[A Mother's Love and Sorrow] Chapter 9

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Mother's Love and Sorrow (Part 9) - Mother's Fault In
the afternoon, the weather on the island was unbearably hot, so my mother and I had to hide in our room to escape the heat. Later, the tour guide called
to remind us that there was a swimming pool on the sixth floor of the hotel, so we grabbed our swimming gear and went there.
My mother's swimming skills were average, and she swam slowly and leisurely in the pool. I was one of the top swimmers in my school back home, and
I hadn't fallen behind abroad. After practicing Qigong, my lung capacity, strength, and coordination had improved significantly,
but I didn't want to show off, so I swam slowly beside my mother.
There weren't many people in the swimming pool, and it was very quiet, with only occasional conversations and
the "splash, splash" of our swimming. My mother and I were enjoying this rare tranquility when suddenly a noisy commotion erupted.
It was those damned Americans who had arrived.
Six bastards brought three tour group members, chasing and playing around the pool without any restraint, and the swimming pool
was no longer peaceful.
My mother and I exchanged a helpless glance. My mother said, "Xiaoyu, let's go back."
"Okay," I nodded, and we swam towards the pool.
Suddenly, the Japanese soldier from that morning spotted us. He yelled and called his companions, surrounding us and
blocking the poolside.
The three girls, realizing something was wrong, rushed over to intervene, saying to the Japanese soldier, "Hey, don't do this.
This isn't playtime; you can't bother them."
The others in the pool, however, didn't want to get involved and simply watched the commotion from a distance.
Those dog-like people chuckled and said, "We didn't bother them, we were just standing here, hahaha
..."
My mother and I had no choice but to swim to the side. The bastards split into two groups, and wherever we swam, another
group followed, constantly spewing vulgarities: "Sanlang, you have great taste! This woman has a
really good figure, look at her ass, it's so round!"
"Hehehe, Sanlang, did you lick her asshole?"
"Yes, wow, the smell of that asshole is more pungent than wasabi, it hits you right in the head, it's amazing..."
My mother was both ashamed and angry, her face turning bright red.
I was furious. I told my mother to wait in the water, and I climbed out of the pool first, bracing myself on the edge. One of the dog-like people came over and kicked me.
I freed one hand, grabbed his ankle, and pulled hard. The edge of the pool was slippery, and the dog-like person fell hard to the ground.
I took the opportunity to get ashore. The other two dogs from the country came over shouting and shoving me. I sneered
and swept them to the ground with a kick .
After calmly pulling my mother ashore, the three playmates, seeing this, cheered and clapped
, giving me a thumbs up and saying, "Chinese kung fu, very good!"
I felt smug. For the first time, I found these tour group members to be genuine and cheerful, and not so bad after all.
These beauties, selected from all over the world, were tall, slender, busty, long-legged, and curvaceous—each one
a stunner. If I wanted to have a fling with them, it shouldn't be a problem, right? Just as I was indulging in these fantasies, I suddenly felt
a thorn in my side. I turned around and saw my mother looking at me with a half-smile. I chuckled dryly to cover it up and had no choice but to say goodbye to the three beauties. "Those three vixens have almost bewitched you, haven't they?" 　　my mother said coldly as we
went upstairs . 　　"Yeah, they're so sexy, even stronger than wasabi!" I said, taking a deep breath. 　　"You're going to kill me!" Mom scolded, no longer able to maintain her composure, and landed a small fist on my shoulder. I 　　laughed heartily. 　　After dinner, the heat on the island finally dissipated a bit, and Mom and I took a walk in the woods around the hotel. A cool 　　breeze was blowing, and listening to the frogs croaking on the island was truly soothing. 　　Mom, wearing a floral dress, linked her arm with mine and leaned on my shoulder like a young girl, 　　whispering, "If only this were a simple trip." 　　"Yeah," I agreed, thinking to myself, if it were just a normal trip, it would be 　　Long Qingshan holding you now, not me. 　　Mom and I walked in the woods until it was completely dark. Although I had held her hand and put my arm around her waist 　　, whenever I boldly tried to kiss her, she would always inadvertently turn her head away. I sighed inwardly, but 　　thought that it was already quite an achievement to have progressed this far on the first day, and I couldn't force it. 　　Back in the room, my mother and I each took a shower. After her shower, her skin was white and moist, and she exuded a fresh fragrance. She 　　loosely tied her hair back, revealing her long, swan-like neck, which looked both noble and maturely elegant. My mother 　　wore a light green silk slip dress that flowed softly over her body. 　　The slip dress was low-cut, and as she bent over to grab the TV remote, her body leaned forward, and my gaze 　　inadvertently drifted into her deep cleavage. 　　The strange sight quickly faded, and my mother got into bed, kneeling with her back bent forward—her usual posture. I 　　had read in a book that women who sit with their backs bent forward are usually quite repressed and alluring; my mother seemed to be that type 　　. 　　However, this posture was indeed very seductive, highlighting my mother's high, firm breasts, trembling slightly, which, combined with 　　the glimpse of her skin earlier, only fueled my fantasies. 　　The TV was interspersed with obscene adult videos. Mom angrily turned off the TV, and I suggested we turn 　　off the lights too. So we relaxed on the bed and chatted in the dark. 　　"Honestly, Xiaoyu, you're a young man full of vigor, aren't you tempted by those beautiful and sexy women 　　?" Mom started, her curiosity always strong. 　　"Well, I do admire them, but I can't have sex with them without feeling." 　　"Really?" Mom asked softly. 　　"Really, I'm a unique person, you could say I'm less animalistic, haha..." I tried to lighten the 　　mood. Mom didn't answer for a long time. 　　In the darkness, she sighed softly and said, "Actually, lying here now, I 　　don't seem to be in as much pain as I imagined. Why is that?" 　　I knew Mom just wanted to confide in me, so I didn't answer. 　　"These past few years with Qingshan have been really depressing. Is my love for him also gradually fading?"

My mother murmured to herself, "Seeing him like that today, although I felt terrible, when I left his
room, I suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if I had finally gotten rid of him. Now, lying here, I
feel completely at ease. Xiaoyu, do you think I'm very fickle?"
I said gently, "Yes, these past two years, when I've seen you in this small town, I've always felt a lingering
sadness in your eyes. Now that you're finally free, not only am I relieved, but I think Xiaojia will be happy too."
"Yes, Xiaojia, he's been trying to persuade me to leave Long Qingshan, but a relationship of over ten years isn't so
easy to end. These past few years, it feels like I've been paying off a debt of love. The pressure has made me lose faith in life,
making it hard for me to breathe."
"A relationship of over ten years? What about your relationship with Xiaojia's biological father? Isn't that also a relationship of over ten years?"
I couldn't help but ask this pointed question, asking on behalf of my father.
My mother didn't answer, I wondered if she suspected me for asking this question. However, this question
has been stuck in my throat for a long time, and I have to get it out, even if my mother suspects me.
"Xiaojia's father? How could I not have feelings for him? After all, we've been married for over ten years," the mother
murmured. "Every time I cheated on him with Long Qingshan, my heart was tormented. Facing him
and Xiaojia at home, I felt so guilty I wanted to die."
"Xiaojia is growing up and becoming more sensible. I didn't want to be an unfaithful wife or mother anymore. I
was just preparing to end this relationship with Long Qingshan, so the three of us could live together happily, when Long Qingshan went abroad."
"He said the main reason he went abroad was for me. What could I do? He told me that if I didn't
come, he would lose his reason for living."
"I had to make a choice. I painfully left Xiaojia's father. I know I'm so sorry to him; he will have
to bear the endless gossip from my colleagues and acquaintances back home. When we signed the divorce papers, looking at his slightly
hunched back, my heart broke..." The mother sobbed, unable to continue.
So, the mother had once wanted to go back. That damned Long Qingshan, he ruined our family's happiness! My
heart is broken. Oh, Mom, why did you do this?
After listening to my mother's story, I had already forgiven her from the bottom of my heart. I moved over and hugged her, gently
patting her back.
My mother hugged me back, burying her head in my chest, and continued to tell me, "He loves me very much, and he loves Xiaojia very much too,
but he knows I need Xiaojia more, and he didn't want Xiaojia to stay with him and suffer those rumors with him,
so he didn't fight me for custody of Xiaojia."
"How could such a loving family be separated like this?" I said painfully.
"It's all my fault. I broke up this family. I'm the one who hurt them!" My mother sobbed
uncontrollably in my arms.
After a while, Mom slowly stopped crying and continued, as if she wanted to
pour out everything she had kept bottled up for years: "When I first went abroad, Long Qingshan was very good to me. He knew I was upset and took good
care of me. His warmth slowly soothed my wounded heart." Mom's voice softened, and her body relaxed
, as if she was still reminiscing about those beautiful times.
Not wanting Mom to dwell too much on her good memories of Long Qingshan, I quickly asked, "If I were Long
Qingshan, I should be more than content with you. Why are you messing around here?"
"He's developed depression these past two years and has become increasingly irritable towards me. I've tolerated all of that, but I never expected
him to do something so outrageous this time, completely disregarding my feelings. He's no longer
the Long Qingshan I used to love so deeply," Mom said sadly.
"Why didn't you two have a child these past two years? That might have strengthened your relationship,"
I asked deliberately.
"Well, we tried, but... but..." Mom was embarrassed to continue.
How could she try? "Is it possible to get fertilized with legs raised high on the bed?" I thought to myself with a surge of resentment, but what came out of my mouth were
words of comfort: "For years, I've been silently watching over you in town. Seeing you grow more and more haggard has also broken my heart."
I said softly.
My mother squirmed happily in my arms and said, "You've been watching over me in town all this time? I did
n't feel it."
"Hehe, when you went to the supermarket in the summer wearing high-heeled sandals, I followed behind you and peeked at your
beautiful feet. I even secretly took a few close-up pictures of your beautiful feet, hehe..."
"You're so naughty, peeking at my feet, you little pervert..." My mother twisted her body in protest, as if trying
to break free from my embrace.
We played around for a while before stopping. Mom nestled her head in my arms and said, "Xiaoyu, am I
a fickle woman? I just left a man today, and I'm already back in your arms?"
"Hmph, come on, you're not that easy. I tried to kiss you several times tonight, but you wouldn't let me. You're feeling empty right now,
filled with fear of the unknown future. All you need is the comfort of my warm embrace. If I tried anything improper with you,
you might kick me off the bed right away."
"Hmm, it's good that you know that." Mom was satisfied with my answer. She nestled quietly in my arms for a while longer and said
, "It's late, let's go to sleep. We need to get some rest. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?"
"Okay." I reluctantly let go of Mom and said, "I'll sleep on the floor."
Mom hesitated for a moment and said, "No, Xiaoyu, this bed is so big, I'm scared to sleep alone.
You sleep on the bed, I trust you."
"Really?" I looked at Mom happily.
"If you harbor ill intentions, is there any difference between in bed and out of bed? I trust you unconditionally, don't
let me down."
"Hehe, don't worry, sister, I'm absolutely a saint."
In the darkness, I felt my mother staring at me. I heard her say, "Xiaoyu, I don't know why, but I always feel
very close to you, so tonight I unconsciously told you everything on my mind, things I've never told
anyone before. It's strange, I've only known you for less than a day."
"Hehe, this means we're destined to meet." I was secretly alarmed; my disguise not only changed my face...
Moreover, the Pure Yang Technique had altered even my body shape, scent, and voice, yet it still couldn't escape my mother's notice.
My mother didn't speak again, lay down, turned over, and went to sleep.
I didn't dare to be presumptuous and lay down on the other side.
So much had happened that day; I was exhausted. Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from my mother, I quickly fell asleep
.
In the middle of the night, I vaguely heard my mother crying. I couldn't wake up, and a lazy thought crossed my mind
—perhaps my mother needed to vent alone now—so I fell asleep again.
The next morning, when I went to the restaurant for breakfast, I saw that my mother's eyes were still swollen. I asked, "Sister,
didn't you sleep well last night?"
"I didn't sleep much, I had to be careful of little perverts," my mother teased.
I boldly took my mother's hand and said, "Sister, I heard you crying last night and wanted to hug you, but I was afraid you'd misunderstand
, so I just felt sorry for you."
The morning sunlight illuminated my mother's flushed cheeks, making her look beautiful and radiant. She didn't speak, but simply used her fork to gently
stir the corn kernels in her plate.
I gently stroked my mother's smooth hand, remaining silent; at that moment, silence spoke volumes.
The
next day's activities were a beauty pageant. All the women had to walk the runway completely naked, while
male tourists acted as judges, selecting a champion, runner-up, and third-place winner, as well as
titles like "Lady with Beautiful Breasts" and "Lady with Beautiful Legs."
Seeing the event schedule, my mother frowned, her unease evident.
I held her tightly, secretly worried, thinking, "Won't my mother be seen naked by these stinky men?"
When we gathered in the multi-purpose hall, my mother and I couldn't come up with a solution; we could only wait and see.
Several members of the tour group first stood naked on the stage, posing provocatively as a demonstration, and then the tour guide began calling out names
. Under the coercion of the menacing thugs, the women whose names were called stripped naked and stood on the stage one by one
. Although most of them were sexually open, displaying their nudity in public still
filled them with shame and fear. They covered their breasts and genitals on stage, unable to lift their heads.
Conversely, the men who had joined the tour group were mentally prepared for their female companions to be shared, and quickly
adapted to the atmosphere, forming small groups to comment on the women on stage.
When a young British woman named Susan was called, she refused to go on stage. Three thugs dragged her out and began
punching and kicking her. Susan's husband stood by, too cowardly to utter a sound.
The mother, unable to bear it any longer, stood up indignantly and shouted at the thugs, "What right do you have to
beat people!"
The thugs, their faces dark, did not answer.
The tour guide approached, a forced smile on his face. "Madam, I admire your courage, but these are
the rules of the tour, and everyone must abide by them. If you dare to break the rules later, you will suffer
the same treatment as her."
My mother said sternly, "That's intimidation! I demand to withdraw from this tour now."
"No, no, no..." The tour guide shook his index finger, saying, "The number of people in the tour group is pre-arranged
. No one can withdraw casually unless your partner also chooses to withdraw and pays a penalty of $100,000
."
"That's no problem." My mother turned to me and said, "Xiaoyu, you tell them!"
"Okay!" Seeing my mother being threatened, I was furious and said to the tour guide, "We'll withdraw right now.
$100,000 is no problem. I'll write you a check right away!"
"Hahaha..." The tour guide suddenly burst into laughter, leaving us completely bewildered. He said, "I remember this
lady's partner wasn't you when she signed up, was it?"
My mother and I then realized what had happened and looked at each other. Although it had only been a day, we had already taken each other
for granted as our partners.
The mother searched for Long Qingshan in the crowd, but he kept hiding and wouldn't come out. She walked up to him,
her voice pleading, "Qingshan, I'm begging you one last time, please come back with me, okay?"
"Hmph, now you remember me? Why didn't you think of me last night when you were doing 'that' with that boy?"
Long Qingshan said coldly.
The mother hadn't expected such a thing from Long Qingshan. She choked, then said, "Qingshan, it's not
what you think. There's nothing between us."
"Nothing? Nothing happened between you two last night?" Long Qingshan laughed, a laugh more like a grimace,
"Are you trying to fool a three-year-old?"
"Qingshan, after all these years with you, don't you know what kind of person I am?" The mother was extremely upset
. After a pause, she continued, "Even if there are some misunderstandings between us, we can talk about them later. Now, I
beg you, please come back, okay?"
"Hmph, I haven't had enough fun yet." Long Qingshan showed a malicious excitement at being able to get revenge on his mother.
"Qingshan, don't you care at all about the feelings we've shared over the past ten years?" the mother said, her voice trembling.
"Feelings?" Long Qingshan sneered. "Hmph, fine, I can agree to your withdrawal, but you have to agree
to one condition."
"What condition?
" "I want you to never see that brat again!" Long Qingshan pointed at me viciously.
My mother swayed, her face pale as she looked at me. After a moment, she said softly but firmly
, "Long Qingshan, I'm not your personal property. I can't agree to this condition." With that, she turned and left Long
Qingshan, not looking at him again.
Behind her, Long Qingshan laughed hysterically, "Hahaha, what feelings? It's all bullshit! You've only
known him for a day, and he's more important than our decades-long relationship? You bitch, you bitch, I won't let
you get away with this!"
Under Long Qingshan's vicious curse, my mother calmed down. She returned to my side and gave me a sorrowful smile.
I knew my mother was in great pain. I took her hand, saying nothing.
"Have you two discussed it? Withdraw or stay?" "The tour guide didn't understand Chinese and asked again.
"I won't quit!" Long Qingshan shouted.
"So, this lady has to stay too," the tour guide said, looking at the mother.

“From this moment on, I have nothing to do with him anymore. He doesn’t represent me,” Mom said 　　calmly .
Afraid of making things awkward for Mom, I quickly said to the tour guide, “Can I stand in for that gentleman and
withdraw with this lady? How much do you want? Name your price; we can discuss anything.”
“This isn’t about money; it’s about the rules. If we break the rules, we’ll lose everything,” the tour guide
said slowly. “So, I’m sorry, Madam, if your partner chose to stay when you registered, you must stay too
.”
Mom didn’t answer.
“Now it’s your turn to come up on stage, Your Excellency,” the tour guide gestured.
“I will never participate in these activities that insult women again,” Mom said firmly.
“That’s not up to you, Madam,” the tour guide said coldly. He nodded to the thugs, and three thugs
menacingly surrounded Mom.
I quickly shielded my mother, saying, "Tour guide, please don't do this. Isn't there any other way
?"
"I know you like this lady, but unfortunately, young friend, I can't help you this time," the tour guide said,
spreading his hands.
Negotiations failed, and the thugs rushed forward, trying to pull me away. Left with no other choice, I had to fight back.
These thugs were all burly men over 1.9 meters tall and weighing over 300 pounds. My Pure
Yang Kung Fu had advanced rapidly, and my punches were incredibly powerful, not inferior to the iron fists of these heavyweights. At
first, these three burly men underestimated me, not even bothering to dodge my punches, and were beaten so badly they cried out in pain.
"What amazing Chinese Kung Fu!" the tour guide said. "You idiots, if you get beaten down by a little kid, I'll
throw you trash into the sea to feed the sharks!" The three burly men were enraged, roaring repeatedly, their imposing aura terrifying. Relying on their thick skin, they 　　pressed down on me
like three small mountains .
This time they were on guard. Lacking training, my punches were completely unorthodox, and nine times out of ten they
missed. I quickly took several heavy blows.
Under the pressure of their three-person attack, I couldn't use my fists and feet effectively. Their punches were fast and vicious. I
was hit in the head with a hook punch, and my vision blurred. Knowing I was in trouble, I could only protect my head, curl up into a ball,
and fall to the ground, letting them beat me.
Having taken countless punches, if it weren't for the protection of my Fire Virtue Pure Yang Skill, I probably would have coughed up several liters of blood. I
heard my mother crying and pleading, "Stop hitting her! Please stop!"
"Stop!" the tour guide shouted, halting the thugs. He said to my mother, "I'll ask you one last time: do you want to continue this
game?"
"You bunch of scoundrels!" My mother knelt down, seeing my mouth and nose bleeding from the beating, and tenderly hugged me
, her voice trembling. "Don't hit him! He's just a child. Hit me instead!"
"No, I'm not a child anymore!" I broke free from my mother's embrace. "Sister, don't worry,
I can handle it."
I said to the tour guide, "As long as you let her go, you can hit me however you want!"
"Clap, clap, clap," the tour guide clapped his hands repeatedly, laughing, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a touching
scene. You've really moved me.
" "Young friend, it seems the power of love has made you so determined to protect this lady. I admire you,"
the tour guide said. "But the activities of the other group members cannot be disturbed, so we'll have to lock you up for now." "As for this
lady, I'm going to lock her in the solitary confinement room." The tour guide grinned menacingly at my mother. "Madam, considering
you don't want to go on stage naked, my men will strip you naked in the solitary confinement room, tie you up, and keep you alone
until you're willing to come out and participate in our activities."
"You have no right to do this!" My mother, being a woman, trembled with fear.
"Our entire island was bought by our group, do you think we don't have the right?" the tour guide said jokingly.
Seeing the thugs about to grab my mother, I panicked and rushed forward to stop them, turning to Long Qingshan and shouting
, "Long, I promise you, I'll never see Madam Zhuo again. Now, please save her!"
Long Qingshan laughed maniacally, saying, "Kid, begging me now? Too late!
You enjoyed it when you were with her last night, didn't you? Why didn't you think of today? Don't you like playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress? Go ahead and save her, go save that
bitch, hahaha!" "
I wanted to say something more, but then I heard my mother say, 'Xiaoyu, don't beg him, he's gone mad!'
Seeing the thugs closing in again, I had no choice but to say to the tour guide, 'Mr. Tour guide, please lock us
together, I'll persuade her!'
'Oh?' The tour guide smiled mysteriously and said, 'That's a good idea, I agree with your suggestion,
young man.'
I struggled to my feet, and my mother came to help me. We were escorted away by three burly men.
The others in the lobby, seeing the horrific state of my beating, fell silent, no one daring to speak.
The so-called solitary confinement room was in the hotel basement, a room less than twenty square meters. The room was empty,
with a low cabinet against one wall. There were no windows on any of the four walls, and a dim light
bulb shone from the ceiling, with a pulley mounted on it.
A bald thug said, 'Are you going to undress yourselves or will we do it for you?'" "
My mother and I looked at each other, wondering if we were really going to be stripped naked.
A bearded man impatiently said, 'You made us miss the good show up, and now you want to get beaten up
?'
My mother and I had no choice but to turn our backs and take off our clothes one by one.
Another burly man, almost entirely covered in tattoos, magically produced two bundles of black rope from a cabinet and
skillfully threaded one end through a pulley.
The bald man and the bearded man pushed my naked mother under the pulley, forced her to raise her hands, and
tied her wrists with the rope under the pulley, thus suspending her.
With my mother's arms raised, the bald man couldn't resist lewdly licking my mother's white armpits.
My mother cried out and tried to dodge, but with her hands bound, she couldn't escape.
I was furious and rushed forward, but the bearded man punched me to the ground. The bearded man shouted at the bald man,
'Big Hammer, let's get down to business!'"
The bald man cursed and swore, but didn't touch Mom again.
The tattooed burly man skillfully adjusted the length of the pulley rope until Mom's toes just touched the ground
, then fixed the other end of the rope to a ring on the wall.
Seeing Mom's discomfort, I stood up and said urgently, "Why don't I be the one hanging?"
Before I finished speaking, I was hit several times by the bald man, clearly taking the opportunity to retaliate. I was knocked to the ground, and
three burly men held me down firmly, binding my hands and feet tightly.
The bald man kicked me, sending me rolling several times before stopping against the wall. He said, "You can stay
here with your beauty, hahaha..."
They laughed as they searched our clothes and went out the door. The door was made of pure steel, with several
small holes for ventilation, and a small window about the size of a book locked from the outside.
With a clang, the door slammed shut, and the room fell silent; I could even hear Mom's breathing.
My mother and I were both completely naked, and the atmosphere was awkward; neither of us spoke. I
lay in the corner behind my mother, staring blankly at her naked body with her arms raised high, momentarily forgetting the pain in my body.
My mother's sixth sense keenly detected me spying on her from behind. She shifted her round, bare
buttocks uneasily and asked, "Xiaoyu, how are you?"
Poor me, my nose was already bleeding profusely from the beating, and my mother's unconscious hip-swaying caused
the blood to gush out. I groaned twice, half-jokingly, and said, "Um, I'm fine." Only then did I realize that my whole body
ached; those guys were really ruthless.
"Xiaoyu, can you move over here? Let your sister see your injuries," my mother said anxiously.
"Oh," I replied. If I moved over, I would be naked next to my mother, but she seemed
more concerned about my body and didn't care about that.
My hands and feet were bound, so I had to use the strength of my shoulders and legs to slowly move to a stop about a meter in front of my mother's feet
. Once we reached the front, my eyes felt restricted; I dared not look up, and could only stare straight ahead at my mother's bare
feet.
Her insteps were ramrod straight, allowing only the balls of her feet to barely touch the ground. Her ten orchid-petal-shaped toes supported her
entire weight. Fortunately, she had practiced dance before, so she could still hold on.
Seeing the bruises all over my body, my mother said with concern, "How could you be so foolish? Those three
burly men were like wolves; how could you fight them?"
"Sister, when I saw they wanted to hurt you, I didn't care about anything," I said.
My mother looked at me worriedly, curled up and motionless, unaware that my eyes were secretly watching
the various beautiful movements of her toes as her weight shifted.
My mind wandered, imagining how wonderful it would be to soothe my mother's weary toes one by one with my mouth. Suddenly,
I heard my mother say, "Xiaoyu, how long do you think they'll keep us locked up?"
"I don't know, but judging from the way they're doing it, they won't let us out anytime soon," I said.
“Xiaoyu, why don’t you pretend to compromise and let them let you out first, then you can call the police from outside and come back to
rescue me, what do you think?” Mom said.
“No way, didn’t you hear them say they bought the whole island? Besides, they’re
wary of me now, they definitely won’t let me out alone.” I said. “I’m sorry, Xiaoyu, it’s all my fault for dragging
you into this.” Mom said.
“Sister, don’t say that. Everything I did after leaving Nor Town with you was because I love you, so
I never regret it. I’m only happy to have done so much for you.”
“Hmm, Xiaoyu, you’re so good to me.” Mom said, touched. “When they were going to lock me up alone
, I was terrified. But then you wanted to lock me up with you, and I realized being locked up wasn’t such a scary
thing anymore, it was even a little… a little…”
“A little what?” I asked, puzzled.
“I won’t say.” Mom chuckled playfully.
“Hehe, I know even if you don’t say it, it’s a little sweet, isn’t it? Sister, you still have a lot of feelings for me,
I’m so happy.” I stood up abruptly, facing Mom directly.
"Hmph, you get all excited over a little kindness, how vain of you!" Mom laughed.
"Yes, sister, every bit of love you give me fills my heart with joy." I looked at Mom affectionately
, slowly leaning forward.
Because Mom was standing on tiptoe, we were almost face to face. Mom shyly tried to back
away, but there was nowhere to avoid it.
"Xiaoyu..." Mom was finally moved by my passionate affection. She closed her starry eyes slightly and looked up at her pretty face.
In this dim basement, Mom and I met lips. My heart was filled with joy. When I was little,
even when I kissed Mom, I only kissed her cheek. Now I was tasting Mom's soft, fragrant lips. This was
something I never even dreamed of before.
My tongue boldly invaded my mother's mouth, lingering domineeringly over her two rows of white, fine teeth
, then entwining with her fragrant tongue, greedily seizing the nectar within. My mother
gasped beneath my lips, her mouth trembling weakly, offering her everything.
This kiss felt like an eternity. Our hands were bound, unable to embrace each other
; only our lips and tongues, locked together, could keep us from separating, making the long kiss even more sensual and stimulating.
Later, I realized my mother was unsteady, and maintaining this position wasn't comfortable for her, so I
reluctantly pulled away. As
our lips parted, we saw the deep affection in each other's eyes. My mother lowered her head shyly.
To have won the heart of such a beautiful woman as my mother filled me with an overwhelming sense of gratitude. I leaned in again,
kissing her peach-blossom-like face, proving I wasn't dreaming.
My mother was too shy to open her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, revealing her inner joy and unease. She let
me tease her, and when my lips occasionally brushed against hers, she would pout and
give me a quick, fleeting kiss before pulling away again. The way my mother blushed with love in her throes was utterly captivating.
I gradually kissed down her neck, the beautiful muscles of her swan-like neck, her clearly defined collarbones stirring my desire.
My heart skipped a beat, and beyond that sensual dividing line lay my mother's full breasts. Just as I was about to
plunge into her broad embrace, she suddenly twisted her body and groaned softly, "Xiaoyu,
it hurts."
I was startled and quickly looked up, asking, "What's wrong, sister? Where does it hurt?"
"My leg cramped..." My mother winced in pain, biting her lower lip.
I wanted to slap myself. I had only been enjoying myself and hadn't considered that my mother had been standing on tiptoe
for so long—a position most prone to cramps.
I quickly squatted down and saw that my mother's left foot could no longer support her weight and was painfully clinging to her right foot
. Her left big toe was curled up due to the cramp, while the other four toes were twisted downwards at an unnatural angle
.
I knew this was a typical sign of calf cramps. Quickly, I lay down on the ground, letting my mother step on
me. I then did a sit-up, squeezing my mother's leg between my thigh and abdominal muscles,
pressing upwards as much as possible to relax her calf muscles.
I held this position, tucking my stomach in and lifting my leg, freeing her leg from its prolonged tension.
She couldn't help but groan, "Oh, that feels so good… Xiaoyu, thank you!"
My abdominal muscles were still tense, and I didn't dare reply.
My mother noticed and quickly said, "That's enough, Xiaoyu, I'm fine now."
I breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down.
My mother's leg was still on my abdomen. She felt very guilty and said, "Xiaoyu, move it off,
I'm fine now."
"Hehe, no way, I can't bear to see your leg suffer anymore," I chuckled sheepishly.
My mother looked at me gratefully, and just then I looked up too. Our eyes met in mid-air, and this time she didn't
look away. Although she was above me and I was below, it didn't stop us from gazing deeply into each other's eyes.
"Sister, don't you think we're destined for each other? We've only known each other for two days, and we're already so close,"
I said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
"Hmm..." my mother responded softly, "I think so too. You've saved me both times.
If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would have done."
"Sister, how are you going to thank me?" I teased.
"Hmph, you've already taken liberties with me, isn't that enough?" my mother said reproachfully.
"Enough, more than enough. Being so close to your naked body for two days in a row, and even being able to kiss you, it's been worth
all these years of unrequited love," I chuckled.
My mother's face turned even redder. "Do you really like me that much?" she asked.
"Of course I do. I love you more than anything," I vowed.
My mother shifted her body, both shy and happy. Women in love love to hear such sweet words.
"Xiaoyu, turn over," Mom said.
"What, sister, I wasn't looking around," I said.
"Who's afraid you were looking around?" Mom realized her mistake as soon as she said it and quickly added, "I was just worried your stomach was
too soft to support your weight, so I wanted you to use your back for support."
"Oh, hehe, I misunderstood." I laughed and turned over to lie face down, letting Mom's feet rest on my back
.
If my stomach was a little uncomfortable supporting Mom's weight before, now that it was my back, it was pure
bliss. Mom's feet gently moved over the bruises on my back where I had been hit earlier, it felt so good.
"Oh... sister, this feels so good, um, here, a little higher, that's right... a little harder,
a little harder, oh..." Mom's beautiful feet rhythmically pressed against my back muscles and meridians, making me moan with pleasure
.
"Xiaoyu, do you like this massage?"
"Yes, I love it so much!"
"Okay, I'll give you a back massage like this every day from now on, okay?"
"Oh, sister, if it really could be like that, I wouldn't trade it for a god." I was so excited that I wanted to turn over, but
my mother stopped me, saying, "Don't move, Xiaoyu, you're quite badly injured, your meridians are all a bit knotted, let your sister properly
loosen your muscles."
"Okay, okay." I stopped moving and lay down peacefully on the ground, closing my eyes to enjoy the gentle
massage of my mother's jade feet. My mother's toes pressed lightly and heavily on my slightly strained trapezius muscles, and I drifted off to
sleep in comfort.
I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, my mother had stopped massaging me, but her feet were still on my back.
I suddenly thought that with my mother's hands hanging up like that, the blood circulation in her arms must be very poor, so I quickly asked,
"Sister, are you awake?"
"Mmm." My mother responded groggily.
I struggled to stand up and saw that my mother had her head resting on her arms, dozing off.
A pang of heartache shot through me. I asked, "Sister, is your arm very painful?"
Mom woke up, struggling to open her sleepy eyes, and said, "It feels completely numb."
I said, "Sister, let's go outside first."
"Okay." Mom was at a loss and let me decide.
I moved to the door, banged on it with my shoulder, and shouted, "Is anyone home? Open the door! Open the door quickly! Is anyone home?"
I shouted dozens of times, but no one answered. My own shouts echoed in my ears, buzzing.
Mom woke up at this moment and said worriedly, "They haven't forgotten about us, have they?"
Although I was worried too, I didn't show it on my face. At this moment, I, as a man, was Mom
's only hope.
I moved back next to my mother and said, "Sister, let's think of a way to relax your arms
. Hanging like this won't work." I thought for a moment and said, "I've got an idea!"
"What is it?"
"You can ride on my neck, raising your body higher, and your arms will be more relaxed."
"Will that...will that work?"
"Sister, I know you're shy, but we're not just friends anymore. For your health
, don't worry about these little things," I said.
My mother softly hummed in agreement, tacitly approving of my suggestion.
I bent down with my back to my mother. Her long legs spread open, clamping around my neck. I slowly
stood up, making her much taller, and her arms finally relaxed.
"Ouch..." my mother cried out in pain. Her numb arms must have been pricking with needles, but being able to feel
pain was a good thing. If it had lasted any longer, the blood flow in her arms would have been poor, and the blood vessels and muscles would have atrophied, which would have been troublesome
.
My mother trembled all over in pain, and I felt very sorry for her. I could only turn my head and kiss her thigh while comforting her
, "Sister, bear with it, it will be alright in a while."
After a long while, my mother was panting heavily, and her body gradually calmed down.
I knew my mother was very tired, so I didn't disturb her and let her rest.
After another long while, my mother finally spoke, "It's alright, Xiaoyu, it's alright now. It hurt so much just now."
"Yes, it's better now," I said.
"But this isn't a solution. Isn't it more tiring for you to carry me like this?" my mother said.
"Hmm, not tired," I said. Actually, not only was I not tired, but I felt quite comfortable. My mother's naked lower body was straddling
my neck, and I could vaguely feel her soft labia against my neck bone. Her fluffy pubic hair also lightly
brushed against my neck, sending shivers of electric shocks through my body.
My mother also realized the awkwardness of this position, but she couldn't back away. To maintain her balance, she
could only lean forward, her legs tightly crossed around my neck.
After a while, my mother suddenly started to wriggle on my back. I could clearly feel her labia majora
rubbing against my neck. My heart pounded, wondering if my mother was aroused.
I heard my mother say with difficulty, "Xiaoyu... put me down first."
"Hmm," I replied verbally, but didn't move, thinking that I couldn't miss this opportunity.
"Hurry up, Xiaoyu, I... I can't hold it in anymore." My mother spread her legs, trying to get off me.
I suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly asked, "Sister, is it the small one or the big one?"
"It's the small one, hurry up!" Mom was getting impatient.
"Okay." Not wanting to embarrass Mom too much, I slowly squatted down, leaned forward, and let Mom spread her legs,
moving her hips back away from my neck.
My movements were very slow. "Oh..." Mom probably couldn't hold it in any longer. Just as her hips moved to my shoulder,
urine gushed out, splashing onto my back. Mom couldn't control her bladder sphincter anymore and cried out urgently, "Xiao
Yu, get away!"
Mom peed on my back! This made my mind go blank, and I completely forgot to dodge. Mom's scalding
urine washed over my back in streams. Oh, tonight I had just enjoyed Mom's footsteps and then received Mom
's holy water. How blissful my back was!
It seemed like a long time had passed, and Mom was still urinating. Perhaps realizing it was too late, she stopped , resigned to her fate, and 　　urinated unabashedly
with her legs spread and draped over my shoulders, her vulva against my back . 　　Urinating on a lover she'd known for less than two days, even though it was unavoidable, must have made Mom incredibly ashamed and 　　angry. I calmed myself down and said casually, "Sister, the rope on my hand got wet and 　　seems a little loose." 　　Mom didn't answer. As she finished urinating, her sphincter contracted and expanded, releasing the remaining urine 　　onto my back. 　　Seeing that Mom had finished, I stood up again. Her vulva was still wet, her wet labia 　　pressed against my neck. She didn't flinch, her legs dangling in front of my chest. 　　I thought, "Oh no, Mom must be angry with me." I was terrified, thinking that if I couldn't give a good explanation 　　, Mom would never forgive me. 　　Just now, a large amount of my mother's urine had flowed down my back, accumulating around my bound wrists. The ropes, soaked in water, 　　were indeed less tight. 　　I rubbed my wrists up and down, straining against the ropes, thinking this was my only excuse. If I could break free 　　, I could atone for my sins. 　　Whether it was the power of my mother's urine or the potential that surged forth in my desperation, I actually managed to loosen 　　the ropes! The rest was easy. I hooked my fingers, pulled hard, and snapped the loop of rope, the rest 　　coming off naturally. 　　"Hehe," I chuckled, slightly moving my somewhat numb wrists. I 　　slowly lowered my mother's legs, raised my hands to her face, and said, "Look, sister, I really got it off!" 　　A flicker of joy crossed my mother's eyes, then she turned her head away in shame and indignation, refusing to look at me. 　　I didn't dare delay. I pushed over the low cabinet beside me, stood on it, and untied the ropes from my mother's wrists. Her 　　hands were finally free. 　　I stopped. Mom rubbed her wrists, which were red and swollen from being tied up, but didn't say anything. I mustered my courage and grasped her 　　wrist, gently stroking it. Mom struggled slightly but didn't break free, so she let me hold it. 　　I said with a forced smile, "Sister, this time it really wasn't intentional. We 　　only got the ropes wet by accident, which is a good thing. Don't be angry with me anymore. I won't do it again, okay?" 　　"You dare to do it again!" Mom glared at me with her almond-shaped eyes. I quickly said, "No, absolutely not!" Seeing my 　　panicked look, Mom couldn't help but chuckle. This chuckle was like ice thawing, and a small crisis 　　vanished. 　　I secretly broke out in a cold sweat. I had been too reckless this time. Although my relationship with Mom had progressed rapidly 　　, it was still far from the point where she could urinate in front of me. If I hadn't accidentally untied the ropes, I 　　really wouldn't know how to make amends. 　　Seeing me staring at her blankly, Mom blushed and turned away, crossing her arms. "Xiaoyu," she said, " 　　we need to think of a way out quickly!" 　　Damn it, I'd finally escaped, and now I was naked in this secret room with Mom. If only I could squeeze 　　her firm buttocks so close to my face, and then hug her tightly for a while… I was practically 　　drooling. 　　"Hurry up and think of something, Xiaoyu!" Mom stomped her foot angrily, knowing I was watching her.

I steadied myself. Having learned my lesson, I dared not act rashly now. I'd deal with everything after we got out
; after all, Mom would be mine sooner or later anyway.
I went behind the door, pounded on it, and called out for a while, but no one answered.
Dejected, I sat back down on the low cabinet. Mom, still with her arms crossed over her chest, stood gracefully to the side and said,
"Xiaoyu, look over there."
"Hmm," I followed her gaze and saw a
one-meter square block on the wall where the low cabinet had been, perfectly integrated with the wall, as if it had been drawn there
.
I immediately perked up and leaned closer. There were two small holes at one end of the block, just big enough to
insert a finger. I tried to move it, but it wouldn't budge. So I took a deep breath, focused my energy, and using the other side of the block as a
pivot, pulled hard—and it moved! I was thrilled and pulled with all my might towards the pivot. With
a creaking sound, the small door made of a large iron block was finally pulled open.
The iron door opened silently, revealing a dark abyss behind it, like the gaping maw of a ferocious beast. My mother and I looked at each other
, speechless.

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