The woman was forcibly attacked.

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Dreams are a reflection of reality, and foresight is a kind of dream. Pain buries us in nightmares, while memories awaken us from the dream. "Where...am I...where...is this place?" My head was throbbing, and I struggled to get up from the ground. Due to oxygen deprivation, my vision blurred, and a strong sense of dizziness made me feel nauseous. I shook my head vigorously, and when I regained my senses, I found myself in a gray, dark place. The surroundings were pitch black, and the deep gloom seemed to be swallowing my vision. The full moon in the night sky emitted an eerie dark light, sending chills down my spine. Was this a dream? My steps faltered, and I suppressed the nausea in my stomach, taking one uneven step forward. The surroundings were so unfamiliar, yet strangely familiar, but unfortunately, I had absolutely no recollection of them. "Waaah... Help... Wind... Where are you... Help..." A mournful cry pierced the deathly silence of the wilderness. The soft sobs, like wisps of silk, sounded strangely familiar to my ears. "...Sasha? Isn't that Sasha's voice?" My body trembled uncontrollably as I murmured. "Don't come any closer... Waaah... Let me go..." The crying intensified. Sasha seemed to be in dire danger. I had no time to think. I endured the throbbing pain in my head and ran towards the familiar cry. "Sasha, it's me, Wind! Where are you? Sasha! Answer me!" I was frantic. Thinking of Sasha's helpless and alone appearance, my reason was clouded by a surge of anger. I abruptly rolled up my sleeves, my clenched fists brimming with fury. "Waaah... Help... Waaah..." The faint sobs drifted out, gradually fading. I could almost see Sasha's cherry-like mouth being roughly covered by a hand, her desolate eyes filled with despair. "Damn it!" My eyes blazed with rage. If there were a mirror, I would see my own eyes were already bloodshot. Following Sasha's weaker cries, I rushed towards the school gymnasium entrance. Just as I was about to pinpoint Sasha's location, the crying abruptly stopped, and silence returned. "No... No!" I frantically scratched my head, anxiously looking around. Calm down! Even though Sasha's voice was gone, I forced myself to calm down, not wanting to let stupidity cloud my judgment. The area within a hundred meters was pitch black, and the gymnasium suddenly stood before me. The glass doors weren't locked as usual, and the inside was dark. Without hesitation, I rushed inside. For some reason, a sudden surge of emotion told me my girlfriend was inside. Following the dark corridor, I entered the gymnasium. Before me stretched a wide indoor basketball court, with a dozen badminton hoops crisscrossing it. Although there were no lights, I could still vaguely make out the details of the court. Utter silence. Aside from my own heavy breathing, there was no sign of Sasha. My eyes widened, my ears sharper than ever before; not a pin drop would escape my notice. I carefully surveyed my surroundings, but unfortunately, there was nothing suitable for self-defense. "Mmm...mmm...ah...let me go..." A faint voice finally caught my attention. It was Sasha's voice! On the second floor! Once I knew her exact location, I rushed up the stairs, and my girlfriend's cries grew clearer. I gritted my teeth, my face contorted with rage, and rushed to a storage room at the far end of the second floor. This place was rarely visited, but it had become the perfect spot for my girlfriend to be tormented. "Waaah... I'll give you any money you want... please... let me go..." "If you want me to let you go, why don't you ask my manhood first?" "Hehe, I heard this chick is not only of mixed Chinese and Japanese descent, but also a quarter Italian blood, tsk tsk." "I've never seen a body like this before. Let's take her back to Brother Qiang for a treat." My heartbreaking sobs were drowned out by several rough male voices, and bursts of lewd laughter instantly plunged my heart into despair. Could it be that Sasha had already met with misfortune? My heart clenched. Although I knew rationally that I was empty-handed and would be in extreme danger if I encountered three or four thugs, the flames of anger had already surged to my head. "Bang!" I'm quite muscular, and at 1.83 meters tall, I have an advantage in the south. I also regularly train my muscles, so I kicked open the unlocked iron gate with a single powerful kick. "Damn!" The scene before me instantly made my head spin, my lungs felt like they were on fire, and my vision went black; I almost fainted from anger. Three completely naked, dark-skinned figures stood abruptly with their backs to me, varying in height and build. In front of them lay a two-meter-long table, covered in a thick layer of grime. Lying on the dirty table was a familiar and alluring body. Although her face was obscured, that familiar body was none other than my girlfriend, Sasha, whom I had been longing for day and night! A delicate, orchid-like fragrance filled the air, emanating from Sasha's soft, boneless body. The familiar scent made me stare intently at that alluring figure. Her delicate, smooth skin was revealed as her dress ripped open. Beneath her slender, velvety neck, her alabaster-white body clashed starkly with the dusty table. Sasha's halter top straps were torn, exposing her pure white bra, which had also been roughly ripped open, revealing large swaths of her smooth, snow-white breasts. Her firm, bouncy breasts were exposed to the air, two pink nipples standing proudly, delicate and alluring, small and slightly upturned. What angered me even more was that Sasha's lower body was not spared either. Her lace-trimmed dress was pulled down to her slender waist, revealing her stunning legs beneath sheer white stockings. The only consolation was that Sasha's full, bulging genitals were concealed by her lace panties, tightly protected by the stockings. Sasha possessed a pair of exquisitely smooth, slender, and fair legs, long and shapely, which had always fascinated me. Now, however, they were being brutally violated by strangers, who even removed her pale blue high heels, revealing her soft, fragrant feet. Through the smooth white stockings, they shamelessly fondled her delicate, rounded toes. I had thought my sudden intrusion would stop the three naked, burly men's lewd behavior towards Sasha, but to my surprise, they were completely unmoved. Their狰狞 faces were filled with lewd smiles, and they didn't even notice my presence. Sasha seemed to hear my voice, and tearfully cried out, "Feng...save me..." Her snow-white arms tried to break free from the lewdness of the two men beside her, but they were tightly gripped by another hairy hand, rendering her immobile. "Slut, are you calling for your boyfriend? You think he can hear you?" The burly man who had been fondling Sasha's feet sneered, forcefully prying open her fair, rosy feet and roughly tearing open the white stockings at the base of her pink thighs. "Hiss—" A sound like tearing silk echoed through the storage room, accompanied by Sasha's scream. The white stockings protecting her lower body were brutally ripped into strips by the naked man, revealing a patch of glistening white skin through the seams of the stockings. The alluring scent of virginity wafted from her lace panties, further stimulating the beastly desires of the three men. "You fucking die!" Seeing Sasha being humiliated like this, I was enraged. I grabbed the iron water pipe behind the door and smashed it down on the ugly bald head of the naked man in front of me. With a loud "clang," to my disbelief, the bald, burly man in front of me, whom I had expected to be at least severely injured, swung the iron pipe in my hand as if it had passed through thin air, smashing through several tiles. I was met with a strong counterattack, a sharp pain shooting through my hand, but I was already dumbfounded. I incredulously raised my fist, only to have it pass lightly through the bald man's body, as if striking thin air—utterly useless. "Impossible," my doubts had long since subsided, replaced by anger. Although the scene before me was incredibly realistic, I had to convince myself that none of this was real. "Ahhh...no...let me go!" Sasha's fierce resistance and cries pulled me back to reality. At this moment, Sasha's full, firm breasts were being held by two men. However, my girlfriend's breasts were nearly a 35D, and her beautiful, rounded flesh couldn't be covered by one hand. Her luscious nipples were buried in her ugly face, and the naked man was making sucking sounds like a baby. "No, it's all fake, it's a dream, it's a dream!" I tried everything to stop the three men from abusing Sasha, but to no avail. My face was deathly pale, and I leaned against the wall behind me, utterly disoriented by the sudden shock. A dream, it's a dream! I suddenly grabbed something, then turned around and slammed my forehead against the solid concrete wall. "Buzz—" The immense force sent me sprawling to the ground, my ears ringing. I tried to shake my head, but blood from my forehead had already seeped down my cheekbone and into my eyes. The intense pain couldn't numb my senses; I was suddenly gripped by fear. Was this a dream? "Feng... help me..." Sasha's piercing cries snapped me out of my daze. I quickly stood up, staggered to Sasha's side, and finally saw the face I had longed for day and night. Sasha's face possessed a refined, classical Eastern beauty, as noble as a swan. Beneath her long eyelashes were a pair of large, bright, dark eyes, but now they were brimming with tears, like pear blossoms in the rain, showing the depth of her suffering. "Sasha... hold on... I will definitely save you!" Looking at Sasha's exquisite face as she sobbed, I...My heart was breaking. After making that promise, I knew it was impossible to keep, and I could only watch helplessly as Sasha was humiliated. Sasha's beautiful eyes seemed oblivious to my presence, filled with confusion and helplessness. As the three men ravaged and fondled her body, Sasha's face flushed like a peach blossom, her cheeks burning, her lips slightly parted, and her firm, smooth legs were being played with by the naked men, her body trembling uncontrollably. I looked up, and the scene before me was utterly lewd. Sasha's upper body had already been stripped naked, her snow-white breasts being ravaged by two repulsive naked men, even leaving deep teeth marks on her tender flesh. Their rough arms gripped Sasha's alluring collarbone tightly, even drawing a red mark, but I was powerless to do anything, kneeling on the ground, watching everything unfold before my eyes. "No...no!" Sasha's expression suddenly turned extremely panicked. Unbeknownst to her, her lace panties had already been pulled down to her knees, revealing her smooth, tender skin to the three men. Her plump figure had already deeply attracted them, and their lewd laughter reached my ears. Only then did I realize that they had their eyes on Sasha's alluring vulva. "Haha, this little chick has a white tiger hole! We've hit the jackpot!" "Look at this cunt, pink and tight, it must have hardly been used!" "Come on, spread your legs, let us give you a good comforting." The three men grinned menacingly at Sasha. Sasha whimpered, her slender neck flushed with shame, tears already wetting her dark hair. Her slender, bamboo-like legs clenched tightly, not wanting the bad guys to succeed. "Hmph, looks like I'll have to do it myself!" The shorter, naked man in the middle sneered, grabbing Sasha's delicate ankles with just one hand and forcefully lifting her legs, completely exposing her pink genitals to everyone. "Waaah...please let me go...I have a boyfriend..." Sasha's bright eyes were already brimming with tears, making my heart ache. Because Sasha regularly shaved, her soft area was as tender as a baby's, the pink clitoris wrapped by two petals, budding, a rounded bud breaking free, quite pitiful. From within the deep petals, a smooth, fragrant virgin fluid flowed out, accompanied by a few sticky bubbles, leaving the three men stunned. "Beautiful lady, your cunt is quite honest!" the short man leered, his fat hand roughly covering her plump labia. The wet, slippery fluid covered them, glistening on his palm, looking extremely lewd. He then smeared it all over Sasha's body, shamelessly humiliating her. "Waaah...you're all bad people..." Sasha was on the verge of emotional collapse, sobbing uncontrollably. She no longer cared about covering her ample breasts, instead using her hands to shield her beautiful face, tears streaming through her fingers. Her pitiful cries filled me with pity, and I felt a surge of anger with nowhere to vent it, silently blaming myself. "Hiss—" the short man chuckled lewdly, taking advantage of the situation, pulling Sasha's lace panties off her legs and tossing them to the tall man beside him. The tall man, as if he'd struck gold, held the panties, which reeked of eroticism, to his nose, inhaling deeply and then licking the nectar off them with his tongue, his expression one of pure enjoyment. The short man seemed quite experienced with women like Sasha; soon he used his fingers to spread her beautiful petals, revealing soft, firm pink flesh. He inserted three short, chubby fingers, thrusting them in and out with varying pressure and speed. The tender, juicy walls of her vagina rolled and churned with each movement, and nectar was squeezed out in gushes. My eyes burned with desire; all I wanted now was to wake up from this dream as quickly as possible and escape this filth. "Mmm... mmm..." After a long while, a soft moan escaped Sasha's face, which she had covered with her delicate hands, and I caught it carefully. I stared incredulously at Sasha's face. Her tear-filled eyes held a hint of dazedness, her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were slightly parted, revealing her pearly teeth and fragrant tongue, her breath escaping softly. I had seen this expression before, an expression Sasha only showed when she and I reached our climax. But now, it was appearing under the humiliation of a stranger, which I found utterly unbelievable. "Plop~ Plop~" The storage room was quiet, except for the sounds of the short man's fingers thrusting in and out of Sasha's petals, and Sasha's passionate moans. Her slender, supple legs rubbed against her white stockings, making a captivating rustling sound. The tall man beside her, already erect, grabbed one of Sasha's long, jade-like legs and, through the stockings, licked her soft ankle and sole with his tongue. "Mmm...mmm...ah...ahhh!" Sasha's legs were extremely sensitive, especially her feet, which were particularly sensitive to orgasm. With the short man's fingers thrusting in and out with all their might, Sasha reached her climax amidst sweet, seductive moans. Streams of clear, fragrant nectar gushed from her vagina, completely soaking the short man's ugly face. Sasha's body trembled uncontrollably, her body covered in sweat, her tight white stockings soaked through. The once-transparent stockings now clung tightly to her legs, the love fluid flowing down, splashing onto the dirty floor with a lewd "drip, drip." I was stunned. My girlfriend Sasha had actually come to orgasm with a stranger. Even with all my previous efforts, I could never ejaculate so much love fluid as this. Clearly, the short man hadn't expected Sasha's vulva to be so potent. After licking away the sticky love fluid from his face, he forcefully pried open Sasha's slippery labia and lewdly chuckled, "Truly a masterpiece. Looks like I'll have to let my little one enjoy it too." With that, the short man rubbed his hard penis with his large, fleshy hand, inching closer to Sasha. "No...you can't...I belong to the wind...no!" Sasha cried out in anguish. Although she had experienced an intense orgasm, her reason wasn't clouded by desire. Her expression was one of extreme terror. Her slender hands gripped the table, her body slowly shifting backward, trying to escape the short man's clutches. Her round, pert buttocks glistened under the honeyed nectar, making the three men's eyes gleam. The other two grabbed her delicate, white feet, forcibly spreading her legs into a split, completely exposing her full, juicy petals. No matter how much she struggled, it was futile. "Get away!" I roared, charging at the shorter man, tearing at his skin with my hands, even trying to bite his neck, but the sharp corner of the table only left me bruised and battered, my efforts futile. I collapsed to the ground, very close to Sasha's vibrant, luscious petals. Sweet, ripe love juice gushed from beneath her plump labia, the pink opening opening and closing, revealing the tightly clenched flesh inside, as if welcoming its master's favor. I was limp and powerless, my gaze vacant, unable to stop what lay before me. The short man's eyes gleamed menacingly, as if sensing my presence. He grinned sinisterly, his penis already throbbing with veins, two swollen testicles peeking out from beneath his thick, dark pubic hair, the glans glistening black. His penis was nearly 20 centimeters long, sculpted like a sharp blade. While I was of similar length, the short man's penis was incredibly thick, no less than that of a European or American man. My heart sank. I looked at Sasha with worry, wondering if she could accommodate such a frightening size. As I continued my futile resistance, the short man used his hand to support the glans, rubbing it against Sasha's vulva. The soft labia parted with the movement of his glans, the engorged clitoris throbbing slightly, the fragrant fluids completely soaking the glans. No, this is all a dream, all a dream, I kept repeating to myself, praying for a miracle. "Mmm..." Sasha's eyes glazed over, letting out a soul-stirring moan. Sweat dripped from her delicate body as the short man slowly inserted his glans into her warm, moist jade cave. "Plop—" With a thrust of his hips, his nearly 20-centimeter penis easily slid in, parting Sasha's pink labia, her juices coating the entire shaft. "No!!!" I roared, my eyes blazing with fury, blood gushing from my forehead. My vision went black, and I collapsed to the ground. In my final moments, all I saw were her trembling, slender legs in the air, and the penis thrusting in and out of Sasha's honeyed depths, spraying out waves of vaginal fluid. ------------------ October 1st, the emergency room of the First People's Hospital of South China City. A pungent smell of disinfectant wafted through the air. I groggily opened my eyes, but my eyelids were heavy, and my head was throbbing, making it impossible to open them completely. I could, however, clearly hear the people around me talking. "Old doctor, I'd like to ask about his condition?" a middle-aged man's voice came through. "What is your relationship with the patient?" another, slightly aged voice asked. "I'm the college's counselor, here specifically to check on his condition. Because of the student's difficult family situation, his parents died early, and he's been raising his sister alone." Parents deceased…parents deceased, my sister? Why do I have absolutely no recollection of her? I lay on the bed, lost in thought, but couldn't recall any more details. "Doctor, is he alright now?" the middle-aged man asked the old doctor again. "Not good. He just had surgery yesterday, but last night he had intracranial hemorrhage. After the nurses change his dressings, he'll need another surgery," the old doctor said gravely. "This young man is lucky; he had a huge gash in the back of his head. If it weren't for you…""If you get her to the hospital in time, her life might be in danger." I didn't hear the rest of their conversation; my mind was a blur, a complete blank, except for that vivid nightmare. "Gymnasium...Sasha...Sasha...that name sounds so familiar..." I racked my brains for a long time, only managing to recall these few keywords. I slept for a long time in the dim light, the familiar hospital disinfectant irritating my nose, slowly making me open my eyes. Before me was an ordinary single-room hospital room, with clean white sheets and blankets. Bright sunlight streamed in through the window, making it warm and comfortable. I used the bed rail to support myself. Just then, a beautiful figure entered from outside. Seeing me, her delicate body trembled, and she instantly threw herself into my arms. Her orchid-like fragrance filled my nostrils, making me feel refreshed. "Chen Feng, you're finally awake!" The beautiful figure in my arms finally raised her head, her voice trembling with tears. Only then did I take a closer look at the woman's face. Her delicate features were exquisite, with sensual willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high, straight nose that framed her tender, red lips. Her appearance seemed vaguely familiar. "Excuse me… who are you…?" I racked my brains but couldn't remember who she was. However, her fair, translucent shoulders and delicate neck caught my eye. Large glimpses of her snow-white, alabaster breasts were faintly visible, and an alluring scent emanated from her sexy collarbone. I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Her bright almond-shaped eyes stared at me, her expression one of utter astonishment. She hesitated, "Chen Feng, what's wrong? I… I'm your sister, Siqi!" Seeing my continued confusion, her face drained of color, and she staggered backward, then dashed out the door. Strange woman. I haven't done anything wrong, have I? I muttered to myself. A moment later, an elderly doctor entered the room, followed by the woman called "Siqi." The doctor came to me, shone a flashlight into my eyes, and then examined my head several times. "Hmm... based on my initial diagnosis, although the patient's wound is healing well, it's very likely that he suffered a severe impact, causing a brain hemorrhage. The blood clot is pressing on some memory nerves, leading to..." Siqi pressed, "Doctor, what did it lead to?" "It's probably amnesia." The old doctor paused, looking at the woman's slightly trembling face, and pondered, "However, according to the spectral analysis, the patient may have partial or selective amnesia. With effort, it's not impossible to recover the memory." "Partial amnesia... selective amnesia..." The woman carefully analyzed the old doctor's words, finding it hard to accept, looking at me with a strange expression, unable to calm down. "The patient needs the company of a family member now. Remember not to let him get emotional." The old doctor looked at the two of us, understanding perfectly, shook his head, and left the ward. After a full half-day of conversation, I finally recognized my "cheap" older sister, Chen Siqi, and many memories from the past gradually came back to me through Siqi's guidance. Chen Siqi is 25 years old this year, three years older than me. When we were young, our parents died in a car accident, leaving us with a huge debt. Seeing that we were about to be sent to an orphanage, my older sister dropped out of school to work and raise me step by step. Over the years, my sister has suffered a lot to pay for my expensive college tuition. But even in the poorest days, Siqi still dressed elegantly and had a unique temperament. Just like now, her slender and graceful figure, her curvaceous body, her well-tailored fashionable clothes, and her long, jade-like legs covered by thin black stockings are all captivating. "Feng... then tell me, what's your girlfriend's name?" "Of course I know... her name is... her name is..." I hesitated for a moment, my brows furrowed, and I searched through all my memories, but I couldn't recall anything. "Haha, sis... don't tease me, I don't have a girlfriend." I laughed carelessly, but I noticed that Siqi's expression was getting increasingly strange, so I asked suspiciously, "Sis, what's wrong?" "You've forgotten your girlfriend's name for the tenth time, you idiot!" Siqi pretended to be angry, which was quite adorable, and I was mesmerized. After saying that, she took out a photo from her silver purse and handed it to me: "Remember this face carefully, that's your future wife!" Siqi's melodious voice drew my attention, and after seeing the photo, I couldn't take my eyes off it: that face had the features of a classic Eastern beauty, and at the same time, it had the noble mixed-race temperament of Venus. Her bright, watery eyes captivated my heartstrings, her delicate and straight nose made her flawless skin appear even whiter and more dazzling, her lips were alluring, and her velvety neck was adorned with snow-white and pinkish shoulders. Meanwhile, I, with my striking features and handsome looks, was completely overshadowed by the goddess's aura. What an exquisite face she was! I couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!" "How many times do you need to look at the photo all afternoon to remember what your girlfriend looks like? Be careful she doesn't get kidnapped before you even know it!" Siqi rolled her eyes, snatched the photo from my hand, placed it on her sexy thigh, took out a black pen, and wrote a few lines of delicate handwriting on the back of the photo: "Chen Feng... Lin Shasha..." After Siqi finished writing, she drew a heart shape around the two names, then hesitated for a moment and wrote a few words: "Selective amnesia." Lin Shasha... Lin Shasha... Looking at the handwriting on the photo, I felt a sudden sense of fear, my brows furrowed, my face extremely pale, as if a long-buried memory was about to be revealed in my mind. Seeing my unusual expression, Siqi thought she had said something wrong and quickly explained, "Feng, I was just joking, don't mind it." Then she showed a hint of anger and complained, "That Sasha, why hasn't she come to visit my brother? It's been two weeks, and she hasn't even gone to class." "Where is Sasha now?" My heart clenched, and I grabbed Siqi's smooth arm tightly, asking urgently. "Ouch, that hurts!" Siqi shook off my hand impatiently, saying, word by word, "You idiot, I called her several times, and she always said she was doing an internship. If the phone hadn't been able to connect, I would have thought she'd been kidnapped." "Kidnapping...kidnapping..." I muttered to myself, instantly recalling that real nightmare: in the dimly lit gymnasium, in that dilapidated storage room, a moaning body, tattered stockings, trembling legs... "It was all real...Sasha is in danger!" A terrible conclusion flashed through my mind. "Hey, hey, where are you going? Your wound has just healed, come back quickly!" Siqi exclaimed, watching me jump out of bed, slip on my slippers, and rush out of the ward. Several nurses came in at the sound and blocked my way, saying urgently, "This patient needs to rest and cannot move around." "Sasha is in danger, quick, we have to go save her!" I shouted angrily at Siqi, trying to break through the nurses blocking my way. Hearing my urgent shout, Siqi frowned slightly, came over, touched my forehead, and said softly, "Feng... do you know, you've been having nightmares lately, and you keep saying this, but Sasha is perfectly fine, isn't she?" Seeing Siqi and everyone else, including the nurses, looking at me with strange eyes, I calmed down, scanning through my memories, even wondering if I had lost my mind. A crisp text message ringtone sounded, Siqi took out her phone to check, and her expression changed slightly, which I keenly noticed. "Doctor, when can my brother be discharged?" Siqi put down her phone and asked softly. "The stitches will be removed in three days. If the patient is fine, he can be discharged," the old doctor said, adjusting his glasses. "Okay, I'll pay the hospital fees later," Siqi breathed a sigh of relief. A long hospital stay would have been a considerable expense. She turned to me and said, "Feng, something's come up at the company and I need to go back. You can't wander around here." "Okay," I replied perfunctorily. Siqi stroked my forehead, stood on tiptoe, and kissed me on the cheek, filling the air with her sweet fragrance. "Bye-bye, remember to call me if you need anything," Siqi smiled gently as she left, a smile that felt like a spring breeze. Seeing that I had become "well-behaved" again, the nurses also left the ward. I tossed and turned in my hospital bed, unable to sleep. Several flower baskets sat on the bedside table, filled with beautiful cards; clearly, my classmates had visited me. I scrolled through the cards one by one, the unfamiliar names gradually bringing back my memories. But there was one name I kept forgetting, and I couldn't even remember her voice or smile. "Mei...Meiqi, I got it wrong again, damn it!" I pulled out the photo and finally recalled Sasha's name and appearance. It seemed my selective amnesia was quite severe. A series of events flashed through my mind like lightning. I opened my notebook and wrote them down to organize my thoughts: "I collapsed outside the gymnasium, bleeding heavily from the back of my head. My classmates found me and took me to the hospital, where I stayed for almost half a month without calling the police. During that time, my girlfriend, Sasha, didn't visit me. I suspect she's joined a pyramid scheme..." "I have selective amnesia. I only know that a girl named Sasha exists, but I forget her appearance and name. The interval between amnesia episodes is unknown. The method of recovery is a photograph..." As I wrote, my thoughts became increasingly...My mind was clear, but my heart sank even lower. Siqi hadn't gone to university and didn't know that Sasha's internship was a lie. Considering that Sasha always contacted Siqi first, she was likely still being held hostage. After a moment's hesitation, I dialed Meisha's number, only to hear a "beep beep" of the phone being switched off. Call the police? That was the most important thing to do now, but I hesitated. Sasha wasn't missing yet, and I was worried that she might be held hostage by criminals. I didn't want to alert them. I hoped she had just fallen into a pyramid scheme, I comforted myself... Maybe I should go to the gymnasium to check the scene of the incident. Thinking of this, I felt sleepy and drifted off to sleep. After three agonizing days in the hospital, my stitches were successfully removed, but my hair at the back was thinner due to the surgery, revealing faint scars. At school, I consciously avoided acquaintances and went to the gymnasium alone. Although the cleaning lady had washed the area clean, I could still make out the faint bloodstain. Following the path I'd followed in my dream, I entered the gymnasium. Sure enough, I could see specks of blood along the stairs; clearly, I'd been attacked on the second floor. There was no one on the second floor. I'd assumed that after half a month, it would take an iron pipe to pry open the locked storage room door, but with a gentle push, the wooden door slowly opened. The dusty, airtight room was filled with blood. I walked in expressionlessly, and the familiar scene from my nightmare resurfaced: a table just wide enough for one person, chairs scattered haphazardly beside it, various planks and iron bars lying on the floor, and a pool of dried blood. I immediately spotted the dusty table, with a large, mottled patch of water on it, a transparent, sticky substance. "This is…" I touched the dried water with my finger, my face turning pale. This was Sasha's mark! Recalling Sasha's trembling body that night, the gushing of nectar from her vulva, my penis stirred, though I didn't realize it. Seeing the blood-stained iron bar on the ground, I frowned and bent over, the memory of being brutally beaten flashing through my mind, seemingly matching the shape before me. Yes, it was this iron bar! I was thrilled; the bar must have the perpetrator's fingerprints, providing evidence for the police. As I reached for the bar, my gaze unexpectedly fell upon a piece of white silk fabric under the table. "This is…" I incredulously grasped the soft object. Its delicate texture was smooth to the touch, and a unique, orchid-like fragrance wafted from it. It was clearly Sasha's white, semi-transparent stockings! Trembling, I lifted the slightly dusty white stockings and slowly opened them, only to discover a huge tear in the crotch, extending all the way to the feet. This unexpected discovery didn't excite me. I slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the white silk in my hand. A flood of memories instantly filled the gaps in my amnesia. Lin Shasha was the first girl I met. She was incredibly beautiful, breathtaking at first glance. Her mixed-race face was as delicate as jade sculpted by the heavens. It was said that at the beginning of the semester, two upperclassmen fought over her attention. She was only 1.68 meters tall, but her skin was as white as snow, and her soft body was incredibly light, slender, and seemingly boneless. She was currently the president of the school's dance club. Regarding nationality, Shasha said her grandmother was Chinese, who had been abducted by a Japanese general and gave birth to a son and a daughter; the eldest son naturally became Shasha's father. Shasha's mother was a pure Italian; the two met in Florence and had their daughter, Meisha. Interestingly, Sasha is fluent in both Chinese and Italian, but not very familiar with Japanese. Her mother insisted she acquire Chinese citizenship, though Sasha didn't elaborate on the reasons. Sasha's journey to becoming a member was quite eventful. As a freshman, she was dazzling. With her curvaceous figure and slender frame, she successfully joined the dance club and, with her amazing dance skills, became its president without question. As her senior, I, with my perpetually imbalanced male hormones, naturally joined a group of lecherous men to sneak outside the dance club whenever we had free time, secretly observing the sexy figures inside. Sasha, in her form-fitting leotard, particularly captivated me. Her graceful, smooth legs were tightly encased in semi-transparent white stockings. After practice, her sexy white stockings were always soaked with fragrant sweat, appearing pink and glistening, revealing her firm and smooth legs. I exclaimed in surprise, realizing how incredibly sexy Sasha's legs were. But what bothered me was that the dance instructor was a fat, middle-aged man. Whenever his chubby hands guided Sasha, he would inadvertently knead her round, pert buttocks, making her blush. Sasha's stunning figure was deeply imprinted in my heart, instantly igniting a secret crush within me. Naturally, I wouldn't allow anyone to defile my goddess, and I always wanted to find a chance to beat that old man up. Sasha was like a noble swan soaring in the vast sky, and while I wasn't exactly a toad, I knew I could never catch the eye of this mixed-race goddess. But then, an opportunity arose. A vicious thug stormed into the dance studio, demanding money, instantly terrifying all the beautiful women. The fat instructor fled through the fire escape, and the scene spiraled out of control. The other female students also panicked and ran away from the back. "Don't run away!" The thug panicked, wildly slashing his dagger at the group, causing the women to scream in terror. "I'm willing to stay as a hostage, please don't hurt them, okay?" A delicate voice came from Sasha's lips. She was pale with tension, but her bright eyes met the thug's gaze directly. She was so kind that she disregarded her own life. I arrived just in time. When I saw Sasha's kindness, I was inexplicably moved. Seeing the thug leering as he approached Sasha, I swung my fist from behind, knocking him to the ground in a single blow. The crisis was averted. Sasha trembled violently from the shock, about to collapse. Without hesitation, I caught her, inhaling the warmth and softness of her body in my arms, even hearing her soft sobs. From then on, amidst the envious glances of my best friends, my relationship with Sasha progressed rapidly, like a rocket. After a year of getting to know each other, she finally agreed to be my girlfriend. What I found slightly regrettable was that Sasha had an ex-boyfriend, an Italian, whom she had broken up with amicably. During our time together, perhaps because of our mixed heritage, I gradually came to appreciate her inner gentleness—a gentle and virtuous nature like a Japanese woman, simple and honest, yet possessing the classical elegance of a Chinese woman. My only worry was that Sasha was too kind and naive. She was very soft-hearted, often taking care of stray cats and dogs, and even felt sad for a while when she learned that the criminal would be sentenced to 10 years in prison. I couldn't change my girlfriend's kind nature, so I could only do my best to protect her. Sasha's mother, through some connections, arranged for her to live in a single-family double dormitory on campus. It was a two-story building with a living room, kitchen, two bathrooms, and two bedrooms, exquisitely decorated. She shared it with her best friend, while I rented a small apartment off-campus and slept separately from her. At first, I often went to Sasha's dormitory. Faced with Sasha's tender, smooth body, I could only stare blankly, secretly swallowing my saliva, and couldn't even spend the night with her. Every time I left, Sasha would reveal her adorable face, mischievous, pretending not to see my aggrieved expression, which drove me crazy. Later, after nearly a year of pleading, Sasha, after some hesitation and stammering, finally agreed to let me personally fondle her ivory-white body. The first time I saw Sasha's smooth, full vulva, I was completely incredulous. It was so pink and white, the soft labia outlining a plump contour, the alluring walls driving me wild. Perhaps due to her early years living in Italy, Sasha shaved her pubic hair almost daily, gradually developing a habit of cleanliness, completely unlike the legendary "white tiger" (a term used to describe a woman with a clean pubic area). When my hard penis slowly entered Sasha's vagina, a soft, pulsating vaginal wall instantly sucked at my sensitive glans, layers of slippery folds washing over the ridges of my glans like waves, bringing an intense tactile sensation. I dared not thrust too hard, afraid of hurting my girlfriend, but to my surprise, as my nearly 20-centimeter penis fully penetrated deep into her flower, I couldn't feel the hymen at all; accompanied by clear, sticky love fluid, my penis slid in unimpeded. "Sasha...am I your first man?" "Mmm...ah...I've given you everything...ah...what else do you want?" Sasha's ambiguous answer didn't dispel my doubts, but hearing the delicate body beneath me moaning softly, I no longer cared about it. From then on, my relationship with Sasha grew even closer. Over the past year, Sasha has bought more than a dozen pairs of colorful stockings. Once, her best friend even found a pair of see-through black stockings on her phone, making her extremely embarrassed and ignoring me for almost three days. Before, Sasha didn't understand why I always insisted she wear stockings. Although she knew her legs were attractive to men, she preferred to show off her smooth, bare legs. I would always launch into a long explanation of the benefits of wearing stockings, such as preventing varicose veins, improving leg shape, and providing better privacy. But one day, when she searched for answers online, her expression became very strange, and then she became mysterious...She made me close my eyes. When I opened them, Sasha's alluring legs were already clad in sexy black stockings. The stockings tantalized her, revealing her delicate, white feet and adorable, pointed toes that traced alluring circles on my bare chest, captivating my soul. "Silly boy, if you like me in stockings, just say so. Sasha will definitely satisfy you... um... you pervert... your best friend is still in the room across the street... um..." I was already burning with desire, instantly sealing her soft lips with mine, pinning her down on the bed, and vigorously kneading her alluring black-stockinged legs, unable to tear myself away. From then on, whenever Sasha went out, she would always wear carefully chosen clothes, and as always, sexy stockings, only wearing opaque velvet pantyhose in winter. Even so, Sasha's slender, shapely legs still captivated many perverts, always attracting a high rate of attention. Seeing this, I felt extremely pleased. Memories flashed through my mind like a slideshow; those beautiful, innocent days always seem to vanish so quickly, and before I knew it, that nightmarish night had arrived. Recalling this, I trembled uncontrollably. That night, it was the school's welcome party for new students. As the president of the dance club, Sasha was stunningly beautiful. Her beautiful hair cascaded down her bare back, and a pristine white dress couldn't conceal her graceful curves. Her full, rounded breasts stood proudly, and her slender, shapely legs were subtly revealed beneath white stockings. Her delicate, fair feet were clad in pale blue high heels, concealing her delicate toes. To the accompaniment of a beautiful melody, Sasha danced a light waltz on the stage, her exquisitely beautiful body captivating all eyes. Watching from below the stage, I felt a strange sensation when I saw Misa's slender waist and snow-white, translucent shoulders being touched by her dance partner's hand—a mixture of jealousy and excitement. After the party, Misa, as usual, took a walk around the school. A gentle evening breeze caressed Misa's hair as she strolled around the expansive Liuming Lake, her delicate fragrance intoxicating. Beside me, I gazed at her alluring, luxurious body hidden beneath her dress, my groin already hard. Ignoring whether anyone was around, I slipped my hand under Misa's soft, fragrant shoulder, unhooked her sexy lace bra, and grasped her large, round breasts, kneading them with abandon. "Mmm…the wind…no…there are people here…" Misa hadn't expected me to be so audacious, assaulting her body in front of an audience. "Hehe, if someone sees, consider it a bargain for them," I blurted out abruptly, startling myself after the words left my mouth. But Sasha wasn't angry. Her beautiful cheeks flushed, and her body trembled, allowing me to fondle her as I pleased. Sasha's body was extremely sensitive; even the slightest touch was unbearable. Yet, even so, every time we made love, she maintained a ladylike reserve, her breath coming in soft gasps, but not in a lewd manner, like a pure virgin. "No... um... can't..." Sasha's face flushed crimson, her snow-white arms trying to struggle against my indecent advances, but how could she push away my strong arms? "Wind... stop... Wind, look there..." Sasha's slender fingers pointed to the stadium opposite, saying coquettishly, "We won't be seen if we're inside..." After saying this, her fair neck was already pink, and she lowered her head shyly, looking incredibly alluring. I was very excited after hearing this. Of course, I knew what Sasha meant. Before, she absolutely refused to have sex in the wild, but now, seeing the lovely pink face before me, shy and flushed with spring, it was clearly a sign that she was aroused. Without a word, I scooped up her lovely body, cupping her round, pert buttocks in my hands. I pulled her thin dress up to her waist, revealing her lace panties encased in white stockings. "Waaah...you bad guy, you've seen everything! Put me down, waaah..." Several men in the distance were already stunned. The exposure of so much of her body made Sasha blush and bury her face in my chest, frantically shaking her fists and crying out to me. I felt a surge of secret pleasure and deliberately quickened my pace, swaying my body up and down. This forced Sasha to wrap her long, jade-like legs tightly around my waist. As her high heels slipped off, her delicate, porcelain-like feet were revealed, barely clinging to the heels with her tiny toes. And so, we rushed into the gymnasium in an extremely lewd manner. Sasha lay on my chest, her two white, bouncy breasts rubbing against me, my erect penis pounding against her soft abdomen through her clothes, making her blush and let out soft moans. The gymnasium was pitch black; one would never dare to enter alone, but we, caught up in love, especially loved dim and quiet places. We could whisper sweet nothings, flirt tenderly, or engage in passionate intercourse, indulging in unrestrained pleasure. However, I was unaware that danger was gradually approaching. My mind was filled with desire. I lifted Sasha's hot, delicate body onto the ping-pong table and kissed her slightly parted lips. My right hand, through her dress, kneaded her round, firm breasts. "Mmm... be gentle..." Sasha said shyly. In the darkness, she gradually relaxed, her eyes filled with shy tenderness, her nostrils flaring slightly, her lips parted in desire. I saw it all and knew she was aroused. Sure enough, as my hand traced the silky smoothness of her slender legs, the full, swollen area tightly encased in her lace panties was already soaking wet. The already delicate panties, wet with her love juice, revealed even more clearly the pink, tender flesh inside. The smooth, fragrant love juice seeped through large sections of the white stockings, clinging tightly to the tender flesh of her inner thighs, incredibly alluring. "Mmm..." Sasha moaned softly. At this moment, I was slowly rubbing her crotch with my palm, caressing her smooth, hairless mons pubis, while gently lifting the soaked lace panties, outlining the plump contours of Sasha's alluring labia. The stockings rubbed against her crystal-clear skin, producing a seductive, sensual sound. "Mmm...ah..." Sasha lay on the pool table, her body already weak and limp from my intense teasing. Her slender waist swayed unconsciously, her pearly teeth lightly licking her cherry lips, her breath sweet as orchids, revealing her pink tongue. "Feng...I want..." Sasha looked at me with affection in her eyes, took off her high heels, and teased my tense lower body with her round and cute toes. Her delicate feet through the fine white stockings were so sexy. I couldn't resist Sasha's teasing, so I hurriedly unzipped my pants and pulled out my muscular penis. Suddenly, something dawned on me. I frantically searched all my pockets, then exclaimed in annoyance, "Oh no, I didn't bring a condom... Should we go back first?" I was about to zip up my pants when Sasha's delicate, white-stockinged feet pressed against my raging penis. Her cheeks were flushed, and she moaned ecstatically, "I'm... in my safe period... Just cum inside me..." Hearing this, I froze. In the past, I always had to use a condom with Sasha during sex, regardless of whether it was her safe or fertile period. Partly because Sasha was a bit hesitant, and partly because I respected her wishes. But today, Sasha had made an exception. How could I not be excited? "Hahaha, I love sluts like this. Let my semen fill your cunt!" A filthy, obscene remark pierced the empty, silent gymnasium, followed by several lewd laughs. "Who's there!" I snapped, my nerves on edge. The sudden turn of events startled Sasha, her ears turning bright red. She frantically straightened her skirt and hid behind me, looking completely bewildered. Just then, I saw three young men of varying heights walking towards me from the gymnasium's main entrance. Their hair was dyed in all sorts of colors, a tangled mess like a bird's nest. In the darkness, I couldn't make out their faces, but their lewd smiles sent a chill down my spine. They stopped about three meters away from me, each holding a baseball bat. The shorter one in the middle had a glint of cold light flashing at his waist—a sharp blade was tucked into his belt. I shielded Sasha behind me, warily watching the three men. "Hey chick, yes, I'm talking to you, you're Sasha, right?" The shorter, blond-haired man in the middle asked Sasha mockingly, completely ignoring my presence. Sasha's face had already lost all color, and she looked at me blankly and helplessly, unsure how to respond to the short man's words. I frowned, tossed the wallet from my pocket to the short man, and cautiously said, "I've already given you the money. Let's keep to ourselves and not fight." Hearing my words, the three men burst into laughter. The short man even kicked the wallet away, saying disdainfully, "I, Du Wu, don't even care about this kind of money!" He seemed a little impatient and waved to the two men beside him, "Hurry up and grab that girl. The boss is in a hurry." This was a premeditated kidnapping; Sasha was in danger! I secretly calculated in my mind, my expression uncertain. But before I could think any further, two tall and burly men carrying sticks slowly walked over. I shoved Sasha back and yelled at her, "Run upstairs, lock the door, and call the police immediately!" Then I lunged at the tall man, grabbing the baseball bat that was falling on his head to stop him from his next move and buy him time. Sasha was completely disoriented from my outburst. By the time she reacted, another burly man was already upon her, reaching for her fair shoulder. "Smack!" In desperation, Sasha smashed her high heel against the man's head. She then shakily slipped off her other heel and ran barefoot towards the back stairs, her feet still...Crying, he worriedly cried, "Feng, be careful!" "Chase her, catch that girl!" Du Wu's ugly face twisted in a grimace as he sneered. He watched me and the tall guy locked in a stalemate, gave a cold laugh, and chased after Sasha with another burly man. Of course, I couldn't let them succeed, but I wasn't paying attention and was ambushed by the burly man beside me, his stick striking my temple hard. "Pfft—" Due to the momentum, I staggered, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground. Half of my head was buzzing, and my vision blurred. "You're really weak." The burly man stepped over me with disdain, but I wasn't one to be bullied. I endured the excruciating pain and got up from the ground. Caught off guard, I swung my iron fist and slammed him to the ground, then kicked him several times in the head. My mind was entirely on Sasha, and I didn't care about his life or death. I rushed anxiously up the stairs. "Waaah... Help... Wind..." Sasha's cries came from the storage room on the second floor. My heart clenched; I was extremely worried about Sasha's safety. I gritted my teeth and rushed towards the storage room, only to see Sasha being roughly held in Du Wu's arms. He was disgustingly sucking on her delicate shoulders with his tongue, and his left hand was inside her dress, shamelessly ravaging her trembling breasts. "Bang!" Just as I stepped into the storage room, the burly man behind the door, who had been waiting for me, struck me hard on the back of the head with a baseball bat. I collapsed forward as if my body had fallen apart, a bloody taste filling my mouth, my vision blurring, and I was completely speechless. I didn't know my exact condition, but it was definitely bad. Sasha was stunned to see my head bleeding; she didn't even notice Du Wu's hand slipping inside her lace panties. "Feng...Feng! Don't scare me!" Sasha panicked. Seeing blood streaming from my head and me unconscious, she was completely at a loss. "Don't worry, as long as you listen to me, I'll keep your little lover safe and sound." Du Wu sneered, grabbing Sasha's slender, white arm and pulling her into his arms. "As long as you let...let Feng go, I'll do whatever you say..." Sasha's beautiful face turned deathly pale as she murmured to herself. Her nose stung, and two streams of tears flowed uncontrollably. "You could have said that earlier. Why did you have to suffer like this?" Du Wu chuckled, taking advantage of my girlfriend's distraction, and slapped her cheek hard with his hot body. "Ah—!" Sasha screamed, her delicate body collapsing to the ground. Startled by her scream, I forced my eyes open, only to see Du Wu's monstrous penis slapping Sasha's cheek. Even though I couldn't move, a surge of anger welled up inside me. "If you want to save your little lover, suck my cock until it's clean!" Du Wu said mockingly, a sense of conquest rising within him as he watched Sasha's face streaked with tears. Damn it, Sasha had never performed oral sex on me before, and now Du Wu was offering such a filthy condition! I was furious, silently praying that Sasha wouldn't comply. But reality is always cruel. Sasha endured the humiliation, closing her eyes, opening her soft, red lips, and enduring the pungent stench, slowly taking Du Wu's erect penis into her mouth. "Hehe, what a virgin. Let me teach you how to lick. First…" Du Wu grabbed Sasha's hair, thrusting his penis forcefully into her mouth, speaking smugly. Damn! My heart was bleeding as I watched Du Wu mercilessly thrust his penis deep into Sasha's throat, causing her to gag repeatedly. As his penis moved in and out, strands of fragrant saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, glistening like broken lotus roots clinging to his shaft. My vision blurred again, and in the end, I could only vaguely see Du Wu tearing Sasha's stockings at the crotch, pulling up her lace panties, his erect penis about to plunge into her wet, slippery flower valley. "Please...not here..." Sasha looked deeply distressed, resisting Du Wu's actions, seemingly feeling deeply sorry for me. But Du Wu only sneered, still resolutely pushing his penis into her petals, slowly spreading her slippery labia. "If you insist, I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!" Sasha's captivating eyes now revealed a resolute determination, her jade lips slightly pursed, her demeanor as noble as a swan, leaving Du Wu momentarily stunned. "Du Wu, we need to hurry back to the mangrove forest. The boss has a bad temper," the tall man beside him reminded him, leaning down. Du Wu's eyes gleamed, and after thinking for a moment, he surprisingly agreed to Sasha's request. Later, Sasha successfully preserved her virginity and left with the three of them, leaving behind a pool of glistening love fluid and tattered white stockings. As she left, Sasha whispered in my ear, "Feng, take good care of yourself while I'm gone..." [The End]

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