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Jiangcheng Zhou Xiao 

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The scenery of Jiangcheng, all the years, fireworks, rituals, the river, the ancient city—the darkness has never disappeared,
nor has the light ever faded. Daytime is Jiangcheng's bright era, nighttime remains its dark age,
but compared to the utterly bleak past, this city still holds hope. A
mother, single for over twenty years, has built a wealthy family in Jiangcheng with her own hands.
Under the fading night, the lights blaze with extravagance. Men and women, who would deliberately notice the filth
in the suburban villa? Zhou Lihua stands on the ground, her daughter Zhou Xiao kneeling at her feet. Mother
and daughter are extremely beautiful, but equally promiscuous.
Both are naked, their snow-white bodies glistening with sweat.
Zhou Lihua looks at her kneeling daughter, a satisfied smile on her face. Because what could be
better than a slave daughter? Zhou Xiao endured the pain, kneeling on the acupressure mat. Her slender calves, with
little flesh, were perfectly shaped. Kneeling like this, the protrusions on the mat pressed directly against her bones, causing pain and soreness,
making her drenched in sweat. Yet her mother continued to stomp on her, pressing down hard on her back, completely
disregarding her pain, or perhaps wanting to inflict it. Her
swollen buttocks, still bruised from the beating, were pressed against Zhou Xiao's delicate feet under Zhou Lihua's forceful stomping. Hearing Zhou Xiao's
groans of pain, Zhou Lihua became even more excited, the vibrating egg inside her vagina feeling even more stimulating.
A delicate hand slowly caressed Zhou Lihua's plump buttocks, gently kneading them—Zhou Lihua loved
this kind of play. The pressure of those hands was just right, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Zhou Lihua lowered her legs from Zhou Xiao's body, spreading them apart, her long legs and tight vagina faintly visible under the light
.
The woman behind her immediately understood and crawled on her knees to her mother's crotch. Her slender figure, now
crawling , resembled a beautiful snake. She was Zhou Xiao's older sister, Zhou Yang.
What could be better than two slave daughters? Both beauties were kneeling. Zhou Lihua
leaned down and felt an immense sense of pleasure. Two lewd daughters, a lewd mother, their
nightly, fixed, obscene game.
Zhou Lihua blindfolded her two daughters and then hid in a room. The daughter who found her first
would be spared punishment, but the one who didn't would be punished. The daughters had to strip
naked , insert vibrating eggs into their vaginas and anuses, and then begin kneeling, searching layer by layer. So, today,
it was Zhou Xiao who was punished.
Zhou Yang and her mother joined forces to whip her sister's buttocks, quickly leaving them red and swollen.
In fact, spanking was a common occurrence among the three. Zhou Yang's face was gently pressed against the ground, her snowy buttocks raised
high . A special anal plug, made entirely of iron, connected a long, large anal plug to the top, which
was a thick, artificial phallus. Because it was made of iron, Zhou Yang had to clench her
anus ; otherwise, if it fell off, she would be punished as well. She looked at her sister's tightly closed anus
with extreme envy. Due to her raised buttocks, the large glans of the artificial phallus was directly facing
Zhou Lihua 's vulva. Zhou Lihua took out a vibrator and gestured for Zhou Yang to insert it into Zhou Xiao's vagina.
Zhou Lihua looked at the thick iron phallus beneath her, which gleamed mysteriously under the light. She slowly
parted her tightly closed labia, revealing tender, red flesh inside, and gently
sat down . The unique coldness of the metal stimulated the most delicate part of her body, sending a shiver through Zhou Lihua. But
he still sat down, Zhou Yang clenching his anus tightly while
inserting a vibrating egg into his sister's vagina, who was kneeling on the acupressure mat.
Two delicate fingers gently parted Zhou Xiao's pink vulva. Zhou Xiao's labia were pink, the two tender flesh usually
tightly closed together, but when aroused, they would slightly separate like this. The tight, tender flesh inside the vagina
had strong contraction force. There was usually some vaginal fluid inside, but it only flowed down in thin streams. Unless he used his hands
or a tool, her vaginal fluid could only drip down gently.
Zhou Yang inserted the vibrating egg into Zhou Xiao's vagina and contentedly began to rub, oops,
play with! Uh, never mind, caress, fondle.
Zhou Lihua was using her eldest daughter as a base for her penis, thrusting incessantly behind her daughter's buttocks. Her
snow-white breasts bounced in the air, asserting their presence. Zhou Yang wasn't feeling particularly good,
but she was enjoying it. Her beautiful mother behind her was experiencing orgasm with her anal plug, and with each thrust from Zhou Lihua,
the already deeply inserted plug seemed to be slowly sinking further.
Zhou Yang could clearly feel the thick anal plug slowly penetrating her intestines. She already
imagined that when she pulled the plug out, her anus would likely be a gaping hole, and more
likely her mother would just hold the plug, frantically pounding it before pulling it out.
Zhou Lihua was enjoying it, Zhou Yang was enjoying it, and Zhou Xiao was enjoying it too. Three women, performing a lewd
drama. It was just a pity there was no audience. In the vast villa, only the voices of the three women could be heard.
Zhou Xiao knelt on the acupressure mat, not daring to relax even for a moment. The vibrating egg inside her vagina vibrated intensely, but
it was still bearable. However, after kneeling motionless for so long, Zhou Xiao felt her
legs going numb, but she dared not move, and could only continue kneeling there, waiting for Zhou Lihua's orders.
Zhou Yang noticed this and gently kneaded his sister's slender calves,
massaging . The mother, engrossed in the pleasure brought by the dildo, hadn't noticed this yet; otherwise, she
would have already told Zhou Xiao to rest. The three beauties' bodies seemed connected; their blood ties drove
them all mad. The taboo of incest was something the three women could only release through this.
Each of the three women possessed her own charm, and their seductive moans echoed in the villa, yet not a
sound escaped outside. Zhou Yang's presence seemed to be the bond between the mother and sister. The mother
masturbated behind her with an anal plug, while her sister's jade-like legs were in her hands. She could clearly feel their
warmth; her legs trembled slightly, and she massaged them even more diligently.
However, his mother's movements behind him became faster and faster. Zhou Yang could only feel the anal plug being pushed deeper and deeper into
his anus. The feeling was that it was firmly pressed against the bend in the intestines, and every little bit of advancement was like the most
frantic .
The fatigue from a long day's work gradually vanished under this feeling of shame.
Before him lay his sister's jade-like feet and plump buttocks, her pink anus resting on her two jade-like feet. Because she was kneeling, her buttocks were wide
open, her anus tightly closed. The pink anus seemed never to have been opened, but only Zhou Yang knew that
his sister's anus had undergone countless caresses and the insertion of various objects—always
something as thin as a finger; larger objects had never been used. Therefore, her anus remained consistently
tight.
All three women, mother and daughters, were exceptionally beautiful, each with their own unique style.
Zhou Lihua was nearly fifty years old, but she still looked like a beautiful woman in her thirties. Her
natural allure, coupled with her pair of high, large breasts and a strong maternal aura, stirred the
hearts of every man. Her waist was slender, her figure voluptuous; perhaps due to having given birth to two children, her buttocks showed no
signs of sagging, still forming a breathtaking curve with her slender waist. A beautiful mother, exuding
charm , and her two daughters naturally inherited her genes, along with her wantonness.
Zhou Yang is twenty-five years old, tall and slender, with long, beautiful legs. Her buttocks are pert, her face is pretty, and she
often wears black-rimmed glasses, radiating a strong intellectual aura. Her fair skin, like snow,
appears even whiter against the black-rimmed glasses. Her almond-shaped eyes, behind the glasses, possess an undeniable
allure. Her beautiful legs are even more striking when she wears stockings. Her tall stature makes her
stand out among women. She is more than half a head taller than her mother and sister, so at her mother's insistence,
she must crawl on her knees at home. To save the trouble of looking up...
Zhou Xiao was pampered by her mother and sister from a young age. Neither of them wanted her to be exposed to the dark side of society.
Unfortunately, in Jiangcheng, there was never a shortage of darkness, nor were there any knights of light. Although Zhou Xiao had no direct
contact with those things, she was influenced by what she saw and heard at school and lost her virginity early on.
Zhou Xiao's change drove the two women in the family almost crazy. The child they had always protected was just
as promiscuous as them. In the end, the game between the two became a game between three, but her sister and mother still
doted on her.
Zhou Xiao didn't have her mother's large breasts or her sister's long legs, but she inherited her mother's
good looks . Although her figure wasn't particularly special, it was well-proportioned. Her whole body was petite and delicate,
completely lacking her sister's tall and athletic temperament, but exuding a sense of fragility from the inside out. It made people want to
hold her in their arms .
The three-person lewd game ended when the mother discovered Zhou Yang's restless hands. Two women held their most
beloved child in the bathtub, the warm water enveloping Zhou Xiao's body. Zhou Yang's delicate hands explored the water,
carefully massaging her younger sister's body.
The mother, however, left the bathroom and stayed in the bedroom. Before leaving, she forcefully
pushed the anal plug in Zhou Yang's anus a few times
, clearly expressing her dissatisfaction at not having an orgasm. Zhou Yang could only smile wryly and
clench her anus tightly to prevent the plug from dislodging. Then she knelt on the bathroom floor and massaged Zhou Xiao.
The warm water and slightly cool hands intertwined on Zhou Xiao's sensitive, petite body. Gradually, her hands
warmed, and the vibrating egg in her vagina became unusually active. Zhou Xiao moaned comfortably in the bathtub.
Her older sister's gentle massage, with perfect pressure, further relaxed her entire body. Without
the torment of the acupressure mat, Zhou Xiao's two fair legs were covered in red marks.
Zhou Yang focused his massage on that area, using gentle pressure to avoid causing his sister too much pain. Zhou Xiao's voice
was a mixture of pain and pleasure, and her face, exposed outside the bathtub, gradually flushed red under the stimulation of the warm water. The pain excited her, and
the vibration of the vibrating egg deep inside her vagina brought her pleasure. Her small hand slowly reached between her legs, where her
clitoris was already erect, feeling hot under the stimulation of the warm water. She inserted one hand into her vagina,
thrusting and stimulating it, while the other hand pressed two fingers against her clitoris, stroking it in the bathtub.
Zhou Yang watched Zhou Xiao's lewd masturbation, feeling a sense
of emptiness in his own groin. But looking at Zhou Xiao's legs, he decided to continue massaging, using gentle pressure. The pleasure of Zhou Xiao's masturbation made her let out wanton moans.
At this moment, her mother's wide-open bedroom door also let out her plaintive moans.
Zhou Yang: "...
" She also wanted to masturbate...
Zhou Yang looked at his sister in the bathtub, still choosing to continue massaging her, though somewhat absent-mindedly.
A distracted Zhou Yang watched his sister masturbate, listening to his mother's moans. His hands continued
massaging Zhou Xiao's calves. Zhou Xiao lay in the bathtub enjoying herself, finally
reaching orgasm with a soft, seductive sigh, her body twitching slightly. Her face was flushed, her eyes languid, her body
slightly . The afterglow of her orgasm was so alluring.
Looking at the hands still massaging and roaming her legs, Zhou Xiao felt a surge of warmth in her heart. Zhou Yang stared intently
at her smooth calves, his movements gentle, afraid of hurting her. Her beautiful face, illuminated by the light
, had a slight blush, her eyes focused, and her eyebrows slightly
furrowed . Her slender eyebrows were exceptionally beautiful. While her black-rimmed glasses had given her an intellectual
air , her stunning beauty was truly breathtaking.
Zhou Xiao stared at her sister and suddenly realized how tall her sister was. Her long legs were perfectly proportioned,
neither too thick nor too thin, sometimes giving them an artistic quality.
The skin on her legs was delicate, like flawless jade—truly a pair of jade legs.
After massaging her sister for a while, Zhou Yang gently rose, still kneeling.
With difficulty she reached out her long arms, picked up a towel, wiped her hands, and then, supporting herself on her hands, crawled out
of the bathroom on her knees. Between her sexy, pert buttocks, the metal penis seemed like a tail,
swaying with her movements. Her beautiful figure entered her mother's room.
Looking at her sister, Zhou Xiao couldn't help but think that at home, Zhou Yang was always shorter than
them , but outside she was taller than her family. She had always been gentle. Even outside the home,
she's always gentle with her family, but at work, she's known for her tough methods. It's quite contradictory, but in Zhou Xiao's...
It seems that this quiet older sister is the highest mountain in her heart, a distant peak that gives her the strongest
faith. Her mother, on the other hand, is the vast land in her heart, allowing her to run endlessly.
Zhou Lihua held a dildo in her delicate hands. The dildo's thick, flesh-colored shaft
thrust in and out of her tight lower body, vibrating and humming. Its size made thrusting difficult for Zhou Lihua, but
the small bumps on the shaft gave her intense pleasure. Between her legs was a large puddle of vaginal fluid,
indicating she had already orgasmed several times. Opposite the bed in the room was a huge machine—a large
sex machine. Zhou Yang had personally experienced its extremely violent thrusting force. The
dildo was taken from that machine.
Seeing Zhou Yang, Zhou Lihua asked softly.
"Is Xiaoxiao alright?"
"I just massaged her legs, she's still lying in the bathtub, she should be fine."
Zhou Lihua looked at her docile eldest daughter, kneeling, and couldn't help but ask.
"Stand up if you're tired, I was just joking, but you took it seriously, kneeling for so many years."
Zhou Yang lowered her head even further, looking at the floor, her voice a little hoarse.
"It's alright, I'm not tired."
Hearing this, Zhou Lihua couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The image of a man appeared in her mind,
a man who had almost severed the relationship between mother and daughter. He had always loved Zhou Yang, but Zhou Lihua
had stolen him away, using every means to win him over. Then that man had been playing both sides,
whispering sweet nothings to Zhou Yang while brutally and directly penetrating Zhou Lihua.
And then, after a few months of this, he actually tried to take advantage of Zhou Xiao, who was only sixteen at the time. At this point
, the mother and daughter finally became enraged. Zhou Lihua directly contacted others to carry out the plan, and in the dead of night, they
submerged the river.
The moon was round then, as if symbolizing parting, and the river shimmered in its light, while the man sank beneath the beautiful
moonlight . This action by her mother truly broke Zhou Yang's heart. She
no longer played or acted spoiled towards her mother. She simply continued her lewd game with her.
"Stand up."
Although Zhou Lihua was promiscuous, she doted on her two daughters immensely. However, she didn't know why, but
it seemed she had truly been bewitched by that man, which led her to actively seduce him.
Hearing her mother's words, Zhou Yang gently stood up. It had been many years since she
had stood before her mother like this, or rather, it had been a long time since she had stood and looked at everything in her home. As she stood, her perspective
gradually rose. The bed, which had seemed so tall before, now felt quite low.
After realizing her mistake in giving the order, Zhou Lihua understood why Zhou Yang wore long pants
and skirts . But now, looking at her, she was shocked. Below her knees were calluses,
dark and prominent against her fair legs. While the shape of her legs remained beautiful, the
calluses added obvious cracks to what was once flawless jade.
On such perfection, even the smallest flaw is magnified countless times. And that is the imperfection. More
importantly , Zhou Lihua still believed her daughter's legs were normal, as perfect as before,
ignoring the fact that she had been kneeling at home for over five years.
Zhou Lihua stared blankly at her daughter's legs, feeling a bitter taste in her mouth. After a while, she patted the bed, gesturing for
her to sit. Zhou Yang complied, sitting directly on the bed. The anal plug in her anus was squeezed by the soft mattress,
causing a persistent throbbing pain that made her brow furrow even more, but she said nothing.
Looking at Zhou Yang now, Zhou Lihua felt a mix of emotions—anger, pain, regret… even the urge to
cry . But looking into Zhou Yang's emotionless eyes, her heart sank.
She had never seen her eyes so cold when Zhou Yang knelt before.
Zhou Yang sat beside her mother, but her body never touched her; her two jade-like legs were
intertwined. Beautiful and alluring. Even though the calluses on her legs marred their perfection, they weren't as beautiful as before, so much so
that Zhou Lihua dared not touch them. But her attitude… Zhou Lihua closed her eyes. A low voice
echoed in the bedroom.
"You mustn't kneel anymore, not even once."
Zhou Yang sat beside her, but Zhou Lihua felt as if she were sitting on a distant riverbank; her words received no
response. Her eyes remained closed.
"What happened before was my fault, can you forgive me?"
Zhou Yang remained silent. Only the coldness in her eyes deepened. Her right hand instinctively touched her brow,
concealing the mocking raised eyebrow.
After waiting for a long time without an answer, the mother finally let Zhou Yang go back.
As she was leaving, Zhou Yang's hoarse voice rang out.
"If it were a few years ago, if you had asked me to stand up, I might have chosen to forgive. But now,
this topic..." Tears streamed down Zhou Yang's face, dripping onto the floor.
"I don't know how to answer this question now."
Watching Zhou Yang's tall figure recede into the distance, the mother, lying on the bed, also heard her daughter's footsteps
growing fainter. Zhou Lihua waited for a long time, but heard no footsteps. Suddenly, she realized,
"For so many years, I've actually thought she was still walking beside me..."
Zhou Lihua understood even more clearly that her daughter had left her, but hadn't betrayed her; this feeling was what
tormented her even more. Because the one who had made her leave was herself.
Zhou Lihua stared blankly at the dildo in her hand for a long time before throwing it to the ground.
Tears streamed down her face, and for both her and Zhou Yang, the deepest wounds in their hearts were simultaneously reopened by each other.
The bloody wounds, the blood turning into tears. The rift seemed to widen slightly, yet also deepen a little.
Perhaps the only unbroken link between them was Zhou Xiao.
But Zhou Xiao was unaware that she was constantly running across the land, never reaching that mountain, for
it
Zhou Yang sat by the window, his long legs swinging casually outside. The bright moon in the sky, the distant river. Jiangcheng was even more captivating in
the darkness .
"This Jiangcheng..." Zhou Yang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The melancholy on his face turned into indifference.
"It's truly heartbreaking."

[The End]

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