The Humiliation of the Sichuan Dang Family (1)
“Just take them off.”
Jong Yak-hui bit her lip and reached for her clothes.
Ah… I was one of the Chengdu Three Beauties, and now I have to give my body to trash like these. It’s shameful. It’s infuriating. But I have to endure it. For my husband’s sake I will swallow this humiliation, this degradation, this rage. Revenge can come later.
She clenched her fists and steeled herself again and again. If she could only survive this moment and save her husband’s life, the day of vengeance would come. That thought alone kept her will from breaking.
Rustle— soft slip—
Her hands moved. Garment after garment fell away. When the outer robe slid from her shoulders, the pale glow of her skin was laid bare. White arms and legs like carved ice and jade appeared, and the lust in the two men’s eyes burned hotter still.
She bit down until blood threatened to well, forcing the clothes from her body.
Ah… to show these bastards my naked flesh, to have to give myself to them. How wretched and bitter my fate has become.
Grief closed around her, yet her hands never stopped. At last the final undergarment whispered to the floor.
Soft thud—
“Ohhh… truly worthy of one of the Chengdu Three Beauties. The Second Matriarch’s face is peerless, and her body is every bit as fine.”
“Heh-heh… Second Matriarch! What astonishing beauty. You are exquisite.”
Their praise did not sound like praise at all.
Ah… they’re raking every inch of my bare skin with their eyes.
Each time those snake-like gazes crawled over her, it felt as if their stares were already touching her flesh. Goosebumps rose in waves; revulsion and shame flooded her. Still she did not cover her breasts or her sex with her hands.
Soon enough they’ll see and handle every part of me. Covering myself is pointless—it would only amuse them more. I must stay proud.
She told herself to stand tall. Yet she knew their hands, not merely their eyes, would soon be on her.
Though she was a mature woman, the renown of one of the Chengdu Three Beauties remained undimmed. Her full breasts, even after childbirth, had scarcely sagged; they still held a proud, elastic firmness. The narrow waist and generous hips traced a sensual curve that could shake any man’s composure. Below them, long white legs stretched in perfect lines no man could look upon unmoved. And nestled at the center of that pale skin was the dark thatch of her pubic hair. Jong Yak-hui’s body would not have suffered by comparison with a virgin in her twenties; if anything, the ripe allure of a mature beauty only deepened the erotic charge.
Fully naked, she started toward the bed, intending to lie down.
“Ah-ah, now is not the time for the bed.”
“Aren’t we supposed to go to the bed for the insertion?”
“Before that, you’ll have to suck our cocks first.”
“Suck them…?”
“How else are we supposed to get hard?”
“Looking at my body has already excited you enough. I’ll lie on the bed—just put them in my cunt.”
“Tsk. A man’s yang energy rises higher when a woman sucks him with her mouth. Come, let’s strip as well.”
“Yes, Elder Brother.”
The two men shed their clothes and stood before her.
“Now suck.”
“Haa…”
Both cocks were already rigid. Any man who could look upon Jong Yak-hui’s naked body and remain soft would scarcely deserve the name.
She understood their true intent at once.
They’re already hard. What they want is to watch me kneel and submit—to savor the sight of me on my knees, sucking their cocks in total surrender.
She knew, yet she had no choice. Only by giving them exactly what they wanted could she obtain the antidote.
“All right. I’ll suck.”
Soft rustle— soft thud—
Jong Yak-hui sank to her knees before them. Kneeling before anyone, man or woman, is an act of submission. The moment her naked body folded to the floor, the smiles on both men’s faces deepened.
Haa… I have to kneel and suck both their cocks. It’s so shameful, so wretched. That these two bastards would force this degradation on me…
Two thick shafts swayed right before her eyes—Dang Dupae’s and Dang Dupyeong’s. Above her, the two men looked down upon her naked, kneeling form. She did not need to raise her head to know the quality of those gazes. The thought alone made shame and fury rise so violently she nearly retched. Still she had no choice. She swallowed the rage and the humiliation and faced their cocks.
Soft grasp—
Jong Yak-hui took Dang Dupae’s cock in her hand and brought her tongue to it.
Wet slide— soft suck— lick, lick, lick—
She held the shaft and lapped at the head and the length of the pillar.
“Uuuh… the Second Matriarch’s tongue is superb. So soft, so warm… Haa, I’m jealous of the Family Head who gets to have this tongue on his cock every day.”
“Haha! Elder Brother, is her tongue that good?”
“Hahaha, of course. You’ll taste it yourself in a moment. Why waste words? Experience it.”
They laughed with open pleasure. The more they enjoyed themselves, the deeper Jong Yak-hui sank into bitterness.
Wet slide— soft suck— lick, lick, lick—
“Heh… just licking the shaft with your tongue won’t raise a man’s yang energy. Put it in your mouth and suck it deep.”
“Haa… all right.”
She did as Dang Dupae demanded.
Soft plunge— wet suck— suck, suck— deep pull—
She took his cock into her mouth and began to suck in earnest. Her cheeks hollowed with the force of it; inside her mouth the shaft twitched and began to batter the roof of her palate.
“Huuuk… uuuk!”
“Haa… this is killing me. The Second Matriarch’s mouth is pure paradise. My cock is living like a king today.”
Filthy. Obscene. Vulgar. But I have to endure it.
She sucked in silence while Dang Dupae praised her.
Sudden grab—
“Uuuk!”
“Heh… I can’t hold back any longer.”
Thrust, thrust— wet slap, slap—
“Uuuk-uk…! Huuuuk!”
Dang Dupae seized her head and began to drive his cock in and out of her mouth with rough, relentless strokes. The thick shaft plunged deep; when it stabbed her soft palate she moaned in pain.
Thrust, thrust— wet slap, slap—
“Uk-uk…! Huu-huung…! Aaaah!”
“Huff, huff… this is killing me. The Second Matriarch’s mouth is paradise.”
“Haha, Elder Brother, that good?”
“Better than good. It’s murder. I can barely stand it.”
It hurts. I can’t breathe. Ah… I want to bite this bastard’s cock clean off right now. But I can’t—and that is the most bitter thing of all.
The cock rammed into her throat until she could not draw air; she thrashed in agony. She tried to spit him out, but Dang Dupae held her head fast and would not release her.
Thrust, thrust— wet slap, slap—
“Uk-uk! Uuuk-uk… uk-uk…! Kuuuuk!”
Aaaah… I want to die. I can’t breathe. I’m going to vomit.
She was choking. She felt she might smother. Whether from the pain or from pure physical reflex she could not tell, but tears and snot began to stream from her eyes and nose. Her face was soon a mess of both.
“Haha… this is heaven. The Second Matriarch’s mouth is truly divine.”
“Elder Brother, that good? I want a taste too.”
“Haa… fine. Little brother, you should sample it as well.”
Sudden pull— pop—
“Haaaak…! Cough, cough! Heuuk…! Uwek!”
Wet splash— thick retch—
The moment Dang Dupae withdrew, Jong Yak-hui could no longer hold back; she vomited. The remnants of food inside her spilled out, filling the room with a sour stench.
“Hahaha! Look at that! The Second Matriarch must have been so excited by the taste of my cock that she threw up from pure pleasure.”
“Heuuk… heu-heong… uwek! Kheuh-heuh-heuh…! Euuu…”
Haa, haa… how wretched. To show them a face like this… in front of these bastards…
Her face was ruined. Tears tracked down her cheeks and pooled at her chin; snot hung in glistening threads from her philtrum to her lips. Mouth and jaw were fouled with vomit. She did not need a mirror to know how hideous she looked.
They gave her no time to drown in that misery.
“Haa… my turn now. I want to experience just how much of a paradise the Second Matriarch’s mouth really is.”
Sudden grip— deep thrust—
“Huuuuk! Uuuk!”
While she was still gagging and gasping, Dang Dupyeong seized her head and shoved his cock into her mouth. After the elder brother, the younger brother immediately began to use her throat.
“Hoh… truly, paradise itself. Soft and warm. This is killing me.”
As soon as Dang Dupae stepped aside, Dang Dupyeong took his place and drove himself home.
Thrust, thrust— wet slap, slap—
“Uk-uk! Uk-uk… kuuk…! Kuuuuk!”
Aaaah… now it’s Dang Dupyeong, this bastard! Huff, huff! Both of them are reducing me to this wretched state. Ah… this very moment is hell for me.
She understood with her whole body. She had just crossed the threshold of hell—and from this instant the true hell was only beginning.