Gang rape of a beautiful radio host

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Yifang is a radio host, a very beautiful and charismatic girl. I won't describe how beautiful she is; just search "Yifang, radio host" online. I suggest using Baidu. Looking at her picture while reading the story below will be more interesting. Of course, beauty is subjective, so I won't elaborate further. Have you found her picture yet? She's around thirty years old, a fairly mature woman. I don't know if she has a boyfriend; supposedly, she doesn't, but she's definitely not married. If you've heard her on her shows, you'll appreciate her voice—a bit creamy, sweet, and slightly coquettish, but not the kind of fiery coquettishness that comes from a truly gentle personality. Coupled with her higher education, she should be a beautiful woman with character; otherwise, how could she be thirty and still unmarried or without a boyfriend? I think she has a somewhat arrogant personality and probably hasn't been sexually assaulted yet. So, I've said all this so that you can understand her better. In the story that follows, you'll not only experience the pleasure of raping her body but also the pleasure of raping her spirit, from resistance to submission. By the way, this wasn't just me doing it alone.

Of course, we already had complete information on her, and her whereabouts were under our surveillance. So, after making some minor adjustments, we took action. The operation went smoothly. Anticipating resistance, we used an anesthetic and then took the unconscious woman to a room we had prepared. The room was secluded and well-soundproofed, but spacious.

In the center of the room was a specially made bed, about the same height as her lower body, and adjustable. Its length was only enough for her upper body to lie on, with her buttocks resting on the edge. It was made of iron and fixed to the ground, quite sturdy. The bed had a soft mattress and clean white sheets. We placed her on it and tied her hands to the iron supports on either side of the bed. A strap was designed in the middle of the bed, near her waist, to secure her body. Then we removed her clothes. Just then, Yifang woke up and shouted at us sharply, "What do you want to do?" This startled us. We quickly grabbed her. Yifang continued to struggle, shouting, but the sweet, whiny voice from the radio was gone. We frantically tied her struggling legs together. Her legs were tied wide apart in an M-shape, like the classic fucking position in the movie. Because her legs were pressed down so hard, her buttocks were sticking up, exposing her private parts. Yifang continued to struggle, her voice now filled with curses. After we tied her up, we let her struggle and curse as she pleased, and then we went to find a place to rest.

When the beautiful woman finally calmed down after struggling, we began our operation. One person went first, naturally I did.

I walked to the beautiful woman's side and looked at her face. Her round face had two dimples when she smiled, but now her beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with anger, and her arms began to struggle again. "What do you want to do?" Yifang shouted sharply. "What do you think?" I laughed, "Just playing a game, of course." As I spoke, I reached out to caress Yifang's two jade-like breasts.

"Don't touch me, or I'll kill myself!" Yifang yelled.

"Try dying," I said, then remembered something and carefully placed a prepared object in her mouth to prevent her from chewing and hurting herself. Although she could still make muffled sounds, she couldn't speak anymore, and I couldn't hear her beautiful radio voice anymore, what a pity. My hands began to knead her breasts. Although she was thirty years old and mature, I believed no one had ever touched her before, so they were still elastic, unlike those women who were often touched by men and became soft and limp, but they weren't as dry and hard as a young girl's. After all, she was mature and had plenty of fat. Her two trembling jade-like breasts would make you never tire of touching them, and her two nipples were like two round purple pearls, which would immediately return to their round shape after being pinched and rubbed.

"No!" Although there was something in her mouth and her words were not very clear, they could still be heard. At this moment, Yifang's eyes were already filled with tears.

I turned to face Yifang's lower body. One of her buttocks was positioned right at the edge of this specially designed bed—our design was so we could stand while doing it. Her buttocks were raised off the bed, exposing her private parts completely. Her jade-like legs were spread wide, a faint bruise at the binding point contrasting sharply with her white skin. Being a mature woman, she still had a full abdomen and genitals, but not excessively fleshy. Beneath the thick black pubic hair were two plump labia, crowding a narrow slit—our source of pleasure. There seemed to be a slight warmth rising from there; bringing my nose close, I smelled a faint, slightly fishy, feminine fragrance. After all, she was a virgin; probably no man had ever touched her before. I couldn't help but feel excited.

But I wasn't in a hurry. Why resort to violence when we already had it under control? Our principle was to make her feel pleasure and enjoyment in this situation, not just to finish our pleasure. That was our goal. My hand rested on her smooth, supple thigh, feeling its delicate texture. She began to struggle, but it was futile. We were already tightly bound, and she could only let my hand slide towards her full belly. My hand slid down over the pubic mound covered in thick black hair, below which lay the long, slightly parted slit of flesh. Just as my hands were about to press down on the thick labia to separate the slit, she began to struggle even more violently, making whimpering sounds, as if saying no.

I ignored her and parted the alluring slit, revealing her pink vulva, truly pink and untouched by any man. Below the small urethra was the depths of her anus. As I widened it, I was surprised to find a white membrane connecting to the pink, moist flesh, with a hollow space in between. Is this her hymen? I'm so lucky to be her first man. At this moment, she struggled even more violently. I wasn't in a hurry. I stood naked beside the specially made bed, like standing beside an operating table, looking down at a small animal experiment. But I wasn't in a rush to penetrate her. If I couldn't see her enjoyment, my enjoyment would be less intense.

I began to caress and suckle her firm breasts, while my other hand roamed over her full genitals and played with her slit. She continued to struggle violently, her eyes filled with tears. When my hand touched her clitoris, I felt her vibrate slightly. I began to vigorously stimulate her most sensitive spot. At this moment, tears streamed down her beautiful face, falling onto her long, flowing hair. What followed, I couldn't tell if it was from the struggle or the vibrations caused by her sensitivity.

After a long time, I patiently waited until she had cried all her tears and stopped. Her resistance made her submit to my touch. I knew the time had come, and I increased the intensity of my actions. Finally, I felt the firmness of her breasts, and I began to use a small massager to stimulate her clitoris more forcefully. I saw that she had closed her eyes, her round face showing a determined expression. Her fair and slender hands were clenched into fists. Her lower abdomen and thighs contracted and tightened. Suddenly, her private parts twitched and then relaxed. I knew she had enjoyed it. Her vulva was swollen and open, and her full labia were red. There was also a wet liquid flowing from her vagina.

I knew the most crucial moment had arrived. You know this specially made bed is actually half a bed, just enough for the upper body to lie on, with the buttocks sticking out a little from the edge of the bed. The height is adjustable, and her buttocks are right under my penis. You can imagine that she was lying flat on the bed and tied up, while I stood freely in front of her. Her raised buttocks and wide-spread legs revealed her vulva. She emerged, her position perfectly positioned in front of my penis, as if offered to me, allowing me to stand there and freely insert my penis into her vulva.

By this time, my penis was already somewhat hard, standing there erect and able to touch her vulva effortlessly. I used my hand to part her vulva and began stimulating her clitoris, rubbing my penis back and forth on her vulva. I heard her moan. I then began to push my penis towards her vagina, parting her thick labia. My glans pressed against the entrance of her vagina, sensitively feeling the tender flesh of her vulva, a sensation akin to kissing a young girl in her first love, the tenderness like a young girl's lips, only more slippery. My penis was gradually enveloped by the slippery and warm sensation, making it itchy, and my penis grew harder, yet also felt increasingly tightly enveloped. At this moment, she let out a "ah ah" sound, clenching her fists, her lower abdomen causing her vulva to tighten. I felt difficulty in penetrating forward.

But I finally encountered the biggest obstacle: the hymen. I estimated the force needed to minimize her pain, then thrust forward and broke through the hymen. She cried out loudly. After breaking through, I paused to rest for a moment, inserting my penis into her vaginal opening. Then I started thrusting again, and it went smoothly; I quickly inserted my penis all the way in. A hard penis was inserted into her pink, tender opening, stretching her vaginal opening. I slowly pulled my penis out, noticing the blood on it. I began slow, deep thrusting, letting her get used to my movements. Only when it felt wet, warm, and tight did I increase the speed. Her vaginal opening was completely torn open due to swelling, and her clitoris was fully exposed. I then began to stimulate this most sensitive spot with my hand. The area was sensitive. One of them clenched her fists, her breasts already very hard. Her moans no longer seemed to indicate resistance. Because I was standing, it was convenient and I didn't feel tired. The height and position of her vagina were also suitable for my thrusting. I thrust even harder. Finally, I felt a surge of heat rush to my penis, a series of contractions followed by relaxation; I knew she had just had an orgasm. I stopped thrusting my penis inside her, letting her hips and lower abdomen tremble for a while, allowing her to catch her breath and rest. Then I began to thrust even harder into her vagina. After several repetitions, I saw that she had indeed had several orgasms due to satisfaction, and I finally ejaculated inside her.

Was that the end of it? Of course not.

"How are you feeling?" I removed the control device from Yifang's mouth.

Yifang glared at me and turned away.

"Don't think about anything else, and don't think about dying anymore. Look at your parents' address and photos. If you want to hurt yourself, I won't be polite to your parents, understand?"

"You dare?"

"If I dare to do it to you, I dare to do it to your parents. Otherwise, what are my men for? So don't think about anything else, including dying." "You

scoundrel."

"You're right, but it's not that bad. Don't you think I was very gentle with you just now? Didn't you enjoy it?"

Yifang didn't refute, closed his eyes, and ignored me.

"Think about it. If you behave well, we'll quietly release you. Nobody will know." "

I brought her more food, but she wouldn't eat at first. I threatened to hurt her parents, and only then did she eat. I fed her myself; she wolfed it down, and I even wiped up the food scraps she left behind.

I loosened the bindings on her legs so she could rest, and then adjusted the other half of the bed so she wouldn't lie on it with her feet on the ground in an arched position—that was tiring too. I asked her why she kept glaring at me; it annoyed me. Then I took an eye mask and covered her eyes. Actually, I did it intentionally; we were about to play a gang rape game.

After resting, she resumed..." The original posture remained, but the bindings were no longer as tight. I continued to fondle her body, her breasts and her vagina. This time, she offered no resistance, letting me roam and caress her. When she reached a truly sensitive point, she naturally let out moans. When she was truly aroused, I began to penetrate her again. This time, without the obstruction in her mouth, she let out a beautiful cry. I would thrust in and out intermittently, letting her feel that I was only penetrating her intermittently. This was very effective. When she screamed during her orgasm, those around me... A group of strong men stood silently. While I was examining Yifang, I asked her if she was enjoying it and if she wanted more pressure. Yifang just moaned and cried out, ignoring me. So I instructed the strong men next to me to take turns silently examining Yifang's vagina. The positions were all pre-planned; the height was perfect for a man's penis, making it easy to exert force without bending over. Yifang, on the edge of the bed—or rather, the edge of the table—had her buttocks raised and her legs spread, exposing her vulva. Her vulva was right there on the vulva, the position as if she were being offered up for penetration. So, without changing one person's posture, the strong men just need to step forward, raise their hard penises, and insert them into the other person's vagina to fuck them. Then they can move on to the next person. But it's all done quietly, with the same rhythm as before. Don't let them use too much force at first; just a moderate amount, since the other person hasn't been fucked many times yet. Our rotation tactic is to allow the penises to rest in turn while keeping the other person's vagina constantly being penetrated and rubbed. By this time, the other person's originally narrow, virgin-like vaginal opening has completely torn open due to the constant thrusting and orgasms. Her labia majora were completely turned inside out, allowing the penis to rub back and forth, in and out. Her clitoris was erect and exposed, no longer hidden as a virgin. Meanwhile, the other woman's fists were still clenched, groaning and screaming loudly without restraint. She continued to twist her body, this time not in resistance, but driven by pleasure to writhe and shout. She had no choice; she needed to release the unbearable pleasure from being penetrated. Because her entire body was bound and fixed, her hips couldn't move, only allowing for slight swaying. She could only spread her legs wide open. Her fleshy slit allowed the muscular men to take turns penetrating her little hole. To the men, it was just a small hole in their flesh, a toy that brought them pleasure, regardless of whose hole it was. They completely ignored the beautiful woman's loud moans and cries as she tossed her hair. Her vagina, already filled with lustful fluid from the continuous thrusting, made the penises slide in and out with a soft, slapping sound. The unbearable pleasure had made one of them completely forget about resistance, shame, and the pride and reserve of a mature virgin in her thirties. She was so excited that she could hardly breathe. She stopped, repeatedly saying she needed to pee, that she couldn't take it anymore. We didn't stop, continuing to take turns thrusting into her vagina. It was like playing with a doll toy where you insert into a small hole and it makes a sensual sound, but this was real.

I was also observing her reaction, and when I saw she was about to climax again, I stopped inserting into her vagina. I then rubbed my penis against her vagina while asking if she wanted more. She didn't answer. I said if she didn't talk, I wouldn't insert anymore. I knew she was now burning with desire from our penetration. As I pretended to leave, one… Fang finally said, "Don't go, keep going," her voice that sweet, creamy tone. I finally changed her mind. "That's right, that's more like it," I said, inserting myself. While inserting, I said, "See, I'm not so scary, am I? I'm still very gentle." I started enticing her to speak, using methods like not inserting or increasing pressure to get her to talk if she didn't. Of course, I also tried to make her feel the pleasure of being fucked, and I would tell her when I increased the pressure. She finally opened up and started communicating with me. I asked her if it felt particularly good, and she finally nodded in agreement.
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