Stories of bandits in deserted villages

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"A whole day on mountain roads, not a soul in sight. If we don't find some amusement first, we'll suffocate!" Muttering this, Fang Renli turned his horse around, spurred it on, and galloped off, retracing his steps.
The Fang family was one of the wealthiest in town. After three daughters, they finally had Fang Renli, their youngest son. He was pampered and spoiled, needless to say. Now fourteen or fifteen, although intelligent and gifted, he could only manage a few words, and while he could ride a horse out of town, his knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting was superficial. He had given up swordsmanship and martial arts halfway through. All that remained was his handsome face and good looks, which aided his womanizing.
Ever since he was twelve and forced himself on his own maid, Fang Renli had become a name feared by all the women in town. He would flirt with those he could, and if he couldn't, he'd at least try to get a taste of their charms. If he found anything appealing, he'd grope their buttocks, or knead their breasts. Even if their faces weren't pretty, or they were as old as his mother, he'd still take advantage of them.
As for his three beautiful older sisters, the eldest was always pampered like a child, and he'd already taken full advantage of her. The second sister was meek and gentle, and he'd kiss her neckline whenever he felt like it. The only one who was a bit more assertive, the third sister, whom he didn't dare to approach directly, he'd bribed the maid to drill a hole in the wall so he could feast his eyes on her while she bathed. He also had a clever, silver-tongued maidservant between his legs to suckle and lick her until her mouth was full of sticky flesh.
Such a lustful glutton couldn't possibly stay still for almost a whole month.
To be honest, Fang Renli was reluctant to go on this long journey. Without the alluring ladies of Cuiyan Pavilion and the fine wines and delicacies of Piaoxiang Tower, he spent his days traveling by carriage and horseback, staying in inns, without even seeing a landlady to flirt with. His scrotum was practically bursting with pent-up desire.
Firstly, this time the whole family was going, leaving him alone at home would be inconvenient for expenses, and without money, much of the fun would be lost. Secondly, his eldest sister had married far away last year, becoming the wife of a martial arts family. He hadn't buried his face in those soft, full breasts for over half a year, and he was practically haunted by them. He certainly didn't want to miss this opportunity to visit. Thirdly, among the escorts he hired for the journey was a new female bodyguard, supposedly a female knight-errant who had suffered setbacks in her travels and retired from the martial world. She was tall, long-legged, slim-waisted, and had a shapely bottom—quite alluring. He was preoccupied with how to seduce her, which gave him some motivation.
After traveling for seven or eight days, the female bodyguard he wanted to seduce ignored him completely. His second and third sisters even rode in a carriage with their parents, leaving him no chance to take advantage. This frustrated him so much that even the cows he saw on the road seemed to exude a seductive charm.
Just before the group entered the mountains, he caught a glimpse of a young girl, likely the daughter of a hunter from the surrounding area. She was about fourteen or fifteen years old, tall, and carrying a bamboo basket, probably heading into the forest to gather wild delicacies to sell. Being a girl raised in the wild, although she looked quite thin, her floral trousers and jacket no longer fit her properly, revealing a section of her forearm and calf. Her forearm was firm and muscular, and her calf was slender and shapely. He immediately swallowed hard.
After much deliberation, he found an excuse to let them go first, and rode back.
The deep mountains were rife with bandits, and the bandits' shouts were very loud. Hearing the echoes from afar, Fang Renli could already see the target that had made him turn back.
The girl treated him like a passerby, paying him no mind, and continued to push aside the tall grass with a stick, probing deeper into the denser woods.
Fang Renli licked his lips, looked around, and seeing that there was indeed no one around in the desolate wilderness, he was overjoyed. He found a secluded spot, tied up his horse, and happily strolled towards the girl's direction.
He always liked to use force, but it was usually inconvenient in town. He could only have a good time occasionally, and even then, he had to be careful not to cause any trouble.
But now, in this area near the deep mountains and forests, far from any village or shop, with no one around for miles, the thought of wrestling and struggling with the girl, finally overpowering her, seeing her both ashamed and angry but helpless, only able to let him penetrate her and defile her, made his manhood hard and erect, bulging his trousers.
After walking about seven or eight paces into the woods, he spotted the girl in the distance. She had untied her basket and placed it aside, squatting on the root of an old tree, digging for something with a small shovel. Judging from her careful movements, she seemed to be gathering herbs.
Her clothes were already a bit too tight, and with her squatting like that, a large section of her lower back opened up, revealing a small patch of her fair waist. Her trousers looked like they were about to burst open, barely containing her round, plump buttocks.
Tsk… such a beautiful waist, connected to such a wonderful bottom. Holding her from behind and thrusting into her would be incredibly pleasurable. Fang Renli's mouth went dry. His eyes were fixed on the scattered dead branches and leaves on the ground as he carefully followed the solid ground, afraid of disturbing this delicious meal that was about to be devoured.
Unfortunately, his skill in climbing over walls required a servant to step on him, so moving silently through the forest was nothing short of a pipe dream. He had only taken three steps when the girl heard a sound. She turned around alertly and saw a strange man. She immediately held the small shovel to her chest, glanced at him with her dark eyes in a panic, picked up the bamboo basket beside her, and darted behind a tree.
"Hey? Hey! Miss, wait a minute!" Fang Renli hurriedly ran over. But even on flat ground, let alone in these mountains, he might not be able to catch up with this girl who lived off the land. He composed himself and quickly put on his usual pretentious act, standing there with a righteous expression, and said loudly, "Miss, I just wanted to ask for directions. Do I look like a bandit?"
He was handsome and had a certain heroic air about him. His clothes were also quite expensive. Standing there with such an imposing and upright posture was indeed very attractive to women. This was one of his most important skills, just like his sweet talk.
The young girl, a mere mountain herder, knew nothing of social etiquette. Thinking he was truly lost, she hesitated for a moment before emerging from behind a distant tree, still holding her small shovel. From a distance of several feet, she asked crisply, "Young man, where are you going?"
From the front, the girl was merely pretty, but her youthful energy and the subtle wildness of a mountain dweller amplified Fang Renli's lust. He didn't show it on his face, but pointed in the direction his family had gone, saying, "I've gotten separated from my family. They're heading southwest through the mountains. I wanted to ask you, young lady, if there's any shortcut I can take to catch up with them?"
He asked softly as he walked towards her.
After all, he was a rather handsome young man, and judging from his attire, he seemed to come from a wealthy family. The girl relaxed her guard somewhat, letting out an "oh" as she turned to the side and pointed to a higher spot, saying, "Climb up this way, there's a mountain path behind it. Walk for about ten miles, and there's a dilapidated post station at the bottom of the mountain where you can buy a horse. You won't catch up like this."
"What if I had a horse? I'd tie it up outside the woods," Fang Renli replied, taking a few more steps closer until he could clearly see the pale blue veins on the back of the girl's hand, which was gripping the strap of her basket.
The girl sensed something was wrong and turned her head, saying, "You have a horse? If you have a horse, why don't you just chase after me? Riding a horse along the mountain path is much better than you trying to run on your own two legs..."
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Fang Renli leap towards her, and immediately screamed in fright, throwing her basket at him and turning to run.
"Good sister, don't be afraid, brother just wants to get intimate with you," Fang Renli said, pushing aside the basket and grabbing the girl's wrist.
"Let go! Let go!" The girl panicked. Her wrist was gripped tightly, and the small shovel in her hand fell to the ground. Without anything to defend herself, she became even more frightened, her face turning pale as she struggled desperately.
Fortunately, Fang Renli was a half-baked martial artist who had practiced a few moves and read a few martial arts manuals. He was much stronger than the woman. After struggling for several steps, he finally managed to pull the girl into his arms with all his might.
After all, she was a girl who grew up in the mountains. Holding her in his arms, every part of her body felt supple and elastic to the touch. Her muscles were firm, lacking some of the plumpness and softness of a full-figured
woman, but one could immediately imagine what a blissful experience it would be if those long legs were clamped tightly together. "Shameless! Let me go! Let me go! Help! Someone's groping me! Help!" Driven to her wits' end by his groping, the girl put all her strength into fighting him. She screamed at the top of her lungs, kicking and struggling, pushing back with one elbow and scratching wherever her fingers touched with the other.
"Eh? Hey... Hey, don't yell, don't yell! Don't hit me, don't hit me!" Fang Renli hadn't expected this mountain girl to be so tactless, genuinely resisting such a handsome and dashing young master like him. What's more, she was quite strong, and he couldn't subdue her for a moment. Although he still held her tightly in his arms, he had taken several blows, which were burning painful, and he couldn't free his hands to take advantage of her.
The girl, whose chastity was in danger, was unlikely to stop obediently. She bent over, lowered her head, and thrust backward forcefully, her head hitting Fang Renli's chin, making him dizzy and almost causing him to let go.
"Good girl, good girl, I'm genuinely attracted to your beauty, I couldn't help myself, just let me touch you."
Fang Renli dodged another headbutt, quickly withdrew his hand, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, and stuffed it into the girl's hand, saying repeatedly, "I'll just touch it, just touch it, be good, this silver is my greeting gift.
Please, just relieve my lovesickness."
That piece of silver was at least six or seven qian (a unit of weight). This mountain girl worked hard all day in the mountains, and the things she brought back could only be exchanged for a few dozen wen (another unit of currency). She had never touched a whole piece of silver before.
Her voice immediately went hoarse, her slender fingers tightly gripping the piece of silver, frozen in place, stunned and somewhat at a loss.
Knowing that the other party was already somewhat tempted, Fang Renli felt relieved. Knowing that he couldn't provoke her too much, he left his left arm around her waist to prevent her from suddenly breaking free and running away. With his other hand, he began to stroke her abdomen in circles through her thin undershirt, praising her repeatedly how cute and charming she was.
This naive girl had never experienced such a test before. The heavy silver coins made her unable to let go, and she thought that although this lecherous man was shameless and lustful, he was still quite handsome. Touching her... wasn't such a big deal? She trembled slightly, carefully lowering one hand to hold up her waistband, and whispered, "You...you can't take off my pants."
Tsk...it seems this little girl isn't entirely ignorant about matters of the heart. Fang Renli had originally intended to lure her away and coax her into virginity, but he hadn't expected that this girl, living in a poor mountain village, would have been well-informed from the gossip of the shrewish women in the neighborhood, let alone the fact that she was at the budding age of her youth and often busy outside. Her mother had, of course, long ago instructed her on what to protect, lest she bring shame to her family after marriage and be dragged to the stream and drowned in a pig cage.
Fang Renli hadn't been with a woman for several days, and he wasn't just hard and eager to find a place to penetrate. Hearing her relent, he stopped struggling and, overjoyed, reached up and directly covered her slightly protruding breasts.
At first glance, she seemed like a naive young girl who hadn't fully grown up yet. But once he touched her, he realized that there was cloth wrapped inside her jacket, which had flattened her soft, round breasts into two flat mounds. Fang Renli had touched countless pairs of breasts, and just by grabbing them through the clothes, he knew that once the cloth was removed, two white, tender, soft, and bouncy little rabbits would definitely pop out.
The girl was both ashamed and anxious. She cried out and shrank back, but with silver in her hand and no one actually trying to take off her pants, she felt guilty and dared not protest. She could only add in a trembling voice, "You...you can just touch me through my clothes. Don't...don't put your hands inside."
Fang Renli's hand was already touching the hem of her clothes. Hearing her say this, his eyes darted around, and he chuckled, breathing hot air into her ear as he said, "Good girl, I'll listen to you. I won't put my hands inside. But you should do me a favor and untie those strips of cloth, okay? Otherwise, with so many layers in between, the more I touch, the more anxious I get, and I won't let you go."
The girl was already flustered. Fang Renli, only thinking of getting rid of him quickly and getting the money, thought that there was no difference between one layer and two layers of separation, so he nodded and reached into his jacket, untying the cloth as he whispered, "Then you have to help me tie it tight again later, otherwise it will be inconvenient to work in the mountains."
As soon as the cloth loosened, Fang Renli immediately understood why she said that. The jacket, which was originally only slightly short but barely fit his chest and abdomen, immediately created two high mounds at his chest, making the buttons almost burst open from the collar. Even the hem that had been close to his stomach had a gap, enough to fit a hand.
"Good girl, your breasts are really beautiful." Fang Renli's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but use both hands at the same time, pressing one with his palm and giving it a beautiful squeeze.
The girl groaned and gritted her teeth to resist, only clenching her small fists.
In a farming family, a large bust was a symbol of abundant milk, and walking through the fields inevitably attracted the attention of idle men. Therefore, she had long felt ashamed. Since going up the mountain to pick fruit and traversing the forest was indeed inconvenient, she stayed hidden, enduring the chest tightness and shortness of breath. Now, being praised by him, she felt no joy, only hoping that her breasts could satisfy this whore who knew where he came from, so that she could save nearly an ounce of her own money.
His hands rubbed and kneaded, playing with the full flesh until it was deformed. Fang Renli's blood boiled. Looking at the skin peeking out from beside the girl's braided hair, connecting to the faint blush at her earlobe, he couldn't help but kiss it.
"Ah...you, you kiss me!" The girl tensed up, immediately bending her elbow to block him, saying, "We agreed it was just a touch, you, you can't go back on your word! I'm very strong, you...you dare to break the rules, I, I'll hit you!"
Fang Renli loved seeing unwilling women eventually succumb to his advances, but today he figured it would be difficult to rely solely on strength, and even if he succeeded, it probably wouldn't be satisfying. He had been pent up with desire for so long, he had to release it properly, so he took out another piece of silver from his pocket and stuffed it into her hand, panting as he licked her earlobe, saying, "Good sister, here, I still have some silver here. You asked me to kiss you, it's just a kiss, it won't affect your future marriage. If you don't say anything and I don't say anything, who will know your little mouth has kissed someone else?"
This made sense, and there wouldn't be any blood on her lips to prove it. The girl bit her lip, but still turned her face away from his mouth, clearly still hesitant.
“Good girl, kissing is actually a pleasurable thing. If you feel uncomfortable, I promise I'll stop, and the money will be given away for free. Turn around, turn around and try.” Fang Renli had already kneaded her breasts until they were erect, urging her to kiss them, but his fingers didn’t stop for a moment, pinching and twisting the two slightly hard buds.
Her body was getting weaker and weaker from the kneading of the two palms on her chest, and it felt like hundreds of flying insects were buzzing in her heart, which was very annoying. She made up her mind, turned her head slightly, and at the same time took out a small purse from her bosom, hurriedly opened it, stuffed the money into it, and tied the mouth tightly.
She was just a country girl, so of course there was no rouge on her lips, and no powder on her face. Her cheeks were still blushing, but her lips were quite full and looked very soft and delicious. Fang Renli was hungry at the moment, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and immediately stretched his neck like a duck and sucked on her mouth.
Fang Renli had been frequenting brothels since he was twelve. In the past three or four years, he had ruined the bodies of countless young women and tasted the pleasures of many courtesans. He probably knew more about every part of a woman's body than the women themselves did.
Now that he had the chance to take control of her mouth, he immediately used all his skills to lick and suck, pouring his love into the girl's lips.
She had never been kissed before and had no idea how to react. Her teeth were pried open in no time, and a nimble tongue plunged in, licking her cheeks and behind her teeth in the blink of an eye. Feeling ashamed, she tried to push it away with her tongue, but this only pleased him more. He teased and sucked, and their tongues became entangled in a moment. He then lured her tongue to his mouth and began to play with it.
Normally, eating and drinking inevitably involve touching the mouth, and the girl had thought a kiss was just him touching her mouth—nothing special. But the feeling was completely different. The places he kissed and licked felt tingly and numb, and his sucked tongue was almost limp. The kisses felt like a fire was being lit inside her, suddenly burning her heart and making her sweat.
Seeing the initial success, Fang Renli quickly slipped one hand over to the row of buttons at the neckline. Hearing her soft moans from the kiss, he seized the opportunity to unbutton one. Soon, the girl's blouse was wide open, revealing most of her full, round breasts.
He was already dissatisfied with the cumbersome fabric, so he immediately reached out and grabbed her breasts from inside the open blouse, secretly praising them as a perfect pair. He couldn't wait to knead and play with them.
Being physically robust, the girl's breasts, though large, were not loose. Full as melons, the two bright red nipples proudly stood erect, their lower edges forming a large, rounded shape that could fill a hand. A slight pressure from his fingers would sink in halfway. They were plump, soft, and elastic. The only flaw was that, being a farm girl, her skin lacked the necessary nourishment and softness.
A mountain breeze swept by, and the girl felt a chill on her chest. She was suddenly startled to realize that a pair of warm hands had directly covered her breasts. She panicked and quickly pulled her tongue back, trying to avoid his pursuing mouth, while stammering, "You... how... how did you take off my clothes!" "
My dear sister, you are so charming that it's hard to ease my heart through clothes. It's just a touch, what difference does it make whether there are clothes or not?" Fang Renli explained repeatedly, while he gently touched and pinched the most vulnerable nipples on the woman's breasts, his touch becoming much gentler.
The girl bit her lip and hesitated for a long time. Perhaps hearing his aggrieved tone, she felt it was a bit unreasonable to only allow him to kiss her after receiving so much money. So she tightened her grip on her waistband and whispered, "Then...then I won't let you kiss me. You...
you can touch me." Fang Renli was an expert at taking advantage of people's advances, so he immediately said, "It's fine if you don't let me kiss you, but you have to touch me."
"Touch you? What...what's so good about touching you?"
"You don't understand. It feels really good for men and women to touch each other. Think about how it feels when I touch you. You've taken the money and you're just enjoying yourself. Can't you help me have some fun too?" Seeing that she didn't intend to run away, Fang Renli quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled it out and draped it over his arm. With a sway of his body, his pants fell down, revealing a penis the size of a child's arm, standing high between his legs.
This treasure was one of his assets for his womanizing. Several well-off women in town had been forced into sexual relations by him, and once they tasted the sweetness, they couldn't extricate themselves.
However, this thing was of little use to an inexperienced girl, only adding to her fear. Therefore, as soon as he pulled down his pants, he shifted his body behind her, so she wouldn't see it, and pressed it against her lower back, saying,
"Good girl, help me touch it. The sooner I'm satisfied, the sooner I can let you go home, right? You can hide this secret stash of money well, buy some rouge and powder to dress up in the future, and I guarantee you'll marry into a good family."
The girl was already flustered by his words. After hesitating for a long time, she turned her hand back, biting her lip, and said, "You…
you touch it. See where it pleases you."
“Of course, it’s here.” Fang Renli was overjoyed. He pressed the girl’s small hands against his erect penis, his mouth close to her neck as he said repeatedly, “This is a man’s treasure. Hold it and stroke it back and forth.”
She squeezed it, feeling as if she were holding a warm bone, long and thick, a vital organ, unlike her younger brother’s small and delicate one. She mustered her courage and moved it back and forth, the soft leather covering the thing sliding back and forth like a sleeve.
Fang Renli had been surrounded by women for a long time, so this kind of manipulation was obviously not enough for him. But he pretended to keep talking about how pleasurable it was, coaxing her to focus all her attention on his penis, while he secretly freed his hands, temporarily releasing the two hardened nipples, and took off the belt draped over his arm.
The girl was completely unaware that the greatest crisis was imminent. She was still secretly relieved that the lecherous man had finally released her breasts; they were swollen and throbbing from his caresses, and even her bladder area felt sore. Although there was some pleasure in it, she still felt uneasy. She preferred to let him rub his manhood with his hands behind his back, earning some money.
This position was inconvenient, so she hesitated, blushing, and whispered, "Can I...can I turn around? It's so awkward using this much force; my arms are aching."
Fang Renli hummed in agreement, but knew in his heart that this was a golden opportunity. He immediately used a lasso technique he had learned from hunters, looping the belt around the girl's wrist.
"Hey! What are you doing!" The girl's wrist tightened, and she immediately realized something was wrong. She tried to escape with her other hand, but Fang Renli, who was already waiting nearby, easily looped the belt around her wrist, grabbed one end, and yanked it hard, quickly tying a tight knot.
Now unable to break free, the girl's eyes reddened with anger. She cried out, "Why...why are you tying me up! We agreed it would only be a little touching and kissing!
Why are you tying me up!" Fang Renli chuckled, "Sister, if I went to a brothel for a few taels of silver, I could at least spend the whole night there. But here, all I get is a little touching and kissing? Isn't that a huge loss?" As he spoke, he turned the girl around, pulled her into his arms, and happily shrugged, opening his mouth to swallow half of her swaying, snow-white breasts.
"Shameless! Shameless! Vulgar! You broke your promise! You're a stinking bastard!" The girl cried out in anger, her curses incessant, but her hands were bound and she could only wriggle like a fish. She couldn't escape his lips and tongue. Soon, her tender nipples were sucked until they swelled up, plump like half-grown cherries.
“Good girl, I didn’t ask you for the money back, so how can you say I went back on my word? As for touching and kissing you, I didn’t agree to let you go.” Fang Renli left the two nipples covered in saliva with satisfaction, raised his hand and rubbed the breasts a couple of times, and laughed, “Your good rabbits are making my dick almost split open. Besides all that money, you have to help me out, right?”
“Then why did you tie me up!” The girl wasn’t stupid. Seeing that the distance was a little further, she raised her leg and used her knee to push her away, cursing, “You tied my hands properly, you’re obviously going to do something bad! I think you’re a decent person, how can you be so shameless!”
Fang Renli had learned a little bit of martial arts, and he was already on guard. He immediately dodged to the side, flashed behind the girl, grabbed her belt and pulled it up, pressing down with his elbow. She groaned in pain and bent over, sticking out her tight, round buttocks.
"Anyway, I've already lost all shame, so today I'm determined to taste your fresh mountain delicacy!" Fang Renli laughed heartily, reaching out to undo the girl's belt and ripping it off. Her tight cloth pants were pulled down to her knees in one go, revealing her firm, shapely thighs and the rounded area below her crotch.
Being a girl accustomed to gathering in the mountains, her thighs were quite full, and with a bit of brute force, they were taut and even hard. At the end of her thighs, a thin line of dark pubic hair clung tightly, small in size but quite thick, curly and glossy, even more robust than the black hair on her head. The line of dark hair connected to the rosy valley; after all, it was a virgin's vulva, the labia tightly closed, the mons pubis flat, the enchanting little hole inside barely visible.
Fang Renli, panting heavily, dodged the girl's kick from behind, then pressed her forward, making it difficult for her to stand. She fell to her knees with a thud, her face buried in the grass. He took the opportunity to tighten his belt, preventing her from getting up. He spread his legs and straddled her struggling buttocks like a horse, pressing his penis, the size of an egg, tightly against her slightly moist, tender vaginal opening. He chuckled, "Good girl, I'll teach you a good method. In the future, get a piece of chicken intestine, wrap some chicken blood in it, and stuff it into your hole. On your wedding night, when your man fucks you, you pretend to be in excruciating pain, and you'll still bleed profusely. I guarantee you'll be able to handle it."
"Pah! I...I was a perfectly good virgin..." the girl said angrily, her voice filled with shame and rage. But halfway through her sentence, she felt a sudden, excruciating pain in her buttocks, a burning, bloated sensation rushing into her body. It felt as if a wooden stake was clamped between her legs, the pain making her waist tremble. The rest of her curse turned into a scream, "Ahhhhh—"
Fang Renli's genitals were also being pulled painfully, but compared to the satisfaction he had gained, it was nothing. He happily loosened his belt, kneading the girl's buttocks with both hands, rocking his hips back and forth, manipulating the newly blossoming bud with bloodshot veins, while laughing, "Virgin? You're no longer one, are you?"
"Shameless! Bastard! You bastard! I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" The girl knew her virginity was gone forever, her vision blurred and she almost fainted. After regaining her breath, she burst into a tirade of curses.
Unfortunately, the penis was causing her tender, painful vulva to split open, and her curses were punctuated by painful moans, instantly diminishing her momentum.
Fang Renli was enjoying himself immensely, thrusting into her tender flower, and didn't want to hear any more of the jarring curses. He reached out and grabbed the cloth wrapped around the girl's chest, rolled it into a ball, and then, with a thought, pulled his thick, long penis out, wiping it haphazardly with the cloth, staining it crimson. He then grabbed her hair and shoved it into her mouth, laughing, "Your precious first blood, you can keep it in your mouth and taste it, but don't swallow it."
The girl's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, her mouth filled with a salty, bitter taste, and her curses were all blocked, turning into muffled groans that escaped from her nose, which only further aroused the man's lust.
Fang Renli, finally getting some peace and quiet, clapped his hands, grabbed the girl by the waist, lifted her up, aligned his penis with her vaginal opening,
and thrust in without any tenderness. "Ugh—" the girl groaned, her eyes rolling back, her labia stretched wide, clinging to the dark shaft like wet petals. His penis throbbed, relentlessly sliding in and out.
"Good girl, your tender flesh is so tight, it's making my back numb. Is your clitoris numb? Do you want me to thrust harder?" Fang Renli, relying on his ample endowment, repeatedly thrust all the way in. The virgin's vagina, experiencing intercourse for the first time, had no idea what intercourse was. Even though the soft flesh of her core had some sensation, it was completely masked by the pain of tearing and grinding. Naturally, the girl cried and shook her head repeatedly.
Unexpectedly, Fang Renli laughed, "You women are naturally inclined to shake your heads and act coy. Remember when I fucked Zhang Sao behind the outhouse? She cried and screamed like she was going to hang herself. I told her I'd rub her entrance, and she shook her head like a rattle-drum. But what happened? I rubbed it until her bones were soft, until she was all teary-eyed and sucked my cock for a while. This hypocrisy is really a headache."
With each word he spoke, his hard cock head slammed into the girl's clitoris, making her vagina seem several inches longer. He thrust nearly a hundred times. Even if she hadn't tried to gag herself, the girl was too weak to speak, and even her moans were almost silent.
Her bright black eyes gradually turned into two stagnant pools with each swaying motion.
Seeing that her legs had stopped kicking and struggling, Fang Renli knew she had been raped and was exhausted. He chuckled, his hands moving up her waist and kneading her plump, white breasts hanging in the grass. He stopped thrusting and instead gently rubbed his glans against her clitoris, saying, "Good girl, are you enjoying yourself? Is your body going weak? It's mainly because you're a virgin, it hurts a lot. If I had time, I could spend a few days with you and let you know what it feels like. You definitely wouldn't ask me for money anymore."
The girl was heartbroken. Although she did feel a strange, sour, and swollen sensation in her clitoris, it couldn't overcome the numbing pain. She could only weep, cursing him in her heart while hoping he would stop soon and stop tormenting her. Fang Renli
hadn't tasted sex in a long time, and even with his superhuman endurance, he was now thoroughly aroused by the virgin's tender hole. Even though he slowed down and only thrust deep inside, his penis couldn't help but throb slightly.
"Good girl, your brother is coming. You'd better catch him well, and then you can give your brother a healthy baby boy." Fang Renli lifted his body, flipped the girl over so she was face up, grabbed her thighs with both hands, pressed and folded them towards her chest, raising her swollen vulva high in the air. He thrust into her several times from top to bottom, his body shuddered, and with a final thrust, his glans released, and thick semen immediately filled the woman's uterus.
"Waaah! Waaah! Waaah—" The girl shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face as she begged and pleaded.
Fang Renli remained unmoved, grinning as he leaned closer and kissed her forehead, saying, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. If you really don't have your period, quickly choose a husband and urge him to marry you within half a month. Use my methods to coax him into the bridal chamber, then use your seductive skills to pester him every night, tricking him into making love to you. If you fuck you like I have for a few days, then you'll be the father of this child."
The girl was filled with shame and indignation, slowly turning her head away, refusing to look at him again.
He exerted his strength in his groin, squeezing the last bit of semen into her body, before finally withdrawing his penis with satisfaction. He tore off a large leaf to cushion his fall, plopped down, and began to rest.
The girl had only been waiting for him to finish and leave, but to her surprise, he seemed completely unconcerned, his dark eyes filled with confusion, and he hummed softly twice.
Fang Renli laughed, "Why are you rushing me? I've been holding back for over ten days, and I only ejaculated once. How can I be satisfied?
Let me catch my breath, and then I'll give you another round of pleasure."
The girl was struck dumb, her whole body trembling with anger. She twisted her body desperately, but her legs ached terribly, and she was too weak from his ravaging to even stand up.
Fang Renli saw her body sway, her breasts heaving beautifully, and he immediately had an idea. He took a water bag from her basket, poured it onto her chest, and washed away the mud and grime. Then, he sat on her chest, straddling her breasts, revealing a patch of snowy, soft flesh. He squeezed her breasts and thrust his penis into the center of her cleavage, pushing and shoving as if having sex.
Even her breasts were violated, and the girl's face turned bright red. She mustered her strength and thrust twice, but she couldn't shake him off.
Fang Renli, his lust aroused and his virility restored by the smooth, full flesh of her breasts, decided to stop wasting time to avoid straying too far from the caravan. He pressed himself between her legs and, following the flow of bloody semen, thrust himself deep into her swollen, narrow vulva.
"Ugh—ugh—" The girl was dug into the mud by the hand behind her back, even her fingernails were broken. Alas, heaven was blind; her eyes, staring blankly through the gaps in the branches, could only see pale gray, somber fragments, swaying with the pain in her lower body…
After more than an hour, Fang Renli finally returned to where he had tied his horse, satisfied. He also retrieved the loose silver from before, not for the money, but to see the girl's expression of grief and shame as she was rendered unresponsive by the rape.
He tossed the silver a couple of times, laughed heartily, mounted his horse, and chased after his relatives.
As the horse galloped into the mountains, a light drizzle began to fall. He was delighted, thinking he now had an excuse to finally squeeze into the carriage between his second and third sisters and enjoy his groping skills.
He spurred his horse on, hurrying along for a while, but when he thought he should catch up with the carriage, he still hadn't heard the loud crack of the whip. Fang Renli felt slightly puzzled and whipped the horse a few more times.
Rounding a bend in the forest path, several old trees suddenly blocked the way, almost startling him off his horse.
He steadied his horse, about to unleash a torrent of curses, when his expression suddenly changed, a chill running down his spine.
Amidst the crisp mountain breeze, a heavy, pungent stench of blood had suddenly appeared!
Renli panicked, reining in his horse and glancing left and right. One side was a mountainside, the other a sparse forest. Judging from the cart tracks and hoofprints on the ground, lying amidst the overgrown grass, the caravan and his family must have gone this way.
He dared not linger. He whipped his horse and galloped off, calling out in a trembling voice, "Father! Mother!
Second Sister! Third Sister! Where are you?"
After galloping several dozen paces, he heard no reply from his family. Suddenly, three or four burly men leaped from the bushes on either side, wielding heavy, gleaming black sabers, their faces contorted with rage, charging towards him with a fierce roar.
"Help! Bandits!" Renli's heart pounded with fear. He whipped his horse so hard it nearly ripped its rump, and galloped away in a frenzy.
He hadn't gone far when his horse suddenly neighed loudly, buckled, and collapsed, seemingly tripping over something. Despite his rudimentary skills and quick reflexes, his body didn't know how to react, and he tumbled several times into the mud, landing sprawled in a patch of filth.
The mud reeked of foul stench. Cursing under his breath, he struggled to his feet, only to find his hands sticky and uncomfortable. Looking up, he discovered his palms were covered in brownish-red blood. Terrified, he screamed and scrambled backward.
After crawling a few feet, his hand slipped on a hard, furry ball in the grass, causing him to tumble and nearly twist his back.
He scrambled to his feet in a fit of rage, kicking the ball out of the grass. Looking closer, he saw it was a bloodied human head. The face, filled with shock and terror, was surprisingly familiar – it belonged to the镖局 (bodyguard agency) that had protected his family.
How…how could this have happened! He clutched his hair, turning to check if his horse was still rideable, but shouts rapidly approached. He dared not turn back, and had no choice but to steel himself and run after the cart tracks. His light-body skills, honed over two or three years, were only truly put to use now, aside from stealing incense.
Gradually, more and more corpses appeared on either side, but fewer镖师 (bodyguards/bodyguards); instead, more burly bandits lay dead.
Fang Renli had no time to count; he simply wiped the filth from his face with his sleeve as he ran.
Having been pampered and spoiled for so many years, he had never seen such a hellish scene. His crotch was wet; he must have wet himself.
He didn't know how long he had run, but Fang Renli suddenly plunged into an open space. Looking up, he saw his parents' and sister's carriages parked in front of him, with a few scattered bodyguards flanking them, their backs to him, ready for action
. Only then did he feel a sense of relief. Tears streaming down his face, he stumbled over and cried, "Father! What...what happened?!" The women of the Fang family were all huddled inside the carriages. Fang's father, trembling, stood beside the carriage. Hearing Fang Renli's cry, he turned around with overjoyed surprise, trembling... Weiwei hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face, calling out his childhood name, "Xiao'er, our family... our family has met with a terrible disaster today! Evil people are doing evil, evil people are doing evil! If it weren't for the skill of Lady Chen, our whole family and most of the escort agency would have perished here!"
Fang Renli mustered his courage and peeked out. Sure enough, the Lady Chen he had longed for was standing at the front, sword in hand, looking very spirited. There were more than ten corpses lying within a few feet around her.
Overjoyed, he felt a glimmer of hope and quickly pushed past his father, rushing forward to stand diagonally behind Lady Chen. He shouted at the seventeen or eighteen menacing bandits opposite him, "How dare you! My brother-in-law is the renowned swordsman of the Southwest, Du Taibai, the 'Falling Moon with a Cup of Wine.' You've offended me! Aren't you afraid he'll come and chop you all to pieces and feed you to the dogs?"
Lady Chen glared at him and retorted, "Shut up! You're all desperate criminals. Who would know the great swordsman Du? Use that energy to protect your sisters."
Fang Renli had only been showing off, and upon hearing the reprimand and seeing that the bandits showed no fear, he took two steps forward before shrinking back to the carriage.
His father, seeing his son covered in blood, was overcome with grief and tears streamed down his face. He held his son's hand, bombarding him with questions, fearing for the safety of the only son of the Fang family.
Fang Renli calmed down slightly, casually reassuring his panicked father while craning his neck to observe the battle ahead.
Two bandits seemed unable to contain themselves; they exchanged a glance, then split up and charged forward, swords in hand.
The female warrior, Chen Lan, had once earned the reputation of the "Water Dance Sword Demon" in the martial world, but due to the unstable political situation and her troubled love life, she had come to the town to live in anonymity as a bodyguard. She wouldn't care about a hundred or so ordinary bandits. As
the two broadswords slashed down, Chen Lan glided forward, her skirt billowing as she twisted her waist and launched a counter-attack, easily piercing the throat of the bandit on the right while simultaneously striking the wrist of the bandit on the left with her toe, disarming the other's broadsword. She then spun and slashed horizontally; before the ghost-headed saber even hit the ground, a head sprang up with a spurt of blood.
"I already said, get out of the way! I'm currently cultivating my character and don't want to take any more lives. Anyone who gets out of the way, I'll spare their life," Chen Lan said coldly, sword held across her chest, her imposing presence radiating authority. Fang Renli
stared in disbelief, inwardly thankful he hadn't used any underhanded tactics on this female bodyguard; otherwise, he would have run into a formidable force, suffering greatly in the process.
The bandits, however, showed little fear, not retreating an inch, only glaring at them with gritted teeth.
Chen Lan snorted coldly, saying, "What, you won't disperse? Do you have some backup?"
"That's right, I'm a bit slow, I arrived a little late. I didn't expect such a formidable fighter to be hidden in such an ordinary escort agency. I was careless," a hoarse, grating voice came from the side. Then, four burly men, sweating profusely, rushed out carrying a bamboo reclining chair and slowly placed it on the ground.
Fang Renli looked in the direction of the sound and was greatly disdainful. The person sitting on the recliner as if enjoying the cool air was actually a withered old man whose legs were broken at the knees and whose eyes had been gouged out, leaving only brownish-red eye sockets. He felt that he could easily knock him down and beat him up.
Chen Lan, however, was not careless. Instead, she cautiously turned around to face him directly and said, "Who are you? It's truly rare to see a mountain king dressed like this."
"I've been imprisoned for many years and only recently escaped. Judging from your age, it's unlikely you recognize me." The old man stroked his beard and said in a hoarse voice, "My surname is Sun, and my given name is Duan. Back when I was still wandering the martial world, a friend kindly bestowed upon me the nickname 'Mighty Demon God.' It's just a pity... that I look quite different now compared to my reputation."
"Mighty Demon God?" Chen Lan frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and then her expression suddenly changed. She said, "You... didn't you join the Demonic Sect and become one of the Ten Protector Elders?"
"Eh? Young people these days really have some knowledge. That's all from many years ago. Now the Demonic Sect has fallen apart, so there are no Protector Elders left." Sun Duan's lips moved, and his hoarse voice was like a low murmur from a nightmare, chilling to the bone.
Chen Lan's pale throat bobbed twice, her almond-shaped eyes darting around as she carefully examined Sun Duan's eyes and legs. She then said in a deep voice, "Though you are a senior martial artist, in your current state, you can hardly recapture the former might of the Mighty Demon. Many of you have died today, and many of us have also perished. Let's just split things up and each go our own way, shall we?"
Sun Duan smiled sinisterly and said, "Now that the land is in ruins and war is raging, I took in these desperate men, who were all just reckless fools with nowhere else to turn. No matter how many others die, as long as they have meat to eat, wine to drink, and women to sleep with, they won't feel much sorrow. As for me, I came down the mountain to hunt wild game. Those useless men can die as they please, as long as you few women are still alive, that's enough."
Chen Lan's expression changed, and she angrily retorted, "At your age, you've become a lecherous thief!"
Sun Duan slowly sat up and said calmly, "You're wrong. A lecherous man only plucks flowers for fleeting, illusory pleasure. But I need women like you to cultivate a peerless martial art. You are also a martial artist; wouldn't it be a good thing to become part of this peerless martial art?"
"Bah!" Chen Lan retorted angrily, "Nonsense! You've joined the Demonic Sect and practiced some evil technique of 'yin-yang replenishment,' yet you speak so shamelessly. I hesitated to attack you because of your crippled state, but I didn't expect you, this crippled old dog, to be so ungrateful. Fine, I'll see what kind of peerless martial art you're practicing!"
Sun Duan sniffed and laughed, "At your age, you can still remain chaste; you've probably had a troubled love life. Hehe, this is truly a godsend. A virgin with good internal strength and pure yin essence can help me absorb at least seven or eight days' worth of internal energy. Even if you want to leave, I will never allow it."
"Shameless old thief! Take this!" Chen Lan, stung by the words, leaped into the air, her longsword aimed at Sun Duan's throat.
Sun Duan sneered, raising his hand and pinching his fingers together as if his blind eyes could see, accurately trapping Chen Lan's sword between them.
Chen Lan's expression changed drastically. She tried to pull, but the sword remained unmoved, as if cast into a rock.
Sun Duan bent his arm and pulled, a surge of true energy flowing along the blade. Chen Lan couldn't release her grip in time; half her body went numb, and she fell forward. Then, she felt a tightness in her chest as Sun Duan's withered left hand gripped half of her breast through her clothes.
"Practicing external martial arts too much, what a pity," Sun Duan said leisurely, giving it a quick squeeze.
Chen Lan's fair face flushed crimson. She mustered her inner energy and slashed her left palm towards Sun Duan's eye socket.
With a flick of his right hand, Sun Duan severed Chen Lan's longsword from his grasp with a clang. He then thrust forward, and the broken sword pierced Chen Lan's left shoulder with lightning speed, passing right through the bone.
"Ah—!" Chen Lan screamed in agony, her right hand releasing the sword to try and save him.
Sun Duan flicked his finger, and the broken sword pierced through Chen Lan's shoulder with a soft thud, its cold light flashing as it embedded itself in the back of a镖师 (bodyguard/escort) who was trying to sneak away. He immediately raised his arm to block Chen Lan's palm strike, his hand sliding down her right wrist with a series of cracking sounds, all the way to her shoulder.
Chen Lan screamed in agony. Where Sun Duan's hand had passed, her arm felt as if all the bones had been removed, limp and unable to move a single finger.
Fortunately, her reaction wasn't slow. The defeat was swift, and she knew that if she didn't save herself now, it would be too late. With a cry of pain, she kicked off the ground and turned to flee.
"Too late," Sun Duan sighed softly, slamming his hands heavily on the armrests of the bamboo chair. His thin body shot out like an arrow, a gray shadow flashing as he grabbed Chen Lan's slender ankle in mid-air.
He cleaved the ground with his left palm, creating a shallow crater several feet in diameter with a loud crash. Using the rebound force, he moved like a hawk catching a bird, effortlessly carrying Chen Lan, who had nowhere to lean, back onto the bamboo chair.
"Old thief!" Chen Lan endured the pain, bending her left arm and elbowing Sun Duan behind her.
This was her last struggle, like a rabbit already lifted into the air, kicking in vain.
Sun Duan snorted coldly, his fingers forming a sword as he thrust out. Before Chen Lan's elbow could reach his chest, his two withered fingers had already dug deep into the wound on her left shoulder where the sword blade had pierced. With a twist and a piercing scream, her left arm went limp, unable to move any further.
"You old thief! I... I'd rather lose all my power than let you have it!" Chen Lan shouted angrily, her face pale.
Unexpectedly, Sun Duan struck her back with a palm, causing her to cough up a cloud of blood. He sneered, "Your pathetic power is nothing to me. What I want is your pure Yin essence, which you've guarded for so many years. The wondrous power it has given me is far beyond your flickering light."
Chen Lan knew she was doomed and no match for this old monster. Judging from his words, she would likely suffer humiliation and torture before her death. She was always proud and unwilling to endure such humiliation. She immediately focused her mind, closed her tongue between her teeth, and bit down hard.
Sun Duan didn't stop her. He waited until she groaned in pain, blood gushing from between her teeth, before calmly pinching her jaw, pressing her head down, causing her to vomit a severed tongue filled with blood. Then, he pinched an acupoint on the back of her neck and laughed, "Stupid woman, after wandering the martial world for so long, don't you know that as long as the bleeding is stopped in time, you won't choke to death? Chewing your tongue is just excruciatingly painful, isn't it?"
Chen Lan's face twitched with pain. She wanted to curse, but without her tongue and in excruciating pain, she couldn't speak clearly.
Sun Duan took a deep breath, casually pinched Chen Lan's chest a few times, then ripped her pants open with a tearing sound, revealing a hairy, messy mons pubis.
"Ugh! Ughhhhh—" Chen Lan cried out in shame and anger, shaking her head and screaming wildly, blood and foam splattering from her mouth, a gruesome sight.
Everyone could hear the humiliation and resentment in her screams; her clear cries for help reached the ears of everyone around her.
But no one dared to move.
Fang's father was already kneeling on the ground, terrified and on the verge of fainting. The other镖师 (bodyguards/escorts) were all dumbfounded, frozen in place.
Fang Renli's mind was filled with the thought of escape, but he was surrounded by fierce-looking bandits, each with arms thicker than his legs; how could he take a step?
Amidst the cries of grief and indignation, a sinister smile appeared on Sun Duan's wrinkled old face. He lowered his hand, squeezed open a button specially sewn onto his crotch, and pulled the gap open. A thick, dark monster sprang out, standing erect behind Chen Lan's buttocks.
Fang Renli had always considered himself well-endowed, but upon seeing Sun Duan's penis, he couldn't help but gasp, feeling ashamed of his inferiority.
An ordinary man with a penis the size of a child's arm would exude a more imposing swagger, but Sun Duan's penis was so large that even a donkey would pale in comparison. Standing between his thin, knee-length thighs, it was as if he had an extra leg.
Not content with just displaying this, Sun Duan turned Chen Lan to face him, smiling, "Come, look at my treasure. Your virginity is about to belong to it."
Chen Lan, her eyes brimming with tears, looked down, her almond-shaped eyes widening in shock. She shook her head and screamed, bending her knees and raising her legs, struggling again. Sun Duan,
seemingly oblivious, seemed to relish the woman's heart-wrenching cries. He listened with a smile, while his withered claws slid down her waist, squeezing with force, sending a fierce burst of energy through the two large tendons at the base of Chen Lan's thighs.
Her once powerful legs instantly lost all strength, drooping limply to her sides, unable to move even an inch.
Sun Duan seemed utterly uninterested in the alluring details of Chen Lan's now powerless body. Seeing that she was no longer able to struggle, he simply pulled her onto his lap.
His glans was as large as a duck egg, and Chen Lan's delicate vulva was completely dry. Placing it like that, his penis was practically like poking into a piece of pork with skin on.
Fang Renli was an expert in forced penetration; without even wiping it with saliva, even if he managed to enter, there would be no pleasure. With a tighter woman, he'd likely rub his glans raw.
He was inwardly mocking the old monster for his high martial arts skills but terrible bedroom skills when he heard a scream that almost pierced the sky. Looking closer, he saw Sun Duan's withered arms suddenly bulge with muscles, forcefully pressing Chen Lan's immobile body down several inches. Judging by the distance, his purplish-black, glistening glans had undoubtedly broken through.
The excruciating pain in her shoulder and right arm was immediately forced down. Between her thighs, it felt as if a huge wooden nail had been driven in by a heavy hammer. The pain was beyond description. Before Chen Lan could finish screaming, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.
At this moment, one of the bolder bodyguards finally couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed his waist knife and turned to attack from the side away from Sun Duan, shouting, "What are you waiting for if you don't run!"
But he had only taken two steps when Sun Duan grabbed Chen Lan's limp right hand, raised it horizontally towards him, and then flicked his finger. Chen Lan screamed and woke up as a cold light shot through the air, piercing his neck from behind, exiting through his throat, and embedding itself straight in the tree trunk.
Fang Renli stared intently; the one that had killed someone and penetrated so deeply was clearly a thin, bloody fingernail.
As the bodyguard collapsed like a limp rag, everyone around Fang Renli's family dared not move an inch.
Chen Lan's face was ashen, and sweat poured down his face. There was no trace of his previous bravery. His lips moved, and thin streams of blood dripped from them as he mumbled something incoherently.
Sun Duan laughed, "Now you know how to beg for mercy? Don't worry, I won't let you die, so you won't die. Even if the Black and White Impermanence come to take your soul, I guarantee you'll live long enough for those two ghosts to have their way with you."
Seeing her delicate body trembling and her eyes glazed over, he snorted and said, "Nothing special," then loosened his grip, only supporting her from the front and back to prevent her from falling. He let her sit on that huge thing, slowly sinking down under her own weight.
"Ugh... ugh... ughhhhh—"
Blood glistened, the flower path opened wide, the treasure clam burst open, crimson like nectar.
Fang Renli watched that ferocious giant disappear inch by inch into Chen Lan's torn crotch, not daring to even breathe loudly. He had personally removed at least twenty or thirty virgins, but he had never seen, let alone heard of, anyone's virginity being broken so tragically.
Yet he couldn't look away, his throat bobbing up and down several times, and even his wet crotch suddenly felt tight.
In a short while, Chen Lan was fully seated, her vulva flattened like dough, yet at least half of his penis remained exposed.
Seeing that she no longer had the strength to even howl, only intermittent, hoarse moans, Sun Duan grinned maliciously and raised his right palm, slowly pressing it against the back of her twitching waist.
Then, a surge of powerful true energy penetrated her body, like a slender, sharp cone, rushing downwards along the Du meridian, causing excruciating pain wherever it passed, as if pierced by a thousand needles.
The cone quickly reached the point where the Du and Ren meridians met, then with a sharp turn, mercilessly pierced deep into Chen Lan's flower chamber.
Even now, Sun Duan hadn't moved her once; his thick penis, like a feeding utensil, was deeply buried within this delicious meal.
It wasn't that she was overwhelmed by passion and couldn't control herself, her body overflowing with yin fluids during repeated orgasms; rather, her yin gates were forcibly broken open by true energy, causing her no pleasure whatsoever, but rather exacerbating the pain in her already torn vulva. As Chen Lan convulsed noticeably, white foam flowed from the corners of her mouth, mingling with her now-unprotected yin essence.
A moment later, Sun Duan groaned with satisfaction, scooped up the nearly unconscious Chen Lan, withdrew his blood-stained member, and laughed, "Not bad, very pure. As expected of a chaste heroine, you can convert eight days' worth of divine power for me."
Chen Lan's pale lips trembled, but she could no longer utter a sound.
"You just killed quite a few of my men. Many of those standing here are their close friends, like brothers. I think we should hand you over to them." He tossed Chen Lan to the bandits beside him, saying, "Spare her life; she's still capable of bearing children. Those who haven't had a turn, go kill those martial arts masters over there."
The bandits who caught Chen Lan cheered, and three or four immediately pinned her down and surrounded her. Their large, hairy hands tore at her, stripping the once-powerful heroine naked like a lamb in an instant.
These rough men knew nothing of romance or pleasure; the bloodied vulva didn't diminish their interest in the slightest. One burly man immediately pulled down his pants, straddled Chen Lan, and thrust his dark penis viciously inside.
With her vaginal fluids gushing out and her virginity bleeding, and with Sun Duan's massive member having paved the way, the bandit, though burly, entered smoothly, thrusting all the way in. He then hurriedly lowered his head and buried it in Chen Lan's plump, white breasts, licking and biting them as they heaved, wishing his parents had given him a mouth instead.
The scene was finally much more erotic, but Fang Renli had completely lost interest in watching. His pent-up desire had been extinguished by the approaching bandits with their knives drawn, nearly wetting himself again.
His father, already terrified, lay limp beside the carriage, his chest heaving for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a single, trembling word, "Xiao'er... hurry... run away..."
The three women in the carriage were already sobbing uncontrollably.
Fang Renli was in a state of utter confusion. Trembling, he looked around. There was no way to survive. There were at least twenty or thirty ferocious bandits, each one of them driven mad by the terrified sobs of the woman in the carriage, their eyes bloodshot with lust, truly no different from hungry beasts ready to devour their prey.
"Fight them!" With no way to retreat, one of the bodyguards finally roared and charged forward, brandishing his sword. The remaining seven or eight bodyguards scattered with a whoosh, squeezing out the last of their courage from their fear of death.
But Sun Duan was still there.
This withered old man slowly retracted his monstrous member into his trousers, then slapped the bamboo chair with both hands, snapped off two bamboo strips with a crack, rubbed them together with his fingers, and flicked them out.
Several points of green light, as if they had eyes, flashed across the bandits' shoulders like lightning, instantly knocking all the bodyguards' weapons from their hands. The镖师 ( bodyguards/escorts)
were already outnumbered and skilled in martial arts; in an instant, they were all disarmed, and screams filled the air as corpses littered the ground. When the first bandit, panting heavily, crawled up from Chen Lan's naked body, the镖局 (bodyguard/escort agency)'s men were all wiped out. Sticky white fluid slowly flowed from her swollen vulva, mingling with the sticky red fluid flowing from the severed necks nearby, staining the soil below. However, before much of the foul-smelling white fluid could flow out, another filthy penis was shoved inside, squeezing out a gush. Seeing that only his family remained, Fang Renli's legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground, his lips trembling uncontrollably, unable to utter even a plea for mercy. Desperate to save her children, Fang's mother, tears streaming down her face, crawled out of the carriage. Her trembling legs forced her to take a few steps, and she knelt before Sun Duan with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, pleading, "Mountain King, we'll give you all our travel money, please... spare us! We still have property at home, please... please spare us two old bones, let our children go back, and we'll give you all our wealth! Please... spare the three of them..." Sun Duan coldly replied, "What would I do with all that wealth? Could it buy back my eyes and legs?" "Mountain King, just name your name, and my husband and I will do whatever we can. Please, spare my children... I beg you..." Sun Duan ignored her and said to his bandits, "This woman has had too many children, is old, and has little left. I'm too lazy to bother with her; I'll just give her to you." Although Fang's mother was not young, she had lived a wealthy and pampered life, was plump, and had fair skin. She was still quite attractive, a far cry from the pitiful Chen Lan waiting in line. As soon as Sun Duan finished speaking, several bandits' eyes flashed with malice. They rushed forward, and before Fang's mother could rise from her kowtow, they grabbed her hands behind her back, ripped open her skirt, and revealed her plump, white, round buttocks. Mother Fang looked up and cried out in a shrill voice, but what came out of her mouth were still words of pleading for her children: "Mountain King, please spare my children... I beg you to spare them... I will serve you like a cow or a horse, a slave or a maid, and in my next life I will repay your great kindness and virtue!"

She pleaded desperately, but the burly man behind her wasn't idle either. He quickly pulled down his pants, squatted down behind her, spread her buttocks, spat on her reddish-brown vulva, and thrust his penis in, penetrating her soft, untouched passage for years.
As he rocked her back and forth, her clothes were torn open, exposing her soft, drooping breasts. She continued to cry out for mercy, as if at that moment, only the thought of saving her son's life remained in her mind.
Fang Renli knelt on the ground, his heart filled with despair, but his eyes couldn't help but linger on his mother's white, undulating buttocks. After a few glances, a surge of heat rose in his abdomen, and he felt a tightening in his groin.
"Young man, can you read?" Sun Duan, leaning back in his bamboo chair, suddenly asked, listening to Fang's mother's incessant, pitiful pleas.
As if grasping at a glimmer of hope, Fang's mother endured the agonizing friction within her body and cried out, "He can read! We hired a tutor for Xiao'er, and the tutor praised his intelligence. He can read, he really can read!"
Fang Renli was drenched in sweat, barely able to nod. Finally, he hurriedly raised his right arm to press his head up and down, then immediately realized that Sun Duan was blind and couldn't see anything. He cried out in a sob, "I can read! I... Father and I can both read!"
"One literate person is enough," Sun Duan said coldly. "I'll give you two a chance. Before the man on that woman ejaculates, you two, decide whether to live or die. I'll take the one who lives and help me read the second half of the manual. If both of you live, I'll kill you both. If one of you commits suicide, I'll kill the other for him."
Fang's father's old eyes widened like copper bells as he looked at Fang Renli, trembling, and said, "Xiao'er... this...
this..."
"Go, give them each a knife," Sun Duan sneered. "Damn that woman, hurry up too. If you can ejaculate before those two start fighting, I'll reward the two young girls in the carriage after I've extracted their essence."
The man's eyes gleamed even more fiercely as he firmly gripped Fang's mother's plump waist, slapping her buttocks repeatedly, his thigh muscles taut. Fang's mother was completely dumbfounded, not expecting such an outcome. But thinking that if this continued, the father and son would both die, she struggled desperately, hoping to buy some time.
She suddenly flipped over, almost shaking off the man. He gritted his teeth, grabbed her legs tightly, and pressed down on her, grabbing her breasts and squeezing them hard.
The other bandits stepped back, watching the spectacle with amusement. For a moment, a half-naked beauty and a strong man were locked in a fierce struggle, their groins joined together, making for a rather pleasing sight.
Fang Renli held the heavy ghost-head knife in his hand, his mind blank for a moment. The tip of the knife touched the ground, and he couldn't lift it no matter what he did.
His father, tears streaming down his face, helped the horse-drawn carriage to its feet. He turned his head to look at his beloved wife, who was fighting desperately to hold off the villains for
their lives. He let out a shrill scream and raised the ghost-head knife in his hand. "Father...you...you..." Fang Renli had been spoiled since childhood and could not believe that his father would actually kill him. He managed to utter a few words in a trembling voice, but his mind was filled with images of his mother's writhing, struggling naked body and the increasingly ferocious face in front of him.
"Do it! With! Ah!" Feeling the penis inside her vagina growing thicker and thicker, Fang's mother was pinned down and her neck was choked, unable to move. She could only scream a long, mournful cry, like a night owl.
"Waaaaaah—" Fang's father suddenly took two steps forward, and the ghost-head knife he had raised wobbled down.
Fang Renli took a step back. The heavy knife struck a rock at his feet, sparks flying that illuminated his lifeless eyes.
His pupils constricted sharply, and his fingers gripped the hilt tightly.
"No! Don't be so fast... Fuck me some more! Fuck me a little longer! I'm a woman who deserves to be fucked, you bandit! Fuck me a few more times!"
As his mother's utterly shameless cries rang in his ears, Fang Renli's hand finally moved.
The knife, as heavy as a mountain, suddenly seemed weightless.
As the bandit pulled out his wet, throbbing member and stood up triumphantly, Fang's father's withered figure collapsed.
A sorrowful smile appeared on his terrified old face in his final moments.
Fang Renli stared, dumbfounded, at the blood slowly flowing from the blade.
Sun Duan's lips curled into a sinister smile as he coldly said, "No, you're too slow. They came out first."
Fang's mother froze, gasping for breath, "No! No! It was my son who...who...who..."
She managed to say "who" three times, but then found herself unable to utter the rest.
Patricide, a heinous crime.
Sun Duan sneered, "However, I admire your decisiveness. I've decided to give you a way out."
Fang Renli's vision was already blurred. Looking at the corpses around him, he felt that there was nothing more terrifying than death. He asked blankly, "What... way out?"
"What else could be more incestuous than patricide?" Sun Duan snorted, flicked his finger, and released a burst of true energy, striking Fang's mother squarely on the side of her neck, choking her so she couldn't utter another word. He continued, "Go and rape her once, ejaculate inside her, and I'll spare your lives, mother and son. Otherwise, a woman who can't have any more children is useless to me."
Fang's mother cried out a few times, tears streaming down her face as she shook her head repeatedly. Seeing that Fang Renli had turned around, she glanced at the carriage, got up, and rammed her head against it.
The bandits nearby reacted swiftly, not about to let her commit suicide. They grabbed her around the waist, threw her to the ground, and then pinned the voluptuous woman naked on the floor, spreading her legs wide.
"Go, you've even killed your father, what are you afraid of? What can't you do?" Sun Duan's voice suddenly became very deep, filled with a strange allure. "Go, this is also to save her. She will forgive you, and then you can both live."
As if bound by a thread, Fang Renli lowered his head, looking at his mother's crotch, and slowly unbuckled his belt. His penis ,
which had recently been so powerful in the woman's vagina, hung limply, showing no signs of life.
"Damn it, it's not small, but it's a mule." One of the bandits cursed, and the surrounding people burst into laughter.
Sun Duan flicked his finger, sending another burst of true energy to Fang Renli's dantian. The heat immediately gathered towards his penis, making the limp shaft semi-erect. "If it goes in, it'll be fine. Help him out."
The man who had just enjoyed himself on Fang's mother laughed and stood behind Fang Renli, pressing him down as he shouted, "Come on, after this, we're brothers who've been through thick and thin together."
Fang Renli's breathing became increasingly rapid. The immense weight pressing on his heart shattered the moment his limp glans touched his mother's wet vulva.
Sun Duan's voice, seemingly imbued with mysterious power, echoed in his ears. He looked up and screamed, almost manic. Then, he broke free from the man behind him, grabbed his mother's legs, lifted them up, stared at her full breasts covered in handprints, and roared as he shoved his still-erect penis inside.
Fang's mother, her eyes bloodshot with rage and despair, shook her neck, slamming the back of her head against the ground
with all her might. But the soil was soft, only covered in small pebbles; nothing she did could take her life. She could only watch helplessly as the son she had raised was thrusting and thrusting on top of her… "Very good, put on your pants and come stand here with me. I don't care what you were called before, from now on you'll be called Gouzi. Whatever I say, you do, understand?" Hearing Fang Renli panting as he climbed off his mother, Sun Duan smiled with satisfaction. "Alright, the rest of you brothers who haven't had your fill yet, hurry up. Keep a close eye on the two in the carriage; if anything goes wrong, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Before Sun Duan finished speaking, the impatient men shoved Fang Renli aside, pulled down their pants, and pounced on Fang's mother and Chen Lan.
The two young ladies of the Fang family, dragged out of the carriage, had already fainted and were unconscious.
After the bandits had vented their frustrations, Sun Duan gave them another instruction not to kill the two women before leaving.
Fang Renli and his two sisters were thus taken to a secluded mountain stronghold nestled in the mountains. The stronghold had no name; the former bandit king's head still hung on a bamboo pole outside the door, and the corpses of his trusted bandits were lined up in a row, only just beginning to decompose.
Fang Renli looked around at the rough wooden huts with trepidation. He had no idea what kind of agonizing days and nights he would have to endure here.
"Take Gouzi to familiarize himself with the surroundings. Don't worry about him running away; without a guide, he won't get out alive." After giving these instructions, Sun Duan called over a bandit to carry him into the largest house in the center.
That day, the remaining bandits returned late at night, still unsatisfied. Chen Lan was barely recognizable; her once-perfect teeth had been knocked out by stones to facilitate her sexual gratification, and her swollen mouth constantly oozed white fluid. Fang's mother, however, didn't seem to have suffered much, as she didn't harbor any hatred for the murderers. She merely stared blankly, incessantly giggling foolishly, appearing almost insane.
A row of houses on one side was used to imprison women, including the former bandit king's wife and several women who had been abducted and brought here for the bandits' pleasure. Judging from their pale faces, it wasn't hard to guess that Sun Duan had already thoroughly and decisively used them.
This was Fang Renli's first day at the bandit stronghold, and also Chen Lan's first day without food or water.
Ten days later, Chen Lan died of starvation. Before her death, a furious Sun Duan ordered her men to tie her to a stallion and subject her to all sorts of humiliation.
That night, Chen Lan's naked corpse was found hanging in a gruesome position from a tree outside the gate, while the Fang family's second young lady, weeping uncontrollably, was carried into Sun Duan's bedroom by her younger brother.
[The End]

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