At this point, she wasn’t really afraid anymore; instead, she felt a vague sense of anticipation. She clenched the toy inserted in her pussy a little tighter.
Yang Haoran watched as his aunt, Hao Lei, knelt down. He then glanced at his girlfriend, Ji Youxi, who was eating grapes, her thin, moist cherry lips glistening enticingly. Noticing her boyfriend’s gaze, she didn’t speak but gave a slight nod.
She seemed like an outsider, detached and at ease. Even seeing her own mother kneeling before her boyfriend didn’t make her frown; the scene before her was like a gentle breeze, not enough to stir any waves.
Yang Haoran no longer held back. He spoke to Aunt Hao Lei in a commanding tone: “Auntie, show me your big tits. Youxi has completely handed you over to me. From now on, I am your master.”
This made Ji Youxi frown slightly. She had never said she was completely handing her mother over to her boyfriend—only letting him play with her occasionally.
But since her boyfriend was in high spirits, she didn’t say anything.
Hao Lei, hearing Yang Haoran’s command, mistakenly thought her daughter had completely handed her over to her boyfriend to manage, just like a dairy cow being sold off. She felt no resentment; she had long accepted that she was a breeding animal. It didn’t matter if her daughter handed her over to her boyfriend—even if her daughter really sold her off like a milk cow to a stranger, she would obediently submit.
In fact, she was somewhat satisfied with the current situation. She didn’t have to worry about the future, could stay by her daughter’s side, and see her whenever she wanted.
So, she felt somewhat grateful to Yang Haoran. Though she didn’t know what methods he had used to win her daughter’s heart, the fact that her daughter was willing to hand her over clearly meant she was serious.
Moreover, being a milk cow, Hao Lei thought it would be perfect for producing milk to help nourish her future grandchildren.
So, upon hearing Yang Haoran’s command, Hao Lei endured her shame and began to undress. She took off her shirt, then unhooked her bra, exposing a pair of stunningly large breasts to Yang Haoran’s gaze.
Yang Haoran examined them. Aunt Hao Lei’s massive, melon-like snow-white breasts, now free from the support of her bra, sagged slightly into a teardrop shape, hanging like two large coconuts on her chest.
Her skin was exceptionally well-maintained, and her fair complexion made those towering, voluptuous breasts extremely enticing. Her two nipples were a dark pink, each pierced with a silver ring, worn like earrings on her nipples.
Feeling Yang Haoran’s gaze scanning her like she was merchandise, Hao Lei felt somewhat uncomfortable but suppressed it, baring her breasts to let him appreciate them fully.
“Auntie, I brought two tubes of lactation inducement,” Yang Haoran said, taking two glass bottles from his pocket. They contained a clear liquid, and he also had a syringe. As he opened the bottles, he continued, “These two tubes are imported. They’re harmless to the body. After the injection, your tits will grow another cup size, though it might cause some inconvenience in your daily life.”
He slowly drew the liquid from the glass bottles into the syringe and continued, “But Auntie, you know—in this house and in my eyes, you’re just a milk cow. Producing milk is your duty.”
“Even though you’re Youxi’s mother, from now on, you’re just a domesticated animal. Let me make this clear, Auntie: I won’t treat you as a person.”
Yang Haoran was stating his position plainly.
Hearing this, Hao Lei’s expression remained unchanged. “Master, Auntie has no objections. As long as you don’t leave Youxi, I will always remember that I am just a milk cow you keep, to be disposed of as you please.”
Yang Haoran watched as Aunt Hao Lei spoke these degrading words with a seemingly natural expression. She was indeed a well-trained breeding animal, polished by his girlfriend Ji Youxi.
“Come over here,” Ji Youxi said.
Hearing her mother’s words, Ji Youxi’s eyes flickered for a moment before returning to calmness. She led her boyfriend and her mother to a master bedroom.
The bedroom was quite spacious. The large bed had no bedding, only a mattress, and there were shackles at all four corners.
Ji Youxi took the leather handle from her boyfriend and led her mother to the bed. Hao Lei understood what was expected and obediently lay down on the bed in a spread-eagle position. Her daughter shackled her limbs, rendering her immobile, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
“You handle the rest,” Ji Youxi said to Yang Haoran and turned to leave, but Yang Haoran grabbed her. With a mix of amusement and exasperation, he said, “Aren’t you going to stay and watch?”
Ji Youxi rolled her eyes at him and glanced toward the northern corner of the room, where a camera was fixed. “I’ll watch from outside. There’s surveillance.”
This clearly didn’t match Ji Youxi’s usual temperament. After a moment’s thought, Yang Haoran understood and chuckled. “Youxi, are you worried I might lose control and take you right here?”
“That’s part of it,” Ji Youxi admitted outright, much to Yang Haoran’s surprise. Her gaze held a clear lack of trust.
“Well, Youxi, since that’s the case, you can’t just leave. I need to collect some interest,” Yang Haoran said, pretending to be angry. He spoke to his girlfriend in a half-joking tone: “If you want to leave, get on your knees and suck my cock. Then I’ll let you go.”
“Don’t treat me like one of your playthings,” Ji Youxi retorted, her stunning face showing clear displeasure. She swatted his hand away without giving him any face and walked out without looking back.
Yang Haoran quickly grabbed her again. Under her furrowed brow and expressionless stare, he actually felt a bit intimidated. He put on a smile and coaxed her, “Youxi, I was just joking. Don’t be angry.”
“I’m not angry. I just can’t be bothered to look at you.”
Look at that—how could she not be angry?
Yang Haoran didn’t dare believe it. He apologized with a laugh: “You’re so beautiful, and you’re my woman. It’s normal for me to have these thoughts. You can’t blame me. Ever since I last tasted your little mouth, I haven’t been able to forget it.”
Hearing this, Ji Youxi’s frown eased slightly. She thought she couldn’t always give him a hard time—she needed to give him some sweetness too. So she nodded and said, “Take off your pants. I’ll suck your cock.”