fuck each of our maids as often as I could. I soon had an iron cock and could fuck very often in a row. Of course I also fucked all of her noble girlfriends, that was mandatory. When I was 20, she decided that I had to fuck the women in the emperor's harem. I fucked them all, really all of them, because none of them were ugly, none of them older than 30, all of them gladly willing. I had nothing else to do all day but fuck the beautiful women. I fathered many bastards, the pregnant women were sent away with rich gifts and replaced by new ones. It was a wonderful, carefree life!"

During the whole story, Hua-Lin had warmed his cock in her hands and moved his foreskin back and forth. Before he squirted, she took his cock in her mouth, caressed it with her tongue, licked and sucked out the juice until the last drop, swallowing it. "My mother taught me that, and she was a good teacher!"

"The kind emperor sent me here, into exile. My father died and I could not go to his Funeral. Mother writes to me every month and keeps me up to date, I write to her every month too." Feng had finished his story. Hua-Lin had sucked and swallowed his juice several times, she hugged him for the first time and kissed him on the lips. She kissed him with French kisses, which he returned ardently. She paused. "I think you are the nicest, the sweetest man I have ever met!" She kissed him on and on. "Please, dear Master Feng, please let's fuck! I'm hot as an oven and your cock is dripping with desire!" He nodded, she was absolutely right.

He turned her and spread her thighs. He greedily looked at her pussy and the small, stiff clit. He penetrated slowly and stopped. He waited a minute or two until his cock completely filled her pussy. Hua-Lin sighed deeply as he began to fuck at a slow pace. He hadn't squirted in a long time and had to make an effort to hold back. "Don't you like to masturbate while we fuck?" he asked, panting, but she shook her head. "I'm about to cum, Feng, my love," she panted, and shortly afterwards the orgasm overcame her. She clung to him and he was finally able to squirt inside. They held each other tight and let the orgasm fade away.

Outside, the storm raged as if it begrudged their beautiful fucking. They fucked every hour into the night, until sleep overwhelmingly claimed its right. They slept tightly embraced until morning. The sun smiled into their room. Hua-Lin got up before him and prepared tea and breakfast. He woke up well rested and smiling. After breakfast, they bathed together in the stream. Then they set off on the patrol.

They had been living together for a year already, he went with her once a month to the regional forestry headquarters, delivered his reports and got his food. He still had a lot of silverlings to pay for Hua-Lin's food. As long as he could, he didn't want alms. He celebrated Hua-Lin's 15th birthday and his 27th birthday together. In the latter, people gave each other something practical for their birthdays. He bought her two pairs of sturdy boots that fit, and she borrowed money from him and bought him two pairs of leather gloves. They ate an excellent dinner and drank a glass or two of wheat liquor. The new year started well.

They did not hear the four Mongolians approaching the hut silently. Chinese, riding large horses, would never have managed the arduous path to the hut, and certainly not so silently. They came before sunrise, silently, and threw open the door of the hut. Feng and Hua-Lin were still asleep and woke up with a start. Feng jumped out of bed to get to his hunting knife. But three Mongolians pulled him to the ground and held him firmly. The fourth one clicked his tongue as he pulled Hua-Lin out of bed. She was shaking, but she knew that she had a better chance of survival if she didn't fight back.

The guys had tied Feng up with leather straps. Hua-Lin lay down on the floor next to Feng and held his hand while she was raped. The others rummaged through everything and immediately found the four barrels of wheat liquor. That caused a loud hurrah! Hua-Lin looked into Feng's eyes as the orgasm overcame her. He could only blink his eyes, they had put a stinking gag on him. The next one mounted Hua-Lin and fucked her right after the previous guy. She had a wonderful orgasm, she smiled in Feng's eyes, because maybe these were their last moments. The guys were thirsty and the wheat liquor tasted excellent! The next one mounted Hua-Lin, who was still shaking in orgasm. "That guy isn't a bad fucker," she breathed to Feng. She wanted to cheer him up and keep him resilient. They were both still alive.

The guys fucked Hua-Lin in quick succession, so that she staggered from orgasm to orgasm. The guys staggered too, but that was because of the wheat liquor. The good liquor increasingly replaced the fucking. Gradually they let go of Hua-Lin, one set off unsteadily, a small barrel under his arm. The others followed him with their barrels and they mounted their little horses. They rode away. Hua-Lin smiled as she looked after them out of the window. "They're gone for good," she said to Feng as she cut his bonds. He rubbed his aching joints for a few minutes until his circulation returned. Hua-Lin asked what he was planning as he got dressed and armed himself with his hunting knife and the crossbow. "I'm following them, I'm not letting them get away! They attacked us, they raped you nonstop! That's demanding for a strong punishment!" She got dressed in a flash, she would have liked to bathe in the stream. He waited impatiently and put the beam in front of the door so that animals couldn't get in. Then he set off, followed by the completely exhausted Hua-Lin. He stopped every few hundred meters to read the tracks and give her a short break. He followed the trail relentlessly, he soon guessed which way they were taking. He took shortcuts that the guys didn't know. The tracks told him that they were drunk and tired.

They camped in a clearing. The Mongolian horses were grazing nearby, they were not staked. The Mongols had gathered stones for a campfire, but had not lit the wood. All four of them lay in the grass, snoring and puffing. Feng considered slitting their throats with his hunting knife, but he decided to use the crossbow. He crept behind a tree about 100 meters away. He laid out 10 bolts in the grass and instructed Hua-Lin to hand him one bolt after each shot while he drew the bow.

The first bolt hit the leader under the chin, went through the head from below and protruded a few centimeters from the top of the skull. The second bolt hit the next one in the intestines, he roared loudly and doubled over. The third bolt hit him in the eye and destroyed his brain. The third Mongol stood up, the bolt ripped through his neck. The fourth jumped up and ran away. The bolt hit him between the shoulder blades.

Feng ran from one to the other with the hunting knife in his hand, but all four of them were dead, stone dead. He brought wood, laid the Mongols on top and poured the rest of the wheat liquor over them. He burned the corpses, the fire blazed all night, he and Hua-Lin warmed themselves by the fire all night. He let the fire go out in the morning and smashed bones and skulls with a wooden club.

Life went on as usual. Hua-Lin developed physically into a beautiful young woman over the next 4 years. Then Feng learned that Emperor Teng had died. There was still time to pack their things and they rode to the capital on two horses and a packhorse. His mother welcomed them with open arms and had the southern wing of her palace prepared for the couple.

Emperor Teng felt his end approaching. He was 81 years old and had ruled the empire with a firm hand for 55 years. He called the court into the great hall. "Scribe, write everything down word for word, it is my last will. General Yüe-jie, sit here next to me, beloved son! I hereby appoint you as my successor in front of the assembled court. You have served me faithfully, and when you decimated the bands of robbers in Wudan Shan with a big blow, I appointed you field marshal."

Feng, who was kneeling at the very back of the hall, remembered. His biological father had been appointed cavalry captain. His cavalry fell upon the bands of robbers, thundering like a stampede of wild bulls, who did not understand how hell had broken out over them. Feng was 15 when his father fell in the fighting.

Emperor Teng continued. "Then you drove the Mongols in the north of the empire back across the border, so that they only dare to attack the Kingdom of Qin sporadically. At that time I appointed you First General and rewarded you with 12 golden willow leaves on your uniform."

"I have watched you closely and think you are the most suitable of my sons. Be wise and let your 103 brothers rule the provinces, regions and cities, thus avoiding bad blood. I have made provisions for my concubines, the treasurer manages the boxes full of gifts for each of them. I think I did the right thing not to marry an empress. Apart from the friction, I was able to support and observe the sons that my concubines bore. I hope you learn from my behavior, beloved Yüe-jie!"

"In the last few years and months I have replaced all ministers and mandarins wherever it seemed sensible. I wanted to give you a government with councillors I trust. So you can rule with a good team from day one. Yüe-jie, my dear son, rule wisely, justly and gently despite a firm hand! I am going to my ancestors in 5 days, give me all the honours and make sure that my subjects remember me in a good way. My son, I left you a lot of letters because I wanted to pay off a lot of old debts."

Emperor Teng got up with difficulty, his assistant jumped up and supported him. "Farewell, my beloved people!" The assistant led the emperor out slowly. It was as he had said. The emperor held his son's hand for the last few minutes. "Farewell and be good, Emperor Yüe-jie," were his last words.

Lady Choo, Feng and Hua-Lin sat drinking tea and eating sweets and discussing the details of the wedding they were about to hold. Hua-Lin was now 19, Feng 30, and they finally wanted to get married, start a family and live in the palace. General Choo had left them a considerable fortune so that he and his mother could live without worries. Hua-Lin asked Feng what would happen to Emperor Teng's more than 350 concubines? His mother knew exactly what was going to happen. The emperor had the duty to send off the concubines with honor and rich gifts. He had to keep some of them for one night, mount them, mate with them and fuck them. If he liked one, he could keep her, but that was very rare. An emissary from the emperor entered. He asked if he was Feng Choo. He was to appear before Emperor Yüe-jie at seven o'clock in the morning, alone. Feng nodded that he would be on time. The messenger was not finished yet. The chief steward, Mandarin Weng, requested that Feng dress nicely and if he did not have a worthy dress, he could come to him. The messenger bowed; he had delivered the message. Feng went to the chief steward Weng in the late afternoon, who, smiling kindly, provided him with nice new clothes and slippers to borrow.

Feng entered the next morning and waited patiently outside the new emperor's office. He was led in, the assistant announced him, "The Imperial Forestry Officer Feng Choo, son of General Choo and Lady Choo, former concubine of Emperor Teng!" Feng threw himself on the ground, his forehead touching the floor. The emperor said, "Stand up, Master Choo, sit down!" This was not a request, it was a general's order. Feng obeyed and looked at the emperor. He had clearly sprung from the loins of the old emperor. A tall, broad-shouldered soldier, from head to toe. He wore a beard like his father, and his eyes were intelligent and researching.

"My father, Emperor Teng, has left me a letter about you. First, he is releasing you from his service, leaving you a box of gold and releasing you from the vow of silence. He is also leaving a box of gold for your mother, Lady Choo, and asking her forgiveness and understanding that he had to release her and marry her to an impeccable man." The emperor looked up from the bamboo sticks. "What is the vow of silence all about?" Feng lowered his gaze to the 12 golden willow leaves that adorned the emperor's left breast.

He told him about the transgression he had committed. About the conversation with the emperor and the decision. He had kept the vow of silence for 7 years and had served the emperor day after day as a forest ranger, hunter and forest supervisor. He had finished and was looking the emperor straight in the eyes. "What weapons do you use?" was the emperor's surprising question. "Hunting knives and crossbows, Your Majesty!" he answered. "And, have you ever served in the military?" was the next question. Feng shook his head, no! The emperor stood up, the conversation was over. "May I ask you something personal?" asked the ruler. Feng bowed his head. The emperor asked, "You've fucked all of the emperor's concubines, young man. You know them all well." Feng looked up, was the punch coming now? "Only those who were in the harem 7 years ago, Your Majesty!" The emperor nodded, "No new ones have been added in recent years. Tell me the best of them!" He sat down at the desk and picked up the brush. Feng thought for a moment and listed them one after the other. The emperor interrupted him with a smile. "And which ones would you warn me about as a friend?" Feng didn't have to think long. "There are actually only 5, no, 6, that I would warn a friend about. They are trying to become empress with intrigue and underhandedness. They are poisoners of the worst kind, Your Majesty! Even if they are extremely pretty to look at and can fuck like world champions!" Feng lowered his head, had he said too much? The emperor demanded their names, they would be the first to sort them out.

When he was finished, he asked Feng if an emperor really had to have 300 or more concubines? Feng searched for an answer. Still not sure where the trap was that he was about to stumble upon, he answered as cautiously as he could. "It probably only depends on how many nobles, councillors or powerful people in general wanted to bring their daughters into the harem. That meant influence for them, right in the emperor's ear, it was never about the emperor's happiness in love, not even about their daughters happiness. Even Emperor Teng only had a handful of women he could confide in. No, a good empress or a handful of trusted concubines is enough for the emperor, Your Majesty!"

The emperor smiled. "Like my father, I will not have an empress. I will probably follow your idea of ​​a handful of concubines. They can give me dozens of heirs to the throne, so that I can choose one of them as heir to the throne. You give me good advice, which I really appreciate."

"Would you be willing to help me choose the concubines? I only know women among the sutlers or among the wives and daughters of the defeated. I have grabbed them with both hands, I am not a picky eater. But I have nothing to show for myself in terms of honorable women or even noblewomen. You would be a great help to me!"

Feng knew that it was an order and not a request. "As your majesty commands!" he said with full conviction. Being able to see the harem women again after 7 years was very tempting. Feng asked the emperor that he had a request. The emperor nodded. "Forestry is the only thing I have learned and am good at. It is my calling and destiny. I plan to start a family in my father's palace soon. There is a forest ranger in the north of the capital who is already very old. Emperor Teng has dismissed me from service, but I would very much like to help the old forester and take over the position one day. The forester's house is only 30 minutes on horseback away. The forester could spend his retirement in the forester's house, as I would live in my father's palace. What I ask, Your Majesty, is to be employed there."

Emperor Yüe-jie did not need to think about it, he was happy for Feng to have the job, which he could start as soon as he had fulfilled his duties. Feng looked questioningly at the emperor. He listed, "Help me choose the concubines and your wedding!" Feng nodded gratefully, that was more than he had expected.

The mother and Hua-Lin listened to the news with excitement. The mother gave him a friendly nudge in the ribs. "You will enter the harem with the highest permission, you damned clever guy!" Hua-Lin laughed loudly as he explained the details to her. "Afterwards you must tell me about fucking in the harem! — My husband will fuck in the harem!" She laughed and laughed, not at all jealous. They turned to serious matters, the wedding and the furnishing of the palace needed to be well prepared.

Feng had already visited the old forest official twice. He was very happy to have a successor, that would speed up his retirement. He was even happier that he and his family could live in the forester's house. He had a very young wife and three young children. Feng looked at the wife with a knowing eye. She was not a beauty, more of a harsh rural beauty. But she went on all the inspection rounds while her husband stayed with the children. Of course, Feng did not miss the fact that she was looking at him curiously. He was in no hurry to seduce her, but it was inevitable, that was clear to both of them. She was deeply grateful to him for allowing her to stay in the forester's lodge forever and ever. But the new man was a rich man and could afford the generosity.

Emperor Yüe-jie had sent most of the concubines home, and in the name of the old emperor rewarded each of them generously. There were about 20 concubines left in the shortlist. The emperor did not let the councilors deter him, the councilors wanted the emperor to hire completely new concubines, their own daughters of course. He shook his head firmly. The old emperor had chosen the concubines very carefully and he himself was not beholden to anyone. He was as stubborn as an ox, his arguments were short and harsh. Not a single councilor managed to put his daughter or favorite into the stubborn emperor's bed. He had Feng come to dinner. To the women's house.

The emperor, Feng and the girl Li-ling ate excellently. When Li-ling entered the room, she immediately wanted to hug Feng out of joy at seeing him again. But he took a step back and introduced her to the emperor. The 14-year-old girl had become a 21-year-old beauty, she had learned courtly customs and behavior and had been well trained by private tutors. The emperor was captivated by her intelligence and agility, he had only known women and girls for consensual or forced sex, but had never had a serious conversation with one. He kept looking at Feng, who looked back at him encouragingly. The emperor complimented the girl. "If I have several girls as clever as you, dear Li-ling, why do I need the councilors?" Li-ling thanked him for the compliment by bowing her head, Feng by exclaiming, "Your Majesty, that's how I feel about my bride, my lovely Hua-Lin!" They had eaten, now they got straight to the point. Li-ling laughed as loud as a bell when the emperor said it. "Your Majesty, I can assure you, I fuck like a goddess and better than any of your selection!" Feng was a little surprised, wondering if she had said too much. But the emperor asked Li-ling to undress. She undressed frivolously and exposed her flawless body. The emperor undressed as well, and Feng followed him. Li-ling asked the emperor how it was going to work. He answered without hesitation, "Master Feng Choo and I will fuck you in turns, as I have to decide who will be in my harem!" Li-ling smiled and winked briefly at Feng. Then she hugged the emperor and let him experience the joys of paradise. He fucked the beautiful girl alternately with Feng until he was exhausted. Feng could have continued fucking for hours, but he had to adapt to the emperor. The emperor waited patiently and drank a goblet of wine until Feng had finished with fucking Li-ling. He poured Feng a goblet of wine and told him to sit next to him on the cushions. "I don't have to think about it, my friend, I'll take her!" Feng bowed his head and said to Li-ling, "You are accepted into the harem, dearest Li-ling!"

It continued the same way the next evening. Mei-lan was Li-ling's equal, Feng knew why he had dictated her name to the emperor. Mei-lan masturbated discreetly while fucking and had a lot of nice orgasms. Again the two men fucked the girl Mei-lan alternately until the emperor was completely exhausted, but Mei-lan was also exhausted from the many orgasms. Again the two naked men drank the wine while she turned away and got dressed. She gave the emperor a French kiss and assured him how much she had enjoyed been fucked by him. She kissed Feng on the lips. "Thank you, Master Feng, for recommending me to His Highness!" She left and again the emperor spoke. "Mei-lan is Li-ling's equal, I'll take them both!" Feng agreed, he had thought his list through carefully.

Ling-ling was next night, and now Feng realized that his list was a little lopsided. He hadn't put the girls together based on the criteria 'How beautiful is she?' and 'How good was she to fuck?', but he had included the criteria 'How pleasant was she to talk to?' and 'How educated is she?', in third and fourth place. But since they were all as pretty as goddesses and fucked like world champions, their intellectual potential was more apparent.

The emperor kept all 20. But there was one more to be shagged. The emperor had deliberately chosen one that Feng had warned him about. Feng noticed it immediately and looked at the emperor, who was joking and flirting heavily with the girl. During the meal it was soon apparent that the emperor and the girl Zhuo had completely different opinions. Feng ate with pleasure and drank just as much. He was already a little tipsy when the girl Zhuo went straight to fucking. "No, Your Majesty, I don't really have to fuck Lord Feng, I know him inside and out!" Zhuo fucked the emperor very cleverly and passionately, or at least she pretended to. Feng didn't let her dissuade him from his line and fucked the reluctant girl hard and brutally, so that she almost lost consciousness. The emperor fucked the girl again, but Feng shook his head, he didn't want to fuck her anymore. The emperor sent her away. "You don't seem to be satisfied, my friend!" said the emperor and raised his goblet. Feng also raised his goblet and shook his head. "No, Your Majesty, this girl is no good, although she fucks divinely just like the others. It is your decision, Your Majesty, not mine!" Emperor Yüe-jie laughed sweetly and slapped Feng's shoulders. "I just wanted to see who you warned me about. It is as you said. She fucks divinely, but she doesn't agree with me on anything. She is possessed by the spirit of contradiction, I couldn't keep someone like that for long. So se get rid of her!" The emperor had the last accepted girl come over, and all three of them happily fucked until they were exhausted. Emperor Yüe-jie thanked Feng, rewarded him generously with gold boats, the currency of that time, and told him not to go far away, he liked to have good people around him and Feng was definitely a good man.

Feng, of course, told his mother and Hua-Lin everything in detail and they laughed with him. All three of them were already quite excited because the wedding was approaching. It was really very beautiful, the guests were very enthusiastic and Hua-Lin had to kiss hundreds of men on the lips, that was the custom here. Feng was in turn kissed on the lips by all the guest women. The festivities lasted two days, then peace returned. The mother and Hua-Lin got well along from the start. Hua-Lin had made it clear to her that she did not like it when Feng visited her at night and she let him fuck her. The mother gave him up immediately when Hua-Lin told her. She sometimes still had a lover, but more and more often she had to sleep alone, her finger being the faithful lover.

Feng rode to the old forester every morning and made the rounds with the young wife, Mei-chan. Of course they got closer and fucked in God's beautiful nature. Feng drank tea with the old man and they chatted in a friendly manner. The old forester was not blind, of course he could see how happy Mei-chan was to fuck a young man. He understood that completely, he was old and Feng was young.

Mei-chan was not a beauty. But she had something that Hua-Lin had too. A childish, naive love of fucking. They both loved to start slowly and then build up to their orgasm. Mei-chan usually had to trigger the orgasm with her finger towards the end, Hua-Lin did not. But Feng thought it had something to do with the fact that Mei-chan was used to masturbating every night before going to sleep, Hua-Lin only masturbated very rarely.

Feng turned 32, the emperor invited him three or four times a year to fuck a nice and lovely concubine in turns. He reported that some of the concubines only had an orgasm when they were fucked alternately by him and Feng in quick succession. Feng was always happy to have divine sex with these goddesses. Hua-Lin had no objections to this, refusing an emperor's invitation was impossible. Hua-Lin had 3 children in quick succession, a boy and two girls. She and Feng loved their children very much, they made sure that they appreciated hard work and did not become effeminate, spoiled brats. Hua-Lin was a good role model for her daughters, Feng was a good father who was strict and demanding, but always loving and tender.

The assassination of Emperor Yüe-jie was a terrible blow for the empire. He had only ruled for 9 years and was only 52 years old. The three highest officials, who had previously been respected judges, commissioned the three best detectives in the empire and three close friends of the emperor to investigate. Feng, an officer named Lung and a bodyguard named Ming were these three friends. Feng was deeply shocked; he had not known how close the emperor had let him into his life.

The detectives did a good job, the person who commissioned the murder was tracked down before the first week was over. The factical murderer was a minor assassin who confessed immediately. He had only done it for the blood money. The detectives had just one serious problem. A Big one. The real murderer was none other than one of the highest mandarins who had commissioned them. The guy was also the chancellor and thus the most powerful man in the empire. The detectives and the friends met secretly in a wine cellar. The detectives had not yet informed the three mandarins, it was crystal clear that Chancellor Li could simply have them beheaded and the matter would fizzle out.

The three friends, Feng, Lung and Ming, did not know each other well, but they did not need a debate. Lung and Ming brought 12 of their most reliable soldiers and now they marched to the murderer's house. They got the murderous chancellor out of bed, tied him up and gagged him and threw him into the dungeon. Their own soldiers kept watch.

Feng informed the detectives. They were shocked, but they laughed, because the matter was decided. Now it was time to assemble the court. There were enough upright judges who were not yet under the influence of the chancellor. The detectives found out very quickly that the murderous chancellor Li had already cast his nets wide in order to have himself proclaimed emperor.

The court met in public. Feng, Lung and Ming were only assessors, 10 judges conducted the proceedings. Chancellor Li was under strict surveillance and had no contact with the outside world and was shocked that he was accused of high treason and murder. He had been given three defense lawyers to represent his case neutrally, but he talked incessantly himself. His main argument, that he would soon be the next emperor and therefore did not accept the legality of the court, fell apart in a matter of moments.

"We are the only court that will judge you, Chancellor!" thundered the chairman. Now the prosecution had its say, the detectives explained the plot in detail and the murderer himself was also heard. He confessed to the crime in every detail, and the murderer's wages had been found in his house. The evidence spoke clearly. The defense lawyers consulted for an hour, but they could not weaken the prosecution. Chancellor Li, of course, did not accept this; his desperate calls and shrieks to the public to dissolve the court and proclaim him emperor were met with embarrassing silence. The Chancellor's network no longer existed.

Chancellor Li was sentenced to be beheaded without honor. Without honor? Yes, the 10 judges confirmed unanimously. The people immediately ran to the town square and surrounded the execution block. The executioner tore the condemned man's clothes off his body. He stood naked exposed before the people. The people cheered. Now came the dishonorable part of the sentence. An old, fat prostitute approached the bound condemned man, grabbed his flaccid cock and masturbated him with a toothless grin. The condemned man tried to resist the dishonorable part, but the old woman knew her trade well. She made him squirt in the sand. The people cheered. Another old prostitute took over. The same spectacle, she masturbated him energetically and very skillfully. He had to squirt in the sand again. The people cheered again. The third was even more clever, she bared her old melon-sized breasts and let him squirt into the sand, but he only managed a few drops squirting. The people cheered and grumbled at the same time. The fourth prostitute had no luck, he couldn't even squirt a single drop. The people grumbled. The executioner stepped forward, he raised the axe high and turned in a circle. The people were silent as he led the dishonorable Li to the execution block. Only minutes later, Chancellor Li was beheaded in the town square.

Feng kept in touch with Lung and Ming. The two men were very close to the center of power and followed the events closely. The empire was ruled by the Imperial Council for 8 weeks until a successor was found. The councilors decided that the emperor's 19-year-old nephew would be the heir to the throne. He was currently fighting for the King of Qin against the Mongols. He would not be in the capital for at least 10 days. Lung and Ming knew the youth; he was an impeccable officer, always fighting on the frontmost lines. His mother, a sister of the emperor, had given him a strict upbringing; she hit the private tutors with the palm of her hand when they didn't do as she has told. The widow let her son sleep in her bed and taught him seriously and patiently to learn to fuck.

Lung, the officer, and Ming, the emperor's bodyguard, found the young man capable of ruling as emperor. The funeral for Emperor Yüe-jie was to take place before the coronation of the new emperor. A messenger from the mother of the designated emperor arrived. Would Master Feng Choo have time to visit her tomorrow at around 9 o'clock? The messenger didn't know any more, so Feng agreed. He arrived on time for the High Lady. They drank tea; she had seen him for the first time at the trial of Chancellor Li and then at the council meeting that appointed her son. She had often spoken with her brother, Emperor Yüe-jie, about Feng's help and support in the selection for the harem. Feng felt that the small talk was over and she was gradually getting to the point.

And so it was. Her son, Teng-jie, was only 19 and still completely inexperienced in sexual matters. She had gone through it herself, in her youth. Feng interjected here. He needed to know more about it in order to understand it better. Chan-shi, the mother of the next emperor, turned to stone. Feng looked closely at the woman, who was about 40 or 45 years old, and waited for her answer. He made it clear that he himself would wait for the answer until the first snow fell. She sipped her tea and pulled herself together.

"My father, Emperor Teng, was very attached to the old customs. So he deflowered me when I turned 12, on my birthday, as had been the custom for thousands of years. I had grown up without a mother, my maids took care of many things, but not my sexuality. I was completely innocent mentally when my father deflowered me and fucked me for the first time. It was an exciting, beautiful experience to be lovingly fucked by my father." Chan-shi paused briefly and sipped her tea, which seemed to give her strength.

"My father fucked me at irregular intervals, but always gently and lovingly. My brother Yüe-jie noticed it, of course, and wanted to fuck me too. I wasn't a beauty back then and I never became one, so no man took it upon himself to seduce me or to fuck me. Only my little brother Yüe-jie and my father thought it was right to fuck me regularly, and so I became pregnant at the age of 22. Little Yüe-jie fucked me every night, except when my father came. So to this day I don't know whether my father or Yüe-jie was Teng-jie's biological father."

"It didn't matter, I was married to General Khun-tsi, an impeccable, highly decorated and honorable soldier. He took the time to fuck me every evening, sometimes twice in a row after he had had a drink. He was the one who made me orgasm almost every night, like only my little brother Yüe-jie could. Unfortunately, after 7 happy years of marriage, Khun-tsi lost his life fighting against the Mongols. Since then, I let Teng-jie sleep in my bed, he was 6 years old then. I had no idea about a boys' sexuality at the time, how could I!? I held his cock in one hand and gently stroked his foreskin with the other until the juice slowly oozed out into my hands. It wasn't until he hit puberty at 12 that he wanted to fuck and squirt inside. So I let him fuck and squirt, but it was clear to me that I was a terrible teacher for it. He fucked me practically every night, he squirted once or twice. It stayed like that for about 4 or 5 years, until he went into military service." She paused and sipped her tea again.

"My brother Yüe-jie sometimes came to visit me for fucking me and that's how I learned about your help in choosing the concubines, Master Feng. That's why I wanted to see you, to do my son the same service and help him choose the concubines. You shall be richly rewarded, Master Choo." Chan-shi leaned back; she had told him everything. Feng already knew that he had to follow the emperor's call. But there was something about Chan-shi that captivated him, but he didn't know what it was. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was definitely not ugly. There was something about her that appealed to him immensely.

Feng said he first had to know exactly how she had taught her son. Chan-shi's eyelids began to flutter like little birds when she understood what that meant. She froze like a pillar of salt, folded her hands and avoided his gaze. Feng stuck to his guns and did not give in. It took quite a while before she gave in. She stood up. "Come on, Sir, let's go!" Feng followed her, astonished, because she had been very quick with her decision.

They were lying naked on her bed in the bedroom. Feng caressed her pussy and clit, which was thickly smeared with ointment. She answered his questioning look with a heavy blush, "I masturbate too hard, too often, too much," she explained with a downcast look. She grabbed his cock, held it in one hand and caressed it with the other. "I caressed him just like that for months and let his juice run down my hand. He liked that very much." Feng nodded, that was fine. "And you let him fuck you?" She answered, "He must have seen it somewhere, because he had a fixed idea of it. I had to turn onto my belly and he always fucked me from behind, never from the front like my father or Yüe-jie."

Feng had her turn onto her belly. "Tell me how to penetrate you!" he demanded. "Slide your cock in very slowly, that's how he always started." Feng slowly penetrated her pussy, it was very soft and not tight at all, he didn't like that at all. He fucked her quite hard, she had an orgasm quite quickly and then again and again, probably half a dozen or more. When he squirted inside, she had another orgasm. She was dead tired. Feng asked if Teng-jie had fucked her like that, but she shook her head. "He usually squirted when I had my first orgasm, mostly earlier. I've never had so many orgasms in a row. Sometimes with Yüe-jie, but not very often." Feng promised to help the young emperor if he asked him.

After the coronation celebrations, the young emperor Teng-jie called Feng. They talked for a long time about the harem. The young man understood very quickly. 4 concubines were already 30, they had to go. He would take over the other 16 without a trial fucking, he trusted the judgment of the previous emperor. Feng was disappointed but still satisfied. He would have loved to fuck the concubines again, but he was satisfied that the emperor didn't want to waste time at trial fucking. His head was still with the Mongols.

Feng went riding with his son Cheng for the first time outside. The 11-year-old boy had only ridden in the courtyard and learned there to ride. Feng was very happy with his life. Feng had allowed Cheng to lie in Hua-Lin's bed. She told him how skilled the boy was already at fucking. She let him fuck her every evening before her husband lay down with her. The three children were developing splendidly, Hua-Lin was a wonderful mother and a great lover, the wife of his life. Twice a week Feng rode to the forester's house and fucked the young forester lady who took over the inspection patrols for her husband and him. Fucking the girl from the countryside was always fun, she fucked childishly naive like Hua-Lin used to and gave him great sexual joys.

He stayed away from the imperial court, he simply hated a life surrounded by intrigue, jealousy and poisoning. He couldn't stand it anymore.

He loved this life because it was good to him.

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