Witnessing rape

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In 2008, my parents in the countryside helped pay off a 200,000 yuan loan, and I finally had a small apartment in Wuhan. I also bought a used car, making it easier to get to Xiaojie's school.
We decided to get married after Xiaojie graduated and found a job.
Because of my promise and the house and car, Xiaojie stopped contacting other people. She said she wanted to be a good wife and mother, only good to me.
In 2010, Xiaojie was about to graduate, and she worked hard to find a job.
Because my parents were from the countryside, I couldn't help much, so I felt guilty towards her. She always comforted me, saying that things would work out and I should keep hopeful! The good news was that in June, just before graduation, she found an internship as an assistant teller at a private bank (I won't say which bank). The bank manager admired her and promised that if she performed well during her internship, she could stay on with an annual salary of 110,000 yuan. However, there were three people vying for the position.
Xiaojie was competing with a girl who graduated from Peking University and a boy who had returned from overseas, who seemed to have a clear advantage.
Xiaojie works diligently every day, afraid of making any mistakes and being laid off. Adding to her woes, her mother was suddenly diagnosed with a chronic illness, and the family desperately needs her to earn money. Meanwhile, I was by her side complaining about how high the mortgage was.
Fortunately, the bank manager liked my girlfriend and always called her to his office to report on her work, saying that hiring wasn't based on the school's reputation, but on individual ability.
My girlfriend told me in casual conversation that the manager was a very fat man, weighing over 180 pounds but only 1.7 meters tall, with two lewd eyes on his large head always staring at my girlfriend's work stockings under her uniform.
But my girlfriend said that was only natural, after all, the manager was over 50 years old, and such a high-ranking leader would be concerned about personal conduct.
So I relaxed and focused on preparing for our wedding, planning to get married in October on National Day.
The first time I witnessed Xiaojie being raped was during a bank training session at a training center in the suburbs. More than ten people from their branch went. After the day's training, everyone returned to the hotel where the training center was located to rest.
Because I specifically instructed her to bring a light blue Japanese school uniform and a pair of flat sneakers,
my girlfriend video-chatted with me on her laptop, constantly striking seductive poses and acting like an innocent schoolgirl. She
used her legs, encased in white stockings, to tempt me, speaking a few words of Japanese I couldn't understand, hehe.
Then at 9:30, I was going to take a shower, and my girlfriend said goodbye.
When I came back after showering, I found the video call hadn't ended. My girlfriend seemed to be watching some variety show, laughing the whole time, so I started to enjoy watching my girlfriend's private life.
Suddenly, it sounded like someone was ringing the doorbell. My girlfriend asked,
"Who is it?"
There was no answer from outside.
Thinking it was some colleague playing a prank, my girlfriend put on her hotel pajamas to cover her school uniform.
"Wait, I'll open the door!"
she said, deciding to open the door a crack to see which girl was up to something.
The door opened, and I only saw my girlfriend pause for a moment.
"Bank Manager... what brings you here?"
"Haha, Xiaojie, provincial leaders will be coming to the training center tomorrow to interview our branch's new interns. I just got the urgent notice and came tonight to familiarize myself with the materials. May I come in?" Since his girlfriend was already wearing her hotel pajamas, she wasn't worried about being exposed. Plus, provincial leaders do have this kind of surprise inspection style, so she didn't have any doubts. "It's so late, shouldn't you be resting, Bank Manager?" "It's alright. This is crucial to whether you stay. The leaders will score you on the spot. I think it only takes half an hour!" Hearing that it only took half an hour, his girlfriend got up and let the leader sit at the desk. She brought two chairs, and the two began a mock interview. The bank manager placed two bottles of mineral water on the table.
"I'll ask a lot of questions, drink more water, don't hurt your throat." His girlfriend took a bottle of mineral water from beside her, opened it, and took a big gulp, smiling as she said, "Thank you, Bank Manager!" The bank manager really did have a lot of questions, and his girlfriend answered many, drinking most of the water.
Gradually, my girlfriend showed signs of fatigue.
"Manager, I'm a little sleepy."
"If you're sleepy, drink some water to wake yourself up."
"Yes!"
In the end, my girlfriend slumped over the desk, motionless.
Damn it, I understood everything in front of the screen. To continue verifying, I patiently watched on.
"Xiao Jie! Xiao Jie!"
Seeing that my girlfriend didn't react, the manager carried her to the bed. When he took off Xiao Jie's pajamas, he cursed, "Damn, she's so horny inside!" At this point, I should have picked up my phone and called the police, but the strong psychological stimulation made me unable to press the dial button after pressing a few numbers.
My penis was as hard as a rock. Wasn't this the cuckolding scene I had been looking forward to? "Let's see how things develop!" I said to myself.
The manager first lay on top of my girlfriend, feeling her body in her sexy schoolgirl outfit, and then smacked his lips on her vulva.
I decided to take screenshots as evidence to settle scores with the bank manager later. When I opened the screenshot software on my laptop, I saw that the manager had already handcuffed my girlfriend's hands with leather handcuffs he carried with him, pushed her light blue schoolgirl outfit up to her chest, thrown away her bra, cut holes all over her white pantyhose with scissors, and even cut a small hole in front of her vagina. Her pleated skirt was also thrown on the ground, and my girlfriend's legs were tied together with a belt.
Since the desk was next to the bed, I could see it clearly. Sitting in front of the computer, stroking my penis with my right hand, I watched this arousing scene intently.
The manager took off his clothes, knelt down on my girlfriend's face, rested her head on the pillow, and inserted his penis into her mouth.
After a few thrusts, when he pulled out, his penis was wet.
Only then did I see what the manager's penis looked like. Because he was so fat, his penis was completely sunken into his flesh, probably only about 6 cm long, and he hadn't been circumcised.
God knows what kind of filth he had obtained from other sluts was hidden there.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but lose my virginity, my semen spraying all over the screen.
Maybe the drug's effect was too short-lived! My girlfriend suddenly woke up, saw everything in front of her, and screamed, "Help..." The bank manager covered her mouth, then used his smelly socks to muffle her screams. The socks were gray, and I could see from the screen that some parts were yellowish, indicating they hadn't been washed in a long time.
My girlfriend cried through her nose, large tears clearly visible on her cheeks. I instantly felt sympathy and picked up my phone again, but seeing the bank manager's obese body, greasy hair, and his domineering position over my girlfriend's youthful and lovely body, I felt an indescribable sense of humiliation and excitement.
"Fiancée being sexually abused by bank manager livestream"
—that was the thought in my mind at that moment, and I couldn't help but masturbate again.
Looking at the screen again, my girlfriend kept swaying her body, but she couldn't resist the bank manager starting to defile her bound feet.
Because his girlfriend was wearing stockings inside her AF1 sneakers, and it was summer, there was a sour smell. The bank manager stuck out his tongue and licked the soles of his girlfriend's feet. His girlfriend's toes were so itchy that she clenched them all.
The bank manager then took my girlfriend's forefoot into his mouth with his gaping maw, clearly satisfied. I heard him say, "I've been wanting to play with these stinky feet for ages."
He rubbed his penis against her feet, even trying to perform footjob, but she wouldn't cooperate, so he seemed less than pleased.
He abandoned the idea and started kissing her from her calves to her thighs.
My girlfriend was still whimpering.
But he didn't attack her vagina. He knelt beside her, his left hand pinching her left breast, his mouth biting her right breast, and his right middle finger moving in and out of her vagina. Because her legs were tied together, she could only move them, but she couldn't get rid of that hateful finger.
I slowly masturbated, enjoying it.
After a while, the bank manager probably thought it was time for the real thing. He untied my girlfriend's bound legs and tried to have sex with her from the front. My girlfriend resisted desperately, her legs refusing to give in.
The bank manager, enraged, grabbed his girlfriend by the neck with his left hand and slapped her hard across the face with his right. Then, brandishing scissors, he threatened viciously, "If you don't comply, I'll scribble your face!" Blood trickled from Xiaojie's mouth. Afraid of further violence, she immediately stopped resisting, spreading her legs wide.
The manager used a pillow to elevate Xiaojie's buttocks, smeared saliva on his penis, and thrust his hips forward, his genitals intertwining tightly with my girlfriend's.
Because the manager was so fat, I couldn't see the details of their intercourse clearly. I only saw him on top of my girlfriend, and I could hear his heavy breathing. My girlfriend's head was turned to the other side, towards the laptop, her swollen cheeks, eyes tightly closed, brows furrowed, blinking occasionally, tears sliding down her cheeks, clearly wetting the pillow.
At that moment, my emotions were utterly agonizing; I could only silently savor what was happening before my eyes.
After two minutes, the bank manager quickened his pace, his breathing becoming heavier. He then used a nine-shallow-one-deep technique. I only saw my girlfriend's legs sliding on the sheets, her hands clenched into fists.
With a sigh, his
buttocks stopped moving.
"Ahhh,"
it seemed he ejaculated inside her. This man had completely conquered my fiancée; he lasted a full minute. My
girlfriend frowned. I suddenly remembered that it was her fertile period. What if she was pregnant? "I can't control it now. She'll have to take birth control pills from now on!" I told myself.
After finishing, the bank manager got up, lit a cigarette, and silently watched my girlfriend's semen slowly flow from her vagina.
He pondered for a moment, then whispered something in my girlfriend's ear. I didn't hear the details clearly, only something like,
"Internship... quota..."
My girlfriend paused for three seconds, then nodded slightly.
I didn't know what was happening at the time.
The bank manager untied my girlfriend's hands and threw away the sock that was stuffed in her mouth.
After regaining her freedom, my girlfriend curled up under the bed, trembling as she asked, "Is what you said true?" The bank manager nodded, his penis hardening again.
Then, surprisingly, she lay down on the bed, and he once again straddled her soft, cotton-like body.
What happened next was unexpected. She forced a smile, wrapped her long, white legs around his, and hugged his back. With his thrusts, her buttocks moved in rhythm.
What was going on? Before I could think further, the bank manager whispered something in her ear. She froze for a moment, then shook her head violently.
"Do you still want this position?"
she asked, staring blankly at him, managing to utter, "Husband..." The bank manager seemed excited, his obese body heaving even more.
He had seen me before and knew we were getting married, so now, having sex with someone else's fiancée, he felt a lustful thrill.
"Husband...husband..."
With the bank manager's repeated thrusts, Xiao Jie, her face flushed, was clearly experiencing the humiliating pleasure of betraying her fiancé and being coerced. She began to moan, "Husband...husband...fuck me faster!" The bank manager thrust harder and harder, changing positions several times—rear-entry, side-lying—and the two even went into the bathroom for a while. I couldn't see or hear anything then, only watch anxiously.
Fortunately, they came out quickly and moved to the French windows to continue their lovemaking.
Many buildings outside still had lights on; if someone were observant, they would have seen two naked people making love.
I could only see my girlfriend turning back to kiss the bank manager passionately.
When he finally ejaculated, my girlfriend was sitting on top of the bank manager, who lay on the bed, watching her work with glee. What a sense of accomplishment it must have been to see someone else's fiancée be so wanton! The bank manager and his girlfriend reached orgasm simultaneously. His girlfriend lay exhausted on the bed, motionless, letting the semen overflow. Her pink labia were visibly swollen.
They talked about work, and after a 10-minute break, the manager asked his girlfriend to give him oral sex, which she readily agreed to. At the moment of ejaculation, she swallowed all the semen.
"Let's go to sleep!"
"Okay."
Hearing their conversation, I quickly turned off the video. I was afraid my girlfriend would find out I knew about her affair and leave me. I also knew she desperately needed this job.
Anyway, I had evidence, so what was there to be afraid of? I reassured myself.
During my internship, I kept a close eye on my girlfriend, checking up on her every day, and the manager never found another opportunity.
In September, Xiaojie stayed at the bank with high marks.
Everyone was talking about it, wondering why other top students hadn't been selected.
"There must be connections,"
I heard someone say.
Heh, didn't they see my bright green hat? Heh heh.

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