Chapter 4
A night of anguished ecstasy
The two girls were horrified by this repulsive sight, but it was nothing compared to the agony of losing their sister and the tragic fate their mother and daughter had to endure. Lan closed her tear-soaked eyelids and left her mother's embrace. Suong endured humiliation, let go, and surrendered to fate. Ngoc stroked her daughter's hair, lifted her head high, and stepped toward the tall man, who gazed at her with eyes brighter than the stars, filled with desire.
Hoang Kim inhaled the young woman's floral-sweet breath. The alluring scent of Ngoc's skin mingled with the passionate fragrance of her shower gel, creating a fatal charm that intertwined with the rapid breaths he took in his hunger for sex. Ngoc kissed Hoang Kim's lips, her soft tongue gently entwining with his.
Hoang Kim is a top-tier athlete, blessed with a powerful physique and a testosterone level far beyond that of an average man. For various reasons, he hadn't touched a single beautiful woman in the past two years. Now, under the effect of a potent aphrodisiac, even the lightest brush against his lips shattered his restraint.
The national hero could no longer suppress his burning desire. He pulled Ngoc into a tight embrace and kissed her back with unrestrained passion. Their lips locked firmly, refusing to part, while their tongues intertwined in a desperate, feverish dance. Every vein in Hoang Kim's body surged with wild energy.
He gently slides down the tight-fitting crimson dress that is about to slip off Ngoc's body.`Her black underwear guarded the forbidden zone, the sacred line where her flawless figure mesmerized those burning red eyes.
The mother stood bare before the man. A flush of shame crept across her daughter's cheeks. Lan and Suong, overcome with panic, shut their eyes tight.
JK barked:
- Open your eyes! Right now!
Ngoc jolted, bitter tears streaking her face, flushed with shame. Though she couldn't see her daughters, the sting of humiliation told her: they were sharing her agony, silently cursing the enemy in her stead.
JK shouted again, more forcefully. Lan and Suong, sobbing quietly, cracked their tear-drenched eyes open. The disgrace engraved burning shame across their flushed young faces.
Ngoc wanted to stop but dared not resist, her jade-like hand trembling as it touched the ugly thing in the man's pants.
The aphrodisiac had taken control of him. He clung tightly to the fiery mountain, unwilling to let go. His lips parted slightly, igniting a blaze of desire that triggered the eruption of a second volcano. With his left hand, he slid slowly—starting at the mountain's base, moving down the scorching path, brushing past fragile barriers, and finally plunging deep into the dense forest.
Ngoc is now in her thirties, still full of life. Illness has tormented Luu Ly. Her husband becomes disheartened, falls into alcoholism, and abandons everything. Whether sober or drunk, he never takes care of his wife.
For the past three years of living in the same house and sleeping in the same bed, her husband had abandoned her. She was worried about her youngest daughter, so the fire of desire had died out. Now, the fire of lust burns in the breath of a man born nearly a decade after her.
- Hoang Kim, eat seafood!
Ngoc and Hoang Kim were caught in a dilemma. The Lan sisters could not comprehend JK's words, and the innocent girls watched the two hesitate, pausing their intimate interaction. Both he and Ngoc were confused, deliberately avoiding each other's awkward gazes.
JK issues a warning. The victims are forced to continue the intimate scene. Ngoc leans against the wall, shyly closes her eyes, and reluctantly takes off her panties. Hoang Kim, not wanting her to be humiliated, decides to block JK's gloating gaze as he stares at her while she undresses.
- I can't let him insult you!
He whispers softly in her ear, and Ngọc immediately understands that he's asking for permission to help her remove her underwear. This means he chooses to accept all of JK's mockery of him as a hypocrite.
- Haha, at first, he wants to commit suicide to avoid harming innocent people, but now he's actively helping a girl take off her underwear. Let him eat scallop. The national hero reveals his true face. Hahaha...
The bodyguards laugh maliciously, sycophantically echoing their master:
- Every man dies for a woman.
- Especially this fake hero guy, he is the most despicable and shameless.
All the talk of benevolence and morality has been stuffed under a woman's crotch. Haha...
JK shrugs and says the last sentence:
Those who are always opening their mouths to speak philosophy live just like...
The despicable old man leaves an unfinished sentence and lets out a deep, low laugh. Anh Dao remains silent. The blonde girl waits for commands like a machine, but even someone as cold and mechanical as her cannot bear to look at the victim struggling in the pain of forced joy.
Their bodies and minds are humiliated, yet they dare not protest. The Lan sisters see the place of their birth exposed before the men, feeling shame and anger. The panicked girls cannot comprehend Hoang Kim's intentions. The sisters express their mother's anger, believing Hoang Kim to be a pervert.
The man who is considered a pervert swallows each wave of lust down his throat, hotter than fire; his fiery eyes seem desperate to escape several times. Wretchedly, the gentle labyrinth exudes a fragrant scent, as if mocking the souls lost within it. The scent of rose shower gel quietly masks the naturally pungent and intense smell of the forbidden zone. The enchanting aroma intertwines and dances with the woman's sweat, leaving Hoang Kim completely intoxicated by the overwhelming blend of scents.
A deep pink hue stains her already flushed cheeks. Afraid that her daughter will see her in such a shameful state, Ngoc silently wipes away the tears streaming down her face. She trembles intermittently; her legs quiver slightly, pressed tightly together, while her hand instinctively reaches down to shield the forbidden place. JK sneers, forcing her to release her hands, slowly spread her legs, and open the door to heaven.
The sisters didn't expect that the perverted guy would put his despicable mouth in a closed area. The dark red color dyes their faces, and the dirty tongue invade the Garden of Eden, shocking the girls.
Ngoc struggles to endure this "ordeal," yet her feminine instincts betray her will again and again. Each time the "invader" penetrates, squirms through, and searches every hidden corner, her entire body jolts as if struck by lightning. JK forces Hoang Kim to bend his tongue repeatedly, teasing the sensitive spots in the forbidden zone. The relentless contraction of each nerve makes her unable to suppress the soft moans escaping her lips. Panicking, Ngoc presses her hand over her mouth, trying to stifle the shameful sounds. Yet every moan echoes like thunder, shaking the hearts of her daughters.
The Lan sisters can't believe that a dignified mother is so lustful in such a humiliating situation. The girls resent Hoang Kim and JK, resting their faces on the pillows and trying to cover their ears, but they cannot deceive the mastermind. JK forces Ngoc's daughters to watch while listening to her mother's exciting moans.
Ngoc panics and tries to resist, but her strong will eventually gives in to her body's instincts. Hoang Kim is immersed in lust, but he can still sense the thoughts of mother and daughter. The hero wants to end this dirty game quickly, but JK keeps stopping him. The old man forces him to riot in the Garden of Eden.
The cool spring water in the imperial garden mingles with a rich, feminine scent, stirring Hoang Kim's soul. The Emperor's three beauties in one night trigger the effect of the mysterious aphrodisiac, heightening the excitement.
Lan trembles with fear and hugs her sister tightly, seeking a fragile sense of security.
Suong hears her mother's past advice to endure humiliation to save her loved ones and mentally prepares herself to calmly console her older sister.
Anh Dao doesn't want to sully her vision, so she turns her gaze away. JK notices the blonde girl's face, flushed with color, as her body trembles slightly and her long legs press tightly together. The old man dismisses all the bodyguards from the room, and once they leave, he smiles faintly.
- What's wrong? Is Anh Dao shy or feeling tempted?
Anh Dao quickly turns her gaze to the screen to conceal her embarrassment.
- What is father talking about?
She lied without blinking, but inside, she was burning with desire. JK had once accidentally heard Anh Dao's moans in her room and thought she had brought a man home. He closed his eyes and pretended not to notice; everyone has desires — it's just a matter of whether they choose to release them or not.
The next time JK hears the familiar sound again, he curiously opens his eyes slightly to see which guy has caught his daughter's attention. He is stunned to see Anh Dao masturbating on the bed.
On the outside, the old man's daughter is cold toward men, as if she has put up an invisible barrier, but her heart secretly brims with youthful desire. Anh Dao keeps encountering either lustful young men or old goats who crave tender grass. The man who can truly make her heart flutter has yet to be born.
- Hey, daughter, I may not be the one who gave birth to you. - JK says with a gentle smile - But I understand you better than your biological father!
Anh Dao clenches her hands tightly, her willow-shaped eyebrows behind her sunglasses furrowing into fiery anger at the corners of her eyes. She regains her composure as if she hadn't heard JK mention her biological father. JK smiles faintly at her and then orders Hoang Kim:
- Hoang Kim, eat your fill of seafood; let Ngoc clean the weapon with her mouth!
Hoang Kim hesitates to remove his pants and underwear. The purple and pink hues on the crimson moon seem to compete with each other. Ngoc's body stiffens, and she doesn't dare look at the rough black cannon with its barrel pointed skyward.
Seeing a man for the first time, the Lan sisters' faces flush with embarrassment. Ngoc freeze, unsure of what to do. Her daughter instantly senses her mother's impending humiliation. Ngoc, shy and ashamed, kneels down and does something she has never done for her husband before. She humiliates herself by holding onto the man's extraneous parts.
This was so normal for many other girls that it was almost taken for granted, but for her, it is especially unusual. Facing that "ugly thing," she feels like a shy virgin making intimate contact with a man for the first time.
Whether it was sooner or later, JK would force her daughter to act while he watches. Ngoc fears she might not perform well, and JK pressures her daughter to endure even greater suffering than she has. She has no idea what cruel tricks the old man has planned next. Ngoc closes her eyes, recalling scenes from erotic movies and mimicking them. She has no choice but to satisfy Hoang Kim, which pleases JK and reduces her daughter's humiliation.
Before burying herself in the mud, Ngoc gazes affectionately at her daughter. The loving mother endures constant torment. The Lan sisters' hearts feel crushed as they witness the fiery scene, trying to prevent the beast from mistreating everyone.
Their soulless gazes reflect the image of a mother—Ngoc's peach-colored lips moving close to the cannon, awkwardly manipulating its rotation. JK raises his eyebrows, watching Ngoc struggle with the enemy's weapon.
- Is this woman really the mother of those three girls? Don't tell me you've never done this for your husband, huh?
JK pinpointed her flaw, causing Ngoc's face to turn pale. The old man clicks his tongue and then orders Tuyet Lan:
- You, get on the floor!
With just a simple command, Ngoc's inner anxiety is momentarily eased. She tries hard to wrap her tongue around that shameful object that keeps moving. Lan cowers, hugging her sister. Meanwhile, Suong calmly approaches Hoang Kim:
- I will take my sister's place. Please be patient with her.
Lan cannot bear her sister's humiliation. She closes her eyes, suppresses her shyness, and quickly steps past Suong. Anh Dao, afraid of angering JK, dares not to plead but only silently listens to the old man's mockery of the Lan sisters:
- Hoho, the two sisters are eager to compete to put the fat into the cat's mouth, so let's have a foursome!
The sisters' gentle emotions comfort their mother. Ngoc temporarily removes the filthy object from her mouth and pleads with Hoang Kim:
- Lan and Suong are both innocent and pure maidens... Please be gentle with my daughters!
The mother worries about her daughters being treated roughly, and the Lan sisters are also uneasy and fearful. They softly say:
- I... I've never watched that type of film...
The numbness spreading from below stimulates Hoang Kim. His face flushes red as he frowns, caught between laughter and tears upon hearing the secret revealed by the mother and daughter. Because the virgin is so obedient and pure, the champion's challenge is to become the first man. Hoang Kim also must be cautious and gentle to minimize harm to someone else's daughter.
This is the most difficult challenge ever for Hoang Kim, he sighs, his gaze falling on Suong. The "Nation's Crush" gazes at her with admiration, worshiping her courage and strength. Despite feeling a quiet excitement inside, Hoang Kim still respects Suong and regards her as the queen in his heart.
From the past to the present, boys from different schools have been pursuing this strong girl. Now, that invisible attraction quietly comes to Hoang Kim's side, but what truly stirs his emotions is the dignity of the humiliated.
The situation is extremely dangerous. Her mother is being humiliated by JK beneath Hoang Kim's body. Suong fears that any carelessness might allow the demon JK to force her mother and sisters into perverse acts.
Worried that Suong might hesitate—and that she, along with the other victims, might be dragged into this dirty game—Hoang Kim proactively pulls her into his arms and gently kisses her cheek.
Fear envelops the Lan sisters. Lan lowers her head in confusion, while Suong struggles slightly. Hoang Kim gently reassures them, speaking words only the mother and daughters can hear:
- Ladies, if you still hesitate to get close to me, JK will become even angrier and punish you.
He softly holds Lan in his arms and kisses her hair.
- If JK becomes suspicious, I am willing to endure all humiliation on your behalf. I don't care if I am ridiculed.
When Hoang Kim's attempt at suicide fails, the mother and daughter are grateful to him. Once again, he sets aside his dignity, all to protect them from humiliation and the violation of their character. His sincerity touches their hearts. The Lan sisters gradually realize that the reason Hoang Kim tried to personally remove Ngoc's underwear earlier was to protect her. If he had allowed the mother to remove her own clothes, JK would have definitely seized the opportunity to humiliate her.
Ngoc's cheeks are tinged with a shy shade of pink. The mother, who has always cherished her daughter, now devotes part of her heart to this man as well. She rewards him by curling her tongue around the weapon, completely enveloping the cannon.
Although her bold action was not entirely meant for Hoang Kim, his body still burns with desire. He struggles to control the 'cannonball' on the verge of release, then turns toward Lan, noticing that she is secretly glancing at him.
Lan, fearing JK's control, can only steal a furtive glance at Hoang Kim. She sees him admiring her fragile form, his gaze filled with longing—a desire to be her lover. Compared to her younger sister, Lan is often the target of boys' flirtations, most seeking only conquest or physical gratification. Lan has never reciprocated their advances.
She shyly avoids Hoang Kim's intense gaze, while he, on the other hand, respects and worships her as if she were a princess.
Hoang Kim gently kisses her forehead, then moves down to her shy, rosy cheeks. Lan, embarrassed, lowers her head, unable to meet his gaze. He patiently waits for her to calm down until she slowly lifts her head again, looking up at him.
Smiling, he slowly approaches and gently kisses her lips. This time, he does not kiss her as intensely as he did with Ngoc—it's a soft and tender kiss. The lingering scent of Ngoc's body still clings to Hoang Kim's lips, making it hard for Lan to breathe.
Lan is anxious, fearing JK's anger, unable to resist. She stands still, entrusting everything to him. Every subtle and gentle movement of his carries a deep appreciation, giving her a sense of comfort amidst her fear. Hoang Kim then kisses her slightly parted, fragrant lips, which are like orchids.
The hero is gentle and restrained, showing no roughness or haste. He offers a sweet kiss filled with tenderness, gently caressing her hair, and everything feels warm and soft. His eyes, filled with infatuation, seem to tell her that he is admiring her with the gaze of a lover. Although she is still somewhat timid toward his tenderness, she is no longer as frightened as she was before.
Suong is not moved by the image of deep, passionate love. JK forced the mother to endure humiliation with Hoang Kim's body, so the daughter cannot afford to be mentally shaken. She only silently appreciates Hoang Kim's kindness toward her sister.
The younger sister buries her head in Hoang Kim's chest, unwilling to witness the passionate kiss between him and her sister. The man's scent fills the air, making Suong wrinkle her nose in distaste. She despises the sound of JK's voice:
- Why the constant kissing and smelling? Aren't you bored, Hoang Kim? The weapon is full of tension, and the lips and tongue are so enjoyable; why let your hands be idle? You should quickly rub these beautiful women from top to bottom!
JK raises the corners of his mouth in a mocking smile and orders Lan and Suong:
- You two will eat tongue porridge with Hoang Kim!
They tremble, fear forcing them to distance themselves from him. He hugs them tightly, whispering a warning:
- Don't provoke JK!
The Lan sisters silently nestle against Hoang Kim's chest, entrusting everything to him. Hoang Kim pats their backs lightly, slightly parts his lips, and kisses their lips. Lan and Suong wipe away their tears, shyly responding to the kiss.
It is the first time they have been so intimate with a man. Although shy, their fear of JK outweighs everything, and they can only comply with the old man's arrangements. Hoang Kim is extremely reluctant but still must act. His left hand slips beneath the fragile hemline, as if the camisole were a fortress guarding the Frost Queen.
His right hand gently wanders across the snow-pearl petals, adorning the pink silhouette of Princess Tuyet Lan. With just a light touch, the virgin's body trembles, following the vibrations of the peach orchard.
Wherever he journeys with his lips and tongue, the maiden who has never held hands with a man immediately feels her whole body heat up. Hoang Kim's lips and tongue cling to Suong and Lan's lips. Lan and Suong are startled. Their bodies suddenly go numb, convulsing in the most mysterious places with each wave of pleasure. Not daring to recklessly enter the forbidden labyrinth, Hoang Kim lingers outside the holy land, gliding over the smooth grass. A blush-pink hue timidly strokes the two crimson moons.
The man's sweat mingles with the virgin scent on their bodies, forming a heady perfume. One side is reluctant to part, the other eager to leave—yet in the end, the four of them become entangled, triggering a surge of aphrodisiac. The cannon swells, suddenly trembles, and fires.
Hoang Kim is lost in ecstasy, and Ngoc has no experience with such matters. The two of them cannot react in time, and even if they wanted to, they dare not. The entire mouth is covered with the liquid of countless cannonballs; the aroma of the palate is even more fragrant than the flowers, which are immediately buried in the intense smell. Ngoc coughs lightly, about to spit out the filthy mess onto the ground, but JK forces her to swallow it.
Hoang Kim feels embarrassed for Ngoc, looking at her apologetically; he is also disgusted by the filthy stain. Lan's sisters discover a white stain on their mother's lips, and then they see something similar on the gun barrel. They know what it is. Filled with resentment and anger, the two girls glare at Hoang Kim. Ngoc wipes the liquid from her mouth, waving her hand as if saying that mother is fine, that this is nothing compared to the humiliation she has suffered from the beginning until now. JK claps his hands in praise.
- What an unyielding woman! Hoang Kim releases his desire; I wanted to see how "strong" this woman is!