unethical transactions

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While Shishi was still studying at a business college, she saw that Company X was going to establish a new airline. She thought she could try applying; if she could get a flight attendant job before graduation, it would help supplement the family income, and she could also see the world while she was young. However, her parents did not approve of this decision. Shishi was too naive, and the industry was so complicated.
"Dad, Mom, this company has great potential in Hong Kong. Its subsidiaries have diversified businesses including catering, fashion clothing, hotels, and real estate. I'm studying business management, so maybe I'll have the opportunity to be promoted to a job I like." "Shishi, you don't have any flight attendant service experience, how do you know the company will hire you?" "So I'm just going to try it out, don't worry so much." Unable to resist her coaxing, her parents had no choice but to agree.
On the day of her interview at Company X, Shishi wore a simple suit and light makeup. The company had a large conference center, and before nine o'clock, there were already about two or three hundred people queuing there. As expected of the famous Company X, she heard that thousands of people submitted resumes every time they recruited. She was a little nervous. These people all seemed to have extensive work experience, and it looked like she might not be chosen.
After completing the computer test, she had to take a personality analysis questionnaire. Next was an English test and a test of aptitude. The final hurdle was the manager interview. Finally, it was Shishi's turn to enter the meeting room. She found the meeting room to be very elegant, with a huge TV screen and various high-tech electronic products. The entire room was decorated in a silver, black, and white color scheme, very ultra-modern. Three serious-looking male managers sat at a long table.
She tried to calm herself down and greeted the three managers.
"Please sit down. We will have a few questions for you. Please relax and don't be too reserved." One of the male managers, who wore glasses, asked first, "Ms. Lin, why do you want to work for our company?" Shishi briefly explained her understanding of the company and her future plans. However, the supervisor seemed less than agreeable. He shook his head and said, "You know how many college-graduate girls applied this time.
Many of them are outstanding in appearance and academics. You haven't even graduated from business school. I don't think this job is the most suitable for you. We'll keep your information and contact you if needed." The other two supervisors seemed to agree with him. Shishi was a little disappointed, but could only say, "Okay, thank you. I hope the company will contact me if a suitable opportunity arises in the future."
Just then, the phone on the table rang. The supervisor wearing glasses immediately answered the phone. "Yes, President, no, but we have unanimously decided that. I'm sorry, we will proceed immediately." At this moment, Shishi had already stood up and was about to leave the conference room when, "Excuse me, Ms. Lin, please wait. We have another test." Shishi was a little surprised because they had just said she was not suitable. But she still nodded obediently.
"Here's the thing, our airline will be a different kind of airline. Because the company's businesses include well-known clothing, lingerie, and sleepwear, the flight attendants' uniforms, from the inside out, will all be provided by the company. There's a dressing room next door; please go there and choose an outfit that fits your size. You don't need to rush to change; we'll proceed with the next applicant's interview, and your name will be called in an hour later. You can take any outfit you choose home. Please remember to wear the company's lingerie; everything inside and out must be our company's product. If everything is satisfactory, you might be hired." She hadn't expected such a turn of events. When she arrived at the dressing room next door, wow, she really had to hold back her gasps. All kinds of lingerie—transparent, lace, sexy—were available. As for formal wear, there were off-the-shoulder, backless, and even traditional Chinese cheongsams. She first took off her suit, leaving only her pure white cotton underwear and panties. Shishi had always grown up in a conservative family. She had never worn such sexy silk lingerie before.
She thought for a moment, unsure which type of lingerie to choose. She wondered which dress to choose first; she really wasn't comfortable with those revealing gowns. She finally settled on a more conservative cheongsam. However, it was a white silk cheongsam, so she had to choose suitable underwear to match. In the end, she chose a soft silk bra close to her skin tone, paired with a matching soft silk thong.
Shishi slowly began to take off her bra. Looking at herself in the mirror, her firm breasts and flat stomach—perhaps because she loved swimming, her figure was well-maintained—often attracted the attention of men by the pool. Shishi was a little shy and didn't dare face her naked body in the mirror, but the spotlight in the dressing room allowed her to see every inch of skin. Plus, there were mirrors on all four sides of the room, so avoiding it was impossible. She took off her white cotton panties. Seeing her thick pubic hair and long legs, she couldn't help but fantasize about when she would meet a boy she liked. But now wasn't the time for dreaming; she needed to think about how to handle the upcoming interview, wondering what the manager who didn't like her would say.
Shishi then put on the silk bra, only to find it slightly transparent. The silk gently rubbed against her breasts, bringing a fleeting pleasure; she could see her pink nipples slightly erect. Her thong couldn't fully cover her vulva; with every movement, the delicate ribbons lightly brushed against her sensitive areas—a strange sensation difficult to describe. Just as she hesitated whether to change into another outfit, she suddenly heard the receptionist knock on the door, asking if she could proceed to the conference room for the next interview.
Shishi thought for a moment; there was no time to change. She quickly put on the cheongsam while replying "yes." The white silk cheongsam seemed tailor-made for her. Her breasts naturally displayed their curves beneath the fabric. A slender waist, rounded hips. After changing into the company high heels, she appeared tall and elegant.
She entered the conference room, only to find that the three managers from before were not there. A very imposing middle-aged man stood by the conference room window. He was wearing an expensive suit, his eyes were sharp, and he had a somewhat sinister air about him. He looked her up and down as if she were naked. Shishi was a little flustered, but she forced herself to remain calm, greeted him, and gave a brief self-introduction.
"Ms. Lin, you know the job of a flight attendant; sometimes you have to carry very heavy luggage. Here's a carry-on bag.
Hold it above your head and walk around this conference room."
Shishi did as instructed. The bag wasn't actually heavy, but the silk cheongsam was very soft, gently touching her breasts, causing her nipples to involuntarily stand erect. The high slit of the skirt slid lightly across her thighs, the cool breeze caressing her vulva. This caused her body to involuntarily experience a subtle pleasure. She could feel the man's malicious gaze, fixed on the slit of her skirt. Shishi was a little worried, wondering if she had exposed herself. She just hoped the interview would go quickly so she could go home. She didn't know that her entire body's curves were already on full display: the sunlight through the window revealed the peach-like shape of her genitals, and the tiny silk panties couldn't even cover her pubic hair. The curves of her buttocks were also clearly visible.
"Ms. Lin, you can go back and wait for further notice. We will start arranging training next month. After a month of intensive training, you will fly to Dubai in the Middle East. New routes will be launched soon, and then each flight attendant will be assigned a schedule." "Excuse me, I'd like to ask, I'm currently still in class and won't graduate for three months. Is the training all during the daytime?" "I can discuss this with the HR manager. Perhaps we can arrange a short intensive training course for you.
If you can cooperate with the company's inaugural flight, we can wait until you graduate before assigning you a job." Shishi was extremely grateful after hearing this.
She hadn't expected the company to make alternative arrangements for her. She took the contract home to show her parents. "Shishi, this three-year contract states that if an employee fails to fulfill the contract, they will be fined one million. Your parents are both teachers; where would we get one million to pay that?" "Don't worry, Mom and Dad, that's impossible. If I work hard, the breach of contract won't happen.
The company will arrange intensive training and future flight schedules for me. This is a great job. I can start earning money to help the family. What's wrong with that?" Shishi handed back the signed contract and received the training notice. The aviation training center's courses include simulations and drills for responding to various emergency and special flight situations. After class on Friday, she arrived at the training center on time.
She found only the supervisor who had hired her and a training director were there. Strange, weren't there any other trainees? The training director said, "Ms. Lin, this is a special training session arranged for you by the president. So you're the only one here." Shishi was somewhat surprised; she didn't know that the supervisor who had hired her was the president of Company X. She greeted the president, but he only looked at her coldly, without saying a word.
Before the simulation training began, the director asked her to change into a swimsuit. The reason given was that in the upcoming escape training course, she would have to open the emergency exit from the simulator cabin suspended in mid-air and jump into the pool. Shishi looked at the tiny bikini swimsuit and couldn't help but ask if there were any other swimsuit options. The director looked at her contemptuously and said, "This training session is already specially designed for you; are you still being picky?" Shishi was afraid the director would be angry, and with the president also watching her, she had no choice but to quickly change into the swimsuit.
Then the director explained the training method: the president would act as a guest. She had to serve the guest food and drinks, and her responses had to be appropriate. Then, there would be an emergency situation on the plane, and she had to know how to open the emergency exit. "Let the guests escape first, then jump down the slide yourself.
" Shishi understood. The only embarrassing thing was having to serve the president in such a small bikini swimsuit.
When she served the food, she put down the tray. She saw the president staring intently at her breasts, which were pushed up high by the swimsuit. She was a little annoyed, but there was nothing she could do. Suddenly, the simulator cabin began to shake. She accidentally fell onto the president's lap. In the chaos, she thought she felt the president's hand lightly touch her firm buttocks, but then the cabin started shaking violently. She didn't think much of it and followed the procedure the supervisor had given her, first arranging for the passengers to put on life jackets. Then she put on a life jacket herself, lowered the escape slide, and jumped into the pool. The moment she slid down into the pool, the water jet hit her private parts. Shishi felt a surge of pleasure from below. The supervisor seemed not very satisfied with her escape procedure and made her practice it again and again.
And so the water jet hit her private parts again and again. As she jumped for the last time, Shishi felt as if she had reached an orgasm. Her face flushed; she hadn't realized her body was so sensitive.
The CEO, without her noticing, had been standing by the pool, his eyes glued to her bikini bottoms and long, shapely legs. Finally, after several hours of intense activity, the training ended. Shishi returned home to her village house at midnight.
A month of special training had passed. The maiden flight was approaching, and the company hired a professional photographer to take pictures of each flight attendant. Strangely, the CEO didn't like any of the photos; he only wanted to use Shishi's picture for promotional posters and wanted her to be used in cardboard cutouts. The PR manager rushed to the president's office:
"President, I really don't understand why we have so many young and beautiful flight attendants. Shishi isn't the most stunning one. The photographer suggested using another girl with more defined features." "No need. Shishi's photo is fine." "President, could you please reconsider? Shishi is good-looking, but she gives off a somewhat rustic vibe.
It doesn't quite suit the company's image."
"I've made my decision. You don't need to say anything more. Go and decide on the pre-flight staff dinner. I want Shishi and me to sit at the head table." Since the president was adamant, the PR manager had nothing more to say. On the day of the dinner, Shishi found herself sitting at the head table with ten other senior executives. She could feel the other employees looking at her with disapproval.
She heard whispers, saying she didn't know how she had climbed to that position, and that she had somehow charmed the president, since she wasn't a stunning beauty, so why was she sitting at the head table?
When the president started serving her food, she could feel the suspicious looks from the other executives. The meal was truly awkward; it seemed only the CEO liked her. Some rumored it was because she resembled the CEO's girlfriend from his younger days. Others said it was simply because of her hairstyle and figure. But the CEO never actually said anything.
After the promotional posters were released, Shishi became the company's star. News interviews and newspaper reports caused a sensation in her village house. Her family was very proud of her. Her colleagues seemed to have changed their attitude. Or perhaps they just wanted to curry favor with her, hoping to get closer to the CEO. In any case,
she was being treated like royalty.
Finally, the day of the maiden flight arrived, and Shishi reported to the airport in her brand-new flight attendant uniform. This new aircraft from X company was built in France. The most special feature was its VIP cabin. It had its own private bar, a huge LCD screen, and soft leather sofas. The bathroom had a steam room and a jacuzzi.
No one knew who would be assigned to serve there.
Shishi was assigned to first class. She was preparing the meals... The training director asked her to go to the VIP cabin because the president needed to see her. However, she had to change into another dress beforehand. This dress was a black lace cheongsam,
paired with black lace lingerie. The thong had a string of pearls near her vulva.
Shishi asked why she had to wear such an outfit. The training director said, "Didn't you read the first clause of the employee contract? Employees must comply with company regulations and wear company uniforms. If you don't change, you'll have to pay a penalty." Not wanting to anger the director, she obediently went to the dressing room to change.
When she put on the pearl lingerie, a strange sensation surged through her vulva. Even after leaving the dressing room, the friction of the pearls was unbearable. But the director kept urging her to go upstairs, so she had to hurry. But with each step, the pearls relentlessly stimulated her clitoris. She endured it and finally reached the VIP cabin upstairs. She saw the president sitting at the bar.
"Hello, Mr. President, did you call for me?"
"From now on, you'll be serving here. First, mix me a whiskey, then prepare some snacks." These tasks were no challenge for Shishi, as she had been taught them during her training. But every time she bent down to retrieve something from under the bar, her pearl-embellished panties would get caught in her vagina, stimulating her clitoris. While preparing the food, she also had to suppress the strange sensations emanating from her lower body. She
was almost unable to control her trembling. Suddenly, the president's glass spilled. She hurriedly grabbed tissues and went to the president's side to help clean up. Just as she was wiping the bar clean, the president suddenly stood behind her. Shishi was startled, feeling something hard pressing against her buttocks.
"President, you—"
the president asked in a deep voice from behind her, "Do you like those pearl-embellished panties?" She couldn't think straight. She was pressed tightly against the bar. The pearls started getting caught in her vagina again, and her lower body became wet. Shishi blushed and said shyly, "President, I want to go back to work." "You don't need to go back to work. This is your job now." "What? What does this mean?" Shanshan's mind went blank. She was a little flustered, the hard object behind her slowly rubbing against her buttocks. She didn't know whether she should shout for help, or say that the president was sexually harassing her. Just as she was filled with doubt, the president pulled up her skirt and gently, with his right hand, turned the beaded chain on her thong.
"Ah no, what are you doing?" Shanshan cried out, feeling as if she had been struck by lightning.
She tried to turn around. But he forcefully pushed her upper body down, pressing her against the bar with his left hand. His right hand continued to gently rotate the pearl, rubbing her clitoris. Shishi began to pant, waves of orgasm emanating from her lower body.
She wanted to continue saying no, but couldn't help but moan softly. "Ah, no, please don't!" His fingers were still skillfully caressing her clitoris. The waves of ecstasy were unbearable, and she wanted to beg him, "No, Mr. President, please stop!" But he wouldn't listen; his hand continued to play with Shishi's wet vulva, while he whispered in her ear, "Shishi, haven't I been good to you? I'm the one who made you famous, don't you want to thank me? Consider this your virginity." Shishi blushed; she had never heard such lewd words before. She wanted to resist, saying, "Yes, but I... I don't want to, I don't want to!" Before Shishi could finish speaking, she felt the pearl ring being pulled open, and suddenly a hot, hard penis was thrust into her honey hole from behind. She hadn't expected that this CEO, older than her father, was going to violate her. She tried to resist, but it was no use.
He began to thrust violently, tearing her lace cheongsam with one hand and quickly unbuttoning the back of her bra. Her entire breasts were exposed. Because she was pressed against the bar, her nipples rubbed against the bar as he thrust into her clitoris. The friction sent waves of pleasure through her nipples. Combined with the impact from his lower body, it was... A tingling, electric sensation shot through her.
Shishi was powerless to resist; she gasped repeatedly, feeling as if she were floating in the air. The thick shaft relentlessly thrust into her core, stimulating her to the extreme again and again. She had never imagined sex could be so ecstatic, pushing her to the clouds. She wanted to scream, yet felt ashamed. Her buttocks involuntarily met the thick shaft, her lower body feeling incredibly excited and wet. Finally, Shishi could no longer hold back her cries, her hands gripping the edge of the bar tightly, her whole body convulsing, her core contracting repeatedly, clamping down on the shaft. Jia reached her climax. After
the unethical transaction and coercion
of the company's inaugural flight to Dubai in the Middle East, Shishi became somewhat depressed. Everything the CEO had done to her on the plane made her feel ashamed. Growing up in a conservative family, she didn't know much about relationships between men and women. Coupled with her parents' strict upbringing, she had never had a boyfriend. She blamed herself for not protecting herself properly, allowing the company CEO to rape her. Every time she thought about it, her mood became increasingly depressed.
That day, Shishi went to the company to pick up her itinerary and ran into her colleague Meixiu.
"Hi, Shishi, how are you? You should have graduated from school by now, right? I served in economy class on the last Middle East inaugural flight, so I didn't see you. I heard the VIP cabin is very luxurious, is that true?" Shishi stammered, unwilling to answer. But Meixiu continued to press her, "Shishi, I really envy you. You get to work in the president's private cabin. Unlike us, we have to start 'feeding the pigs' as soon as it's mealtime. Those pig customers have so many demands, I'm so busy I can't stop." Shishi felt uncomfortable just thinking about everything that happened at the bar.
"Meixiu, working in the VIP cabin isn't as good as you imagine. Please don't ask anymore, I don't want to talk about this." "What do you mean? The president dotes on you so much. You only need to serve him, it should be easy, right? What does he ask you to do? Is there anything you can't handle?" Shishi couldn't resist Meixiu's persistent requests, and this matter had been bothering her for a long time, so she briefly explained what had happened. After saying all this, she couldn't help but feel sad again. She had really let her family down.
Meixiu was stunned after hearing this: "Shishi, are you alright? You mean the president took advantage of you? Did you report this to HR?" "Meixiu, please don't say anymore. I'm a new employee and haven't been with the company for very long. How can I tell the HR manager about something so embarrassing? Let's just leave it at that. Please don't tell anyone." After their conversation, they left the company separately.
The next morning, after arriving at the company, Shishi received a call from HR asking her to go to the HR manager's office. She hurried to the HR department, and after the secretary announced her arrival, she was allowed into the manager's office.
"Good morning, Manager. Is there something you need?"
"Lin Shishi, please sit down." Seeing the HR manager's serious expression, she felt a little worried. During the interview, this bespectacled HR manager hadn't been very satisfied with her. "Now they're going to find fault with her again?" "Lin Shishi, someone has reported you for inappropriate private life. Our company is discussing whether to dismiss you." Shishi was speechless with surprise. Who said this? There must be a misunderstanding. Shishi was both anxious and angry. "Manager, please believe me, I haven't done anything inappropriate." The manager looked at her coldly, turned on his laptop screen, and played a video on the large screen on the wall.
Shishi was so shocked she couldn't speak anymore. A young girl was blurry on the screen, standing naked in front of a dressing mirror. Then the camera moved to her delicate breasts, flat stomach, and even her genitals were clearly visible. It seemed to be a video secretly taken of her trying on clothes in the dressing room on the day of her interview.
The scene then shifts, blurringly showing a girl and a tall, muscular man locked in a frenzied act of lovemaking, accompanied by her wanton moans. The video ends with a close-up of the girl's face—it's none other than Shishi's. "Manager, that girl isn't me! Who could be so maliciously slandering me? This video is obviously edited.
Please believe me," Shishi said, tears streaming down her face. She had just graduated and wanted to focus on her career, but this whole series of events had happened.
"We've already verified this with your colleagues. Apparently, you often go to bars at night. That man might be the one you hooked up with in Lan Kwai Fong. Isn't that right? I've been in this industry for so long, I've seen plenty of girls like you. Plain-looking but pretending to be innocent." Shi Shi cried, "Please, manager, give me a chance to explain! I don't have one. Someone really framed me.
The initial footage was probably someone secretly filming me changing clothes." "Your colleagues also said that while you were serving in the VIP cabin, you tried to seduce the president. You threw yourself at him while he was drinking at the bar. The company can't accept such an employee. We plan to hold a press conference, release the video, and fire you. The legal department will also pursue breach of contract damages from your family." Hearing the HR manager say this, Shi Shi was shocked. She had only told Mei Xiu about those outrageous things that happened at the bar.
Meixiu was slandering her like this. Her mind went blank. What should she do? How could her parents, who were teachers, accept such an attack? Even if none of this was true, who would believe her? "No! Please don't release this kind of thing to the public. I'm innocent. Manager, please help me, please tell me what to do." The manager looked at her with disdain and said, "The company can give you a chance, it all depends on how you do it." "Manager, please help me, I'm willing to do anything. Please don't tell my family about this, I'm really innocent. You can ask the president.
That day, he forced him to..." Shishi blushed and couldn't continue.
The manager sneered. "I've seen too many girls like you. The president and his wife are on vacation in France right now. Even if he were at the company, I wouldn't ask him. Who do you think you are to accuse the president?" After hearing these words, Shishi finally despaired.
It seemed no one would help her. How could someone like her possibly stand up to a large corporation? "Don't waste my time anymore. Listen carefully: Tonight, several wealthy Middle Eastern businessmen are chartering a plane back to Dubai. One of the richest men has already booked a VIP cabin. If you can provide him with excellent service and make him completely satisfied, the company won't leak these scandals." "Yes, yes, thank you, Manager. I'll work hard and get ready right away." She wiped away her tears; it seemed she had to endure this humiliation.
"I'm warning you again, this isn't a simple customer. If he has any complaints or grievances, the company will expose all your dirty secrets. Not only will you be unable to establish yourself in any industry, but your family and friends will also look down on you. You'll be ruined, understand?" The manager waved her away. She had no choice but to rush home to pack her luggage and then head to the airport to report for duty.
The training director, seeing her arrive, handed her today's assignment—a long, pure white chiffon dress. The high-necked, off-the-shoulder design exposed her entire back, with a slight glimpse of her chest on the side, making it impossible to wear a bra. The company provided black underwear this morning, and since Shishi hadn't brought any light-colored underwear, she asked the training director if there were any other clothes available.
"Lin Shishi, I don't know how many times I've said this. Don't think that just because the president likes you, you can make all sorts of demands. If you don't bring any other colors, you're not allowed to wear underwear tonight. The HR manager just sent someone to tell you that if you don't perform well tonight, you'll see what happens." Shishi really didn't want to upset anyone anymore.
Although she wasn't used to not wearing underwear, she had no choice but to do it reluctantly. While she was tidying up in the VLP cabin, the Middle Eastern tycoon appeared with two bodyguards. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a stubble beard, and looked very rugged.
After the bodyguards completed the security check, she asked in English if she could prepare a drink for him. Then she went back to the bar to prepare whiskey and snacks. She didn't know that the Middle Eastern tycoon had been staring intently at her exposed breasts.
Pink nipples could be seen under the white gauze. Further down, her lower body was faintly visible. He loved this kind of charm in Eastern women, coupled with Shanshan's slender waist and pert buttocks. He was already starting to feel lustful and couldn't wait to tear off her gauze dress. This was clearly a beautiful woman sent by Company X to try and get him to sign a contract.
When Shishi brought him the drink to the sofa, he told Shanshan that he wanted to enjoy the jacuzzi while drinking in the bathroom.
So Shishi immediately went to the bathroom to prepare hot water. When the water was almost full, she bent down to measure the temperature and turned on the jacuzzi. Water splashed onto her, soaking her clothes. She was about to find a towel to dry herself when, without her noticing
, he was already standing in the bathroom, shirtless and only wearing a towel around his waist. Shishi was unaware that her curves were already fully exposed, and the Middle Eastern businessman's eyes were bloodshot, as if he were about to spit fire. Just as she realized his gaze was strange, he lunged forward, grabbed her breasts, and began to vigorously rub them. Shishi was terrified and tried to resist, punching and kicking, but he was so strong that she couldn't push him away. In a few moments, her clothes were torn off, revealing her firm, bare breasts.
She tried to cover her breasts, but the wealthy Middle Eastern businessman held them tightly in his arms. With his other hand, he kneaded her breasts repeatedly, then moved downwards, trying to explore her vulva. She tried to cry out for help, but his mouth covered hers. As Shishi struggled to resist, he pulled her into the jacuzzi, forcing her to spread her legs and straddle him.
He repeatedly kissed Shishi forcefully, pinning her hands behind her back. He rubbed his massive penis against her clitoris, making Shishi both anxious and angry. She hated why she had to suffer such humiliation. This was clearly a trap; did these people all consider her a lowly slut?
She hadn't known that being a flight attendant was like this. She truly regretted not listening to her parents. Tears streamed down her face. "Ah, no, no!" Suddenly, his hand had already entered her vulva, skillfully exploring its depths. He then released Shishi's lips and began greedily sucking on her white neck and fragrant shoulders.
"No, stop!" His fingers relentlessly explored her honeypot. Shishi wanted to scream for help, but couldn't. His fingers constantly touched her sensitive spots, sending waves of electric currents through her body.
The water jets of the jacuzzi also relentlessly pounded into her honeypot, causing her to breathe rapidly and her breasts to heave violently.
She felt incredibly hot, a sensation that seemed somewhat familiar. The Middle Eastern tycoon watched, very pleased with her body's reaction. Seeing her panting, his lower body hardened.
Suddenly, he removed his hand from her honeypot and forcefully thrust his enormous penis inside. Shishi screamed in pain, but he ignored her and continued his relentless assault. In the jacuzzi, he continued to fuck her. The more she screamed, the more excited he became. The honeypots of Eastern girls were so tight; he had never experienced anything like it before.
Such rounded breasts, such snow-white skin—Shishi was in real pain. That enormous penis was beyond her capacity to bear. She kept begging for mercy, but this only excited him, allowing him to fuck her with abandon. As she struggled, her hand touched the hairdryer hanging by the sink. She picked it up and hit him on the head.
But it had no effect. He dragged Shishi out of the bathtub and slapped her twice. Then he pushed her down and made her lie face down on the floor. Shishi was dizzy from the beating. He quickly lifted her buttocks and forcefully thrust his penis into her vagina. "Ah, no, help!" Shishi cried and begged for mercy. He, however, squinted his eyes and enjoyed himself, his hands roughly fondling her tender breasts while forcefully thrusting into her vagina. Shishi kept screaming
until she had no strength left to cry out. She was violated like this for most of the night, on the floor, then on the sofa, and then dragged to the waterbed and fucked until she passed out.
Chapter 3 Forbidden
Thing Shishi was brutally violated by a Middle Eastern tycoon in the VIP cabin, repeatedly fucked until she fainted. When Shishi woke up, she found herself sitting in her flight attendant's seat. Her torn dress was no longer on her; it seemed someone had cleaned up the scene of the assault and changed her back into a clean flight attendant uniform, fastening her seatbelt.
Just then, the supervisor approached her, scolding her, "What are you daydreaming about again? The other flight attendants have already finished getting ready and are disembarking. Hurry up! Here's your suitcase; I brought it for you." Shishi wanted to cry to the supervisor—she had been raped for most of the night, and she wanted to just let these Middle Eastern businessmen go—but seeing the contempt in the supervisor's eyes, she swallowed her words. Shishi
hurriedly took her luggage and went to the fast-track immigration at Dubai airport. Airport staff gestured for her to open her carry-on luggage for inspection. Suddenly, a box of condoms was found inside. Shishi wondered why there was this, but she was already being taken away for questioning by airport police. Even the supervisor didn't know what had happened; she was simply taken away.
This is because Dubai remains a conservative place, and in recent years, a large influx of foreign workers, including many sex workers, has occurred. The government was deeply troubled by this, so if a woman was carrying a condom, she would be presumed to be a prostitute.
Shishi was utterly speechless; she had packed her own luggage, but she was certain she hadn't put that item in the bag.
The two policemen told her they had to take her back to headquarters for investigation, and if they could prove she wasn't a sex worker, they would release her.
She thought that perhaps she could ask the police to call the hotel where the flight attendant was staying and ask the manager to vouch for her, saying it was a misunderstanding. The police put her in a luxury sports car, and after about an hour's drive, they arrived at Dubai's landmark Burj Al Arab hotel. It was a massive, sail-shaped building. Shishi knew this was a luxurious city, but why would the police headquarters be located inside a hotel? She tried asking in English, but the two policemen ignored her and quickly escorted her to the presidential suite on the top floor. She saw the bodyguard at the door; he looked somewhat familiar. When the door opened, Shishi began to tremble all over, not because the perverted Middle Eastern tycoon was sitting in the room, calmly watching her.
She screamed and struggled, refusing to go inside, but she couldn't resist the police. They dragged her into the room, pushed her to the ground, and, at the businessman's instruction, put a police dog collar around her neck. The heavy chain pressed her down, making it hard to breathe. Through her teary eyes, she saw the Middle Eastern businessman give the two policemen a wad of cash.
After the two policemen left, Shishi tried to break free of the chains and escape, but the Middle Eastern businessman immediately took off his belt and beat her severely. After beating her, he dragged her from the living room to the bedroom like a dog. Shishi immediately saw various tools hanging on the walls of the room; she was terrified and couldn't scream anymore. He grabbed her and hung the chain around her neck high on a hook hanging from the ceiling.
Shishi tried to resist, but found that the more she struggled, the tighter the chain became. She began to plead for mercy. When this man raped her on the plane, he kept telling her that they would meet again soon, and if he really had that kind of power, he could bribe the police. I think I'm in big trouble tonight.
He watched his adorable prey, chained and trembling, and felt a surge of excitement. He began to tear off Shishi's uniform, leaving her standing there naked. She couldn't resist; the chains hurt her neck, and she could barely breathe. He quickly stripped off his own clothes, revealing his dark skin and thick body hair, making him look like a wild beast.
He forcefully spread Shishi's legs, wrapping them around his waist, and then thrust into her, ravaging her with abandon. Shishi cried out in pain, but he showed no mercy, intensifying his assault on her clitoris while sucking on her breasts. Shishi tried to scream no, but his stubble relentlessly rubbed against her chest.
Stimulated, her nipples hardened as his tongue relentlessly licked her breasts. His rough hands caressed her buttocks and thighs, his erect penis pounding against her vulva, arousing her intense excitement. In the fierce struggle, Shishi's nails dug deep into his back, but this only excited him more; he bit her shoulder hard.
She hated this brutal, lewd beast. She felt both shame and anger; this contradictory feeling, combined with the physical pain, inexplicably aroused pleasure within her. Unconsciously, she began to cooperate with his thrusts. The stimulation in her lower body grew stronger and stronger; her breathing became rapid. She was so excited that she could no longer hold back and screamed. Her reaction drove him wild.
He fell deeply in love with this Eastern woman, and he decided he would never let her leave Dubai again.
Chapter Four
: Humiliation Shishi woke up naked on a soft bed, finding herself in a luxurious room at the Burj Al Arab hotel in Dubai. The room was extravagantly luxurious; the walls, curtains, and lights shone with gold. The room was laid out like a palace. A mirror the size of the bed was embedded in the ceiling, and floor-to-ceiling mirrors flanked the bed, making it seem as if she were constantly surrounded by many versions of herself—it was incredibly eerie. Torture instruments and whips hung on the walls, and various sex toys were scattered on the floor.
She blushed as she recalled what had happened the night before. So domineering and brutal, yet she had willingly submitted. She felt so ashamed, so lewd. Scenes of sex from the previous night kept flashing through her mind, refusing to leave.
After getting out of bed, she found the room empty and decided to take this opportunity to escape. She rushed to the bathroom and hurriedly washed up. But her clothes were all torn, so she had to put on the silk bathrobe provided by the hotel for its guests.
Just then, she heard voices outside the bathroom door. She realized she was in trouble; they were back. Suddenly, she saw the guest phone in the bathroom, grabbed the receiver, and dialed the front desk downstairs. As soon as the call connected, she whispered for help in English. Before she could say more than a few words, she was discovered. A bodyguard came in, grabbed her hair, and dragged her out. Another bodyguard immediately unplugged the phone.
After being dragged to the bed in the room, Shishi's hands were immediately bound with strips of cloth to prevent her from causing further trouble.
The two bodyguards looked displeased; they had only gone downstairs for a smoke and returned to find this Asian woman trying to call for help. One of them immediately dialed a cell phone, seemingly reporting her unauthorized phone use to a Middle Eastern businessman.
At that moment, someone banged loudly on the door. Shishi thought it might be the front desk staff who had overheard her plea and sent someone to check. So she screamed at the top of her lungs. One bodyguard rushed over and tried to gag her, but it was too late. Hotel staff, along with two security guards, rushed in and took Shishi away without explanation.
After a series of frights, Shishi was relieved to have finally escaped. It was still early morning, and the hotel lobby wasn't crowded, but the incident still caused a small commotion. Some staff members gave her disapproving looks, staring at her body barely contained by her silk bathrobe, as if she were an unchaste harlot. She shivered, hugging her chest and shrinking behind the security guards. Eight police officers arrived at the scene within three minutes.
After being rescued, Shishi asked if she could call her parents in Hong Kong to let them know her flight had already departed and her colleagues assumed something had happened to her. But they shook their heads, refusing to let her make the call. The police first took her to a private medical examination room for a breathalyzer test, then took Shishi to a Dubai jail, changed her into prison clothes, and detained her.
She was utterly bewildered. She was clearly the victim, so why was she being detained? A police officer explained to her in English the government's charges against her: prostitution and public drinking, both violations of the laws of the United Arab Emirates, necessitating her detention. Shishi began to panic. These were all fabricated charges. Was there no law here? She requested to contact the local Chinese embassy and also asked to call her company and supervisor in Hong Kong, but both requests were refused. The police officer and a prison guard standing nearby explained her crimes and then left.
Shishi couldn't help but sob. If she had known this would happen, she would have preferred a simple job.
Being a flight attendant was glamorous, but she never imagined she would encounter such a thing, even ending up imprisoned in a dilapidated jail in Dubai. A prison guard brought her dinner: a sour bread and a glass of water. Shishi felt nauseous and had no appetite.
An hour later, the guard came to collect the dishes, tossing her a tattered, dirty towel and a small piece of fat, gesturing for her to follow several other female prisoners to the communal public bathhouse. All the male prisoners had already showered; now it was the turn of the only few female prisoners in the prison. Shishi wanted to talk to the other women, but they all hurried off to shower with their heads down, so she gave up. Perhaps the guards here didn't allow them to talk. She quickly found a corner, turned on the shower, and began to shower. Shishi was in turmoil; she worried about her parents at home and feared she might be imprisoned here forever.
Lost in thought, Shishi didn't notice that the other female prisoners had finished washing and left. Suddenly, the lights went out. She gasped, hurriedly grabbed a towel to dry herself, put on her prison uniform, and tried to find the exit in the dark. She didn't realize that seven or eight guards had silently entered the bathhouse, intending to thoroughly enjoy this Eastern woman.
The prisoners here are mostly serious offenders, and the several Middle Eastern female prisoners have long been thoroughly exhausted. When the police brought Shishi here today, their eyes lit up; they had planned this game long ago. How long has it been since they've seen such a beautiful woman with delicate skin and a lovely figure? If they don't take advantage of her tonight, what a waste it would be if she were released! While Shishi was groping around in the dark, she sensed something was wrong.
Some light footsteps approached, as if several people were entering the bathhouse. She could vaguely hear men's heavy breathing. She tried to run, but was surrounded. They roughly pushed her around like a ball. Shishi couldn't see how many people there were. They laughed and joked, taking turns kneading her breasts and buttocks.
She struggled with all her might, her fingernails scratching one of the guards' eyes, and she was immediately beaten several times with a stick. She fell down in pain, and immediately two more hands pulled down her pants. She screamed, her legs flailing, but to no avail. Her clothes were torn. She was terrified, on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Then someone grabbed her legs and dragged her naked out of the bathhouse. Her head and back slammed against the cold floor. She cried and begged for mercy, but she was no match for the seven or eight guards. They planned to drag Shishi to the interrogation room for gang rape. Suddenly, the warden's office door opened. With a shout, everyone scattered like birds, leaving only Shishi trembling and cowering on the floor.
The warden was somewhat helpless. These night shift guards were of poor quality, always causing trouble. If he hadn't left late today, there would likely have been another incident in the prison. He carried Shishi into his office and gave her one of his white shirts to wear. After putting on his shirt, Shishi, still shaken, continued to sob softly.
He felt a pang of pity. This delicate-looking, elegant Eastern woman, whom he'd heard was a flight attendant, was now accused of prostitution and drinking. He reached for the wardrobe to find a clean towel to dry her hair. But what he saw shocked him. Shishi sat on his desk, her shirt pulled up above her knees. Her teary eyes were a desperate attempt to elicit his sympathy.
To survive, Shishi was determined to sell her body. She couldn't bear to be sent back to that cell; who knew if the guards would sneak in at night and assault this Middle Eastern man before her—presumably a high-ranking one—perhaps this was her only chance. She noticed the warden staring intently at her lower body, so she slightly parted her legs. The warden blushed. He came from a good family, was married, but his wife was a traditional Middle Eastern woman who only allowed him in once every few months. He himself was always busy with prison management and had no time for other women.
He knew his duty: to immediately take the Eastern woman back to her cell. But then he saw the thick pubic hair peeking out from the depths of her snow-white thighs. His lower body instantly hardened. Shishi then unbuttoned her shirt, her breasts half-exposed. She slowly lay back on his desk, clearly inviting him. He could no longer suppress his long-dormant desire. He immediately knelt down, thrusting his tongue into her petals, sucking hard.
He vigorously rubbed her breasts with both hands, kissing her from her vulva down to her flat stomach, then her beautiful, tender breasts. Her nipples were erect; the feeling was so wonderful, so stimulating, that he could no longer control himself. He suckled her beautiful shoulders, one hand teasing her breasts, the other hastily unbuckling his belt, pulling down his zipper, and immediately thrusting into Shishi's vulva.
She gasped, and he quickened his pace, thrusting into her core. He whispered something in her ear; she didn't understand Arabic, but his deep, pleasurable moans inexplicably aroused her desire. He thrust relentlessly, stimulating her sensitive genitals, causing her body to spasm. Several orgasms brought too much excitement, and Shishi was almost unable to hold on. She
clung tightly to the man's neck, beginning to moan. Suddenly, he clamped her legs together, lifting them above her head, then gripped her shoulders and forcefully thrust into her honeypot. She couldn't help but scream. This powerful, suffocating, intense lovemaking gave Shishi an indescribable impulse and an unprecedented joy and pleasure. She couldn't help but arch her back, convulsing, reaching the peak of pleasure in an instant.
Chapter Five: Flattery
Imprisoned in Dubai for falsely accused of drinking and prostitution, she resorted to seducing the warden to survive. The two spent the entire night in the warden's office. The next morning, when Shishi woke up on the sofa, the warden was already busy at his desk, browsing the internet and making phone calls. Shishi saw her photo in the file in his hand, but didn't know who he was contacting. The warden pointed to a clean set of prison clothes that had just been brought to the table, indicating that she could go to the bathroom in his office to wash up and change.
Shishi gratefully did so. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw two guards waiting for her. The warden only smiled slightly at her, but his eyes revealed deep reluctance. As the two guards took Shishi away, she panicked, wondering if she was going to be locked up in that terrible cell. Before she could even ask, she was roughly dragged to the visiting room.
Unexpectedly, she saw the training director there. Shishi was so happy that she couldn't help but shed tears. She timidly called out, "Director, Director!" Before she could even say a word, she was slapped. "How much trouble will you cause the company to be satisfied? You disappeared without a trace after your last flight. The company couldn't cover it up and had to announce that you had a sudden illness and were recuperating in a Dubai hospital. I don't know how long I can keep lying. Fortunately, the flight arrived this morning, and the Dubai lawyer hurriedly notified me to come here for bail.
" The notice read: "Flight attendant Lin Shishi, alcoholism and prostitution, immediately deported and never allowed to re-enter the country. How did you get into this mess?" "Director, please let me explain. I think I was framed." "There are so many employees in the company. Why don't other flight attendants encounter this kind of thing? No wonder the HR director told me that your private life is immoral and that I should discipline you properly. Alright, stop talking nonsense. Put on this flight attendant uniform first. When you get back to Hong Kong, remember to tell everyone that I picked you up from the hospital." "You're here, understand?"
Shishi endured the pain in her cheek and the grievances in her heart, unable to offer any further explanation. She could only silently follow the training director out of the prison.
She was grateful to the warden, guessing he had helped her find a lawyer, but she had no chance to thank him, and they would likely never meet again in this life. Back in Hong Kong, the company immediately sidelined Shishi, preventing her from working on airplanes and relegating her to clerical work. Shishi felt dejected. She had been so glamorous before, but now her colleagues mostly mocked and ridiculed her; she was miserable. Her dear parents were kept in the dark, believing she had been transferred to clerical work due to overwork.
She refused to give up; how could she let her life be trampled on like this? She decided to find a way to get revenge. Shishi knew the CEO liked her. If she could find a way to get close to him and rekindle his desire for her, perhaps she could regain her position. However, her current clerical work meant she couldn't see the CEO at all. She could only wait bitterly for that... An opportunity. During breaks at work, she would diligently search for information about the CEO online. One webpage featured an interview the CEO gave to a magazine a few years ago, in which he mentioned starting from scratch in his youth and having a childhood sweetheart. He had endured countless hardships to achieve success, finally building his own company. Just as he was about to propose, she suddenly passed away from brain cancer, leaving him devastated and delaying marriage. Several years ago, while attending a meeting with a branch office in France, he met a local fashion model in Paris, and they married less than a year later. After marriage, they lived apart, each busy with their own careers.
Shishi found a photo of the CEO's ex-girlfriend on the webpage. The photo wasn't very clear, but the hairstyle and face resembled her own. The woman in the photo wore a white cheongsam and looked very gentle and elegant.
She thought to herself
, "I must make good use of this advantage."
Heaven rewards those who persevere; the opportunity she had been waiting for finally arrived. The announcement stated that the CEO's 50th birthday was at the beginning of next month. The company was booking the entire banquet hall of the Grand Hyatt Hotel for their birthday celebration. Shishi knew this was her only chance to see the CEO. She had ordered a white robe similar to the one in the photos beforehand. On the day of the banquet, she wore light makeup and dressed elegantly and simply, hoping to attract his attention.
The problem was, Shishi's assigned seat was very far from the CEO's main table, and she didn't want to speak to him in front of everyone. What should she do? The banquet program was very exciting; the company had invited famous artists to perform, but she had no interest in watching. It seemed she wouldn't be able to see the CEO. Before the program ended, Shishi walked out of the banquet hall alone to get some fresh air in the hotel's garden.
As she was worrying about her next move, a deep voice suddenly came from behind her: "Shishi, long time no see. You look so beautiful today." She turned around and found it was the CEO. She barely managed to suppress her excitement and said gently, "Happy birthday, Mr. CEO." The CEO thanked her for her blessing, his eyes fixed on her curvaceous figure beneath the robe.
She met his lustful eyes without fear, smiling alluringly, and said, "President, I haven't seen you since your maiden voyage to the Middle East. Have you been on vacation in France, or do you just not want to see me anymore?" He said with some surprise, "Last month, I asked the HR manager why you were transferred to the internal affairs department. He said you were busy preparing for your wedding with your boyfriend, so I thought it wouldn't be convenient to bother you anymore." She was a little angry after hearing this. That HR manager really went so far as to spread such rumors to make the president distance himself from her.
But the most important thing now is to regain the president's trust, so Shishi said, "I thought this was just a misunderstanding. I've been busy with some personal matters at home recently. I've never had a boyfriend before. Last time, on the plane..." At this point, Shishi's face involuntarily flushed, the blush spreading from her ears to her neck. She inadvertently noticed that the president's lower body seemed to be aroused, so she boldly continued, "Actually, I prepared a birthday present for you today." She slowly approached the president, took his hand and put it around her waist, guiding him to her buttocks, and then touched him. He felt a string of beads and knew it was a pearl panty. He remembered the crazy sex on the plane that day, and a lewd smile appeared on his lips. He looked around; there was no one in the garden. All the employees should still be in the banquet hall watching the performance. So he pulled Shishi behind a big tree, passionately kissed her small mouth, lifted the hem of her cheongsam with one hand, and began to play with the string of beads, teasing her petals, while his other hand skillfully kneaded her breasts.
Shishi was afraid the other employees would find out, but she didn't want to miss the opportunity, so she could only moan softly, "President, do you know how much I missed you last time... ah... no..." He heard her sexy moans and the lust in her eyes, and felt his whole body heat up. He whispered in her ear, "Do you know how wet you are? Do you want it or not?" Under his skillful teasing, Shishi had already surrendered. "I... I really missed you." He inserted his fingers deeper, and she began to moan louder. He could feel her sensitive body trembling. He ripped off her pearl panties, took out his hard penis, and thrust it deep inside, pounding her repeatedly. She enjoyed this sinful pleasure, and her writhing became more and more intense. This soul-stirring pleasure was unlike anything she had ever experienced. She vowed that from now on, she would sell her morals and use any means necessary to trample those who bullied her underfoot.
[The End]

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