Mother-in-law's family discipline for big-footed sister

Although my sister isn't exceptionally intelligent, she's not stupid either. Ever since her father brutally humiliated and raped her, she's been filled with unease, knowing that from that day on, she'd be in constant trouble. That guy will definitely be smug, feeling that bullying her is a particularly exhilarating challenge, gloating everywhere about how he tortured and tormented her! How he enjoyed the abundance of her juices, how her anus was so enticingly tight like a virgin's, how her moans were so sweet, how her little mouth and tongue sucked on it so pleasurably, how her front and back holes combined with oral service were more pleasurable than prostitution; and how she even urinated in front of men! He'll portray her as an unparalleled slut, singing the Eighteen Touches; the whole neighborhood will be buzzing about it in no time! What pains my sister is that no one sympathizes with, supports, or pities her. The disdainful and mocking looks from the neighbors, the scornful stares—it's like branding her with the label of "slut"—making it impossible for her to survive. In this sea of suffering, the cruelty of human relationships is palpable; her heart is shattered. No one stands by her side; it's unspeakable. She probably wishes she could dig a hole and sink into it all!

My mother-in-law's attitude is strange. On one hand, she encourages other men to humiliate and rape me, while on the other hand, she hates the rumors circulating in the neighborhood. As things stand, my sister is helplessly submitting. My mother-in-law treats me like a piece of trash, relentlessly exploiting me until she's devoured. But my sister, treated like trash and exploited again and again, is too cowardly and foolish to fight back. She's rotten to the core, completely exploited until she's utterly destroyed. All the confidence and carefree spirit she once had has been utterly exhausted.

Finally, the mother-in-law locked my sister in a small room, the windows and doors tightly shut, leaving her helpless. That night, the shrewish mother-in-law, over sixty years old, quietly came to my sister's cell. It was already past midnight! My sister hadn't gone to bed yet, her mind hazy. She thought to herself, "I'm already forty, past my prime, why do I have to suffer like this? It's fate! Why can't my sister just be a quiet widow and never have sex again? Why can't she be a faithful widow, praying and reading every day, receiving even a little respect from people? But alas, my sister is often humiliated, suffering both mentally and physically. What is it all for?" But today, disaster might befall her! The mother-in-law, carrying an electric baton, opened the cell door and roared, "Get up!!" "Why are you here so late?" My sister was suspicious, her armpits were wet with nervousness; she looked at her mother-in-law with infinite resentment.

As soon as I said that, my mother-in-law stepped forward and slapped my sister hard across the face, making her stagger. She cursed, "Damn it, this is my house! Who do you think you are? You've got some nerve! Do you have the right to ask questions? Today, I'll teach you a lesson with family discipline, you slut!" Seeing my mother-in-law's brutality, my sister was too frightened to say anything and quickly knelt down obediently...

Actually, there was a reason for my mother-in-law's brutality. One was to scare me, and the other was to establish her authority, laying a good foundation for the violent actions to come, so as not to let this poor little widow like me resist. Why did she choose to lock my sister in a small room alone? It was because it was inconvenient for people to come and go in a small room, and moreover, because the small room was soundproof, so even if she screamed in agony inside, no one outside would hear it! My mother-in-law closed the door tightly from the inside. Now, it was like drawing a clear outline; I was just waiting to be done with by her!

"Take off all your clothes!" my mother-in-law commanded. "What do you want to do?" I said in a panic, backing away while clutching my chest. "Big-footed hag, today I'm going to use family discipline to teach you a lesson, you slut! Do you know what you did wrong? Seducing men all day, you big slut!" With that, he jabbed the electric baton in my right hand into my sister's genitals. The powerful current immediately struck me, and my sister screamed and fell flat on her face. "Scream, scream harder! No one can hear you. You have no choice but to obey!" He then targeted my sister's genitals again, shocking me once more. "Ah... oh dear, oh dear, it hurts so much!" My sister screamed as she collapsed to the ground. Being shocked like that almost kills you, how could my sister know what she had done wrong? She was in excruciating pain, but couldn't make a sound. She desperately shook her head, her body swaying like a willow branch in a storm, trying to escape this nightmarish violence and humiliation. Everyone knew that these men had laid their hands on my sister; she had been beaten, abused, and sexually assaulted. My sister had endured this humiliation and abuse; how could they say she was seducing men? "Stand up and take off all your clothes." My mother-in-law pretended to shock me again. "Ouch, no...don't shock me...I'll take them off...I'll take them off, please don't shock me anymore, oh dear!" My sister cried and begged my mother-in-law for mercy, obediently taking off all her clothes, revealing her charming and beautiful body! In fact, my sister's skin was like a peeled egg, revealing a fair, smooth base, full of elasticity, as delicate as a baby's. This mature woman's beautiful body was now completely naked! At this moment, my sister's lower body was shocked again! My sister jumped up, completely shocked! My sister could only grit her teeth and naively think that she could get through this ordeal by facing the "dawn of tomorrow".

"Look at you, you slut! You've seduced all the men in the house! Look at your wanton appearance! Bah! You shameless slut, with such a despicable body, why don't you become a prostitute and instead seduce your own family? What a waste!" My sister was indignant; she was the victim of sexual assault, yet she was labeled the perpetrator. I, after all, am the only child in my family, used to being cared for as a child. I'm a bit dependent, yet intelligent and fresh-faced, with a touch of girlish playfulness. "Some family members would even ask me, 'Do you have any money for food?'" My sister, raised with such care, wasn't entirely spoiled. I, on the other hand, was "the kind of person who would eat whatever was given to me, and it didn't matter if I didn't have anything to eat!" Now, this good temper, this virtuous and docile nature, has made me a punching bag.

At this moment, my mother-in-law took off her sneakers and pulled down her smelly athletic socks. She told me that she had been running around these past few days and hadn't had time to wash her feet, and ordered me to lick her smelly feet. She stretched out her smelly feet. Because she had deliberately not washed them after walking, her mother-in-law's feet had a distinct sour odor mixed with the smell of leather and rubber. Between her toes were black grime and sand, soaked with sweat. My sister, smelling the stench of the mixture of grime and rubber, felt nauseous and had no choice but to try licking them, her mind completely blank. My sister pinched her mother-in-law's five cold toes, pried them apart, revealing the soft, slightly damp flesh between them, and then stuck her tongue into the gaps. There were a few tiny particles of dirt between her toes, which my sister licked clean with the tip of her tongue; the peeling calluses and corns on her feet were disgusting, constantly scratching against my sister's soft pink tongue. My sister, completely naked, opened her small mouth and began licking this smelly foot—a foot that was small, old, and truly filthy! I patiently put each of my mother-in-law's toes into my mouth and sucked them cleanly, making slurping sounds. After licking for about ten minutes, my mother-in-law said, "I need to go to the toilet." She left, leaving my naked sister alone in the small room.

A little while later, she returned and walked up to me. As soon as my sister stood up, she called out, "Mother-in-law..." She immediately slapped me hard across the face. "Smack!" The blow startled me. My mother-in-law spat at me and cursed, "Pah! You slutty whore who's been fucked by thousands!! Your stinking mouth has licked enough of men's big dicks and stinking assholes!! And you still dare call me mother-in-law!" My sister was about to argue when my mother-in-law stood up and kicked me to the ground. She was now lying on the bed, her arms spread apart, revealing an old, dark, and smelly filthy asshole facing me.

"Lick it clean," that was all! Then she made me put my mouth to her asshole and lick it properly. It turned out that her mother-in-law had a wicked scheme. She had deliberately squatted down to defecate in the toilet and then entered without wiping, making her anus incredibly foul-smelling and filthy! As her sister licked it, some of her excrement came out. She endured waves of nausea, thinking that she too was born of parents, and now she had to serve this stinking old woman whose anus hadn't been washed for who knows how many days. She felt both ashamed and angry. As she licked, a strong stench mixed with her excrement assaulted her senses! She could only console herself: fat people are round, thin people are flat, fortunes change; yesterday we were on this side, he was on that side, today she's on this side, we're on that side. Life has its ups and downs, suffering a little loss is nothing to be ashamed of. She had to suck and lick this stinking old woman's genitals with her sweet little mouth, so she didn't need to be too sad. She had no choice. Don't forget that arrogance and rudeness never last long, and precious tears shouldn't be shed for her, because it's not worth it! Try to think more positively and bear with it!

"Kneel down, you filthy bitch! I'm going to slap your tits! Dozens of times each!" A loud bang interrupted the poor woman's thoughts. Tears streamed down her face. She looked around blankly, no one in her in-laws was willing to help her, no one even pitied her. She trembled all over, crying out in despair. She looked up at her mother-in-law, whose fierce gaze chilled her to the bone! There was no way, absolutely no way! The poor woman was already terrified of being beaten by her mother-in-law's family. She didn't want to be beaten anymore, and she wanted to die, but her former dignity and pride as a woman had gradually vanished.

"Please...please...don't hit my...tips, spare me!" "Spare you? You filthy bitch, let me tell you! Stop trying to seduce men all day long. Take a good look at your own breasts and cunt, are they ready? Still trying to seduce others?" her mother-in-law said angrily. The woman bit her lip tightly, tears blurring her vision. Kneeling naked and woodenly on the ground, her body straight, breasts swaying, hips twisting, she stammered out shameful pleas for mercy to the wicked woman before her, amidst a chorus of vile and unbearable words.

"Slap!", "1", "Slap!", "2", "Slap!", "Ah...3, oh dear!", "Slap! Count loudly!", "Ah, it hurts...4, oh dear." ... "5, oh, it hurts! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!", "Six, ah, oh dear, oh dear, it hurts, it hurts." ... "Seven, oh, I can't take it anymore, my breasts are all red from being slapped!"

As she counted, her left breast was covered in handprints, her nipple hard and tingling with pain, while her right breast began to suffer the slaps. Those once beautiful and proud 34D white jade breasts were now the target of abuse, the source of humiliation and pain. My sister's pink breasts, slapped raw, swayed violently. She dared not dodge, forced to stand tall, watching helplessly as her mother-in-law slapped them, while she loudly counted to ten. Her tears of humiliation had dried, leaving only her face contorted in pain. "Please, have mercy on me..." she pleaded, unwillingly. "I...this slut...I won't do it again!" she cried, sincerely begging. Although over forty, my sister still possessed naturally beautiful, fair, and smooth skin, and alluring eyes, showing no signs of age. Men were captivated by her charm, not by my seduction; I had tried to resist before. Now, being punished to lick a woman's smelly feet and anus was a first for her! She was furious, her heart about to explode!

Just as my breasts were being bruised and red from the beating, my mother-in-law used two short, thick fingers to forcefully pinch my sister's erect nipples. My sister's pitifully hard, rosy nipples were instantly pulled into long, cylindrical shapes, cruelly twisted and turned, pinched left and right, endlessly. Do you know how painful that is? It hurts so much! "It hurts! I won't do it again, please have mercy on me, oh dear, oh dear!" My sister was so nervous that her armpits and groin were soaking wet.

"Stop talking nonsense! Lie down! You're really shameless!" The wicked mother-in-law walked behind my sister, touched my sister's vulva, then opened my anus and examined my hemorrhoids. She gently patted my sister's tender vulva, inserted two short, thick fingers into my sister's vulva and probed a couple of times, muttering under her breath.

"Mmm...mmm...oh dear." My sister groaned softly as she was probed.

"Stop pretending, you motherfucker! You're moaning after just a couple of touches? Do you think I'm a man? Trying to coax my sperm out? You slut!" The mother-in-law sneered, hurling insults at her sister. The sister dared not utter a sound, remaining in her shameful position. She endured the pinching and kneading of her genitals, the digging into her vagina from her labia majora, the touch on her clitoris; her curly pubic hair was pulled high, several strands snapped off.

"Want a man to fuck you? I've only touched you a few times, and look how slutty you are, your pussy is all wet, it's made my hand sticky." The mother-in-law dug into her sister's vagina a few more times, scooping out a little sticky, clear fluid. The sister, humiliated, blushed deeply, tears of shame streaming down her face. "Ah... Oh dear, ah, yo yo wei oh." My delicate body trembled violently, and I let out a beautiful moan. My defenseless lower body was brutally violated and shocked again. My sister felt as if her body was being torn apart, and her lower body burned with pain. After the trembling stopped, she collapsed limply onto the cold ground. Before falling, her two big white breasts were each shocked again, super spicy, super painful, and super embarrassing. At this moment, my

father-in-law suddenly pushed open the door and entered, a cigarette dangling from his lips. My sister knew she was going to be abused until she burned out. A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and she couldn't help but shiver. He saw my sister naked, her lower body being twisted and scratched and dug at will, her full breasts and plump buttocks rising and falling, her waistline graceful, her navel round and deep, and her pubic hair rather dark but not too dense, with several long pubic hairs curving down to her thighs. Like a smooth, white rabbit lying on the ground, he couldn't help but swallow hard. He had long coveted his sister and wanted to defile her for a long time! He often fantasized about her, but had never had the chance! His father-in-law knew that torturing a woman was a very exciting thing, especially a mature woman with a touch of allure, languid maturity, and a bit of age. It really could arouse one's spirits. Today, the opportunity had arrived; he had struck gold! His father-in-law grabbed his sister's ankle and, "smack, smack, smack," swung his black rubber mat and repeatedly lashed his sister's slender, beautiful, size 37 feet. He had used this kind of rubber mat, with its tiny bumps, neither too soft nor too hard, to strike his sister's vulva. His sister trembled as soon as she saw the mat! She knew that disaster was imminent!

Perhaps out of exhaustion, or perhaps resignation, my sister didn't struggle much beyond fear. Her nearsighted eyes always shone with a hazy, dreamy light, and her alluring eyes seemed capable of blinking tears. She was so delicate that anyone would want to pity her and then torment her. Now, she allowed her father-in-law to hold her beautiful feet! My sister's feet were like works of art, each toe exquisitely shaped and perfectly aligned, her skin smooth and soft like jade, her fair instep flawless. The soles of her feet were slightly concave than other women's, making them even more sensual, with a faint, slightly unpleasant odor. Every time my father-in-law saw my sister's exquisite feet, he couldn't help but feel sexually aroused and stare at them. My sister's feet were truly slender, and the natural fragrance emanating from her fair insteps captivated my father-in-law. The father-in-law lifted his sister's feet to his nose and sniffed them again and again. He was satisfied with the alluring, slightly pungent smell. He had a special interest in women's feet, especially his daughter-in-law's soft, boneless, beautiful feet, which made him feel his whole body burning. The father-in-law watched as his sister's toes trembled and opened and closed in pain. He squatted down, took her feet in his hands, and played with his sister's delicate and slender feet.

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