Leaving Siu i completely conquered, filled, and deep in an exhausted sleep, his essence still buried deep inside her body, Jun Hao finally withdrew his heavy, wet manhood slowly from her warmth. He stood up tall and proud, completely naked, his body glistening with sweat and the evidence of their union, his massive, still-throbbing mber hanging heavily between his legs, proud and ready for more. He walked out of her room without a single care, leaving the door wide open behind him, his footsteps heavy and dominant against the floorboards. He was not done yet. The night was young, and his hunger was far from satisfied.
He moved directly toward the next room down the hall—i Ling’s room. His second younger sister. She had been thoroughly broken and claid earlier that sa day, yet that ant nothing to him. To him, they were all just objects, vessels, at created solely to receive his lust.
He pushed the door open violently and stepped inside.
i Ling was sitting up on her bed, still recovering from the brutal treatnt she had endured earlier. She was startled completely out of her wits when she saw him enter—naked, massive, terrifying, and filled with that sa dark, predatory hunger. Her eyes went wide with instant, terrified recognition. She could see the wetness glistening on his skin, the sll of sex wafting off him, and the sheer size of his manhood standing ready and hard again. She imdiately shrank back against the headboard, pulling the covers up tight to her chest, her face pale and filled with dread.
"Please... please no..." i Ling whimpered, her voice trembling, tears already welling in her eyes. She shifted her weight painfully, wincing visibly. "Not again... I beg you... please stop... my pussy is still swollen, raw, and throbbing with pain... my ass is still burning and sore from before... everything hurts so much... I can’t take anymore... please leave alone..."
Jun Hao did not even pause. He did not look at her with kindness or rcy. His expression remained cold, arrogant, and utterly devoid of feeling. He walked closer, looming over her bed, his shadow swallowing her small form completely. He looked down at her fear with wicked amusent.
"Do I look like I care?" Jun Hao replied in a low, chilling, flat tone that sent shivers down her spine. He reached out, grabbing her ankle and dragging her effortlessly toward the edge of the bed. "Shut up and spread your legs. Where is that ass of yours? Turn around. Now."
Before she could protest or try to crawl away, he grabbed her body and spun her around roughly, forcing her onto her hands and knees, her back arched high, her round, soft, youthful bottom pushed up high into the air right in front of him. He ripped the bedsheets away, exposing her completely naked body to him. He saw exactly what she ant—her private areas were indeed red, swollen, bruised slightly, and gaping open from the rough usage earlier that day, glistening wet and tender. It only excited him more. It only proved how thoroughly he had used her already.
He didn’t care about her pain. He didn’t care about her soreness. He reached down, adjusting his heavy, throbbing manhood, aligning it right at her entrance. i Ling struggled and writhed, trying to crawl forward, trying to push herself away, crying out and begging for help, her voice high and desperate, trembling with pure terror. But her strength was nothing compared to his. His hands clamped onto her hips like iron vices, holding her completely still, pinning her right where he wanted her.
And then, Jun Hao ramd forward violently.
He drove his massive, heavy length straight deep inside her sore, swollen, tender vagina with absolutely no preparation, no gentleness, and no rcy.
THWACK!
The sound of flesh slapping hard against flesh echoed loudly through the room, followed instantly by a piercing, high-pitched scream of pure agony mixed with overwhelming sensation.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! IT HURTS! IT’S TOO SOON! IT’S STILL RAW! YOU’RE TEARING APART ALL OVER AGAIN! OH GOD! AHHHHHH!"
i Ling’s body jerked and convulsed violently, her hands clawing at the bedsheets, her head thrown back, her voice ringing out loud and clear through the house. It was a sound that carried—loud enough, sharp enough, and distinct enough to travel down the hallway and reach the ears of their mother, who was resting in her own room, and Siu i, who had just woken up and was slowly coming out of Jun Hao’s room, wrapped loosely in a blanket to cover her naked, used body.
Hearing those desperate cries, their curiosity and concern overtook them both. They began to walk slowly toward i Ling’s room, drawn by the sounds of suffering and pleasure mixing together. Siu i walked closer, clutching the blanket tight around herself, her legs still weak and trembling from what she had just endured. When their eyes t in the hallway, the mother looked at Siu i—seeing her disheveled hair, her flushed skin, the way she walked, and the blanket barely covering her—and realization hit her like a truck. Her eyes widened in absolute shock, pure disbelief, and stunned silence. She never imagined it would go this far, that he would take them all, one after another, without stopping.
Yet despite the shock, despite knowing exactly what was happening, a darker, undeniable curiosity pulled them forward. They crept closer to the open doorway, peeking inside, and froze at the sight.
There in the center of the bed was Jun Hao, dominating everything. He was buried deep inside i Ling, his hips snapping back and forth with brutal, relentless rhythm, pounding into her sore, swollen body without a shred of compassion. i Ling was writhing, twisting, and shaking violently beneath him, her face contorted in agony and overwhelming pleasure, her body bouncing and jerking with every violent thrust, screaming and moaning uncontrollably as he wrecked her all over again.
Unable to just stand by and watch any longer, the mother stepped fully into the room, her hands shaking, her voice breathless and weak. "Jun Hao... please... she is already broken... she is in pain... you have done enough... please stop..."
Jun Hao didn’t even slow down or look away from his target. He kept hamring into i Ling, his movents wild and possessive, sweat dripping down his back. He turned his head slightly, glancing at his mother with eyes that were completely black, soulless, and terrifyingly calm.
"Quiet, you," he growled low and dangerous, his voice absolute command. "Don’t think you are exempt. Your turn is coming very soon. In fact... it is here right now. Co here. Right now. Open your legs and show what belongs to ."
He shifted his gaze further toward the doorway, locking eyes with Siu i, who was still standing there peeking, wrapped in her blanket, eyes wide and dazed. A wicked, arrogant smirk curled his lips.
"And you..." he called out darkly, his voice echoing in the room. "Oh? You are still standing there watching? You really haven’t had enough, have you? You want more too, don’t you? Fine. Co here. You join in as well. Since you are both here... you might as well both serve together."
He beckoned them forward with a sharp, demanding motion of his hand. There was no refusal possible. There was no escape. Drawn by a mix of fear, duty, and that deep, twisted submission he had forced into them, the mother and Siu i walked slowly into the room, completely under his spell, completely his property. They climbed onto the large bed, kneeling on either side of him, trembling, naked beneath their coverings, completely exposed to his will.
Now, they were all gathered together. All three won—his mother, Siu i, and i Ling—arranged perfectly for his pleasure.
Jun Hao wasted no ti. While his hips continued their relentless, brutal assault deep inside i Ling’s sore, wet, spasming vagina beneath him, he brought both of his massive hands forward. He thrust one hand straight deep inside his mother’s waiting, hot, wet passage, burying his fingers knuckle-deep, and imdiately began to furiously rummage, churn, and wreck her insides, twisting and grinding wildly. At the exact sa ti, he thrust his other hand deep inside Siu i, invading her still-sensitive, tender core, and began to scramble, dig, and thrash wildly inside her as well, stretching her wide, abusing her walls, treating her like nothing more than a toy.
"AHHHHH! OH GOD! SO SUDDENLY! SO DEEP! INSIDE BOTH OF US AT ONCE!"
The room instantly filled with a chaotic symphony of screams, moans, high-pitched whimpers, and desperate cries. All three won were being used, filled, and ravaged simultaneously. i Ling beneath him was being pounded relentlessly, her sore body battered and stretched. His mother and Siu i on either side were being finger-fucked with a cruelty and speed that was mind-blowing, their insides being turned into sloppy, wet sses instantly.
The more they scread, the more they moaned, the more their bodies twisted and reacted, the happier and more excited Jun Hao beca. His eyes shone with pure wicked delight. He grunted and laughed darkly, revelling in his absolute dominance over every single woman in his family. He summoned every ounce of strength he possessed and unleashed it upon them.
He began to move faster, harder, rougher, and more brutally than ever before. He wrecked and ravaged his mother’s and Siu i’s vaginas with wild, chaotic, relentless movents—digging deep, twisting violently, scissoring wide, scraping against their most sensitive nerves, driving them toward the edge of insanity. At the sa ti, he ramd and pounded his hips into i Ling below him with crushing force, driving deep into her womb over and over, using her body as a re sheath for his pleasure, ignoring her pain completely, forcing his way through her soreness and swelling.
It was an onslaught of pure, unrestrained lust. The air grew heavy, thick, and suffocating with the scent of sex, sweat, and musk. The sounds of wet slapping, heavy breathing, and continuous cries echoed endlessly.
Overwheld by the sheer intensity, the rough treatnt, and the relentless stimulation, his mother and Siu i began to shatter. Wave after wave of violent, explosive orgasms crashed over them, hitting them again and again without a mont’s rest. They convulsed, arched, scread, and gushed out their fluids uncontrollably, soaking his hands, soaking the bed, soaking everything. But Jun Hao never stopped. He never slowed down. He kept right on going, relentlessly churning and rummaging inside them even as they lost control, even as their bodies shook violently. He kept abusing their holes, turning them into nothing but wet, ssy, overstimulated gaps, flooding them constantly with sensation, forcing them to cum again and again until they were completely drained.
Eventually, their bodies simply gave out. Exhausted, overloaded, and completely broken by the endless, brutal pleasure, his mother and Siu i finally slumped forward, their eyes rolling back into their heads, their limbs going completely limp and heavy. Their breathing turned shallow and faint. They completely passed out, losing consciousness right there, kneeling beside him, completely used up, completely empty, completely conquered.
Even though they were now unconscious, lifeless dolls kneeling there, Jun Hao did not stop, did not withdraw, and did not show an ounce of rcy. He continued to furiously rummage, churn, dig, and wreck their insides with his hands, moving his fingers wildly deep inside their unconscious bodies, abusing their sensitive spots, milking them dry, treating them exactly the sa as when they were awake. To him, whether conscious or not, they were just holes to be filled and wrecked.
He kept going like this for a long ti, endlessly pounding i Ling beneath him while destroying his mother and sister on either side, enjoying the absolute control he held over all of them.
Finally, feeling his own peak approaching and sensing the change in sensation, he paused his assault for just a mont. He slowly pulled his glistening, wet fingers out of his mother and Siu i, leaving them gaping and leaking, limp and unconscious. He looked down at his heavy, massive manhood, now completely soaked, slippery, and glistening with the mixed juices of all three won. It was perfectly lubricated, wet, and ready for the next step.
He shifted his position above i Ling, who was still crying, trembling, and struggling beneath him, completely exhausted and in agony. He guided the tip of his massive, wet cock away from her battered, swollen vagina, moving it backward, aligning it perfectly against the tight, small, forbidden ring of muscle guarding her back entrance—her anus.
Without a single warning, without hesitation, and with the sa terrifying brutality, Jun Hao slamd his hips forward once more.
He forced his way violently past the tight resistance, stretching her brutally open, and drove his entire massive length deep inside her narrow, sore, unprepared anal passage in one single, devastating motion, burying himself completely to the very hilt.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! NO! NOT THERE! IT’S TOO TIGHT! IT’S SORE! IT’S SMALL! YOU’RE TEARING APART! IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO BAD! AHHHHHHHHHH!"
i Ling scread at the top of her lungs, her body bowing rigidly, her hands gripping the sheets so hard her knuckles turned white, her vision blurring from the sheer, overwhelming pain and sensation of being violated in such a brutal way again.
Jun Hao paid absolutely no attention to her screams or her suffering. He did not care. He was focused entirely on his own pleasure, his own conquest, his own absolute ownership. He began to piston his hips rapidly, hamring away deep inside her tightest, most forbidden place, ravaging her rectum with relentless, cruel force. At the sa ti, he reached out with his hands again, finding the unconscious bodies of his mother and Siu i beside him, and began to furiously rummage, dig, and thrash inside their vaginas once more, abusing their insides wildly even while they were completely out cold, even while he destroyed i Ling from behind.
He owned them all. He used them all. He destroyed them all equally. And this was only the beginning of the week.
[END OF Chapter 19]
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