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🕑 Added 2025-09-13 20:03:22 +0000 UTCChapter 7
After lunch, I thought to myself: since things were like this, why not just keep the sex going?
I wanted to fuck my beautiful sex slave Su Wan until she couldn’t take it anymore, then have my way with the mother–daughter pair Aunt Yang and Zhang Yue (it was Saturday; Zhang Yue had slept in at home that morning and would come in the afternoon to look after her dad), and also take all those slutty nurses who’d raped me while I’d been unconscious.
But just as I was pulling Su Wan into my arms, about to kiss her, that mother and son showed up again, carrying a fruit basket.
The moment Su Wan saw them, her face darkened.
The man clearly didn’t want to be here and was scowling too, but I still caught him sneaking repeated glances at Su Wan understandable; she was gorgeous and her figure was beyond sexy.
To tempt me into fucking her today, she’d even changed outfits: on top, a low-cut, tight, cropped T-shirt showing off more than half her luscious breasts, the cleavage so deep it seemed bottomless; below, nothing but a micro mini skirt so short that as soon as she walked you could see the white lace thong hugging her plump, meaty pussy lips.
Everywhere else was bare. Across her smooth belly, the pink succubus tattoo made her look even more shameless and wanton but also warned others off from trying to rape her.
That morning, after returning from my check-up, Wu Min had rushed in saying, “Mr. Yu next time don’t let your sex slave go out dressed so slutty You two walked one lap outside and all our bed nurses were worked to death She’s your slave so you don’t care if she’s raped but the others aren’t! I just got raped twice~ It seriously disrupts hospital work!”
I’d promised that from now on, Su Wan would dress properly when leaving the ward.
I didn’t doubt Wu Min as she spoke I could see fresh semen dripping down her thighs.
After all, Su Wan was from this world. Even as my sex slave, she didn’t care about showing her body to other men, nor about them watching us have sex. I didn’t even know if she was only willing to sleep with me because she was my slave, or if without that status she’d still happily enjoy being raped by others.
I didn’t dare ask, didn’t dare think on it because so far, every other woman I’d met here was like that.
Even so, seeing those two arrive, especially the man, Su Wan realised I wouldn’t be fucking her right away, so she put on a thin trench coat. Light, opaque, covering her figure completely her “outside clothes” in response to Wu Min’s warning.
This time they didn’t ask for a letter of forgiveness maybe yesterday’s events had taught them something.
I didn’t want to talk to them, especially not the man, Liu Cheng, who kept shooting glances at Su Wan. If he didn’t need my favour right now, I had no doubt he’d have tried to rape her already.
Just when I was getting annoyed, Liu Cheng’s phone rang. He pulled it out and, talking loudly enough for me to hear, walked out:
“Baby~ I’m at the hospital, yeah, that loser doesn’t want to…”
My expression soured further.
His mother, Fang Yun, heard it too and suddenly looked flustered. Seeing my face darken, she quickly said, “He’s just a thoughtless child, you…”
I waved her off. “You can go too, don’t interrupt me having sex.”
I pulled Su Wan close.
Fang Yun froze, then suddenly reached into my pants and wrapped her hand around my half-hard cock, stroking.
I turned to see her stripping off her clothes.
“Even if you let me fuck you, my attitude won’t…”
“I know I’m not trying to curry favour, I just want to use my pussy to apologise on behalf of my useless son.”
She was naked now, her body revealed.
I had to admit, rich women were different. Though in her forties like Aunt Yang, her figure was even better, skin soft like a girl’s.
If she didn’t carry herself with the allure of a mature woman, I’d have thought she was a university student.
Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed to a small patch. Her labia were clean, plump and wide, like butterfly wings. Her breasts weren’t large but were perfectly full and perky, the nipples not pale like Su Wan’s, but not dark either same tone as her labia.
She stood by the bed, spreading her lips to show her red inner flesh. “Don’t know if you’ll like my pussy type, but I’ve trained it to squeeze tight. You can play with it first.”
Looking at her still-dry slit, I said, “You want me to get you wet?”
She gave me a knowing smile. “Your cock’s so thick if you just stick it in, you’ll be uncomfortable.”
“You’ll be more uncomfortable.”
“Of course, it’ll hurt me too.”
I flicked her “butterfly wings.” “Pain’s fine.”
She frowned but climbed onto the bed anyway only for me to stop her. “Turn around.”
She was annoyed now, but obeyed, presenting her ass. I saw her asshole wasn’t pink anymore plenty had been inside it.
Kneeling facing away, she ground my cock on her dry slit. No wetness came she clearly didn’t want this.
Honestly I didn’t much want to fuck her; she couldn’t compare to Su Wan in looks, figure, or pussy. But it was amusing to see her force herself and I wanted to teach her a lesson.
When she tried to grind more, I grabbed her waist and shoved down hard.
“Ah~” she cried out in pain.
It hurt for me too, my cock abraded raw in her dryness.
“Mr. Yu let me blow you first dry like this, you’ll hurt too ah”
I ignored her, thrust several times. “Pain? More than your son caused when he smashed into me?”
I smacked her ass a red handprint bloomed. She clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle a cry.
“If you want to apologise, drop the act!”
Through her fingers: “Haa got it Mr. Yu mmm”
What the hell was she enjoying this already?
One more deep thrust and she was wet enough to slick my cock entirely, her pussy turning hot and pliant.
She hadn’t been lying she was tight, maybe not like Su Wan, but about even with Zhang Yue and Zhang Yue was in her early twenties! She’d trained this hole diligently.
After a dozen strokes, she suddenly pressed down, forcing her cervix onto my glans. “You’re not mobile let me do the moving.” She lifted and dropped, slamming her womb against me.
Still muffling her moans, she fucked herself wetter, the room filling with obscene wet sounds. Unsatisfied, I smacked her other cheek.
Zhang Yue and her mother, standing by, both flinched.
“Too hard,” Fang Yun said, glancing at the mark. “Lighter?”
I shrugged, and looked to the three waiting women. “Who wants to do it?”
Su Wan and Zhang Yue blurted, “Me!”
Aunt Yang laughed. “Of course I do, but I won’t take from the younger ones.”
Uncle Zhang called, “Xiao Su uncle can fuck you come~”
Su Wan waved him off.
Realising my point, Fang Yun moaned aloud now: “Then hit me take it all out on Auntie here”
Zhang Yue muttered, “Just can’t let go of his cock, look at her.”
Fang Yun heard, covered her mouth again, but kept pounding down.
Then I felt something odd. When she dropped, my tip pushed into an even tighter channel deep inside like another pussy within the pussy.
Deep in... the womb?
Could women’s wombs here be penetrated? But with Su Wan, Zhang Yue, the nurses, I’d never felt this.
Yet Fang Yun clearly liked it even angled herself to pull me out of that spot and then jam me back in. Sitting deeper let me in easier than short grinds.
She abandoned her hand and gripped the footboard, crouching to bounce harder. “Oh so good haven’t had my womb fucked like this in ages~”
It really was her womb.
At that moment Nurse Yunxin entered, hearing her words surprised: “She’s had uterine modification!”
“What’s that?” I asked.
Yunxin explained: “Not many get it it’s literally surgically altering the womb into a penetrable mini-pussy, doubling pleasure for both. Irreversible no more pregnancies so usually only after childbirth. Still rare. A lot of sex slaves get it.”
She glanced at Su Wan, who frowned; I squeezed her hand she shook, then nodded.
“And,” Yunxin went on, “not all men can reach the womb. Even after modification, you need length and force that’s why she’s working so hard. Without it, the surgery’s wasted. Only a handful of local hospitals offer it maybe ten thousand cases a year.”
In a city of millions, that was tiny less than one in a thousand women.
She was right: more sex slaves proportionally had the modification, since they had no say in what their masters did to them. And satisfaction surveys showed they liked it they existed for pleasure, after all.
By now Fang Yun was squirting hard, juices gushing. I’d been distracted, so though her hole and womb gripped me beautifully, I hadn’t come yet.
Still kneeling, she convulsed around me, cervix sucking my tip like a little mouth. It was a bizarre, wonderful sensation.
When she started moving again, she alternated grinding her cervix on me and then swallowing me into her womb shaking each time.
Seeing her ass still marked, I slapped it. “Slut, enjoying yourself now?”
Her pussy fluttered. “Sorry Mr. Yu let me keep going~”
Faster now. “So good your cock is delicious pussy and womb both love it~”
Just then, Liu Cheng returned. Seeing his naked mother riding me, eyes rolled back, he charged, grabbing her: “Mom! What are you doing?!”
She didn’t slow. “Son it’s so good Mom can’t stop~”
He gripped her to pull her off. “Stop debasing yourself! If you want cock, I’ll give it to you!”
She wrenched free and dropped hard driving me deep into her womb. She went rigid, eyes rolling, jaw clenched, drool spilling as she leaned back and with a burst, her urethra sprayed high, drenching Liu Cheng.
He froze.
I couldn’t hold back, flooding her womb.
In the sudden quiet, everyone watched us shudder through our orgasms. I felt my cum fill her womb, then flow down into her vagina, flushing warmly over my cock.
Her squirt turned to a steady dribble, like a leaky kettle.
Finally spent, she slumped on me, panting.
Aunt Yang was rubbing herself. “Makes me want surgery too~”
Su Wan sneered at Liu Cheng: “Taste your mom’s squirt?”
At that, he lunged for Su Wan, slamming her to the wall, tearing her coat open, cock out to penetrate her. Her thong was already aside she’d been fingering herself watching me fuck, dripping onto the floor.
Struggling, she shouted: “I’m his sex slave touch me and I’ll have you jailed!”
Like an animal, he ignored her until I yanked him back. She kicked him, fixed her clothes.
The Zhang women grabbed him, but he broke free until two men tackled him. Yunxin had called security.
Still resisting, he was tased until he went limp.
Through it all, Fang Yun lay twitching on me. I pushed her off, pulled Su Wan close. “You okay?”
She shook her head then asked, “Master~ was her womb nice?”
I hesitated, then: “Yes.”
No point lying; she’d seen my face.
“But it’s looser than your pussy.”
I kissed her; she kissed back and then my cock was sucked into a wet heat. Zhang Yue had started blowing me.
“Should we report this? Raping a sex slave’s a serious crime,” security asked.
“Attempted,” said Uncle Zhang.
“Attempt’s still a crime.”
I waved them off. “No need, thanks.”
“Just our job.” But they lingered.
Su Wan glanced at me, then stepped forward, opening her top, leaning forward: “Thanks~”
They each grabbed a breast, kneading, leering. “Anytime~ call us.” One even slid a hand over her pussy before they left.
Back, she wiped her reddened tits with a wet tissue.
Aunt Yang chided, “Xiao Yu, don’t be so rude next time.”
I nodded. “I’ll remember.”
“Miss Su come let uncle feel too”
“Shut up,” Yang snapped.
I realised then in this world of endless sex, keeping any woman untouched by others was impossible. And they never even thought of belonging to one man.
Recovering, Fang Yun sat up, tried to stand, knees weak. She caught the cum leaking from her, cupping it with her hand.
An idea struck. “Eat it.”
Zhang Yue looked up from my cock, eyes twinkling, offering to take my load herself. Yang pushed her head back down.
Fang Yun hesitated she wasn’t my slave, she didn’t have to obey then slid her hand from her crotch. It was full of my cum and her juices.
“So thick~” she murmured, then licked, then devoured it with relish, moaning, scooping more from her pussy.
“Good, right?” Su Wan asked.
“Best cum I’ve had in ages~” Fang Yun said, eyeing my cock like she wanted another load.
From the floor Liu Cheng groaned. Fang Yun turned, seeing him bound tight. “What happened?”
“You’ve really been fucked stupid,” Su Wan said.
“Your son just tried to rape Miss Su,” Yang told her.
Her face shifted; she slapped him. “Are you insane? Raping someone’s slave? You want more trouble?”
“You’re humping him to death and you lecture me?!”
“I’m your mother! I let him fuck me for you!”
“For me? You pissed all over me! You were so blissed out you didn’t notice your son getting beaten!”
Storming, he flung her off and left.
Shaken, she slumped and wept knowing she’d lost control for pleasure, not her son.
Yang threw her clothes over her. “Don’t blame yourself his cock is that good, and with your surgery…”
She stopped crying, dressed, cleaned up. My sheets were soaked.
I’d lost the mood, so I finished in Zhang Yue’s mouth she swallowed every drop.
Dressed again, Fang Yun returned. “Sorry for the scene, Mr. Yu.”
“First womb I’ve fucked very nice.”
“If you like, before you’re discharged, call me anytime. And I apologise again for Liu Cheng I’ll teach him.”
“That’s not my apology to receive apologise to Su Wan.”
“You’re her master to you is enough. Sorry.” She bowed.
I realised sex slaves couldn’t even get an apology.
I hugged Su Wan. “Forgive him?”
“Up to Master~”
I kissed her and told Fang Yun, “Go now.”
Without a word, she left.
