Female police officer mother was humiliated and abused 22-24

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Chapter Twenty-Two
The night was deep, the bustling city had gradually fallen asleep, and the myriad lights of homes had been extinguished. For most people, the day was over, but for others, the excitement was just beginning. No one knew that in the most desolate corner of the city, a group of filthy, lowly, and lonely old people were experiencing a priceless night of passion!
Looking at these lowly old people, Tan Lei couldn't help but frown, his face filled with contempt and disdain.
A foul, pungent stench filled the small space, and the noise was incessant. However, when his gaze fell upon his mother, disheveled, tattered, and utterly wretched, imagining the torture and humiliation that this stunningly beautiful body was about to suffer, a perverse pleasure welled up within him, and he couldn't wait for the next scene to unfold.
"Good daughter, use your lowly body to serve these uncles and grandpas!"
"Yes... Dad... Dad." Mother was already delirious, sinking into the abyss of desire. It seemed that only endless lust could control her now.
Before Mother could react, the thirsty old men had already taken off their pants, their ugly penises erect, surrounding her. Her
tattered and disheveled silk-stockinged legs were once again reduced to tools for lewd play and sexual gratification. One after another, filthy glans pressed against this precious vulva from different angles. Her thighs, her charming insteps, and her pink soles were all suffering different degrees of torment, intimately rubbing against one foul-smelling penis after another. Her jade feet were noble and
beautiful, her silk stockings smooth and supple, and her beauty was unparalleled. How could the lonely old men, who had not tasted a fresh woman for many years, resist such temptation and stimulation? In the dim, hazy light, a pair of shimmering silver stockings-clad legs, like a pure and innocent angel, moved helplessly and forlornly between multiple penises. Every now and then, hot, foul-smelling semen, dormant for years, would spurt from one of the shafts, making the already tattered stockings-clad legs even more wanton.
"Ah...play me to death!" the policewoman's mother moaned helplessly, which undoubtedly gave the old men another dose of arousal. Their fondling gradually expanded until her entire body was covered. Finally, her mature body, beautiful face, and jet-black hair were all stained with thick, white semen.
The mother could no longer moan, lying in the foul-smelling semen, her legs limply spread, on the crumbling bed. Slowly, the moist semen began to congeal, forming patches of yellowish-white semen, her eyes becoming empty and lifeless.
"Brothers, watch me fuck her cunt raw!" The old man's desires were far from satisfied. One after another, they took turns riding on the mother, relentlessly taming this beautiful policewoman's wild horse with their cocks.
"Slut, scream for me! I'll fuck you to death, you slut." It was Old Chen's turn again. His movements were still rough, showing no mercy whatsoever. The semen accumulated over the years erupted wantonly in this crazy night, going in and out of her swollen and red vagina.
"Daddy... please forgive your daughter... I know I was wrong... ah... ah!" The mother cried out in pain, waking from her daze, and couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching wail.
"Slut, you scream so lewdly, I'll fuck you to death, you slutty policewoman!" Thinking of the years he had spent starving, Old Chen's resentment grew, and he couldn't help but increase the frequency of his thrusts, the sounds of their bodies colliding making a constant "slap slap slap slap" sound.
This cruel night was a nightmare that would haunt her forever, a night of unbearable pain and despair.
As a high-ranking police captain, she was brutally raped in a dilapidated house, in a filthy and disgusting environment, by a group of elderly thugs nearing their graves.
These indiscriminate old men, only concerned with their own lust, paid no heed to her feelings. Their methods were primitive and violent; the gang rape brought both physical and psychological agony, pushing her to the brink of collapse.
She didn't know how long the inhumane rape lasted. Her expensive stockings were long gone, leaving her completely naked, her sensitive areas covered in bite marks and pinch marks.
Finally, exhausted, the old men, having satisfied their lust, stared powerlessly at her tireless body, their penises limp with regret, and dispersed.
"Old Chen, well done!" Tan Lei said, leaving behind these words as he led her distraught mother away from this hellish place.
At this moment, the east was already tinged with the pale light of dawn. The early summer breeze gently lifted Mom's disheveled hair. Finally, she breathed in the long-awaited fresh air, her legs gave way, and she slumped weakly to the side on the bluestone slab.
The morning breeze had dried the filthy semen, leaving yellowish-white marks on her beautiful yet tragic body, contrasting with the blood-red stains, outlining an indescribable picture of a policewoman's suffering.
Time ticked by, and Mom seemed possessed, her eyes vacant, her expression blank.
"Let's go, Captain Jiang!" Tan Lei's voice rang in her ears, but to Mom, it sounded like it came from another world.
"What, still want to serve your old father?" Seeing Mom's indifference, Tan Lei went over and smoothed her hair.
"Get up, Captain Jiang, I'll personally take you home." Tan Lei's tone was clearly mocking.
Mom mechanically got up, probably not even knowing how she managed to move step by step to the car.
The streets were sparsely populated in the early morning. Those who saw it might wonder why a luxury SUV would drive out of a dilapidated slum. What they didn't know was that just half an hour later, an old man named Chen Junfei in one of those run-down houses vanished from the face of the earth, disappearing without a trace. The notorious lecher who
had once caused a sensation and terrified the entire city finally met his end after a final night of pleasure.
And the mastermind behind all this was, of course, the triumphant Tan Lei. On the night his mother was brutally raped, he became increasingly certain that she was the cure for his incurable disease. In this stark contrast between ugliness and beauty, he satisfied his perverse lust; the most primal desires within him were stirring like a volcano.
And Old Chen, who had acted as the catalyst, and who also knew too much he shouldn't have, naturally had no reason or meaning to live. The law of the jungle, the survival of the fittest, is an immutable law.
"Ring ring... Ring ring!" The piercing telephone rang in the living room! While still asleep, I suddenly realized this phone call was related to my mother. I rushed to the living room…
Let's rewind to yesterday noon, the moment my policewoman mother was lured out by Ling Zhao. Watching the car slowly drive out of the neighborhood, a strange wave of emotion surged within me—a mix of heartache and excitement.
For some reason, ever since all that had happened, culminating in my affair with my mother, my feelings for her had become somewhat complicated. She was no longer the mother I revered, but my lover. I reveled in the pleasure of this incestuous relationship; I was powerless against her alluring body. I wanted to keep playing with her, trying all sorts of things. On the other hand, my cuckoldry complex was equally intense. The thought of her being raped, humiliated, and disciplined, forced into various lewd positions, reduced to a tool for others' sexual gratification, excited me just as much.
I have no idea how I got through the day. Until midnight, there was still no news from my mother. The effects of the drug hadn't completely worn off, and I was still weak, so I lay down on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
But her mind kept replaying various dreams about her policewoman mother:
One moment I dreamt that my mother and I were inseparable lovers, signing for deliveries, shopping, and watching movies together, engaging in passionate incest;
the next I dreamt that Ling Zhao was forcing himself on my mother, who was wearing a police uniform and stockings, in the office; then I dreamt that Ah Xiong, Tie Qiang, and others took turns attacking my mother from both sides; finally, I even dreamt of Sister Hui, who was still vicious in the dream, torturing and disciplining my beautiful policewoman mother in countless ways—whipping, binding, walking the dog, and so on. The last scene was Sister Hui wearing incredibly seductive fishnet stockings, forcefully inserting her stockinged foot into my mother's vagina, and just one stockinged foot was enough to bring my mother to multiple orgasms, making her feel like she was dying and coming back to life!
However, a sudden phone call interrupted these chaotic fragmented dreams. I answered the phone and heard a steady and powerful voice:
"Is this Captain Jiang Xiu's house?"
"Yes, I am her son. May I ask who you are?"
"Your mother is on the bench downstairs!" After saying that, the other party hung up the phone, leaving only a dial tone.
Without a second thought, upon hearing the news of my mother, my heart pounded. I rushed downstairs in my pajamas and, sure enough, found her on a bench in the community lawn. The scene that greeted me was heartbreaking:
my mother lay sprawled on the bench, looking utterly disheveled. Her hair was disheveled, and her body was covered in bright red marks and dried semen stains, emitting a foul, sour odor.
When she left, she was a dignified and elegant mature woman, but now her clothes and shoes were nowhere to be seen. She was only wrapped in a blanket, barely covering her sensitive areas.
Her face was extremely haggard and exhausted, her head slumped to one side, as if she were in a deep sleep.
"Come on, Mom, let's go home!" I bent down, kissed her forehead, and then scooped up this beautiful policewoman who had suffered repeated abuse, carrying her home step by step.
Accompanied by the sound of rushing water and rising steam, we walked home. At this moment, I leaned against the bathtub wall, my left arm around my mother, my right hand holding the showerhead, washing away the stains on her body.
My mother was still unconscious in my arms; the prolonged gang rape and humiliation had left her almost completely exhausted. She lay quietly in my embrace like a little princess, enjoying the warm water.
Fragrant shower gel had already covered her entire body, water cascading down, flowing down her hair and fair neck. Her deep cleavage resembled a natural valley, with a gentle stream flowing through it, creating a unique allure.
Warm water gently patted her white, full breasts. These proud breasts, scarred and tormented, bore clear red marks of pinching and biting, which, under the warm water, created a unique charm. Glistening water droplets splashed from her peaceful breasts, like a shower of shimmering stars, mingling with the fragrance of the shower gel and filling the bathroom.
I meticulously cleaned every inch of her fair skin, wiping away the stains of semen with a towel, gently stroking the prominent marks from time to time. My mind kept replaying the scenes of my mother's humiliation, and before I knew it, my penis had become erect.
My mother, still unconscious in my arms, let me do as I pleased, seemingly enjoying the process, a satisfied smile playing on her tired face.
I suppressed the desire surging within me; wanting my mother was too early.
After washing her several times, confirming that there were no more stains or semen on her upper body, I nodded in satisfaction. I gently got up, supporting my mother's back against the bathtub wall, and sat between her legs. Because of the limited space, I had to place her feet on my shoulders. This way, my mother's body naturally leaned upwards, her vulva completely exposed to me.
Compared to her upper body, her vulva was in a terrible state; I could hardly imagine the immense humiliation she had endured. Even now, her vulva still couldn't close properly; her labia were turned outwards, appearing red and swollen, emitting a foul, fishy odor.
Simple rinsing was no longer enough; only a deep clean could wash away the filth. I coated my right middle finger with shower gel and inserted it into her vagina, which had been violated by countless men.
I held the showerhead in my left hand, rinsing her flat stomach; the water flowed like a mountain spring over the lush grass, and her thick pubic hair swayed freely in the water—it was so alluring. My shower gel-covered fingers moved in and out of the woman's most secret cave. I held my breath, trying to apply every drop of shower gel to the vaginal walls, then washed her disheveled genitals with water. I repeated this several times, until the unpleasant odor was gradually replaced by a pleasant fragrance.
I felt like an artist restoring a beautiful work of art—a scene I could never have imagined before.
Just as my thoughts were wandering aimlessly, I suddenly felt my mother's whole body tense up, her vagina contracting and gripping my middle finger as it was thrusting in and out.
"My God, my policewoman mother is truly amazing! She can still react even in this environment! Desire is indeed endless!"
"Mom, don't worry, your son will satisfy you soon and make you feel heaven!" With my mother's body's tacit consent, I gradually increased the intensity of my finger's friction, my middle finger constantly making intimate and ambiguous frictions with the vaginal walls.
"Ah...ah!" Accompanied by a seductive moan, a warm current surged from deep within her vagina, quickly warming my middle finger.
"Zhiwei?" My mother slowly woke up, clearly not yet aware of what was happening.
"Mom, you're weak, don't move around, let your son take good care of you!" I couldn't help but increase the speed of my finger's friction.
"No, Zhiwei, no... hurry... don't touch there!" The warm and comfortable environment, the pleasant touch on her lower body, made Mom temporarily forget the fact that she had been brutally gang-raped a few hours earlier. Instinctively, she tried to squeeze her thighs together, but her jade-like feet were spread apart and placed on my shoulders. She was powerless to resist and could only let me do as I pleased.
"Mom's area is dirty, let your son wash you properly." My hand gently brushed over her tender clitoris.
"Ah... Zhiwei... no!" As if electrocuted, Mom shuddered.
My heart began to race. I withdrew my fingers and knelt between Mom's legs, bringing my mouth close to her vulva. Sure enough, after my tireless cleaning, the smell had improved a lot, with more of the fragrance of shower gel and a woman's unique body scent.
"So fragrant! Mom." I stared passionately at the woman's most mysterious black forest. After being cleaned, the pubic hair appeared even blacker and shinier. The labia majora on both sides of the mature vulva were still so full, and the clitoris, like a flower bud, looked even more delicate and luscious after the rain. In that instant, the air seemed to freeze. My blood boiled, my heart raced, my eyes widened, and my mouth slowly approached my mother's vulva, my tongue involuntarily licking it.
"No...it's dirty!" My mother was still offering token resistance, her pink cheeks flushed crimson. The relatively enclosed environment of the bathroom made the oxygen level a little low, and this series of stimulations made her breathing somewhat rapid.
The rushing water continued to splash against her alluring body, the air filled with the vibrant scent of spring.
"Mom isn't dirty. In my heart, you will always be my goddess, high above me." While teasing her clitoris with my tongue, my hands were also caressing and washing her long, beautiful legs.
"Zhiwei..." My mother hesitated, but through the rising steam, I could vaguely see that her eyes were slightly moist.
After breaking that taboo, I slowly began to understand the inner world of women. I knew that at this moment, my mother needed more of my caresses and comfort.
My tongue deftly circled a few times inside her vagina, the brief teasing abruptly ending. I could see my mother seemed somewhat disappointed, and I didn't want to proceed further until I had thoroughly cleaned her.
After all, the beautiful policewoman was already under my control.
I lathered my hands with shower gel again, continuing to rub and massage along the exquisite curves of her legs, finally settling on those jade feet that haunted my dreams.
I gently lifted my mother's left foot, placing it in my right palm, while my left hand evenly applied shower gel to the instep and sole. Compared to her breasts and vulva, the scars on her feet were less noticeable. Even so, I didn't dare to be careless, parting her petal-like toes and licking the finest crevices with my tongue.
"Zhiwei…so comfortable!" My mother had already closed her eyes, enjoying it all.
I gazed intently at her exquisite feet, their naturally curved lines, the perfectly arranged toes, the clear and distinct veins on the soles, glistening with dewdrops—they were breathtakingly beautiful.
"Mom, your beautiful feet smell so good!" A tidal wave of desire surged within me, and I could no longer suppress my primal instincts. I took her foot into my mouth and began to lick it frantically.
"Zhiwei…don't…tease…Mom…I…want it!" Finally, my mother uttered those words. I released the foot from my mouth, climbed on top of her, and kissed her cherry-like lips. The foam from the shower gel rubbed against her body, the smooth sensation intoxicating.
My mother, equally ignited with lust, quickly embraced me passionately, kissing me. The pleasure of our bodies mingling was indescribable.
The rapid breathing and seductive moans of my mother filled my ears, intensely stimulating every cell in my body.
My lower body was already erect!
This was the moment I'd been waiting for. I gripped her full breasts tightly, thrusting my hips forward with all my might. With a "plop," my massive member plunged deep into her vagina, sending a dizzying wave of stimulation through me.
My mother's paradise was already slick with moisture, warm fluid constantly flowing from its source. Her burning flesh still tightly enveloped my glans, as if trying to melt it, completely immersing me in a sea of desire.
"Ah... Zhiwei... so good!" My mother moaned repeatedly.
These enchanting cries naturally made me unable to resist. Each thrust went deep into her cunt, then I pulled out forcefully. The point of contact between our genitals made a "slap, slap" sound.
"Zhiwei... so deep... so good... ah... pull harder... I'm going to die... so good!"
My mother was now incoherent. Admittedly, the night of defilement hadn't brought her any physical pleasure, but in the special setting of the bathroom, her most primal desires were being satisfied!
"You slutty mom...you need to be fucked!" At this moment, I no longer saw her as the mother I respected and admired, nor as a high and mighty goddess, but as a lowly bitch to be ridden and fucked by thousands.
I increased the frequency of my thrusts, my cock going in and out more frantically, almost every round a hysterical sprint, violently impacting the deepest part of her cunt, straight to her core. My testicles slapped against the fat girl's labia with each violent thrust, making lewd sounds!
"Zhiwei...you're so bad...forcing...mom...to say...those things...ahh...mom needs to be fucked...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to be...fucked to death by you...please have mercy on me!"
The louder my mother screamed, the more ferocious my thrusts became. The oxygen-deprived environment of the bathroom made us lose our strength quickly. After hundreds of frantic thrusts, I finally reached my climax!
"Fuck you to death...slut!" I shouted, a large amount of semen gushing from my urethra, a hot wave shooting hard into my mother's uterus.
"Ah...it's so hot...shoot...shoot me to death!"
At the same time, Mom tightly hugged my neck, her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, making our lower bodies even more intertwined.
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...it feels so good!" With my ejaculation, Mom's body began to spasm, trembling involuntarily, her vagina tightening its grip, bringing even stronger pleasure. A gush of hot fluid gushed from deep within her vagina, mingling with the semen.
Mom and I reached orgasm simultaneously!
After the orgasm, Mom and I embraced tightly, both of us drenched in sweat and panting after this intense battle.
Without needing many words, I buried my face in Mom's chest, my ear pressed against her breast, listening to her heartbeat.
With slightly disordered breathing, we quietly leaned on each other, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasm.
Silence spoke volumes!
"Zhiwei, is this really okay for us?" I don't know how much time had passed before Mom broke the silence, and her first words after the passion exploded in my heart like a thunderbolt.
"What's wrong, Mom? Don't you like it?" I didn't want Mom to bring this up; after all, reason told me that doing this was against morality.
"This is so unfair to your father, and it's irresponsible to you!" Mom sighed.
"But..."
"No buts, Zhiwei, please don't do this again!" After saying this, Mom slowly stood up and walked out of the bathroom with slightly unsteady steps, leaving me feeling lost.
Admittedly, even if Mom said that, sleeping with her wouldn't be difficult. The worst that could happen was threatening her with those things, drugging her, and she would still act very seductive in bed. But none of this was what I wanted. I wanted Mom to willingly play with me, to be my woman, but now it seems that her heart is still so far away.
I had completely lost the passion and sense of conquest I had just felt; instead, I felt a strong sense of loss. From great joy to great sorrow, sometimes there's only a step between them.
"Let's take it one step at a time." I shook my head helplessly, glanced back at the bathroom where we had just been so passionate, and gave a bitter smile.
Beautiful things are like fireworks; once they've faded, only emptiness remains. My passion has temporarily come to an end, but my policewoman mother's misfortune is far from over!
Chapter Twenty-Three:
My mother's 180-degree change in attitude left me somewhat bewildered. I felt increasingly unable to fathom this woman: just moments ago she was alluring and melodious, and in an instant, she transformed into an icy beauty who kept everyone at arm's length. Reason or desire, which truly reflected her? Mom, what are you really thinking deep down?
After finishing a simple wash and rinsing, I glanced at the calendar. I was shocked to see that it was Friday again. I clearly remember that at this time last week, I was eagerly awaiting my exam results. In the blink of an eye, my policewoman mother had been humiliated and abused for a whole week, feeling like an eternity.
Missing a week of school is practically unthinkable for a high school student, especially a top student. Sure enough, just as I was lamenting the passing of spring and autumn while looking at the calendar, the phone rang again, and my homeroom teacher's hoarse voice came through:
"Wang Zhiwei?"
"It's me, Teacher Luo."
"Are you feeling any better?"
"I'm...almost better."
"Come back soon, you know you've missed a lot of schoolwork, right? This is the crucial stage of high school, if you don't catch up now, you'll regret it later! Don't use being sick as an excuse to be lazy. You're a good student, do you need the teacher to tell you these things?"
"Yes, yes, Teacher Luo, I was just discharged from the hospital yesterday, I'll be back to class now!" The teacher's words came out like a machine gun, leaving me no room to maneuver. There was no longer a suitable reason for missing class. Call last week a nightmare or an adventure or whatever, it was all in the past. The school was my home now!
Returning to school felt like a different world. Those boring morning exercises and reading sessions now seemed so familiar. Back in the classroom, everyone was already reading in an orderly fashion. I tiptoed into the classroom, and everyone just glanced at me, without causing much of a ripple. Perhaps in their eyes, I had only missed a week of school due to illness.
The only change was in the back of the classroom; Hui-jie's seat was empty, and the classroom suddenly felt less like a place of vulgarity and more like a school with a scholarly atmosphere.
Both had been absent for a week, but my policewoman mother's return was clearly more grand than mine!
Shortly after I left, my mother received a call from the police station, summoning her back to duty immediately for an important announcement.
After hanging up, my mother was filled with emotion, gazing at her solemn police uniform hanging on the coat rack: "Policewoman," this special identity had once brought her so much respect and honor, but in the past week, it had awakened the demons' desire for cruelty, making her fate even worse.
All of this had nothing to do with the uniform; rain or shine, it lay there quietly, awaiting its master.
"The hardship is over; I must have the courage to face a new life!" Having made up her mind, my mother put on her solemn police uniform again. The dashing, capable, and poised police captain, Jiang Xiu, was back!
Mom strode back to the police station, one foot barely touching the office floor when deafening applause and clamor erupted around her:
"Captain Jiang, long time no see!"
"Sister Xiu, congratulations! Remember to treat us to a meal!"
"Little Jiang, you've been working hard these past few days!"
Praises and greetings filled the air, but Mom stood in the center of the crowd, clearly bewildered and at a loss.
"Everyone, quiet down, let Captain Jiang catch his breath." A voice rang out, not loud, but firm and resolute.
The speaker was Ling Zhao!
Seeing this devil slowly emerge from the crowd, Mom felt a chill run down her spine, an overwhelming fear washing over her. After all, he knew far too many of her unspeakable secrets!
Ling Zhao, seemingly oblivious to all this, patiently continued,
"Sister Xiu, consider this a surprise! You've been promoted to captain of the criminal investigation team! This time, you single-handedly led the charge, making outstanding contributions to dismantling Hu Biao's drug trafficking ring! You also assisted me in raiding a brothel in the provincial capital! Now, all those involved have been brought to justice. Sister Xiu's contribution is indispensable; you're truly a heroine!"
"No...no, it's all thanks to your brilliant plan that these bad guys were caught in one fell swoop!" Mom didn't seem very interested in her promotion, casually agreeing while constantly observing everyone's expressions and reactions.
Seeing everyone's sincere congratulations and heartfelt praise, Mom felt slightly relieved; it seemed Ling Zhao hadn't revealed her shameful secret. Unexpectedly, however, the former captain and Director Liu were nowhere to be seen in the crowd.
"Sister Xiu, please forgive me for calling you back early. You should be on leave right now." Ling Zhao cleared her throat and continued,
"This case is incredibly complex, involving both the legitimate and criminal worlds. It even implicated Chief Liu Tianfu and the former captain. For years, they've been backing up the underworld, allowing those lawless scum to run rampant!
I, Ling, have been entrusted by my superiors to temporarily assume the position of chief. At this turbulent time, Captain Jiang, please assist me in leading everyone through this difficult period and restoring the corrupt atmosphere! Captain Jiang, please promise me!" "
Okay, I promise you!" Her mother's answer was resolute and decisive, radiating the composure of a policewoman.
No one knew the turmoil churning within her at that moment!
"Firstly, after so many years in the police force, I never knew Liu Tianfu was a protector of the underworld. I always thought he was a good official who spoke up for the people. This shock is unimaginable. Secondly, Ling Zhao's words were impassioned and powerful, moving everyone. However, I know Ling Zhao's character all too well. Now that I'm his direct subordinate, I have a lot of dirt on him, which is terrifying. Thirdly, did Ling Zhao include Sister Hui in all the people involved in the case? I have a feeling that this female demon has vanished from the face of the earth, yet I have a vague premonition that Sister Hui hasn't gone far!"
"Captain Jiang, I look forward to a pleasant cooperation!" A cold smile appeared on Ling Zhao's face, which made his mother nauseous...
There was no longer the ambition of returning home, nor the joy of promotion. Knowing that the journey ahead was dangerous, yet having no way to escape, this is probably the ultimate sorrow and helplessness in the world.
In this situation, we are at their mercy, like fish on a chopping board. Thinking of this, Mom couldn't help but sigh. Under Ling Zhao's guidance, she silently moved to the new office.
On her first day back, Mom's work and life were uneventful. She mainly handled document work related to the previous two cases. Compared to before, the new office was more spacious and bright, which made Mom feel much more relaxed.
Ling Zhao, who temporarily took over the position of director, seemed to have no time to pay attention to his policewoman mother. He was preoccupied with various political affairs. It seemed that he was enjoying his power, while the temptation of lust was far behind.
Compared to Mom's relatively uneventful day at work, my school life was not so happy. Because I missed too much of my studies, I was kept after school by the teacher for individual tutoring. By the time I got home, the stars were already shining brightly.
Opening the door, I returned to that long-lost feeling, and the aroma of delicious food filled the whole room.
"Zhiwei, you're back! Wash up and get ready for dinner." Mom took off her solemn police uniform and wore simple and ordinary home clothes. Even so, I still found her so beautiful, full of the charm of a mature woman.
"Okay, Mom!" This mundane conversation had happened countless times before, but after all we'd been through, I clearly felt that since our relationship became more complicated, an indescribable barrier had formed in our conversation.
I didn't know what to say next, and Mom seemed lost in thought, her eyes fixed on the door.
"What's wrong?" I turned around curiously, and there stood Dad in the doorway.
His worry for Mom, coupled with the fatigue of the journey, made him look so tired and haggard, but when he saw that Mom was safe and sound, his heart finally settled down!
"Xiuxiu, I'm back, are you alright?" "Jianjun,
you're finally back!" Mom had a thousand unspeakable grievances in her heart; the person she had longed for had finally returned to her side, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes.
"Xiuxiu, you've been wronged!" Dad rushed over, completely ignoring me in the middle, and pulled Mom into his arms.
"Waaaaah!" Embracing her lover, Mom could no longer contain her emotions, letting tears flow freely. At this moment, she was no longer the fierce and beautiful woman she once was, but a little princess needing care and love.
"Xiu, you've lost weight!" Dad gently wiped away Mom's tears, gently smoothing her disheveled hair.
A single meeting of lovers surpasses countless earthly encounters!
Not wanting to disrupt their reunion, I picked up the bowl and chopsticks and silently went into the room, leaving them some time alone.
"Jianjun, why are you back at this time?" After a long while, Mom finally calmed down.
"Why did I come back? That's the question I should be asking you. For three days straight, you and your daughter were out of contact. I called your cell phone, but you didn't answer; the home phone didn't work either. I was so worried something had happened to you. I was on pins and needles while I was abroad!" Dad's voice was already somewhat agitated as he spoke.
"It's my fault, Jianjun!" Mom bit her lower lip like a child who had done something wrong.
"Everything happened so suddenly. I really did have an urgent mission this time, a high level of secrecy. And to make matters worse, Zhiwei fell ill. I had no choice but to have a colleague take him to the provincial capital for treatment, while I stayed behind to carry out the mission!" Mom almost wanted to tell the whole truth, but worried that her conservative father wouldn't be able to handle such a shocking blow, so she used this official excuse to deflect the question.
"You should have at least made a phone call! You've kept me up at night abroad!" Seeing Mom's aggrieved expression, Dad didn't dare say more. Fortunately, his family was safe and sound, and his heart was finally at ease.
"Yes, yes, it won't happen again. Jianjun, don't worry. It's rare for you to come back, and we're both safe and sound. You should be happy!"
"That's right, that's right!" Dad's anger subsided.
"By the way, where's Zhiwei? I was so busy chatting with you, I haven't even spoken to the kid since he got back!" Hearing this, Dad still had many doubts, such as about the content of the video, but if he were to confront her rashly now, and Mom vehemently denied it, he might wrongly accuse her, and their relationship would be irreparably damaged.
For now, Dad chose to remain silent, not because he suspected Mom, but simply to confirm that his beloved was alright!
Summoned, I returned to the dining table, and the three of us sat together happily.
Thinking back now, that night was truly warm and filled with happiness: Dad shared his amazing stories from abroad, and I talked about my experiences at school. We were all so happy; it had been a long, long time since I'd felt this joy! By the time the three of us were tired and went to bed, it was already midnight!
I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I kept noticing Dad's eyes glancing at Mom's beautiful legs and feet, as if searching for something.
Behind this peaceful facade, an undercurrent was stirring!
The following days remained uneventful: Tan Lei was busy with promotions and various political struggles; Ling Zhao, newly appointed, was always looking for something to stir up, to ignite a raging fire; I was frantically catching up on my missed lessons; and Sister Hui remained silent!
For Mom and Dad, however, these days were sweet and happy: aside from Mom's daily work and Dad's routine visits to relatives and friends, the two seemed to have returned to their passionate days! No, to be precise, even more passionate and unrestrained than that innocent era. Dad, in particular, seemed inspired and stimulated by the video, beginning to pay attention to every detail of the policewoman Mom: from changing clothes and bathing to the smallest gestures, his eyes never left Mom's perfect body!
"Could the woman in the video really be Xiuxiu?" Dad dared not think further; the scene of the policewoman in stockings foot fetish in the passionate video was still vivid in his mind. It turned out that beauty was everywhere in this vast world.
"No matter what, we can't miss this chance to come back!" As we chatted, it was already Sunday evening. Unsurprisingly, I was called away for extra lessons, leaving my parents with a sweet time alone.
"Xiuxiu, let's go for a walk in the park, it's a rare opportunity!"
"Okay, honey, let me change!" It was a rare chance to relax with her beloved, so Mom readily agreed.
"Um... honey, dress nicely!"
"I know, you pervert, go change!" Mom scolded playfully. Only in front of Dad could she fully show this princess-like side of herself, after all, he was her most reliable support.
A few minutes later, Mom reappeared, her light makeup a radiant breeze brushing against Dad's cheek:
Mom wore a snow-white dress, the long skirt flowing, whiter than snow; her beautiful legs were encased in elegant flesh-colored stockings, and her feet wore a pair of noble, understated black shoes, exuding a thousand charms and innate elegance!
"Wife, you're so beautiful!" Dad exclaimed sincerely. He and Mom had spent little time together these past few years, yet he never imagined this dearest woman would become so charming with age!
"Jianjun, let's go!" Mom took Dad's arm, and they strolled in the afterglow of the setting sun.
The park at dusk was so romantic: the air was fresh, the sunset bathed the ground, the grass was lush and green, and a few water birds leisurely strolled and flew low over the pond—it was so serene and peaceful, and a gentle breeze made everyone feel relaxed and happy.
Unconsciously, Mom seemed to forget the hustle and bustle of the world, as if the past week had been a nightmare. She wished time could stop at this moment, that the scene could be frozen in time!
"Jianjun, you're so beautiful!" Mom rested her head quietly in Dad's arms, enjoying the tranquility of nature!
"The scenery is beautiful, but you're even more beautiful!" Dad gently smoothed her hair, which was ruffled by the breeze.
"I want to walk with you like this forever!"
"Me too!" With a beautiful woman in his arms, her delicate fragrance stimulating his hormones, he couldn't resist reaching under her skirt with his right hand, caressing her smooth, delicate legs through her stockings!
"Jianjun… I…" Mom hesitated.
"Don't say anything, Xiuxiu." Dad lowered his head, his tongue darting out, and they passionately kissed under the setting sun.
"Husband… so comfortable!" The elegant and comfortable environment made everything feel so natural; Mom was already lost in passion.
"Come on, wife, there's a bench here, let's sit down!" Dad lifted Mom up by the waist and laid her sideways on the bench, her long, straight legs naturally spread out—a breathtaking sight!
"Mmm… husband!"
Dad's hands rhythmically roamed over her stockinged legs; the warmth of his palms and the smooth stockings brought indescribable pleasure. Mom closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the gentle breeze and her lover's caresses. At this moment, she felt like the happiest woman in the world.
"I love your beautiful legs in stockings!"
"Am I beautiful, honey?"
"Beautiful, absolutely beautiful!" As he spoke, Dad removed the leather shoe from his right foot, revealing a flawless, flesh-colored stockinged foot!
"After so many years of marriage, this is the first time I've realized that my wife's feet are so captivating!"
"You naughty husband, you're always teasing me!" Mom pretended to pull her foot back.
A golden opportunity, Dad wasn't about to let it slip away. He firmly grasped the stockinged foot, fondling it in his hands, occasionally bringing it to his nose to inhale the fragrance. The scent of the beautiful foot, mixed with the leather of the shoe and the nylon of the stockings, filled his entire body!
"Amazing!" Dad went a step further, taking the stockinged foot into his mouth and beginning to lick it. His tongue stimulated the crystal-clear toes, licking each delicate toe and sensitive crevices through the stockings!
"Honey...who taught you...to be so perverted...ah...so good!"
Dad didn't answer, his licking speed increasing. With Mom's beautiful foot in his mouth, he recalled the haunting video of her stockinged feet, increasingly convinced that the woman in it was Mom.
Thinking of this, Dad felt a strange excitement. After playing with Mom's beautiful feet enough, he slipped his fingers under her skirt, gently squeezing and pressing against her bulging vulva through the stockings at the crotch!
"Ah!" As if electrocuted, Mom screamed.
"Xiuxiu, look at your pussy, it's already wet! I can feel the juices through your stockings and panties!"
"Mmm...husband...Xiuxiu...want...hurry...give it to me!" Mom's sensitive body was already in a frenzy from the repeated stimulation, and with her loving husband beside her, her lower body was overflowing with desire!
"Coming!" Dad had never experienced such passionate stimulation before. His penis was already rock hard, and he didn't care where he was or how to be gentle. He placed Mom on the lawn, pushed her snow-white dress up to her waist, and finally pulled down her stockings and panties. His hard, iron-like glans aimed at her slippery pussy.
With a "plop," his large penis slid in completely. No one would know that in the quiet park, beside the gently flowing pond, passion was burning like a raging fire!
The sounds of thrusting filled the air. For many years, Dad hadn't unleashed his desires so passionately. His large penis seemed tireless, making powerful piston-like movements again and again.
"Ah...husband...dear husband...fuck me to death...I'm going to die...ahhh!"
The sunset was ablaze with color, but the passionate lovemaking on the lawn continued. After hundreds of rounds, accompanied by a low moan and incessant cries, they both reached the peak of their sexual climax.
"Jianjun...so amazing!" After the passion subsided, Mom's flushed cheeks were even more vibrant than the sunset. She and Dad exchanged a smile and embraced tightly!
It was a passionate night. In the park, they fought again and again, reaching climax after climax. By the time they returned home, it was already dark!
Filled with sweet anticipation, Mom and Dad had spent a day they would never forget!
The next morning, the sun rose again, and a new week began!
After the passion subsided, Mom looked radiant. Dad's return brought her more than just physical indulgence; the spiritual encouragement and support were unparalleled. It was obvious that Mom was glowing, her spirits a world apart from before.
"Xiuxiu, why are you dressed differently today?"
"It's the season, time for summer clothes!" Mom carefully smoothed out the wrinkles in her summer police uniform, then changed into a sky-blue shirt and a dark blue police skirt, looking dashing and incredibly sexy. "Wife
, the policewoman's black stockings are so alluring!" After yesterday's more relaxed approach, Dad started teasing and complimenting Mom.
"Ugh, always talking nonsense! I'm ignoring you, I have to go to work!" Mom said playfully, but her face was filled with a happy smile.
"Go on, Xiuxiu, be careful! I might be meeting a friend tonight and won't be home for dinner!"
"Oh, then come back early too!" Mom's tone was a little disappointed, then she naturally kicked off her slippers, slipped on a pair of black high-heeled leather shoes, and went out.
"Love you, Xiuxiu!" Watching Mom's beautiful figure, especially her pair of black-stockinged legs, Dad fell into a bewildered reverie:
"Xiuxiu has changed so much since she came back, she's like a completely different person! Can anyone tell me what happened these past few days?!"
Mondays at the police station are always busy: summarizing last week's work, coordinating the next phase of tasks, and finishing up on two major cases from last week, plus the sudden change of leadership and the issue of excessive transfer of power. The entire police station was in a tense and serious atmosphere.
After the long routine meeting, Mom composed herself, clearly still not fully recovered from yesterday's excitement.
"This week's going to be busy!" Mom muttered to herself, returning to her seat to prepare materials as usual. Unexpectedly, an uninvited guest arrived:
a black package sat prominently on her desk, with a note on the top:
"To Policewoman Jiang Xiu."
"What's going on? Is someone playing a prank?" Mom didn't think much of it at first, but then, scenes from novels and movies flashed through her mind:
"Oh no, is someone threatening me with videos or photos?"
Thinking this, Mom's heart suddenly raced, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. Looking around, thankfully no one was watching, so she quickly locked the door and shakily opened the package, her heart pounding throughout.
The owner of the package seemed to have a good grasp of Mom's state of mind. After building up her suspense, she opened it to reveal yet another package, still with a note on top, this time with more content: "
Captain Jiang, I am fully aware of your actions." Now you have two choices: First, tear up the note and bear the consequences! Second, turn it over.
"Who is this?" Mom was incredibly anxious. She turned the note over, and this text appeared: "
Very good, Captain Jiang, you haven't disappointed me. Here's a QQ account and password. Log in and we can chat."
Mom patiently followed the instructions on the note and logged in, adding only one friend.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Mom had so many questions.
"Who I am isn't important, what's important is that I know what you've done! If you don't want your shameful deeds to be known, then obediently do as I say!"
"Why should I listen to you?" " It's fine
if you don't believe me, just throw the package away, but then I reckon you'll be a household name tomorrow!"
"Are you threatening me?"
"Fine, you won't learn your lesson until you're faced with the truth. Here's a hint: 'silk stockings.' You decide what to do!"
The simple words "silk stockings" plunged the policewoman into deep thought. Her mind raced. Who was this person manipulating everything in the shadows? Tan Lei, Ling Zhao, Sister Hui, or those who had previously raped her? Judging from the tone and content of their words, it seemed like anyone could be involved.
If she obediently complied, she would undoubtedly return to being humiliated and disciplined; but what about resistance? What would the consequences be? Her father had just returned; if he found out, the consequences would be unimaginable. Obey or resist—the mother was caught in a fierce internal struggle.
Time ticked by, and the inner conflict within the mother intensified. Just then, the images of humiliation and abuse resurfaced before her eyes, and a voice echoed in her ears:
"Follow your inner desires."
"Oh my god, what am I thinking? How could I become so lewd! No, no..." The hourly chime suddenly jolted Mom out of her reverie. Looking closely, she saw several messages from the other party:
"What are you still agonizing over?"
"Haven't decided yet?"
"Forget it, let's just pretend nothing happened. Wait for the show when you go to work tomorrow. Goodbye!"
"No!" Mom practically screamed those words. Less than a minute had passed since the last message. After typing those three words, Mom felt a sense of relief. Life and death were in the hands of fate; she let it go.
"Hehe, that's right, just do as I say!"
"I'm at work, what do you want?"
"From now on, you have no room for negotiation. You have to answer every question I ask honestly, and you have to carry out every instruction thoroughly, understand?"
"Understood!"
"Very good, describe your attire!"
"Light blue short-sleeved police uniform shirt, dark blue police skirt, dark black stockings, black high-heeled shoes!"
"And underneath?"
"A milky white bra and panties!"
"A policewoman dressed so provocatively, are you going to openly prostitute yourself in the police station?"
"Please don't say that!"
"Can't handle this already? You'll have your fun later. Fine, open the package and tell me what's inside!"
The mother tremblingly opened the second package. Inside were a pair of flesh-colored stockings, a marker, and a wireless vibrator.
Seeing these, the mother's face flushed, and a strange excitement welled up inside her.
"There's a pair of stockings, a pen, and...and a vibrator inside!"
"Tell me honestly, aren't you excited?"
"Yes!" As if her deepest secret had been exposed, Mom was mortified.
"Take off your panties and stockings, spread your legs and put them on the table!"
"But...but this is an office! This isn't appropriate."
"This is the last time, you have no room for negotiation!"
"Okay!" Mom had no choice but to slowly pull off her panties and stockings from her smooth legs, spread her legs apart, and put them on the table. This shifted her center of gravity backward, making the area between her legs even more exposed.
"Are you sexy right now?"
"Mmm...very sexy!"
"The sexier part is yet to come. Put your panties to your nose and smell them. Tell me what they smell like!"
Mom picked up the milky-white panties, closed her eyes, and smelled them. The lace trim rubbed against her delicate skin. There was a slight dampness in the crotch, probably from the excitement she had just experienced, but she hadn't noticed it herself. A faint, pungent smell wafted into her nostrils.
"The smell...a little pungent!" Mom's heart raced. This gradual online BDSM was making her somewhat addicted.
"Sexy is good, because you are a slut! Write the words 'slut' on the inside of your thighs with a marker, take a picture, and send it to me!"
"Yes!" Mom picked up the marker, buried her face between her legs, and carefully wrote the two large characters "slut" on her snow-white inner thighs. The feeling of being abused and excited instantly spread throughout her body.
"Very good!" The other party seemed very satisfied after receiving the picture!
"Now turn on the vibrator, put it in your cunt, rub your big breasts through your police uniform with one hand, and use your phone in the other to record your whole slutty, wanton state!"
"Okay!" The mother accepted this perverted and stimulating command without resistance. Her wanton body was now completely in a state of excitement; every insult and every act of abuse brought her unparalleled pleasure!
Who would have thought that in the police station, in the female detective captain's office, the beautiful Jiang Xiu, wearing a sky-blue police uniform on top and naked below, legs spread wide, with "slutty cunt" written on her inner thighs, could there be a more lewd scene in the world?
The mother's sensitive and wanton lower body was already overflowing with this ethereal stimulation!
The vibrator's gates opened, and it was inserted into her empty, wanton cunt. The feeling of fullness and vibration surged forth, stimulating the tender, wet vaginal walls, and warm currents spread throughout her body from her lower body!
"Ah...ah...so good!" Mom couldn't help but moan.
Her left hand, through her elegant police uniform, rubbed her milky-white bra in circles, while her right hand, holding a cell phone, captured her ecstatic state without reservation. After days of humiliation and abuse, Mom was already adept at this. Slowly, her left hand unbuttoned the collar, gradually slipping inside the bra, increasing the pressure of the rubbing, teasing her already hardened pink bud. The vibrating egg in her lower body continued its tireless work, emitting a buzzing sound, her jade-like legs trembling slightly with the rhythm of the vibrations, and the nectar flowing from her vulva dripping onto her alluring body.
Mom was already in heaven, high above the clouds!
"I can't take it anymore... It feels so good... I'm... I'm going to... play myself to death... I'm such a... slut... whore... sexy policewoman... Ahh... I can't take it anymore!"
Unconsciously, Mom had reached the edge of climax. Her eyes were tightly closed, her eyebrows furrowed, reveling in the endless sea of desire!
"I can't take it anymore... I'm going to die... I'm coming... you little slut... I'm coming!" Mom gripped her breast tightly with her left hand, her legs desperately pressed together, and with a heartfelt scream, she reached climax in the office!
"Did you climax, you slut?" The other person timed it perfectly, asking immediately.
"Mmm, I climaxed!" Mom gasped for breath.
"Send the video over. You can turn off the vibrator now, but keep it plugged in. Put away your panties and black stockings. Don't wear them back. If you need to use them again, you must wear flesh-colored stockings home. You know the consequences if I find out you didn't do any of these things!"
"Okay... I've uploaded the video for you." The stimulation just now brought Mom immense pleasure, satisfying her lust and giving her a thrill of infidelity.
"Was that good? You slut!"
"Mmm... It felt so good!"
"There are plenty of tricks waiting for you next time. Are you looking forward to it?" "
I'm really looking forward to it... I'm so excited!" At this moment, Mom was a wanton slut with a depraved lust.
"I'm also looking forward to the next training session!" After sending the video, the other person's avatar turned gray and disappeared.
Mom was still immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm, unable to extricate herself. The pleasure she had just experienced was endless. Thinking of this, a lustful desire surged up from the depths of her heart. Her right hand naturally touched her genitals and turned the vibrator back on.
"Ahhh... Ahhh!" The office was filled with the scent of spring.
"Knock knock knock!" The urgent knocking at the door startled Mom from her erotic dream.
In her haste, Mom straightened her disheveled clothes, opened the office door, but forgot to turn off the vibrating egg inside her vagina.
"Hey Xiao Jiang, why didn't you open the door after I called you for so long?" The person who came in was Aunt Yang, who managed the household registration. She was a gossip and liked to talk behind people's backs, so she wasn't a very popular figure in the police station.
"No, I just... fell asleep. Is there anything I can do for you, Sister Yang?" Mom could only give a perfunctory answer, but her lower body felt like it was being bitten by a thousand ants, unbearably itchy.
"Can't you come and check on me if there's nothing wrong? Xiao Jiang, you shouldn't forget your roots now that you've been promoted, you know?"
"Sister Yang, what are you saying!"
"Oh, I just heard some strange noises coming from the office when I passed by.
Are you feeling unwell?" Aunt Yang seemed to smell something strange in the air and looked at Mom with a strange expression. "Um...yes...I'm feeling a little unwell!" Mom blushed and stammered, making up some excuses, but she desperately squeezed her legs together, resisting the waves of pleasure coming from her lower body. Her breathing became rapid, and she was somewhat incoherent.
"Oh, you weren't feeling well, so you slept for a while, right?"
"Yes... Sister Yang... it's the changing season... you might be feeling unwell!"
"I see. Take care then, I'll be going now." Without lingering, the old woman glanced around and left the room.
No sooner had Aunt Yang left than the mother quickly closed the door, took out a vibrating egg soaked in her vaginal fluids, inserted her fingers into her vagina, leaned against the door, and used her fingers to bring herself to a second orgasm!
Little did she know, Aunt Yang outside the door had heard everything clearly.
"What a shameless slut! Looks like this is how she became a team leader!"
Ten minutes later, in the director's office:
"Sister Yang, you have to take responsibility for what you said." Ling Zhao said with a questioning expression, facing Aunt Yang's rapid-fire words.
"I've been there, do you think I don't know what that little bitch is up to? Director Ling, let me tell you, this is a big secret, I'm telling you without reservation, look at that personnel transfer issue in the household registration department..."
Then there's this Aunt Yang, who was also promiscuous in her youth, having been Liu Tianfu's mistress for many years while holding a sinecure like household registration management. Now that Liu Tianfu has fallen from power, the leadership has changed, and Ling Zhao is implementing sweeping reforms, making her position precarious.
At this critical moment, she accidentally discovered her mother's secret and wanted to curry favor. If Ling Zhao could take advantage of her mother, it would be a meritorious deed for her, bringing future benefits; even if he couldn't, it would still be considered a meritorious report, upholding the rules. So she rushed over to inform on him.
"Whether it's true or not isn't up to you to decide, and it's none of your business. Just focus on doing your job well. The matter of household registration management has already been decided. If there's nothing else, go home!"
"But... Director Ling..." Aunt Yang was clearly unwilling to give up. She didn't believe anyone would be indifferent to such a matter.
"No buts. Watch your mouth. You're a senior colleague; you should know better than me what to say and what not to say!" Ling Zhao didn't mince words, giving Aunt Yang the order to leave!
"Sigh!" Having failed to steal a chicken, she lost more than she gained. Aunt Yang sighed deeply and withdrew helplessly. She certainly didn't hear Ling Zhao's inner monologue:
"Jiang Xiu, Jiang Xiu, you've become so promiscuous in just a few days!"
Chapter Twenty-Four
: Ling Zhao had been enjoying great success lately. First, he shone brightly in the vigorous anti-prostitution and anti-drug operation: with meticulous calculations and perfect control of the situation, he stepped forward at a crucial moment to rescue his imprisoned colleague, and with overwhelming force, he struck at the heart of the problem, completely eradicating the deeply entrenched organized crime in the provincial capital and city. He was riding high, receiving various commendations and praises. And that wasn't all; driven by his insatiable lust for power, he didn't hesitate to betray his policewoman mother, successfully climbing the unattainable branch of Tan Lei. After Liu Tianfu's downfall, he surprisingly stood out from numerous candidates, being promoted to bureau chief—a promotion as rapid as a rocket launch.
Ling Zhao was incredibly shrewd. He knew Tan Lei's willingness to speak on his behalf was far more than just offering a woman; he feared he would have to repay this favor many times over in the near future. The
most corrupting forces in the world were power and money.
Ling Zhao didn't care. Years of navigating society had ingrained his ability to read people and situations. Right now, his priority was securing his position as bureau chief and laying the groundwork for the future.
"Excellent tea! Truly the finest!"
After dismissing Aunt Yang, Ling Zhao stood up and calmly brewed a pot of West Lake Longjing tea. The rising steam released a delicate aroma.
The comfortable and spacious office environment, combined with the refreshing tea, was undeniably pleasant.
Leaning back in his leather rocking chair, Ling Zhao carefully considered Aunt Yang's words.
"Although Sister Yang is a bit of a gossip, she certainly wouldn't make things up out of thin air. So, it's highly likely that Jiang Xiu, that bitch, is doing something unspeakable in the office."
"Hmph! What a slutty whore!" Ling Zhao sneered. Well, there's no urgent work at hand right now, might as well see what this former goddess is up to.
Meanwhile, at the same time that Aunt Yang was tattling, under the clear blue sky, the office of the female detective captain, a symbol of justice and light, exuded an atmosphere of debauchery:
from the moment she received the package, her mother was on high alert: doing such shameful things in the office, if discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable. Every minute, every second seemed so long. Looking back on everything, it was filled with perversion and humiliation:
taking off her panties and stockings, writing lewd words on her inner thighs with a marker, inserting a vibrator into her overflowing, wet vagina, kneading her breasts through her police uniform.
Her wanton body sank and sank into a sea of desire, but unexpectedly, just as she was about to become completely unable to extricate herself, Aunt Yang appeared out of nowhere. In that instant, Mom felt as if the world was ending; her mind went blank, her heart pounded, and she desperately resisted and suppressed the surging waves of lust.
The distorted stimulation and pleasure brought by the intense pressure were unparalleled. Having finally managed to get rid of Aunt Yang, Mom could no longer suppress her most primal desires, letting her lust erupt like a volcano. The release of pleasure was like soaring to the heavens, oblivious to the myriad changes in the world.
After the climax, Mom was drenched in sweat, panting heavily. She closed her beautiful eyes, a weary smile on her face, immersed in the afterglow of her orgasm. As if she had used up all her strength, her delicate body leaned limply against the back of the chair, her legs trembling slightly involuntarily. Deep within her honeyed depths, glistening, lustful fluids continued to seep out, soaking the crotch of her flesh-colored stockings and slowly forming a puddle. This highlighted the prominent words "Slutty Clit" on the inside of her legs, creating an incredibly lewd scene!
Time seemed to freeze. The policewoman mother greedily savored the afterglow of her orgasm, her slightly heavy breathing reaching her ears, every pore of her body feeling incredibly pleasurable.
After a moment, she slowly regained her senses, several questions surfacing in her mind:
"Who is this person secretly controlling me? What is their ultimate goal?" The mother fell into deep thought.
"Judging from the tone of the message, the other party must be someone who has been training and manipulating me recently. Could it be Ling Zhao?
Tan Lei, or someone else?"
"Ling Zhao is already my boss. He raped me last time, so he could easily manipulate me again. There's no need for him to go to such lengths. Although Governor Tan is psychologically disturbed and might secretly manipulate things to satisfy his desires, he's in a high position and shouldn't have the leisure to play this kind of control game during such a busy time."
Thinking of this, Mom shuddered. Could it be her?
Yes, the image that flashed into Mom's mind was none other than Sister Hui!
Remembering this ruthless and delinquent girl, Mom felt a surge of fear: the girl's brutal and perverse methods of torture and discipline were still vivid in her mind, sending chills down her spine. And Mom's own descent into this state was all thanks to this girl: from a dignified and elegant police goddess, she had gradually fallen into the life of a promiscuous bitch, a slut sinking into the sea of lust.
"No, no, it can't be her. She's disappeared, she won't come back. The long arm of the law will catch her somewhere. The nightmare is over, it won't repeat itself."
"Besides, there were quite a few people who gang-raped me back then. Maybe a few escaped and are hiding in some dark corner, trying to blackmail and control me. I can use that against them, print their names, and then catch them all in one fell swoop."
Mom tried her best not to think about Sister Hui, constantly comforting herself and considering all sorts of other possibilities.
Even so, the horror and unease in her heart grew stronger. Sister Hui was like a dark cloud, always hanging over her heart and refusing to leave.
However, for some reason, no matter which angle she looked at it from, Mom would always end up thinking of Sister Hui: recalling those little things, a glimmer of fantasy, a glimmer of expectation, a glimmer of longing would well up in her heart, although this thought only flashed for a moment.
"No... absolutely not!" As if awakened from a nightmare, Mom suddenly returned to the cruel reality, the cold sweat on her back soaking her police uniform.
The sunlight was so bright, shining through the clean glass and onto the floor, but the scene that met her eyes was so jarring: milky white panties, black stockings, and leather shoes scattered haphazardly on the floor; the bra straps were already misaligned, and the clothes looked somewhat disheveled and tattered, with a lewd smell permeating the air.
"Sigh... I hope all this will pass soon." Mom sighed silently, bending down to clean up the mess.
"Ring ring... Ring ring!" The jarring telephone rang at an inopportune moment. "
Hello, this is Jiang Xiu, the captain of the criminal investigation team. May I ask who this is?" Mom had to pause her tidying, compose herself, and try to make her tone calm.
"Captain Jiang, this is Ling Zhao. Please come to my office to arrange some recent work."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
After hanging up, Mom's slightly calmed emotions began to stir with unease again: Wasn't the work schedule set up this morning? Could there be other arrangements? Besides, Ling Zhao's call came at such an inopportune time—was it just a coincidence?
But orders from superiors cannot be disobeyed, so Mom had no choice but to agree. However, she then struggled with the issue of what to wear:
"Should I put on my underwear?"
"If Ling Zhao is the one behind this, the consequences of not following his orders will be severe!"
"Even if Ling Zhao isn't involved, once it's discovered, he'll have new leverage over me, and life won't be easy!"
"Ring ring... ring ring..." The shrill phone rang again.
"Hello, this is..."
"Captain Jiang, what's going on? I've been waiting for you for so long without any response." Ling Zhao's tone seemed somewhat impatient.
"I'm sorry... I wasn't feeling well just now, but I'm fine now... I'll be right there."
After hanging up the phone again, Mom looked at the scattered clothes, gritted her teeth, and carefully put away her underwear and black stockings, locking them in the drawer.
"It should be fine. Maybe he just wants to discuss work matters. After all, this is the police station, and Ling Zhao has just been promoted to chief. He shouldn't do anything excessive."
Mom reassured herself, hastily smoothing her disheveled hair, tidying her clothes, putting on her shoes, and trying to appear calm as she walked towards the chief's office, completely forgetting the vibrating egg inside her.
"Chief Ling, this is Jiang Xiu. Is it alright to open the door?" Mom knocked gently.
"Come in, Sister Xiu. The door isn't locked." A hint of authority lingered in the gentle voice.
Mom pushed open the door and saw Ling Zhao writing some documents, his demeanor already showing signs of leadership.
The more composed Ling Zhao was, the more uneasy Mom felt. The atmosphere was extremely quiet, broken only by the crisp sound of his shoes tapping on the floor.
"Sister Xiu, what's the rush? Please sit down." Ling Zhao put down the documents in his hand and gestured for Mom to sit opposite him.
"No…nothing."

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