Incest in the Southern Song Dynasty

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Incest in the Southern Song Dynasty

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the Yellow River basin experienced several floods that year, washing away all crops and leaving no harvest by the end of the year. The imperial court was also busy with its ongoing war with the Jin Dynasty in the north, and the borders were under heavy pressure. Not only were granaries not opened, but local officials were also ordered to intensify their collection of silver and grain, resulting in widespread devastation. Villagers everywhere began fleeing with their families, seeking refuge with relatives. Those without relatives to rely on sold children and resorted to begging.

Now, there was a village more than a hundred li from Qinglong County, named Willow Village because of the many willow trees planted around it. This year, it also suffered from floods, and although six or seven tenths of its harvest was washed away, the village, being situated on higher ground near a mountain, still had some food left to subsist. Therefore, its year was much better than those in prefectures and counties where cannibalism was rampant.

In this village lived a family surnamed Zhao, consisting of only a father and daughter. This man, surnamed Zhao and named Zhao Qianbao, though he had two daughters, was only thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old. In Liu Village, mentioning Zhao Qianbao would cause everyone in the village to shake their heads and avoid him. This was because he was originally a rogue. His family wasn't particularly poor; they had enough to eat and wear. However, after his parents passed away, he squandered all his wealth. He was illiterate, incapable of farming or business, and instead spent his days in Qinglong County indulging in drinking, gambling, and whoring. Within a few years, he was penniless. His wife, who had married him, died of poverty and illness, leaving behind only two maids. Without his fortune, Zhao Qianbao, starving and destitute, had no choice but to rely on his strong physique to become a henchman for a landlord. Being a former hoodlum, he thrived in this position, emboldened by his master's power, and began to bully and oppress the villagers, committing heinous crimes.

But as the saying goes, karma is cyclical, and retribution is swift. That year, the landlord's vast estate was swept away by the flood, reduced to a swamp. He also offended the government, forcing him to move far away to seek refuge with relatives. Zhao Qianbao, having lost his benefactors, was further burdened by the flood and became despised by his neighbors, who refused to help him. In the past six months, he was deeply in debt and barely clothed.

Now, without a livelihood, Zhao Qianbao had already sold his older daughter, nicknamed Xiang'er, three months prior. However, with the disaster still raging, although the girl was only sixteen or seventeen and quite beautiful, she only fetched a little over thirty taels of silver. This was less than the value of two oxen in a good year, so the younger daughter was kept. Fortunately, the thirty-odd taels of silver allowed them to survive for two or three months.

This youngest daughter, nicknamed Xiuer, was only thirteen or fourteen years old, yet she had already grown into a graceful and delicate young woman, with a pretty face and a slender figure. Although she wore patched and tattered clothes every day, without even a complete set of clothes, it couldn't hide her delicate beauty. It only accentuated her still-developing girlish figure, making her appear even more youthful, charming, and adorable. However, she was constantly working in the fields, around the stove and on the heated brick bed, her face always covered in smoke and dust, never once seen looking neat and tidy.

This day, the girl was cooking by the stove, staring at the thin porridge made from corn and wild vegetables in the pot, and muttering to herself: "The little bit of grain in the jar is almost gone. If I don't think of a way to survive in the next day or two, I might not only starve, but I'm afraid I'll follow in my sister's footsteps." She couldn't help but glance at her father lying on the bed in the back room.

Since selling his daughter for over thirty taels of silver, Zhao Qianbao had kept only five taels to buy salt and rice for the family's daily needs. He used the rest for drinking and gambling. Today, he lost everything in a bad bet. He tried to cheat the dealer, but outnumbered, he was beaten by the thugs he had gambled with. Finally returning home, his youngest daughter ran to him, saying that they were almost out of food and asked what to do. Zhao Qianbao, already furious, yelled, "What's all the noise about? You haven't starved to death, you wretched girl! I'll just sell you tomorrow, but you won't be worth much!" He reached for his daughter's chest. Xiu'er, startled, cried out, "No! Don't!" and turned to run away. Before her father could catch her, she had already skipped and hopped into the outer room. Seeing his daughter escape the house, Zhao Qianbao, still aching from the beating, didn't chase after her. He glared at her, then lay down on the bed to rest and catch his breath.

Seeing her father hadn't followed, Xiu'er returned to the stove to add water and fuel, carefully preparing dinner.

Just then, Zhao Qianbao saw his daughter looking at him and grinned maliciously, saying, "You little brat, what are you afraid of! Your sister lives a life of luxury in a wealthy family, what's wrong with that! She's just ungrateful, never sending any money home, damn it! Don't be like her, and don't forget to be filial to your father in the future."

Xiu'er, filled with anger and resentment, cursed her father inwardly for his heartlessness. Turning back, she whispered bitterly, "You've ruined my sister! You sold her to be someone's concubine, and now you want to sell me too! If Mother knew this in the afterlife, she would never forgive you!" Upon hearing Xiu'er mention her mother, Zhao Qianbao glared and roared, "You dare talk back to me? You wretched girl, are you itching for a beating?" He then sat up.

Zhao Qianbao usually beat his two daughters for the slightest offense. Hearing him threaten to hit her, Xiu'er was startled, but seeing that her father didn't stand up, she didn't run away. She whispered her protests, "Father, if you want to sell us, I have no complaints, but how could you do that to my sister... that... that..." Before she could finish, her face flushed crimson with shame, and she quickly turned her head away.

Zhao Qianbao sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), sizing up his daughter with a sneer. "I've raised you two wretched girls since you were little, is it wrong for you to serve me a little?" Xiu'er blushed and lowered her head, whispering, "You...you're our own father! How could you say such...such things...How can we face anyone? I'd rather...better to be dead."

Seeing his daughter's embarrassment and stammering, her face flushed red from the firelight as she squatted in front of the stove, Zhao Qianbao couldn't tell if it was her delicate skin or the firelight, but she looked both pitiful and adorable. He couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart. He leered at his daughter and said, "What does it matter? Anyway, she'll be enjoyed by others. It's better to let her father pamper her this first time, so she'll suffer less later. Hehe, just consider it her filial piety." After saying that, he kept looking Xiu'er up and down.

Xiu'er, hearing his increasingly absurd words, was speechless. He was her own father, and as a daughter, she couldn't very well scold him. She was filled with shame and anger, her face bowed so low she couldn't lift it.

Zhao Qianbao, even more smug, said, "You little brat, if you won't speak, do you want to experience the same pleasure as your sister?"

Xiu'er was startled and quickly looked up, crying, "No! No!" But she met Zhao Qianbao's lecherous gaze, and saw her father's lewd grin as he stared at her with ill intent, sizing her up. Startled again, she dared not say another word, quickly turning back to remain silent and continuing to add fuel to the fire and cook.

Seeing his daughter's shy and hesitant demeanor, Zhao Qianbao's desire only intensified. Sitting on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), he stared at Xiu'er's body, his love growing stronger with each glance. He longed to devour this flower-like girl, but he simply couldn't bring himself to touch her. This wasn't out of a sudden pang of conscience; it was because when Zhao Qianbao sold his eldest daughter, it was discovered she had been defiled, and the buyer had to deduct half of the agreed-upon sixty taels of silver. He had regretted it for days afterward. That's why he had shown mercy to his younger daughter, Xiu'er, thus preserving her chastity.

Meanwhile, Xiu'er, her arms wrapped around her knees, squatted in front of the stove, holding only a fire poker. She would occasionally poke the fire a couple of times, then stare blankly at the flames, motionless. Thinking of being sold into slavery in the next day or two, her heart ached, and tears streamed down her face, soaking her clothes. She recalled the day her sister was sold, how they struggled but couldn't resist, only to be raped and humiliated by their beastly father. She was powerless to stop him and had spent the night hiding behind the water vat. Now, it seemed her turn would come, and a wave of panic washed over her. Thinking of her sister and father's behavior that day, her face flushed crimson, her heart pounded, and her body burned like fire… She secretly glanced back at Zhao Qianbao, seeing him still half-lying on the kang, motionless, and felt a little relieved before turning back to her own thoughts.

That day, also around dusk, Zhao Qianbao had negotiated the price for his daughter's sale with a broker. Holding the initial payment, he gambled in town and unexpectedly won a few more taels. Overjoyed, any remorse he felt for selling his daughter vanished. He then drank two ounces of liquor and returned home, reeking of alcohol.

Upon entering, he immediately saw his two daughters sitting on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), holding hands and weeping uncontrollably. A surge of displeasure rose within him, and he yelled at them, "Stop crying! What's the point of all this tears! It's not like I'm asking you to go and kill yourselves, so shut up!"

Seeing their father return, reeking of alcohol, the sisters knew he had already received the money. Realizing that crying was useless, they stopped crying and sat silently.

Seeing this, Zhao Qianbao said again, "Don't look so dejected. Let me tell you, the eldest daughter has been betrothed to Master Lu in Qinglong County. Master Lu's family is very wealthy. Your eldest daughter will be living a life of luxury from now on! You should be overjoyed!" Seeing that neither of his daughters answered, he glared at them and scolded, "Don't put on this mournful face at home, it's so annoying!"

This year, the surrounding villages had been hit by floods, and many poor families were selling their children. He had seen it all before. The two sisters knew in their hearts that they probably couldn't escape it either. Now that things had come to this, they had no choice but to accept their fate.

These two girls, children from poor families, had been very sensible since they were young. They were also very filial to their parents. Although their father was like this, they had always been obedient and compliant.

Now that the die was cast, the eldest daughter stopped complaining. At least she knew she was being sold to a family. Although she didn't know what kind of person Master Lu was, it was better than being sold to a brothel. She felt a little relieved. Looking up at Zhao Qianbao, Xiang'er asked, "Father, who is that Master Lu?"

Seeing his daughter had stopped crying, Zhao Qianbao chuckled and said, "Master Lu? He's from a wealthy family in the county. After you go there, you'll never have to worry about food or drink, you'll be dressed in gold and silver, you'll enjoy a life of luxury."

Xiang'er lowered her head and remained silent for a while before asking again, "Father, how old is Master Lu this year? Does he already have a wife?"

Zhao Qianbao thought for a moment and said, "I heard he's in his fifties, and his wife's surname is Liu, but I don't know anything else." He then walked to the edge of the kang

(heated brick bed) and sat down. Seeing their father approach, the two daughters quickly got up and helped him sit down. Xiang'er then sat down on the edge of the kang, took off Zhao Qianbao's shoes, and Xiu'er massaged her father's legs.

Zhao Qianbao glanced at Xiang'er, noticing her worried expression, and sneered, "You silly girl, do you think someone wants you to be their mistress? These wealthy families, which one doesn't have a harem of concubines and maids!"

Xiang'er knew it was true and had no choice but to sigh, "I wouldn't dare." Xiu'er, overhearing this, said, "None of these rich families are good people!" The eldest daughter said to her younger sister, "In these chaotic times, there's nothing we can do..."

Zhao Qianbao, impatient with the sisters' nagging, ordered Xiu'er, "Go get some water for your sister to wash." Xiu'er responded and went to boil water.

Zhao Qianbao turned back to his eldest daughter and said, "You should dress up too, otherwise how will you face people?" He then carefully examined his daughter. Upon closer inspection, he was astonished to find that his daughter had grown into a beautiful young woman, with a graceful figure and a charming face.

It turned out that since his wife's death, Zhao Qianbao had spent his days indulging in prostitution and gambling, never leaving home. He'd barely even glanced at his two daughters, who were always dressed in coarse clothes and unkempt. Today, upon closer inspection, he secretly regretted setting the price too low, letting that old bastard surnamed Lu get away with it. He was extremely unwilling.

Xiang'er, unaware of this, saw her father looking at her and shyly said, "No matter how much I dress up, I can't make anything special."

Zhao Qianbao, increasingly unsatisfied, reached out and touched his daughter's face, grinning wickedly, "If you dress up well, won't you be bewitched by that Lu fellow? You'll easily become a young mistress." The

eldest daughter, touched on the face by her father, was so ashamed she didn't know what to do, blushing and hurriedly saying, "Father! What nonsense are you talking about! It's so embarrassing!" As the saying goes: When people are

well-fed and clothed, they think of lust. After a hearty meal and drinks, Zhao Qianbao, looking at his daughter's charming and shy appearance, couldn't help but feel a surge of lust. He cursed himself for being so blind, letting such a beautiful daughter go to waste on others instead.

He leered at his daughter and said, "Good girl, I never imagined you'd grow up so fast these past few years, becoming much prettier than your mother! I really can't bear to give you away to someone else."

Xiang'er, hearing her father's lewd words, turned her head away shyly and said, "Father! You...you...you're saying such inappropriate things..."

Zhao Qianbao grabbed his daughter's hand, holding it tightly, and while groping her, whispered, "I think, as the saying goes, 'Don't let the good stuff slip into someone else's field.' I've raised you all this time, and you haven't even properly shown me filial piety. Perhaps..."

Just then, Xiu'er lifted the curtain and entered. He said to the two men, "Father, I've prepared the water. Let my sister go wash up."

Seeing an opportunity, the eldest daughter quickly pulled her hand away from her father's, blushing and shyly saying to Zhao Qianbao, "Father... I... I'll go wash up first..." Without waiting for Zhao Qianbao's reply, she turned and ran to the outer room.

Xiu'er, unaware of what had happened, asked curiously, "Sister, what's wrong?" and followed her out.

Zhao Qianbao knew his daughter couldn't escape, so he wasn't in a hurry. He sat on the kang (heated brick bed), thinking about his two daughters, his mind racing.

Xiu'er went to the outer room and saw her sister leaning against the water vat, her face flushed and silent. She brought over a basin of hot water and comforted her sister, "Sister, don't be sad. Things aren't going well at home; there's nothing we can do."

Xiang'er was already quite old and understood things. She knew her father had ill intentions, but she was helpless. As a daughter, she was too delicate to resist and feared she wouldn't escape his clutches. She was both angry and anxious. Seeing her younger sister approach, Xiang'er knew she didn't understand and didn't want to explain, so she stammered, "I know, compared to those families who have little to eat or wear, and those who are sold to brothels, I'm content, sister."

Xiu'er smiled bitterly, "I'll be next, but I'm afraid I won't have your good fortune." Xiang'er sighed, "It's just our bad luck."

After saying that, she took the basin of water, paused, and then said, "We're going out anyway, so let's wash up." Xiu'er took a towel and said, "Let me help you dry yourself, sister."

Xiang'er hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay..." So she scooped water to wash her face, then took off her shoes and washed her feet.

Seeing that there was still a lot of hot water, Xiu'er said, "Sister, there's still water, you can dry yourself off too."

The two sisters usually waited until no one was around before washing themselves, closing the door and secretly boiling water. They never bothered to avoid Zhao Qianbao, but today Xiang'er was a little scared. Seeing that it was already dark, she looked into the inner room again and saw that her father was not moving and the curtain was hanging properly. She felt a little relieved. Thinking that she would be leaving tomorrow and might have to... So she calmed herself down and whispered, "That's fine, I'll just wash for a bit. Wait for me to take off my clothes." She then took off her patched and tattered outer clothes.

It was late summer and the weather was hot. The two sisters were only wearing bras underneath. As soon as Xiang'er took off her outer clothes, her fair and delicate skin was revealed. Strands of her black hair hung down, making her fair and delicate skin appear even more rosy and radiant. A pair of breasts pushed her bra high, the two small nipples standing firm like the tops of towers beneath her clothes. A red ribbon connected the bra to her waist, tied in a knot at the back, making her slender waist resemble a willow branch. Below, two pink and tender buttocks formed a deep cleft. A few sparse pubic hairs near her vulva were still sprinkled with dewdrops like spring rain. Her two jade-like buttocks stood together, slender, delicate, and flawless. Although the eldest daughter's feet were not bound, her small feet were also exquisite and delicate, with ten toes like bamboo shoots.

Xiu'er, standing beside her, saw her sister undress. Smiling, she said, "Sister, you're so beautiful! Master Lu is so lucky." Xiang'er blushed and retorted, "Don't make fun of me. Everyone in the village knows that the second young lady of the Zhao family is a beauty of unparalleled grace! How can I compare to you?" Xiu'er blushed and protested, "I won't come! Sister, you're so mean! You're the one making fun of me!"

The two sisters laughed and joked as they hurriedly washed themselves. Xiang'er didn't dare to linger, so she quickly soaked a cloth in water and wiped herself all over. She stood up and said to Xiu'er, "That's enough. I think you're almost done washing..." Xiu'er quickly dried her sister off and then turned to get her bra and helped her tie it up.

Just as Xiang'er was about to put on her outer garment, suddenly there was a "whoosh," and a large hand suddenly ripped down the curtain. The two sisters cried out in surprise, "Ah!" Upon closer inspection, they saw Zhao Qianbao blocking the doorway with a curtain, his lecherous eyes blazing with lust as he stared intently at his eldest daughter's half-naked body, unable to tear his gaze away.

Xiang'er, wearing only a bra, was steaming with moisture, like a lotus emerging from the water, a water lily after the rain. Seeing Zhao Qianbao burst in, she quickly hugged herself tightly, her hands covering her chest, pressing her breasts together. She pressed herself against the water vat, her face pale with fright, too afraid to move. However, although her chest and abdomen were fully covered, her snow-white back and shapely buttocks were completely exposed, offering Zhao Qianbao a truly unobstructed view of her exquisite figure, a feast for his eyes.

It turned out that Zhao Qianbao was in the inner room, indulging in lustful thoughts about his daughter. After waiting a while, he heard that the young maid had already undressed and was washing up. Unable to contain himself any longer, he secretly got up, crept to the door, and peeked through the curtain to feast his eyes on his daughter's bathing beauty.

Seeing this sensual scene, Zhao Qianbao was consumed by lust, his mouth dry. Seeing his daughter about to get dressed, he rushed in. The fragrant scent of the young girls filling the room only intensified his lust.

Zhao Qianbao swallowed hard, leering, and said, "Daughter, it's getting late. I think you should sleep with your father tonight."

Xiang'er was too frightened to answer, trembling uncontrollably, not daring to lift her head.

Xiu'er, bewildered, stood in front of her sister and angrily said to Zhao Qianbao, "Father! My sister hasn't finished bathing yet! You...you, how could you come in like this? Get out! She's not dressed yet."

Zhao Qianbao ignored Xiu'er and took a few steps towards the eldest girl. The closer he got, the clearer his view became. What a graceful, pitiful beauty, just emerged from her bath! Her half-naked body trembled slightly, her face as red as a pear blossom covered in snow.

Zhao Qianbao could no longer restrain himself; his crotch was already erect. He grinned maliciously and said, "Good girl, Father will surely pamper you! Come here..." As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed at his daughter.

The eldest girl, seeing her father burst in, knew there was no escape. But faced with this imminent danger, this inexperienced young woman was terrified and paralyzed with fear.

At that moment, her father's large hand reached out and grabbed her shoulder. She felt as if she had been electrocuted, shuddered, and only then did she come to her senses. She screamed, "No! No! Don't!!" and struggled violently.

Xiu'er, realizing something was wrong, rushed over and grabbed Zhao Qianbao's trouser leg, tearing at it desperately. She cried, "Father! Father! What are you doing! We're your daughters!" Her older sister also struggled and pushed, shouting, "Father! You're our real father! You...you can't!..."

The two girls, one thirteen and the other sixteen, were small and weak. How could they be a match for Zhao Qianbao, a man with a background in thugs? In no time, the older girl was in his arms, his hands fondling her all over.

One hand was inside her breasts, squeezing and kneading it as if trying to squeeze out water. His other hand held her body tightly, gripping her fair, pink buttocks, twisting and turning them repeatedly.

Zhao Qianbao held his daughter, soft and fragrant, in his arms, his hands grasping her pink breasts and jade-like buttocks. His eyes were fixed on his daughter's exquisite body, his ears heard her soft moans and breaths, and his nose smelled the fragrance of a virgin. He couldn't help but feel a surge of lustful pleasure. He secretly sighed, realizing that only now did he understand the boundless joy of being a father, and he couldn't help but feel

a surge of pride. His eldest daughter, her body aching and weak from

being squeezed, couldn't break free. Xiu'er, seeing her sister naked and held in her father's arms, twisting and turning, unable to escape, was both anxious and frightened. She cried out, "Father! Let go of my sister! We are your own daughters!" Seeing that Zhao Qianbao ignored her and continued to kiss and lick her sister's neck, she pulled hard on her father's trouser leg, crying, "Father, don't bully my sister! Let go of my sister! You can't... you can't do such a beastly thing!!" With that, she burst into loud sobs.

Zhao Qianbao grew increasingly annoyed and finally snapped, "You wretched girl! What are you crying for? You two are both my own children, and I'll enjoy you as I please. It's none of your business!" With that, he kicked and shoved Xiu'er away, sending her crashing into the vat. He then groped his daughter's inner thigh, leering at her, "If I don't let you two properly serve your father, wouldn't I have wasted my life raising you two girls!"

He reached for his daughter's bra, but she held on tightly, and he couldn't tear it off. With a "ripping" sound, half of it was torn. Half of her snow-white breast was exposed, revealing her pink nipple, erect like a small cherry, no longer concealed.

Seeing her younger sister being beaten, Xiang'er was heartbroken. Knowing that she could no longer keep her virginity, she gave up and stopped resisting. She quickly stopped crying and pleaded with her father, "Father, please don't hit Xiu'er! I...I...I'll do as you say..."

Seeing that his daughter had stopped struggling in his arms and had submitted to him, Zhao Qianbao released her, grinning lewdly, "That's my good daughter. She should have done this a long time ago." He pinched her cheek and said, "Later, I'll pamper you properly! You'll have a good time. Hahaha...hahaha..." He then continued to laugh lewdly.

Xiang'er sighed inwardly, went over to help Xiu'er up, and saw that she was alright. Turning back, she sighed, "...It's all up to Father..." Tears welled up in her heart; she knew she could only let him do as he pleased. She understood that no matter how much the two sisters struggled, they couldn't defy their father. Even if they could beat him, he was their own father, and as the saying goes, "Unmarried women obey their fathers," they couldn't disobey him. They couldn't make a scene either; what if someone saw them? They would lose all face.

So she raised her head and pleaded with Zhao Qianbao, "Your daughter is Father's own child. Whatever you decide to do with me...I have no complaints, I only beg you...please let Xiu'er go...she's still young..." Before she could plead further, Zhao Qianbao, impatient, glared at the two sisters and said, "What nonsense! Her affairs are none of your concern."

Then, he grabbed his daughter's arm, glared at Xiu'er, and said, "You stay put!" With that, he took his eldest daughter back to the inner room.

Xiang'er stood in the room, her only covering, her bra, was half-torn. Her face flushed crimson under her father's gaze, her hands trembling, unsure where to go. She lowered her head and whispered, "Father...Father...I...you..."

Zhao Qianbao, seeing his daughter so embarrassed and flustered, felt a surge of pride. He said to her with a sly look, "Good girl, today you'd better serve your father well..." With that, he scooped her up and laid her on the kang (

heated brick bed). In a few swift movements, he removed his own robe. Xiang'er, held on the kang by her father, was completely disoriented, her heart pounding. Seeing her father undress, she, a virgin, had never seen such an embarrassing sight before, and hurriedly closed her eyes in shame.

Zhao Qianbao also climbed onto the kang, rolled over, and pressed his erect penis against her lower abdomen. He stuck out his tongue and licked his daughter's cheek twice. Seeing that she was motionless with her eyes closed, her cherry-like lips trembling slightly, he lowered his head and kissed her. First, he sucked her cherry lips into his mouth, savoring them carefully. Then he chewed and licked her upper and lower lips to his heart's content. Finally, he thrust his tongue inside.

Xiang'er was pressed under her father's body, her legs tightly clamped around him, and she was so breathless from the kisses that she could hardly breathe. Just as she was about to open her mouth to catch her breath, a sticky and slippery tongue slipped in, licking and swirling around in her mouth. Waves of the stench of alcohol kept hitting her, but fortunately, it was her own father, and she was used to the smell, so she didn't find it too disgusting.

Zhao Qianbao licked his daughter's mouth clean, then transferred several mouthfuls of his own saliva into her mouth. Seeing her mouth full and unsure what to do, he freed his mouth and said, "Swallow it all!" Without waiting for her reply, he opened his mouth wide and kissed her again.

This girl had never even held a man's hand before, so she couldn't withstand Zhao Qianbao's licking and teasing. Her mouth was full of her father's saliva, sticky and difficult to swallow or spit out. His smooth, soft tongue twisted and turned, entwining with her own. Their tongues were stuck together, licking and licking, feeling numb and indescribable, neither pleasant nor unpleasant. She couldn't help but pant softly, only making soft moans. Soon, she was dazed and offered her little tongue to her father, letting him lick and chew it.

Zhao Qianbao sucked on his daughter's little tongue, savoring its sweetness and smokiness, licking and teasing it incessantly, listening to her soft, sobbing moans, and felt immense pleasure. His penis rubbed against her stomach.

With a spit, Zhao Qianbao spat out his daughter's tongue and began licking her face and neck, making her writhe and moan incessantly from the ticklish sensation. She cried out in a soft, incessant voice, "...Daddy...no...Daddy...Daddy...it's so itchy...I can't take it...Daddy...Daddy...I don't want to..."

Zhao Qianbao kissed her to his heart's content, then looked up and saw his daughter's eyes were glazed with desire, her face flushed, and drool trickling down her cheeks. Her chest heaved, her breasts trembling slightly, barely concealed beneath her tattered bra.

Then, with a lewd grin, he said, "Little girl, does it feel good when your father kisses you?" Xiang'er couldn't answer. With her eyes closed, she stammered, "I...I...don't know." Zhao Qianbao ignored her and tore off her tattered bra. A pair of full breasts were instantly revealed, truly pointed and perky, white and tender.

Zhao Qianbao didn't hold back. He swallowed and bit down on them.

Xiang'er's tender nipple was held in her father's mouth, and her whole body felt like it was being electrocuted, both sore and itchy, and she kept moaning. Her little red nipple was gently bitten by her father, and his tongue licked it back and forth, like it was burning, sore and numb, so uncomfortable. Soon it hardened. She kept moaning and panting, "Father...ah...father...it's so itchy...I...ah...it's...ah...no...father...I..." Her hands tightly gripped the quilt on the bed, tearing and twisting it.

Zhao Qianbao's hands weren't idle either. One hand grasped the other breast, squeezing it firmly. He could hold his daughter's breast completely in his hand, kneading it incessantly. His other hand reached down, groping and pinching her buttocks and thighs.

Xiang'er, a virgin, couldn't withstand such teasing from Zhao Qianbao, a seasoned womanizer. She was already speechless, her body weak and aching. Her vulva was constantly leaking fluids, flowing down her thighs, onto her buttocks, and onto the bed, everywhere.

Zhao Qianbao sat up and moved back. Seeing his daughter's lower body was sticky and wet, he felt a surge of pride and lewdly grinned at her, saying, "You little rascal, you're so shameless! You've leaked such a big puddle of fluid; if anyone sees this, they'll think you wet the bed!" He then laughed uncontrollably.

Xiang'er, pinned beneath her father, burst into tears of shame after hearing Zhao Qianbao's words. Her face flushed crimson, like a boiled crab, and she kept her eyes tightly shut, not daring to utter a sound.

Zhao Qianbao gently stroked his daughter's smooth, snow-white thighs for a while, feeling the tender flesh trembling slightly in his hands. He knew it was from her nervousness, and with a lewd grin, he pulled her legs up and slowly spread them apart, curling them into a "Cong" shape.

Xiang'er never spread her legs like this, not even when bathing or using the toilet, especially not in front of anyone, let alone her own father. At this moment, her vulva and anus were completely exposed, covered in sticky, slippery vaginal fluid. The father then brought his face closer, inhaling the scent repeatedly. The daughter was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear. She quickly raised her hands to cover herself, panting, "...Father...Father...I'm so ashamed...No...Oh...Father!"

It was late summer, and the weather was hot. After all that, she was drenched in sweat, and her juices were flowing like a fountain. The room was dark and filled with the scent of her virginity. Zhao Qianbao was enjoying the smell and was about to lick his daughter's labia when she blocked him with her hands. Impatient, he turned and picked up his belt, grabbed her hands, wrapped it around her wrists twice, and pulled them up, tying them to the mosquito net post on the edge of the bed. Now, her arms were raised high above her head, and she could no longer struggle to cover herself. Her waist twisted back and forth, her breasts trembling, making her even more alluring.

Zhao Qianbao spread his daughter's legs apart and held her down firmly. Below her lower abdomen, a few sparse pubic hairs clung tightly to her fair skin, completely soaked. Two tender, peach-petal-like halves of flesh nestled between a pair of delicate, pink labia. The clitoris, like a tiny pearl, was hidden within the thin foreskin. The entire vulva looked as if it had just been pulled from the water, glistening and vibrant. The labia, now turned inside out, seemed reluctant to be seen, twitching slightly.

Zhao Qianbao, with insatiable hunger, stuck out his tongue and licked it. This was the first time in her life that this place had been touched by anyone, especially with a tongue. She felt a jolt of unprecedented sensation with each lick, an electric shock-like feeling coursing through her body. Her father's tongue was inserted between her labia, kissing her up and down, back and forth, even curling his tongue inside and stirring it endlessly. The sour and itchy sensation was indescribably pleasurable. Her vaginal fluids flowed like a small river, all of which her father sucked into his mouth. After holding it for a while, he mixed it with his saliva and spat it out, spilling it between her legs, down her thighs, and onto the bed, making her vulva and anus sticky and wet. Even her father's face was covered in her vaginal fluids. The tingling pleasure in her lower body felt like she was floating in the sky. Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision. Her cherry lips parted slightly, but she couldn't utter a word, only letting out soft, plaintive moans. Her whole body seemed to melt, drenched in fragrant sweat, her smooth, jade-like skin trembling as she rubbed against the bed. Her entire body twisted and convulsed with her father's tongue.

Zhao Qianbao tasted his daughter's labia for a while, and seeing her enjoying it, he felt smug. He opened his mouth and sucked tightly on her clitoris, gently biting it with his yellow teeth, his tongue rubbing it vigorously.

His daughter's little bud was suddenly bitten into his mouth, sucked, licked, and chewed. The tingling, numb pleasure surged like a river bursting its banks, rushing up her spine and into her heart. Her limbs and waist floated and trembled incessantly in this indescribable wave of pleasure. She groaned incoherently, "...Ah...ah...ah...ah...dad...dad...ah...ah...dad...daughter...ah...there...dad...ah...ah...good...ah...dad...good...ah...ah...so comfortable...dad...dad...ah...ah..."

Seeing his daughter's pleasure, Zhao Qianbao bit down hard on her clitoris and licked it forcefully. Suddenly, his daughter's thighs came together, trapping his head between them. Knowing his daughter was about to reach her limit, he thrust his tongue forcefully into her vagina, pressing his mouth tightly against her labia, sucking desperately. A wave of pleasure washed over her, and Xiang'er felt a sudden tingling numbness between her legs. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, her vagina and labia spasmed and contracted tightly, trapping her father's tongue inside. Her limbs trembled and curled together as if in a spasm, her vision blurred, and she could see and hear nothing. Her lips trembled, unable to close, her little tongue protruding, trying to cry out but unable to make a sound, only humming and panting from her nose. Her fingers and toes were taut and curled. Her breasts were swollen and hard, her nipples as hard as stones. It felt as if her entire body was filled with her father's tongue, waves of pleasure flowing through her body, both comfortable and uncomfortable, her mind hazy and she knew nothing more.

Zhao Qianbao felt a contraction and trembling in his daughter's vagina. He knew his daughter had wet herself, and then a gush of vaginal fluid flowed out like a fountain from her vagina. He quickly opened his mouth to catch it, sucking up every last drop. Mixing it with his saliva, he took a large mouthful and savored it carefully. Seeing his daughter lying there in a daze, her cherry-like mouth slightly open, breathing heavily in a state of blissful ecstasy. So he got up, pounced on his daughter, and pressed his tongue against hers, forcing open her teeth and pouring his mouthful of saliva and vaginal fluid into her mouth.

The daughter slowly came to her senses, and in her hazy state, she saw her father embracing her, kissing her incessantly. Her mouth was slippery and sticky, filled with a sweet and sour taste she couldn't quite place. Her father's tongue was swirling around in her mouth, constantly transferring saliva and saliva into her mouth. The girl, still savoring the afterglow of her climax, was just beginning to regain her senses and knew her father was being intimate with her. She no longer felt disgusted; instead, she felt an indescribable sweetness. She swallowed the fluid little by little, opened her cherry lips, letting her father lick and suck as he pleased, and offered her her little tongue to him, letting him hold it in his mouth, biting and sucking it.

After a while of affectionate intimacy, Xiang'er swallowed the saliva her father spat at her, blushing and shyly saying, "Father, daughter...daughter just now..."

Seeing his daughter's gentle and submissive manner, Zhao Qianbao was very pleased and lewdly chuckled, "Good girl, it felt very comfortable just now! Didn't it?" Without waiting for her reply, he began licking her again.

Zhao Qianbao knew his daughter was still a virgin, inexperienced in such matters, although his penis was already painfully erect. But considering that this girl was still his own daughter, he couldn't be cruel to her, especially since she was to be sold tomorrow. He couldn't afford to hurt her so easily. Therefore, he savored the moment, slowly and deliberately teasing her.

After kissing his daughter a few more times, Zhao Qianbao began licking her entire body, from head to toe, leaving no spot untouched. She held her daughter's delicate, fair body, kissing and licking it repeatedly. Her face, breasts, buttocks, hands, fingers, thighs, calves, shoulders, back, and waist were all thoroughly licked and caressed. Even her anus wasn't spared; she even stuck her tongue inside, causing her daughter to whimper in fear. Finally, she took each of her daughter's delicate toes into her mouth, sucking and licking them to her heart's content.

Xiang'er, already covered in fragrant sweat and vaginal fluid, was now further stained with a thick layer of her father's saliva and spittle. With her hands bound, she couldn't wipe herself. She felt completely wet. Her mouth, face, legs, and stomach were covered in patches of sticky fluid, and her fingers and toes were slippery and greasy, indistinguishable between sweat and saliva. Her vulva was still dripping with vaginal fluid, flowing all over her buttocks and even making her anus sticky. It was late summer, hot and humid, and the whole room reeked of her daughter's strange odor.

Although his daughter was covered in her vaginal fluid and stickiness, Zhao Qianbao felt a strange, pleasurable sensation from licking her, her body trembling and convulsing with pleasure. After licking his daughter's entire body a second time, she was barely breathing, unconscious from repeated orgasms.

Seeing that the time was right, Zhao Qianbao didn't hesitate any longer. He grabbed one of his unconscious daughter's small, fragrant feet, lifted it high, and then took her tattered bra, tying one end around her ankle and the other end to a rope hanging from the rafters. This way, one of his daughter's legs was hoisted up. Although her small body was still lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), her legs were spread into a "厂" shape, and she could no longer get up.

Zhao Qianbao sat on his daughter's other thigh and saw that her vulva was wet and glistening. Her two bright red labia were now slightly turned outwards, and her vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, which dripped onto the kang. Her clitoris was also already turned outwards, swollen and red, trembling slightly.

Zhao Qianbao leaned forward, thrusting his lower body over, and rubbed his thick penis against his daughter's lower abdomen, getting it wet with some fragrant sweat and vaginal fluid. He then held his penis in his hand and rubbed the glans back and forth on his daughter's vulva, causing bursts of vaginal fluid to fly and splash everywhere.

The eldest daughter, kissed and bitten by her father, felt weak all over, unable to muster any strength. She could only let Zhao Qianbao's soft tongue roam over her body. Before long, she was overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, panting softly. Then, she trembled twice and fainted. In her

hazy state, she vaguely felt something rubbing against her vulva. After two orgasms, her delicate labia were extremely sensitive and couldn't withstand the constant rubbing of the glans. She woke up.

Looking down, she blushed with shame. She saw one of her legs hanging high, and her father, leering, was rubbing his penis against her vulva.

Seeing his daughter wake up, Zhao Qianbao grinned maliciously and aimed his penis at her vagina, inserting the glans between her labia.

Seeing her father's penis inside her, the daughter knew he was about to deflower her and felt a surge of fear. She quickly closed her eyes tightly, waiting quietly. Her whole body trembled with tension. Although she was being forced by her father, she secretly harbored a certain anticipation and desire. Her vaginal fluids flowed even more profusely.

Zhao Qianbao had been holding back for a while. Now, he inserted the glans into his daughter's vagina. Although it wasn't deep, it was warm and wet, and the trembling from her body carried the sensation. It felt incredibly pleasurable. Unable to restrain himself any longer, he arched his back and thrust forcefully, inserting his entire penis into her vagina.

The girl, her eyes tightly closed, waited, feeling a sharp pain in her vagina, as if something was being torn apart. Then, a thick, hard penis was inserted into her body. Just moments before, under her father's tongue, she had already endured several acts of lewd humiliation and abuse. Her vagina was slippery and wet with vaginal fluids. The pain quickly subsided. Instead, the sensation of her father's thick penis inside her was itchy and numb, yet it felt as if her body was completely filled, bulging, even more comfortable than before.

With her eyes closed, the daughter let out a soft moan.

Zhao Qianbao thrust his penis forcefully into his daughter's vagina, breaking her hymen in one stroke, then stopped thrusting, enjoying the soft, warm sensation inside her vagina.

The slippery, tender flesh inside the daughter's vagina tightly gripped Zhao Qianbao's penis. With each tremor, her clitoris twitched, and the vaginal walls contracted and relaxed, sucking the penis firmly. The walls were wet, and vaginal fluid flowed continuously down the penis, as if it were soaking in sticky hot water.

With her father's penis inside her, a feeling of fullness and satisfaction spread throughout her body, causing her to moan involuntarily. But after a while, her father neither pulled out nor moved, simply leaving his penis inside her and ignoring her. She felt a little uneasy but was too embarrassed to ask. A tingling, itchy sensation began to rise in her vagina. Her entire body was soaked with her own vaginal fluids, sweat, and her father's saliva, sticky and pungent with a strange odor. The smell alone was unsettling, and now a thick, large penis was inserted into her vagina, filling it completely, yet she remained motionless. Her breasts swelled as if filled with boiling water, her nipples red and swollen. Her whole body itched unbearably, as if insects were crawling all over her.

Xiang'er was in agony, wanting to struggle and move, but her hands were tied above her head, one leg was suspended high, and her body was pressed down by her father. She could only wriggle slightly and let out soft moans.

Zhao Qianbao saw his daughter beneath him, panting and writhing, her eyes hazy with longing and expectation, looking at him.

So he leered at his daughter and asked, "My dear daughter, did Daddy make you feel good? Tell me." The eldest daughter blushed instantly, quickly turning her head away and closing her eyes tightly. After a while, unable to bear the soreness in her body, she shyly whispered, "......good..." Her voice was barely a whisper, but it was full of longing and anticipation.

Zhao Qianbao chuckled maliciously, lifted his waist and pulled his penis out halfway, then with a forceful thrust, he shoved it back in, but not all the way in.

Xiang'er, lying there, felt her father's penis suddenly withdraw, her tender vagina twitching from the friction, feeling incredibly uncomfortable, but her body suddenly felt empty. Just as she was reluctant for her father to pull his penis out, it was suddenly thrust back in, all the way in, pressing against her clitoris, her vagina filled to the brim, swollen and full. As the penis plunged in, it slid and rubbed against her soft, fleshy walls, a feeling of fullness mingling with the indescribable tingling sensation in her vagina, creating waves of immense, ineffable pleasure that instantly spread throughout her body. Then, her father began to thrust forcefully

and relentlessly. The previous stifling discomfort vanished, replaced by a wave of pleasurable, tingling sensations. The daughter began to twist her waist incessantly, each thrust bringing her increasing satisfaction and excitement. Gradually, her body writhed more intensely, actively responding to her father's thrusts, allowing the penis to penetrate deeply into her core with each stroke. Whenever the glans struck her clitoris, the daughter couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Zhao Qianbao didn't care about depth, force, or pace; each thrust was all the way to the hilt, reaching her very core, the glans seemingly embedded deep within his daughter's womb. When he withdrew, it was almost entirely pulled out, leaving only the glans inside. With each thrust, the entire penis was wet and shiny, soaking the girl's vaginal fluids everywhere. Each time it was withdrawn, a thick, glistening liquid flowed down her buttocks, anus, and thighs, dripping onto the bed. The virgin

's vagina was soft and tight, narrowly enveloping Zhao Qianbao's thick penis, making it feel suffocating. The tender walls were warm and supple; with each thrust, it felt as if countless cherry lips were kissing and sucking, countless fragrant tongues were entwining and licking. A pleasurable and comfortable sensation spread throughout his body.

Zhao Qianbao, who frequented brothels and dens, had never experienced such enjoyment. He was filled with satisfaction, becoming even more unrestrained, and riding on her with unbridled abandon. He hummed, "Good girl! Not bad! Really good! Enjoyable! So comfortable! It's worth raising you all these years..." He thrust harder, showing no mercy, his movements becoming increasingly fierce.

The eldest daughter, experiencing love for the first time, couldn't withstand such torment. After only a dozen or twenty thrusts, less than the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, she was already exhausted. One leg kicked and twitched on the bed, her cherry-like mouth wide open, panting heavily, her chest heaving, her breasts swaying with her father's thrusts. A flood of pleasurable sensations coursed through her body. Suddenly, her whole body stiffened, her vagina contracting sharply, gripping her father's penis tightly. Her core convulsed, a wave of sweet and sour pleasure surging from her vagina throughout her body. Her skin stretched taut, burning as if on fire. Her hands were clenched into fists, tightly pressed together, her small, tender feet curled up, toes and all. Her mouth was wide open, but she couldn't breathe. Her eyes were staring at the ceiling beam, but she couldn't see anything; all she could see was a colorful blur. Her whole body was weak and trembling. After a few convulsions, she collapsed onto the bed, unconscious.

Zhao Qianbao was thrusting vigorously when suddenly a gush of hot fluid spurted from his daughter's womb, and then her vagina tightly gripped his penis. He felt his daughter's whole body tremble uncontrollably. Zhao Qianbao knew his daughter had wet herself again. He looked up and saw that his daughter had already closed her eyes and fainted. He didn't care at all. He was just getting aroused and didn't care about her. So he reached out and pressed down on his daughter's waist, increasing his strength and thrusting even more fiercely.

In a daze, Xiang'er was relentlessly thrust into by her father's penis. The overwhelming pleasure made her whole body feel numb, sore and unable to move. Her mind was blank, and she instinctively gasped for breath, her juices splashing everywhere and sweat pouring down her body.

Under Zhao Qianbao's thrusting, Xiang'er experienced another orgasm in her unconscious state.

Zhao Qianbao thrust relentlessly with his engorged penis. His daughter, already seemingly lifeless, lay motionless beneath him, subjected to his wanton rape and abuse. After a few more forceful thrusts, a sudden tremor ran through her vagina. The vaginal walls convulsed and contracted spasmodically, her bright red labia turned inside out. Gushes of vaginal fluid gushed from her uterus, sliding down his penis and spraying onto both of them. His daughter's teeth were clenched, her cherry-like lips now pale and bloodless, taut and tightly pressed together. Her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily. Her nipples were swollen and bright red, as if they could bleed if squeezed. Tears streamed down her face, dripping onto the bed.

Xiang'er lay unconscious, then slowly awoke from the ravages of a series of orgasmic pleasures. Her entire body felt numb except for the tingling, numbing sensation in her vagina from the violation. It was as if her body no longer belonged to her; her limbs were limp, and she couldn't even muster the strength to move a toe.

Her delicate labia, already excessively sensitive from the successive orgasms, were now being relentlessly ravaged by her father, trembling with each fierce thrust and impact. The unbearable pleasure tore at her body. She lay there, utterly crippled, allowing her father to do as he pleased.

With a mighty effort, she slightly opened her eyes, her gaze pleading, tears welling in her eyes. Her pale lips trembled slightly as she stared with a mournful expression at Zhao Qianbao, who was raping her like a beast.

Seeing his daughter awake but still unable to move, lying there looking at him pitifully, Zhao Qianbao's lust was aroused even more. He didn't care whether his daughter could handle it. He reached out and pulled down the tattered bra tied around her ankles, lifted her legs and placed them on his shoulders, leaning forward and pressing his entire body against hers. This allowed his penis to penetrate even deeper, plunging into her uterus. The pleasurable sensation on his glans intensified, increasing the speed of his thrusts. His hands weren't idle either; he reached forward and squeezed her breasts, kneading and twisting them with great pleasure.

Seeing his daughter struggling and begging for mercy, he lewdly said, "Good girl, today I'm going to enjoy myself properly! This is just the beginning! You'd better serve me well!" With that, he opened his mouth and bit her cherry lips.

Xiang'er was so weak and sore that she couldn't move. She wanted to beg for mercy, but her father only intensified his lewd pleasure. Just as she was about to speak, her father silenced her with a kiss, sucking her tongue out and making her suck on it. Helpless, she could only submit to her father's abuse. Her vagina was being ravaged by his penis, the pleasure of the thrusting and pounding growing stronger. Her recently regained consciousness began to haze again.

Zhao Qianbao brutally raped his daughter again, finding it increasingly pleasurable. Beneath him were his daughter's jade-like thighs. In his hands were her soft, tender breasts, the pointed nipples trembling incessantly. In his mouth was his daughter's smooth, soft tongue. The room was filled with the intoxicating scent of lewdness. His daughter's labia and vagina trembled and convulsed under the ravages of his thick penis.

Overwhelmed by waves of indescribable pleasure, he finally couldn't hold back any longer. He thrust his hips forward, plunging his penis deep into his daughter's core. A tingling sensation shot through his glans, and a thick stream of semen gushed out, filling his daughter's womb. The orgasm was incredibly long; several days' worth of semen was released all at once into his daughter's body.

Xiang'er's womb, sprayed with the scalding semen, felt as if it had been set on fire, burning her entire body. Her vulva was soaked with her father's semen, and a tingling, numbing pleasure surged through her lower abdomen, bringing her to another climax.

After her father had ejaculated all his semen into her womb, he felt a complex mix of emotions—sadness mixed with a hint of joy, and above all, overwhelming shame. Tears welled up and streamed down her cheeks, soaking the entire bed...

Meanwhile, Xiu'er, hiding behind the water vat, watched her father rape and ravage her sister all night long. Her sister fainted countless times, moaning and panting, whether from pleasure or pain, it was hard to tell.

Xiu'er, thirteen, didn't understand matters of the heart. Having secretly witnessed this erotic spectacle, she felt as if she were in a steamer, her breath coming in gasps, her face flushed, and her body weak. She was drenched in sweat, her crotch soaked and sticky, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.

The next day, Xiang'er was taken to Qinglong County and sold by Zhao Qianbao. From that day on, only Xiu'er and Zhao Qianbao lived in the house. Xiu'er dared not bathe again; every time her father glared at her, her heart pounded with fear.

Hearing her father say that he was also going to sell her, she became frightened. She squatted down in front of the stove, not daring to make a sound, watching the flames in the stove, and quietly waiting for her father's judgment.

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