Chapter 60: First Claim, Full Humiliation
The morning sun hadn't yet cleared the mountain ridge, but Lin Mu was already outside—naked, kneeling, trembling.
He knelt at the foot of the stone path just beyond his residence's entrance, cock hard and twitching with each heartbeat. The flagstones beneath him were cool from the night, the air fragrant with dew and distant incense from the main sect temple.
He didn't move. He didn't dare.
His hands rested flat on his thighs, his posture perfect. His eyes lowered. His cheeks burned.
And his cock—small, flushed, painfully erect—jutted uselessly from between his legs, drooling with anticipation.
Doors slid open around him.
Voices stirred.
Whispers became laughter.
"Is he waiting for her like that?"
"Look how hard he is. Just kneeling there. Gods, he's pathetic."
A group of senior disciples paused at the corner path. One of the women leaned against a pillar and smirked. "She hasn't even touched his wife yet and he's already dripping."