Wang Sen hurried out of the room. "I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Xu. Our studio suddenly has power again. To protect our clients' privacy and safety, I can't let you continue observing. If you have any further needs, you can contact me again. Here's my WeChat—feel free to add me," Wang Sen said with an apologetic smile. "Yes, yes, of course. Protecting customer privacy is important... I understand, I understand," Dad replied, showing his understanding as he added Wang Sen on WeChat.
"I'll have a staff member escort you downstairs. Please enjoy a pot of tea while we develop your photos," Wang Sen said, instructing a staff member to lead Dad away from the second floor before returning to the glass room.
"Teacher Sun, how are you feeling?" Wang Sen asked, gently touching Mom's nipple. "Mmph!! Mmph..." Mom's mouth was gagged with a ball gag, preventing her from speaking. She could only sway her body slightly to express her dissatisfaction and denial.
"But your body tells a different story," Wang Sen said, touching her pussy again. Her opening was now flooded with arousal. The two hemp ropes originally binding her pussy were completely soaked, with the dampness spreading to the ropes around her abdomen. Her clitoris, nestled between the two ropes, had become engorged and erect. Originally tucked beneath the ropes, it now protruded perfectly between them, so that even the slightest sway of her hips would cause it to rub against the rough hemp.
"Mmph..." Mom shook her head slightly, then sat up straight, refusing to give any further response.
The man removed the microphone from his collar and gestured for his three subordinates to approach. "Do you know how to deal with a woman like this in her current state?" he asked.
"We should fuck her to death, let our dicks pound her, gangbang her!" the three subordinates exclaimed excitedly, as if their cocks were about to plunge into Mom's pussy at any moment.
"No, you're mistaken. Doing that would only play right into the woman's hands. Think carefully—what does a woman truly desire?" Wang Sen motioned for his subordinates to sit down and listen patiently. "So what should we do now?" one of them asked. "I'll teach you the second technique: the suffering of unfulfilled desire, one of the eight worldly sufferings. Now, you already know that Teacher Sun is an extremely lustful woman with an exceptionally high threshold for satisfaction. Ordinary men can't satisfy her. What she craves is the most extreme pleasures to fulfill her desires. She's like a hunter disguised as prey, shaking her hips and waiting for men to take her, only to leave once she's satisfied. Unfortunately for her, she's met me... I will endlessly fill Teacher Sun's bucket of lust, but I will never let it overflow. I'll keep the water level right at the brim—adding more when it dips, stopping when it rises. One day, Teacher Sun will no longer be able to restrain her desires. She'll be driven mad by her own lust, abandoning everything in her desperate pursuit of pleasure. That's when she'll become nothing but a complete bitch." The kindness in Wang Sen's eyes vanished, replaced by a fleeting, dangerous glint—the look of a seasoned hunter who has just spotted a rare and prized prey.
"Stick this inside Teacher Sun's vagina and on her G-spot. It's a water-soluble gel patch that numbs nerve sensations. When applied to the skin, it's absorbed. It's often used in the military for pain relief, but I've discovered it can greatly suppress a woman's pleasure. In other words, once we apply these patches to Teacher Sun, she won't feel any pleasure for the next few days. But her desire will only skyrocket inversely as her pleasure diminishes, making her experience the agony of being denied climax." Wang Sen took out several gel patches and instructed his men to apply them inside the mother's vagina.
"Then, play the recording of Teacher Sun moaning from the other day on a loop through her headphones. Set it for about an hour." Wang Sen left the command and a microphone behind as he headed downstairs. "Teacher Sun, I'm going to chat with your husband for a bit. I'll see you both later when it's time for the photoshoot." Before leaving, he patted the mother's cheek and spoke to her, though she couldn't hear a thing.
"I'm truly sorry about earlier, Mr. Xu. My intention was just to give you a brief look around," Wang Sen said while pouring tea for my father, offering an apology.
"It's alright, I understand. These matters are quite sensitive. It's reasonable for both the studio and clients to prioritize privacy," Father replied, accepting the teacup. "Actually, the other reason I invited you to observe was that the lady inside tends to become more excited and easier to photograph vividly when she's being watched," Wang Sen explained the earlier situation.
"What does the lady inside do for a living? What kind of woman would display such a state..." Father asked while sipping his tea. "That wanton state, you mean? The woman earlier is a public servant. Perhaps you find it puzzling why such a respectable woman would come to take these indecent photos?" Wang Sen said with a smile. "Hmm... I'm also curious why such a woman would have this... lascivious side," Father responded. "Actually, traditional notions often link a woman's profession and family to her character, but that's incorrect. Regardless of her occupation or family situation, neither can change a woman's inherent nature. First and foremost, she is a lustful woman; only then is she a civil servant, a good wife, a good mother," Wang Sen answered earnestly, with great seriousness.
"Hmm..." Father fell into deep thought after hearing this. "If you're interested, there's a banquet here next Saturday at 8 p.m. I warmly invite you to attend—consider it an apology for today's mishap. Please don't refuse," Wang Sen said, handing Father an exquisitely designed banquet invitation card.
"I'll think about it..." Father accepted it without declining.
From the perspective of the glass room: Mother was still tied to the chair. The microphone of the noise-canceling headphones was placed next to an MP4 player, broadcasting her obscene moans during intercourse. The trio beside her occasionally teased her vagina and nipples, though no more fluid flowed from her opening, and the wet stains on the hemp ropes had already dried. Tied to the chair, Mother remained completely motionless, sitting rigidly, lost in thought.
"Time's up, Teacher Sun. Let's go downstairs for the photoshoot," the cowboy said, removing Mother's hood, headphones, and ball gag before starting to untie the ropes binding her.
"Hmm..." Surprisingly, Mother showed no other reaction, her expression somewhat numb. Aside from slightly flushed cheeks, nothing seemed amiss. She then put on her clothes and slowly walked downstairs.
"...You can look here... Ah! Your wife is here. We can start the photoshoot," Wang Sen said, holding the freshly developed wedding photos and gesturing to Father. After coming downstairs, Mother circled around and entered through the main door. "Honey, the meeting ran a bit long. Are the photos already developed?" she asked casually, though her face seemed somewhat distracted.
"Mm, all washed. I'm just picking out photos here. Was the meeting today tiring, dear? You look quite exhausted. If you're tired, we can skip the photos today and come back another day." Dad still showed some concern for Mom.
"It's fine, it's fine. I just talked a lot during the meeting today. It won't affect the photoshoot. Let's hurry up and take the pictures." Mom insisted she wasn't tired.
"Since your wife says it's fine, shall we...?" Wang Sen cast an inquiring glance at Dad.
"Alright, let's hurry up and take the photos..." Dad readily agreed.
Wang Sen had the middle-parted guy and the jeans guy escort Mom and Dad to the largest studio on the first floor, while he and the photographer adjusted the camera. The studio was enormous, roughly 120 square meters, filled with photography backdrops, lighting equipment, and other accessories.
"What style would you two like for the first set of photos?" the photographer asked.
"Just something ordinary, casual is fine." Mom still seemed a bit distracted. Mom was wearing a standard OL uniform skirt—a women's suit with a shirt, a knee-length pencil skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and 5cm patent leather high heels. Dad was in a standard men's suit.
"Then let's start with the outfits you're wearing now—a set with a daily work style," the photographer said, directing the other two to set up the scene. In the middle of the spacious studio, three office desks were arranged in a triangular formation—one in front and two behind. The room was fully equipped with office facilities.
"The theme for the first set of photos is: Ambiguity. Two office colleagues are interested in each other but haven't yet broken through that barrier, so they engage in subtle flirtation in the office. This is also the most interesting part of the dating process," Wang Sen announced the theme and setup for the first set.
Wang Sen guided Mom and Dad and a few extras into their roles. The jeans guy and the middle-parted guy also changed into suits and took their places at the desks in the second row, playing the roles of colleagues. Mom and Dad sat at the desks in the first and second rows, with Mom seated behind Dad.
"Mr. Xu, turn around from the front and hand the coffee on the desk to your wife. Act a bit shy," Wang Sen instructed Dad.
Following the direction, Dad picked up the prop coffee, turned around to hand it to Mom, and as their eyes met, he slightly lowered his head, as if genuinely shy during the ambiguous pre-relationship phase.
"Ms. Sun, I bought you coffee," Dad offered.
"Mm, thank you," Mom replied with a grateful look, taking the coffee calmly, without any of the coyness a woman might show during an ambiguous phase.
"Cut! Mr. Xu did well, but Ms. Sun, you need to get more into it. Look around, relax a bit. Don't act like a robot. Go make Ms. Sun a cup of coffee to perk her up!" Wang Sen directed his assistant to replace the prop coffee with a steaming cup. Then they continued shooting.
Dad turned around again to hand over the coffee, and this time, Mom nodded slightly, her cheeks flushing faintly as she accepted it.
"Perfect, Ms. Sun! That's the right feeling!" the photographer encouraged them from off-camera.
However... the reason for Mom's flushed face in the video wasn't because of the coffee Dad handed her, but rather... the two men sitting in the same row as her—the cowboy guy and the middle-parted guy—had pulled their cocks out of their suit pants. Two 17-18 cm erections stood stiffly beneath the table. As Mom took the coffee, she kept glancing at the two men's cocks from the corner of her eye. Having just been tormented by the men upstairs for over an hour and having had Wang Sen apply a pleasure-suppressing gel patch on her, Mom was now desperately craving pleasure. The two large, stiff erections beside her waved at her like prostitutes in a red-light district, enticing her.
"Honey..." Dad looked at Mom's flushed cheeks, thinking she had also entered a romantic state, his eyes filled with affection.
"Good! Mr. Xu performed well. Turn your head back now. Next, we'll shoot Ms. Sun's part," the photographer continued to direct. After taking the coffee, Mom's gaze never left the two men's cocks, her eyes filled with a desire that seemed ready to burst out at any moment. After Dad turned his head away, Mom pulled her knee-length uniform skirt up to her hips and began rubbing her crotch over her stockings and panties with her hand. The scene bizarrely transformed into Dad working earnestly in front while Mom, sitting behind him, stared at the two men's cocks, aroused, and masturbated over her stockings. The camera, however, could only capture a shy couple, with no view of what was happening under the table. It seemed as though Mom couldn't derive pleasure from masturbating this way. Simple rubbing was no longer enough to satisfy her, and the speed and intensity of her hand movements grew stronger. The force she used was enough to push a section of her stockings and panties into her vagina before the elasticity of the fabric pulled them back out. After masturbating like this for a while, Mom realized in horror that her body simply couldn't gain pleasure from this method.
"Good, these photos turned out well. Let's move on to the next pose. Ms. Sun, drop a pen on the floor and bend over to pick it up. Mr. Xu, you take the initiative to help, and the two of you look at each other from above and below, developing mutual affection," Wang Sen then gave instructions for the next set of actions.
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