My Banquet ends

We break apart and she pushes me away, "You are terrible."

I laugh and take her hand, "Come on, let's go back to the banquet."

She sighs and follows me. We enter the ballroom and take our seats. The banquet continues until Shen Jie stands up and announces the engagement between his son Shen Mu and Fang Qiong. Everyone applauds and Fang Qiong forces a smile on her face.

After the announcement, Shen Mu becomes even more touchy, constantly brushing against Fang Qiong and trying to hold her hand. She tolerates it for a while but eventually gets fed up and leaves the ballroom. Madam Shen follows her, keeping a close eye on her.

I watch them leave, and decides to go back too.

Back in my room, I undress and lay on the bed. I imagine Fang Qiong in the tight green dress, her pale skin contrasting with Shen Mu's darker complexion. The thought of him touching her makes me hard. I reach down and stroke my cock, imagining his hands on her instead of mine.

My imagination runs wild as I picture them together, their bodies entwined as they pleasure each other.

Fang Qiong is so thin and delicate compared to Shen Mu. His bulky frame dwarfs hers, making her seem even smaller and more fragile. But she doesn't seem to mind; instead, she seems to enjoy the attention he lavishes on her.

I groan as I stroke faster, imagining her moans echoing in my ears. My mind conjures up images of her spreading her legs for him, inviting him to enter her.

The thought of my petite and beautiful fiancée with the ugly and burly Shen Mu is too much for me. I cum hard, my seed spilling onto my stomach and chest.

As I lie there catching my breath, I realize how wrong this whole situation is. I should be protecting Fang Qiong from men like Shen Mu, not fantasizing about them together.

But despite knowing this, I can't deny the arousal his actions cause within me.

After lying down for a while, I decide to go for a walk. The fresh air might help clear my head.

I put on my clothes and step out of my room. As I walk down the corridor, I hear two men talking in low voices. Curious, I slow down and listen.

“Did you see Shen Mu's fiancée" One of them says. "She's a real beauty."

"Yeah, and those tits," The other man replies. "Man, I wouldn't mind getting my hands on them."

"Me neither. And that ass..."

They laugh and keep walking. I follow them at a distance, listening to their conversation. They talk about Fang Qiong in a derogatory manner, discussing her body parts and speculating on her skills in bed.

The longer I listen, the angrier I become. I can't do anything about Shen Mu but they were not important.

Finally, I can't take it anymore. I run up to them and grab one by the neck, slamming him against the wall. Before he can react, I drive my knife into his throat, silencing him forever.

His friend turns around in shock, only to receive my other knife in his gut. I twist it for good measure before pulling it out and stabbing him again, this time in the heart. He falls to the ground, dead before he hits the floor.

I stand over their bodies, panting heavily. I have just murdered two men for talking dirty about Fang Qiong. This isn't like me at all. Normally I would just scare them or teach them a lesson but not kill them outright.

But today was different. Today, I couldn't control myself.

I clean my knives and walk away from the scene, leaving the bodies where they lay.