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🕑 Added 2025-08-30 21:49:59 +0000 UTCChapter 5 Fallen Mother Volume Three
City government building, top floor, Deputy Mayor’s office.
As the deputy mayor of this city, after three days off, the backlog of work was considerable. At this moment, she wore a neat, simple professional outfit and sat in her office chair, quickly processing the documents delivered by her new secretary.
There are two deputy mayors in this city. Su Zihan’s main responsibilities are in education, entertainment, and health. While these may seem trivial, the actual workload is significant.
It took her the entire day until after 2 p.m. to finish the work at hand, approve the documents, and write the city government’s opinions. She finally put down her high-end pen.
She immediately picked up the internal phone and dialed. A sweet female voice came through the receiver:
“Mayor Su, is there anything you need me to do?”
This was Su Zihan’s new secretary. To prevent another incident like with Qi Hao* (if that’s the name, let’s go with it), she had hired a 25- or 26-year-old woman who could drive.
After a moment’s thought, Su Zihan said, “I’ve finished all the backlogged files. Come to my office and pick them up.”
“Yes, Mayor Su, I’ll be right there.”
After getting the reply, the call ended. Su Zihan took the opportunity to lean back in her chair and close her eyes for a short rest.
After all, the past three days had been monotonous, but compared to her decades of life, they were wild. Plus, after a morning of focused work, she almost fell asleep at the lunch table. She managed to hold on, but after this half-day of work, she quickly slipped into a light nap.
Knock, knock, knock!
The sudden knocking startled Su Zihan awake. She glanced around in a daze, realized she was in her office, relaxed, and called out, “Xiao Ling? Come in!”
With a click, a woman in professional attire, about 25 or 26, entered.
Seeing her, Su Zihan smiled and pointed to the documents by the desk. “The approved files are there. Take them.”
“Yes, Mayor Su!” Xiao Ling nodded, picked up the files, and asked, “Anything else, Mayor Su? If not, I’ll distribute these to the departments.”
Su Zihan shook her head. The secretary was about to leave when Su Zihan added, “Wait, Xiao Ling, check today’s and tomorrow’s schedule for me. Anything else?”
The secretary thought for a moment, then said confidently, “Nothing else today, Mayor Su. But tomorrow at 9 a.m., you have a citywide medical work meeting with leaders from all major public and private hospitals.”
Su Zihan’s half-closed eyes snapped open. The secretary was about to ask, but Su Zihan quickly composed herself and waved her off. “Got it. After you finish with the files, come back and take me home. I need to rest.”
The secretary was a bit puzzled her boss had just had three days off, but she looked truly exhausted. Still, she knew not to pry, so she said, “Yes, Mayor Su, I understand.”
Distributing files was easy she just had to tell a few colleagues in the secretariat to help, so she returned upstairs quickly.
Su Zihan was still resting. As one of the city’s top leaders, she knew the workflow and trusted her secretary not to keep her waiting.
When she heard the knock, she dragged her tired body from the sofa, legs aching, and opened the door.
“All right, take me home.”
“Yes, Mayor Su.”
After a brief exchange, they went downstairs together, got in her assigned Audi, and the secretary drove her home.
She fumbled for her keys at the door, finally found them, and after telling her secretary to leave, unlocked the door and entered her home.
She tossed her coat and bag at the entrance and, like a zombie, went to her bedroom, gazing at her familiar, soft bed.
For a moment, the faces of Zhong Niu, Qi Hao, and Old Jiao flashed through her mind. Now, with Zhu Dezhi added, her private life was a mess. She felt discouraged.
Strangely, the first three men’s images were now dim, while Zhu Dezhi who had never slept in her bed was vivid in her mind.
Realizing this, Su Zihan’s eyes narrowed. Her son’s severed finger, the shame of the last three days her eyes turned cold, anger rising. She wished she could cut off that man’s filthy thing.
But it was just a fleeting impulse. After stripping and taking a hasty shower, she changed into her usual pajamas and returned to bed. The chaotic images faded from her mind.
She pulled the covers over herself and began to worry about her son.
During the three days in the warehouse, every time they paused their wild sex, Su Zihan would urge Zhu Dezhi to make a WeChat video call to the hospital.
When video-calling her son Fang Fan, Zhu Dezhi always made sure to use the rear camera, so she could see her son but Fang Fan couldn’t see her.
Even so, Zhu Dezhi would always force himself on her during the call. No matter how hard Su Zihan tried to act normal, she had been trained by the man to become aroused just by his glans rubbing her lips, so she couldn’t hold the phone steady. Lying in bed, Fang Fan could hardly not know what his mother was going through.
Seeing her son’s tears on his young face, Su Zihan’s heart ached. But to avoid exposing her identity and to spare her son worry, she forced herself to sound relaxed, assuring him she was fine.
Every video call left mother and son heartbroken, but for Su Zihan, seeing her son’s healing hand and improved spirit on the screen helped her relax, even while being fucked by the man.
But everything changed that morning when Zhu Dezhi drove her to work. As Su Zihan unbuckled her seatbelt, Zhu Dezhi suddenly said:
“Baby, give me a kiss!”
They were at her office building, so this time, Su Zihan gave him no warmth, just a cold glance: “Mr. Zhu, please behave. I have work to do. If there’s nothing else, send Fang Fan home. I need to focus on my job. Let’s end this.”
Just hours earlier, she’d been curled up in his arms like a kitten. Now, her tone was icy. Zhu Dezhi felt all his tenderness over the past three days had been wasted.
If nice words didn’t work, he’d have to change tactics. He grinned, unconcerned: “Mayor Su, you seem to have forgotten something?”
He pulled a new smartphone from his pocket and handed it to her. Su Zihan was puzzled.
Without waiting for her to ask, Zhu Dezhi smiled: “This is a new phone I had delivered while you slept. For a while, you’ll use this to video call your son.”
Su Zihan immediately understood. She glared at him, eyes full of anger: “You plan to monitor me?”
“Hahaha!” Zhu Dezhi laughed, then shook his head: “You’re too serious, Mayor Su. You’re the deputy mayor who would dare monitor you?”
“I just want you to comfort your little brat. You know how to weigh pros and cons, but your wild kid doesn’t. I don’t want his impulsiveness to cause you irreparable trouble.”
“After all, I have your wonderful performances from the past two days. You’re a top figure in this city, so I need something for mutual destruction, just in case.”
Su Zihan had no grounds to refuse. She silently took the phone and put it in her pocket.
Without another word, she got out of the car, leaving Zhu Dezhi in the driver’s seat, watching the woman he’d trained for two days disappear from view.
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Back to the present, the phone Zhu Dezhi gave her sat next to her usual phone. She hadn’t used it yet.
She decided to get familiar with it before sleep, so she’d be ready to video call her son in the morning.
She pressed the power button for less than two seconds. The phone booted up with a melody, and in less than three seconds, the lock screen appeared.
On the screen was a beautiful woman in a white shirt, side-on, with the top three buttons undone, exposing large swathes of fair skin and a deep cleavage.
The woman was kneeling, one delicate hand holding a huge penis, the other supporting a large scrotum as if it might fall.
It was clearly a photo of a woman giving a man a blowjob. The image was erotic, but with the phone’s beauty filter, it had a touch of artistic beauty.
Su Zihan’s anger flared because the woman in the lock screen was herself, and the man’s penis belonged to Zhu Dezhi.
He dared to humiliate her like this! She wanted to tear him apart, but knowing he held all her weaknesses, she quickly suppressed her murderous urge.
She wanted to change the lock screen, and after a bit of fiddling, opened the photo album. Her anger returned when she saw over a thousand photos and dozens of videos.
Yes, all from the past three days of sex with Zhu Dezhi. Previewing the images, seeing herself in shameful positions she’d never imagined, and that ever-present huge cock, she almost lost it.
She leapt up, ready to smash the phone, but stopped herself.
This was her only way to see her son. With a sigh, she unlocked the phone, selected all files, and deleted them.
With the massive files gone, the phone ran smoothly. Seeing the empty album, Su Zihan felt relieved.
She shook out her hair, cleared her mind, lay down, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
She slept soundly. When she woke, it was around 6 a.m. The dawn light shone through the clean window onto her soft bed. She realized she hadn’t closed the curtains the night before.
She shook her head, sat up, put a pillow behind her aching back, and relaxed.
In the extreme quiet, she could hear cicadas and birds outside. The sounds cleared her mind and improved her mood.
Gurgle ! Gurgle !! Gurgle !!
Her stomach rumbled. She realized she hadn’t eaten properly for three or four days.
She missed the breakfast shop near her son’s elementary school. After dropping Fang Fan off, she’d always eat there with Qi Hao. The food wasn’t great, but not bad, and she could see real life, reminding herself not to forget her political ideals.
Driven by hunger, Su Zihan quickly got up, showered, did her makeup, picked out her work clothes, and set off.
She went to that familiar breakfast shop, ordered what Qi Hao used to get her, and ate slowly, maintaining her composure more as a ritual than as a deputy mayor.
Listening to parents chattering as they dropped off their kids, Su Zihan felt her dignity, crushed by Zhu Dezhi, slowly returning. If she could, she’d have stayed there until her heart fully healed.
But that was a fantasy. As the shop emptied and the sun rose, she finished her breakfast, dressed in black professional attire, elegant makeup, knee-length skirt, black stockings, and low heels.
She raised her hand to block the sun, feeling its warmth drive away most of her gloom.
She wanted to video call her son, but it was still early and she didn’t want to wake him. Besides, using that phone meant being monitored, which dampened her mood.
She sighed, hailed a taxi, and headed for city hall.
She arrived just before 9. As she got out, she noticed several cars she recognized hospital leaders’ cars. One was especially familiar: the one she’d ridden in yesterday. Zhu Dezhi was already there.
With another sigh, she forced herself to focus and went upstairs to her office, where Xiao Ling was waiting.
“Mayor Su, why didn’t you call me to pick you up today?”
Su Zihan smiled at her secretary’s worried face. “I’m getting older, not sleeping well, so I got up early. You’re young and busy, so I didn’t want to disturb your rest.”
“Mayor Su, don’t say that!”
As Xiao Ling started to protest, Su Zihan waved her off, then said, “Let’s talk work. Show me today’s agenda.”
The secretary handed over the meeting files. Su Zihan reviewed them, marked key points, and nodded for the meeting to proceed as planned.
She closed the folder and saw Xiao Ling still standing there, hesitant. “Anything else? If not, go bring the hospital reps to Conference Room 2.”
Xiao Ling checked her watch over half an hour until the meeting. “Mayor Su, Mr. Zhu Dezhi from Aimin Hospital arrived at 8 a.m. He wants to see you privately. He’s been waiting in the lounge for over half an hour. Do you want to meet him?”
Su Zihan’s eyes turned cold, anger rising. Her tone became frosty: “Did he say what he wants?”
Xiao Ling, intimidated, shook her head. “No, he just said he wanted to thank you for your contributions to the city’s medical industry.”
Su Zihan understood. Her face grew colder. “Go bring the hospital leaders to Conference Room 2. Tell Zhu Dezhi to see me there with everyone else.”
“Oh!”
Relieved, Xiao Ling left. Alone, Su Zihan leaned back, regret in her heart. What if he used her son or those videos to threaten her? Her mind spun with anxiety.
Soon it was 9:30. Xiao Ling came to fetch her for the meeting. Though anxious, Su Zihan had to host the session on the city’s medical future.
She followed Xiao Ling to Conference Room 2 on the fifth floor. Inside were over a dozen hospital directors and legal reps. Zhu Dezhi, as a private hospital owner, sat at the far right.
At first glance, his smile was like the others’, but his eyes burned with a desire she knew all too well like he wanted everyone out so he could have her alone, as in the past three days.
Disgusted, Su Zihan looked away, greeted the others, and began the meeting.
With prepared notes, she combined her thoughts with the agenda and addressed the hospital reps.
The meeting ended around 10:30 or 11 a.m. As the reps left, each exchanged pleasantries with Su Zihan, their superior.
After the last person left, Su Zihan thought she was alone and began to pack up.
Suddenly, a pair of big hands helped her gather the documents it was Zhu Dezhi.
“You…!”
She was startled, but remembering their recent history, she steadied herself. Seeing Xiao Ling outside, she whispered, “What are you doing? There are people here!”
“Nothing,” Zhu Dezhi replied with a perfectly normal subordinate’s face, respectfully helping her organize the documents.
He glanced outside Xiao Ling peeked in, then turned away, waiting for Su Zihan to call.
Once sure she wasn’t being watched, Zhu Dezhi grinned and whispered, “What, Mayor Su, do you want me to do something? Heh heh.”
His lewd face disgusted Su Zihan. “Get lost, I need to rest before lunch.”
Hearing her schedule, Zhu Dezhi thought, “Perfect.” Carrying her files, he said, “I have some work to report. Let’s go to your office.”
Annoyed but unable to refuse, Su Zihan followed him out.
Passing Xiao Ling at the door, she said, “It’s almost lunchtime. Go eat. I just need to speak with Mr. Zhu.”
Without waiting for her secretary’s suspicious look, she followed Zhu Dezhi down the hall.
Turning the corner, the elevator was open. Zhu Dezhi, files in hand, smiled at her. With no choice, Su Zihan entered.
As the doors closed, Zhu Dezhi sidled up. Su Zihan warned, “Don’t come near me. There are cameras.”
He glanced up, saw the camera, then whispered, “Thanks for the reminder, Mayor Su. Otherwise, some footage might get discovered.” She knew what he meant but said nothing, just frowned.
“Get lost. Don’t disgust me.”
He ignored her, just raised his eyebrows, grinning, admiring her curvy figure from behind.
Ding!
The doors opened. As Su Zihan stepped out, a heavy hand slapped her butt. She stumbled forward.
This was the office floor for the mayor, party secretary, and other deputy mayor who knew who might be around? Not wanting to cause a scene, she just glared at Zhu Dezhi and walked off.
At her office door, she opened it, but before she could enter, Zhu Dezhi barged in first.
Annoyed, she followed him in, closed the door, and found him sitting on her office sofa, his hands hidden under the table.
Thinking of the elevator incident, she hurried to her desk, leaned over, and hissed, “Are you crazy? I told you there are cameras in the elevator, and you… you hit my butt!”
“Heh, don’t worry. I checked the angle is safe. Security won’t see my hand, just think you stumbled.”
His ugly face grinned. He beckoned her over: “Come on, time’s short. Let’s be quick, in case you have work later.”
She followed his pointing finger and saw he was unbuckling his pants. His trousers and underwear were around his ankles, shoes still on.
That huge cock, which had seemed fused to her body days ago, now hung limp, waiting for a woman to wake it up.
In an instant, all the memories of those three days flooded back every wave of pleasure she’d experienced became vivid.
At the sight of the thing that should have disgusted her, Su Zihan felt a prickling itch and emptiness between her legs.
“You… what are you… what do you want?” she stammered, shocked.
Her reaction delighted Zhu Dezhi. “Isn’t it obvious? I haven’t fucked you in a day I miss you. Let me come once.”
“You!” she exclaimed, then quickly lowered her voice. “You… bastard, are you insane? This is city hall! You want me to do this here?”
“So what?” Zhu Dezhi shrugged, sneering. “The deputy mayor in charge of education and health, making love to her man who’d believe it? Isn’t it more exciting?”
As he spoke, his cock began to rise.
“Pervert!” she snapped, but forced herself to endure. “Put your pants on and leave.”
He was unfazed. “I should remind the nurse caring for Fang Fan not to answer unknown calls wouldn’t want the deputy mayor’s son disturbed. I couldn’t bear that as a private hospital owner.”
Su Zihan understood if she refused, he’d block her from calling her son.
With no choice, she gave in, but not without a final struggle. “You… you can’t put it in. Think of another way, okay?”
He picked up her keys, twirling them. “Sure, Mayor Su, I won’t make it hard for you. Just let me come once. Am I generous or what?”
Knowing this was his final offer, Su Zihan sighed, walked around the desk, and stared at his now-rising cock. “Let’s go to the sofa I don’t want to dirty my office. I have to work here.”
He ignored her, unmoved. She knew he wouldn’t listen.
With another sigh, she prepared to kneel for oral.
But Zhu Dezhi, eyeing her legs in black stockings, suddenly said, “Wait, Mayor Su.”
She stopped, annoyed. “What now? Don’t go too far, or I’ll call the police.”
Her threat was weak. Zhu Dezhi grinned, shaking his head. “Don’t worry, Mayor Su, I won’t make it hard for you. In fact, you’ll like it.”
She didn’t believe a word, just stood there coldly.
“I see you’re wearing nice stockings today. Why don’t you just use your little feet to make me come? I’ll leave right after, okay?”
She’d braced herself for worse, so this was a relief. She smiled as if to say, “You’re finally being reasonable,” leaned back on the desk, and lifted her feet.
She knocked off her low heels, and as she raised her feet to grip his cock, Zhu Dezhi grabbed them, playing with them.
This made Su Zihan even more nervous, especially in her office. His big, warm hands made her heart race, and she stammered, “What… what are you doing?”
Without looking up, Zhu Dezhi kept playing with her feet, grinning. “Heh, I never noticed how cute your feet are. I have to enjoy them. No rush, no rush.”
