The Lan family estate, once the symbol of unyielding power in the country, now felt like a crumbling dream. Ever since Lan Xinyue's brutal attack, the tides had turned dramatically.

Both the Lan Xinyue and her daughter Meiling lay unconscious in their lavish yet lonely beds, hooked up to pipes and medicines that barely kept them breathing. Without Xinyue's fierce command over the family and her unmatched prowess, the Lan clan was like a dragon without its claws.

The power dynamic had shifted overnight, tilting heavily in favor of the second mother—Lan Mei, known far and wide as the Lady of Coins. She controlled the family's vast wealth, the merchant networks, and the shadowy deals that kept their coffers overflowing.

Even if the coins were flowing in the family, without the absolute power that most people feared, people started fear less and less toward Lan family as the days went on.

The void left by Xinyue was a gaping wound. Rival families smelled blood in the water and pounced. The Asashi clan had boldly declared independence from the government.

No one saw it coming—not even the sharpest spies in the Lan network yet it was the most obvious thing for most people. "How dare they?" servants muttered in the kitchens. "With the Prime Minister dead, the country's in chaos, but this? This is outright treason!"

Indeed, the government was a mess. The Prime Minister's assassination had left a vacuum at the top. Ministers and powerful families bickered endlessly in their houses and to media, unable to agree on a successor. Factions formed and dissolved like morning mist, while riots sparked in the streets.

Thieves roamed freer, borders grew porous, and opportunistic clans like the Asashi seized lands that weren't theirs. Amid all this turmoil, the country was on the edge of collapse.

Yet, in the heart of the Lan Market district's underbelly, far from the political storms, Lan Xue got out from her luxury vehicle without any concern on her face as if she was having the time of her life..

As the first daughter of the Lan family, she slipped out under the cover of dusk. Her destination: the Whispering Lotus, an exclusive male massage parlor tucked away in the silk district.

Such places only catered to the elite ladies who craved relaxation... and more. Men here were trained to serve, their bodies honed for pleasure and obedience. It was a haven for deals as much as decadence.

Lan Xue entered through the gilded doors, her silk robes whispering against the marble floors. The air was thick with incense—jasmine and sandalwood mingling with the faint scent of oiled skin. Attendants, all handsome young men in minimal attire exposing their bulges, bowed deeply. "Welcome, Lady Lan," one murmured, his voice like velvet. "Your private chamber awaits."

Xue gazed at the man, her eyes brimming with desire, but she knew she had to wait since she was already late for an important meeting. Still, it felt like such a waste to leave such an enticing opportunity untouched. She quickly approached the man and, with a smile, gently grasped his penis. "Come to me when I call for you," she said.

The man nodded without hesitation, as he was already trained to please these high-class women.

She nodded curtly, her mind already racing ahead. This wasn't just for pleasure; it was business. As she was led to a steaming room adorned with low cushions and flickering lanterns, she spotted familiar faces.

Reclining on adjacent beds were several high-influence women: Madam Huo from the merchant union, known for her iron grip on trade routes and money flow; Lady Qian, a shadowy figure in the underworld; and Duchess Wei, whose family controlled half the countries hotels and spa who is also the owner of this establisment. They were all getting massages from skilled male attendants, their conversations flowing like the hot oils being poured.

Lan Xue disrobed partially, letting her outer layers fall as she lay face-down on the heated stone bed. A tall, thin man approached, his hands glistening with aromatic oil. His name tag read "Kai"—just a number in this world, but his touch was divine. He began at her shoulders, kneading deeply, his fingers tracing the tension from days of scheming.

"Ah, that's better," Lan Xue sighed, her voice muffled against the pillow. The steam rose around them, creating a hazy veil of intimacy.

Beside her, Madam Huo chuckled, her own attendant working on her calves. "Lan Xue, you look like you've been wrestling demons. Family troubles?"

Lan Xue turned her head slightly, eyeing the group. "You could say that. With Xinyue and Mother out of commission, it's all on mother now. The Lady of Coins is thriving, but we're short on real power. The Asashi clan's independence declaration? It's emboldened every rat in the sewers."

Lady Qian, a sly woman with sharp features, nodded while her masseur pressed into her back. "Heard about that. Bold move. Government's in shambles—no Prime Minister means no order. We've had to double our guards on the trafficking routes."

The conversation shifted seamlessly to their shared vice: human trafficking. In this matriarchal society, males were often commodities—prized for labor, entertainment, or worse. The elite women traded them like fine silks.

"I've just closed a deal on a batch from the borderlands," Madam Huo boasted, her voice low and conspiratorial. "Twenty strong and girthy ones, unbroken. They'll fetch a fortune in the hands of good old perverts. Remember that raid last month? We snatched them right from Hasmania."

Duchess Wei laughed softly, her attendant's hands gliding over her thighs in a way that made the air thicker. "Oh, that was child's play. I orchestrated a bigger one—fifty males from the southern. Trained them myself for the pleasure houses. One resisted at first, but a few sessions with the obedience pills, and he was begging to serve."

Lan Xue felt Kai's hands move lower, pressing into her lower back with firm, rhythmic strokes. The heat built, both from the steam and the touch. She moaned lightly, then joined in. "Impressive. We've been focusing on the elite specimens lately. High-born males who think they're above it all. Break their spirit, and they're worth ten times more. Last week, we shipped a group to the mainland—clients there pay rather generously."

The women exchanged knowing glances, their massages growing more intense. Kai's fingers danced along Lan Xue's sides, brushing sensitive spots that sent shivers through her. "Deeper," she commanded, and he obeyed, his oiled palms sliding under her towel for a steamy, boundary-pushing rubdown on her asshole and her pussy.

Lady Qian leaned closer, her voice dropping. "Speaking of high-born... I've heard rumors. A man awakening—some rare talent, they say. And he refused the Lan family's offer to join? Bold for a mere male."

Lan Xue's eyes narrowed, but she kept her tone casual as Kai worked on her ass, his touch turning the massage into something far more sensual. The steam swirled, and she felt the heat pooling. "Ah, yes. That one. He sure has a lot of ego for a man. Thinks he's special because of some awakening. We offered him protection, status—even a position in the family. But no, he spat on it."

The woman next to her—Duchess Wei—smiled wickedly, her own masseur now focusing on her pussy with expert precision. "Once in a while, men like them appear. Arrogant, unbroken. But it's our job to tame them, isn't it? Nothing quite like bending a proud one to your will."

Lan Xue's eyes brightened at the words, a spark of excitement cutting through the haze. Kai's hands ventured higher, the massage now blatantly steamy, his breaths coming quicker as he served. She arched slightly, enjoying the power dynamic. "Tame them... yes. That does sound appealing."

Duchess Wei paused, signaling her attendant to pour more oil. The room filled with the slick sounds of skin on skin. "Actually, there's a huge need for another plaything right now. For a few rich women—very discreet clients. This isn't just any ordinary deal. High stakes, high rewards. If we could get our hands on a fine specimen like that ego-filled awakened man... well, we'd make our clients real happy. Imagine the bidding war."

Lan Xue smiled, her mind whirling as Kai's fingers traced intimate paths, the steam making everything feel forbidden and electric. She muttered under her breath, "Now this sure sounds like the most attractive deal."

Madam Huo perked up, her massage pausing as she sat up slightly. "You're considering it? Snatching him for the trade?"

"Why not?" Lan Xue replied, her voice husky from the pleasure. "He's wasted out there, defying us. Better to put him to use. Tell me more about these clients."

Duchess Wei grinned, leaning back as her attendant resumed, his hands bold and unyielding. "They're from the inner court—widows of the old regime, bored and wealthy. They crave something exotic to break. A man with an awakening? That's rare. We could train him, break that ego, turn him into the perfect toy. More than payment we can get some juicy deals from that woman...she is a beast."

Lady Qian nodded enthusiastically. "I've got contacts who can handle the capture. Subtle, no traces back to the Lan family. Use a shadow squad—males are easy to lure with false promises."

Lan Xue felt a thrill, amplified by Kai's expert touch. He was now massaging her boobs, pulling her into a seated position for a shoulder rub that pressed his body close. The other women watched, their own sessions mirroring the intensity. "And the risks? With the government in chaos, it's prime time, but we can't afford slip-ups."

"Minimal," Madam Huo assured. "Asashi's distraction works in our favor. Everyone's eyes are on the borders. We move quick, deliver him wrapped up nice."

Duchess Wei's eyes gleamed. "Think about it, Xue. Your family regains firepower through backdoor deals. Mei would approve—the Lady of Coins loves profit."

Lan Xue laughed softly, the sound echoing in the steamy room. "She does. Alright, let's plan this. But first... Kai...stop with this and get to it...lick my asshole and my pussy you fucking dog!"

The masseur nodded obediently, his hands diving deeper into the pussy as he kneeled with his tounge out. As the women plotted, the parlor's haze thickened, hiding schemes that could reshape fates.

The conversation flowed on, details sharpening like blades. "We'll need bait," Lady Qian suggested. "A beautiful operative to lure him in."

"Or a false job," Madam Huo added. "Promise power, deliver chains."

Duchess Wei sealed it. "And once tamed? Auction him to the highest bidder. Those rich widows will pay fortunes."

Lan Xue's smile widened, the massage reaching its peak. "Perfect. Let's make it happen."