"Red Eyes: A Translation by Youxuezhai" (Vols. 1-10 Complete) Translator: Gu She

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*Red Eyes (Translated by Youxuezhai)* /

Translator: Gu She

Chapter One: Red Eyes - The Allure of Crimson

The story begins on the edge of a swamp, where Tommy is bitten by an insect.

It was an evening when he was eight years old. Tommy fantasized that he was a brilliant super spy,
hacking into the enemy's electronic systems, and an imaginary female spy was captivated by his charm. This
daydream was so enchanting that Tommy, at its peak, completely failed to notice the
unusually insect.

The insect was lying on a log that Tommy had to pass by, and when Tommy touched it, it
immediately reacted.

"Aaaaah..." he screamed, throwing the rule that "spies should not react to pain"
to the winds .

It was a trap! He had fallen into an ambush.

The enemy knew he was coming; having fallen into an ambush, a hero wouldn't fight a losing battle—it was best to leave first. Imagining
hundreds of enemies chasing after him, he clutched his injured arm and ran back into the house.

Tommy passed through the curtain and saw his mother busy in the kitchen.

His mother still looked so young and beautiful, no more than twenty-five. Tommy was conceived by his mother when she was in
high school , but his father had made the best preparations for them, until that
accident last year…

“Hi! Mommy,” Tommy called out loudly.

She glanced at her son’s swaying arm, giving him a worried look. His mother had inherited his father’s shares and was
now the general manager of a trading company, managing many male employees.

She didn’t have to work on Saturdays, and when she was home, she kept a closer eye on her son. Today was
Saturday , and sure enough, the boy had gotten hurt.

“What are you doing?” his mother asked, immediately putting down her work and running to check
the wound .

“Oh! It’s nothing, just a bug bite,” Tommy waved his arm, indicating he didn’t care,
but his mother grabbed his hand and examined it carefully.

She kissed her son’s forehead.

"Where did you get bitten?"

"From the woods near the door, towards the swamp. It's nothing,
isn't it?"

"I thought I told you not to go near that abandoned chemical waste dump." Mom's face
darkened .

"Oh, Mommy. It's just a bite, it'll be fine soon."

"You're always like this, I should really spank you. Other kids are past
this mischievous age." Mom sighed, "Raising an eight-year-old without a father
is exhausting." As she spoke, a single tear appeared in the corner of her eye.

“I’m so sad that Daddy’s gone, Mommy, I love you.”

“I know.” Mom wiped away her tears. “Tommy, Mommy has to go out tonight. Later,
that pretty young lady—Lisa—will come to take care of you.”

“Oh! Mommy, I don’t need a babysitter. Didn’t you say I’m old enough? Please…
Mommy !”

Tommy wasn’t really bothered by Lisa. She was always exciting, and in his eyes, she was a real
beauty . If he had the chance, maybe he could put on a tape of his favorite videos.

“I love you, son. I can’t take any risks. She’ll be here before six, so you’d better be good
.” Mom patted Tommy’s hair and went back to her interrupted kitchen work.

Completely forgetting his spy game, Tommy slipped back to his room, locked the door, and pulled out the pornographic magazine he had secretly
gotten . Looking at the blonde women with exposed breasts and bare buttocks, he began to wonder
if his mother was like these women.

He didn’t know, but he knew Lisa definitely was.

Time passed, and after a satisfying "reading," Tommy realized it was almost
time for Lisa to arrive. He didn't want to miss the chance to see her, even if this woman was there to control him.

Tommy went into the bathroom, wanting to tidy himself up before Lisa arrived. In the mirror, he
was surprised to find that his eyes faintly shimmered with a red light.

Oh well, maybe it was just his imagination!

He focused his mind, recalling his impressions of Lisa.

Lisa had just entered university this fall. She was as
beautiful as the models in those big-breasted pornographic magazines, even more beautiful.

A pair of long, smooth, beautiful legs made her almost five feet eight inches tall; a pair of round, soft 92F
breasts; and an angelic face that could mesmerize anyone. A perfect oval face, brown eyes, a
delicate nose as if sculpted by a master; a small mouth placed in a perfect position on a face he had never seen before; and
beautiful lips that were almost always upturned, making him restlessly want to taste them. Her lovely black hair was always so soft and captivating, no
matter when he touched it.

"Tommy!" came his mother's voice from downstairs, and he quickly climbed the stairs.

His mother and Lisa were standing in the doorway.

His mother looked beautiful too, her hair styled in a French braid, her fitted short skirt perfectly showcasing
her legs , and a low-cut top that subtly revealed a more voluptuous and beautiful bust than he remembered.

Tommy gasped, then looked at Lisa. His mother and she were discussing their monthly paychecks.

Lisa was wearing jeans, concealing her long, beautiful legs that he found enviable.

But her breasts were encased in a light blue camisole, her large breasts stretching the camisole's outline
, her nipples almost bursting out, making Tommy breathless. He was sure every man would drool over those
enormous breasts.

Her pretty black hair was tied in a ponytail, cascading gracefully down her neck, and when she nodded in
agreement , it bounced back in waves, radiating youthful vitality.

"Tommy, Mommy might be back quite late. Mr. Bruce and I will be going to see a
movie . Be good at home, okay?" Mom waved goodbye.

Tommy stared intently at his mother, watching her walk away, her back wrapped tightly in her clothes. How come he never
noticed before that his mother had such a great figure?

" Damn it! Mom must be thinking about what she and Mr. Bruce are going to do tonight!"

"Okay, Tommy. I'm going to watch TV for a bit. Do you need anything?" To Tommy,
Lisa's sweet voice was like heaven.

"Um, no." Tommy closed his eyes on her bright, crystal-clear brown eyes, trying to use his usual
excuse to keep her occupied. He didn't want to; he just slipped back upstairs to indulge in his favorite daydreams.

"How about we find something to do, like...like playing a simple game of cards?"

Lisa's eyes suddenly misted over, her expression blank for a moment, then she
smiled and nodded.

"Sure, cards are fun, I'm good at them. Wait a minute, I'll go find some cards." She
went the cabinet and found the deck her mother had kept there.

Huh?

This was strange. His request had almost become a ritual; he would ask every time, and Lisa would always
smile and say no.

She usually told him to do something childish and wait for her mother to come home. That smile almost always
melted his heart with joy, yet it always left him deeply hurt by rejection.

But this time she said yes…

Surprised, perhaps even nearly fainting from the unexpected joy, Tommy sat down in the living room.

The carpet was soft, and the space was spacious enough for a game of cards. Besides, if he could figure out a way to snuggle
up to her, it would be a nice place to lie down.

Lisa returned, holding a deck of cards, seemingly
unbothered . Lisa sat down on the carpet, her legs crossed without a care, and with the slightest movement, her
large breasts bounced violently within her bra.

She seemed to have forgotten the effect this had on Tommy; each sway of her breasts caused
another sharp pain between the boy's legs.

"Oh!" Tommy groaned indistinctly.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Lisa asked with genuine concern.

She knew how troublesome it was for a nanny when her child was sick while the parents weren't home. Tommy's
obvious admiration wasn't enough to bother her, but if he were sick, she would be very
upset tonight.

"No problem," he replied quickly, trying to control his gaze and stop staring at her chest.

Tommy wanted Lisa to think he was manly, not sickly, so he sat up straight and
puffed out his chest .

Lisa dealt the cards, and they started playing Big Two.

After a while, Tommy suddenly had a strange feeling. Every time their eyes met, Lisa would
do something silly, like taking two cards at once. He was puzzled as to why.

Strangely, she actually agreed that it was faster this way.

Blinking, he remembered his eyes glowing red in the mirror. He decided to experiment and see if
his words would affect Lisa when their eyes met…

"You should discard the Ace of Spades," he suggested directly when their eyes met again.

He knew she had that card, and she seemed to know he needed it too. After a blank look, Lisa
nodded slightly.

In the next round, she was again asked to throw a spade. Tommy opened his mouth wide, quickly gathered his cards into a pair, and threw them,
winning the round.

Lisa looked somewhat disgusted and unhappy, helplessly shaking her hand.

"Hmm." Tommy met her gaze again, trying his best to win the game this way, enjoying it immensely. He
even felt a red glow reflecting in Lisa's brown eyes.

Suddenly, Tommy had an idea. He said, "Hey! How about we play strip poker?"

Lisa shook her head, as if she had broken free of control, then stared at the cards.

"I... I think we should just play regular poker. My boyfriend won't like your idea,
and your mother won't approve either." Lisa refused outwardly, but inwardly she didn't understand why a voice kept
telling her that the suggestion was actually quite interesting. She didn't think satisfying this brat's desires was a
good thing at .

Tommy looked at Lisa again...

"You really want to see my eyes properly now." He whispered, just loud enough for her
to hear .

Tommy tried to make his voice rhythmic, full of alluring hypnotic power. He felt that to use this
strange seduction, he needed a deeper voice.

"I...yes...your eyes are beautiful..." Lisa drifted into a daze, already lost in those two
hazy red pools.

Tommy was surprised; he remembered reading about hypnosis before. Suddenly,
he could do this to Lisa, and she seemed to only offer slight resistance.

What limitations did books have on this? To hell with it, as long as he could control Lisa now!
He really wanted to make Lisa take off those annoying clothes.

"When your gaze shifts elsewhere, you will forget you have a boyfriend."

"Yes, I...I will forget Roger."

Lisa nodded, but didn't look away. Tommy laughed happily, certain that Lisa was under
the control of some unknown magic.

Some mysterious magic that belonged to him.

What was going on? This was beyond his comprehension, but he would definitely figure out a perfect way to use it…

“You don’t need to worry about my mommy, she’ll be happy to know you like me.”

“Yes, happy… happy.” Lisa was completely under control; her previously sweet voice now
sounded lifeless.

“You want to play… striptease with me.”

“I want to… no, no, that’s wrong! I… I want to…” She tried to shake her head, but
her gaze was immediately locked.

“You like playing striptease with me.” Tommy reiterated.

“I like playing striptease with you.” Lisa finally gave in, seemingly a little confused as to
why she had so firmly refused earlier.

“When I look away, you will still do as I say, understand?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Lisa’s eyes suddenly went blank, startling Tommy, who quickly looked away
to let Lisa regain her senses.

She quickly threw down her cards and drew another, as if it were all her own idea.

"Okay, a bet's a bet," she smiled. "One round is one piece of clothing, right?"

"Sounds good for me," Tommy smiled slightly, knowing he would soon see Lisa's body, which he had only ever
dreamed . He was very interested in how to fit her large breasts into the bra.

Tommy expected her to take them off immediately, but there seemed to be a better way.

"Your turn," Lisa said.

Tommy quickly won the first round.

Lisa didn't hesitate and pulled off her shoes. Lisa

won the second round, and Tommy lost his shoes.

The next round was his, then it was Lisa's turn again…
*** *** *** ***

Soon, the woman was left with only jeans and a bra, and the man was left with only his pants.

When Tommy won another round, Lisa blushed. Considering her clothes, she decided to use her jeans
as payment.

The girl stood up lightly, slipped her thumb into the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoned them, and pulled them down a little.
Then , she unzipped her pants and slowly pulled them down, a half-smile on her face, watching Tommy's reaction.

A breathtakingly long leg emerged from her pants, revealing the strong
muscles , and her alluring curves.

Tommy's eyes were fixed on her thighs, looking up at the pink panties at the top, a few fine curls
peeking out from the edge.

"Do you like my legs?" Lisa asked softly.

The boy nodded stiffly, reaching out to touch her legs, but Lisa brushed his hand away.

"Hey, this is a game, admire from afar, don't touch."

Tommy grumbled for a moment, then remembered he could control the rules. He could change them whenever he
wanted .

Tommy decided to wait, to remove Lisa's bra in the next round, slowly undressing her.

"Your cards," Tommy said. This time, the boy took off his pants, leaving only his white
panties .

Tommy felt a little embarrassed; he didn't know what girls liked to see, but he decided to
continue .

He would win the next round.

Heaven was about to appear; those tightly bound breasts were finally about to break free.

Lisa stood up, turned her back to Tommy, and glanced sideways at her shoulder, slowly searching for the bow at the bottom
of her camisole. After untying it, she used one hand to hold the dress in place, and with the other hand, she untied another bow
at the back of . She turned back, her arm covering her private parts.

Tommy was somewhat disappointed. Lisa smiled slightly and moved her hand away.

"Wow!" With a mischievous scream, the girl's snow-white, round breasts bounced before Tommy's
eyes .

She shamelessly enjoyed the relief of being undressed; Tommy's words had entered Lisa's subconscious, as if they
were her own thoughts.

Tommy stared, dumbfounded, his eyes wide. This was the closest he had ever seen breasts.

The delicate nipples hardened from the sudden coolness, and with Lisa's movements, the breasts trembled in
waves.

She swayed gently unconsciously, moving in accordance with the obvious intent in Tommy's eyes.

“Take off your underwear too,” Tommy said.

“No, the game isn’t over yet,” Lisa refused.

“No problem,” Tommy lowered his voice, “It’s part of the game too, take off your underwear!”

“I, no, I…” Lisa turned her head away again, struggling with herself.

Tommy’s control worked in the right places, and she immediately responded to the command.

Once again, Lisa’s thumb hooked the belt, carefully letting the underwear slide down her legs,
exposing . As she bent over to pull down the underwear, her snow-white buttocks looked like the most perfect heart shape.

Just as Lisa bent over, sparse, curly pubic hair appeared deep between her legs.

“Aren’t you going to help me take off my underwear?”

“No, I think… I should put my clothes on, the news… it’s news time.”

Tommy suddenly realized, cursing himself for being so stupid as to let her make the decision.

Things could be better, but how?

He remembered the women’s submissions to the magazines upstairs, what did those women say they liked?

If Lisa felt a surge of desire, perhaps…

“You feel incredibly thirsty right now,” Tommy said. “You need relief, don’t you?”

Lisa began to waver, her brown eyes glazed over.

But this time was different; it seemed the source of her dazed state came from within, not from external commands.

“Oh…” she murmured, “Hmm! I…”

“You want me to touch you right now. Beg me!”

“Oh! Tommy. I can’t do that, I…” Lisa’s voice trembled with uncontrollable desire.
She closed her eyes tightly, her chin resting on her right shoulder, afraid to look up.

“Tommy, please, I need your touch.”

Tommy smiled slightly, reaching out to touch the already sweaty body of the girl before him.

The boy’s hand touched the breasts that had been forbidden before, and Lisa trembled slightly. She
opened , then closed them again, thrusting her chest forward, seeking his passionate caresses.

His small hands couldn't even grasp the 92F breasts. Tommy could feel the engorged nipples
timidly blooming beneath his palms. In amazement and awe, he worshipped the snow-white, enormous breasts with his lips. Before this,
Tommy had never had the chance to touch a real pair of breasts.

With a touch of ecstasy, he gently kneaded the cotton-soft breasts, caressing
the chest of .

At this moment, the boy felt both surprise and joy.

Lisa trembled with each caress; his warm palms seemed to electrify,
gradually awakening every inch of her skin that was touched.

Soon, Lisa's body was tinged with a luscious sheen from sweat. Tommy stopped, knowing that
if he continued, he would definitely wet the floor.

“Then, between my legs…” Tommy’s voice was urgent with joy, “put my cock in
my mouth.” He’d read the word “cock” in those porn magazines. He

’d been waiting for this for so long; he was finally letting Lisa play with his “big dick.” Tommy waited to feel the girl’s
lips touch him, his heart pounding with nervous anticipation.

“I don’t want to put that dirty thing in my mouth, Tommy,” Lisa still defied his command.

Tommy was devastated. Why wasn’t she doing as he was told?

He vaguely remembered that some things people wouldn’t normally do, even under hypnosis, they
wouldn’t do.

Tommy tried to think of a way, and slowly, an idea came to him.

He remembered once, after seeing Lisa sucking on an ice pop, he’d fantasized all night about
Lisa sucking his cock.

The ice pop going in and out of her mouth, her tongue feeling the cool touch.

Maybe he could use this method to make her submit!

“Kneel in front of me,” Lisa obeyed, kneeling down, because Tommy was standing and seemed taller than her.

Tommy held his limp penis, drawing Lisa's attention. "You see a popsicle, a sweet, juicy
popsicle , your favorite flavor. You want to suck on it, reach out and hold it, it won't freeze
your hands."

Lisa reached for his penis, gripping it tightly, very tightly…

"Ugh, be gentler," Tommy said, his face twitching. "If you squeeze the popsicle gently,
sweet juice will flow out."

"Oh! My popsicle." Lisa's face immediately showed confusion when she tasted it.

"Now, for fun, we'll call this popsicle 'cock,' understand? But you
know it really is a popsicle."

"I'm holding your cock," Lisa murmured.

"Do you like sucking my cock?"

"Very much, I like cold, juicy cocks." She slowly took the glans into her mouth and began
to suck.

"God!" That was Tommy's only thought.

"Mmm...uh...mmm!" The girl made strange sounds in her throat, her warm, delicate tongue wrapping around the glans,
just like she sucked on an ice pop that day. Her soft, light pink lips gripped the tip of his penis again and again.

Tommy began to thrust his hips in and out with each suck. When Lisa started licking, Tommy thrust even
harder .

"Dick ice pop...mmm...Lisa loves Tommy's little cock..."

Suddenly, he felt all the heat in his body rush to his crotch.

"Ohhhhhh!" Tommy groaned loudly, "Oh! Uh!"

The pulse of orgasm shot from between his legs straight to the tip of his penis, and a stream of semen sprayed towards
the girl .

Lisa happily swallowed it, the imagined taste of an ice pop filling her with joy. She
held the penis, still wanting more, and sucked hard. Tommy, unable to bear the demand, trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted.

"You can stop sucking my cock now," Tommy gasped.

“But it tastes so good.” Lisa pursed her lips and licked again.

Unexpectedly, this continuous contact made him hard again. Usually, when he was reading a magazine and masturbating
at the same time, his penis would remain hard once it went soft.

“You can lick it a couple more times, and then you’ll feel very thirsty and want me inside you.”

“Oh! I don’t… um, yes, it would be very good to have you inside me!” she admitted.

Lisa’s tongue licked the penis clean until she was sure she hadn’t missed a single drop.

“Lie down,” Tommy said. “Let me see how you masturbate?”

Lisa lay on the carpet, limbs outstretched, staring at the eight-year-old boy in front of her, mesmerized.

Tommy felt his need rising again. He knelt between her legs, watching her fingers enter her vagina and tease her
, while his other hand moved to one of her nipples, pinching and teasing the pink flesh.

Lisa tried licking her own nipple and succeeded, taking her breast into her mouth to suckle.

"Oh!" she murmured, tilting her head back to rest for a moment before lowering it again to continue.

Tommy spread Lisa's legs wide, moving himself above her. Lisa masturbated continuously, playing with
her swollen, bright red labia, her movements becoming increasingly intense; her hips began to roll back and forth,
swaying incessantly with obvious lust.

"Lisa, help me, help me get inside your body." Tommy tried to place his penis outside her labia,
but didn't know where the actual entrance was.

Lisa reached out and grasped his penis, guiding the boy into her actively thrusting cunt. Tommy's waist sank,
sinking into a soft, tight, wet hole, an incredibly pleasurable sensation; if he hadn't already
ejaculated in Lisa's mouth first, he probably would have ejaculated immediately.

Lisa actively arched her back, responding intensely, her movements so vigorous that Tommy felt like he was riding a
wild, mad horse, nearly falling off several times.

“Oh my god, Tommy, I feel so hot, fuck me, Tommy, fuck this filthy slut to death
.”

Tommy happily complied.

Lisa moaned softly, her vagina already very wet, tightly gripping Tommy. He bounced
his body to the girl's movements, and Lisa's movements became increasingly wild and unrestrained.

“Oh...so good, Tommy's little cock...ahhh...oh!” She screamed, an orgasm following
closely behind, her clenched fists pounding the floor, then relaxing in pleasure.

Tommy could no longer hold back, following Lisa's movements, enjoying the floating pleasure.

But now, the pleasure gradually returned to his body.

A burning sensation deep in his scrotum, the hot seed of life shooting deep into the nanny's body,
the strong convulsions as the semen shot out through his penis almost made his muscles spasm.

Exhausted, Tommy collapsed on the limp Lisa, unable to get up.

Lisa was panting heavily, while Tommy, still savoring the afterglow, almost missed the click of the front door
.

He glanced at the clock on the wall in surprise; it wasn't even eight o'clock yet.

Why was Mom home now?!

Tommy couldn't imagine what would happen if his mother saw them both right now.

"I might be hungry, but that damn octopus deserves to be hanged!" a piercing, angry roar came from
the front hall .

Tommy scrambled to the clothes, but Lisa remained sprawled out, her arm shielding her eyes.

She couldn't hear anything anymore.

Tommy grabbed the clothes quickly, but it was too late…

"Tommy! Lisa!" his mother screamed. "You brat, you'd better have a
good explanation for what you're like now…"

Her face was contorted with rage; clearly, she was furious. Her eyes burned with intense anger; the sight
before her was far more infuriating than the humiliation she'd suffered on their date earlier that day.

“You whore!” Mom rushed forward, slapped Lisa, and yelled, “I thought I could
trust you, entrust my son to you, God, he’s just an eight-year-old boy! How could you seduce him into doing this
? And you, you little fool. Sex is a dangerous act, there are some things you’d better wait…”

Then, she saw her son’s eyes.

“…Wait…until you…” The words broke off instantly. Mom’s expression went blank,
just like Lisa’s reaction.

A long silence lingered between them…

Finally, Tommy knew that he could control his mother, just as he had controlled Lisa.

She was already captivated by him.

“Mommy.” Tommy’s voice trembled.

Manipulating Lisa was one thing; turning her into a sex toy was a daydream he often had; but
his mother was different, she was the person who would accompany him for life.

Tommy wasn’t sure if he should do this to his mother, and he couldn’t imagine
what it would be like if one day “Mom was no longer Mom.”

But seeing how his mother dressed tonight… Damn, she looked so tempting.

“Mmm! Tommy,” Mom responded unconsciously.

“You really love me, don’t you?”

“Yes, Tommy.”

Lisa was somewhat surprised by the scene. She was worried that Tommy’s mother would complain to her
employer . Although it seemed strange, she knew Tommy had it all sorted out.

After thinking it over for a while, Lisa decided that she couldn’t let Tommy’s mother tell anyone that she had raped a
little boy. She hoped Tommy would succeed in one fell swoop.

“Mommy, you haven’t had sex in a long time. You feel empty, you want a man, you want a big
cock to satisfy you, to fill your horny little cunt, right?”

“Tommy, since your daddy left, Mommy hasn’t had…” Mom’s voice grew softer and softer,
almost falling asleep.

“You want sex in the house, you want to have sex with me right now.”

“No, Tommy, no, a mother can’t do that with her own son. We are mother and son, that
’s incest, that’s wrong.” As she spoke, Mom slowly shook her head in refusal, although her gaze was already fixed on
Tommy .

“You still want a man, but no other man will do. Only at home, only your closest
person can comfort you, Mommy. You want your own son to make love to you.” Tommy’s voice became more
commanding.

His mother’s pupils dilated, and she began to nod.

“Yes, I want you, Tommy. I want you to satisfy Mommy.”

“Good idea, Mommy. When you think about anything we do, it’s all your own idea. When
you turn your head, you feel incredibly thirsty, and any man in front of you can have you. Even though Lisa
is here, you don’t care at all, you know?”

“Hmm, Lisa seems to be your lover. I don’t mind her being here,” his mother murmured.

“Very good.” Tommy walked to her side, cautiously, not daring to lose eye contact with his mother. Through her clothes, he touched her full breasts. Underneath, her nipples were erect, gradually hardening
under his palm . 　　“Your son’s hands feel so good, better than ever before. When you look away, you’ll want more.” 　　“Oh…oh…son, you’re making Mom…” Mom moaned softly, her eyes still meeting his. 　　“When it’s all over, you’ll forget about today,” Tommy emphasized. “And from now on, whatever I say, you’ll do, even if I’m not looking you in the eye, understand?” 　　“Yes, mmm…” Mom swayed gently, yearning for her son’s touch, while his fingers roamed over her private parts. 　　Her breathing became more rhythmic, a melody of desire and awakening beginning to grow within her. 　　Tommy looked away from Mom. 　　Mom’s eyes closed gently, and from the rapid twitching of her eyelids, one could imagine the burning desire within her. 　　Tommy began to unbutton Mom’s shirt, searching for a better view to see his beloved snow-white breasts . When he touched her bare skin, Mom’s breathing quickened. Tommy unfastened the front clasp, letting the bra slip diagonally off her shoulders, freeing her full breasts. Their heavy weight caused them to sag slightly. 　　He took one of her erect nipples into his mouth, and the mother instinctively pulled him closer, completely lost in the sensation . 　　"Thud!" Her purse fell to the floor with a crisp sound. 　　Behind them, Lisa gracefully stood up, staring incredulously at Tommy and his mother. 　　Hearing the sound, Tommy turned around. "Lisa, come here. Help me undress Mommy, and you can play with us too." 　　Driven by a deep inner voice, Lisa quickly came to Tommy's side and began to remove her mother's skirt . 　　The mother opened her eyes in surprise, but when her son touched her breasts, her vision blurred. Tommy pulled his mother's top off her shoulders, letting it slide to the floor. He was very careful; before this, Tommy had never actually removed a woman's bra, let alone her underwear. 　　The mother stood up straight, yearning for her son's attention, dressed only in high heels, stockings, and underwear. 　　Tommy trembled slightly as he moved closer to his mother, his lips covering hers, the soft, moist sensation beautiful.

"Wonderful!"

His mother responded passionately, her tongue meeting his lips and teeth. Tommy discovered the joy of
kissing and quickly intertwined his tongue with hers.

Soon, he turned his head.

"Come with me." Tommy grabbed his mother and the nanny's hands and led them into the room.

"Lie down, let's have some fun."

"Good idea," his mother replied with a smile.

His penis, already experienced from Lisa's ministrations, was now back to its best.

*** *** *** ***

Tommy straddled his mother's lower abdomen, caressing her alabaster breasts, rubbing his penis between them. His penis
rubbed back and forth between her breasts, covered in warm, moist sweat, thoroughly lubricated.

His mother's face tilted forward, following Tommy's thrusts, her tongue skillfully licking the tip of his penis, leaving
no stone unturned .

The contact of her soft tongue sent electric currents coursing through the boy's legs, and Tommy felt his
entire body tense.

“Tommy, my dear son, shoot it on Mommy’s face, Mommy wants her son’s semen.”

With the mother’s moans, he began to ejaculate.

The mother tried to catch all the semen in her mouth, but some still splashed across her chin, too much to swallow
.

Tommy groaned again and began rubbing his mother’s nipples, causing her to writhe and
moan .

Lisa knelt beside him, her mind a jumble, unsure of what she was doing.

“Why don’t you lick Mommy clean, Lisa?” Tommy laughed.

Lisa hesitated, then bent down and began licking her mother.

“You like Mommy, Lisa. You should try your best to make Mommy feel good.” Then,
turning to her mother, he said, “Mommy, you also want to play with Lisa, are you willing to do everything you can to help this little whore
cum?”

With that command, the mother began to respond to the pleasure Lisa had just provided, pulling Lisa’s oval face
close and gently pressing her red lips against hers.

The two women licked each other's remaining semen, savoring the fishy smell on each other's faces.

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back to watch.

He sat on a recliner.

His mother had already taken off her underwear, then turned to her side and pulled Lisa to lie down beside her.

Lisa followed her mother's movement, falling into her arms and thrusting her chest forward. The two pairs of full breasts
rubbed against each other, as if competing with each other, or as if proudly displaying themselves to Tommy.

Not only their breasts, but the two women began to cross their legs, rubbing every sensual part of their bodies together, becoming
a rolling female entity.

When they tugged at each other's tender nipples, they created a wonderful and melodious rhythm.

"Mmm! Mmm!"

"Ah! Ah!"

"Oh! Oh!"

The sounds rang out together, almost indistinguishable from who was moaning.

In the end, his mother reached orgasm first, which finally proved who had the loudest moans. She shook her head violently
, clenching her teeth tightly in the waves of orgasm.

Following closely behind his mother, the nanny also reached her climax, screaming wildly, her long hair
flying .

They clung to each other, tightly embracing in their climax. Finally, they both finished their climax together, collapsing into
each other 's arms.

Tommy was smug about his new skill; he no longer needed to masturbate, and from now on, his mother would serve
all his needs.

Oh! No… the boy grinned.

Lisa would also be used often, like today, and more and more…

Chapter Two: Mother – Sex Education Between Mother and Son

Tommy woke up in the recliner, rubbing his eyes. The first thing he saw was
his mother and Lisa lying on the large bed in the bedroom.

Everything that had happened last night, it wasn't a dream… The two women were naked, embracing each other, their necks intertwined
tightly as they slept.

Tommy's last memory of last night was of Lisa bringing his mother to orgasm while he retreated to the recliner to watch,
falling asleep without realizing it, and they were asleep too.

It was five in the morning, and Tommy still had time to do some chores. He thought about going to the living room to put back on the clothes he'd taken off last night while playing cards with
Lisa . But then he changed his mind.

Since his father's death, he and his mother had lived on this small farm. It was a remote village, with
no neighbors and the trees providing cover, so no one could hear him. In such a pleasant environment, even if he
walked around naked on the farm, no one would see him.

It was Friday, and the school bus wouldn't arrive for another three hours. He also had some things he wanted to ask his mother, so
Tommy decided to get things done quickly without getting dressed, saving time.

He glanced at the two sleeping women. His mother's head was resting on Lisa's full breasts, and Lisa's smooth,
pink legs were tucked between her thighs by her mother, a seductive sight. Tommy smiled and told them to continue sleeping. Tommy went outside. It was a warm morning, but the cool air brushing against his bare bottom and the feeling of his penis dangling

in the air still felt strange. 　　The soft soil of the yard covered his toes with each step. 　　As Tommy entered the stable, he felt a jolt. He pushed open the latch, turned on the light, and was somewhat amused to find his penis glistening with a strange liquid. 　　Tommy shrugged, picked up the feeding bucket, made sure the young black horse, Chiba, had enough water, gave it some fresh hay and a bucket of oats, then herded the sheep to the pasture and fed the other horses. 　　When he finished all his work and returned to the house, Tommy smelled bacon and went inside curiously. Lisa was still sleeping naked, while his mother, wearing her pink satin robe, was cooking breakfast by the stove. 　　"Mommy?" Tommy greeted her with a smile, but the smile vanished the moment his mother turned around. 　　"Tommy! You... why are you running around naked! Are you looking for a beating again?" 　　"Mommy, don't you remember..." Tommy was shocked and before he could say anything, his mother had already grabbed him.

A burning pain immediately shot through his wrist and bare bottom.

"Mommy! Stop!!!"

Tommy cried, tears streaming down his face as his mother grabbed him. He expected a severe beating, but nothing
happened.

He opened his eyes, tears still rolling down his cheeks, but his mother simply stood there, expressionless,
one hand holding him, the other raised high in the air.

"Let me go!" Before he could struggle, his mother released him, and he fell to the ground.

Tommy rubbed his aching bottom, trying to piece together what had happened. Then he remembered—his mother obviously didn't remember
last night ; he had told her to forget everything!

But he had also told her that even if their eyes didn't meet, she still had to obey orders.

Tommy rubbed his bottom; the marks where his mother had hit him were red and swollen. However, it was clear that,
apart from his commands, his mother acted as usual, a normal mother.

He moved closer to his mother.

“Look at me, Mommy!” Mom turned her head, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders. Looking into her son's
burning red eyes, her expression became even more serene, and she instinctively opened her mouth.

Tommy gently kissed her, using the method he'd learned the night before, slipping his tongue into her mouth. His mother
's tongue immediately returned the kiss passionately, sucking and licking. Then, Tommy felt the traces of fluid on his penis begin to dry. Somewhat
surprised, he noticed the same traces around his mother's lips and immediately stopped the passionate kiss.

“What did you make for breakfast?”

“Bacon, scrambled eggs with juice, and toast,” Mom replied with a smile, immediately going back to continue cooking.

“Mommy, from now on, no matter when you see me at home without clothes, don't be
surprised.”

Mom frowned. “Tommy, you can't just strip naked like that; it's very ill-mannered.”

Tommy sighed again; why was he encountering obstacles again?

“Mommy!” She looked at him again, her voice even more determined. “The farm animals aren’t
wearing clothes either, so as long as no one sees, it’s okay, understand?”

Mom seemed to think for a moment, then nodded and went back to cook.

Tommy wanted to tell Mom to make a chocolate cake for breakfast, but then he thought about it again. Mom was
an adult and knew many things he didn’t. If he gave orders casually, others might see through him
and stop him. He had already enjoyed so much fun last night and absolutely couldn’t lose it.

So, he said nothing.

*** *** *** ***

After Mom finished breakfast with him, there was still plenty of time; the bus wouldn’t arrive for another two hours.

Tommy wiped his mouth, remembering the unfinished part of last night, and his heart began to stir again. He glanced at Mom and thought
she was wearing too many clothes.

“Mom, can you throw away that annoying robe?”

Tommy abandoned the title “Mommy.” He felt he should start acting a little more manly from now on.

Mom jumped up, angrily saying, "Tommy! If you say that again, I swear, I'll
wash your mouth with soap!"

Tommy sighed. How could he have been so stupid as to use a pleading tone again? Oh well, he had to gradually get used to this
new power.

He shifted his gaze again. "Mom, it's warm now. If you don't take off that robe, you'll
feel very hot."

Mom sat down, and soon she couldn't help but glance at her collar, starting to fan herself. Tommy
watched her eat while chewing on his smoked pork.

"It really is hot, isn't it?" he said.

Mom nodded, untying the bow at her chest. Tommy smiled as he watched the robe slip off Mom's shoulders. Just
as he expected, there was nothing there... well, at least the half on the table was bare.

But her full breasts were completely exposed to Tommy's eyes. Tommy stared at his mother, unable to eat, while she
seemed completely oblivious.

"Mommy, why do women have breasts and men don't?"

Mom smiled and said, "You'll understand when you grow up."

Tommy didn't like this. He hated that after last night, his mother still treated him like a little boy.

“Mommy…remember this from now on, when I ask you a question, you have to answer.” Tommy slammed his hand on the table.
“Right now!”

His mother seemed to be considering, her heart pounding for a moment…

“Tommy, you have breasts, just not as big.”

“Why?”

“Because men don’t produce milk.”

“You produce milk?” Tommy asked in surprise, “Like a cow?”

His mother frowned, trying to explain, “Tommy, women aren’t animals…but all mammals
produce milk. Remember when your cat had kittens?”

“I remember,” Tommy said, “but you wouldn’t let me see.”

“Hmm, but do you remember how the mother cat took care of her kittens?”

Tommy nodded, “When I was a baby, did you take care of me like that, Mommy?”

Recalling the joy of raising children, his mother closed her eyes, sighed softly, and her chest relaxed a little.
“Yes, Tommy.”

Seizing this opening, Tommy leaned closer to the table, his fingers gently sliding to his mother’s nipple. “Does
this feel good?”

She nodded again.

“Mom…tell me what sex is?” Tommy said. “You’d be happy to tell me…you want
to tell me…and show me…I want to know what to do when I’m with Lisa.”

His mother stood up without a word. Tommy looked at the soft red pubic hair between her legs and below, and also at
the tender entrance where Lisa had entered the night before.

His mother took his hand and led him to the bedroom where Lisa was sleeping.

Tommy smiled. “Lying on that recliner, your arms feel like lead, and your legs too. You
feel so tired, you can’t move…”

His mother lay down, and Tommy helped her spread her legs, gazing at the soft mound of flesh.

“Mom, what’s this?” he said, playing with her lips. When the first mouth touched her bright red nipple…
He listened with satisfaction to his mother's voice, his sensitive nipples quickly becoming engorged.

"Tommy, that's Mommy's vulva, um, Tommy... Mommy feels... very... very
good..."

It really felt good, in a daze, with an incredible aphrodisiac effect. As soon as his mother sat down,
a trickle of fluid began to flow from her opening.

Tommy smiled and said, "Is that your cunt, your wet cunt?"

His mother frowned again, "That's a vulgar word, but some people call it that."

"Mom, from now on, you must completely forget that you've ever heard the word 'vagina,' and likewise, you must never remember
the words 'breasts' or 'buttocks.' You can use any other word, but not these
three . Now, what is this?"

His mother began to answer, her brows furrowed.

"This is... my... pussy, yes, that's it. Mommy's little pussy. Or if my good
son likes, he can call it 'little hole.'"

Hearing his mother say this, Tommy suppressed a laugh, his erection growing even harder.

"So, this whole thing is called a vagina?"

"Whole thing what?"

Mom paused, then said, "No, this is called a cunt."

Tommy touched his mother's saliva; it was sticky, and he shook his hand away.

Mom whispered, "This is... secretions, secreted when a woman is stimulated..."

Tommy smiled; he didn't intend to use such a boring term.

"Wrong, Mom, this is vaginal fluid, slutty fluid. Only particularly slutty women have this, especially
a slut like you."

"Tommy!" Mom said angrily, "You can't say your mother is... a slut... that's...
is..."

Before Mom could finish, Tommy interrupted, "I said you're a slut, and you are. You'd be
happy to be my only slutty mother, understand? Whore!"

Mom's cheeks flushed red; she wanted to say something more, but Tommy's hand had already reached her buttocks and gently pinched them.

“Oh! Tommy!”

“And this? What’s it called?”

“This is… the anus… it’s where living things excrete… it’s very dirty…”

“It’s where you poop, Mommy, right?”

“Tommy!” Mommy cried out angrily, trying to raise her hand, but she couldn’t. Tommy shook his head and said, “From now on,
that place is called the asshole, not the anus, understand?”

When Tommy’s fingers teased her thick labia, Mommy couldn’t help but close her eyes. “What you’re touching… is
Mommy ’s petals, or you could call it labia… they’re very sensitive.”

Tommy laughed again.

“Show me again, where do I put my penis when I’m fucking you?”

Mommy slowly raised her arm, as if it weighed a ton, and she parted the fine red hairs on both sides of her labia.
Tommy noticed that Lisa had woken up, was kneeling in front of him, smiled slightly, and reached out to comb her long, black hair.

“There are two passages, Tommy. One is where Mommy peees.”

Mom pointed to the back of her vulva, then moved her finger forward, tapping twice a short distance away. Tommy saw a small
pink hole with a tiny fleshy bud at the top.

“This is where you put your penis.”

Curious, Tommy inserted one finger to probe, while rubbing the bud with the other. The
moment he moved , Mom gasped violently, as if in pain.

“What is this?” Tommy asked with concern.

“That’s my clitoris, Tommy. It’s my sensitive spot for orgasms, like the
glans .”

“The tip of what?”

“Your penis.” Mom answered, pointing to Tommy’s erect penis.

“Mom, Lisa, you have to forget the word 'penis.'”

Lisa nodded quickly, adding, “It’s a popsicle.”

Tommy smiled; he had already told her to think of it as a popsicle. That way, she would suck harder.

Mom looked at Lisa, utterly confused.

“It’s a penis, and from now on, this thing will be called a penis.” Tommy paused, then laughed. “
What’s under my penis, Lisa?”

Lisa laughed. “Your testicles, Tommy.”

Mom tried to get up, but couldn’t, so she remained in the chair, angrily saying, “Don’t use
those , you stupid slut! Those are his scrotum and testicles.”

Tommy laughed heartily; soon, Mom would forget those boring words.

“Mommy, I need to get ready for school. Lisa, are you going to school today?”

“No, Tommy,” she replied. “I have a plan for the weekend to… to…”

Tommy smiled; he had already told her to forget about her boyfriend, Roger.

“To be with me?”

Lisa frowned, then slowly nodded.

“Yes, that’s how it should be…”

“Great, Mom, my dick looks like a nutritious vitamin bar, help your son suck it
.”

Mom hesitated, “I can’t do that, Tommy, that’s disgusting. When your father was still alive, he
always liked to make me do this.”

Tommy was a little jealous. If his father had done it, why couldn’t he?

“You feel good now, Mommy. Do you remember how good Daddy tasted back then?”

Mom bit her lower lip and then moved it between her young son’s knees. Tommy put his hands behind his mother’s
head and felt her warm, smooth lips curl around his penis and begin to lick it.

“Good job, Mommy. Imagine you are a baby, suckling at your mother’s breast.”

Then, Tommy smiled at Lisa, “Lisa, are there any pornographic
bookstores near your college?”

Lisa nodded disgustedly.

“You must often want to go in…”

Lisa looked up at Tommy and said aggrievedly, “No, I didn’t!”

Tommy attracted her gaze again, and Lisa was once again immersed in the pleasure of the deep red pool. The boy chuckled, “
Deep down, these things excite you. You’re curious about those shops, aren’t you?”

Lisa nodded slowly, as if it were all a dream.

“Very good. Today, while I’m at school, you go there. I want you to pick out some interesting books
and magazines for us, the kind of things you usually really hate. Buy them, and Mommy will give you the money…”

Tommy’s words were cut short as his mother’s face was pressed against his inner thigh. He felt her delicate tongue caressing his
testicles, licking away the remaining fluid from his penis.

Tommy noticed that his mother’s vagina was also dripping with a strange liquid.

“Ah! Lisa… help Mommy…”

Lisa obediently inserted her fingers into his mother’s vagina, moving them in and out.

Tommy leaned closer to look, but his vision was obstructed by his mother’s pubic hair. He realized he was almost at the edge,
so he quickly pressed his mother’s face close to his penis, holding it there.

A spasm ran through his lower abdomen, and a gush of semen gushed into his mother’s mouth.

His mother continued to suck, and Tommy felt as if this woman was using his penis as a straw, sucking hard and
relentlessly , trying to drain every last drop of fluid from his scrotum.

A jolt of pleasure shot through Tommy, making him tremble and almost wet himself.

Finally, he released his mother.

Tommy made his mother and Lisa kneel before him, their heads fixed in his eyes. He saw their nipples
proudly erect, their legs spread wide, revealing a
view of their pubic hair, though obscured by it.

“From now on, when the three of us are alone, you’ll kneel like this. Mom, is there any way to get rid of the hair between your
legs ?”

his mother asked in a monotonous voice. “We can shave it off, Tommy.”

“No, I mean, can we make it never grow back?”

his mother didn’t answer.

“Lisa?”

Lisa looked into his eyes and answered at the same time.

“We can pull it out by the root… but that hurts.”

Tommy smiled slightly; he was getting hard again, but now it was time to get dressed for school.

“No matter how painful it is… it’s all worth it… you and Mommy both want to make me happy. And this will make
me very happy.”

Tommy said, “About pornographic books… Lisa, go over there and buy what I need. Mommy will give you
the money. Do you have a VCR?”

Lisa nodded.

“Okay. Bring the machine here, and bring some tapes too, I’ve been wanting to watch them.”

Tommy smiled at his mother as well, “You won’t mention this to anyone, you won’t even remember it.
But you’ll do it honestly, one by one.”

They nodded, and Tommy looked away as the two women quietly got dressed.

Mommy prepared lunch for Tommy, smiled at him, gently combed his hair, and saw her son off to wait for the school
bus.

“Have a good school day, Tommy! Don’t forget your sister will be home this weekend!”

Tommy paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, proudly hugged his mother, and kissed her.

“Mommy… your son loves you so much!”

His mother smiled back.

“Mommy loves you too, Tommy.”

Chapter Three: The Nanny – A Gentle Physical Caregiver

Tommy boarded the school bus, smiling at his mother who was waving from her long robe. As the bus started moving, he noticed his
friend Bowie had taken his seat.

“Guess what!” Tommy smiled.

“Guess what?”

“Do you remember Lisa?”

“Your big-breasted nanny? Yeah, I remember.” Bowie answered, brushing aside the short
brown .

“Hey, do you think I could have slept with her?”

“Impossible!” Bowie laughed. “You even made her bark like a dog.”

Tommy wasn’t familiar with that expression, but it sounded funny.

“You’re wrong, you idiot.”

“Are you going to tell me she had big breasts, or something?”

“Of course, much bigger than you think.” Tommy smiled. “And, not only that, I
slept her…”

Bowie laughed loudly.

“Yeah! In your daydream!”

“No! I really did.”

Bowie laughed so loudly that Tommy could barely hear himself.

Bowie is so annoying!

“Listen to me…”

Bao stopped laughing and turned to look at him. Tommy, angry, glared at him.

“If you don’t believe me, then just quietly masturbate over there.”

Tommy turned his head and looked out the window.

The road was a bit bumpy, but Tommy laughed when Samantha boarded at the next stop.

Samantha was a member of the school gymnastics team. She was looking around, wearing tight denim
shorts and a pink long-sleeved leotard, her long brown hair swaying gently down to her hips. When she saw the bus arrive
, she waved happily.

Many afternoons, Tommy had watched her practice gymnastics on the parallel bars, imagining
what lay beneath her pink thighs in her tight-fitting outfit.

Tommy waved to her, but Samantha turned her head away contemptuously.

Tommy wondered, why wouldn’t she look him in the eye?

Was it the distance?

How could he get her to look at him?

Samantha was carrying many books when Tommy leaned down to whisper to Bowie how perky her ass was. Suddenly, the girl behind
them started screaming.

Tommy turned around and was startled to see Bowie holding his penis in his hand, thrusting it in and out.

"Damn it! Bowie, stop!"

Bowie stopped, looking bewildered at his hands and the penis in his palm.
Before Tommy could explain, the bus driver had already arrived at the school.

Poor Bowie was dragged off the bus by the driver and pulled towards the school, muttering, "
What ?"

*** *** *** ***

At lunchtime, Bowie returned, and Tommy ate with him.

“You’re in big trouble this time.”

“It’s alright,” Bob replied. “They talked to me about sex…you know, the kind of
things Mom, Dad, and teachers don’t really want to talk about…”

Tommy nodded.

“Yeah.” He remembered his mother’s reaction last night, still shaken. “My mommy doesn’t like this
topic .”

Before he could finish speaking, Samantha walked by, and Tommy immediately stood up and followed her, hoping
to get her attention.

But he was unlucky; he ran into her brother—David.

“Hey, you brat. Where do you think you’re going? Get your thieving eyes off my sister…”

David said, punching Tommy in the stomach!

“Otherwise, you might have an accident, or something else…”

Enraged, Tommy glared back at David, whose eyes immediately went blank, and the boy regained
the upper hand.

“Speaking of accidents, David, do you feel like you need to pee now?”

Without another word, David’s pants were immediately soaked, and urine dripped onto the floor.

“What happened?” David exclaimed, looking at his crotch.

He glanced at Tommy, his face paled, and he turned and ran to the restroom. Tommy left quickly, and in the lobby, he
saw David crying in the arms of a female teacher.

Tommy smiled and left.

Slowly, the afternoon passed, and when the final bell rang, Tommy entered the gymnasium and hid in his usual secluded
spot.

From the high, open-air stands, he could peek at Samantha practicing without fear of being discovered.

She was only a little older than Tommy, and her developing breasts, compared to her mother and Lisa, were just two small mounds,
but he still stared intently.

Samantha was practicing a leg-over-the-head pose, one leg over her head, and in the movement, Tommy saw the small pink slit
between .

Her denim shorts were off, and her tight-fitting clothes clung firmly to the girl's body, her feet and legs exposed.

Looking at Samantha, Tommy thought of the two people waiting at home.

In their new "growing process," he should be careful not to offer too many "opinions." Tommy
wanted them to retain their own minds, not just sit there like dolls… Of course, it's fine to be like that occasionally.

But how could he get them to obey his every whim while appearing perfectly normal on the surface?
The incident with Paul had proven that if he didn't handle things properly, it could lead to big trouble.

And then there was the matter of getting Samantha… She would be one of his trophies, to be displayed prominently in
a showcase to flaunt his spoils.

His mother had said women weren't animals.

Hmm… animals, beasts…

Tommy began to imagine.

*** *** *** ***

Tommy took the school bus home, and on the bus, he already had a plan.

If successful, he could control his mother and nanny, so they would retain their original
personalities but genuinely love every aspect of him.

And then there was his sister coming home…

Tommy frowned at the thought of his sister. Compared to others, this little sister he'd grown up with was
different; he hadn't decided what to do yet.

Oh well, he'd think about it later!

When he got home, it was at least several hours before his sister Lingling arrived.

Tommy ran back from the bus stop, bursting through the door shouting, "Mom!? Lisa?!"

His voice trailed off, completely unprepared for this scene.

Two women were in the front room, their snow-white bodies, their exposed genitals completely smooth, without a single
pubic hair.

The smooth, pink vulva exuded a breathtaking beauty, captivating Tommy's gaze. Both vulvas were
a deep red, all pubic hair plucked from the root.

His mother lay on the bed, Lisa on top of her, thirstily licking her mother's vulva.

Beside them were not only Lisa's VCR; there was also a tripod, a high-definition camera, and
a mountain of tapes.

Half of the tapes were blank, the other half covered with images of naked men and women; there was also a pile of magazines, with
strange designs that even Tommy couldn't recognize.

"Lisa! What are you doing!?"

Lisa looked up, a tired expression on her face.

“Make your mother orgasm…do whatever she wants.”

Tommy looked at the two sweaty women, while his mother, languidly smiling seductively at
him, began to move.

“How’s school? Tommy.”

Last night, Tommy had told Lisa to make his mother orgasm by any means necessary.

Tommy sat down, his heart pounding.

“Mommy, Lisa, look at me.”

The two women sat up with smiles, their smiles freezing instantly. Tommy moved closer, staring at
them .

“Listen carefully.”

They both nodded slowly, his mother still panting.

Tommy considered for a moment, then said, “Mom, if the neighbors see me having sex with you,
what ?”

His mother answered blankly, “They’ll call the police.”

“What will the police do?”

“They’ll arrest me…and put me in jail.”

“You want that?” His

mother shook her head, slowly saying “no.” He locked both women’s eyes in his.

“Lisa,” he smiled, “what will the police do to you?”

“They’ll lock me up…”

“That’s right.” Tommy said, “You’ll lose everything.”

Lisa nodded slowly.

“You want to do that?”

Both women shook their heads and said “no.”

“Okay. We might get discovered, but you don’t want that either, so you can’t do anything that would ruin
our relationship, right?”

The two women nodded. Tommy moved closer and pulled over a chair.

“Kneel down!”

they responded and knelt.

“Spread your legs.”

Mother and Lisa parted their knees, giving Tommy a superior view of their swollen, moist lips.

“Put your hands on your knees, palms up. You’ll find this position very, very comfortable. In fact,
you can stay in this position for hours without getting tired. When you use ordinary furniture, any
kind , you’ll feel hungry and burning… even in a bed… only by leaning against me, only by snuggling in
my arms, can you feel comfortable.”

The two women nodded hurriedly.

“Lisa, Mother, you remember Chiba, our black pony, right?”

“Yes.” Their voices were almost dreamlike.

“What do we use Chiba for?”

“To seduce.” Mother answered.

“Tell me, a mare has a cunt, right?”

The two nodded.

“A mare has breasts?”

The two nodded even more emphatically.

“A mare has a mouth, eyes, and can breathe air?”

Mother and Lisa nodded.

Tommy took a deep breath, intertwined his fingers, and moved closer, piercing their eyes.

"And you have all these things too?"

"Yes."

"What's a mare for?"

The two women asked in unison. "To be fucked, to let the stallion impregnate."

"Then what are women for?"

A long silence fell over the room.

"You women are like mares."

The two women were still struggling with their reason.

Tommy didn't press further, but simply reached out and caressed the nipples on their bare breasts, watching the women
pant at his touch.

"We... are... for... to be fucked by stallions, for breeding."

Tommy smiled contentedly.

"I am the stallion," the boy said smugly, "and you are the mares, with cunts, breasts, and the ability
to breathe , to let the stallion impregnate you."

The two women nodded.

“The meaning of your lives is to arouse my lust, to do what I like, so that I will be interested in
you and lay my seed on both of you. When I don’t favor you, you must remain
thirsty, but no matter how thirsty you are, you are not allowed to do anything else without me.”

The two women nodded.

Tommy decided that this was enough for now. He had heard them; the repeated commands solidified their logic. He
looked away .

His mother and Lisa smiled.

“How was school today, Tommy?”

Tommy smiled, gently caressing his mother’s breasts.

“Mom, I can see your bare pussy.”

His mother smiled back. “That’s not my pussy, my dear son. It’s yours.”

Lisa helped him take off his shirt and gently kissed his ear.

“What do we have here?”

His mother knelt down and took off his shoes, while Tommy picked up a magazine.

On the cover was a woman with white ropes binding her arms behind her back, another rope spreading her legs apart
. Her breasts were wrapped and bound, bruised like two swollen black spheres.

“What is this?”

Lisa leaned closer, a playful smile on her face.

“It’s bondage. Do you like it?”

On the next page, a man used his fingers to part her labia, just like his mother had done that morning.

“This is quite interesting. Why did you choose this?”

Lisa laughed and snuggled into his arms.

“I think we can, you know, tie up your mother… do you like it this way? This way, she
can’t nag you about what you should and shouldn’t do.”

Tommy grinned.

On the next page, a man was thrusting into a woman, but he wasn’t penetrating her vagina; he was fucking her anus
.

“Lisa, bend over and let me see your butt.”

Lisa didn’t say a word and obediently did as she was told. Tommy was surprised; the girl not only bent over but also spread
her buttocks open.

Tommy looked at the hole… well, he’d lost interest.

“That’s enough.”

Lisa sat down again.

Tommy thought to himself that his command wasn’t complete.

“Lisa,” he said, “you and Mom are the same; help each other pluck the hair around your anus.
I don’t like it when it’s all messy, understand?”

The two women nodded.

When his mother unzipped his pants and touched his erect penis, Tommy stood up and picked up
a small package next to him. The thing looked like a plastic sleeve, just the right size to fit a finger.

“What’s this?” Tommy asked.

His mother leaned against him, caressing her son’s bare nipples.

“It’s a condom,” his mother said. “That way, you won’t let us get pregnant.”

Tommy shook his head in confusion. “Pregnant? You mean, get a woman pregnant?”

The two women nodded with a smile.

“Lisa, did I get you pregnant when we…”

“That depends on luck, Tommy… I don’t think so, but maybe.”

Tommy’s eyes widened.

“I… I don’t know. I’m sorry!”

Lisa looked at him strangely.

“It’s okay, I don’t think it’ll happen on the first try either.”

Tommy almost groaned loudly as the two women began licking his toes.

He picked up another magazine, opened it, and was quite surprised to find it contained images of pregnant, naked women. Tommy
quickly flipped through a few pages, and as he did so, his penis became hot and hard.

When he recovered from the shock, Tommy found himself enjoying…
the feeling … Then he looked at Lisa… and… his own mother.

“Mommy, you often wanted another daughter.”

“No, Tommy, please don’t do this.” Hearing Tommy’s words, Mom collapsed to
the ground , shaking her head frantically.

Tommy drew her gaze and repeated, “Mommy, you want to have another daughter.”

The resistance in Mommy’s voice truly startled Tommy.

“No, Tommy. That responsibility is too great.”

Tommy tried again.

“Mommy, you won’t get pregnant.”

“I will, Tommy, I know you will make me pregnant.” Mommy cried out, “I’m not
human, I’m just a mare, look, Mommy has become so horny.” As she spoke, Mommy deliberately parted her legs,
and a trickle of fluid flowed down her thighs.

Tommy couldn’t think… He hadn’t fully grasped Mommy yet, and her hairless genitals were so
alluring…

Then, he had an idea.

“Mom, you’re sleepy now, very sleepy.”

Mommy’s eyelids drooped.

“You’ll fall into a deep sleep and won’t wake up on your own unless I wake you.”

Tommy watched his mother lying on one side, her breasts tilted to the other.

He smiled again.

“Lisa, weren’t you going to tie Mommy up? Let me see what you’re going to do!”

Tommy sat on the back of the recliner, enjoying the spectacle once more.

Lisa immediately chose a leather collar.

“Here, you filthy bitch, you want to fuck your own son… Come on,
do it like a bitch.”

Tommy laughed as he watched Lisa lock the collar over his mother’s pale throat.

“I loved the way you talked just now, Lisa.”

He thought Lisa might have orgasmed standing there after hearing that compliment.

Next, she picked up a gag and shoved the golf ball-like thing into her mother’s mouth, then locked
the strap behind her head.

Then, Lisa dragged her mother to the center of the room, where six pillars supported the weight of the house.

Lisa tied a slipknot, wrapping the rope around her mother's wrists and ankles several times, binding her
tightly into a "T" shape.

Tommy knelt between his mother's legs, curiously watching the mound of flesh that aroused his intense interest. He knew he
had the whole weekend to experiment and play with his new toy.

When Tommy curiously parted his mother's soft labia, Lisa was binding her breasts. During the morning lesson
, this vulva, which his mother had touched with her fingers, was still beautiful, only now, without pubic hair, it became even more
alluring .

Tommy felt he had completely grasped his mother's last private place and was about to expose all her secrets. Because she had just played with Lisa, her vulva was very wet and soft, and even though she was fast asleep, his mother moaned as

he touched it . 　　Tommy noticed that her toes were unconsciously curling and straightening; before Lisa bound his mother, he had never noticed how sexy bare feet could be. 　　He stroked his mother's lower abdomen, following the curves to the edge of her vulva, and then moved further down. He found it incredibly amusing, and his mother couldn't stop him. 　　By this time, Lisa had wrapped the rope around his mother's chest six times, making her smooth breasts hard and tight. 　　Tommy tested the feel; they were incredibly elastic, all the blood squeezed to the nipples, making them look exceptionally alluring . 　　He smiled at Lisa, "You can use her to please yourself… I only need to fuck her cunt, the rest is yours." 　　Lisa nodded happily, removed the gag, straddled the unconscious woman's body, parted her labia, spread her legs, and leaned down to sit on her mother's face. 　　Now, Tommy was excited, trying to figure out how to get his mother pregnant. 　　He leaned forward, pressing his head against his mother's smooth, naked lips. Lisa slid back and forth, streams of vaginal fluid washing over his mother's face, and Tommy finally inserted his erect penis into her. 　　It felt good to be tied up like this; later, he would make his mother like it this way. However, at this moment, he simply wanted to fuck this woman's cunt. 　　Tommy began pushing against his young buttocks. His mother wasn't as tight as Lisa, but her warm, smooth flesh still clung firmly to his penis. 　　His lower abdomen pressed against his mother's, while Lisa's plump, heart-shaped buttocks were directly in front of him. 　　"Oh! My little Tommy," Lisa moaned, "Lisa is going to offer you her most prized possession ." 　　Lisa turned her head, proactively thrusting out her large breasts. Tommy sucked her nipples into his mouth, his tongue teasing the tender flesh of her peaks, while his lower body thrust even harder, his penis completely swallowed by her lower abdomen. 　　As he swayed his hips, vigorously pumping in and out of the unconscious woman's vagina, Lisa grabbed . 　　During the thrusting, the unconscious mother seemed to sense something, her face streaked with sweat and tears, groaning softly. 　　"No… Tommy… You can't fuck Mommy… You can't ejaculate… Mommy doesn't want to get pregnant… Mommy doesn't want to have your child…" 　　Her voice was muffled by Lisa, not very clear, and besides, it was too late now. 　　Tommy was furious. Suddenly, a familiar feeling gripped him, and his penis spurted out saliva, shooting a thick stream of hot semen into his mother's vagina. 　　Tommy chuckled softly. He knew his mother couldn't change anything now. 　　"I came out of here... guess what? Mommy... your son is home!" 　　Tommy groaned, stimulated by the thought, another wave of semen surging into his mother's womb. He heard Lisa reach orgasm on his mother's face, and without pulling out, he left his softened penis inside her. 　　"Is she... is she pregnant? Now," Tommy gasped. 　　Lisa smiled at him, kissing the boy's lips, letting his tongue explore her mouth. 　　When they stopped, she said, "You can't know right away, it'll take some time." 　　Tommy smiled. 　　"No problem at all," Tommy said. "We'll have plenty of time." 　　　　　　　　　　Chapter Four: Sister - The Bleeding Blood of Virginity

Tommy lay on top of his mother, trying to catch his breath. He rested his head between her breasts, their rounded shape
slick with sweat and saliva.

Lisa sat in front of him, straddling his mother's face, the soft flesh between her legs still rubbing against her nose and mouth.

Lisa was lost in pleasure, drenched in fragrant sweat. Tommy knew that neither of the
two , and he had been with these two unwashed men all day.

Tommy shook his head, trying not to think about it, and moved closer to his mother.

His penis was still soft, but the feeling of being deeply buried in his mother's vagina, though the vaginal walls weren't
as tight after orgasm, was still very pleasant, and her hairless lower abdomen felt wonderful.

He rested his head on his mother's chest, looking at her hands.

Lisa had made him lie on the ground, bound in a "spread-eagle" position, the ropes digging deep into her wrists.

He whispered in his mother's ear again, gently ordering her to sleep.

Tommy chuckled, realizing that he still needed his mother in certain places; he wasn't mature enough, and didn't quite
know how to be an adult.

But from today onward, he would put this woman on the bed, using her as a perfect tool for sexual gratification, for
nothing more than penetration and impregnation.

“Mom, you’re mine now,” Tommy said, playing with his mother’s body, finding it amusing. “Girls
love playing with dolls, and right, Mom, you’re my flesh doll.”

Lisa giggled beside him; she knew a more fitting term, “rubber doll.”

After a while, Tommy stood up, withdrew from his mother’s vagina, and sat back in the recliner, watching
everything .

Some of his semen dripped from her tender labia, the white liquid flowing over her bright red petals,
incredibly alluring.

His mother would never grow those annoying hairs again; she had completely removed them, one by one, pulled out by
the root , entirely according to his own will… Was it a will?

It was an order!

Tommy laughed again. Lisa was diligently arousing herself on his sleeping mother, her moans echoing throughout the
room .

The boy bent down and wiped away the slowly flowing fluid from his mother's vulva, once again
marveling at its softness.

He couldn't understand why he couldn't get his mother to agree to have another child, but it didn't matter.

With his gentle, curious touch, his mother moaned softly, and Lisa immediately responded passionately,
covering .

"I'll know later," Tommy thought to himself. "There'll be plenty of time. I can also
knock Mom unconscious; she can't stop me."

He smiled, imagining his mother's belly growing, while also calculating how long it would take for a woman to give
birth .

Lisa's moans brought him back to reality. Tommy buried himself in the beanbag chair, watching.

"You just had an orgasm, didn't you, Lisa?"

Lisa's pretty face flushed red, and she said shyly yet boldly, "Tommy, you told me you hoped I
would ."

"Yes, that's right, but what I mean is, do you really like doing this?"

Tommy felt something was off, something that didn't seem to stem from his control.

“Tommy, I…I know you made me do this,” Lisa whispered. “I don’t know why
this happened, and I don’t know why I like doing so much for you, but I know I don’t usually do this
.”

Tommy smiled slightly, his red eyes instinctively fixed on her.

“Tell me the truth. You think you can get away with this, so you did it?”

Lisa nodded slowly. Tommy turned his eyes to the pile of magazines Lisa had ordered him to buy,
noticing a small pile of brown paper bags.

Lisa followed his gaze, catching sight of the bags, and her face flushed again.

Tommy picked up the bags. His mother was still tied to the ground, unconscious, her once-proud red hair now completely
soaked with Lisa’s fluids.

Taking the magazines out of the brown paper bags, Tommy saw four women on the cover: two licking each other, and the other
two urinating in front of them.

“Lisa! Is this what I made you buy?”

Lisa was too frightened to move.

Tommy recognized that expression; it was the same
fear .

“Tommy, I…I’m so sorry…”

Tommy smiled. He was pleased that Lisa had bought these things, clearly not because of his control, but
because of something deep and dirty within her—in other words, this girl possessed a quality he desperately needed.

“Lisa, I want to make a promise with you.”

She looked up at him, her beautiful, tender vulva pressed comfortably against her mother’s nose.

“You help me and Mom, do everything you can to get me hard. I mean, you become completely obsessed with my
body , and then I’ll give you a gift.”

Lisa seemed somewhat confused, torn apart by her inner desires.

She was being asked to completely obey Tommy, not as an order, but out of her own heart’s desire.

Tommy moved closer, gently placing his fingers on Lisa’s warm, sweaty breasts, causing her to
arch her back in pleasure.

She stared intently at the little boy’s penis.

“Tommy, I don’t…”

Tommy whispered in his mother’s ear, “Mom, you dreamt you were kissing me, please kiss me.”

His mother, as if passionately kissing Tommy, actively extended her tongue to stir and suck on Lisa’s labia
. Stimulated, Lisa moaned again.

“You see, Lisa, I can make you very happy.”

Lisa considered this, and Tommy could see the pleasure rising within her through her eyes.

This was a serious consideration.

“I will completely possess you…”

“Okay, okay,” Lisa moaned, “Tommy, you win… I’m yours… and please, make sure
she doesn’t stop!”

Tommy chuckled.

“Don’t worry, I’m going to play sega for a while now. You can do whatever you like with Mom,
but don’t hurt her.”

*** *** *** ***

The day was drawing to a close.

After Lisa had completely vented, Tommy woke his mother up, and then he went to Bowie's house to play.

Before leaving, Tommy went to a pile of leather items and found a soft leather collar.

"Good, Lisa," he said, "this is your reward for what you did today."

With that, he fastened the collar around his mother's throat.

"Mommy, you have to fulfill any request Lisa makes. She looks very beautiful, and when you obey her and
orgasm with her, you'll experience unprecedented excitement. I'm putting a collar on you because you like
to serve her like a puppy, and you don't mind at all."

His mother resisted, but Tommy's gaze intimidated her.

By the time Tommy returned home, it was almost time for his sister Lingling to arrive.

The mother wore a sexy silk robe that barely covered her buttocks; with every step, her snow-white bottom swayed alluringly
. Lisa wore a leather bra and panties bought from a store, wild and charming; her large breasts
bulged from the bra's holes, made even more prominent and eye-catching by the binding. They both wanted to do something special for Tommy
.

The mother heard the door close and the soft voice of her six-year-old daughter.

Lisa hid a satisfied smile, watching the young girl with blonde hair and eyes as
bright skip and hop into the room.

Her brother, Tommy, was half a head taller than her, just reaching Lisa's chin, his eyes meeting his mother's
nipples .

Lingling was dressed in a standard church school uniform: a white shirt with a black sweater, a green plaid tweed
skirt , black socks, and gleaming black knee-high boots.

She stopped, somewhat surprised by the scene in the room; there was a strange smell permeating it,
not unpleasant, but truly odd.

Mom stood there, dressed as if for a pajama party. Next to her stood Tommy's nanny, dressed
even more strangely in a leather bikini, her breasts swaying precariously.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Mom chuckled. "Come in, Honey. We're going to teach you something."

Lingling entered the room, her long blonde hair almost touching the floor. She sat down beside her mother, puzzled.

"What is it? Why are you dressed like that?"

"Honey, do you know what sex is?"

Lingling blushed, nodding obediently. The nuns never talked about it; it was only whispered among classmates—
a forbidden topic at school.

Mom continued, smoothing her daughter's blonde hair.

"I think it's time to give you some sex education, darling."

Lingling smiled innocently; she knew this day would come, but it still surprised her.

Lisa sat on the floor, on Lingling's other side—for some reason, all furniture made her
uncomfortable—and gently began to stroke Lingling's legs.

“Do you have any problems with this?” her mother asked.

Lingling considered for a moment.

“Hmm… what is sex? I mean, what’s so great about sex? I only know that it makes
babies …”

Her mother smiled, embracing her daughter and pressing her against her chest.

“Lingling, sex is the most wonderful feeling in the world.”

Lingling was so shocked that she didn’t notice Lisa lifting her skirt, or her mother’s hand slipping inside her
shirt from behind.

“Are you still a virgin, Lingling?” her mother asked casually.

Stunned, Lingling nodded blankly.

“Of course…” Hearing her daughter’s answer, a strange joy appeared in her mother’s eyes.

Suddenly, Lingling felt something slipping between her legs. When she turned her head to look down, she saw Lisa’s hand gently
caressing her sensitive, tender petals.

Lingling froze, but her mother’s gentle voice continued.

“That’s good. Mom is proud of you. Ever since your daddy died… Mom needs you to help
Tommy .”

“Tommy?” she asked. “Why? Did something happen to your brother?”

Lingling felt the heat emanating from Lisa’s fingers, gently rubbing against her most sensitive spot.

Her mother smiled. “That’s what I wanted to ask you, because you’re so mature now. Do you know
the differences between a man’s and a woman’s body?”

Lingling blushed. “No, not really…” Lingling

’s voice trailed off as Lisa’s playful fingers danced inside her skirt.

Her mother smiled. “I want you to go find your brother, and you two take off your clothes… and then he’ll
tell you the differences.”

Lingling couldn’t believe her ears.

“Mom, you want me to take off my clothes in front of my brother?”

She was very close to her brother; in fact, he was her closest relative in the world. But…
to take off my clothes in front of my brother… Oh my God!

“Mommy, that…that won’t do…”

“Why not? Didn’t you bathe together when you were little? You saw it then, what’s
the difference now?”

“No…brother…is a boy…and he’s my brother…the nuns at school taught him that too.” Lingling
shook her head, unable to quite put her finger on what was wrong, but from what the nuns had taught her, she vaguely
knew it was a grave sin.

Her mother warmly embraced her, allowing Lisa to slip her head under the little girl’s skirt.

“Honey, there’s nothing to be ashamed of about sex, and babies aren’t so easy to create. I know
what those nuns taught you, but Mommy believes they were all wrong.”

Lingling felt Lisa’s tongue.

Suddenly, half of her wanted to cover her ears and run away, but the other half…she had seen her brother’s bare
chest and remembered the thrill.

And her mother said it was okay.

Lingling heard the door slam shut behind her. Tommy walked through the kitchen into the room.

“Mom, what do I do next?”

Her mother smiled and kissed her daughter’s lips. A kiss unlike any a mother would give left Lingling stunned, and
And even stranger.

Lisa pulled her head back, thinking to herself, "It's so easy to stimulate a child's hormones."

"Why ask so many questions? Just do whatever your brother says," her mother replied.

*** *** *** ***

Tommy sat in his chair, considering his sister's future. Lingling had always been very close to him, and the siblings
had a very good relationship. Tommy had always doted on his sister, although he had once felt a flutter in
his heart . However, before that, he had never had any romantic feelings for this girl. He had even
fought with others to protect Lingling when they were young.

He couldn't help but wonder, should he make Lingling like his mother? Now, his sister was likely his only
family. This was different from his mother's situation; this wasn't self-defense. If he harmed his sister, it would simply be an act of
violence.

Thinking of all the things they had done together growing up, the boy hesitated, unsure of what to do, his feelings for his sister, and
the education they had received.

But another thought immediately surfaced in his mind.

This body…

Did he want this body, like his mother's, to writhe and moan beneath him, maturing day by day?

Did he want this body to develop beautiful curves from bearing his brother's child?

Did he want this body to stay by his side forever, at his beck and call?

And the answer to these questions was yes.

Yes!

Because she was his sister, and sooner or later he would witness this little girl getting a boyfriend, falling into some
man 's arms, letting him undress her and do whatever he wanted, and then, the little girl would get married and leave his side.

Tommy could hardly imagine what that would feel like, but he clearly remembered
the grievance, sadness, and anger he felt a year ago when his mother forced him to give away his beloved electric cartridge.

His toys had to be held firmly in his grasp, never allowed to fall into someone else's hands.

If his "sister" was going to leave one day, then from this moment on, this girl was
no longer his "sister."

She was just like her mother, a little mare. All women are the same, except they're
animals .

As long as they're animals, they can be chained up with collars and chains, never to escape again…

*** *** *** ***

While he was thinking, Lingling entered, standing before him, looking at the dazed Tommy, her rabbit-like eyes
sparkling with lively light.

“Hi, Tommy brother.”

“Lingling, I…”

Before Tommy could take it a step further, he was surprised to see his sister begin to undo her sweater and toss it aside.

“Have you ever seen me naked before, brother?” Lingling whispered.

Tommy's mouth dropped open, and then he saw Lisa waving at him from another room, sitting there smiling.

“No, for me, you're willing to take off your clothes?”

Lingling blushed, becoming nervous, while her mother nodded encouragingly. She slowly unbuttoned her shirt,
pulling it down from her slender arms, revealing her flat, undeveloped breasts.

Then, she came over and, with trembling little hands, began to unbutton her brother's shirt.

Tommy didn't move, letting the shirt slide down.

This strengthened Lingling's resolve.

"If my brother can do it, I can do it too," she thought, feeling a little strange. Why wouldn't her brother look
her in the eye?

"He must feel embarrassed too."

Tommy felt the touch of warm little hands as they unbuckled his belt. Lingling herself was just as curious.

Tommy stood up, and as Lingling pulled down her jeans, his erect penis sprang out. Lingling
stared blankly, as if she had seen a giant python in the jungle.

The boy leaned closer, pressing his penis against Lingling, feeling her warm cheek.

Lingling felt it; it was hard, but not like iron or stone.

She looked up at her naked brother.

Lingling really started to nervous, but she still stood up, wearing only her skirt and shoes.

Tommy smiled, knelt down, and helped his sister take off her shoes and socks. His hands slipped under her skirt, running down her calves to
her waist .

“Brother Tommy, please… I think I should stop.”

Tommy leaned forward and began licking his sister’s small nipples. After only a second of eye contact, Tommy whispered
, “Pull down your panties.”

The cute cotton panties, covered in cartoon images of a white lion, hugged her snow-white bottom. The curve was
somewhat similar to her mother’s, but unlike her mother’s plump, white, and ripe bottom, they were crisp and refreshing green fruits.

Lingling shyly lowered her panties to her ankles. Tommy bent down, picked them up, and casually tossed them far away.

Tommy walked behind her and impatiently unbuttoned her skirt. As the skirt fell, Tommy smiled and saw
the soft mounds he had imagined, a pristine white expanse, not a single hair yet. Her slender little bottom
seemed even firmer than Lisa’s.

Seeing her son’s burning gaze, the mother trembled!

“Please, Tommy, stop! Something’s not right. Mom… Mom seems to have done something wrong
.”

Tommy laughed and had Lisa use the new collar and chain to drag his mother aside.

Lingling looked at her brother.

“Brother Tommy?” Tommy

’s smile changed, becoming a strange, aggressive one. To her sister’s surprise,
the boy held a similar collar and chain in his hand.

“Mom already has one set, and this one is yours, Lingling.”

Lingling turned to run away, but her mother blocked her way.

“Please, Mommy, what happened?” Lingling cried out.

The panic her mother had shown vanished, replaced by a gentle expression. She smiled softly, “
Tommy knows what he’s doing. Just trust your brother.”

Lingling turned around and saw there was no way to retreat.

“Put your hands behind your back, Lingling,” Tommy said.

With a wronged look in her eyes, Lingling did as she was told, and Tommy used his sister’s long hair, which reached the ground, to tie her hands
behind her back.

"Kneel down!"

Lingling obeyed. Tommy then tied her ankles with his long hair, then tied some more hair
into knots and stuffed them into Lingling's mouth, tying it there so she couldn't make a sound or bite him.

He smiled slightly and knelt behind his sister.

His mother reminded him, "Do whatever you want, Tommy, but please don't get your sister pregnant."

Tommy laughed; his mother was always worried about this…

"Lisa, take Mom outside and have some fun."

Then, Tommy watched his captive alone.

He should make a decision…

or perhaps, he had already made up his mind from the beginning…

Tommy smiled bitterly. Thinking about anything now was superfluous. After having sex with his mother and enjoying that animalistic
pleasure , he could no longer be content with the old family relationships. To get the girl in front of him, he
was willing to become a beast, and before that, he had to confine her to the pen.

Lingling looked at her brother's expression, not understanding why her brother, who had always doted on her, would have such
an expression , but she still trusted him.

"Ugh... Huff..."

Her little mouth, stuffed with hair, could only let out a few muffled groans, but they had already drawn Tommy's attention back.

The truth was clear: he couldn't let his sister be human anymore...

"Wait, I'll take your soul. Now, I want your body."

As expected of her mother's daughter, Lingling was truly beautiful. Although her undeveloped chest was flat and
her slender body made it almost impossible to tell her gender, she still possessed a childlike, fresh beauty. Moreover, in a few months
, when Lingling became pregnant and her body became fuller, she would undoubtedly grow up to be even more stunning...

Moving closer, Tommy began to try to enter his sister's body.

"I've been to school, you should be about to have your period, right?"

Lingling nodded.

"Okay." Tommy lowered his waist and exclaimed, "Thank God, you're much tighter than Lisa."

He pushed forward a little more forcefully and saw Lingling's little nipples gradually harden.

Then, Tommy pressed his lips against his sister's virginity, and in his ecstasy, he knew that no other man
had been .

With a horrified look in her eyes, Lingling cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face.

The thick hymen was difficult to penetrate; Tommy used considerable force, and as Lingling trembled with pain, he finally
broke through.

He lowered his head and gently sucked on Lingling's small nipples, tenderly moistening them with saliva, his lower body slowly thrusting.

Lingling's hands and feet were bound behind her back with her long hair, her body arched like a shrimp on a grill; with the slightest
force , her head would tilt back completely.

With each thrust, the little girl's most precious virgin blood slowly flowed from between her thighs, trickling down her legs. It
wasn't just the mark of losing her virginity; at six years old, her vagina was not yet old enough for penetration, and the forced entry
had torn the vaginal walls.

Tommy didn't look away, avoiding eye contact with his sister's tear-streaked face, carefully observing her
expression . Lingling was in too much pain to speak, her tear-filled eyes blurred, not understanding
what she had done wrong that her brother was punishing her like this.

"Ugh... Brother... don't... brother's penis... is inside Lingling's piss... Lingling
hurts so much ... it hurts so much... ugh..."

Hearing his sister Xuexue's cries of pain, Tommy stopped talking, took the long hair that was blocking his mouth to stop her from crying out
, and gently kissed her lips, sucking away her salty tears.

His chest rubbed against her tender breasts, his hips slowly rising and falling, Tommy maintained a steady movement, first bringing himself
to orgasm, and then, in the surging pleasure, filling her body with his semen.

Drowning in the hot semen, Lingling screamed in a daze.

"No... brother, don't... don't pee on Lingling's face... Lingling... didn't
do anything bad..."

"Fuck you, you're my third new toy." Tommy loudly declared his ownership, and looking
down , the boy caught a glimpse of his sister's fair neck, and a special voice rang in his mind.

"Ah..."

A cry of pain escaped as Tommy bit down hard on Lingling's neck, drawing blood and leaving a deep gash, branded onto
the girl's skin.

The passion subsided, and the boy, catching his breath, wiped the blood from his mouth. Feeling somewhat unsatisfied, he gazed at
his sister's tear-streaked, haggard face, feeling a mixture of pity and pride, his lower body unconsciously hardening again
. He remembered something and called over his other women.

"Mom, in the picture, a man is inserting his penis into a woman's anus. What is that?"

"That's anal sex, my good son. Have you already fucked your sister's little cunt?"

Even in her semi-conscious state, Lingling couldn't believe her mother's words.

Tommy nodded.

“Tommy, why don’t you try this little slut? She’s already got your cock wet and hard,
and her ass is…”

Tommy looked at Lingling. The wrinkles on her anus were very, very small, and her tender chrysanthemum opening and closing
involuntarily . When Tommy inserted his finger, his sister’s anus contracted rapidly like a mimosa,
clamping his finger tightly.

This was quite interesting. He decided to go for it.

Taking two of his sister’s virginity at once wouldn’t be bad.

As soon as his glans went in, he immediately heard Lingling’s painful scream. The little girl’s head was raised, as if she couldn’t breathe
, and she desperately tried to push her body forward. With a smile, Tommy pulled back and thrust his penis deeper and deeper.

It was surprisingly tight!

“You’re so tight, Lingling,” Tommy whispered. “I’m going to fuck you to pieces today.”

He finally went all the way in, and then pulled back a little. A powerful attraction immediately pulled his
penis back.

“I’ll fuck you until you’re bruised, I’ll fuck you to death… I’ll fuck your little asshole until it bursts… I’ll fuck your ass until it’s bloomed…”

Tommy roared as he thrust wildly, while Lisa began licking his testicles from
below , resting her head on her small breasts, gently licking them.

The boy was nearing climax; he had just had an orgasm, so this time he could take it slow.

Listening to his sister’s wailing, he wasn’t sure if it was pain or pleasure, but it sounded wonderful, and this…
He still had two days to squander that weekend.

On the right, a camera was filming, faithfully capturing Lingling's loss of virginity.

He smiled at the camera, his breath exploding in her small, tight anus, the squeezing sensation of the rectal wall
providing it with an interesting new sensation.

Satisfied, Tommy slowly withdrew.

On his glans, stained with two spots of virgin blood, as vibrant as summer flowers, were a few thin, yellowish lumps. Without hesitation, Tommy
dug them up and put them in his mouth. Then, he lowered his head and kissed Lingling's fragrant lips with his feces-covered lips and tongue, actively flicking
his little tongue, ignoring Lingling's resistance, letting the siblings' tongues mingle together.

"Ugh..."

In the instant of separation, Tommy bit his sister's lip, the blood like the finest rouge, staining Lingling's lips red.
Against her pale face, her tear-filled eyes, and her pitiful and helpless expression, she possessed a bewitching
beauty stunned the boy, making him forget to meet his sister's eyes for a moment.

"Tommy!"

Lisa's voice startled Tommy. He composed himself, checked the evidence of his victory on his penis, then
cupped , a mixture of tenderness and deep reluctance in his eyes.

"Brother Tommy..."

It was time to complete the final ritual!

He said slowly.

"Lingling, look into my eyes!"

Chapter Five Samantha - Obediently Lying at His Feet

For Tommy, the night passed quickly.

He taught Lingling how to suck his penis. His sister was his most beloved girl; it
would be a waste to feed her ordinary coarse food. She should be given the most nutritious things. So, for the entire weekend, apart from semen, the little girl's mouth
didn't receive any other food.

When it was time for bed, Tommy had the women change into their new clothes.

Tommy gave each of them a small leather handcuff with a chain between the leather straps. Tommy used a smaller size handcuff
to tighten the wrists and ankles of each girl, because that would look better.

Lisa bought leather handcuffs with complete locks. Tommy locked everyone in, then
flushed all the keys down the toilet, including the keys to their collars.

Next, Tommy made a small bed for them under his mother's bed—on the floor, of course.

He had the three women lie down, once again admiring the different features between their legs, while thinking that he
would categorize women by their vaginas in the future.

His mother was no longer his mother; this rotten cunt was just a loose, horny hole. His sister, Lingling, was his most beloved,
tightest little hole, and his nanny—well, the first slutty hole he had ever penetrated.

After examining their vulvas, Tommy tied the three women to the bedside, binding Lingling and Lisa's ankles and hands behind
their backs, then hypnotized them into sleep.

As for his mother, Tommy simply put a dog leash on her and firmly chained her to the side. His young penis
trembled , gently rubbing against his mother's cheek.

“Tommy, this is dirty, your dick smells awful.” Mom said, then, remembering herself, complained, “You
haven’t let me bathe in four days.”

Tommy smiled slightly.

“Indeed, you smell like a stinking cunt, a whore, Mom.”

Mom looked very angry, but Tommy ignored her completely. After so many days of taming, he no longer
regarded whore as his own mother, except, of course, when he was having sex with her, as that would increase the stimulation.

“Mom, from now on you’ll be my alarm clock. Starting tomorrow, when you wake up, I want you to suck my
cock as a morning call.”

“Tommy, that’s too much! Your cock is so dirty, it hasn’t even been washed. I don’t want to put it in my mouth
. If you make Mom swallow your semen, Mom will definitely get sick.”

As she spoke, her mother’s face showed fear: “Tommy, I saw you having sex with your sister. You
didn’t even use a condom. That will make her pregnant.”

Tommy smiled softly: “Mommy, your good son is planning to get all three of you pregnant. I will try my best
to get you pregnant.”

His mother said in a trembling voice: “Tommy, women are not livestock, not animals. You can’t treat us
like … You are not capable of taking care of a baby, and we can’t raise one baby, let alone three.
What will people outside think if they find out? And… a son… can’t let his own mother get pregnant. That’s
incest ’s sinful. And I don’t want to suck your cock either.”

Tommy smiled, knelt down, and stared into his mother’s eyes.

“Mom, have you forgotten? Women are just animals, just like you're nothing more than a sow, except
you raise other animals.”

Just like you raised me…

A smile played on Tommy's lips as he thought of an idea.

“Mom, you're a mare. This weekend, you won't be able to speak, you'll only neigh. You'll
crawl on all fours, but you won't bite or kick, because you're a docile mare. We humans can do
anything we want to you. In the morning, when you hear the clock strike, you'll come and rub your nose against me and suck
my penis until your good son ejaculates.”

“I will rub my nose against you and suck your penis until my good son ejaculates.”
Tears welled in her eyes , but her gaze was vacant as she silently repeated.

“Now lie down and sleep, waiting for the clock to strike. I'll dress you up and film some videos, maybe I
can sell them. Your bed and the other animals' beds are on the floor, I'll sleep in yours.”

Mom lay down and drifted off to sleep.

Tommy took out some of the things Lisa had bought that day. The girls were all tied to the ground, fast asleep,
giving him a chance to play with these new dolls.

Lisa was the first. He turned her over and spread her tight, white buttocks. Her

small anus, pink and wrinkled, was clenched into a ball. Looking at this sight, Tommy felt
a surge of .

"Lisa, I've neglected you so much." Looking at Lisa's sleeping face, Tommy reached out and, as his fingers poked into
her anus , the surrounding muscles spasmed, and he laughed.

Tommy slowly moved up, his testicles rubbing against Lisa's slender calves, the tip of his penis pressing against
her anus.

Lisa didn't move.

With a chuckle, Tommy pressed his full weight between the helpless nanny's thighs, simultaneously grabbing Lisa's hair to
watch her expression as he penetrated.

As Tommy slowly advanced, Lisa flinched slightly, her gaze shifting between her face and buttocks,
watching her incredibly elastic and beautiful anus swallow his penis.

Tommy chuckled, hearing Lisa groan in pain as he thrust his penis in to its deepest point.

Then, he began to pump, unlike his gentle approach with Lingling, now with ferocity and force.

Lisa's hands were tightly bound behind her back, and as Tommy thrust forward, she could feel her small hands pressing against
her lower abdomen.

He was becoming increasingly accustomed to anal sex, and there was no pressure to climax immediately; so while he was thrusting into
Lisa 's intestines, he leisurely reached for the special bra he had chosen for her. As he tightened the
leather, he noticed Lisa's beautiful, large breasts protruding through the holes; the harder he tightened, the more he could see her
breasts swelling, almost bursting the bra.

Even in her sleep, Lisa whimpered as Tommy thrust into her.

Seeing her swollen, red breasts, Tommy also noticed that Lisa's hands and feet were turning red, and he felt a
familiar pleasure.

At that moment, he looked down at his penis, watching himself ejaculate into his nanny's body for the first time.

After ejaculating, Tommy carried his sister to the bed, binding her tightly in a spread-eagle position, just like he bound his mother.

His mother was still naked, fast asleep behind him. Tommy smiled and put his tongue into her mouth, kissing and caressing her, before helping
her put on a bra.

He filmed each woman, focusing on their genitals at close range, and naturally, he captured the image of
Lisa's buttocks dripping with semen.

Then, Tommy took out what he had been waiting for: three chastity belts.

For Lisa, he chose two vibrators, inserting one into her vagina and the other into her anus. After setting them up, he turned
the intensity to maximum and locked them with the chastity belts.

Lisa groaned loudly in her sleep.

"You'll wear them until the batteries run out," Tommy chuckled, standing up.

For his mother, he chose two of the largest dildos, one for her vagina and the other for her anus, then
locked them with chastity belts as well.

Tommy shifted his gaze to his pitiful younger sister. For some reason he himself didn't fully understand, he
hadn't completely controlled her mind.

Releasing the control, Tommy woke his sister. Lingling blinked, shaking her head in confusion. Her breasts were swollen
and very sensitive, her tender cherry-like nipples obscenely engorged and erect.

The little girl had a dog leash around her neck, the other end held in Tommy's hand.

"Brother?" she asked nervously.

"Come here, little girl," Tommy whistled, as if she were a dog.

Lingling didn't want to comply, but found herself unable to resist.

"Follow me!" Tommy commanded. Lingling followed closely behind him on the right.

"Brother, please... I'm so scared."

"Don't be afraid. Remember? You said you loved your brother the most," Tommy said. "From now on, you are
my woman alone, serving me exclusively. I will love you well, and I will make you bear my children, and this won't hurt
you."

"Brother Tommy!" Lingling cried out, "You are my brother, and... you are only eight years old, and I am only
six... how... how can we..."

"Get down!"

Tommy roared. He didn't like his sister defying him; it would force him to abandon even his last shred of leniency.
Taking a few breaths to calm himself, he pointed to his feet—there, a silver dog bowl.

Lingling knelt down. In the bowl was a dry, rectangular, brownish-green object, like a piece of wood.

"Hungry?" Tommy asked, his eyes gleaming red.

Since returning home, the little girl had only eaten semen, and Lingling realized she was truly starving.

"Brother, that's..."

"Hey!" Tommy chuckled, "Dog food. I've tried some before. It wasn't as bad as I imagined, and it's
cheaper than eggs and bacon, so I've eaten it. Now, crawl over here..."

Lingling was startled, looking at her brother with pleading eyes, hoping her guess wouldn't be true.

"I said crawl over here, did you hear me!" Tommy snapped, immediately slapping Lingling's little bottom
, leaving a burning red mark.

"My words are my orders. If you disobey again, you'll regret it."

Tommy lowered his head, watching Lingling obediently crawl to the edge of the bowl. Without using her hands, she directly lowered her head and began to eat, tiny droplets of water falling into the bowl
as she ate.

The boy didn't speak again, only gently rubbing his sister's bottom. Occasionally, he caught a glimpse of Lingling's lips,
half-hidden between her thighs.

"Spread your legs," he commanded.

"Brother..."

"I said open!"

Lingling hesitated, parting her knees. Tommy immediately slipped a finger inside, rubbing her lips, delighted to see
her nipples harden, pressing tightly against her leather bra.

"Do you like your bra?" he asked.

"It's not breathable at all, Lingling is hot!" the little girl replied hoarsely, eating her dog food,
her voice filled with barely suppressed sobs.

Tommy coldly said, "Fine, I like seeing you sweat. You have a beautiful body, you can bear me
many children."

Lingling finally couldn't hold back anymore, raising her head and crying out.

"Brother, I'm your sister!"

"Yes, you are. So what?" Tommy glared at Lingling, silent, his eyes burning with a intensity that
seemed to ignite flames.

Lingling didn't speak again, lowered her head, and slowly finished her dinner amidst the dripping tears.

"It's because you're my sister..."

It was a whisper, unheard by anyone, and unnecessary to be heard by anyone...

*** *** *** ***

After dinner, Tommy walked to the sega console, Lingling silently following at the end of the chain. Before starting to
play, he met his sister's eyes.

“Lingling, your brother loves you, and you admire me, even… deeply love me, even though I’m your own brother
.

You’re willing to do anything to please me, anything. I want you to focus all your energy on making me
happy . As long as I’m happy, I’ll do you, so you have to give me everything.

Everything that happens between us is of your own free will, and any mistakes are your
responsibility , so you’d better not let anyone know.”

After Tommy gave the order, Lingling stared at him blankly, then, without saying a word, she picked up her brother’s
feet and carefully licked each toe.

Tommy sat down and started playing video games, making his sister suck his toes. Then, he made Lingling bury her head between
his legs and practice sucking his penis.

After finishing the game, Tommy tied his sister back to the bed and pressed his body against hers.

The rest of the weekend passed like this.

Lisa woke up almost exhausted, the vibrator had been vibrating wildly inside her all night, until Tommy
removed .

Every morning, the mother would automatically climb into bed and suck her son's penis to wake him. Usually, she
would find Lingling sprawled on the floor, her dried semen splattered around her mouth and between her legs.

Lingling, following her brother, became his primary outlet for sexual desire. Whenever Tommy wanted, he would
force her to the floor and pour his semen into her tender vagina and anus. The rest of the time, he
would tie her hands behind her back and force her to ejaculate through her mouth. Undoubtedly, Tommy intended to train his sister into
a top-notch oral sex machine.

*** *** *** ***

Monday morning, Tommy allowed the female slaves to cleanse him with their tongues, then let them shower and
get dressed for work or school.

None of the women were allowed to remove their collars and handcuffs; those accessories had become
part

Tommy told the mother to expel Lingling from Catholic school and switch to homeschooling.

The mother nodded and went to work.

Lisa was ordered to harbor intense
hatred including her boyfriend Roger.

Lisa went to school.

Lingling's ankles were shackled, and she was naked and chained to the stove. Her job was to cook, stay in the
house clean, and then lie on the bed, automatically spreading her legs, waiting for her brother's favor.

Tommy went to school.

He began to give Bao hints, or what he thought were hints, to get him to see his
female slaves , but it would take some time.

Tommy looked for Samantha, but she seemed to have spent the last few weeks training for the cheerleading squad.
Disappointed , Tommy worked even harder every night to tame his three female slaves.

His mother and Lisa's control was becoming increasingly firm, and they were actively engaging in all sorts of lewd acts to try to
please . But Lingling was acting strangely; perhaps because they were too close in blood, Tommy couldn't fully control his sister
's mind.

For several hours each day, she would cry incessantly, forcing Tommy to gag her, chain
her body , and then have her mother and Lisa lick her while he took the opportunity to penetrate her tender vagina and anus.

Tommy also tried other methods; to further corrupt this beastly mother and daughter, he had his sister
abuse their mother. When Lingling was completely submissive, he would tie up her mother, make her hold a whip, and whip her body until it bore
red welts; he would order her mother to crawl on her stomach and lick her vulva until her face was covered in vaginal fluid.

The boy, meanwhile, enjoyed Lisa's sucking, watching his mother and sister passionately kiss and lick each other, their bodies
intertwined like white snakes, their groins rubbing together. The scene of tender paternal love was both heartwarming and incredibly
seductive .

Occasionally, Lingling would wake up while her mother was being whipped, clinging to her and sobbing uncontrollably. At this point, Lisa would
take a chain, hoist her mother up so her toes barely touched the floor, and Lingling would cling to her mother like a koala,
her legs wrapped around her waist and her arms around her neck, thus binding the mother and daughter together.

Lingling would place her entire weight on her mother, while Tommy would take turns penetrating her mother's and sister's vaginas and anuses.
Lisa would either lick or whip the women's bodies, and the three of them would reach orgasm in their bestial sexual acts.

When Tommy was exhausted and ready to go to bed, he would take a U-shaped dildo,
inserting his mother's and sister's vaginas to prevent semen from flowing out. Meanwhile, he would let the two mares convulse during the bestial act of incest between the mother and daughters
until dawn, nearly driving them to a mental breakdown.

After the two were untied, another round of frenzied intercourse ensued, each time so intense that the woman's
legs trembled, and she was almost unable to get up.

In this repetitive cycle, the days flew by.

*** *** *** ***

One morning after spending the weekend with his women—a weekend that included Sunday—his mother, while
clearing Tommy's dishes, said softly, "Tommy, these past few mornings I've felt a bit unwell,
dizzy and nauseous, and so has your sister."

Tommy thought for a moment; it was probably because dog food was harder to digest.

Lisa lay on the floor, happily munching on her food.

When a knock suddenly sounded at the door, Tommy and his wives were startled.

Tommy ordered them to put on their robes, and his mother went to answer the door while he listened in the kitchen, hearing the door open.

Suddenly, Mom yelled, "You damned bitch! Get out of my house! Get out!"

Tommy rushed into the front room to peek at his mother, whose face was flushed with anger as she roared at another woman outside the door.

Surprisingly, this uninvited guest looked just like his mother.

The same hair color, though the woman was dressed more elegantly; the same eyes, though the woman had
fewer .

A high-slit black satin dress casually revealed her full thighs, and black high heels made her look even
taller ; a creamy white cashmere sweater appropriately hugged the woman's graceful curves, making
her more beautiful than any of his mother's outfits Tommy had ever seen.

"Mom,

calm down," Mom said, taking a step back.

The stranger looked at her, then at Tommy.

“Who is she, Mom?”

“Tommy, I don’t want her here.”

The woman’s gaze shifted to Tommy, and she smiled slightly.

Tommy’s stomach churned; he had to be careful.

“Mom, I’m asking you who she is?”

The hypnotic power made his mother answer, “She’s your aunt.”

“Aunt? I never knew I had an aunt.”

Tommy saw his mother’s face turn red with anger again. He placed a hand on her shoulder and whispered, “Mom, we
can’t cut off all ties with our relatives.”

“I think you’re right,” his mother replied weakly.

His mother turned to the astonished aunt and said, “You can stay for a while. But don’t try anything funny, or
you’ll be thrown out of here immediately.”

His mother stormed into the kitchen, letting the aunt into the living room.

Tommy wasn’t sure if this was just an accident, but when the aunt spoke to him, she leaned forward, giving him
a glimpse of a pair of full breasts.

“You must be Tommy,” she said.

“Are you my aunt?”

“Call me Barbara, all my friends call me that.”

“Barbara?”

She chuckled. “Yes.”

Tommy was very nervous, staring intently at what was under his low-cut sweater, he even forgot to look into her eyes. He
had many questions, but the school bus was coming, and he had a plan for Samantha; Barbara’s matter had to
wait .

“See you later, Barbara.”

*** *** *** ***

At school, before the first class, Tommy walked over to Samantha and sat next to her.

“Hi! Samantha, how was your trip?”

She responded with a cold scorn. “Get out of my way, kid, don’t bother me.”

“You have a nice ass…and you’ll be wiggling your hips for me.”

“What!” Samantha yelled, shocked by the boy’s audacity.

Before she could say anything, the bell rang, and Samantha glared at him fiercely for the entire math class
.

Tommy carefully avoided eye contact. After class, he found her in the hallway.

“Samantha…”

She, of course, ignored him.

“Samantha, I’ll give you a collar and make you kneel at my feet.”

Samantha whirled around, her arm raised, but Tommy quickly dodged her slap.

The smile froze on Tommy’s face as a strong arm grabbed his shirt from behind, spun him around, and
delivered a hard punch to his stomach.

The hand didn’t let go, dragging him into a small room where the teachers couldn’t see him.

After a few breaths, Tommy straightened up and remembered the face in front of him. It was Samantha’s boyfriend, Xiao Gu.

Xiao Gu excitedly threatened the younger boy with his limited vocabulary of profanities.

“You little bastard, listen up, get out of here…”

When he saw Tommy’s eyes, Xiao Gu’s face went blank.

“Little Gu, you’re thirsty, very thirsty, extremely thirsty. Don’t you need a big drink?”

“Of course you do. Only a toilet drink can satisfy you. Go, Little Gu, pick
a toilet in the restroom and drink your fill. Remember, that’s what I told you to do. Get out.”

Smiling, Tommy watched Little Gu rush into the girls’ restroom around the corner, her scream echoing throughout the floor. He
stood in the lobby for a moment, trying to recall the details of his plan, then rushed to the art classroom.

Opening the door, he saw Samantha holding a paintbrush in one hand and studying the canvas in front of her with the other.

Tommy walked straight up to Samantha and grabbed her. Samantha looked at him in surprise, speechless again, but
Tommy avoided eye contact.

“I’ll watch you kneel naked in front of me!”

Before she could react further, Tommy kissed her firmly, using the method his mother had taught him, thrusting
his tongue .

The art teacher grabbed Tommy, interrupting the kiss.

Dragged out of the art classroom, he saw tears streaming down Samantha's face, but his mind was racing, thinking that these
tears made Samantha's face even sexier.

When her mother was called to the school, he was in the principal's office. She heard the principal's name and heard his
suggestion —which suited Tommy perfectly.

She arranged for a meeting with Samantha's parents at Tommy's house.

Tommy was taken home.

For the evening's celebration, Lisa had prepared a camera, hidden in the shadows, to record
the fun that would unfold in the kitchen.

At five o'clock, her mother returned home; Samantha and her parents arrived at six, and her mother led them into
the kitchen .

Before they were even seated, Samantha's father began to speak.

"What are your plans regarding your son's incredibly unruly behavior?"

Samantha's mother, her face wrinkled from frowning, placed her hand on her husband's shoulder, trying to
calm .

Lingling stood by, waiting; Tommy's mother suggested she take Samantha upstairs to play so the adults could
talk more easily.

Samantha's parents seemed much more relaxed after their daughter left the kitchen.

"Tommy?" her mother said sternly, "What else do you have to say?"

All eyes were on Tommy.

Tommy smiled slightly, and the expressions on Samantha's parents' faces went blank for a moment.

"I said, Samantha is a problem child. She seems much more mature than she appears. You
know , it's normal for a girl her age to have a casual sex partner like me."

The three adults nodded at the table.

"It's just a game, Samantha is very happy, and I think she would be even
happier ."

The three adults nodded again. "Now, why don't you two go home and make love! Hmm, you couldn't

just do it because Samantha was there ?" 　　Samantha's parents nodded again. 　　"Okay, then why not go home?" Tommy added, "We'll do it on the lawn in the front yard."

They slowly rose and left.

Tommy smiled, hoping to have his way with Samantha without restraint, regarding their first time.

The boy stood up, heading to Lisa's room, where Lisa was already waiting, ready to
surprise .

Carelessly, Tommy passed through the living room first.

The television was on; he'd forgotten Aunt Barbara was sitting there, and the screen was blank.

A camera had been connected to the television!

Tommy frantically rushed forward, locking his eyes on his completely unknown aunt. But she had clearly been
warned, closing her eyes first, and just as Tommy was utterly astonished, she knelt down.

"Wait! Please, Tommy! Master!"

Tommy froze.

"Tommy, in the past, I was your aunt, but now, I want to be your slave."

Tommy was stunned, unable to move.

"Do you remember when your mother saw me, she panicked? Did you ask her why?"

Tommy glanced at his mother, then at the woman kneeling at his feet.

“Mom? Why don’t you like Aunt Barbara so much?”

Tommy sensed his mother’s struggle, but still slowly said, “Your father… on our wedding night,
your aunt seduced him. I saw it, the two of them… in…”

Tommy looked at his mother, utterly shocked.

“She seduced Daddy?”

His mother nodded, but Barbara followed up.

“Tommy!” Barbara proactively unzipped Tommy’s pants and whispered, “Wait a moment, I’ll let you use
your power to control me, but I want to help you and these women.”

“Why?” Tommy asked as she pulled down his pants and underwear.

“I believe a woman’s most natural state is to kneel at a man’s feet, serving his pleasure,
not her own, being punished for small mistakes, and bearing children. I’m here to seduce
you, to tell my sister that I can have you too.”

“You need someone to help you, an adult… I can be your woman, serve all your
desires , manage everything for you, in exchange for becoming your personal slave.”

Tommy laughed, and Barbara began slowly undressing in front of him.

“I also like women, which is why I became an obstetrician, a woman’s
doctor . If you want to get those young girls upstairs pregnant, you’ll need my help.”

“How do you know this?” Tommy asked hastily, fear washing over him again.

Barbara smiled, pointing to the videotapes scattered on Tommy’s floor: “I have all day, and you, you’re
a busy man.”

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