Mother was humiliated

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I was woken up early this morning by the ringing of the phone. I waited a while, but no one answered, so I sleepily went to the living room and picked up the incessantly ringing phone. A man's voice came through, speaking very broken Mandarin with a rural accent.

"Mom, it's the phone for you. It's from Dad's construction site," I called out, knocking on my mother's door.

My mother seemed to be fast asleep; it took me a while for her to come out of her room, wearing only her underwear. She gently answered the phone, "Hello, this is his wife. What can I do for you?" "Ah," my mother exclaimed softly, then said in a trembling, unusual voice, "What did you say? He owes you several months' wages." Seeing the surprise and panic on my mother's face, I knew something must have happened to my father, so I anxiously listened to the conversation.

"Why is our beautiful teacher up so early?" Qin Hong was also woken up by the phone call. He walked behind his mother and habitually lifted her large breasts from under her bra, playing with them as usual.

"Get away! Don't touch me!" his mother yelled angrily. Qin Hong wasn't angry. He then lifted his mother's bra, revealing her large breasts. His mother glared at him again, then turned away and ignored him.

"Ah, it's nothing, please continue," his mother stammered into the phone. "Okay, I'll definitely bring the money. Please don't hurt him." She was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Okay, okay, 200,000 is no small amount. I'll go as soon as I get the money. Hmm, I won't call the police, don't worry." "I have something to do and need to leave immediately. You should leave too," his mother said anxiously, pushing Qin Hong's hand away.

"What's wrong? You have a lover outside, don't you?" Qin Hong didn't care about the content of the phone call at all. He jokingly reached his hand into his mother's pink panties again.

"Stop it, please. My husband's in trouble, you should leave quickly." Mom's eyes were brimming with tears, and she looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"Okay, but don't forget, I still have those videotapes of yours." Qin Hong had drunk a lot last night and was feeling very unwell this morning, so he wasn't in the mood for women and stopped bothering Mom. As soon as

Qin Hong and the others left, the house fell silent, as if it had returned to its former peaceful, almost blissful tranquility. "Xiao Gang, you stay home alone and don't go anywhere." Mom told me a few words and then went out, probably to help Dad get money; she probably wouldn't be back soon. I waited a while longer, and seeing that Qin Hong and the others hadn't returned, I couldn't wait to take out a videotape and put it into the VCR.

Back then, there were no DVDs; the common household VCR was this kind of black rectangular one. This machine could not only play videotapes but also record the content of television. I pressed the play button marked with a triangle, and because I didn't know what was on the tape, I was so nervous that I could hear my heart pounding. The TV screen first showed a floor covered with a red carpet. Just as I was wondering what was going on, a man's voice came through, "What's so special about this woman you brought? If she's not up to par, we'll lose money today." "Don't worry, Dad. Not only is she beautiful and has a great figure, but she's also a teacher. With her, we're guaranteed to make a fortune." I recognized Qin Hong's voice, and the man who had just spoken to him must be Qin Hong's father.

"Hmm, alright, I believe you. Since you've chosen her, you can't go wrong." Qin Hong's father sighed. The woman they were talking about must be my mother. What would they do to her? I couldn't help but feel excited.

At this point, they finally raised the camera, and a man in his fifties appeared on the screen.

Obviously, the one holding the camera was Qin Hong, and this man was Qin Hong's father, the owner of the nightclub. His appearance was somewhat incongruous with his profession; he had neatly combed short hair, wore black-rimmed glasses, a gray shirt, black trousers, and leather shoes—all very ordinary-looking. He had the air of a scholar; if not told otherwise, people would mistake him for a university professor or a writer.

"She's a teacher, will she listen to us obediently?" Qin Hong's father seemed hesitant.

"Dad, don't worry, once I've filmed it, I'm not afraid she won't listen. Even normally prim and proper women care about their image. It's just that the aphrodisiac Dr. Wang gave her has worn off these past few days; I don't know if you can handle her during the recording." "Haha, your dad never uses drugs with women. Let me show you what real skill is today." Qin Hong's father turned around, facing the door, and gently opened it, Qin Hong following behind filming. I continued watching, feeling slightly uneasy about their plans for my mother.

After they entered the room, the screen showed a luxuriously decorated office with a large chair in the center, complete with a sofa and wine cabinet. The windows were completely covered by thick curtains, with only the desk lamp emitting a dim yellow light. My mother sat awkwardly on the sofa, and stood up unsure of what to do when someone entered.

Qin Hong's father walked up to his mother, looking her up and down. Although his mother was over thirty, she appeared more mature than the younger girls, and her charm remained undiminished. In the dim light, he gazed at her intently for a long time before saying, "Don't be nervous. I'm Qin Hong's father, and also the owner of this nightclub. I've called you here today to discuss something." "Discuss something with me? I... I can't help you with anything." His mother, seeing his refined and polite demeanor, smiled slightly and took a small step back to maintain a distance.

"This matter requires your help. To be honest, my nightclub is getting fewer and fewer customers; business is tough. What I want to discuss with you today is to invite you to perform here. With your qualifications, it's definitely no problem." Although he seemed very sincere, his mother was momentarily confused.

"Perform? But I can't sing or dance. Let go of me, let me go home." Taking advantage of his mother's slight hesitation, he stepped forward and grabbed her arm. The mother instinctively sensed danger and staggered involuntarily.

"Heh heh, you don't need to sing or dance, just take off a few clothes." He finally spoke the truth, his eyes gleaming with a wolfish light.

"No, let me go back, I won't do this kind of thing!" The mother was stunned, unable to believe her ears. She struggled to leave, but the door was completely blocked by Qin Hong, who was holding a camera.

"Ah, move aside, I want to go home!" The mother's voice trembled, filled with anger as she shouted at Qin Hong, who was blocking her way.

"You don't need to pretend to be so high and mighty anymore, I know everything about you. Since you're so close to us, why are you refusing?" Qin Hong's father grabbed the mother from behind, threw her onto the sofa, and then pressed down on her.

"Let me go, let me go, get away, don't touch me!" Shouting fiercely, Qin Hong also walked to the sofa with the camera, pointing the lens at the struggling mother. Qin Hong's father, who had previously appeared so refined, suddenly revealed his beastly nature.

"Trying to leave? You're dreaming. You'd better behave." Qin Hong's father pressed his mother down, pressed his face against her chest, and carefully inhaled her scent. "So fragrant. Let me savor it." He then took off his glasses, tossed them aside, and pounced on her face to kiss her cheek.

"Get away, you filthy pervert, you're disgusting!" His saliva covered her face, and with her body pinned down, she could only turn her face away, avoiding the foul breath emanating from his mouth.

"Hehe, your lips are so sweet, let me see somewhere else," he said, sitting up and grabbing his mother's large breasts. "Look at her big breasts, so big and bouncy, they feel so soft and wonderful to touch." His mother struggled, pushing him away forcefully, and staggered off the sofa, running towards the door. Qin Hong's father grabbed her clothes from behind, and the two of them wrestled and fell to the ground together.

Although Qin Hong's father was older, he was still a man. He held his mother firmly and pulled her back onto the sofa. The two of them lay on the sofa, one hand around his mother's chest, the other groping her smooth thighs, lifting her skirt to reveal her full and alluring thighs and buttocks.

"Let go! Don't touch me!" His mother desperately waved her hands to stop his advances, but after a struggle, he pinned her down again. He forcefully kissed his mother's lips, but she kept them tightly closed, refusing to let his tongue enter.

"Ah, ah, no!" Unable to get what he wanted, Qin Hong's father grabbed his mother's head and slammed it against the sofa armrest several times.

"If you don't behave, you won't leave here alive today." The mother was nearly knocked unconscious by the impact. He continued to lower his head, kissing her soft, alluring lips, his tongue darting into her mouth, sucking the nectar from her lips.

The mother slowly opened her eyes and pushed him away forcefully. Qin Hong's father angrily slapped the mother, straddling her and tearing at her clothes. Although the mother struggled desperately, her clothes were still pulled up. "How is it? It feels good to touch your big breasts like this, doesn't it?" He then lifted the mother's white bra and took one of her cherry-like nipples into his mouth.

"Your breasts feel so good, so soft and comfortable." Qin Hong's father sucked and licked the mother's nipples, taking turns savoring her two large breasts. The breasts that had provided me with nourishment in my childhood were now providing spiritual sustenance for many men.

"Help! Someone save me!" Her breasts were covered in his saliva as her desperate cries affected his mood. "Shut up! If you scream again, I'll kill you. You'll enjoy yourself today." Qin Hong's father covered his mother's mouth tightly with his hand. When he removed his hand, she opened her mouth, gasping for air. Qin Hong's father took her lips into his mouth, and she stared at his狰狞 face with terror and anger.

"Get away! Don't film me!" Along with her shouts, the camera lens moved closer to her body. Qin Hong's father also pulled open her top, revealing her breasts. To capture this close-up, the lens was almost touching her body.

"Don't film me! Please don't film me!" The mother tugged at her clothes, trying to put them back on. Qin Hong's father then lifted her skirt, and the camera lens turned to her lower body, focusing on her private parts clad in white lace panties.

"No, let me go!" Mom, disregarding her fully exposed breasts, hurriedly reached out to stop him, but unable to reach his arm, she could only hold onto her underwear tightly. He yanked hard, and the underwear was pulled down in one go. "Stop, stop filming!" Mom suddenly cried out, the image showing a clear close-up of a woman's genitals. I had never seen a woman's genitals so clearly before, let alone my own mother's. Between those jade-like legs was the passage to a woman's soul, the entrance to a secret paradise. It was as beautiful as a half-open flower bud, capable of tempting any man in the world to give everything for it.

"Wow, it's amazing, I never thought you had such beautiful labia majora." Mom's genitals were plump and large, tightly tinged with a peach-pink color, the pubic hair that had been shaved a few days ago hadn't fully grown back, just a few sparse dots on it.

"Is this Teacher Zhao's honey hole? It smells so good." Qin Hong's father ruined this beautiful scene, impatiently kissing it, another of Mom's important parts being tasted by him.

"Ah, no, don't lick anymore," the mother sobbed. His tongue, like a snake, trembled and roamed over her genitals. The mother struggled to sit up, but Qin Hong's father sat on her stomach and began to undress while rubbing her genitals, preparing for intercourse. The mother beneath him was completely immobilized, only able to close her eyes tightly, weeping as she awaited the impending humiliation.

"As a teacher, don't you feel ashamed that someone can touch your cunt and it becomes so wet and slippery?" The mother's genitals gradually became wet with his rubbing. Qin Hong's father had stripped naked and brought his filthy and ugly penis to the mother's mouth. "Haha, today I'm going to use it to make you, this stubborn teacher, completely submit." The mother had her eyes tightly closed, but she still noticed his intentions, so she tightly closed her lips. He couldn't force it in, and finally had to give up.

"Ah, ah, no, no!" He licked his mother's vulva with his tongue, making it even wetter, and then guided his large penis into her vagina. His movements were fluid and practiced, without a single pause. His mother had no time to resist, which showed how many women he had violated.

"If I don't use this thing to make you feel good, you, as a teacher, won't know the advantages of a man's penis." Their lower bodies were tightly joined together, their bodies perfectly pressed together. He moved his penis inside his mother's vagina while lifting the clothes that had been covering her breasts, grabbing her breasts as if riding a powerful motorcycle.

"Stop! Stop now!" His mother continued to cry out, her face covered in tears. "Ah, ah, no, no!" His mother's cries grew louder, her hands tearing at his body. Qin Hong's father lifted his mother's legs and thrust his hips even harder.

"Haha, you seem to really want it now. Shouldn't you be acting all proper?" Mom's voice began to wheeze, her body drenched in sweat, her skin turning pink. Qin Hong's father frantically kissed and licked the sweat from Mom's face, then flipped her over, tightly embracing her large buttocks as he rode her wildly. His bulging muscles didn't resemble those of a man over fifty.

"How's it going? Feeling good, huh?" Qin Hong said, turning the camera to his father's back, showing the scene between his legs. His large testicles swayed back and forth with his hip movements, constantly slapping against Mom's vulva, which was stretched open by his huge penis. Her thick labia gripped the dragon, oozing milky white fluid.

Mom was completely dazed from his fucking, her hair disheveled, her clothes in disarray, her expression and thoughts all muddled, only able to utter "Ah, ah" sounds. "As long as you behave, I'll make you feel great. All you have to do is be a woman who thinks about men's penises all the time." His thrusting speed didn't slow down, so I had to fast forward for almost twenty minutes. He injected his white semen, like milk, into my mother's body before pulling his penis out of her vagina.

My mother forgot about morality and fully enjoyed this sexual feast. Qin Hong's father sat next to her, resting. After a while, he saw my mother open her eyes and recover from the pleasure, and said, "You squeezed me until my legs went weak. How was it? Did you enjoy it? As long as you agree to perform, I promise I won't bother you again." "No, no, I, I don't want to do that kind of performance." My mother didn't lose herself. She gritted her teeth, her voice trembling. Seeing that being gentle didn't work, Qin Hong's father had to resort to force.

"It seems you're going to have to drink the penalty cup instead of a polite toast." Saying this, he stepped out of the frame, found some rope from somewhere, and tied my mother's hands together and her feet together as well. My mother lay exhausted on the sofa, silently watching him casually manipulate her body.

"Do you know how the police deal with criminals? Today, I'll let you experience it for yourself." Qin Hong's father placed the terrified mother on a wooden stool, then blindfolded and eardrummed her, preventing her from hearing or seeing and thus hindering her ability to perceive time. "The secret to dealing with women is to never let them regain their composure." Qin Hong's father displayed a somewhat arrogant and superior attitude. My heart pounded; I wondered what new tricks they had come up with to torture my mother.

"It hurts so much! Let me go! I need to use the restroom!" My mother sat anxiously on the stool, but soon couldn't bear it any longer and began to cry out for help. Qin Hong's father took out the eardrums and said, "Want to use the restroom? Okay, I'll take you, but you have to be obedient." My mother nodded. He pulled her up, untied the ropes binding her feet, and put the eardrums back on. My mother seemed to have forgotten that her clothes weren't covering her private parts, and obediently allowed him to push her out of the room.

The scene quickly shifted to a stage with a large audience, both men and women. Qin Hong's father led my mother onto the stage, and the audience began to murmur.

"Wow, today was definitely worth it, such a beautiful woman!" "She looks like a young married woman, perfect for changing things up a bit." "This woman is so pretty, my dick is rock hard." "Where am I? I think I hear people talking." Although my mother was wearing earplugs, they didn't completely block out the noise, and she could still faintly hear the audience's comments.

Qin Hong's father gestured for silence, and the audience immediately fell silent. He led my mother to a specially designed stool on the stage. The stool's unique feature was that its surface was a toilet seat, apparently for defecation. However, if it were actually used for defecation, the entire process would be clearly visible to everyone.

"There's no one here, listen carefully, there's no sound. We're almost at the toilet, just hold it in a little longer." Qin Hong's father took off his mother's earplugs and said. His mother listened carefully and, finding no sound, relaxed.

"Could you go out first? I want to use the toilet alone." His mother bent down, touched the toilet seat on the stool with her bound hands, and then said to Qin Hong's father.

"You're so troublesome. What if you run away after I leave?" he said, helping to take off his mother's skirt and underwear.

"You, you go out, don't look at me, I can't pee." His mother stood there, at a loss, somewhat anxious, as if she could hardly hold it in any longer.

"Shut up, just pee already, you're so nagging." Qin Hong's father pressed his hesitant mother onto the stool.

"No, get out, I..." she suddenly sobbed, "If you won't let me see, I'll make you pee in front of me." Qin Hong's father pressed down on his mother's smooth knees, then forcefully spread them apart, lifting her up. His mother's legs curled up in front of her, her lower body wide open, facing the audience below. Her labia majora were engorged and glossy, parted from the recent intercourse. Such a beautiful vulva was something even seasoned veterans who frequented brothels had never seen before. Their eyes were fixed on his mother's genitals, and they didn't make a sound even without Qin Hong's father's command.

"No, I'll pee outside!" His mother was completely unaware of where she was, still naively worried about peeing outside the toilet.

"Pee quickly. It's okay if you pee outside." Whether it was because of his command or because she couldn't hold it in any longer, some drops of water began to seep from his mother's vulva, then slowly became a stream. The stream gradually rose, and when it was parallel to the ground, Qin Hong's father suddenly removed his mother's blindfold.

"Ah, what is this? You're lying to me! Don't look!" As Mom's eyes adjusted to the light, she suddenly realized her predicament. She screamed desperately, hitting Qin Hong's father's arms that were holding her legs with her tightly bound hands. Mom never imagined she would urinate in front of so many people. Her dignity as a woman was completely gone. This made her instinctively want to hold back her urine, but the urine, which had been slightly reduced, still gushed forward with all her might. She couldn't hold it in anymore halfway through. Mom suddenly gave up all hope, completely immersed in the pain she was in, letting the urine spray onto the audience below.

"Ah, ah, no!" Mom's urine sprayed onto the ground in front of her, splashing up again. I was completely stunned, my heart pounding. The audience below was also excited, starting to take pictures. The sound of shutters was everywhere, and the flashes made Mom's body exceptionally clear.

"Don't take pictures of me, you beasts. You're not human." Urine gushed out in spurts, and Mom's tears flowed down like broken pearls. When the urine finished flowing, the audience below cheered. The mother, preoccupied with her tears, forgot to spread her legs, leaving her genitals exposed to the crowd. So Qin Hong's father stopped holding her down.

"Ah, get away, don't touch me, you bastard," the mother sobbed softly, her tears seemingly calming her slightly. Then an audience member handed Qin Hong's father a wad of cash, jumped onto the stage, and began kissing the mother's genitals. The mother pushed his head away forcefully, like a stray dog seeing long-awaited food, impossible to shoo away. Qin Hong's father, holding the money, smiled contentedly as he watched his mother being wantonly violated on stage.

"Please, let me go. Please let me go," the mother pleaded, like a pitiful, wounded bird, trembling with fear, too afraid to look him in the eye. The audience member untied the ropes binding the mother's hands and then stripped her of her clothes piece by piece until she was completely naked. Then he grabbed his mother's arms, forcing her two large, round breasts to his chest. While playing with her body, he didn't forget to humiliate her by displaying them to the audience.

After forcing her to expose her breasts for a while, he turned her around, showing her full, alluring buttocks to the audience. He first made her raise her buttocks, then stroked them a few times, parting her large, fat buttocks to reveal her anus.

"Ah, let me go! Let me go!" The urine had already flowed down her back, so her anus was wet. He forcefully spread his mother's buttocks, making her anus and thick labia clearly visible from behind.

"Haha, this woman's vagina is all wet." He used his hand to probe her vagina, then parted her labia to make it clear to the audience.

"Ah, no!" He pulled down his pants, his long penis eagerly thrusting into her vagina from behind. His mother seemed to have expected this. Since he had spent so much money, of course he would ejaculate inside her vagina. Although Mom kept crying and screaming, her body had to cooperate with him in order to end this nightmare as soon as possible.

"Only bitches would do something like this. I won't let you orgasm so easily. You must be feeling terrible." He started thrusting more slowly, as if he didn't want to stimulate himself too much, so that his money would be well spent and the time of humiliating Mom would be prolonged.

Mom's body swayed violently back and forth with his movements, so she had to lie down and hold onto the stool with both hands. After a while, he lifted Mom up from behind while still thrusting, and they sat on the stool together. Mom was sitting between his legs, and the back-and-forth movement of her body became an up-and-down movement. This sight caused another burst of flashes from the cameras below. He lifted Mom's legs up, making the point of genital contact clearer in the film of the audience's cameras. This intense stimulation not only brought Mom to orgasm, but also made him ejaculate.

Several more audience members paid to go on stage and have sex with Mom in various positions. My mother's body, though voluptuous, was incredibly soft, perfectly accommodating their various demands. This videotape had become a complete sex instruction film; I don't know how much semen was poured into her vagina and mouth. Unfortunately, the videotape was already at the end, so I had to take out a second tape and put it into the VCR.

[The End]

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