New Concubine in the Harem
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Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Two new concubines, Gu Ningqing and Gu Zixian, plunged into despair by their husbands' rebellion, now face a physical examination by Emperor Cao Shengchen. Filled with fear and shame, they can only silently accept their fate and become members of the harem.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Mind Control NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Slavery Gay Heterosexual Fiction Futanari Historical Mystery War Far Past Incest Mother Daughter Humiliation Sadistic Torture Harem Black Female White Female Oriental Male Oriental Female Hispanic Female Indian Female Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration Lactation Pregnancy Scatology Spitting Squirting Big Breasts Foot Fetish Hairy Leg Fetish Menstrual Play Infantilization Indian Erotica Nudism Politics Porn Theatre Revenge Royalty Violence
“Tsk, tsk, look at this slutty mother and daughter. They’re truly stunning beauties!” Cao Shengchen licked his lips, his gaze lingering greedily on Gu Ningqing’s plump breasts. His voice was low and raunchy, “Queen, your tits are so fucking big! I can’t wait to take a bite and see if I can squeeze out some milk!” He turned his gaze to Gu Zixian and smirked, “Little Princess, you have such a thin waist. Your ass might be a little small, but that youthful energy must be fucking insane!” His words gnawed at their wills like venom, each word dripping with deep humiliation.
Gu Ningqing and Gu Zixian lowered their heads in silence, their bodies trembling slightly. The humiliation pierced their hearts like a knife, their chests felt like a huge rock pressing down, suffocating them. Cao Shengchen, however, grew increasingly excited as he spoke. He suddenly stood up, walked over to the two, and reached out to lift their veils. Their naked bodies were once again exposed to him, and a cold, oppressive feeling permeated the air. He gazed greedily at Gu Ningqing’s vagina, even dipping his fingers directly into it, feeling the dense pubic hair and the moist entrance. His rough movements made her tremble, and she tutted in amazement, “Slut, this pussy is so fucking fat, it’s sure to crush me!” Then he turned to Gu Zixian, spread her legs, and carefully examined the thin hymen. He grinned, “Little slut, you’re still a virgin. I really want to pierce it myself and see you begging for mercy!” His fingers roamed over her skin, sending shivers of cold chills through her skin.
Both of them were mortified by his humiliation. Gu Ningqing clenched her teeth, a flicker of hatred in her eyes, her teeth practically bleeding. Gu Zixian was so humiliated that tears streamed down her face. Her slender body trembled slightly, but her nipples stood up uncontrollably, revealing a contradictory allure. Cao Shengchen watched with growing excitement. He clapped his hands and ordered two swords to be brought, tossing them before the two. The blades landed with a resounding metallic clang. He chuckled maliciously, “You mother and daughter, today I’m giving you a chance. Play a game! Naked, chop each other with swords. Whoever cuts off the other’s head and presents it to me for my collection will live and keep the title I bestowed upon them! If neither of you makes a move, hehe, I’ll personally execute you by slicing you to death!”
Gu Ningqing and Gu Zixian shuddered at this, staring at each other, their eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions. Mother-daughter love and the desire to survive tore at each other’s throats, a pain like a knife. They were both renowned swordsmen, highly skilled in martial arts, yet now forced to fight each other, their naked bodies visibly vulnerable in the chamber. The two men slowly picked up the swords from the ground. Gu Ningqing held a European rapier, rumored to be a gift from a Persian saint during intercourse with a god. Its blade was slender and cold, gleaming with a cold light, like a blade crafted specifically for striking down beautiful women, having mercilessly pierced the hymens of countless peerless beauties, piercing their wombs like a demon, leaving them utterly slain. Gu Zixian wielded the Blood-Coagulating Sword, a secret treasure of the Wushuang Kingdom. Like a mysterious guardian, it was nourished by the pure virgin blood of generations of dual-cultivation princesses. Its blade, crimson as blood, exuded a sinister aura. Upon striking a target, its yin energy invaded its body like a venomous snake, instantly weakening the enemy as if drained of all strength.
The two stood, their gazes locked. They knew even their combined strength would be no match for the emperor, yet each yearned for the other’s survival. The mother-daughter bond was shattered by the urge to survive, and the air was thick with murderous intent. Gu Zixian’s legs pressed together, like an impenetrable fortress, her feet firmly planted at attention. Her hands, like iron clamps, gripped her dantian, energizing her dual cultivation technique. Her dantian bulged half an inch like a balloon, then sank back down like a deflated ball. The condensed zhenqi spread like a surging torrent through her limbs and bones. Because both were completely naked, Cao Shengchen could see their bodies in full view, as clear as a reflection in a mirror. His eyes were greedy and obscene, and saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth.
Gu Zixian’s dantian surged like a surging wave, and the qi and blood in her body raced like a galloping horse. Her delicate, snow-white body flushed like a ripe apple, its delicate buds like flowers about to bloom, already protruding. The depths of her plump vagina opened and closed like a small mouth, occasionally gurgling like a spring, dripping onto the ground with a subtle sound. Gu Zixian’s veins, purplish-blue, bulged like a dragon, and sweat immediately began to pour down her forehead, trickling down her slender neck and chest, soaking her sparse pubic hair. The entire room was filled with her rich body fragrance, like the enchanting fragrance of an orchid, captivating the senses. She stretched out her lotus-like arms and untied her black jade hairband, letting her hair fall like a cascade, as smooth as silk, soaked with her captivating body fragrance. Jet-black hair cascaded like a waterfall, adorning her beautiful body, as white as mutton-fat jade. At that moment, she resembled an elf in the dark night, a black rose. Wielding the blood-red Blood-Coagulating Sword, she exuded a mysterious and alluring allure. Her crimson body, bulging veins, and thriving muscles, resembled a maddened female beast, ready to tear and devour her prey at any moment. Her eyes shone with determination and murderous intent.
On the other side, Gu Ningqing was filled with such determination and resolve. Witnessing her precious daughter’s resolute decision to die, a surge of intense emotion surged within her. Refusing to yield, her eyes ignited with a fierce fighting spirit. She immediately activated the profoundly mysterious Persian Ming Cult’s highest mental method—the Saint’s Heart Method. She sat cross-legged, like a tranquil sculpture, her posture dignified and solemn, her five hearts facing heavenward, as if establishing a mysterious connection with heaven and earth. Her voluptuous body now displayed a unique resilience, standing upright like a towering mountain, emanating an invisible pressure.
Her towering breasts rose and fell like waves, as if expressing the turmoil deep within her heart. Sweat dripped from her cleavage, soaking the skin beneath. Her hands rested gently on her beautiful legs, seemingly casual, yet possessing boundless power. Her fingers tightened slightly, her nails digging into her palms, oozing traces of blood. As she adjusted her breathing, her brow furrowed tightly, as if concentrating all her emotions within. Her azure eyes shone with cold murderous intent. Her golden hair, like a blazing flame, was meticulously coiled like a rose, each strand gleaming with light. A headband crafted from emeralds adorned her forehead. The emerald glow complemented the golden hair, adding a touch of mystery.
Her skin, already as white as snow, now shimmered with crystal-clear beads of sweat, like pearls embedded in it. Her skin tightened slightly, revealing the perfect lines of her muscles. Her veins flowed like dragons, seemingly surging within her. The fragrance emanating from her body grew increasingly intense, like a blooming flower, exuding an intoxicating fragrance. Unlike Gu Zixian’s alluring orchid scent, Gu Ningqing’s was a rich, rose-like fragrance, a dense, creamy frankincense, sweet and intoxicating. Finally, Gu Ningqing completed her technique and stood up. Her slender yet strong waist and legs supported her enormous breasts and hips, her figure becoming even more voluptuous. Her hair was golden, her eyes were azure, and her voluptuous body stood unyieldingly upright, like a golden rose inhabiting the desert, exuding unparalleled majesty and allure.
Gu Ningqing picked up her rapier and, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, struck preemptively, her sword piercing Gu Zixian’s dantian like a venomous snake. The dantian, the core of the dual cultivation technique, was a clear attempt by Gu Ningqing to cripple her daughter’s body, rendering her powerless to resist. The sword flashed like a rainbow, a sharp whistling sound echoing through the air as the tip of the sword pointed directly at Gu Zixian’s lower abdomen, a chilling aura. Gu Zixian cried out delicately, her body dodging to the side. The Blood-Coagulating Sword slashed a blood-red arc of light, piercing Gu Ningqing’s chest. The sword energy was as cold as a chilling wind, as if to freeze her opponent’s soul.
Inside the bedroom, swords clashed, and the naked bodies of mother and daughter clashed seductively. With each swing of Gu Ningqing’s rapier, her plump breasts shook violently. Sweat dripped from her collarbone to her cleavage, soaking her pubic hair. The force of her vagina opened slightly, revealing the tender pink within. Her hips were round, and with each thrust, her muscles clenched, her anus contracted uncontrollably, even causing a slight incontinence. Urine trickled down her thighs, emitting a strong, unsettling mixture of body fragrance and a fishy stench.
Gu Zixian’s movements were even more graceful, her black hair dancing in the air. As her slender waist twisted, the contours of her abdominal muscles were clearly visible, and her nipples, rubbed and erect from the intense movement, were rubbed even more erect. Sweat trickled from her armpits, slid across her flat stomach, and dripped onto her sparse pubic hair. Her vulva contracted with effort, her hymen faintly visible, but her anus, incontinent from fear and tension, leaked a small amount of feces, staining her delicate buttocks. Shame and fear made her gasp repeatedly, her voice dripping with a helpless allure that stirred both pity and hidden desire.