After speaking, she looked at me sternly and then scolded, "Dog slave, come here. Tell your masters which beauties you'll bring them in the future."
After my wife's scolding, I immediately crawled to her side and, with a servile, fawning smile, said, "My lords, this dog servant used to be very popular with women. Many beautiful women were at his beck and call. All my women were playthings for you masters. These women included the eldest daughter of the Lu family, Lu Yinyin, one of the ten beauties of the martial arts world; Bai Rouxin, the warm-hearted heroine, another of the ten beauties; and Ye Yufei, the Flying Flower Fairy, another of the ten beauties. Besides them, there were several older women, though not young, who I had taught to be both seductive and wanton. They were Abbess Jinghui, the head of the Emei Sect; Xue Yingxuan, the former head of Cihang Jingzhai; and her disciple Zhou Ruoshui. These women were all extremely beautiful; you masters could play with them for a lifetime."
I originally wanted to mention the women in my own household, but my wife sternly commanded me not to, then told me, "The women of the Long family are for her to use to please you masters in the future."
After I finished speaking, the men were silent for a moment, then immediately cheered.
Each of the names I mentioned excited them immensely.
The thought of these noble and powerful women becoming their bitches one by one filled them with rage.
After a moment of cheering, the crowd gradually quieted down.
Then the officiant said, "Today, our focus is on our chieftain's wife; the other women will be discussed later."
After saying this, he glanced at the now-calmed crowd and continued, "Now, chieftain, young chieftain, and Old Ma, please brand everyone's bitches."
As soon as the officiant finished speaking, the wife immediately stood up excitedly, looking expectantly at Jiang Tianbiao and the others.
She raised her hands high in front of all the villagers, thrusting out her full breasts, waiting for them to leave their bitch marks on her.
Jiang Tianbiao was the first to approach his wife. He took a branding iron from the charcoal brazier beside her, waved it in front of her, and said, "Wife, your husband is going to leave your mark. Are you happy?"
After Jiang Tianbiao finished speaking, his wife looked at the branding iron excitedly and nodded frantically. Then she said, "Husband, I'm so happy! To have my husband leave my mark, I'm so happy!"
Jiang Tianbiao smiled cruelly at his wife's words, then pressed the branding iron onto the area above her vulva.
A sizzling sound followed, and the rich aroma of roasting meat wafted into my nose. My wife's face showed a mixture of pain and excitement, which thrilled me.
After the branding iron had been deeply embedded in my wife's body for a while, Jiang Tianbiao pulled it out.
Directly above my wife's vulva, below her large, swollen belly, the four characters "Bitch Wife" were clearly displayed before everyone's eyes.
Jiang Tianbiao brandished the branding iron in his hand to the cheering villagers, then suckled at his wife's breast before giving his seat to He Xingyun.
He Xingyun went to his wife's side and said a few words to her. His wife immediately turned around, spread her legs, and, hands on the ground, raised her full, round buttocks high.
Her large belly made movement somewhat difficult; bending over was strenuous, but she still tried her best to comply with He Xingyun's request.
Then He Xingyun took another branding iron from the brazier and pressed it onto half of his wife's round buttocks. When the iron was removed, the word "bitch" appeared on her buttocks.
Then He Xingyun took out another branding iron and pressed it onto the other half of his wife's buttocks. When the iron was removed, the word "mother" appeared on her other buttocks.
After branding his wife, He Xingyun grinned wickedly and asked, "Mommy, I'll definitely come to see you often in the future, and try to get you to give me a son. Hehe! Then I'll have a brother son!"
His wife replied with a flirtatious smile, "Good son, Mommy will definitely give you a healthy son. When he grows up, you two can bully Mommy together!"
After his wife finished speaking, He Xingyun laughed and pinched her sexy buttocks before stepping back, giving his seat to Old Ma, the representative of the villagers.
Old Ma touched the several marks on his wife's body, then grinned wickedly and took out a branding iron, then squeezed his wife's full breasts.
After suckling a couple of times, my wife pinched her nipple, pressed the branding iron against the lower part of her breast, and then, stimulated by her moans and the aroma of roasted meat, asked, "Bitch, is it good to be humiliated by us little guys?"
After being branded several times, my wife's face was covered in cold sweat, but her expression remained excited.
She thrust her breasts forward, letting Old Ma ravage them, and then replied, "So good, Master Old Ma, I'd be willing to be humiliated by everyone for the rest of my life!"
Old Ma laughed and removed the branding iron. The words "Bitch" were now visible under one of my wife's breasts. Looking at those words, Old Ma excitedly branded her other breast with another iron. When he removed it, the words "Madam" were clearly visible.
After the branding was complete, everyone cheered. Even I forgot my status and cheered, my thick penis erect.
Seeing the excited crowd, the wife, heavily pregnant, swayed her breasts and twisted her large buttocks provocatively, displaying several words, almost the size of a palm, branded on her body.
The words "Bitch Wife," "Bitch Mom," and "Bitch Lady" were branded on her body by her high status, strength, and sexy beauty. Her pregnant figure completely displayed the meaning of depravity and shamelessness before the crowd.
At this moment, no one could believe that there was a woman more depraved and shameless than the wife.
The wife had completely abandoned her dignity and self, becoming their sex slave, body and soul.
After the wife finished displaying her body, the officiant returned to the front, bringing another brazier. He said to everyone, "Now, everyone come forward. Each person has one chance to brand your bitch. First, choose where you want to be branded. Of course, don't brand her face."
After the officiant finished speaking, the wife excitedly stood at the front, waiting for everyone to leave their marks on her body.
Upon hearing this, the men rushed to the stage and grabbed the branding irons from the brazier, branding their wives' bodies.
These irons were much smaller than the first few, so the imprints were small.
At the men's request, the wife posed in various positions to facilitate the branding.
The men chose different locations for the branding, but mainly concentrated on four areas:
her breasts, buttocks, around her vulva, and her large, protruding belly. A few men also branded her back and thighs.
As each man branded the wife, the aroma of roasting meat grew stronger, and the lewd markings on her body increased.
Each mark revealed the wife's wantonness and depravity. Among the writings were terms like "slut," "bitch," "whore," and "harlot"; names for her body parts like "rotten cunt," "cheap tits," "slutty ass," "stinky cunt," and "cheap ass"; descriptions like "more shameless than a whore" and "more despicable than a female slave"; and phrases like "fuck me as you please," "insert me as much as you want," and "use me as you please" printed on her breasts, buttocks, and vulva.
The most outrageous men even used round branding irons to brand her anus and nipples.
When the last man, disregarding the agreement, boldly branded the words "bastard" onto her forehead, her upper body, buttocks, and vulva were now covered in obscene writing.
After the last person left, the wife, still smelling of flesh, touched the mark on her head and said, "Oh dear, Master, you're so mean. By leaving this mark here, she's basically walking around with a label of 'trash' on her head! If anyone who knows her sees it, her reputation will be ruined!"
Although her words were a complaint, her tone was unmistakably coquettish.
While the wife was being coquettish with the villagers, Jiang Tianbiao approached her with a wicked smile and ordered someone to bring out a brazier.
Then he said to his wife, "You bitch wife, everyone in our village has already marked you. From now on, you're the lowest of the low in our village. But there's someone even lower than you. Now, mark the only person in this village lower than you—that dog slave, that coward!"
Upon hearing Jiang Tianbiao's words, the wife immediately guessed who he was referring to. My wife looked at me with disdain, then shouted, "You dog slave, come here!"
Hearing her words, I immediately crawled over obsequiously, then said with a fawning smile, "My lady, your dog slave is here!"
Seeing my groveling appearance, my wife's face was filled with contempt and disdain. She said to me, "You dog slave, today is my wedding day! You've been my husband for so long, occupying the master's position for so long, I'm furious just looking at you. You'll pay for this in your next life!"
After saying that, she grabbed my head and pressed it against her crotch, her deep red vulva and the words written on it clearly visible.
Then she asked, "You dog slave, did you see the words on it? This is the best proof that I'm my masters' bitch. Now I'm going to print those words on you too, to prove you're my dog slave. Aren't you happy?"
Looking at my wife's vulva and the words on it, I swallowed hard and said in a lewd manner, "Happy, this dog slave is ecstatic."
After saying that, I couldn't help but lick her vulva, which was dripping with lustful fluid.
When my tongue traced her beautiful labia and clitoris, I wasn't met with her wanton moans and excited invitations.