novellaaa Chapter 103: Humiliated 18+
Chapter 103: Humiliated 18+
The night was as dark as ink.
Lin Jianguo’s room.
Since everyone had agreed to this gathering, the show was about to begin.
Lin Jianguo awkwardly released his daughter from his embrace.
The fleeting warmth and softness of that moment had surged through his spine like an electric current, stirring feelings he hadn’t experienced in years.
Lin Yue didn’t get up immediately. Instead, while smoothing her skirt, her long, slender legs, clad in black pantyhose, brushed inadvertently against the side of her father’s thigh.
"Alright, everyone, take a seat. No need to stand."
Lin Jianguo paused for a moment before speaking up, breaking the brief silence.
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhe swiftly moved a low square table from the corner to the center of the tatami and pulled several soft cushions from the closet, scattering them around the table.
"Come on, sit."
Everyone took their seats accordingly.
At the rectangular low table, Lin Jianguo sat cross-legged on one side, with his daughter, Lin Yue, seated closely beside him.
Across from them sat Lin Zhe.
To Lin Zhe’s left, closer to Lin Jianguo, sat his wife, Su Yu.
To Lin Zhe’s right, closer to Lin Yue, sat his mother, Wang Xiulan.
Click.
A crisp metallic sound of a pull-tab echoed.
Click, click, click.
Overly excited, Lin Zhe pulled open several cans of chilled beer in one go. White foam fizzed out from the openings, trickling down the sides of the aluminum cans.
He then pushed glass mugs brimming with foam toward each person.
Only when he reached Lin Yue did he pause, swapping her drink for a bottle of what appeared to be high-end juice.
"Sis, you’re still breastfeeding, so no alcohol for you. Have this instead."
At the mention of "breastfeeding," Lin Yue’s body trembled almost imperceptibly.
The deep purple form-fitting knit dress already clung tightly to her striking figure, and now, with her rapid breathing, the two astonishingly large mounds of flesh on her chest strained the fabric to near transparency.
The two heavy, full breasts—their E-cup size no exaggeration—traced a breathtakingly voluptuous curve under the light, as if ready to burst free from the dress at any moment.
Still in her lactation period, the soft mounds were swollen with milk, heavy and full, trembling and swaying with a dizzying motion as she nodded slightly.
"Alright," Lin Yue replied softly, her voice still carrying a lingering hint of seduction.
Taking the juice, she lowered her head, but her eyes couldn’t help but dart toward her father beside her.
At that moment, everyone except Lin Yue had glasses filled with golden liquor in front of them.
Lin Zhe raised his glass, wearing his signature sunny smile, but deep in his eyes burned two dark flames of desire.
"We’re here to have fun today, so let’s drink until we drop!" he declared.
Without waiting for a response, he tilted his head back.
"Gulp, gulp."
His Adam’s apple bobbed violently as the entire can of beer poured down his throat.
"Ah—!"
After finishing, Lin Zhe slammed the empty glass down, wiped the corner of his mouth, and exuded an air of bravado.
However, the atmosphere didn’t heat up as he had expected.
The two women beside him drank with excessive delicacy.
Su Yu’s slender, pale hand lifted the glass, taking only a small sip. Her charming red lips, now moistened with alcohol, glistened even more.
The champagne-colored silk slip dress hung loosely on her frame, and as she raised her hand, one of the straps slipped slightly, revealing a generous expanse of smooth, creamy skin.
They say true beauty lies in the bones, not the skin—Su Yu’s elegantly defined collarbone seemed deep enough to hold a pool of spring water.
On the other side, Wang Xiulan merely touched the glass to her lips before setting it down.
This usually dignified mother now wore a fitted trench coat, buttoned up to the neck, but her plump legs, sheathed in flesh-toned stockings, were pressed tightly together, betraying her inner unease.
"Why aren’t you finishing your drinks? That’s no fun," Lin Zhe complained, sounding displeased.
Su Yu didn’t respond, merely shooting him a sidelong glance.
Her eyes held a mix of coquettishness and provocation, shimmering like a little hook that stirred restlessness in the heart.
After that, her legs hidden beneath the table subtly shifted position.
The hem of her champagne-colored dress was high, and with the movement, her beautiful legs clad in black stockings were revealed.
Her knees were rounded, the lines of her calves smooth and graceful, extending all the way to her bare, jade-like feet.
Wang Xiulan spoke calmly, "What’s the rush? We still have games to play. How can we play if we get drunk?"
Though she said this, everyone knew the two women’s drinking capacity was limited. If they had downed their drinks right away, they’d likely be stumbling after just two cans.
The atmosphere cooled for a moment.
Just then, Lin Jianguo, who had remained silent until now, stirred.
At this moment, he was wearing a loose, dark blue Japanese-style yukata, the open collar revealing a small patch of his chest. Though his skin had lost some of its firmness, one could still tell he had a well-built frame in his youth.
Lin Jianguo looked at his son’s eager expression and then at his daughter-in-law’s half-smiling face. He sighed inwardly and raised his wine glass.
"If Xiaozhe is happy, Dad is happy too. Come on, Dad will join you for a drink!"
With that, he imitated the younger generation’s style, tilting his head back and gulping it down.
Gulp, gulp.
But after all, he was getting older, and his swallowing wasn’t as smooth as it used to be. Drinking too hastily, a few drops of wine trickled down the corners of his mouth, mixing with white foam and clinging to his chin, making him look somewhat disheveled.
"Cough... Hah!"
Lin Jianguo set down his glass and was about to lift his sleeve to wipe his chin when a soft, delicate voice sounded beside his ear:
"Dad, don’t move. Let me wipe it for you."
Before Lin Jianguo could react, a rich and distinctive fragrance wafted over him.
A faint milky scent.
Lin Yue had somehow moved closer without him noticing.
Holding a pristine white tissue, she leaned forward, her exquisitely beautiful and mature face suddenly magnified before his eyes.
Due to the movement, her ample, heavy breasts inevitably pressed against the edge of the table, deforming under the pressure and deepening her already pronounced cleavage into a narrow, seemingly bottomless crevice.
As she raised her arm, the soft, elastic inner side of her upper arm brushed lightly against the back of Lin Jianguo’s hand resting on the table.
The sensation in that instant was slick, warm, and tender.
Lin Jianguo felt as if he had been struck by an electric shock.
From such a close distance, he could clearly see his daughter’s long eyelashes and her slightly pouted red lips, focused on her task.
"There, all done."
A moment later, Lin Yue gently wiped away the wine stains from her father’s chin. Her fingertips inadvertently grazed his stubbled jawline, sending a tingling shiver through him.
The scene unfolded both swiftly and slowly, as if time had warped.
Lin Zhe, sitting across from them, took in everything.
Watching his sister’s chest nearly pressed against their father’s face and seeing his father’s momentarily rigid, motionless body, his throat went dry. The perverse thought in his mind grew wildly, and he couldn’t help but mentally give his sister a thumbs-up.
Just as the ambiguous atmosphere was about to solidify, a pale hand suddenly reached into the center of the table.
Click, click, click.
Five plastic dice cups of different colors were placed on the table.
The cups were small, the kind commonly found in KTVs—made of opaque black plastic, each containing three dice.
Su Yu smiled playfully and said:
"Today, let’s try something different."
As she spoke, she extended her slender, onion-root-like fingers and distributed the dice cups to everyone one by one.
"The rules are simple: we’ll compare the total points. Each person shakes the cup once, and the one with the highest sum of the three dice wins, while the one with the lowest loses."
Everyone nodded in agreement—the rules were indeed straightforward and classic.
But then, a shadow flickered in the depths of Su Yu’s beautiful eyes, and she suddenly changed her tone:
"However..."
"The loser of each round—the one with the smallest total—must actively challenge any other person."
"If the loser wins against the challenged person, then the challenged becomes the new loser and must continue to challenge someone else."
"Until... everyone’s points are revealed, the person with the smallest number at the very end is the true unlucky one of this round."
Lin Zhe was momentarily stunned, his brow furrowing slightly as he rested his chin in thought.
"Honey, doesn’t that make the loser seem a bit too pitiful? What if their dice roll is really low? Wouldn’t they have to compare with everyone one by one and be humiliated in turn?"
Upon hearing this, Su Yu tilted her chin slightly, her slender swan-like neck tracing an elegant curve as she retorted confidently:
"So what?"
"When playing games, the loser should be thoroughly humiliated by the winner. Otherwise, what’s the fun?"
As she spoke, Su Yu’s gaze drifted almost imperceptibly toward Lin Jianguo, who was sitting diagonally across from her.
Lin Jianguo’s heart skipped a beat under her glance.
He had been about to follow his son’s lead and say something, even if just to smooth things over, since such a rule—one that sounded so likely to cause embarrassment—really wasn’t suitable for a family gathering.
But just as he opened his mouth to speak—
Under the table.
A small foot clad in smooth silk stockings suddenly slipped over.
That foot unerringly found his calf, then, with its rounded toes, teasingly traced a light, ambiguous line over his shin through his trousers.
Lin Jianguo shuddered all over, nearly dropping the wine glass in his hand.
That sensation was all too familiar, and all too intoxicating.
It was Su Yu’s foot.
To avoid giving anything away, Lin Jianguo forcibly swallowed the words that had been on the tip of his tongue.
He cleared his throat awkwardly, his eyes darting away, not daring to look in his wife’s direction. Instead, he forced a calm tone and changed his tack:
"Well... actually, Xiao Yu has a point. Since we’re out to have fun, we should loosen up. A more exciting rule is fine, it’s fine."
Seeing this, Su Yu curled her lips into a triumphant, seductive smile.
That smile was radiant and captivating, yet carried an indescribable hint of mischief.
"Great! Since everyone agrees, let’s move on to the penalties."
"The person who ends up losing has to choose between ’Truth or Dare.’ If they really don’t want to choose, that’s fine too—they can just take a drink as a penalty."
Hearing that drinking was an option to fall back on, the others visibly relaxed, their expressions easing as they raised no further objections.
After all, while Truth or Dare could easily get out of hand if taken too far, having a drink was always an acceptable compromise.
"Come on, everyone, grab yours and get ready—"
At Su Yu’s command.
Rattle, rattle—
Rattle, rattle—
Five dice cups were lifted simultaneously and shaken vigorously in the air.
The dice clattered against the plastic interiors, producing a crisp, rapid sound—like heavy rain beating against plantain leaves, or like the restless, agitated heartbeats of everyone present.
Su Yu shook hers with the most enthusiasm.
Her wrist, holding the dice cup, was slender and seemingly boneless, yet it moved with extreme speed.
As her arm swung, the two ample mounds beneath her champagne-colored spaghetti-strap dress bounced up and down in rhythm.
Pale, creamy flesh surged and rippled at the neckline, the deep cleavage flickering in and out of view, a dizzying spectacle.
Lin Zhe shook his own dice cup while staring fixedly at his wife’s chest, his throat dry.
Meanwhile, Lin Yue shook hers somewhat clumsily.
She held the dice cup with both hands, not daring to move too vigorously for fear that her milk-swollen breasts would jiggle too much and leak, soaking her clothes.
Biting her lip, brows slightly furrowed, and carefully shielding her chest, she instead exuded a fragile vulnerability that made one want to ravage her mercilessly.
Thud!
Thud! Thud!
With a series of dull thumps, the five dice cups were set down on the table one after another.
The world grew a little quieter in an instant.
Su Yu excitedly stretched out her snow-white neck, her burning gaze sweeping across the room.
Since it was the first round and there had been no loser yet, Su Yu’s eyes darted around before she looked past Lin Zhe and settled directly on her mother-in-law, Wang Xiulan, who sat in the farthest corner maintaining a dignified posture.
Although Lin Jianguo was her primary target for "attacks," truth be told, she had never liked this woman much to begin with.
What’s more, now she even had to share her man with her.
To say she felt no jealousy would be a lie.
"Mom, shall we go first?"
Wang Xiulan was taken aback.
She sat upright, hands folded neatly on her knees, her flesh-toned stockings tightly encasing her pressed-together knees.
Faced with her daughter-in-law’s sudden challenge, a flicker of displeasure crossed her phoenix-like eyes, but it was quickly replaced by the calm composure befitting an elder.
Wang Xiulan had actually been thinking the same thing.
Ever since that night at the hotel when her son had taken her virginity, and then the way she was treated at home afterward, she had developed an indescribable jealousy toward this woman who held the position of her son’s lawful wife.
It was the jealousy of one woman for another.
"Alright."
Wang Xiulan replied mildly, extending her well-maintained hand to press down on the dice cup.
The air between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law seemed to freeze, the subtle tension so palpable that even the usually oblivious Lin Jianguo sensed it and instinctively shrank back.
"Open!"
With Su Yu’s spirited cry, both dice cups were lifted simultaneously.
All eyes converged on the results.
Wang Xiulan’s dice showed: two, three, five.
A total of ten points.
Not high, but certainly not low either—a fairly average roll.
Wang Xiulan breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her lips lifting slightly in a restrained smile.
However, when she looked at Su Yu’s dice, her smile instantly froze.
Three, three, six.
"Twelve points!"
"Ah! I won!"
Su Yu cheered happily, clapping her hands like a young girl even though she was already a married woman.
At that moment, the two heavy mounds on her chest trembled vigorously, the deep cleavage seeming to mock Wang Xiulan’s defeat.
Wang Xiulan’s expression darkened.
Losing to anyone would have been bearable, but losing to this little vixen made her especially resentful.
Still, she had to accept defeat gracefully.
According to the rules, as the loser, Wang Xiulan had to actively seek out the next opponent.
Wang Xiulan took a deep breath, adjusted her sitting posture, her plump buttocks shifting on the cushion with a faint rustle of fabric.
Since she had lost, she had to make up for it.
Her gaze swept around the table before finally settling on her son, Lin Zhe.
After all, he was her beloved child. Even if she lost, it wouldn’t be embarrassing in front of him.
"Xiao Zhe, let’s you and I compete."
Wang Xiulan’s voice softened slightly, carrying a hint of grievance and coquettishness that only Lin Zhe could detect.
Lin Zhe grinned and lifted the lid without hesitation.
One, four, six.
Eleven points!
Just one point higher than Wang Xiulan’s ten!
"Mom, my apologies for the win."
Lin Zhe laughed carelessly, but his eyes swept over his mother’s chest, concealed beneath her trench coat, which rose and fell with her breathing.
Wang Xiulan felt a tightness in her chest, the sense of defeat growing stronger.
Two losses in a row.
Now, the only ones left who hadn’t revealed their dice were Lin Jianguo and Lin Yue.
Wang Xiulan gritted her teeth, her gaze shifting to the man who was once her husband but now felt like a stranger.
"Jianguo."
Her voice was cold and stiff as she called out.
Lin Jianguo flinched at the sound of his name, forcing an awkward smile as he slowly moved the dice cup aside.
Five, five, six.
Sixteen points!
The highest score so far!
"Wow, my luck’s pretty good today."
Lin Jianguo laughed loudly, as if to cover his embarrassment, but his eyes refused to meet his wife’s.
Wang Xiulan’s face darkened completely.
What was this?
First, she was outdone by her daughter-in-law, then her son won a round, and now even her useless husband could triumph over her?
A wave of intense humiliation washed over her.
This was precisely the cleverness of Su Yu’s game design.
Now, only one person remained.
Wang Xiulan turned to look at her daughter sitting beside her.
Lin Yue shrank under her mother’s almost predatory gaze, timidly placing her hand on the dice cup.
"Mom... I’ll open it now."
Her voice was soft and trembling as she slowly lifted the black lid.
Two.
Four.
Five.
Two plus four plus five equaled eleven points.
...
Wang Xiulan had 10 points.
Lin Yue had eleven points.
Another difference of just one point!
If only she had one more point.
Wang Xiulan stared blankly at the three dice, a complex feeling stirring in her heart.
After one full round, she had lost every time.
She was the complete loser of this round, the only loser.
Su Yu covered her mouth, letting out a giggle that sounded particularly piercing in the quiet room.
"Oh my, Mom, you’re just too unlucky! You actually lost to all four of us!"
This seemingly innocent taunt, if coming from anyone else, Wang Xiulan might have dismissed as a poor joke. But it came from this vixen who had stolen both her men.
Lin Zhe looked at his mother’s face, which had turned pale but was now flushed with shame and anger, and struggled to suppress a smile. Clearing his throat with feigned seriousness, he leaned forward, his burning gaze fixed on his mother’s bewildered eyes.
"Mom."
"A bet is a bet. According to the rules..."
"Will you choose Truth, Dare..."
"Or, drink the penalty shot directly?"
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