Mother and child trapped on a cannibal island

"Ugh, what's going on? My head hurts so much." When Tsuna woke up, he felt a splitting headache.

He tried to move his limbs but found himself tied to a tree.

He was clearly on a trip with his mother, so where was he?

Tsuna looked around. In the distance, he saw a cluster of houses made of grass and wood, and people coming and going

were dressed in leaves and animal skins, carrying simple stone tools. This seemed to be a primitive tribe.

Oh, right.

Tsuna suddenly remembered that the ship he and his mother were on had an accident at sea, and they, along with several other tourists,

had drifted to a deserted island in a lifeboat.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they landed on the island, they were attacked by the island's inhabitants. Tsuna was hit on the back of the head with a wooden stick

and then passed out.

Then it suddenly dawned on him—oh no, where's Mom? Could she have been captured too?

Panicked, Tsuna looked around and saw his mother, Chen Hongjuan, bound hand and foot, hanging from a tree.

Chen Hongjuan, 37 years old this year, has skin as smooth as a young girl's thanks to proper maintenance. Her fair, oval

face and two curved willow-leaf eyebrows exude the classical beauty of an Eastern woman. Her slightly upturned lips, especially her diamond-shaped mouth, give her a

very approachable look.

At this moment, she is still wearing a dress from the cruise ship—a black short-sleeved top paired with an apricot-yellow long skirt.

Suspended in mid-air, she looks like a morning glory about to bloom.

Whenever a gentle breeze blows, her fair, delicate feet, clad in crystal sandals,

peek out from under the skirt like flower stamens.

A-Gang saw that his mother's eyes were closed but her breathing was steady, suggesting she hadn't woken up after fainting. He called out,

"Mom, Mom, wake up, Mom!"

Hearing her son's voice, Chen Hongjuan slowly opened her eyes.

She stirred and realized she was hanging from a tree.

"Ah, Gang, what's going on? Where are we?"

"Mom, we've been captured by savages..."

"Ah!!!!" Gang's words were interrupted by Chen Hongjuan's scream. She saw

a wooden stick stuck in the ground not far from her, with a woman's head impaled on the top.

Gang followed his mother's gaze and saw the head as well. He recognized the head as belonging to the

woman who had been on the same lifeboat as them.

Oh no, had they encountered the legendary cannibals? The thought sent a chill down Gang's spine.

At this moment, Chen Hongjuan's scream had alerted the local tribesmen in the distance. Several men carrying stone spears and ropes

approached.

Gang hurriedly called out, "Mom, Mom, stop screaming! They're coming!"

Chen Hongjuan also saw the tribesmen. They were all tall and strong, their exposed skin

glistening in the sun.

They mumbled incomprehensible words, their cold eyes scanning Chen

Hongjuan up and down.

Chen Hongjuan was terrified by their piercing gazes; her mind went blank, and she could only

open her mouth but couldn't utter a sound.

A local man approached and grabbed Chen Hongjuan's legs, his dark face

burying itself between her legs like a wild boar, snorting and grunting.

The man's face was filled with ecstasy; the scent of Chen Hongjuan was unlike

anything he had ever smelled on any woman in the tribe.

Chen Hongjuan screamed in terror. She thought, "This is it. These barbarians might

do something. They might really kill and eat me. They might

devour me alive like wild beasts. Oh God, this is too horrible."

Terrified, Chen Hongjuan trembled like a rabbit. Although she knew no one would come to her rescue

, she couldn't help but scream, "Ah, help! Help! I don't want to die! Don't eat me! Help!"

She screamed and struggled desperately, but she was no match for the indigenous man. Her

pale ankles thrashed about like a mermaid's tail, but she couldn't break free from his iron-

like arms.

The other indigenous men laughed heartily at Chen Hongjuan's panicked state; for them, nothing

was more exciting than the desperate screams of their prey.

Seeing this, A-Gang felt an indescribable anxiety. What if these savages really ate his mother?

No, he had to save her.

Although he thought this, what could A-Gang do, tied to a tree and barely able to save himself?

He mustered his courage and roared a few times, but all he got in return was a flurry of blows from the indigenous men's sticks.

At this moment, several locals who had been watching also came up. They hurriedly untied Chen Hongjuan from the tree,

some by her hands and others by her legs, lifting her like a newly captured doe to a clearing nearby

.

They chatted and laughed in their own language as they began tearing at Chen Hongjuan's clothes. To onlookers,

they might have looked like hunters celebrating their harvest.

Chen Hongjuan struggled incessantly, but to the strong men, her struggles were like a domesticated

cat rubbing against its owner's ankle.

They forcefully grabbed Chen Hongjuan's hands and feet, and one of the locals

ripped off her long skirt with a tearing sound.

The smooth silk still carried the scent of a woman, and the local couldn't resist covering his face with the skirt,

vigorously rubbing it back and forth while greedily inhaling Chen Hongjuan's fragrance.

A-Gang, watching the men tear at his mother's clothes and hearing her terrified screams, felt

a strange excitement instead of anger.

Perhaps driven by the naive fantasies and desires of a young boy, or perhaps by the primal human yearning for blood and violence

, A-Gang felt a surge of heat in his head, and his shorts involuntarily pitched a small tent

.

He couldn't help but fantasize about becoming one of those natives, tearing at women's clothes and enjoying

their screams, and that poor woman was his own mother, Chen Hongjuan.

On one hand, he felt guilty towards his mother, blaming himself for having such wicked thoughts about her; on the other

hand, this forbidden guilt only fueled the boy's excitement.

Anyway, he was powerless, so he resigned himself to fate.

A-Gang watched helplessly as the local men continued to tear at his mother's clothes. They ripped off her

top and pulled off her bra, exposing her breasts, which had once nurtured him, to the barbarians

.

His mother, Chen Hongjuan, didn't have large breasts; an adult man could just barely grasp them with one hand.

Because she was lying flat on the ground, the two soft mounds of flesh drooped slightly to the sides under gravity,

changing from a hemispherical shape to two teardrop shapes.

At the top of her breasts, two peanut-like nipples trembled slightly with her fearful trembling, looking

indescribably cute.

A local man pinched his mother's nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisted it, and lifted her breast slightly. Then,

he mumbled a few words, seemingly complaining that his mother's breasts weren't plump enough. "

Hmph, what ignorant barbarians! Those are the breasts that nourished me, the most beautiful and succulent flesh in the world!"

Thinking of this, Ah Gang felt a surge of heat, wishing he could pounce on his mother's chest right now and

taste that beautiful flesh.

At this moment, Chen Hongjuan was almost in despair. The long suspension and the violent struggle had left her body

aching unbearably, and her hoarse screams made her throat burn like fire.

Tears streamed down her face as she looked up at the sky, silently praying.

"Oh God, if you have any pity on me, let me die quickly, don't let these savages torture me anymore, please

." But heaven did not answer her prayers. These barbarians, like cats that have caught a mouse,

will not kill their prey until they have had their fun.

They tore off Chen Hongjuan's underwear, and one of the natives brandished the white cloth on his spear,

emitting a monkey-like howl, which drew laughter from the other natives.

At this moment, Chen Hongjuan had lost her last piece of clothing, and the most sacred

yet most shameful part of a woman, especially a mother, was exposed.

Her pubic hair was very thick, dark like a clump of weeds on her slightly raised mons pubis.

Underneath the long pubic hair was her vulva, which, in middle age, was no longer as

pink as in her youth; the two thick labia were a grape-skin purple, gleaming strangely in the sunlight.

Through the gap between her labia, one could vaguely see the tender, moist folds of flesh inside. Such

a vulva might not possess the beauty of a young girl's, but its allure was no less.

Perhaps men are born with a shared ability to discern women. Despite their different races and languages,

the local men fell silent upon seeing Chen Hongjuan's plump vulva.

They stared intently at her crotch, swallowing hard and making gurgling

sounds.

Chen Hongjuan, already a wife and mother, understood what this meant. Having already given up hope, she

began to struggle again.

"Help! No! I don't want to be raped! Help!"

However, her struggles only fueled the men's desire to conquer her. One of the locals, unable to resist, knelt

between her legs.

He ripped off his animal-skin apron, revealing a dark, long spear between his legs. Chen Hongjuan

almost fainted at the sight. Good heavens, how could it be so long? It was practically a beast's thing!

Terrified, Chen Hongjuan screamed and desperately tried to squeeze her legs together, but the man grabbed her knees and pried her thighs

apart.

Chen Hongjuan cried out in panic, "Ah! Help! No, let me go! No, please kill me

! Ah—"

With a piercing scream, the strong man had already spread her legs and

thrust his penis into her alluring orifice.

The warm, wet sensation excited him immensely, and he roared as he began his brutal conquest.

The man's penis was two sizes larger than her husband's, and Chen Hongjuan felt a tearing

pain in her lower body.

Especially since this guy had no skill and was just brute force, Chen Hongjuan felt as if

she were being pierced through.

The pain caused her to let out cries of agony, which acted like an aphrodisiac, intensifying the man's

brutality.

Amidst the lewd gazes around them, Chen Hongjuan suddenly noticed a pair of different eyes.

Those eyes, though also filled with desire and violence, still held a touch of childlike innocence and naivety. These

eyes pierced her heart like a sword—the eyes of her son, A-Gang. "

God, why are you torturing me like this?

Why are you letting my son see me being raped?"

In endless pain and sorrow, Chen Hongjuan cried out hoarsely, "A-Gang, don't look!

A-Gang, I'm your mother! Please don't look!"

Despite Chen Hongjuan's cries, A-Gang's eyes remained fixed on her,

completely mesmerized by the stimulating scene before him.

He no longer understood the meaning of his mother's cries; they only fueled his excitement and made him even more unable to extricate himself.

In his mind, he had already imagined himself as the man riding on his mother; to him, she

was merely a woman who could further ignite his animalistic desires.

Scream, scream, Mom, I want you, you're mine.

I want to fuck you, I want to fuck you to death and then eat you.

Ah, Mom, you're mine.

Thinking this, Tsuna felt as if he had suddenly choked on strong liquor, his head spinning, his soul seemingly about to leave

his body. An uncontrollable heat surged in his lower abdomen, and wave after wave of scalding semen

erupted amidst his fantasies of his mother.

The natives' revelry continued; these savages seemed to have inexhaustible energy to

vent on this poor woman.

At this moment, Chen Hongjuan was utterly desperate. Her resistance to the rape had been utterly futile, and her attempts to rouse

her son's consciousness had also failed.

She no longer even had the will to blame fate; she was like a corpse, allowing these savages

to repeatedly possess her body.

The men, however, seemed to revel in their actions. One moment they would hoist her legs onto their shoulders, the next they would

press her knees against their chests, then they would position her in a doggy-style position, and then they would lift her upside down and toy with her. While

a prey that knows how to resist is certainly interesting, isn't a doll that is completely obedient also endlessly pleasurable?

The brutal gang rape continued until evening. Perhaps exhausted or hungry, the locals

began gathering firewood, while others began sharpening their stone knives and axes. It seemed they were finally going to execute Chen Hongjuan

.

At this moment, Chen Hongjuan had completely lost the will to resist. Although no one was holding her anymore, she simply

lay on her back, her empty eyes wide open, motionless.

A-Gang, who had witnessed the entire gang rape, was now soaked in a muddy mess, but after his desires

were satisfied, his senses finally returned.

Recalling his earlier outburst, he felt both ashamed and guilty. That was his mother! How could he

have such thoughts about her?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cry out through tears, "Mom, Mom, are you alright? Mom, I, I'm so sorry

..."

He couldn't continue, his sobs breaking out.

Heartbroken, Chen Hongjuan heard her son's cries, and tears welled up in her empty eyes again.

"A-Gang, good son, it's not your fault. You're still young, it's Mom who's sorry..."

"Mom..."

"A-Gang," Chen Hongjuan said, wiping away her tears.

"I'm so happy you've come to your senses. You're my good son. They're going to kill me

and eat me soon. You have to be strong, you have to find a way to survive, okay?"

Ah Gang was filled with shame and sorrow, and could only grit his teeth, suppressing his tears as he nodded.

Seeing her son's expression, Chen Hongjuan felt a surge of relief. She smiled lovingly at Ah Gang and said,

"Yes, that's my good son. Even if I die, I can die in peace."

At this moment, the natives prepared their slaughtering tools. They lifted Chen Hongjuan onto a blue stone slab, four

men holding her hands and feet to prevent her from escaping, while a native held a stone knife against her soft, white stomach.

Facing death, Chen Hongjuan was still terrified. She closed her eyes tightly, unable to look any longer, her long eyelashes trembling

.

The primitive stone knife was far less sharp than an iron blade, so the native butcher could only use his palm to press the blade against Chen

Hongjuan's stomach, gradually applying pressure.

Feeling the increasing pressure of the hard stone knife on her stomach, she dared not even breathe.

She knew death was drawing ever closer, hoping it would end quickly while simultaneously fearing

her stomach would burst at the slightest breath. "

Oh, my stomach hurts so much.

Please, stop torturing me, just let me die already!"

Her soft belly sank deeper under the pressure of the hard stone knife, and cold sweat beaded on Chen Hongjuan's forehead in fear and terror

.

Just then, the native butcher wielding the knife let out a low growl, his elastic abdominal muscles finally giving way

under the pressure of the stone knife, and he sprang up with a "plop," the knife sinking deep into Chen Hongjuan's abdomen.

The excruciating pain of the stone knife piercing her abdomen caused Chen Hongjuan to let out a piercing scream, her ivory-carved limbs

convulsing violently.

If it weren't for the four men holding her down, she would have almost jumped up.

The butcher continued to cut open Chen Hongjuan's belly with his stone knife. The dull knife could only saw through the

tender flesh, pulling and slicing back and forth.

This time, Chen Hongjuan was in excruciating pain; the tearing of the stone knife felt as if hundreds of

vultures were gnawing at her flesh. "

Oh God, oh God, it hurts so much!

These barbarians, cut off my head! Let me die!"

With each scream of agony, Chen Hongjuan's belly was completely ripped open.

Pale yellow fat and bright red muscle flared out like blooming flowers, and her pink intestines

spilled out like children eagerly leaving school.

The butcher pushed the intestines aside with his arm, and a large hand reached into Chen Hongjuan's belly, finding

the junction between the intestines and the anus.

He pinched the soft flesh with his fingernails and ripped her intestines apart. Chen Hongjuan screamed in agony

, her body arching upwards like a shrimp as her slippery intestines spilled out.

Long intestines, a flat stomach, bright red liver and gallbladder, dark red spleen—the butcher removed

Chen Hongjuan's internal organs piece by piece, each removal causing her to scream in pain.

Once the organs in her abdominal cavity were removed, the butcher's large hand reached for her chest cavity.

By this time, Chen Hongjuan was already somewhat delirious from blood loss. She vaguely felt as if

a large snake had torn through her diaphragm and crawled into her chest cavity.

Oh, right, it wasn't a snake, it was a savage's arm.

They're finally going to kill me; it's all finally going to end.

Just then, Chen Hongjuan suddenly felt a pang of heartache. She couldn't help but widen her eyes and open her mouth as if to

vomit something.

Immediately afterward, a sharp pain shot through her chest, and then the world fell silent.

The butcher ripped out Chen Hongjuan's heart and lungs; now all her organs had

been removed, leaving only her alluring flesh.

The natives used coconuts they had mined to wash away the blood, then

stuffed her body with mangoes, bananas, and other fruits before stitching up the wound on her abdomen with bone needles.

Finally, two strong men inserted a long wooden stick into her brown anus and

out through her mouth. The tormented Chen Hongjuan was roasted over a campfire like a fat sheep.

Under the heat of the campfire, the sweet aroma of fruit mingled with the fragrance of roasted meat emanated 　　from Chen Hongjuan's body .

The entire tribe, young and old, gathered around the fragrant roasted meat, singing and dancing, creating a lively and joyful scene

.

Some used stone knives to cut off thick pieces of fatty leg meat and devoured them, others used stone axes to chop off tender sections of arm

and gnaw on them, and still others simply tore slices of fruit-scented pork belly from Chen Hongjuan's belly and wolfed them

down.

A young boy, holding a glistening, roasted, tender hoof, emerged from the crowd

.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he sat down not far from A-Gang and began to gnaw on Chen Hongjuan's hoof

.

He first opened his mouth and took the smallest toe into his mouth, gently licking the slippery, tender meat with his tongue before swallowing it

.

Having tasted this rare delicacy, he smacked his lips happily and

devoured the tender flesh from the other four toes in one go.

However, this small amount of tender flesh didn't fill his stomach at all; instead, it whetted his appetite.

This time, he no longer chewed slowly as before. Instead, he bit down on Chen Hongjuan's rounded heel,

then pulled hard on his neck, tearing off a large piece of tendon. The splattering oil even landed on A-

Gang's face.

He didn't care, just chewing the delicious tendon in large mouthfuls until he had finished the entire tender foot,

still chewing on a piece of bone with a satisfying crunch.

After finishing the tender foot, the boy swaggered away, leaving a pile of lustrous, jade-like bones

in front of A-Gang.

Looking at his mother's foot bones, A-Gang felt a mix of emotions. He was saddened by his mother's departure, yet he couldn't help but

fantasize about the deliciousness of her flesh, and at the same time, he blamed himself for such desecration of his mother.

Finally, remembering his mother's last words, he could only say to her foot bones, "I'm sorry, Mom, I

still can't let go of those messy thoughts. Perhaps I'll only

remember you in a special way from now on.

I'm sorry, Mom, I'm not a good son, but you will always be my good mother. I've

remembered your words, and I must find a way to survive."

After a while, the tribesmen had eaten Chen Hongjuan's beautiful flesh clean.

Only her still beautiful head remained, which they hung on a wooden pole and stuck together with the previous head.

The people in the tribe were exhausted after a day of turmoil, and after tidying everything up, they all went to sleep.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, A-Gang broke the rope binding his hands and escaped the tribe. Of course, he didn't forget to take his mother

Chen Hongjuan's head with him.

At dawn, A-Gang encountered search and rescue teams on the beach. They were all greatly shocked when they heard about A-Gang's ordeal

.

As Tsuna left the deserted island in a speedboat, he couldn't help but gaze at the island and think to himself, "I will never

forget what happened here, Mom. You will live forever in my heart."

Thinking this, he tightened his arms around his mother's severed head.

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