Nightmare Gang Rape

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I propped myself up on the bed with one hand, turned on the chandelier, and looked around. Sure enough, she was gone. The stunningly beautiful woman, like a celestial being, was no longer in the basement. Her exquisite face still seemed to sway before my eyes. I raised my hands and slowly clasped them together, as if trying to grasp something. The perfect touch of Ruoxue's firm, full breasts and plump, pert buttocks lingered in my hands. The exquisite fragrance of her long, black-stockinged legs, glistening with love juice, sweat, saliva, and semen, still filled my nose and mouth.

My massive penis hardened once more, wanting to reclaim that tight, narrow, and secret space, wanting to savor that hot, slippery, tight, and three-dimensional full embrace again. I could still clearly remember the heavenly feeling when my glans pushed through the uneven folds of her vaginal walls, pressing against her cervix… Everything was so beautiful, like a dream, a dream I didn't want to wake up from. I stood there, stunned, letting my thoughts take me wherever they wanted. I don't know how much time passed before I came back to my senses. No, this wasn't a dream. The white stains on the sheets, mixed with specks of bright red, and the lingering scent of a man and woman having sex in the air, all reminded me that this had really happened.

Suddenly, I realized I wasn't tied up, I wasn't injured, and I wouldn't die. "Hahahaha!" I laughed stupidly, my expression blank. I had already resigned myself to everything; releasing Ruoxue would mean my death. If Ruoxue woke up, she could easily tie me up again. She could even pick up the fruit knife again, filled with boundless hatred, and stab me relentlessly in the heart, then stab me ten or more times! She could haphazardly slice my face, chop it into mincemeat, so that even the coroner couldn't identify me!

But Ruoxue did nothing. She just quietly left, taking only her personal belongings.

Why? Perhaps she was rational enough; she just wanted to call the police and let the law punish a monster like me. That was the only reasonable explanation.

I slowly slumped back down. Should I run away? I'm so tired. I've spent my whole life running away, running away countless times. This time, I don't want to run anymore. There's a feeling of profound understanding, a sense of dying without regrets. Let everything go. I deserved what I got.

As if nothing had ever happened, I calmly spent half a day cleaning the basement. I threw away the sheets, leaving no corner untouched, trying to erase every trace of Ruoxue. It was just a beautiful encounter for me, but a painful one for Ruoxue. It shouldn't have happened. I defiled my goddess, ruined her life.

I left the shower running for a long time, washing my body over and over again, wanting the endless regret to flow down the drain with the dirty water.

...

Two weeks have passed. I should have been broken into by fully armed police, pinned to the ground. I should have been standing in the dock, loudly proclaiming my guilt. I should have been crouching in a corner of my cell, enduring a long prison sentence.

But here I am, standing on the street, carrying a sack of random belongings.

The delivery company fired me, and then the landlord kicked me out of the basement. Incredibly, I was back to being homeless.

My doubts grew daily. What had happened? Ruoxue? She didn't seem to have called the police. So?

Could it be? I had a bad feeling. I had witnessed Ruoxue's strength firsthand, but a weak woman being bullied like this... what if she did something rash? I didn't dare think about it anymore; my heart clenched. Ruoxue, you mustn't do anything foolish!

After much hesitation, I couldn't bring myself to forget Ruoxue. A persistent thought lingered: I wanted to know what had happened to her.

On the fourth day of the third week, at 5:20:26 PM, I stood again under the tree where I had once spied on my goddess. Everything felt familiar, but my state of mind had changed from lewd and obscene to something indescribable. I anxiously stared at the Zhuangshi Building across the street, pacing back and forth, hoping that the automatic glass doors would open and reveal that slender figure that haunted my dreams.

More than twenty minutes had passed, and I was growing increasingly anxious. I even considered walking in and asking everyone I met where Ning Ruoxue was. It was getting dark, and the figures of the people emerging from the building across the street were becoming blurry.

Just as I was about to despair, "clack, clack!" The sound of high heels echoed in my mind. With elegant and confident steps, one step after another, there was no mistake! Those legs—long, fair, with the beautiful curves of their ankles and knees, that unique, perfect proportion, that perfectly straight and rounded shape—swayed with each step, captivating every man's soul. They belonged to Ruoxue; they could only belong to Ruoxue!

I was so excited I almost cried. My goddess was still so charming, her long, black hair styled in an updo, wearing a simple yet elegant gray dress that couldn't conceal her exquisite figure.

As Ruoxue stepped down the stairs, the Rolls-Royce in front of the building opened its back door, and a man of average build, wearing sunglasses and obviously expensive high-end clothing, stepped out. He blocked Ruoxue's path, talking to her with his back to me. He placed his hands on Ruoxue's shoulders, and I felt a sudden pang of discomfort, but quickly smiled bitterly. Was I just jealous?

Ruoxue nodded and then shook her head, politely removing his hands and turning to walk away. The man stood there, stunned, watching Ruoxue walk away with me. He seemed somewhat agitated. He took off his sunglasses and casually tossed them onto the street, then put his hands on his hips. In the dim light, I could see the man's face: thick eyebrows, a slightly flat and wide nose, and pursed lips. I vaguely recognized his face from television, but couldn't quite place him.

In any case, Ruoxue was alive and well, and a weight lifted from my heart. I turned and left. However, the question remained: why had she let me go and not pursued the matter further? Lying under the overpass, listening to the cars whizzing by in the dead of night, I didn't sleep a wink.

The next day, at the same time, I was in the same spot, and Ruoxue seemed to have arrived as expected.

Today she wore a slightly tight-fitting dark purple silk dress, which accentuated her fair skin and stunning figure. Her hair was still styled in a bun, revealing her swan-like neck. Her long, beautiful legs were encased in light gray sheer stockings, and her delicate feet wore small black flat shoes. Her steps were light, her eyebrows relaxed, and she wore a smile, seemingly in a good mood. She turned into the subway entrance as usual.

This time I didn't leave but quickly followed her; I wanted to find out what was going on.

The subway was packed. Ruoxue stood less than ten meters away from me, leaning to the side. She had to raise one slender arm, her delicate hand gripping the handrail for balance. This posture made her breasts appear even more prominent and firm, her tight, round bottom sticking out playfully behind her. Her two long, shapely legs, which I could never tire of looking at, rested casually on the ground, occasionally playfully tiptoeing, bending into a graceful arc.

I suddenly felt my blood rush to my head, almost losing control, and had to remind myself again not to have any improper thoughts. Since Ruoxue seemed to have recovered from her pain, I would definitely not disturb her peaceful life again.

After exiting the subway, there were few pedestrians. A little worried about being discovered, I carefully maintained a distance of about thirty meters from Ruoxue, pretending to be nonchalant. We're almost there, in that alley… I felt a little uneasy. It was here, in this deep and dimly lit alley, that I drugged Ruoxue, carried her into the car, and drove her into the abyss of hell. In that basement I didn't want to remember, I lost my virginity. Under my strong, powerful waist and abdomen, Ruoxue cried out softly again and again, her perfect body forced to endure wave after wave of impact, suffering days of both mental and physical torment… Sure enough, Ruoxue subconsciously turned her head away from the alley, her body involuntarily leaning to the other side. She carefully bypassed the alley and walked straight ahead. "Phew!" I breathed a sigh of relief for some reason. I continued to quietly follow behind. Ruoxue passed by an old man with gray hair who was practicing swordsmanship. The old man actually stared blankly as she gracefully floated past, stopping his movements. I couldn't help but find it a little ridiculous; this old man was indecent.

A moment later, a gray minivan caught up from the side lane. All the side windows were covered with dark black paper, making it impossible to see inside. It was moving very slowly, gliding forward. I felt a little nervous; after all, I was following someone, and I couldn't help but feel guilty. What was it going to do?

I slowed down further, trying to avoid it. Thankfully, the minivan slowly passed me and continued on its way. I breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed there was nothing amiss. I refocused my gaze on the slender, dark purple figure not far away, seemingly continuing to follow casually.

Suddenly! Something strange caught my eye out of the corner of my eye. There it was! The minivan that had just passed me was now driving right next to Ruoxue. With a whoosh, the door suddenly opened, and three burly men in dark clothes jumped out!

I only saw the three men pounce on Ruoxue, who hadn't even had time to react, grabbing her and pulling her around. In less than a second, they had subdued Ruoxue and forcibly dragged her into the car. Clearly, they were prepared!

"Damn it!" My heart nearly stopped. I never expected this to happen. I was stunned for a moment before I reacted, not having time to think.

"What are you doing! Fuck you, stop!" I roared as I charged forward.

To the burly men, the man rushing towards them was like a raging bull, his face red, pointing in their direction like a complete madman. In the blink of an eye, he was almost in their faces. One of them had already dragged Ruoxue into the car, and two others were standing outside.

"Kid, don't fucking meddle..."

"Smack!" Before one of the burly men could finish speaking, I was already on top of him, a vicious right hook slamming into his jawbone with a crisp cracking sound. He staggered and fell to the ground.

Turning around to deal with the other man next to him, he was already punched in the cheek. His reaction was incredibly fast! Suddenly, I felt dizzy and saw stars. I finally managed to make out who it was: a man with a buzz cut and a fierce look in his eyes.

Another punch landed on my stomach, and my legs went weak, causing me to kneel.

"You stupid idiot, are you crazy?"

he cursed, reaching to pull the other man down. It hurt terribly; my mouth was full of blood, and my teeth felt loose. I knew I was no match for him, but—if I didn't fight back, Ruoxue… Ruoxue… who knows where she'd be taken, what she'd suffer! Enduring the excruciating pain, I sprang to my feet and lunged at him. He thought I'd given up and didn't react, and the momentum from my tackle slammed him into the van!

"Bang!" This time, I used all my strength. Two tall men, each weighing over 100 pounds, crashed into each other with such force and impact! The van's body was dented. I was dizzy, my legs were weak, and I was about to faint. He was also badly hurt, clutching his back and gritting his teeth as he slowly crouched down.

"Heh heh, it's not over yet." I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth with my sleeve, glaring at him fiercely. What should I do next? How could I use the things around me to subdue him? My brain raced, searching for a way out.

"Thump." Before I could understand what was happening, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck, then my eyes rolled back and I lost consciousness... Behind me, the man who had just fallen to the ground stood quietly, painfully rubbing his chin. "This idiot's gone mad, acting like he's going to his death. What do we do with him?" The man I had bumped into by the car stood up, leaning on the door. "If we leave him here, he'll definitely call the police if he wakes up. Let's take him with us and ask what the higher-ups want to do. His back is almost broken; he'll get what's coming to him." The two men struggled to drag the man lying on the ground into the car. The door slammed shut, and the gray van sped away, disappearing into the dim horizon in no time... In a daze, I felt a bit jolted, my muscles ached all over, and my cheeks and abdomen were still throbbing. Where was I? Where was I going? I tried to figure out what was going on, but I felt extremely tired and in pain. I couldn't even open my eyelids and drifted back into a deep sleep.

"Ugh!"

I jolted awake, ignoring the pain all over my body, and struggled to sit up. The glaring incandescent light pierced my eyes, forcing me to squint and survey my surroundings. It was a simple, empty room with peeling white paint on the mottled walls. There were no windows, just a single spring bed, and the crew-cut man was sitting

on it. I shook violently and realized that my hands and legs were tightly bound and secured to a pipe in the corner of the room. Next to me, also bound hand and foot, was Ruoxue. Her black flat leather shoes were nowhere to be seen, and her long, slender feet in gray stockings were bare. Ruoxue and I had our mouths taped shut, so we couldn't say a word.

Her beautiful eyes blinked with tears as she looked around in terror. When she saw me awake and our eyes met, her expression was indescribably complex. She recognized me! A wave of embarrassment and guilt washed over me, and I couldn't bear to look directly at her stunning face. I lowered my head.

"Hey, yeah, it's all taken care of. Uh... there was a little mishap... there was a silly kid who saw it.

We had no choice but to arrest him too."

The crew-cut man tilted his head, holding the phone between his fingers, and looked at me with his usual menacing expression. "Yeah, I know, don't worry, Brother Baopi, I know what to do." "They, yeah, Heizi got a little hurt, they'll go take care of him first." The crew-cut man glanced at Ruoxue. "The woman's in great shape, so tender and juicy, hehe." His menacing gaze gradually turned wicked and lewd. "You... you said, oh! Is it okay? Right now? Yeah, I know, thanks, Brother Baopi." "Okay, okay, haha, I know, we'll take turns. It won't be a problem, haha, don't worry." The crew-cut man seemed impatient to hang up the phone, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

He walked towards Ruoxue, pulled out a folding knife, and cut the rope binding her to the pipe, completely ignoring me beside him, struggling desperately, my eyes bloodshot, panting heavily, wanting to kill him immediately.

Damn it, I really want to bite this bastard to death!

I know what he's going to do!

"Waaah! Waaah!" Ruoxue instantly burst into tears, shaking her head and looking around pitifully, finally fixing her gaze on me. Two crystal tears slid down her fair cheeks, looking so tragically beautiful and desperate. That look was so familiar… I struggled even more frantically, kicking and thrashing, wishing I could break my own arm to pull her away. Damn it, the rope is too damn thick!

I helplessly looked back at Ruoxue, immediately seeing her terrified yet resolute expression. Her struggling body stopped swaying, trembling slightly; she knew she had no way to escape.

No, I can't give up. I mustered my courage again, widening my eyes to meet Ruoxue's gaze. All I could do was pass that last bit of courage to Ruoxue! You must hold on! I witnessed your strength firsthand! I'll find a way!

Ruoxue's delicate, light body was easily lifted and hoisted onto the shoulder of the crew-cut man. Her two thin, gray-stockinged legs, bound together, writhed and twisted in vain, her little feet trying to squeeze out of the rope around her ankles but firmly stuck. The crew-cut man smiled contemptuously at me, then turned and walked away.

"Ugh...ugh..." My mouth was sealed shut, so I couldn't even curse him. You bastard, I'll fuck your mother!

What to do? "Huff...hiss...huff...hiss..." Breathing, breathing, stay calm, there will be a way. Observe carefully, think carefully!

My hands, bound to the water pipe, groped haphazardly, accidentally knocking off a few pieces of rust. This house has been in disrepair for years, is that possible? A thought struck me, and I began to feel along the pipes. At that moment, the crew-cut man roughly threw Ruoxue onto the spring mattress with a thud. Ruoxue seemed to be in pain, letting out a muffled breathing sound.

Found it! My right hand, behind my back, touched a patch of deeply rusted iron. If, if I could pry it open layer by layer, break through it, and then gradually widen this small gap to create a circular crack, at least I could move!

I began desperately digging and pulling at the rusty iron with my fingernails. The sharp iron felt like daggers piercing my sensitive fingertips and nail beds, the excruciating pain sending cold sweats through my body. I had to endure it! I tried to ignore the agonizing pain, staring at the beast before me!

The rusty iron was slowly loosening…

The crew-cut man pounced on her, his massive body pressing down on Ruoxue's bound and twisted body. Ruoxue arched her back, moaning softly, her silk-stockinged legs flailing about, but her upper body was pinned down. The crew-cut man, seeing such a stunning beauty beneath him, was already impatient. He fondled her full breasts with one hand, while the other haphazardly rubbed her silk-stockinged legs. He was soon panting heavily with pleasure.

"Haha, this little chick, I've never had anything so good! So soft and bouncy, truly a gem!" he said, thrusting his lower body against Ruoxue's firm, pert buttocks through her clothes. The goddess, feeling the man's erection, trembled with fear.

It hurt so much; blood was seeping from both hands, and the nail on my right index finger was almost falling off… I gritted my teeth and endured it… The crew-cut man's hands roamed over Ruoxue's hot, trembling body, savoring the beauty of this stunning woman. He glanced back at me, only to see me staring at him with eyes that seemed to want to devour him. He became even more smug, chuckling, and forcefully lifted her body, turning her around to face me!

The double blow of hatred and pain tormented me, and I was on the verge of losing my mind. I forced myself to calm down.

Seeing that I didn't seem to be going crazy, the crew-cut man reached under the goddess's purple silk dress, his disgusting hand disappearing beneath the hem. The goddess let out a soft moan, unable to bear the humiliation, and turned to look out the window, leaving only her beautiful profile visible. Her gray-stockinged legs instinctively clenched and rubbed together.

Although I couldn't see it, the thought of the crew-cut man's filthy hands ravaging and kneading my goddess's most private and sacred place filled me with intense pleasure! The goddess, firmly restrained, could only whine pitifully. I was nearly fainting with anger. "

Almost there!" I cheered myself on, turning my head away, unable to bear looking ahead.

The crew-cut man kneaded and scratched her several more times before finally getting his fill.

"This little chick's pussy is so tender, it feels hot and soft even before I've gone in, she's about to burst! Haha! I've caught a gem, those idiots haven't come back yet, I need to enjoy myself first!" He then pressed Ruoxue down onto the bed, her long, black hair flowing freely. The crew-cut man mounted her, one hand holding Ruoxue's head, the other unzipping his pants and pulling out his dark penis, pressing it against her buttocks. He rubbed and thrust it up and down through the silk fabric, making her moan with pleasure. After a few thrusts, he felt an unbearable surge of pleasure, and unable to control himself, his penis convulsed and he ejaculated!

It splattered onto Ruoxue's skirt and stockings…

You bastard! A premature ejaculator! I cursed inwardly. By now, I had almost dug through the pipe. My shockingly blood-red hands were numb. I simply shook the rope forcefully and tore off the last piece of sheet metal! I could move now!

However, with all four limbs bound, subduing him was a pipe dream. Seeing a large, thick piece of sheet metal scattered on the ground behind me, I quickly picked it up and began rubbing it against the rope to cut it. The rope fibers were being cut little by little—it worked! I remained impassive, maintaining my seemingly bound posture.

The man in front of me was lying on the bed, his thick legs clamped between his sides, with a woman's long, slender legs protruding from between them. These legs were wrapped in thin gray stockings and tightly pressed together, with thick hemp rope wrapped around her ankles. Her slender legs sometimes lifted, sometimes lowered, sometimes swayed from side to side, sometimes rubbed against each other, and her delicate feet wiggled wildly, her toes sometimes bending and sometimes straightening.

The man roughly slipped his hand under the silk skirt again, groped around for a moment, and then ripped it open.

"Rip!" A strip of milky-white lace was flung out, the last line of defense of the goddess's secret garden had been breached in an instant! "Waaaaah..." The goddess groaned in humiliation and despair. The man began to stroke his huge penis up

and down, trying to make it stand erect again, preparing for the next frenzied thrust. As for me, I had already cut the rope to free my hands, and it was too late to fix my feet. Luckily, the crew-cut man had his back to me! One step, two steps, three steps, my heart pounding, I carefully and clumsily moved forward, afraid of making a sound that would alert him.

The crew-cut man impatiently stroked it several times, and his uncooperative thing finally stood erect again.

"Baby, I'm coming!" He pressed Ruoxue's head deep into the mattress, his huge penis flicking, slowly groping towards the beautiful woman's peach blossom honey hole.

"Pfft!"

"Ah..." A deep, rough voice echoed from the dilapidated house.

...

It wasn't the pleasurable sensation of a huge rod penetrating a tender hole, but a sharp pain shooting through my neck! The man instantly stiffened.

Behind the crew-cut man, I saw myself gripping a piece of sheet metal tightly with both hands, stabbing it heavily into his neck, causing blood to gush out! The crew-cut man only hesitated for half a second before revealing a fierce and furious gaze, turning around and kicking me heavily to the ground. Damn it, the sheet metal wasn't sharp enough; this blow didn't kill him!

I pushed myself up with my hands, but my legs were bound, making me a fraction of a second slower. He had already pounced on me, instantly throwing me down and sitting on top of me again. A rain of fists pounded directly into my face and chest, blood blurring my vision. I struggled, desperately clamping my hands around the man's neck, tightening my grip with all my might.

The fists continued to ravage my body, my consciousness fading with each heavy blow. Give up... No!

A sudden, unwavering belief ignited within me: I cannot die, I must live, I must win! I must take Ruoxue away from this hellish place!

"Ugh!" I roared, concentrating all my energy into my arms. The man's fists were weakening! I seized the opportunity to flip over, pinning the crew-cut man beneath me, my entire weight pressing down on his arms! I'll strangle you! I'll strangle you! I'll strangle you! I'll strangle you! The crew-cut man struggled, striking my abdomen with both hands, a sharp pain shooting through me.

Finally, his movements grew weaker and weaker, his eyes rolled back, his tongue lolled out, his head turned purple, and gradually, he slumped down, ceasing all movement… "Huff… huff… huff…"

I trembled as I stood up. The whole world had turned blood red. Ruoxue, where was Ruoxue? I frantically wiped my bloodied face, finally able to see some light. Ruoxue was over there!

I stumbled and jumped over, not even glancing at the stiff man on the ground. I rushed to Ruoxue's side, ripped the tape off her mouth, and tried to wipe away her tears with trembling hands. The blood on my hands only made her beautiful face look even more disheveled. The goddess sat up, looking at me and sobbing without saying a word, letting me slowly grind the ropes off her hands and feet with the metal plate. Her stockings were already stained with my blood.

I looked her up and down carefully again. "It's okay, haha, great, you're okay!" I plopped down on the edge of the bed and let out a long sigh, grinning like a madman at her. I will never forget that moment. The dim incandescent light shone obliquely, and Ruoxue looked up and met my eyes. Her loose hair partially obscured her face, her swollen, charming eyes narrowed, and her small mouth slightly upturned. She gave me a smile that I will never forget. That smile held so many emotions: resentment, gratitude, fear, kindness, hesitation, and determination… I felt bathed in warm sunlight, even forgetting the pain in my body.

“Ah!” The goddess’s fleeting smile instantly twisted into terror. She frowned, her clear eyes widening as she stared at me. I immediately stopped smiling foolishly, only then feeling a piercing pain in my abdomen!

Following Ruoxue’s gaze downwards, I saw a folding knife completely embedded in my abdomen! Blood stained my clothes, and blood was still seeping from the wound . What… when? “Huff

…h ...

A trembling little hand reached out. "No! The wound is too deep. Pulling it out might cause even faster bleeding. We can't stay here any longer. His brother will be back soon. I'll take you away first!" I knew my time was running out, and I didn't expect to survive. I had only one thought in my mind: I had to make sure Ruoxue escaped safely!

Ruoxue decisively tore open her skirt, completely disregarding that her jade-like legs were now completely exposed, and her beautiful genitals were barely visible. She tightly wrapped the fabric around my waist in an attempt to reduce blood loss. I clutched my wound, searched the man's waist for the key, and dragged Ruoxue along as we ran.

Only then did we realize we were in the outskirts of the city, in the middle of nowhere, in an abandoned farmhouse surrounded by waist-high weeds. It was nighttime, and we were completely disoriented. I fumbled around, holding Ruoxue's soft, boneless hand.

My breathing became increasingly rapid, then slower and weaker. I felt as if my legs were made of lead, unable to move. I had been pulling Ruoxue along, but now it was her slender frame supporting my arm as we struggled forward, my heavy body pressing down on her. Ruoxue was already panting heavily after only a few steps, beads of sweat forming on her smooth forehead. My wounds are numb, my body feels heavy and cold… I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, sleep and everything will be over… What am I doing…

Where am I…

I really can't go on…

"Thump!" I collapsed onto the muddy ground, bloody foam at the mouth, my body convulsing.

"Hold on! You can do it! We're almost there! Wake up!" Ruoxue's voice grew fainter and fainter. She threw herself on top of me, cradling my head in her soft knees. Moonlight shone on her holy face, so sacred, so alluring, so beautiful. Her face was streaked with tears, filled with fear and grief. She was crying for me, and it felt so good. I forced one last smile and closed my eyes…

[The End]

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