Chapter 5
Passing the first level!
The four of them endured multiple cycles of joy and struggle, haunted by embarrassment and fear like inseparable shadows. And finally, the most exhilarating yet terrifying moment arrived.
Participating in vulgar and despicable acts without any moral bottom line, these pitiful people hesitate before a game whose end is unknown.
Hoang Kim deliberately subjected himself to humiliation—he suddenly bent down and scooped Ngoc up into his arms. This action shocked everyone present. JK was equally surprised, a bewildered smile rising at the corners of his lips.
- Interesting. I like you now, "hoe" Hero!
JK took a deep drag of his cigarette, leaned back in his chair, rested his feet on the table, and then ordered the Lan sisters to follow Hoang Kim. This simple command unexpectedly became an explanation—it was his way of luring the mastermind, making that old man temporarily stop tormenting the four.
Every second, he has been searching for ways to protect them. Hoang Kim's sincerity is slowly bridging the gap between the hero and the victims. Lan and Suong lowered their heads, their eyes reddened as they quietly expressed their gratitude.
The husband who had 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 as he contemplated her tenderly. Ngoc blushed and turned her face away. He then softly spoke to her and her daughters:
- 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 is bound to 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 eligibility 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 was more confused than ever. He gently placed her onto the mattress and whispered:
- Sorry, I may have overthought this.
If Hoang Kim had not committed suicide, everything he said or did would have been nothing but honey-coated lies. Moreover, he was under the influence of a mysterious aphrodisiac, completely under control, yet he remained constantly worried about those three people. Even though JK kept the secret, the mother and daughters still cannot face their husband and father. To save Luu Ly's life, Ngoc made the painful choice to sacrifice their dignity. Once her daughter recovered, she would divorce and take her three daughters to move elsewhere.
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 had spent the night together with the same 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 in the darkness of the future, it still flickers 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 who was once intimate with him 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, as it silently entered 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 mysterious aphrodisiac travels through the body along two routes: one controls the brain, causing heightened neural activity, while the other surges downward, gradually driving 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 lust to flare up fiercely.
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, where something was 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, has always been the mistaken belief that every Western girl is promiscuous.
- Do you want to join?
Anh Dao jerked back 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 overcome by lust, his mind dazed, hearing the sobbing cries humiliated by soft moans. Intoxicating sweat was soaking their skin, radiating the fire of 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 her mother was struggling in both physical and mental torment; the image of a loving mother crumbled 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.
Briefly losing themselves, they sobbed, tears of regret unable to wash away the shame in their aching hearts.
Ashamed and heartbroken, the sad daughter lay down beside her mother, burying her head in her loved one's embrace. The mother embraced her crying daughters, their three pairs of eyes puffy from crying. 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 isn't over yet!
Hoang Kim felt very guilty. He told himself and promised to take everything upon himself in place of the girls. That promise cursed 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.
Four people were victims; the culprit was JK. The virgin body was defiled, but it could not compare to the pain the mother endured. Although they knew it was selfish, they had to resent Hoang Kim; only then could the two sisters alleviate their guilt. Hoang Kim did not keep his promise and hurt the mother and daughter. All words of comfort were meaningless; his tormented 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!