[The Story of Sister Yan: The Listening Device in the Prostitute's Bedroom]

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The Story of Sister Yan: The Blowpipe in the Prostitutes' Bedroom

By chance, I rented a house with four prostitutes. It was a two-bedroom, one-living-room house, about

120 square meters, with a fairly large living room of about 40 square meters. We shared two bedrooms; the kitchen

and bathroom were shared. I was a down-on-his-luck scholar; and I only knew how to call the four of them: Sister Yan,

Sister Rong, Sister Gong, and Sister De. I had no idea how old they were; but I could guarantee one thing: they were all

absolutely beautiful, the cream of the crop among prostitutes.

I spent my days idly in front of the computer, writing articles to make a living.

I had done very well in electronics in college, so modifying a bugging device was

a piece of cake for me. I took the opportunity of changing a light bulb and installed a

bugging connecting it in parallel to the light bulb to ensure 24-hour power. This way, I could easily gather material for their stories

!

Three women make a drama, let alone four restless prostitutes. Here's the story I overheard

about Sister Yan: The four of them always had time to get together, talk about their pasts, and then

insult each other for being slutty, followed by waves of laughter characteristic of prostitutes. "Bang!" I heard the sound of a

lighter being guessed Sister Yan's story was about to begin; I figured cigarettes always brought out a touch of melancholy.

"Sister Yan, are you going to tell us or not? Didn't we agree? Are you going to tell us today?" The voice sounded like

Sister De's; her voice was the most delicate.

"Ah De, you're the most impatient. Let me think about what to say, you little slut..." Sister Yan

chuckled.

I knew I had a chance. It seemed they were going to take turns telling their stories, and this was the first one! I secretly rejoiced that

I hadn't missed a thing!

Sister Yan continued, "Are any of you from the countryside? Judging from your looks, I know no one, so

I decided not to ask. I'm a poor girl from a small mountain village. You should know how hard life is in the mountains. I've always

wanted to leave this village, but I only went to primary school and barely know a few words. Those days were so tough

: I endured year after year. I started menstruating when I was twelve, but until I was seventeen, I

never took a bath. You can't even imagine. Later, when I was eighteen, I took a nice bath in a

secluded , changed into my new clothes, and came to Shenzhen alone." Sister Yan

paused, perhaps wiping away tears, and continued... However, things got better after that. I guess I

was pretty lucky. I ran into a situation right after arriving in Shenzhen: a regimental commander was looking for a female nanny, with a monthly salary of 2000 RMB

, plus room and board. 2000 RMB! I never dreamed I'd earn so much money! Everything

happened so suddenly and so smoothly; I was chosen. This was incredibly good news for me,

but you'd never guess what I did at the old commander's house.” At this point, Sister Yan suddenly said

, “Hey, Rong, get me a glass of water.”

Then, I heard the bed creak.

"I worked there for two years. For the first month and a half, I did nothing but eat three

large meals , and take a bath once a day. The general's wife helped me clean my vulva.

She was probably in her fifties, incredibly healthy, and very kind. At first, I felt shy, but

she said, 'Don't be shy. Women should pay attention to their hygiene, or it will be too late if you develop any diseases later.' I

was still a virgin at the time, so I didn't know much about this. It was only that night that I learned that the urethra

and vagina are two different places." At this point, I heard waves of laughter. "The general's wife said she's

a gynecologist, and much of my current knowledge comes from her. She told me that a woman's genitals should be washed every day,

and that the labia majora and minora should be spread apart to clean the labial folds; she also said to use clean water, not hot water, and definitely not to use

a hot towel, otherwise it will cause congestion in the genitals, making the vulva darken and losing its bright red, alluring appearance

; she also told me not to use towels or anything like that to clean inside the vagina, as that's the most unhygienic thing to do,

and not to spray perfume on the genitals, otherwise the scent of perfume mixed with a man's semen and my own vaginal fluid will

smell terrible, and men won't like it."

"Sister Yan, are you giving a sex education lecture? Tell us your story already, what did you do? Stop

keeping us in suspense!" Someone finally couldn't take it anymore.

Sister Yan laughed and said, "Sister Gong, you're the least hygienic one here. Be careful not to catch an STD. Don't blame me for not

warning you. I also want to tell you something: after urinating or defecating, wipe from front to back with toilet paper, don't do it backwards,

otherwise it's easy to get a vaginal infection. If you get an infection, see how you'll make a living!" Then, I seemed to hear

someone take a sip of water.

"In these two weeks, I clearly felt the changes in myself: my hair became shinier; my skin

became more elastic and smoother; more importantly, I felt more and more womanly, and more and more lonely.

Finally, one day, the general's wife asked me if I got up at night. I was very confused at the time, so I told her that I never

got up at night. I asked her what was wrong, but she just smiled and didn't answer. That night, the general's wife came, but

she also brought me a small gift—a shriveled date. Then, she took out four pairs of handcuffs and handcuffed my limbs

to the bed, making my hands and feet spread as wide as possible, so that my genitals were fully exposed to the lady

. If she were closer, I think it would be very..." I might see my hymen. However, I was terrified at the time

and didn't know what my fate would be. But from the day I arrived, I thought, "

I'll do anything for 2000 yuan a month." Then, the woman spread my labia and placed the shriveled

penis, pressed against my hymen, inside my vagina. I felt my labia close automatically, and a warm

, burning sensation spread throughout my body. My genitals were contracting and relaxing, and my body trembled involuntarily. Suddenly,

I felt the urge to urinate. The woman took out a tubing, just the right thickness to insert into my urethra, and then

inserted the other end into a chamber pot. Finally, she whispered something to me and left with a grin

."Is this your mission? That's rather novel, but what's the point?" Finally

, someone has to ask. Don't you want to ask?

Sister Yan ignored her and continued, "That night was awful. I couldn't sleep at all. That

feeling gave me a strange excitement, especially since that shriveled date would swell up. It kept swelling inside,

like something was moving, and at the same time, I felt like something was flowing out, but I

couldn't see it . I tossed and turned until 5 a.m., when the feeling in my lower body gradually became numb, or maybe because I had lost too much fluid

, my whole body was exhausted and I had no strength left. I gradually became drowsy. Just then,

my wife woke me up. I run every morning at six o'clock sharp. In my hazy state,

my wife pulled my labia open unusually wide, and I felt waves of stinging pain. Then, she used tweezers to..." The plump

dates were taken away, some white and some bloody, probably my vaginal fluid and virgin blood. Later I

heard that the old general ate them unwashed and untouched. I did this for two whole years, but

for the first half month, I didn't have any extra services, and my genitals weren't stimulated much, so

I could only insert one date, and I bled for half a month, though not much each time. For the past half month,

I had to make love with the general on the first and fifteenth of each lunar month, and the number of dates in my genitals increased to three. You might

not believe it, but the general, being a former Eighth Route Army soldier, could still last half an hour even in his seventies.

At this point, someone joked, laughing, "It's all thanks to your sister Yan!" Then everyone burst into laughter

.

Sister Yan cleared her throat and asked seriously, "Do you still want to hear it?

You guys are so naive. I don't know what's going on with you. I remember the first time I slept with him, I thought he was very gentle. I thought if I didn't have him,

maybe I wouldn't be so sexually driven, and I wouldn't have entered the sex industry. People who are high-ranking officials are

different; his penis is so big. When he first took it out, I was terrified. Luckily, he

's experienced and knows I'm a virgin, so he was extra careful. I knew I could fit a

date in my vagina, but who knew something this big could go in?"

What I heard next was a cacophony of voices, but the loudest question was, "

Just ?"

Sister Yan laughed and said, "..." In all my years in this business, I've never seen such a small penis. Perhaps it

truly is a rare find. It's not particularly long, about 16 centimeters when erect, but it's very thick

. I can't even pinch it with one hand; it must be over 20 centimeters. However, ever since he helped me open my hymen,

there's been no more obstruction to my vagina. I could even fit three dates inside. I've been doing this

for two years.

Suddenly, I heard someone inside saying, "Wet, wet, wet..."

Then the door opened, and four beautiful women came out one after another, showering in the bathhouse. After

getting ready and wearing sexy clothes, they began their business for the night.

I knew they were leaving, and I also knew that at 5 pm tomorrow, they would definitely have

another personal story to tell, but they would never know that I was eavesdropping.

Time flies, and their stories began again in anticipation. (To be continued)

This time it's Sister Rong's story. Sister Rong seems to be a very good storyteller; her opening remarks are always different. She started by saying she wanted to

ask everyone a few riddles, saying they were closely related to the plot.

Sister Rong asked, "A naked woman running in the rain, what's the idiom?"

After that, I couldn't hear anything except the sound of the bed creaking.

Sister Rong said, "Let me tell you, it's 'a rumor without foundation'; then I'll give you another one, '

Wang Zhaojun leaving the border,' what's the idiom for that too? How about that, you don't know it again? Let me tell you, remember it, it's

'adapting to local conditions' (clitoris), meaning putting the clitoris in a foreign land; to better set the

atmosphere here, I'll tell you another one, 'What is a naked woman sitting on a rock?' It seems you can't guess

it, it's 'losing sight of the bigger picture', meaning the genitals are small, so the rock hits them!" At this point, the other

three laughed so hard they were bent over, and some even continued to jeer, "Tell us a few more dirty jokes."

Sister Rong laughed and said, "If you want to hear dirty

jokes

, there are plenty. Since you're all so enthusiastic, I'll tell you another one

. Our great leader Mao Zedong wrote a poem like this—'In the twilight, I see the sturdy pine, amidst the swirling clouds, it remains calm; a natural cave for immortals, boundless scenery at the perilous peak.'—It's said that this was a love poem Chairman Mao wrote for Jiang Qing, and the joke is in the last two lines. Use your imagination!" What exactly are "immortal cave" and "perilous peak"?

At this point, the audience was already laughing hysterically. Sister Rong continued, "Actually, coincidentally,

our beloved leader Deng Xiaoping also proposed something before—'one center, two basic points'—

which is exactly the same as Chairman Mao's idea! Didn't expect that there would be so many coincidences in our women's bodies?

"

Sister Rong continued with no small amount of pride, "Do you still want to hear more? I think you should stop now, otherwise, you

'll laugh yourselves to death." "Sister Rong, how do you know so much?" someone asked.

Sister Rong said, "That's exactly why I tell these dirty jokes. If a normal person

lived in that kind of environment all day, wouldn't they go crazy? The place I worked was a huge dye vat. I was a

textile worker in a state-owned textile factory. In that environment, I don't know why, everyone seemed to have gone mad.

The workers there, whether married or unmarried, leaders or not, would surround you all day telling these

dirty jokes. And what was most infuriating was that every time there was a scrap of cloth, they would always ask, 'Is this enough?'

And they would touch you inappropriately, groping your buttocks, grabbing your breasts, and that would satisfy them. Later,

something that made me decide to leave that hellhole. There was a young girl in our factory, only eighteen years old,

very fair-skinned, loved by everyone, but she was raped by our Party Secretary—Old Han.

Because Old Han had connections in the court, the case was ruled as insufficient evidence, and the appeal was dismissed."

"But after you left, didn't you still become a prostitute and get raped?"

"But I got the money, unlike that other job where I was just eating in anger!" Sister Rong composed herself and continued,

"How did I become a prostitute? It was all thanks to the Party. Just when I had nowhere to go,

a job came my way: I was drinking coffee that day when a man who looked like a government official walked over..."

They offered me 100,000 RMB for acting in a play, but the price I might pay was two months in jail.

I agreed without a second thought. Later, I found out that the man who slept with me was

the deputy director of a municipal public security bureau, and the person who contacted me was the director. The director had heard that the deputy director might be promoted to director, so he resorted to

this underhanded tactic. Just as I was getting the deputy director's penis hard, the Party's men arrived. So,

after my first time prostituting myself, I was still a virgin. However, that wasn't my luckiest moment. Later, the deputy director was reprimanded

and released. They said that because he was a leader, he would definitely be more self-disciplined in the future, and they

wouldn't pursue the matter this time. My prostitution case was never filed, so to this day I am a

law-abiding citizen with no criminal record. According to the women there, the usual practice for catching a prostitute is a fine of 5,000 RMB,

but if you implicate a client or prostitute, you can get 1,000 RMB less. Let me tell you a little story about catching chickens

. I heard that every time they went on an operation, they would bring their own cameras, and many of them would scratch and claw at the chickens. I also heard that

one of the women in the operation had an STD, so all the police officers ran into the bathroom.

"So, Sister Rong, do you remember who you gave your first time to?" "

Sister Rong didn't get angry or make a fuss, and continued, "There was a rich man who wanted to find a woman for his mentally challenged son to play with.

When I heard this news, I went there. Many people applied, but unfortunately, there were very few virgins. So, when I went

, the rich man agreed to hire me and gave me 100,000 RMB. However, I really didn't expect his son to be

so stupid. I originally thought that sex was a kind of human instinct, but his mentally challenged son

did . After his father told him, he put his limp penis in, and after a while, you

know what, it actually got hard. However, then his mentally challenged son said, 'Dad, I need to pee,' so his son

peed in my place and that was it. His whole lower body was dirty, and a small amount of blood came out with the urine.

At that time, I was secretly glad that I could still sell myself once, but I didn't expect what happened next to completely shatter my hopes." The

wealthy man brought in a German Shepherd, a dog almost the size of a donkey, with an unusually large penis. I don't know

what he fed it, but the dog pounced on me as soon as it saw me. At first, the wealthy man made me lie face

up the sofa, and the dog straddled me, its front paws resting on my breasts. The dog skillfully

inserted its penis into my vagina; I felt a bursting sensation. Then, its penis

thrust in and out of me three times per second. In a very short time, I lost myself, feeling as if my

soul had ceased to exist. Afterwards, I crawled like a dog.

I don't remember what I did after that, but I vaguely remember that the dog's semen was hotter than human semen. I don't know how many times I went through this process

, but when I regained consciousness, I saw a white mess on the floor, mixed with patches of

blood . I don't remember how I got home, only that for a week afterward, I had that burning sensation in my genitals,

as if the dog was still ejaculating. Also, my labia majora and minora were swollen to about the thickness of a fingertip. Even after I recovered,

I kept reminiscing about the moment the dog ejaculated, the entire glans filling me completely, that burning

sensation, that stinging pain as it pulled out—I still remember it vividly. I love that feeling of fullness, so I

became a prostitute!"

At this point, Sister Rong asked, "Are you wet yet? I guarantee you won't need me to treat you to dinner." "

Now I finally understand what they meant yesterday.

Then they all came out and went to work!

That afternoon, after hearing their stories, I couldn't resist anymore and decided to go out and find some 'wild game' too.

In Shenzhen, it's relatively easy to find someone to sleep with if you're willing. However, I'm just

a freelance writer; I don't have enough money to say things like Wang Shuo, 'I'm a rogue

, who cares?' I just want to find someone as lonely as me to sleep with, satisfying her and satisfying myself.

Tonight, I was lucky. In a small bar, I found a petite woman from the South.

Without thinking twice , I started talking to her..." We drank non-stop, and naturally ended up staying together at a hotel. The woman had drunk

too much, so she didn't react to anything I did. Because I'd been holding back for so long, I didn't

care much and had sex with her on her soft body. I don't know how many times we did it, but

I saw that her vagina could no longer hold any more semen; streams of semen flowed from between her legs. Then,

I felt tired and fell asleep holding her.

The next morning, the girl pulled away from my arms. Her movement woke me up.

Seeing asked, "Last night, did you really put that ugly thing inside me?

I'm in my fertile period! No way, you've ruined me! What if I get pregnant? I'm in school!"

"Then, I parted her genitals to examine her closely, and saw that her pubic hair looked like it had been coated with mousse, clinging tightly to her skin

.

She then got up naked to prepare for a shower. I seized the opportunity and kissed her lips, followed by another round of lovemaking.

I could feel her sweat mingling with mine. About half an hour later, the girl came to her senses,

looked at me with deep affection, and said, 'I have to go to class now. Do you have a phone? Will we keep in touch?'

I smiled, and she continued, 'Forget it, I knew you men were all the same, you take

advantage and then leave. Sigh, how did I end up with a bad man like you?' She glanced at me as she spoke, and

I frankly said, 'Actually, I also really wanted to meet you. Fate is unpredictable, but I believe

there is a connection between us.'" "

After breaking up with that girl from the South, it was already six in the morning. When I returned to my room, the

four prostitutes had already gone home and were fast asleep. Exhausted, I poured myself a cup of coffee, took

a sip to perk myself up, and sat down at my computer to write articles that could earn me a living. This kind of life had made me

lose sight of life itself!

Later, I continued to eavesdrop on Sister Gong and Sister De's stories.

Let me tell you Sister Gong's story first. Sister Gong was quite remarkable. She used to work in a government office, a typical white-collar

beauty. Her boss was an old man in his sixties, who should have been of retirement age, but

he had retired from a higher position, with deep connections, and no one dared to question him. He had a beloved son who was a womanizer..."

The young man, known as Ashe, sexually harassed all the women working at this unit. They were helpless,

given his powerful father. Many women rushed to get married, leaving only

Sister Gong unmarried in the entire organization. She became Ashe's target; being beautiful, she

suffered repeated harassment, enduring immense suffering. She changed jobs several times,

but couldn't escape Ashe's influence, and was forced into prostitution. Sister Gong's experience was

straightforward , everything unfolding naturally. I think you'll find Sister Gong's story interesting.

Once, Sister Gong made a losing proposition, something quite novel. She was undeniably beautiful and had a

great figure, so her prices were higher than others. Coupled with her Communist Party affiliation, she could earn at least 800 yuan a night

, usually with several clients. This time, her clients were a group of college

students . She initially didn't want to agree, but then she thought they were all virgins and didn't have any STDs, so she agreed. She

was essentially paid 800 yuan by eight men from the dorm. She spent the entire night with these

eight bastards, who took turns, never letting her rest. Later, she told me

they had penetrated every orifice on her body, and that was her first time trying anal sex. She initially refused, but faced with eight tiger-

like young men, she had no choice but to agree. Fortunately, she agreed; otherwise,

she wouldn't have . That night was truly awful for her. At 5 a.m., she called me to

pick her up. When I saw her, she was lying motionless, her clothes disheveled—

probably dressed by the college students—and emanating a disgusting odor. She couldn't stand up at all

. I helped her and took a taxi home. Fortunately, it was early morning, still quite dark, so I guessed the taxi

driver didn't notice that Sister Gong wasn't wearing underwear and that there was a white fluid leaking out. After getting into the taxi, I opened

Sister Gong's handbag, took out a whole roll of toilet paper, unfolded it into several layers, and then pressed it

against Sister Gong's genitals, because I was afraid of wetting the back seat of the taxi.

I finally made it home, but Sister Gong was completely numb. Luckily, her other sisters weren't home,

otherwise, this would have become a laughing stock. I laid her on the sofa so that the semen inside her

could drain out smoothly. I threw away the already soaked toilet paper, found a small bowl, and pressed it against her genitals

for a long time, extracting half a bowl of semen. Then, I carried her into the bathtub and washed her vulva,

following Sister Yan's instructions. Afterwards, I found a clean pair of underwear for her to wear and carried her back to her bed to sleep.

While I was dealing with these things, Sister Gong's other sisters hadn't returned yet; perhaps business was good.

Throughout the entire process, Sister Gong only gasped for breath and showed no reaction. I stored that half bowl of semen in the refrigerator

for future use, actually just to use it to annoy Sister Gong!

But don't worry, Sister Gong will be able to serve customers again in three days. Perhaps you've even been served by her?

Below is Sister De's story. Although age is a big taboo for prostitutes, I still know that Sister De is the youngest

, probably only eighteen or nineteen. Sister De is like girls these days, always carefree and rebellious,

never taking her parents' words seriously. She spends her days drinking and clubbing with a bunch of friends. One

time, she was drugged and raped by a Hong Kong and Taiwanese boss. When our lovely Sister De woke up,

she found herself naked, with patches of blood on her vulva. Her labia were turned outwards, red and swollen,

the tender red flesh inside her vagina filling it completely. What was most infuriating was that the damned Hong Kong and Taiwanese boss

's semen was still seeping out of her vagina. However, what Sister De did next surprised me.

She quickly calmed down and appeased the arrogant and wealthy man, saying, "I'm out of toilet paper and

need to take care of some things girls need to do. We'll meet here tonight." Surprisingly, the rich businessman was so foolish as

to believe her!

Meanwhile, Sister De used that half-day to get a urine test at the hospital, which confirmed the presence of a drug that could induce unconsciousness

; she also had a semen DNA test. Based on these two pieces of evidence, even without any

certification , she could be sentenced in mainland China. More importantly, Sister De was under sixteen, and rape

in China is punishable by death. Afterwards, Sister De went to the hotel and found the businessman, telling him, "This

is rape. Although you didn't use violence, you used other methods. Besides, I'm underage, so

the worst is be executed. However, I'm not the kind of person who harms others without benefiting myself. So, if you transfer

$150,000 to this account, this matter will be over. Otherwise, see you in court!" Sister De's argument, combining persuasion and force, was both

reasonable and well-founded, and it did indeed make this Hong Kong businessman, who had been in the business world for many years, somewhat ashamed!

The Hong Kong businessman, feigning composure, said, "What evidence do you have to prove that I raped you, and not that you were

prostituting yourself to me? Don't try to fool me. Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I knew you wouldn't admit it until you're faced with a real problem," Sister De said with a smile. "Look for yourself, this is my

lab report. Of course, it's just a photocopy; I don't carry the real one with me. I think this evidence is enough to

bring you down."

"Are you a gold or silver cunt? So expensive!"

"If you want to buy it, I won't sell; I know it's not worth much. This money isn't for buying my

cunt, but for your life or ten years of freedom. Sorry, I've changed my mind; I want 200,000

US dollars."

And so, our Sister De successfully swindled 200,000 US dollars from the wealthy businessman. The lure of such a large sum of money

finally led Sister De down the path of prostitution. She's only eighteen or nineteen years old now; she has a long road ahead of her! Who knows what

tomorrow will bring?

Of these four prostitutes, Sister De is the most vain. She often says that if she loses another 1.5 pounds, she

'll have the perfect figure. She's been working hard. Every day, after a long night's work, she'd get home and

run on the treadmill for half an hour. Her figure is undeniably amazing, but no matter how hard she tried, she always seemed to

be 1.5 pounds short of the ideal weight. Later, she realized that swallowing 10 to 15 mouthfuls of semen every day made it

impossible for her to lose weight. So, to this day, I think she's still 1.5 pounds short, right?

Sister Yan and I are best friends. She has another dream: to work hard and earn enough money, hoping that one day she can...

She wanted to reform herself. She didn't hope her future husband would love her, or even want a husband at all.

But for some reason, she didn't trust banks and entrusted me with her hard-earned 500,000 RMB

. I knew Sister Yan's temper; she often clashed with her clients, so she was frequently covered in bruises. I

knew that if a client was drunk, Sister Yan might suffer. Considering many factors, I bought her

a life insurance policy, with her parents as beneficiaries.

But then, tragedy struck. Sister Yan encountered an undercover officer while prostituting herself. The problem wasn't that she was sent to

a labor camp ; rather, the undercover officer pulled out a gun and shot her dead. The details seemed to be this: Sister Yan

had sex with an undercover officer for about an hour, trying various positions, all in a

park. Afterward, Sister Yan earnestly asked him for money, and the undercover officer pulled out a Type 54 pistol. Sister Yan

had never seen a real gun before, so she didn't realize its power and thought it was a fake to scare her. Sister Yan bravely stepped forward and

said, "What's so great about being a policeman? Does being a policeman mean you don't have to pay for prostitutes?" The plainclothes officer was furious.

With a "bang," Sister Yan fell forever in a pool of blood.

Later, I handled Sister Yan's funeral arrangements.

Then came the good news from Sister Rong: she was in love! This was, of course, great news for us

. Although prostitutes aren't exactly good women, finding a good partner is every woman's dream! Later,

we held a party to celebrate.

For safety's sake, I investigated the guy: a senior in college, a former

student council president, and a member of the Communist Party. I really didn't understand why such an outstanding college student would want a prostitute.

Later events confirmed my premonition: the guy swindled all of Sister Rong's money. Sister Rong was completely devastated

by this blow. It seemed she would spend the rest of her life in a mental hospital. However, because she couldn't pay

the exorbitant medical bills, Sister Rong eventually died quietly on the street one day!

I never saw Sister Gong and Sister De again, but because of Sister Yan and Sister Rong's extraordinary circumstances, I learned

their names: one was named Luo Yan, and the other Chen Rong.

And I remain a down-on-my-luck scholar to this day! (To be continued)

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