Chapter 11 of "A Mother's Love and Sorrow"

Mother's Love and Sorrow (XI) - The Third Master of the Honey Cave
Although I was untied, they had somehow drugged my food and medicine, leaving me utterly weak
. Even capturing the male servant who brought me food was beyond my strength.
Talking to him was like casting pearls before swine; he ignored everything I said, only bringing me
food and clothes. The oppressive atmosphere was driving me almost insane.
The next night, thinking of my mother's unknown fate, my heart ached. In the midst of this pain, I slowly calmed down
. My immediate priority was to regain my strength so I could break free from this cage and rescue my mother.
The meridian diagrams of the Fire Virtue Pure Yang Gong appeared in my mind, and I gradually entered a state of tranquility. When
I woke up in the morning, my dantian was vibrant, and I felt much more energetic than the day before. Although I was still
some distance from my best state, I had regained some confidence.
To avoid arousing suspicion, after breakfast, I simply lay in bed pretending to sleep, but actually continued practicing
.
Suddenly, I heard a noise next door. My heart skipped a beat, and I almost lost control of my inner energy. I quickly calmed myself, guided my inner
energy through a full cycle, and then opened my eyes.
Looking next door, I was overjoyed to see my mother in the room!
She looked slightly haggard, sitting alone on the edge of the bed, wearing an elegant purple evening gown.
The two nurses, one tall and one short, were still with her. The shorter nurse, no longer cold and aloof,
said sternly, "Madam, you have refused to attend Master's Blissful Ceremony, and Master is furious! We cannot guarantee
the boy's safety!"
"No matter how you threaten me, I will not attend that Blissful Ceremony. I will go on a hunger strike
until I see Xiaoyu," my mother said calmly but firmly.
"Master, there's no need to force her. This lady will not attend the Blissful Ceremony," the shorter nurse said
helplessly, turning her head as if speaking to thin air.
"Hahaha... How can you force the Empress? This lady is becoming more and more perfect in my eyes. Such a
virtuous lady, I now really want to see her lewd appearance. I can't wait any longer, implement
Plan Number Two, inject 'Infinite Lust'!" A man's voice came from the speaker, buzzing in my ears.
"Yes, Master!" Two nurses responded at the same time, holding my mother on both sides. The tall nurse pulled out a towel
and covered my mother's mouth and nose. My mother struggled a couple of times and then went limp.
They carried my unconscious mother to a high stool. The tall nurse supported my mother while the short nurse
took out an injection from the medicine cabinet next to her and quickly lifted my mother's skirt. My mother was not wearing anything under her skirt. Her snow-white buttocks
contrasted sharply with the purple and luxurious dress.
The short nurse dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and applied it to my mother's bare right buttock.
A layer of fine goosebumps quickly rose on my mother's buttocks. I watched the short nurse pick up the syringe, and a surge of panic gripped me. No longer caring about concealing my
strength, I took a few steps back and slammed myself against the wall!
The glass wall didn't budge; I was thrown back with a resounding bounce. As I staggered to my feet, I felt
the sharp needle plunge into my mother's plump, bare buttocks. My unconscious mother shuddered from the needle.
I rushed over, pounding futilely on the glass, crying out, "No! No…!"
The clear liquid in the syringe slowly flowed into my mother's body until not a drop remained. I collapsed helplessly to the ground.
Two nurses helped my mother to bed; she remained unconscious, her brow slightly furrowed.
While waiting for the drug to take effect in my mother's body, the man's voice rang out again: "This
young man seems quite excited. Although you are this lady's lover, you haven't won her body. However,
as a reward for bringing this lady to Paradise, we will arrange for you to attend the Grand Ceremony of Bliss and see who will be
the third master of this lady's beautiful vagina, hahaha..."
I said hoarsely, "Who are you? Are you the master of Paradise? This is not fair, why won't
I participate in the Grand Ceremony of Bliss?"
"Unfortunately, you were a very good candidate, and I would love to see you and that lady ascend to Paradise together.
However, you are 18 years old, which is too old and does not meet our requirements." The man seemed very interested as
he answered my question.
"What? No! I am 14 years old!!! 18 years old is the age for me to sign up for the tour group!!!"
I shouted excitedly.
"Oh? How can I trust you, young man? You certainly don't look 18, but for
the purity of the Elysium Ceremony, we must confirm your true age," the man said. "I'll give you a chance;
are you willing to undergo a bone marrow age test?"
"I am!" I agreed to anything to get closer to my mother.
"However, as punishment for your lying, this lady will not wait for your test results in a day;
she will attend the Elysium Ceremony first," the man said.
"No!!! No!!!" I screamed hoarsely.
"The will of the supreme Emperor Furen is inviolable! You have joined Elysium Paradise; from now on, you must call
me Master! Hahaha..." Watching as he held the power of life and death over everything, the man laughed triumphantly, his laughter
fading into the distance.
The maniac's laughter filled me with anger and helplessness. The door opened, and two male servants entered
, one of them holding a long, thin bone marrow extraction needle. The strength I had gathered all night
was used up in that collision; now I was powerless to resist and could only accept my fate.
The needle for extracting marrow pierced the back of my neck. I stared blankly at my mother lying on the bed next to me, tears silently streaming down my face.
The following day was like a nightmare.
I was taken to a room with a view through glass of the grand hall, invited as a special guest to witness Vrondi's
ecstasy.
The hall was pitch black; all the lights were focused on a large seashell in the center. As music played,
mist billowed out, and the seashell slowly opened. A naked woman lay on a platform inside the seashell, lifted up—it was my mother! She wore a wreath of flowers, dressed as 　　Aphrodite,
the ancient Greek goddess of love and beauty .

Mother's cheeks were flushed. She covered her breasts with one hand and her genitals with the other, her fingers kneading her clitoris
as she vigorously masturbated.
That "Infinite Dream" seemed to be a super-powerful aphrodisiac, causing the dignified and reserved mother to masturbate in public
.
A group of "little angels" surrounded her, cheering and embracing Mother's birth from the sea.
These little angels were played by boys around ten years old, their white, tender penises not yet fully grown, yet
they too were aroused by Mother's nakedness, groping her indiscriminately.
An ugly old man playing the god of fire came to the platform. He threw away his cane, his dirty hands
caressing Mother's snow-white body, kissing her breasts. The dark, thin old man, like a withered vine, clung to
Mother's plump, snow-white body.
Although her mother was burning with desire, she couldn't bear to see her breasts being licked and played with by such an ugly man. She pushed
Hephaestus away, and he fell to the ground, muttering, "Goddess of Love and Beauty, Zeus gave you to
me, why can't you reciprocate my love?" He then got up and staggered into the darkness.
Before disappearing, the ugly old man gave me a sly smile. My heart skipped a beat; I realized he
must be that damned Emperor Furen!
The sound of footsteps echoed, and a burly ancient Greek warrior appeared, wielding a spear,
completely naked, revealing eight-pack abs—a truly imposing figure. It seemed to be Ares, the god of war.
Ares stepped onto the platform, straddling his mother. His voluptuous figure appeared so
delicate and petite beneath the powerful god of war. His mother, her desire surging, quickly succumbed to his strength. She opened her left hand, no longer covering
her breasts, allowing Ares to knead her swollen nipples; her right hand also left her clitoris, timidly and
gently touching Ares's glans. Just as Ares's hard, rod-like penis was about to penetrate his mother, suddenly
a large net descended from the sky, enveloping both Ares and his mother.
The ugly old man reappeared, leaning on his cane, and exclaimed dramatically, "Ah! My goddess of beauty, you have betrayed me, betrayed my love for you! Now, I will punish you, I will 　　display
you and your lover before the Olympian gods !" 　　The mother in the net ignored the old man's ramblings. She tightly gripped Ares's large penis, reason 　　and lust fiercely battling within her. The penis was slowly guided by her fingers towards her vulva 　　. 　　My heart pounded, silently crying out, "No, Mother, please don't!" 　　The little angels pounced again, touching the mother through the net; the scene was utterly chaotic. 　　Suddenly, a boy rushed over. This boy, with long arms and legs, shooed away the little angels, lifted 　　the net, and kicked Ares away from his mother. He shouted, "You're not allowed to bully my mother!" 　　The ugly old man sneered, "Heh heh, Cupid, do you want to save your lewd mother? I promise you, we'll hold 　　a gladiatorial contest. If you win, you can take your mother away; otherwise, she will still be punished by the gods 　　!" 　　The mother, already feeling lost after losing the fiery penis of the God of War, was now held in the boy's arms 　　. She was completely disoriented, clinging to him tightly. 　　In a daze, the boy handed her to another man, who said, "My goddess, 　　behold, the victor among these boys will possess your holy body." 　　The mother was forced to kneel naked on the stage, facing the fighting boys. The old man hid behind her, 　　lewdly reaching his hand from under her armpits to her breasts, his fingers kneading her erect testicles. The 　　old man held her hands, preventing her from touching her itchy spot, and she could only writhe in vain in his arms, her lust 　　burning ever brighter. 　　A beam of light shone from the stage onto the fighting boys. The boy playing Cupid, 　　a head taller than the others, unsurprisingly stood at the very end. He proudly stood before the mother, and the light 　　converged again on one spot. 　　The mother knelt before the boy, his snow-white penis standing proudly before her. The old man 　　whispered in her ear, "Goddess, this is your son, Cupid, the ultimate victor. He will have you. You must take his 　　penis into your mouth to show your submission." With that, the old man left behind the mother, trembling as 　　he watched from the side. 　　"No..." the mother groaned. Although the boy's penis was intensely tempting, 　　she maintained her last shred of sanity, struggling to resist her increasingly irresistible desire. 　　Finally, the boy could no longer restrain himself and pushed the mother to the ground. 　　He pounced on her, his hot penis pressing against her vaginal opening. The mother jolted awake, pushing the boy away, 　　crying out, "No, no! Xiaoyu hasn't even gone in there yet!" 　　Before she finished speaking, with a "plop," the boy's penis mercilessly tore open her labia and entered her already 　　wet and slippery vagina. 　　"Ah..." Mom screamed, her mind blank. Had her chastity, which she had guarded for so long, 　　been so easily taken away? Mom collapsed helplessly on the stage. The boy, having taken her body, held her buttocks and 　　wouldn't let go, fucking her hard. 　　Mom's cries gradually turned into soft moans. Her honey hole changed hands again right before my eyes, and two 　　lines of tears streamed down my cheeks. 　　Mom's new master was skilled, turning her over and over in his wanton ways. With each powerful 　　thrust from the boy, Mom was completely lost in lust. 　　The drums backstage beat rhythmically, neither too fast nor too slow. Mom lay on the stage, her legs raised, her hole being penetrated. In my memory, 　　Mom had never reached orgasm in this position under Dad or Long Qingshan. But due to the stimulation of the aphrodisiac, 　　Mom's whole body had become exceptionally sensitive. In this unfair battle, the boy, to the beat of the drums, 　　thrust and twirled like a seasoned knight, easily controlling his mother, the mare, who was quickly and 　　completely tamed. The drumbeats grew more intense, and the boy's thrusts became faster and faster. Finally, with a burst of fierce 　　drumming, the mare frantically twisted her lower body, beginning her final struggle, but the boy firmly controlled her with his whip.

Mom, don't let Mom break free. Mom was finally completely subdued. She convulsed, her genitals heaving, offering
her vaginal fluids as a sign of submission.
After her orgasm, Mom, limp and exhausted, didn't get a rest before the boy pulled her onto him. The music
slowed down. Mom lay prostrate on top of the boy, his penis inserted into her anus, showing that her precious fertile
ground was still occupied. The milky white vaginal fluid that had gushed out during her orgasm flowed down the boy's penis.
The boy didn't rush to thrust, but instead asked Mom for a kiss. At first, Mom turned her head away, but later, unable to resist
the boy's persistence, she gave him her lips. Mom's long hair fell down, obscuring their faces. I
couldn't see how they kissed, but the soft, murmuring sounds of their lips meeting filled me
with despair.
When Mom raised her head, her face was flushed crimson. Then, the music gradually rose, and the goddess of love and beauty
began her gallop again. She actively used her honey pot to stroke the boy's penis, her favorite position
. The boy beneath the mare didn't need to exert much effort; he simply enjoyed watching the goddess's
breasts bounce joyfully as she galloped. The throbbing veins on her neck revealed that she was about to reach orgasm. The boy smiled triumphantly, his hands supporting
his mother's breasts. His mother gripped his hands tightly, crying out, "Ah, ah..." as she wildly shook her
head, her hair flying from side to side, her pretty face contorted, and her honeyed fluid gushing out.
After two orgasms, his mother collapsed limply onto him. Looking at his still erect penis, she
was slightly lost in thought. The boy seized the opportunity to have his mother perform oral sex on him. His penis was now covered in his mother's own
fluids. Abandoning all restraint, she knelt beside his legs, gratefully licking his penis clean,
then tenderly holding it in her mouth.
At that moment, I saw the edge of the light circle where the old man had pulled out his penis and was secretly masturbating. The boy
knew the old man enjoyed watching this, so he deliberately prolonged his mother's oral sex. His mother's oral sex was unremarkable, yet it still
made the boy unable to resist. He quickly pushed his mother to the ground.
His mother's third orgasm was brought on by licking. The boy's oral skills were incredibly proficient; his tongue, like a viper's forked tongue
, teased his mother's clitoris at an extremely high frequency. Unable to withstand the excessive stimulation, his mother cried out,
"No...no..." She twisted her lower body, trying to escape the boy's relentless assault.
As the rhythm of her twisting gradually increased, the boy knew she was about to climax. He lowered his head and fiercely
sucked on her clitoris for several seconds. His mother twisted her lower body frantically, trying to get rid of him. The boy
suddenly raised his head, spreading his mother's legs wide open, facing the old man and me. The bright light shone on his mother's crotch,
exposing the black and white areas there. The mother cried out in surprise, trying to close her legs, but the boy
held her firmly. The extreme numbness that surged through her cerebral cortex made her instantly give up all effort. She moaned loudly, her buttocks
rising and falling off the table like a fluttering frog, her vagina contracting sharply, and milky white vaginal fluid gushing out. The sacred
mother was thus stripped of her last veil of modesty, even her squirting was shamefully displayed before everyone.
The boy climbed onto the mother's body again, trying to bring her to another orgasm. This time he failed.
The humiliated mother gave the boy a sad smile, and the boy immediately surrendered, leaving himself inside her.
The boy climbed off the mother's body unwillingly, and one by one, the little devils followed, like wolf cubs
climbing onto the mother's body. The lush, sweet grass on the mountain of love was once again trampled.
As the last wolf cub left its mother's body, "Cupid" returned to his senses. He lay beside her
, feigning affection, embracing and kissing her. His mother, now too weak, had her tongue sucked out.
"Thud!" The cane struck the boy's bare back, causing him to wince in pain.
"You failed to make the goddess willingly take your penis in, Deps! You've disappointed me greatly!" The ugly old man—
indeed, it was Emperor Volend—loudly reprimanded the boy named Deps.
The boy knelt on the ground, not daring to utter a sound.
"Alright, all of you, get out! None of you deserve my goddess!" The ugly old man limped over
to my mother, squatted down, and stroked the teeth marks the wolf cubs had left on her breasts. He whispered, "My dear
goddess, let's go home. Let your loving husband kiss your whole body."
With the old man's touch, my mother trembled uncontrollably. The old man seemed pleased with her fear. He
bent down and took one of her white nipples into his mouth, his eyes rolling upwards, mocking me. I
helplessly watched the curtain fall, concealing all this ugliness.
"Carry the goddess into the palace of the fire god. Tonight I will sleep with the goddess of love. Tomorrow morning,
the pearl necklace around the goddess's neck will represent the number of times I have planted fire in her."
My heart finally collapsed.
That night, I didn't sleep a wink until dawn, when I finally drifted off to sleep.
Not long after, I was woken up, ate breakfast in a daze, and was taken back to the room from the previous day.
The nightmare continued. The stage remained dark, but under the spotlight, a dozen or so naked women
knelt in a circle. The mother knelt in the center, three pearl necklaces around her neck.
The boy, Depps, walked up to her, his penis erect and angry. The mother tilted her head back, sobbing, and took
his penis into her mouth.
The other children also found their own objects; the women were all beautiful young women. It seemed the old
man enjoyed this perverse sexual behavior.
Four or five children surrounded the mother. Depps didn't interfere, pushing her to the ground
and riding her like a king. Some of the others grabbed her hands and pressed them to their penises
, forcing her to masturbate them; others lay on top of her, sucking her breasts.
The mother's breasts, freshly full after a night's rest, were now falling into the mouths of these wolf cubs
—a truly heartbreaking sight.
Suddenly, a male servant walked up to me and said, "Congratulations, number 107, your age verification
has passed. Your true age is 14. From now on, you can join the Paradise activities. The master asked
me to tell you that he hopes to see your perfect performance."
Hearing this news, I didn't know whether to be happy or sad. After taking off my clothes, I was led into a...
A small door opened, and before me lay the scene of debauchery I had just witnessed. My mother was still lying on the ground, surrounded by several boys
.
In the darkness, I moved slowly. Perhaps seeing that I was moving too slowly, someone behind me pushed me, and I fell, stumbling
a dozen meters from my mother's feet.
My mother's feet were on the ground, her legs spread in an "M" shape, and the boy Depp was thrusting
his buttocks above this "M." I crawled laboriously toward my mother, thinking, "Mom, I'm here."
Reaching my mother's feet, all my strength seemed to have vanished. My mother's toes silently told me of their owner
's suffering, and tears streamed down my face. I lifted my mother's foot and took her big toe into my mouth.
My mother flinched, but didn't move again. I held my mother's toe in my mouth, licking the fine lines of her big toe.
Oh, feeling the realness of my mother's jade-like toe between my tongue and teeth, my heart awakened.
I kissed my mother's toes, then lifted my shrunken little snake with one hand and pressed her warm sole onto
it with the other, gently massaging it up and down. The tingling heat from her sole made my little snake
lengthen like ramen noodles, then become engorged and thick. I straightened her foot, letting her big toenail scrape against my
dragon's body from bottom to top. As her slightly upturned toenail lightly brushed against my dragon's mouth, my little snake finally transformed into an angry dragon!
A burst of flame swept through my entire body, from my dantian to the top of my head—I'm here, Mom!
I put down her foot and slowly stood up, patting Depp's back, who was still riding on top of her.
Depp turned around in confusion, and we looked at each other. Finally, he left my mother's body and stood up.
My mother's vagina suddenly lost its penis; she let out a soft "Ah," opened her eyes in disappointment, and saw me.

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