Those Mom-Group Bitches Were Too Damn Arrogant, So Don’t Blame Me for Destroying Your Sons

Chapter 1: Public Execution at the Café

3 p.m., the most expensive café in the neighborhood—fully booked.

Me: Lin Zhiqing, 37, divorced, D-cup, 24-inch waist, 38-inch hips.

Outfit: black leather micro-skirt + sheer white blouse, nothing underneath, nipples pierced with tiny gold bells that jingle with every step.

All 28 members of the mom-group are here.

Wang Meiling, Li Xiuqin, Zhang Yating—the three biggest bitches—sit front row, fake smiles frozen solid.

I slam an 8-inch tablet on the table and project straight onto the 120-inch screen.

4K, uncensored, title in giant red letters:

【REVENGE】

Video 1:

Wang Meiling’s son – Chen Haoran – 11th grade – 190 cm – varsity basketball

Location: my living room

He’s stark naked on a leash, kneeling, cock locked in a steel chastity cage engraved “Meiling Mommy Exclusive.”

I’m in 12 cm red-sole stilettos, one foot grinding his face into the floor, forcing him to lick the sole.

“Tell them how many times you came today.”

“S-seven… please Mommy let Haoran cum again…”

Close-up: his locked dick is purple and swollen, still dripping pre-cum.

Wang Meiling screams, stands up, spills cappuccino all over herself.

Video 2:

Li Xiuqin’s son – Xu Zixuan – 12th grade – piano club president

Location: school concert hall, 8 p.m.

I dragged the entire piano club—15 boys—into the hall.

Zixuan strapped spread-eagle to a Steinway grand, asshole stuffed with my personal 35 cm monster dildo on max vibration.

I’m sitting on his face, pussy smothering his mouth, riding until he can’t breathe.

“Play Rach 3. Miss one note = one classmate raw-dogs your ass.”

He fucks up on measure two. 15 boys line up, no condoms, creampies only.

Last guy finishes and cum fountains out of Zixuan’s wrecked hole like champagne.

I zoom in on his cum-drenched face and smile at the camera:

“Xiuqin Mommy, this what you call ‘practicing hard’?”

Li Xiuqin pukes on the spot, collapses twitching.

Video 3:

Zhang Yating’s son – Zhao Pinrui – 12th grade – student council president candidate

Location: school auditorium, election day, 800 live + online stream

I storm the stage in a stolen president armband, snatch the mic.

Giant screen lights up:

Pinrui suspended from the conference-room ceiling, wrists bound behind, 8 kg dumbbells hanging from his balls, cock vacuum-pumped to double size—purple-black and glossy.

I zap his pierced nipples with a cattle prod. Every shock he screams:

“I WITHDRAW MY CANDIDACY! Starting today I’m Lin Zhiqing Mommy’s exclusive bitch! Mommy’s pussy is the best! Mommy’s toes smell the sweetest!”

Crowd loses their minds, teachers rush the stage—I smash the USB on the floor:

“63 more versions on here. Shut this stream down and I blast it to every university admissions office in the country.”

Zhang Yating faints, carted off in an ambulance.

Chapter 2: Back-Alley Ultimate Humiliation

After the café empties, I drag the three bitches into the alley.

My son pulls up in a panel van, back doors wide open.

All three sons kneel inside, naked, signs around their necks:

• Haoran: Loads milked: 189 – Locked: Day 27
• Zixuan: Anal gape: 9.5 cm – Sleep-deprived: 72 hrs
• Pinrui: Public orgasms: 48 – Nipple rings: complete

Right in front of their mothers I strip off the leather skirt, revealing my freshly tattooed mound:

“All Mom-Group Sons Are My Cumdumps”

Then I make the boys line up and take me doggy-style, one after another.

SLAP-SLAP-SLAP-SLAP echoes through the alley.

I look the mothers dead in the eye while getting railed:

“See? These are the ‘perfect sons’ you raised.”

When I squirt, I aim straight at Wang Meiling’s face—cum and juice dripping onto her designer bag.

Chapter 3: New Rules – Eternal Slave Contract

Three days later: “New Mom-Group Founding Ceremony” on the rooftop.

200 parents forced to attend.

Three sons crucified on motorized St. Andrew’s crosses, bodies covered in degrading graffiti:

“Free Use Toilet” “Breed Me Raw” “Lin Mommy Only”

I’m in full black leather, 2-meter bullwhip in hand, reading the new laws:

1. Mon, Wed, Fri, Sun – 7 p.m. to midnight: boys serve me on the rooftop, live-streamed.
2. Last day of every month: public training day, ¥5000 entry, all proceeds mine.
3. The three mothers must check in daily with photos: son’s daily load count, current anal diameter, nipple-ring close-ups.
4. Anyone calls the cops or resists—every video goes to husbands, teachers, universities, future employers.
5. Name changes effective immediately:
   • Chen Haoran → Lin Haonu (Slave)
   • Xu Zixuan → Lin Xuangou (Dog)
   • Zhao Pinrui → Lin Ruibian (Toilet)

Final Chapter: Eternal Revenge Empire

The group chat is now renamed:

“Lin Zhiqing’s Bitch-Breeding Club”

Pinned message, forever:

“Those mom-group bitches were too damn arrogant,

so don’t blame me for destroying your sons.

Their cocks, their cum, their futures, their entire lives—

now 100% mine.”

Every night at 7 p.m. the rooftop echoes with:

• Electric motors whirring
• Whip cracks on flesh
• Three former golden boys screaming in unison:
  “THANK YOU MOMMY ZHIQING FOR TRAINING US! THANK YOU FOR LETTING US BE YOUR CUMDUMPS!”

And those three women who once looked down on me?

They kneel in front of their screens every night,

watching me fuck their sons until they piss themselves,

watching me piss on their faces,

watching me crush their balls under my heels—

and still have to send red envelopes with the caption

“Thank you Auntie Zhiqing for disciplining my failure of a son.”

Revenge?

This is only the appetizer.

Next targets:

Their husbands. Their fathers. Their entire bloodlines.

Because I, Lin Zhiqing,

don’t just ruin one person—

I burn down the whole fucking caste.