Sisters' Chrysanthemums in Full Bloom - Incest Novel

Bru was a little different today. He seemed unusually excited, carrying ten more buckets of water than usual. These ten buckets weren't poured into the bathtub—they were too big to fit—but placed in front of the bathroom door. After doing this, he told us not to bathe yet, then mysteriously left. A short while later, he returned with a small spouted water bag. He said it contained wine and asked if we wanted some. Fifth Sister and Third Sister took a few sips, but he kept the rest for himself, saying the wine numbed his taste buds and he wouldn't notice the stench later. I didn't know what he was up to, but I had a feeling something "bad" was going to happen. He took off all his clothes, embracing Fifth Sister as they sipped the wine, while she fed him. Fifth Sister said she hated him, but she didn't resist his intimacy at all. While eating, she always made sure to feed him the best food. His right hand held the wine bag, while his left hand caressed her private parts. She was very wet, so he simply inserted his penis into her wetness, and she ate with even greater relish. Little girl, you really know how to enjoy yourself! You're eating with gusto, both your mouth and cheeks are completely satisfied. After everyone had eaten their fill, Bru finished his wine. We drank tea and chatted about random things, taking a break after the meal. During this time, Fifth Sister gave "her seat" to Third Sister. About half an hour later, the hot water had cooled down, and he ordered us all to go to the bathhouse. We all knew that the bathtub could only hold three people at most, how could six women bathe at the same time? But since he had spoken, we had no choice but to go in together. Fourth Sister, Fifth Sister, and Bru rushed into the full bathtub, and he carried Third Sister in as well. "I'll bathe with you all, and make sure you're all clean," he said. Fortunately, the bathhouse wasn't too cramped, and even with seven people in, it didn't feel crowded. He placed the third sister on the clean wooden floor, went out to fetch his wine bag, and brought back two buckets of water. He then shockingly announced, "You all kneel down side by side. Today I'm going to fuck your asses, and now I'm going to give you enemas." My head buzzed: this guy was indeed going to pull a new, despicable trick. The fourth sister, who must have had anal sex with him before, obediently got out of the bathtub and knelt down. The second sister silently knelt next to the third sister. I had also had anal sex, but very rarely, because the process was too complicated and dirty. Except for some special, novel stimulations, the pleasure could never compare to vaginal sex. The other three women had never tried anal sex before. The third sister obediently knelt down on the other side of the second sister, and Bu Mo hesitated for a moment before kneeling next to the third sister as well. The fifth sister knew it was unavoidable, so she could only kneel down with curiosity and fear. I sighed inwardly and knelt down softly. Watching the six sisters kneeling and crawling on the ground, their sexy buttocks raised, being manipulated by their cousins, was more about sensual stimulation than absurdity. I glanced sideways, comparing them in my mind, and noticed that my breasts sagged the lowest, probably because they were higher than theirs, and also because I had breastfed; even though my breasts still retained some elasticity, they weren't as firm as theirs. Among the six of us, the third sister was petite, and her breasts were the smallest, but the prominent nipples were well-proportioned to her figure, making them quite beautiful. The fourth and second sisters had very round and firm breasts, their size and shape perfectly proportioned. The fifth sister and Bu Mo were both strong women, and their breasts were also strong, large, firm, and perky, comparable to my large breasts. "It seems that the eldest and second sisters have both had their asses fucked. Let's start with the eldest sister; you have to set an example for your sisters." Bru habitually started with me. I turned around and saw him stuffing a wine bag into the bucket, knowing he was filling it with water, and my anus involuntarily tightened. I don't like anal sex. We're not like elves or gods and demons, we don't have a natural ability to recover. I know that if our anus is fucked too much, many problems will definitely arise. The first time I had anal sex was with my third man. He really liked to play with women's anuses. During the month or so we were together, he made me lose control of my bladder, so I had to dump him. Later, with my current husband, Utopia, I had anal sex with him a few times to satisfy his curiosity. I can't describe the feeling. Sometimes I feel disgusted, sometimes I feel a little pleasure. Maybe the feeling of anal sex is closely related to mood. When I like it, even having my anus torn feels good. He was carrying a leather bag full of water in his left hand and stroking my vulva with his right. I had been wet since I saw him having sex with Fifth Sister. When his hand touched me, and I thought about him playing with my anus, I felt more and more excited, and my vaginal fluid flowed even faster than before. He used my fluid to smear my dry anus, and squeezed his fingers into my anal muscles, slowly rotating them in the shallow part. At first, it was just one finger, then two. I could smell the stench, but he seemed to be enjoying it. After a while, he inserted the wooden opening of the water bag into my anus. I felt my anal muscles tighten, and a stream of water flowed into my rectum… “Isn’t the enema tool I found pretty good? It will definitely clean your anus thoroughly,” Blue said smugly. He squeezed the water bag, the water washing away the filth in my intestines. I felt it getting increasingly bloated, like I was about to have diarrhea. I clenched my anus tightly, afraid that if I wasn’t careful, the contents would flow back out. "Finally, the bag of water is in! Big sister, don't hold back anymore. When I pull the bottle out, just let it all out. What's there to be shy about? You're all going to have to anyway. Everyone, watch how big sister poops!" "Don't look!" I shouted reflexively, my face burning. I saw Fifth Sister covering her nose. Unable to suppress my anger and embarrassment, I snapped, "Why are you covering it? Doesn't your poop smell?" "Big sister, that's why I'm covering it. You can't expect me to say your excrement smells good, can you?" Fifth Sister wouldn't let it go, which is why I hate her the most. Blue poured a bucket of water into the bathtub and then placed the empty bucket behind me. I knew he was going to pull out the bag. I panicked, not knowing what to do. Why do I always have to do these embarrassing things first? "Close your eyes, all of you! This is my order!" I yelled angrily, feeling my anal muscles relax as Bru pulled the bag out. A torrent of filth gushed from my intestines. My heart pounded, and I simply let go, letting streams of foul-smelling excrement spray from my anus, splattering into the bucket. "Bru, I hate you!" I pinched my nose with one hand and gripped the floor tightly with the other, my body trembling with rage. How could he subject me to such humiliation? Even if it were just him and me, I would feel ashamed; how could I face my sisters with us here? "It stinks! It stinks! I want to get out!" My fifth sister was closest to me, and some of the filth I excreted outside the bucket touched her. "If you dare go out, I'll make you eat all of this!" Bru roared, the only one in the room who wasn't covering his nose. I remembered that he usually didn't cover his nose when he helped us carry the toilet bucket, so I guessed he used to do this kind of dirty work often and was used to smells that "ordinary people couldn't tolerate." After I expelled all the filth from my body, he filled another bag with water and injected it into my anus again. This time, it wasn't as smelly as the first time. This was repeated five times until I finally emptied all the filth from my intestines. He then carried the bucket of filthy water to the adjacent toilet. When he returned and saw me slumped against the wall, exhausted, he invited me to help enemas Fifth Sister. I pretended not to hear him, and he didn't force me. So, I pinched my nose and watched him manipulate Fifth Sister's anus. The room was filled with the stench again, and we all covered our noses tightly, but he didn't even flinch. We were truly impressed—to become a truly excellent lecherous beast, one needs absolute patience! Although Fifth Sister had just insulted me, I didn't want to retaliate. We were all the same; only she could act so childishly. Blue carried away the excreted wastewater, and she crawled shamefully to my side, saying, "Big sister, I'm so sorry about earlier, but it really stank, no matter whose it was." I agreed with her and forgave her naiveté; everyone was going to be embarrassed today anyway, so what was the point of fussing? After a brutal round of excretion, the bathroom was filled with the stench of the six of us sisters. Blue again ordered us to kneel and lie down side by side, and he quickly gave us one last "enema." Afterward, he brought in water from outside to wash the floor, leaving only three buckets of clean water. He sprinkled floral water in the bathroom, and the stench gradually dissipated, replaced by the fragrance of the floral water. "It took me quite a while, finally it's my turn to take the stage! Luckily I drank some alcohol, haha! Whose chrysanthemum should I blast first? Big sister, you're the big sister, after all!" Blue crawled behind me, took the bottle of floral water and dripped it onto my anus. He rubbed it with his fingers for a while, then bent down and licked and kissed my anus. My shame had faded with the stench, and my once-exploded anal muscles quickly became aroused. I admit, initially I didn't have a good impression of anal sex. However, after experiencing it a few times, I started to feel something different. No matter where a man's kisses or licks land on a woman, as long as she doesn't dislike the man, she'll feel comfortable. I used to think I disliked Blue, but now I can't tell if I dislike him or like him. But when he licked my anus, besides the lingering shame, I actually felt a sense of joy and excitement. I think I at least like his touch; denying it would just be self-deception.His licking and kissing were a comforting act, simply to get me used to him, so it was very short. I didn't expect him to kiss my anus for long, because I felt it was dirty and smelly the whole time. After he stopped licking and kissing, he inserted his fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid, into my anus, and applied vaginal fluid to his penis with his other hand. Finally, he smeared the lubricant from my vagina onto both of our genitals and began to insert it into my anus... Because I had done anal sex before, because I was well-prepared, and because he had made his penis shorter and thinner, the insertion was surprisingly smooth. Fifth Sister heard the noise and immediately turned around and leaned over to look, ignorantly exclaiming, "Oh my, it really went in!" I really wanted to kick her, but I was kneeling to her side, and if I kicked her, the position would look a bit like "public urination," which was extremely indecent, so I gave up. My anus was very slippery after being washed, and his size was also short and thin, so the thrusting was very smooth, and I naturally felt something. Perhaps the vagina is very sensitive to the size of the penis, but the anus is not suited to penetration of a penis that is too large or too long. Because the anus lacks the elasticity of the vagina, a size exceeding its capacity not only fails to provide pleasure but also causes unbearable pain. Later, he increased the size to twenty centimeters, and my anus felt painful, as if it were about to burst. I can't quite describe the sensation; it felt like a hard piece of feces was stuck inside, causing a burning sensation that I wanted to expel but couldn't. Some women or men can achieve pleasure and orgasm through anal sex because of a habitual illusion. Their anus constantly anticipates penetration, fantasizing about the dry, burning sensation of thrusting—a sexual pleasure that becomes addictive over time, turning the anus into their secondary sexual organ. For these women or men, they prefer to use their anus during sex rather than their vagina or penis. I am a normal woman, and I prefer to use my vagina for sex. Even so, the thrusting of his penis still caused a tremor in my vagina, and sometimes I found that feeling quite pleasant. His hands encircled my hips, his fingers pressing into my vulva, constantly teasing my clitoris. I felt a surge of excitement, unsure whether it was from the stimulation of his fingers or from the sensation of his penis sliding against my anus. I groaned, both from the pain and the pleasure. He thrust violently, seemingly unafraid of rupturing my rectum. Between men and women, men often crave anal sex more than women, because the constricted anal muscles tightly chafe their penises, and unlike the vagina, the anal canal doesn't constantly secrete lubricant; the sticky friction is clearly more intense than the smooth vagina. I didn't achieve the expected orgasm, but I was utterly exhausted; anal sex is an incredibly tiring activity for women. He, however, grew increasingly aroused, his penis growing larger until it ruptured my anus, causing me to crawl on my stomach, escaping the reach of his penis. He didn't chase after her, but moved behind Fifth Sister, magically shortening his penis and impulsively thrusting it in… Fifth Sister had only been a woman for a few days, and her anus was untouched. He poked her, causing her to cry out in pain, begging him to penetrate her vagina. He persisted, thrusting ten or so times, finally penetrating her anus, causing her to scream incessantly. I slumped against the wall in front of her, unsure if her anus had been torn by his penis, but certain she felt no pleasure—it's rare for a woman to experience pleasure on her first time, let alone her first time having anal sex. She was undoubtedly in pain, while he was excited. She couldn't hold on for long, crawling towards me crying. When she turned, I saw her anus was red, filled with blood. Bu Mo and Third Sister were in similar situations to Fifth Sister; they were both torn and bleeding from penetration, yet they experienced no pleasure, so they quickly escaped from Bu Mo's lewd penis. Second Sister, perhaps having previously engaged in anal sex with Banlie, whose penis is quite long, didn't show any pain; instead, she seemed excited. She was the only one among the six girls to experience an orgasm, though she inevitably bled. Fourth Sister was already his woman, and she cooperated well during anal sex, but I couldn't see much pleasure in her, nor did I see her show any signs of pain. Bru ejaculated inside Fourth Sister's anus. When she got up and stepped into the bathtub, I saw semen flowing from her anus, but I couldn't see any blood. I couldn't help but wonder: was the elf's anus too elastic, or was he deliberately giving her preferential treatment? In any case, our anuses had all been violated by him today. Afterwards, he used a magical spell to mend our tears, and the matter was finally over. He brought in two buckets of water from outside, carefully washed the floor, then glanced at us and chuckled contentedly, "Today wasn't enough, my dick almost pierced my skin. You guys take a shower, I'm going back now, no need to see me off." "Second brother, are you leaving? It's still early." Third sister was reluctant to see him go. "Another round of anal penetration?" Blue asked lewdly. "No, it's both shameful and painful, not comfortable at all." Third sister pouted, ran over and hung around his neck, "Second brother, stay, you haven't satisfied me today, I won't let you leave." Blue looked at me lewdly and said, "Eldest sister doesn't seem to want me to stay..." Third sister turned to look at me, jumped off him, walked in front of me, grabbed my hand and shook it, "Eldest sister, say something to keep second brother, he's pretending, he's just trying to get you to talk, just reluctantly, anyway you want it down there too..." "If you weren't my own sister, I'd really want to slap you right here!" "I was filled with shame and indignation. If it were my fault, how could she say such things? What kind of person was she? A complete slut, where was her former purity and elegance? If the elders of the family saw this scene, their eyes would bulge out of their sockets. Everyone's eyes were on me. In their eyes, I could see the burning desire in their hearts. They insisted on pushing this blame onto me. Didn't I have any shame? Why did they insist that I keep him here for them? I am their eldest sister, not their spokesperson. Bah! If he wants to leave, let him leave. He'll definitely come back tomorrow anyway. He's ruined my body. Why should I shamelessly keep him here? "No one wants to see you here except Third Sister. Tighten your pants and get out!" I felt like a woman with courage. I didn't even look at him when I spoke—because I didn't dare to meet his gaze. "You are leaving the Elf Valley tomorrow, so I'm going all out today." "Bruce's calm words sounded so serious. The bathroom fell silent, the sisters held their breath. An emptiness and loneliness filled the air. "Didn't you say seven or eight days?" Fourth Sister asked softly, knowing we didn't know what to say, she spoke first on our behalf... "The prisoners' injuries have greatly improved, and the elves have prepared supplies for your return journey. Arthur has decided to leave early." Everyone looked at him expectantly, not knowing how to respond. As he turned to leave, my heart felt like it was being stabbed. Second Sister spoke first: "Whether what you say is true or not, stay. We didn't send you away. Come here, let your second sister wash your penis clean. Don't make things difficult for your eldest sister. She's a married woman with children. She feels guilty even for stealing a man, let alone her cousin! How can you expect her, a married woman, to ask us to let you stay? Your second sister will let you stay!" "Second Sister, have some sense. When did I steal him? He's the one who raped us. Don't judge a book by its cover." "I don't object to Bru staying, but Second Sister's words are wrong too. After I got married, I never cheated on any man until he raped me..." Second Sister smiled sweetly at me. Bru had already walked to the bathtub. She poured water and scrubbed his limp penis. Fourth Sister came out of the bathtub, dried herself with a towel, and gracefully walked out of the bathroom. Second Sister and Fifth Sister rushed into the bathtub, and after a short while, they also chattered and came out. Bu Mo and I entered the bathtub. The cool water soaked my body, and the stuffiness gradually dissipated. "Second Brother, you go out. They are waiting for you outside." Bru sometimes listened to Second Sister, so he left. "Second Sister, I know you don't hate him, and even like him, but you can't be so promiscuous. If he were a man with a different surname, that would be one thing, but don't forget that he is our cousin. No matter how depraved you are, don't mistake incest for noble love." I felt that my rebuke was far-fetched. "Eldest Sister, I didn't consider it love, but he is indeed very charming." If he's telling the truth, and we're leaving tomorrow, or perhaps we'll never come back, why bother with incest or pure love? It's destined to be fruitless, so let's just let go and enjoy the thrill. Think about it, Fifth Sister hates him the most, and she hasn't even said a word about it! I'm done washing, you and Bu Mo can wash slowly, I'm going to go and give him my fill! "My second sister left with a flirtatious air, but I felt her lewd words still lingering in the water, warming the cooled bathwater once more… Bu Mo got up before me. After she left, I leaned back in the long, wide bathtub, reflecting on the sex of the past four days—perhaps the time I would cherish for the rest of my life. My second sister was right; he was a charming man, and incredibly strong. Incest is more stimulating than normal sex because people want to do it but dare not. I don't know if it was because of the incest, or because he was so strong, but for the past three days, my body and mind had been infinitely satisfied… I think, after leaving, only profound memories will remain. Fall! Fall into an abyss deeper and longer than the night before darkness falls…"Stepping out of the bathroom, the attic was empty, while lewd moans echoed upstairs. I shook my wet black hair, a sudden surge of anger rising within me. Although Bru brought us bathwater every day, he hadn't left any clean water for us to wash our hair. After he left yesterday, Bumo couldn't bear the filth in her hair and rushed downstairs to wash it with the bathwater. We felt it wasn't right not to wash, so we washed each other's hair. But I still felt wronged. If only we had ten buckets of water to wash our hair today! Instead, he chose to wash our rectums—it was utterly wicked. Entering my room, I saw my third and fourth sisters already unconscious, my second and fifth sisters limp and surrendered, Bumo's limbs wrapped around him, frantically responding to his thrusts… “Big sister, you're finally here! That half-elf is so despicable! He used the Beast Whip to quickly defeat us! Third and fourth sisters are still unconscious from being teased, and now Bumo is about to die too! Please save her! The Beast Whip is so powerful…” My fifth sister's face was flushed, her mouth uttering lewd words. Upon closer inspection, I saw that Bru's enormous penis trembled with a dark, sinister, and erotic light, both alluring and sensual. Although I didn't know before that the "Clan's Penis" could change size, I had long been aware of the "Beast Whip's" lineage. Ever since experiencing the climax of sex, I sometimes thought of the Beast Whip from my family's legend, but each time I would be disappointed, thinking that as a woman of the clan, even if I met the inheritor one day, I would never have the chance to experience the "Beast Whip." Who would have thought that such a great incestuous affair would happen? Fine, let the Beast Whip "whip" me once... Bru left Bumo, jumped to the foot of the bed, dragged me over, and pushed me down. He held my broad, plump buttocks with both hands, and the moment his penis touched me, I felt like I was being electrocuted. My lower body instantly went numb, and my dormant pleasure nerves were awakened. The sudden engorgement made my skin sensitive, and I was about to ejaculate. This was the Beast Whip! He thrust into my body at top speed, as if stuffing all the desire in the world into me. I felt intense pleasure in my lower body, like I had drunk an aphrodisiac. My body rapidly heated up and became hot and aroused. I never imagined I'd reach orgasm so quickly. This incredible aphrodisiac effect was deadly. The force of his ejaculation, the instant it touched me, coursed through my nerves, like thousands of invisible penises pricking and grinding every pore of my body. I was going crazy! He thrust in and out, and I felt no discomfort or pain. A surge of pleasure overwhelmed my mind and body. My reason remained clear, yet I couldn't resist the sudden onslaught of pleasure. Moans were an explosive form of language. "Ah! Second brother, fuck me! Fuck, fuck me... So exciting! Your penis... My favorite! I love your big penis... I love you... Oh, second brother, you're my brother, oh... Brother ah ah..." "Second sister, did you hear that? Eldest sister is calling him brother too, just like you." "Fifth sister, weren't you calling him brother just now too..." I couldn't hear what they were saying after that. My voice drowned out my eardrums, and I couldn't even hear what I was shouting. From the moment of penetration, the orgasms never ceased; waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, I felt a suffocating ecstasy. The rhythm of the penis thrusting in and out was like the most sensual melody in the world; I enjoyed it, I danced… There was no restraint, no shame; I couldn't control the indulgence of my body and mind. If I had a choice, I would rather die like this! I think I'm going to die; his thrusting gives me the pleasure of death. I'm paralyzed, even the slightest strength to twist has disappeared, my breathing exceeds my heart's capacity, my head is also lacking oxygen, my vision goes blank, then suddenly turns into silent darkness… I open my eyes and see the night. Fifth Sister and Third Sister are still asleep; Fourth Sister has returned to her room. Dragging my weary body, I leaned against the bed railing and weakly asked, "When did he leave?" Bu Mo gently shook his head, and my second sister replied, "After eldest sister fainted, he tormented us again. I was the last to faint, and also the first to wake up. When I woke up, my vagina felt sore and numb. Looking down, I saw it was covered in semen. He probably had something to deal with today, so he deliberately made us faint from pleasure so he could leave sooner. Tomorrow, or perhaps it will be goodbye forever..." "Hmm," I replied blankly. I longed to leave. I wanted to hug my son. He's three years old now; he probably wouldn't recognize me as his mother. When I left, he was only six months old. When I returned to him, he would be five. Separation is the best measure of time. Suddenly, I thought, what will I use to measure the years I've spent with him when I see Bu Mo again? A deep sorrow welled up in my heart, overshadowing my longing for my son. "We can't stay in the Elven realm either..." Bum sighed sadly. "The Elven realm is his home, but not ours. I told Mother I would go back and let her hold me, even if she holds my bones! It's a promise a daughter makes to her mother; I don't want her to die with those waiting eyes wide open. But I really want to stay by his side, even though it's foolish, he has so many women..." "The men around us all have many women, let alone him living in the Elven realm? Don't you think about it? There are less than two hundred men in the Elven realm now. If he can't steal a few women, does he deserve to be a man of our clan? Bum, stop thinking about those things, and stop being jealous. Go back to the capital, forget about my bastard brother, find a man who likes anal sex, and tell him you're a barren woman, just play anal sex with him." The second sister's comforting words only made the listener more heartbroken. Bu Mo said shyly, "Second Miss, if I wanted a man, I would have found one long ago. Why would I need him?" The second sister sat up, spread her hands at Bu Mo, and laughed, "Then I have no choice. You either stay with the elves or go back to Tongdu to see your mother. But I suggest you go back. Although he helped the elves win, who can guarantee how the elves will treat him? Based on his past experiences and his half-elf blood, I feel he still won't be able to establish himself. Can you really feel comfortable watching him be abused by those elves here?" "The elves wouldn't continue to abuse him, would they?" I disagreed with the second sister's point of view. "After all, he's considered the savior of the elves." My second sister spat, "My second brother and his mother are the saviors of the elves, yet the elves still enslaved him for twenty years! He could secretly steal some elf girls, and with his abilities, he could win their hearts. However, could he conquer the hypocritical nobility and pride inherent in that race? Perhaps he could only give them false hope before they were completely desperate. They would be somewhat grateful to him, but they wouldn't look up to him or kneel before him. In their hearts, he would always be a half-elf or a traitor. They felt his change of heart was merely an atonement for their sins; whether they forgave him was up to them. A savior? Have you ever seen a savior as free as him? The elves value him; they've already got a ton of things to deal with." I thought my second sister's words made sense, but I still had a question in my mind, "Or maybe he simply doesn't like it, so he hasn't bothered with post-war affairs..." "Impossible. Given his personality, if the elves valued him, even if he turned down the tasks they entrusted to him, he would still boast about it to us. But in these four days, have you ever seen him mention the elves? Eldest sister, it's not that I like to speculate, but I always feel that he carries something heavy in his heart, something he doesn't want us to know. He has raped many elven girls, even princesses and royal consorts—these are facts that cannot be erased by the words 'savior.' His bloodline has determined his fate. Whether humans or elves win, he will be the one who suffers the most. If I could, I really want to take him home..." "Second sister, good idea! Trick him back to the capital. Once he's on our territory, he'll be at our mercy. I'll also have a chance to get revenge..." Fifth sister had woken up at some point and was speaking incoherently. "You think you're so smart!" The second sister poked the fifth sister's forehead. "Only a fool would be tricked back to the capital by you! In the Elven race, at least he could survive. With us, can he survive? Putting aside the alliance, would the elders of the clan forgive him? To be defeated without a fight is a disgrace to Kuangbu. If your second brother were that stupid, he wouldn't be your first man. Trick him? Seek revenge? You're too green." The fifth sister pushed the second sister's hand away and shouted, "Second sister, poke me all you want, but don't insult me while you're doing it! You keep talking about my first man. I don't need you to remind me, I'll remember it until I die. Also, my calling him 'brother' today doesn't count. I didn't want to at the time, but I kept calling him that. He was the one who messed with me, it wasn't my intention." I felt a little heavy-hearted, not knowing what to say, nor did I want to say too much. "Fifth sister, it's late. Take your third sister back to the dormitory. I want to continue resting." "Third sister is really something, even more fragile than me." The fifth sister was thoughtful, didn't object, and didn't linger. She took her third sister and went out. "Second sister, you should go back too!" "Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight." "Okay." I replied. She suddenly became docile, returning to her usual quietness.Entering my room, I saw my third and fourth sisters already unconscious, my second and fifth sisters limp and surrendered, and Bu Mo's limbs wrapped around him, frantically responding to his thrusts… “Big sister, you’re finally here! That half-elf is so despicable! He used the Beast Whip to quickly defeat us! My third and fourth sisters are still unconscious from being teased, and now Bu Mo is about to die too! Please save her! The Beast Whip is so powerful…” My fifth sister’s face was flushed, and her mouth was full of lewd words. Looking closely, I saw that Bru’s enormous penis trembled with a dark, sinister light, both alluring and sensual. Although I didn’t know before that the “Clan Penis” could change size, I had long known about the “Beast Whip” tradition. Ever since experiencing the climax of sex, I sometimes thought of the Beast Whip from the family legend, but each time I would be disappointed, thinking that as a woman of the clan, even if I ever met the inheritor, I would never have the chance to experience the “Beast Whip.” Who would have thought that such a great incestuous affair would occur? Fine, let the lewd beast "whip" me once... Blue left Bumo, jumped to the foot of the bed, dragged me over, and pushed me down. He grabbed my broad, plump buttocks with both hands, and the moment his penis touched me, I felt like I was being electrocuted. My lower body instantly went numb, dormant pleasure nerves were awakened, and the sudden engorgement made my skin sensitive, and I was about to ejaculate. This was the lewd beast's whip! He thrust into me at top speed, as if stuffing all the desire in the world into me. I felt intense pleasure in my lower body, like an orgasm, as if I had drunk an aphrodisiac. My body rapidly heated up, becoming hot and aroused. I never thought I would reach orgasm so quickly. This magical aphrodisiac effect was too deadly. The force of his penis, the moment it made contact, had already spread throughout my nerves, as if thousands of invisible penises were pricking and grinding every pore of my body. I was truly insane! He thrust in and out, and I felt no discomfort or pain. Intense pleasure eroded my mind and body. My reason remained clear, but I couldn't resist the sudden onslaught of spring tide. Moaning was an explosive language. "Ah! Second brother, fuck me! Fuck me... I'm so excited! Your cock... my favorite! I love your big cock... I love you... Oh, second brother, you're my brother, oh... brother..." "Second sister, did you hear that? Eldest sister is calling him brother too." "Fifth sister, weren't you calling him brother just now too..." I couldn't hear what they were saying after that. My voice drowned out my eardrums, and I couldn't even hear what I was shouting. From the moment I was penetrated, the orgasms never stopped. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, and I felt a suffocating ecstasy. The rhythm of the cock thrusting in and out was like the most sensual melody in the world. I enjoyed it, I danced... There was no restraint, no shame. I couldn't control the indulgence of my body and mind. If I had a choice, I would rather die like this! I think I'm going to die. His thrusting gives me the pleasure of death. I was paralyzed, even the slightest strength to twist disappeared, my breathing exceeded my heart's capacity, my head was also lacking oxygen, my vision went blank, and then suddenly turned into silent darkness… I opened my eyes and saw the night. My fifth and third sisters were still asleep, and my fourth sister had already returned to her room. Dragging my tired body, I sat against the bed rail and weakly asked, “When did he leave?” Bu Mo gently shook his head, and my second sister replied, “After eldest sister fainted, he tormented us again. I was the last to faint and the first to wake up. When I woke up, I felt a tingling numbness in my vagina, and when I looked down, it was covered in semen. He probably had something to deal with today, and deliberately made us faint from pleasure so he could leave early. Tomorrow, or perhaps it will be goodbye forever…” “Hmm,” I responded blankly. I longed to leave. I wanted to hug my son. He was already three years old; perhaps he wouldn't recognize me as his mother? When I left, he was only six months old. When I returned to him, he should be five years old then, right? Separation is the best measure of the length of time. Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind: when I see Bru again after this departure, how will I measure the years I've spent with him? A deep sorrow welled up inside me, overshadowing my longing for my son. "We can't stay in the Elven realm either..." Bru sighed sadly. "The Elven realm is his home, but not ours. I told Mother I would go back and let her hold me, even if she holds my bones! It's a promise a daughter makes to her mother; I don't want her to die with those waiting eyes wide open. But I really want to stay by his side, even though it's foolish, he has so many women..." "The men around us all have many women, let alone him living in the Elven realm! Don't you think about it? There are less than two hundred men in the Elven realm now. If he can't steal a few women, does he deserve to be a man of our clan? Bru, stop thinking about those things, and stop being jealous. Go back to the capital, forget about my bastard brother, find a man who likes anal sex, and tell him you're a barren woman, just play anal sex with him." My second sister's words of comfort only made her more heartbroken. Bu Mo said shyly, "Second Miss, if I wanted a man, I would have found one long ago. Why would I need him?" The second sister sat up, spread her hands at Bu Mo, and laughed, "Then I have no choice. You either stay with the elves or go back to Tongdu to see your mother. But I suggest you go back. Although he helped the elves win, who can guarantee how the elves will treat him? Based on his past experiences and his half-elf blood, I feel he still won't be able to establish himself. Can you really feel comfortable watching him be abused by those elves here?" "The elves wouldn't continue to abuse him, would they?" I disagreed with the second sister's point of view. "After all, he's considered the savior of the elves." My second sister spat, "My second brother and his mother are the saviors of the elves, yet the elves still enslaved him for twenty years! He could secretly steal some elf girls, and with his abilities, he could win their hearts. However, could he conquer the hypocritical nobility and pride inherent in that race? Perhaps he could only give them false hope before they were completely desperate. They would be somewhat grateful to him, but they wouldn't look up to him or kneel before him. In their hearts, he would always be a half-elf or a traitor. They felt his change of heart was merely an atonement for their sins; whether they forgave him was up to them. A savior? Have you ever seen a savior as free as him? The elves value him; they've already got a ton of things to deal with." I thought my second sister's words made sense, but I still had a question in my mind, "Or maybe he simply doesn't like it, so he hasn't bothered with post-war affairs..." "Impossible. Given his personality, if the elves valued him, even if he turned down the tasks they entrusted to him, he would still boast about it to us. But in these four days, have you ever seen him mention the elves? Eldest sister, it's not that I like to speculate, but I always feel that he carries something heavy in his heart, something he doesn't want us to know. He has raped many elven girls, even princesses and royal consorts—these are facts that cannot be erased by the words 'savior.' His bloodline has determined his fate. Whether humans or elves win, he will be the one who suffers the most. If I could, I really want to take him home..." "Second sister, good idea! Trick him back to the capital. Once he's on our territory, he'll be at our mercy. I'll also have a chance to get revenge..." Fifth sister had woken up at some point and was speaking incoherently. "You think you're so smart!" The second sister poked the fifth sister's forehead. "Only a fool would be tricked back to the capital by you! In the Elven race, at least he could survive. With us, can he survive? Putting aside the alliance, would the elders of the clan forgive him? To be defeated without a fight is a disgrace to Kuangbu. If your second brother were that stupid, he wouldn't be your first man. Trick him? Seek revenge? You're too green." The fifth sister pushed the second sister's hand away and shouted, "Second sister, poke me all you want, but don't insult me while you're doing it! You keep talking about my first man. I don't need you to remind me, I'll remember it until I die. Also, my calling him 'brother' today doesn't count. I didn't want to at the time, but I kept calling him that. He was the one who messed with me, it wasn't my intention." I felt a little heavy-hearted, not knowing what to say, nor did I want to say too much. "Fifth sister, it's late. Take your third sister back to the dormitory. I want to continue resting." "Third sister is really something, even more fragile than me." The fifth sister was thoughtful, didn't object, and didn't linger. She took her third sister and went out. "Second sister, you should go back too!" "Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight." "Okay." I replied. She suddenly became docile, returning to her usual quietness.Entering my room, I saw my third and fourth sisters already unconscious, my second and fifth sisters limp and surrendered, and Bu Mo's limbs wrapped around him, frantically responding to his thrusts… “Big sister, you’re finally here! That half-elf is so despicable! He used the Beast Whip to quickly defeat us! My third and fourth sisters are still unconscious from being teased, and now Bu Mo is about to die too! Please save her! The Beast Whip is so powerful…” My fifth sister’s face was flushed, and her mouth was full of lewd words. Looking closely, I saw that Bru’s enormous penis trembled with a dark, sinister light, both alluring and sensual. Although I didn’t know before that the “Clan Penis” could change size, I had long known about the “Beast Whip” tradition. Ever since experiencing the climax of sex, I sometimes thought of the Beast Whip from the family legend, but each time I would be disappointed, thinking that as a woman of the clan, even if I ever met the inheritor, I would never have the chance to experience the “Beast Whip.” Who would have thought that such a great incestuous affair would occur? Fine, let the lewd beast "whip" me once... Blue left Bumo, jumped to the foot of the bed, dragged me over, and pushed me down. He grabbed my broad, plump buttocks with both hands, and the moment his penis touched me, I felt like I was being electrocuted. My lower body instantly went numb, dormant pleasure nerves were awakened, and the sudden engorgement made my skin sensitive, and I was about to ejaculate. This was the lewd beast's whip! He thrust into me at top speed, as if stuffing all the desire in the world into me. I felt intense pleasure in my lower body, like an orgasm, as if I had drunk an aphrodisiac. My body rapidly heated up, becoming hot and aroused. I never thought I would reach orgasm so quickly. This magical aphrodisiac effect was too deadly. The force of his penis, the moment it made contact, had already spread throughout my nerves, as if thousands of invisible penises were pricking and grinding every pore of my body. I was truly insane! He thrust in and out, and I felt no discomfort or pain. Intense pleasure eroded my mind and body. My reason remained clear, but I couldn't resist the sudden onslaught of spring tide. Moaning was an explosive language. "Ah! Second brother, fuck me! Fuck me... I'm so excited! Your cock... my favorite! I love your big cock... I love you... Oh, second brother, you're my brother, oh... brother..." "Second sister, did you hear that? Eldest sister is calling him brother too." "Fifth sister, weren't you calling him brother just now too..." I couldn't hear what they were saying after that. My voice drowned out my eardrums, and I couldn't even hear what I was shouting. From the moment I was penetrated, the orgasms never stopped. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, and I felt a suffocating ecstasy. The rhythm of the cock thrusting in and out was like the most sensual melody in the world. I enjoyed it, I danced... There was no restraint, no shame. I couldn't control the indulgence of my body and mind. If I had a choice, I would rather die like this! I think I'm going to die. His thrusting gives me the pleasure of death. I was paralyzed, even the slightest strength to twist disappeared, my breathing exceeded my heart's capacity, my head was also lacking oxygen, my vision went blank, and then suddenly turned into silent darkness… I opened my eyes and saw the night. My fifth and third sisters were still asleep, and my fourth sister had already returned to her room. Dragging my tired body, I sat against the bed rail and weakly asked, “When did he leave?” Bu Mo gently shook his head, and my second sister replied, “After eldest sister fainted, he tormented us again. I was the last to faint and the first to wake up. When I woke up, I felt a tingling numbness in my vagina, and when I looked down, it was covered in semen. He probably had something to deal with today, and deliberately made us faint from pleasure so he could leave early. Tomorrow, or perhaps it will be goodbye forever…” “Hmm,” I responded blankly. I longed to leave. I wanted to hug my son. He was already three years old; perhaps he wouldn't recognize me as his mother? When I left, he was only six months old. When I returned to him, he should be five years old then, right? Separation is the best measure of the length of time. Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind: when I see Bru again after this departure, how will I measure the years I've spent with him? A deep sorrow welled up inside me, overshadowing my longing for my son. "We can't stay in the Elven realm either..." Bru sighed sadly. "The Elven realm is his home, but not ours. I told Mother I would go back and let her hold me, even if she holds my bones! It's a promise a daughter makes to her mother; I don't want her to die with those waiting eyes wide open. But I really want to stay by his side, even though it's foolish, he has so many women..." "The men around us all have many women, let alone him living in the Elven realm! Don't you think about it? There are less than two hundred men in the Elven realm now. If he can't steal a few women, does he deserve to be a man of our clan? Bru, stop thinking about those things, and stop being jealous. Go back to the capital, forget about my bastard brother, find a man who likes anal sex, and tell him you're a barren woman, just play anal sex with him." My second sister's words of comfort only made her more heartbroken. Bu Mo said shyly, "Second Miss, if I wanted a man, I would have found one long ago. Why would I need him?" The second sister sat up, spread her hands at Bu Mo, and laughed, "Then I have no choice. You either stay with the elves or go back to Tongdu to see your mother. But I suggest you go back. Although he helped the elves win, who can guarantee how the elves will treat him? Based on his past experiences and his half-elf blood, I feel he still won't be able to establish himself. Can you really feel comfortable watching him be abused by those elves here?" "The elves wouldn't continue to abuse him, would they?" I disagreed with the second sister's point of view. "After all, he's considered the savior of the elves." My second sister spat, "My second brother and his mother are the saviors of the elves, yet the elves still enslaved him for twenty years! He could secretly steal some elf girls, and with his abilities, he could win their hearts. However, could he conquer the hypocritical nobility and pride inherent in that race? Perhaps he could only give them false hope before they were completely desperate. They would be somewhat grateful to him, but they wouldn't look up to him or kneel before him. In their hearts, he would always be a half-elf or a traitor. They felt his change of heart was merely an atonement for their sins; whether they forgave him was up to them. A savior? Have you ever seen a savior as free as him? The elves value him; they've already got a ton of things to deal with." I thought my second sister's words made sense, but I still had a question in my mind, "Or maybe he simply doesn't like it, so he hasn't bothered with post-war affairs..." "Impossible. Given his personality, if the elves valued him, even if he turned down the tasks they entrusted to him, he would still boast about it to us. But in these four days, have you ever seen him mention the elves? Eldest sister, it's not that I like to speculate, but I always feel that he carries something heavy in his heart, something he doesn't want us to know. He has raped many elven girls, even princesses and royal consorts—these are facts that cannot be erased by the words 'savior.' His bloodline has determined his fate. Whether humans or elves win, he will be the one who suffers the most. If I could, I really want to take him home..." "Second sister, good idea! Trick him back to the capital. Once he's on our territory, he'll be at our mercy. I'll also have a chance to get revenge..." Fifth sister had woken up at some point and was speaking incoherently. "You think you're so smart!" The second sister poked the fifth sister's forehead. "Only a fool would be tricked back to the capital by you! In the Elven race, at least he could survive. With us, can he survive? Putting aside the alliance, would the elders of the clan forgive him? To be defeated without a fight is a disgrace to Kuangbu. If your second brother were that stupid, he wouldn't be your first man. Trick him? Seek revenge? You're too green." The fifth sister pushed the second sister's hand away and shouted, "Second sister, poke me all you want, but don't insult me while you're doing it! You keep talking about my first man. I don't need you to remind me, I'll remember it until I die. Also, my calling him 'brother' today doesn't count. I didn't want to at the time, but I kept calling him that. He was the one who messed with me, it wasn't my intention." I felt a little heavy-hearted, not knowing what to say, nor did I want to say too much. "Fifth sister, it's late. Take your third sister back to the dormitory. I want to continue resting." "Third sister is really something, even more fragile than me." The fifth sister was thoughtful, didn't object, and didn't linger. She took her third sister and went out. "Second sister, you should go back too!" "Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight." "Okay." I replied. She suddenly became docile, returning to her usual quietness.Blue left Bumo, jumped to the foot of the bed, dragged me over, and pushed me down. He grabbed my broad, fleshy buttocks with both hands, and the moment his penis touched me, I felt an electric shock. My lower body went numb instantly, dormant pleasure nerves were awakened, and the sudden engorgement made my skin sensitive, and I was on the verge of a gush of lust. This was the Beast Whip! He thrust into me at top speed, as if stuffing all the desire in the world into me. I felt intense pleasure in my lower body, like an orgasm, as if I had drunk an aphrodisiac. My body rapidly heated up, becoming hot and aroused. I never thought I would reach orgasm so quickly. This magical aphrodisiac effect was deadly. The force of his penis, the moment it touched me, spread throughout my nerves, as if thousands of invisible penises were pricking and grinding every pore of my body. I was truly insane! He thrust in and out, and I felt no discomfort or pain. Intense pleasure overwhelmed my mind and body. My reason remained clear, but I couldn't resist the sudden onslaught of lust. Moaning was an explosive language. "Ah! Second brother, fuck me! Fuck me... I'm so excited! Your cock... my favorite! I love your big cock... I love you... Oh, second brother, you're my brother, oh... brother..." "Second sister, did you hear that? Eldest sister is calling him brother too." "Fifth sister, weren't you calling him brother just now too..." I couldn't hear what they were saying after that. My voice drowned out my eardrums, and I couldn't even hear what I was shouting. From the moment I was penetrated, the orgasms never stopped. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, and I felt a suffocating ecstasy. The rhythm of the cock thrusting in and out was like the most sensual melody in the world. I enjoyed it, I danced... There was no restraint, no shame. I couldn't control the indulgence of my body and mind. If I had a choice, I would rather die like this! I think I'm going to die. His thrusting gives me the pleasure of death. I was paralyzed, even the slightest strength to twist disappeared, my breathing exceeded my heart's capacity, my head was also lacking oxygen, my vision went blank, and then suddenly turned into silent darkness… I opened my eyes and saw the night. My fifth and third sisters were still asleep, and my fourth sister had already returned to her room. Dragging my tired body, I sat against the bed rail and weakly asked, “When did he leave?” Bu Mo gently shook his head, and my second sister replied, “After eldest sister fainted, he tormented us again. I was the last to faint and the first to wake up. When I woke up, I felt a tingling numbness in my vagina, and when I looked down, it was covered in semen. He probably had something to deal with today, and deliberately made us faint from pleasure so he could leave early. Tomorrow, or perhaps it will be goodbye forever…” “Hmm,” I responded blankly. I longed to leave. I wanted to hug my son. He was already three years old; perhaps he wouldn't recognize me as his mother? When I left, he was only six months old. When I returned to him, he should be five years old then, right? Separation is the best measure of the length of time. Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind: when I see Bru again after this departure, how will I measure the years I've spent with him? A deep sorrow welled up inside me, overshadowing my longing for my son. "We can't stay in the Elven realm either..." Bru sighed sadly. "The Elven realm is his home, but not ours. I told Mother I would go back and let her hold me, even if she holds my bones! It's a promise a daughter makes to her mother; I don't want her to die with those waiting eyes wide open. But I really want to stay by his side, even though it's foolish, he has so many women..." "The men around us all have many women, let alone him living in the Elven realm! Don't you think about it? There are less than two hundred men in the Elven realm now. If he can't steal a few women, does he deserve to be a man of our clan? Bru, stop thinking about those things, and stop being jealous. Go back to the capital, forget about my bastard brother, find a man who likes anal sex, and tell him you're a barren woman, just play anal sex with him." My second sister's words of comfort only made her more heartbroken. Bu Mo said shyly, "Second Miss, if I wanted a man, I would have found one long ago. Why would I need him?" The second sister sat up, spread her hands at Bu Mo, and laughed, "Then I have no choice. You either stay with the elves or go back to Tongdu to see your mother. But I suggest you go back. Although he helped the elves win, who can guarantee how the elves will treat him? Based on his past experiences and his half-elf blood, I feel he still won't be able to establish himself. Can you really feel comfortable watching him be abused by those elves here?" "The elves wouldn't continue to abuse him, would they?" I disagreed with the second sister's point of view. "After all, he's considered the savior of the elves." My second sister spat, "My second brother and his mother are the saviors of the elves, yet the elves still enslaved him for twenty years! He could secretly steal some elf girls, and with his abilities, he could win their hearts. However, could he conquer the hypocritical nobility and pride inherent in that race? Perhaps he could only give them false hope before they were completely desperate. They would be somewhat grateful to him, but they wouldn't look up to him or kneel before him. In their hearts, he would always be a half-elf or a traitor. They felt his change of heart was merely an atonement for their sins; whether they forgave him was up to them. A savior? Have you ever seen a savior as free as him? The elves value him; they've already got a ton of things to deal with." I thought my second sister's words made sense, but I still had a question in my mind, "Or maybe he simply doesn't like it, so he hasn't bothered with post-war affairs..." "Impossible. Given his personality, if the elves valued him, even if he turned down the tasks they entrusted to him, he would still boast about it to us. But in these four days, have you ever seen him mention the elves? Eldest sister, it's not that I like to speculate, but I always feel that he carries something heavy in his heart, something he doesn't want us to know. He has raped many elven girls, even princesses and royal consorts—these are facts that cannot be erased by the words 'savior.' His bloodline has determined his fate. Whether humans or elves win, he will be the one who suffers the most. If I could, I really want to take him home..." "Second sister, good idea! Trick him back to the capital. Once he's on our territory, he'll be at our mercy. I'll also have a chance to get revenge..." Fifth sister had woken up at some point and was speaking incoherently. "You think you're so smart!" The second sister poked the fifth sister's forehead. "Only a fool would be tricked back to the capital by you! In the Elven race, at least he could survive. With us, can he survive? Putting aside the alliance, would the elders of the clan forgive him? To be defeated without a fight is a disgrace to Kuangbu. If your second brother were that stupid, he wouldn't be your first man. Trick him? Seek revenge? You're too green." The fifth sister pushed the second sister's hand away and shouted, "Second sister, poke me all you want, but don't insult me while you're doing it! You keep talking about my first man. I don't need you to remind me, I'll remember it until I die. Also, my calling him 'brother' today doesn't count. I didn't want to at the time, but I kept calling him that. He was the one who messed with me, it wasn't my intention." I felt a little heavy-hearted, not knowing what to say, nor did I want to say too much. "Fifth sister, it's late. Take your third sister back to the dormitory. I want to continue resting." "Third sister is really something, even more fragile than me." The fifth sister was thoughtful, didn't object, and didn't linger. She took her third sister and went out. "Second sister, you should go back too!" "Sister, I want to sleep with you tonight." "Okay." I replied. She suddenly became docile, returning to her usual quietness.Blue left Bumo, jumped to the foot of the bed, dragged me over, and pushed me down. He grabbed my broad, fleshy buttocks with both hands, and the moment his penis touched me, I felt an electric shock. My lower body went numb instantly, dormant pleasure nerves were awakened, and the sudden engorgement made my skin sensitive, and I was on the verge of a gush of lust. This was the Beast Whip! He thrust into me at top speed, as if stuffing all the desire in the world into me. I felt intense pleasure in my lower body, like an orgasm, as if I had drunk an aphrodisiac. My body rapidly heated up, becoming hot and aroused. I never thought I would reach orgasm so quickly. This magical aphrodisiac effect was deadly. The force of his penis, the moment it touched me, spread throughout my nerves, as if thousands of invisible penises were pricking and grinding every pore of my body. I was truly insane! He thrust in and out, and I felt no discomfort or pain. Intense pleasure overwhelmed my mind and body. My reason remained clear, but I couldn't resist the sudden onslaught of lust. Moaning was an explosive language. "Ah! Second brother, fuck me! Fuck me... I'm so excited! Your cock... my favorite! I love your big cock... I love you... Oh, second brother, you're my brother, oh... brother..." "Second sister, did you hear that? Eldest sister is calling him brother too." "Fifth sister, weren't you calling him brother just now too..." I couldn't hear what they were saying after that. My voice drowned out my eardrums, and I couldn't even hear what I was shouting. From the moment I was penetrated, the orgasms never stopped. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed me, and I felt a suffocating ecstasy. The rhythm of the cock thrusting in and out was like the most sensual melody in the world. I enjoyed it, I danced... There was no restraint, no shame. I couldn't control the indulgence of my body and mind. If I had a choice, I would rather die like this! I think I'm going to die. His thrusting gives me the pleasure of death. I was paralyzed, even the slightest strength to twist disappeared, my breathing exceeded my heart's capacity, my head was also lacking oxygen, my vision went blank, and then suddenly turned into silent darkness… I opened my eyes and saw the night. My fifth and third sisters were still asleep, and my fourth sister had already returned to her room. Dragging my tired body, I sat against the bed rail and weakly asked, “When did he leave?” Bu Mo gently shook his head, and my second sister replied, “After eldest sister fainted, he tormented us again. I was the last to faint and the first to wake up. When I woke up, I felt a tingling numbness in my vagina, and when I looked down, it was covered in semen. He probably had something to deal with today, and deliberately made us faint from pleasure so he could leave early. Tomorrow, or perhaps it will be goodbye forever…” “Hmm,” I responded blankly. I longed to leave. I wanted to hug my son. He was already three years old; perhaps he wouldn't recognize me as his mother? When I left, he was only six months old. When I returned to him, he should be five years old then, right? Separation is the best measure of the length of time. Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind: when I see Bru again after this departure, how will I measure the years I've spent with him? A deep sorrow welled up inside me, overshadowing my longing for my son. "We can't stay in the Elven realm either..." Bru sighed sadly. "The Elven realm is his home, but not ours. I told Mother I would go back and let her hold me, even if she holds my bones! It's a promise a daughter makes to her mother; I don't want her to die with those waiting eyes wide open. But I really want to stay by his side, even though it's foolish, he has so many women..." "The men around us all have many women, let alone him living in the Elven realm! Don't you think about it? There are less than two hundred men in the Elven realm now. If he can't steal a few women, does he deserve to be a man of our clan? Bru, stop thinking about those things, and stop being jealous. Go back to the capital, forget about my bastard brother, find a man who likes anal sex, and tell him you're a barren woman, just play anal sex with him." My second sister's words of comfort only made her more heartbroken. Bu Mo said shyly, "Second Miss, if I wanted a man, I would have found one long ago. Why would I need him?" The second sister sat up, spread her hands at Bu Mo, and laughed, "Then I have no choice. You either stay with the elves or go back to Tongdu to see your mother. But I suggest you go back. Although he helped the elves win, who can guarantee how the elves will treat him? Based on his past experiences and his half-elf blood, I feel he still won't be able to establish himself. Can you really feel comfortable watching him be abused by those elves here?" "The elves wouldn't continue to abuse him, would they?" I disagreed with the second sister's point of view. "After all, he's considered the savior of the elves." My second sister spat, "My second brother and his mother are the saviors of the elves, yet the elves still enslaved him for twenty years! He could secretly steal some elf girls, and with his abilities, he could win their hearts. However, could he conquer the hypocritical nobility and pride inherent in that race? Perhaps he could only give them false hope before they were completely desperate. They would be somewhat grateful to him, but they wouldn't look up to him or kneel before him. In their hearts, he would always be a half-elf or a traitor. They felt his change of heart was merely an atonement for their sins; whether they forgave him was up to them. A savior? Have you ever seen a savior as free as him? The elves value him; they've already got a ton of things to deal with." I thought my second sister's words made sense, but I still had a question in my mind, "Or maybe he simply doesn't like it, so he hasn't bothered with post-war affairs..." "Impossible. Given his personality, if the elves valued him, even if he turned down the tasks they entrusted to him, he would still boast about it to us. But in these four days, have you ever seen him mention the elves? Eldest sister, it's not that I like to speculate, but I always feel that he carries something heavy in his heart, something he doesn't want us to know. He has raped many elven girls, even princesses and royal consorts—these are facts that cannot be erased by the words 'savior.' His bloodline has determined his fate. Whether humans or elves win, he will be the one who suffers the most. If I could, I really want to take him home..." "Second sister, good idea! Trick him back to the capital. Once he's on our territory, he'll be at our mercy. I'll also have a chance to get revenge..." Fifth sister had woken up at some point and was speaking incoherently. "You think you're so smart!" The second sister poked the fifth sister's forehead. "Only a fool would be tricked back to the capital by you! In the Elven race, at least he could survive. With us, can he survive? Putting aside the alliance, would the elders of the clan forgive him? To be defeated without a fight is a disgrace to Kuangbu. If your second brother were that stupid, he wouldn't be your first man. Trick him? Seek revenge? You're too green." The fifth sister pushed the second sister's hand away and shouted, "Second sister, poke me all you want, but don't insult me while you're doing it! You keep talking about my first man. I don't need you to remind me, I'll remember it until I die

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