KTV has its own top-quality girls

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Generally speaking, Chinese nightclubs are like the Golden Leopard nightclubs in Taiwan, filled with beautiful women, their breasts and buttocks swaying, a feast for the eyes. However, room 301 on the third floor was different. Waiter Wang Min couldn't understand why this group of guests, having come to this paradise of beauties, weren't calling for girls. Wouldn't four men be too bored in a private room? Were they going to be gay?
On a whim, he decided to eavesdrop. Even though he'd lose his job and get beaten up if the manager found out, Wang Min was only 20 years old, with a bright future ahead of him. He figured he could always find another job. With that thought, he decided to go all in and pressed his ear against the door of the room.
"Director Zhang, about that matter I mentioned last time, how's it going? You should give me an answer, right?" a man with a southern accent said.
"Damn it, Mr. Liu, you don't know how busy Director Zhang is! You're bothering the director with such a small matter as electricity bills. Regardless of whether the director agrees or not, you'll have to drink three cups as punishment." This man's accent sounded like he was from Henan, and his speech wasn't very clear.
"Brother Qiang, I know the director's son is suffering from erectile dysfunction due to depression, right? I promise you, as soon as my wife Dora arrives, she'll make sure he gets an erection right away. I even paid for her to get a full-body beauty treatment; her skin is as smooth as silk, and every man would want to touch those big breasts. If we follow the plan, I think we can get Director Zhang's son back to health quickly, so he can get married by the end of the year, and Director Zhang will soon have a grandson. Haha!" said the man called General Manager Liu.
"Okay, you have to keep your word," a deep and helpless voice said. This must be Director Zhang!
Afterwards, they chatted about some unimportant things. Just as Wang Min was getting bored, he suddenly felt someone touch his back. Wang Min's hair stood on end. He thought, "I'm done for; the manager definitely won't let me off the hook."
But then a young woman's voice came from behind, saying, "Excuse me, which room is 301?" Wang Min turned around and saw a woman about 1.6 meters tall with bright, lively eyes and long, dyed blonde hair. Although her makeup was a bit heavy, she was still quite charming. The woman wore a pale yellow shirt paired with a denim miniskirt that was obviously too small, along with ridiculously high gold heels. Overall, she looked like the top hostess from some nightclub. He thought to himself, "No wonder they didn't call for girls; they brought them from somewhere else. They really have money to burn."
After Wang Min led the woman into room 301, the manager told him to go downstairs and deliver drinks to the guests.
Thirty minutes later, Wang Min passed by room 301 again and went to eavesdrop. He heard Taiwanese songs being sung inside, and people talking and laughing. It turned out this beautiful woman was from Fujian. No wonder her temperament was different from the other girls here. Southern girls are generally shorter, but they have a more petite and cute feel compared to northern girls.
Wang Min immediately pretended to offer to bring a towel, knocked on the door, and entered room 301. Upon entering, he only saw a man lying unconscious on the floor behind the sofa; he was barely visible unless you looked closely. Wang Min cursed inwardly, "Useless man, can't even drink, yet he comes here. He's just asking for trouble. After you finish drinking, I'll definitely have to carry him out again; another chore." Among the other three people were a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, a young man with long hair, and a high school student who looked under 18. Needless to say, he must be Director Zhang's impotent and depressed son.
Wang Min noticed that the southern woman who had just entered had a good figure, at least a 32D! Her wavy blonde hair and slender arms gave her an ethereal, fairy-like appearance—Wang Min's type. He felt a surge of desire.
While the woman from the south was singing, a young man with long hair said to her, "Dora, you really sing! Do you usually only sing for Boss Liu at night?" The woman seemed to sense a hidden meaning in his words and shyly replied, "No, this is my first time singing here. I rarely come out at night." Looking at this beautiful woman, Wang Min's lower body unconsciously hardened. He never felt this way with the other girls at the nightclub. Could this woman from the south be hiding something? Wang Min then made a crucial decision. He knew that room 302 next door was under renovation and prohibited entry, and there was a hole in the wall that wouldn't be filled until the next day. This meant he could easily spy on everything from that room.
Without thinking, Wang Min ran to the manager's office and told the manager he felt unwell and wanted to go home to rest. The manager, worried about Wang Min infecting his colleagues, reluctantly agreed to the leave. However, the nightclub's leave application process was complicated, as it was paid daily. By the time Wang Min had obtained his leave and received his pay, it was already an hour later when he finally managed to get to room 302 to spy on the whole affair.
From Wang Ming's perspective, the girl named Dora was singing a Taiwanese song he couldn't understand to the TV. She had pulled her denim miniskirt up to her chest, revealing her flat, white stomach. Her underwear had been pulled down to below her knees by Director Zhang behind her, and her vulva was directly in the eye of the impotent high school student.
Even more outrageous, Dora was wearing a red bra a size too small; it couldn't contain her large breasts at all, and she was practically holding the microphone between her breasts while singing. Her voice grew softer and softer as Director Zhang, impatient, kept pushing his son's finger into Dora's vagina.
Director Zhang casually talked to his son while roughly inserting his son's middle finger into Dora's vagina, thrusting faster and faster… About twenty minutes later, Dora must have reached orgasm; her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto the coffee table in front of the sofa, her body convulsing. At this point, no one was singing anymore, so Wang Ming could finally hear their conversation.
"Get up, Dora, you stinking cunt from Taiwan, get up and get fucked. My son isn't hard yet, so don't even think about resting. Fuck!" Director Zhang said.
"Dad, I've explained to you so many times, I really don't like girls, don't force me anymore," Director Zhang's son said.
"You unlucky kid, don't say another word. I still want to hold my grandson, so you keep fucking her. Xiaoqiang, turn this slut over and let my son see how fun this Taiwanese bitch's cunt is." After Director Zhang finished speaking, he took a greasy hot dog from the unfinished dishes on the table, smeared it with ketchup, and shoved it into Dora's cunt. "No!" Dora screamed, her face contorted with grief. "Mr. Liu just told me to show this little brother my private parts, and if that didn't work, he'd use a hot dog." Xiao Qiang grinned lewdly. "But Mr. Liu is drunk. He promised us he'd help us to the end. He even said that if he got drunk, you had to listen to us and do whatever it took to cure Director Zhang's son.
If you don't believe me, I'll go wake him up! Besides, curing the son's illness would be a good deed! You have to help." With that, he walked over to the man on the ground and kicked Mr. Liu twice in the head.
"Really? Okay then, but did he tell you he couldn't fuck my pussy? If I get pregnant, Mr. Liu will be angry! I've seen him angry before," Dora said shyly in a low voice.
At this moment, Wang Min, who had been peeping from next door, finally understood everything. It turned out this beauty was from Taiwan. No wonder she was different; she got hard instantly. No wonder there's a line in Zhang Zhenyue's song "I Love Taiwanese Girls" that goes, "I love Taiwanese girls, what is Lin Chi-ling to me?" Damn, if I ever get the chance to fuck a Taiwanese girl, I'd pay any price.
An hour later, Dora was still lying on the table, her eyes rolling back as Director Zhang thrust into her with that thick hot dog. Xiao Qiang had just used a whole bottle of ketchup as lubricant, squeezing it all into Dora's vagina.
The hot dog's thrusting splattered bright red ketchup everywhere, making Dora look even more like a pure virgin who had just been raped.
At that moment, the impotent and depressed high school student shouted, "Hmm, I want to see her getting her ass fucked and her pussy pierced by a hot dog."
Wang Min cursed under his breath, "This kid doesn't just have depression, he's mentally ill and a psychopath." Xiao Qiang was also startled, thinking that this Taiwanese girl had a lot of charm, and this time she might really cure his impotence.
Only Director Zhang was moved to tears by his son's words, and hurriedly said to his son with a sob,
"Baby, Dad is old and useless, I can't do it myself. Xiao Qiang, you fuck her ass. Also, pick up this slut and make her spread her legs wide open facing my son." A moment later, a lewd private room that normal people couldn't imagine appeared:
a man was lying unconscious on the ground, and a young woman was completely naked, being held from behind by a long-haired man, posed in the air as if she were urinating, with only a red pair of underwear hanging on her limp thighs. A large, black, dirty penis was relentlessly thrusting into her anus. A high school student in uniform was rapidly pumping a thick, ketchup-covered hot dog into her vagina, while a middle-aged man with a crew cut clapped and cheered.
The focus was on Director Zhang, who only observed whether his son's penis was erect, completely ignoring Dora's cries of pain. Whenever he felt his son wasn't more excited than before, Director Zhang would hand him pens, cucumbers, corn, and other items from the table, forcefully inserting them into Dora's vagina. Dora, who had been subjected to this for thirty minutes in the private room, rolled her eyes, gasped for breath, and moaned loudly.
Three men—old, middle-aged, and young—were excitedly having sex with the helpless beauty before them; it seemed Director Zhang's son was finally saved. But Xiao Qiang secretly groaned, because he had already ejaculated inside Dora's anus, but Director Zhang hadn't told him to stop, and he, as her subordinate, dared not stop either. Just as he was feeling dizzy and on the verge of collapse, Director Zhang's son suddenly said something that saved him.
"I want to hear her sing!" Director Zhang's son blurted out out of the blue.
So the two adults immediately sandwiched a microphone between Dora's breasts and made her use her hands to hold the microphone in place with her large breasts.
"Sing 'You'll Win If You Fight Hard,' I've never heard a Taiwanese person sing it," Director Zhang's son said. "And Xiaoqiang, you have to be in sync with my hot dog! I'll insert it once, then you insert it once, don't be too slow, understand?" "Understood!" the weak Xiaoqiang said guiltily.
Actually, no one present knew that Director Zhang's son had a really wicked idea in his mind, 'I'll find a way to fuck her until she's broken, then Dad won't dare to bother me with other women anymore, right?' Director Zhang's son secretly made up his mind.
"A moment of despair... Oh... Even if I lose hope... Soulless body, like a straw man... No, no... Don't use the microphone on me..." Dora, like a cheap prostitute in a porn film, moaned loudly as both her front and back orifices were being penetrated simultaneously, her whole body trembling.
But the kind-hearted Dora still didn't believe these men were raping her; it was all to save this poor high school student. Dora naively believed that she had to endure it to treat Mr. Liu's friend, even though her vagina was being mercilessly thrust into by a rough microphone, being sent to shameful orgasms with each cruel rhythm.
Director Zhang saw that his son's genitals were already swollen with a large bulge, and he was overjoyed, feeling that the time was ripe. So he took out a beer bottle and told his son to fuck Dora, which looked very strange. Because Dora's vagina was shallow, half of the beer bottle would stick out after insertion, making it look like it had a green tail; and since it was a freshly opened beer bottle, he wanted to pour the whole bottle of beer into Dora's vagina to complete his sadistic prank.
Suddenly, a lightning-like sensation shot through Dora's head. Dora cried out in panic, "I need to pee! I need to pee!" No one present understood what Dora was saying. Not only did no one pay attention to her, but Director Zhang, behind Dora, squeezed her large breasts even harder, shaping them into a subservient form, then pulled her pink nipples wildly in different directions, listening to Dora's sweet cries.
At this moment, no one expected that Dora would scream and spray beer, vaginal fluid, and urine all over the face of the high school student in front of her! Everyone was stunned; no one had imagined that Dora was a girl who could squirt. Dora continued to squirt for several more seconds. Even more unexpectedly, Dora's large breasts, with Director Zhang's vigorous kneading, actually gushed out white milk. Milk, urine, vaginal fluid, and beer sprayed everywhere, even Wang Min, who was peeping next door, was dumbfounded.
Seeing his son's face covered in splatter, Director Zhang flew into a rage and slapped Dora several times, yelling, "You bitch, you're worse than a prostitute! You've filthed my son! I'll beat you to death!"
After a while, Xiao Qiang quickly grabbed Director Zhang's hand and said, "Director, look at this." It turned out that Director Zhang had been so focused on hitting Dora that he hadn't noticed his son's genitals were already soaking wet and emitting a foul odor; he must have ejaculated.
"Good son, my good son!" Director Zhang cried with joy.
Xiao Qiang tossed the now-used Dora onto the sofa like trash, and he and the overjoyed Director Zhang quickly lifted their son off the sofa, leaving behind a scene of utter chaos.
...
Several hours later, I finally woke up. Our original plan was for me to pretend to be drunk so they wouldn't be embarrassed while they were with Dora, but that damn Xiao Qiang had put a strong sleeping pill in my drink, giving me a terrible headache when I woke up.
That damn energy bureau! Whenever there's a power shortage, all the companies around us are still getting power, except for us. Someone hinted that we needed to pay upfront, and we even gave them over 500,000 yuan in bribes, but they still cut off the power without hesitation.
A month later, I received a temporary notice of free electricity, stating that our company is a key national development enterprise, and that both the head office and branches would be exempt from electricity bills for three years, and would be guaranteed priority power supply during power shortages.

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