“You little slut… see if I don’t fuck you to death…”
Yang Haoran growled, forcefully kneading Yao Yao’s full, soft, and snow-white large breasts, reveling in the exquisite sensation in his hands. His hips thrust wildly, creating a rapid, slapping sound.
At home, to avoid complications, Yang Haoran had to finish quickly. Driven by the intense pleasure, he fucked faster and faster, his thick, long cock savagely ravaging her tender pink pussy.
Hearing Yao Yao’s alluring moans spill from her throat despite her hand covering her mouth, Yang Haoran felt utterly exhilarated. The sight of Yao Yao’s pure and pretty face beneath him further fueled his conquest.
After just a few minutes, the pleasure Yang Haoran had built up surged like a tide. He thrust rapidly dozens of times before finally pressing his hips tightly against Yao Yao’s, spasming as he shot streams of cum inside her.
After releasing, Yang Haoran came to his senses and broke out in a cold sweat. He had truly lost his mind to dare fuck Yao Yao at home. If his mother found out, it would be the end of the world.
He pulled out his semi-soft cock and watched as Yao Yao’s tender pink pussy twitched, gushing out streams of white fluid. He slapped her delicate little cunt, the abuse of the vulnerable spot causing Yang Mengyao to cry out in pain before she hurriedly covered her mouth again, tears welling in her eyes as she met her brother’s fierce glare.
“Even if it hurts, you’ll bear it. Tomorrow, I’ll have Wan Nu punish you,” Yang Haoran said in a low, vicious voice, showing no tenderness, only a wave of belated fear.
If his mother found out and the commotion alerted his father, leading to a “happy family reunion,” the consequences would be unthinkable.
Seeing her brother’s angry face, Yang Mengyao panicked, knowing her earlier actions had upset him. She knelt before him, pleading, “No, Brother, Yao Yao knows she was wrong…”
Tears streamed down her face. She knew what punishment meant. If Shao Wan carried it out, she would be treated like a breeding animal again—slapped on the face, her tits beaten, and whipped with a cane.
She had only gone through the entire process once before and was terrified of it.
Seeing Yao Yao’s pitiful appearance, Yang Haoran couldn’t help but soften a little. He chastised her, “You only do what Brother allows you to do, understand?”
“Understood, Brother. Yao Yao will always be Brother’s pet. Brother, please don’t be angry anymore, okay?” Seeing her brother’s expression improve, Yang Mengyao spoke coquettishly, cupping her large breasts as if offering a treasure. “Yao Yao is mentally prepared, Brother. When will you pierce Yao Yao’s tits with nipple rings?”
Yang Haoran knew Yao Yao was saying this to please him. He pinched one of her pink buds, its delicate color like red jade, and nodded. “I’ll get you pierced in a few days. You can go back now. Consider the punishment waived.”
“Okay!” Relieved that her brother was no longer angry, Yang Mengyao let out a sigh of relief. Like an obedient kitten, she lowered her head and extended her pink tongue to lick her brother’s toes.
Yang Haoran stroked Yao Yao’s hair as if petting an animal. Even though Yao Yao was his biological sister, it didn’t stop him from training her to be his pet.
“Yao Yao, you must always remember that you are just Brother’s plaything. Don’t think of yourself as a human. Your large breasts will have nipple rings, and whenever Brother feels interested, your pussy will have a piercing too. This is how Brother accessorizes you.”
“Also, sleep with the anal plug tonight. From now on, you’ll wear it often. I love seeing you arch your ass with that pink gemstone anal plug decorating your hole. It’s very pretty.”
“When Brother feels the time is right, I’ll remove the plug and break in your asshole. That way, Brother can have Wan Nu wear a double-ended dildo and fuck you together with me. Brother will fuck your ass while Wan Nu fucks your pussy. We’ll gangbang you to satisfy you, you little slut. How does that sound?”
“Yes, Yao Yao will listen to everything Brother says.”
Yang Mengyao blushed at the thought of that scene but didn’t dare refuse her brother.
She knew that sooner or later, she would be sandwiched between her brother and her best friend Shao Wan, both playing with her body.
And her best friend Shao Wan’s asshole had already been broken in. Perhaps her brother would order her to fuck Shao Wan together first, making Shao Wan the plaything for both siblings before her.
Unaware of the girl’s wild thoughts, Yang Haoran took out a collar and leash, fastening it around Yao Yao’s neck. He led her around the room for a while.
This pure and beautiful class monitor now resembled a bitch in heat, crawling quite skillfully—clearly, she had been specially trained.
Yao Yao stuck out her pink tongue, crawling on all fours. Following her brother’s figure and the tug of the leash around her neck, her round, perky snow-white buttocks swayed slightly like a bitch in heat, paired with the pink gemstone embedded in her asshole, making for a tantalizing sight.
After walking her for a while to help Yao Yao relax, Yang Haoran had her get dressed and return. He then cleaned up, changed the bedding, and lay down to sleep.
…
The next day, the sunlight was just right, and the breeze was gentle.
The morning classes passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Haoran waited outside the classroom for Ji Youxi, feeling the autumn wind and a sense of indescribable unease.
It wasn’t fear, exactly—just a strange premonition. It came from his mother’s previous attitude toward Ji Youxi and from his understanding of Ji Youxi herself. These two women close to him were neither simple nor easy to handle.
“Let’s go. We still need to buy some gifts later.”
Suddenly, Ji Youxi’s calm voice came from behind. Turning around, Yang Haoran saw her expression was utterly unruffled, serene as still water. He couldn’t help but ask:
“Youxi, aren’t you nervous at all?”
“Why would I be nervous?” Ji Youxi rolled her eyes. “It’s not like I don’t know your mother.”
“I may have said that, but my mother is only like that with me.”
As they talked, they walked downstairs. Yang Haoran explained, “My mother is usually quite cold toward outsiders. It’s just her nature. If she acts indifferent, Youxi, don’t take it to heart.”
“Once you get to know her better, you’ll realize she’s actually a good person.”
Yang Haoran was trying to prepare her. Ji Youxi’s understanding of his mother came solely from his one-sided accounts. He was afraid that their special mother-son relationship would make Ji Youxi look down on his mother, and he also worried that if his mother acted coldly, it might anger Ji Youxi.