A new instructor for Feng

Shiqi stood over her desk in a large office, her cold eyes scanning the files and photographs that lay before her. The mid-morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow upon the lavish furnishings and expensive artwork adorning the walls.

As her assistant, Feng, knocked tentatively at the door, Shiqi straightened her immaculate designer suit and gestured for her to enter. The younger woman stepped inside, her petite frame and fetching looks instantly drawing Shiqi's gaze.

"Ah, Feng. Excellent, you're right on time," Shiqi purred, her voice a seductive timbre.

"I've arranged for you to receive some very special training this morning. An expert instructor is waiting for you at the Sapphire Hotel."

Feng's almond eyes widened as she absorbed the information.

"Training, Miss Shiqi? What kind of training?"

A knowing smirk graced Shiqi's lips.

"You'll find out soon enough. There's a car waiting to take you there now. Don't keep your teacher waiting." She handed Feng a sleek room key card.

"Top floor suite. I'll expect a full report later."

"Yes, Miss Shiqi," Feng replied meekly, her heart already racing with a mixture of nervousness and eagerness.

Shiqi watched the young woman exit, her devious mind whirring. Her plan to infiltrate the Cult was advancing perfectly. Feng, with her innocent debutante persona masking an inner vivacity, was the ideal vessel. And Shiqi would see to it that she was fully prepared, no matter the depths of depravity it required.

Feng timed here arrival at the hotel down to the minute, not wanting to test Shiqi's patience. As she stepped into the lavish elevator, her skimpy black lace lingerie benathe her formal business attire and strappy high heels Shiqi wanted her to wear since Shiqi had told her that there was a delicate task for her.

The doors slid open onto the top floor, revealing a single door at the end of the hall. Feng took a deep breath and approached, slipping the key card into the slot with trembling fingers.

The suite was breathtaking, with floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. Feng barely had a moment to take it in when she heard a deep voice emerge from the shadows.

"You must be Feng. I've been expecting you, sweet thing."

She turned to see a tall, powerfully built man step into the light. His skin was a rich, chocolate brown, his features chiseled and angular. But it was his eyes that sent a shiver down her spine - they smoldered with dark promise.

"Mr. Instructor," Feng greeted, keeping her voice steady. "I'm honored to make your acquaintance."

The man let out a low, rumbling chuckle.

"Call me Vale, darling. And the honor is all mine. Now, tell me what the delicious Miss Shiqi has told you about what you're here for."

Feng's cheeks flushed as she replied.

"She said I'm here for... for training. But she didn't specify what kind exactly."

"Well, I can assure you it will be quite the education," Vale purred, circling Feng like a hungry panther.

"Shiqi wants you fully schooled in the exquisite arts of pleasing a man. With your mouth, your hands, your luscious little body... I'm going to teach you exactly how to drive him wild."

Feng's breath caught, her pulse jumping. This was Shiqi's plan all along, to turn Feng into the ultimate sex kitten. And from the heat building between her thighs, Feng knew she was going to enjoy every minute of it.

"Shall we begin your first lesson?" Vale asked with a wicked grin.

"I can see that pretty mouth of yours is watering for a taste of something long, hard and delicious..."

Feng flashed him a coy smile as she dropped to her knees, her hands reaching to free his enormous cock from the confines of his slacks.

"Oh, it's not just my mouth that's watering..."