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🕑 Added 2025-09-07 01:01:01 +0000 UTCChapter 10 Fallen Mother Volume Three
Yuncai Noble High School is a key private school, the only private high school directly under the provincial education department’s jurisdiction. Its enrollment covers several surrounding provinces, and all students admitted come from well-established families wealthy third or fourth generations with good family education.
The school’s teaching philosophy balances theory and practice. Enrollment means semi-militarized full-time boarding with strict daily management. The first year focuses on intensive study; the second year adds exposure to global information to prepare for university major selection; the third year combines full preparation for the college entrance exam with exploration of professional skills and a one-month internship after the exam to confirm interest.
This school is the dream choice for elite parents in several provinces.
Given Su Zihan’s background, Fang Fan’s qualification to enter was just at the threshold and required passing a strict entrance exam. Unexpectedly, Zhu Dezhi had already secured an admission notice.
Seeing Su Zihan’s shocked look, Zhu Dezhi grinned proudly, lit a cigarette on the office sofa, and loudly boasted:
“Heh, I have a buddy who teaches there and knows the admissions staff well. So I spent some money and bought an admission spot from him.”
Though he said “some money,” for a mayor’s salary, it was an amount that would take decades to repay. Surprisingly, after just having urinated, Su Zihan felt a fleeting sense of gratitude.
But as a seasoned female politician, she didn’t believe in free gifts. After her brief gratitude, she realized he wanted something from her.
She put the admission notice into her handbag and said solemnly, “Speak. What do you want?”
“Hehe, that’s my wife, she really knows me!” Zhu Dezhi took a drag of his cigarette, sat in Su Zihan’s chair, and grinned mischievously.
Maybe the admission notice lifted her mood, or maybe she’d gotten used to his disgusting manner. This time, her expression was neutral. She glanced at him and sighed, “You’re proud telling people I’m your girlfriend, huh?”
“Of course. People hearing the deputy mayor married a private hospital owner think more of me. It’s a real honor.”
Sighing again, realizing he wouldn’t let her work in the office, Su Zihan walked elegantly to the window, drew the curtains, and looked out.
The city was bustling with evening traffic and busy pedestrians. She crossed her arms tightly, making her prominent chest stand higher beneath her professional attire.
After a moment’s silence, she asked again, “So, what exactly do you want me to do? Same as always…?”
“Alright, alright. I know no using your position for illegal things, no using your man’s identity to deal with government officials for wrongdoing, right?”
“I promised you long ago. Why do you keep nagging? Do you think I’ll start my own dye factory just because I’m nice to you?”
Though his tone was stern, Su Zihan thought since he announced she was his woman, he’d only used his status to do some excessive things to her. Beyond her, he kept strict boundaries, never bribing or committing economic crimes with officials.
Thinking this, she felt she might have worried too much.
To avoid more trouble tonight, she silently let him finish.
“I got your brat’s admission notice. Just one thing: tomorrow, find time to come to my hospital. I have some pharmaceutical reps to meet. It’s part of your duties. You just need to hold the fort.”
Though simple, Su Zihan immediately felt something was off. Her intuition told her that for such a valuable thing, he wouldn’t just ask this of her. After thinking, she asked:
“Are you planning to use my name to squeeze prices or not pay? I won’t allow that!”
Zhu Dezhi immediately got angry. He jumped up, grabbed the bun Su Zihan had tied on top of her head, yanked it back, and slapped her delicate cheek hard.
“Slap!”
Startled and confused, Su Zihan heard him roar like a beast, “You filthy slut, think I’m a pushover? Always nagging!”
He slapped her other cheek, then said:
“I’m not like some bitch. I say things to your face, not behind your back.” After slapping her beautiful cheek, he let go of her hair and let her rub his reddened face, muttering:
“Don’t worry, I might take some kickbacks from those pharma reps, but all within legal limits. I won’t let those companies lose money using your mayor’s name.”
Though unjustly slapped twice, Su Zihan felt relieved hearing this.
What she didn’t know was that Zhu Dezhi cared more about her career than she did. Without the mayor’s title, she was just another woman to him. Only as mayor did she have value.
If she lost her title, she’d be worthless to him. So though he’d once wanted to profit from her status, he held back.
After massaging her cheek, the pain eased. Apparently, he was holding back. Perhaps Su Zihan had adapted. The woman who’d just been slapped accepted this punishment silently.
“Are you going or not?”
When he asked again, Su Zihan still rubbed her burning cheek, thought a moment, then nodded silently.
Satisfied, Zhu Dezhi gave her a look of approval and said:
“Good. Remember to call your secretary to arrange your schedule. Be there before 1 p.m., or I won’t be happy.”
Su Zihan nodded again. After the redness faded, she followed Zhu Dezhi out of the government building.
That night was no different from the past month covered in his semen from head to toe, she lay dazed on the bed, letting the white fluid drip from her vagina, anus, and mouth, passing through a night of debauchery.
The next morning, both bathed and went to their respective workplaces.
Though uneasy, Su Zihan called her secretary upon arriving at the office, told Ling she had matters this afternoon and postponed work, then began the morning’s tasks.
At 11:30 a.m., after lunch in the cafeteria, Su Zihan left city hall alone and went to Zhu Dezhi’s hospital.
Arriving a little after noon, more than an hour before their appointment, she asked to see her son first.
In Zhu Dezhi’s office, she stood beside him, looking down at the smoking man. She knew her request meant he wanted something in return, but didn’t know what torment awaited.
His eyes narrowed, a strange gleam flashing. Then he said:
“I told you, I’m not heartless. You want to see your son? Of course. But not now. After I meet the pharma reps, around 3 p.m. till 5:30 p.m. when I finish, you can be with him as much as you like.”
Su Zihan’s heart lifted, but thinking of his nature, she hesitated, then nodded:
“Fine. As long as I see Fang Fan, I’ll do whatever you want.”
“Really?” Zhu Dezhi was surprised. He hadn’t expected her to agree so quickly, even offering to let him go further.
Though surprised, he wasn’t about to let her off. He unbuckled his belt.
This time, he didn’t fully remove his pants, just pulled down his underwear and pants enough to expose his large cock, then said:
“What I want is simple and you’ve done it many times just suck me off.”
For Su Zihan, oral sex was no big deal now, but here and now it was difficult. She glanced at her watch 12:45 p.m. not much time before the reps arrived.
Knowing his stamina, she thought it impossible to make him come so soon. Was he planning for others to see?
Anger flared. She glared and shouted:
“Are you crazy? What if I get seen? Do you want me disgraced?”
Seeing her anger, Zhu Dezhi frowned. Her attitude displeased him. He’d said all he needed before and didn’t want to explain again.
He took a cigarette from the desk, lit it, and sat silently smoking, pants still down.
The silence scared Su Zihan. Before divorce, if Fang Fan’s father treated her like this, she had ways to fight back.
But this was Zhu Dezhi, the hospital director treating Fang Fan, who held her past secrets. She wasn’t sure how to handle him.
Thinking of his methods from threats to submission, then harsher punishment if she resisted Su Zihan decided to endure tonight’s torment.
She glanced at the empty space under the desk and said irritably:
“Move back, let me in.”
Zhu Dezhi didn’t move, but glared furiously.
Seeing this, Su Zihan softened her tone:
“Master, may I go under the desk?”
“Hmph!” After she spoke, Zhu Dezhi pushed his chair back a few steps.
Su Zihan quickly crawled under, knelt naturally, watching Zhu Dezhi push his chair back again.
She took a deep breath, ignored the foul smell, and leaned between his thick legs, holding his limp cock, taking the dark-red glans into her mouth.
“Slurp ! Slurp ! Slurp !”
After a month, Su Zihan could not only drink his urine but also expertly use her once-commanding mouth to please him, naturally employing the oral skills she’d developed.
“Hey! Zhu Third, your old man’s here!”
As Su Zihan was immersed in pleasuring Zhu Dezhi, a voice sounded outside the office his guest had arrived.
Just as she tried to spit out his cock and stand, a large hand pressed on her head, forcing nearly a third of his cock deeper into her mouth.
“Mmm !!…”
“Bang !” Before she could resist, the door slammed open. A man about Zhu Dezhi’s age entered, laughing loudly:
“Zhu Third, your old man’s here. Not even standing to greet me, how disrespectful.”
“Fuck you, I’m your grandfather. Who do you think you’re talking to?” Zhu Dezhi retorted without backing down.
“Don’t joke with me. If I’m not satisfied today, if your hospital accepts even one box of our medicine, I’ll take your name.”
“Stop, stop! Don’t make trouble.”
“Do I look like I’m in the mood for trouble?”
“Hey, godfather, godfather, I’m counting on you to get me fifty grand from you. We’ve been friends for years. Don’t do this.”
After this, two more footsteps entered.
One said, “Hey, Wang Er, Zhu Third, what are you two up to?”
The other: “Hmph, Zhao Si, what new tricks can those two fuckers come up with? Just the old father-son rivalry.”
Zhao Si: “Good idea, big brother.”
Hearing three unfamiliar voices, Su Zihan tensed, gripping Zhu Dezhi’s cock tightly, afraid to make noise.
Zhu Dezhi was displeased, instinctively putting his arm under the desk, holding her head, forcing her to continue.
Though reluctant, Su Zihan couldn’t resist his strength and resumed. This time, she didn’t suck hard, so the sound didn’t alert the others.
From their conversation, Su Zihan guessed these men were sworn brothers, but her situation was still embarrassing if discovered.
Sometimes, the more you fear, the more it happens. Zhu Dezhi’s hand under the desk was spotted by Wang Er.
“Hey! Third, what’s hiding under the desk? Is it that Longjing tea you’ve been hiding for three years?” Wang Er came to the desk and saw a woman crawling under Zhu Dezhi’s crotch, sucking the huge cock he’d once admired.
“Damn, Third, you’re in the mood. You even got a chick to suck you. Hahaha!”
Wang Er glanced at the woman, surprised and fearful. Recognizing her as Su Zihan, a representative of a pharmaceutical company in the city, he stepped back, shocked.
“Mayor Su!”
His voice drew the attention of the others, who hurried over and saw Su Zihan curled up and sobbing under the desk.
The leader cleared his throat, nudged the others, and said to Zhu Dezhi:
“Third, you handle business. I’ll go. Our hospital will buy medicine at the prices Wang Er and Zhao Si offered last time, plus 0.5 more. How about that?”
Zhu Dezhi sat in his chair, his huge cock pointing skyward. These brothers had shared brothels before and seen each other’s equipment he didn’t care.
He ignored the trembling Su Zihan under the desk, nodded to his brothers:
“Fine, thanks to the leader, Wang Er, and Zhao Si.”
“Not at all!” The three left quickly, leaving only Zhu Dezhi and Su Zihan.
“You bastard, you’re trying to kill me!” After a brief silence, Su Zihan sprang from under the desk like an angry lioness, clawing at his clothes with her delicate hands.
Zhu Dezhi was prepared. At first, he laughed and let her act, explaining:
“Don’t worry, those three are sworn brothers. They won’t spread your secrets. Hey, stop tearing my clothes.”
“You bastard, now three more know. I have no face to show anyone.” Su Zihan was clearly unsatisfied.
She kept pawing at him, sometimes scratching his neck painfully. Zhu Dezhi finally lost patience.
But he didn’t explode. Inspired by today’s events, he suppressed his anger, stood, pushed Su Zihan away, and coldly said:
“Get out, now. You want to see your son? Then hurry.”
His sudden roar sobered Su Zihan. Seeing his cold eyes, she knew she’d gone too far. Though it was about her reputation, and a bit much for him, she didn’t regret it.
Especially hearing about her son, she coldly glanced at him, then left the office, heading straight to the ward building.
Zhu Dezhi sat back, smirked after thinking, then left for his secret base.
Su Zihan didn’t know this. She went to Fang Fan’s ward.
After more than a month, mother and son reunited with emotion, sharing their longing and advice.
Nurses stayed nearby despite requests to leave they were Zhu Dezhi’s watchers. Su Zihan ignored them and finished her talk about Fang Fan’s upcoming school admission.
After dinner with Fang Fan, they parted reluctantly.
On the taxi ride home, Su Zihan thought about the afternoon’s events and realized she couldn’t avoid punishment tonight.
But fate was fate. Having been used all over, she couldn’t imagine what new tricks he had.
Lost in thought, she arrived home, paid the fare, gathered her things, and got out.
In the villa district, private cars park outside. Standing at the gate, Su Zihan felt nervous but took a deep breath and entered.
At her door, she saw Zhu Dezhi’s car inside, making her even more tense.
She unlocked the door, passed through the courtyard, and entered. The living room was empty; the dining room light was on.
Curious, she set her bag on the coffee table and went to the dining room.
She saw Zhu Dezhi arranging takeout dishes.
“Hey! You’re back. Come eat!”
Seeing her surprised face, he smiled and invited her.
Is the sun setting in the east? Seeing his goofy demeanor, Su Zihan thought this.
“Why just stand there? Come on.”
His voice made her shiver, then she went to the table and asked tentatively:
“Are we… eating together?”
“Of course,” he replied, sitting in the main seat and gesturing at the chair beside him.
Though unsure of his thoughts, Su Zihan carefully sat and began eating.
Since living together, she hadn’t always done oral sex for him at dinner like the first night.
Though they’d eaten together before, given her afternoon performance, he wouldn’t be so kind now.
With that uneasy thought, she finished dinner, tidied up, bathed, and went to her bedroom.
Zhu Dezhi lay watching TV, smoking. She sat beside him, reaching to undress him.
Just as she reached, he said from above, “Not yet. Later. Come watch TV with me.”
Though puzzled, she was glad not to serve him and nestled in his arms, like a little bird, watching TV with him.
Around 9 p.m., during the news, Su Zihan, nearly asleep, felt herself pushed away.
Awake, she heard him say:
“Go to your son’s room. Someone’s coming. I told her to come to you.”
Remembering today’s events, Su Zihan thought he meant to let someone watch them have sex and wanted to protest.
Before she could, Zhu Dezhi said:
“Go first. It’s a woman. I have business with her.”
Hearing it was a woman, Su Zihan relaxed, tidied her nightgown, and went to Fang Fan’s room.
Closing the door, she looked around the long-unused room, recalling her son.
She noticed the thin layer of dust on his computer and remembered how he loved playing on it.
Unconsciously, she sat in the gaming chair, placed her hand on the mouse, and the screen lit up.
Startled, she realized Fang Fan and Old Jiao hadn’t shut down the computer before their trip.
It had been in standby, so moving the mouse woke it.
She moved the mouse; the cursor moved smoothly. Despite a month off, the computer ran well.
On the taskbar, a program was still open. Curious, she clicked it.
Suddenly, several split screens appeared, showing her house: living room, kitchen, bathroom, upstairs hallway, guest rooms, even her bedroom.
When had Fang Fan installed so many cameras?
Before she could think more, a car appeared in the courtyard camera.
It stopped, and a woman, indistinct in the dim light, hurried into the villa.
The woman passed through the living room, stairs, and upstairs hallway, still unseen by Su Zihan.
At her bedroom door, she stopped, turned the knob, and entered.
Su Zihan immediately switched her bedroom camera to full screen. With good lighting, she finally saw the visitor her ex-husband’s current wife, Zhao Xueying.
“Old Zhu, so you dare bring me here? Looks like you’ve completely conquered Su Zihan,” Zhao Xueying said, tossing her bag down and quickly undressing.
“Hmph! See, my cock’s like a drug to you women. I’ve never seen anyone quit.”
Lying on the bed, Zhu Dezhi watched Zhao Xueying strip to fishnet lingerie and nodded approvingly.
“How’s today? You’ve been dripping since morning, that emptiness killing you, thinking about my cock all day.”
“Hehe!” Pleased, Zhu Dezhi pinched her chin. “You’re still the sluttiest. Did you sleep with that green-haired bastard first?”
Su Zihan knew he meant her ex-husband. Before she could react, Zhao Xueying said on the monitor:
“Hmph, that bastard’s no better than a eunuch. I even gave him medicine. Didn’t last three minutes, and his dick was smaller than a finger.”
She lay back, placed a pillow under her ass, spread her legs, tugged Zhu Dezhi’s arm, and said coquettishly:
“Master, come quickly. Your little bitch is so itchy, waiting for you to cum inside her.”
“When the little bitch has a fat, white son, our baby will inherit that green-haired bastard’s fortune. How about that? Hurry up!”
“You little slut, master will satisfy you!” Zhu Dezhi growled, mounting her. Naked bodies pressed tight, their genitals perfectly joined in one thrust.
Hearing their conversation, Su Zihan raised her eyebrows. That afternoon at the hospital, Fang Fan had told her these two had conspired about this a month ago.
But Su Zihan wasn’t too worried. She believed in her status and her son’s ability. Even if he didn’t inherit his father’s entire fortune, he could make his own way.
“Ah !! So good!”
Lost in thought, Su Zihan was startled by Zhao Xueying’s cries on the screen.
Zhao Xueying lay on the bed, legs spread, clutching Zhu Dezhi’s thick waist, moving her hips in rhythm with his thrusts.
His knees, once kneeling, were now in a low horse stance, his large ass riding hers.
His entire cock was buried in the screen, only his fist-sized scrotum slapped her raised anus.
“Ah! So good! !! Fuck me !! Fuck me to death !! Fuck me hard !! Ah!! Husband, kiss me !!! Ah!! Kiss daddy, good master !! Ah !!! You fuck me !! Ah!! So good.”
“Fuck you to death, damn it !! Slut!!! You slutty bitch! Fuck you. Fuck your cunt to pieces, fuck you over.”
“Yes, ah! !!! Fuck you over !!! Fuck you to pieces !! I, ah! ! Master! Master daddy, Xueying… ah !!! Xueying slut !! Ah !! Willingly ! Ah! ! Being fucked by you !!”
…
On the monitor, the two just started intense sex. Zhu Dezhi fucked wildly, treating Zhao Xueying as nothing, regardless of her endurance, relentlessly thrusting.
Compared to his sex with Su Zihan, his fucking of Zhao Xueying was almost civilized.
Time passed. Nearly 30 minutes had elapsed since they began. Zhu Dezhi was like a pile driver, maintaining high speed and force.
Around 40 minutes in, Zhao Xueying’s voice rose sharply: “Come… ah!! ! Are you coming? Hurry… hurry !! Ah!!! Push in and cum!”
Under Su Zihan’s gaze, Zhu Dezhi grabbed her jade-like ankles, slammed her body folded, and thrust hard.
Breaking through some barrier, Zhao Xueying twitched, and Zhu Dezhi roared loudly.
“Ah !!!!!!!!!!” Zhao Xueying’s scream echoed clearly even in the soundproof villa, heard by Su Zihan next door.
After a pause, their tense bodies relaxed. Zhu Dezhi collapsed on her back, and Zhao Xueying opened her arms, embracing him.
Her big eyes half-closed, enjoying the pleasure, she whispered in his ear:
“Master, you came so much. Xueying feels she can bear you a fat, white son.”
Zhu Dezhi didn’t speak for a long moment, resting on her. After two minutes, he propped himself up and smiled:
“Is one time enough?”
Still beneath him, Zhao Xueying gently stroked his ugly face and shook her head:
“Not enough. Master, you can do as many times as you want. This little bitch will obey all night, not a drop will escape.”
“Hehe, Xueying’s little dog knows her master’s heart.”
Zhu Dezhi stood, pulled out his cock, and Zhao Xueying quickly got up, turned, and got on all fours.
She raised her big ass, swayed it, and coquettishly said:
“Master, come quickly. Your little bitch’s in heat, waiting to mate.”
Zhu Dezhi roared and mounted her, his cock hard again, plunging into her darkening cunt.
As their second mating began, Su Zihan, watching from her son’s room, noticed her purple lace panties were soaked.
As the second insemination began, Su Zihan felt her hand moved by an unknown force, quietly slipping between her legs.
