Season 2: Qinghe Fish Restaurant (Chapter 6)

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Author: Xiao Qinghe
Published on sis001 on 2015-09-17
First published: Yes
Chapter Six: The Dark Night of the Junkyard
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I. The Sleeve Arrow Hero
I glanced at the five gangsters, each wielding a baton, all around twenty years old.
They were all quite tall but very thin, dressed in "exo" style clothes and sporting "punk" hairstyles. They looked
like thugs and gangsters, and their androgynous appearance made them look like Brother Chun (a famous Chinese comedian). The five thugs also
looked at me. Seeing that I was holding a long wooden stick, and more importantly, seeing my face painted bloody, their eyes
showed fear, and none of them dared to rush at me first.
We faced off for a while in the cool night breeze, but the five gangsters still didn't make a move. I couldn't help but
get a little impatient, so I changed my voice and called out first.
"Hehehe, stop standing there thinking. I threw the brick. I'm just looking for a fight. Aren't you
all gangsters? Hurry up and make a move, or it'll be dawn soon."
"Damn, you know what we are, and you still dare to pick a fight? Are you fucking crazy?"
"Hey, you're right, I'm sure I'm crazy, but my illness is too wicked, even if you have medicine, you can't cure it!"
Having been provoked to this extent, it would be a disgrace to the gangsters if I didn't make a move. It must be
the leader of these five gangsters, the one with the explosive "emo" hairstyle who looks most like Brother Chun, who swung his baton and charged at
me first.
This "Brother Chun" looked scared and unsteady on his feet. He jumped in front of me and viciously swung his bat down, using
all his strength but completely missing his target. I lightly jumped to the side, dodging the falling baton. This "
Brother Chun" had used too much force and stumbled forward. Taking advantage of the sideways movement, I swung the mop handle horizontally and struck the
kid in the buttocks. I aimed for his bottom, putting all my strength into the blow. As "
Brother Chun" stumbled forward, he let out a scream as if he'd been hit in the butt, and fell face-first to the ground.
The baton in his hand rolled a long way with a clatter, and he lay there, unable to get up
. Actually, the fall was much harder than the blow.
At this moment, a "yellow-haired" guy and a "blue-haired" guy, wielding batons, rushed towards me from the side. Perhaps they had
just watched "The Assassin," as they used a sneak attack tactic, one on each side flanking me,
both batons coming at me simultaneously. I ducked to avoid the baton in "Yellow Hair's" hand, then used my mop handle
to parry "Blue Hair's" baton. Using the rebound from the impact,
I swung the mop handle sharply to my left, landing a solid blow on "Yellow Hair's" head. A
cork mop handle is really unsuitable for fighting. "Yellow Hair" let out a howl of pain, clutching his head
and collapsing to the ground. The mop handle snapped in two with a crack. Seeing my stick break, "Blue Hair"
called to the other two boys and swung his baton horizontally at my head. I ducked to avoid "Blue Hair's"
sweeping attack, and seeing "Yellow Hair" drop his baton, I used my bent-over position to reach out and
pick it up with my right hand. Before I knew it, the other two guys had rushed over, their batons slamming into my back simultaneously. I had no choice but
to dodge the batons with all my might, but I couldn't pick them up from the ground.
"Alright, you guys are nothing, I wouldn't even bother fighting you. I'm not going to waste my breath on you. I've got
four 'pen-sleeve darts' in my pocket. I've only ever experimented on mice before, but today I'll test them on you guys and see
what they do on people."
Using the momentum from my forward lunge, I quickly ran forward about ten meters, pulled out two "pen-sleeve
darts" with my right hand, and yanked off the safety caps with my left. The two thugs who had pounced on me from behind chased after me, swinging their batons.
I bent over, twisted my body, and extended my right hand, holding two sleeve darts, from under my left ribs. I first
fired a bolt at the thigh of the thug in front, then immediately pressed the other
"pen-shaped sleeve dart" and fired another bolt at the thigh of the thug behind me.
"Ah—" "Mommy—" Two screams rang out in quick succession. The two thugs, each struck in the leg by
a bolt, dropped their batons and rolled on the ground, clutching their legs in pain.
"Damn it…" The "blue-haired" guy hadn't even seen what was happening when he was the only one left standing. He
screamed, paused for a moment, then abandoned his accomplices and ran towards the van.
I picked up a baton and gave chase. Seeing that it was too late to escape in the van, the "blue-haired" guy stopped abruptly and ran
across the street. I pulled out a "pen-shaped hidden arrow," quickly removed the safety cap, aimed at the
kid's groin, and pressed the ball bearing to fire a bolt.
Sigh, it seems my skill with hidden weapons is inferior to even the legendary swordsman Feng Yuan, let alone the White-Browed Swordsman. This time, the target
was running away, and I missed completely from three or four meters away. Luckily, the "blue-haired" guy was startled, sensing something being
thrown at him, and instinctively stopped and twisted to dodge. I seized the opportunity to pull out my last "pen-shaped hidden arrow,"
quickly removed the safety cap, aimed at the kid's groin again, and pressed the ball bearing
to fire another bolt. The unlucky "blue-haired" guy stopped; this last arrow finally didn't miss
, but instead of hitting the kid's groin, it struck his buttocks. The kid let out a howl of pain,
dropped his baton, clutched his buttocks, and collapsed to the ground.
Li Sibiao was still stuffed in a sack on the van. After taking down five thugs, I rushed
to the van, dragged the sack containing Li Sibiao out, untied it, and released him. Just
then, Park San-na came running, panting heavily. She was stunned by the scene before her, but thankfully, seeing that
the person crawling out of the sack was her husband, she quickly covered her mouth to stifle a scream.
"Brother Bai, are you at the station? Come quick! We've been attacked!
West of the gate of 'Jiayuan New Village'! Hurry, bring more men! The guy who attacked us looks like a Ming Dynasty imperial guard,
he's fucking awesome..."
Voices came from not far to the east. Startled, I turned around and saw
"Brother Chun," the first guy I'd knocked down, staggering eastward with his phone in hand. Based on my past experience in the underworld, I
knew all too well that when a gangster gets beaten up, especially in mainland China, their first reaction is to call the police.
"Damn it!" I instinctively touched my face, remembering that my face was smeared with Park San-na's lipstick. These five
thugs probably didn't recognize me, and I felt a little relieved. I glanced at Li Si-biao and Park
San-na; the couple was completely terrified. Before I could ask Li Si-biao why he'd been kidnapped, I slapped
both Li Si-biao and Park San-na twice, forcibly bringing them back to their senses.
"Fourth Brother, Third Sister, you two hurry home, grab the money, get in the car, and head out to hide
. Ideally, go somewhere else tonight. We'll discuss the details later. Remember, don't call the police. These people have powerful backers; we don't know who's
protecting them. Calling the police might make things worse. Once you've found a safe place, give me a
call and tell me what happened and what to do next. We'll discuss it then."
Park San-na nodded to me, then helped Li Si-biao into "Jiayuan New Village." Watching the couple
enter the complex, I thought for a moment, then threw away four empty "pen-shaped darts," took a long detour, and
slipped back home under the cover of night.
I only slept for a little over two hours after getting home. I got up as soon as it was light, rode my bicycle to the morning market
to buy fish, and delivered it to Qinghe Fish Restaurant. After returning home, I took a shower and lay in bed. I took out my
phone to call Park San-na, but her phone was off. Thinking it was probably too early,
I sent her a text message asking her to call me as soon as she turned it on, then went back to bed and slept
.
I slept until noon, then checked my phone. There were no missed calls. I
called Park San-na, but her phone was still off. I started to worry, so I
got dressed and went to Qinghe Fish Restaurant. Ma Wen, Ma Li, and I prepared various river fish dishes. I called Park San-
na several times, but her phone was still off.
In the evening, Lao Fu organized a large gathering of laid-off workers at the "Qinghe Fish Restaurant" for a reunion dinner. Since
the purpose was also to help promote my business and build my reputation, my mentor, Qian Dana, naturally came as well.
After the group of workers finished eating and drinking, they all went to Lao Fu's house to chat and play cards. I took a few moments to call Pu Sanna several times, but her phone
was still switched off and I couldn't get through. I was busy until 11 PM, and Ma Wen still told me to go home and rest. After leaving the fish restaurant
and returning home, I called Pu Sanna several more times, but her phone was still switched off and I couldn't get through.
"Oh dear, this is bad. While it's not necessarily true that the couple is in trouble, it's very likely
they are. If they've been kidnapped by the gangsters, I'll definitely be exposed. If I were alone, I
wouldn't be afraid, but now I'm running my business honestly, and I have Ma Wen and Ma Li to deal with. The key
is that I've run into this gang again, and I have no idea which group they're with. I don't even know who to contact beforehand
. It's like they're in the shadows while I'm in the open; the most dangerous enemy is the one you can't see. If this gang
knows I beat up their accomplices and sets fire to the fish restaurant in the middle of the night, I'll be in serious trouble." All my efforts
were wasted in an instant.
Oh dear, this trouble was all because of those strange dreams that foresee the future. I said, "Sister Xiaoqian,
it's great that you can let me dream about the future in advance, but why don't you let me dream about the lottery numbers for five million in advance
? I don't know exactly when I'll have these dreams about the future, or if I can only dream
about things that are about to happen ten minutes in advance. The first three dreams were good, but the fourth one was bad. I said,
'Sister Xiaoqian, you're really messing with me…'"
I pondered this for a while, then realized that I had no choice but to continue my work as a "nighttime undercover detective
." I got out of bed, put on my night clothes, found a few hidden weapons, and slipped out of the house, once again
infiltrating "Jiayuan New Village."
I scaled the wall and jumped into the "Jiayuan New Village" residential complex, intending to check on Park San-na's house first. However, before I even
reached her house, I saw my South Korean senior, Jeon Hye-mi,
walking towards me in a rather strange manner, wearing a black stockings and short skirt. Behind her was a tall, thin man in a black suit.
Being a "nighttime undercover detective," I didn't want my Hye-mi to see me, so I quickly
hid behind a nearby trash can. As Jeon Hye-mi and the tall, thin man approached, I, who had been hiding behind the trash can, peeked out.
Since I had never seen Jeon Hye-mi's husband before, I assumed the tall, thin man behind her
was him. Suddenly, a jolt went through me
, and I realized that my beautiful senior from South Korea, Jeon Hye-mi, seemed to be
engaging in SM training outdoors in the middle of the night with a tall, thin man in a black suit following behind her. A faint buzzing sound was coming from under her skirt,
very much like the sound of a vibrating egg.
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II. Black Stocking Bondage on the Stairs
Jeon Hye-mi and the tall, thin man in a black suit following behind her
walked past the trash can where I was hiding, heading straight towards the south side of "Jiayuan New Village." I never expected to unexpectedly stumble upon this. My
beautiful senior from Seoul, Jeon Hye-mi, was actually engaging in outdoor
training with a man in a black suit in the middle of the night! I was naturally shocked beyond belief, and involuntarily crouched down and followed, staring
wide-eyed at the man in the black suit.
The tall, thin man in the black suit was over 1.85 meters tall, with a slender build and
long legs. He had a "back ponytail" hairstyle, with a
long strand of hair hanging down one side of his face, and wore black-rimmed glasses. He was actually wearing
a black casual leather suit, consisting of a long black leather blazer and black
skinny leather trousers, which further emphasized his long legs. Because his long hair covered half his face...
Wearing black-rimmed glasses, I tried to get as close as possible by moving to the side, but the dim light prevented me from seeing
his face clearly. I could only roughly make out that he was very handsome, and seemed to be the kind of artistic type. I could also guess his age
; he was probably around thirty.
While secretly following him, I tried my best to observe this artistic man. Quan Huimei and this artistic
man then arrived at the south gate of the "Jiayuan New Village" residential complex. To the
south of "Jiayuan New Village," separated only by a wall, was the unfinished second phase of the complex.
Because "Jiayuan New Village" was built against a backdrop of a century-old forest, the environment was excellent, and the houses sold very well.
However, the second phase, which began construction immediately to the south, lacked any usable attractions, and pre-sales were
poor. The developer felt that even if it was completed, not many houses would be sold, and construction on the second phase was indefinitely halted after it was more than halfway finished
. The large space was left idle, so someone rented it and opened a used car market, but
it failed in less than a year and is now essentially a junkyard.
In China, junkyards are frequently stolen, and the security measures outside the junkyard are very strict,
making it difficult to enter from the outside. However, it might be a management oversight, because the completed Phase I and the unfinished Phase II
are separated only by a wall. Phase I has a south gate connecting to Phase II, which is a magnetic card gate. Since no one lives in the south courtyard,
there are no security guards. Therefore, for residents of "Jiayuan Xincun," entering the
junkyard on the south side of the community is very easy; they can simply swipe their magnetic cards to open the south gate.
Quan Huimei and the handsome artsy man walked to the south gate. I didn't see who took out the magnetic card and swiped it to open the pedestrian gate.
The two quickly walked over and quietly closed the gate. Although I knew perfectly well that my current situation was delicate
and I was on an important mission, and that it was best not to get involved in this unexpected scene, my sister Huimei was actually
playing SM with a long-haired, artsy guy at the junkyard in the middle of the night. I couldn't help but jump
over the wall and continue following them.
"Little slut, having your brother take you for a walk in the middle of the night, are you happy? Enjoyable?"
"Brother Liang, having you for a walk in the middle of the night and letting you train me, this little slut is very happy, very
excited, and very enjoyable."
"Hehehe, since you feel so good, come up to the stairs with your brother, let your brother have some
fun with you from up high."
Quan Huimei and the artsy guy walked deep into the junkyard. The artsy guy took out a rechargeable candle,
which emitted a soft white light when lit, and led Quan Huimei to the back of a building. This building is the
only one in the unfinished "Jiayuan New Village" Phase II complex with windows and doors. It was probably once used as
office space for a used car market, but it's long abandoned. The artsy, handsome man led Li Wei up the stairs
to the fire escape at the back of the building—a common, simple iron staircase, rusty and dilapidated from long ago.
"Liang? Liang? Liang?" I murmured to myself, crouching and tiptoeing as I followed him to the back of the building
. I felt that Quan Huimei had used the fourth tone when addressing the artsy, handsome man who had been training her, and the most likely name
was Liang-ge.
This Liang-ge led Quan Huimei up two flights of stairs, stopping at the landing on the second floor.
He placed a rechargeable candle on the outer railing, then took out another and placed it
on the inner railing. The two candles Liang-ge took out seemed to have magnetic bases; they
were immediately and securely fixed to the iron railing. The two rechargeable candles emitted
a soft, hazy white light, bright enough to illuminate a small area around us, but
barely visible to the naked eye from a distance.
"Damn, they have such high-end stuff, they're quite the ladies' man," I
muttered sourly to myself. Then I thought, "Back in college over ten years ago, I was practically the '
sex' of Jeon Hye-mi, so compared to this artsy, handsome guy, I'm practically his ex. He just found out
, so I might as well beat him up. After that, he'll only have to apologize." So I tiptoed up the stairs,
sat on the first landing, and looked up at the landing above.
At this moment, Quan Huimei, half-reclined on her back, sat on the stair bench above the platform, took off her
black high heels, and lifted her black leather mini-skirt. Underneath, she wore black open-crotch stockings and
a black thong over them. Liang Ge stood facing Quan Huimei
on the platform, ordered her to take off her thong and hand it to him, then crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into her mouth
. He then took several pairs of black stockings from his pocket and threw them onto Quan Huimei, who was half-reclined on the stairs,
seemingly intending to tie her up.
Liang Ge first took a pair of thigh-high black stockings from
Quan Huimei's body, wrapped one around her ankle several times, tied a bow, and bound her feet. He then wrapped the other
stocking around her calves several times, also tying a bow, and bound her legs. After
taking two steps back and admiring for a while, Liang Ge, whose lower body was bound by black stockings, walked in front of Quan Huimei, picked up
a pair of shorter black stockings, and ordered Quan Huimei to stretch out her hands with her wrists tightly together. He
wrapped both stockings around Quan Huimei's wrists several times, tying them into a bow to bind
her hands. After taking two steps back again and admiring for a while, Liang Ge, whose hands and legs were bound by black stockings,
took a pair of thicker, thigh-high black stockings from Quan Huimei's body, pulled her up by her clothes
, and ordered her to kneel in the middle of the stair landing. From somewhere on his body, he took out
a black silk scarf, wrapped it tightly around Quan Huimei's neck twice, tied it in a knot, and then
tied the two ends of the scarf into a bow, creating a rope loop. He took two steps back, admired
the view for a moment, then picked up a thick, long, black stocking that reached her thigh. He tied one end of the stocking to a loop made from a silk scarf
, ordered Jeon Hye-mi to kneel in the middle of the stair landing, tightened the stocking, and tied the other end to the stair railing.
On the railing, the other long black stocking, its purpose unknown, was temporarily tucked into the side pocket of her suit jacket.
Jeon Hye-mi's two calves were tightly bound together by the elastic black stockings, forcing her to kneel with her legs pressed together
on the stair landing. One end of the stocking, tied around her neck, was strapped to the stair
railing nearly half a meter above her head, forcing her to arch her upper body upwards, at least half her weight on her knees.
The stair landing was made of metal, making it extremely uncomfortable. A black silk scarf was tightly bound around her neck,
and a pair of underwear was stuffed in her mouth, making breathing difficult and increasing her pain. However, this
beautiful university teacher from Seoul seemed to enjoy this extreme masochistic experience, her face displaying
an expression of pain mixed with ecstasy.
He bound Quan Huimei with two pairs of black stockings. Liang Ge stood leaning against the railing on the outer corner of the stair landing,
seemingly satisfied with his handiwork. He lit a thin white cigarette and admired Quan
Huimei's bound position. Quan Huimei, with a pair of underwear stuffed in her mouth, couldn't speak. Looking at
Liang Ge standing before her, she made muffled noises and shook her head, not pleading for him to release her,
but more like begging him to continue torturing her. Liang
Ge slowly smoked most of his cigarette, took a deep drag, threw it onto the stair
landing, and stubbed it out with his toe. He circled Quan Huimei, who was kneeling on the landing, a few times, then suddenly
stopped behind her, bent down, and abruptly lifted her skirt.
It was only then that I realized the vibrating egg I'd heard making a faint buzzing sound from under Quan Huimei's skirt
wasn't in her vagina, but in her anus. It was a remote-controlled vibrating egg without any wires,
but instead of being directly inserted into her anus, it was inside a black stocking, the whole thing stuffed into her
anus. At this moment, Liang Ge straightened up, presumably pulling
an electric dildo from the inside pocket of his suit jacket. This dildo was also covered by a black stocking.
"Damn it, even black stocking fetishists go this far! Even vibrating eggs and dildos are inside black
stockings, this is too much..."
I muttered to myself. Then, Liang Ge bent over and stood in front of Quan Huimei's lower body,
his back facing the landing of the next step down the stairs. I sat on the first-floor landing, separated only by a flight of
stairs. By the light of two rechargeable candles, I could see Liang Ge's back more clearly, and suddenly I discovered
something even more shocking: Liang Ge was actually a woman. She
wore skinny black leather pants, the cuffs so long they covered her shoes. Bending forward and pulling up the cuffs, she
revealed a pair of black stiletto heels, the heels easily exceeding ten centimeters. Her long
, casual blazer completely covered her buttocks, only revealing her waist and buttocks when she bent forward again. Her waist was slender, her
buttocks rounded—she was not only clearly a woman, but a woman with a model-like figure.
"Damn it! I was wondering why this 'man' was so tall, had such a great figure,
and such long legs—turns out he's a model-like woman wearing incredibly high heels. Oh dear,
this 'Jiayuan New Village' looks like it's become a secluded temple; it's not 'Brother Liang' after all, but 'Brother Liang'! I was wondering
why my Huimei hadn't contacted me for days; turns out she's become a 'lala slut'! Alright, I'll keep quiet
and watch what these two beauties come up with next!"
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III. Black Stockings Ejaculating
"Little slut, did it feel good to be tied up on the stairs in this position? Hmm,
look at you, your little cunt is all wet, even your stockings are soaked. It seems like you really enjoy it! You say you
're a university professor, a psychology PhD, how can you be so shameless, tied up
on outdoor stairs, how can it excite you so much?"
This "handsome guy" stood bent over in front of Quan Huimei's lower body, holding an electric dildo that was turned on
. Before inserting the dildo into Quan Huimei's cunt, he first spoke humiliating words to her.
Just now, this "handsome guy" deliberately changed his voice, pretending to speak as a man, and I couldn't tell at all that
"he"
was actually a woman. Now, this "handsome guy" was still imitating a man's voice, but because he had entered
a state of excitement, his voice clearly revealed a woman's voice.
"Waaaaah—waaaaah—waaaaah—"
Jeon Hye-mi could only moan incoherently because her mouth was stuffed with a pair of underwear. The "handsome guy"
continued to humiliate Jeon Hye-mi, turned around, squatted face-to-face in front of her lower body, and forcefully inserted the electric dildo he was holding into her vagina, then 　　began to thrust
repeatedly and forcefully . 　　"Oh, I forgot, your mouth is still gagged! I bet you want your brother to take the panties out of your mouth 　　and make you scream like a slut on the stairs, right? Okay, then your brother will let go of your mouth and let you 　　scream loudly, to see just how despicable this usually dignified university professor really is!" 　　This "handsome guy" continued to humiliate Quan Huimei while holding an electric dildo. He used the dildo to penetrate 　　Quan Huimei's vagina for a while, clearly finding that hearing Quan Huimei's despicable response made "him" 　　even more excited and stimulated. He reached out and pulled out the panties from Quan Huimei's mouth. However, he immediately put the black 　　stockings over Quan Huimei's head and tugged at them to cover her glasses. 　　Her mouth was released, but her eyes were immediately blindfolded. Driven by a woman's instinctive fear of the dark, Jeon Hye-mi, still kneeling, 　　instinctively shrank back. However, a black silk scarf was tightly bound around her neck 　　, the other end of a long black stocking tied to the scarf and fastened to the stair railing above her head. The stocking was taut 　　, and the slightest backward pull tightened the constriction, 　　causing Jeon Hye-mi to involuntarily let out a scream. However, this intensified the pain, which ironically excited her. She gritted her teeth, suppressing another scream.

Her entire body was trembling violently, clearly on the verge of orgasm.
"Little slut, don't rush, the real show's coming. This is already making you feel so good,
you little slut, what's next is going to be even more intense!"
"Oh oh oh..." Although the panties stuffed in her mouth had been removed,
Quan Huimei's speech was still somewhat slurred from being gagged for so long. She swallowed hard, moaning and choking for a moment before finally responding to the "handsome
guy,"
"Ahhh...handsome guy...please...let me go for a moment...let me relieve myself
...I think...I think...I need to pee...let me go...please..."
"I bet you're about to pee. Your little asshole's being vibrated by the vibrating egg, and your little cunt's being penetrated by the dildo, you're about
to squirt, aren't you? Little slut, isn't what you want just to squirt with pleasure? Why do you need to pee?"
This "handsome guy" pulled the dildo out of Jeon Hye-mi's vagina, reached out and tore open
the neckline of Jeon Hye-mi's low-cut short dress. Jeon Hye-mi's upper body was bare, and a pair of D-cup white breasts immediately trembled and bounced out
, looking even more seductive under the soft white light emitted by the two rechargeable candles.
"Little slut, your breasts are so big!" Grabbing Quan Huimei's two fair and voluptuous breasts in each hand, this
"handsome guy" vigorously kneaded and twisted them, changing hand shapes back and forth. "Little slut, you're so excited you're about to climax, your breasts have gotten even
bigger, they seem bigger than mine..."
At this moment, this "handsome guy" was still imitating a man's voice, but because "he" had also become more excited
, his voice clearly carried a woman's tone. I sat on the next step of the stairs,
looking up at the scene above, and couldn't help but mutter to myself, "Damn, looks like yours isn't small either.
You'd better take off your clothes quickly, let me help you two assess who's bigger."
"Ahhh... handsome... this little slut is going to squirt... really going to squirt..." At this moment, Quan Huimei
cried out loudly, her legs tightly bound by stockings, she tried her best to spread
her thighs apart, "Ahhh... handsome... please... quickly help... help this little slut... squirt it out
... squirt it out..."
This "handsome guy" stood in front of Quan Huimei's lower body, lifted his left leg, pulled up his trouser leg, and
raised his left high heel to Quan Huimei's face, pointing the pointed toe at Quan Huimei's mouth. Upon seeing this, Quan Huimei immediately opened
her mouth, bit the toe of the black high heel with her teeth, and used her mouth to help this "handsome guy" take off his high heel
. The "handsome guy" pulled his left leg up even higher, exposing his entire left calf below the knee
. It turned out she was wearing long black stockings underneath her tight black leather pants, and they looked
like garter stockings.
"Little slut, bite down on my high heel, don't let it fall out!" he ordered Quan Huimei to bite the toe of the shoe and
hold it in his mouth. The "handsome guy" then stretched his left calf, clad in garter stockings ,
between Quan Huimei's thighs.
Because Quan Huimei's calf was tightly bound by the stockings, when he stretched his left calf
between her thighs, it was immediately clamped tightly between her thighs
.
With one hand reaching behind him to hold onto the stair railing for balance, the "handsome guy" began
thrusting his left calf, clad in black stockings, between Quan Huimei's thighs,
rubbing the upper part of his calf against her genitals.
"Ugh—ugh—ugh—"
Quan Huimei could only moan incoherently because she had a high-heeled shoe in her mouth. After being
stimulated in this very unusual way for a short while, the black high-heeled
shoe in her mouth suddenly clattered to the metal stair landing. Her whole body trembled, emitting a series of excited cries, and
a stream of urine gushed from her genitals, reaching an extreme climax. The "handsome guy's"
left calf, clad in black stockings, was completely soaked with urine.
"You little slut, biting my high heels and letting me stomp on you until you squirted, didn't that feel amazing
? How can a university professor like you be so slutty and wanton? You're nothing like a university professor
, you're even more despicable than a streetwalker in a foot massage parlor, you're shameless..."
This "handsome guy" pulled down his pants and put on his high heels, continuing to insult and humiliate Quan Huimei while untying
the black stockings binding her between the stair railing and her neck. He helped Quan Huimei stand up, untied the
black stockings binding her hands and legs, and removed the black gauze scarf around her neck, allowing her to put on
the high heels she had taken off before being tied up. He gestured for Jeon Hye-mi to stretch her limbs,
then took out a pack of cigarettes from his long black suit jacket, pulled out two, and put them in his mouth. He then took out a
small, golden lighter, lit it with a click, and lit the two cigarettes in his mouth, placing one
in Jeon Hye-mi's mouth as well.
Jeon Hye-mi and this "handsome guy" stood facing each other, back to back against the stair railing, each smoking more than half a cigarette before resting
for a moment. The "handsome guy" first threw away his cigarette, stubbed it out with his toe, and with a hiss, unzipped
the front of his leather pants, immediately revealing a large, pink dildo.
I sat on the next step of the stairs, and by the soft white light of two rechargeable candles, I strained
my eyes to look up. I discovered that the "handsome guy's" dildo, sticking out from under his leather pants, wasn't the kind you wear
, but a "double-headed snake"—one dildo at each end. The other end, not showing
, was directly inserted into her vagina.
"Damn, I was wondering why this 'handsome guy' was so excited earlier, even his male voice sounded off. Turns out,
he had a dildo in his pussy too," I muttered to myself. At that moment, Jeon
Hye-mi and the "handsome guy" embraced tightly, face to face.
The roles of the two beauties, who had just been in a master-slave relationship, had completely reversed, now adopting an
equal, lesbian stance. One end of the dildo was already inserted into the "handsome guy's" vagina—a double-headed dildo.
The other end of the dildo was inserted into Quan Huimei's vagina. The two beauties faced each other and hugged tightly, passionately
kissing and excitedly "fucking" each other.
Before I could react, the scene above me changed dramatically. I stared in disbelief and muttered to myself
, "Damn it, is this really 'Jiayuan New Village'? It's like
the ghost sisters Xiaoqian and Xiaodie in 'A Chinese Ghost Story 3' started out like this, right? But even Xiaoqian
and Xiaodie, those two female ghost beauties, didn't play this wildly!"
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IV. The Suffocating Climax of Two Beauties
"Ahhh... Sister... Fuck me... Fuck me... Use your big dick... Fuck me hard
..."
I was still trembling with excitement and thinking wildly when this beautiful "handsome guy"
suddenly changed his address for Quan Huimei to "sister". The one who had been the one inflicting the abuse and discipline suddenly became the one being fucked. She reached
behind her back, gripping the iron railing, and stood on the outside of the stair landing, legs spread in a submissive position, allowing Quan Huimei
to become the active one and begin to vigorously "fuck" her.
"Oh oh oh... Little Liang... Sister's big cock... isn't it amazing... does it feel good... do
you want Sister to use her big cock... to fuck you to death, you little slut..."
Quan Huimei changed her address from "Brother Liang" to "Little Liang," thrusting her lower body forward in front of
Little Liang, suddenly becoming the active one, forcefully and aggressively
"fucking" the Little Liang who was standing with her legs spread. She unbuttoned Little Liang's black casual leather suit jacket, tore
open the floral fashion shirt underneath, revealing that Little Liang was also wearing nothing underneath, her
two large, white breasts, roughly a D-cup, were immediately exposed.
Quan Huimei grabbed two fair and voluptuous breasts with one hand, vigorously "fucking" the
pretty girl while kneading her breasts forcefully.
"Ahhh... Sister, spare me... Sister, spare me... This little slut can't take it anymore
... I'm going to be fucked to death by you... Please, sister... spare me... spare me..."
"Ohhh... You little slut... I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death... Your cunt is so horny and wanton
... You just want my big cock... to fuck your little slutty cunt hard..."
"Ahhh... Sister... I really can't
take it anymore... This little slut's cunt... has already been fucked by my big cock... for a long time... and now you're fucking me hard... I really can't take it
... I'm about to climax... Ahhh... Please, sister... spare me... spare me..."
"Ohhh... Is that so... You little slut... you're about to climax... Then I'll
fuck you even harder... You just want me... to fuck you to climax..."
This pretty girl was obviously really about to climax, but just as she was about to reach her climax, Quan Huimei stopped
thrusting her lower body back and forth. The young woman released her grip on the iron railing and
stood close to Quan Huimei, facing her. She reached behind Quan Huimei and hugged her waist tightly. Quan Huimei also reached
behind the young woman and hugged her waist tightly. The two beauties hugged each other's
waists, their front bodies pressed together, neither making any thrusting movements, but actually pressing their lower
bodies tightly together, so that the two dildos at both ends of the double-headed dildo were deeply inserted into their
vaginas.
Quan Huimei and the young woman hugged each other for a while, fully enjoying
the feeling of each other's "dicks" being deeply inserted into their vaginas. Quan Huimei was the first to release her hands from the young woman's waist and
took out a pair of long black stockings from the side pocket of the young woman's casual suit jacket. The long black stockings
were something the young woman had deliberately left unused when she tied up Quan Huimei; she'd kept them
in the side pocket of the casual blazer she was wearing.
"Ahhh... Sister... you're almost there too... then please hurry... tighten our necks
... at the same time... let's reach our climax together..."
"Ohhh... yes... Sister's about to climax again... this is the first time we've
played outdoors since we got together... Sister's so excited..."
Quan Huimei tied a loop at each end of the stockings, creating two adjustable
nooses. She put one noose around her neck and the other around the young woman's neck
.
"Ahhh... Sister... Fuck me... Fuck me... Use your big cock... Fuck me hard
... Fuck me..."
"Ohhh... Little Beauty... Fuck sister... Fuck sister... Use your big cock too... Fuck
me hard... Fuck me..."
Two elastic black stockings with adjustable drawstrings were tied around their necks.
Quan Huimei and this Little Beauty, still tightly embracing each other, pressed their bodies together, thrusting their lower bodies repeatedly, 　　simultaneously rubbing
their nearly D-cup breasts together. 　　As their excited moans grew louder, Quan Huimei and this Little Beauty quickly reached 　　a state of intense excitement, nearing climax. At this moment, each of them stretched out a hand and grabbed 　　the black stockings connecting their necks, pulling them forcefully towards themselves. They were tightening the noose around each other's necks 　　as if they were about to commit suicide simultaneously. 　　"Damn, no way, someone's going to die..." I was sitting on the next step of the stairs when I suddenly saw 　　this scene. I instinctively wanted to stand up and rush to help, but then I immediately realized that these two beauties were playing a game of 　　asphyxiation orgasm. 　　Asphyxiation orgasm, commonly known as hanging orgasm, involves using methods like strangulation or choking to control breathing at the moment of orgasm, 　　creating a state of oxygen deprivation in the brain to stimulate and enhance sexual desire for a more intense orgasm. 　　This perverse form of orgasm is said to bring a pleasure a thousand times stronger than drug use, and it's said that during this orgasm...

For an artist, it might provide a moment of inspiration akin to that of Leonardo da Vinci.
Therefore, many people engage in this practice, but accidents are common, with a significant risk of suffocation
. In the United States, there are over 1000 dangerous cases of this type of suffocation orgasm each year.
For example, David Carradine, the American actor who played Bill in the movie *Kill Bill*,
hanged himself while doing it. In China, it's not uncommon either. For instance, media recently reported that a male PhD student at a university
strangled himself with a stocking while engaging in this type of suffocation orgasm in his dormitory.
Fortunately, both Quan Huimei and this young woman were professionals in this type
of suffocation orgasm. In their low moans, nearly suffocating and unconscious, they both reached intense orgasms, and neither managed to strangle the other
.
They untied the black stockings from each other's necks, gasped for breath, and sat on the stairwell, quickly
recovering from their near-suffocation state.
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"Oh dear, if my sister Huimei had found a male S, I could go up and fight him as his ex
, which would be perfectly justifiable. But my sister Huimei found a cheerleader, and it seems she's
acting as both S and M at the same time. Well, before I get caught, I'd better not show myself and slip away quietly. If I suddenly and stupidly
appear, my sister Huimei will be too embarrassed. I'll ask
her about this later when I have the chance. Besides, I have an important mission right now, and I really can't cause any more trouble."
While Huimei and that pretty girl were sitting on the landing of the next step, still panting heavily,
I calmed myself down, crouched low, tiptoed, and
slipped down the iron staircase.
I went down the stairs intending to leave quietly, but after walking about ten meters, I looked back and saw Quan Huimei and that
pretty girl still sitting on the second-floor landing. Driven by a complex male instinct, I couldn't
help but make an excuse for myself: it would be best to protect my sister Huimei and her pretty girl
until they left the junkyard before I left myself, since it was already late at night. Seeing a
dilapidated, wrecked car nearby, I quickly went over and hid behind it.
I crouched behind the car for about ten minutes. Then Quan Huimei and the pretty girl came down the stairs, each
holding a rechargeable candle. The pretty girl had been deliberately disguised as a man earlier; in the darkness, she was wearing
black-rimmed glasses, so I couldn't see her face clearly. Now, with the rechargeable candle
illuminating her face up close, even though she was dressed as a man, I could see her face more clearly than before
, but I still couldn't make out her true female features. However, once I could see a little more clearly,
I suddenly felt that this pretty girl looked somewhat familiar. But because I couldn't make out her true female features
, I wasn't sure if I knew her or had seen her before.
"Oh dear, am I dreaming again?" Because I suddenly felt that this pretty girl looked somewhat familiar, I
couldn't help but immediately think that I might be having another strange dream that allowed me to dream about the future. I reached out and pinched my thigh hard
, and it hurt so much that I immediately winced. But then I remembered that I had been having a series of strange
dreams about the future recently, and the scenes in the dreams were exactly the same as in reality. I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or not just by whether my thigh hurt from pinching it
.
I scratched my head and thought for a moment. "No, it's not a dream. I
haven't slept at all since I left the fish restaurant and got home tonight. I can't connect this to the fact that Park San-na and her husband were so anxious and upset that they didn't even feel like taking a nap. Since
I haven't slept, it definitely isn't a dream."
I wondered if I had another strange dream that allowed me to dream about the future. At this moment, Jeon Hye-mi and that pretty girl had already
walked far away and disappeared from sight. They had probably already left the junkyard and returned to "Jiayuan New Village".
"Hey, alright, thankfully my sister Huimei found a lesbian boyfriend.
We can ask her about this later when we have the chance!" I sighed and stood up from behind the junkyard. After calming myself down, I thought for a moment
, "Alright, let's get back to business. I haven't been to Park San-na's house yet. I'll go
check her out first. I can't get in touch with the couple, so this is the only lead I have right now."
I left the junkyard and slipped back into "Jiayuan New Village." I hid in the shadows and went to the bottom of Park San-na's building. I found
the house dark. I observed the front of the building for a while, then went around to the back of the building to shower and observe for a while. Finally,
I was disappointed and even more worried to confirm that no one was home at Park San-na's house.
I took out my phone and checked the time. It was almost 2 a.m.
I couldn't contact Li Si-biao or Park San-na. I had no leads on the couple, so I had no choice but to leave "Jiayuan New Village" and go home.
I got home, took a quick shower, and lay in bed, unable to fall asleep no matter how much I thought about it. Then I remembered
there was a Champions League match tonight, so I got out of bed and turned on my computer to watch it. I sat down and checked the time; it was
2:15 AM, exactly half an hour before the Champions League game. As a Chelsea fan, even though
Chelsea had a poor start to the season, and their Champions League opponent this round was Maccabi Tel Aviv of Israel—not a big name
or a strong team—I decided to watch Chelsea's game since I couldn't sleep.
I found the live stream link
for the match, and suddenly it dawned on me: I can now dream about the future, even predicting it ten minutes in advance. I quickly checked the time on my computer;
there were still 20 minutes until the game started. I immediately set my alarm for 11 minutes later and then
dozed off in my computer chair. I couldn't help but feel excited, thinking that if I could dream about the Chelsea game result
in time to place my bet, I could make a fortune!
I was busy at the fish restaurant for the first half of the night, and then went out for some nighttime reconnaissance in the second half.
Exhausted and sleepy, I lay down in my computer chair, closed my eyes, and fell asleep in less than two minutes. And then, I had another
strange dream—a dream about the future—but instead of the Chelsea match score, I had a terrifying and bloody nightmare
.
Time seems to stretch much longer in dreams than in reality. I had a long, terrifying, and bloody dream. I screamed and
was jolted awake by my phone alarm. I glanced at the time on my computer; there were still 8
minutes until the Chelsea football match. I had no choice but to shut down the computer, muttering with a sense of tragic irony, "Sigh, I guess I'll have to go back to
that junkyard again. As for the Chelsea match result, I'll just have to wait for someone to tell me."
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