Part 3

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Chapter IX: Desires Unbound

A few weeks had passed since I etched those permanent commands into my parents’ minds, and life was unfolding delightfully. Every single night, my young wife and I indulged in long, intense sessions of heavy foreplay. Once I had teased my fill, I would force her down between my legs for a deep blowjob. Though she secretly hated the salty taste, she had no choice but to swallow every thick drop I pumped into her mouth. I kept her suspended on the absolute edge of release night after night, maddeningly unsatisfied, because her body was locked by my command—unable to achieve an orgasm unless I ejaculated deep inside her pussy. Wanting to ease the penetration and make my entry smoother, I ordered a specialized lubricating gel online, eagerly waiting for it to arrive.

Yet, despite my commands, I still wasn’t seeing any obvious changes in my parents’ household dynamic. Eager for results, I visited my father’s medicine shop the following day, caught him off guard near the counter, and pressed my marked palm against his skin to plunge him into a deep hypnotic trance once more.

Holding him under my control, I interrogated him about his deepest, most secret sexual fantasies regarding my mother. He admitted that he craved wild adventure in bed—desperately wanting his wife to ditch her conservative clothes, dress in revealing Western outfits, and let loose. When I pressed him on why he hadn’t fulfilled those desires, he confessed that because my mother was so rigid and traditional, they had settled into mundane routines and hadn’t actually had sex in nearly five to six years. Lately, he had started pressuring her for intimacy again, but he was clueless about what kind of erotic adventures were possible, nor did he know what kind of skimpy Western clothes she would tolerate with his grown son and daughter-in-law living right under the same roof.