[Urban] Masked Mother Complex Trilogy (Complete) - 1-3

Synopsis:

Although the book is titled a trilogy, the plots are not actually related; rather, they are three independent works about motherhood. The author calls it a trilogy because the stories all belong to the "masked motherhood" series, telling the process of mothers and sons achieving sexual relations by posing as other people. The love between mother and son is a natural thing, but sexual relations are bound by traditional morality. Therefore, even if there is sexual awareness between mother and son, it is often difficult to talk about and can only be buried in their hearts. Opening up their feelings and starting sexual relations through "masks" can break the taboo between mother and son, which is undoubtedly a good method!
The first part of the book, "Abduction of Mother," has 8 chapters, the second part, "Looking at the Coastline," and the third part, "Mother's Love and Sorrow," has 18 chapters, totaling more than 260,000 words.

[Part One, "Abduction of Mother"] (I)

In the year Chen Shuzhen was thirty-six years old, she finally could not bear the heavy life pressure brought by her three daughters and one son, and remarried Lu Ting, a fifty-two-year-old widower in the village, through "marriage."

The story begins here. I, Jia Jinwa, Chen Shuzhen's youngest and only son, witnessed this ugly scene firsthand.

My mother was a renowned beauty in the neighboring village when she was young. Later, she was brought to the Jia family in our village through a marriage exchange. When my father, Jia Ren, lifted my mother's red veil, he was captivated by her beauty and completely forgot that his sister had been exchanged for Chen Shuzhen's mentally challenged brother.

To this day, the rumors circulating in the village, and the scandalous events of that wedding night, still linger. Those eavesdropping outside heard my mother cry out five times in the first half of the night, and the two of them could barely walk the next morning.

This was probably also the reason for Jia Ren's early death. After desperately giving birth to Jinwa, Jia Ren passed away two years later. That year, my mother was only twenty-eight years old.

My young mother was fertile and plump from Jia Ren's twelve years of hard work. In the years after her widowhood, the lecherous men in the village constantly harassed my mother, but she always sternly rebuked and even beat them back. Over time, the villagers respected my mother's chastity, and the number of people harassing her gradually decreased.

My mother had to support me and my three older sisters on her own. Since we didn't own any land, she could only make a living by doing needlework and raising silkworms.

The hardship made my mother grow thinner and thinner. After eight years of hardship, she was now going to remarry.

The thought of Lu Ting, whose hair was now completely white, being able to sleep with my mother's large breasts every night made me grit my teeth with hatred.

The "marriage ceremony" was much simpler than the wedding. My mother wore a red flower tucked into her hair for good luck, and a few lanterns were hung at the door. That was the ceremony.

Only Lu Ting's younger brother, Lu Ku, and my sisters and I attended their wedding. My sisters and I pouted, completely ignoring my mother's suffering. Lu Ku, on the other hand, looked as young as Lu Ting's son, probably only in his early thirties. He called my mother "sister-in-law" sweetly and kept stuffing candy into my sisters' and my hands.

My sisters, including my seventeen-year-old eldest sister Jia Ping, were quickly won over by the rare treats. I, however, was completely unmoved and stormed into my room.

Because my sisters and I were worried about being shy, and because our ancestral house was large enough, they moved into our house after their marriage. This was the only thing I was grateful for; I could continue to peek at my mother's room through the cracks in the wooden planks.

This had always been my secret. Ever since I was eight and discovered I could see my mother's room through the cracks in the wooden planks, I resolutely refused to sleep with my sisters, so I could peek at her whenever I had a chance.

Therefore, I was quite familiar with my mother's pale body. Although she had lost weight in recent years, her large breasts and her pale, round buttocks hadn't shrunk at all; only her breasts had sagged slightly, and her nipples were a little darker.

The wedding ended in a subdued atmosphere. I heard my mother and Lu Ting seeing Lu Ku off outside, and my sisters' chatter subsided.

The door next door opened, and my mother and Lu Ting came in.

The door closed, and both of them seemed a little lost.

"Go to sleep," Mom finally said.

They turned off the light and lay down on the bed.

My eyes adjusted to the darkness quickly, probably a result of my long training.

"Little sister..." Lu Ting hesitated before hugging Mom from behind.

"Shh... Jinwa's room is next door," Mom whispered.

Lu Ting paused for a moment, then began to unbutton Mom's clothes. His movements were clumsy, and Mom gently pushed his hands away, starting to unbutton her clothes herself.

Mom was finally completely naked from the waist up, her large breasts falling into Lu Ting's hands. Lu Ting's breathing became rapid, his hands trembling, Mom's large nipples appearing and disappearing between his fingers, a sight that broke my heart. As if

by unspoken agreement, the two of them began to undress in silence. Mom, completely naked, was fair and voluptuous, with only her lush, inverted triangle of pubic hair standing out prominently.

Lu Ting was clearly stunned by his mother's beauty. He supported his penis, trembling, and straddled her. His mother obediently spread her legs.

Then, a comical thing happened: Lu Ting let out a few short moans and collapsed to the side.

After a while, his mother used a towel to clean the stains from her genitals and silently put on her underwear.

In the darkness, I thought I heard them both sigh.

Later, when I grew up, I learned that Lu Ting suffered from premature ejaculation. At the time, I just felt that they were unhappy, which made me feel a little better. For

the next few nights, I never saw Lu Ting hold my mother's large breasts again, so I fell into sweet dreams every night, dreaming that my mother's breasts still belonged to me.

Lu Ting was a middle peasant; his family owned several acres of land, which was why my mother married him.

But because of this, Mom also had to work in the fields with the two brothers, Lu Ting and Lu Ku. At first, Mom wasn't used to the hoe, and several times I saw Lu Ku staring in disbelief at the way her hips writhed with effort. Mom's buttocks were full of tension, incredibly alluring.

Finally, one day, when Lu Ting went to town to buy seeds, Mom slept with Lu Ku during the day.

Having been widowed for nine years, Mom's desire was aroused by Lu Ting, but she had no way to release it. Lu Ku, on the other hand, was a thirty-year-old virgin; dry tinder met a raging fire, and it ignited instantly.

I peeked from behind a tree. In the field, Lu Ku pounced on Mom from behind and touched her buttocks. Mom seemed flustered, struggled a few times, and dropped the hoe. But when Lu Ku pressed his warm, hard penis against Mom's buttocks, she immediately went limp.

The two of them said something, looked around, and then packed up their things and walked home.

I took a shortcut and ran as fast as I could back to my room, my heart pounding. The scene I'd just witnessed left me dizzy and disoriented. Luku had his hands gripping my mother's tight, taut buttocks, and I'd clenched my fists, imagining myself touching her buttocks.

My mother and Luku returned quickly. My mother called my sister's and my names a few times, but no one answered. My sisters had all gone up the mountain to pick mulberry leaves. I remained silent.

My anxious mother didn't even check our room. She and Luku rushed into their own room and slammed the door shut.

As Luku began to undress my mother, she offered a token resistance, saying, "Brother Luku, it won't be good if your brother finds out."

But Luku clearly didn't care. He silently reached inside her clothes, and when he grasped her soft, large breasts, she cried out as if electrocuted.

Unexpectedly, Luku burst into tears, sobbing, "Sister-in-law, please have pity on me. Thirty years! I've lived for thirty years and still don't know what a woman is like. Before, when I saw how beautiful you were, I thought I'd die happy just to sleep with you once."

The mother had a weakness: her maternal instincts were too strong. Luku's crying broke down her already fragile defenses. She unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her broad breasts, and pulled Luku into her arms.

Luku cried freely in his mother's arms until they both fell onto the bed.

On the bed, the mother became completely dominant, guiding Luku step by step. But when Luku revealed his penis, the mother was still surprised. Luku's penis was enormous, at least twice the length and thickness of his brother Luting.

But at this moment, it just stood there blankly, waiting for the mother's guidance; she felt it posed no threat whatsoever.

My mother lay on the bed, her legs curled up, guiding Luku's penis with her hand. After several clumsy thrusts, Luku finally found the right spot and plunged into my mother's already wet vagina.

As soon as their genitals met, they both exhaled a long breath. One had never been with a woman since birth, the other had been a widow for eight years; in this union, they finally found solace.

Next door, I was only ten years old, witnessing this scene of a man and woman having sex in broad daylight for the first time, especially since the woman was my beloved mother. My mind was in turmoil; my little head could barely handle the immense shock.

Luku quickly ejaculated, lying on top of my mother and sucking on her nipples. My mother gently stroked his short hair, which filled me with immense jealousy.

When Luku rode on top of my mother again, they truly experienced pleasure. Thinking no one else was in the room, my mother's moans rose from low to high. Her cheeks flushed, her lips slightly parted, and I suddenly realized that my mother seemed ten years younger; she was so alluring. A pang of heartache shot through me. My mother had been brought to this state by someone else, not me.

As Luku thrust into my mother and collapsed onto her again, I realized my lower body was soaking wet.

That afternoon, I secretly took my shorts to the river and scrubbed them vigorously. When I brought them home to dry, my mother was also washing clothes at home. She looked at me suspiciously as I stood on the stool hanging my shorts to dry. I was terrified she would ask questions, but thankfully, she didn't.

After that incident, my mother and Luku became completely uncontrollable. In their pursuit of pleasure, they lost all vigilance, using the sorghum fields, behind trees, and on the mountains as their places of tryst.

I often managed to peek at them making love, giving me my first lesson in sexual physiology.

One day, after finishing the work in the fields, Luting dragged her tired body home for a nap. My mother made an excuse to go pick mulberry leaves and went out.

I secretly followed her, hiding behind the bushes, and saw them on a large rock in the mountains.

Aroused by lust, Mother had lost her initial composure. After Luku flicked her nipples a few times through her clothes, she trembled all over, knelt at Luku's feet, and began to suck his penis.

Watching Luku's ugly penis go in and out of Mother's mouth, my mind was submerged in a dark wave.

Mother, naked like a white lamb, writhed beneath Luku, yielding to his pleasure. Luku teased her, pinching her thick pubic hair with his fingers. Mother, with her eyes closed, moaned, "Good man, hurry, hurry, my little hole is so itchy."

I never dreamed that my usually dignified, almost wooden mother would make such a coquettish sound.

Luku smiled lewdly, letting his penis hover at the entrance of Mother's paradise. Mother arched her hips, trying her best to welcome Luku's penis. Suddenly, Luku thrust to the side, his penis darting into Mother's beautiful hole like a venomous snake, penetrating to the hilt.

My mother let out a sharp "Ah!", clearly indicating that the penetration was deep. She whined, "Ku'er, you're so cruel, aren't you afraid of killing me?"

I don't know when, but my mother's address to Luku had changed from "Ku-di" to the more affectionate "Ku'er," which made me feel that Luku had replaced me as my mother's most beloved person.

My mother adjusted her position, flipping over and sitting on top of Luku, moving up and down on her own. My mother's hands supported Luku's palms, her large breasts heaving up and down, her face flushed, her lower lip tightly bitten, clearly very excited.

Luku below also cooperated wholeheartedly with my mother; her seductive behavior was the best aphrodisiac for his lust.

Because of the distance, I could only see Luku's dark penis appearing and disappearing under my mother's inverted triangle of pubic hair, making squelching sounds. But I could clearly see my mother's bouncing breasts, each time they reached the peak, forming a very full nipple.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands grabbed her breasts, Luku's fingers kneading them wantonly. Without Luku's support, her hands were forced upwards, resting on her hair. Her thick, dark armpit hair stood out starkly against her snow-white body.

Luku repeated his trick, squeezing her breasts and forcing out her swollen nipples, then viciously flicking them with his fingers.

With each flick, her mother let out a whimper, a sound that was hard to tell if it was pain or pleasure.

Her nipples, red and erect from the flicks, were teased by Luku's tongue.

She bent over, bracing herself against a rock to make it easier for Luku to take her breasts into his mouth, her hips still writhing strangely, her moans growing increasingly urgent.

She quickly reached climax, her eyes closed, her body writhing wildly, her face contorted with excitement. Strangely, I thought she looked absolutely beautiful at that moment!

I ejaculated at that moment, and the exquisite image of my mother reaching orgasm was etched into my mind for life.

Later, unable to bear the torment of jealousy, I became an informant. My intention was to bring my mother back to me, but as a young child, I didn't consider the consequences.

That night, as my mother and Lu Ku were committing adultery, Lu Ting burst into the room, followed by a group of strong young men from the village.

I was still hiding next door, spying on the scene. The next room was brightly lit by the torches held by the group, and my mother's saintly naked body looked exceptionally alluring in the firelight. She stared in astonishment at Lu Ting, who was trembling with anger.

Everyone stared intently at my mother's naked body, deeply moved by her voluptuous figure, forgetting their purpose for being there.

Mother was the first to react. She shoved the terrified Luku aside and screamed, "Ku'er, run! Run out the window! Don't come back!"

Luku, naked, was pushed out the window by Mother. Only then did the crowd snap out of their daze, rushing forward in a clamor, but no one was willing to go outside to catch Luku, thus losing the chance to continue watching Mother's naked body.

Luku was gone. Mother's face still bore the flush of intense intercourse, and a hint of relief lingered on her expression. She didn't flinch; she turned to find clothes to put on, but by then, thick hemp ropes had already bound her. Mother cried out pitifully, struggling to grab her clothes, but it was clearly futile. She was bound hand and foot by several burly men, turned into a giant meat dumpling.

During this time, I clearly saw Mother's entire body being violated by those filthy hands. Several men had pulled her nipples out of shape, and pulled out several pubic hairs. Mother groaned in pain a few times, struggled a few times, and then let them do as they pleased.

My mother was dragged out of the room by the crowd, and I collapsed onto the bed, my lower body already soaked, my white little penis hanging there unsightly.

My mother was sentenced by the clan elders to be drowned in a pig cage, an event unseen for decades, which alarmed several neighboring villages. Rumors spread that my mother was an extremely beautiful and promiscuous woman, which also attracted the interest of a band of robbers from Yandang Mountain, a hundred miles away.

On the day my mother was to be drowned, thousands of people from several villages gathered to watch. Before the clan chief even gave the order, the robbers arrived.

The bandit leader was called Tiger Shoulder, the second leader Leopard Head, and the third leader Ox Eye. They led a group of robbers to take advantage of the chaos, not only kidnapping my mother but also robbing her of valuables and kidnapping many young girls and women. The nearby villages suffered greatly this time.

My eldest sister, Jia Ping'er, was also captured, while my second and third sisters, being too young, were spared.

Surprisingly, among these robbers was a children's group, a group of little robbers, each carrying a small steel knife. These little robbers didn't fight or rob; they seemed to be playing around. Their leader was a boy named Gou Mao, who was only about ten years old.

I watched helplessly as my mother was lifted naked onto the bandit leader's horse. In a moment of quick thinking, I smeared some ash on my face and joined the bandit children's group.

Back at the stronghold, the bandits stripped all the women they had abducted naked and made them kneel in the assembly hall. The bandits, in order of leadership, chose their wives.

I mingled among the younger bandits, watching. Dog Hair had already noticed my odd behavior, but I pretended to be a little beggar wanting to join the band, calling him "Little Tyrant" and offering to be his "wise strategist." This guy, Leopard Head's son, wasn't very bright, but I managed to charm him and he accepted me.

It was the first time I'd ever seen so many naked women; the vast expanse of white was dazzling. But I immediately spotted my mother among the naked women.

The ropes binding her had been removed; her hair was disheveled, and she slumped among the women with her head bowed.

I compared my mother to the other women and found that while her breasts weren't the most perky, they were definitely the largest, and her nipples, too, were as prominent as a pair of copper bells. This made me very proud.

But I couldn't help worrying about my mother; if I were to choose, I would definitely pick her first. I was anxiously waiting.

Suddenly, I saw my eldest sister, Jia Ping'er, move to my mother's side. Although her breasts weren't as large as my mother's, they stood proudly upright, the shape of her nipples resembling the handle of a beautiful gourd, highlighting her luscious nipples.

My sister trembled with fear, burying her head in my mother's arms and sobbing softly.

The first to be chosen was the leader, Hu Jian. All the women kept their heads bowed, but Hu Jian rudely pulled their heads up one by one, selecting them like goods.

When he saw my sister crying like a pear blossom in the rain, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Damn it, this is the girl, I want her!" Tiger Shoulder grabbed my sister, who cried out pitifully, "Mom, Mom..."

My mother tried to get up and stop him, but was immediately pushed to the ground by several henchmen.

Because of my sister's cry, although some of the leaders behind her coveted my mother's large breasts, they were too embarrassed to choose her anymore, because that would make her the boss's adopted son-in-law, and if the boss got angry, it wouldn't be a joke.

Besides, my mother was already middle-aged, and these bandits preferred young girls.

I then realized that not everyone thought my mother was the most beautiful, just like me.

Tiger Shoulder was already kissing my sister on his lap, while my mother was still kneeling on the ground, awaiting her unknown fate.

This time, the number of women brought back to the mountain was more than the number of bandits, more than sixty, while the bandits only numbered fifty-odd, not counting the children's group.

The more they chose, the fewer women remained; the remaining women were either old or ugly, with one exception: my mother.

When it was the second-to-last person's turn, a skinny bandit with shifty eyes and a weasel-like face, nicknamed Donkey Whip (I later learned that every bandit on this mountain had an animal name as a nickname), clearly craved my mother's beauty and her large breasts, but dared not disobey Tiger Shoulder.

His face flushed red and then paled, and he suddenly knelt before Tiger Shoulder, kowtowing repeatedly, saying, "Boss, have pity on me, please give me that woman."

Tiger Shoulder, engrossed in my sister's breasts, was puzzled by his outburst: "Donkey Whip, which one do you want? It's your turn according to the ranking, so just choose."

"Boss, I want her, I want that woman," Donkey Whip said, pointing a trembling finger at my mother.

Tiger Shoulder glanced at my mother, didn't think it was a problem, and was about to agree when my eldest sister stammered, "She, she's my mother."

Tiger Shoulder was instantly enraged, suddenly having a mother-in-law. He kicked the donkey whip to the ground, "Damn it, you can't be picky about anything else, why did you have to pick her? You're just asking for trouble!"

Everyone wanted to laugh but dared not, while the one who had wanted to pick my mother secretly cheered and exclaimed with relief.

Just as my heart calmed down, I saw a strategist who was clearly like me approach Tiger Shoulder and say, "Your Majesty, please calm down, don't let this ruin the harmony among the brothers."

Tiger Shoulder finally calmed down, but he frowned and said, "Then what should we do with this woman? I can't really accept her as my mother-in-law, can I?"

"This..." The strategist named Deer Eyes was also at a loss.

"Alright, let the remaining two brothers choose first, and I'll think of a way."

I was anxious, so I whispered in Dog Hair's ear, "That woman has big breasts, she can definitely drink a lot of milk, you should take her as your wet nurse!"

Dog Hair was very excited. He was only eleven years old, and like me, he was at the age where his Oedipus complex was most severe, and he couldn't resist the temptation of big breasts.

Donkey Whip made a choice with a bitter face, and Dog Leftover also made a choice.

At this moment, Dog Hair suddenly shouted in a shrill voice, "Your Majesty, I want that woman to be my wet nurse!" The

bandits burst into laughter, and Dog Hair's father, Leopard Head, laughed and cursed, "You bastard, haven't you had enough of your mother's milk yet?"

Strategist Deer Eyes leaned close to Tiger Shoulder's ear and said, "Your Majesty, this is a good idea, let her take care of the child, there's no better place for her."

Tiger Shoulder was happy to do Leopard Head a favor when he heard Deer Eyes say this, and besides, even being a wet nurse was better than being someone else's wife. So he shouted, "Alright, it's settled then. Our mountain village children's corps has done a good job coming down the mountain this time, so we'll reward them with one 'mother'." He did have some skill; the word "mother" came out as "mother."

Hearing that her mother hadn't been humiliated, even though she herself was doomed, the eldest sister felt a little better.

The remaining women were treated as servants. With a shout, the crowd dispersed, leaving only those on duty.

"Little Tiger, you'll sleep with me," said Dog Hair.

Little Tiger was a name I'd given him on the spot, from the Water Margin.

"Little Tyrant, that woman is much older than us. If she tries to run away, we won't be able to catch her. You blindfold her and tie her hands, then we'll take her back."

Dog Hair thought this made sense, so he called two henchmen to tie up Mom and blindfold her. We took turns escorting Mom back to Dog Hair's house.

Dog Hair led the way, holding the rope binding Mom's hands. I was busy behind her, slapping her big bottom with both hands, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

Her bottom, feeling humiliated, broke out in goosebumps from the cold mountain wind.

I was secretly delighted and stole a few kisses on her big, white, round bottom.

She let out a soft "Ah!" and awkwardly twisted her hips—it was truly beautiful.

Watching my mother's buttocks sway from side to side, my heart pounded. Although I had peeked at my mother's bare buttocks before, it was always through a wall, and I could see but not touch. But now, my mother's full buttocks were right in front of me! I could touch them, I could kiss them.

I ran my hands all over my mother's buttocks. Her buttocks were smooth and slippery. I wanted to grab both buttocks in my hands, but my hands were too big to cover them. My

mother's legs were beautiful. I touched her beautiful calves for a while, and then peeked at her bare feet. I was having a great time.

I couldn't resist anymore. I unzipped my pants, revealing my already erect penis, and rubbed it against my mother's hard buttocks. After a few touches, I felt I couldn't take it anymore. I shouted, "Little Tyrant, you keep going. I want to see if her blindfold has fallen off."

Dog Hair responded. He had been running all day and was exhausted. He didn't care what was happening behind him.

I leaped onto my mother's body, wrapped my legs around her waist, and had her carry me on her back.

Her long hair cascaded down her back. I took a few strands and wrapped them around my penis, rubbing it against her bare back before ejaculating. The semen trickled down her back and into her buttocks.

After ejaculating, I slid off her. Her large buttocks swayed back and forth, as if mocking me—so cute! I pounced on her and planted a loud kiss on the tip of her buttocks.

The "tsk...tsk" sound was very loud in the quiet mountain; my mother's buttocks had been humiliated once again.

I licked her cool, soft buttocks with my tongue, feeling incredibly happy. This journey through the mountains was the beginning of my happy life.

[Part One: Kidnapping Mother] (II)

Dog Hair's house was the home of the second-in-command, Leopard Head; it was just a relatively large brick house. Dog Hair's hut was quite large, and the bed was also quite big. As soon as we entered, Dog Hair pounced on the bed, yelling, "Little Tiger, this woman is yours now, don't let her run away!"

Before I could even reply, he had already fallen asleep on the bed.

I helped my mother sit on the bed, and she sat down obediently without a word.

My mother's large, bell-shaped breasts hung heavily, but her nipples seemed to be staring at me, as if saying, "So it's you, Jinwazi."

I couldn't help but feel a little afraid of those nipples, afraid that they had seen through my secret.

I looked down and saw that my mother's bare feet were covered in mud and sand. I felt a pang of heartache, found a cloth, placed my mother's feet on my knees, and carefully wiped them clean. My

mother's feet were fair with a rosy tint, very beautiful, which was because she hadn't done much farm work since she was young.

My mother's five toes were slightly curled, resting on my knees. I ran my fingers along her smooth, gentle big toenail, feeling a sense of peace, almost falling asleep.

I jolted awake, realizing how sleepy I was. I quickly wiped her other foot clean and said, "Time for bed..." I forced the word "Mom" back down, inwardly thanking myself.

My mother hummed in agreement, letting me lift her leg onto the bed. Of course, I was just guiding her; otherwise, her leg was so heavy I couldn't lift it.

I helped my mother lie down. Dog Hair was sleeping beside her, in an awkward position, sprawled out on the bed. It took a lot of effort to push him to the other side.

It was late spring, still a bit chilly, and my mother was still naked; I didn't want her to catch a cold. I spread out Dog Hair's quilt; thankfully, it was big enough, almost the same size as the bed.

I lay down between my mother and Dog Hair; the quilt just covered the three of us.

After finishing all that, my eyelids were drooping. I didn't forget to warn my mother in a low voice, "Don't take off the blindfold, or... or I'll kill your daughter tomorrow."

I felt terrible for my sister, but I couldn't care less. If my mother took off the blindfold and found out it was me, everything would be over.

I turned around and hugged my mother, one hand on her breast. I felt a wave of relief and drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, Gou Mao was still asleep. I didn't know if my mother was awake yet, but thankfully her blindfold was still on.

I felt a little panicked. I couldn't let my mother wear the blindfold forever. What if she took it off? Should I wear a mask? No way.

I couldn't think of a good solution. I thought I should touch my mother's body properly before I was exposed.

As I suckled on my mother's breast, I felt that she had woken up because her heart was beating very fast. I panicked a little and wanted to check my mother's genitals as soon as possible. But for some reason, I had a strange fear.

I slowly lifted the blanket off my mother. Her naked body felt the cold and she shivered a little.

I saw it. I saw the dark triangle of forest between my mother's legs.

It was the most mysterious place on my mother's body. Although this place had been invaded and occupied time and time again by Luku, whom I hated, it was still so sacred in my heart.

I lay down and gently stroked my mother's pubic hair. Her pubic hair was stiff and a little prickly. My mother's legs were tightly closed, but I could still see a cleft under her thick pubic hair, hidden between her legs.

My mind was about to explode. I dared not imagine what was in that cleft. It was my mother's private parts, something she didn't want anyone to see.

But I still wanted to see. I tried to pry open my mother's thighs with my hands, but her legs were tightly clamped together, and I couldn't pry them open at all.

"No." At this moment, I heard my mother plead softly.

I hesitated a little, but the temptation of my mother's private parts was too great. I really wanted to see what was in there.

I tried to pry them open, but they didn't budge an inch. I could only insert a palm and feel that it was hot.

Dog Hair woke up and, seeing me lying on top of my mother's crotch, curiously leaned closer and asked, "Little Tiger, what are you doing?"

My face flushed red; I didn't want Dog Hair to get involved.

Dog Hair was a year older than me, and his time in the mountains had made him precocious. He seemed to understand something, chuckling foolishly, "Come on, Little Tiger, let me help you. You pull that side, I'll pull this side."

I couldn't refuse; the suggestion was tempting to me too.

Whether my mother couldn't resist us or simply didn't want to resist anymore, her legs slowly opened.

I heard her soft sobs and felt a pang of guilt.

But quickly, that guilt was overwhelmed.

My mother's vulva—this was a woman's vulva! Dog Hair and I stared in astonishment, afraid of missing a single detail.

My mother's labia majora were full and thick, dark brown, with sparse, soft pubic hair covering them.

In the center of the labia majora was a mysterious cleft about a finger's width; because my mother's legs weren't spread very wide, we couldn't see clearly what was inside.

Dog Hair and I simultaneously spread Mom's legs a little wider.

Mom's labia majora, helplessly abandoning their duty to guard her private parts, parted in humiliation.

Dog Hair and I brought our little heads together, and with trembling fingers, I parted one of Mom's labia. I saw Dog Hair's fingers were also trembling as he parted the other labia.

Mom's vulva, humiliatingly slightly open, was fully exposed to the two children, whose baby teeth hadn't yet fallen out.

We were stunned by the mysterious structure of the woman before us. Our young minds could hardly bear the reality of female genitalia. I almost fainted. It was my mother's urination place, the sanctuary in my heart, laid bare before my eyes.

Just as the two of us children were studying the most enlightening lesson of our lives, the door was suddenly pushed open. Dog

Hair and I almost jumped up, but we didn't dare to look back. I frantically covered my mother with the blanket, while Dog Hair buried his head under the covers.

"You two little brats, daring to play around like this at such a young age."

Oh no, I felt extremely frustrated. I'd been caught doing something naughty.

The person who came in was Dog Hair's father, Leopard Head. He had thoroughly enjoyed his chosen second beauty, Amin, last night. When he woke up this morning and remembered that his son had been assigned a woman yesterday, he came to check on them, only to find the two children doing "good deeds."

As he entered, Leopard Head had already caught a glimpse of my mother's large breasts. He swallowed hard. Damn, they were much bigger than Amin's last night, full and high, truly top-quality.

Leopard Head grabbed Dog Fur and my collar, dragged us both outside, and slammed the door shut.

Dog Fur hung his head dejectedly, while I was frantic; Mom was still inside.

I peered through the crack in the door, but it was too narrow to see anything.

Dog Fur patted my shoulder and whispered, "Come on, look over here."

He led me to the window on the side of the room, moistened his finger with saliva, and dabbed it on the thin window paper, creating a hole. Dog Fur proudly nodded at me and then peered through the window.

I made a hole in the window and looked inside.

In that short time, Leopard Head had stripped completely naked. He pulled back the covers, revealing Mom's limp body.

Mom was curled up; from the voices, she knew an adult had come and the two children had been driven out.

If she felt humiliated by the children peeping at her private parts, she must have been terrified.

With her hands bound and eyes blindfolded, Mother resigned herself to her fate with almost no resistance.

Leopard Head's penis was erect, a size smaller than Luku's, but still large enough. Leopard Head didn't rush to penetrate her; instead, he first untied Mother's ropes, assuming she wouldn't dare resist.

Mother's blindfold was also removed, which startled me. I immediately remembered she couldn't see me, so I continued watching.

Mother opened her eyes, adjusted to the light, and when she saw Leopard Head's lewd expression, she closed them again.

Leopard Head played with Mother's breasts, muttering, "Damn, big, really big." Mother blushed with shame, helplessly letting him take advantage of her.

Leopard Head licked Mother's nipples, and I clearly saw them stand erect again.

Leopard Head was dumbfounded; such erect, high nipples were not common, they were the finest of the best.

He chuckled and said, "My boy is quite good. I'll take you, otherwise these treasures would fall into the hands of that donkey whip, which wouldn't be good for him!"

The mother was too ashamed to utter a sound, letting him fondle her nipples.

Leopard Head entered the mother's body without much resistance, lewdly laughing, "Beauty, you're already very wet down there, you're really horny. Not only are your nipples erect, but your lower body is wet too. Looks like you're a female warrior of the pleasure quarters, like the one-zhang-tall Hu Sanniang, hahaha."

This inappropriate comparison made the mother even more ashamed. She was clearly enjoying it, but she couldn't show it in front of the robber, so she turned her head to the side, her face flushed.

"Hehe, strange, this cunt was loose when I came in, how come it's getting tighter and tighter as I go in!" Leopard Head was overjoyed. He knew he had encountered a rare gem; he was really lucky today. The woman he picked last night, Amin, was nothing compared to this one.

Having just finished two rounds last night, Leopard Head managed to last over a hundred thrusts today, even with Mom's amazing genitals, and Mom was moaning softly.

These bandits, though crude, were still Mom's saviors. Helplessly, I could only think this way, and Mom probably thought the same, repaying his debt with her body.

Leopard Head roared and ejaculated his remaining semen into Mom's body, then collapsed onto her.

Mom lay motionless.

After a while, Leopard Head got up and said, "That was great, I haven't felt this good in a long time." He glanced at Mom and asked, "What's your name?"

Mom remained silent for a long time before uttering a few words: "Jia Chenshi."

"Oh," Leopard Head responded, pulling the blanket up for Mom, saying, "Don't move, I'll have my wife get you some clothes. From now on, you'll be my wife."

Mom's face was flushed, and she didn't answer.

Leopard Head dressed and went out.

I quickly looked away from the window and glanced to the side. I saw Gou Mao with a pained expression, and looking down, I saw his crotch was completely soaked. What a bear! I almost burst out laughing.

I dragged Gou Mao outside a good distance.

"Don't worry," I reassured him. My biggest worry right now was being recognized by my mom.

"Do you have any way to get me a different face?"

"Why do you want to?" Gou Mao was still uninterested.

"A lot of people in the village recognize me. I don't want them to recognize me on the mountain."

Gou Mao didn't think much of this nonsensical reason. He looked down at his pants and said, "My mom will beat me if my pants are this wet."

"Don't worry, I'll help you. I guarantee your mom won't notice." I patted my chest; I had experience in this area.

"Really?" Gou Mao perked up. "Oh, you want to change your face? That's easy. We have a master of disguise in our village called Chameleon. He gave me a few human skin masks. I'll give you one."

"Great!" I jumped up with joy.

So we divided the tasks: he went to get everything—the human skin mask, underwear, and soap. On the way to the river, I changed into the human skin mask.

When we got to the river, I told Gou Mao to change his underwear, and I looked at my new face in the river. I couldn't see it clearly; it didn't look like the old one, but it did look a little like it. Oh well, as long as I changed.

I washed Gou Mao's underwear, and we lay down by the river to sunbathe, hanging his underwear on a branch to dry.

After a while, I felt very hungry and remembered I hadn't eaten breakfast. So I picked some wild berries from a tree and ate them, half-starved until noon. My pants were dry, so we quickly slipped back inside.

Gou Mao secretly put the pants back in the house. I saw that my mother wasn't in bed anymore, and I felt a little disappointed.

Having resolved the pants issue, Gou Mao was in high spirits and said, "Come on, Little Tiger, I'll take you to see my parents."

I was a little scared, but I still followed.

Leopard Head was out; he wasn't home. Only Gou Mao's mother, Yu Niang, was there. Yu Niang was very kind; she was cooking with my mother and Amin. Although there were three more people in the house overnight—Amin, my mother, and me—she didn't complain at all.

From her later conversation, I knew she always wanted to do good deeds for Leopard Head.

Yu Niang told us to eat lunch quickly and not to go out playing anymore. So Gou Mao and I played in the yard. Before long, it was time to eat.

My mother was clearly wearing Yu Niang's clothes. Yu Niang was also quite plump, but the clothes were still too tight on my mother; her large breasts almost burst out of the clothes.

My fears didn't come true; my mother didn't recognize me at all. She only glanced at Gou Mao and me before lowering her head, whether out of shyness about what happened that morning or guessing which of us had walked behind her last night.

Leopard Head hadn't returned, so Yu Niang sat in the middle, my mother to her left, and Amin to her right. Gou Mao seemed a little afraid of seeing my mother and rushed to sit next to Amin, which allowed me to sit next to my mother.

I always sat next to my mother when we ate at home.

Although Amin was pretty, she couldn't compare to my mother's beauty.

Life is so strange. My mother and I were integrated into a new family. This family might be peaceful, but the whole village wouldn't remain peaceful forever.

[Part One: Kidnapping Mother] (Part Three)

Last time, we talked about my mother and me on our second day at Gou Mao's house.

That afternoon, Gou Mao and I vaguely heard Mom pleading with Yu Niang about something. We peeked through the door and eavesdropped on their conversation. We only heard Yu Niang sigh and say, "Zhen Niang, just accept your fate. None of us women can remain innocent after coming up to the mountains. Besides… sigh."

Then there was silence. Gou Mao and I, afraid of being discovered, quickly slipped away.

That evening, Leopard Head came home for dinner, his eyes fixed on Mom, making her very uncomfortable. Dinner ended in a strange atmosphere.

Leopard Head's house had three rooms: one for Leopard Head and Yu Niang, one for Gou Mao, and one empty room in the middle where Amin had stayed the night before. Tonight, Mom couldn't share a bed with Gou Mao and me, so Yu Niang suggested that Mom sleep in the same room as Amin. Mom hesitated, then lowered her head and complied with Yu Niang's arrangement.

Back in the room, Gou Mao and I played absentmindedly for a while. Gou Mao yawned and went to bed early.

But I couldn't fall asleep at all.

I heard the sound of the yard gate opening and closing, guessing that Leopard Head had run to Mom's room again. I climbed out of bed, put on my clothes, and sneaked out.

The yard was empty, except for a little light coming through the crack in the door between Mom and Amin's room. I tiptoed to the door, which had a crack about a finger's width wide, and peeked through it. I

saw Mom being pinned down by Leopard Head, her hands being held by him, but she was twisting and struggling, trying to prevent him from removing her clothes.

The mother pleaded in a low voice, "Brother Leopard, please let me go. I'm already a mother of four. Please, I'll do anything for you for the rest of my life."

Leopard Head was furious. "You filthy bitch, now you're acting all virtuous. Weren't you the one having an affair down the mountain? I slept with you this morning, and you were still gushing with pleasure! Fine, you're trying to pull this on me now, let's see how I deal with you!"

"Amin, come here, take off her clothes! I can't let myself be without her tonight!"

Amin cowered in the corner of the bed, too afraid to move. Startled by Leopard Head's shout, she moved closer.

The mother's hands were grabbed, and Leopard Head straddled her. She could only watch helplessly as Amin unbuttoned her blouse.

When Leopard Head saw a glimpse of the mother's fair breasts, his eyes blazed with fury. He freed one hand and ripped off the mother's bra and clothes with a "rip."

My mother let out a soft cry, her snow-white breasts exposed in the early spring chill, her nipples bulging as if startled.

Tears streamed down her face. I remembered how much my mother cherished her clothes; when I was little, if I tore them while playing, she would spank my hands.

With Amin's aid and abettion, my mother was stripped naked. Leopard Head released her hands and began to undress himself.

Naked, my mother clutched her chest, curled up, and sobbed softly.

At that moment, my mother seemed so weak, and I, standing outside the door, could do nothing but weep with her.

Leopard Head's ugly body pounced on my mother, and she let out a soft moan, pressed down beneath him once more.

Leopard Head lifted my mother's pale legs, helplessly spreading them apart, and he viciously thrust his hard penis into her body, pumping wildly. I could hear my mother's low sobs.

From Lu Ting to Lu Ku, and then to Leopard Head this morning, my mother had never been forced to have sex with a man while crying like this. Leopard Head's rape of my mother tonight showed me the ugliest scene in the world for the first time, filling my heart with rage.

I couldn't bear to watch any longer. With a heavy heart, I went back to my room, buried myself under the covers, and wept bitterly, hating myself for not being able to save my mother.

The next morning, I saw my mother getting up to cook, her eyes red and swollen. She was still wearing the same clothes from the night before, but they had been mended.

Leopard Head was clearly enraged. To punish my mother, he wouldn't let her eat at the same table as us, only allowing her to eat our leftovers and making her do almost all the housework.

He made Amin cut a pair of thin white trousers in half with scissors, forcing my mother to wear only a single layer of clothing and these white open-crotch trousers.

Watching Leopard Head angrily slamming his fist on the table, cursing this and that, I suddenly felt he was despicable and pathetic, like a clown jumping around.

Yu Niang had clearly learned how to submit, remaining silent. Amin, on the other hand, seemed the happiest, running around fetching scissors and arrogantly behaving arrogantly, demanding her mother wear the humiliating "open-crotch pants."

Amin and her mother were both suffering sisters; how could she harbor such schadenfreude?

Gou Mao looked around bewilderedly, unsure what had angered his father so much.

"Wearing this, you can go and be a dutiful wife," Leopard Head sneered. "Don't even think about staying home all day. From now on, you'll serve Gou Mao every day as he practices martial arts at the training hall! If I don't see you there for a day, I'll break your legs!" "

If any of you dare give her clothes to wear, I'll break your legs too!"

Leopard Head hurled this threat before storming out.

Her mother, wearing a white coarse linen short jacket and the open-crotch pants, stood trembling in the middle of the courtyard.

Yu Niang sighed and said, "What a mess..."

"You two help Zhen Niang with the housework, Amin, don't just stand around either," Yu Niang said.

We quickly went to help, and Amin pouted, muttering something unwillingly.

Gou Mao got angry, rushed over and kicked Amin in the butt, yelling at the top of his lungs, "My mother told you to do chores, so you have to do them! Go, sweep the floor!"

Amin stumbled from the kick, and being a little afraid of this little brat, she had no choice but to obediently sweep the floor.

Mom saw Gou Mao and me tidying up the table and came over to help, but the open-crotch pants made her very uncomfortable. Amin was particularly mean; she didn't just cut a slit, but cut a large section in the middle into an arch shape, leaving a large area of Mom's front and back exposed.

Mom blushed and covered her front with her hands. Although we had all peeked at her private parts before, Mom still didn't know how to face us in this situation.

Dog Hair and I were also pounding with anxiety, but we had to pretend we couldn't see anything, keeping our heads down and tidying up, constantly calling out to each other and passing this and that, trying to calm our unease.

Later, I saw Mom bite her lower lip, stop covering her lower body, and come over to work with us.

Gou Mao and I were at a loss, not knowing where to look.

Yu Niang sighed and went inside. Amin whispered beside her, "Shameless."

Mom pretended not to hear Amin and quickly tidied up, her thin clothes causing her to shiver occasionally, but I saw a strong determination in her eyes.

Gou Mao and I were both infected by Mom's courageous gaze. Gou Mao suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Come on, Little Tiger, don't just stand there, let's work together!"

"Hehe!" Gou Mao and I were inexplicably excited, clapping our hands and jumping around in the yard, helping Mom with the housework. A strangely joyful atmosphere filled the air. Amin stared at Gou Mao and me in disbelief, unable to understand our strange behavior.

And so, the tedious chores turned into a joyful and enchanting pleasure. I tried my best to avoid looking at my mother's exposed lower body, but whenever I caught a glimpse of that mysterious dark forest, my mind would be immediately overwhelmed by a dark tide, and it would take me a long time to recover.

We quickly finished the chores, and Yu Niang brought out a pot of water and two steamed buns for my mother to take with her during our martial arts practice break. She was a little worried about how my mother would face this humiliation.

The three of us went out, lost in our own thoughts. Yu Niang closed the door, seemingly unable to bear seeing my mother's embarrassed state.

My mother blushed and lowered her head, her earlier courage nowhere to be seen. After all, facing the crowds outside was different from facing the two of us children.

Gou Mao and I exchanged glances. Gou Mao scratched his head and said, "How about we do it like that night? I'll go first, and you follow behind, and we'll block Zhen Niang's way?"

"Alright, that's the only way," I replied.

Suddenly, I felt something was wrong. I looked up and saw Mom looking at me with a half-smile, her eyes seeming to say, "So, it really was you, you little pervert, walking behind me that night."

My face turned as red as a sheet. I thought I could fool Dog Hair, but I'd been caught.

That night, I'd slapped, kissed, and touched Mom's big butt, and finally ejaculated on her bare back. I was so ashamed.

I felt like a thief caught red-handed, wishing I could disappear into the ground.

Mom saw my embarrassment and couldn't help but chuckle. Her beautiful expression made Dog Hair and me stare in disbelief.

Mom covered her lower body with one hand and her pearly white teeth with the other, and said with a slight reproach, "Come on, stop looking!"

Dog Hair and I stupidly agreed and lined up with Mom. To avoid Mom "exposing" herself, the three of us had to stick very close together. Of course, the one who got the best view was me, following behind Mom.

I've grown taller than my mother, reaching above her waist, but my small frame only barely covers the exposed patch of her bare buttocks. The exposed part of her buttocks curves into two beautiful arcs, like a gentle smile at me. I leaned closer to get a better look, and her buttocks seemed to sense my hot breath, shrinking slightly inward—it was incredibly cute.

Unfortunately, this time I could only look, not touch. I drooled, my eyes glued to my mother's buttocks, as we walked to the martial arts hall, completely forgetting the route we took.

Inside, there were already many children practicing martial arts. Seeing Gou Mao with my mother and me, they all gathered around, grinning and shouting, "Gou Mao, why did you bring your nanny along?"

"Gou Mao, is your nanny's milk delicious?"

"Hey, Gou Mao, why is your nanny still wearing open-crotch pants?"

Gou Mao and I tried to hide, but we couldn't escape the children's gazes.

"Hehehe...hahaha..." The children laughed unrestrainedly. Mom covered her front with her hands, too embarrassed to straighten up.

"Go away, go away, go away!" Gou Mao stopped covering up and rushed forward, shoving the children away. I quickly found a stool for Mom to sit on. Then I took off my clothes and shouted, "Little tyrant! Ignore them, let's start practicing martial arts!"

Gou Mao understood what I was doing and quickly took off his clothes too, saying, "Right, right, we'll practice martial arts and get all sweaty, it'll make our clothes dirty."

We handed the clothes to Mom, and I said, "Zhenniang, can you hold our clothes for us?"

Mom's eyes were a little red. She agreed and held our clothes over her lower abdomen, covering her exposed areas. I saw my clothes underneath, probably making intimate contact with Mom's pubic hair, and I couldn't help but feel a kind of lewd pleasure.

Gou Mao and I were warming up. Gou Mao, that rascal, had a couple of kung fu moves—sweeping leg kick and pushing elbow—and he beat several kids until they were wincing in pain. He grinned smugly at Mom, as if to say, "Zhenniang, look, I avenged you!"

Mom smiled slightly, her eyes filled with affection as she looked at Gou Mao. I felt a pang of sadness; it was a bitter pill to swallow.

A little while later, the children's corps instructor arrived, handsome and with clear features. Gou Mao told me his name was Yan Qi, and that he was a skilled martial artist, ranking seventh in the village.

Yan Qi was very easygoing; the children weren't afraid of him at all and all swarmed around him. He didn't seem to mind the presence of Mom and me, two strangers.

Yan Qi divided the children into several groups, each learning different skills like light footwork, hidden weapons, fist fighting, and various other weapons. I saw the light footwork group standing on a round basket filled with grains and thought it looked fun, so I signed up to join.

It looked fun, but it wasn't easy at all. We had to step on the rim of the round basket, but the grains inside couldn't be tilted and spill out.

In no time, I'd fallen flat on my back several times, feeling quite pained. Stealing glances at my mother, I saw she was watching Gou Mao practice his martial arts, completely oblivious to me, which made me even more frustrated.

Yan Qi was skilled in light-footed martial arts and hidden weapons, so he taught the children in these two groups more. He taught me some techniques for stepping on my toes and focusing my breath, which made walking feel a little easier.

Finally, it was time to rest, and Gou Mao and I sat down on the floor next to our mother, panting. She brought us water and steamed buns. We then remembered that our mother had been scolded and beaten by Leopard Head that morning and hadn't even eaten breakfast.

We offered her a bun, and Gou Mao and I would share one, but she resolutely refused, almost getting angry. Gou Mao and I had no choice but to eat the buns. As

Gou Mao munched on his bun, his gaze towards our mother held a newfound respect.

I thought I caught Yan Qi looking this way too, but when I glanced at him, I saw he had his back to us.

After a morning of practice, Gou Mao and I were exhausted. Mom wiped the sweat off us with a towel and told us to put our clothes back on. We didn't dare disobey her, so we did.

After Yan Qi and the other children left, Gou Mao and I escorted Mom down the mountain, one in front and one behind. This time, Gou Mao forced me to walk in front, but I didn't know the way. Gou Mao was giving loud directions from behind, but who knows where his eyes were looking?

I didn't bother looking back the whole way, listening to Mom and Gou Mao chatting and laughing, which made me furious.

When we got home, I didn't expect Leopard Head to be back for lunch. He sat there with a livid face. Gou Mao and I didn't dare make a sound and slipped back to our room.

Mom went to the kitchen to cook for Yu Niang.

Mom looked even more alluring in her open-crotch pants than if she weren't wearing any pants at all. Leopard Head, like a dog in heat, rushed into the kitchen and chased Yu Niang out.

I pretended to go to the outhouse and walked to the edge of the kitchen, peeking inside.

The mother was seen dodging in panic, forced against the wall. Leopard Head reached out to touch her breasts. The mother tried to block him, but Leopard Head used his leopard fist feint on her breasts instead. He flipped his hand down and grabbed her exposed vulva.

Mother cried out, helplessly her genitals already in Leopard Head's hands. Leopard Head, pleased with himself for toying with Mother, grinned maliciously, "How about it? Your cunt's been exposed all morning, it's cold, isn't it? Let me warm it up."

Mother shrank back, but couldn't escape Leopard Head's wanton kneading.

Finally, Mother was pinned against the wall, her brows furrowed, her hands on Leopard Head's shoulders, her body moving up and down with each thrust.

Afraid that Yu Niang would see, I dared not look any longer and had to hide back in the room.

A moment later, I heard Leopard Head shout loudly in the yard, "Damn it, all of you get out here, dinner's ready!"

Dog Hair and I went out of the room and saw Leopard Head sitting there smugly, one foot on a table, happily picking his teeth.

We dejectedly walked to the table and sat down. Yu Niang, Mother, and Amin brought in the food one after another. I noticed Mother's eyes were red and swollen.

After the meal was served, Mom knew Leopard Head wouldn't let her eat at the table, so she lowered her head and went to her room.

Leopard Head's ugly voice rang out: "Is that room yours? Go, squeeze in with Dog Hair and the others."

He winked at us and said, "You little rascals, you're in for a treat."

Hearing Amin chuckling beside us, Dog Hair and I couldn't laugh at all.

Mom didn't eat a single grain of rice for lunch, as usual.

Entering the room, Mom was curled up on the bed, not even covered by a blanket.

We went to the bedside, and Dog Hair said, "Zhenniang, come on, let's go play in the mountains."

"Dog Hair, Zhenniang really can't walk right now. Can I lie down for a bit?"

We agreed and covered Mom with the blanket. Dog Hair and I were preparing the equipment: a small bow, which Dog Hair said Yan Qi made for him, a quiver of small arrows, and a few animal traps.

I looked at these novel gadgets, completely captivated.

After lying down for a while, seeing how excited we were, Mom got up and said, "Alright, let's go."

In the yard, Gou Mao shouted at the top of his lungs, "Mom, we're going to the river to wash clothes!" Gou Mao grabbed a small pot as he left.

Mom walked very slowly, clearly exhausted.

When they reached the mountains, Gou Mao first climbed a tree and picked some fruit for Mom to eat. Even though she was hungry, Mom ate the fruit gracefully, her complexion becoming slightly rosier.

Only then did Mom realize that the two little devils hadn't come to play, but to get her food.

Mom was touched and silently walked with us.

This mountain was called Yandang Mountain, quite different from the small mountains in our hometown; small animals darted out from time to time. Everything in the mountains was new to me. I looked around, while Gou Mao picked mushrooms from some trees and put them in a bag.

After walking for a while, we reached a relatively dense grove of trees. Gou Mao stopped and said, "We're here."

Seeing our puzzled looks, Gou Mao said smugly, "There are a lot of pheasants here. Let's shoot one with this and have a treat." He brandished his bow and arrow.

Gou Mao scattered some rice grains, which pheasants love to eat, on the path and set traps on them.

We hid behind a bush. Mom's interest was piqued, and she squatted down with us, nervously peering through the bushes at the path.

After squatting for a while without seeing any pheasants, I felt bored and started looking around. Suddenly, I noticed that because of her squatting position, Mom's open-crotch pants were spread wide, almost exposing her entire buttocks.

Mom's buttocks were bulging, firm and full, split by a deep cleft. Unlike when she was standing, which was round and plump, Mom's buttocks now had two distinct peaks, like two freshly peeled lychee segments.

Mom was focused on staring outside, completely unaware that I was peeking at her large buttocks. Perhaps her legs were numb from squatting, because Mom swayed up and down a few times, her snow-white buttocks swaying in front of my eyes, making my eyes almost pop out.

I remembered when I was little, peeping at Mom relieving herself deep in the sorghum field, she would sway her buttocks like that too.

At that moment, I so wanted to see what would come out

of Mom's buttocks. Of course, Mom wouldn't relieve herself anywhere at that time, but I saw two or three anal hairs peeking out from between her buttocks, curved and looking rather limp.

I was carefully examining the length of these anal hairs when I suddenly heard Mom exclaim in surprise, "I hit it! I hit it!"

Mom stood up abruptly, her buttocks almost hitting my face. I quickly dodged to the side, frantically touching my crotch. My little penis was erect, but I hadn't ejaculated yet!

Looking up, I realized what had happened. I saw Dog Hair pounce out and grab the pheasant he had hit in the path.

Mom clapped her hands, watching with delight as Gou Mao triumphantly clutched his spoils, her pretty face flushed.

Next came a delicious meal. Gou Mao's beggar's chicken was really good, and Mom had cooked a pot of piping hot mushroom soup.

Mom ate a few pieces of chicken and drank a few sips of soup, then washed her hands and said she was full. Watching Gou Mao and me wolfing down our food, Mom giggled. Her rosy face looked especially beautiful in the firelight.

Gou Mao and I forgot about our chicken legs, staring blankly at Mom. Gou Mao blurted out, "Zhenniang, you're so beautiful."

"You little rascal, always being cheeky," Mom smiled at Gou Mao.

Looking at Mom's radiant smile, I really regretted not saying that.

That night, Leopard Head was fooling around in Amin's room again. Mom moved back to our room, finally enjoying some peace and quiet. Mom

slept in the middle, with Gou Mao and me nestled on either side of her. My mother was only wearing a thin shirt. Before going to sleep, I secretly saw her breasts, quietly standing erect under her thin clothes.

I felt a sense of peace and slept very soundly.
02-28
[Part One: Kidnapping Mother] (IV)

In the early days after my mother and I arrived at the mountain village, although my mother's life was hard, she managed to get by because my brother, Gou Mao, and I took care of each other.

I was always timid and hesitant in front of my mother, afraid that she would recognize me. Unlike Gou Mao, who deliberately flattered my mother.

Gradually, my mother became affectionate with Gou Mao, but indifferent to me.

I was consumed by jealousy, but there was nothing I could do.

After some time, the mountain village held its annual "coming-of-age ceremony." This was an uninhibited assembly invented by the mountain village sorcerer Lu Qianhuan. It was said to be a ceremony to bring children to adulthood. Each family sent one woman, who was blindfolded, to gather in a hall. The children were also blindfolded and chose a woman to break their virginity, thus officially becoming "men."

Leopard Head, of course, offered up his disobedient mother. Amidst Amin's laughter and Yu Niang's sighs, Mom reluctantly went up the mountain with us.

Dog Hair and I were filled with excitement; we also signed up for this year's "Coming-of-Age Ceremony." I knew he was thinking the same thing as me—we both wanted to choose the beautiful Mom.

I wouldn't let him succeed, I secretly resolved.

The host, Lu Qianhuan, dressed in an ethereal, otherworldly style, stood there radiantly directing the proceedings.

A number of women had gathered in the hall, all maids of the various leaders. No one was willing to offer their wives or concubines to make themselves cuckolded. Most of these maids had been abducted from the foot of the mountain, and some were quite beautiful. Some looked distressed, while others were shy and timid, stealing glances at the group of children before them.

Mother stood among the women with her head down, covering her genitals with her hands, but the women quickly noticed that she was wearing open-crotch pants. After a brief commotion, the women moved away from Mother, looking at her with disdain, as if to indicate that they were different from her.

Even in the crowded throng, Mother seemed so lonely.

But soon, the women were no different from Mother, because the lecherous deer—Lu Qianhuan—made all the women strip naked.

Some of the women who had already undergone the mountain stronghold's "coming-of-age ceremony," though somewhat shy, obediently stripped naked.

Some of the women, arriving for the first time, were so worried about being naked in front of a group of children, and then being sexually assaulted by these snotty-nosed kids, that they cried and refused to take off their clothes.

"Anyone who disobeys, don't blame me for punishing them according to the rules of this stronghold," Lu Qianhuan said sarcastically.

"Yeah, hurry up and take them off!" some of the children chimed in.

Finally, unable to bear the psychological pressure, the women resigned themselves to their fate and began to undress.

Although countless snow-white bodies and countless full breasts swayed before my eyes, my eyes remained fixed on my mother.

My mother didn't cry; she just blushed and quickly took off her clothes. Although she quickly covered her breasts with her arms and her genitals with her hands, I still got to admire once again the pair of trembling breasts on my mother's chest.

Lu Qianhuan had the women kneel in several rows, their hands behind their backs.

Now Mom could no longer hide her breasts and genitals. She knelt in the middle of the second row, and I found an angle from which I could clearly see her naked body.

Mom's large breasts drooped, her two big nipples innocently wide open. But what fascinated me most was the full, rounded curve between her hips and thighs.

Among these women, Mom was probably the only one who had given birth; her breasts were obviously the largest, but therefore slightly sagging.

Mom's nipples adorned the very peaks of her breasts, slightly upturned, with a full, rounded shape below, forming the perfect shape of a mature woman's breasts.

I saw two women next to her, both attractive and younger than Mom, but their figures couldn't compare. Their once-proud breasts looked like unripe fruit compared to Mom's, and they shyly turned away.

That's how women are; even at this point, they don't care who's more beautiful.

I wondered who else besides me was looking at Mom. I glanced around furtively and saw the children staring around aimlessly, clearly preparing for their "prey." I noticed Gou Mao staring intently at my mother's breasts, his eyes glued to her, and a wave of unease washed over me.

Suddenly, I caught Lu Qianhuan staring intently at my mother's naked body, even swallowing a mouthful of saliva in disgust.

I bit my lower lip, looking at the small black triangle peeking out between my mother's tightly closed legs, a fire burning within me.

"Alright, now start blindfolding the women and tying their hands..." Lu Qianhuan's voice was hoarse.

I'd heard from Gou Mao before that the reason for blindfolding and tying their hands was to prevent illicit affairs between men and women after physical intimacy. Although these women didn't have any official status yet, they could be taken as concubines by some leader at any time.

This task was to be done by us. Gou Mao was the first; he took the black blindfold and red ribbon for tying their hands from Lu Qianhuan and walked straight towards my mother.

A murmur rippled through the children:

"Dog Hair still prefers his wet nurse."

"His wet nurse's breasts are really big."

"Not only are her breasts big, but her face is pretty too."

"Tsk tsk..."

As the first woman to be "served," Mother blushed. She didn't resist, obediently letting Dog Hair blindfold her. Dog Hair tied Mother's hands behind her back with a red ribbon, then wrapped the ribbon around her waist to the front, tied a knot, and let it hang down.

The ribbon fell precisely between Mother's legs, covering part of her pubic hair.

Looking at Dog Hair's solemn expression and Mother's ambiguous smile, my heart bled.

While Dog Hair was doing this, the other children took turns receiving their tools and getting to work. I was the last to receive mine. Because there were far more women than children this year—more than twenty women and only about ten children—each child basically had to do it twice before all the women were blindfolded and their hands tied.

Lu Qianhuan coughed lightly, clearly satisfied. Next, we were led outside the hall and blindfolded each other. It was a game of "blind men touching a blind horse," whoever we touched would be the one we chose. Therefore, I still had a sliver of hope.

Gou Mao blindfolded me. I first kept my eyes tightly closed, then opened them wide after being blindfolded, blinking a few times to create a slit. This was a trick I learned from playing "catching fish and shrimp" with my sisters when I was little.

Gou Mao obviously knew what I was thinking; he was the first to choose, so he didn't blindfold me as tightly. Perhaps he wanted to prevent other children from choosing their mothers if he wasn't chosen.

I felt a little grateful to him. But he wasn't blindfolded by me; another child did it. This continued until the last child, whose blindfold was put on by Lu Qianhuan.

When we entered the hall, Lu Qianhuan had already had the women rearrange their kneeling order, arranging them into two rows.

Imagine these women, naked, hands bound, blindfolded, lined up in rows, red ribbons dangling from their waists, and my mother standing among them, enduring the lecherous gaze of Lu Qianhuan. A surge of anger welled up inside me. I wondered if this lecherous deer's true purpose in holding this "coming-of-age ceremony" was simply to satisfy his perverse lusts.

The rules were simple: the boys would take turns walking to the front of the women's line, using their sense of smell and hearing to decide which woman would give them their "coming-of-age lesson." They would grab the red ribbon from the woman's waist and stand aside, waiting for everyone to have chosen before collectively "taking the lesson."

With Lu Qianhuan's solemn announcement, "The selection begins!", the most exciting part—the "fish and shrimp catching" activity—began.

To prevent the women from knowing who had chosen them, there was silence. Lu Qianhuan led the children one by one to choose his preferred candidates

…

My heart pounded with anxiety, fearing my mother would be chosen before anyone else.

Finally, it was my turn.

I let out a sigh of relief, and Lu Qianhuan led me by the hand to the row of women. This lecherous deer's palms were surprisingly warm; mine were already sweaty.

"Let's start choosing," Lu Qianhuan reminded me.

I struggled to keep my eyelids open, trying to peek through a tiny gap in the blindfold.

What I saw were the women's bare feet.

Lu Qianhuan would stop in front of each woman, but I had no interest in looking at those with bound feet, because my mother had natural feet.

I recognized my mother's big toe; her toenail was white with a hint of pink, curved like a crescent moon.

We passed the first row, but I didn't see my mother's feet.

Several more passed by in the second row, still nothing. I was about to cry; had Mom really been chosen by someone else?

"The last three," Lu Qianhuan reminded me.

I moved forward woodenly, when suddenly, Mom's familiar, beautiful bare feet caught my eye. Her big toe was slightly curved inward, her beautiful toenail lying there obediently. They seemed to sense my ecstatic gaze and shrank back shyly, but I wouldn't let them get away.

I stopped and touched the red ribbon tied around Mom's waist.

I tugged on the ribbon, confirming that what I held in my hand was real. I heard Mom give a soft "hmm," and I wondered what she was feeling at that moment.

"Good lad, you have good taste," Lu Qianhuan's low voice reached my ear.

My heart was filled with ecstasy. Although Lu Qianhuan's praise was a bit inexplicable, it made me even more elated.

"Alright, selection complete! The coming-of-age ceremony begins!" Lu Qianhuan shouted.

My heart nearly stopped. My mother, whom I longed for day and night, was now naked before me, waiting for me to "pick" her.

I heard the gasps of women and the shouts of children. Gritting my teeth, I lunged forward and grabbed my mother by the hips. She staggered backward in my arms, but was finally forced against the wall. I supported her body and gently laid her down on the mat that had been laid out on the ground.

I couldn't remove my blindfold, so I couldn't fully see my mother's naked body; I could only peek through a small gap.

First and foremost, I was grateful for my mother's bare feet. Perhaps she didn't realize that her bare feet had betrayed her; otherwise, she might not have been chosen by me and had luckily escaped this ordeal.

I rubbed my mother's straight instep, her toes tightly clustered together like a few frightened little girls embracing. Suddenly, I sucked on her big toe and second toe, carefully licking her slender toes. Her toes moved restlessly in my mouth, my tongue sometimes cradling her big toe like a queen, sometimes pressing it down, licking the smooth nail polish with abandon. My mother's toes

suffered my humiliation; her nails glistened with my saliva. After licking them clean one by one, I ruthlessly abandoned them and moved towards my mother's genitals, continuing my unfinished mission of peeping into her private parts.

This time, there was no dog hair around; my mother belonged to me alone, and I felt extremely proud.

I parted my mother's full labia majora once again, exposing her secret place. Her labia minora were pink and tender, so cute. I licked them wildly again, and my mother couldn't help but make "mmm" sounds. She twisted her lower body, but dared not struggle too much.

My mother was much more obedient this time than last time. I almost laughed out loud. It was all thanks to this damn "coming-of-age" ceremony that my mother was so compliant in letting me do whatever I wanted.

I breathed in the faint musky scent emanating from my mother's private parts, licking her vulva from bottom to top with my tongue. My sensitive tongue could feel the trembling of my mother's honey pot. After licking a dozen times, I noticed that every time I licked my mother's little hole upwards, she would tremble slightly.

I stopped to observe carefully and found a small bean above my mother's peach blossom cave, peeking out shyly from the tender skin.

I lightly touched my mother's clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Her clitoris trembled violently, like a mimosa meeting a child's finger. My mother let out a soft "Ah," shifting her body, unwilling to let the little boy beneath her discover her secret.

How could I let this opportunity slip by? I pressed down on my mother's hips, preventing her escape. My nimble tongue relentlessly pursued her clitoris. My mother twisted her hips, trying to dodge, but each time her clitoris was captured, she would let out a low, startled "Ah."

"Ah...ah...ah...um, um," my mother's panicked cries gradually turned into soft, muffled moans.

My mother's hips continued to twist, but this time she offered her private parts to my eyes, rubbing her clitoris against my lips.

My mother's repressed arousal made me blush. I thought to myself, "Was this how she used to let Luku do whatever he wanted to her?" I fiercely flicked my tongue across my mother's clitoris like a rattle-drum.

My mother trembled violently as I manipulated her, and her little bud finally broke through the soil, engorged and erect, a trickle of fluid flowing from her vaginal opening. I was unaware that she had already reached orgasm.

I rolled over and straddled her lap, her deep, dark opening my target.

I cried out joyfully, "Oh, oh!" gripping the red ribbon tied around her waist, as if I were riding a tamed mare. My mother was powerless to resist and resigned herself to her fate, letting the little boy ride her freely.

Her hands were bound behind her back, making her uncomfortable, so she tried to arch her back to avoid hurting her hands.

This made things easier for me; her position was as if she were offering her genitals to me, and I felt a surge of pride, as if I were standing on a cloud. I thrust my engorged penis wildly into her vulva, finally hitting my target and plunging it into her warm, moist honey pot.

The moment I penetrated, my whole body tensed. Oh, this was the paradise of my dreams—warm, slippery, and seemingly bottomless.

My mother's beautiful vagina was known as the "spiral suction," a legendary instrument that even Luku and Leopard Head could only surrender to. At first, I felt her vagina was spacious, but immediately, the spirals of her vagina contracted again and again, tightly enveloping my penis, sucking it down relentlessly.

I thrust continuously, trying to explore the deeper mysteries of my mother's vagina. At this moment, I only hated that my penis was too short. I thought of Luku's big cock and couldn't help but grit my teeth. How could I let him enjoy such a beautiful vagina as my mother's? I heard

heavy breathing in my ears. I tilted my head back, letting the small slit under the blindfold face forward. Suddenly, I saw a strange sight: Lu Qianhuan had already taken off his pants and was facing us, masturbating with one hand on his penis.

This bizarre scene filled me with inexplicable excitement. I thrust wildly a few times, finally ejaculating my semen into my mother's body for the first time. My mother groaned softly, silently accepting the pool of hot semen.

After ejaculating, I collapsed weakly onto my mother.

"Little Tiger, don't make a sound, you'll get what's coming to you," Lu Qianhuan whispered in my ear.

I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse, nor did I want to know. At this moment, I would accept dying on my mother's body.

Suddenly, a pill was shoved into my mouth. "Swallow it, kid," Lu Qianhuan's voice said.

In a panic, I swallowed the pill, my heart pounding with anxiety.

Soon, my lower abdomen felt like it was on fire, and my penis, as if it had swallowed a leopard's fetus, stood erect. Through the slits of my blindfold, I saw that my penis was thick and large, red and erect, with bulging veins. Was this my penis? I could hardly recognize it.

I was forced down onto the mat by a pair of hands, and I vaguely saw the same hands lift my mother onto me. Was it Lu Qianhuan?

My mother straddled me, kneeling, her knees apart. She moved her hips, her hot, steaming vulva moving between my legs, the heat from her breath making my penis even more excited. I quickly grabbed my penis; it was frighteningly hot.

With a "plop," my mother's vaginal opening finally aligned with my glans. She twisted her body, slowly lowering her hips. She clearly hadn't expected my penis to be so much bigger than before, making her wonder if the boy beneath her was the same one from before.

Her newly tightened vagina was stretched open by a thick penis, and in a short time, she was raped by two boys. It felt like someone else was rubbing their penis against her back. A wave of lust surged up to her head, engulfing her.

She swayed her head from side to side, her long hair flying wildly. She had completely abandoned all restraint; let this crazy world destroy itself. She moaned softly, her hips heaving violently. Her thick pubic hair rubbed against my lower abdomen, igniting my lust. I finally understood that my mother's dark forest of pubic hair wasn't just beautiful; it could brush right into your heart. My penis stood erect inside her blooming vagina, like a mast standing tall in a storm.

She leaned forward, and because her hands were still bound behind her back, her whole body fell towards me. I quickly used my hands to support her breasts.

Her full upper body pressed against my thin arms, and I gritted my teeth and held on. My mother's teasing made my penis incredibly itchy. I tried my best to hold back, letting my penis act like a large axis, controlling my mother's balance.

Suddenly, my mother twisted and moaned softly. A gush of vaginal fluid poured over my penis, and I cried out in pleasure. My penis throbbed wildly, and I finally ejaculated.

My mother let out a ecstatic scream from the heat of my semen. She threw her head back, her body suddenly straightening, holding for a few seconds before collapsing. I stretched out my arms to support my mother, letting her rest on me.

The "coming-of-age" ceremony was over. Dog Hair and I got dressed and waited at the door for my mother to come down the mountain together. It took a while for my mother to come out. Dog Hair saw that the blush on my mother's face hadn't faded and knew that she had been chosen.

Along the way, the three of us were preoccupied with our own thoughts. Dog Hair was dejected; Mom walked silently with her head down; I, on the other hand, was smug, yet dared not make a fuss, wondering whether I should let Mom know that I had chosen her. If she knew, would she hate me or like me instead?

[Part One: Kidnapping Mother] (V)

The "coming-of-age ceremony" completely changed the relationship between Mom, Dog Hair, and me. After Dog Hair understood the relationship between men and women, he circled around Mom all day like a male dog in heat, fawning over her even more.

Dog Hair and I both vied to wash clothes and dishes with Mom. Mom was very suspicious; little did she know that we were trying to peek at the pair of large white pigeons under her clothes.

Mom didn't change much, except that when walking with us, she no longer walked in the middle of us, but silently followed behind us. Dog Hair and I had something to hide, so we could only obediently walk in front.

These past few days, the atmosphere in the mountain village had suddenly become tense. I heard Dog Hair say that there was a big deal coming up in a few days; a high-ranking official returning home would pass through Jianjia Valley, thirty miles away. It's said that the high-ranking official was a notorious corrupt official during his tenure. This time, he hired bodyguards from the famous Zhenyuan Escort Agency in the capital. I also heard that the corrupt official has a granddaughter who is incredibly beautiful; if he hadn't been demoted, she would have married a prince or nobleman in the capital long ago.

Leopard Head spent his days discussing matters with several leaders in the Hall of Righteousness, so he didn't have time to bother Mother, and Mother had enjoyed some rare peace and quiet these past few days.

That day, the main force of the mountain stronghold finally descended the mountain.

We huddled in the house, waiting for news from down the mountain, not daring to go anywhere.

Yu Niang and Gou Mao were worried about Leopard Head, and the two of them sat restlessly in the courtyard.

Mother and I sat quietly in the room. Mother rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. Was she thinking about her youngest son, Jia Jinwa, from her hometown?

If she knew that her son was sitting right behind her, wearing a human skin mask and secretly watching her, would she be very surprised? I let my mind wander.

After lunch, we all went back to our rooms to rest.

Suddenly, we were awakened by a commotion. I groggily got up and realized that Gou Mao was gone.

We gathered in the courtyard, waiting anxiously. Suddenly, Gou Mao stumbled in, crying and sobbing, "We've lost! We've lost! There's an ambush by government troops down the mountain!"

Yu Niang was stunned. She trembled and asked, "Where's your father? Where's your father?"

Everything that followed unfolded in chaos.

It turned out that the supposed official returning from the capital was a trap set by the government. Hundreds of government soldiers were lying in ambush in Jianjia Valley. Fortunately, Zhang Mu sensed something was wrong and they didn't fall into the ambush completely.

Even so, the mountain stronghold suffered heavy casualties. Leopard Head and Ox Eye were killed in action, and fewer than ten managed to break through. The strategist, Zhang Mu, whose martial arts skills were weak, also died in the chaos.

Yu Niang and Gou Mao cried their hearts out, and Yu Niang even fainted several times.

My mother must have been overwhelmed with mixed emotions at that moment. She was busy taking care of Yu Niang and Gou Mao, and she shed many tears along with them.

I think my mother was crying for Yu Niang; Leopard Head had treated her so badly, and now that he was dead, my mother should be happy.

However, what happened next was even more astonishing.

Tiger Shoulder had always harbored a grudge against Leopard Head. This time, under Donkey Whip's protection, he managed to escape in a sorry state and return to the mountain stronghold. To cover up his humiliation, he falsely claimed that Leopard Head had betrayed the enemy and ordered that Leopard Head's family be given to Donkey Whip.

Thus, we inexplicably became Donkey Whip's servants.

That night, Donkey Whip came to our house. I recognized his lewd appearance; it was the same Donkey Whip who had lusted after my mother's beauty when choosing women.

Donkey Whip made us set out two chairs for him and my mother to sit on, and then made Yu Niang and Amin kneel before them. My mother tried to stand up in a panic, but Donkey Whip held her thigh down.

Donkey Whip chuckled, "My beautiful lady, if you're willing to stay with me tonight, they can go back inside.

Otherwise, hehe, they'll just have to kneel here."

Donkey Whip was cunning; he immediately saw through Mother's soft heart.

Mother hesitated.

Donkey Whip wasn't in a hurry; he drew his long whip from his waist. With a crisp "crack," we were all jolted. The whip struck Amin's shoulder, tearing off a large piece of her clothing. A

heart-wrenching scream rang in our ears.

Donkey Whip said, "I know this little slut often bullies you because of her master's power, so I'll give her a few more lashes for you."

"Crack, crack, crack," the whip fell on Amin's body, her whole body convulsing, her scream turning into a wail.

"That's enough, stop!" Mother couldn't help but speak up.

Donkey Whip stopped and looked at Mother.

Mother nodded, tears welling in her eyes.

I almost fainted. My God, how could Mother be so foolish? For someone who bullied her all the time, she actually gave in and slept with Donkey Whip?

Donkey Whip dropped his whip, chuckled, and rubbed his hands together.

Mother turned and walked into the house, Donkey Whip quickly following behind.

Dog Hair helped the exhausted Yu Niang into another room.

Amin was still kneeling on the ground, sobbing.

I was annoyed and just wanted to get Amin into the room quickly so I could peek at what Donkey Whip was doing to Mother.

I walked up to Amin; her upper body was tattered, and her snow-white skin was covered with bloody whip marks. Her whole body was twitching.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of pity for her. Amin was quite pretty; otherwise, she wouldn't have been the second one Leopard Head had chosen.

I helped her into the house; she was weak and limp on me, feeling incredibly heavy.

I half-pushed, half-shoved Amin into the room and let her lie on the bed to continue crying.

After closing the door, I tiptoed to my mother's room and peered through the small hole in the window.

In the dim candlelight, Mother sat upright on the edge of the bed, while Donkey Whip knelt at her feet, kissing her bare feet incessantly like a chicken pecking at rice.

Damn, this guy's got the same taste!

"Zhenniang, do you know how much I've missed you?" Donkey Whip said.

Mother's cheeks flushed slightly, and she remained silent.

"From the night I saw you, your dignified appearance and fairy-like beauty have captivated me."

Donkey Whip kissed the instep of Mother's foot and continued his declaration of love, "Later, when Leopard Head made you wear open-crotch pants, my heart ached terribly."

At this point, Donkey Whip and I both glanced at the open-crotch pants beneath Mother's legs.

Mother's face was flushed, and she tightly clamped her legs together.

Donkey Whip stared at the patch of black peeking out from between his mother's legs, swallowed hard, and said, "Damn, that Leopard Head is having a blast, doing that to you every day. If it were me, I'd die happy."

Donkey Whip started rambling incoherently, his hands groping wildly on his mother's legs.

"Those two lads are always protecting you, not letting anyone peek at your naked bottom? Heh heh, them? Do you know how many people in the mountain stronghold are hiding nearby, peeking at your naked bottom while touching their own dicks?"

Donkey Whip stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. "Bull Eyes, Deer Eyes, and the like go without saying, even that serious-looking Yan Yu, I saw him staring blankly at your butt!"

His mother let out a soft "Ah," clearly surprised.

I felt a pang of annoyance; it seemed all my and Dog Hair's efforts had been in vain.

"Hehe, and that little tiger too, following you around, his nose practically touching your butt. When you were hunting pheasants in the mountains, oh my, it was hilarious! That little tiger was squatting right next to you, peeking at your exposed butt and you didn't even notice! You were so focused on watching the dog hair hunting pheasants, it was absolutely hilarious!"

My mother and I were both blushing, both inside and outside the house. I felt like I was being pricked by needles, thinking that my mother would definitely not let me near her anymore, and for a moment I wanted to go in and kill Donkey Whip.

Donkey Whip, getting carried away, started to grope and try to see my mother's big butt.

Knowing she couldn't escape tonight, my mother obediently let Donkey Whip take off his pants.

My mother's alabaster-white lower body was exposed, and Donkey Whip's mouth watered. He made my mother lie on the bed, her buttocks sticking out.

Donkey Whip stuck out his long tongue and disgustingly licked my mother's buttocks up and down, not even sparing the cleft. He spread my mother's buttocks apart and stuck the tip of his tongue in the middle of her buttocks, licking haphazardly.

His mother couldn't bear his actions and whispered, "Don't lick there, it's dirty."

This was like talking to a brick wall; Donkey Whip wouldn't listen. He pushed his mother down onto the bed, unbuttoned her blouse, and her two mounds of white breasts were lazily exposed, her large nipples standing erect like two blooming red snow lotuses.

Donkey Whip's breathing quickened. He quickly stripped off his own clothes, his donkey-like member, blood-red and erect, staring angrily at his mother's body lying on the bed.

Only then did I understand why he was nicknamed Donkey Whip; despite his thin, bony appearance, his penis was indeed as large as a donkey's whip!

His mother closed her eyes in fright. Donkey Whip chuckled lewdly, saying, "My beauty, never seen such a big piece of meat before, have you? I'll make you ecstatic in a moment! Hehe."

Donkey Whip's thin, dark body pounced on Mother. Mother winced in pain, letting out a soft "hmm," before Donkey Whip's lips were sealed with hers.

The two entangled on the bed, the candlelight magnifying their shadows on the wall, and my mind seemed to be instantly filled with shadows as well.

Mother was like a pure white female snake, writhing and twisting beneath Donkey Whip's dark body. Donkey Whip straddled that twisting "white snake," his dog-like paws kneading her breasts vigorously. His naked back was like riding on the back of a galloping wild bull, bouncing incessantly, yet emitting satisfied and pleasurable "oh, oh" sounds.

Finally, Mother was too weak to struggle and finally submitted to Donkey Whip's crotch. Donkey Whip rode the docile mare with smug satisfaction, the loud "slap, slap" sounds of their genitals meeting echoing as if Donkey Whip were whipping the horse.

Donkey Whip let out cries of pleasure. Mother's long, flowing hair obscured her face, and I painfully closed my eyes.

...

For the next two days, Donkey Whip was practically glued to Mother. Mother was spared the humiliation of wearing open-crotch pants, but was forced to become Donkey Whip's tool for sexual gratification.

Yu Niang and Amin were treated like servants, but were spared Donkey Whip's rape.

Donkey Whip's good days lasted only two days. That afternoon, Mother and Donkey Whip stayed in the room, not coming out.

Dog Hair and I bit our lips until they bled, but there was nothing we could do.

In the middle of the night, we were jolted awake and ran outside. We saw several fiery dragons leaping wildly up the mountain, accompanied by shouts of battle and cries of pain: "Run! The government troops are coming up the mountain!"

Gou Mao and I, our hands and feet ice-cold, ran back into the house. We saw Yu Niang and Amin already running into the yard, their clothes disheveled. Gou Mao shouted hoarsely, "Mom, let's run! The government troops are coming!"

Yu Niang hurriedly went inside and grabbed a bundle; it seemed she had come prepared.

Gou Mao wanted to go to his mother and Donkey Whip's room to call them, but Yu Niang shrieked, "Gou Mao, let's run! The government soldiers will behead us if they catch us! Forget about that adulterous woman!"

Gou Mao glanced at his mother's room, hesitated for a moment, and was then dragged away by Yu Niang. Amin hurriedly followed behind.

Suddenly, I was the only one left standing in the yard, the shouts of the government soldiers seeming to grow ever closer.

I ran to my mother's room, banging on the door and shouting, "Run! The soldiers are coming!"

There was no response from inside. I panicked and pushed the door open with all my might. It wasn't locked

, and I pushed it open easily. I couldn't stop myself and stumbled into the room.

The scene before me made my eyes widen in disbelief.

My mother was kneeling naked on Donkey Whip's back, the long, black whip binding her, coiled around her snow-white body like a vicious serpent.

My mother's face was flushed, her starry eyes half-closed, her lips slightly parted, as if she had fallen into a semi-conscious state. She was crying, her long, black hair flying wildly, her body heaving rapidly. I could clearly see Donkey Whip's ugly, childlike penis with bulging veins, thrusting in and out of my mother's snow-white buttocks, each thrust revealing her tender, pink flesh.

My mother's silvery-white vaginal fluid gushed out continuously, flowing over the donkey's penis, washing over its dark shaft like soapy water.

I had never seen such a lewd scene before; my mind was in complete chaos.

With each thrust of the donkey's penis, my mother let out a long groan. Her dark pubic hair was now sticky with the donkey's semen, resembling clumps of seaweed.

The donkey's crab-like fingers were twisting my mother's large nipples, which I saw twisted into pretzel shapes. My mother cried out, yet she responded even more forcefully to the donkey's thrusts.

My mother's nipples looked at me helplessly between the donkey's fingers, when suddenly they were pinched hard by the donkey's sharp nails.

"Ah..." My mother let out a long, heart-wrenching groan.

My mind was in turmoil, and I screamed inwardly, "I must save my mother, save my mother's breasts!"

I thought of the scene I had rehearsed countless times in my mind these past two days.

I went to the corner of the house, took out a large stick that Gou Mao and I usually hid there, and turned around to see Donkey Whip, oblivious to his impending doom, tilting his head back and biting one of Mother's nipples.

Mother screamed in pain, jerking her head back, her long, black hair whipping in the air. Mother stretched out her snow-white neck, looking extremely pained.

I was burning with rage, and with a strength I don't know where I got from, I swung the stick and struck Donkey Whip's thin back. There was a dull thud, and Donkey Whip collapsed to the ground without a sound.

Afraid that he would resist, I grabbed the stick and beat him on the head and body again.

Mother noticed something was wrong, opened her eyes, and cried out in alarm, "Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him!"

The whip was tied around Mother, preventing her from stopping my vengeful violence!

I struck her a few more times before throwing down the stick and lifting Mother off Donkey Whip.

I watched as Donkey Whip's long penis slowly slid out of my mother's vagina. When their genitals separated, there was a muffled "plop," and Donkey Whip's large, fleshy member lay limp and lifeless between his legs.

My mother let out a dejected groan, her gaze still lingering on Donkey Whip's lower body.

I didn't care anymore. I hastily grabbed a few clothes and draped them over my mother, then half-pushed, half-carried her as we ran outside, shouting, "Run! The government troops are coming! They'll all be beheaded!"

My mother was slightly more lucid by then, and I pushed her away against her will. I saw her turn back, gazing longingly at the unconscious Donkey Whip lying on the ground, and a surge of anger welled up inside me.

I led my mother to a cave I had discovered while playing with Dog Hair, and we hid there. Once inside, I pushed a large rock to block the entrance.

This cave had a back entrance, carved into the mountainside, offering a panoramic view of the mountain stronghold's training ground.

At that time, only a few torches dotted the mountainside, making it almost impossible to see anything.

My mother was sobbing softly beside me. I was too exhausted to care about anything else and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, light streamed in from the back entrance of the cave; it was already daylight.

I saw my mother slumped in a corner of the cave, a long robe draped over her shoulders.

I went over and helped her untie the whip binding her. My mother woke up and let me do as I pleased

, her expression blank. After the whip was removed, she tightened her robe and remained huddled in the corner, silent.

Did she still resent me for knocking out the donkey with the whip last night? Just as I was wondering what to do, a commotion suddenly erupted outside.

I climbed to the back entrance of the cave and peered out.

I saw a group of soldiers escorting several people merrily up the hillside in the distance. Because they were too far away, I couldn't see who they were.

Suddenly, I heard warm breath behind my ear. I turned around and saw my mother beside me, looking down.

I felt a surge of relief, thinking that my mother had finally returned to normal.

The soldiers approached, and my mother and I held our breath, afraid of being discovered.

Suddenly, I recognized Gou Mao, Yu Niang, and Amin being escorted. I was so shocked I almost cried out, but then I heard my mother let out a soft gasp.

I quickly pulled back and lay on the ground, too afraid to move.

After a while, when there was no movement, I dared to get up and look outside.

Late at night, I walked along the mountain path in the dark, my mother following behind me, distraught. The scene we had witnessed during the day

still haunted us. One of the leaders of the soldiers during the day was none other than my mother's former lover, Lu Ku! My mother was overjoyed when she saw him, thinking that Lu Ku had come to rescue her from the lion's den and that she wanted to go out and recognize him.

But what happened next froze my mother's heart.

Lu Ku led the way in raping Yu Niang and Amin on the hillside. Gou Mao tried to resist but was brutally beaten by Lu Ku and the soldiers, and we didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

Seeing her once tender lover transformed into a monster, my mother's last hope vanished, and she collapsed into my arms.

We finally endured the night, but hungry and frightened, we couldn't stay in the cave any longer. So, under cover of darkness, we descended the mountain from the back.

We didn't encounter a single soldier along the way, but as we neared the foot of the mountain, a dark figure suddenly darted past us. My mother and I huddled together, terrified.

The figure returned, vaguely resembling a person. I heard him lower his voice and say, "Little Tiger, is that you?"

"Yes...it's me," I stammered, recognizing the voice.

"I'm Lu Qianhuan. You weren't captured by the soldiers, were you?"

Lu Qianhuan carried a large, heavy bag. We couldn't tell what it contained.

My mother and I had no choice but to follow him down the mountain. Finding us too slow, Lu Qianhuan carried my mother on his back, the bag in his arms, and used his light-footed skills to move with surprising speed.

Several times along the way, I couldn't keep up, my heart pounding with anxiety and fear that Lu Qianhuan would carry my mother away. Fortunately, Lu Qianhuan always waited for me ahead.

The Yandang Mountains seemed endless; we walked for a day and a night, gathering wild fruits and hunting pheasants and rabbits to fill our stomachs when we were hungry, traversing countless mountain paths. Several times I almost couldn't go on, but the sight of Gou Mao being brutally beaten instilled immense fear in me, terrified that if I couldn't keep up, I would be captured by the cruel soldiers.

Of course, what motivated me most to get up and keep going was my mother. I knew that if Lu Qianhuan wouldn't wait for me for long, and if I collapsed, I would lose my dearest mother.

Occasionally, my mother would turn back to look at me with worry from Lu Qianhuan's back, and that was enough to make me grit my teeth and keep going!

Finally, after passing through a forest, the view opened up before us, and we could vaguely see a few small houses. I vaguely heard Lu Qianhuan say, "We're here."

My tense nerves instantly relaxed, and I collapsed to the ground.

These few small houses were where Lu Qianhuan used to live, and now they became our refuge.

After resting on the mountain for a few days, Lu Qianhuan went down the mountain and returned that evening, bringing back many daily necessities and some clothes for my mother and me.

He also brought back news that the mountain stronghold had been completely destroyed; all the men had been beheaded, and the women had been forced into prostitution.

My mother and I were terrified.

It wasn't until later that I learned this was just a lie Lu Qianhuan made up to prevent us from escaping.

The next day, Lu Qianhuan busied himself preparing some necessities for our future "new home," and my mother and I helped him.

While working, my mother gradually overcame the fear and anxiety she had felt when she fled the stronghold, and her complexion regained its rosy hue.

That day, Lu Qianhuan went into the forest to hunt game, and my mother sat by the window, lost in thought. I had to find something to talk about, pretending to be confused, and asked her why she had fainted in the cave that day.

At first, Mom blushed and refused to speak, but later, perhaps wanting someone to confide in, she told me, "The leader of that army, Luku, is from my hometown. I've met him a few times. That day, I thought I was saved, but I never imagined he was such a beast."

Although I knew she wasn't telling the truth, I pretended to understand.

Mom thought of Gou Mao and Yu Niang and couldn't help but burst into tears; I remembered how kind they had been to me and cried along with her.

After crying, I felt a little better, and I chatted idly with Mom.

My mother told me with great concern that she didn't know how her eldest daughter, Jia Ping'er, was doing up in the mountains, and hoped that Lu Ku would consider their shared hometown and not make things difficult for her.

My mother had probably been suppressing her feelings for too long on the mountain, with no one to confide in. At this moment, she treated me as her best listener, pouring out all her worries to me.

When she spoke of her youngest son, Jia Jinwa, back home, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her face.

I quietly comforted her, secretly pleased. It seemed that I—Jia Jinwa—was still the most important person in her heart.

After this day's heart-to-heart talk, the distance between my mother and me seemed to have narrowed considerably. Now, in my mother's world, Lu Ku had changed, Leopard Head was dead, Gou Mao and Donkey Whip were likely dead, and Yu Niang, Amin, her daughter, and son were missing. The person my mother was closest to now was me—Little Tiger.

That evening, Lu Qianhuan hunted a lot of game and returned home laden with his catch. My mother and I happily prepared a delicious meal, and the three of us enjoyed a wonderful feast.

After a satisfying meal, Lu Qianhuan called my mother and me into the house.

"Zhenniang, your escape from the mountain stronghold and your fate of becoming a prostitute is largely thanks to Xiaohuzi. How are you going to thank him?" Lu Qianhuan said something unexpected.

My mother glanced at me, unsure of Lu Qianhuan's meaning, and didn't answer.

"Haha, to tell you the truth, back in the stronghold, Xiaohuzi and you were paired up for your 'coming-of-age ceremony,' so..." Lu Qianhuan paused, looking at my mother and me with obvious delight, and continued, "I want to arrange a marriage between you two, to get married on this mountain."

I was a little annoyed. I hadn't expected Lu Qianhuan to tell my mother my secret without my consent. The affection I had painstakingly cultivated with my mother during the day was about to be wasted. As for his marriage proposal, my heart pounded uncontrollably. I was going to marry my mother? This was my dream!

I stole a glance at my mother; she had her head down, looking unsure whether she was worried or angry.

"Well, Zhenniang, you don't have any objections, do you?" Lu Qianhuan pressed her mother.

Her mother didn't answer immediately. For a while, the three of them remained silent, each able to hear the other's breathing.

After a while, her mother raised her head and said, "My life was saved by you two. I can never repay your kindness in my lifetime. Before I was taken to the mountain stronghold, I had already remarried once. Although I don't know where that man is now, I can't just remarry." She paused, then continued, "Besides, I'm much older than Xiaohuzi. This is probably not suitable."

Her mother's voice was soft, but her tone was firm. After saying this, she turned her head away, refusing to look at Lu Qianhuan and me again, clearly considering us to be in cahoots.

I felt extremely frustrated. Not only had her mother refused, but she also saw me as Lu Qianhuan's accomplice.

Lu Qianhuan chuckled dryly and said, "There are only the three of us on the mountain now. The authorities have put us all on the wanted list, and we probably won't dare to come down the mountain for the rest of our lives. I'm already over sixty, so it doesn't bother me. But you, hehe, how are you going to survive these decades on the mountain?"

Seeing that his mother didn't react, Lu Qianhuan became a little angry and said, "Zhenniang, do you know that back in the mountain stronghold, even Hujian was afraid of me? No one dared to disobey me!"

His mother still didn't move.

Lu Qianhuan flew into a rage and slapped his mother across the face with a crisp "smack."

His mother cried out softly, falling face-first onto the bed.

I saw his mother's slender hands painfully pressing against the mat, supporting her trembling body, and my heart ached.

Lu Qianhuan revealed his hideous face; I simply couldn't believe that he was the same white-haired, youthful-looking old man who had been laughing and joking during the day.

Lu Qianhuan said fiercely to his mother, "You have no say here. You have to do what I say."

He grabbed his mother's hair and pulled her off the bed. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips parted vacantly, and a trace of blood clung to the corner of her mouth.

With a "rip," Lu Qianhuan tore his mother's brand-new yellow floral dress in half.

This dress was the one Lu Qianhuan bought for his mother when he came down the mountain that day. His mother loved this simple and elegant dress and had worn it every day for the past few days. When she talked to me, she had expressed her gratitude to Lu Qianhuan.

I never expected that this dress would be so ruthlessly torn to shreds by Lu Qianhuan tonight. Seeing the silent tears streaming down my mother's face, my heart ached. I thought that his mother's heart must be broken too.

The bra that his mother had made herself was also torn off by Lu Qianhuan in a few quick movements. His mother's large breasts were exposed, and she hung her head, like two wounded little white rabbits.

My mother didn't resist, nor did she try to cover her body; she just let the tears flow freely. Her last glimmer of hope for the future shattered in that moment.

"Little Tiger, what are you daydreaming about! Take off your clothes and get on top of me!" Lu Qianhuan's roar jolted me from my daze.

My heart was filled with endless sorrow for my mother's tragic fate; I had no desire for that.

I lowered my head, remaining silent.

"Fine!" Lu Qianhuan roared, "You're rebelling against me too? You've rebelled! I was blind to have rescued you! I should have let the soldiers arrest you, behead you, and force you into prostitution!"

Lu Qianhuan grew angrier with each word. He pushed my mother onto the bed, grabbed my collar with one hand, and glared at me fiercely, saying, "You're going to do it today, whether you like it or not!"

With a swift movement, he pushed me onto my mother. Her full body bore my weight, so I felt no pain.

I looked up and saw my mother's two round nipples looking at me, so peaceful and serene.

The bitterness in my heart transformed into boundless rage towards Lu Qianhuan. He had ruthlessly hurt my mother, ruthlessly shattered her beautiful hopes for life!

I turned and stood in front of my mother, spreading my small arms, and howled at Lu Qianhuan, "Lu Qianhuan, you heartless, depraved deer! With me here, you won't hurt Zhenniang again today!"

Lu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment by my insult; he clearly didn't believe I dared to call him that.

But he immediately reacted, his anger turning into a vicious laugh: "Fine, fine, fine! You little brat have guts! Depraved deer, haha... Good, it's been thirty years since anyone dared to curse me like that to my face. Today I'll show you just how depraved I really am!"

Lu Qianhuan rushed forward, slapping me off the bed, his demonic hands reaching for my mother's chest.

The slap made my vision blur, and it took me a while to regain my senses. I saw Lu Qianhuan's withered hands kneading my mother's snow-white breasts, her soft breasts helplessly being molded into various shapes under his grasp.

I was consumed by rage, wanting to scream, but only a low growl escaped my throat. I lunged forward, grabbing Lu Qianhuan's leg and dragging him backward.

Lu Qianhuan kicked me away. I got up and lunged again.

I don't know how many times I lunged, how many times I was knocked away. I only felt the whole room shaking, and Lu Qianhuan's angry curses echoed in my ears. Every part of my body ached terribly, but only a single belief—the belief that I couldn't let my mother be violated by Lu Qianhuan—supported me as I lunged again and again.

After yet another time when I didn't know if I was kicked or knocked away, my heart burned like fire. I struggled to get up, but I couldn't.

How was I still alive? Through a hazy vision

, I saw Lu Qianhuan walking towards me. I propped myself up, my head drooping to one side, thinking, "Am I going to die now? Die at the hands of this lecherous deer." "Mom…" Oh, a wave of bitterness washed over me.

Suddenly, a figure blocked my way—it was my mother!

My mother was completely naked. She knelt before Lu Qianhuan, pleading, "Please, don't hit him anymore! He's still a child!"

My consciousness was fading. Before I passed out, I heard Lu Qianhuan say, "Fine, I'll spare you today..." The voice grew fainter and fainter.

In my dream, it sounded like someone was feeding me porridge. Was it my mother?

It felt like a needle was pricking my arm, like a bee stinging me. It also sounded like Lu Qianhuan's voice: "Boy, I won't let you die like this. You're a treasure, hehehe..."

When I slowly woke up, I found myself standing, which felt very strange. I moved and found that my hands and body were firmly tied to a pillar.

I opened my eyes and saw my mother sitting on the bed opposite me, completely naked, looking at me anxiously. Seeing me awake, she happily relaxed her furrowed brows and said softly, "Little Tiger, you're awake?"

I hummed in response, took a few deep breaths, and felt no pain. Suddenly, I realized I was completely naked. Thinking that my mother was watching right in front of me, I couldn't help but twist my body, trying to find a place to hide.

"Hahaha," came Lu Qianhuan's triumphant laughter.

I turned my head and saw him sitting on the armchair beside me.

"You've been unconscious for three days. It's all thanks to Zhenniang taking care of you," Lu Qianhuan said.

Three days? I didn't react at first. Seeing my mother naked, what had that lecherous deer done to my mother these past three days?

I glared at Lu Qianhuan.

"Don't worry, I won't force you," Lu Qianhuan said. "These past three days, I only had Zhenniang take care of you naked; I didn't touch a single hair on her head." As he spoke, Lu Qianhuan's lewd gaze swept towards my mother's genitals.

My mother's face flushed slightly, and she involuntarily squeezed her legs together.

I looked at my mother with suspicion, and she nodded, blushing. It seemed the lewd deer was telling the truth.

I couldn't help but look at Lu Qianhuan with even more suspicion. What was he planning?

"Hmph," Lu Qianhuan saw my confusion and said, "You two refuse to marry, yet you're so fiercely protective of each other. It's really strange."

"Well then," Lu Qianhuan continued, "I've come up with an idea. I'll tie you to this pillar. As long as you don't touch each other all day, I'll let you go. These rooms are yours too. From now on, you can do whatever you want; it's none of my business." "

And if I do touch you?" I couldn't help but ask.

"If you do touch me, hehe, then Zhenniang will have to obey me and spend every night with me," Lu Qianhuan said lewdly. Just

as I was about to refute him, a sudden surge of heat rushed from my lower abdomen to my head. I felt hot all over, looked down, and was startled—my penis was already rock hard!

My penis had become enormous. I remembered how similar this situation was to that "coming-of-age ceremony." It seemed Lu Qianhuan had given me some kind of pill that day, and I became like this. Could it be…?

I turned to look at Lu Qianhuan, only to see him with a wicked grin. I knew I was right. My anger surged, and I said, "Lu Qianhuan, what kind of drug did you give me this time?!"

"Oh, a drug? Yes, I did. You were so badly injured, I was very remorseful, so of course I had to give you good medicine. Things like Deer Fetus Tendon-Changing Pills, Leopard Waist Spring-Welcoming Pills, Three Snakes Angry Whip Pills… lots of powerful tonics, I'll make you eat them like food. If you don't believe me, ask Zhenniang; she fed them to you with porridge." Lu Qianhuan said innocently.

Just hearing the names of these pills, I knew they were powerful aphrodisiacs. I heard my mother say, "You, you told me those were healing pills, how could they be this kind of medicine?"

"Haha, you don't understand. If it weren't for these miraculous healing medicines, Little Tiger's injuries wouldn't have healed so quickly. Look at him now, he's like nothing happened, but his thing down there is still a bit restless, haha..." Seeing my angry look, Lu Qianhuan laughed triumphantly.

My body was burning with pain, and I wanted to scream.

I saw my mother steal a glance at my genitals, and immediately lower her head in embarrassment.

I was secretly alarmed. If this continued, wouldn't I be falling right into Lu Qianhuan's trap?

Seeing me gritting my teeth and enduring the pain, Lu Qianhuan muttered to himself, "Actually, these medicines aren't anything special, but with the bee sting I gave you this morning, your injuries should be completely healed. But, cough..."

I stubbornly ignored him.

But then I heard my mother say, "But what?"

Seeing someone answer, Lu Qianhuan said smugly, "But well, these medicines have serious side effects. They cause internal heat, and it's a kind of evil heat." As he spoke, Lu Qianhuan glanced at my penis with a grin, and continued, "If this heat isn't released within a few hours, Little Tiger will be consumed by evil fire. At that time, cough…"

Lu Qianhuan paused, seeing that my mother and I were listening intently, and said with satisfaction, "Cough, poor thing, his organs will be burned, and he'll be confused, maybe even become an idiot."

"Ah…"

I heard my mother gasp.

This Lu Qianhuan, how vicious! He's clearly trying to frame us!

"There are still about two hours left. It seems you don't want to touch it. Sigh, then we'll just have to let Zhenniang stay on the mountain to take care of you, you idiot."

"Lu Qianhuan, I'd rather become an idiot than let you succeed!" I really felt like the fire was burning in my chest, but I still gritted my teeth and said.

"Hey, you've got quite a vocabulary, already knows what 'success' means at such a young age. Too bad, you're about to become an idiot."

Mom was restless on the bed. Suddenly, she got off and walked to Lu Qianhuan.

Before she could speak, Lu Qianhuan stopped her, saying, "Don't beg me, beg yourselves. The way to save him is simple: let him vent. But, hehe, people who take those kinds of drugs usually don't vent easily."

Mom didn't know what to do, anxiously looking at Lu Qianhuan, then at me.

"Zhenniang, no, don't give in to this lewd deer." My throat felt like it was on fire. After struggling to utter these words, I lowered my head, panting heavily.

I felt the flames burning my head; I couldn't breathe. I stretched my neck, making a "huffing" sound from my throat.

Suddenly, a cool sensation came from my lower body, and the raging flames subsided slightly.

I regained some clarity and looked down. I saw that my mother was kneeling at my feet, my erect penis pressed against her raised chin. She sobbed softly, tears streaming down my burning penis, turning into a refreshing sensation.

Her slender fingers pinched my penis, and she slightly parted her lips.

I had never hated my own penis so much. It was now dark, the glans as large as a marinated egg, glistening with a purplish sheen, utterly menacing, right in front of my mother's mouth.

"No…!" With a scream, my mother took my glans into her mouth.

The pent-up fire slowly melted away in her warm mouth. I couldn't think straight; an unparalleled pleasure overwhelmed me.

My mother skillfully sucked and played with my penis, the burning desire within me slowly receding, finally settling on my penis.

A lick from her tongue sent a shiver of pleasure through me, but I still didn't ejaculate.

Mom was clearly getting anxious. She was probably still thinking about what Lu Qianhuan had said: if I couldn't ejaculate, I would become an idiot.

Mom no longer cared about being reserved and sped up, persistently sucking on my penis.

Ah, so good. My mother's pearly teeth gently scraped the ridge of my penis, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me. Her tongue deftly teased the tip of my urethra, swirling up and down like a little earthworm, sending shivers down my spine.

I suddenly remembered that my mother had also performed oral sex with Luku in the past, and a surge of jealousy mixed with a strange sense of vengeful pleasure welled up inside me.

I looked down and saw that my mother's long hair was draped over her shoulders, obscuring her face; I could barely see anything.

"Oh, Zhenniang..." My last shred of consciousness prevented me from calling out "Mother." "Look up and let me see your face."

My mother was a little shy, but she still slowly released my penis.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her back as she tossed it and looked up at me.

Her eyes were glazed, and her face was flushed red; she was clearly aroused too. My mother's lips were slightly parted, and a trace of clear liquid lingered at the corner of her lips—was that my semen?

Remembering the poignant beauty of my mother's face that day, with blood trickling from her lips, my penis hardened once more, giving her a raised salute. Her face flushed even more.

"Zhenniang, kiss me..."

My mother's face was rosy, and she softly parted her lips, her plump red lips like a peony blooming at the tip of my glans.

So beautiful, I sighed from the bottom of my heart. "Oh..." My mother's lips parted again, allowing my glans to slowly slide in.

My mother's moist red lips slowly swallowed my penis, my wildly beating member gradually submitting beneath her soft lips, disappearing, disappearing, until the shaft was gone. My mother's pearly teeth gently bit the base of my penis, the vas deferens at the front feeling her slight pressure. My penis throbbed a few times in my mother's mouth, entwining with her tongue, and a sudden inspiration shot from the tip of my penis straight to my brain.

In an instant, I erupted like a volcano!

That moment was so brief, yet so long. I kept contracting my penis, wanting to offer all my essence to my mother.

After a while, I finally came to my senses from the numbness in my brain. I saw my mother slumped on the ground, her snow-white body exposed, with thick semen still on her lips.

"Clap clap clap," came a series of harsh claps. "What a wonderful scene."

I turned to look at Lu Qianhuan and found that he had also taken off his clothes at some point, his penis red and drooping, as if he had just masturbated.

I realized that Lu Qianhuan, this pervert, needed to watch my mother and me have sex to reach his climax.

But I didn't have time to care about that. At this moment, I just wanted to hold my mother and comfort her wounded heart. 02-28

[Part 1 "Abduction of Mother"] (VI)

My mother and I completely lost in this unfair gamble designed by Lu Qianhuan.

That night, Lu Qianhuan took my mother into the room. My mother turned back to look at me sadly, but I was helpless.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qianhuan also called me into his room. I didn't know what tricks he was up to, but I was really worried about my mother, so I followed them into the room.

Lu Qianhuan sat in a grand chair, holding my mother in his arms, and reached inside her clothes, shamelessly kneading her breasts.

My mother shifted uncomfortably in his arms, moaning, "No..." but she couldn't break free from Lu Qianhuan's strong arms.

My eyes were bloodshot, but I was helpless.

Lu Qianhuan looked at my mother and me in our humiliation with a smug look, and said, "This is what you lost the bet on, so don't blame me." As he spoke, he tightened his grip, and my mother groaned in pain, not knowing where he had pinched her.

I lowered my head, unable to bear seeing my mother being humiliated in Lu Qianhuan's arms. I could only blame myself for being so useless.

"However, I still left you with a choice," Lu Qianhuan said, "Zhenniang, would you rather spend every night with me or with Xiaohuzi?"

I could hardly believe my ears, as if I had seen a ray of light in the darkness.

My mother's breasts, skillfully teased by Lu Qianhuan, writhed in his arms. She breathed heavily, not answering his questions.

I was terrified that she would be bewitched by his methods; I'd even agree to never touch her again.

"Hmm..." My mother's black robe suddenly fell halfway down, revealing most of her snow-white breasts. Lu Qianhuan's nimble fingers teased her rosy nipples in turn.

"Tell me, do you want me or Little Tiger? Looking at you like this, you probably can't live without me, can you?" Lu Qianhuan said, lewdly flicking my mother's red nipple hard with his finger.

"Ah..." My mother gasped softly, tilting her head back, her slender neck outstretched like a startled swan. Her erect nipples, like proud red plum blossoms in the snow, bloomed defiantly in the cold wind.

My mother clearly didn't want me to see her humiliated; she turned to Lu Qianhuan, her back to me.

Then, Mom slowly stretched out her right hand behind her, her slender index finger slightly raised, pointing directly in my direction.

I was overjoyed. Was this real? Mom had chosen me?

"Hahaha," Lu Qianhuan laughed triumphantly, "That's more like it! I, Lu Qianhuan, never force anyone. I'll grant your wish tonight!"

Lu Qianhuan carried Mom to the bed and laughed, "But you must make love in front of me. Little Tiger is still a child; I'm worried he'll overindulge and harm his health." Mom

and I exchanged a glance, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. But we had no other choice.

I climbed onto Mom's bed, and Lu Qianhuan sat in a chair beside us, watching us with great interest.

My longing for Mom's body finally overcame the humiliation of being spied on. I thought back to the coming-of-age ceremony in the mountain village; wasn't Lu Qianhuan watching from the sidelines too? Now it was just a different form; Mom and I weren't blindfolded.

I carefully undressed my mother completely, spreading her legs to reveal her swollen, purplish vulva. The fine hairs on her labia majora seemed to beckon to me.

I lowered my head and took a deep breath between her thighs; the faint, familiar scent of her vulva completely intoxicated me.

I buried my head in her genitals, gently licking her vulva—this was my best way of repaying her for absorbing the toxins from my body during the day.

"Tiger, no…" my mother whispered.

Though her voice was soft, I heard her clearly; the "Little" in my alias "Little Tiger" had been omitted. Did this mean my status in her heart had changed?

A strange feeling of emotion welled up inside me, and I buried my head even deeper. My mother's mysterious private parts kept tempting me to commit crimes; I couldn't extricate myself.

Soon, under my diligent exploration, my mother let out a low moan.

When I looked up, some of my mother's vaginal fluid was on the tip of my nose. Embarrassed, I wiped it away because Lu Qianhuan was nearby

. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lu Qianhuan had already pulled out his penis and was masturbating .

I glanced at my mother; her face was flushed, and her eyes were slightly closed. She had probably already seen Lu Qianhuan's disgusting behavior.

Although I had seen Lu Qianhuan in this state twice before, this was the first time my mother had seen it, and she must have been quite surprised.

I smiled wryly, thinking, "Let him see, it's better than handing my mother over to him, right?"

My mother's legs were slightly parted, and I had already pried open a crack in her deep vulva. My lust was aroused again, and I decided to explore the mysteries of my mother's paradise once more.

I spread my mother's legs as wide as I could, opening her vulva as much as possible. The sight between her legs made me hold my breath.

Beneath her dark pubic hair, her purple labia were wide open, already soaked through. Her little mouth opened and closed, sometimes wriggling, sometimes quietly open, as if whispering. At

this moment, that annoying Lu Qianhuan also came over, squinting at my mother's beautiful vulva, looking lustful.

My mother was a little shy from being stared at. She pulled her legs back, her two white, radish-like thighs raised high and squeezed together, her already engorged vulva still protruding lasciviously between her thighs, facing me.

At this moment, I saw that my mother's vulva was closed, but the labia minora were squeezed out, like a tender piece of flesh spit out by a clam between the two labia majora.

Lu Qianhuan next to me swallowed with a "gulp."

I was afraid that he would break his promise and take the first taste of my mother's beautiful vulva. I quickly crawled over and hugged my mother's legs, not caring about embarrassing myself in front of Lu Qianhuan. I stuck out my long tongue and licked my mother's vulva from bottom to top with great pleasure. Her vulva was plump and tender, and it felt wonderful to lick.

After a while, my mother's closed legs slowly opened again, and I saw that her honey pot was already overflowing with lustful fluids.

Seeing my mother's lustful appearance, I was burning with desire. I took off my clothes, and my penis was already standing tall. Without the stimulation of Lu Qianhuan's aphrodisiac, my penis returned to its natural state, slender and white, completely unlike its dark and shiny imposing appearance during the day.

I couldn't help but steal a glance at Lu Qianhuan's thing between his legs. Although it wasn't as hard as it used to be, it was much longer and thicker than mine.

At this moment, I wished I could take a few more aphrodisiacs to make my penis bigger, but I also knew that I couldn't take too many of those things.

I sighed and saw my mother looking at my little penis with a half-smile. My face turned red, and I angrily thrust my little stick into my mother's honey hole.

"Oh..." my mother gasped softly, seemingly startled, and opened her legs to welcome my little penis, which greatly satisfied my vanity. My mother's garden path was already incredibly muddy, and my little mudfish darted into her little hole in no time.

My mother's little hole was a spacious hall for my little mudfish, and I rampaged around inside, quite domineering.

But soon, my little mudfish's entry and exit became less easy. My mother's "spiral suction" hole was no joke; the inner walls tightened in circles, and the layers of wrinkles were like the binding rope of Tu Xingsun, binding my little penis.

Tu Xingsun? Why did I think of him? The short man in the Investiture of the Gods, who apparently plotted to seduce a great beauty named Deng Chanyu and eventually married her.

When I watched "Investiture of the Gods," I envied the little dwarf's good fortune with women. Now, lying on top of my mother, I finally experienced that little dwarf's pleasure.

I felt indescribably happy, looking up to see my mother with her eyes slightly closed, letting out soft moans with each thrust, filling me with satisfaction.

If I could continue making love with my mother like this until I grew up, what a blissful life that would be!

I thrust a few more times, my mother's tender vagina gripping me so tightly that my bones felt weak and my little penis throbbed wildly, finally surrendering to my mother.

I lay motionless on top of my mother, who opened her arms and embraced me.

Lying on my mother's full breasts, I felt a sense of peace, thinking that I would never leave my mother's warm embrace again. With that thought, I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, it was already the next morning. I was still lying in my mother's arms, and she was already awake, looking at me tenderly.

After our naked encounter last night, my mother accepted me completely, both psychologically and physically.

She told me that after I fell asleep last night, Lu Qianhuan didn't bother us but went to sleep in another room.

I didn't know whether to hate or be grateful to Lu Qianhuan.

After breakfast, I asked Lu Qianhuan if I could go to the forest with my mother to pick some wild fruit. Lu Qianhuan smiled mysteriously and agreed.

My mother blushed and lowered her head, offering no objection.

Having just invaded the sacred realm of my mother's heart, I had an endless curiosity about her body.

My mother was still wearing that loose black robe. I held her smooth little hand and skipped along, feeling incredibly excited.

When we reached the dense forest, I threw the basket of wild fruit on the ground and eagerly rushed to hug my mother. She let out a soft "Mmm..." and opened her arms to embrace me.

I only reached my mother's chest. I hugged her waist and pressed her against a large tree.

My mother stroked my head and said, "Tiger, Jinwa, the youngest son from Zhenniang's hometown, is just as tall as you."

I looked up at my mother, who gazed at me with loving eyes.

A sudden urge surged within me to tell her I was her Jinwa, but the patience I'd cultivated over the long years in the mountain village held me back.

If my mother knew I was her son, Jia Jinwa, the consequences would be unimaginable.

I grinned wickedly at my mother and said, "Zhenniang, just think of me as your son Jinwa. Now, little Jinwa wants to see Mommy's little pussy."

As I spoke, I untied my mother's belt.

My mother couldn't bear my lewd teasing. Her cheeks flushed red, and she scolded me, "Tiger, don't!" She gripped her belt with one hand and pressed down on my shoulder with the other, pushing me away.

My mother's slightly angry expression was breathtakingly beautiful. I regretted my earlier impulsiveness, yet was also relieved that I hadn't told her the truth about me, Jia Jinwa.

I played hard to get, taking a step back as my mother pushed me away, grabbing her hand and shaking it, pleading, "Zhenniang, I'm sorry, don't be angry. After a while, I'll go back to your hometown with you to find your Jinwazi, okay?"

My mother couldn't resist my pleading, and besides, I was her only hope at the moment. She sighed, loosened her grip on her belt, and her robe slowly opened.

Underneath her robe, my mother wore nothing, and I immediately saw the inverted triangle of dark pubic hair.

My mother felt a little flustered by my intense gaze. She squeezed her legs together and said in a trembling voice, "Huzi, take it slow, be gentle with Zhenniang."

I casually agreed, then plunged into my mother's crotch, making intimate contact with her pubic hair.

Suddenly, everything went dark. My mother had pulled her robe back up, and I was now trapped beneath it, completely oblivious to the world. I heard my mother giggling from above, saying, "I'll lock you in your cage, you naughty little chick."

I was incredibly excited; as a child, I loved peeking at my mother's body from under the covers.

I nuzzled my head against her thick pubic hair, and soon her giggles turned into muffled moans.

After a while of this, both my mother and I were aroused. I sat down on the floor, and my mother knelt on either side of my thighs. She grabbed my fidgeting penis and slowly lowered her hips, obediently placing my penis into her cage. Now, without

Lu Qianhuan getting in the way, my mother and I were fully enjoying the pleasure of our union.

My mother was much more seductive than last night. She took off her black robe, and her voluptuous, snow-white body made me feel somewhat inferior. My mother chuckled and pressed my head between her breasts.

Because I was on the bottom and being held tightly by my mother, I couldn't move at all. My mother sat up and down, her vagina happily playing with my penis, making "squeak squeak squeak" sounds.

I never expected my mother to be so unrestrained in releasing her desires. I was happy to enjoy it. All I could do was hold her full breasts, sucking and admiring them. I believed that these two big peaches on her chest were even bigger and sweeter than the peaches of immortality that Sun Wukong stole from the Queen Mother of the West when he wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

My mother's genitals were pressed tightly against mine, her furry pubic hair rubbing against my genitals, making me feel unbearably itchy.

I licked my mother's nipples, which were wide open like bull's eyes, when suddenly my mother pressed my head hard against her breasts. My mouth was forced wide open, stuffed into my mother's breast, and I instinctively bit my mother's big nipple with my teeth.

"Mmm...mmm..." My mother grabbed my hair and let out a muffled moan from deep in her throat. Her body twisted and turned, and her beautiful vulva wrapped around me became hot. Suddenly, a surge of heat poured over my penis.

This feeling was very similar to when my mother would pour hot water from the basin over my head at the end of my bath when I was little. Back then, my mother and I would always laugh happily.

Now, however, I couldn't laugh. My mouth was blocked by my mother's breasts, and my penis trembled from the heat, gushing out a torrent of semen. My mother, who had been burying her head in my shoulder, was now like a puppet on strings, her body stiffening as she arched her back and moaned softly.

I endured my mother's writhing movements, holding my penis erect until I released the last drop of semen.

After a while, my mother collapsed, panting heavily. She lovingly embraced me, saying, "Tiger, that felt so good. I never expected you to be so capable at such a young age. It was wonderful."

I was quite surprised that my usually dignified and quiet mother would utter such lewd words. Thinking back to my mother's wild behavior just now, I realized that she might have used passionate indulgence to escape the nightmare-like shadows that followed her being kidnapped to the mountain stronghold.

We rested for a long time before getting up and dressing. Looking at my mother's flushed and radiant face, I felt a pang of regret for not having seen her expression when she reached her climax.

My mother, embarrassed by my gaze, covered her face with her hands and said coquettishly, "Tiger, what mischief are you up to now!"

I chuckled foolishly and said, "Zhenniang, I regret not seeing your pretty face during your orgasm."

My mother lowered her hands, her face flushed. She pointed a finger at my forehead and said, "You're so ungrateful! There's plenty of time for you to see."

With her burdens lifted, my mother revealed her girlish charm, and my heart leaped with joy. Looking at her fair wrists, accentuated by her black robes, I couldn't help but swallow hard. Taking advantage of the moment, I grabbed her hand and said, "Zhenniang, I want to see it now."

"Sure, but now… are you sure you can handle it?" My mother, seeing my dazed expression, burst out laughing and pulled away from my grasp, running off.

"Oh, Zhenniang, you tricked me! I'll catch you and spank you!" I laughed as I chased after her.

My mother and I laughed joyfully in the primeval forest of Yandang Mountain.

[Part One: Kidnapping Mother] (VII)

In my heart, my mother was both my mother and my lover. But what about in my mother's heart? She now completely regarded me as her little lover. What would she feel if she knew that I was actually her son, Jia Jinwa? I dared not imagine.

Since my mother and I had sex in the forest, our relationship has deepened. My mother and I slept together every night, and the small house in Yandang Mountain became our paradise.

Every few nights, Lu Qianhuan would come to our room to "check" on whether my mother and I were having sex. Since he indirectly facilitated my mother and me's relationship, we gradually became less resistant to him.

On the contrary, every time Lu Qianhuan watched my mother and me having sex, it gave me a strange sense of excitement. My mother, although she was very seductive when having sex with me alone, was still indifferent when Lu Qianhuan was present. She was obviously not used to having someone watching her during sex.

Lu Qianhuan gradually grew tired of masturbating alone. He took on the role of a sex instructor, teaching my mother and me some bedroom techniques, such as the Yin-Yang balance method, absorbing Yang to replenish Yin, and absorbing Yin to replenish Yang.

The most practical were the sexual positions he taught us, such as "Dragon Turns Tiger Step" and "Ape Wrestles Cicada Attaches." While teaching these positions, Lu Qianhuan would sometimes adjust our movements himself, always secretly touching my mother's buttocks and scratching her pubic hair. I saw his penis twitching as he performed these movements, which was quite ridiculous.

In fact, if Lu Qianhuan wanted to force my mother to submit to him, my mother and I would have no ability to resist. The only explanation for his watching us have sex and secretly touching my mother's body to obtain pleasure is that he has this fetish.

My mother and I could only endure Lu Qianhuan's little actions, thankfully he didn't go any further.

Some of the names of those positions were very descriptive, while others were completely pretentious. For example, there's this "Tiger Step," which my mother told me is called "Old Man Pushing a Cart" in our hometown; and then there's this "Phoenix Soaring," but honestly, I've never seen a phoenix fly. I saw my mother lying face up, her pale legs bent and open, and I thought "Frog Lifting Legs" would be a more fitting name.

Once, my mother and I were having sex in the most traditional position, what Lu Qianhuan called "Dragon Flipping." I was kneeling between her legs, enjoying myself immensely, when suddenly I noticed her moans were a little off. I turned around and saw that Lu Qianhuan had secretly climbed onto the bed and was lying at my mother's feet, his penis probing between her toes.

Seeing his impatient manner, I couldn't help but laugh and cry.

I stopped, rolled over, and sat down next to my mother. Lu Qianhuan's face turned bright red, somewhat embarrassed. My mother's face also turned red, a little flustered.

But then, her maternal love manifested itself once more in Lu Qianhuan. She lifted her right foot and gently placed it on Lu Qianhuan's penis, which rested between her big toe and second toe. Her toes deftly gripped the glans, her slightly upturned toenail teasing the opening of his penis, eliciting hoarse "ah, ah" sounds from him. Suddenly, Lu Qianhuan

pressed his hands tightly against his penis, his lower body convulsing, and he ejaculated profusely.

"Thank you, Zhenniang," Lu Qianhuan said, collapsing at his mother's feet after his release.

I think Lu Qianhuan's bedroom techniques might really be effective; otherwise, he wouldn't be so vigorous even in his sixties.

Under Lu Qianhuan's theory of yin and yang harmony, my mother and I were in perfect harmony. My mother, in particular, radiated a mature and voluptuous beauty.

We've consumed quite a few of Lu Qianhuan's various secret-recipe pills. Lu Qianhuan confidently assured us that his pills were extracted from the essence of plants and animals, making them top-grade tonics.

That day, Lu Qianhuan took my mother and me up the mountain, saying he had set traps to capture rare birds and beasts for his medicinal concoctions.

The three of us hid behind a thicket of trees, watching for any wild animals falling into Lu Qianhuan's traps.

After half a day, not even a pheasant appeared. Lu Qianhuan was getting a little embarrassed. He told us to stay put and not move, lest we accidentally fall into a trap or encounter wild animals. He then went to drive some wild animals towards the trap area.

Lu Qianhuan vanished in a few strides, leaving only my mother and me behind the bushes.

My mother and I exchanged a smile, clearly remembering the hunting trip with Gou Mao in the mountain stronghold.

Thinking that my mother treated Gou Mao much better than me back then, I felt a pang of sadness and reached out to touch my mother's waist.

My mother actually pushed me away, saying softly, "Tiger, no, you might scare the wild animals, it's not a joke."

She turned and looked into the woods. I was annoyed by her sudden rejection.

But then I remembered the glint of tears in her eyes when she turned away. Could it be… could it be that she remembered Gou Mao?

It must be! She must have remembered Gou Mao catching pheasants for her!

I was seething with hatred. So what if she could catch pheasants? In the end, she was captured by the soldiers, maybe even beheaded. I thought viciously.

My mother only had two sets of clothes to change into on the mountain, and today she was wearing that large black robe again. Afraid of getting her clothes dirty, she was squatting on the ground, her large buttocks showing a wide, rounded outline under the robe, with a thin slit peeking out from the middle.

She only had one pair of underwear; was she not wearing any under her robe today?

Never mind, I'm going to rape her right here, and make her beg for mercy under my body, let's see if she still wants Gou Mao. I was lost in thought.

My mother remained oblivious to me, silently gazing outside.

I was furious and ashamed, my heart aching, tears welling in my eyes. How could my mother treat me like this!

I gritted my teeth and wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. I thought to myself, "Since you treat me like this, don't blame me for being rough."

I fiercely yanked up my mother's robe. Sure enough, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. That slut, she was thinking about dog hair with her bare bottom exposed!

I tried to justify my actions. My mother's large buttocks, under the dark robe, were like a snow-capped peak, dazzlingly white.

Before I could even admire them properly, my mother pulled the robe down, turned around, and pleaded with me, "Dog hair, no, not now, okay?"

"Dog hair? What did you call me? You called me Dog hair!" I screamed like a madwoman. Looking at the tear tracks on my mother's face, I finally understood that she had indeed been thinking about that damned dog hair!

Knowing she was in the wrong, my mother remained silent.

I desperately wanted to turn and run away, but the image of my mother's large, white buttocks, which had made my heart race, was deeply imprinted in my mind, making it impossible for me to move.

Never mind, I'd just do it.

I frantically tried to lift my mother's black robe again, but she resisted, pulling it down to prevent me from succeeding.

Part of her robe was lifted, revealing the tip of her tender white buttocks, which only tempted me to continue my rampage.

I tried several times but couldn't get it up. Actually, I didn't dare to pull hard, because I knew my mother cherished her clothes; last time, when Lu Qianhuan tore them, her eyes were still red when she sewed them the next day.

I had to give up tearing her robe, but this left a burning desire inside me.

With a "howl," I pounced on my mother like a little wolf.

She leaned forward, forced to brace herself with her hands.

I felt incredibly smug, sniffing the air, and pulled her now-defenseless robe up to her waist, her buttocks once again completely exposed to the air.

By this time, Mom could barely maintain her balance, and she had to kneel on the ground in a horse-like position.

I lay behind her, kissing her round, plump buttocks with abandon. Although I had licked every inch of her skin before, this time it excited me the most. "

Serves you right, you're going to want dog hair, serving you right," I thought bitterly as I kissed her.

I pressed my cheek against her buttocks; it felt so good. Her other buttock was round like a bun, changing shape under my hands like kneading dough.

I skillfully parted her buttocks, exposing her vulva. Then I heard Mom's soft sobs. I hesitated slightly, but the sight of her large, tender vulva made me forget all thought.

Mom's thick labia majora were tightly closed, as if expressing their owner's feelings. I didn't care about anything else, and with a drooling face, I leaned in and licked her plump labia.

The fine hairs on her labia prickled my lips, as if silently protesting. It was like offering my warm face to my mother's cold backside; I felt a slight bitterness in my heart.

I painstakingly spread my mother's legs, finally managing to open her labia majora a crack. I was about to lean over and lick her again, but my mother closed her legs again, and her labia majora closed as well.

Although I could achieve the same result by prying open her labia majora with my fingers, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?

My mother's current position naturally reminded me of the "tiger stance," or the old man pushing the cart. I took off my pants, and for some reason, my little penis was also acting up today, drooping its head.

Even you're giving me attitude? I got angry, picked up my little penis and brought it to my mother's buttocks.

My mother's warm and soft buttocks immediately made my little penis head throb with blood, and I forgot everything else, only wanting to rush into my mother's vagina.

Because I'm still small, I could only adopt a semi-standing position so that my little penis could reach my mother's vaginal opening.

After rubbing against Mom's door for a while, my little penis finally squeezed in. Mom's vagina was very dry, clearly not welcoming this uninvited guest.

Fortunately, Mom's honey hole was always relatively spacious for my little penis at first. After a few thrusts, Mom's vagina slowly became wet. The "spiral suction" of the vagina betrayed Mom's will, tightly wrapping around my little penis.

I was quite happy with the insertion. Lu Qianhuan had said that the advantage of the tiger step position was that the penis could be inserted to the root, and the direction of the penis entering the vagina was opposite to the normal direction, so it was particularly stimulating. It

felt so good. I pressed Mom's buttocks, watching my little penis move in and out between Mom's buttocks. With each thrust, Mom's buttocks were flattened by me; when I pulled out, Mom's buttocks trembled and popped out, while at this time only the glans of my penis was hidden inside Mom's buttocks, the rest of it was completely exposed, a bit like Mom was defecating.

I couldn't help but laugh. I peeked over and saw that my mother's breasts were drooping, appearing larger and more pointed than when she was standing or lying down.

I leaned over her back and reached for her breasts. For some reason, I felt a little hesitant to defile them.

I only played with her nipples a few times before stopping.

Suddenly, I remembered the "old man pushing a cart" pose, so I reached down and grabbed my mother's ankles.

The "old man pushing a cart" pose was more vivid than the "tiger's stride." My mother's slender ankles were like the handlebars. I moved my hands from her ankles to her soles, grasping her perfect arches. My

mother's delicate feet further aroused my lust. I thrust in and out wildly, my penis plunging and striking upwards, over a hundred times, enjoying myself immensely.

The only downside was that my mother didn't moan or beg for mercy as usual; she was still sobbing softly.

I was completely blinded by lust at this moment because... because my penis felt so incredibly good!

I gently pressed each of my mother's long toes in turn, like plucking the strings of a musical instrument, feeling an indescribable pleasure. Although I couldn't see my mother's beautiful face, being able to play with her slender toes while having intercourse with her was incredibly pleasurable.

Suddenly, my penis felt numb, and I couldn't help but thrust deeply several times, ejaculating violently, leaving another trace of my mischief inside my mother's womb.

I lay on my mother's buttocks, savoring the pleasure I had just experienced. After a while, I withdrew my now limp penis, reluctantly releasing my mother's toes, and stood up.

My mother's buttocks were a mess. She didn't wipe them, but silently pulled down her robe to cover her lower body.

Watching my mother get up and walk back without a word, I realized something was wrong and felt a little regretful. What should I do?

[Part One: Kidnapping Mother] (8)

My mother and I returned to the hut one after the other, and neither of us spoke much.

After a long time, Lu Qianhuan returned. He looked flustered and didn't bring any prey.

The three of us had our own thoughts, ate dinner hastily, and went back to the house to rest.

Lying in bed that night, my mother had her back to me. I wanted to apologize to her, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. In a daze, my mother seemed to sigh. I felt a sense of confusion and drifted off to sleep.

Early the next morning, Lu Qianhuan asked me to go down the mountain to buy daily necessities. The nearest town at the foot of the mountain was twenty miles away, and he usually went there himself.

I was extremely reluctant and said, "Didn't you say the soldiers down the mountain are still after us? My martial arts are poor; if we run into them, we won't be able to escape."

Lu Qianhuan chuckled dryly, "Why would the soldiers be after a young woman and a boy like you? I made that up to deceive you, afraid you'd go down the mountain on your own."

My mother and I looked at him in surprise. Lu Qianhuan seemed flustered and said, "Hurry up and go down the mountain; the mountain path is difficult. After you buy your things, stay in town for the night and come back tomorrow."

I was half-believing and half-doubting, but I accepted the silver Lu Qianhuan gave me.

I really didn't want to leave my mother. I glanced at her, and she was looking at me with worry. Our eyes met, and my mother quickly lowered her head.

I knew that although my mother was angry with me, she still cared about me.

Lu Qianhuan kept urging me to leave, so I had no choice but to put away the silver, take some dry food and a pot of water, and silently go down the mountain.

After walking a dozen steps, I looked back and saw my mother leaning against the door frame, staring blankly at me.

A wave of sadness washed over me. I waved goodbye to my mother, hardened my heart, and turned to leave.

Because I didn't know the way, it was already evening when I reached the town. I hurriedly bought salt, grain, and other necessities, and it was almost dark.

Even with my courage, I dared not walk the mountain paths at night, so I found an inn in town to stay in.

The next day, I got up early, ate breakfast, and hurried back.

Thinking of my mother seeing me off when I left, a strange shadow lingered in my heart.

Although I knew the way back, it was uphill, and I was carrying heavy loads, so I didn't go much faster.

Being young and weak, I rested several times along the way, each time remembering that my mother was still waiting for me inside, before struggling to get up and continue walking.

In the afternoon, I finally saw my house in the distance, but my mother wasn't waiting for me at the door.

I noticed some small trees by the roadside leaning precariously, and thought, "They weren't like this when I left!

" A sudden thought struck me: Had something really happened?

Some unknown force propelled me into a jog. The cottage drew closer, but there was still no sound.

Finally, I reached it, only to find the area in disarray, clearly indicating a disturbance. My heart ached for my mother. I dropped the bundle on my back and rushed inside, only to find the house empty and the interior in chaos.

I panicked, wondering if Lu Qianhuan had kidnapped my mother.

The thought of possibly never seeing her again drove me mad. I rushed out of the house, screaming at the top of my lungs towards the vast mountains, "Mom, Mom..."

I could no longer hide my love for my mother; tears streamed down my face.

I shouted until my voice was hoarse before stopping, burying my face in my hands and collapsing to the ground.

After crying for a while, I slowly calmed down. I thought that less than two days had passed between my descent and return; even if Lu Qianhuan had taken my mother, she couldn't have gone too far.

I wiped away my tears, gritted my teeth, and headed towards the forest on the other side of the path I had come from, determined to find my mother no matter what. After

walking for a while in the forest, I suddenly heard a sound coming from the woods to the south.

A surge of excitement coursed through me. I followed the sound, remembering a large meadow near the southern edge of the woods, leading to another forest.

The sound grew clearer, and upon closer listening, it sounded like the moans of a man and woman making love.

Anxiety gripped me; could Lu Qianhuan and my mother be doing that here?

The trees thinned out, and I could vaguely see the meadow through the dense bushes.

I wanted to scream, but a growing sense of fear held me back.

I saw two pale bodies bathed in the afternoon sunlight. I hid behind the bushes and slowly moved forward.

The man on top was tall and handsome, clearly not Lu Qianhuan.

But the woman beneath him, completely naked, was none other than my mother!

A wave of bitterness washed over me, and my vision blurred. I had gone to such lengths to find this place, only to find my mother making love with another man!

I impulsively wanted to leap out and demand an explanation, to demand why!

But as soon as I poked my head out, my body went numb, and I was paralyzed.

I was forced to lower myself, and I heard someone whisper in my ear, "Tiger, don't rush, this show isn't over yet."

It was Lu Qianhuan's voice. My eyes widened in fury; he must have grabbed a man from somewhere and was playing this perverted trick again!

Lu Qianhuan seemed to know what I was thinking and chuckled softly in my ear, "Don't overthink it. Take a closer look at who that man is." He paused, then said, "It's Yan Qi."

"Hehe, his thirty years of virginity have finally been broken by Zhenniang today. It's not in vain." Lu Qianhuan chuckled smugly.

I was startled and looked closely. The man was facing us sideways. It was indeed Yan Qi, the most handsome man in the mountain stronghold!

How did Yan Qi end up here? I was utterly puzzled.

But I saw my mother being held by the ankles, her white legs raised high. Yan Qi was growling, his strong buttocks taut, thrusting back and forth on my mother. A loud "slap slap" sound came from where their genitals met.

How could Yan Qi, who was usually so serious, be like this? How did he cultivate his thirty years of virginity?

Hearing Lu Qianhuan's sinister laughter, I suddenly understood—it must be his aphrodisiac again!

My mother's hands were bound behind her back, powerless to resist. Her long legs were held straight by Yan Qi like two large flags!

My mother was breathless from being fucked. Yan Qi kept pressing forward, making her breasts roll around like two snowballs on her chest.

I saw that Yan Qi's thrusting frequency was getting faster and faster, and his voice was getting more and more urgent.

I heard Lu Qianhuan say, "It's time. Don't waste his thirty years of virginity."

In a flash, Lu Qianhuan had already leaped out. In

the blink of an eye, Lu Qianhuan was behind them, and quickly pressed Yan Qi's "essence-stimulating acupoint" on his waist.

Yan Qi was hit, let out a low growl, and moved his hands from my mother's legs to her waist. Immediately afterward, Yan Qi suddenly twisted and fell onto the lawn, and Mom was lifted up in the process.

I could clearly see that their genitals did not separate during this violent movement; only a long, shiny section of Yan Qi's penis was exposed as he rolled over.

As Mom sat down, Yan Qi's penis plunged back into her body. I heard Mom let out a muffled moan.

Yan Qi roared, and the essence he had cultivated for thirty years in his dantian erupted like a volcano!

His mother, sitting on Yan Qi, was jolted upwards by this surge of yang energy, but Yan Qi's penis remained firmly attached to her vulva, forcing her to slowly fall back down to endure the next impact.

Because her hands were bound, she couldn't maintain her balance, and each time she was ejaculated, she arched her back, her full breasts heaving up and down.

Lu Qianhuan rushed forward, his hands rapidly pressing along the deep grooves of his mother's bare back from top to bottom.

His mother trembled violently from the pressure, letting out soft moans, "Ah...ah..."

After finishing his round, Lu Qianhuan laughed as if he had accomplished a masterpiece: "Hahaha...hahaha, Yan Qi, you never thought your thirty years of virgin yang essence would be extracted like this! Hahaha..."

Suddenly, a glint of light shot from between Yan Qi's fingers, striking Lu Qianhuan squarely in the throat. Lu Qianhuan's laughter abruptly stopped. He clutched his throat, making "uh, uh" sounds, and slowly fell backward.

At this moment, the height of Mom's bounce on Yan Qi gradually decreased until it stopped completely. She slowly slumped forward onto Yan Qi.

I stared dumbfounded at the scene before me, hardly believing my eyes.

I only came to my senses when I saw Yan Qi's penis slowly slide out of Mom's lower body. I saw Mom twisting her large hips, rubbing her vulva against Yan Qi's soft glans, as if she was reluctant to part with Yan Qi's precious possession.

But Yan Qi's penis was clearly unable to get erect again, squeezed by Mom's vagina like a twisted earthworm, unable to penetrate the gentle embrace it had just shared.

In a panic, I suddenly realized that I could move again. I stood up, my legs numb from squatting.

I walked to the three of them and saw that Yan Qi's eyes were open, but he was barely breathing. He whispered, "Zhenniang, back in the mountain stronghold, I admired your beauty and character, but I was too proud to pursue you, and I couldn't bear to lose my virginity. Today, I avenged my brothers in the stronghold, and I can enjoy myself with you to my heart's content. I have no regrets even if I die."

He let out a long breath, his head tilted to the side, as if he were sleeping with a smile.

I helped my mother up and sat her on the grass. She wept bitterly in my arms.

The sun was setting when my mother and I walked back to the house together. I took a hoe, intending to go back to the grass to bury Yan Qi and Lu Qianhuan, but my mother insisted on coming with me, so I had to agree.

That night, my mother told me the whole story under the lamplight.

It turned out that Lu Qianhuan had returned in a panic that day because he had discovered Yan Qi had found this place. He had sent me down the mountain to facilitate his "honey trap."

Knowing he was no match for Yan Qi, Lu Qianhuan had stripped my mother naked beforehand, tied her up, and made her lie on the grass.

Lu Qianhuan fought Yan Qi on the road and inside the house, slowly leading him to this place, planting poisoned needles along the way.

However, Lu Qianhuan didn't have any potent poison, so he only coated the needles with an extremely strong aphrodisiac. Even

after being poisoned, Yan Qi still couldn't fight back against Lu Qianhuan until Lu Qianhuan led him to the grassy area.

Seeing his mother's naked body, Yan Qi knew he would lose control that day, and he angrily denounced Lu Qianhuan's shamelessness. He also recounted Lu Qianhuan's past crimes of betraying the mountain stronghold, killing Hu Jian, and stealing the stronghold's jewels.

At this point, the aphrodisiac in Yan Qi's body was beginning to take effect, and Lu Qianhuan, not daring to take the risk, feigned an attack and fled the grassy area.

Yan Qi was too weak to chase any further; the aphrodisiac was about to take effect, and before him was the woman he loved. Perhaps it was Yan Qi's last gamble, but to lure Lu Qianhuan out, he finally slept with his mother.

I saw what happened afterward.

After my mother finished speaking, we hugged tightly. That night, my mother and I felt we couldn't live without each other.

We rested on the mountain for a few more days, and I wanted to stay there with my mother forever. But she didn't want to; she thought of Jia Jinwa from our hometown and Jia Ping'er, whose whereabouts were unknown.

I was helpless and didn't dare tell her that I was Jia Jinwa. So I dug out the gold and jewels that Lu Qianhuan had hidden, picked out a few ingots to carry with me, and buried the rest behind the house.

When we got down the mountain, my mother was afraid of being recognized and causing inconvenience when we returned home. So she bought a veil and wore it, making her look even more beautiful. I was a little stunned when I saw her. My mother lightly scolded me and said, "Hurry up and go, silly boy, won't you be afraid of not seeing me enough in the future?"

I felt sweet inside, hired a car, and went back home.

Jiajia Village hadn't changed. As soon as I entered the village, I found someone to ask about Lu Ting's family. I remembered his name was Jia De; he definitely wouldn't recognize me.

According to Jia De, Lu Ting's newlywed widow, Chen Shuzhen, committed adultery with his younger brother, Lu Ku. She was drowned in a pig cage and then kidnapped by bandits, resulting in the abduction of several young girls and women from the village, and the deaths of several people. Lu Ting, filled with shame and remorse, couldn't hold his head high in the village and died soon after.

Not long ago, Lu Ku returned to the village and heard that he had wiped out the bandit stronghold and been promoted. He even took Chen Shuzhen's daughter, Jia Ping'er, as his concubine.

I think Mother, upon hearing this, will only feel even more hatred for Lu Ku. My mother asked Jia De, "What about that child, Jia Jinwa? Any news of him?"

Jia De was a little surprised that this woman dressed like a noblewoman knew the name Jia Jinwa, but after I gave him some loose silver, he honestly replied, "Jia Jinwa disappeared after the bandits left."

Perhaps feeling this explanation wasn't enough to justify the silver I gave him, he added, "Jia Ren and Chen Shuzhen's house is still empty. Because Lu Ku became an official, no one dares to occupy their house."

My mother looked lost and stood there. I told my mother to stay in the carriage while Jia De took me to find the village elders.

I explained that I wanted to buy a house to live in. Jia De, having been prompted by me beforehand, chimed in, suggesting we sell Jia Ren's house to them, since no one lived there anyway.

The elders hesitated at first, but after I took out the silver, they all agreed and even hired a group of people to clean and wash the house.

That evening, when my mother and I moved in, the house was spotless.

But Mom didn't seem happy. I knew she was thinking of Jia Jinwa, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

Looking at the furniture still in the house, Mom was overcome with emotion and silently shed two tears.

I took Mom into her old room. The bed was still the same, but the mat had been replaced, and the quilt was brand new—I had paid for it during the day.

I stared blankly at the bed. On this bed, Lu Ting had once been impotent in front of Mom; on this bed, Mom had also committed adultery with Lu Ku.

"Tiger, hold me," Mom said, sitting on the edge of the bed, lifting her veil and looking at me pleadingly with her beautiful face.

Mom must have been filled with helplessness and uncertainty about the future. I felt pity for her and held her tightly. I said, "Zhenniang, don't be sad, I'm here with you."

Mom's breathing became rapid in my arms, her warm body writhing. Although my chest wasn't broad enough, at that moment, she felt she had found her most reliable support.

Was it the bed beneath her that reminded her of her past affair with Luku, thus arousing her desire?

I didn't know, but her dazed eyes told me how much she needed my comfort, my presence.

I reached out to unbutton her clothes, but she blocked me, her breath coming in short gasps, "Tiger, no."

I froze, then saw a fire flickering in my mother's eyes. I knew she was rekindling the wonderful feeling of her first tryst with Luku.

Her repressed arousal instantly excited me, and I felt a tent pitch in my pants.

"Mmm..." My mother groaned softly, her gaze falling on my pants.

She was increasingly lost in her own fantasy. I simply pulled down my pants, and my penis sprang out, quite menacingly large, even I felt it had grown considerably, somewhat reminiscent of Luku's earlier erection.

"Ah..." My mother gasped, covering her face with her hands.

I couldn't resist her teasing any longer and pounced on her, pinning her to the bed.

My mother struggled half-heartedly, but her clothes were still stripped off piece by piece.

Standing on the bed, looking at my mother lying at my feet like a stripped lamb, I felt incredibly smug. I was finally the master of my mother's bed.

I took off my clothes, about to pounce on her again, when unexpectedly, my mother raised her foot and pressed it against my chest.

Her toes trembled slightly, like feathers shivering in the wind.

A surge of tenderness washed over me, and I grasped my mother's delicate feet. She tried to pull away, but I held them firmly.

She curled up at my feet, shy like a young girl experiencing first love.

Had she lost all hope for her son, Jia Jinwa, and placed it all on me? Was this shift in her mindset giving her a sense of new beginnings?

Or was she hoping to alleviate the pain of losing her child in this peculiar way?

My mother's perfect, natural feet temporarily banished these wild thoughts.

Her long, strong big toes were particularly striking; each time I pressed them down, they would spring back defiantly, playfully staring at me, making me want to kiss them several times.

Unlike Lu Ku, I wasn't a naive newbie when we first slept together. After playing with my mother's beautiful feet for a while, I ruthlessly separated them. Just as my mother was feeling dejected, I thrust in, penetrating her deeply.

Without foreplay, without caressing, my penis savagely tried to pry open my mother's vagina. She cried out in alarm, writhing beneath me like a giant white python. But when my penis plunged deep into her vagina, all movement ceased.

My mother held me tightly, her nails digging into my back.

I loved to ponder my mother's feelings at any moment. What was she feeling now? Was she experiencing the same emotions she felt when Luku took her virginity?

I wanted to see her expression—were her eyes tightly closed, or was she staring blankly at the ceiling?

I tried to sit up, but my mother held me down firmly.

I lost my temper, thrusting roughly, making my mother moan beneath me.

She moaned, "Mmm, mmm…" her "spiral suction" gripping my penis tighter and tighter.

I roared, "Zhenniang, forget the past! From now on, everything must begin anew!"

"Ah…" My mother let out a long scream, clearly feeling utterly naked before me after I had exposed her secrets.

"Tiger, you're bad!...Oh...you're so bad!...In the mountain stronghold...you touched my butt...you blindfolded me...you even raped me in the woods...boohoo..."

With each rhythmic thrust, my mother cried and moaned, "...You took my body and that wasn't enough...um...you stole my heart too...boohoo...you greedy devil...oh..." With a long moan from my mother

, I thrust hard, sending a thick stream of semen deep into her womb.

Tonight, both my mother and I were particularly sexually aroused. Soon, we made love again, and finally, my mother used her favorite woman-on-top position, riding on top of me, and we climaxed again. For a long time

after the revelry, neither of us slept.

Suddenly, I heard my mother say apologetically, "Tiger, could you sleep in the next room tonight? I want to be alone for the night."

Although I was unhappy, I still complied with my mother. I silently got out of bed, picked up my clothes, and went to the next room.

The next room was my old room—Jia Jinwa's old room.

The crack in the wooden planks remained unchanged. I lay on the bed, peering through the crack.

In my mother's room, the dim candlelight still shone. My mother sat naked on the edge of the bed, lost in thought.

She stood up, and her large, round buttocks gave me another erection. Tonight was truly exciting.

Tomorrow night, I'd definitely use the "old man pushing a cart" technique and give my mother's big buttocks a good hard time, I thought to myself.

My mother opened a drawer and took something out.

I looked closely—it was the pair of shoes my mother had embroidered for me before she was arrested! The little tiger heads on the shoes were finished, only the soles were left unfinished.

I saw my mother clutch the shoes to her chest, sobbing silently.

I slumped down. So, my mother still couldn't forget Jia Jinwa.

In her heart, my current identity, Tiger, might just be her beloved little lover, but it could never replace her son's place in her heart. A

pang of sadness struck me. Looking at my mother's slightly trembling back next door, I wondered if I should tell her my true identity tomorrow.

Tell her that I am Jia Jinwa, her beloved son who used to hide next door and peek at her naked body countless times.

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