Soldier and Girl

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"Why...why are you crying..."

The rain pattered down, the torrential downpour, accompanied by a fierce wind, making it impossible to lift one's head.

This was an inconspicuous corner among dilapidated houses, usually piled high with all sorts of filthy garbage. Its stench and grime spread in all directions with the rain, spreading a repulsive stench.

Yet, a boy, huddled in this corner of the garbage heap, his tattered clothes blending perfectly with the rubbish. His head was buried in his arms, crying out in anguish.

However, his cries were drowned out by the overwhelming rain.

Knowing full well that crying would attract the enemy, the boy couldn't bear the grief in his heart.

In the pouring rainy night, government troops, fully armed, suddenly stormed into the rebels' secret base. Without distinguishing right from wrong, they massacred everyone present, including the boy's parents. But they were merely laborers at the base. Only the boy, under the cover of his parents, fled in a disheveled state from the garbage chute into the garbage heap.

Closer still came the synchronized marching of government soldiers. They grew closer, seemingly about to reach the boy.

"Dad...Mom...am I going to...die too...?"

The boy dared not look up, afraid to see the face of death.

Just when the world seemed so hopeless, a strange sound suddenly rang in the boy's ears.

It was the crisp sound of footsteps, like a beautiful piano piece, with exquisite melody, striking the ground, playing a note of hope. In this ugly, monotonous world, it seemed so out of place.

The footsteps grew closer, finally stopping abruptly in front of the boy. Then, a clear, bell-like voice rang out, like heavenly music, filled with a gentle tone, as if rekindling a light in the boy's despairing and dark heart.

The boy raised his head, wiping the rain from his face. His bewildered eyes slowly focused, his gaze settling on the figure before him. In an instant, his eyes were completely captivated by the girl, unable to look away.

Her radiant golden hair, glistening with raindrops, shone like the morning sun, a unique brilliance in the dark, rainy night.

Her magnificent pure white dress, like a celestial garment, accentuated her mature figure and highlighted her supremely noble aura.

Was she a girl… or… the legendary… goddess…? The boy was mesmerized, unable to believe that such beauty existed in this ugly world. Faced with the girl's question, he involuntarily opened his heart, pouring out everything, including the human tragedy that had just occurred, with his clumsy mouth, in detail.

"This... goddess, please hurry and leave too, those demons are almost here." "Is that so..." The girl smiled sweetly, "Don't worry, tonight, no one will sacrifice themselves because of this. I swear in... the name of the moon goddess."

The girl's voice seemed to contain a calming magic. The boy, who was on the verge of a mental breakdown, finally recovered from his desperate situation. An overwhelming sense of fatigue slowly pulled him into a dream.

"Good night. Your nightmare will end."

"You over there, hands up!"

The soldiers who followed closely behind vaguely saw the girl's figure, but after those eyes saw her clearly, they even held their breath, afraid that the voice would shatter the beautiful dream before them.

My God, is she a goddess? The soldiers held their guns, thinking blankly. That dazzling golden hair, delicate and tender face, pure white and gorgeous dress, was like the most beautiful work of art created by God.

Especially her white silk-clad feet, adorned with nearly transparent crystal high heels, made the girl seem to float in the air, untouched by the world's dust, as if she weren't touching the ground. She

was too beautiful; the soldiers were stunned. Unfortunately, this beauty ignited a frenzy of lust.

After a brief moment of breathlessness, the men's primal, wild lust began to surge forth, compelling them step by step to approach the dreamlike goddess, to subdue her with their guns, to conquer her with their genitals. They shouted threats, their guns already pointed at the girl, afraid to let this exquisite goddess escape.

However, this burning gaze made the girl feel nauseous. The soldiers' eyes seemed to pierce through her gorgeous dress, taking in her snow-white, delicate skin, especially her most private parts, which were being intensely scrutinized, as if they were about to be violated.

Such blatant voyeurism was commonplace for the girl during her daily strolls. The lewd men who had witnessed the girl's beauty on the street were drooling, their eyes filled with lust, as if they wished they could immediately pull out their penises and smear their foul semen on the girl's surprised and ashamed face, turning her entire body a yellowish-brown.

The girl, though perfectly aware of the situation, couldn't judge them based on their desires. Helpless, she could only give them a cold glance before quickly walking away. Fortunately, intimidated by her aloof and elegant demeanor, they didn't dare to harass her further.

However, these soldiers were different from the lewd men who had only dared to leer but not act. Their eyes were filled with fanaticism and impulsiveness, as if they wanted to burn the girl's gorgeous dress to ashes. Their restless limbs seemed ready to pin her down and ravage her at any moment.

The mere sight of the soldiers sent a chill down the girl's spine, a flush of anger rising on her pretty face. At the same time, she couldn't help but squeeze her full, white-stockinged legs together, her slender arms outstretched to protect her ample, sagging breasts. Her red lips parted, delivering a cold, merciless verdict to the soldiers.

"Have you become beasts of lust...? Then there's no need to hold back." The girl knew that these government soldiers, under the government's oppressive, unified ideology, had long since become mindless killing machines, their minds consumed only with slaughter and lust.

But the soldiers were merely pawns; the real culprit was the government, high above them like the heavens. Therefore, the girl didn't want to exterminate them; she only intended to inflict a slight punishment.

Like an angel's pity for suffering humanity, the girl's beautiful eyes were cold as she watched the approaching soldiers. Her pale blue pupils now seemed to radiate a chilling moonlight—the girl was beginning to activate her divine power.

In the void around her, starlight twinkled, reflecting the brilliance of the moon, gathering around her like stars surrounding the moon. This was proof that she was the moon goddess.

However, these beautiful, crystalline eyes only fueled the soldiers' fanaticism, who couldn't resist using barbaric and lewd methods to defile them.

"Don't move, little girl, or our guns might easily hurt you… Yes, yes, like this…" Seeing that they were only a body length away from the girl, they couldn't restrain themselves any longer. With a grab, a soldier pounced, wanting to pin the goddess down and subject her to further humiliation.

"Disgusting." These soldiers were after the girl's exquisite body; how could she not understand? The noble girl would never tolerate such defilement by thugs; just the smell of their bodies made her want to vomit.

"They must be taught a lesson," the girl thought. "Then let them witness the Moon Goddess's unparalleled grace and transcendent power."

With a thought, her body moved at will. Her slender fingers moved, and her delicate hand, clad in a pure white lace glove, drew a line in the air, carrying starlight that coalesced into a golden ribbon. The wonder of the Moon Goddess's power lay in its ability to transform into any weapon the girl desired, while also possessing various mysterious functions.

The golden ribbon barely touched the soldier's body before its abundant energy transformed into golden chains, tightly binding the enemy. A brilliant light then shone, completely suppressing the soldier's brute strength.

The beast instantly lost its power, becoming as helpless as a three-year-old child, unable even to utter a sound before collapsing to the ground in apparent agony.

"Don't worry, I just taught you a lesson. You... you're nothing but pitiful fools." The girl's stern gaze held a hint of apology; she wouldn't have used such force if she hadn't been forced into it.

However, the soldiers remained like wolves, charging forward relentlessly, roaring and eager to execute the girl on the spot. Their hands flailed wildly, their bodies like iron towers, their faces contorted with rage.

The girl sighed slightly, her hands moving in wondrous gestures in the air. Amidst the chaotic attacks, she cast golden ribbons upon her opponents. Her jade-like feet darted and weaved, gracefully passing through the iron tower like a dancer.

In an instant, she had dealt with the nearest soldiers, leaving only a few pitiful figures howling in pain.

Her beautiful eyes fixed on the last soldier, her jade feet touched the ground, and starlight gathered beside her crystal shoes, transforming into wings that propelled her into a graceful flight. In a flash,

she descended behind the soldier like a dreamlike phantom, then extended her beautiful leg high, delivering a beautiful side kick—her crystal heel striking the soldier squarely on the head.

This kick, imbued with the power of the moon goddess, instantly sent the soldier crashing to the ground with a howl. Although there was no seal, based on the girl's experience, he would likely be lying there obediently for the foreseeable future.

Having easily dealt with her enemies, the girl's pretty face remained icy, a hint of worry in her brows. She knew these men were merely pawns; if they didn't leave soon, a fully armed force would arrive. At that point, she would likely be no match for them alone and would have no choice but to surrender.

However, the soldier who had just fallen was not yet unconscious. Having witnessed the moon goddess's graceful and beautiful fighting style, his desire for her grew stronger. Unable to even touch a shred of her clothing, the soldier was filled with unbearable pain.

He struggled, his body throbbing with pain, and looked up at the girl, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.

But the girl paid no heed to an insignificant soldier. With a swift turn of her foot and a graceful twist of her skirt, she prepared to leave.

With this thought, she planned to take the boy back to her home. However, just as she turned to leave, she discovered that her foot was entangled in something, and she couldn't move.

When the girl turned her head, she saw that it was the soldier who had just fallen. He got up again, and not only that, he grabbed her ankle tightly, pulling her leg into his arms and fixing her firmly with his body and limbs, like a pair of shackles binding her delicate feet.

"Finally... finally caught you..." Just as the girl was about to use the power of her wings to float away,

the soldier seized the moment when her feet touched the ground and she was still in the air. With his last bit of strength, he struggled to his feet, spread his limbs, and grabbed the girl's leg, pinning her to the ground.

Moreover, after succeeding, the soldier raised his head, a lewd grin spreading across his face, his eyes fixed on the alluring scenery beneath the girl's short skirt.

The girl's snow-white thighs, adorned with pure white lace lingerie, could hardly be concealed by a pair of thin white stockings. Moreover, the sheer beauty of the stockings added an untouchable allure to the exquisite view beneath her skirt.

Just looking at it, the soldier could imagine how wonderful and intoxicating the hidden paradise beneath her lingerie must be.

And those round, firm, yet not bloated, snow-white buttocks—if they could completely envelop his penis, he would probably be in heaven. The soldier's eyes widened, clearly lost in his fantasies.

After a long while, the girl finally came to her senses, bringing her legs together and covering her dress skirt with her hands. However, that glimpse of her beauty had already been licked and wiped clean by the soldier.

"Quickly, let go of my feet," the girl said coldly. She hadn't expected this soldier to be so stubborn, clinging to her despite his extreme weakness. Although she could easily beat him severely.

However, seeing that pitiful, dazed look, the girl, who had initially intended to assault him, felt a pang of pity. She only hoped that the mentally impaired soldier would obediently release her.

However, the soldier was already insane, ignoring the girl's words. He seemed to have been kicked in the head, or perhaps

he was driven mad by lust for the girl's flesh, acting purely on instinct. Indeed, mere lewd thoughts couldn't satisfy the soldier's surging lust; he longed to merge with the girl

immediately. Driven by wickedness, to the girl's astonishment, the soldier opened his mouth wide and bit into the girl's straight, slender white-stockinged leg, as if he wanted to swallow her soft flesh whole. He gnawed, making slurping sounds as if he were tasting a delicacy.

His rough tongue licked the girl's delicate leg through the thin, hazy white stockings, until the stockings were transparent.

"It hurts..." The girl frowned slightly. Although she had the power of the moon goddess, her body was still delicate. Not only that, the soldier's lewd sexual behavior disgusted her from the bottom of her heart. The abundant power of the moon goddess gathered in her hands. The girl's red lips parted slightly, and she coldly issued her final ultimatum, "Let go now, or I'll kill you."

But the soldier, having tasted the sweetness, bit even harder, his teeth like a beast eating raw meat, wishing he could tear off a piece of the girl's beautiful flesh. He no longer cared about the girl's words.

When he reached the climax of passion, the black dragon between the soldier's legs could no longer restrain itself. It forcefully pushed open his crotch and bared its teeth, sticking out its body. On the thick shaft, blue veins bulged, every vein filled with surging lust. The glans was wide open, and its breath was hot, as if it was about to completely ejaculate the lust that had been accumulating for a long time. It raised its head arrogantly and showed off its power to the girl's pretty face.

This was the first time the Moon Goddess had ever witnessed a man's genitals, and such a ferocious beast at that. For a moment, she involuntarily held her breath, her beautiful eyes seemingly captivated, unable to look away from the penis. "

My God… this penis is as thick as my forearm!" the girl thought blankly. "Are all men this powerful?" Moreover, even from half a body distance, she could faintly smell the strong masculine scent emanating from the penis, making her dizzy and her eyes water. For the first time, a blush of shyness appeared on her usually cool and aloof face.

The soldier, experienced with countless women, naturally saw through her innocent mind. The thought that this powerful and aloof girl had revealed such an ugly side in front of his penis filled him with smugness. His smile became even more smug and ferocious, as if showing off, shaking his penis and swinging it around.

Taking advantage of the girl's momentary daze, he grabbed her high-heeled foot and yanked it off. Her delicate white silk stockings and crystal high heels were ripped off. His

five claw-like fingers roughly and brutally kneaded her pearly toes, savoring the exquisite beauty of her foot, the graceful arch, and the smoothness of the white silk.

Desiring immediate intimacy with those feet, the soldier impatiently thrust his erect penis into the sole of her silk-stockinged foot. He then began to sway his hips, using her foot and crystal shoes like a masturbation device, frantically thrusting in and out, satisfying his lewd desires with the girl's most beautiful parts.

As the soldier defiled the girl, he let out a lewd, obsessive laugh and a hoarse voice, completely lost in the act, unable to extricate himself. He felt the icy touch of the crystal against the warm, white silk of her flesh, as if experiencing both ice and fire. Thick pre-ejaculate oozed from his penis, sticking to the girl's silk with each thrust.

When his penis reached the sole of her foot, feeling as if he were stepping on burning coals, the girl snapped out of her daze. In just a moment of shock, her delicate feet had been defiled to such an extent.

Feeling the sticky, painful sensation on her calves, the girl could no longer endure it. "Disgusting!" she cried out, then with a flick of her arm, sparkling with starlight, she slapped the soldier hard on the back.

The blow landed squarely. Though the soldier was burly, he couldn't withstand the force of the attack. He coughed up blood, vomiting directly onto the girl's white-stockinged legs, creating a mess.

Even with his severe injury, the girl struggled helplessly, unable to pull her legs away. Rather, the wounded soldier, in a final burst of lust before death, was even more frenzied, his surging desire about to overflow like a swan song.

Under the girl's stomping feet, the soldier finally reached his climax, his purplish-black glans ejaculating thick, yellowish semen that shot directly into the girl's crystal high heels, completely staining this exquisite work of art with his own color and scent.

[The End]

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