Incest? Abuse

Incest? Abuse
in the luxurious lobby of a high-end hotel. Like young lovers, they embraced each other as they walked up the stairs. Shima's voluptuous beauty and mature body naturally attracted many curious glances.

The tall, handsome Meiji and the elegantly dressed Shima didn't look like an ordinary mother and son; they resembled a female celebrity and a young, up-and-coming actor in love.

Shima herself was a fashion model in her youth, frequently appearing on the runway and accustomed to being seen, so she paid no attention to adult men and women. However, she observed the young woman, seemingly attending a wedding ceremony, with complex emotions, admiring her charm.

Just two hours earlier, she had broken up with the sixteen-year-old bride who was about to become her beloved son's bride. Her lovely face and youthful, sexy body remained etched in Shima's memory, making her unable to resist paying attention to girls her age.

Abandoned by her husband for ten years, and with her beloved son, Meiji, also her passionate lover, stolen away by the bride Chie, Shima felt a pain that almost made her heart bleed.

Yet, the thought of training a pure, beautiful girl into a female slave surpassing herself gave Shima an incomparably wicked pleasure, even causing a tingling sensation in her womb.

At this moment, Meiji was filled with longing for his mother, Yuri, who was younger than Shima and possessed a different kind of sensuality. Yuri's beautiful face, elegant demeanor, and mature, voluptuous body, even visible through her clothes, evoked intense desire.

"Mom, hurry up."

The unpleasant sensation from his erect penis, which was almost bursting through her underwear and leaking clear fluid, coupled with a surge of sadistic desire, made the handsome young man impatient. He tightly embraced his mother's slender waist, which was clad in three-inch heels and unable to walk steadily.

"It hurts. You're so rough. Do you really want Mom that much? You're too impatient."

Shima, with a lewd look in her eyes and a hoarse voice, quickened her pace, looking at her beloved son.

Their thighs rubbed together, the erect clitoris, gripped tightly by her labia, hardened, causing even greater pleasure. Seeing a dozen or so people waiting for the elevator, a masochistic desire surged from deep within her womb. She whispered in Meiji's ear,

"Hit Mom hard... harder."

A lewd smile spread across Meiji's handsome face. He had known since high school that his beautiful mother enjoyed enduring the humiliation of being beaten in front of strangers, and that it aroused her unusually.

She had been slapped in public at department store counters or high-end clothing stores, leaving clear red handprints on her face, reaching orgasm in front of astonished shop assistants.

"Mom is really horny, but don't leak urine."

Meiji nodded, giving his mother's plump buttocks a hard pinch.

Standing behind the crowd waiting for the elevator, a woman, embodying a sadomasochistic sexual act, began to perform a lewd drama.

"You made me wait an hour? Don't you have any sense of time?"

"I'm sorry, Chairman, I accidentally forgot."

Shima, pretending to be the young chairman, lowered her head in apology.

Suddenly, a crisp slap rang out on Shima's face, her lips trembling slightly with anticipation. A dozen or so people waiting for the elevator turned to look at them simultaneously.

"Please forgive me, it was my fault. I will apologize to the customers."

Just then, the elevator arrived. Many customers stepped out. Once inside, all eyes were on the two of them, intoxicating Shima with the pleasure of being abused, her burning uterus contracting violently.

She thought to herself how pleasurable it would be if she showed an indifferent expression now, letting others look at her with reproach, and her son immediately thrust his erect penis into her vagina. But Shima still pretended to be frightened and lowered her head.

The middle-aged American couple, who seemed to be a married couple, cursed the tyranny of Japanese men, which made Shima feel a morbidly excited.

Only the two of them walked out of the elevator on the thirty-eighth floor. As the elevator doors closed, Meiji coldly commanded, pulling his mother's skirt up to her chest.

"Wobble your slutty ass and masturbate as you walk to the room. Mom, you've thought about it, haven't you?

I know what you're thinking. As long as I get my hands on a virgin, those little brats who haven't even lost their milky smell, I'll give them to you as toys. I still want you, Mom."

Meiji finished speaking mockingly and slapped his mother's plump buttocks hard.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the hallway, but someone could push open the door and come out at any moment.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing sobs, her face filled with tears and pleading, leaving red handprints, when the sound of slapping rang out again. "Hurry up and play with her as you walk, I'll lift your skirt for you. Is that good enough, Mom?"

An unusually hot and itchy sensation surged from deep within her womb, making Shima's voice hoarse.

"You're such a cruel child. Fine! I'll do it now."

"It's Mom who trained me to be like this, so hurry up and pray no one comes. But I'm not afraid of being seen."

After Meiji sneered like this, the sadistic desires trained by his mother made him take his mother's beautiful lips and insert his index finger into her anus.

Her humiliated, tearful eyes, her trembling lips, her subconsciously twisting her plump buttocks, revealing her black pubic hair as she danced a lewd dance—although he was used to this sight, it still completely intoxicated Meiji.

"If you dare to resist, I'll insert my penis into your vagina right here."

His mother, still hesitant about masturbation, whispered this in his ear, and Meiji's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Although he was about to have a beautiful young wife and a mature mother-in-law, he was still unwilling to give up the mother who had made him a man and taught him all about sexual pleasure.

"No, you mustn't do that. Mom will be so ashamed. I'll make you happy in bed." As Shima spoke, she placed her fingers on her wet vulva, inserting her index and middle fingers into her vagina, roughly rubbing her extremely sensitive clitoris with her mother's touch.

She let out lewd sobs, her lower abdomen and buttocks swaying uncontrollably back and forth and side to side.

She had been addicted to masturbation since her teenage years, and the loneliness caused by her husband's frequent neglect after marriage was something she resolved with her own fingers.

Even now, after becoming her beloved son's sex slave, Shima remains addicted to masturbation. In places where she's constantly being seen, she experiences intense pleasure.

The feeling of her son holding her slender waist, coldly observing her wanton state, and letting out low, mocking laughs intensifies Shima's morbid joy and the writhing of her naked lower body, accompanied by hysterical sobs.

"Ah…that's great…it doesn't matter if someone sees. After all, Mommy is your slave, a sow more lewd than a prostitute. Torture me until dawn tonight!"

The intense sensuality causes Shima's lower body to spasm, releasing copious amounts of nectar from her vulva. Shima bites her lip desperately, otherwise she would surely scream.

"Isn't this good, Mom? Walking like this while masturbating gives you the greatest pleasure, that's what Mom said, so you should wiggle your hips even more."

The distance of less than a hundred meters felt incredibly long; at the end of the road lay a hell of lust. But Shima desperately endured it, swaying as she played with her clitoris.

At the corner of the corridor, they suddenly encountered a male waiter coming from the opposite direction. For a moment, all three of them froze in surprise.

Shima let out a scream that sounded like a horrible cry, pressed against the wall. The waiter, only eighteen or nineteen years old, stared dumbfounded at the female customer's frenzy. Only Meiji immediately regained his composure, smiling at the waiter,

"Don't worry about it, the room is just ahead. We were just joking."

Meiji gave a playful look, took a banknote from his pocket and stuffed it into the male waiter's uniform pocket, lowered his skirt, and gently hugged his mother, who was crying with her face pressed against the wall.

"Go to the room quickly, it's my fault."

Feeling the male waiter's curious gaze from behind, Shima quickly knelt down and burst into tears when Yuji opened the door.

The moment she met the male waiter, a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, wetting her inner thighs.

"That's too much... that boy saw it... Mom is so ashamed."

"What does it matter? Mom is an exhibitionist who wants someone to see her, you're out now, aren't you?" Meiji looked at his mother sobbing on the bed with indifferent eyes, and lifted his ankle on his mother's plump thigh.

"Yes...yes..."

"I'm going to punish your lewd cunt. Hurry up and take off your clothes and get on the bed!"

Meiji said impatiently, quickly taking off his clothes. His strong body fell onto the bed, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and purple smoke billowed from his nostrils.

"Mom, bring a whip and a rope."

When Shima and Meiji went out together, she always carried a whip and a thin rope in her large leather bag.

"Yes, Mom won't forget..."

Hearing his mother's soft voice, the young Meiji thought of Yuri's voluptuous body, who would become a slave under his mother-in-law's name, and his violent blood almost boiled.

"Mother and daughter slaves, a perfect double kill, excellent."

The pleasure of taking the virginity of his two young wives and forcing them to swear allegiance with whips and ropes must be wonderful, but the perverse pleasure of conquering his mother-in-law, Yuri, in front of the mother torturing Chie, would be even more wonderful.

As Meiji closed his eyes and smoked, various extremely cruel scenes appeared in his sea of anguish, as if he could hear the beautiful mother and daughter's pleading cries.

"Meiji, stop torturing me. In front of Chie and your mother, let me be your sex slave. Yuri is your woman from today onwards."

Tying her up and raping her was easy, but Meiji was prepared to torture her thoroughly, to make Yuri say those words of willingness to be a slave herself.

"Meiji, I'm ready."

The seemingly conservative widow, Yuri, could endure countless acts of lewd torment and her son-in-law's lust. This was arguably the first step towards unparalleled pleasure.

After exhausting his efforts to torment a mature woman, the exquisite taste of her vagina had already been proven by his mother, Shima.

And not just any man, but his own son-in-law. And he would be humiliated in front of his daughter and mother-in-law. Yuri's frenzy and resistance finally succumbed to unbearable pain. At that moment, the deliciousness of her two orifices was probably indescribable.

Wearing light blue, high-slit thongs—the American equivalent of a bikini—Shima entered carrying ropes and a whip. Her sexy appearance shattered Meiji's lewd fantasies.

Since becoming her son's slave, Shima was forbidden from wearing panties, either at home or out, except during her menstrual period. However, she could wear them for two reasons before corporal punishment.

One was the shame of being stripped in front of the man, which further fueled their sexual desire; the other was to wipe their own and his partner's vaginal fluids during and after corporal punishment.

"Master, let this genital slave be punished before going to bed,"

Shima whispered excitedly, then bent down and placed the whip beside the bed.

The fact that her husband's penis was even more ferocious and evil than hers, and that Shima's body remained voluptuous and beautiful, kept their perverse lust burning even ten years after their sexual relationship began.

Meiji grinned lewdly. He thought to himself, "If things go quickly, in less than a month, Yuri and Chie will be women spouting these kinds of lewd words, and I'll have three beautiful slaves." He coldly gazed at his mother's mature, voluptuous body.

"Is your cunt itching again? Or have you already developed the traits of a mother-in-law, jealous of Chie and her daughter? Since you want my cock so much, why didn't you let me put it in you at the restaurant downstairs?"

Meiji knew that saying such lewd and cruel things would make Shima revel in the feeling of being abused and elicit an even more intense reaction.

"Mom shouldn't resist. Please forgive me. You can punish me however you want! Tie me up and punish me with whips and fire until I serve you. Please, even after we're married, don't abandon me, torture me, or have sex with me!"

The anxiety and jealousy of being abandoned made Shima unusually aroused tonight. Meiji,

with a cold smile, deliberately grasped and rubbed his enormous penis.

"That depends on what Mom does. Jealous women are ugly and disliked. Before you take it off, play by yourself as usual and get rid of all the pent-up lustful fluid."

"Okay. Mom will do anything as long as you're happy. I won't lose to that little girl and her mother; I'll give you the best enjoyment."

They were referring to rubbing the already engorged clitoris and labia with the crotch of the panties, a ritual performed by the perverted mother and son before undressing.

At this moment, Shima's eyes seemed to have lost focus, vaguely looking at the glans. Her right hand forcefully pulled up the crotch of the blue panties and swayed them from side to side, while her left hand caressed her breasts. Subconsciously, she let out a sob of pain and couldn't help but twist her buttocks.

"Mom is so sexy, I love you. Chie and Yuri are our slaves. Mom is the woman I love most, just obey me."

Shima knew, of course, that Meiji's words contained a cruel intent. So she cried and complained again.

Meiji, who had acquired a new mother and daughter as objects of torment, wanted to use the mother he had grown tired of as a sacrifice for the lust of other men.

Shima Miyasaka, the president of the imported clothing industry, often socialized with Meiji, the acting chairman, and people from major clients' department stores or famous clothing stores, drinking or playing golf. Almost without exception, the men asked Shima to sleep with them, but in the past she had always refused.

However, Meiji had ordered her that from now on, for the sake of the company's development, she had to sleep with the businessmen she dealt with, just like a prostitute.

In fact, during last winter's transactions, the M Department Store and the section chief of the Q Department Store, who hadn't been able to have a relationship with Shima, refused to associate with her.

The thought of kneeling before those boring men, sucking their penises, and saying, "If you're willing to sell my products at the counter, I'm willing to be your woman," filled Shima with humiliation and brought her to tears. Her recently experienced eroticism began to itch again, and her uterus contracted violently.

As if sensing Shima's thoughts, Meiji spoke with a cold kiss.

"Mom, I told you to lick the panties. Chie and Yuri's mission starts in a week.

This autumn's clothing line, M Department Store and Q Department Store have to agree to sell our products.

They both like you a lot, and I've heard they're regulars at sadomasochistic clubs. Mom should be thinking about having sex with other men by now, right?"

"Don't say that! Mom isn't a prostitute. I'll only be your woman until I die."

Shima screamed hysterically, tearing off her panties as if ripping them off, playing with her erect clitoris with her hand while collapsing onto the bed and lunging at her beloved penis.

The cute penis, swelling and hardening even more on her hot tongue, she didn't want to give it to any other woman, especially not to the beautiful girl who would become her daughter-in-law and her mother.

Shima didn't want to use her own voluptuous body, trained into a sadist, to become her son's new training partner.

As Shima licked her son's wicked, enormous penis, which she had tasted thousands of times over the past ten years, she resolved that if her son abandoned her, she would kill her daughter-in-law and her mother, and then commit suicide herself.

Shima felt not only jealousy and hatred towards the beautiful and sexy Yuri, who was completely different from herself, but also a strong urge to humiliate her and tear away her beautiful exterior.

Meiji's thighs, which had been parted somewhat seductively, were violently spread even wider, as if to split them open, peeling back the foreskin of her clitoris and inserting three fingers into her wet, fleshy opening, twisting them.

The sweet pain, the full buttocks, and the wanton writhing movements during intercourse were all convincing. Over the past ten years, she had developed a habit where anything touching her vulva would reflexively cause her to wiggle her hips.

Perhaps as if torturing her mother-in-law, Yuri, Meiji was playing with her very fiercely tonight. Meiji pinched her pubic hair and pulled hard, slapped her labia with his palm, rubbed her clitoris forcefully, and even squeezed her breasts and twisted her nipples.

An ordinary woman would never be able to endure such pain, but Shima, with her masochistic desires, felt pleasure instead, and exposed her vulva even more, allowing the cruel eyes to lewdly watch.

("Hold on harder, Mom loves it when you play with your vulva. Don't forget Mom after you get married. You won't be satisfied without Mom...")

With his glans in her mouth, Shima let out a silent scream, and her constantly contracting uterus gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid.

Inspired by Shima, both Yuri and Chie possess a natural sensuality, neither sadistic nor masochistic. The contrast between training such a mother and daughter awakens any woman's latent masochistic desires.

While this is the greatest pleasure, Meiji would not be satisfied with merely knowing the mother's highly masochistic body.

Shima's mind is already filled with concrete plans to train her sixteen-year-old daughter-in-law.

It's as if she can see a beautiful girl crying out in pain for the first time in her life, and her mother watching over her with a sorrowful expression and desperate cries.

The merciless, lovable son relentlessly beats her vulva as she approaches orgasm, sending waves of pleasure through Shima's body.

(Amin! Hurry up and insert it, don't use your fingers to make me come, Mommy wants your hot, hard cock!) As if hearing his mother's unspoken expectation, the hands that were torturing her vulva and breasts stopped, and his cock left her mouth.

"Still so lewd. That elegant little girl and her mother, it must be so noisy to turn into a shameless lewdness like Mommy. Does Mommy want this?"

Torturing his lustful mother with mockery and a sweet voice, Meiji rubbed his huge, saliva-covered glans against her beautiful face, which was covered in tears and sweat, while violently twisting her erect nipples with both hands.

"Ah...please spare me, don't torture me anymore. Tonight, Mom wasn't obedient enough, but you seem to be obsessed with that sexy mother. I'm jealous. Please, just put it in, and then punish me. Let me cry like crazy until tomorrow."

Unable to bear the burning, itchy sensation in her womb, Shima made a wanton request.

"Tonight will be long. First, I'll tie you to the pillar and make you weak all over. Then comes the whip and the fire. I want to use fire on this beautiful black hair.

Mom, you have to cry in a beautiful voice. Actually, you want to be tortured by Chie and Yuri, and have sex with me in front of the two of them, right?"

Meiji made Shima lie face down and quickly tied her hands and feet, then tied another rope tightly under her breasts.

"Don't say that. Mom isn't a lewd woman who gets pleasure from being tortured by men or women other than you. Believe me, Mom only wanted to train Chie and Yuri to please you. Mom will be your slave until the day she dies."

The sweet pain from the rope tied under her breasts made her womb burn even hotter. Let her utter those sinful, lewd moans.

The exposed clitoris, exposed by the foreskin, produced pleasure on the sheets, and she couldn't help but wriggle her hips.

"I never imagined Mom was so jealous and so prone to worry. My relationship with Mom won't change after I get married. Chie and Yuri are just props for our happiness. Only Mom is the woman I love the most."

Contrary to her sweet words, Meiji roughly flipped Shima's body onto her back, pinching her clitoris with his fingers and flicking her erect nipples against her full breasts.

As Shima cried, Meiji kissed her passionately. "Stop using your hands! Just put it in..."

Shima couldn't help but cry out.

"Don't be in such a hurry. The night is still long. After Chie comes, you won't be able to be as wanton as before. Where can you find a woman as beautiful as you, with such full breasts and buttocks, such sensitive nipples and clitoris, such narrow vaginas, and such a beautiful and wanton masochist.

I don't know how many years it will take for Chie and Yuri to become like Mom. They are just aphrodisiacs for Mom and me." The actions of torturing her nipples and clitoris became more intense with the lewd words.

When Meiji's whip lashed her breasts, which were beginning to swell abnormally, Shima twisted her buttocks wildly, trying to get the fingers that were playing with her clitoris to be inserted into her vagina.

"Please, at least put your fingers in!"

Because her mature body was heavy, her bound hands and feet were numb and devoid of feeling. At this moment, Shima only knew how to pursue more intense pleasure, and she didn't care about anything else.

The cruel and wonderful finger rape lasted for an hour, and the sweet pain of the whip hitting her breasts reacted to each other, making Shima cry wildly. It happened three more times.

When she thought about her beloved son having sex with his beautiful daughter-in-law and raping his mother who was younger and more beautiful than her, Shima's perverted lust became even more intense. The first two times it was with fingers, and the third time it was with a whip to make her come. Meiji lifted her limp body, binding her hands to a pillar behind her back. As his enormous, swollen, and engorged penis, brimming with wicked, lustful blood, penetrated her vagina, Shima whimpered with pleasure and fainted.

In the luxurious lobby of the upscale hotel, as they walked up the stairs like young lovers, Shima's voluptuous beauty and mature body naturally attracted many curious glances.

The tall, handsome Meiji and the elegantly dressed Shima didn't look like an ordinary mother and son; they resembled a female celebrity and a young, up-and-coming actor in love.

Shima herself was a fashion model in her youth, frequently appearing on the runway and accustomed to being seen by others, so she paid no attention to adult men and women. However, she observed the charm of young women dressed up as if attending a wedding ceremony with mixed feelings.

The sixteen-year-old bride, with whom she had broken up just two hours earlier and who was about to become her beloved son's bride, had a lovely face and a youthful, sexy body that remained in Shima's memory, making her unable to help but pay attention to girls of the same age.

Abandoned by her husband for ten years, and with her beloved son, who was also her lover Meiji, being taken away by the bride Chie, the sorrow and jealousy were almost enough to make Shima's heart bleed.

But the thought of training a pure and beautiful girl into a female slave who surpassed herself gave Shima an incomparably wicked pleasure, even causing her uterus to itch.

At this moment, Meiji thought of his mother Yuri, who was younger than his mother Shima, exuding a different kind of sensuality, with her beautiful face, elegant demeanor, and mature and voluptuous body that could be seen even from her clothes, and felt an overwhelming sensuality.

"Mom, hurry up."

The discomfort brought by the clear liquid overflowing from his erect penis that was almost bursting through his underwear, and the sadistic desire surging from his heart, made the handsome young man impatient. He hugged his mother's slender waist tightly, who was wearing three-inch high heels and could not take big steps.

"It hurts me. You're so rough. Do you really want your mother that badly? You're too impatient."

Shima, her eyes filled with lust and her voice hoarse, quickened her pace as she looked at her beloved son.

Her thighs rubbed together, her erect clitoris, gripped tightly by her labia, hardened, intensifying the pleasure. Seeing a dozen or so people waiting for the elevator, a masochistic urge surged from deep within her womb. She whispered in Meiji's ear,

"Hit Mom hard...hit her hard."

A lewd smile spread across Meiji's handsome face. He had known since high school that his beautiful mother enjoyed enduring the humiliation of being beaten in front of strangers, and that it aroused her unusual excitement.

She had been slapped in public at department store counters or high-end clothing stores, leaving clear red handprints on her face, reaching orgasm in front of the astonished shop assistants.

"Mom's really horny, but don't leak urine."

Meiji nodded, giving his mother's plump buttocks a hard pinch.

Standing behind the crowd waiting for the elevator, the woman, combining sadomasochistic sex, began to perform a lewd drama.

"You made me wait an hour, don't you have any sense of time?"

"I'm sorry, Chairman, I accidentally forgot."

Shima, pretending to be the young chairman, lowered her head and apologized.

A sharp slap suddenly rang out on Shima's face, which was trembling slightly with anticipation as she bit her lip. A dozen or so people waiting for the elevator turned to look at them simultaneously.

"Please forgive me, it was my fault, I will apologize to the customers."

At that moment, the elevator arrived. Many customers stepped out of the elevator. Once inside, all eyes were on the two of them, intoxicating Shima with a masochistic pleasure, her burning uterus contracting violently.

She thought to herself how pleasurable it would be to feign indifference and let others look at her with reproach as her son thrust his erect penis forcefully into her. But Shima feigned fear and lowered her head. The

seemingly married middle-aged American couple cursed the tyranny of Japanese men, which, to Shima's ears, heightened her pleasure to a morbid degree.

Only when the two of them emerged from the elevator on the thirty-eighth floor, as the elevator doors closed, Meiji coldly commanded, pulling his mother's skirt up to her chest.

"Wobble your slutty ass and masturbate as you walk to the room. Mom, you've thought about it, haven't you?

I know what you're thinking. As long as I get my hands on a virgin, those little brats who haven't even lost their milky smell, I'll give them to you as toys. I still want you, Mom."

Meiji finished speaking mockingly and slapped his mother's plump buttocks hard.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the hallway, but someone could push open the door and come out at any moment.

She gritted her teeth, suppressing sobs, her face filled with tears and pleading, leaving red handprints, when the sound of slapping rang out again. "Hurry up and play with her as you walk, I'll lift your skirt for you. Is that good enough, Mom?"

An unusually hot and itchy sensation surged from deep within her womb, making Shima's voice hoarse.

"You're such a cruel child. Fine! I'll do it now."

"It's Mom who trained me to be like this, so hurry up and pray no one comes. But I'm not afraid of being seen."

After Meiji sneered like this, the sadistic desires trained by his mother made him take his mother's beautiful lips and insert his index finger into her anus.

Her humiliated, tearful eyes, her trembling lips, her subconsciously twisting her plump buttocks, revealing her black pubic hair as she danced a lewd dance—although he was used to this sight, it still completely intoxicated Meiji.

"If you dare to resist, I'll insert my penis into your vagina right here."

His mother, still hesitant about masturbation, whispered this in his ear, and Meiji's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Although he was about to have a beautiful young wife and a mature mother-in-law, he was still unwilling to give up the mother who had made him a man and taught him all about sexual pleasure.

"No, you mustn't do that. Mom will be so ashamed. I'll make you happy in bed." As Shima spoke, she placed her fingers on her wet vulva, inserting her index and middle fingers into her vagina, roughly rubbing her extremely sensitive clitoris with her mother's touch.

She let out lewd sobs, her lower abdomen and buttocks swaying uncontrollably back and forth and side to side.

She had been addicted to masturbation since her teenage years, and the loneliness caused by her husband's frequent neglect after marriage was something she resolved with her own fingers.

Even now, after becoming her beloved son's sex slave, Shima remains addicted to masturbation. In places where she's constantly being seen, she experiences intense pleasure.

The feeling of her son holding her slender waist, coldly observing her wanton state, and letting out low, mocking laughs intensifies Shima's morbid joy and the writhing of her naked lower body, accompanied by hysterical sobs.

"Ah…that's great…it doesn't matter if someone sees. After all, Mommy is your slave, a sow more lewd than a prostitute. Torture me until dawn tonight!"

The intense sensuality causes Shima's lower body to spasm, releasing copious amounts of nectar from her vulva. Shima bites her lip desperately, otherwise she would surely scream.

"Isn't this good, Mom? You'll get the most pleasure from masturbating while walking like this, Mom said so, so you should wiggle your hips even more."

The distance of less than a hundred meters felt incredibly long; the end of the road seemed to lead to a hell of lust. But Shima desperately endured it, swaying as she played with her clitoris.

At the corner of the corridor, she suddenly encountered a male waiter coming from the opposite direction. In an instant, all three of them froze in surprise.

Shima let out a scream that sounded like a scream, pressed against the wall. The waiter, who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, stared dumbfounded at the female customer's frenzy. Only Meiji immediately regained his composure and smiled at the waiter.

"Don't worry about it, the room is just ahead. We were just joking."

Meiji gave a playful look, took a banknote from his pocket and stuffed it into the waiter's uniform pocket, lowered his skirt, and gently hugged his mother, who was crying with her face against the wall.

"Go to the room quickly, it's my fault."

Feeling the waiter's curious gaze from behind, Shima quickly knelt down and burst into tears when Yuji opened the door.

The moment she met the waiter, a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, wetting her inner thighs.

"That's too much... that boy saw it... Mom is so ashamed."

"What does it matter? Mom is an exhibitionist who wants someone to see her, you're out now, aren't you?" Meiji looked at his mother sobbing on the bed with indifferent eyes, and lifted his ankle on his mother's plump thigh.

"Yes...yes..."

"I'm going to punish your lewd cunt. Hurry up and take off your clothes and get on the bed!"

Meiji said impatiently, quickly taking off his clothes. His strong body fell onto the bed, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and purple smoke billowed from his nostrils.

"Mom, bring a whip and a rope."

When Shima and Meiji went out together, she always carried a whip and a thin rope in her large leather bag.

"Yes, Mom won't forget..."

Hearing his mother's soft voice, the young Meiji thought of Yuri's voluptuous body, who would become a slave under his mother-in-law's name, and his violent blood almost boiled.

"Mother and daughter slaves, a perfect double kill, excellent."

The pleasure of taking the two virgins of my young wife and making them swear to be slaves with whips and ropes must be wonderful, but the perverse pleasure of conquering my mother-in-law Yuri in front of the mother torturing Chie will be even more wonderful.

As Meiji closed his eyes and smoked, various cruel scenes appeared in his sea of anguish, as if one could hear the pleading cries of a beautiful mother and daughter.

"Meiji, stop torturing me. In front of Chie and your mother, let me be your sex slave. From today onwards, Yuri is your woman."

Tying her up for rape was easy, but Meiji was prepared to thoroughly torture her, forcing Yuri to say those words of willingness to be a slave.

"Meiji, I'm ready."

The seemingly conservative widow Yuri, so gentle and reserved, could endure so much lewd torture and her son-in-law's lewd desires; this was arguably the first step

towards unparalleled pleasure. After exhausting his skills in torturing mature women, the exquisite taste of her vagina had already been proven by his mother, Shima.

And not just any man, but his own son-in-law. And she was to be humiliated in front of her daughter and mother-in-law. Yuri's frenzy and resistance finally gave in to unbearable pain; the deliciousness of those two openings at that moment was probably indescribable. She

was wearing light blue, high-slit thongs, the American equivalent of a bikini. Shima walked in carrying ropes and a whip, her sexy appearance shattering Meiji's lewd fantasies.

Since becoming her son's slave, Shima was forbidden from wearing thongs, either at home or out, except during menstruation. However, she could wear them before corporal punishment for two reasons:

one was the shame of being stripped in front of men, further fueling their lust; the other was to wipe their own and their partner's semen during and after corporal punishment.

"Master, let this cunt slave be punished before going to bed."

With an excited voice, Shima whispered this, then bent down and placed the leather whip beside the bed. The fact

that her penis was even more ferocious and wicked than her husband's, and that Shima's still full and beautiful body, ten years after their affair, still fueled their perverse lust.

Meiji grinned lewdly. He thought to himself, "If things go quickly, in less than a month, Yuri and Chie, mother and daughter, will be women uttering such lewd words. Then I'll have three beautiful slaves." He gazed coldly at his mother's mature and voluptuous body.

"Is your cunt itching again? Or have you already developed the virtues of a mother-in-law, and are you jealous of Chie and her daughter? Since you want my penis so much, why didn't you let me put it in you at the restaurant downstairs?"

Meiji knew that saying such lewd and cruel words would make Shima revel in the feeling of being abused and would also elicit a more intense response.

"Mom shouldn't resist. Please forgive me. You can punish me however you want! Tie me up and punish me with whips and fire until I serve you. Please, even after we're married, don't abandon me, torture me, or have sex with me!"

The anxiety and jealousy of being abandoned made Shima unusually aroused tonight. Meiji,

with a cold smile, deliberately grasped and rubbed his enormous penis.

"That depends on what Mom does. Jealous women are ugly and disliked. Before you take it off, play by yourself as usual and get rid of all the pent-up lustful fluid."

"Okay. Mom will do anything as long as you're happy. I won't lose to that little girl and her mother; I'll give you the best enjoyment."

They were referring to rubbing the already engorged clitoris and labia with the crotch of the panties, a ritual performed by the perverted mother and son before undressing.

At this moment, Shima's eyes seemed to have lost focus, vaguely looking at the glans. Her right hand forcefully pulled up the crotch of the blue panties and swayed them from side to side, while her left hand caressed her breasts. Subconsciously, she let out a sob of pain and couldn't help but twist her buttocks.

"Mom is so sexy, I love you. Chie and Yuri are our slaves. Mom is the woman I love most, just obey me."

Shima knew, of course, that Meiji's words contained a cruel intent. So she cried and complained again.

Meiji, who had acquired a new mother and daughter as objects of torment, wanted to use the mother he had grown tired of as a sacrifice for the lust of other men.

Shima Miyasaka, the president of the imported clothing industry, often socialized with Meiji, the acting chairman, and people from major clients' department stores or famous clothing stores, drinking or playing golf. Almost without exception, the men asked Shima to sleep with them, but in the past she had always refused.

However, Meiji had ordered her that from now on, for the sake of the company's development, she had to sleep with the businessmen she dealt with, just like a prostitute.

In fact, during last winter's transactions, the M Department Store and the section chief of the Q Department Store, who hadn't been able to have a relationship with Shima, refused to associate with her.

The thought of kneeling before those boring men, sucking their penises, and saying, "If you're willing to sell my products at the counter, I'm willing to be your woman," filled Shima with humiliation and brought her to tears. Her recently experienced eroticism began to itch again, and her uterus contracted violently.

As if sensing Shima's thoughts, Meiji spoke with a cold kiss.

"Mom, I told you to lick the panties. Chie and Yuri's mission starts in a week.

This autumn's clothing line, M Department Store and Q Department Store have to agree to sell our products.

They both like you a lot, and I've heard they're regulars at sadomasochistic clubs. Mom should be thinking about having sex with other men by now, right?"

"Don't say that! Mom isn't a prostitute. I'll only be your woman until I die."

Shima screamed hysterically, tearing off her panties as if ripping them off, playing with her erect clitoris with her hand while collapsing onto the bed and lunging at her beloved penis.

The cute penis, swelling and hardening even more on her hot tongue, she didn't want to give it to any other woman, especially not to the beautiful girl who would become her daughter-in-law and her mother.

Shima didn't want to use her own voluptuous body, trained into a sadist, to become her son's new training partner.

As Shima licked her son's wicked, enormous penis, which she had tasted thousands of times over the past ten years, she resolved that if her son abandoned her, she would kill her daughter-in-law and her mother, and then commit suicide herself.

Shima felt not only jealousy and hatred towards the beautiful and sexy Yuri, who was completely different from herself, but also a strong urge to humiliate her and tear away her beautiful exterior.

Meiji's thighs, which had been parted somewhat seductively, were violently spread even wider, as if to split them open, peeling back the foreskin of her clitoris and inserting three fingers into her wet, fleshy opening, twisting them.

The sweet pain, the full buttocks, and the wanton writhing movements during intercourse were all convincing. Over the past ten years, she had developed a habit where anything touching her vulva would reflexively cause her to wiggle her hips.

Perhaps as if torturing her mother-in-law, Yuri, Meiji was playing with her very fiercely tonight. Meiji pinched her pubic hair and pulled hard, slapped her labia with his palm, rubbed her clitoris forcefully, and even squeezed her breasts and twisted her nipples.

An ordinary woman would never be able to endure such pain, but Shima, with her masochistic desires, felt pleasure instead, and exposed her vulva even more, allowing the cruel eyes to lewdly watch.

("Hold on harder, Mom loves it when you play with your vulva. Don't forget Mom after you get married. You won't be satisfied without Mom...")

With his glans in her mouth, Shima let out a silent scream, and her constantly contracting uterus gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid.

Inspired by Shima, both Yuri and Chie possess a natural sensuality, neither sadistic nor masochistic. The idea of training such a mother and daughter awakens any woman's latent masochistic desires.

While this would be the greatest pleasure, Meiji would certainly not be satisfied with merely knowing his mother's highly masochistic body.

Shima's mind is already preoccupied with a concrete plan to train her sixteen-year-old daughter-in-law.

It was as if she could see a beautiful girl crying out in pain for the first time in her life, and her mother watching over her with a sorrowful expression and desperate cries.

The merciless, lovable son continued to beat her vulva, which was about to reach orgasm, sending waves of pleasure through Shima's body.

(Amin! Hurry up and insert it, don't use your fingers to make me come, Mommy wants your hot, hard cock!) As if hearing her mother's unspoken expectation, the hands that were torturing her vulva and breasts stopped, and the cock left her mouth.

"Still so lewd. That elegant little girl and her mother, turning into such shameless lewdness as her mother, it must be so noisy. Does your mother want this?"

Meiji tormented his lustful mother with mockery and a sweet voice, rubbing his huge, saliva-covered glans against her beautiful face, which was covered in tears and sweat, while violently twisting her erect nipples with both hands.

"Ah...please spare me, don't torture me anymore. Tonight, Mom wasn't obedient enough, but you seem to be obsessed with that sexy mother. I'm jealous. Please, just put it in, and then punish me. Let me cry like crazy until tomorrow."

Unable to bear the burning, itchy sensation in her womb, Shima made a wanton request.

"Tonight will be long. First, I'll tie you to the pillar and make you weak all over. Then comes the whip and the fire. I want to use fire on this beautiful black hair.

Mom, you have to cry in a beautiful voice. Actually, you want to be tortured by Chie and Yuri, and have sex with me in front of the two of them, right?"

Meiji made Shima lie face down and quickly tied her hands and feet, then tied another rope tightly under her breasts.

"Don't say that. Mom isn't a lewd woman who gets pleasure from being tortured by men or women other than you. Believe me, Mom only wanted to train Chie and Yuri to please you. Mom will be your slave until the day she dies."

The sweet pain from the rope tied under her breasts made her womb burn even hotter. Let her utter those sinful, lewd moans.

The exposed clitoris, exposed by the foreskin, produced pleasure on the sheets, and she couldn't help but wriggle her hips.

"I never imagined Mom was so jealous and so prone to worry. My relationship with Mom won't change after I get married. Chie and Yuri are just props for our happiness. Only Mom is the woman I love the most."

Contrary to her sweet words, Meiji roughly flipped Shima's body onto her back, pinching her clitoris with his fingers and flicking her erect nipples against her full breasts.

As Shima cried, Meiji kissed her passionately. "Stop using your hands! Just put it in..."

Shima couldn't help but cry out.

"Don't be in such a hurry. The night is still long. After Chie comes, you won't be able to be as wanton as before. Where can you find a woman as beautiful as you, with such full breasts and buttocks, such sensitive nipples and clitoris, such narrow vaginas, and such a beautiful and wanton masochist.

I don't know how many years it will take for Chie and Yuri to become like Mom. They are just aphrodisiacs for Mom and me." The actions of torturing her nipples and clitoris became more intense with the lewd words.

When Meiji's whip lashed her breasts, which were beginning to swell abnormally, Shima twisted her buttocks wildly, trying to get the fingers that were playing with her clitoris to be inserted into her vagina.

"Please, at least put your fingers in!"

Because her mature body was heavy, her bound hands and feet were numb and devoid of feeling. At this moment, Shima only knew how to pursue more intense pleasure, and she didn't care about anything else.

The cruel and wonderful finger rape lasted for an hour, and the sweet pain of the whip hitting her breasts reacted to each other, making Shima cry wildly. It happened three more times.

When she thought about her beloved son having sex with his beautiful daughter-in-law and raping his mother who was younger and more beautiful than her, Shima's perverted lust became even more intense. The first two times it was with fingers, and the third time it was with a whip to make her come. Meiji lifted her limp body, bound her hands to the pillar behind her back, and as his enormous, swollen, and engorged penis, filled with wicked lustful blood, was inserted into her vagina, Shima fainted with a joyful whimper.

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