Chapter 5
Passing the first level!
After enduring cycles of torment intertwined in ecstasy, embarrassment and fear clung to them. Finally, the most thrilling yet terrifying moment arrived. The unfortunate participants were forced into crude and disgraceful acts, hesitating over a game whose ending remained unknown. Hoang Kim deliberately brought shame upon himself—he suddenly bent down and embraced Ngoc. Everyone was taken aback. JK was equally astonished, his mouth falling open in a stunned smile.
- Interesting, I like you, 'hoe' Hero!
JK took a drag on his cigarette, leaned back in his chair, and rested his feet on the table, ordering the Lan sisters to follow Hoang Kim. This simple command unintentionally served as an explanation, allowing the sisters to understand that Hoang Kim was drawing the mastermind's attention, making the old man temporarily stop tormenting the four. Every second, he sought ways to protect the mother and her two daughters. Hoang Kim's sincere intentions gradually bridged the gap between the hero and the victims. Lan and Bang Suong bowed their heads in gratitude to him.
The husband who shared the same bed had never held Ngoc like this before. Shyly, the woman secretly glanced at the man who was about to have her; his healthy physique radiated vitality. His sharp, sweat-drenched facial contours highlighted his resolute features and strong masculinity. His gaze was brighter than the stars, contemplating her tenderly. Ngoc blushed and turned her face away. He then softly spoke to her and her mother:
- In the future, JK may reveal this matter to the world, leading to the breakdown of your family. I will no longer be able to pursue my track and field career. The world's gossip will bury everything in the mud. Even if JK keeps it a secret, I will have no face left to see my wife again and have already lost the right to wear the national team uniform. If you do not hate the person who has ruined your lives, I ask my mother to allow me to take care of you three—mother and daughters—for the rest of my life, living together in a place where only the six of us exist.
Ngoc quietly mentioned the deal:
- This will stop him!
The hero had never been so confused before. He gently placed her onto the mattress and whispered:
- Sorry, I may have overthought this.
Although one can avoid the sky, they cannot escape the sunlight. Tonight's torment and ecstasy will forever linger in the minds of a mother and her two daughters. JK is the mastermind, yet the one who possesses their bodies is not that old man. Ironically, the very person who inflicted the wound in their hearts may also be the one to heal it.
The Lan sisters felt shy, worried that after the mother and her two daughters spent the night with a man, their future relationships might become complicated. Neither the older nor the younger sister could face the other openly, let alone meet other men. Hoang Kim expressed his intentions—in simple terms, it was a responsibility, yet even in the darkness of the future, it still flickered with hope.
Everything has two sides. If they refuse, they may spend their entire lives in loneliness and pain; if they accept and let Hoang Kim take care of the mother and daughter, it would overturn moral and ethical boundaries. Living under the same roof, could it be that he must call the woman he once had an intimate relationship with his mother-in-law? Even in the ordinary sense of caregiving, the four of them do not know what identities to live with. It is an irreversible fact that their bodies will soon belong to one another, with hundreds of entanglements intertwining in a chaotic mess of emotions.
The hero dragged the cannon near the damp forest, and the Lan sisters had no choice but to witness the barrel, accompanied by two wheels, silently entering the maze. As soon as the weapon breached the area, the sensitive body that had not interacted with men for years trembled instantly. After two years of living without the presence of women, these energetic young men could not help but shiver.
The drug travels through the body along two routes: one controls the brain, causing it to convulse, while the other rushes downward, slowly pushing the cannon barrel forward. Ngoc tilted her face, flushed like the sunset, avoiding her daughter's gaze. She struggled to resist a wave of chaotic pleasure spreading through her body, but it was hard to suppress her rapid breathing. The older and younger sisters turned around, burying themselves in the deep red moonlight near his chest.
The girls looked up slowly and lightly touched his lips. The kisses were only partly intended to awaken Hoang Kim to his responsibility but unexpectedly added fuel to the fire, causing the lust to flare up fiercely.
Excited every time the gun barrel attacked the weak point, the deep maze shook violently, sending out the 'female warriors' to surround the entire cannon; the attackers and defenders fought fiercely. The hero responded passionately to the Lan sisters, his half-awake, half-asleep spirit letting go in the passion; he greedily separated Suong and Lan's lips, his tongue rolling to bind everything in the fragrant palate.
JK had yet to give the order, and everyone was immersed in their own pleasures. The old man laughed heartily, and the mastermind temporarily chose not to exert pressure. Rather than forcing discomfort upon everyone, the old man wanted to see them willingly ascend to ecstasy in suffering.
The person standing next to him—Anh Dao—had a face redder than her name, and the flames of passion burned all over her body. She closed her long legs in confusion, trying to block something underneath. JK silently glanced at the embarrassing sight inside the miniskirt, slowly seeping down her thighs. The old man smiled faintly, considering it natural for a blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl like Anh Dao. From past to present, JK's default mentality, like that of countless Orientals, is the mistaken belief that every Western girl is promiscuous.
- Do you want to join?
Anh Dao recoiled sharply, like a leech touching lime:
- Father, stop joking!
JK exhaled cigar smoke and said with a smile:
- Daughter, don't resist! It's just sex; there's nothing to be afraid of. Long-term accumulation without release is very detrimental to health.
Anh Dao silently retreated, her hands clenched tightly as she tried to hide the trembling emotions caused by anger. JK no longer cared about her and was comfortably enjoying the live broadcast on the screen. Hoang Kim was consumed by lust, completely enthralled; his mind was in a daze, listening to the sobbing cries humiliated by the soft moans. Intoxicating sweat soaked their bodies, radiating a feverish passion.
Ngoc had already done her best but still couldn't resist her instincts, allowing her body to indulge in the midst of passion. Tears mingled with shyness as the pleasures of lust and sin rose together, unable to erase the pink flush from her face. She was immersed in a hazy world.
The naughty hands rioted across the Isle of Penglai, causing chaos in the Peach Garden and disturbing the forbidden palace of the two virgins. Cannons invaded the deepest part of this territory; the enemy immediately breached the embankment and rapidly submerged all weapons in the rushing river. Amid the violent storm of the water attack, the gun barrel shook wildly, triggering a powerful recoil and continuously firing scorching hot cannonballs.
The battle scene was still intense; the seductive moans awakened the hero. Hoang Kim was shocked, watching Ngoc's tears fall like rain, his trembling hand hiding the bitter humiliation. He panicked, withdrew his weapons from the battlefield, and then retreated.
The mother dared not look at her daughter. The daughter knew that the mother had to struggle in physical and mental torment; the image of a loving mother collapsed under the sounds of carnal moans. They grieved for their loved ones and blamed themselves.
The mother endured the pain; the two sisters were intoxicated by the man who had just had intercourse with their mother. Briefly losing themselves, the girls sobbed, and every tear of regret could not wash away the stinging shame in their hearts.
Shame and bitterness intertwined; the daughter lay sadly beside her mother, burying her head deeply in the embrace of her loved one. The mother embraced her crying daughter with swollen eyes. She wiped away her tears, trying to forget the lingering numbness, and gently comforted her daughter:
- Come on, don't cry, stay strong, the nightmare is not over yet!
Hoang Kim felt very guilty. He told himself and promised to take everything upon himself in place of the girls. That promise was cursing those perverse behaviors that were like raping the mother and daughters, and the promise of the flying wind was like a slap on his lowered face.
The four people are victims; the culprit is JK. The virgins' bodies were defiled but still couldn't compare to the suffering the mother endured. Even knowing it was selfish, they still had to hate Hoang Kim so that the two sisters could alleviate their guilt.
Hoang Kim didn't keep his promise and also harmed the mother and daughters. Every word of comfort seemed meaningless; the torment of conscience forced him to apologize.
- Heh heh, the hero not only didn't rescue the beauty, but also raped her. - JK, with a cigar in his mouth, sarcastically clapped his hands - But congratulations on passing the first level!