Tears in the mortal world

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"Have you ever seen a wife, a mother, and a daughter strip naked in front of her parents, who cherish her like a precious gem, her husband, who sees her as a perfect goddess, and her children, who consider her an omnipotent protector? How much pleasure did I feel when they fucked her until she was in excruciating pain? Have you ever seen a wife's face contorted with rage as she cries and spreads her legs in front of her beloved husband, letting me fuck her? Have you ever seen a mother wailing while comforting her child? Have you ever seen the shame of a daughter being fucked in the ass in front of her parents?" "Many women, when faced with rape, just silently endure it with tears in their eyes, thinking that things will get better once it's over. Haha, isn't that ridiculous? Their vaginas are filled with the semen of strange men; they can't just wash it off and pretend nothing happened. Will her husband accept a wife who has been fucked by another man? Will her children still regard their mother as the person they respect most? No, my semen will accompany them for the rest of their lives." He Ziqiang, forty years old, a genuine farmer. Perhaps He Ziqiang's parents hoped that their son could be self-reliant and leave this closed-off small village to live the life of the wealthy.

Five years ago, He Ziqiang was like most people, getting up every day to work hard to earn money to support his family, hoping that one day he could escape this boring and tedious life. He fell in love with a widow who, like him, hoped to change her life and came to the city to work. His happiest time of day was after work in the evening to sit for a while in her small eatery, order a bowl of her homemade oil-splashed noodles, and quietly sit in a corner watching her serve customers busily. She has a lovely daughter, the only treasure left by her ex-husband, and she loves her daughter more than herself, just like most mothers. So, even though she knows He Ziqiang has feelings for her, she doesn't dare accept his confession for the sake of her child.

He Ziqiang once thought that even just seeing her every day and helping her with chores would make him happy.

But one evening, when He Ziqiang went to see her after work, he found that the small eatery that was open year-round was closed. He called her, but no one answered. He stood at the door for a long, long time before finally returning to his cramped rented room in disappointment.

The next morning, He Ziqiang passed by the eatery and found it cordoned off, with a crowd gathered around, discussing something.

"How tragic! How could something like this happen to such a young girl? It's a terrible tragedy." "I heard she's not even human anymore. How could they do that? Such a young girl, ruined like this." "The mother has gone mad. She's holding her child's body and won't let anyone touch it. The police had to pull her away for ages. So pitiful." "What a good young wife! These beasts deserve to be torn to pieces." He Ziqiang stood in the crowd, feeling dizzy. The woman he loved had been raped last night, and even her daughter hadn't been spared. Her daughter had been tortured to death, and she had gone mad.

He Ziqiang didn't know how he got back to his small room. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was her naked body, kneeling on the ground begging, her legs spread apart—the ones he loved to secretly admire—being tormented by one man after another. He Ziqiang couldn't understand why a widow who just wanted to live would encounter such a thing. Was it really true that the poor were more despicable than dogs?

The case remained unsolved. Some people said the perpetrators were a group of wealthy young men who had inadvertently seen the young widow while driving. She wasn't particularly attractive, short, and had dark skin. Years of hard labor had made her look several years older than the well-off women of her age in the city. This woman, who had come from the countryside to work, was chosen by those beasts who, tired of fashionable women adorned with expensive perfumes and wearing trendy clothes, wanted a change. Perhaps those rich young men, rarely seeing a simple, unadorned working girl with a genuine smile, assumed she was just like all the other women they'd encountered—willing to lie down and be used for money.

He Ziqiang visited her at the mental hospital. A month later, the scars on her face were still clearly visible. The doctor said she had lost an eye, her uterus had been stabbed with a sharp object and she could no longer have children, and several centimeters of her rectum had been removed. One nipple had been bitten off, and the other was half-bitten off.

"I've never seen such a pitiful woman. Her genitals were burned beyond recognition, and they pulled out a lot of glass shards from her vagina. Half of her teeth were knocked out, and several of her ribs were broken." This is what He Ziqiang overheard from a nurse.

Looking at her on the bed, covered in bandages and on a ventilator to maintain her vital signs, He Ziqiang no longer believed in any so-called justice. The law only restrained the poor, while the rich could commit heinous crimes without facing any punishment. He Ziqiang never went to see her again. That very night after leaving the hospital, He Ziqiang committed his first crime. It was from that day that a rapist and murderer who didn't value other people's lives or his own was born.

"I remember, how could I not remember? It was drizzling that night, and I was strolling around a pretty nice neighborhood not far from my rented apartment. It was very dark, no moon. I saw a woman driving a nice car get out of it carrying a lot of things. Later I found out it was a BMW. The woman wasn't very old, looked to be in her thirties, but when I asked her, I found out she was over forty. You know, how come rich people in the city look so young? They don't look old at all. I can't quite remember what she was wearing, but it must have been a skirt, because her legs were so straight and beautiful. I thought, it's not warm now, why is she wearing so little? She must be a slut. Yes, that's what I thought. Back then, there weren't many security cameras in the neighborhood, and the better ones only had streetlights, let alone cameras, which only started in the last few years. There weren't any security guards or anything. I just followed behind her, and that woman..." The woman was carrying a lot of things, and her hips swayed as she walked—it was fucking beautiful. The woman went up to the third floor, and this idiot didn't even look behind her before unlocking the door. As soon as she opened it, a woman with a very pleasant voice called out, "Mom!" Just as the door was about to close, I pushed her inside and slammed it shut. "It was a family of five. The homeowners were a middle-aged couple. The man, Xu Hai, was 46 years old and worked for a public institution. His wife, Zhang Jiali, was 44 years old and a leader at a joint venture. Their daughter, Xu Yanyan, was 23 years old and pregnant, staying at home awaiting childbirth. Their son-in-law, Wang Hongli, was 25 years old and owned a logistics company. Their mother-in-law, Shen Haiqin, was 60 years old and a retired cadre. At that time, their only daughter, Xu Yanyan, was pregnant and staying at her mother's house for easy care. That night, Zhang Jiali bought a lot of daily necessities and returned home, unaware that she had been targeted by He Ziqiang and became the victim of the first series of home invasion rape and murder cases.

My name is Zhang Jiali, I'm 44 years old, and I'm 1.66 meters tall. Although I'm over forty, I don't look like a middle-aged woman; instead, because I pay attention to my diet and skincare, I look very young." That night, our once happy family underwent a dramatic change. My daughter, Xu Yanyan, was five months pregnant. To make it easier to care for her, I brought her to live with us. My retired mother-in-law stayed home during the day, and my husband and I could help take care of her after work in the evenings. My son-in-law had his own business and came home late, but every evening was the happiest time for our whole family.

Today, after work, I bought a lot of baby supplies and baby items for my daughter at the mall. I was rushing around carrying many bags of various sizes, completely unaware that a man dressed like a migrant worker had been following me. When I opened the door, the warmth of home greeted me. My daughter was sitting on the sofa, chatting and laughing with her mother-in-law, while my husband and son-in-law were busy cooking in the kitchen.

Just as I put down my things and bent down to take off my boots, I was suddenly shoved hard from behind. I lost my balance and fell forward, my knees hitting the ground hard. Behind me, I heard the slam of the door closing and my daughter and mother-in-law screaming.

"Mom!" my daughter screamed. I was kneeling on the ground and couldn't see my daughter's expression, but her voice was filled with panic and trembling, "Who are you? Daddy, Hongli, come out quickly!" Just as I was about to get up, a large hand grabbed my hair and pulled it upwards violently. I screamed in pain and raised my hands to grab the hand that was pulling my hair, trying to break free.

"Jiali, what are you doing? Let go of my wife!" My husband ran out of the kitchen and saw me kneeling on the ground with a stranger grabbing my hair. He rushed over, heartbroken, wanting to save me. But I saw a gleaming, sharp knife plunge into my husband's thigh from my side. He collapsed to the ground in agony, blood instantly staining the white floor tiles.

"Dahai!" I cried, looking at my husband lying on the ground, clutching his bleeding thigh, his face contorted in pain. I wanted to rush to him, but his large hand gripped my hair tightly. I could only wave my arms, watching helplessly as my husband lay so close yet unable to help.

"Ah..." My daughter was also stunned by the knife. As my husband fell to the ground, she covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

My son-in-law, holding a kitchen knife, stared at the man behind me. But from his terrified expression and trembling hand, I knew that even my usually law-abiding son-in-law was terrified by this bloody scene. If his wife hadn't been nearby, this well-off, well-educated son-in-law might have already run away. After all, not everyone has the courage to fight a desperate criminal.

"Put down the knife, or I'll stab this woman and kill your whole family." The voice behind me was filled with murderous intent. The cold blade was already against my neck, as if it would slit my throat at any moment.

I was so frightened that I knelt on the ground, not moving an inch, suppressing even my sobs.

Soon, the son-in-law gave in during the standoff. The mother-in-law was forced to pick up a rope and tie his hands and feet. The daughter, covering her already swollen belly, covered her mouth and watched all this with tears streaming down her face.

"Please, let me bandage him up, or he'll die." Released, I crawled to my husband's side and turned around to see a man of average height and build, dressed like a migrant worker with dark skin, holding a still-dripping knife and staring at me.

The man looked at me for a moment and nodded. I hurriedly used my husband's belt, remembering the simplest way to stop bleeding from school, and tightly bound it around his groin. The bleeding gradually stopped; I didn't know if my first aid had worked or if he had already lost too much blood. However, my husband's face was pale, even his lips were frighteningly white.

"Behave yourselves. If anyone dares to move or make a sound, I'll kill your whole family, understand?" the man said viciously as he tied my mother-in-law and daughter's hands and feet with the rope.

My mother-in-law and daughter huddled together, too frightened to even cry, only able to stifle their tears. The man looked around at our home and said, "You're quite wealthy." "I'll give you all the money, please don't hurt us, okay?" I pleaded, my hands clasped together beside my husband.

I desperately wanted this man who had barged in to take all the money and disappear from our home. But I soon knew this was just the beginning; greater humiliation and torment were about to begin.

Trembling, I led the man to the master bedroom where the money was hidden. I knelt down and took out a wooden box from under the double bed. Inside were about fifty or sixty thousand yuan in cash, along with bankbooks and some valuable jewelry, which I handed to the man.

"Didn't realize you had so much money." The man stuffed the money and jewelry into the pocket of his military overcoat, his lecherous eyes lingering on my chest for a long time. "How old are you? What's your name?" "Forty-four. My name is Zhang Jiali." I felt a chill run down my spine under the man's gaze, and my hands instinctively went to my chest. "Please, I've given you all the money. Just go. I promise I won't call the police." "Don't rush me. Come here." The man actually sat down on the edge of the bed and beckoned to me with the hand holding a dagger. "Hurry up." Looking at the sharp knife still stained with my husband's blood, I had no choice but to slowly move over.

"Nice figure, big breasts, let me see." "Please don't do this, please!" I begged the man, but the answer I received was a hard blow to my outside thigh with the back of the knife. "Ah!" I screamed in shock and pain. "

Jiali, what's wrong? What's wrong?" My husband's weak voice came through. Clearly, his wife's scream had made him, lying in a pool of blood, very uneasy, but he didn't know what had happened.

"Mom, Mom, sob, Mom, what's wrong? Mom." My daughter's cries also came through. Her trembling sobs made my heart ache and I became anxious. I thought that if my pregnant daughter hurt the baby, it would be bad.

"It's okay, I'm okay." I quickly gritted my teeth and tried to speak calmly.

"Shut up, if you scream again I'll stab you both." The man scolded, "Don't make me do it, be good, or it will hurt a lot." As he spoke, he tapped my lower abdomen a few times with the tip of the knife.

I was wearing a suit jacket over a white shirt, a pencil skirt, and knee-high boots. Because of my job, I always dressed professionally and elegantly. Looking at the man's fierce eyes, as if he would kill my family if I refused, I helplessly closed my eyes and stood before him, unbuttoning my shirt one button at a time.

When my large breasts, encased in a white bra, were exposed to this stranger who had barged into my home, tears of humiliation streamed down my face. I desperately pulled the shirt open, allowing the man to fondle my breasts with his filthy hands.

"Fuck, they're huge," the man said, satisfied with the pleasure and feel my breasts gave him. "The nipples aren't small either, hehe, I didn't realize you had such beautiful breasts." He ripped off my bra and pinched my nipples with his fingers. I stood there, my body ice-cold, trembling as he played with my breasts.

The man showed no mercy, his large hands pinching my breasts harder and harder, causing me excruciating pain. I dared not cry out, lest my husband and daughter outside hear and something worse happen. I could only bite my lip tightly, enduring the gradual numbness in my breasts.

After playing for a while, the man opened his mouth and bit down, sucking and biting repeatedly. My peanut-sized nipple felt like it was about to fall off under his teeth, causing excruciating pain.

"Waaah, please be gentle, be gentle..." I sobbed softly, pleading. The man was unmoved by my pleas, continuing to gnaw at my breast.

"Lift up your skirt," he said after biting for a while, spitting out my nipple.

Was he going to rape me? That was my first thought, and I almost collapsed.

"Please, no, please, I'm over forty! Waaah, please, I really can't! Please!" As a traditional woman, I've always believed that chastity is a woman's most precious possession. I would only give it to my beloved husband, not let a dirty, filthy migrant worker barge into my home and shove his filthy, terrifying penis into my vagina, which should only belong to my husband, and then fill it with disgusting semen. But what he said next made me give up my newly formed resistance.

"Is that your daughter outside? She looks a lot like you." The man looked up at me. "With such a big belly, do you think if I did that to her, wouldn't it kill both of us?" "No, no..." My daughter's cries never stopped. Tonight's events had already greatly traumatized my pregnant daughter. How could I let this man violate my daughter as well?

"I'll take it off, I'll take it off." After saying that, I cried and grabbed the hem of my skirt, my two clenched hands trembling uncontrollably. I gritted my teeth and pulled it up, and the skirt that tightly covered my buttocks was pulled down to my waist, revealing my black pantyhose and underwear.

"Haha, so sexy, dressed so provocatively. Keep going, hurry up, take it off yourself." I saw the man swallow hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, clearly aroused by my crotch. How could this be? Why? Why is God punishing me like this? What did I do wrong?

My pantyhose and underwear were already pulled down to my knees, blocked by my thigh-high boots; they couldn't go any lower.

"So much hair, so beautiful. Are all rich women's pussy this beautiful?" The man sitting on the bed looked up at me, who was crying and trembling, and rubbed my genitals with his rough hands. He then inserted his fingers directly into my vagina between my labia and began to stir them.

I swayed like I was having a seizure, my legs could no longer support me, so I had to put my hands on the man's shoulders, my genitals twitching as the man manipulated my most mysterious and precious private parts.

"Lie down." After manipulating me for a while, the man pulled me, who was moving slowly, and pushed me against the edge of the bed. "Damn it, come here, let me fuck your pussy and see if rich women's pussy is more enjoyable." I didn't beg or resist. From the moment I unbuttoned my clothes, I knew this beast wouldn't let me go. I just hoped that after he vented inside me, he wouldn't hurt my family.

I braced myself on the soft mattress, my thighs unable to separate due to my pantyhose and underwear being pulled down to my knees. I had to spread them as wide as I could, but even so, the man standing behind me could still clearly see my full, juicy vaginal opening through my high-raised buttocks.

"Ptooey!" The man spat on my labia with the saliva in his palm. A hot, thick glans slowly parted my labia, gently thrusting into my body.

"Fuck you, that's really good." The man's thick penis was fully inserted, the tight, wet walls of my vagina enveloping his cock, making him exclaim in admiration, "Damn, a forty-something woman's cunt is pretty good. Looks like your man doesn't use it much. Let me give you a good whack." His penis pounded against my genitals like a pile driver. Each thrust felt like it was going to pierce through my genitals. The savage and rapid thrusting made me clench my teeth tightly, afraid that if I opened my mouth, I would let out a shrill scream.

"Jiali, what's wrong with you? You beast! What have you done to my wife? Jiali, Jiali!" The loud sounds of flesh colliding made the husband realize what was happening inside the house. His beloved woman was being raped by another man. Each loud and clear impact felt like a knife stabbing into his heart. "Beast, let her go! You fucking beast! Jiali, Jiali, I'm sorry, I'm useless! I didn't protect you!" I'm sorry, husband, I've been raped. I've been brutally raped by a beast. Your beloved wife is right next door, her ass sticking out as another man's disgusting, filthy penis is penetrating the genitals that should belong to you.

"Waaah, Mom, Mom, waaah..." The daughter cried out for her mother. But the mother was standing shamefully on the ground, being penetrated by a thick, large penis in the place where you were born. This beast is not human; he wants to fuck your mother's genitals until they're ruined.

"What are you yelling for, you bastard? I'm just playing with your wife's little cunt. Besides, it was your wife who let me fuck her by lying down on her own." The crying and cursing of his daughter and husband outside seemed to excite the man even more, and he thrust faster and harder into her vagina. "Your wife's little cunt is really hot, it grips my big cock tightly as soon as it goes in. Can't you satisfy your wife? I'll give her a good time today." "Ah!!!!" Amidst the husband's curses and the daughter's crying, I was ejaculated inside by the man behind me. The moment the semen shot inside, I couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

I lay on the edge of the bed, my legs trembling as if in spasms, feeling a warm flow slowly flowing from my aching vaginal opening, all the way down to my thighs.

"Waaah, waaah..." I pounded on the soft mattress, shedding tears of humiliation for the woman's vulva.

"That was fucking awesome." The man, satisfied, pulled up his pants and walked out. Standing in the doorway, he yelled at me, who was still sobbing by the bed, "Hurry up, you son of a bitch, what's wrong? Your legs are too weak to walk anymore?" I had no choice but to stand up, pulling up my stockings and underwear at the knees as I walked out. But before I could tidy myself up, the man grabbed my arm and dragged

me out. "You son of a bitch, what are you wearing? We've already done it, why are you pretending to be a virgin, you bastard." My stockings weren't even pulled up, my skirt was bunched up at the waist, and my large breasts were still swaying. I appeared before my husband, daughter, son-in-law, and mother-in-law in this humiliating and pathetic state.

"I'll kill you!" My husband, lying on the ground and bound, saw his wife's miserable state and naked body, with semen still dripping between her legs.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!" The husband twisted his body, but due to excessive bleeding and his bound limbs, he could only writhe wildly in place.

"Mom..."

My daughter's voice made me turn around. I saw my daughter, bound hand and foot, sitting on the sofa, looking at me, her mother, in a terrified and disheveled state. Her heaving chest proved that she was in great distress, and her swollen belly swayed with her trembling.

My mother-in-law was beside her, tears streaming down her face, leaning against her granddaughter to comfort her, afraid that her daughter's agitation would harm the baby.

"Dahai, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." I squatted on the ground, hugging my knees, unable to bear looking at the anger and heartbreak in my husband's eyes. Your beloved wife no longer has the right to love you. She is a woman who has been impregnated, her genitals filled with filthy semen.

"Come on, you slut, suck my cock, in front of your man and your kids, suck my big cock that just finished fucking your pussy." The man grabbed my hair and slapped my tear-streaked, pale face with his sticky, limp cock. "Bitch, don't push your luck. I'm telling you, if you don't eat it today, I'll make that little cunt and the old cunt eat it. Hurry up, fuck, you're so fucking cheap." Tears streaming down my face, I opened my mouth in front of my family and took in that meat stick that made me wish I were dead.

"Fuck you, use your tongue, haven't you ever eaten a man's cock before, you slut, yes, that's it, so slutty, haha, your wife's mouth is really nice, do you often suck cock for her? Your oral skills are so good, you can tell she's a slut who eats cock all the time." The man proudly pulled my hair and fucked my mouth like a cunt, while mocking his beloved wife to his husband who was in pain and helpless on the ground.

"Little beauty, look at her, look at your mother, haha, isn't she a slut? She's so old and still dresses so provocatively every day. Does she often cheat on her good-for-nothing father? Look, your mother is licking her dick with her tongue." The man then spoke to his crying daughter on the opposite sofa. "Little beauty, just now when your mother heard I was going to fuck you, she obediently stripped off her clothes and begged me to fuck her cunt. Didn't you see how her ass was shaking? It was so slutty." "You beast!" I spat out the penis in my mouth and punched the man's legs with my fists. "You raped me, why do you still have to humiliate me like this? Waaah, why?" I couldn't bear this beast's humiliation any longer. Inside the house, for my daughter and for the safety of my family, I could strip naked and let this beast gnaw on my breasts and fuck my cunt. But this beast still had to humiliate a woman whose life had been ruined in front of my beloved husband and daughter. "You're not human, you're a beast, waah..." "Fuck you, you slut." The man slapped me across the face, and I fell to the ground in pain. The man climbed on top of me and tore at my pantyhose and underwear hanging on my knees. "I love seeing a rich and happy woman like you suffer like this. I want to torture you, torture you in front of your husband and child. I'm going to fuck you right now." He cursed as he tore at the already ripped pantyhose.

"Let me go, you beast, you'll die a horrible death, waah, husband, save me, save me..." I clung tightly to my thin pantyhose with both hands, kicking wildly at the man on top of me. "No, no, ah!!!" But no matter how I resisted, how could a woman who had just been raped be a match for a laborer who sat doing hard labor all day long? The man's penis penetrated my lower body once again. My legs were lifted high by the man, and his thick penis was thrusting in and out of my flesh hole rapidly and violently. "Waaah, you beast, you beast..." I covered my face and refused to look at the man's hideous face on top of me. Tears streamed down my face through my fingers.

"Let her go, let her go! I beg you, I beg you!" The husband watched helplessly as I was raped so close to him, a penis thrusting haphazardly inside his wife. Her painful screams and trembling body told him that his wife was enduring immense humiliation and excruciating pain.

The husband pleaded, cried, and cursed, but nothing could change the fact that the beast on top of me was filling my vagina with his semen again.

I curled up in a ball, sobbing, while the beast sat beside me, touching my buttocks.

"Don't touch me! Don't! Waaah, you're not human..." I was almost collapsing. The thought of my husband and family witnessing my humiliation, the image of his penis withdrawing from my vagina and the gush of white semen, made me want to die. But even death, without this beast's consent, was a luxury I couldn't hope for.

I was completely naked except for the boots on my feet. Tears streamed down my face as I cooked. The man sat at the coffee table, smoking, drinking, and eating the food I had prepared, completely at ease like the master of the house. And I, the true mistress of the house, was naked, his semen still dripping between my legs, cooking him a delicious meal so he could recharge and unleash his inhuman bestiality on my body.

"Don't touch my mother! She's sixty!" My husband's shout jolted me from my daze. I dropped the unfinished food and stumbled out, only to find that beast, who was enjoying his meal, pulling my mother-in-law close and groping her. My sixty-year-old mother-in-law, though well-preserved, was still sixty. Even if she had been a beautiful woman in her youth, she was now just an elderly woman with graying temples.

"Your breasts are all sagging like this." The man tore open his mother-in-law's nightgown and took out her two breasts, which sagged like water bags, and squeezed them in his hands. His mother-in-law's body trembled as this man, who was more than ten years younger than her son, played with her body.

"Let me go, I'm sixty years old, older than your mother, this is a sin, sob sob..." His mother-in-law's hands and feet were tied, and even if they weren't tied, how could she be a match for this strong man?

"Please, please let my mother-in-law go, you can play with me if you want, please." I rushed to the man's side and pleaded, pulling at the man's hand that was squeezing my mother-in-law's breasts.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't play with an old cunt like that even if you gave me the chance." The man squeezed my breasts again, "Yours is more exciting, come on, sit on my lap." I had no choice but to sit on the man's other hairy thigh. The man hugged my mother-in-law while holding me, his smelly, greasy mouth alternating between biting and nibbling on my and my mother-in-law's breasts.

My husband lowered his head, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart as I looked at his suppressed sobs. Yes, a man watching his wife and mother being humiliated in the arms of a beast, the intense shame and helplessness he felt made him wish he were dead. His mother's breasts, which had nurtured him, were being bitten and gnawed; his wife's beloved breasts, which she cherished, were being gnawed and gnawed, and he, as a son and husband, was powerless to protect them. All he could do was watch helplessly as his two most beloved women were violated.

"Mmm, delicious, really delicious," I said, feeding the man's large mouth with food I had bitten into.

My mother-in-law was kneeling under the table, sucking on her daughter-in-law's still-slicked-up penis.

I couldn't save her; I was already this beast's plaything myself, how could I save her?

Perhaps this man truly wasn't interested in his elderly mother-in-law, and humiliating her was merely to satisfy his perverse desires. He was only forcing her to kneel and suck his penis, without actually violating her.

"I'm taking your wife and your mother to take a bath." The man, having finished his meal and ejaculated into his mother-in-law's mouth, burped and pulled my mother-in-law and me into the bathroom.

In the large bathtub, my mother-in-law and I lay naked in the man's arms, our bodies being fondled. We were both in the same humiliating position, supporting ourselves on the edge of the tub, the man's penis thrusting in and out of my genitals while his hands gripped the flesh between my mother-in-law's loose buttocks. Semen shot onto our faces.

We bathed for over an hour before the man finally pulled us out, kneeling naked and crawling on our hands and feet.

The husband buried his head in the floor, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand. The son-in-law, seeing my mother-in-law and me crawling out like dogs, quickly turned his head away. The daughter remained on the sofa, her head turned to one side, eyes closed, sobbing softly, unable to bear the sight of her mother and grandmother's humiliated state.

The man sat on the sofa watching TV, while my mother-in-law and I knelt between his legs, licking his now-limp penis and testicles with our tongues, making squeaking sounds.

"Please, let me get the child something to eat. She's pregnant and can't go without food," I pleaded, semen dripping from my mouth.

The man glanced at my daughter, who was trembling in the corner of the sofa. Perhaps satisfied with my lack of resistance, he agreed to my plea.

I quickly wiped the semen from my mouth, went into the kitchen, made a bowl of noodles for my daughter, and brought it out. I went to her side and gently stroked her hair. "Yanyan, eat something." My daughter looked at me with red eyes. "Eat, the baby in your belly needs to eat too. Mom's okay." My daughter burst into tears and threw herself into my naked arms.

I hugged her and comforted her. "Eat, Mom will feed you. Tomorrow will be over, sweetie." My daughter ate the noodles I made for her, mouthful by mouthful, tears streaming down her face. I held my daughter close, my heart aching as I looked at her terrified face.

"Little girl, what do you do for a living?" The man's sudden question startled both of us. I was terrified that the humiliation I had suffered would befall my daughter again. "What are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you." "Please, please! My daughter is so pregnant, it's really not okay! I beg you!" I hugged my daughter tightly, my face filled with horror as I looked at the man on the sofa, his legs spread wide, making my mother-in-law lick his penis. "

Don't worry, I won't have any designs on a pregnant woman. I just want her to come and suck my cock." The man grinned wickedly at my trembling daughter. "It's just sucking my cock. I promise I won't fuck her. If you don't agree, I'll kill your whole family and then fuck this pregnant woman." I shook my head, shaking it violently. I wouldn't hand my daughter over to this beast. Even if he killed me, I wouldn't let him hurt my daughter.

"Mom, it's okay," my daughter suddenly comforted me. "I'll go." "No, Yan Yan, you can't!" I looked at my daughter's resolute face, tears streaming down my face.

"Please, I'll do anything you want, I'll do whatever you want with me, you like to fuck me, fuck my pussy, my mouth, my asshole, you've never played with my asshole before, play with my asshole, please don't hurt my daughter." "Mom..." my daughter screamed hysterically, and I stared blankly at her. "Mom, how could you be so stupid? No matter what you do for me, he'll achieve his goal. What can we do to resist?" I was stunned. Yes, our family is now meat in this wolf's mouth, to be eaten however and whenever he wants. Looking at my husband lying unconscious in a pool of blood, looking at my son-in-law bound hand and foot and his face flushed red, and my mother-in-law kneeling on the ground like a dog, licking the man's testicles with her tongue.

And me, a woman who has already been penetrated several times, how can we save our daughter?

"Haha, your daughter is so sensible. You old hag, you've lived all this life for nothing." The man kicked his mother aside and walked over, his unusually thick penis trembling as he faced his daughter's pale face.

I watched helplessly as my daughter closed her eyes and opened her little mouth. I turned my head away, unable to bear watching any longer. What mother could bear to watch her precious daughter open her little mouth and swallow a scoundrel's cunt without doing anything?

"Oh!!" The man groaned with satisfaction, clearly excited by the pleasure his pregnant daughter's mouth was giving him.

I closed my eyes, unable to bear watching that horrible penis going in and out of my daughter's mouth, but the squeaking sounds of her sucking it were crystal clear in my ears.

"Ugh, ugh..." A few minutes later, my daughter, who had just been ejaculated into my mouth, began to vomit violently, the noodles she had just eaten mixed with the man's semen all over my bare chest.

I held my daughter's head and patted her back, but she continued to vomit, eventually even bringing up bile.

"That's fucking disgusting." The man looked at me with disgust, covered in vomit. "Go wash up, damn it, with your cunt like that, I won't be able to get hard later." I walked into the bathroom, looking back every few steps, and washed my unclean body with the showerhead. A while later, I went outside and saw the man embracing my daughter. The buttons on my daughter's maternity dress were undone, and because of her pregnancy, her breasts were much larger and looked swollen. The man was biting and sucking on my daughter's nipple. My mother-in-law was kneeling at the man's feet, holding his dirty, smelly foot and rubbing it against her sagging breasts, tears streaming down her face as she watched her granddaughter being molested by this beast.

That night, after confirming the ropes binding my husband and son-in-law's hands and feet again, the man gagged them and took my daughter, my mother-in-law, and me to the large bed in the master bedroom. My

daughter leaned against the headboard, her legs forcibly spread apart, and the man buried his head in her genitals, licking her labia. I was under the man's body, my mouth open, and his hard penis was shoved into my throat as I performed oral sex. My mother-in-law was kneeling behind the man's smelly buttocks, licking his anus with the tip of her tongue.

That night, my daughter, except for not being raped, was thoroughly violated all over her body.

I was the worst off. Right next to my daughter and mother-in-law, I was humiliated, my ass spread wide, and the man shoved his penis into my anus. The tearing pain almost made me faint.

"Slut, I'm leaving soon. Thank you for your hospitality." In the morning, the man ate breakfast while my daughter, half-naked, sat on his lap, her breasts being squeezed. My mother-in-law, after the humiliation of the previous night, couldn't get up. In the morning, the man kicked her a few times, but she remained motionless, emitting muffled groans.

After I finished making breakfast, the man dragged me onto the dining table and, in front of the family, violated my anus again.

The man put on his tattered military coat, its bulging pockets full of money and valuable jewelry he had looted. He glanced at me, still motionless on the dining table, and my daughter, limp on the floor clutching her belly, before leaving.

"Husband, believe me, I really wasn't raped by him, sob sob... Please believe me..." The daughter untied the ropes binding her father and husband, and hugged her son-in-law, whose face looked terrible, as she spoke. "Believe me, I didn't, I really didn't! I just... I ate his penis! Waaah, I was forced! What could I do? Waaah..." "It's been over five years, and I haven't called the police. I can't call the police; if I did, my family would be ruined. My mother-in-law died of shame not long after that incident. My husband watched helplessly as his wife was raped, and his mother and daughter were stripped naked and humiliated. He suffered immense mental trauma, became an alcoholic, and died of a stroke a few years ago. My daughter's husband couldn't believe that beast would let his beautiful young wife go. After that incident, he was no longer as considerate to his daughter, often making sarcastic remarks. Shortly after his daughter gave birth to a baby girl, he cheated on her and divorced her. Now, my daughter, granddaughter, and I live in another city. I really don't want to relive that agonizing past." Zhang Jiali finished telling the whole story in tears. The incident was clearly deeply etched in her heart; time could not erase the shame and blow it brought.

[The End]

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