【The pain inflicted on the mother】(3)

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Author: hubngdhboliner Word Count: 4231 :threbd-9124428-1-1. The author hereby emphasizes: This is an "immortal" story, meaning it will constantly torture readers to death. Those who wish to read it, please refrain from irrelevant replies

such as, "It's too heavy, I can't accept it." (I have already warned you beforehand; any negative consequences from reading this are not my intention.) This is the author's first time writing, and I hope readers who have inspiration or support will actively reply. The red heart in the upper right corner represents your support, thank you. In the afternoon, Chen and Guan Qing had a self-service barbecue in their courtyard. A gentle breeze made it very pleasant. Chen ate the grilled meat skewered on bamboo sticks while enjoying Guan Qing's service. Chen sat in a chair, and Guan Qing, wearing a black strapless dress, sat on her son's lap, her vagina swallowing Chen's large penis, moaning softly as she watched her son eat. Any mother would feel happy watching her son eat food she had prepared herself. "Chen...do you want some?" Guan Qing asked. "It tastes delicious, but Mom, the meat is too tough." Chen frowned, pouting as he swallowed the roasted meat. "Ah...then Mom will choose a tender one later...umm...and roast it again for you..." Guan Qing took the remaining roasted meat from Chen's hand, took a bite herself, and it was indeed a bit tough. But roasted meat inevitably gets tougher, unlike fried meat which is tender. "Then I'll choose." Chen squinted and grinned. He hugged his mother and began to thrust. "Ah ah...good...umm...Chen..." Guan Qing pressed tightly against her son, moaning wantonly. After the sex ended, Chen ordered his men to bring dried longan and strong liquor. Guan Qing frowned, "Chen, you can't drink too much. Alcohol is bad for your stomach." "Don't worry, it's for you, you slut, and with this mouth of yours." Chen grinned wickedly, his hand digging into her still swollen and moist little hole. Guan Qing immediately felt her face burning. "In our history class, we talked about punishments for adulterous women. There was a pretty good idea in it, and I was thinking that I had to try it on you, you slut, when I got back to see if it would work," Chen said, as his subordinate brought the item. "Take a long stick and tie this slut's feet to it," Chen ordered his subordinate, Qiangzi. Qiangzi was loyal to Chen, something Guan Qing had told him when she hired him. Qiangzi remembered his mistress telling him, "Only Chen is your master. You cannot disobey any of Chen's orders." From the initial shock to the current calm, Qiangzi felt his heart was capable of handling anything. The Japanese soldiers they had seen earlier were played by him and another companion. Guan Qing obediently lay on the lawn, letting Qiangzi pull her legs to their limit, almost 180 degrees, and tie them to the stick. Her bare vulva was exposed to the sunlight, glistening with moisture, pink and alluring. Feeling Qiangzi's gaze, Guan Qing closed her eyes in humiliation. After all, she usually presented herself as a loving mother, and during these extreme games, Guan Qing felt extremely embarrassed whenever others were present. "Bitch, stuff all these dried longans into your uterus. Stuff as many as you can." Chen brought the bag to Guan Qing's side. "Yes, Master." Guan Qing nodded. Qiangzi stood beside her after completing the task. She picked up the dried longans and stuffed them into her vagina one by one. Soon, her vagina couldn't hold any more. Guan Qing took a deep breath and tried to push them in with her fingers. "Ah...ah...um...Master...some dried longans have already passed through the cervix...entered this slut's uterus...ah..." Guan Qing groaned. "Good, continue." "Ah...ah ah..." Guan Qing kept stuffing them in, enduring the pain of the foreign object passing through her cervix. After a while, Guan Qing couldn't stuff any more in. "Chen... Master... I can't go in anymore... My uterus... My uterus is full... Ahhh..." "Good girl, Master will find something to help you." Chen took a wooden stick and placed it in Guan Qing's hand. Guan Qing resignedly closed her eyes. She would never disobey Chen's wishes. With trembling hands, she placed the wooden stick outside her vagina. She used both hands to forcefully push the stick inside! In an instant, the entire courtyard was filled with Guan Qing's painful screams and shouts. "Ahhhhh... My uterus... My uterus is about to burst... My uterine cervix is stretched... Ahhhh... Master..." No matter how hard Guan Qing tried, she couldn't insert it anymore. "Alright... That's enough... I guess even the harlots of ancient times weren't tortured this cruelly... You've worked hard, bitch..." Chen removed Guan Qing's hand and saw that his mother's vagina was so bright red that it was almost dripping blood. "Mom, I came out from this place. My belly is all bulging... Mom worked so hard... Then reward Mom with the pain she didn't even experience when she gave birth to me..." Chen slowly poured strong liquor into Guan Qing's vagina. "When dried longan meets strong liquor, it will expand to more than twice its original size... Your uterus will slowly be pushed to its limit and then rupture, just like a massive hemorrhage during childbirth. Then you will slowly bleed out... and die from excessive blood loss..." Guan Qing groaned helplessly, "This kind of death is a hundred times more painful than instant death..." "Mom, grill me a really delicious roast meat." Chen demanded. "Okay, bitch get up and grill for your master." Guan Qing struggled to stand up, the dried longan rubbing against her uterus, the sensation was painful and numb, making it difficult for her to stand straight. "I want to pick these two tenderest pieces of meat." He kneaded his mother's snow-white and large breasts, pinching Guan Qing's swollen nipples hard with two fingers. Guan Qing groaned, unable to stand, and fell into her son's arms, letting out painful groans, but her back involuntarily arched, allowing her son's fingers to caress her nipples. Her nipples had become large from breastfeeding Chen, and when Chen pinched them, the flesh was flattened, as if it wanted to be pinched off. Guan Qing understood that her son wanted to roast her breasts. "When you were little, Mom drank your milk, and now that you're grown up, Mom's breasts are for you to roast. Chen, Mom's body is all yours, and Mom will roast the most delicious meat." As long as Chen wanted it, she would give him the best. This was Guan Qing's thought. She had shown herself in all sorts of ways in front of her son, and her basic sense of shame had long been worn away. She was happy that her body could bring pleasure to her son. "Chen, wait for Mom, Mom is going to get some tools." Guan Qing smiled slightly, then staggered away. Chen sat in the chair waiting for his mother. This game wasn't just his doing; whenever his mother had a specific idea and demanded that Chen inflict unparalleled pain on her, Chen was always incredibly excited. Guan Qing knew this, so she would make the game even more exciting, even at the cost of excruciating pain. She couldn't live without this game; whenever she was close to death, she would tremble with sexual arousal. When Guan Qing returned, her lower abdomen was swollen like that of a woman in her third or fourth month of pregnancy. Guan Qing knelt in front of Chen and took out a palm-shaped wooden board. "Chen, do you remember what this is?" "This is the wooden board your mother used to spank me when I was naughty as a child, you little slut." Chen took it and held it in his hand. "Does it hurt?" Guan Qing smiled at Chen, but she wasn't as relaxed as she appeared. Her uterus was swollen, stretching it out of shape, and now, any movement felt like a wooden stick twisting inside her uterus. "It hurts a lot, Mom," Chen pouted and answered coquettishly.

"Now, let's repay Mom's breasts a hundredfold. Let's loosen up Mom's flesh. Before grilling, the breast meat needs to be pounded until it's purplish-red to make it tender," Guan Qing said, looking at Chen.
Chen nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the wooden board slammed hard against Guan Qing's large breasts. Guan Qing groaned, her breasts already turning a deep purplish-red.
Guan Qing lifted her breasts, clenching her hands tightly behind her back, allowing Chen to apply more force.
Chen continued to strike, and with his relentless effort, her breasts gradually became covered with purplish-red marks. When the first wounds were injured again, the pain would be doubled. "Alright, the slut's breasts have been loosened. Now, use this iron skewer to pierce the slut's breasts, so the grilled meat will be more flavorful," Guan Qing stopped him, handing Chen a box of barbecue skewers.
"But you slut, I want to slap you with this wooden board now. To avenge the pain I felt as a child," Chen said, tucking Guan Qing's hair behind her ear and gently stroking her cheek.
"Everything this slut has is yours," Guan Qing said submissively, trembling.
"Letting your son slap you, you really are a slut," Chen humiliated her.
"Yes, I am a slut," Guan Qing repeated, closing her eyes.
The wooden board whistled as it struck Guan Qing's face, knocking her to the ground before she struggled to her knees. Her right cheek burned, and her mouth tasted salty; Guan Qing knew she was bleeding. But the immense humiliation made her tremble more than the pain.
Several more slaps followed, leaving Guan Qing dizzy.
Guan Qing felt both ashamed and sweet at her son's praise; she smiled slightly, which only made her cheek sting. She walked to the barbecue grill and noticed it was positioned just below her breasts; she immediately knew her son had planned this all along. Shaking her head helplessly, she took a deep breath and leaned over the grill, placing her breasts on the grill: "Chen, watch carefully..."
The grill sizzled as the fat roasted, accompanied by Guan Qing's painful groans: "Ahhh... Oh my god..."
After a while, Guan Qing realized the upper part of her breasts wasn't getting cooked, so she placed her nipples in the middle, laying her entire breast flat on the grill, practically throwing herself onto it. The
initial excruciating pain subsided quickly; Guan Qing found that the roasted flesh no longer hurt. Her breasts turned a golden brown, emitting an enticing aroma of grilled meat.
Guan Qing composed herself and evenly brushed the seasonings onto her breasts. At this point, Guan Qing felt dizzy.
"Master, please enjoy the delicious grilled meat." Guan Qing forced herself to walk to her son; her belly was already like that of a woman in her tenth month of pregnancy. Chen noticed that her vagina had begun to bleed. "This slut's uterus has been stretched to its limit..."
Chen looked at the nipple with satisfaction and bit it off. The nipples, usually abused countless times, were bitten off. "The nipples are chewy, the flesh is tender. They're perfectly seasoned. Thank you, Mom."
"I'm glad you like them." Her face was already pale, but she was happy because of Chen's satisfaction. Chen bit off a piece of flesh for her, and she ate it and thought it was quite good.
By the time Chen had finished eating both of her large, full breasts, her mother no longer had any. Her belly appeared even larger as a result.
After eating, Chen took out his tablet to watch a movie, while Guan Qing lay on the lawn, gradually losing blood.
When Chen finished watching the movie, which lasted an hour or two, Guan Qing lay motionless on the lawn. Her soft moans and constant slight twitches told Chen that Guan Qing was still alive. He went over and pressed on Guan Qing's abdomen with both hands.
"Ah...it hurts...Chen..." Guan Qing struggled with all her might, but she couldn't muster any strength.
After a while, Guan Qing finally lost consciousness, her heart stopped beating due to excessive blood loss, and the endless pain also stopped.
Chen checked his watch; four hours had passed since Guan Qing's death. Chen found this way of dying incredibly amusing.
For a while afterward, before cooking, working, or doing housework, Chen would use dried longan and strong liquor to add to the enjoyment. Of course, he also learned to control the amount; the less dried longan, the slower his mother would die. For example, before going to work, he would give her a small amount. While doing housework at home, he would give her a large amount, keeping her constantly tossed and turned in the agony of her uterus rupturing.
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