【Lost in the Land】【Complete】(2)

The room, dimly lit by a small candle, cast a warm glow, illuminating Zhen'er's sweetly sleeping face. Tang An decided to turn on the lamp so he could see his daughter more clearly.

Like her mother, Zhen'er had an oval face, and at this young age, it appeared even more rounded and adorable; she was already a beauty in the making. Although her large, bright eyes were closed in her sleep, her delicate eyelashes were still quite charming, and even her sleeping face seemed very lively.

It was a unique quality of a young girl, something that adult women could never hope for; it wasn't just innocence and purity, but rather a childlike innocence manifested outwardly. As she grew up, this quality would transform into a different appearance—perhaps delicate, perhaps alluring, perhaps captivating… However, at this moment, Zhen'er remained pure and innocent, unlikely to attract men's attention, yet she couldn't escape Tang An's eyes.

Having been her father for ten years, Tang An had long since seen Zhen'er from head to toe. However, when he noticed Zhen'er becoming embarrassed by his embraces, he realized with a start that the little girl had grown up and would blossom into a charming and alluring young woman in a few years. It was at this moment that he began to plot against Zhen'er.

Having sex with Zhen'er wouldn't be difficult at all. Unlike Yang Mingxue and Li Ningzhen, who were highly skilled in martial arts, how could a mere ten-year-old girl resist the advances of an adult man? The trouble lay in what to do afterward. Having grown accustomed to the mature bodies of Yan Lan and Li Ningzhen, Tang An gradually sought new tricks, becoming increasingly interested in the young Zhen'er. He began to deliberately flirt with Yan Lan in front of Zhen'er, stimulating her curiosity about matters of the heart, and even secretly touching Zhen'er's genitals under the guise of everyday embraces. He discovered that Zhen'er was becoming increasingly shy, even somewhat avoiding him; she was afraid—this was what excited Tang An the most.

Upon hearing the news that Yang Mingxue was about to arrive in Hangzhou, he thought to himself, "This woman hasn't come for seven years. She's probably here to regain her martial arts skills and take Zhen'er away." So he arranged for Li Ningzhen to deal with her, while he himself went on a trip with his wife and daughter. Sure enough, Yang Mingxue wasn't on guard against Li Ningzhen and was caught again. Tang An decided to seize this opportunity to eliminate any future trouble, ensuring Yang Mingxue could never disobey him again. His method was to make Zhen'er his plaything as well, cutting off Yang Mingxue's last hope of resistance.

Thinking this, Tang An couldn't help but smile, and immediately pulled back Zhen'er's blanket. Zhen'er, fast asleep on the bed, wore a light red silk jacket and moon-white trimmed silk trousers. The little girl looked rosy and tender, curled up like a kitten. Tang An gently pulled away his daughter's small hand, reached out and tore open her silk jacket, lowering his head to lick the soft skin beneath her bodice. His hand then reached for the ties behind her neck and quietly untied them…

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When Zhen'er was awakened by her father's licking, she realized that her clothes were almost completely removed.

"Father…Father? What are you doing…"

Zhen'er opened her eyes wide in terror, her previously dazed mind immediately clearing. She was horrified to find her father on her bed—no, on top of her. At this moment, Tang An was pulling down her pants, which were the only clothes she was wearing; even her socks had been removed.

Zhen'er was so frightened that she didn't even have time to think of resisting. She timidly asked again, "Father?"

"Quiet down. Doesn't Zhen'er want a little sister? Father will teach you how to give birth to a good little sister." Tang An smiled mischievously and pulled off her silk trousers. Zhen'er quickly grabbed the little undergarment that was still beside her and hurriedly covered herself up. Her eyes were full of doubt, and she stammered, "A little sister... isn't it supposed to be born from Mother?"

Tang An laughed and said, "Silly Zhen'er, is your surname Tang or Yan?" Zhen'er said, "Tang!" Tang An said, "That's right. You are Father's daughter, so your surname is Tang. The daughter you give birth to for Father will also have the surname Tang. She is younger than you, so isn't she your little sister?"

Zhen'er sat blankly on the bed, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on what it was. Tang An snatched the bodice again, tossed it aside, and pulled his daughter into his arms, stroking her delicate skin. He grinned maliciously, "You don't need to worry so much, just listen to your father. Zhen'er is the best, the most obedient to her parents, right?"

Being hugged and whispered in her father's ear was something Zhen'er was used to since childhood; but being held naked by her father was something she could never recall. Hearing Tang An's words, Zhen'er trembled inexplicably and pleaded in a low voice, "Father, I... I'll be good... but let me put on my clothes first..." Tang An laughed, "Little slut, what need do you have for clothes?"

As he spoke, Tang An had already begun to fondle his daughter's tender body, but he was becoming more and more astonished. Zhen'er was just ten years old. She could only be described as petite, but she had long, soft hair that reached her waist and felt like silk. Her tender little chest had only slight rises and falls, but it was surprisingly soft when pressed. Her little bottom was round and perky, and it was also very easy to pinch. At first glance, her young body seemed unremarkable, but once touched, it became irresistible…

Tang An touched his daughter's body, growing increasingly excited, and couldn't help but whisper, "Both mother and daughter are born sluts, absolutely irresistible!" Zhen'er's face flushed, and she said, "Father, what did you say? I… I understand!" Tang An laughed, "It means you're just like your mother, both craving men. You're already this young, and when you grow up… hehe, I think you'll be even more amazing than your mother."

Zhen'er didn't know that the "mother" Tang An referred to wasn't Yan Lan, but her completely unfamiliar biological mother, Yang Mingxue. Confused, she vaguely understood that her father was humiliating her, and her face flushed crimson. Suddenly, she cried out, "Father, let me go! I don't want you to hold me anymore!" Tang An sneered, "That won't do, you're only just beginning to have a baby!" He reached out and touched Zhen'er's smooth, delicate lower body.

"Ah…"

Zhen'er let out an embarrassed groan, reacting immediately to the touch. Zhen'er was still too young; her vulva was just two thin labia, the smooth, white mound of flesh glistening with moisture. Tang An pinched the labia and turned them back, revealing the moist, tender red opening. Seeing the delicate vulva, he couldn't help but laugh, "Look at your little slut's little vulva, it must be even tighter than Ningzhen's." Zhen'er was flustered by the touch, but her mind was clear. Hearing Li Ningzhen's name from her father's mouth, she was utterly astonished, thinking, "Could it be that Master Li is also helping Father have a younger sister?" Before she could ponder the implications, a sudden, intense stimulation in her lower body startled her, causing her to scream, "Ah! Father... Father, where are you touching... Ah, ah!"

It turned out that Tang An had followed the pink labia and quietly pinched her clitoris. The caresses just now had been a great stimulation to Zhen'er's body, and now her young vulva was already erect, pointing upwards between her labia. Tang An, his lust raging, roared, "I told you you were a little slut! Sure enough! What ten-year-old is so wanton?" He teased Zhen'er's clitoris with his fingers, pushing and squeezing, causing her body to bounce violently, her fine hairs standing on end. She burst into tears, crying, "No, Daddy, it hurts so much… Waaah… Waaah… Waaah…"

Although Zhen'er cried uncontrollably, her clitoris swelled even more, trembling and throbbing with her father's fingers, glistening with wet love juice. Seeing the moment was right, Tang An pulled out his penis, tossed it around in Zhen'er's arms, and grinned maliciously, "Alright, Zhen'er, it's time to deflower you!" Zhen'er sobbed,

her head bowed, not understanding the meaning of "deflowering," but still desperately shaking her head, crying, "No… Daddy, no…" Tang An wouldn't listen, his glans forcefully pushing against Zhen'er's narrow opening. But Zhen'er's opening was far too small; even her finger might not be able to fit inside, let alone withstand her father's battle-hardened, large penis. The mushroom-like shaft barely penetrated the opening before encountering immense resistance. Zhen'er cried out in pain, "Father...Father! Please...no!"

However, for Tang An, this obstacle was meaningless. A smirk played on his lips as he used his waist strength, simultaneously gripping Zhen'er's buttocks and forcefully prying open her soft, moist opening, shoving his glans inside. Zhen'er in his arms tensed abruptly, her small back trembling violently, barely able to utter a sound, though her moans could still be heard. Tang An hardened his heart and thrust forcefully, his thick penis penetrating deeper and deeper, venturing into a tender secret place never before visited by anyone. The hymen protecting Zhen'er's virginity could not withstand such violation and ruptured instantly.

"Ah────"

Bright red blood rolled down his penis, dripping onto the ground, still trailing a few drops of glistening fluid.

Zhen'er screamed in agony, almost fainting on the spot. Her petite body arched tightly, trembling violently, covered in cold sweat. She couldn't think of anything, only collapsing into Tang An's arms in agony. The tender flesh of her vagina tightly gripped her father's penis, contracting in waves of intense pain. Tang An barely moved before reaching the brink of ejaculation. He never imagined that penetrating the young Zhen'er would bring such intense pleasure, something he had never experienced with the mature bodies of Yan Lan, Yang Mingxue, or Li Ningzhen.

The intense intercourse exceeded Zhen'er's body's capacity; her warm, tender vagina gathered all her strength, desperately resisting the intrusion of his penis. Tang An, too, was drenched in sweat from the tightness of his daughter's vagina, experiencing unprecedented stimulation. He gripped Zhen'er's buttocks and thrust recklessly, reaching the peak of his excitement. He could have already filled his daughter's vagina with his semen, but he still felt unsatisfied, greedily squeezing Zhen'er's delicate body...

"Father, Father, Father..."

Zhen'er groaned in anguish, but it was definitely not a voice of lucidity. Tang An looked down and saw Zhen'er with teary eyes, drool dripping from her lips, looking dazed and confused—hardly the image of a ten-year-old girl. Her fragile and pitiful aura instantly ignited his sadistic desires, and he burst into laughter: "Zhen'er, be good! Father will... give you a good little sister!"

Before Zhen'er could understand, she was suddenly pulled tightly into her father's arms, her sweaty chest pressed against Tang An's body, and she pounded in fear. A stream of hot semen sprayed into her soft, moist vulva, burning like a deadly poison, almost making Zhen'er feel as if it had instantly filled her entire body. Zhen'er didn't know what that hot flow was, but she instinctively felt that she had been completely violated, and that the perpetrator was her own father...

Semen slowly overflowed from Zhen'er's swollen vulva, dripping stickily onto the bed. Tang An, still not satisfied, continued to writhe inside his daughter for a while before finally pulling out. He stroked Zhen'er's tear-streaked face, praising her repeatedly, "Good daughter, you're so tight! Oh, still tight… In a few years, you'll definitely be even more wanton than your mother…"

"Waaah… I… I want to tell Mother… Father keeps hurting me, it hurts so much…"

Zhen'er lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes, her still-painful vagina spasming, her small body whimpering. Tang An chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Zhen'er, Father will take you to see Mother soon, let her see how much Father loves you… But first, let Father do it one more time!"

Amid Zhen'er's screams, Tang An's penis hardened again, thrusting into his beloved daughter's wet, tender hole like a wolf, each thrust accompanied by Zhen'er's agonizing cries. But the obedient Zhen'er simply endured the pain. Although she cried and screamed as Tang An fucked her, her little hands didn't pound or push her away. She just clung to her father in fear, gripping him tighter the more it hurt.

That night, Tang An fucked Zhen'er three times, then made her suck his penis with her cherry-like mouth before finally ejaculating into his daughter's mouth, causing her to cough incessantly and spill out most of her semen. Just when Zhen'er thought it was finally over and wiped away her tears, sobbing, Tang An carried her off the bed.

"Father...please stop...Zhen'er is so tired, I'm about to die..."

Zhen'er cried out in fear, but Tang An smiled slyly and whispered, "Alright, alright, Father won't do it to you today. Now, Father is going to take you to find Mother." Zhen'er's eyes were blurry with tears, her face blank, but she heard Tang An continue to laugh, "Come on, you'll have to walk by yourself. Don't bother with your clothes, you won't need them later anyway..."

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The secluded door opened again, and an extremely lewd scene was unfolding inside.

Two naked female bodies were violently intertwined, their breasts pressing against each other, their sweat mingling, and several puddles of white, sticky fluid had accumulated on the floor, quite exaggerated. The rope suspending Yang Mingxue had now been lowered from the roof beam, but the end binding Yang Mingxue remained untied. Li Ningzhen embraced her tightly, moaning and swaying her hips with uncontrollable pleasure. The dildo protruding from beneath her Taoist robe thrust wildly into Yang Mingxue's vagina, causing her to sob and weakly beg for mercy: "Stop, don't do it anymore..."

After becoming a postnatal fertility fetus, Li Ningzhen's uterus could no longer nurture a fetus, but instead became a reservoir for male semen. As she raped Yang Mingxue, the male semen inside her would ejaculate through the vaginal canal almost every few thrusts, quickly filling Yang Mingxue's vagina. Soon, with each movement of Li Ningzhen, a gush of sticky fluid would splatter from the vagina. Later, it was diluted by the two women's vaginal fluids, practically dripping down, and Yang Mingxue was nearly collapsing.

"Ha, ahaha... Sister Mingxue... don't be so polite..." Li Ningzhen gasped repeatedly, her bare breasts heaving beneath her disheveled, open Taoist robe, yet she was clearly much more energetic. She laughed gleefully, "I still have so much semen I haven't given you! It's all from the men I've been filled with these past few days. Besides... Master, there's enough for over thirty people... Look, it's leaking out again..."

For Yang Mingxue's vulva, untouched for years, Li Ningzhen's violation was incredibly stimulating. The way she was penetrated was a mix of hate and love, but undeniably, a relentless, frenzied thrusting. A storm of shame and pleasure overwhelmed her, leaving her body numb. Tears, sweat, vaginal fluid, and the abundant milk she hadn't been able to nurture her daughter all overflowed, soaking her entire body as she trembled. Exhausted by the overwhelming orgasm, Yang Mingxue fainted and then awoke. Her vision was blurred, but she vaguely saw a figure that tugged at her heartstrings.

It was a naked little girl looking at her with bewilderment.

"Zhen'er!"

Yang Mingxue cried out in a trembling voice, her grief growing stronger. "Zhen'er! You're Zhen'er, aren't you? How could you... Tang An!

You really... wouldn't even let her go?"

Tang An, who had led Zhen'er through the door, stood to the side, smiling smugly. "Don't say that. It's called keeping the good stuff in the family. Zhen'er's cunt is quite something, tight and tender, just like you, it needs to be fucked. No wonder she's your own flesh and blood!"

The naked Zhen'er, her long hair flowing, her aching lower body dripping with her father's semen, had finally made it here with Tang An, only to see a scene she couldn't comprehend at all.

She stared wide-eyed at the Taoist priest's genitals, completely bewildered as to how he could have a penis, and how he could be hugging such a beautiful aunt, thrusting his hips like her father had done to her? That aunt must be in so much pain, just like her... And why was she staring at her like that?

Her father even said she was her... own flesh and blood?

“Come here, Zhen’er, this is your real mother. You were born from this wet, fleshy hole. From now on, you’ll be back by your mother’s side. Remember to learn from me well, and master the skills of lying down and being fucked by men.” Tang An pointed at Yang Mingxue’s ravaged vulva while pulling Zhen’er’s head towards him, and whispered with a laugh, “Of course, you should also learn from Master Li. She’s not only a slut that men love to fuck, but she also knows how to fuck women! You should learn to be a slut, do you hear me?”

Zhen'er was bewildered, but having grown accustomed to her father's admonitions, she obediently nodded. Yang Mingxue gritted her teeth, unable to utter a single curse, instead crying out loud as Li Ningzhen, humiliated by Tang An, thrust into her with increasing excitement. Moments later, Yang Mingxue climaxed again in front of her daughter, her nipples trembling, milk gushing out irrevocably, allowing Zhen'er to taste breast milk for the first time.

Zhen'er blinked, somewhat timidly dipping her finger in, secretly licking the milk clean. She suddenly understood what she would become.

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A girl's growth is often surprisingly rapid.

In just three or four years, Zhen'er's clothes were all new, she had grown taller, her bust and hips had become more defined, and she was now a graceful young woman, every smile radiating youthful energy. Her father, Tang An, was naturally extremely proud.

Since Zhen'er lost her virginity to Tang An and was subsequently told her true parentage, the Tang family appeared outwardly calm, but things were changing behind the scenes. Under Tang An's arrangement, Yang Mingxue, as planned, proposed to Yan Lan that she take Zhen'er as her disciple. However, unlike before, she would stay at the Tang family mansion herself and not bring Zhen'er to Ruyu Peak. Although Yang Mingxue was heartbroken over her daughter's loss of virginity, she still tried her best to appear normal in front of her junior sister. Yan Lan was naturally happy to see this and readily agreed.

Needless to say, once Yang Mingxue settled in, she became the object of Tang An and Li Ningzhen's toying. They used all sorts of tricks and went to great lengths to manipulate her, even arranging for Yan Lan to witness her on the verge of climax, leaving her blushing but unable to cry out, almost exposing her several times. Even more humiliating for her was that Tang An often forced her and Zhen'er to undress together, mother and daughter in bed at the same time, to be played with by him.

When Yang Mingxue, desperate to protect Zhen'er and suppressing her shame, snatched the penis, Tang An would laugh at Zhen'er, saying, "Zhen'er, look, your mother is so wanton, always taking the lead!" Even when Zhen'er was being raped by Tang An, Li Ningzhen would hold her and tease, "Sister Mingxue, look how happy Zhen'er is being penetrated by her master, truly worthy of being your child..." In short, there were no kind words, leaving Yang Mingxue utterly ashamed and speechless. What troubled Yang Mingxue

most was Zhen'er's feelings. Yang Mingxue was filled with hatred for Tang An's rape of her daughter, almost wanting to die with him, but Zhen'er desperately clung to her, unwilling to let her parents harm each other. At the time, Zhen'er didn't understand the gravity of incest. Although Yang Mingxue was heartbroken, she still hoped that Zhen'er's emotional trauma wouldn't be too deep, and that she could overcome the shadow of incest when she grew up. Unexpectedly, under Tang An's tutelage, Zhen'er not only showed no signs of injury, but gradually accepted her father's ideas and became accustomed to the lewd and abusive treatment inflicted upon her by Tang An and Li Ningzhen, eventually becoming Tang An's little slave.

Six months after the incident, Zhen'er was as lively and cheerful as before, always laughing and joking. However, in private, she would lick her father's hard penis every day so he could thoroughly ravage her mother and the Taoist priest Li. Of course, in the end, Zhen'er couldn't escape being "nourished" by Tang An's semen, but she often took the initiative to be filial to her father. Yang Mingxue saw this and felt

conflicted, but as long as her daughter was happy, she didn't say anything. Over the years, Zhen'er became the most obedient to Tang An.

Zhen'er matured and became more beautiful, and as the successor of two female knights, Yang Mingxue and Yan Lan, her fame spread far and wide in Suzhou and Hangzhou, attracting many young men who came to fawn over her. One day, Tang An found several floating letter papers in his daughter's room, filled with passionate poems and verses from talented young men from all over the country expressing their love. Tang An summoned his daughter and asked her about it. Zhen'er blushed immediately, leaning on her father's shoulder and pouting, "Father, several young men are infatuated with your daughter. Aren't you proud?"

Tang An pinched her buttocks and laughed, "Proud my foot! You little rascal, you're not learning good manners, running around showing your face outside. Do you want to get married?" Zhen'er frowned slightly from the pinch and said sweetly, "I... I don't." Tang An said, "Still saying you don't? Which of these rascals who wrote these letters have you taken a fancy to?" Zhen'er shook her head with a smile and said softly, "I don't care about them! Zhen'er will stay with Father for the rest of her life and won't marry anyone."

Tang An was overjoyed by his daughter's sweet words and rewarded her with half a day of pleasure. Even the next day, Zhen'er was still infatuated.

No one expected that the situation that would prevent Zhen'er from getting married would happen so quickly.

The day before Zhen'er's fourteenth birthday, Yang Mingxue suddenly stormed into Tang An's study, sword in hand, and yelled, "Tang An! What a mess you've made, you scoundrel!"

Although Yang Mingxue hadn't always been obedient to Tang An over the years, she had never lost her temper either. Seeing her so enraged, Tang An asked in surprise, "What have I done?" Tears welled in Yang Mingxue's eyes as she lowered her voice and said, "Zhen'er... Zhen'er is truly ruined by you. She's pregnant." Tang An was taken aback at first, then laughed wildly, "What do you mean, 'what'? This is a joyous occasion!'" Yang Mingxue retorted angrily, "How dare you say that! That's your... your incestuous child with Zhen'er. If it's born, how will she tell anyone?"

Tang An laughed, "Tell who? That's my child, Zhen'er's younger brother or sister. Since Alan was willing to adopt Zhen'er, what's wrong with adopting another child?" Yang Mingxue was speechless with rage and suddenly made a move to draw her sword. Tang An hurriedly reached out and pressed her down, pulling her close to his waist. He laughed, "Our daughter is pregnant, and you, as her mother, are turning against us? Are you unhappy now because I didn't give you another child back then?"

Yang Mingxue pushed his hand away, still very angry, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! Zhen'er is pregnant before she's even married. How can you expect her to carry a child for ten months? How can she face anyone?" Tang An forcibly pulled her close, grinning, "Even Lady Yang of Ruyu Peak was a virgin, so how come she gave birth to a daughter?"

"You..." Yang Mingxue blushed, her momentum diminishing. She could only mutter in a low voice, "Don't mention that! If someone hears this... it won't do." Tang An laughed, "What does it matter? Is my wife so shy that she's afraid of being found out after being with her husband for over ten years?" Yang Mingxue retorted angrily, "Who's your wife? Don't talk nonsense!"

But when Tang An hugged her, her body was already hot; her rebuke had no authority whatsoever, and to Tang An it sounded like flirting. Tang An simply kissed her neck, forcing her to breathe softly, while teasing, "Good wife, still shy? Call me husband, and I'll give you a good time."

"No...no." Yang Mingxue resisted with all her might, but her whole body was limp, and she couldn't muster any strength. Tang An knew her too well—she could be unyielding to rape, but she was powerless against the gentle teasing and caressing, especially when her mind was wavering.

"Don't be stubborn, look how wet you are... Oh, I was just kidding, you're already wet?"

His hand, which had slipped under her skirt, groped around mischievously, his hooked fingers making her tremble all over. She leaned against Tang An, panting. Tang An pulled out his wet palm and wiped her blushing cheeks until they glistened. He teased her in a low voice, "Want it, don't you?"

Yang Mingxue frowned and tried to hold back, until she was teased to the point of tears and a soft cry, desperately hoping for relief. Only then did she speak weakly, "Whatever... whatever you want..."

"You're so disobedient! What did you just say?" Tang An clicked his tongue and deliberately pressed his bulging crotch against her buttocks, rubbing gently, but without actually doing anything. Yang Mingxue realized what was happening and felt a surge of anger. She pursed her lips shyly for a while, until, without realizing it, he had soaked her skirt. She whimpered softly, "Husband... I want..."

Tang An raised an eyebrow, laughing as he pressed her against the carved window, and right there in the study, he began to vigorously ravage her voluptuous body. When Yang Mingxue turned back in alarm, her breasts were already pressed against the carved window; perhaps to avoid alerting the passing servants, even her moans were unusually urgent and seductive.

Tang An thoroughly enjoyed himself, the melodious "Husband, husband" making him beam with pleasure as he thrust again and again. Afterwards, his penis ached, yet he felt unsatisfied. Later, Yang Mingxue slowly awoke, dragging her weak and sore body to bathe and change. Only then did she remember her failed attempt to confront him, and she felt a surge of shame and anger, yet also a strange sense of desolation.

Despite her anger, Yang Mingxue was helpless. Her daughter had long sided with her father, and she herself had been subjected to his every whim for four years; it was truly difficult to escape this life of debauchery. The news of Zhen'er's pregnancy reminded her of her own experience, and it seemed that the only option now was to repeat the same old scheme.

The following night, the Tang family held a banquet to celebrate Zhen'er's birthday, and Yang Mingxue and Li Ningzhen were present as usual. After the banquet, everyone went to the pavilion in the garden to cool off, and Tang An ordered the servants to set out wine, leading to another lively gathering. Zhen'er was tested on her skills by the elders in turn. Blushing, she accepted Tang An's sword and began practicing her moves in the courtyard. She started with the "Thirteen Forms of Morning Dew," the introductory sword technique from Ruyu Peak, casually incorporating the "Radiant Glow" and "Divine Mist" sword styles, occasionally using a side sword technique taught by Tang An, but employing the "Empty Flowing Light" movement method from Taixia Temple.

This martial arts demonstration, a fusion of the strengths of three schools, was innovative and unique, yet it drew laughter and applause from Tang An, Yan Lan, Li Ningzhen, and the others. Zhen'er dropped her longsword, stamped her foot, and pouted, "Father and Mother, you're so mean!

You said you were going to test my skills, why are you making fun of me?"

Yan Lan smiled slightly, "You've turned Yu Feng's martial arts into something like this, it's just fancy footwork. You're fourteen years old already, if you don't improve, your master won't want you anymore!"

"Master won't!" Zhen'er giggled and snuggled into Yang Mingxue's arms, rubbing her face like a kitten. Yang Mingxue was both amused and exasperated, gently stroking Zhen'er's hair, feeling quite moved. In front of Yan Lan, she could only call Zhen'er "Master," so why was Tang An always Zhen'er's father?

Tang An bent down to pick up the sword, smiling as he handed it to Yang Mingxue: "Speaking of the swordsmanship of Ruyu Peak, our heroine Yang is unparalleled in the martial arts world. We would like to ask Miss Yang to demonstrate a few moves, to serve as a model for our good daughter." Yan Lan, of course, did not realize that Tang An was openly teasing her senior sister, and laughed in agreement. Yang Mingxue blushed, drank a cup of wine to hide her rosy cheeks, and as she took the sword hilt, she felt Tang An stealthily touch her fingers. She took a few steps away in a daze, her moist eyes revealing a hint of melancholy in the blink of an eye, before suddenly raising her sword gracefully.

It was a summer night, and Yang Mingxue wore a brocade silk shirt, her breasts half-concealed under the tassels and thin gauze, vaguely revealing her soft, snow-white shoulders and neck. Her long silk skirt trailed to the ground, which only added to the lightness of her sword dance. Yang Mingxue's eyelashes fluttered slightly, her expression and figure seemingly intoxicated. The shimmering sword light swirled like flowing clouds, reaching the heavens and illuminating the courtyard below. Her swordsmanship was breathtakingly refined, yet it couldn't conceal her stunning beauty, blending seamlessly with the moonlight.

It wasn't the lively grace of youth, but the ultimate in a woman's gentle, water-like grace.

"Senior Sister Yang...she's truly becoming more and more beautiful. It's a pity she doesn't marry; men in this world are truly unlucky."

Yan Lan suddenly sighed softly, her face, already flushed with intoxication, filled with longing, as if she had returned to the time when she was the junior sister on Jade Peak. Tang An smiled slightly, watching the graceful figure finish her cup, and quietly said, "Is that so?"

He knew the answer in his heart. Yan Lan only saw her senior sister's graceful sword dance; little did she know that her senior sister's attire was entirely at Tang An's behest.

Beneath Yang Mingxue's captivating sword dance, a suppressed, slightly intoxicated sway of the beauty was palpable; the effects of the wine seeped into her body with each dance, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. With every slight sway of her hips, her full breasts bounced beneath her barely-there silk dress, beads of sweat already forming in the cleavage between them, making her fair and rosy bosom appear even more alluring. As she twirled and turned, the thin, almost transparent silk skirt clung to her legs from the thighs up, completely revealing her shapely, long legs, almost glimpsing her skin.

In broad daylight, Yang Mingxue's attire could not conceal her alluring figure; even under the lamplight of night, everything was subtly revealed, enough to make any interested person itch with desire, truly arousing lust. Yang Mingxue was naturally aware of this, yet she could only shyly comply. In front of her junior sister, she had to appear calm and composed no matter how nervous she was, but she couldn't help but notice Tang An's burning gaze. She could only purse her lips and remain silent to suppress her panting breaths...

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That night, Yan Lan was deep in a dream, but Tang An quietly got up, put on his robe, and quietly went to his private sanctuary.

When he arrived, the small house was already filled with spring-like passion. Li Ningzhen gently pressed Zhen'er's fragrant shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Zhen'er, come here, like this, aim at your mother's place, and slowly guide it in... Yes, yes, isn't it getting tighter and tighter? Once it's all the way in, slowly pull it out, and then thrust it in hard again..." Her sweet voice was mixed with Yang Mingxue's shy and sticky moans, as awkward as a virgin's first night.

"Mmm, mmm... Mother, I'm going in..."

Zhen'er, wearing only a tube top, gasped softly, a long, thin, curved dildo erect between her legs. Following instructions from behind, it slowly pierced Yang Mingxue's wet, tender flesh. The finger-thin dildo easily slipped in, though it lacked a thick, swollen appearance, it caused the bottom of her vagina to contract violently, yet it couldn't tightly grip the dildo. The result of her efforts was that Yang Mingxue's vagina quickly became weak and sore, frequently releasing vaginal fluids. Despite her intense desire, she couldn't find satisfaction, truly a cruel and insidious situation. However, the end of the dildo inserted into Zhen'er's body was extremely thick, filling her tender little hole to the brim. The surrounding thin, tender labia tightly clung to the dildo, constantly swallowing and spitting out with each movement, making a sizzling sound.

Li Ningzhen clapped her hands and laughed, "Zhen'er is so clever! Come on, your mother has been enduring this since the banquet, now it's time to reward her properly." Zhen'er, panting, agreed in a sweet voice, focusing all her attention on her waist, doing her best to imitate Tang An's rape of her to serve her mother.

Yang Mingxue's beautiful attire from the banquet had long been removed, and she was completely naked. She clenched her teeth, desperately enduring the strange pleasure of being raped by her daughter, but still couldn't resist the temptation of that vicious sex toy, and finally cried out. Her fair body tumbled and jumped with Zhen'er's movements, and even Li Ningzhen took the opportunity to rub her full breasts, playing with them wantonly while her fragrant sweat was on them. The dildo inserted between her legs was extremely large, constantly spurting out a little semen, showing that the delicate body under the Taoist robe was thirsting for love and was excited to the point of being unable to control herself.

Tang An watched with great pleasure, his lower body engorged and erect, but he did not intend to step forward to participate for the time being. Zhen'er is already pregnant and will have to leave home and hide sooner or later until she secretly gives birth. During this time, someone will need to accompany her. Whether Yang Mingxue or Li Ningzhen accompany her, as long as Zhen'er isn't there, the other person has no reason to stay in the Tang residence. It's likely that all three women will leave home together.

If that happens, he won't be able to rape the three female slaves at will for a period of time, so he'll naturally need to cultivate their habit of mutual comfort. Otherwise, if Li Ningzhen gets carried away and finds a group of strong men to satisfy his lust, that's one thing, but if he gang-rapes Yang Mingxue and Zhen'er together, it will be difficult to handle. Who knows if Li Ningzhen will remember to kill them all so that the pure and innocent Yang Mingxue can remain chaste? It's probably impossible. Li Ningzhen will definitely not be willing to part with those engorged members that give her such pleasure, and Zhen'er will be pinned down by the men, unable to move, at their mercy. As for Yang Mingxue, she definitely wanted to draw her sword, but because she was exhausted from being gang-raped, besides desperately clenching the man's penis, all she could do was moan as a means of resistance...

"Ah... Ningzhen, stop... don't, don't do this... ah!"

Yang Mingxue cried out in a pitiful voice, suddenly pulling Tang An back to reality. Li Ningzhen was lying on the couch, already sandwiched between Zhen'er, simultaneously thrusting into Yang Mingxue's honey hole and anus. Yang Mingxue sat on her, tightly holding Zhen'er, not knowing which side to respond to, her eyes already hazy, saliva dripping from her moist lips, as if she was about to faint. Zhen'er hugged her mother and breathed softly, turning to look at Tang An: "Father, come quickly, come quickly... Mother's mouth is still empty, quickly feed Mother something to drink..."

Zhen'er's filial piety, Li Ningzhen's submissiveness, Yang Mingxue's charm, and the only wife who could sleep beside him, Yanlan.

That was enough. Knowing he couldn't escape the fate of dying from exhaustion, Tang An had no intention of stopping his long-standing indulgence—a destiny that began at a certain time and for a certain reason, one from which there was no turning back.

Tang An smiled, loosened his robes, and slowly stepped towards his passionately entwined lovers. The lush night was as it always was, as it would be, as familiar to them, with its enchanting moans that lulled them into dreams.

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