【Fallen】(03) Author: fl7898256

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Chapter 3: A First Glimpse into Hell

The first thing to do is to extract Jing's secret from Xiaobai. Because of Jing's situation, I haven't been
able to focus on my experiments for a while. Fortunately, my progress is ahead of schedule, so my supervisor is managing to get by. Even if
a choice must be made, what could be more important than my wife? I firmly believe that Jing was coerced, and I want to help her get out of
this. Of course, I can't let her know, or life will be unbearable.

I contacted a friend in the statistics department. He's a TA (teacher
representative) for one of Xiaobai's statistics courses and has access to Xiaobai's schedule. I lied and said that Xiaobai is the child of my parents' friend, and I was asked to look after and supervise
his studies, but this brat wouldn't give me his schedule, so I asked my friend to help me check it. This
wasn't a big deal, and I quickly got his schedule. Statistics PhD students are very busy, but graduate students often have more flexible schedules. As long as they attend classes every week and complete their projects on time, they usually go home
when they don't have classes .
I checked and chose Tuesday. Xiaobai only had one class in the morning that ended at 10 AM, and
Tuesday also avoided the group meeting I had to attend.

Tuesday was the day I would act. In the morning, Jing and I left home at the same time as usual; she went to work, and I went to
the college . Although I really wanted to know what had happened to Jing, I had to endure it at this point.
Watching Jing's departing figure, I secretly vowed that no matter what awaited me, I
would do anything to save her! After arriving at the college, I went to the lab and secretly brought back a rubber hammer before rushing home. The rubber hammer head was
about the size of a teacup rim; it was used to hammer feed samples into molds without damaging the samples, and
it had a lot of weight and power when swung. After getting home, I first knocked on Xiaobai's apartment door, and after confirming that he wasn't home
, I went to the garage next to the apartment building. Each apartment building has a garage with a zippered door, which is
a good thing, but the location is rather awkward. After parking, you always have to walk a long way to get out, so
unless there's an extreme weather warning, we residents rarely use it. Some people simply use it as a storage room. I
hid at the garage entrance, watching the apartment building entrance, hoping Xiaobai would appear.

It was already 10:30, and just when I thought I wouldn't get anything today and was about to leave, Xiaobai appeared,
sauntering towards the apartment entrance. I quickly pretended to walk out of the garage and shouted to Xiaobai, "Bai,
what a coincidence! Can you help me?", waving at him as if afraid he wouldn't see me.

Xiaobai paused, and when he saw it was me, he took a step back, looking a little embarrassed. "That brat," I thought
to myself , "I'll give him a piece of my mind later." "Come help me out, I have a big box in the garage that I really can't lift
. Give me a hand, it'll only take a few minutes," I said, trying to sound relaxed. Xiao Bai hesitated for a moment, seemingly
unable to find reluctantly said to me, "Okay, Yi-ge, it'll only be a few minutes, right? Some friends
are coming over later, we can't stay too long." "Okay, it'll be quick, let's go," I turned and led the way to the garage.
I felt Xiao Bai still hesitate for a while before I heard his slow footsteps.

Entering my garage, I pointed to a large cardboard box in the corner and said to Xiao Bai, "This is it. Come help
me lift it onto the shelf above. It's full of books, incredibly heavy." I then walked to one corner of the box and made
a gesture as if to exert force.

Xiao Bai seemed relieved when he saw the box and quickly walked to my diagonal position. Just as
he squatted down, I mustered all my strength and flipped the box over onto his face. It was an empty box, completely
weightless . The impact wasn't heavy, but anyone hit in the face like that would be stunned. Xiao Bai stumbled back two steps before
regaining his balance, looking at me in confusion. "Brother Yi, this..." He turned and saw the rubber mallet in my hand sweeping horizontally towards him
. Caught off guard, the mallet struck his left biceps. The force of my resentful blow
was considerable, sending him flying horizontally and crashing into the garage wall. Xiao Bai let out a muffled groan,
rolling on the ground for a long time, not quite recovering. When he finally came to his senses and tried to get up, I struck him again from behind, hitting a
similar . This blow amplified the pain of the previous one, and Xiao Bai let out a pig-
like scream. But I didn't care. Given the time and location, the chances of encountering a stranger were practically zero.
I calmly turned around, closed the garage door, and turned on the garage overhead light, casting a dim yellow light. Xiao Bai noticed my
actions, trembling as he leaned against the wall, his right hand clutching his injured left arm, looking at me in terror.

"Yi...Brother Yi, is there some kind of misunderstanding? Huh? It must be a misunderstanding, look at us like this..."
Watching him force a smile as he tried to explain, the image of him lewdly playing with Jing that day flashed before my eyes.

"You weren't smiling like that that day," I said, my anger flaring. "What? Which day... Ouch!" I
rushed forward taking advantage of his distraction, and gripped the hammer handle tightly, slamming the hammer head into his stomach. Xiao Bai
doubled over in pain; it was a hard blow. All his groans were trapped in his throat, only hissing
sounds of gasping for air. After a few seconds, he vomited a mouthful of yellow fluid, kneeling on his hands, panting heavily.

"Brother Yi, let's talk this out. Tell me what I did wrong, I...I apologize, I...I
can't take it , please don't hit me...please don't hit me..." Xiao Bai couldn't even lift his head, weakly saying to me.

"Jing," I gave him a hint, "What did you do to Jing?"

Hearing Jing's name, Xiaobai visibly trembled, but still clung to a sliver of hope, saying to me, "Senior?
I... I... How could I dare disrespect you? She... she helped me so much! Does Brother Yi think I wasted her
time ? Tell me... I... Ouch... Stop hitting me... Stop hitting me!" I remained silent,
suddenly launching an attack, relentlessly pounding Xiaobai's thighs. Xiaobai was already injured and unable to dodge
my blows, and I didn't want to break his bones and escalate the situation, so I only targeted the thickest parts of his flesh, relentlessly striking them.
I continued hitting him until my arms ached, at which point Xiaobai only had the strength to groan. That was enough
. I dragged him to the wall and slammed him there, making him grimace in pain. Then, holding the hammer, I sat down in front of him,
my tone icy, and said, "One more time. What did you do to Jing? If you can't answer correctly, I'll continue, hitting you
until you tell me. I might even kill you!" I threatened him, though I had the intention, I truly didn't dare to do it.

"No, no, no, I'll tell you, I'll tell you," the real pain terrified him, "Brother Yi... Brother Yi..." he
He tried to grab my arm, but I slapped him away. "I didn't mean to, I... I was just
joking around ..." He looked up at my expression, saw me glaring at him, and quickly lowered his head,
saying in a barely audible voice, "I've already promised Yi that I'll never bother her again... really, Yi-ge..."

"The reason? What are you threatening her with?" This was the part I wanted to know, Jing's secret.

"Huh? Didn't my senior tell you? Then how did you know about this? She didn't tell... Ah!!!!!"
I slammed my hammer into his bruised left arm again, and Xiao Bai cried and begged for mercy in pain.

I said without hesitation, "You messed with my wife! From now on, you answer whatever I ask. If you say anything more,
I'll..." I glanced at my watch and suddenly remembered
the scene of Xiaobai grinning lewdly and saying he would play with Jing for three hours. "I'll beat you for three hours, whether you live or die is up to fate!"

Xiaobai trembled in fright and hurriedly said, "I'll talk, I'll talk," but hesitated for a moment and whispered, "But
Brother Yi... let's make a deal first, everything I say afterward is the truth, you... you, you mustn't hit me in anger." After
receiving my affirmative reply, Xiaobai began to stammer out the events of that day...

(Xiaobai's recollection)

I don't remember the exact date, but it was about a month ago. Because the weather forecast said there would be thunderstorms for the next few days starting tonight
, I parked the car in the garage last night. The bad weather had already begun to show, with dark clouds
looming and strong winds blowing constantly. I left class early that day and went home to play games. Looking at the increasingly worse weather, I
started to worry about not having enough food in the refrigerator, so around 2 pm I stopped playing games and went to the supermarket to buy food.

I walked against the wind to the garage, about to go in to get my car, when I suddenly heard strange noises coming from the easternmost garage,
like people playing around. That garage was the outermost one, beyond which was a field and a
stream; it was practically a dead end, extremely inconveniently located, so I had never seen anyone use
it before, the garage door always open. Hearing this in this terrible weather, I initially thought I'd seen a ghost
, but out of curiosity, I took a few more steps and saw a Dodge SUV parked inside,
its taillights still on. Nothing unusual, I was about to leave when I heard a woman's soft moan,
similar to the sound my girlfriend made after I'd had sex with her the night before. Someone's having sex in a car? I suddenly got excited; I'd often
heard about this, and today I was finally witnessing it! So I slowly walked towards it, intending to
sneak a peek from the doorway, but as I walked, I saw something thrown out and float to my
feet , and at the same time, a woman's soft moan came from inside the garage. It was a pair of underwear! I picked it up—a pair of wet,
lace panties, so thin they were practically just a layer of gauze! My penis instantly hardened. I took a few quick steps to the garage
door and cautiously peeked inside. The scene inside was like something out of an adult film.

The rear door of the SUV closest to me was open, and a
tall, white man wearing only an open shirt had his back to me. He was gripping a long, black-stockinged leg in a yellow high-heeled shoe in each hand, thrusting his lower body
violently into a woman lying on her back in the back seat. The force was so great that even the SUV was shaking
. Accompanied by the slapping sounds, the woman's moans were long and seductive. Because of the angle, I couldn't see the woman's face.

"Little bitch," the man said lewdly, "your cunt is the sluttest I've ever fucked... ah... fuck...
so good..."

The woman just moaned softly without answering.

"You're so bouncy! Ah... I... I... my dick is big and long enough, right... I've been fucking you for almost a month
... and it's not loose at all... Look at that old bitch... she's been fucked loose by me for ages... Ah... I
'm starting to feel like a piece of trash... Hmm... you'd better compensate me for my emotional distress, haha,"
the man lewdly teased the woman being fucked, then began to thrust even harder.

"Ah... ah... ah... Oh... so deep... so deep... your dick is so big... I can't take it...
let me rest... let me rest for a while," the woman begged, her English accent slightly accented, not like an American.

"You can't take it?" the man laughed and cursed, "I'm the one who can't take it, I've been seduced by you, you
slut all morning, I won't stop until you make me feel good." He continued to thrust hard.

"Ah... ah... so good... just... like this... no... slower... let me rest for a bit
... just once. Ah... be gentle," the woman was almost incoherent from being fucked, it was impossible to tell if she was refusing or
making further demands. "I...my husband's coming back soon...he...he...knows I'm coming home early today...
please...please...let me go...please."

"Oh, what can that kid do when he gets back? He definitely won't satisfy you, you slut. I'd rather fuck you
good and let him get away with it, haha." The man's thrusts continued relentlessly.

"Don't talk about him, please...please..." The woman's voice trembled slightly, but she didn't refute the man's words.
Was she agreeing?

The man scoffed, turning his head and spitting to the side, saying, "He can't even satisfy his own wife, what's the point of keeping a man
like that ? I really don't understand...why not divorce him and become my mistress...haha
...I'll take care of you...I guarantee I'll feed you well every day."

The woman whispered something else, seemingly begging for mercy. The man replied, "
I won't . Just let me cum, and I'll let you go." Then he commanded, "Turn around and lie down,
I'm going to fuck your cunt from behind, you little bitch!" He abruptly pulled out his penis, bringing with it a gush of sticky
, lustful fluid that dripped down the enormous glans. It was incredibly long and thick; as a man myself, I secretly admired it
. At first glance, you'd mistake it for a child's arm.

The woman on the bus obediently turned around, her legs on the ground, her upper body still leaning against the back seat, her buttocks raised high
, offering her pink vulva to the man. Only then did I see clearly that the woman was wearing black
stockings that reached her thighs, and a blue dress with black floral patterns, about knee-length, which had now been lifted
up, revealing her entire buttocks.

The man chuckled with satisfaction and slapped her raised buttocks. The woman groaned in pain
but didn't complain; instead, she twisted her hips as if wanting to connect with that enormous penis.

The man held the woman's full buttocks and rubbed his penis against her slightly glistening vulva a few times, making...
The woman gasped softly. Then, with a forceful thrust, the massive penis slid in without resistance, but seemed to stop about a third of
the way in, refusing to advance further.

It was truly unexpected that the woman's seemingly narrow vagina could accommodate such a thick rod, though
the depth seemed insufficient.

The woman let out a satisfied sigh, and at the man's command to "move yourself," she began to move back and forth, her
moist vagina teasing the man's penis, moaning incessantly. The man, seemingly enjoying himself, told
dirty jokes and teased the woman while his hands groped haphazardly. The woman seemed too weak to respond to the man's jokes and insults,
only letting out tingling moans with her movements.

After a while, the woman seemed to want to increase her speed but lacked the strength, pleading with the man,
"My back... my back is... I have no strength left, please... please help me... I'm
almost there... almost... ah... ah... please..."

The man chuckled, slapped her buttocks again, and reached his hands into the carriage, seemingly grabbing the woman's
shoulders and pulling her towards him. At the same time, he thrust his hips forcefully, and the woman's moans turned into screams. It seemed the man's attacks
consistently hit her G-spot. This was so stimulating! I could almost see her lower abdomen bulging from the thrusting.
This position didn't last long; the woman stiffened and let out
a slumped limply in the seat. The man completely ignored the limp woman,
continuing to manipulate her beautiful vagina. After dozens more thrusts, he pulled out and forcibly flipped the limp
woman back onto her back.

"Use your slutty feet to squeeze my juices out, quick! You bitch! You're not leaving until I'm satisfied!"
the man growled.

Under pressure from the man, the woman sighed, seemingly helpless, but still cooperated by kicking off
her high heels. With the help of her arms, she supported her nearly exhausted legs, using her delicate black-
stockinged feet to rub the man's enormous penis back and forth, giving him a footjob. I knew the woman was
using her arms to support her legs because they were too weak, but if an outsider had seen this scene, they would have thought she was performing
a footjob while spreading her legs to show the man her genitals—utterly lewd. The man thoroughly enjoyed this
position, one hand on the car roof, the other casually fiddling with the woman's glistening vulva,
whistling with satisfaction. After a while, the man bent over, panting heavily, his penis convulsing as he ejaculated a large amount of
semen onto the woman's front. The woman visibly relaxed, her legs drooping weakly outside the car
, her stockinged legs shimmering, whether from sweat, vaginal fluid, or semen, it was unclear.

Then the two of them silently began to get dressed and clean up the scene. During this time, I seemed to hear sucking sounds and the man's
soft laughter; it sounded like the woman was cleaning the man's penis. But I didn't dare go over to look, shrinking tightly into
a corner of the garage. A while later, I heard the sound of a car starting. The man drove away, making a few suggestive remarks to
the woman . The woman stayed! She lives here? I was a little confused. Who could she be? Afraid of being discovered
, I quickly moved behind a broken bicycle, hoping it would hide me .
Just then, I heard the clatter of high heels on the ground outside. The owner of the high heels seemed to be circling around looking for something, finally coming to the garage where I was hiding and
peering inside. Her gaze swept over my spot but didn't linger; she just searched along the ground. She was looking for these
underwear . I clutched the thing in my hand tightly. Then, something shocking happened. In the light from outside,
I saw the woman who had been having sex in the car—it was Jing, the goddess I had been intimate with in my dreams, my senior, Jing! Jing
had almost finished tidying up. Her long hair, which had been loose, was now tied into a ponytail.
She wore a thin black cardigan over her dress, the clothes as straight as possible, but some obvious
creases were still visible. She was still wearing pointed high heels, but her stockings were gone. She had transformed from
the wanton slut who had just been brutally violated back into an intellectual office lady. Of course, she couldn't find her underwear that had been thrown out; perhaps she thought it had been
blown away by the wind. After searching around without success, she gave up, gathered her skirt to cover her now likely bare
lower body, and staggered towards the apartment…

—

"You should know what happened after that, right?" Xiaobai lowered his head with some regret, seemingly
weighing whether the beating he received for a kiss was worth it.

Yes, I know. I remember that day, because the weather and Jing's behavior were both very unusual. The night before the storm,
and Jing doing laundry on a weekday, which was unprecedented for her—it seemed like she was covering up evidence. That day she said she was
going to discuss some collaborative projects and would be back early. She was indeed wearing a blue dress when she left, but
definitely not stockings. Had she really fallen? I wanted to find a place to cry my heart out. My wife! My noble and
beautiful wife! Spencer, it's most likely you! You insulted and raped my wife!
What drug did you give her?

"I...I...can I go now?" Xiaobai asked me cautiously, afraid of angering me again.

"Finally," I said, "when was your first time with Jing? How many times did you two do it?" It
didn't matter anymore; I just wanted an excuse to beat him up again.

"Only twice...the first time...the first time was that day...I followed her to find a senior
...and showed her...showed her...showed her the underwear I picked up...and then...and then..."
Xiaobai said timidly

, his eyes gleaming with a shifty glint. Looking at his lewd expression made me angry. I threw down the hammer and started hitting him mercilessly with my bare hands. Finally,
he said to Xiaobai, who was lying on the ground groaning, "You're the one I beat up, and you know why! Call the police if
you want! Don't let me see you again, or I'll beat you every time I see you!" With that, he lifted the curtain and walked out of the garage.

The sunlight outside was blinding. Jing, where are you? What are you doing now? Are you
begging for pleasure under another man? Can I really ever find the you I used to be? I'm not so confident anymore.

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