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Chapter 12 Part 2: Brainwashing, Obedience, and Power Games
"What are you thinking about? Don't forget you're only fifteen!" I spoke to her with a tinge of jealousy.
"But my body and mind are both already mature, unlike you, little-dick brother you look like you just started junior high..." ...Damn, I had no comeback for that.
The door opened Mom entered, holding Yedun's arm.
"Dad, Mom, you're back!" My sister bounced to Yedun, her full breasts bouncing along.
"This is a new drug the company will market soon it's for women; from menstrual pain to ordinary gynecological issues, it's very effective." Yedun pinched a blue pill.
"Thank you, Daddy... ahm..." She popped it in, sucking Yedun's finger vigorously.
Yedun played with her little tongue, saying, "This drug also promotes female physical development especially for you China women, it's extra effective." Mom smiled as her daughter sucked Yedun's finger, unconcerned.
"Wow, Daddy's medicine is amazing, my pain's already gone after taking it! Thank you!" My sister stood on tiptoe to kiss Yedun's cheek.
"Mom, Dad... you're back." I called them with some awkwardness.
Mom wore a very tight pale gold short dress, showing off every curve.
"Xiao Tian, the start of next month is my wedding to Anata. We're going to take our wedding photos next week, and travel for a few days. Xin'er isn't in a good mood, so I invited her and her sister, and since your Aunt Leng Niang is free, they're coming too. Do you want to join?" Mom's familiar, alluring mature scent reached my nose, and my heart skipped a beat.
"What's so fun about wedding photos? Why do so many people need to go?" It sounded exhausting, even if I did want to see Leng Niang's trio but I was busy, and uninterested in the photo shoot itself.
"We'll be shooting them in Japan, not China."
"Japan? Why? Isn't China full of beautiful scenery?" I asked, puzzled.
Mom looked at me with scorn. "China's just bigger than Japan, but nowhere near as beautiful!" Mom seemed utterly brainwashed.
"Fine, I'll go." Somehow, I felt Yedun's motives weren't pure it seemed a waste of time for someone as career-focused as he was.
When I agreed, Mom smiled in satisfaction, but there was a relieved glint in her eyes.
Suddenly I realized, maybe when Leng Niang said "going over there," she meant Japan? Maybe her plan's missing "two pieces" would be found there?
Before bed, in the secret office, Mom and my sister in see-through nightgowns were lounging on either side of Yedun, feeding him fruit and chatting while he typed away at the computer in Dad's old chair.
This bastard, enjoy it while you can if Leng Niang's plan fails, I'll make sure you go down anyway!
A little later, Mom climbed astride Yedun's lap, thrusting her increasingly plump bottom as her wet hole slid up and down his thick black cock! My sister shyly kissed Yedun beside them. Mom didn't stop her this time.
Still, Mom was so pale and flawless, a milky-white beast born of innocence every feminine trait was exaggerated in her.
After a few bounces, maybe interrupting Yedun's computer work, he bit hard on her large breast and then slapped her bare round ass so loudly her cheeks rippled. With a yelp, Mom sounded three parts miserable, seven parts pleasured.
She turned, bent, and, on all fours beneath the desk, used her wet pussy to ride Yedun's cock from below so as not to block his screen.
Slap-slap... The rhythm of flesh on flesh.
"Haah... Mmhaa..." Mom moaned with contentment.
Her juices ran freely even without seeing the penetration, the sound alone told all. Her pussy was fully accustomed to his size and whether Mom had evolved or not, her wetness was far more substantial than I remembered.
Sister stood blushing and heart pounding, watching as Yedun entered Mom, his thick cock pressing into that plump, snow-white ass so huge, like a grinding stone, riding over the world-conquering black dragon. The close-up visual shock was more than a fifteen-year-old girl could withstand.
I, too, in the wake of Mom's lusty cries, began secretly jerking off; only after three orgasms did Yedun finally unload in Mom.
When he pulled out, my sister took over for Mom kneeling to clean him with her mouth. Even so, for all the kissing and oral, Yedun still didn't take her virginity whether because of her period or because she was, as he often said, destined for greater things.
Late into the night, I lay in bed, exhausted and sleepless, while Yedun lay arms around both mother and daughter.
As usual, I messaged Ling'er: why is even Leng Niang coming to Japan? Ling'er said she'd seemed especially excited about going to Yedun's home base. I instantly understood one of those "two missing pieces" must be logistics for the Dongsheng underground network; any thorough purge would have to kill the roots as well as the branches.
After the Japan trip, it seemed Mom and Leng Niang's plan would be ready to launch. Mom probably insisted I come because Leng Niang told her I had infiltrated the factory; Mom didn't want to leave me behind unsupervised.
Late at night, "Red Memory" contacted me.
We confirmed our identities. I explained what I needed. He agreed, and I fist-pumped the air, finally feeling like the protagonist.
Yamainu Daitake, Yamainu Nagamaru, Yedun Ichiro your aggressive Japanese clique dreams of consuming mighty China and subduing our people? Dream on! I'll end you before Mom marries out!
The next day, preparing to go to school, I ran into Mom. After so much attention from Yedun, she'd grown more beautiful, her skin girlishly smooth, every gesture exuding mature grace.
"Xiao Tian, I've arranged your withdrawal from school. You'll come to the company to learn for a while." Mom was all womanly allure, even her breathing seductive, but her regal aura hadn't waned toward all Chinese men, even me, an overwhelming pressure emanated unconsciously.
Honestly, leaving school was good though prestigious, Mom's marriage to a Japanese devil invited gossip and psychological strain. Still, why drag me to the company?
"But isn't sister there...?" Chun Chun beat me in every department; I knew nothing about business.
"Chun Chun and I now both serve as Anata's secretaries. Once Qi-Gu is a Dongsheng subsidiary, we're Dongsheng people. After that, you will manage Qi-Gu Group just to give your useless father a last lingering wish." Mom adjusted her super-short dress, "Don't worry, when Chun Chun and I leave, we'll take 98% of the funds, and staff will be transferred to Dongsheng. By then, Qi-Gu's name will change, but I'll leave you a bit to get some management practice. If you do well, even your dad can get you into Dongsheng. Just something to keep you busy so you stop running wild!"
Then Yedun emerged surprisingly imposing in a dress shirt and slacks, followed by cheerful Chun Chun. I reluctantly went to the company.
At the company, both Mom and Yedun radiated a powerful aura every employee bowed to them. Yedun exuded the energy of a beast, muscular and aggressive, barely containing violence. Mom strode out, imperial, coldly beautiful a business empress by right, drawing out everyone's awe. The two of them walking together were a picture of combined force.
A brawny Japanese man likely security approached Yedun to murmur something. Nodding, Yedun took my sister straight to the top floor. Mom took me to the 28th, where the original Qi-Gu executives and some subsidiary companies were.
Many of these people were locally famous or incredibly rich, but before Mom they drooped like lapdogs. She nodded coldly in social greeting, making them feel both welcome and humbled.
I trailed her, unable to help staring at her rounded, jiggling ass beneath her mini-skirt, not caring if she was my mother just wanting to spank her. Last night it had been her left cheek that Yedun slapped, right?
Seated as chairwoman though she'd handed the title to Yedun she was still entitled to run the meeting.
I couldn't understand most of the meeting industry jargon and business details I couldn't follow. But Mom, the consummate industry queen, picked out flaws, questioning with piercing but tactful words, humiliating the presenters.
After the meeting, I followed her to her office though she no longer worked here, I wasn't sure why we came.
She asked me to wait at the door. A bit later, when she reemerged, the business queen aura was gone, replaced by that of a coquettish temptress.
As before, her nipples were covered with Japanese flag-styled pasties, and she wore a purple pink gauze cover-up, a red-and-white sash as panties. Luckily she was a "white tiger" down there, or else her hair would have been fully visible. Her butt was essentially on full display. Her thighs, slightly thick but beautifully shaped, were encased in red fishnet stockings, adding more temptation. Sixteen centimeter red high heels, delicate toes cute as can be.
Her hair up, gold spectacles, arms full of files, her huge breasts and meat-bottom jiggled with every step a perfect display of rippling femininity.
Somehow, her slender shoulders and arms accentuated her enormous bust. Below her waist, suddenly hips grew into thick thighs and a massive but beautifully shaped butt. The overall effect was stunning.
Surrounded constantly by mature womanly scent, I hardly dared approach Mom now; just looking made me hard, though thankfully my penis was too small to show it.
We took the elevator to the top floor, where we were met by a middle-aged man I didn't know.
"Ah, Mr. Da-Chong, hello." Mom bowed gently to this obviously Japanese man, her manner humble and gentle.
"Oh, it's Mrs. Yedun or should I say, still China's number-one iron lady, Gu Yunting." The man leered, his eyes raking over Mom's outfit.
"Da-Chong is too kind in front of Anata, how could I dare call myself number one, hehe..." Mom straightened, nodding modestly.
He came close, breath foul, "That's true, among all of China, only you could match Yedun-san," and reached out to knead her white, thick ass right in the open.
Mom acted as though nothing was happening, letting him fondle her as he pleased.
"Thank you for your praise, Mr. Da-Chong..." she bowed slightly in thanks.
He nodded in satisfaction, hand still lingering before moving into the elevator. Mom bowed him out, upright only after the doors shut.
"Mom, he..." I started to voice my indignation.
"Anata said it's my honor to be touched by noble Japanese men. And if anyone complains of me being disrespectful to them, Anata will ignore me for a day." Mom said with a look of bliss. "My body and soul belong to Anata he says I am his private property. And if so, all of me can be offered to others with his permission..."
God did Yedun drug her? How could my mother be so abjectly devoted? This was too much.
"Come, Xiao Tian. I won't require you to be as respectful to Japanese men as I am, but you'd better have good manners." Turning the corner, I suddenly saw my rival Yamainu Nagamaru!
"Young Master Nagamaru." Mom bowed to him as well.
Nagamaru eyed Mom's sexy body and me, smirking wickedly. "Ah, godmother!" Godmother? I froze.
"Such a tease, Young Master. My marriage with Anata isn't until next month..." To this, Mom gave a delighted little laugh, her massive breasts wobbling.
"It's only a matter of time... But, though I approve of you and Yedun, Grandpa isn't so sure. He made Yedun his foster son but not my father. But I like you you're my dilemma." He paused, pensive.
Mom seemed to sense this but had no solution.
"If I have no issue with either of you, could we do this: I make you my real mom? I never had a mother. If I can feel maternal love from you, Grandpa might be happy and let me recognize Yedun as my father!"
"Fine. Having such an excellent child as Young Master Nagamaru is my good fortune..." Mom clearly recognized that making herself Nagamaru's mother would indirectly stabilize Anata's power, since Yamainu Daitake was using Yedun to seize power, then intended to use his real grandson Nagamaru to take it all. This was the ongoing thorn between the Yamainu family and Yedun.
"Great, but..." Nagamaru frowned.
"What is it?" Mom asked gently.
"I don't want anyone else sharing my mother..." he sneered at me.
Mom was speechless, then turned to me, grave and stern: "Qi Tian, from now on, our mother-son relationship is severed. I have only one son: Young Master Yamainu Nagamaru."
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