Wen Sisi, who is imprisoned

01 Incestuous Encounters

Low laughter and eerie smacking sounds drifted from the secluded cave.
Hidden among the roses, Wen Sisi peeked shyly yet curiously through a crack in the rocks.
This was the Wen family's summer retreat, a rockery built of Taihu stones, hollow inside, furnished with comfortable mats and everyday items. While other places were hot in the summer, this place was cool and refreshing. Wen Sisi's father, Wen Runzhi, used to bring her here to play.
But now Wen Runzhi was bedridden and unable to get up, so who was playing inside?
Wen Sisi found a small, round hole, pressed her eye against it, and tried to see.
Two mounds of white, tender flesh came into view. It was Qiao, Wen Runzhi's newly acquired concubine from the previous year, naked, eyes closed, facing Wen Sisi with her legs spread. One hand was pressing and rubbing her clitoris, while the other was thrusting in and out of her vagina. Glistening vaginal fluid flowed continuously from her vulva, some trickling down her thighs, others dripping onto the ground with soft splattering sounds.
Behind Qiao, a man whose face was obscured held her around the waist, a bare, muscular thigh extending between her legs, pressing against her vulva, rubbing it in rhythm with her fingers, eliciting trembling moans from her. The man's hands grasped one of her breasts, kneading and caressing them, shaping her two white, tender breasts into various forms.
"Master, I'm so itchy, hurry and penetrate me!" Qiao groaned.
“Slut, I have no interest in fucking your filthy hole.” A cold, hard male voice spoke slowly.
Wen Sisi was startled. Why did that voice sound so familiar? Could it be…?
Another panting female voice followed: “Master, you keep teasing us but won’t fuck us. You’re torturing us to death.” It was Chunxia, another concubine of Wen Runzhi.
The man sneered and said, “Haven’t I fucked you enough every day, you slutty bitches!”
“Master’s thing is soft and small. How can it compare to yours?” Qiao Shi said breathlessly.
A loud slap rang out as the man viciously struck Qiao's face, leaving several finger marks on her fair cheek. He grabbed a long, black rod from the bed and thrust it into her vagina with a soft "plop," coldly saying, "You slut, what business is it of yours to interfere in men's affairs!" Qiao screamed
, suddenly gasping for breath, and said intermittently, "Master, harder, harder, fuck me harder!" "
Slut!" the man slapped her several more times.
Qiao cried out, a stream of white fluid gushing from her vagina. She convulsed, hanging on the man's legs, having climaxed.
The man disgustedly shook her, throwing her to the ground, and kicked her again, cursing, "Slut, you've dirtied my legs."
As Qiao fell, the man's face, which had been hidden in the darkness, was revealed. Wen Sisi's eyes widened; it was indeed her elder brother, Wen Yu!
Wen Yu was also completely naked, revealing his muscular abdomen and thick, long penis. Half of it was in Chunxia's mouth; although she tried her best to swallow, she could only manage to swallow most of it, the rest sticking out—its size was astonishing.
"Master, fuck me," Chunxia said indistinctly, sucking on his penis with ecstasy.
Wen Yu pulled his black penis from Qiao's vagina, still dripping with her vaginal fluids, and with a soft "plop," thrust it back into Chunxia's vagina. Chunxia let out a long, pleasurable cry.
Wen Sisi felt a heat in her lower abdomen, as if something was flowing down her underpants. Her legs went weak, and her breathing became rapid. She dared not look any longer and could only slowly stand up, leaning against the stone wall, and quietly inching away.
But she was disoriented and weak all over; her embroidered shoes stepped on a small pebble, and she stumbled, letting out a cry of surprise.
"Who?" Wen Yu kicked Chunxia aside from inside the cave and rushed out, his massive member sticking out.
He only saw a shadow of a pale yellow dress, but his gaze immediately darkened. Very well, it was that slut's daughter.
Night fell, and Wen Sisi soaked in the bathtub, her mind unsettled.
The scene in the cave during the day replayed in her mind: the man's thick, long penis, the woman's wanton moans, the muddy white foam at her vulva… Wen Sisi felt something seeping out from below, slowly dissolving into the water…
She felt her vulva growing increasingly itchy and empty, as if countless ants were gnawing at her, an unbearable itch.
In her dazed state, Wen Sisi recalled Qiao Shi's appearance and placed a hand on her protruding clitoris, gently scratching it.
"Ah!" she gasped briefly, her whole body trembling. An unprecedented pleasure exploded in her mind, and she almost immediately ejaculated a large amount of fluid.
The water in the bathtub grew colder and colder. In the quiet of the night, the pampered daughter of the Wen family, secluded in her chambers, repeatedly used her delicate white fingers to guide herself into a lewd and decadent pleasure she had never experienced before…

02 Death

“Master, Chunxia is in the eldest master’s room…” the steward stammered.
Two flushes appeared on Wen Runzhi’s ashen face. He gasped, “Where is Qiao Shi? Where are Yan Niang and the others?”
“They were all in the eldest master’s room last night…”
“You unfilial son! You unfilial son! I’m going to report him to the authorities! I’m going to kill him!” Wen Runzhi cried out, suddenly coughing up a mouthful of blood and collapsing by the bedside.
“Master, Master?” The steward called several times without response, then immediately ran out shouting, “Someone! Get a doctor!”
At noon, the Wen mansion was stripped of all its brightly colored decorations, becoming a sea of white from the inside out. Wen Runzhi had passed away.
Wen Sisi, dressed in a straw raincoat, knelt behind a white mourning curtain, weeping bitterly.
The matriarch of the Wen family, Wen Yu's mother, had long since passed away, and his second wife, Zhao Shi—Wen Sisi's birth mother—had also died several years ago. Now, only Wen Yu and his sister Wen Sisi remained in the vast mansion.
"What should we do with Master's concubines and maids?" the steward cautiously asked the new master, Wen Yu.
"Sell them," Wen Yu said coldly.
The steward hesitated. "Won't it sound bad if word gets out?"
"They're either from brothels or brought up by servants. Do you expect me to support them?" Wen Yu glared at him.
The steward felt a chill and hurriedly bowed his head and retreated.
Wen Yu glanced at the mourning curtain, and Wen Sisi felt a chill seep from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. She immediately understood that she probably couldn't stay in this house any longer and had to find a way to leave quickly.
She and Wen Yu were enemies—the enemies who had killed her mother, sworn enemies!
Wen Sisi lowered her head, not daring to utter a sound, only silently shedding tears.
By nightfall, Wen Runzhi's concubines had all been dealt with, and his usual stewards had been purged, replaced by Wen Yu's men.
The filial sons and daughters were to keep vigil throughout the night, but the servants did not bring Wen Sisi any clothes or bedding, leaving her kneeling on the cold ground without even a bite to eat or drink.
At the second watch of the night, Wen Yu gave a signal, and all the servants withdrew, leaving only him and his sister in the mourning hall. Against the backdrop of the stark white prayer flags, the atmosphere became even more eerie and terrifying.
Wen Sisi's knees were already swollen and red, but she dared not complain. Now, as an orphan, her
fate was entirely in Wen Yu's hands; she dared not provoke him. Wen Sisi was filled with endless sorrow. Her mother, Zhao, had been a concubine, using every means to gain entry into the family, even causing the death of Wen Yu's pregnant mother. Hatred had long been sown, and Wen Yu's current
desire to punish her was not without reason. However, since she had grown up, she had clearly tried her best to make amends. She still remembered how Zhao had instigated Wen Runzhi to beat Wen Yu, and how she had thrown herself upon him, enduring three strokes before Wen Runzhi had no choice but to stop. Was her elder brother only filled with hatred?
The third watch drum sounded. Wen Sisi's tears had dried completely. She leaned numbly against a pillar, mechanically rubbing her aching knees.
A long, dark shadow, stretched by the candlelight, pressed down on her.
Wen Sisi shuddered and stammered, "Elder brother..."
"You wretch, you dare call me elder brother!" Wen Yu, usually skilled in martial arts and powerfully strong, grabbed the delicate Wen Sisi as if she were an ant. His eyes burned with hatred, twisting his handsome face into a grotesque grimace.
"Wraith! Wraith! Why didn't your wretched mother die back then!" Wen Yu shoved Wen Sisi away forcefully, and she crashed onto the black lacquered coffin with a hollow sound.
A sharp pain shot through her forehead, and warm liquid trickled down, indicating she had been injured.
Before Wen Sisi could even cry out in pain, Wen Yu had already pounced on her, roughly lifting her mourning clothes and tossing them upwards. His cold hand then shoved into her underpants and pulled them down, forcefully pressing her against the coffin. He coldly said, "You slut, I'll fuck you to death right here in front of this old man!"

Wen

Sisi, terrified, no longer caring about angering Wen Yu, screamed, "Elder brother, brother, no! I'm your own sister!"
"Slut, you're the bastard born of that old slut, what does it have to do with me!" Wen Yu grabbed her hair, pulling her face up, and slapped her across the face.
Wen Sisi's delicate cheek instantly swelled on one side, her hair disheveled, long strands falling loose. Blood from her forehead and mouth, reflected in the dim moonlight and flickering candlelight, made her look like a demon from hell.
The blood aroused Wen Yu; he ripped off his pants, his manhood already erect and throbbing. He grabbed Wen Sisi by the collar and ripped it open with both hands. With a tearing sound, the mourning clothes were ripped in two, exposing Wen Sisi's delicate, fair body to the night wind.
Her breasts, though small, were firm and round; her waist was slender, barely a handful; her thighs were full; her calves were straight; and most beautifully, her pink vulva was completely hairless, smooth, white, and fragrant, revealing a seductive opening.
Wen Yu's manhood hardened again, a trickle of semen glistening in the moonlight.
"Please, brother!" Wen Sisi cried and pleaded, "My mother was wrong, I'll kneel and kowtow to you in her place, please don't do this!"
"Too late." Wen Yu flipped her over, forcefully pressing her back against the coffin, forcing her to stick out her pink, trembling buttocks. He then aimed his terrifyingly large penis at her flower cave, lifted one of her white legs, and thrust in with all his might.
"Ah!" Wen Sisi let out a shrill scream, feeling as if she had been forcibly torn in two at her flower cave. The tearing pain almost made her faint, but Wen Yu gripped her hair tightly to prevent her from falling. He then thrust in and out several times before withdrawing his penis.
The huge, originally deep pink penis was covered with the girl's virgin blood.
Wen Yu sneered, saying, "The old slut's bastard child is nothing more than this!"
He dragged over a long table with offerings, grabbed Wen Sisi, and jumped onto it. He then forcefully pinched Wen Sisi's chin, forcing her naked before Wen Runzhi's deathly face inside the coffin.
"Old man, didn't you want to kill me? I'll let you see how your precious daughter is fucked to death by me." He walked a few steps beside Wen Runzhi, his huge penis stained with Wen Sisi's virgin blood, looking down at his dead father, who could no longer fight him.
Wen Sisi was in tears. The pain on her face, the pain in her lower body, the pain in her heart—overnight, she had fallen from heaven to hell.
Facing Wen Runzhi, Wen Yu forcefully pressed Wen Sisi's waist, forcing her upper body to bend over. Then he spread her slender legs, lifted her buttocks, and forcefully thrust his huge penis inside.
Her flower-like opening was dry and tight, and although there was Wen Sisi's virgin blood, it wasn't enough lubrication. Wen Yu felt the suffocatingly tight flesh walls and the membrane that hadn't been completely broken through again. Filled with deep hatred and intense pleasure, Wen Yu grabbed Wen Sisi's waist and pulled her sharply to his crotch, penetrating her once more.
"Brother, please, please, don't..." Wen Sisi buried her face between her calves, crying helplessly.
"Too late, too late!" Wen Yu's lust was aroused even more by her pitiful appearance. Suddenly, he grabbed her pair of tender breasts and pinched the tender red nipples hard. Wen Sisi screamed and gasped in pain, and her flower-like opening tightened. The layers of folds tightly wrapped around Wen Yu's penis, almost crushing the enormous thing in the passage.

04 Abuse

"Slut, whore! You get this horny just from being fucked!" A tingling sensation from his glans almost made Wen Yu ejaculate. He gritted his teeth, suppressing his urge, and viciously thrust into the girl beneath him. His large, bloodied penis went in and out, intentionally causing her pain. Each time, he rammed to the deepest point, pulling out quickly and forcefully, determined to pull out her tender vaginal flesh as well.
Wen Sisi was quickly rendered silent by his penetration.
Without her cries and wails, Wen Yu felt a great loss of pleasure. He thrust into the deepest part of her vagina once more, then, keeping his penis inside her, he wrapped his arms around her lower abdomen and jumped off the table with her in his arms.
The wonderful sensation sent shivers down Wen Yu's spine, and his desire to ejaculate grew stronger and stronger.
Wen Yu spat angrily on the ground. What a mistake! Because he despised women as filthy and lewd as Zhao Shi, he had never had intercourse with a woman. Even when he seduced Wen Runzhi's concubines to spite him, it was always those women who masturbated under him or gave him oral sex. He had never thought of using his manhood to touch those filthy orifices.
His manhood was meant to kill that bastard child raised by that vile woman, Zhao Shi. But now, perhaps due to a lack of exercise, he really wanted to ejaculate.
Wen Yu thrust in hard again, all the way to the bottom, but Wen Sisi beneath him remained silent.
Wen Yu pulled out his penis, turned Wen Sisi over to face him. The girl, not yet sixteen, had swollen and bleeding cheeks, and wounds on her forehead and lips. Her eyes were closed, tears still wet on her face, but she had already fainted.
Wen Yu was stunned. He had actually made her unconscious? A surge of intense pleasure coursed through Wen Yu's body. He pried Wen Sisi's legs apart, pinning her down on the altar. With another powerful thrust, he reached the deepest part of her vagina, feeling a strangely soft, alluring flesh. His glans, intensely stimulated, could no longer hold back, and he ejaculated.
How dare this slut bear his seed! Wen Yu immediately withdrew his penis, forcefully prying open Wen Sisi's mouth and spraying the remaining thick semen into it.
Wen Sisi coughed violently, choked by the hot semen, and slowly regained consciousness.
"You slut, how dare you pretend to be unconscious!" Wen Yu slapped her again, making her see stars.
"Brother, please, please, remember how good I've been to you in the past, let me go..." Wen Sisi sobbed, pleading weakly.
"You slut, you still dare say you've been good to me!" Wen Yu slapped her again, Wen Sisi's face swelling up unrecognizable.
But this slap stunned Wen Yu himself. Aside from being the old slut's daughter, she seemed to have done nothing wrong... At least he remembered that she pleaded for him when he was beaten, and that she secretly visited him with food when he was locked in the woodshed.
A sliver of remaining warmth crept into Wen Yu's heart. He gently pressed Wen Sisi's face, at a loss.
The moon broke through the clouds, its cold silver light shining on them both. The girl's face was swollen and red, her body a mess. A winding trail of blood flowed from between her legs, eventually drying on her thigh. She lowered her brows, closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her face. Her naked body was stained with spots of semen, and there was still some unswallowed semen at the corner of her mouth.
"Please, brother, brother..." Wen Sisi's cries grew softer and softer, the trembling at the end like pear blossoms in the rain, pitiful and endearing.

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Yu's recently softened penis was aroused again by her cat-like sobs. He hardened his heart, no longer thinking of Wen Sisi's good points, only wanting to humiliate her cruelly according to his original plan.
He pushed her down onto the altar, exposing her completely before him, leaving her with no secrets. His hands, calloused from years of martial arts training, caressed Wen Sisi's delicate body. He
vigorously kneaded her breasts, then bit her cherry-red nipples with his teeth. Wen Sisi's cries gradually changed from pure pain to moans mixed with a hint of pleasure.
Wen Yu bit her nipple viciously. She was indeed lewd; a mere touch was enough to trigger her moans!
Fueled by both pain and desire, a trickle of nectar seeped from Wen Sisi's swollen, ravaged vulva.
Wen Yu grew even angrier; this nectar was blatant proof. He pinched her pubic area, which wasn't covered by hair, and squeezed it hard a few times. Wen Sisi cried out in pain. Wen Yu's hands didn't stop, using his calloused fingertips to rub her labia, leaving no spot untouched.
More and more fluid flowed.
Wen Yu flew into a rage again, yelling "Bitch!" and angrily thrusting several fingers into Wen Sisi's vulva with a soft "plop."
He didn't care whether Wen Sisi could bear it; he just kept thrusting his fingers in and out forcefully. Her flesh gripped his fingers tightly, the suction unimaginable. Wen Sisi gasped and cried, her fluids flowing even more freely.
"You slut, how can you be so horny!" Wen Yu was so enraged he couldn't control himself. He abruptly pulled his fingers back, and his penis, lubricated by her vaginal fluids, plunged into Wen Sisi's flower cave with a soft "plop," going all the way in.
His strong, steel-like hands simultaneously gripped Wen Sisi's slender neck, tightening their grip, and
he gritted his teeth, saying, "Slut, I'll make you scream like a slut!" Wen Sisi's eyes rolled back as he choked her, the air growing thinner, her head buzzing. In the final moments before losing consciousness, a tremendous wave of pleasure surged from the depths of her flower cave. Wen Sisi's eyes rolled back, and she fainted
again, simultaneously gushing out a stream of hot love fluid, drenching Wen Yu's glans. Wen Yu let out a long cry and ejaculated again. His penis throbbed, struggling within Wen Sisi's flower cave, finally spraying all its burning seeds into the deepest part of her vagina, then mixing with her love fluids and gushing out.
"You little slut, you actually squirted?" Wen Yu muttered, but this time, he didn't have the heart to slap Wen Sisi awake again.
This little slut's flower hole was truly intoxicating!
Wen Yu suddenly understood why Wen Runzhi was willing to harm his wife and child for the sake of the Zhao family.
This mouth beneath a woman's body was truly a lewd den that drove people mad!
Wen Yu pulled out his still-erect penis and examined it with dissatisfaction for a while. He had already ejaculated twice, and this little slut seemed to be quite enjoying herself, but this time it was too short, that wouldn't do.
Looking at the disheveled girl beneath him, his desire rose again, his penis swollen and unbearable, so he lifted the unconscious Wen Sisi, wrapped her legs around his waist, and thrust in again with force.
Thrust after thrust, Wen Yu was calm and forceful, each time hitting the very core of her flower, wrestling with the softest, most alluring flesh deep inside her. Wen Sisi's body reacted instinctively in her unconscious state, producing more and more vaginal fluid. The thick semen ejaculated earlier mixed with the girl's fragrant love juices, forming a viscous white liquid that gushed out from the point where their genitals were joined, soaking a patch of the black lacquered altar. A decadent atmosphere emanated from beside the somber coffin.
Her vagina grew softer and wetter, and Wen Yu's pleasure intensified. The abundant vaginal fluid made a squelching sound as his penis thrust in and out, driving Wen Yu almost to madness. "
You little slut, you can still be unconscious!" Wen Yu couldn't resist pulling out his penis, prying open Wen Sisi's mouth and shoving it inside, then thrusting in and out.
His enormous penis pierced to the deepest part of Wen Sisi's throat, and in the agonizing pain of suffocation, Wen Sisi finally awoke.
"Awake? You slut, watch how I fuck you!" Wen Yu cursed as he viciously thrust in and out.
Wen Sisi's broken moans, mixed with her sobs, reached Wen Yu's ears.
Wen Yu took a deep breath and suddenly laughed: "Little sister, I really like your moans."
Wen Sisi felt a chill run down her spine. The person brutally fucking her was no longer the brother she knew.

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