Imperial Sex Teacher

Luer, a very peaceful country, is ruled by a queen. Almost all the officials in the city are women, and there are more women than in other places, making it a country where women outnumber men.

The country is located in a remote area and its resources are not abundant. Due to Luer's excessive isolation and lack of contact with the outside world, it exists in a world apart from the rest of the continent, with only simple appliances like refrigerators and televisions.

Fortunately, it is in a peaceful modern world that this country has been able to continue to exist. However, to maintain such a country and prevent it from changing with the outside world, the pressure on those in power remains.

My job is to relieve this pressure on those in power. My title is "Court Dominator," but this title is only known to a few people involved. My job is actually very simple: to satisfy the sexual desires of the nobles in the palace, including, of course, the queen.

"Ha...ha...um...ah..."

In the palace, Queen Alice of Luer is bound and suspended in mid-air, while I sit to the side and watch.

Her Majesty the Queen writhed, emitting moans, her wanton appearance a complete contrast to her usual dignified and serious demeanor.

"Alice, is it comfortable?"

I asked with a smile, but Alice could only respond with moans. Of course, I had inserted a vibrating egg into Alice's vagina and anus. Stimulated by the vibrations, Alice had already orgasmed several times. Judging by the time, she was nearing her limit when I finally removed her.

"Give...give it to me, please, I can't take it anymore,"

Alice pleaded weakly as she was taken off. I stopped teasing her; timing was crucial, and Alice might need to attend to something at any moment, so I had to finish my work quickly.

I turned Alice over; her vagina was now overflowing. Aiming my penis, I effortlessly thrust it in all the way.

"Ah~, so...so good, harder...thrust me harder...ah!"

Alice, her thirsty cunt receiving the bounty of my penis, disregarded her image and cried out loudly. I thrust forcefully while stimulating her sensitive spots with my hands and mouth. Under this multi-pronged attack, Alice quickly reached her first orgasm.

"So...so good, no...I can't take it anymore! You...you're doing this to me...ah!!!"

A gush of vaginal fluid shot out from deep within Alice's cunt, so much that my penis couldn't hold it back, spraying out around it like urine.

"Ah~ so...so embarrassing, I...I peed, I'm going to pee, no...don't look!!"

Alice cried out, covering her face with her hands, unable to bear the spectacle she had created.

"Hehe, Your Majesty, you're really lewd, you even peed from pleasure. What would the people think if they saw this?"

I continued to provoke the Queen with words while I continued to fuck her. Alice was frantically twisting her buttocks to match my movements while crying out.

"No...no, I'm sorry, please forgive me! Ah!!!!"

Before she could finish speaking, Alice had another orgasm. As Alice climaxed, I pulled out my penis and moved it to Alice's mouth. Alice, whose mind was already a little confused, opened her mouth blankly and took it in. After a few thrusts in and out of Alice's mouth, thick semen was all shot into Alice's mouth.

"Mmm...mmm, ha~, good, delicious, mmm..."

Alice, still climaxing, licked my penis with a look of infatuation until she had licked the entire penis clean before letting go with satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, is your noble cunt satisfied today?"

Seeing Alice's satisfied, lewd posture, contrasted with her usual noble and proud demeanor, I couldn't help but kick her down, pressing my foot against her face, and saying mockingly.

"Yes, yes, Master, this slave is very satisfied, thank you for your grace."

Alice showed no displeasure at my rude behavior; instead, she picked up my foot and began licking my toes, her lewd and subservient appearance making me burst into laughter. *

I am not a native of Luer, but an intellectual born and raised abroad, receiving higher education. My arrival in Luer was only due to the advice and help of an elder.

Alice's mother was the only member of the Luer royal family to have received education abroad in recent years. Her studies abroad exposed her to the world, and ten years after returning to inherit the throne, she suddenly contracted a terminal illness, passing the throne to the then twenty-six-year-old Alice before passing away.

In fact, Alice's mother had only faked her death, but I didn't know this until I arrived in Lu'er and saw a photograph of Alice's mother.

Because the beautiful female dog that the old man doted on looked exactly like Alice's mother. It

was truly unexpected that the beautiful, obedient dog, who had attracted so much attention in the dog training world, was actually a former queen of a kingdom. This also explained why the old man had suggested I come to Lu'er; like mother, like daughter. Alice, as the daughter, was surely no less than her mother.

Alice herself proved my suspicions. Holding a letter of introduction from Alice's mother "before her death," I easily met Alice. At thirty-five years old, her beautiful face showed no signs of age, but rather exuded a mature charm.

But what excited me was the arrogance she radiated, an arrogance that ignited my desire to conquer her.

The result was even simpler than I had imagined. Alice's subservience was clearly even greater than my mother's. Two rapes and a few nude photos were enough to leave this proud woman helpless, her self-esteem gradually destroyed. It was simple and unchallenging.

But compared to the beginning, the middle part was much more interesting. Like now, I'm sitting in a chair, watching Alice kneeling before me, licking my toes and swaying her hips. It took time and effort to get her to do that automatically.

"Your Majesty, do my toes taste good?"

I deliberately addressed Alice respectfully, avoiding her name. This intensified Alice's humiliation. Hearing my teasing words, a flicker of pain crossed Alice's face, but her movements became even more intense and lewd.

Seeing Alice's subservient state, I suddenly kicked her away. Alice, surprised by my actions, knelt on the ground, staring at me in astonishment. I simply shook my foot and coldly said, "Crawl over here."

Hearing my words, a flicker of hesitation crossed Alice's eyes, but she quickly got up, lifting her knees off the ground and supporting herself only on her forearms and hands, her snow-white buttocks raised high as she swayed towards me. But just as she reached me, I kicked her away again.

Although the floor was carpeted, Alice wouldn't have been in too much pain from the fall, but being kicked away so inexplicably still left her looking at me with terror.

Looking at Alice kneeling on the ground, I shook my foot again. This time, Alice immediately got up, quickly crawled to me, and obediently knelt on the ground, her forehead pressed against the earth. Looking at Alice's appearance, I raised my foot and stepped on her head, bursting into laughter. *

"Thank you for your instruction today, teacher,"

Alice said gently half an hour later, having finished washing and grooming.

"You're welcome. Please review today's lessons carefully, Your Majesty,"

I replied with a smile, noticing the blush on Alice's face, and left the Queen's bedroom led by a maid. *

My identity in Luer is that of the son of a former Queen's friend. I'm staying in Luer to focus on my research, and I support myself by tutoring Her Majesty the Queen and her two daughters in foreign languages.

This identity also allows me free access to the palace. The most interesting thing is that Luer's architecture combines bedrooms and studies, which gives me considerable convenience.

While savoring the afterglow of training Alice today, I casually looked around, and a figure caught my eye.

"Good afternoon, Miss Ilya."

"Hello, Professor Bin."

Ilya, dressed in a crisp military uniform, was slightly surprised to see me here, but quickly returned the greeting warmly, and the two of us chatted for a while.

Although we interact like this now, we weren't always so amicable at the beginning. As the head of the guards, Ilya initially strongly opposed a newcomer like me who was close to the royal family.

Although Alice's decision rejected Ilya's objections, the surveillance agents she dispatched, as required by her duty, left Alice with no grounds for objection. At its peak, I could point in any direction and there would be at least three surveillance agents. I even suspected that there were more than five people watching me every time I went to the toilet.

This situation continued until an incident occurred that brought about a breakthrough in our relationship.

"Ilya, is it the same today?"

I asked in a low voice after looking around. Ilya's face turned red instantly, and she answered softly, "Yes."

"Let me see."

After saying this to myself, I led the way into the nearby bushes. Ilya didn't say much, but after looking around to make sure no one else was coming in or out, she quickly followed me into the bushes.

As she entered the bushes, Ilya unbuttoned her military uniform. Hiding in the shadows, she leaned against a tree trunk and lifted her uniform, revealing her full, firm breasts. Instead of underwear, bright red ropes were crisscrossed and bound to her skin, the red ropes contrasting beautifully against her white skin.

This was the reason for the significant improvement in our relationship. On another occasion, I reached out to catch Ilya as she nearly fell, and felt an unusual sensation beneath her clothes. With my extensive experience in discipline, I immediately recognized the ropes. I had

her incriminating evidence, and I was still considering whether to use it. The next day, Ilya came to my door, initially only to confront me, perhaps even intending to kill me to silence me.

However, after a deep conversation, we reached some consensus—of course, this deep conversation was based on the absolute safety of her being drugged, stripped, and bound.

Like Alice, Ilya also has her own pressures. In relieving these pressures, she's more open about her desires than Alice, but due to her duties as head guard, she can only find relief through self-bondage.

Although I only know this much, it's more than enough for a professional dominator; the results are now evident.

Looking at Ilya's shy expression, although quite different from her usual dashing self, she still appears exceptionally captivating, reigniting my pent-up desire.

"Anything else?"

My undisguisedly passionate tone makes Ilya even more shy, but she obediently unbuttons her skirt. The skirt slides down her high legs to the ground, leaving Ilya only with her top fluttering in the wind, transparent pantyhose, and red ropes tied in a turtle-shell pattern. I can clearly see Ilya's erect nipples, and a trace of moisture slides down her smooth thigh into her stockings, creating a small wet patch that gradually expands.

"And then?"

My words were like a command. Hearing my command, Ilya took a deep breath, put one foot on the ground, raised her left leg above her head, supported herself with her left hand, pressed her back against the tree trunk, and thrust her most private part forward. The feeling of shame made her skin gradually turn red, and she whispered, "Please...please, Master...enjoy..."

Seeing the usually serious and proper Ilya now exposing the most private part of her body and submissively begging for my mercy, even if someone saw it with their own eyes, they probably wouldn't believe it.

Admiring the poses Ilya struck, my eyes, guided by experience, scanned her most sensitive areas with a lifelike intensity, as if I wanted to rape her with my gaze. Even this mere voyeurism made Ilya's breathing quicken, and her body begin to tremble slightly. Confirming her reaction, I unzipped my pants, pulled out my penis, and slowly aimed it at Ilya's wet, glistening vulva. When the tip of my penis touched her warm labia, Ilya tilted her head back and let out a soft moan.

But I didn't insert it directly; instead, as if teasing Ilya, I gently rubbed my penis against her labia. This friction caused Ilya to slightly twist her body as if trying to escape, but her eyes revealed a deep longing.

Ignoring Ilya's yearning gaze, I focused intently on slowly rubbing her labia. Soon, Ilya couldn't withstand the teasing any longer, automatically thrusting her lower body, trying to swallow my penis. However, the position only intensified the stimulation. Under the

continued teasing and stimulation, Ilya could no longer resist, moaning and pleading, "Ah... Master... give it to me... give it to me... I want your big cock..."

As Ilya surrendered and begged, I, with my penis at its limit, thrust it into her vagina in one go. The instant fullness and penetrating pleasure caused Ilya to scream, but she immediately covered her mouth with her right hand, abruptly stopping the scream.

"It's alright, let your subordinates see that their usually serious and imposing captain is actually such a slutty and promiscuous woman."

Mocking Ilya's behavior, I pressed down on the tree trunk, forcefully thrusting my penis in and out. With each deep penetration, I could feel the intense contractions within Ilya's vagina.

"So...so good...ah...ah..."

As if deliberately ignoring my words, Ilya focused all her attention on the thrusting of her lower body, letting out muffled moans with each in-and-out motion of the penis, mingling with the squelching sounds from her vagina and the slapping sounds of their bodies colliding, creating a lewd symphony. But I guess only I felt this way; Ilya's vision blurred with pleasure.

Just as Ilya's consciousness was about to be swallowed by the climax, a faint sound came from not far away. Before Ilya could react, I had already pulled out my penis, covered Ilya's mouth, turned her around, and carried her behind a tree, lying prone on the ground. At this moment, the previously faint sound became clearer.

"Work's been pretty tiring lately."

"Yeah, the National Day celebrations are coming up soon, it's getting busier and busier."

As I heard the voice clearly, the body I was pressing down on suddenly stiffened. Clearly, Ilya sensed someone was there. Holding Ilya down, I cautiously looked up and saw two maids carrying things slowly walking towards me, chatting as they went. Judging by their speed and direction, they probably wouldn't notice what was happening in my position.

Relieved, I suddenly thought of a prank. I leaned down, gently patted Ilya's bottom, and whispered, "It's nothing, just people passing by."

"Phew~ Ah--"

Just as Ilya relaxed, I suddenly reached out and played with her erect nipples. The sudden shock and stimulation almost made Ilya scream. She quickly covered her mouth with both hands and looked back at me. I pressed my entire body against Ilya and whispered, "You haven't done this in front of anyone before, have you, you slutty Ilya?"

Hearing my words, Ilya immediately understood my meaning. Her panicked eyes became moist. I reached out and patted her buttocks. After hesitating for a moment, Ilya obeyed my instruction and slightly raised her buttocks. I lay on Ilya's back, adjusting the position of my penis by feel, and roughly thrust it into Ilya's wet vagina.

"Ugh..."

Although we had had sex several times before, Ilya's reaction this time surprised me. Even with the risk of being discovered, she still actively thrust her buttocks. The contractions inside her vagina were more intense than I had ever felt before. Obviously, this thrill of being discovered excited Ilya even more.

Not only Ilya, but I could also feel this tense and exciting feeling. Although I had experience with outdoor BDSM before, it was always planned and prepared. This kind of sudden situation was a first for me.

(Don't doubt it, even a sadist is still human. Being seen naked by a woman they're not interested in, even if it's just their penis, will make them shy.)

But this tense and exciting feeling was indeed more exciting. Unfortunately, I had to pay attention to the sounds outside. Ilya, on the other hand, seemed to have given up and was responding to me more and more intensely. Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, I quickly reached out and pulled Ilya's skirt off and stuffed it into her mouth. Without any worries, Ilya reacted even more intensely, but because I had to pay attention to the sounds outside, I was even less able to get into it.

Fortunately, the two women left quickly, probably because they were in a hurry to deliver something. Anyway, the two women walked further and further away. As soon as the two of them disappeared from my sight, I suddenly shouted, reached out and pressed down on Ilya's body, forgetting all the techniques. All that was left in my mind was to thrust hard, to release my long-suppressed impulse in one fell swoop.

"Ah...so...so powerful...ah...no...no...it's going in...it's going in...ah..."

"Fuck...fuck you to death...fuck you to death, you stinking bitch...ah..."

"Fuck me to death...fuck me to death...fuck me hard...fuck me to death...ah..."

"Ugh...waaaaaah..."

"Ah...ah ah ah...ah ah ah...ah..."

Almost simultaneously, we both reached orgasm with shouts, completely ignoring our surroundings, releasing our pleasure with howls. *

After tidying up my clothes and making sure no one was around, I looked back at Ilya. Still immersed in the pleasure of orgasm, her face had a satisfied haze. She was wrapped in her arms around the tree trunk, lying on the ground, and white semen was flowing and dripping from her vagina with her panting.

"Rest well, I'll come find you again next time."

"...Yes..."

With Ilya's weak response, I leisurely strolled away, not intending to clean up the mess for her. Anyway, she could recover her strength quickly with a rest, and besides, she seemed to be enjoying herself.

However, today's experience was quite rare, the first time I felt such excitement. The feeling of those slaves should be similar to this. Although I don't want to experience it again, I can use this experience to deepen the training next time.

Thinking about it, I realized that I had arrived at the palace's office building. After thinking for a moment, I strolled over to the prime minister's office. When I

arrived at the door, I knocked, and a lazy, pleasant voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, please come in." After entering, the first thing I saw was a round, perky buttocks swaying in front of me.

Although I had just ejaculated on Ilya, and earlier on Alice, seeing this swaying buttocks still stirred my heart.

I quietly approached and gave her swaying buttocks a hard slap. Along with the slap came a sweet moan.

"Dia, still busy?"

My tone was somewhat indifferent as I massaged her buttocks, which lacked Ilya's elasticity but were fuller. Dia, however, had already stopped working and proactively tilted her head back to offer a kiss, expressing her passion.

To be honest, Dia, as the Prime Minister of Lu'er, wasn't actually my target, at least not a priority. Her connection with me was mainly due to Alice.

It was through Alice's introduction that I learned this Prime Minister, second only to the Prime Minister of Lu'er, was a woman who enjoyed torturing herself and relishing pain.

Initially, I thought Dia's pleasure from pain was like Alice's and Ilya's, caused by the heavy pressure of work. But after getting to know her better, I realized I was wrong.

For Dia, the job of prime minister was pure entertainment. While not exactly easy, she thoroughly enjoyed it. The pressure of work was virtually nonexistent for her; if anything, it stemmed from her inability to balance her passions and her job.

This dilemma was resolved after Alice introduced me to her. For me, having a woman who didn't require any scheming or maneuvering, yet still satisfied my desires, was a good thing. And so, we hit it off.

Moreover, Dia wasn't like others with an insatiable appetite; sometimes, I didn't even need sex with her, simply satisfying her craving for pain was enough.

Although this often makes me feel like a gigolo...

"We're dealing with some things needed for the festival. This year is different from usual; it's the first time we've invited foreign guests to the National Foundation Festival, so we need to be more careful."

After a passionate kiss, Dia said with a smile. I didn't want to bother with things that weren't my business. I reached out and slapped her butt hard again before asking, "So, do you have time to stretch your muscles with me?"

Hearing my question, Dia's face flushed with excitement. She broke free from my embrace, walked to the door, locked it, and then went to her desk. She bent down, took out a shiny black riding crop, and casually activated a mechanism under the desk. The bookcase that was originally against the wall suddenly spun halfway, revealing an all-steel X-shaped torture rack. The shiny high-quality steel and the special design that allowed people to free themselves from the shackles all indicated the expensive value of this torture rack. The empty space next to it was filled with all sorts of sex toys.

"Isn't this a case of blurring the lines between public and private matters?"

Looking at the enormous expense of this facility, which I had orchestrated, I swept away the clutter and documents from Dia's desk, then sat imposingly on it, watching Dia close the curtains.

"It's my money anyway, what's there to say?"

"But this isn't your home, is it?"

"It won't be until twenty years from now."

As she spoke, Dia removed her glasses, deftly stripped off her clothes, revealing her shapely naked body.

"Sometimes, I really wonder if you have any shame."

"Could I?"

With a bewitching smile, she threw me a question back, then tied her long hair into a ponytail and moved in front of me, shamelessly displaying her figure. She handed me the riding crop she had taken out. I took it, and defiantly swung it a few times in the air. Hearing the piercing sound of the crop, Dia's voice grew heavier, her eyes glazed over as she looked at me…the riding crop in her hand…

I knew all along that I held no place in Dia's eyes, so her reaction was entirely expected. I skillfully toyed with the riding crop, then lashed it towards Dia's nipple.

"Oh..."

The cool whip merely grazed Dia's erect nipple, and she let out a pleasurable moan. The slight stimulation brought her to a small climax, her body going limp. She braced herself on my thighs, looking up at me with a lewd smile.

(In some ways, Dia's sexual desires were the most perverse of all the women I'd ever been with; this alone speaks volumes.)

"You slut... go where you belong."

As I spoke, I lashed the riding crop across Dia's upturned buttocks. This time, unlike the previous light lash, it was a powerful whipping, causing Dia to scream in pain.

"Ah! Ha...haha...you have to satisfy me..."

Although her voice trembled with pain, Dia still smiled, like a kitten licking my lips lightly with her tongue. She obediently walked to the torture rack, her back to me as she secured her limbs to the shackles. Then she turned to look at me, her large eyes filled with anticipation and excitement.

I held the riding crop and lashed it across Dia's snow-white, bare back, eliciting soft moans like a kitten's whimper. With each lash, she writhed, and I rhythmically lashed, adjusting my breathing, then forcefully whipped her buttocks.

The crisp crack of the whip and Dia's screams rang out simultaneously. Like manipulating a musical instrument, I mercilessly swung the whip, each strike landing in a different spot, causing a distinct scream from Dia. Each lash, each scream, played this lewd melody until Dia, hoarse and exhausted, leaned weakly against the torture rack. Only then did I stop whipping her.

Slumped on the torture rack, Dia gasped and sobbed, then suddenly cried out in agony, her head thrown back.

"Ha...ha...ha...ha...ah, ahhh..."

With Dia's cries, golden urine flowed from between her wide-open legs, first trickling down her thighs, then quickly turning into a massive outpouring. This sudden incontinence caused Dia to let out a rare, shameful moan, which quickly transformed into a pleasurable groan until she finished urinating.

Once everything seemed to have calmed down, I put down the whip, walked behind Dia, and roughly grabbed her ponytail, forcing her to tilt her head back. Her usually intellectual face was now filled with confusion and lust. Looking at her expression, I reached forward and forcefully grabbed Dia's pubic hair, pulling it roughly.

"Ah! Ahh! It hurts...it hurts so much..."

The hair in her private parts was being forcibly pulled, causing Dia to squint her eyes in pain and wail miserably. But the hand gripping her pubic hair clearly felt a warm, slippery sensation that increased with each pull, clearly indicating the actual feeling of its owner.

"You slut!"

Seeing Dia's reaction, I couldn't help but bite her shoulder hard, simultaneously pulling her pubic hair with all my might.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!"

As the most pitiful wail of the day echoed, Dia's eyes rolled back, staring at the ceiling. Saliva dribbled from her limp mouth, and she could no longer control her body. Urine mixed with the juices of orgasm sprayed violently onto the torture rack. When the release stopped, Dia weakly slid to the ground, only able to rely on the cold, hard handcuffs securing her hands to support her limp body.

On Dia's snow-white skin, covered in whip marks, bright red blood slowly flowed from the wounds she had bitten herself, sliding down her scarred back, down to her buttocks, and dripping between her legs, creating a striking scene. *

"That was really rough today."

After putting her underwear back on, Dia sat on the ground, gently stroking the wounds on her shoulders, a slight smile on her lips. I sat down in a chair with a glass of water, looking at Dia and said, "Sometimes you want to be a little rough, how does it feel?"

"Hmm..."

Dia gently stroked her vulva through her underwear, tilted her head to think for a moment, and laughed, "It feels good, but you've plucked all my hair, what am I going to do now?"

"Then use a needle."

"Hehe, okay, I'll try it next time."

Hearing my words, Dia covered her mouth and chuckled, her innocent appearance making it hard to connect with what we were talking about.

"By the way, is this enough for today? While I'm in a good mood, how about we do something else?"

"No, someone's waiting for me at home."

I smiled and refused Dia's offer, then left without asking her to help clean up again. I didn't have time for her.

Leaving Dia's room, I left the palace with light steps, but instead of going straight home, I strolled around the streets, wandering until after four in the afternoon before returning home.

I bought this house when I first arrived in Lu'er, and even hired a craftsman from out of town to do soundproofing and some special modifications, all to satisfy some of my private desires within the house.

Opening the living room door, I was greeted by a picture of a naked, beautiful girl sleeping peacefully. Her face was strikingly similar to Alice's, and her eighteen-year-old body, poised between innocence and maturity, glowed with a vibrant blush, as she lay on her side on the sofa.

Seeing this girl, I wasn't surprised at all, because she was Mo'er, my student, the princess of Lu'er, Alice's eldest daughter, one of only two women who could freely enter and leave my house.

I crouched down and gently patted Mo'er's cheek, softly waking her. She groggily opened her eyes, and upon seeing who had woken her, she immediately gave a gentle smile and sat up, but then cried out and fell back onto the sofa.

"What's wrong? Aren't you used to it?"

I carefully helped Mo'er up, turning her body around. Her slender, snow-white arms were secured behind her back with a pair of black leather handcuffs.

"Hehe, Big Brother used to use ropes,"

she explained awkwardly. With my help, Mo'er carefully stood up and moved in front of me. A strangely shaped double-headed dragon vibrator was inserted into her still somewhat immature vagina, and her legs were a mess.

I grasped the double-headed dragon and slowly moved it in and out. The clamp at one end of the double-headed dragon tightly gripped Mo'er's clitoris, stimulating her with each thrust.

"Ahhh..."

Stimulated, Mo'er knelt on the ground, her legs automatically spreading wide to facilitate my movements, while she closed her eyes and moaned with satisfaction.

Seeing Mo'er's reaction, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Look how happy you are, you little slut. How many times have you come today?"

"B-because it's so good, ah... ahhh... I've already come seven times since this

morning... ahh ...

"Your mother and the others taste good, don't they?"

I said with a mocking smile, looking at Mo'er's puzzled little face. Upon hearing my words, a strange light flashed in Mo'er's eyes, her little face turned red, and she stared intently at my penis. Her chest heaved as she breathed in the strange smell emanating from it, as if she were gazing upon a sacred and sublime object.

Looking at Mo'er's appearance, I couldn't help but chuckle. The nobility of this country are truly bizarre. From Alice's mother's ancestors to Mo'er's generation, their blood is filled with lewd genes. What kind of genetics is this?

While I was lost in thought, Mo'er slowly moved closer to my penis, gently kissing it from the tip to the scrotum, then sticking out her tongue to lick it. After every part of my penis had been carefully licked by Mo'er's fragrant tongue, she opened her mouth and took it in, slowly stroking it.

At first, Mo'er's movements were relatively gentle, but gradually she became lost in the lewd atmosphere, passionately swallowing and spitting out my penis.

Although I had already ejaculated three times today, under the tongue technique I had carefully trained, my penis quickly became erect, filling Mo'er's small mouth. Sensing the change in my penis, Mo'er became even more excited and increased her movements.

After three to five minutes, despite my repeated reluctance, under Mo'er's experienced tongue skills, my fishy semen was still ejaculated into Mo'er's small mouth amidst my roars.

"Ugh...ugh...ugh...ha...ha...hoo..."

Although it was sudden, Mo'er still swallowed all the semen I ejaculated, and after carefully cleaning my penis, she reluctantly let go of it, panting and rubbing against my thigh, looking at me with her big, charming eyes, and said in a coquettish tone, "Big brother~~ I want~~~ Mo'er wants big brother's stick~~~~"

Ignoring Mo'er's request, I just got up and took off my clothes, then left the astonished Mo'er behind, walked to the door, and suddenly opened the door.

With a gasp, a petite figure tumbled out of the room, startling Mo'er. When she recognized the figure, she exclaimed in surprise, "Lily!"

She lay on the ground, bewildered, her youthful face resembling Alice's and Mo'er's. After staring at us awkwardly for a long time, she stammered, "Sister, big brother..."

"Lily, how long have you been peeking at us?" I crouched down, looking at Lily's blushing face, and asked with a smile.

"I...I didn't, ah...!"

"Ah!"

Before Lily could finish answering, I suddenly and roughly reached out and ripped Lily's dress, revealing her still-developing, immature body, causing Lily and Mo'er to gasp. Lily gasped because of shame and shock, while Mo'er gasped because Lily wasn't wearing any underwear under her dress, asking in surprise, "Lily, you...?!"

Realizing her embarrassing situation, Lily shrank back, too ashamed and shocked to speak. But then I took advantage of her misfortune, pulling Lily up and making her kneel facing Mo'er. I pinned her hands behind her back with one hand while teasing her breasts with the other, grinning wickedly, "Lily, answer your sister's question. Today is the first time you two have met face to face."

"Ah...no, no...big brother...ah ah..."

Under my teasing, Lily gasped and begged for mercy, but her eyes refused to look at Mo'er. Mo'er, too, knelt there blankly, watching me tease Lily.

Although I knew that my mother, Ilya, and Dia were all my women, and I had accepted this fact, I hadn't expected that my little sister would be one of them. Moreover, judging from Lily's posture, it was clear that becoming my woman wasn't something that had happened overnight. This realization left Mo'er momentarily speechless.

Ignoring Mo'er's reaction, my hand, which had been teasing Lily's breasts, moved to her vulva. The flowing vaginal fluid had already soaked her sparse pubic hair.

"You naughty girl, you're already so wet, were you peeking all along?"

"I-I'm sorry, ah...it's so itchy, ahh..."

Lily, impatient with the teasing, writhed like a caterpillar, her sweet voice stirring Mo'er's thoughts. She couldn't resist crawling in front of us, and as Lily was both shy and surprised, we passionately kissed her lips.

"Mmm...uh...mmm...sister, sister..."

After a passionate French kiss, Lily looked at Mo'er with a bewildered expression. Mo'er first licked her lips with her tongue, her sexy look making Lily stare in a daze. When Mo'er, with a mischievous look, moved her tongue towards Lily, Lily also extended her tongue, and they passionately intertwined.

Seeing these two sisters, who had ignored me and were lost in a different kind of passion, I suddenly raised my hand and slapped each of their pink buttocks hard.

"Ah!"

The pain in their buttocks brought them back to their senses, and they quickly separated, looking at me with fear.

"Lily, shouldn't naughty children be punished?"

Releasing Lily, I reached down to her cleft, my fingertips lightly tapping her anus as I asked,

"Yes, yes, please punish Lily, big brother."

Although her hands were free, Lily didn't dare cover her body, answering obediently in a trembling voice. Hearing Lily's answer, I turned to Mo'er and commanded, "Lie down on the ground, face up."

"Yes..."

Although she didn't know what I wanted to do, Mo'er obediently lay down on the ground, the double-headed penis inserted in her vagina standing erect due to the position.

Seeing that Mo'er was ready, I slapped Lily's buttocks hard again, pointing at the double-headed penis and saying, "Lick it properly using the method I taught you, lick every part."

"Yes, big brother."

Following my instructions, Lily slowly crawled on top of Mo'er, carefully licking the double-headed penis as I had taught her, stimulating Mo'er in the process.

"Ah...so good, Lily...you're so amazing, yes, yes, that's it, more...more...ahhh..."

While moaning, Mo'er guided Lily as if she were an experienced person. Under Mo'er's guidance, Lily's previously stiff movements became more flexible, and she focused intently on sucking and exhaling the double-headed dragon. At this moment, I suddenly inserted a finger into Lily's anus.

"Ah!"

Lily cried out in surprise at the sudden invasion of her anus and stopped moving. At the same time, she received another heavy blow to her buttocks.

"Who told you to stop?"

"I-I'm sorry!"

With a cry of distress, Lily quickly took the double-headed dragon back into her mouth, sucking and spitting it out diligently, hoping to distract herself from the strange sensation coming from her anus. I watched Lily's movements while moving my fingers in and out. When the double-headed dragon was covered in Lily's saliva and glistening with moisture, I said, "Stop. Sit on it yourself."

"Yes...yes..."

Lily answered in a panic, her anus clamped around my finger, straddling Mo'er's body, her small hands holding the double-headed dragon, aiming it at her vagina. Just as she was about to sit down, I thrust hard into her anus and said, "What do you want to say first?"

"Ah! Yes...yes..."

Despite being utterly exhausted from the series of torments, Lily forced herself to sit up, spreading her hands to reveal her vulva. Blushing, she said to Mo'er, "Please, please, Mo'er-sister, use Lily's lewd little hole."

Seeing her sister's wanton behavior, Mo'er blushed, her eyes burning with desire as she stared at Lily. After the greeting, Lily carefully aimed at the double-headed dragon, gritted her teeth, and sat down, swallowing the entire head of the dragon, letting out a cry of pain.

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts so much..."

"Lily?"

Hearing Lily's cry and seeing the red marks between their points of contact, Mo'er exclaimed in surprise.

"Heh heh, Mo'er, you should thank me properly. Lily's virgin hole is something you get to enjoy before I do!"

Hearing me coldly voice my suspicions, Mo'er completely lost her composure, utterly bewildered by this series of unexpected events. Seeing Mo'er's dazed expression, I grinned wickedly while slapping Li'er's buttocks hard.

"Move, you little slut, who told you to stop?"

"Y-yes, ah... ahh... it hurts... it's so swollen... ah... sister, Li'er, Li'er is so strange..."

"Li'er... ah, ah..."

Affected by Li'er's intense movements, Mo'er was also stimulated, murmuring her sister's name. Mo'er unconsciously thrust her lower body, colliding with Li'er's vagina.

"Haha, no wonder you're sisters, you can even enjoy this, what a pair of sluts."

I coldly mocked Mo'er and Li'er, while my finger inserted in Li'er's anus moved in and out with Li'er's movements, while my free hand continuously slapped their buttocks and thighs hard. The cries and groans of pain echoed in the living room from time to time.

"Ah...ahhh...so...so good...sister...Lily feels so good..."

"Ahhh...me...me too...Lily, sister...feels so good too...so great...ah...ah..."

No longer bothering to think, Lily and Mo'er were completely immersed in the pleasure of sisterly incest. Lily even bent down, grabbed Mo'er's breasts, and bit and sucked them passionately, making Mo'er scream with pleasure.

"Ahhh...! It hurts, it hurts so much...Lily, ah...yes, harder, bite harder, bite sister's nipples, it doesn't matter if you bite them off, harder, ahhhhh..."

Under Lily's rough movements, Mo'er reached her ninth orgasm of the day. Her body also rose high under the stimulation of the orgasm. Just then, Lily was about to sit down, and the double-headed dragon suddenly thrust deeply into Lily'er's uterus, bringing Lily'er an intense orgasm.

"Ah...ahhh..."

Stimulated by the sudden, intense orgasm, Lily's eyes widened, saliva uncontrollably drooling from her mouth. Her stiff body trembled violently as her small hands roughly squeezed Mo'er's breasts, deforming them and giving Mo'er a second stimulation.

After the orgasm, Mo'er rolled her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. Lily collapsed weakly on top of Mo'er, panting heavily. Only when I pulled my finger out of her anus did Lily let out a soft moan.

"You little slut, are you satisfied now? This year's birthday present allowed you to successfully rape your own sister. How are you going to thank me?"

Sitting on the sofa, I looked disdainfully at the young girl who, despite her age, was filled with desire for her sister. This little slut named Lily just smiled at me, slowly crawled in front of me, and opened her small mouth to take my penis in.

Watching Lily's actions, I couldn't help but burst into laughter, as if mocking Lu'er, a country with a rigid folk culture and a strange and perverse leader. The more I laughed, the louder it became.

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