Lords of the Fallen 10 (End)

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The Fallen King (Episode 10

Table of Contents

: Chapter 1 ◆ A Lewd and Helpless Past; 　Chapter 2 ◆
A Seventeen or Eighteen-Year-Old Lamb; 　Chapter 3 ◆ Catching a Adulterer; Chapter 4 ◆ The World's Number One Fierce Thing ; 　Chapter 5 ◆ 　Torture and Rape; 　Chapter 6 ◆ Mother-Daughter Torture; 　Chapter 7 ◆ Losing Virginity; 　Chapter 8 ◆ Torture and Interrogation; Chapter 9 ◆ A Stunning Reversal; 　Chapter 10 ◆ The Fallen King; Chapter 11 ◆ Absolute Power Leads to Absolute Obscenity) "I was good-looking, simple-minded, and didn't have much education, so when I was young, I was half-forced and half-tricked into bed. My parents were very strict, and after they found out about this, they beat me all night long, breaking bamboo sticks and rulers into more than a dozen pieces. I lay in bed for more than a month before I recovered. Then, my father said that a woman should be faithful to one man, and forced me to marry that rogue." "I didn't really feel happy or unhappy. It was just that later, when that thug got into a fight, he injured his lower body and could no longer have sex. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. But the regret was that I never had children and had no one to rely on. Moreover, my impotent thug husband became more and more violent and perverted. Since he couldn't have sex with me, he would desperately abuse me in other ways, abusing me every day until I was covered in bruises. Those days were like living in darkness. I had no idea when I would die, until my brother-in-law appeared." The brother-in-law she was referring to was Zhang Yun's father. "My sister went to university, so she got married late. I remember clearly when my brother-in-law came to our house; he was very upright and refined, a world apart from my rogue husband. Moreover, he came from a good family and was well-mannered. At that time, given our family's circumstances, my sister marrying him was considered a step up. But my sister was very strong-willed, and my brother-in-law loved her madly, never daring to disobey her in the slightest. Later, he even became severely henpecked, always meek and submissive, never daring to say a word against her. My sister, on the other hand, thought he was weak, but in my eyes, this weakness was simply too cute, too gentle; I was captivated." “I didn’t seduce my brother-in-law, but I couldn’t help expressing my feelings. I never actually cheated on him, not even with any physical contact. Until one day, my brother-in-law ran to me and cried like a child. There were rumors that my sister and her young boss were having an affair, and it seemed like my brother-in-law had found some evidence. I can’t forget how a man could cry so sadly and pitifully. So that day, we slept together. That day, Yunyun was four years old.” “Shameless! Shameless! What nonsense are you spouting? You seduced my husband and secretly stole Yunyun’s love, making her love you more than her own mother. Now you’re accusing me of having an affair…” Zhang Yun’s mother said angrily, her face ashen. “My brother-in-law and I had been secretly seeing each other, and we were truly happy, even though we were always sneaking around and living in constant fear. Until one day, my cruel husband finally found out. My brother-in-law knelt down and begged him to let me go and divorce me. My scoundrel husband was furious and began to brutally beat my brother-in-law and me. He even took out scissors to cut off my clitoris and tried to insert a red-hot iron rod into my vagina to seal it up. My brother-in-law stepped forward to stop him, and in the struggle, the scissors pierced my husband's stomach. He wouldn't have died immediately, but neither of us wanted to save him, so we just huddled together and watched him bleed to death.” "At that moment, my sister ran to my house and saw everything. The thug was already dead. I don't know if she had arrived earlier or just now, but she remained very quiet. She used her connections and professional skills to make it appear that the thug's death was due to a fight with another gang, thus absolving my brother-in-law and me of legal responsibility. She didn't scold us, but I could see she was extremely angry and hateful. The less she showed her anger, the more afraid we became, terrified to the core. From then on, my brother-in-law and I were even more afraid of my sister because she had leverage over us, and my brother-in-law never dared to come to me again. "But I couldn't help it. I felt like I was on fire, like I would burn to death if I didn't see my brother-in-law. I desperately went to find him, desperately pinned him to the bed, and desperately raped him. My brother-in-law was a gentle and mild-mannered man, and he could only submit each time. Then, I became pregnant. I quickly hid and gave birth to the child. The child looked a lot like Yunyun, a very handsome boy. For a boy to look just like Yunyun, you can imagine how handsome he was." "I was hiding in my house in the countryside, secretly raising my child, intending to live there until she grew up. One day, I didn't have enough breast milk, so I went out to buy a pig's trotter, planning to come back soon. I left the baby on the bed, but when I returned, I was horrified to find my sister in my room, holding the baby in her arms. I immediately knelt down and begged her to let my child and me go. I promised I would never see my brother-in-law again. I also told her that Yunyun wasn't my brother-in-law's biological daughter, so my baby was his only child, and I hoped she could have mercy on me." "My sister ignored me; she just kept holding the baby. I kept kneeling, crying, and begging. Finally, she sighed, reached out and touched the baby's bottom, then put him on the bed. I quickly thanked her profusely. When I went to hold the baby, I found his entire beautiful little face had turned blue and purple, his eyes were closed, and he wouldn't cry, laugh, or breathe... Ah!" Without saying a word, Aunt Zhang began to scream desperately, a blood-curdling scream, as if trying to unleash all her fear and hatred. I strained my eyes, trying hard not to let my tears fall. I could almost feel the baby's smile, his big, dark eyes. 　I went forward and held Aunt Zhang in my arms. "Why didn't you save the baby? Why didn't you save the baby?" Aunt Zhang cried desperately, relentlessly questioning me, then bit my arm hard. I endured the pain and gently stroked her hair. Then, I turned coldly to Zhang Yun's mother, that dignified and intelligent woman. 　"Get up," I said to her. She didn't know what I was going to do, but hearing my cold tone, she nervously stood up. "Fuck!" I roared, aiming a kick at the woman's stomach. The kick sent her flying. The woman let out a scream, blood flowing from her mouth, clutching her stomach and convulsing. I grabbed a stick and slammed it down on the sexy, mature body on the ground. "Ah!" Zhang Yun's mother screamed, desperately trying to dodge. "You beast, you heartless woman! I've killed countless people, but at least I killed bad guys. I haven't touched a single good person. I fucking hit a pregnant woman, even though it was a setup by the devil, she wasn't really pregnant. But I fucking hit a pregnant woman once, and it's become my nightmare. I'll owe pregnant mothers my whole life, I'll owe unborn babies my whole life. If I could, I'd trade my life for a baby's life, I'd do it, I fucking do it! If there were a chance, if only one of us could live, I would let the baby live, I would die. If you don't believe me, let God give me a chance, I'll prove it to you, I'll prove it to you. You woman, how dare you lay a hand on a baby, I'll fuck you, I'll fuck you..." I desperately lashed out at the woman beneath me with the stick, not caring where the blows would land, whether they would kill her or not, I felt no pity whatsoever. 　The woman screamed and cried desperately.

"I don't know, I really don't know. I was just holding him, I was just letting his face press against my chest, holding him tight, like I was trying to nurse him, I don't know, I really don't know..."

I was exhausted from hitting him; the woman on the ground was covered in bruises.

I put down the stick, desperately trying to calm myself down.

Just now, I had forgotten the purpose of asking those questions.

"So, did Zhang Yun see all of this? So you asked her: Zhang Yun, what exactly did you see?" I asked.

The woman on the ground trembled with pain, curled up, and cried, "Yes, I don't know either. Zhang Yun's school went on a field trip that day, and it happened to be to that village. She must have seen it, but she didn't

say anything. She just secretly followed me and saw everything." "Why would she secretly follow you? She could have just rushed up to you and acted cute. She's just a seven or eight-year-old girl." I continued, "And there was this sentence: 'Zhang Yun, you're peeping again?' Did you say that to her? What exactly was she peeping at?"

Zhang Yun's mother cried and refused to speak. I struck her several times with the stick, and she burst into heart-wrenching sobs again.

"She was peeping at me having an affair with my boss. She's been peeping at me several times." After saying this, Zhang Yun's mother wailed.

"And Zhang Yun isn't my daughter at all." Suddenly, Zhang Yun's father said from the side, his voice very calm.

"The person I love most betrayed me. The child she gave birth to isn't my daughter at all, and she killed my only son. I want revenge, I must get revenge! But I love her, and I'm also afraid of her. So I'm going to take my revenge on Zhang Yun. She's someone else's bastard, and she's been arrogant and haughty since she was little, just like her biological father. Even at home, she looks up at the ceiling and looks down on everyone.

"At school, Zhang Yun also learned her mother's ways: good manners, good grades, everything has to be perfect, she has to be admired and looked up to by everyone, she's cold and arrogant. At that time, she was only eight or nine years old. So I'm trying every means to get revenge on her; she has almost everything I hate." "I learned to molest her, spy on her, and threaten and intimidate her..."

Zhang Yun's father's words stunned me.

Zhang Yun was actually arrogant and domineering. But the Zhang Yun I remembered was kind, sunny, pure, and lively, without a trace of arrogance.

"Who knew that after she witnessed that terrible scene, she completely changed. She still had good manners, pursued good grades, wanted to do everything perfectly, and was polite to everyone—all traits she had in common with her mother. But the arrogance, cunning, and cold-bloodedness she inherited from that man were completely gone, replaced by liveliness, youthfulness, a love of laughter, kindness, and a friendly and approachable demeanor, as pure as a blank sheet of paper. It was as if she had become her aunt, half of her personality exactly like her aunt's, and the other half exactly like her mother's."

His gaze towards Zhang Yun returned to one of tenderness as he said, "From then on, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I couldn't bear it." I treated her like my own daughter, as if the body of that stillborn baby had possessed Zhang Yun. I began to desperately love and care for her, and because of this, our broken family gradually regained warmth and happiness because of my daughter's laughter. Until that bastard man came back again, and Zhang Yun was about to get married, which shattered the balance and warmth of the family once more. My beloved woman went to sleep with another man again..."

When he said these words, there seemed to be no hatred in Zhang Yun's father's words, only a deep sorrow and despair.

"I was forced! I was forced! At first, I was raped. After raping me, he threatened me with his future and seduced me." "I still love you, but I truly love my position, my power..."

Now I finally understand that before the age of eight, Zhang Yun completely inherited the personalities and traits of her biological father and mother. However, she didn't know that her biological father was that bastard boss; she had only spied on her mother and boss having an affair a few times, so she felt some resentment towards her mother.

Ironically, her aunt was so gentle, kind, innocent, and adorable, and her love for her was meticulous. Therefore, Zhang Yun preferred her aunt to be her mother.

It was on that day that she witnessed her biological mother punishing her aunt's biological son, who could also be considered her younger brother, to death, and she also heard her aunt say that she wasn't her father's biological daughter. Growing up with a vague understanding, she naturally guessed who her biological father was, and thus began to hate her biological father, and even her mother, and even... She herself.

Her immature mind couldn't bear so much, and the first tear began.

She couldn't bear such horror, so she could only escape, never touching it again. She wanted to erase this memory from her mind.

However, her own thoughts carried the deep imprint of her biological parents. So, instinctively, she pushed all of that aside, instinctively finding something new to replace it.

She immediately thought of her aunt, her dearest aunt.

So, she began to make herself pure, kind, friendly, and sunny, doing so consistently until she even believed herself to be kind and innocent.

It turned out that Zhang Yun's mind had undergone a thorough cleansing and replacement when she was so young.

Now, perhaps, she was about to face another cleansing and replacement.

Her cleansed mind was incredibly fragile, so whenever she spoke the two deepest sentences in her heart…

“Zhang Yun, are you peeking again?”

“Zhang Yun, what did you see?” "

She would fall into complete confusion and madness, unable to find herself.

And now, she has entered that state.

She sat in the chair, her gaze unfocused and scattered. There was no sadness, no joy, only bewilderment and helplessness.

She desperately wanted to find something to lean on, to let her thoughts sink into it, to rest properly.

Facing Zhang Yun like this, even though this was also my purpose, I felt extremely sorry for her.

Everything was caused by that bastard man, including the death of that baby.

"Who is that man?" I asked.

"The current mayor of Jiangzhou City, Zhan Pingliang!" Zhang Yun's father said.

I glanced at Zhang Yun, then at the woman on the ground, helped her up, and tied her to the chair.

"I will avenge you." "I said, then picked out a few things from the secret room and put them in my backpack. I drove off, heading to Jiangzhou.

I was there to avenge Zhang Yun's parents, or rather, not exactly.

Because last time, following the instructions of the demon monitor, I found the place where my adoptive parents and others were being held—a mysterious manor in a valley.

After I returned, I immediately interrogated Zhan Chengyi and Zhan Beiman, even resorting to terrible torture and feeding them hallucinogenic drugs, but I couldn't get any answers.

They had no idea about that secret manor ." The existence of this fact is quite poignant.

Zhan Chengyi even told me with great resentment that although he was nominally the eldest grandson of the Zhan family and the future heir to the family head, he didn't actually have the blood of the Zhan family flowing through his veins. Even though he appeared glamorous and enjoyed the limelight, both the Zhan family patriarch and Zhan Guolian considered him an outsider, and many secrets were never told to him.

As for Zhan Xiaoman and Su Huaijin, Su Huaijin didn't have the surname Zhan, and Zhan Xiaoman was a daughter, so they had even less right to know the family's most core secrets.

Pressed until the very end, Zhan Chengyi even said to me with envy, "Most of the time, I'm incredibly jealous of you. You have the pure blood of the Zhan family flowing through your veins. No matter how lowly you were in the past, as long as the family needs you, you can transform into the noblest person. As for me, no matter how hard I try, it's difficult to cross that final threshold, after all, I'm not my father's biological son. So, whenever I can, I'll call you lowly; that makes me feel a little better."

To save my adoptive parents and the others, I had to fight a final battle against the Zhan family.

I don't fight unprepared battles, but that mysterious manor was far too enigmatic. I knew nothing about it, and it even involved an equally mysterious and terrifying murder club.

For this final crucial battle, I had to know my enemy inside and out.

But I couldn't get any information about that mysterious manor from Zhan Chengyi.

At this moment, when I heard Zhang Yun's parents mention Zhan Pingliang in their story, a thought suddenly struck me.

The information I couldn't get from Zhan Chengyi might be able to be obtained from Zhan Pingliang.

I checked the records and confirmed it with Zhan Chengyi and others: Zhan Pingliang is actually my uncle, a member of the Zhan family. This world is truly small; Zhang Yun's biological father is my uncle.

Zhan Pingliang is Zhan Guolian's younger brother and one of the two pillars of the second generation of the Zhan family. At only forty years old, Zhan Pingliang has already reached this high-ranking official position, naturally making him one of the most core figures in the Zhan family. Therefore, while Zhan Chengyi might not know the Zhan family's secrets, Zhan Pingliang likely does. Thus, another name has been added to my kidnapping list. Incidentally, I'll also avenge Zhang Yun and the others.

Jiangzhou City is economically developed and a highly modern metropolis, so not all high-ranking officials live in large compounds. Zhan Pingliang lives in a beautiful and conveniently located villa area, specifically the best and largest villa there. Anyway, the Zhan family has plenty of money.

I didn't drive my own BMW M6; instead, I changed the license plate on a Bentley that Zhan Chengyi had parked at one of his properties. There was no need to worry about traffic police stopping me; generally, with a car of this caliber, the police wouldn't be so oblivious.

Zhan Pingliang certainly knew how to enjoy life; this villa area was several levels above Chu Chu's. The cheapest house here wouldn't cost less than tens of millions. The security system at the villa entrance was comprehensive, with several security guards patrolling.

I didn't stop at all; the Bentley didn't even slow down, speeding straight through the gate. The two guards at the gate didn't stop me; instead, they snapped to attention and saluted. Of course, if I had been driving a car worth less than two hundred thousand US dollars, the guards might have stopped me for questioning.

Zhan Pingliang's villa was very easy to find. Forgive me, being from the countryside, but I couldn't find the doorbell even after looking for a long time.

So, I just kept honking the horn.

Two servants immediately stepped forward, polite yet stern, saying, "No parking or making noise here."

Having finished my makeup and dressing, I got out of the car and said, "I need to speak with the master of this house."

One of the servants glanced at me, then at my Bentley, and said, "I'll go in and report. You wait here."

A moment later, the man came out and said, "You may go in."

The living room of Zhan Pingliang's house looked simple, but from my limited knowledge of luxury goods, I could roughly estimate that the coffee table next to it cost around six figures.

"What is it?" Zhan Pingliang wasn't home; the lady of the house was asking.

When Zhan Pingliang got married, the Zhan family was in a low period, so his wife's family wasn't particularly prominent. Her name was Zhu Luo, born into a merchant family.

She was undeniably alluring, and at thirty-nine years old, she was at the most mature, beautiful, and deceptive age for a woman.

The most deceptive aspect is that this woman could easily use Botox and exorbitantly priced skincare and cosmetics to make her face and figure appear exceptionally young and radiant.

However, her true nature can only be determined through closer contact.

For example, one might need to pinch her breasts to check their firmness; don't expect them to be firm, as mature women's breasts are mostly soft. One might need to pinch her buttocks to check their smoothness and tenderness. One might need to insert a penis into her vagina to check its wetness and tightness.

At first glance, the woman before me is undeniably mature and alluring.

Her form-fitting cheongsam accentuates her mature, curvaceous figure. The slits on the sides reveal her smooth, white legs. The striking curves of her chest don't appear to be the illusion of a bra. Her beautiful, delicate face is also fair and smooth.

However, this woman is certainly not suitable to be the wife of a wealthy and powerful family; that requires a queen-like, dignified face.

However, she wasn't suited to be a mistress kept in a wealthy family, because her small mouth, delicate face, and petite nose gave her a refined, demure air.

Yet, she wasn't suited to be a virtuous wife and mother in a modest household either. Despite her refined features, her pointed chin, delicate oval face, and especially her large, watery eyes, exuded a seductive, vixen-like quality.

Thus, she was indeed a contradictory woman.

As a wealthy wife, she lacked the grandeur expected of a powerful woman. As a mistress, she possessed enough beauty, but wasn't promiscuous or seductive enough. As a middle-class wife, she seemed too submissive.

However, after years of being kept in a wealthy household, she had developed the appearance and demeanor of a noblewoman.

"I brought several paintings and calligraphies for Mayor Zhan to appraise. There's some by Bada Shanren, some cursive script by Zhang Xu, and some by Wang Tingjian. I'm a rough man and don't know that many. I heard Mayor Zhan is a renowned artist." Of course, I was just mentioning casually, only mentioning the most famous ones.

I did bring quite a few paintings and calligraphies, all from Zhan Chengyi's private collection. Among them, Emperor Huizong of Song's "Sketch of Rare Birds" was the most valuable.

The Zhan family patriarch loved Emperor Huizong's paintings. Zhan Chengyi had gone to great lengths to acquire this rare masterpiece for tens of millions, intending to present it to the patriarch to win his favor.

Zhan Chengyi wanted to please the patriarch, and Zhan Pingliang naturally wanted to as well, so he was sure Zhan Pingliang would be interested in this painting. Zhan Pingliang often collected various paintings and calligraphies to send to the patriarch.

Zhu Luo naturally knew about her husband's affair, which is why I was able to sit down at the mayor's house without being asked to leave.

However, the mayor's wife clearly had no intention of chatting with me, instead picking up a book and flipping through it.

It was a novel by Eileen Chang, a book that could be considered popular with both refined and common tastes. I wondered if the mayor's wife's fondness for wearing cheongsams was influenced by Eileen Chang's novels set in the Republican era.

Of course, when I came in, the mayor's wife had just turned off the remote control, and what seemed to be a Korean drama called "Full House" was playing on the television. This showed that despite her high status, the mayor's wife's taste in entertainment was consistent with that of most women.

So, I just sat there waiting for Zhan Pingliang to come home.

Half an hour passed, when suddenly I heard footsteps on the stairs, followed by a girl's sweet voice: "Mom, who is that?"

I turned around and saw a girl of about seventeen or eighteen standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor. She

was wearing a tank top, a miniskirt, and comfortable, pretty sandals.

This must be the mayor's daughter, my cousin.

She inherited her mother's large, dark eyes, but unlike her mother's, her eyes didn't have a foxy, alluring quality. Instead, they possessed the air of a noblewoman and an air of commanding authority.

Her delicate nose was slightly upturned, as were her small, red, and moist lips.

Another incredibly arrogant girl, haughty and disdainful of everyone.

I find girls like this repulsive at first glance. But at least she's pretty, fair-skinned, and delicate.

Her small breasts are full, and her little bottom is round.

She's like a tender little lamb, making one want to devour her whole.

"You're looking for your father," Zhu Luo said softly.

The little girl frowned and said, "Tell him to leave. My classmates from England are coming over to play later."

I frowned even more. This little girl's tone was really sharp; she didn't seem to have the upbringing of someone from a wealthy family.

The little girl didn't even look at me, saying, "My classmates are all from British aristocrats. I don't want people like this in the house when they come."

It was as if the little girl's status in the family was higher than her mother's. Speaking to her mother in such an attitude, Zhu Luo's face was slightly embarrassed, but she still had to be careful and say, "He has something important to discuss with your father."

The girl glared at her mother, then went downstairs without another word, picked up the intercom, and said, "Two of you come in and ask this person out."

After saying that, she turned and walked upstairs, letting me see her red underwear and most of her round, white buttocks.

"Damn it! I've never seen such an annoying little wench before." I was furious.

Unexpectedly, the girl suddenly turned around halfway up the stairs and said, "Mom, weren't you going to the Li family to play mahjong? That woman has been trying to curry favor with you for a long time. Although she comes from a humble family, at least her husband is the president of the Bank of Communications, an important department."

After hearing this, Zhu Luo's face became even more embarrassed. But she could only get up and say to me, "You go back first."

Then, she turned around to get her wallet, change her clothes, and prepare to go to the Li family to play mahjong.

It seems this woman isn't having an easy time.

Then, two young men entered and directly asked me to leave.

I stood up, looking up at the building and thinking, "You little slut, if I don't ravage you like a stray dog, I'm not a Chu."

However, it seems I'm not Chu, I'm Zhan.

"Little bitch, whether I'm Chu or not, if I don't rape you until you piss and bleed, until your cunt is swollen and your anus is torn, I'm not human."

However, it seems I'm not exactly human either…

"New mission: Find Zhu Luo's car." The demon monitor activated.

I easily found Zhu Luo's car, a Spyker sports car. Looks like she's really not going to keep a low profile, casually driving a million-dollar car.

I crawled under the car, made a few minor damages, and quickly left.

I didn't go far, but drove my Bentley and kept an eye on it from a distance. Sure enough, not long after, the Spyker sports car drove out of the villa complex gate.

I followed at a distance, silently calculating the time and when the car would likely break down.

The car started slowly, but gradually, the woman inside became increasingly frantic, accelerating faster and faster.

Finally, on a main city road, it was reaching speeds of over 100 kilometers per hour.

It seemed Zhu Luo was truly under immense pressure at home, and given the chance, she couldn't help but unleash her pent-up emotions.

However, at this high speed, the damage I had done to the Spyker sports car was about to show.

Sure enough, soon after, the car's trajectory became erratic, and its direction became increasingly difficult to control. After a few strange screams, the car, as if drunk, wobbled wildly along the road, causing significant traffic chaos and nearly colliding with several other vehicles, accompanied by screams from the roadside.

Finally, the car broke down and came to a stop on the roadside green belt. By this time, dozens of cars were already parked haphazardly around them. Startled drivers got out, shouting and questioning, some even rushing forward to forcibly open the Spyker sports car, trying to drag Zhu Luo out. Some even took out cameras, ready to photograph her.

Spyker sports cars are rare, not mainstream luxury cars, and most people don't recognize them, even mistaking them for generic models.

Therefore, these angry drivers didn't think the person inside would be particularly difficult.

From a distance, I saw Zhu Luo desperately covering her face inside the Spyker, fearing being seen and photographed.

If photos were taken and exposed online, and she was recognized as the mayor's wife, the consequences for Zhu Luo would be extremely serious.

The mayor's wife driving a multi-million dollar sports car recklessly on a major city road; once this news went online, it would be extremely detrimental to Jiangzhou Mayor Zhan Pingliang. Zhu Luo was already a neglected wife; after this incident, her future life would undoubtedly be very miserable. Her status at home was already very low.

So, her panic and fear at that moment were understandable.

I drove the Bentley directly into the crowd, shouting, "Make way! Make way! What's so interesting?"

The Bentley is a popular luxury car, and a very expensive one at that. Most of the drivers recognized it, so they all assumed I was someone to be trifled with.

The crowd surrounding the Spyker quickly made way, but many more people pulled out their phones to take pictures of me and my Bentley; you can imagine how viral it would be online in minutes.

However, I didn't care.

The moment I opened the car door, I heard Zhu Luo scream from inside.

"It's me," I said quickly, then took off my shirt and covered Zhu Luo's face, pulling her out of the car.

Immediately, everyone rushed forward, trying to see Zhu Luo's face, with countless phones and cameras snapping photos. One man even rushed forward, reaching out to pull off the shirt covering Zhu Luo's face. His expression was frantic, his eyes bloodshot, his face contorted in a grotesque grimace.

I had no idea why he was so excited.

I aimed for his groin and kicked him hard.

"Crunch!" The man screamed in agony, clutching his crotch and writhing on the ground, howling in pain.

"You like looking at women that much? You like taking pictures of female celebrities that much? Go home and take pictures of your mother's cunt!" I deliberately referred to Zhu Luo as a female celebrity, misleading the gossipy and resentful crowd.

Everyone was stunned. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I grabbed Zhu Luo and quickly jumped into my Bentley, started the car, and sped away.

After driving for more than ten kilometers, Zhu Luo finally removed the shirt covering her face.

She was terrified, her face pale, clutching her chest with lingering fear, anxiously looking out the car window, terrified of being recognized.

After confirming she was safe, she let out a long sigh of relief, then closed her eyes, feeling the lingering fear.

A long time later, the woman, Zhu Luo, said softly, "Thank you so much for earlier."

Then, she took out her phone, dialed a number, and said, "Go and deal with that Spyker sports car on Shenghua Road. Don't drive it back to my house. I don't want that car anymore; find someone to sell it."

What a show of force! A sports car worth tens of millions, just like that, giving up on it.

"Tell me, what do you want with my husband? I owe you a favor; I can put in a good word for you," the woman said.

However, perhaps she was lying; her influence over her husband was probably very limited.

"It's useless talking to you," I said indifferently.

Zhu Luo was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't believe my tone and needed to confirm my cold and disdainful manner.

Although she had a low status at home, outside she was, after all, the mayor's wife, and everyone had to fawn over her. Who would dare speak to her in such a tone?

Then, as if she had been set on fire, she turned around abruptly and stared at me coldly, saying, "What do you mean by this? Don't think you're helping me out, don't think my daughter is disrespectful to me, don't think you can talk to me like this just because you have some money. You should know that one phone call from me can bankrupt you and send you to hell.

"There are very few people I can't afford to offend, and I remember each and every one of them clearly, their faces clearly; those I can afford to offend but don't need to offend, I also remember clearly. As for people like you, I can crush you with a single finger. Tell me, are you a coal miner or a real estate speculator?" "Your background is definitely not clean; I could easily ruin your family." Zhu Luo narrowed her eyes and said coldly and angrily.

"I only said one disrespectful word, and you want to ruin my family?" I asked.

"That's your own fault," Zhu Luo said.

"What if I touch your breasts like this?" I said with a smile.

After saying that, I grabbed her high, full breasts.

They were soft and full; they were definitely real.

Zhu Luo was completely stunned, staring at me in disbelief, and even lost all reaction for a moment.

I then snatched her purse, took out her phone, and turned it off.

Then, I touched her alluring inner thigh and said, "What if I touch your genitals? What do you want me to do then?" Zhu

Luo's face paled instantly, then her body shrank back, speechless with shock.

She hadn't anticipated this situation; countless options were probably flashing through her mind.

In the end, she chose the most direct and idiotic one.

Looking at me coldly, she spoke in a superior tone: "You're dead, absolutely dead. No matter where you go, even if you escape abroad, you're dead."

"Is that so?" I grabbed her breast tightly and ripped it open.

The expensive cheongsam was instantly torn from the chest, revealing a silk bra and most of her snow-white, round breast.

I ripped off the bra, revealing her large, round breast, still firm and soft to the touch, incredibly alluring.

Her nipples had clearly undergone extensive maintenance, as their color was still very vibrant, though no longer pink, but purplish-red.

I pinched her nipple hard and sneered: "What's the use of such good maintenance? Zhan Pingliang doesn't even touch them." "Are you cheating on

me?" I asked.

Zhu Luo, seeing that her threats had no effect, was at a loss for words.

I suddenly pinched her nipple hard, and she cried out in pain.

"I'm asking you, are you cheating on me?" I asked coldly, then forcefully pulled her nipple outwards.

"Stop! It hurts, it hurts..." Zhu Luo cried out in pain at first, then quickly lowered her voice, fearing that people outside would hear.

"I'm asking you, are you cheating on me or not?" I asked again.

I increased the force in my hand, pulling her breast out of shape, pinching her nipple hard, and then twisting it in the opposite direction.

Instantly, Zhu Luo trembled all over in pain, tears streaming down her face, shaking her head forcefully, saying, "I didn't cheat on you, I didn't cheat on you."

"Snap!" I released my grip, and Zhu Luo's breast bounced back, its elasticity was quite good.

"You should have said so earlier. Why suffer like this?" "I sneered.

While doing all this, I was driving, and the speed kept increasing.

However, I was driving towards the suburbs, so there weren't many cars on the road, and not many traffic police either.

But the speed kept increasing, and it had already exceeded 150 kilometers per hour.

"What did you just say? You said I was disrespectful to you, that you wanted to ruin my family, didn't you?" I picked another fight, and then my right hand went straight under the hem of her cheongsam.

The cheongsam was tight, but her legs were slippery.

She pressed the cheongsam down hard, desperately trying to close her legs and prevent my hand from going in.

But how could a woman's strength be greater than my strength as a man, especially since I had no tenderness or pity for her.

"You'll regret it, you really will regret it." "Even at this moment, the woman kept babbling on and on about this.

I forcefully burrowed into the inside of her thighs, but the cheongsam was too tight, and her thighs and buttocks were too full, so the cheongsam was too tight for me to fit through.

I tore it open, and the slit in the cheongsam immediately went all the way to her waist.

Then, I easily slipped my hand into her crotch, stroking her vulva through her panties, her plump vulva.

"Your husband doesn't use this place anyway, so why not give it to me? Tell me, how long has it been since your husband last used your cunt?" I asked.

She gritted her teeth and desperately closed her thighs.

My hand, like a snake, slithered into her panties and immediately touched her hairy vulva.

I used my fingers to distinguish where the labia majora were, where the labia minora were, where the vulva was, where the urethra was, and where the vagina was.

Soon, amidst the woman's trembling and crying, her entire vulva was soaking wet.

This woman was ripe, and her vulva was like a ripe peach at its peak.

Thirty is like a wolf." Forty is like a tiger; this kind of cunt, at the slightest touch, is soaking wet. Her

clitoris, no bigger than a little finger, erects effortlessly.

Amidst the woman's whimpers, I forced two fingers into her hot, muddy vagina, then thrust in and out, pulling and squeezing forcefully.

My thumb also pressed against her clitoris, rubbing it hard.

Soon, the woman's genitals seemed to have opened a well, gushing forth a torrent of vaginal fluid, soaking not only my entire hand, but also her cheongsam and the car seat.

"Damn, for a horny, resentful woman like you, this kind of ravaging is a real treat," I cursed, withdrawing my fingers from her genitals and pressing two fingers against her clitoris, squeezing hard.

"Ah!" Whether it was pleasure or pain, Zhu Luo cried out, her whole body stiffening abruptly.

"Tell me, how long has it been since that bastard Zhan Pingliang fucked you? Or how long has it been since he touched your cunt? Tell me!" "I asked.

The woman bit her lip tightly and cursed, "You beast, you're a beast..."

"Say it!" I squeezed her clitoris hard with all my might.

"Ah!" She screamed in agony, crying, "It hurts, it hurts... It's been years, years, I can't remember, I can't remember..."

"Then how do you usually satisfy yourself?" I asked.

The woman gritted her teeth and didn't answer. I squeezed her clitoris hard again. The woman screamed even more miserably. I almost flattened her clitoris, even though it was still so big.

"Masturbation, masturbation..." After saying that, Zhu Luo burst into tears.

"Do you watch porn?" I asked.

"Yes, yes, I watch everything..." This time, without me squeezing her clitoris, the woman answered directly.

I released the woman's clitoris and began to gently massage it.

Then, I released both hands from the steering wheel. My free left hand unzipped my pants and pulled out my already erect penis. Next, my right hand withdrew from her vagina, covered in her vaginal fluid, dripping wet.

The woman was shocked by the length and girth of my penis; this was always my proudest moment.

I pressed my wet right hand against the back of her head, ignoring her expensively styled hair, and forcefully pressed her face against my penis, saying, "Since you've watched porn, you should learn how to give oral sex. If you're bored driving, give me oral sex!"

The woman resisted desperately, struggling and keeping her mouth tightly shut.

I first stopped the car, then took out a high-voltage stun gun, bent into a V-shape.

"This is a high-voltage stun gun, about as thick as my penis. And this high-end stun gun, in its quiet state, is a wildly twisting vibrator; in its berserk state, it releases tens of thousands of volts of high-voltage current. I'll insert one end of this V-shaped stun gun into your vagina and the other end into your anus. I've set the timer for ten minutes; you have to give me oral sex until I orgasm and ejaculate. If you can't make me ejaculate, then after ten minutes, this high-voltage stun gun will enter berserk mode, suddenly releasing tens of thousands of volts of high-voltage electricity, at which point your entire vagina and anus will be burned to a crisp." With that, I forcefully grabbed Zhu Luo, lifted the hem of her cheongsam, and tore off her panties.

Mature women's butts are all fucking huge!

Such snow-white butts, truly like plump peaches, round and large, plump and tender, extremely tempting. I couldn't hold back any longer. I pressed down hard on the woman's waist and hips, lifted my huge cock, forcefully spread her fat buttocks, aimed at her deep red vagina, and thrust it in hard.

The woman's entire upper body was pressed against the chair, struggling and screaming desperately, but her body seemed to have no strength at all, and she couldn't struggle at all.

When my thick cock was fully inserted into her vagina, she let out a long, miserable scream and suddenly stretched out her hands to slap the car window.

I pressed down on her fat white buttocks and forcefully thrust into her vagina.

"So good, so fucking good!" I slapped her huge fat buttocks hard while fucking her vagina.

Then, with my right index finger, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, I pressed it against her anus.

Suddenly, my right middle finger, with lightning speed, thrust into her anus.

"Ah!" The woman screamed suddenly, her body surging upwards like a powerful lioness, her massive buttocks thrusting upwards.

My enormous penis plunged into her cervix, and she cried out in pain again.

Then, her entire vagina contracted spasmodically.

"Fuck, so good, so incredibly good!" "I inserted my index finger into her anus again.

Thanks to the so-called high society life, the woman had washed her anus and anus spotlessly clean, and even applied perfume.

When I inserted three fingers into her anus, her two huge buttocks had already split open to their maximum angle, instantly stretching her plump buttocks to a shocking degree.

I suddenly pulled out my penis, aimed at her still-open anus, and thrust it in.

"Ah, ah, ah..." A long series of gasps escaped, the woman's huge buttocks seemed to be torn apart, turning a pale blue-white.

"Fuck, three flat ones are not as good as one round one, a dry anus is ten times more pleasurable than a dry vagina, especially for mature women like you." "As I spoke, I thrust into her anus with all my might.

It was so tight, so hot.

My penis felt like it was about to be snapped off; I could barely move. But if I didn't move, it would be snapped off alive, so I had to keep pulling and thrusting.

Luckily, I didn't have a long foreskin, otherwise it would have torn by now.

'So good, so good, it's fucking so good, I can't fuck anymore, I'm going to cum if I fuck any more...' I used all my willpower to pull my penis out.

Then I took out the V-shaped stun gun and shoved it into the woman's vagina and anus.

I pressed the button, and the whole stun gun started to vibrate and twist wildly.

'Ah!'" The woman screamed again; the vibrations and twists of the stun gun were so intense that her entire massive buttocks trembled.

I forcefully lifted her upright, and instantly, the stun gun was almost completely inserted into her vagina and anus.

I saw her eyes roll back, her mouth open, and even drool dripping from the corners of her mouth.

For a woman who had lived a life of widowhood for over a decade without daring to cheat, this sexual stimulation was far too intense.

I pressed her head down and shoved my large, semen-covered penis directly into her mouth, then started the car and began accelerating wildly, quickly reaching 180 kilometers per hour.

"Give me oral sex now, and make me cum within ten minutes! Otherwise, your vagina and anus will be burned to a crisp." "You can bite my dick off, but I'm about to exceed 200 kilometers per hour. If you bite it and hurt me, I'll lose control of the steering wheel, and the car will crash into some place, and you'll be smashed to pieces. If you're not afraid of death, go ahead and bite my dick off..."

The woman just stared blankly at my penis, her body trembling violently from the stimulation.

"Hurry up, you fucking idiot." I reached down to her crotch, found her urethra, and thrust my index finger in hard.

The woman screamed and instantly became incredibly frenzied.

She grabbed my penis with one hand, tightened her mouth, and began to frantically swallow and spit out my penis.

This woman was something else; she could do everything.

Deep throat, licking the glans, sucking testicles...

I only saw a head bobbing rapidly between my legs, her once exquisitely styled updo becoming disheveled.

My speed increased, increased.

Exceeding 200 kilometers per hour...

Exceeding 220 kilometers per hour...

Exceeding 250 kilometers per hour...

The entire car was practically floating. At that moment, even a slightly larger rock on the road could cause the car to shake violently, and Zhu Luo's teeth might just sever my penis.

But I was already insane, under the unbearable thrill of the swaying car, and the constant fear of it crashing and breaking apart...

Zhu Luo had never experienced anything like this before. Her oral sex became increasingly frantic, until she was practically biting my penis, desperately sucking and spitting...

She was insane, completely insane...

The stun gun was vibrating wildly inside her cunt and anus.

She trembled all over...

"Ah!" "

A man and a woman, two beast-like roars.

The woman climaxed, her stomach contracting violently, her vagina gushing out wave after wave of fluid.

Her urethra suddenly sprayed out a foul-smelling, strong liquid, I couldn't tell if it was a gush of fluid or incontinence.

My crotch throbbed, an unbearable tingling sensation rising from my heels to my spine. I forcefully pressed the woman's head against my crotch with my right hand, shoving my large penis deep into her throat, even stuffing my testicles into her mouth.

My penis was a full eight inches.

Then, I sprayed wildly, ejaculating wildly.

Several spurts shot out, all directly into her esophagus."

Then I pulled out my penis, aimed it at her face, lips, and eyes, and ejaculated, ejaculated…

After ejaculating, without waiting for my penis to soften, I used the remaining momentum to push the woman down onto the car seat, pulled out the stun gun, and forcefully thrust my semen-covered penis into her vagina, then began to thrust wildly…

Ejaculating, ejaculating deep into her uterus.

Ejaculating, ejaculating deep into her anus.

Inside the secret hotel—

Zhu Luo lay limp to one side. I took her phone, turned it off, and searched for the contact list.

I found Zhan Pingliang's phone number.

Then, I took out a new SIM card, put it into my own phone, and dialed Zhan Pingliang's number.

“Hey!” Zhan Pingliang's voice came through, a typical imposing tone, the kind that any official above the division level could imitate perfectly.

“Jia Junpeng, your mother is calling you home for dinner.” I called out in a strange voice.

“Insolence, who are you?”

Before Zhan Pingliang could finish speaking, I hung up the phone. Next, I removed the SIM card from the phone and replaced it with a new one.

I had at least several hundred SIM cards in my backpack, most of which were single-use.

I dialed Zhan Pingliang's number again, and said in a strained voice, "Jia Junpeng, your mother is calling you home for dinner."

Zhan Pingliang on the other end immediately became furious and shouted, "Who are you! Who ordered you to do this..."

No wonder he's a government official; he can see political struggle in everything.

Before he could finish speaking, I turned off the phone, removed the SIM card again, and replaced it with a new one.

Half an hour later, I threw away ten SIM cards. Not only was Zhan Pingliang's phone off, but even his secretary's phone was off.

So, I put on a new card, but this time I dialed Zhan Pingliang's daughter's number, Zhan Xiaomeng.

"Who is it? Speak!" This young lady's tone was as aggressive as ever.

I could hear many sounds from the side: music, laughter, and screams. It seemed she had invited a bunch of foreign friends to a party at her house.

"This is Miss Zhan Xiaomeng. I'm a private investigator secretly hired by your father. I was commissioned to follow your mother to see if she's having an affair. I've tracked her down, but your father's phone is always switched off. Your father once said that in case of an emergency, if I can't contact him, I should contact you." My voice was as mysterious as Sherlock Holmes's. "

You're talking nonsense! Who are you? Who's ordering you? Speak!" Zhan Xiaomeng snapped.

Damn, they really are father and daughter; their tones are exactly the same.

"I'll send the photos over right now." Without another word, I handed over the photos.

I deliberately took the photos outside the window to give the impression of a candid shot, and the clarity was pretty good.

In the photos, Zhu Luo was completely naked, with semen stains still on her lips.

Her limbs were spread wide, her plump, beautiful vagina was still open and not closed, with semen mixed with vaginal fluid still flowing out. Even her anus was not closed; it was utterly obscene.

Moreover, Zhu Luo was currently dozing with her beautiful eyes closed, seemingly exhausted and satisfied, showing no sign of being forced.

Soon, Zhan Beimeng received the photos on her phone and immediately called back.

Her voice was filled with coldness and anger, but lowered considerably. She coldly said, "Where's the address? I'm coming right now. You stay there and don't move. I'll bring 500,000. I don't need to threaten you; if any photos of my mother are leaked, you'll vanish without a trace, no matter which country you run to." "

Jiade Road in the southern suburbs. When you get to Jiade Road, I'll come out to meet you. It's a private hotel; it doesn't even have a name, so it's hard to find," I said.

"Goodbye." Zhan Beimeng pretended to be mature and immediately hung up the phone, asking no more questions.

Clearly, the straightforward and ruthless style of Hollywood actresses had a significant influence on her.

Thirty minutes later, an orange Ferrari came into my view.

Damn, this stupid girl, driving such a flashy car to do this kind of thing, she's incredibly stupid.

I didn't call her immediately. Instead, I used binoculars to observe her surroundings to see if anyone was secretly following her.

Clearly not. The girl drove around Jiade Road several times, her car locked, looking extremely anxious. I even saw her dial my number multiple times on her phone, but no one answered. In anger, she smashed her phone.

Finally, she couldn't resist getting out of the car, slamming the door shut, and standing on the street, looking around.

Instantly, she attracted countless male gazes.

In terms of looks alone, she was almost identical to Zhan Xiaoman. But she was younger, possessing an almost invincible youthful energy of seventeen or eighteen.

Snow-white skin, clear, dark eyes, and an arrogant, domineering air. Even

though it was getting chilly, she was wearing a short skirt and a small top, already showing cleavage at such a young age.

Her long legs were incredibly white and straight.

It was truly infuriating, making one want to devour her whole.

I dialed her number.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhan Xiaoman's first words after the call connected were a cold interrogation.

"Take the small path to your right, walk two hundred meters in, then turn left and walk three hundred meters into the alley. When you reach the river, walk east along the stone path for over three hundred meters. Under two ginkgo trees, there's a small red building. Your mother is in that hotel."

This girl is really all looks and no brains, or perhaps she's been too well protected by Zhan Pingliang these past few years, lacking any sense of crisis.

After finding the small red building in a state of agitation and anger, Zhan Meng stormed in.

"Room 201," I said into the phone, and then I heard the sound of high heels on the stairs.

Soon, the door to room 201 was kicked open with a loud bang.

I saw the beautiful Zhan Meng staring angrily at the naked Zhu Luo on the bed, her expression filled with disbelief, contempt, and rage.

Immediately, she rushed to the bedside, grabbed the naked, unconscious Zhu Luo, and screamed, "

What are you doing? What are you doing? How can you be so shameless?"

"Who is that man? Who is that man?" Zhan Beimeng screamed.

"It's me!" I stepped out from behind the curtains, sneering at Zhan Beimeng.

Zhan Beimeng's eyes widened instantly, staring at me in astonishment, vaguely remembering seeing

me at her house before. Then, she instantly transformed into an angry little tiger, charging forward to fight me.

I let her little fists pound on my body, although it still hurt a bit—I'm not very strong—but

I pretended not to feel any pain, just giving her a lewd smile.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my lower body.

That little vixen had kicked me in the groin, it was excruciatingly painful, making me curl up

like a boiled shrimp.

The pain was so intense my stomach was churning, and

I was gasping for breath. Holy shit!

It seems the recent killing spree has given me a false sense of power, making me feel invincible, even more powerful than Stallone.

Yes, I am powerful. But that's only in terms of intelligence, logic, ruthless aura, and the killing power when armed.

My actual combat ability, physical strength, and physique are all below average.

In a battle against an army of thousands, I single-handedly annihilated them all.

Now, facing a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, I've been kicked in the groin – a dragon defiled by a lizard in a ditch.

Just as I curled up in a ball, another sharp pain shot through my head; the little vixen had smashed a lamp directly on my head.

Before I could retaliate, she grabbed a fourteen-inch television from the table and smashed it over my head.

My vision went black, my head spun, my nose felt cold, and I lost consciousness.

Help! This is so embarrassing…

When I woke up again, I had just opened my eyes when a bright light forced my gaze back, and I closed them again.

Then, a sharp pain in my lower body nearly made me jump several feet in the air.

“Did that bitch cut me open? Damn it!” I quickly looked down.

Thank goodness!

My huge cock was still there, but was that really my cock? Why was there no feeling at all?

I really couldn’t recognize that thing as my cock, because the surface of it was as black as charcoal, and there was a burnt smell.

All the pubic hair was gone, completely burned off.

The entire cock was horribly pierced with hundreds of safety pins, looking like a thorny dragonfly.

Not only that, but there was also an electrical wire directly inserted into the urethra, and what was terrifying was that this wire was connected to a power source, so as long as she pressed the switch, it would start to liven.

I finally understood why my cock was burned to such a charred state.

And the most terrifying thing was that I saw this little bitch holding a small bowl filled with a thick liquid. The liquid was mixed with horrible chili powder and mustard, and it smelled faintly of sulfuric acid.

No wonder my penis was so rough and brittle, like the surface of Mars.

"Ah!" I screamed.

Damn, a woman's heart is truly the most poisonous. I've never experienced such torture.

It's better to just cut it off. And

that wasn't all; the little slut kept brushing that horrible liquid onto my penis, creating puffs of smoke and emitting a pungent smell of corroding flesh.

"Doesn't it hurt anymore?" the little bitch asked, looking at me.

I really didn't feel any pain anymore; I had no feeling at all. My penis was probably necrotic.

The little bitch was furious and extremely disappointed at the fact that I didn't feel any pain anymore.

Then, she actually pulled the wire out of my urethra and poured the sulfuric acid mixed with chili powder and mustard directly into my urethra, then excitedly widened her eyes, anticipating seeing me suffer excruciating pain.

However, I still didn't feel any pain.

She seemed even angrier and more disappointed.

I, on the other hand, seemed desperate. To be honest, I wanted my penis to hurt more than she did, because that would mean there was still sensation, still a reaction.

Then, I realized that my mouth smelled terrible, very foul.

I couldn't help but lick my tongue, and the foul smell became even stronger.

The little bitch leaned close to my ear and whispered, "I peed halfway through, collected it all, and poured it into your mouth so you could drink it."

"Little bitch, as long as you let me get away, I'll make sure you're my chamber pot for life," I swore viciously in my heart.

"Tell me, when did you and Zhu Luo start having an affair?" A man's voice came from the shadows.

I strained my eyes to see clearly and saw a dark figure sitting in the shadows.

Handsome, with only a slight hint of unease.

He was dressed in a sharp suit, his back straight, his eyes like an eagle's.

He must be Zhan Pingliang, and the room was still in this remote hotel.

"Answer the question!" the little bitch snapped coldly.

I didn't answer immediately, wanting to issue a new task to the demonic display in my mind to help me escape.

Unexpectedly, before the task could even begin, the little bitch slammed on the switch.

Instantly, a surge of electricity coursed through my body.

"Ah!" I screamed in agony, my entire body convulsing and trembling violently, my teeth chattering, my eyes feeling like they were about to pop out of their sockets.

The hellish pain made each second feel like decades.

Then, plumes of smoke rose, and the smell of burning filled the air.

My mind blurred, my head jolted, and I lost consciousness.

But quickly, I regained consciousness because the little bitch splashed cold water on me.

"You don't need to answer anymore. What's done is done. How it happened is irrelevant. Anyone who dares to touch my woman, Zhan Pingliang, will suffer a fate worse than hell," Zhan Pingliang said calmly.

Then, he took out a revolver, loaded a bullet, and with a powerful twist of the revolver, closed the gun.

“This pistol only has one bullet in it. We’re playing Russian roulette. I’m going to shoot you with this gun, and I’ll only shoot once. If it happens to be empty, you should be thankful, because at the same time I’ll activate the electric current. If it has a bullet, you’ll be instantly killed by the bullet in the head, instead of being electrocuted. That feeling is too painful, too terrifying,” Zhan Pingliang said calmly.

After Zhan Pingliang finished speaking, that bitch Zhan Beimeng glared at him coldly, then picked up the unused plate of sulfuric acid mixture and poured it directly on me.

“Ah!” I was in so much pain I felt like my soul was leaving my body.

My whole body was corroded, and thick, acrid smoke rose from my body. I could clearly feel which parts of my flesh were corroded through and which parts were being burned alive.

This was just the beginning of the torment. Then, Zhan Meng abruptly switched off the power, coldly saying, "Don't mess with the Zhan family again in your next life. You'd better be a eunuch."

"Ah, oh..." My shrill cry almost tore my vocal cords apart.

The instant my entire body was struck by the electric current, I nearly jumped several feet off the ground, then trembled violently like a leaf.

Last time I was electrocuted, I passed out. But this time I didn't. I felt everything clearly.

Yet I would rather be unconscious; it was too painful, too terrifying.

It hurt so much, as if my entire skeleton, my entire muscles, were being torn apart, burned inch by inch.

This was absolutely hell. I felt like I saw hell; green lights flashed before my eyes.

It was as if the world I saw was different from before. Before, it was multicolored, but now it was green.

I clearly felt wisps of black gas rising from the ground.

I could clearly feel countless ghosts drifting in the sky, all of them coalescing as if trying to enter the hotel room.

I had never experienced anything like this before. Was this a vision of impending death?

Then, the most agonizing thing happened.

It felt like a nuclear bomb exploded inside my head,

obliterating my soul and thoughts.

This pain was a thousand times more terrifying than the combined pain of sulfuric acid corrosion and electric shock.

Suddenly, I felt a horrifying face appear in my mind, baring its terrifying fangs.

"Agh!" At the same time, I let out a howl that was unlike anything I'd ever heard. "Bang

!" Glass shattered in the room, teacups exploded, and the television shattered.

"Rumble..." The hotel room began to shake violently; the table lamp clattered off the table, the chandelier fell from the ceiling, and the walls began to crack.

Outside, the earth shook violently, the landscape changed color. The earth cracked open, mountains shifted, and rivers flowed backward.

Coincidentally, by sheer coincidence, an earthquake struck, and a rather powerful one at that.

"Damn! An earthquake! My government's got a lot to do, disaster relief, comforting the people. I wonder if there will be any casualties? I hope not." Zhan Pingliang said as he pulled the trigger.

No gunshot rang out.

In shock, my penis suddenly gushed out a stream of urine—incontinence from the electric shock that had hit my most painful spot.

The urine sprayed directly onto Zhan Pingliang's face and eyes.

"Ah!" Zhan Pingliang covered his face. Because Zhan Xiaomeng had poured sulfuric acid into my penis, the sulfuric acid sprayed out at the same time as the urine, hitting Zhan Pingliang's face and instantly burning his eyes. In excruciating pain, he threw the pistol away.

"Crack!" The ropes binding me were burned by the sulfuric acid, and the earthquake destroyed the electrical circuits.

I jumped up from the chair and caught the falling pistol.

I aimed at Zhan Pingliang and pulled the trigger.

"No!" Zhan Xiaomeng cried out in anguish.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, followed by a flash of light as the bullet pierced Zhan Pingliang's right chest, passing right through his body

.

Zhan Pingliang immediately collapsed to the ground. I aimed my foot at Zhan Xiaomeng's stomach and kicked out with all my might.

Instantly, a scream rang out as Zhan Xiaomeng's graceful body was kicked several meters away, landing on the bed.

I strode forward, stomped on her, and grabbed her hair, saying, "Our game has only just

begun."

Feeling unbearably itchy, I suddenly jerked my body.

Clumps of charred black charcoal fell to the floor, revealing a pristine white body.

Completely unharmed, but covered in countless hideous scars, making me look like a demon.

And my penis, the charcoal falling off, revealed a fiery red, enormous penis.

The entire surface of the penis was crisscrossed with raised, keratinous scars, each one a half

centimeters higher, making the entire penis look imposing and terrifying, like the horns of a demon, like the dragon's penis of a devil. "That's right, our game has just begun, but I'll take you back 　to play

with your sister, your aunt, your great-aunt, haha..." 　I grabbed her long hair and dragged her out. Three more people joined my secret hideout: Zhan Pingliang, Zhan Xiaomeng, and Zhu Luo. All the men were imprisoned in another room. 　And in this room, only the women remained. Su Huaijin, Zhan Beiman, Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun's mother, Zhang Yun's aunt, Zhu Luo, Zhan Beimeng, Ning Zi... Their hands were all bound, hanging from the ceiling, their toes barely touching the ground, unable to touch the earth. 　They were all dressed. 　Su Huaijin was wearing a military uniform. 　Zhan Beiman was wearing a news anchor uniform. 　Zhang Yun, dressed in a princess dress. Zhang Yun's mother, dressed in a prosecutor's uniform skirt suit. Zhang 　Yun's aunt 　, dressed in a maid's uniform. Zhu Luo, dressed in a cheongsam-style elegant lady's 　uniform. Zhan Beimeng, dressed in a cute school uniform. Ning Zi, a long-legged beauty, dressed in a leather SM uniform. "Welcome to tonight's performance. Tonight's event will be the deflowering ceremony of several young virgins, but before that, we need to warm up with a game." I stood among the many beauties, watching them struggle to step on their toes, their taut bodies revealing their graceful and sexy curves. "Let's have a friendly competition, you eight beauties. You all obviously think you're the most stunning, and while beauty is subjective, sex appeal is subjective, I'm going to make you settle this." I leered at the eight beauties, swallowing hard. "First, we'll compare breasts. I'm a very vulgar person; I judge breasts by size. So, whoever has the smallest breasts will be punished. The punishment is very simple: whoever has the smallest bust size will have two crabs stuck between their nipples." As soon as I finished speaking, the eight women struggled and screamed, but their mouths were gagged, so 　I couldn't hear what they were saying. I'm a pervert; I enjoy hearing women curse me. So I ripped the towels out , and a torrent of angry curses erupted, but I didn't bother to listen. 　I walked straight up to Su Huaijin. "Wow, mature women in military uniforms!" I leaned against Su Huaijin's back. The women's military uniforms were really beautiful, highlighting their breasts and cinching their waists. This woman was already quite mature, and with her regular martial arts practice, her fair and delicate body was incredibly alluring. Beneath her skirt, which only covered half her thighs, were beautiful legs in black stockings—full, straight, and incredibly sexy. Perhaps she was tired from standing, because she was leaning back slightly while standing on her tiptoes, making her mature buttocks appear even rounder and fuller under the short skirt. "Get away from me, you beast! I'm your stepmother! You'll go to hell..." Su Huaijin felt my approach 　and screamed desperately. "Hell is already full; you need to queue to get in," I sneered, grabbing her military uniform and 　ripping it off. Instantly, all the buttons were ripped off, revealing a black bra underneath, her large breasts gleaming brightly. "You beast! I regret not having someone kill you sooner!" Zhan Xiaoman beside her hissed. "Don't rush, it'll be your turn soon." I defiantly turned Su Huaijin's delicate body to face Zhan Xiaoman, and then, right in front of Zhan Xiaoman, I directly slipped both hands into Su Huaijin's bra, touching her soft breasts. "Beast! Beast..." Su Huaijin struggled desperately. I pressed my erect penis against her writhing hips, a lewd expression on my face, and said seductively:

“Keep going, keep going, twist harder. When I get on the bus, I hope to meet a mature

beauty , then press my cock against her butt crack and act like a bus pervert, so good, so good…”

Then I suddenly ripped off Su Huaijin’s bra, her two snow-white breasts swaying.

I grabbed her breasts with my nails and, in an extremely lewd manner, thrust my cock wildly against Su Huaijin’s beautiful buttocks, enjoying the soft, slippery

, wonderful touch, while moaning and groaning.

Seeing my lewdness, Zhan Xiaoman didn’t even have the strength to curse.

Suddenly, I left Su Huaijin’s delicate body. My cock was incredibly erect, making a surprisingly high tent in my pants, and then I solemnly took out a tape measure and measured Su Huaijin’s bust size.

“Eighty-eight and a half centimeters.” I reported the data, registered it, and then walked up to Zhan Xiaoman.

Before I could even get close, Zhan Xiaoman screamed, "Don't come near me..."

I stepped closer to her delicate body, and she immediately arched forward desperately, trying to keep her body from touching mine

.

"Your breasts were small in high school, and you often wore thick padded bras to pretend they were bigger. I wonder if they've gotten any bigger now

?" I stood to the side and thought for a moment before saying, "Remember back in high school, you were wearing thin, snow-white

cotton gauze pants and doing leg stretches on parallel bars? Your underwear was also quite transparent, so I saw a dark

shadow between your legs. I knew that was where your vagina was, and that dark shadow was pubic hair. That damn dark shadow of yours made

me masturbate hundreds of times, until my legs went weak and my balls were sore and aching..."

Then, I picked out a thin pair of cotton gauze pants from the box, and ignoring Zhan Xiaoman's desperate struggles, I

forcefully pulled the pants over her legs without taking off her skirt.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Zhan Xiaoman was both shocked and angry.

After I put my pants back on, I immediately took off her skirt and then her anchor uniform as well.

Suddenly, she was left with only a snow-white silk top and thin, semi-transparent white cotton trousers.

I then circled her several times, clicking my tongue in admiration: "Not bad, really not bad.

Much better than your anchor uniform."

Indeed, much better; the snow-white cotton trousers were straight and form-fitting. Her rounded, jade-like legs were faintly visible, slightly cinched at her

buttocks them appear round and perky—it couldn't be more beautiful.

Then, I grabbed Zhan Xiaoman's long right leg and lifted it straight up, startling her

.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Xiaoman exclaimed.

I kept Zhan Xiaoman's right leg raised to a horizontal line, forming a right angle with her left leg.

Then I squatted down and hoisted Zhan Xiaoman's right leg onto my shoulder.

I was recalling the scene from years ago when I saw Zhan Xiaoman doing leg stretches on parallel bars. Then I focused my eyes on Zhan

Xiaoman's crotch, carefully searching for that dark shadow.

Sure enough, I found it—almost exactly the same as the shadow of Zhan Xiaoman's genitals in my memory.

The thin pants were semi-transparent, and coincidentally, they were also thin white underwear. As a result, the pubic hair between Zhan Xiaoman's legs was particularly conspicuous under the pressure of

the two layers of thin fabric.

It really was a dark clump, it really was that clump of pubic hair, and even the bulge of her genitals was visible.

This woman is fucking slutty, this woman was slutty even in high school.

I don't believe that she didn't know that dressing like this would make her pubic hair show; she must have done it on purpose

.

Combining the image of Zhan Xiaoman's pubic hair with my own, my penis instantly became so hard it felt like it was about to burst. I wanted nothing

more than to tear off Zhan Xiaoman's pants and thrust my huge penis inside her.

But I couldn't be so hasty; I had to savor it slowly.

I practically pressed my eyes against that clump of pubic hair, which terrified Zhan Xiaoman, making her tremble all over. She desperately tried to pull away,

but she was almost powerless.

After kissing the spot where Zhan Xiaoman's pubic hair was through her pants, I stood up, lowered her right leg, scooped up a

glass of water, and splashed it onto Zhan Xiaoman's lower body.

"Ah!" Zhan Xiaoman screamed.

Instantly, half of her pants were soaked. The thin white pants clung to her legs, becoming transparent, revealing a fleshy patch.

Even her round buttocks and the contours of her buttocks were clearly visible. I then very blatantly and obscenely splashed the next cup of water onto Zhan Xiaoman's genitals.

Zhan Xiaoman screamed even louder, and Su Huaijin cursed even more viciously.

Zhan Xiaoman's underwear and outer pants were stuck to her genitals, making that dark patch all the more obvious. In fact, not only was it dark, but there was also a pinkish cleavage-like pattern, which I don't know if it was just my overactive imagination

.

"However, I don't have much hope for your breasts." "In Zhan Xiaoman's horrified state, I directly ripped off her top. Before she could scream, I tore off her bra, revealing her fair and pink breasts.

It exceeded my expectations.

I'm such a lewd person; I basically only focused on Zhan Xiaoman's genitals, ignoring her breasts. I thought

Zhan Xiaoman's breasts were small, so they wouldn't be very interesting.

Zhan Xiaoman's breasts weren't large, but their shape was truly beautiful.

It's really hard to see such round, such alluring breasts, truly like inverted jade bowls, the rosy nipples

truly like rabbit eyes. No wonder many people compare a woman's breasts to a white rabbit.

Suppressing my craving, I licked my lips.

While struggling, I measured Zhan Xiaoman's bust size.

'Eighty-one centimeters.'" I pursed my lips ;

Zhan Xiaoman's bust size wasn't particularly impressive.

Then it was Zhang Yun's turn, dressed in a princess dress. When I approached her, she didn't panic or scream.

Even her mother and aunt didn't scold me.

I looked her up and down; the most beautiful of the eight women, my dream angel, was this girl before me.

However, I quickly measured her bust size, my movements as precise as a doctor's during a physical exam, not taking advantage of Zhang Yun in the slightest.

"Zhang Yun, 89 centimeters."

I clicked my tongue; Zhang Yun's bust size was truly outstanding!

Next, Zhang Yun's aunt's bust size was 89.5 centimeters.

Zhang Yun's angelic face had been somewhat indifferent, but when I tore open her aunt's top and bra, revealing her large, white breasts, her expression finally softened.

Next, when I tore open Zhang Yun's mother's prosecutor's uniform, I encountered the strongest resistance.

This woman twisted her body desperately, even opening her mouth to bite me.

This made the process of undressing her incredibly enjoyable.

After removing the black prosecutor's uniform, her snow-white shirt and tie, along with her short, intellectual hair, made her look especially beautiful.

I didn't tear off Zhang Yun's mother's shirt, or even remove the tie. Instead, I unbuttoned it and reached inside to unhook her red bra.

Instantly, her large, firm breasts were exposed against the white shirt.

With the shirt unbuttoned, most of her two large breasts were revealed.

I grabbed both breasts directly and, facing Zhang Yun, forcefully kneaded and played with them. Zhang Yun's mother screamed loudly, and her aunt beside her cried incessantly.

Zhang Yun's face, which had been slightly flushed, grew increasingly pained, as if the sight of her mother being naked and played with before her eyes had finally awakened her from her numbness.

However, the play with Zhang Yun's mother's breasts didn't last long. I took a tape measure and measured her bust size.

"Ninety-one centimeters!" I almost exclaimed in shock, because Zhang Yun's mother didn't seem as voluptuous as Aunt Zhang, yet her bust size was larger.

Next, Zhu Luo's undressing and breast measurement proceeded almost without any hindrance.

"Zhu Luo, eighty-eight centimeters."

"Ning Zi, eighty-eight centimeters."

This was the last woman; this one should be called a girl, she was only seventeen or eighteen, truly the most

delicate age.

I revealed a wolfish smile, sneering, "I told you, I'll make you wish you were dead

."

"Let her go! Do whatever you want to me!" Zhu Luo shouted loudly from the side.

"Shut up! I don't need a woman like you to plead for me. You don't deserve to be my mother." Zhan Xiaomeng, on the contrary, remained

extremely cold, shouting at her mother, "You just want to rape me! Come on, come on! Unless you kill me after you

rape , as long as I live, I promise to tear you to pieces, I promise to kill your whole family..."

"Hiss!" I didn't answer the delicate, youthful beauty in the school uniform in front of me. Instead, I directly and violently

tore open her clothes, tearing them coldly until her upper garment was completely shredded. Then, I

ripped off her pink bra, pulling her delicate body apart.

The most delicate upper body of the eight women was exposed.

Throughout the process, Zhan Xiaomeng bit her lip tightly, staring at me with cold and hateful eyes. Her mother, Zhu Luo, pleaded and cried incessantly to the side; as for Su Huaijin and Zhan Xiaoman, they turned their gazes away, unwilling

to watch this scene.

I gazed at Zhan Xiaomeng's half-naked upper body; it was so tender it seemed like it would burst with moisture at the slightest touch, her entire body appearing as if

soaked in milk—truly befitting a beautiful young woman.

At seventeen or eighteen, Zhan Xiaomeng's breasts were even larger than her cousin Zhan Beiman's, equally exquisitely shaped, with nipples

even pinker and more delicate than Zhan Beiman's. However, Zhan Xiaomeng's frame was more slender than Zhan Beiman's, and her shoulders were narrower

. Therefore, in terms of bust size, Zhan Xiaomeng might not be significantly larger than Zhan Xiaoman. Sure enough, Zhan Beiman's bust size was also 81 centimeters

.

"The two sisters, Zhan Xiaoman and Zhan Xiaomeng, are tied for last place in bust size, so they will both be punished," I announced

coldly , then pulled a crab from a box full of ice.

The crabs were as big as a hand, their claws outstretched, desperately

trying to find something to snatch and grab—a truly terrifying sight.

I took the crab to Zhan Xiaoman, who finally felt fear. Her face turned pale, her eyes

wide with terror . She opened her mouth to threaten and beg for mercy, but her gaze turned fierce as she stared at me…

“Chu Yu, I swear, I swear I will tear you to pieces, I will torture you to death…” Su

Huaijin, standing beside me, glared at me viciously.

“Can’t we have something new? I’ve already been torn to pieces, okay?” I sneered. “However,

from now on, no one is allowed to say a word. Anyone who utters a single word will be

punished . So, this crab is yours. Perhaps you have a rather heavy taste and need to masturbate by clamping your nipples with a crab.”

With that, I pressed the wide-open crab claws against Su Huaijin’s nipple.

"Ah!"

A bloodcurdling scream sent a chill down my spine, and my hand trembled, causing me to loosen my grip on the crab. However, the crab

didn't fall; its large pincers clamped down fiercely on Su Huaijin's left nipple and wouldn't let go, hanging there

.

Tears streamed down Su Huaijin's face, turning bluish-purple, a clear sign of excruciating pain. The nipple is the most delicate

part of the ; even a gentle touch with a finger is unbearable, let alone with a crab's pincers. Ignoring her trembling pain, I grabbed the other

crab pincer and forcefully clamped down on her other nipple.

"Ah!" Su Huaijin screamed again, her legs losing their footing, dangling in the air, her hands aching from being bound, and the pain from her nipples being clamped made her feel as if she were about to faint.

I ignored her suffering and instead grabbed another crab and brought it to Zhan Xiaoman.

Zhan Xiaoman was already in tears, her teeth chattering with fear, her eyes fixed on Su Huaijin's nipple.

It was as if blood was trickling down her nipple.

"I can't guarantee the crab won't cut off your nipple, after all, nipples are very tender, and I've never played

this game before," I said to her, then, ignoring her trembling body, I was about to

press the crab's open claws against her nipple.

"No, no, please don't, Chu Yu, please..." Zhan Xiaoman finally cried out.

"You're begging me? Did I hear that right? The proud, princess-like Zhan Xiaoman is begging?" I sneered.

"Beg again."

"Chu Yu, I beg you, please let me go, please..." Zhan Xiaoman wailed, bowing her head and pleading loudly

.

"I'll give you two choices: one, your nipple gets pinched by a crab; two, I lick it. You choose," I said with a smile

.

Zhan Xiaoman kept her mouth tightly shut, shaking her head desperately, refusing to speak.

"Looks like you chose the first one." With that, I was about to place the crab on the plate.

"I choose the second one! I choose the second one!" Zhan Xiaoman quickly said.

"What's the second one? I don't know!" I said.

"Being licked by you, being licked by you..." Zhan Xiaoman cried as she spoke.

"What do you mean by being licked by you?" I continued to ask.

"Being licked by you on the nipples, being licked by you on the nipples... Waaah..."

"Alright, I'll comply." I immediately took Zhan Xiaoman's left breast into my mouth and licked it vigorously, while

my other hand grabbed her right breast and played with it with pleasure.

Whether it was from shame and anger, or because her nipples had never been licked before, Zhan Xiaoman's delicate body trembled even

more violently than her mother's.

After playing with Zhan Xiaoman's breasts for a full five minutes, I took the clawing crab to Zhan Xiaomeng,

this cold-blooded little girl who wanted to kill my whole family.

"I choose the second one, I choose the second one..." this violent, stupid, and arrogant girl shouted, her face pale.

"You slut!" I directly took the girl's breast into my mouth and licked her tender nipple with my tongue.

The girl's dignity was insulted, and she was panting with anger, blurting out the words "big breasts, no brains."

"I'm just being pragmatic. I'll just pretend I was bitten by a dog. I'll wash it with disinfectant for half an hour, and

the disgusting smell will be gone..." the girl said coldly.

I immediately lifted my head from her breasts. The girl glanced at me and said, "Keep licking! Being the daughter of a wealthy family and

a high-ranking official, letting you lick my breasts is enough to use up all your good fortune for eighteen lifetimes. Keep licking, or

you'll never have this opportunity again..."

"You slut!" I said again.

Then, I forcefully pried open her small mouth, tearing it open like a flower petal, and violently

shoved a crab the size of my palm inside.

Her mouth was too small, and the crab's claws were too big, so I had to pinch all of its legs together

before forcefully shoving it into her mouth.

"Ugh!" The girl suddenly stretched her neck out like she was dying, her delicate body stiffening as if she were about to die

.

At the same time, all the women were stunned. Even Su Huaijin, writhing in agony, momentarily forgot

the burning pain in her breasts, staring in horror as I shoved a ferocious

crab into the mouth of the angelic-looking young girl.

Zhu Luo froze for a moment, then screamed and tried to pounce on her daughter to remove the crab, but

her hands were bound, rendering her immobile.

She cried out, begging for mercy.

"Make another sound, and you'll suffer the same punishment," I said coldly.

She stood frozen, unable to utter a sound, only able to watch her daughter in agony, her face streaked with tears.

Zhan Xiaomeng, her hands bound, couldn't remove the crab from her mouth and desperately tried to spit it out, but her

feet were raised, preventing her from bending over, so she could only gag in agony. The crab was so large, forcibly

shoved was impossible for it to fall out after stretching.

Suddenly, Zhan Xiaomeng's expression changed. Her beautiful face contorted in agony, her eyes widening as

her limbs trembled violently.

Clearly, the crab's pincers were writhing in her small mouth, clamping down on her delicate throat or tongue.

Just as I felt a chill run down my spine, the little girl's eyes suddenly hardened. She abruptly slammed her mouth shut and began

to chew forcefully.

Instantly, the crab in her mouth was chewed into pieces, which she then spat out violently towards my face.

What came out were fragments of the crab, along with blood. I couldn't tell if it was from being pinched by the crab or

from being pierced in the mouth during chewing.

Her gaze was filled with pure hatred, as if she wanted to kill me.

I ignored her look and instead poured her a glass of water to rinse her mouth.

"Now let's begin a new competition: a buttocks contest. This contest has two parts: hip circumference

( size) and the color and shape of the anus (beauty), which I will score.

The person with the lowest score will be punished. The punishment is: a snake, with a massive

block of ice , at minus thirty degrees Celsius. The snake's tail is smeared with chili mustard oil. First, the ice block is inserted into the loser's anus, then the snake

is inserted, and finally, the snake's tail is lit, forcing it to desperately burrow into the rectum while still holding the ice block. This is truly a 'Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire' experience

." I calmly announced the punishment, and instantly all the women's faces changed color.

Even Zhan Xiaomeng, who had just chewed up a crab, lost all her bravado and coldness, becoming utterly terrified.

The crab, though menacing, wasn't disgusting. But for women, a snake was undoubtedly the most terrifying and

dreadful thing.

"And I declare that anyone who doesn't cooperate while I'm examining your buttocks and anuses—for example, those who desperately

clench their buttocks or struggle and curse—will be punished. I've prepared enough snakes and ice for you

."

With that, I opened a box containing ice emitting a blue, chilling aura.

I opened another box, revealing dozens of snakes swimming inside, each about three centimeters in diameter and over a foot

long. The snakes intertwined and wriggled, some emerald green, some fiery red, a sight that sent chills

down one's spine, giving one goosebumps.

The eight women were pale as paper, trembling so much they could barely stand.

Even Su Huaijin, whose breasts were being pinched by crabs, completely forgot the pain, lost in boundless fear.

"Now I'll begin examining your buttocks and anuses. Those who don't cooperate can cause trouble, though. This time, it's the other way around; we

'll start with Zhanfanmeng."

As I walked behind Zhanfanmeng, I clearly felt her trembling and her fear.

I took the rope and tied her feet as well. Then, I lowered the rope binding her hands, so she

was no longer hanging from the ceiling but could stand on the ground.

"Kneel on the ground and stick your butt out forcefully," I ordered. "You don't have to do this, you can

curse, and I even welcome you to do so."

Zhan Bi Meng didn't struggle or curse; she just stood still, trembling even more violently.

Zhu Luo, standing beside her, pleaded again, wanting to start with her.

"From now on, I won't let you speak. If you utter a sound, you will be punished immediately," I

said coldly.

Instantly, Zhu Luo shut her mouth, not daring to say another word.

"I'll start counting. If you still haven't knelt by the time I count to ten, it will be considered a refusal of my order, and you are willing to be punished

. One, two, three, four, five..." I counted incredibly fast.

Zhan Bi Meng suddenly lunged at the ground, and because of the sudden movement, she fell directly to the ground.

I went up to her, grabbed her waist, lifted her up so she was kneeling in a wheelbarrow position, and then gave her a hard slap on the bottom.

He said, "Push your buttocks up as high as you can. You all know what I mean, the higher you stick them out,

the bigger your hip circumference will be when I measure it, because I'm not measuring the normal hip circumference, but the circumference after you've pushed your hips up as hard as you can."

Immediately, Zhan Bimeng hurriedly and desperately pushed her buttocks up.

I lifted her skirt, revealing pink cotton panties. Her

fair, round buttocks, encased in the panties, looked especially tender and fresh.

I ripped off her panties, revealing her two snow-white, round buttocks.

Not only her anus, but her vulva was also clearly visible.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, so tender! Not only were her buttocks tender, but her anus was also tender, a truly pink

little chrysanthemum, with fine folds and almost no hair.

This was a girl with very little pubic hair; her labia were also bright pink, and the cleft of her vulva was wet and

glistening, extremely alluring.

I want to pull out my big cock and shove it in right now.

But once the rules of the game are set, they have to be followed through.

Zhan Xiaomeng must feel very humiliated; she's trembling and sobbing, burying her face in her arms to hide it from everyone

.

I don't look at her face either; I only look at her buttocks and anus. I measure her

hip circumference with a tape measure, her hip circumference when erect.

"Hip circumference when bent over: 95 centimeters. Anus is pink and tender, with little hair and clear folds. Anus score: 92 points

. Total score: 187 points."

Next up is Zhu Luo.

Similarly, her feet are tied up, the rope is lowered, and she is made to kneel down and forcefully raise her buttocks.

Her cheongsam is lifted up to her waist, instantly revealing her smooth, white, and round thighs, a sight to behold.

Her panties are black lace-trimmed; after being pulled down, her two round, huge buttocks even shake violently, making it almost impossible for me

to keep my eyes open.

Zhu Luo and Zhan Xiaomeng are mother and daughter, but Zhu Luo, as a woman, has a much larger and fatter buttocks.

Zhan Xiaomeng's buttocks are round and perky, which could be described as cute little buttocks. Zhu Luo's buttocks can only be described as fat buttocks,

and the span is really amazing. The two huge buttocks split in the middle, revealing a purplish-red anus and a purplish-red vulva

. The vulva is not as delicate as her daughter's. Although her daughter's vulva is a little wet at this time, her labia minora are tightly closed.

But Zhu Luo's vulva is already flowing with water, and her labia minora are wide open, as if she is eagerly waiting for

a penis to be inserted. A pungent smell also hits you.

"Zhu Luo, stick out your buttocks, 109 cm in circumference, purplish-red anus, hairy, clearly wrinkled, anus score 80

, total score 189."

When it was Ning Zi's turn, this woman not only knelt down readily, but also swayed her buttocks very seductively,

even forcefully spreading her legs to let me see her opening and closing vulva and contracting anus.

But men are just like that; once they've had sex with a woman, no matter how seductive she is, they lose their curiosity.

"Ning Zi, stick out your buttocks, 103 cm in circumference, red anus, hairy, average wrinkles, anus score 84

, total score 187."

It was Zhang Yun's mother's turn. I had just walked behind her when my penis was already throbbing wildly.

It seems that I really have an incestuous desire and an unparalleled anticipation for this married woman and mature mother.

I also tied her feet, made her kneel down, and desperately stuck out her fat buttocks.

She seemed even more ashamed and indignant than Zhan Xiaomeng, burying her head in her arms, but her beautiful buttocks were still

sticking up wildly, as if she were about to be pushed around like a madman.

"Huge, enormous, magnificent, what a fucking spectacular fat buttocks..." I stared at the almost exaggeratedly sticking-up

fat buttocks , a living, round, fleshy mound, a living, enormous jade futon.

The prosecutor's skirt suit really looked like it was about to be torn apart.

Suddenly, the skirt suit was pulled up, revealing the true face of the luxurious, huge buttocks, the fleshy buttocks splitting

open forcefully, like an incredibly huge peach.

It's really hard to imagine that a mature woman's buttocks can be so big.

No, no, I have to hold my breath, I have to squeeze my penis hard, otherwise I'm going to ejaculate immediately, I

haven't even started yet, and I'm going to ejaculate.

I pinched the head of my penis to stop the urge to ejaculate, but my lust burned like fire throughout my body; I felt as if I had taken several pounds of

aphrodisiacs.

I took a few deep breaths before beginning to observe Zhang Yun's mother's buttocks.

Her buttocks were large and white. However, there was a slight pigmentation in the cleft, like a stroke of ink, which somehow made her look sexy and alluring. Her anus was very small, surprisingly small compared to her large buttocks. The anus wasn't bright red, and it was hairy. Her vagina was also surprisingly small, and its color wasn't bright red, but rather the deep red characteristic of mature women. Her labia were very thick, almost completely obscuring the vaginal opening.

"Zhang Yun's mother, with her buttocks raised, 119 centimeters in circumference. Her anus isn't bright red, but it's very small and has a lot of hair, 88 points. Total score: 207 points."

Next was Zhang Yun's aunt.

“Aunt Zhang Yun, with your buttocks sticking out, the circumference is 112 centimeters. Your anus is still surprisingly fresh and tender, small in shape, and sparsely haired. 93 points, total 205 points.”

I passed by Zhang Yun and went straight to Zhan Xiaoman. When Zhan Xiaoman knelt down and stuck out her buttocks, it was as if

she were about to die from the humiliation.

A woman's buttocks, when stuck out, are never small.

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