The beautiful cook sister is helplessly dealing with her uncles [Full Story]

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A beautiful cook sister helplessly deals with her uncles
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In this cold winter at the end of the year, the joyful Christmas dance sounds are ringing out, making me involuntarily recall my late husband
and the marriage that almost lost because of my masturbation. I remember that Christmas Eve, I was indulging in self-indulgence when
my late husband suddenly pushed open the door. Seeing me naked and breathing heavily, he stared wide-eyed in shock and
angrily shouted at me, "You shameless slut!" The door was then slammed shut, and my late husband
stormed out... What was once a happy and fulfilling marriage was almost destroyed in an instant! My late husband and I knew each other, got to know each other, and fell in love
. After a long courtship, the two of us finally stayed together to enjoy the pleasures of love, and the joy and
excitement were indescribable. I didn't feel shy about my late husband's thoughtfulness, and we quickly became quite compatible.
After each passionate encounter, my late husband embraced me and said we were a match made in heaven. I nestled in his arms,
shyly saying we were conjoined twins, perfectly in sync. Our expressions of affection were honest and passionate!
"Great is sincerity, moving the world," meaning that sincere expressions of love are so powerful
that they inspire one's entire life.

After the initial passion of our honeymoon, everything began to settle into a routine. In this routine, I couldn't help but reminisce about those times of "
masturbation " One time, my late husband was away on a business trip. That Christmas night, listening to sacred music and
thinking of him, loving scenes flashed through my mind. After showering, I lay listlessly on
the bed, when suddenly, a thought struck me. I lay naked on the bed, grasped my toes with one hand, and arched myself into a tight bow, every muscle
in my body tense. My hand reached for my genitals, and suddenly, I felt
a trembling, throbbing sensation in my inner thigh, followed by a wave of pleasure like a hot spring. That feeling was novel and captivating, so I
consciously increased the intensity of my movements to achieve the sensations I desired! I also learned to caress myself, bringing
myself to orgasm! I couldn't help but reach for my breasts... and soon, I reached orgasm again. I
lay limp on the bed, savoring the ecstatic sensation, feeling a completely
different .

Tragically, just as I was reveling in this feeling, my husband suddenly burst into the bedroom. Seeing
me naked, he roared at me in disappointment and anger, "You shameless slut!" The door slammed shut
, and my late husband then tried to forcefully pull me, completely naked, out into the street to be displayed for all to see! I sat on the floor, bare-bottomed
and stunned The sudden turn of events left me bewildered; my late husband's reaction was so intense, something
I hadn't anticipated. I felt ashamed and worried, begging him to calm down, to forgive me, and not to hurt me further or cause more damage to
our marriage. Every time I recall these memories, even though my late husband has been gone for a long time, I still often wake
up Tonight, in the quiet of the night, I can clearly hear my own rapid heartbeat again!

These are things from many years ago; I shouldn't be thinking about them anymore now that my husband is in heaven. Yet, these memories keep resurfacing in
my mind. Both the fright and the memory are so complex and difficult to understand. No wonder there are various analyses trying to uncover
some so-called subconscious truth. Do these memories have any special meaning or symbolism today? I'm plunged
into endless fear, my heart pounding rapidly. In short, the past isn't anything particularly serious
, so why am I so terrified tonight, as if falling into an abyss? I lie naked on the bed, my heart heavy, all my strength
gone , my body bent, only able to sob in despair, letting my tears silently tell me what they want to say.
When dawn breaks, I don't know if today will be a blessing or a curse! Alas, life! When you sacrifice
the enjoyment of life for the sake of the future, your life is reduced by 90%; if you sacrifice freedom and family, your life is reduced by
70%; if you give up your own will and love, your life is reduced by 50%. My once affluent
life by widowhood.

Since being relegated to the kitchen, my mother-in-law only allows me to wear a worn-out light blue nightgown with my bare breasts exposed, and a pair of
men's briefs on my big buttocks. The buttons at the front of the briefs have been deliberately removed, making it easy to
be groped by men at any time! As the weather gets colder, I can only wear a half-length old cotton coat to keep warm. My sister, with her
size 37.5 feet , lazily reveals her jade-like feet, showing off her ten well-proportioned toes. With her beautiful big feet hooked on her small
wooden clogs, she clatters and clatters as she bustles in and out of the kitchen. In the chaos, I could only carefully guard the last line of defense,
protecting my sister's private parts, hiding her heavy 34C breasts, and the exposed white, tender cleavage
and pink nipples... My sister knew she was getting old and her beauty was fading, but she also understood that
a mature woman was still stunning and alluring; especially, she possessed the charm and sensuality of a housewife, combined with a pitiful vulnerability,
a half-pear blossom, half-shy feeling as her jade-like face turned slightly cold with longing for her late husband; and her still well-maintained, voluptuous figure, coupled with her impatient nature and
obedient personality, often tempted men to greedily challenge her. The men in my mother-in-law's family were all like wild beasts,
refusing to disperse after dinner, drinking and making merry, ordering me to cook a few dishes and a cold fish and peanut salad to go with their drinks.

My mother-in-law has three brothers, and they're all drinking together tonight. They're incredibly strong;
they beat my sister frequently. She's often stripped naked and tied to a frame, like a fat, white female rabbit. First, they
grope her all over, then whip her or beat her with a cane. They not only beat her buttocks, but also often
turn her around strip her naked, rub and squeeze her breasts, poke her nipples, pluck her pubic hair, and whip her soles and clitoris with rubber tubing or a cane
. The sound is crisp, but it's the most perverse and miserable thing—painful and aching to the bone, a tingling sensation reaching
my lower abdomen and uterus. For three whole days, my vagina is itchy and I can't retract. Even if I kneel naked on the ground begging for mercy, they
might not stop. After the beating, I often stagger around for days with my fat, white buttocks sticking out. My mother-in-law's first
brother was also a lecherous scoundrel. One night, he put a sheep's eye ring on my sister and defiled her all night long. After defiled her front, he went after her back.
Her anus was dry and cracked in several places, and her hemorrhoids were bleeding. My sister was truly raped and ravaged to the point of disbelief.
Her vaginal discharge was so strong that she couldn't stop it! She gritted her teeth and fainted! She was so exhausted the next day that she could only
drink some soup! My mother-in-law's second brother was a complete scoundrel, utterly uncultured, dark and filthy. It's
hard to describe how sadistic and terrorist he was. My sister suffered so much at his hands. She was terrified of him! He was a psychopath,
and his penis was huge! He took advantage of me, a young widow, when I was in the kitchen cooking to sneak up on my sister's breasts and genitals, and...
They even brought their dog to lick me, not even sparing me when I had just started my period. I was utterly speechless. This poor little
widow tried to resist by squatting down and squeezing her legs together, but no one in the family intervened. One night, they even demanded that I be naked and intimate with
my own daughter! And they wanted my daughter to dig into my genitals! I tried to avoid them, but it looks like I'm
in for a lot of trouble tonight!

Sigh, what a miserable life! It's really tough being in my in-laws' house! Being targeted by them has
put my mother-in-law's brother in big trouble. I'm over forty, and my sex drive is
n't strong. After my husband left, I've been able to manage without a man for many years, and masturbation is quite a comfortable way to relieve stress. But I
'm so unlucky to be raped by the men in my in-laws' house, to have my body brutally violated, to be scolded, beaten, fucked, and abused. At this moment, a woman's innate
weaknesses and insignificance of power were laid bare. I had
no choice but to obey the man's wishes; I was utterly powerless to resist, and could only repeatedly cry out in pain and beg for mercy, lamenting my miserable fate.

My mother-in-law's second brother, that big rascal—my father—had a few drinks and, seeing me clattering
into the kitchen in small wooden clogs, said, "Big feet, your big feet look quite sexy tucked into those clogs!"

"Alas, what can I do? These are the only shoes I have. They're a bit small, aren't they? Look, my big feet are wearing these size
two clogs, and I have to desperately squeeze my toes and fingers into them, leaving
my ankles exposed, making me look like a little white dumpling. I have to clench my buttocks so tightly when I walk that I can't even fart! One wrong
move and I'll slip and fall!"

"Then go ahead and bare your feet and act all sexy, don't complain or look all smileless!"

"Sigh, it's so cold, bare feet are really cold. I'm still a widow, I miss my husband
terribly, I want to laugh but I just can't, just pretend I'm cool."

"Hey, then let's not be a widow today, Big Feet, let's have some fun! Have a drink, put on your
clogs, and play some games for everyone to see. First, hopscotch, then jump rope. If you lose, you
have to pinch my breasts three times and take off a piece of clothing!"

My heart skipped a beat, my mind went blank. Tonight I'm definitely going to embarrass myself! I'm only wearing five pieces of clothing, even including the two clogs
, but I'll be stripped naked all at once! What am I going to do?!

Building a house – that was a childhood game. We'd draw a rectangular house on the ground, with
eight squares, numbered nine from the first square to the semicircle. I'd reluctantly throw a tile into
the first square, then hook my clogs on one foot and hop into the square, pick up the tile, hop back
on one foot, throw the tile into the second square, hop back to the first square with a "thud," then the second, hopping back
and forth. When I reached the fifth square, I'd pick up the tile, straddle four or five squares forward, then jump back
with turn around, straddle again with a "thud," and hop back on one foot. My large, white, lotus-like
feet, with the toes squeezed into the clogs and my white, smooth ankles exposed
, made hopping back on one foot a very difficult task! My big feet hopped and skipped on the wooden clogs,
my head dripping with sweat and my ponytail all loose. With each jump, my large breasts swayed involuntarily
! I also had to be careful throwing tiles, not only to get them into the squares but also to place them in a position that was easy to pick up, because
I was on one foot when picking them up. It was important for my big feet to maintain balance. I showed off my jade-like feet, revealing my shapely and
warm toes, using these beautiful big feet to hook the wooden clogs as I jumped, but I also had to be careful not to let my pants reveal
anything while jumping. If I threw them too far, I wouldn't be able to reach them. On the fourth or fifth square, I wasn't careful and
slipped with a whoosh. The clogs suddenly flew off my feet, and my heavy bottom fell to the ground with a "thud." I saw
stars and couldn't get up. In a daze, I was surrounded by three men. My shirt was undone, leaving me half-naked, and
six large hands began a series of abusive acts. They attacked my breasts, pinching them, and I was pushed to the ground, half-naked.
The cold wind blew on me, and though I pleaded desperately, I felt a
hand with long, hard nails slip up and touch my areola. The nails pinched my nipple with such force that they almost tore it off
. I frowned, my body jolted, and a tear the size of a soybean streamed down my face.

"Alright, alright, in short, Big Foot Jump did a decent job building the house. Here's a hundred yuan for your labor!"
My mother-in-law 's eldest brother made the final decision with a chuckle.

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much!"

"But you still have to be punished. You'll have to take off your pants, expose your big butt, and change into a pair of high heels to
jump rope for fun. Hey, if you lose, you'll have to dig your cunt and twist your hemorrhoids!"

"Oh, no way, the shoes in the shoe cabinet belong to my aunt, I don't dare wear them!"

"Big feet, stop nagging, I mean it!"

Helpless, I obediently took off my pants and tightened my cotton-padded jacket around my body. My size 37.5 feet were forced into
my aunt's size 6 black three-inch high heels, with my toes still half sticking out of the shoes. I stuck out my fat butt and
walked back in my stiletto heels, swaying and wobbling. In front of the three devils, I stood gracefully like the movie star Lin Chi-ling,
half a head taller than them!

My mother-in-law's second brother then pulled a flat black leather strap and a piece of wood from his pocket, looking at me and saying, "Big Foot,
do you want to shove this stick inside your cunt and jump?
You have to sing a nursery rhyme while you jump, and the rhyme has to be as lewd as possible, the more lewd the better. If we're not happy, the leather strap will whip your cunt and gouge your asshole!"

"Yes, yes, I'll sing, I'll sing... ah... I'll obey, Big Foot won't dare to disobey!"

The three of them had already formed an equilateral triangle with rubber bands around their calves. I was wearing
three-inch high heels and struggling to jump in the middle. I first tightened my cotton-padded coat around my body, afraid of revealing my
bare crotch, then hooked my right ankle onto "one side" of the triangle, then put my left foot in, then jumped out with my right foot,
and then jumped out with my left foot. I jumped like this three times in a row. After jumping on "one side", I stuck out my big butt and
jogged to "the second side" and "the third side" to jump. And so, following the triangle shape, I laboriously
hopped on the rubber
band with my two big toes , my cherry lips slightly parted as I murmured a nursery rhyme. Of course, to avoid getting a beating, I had to change the lyrics a bit; my big toes were supposed to
bounce on the ground, "tap, tap, tap," following the rhythm of the rhyme… "Little duck, little duck, all yellow, flat beak like a slut, quack quack quack loudly
, waddling forward, thrusting forward!"

"Red scarf, going to school, everyone carrying a stick, what stick? A big meat stick for our descendants! Chairman Mao's quote
shines brightly, shines brightly, let's work forward towards the sun!"

"Reform and opening up is truly good, long live Deng Xiaoping! My parents gave me a piece of land, wasted for over ten years,
now with reform and opening up, whoever rents it will pay! My parents gave me a gun, fired in the same old place every day, now
with reform and opening up, unfortunately all the bullets are gone!"

"Alright, big feet! Come on, let's raise some rubber bands high, let's see your cunt!"

Grandma's brother shouted, and slowly moved the rubber bands up, gradually increasing the difficulty. I tried to
raise my legs to hook the rubber bands, but because my pants were pulled down, I accidentally exposed my private parts, causing a burst of laughter!
I quickly jumped onto the second side and sang helplessly, "Little mouse, carrying a chicken, what to do if the chicken is too big? A female mouse
lies on the ground, tightly hugging the big chicken. A male mouse pulls the chicken, pulling and pulling and pulling home." "Tap, tap, tap,"
my big feet jumped around again.

"Big chicken, hard and long, Grandpa took me to the hotel, I wasn't tired when I got to bed, Grandpa praised me as a good baby,
clear—mountain—green—water, I know Grandpa's chicken, it's just... [link to website]..."

Grandma's brother stretched the rubber band he was holding upwards, of course my feet couldn't reach it, so I had to
pull the rubber band down a bit, and when the rubber band bounced up and down again, I had to seize the opportunity and hook the lower
rubber band , and then I could start jumping. I continued singing in a sweet voice, "Malan flower, not afraid of being fucked from the front or the back,
a beautiful woman is getting horny, please bloom immediately. One little horny cunt, one little horny cunt, a tiger is inserted into the cunt, the little tiger
breaks the cunt, mother uses cloth to mend it, I don't know if it's cloth mending the tiger or cloth mending the cunt? There is a temple in the mountains, there is a jar in the temple,
there is a bowl in the jar, there is a cunt in the bowl, there is a little monk in the cunt, oh oh oh, he wants to eat mung bean soup. Knock knock knock, buy
sweet porridge, three catties of walnuts and four catties of meat, eat your cunt meat and thick shell, Uncle Zhang asked me if I wanted to eat the little yellow dog's
cunt, today is Wednesday, I went to buy an umbrella, 333, made a phone call 303, ran to the Himalayas,
my butt was smashed to pieces."

Suddenly, I thought of my father, whose ability to improvise nursery rhymes was famous far and wide, which was closely related to his
childhood environment in northern China. Northern rural children's songs are melodious, humorous, and
vividly descriptive; once heard, they are unforgettable. I changed my accent and sang my father's song, "Who
Will Play With Me," with rolled "r" sounds, a song familiar to children who grew up in North China. When I was little, my father taught us to sing it, and I added some eroticism to
amuse the men—"Who will play with me? Light the tinderbox (note), tinderbox flowers, selling melons, melons are bitter, selling
cunt, cunt is rotten, selling tofu, tofu is tender, frying eggs, eggshell, inside sits a brother, brother
comes out to buy vegetables, inside sits a grandmother, grandmother comes out to burn incense, inside sits a girl, girl comes out to light a lamp,
burning her breasts and cunt." After singing this part, I would grope myself and my buttocks for a while.

Here comes another children's song, "Willow Tree, Willow Tree," from my village. It goes like this:

"Willow tree, willow tree! Locust tree, locust tree! A stage is set up under the locust tree! Other girls have all come, but our
girl hasn't come yet. Then she comes! Riding a donkey, holding an umbrella,
bare bottom, with her hair tied up in a bun, wearing overshoes, her toes showing, and
two ." It really teases my girl.

A moment later, I switched back to a folk song from northern Jiangsu: "Oh dear, what's wrong? A mosquito bit my pussy! Hurry
up and , come on and it won't hurt. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I laugh, my eyes are like cannons, one shot and I'll go all the way to the City God Temple,
where the City God will laugh heartily." "Little chicken, ride your feet and fuck (that's how it's pronounced), the Malan flower blooms at twenty-one, two
five six , two five seven, two eight two nine thirty-one..." When I got to thirty-one, I guess I was too excited from singing,
and I lost my balance. My three-inch heel got caught on the rubber band and I couldn't escape. I staggered and
slid several steps, but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that my fleshy left foot buckled and
cracked my aunt's designer high heel! My aunt is known for being sharp-tongued, mean, and ruthless. Now I was stunned, my face pale, and
I felt a chill run down my spine, trembling uncontrollably!

"Damn it!...I lost! My shoes are all torn! I'll beat you to death, you slut!"

"How many times do you want me to whip you? I'll whip your cunt twenty times!"

My sister trembled and almost fainted! "Ah, no...no...my cunt is going to be smashed to pieces,"
I gasped and begged for mercy.

"Then let's play an adult game. You'll be blindfolded, naked, and lie on the chair with your butt on
the edge of ! Now it's time to touch your cunt!"

I was embarrassed and was immediately blindfolded, stripped naked, and had my legs spread wide. At this moment, I knew very well that
there was no meat to eat at my mother-in-law's house, and I would have to gnaw on a hard bone that was difficult to swallow! A mature woman in her early forties was still being
sexually assaulted and having her cunt touched by a man!

"Sit on the edge of the chair and spread your legs wider! We want to take a good look at how smelly your cunt is!"
My mother-in-law's brother patted the inside of my thigh, indicating that my legs should be spread wider to a straight line!

Suddenly, my sister became alert. A finger took the opportunity to slip inside her moist, warm vagina,
the thumb rubbing against her clitoris; another fingertip slid into her anus,
her nipples were pinched and lifted, and even the urethra hidden between her labia was pried open by the fingernail!
My sister frowned and her body jolted violently as five or six fingers wantonly ravaged her body! Countless fingers
roamed and rubbed my most sensitive areas, and I began to gasp for breath and convulse. But blindfolded,
I didn't know how to escape the attack of arousing desire in this situation, and could only forcibly hold my breath to resist the bone-melting
stimulation coming from all over my body. My sister's anus, clitoris, and vagina were unbearably itchy, numb, and painful. The tingling sensation, like a stinging lice, kept stimulating
her lower abdomen and uterus, sending electric shock-like sensations from her nipples, vagina, and deep rectum throughout her body. Even
her big toes were stimulated and contracted. She shivered several times; a heat
rose , and her vaginal fluids, her vaginal discharge, and her vaginal juices gushed out, from clear and sweet to cloudy! From translucent and
sticky to a creamy color, it wouldn't stop! These fingers kept sneaking around, rubbing and pressing against my sister's anus,
vulva, and breasts. Every time they scratched with their fingernails, my body contracted. They were so lewd!
They relentlessly moved their fingers, pressing and holding against my sister's delicate, cracked clitoris, rubbing and kneading it with varying pressure, sometimes
gently tracing circles on the folds of her vulva! They didn't let go of this golden opportunity to tease her. I don't know which
lowlife slid his fingers down her fleshy buttocks and into my sister's anus, digging and probing
her tender rectal wall with varying depths and force, sending waves of tingling, itching, and numbness through me. Each touch felt like an electric shock. My
anger and lust were beyond words! But I was completely drunk, speechless and ravaging, feeling so intensely violated, so utterly
tormented!

"Ouch!... It's so itchy!... I can't stand it... Please stop touching me, okay?!... Ah,
no !... Ouch!... It's so itchy and tingling! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to ejaculate! It's coming!
I'm coming again!"

I convulsed several times, my lower body trembling uncontrollably, almost bursting open. I was completely
paralyzed on the chair, unable to get up, groaning laboriously, feeling utterly miserable and out of control!

Someone grabbed my long, delicate, and tender white feet, lifted my slender, pink legs
high , and forcefully thrust their thick, hard penis into my tight, slippery vagina. Then they began to brutally pound into me without any mercy!
In this position, with my legs on the man's shoulders, he could reach out and caress my alabaster
breasts and my exposed clitoris... After hundreds of thrusts, I heard a muffled groan as I covered my eyes. He had ejaculated inside me
!

"Ah...ah...oh my god, oh my god." Another enormous penis
thrust in and out of my vagina, causing my sister to moan loudly. While continuing to thrust, the
man played with my anus with his fingers. Suddenly, he plunged his finger deep into my anus,
hooking and circling it. My sister screamed in agony, her legs trembling violently, her white toes struggling and
twisting upwards!

"Ah!! Ah...ah...oh my god, tsk tsk tsk." The burning pain from my perineum made
me cry out in agony! Her alluring, curvaceous body couldn't help but sway seductively, her white
toes twitching as if in a spasm. He first rubbed his face against the soles of her feet, and her legs immediately began to twitch and tremble involuntarily
. Then someone extended a long tongue and sucked between each of my toes; licking each toe
, from the sole to the toe, then to the next,
then licking back and forth. In a daze, it seemed to be my mother-in-law and brother who used to beat my sister so often. He
used to be unable to get an erection, but tonight he forced his half-erect penis into my sister's vagina and fucked her haphazardly dozens of
times before giving up. Then another huge, hard penis was inserted, rolling and thrashing up and down, fucking
my cunt. His scrotum slapped against my labia with a loud slapping sound; and someone else's hand
was randomly pinching and playing with my nipples on my full breasts... "Ah...oh...um...my lower body, my
breasts ...my soles...so itchy...ahhh..." After all, big feet were my Achilles' heel, and once they were played with,
I would definitely ejaculate! To cope with the increasingly rapid thrusting inside my vagina, my sister's moans had turned into
lewd laughter mixed with indistinct sobs. Suddenly, my sister's vagina contracted in waves. Streams of white fluid
gushed out . I ejaculated again from being penetrated... The white semen
flooded my vaginal opening, making me tremble uncontrollably! My toes were now tightly clustered together, my toes
stretched straight and white, only able to writhe shamefully with the penis that was fucking me and the fingers that were ravaging me, while I
unconsciously let out lewd and weak moans.

This man was incredibly strong; he flipped my sister over, my plump buttocks high in the air, my anus bursting open, and he was
pounding
into my vagina. A faint, pungent smell mixed with the scent of red wine and coffee wafted from my cunt. My sister's anus was still burning with pain, itching, soreness, numbness, tingling, and spiciness… All these intense stimuli combined in my genitals, and
my sister finally couldn't hold back anymore, moaning even more obediently: "Oh, oh, oh… hey, hey…
hey, ee, ee, ee… um, um… Master, this isn't fucking my cunt! It's gang raping my big feet… Oh
my! Oh my!"

"Ahhh... I can't take it anymore... My... pussy... Oh my... It's so itchy...
Ahhh ... I'm going to die... My little hole... Ahhh... No... I, I...
Oh my... Hmm... Hmm... I'm leaking my vaginal fluid!" My sister felt like there was a hot current
surging , and her little hole was hot and secreting a lot of vaginal fluid!

Suddenly, my uncle grabbed my short, newly grown pubic hair, which he had just shaved. I heard
the voice of my grandmother's first brother, the one who had once soiled my sister's entire night with that big-ringed egg and sheep's eye ring, "Hey, Big Foot, you shaved?!
Who shaved your hair?!"

A chill ran down my spine. I couldn't tell the truth. Should I just blindfold myself and make
something
up? "Um, oh dear, I had a lot of red rashes on my skin recently, and they were swollen, all those little bumps that were painful and itchy. They even broke open and oozed pus. For hygiene, I shaved so I could clean myself."

"Wow, you filthy slut, did you catch AIDS???!!!"

*Slap, slap* His penis was instantly pulled away, and I was slapped twice across the face! "

Ah!...Ah...It hurts...It hurts!" The force of the slaps on my face made me dizzy and I even lost control of my bladder.
Urine gushed out from the older sister's genitals, soaking her lower body instantly
, while screams escaped her lips.

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