Thirteen Sister, the Heroine

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Thirteen Heroines, Part 1: Sacrificing Herself In the late Ming Dynasty, in the Wuyi Mountains, there was a lush mountain range known as "Four Buddha Ridge." This was because there were four temples on the mountain, each with its own treasured artifact—a golden Buddha, a silver Guanyin, a bronze Arhat, and an iron Vajra. Therefore, the four temples were respectively called "Golden Buddha Temple," "Silver Buddha Temple," "Bronze Buddha Temple," and "Iron Buddha Temple."
The Wuyi Mountains enjoyed favorable weather year after year, which everyone attributed to the blessings of the bodhisattvas in these four temples. People from hundreds of miles around came to burn incense and worship Buddha, making the four temples extremely popular and famous far and wide.
However, later, four evil monks arrived, killing or driving away the original abbots of the temples, seizing the four temples, and calling themselves the Golden Buddha Master, Silver Buddha Master, Bronze Buddha Master, and Iron Buddha Master.
Instead of teaching sutras and Buddhist chants, they instruct the young monks to practice martial arts, forcing people from all walks of life to pay exorbitant taxes. Those who refused are punished ranging from beatings to imprisonment and torture in the temple.
Some young monks, outraged, try to reason with them, but they are no match for these martial arts-practicing monks. They are beaten bloody, with broken limbs and legs, forced to swallow their grievances.
Many flee to seek refuge with relatives and friends, or go far away.
At this time, a female knight-errant emerges. Being the thirteenth child in her family, she is known as Thirteenth Sister. She possesses exceptional martial arts skills, loves to fight injustice, and specifically opposes evil forces.
On several occasions, she has driven away the evil monks
who forcibly collect rent. Mentioning Thirteenth Sister terrifies the monks of all four temples, making them afraid to collect rent.
What made the four wicked monks even more humiliated was that the treasures of their four temples were stolen overnight. They were convinced that Thirteen Sister was responsible and hated her with a vengeance. However, she was highly skilled in martial arts, appearing and disappearing without a trace, and the four monks were powerless against her.
One day, Monk Jinfo devised a vicious plan. He ordered his monks to capture more than a hundred women and imprison them in the temple, claiming that they were secretly in league with the female thief Thirteen Sister. He gave them ten days to hand over Thirteen Sister; otherwise, they would be sent to a desolate land to be forced into prostitution.
Cries filled the temple grounds.
On the afternoon of the tenth day, Monk Jinfo ordered his monks to take the more than a hundred women to an open space in front of the Jinfo Temple at the foot of the mountain and surround them. Seeing that it was getting late, Monk Jinfo was about to give the order to take them away.
Suddenly, dust billowed in the distance, and a black horse galloped towards them, carrying a rider whose cloak billowed in the wind, like a lithe eagle descending from the sky.
As the black horse drew closer, the rider dismounted; it was a young woman.
She slapped the horse's rump, and the large black horse turned and galloped away, disappearing into the distance.
Everyone looked at the woman; she was slender and spirited.
Her outfit was all black and red: a black top and black trousers, with a red belt around her waist that accentuated her slender waist and full breasts, arousing endless imagination.
She wore red leather boots, the tops trimmed with black leather.
Her jet-black hair was tied back with a red scarf, with two bright red protrusions sticking up at the front.
Her black cloak was lined with red leather.
A sword hung at her left hip, and a bow slung across her shoulder; the sword and bow were both black and red.
A black veil covered the girl's face, obscuring her features, but revealing arched eyebrows and a pair of large, expressive eyes beneath long eyelashes.
"Who are you?" the Golden Buddha monk shouted.
"Thirteenth Sister.
" Upon hearing this, the monks all took a step back in fright.
"Are you really Thirteenth Sister?" the Golden Buddha monk asked in surprise, unable to believe that Thirteenth Sister had actually returned to their trap.
"I never change my name or surname; Thirteenth Sister is me.
" "How can you convince us that you are Thirteenth Sister?" the Golden Buddha monk still wasn't convinced.
It turned out that Thirteenth Sister always wore a black veil to protect the innocent, so although they had interacted with her many times, they had never seen her true face.
"Alright, today I'll let you see my face.
" With that, the girl raised her hand and removed the black veil from Thirteenth Sister's face.
As the black veil was removed, everyone gasped in surprise. They had assumed someone skilled in martial arts would be burly and menacing, but instead, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed. She had fair skin, cherry-red lips, a delicate and straight nose, and especially striking were her large, bright eyes, clear as lake water, with long eyelashes that blinked with a youthful innocence. Everyone was mesmerized, thinking she was a celestial being descended to earth.
The girl then gave a cold laugh, took her bow from her shoulder, and pulled an iron ball from her slingshot. She drew the bow to its full extent and shouted, "Look at the third bell on the left!
" With that, she released the gunwale, and the iron ball whistled through the air. With a clang, the third wind chime on the left side of the main hall of the Golden Buddha Temple was knocked away.
"Good!" cheers erupted from the monks.
Some of the monks who had suffered at the hands of Thirteen Sister's bullet-collecting skills couldn't help but touch their bald heads.
But with a "thud," the girl threw her bow and bullet pouch onto the ground in front of her.
Everyone was stunned.
The girl drew her sword again, and with a slight flourish, her entire body was enveloped in sword light.
When she stopped and lowered her sword, her face was neither flushed nor out of breath, but small cuts were visible on the leaves of the large willow tree beside her. Everyone recognized that this was indeed Thirteen Sister's unique swordsmanship.
She really was Thirteen Sister.
But then the girl threw her sword to the ground as well.
Everyone was stunned again.
Weapons are life to martial artists; surrendering a weapon is tantamount to handing over one's life.
"Old bald monk, you must keep your word. Release these respectable women, and I, Thirteen Sister, will be at your mercy.
" Upon hearing this, the captured women were both happy and worried.
They were overjoyed that there was hope of rescue, but worried that this beautiful heroine would suffer greatly in the hands of these evil monks. For the past ten days, they had only endured minor physical pain, yet they were already crying and wailing. The monks said this was only the lightest punishment; if they were subjected to further torture, how could their bodies withstand it? The thought sent chills down their spines.
Meanwhile, the monks were all delighted. In the past, they had tried every means to capture Thirteen Sister but had always failed miserably. Now, she had delivered herself to their doorstep—it was unbelievable.
"Well done, Thirteen Sister! Truly a chivalrous woman! You're willing to risk your life to save these people who have nothing to do with you. I admire you.
I, the Golden Buddha Monk, am a man of my word. Men, release them!
" With that, the Golden Buddha Monk waved his hand, and the monk soldiers withdrew their encirclement.
Over a hundred women from the north were overjoyed. They thanked Thirteen Sister profusely and reunited with their families standing on the other side of the north
. After a brief moment of weeping and embracing each other, they hurriedly left like fish that had escaped a net, fearing that something might happen again and they would be taken back. The square, which had just been filled with the cries of husbands and wives, and the wailing of fathers and sons, fell silent in an instant.
On one side, only Thirteen Sister remained standing alone, the setting sun casting her long shadow on the ground, making her appear particularly lonely; on the other side, a hundred or so monk soldiers stood ready, their swords drawn, a dark mass of men.
Facing over a hundred people alone, she felt an indescribable loneliness.
When ordinary people were in trouble, she had stepped forward to help them; but when she was in trouble, would anyone come to her rescue? She knew this evil force was too powerful, and the power of ordinary people was too weak—how could she dare to confront it? She took a deep breath, trying to relax her nerves to prepare for the great test to come.
"Hahaha, Thirteenth Sister, that's exactly what I want.
With you alone, you're far better than those hundred-plus people.
Men, surround her!
" the Golden Buddha monk ordered.
The monks, wielding clubs, obeyed the order and ran in from both sides. Thirteenth Sister watched the monks approach her, her heart filled with a fierce struggle: to escape or not to escape? Her palms were slightly sweaty, and her arms involuntarily clenched into fists. Several times she wanted to rush out, but she restrained herself. As the net tightened around her, her chance of escape dwindled, and her heart sank deeper and deeper.
Finally, the two lines closed in, and the net tightened.
Thirteen Sister looked around and saw seventy or eighty well-trained monks surrounding her, keeping a distance of about ten feet, like an iron barrel.
"Take away her bow and sword,
" the Golden Buddha Monk further ordered.
Two monks carefully picked up Thirteen Sister's bow and sword from the ground. Seeing that Thirteen Sister did not move, they quickly returned them to the Golden Buddha Monk.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister was unarmed, the Golden Buddha Monk was even more relieved: "Men, tie her up for me.
" Four burly monks approached from all sides, one of them holding a bundle of rope.
If she resisted now, she might still have a last chance to escape. If she was tied up, she would only be at their mercy. What fate awaited her was unknown to Thirteen Sister.
But having made up her mind to sacrifice herself to save others, how could she go back on her word? Just as she hesitated for a moment, the four monks grabbed her arms.
A sense of foreboding washed over her. Thirteen Sister felt panicked and regretful. "No... Father... Don't tie me up..." she cried out, struggling desperately to break free. At
1.68 meters tall, Thirteen Sister was considered tall for a woman, but the four specially chosen monks were all over 1.8 meters tall, strong and powerful. Thirteen Sister appeared petite among them. She
fought back fiercely, but because the four monks held her tightly, she couldn't use her fists or feet freely and was extremely passive. Some monks grabbed her waist, some pulled her arms, and some tripped her. Thirteen Sister could only use all her strength to resist.
From a distance, all that could be seen was five people tangled together, shifting from one side to the other, the dust rising making it difficult for the watching monks to tell whether Thirteen Sister had been subdued. The
Golden Buddha Monk was so nervous his heart was in his throat.
The four monks were no ordinary men. One of them wrapped his arm around Thirteen Sister's neck, making it hard for her to breathe.
Another monk pressed on a pressure point on Thirteen Sister's shoulder, causing her arm to go numb and lose strength. The four monks pulled her arm apart, then twisted it behind her back.
Thirteen Sister was a martial artist with strong muscles, and although she was at a disadvantage, she was not easily subdued.
Seeing this, two of the monks grabbed her legs and lifted her up. Thirteen Sister was thrown into the air, lost her balance, and was flipped face down to the ground. The four monks quickly pinned her down.
One monk straddled her flailing legs, while the other two twisted her arms behind her back, using all their strength to cross and hold her wrists tightly.
"Quick, tie her up!
We can't hold her down any longer!
" the three monks urged the monk with the rope.
The monk with the rope immediately looped it around Thirteen Sister's shoulders, quickly starting from her shoulders and wrapping the rope around her wrists, then crossing and tightening it around her wrists. He then passed the rope through the back of her neck, lifting her wrists upwards until the rope was completely tight around her arms, finally passing the rope through her wrists again. In this
way, Thirteen Sister's wrists were tied behind her back, from her shoulders to her wrists, unable to move.
The four monks were panting heavily, having struggled for a long time to finally tie her up securely.
"Thirteen Sister, you want to run now? Too late!
" Seeing that Thirteen Sister was still struggling, and fearing it wasn't secure enough, the four monks continued to wrap the rope around Thirteen Sister's body, tying knot after knot, until they were sure her arms and body were bound together and couldn't be separated.
"I never imagined someone so young could have such strength. It took the combined strength of the four of us to tie her up.
" "That was close, she almost escaped.
" "But we finally managed to tie her up.
Tying up a girl like this is exhilarating.
" The monks looked excitedly at the bound female captive, teasing her while also taking liberties with Thirteen Sister's face and chest, pinching her until she cried out.
"Bald monk, don't touch me.
" Seeing that Thirteen Sister couldn't escape, the four monks wiped the sweat from their brows and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hahahaha..." The Golden Buddha Monk, who had been somewhat worried when he first saw Thirteen Sister struggling, laughed heartily now that he saw her finally tied up.
"Bring her here.
" The four monks brought Thirteen Sister in front of the Golden Buddha Monk.
Thirteen Sister, bound for the first time and deprived of her freedom, struggled incessantly, trying to break free, her large eyes revealing defiance and anger.
Now the monk Jinfo had a chance to examine Thirteen Sister's face closely.
He lifted her chin with his hand, and she turned her face away.
"Tsk tsk, such tender skin,
" Jinfo said, rubbing his two fingers together.
"What a pretty face.
" "Jinfo monk, quickly take me to the government office,
" Thirteen Sister interrupted him.
"Send her to the authorities? Don't rush.
" "Then what do you want?" "I want to show you the power of my Four Great Buddhist Temples.
" "What are you going to do?" "What am I going to do? You'll find out later.
" "Are you going to use torture?" "Use torture? That's too lenient.
Hahahaha... Men, tie her to the pillar in the main hall.
Be careful, this girl is highly skilled in martial arts, don't let her escape.
" The Han monks swarmed and escorted Thirteen Sister to the main hall of the Golden Buddha Temple, leaning her against a thick Han redwood pillar. Her arms, shoulders, breasts, waist, abdomen, knees, and feet were all bound to the pillar with ropes, tightened so she couldn't move.
They also sent messengers on horseback to the other three temples to summon the Silver, Copper, and Iron monks to come quickly to discuss the matter.
"Golden Buddha, you old bald monk, release me!
" Thirteen Sister felt extremely uncomfortable as the Golden Buddha monk's lewd gaze swept over her body.
Seeing Thirteen Sister captured, the Golden Buddha monk was overjoyed.
Ever since Thirteen Sister had opposed the Four Great Buddhist Temples, causing them considerable trouble, the Golden Buddha monk had long ago sworn...
Chapter 2
: If he ever captured her, he would torture her repeatedly to vent his hatred.
He had even dreamt more than once of capturing Thirteen Sister, tying her up, and ravaging her body. When he woke up, he found he had ejaculated and his lower body was soaked.
Now, his dream had become a reality, especially since Thirteen Sister's beauty far exceeded his imagination. Such a living, beautiful, youthful, and highly skilled Thirteen Sister was bound before his eyes. For the next few days, he could do whatever he wanted with her. He felt extremely excited and could hardly believe his good fortune. Various plans to torture Thirteen Sister floated through his mind... Just as he was thinking, his train of thought was interrupted. It turned out that the three monks, Silver, Bronze, and Iron, had arrived at the Golden Buddha Temple on horseback. As
soon as they entered, they congratulated the Golden Buddha Monk.
"It's truly a stroke of luck! Capturing this female thief has removed a major threat from our hearts.
" "Congratulations, Brother! You've truly done a great service to our Four Buddha Ridge!
" "Great! From now on, we can finally sleep peacefully, hahaha!
" As they spoke, the three monks looked at Thirteen Sister, who was tied to the pillar. They had never seen her before.
"I never expected this female thief to be so beautiful,
" praised the Bronze Buddha Monk.
"That fair skin, those bright, sparkling eyes, that nose, that small mouth, that figure—she's even more beautiful than the Seven Fairies!
" said the Silver Buddha Monk, pinching the heroine's cheek.
"Don't touch me!
" Thirteen Sister cried out angrily, struggling in the ropes.
"Ha, quite the temper, huh?
" Monk Silver Buddha laughed. "I just love wild, untamed girls like Xing. That's the kind of fun to have, hahaha.
" "Exactly, none of the prostitutes in the brothel can compare,
" Monk Iron Buddha said lecherously.
Thirteen Sister, enraged, yelled, "You bunch of lecherous donkeys, let me go! If you dare lay a finger on my father, I'll send you all to meet the King of Hell!
" "Hahahaha,
" Thirteen Sister's words only drew laughter from the four monks.
"Thirteenth Sister, you've already surrendered, yet you still dare to boast.
" "We'll see the King of Hell, while you ascend to heaven as an immortal.
" Seeing the three monks surrounding Thirteenth Sister and unwilling to leave, Monk Shanjinfo called out, "Come, everyone, let's discuss how to deal with this female thief.
" Monk Zaitiefo immediately interjected, "Give her to our Iron Buddha Temple! Our entire temple has suffered at the hands of this female thief, and today we will definitely seek revenge.
" "Or give her to our Copper Buddha Temple! Three of my disciples died at the hands of this female thief; how can we not avenge this?" "Our temple's Silver Guanyin was also stolen by this female thief. Give her to our temple, and I will definitely get back the treasure that guards our temple.
" Everyone argued endlessly.
Finally, the Golden Buddha Monk said, "I think everyone should stop arguing. All four of our temples have suffered at the hands of this woman, and we all want to deal with her ourselves to vent our anger.
Now that she's in my hands, what are we afraid of her escaping?" "Then what should we do, elder brother?" the Iron Buddha Monk asked impatiently. "
In my opinion," the Golden Buddha Monk replied, "we four temples should take turns dealing with her, one day each. You can each use your own unique methods and tricks to make her taste our power and force her to submit. Is that alright?" The monks all agreed.
To show fairness, the four monks drew lots to determine the order of disposal. Iron Buddha Temple was on the first day, Bronze Buddha Temple on the second day, Silver Buddha Temple on the third day, and Golden Buddha Temple on the last day.
The monk Zhaojinfo said, "Tormenting her is fine, but we mustn't cripple her. Otherwise, what's the point of coming here on the fourth day?" The three monks all said, "Brother, you're absolutely right.
We should torture her slowly and enjoy her; that's what makes it interesting.
" The monk Zhaojinfo added, "Since this is the last day of my Jinfo Temple, I'll treat everyone to a meal on this last day. It's a rare occasion for us all to gather. Let's have a good drink and celebrate our capture of the female thief, shall we?" The monks all cheered.
Hearing the four wicked monks treating her like an object to be manipulated, Thirteen Sister was both anxious and angry.
The monk Zhaojinfo said with a wicked smile, "This female thief is a rare beauty in terms of both appearance and figure. I've lived most of my life and never seen such a skilled and beautiful woman.
My brothers and I are fortunate that this woman has willingly walked into our trap. Today, it's our turn to feast our eyes.
" "Brother, you mean..." The monk Yinfo seemed to have guessed what the monk Zhaojinfo meant.
"Let's have a sneak peek at the beauty's body today!
" Upon hearing this, Thirteen Sister was both furious and anxious.
Among martial arts practitioners, the word "lewdness" was the most vehement. She had thought that by exchanging herself for the freedom of many women, the monks would at most hand her over to the authorities and throw her in jail. She never expected these monks to dare to commit such a despicable act.
"Ah! If you dare touch me, I will never forgive you! Do
you even deserve to be called Buddhist disciples?" "Thirteen Sister, you can only blame yourself. Who told you to be so beautiful? To be able to be close to such a beautiful woman, I would gladly be punished by going to the eighteenth level of hell.
The next four days are your time in hell, but today we're going to play with you first.
" As he spoke, the four lewd monks approached Thirteen Sister, who was tied to the pillar, with ill intent.
She didn't know what they wanted to do to her. She had only ever heard of virtuous girls being violated; she never imagined such a fate would befall her.
"Don't come any closer!
" Thirteen Sister cried out.
But the four monks drew ever closer, like four hungry wolves surrounding a lamb.
"Take off her outer garment first,
" the Golden Buddha monk ordered.
The Silver and Bronze monks grabbed Thirteen Sister's arms, one on each side.
"Ah, ah, what are you doing? Let me go..." Thirteen Sister's big eyes showed a look of panic.
Ignoring Thirteen Sister's cries and resistance, the Silver and Bronze monks first untied the ropes binding Thirteen Sister's upper body and waist to the pillar, and then removed all the ropes binding her upper body. However, her legs and feet were still tied to the pillar, and her hands were still bound behind her back, making it impossible for her to escape.
The two monks carefully untied the ropes binding her wrists, and without allowing her to struggle, they twisted her arms backward forcefully. Thirteen Sister felt as if her shoulders were about to be broken, and she couldn't help but cry out "Ouch!" and bend over.
"Let's take a look at the beauty's buttocks first.
" The silver and bronze monks forcefully pressed Thirteen Sister's shoulders down, twisting her arms so they were raised high behind her.
"Ugh..." Thirteen Sister was in so much pain she couldn't speak.
The poor heroine was forced to bend over and bow her head under the strength of the two men.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister couldn't resist, the hot-golden Buddha monk stepped forward and removed her black cloak, then pulled off the red belt tied around her waist. The silver and bronze monks grabbed Thirteen Sister's collar and pulled it to the left and right, revealing the girl's full breasts. The two men pulled the girl's upper garment along her arms, revealing Thirteen Sister's rounded shoulders and smooth arms, leaving only a red bodice to cover her upper body.
Thirteen Sister felt the two men's hands brushing against her breasts, a tingling sensation, and she felt both ashamed and anxious, and involuntarily let out an "Ah!"
The monk Tiefo handed over a red rope. The two monks, Yin and Tong, took the rope and wrapped it around Thirteen Sister's neck, over her shoulder, and under her armpit, tightly binding it more than a dozen times. They then tied a knot on each of her wrists, pulling the rope-bound arm behind her back. The rope was pulled taut with the left wrist on the right and the right wrist on the left. It then went around the pillar, over her chest and breasts, and tightened again behind the pillar. Finally, the rope went from behind the pillar to behind Thirteen Sister's neck, through the rope behind her neck, and
tightened again, tying a knot behind the pillar. At this point, Thirteen Sister's arm was tightly bound behind her back, completely obscured from the front. Her shoulder was also pulled tightly back, and with the rope pulling her breasts upwards, her chest protruded forward.
Thirteen Sister, tightly bound to the pillar, now appeared incredibly beautiful and alluring, pitiful yet captivating, arousing both lust and fantasies.
Thirteen Sister, so cruelly bound and tortured, was filled with shame and pain, her body drenched in cold sweat. She cursed, "Bald monks, you're so cruel..." "Gag her!
" the Golden Buddha monk ordered.
The Silver and Bronze monks, one with a white towel and the other with a white rope,
tried desperately to keep her mouth shut and turn her head away, but both monks were skilled in martial arts. The Silver Buddha monk grabbed her jaw, forcing her mouth open and revealing her white teeth. The Bronze Buddha monk seized the opportunity to stuff the white towel into her small, red mouth. The two monks then used the rope to tie her groin, preventing the towel from falling out or being pushed out by her tongue.
Finally, they tied the rope behind her head, immobilizing her.
"Ugh...ugh..." Thirteen Sister cried out in agony, unable to utter a sound.
"Take off her pants too.
" "Ugh...ugh..." Hearing this, Thirteen Sister struggled again, but couldn't break free from the ropes binding her.
At this moment, the Golden Buddha Monk instructed the Silver and Bronze Monks to untie the ropes binding Thirteen Sister's legs and feet. He then removed Thirteen Sister's waistband, while the Iron Buddha Monk, who was standing nearby, pulled down Thirteen Sister's long black silk trousers to her ankles, quickly removing them until only a pair of short red trousers remained.
After the trousers were removed, the three monks bent Thirteen Sister's legs towards the pillar, forcefully lifting them high, then crossed and tied Thirteen Sister's ankles with red rope. The red rope was then moved to the front and tightly wrapped around her waist, repeatedly going back and forth to re-tie her legs and feet tightly to the pillar. The Golden
Buddha Monk ordered the young monks to light more than twenty large candles in the main hall, illuminating the hall brightly.
"Let's take a look at Thirteen Sister now.
" The four of them moved their chairs a short distance away and sat down to admire the half-naked Thirteen Sister.
At this moment, Thirteen Sister's upper body was covered only by a diamond-shaped red bodice. A red rope was attached to the upper corner of the bodice, hanging around Thirteen Sister's delicate neck. Red ropes sewn to the left and right corners of the bodice were tied behind her waist, with the lower corners hanging down to her waist, covering her navel.
But how could such a red bodice completely cover Thirteen Sister's upper body? Her jade-like neck, rounded shoulders, and smooth arms were all tightly bound by red ropes.
Thirteen Sister wore a pair of red silk shorts, revealing her fair and slender thighs. After being tied behind her back, her perfectly crossed legs were tightly bound to the pillar with red ropes.
Her jet-black hair was piled on her head and still tied with a red scarf. A large clump of black hair at the back of her head hung down to her shoulders like a ponytail, which was very moving.
Her hands were tightly clasped behind her back, one breast thrusting forward, bound to the pillar. Her two firm breasts pushed against her red undergarment, making it bulge high. Even from the side of the undergarment, her breasts were clearly visible.
A white towel was stuffed in her mouth, and a white rope tightly bound her mouth, wrapped around the pillar and tied around her head, preventing her from moving.
Not only her head, but her entire body was pressed against the pillar, tightly bound and unable to move, only her long eyelashes blinking.
This torture filled Thirteen Sister with shame and indignation; her large eyes were filled with tears, though she tried desperately to hold them back, but it was clear the tears were about to fall.
The scene was truly pitiful.
In the candlelight, Thirteen Sister, almost naked and bound to the pillar, was incomparably beautiful, and the four lewd monks were captivated.
"Truly beautiful,
" sighed the Golden Buddha monk.
As he spoke, he stood up, and the three monks, Silver, Jade, and Iron, also stood up. The four monks then surrounded Thirteen Sister.
"Bring me a knife,
" the Golden Buddha monk commanded.
A young monk brought a sharp blade on a plate. The Golden Buddha monk picked up the knife, tested the edge with his thumb, and then slashed at Thirteen Sister's waist. The two corners of her red bellyband came undone, and a gust of wind blew, lifting the bellyband to reveal Thirteen Sister's snow-white belly.
The Golden Buddha monk then extended the knife towards Thirteen Sister's neck, lifting the last rope binding the bellyband, but deliberately not breaking it. He wanted to see Thirteen Sister's reaction. Sure enough, Thirteen Sister's face turned pale, and a look of despair and sorrow appeared in her eyes. Her white body twisted and struggled within the rope, but she was tightly bound and could not escape. Her mouth, stuffed with a towel, emitted mournful "woo-woo" cries.
This was exactly the effect that the Golden Buddha and the Monk Jinfo wanted. The famous heroine, Thirteen Sister, was about to submit to the Golden Buddha Monk—a moment of triumph indeed.
Everyone in the hall held their breath, waiting for this moment to arrive.
With a forceful shout, the Golden Buddha Monk snapped the thin string of the red bodice, then swiftly severed Thirteen Sister's waistband, tearing her red silk shorts to shreds. The red bodice and the shredded red silk shorts fluttered to the ground like butterflies, revealing Thirteen Sister's naked body.
Bound by red ropes, her skin appeared even whiter than jade.
Two glistening nipples adorned her pear-shaped breasts, and her smooth thighs revealed the mysterious vulva of a young girl. Her pubic hair swayed in the wind, gleaming black in the candlelight. Because she was bound by a white rope around her mouth, Thirteen Sister's face was forced to turn forward, and the pained and angry expression on her face was undeniably alluring.
The four lecherous monks could no longer control themselves and pounced on the girl.
The Golden Buddha Monk stopped them, saying, "Wait, let me trim her hair.
" The Golden Buddha Monk took a sharp blade, touched Thirteen Sister's glossy black pubic hair, and began to shave it.
Thirteen Sister felt utterly ashamed and struggled desperately, but her body was tightly bound by ropes, unable to move an inch.
She felt a tingling sensation in her genitals, especially when the blade scraped against her flesh; a strange, electric shock-like tremor shot straight to her head.
A cool sensation spread through her genitals, and Thirteen Sister's head drooped, feeling utterly miserable.
"Alright, pink and tender flesh, very beautiful, it's a pity to hide it.
Aren't you going to thank me?" the Golden Buddha Monk said, stroking the folds of her flesh with his fingers.
Then, the Golden Buddha monk brought his nose and mouth to Thirteen Sister's hairless genitals, smelling, kissing, and licking them. The Bronze Buddha monk grabbed Thirteen Sister's breasts with both hands, kneading them forcefully and biting her nipples with his teeth. The Silver Buddha monk cupped Thirteen Sister's face in one hand and kissed her passionately. The Iron Buddha monk gnawed and bit Thirteen Sister's plump buttocks and thighs, his hand also tracing the cleft of her buttocks to grope her anus.
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Chapter 3)
Bound tightly to the pillar, the naked Thirteen Sister was unable to resist, her entire body subjected to the ravaging of four lecherous monks. Their saliva, teeth marks, and finger marks covered her face, neck, breasts, thighs, stomach, genitals, and buttocks. The intense stimulation assaulted her brain; she had never suffered such humiliation. Thirteen Sister struggled and whimpered.
But bound tightly, she was utterly powerless to protect herself, tears streaming down her face.
Sometimes, when the pinching became too painful, she tried to cry out, but only whimpering sounds escaped.
These sounds excited the four monks even more, unconsciously increasing their pressure and intensifying Thirteen Sister's suffering.
****In the dimly lit dungeon of the Golden Buddha Temple, the naked Thirteen Sister, bound hand and foot, was pinned to a stone pillar. Her thoughts drifted between clarity and confusion.
"Was it right to sacrifice myself to save others? Was it worth it?" she wondered again.
She suddenly remembered meeting an old nun three months ago at Jiuhua Mountain who called herself "Grandma Qingshan." The two hit it off immediately. Grandma Qingshan's accounts of Thirteen Sister's past were all accurate, which greatly impressed Thirteen Sister, who then asked about her future.
Grandma Qingshan said, "Child, your murderous aura is too strong.
From now on, you must do more good deeds. During these good deeds, a great calamity will befall you. Only by overcoming this calamity can you achieve enlightenment.
" Could this calamity be beginning now? She was determined to grit her teeth and endure it, even if these four temples were the gates of hell.
Thinking this, Thirteen Sister's heart began to calm down, and she leaned against a stone pillar and fell into a deep sleep.
#In the main hall, four lewd monks were still discussing how to humiliate and torture Thirteen Sister in the coming days.## One vicious plan after another flashed through their minds and came out of their mouths.# At the height of their triumph, they laughed heartily…2. The next morning, Thirteen Sister, bound hand and foot to a stone pillar in the dungeon, was awakened by the sound of the cell door opening. She saw the Golden Buddha Monk leading several young monks in.
One of the young monks carried a set of red silk clothes on a tray.
"What are you doing?" Thirteen Sister asked, puzzled.
"Put these on, and we'll send you to the Western Paradise.
" Her young life was about to end.
Thirteen Sister remained remarkably calm and asked, "Could I cleanse myself before I go?" The Golden Buddha Monk hesitated briefly, then gestured for a young monk to bring a large wooden basin of water. He untied Thirteen Sister from the pillar, laid down the clothes, and left the cell.
Thirteen Sister sat in the basin, carefully washing herself with the water. She then untied her hair, washed it, re-tied it with a red scarf, put on the clothes, and sat quietly to wait.
After a while, the cell door opened.
The monks Jinfo and Tiefo entered with several fierce-looking Han monks. Two of them carried executioner's knives on their shoulders.
Jinfo, seeing Thirteen Sister's calm demeanor, secretly admired her. "This young girl has such strong willpower; she's truly fearless."
"Please, on your way, heroine,
" Jinfo said with a cold laugh.
Two monks stepped forward and bound Thirteen Sister's hands behind her back.
Thirteen Sister offered no resistance, allowing them to bind her.
After binding her, the monks escorted Thirteen Sister out of the temple.
Outside, a group of monks from Tiefo Temple were already waiting, along with an oxcart. A wooden pillar stood tall in the center of the cart's frame.
The Tiefo Temple monks put Thirteen Sister onto the oxcart, untied the ropes from her hands, and re-bound her hands around the pillar.
Then, her waist, legs, and feet were tied to the pillar, and a sign around her neck read "Thirteen Sister, the Female Thirteenth Sister."
Two executioners stood on either side.
Thirteen Sister, tied high to the pillar, wore a red dress, red pants, and a red headscarf; her black hair fluttered in the wind. She had bright eyebrows and white teeth, a high and firm chest, and was both beautiful and heroic. Below the oxcart, the monks on either side were bald, wore gray robes, carried wooden clubs, and had fleshy, hideous faces, a stark contrast to Thirteen Sister high above.
The oxcart slowly began to move.
Two young monks at the front of the procession banged gongs: "Come and see Thirteen Sister, the Female Thirteenth Sister! Whoever dares to oppose our Four Great Temples will suffer this fate!
" They reached a market square, where the oxcart stopped. The two monks frantically banged gongs and shouted for the people to come out and see, but the market's inhabitants had long since fled; not a single person came out to watch.
The monk Tiefo shouted at Thirteen Sister, "Thirteen Sister, if you promise not to oppose me again, I will spare your life. Otherwise, this day next year will be your death anniversary. " Thirteen Sister retorted loudly, raising her sword-like eyebrows,
"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you. If I even flinch, I'm not Thirteen Sister. " "Fine, you've got guts. Take her down, " the monk Tiefo ordered. Two monks untied Thirteen Sister from the pillar, retied her, and dragged her to the center of the square. A strong monk kicked Thirteen Sister in the back of the knee, causing her to kneel. She tried to stand up, but the two strong monks held her down firmly. "Thirteenth Sister, I'm giving you one last chance. I'll ask you one more time: are you willing to no longer be my enemy?" "You oppress the people and prey on the villagers. Even if I don't become your enemy, the heroes of the world won't let you get away with it! " The monk Tiefo was furious. He slapped Thirteenth Sister across the face, then ripped the plaque from her neck, shouting, "Executioner, heed my command!" The executioner raised his executioner's blade. Thirteenth Sister calmly closed her eyes, waiting for the blade to fall. Just then, a shout of "Spare her life!" rang out, and a young monk rode in on horseback. The young monk Liang dismounted before Tiefo and said, "Master Jinfo has ordered that I spare the life of this female thief and hand her over to Tiefo Temple for punishment. " Tiefo had assumed that a young girl like Thirteenth Sister would be afraid in the face of death, but he hadn't expected her to be so calm. "Well, Thirteen Sister, it seems you really aren't afraid of death. When we get to Iron Buddha Temple, I'll make you suffer worse than death, " the Iron Buddha monk said viciously. Thirteen Sister was tied back to the wooden post of the oxcart. The oxcart headed towards Iron Buddha Temple. Inside the Iron Buddha Temple's dungeon, the walls were covered with ropes, whips, and other instruments of torture. Thirteen Sister was untied from the oxcart post and brought in. The young monks waiting at Iron Buddha Temple, hearing that Thirteen Sister had been brought in, all rushed out to watch. The Iron Buddha monk wasn't in a hurry to tie Thirteen Sister up; he had a long day to slowly torture her. "Twist her hands behind her back, " the Iron Buddha monk ordered. The two monks forcefully twisted Thirteen Sister's arms and hands behind her back. Thirteen Sister cried out in pain, "Ouch!" Seeing the painful expression on Thirteen Sister's face, the Iron Buddha monk felt extremely satisfied. He reached out with both hands towards Thirteen Sister's breasts, which were forced to protrude because one of her hands was tied behind her back. Through the thin silk robe, Thirteen Sister's breasts were squeezed out of shape, and waves of tingling pleasure made her groan uncontrollably. "Kill me, you beast!" Thirteen Sister cried. "You may escape death, but you will not escape punishment."

"The Iron Buddha Monk's hands continued to knead and rub Thirteen Sister's breasts.
'Ah...ah...' Thirteen Sister cried out in shame, twisting her body and trying to escape, which only fueled the Iron Buddha Monk's lustful desires.
He then took a rope and tied Thirteen Sister's hands behind her back. He then tied another rope to her ankle, threading it through her bound hand. With a pull, Thirteen Sister's hand and foot were pulled together.
The rope continued to wrap, tightly binding Thirteen Sister's hand and foot together.
The Iron Buddha Monk then took another rope and tied it to Thirteen Sister's bound hand and foot. The other end of the rope was swung over the roof beam, and the two monks pulled the rope down, suspending Thirteen Sister, bound hand and foot, high in the air."
Thirteen Sister, dressed in red, hung in the air, her body arched backwards, her head bowed, her beautiful hair obscuring her face.
Suddenly, "Crack!" The whip cracked.
The soft whip lashed against Thirteen Sister's body, burning with pain.
Thirteen Sister bit her lip, remaining silent.
Another lash followed, and Thirteen Sister still remained silent, but eventually, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried out, "Ah!"
Hearing Thirteen Sister's cry, the Iron Buddha Monk was pleased; this showed that even the heroic Thirteen Sister had her moments of weakness.
He whipped her even harder, until Thirteen Sister screamed repeatedly.
The young monks watching from the window, seeing Thirteen Sister being tortured and hearing her screams, couldn't help but become aroused.
At first, Thirteen Sister reacted to the whip, but as the whip lashed, her screams grew weaker and weaker until finally, she became completely still.
"Splash!" A basin of cold water was splashed on Thirteen Sister's face, waking her up.
"Tell me quickly, where did you steal my temple's Iron Vajra?" Thirteen Sister shook her head with difficulty in answer.
Enraged, the Iron Buddha monk swung his whip again… The torture continued into the night. The Iron Buddha monk watched as Thirteen Sister was repeatedly whipped unconscious and then revived with cold water, yet she refused to yield. His own hands ached from whipping her, so he had no choice but to order her to be taken down. He applied their special wound medicine to her body, then bound her tightly and threw her into the cell.
Thirteen Sister, having been tortured all day, lay bound in the cell. The ropes were so tight that both her arms were numb, and her skin still stung.
Unable to touch her wounds, Thirteen Sister couldn't help but sob silently. Why must her young and beautiful body be tormented like this? (Thirteen Sister, the Heroine (Part 2) #Thinking that he would be the one to torture Thirteen Sister tomorrow, the Iron Buddha monk was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night#, his mind filled with images of Thirteen Sister bound and tortured, screaming in agony.)
On the morning of the third day, the Bronze Buddha Monk, along with the martial monks and young monks, arrived early at the
Iron Buddha Temple. Upon arrival, they saw Thirteen Sister bound hand and foot and being held in front of the temple. Clearly, she had been bathed that morning; Thirteen Sister's face was fair with a rosy glow, and her jet-black hair was piled high on her head. It seemed the Iron Buddha Monk had tortured her severely the day before; her red silk clothes were torn in several places by the whip, vaguely revealing her smooth, warm body. The morning glow reflected on Thirteen Sister's face, making it rosy and radiant, causing the Bronze Buddha Monk to secretly admire her.
"Senior brother, what good entertainment will you have for the heroine today?" "Today, the female thief will ride in the Bronze Buddha Temple's sedan chair,
" said the Bronze Buddha Monk.
"A sedan chair? What sedan chair would Tongfo Temple have?" the monk said. "Junior brother, watch carefully.
" He then ordered, "Men, help Miss Pai into the sedan chair.
" Four burly monks stepped forward, untied the ropes that had bound Thirteen Sister from Tiefo Temple, and pressed her face down to the ground.
Not knowing what torture they would inflict on her today, Thirteen Sister did not resist at all, letting the monks twist her arms to their limits.
One of her wrists was tied behind her back with a high rope, then around her protruding chest, two ropes were wrapped around her breasts, pulled tight, and then tightly bound to her hand behind her back. Two more ropes were passed under her armpits, around the four ropes in front of her chest, and then back behind her back. With a forceful pull, the two sets of ropes were tightly bound to her wrists.
In this way, the ropes had firmly bound both arms to her body.
Meanwhile, two other monks tied ropes around Thirteen Sister's ankles, forcefully pulling them backward toward her shoulders and around her neck.
Thirteen Sister was very flexible, easily performing backflips and backbends, but being bound in such a humiliating position was a first for her.
The four monks pulled the ropes from Thirteen Sister's feet down her neck to her chest, then tied the ropes from her breasts together at her cleavage, making her breasts appear abnormally prominent.
The ropes continued down to her waist, wrapped twice, then down her hips to her back, tightening around her wrists.
Next, the monks tied one leg together from the thigh to above the knee, arching her body into an O-shape. Thirteen
Sister had a towel stuffed in her mouth, and her hair was tied behind her back, forcing her face to be tilted high.
"Does Thirteen Sister have no bones in her body? The rope around her crotch doesn't seem to affect her?" Seeing that Thirteen Sister's body could bend backward into a circle with a rope around her crotch, the monks were extremely surprised and excited.
They had previously watched contortionist performances by nearby circus troupes, but those were all eight or nine-year-old girls. Thirteen Sister, at nineteen, possessed a fully developed physique yet still exhibited remarkable flexibility, leaving the monks in awe. They had no idea what kind of binding technique involved a rope around the crotch.
Thirteen Sister was actually experiencing both pain and stimulation.
She felt a tearing pain all over her body, especially as the rope around her ankles pulled tightly upwards, binding her breasts, while simultaneously tugging at the rope around her crotch, causing her breasts to harden and swell, her genitals to itch, her body to feel hot, and her face to flush and bead with sweat.
Bound and unable to move, she could only struggle and writhe, but the intense struggle and writhing brought her immense pain and intense stimulation.
#At this moment, four young monks approached, carrying two sticks bound together in the middle to form a cross.# Thirteen Sister was suspended from a hook hanging at the intersection with a rope.
"Lift the sedan chair!
" At the command, the four young monks hoisted the sticks onto their shoulders, and Thirteen Sister was lifted up, suspended in the middle of the cross.
#The monk with the bronze Buddha statue stood smiling in front of Thirteen Sister, pinching her breasts and asking, #Sister, "How does this sedan chair taste?" This binding position forced Thirteen Sister's breasts to be fully exposed, allowing the man's hands to ravage them.
Thirteen Sister, suffering such humiliation, had a towel stuffed in her mouth, bound like a rice dumpling, her face flushed red, and tears welled in her eyes.
The young monks carried Thirteen Sister, as if carrying a pig or sheep about to be slaughtered, gleefully heading towards the Bronze Buddha Temple. Along the way, the "sedan chair" swayed back and forth, and Thirteen Sister's bound body bounced up and down like a ball of fire.
In front of the Pai Tong Buddhist Temple is a square pond called the "Release Pond," originally a place where devout men and women would release turtles and tortoises they bought in hopes of good fortune in the next life.
Several lush, tall trees grew beside the pond .
Four
young monks lifted Thirteen Sister onto a small boat by the pond and rowed it to the center of the pond, where a rope was hanging from a branch of a large tree extending into the pond.
The young monks tied the rope around Thirteen Sister's body and removed the towel from her mouth, making it easier for her to breathe. She greedily inhaled deeply. With
a shout of "Good!
", several young monks who had been waiting under the big tree pulled hard on the other end of the rope, suspending Thirteen Sister in mid-air. The
area around the pond was filled with young monks watching the spectacle. Because Thirteen Sister was still wearing her red silk clothes, the young monks said to the Bronze Buddha monk, "Master, this is called 'Hanging the Red Lantern High'.
" "Hahahaha..." came a chorus of lewd laughter.
"Thirteen Sister, where did you steal the Bronze Arhat?" the Bronze Buddha monk asked.
Thirteen Sister stubbornly shook her head.
"If you don't tell me, I'll let you cool off.
" Thirteen Sister was suspended high, looking down at the deep, green pond water.
The thought of being submerged made her breath quicken.
"Will you tell me or not?" Thirteen Sister still refused to speak.
"Let go!
" At the command of the younger sister, the rope suspending Thirteen Sister loosened, and the bound Thirteen Sister plummeted rapidly from the height.
Thirteen Sister screamed in terror, "Ah...ah..." With a splash, she fell into the water, sending a high spray of water flying.
She bobbed up and down in the water for a moment, choking on some water, before the rope tightened, and she was immediately hoisted back up.
Water gushed down from her soaked red clothes and long hair.
The red silk clothes, drenched in water, clung to Thirteen Sister's body, perfectly highlighting her shapely figure.
Water droplets fell from her clothes and hair, shimmering in the sunlight like countless tiny pearls, incredibly beautiful.
Thirteen Sister wasn't a good swimmer; she gasped for breath, spitting out mouthfuls of water, a look of despair on her face.
"How was it, Thirteen Sister? Did you enjoy it?" the Bronze Buddha Monk asked.
"No...no...not enough.
" Thirteen Sister, though already quite choked, stubbornly persisted.
"Put her down again.
" Thirteen Sister was thrown heavily into the water once more. Because her hands and feet were bound behind her back, her belly and chest splashed first when she hit the surface. This time, the little monk intentionally kept Thirteen Sister in the water longer. Thirteen Sister, bound and swollen, bobbed up and down in the pool. She really wanted to grab something, but her hands and feet were tied behind her back, making it impossible for her to return to the front. She could only try to hold her breath and try to swallow as little water as possible.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister was choking on the water, the Bronze Buddha Monk finally had the little monk pull her up.
Thirteen Sister's long, wet hair hung down, her eyes were tightly closed, her face was pale, and she was in great pain.
It seemed that the monk wanted to test Thirteen Sister's willpower. After she regained consciousness slightly, he put her back into the water... 4. The fourth day of torture at Silver Buddha Temple, in the courtyard of Silver Buddha Temple.
Unaware of what methods the Silver Buddha Monk would use, the Copper Buddha Temple had already prepared Thirteen Sister's hands tied behind her back and her body bound hand and foot.
However, the Silver Buddha Monk smiled furtively and beckoned, and two young monks from the temple brought over a small donkey.
"Guards, help the heroine onto the donkey.
" Four tall monks approached, untied the ropes binding Thirteen Sister, lifted her up, and laid her face up on the donkey's back. Thirteen Sister's hands and feet dangled down on either side of the donkey's belly. They tied sticks to her hands and feet, preventing them from coming together, and then tied two more sticks under the donkey's belly.
The monks then used ropes to tie Thirteen Sister's body to the donkey.
"Let me go, you bunch of bald donkeys!
" Thirteen Sister cursed, her head shaking violently, her long, flowing hair flying wildly.
"This is called Zhang Guolao riding a donkey.
Today you'll have your fun.
" With a crack of the whip, the donkey began to move along the mountain path. The little monk's whip would sometimes strike the donkey's rump, causing it to kick wildly in pain, and sometimes it would strike Thirteen Sister, making her shudder.
He would also use the tip of the whip to poke Thirteen Sister's breasts, genitals, and other sensitive areas. Thirteen Sister tried to curl up, but her body was bound and stretched out, leaving her helpless to endure the pain.
"Ah...ah..." Thirteen Sister's screams echoed through the silent mountain path.
When Han arrived at the Silver Buddha Temple, Thirteen Sister, who had been untied from the donkey, lay on the ground, her body aching all over. She groggily opened her eyes and saw several monks carrying a wooden pillar about a foot thick. The monks placed Thirteen Sister face down with her arms outstretched, and put the pillar on her back. They then bound her hands behind her back, securing them with ropes. Next, they tied her shoulders, waist, thighs, knees, and ankles tightly to the pillar. The monks then lifted the pillar and placed it on a frame. A fire was lit under the frame, and four monks moved the pillar around. Thirteen Sister, bound to the pillar, would sometimes face down, her face and chest burning from the heat, and sometimes face up, her hands tied behind the pillar throbbing painfully.
Thirteen Sister was drenched in sweat, almost collapsing from the heat. Her sensual lips opened and closed, clearly indicating she wanted water.
"Give her water.
" A young monk brought a large bucket of water, filled it to the brim, and Thirteen Sister struggled to lift her head and open her mouth, but the young monk hesitated to pour the water. Seeing Thirteen Sister wanting to drink but unable to, the monks all laughed heartily.
"The water's here!
" With a shout, the young monk poured the water, but not into Thirteen Sister's parched mouth; instead, he poured it onto her chest and stomach.
Her body had just been burning hot, and the sudden pour of cold water made the young girl scream and cry.
Night had fallen, but the monks of Silver Buddha Temple still wouldn't let Thirteen Sister go. They kept adding firewood to the fire. The poor heroine, bound hand and foot to the wooden post, was like prey on a grill, enduring unbearable pain as the post turned.
Water dripped from her body onto the fire, making a hissing sound.
5. On the morning of the fifth day of the gang rape at Golden Buddha Temple, Thirteen Sister, after breakfast and a bath, put on the red silk clothes that could barely cover her body, and was wheeled out of the temple with her hands tied behind her back. The Golden Buddha Monk and the Silver Buddha Monk greeted her with clasped hands.
"Well, Brother Silver Buddha, has the female thief yielded?" the Golden Buddha Monk asked.
"Truly the strongest woman in the world! To torture her like this and still not make her yield, I truly admire you.
I'm at my wit's end. Let's see what ingenious method Senior Brother has to punish this woman.
" Seeing the Golden Buddha Monk approaching, Thirteen Sister turned her pretty face to the side.
"Bring me a rope,
" the Golden Buddha Monk shouted.
"What are you going to do?" Thirteen Sister asked in a panic.
"What am I going to do? Tie you up.
" "Isn't I already tied up?" "Not enough, you want to tie me up more.
" "Tie me up more?" The monks were all confused.
Two monks from Jinfo Temple removed the ropes from Thirteen Sister's body, twisted her hands behind her back, folded them upwards, and bound her wrists together, rendering her completely immobile.
Then, the monk from Jinfo Temple took a rope and personally bound Thirteen Sister, tying it in a figure-eight pattern around her breasts. Thirteen Sister's breasts were constricted and made to stand up high, causing the young monks nearby to stare wide-eyed and swallow hard.
Thirteen Sister felt humiliated by being bound in such a sexy way, but she also felt a strange pleasure of being restrained deep within her body. The rope then wrapped around her waist and passed under her crotch, tying a large knot at her vulva. A stone the size of an egg was then placed in her vulva, the knot pressing the stone tightly against her vulva, the stone sinking deep into her flesh. The rope then wrapped around her from behind and tied her wrists. Her
young body felt an intense stimulation; the stone sinking into her lower body, the friction of the knot and the rope, gradually made her wet. Thirteen Sister's face flushed red, and she couldn't help but writhe, moaning, until she went limp. The monks on either side had to support her.
The young monks watching from the side were also extremely excited; they never imagined that this strong heroine, so skillfully bound, would be unable to control herself.
The monks were astonished; they realized there was so much to learn about tying up women. They decided to try it themselves next time they had the chance.
Monk Jinfo lifted the bound Thirteen Sister by the waist and placed her on the back of his large white horse. He then mounted his own horse and galloped towards Jinfo Temple. His eight guard monks also mounted and followed, but seeing Monk Jinfo's affectionate actions towards Thirteen Sister, they exchanged knowing smiles and slowed down, falling far behind.
Monk Jinfo then carried Thirteen Sister horizontally in front of him, his arms wrapped around her, gripping the reins and bridle.
Although Thirteen Sister was on horseback, her hands were tied behind her back, making it difficult for her to maintain her balance. She involuntarily fell into Monk Jinfo's arms.
Monk Jinfo put his nose to Thirteen Sister's neck, inhaling the unique fragrance of a young girl emanating from her saddle, while simultaneously slipping his hand inside her collar and grasping one of her breasts.
Thirteen Sister's small breasts were beautifully shaped and full, her pectoral muscles brimming with elasticity.
The Golden Buddha Monk's fingers incessantly caressed her red nipples, instantly hardening this sensitive area.
Thirteen Sister's breasts were already bound, stones were embedded in her vulva, and ropes rubbed against her flesh, stimulating her until she felt hot all over, weak all over, and her face flushed. At this moment, she felt as if she were sinking into a man's body.
Suddenly, the Golden Buddha Monk's lips pressed against Thirteen Sister's delicate lips. Thirteen Sister's head was trapped in the crook of the Golden Buddha Monk's arm, unable to escape, but the man's scent made her mind chaotic, filled with an inexplicable desire. She let the Golden Buddha Monk's advances take their toll, and with the swaying of the white horse, her tongue would occasionally swirl in the Golden Buddha Monk's mouth.
Thirteen Sister, her body being caressed by the Golden Buddha Monk, experienced waves of tingling sensations. As the white horse galloped, she felt as if she were flying through the clouds.
While Thirteen Sister was still unconscious, she suddenly heard shouts: "Master is here! Master has brought the female thief!
" Opening her eyes, she saw that she had arrived at the Golden Buddha Temple, and the young monks of the Golden Buddha Temple had all run out to greet her.
Thirteen Sister was thrown into a spacious cell, the ropes binding her hands and body were removed, and even the handcuffs and shackles were gone.
The tight bindings of the past few days were suddenly lifted, and Thirteen Sister felt her blood flowing freely, feeling extremely comfortable.
Strangely, there were no instruments of torture in the cell.
Thirteen Sister felt very tired, but she was still savoring the pleasure aroused by the skillful teasing of the Golden Buddha monk, and drifted off to sleep in the aftertaste.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but she heard the cell door open, and Thirteen Sister immediately stood up alertly.
She saw the four monks, Gold, Silver, Copper, and Iron, enter together, some angry, some with wicked smiles, but all of them had ill intentions on their faces.
"Thirteenth Sister, everyone says your martial arts are superb, with few rivals in the world. Today, my four brothers and I will come and test our skills.
" Thirteenth Sister looked at the four monks, who slowly removed their robes, revealing their bare upper bodies. They stood at the four corners of the cell, assuming an attacking stance, surrounding her.
These four monks were all martial monks, well-trained and strong.
The Golden Buddha Monk had fierce brows and bulging eyes, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
The Silver Buddha Monk was as large as a mountain, half-squatting, seemingly untouchable by three or five people.
The Bronze Buddha Monk was as tall as a stone tower.
The Iron Buddha Monk was sturdy, with dark, shiny skin.
The four monks began to circle around Thirteenth Sister, their muscles bulging, veins bulging, as if forged from iron and bronze.
Upon seeing this, Thirteenth Sister couldn't help but gasp.
"It seems these four monks are not to be underestimated; today's battle was truly difficult.
" "How about it? Thirteen Sister, are you scared?" Thirteen Sister was not one to admit defeat. She steeled herself, pulled her hair from behind her head to the front, bit it into her mouth, raised her palm to protect her chest, and assumed a fighting stance.
Seeing Thirteen Sister's indomitable spirit, the four monks secretly admired her.
"Watch out!
" Monk Golden Buddha pounced on Thirteen Sister with a "Hungry Tiger Pouncing" move. Thirteen Sister quickly dodged and seized the opportunity to strike Monk Golden Buddha in the back with her palm, feeling that Monk Golden Buddha's muscles were extremely hard.
Monk Golden Buddha was surprised. He did not expect that after days of torture, Thirteen Sister still had such agile footwork, not only dodging his attack but also returning the blow.
Fortunately, although he was hit and staggered, he was not injured.
On her side, the three monks, Silver, Bronze, and Iron, also launched an attack on Thirteen Sister.
Thirteen Sister quickly turned to defend herself, dodging and weaving.
At first, both sides were somewhat probing, their moves cautious.
"Good footwork!
" the four monks exclaimed, having only used eight-tenths of their strength; it seemed they couldn't win.
So the four of them focused all their energy, their eight palms raining down on Thirteen Sister like a storm, determined to capture her alive.
Thirteen Sister dodged and fought back, her agile footwork allowing her to evade the monks' powerful palm strikes, her fists and feet landing frequently.
However, when Thirteen Sister's fists, palms, or bare feet struck the monks' naked bodies, they slid off, giving her a strange feeling. Upon closer inspection, she realized the monks were covered in a shiny oil; their fists and palms slid to the side upon contact, losing their force. Thirteen Sister then understood why they had taken off their clothes to fight her.
"How despicable, using such low-down tricks!
" Thirteen Sister cursed.
So Thirteen Sister then devised a plan to attack the four monks' heads and faces.
Some of the monks received a resounding slap from Thirteen Sister, while others were kicked in the face, leaving them bruised and swollen.
However, the four monks were seasoned martial artists and resilient; even when knocked to the ground by Thirteen Sister, they quickly rose again and rejoined the battle.
"If the four of us can't capture this girl today, how can we still have the face to roam the martial world?" Monk Golden Buddha said to the other three monks.
"Big Brother is right,
" the four monks replied, then pounced on Thirteen Sister like madmen.
Gradually, Thirteen Sister found herself at a disadvantage. Firstly, the four martial monks were indeed skilled; with four men surrounding her, no matter which way she turned
,
someone was always attacking from behind, leaving her constantly on the defensive.
Secondly, Thirteen Sister had been tortured for several days, and her strength was greatly depleted. Her punches and kicks were often weak and less powerful. Although she repeatedly knocked down her enemies, she couldn't hurt them.
Thirdly, although the cell wasn't small, it wasn't spacious enough for five people to fight inside. It wasn't like being in the wild; there was no room to dodge. The four monks took advantage of this, trying to corner her and prevent her from breaking out of the encirclement. She could only take the blows head-on, which further depleted her already insufficient strength. Thirteen Sister was still fighting hard
, but she was already showing signs of exhaustion and was in grave danger.
Seeing that Thirteen Sister's strength was gradually failing, the four monks became more confident and pounced on her even more fiercely.
"Thirteen Sister, why don't you surrender obediently?" the Bronze Buddha Monk shouted.
"Bald monk, don't even think about it!
" Although Thirteen Sister was already drenched in sweat, she still refused to admit defeat.
But she felt her limbs weaken, and gradually she could only defend herself, unable to retaliate.
Suddenly, the Silver Buddha Monk grabbed Thirteen Sister's flowing hair and pulled her hard, causing her to fall backward to the ground. Before she could get up, the Gold Buddha and Bronze Buddha immediately pressed down on her, grabbing one of her hands. Thirteen Sister panicked
and could only kick out with her bare feet, but the Iron Buddha Monk grabbed her foot as well. Thirteen Sister struggled with all her might, but she couldn't break free.
The four monks' arms bound her limbs like iron hoops, pressing her to the ground in a spread-eagle position.
"Strip her naked,
" said the Gold Buddha Monk.
"Okay, strip her naked.
" Then eight large hands began to roughly tear at Thirteen Sister's clothes.
"Ah! You beasts, let me go!
" Thirteen Sister struggled, but the Golden Buddha and Bronze Buddha stripped off her upper body, while the Silver Buddha and Iron Buddha stripped off her lower body. The four monks worked together, and in no time, Thirteen Sister's clothes were all stripped off, revealing her pure white naked body.
Thirteen Sister's perfect young naked body was indeed alluring.
The four monks were already shirtless, and now, holding Thirteen Sister's naked body, which was still exuding the unique fragrance of a young girl, they were already hard and erect with skin-to-skin contact.
"Lift her to the torture device.
" Seeing that Thirteen Sister had been captured, the Golden Buddha monk said.
The torture device was a short, round wooden pillar with four legs, Y-shaped, with a very smooth surface. The two ends of this round wooden pillar were low, and the middle was arched, like a bridge.
The four monks lifted Thirteen Sister up onto the torture device, her breasts were right at the top of the arch of the device, and her whole body was in a position with her breasts high and her arms outstretched.
They first secured her waist to a wooden post with a wide leather belt, preventing her powerful waist from lifting her arms.
The monks, Golden Buddha and Silver Buddha, held her feet down to prevent her from struggling, while the two men, Iron Buddha and Bronze Buddha, forcefully pulled her arms down from both sides of the post. Thirteen Sister resisted desperately, but ultimately could not withstand the strength of the two men. Her arms were pulled down and tightly clung to the post. Iron Buddha and Bronze Buddha tied her wrists together, but they were not in a hurry to tie her up. They used their large, rough hands to caress Thirteen Sister's rounded shoulders and snow-white arms, making sounds of ecstasy.
Then, they used thin leather strips to tie Thirteen Sister's wrists together, saying as they bound her, "Thirteen Sister, this is a torture device specially made for you. Today, let you experience something new.
" Thirteen Sister was pinned to the torture device and couldn't move. Her arms were painfully bound, but she still spoke defiantly: "You four bald monks, the tighter the better. If I escape, you'll be in for a world of hurt.
" "You said yourself that the tighter the better, so don't blame us for being ruthless.
" The bronze Buddha monk said as he tightened the thin leather strips, then wrapped the rope around Thirteen Sister's chest, tying two strips above and below her breasts. Her round breasts were pulled even higher by the rope, and the thin leather strips dug into Thirteen Sister's flesh, causing her to wince in pain and cry out, "Ouch, ouch!"
Seeing Thirteen Sister screaming from being tied up, the four monks grinned with glee, enjoying the pleasure of binding and torturing a beautiful, naked woman.
"What's wrong? Crying in pain? If you beg for mercy, we'll loosen the rope a bit.
" Thirteen Sister remained silent. "Want me to beg for mercy? Unless the sun rises in the west,
" she thought to herself.
"How about it? Want us to tie it tighter? We have plenty of strength.
" This time, Thirteen Sister dared not utter a sound, afraid that the monks would really get rough and she would get hurt for nothing.
"How is it? Little girl, does it feel good to be tied up?" "Hmph, you bunch of bald monks, lecherous monks, instead of ringing the bell and chanting Buddhist prayers, you only know how to torment women. You'll get your retribution sooner or later..." Before she could finish speaking, another rope was tightened around Thirteen Sister's chest.
"For an ordinary woman, she would have fainted from fright long ago after entering this gate. There's no need for this method.
Only someone like you would need such torture instruments.
" "If we don't tie you up tightly, with your high level of martial arts, what if you manage to turn the tables? Wouldn't we be in trouble?" "We four brothers are going to enjoy you properly today.
You'd better be able to hold on.
" You suffered physical abuse and mental humiliation at the same time.
But what could Thirteen Sister You do at this moment?
She could only blush and let them tie and ravage her. She could only move her hands and found that they were tied very tightly. Only her fingers could bend and stretch. Her arms, shoulders and upper body were as if they were glued to the torture instruments with no room for movement. She could only curse fiercely: "I will never let you off.
" After tying her wrists, seeing that her upper body could not move, Iron Buddha and Bronze Buddha hurriedly came over to help Golden Buddha Sister and Silver Buddha tie her lower body: Originally, Golden Buddha and Silver Buddha could only hold one leg each, but with Thirteen Sister Liang Mei's powerful struggles, kicks and thrashing, they could not tie them up.
Now there were four men. Two of them pulled on each leg, and Thirteen Sister finally gave in. Her thighs were forcibly spread apart and pressed against the fork in the torture device. They knew that Thirteen Sister's strong thighs were very powerful, so to be on the safe side, they used three-finger-wide leather straps to secure the device to her thighs and near her knees. Then they tightly bound Thirteen Sister's two dangling feet to the two legs of the device with thin leather ropes.
In this position, Thirteen Sister was completely bound and could not move. Her hairless vulva was completely unprotected, and her spread thighs made her crotch slightly open, which was very tempting.
The four monks looked very satisfied with Thirteen Sister who was now bound.
"Thirteen Sister, see if it's tied up securely?" asked Monk Golden Buddha.
Thirteen Sister struggled to lift her head, glancing at the leather straps and ropes tightly binding her to the torture device. Her snow-white limbs and body were bound to the device by strong cowhide ropes, leaving her no room to move. Her head slumped back helplessly against the short, round wooden post, her long, flowing hair hanging down.
Her breasts were high and firm, her vulva wide open, her slit slightly parted, making her look extremely lewd. The four monks couldn't help
but drool. Thirteen Sister was unwilling to be humiliated like this. She took a deep breath and tried again to break free of the cowhide ropes. The ropes binding her white, healthy, naked body creaked as they were pulled, but she failed and still couldn't break free.
"Thirteen Sister, don't waste your energy.
These are specially made cowhide ropes; even a tiger can be bound with them.
No matter how skilled you are, you can't escape."
"Thirteen Sister cried out, "Oh... Ah! Let me go!" She struggled in vain once more. Having trained in martial arts, Thirteen Sister's muscles were strong and powerful; as she struggled, her entire body tensed, her curves, though feminine, were remarkably athletic.
Deprived of her freedom, Thirteen Sister struggled desperately, her snow-white, full body writhing violently.
Admiring Thirteen Sister's strong and beautiful naked body bound by leather ropes, the four monks felt a throbbing pain in their genitals, and were deeply distressed. They pulled down their pants, revealing their ugly parts.
Thirteen Sister knew she couldn't escape this ordeal today, and her heart was filled with sorrow.
She closed her eyes, tears streaming from the corners.
"Thirteen Sister, this time you couldn't beat us, and we captured you.
Don't blame us.
" This was the first time Thirteen Sister had seen a man's genitals at such close range. Could this thing be what would enter her body later? She dared not think any further.
Seeing the four gleaming, erect, pulsating penises, seemingly alive, inching closer to her, yet powerless to stop them, Thirteen Sister's face flushed crimson. She
struggled and writhed on the torture instruments, but the merciless ropes bound her, preventing her from escaping. Each attempt only caused the ropes to dig deeper into her flesh. Thirteen Sister gasped and struggled, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her pear-shaped breasts heaving, a captivating sight.
"Beasts...beasts...let me go..." But these cries only fueled the four monks' lust.
Thirteen Sister knew she was about to be raped by these four men, filled with shame and indignation. Though she couldn't escape, she struggled fiercely
. The four monks were seasoned veterans; they knew that a healthy, youthful virgin like Thirteen Sister would have highly sensitive nerves and be easily aroused.
"Come here, let us give you a good time.
" The four men exchanged glances, their eyes meeting in unison, and simultaneously pounced on the helpless Thirteen Sister, tightly bound to the torture instruments.
As the four monks' eight large hands touched Thirteen Sister's body almost simultaneously, she reflexively screamed.
"Ah, you beasts... shameless monks... let me go... let me go now..." The four monks ignored Thirteen Sister's cries; they were determined to enjoy this female captive to their heart's content.
The Silver Buddha monk began to caress Thirteen Sister's left, snow-white, soft breast, massaging her tender, warm nipple and clitoris.
The Iron Buddha and Bronze Buddha monks' hands landed on Thirteen Sister's soft, perky right breast, beginning to caress the girl's sensitive, delicate breast and nipple! Sometimes they would gently knead and rub, making Thirteen Sister feel an unbearable tingling sensation; sometimes they would pinch her nipples, squeezing and stretching them; sometimes they would knead them vigorously, deforming Thirteen Sister's delicate breasts and stimulating them until they quickly hardened.
"These are fine breasts, they feel so good to touch, don't you think, Third Brother?" the Silver Buddha Monk asked.
"Who says they aren't? These breasts are so white and elastic, they're irresistible,
" the Bronze Buddha Monk replied, taking Thirteen Sister's right nipple into his mouth and licking it in circles with his tongue.
"It's just like eating a fresh, juicy grape,
" the Bronze Buddha Monk said while sucking on Thirteen Sister's round nipple.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister felt an unbearable tingling and itching sensation in her right breast as the bronze Buddha monk licked it, while her left breast was painfully pinched by the monk's rough, large hands. Yet, amidst the pain, there was a strange, pleasurable tingling and itching sensation. She desperately shook her bound body, futilely trying to escape the monk's caresses, but those large hands ignored her.
Gradually, an indescribable pleasure surged within Thirteen Sister. She felt an unpleasant discomfort as her breasts were touched, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.
"Ah... ooh..." she uttered labored moans and gasps.
The monk Zhaohan stood between Thirteen Sister's thighs, his hands moving towards her plump, delicate thighs and the tender vulva between her spread legs. He skillfully moved his hands gently around her sensitive inner thighs and tender red labia, playing with her thick pubic hair and stimulating her delicate clitoris, which had lost its protective warmth. Thirteen Sister's young body involuntarily became excited, waves of irresistible pleasure washing over her. Her tightly clenched lips involuntarily loosened, and she moaned incessantly, her whole body trembling. Her breasts hardened, and her small nipples swelled. Gradually, glistening droplets of moisture seeped from her played-with vulva! Then, the monk Zhaohan touched Thirteen Sister's vulva with one finger. Thirteen Sister's buttocks jerked upwards; she knew the monks' dirty hands were about to enter her pure body.
Sure enough, the monk Jinfo slowly inserted his middle finger into Thirteen Sister's vagina, then slowly moved it around inside, probing the vaginal walls. Finally, he found the small red clitoris inside Thirteen Sister's vagina and concentrated his strength to knead it.
Once this wonderful spot was kneaded, the intense stimulation made Thirteen Sister unable to control her body, and she couldn't stop trembling.
Thirteen Sister felt ashamed of being played with, and tears filled her eyes, but the physiological changes were uncontrollable.
She felt her will gradually collapse under the manipulation and humiliation of the four evil monks' hands. The pleasure in her body could no longer be suppressed and could not be resisted. Her round buttocks involuntarily rose, her bound body twisted, and her two small, bright breasts rose and fell in front of her chest. The fingers of her hand, which was bound behind her back, opened and closed in the rope, trying to break free, but the rope bound her so tightly that her hand had no chance of breaking free.
She groaned loudly.
#The Golden Buddha Monk saw that Thirteen Sister was clearly aroused, but he wasn't in a hurry to insert his penis. Instead, he increased the pressure of his kneading. He inserted two fingers, while the rest of his fingers manipulated, kneaded, and pinched Thirteen Sister's labia majora and minora, and her clitoris.
Thirteen Sister was almost crying, her whole body covered in sweat. At that moment, she truly longed for a man's penis to penetrate her, but her strong pride prevented her from saying it. She bit her lip hard.
The Golden Buddha Monk thought to himself, "You are meat on my chopping block. Let's see how long you can hold out.
" He wouldn't let Thirteen Sister be satisfied.
He continued to knead and stimulate her.
Because she was bound, Thirteen Sister had no way to move her body to relieve the stimulation.
The only part she could move was her head.
She could only lean back and sway her head from side to side, then tilt it back, her beautiful hair fluttering.
Her red lips parted as if to cry out, "I can't take it anymore, give it to me!
" Seeing Thirteen Sister's cheeks flushed like two red clouds, and her vaginal fluids gushing like a fountain, she was clearly unable to hold back. The Golden Buddha Monk thought the time was right and placed his penis on Thirteen Sister's vagina. He first rotated and rubbed
the head of his penis around the entrance, then used his hand to pull Thirteen Sister's labia majora and minora apart, revealing the bright red flesh. He began to slowly thrust in. "Ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out loudly, her brows furrowed. The Golden Buddha Monk immediately pulled out and thrust in again, deeper than before. " Ouch..." Thirteen Sister cried out in pain. "...You beasts...ah...damn..." Although there was a lot of vaginal fluid, it was still Thirteen Sister's first time, and her tight vagina was being stretched open, which still hurt a lot.

This pain wasn't like superficial, bearable pain; it was a piercing, excruciating agony. Thirteen Sister cried out, oblivious to the laughter of those around her, her cries sometimes broken by the pain.
To distract her, the monk Jinfo kissed her breasts again, gently nibbling and biting them with his long teeth, causing her a tingling, itchy discomfort.
At the same time, Jinfo's penis penetrated further inside her. Gradually, the pain lessened, and Thirteen Sister's cries subsided. However, her expression revealed her extreme discomfort with the man's large, snake-like member entering her body. She twisted her body, trying to stop the man's penis.
But bound, what could she do to stop Jinfo's penis from repeatedly parting her vagina and penetrating her, regardless of her wishes? The copious amounts of vaginal fluid lubricated Jinfo's penis, making Thirteen Sister feel a little better.
After dozens of thrusts, finally, the Golden Buddha Monk thrust his body forward, plunging his penis all the way into Thirteen Sister's vagina. The pubic hair of his penis clung to Thirteen Sister's vulva, and bright red blood flowed down her thighs. Thirteen Sister cried out, her head snapping back, and she sobbed sadly. "Don't be afraid," the Golden Buddha Monk chuckled wickedly, "
you'll soon find nothing as comfortable as this. " He let his penis remain inside Thirteen Sister for a moment, allowing her to adjust, before slowly thrusting in and out. The foreskin rubbed against the walls of her vagina. With each in-and-out motion, Thirteen Sister felt the movement of his penis, and gradually she felt a burning sensation on her vaginal walls, a sensation that filled her with both shame and a touch of pleasure. The Golden Buddha Monk's penis moved faster and faster, and Thirteen Sister's mind was in chaos. She felt like she was being thrown into the sea, rising and falling with the Golden Buddha Monk's body, the pleasure intensifying. The Golden Buddha Monk's strong chest pressed against Thirteen Sister's soft breasts, making it hard for her to breathe. Pleasure filled her entire body; she cried out for release, unable to resist biting the Golden Buddha Monk's shoulder. The Golden Buddha Monk's speed increased, and Thirteen Sister's moans turned into desperate screams. Was it pain? Shame? Pleasure? Or a combination of all? Thirteen Sister felt confused. She was being raped and humiliated, so why was she experiencing pleasure? Suddenly, the Golden Buddha Monk shuddered, a surge of heat rushing into Thirteen Sister's body, and both of them reached orgasm simultaneously. The Golden Buddha Monk, drenched in sweat, lay panting on the equally drenched, naked Thirteen Sister. After a long while, the monk Jinfo finally got off Thirteen Sister, satisfied, and made way for the other three monks. Thirteen Sister, however, almost fainted. She was panting heavily when she felt the four monks untie her from the torture device and drag her to another X-shaped wooden frame. Thirteen Sister was powerless to resist. The four monks separated her arms and tied them upwards to an upward-sloping pillar, and her legs were separated and tied to two downward-sloping legs of the frame. Her shoulders, thighs, and waist were also secured with leather straps, making her body form an X-shape. The difference was that this X-shaped frame was tilted backwards, causing Thirteen Sister's body to tilt backwards as well, making her pubic hair clearly visible, and her vulva faintly visible beneath it. Thirteen Sister's head slumped weakly to one side, her long hair hanging down, partially obscuring her breast, a poignant and captivating sight. "Thirteenth Sister, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, or how strong you are, once you're tied to this frame, you can't escape! " the Silver Buddha Monk laughed. Hearing this, Thirteenth Sister looked up in horror to see the tall, obese Silver Buddha Monk, weighing a good 160-170 pounds, pounce on her. She felt as if he were a small mountain of flesh, completely pressing her down. His thick chest pressed against her breasts, making it hard for her to breathe. Then, the Silver Buddha Monk pressed his thick lips against her small mouth. She desperately tried to dodge, finally managing to get a small opening, where she gasped for air. But then, the Silver Buddha Monk cupped her face and forcefully kissed her again. "Ugh..." Thirteenth Sister almost suffocated. "You tasted my elder brother's earlier, now try mine, " the Silver Buddha Monk said, lifting Thirteen Sister's chin. Thirteen Sister struggled to open her eyes, then quickly closed them again, for she saw the Silver Buddha Monk's thick penis thrusting towards her entrance. "No, no..." Thirteen Sister cried out in panic, her body twisting, but her entire body was tightly bound; how could she escape? She felt that hot thing part her labia majora and minora, rotating as it thrust in. Thirteen Sister mustered her strength, straining her lower body to tighten her vaginal opening, but she didn't realize that the Silver Buddha Monk's penis being gripped by her vagina only increased his pleasure. Having already been raped by the Golden Buddha Monk, her vagina was filled with semen and vaginal fluid, making it easy for the Silver Buddha Monk's penis to penetrate. With a "plop," the Silver Buddha Monk's penis pierced to the hilt. Thirteen Sister screamed, her head snapping back. She felt as if she were about to be pierced through. She sobbed, lamenting that this fearsome heroine, who struck terror into the hearts of her enemies, was utterly powerless to protect herself. Her most precious body was like an open door, allowing these lecherous monks to violate her at will, easily penetrating her, while she could only watch helplessly. She felt the sorrow of being a woman. Tied to the frame in an X-shape, she watched as the muscular Silver Buddha monk gripped her breasts and began thrusting. The Silver Buddha monk's movements were large, each time penetrating all the way in, sometimes withdrawing completely before thrusting in again. Thirteen Sister thought his penis was completely out, so she tightened her vagina, trying to stop it from entering again. But the Silver Buddha monk's spear still forcefully parted her labia majora and minora, thrusting in all the way with unstoppable force, making it almost impossible for Thirteen Sister to breathe. The silver-spraying monk's penis was tightly enveloped by Thirteen Sister's vaginal walls, the friction providing intense stimulation to both of them. Adding to this, the monk's large hands constantly caressed and kneaded her sensitive areas, causing Thirteen Sister to experience a mixture of pain and sadistic pleasure. She felt her body was no longer under her control, gradually enveloped in a tingling, itchy sensation. Excitement and pleasure surged through her brain, and Thirteen Sister reached orgasm during the monk's brutal rape. Finally, the monk ejaculated, his penis making a few final thrusts inside Thirteen Sister before gradually softening. Thirteen Sister was drenched in sweat. Looking at the monk still panting on top of her, she angrily said, "You old bald monk, get off me now!" She really wanted to kick him off, but her limbs were tightly bound, and she couldn't move. The monk, still unsatisfied, continued to lie on Thirteen Sister's body, enjoying the softness of her beautiful form. The two monks, Bronze Buddha and Iron Buddha, couldn't wait any longer. They pulled Silver Buddha Monk off Thirteen Sister and lifted the frame, along with Thirteen Sister bound to it, onto an octagonal table. Thirteen Sister awoke from her unconsciousness and found herself still bound in an X-shape, but this time lying on her back. The trembling exposed all her sensitive nerves to the men. She felt another man's genitals pressing against her vulva—that was Iron Buddha Monk—while another man's genitals were pressed against her mouth—that was Bronze Buddha Monk.

Thirteen Sister instinctively closed her mouth tightly, shaking her head to prevent the Bronze Buddha Monk's genitals from penetrating her.
But suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her lower body; it turned out the Iron Buddha Monk was beginning to insert his penis. Although she had already been raped by two men, the Iron Buddha Monk's penis was particularly large, and the pain from the glans parting her vulva made Thirteen Sister open her mouth. At this moment, the Bronze Buddha Monk seized the opportunity to shove his penis into Thirteen Sister's mouth.
"Ah...ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out in pain.
Previously, she could concentrate her strength to deal with one end to alleviate the pain, but now she was being attacked from both above and below, making it impossible for her to resist.
Her hands and feet were completely stretched out and bound, and she couldn't pull them back even if she wanted to. Her sensitive body was completely exposed, making the stimulation from the tremors exceptionally intense.
The monk, holding Thirteen Sister's face in his hands, rubbed his penis in and out of her mouth, sometimes poking her tongue, sometimes her throat. Thirteen Sister hated it and tried to bite down hard, but the ravaging of her lower body by the monk, Iron Buddha, left her powerless. Her two rows of pearly teeth touched the foreskin of the monk's penis and she couldn't bite down any further, which only gave the monk a great stimulation.
Sometimes the monk would pinch Thirteen Sister's nose, forcing her to open her mouth wide and let the monk's penis churn and thrust in and out of her mouth. When the monk
's thick penis entered, Thirteen Sister's vagina involuntarily contracted, and the monk thrust even harder, while squeezing Thirteen Sister's breasts hard with his hands, waves of pain and tingling spreading throughout her body.
"Thirteen Sister, will you surrender or not? Let's see who's stronger.
" Saying this, he thrust all the way in, completely inside her.
Thirteen Sister felt as if he were piercing her body.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out.
"How about it? You female thief, you've harmed so many of our brothers. Today I'm going to avenge them. I'm going to fuck you to death.
" Saying this, he thrust in again, completely penetrating her.
"Ah..." Thirteen Sister cried out again.
Although she felt humiliated, she also felt extremely comfortable being fucked. She looked forward to his next, even more intense thrust.
Waves of tingling and itching sensations, from her vulva, from her breasts, from her mouth, from her cheeks, from the various parts of her body that the two monks were touching, assaulted her brain.
Thirteen Sister was highly skilled in martial arts and had a strong personality. No one had ever forced her to do anything. But this time, she was tied up and gang-raped by four men. Helpless, she had no choice but to accept the reality. During the gang rape, she experienced an extremely intense sexual pleasure.
Thirteen Sister's sexual desire was greatly aroused. The caresses and lovemaking, even the rough abuse, from the men were incredibly intoxicating.
The lovemaking brought her wave after wave of pleasure, and she felt as if her vagina was enveloping his penis, like a baby suckling at a breast, and the semen was like milk.
Although ashamed and aroused, the intense pleasure from the rape was undeniable; she even felt that only rough sex would satisfy her. She was completely immersed in this pleasure, her vaginal fluids gushing out like a spring.
She also reached orgasm when the Bronze Buddha and Iron Buddha monks simultaneously ejaculated their scalding semen into her body and mouth.
She really wanted to rest, but the four monks wouldn't give up. Looking at Thirteen Sister's alluring lower body, they exclaimed, "What a great body! We four brothers have already taken her a round, but her little hole is still so tight!
" Actually, Thirteen Sister's nerves were on the verge of collapse, but upon hearing this, she forced her eyes open and said hatefully, "You...you...you be careful! Next time you fall into my hands...I...I will never let you go! I'll castrate you all!
" "Little girl, you're really stubborn. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know that the Horse King has three eyes,
" said the Silver Buddha monk.
"Thirteen Sister, I was thinking of stopping here.
If you insist, I'll rape you again,
" the Bronze Buddha monk agreed.
The four monks then took the naked Thirteen Sister down from the rack and began a second round of gang rape.
6. The humiliation of having her pierced and ringed was palpable. The four monks, seeing that Thirteen Sister had exhausted herself during the first round of gang rape and was nearly collapsed, estimated she wouldn't recover quickly.
With four against one, they figured Thirteen Sister wouldn't be able to escape, so this time, they didn't tie her up.
They held down her hands, feet, and body. She mustered her remaining strength to resist, but the four monks were trained in martial arts, their tanned bodies bulging with powerful muscles. How could they let her escape? She felt a large hand kneading her breast, so she grabbed it and tried to pull away, but found her strength too weak to break free. She tried to punch him, but it didn't hurt. She tried to grab and pinch him with her fingers, but his muscles were so firm that she couldn't penetrate them.
Soon, her hand was grabbed and pulled away by another large hand, then raised above her head and held together. That large hand was so strong that her hand, raised above her head, was held tightly and she couldn't break free. Meanwhile, the large hand on her breasts kneaded them even more vigorously. She felt her breasts being squeezed out of shape, both painful and pleasurable. The penis inserted inside her moved violently, sending waves of tingling pleasure throughout her body, which she couldn't resist.
After a while, they would spread her arms horizontally and hold her down, or turn her over and enter from behind, or forcefully press her arms behind her back, forcing her chest to stand high in a very sexy position to facilitate rape. Sometimes they would press down on her long hair, preventing her from raising her head, while simultaneously thrusting their penis into her vagina and mouth.
She tried desperately to close her legs, but two monks pulled them apart forcefully, one on each side, preventing her from closing them. Then, a third monk's penis pierced her body.
Thirteen Sister's snow-white, smooth naked body put up a defiant resistance, but she couldn't overcome the brute force of the four monks. Every time she resisted, the monks subdued her. Her resistance only fueled the men's competitive spirit and desire to conquer her, making them feel powerful and strong in front of a woman, further arousing their lust.
"Hmph, I don't believe four grown men can't subdue a little girl like you.
" " Even the most stubborn little girl will be subdued in our hands. " The four
monks tormented Thirteen Sister, turning her over and over. Thirteen Sister had been gang-raped several times, her genitals covered in the monks' sticky semen. She had fainted several times, but upon waking, she would struggle again. Finally, the four monks had no choice but to tie her hands behind her back once more. "Ah..." Thirteen Sister's pitiful screams echoed continuously in the Golden Buddha Temple. The young monks outside the prison gate heard the four monks' excited thrusting, panting, and the girl's screams, and their hot penises involuntarily stood erect again. All five men were covered in sweat. The four monks were ravaging Thirteen Sister's beautiful naked body. Xing Diao was extremely excited. Thirteen Sister's snow-white and delicate body was being ravaged by four oily, dark, and rough bodies. One person after another changed on top of her, but she was still pressed down, and all her sexual organs were being violated and stimulated.

Although Thirteen Sister subjectively did not want to be gang-raped, she was now completely powerless. Although her body was still resisting, she felt conquered deep down and had to admit that the men were stronger than her; she was no match for these four powerful men. Every time she mustered her courage to try to stop the monks' penises from penetrating her again, she failed each time. The monks' movements were rough and powerful, and it was this rough and powerful suppression that gave Thirteen Sister an extreme sense of stimulation. In the continuous gang rape, she experienced increasingly intense pleasure, and every cell in her body was immersed in extreme excitement, producing wave after wave of orgasms. She could no longer control her thoughts and repeatedly fell into a semi-conscious state.
In a daze, she felt that she was a female warrior living in a barbaric era, belonging to a tiger tribe. She was born with a strong physique, chasing wild deer, foxes, and rabbits in the plains and mountains every day, often fighting with black bears and tigers, and fighting against the ferocious dragon tribe to protect her homeland.
In those times, male dragons, seeking to produce healthy and strong offspring, would naturally seek out strong and capable females. If their advances were rejected, they would resort to rape.
Because she possessed not only an enviable figure but also agile speed, extraordinary strength, and robust muscles, she became a prime target for capture by rival dragon tribes.
One day, dressed in her warrior's helmet, she was walking across the wilderness. The blue sky, green grass, and white clouds made her feel particularly good.
Suddenly, five or six dragon warriors appeared ahead, wielding spears and shields, charging towards her. She immediately fled in the opposite direction, but five or six dragon warriors also appeared there, their heads adorned with feathers and their faces painted in various colors, giving them an eerie and terrifying appearance.
She tried to escape as fast as she could, but the faster she ran, the slower she became.
She was quickly captured by the dragon warriors. Despite her powerful struggles, the male dragon warriors were all like bodybuilders, their arms and legs as thick as buckets, their muscles bulging, far stronger than her. These dozen or so dragon warriors stripped
her of her helmet, pressed her face up onto the grass, her arms and legs spread wide, and tied her to the surrounding trees with vines.
She tried to scream, but no sound came out.
Then a dragon warrior with a scabbard-like face pressed down on her, kneading her breasts until they were swollen and itchy. A moment later, he forcefully thrust his thick, long penis into her vagina, ejaculating a large amount of semen inside, while she herself also ejaculated a large amount of vaginal fluid.
When Han Shisanmei awoke, she realized she had just entered a dream state.
At this moment, she saw the Iron Buddha monk standing up, holding her still-dripping penis, while the Bronze Buddha monk thrust his spear at her. Thirteen Sister screamed and fainted again.
Exhausted, weak, and naked, Thirteen Sister was pushed by four burly martial arts monks towards the bamboo grove behind the Golden Buddha Temple.
In the northern bamboo grove, the four monks—Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron—were already waiting with several younger monks. Seeing Thirteen Sister being brought there, they all surrounded her.
The Gold and Silver monks, with wicked grins, grabbed Thirteen Sister, untied the ropes binding her, and then grabbed one of her arms, pulling it behind her back, elbows tightly together, and binding it with rope, making Thirteen Sister's beautiful breasts stand even more prominently.
The excruciating pain in her shoulder made Thirteen Sister cry out, "It hurts so much! What are you trying to do?" The monk, Jinfo, said, "Heroine, you haven't put on makeup since you came to our temple. Now, this humble monk will personally help you with your makeup.
" He then ordered two martial monks to drag Thirteen Sister to a bamboo pole as thick as an arm.
Thirteen Sister was forced to stand with her back against the bamboo.
First, ropes were wrapped around Thirteen Sister's wrists three times and secured them to the bamboo pole. Then, her arms and elbows were wrapped and secured to the bamboo pole with ropes. Her breasts and waist were also wrapped and secured to the bamboo pole with ropes more than a dozen times. The ropes were pulled so tight that Thirteen Sister's upper body was firmly fixed to the bamboo pole.
Then, the area around Thirteen Sister's thighs was tightly bound to the bamboo pole with three more loops of rope. The ropes were then wrapped around her upper knees three times, securing her thighs to the bamboo pole.
Another rope was added to her ankles, the other end threaded through an iron ring attached to a bamboo pole above her head. Pulling down the rope, one foot was hoisted up, and Thirteen Sister was suspended on the bamboo. Her entire weight caused the rope to dig even deeper into her delicate skin.
Then, her thighs and calves were tightly bound to the upright bamboo pole.
At this point, no matter how much Thirteen Sister struggled, she couldn't change her position, let alone escape the entanglement of the rope.
"Ah… no! It's too tight.
It hurts!" Her leg cramped, the excruciating pain sending convulsions through her entire body, causing her beautiful, fully erect breasts to tremble.
Beads of sweat appeared on her face, neck, upper body, and trembling breasts, streaming down her back.
"You scoundrel! You beast!!" she cursed through the pain.
"Don't rush," the Golden Buddha monk said fiercely, "The makeup will hurt a lot later, how can you do it if you're not tied tight?" The monk who sold the golden Buddha ordered a martial monk to gather Thirteen Sister's hair and tie it with a thin rope, hanging it from an iron ring on a bamboo pole above her head. He then stuffed a wooden ball riddled with holes into her mouth and tied it to the bamboo pole behind her head with
another rope. Thus, except for her eyes, Thirteen Sister was completely immobilized, her entire body suspended on the bamboo pole.
"Ugh..." Thirteen Sister let out a desperate moan.
Tears streamed down her face.
The monk who sold the golden Buddha touched Thirteen Sister's newly grown pubic hair and chuckled maliciously, "More hair has grown, so fast.
" He then ordered a young monk, "Go, bring me a knife, I'll trim the hair again.
" Within minutes of the shaving, the pain in Thirteen Sister's tightly bound limbs turned to numbness, the excruciating pain transforming into a piercing, numbing agony.
She was delirious: "It's over! I can't go on.
" Suddenly, a sharp, intense pain jolted her awake. The monk Jinfo had pierced the inner wall between her nostrils with an awl, then inserted a copper ring,
like a nose ring on a bull's nose.
The immense pain made her try to grab the awl, but the merciless rope prevented even a pitiful twist.
Blood flowed down the silver ring, dripping onto the ground.
Below Thirteen Sister's beautiful, bright nose, a copper nose ring less than an inch in diameter appeared.
The lower part of the ring was positioned just in front of Thirteen Sister's upper lip, not interfering with her eating.
The intense pain brought tears to Thirteen Sister's eyes.
The monk Jinfo then grabbed Thirteen Sister's fully erect breasts and kneaded them with his fingers, causing the granulation tissue to contract in excruciating pain.
However, the foreskin blocked the silver ring, preventing the granulation tissue from retracting further.
After a violent spasm, Thirteen Sister fainted from the pain.
However, the fainting was temporary, and Thirteen Sister was awakened by the pain.
When she awoke, the first thing she saw was a very hot, one-inch-wide iron block swaying in front of her.
Then, an old goldsmith with tears streaming down his face appeared before Thirteen Sister's eyes. "Girl, I had no choice, they forced me to do this.
I will pour the iron gently, just bear with it,
" the old goldsmith said in a trembling voice.
Thirteen Sister saw that the old goldsmith, with tears streaming down his face, also had tears in his eyes and was sobbing as if he wanted to say something.
"Sizzle... sizzle..." A series of intense, burning sensations rushed into Thirteen Sister's nostrils.
The heat immediately spread throughout her head.
Thirteen Sister, with one eye tightly closed, felt a wave of fire rush into her entire head cavity.
As the heat slowly subsided, the pain began to spread in her nasal cavity.
Then, her right breast felt like it was being boiled in oil, and Thirteen Sister fainted from the intense pain.
The monk, Huan Jinfo, ordered the old goldsmith to continue welding the rings onto Thirteen Sister's left nipple, labia, and clitoris, one by one.
An hour later, Thirteen Sister was awakened by a bucket of cold water poured on her by a young monk, and she was back in endless agony.
"Ugh..." A knife-like pain shot through her nose, chest, and genitals.
"Ha... with this adornment, you are even more stunning.
Who would have thought that the once-renowned heroine would become like this? These ornaments on you, aren't they? Which hero is fortunate enough to have you should thank me; you have a few more holes than other girls.
Hahahaha..." "This devil," Thirteen Sister thought, feeling both angry and helpless.
She no longer possessed the intense desire for revenge she had at the beginning.
"It's over, I'm ruined. Even if I escape, how can I face anyone? Besides, escaping is almost impossible.
I'll be tortured to death by this cruel demon sooner or later.
" "Don't worry," the Golden Buddha monk seemed to see through her thoughts. "How could I bear to let your angelic figure disappear? I'll keep tormenting you, ravaging you, while admiring your beautiful face. I'll make you my sex slave, I'll make you the most alluring and lewd woman in the world, hahaha..." The Silver Buddha monk approached with a box of ointment, feigning innocence, "Thirteenth Sister, this humble monk has this treasure. Apply it, and I guarantee your piercings will be healed by tomorrow.
" Then, he applied the ointment to all the rings and began rotating the nose ring, nipple ring, and genital ring... 7. The Ending: Three days after Thirteenth Sister's body was pierced and ringed.
Inside the Golden Buddha Temple, hundreds of candles were lit, illuminating the area.
Ten square tables were set up in the courtyard, laden with chicken, duck, fish, and meat. Several jars of wine sat beside each table; though sealed, the aroma of wine still wafted out, making the young monks' mouths water.
Jin Fo and Shan Zai were holding a feast to celebrate capturing Thirteen Sister.
All the monks, young and old, from the four temples were beaming with joy, having already taken their seats at the tables, ready to drink heartily.
Six villagers dressed as farmers busily sifted wine from the jars into large bowls in front of each person; they had brought wine for the temple.
Between two large trees near the courtyard wall stood two wooden pillars, each with two iron rings at the top and bottom. A naked girl, her arms and legs spread wide, hung from the iron rings, her body splayed out in a stark contrast. Her nostrils, nipples, labia, and clitoris were adorned with nose rings, nipple rings, and clitoral rings, respectively. All the rings were threaded with thin silk, and two laughing young monks pulled on and off them, causing the girl's face to contort in pain, making her appear utterly miserable.
No one would believe that this pitiful girl was the legendary heroine Thirteen Sister, who had once struck fear into the hearts of evildoers.
On the left tree hung Thirteen Sister's bow and iron bullet pouch, and on the right, her sword.
Two martial monks stood guard on each side, wielding clubs.
After days of torment, Thirteen Sister was quite weak; her head hung limply, her long hair cascading down, obscuring half of her breast.
The moonlight and candlelight illuminated her white body, making her appear incredibly alluring.
The four monks, Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron, emerged from the main hall and took their seats, immediately eliciting cheers from the younger monks sitting around the table.
Monk Gold Buddha raised his wine bowl and declared loudly, "Brothers of the four temples, we've captured Thirteen Sister, the female thief who has always been our enemy! From now on, no one will bother us when we collect rent.
We'll take back all the rent owed by those poor wretches, principal and interest!
" "Yes, take it back, principal and interest!
" the younger monks responded.
"Thirteen Sister, you've made us suffer a lot in the past. These past few days, we've shown you our skills.
Aren't you, heroine?" Monk Gold Buddha asked Thirteen Sister.
An Shisanmei really wanted to kick him a couple of times, but as soon as she moved, she remembered that she was bound in a spread-eagle position. She could only curse angrily, "You bald thief, I won't let you
get away with this!" Upon hearing this, the monk Yi Jinfo walked up to Shisanmei, lifted her chin, and lewdly laughed, "I captured you, tied you up, and even raped you with my brothers. I even pierced your hymen and put rings on you. What can you do to me? From now on, you'll be called Beautiful Ring Shisanmei.
Hahahaha... Hahahaha..." The other monks also laughed loudly.
Shisanmei was so angry she couldn't speak.
"Thirteenth Sister, I admire you for risking your life to save those lowly people.
But now you're hanging here, who will save you? Do you regret it?" "No regrets.
" "Good thirteenth sister, don't be fooled by your martial arts skills or your beautiful face. You're now in our hands. Let me tell you, from now on, you're our sex slave. We'll take you to four different temples in turn, and let the brothers in each temple rape you..." Before he finished speaking, the young monks cheered enthusiastically.
The young monks couldn't wait any longer and pleaded, "Master, let us do it now..." "Yes, Master, please have mercy and let us do it now, we can't hold back any longer!
" "Look how impatient you are, this female thief has no chance of escaping our hands, sooner or later you'll get what you want. Let
's eat and drink well today so we'll have the strength to do her tomorrow, don't you think?" Monk Jinfo laughed.
"Okay..." the monks roared with laughter.
"Let's have a competition among the four temples to see whose penis is the hardest, shall we?" Monk
Tiefo's words made the young monks laugh heartily again.
"You...you...you bald monk, lecherous thief, you'll die a horrible death..." Thirteen Sister never expected Monk Jinfo to have such a vicious idea, she was so angry that she struggled desperately, the iron ring was pulled loudly, and the wooden pillar was pulled and shook.
"Let's not just drink ourselves, let the heroine have a sip too.
"
(Chapter 8)
The Golden Buddha Monk picked up a bowl of wine and walked towards the Thirteenth Sister.
The Silver, Bronze, and Iron Monks followed.
The Thirteenth Sister knew they were about to humiliate her again, so she cried out, "Don't come any closer!
" The four monks surrounded her.
"Come, come, little beauty, have a drink.
" The Golden Buddha Monk said, bringing the wine bowl to the Thirteenth Sister's lips.
The Thirteenth Sister refused to open her mouth.
"What? You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty shot?" The Golden Buddha Monk grinned wickedly.
"Third Brother, Fourth Brother, let's help the heroine.
" So the Bronze Buddha Monk grabbed the Thirteenth Sister's chin with one hand, and the Iron Buddha Monk slowly pulled the thread on the Thirteenth Sister's nose ring upwards.
The Thirteenth Sister's nose ring turned upwards, her beautiful nostrils widened ugly, and the tip of her nose lengthened like an eagle's beak.
Thirteen Sister couldn't help but raise her head in pain, but her chin was held in place by the bronze Buddha's hand, forcing her to open her mouth. The golden Buddha monk took the opportunity to pour wine directly into her mouth, and Thirteen Sister was forced to drink the entire bowl of wine.
Before long, the strong liquor hit her head, and Thirteen Sister's cheeks flushed red. Her bright eyes became even more watery, making her look extremely charming.
"Hahahaha...the heroine has a unique charm after drinking, don't you think?" Monk Jinfo asked, lifting Thirteen Sister's chin.
"Yes,
" the monks replied.
As soon as Monk Jinfo let go, Thirteen Sister immediately lowered her head, not knowing what new humiliation awaited her.
"Come, let's raise our glasses and drink!
" Monk Jinfo felt that today was his proudest day. He was extremely happy and tilted his head back to drink a large bowl of wine in one gulp.
Amid the calls, the monks also drank the wine in their bowls.
"Bring wine!
" The calls for wine rose and fell from table to table.
This kept the six farmers very busy, pouring wine from one table to another, covered in sweat.
The two young monks who were pulling on the fine threads of Thirteen Sister's nose ring, nipple ring, and genital ring, along with the four monk soldiers guarding her, saw everyone eating and drinking like this. Knowing that Thirteen Sister was bound and had no chance of escape, they could no longer restrain themselves. They dropped their sticks, grabbed a table, and began to wolf down their food.
During this time, monks kept coming to Thirteen Sister's side to fondle her smooth body. Some monks even inserted their fingers into her genitals to grope her, then put their fingers in their mouths to suck on them, saying drunkenly, "So fragrant and fresh.
" Other monks pulled on the fine threads attached to Thirteen Sister's nose ring, nipple ring, and genital ring.
This prompted the other young monks to follow suit.
Thirteen Sister, hanging in a spread-eagle position, was helpless. She could only watch these despicable men touch her inappropriately, especially as her rings were pulled. Tears welled up in her eyes from the pain.
After five or six rounds of drinks, several monks suddenly collapsed, clutching their stomachs. Bystanders assumed the women were drunk and mocked their intoxication, but soon they too collapsed.
The four monks, Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron, seeing this, sensed something amiss and tried to investigate, but their own stomachs churned.
Although they possessed strong internal energy, they were too hot from drinking, and one of them, dizzy and unable to stand, collapsed.
At that moment, they saw the six farmers laughing and realized they must have poisoned the wine.
The story of Thirteen Sister's selfless rescue spread far and wide, and they also heard about the four temples' abuse and mistreatment of her. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and determined to rescue her.
The Golden Buddha Temple was holding a banquet, asking the people to contribute wine—this was the perfect opportunity. So they secretly added a slow-acting poison to the wine.
Seeing the monks all fall, the six farmers rushed to Thirteen Sister, untied her from the pillar, dressed her, strapped on her bow and sword, and brought her large black horse. The
black horse, seeing its master, excitedly pawed the ground with its front hooves.
Thirteen Sister cuddled with the horse for a while, then walked to the four monks.
The four monks lay on the ground, foaming at the mouth.
Seeing Thirteen Sister approach with wide-open eyes and raised eyebrows, they all knew they were near death.
Iron Buddha Monk, with his last strength, said, "Female thief, if you're going to kill me, give me a quick death.
" Bronze Buddha Monk, though knowing he wouldn't live much longer, still showed fear and pleading in his eyes.
"Heroine, spare my life! Heroine, spare my life!
" Silver Buddha Monk remained calm, closing his eyes, awaiting the sword.
Gold Buddha Monk's gaze met Thirteen Sister's, and he smiled slightly.
"Bald thief, what are you laughing at? You're about to die.
" "Hahahaha, I've been able to share intimate moments with such a beautiful heroine, enjoy the pleasures of love, and even pierce your skin and put rings on you, leaving my lifelong mark on you.
Besides, you already have the offspring of four of my brothers inside you, what regret do we have in dying?" "Thirteenth Sister, when the time comes, you must see clearly whose face it is, don't get it wrong.
" The Iron Buddha monk also mustered his last strength to force a laugh.
"You…" Unexpectedly, these two monks still uttered lewd words on their deathbeds. Remembering the torment she had suffered these past four days, Thirteenth Sister drew her sword with a "whoosh."
The four monks closed their eyes simultaneously.
Suddenly, the kind face of Granny Qingshan appeared before Thirteenth Sister, and she heard Granny Qingshan's words saying that she had too much killing intent and should do more good deeds.
She examined each of the four monks one by one, the torture and humiliation she had suffered at their hands over the past five days flashing through her mind. The shameful memories tormented her, and she closed one eye.
After a long while, she opened her eyes and thought, no matter what, she had at least survived this ordeal. Perhaps these four evil monks were sent by heaven to test and torment her? Her virginity had been taken by these men, and could never be regained.
Although she had endured immense torment and pain these past few days, somehow, after overcoming this ordeal, she still felt a strange sense of satisfaction with the extraordinary experiences of the past five days. Even while being bound and tortured, she had also experienced a kind of masochistic pleasure.
Many scenes that brought her ecstasy and pleasure flashed through her mind, especially the image of her bound body, her limbs restrained by leather ropes that rubbed against her skin, her genitals being teased and kneaded simultaneously, bringing her to orgasm again and again, making her feel that being a woman was wonderful.
She knew that she was experiencing pleasures that most women could not.
Unconsciously, she put her hands behind her back, as if the ropes were binding her again. The feeling of being tightly bound and deprived of freedom was something to savor. Her breasts stood erect, waiting to be caressed by the man's rough hands, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body, almost overwhelming her, and her lower body began to wet again.
A night breeze blew by, startling her back to reality. Fortunately, it was dark, and no one else noticed.
She touched her face, feeling it burning hot. Her hand brushed
against her nose ring, reminding her of the humiliation of having her nose pierced and ringed. What should she do? Should she just let them go like this? The death penalty may be spared, but survival is the hardest punishment.
She slowly walked past the four monks, and the flashing blades and bloody shadows, accompanied by the screams of the four monks—Gold, Silver, Bronze, and Iron—stopped.
The groins of the four monks were a bloody mess.
Thirteen Sister, the ruthless and cowardly woman, kicked each of them viciously, "Let's see how you harm women now.
" She glanced one last time at the four dying monks, angrily sheathed her sword, sighed, mounted her black horse, and swiftly disappeared into the night.

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