Rape of mother-in-law

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A small lamp was on in the bedroom. The door opened, I entered, gently closed it, locked it from the inside, and then
got up beside my mother-in-law's bed. I was shirtless, wearing only shorts, and barefoot. I leaned down.
"I can't sleep, Mother," I whispered. "Now I know neither of us can sleep." My mother-in-law held her
breath and didn't utter a sound. She could smell the stench of cheap whiskey emanating from my mouth, a nauseating odor
.
"So, Mother, have you changed your mind?"
"What...what mind?" My mother-in-law's lips trembled.
"Cooperation, cooperation in bed, pleasant cooperation." I chuckled softly, a lewd glint in my eyes.
"No!"
"Not now, not tomorrow, never. Please leave me here alone."
"Heh heh, I think it's impolite to leave my son-in-law alone on the first night. I think you need
someone to keep you company tonight."
"I don't need anyone right now, thank you for your concern. Don't you really think it's a pity? Okay, Mom, I'm
not as patient as my friends. Now I'll give you another chance, think it over carefully, this is for your own
good."
My gaze quickly swept over my mother-in-law's face, chest, and skirt, then returned to her face, "You'll find
that I'm a master in bed."
"You lecher, get away!"
"It seems no one has ever been so rude to me." I suddenly turned gloomy, "What do you think you are
?" I reached into my pocket and quickly pulled out a strip of white cloth.
My mother-in-law couldn't scream because I covered her open mouth with the white cloth, her
voice could only linger in her throat. My movements were swift; the white cloth strip was tightened more and more around my mother-in-law's mouth, making
it difficult for her to breathe. My thin fingers pulled the cloth strip taut behind her head, tying it into
a knot, one, two. My mother-in-law turned her head frantically, trying to speak in protest, to plead
, or to cry for help, but her mouth was firmly gagged.
I straightened up, satisfied with my work: "I think I have to do things my way. Yes,
I think I need to familiarize you with my methods. Because I'm friendly to you, Mother, very friendly. You
had a chance tonight, but you didn't want it. Let me teach you a lesson, so you know I always
do what I say." I stopped speaking, seeing my mother-in-law struggling to remove the cloth from her mouth, and quickly bent down to
reposition it, the cloth digging deeper and deeper between her jaws.
I stepped back. "Alright, alright, I didn't want you to wake your daughter. That wasn't my idea." Then
I put my hands behind my back and grinned at my mother-in-law. "Oh dear, you forced me to gag you like this
. Half an hour later, I want to hear you begging me to do it again. Listen to me, baby, you'll love it, you'll
love every minute of it. See, Mom, don't be scared, don't pretend to be a virgin. Never done it before,
right? Maybe I should give you a second chance. Although I usually don't like to do that.
If you express..." "If you show willingness to cooperate, I'll really treat you well. I can even remove the gag right now
. After it's done, I promise I won't tell anyone. You cooperate with me tonight, and then we'll play around for a few more
days. I won't tell anyone, we won't let anyone know, we won't cause you any trouble, we'll pretend nothing
happened, how about it? We'll have some fun secretly, and then I promise we'll let you go. What do you want to say
?"
The mother-in-law was both angry and afraid, unable to utter a single word. She had never dreamed such a thing could happen.
No, this isn't real. It's not real. This won't happen to her, it won't happen, it can't happen
, but I'm right there waiting.
Her heart was pounding in her throat, she was about to suffocate. She shook her head desperately, trying to let me know
she didn't want to do that, to tell me to leave, to get out, to get away from her. My mother-in-law felt her
hands were firmly tied to the bed, so she kicked hard, trying to knock me down with her left foot, to let me know that she
was determined not to comply. She knew it was hopeless; I had gotten her answer, and she had gotten mine
.
I slowly unbuckled my wide belt. My mother-in-law closed her legs, one leg over the other.
"Alright, Mother," I lewdly said, "Since you won't cooperate, I have no choice but to use this method. You
asked for trouble." My mother-in-law was terrified, her body going limp, watching helplessly as my pants fell onto the carpet.
I emerged from my pants, wearing only white striped athletic shorts, the bulge at the base of my thighs looking like a
hard pebble. My mother-in-law tried to plead with me, to beg for mercy, to say she didn't
want to do that kind of thing, that she was free, that she belonged to herself.
My mother-in-law had never been raped, nor had she ever suffered this kind of humiliation. Why did he have to
target her? What was I trying to prove? Was I a beast?
But her words were choked by the white gag in her mouth, stuck in her throat, only
angry sobs escaping her lips. Her breathing quickened, her terrified eyes fixed on me
as I pulled down her athletic shorts.
"God, please don't do this, save me, protect me!" she prayed, begging that this wouldn't happen
. Did this beast not know who she was?
I moved closer, bending down towards her, my hands already unbuttoning her shorts.
The nauseating smell of my whiskey made her heart leap.
"Ah, let me touch your lovely little thing first," I said hoarsely, strangely.
I unbuttoned her clothes one button at a time. My mother-in-law struggled to twist her body to one side, the last button popping
open, her short top slightly unbuttoned. I used my strong hands to forcefully pull her upper body towards me, simultaneously tearing
open her top. She saw her two bare breasts, two small brown nipples like crowns
set against her white, jade-like skin.
"Hey, look here," she heard me say.
"Hmm, no bra? You want the whole world to see, right? Hey, look at these two big
guys, I haven't seen anything this big and round in years."
I cupped my mother-in-law's breasts in my rough hands, rubbing and kneading them. Suddenly, I took my hands away:
"Alright, enough of this." I quickly knelt down beside my mother-in-law.
My smile turned lecherous: "Alright, you've seen it... hanging there like a rhinoceros, right
? Okay, now it's my turn to show you. Ah, I also want to see your world-famous
'little thing'."
My mother-in-law got angry and decided to resist to the end, so she raised her legs to kick me away. But I used my iron-
like hands to firmly grab my mother-in-law's legs, spread them apart, and then, naked, pressed myself on
top of her, using the full weight of my buttocks to pin her left leg firmly to the mattress.
At the same time, with my other hand, I grabbed my mother-in-law's right leg, which was kicking wildly in the air, rendering her immobile
. With my free right hand, I unbuttoned her short leather skirt, finally unbuttoning the last one. I
lifted one side of the skirt, then the other.
My mother-in-law, panting heavily, tried to recall what underwear she had worn that morning. She remembered,
which only intensified her fear.
It was a pair of transparent black silk thongs, two inches wide, with two narrow straps tied at the back of her buttocks
. It was the thinnest pair of underwear she owned, barely covering her private parts; it was practically like wearing nothing at all.
Normally, this wouldn't have affected the smooth curves of her skirt and coat, but now, she knew it would
easily tear. Her suspicions were immediately confirmed.
She saw me staring intently between her legs, my small eyes burning with greed. Then, my
mother-in-law felt my terrifying thing between her thighs.
"My God," I exclaimed, and began to tear at her panties.
First, I ripped off the left strap, then the right, and then the front panel,
immediately revealing my mother-in-law's private parts. I stared intently at the pubic hair and mysterious earth in her triangle area,
my eyes burning with lust.
"My God!" I sighed again, "What a wonderful little thing, good, this is definitely exciting. You
must be itching to get it, right? I can't wait either." With that, I quickly lifted myself up, loosened my mother-in-law's body, and
tried to climb on top of her. In that instant, my mother-in-law raised her knees high, trying to use her feet to make me
lose my balance. But as soon as her legs were raised, I grabbed her ankles.
My muscles were extremely elastic, and my mother-in-law's struggle failed. I greedily stared at
the beautiful red flower at the base of my mother-in-law's snow-white legs—it was so tempting! I crawled my naked body between her legs,
swaying wantonly.
My mother-in-law groaned, her hands struggling desperately in the ropes. I was like a wild beast, a jackal, utterly ferocious and ugly
! "God! Oh, God, let me die!" my mother-in-law prayed.
"Alright, Mother, alright, alright," I coaxed her, "Let's start having some fun." I
lowered her left leg, pressing it under my body, and twisted my entire body forcefully. My mother-in-law
trembled with fear, like a rabbit caught in a trap.
She tightly closed her eyes, silently begging for a miracle, for a savior,
just to stop this from happening. But no miracle occurred. No one answered her, no one came to
her rescue. She was left alone, crying out to heaven and earth in vain. My mother-in-law felt me
roughly applying force, but despite my increasing strength, her vagina remained difficult to open.
I muttered, "You filthy bitch, so dry and tight, you little slut, let's see how I deal with you." I straightened
up and withdrew my penis.
My mother-in-law felt something else hard enter her—my finger. "Oh, my god, I'm
poking you with my finger."
Suddenly, my finger was removed, and my mother-in-law opened her eyes. In that instant,
she caught a glimpse of my terrifying image for the last time: in that instant, that wicked snake slithered into her vagina,
deeper and deeper, burning inside her like a hungry wolf, like fire, harming her.
The rapid, torrential thrusts almost tore her to pieces. My mother-in-law felt my body growing
heavier and heavier. The mother-in-law's fear and anger erupted into a powerful force. She shook and twisted
her body desperately, trying to escape the penis that tried to penetrate her. Her dry throat screamed
, sobbing, trying to escape this ordeal. She struggled fiercely, her eyes blurred with tears,
unable to see anything.
I ignored her resistance. Instead, she relaxed her exhausted, numb
legs.
I moved my lower body between hers, pressing my upper body against hers, my hands
roaming over her shoulders, my lower body shaking and thrusting violently. She raised her legs and
pounded my ribs and back with her heels. In her dazed state, she realized this would only arouse me further, and
she would be the one to suffer.
I pressed down on her, thrusting like a beast. My mother-in-law felt no pleasure whatsoever; she only felt my
sadistic rage destroying everything inside her, pounding into her body like a fist.
Her resistance grew weaker and weaker; her legs and feet couldn't balance me, nor
could they stop me. Instead, they only stimulated me, subjecting her to even more intense, savage torture.
She felt me begin to lift herself, heard me panting heavily—I had ejaculated.
The smell of alcohol I brought with me still lingered on her, which could be washed away; however, the filth I ejaculated
would forever pollute every organ in her body.
I finally finished, collapsing onto her, pressing my entire weight onto her, panting heavily,
drenched in sweat, greedily sucking on her reddened, erect nipples.
A minute passed, and I climbed off her. I thought I had succeeded, done a great job.
"Ah, I slept with sexy Tomoko!" my mother-in-law shouted triumphantly. She lay there
, like a corpse, like an animal that had just been tortured, breathing with difficulty.
As I got out of bed, her body swayed up and down with the spring mattress. She
heard me walk towards the toilet, felt the light through her eyelids, and heard the gurgling sound of urination in the toilet bowl
. When she opened her eyes, I was standing by the dressing table fastening my pants.
After fastening my belt, I walked to the bedside. "You did a good job, mother-in-law, but you'll feel even better next time,
as long as you cooperate. You gave me a little trouble just now, making me exert myself a bit, forcing me
to take my penis out earlier than usual. I promise to go slowly next time."
My mother-in-law lay there, staring at the ceiling. She felt as if many dirty things were crawling inside her
, as if that unclean, nauseating body was pressing down on her.
My mother-in-law contemplated suicide. "You filthy scoundrel!" she yelled. "You damned
, despicable scoundrel! I'll catch you, castrate you, and then kill you! Even if it takes my whole life
, I'll catch you! I'll kill you!"
I unlocked the door, turned around, and grinned at my mother-in-law. "Didn't you already catch me?
Your vagina is gripping my penis so tightly, it's unbearably itchy. Mother, I'll let you catch me again."
Hearing my lewd words, my mother-in-law screamed like a madwoman. With that scream, her mind
completely collapsed. As I walked out and closed the door facing her, she burst into tears.
My mother-in-law was heartbroken to be a woman.
She wept for a woman's vulva.
[To be continued]

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