The pain given to the mother

The Pain Inflicted on a Mother: In a room, a young woman sat naked on the bed. She had long, wavy hair, delicate features, and flawless skin. Her large breasts hung precariously on her chest. The beauty's breathing was tense as a young man pushed open the door, smiling at her. "You slut, are you ready?" the young man asked, walking to the bedside and slapping her hard across the face. The beauty groaned, her left cheek immediately swelling, a burning pain spreading, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. "Master, this slut is ready..." Guan Qing replied. "Mom, I'll make sure you enjoy yourself." The young man smiled slightly; the beauty was his mother. "Chen, this slut will gladly accept all the suffering and pain you've brought upon her." Guan Qing said softly. "Slut, come see the torture chair I've prepared for you." The young man clapped his hands, and two men carried the chair into the room, retreating without a glance. "Oh, this looks absolutely terrifying." Guan Qing stepped forward. The torture chair resembled a wooden chair, but it was made of black metal, covered with spikes up to ten centimeters long. On average, there was a spike one centimeter thick at the base every five centimeters. Even more horrifying was a spike on the seat that was ten centimeters thick at the base and over twenty centimeters long. "Oh, Mom, after you sit on this chair, reach out and press this switch on your hand." Chen demonstrated for Guan Qing, turning on the switch. Countless tiny barbs, each two centimeters long, extended from the spikes. "Chen, you're getting more and more creative." Guan Qing swallowed hard, saying helplessly. "Mom, this chair will make you suffer terribly." Chen hugged Guan Qing's waist and gently kissed her lips. "Oh, Chen, your thoughts are everything to Mom, even real death." Guan Qing returned the kiss, softly speaking. "Chen, do you want to see Mom tortured by this damned chair?" "Mom, I really want to." Chen looked at Guan Qing longingly. "Then watch Mommy's painful performance." Guan Qing gracefully walked to the chair, touched her vulva, and then sat down on the spike. She sat down easily at first, but the spike got thicker towards the bottom. Guan Qing used her weight to slowly insert the large, black spike into her vulva. "Chen, it's at the cervix now... um... it's in my uterus now... to the top of my uterus." Guan Qing groaned. "Mommy, continue." "Oh, God... ahh... it's pierced my uterus now... it's in my chest cavity..." Guan Qing was covered in fine beads of sweat, her face flushed, groaning softly. She tried to sit down harder, and now her buttocks reached the bottom of the ten-centimeter spike, the resistance was greater. "Ah... Chen... it hurts so much... I have no strength left..." Guan Qing couldn't go up or down anymore, she had no strength left to continue. "Mommy, you can use your hands to grab the armrests of the chair and use your hands for support." Chen kissed his mother's lips and placed her hands on the five-centimeter-long spike. "Ah... Chen, you little rascal... it's covered in thorns..." Guan Qing complained, giving Chen a charming glare, but still followed his advice, gripping the armrest and sending herself into hell. "Ahhhhh... ah... um... it hurts... ahhh..." Guan Qing's buttocks were still embedded in the thorns, now down to the bone. Guan Qing's hands were covered in blood, and she could no longer exert any force. "Chen... help Mommy... ah..." Guan Qing pleaded helplessly. "You slut, beg me." Chen looked at the blood flowing from the chair onto the ground. "Master, this slut's cunt has been pierced... it hurts so much... now this slut can't sit completely in the chair Master gave me... please help this slut, let this slut sink into hell sooner... feel the unparalleled pain..." Chen smiled slightly, "Mommy, Chen will help you right away." "Thank you, Master." Guan Qing smiled weakly. Chen turned around, sat on Guan Qing, and slowly pinned her to the chair. "Ah ... After a long period of intercourse, Guan Qing was in agony, wishing she could die immediately and lose consciousness. But Guan Qing knew the game had only just begun. She slowly regained her senses. To make Chen happier, she moved her tongue, making him feel better. When Chen penetrated, she pulled her tongue down, allowing him to go deeper into her throat. Long-term training allowed Guan Qing to control her gagging when her throat was stimulated. As Chen withdrew, her tongue followed, licking the glans, intensifying his pleasure. Chen felt his mother had overcome the excruciating pain of penetration. He released his lower body, letting his mother swallow every last drop. The simple act of swallowing alone caused Guan Qing excruciating pain, making her sob uncontrollably. "Chen, your pleasure is my pleasure. Please make me suffer as much as you want, to achieve your pleasure," Guan Qing murmured hypnotically. "Mom, now turn on that switch," Chen said, narrowing his bright eyes and giving a wicked smile. "Oh my god." Guan Qing involuntarily swallowed, then reached out and pressed the switch... "Ugh... Ahhhhh... Ah... I'm going to die..." Guan Qing's whole body convulsed... "Mom, I can't imagine how painful it would be to have my whole body pierced... But you are really beautiful right now..." Chen looked at his mother as if admiring a work of art. "Oh... Chen, I wish you would never experience this kind of pain in your life..." "Mom, I want to see what the biggest thorn looks like inside your body." Chen took out a sharp dagger and pointed it at Guan Qing's snow-white stomach. "Oh my god... Chen, do what you want." Guan Qing encouraged. Chen knew that Guan Qing would not refuse any of his requests; he wanted to bring it up and let Guan Qing agree and experience it herself. The dagger suddenly plunged between Guan Qing's breasts. Guan Qing groaned, feeling a chill on her chest as the dagger slashed down, disemboweling her. "Mom...your body is so beautiful..." But Guan Qing could no longer hear, her mind drifting away, taking her far away. That night, Chen had the servants remove Guan Qing's body from the chair, then fed her the potion. Guan Qing's wounds slowly closed and healed. Guan Qing also slowly woke up. "Mom, the potion you invented allows you to experience the ultimate death thousands of times, do you regret it?" Chen hugged Guan Qing and asked gently. "Silly child, if I would regret it when you made that request, I wouldn't have invented the potion for you. You grew up without a father and experienced an unhappy childhood. I only want you to be happy. As long as you want it, I will give it to you." Guan Qing smiled slightly and hugged Chen. "And, I'm slowly starting to enjoy the process of various deaths...it's very exciting..." (End of the Thorn Chair Chapter) Part Two: Archery Chapter Recently, Chen has been preparing for the archery exam at school. In ancient China, hunting archery was one of the courses taught in aristocratic schools, and Chen's teacher was very strict, not allowing the slightest deviation. These past few days, Guan Qing had been anxious watching her son practice diligently without making much progress. So, she put aside her lab work and prepared a performance to help him relax. "Chen, Mom has prepared a performance for you," Guan Qing said, wearing a sheer white nightgown, gracefully leading her son to the performance room. When the red curtain was drawn back, he saw his lovely mother, lightly made up, standing on a high platform. A noose hung in front of her. Guan Qing smiled slightly, put her head into the noose, and was suddenly pulled up, suspended on the platform! Guan Qing's face, which had been pale, now turned red. This red was neither a normal flush nor the blush of shyness; it seemed to have a hint of purple. Guan Qing twisted her body back and forth, left and right, and this twisting quickly turned into a swaying motion. She was now struggling to breathe; the rise and fall of her breasts was merely a futile struggle.Then two men dressed as Japanese soldiers appeared. "Yosh! Pretty girl!" One of the soldiers picked up a long crocodile-skin whip from the stage and lashed it across Guan Qing's breast. Guan Qing twitched in vain; the rope around her neck constricted her trachea, preventing her from screaming despite the pain. The fine whip lashed down on Guan Qing's snow-white body like a rain shower, leaving her covered in purplish-red welts. Guan Qing's face had turned a terrifying purplish-red. Her eyes were wide open, her blood-red lips opening and closing violently, as if trying to get oxygen. The erratic swinging of the noose indicated that the victim was unconscious, now driven only by primal animal instincts. Then one of the soldiers lifted Guan Qing's legs, letting her catch her breath. Guan Qing coughed, regaining her composure. He laughed loudly, "You damned Japanese! Whipping someone with a thin snakeskin whip soaked in water is the most deadly thing you can do. Go ahead and kill me if you dare!" "I'll show you what I'm made of today!" the Japanese soldier roared! Then the Japanese soldier behind her released her, allowing her to be hanged again. Both men continued to whip her with thin snakeskin whips soaked in water. Time passed second by second, her struggles grew weaker and weaker, until finally only twitching tremors remained. At this moment, her purplish-red face and pale collarbone were almost unrecognizable as belonging to the same beautiful woman. Guan Qing's pink tongue darted out from between her red lips, like a newly blooming rose. Her body's movements grew weaker and weaker, finally ceasing. The stage curtain was drawn. Chen smiled slightly; his mother didn't like others touching her body, not even allowing them to look. This time, to make him happy, his mother had overcome her own feelings. A few minutes later, the stage curtain was drawn back, and this time Guan Qing stood naked in the center of the stage. A beam of light shone on her, revealing the clear whip marks on her body. "Mother, have you died once?" Chen asked. "Yes, Chen, Mother has already been hanged," Guan Qing replied. "You slut, do you remember? I said that only I can control your life and death, not even you yourself are allowed to." "Master, this slut knows her mistake. This slut only wanted to make Master happy." Guan Qing knelt on the stage with a thud, kowtowing and apologizing. "Master, rest assured, this slut has already thought of a way to punish herself." "Oh, is that so?" Chen said, his expression unreadable. Guan Qing beckoned, and the Japanese soldier from before brought up a bucket of water. "Master, this slut will drink this bucket of water." Drinking water is an instinct, but drinking a whole bucket of water at once is unbelievable. Guan Qing didn't say anything more, burying her head in the water and drinking intently. She was very fast, clearly having practiced. Slowly, half the bucket of water was gone, her belly began to swell, and her pace slowed. Guan Qing's belly grew visibly larger. Finally, she drank the entire bucket of water through willpower and the results of her practice over the past few days. After she finished drinking, the Japanese soldiers brought up a large rotating platform and tied Guan Qing to it. "Master, please come up to the stage," Guan Qing said with a slight smile as she was laboriously tied to the platform with her large belly. Chen slowly walked up, and a Japanese soldier handed him a bow and arrows. "Master, hold the bow in your left hand, draw the string with your right, turn your head naturally towards the target, look straight ahead, raise both arms to a height where the drawing arm is at eye level, the bow is perpendicular to the ground, the arrow is horizontal and in a straight line with the forearm of the drawing arm, lower your shoulders naturally, adjust your breathing, and aim the sight at the center or a fixed position above the center line. Use this wretched creature's belly as the target, shoot its belly button!" "Mom, so you're worried about my studies." Chen smiled slightly, a warmth welling up inside him. "Master, Mom is your target, hurt Mom with your heart." Guan Qing encouraged him. "Mom, I won't let you down." Chen drew the bow, aimed at the target, held his breath, and shot. The arrow flew out! It hit Guan Qing's belly button! It passed through Guan Qing's body, struck the turntable, and made a thud. "If you shoot like this during the exam, you'll definitely get an A. Thank you, Mom." Chen said happily. "Hmm..." Guan Qing groaned, happy to have helped her son's grades. "Chen, why don't we practice a few more times?" Chen nodded in agreement, each arrow hitting its mark precisely. "Ahhh... Chen's so amazing..." Guan Qing groaned in pain while encouraging her son. She was already used to her pain bringing him pleasure. "Mom, watch closely." Chen drew his bow, aimed, and shot an arrow that pierced Guan Qing's right nipple. The large, sensitive, pink nipple was pierced, and Guan Qing convulsed on the spinning wheel. Several more arrows followed, each hitting her right breast. "Mom, open your mouth and put your tongue against your palate." Guan Qing groaned and trembled as she did so. An arrow shot out, successfully piercing her tongue and pinning Guan Qing's head to the spinning wheel. The excruciating pain was like having her tongue cut off; tears and blood mingled with her saliva, flowing down Guan Qing's face. Chen went over to examine it closely and confirmed that he had succeeded. "Mom's eyes are so captivating. What if I had shot through your eyes..." Guan Qing finally showed a look of terror, wanting to shake her head, but unable to move. "Mom, don't be afraid, it'll be over soon." Chen kissed her eyes, then shot an arrow through her left atrium. "How could I bear to watch Mom's beautiful eyes be destroyed?" Chen murmured softly, looking at Guan Qing who had stopped breathing."Chen looked at Guan Qing, who had stopped breathing, and murmured softly."Chen looked at Guan Qing, who had stopped breathing, and murmured softly.

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