Before she could even process the lingering warmth of the abuse, two consecutive cracks of the whip lashed against her fleshy buttocks, plunging Shen Qing back into agony.
” Scream for meโฆ you slutty bitchโฆ why hold back?!” Yang Haoran was thoroughly exhilarated, his face flushed with excitement. Aunt Shen’s pained cries were intoxicating to him, fueling a perverse sense of pleasure that welled up from within. After his command, he held back no longer.
The swinging black leather whip rained down fiercely like a storm upon Aunt Shen’s trembling, ample rear. Zhou Shiwen watched from behind, his face alight with excitement as he witnessed his childhood friend abusing his mother.
” Thwackโฆ thwack, thwackโฆ thwackโฆ thwack, thwackโฆ”
“Mmmph ahhh~~ Masterโฆ please have mercy on this slaveโฆ ahhhโฆ noโฆ “Ah! Mmmphโฆ It hurts so muchโฆ ahhh ahhh~~~” Shen Qing, her bottom stuck out in pain, tossed her head from side to side. As the whip fell like relentless rain, her agonized screams continued unabated. Excruciating pain radiated from her buttocks, twisting her beautiful, enchanting face into a mask of agony. She trembled all over from the pain.
” Scream louderโฆ you cheap whoreโฆ slutty bitchโฆ whereโs all that lewd energy from before?!” Yang Haoran was completely lost in this indescribable, perverse ecstasy, a lewd smile hanging on his lips as two more lashes landed.
” Ahhhโฆ please have mercy on this slaveโฆ Masterโฆ ah mmphโฆ please, no moreโฆ”
Shen Qing let out a blood-curdling scream, the pain so intense she nearly collapsed to the floor. Fine beads of sweat sprouted on her forehead like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. The pain was truly unbearable. Her fiery, sexy body twisted and writhed, trying to evade the blows, but it was futile against the relentless fall of the whip upon her plump, fleshy buttocks and her fair, beautiful back.
” Ahhh~~ Master~~ It hurts so much~~ This slave knows she was wrong~~ Please, no more~~ Mmmph ahhh~~ Please spare this slave, Master~~” Hahhh ahhh~~~ Master~~~ This slave begs you~~~ It really hurts so much~~~ Auntie wouldn’t dare disobey your orders~~~ Ugh ahhh~~ Please, won’t you stop hitting me~~~ Iโm begging you~~~ Auntie is begging you~~~ Mmmph ahhh”
The only response to her pleas was the relentless fall of the whip, mercilessly lashing her, drawing continuous screams of agony. The pain forced her to toss her head back and forth, her long, dark hair cascading over her contorted face. Yet, she still dared not rise, forced to endure her master’s flogging while screaming in torment.
It wasn’t that Shen Qing couldn’t endure the pain; she understood that screaming directly to express her suffering was what would bring little Haoran greater enjoyment. Both of them were deeply immersed in this perverse whipping game.
The sight of his mother’s pitiful state eventually became too much even for the excited Zhou Shiwen, who couldn’t bear to watch any longer. “Haoran, maybeโฆ maybe that’s enough,” heๅ่ฏด (advised). Yang Haoran, however, was right in the midst of his fun and was in no mood to listen. He ignored him completely, swinging the whip again, this time putting his full force into it, landing seven or eight consecutive lashes upon Aunt Shen’s already crimson, upturned bottom.
” Thwack, thwackโฆ thwackโฆ thwack, thwackโฆ”
” Ahhh~~ Master~~ Please fuck this slave’s slutty cunt~~ Ahhh~~ No more~~ It hurts so much~~ Thwack~~~ Mmmph ahhh~~~ Master~~ This slave knows she was wrong~~” Shen Qing’s agonized screams filled the living room. Her beautiful, enchanting face was deathly pale and twisted in pain, her lovely hair disheveled. She scrambled on her hands and knees to Yang Haoran’s feet and began debasing herself by licking his toes. While licking, she raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, pleading meekly, “Little Haoran, Auntie knows she was wrong. You can lock Auntie up. Mmmphโฆ Iโll listen to everything you sayโฆ Little Haoranโฆ Auntie will be your bitchโฆ your sex slaveโฆ your cum dumpโฆ”
” Masterโฆ Auntie wonโt dare use her status as an elder to tease you anymoreโฆ Auntie is begging youโฆ please donโt hit Auntie anymore.”
Seeing Aunt Shen’s tear-streaked, pitiful begging, her beautiful face covered in tears and her utterly debased appearance, Yang Haoran felt an intense surge of conquest. He snarled viciously, “Slutty bitch, Iโll give you two choices. One: continue to be whipped. Two: lie on your side on the ground and let me stomp on your tits.” Shen Qing looked toward her son for help. Zhou Shiwen, his face full ofไธๅฟ (unbearableness), advised again, “Haoran, that’s enough. My mother is begging for mercy. Let’s continue next time.”
“Shiwen, it’s not that I’m not giving you face. Your mother, this slutty bitch, needs to be harshly disciplined once before she’ll submit.”
Yang Haoran’s reason seemed to return slightly, his thoughts clearer. “Shiwen, you said it yourself. Your mother belongs to me now. I can do with her as I please.” Reminded by Yang Haoran, Zhou Shiwen thought for a moment, then said with some shame, “Mother, justโฆ just do as Haoran says.”
Shen Qing shot her son a fierce glare, then looked up at little Haoran, her whole body trembling as she meekly pleaded, “Masterโฆ this slave begs youโฆ it really hurts too muchโฆ this slave canโt take it anymoreโฆ”
Yang Haoran didn’t want to bother with any more talk. He commanded in a firm,ๅผบ็กฌ (hard) tone, “Lie down. I’ll stomp on your tits once and then let you go.”
Hearing little Haoran’s words, Aunt Shen hesitated for a few seconds. A look of misery flashed across her beautiful face before her expression went blank and she nodded. She then slowly shifted her body, turning to lie on her side at Yang Haoran’s feet. One of her huge, full, ample breasts pressed against the cold floor.
” I’ll stomp these lewd, cheap tits of yours flatโฆ”
Yang Haoran viciously cursed, then brutally brought his right foot down onto Aunt Shen’s breast, which was pressed against the floor. The snow-white, enormous breast immediately indented, flattened into a pancake-like shape, with layers of lewd, fleshy breast meat spilling out to all sides. Watching Aunt Shen screaming in agony under his foot, her face contorted, glistening with fragrant sweat, Yang Haoran showed no mercy. He ground his ankleๆฎๅฟๅฐ (cruelly) into the soft, abundant flesh, relishing the exhilarating sensation of his sole being enveloped by the soft breast meat.
” Ahhh~~~”
This time, Shen Qing truly cried out in genuine pain. Her chest hurt so badly it was almost numb, her faceๆญๆฒ (contorted), cold sweat beading on her forehead. She shouted loudly, “Enough, enoughโฆ Little Haoranโฆ Auntie knows she was wrongโฆ Itโs killing meโฆ Mmmph ahhโฆ I beg you, Masterโฆ please let this slave goโฆ Ahhh~~~ Ahhh~”
With Yang Haoran’s final, stomping press, Aunt Shen’s snow-white, enormous breast instantly became even flatter. He then withdrew his foot. Shen Qing, clutching her chest in pain, rolled back and forth on the floor, her agonized wails like a beautiful symphony, bringing a look of perverse pleasure to Yang Haoran’s face.
“Haoran, isn’t this a bit too cruel?”
Zhou Shiwen could no longer stand to watch. He hadn’t expected his friend to eventually treat his mother, who was so captivatingly beautiful, like an animal, torturing her so ruthlessly. Her originally beautiful right breast was now a mass of purple and black bruises, a truly horrifying sight.
“It’s fine, Shiwen. I know my limits. Your mother needs to be brutally abused once before she’ll be obedient later.”
Yang Haoran felt waves of euphoria wash over him. Aunt Shen’s screams of agony flooded his brain nerves like a potent drug, making him feel intoxicated and ecstatic all over.
Yang Haoran and Zhou Shiwen began to talk. After five or six minutes had passed, Shen Qing, as if she had passed through the peak of the pain, her face deathly pale, crawled on her hands and knees to Yang Haoran’s feet. On all fours, sheๅๅ (prostrated herself) at his feet like a bitch.