Eilleen Gu's decision

Yibo continued the negotiations, "I'm sure with your daughter's skiing ability and marketable looks, she will command a lucrative figure on the free market by herself with no assistance from the PRC government. That said, we are of course willing to assist with this process to see that she earns what you consider a fair amount. What is the amount you have in mind?"

Xia responded, "Yes, we agree that we can get good deals from the free market, but we all know that without government support, it's difficult to get things done in China."

Yibo nodded without responding. What Xia said was not untrue. He waited for her to disclose the dollar figure she had in mind.

Xia, sensing that Yibo was waiting for her dollar figure, finally relented and said softly, "US$30 million with a hard guarantee from the PRC government, and Eilleen will represent Team China in the upcoming Beijing Winter Olympics. That's our offer."

Both Yibo and Lang looked at each other, and Lang released a long whistle as if to express his slight surprise at the high dollar amount Xia was asking. $30 million would be more than enough for both Xia and Eilleen to retire immediately. However, what China did not lack was money, and if $30 million could guarantee a gold medal and boost the medal count at the Beijing Winter Olympics, this was a price the PRC government could live with.

"$30 million is a lot of money. However, we could make this work with a few conditions."

"What kind of conditions?" Xia was a little shocked Yibo was agreeable to her initial offer of $30 million. She was actually willing to do this deal for as little as $5 million. Her mouth began to involuntarily salivate like a dog waiting for her meal to be served, as her subconscious mind filled itself with what it would do with the extra pot of $30 million cash. She was about to get paid!

"Firstly, the $30 million will be conditional upon Eilleen achieving either one gold medal or two medals in the Beijing Winter Olympics."

Xia looked at Eilleen, who nodded in agreement. They both expected Eilleen to achieve that easily. She was going to compete in three events and the dream scenario would be to win the gold medal in all three events. At the very least, the expectation was that she would medal in all three events without too much difficulty.

"Secondly, the PRC government cannot give a hard guarantee on the $30 million. We can of course assist with finding companies who can offer lucrative endorsement deals, but this is something we cannot guarantee."

Xia interjected with a strong objection, "No - if we don't have your word on this, the $30 million offer is meaningless. We need your word - and Lang's word - on this." Xia hesitated for a second before giving in to her greed. "We'll be very agreeable on any other demands if you can guarantee the $30 million." Perhaps she knew exactly what she was saying, but to the ears of Yibo and Lang, Xia has just agreed to give away her daughter to them sexually in exchange for $30 million.

"Hmm, should we go to another room for a few minutes to discuss the specifics?" Yibo rose from his seat and gestured at the door. "Lang and Eilleen can stay here while we discuss in the next room."

Xia timidly followed Yibo out of the room, down the dimly-lit hallway and into a mysterious room a few doors down - leaving her daughter, Eilleen, behind with one of the seven most powerful men in China.

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"Why can't we discuss this in the original room?" Xia complained to Yibo like a petulant girl, as they walked in a large room in the dark. Yibo turned on the light to reveal a large, opulent sofa bed which could accommodate around five people in a reclining position. The sofa bed contained five exquisitely designed pillows, and to the side of each pillow was a small wooden table with a pipe, spirit lamp, a large needle and a container of opium paste. Xia's voice contained a slight tremor of excitement as she asked Yibo, "Is this an opium den?"

"Correct. Many of our foreign guests are curious about opium in China, especially given China's complicated history with opium and the British. As such, we have an opium den here to entertain our foreign guests, and we find it amusing and ironic that they wish to partake in this drug that crippled China in the nineteenth and twentieth century." Yibo paused for a moment before continuing, "I have also heard of your preference for drugs, especially opium, so I thought you would be interested to sample the finest grade opium the world has to offer."

Xia, like most American investment bankers, liked to sample her share of drugs. It provided a fleeting moment of happiness and bliss, and allowed her to forget her loneliness and troubles in life. She kept it a secret from Eilleen and the rest of her family, so it was something she indulged in only when she was on a business trip away from the observing eyes of Eilleen. She especially enjoyed opium the most, and was eager to try out the high-grade opium available. She then remembered Eilleen, "Wait, what will you guys do with Eilleen? She is only eighteen years old."

"Don't worry about Eilleen - we will treat her well. We need her in good physical and mental condition for the Winter Olympics anyway." Yibo then reminded Xia, "Enjoy your US$30 million - which I'm sure you will." Yibo then gestured for a pretty attendant dressed in a tight qipao dress to get the opium ready.

The pretty attendant softly beckoned Xia to come over. "Madam, you may take a puff here and enjoy."

Xia's hands could not stop themselves from accepting the pipe and bringing it to her mouth for a long inhale. "Aahh, that's some good stuff," she sighed as her whole body relaxed on the plush sofa. Her eyes began to roll back in enjoyment as her body enjoyed the blissful high. "Just remember to treat my daughter well, ok?" She then gestured for the attractive attendant to pass her the opium pipe for another hit.

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Back in the original room, Eilleen was feeling a little insecure without her mother in the room. She was left alone with Lang, one of the seven most powerful men in China, and was feeling tipsy with all the red wine she drank. She asked him, "Where did my mother go with Mr. Zhang?"

"Don't worry about them. They're discussing business and we would not want to bore ourselves with such trivialities, right?"

"Umm, I guess so."

"Do you understand what your mother agreed to?"

"US$30 million in advertising fees, right?"

"She also said you would be agreeable to other requests we may have." Lang's eyes bored into Eilleen's like a hawk focused on his prey.

Eilleen squirmed around, feeling hot between her legs. She was not used to being around such a powerful presence like Lang's. "And what kind of requests would that be?" She softly murmured.

"I understand you're well-versed in most of Chinese culture," Lang offered as a compliment to Eilleen, who beamed at his compliment like a schoolgirl being commended by her teacher. "But I don't think you know much about gender relations in the Chinese context."

"Gender relations?" Eilleen inquisitively asked.

At that moment, the two pretty waitresses, who had changed to black, revealing qipaos (or Chinese-style dresses) glided into the room. One of them held a tray carrying a few shots of liquor. The waitress with golden highlights in her hair invited them in a sweet voice, "Mr. Wang, Ms. Gu - please join us in enjoying these shots of our finest Maotai wine." She then added with a giggle, "We have also added a few drops of pure ginseng for us to fully enjoy the night."

"Ginseng?" Eilleen looked at Lang for some guidance.

The same hostess kneeled down in front of Eilleen and placed her dainty hand on Eilleen's naked knee, causing a shiver of excitement to run up Eilleen's spine. Eilleen could see her deep cleavage showing through the cutout areas of the qipao. The qipaos also stopped right below the two waitresses' asses, showing off both of their long, slim legs which were further accentuated by black heels. It seemed from Eilleen's perspective that the two sexy waitresses were also here to titillate her and Lang and get them to have a good time, like hostesses in one of those sexual KTVs Eilleen heard about in East Asia. The waitress answered Eilleen's question with a naughty sparkle in her eyes, "Ginseng, if properly sourced, is a powerful aphrodisiac that will allow all of us to enjoy the night together. Come, stop asking so many questions and let's drink this shot." She pressed the shot glass in Eilleen's hand, and clink her glass with her own glass. "Bottoms ups - cheers!"

Eilleen looked around, and saw Lang and the two sensual hostesses downing their shots of Maotai interlaced with ginseng. Eilleen brought the glass to her pale lips and after a moment's hesitation, downed the fiery liquid into her mouth and down her throat. "Wow, that really burned!" Eilleen could feel the Maotai blazing in her mouth and causing her whole body to feel warm and flushed. "Is it me, or is the room getting hot in here?" The sexual charge heightened everyone's bodily senses, as the aphrodisiac and the alcohol worked its way into everyone's bodies.

The hostess with the golden highlights gazed at Eilleen alluringly. "I think your body is just getting turned on by what's going on." She guided Eilleen to her feet, placed her hands on Eilleen's hips and slowly danced to the rhythmic tunes playing in the background.

"Turned on?" Eilleen was still a novice in the sexual arts.

"Shhh, you talk too much." The hostess with golden highlights brought her lips forward to Eilleen's and brought her in for a soft Sapphic kiss.

Eilleen's logical mind was hijacked by the overpowering sensations on her senses, and subconsciously accepted the kiss. She opened her mouth and could feel her tongue slithering out to softly caress the hostess' tongue and explore each other's mouths. Eilleen could feel her black thong getting soaked, as they grinded on each other and explored each other's beautiful faces and bodies.

A few feet away, the other hostess with red highlights in her hair and also in matching black, revealing qipaos was on her knees removing Lang's belt with a practiced ease. "Ooh, Mr. Wang, I can already feel you getting hard," she cooed and rubbed his thickening cock through his gray pants. "Let me get you ready for tonight."

Lang looked down with a smirk at the delightful girl working to unclasp his belt. Both Lang and Yibo practiced the secretive arts of Taoism, which called for a controlled exploration into the world of sex - ideally with young, beautiful and energetic women like the ones in front of him. Although Taoists delved deep in the mysteries of sex - which included energy flows, everlasting stamina and increasing the size of the male sex organ - a key precept was for Taoist men to strictly regulate their energy outflows (i.e., ejaculation). In other words, Taoists men enjoyed superpowers in bed, but like taming a wild horse, they also had to restrain themselves and remain disciplined with ejaculation. The servant girl with the red streaks in her black hair finally managed to fish out Lang's large member out, her dainty hand covering less than half of his meat. "Oooh, it's bigger than I remembered!" The servant girl murmured to herself and gave it a cautious lick before engulfing the entire organ down her mouth.

"Mmmhm," Lang looked down and nodded with approval at the bobbing head of black hair with red streaks. She had previously serviced him a few weeks ago at a similar occasion with different guests, and knew what he liked. Her feminine fingers stroked his balls and the undersides of his bulging shaft, causing tickling sensations to run through Lang's entire body. Lang looked to his left and saw Eilleen's tongue dueling with the other waitress', her hands caressing Eilleen's long, supple body, causing Eilleen to softly moan in her mouth and grind her groin deeper into hers. 'Fuck, looking at those two girls make out with each out is just too fucking hot,' Lang thought to himself while enjoying the oral ministrations on his cock.

Unbeknownst to everyone in the room, except for Lang, adept practitioners of Taoism would emit pheromones if aroused, causing their target person(s) to also feel horny for him. Consequently, the combination of making out with the hostess and Lang's lusting for her across the room caused Eilleen to get wetter and wetter between her legs. She was essentially dry humping her hostess' right leg and rubbing her clit on her thigh in an attempt to alleviate her horniness. "Fuccckkk, I'm so horny right now!" Eilleen could not help but whisper in English in the hostess' ear.

The hostess seductively smiled and slipped a finger between her legs, and was not surprised to feel Eilleen's drenched underwear. Her fingers expertly pulled her thong to one side and her index finger featherly ran itself up and down the length of her labia, causing Eilleen to whimper and lightly bite her neck.

"Don't stop, don't stop. Keep going pleasee."

The hostess, her own panties soaked with her fluids, whispered back, "Let's get this dress off your sexy body first." Without waiting for Eilleen to respond, she turned Eilleen around and unzipped her mini-dress, and dropped it off her body and onto the floor, leaving Eilleen clad only in her black bra and panties. "Mmmhmm, very sexy," the hostess nodded approvingly at Eilleen's gorgeous, youthful and athletic figure.

Eilleen couldn't help but model her body a bit, and adopted a few different poses, when she saw Lang sitting naked on the sofa, hands interlocked behind his head, and receiving an enthusiastic blowjob from the other waitress. "Oh my god!" Eilleen let out an involuntary gasp, abruptly remembering she was clad in her bra and panties and attempted to cover her body with her hands. "What's going on?"

Lang looked over, smiled and gestured to Eilleen to come over as if nothing strange was going. "Come and join us, Eilleen."

Eilleen stared at Lang's muscular body, starting from his thick, sinewy thighs, up to his hard, chiseled abs, and his taut pectoral muscles. He looked to be in his thirties, rather than in his actual fifties. Eilleen glanced back down at the bobbing head of black hair with red highlights, and her eyes widened in surprise as Lang's shaft came into view. "Woah, I didn't know penises got so big!" Eilleen murmured to herself.

The hostess with the red highlights paused from her oral ministrations, looked up at Eilleen while kneeling, and pointed Lang's member at her. "Come take a look at Mr. Wang's beautiful cock, babe."

Eilleen, gently prodded from behind from her hostess with golden highlights, found herself kneeling in front of the Politburo member clad only in her black lingerie. Lang's cock, glistening with saliva, glared at her like a one-eyed cyclops. She took a deep whiff and Lang's masculine scent caused her pussy to involuntarily squirt out more juices in preparation to take his monster up her pussy. 'Yeah, a cock is a better word to describe this,' Eilleen thought to herself in a trance, her right hand moving towards it like opposite poles of two magnets coming together.

"Yess, stroke it up and down. Mr. Wang also likes it when you use your other hand to fondle his balls." Eilleen heard one of the hostesses whispering the instructions in her ears, as her desire to please Lang quickly overpowered any other thought in her mind. She briefly thought about her boyfriend, John, back in the US, but that thought was quickly extinguished as Lang's cock came back into view and became the only thing she could concentrate on. Eilleen followed the instructions and was rewarded by a murmur of approval from Lang, further encouraging her to keep going. "Now swallow Mr. Wang's big cock in your mouth and gently suck on it like a lollipop." Eilleen unquestioningly obeyed and took in Lang's engorged member in her mouth and slurped on it.

"Fuuckk, yess." Lang groaned in pent-up anticipation, as his cock disappeared inside Eilleen's beautiful mouth. Her cock-sucking skills were not as refined as the two hostesses, which was to be expected given her inexperience. However, her youth, exotic beauty and enthusiasm more than made up for her lack of experience. Eilleen attacked Lang's large cock with the same determination she showed during her winter sports training -- she was set on pleasing Lang and was willing to do whatever it took. She positioned her hands on Lang's muscular thighs to support her body weight, as she tried to force as much of his cock down her throat. "Grrragggh!" Eilleen had to come back up for air, and droplets of tears formed around her eyes. She had managed to gag seventy percent of Lang's cock in her mouth for thirty seconds, before she ran out of air.

"It's ok," Lang reassured her, "most first-timers aren't able to swallow the whole thing as well."

For some reason, Lang's comment only served to infuriate Eilleen. 'I'm going to swallow his whole fucking cock if it's going to kill me!' Her hands first moved from his thighs and her two hands took turns stroking his length up and down, allowing her to catch her breath. After a minute, her two hands re-positioned themselves on Lang's things, still spread out wide to give this eighteen year-old mixed beauty access to his private parts, and Eilleen's mouth moved forward to envelop Lang's member again. "Mmhhmmm," Eilleen moaned involuntarily with her lips wrapped around Lang's cock. She had never considered herself a particularly sexual person, but here she was, on her knees sucking a large male organ belonging to one of the most powerful men in China and actually enjoying herself! 'Am I not a feminist advocating for women's rights and freedoms?' Eilleen briefly wondered to herself. Her head continued to bob up and down, and Lang leaned back to enjoy Eilleen's blowjob. 'Maybe it's only natural for me to submit to, and want to please, a natural alpha male like Lang. Or maybe it's the ginseng and the other two hostesses playing with me as well.' The hostess with the red highlights doted on Lang and was kissing his face, neck, nipples and all the erogenous zones of his body, while the hostess with the golden highlights did the same on Eilleen with her hands busy rubbing Eilleen's protruding clitoris and perky nipples.

Just as Eilleen was about to try to deep-throat Lang's cock again, like a bird about to plunge into the water to hunt fish from the sky, Lang pulled her up towards him so they were both face-level each other. His sizeable cock was now rock-hard and was pointed up in anticipation of what was to come next. "Good job on completing part one of your gender re-education course," he remarked with a smirk. "Are you ready for part two?"

The eighteen year-old beauty looked into Lang's authoritative eyes, and not for the first time tonight, she felt like her purpose in life was to serve this dominant man. It was at that moment she decided she would never deny him anything. Eilleen bit her lips subconsciously, let out a small giggle, and nodded. "Anything for you, Mr. Wang."

"Good, that's what I want to hear." Without further ado, Lang grabbed Eilleen's hips, her flesh naked except for her black thong, and turned her around. He pushed her forward, causing her hands to fall forward onto the coffee table in front of her to hold her weight. "Don't move from this position -- I'm going to fuck you from behind," Lang instructed her. He ripped the remaining obstacle separating his cock from her vagina, her black thong, with his bare hands, causing it to wordlessly drop to the floor. Lang inspected Eilleen's pussy. 'God, this is one beautiful, wet pussy we have here today,' he thought to himself, as his fingers ran through her pussy drenched with her viscous liquids. He brought his fingers, coated with her juices, up to his nose to take a whiff, and was delighted by her pure, womanly smell. Lang decided to hold off plowing her from behind and bent down instead to taste her labia directly with his long, flickering tongue and mouth.