Rape memory

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She wore a pale yellow dress, the hem ending ten centimeters above her knees, perfectly showcasing her smooth, slender legs. Her

thick, jet-black hair was styled in a bun, leaving no trace of her fair, delicate face. The focused look in her eyes indicated that she was diligently doing something—cooking for her beloved husband, me… My wife was the most beautiful woman in our workplace, naturally attracting many suitors. I was one of the men pursuing her. Actually, I wasn't particularly talented, my looks were average, and my language skills were poor. But for some reason, my wife chose me. Her answer was: "A feeling."

I immediately exclaimed, "What era are we living in?

In an age where materialistic women are everywhere, a woman as beautiful, outstanding, and talented as her has such a traditional attitude towards love—a mere feeling?" I couldn't quite believe it. However, my disbelief was quickly overwhelmed by her beauty. Believe it or not, I fell in love with her, and she loved me too.

We felt we were a good match after dating for just over a year, so we got married. The wedding was simple and low-key, attended only by relatives and close friends.

On the wedding day, my wife seemed particularly excited, pulling me along to drink glass after glass of strong, pungent liquor with our family and friends.

That day was the most important day of my life, and also the day I drank the most. I don't even know how I got back to our new home and onto our wedding bed.

A grown man, full of energy, facing a beautiful and sexy woman, having dated her for a year, during which we only ever held hands and hugged as lovers, hadn't even dared to try kissing. I was afraid she would reject me, be disgusted by me, and leave me. Yes, that's really what I thought, because I loved her so much. She was like a goddess in my heart, pure and flawless; to me, she transcended life and death.

Ultimately, the year-long wait was worthwhile, because we got married, and now we're in our bridal chamber, enjoying the precious moments of our wedding night. But alas, I was completely drunk.

Unexpectedly, my wife suddenly pinched my buttock hard beside me. The force was so strong that I felt like I could be pulled back to life even if I were dead. I instantly regained consciousness as if struck by lightning. Under the numbing effect of alcohol, the pain, which had effectively woken me, vanished without a trace.

I opened my eyes and saw my wife sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at me angrily. She said, "San San (my wife's nickname for me), what time is it? Are you still thinking about sleeping?" Of course, I understood what she meant. Alcohol is always a catalyst for good libido. I got up, pulled my wife into my arms, and began to grope her.

To my surprise, my wife protested, saying, "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you." I said, "My dear boss, can't you save your words for later?" My wife said with a hint of sadness, "No, this is a secret I keep to myself. If I don't tell you, I'm afraid I won't know how to live with you in the future." I was filled with nervous suspicion. Could it be that she can't have sex? Or is she not a woman (I immediately dismissed this)? Or is she not a virgin (I don't really care about that, what era are we living in)?

Seeing my blank expression, my wife continued, "San San, I know you love me very much, and I love you very much too, so I don't want to hide this from you, I don't want to lie to you." I said, "My dear wife, you are the person I love most, most, most, and even if you lie to me, I won't blame you.

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My wife said, "Don't rush to answer, let me finish before you make a decision. If you decide not to want me anymore, I won't blame you, because it's my own fault." I got up and hugged my wife, leaning against the headboard: "Go on, Minmin, I'm listening." My wife's name is Mo Min. When she was little, she was called Mo Xiaomin, but she dropped the "Xiao" after she grew up.

My wife sighed and said softly, "San San, I'm not as good as you think. I'm not a virgin anymore." Although I was somewhat prepared, I still felt a jolt in my heart and said, "I love you for who you are, not for your hymen." Minmin seemed not to hear me, nor did she turn to look at my expression. Her expression didn't change much as she continued, "I'm not a virgin because I was raped." A surge of electricity coursed through my mind, the current quickly flowing into my heart and becoming an electric sword that pierced the very center of my heart.

At that moment, she fell silent, and I fell silent too. Tears streamed down her face, and my heart bled.

My thoughts were in turmoil. I am a man; I can accept that my woman isn't a virgin, because that's her past. But how can I accept that she has been raped? I cannot tolerate that my woman has had a dirty and defiled experience.

Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable hatred for the woman before me, and for the nameless, vanished bastard who had harmed her.

At that moment, Minmin said to me in a tearful voice, "You can't accept it, can you? Then give up on me, let's get a divorce, I won't blame you. You can find someone better." She then tried to leave my embrace.

Although I am mediocre and ordinary, I fear nothing except a woman's tears, and now the woman I deeply love is crying. When she cries, she reveals a different kind of alluring beauty, breathtakingly beautiful.

Her beauty, once again, slowly melts away the stagnation in my heart. I know I truly love her.

She wasn't raped willingly; she was a victim too. What did she do wrong? The fault lies with me. If I can't accept someone's past, how can I protect their future? Therefore, I must remain calm, I must let go, I must accept everything about her. Even if she faces greater setbacks, I shouldn't blame her or give her up. After all, she is now my wife, the partner I will spend my life with.

Although I still harbor some resentment, I rationally understand that this is a man's instinctive resistance stemming from his inability to fully possess the woman he loves—it's all due to a man's innate possessiveness.

I pulled Minmin back into my arms and wiped away her tears with the tissues I had prepared on the pillow.

I said, "Minmin, I was a little angry just now. After all, this kind of thing is very sad for us men." Minmin said, "So what about now? What's your decision...?"

I said, "Darling, let bygones be bygones, let what's coming come, okay? I love you." I gently kissed her forehead.

Minmin was a little surprised and asked me in disbelief, "San San, you really don't mind that?" I said, "Of course I don't mind. It wasn't your fault, and the person who hurt you will be punished." Minmin's eyes lit up, and her mood brightened. She kissed me on the lips. Her lips were soft and smooth, and it felt wonderful.

This was the first time we had ever kissed, and it lasted a long time. I don't know when we broke up, I only know that I was the one who broke up with her because I suddenly felt a strong curiosity and excitement about her being raped.

Minmin seemed still savoring the passionate kiss from earlier. I said, "Minmin, now that it's out there, it's not really a secret anymore. Can you tell me how it happened?" Minmin said somewhat unhappily, "This is a scar in my heart. Are you sure you want to reopen it?" I hesitated for a moment, but still decided to know the truth. I said, "I want to know." Minmin said, "Okay, since you want to know more, I can't hide it from you, but I hope you won't be angry." I said, "I won't be angry. Just treat it as a story."

Minmin said, "Only a very few people know about this. I haven't even told my parents." I asked, "Why didn't you tell your parents then? Why didn't you ask them to call the police for you?" Minmin said, "It's a very shameful thing where we're from. Why would I even think of telling them? Besides, even if I had called the police, it wouldn't have mattered because that person's family is very rich and has connections in the government." I couldn't help but feel a surge of disgust. It's another case of a rich kid causing trouble. How hateful.

I said, "So, you know that person?"

Minmin said, "Asking me like that will only confuse me. Let me explain." I said, "Okay, I'll shut up. Go ahead and I'll listen." Minmin sighed again and said, "It's all my fault for being so naive back then." "That year, it was summer, and I was studying at a top high school in our area. To be honest, maybe I was just smart, but I basically didn't study except when I was in class. I would only cram for exams at the last minute, but I always managed to be in the top 100 in my grade. This gave me confidence that I could do well in my studies, and this confidence turned into arrogance, which also gave me more time to play. I was very playful back then." Minmin was clearly very proud when she talked about her school days.

I said, "Okay, continue."

Minmin said, "Because I'm playful, I became very close to a girl in my class who also loves to have fun. We often skipped evening self-study to go shopping and eat shaved ice at ice cream shops to kill time." "Later, she started dating a delinquent from outside school. At the time, I considered her one of my best friends. To prevent her from getting hurt, and because I thought it would be fun, I would go with them on their dates. They didn't object, thinking that having another person would make it less boring." "I hung out with them for about two weeks, then her delinquent boyfriend's best friend came back from Beijing, so the four of us hung out together. We usually went to arcades, ate barbecue, and..." "I learned to drink by playing cards, but I resolutely refused to smoke because I couldn't stand the smell of cigarettes." I said, "No wonder, I don't smoke." Minmin smiled happily at me and continued, "After a while, that hoodlum's brother took a liking to me and confessed his feelings, wanting to date me. Of course, I didn't like him, so I rejected him and told him, 'Let's just be friends, okay?' He said it was the first time he had ever actively pursued a girl, and also the first time he had been actively rejected." "At the time, it was just like that, nothing much was said, it was over and done with." "Later, we continued as before, going out together to find things to do whenever we had free time, until..." "One time, my friend's brother invited us to his house for his birthday party." "His house was huge and lavishly decorated. His parents weren't home; it was just the four of us." "That night, after eating cake, we sang karaoke and drank heavily at his house. I was really naive back then, thinking that since the four of us were all close friends, nothing would happen, and we'd take care of each other if we got drunk, so I didn't hold back and drank heartily." "We drank until after 2 a.m., then my best friend and her boyfriend went to sleep in a room, leaving just me and my friend's brother." "He kept staring at me with a lewd look. I was disgusted by his gaze and said, 'What are you looking at? Can't you see me?'" "Is he more beautiful than any other woman?" he said. "No woman in the world can compare to you, Mo Min. I really like you. Will you be my girlfriend?" I said, "Didn't I already tell you? It's impossible for us." He said, "Then I'll make the impossible possible." As he spoke, he seemed like a different person. He came over, pushed me down on the sofa, and started molesting me. I calmed myself down and said to Minmin, "How did he molest you? Can you describe it in detail?" Minmin said, "You need to know that too? Are you a pervert?" I said, "No, it's because you said you wanted to tell me your real experiences. This is essential." Minmin rolled her eyes at me, a look that was so captivating that I almost couldn't resist having sex with her.

Minmin continued, "He was very agitated and savage. He pressed his whole body against me, groping my breasts with one hand and trying to stop me from resisting with the other. He was stabbing my face with his foul mouth. I was terrified and burst into tears." "He ignored my tears and became even more agitated, repeatedly saying, 'Baby, you're mine, you're mine.'" I asked, "So you really couldn't push him away?"

Minmin said, "Do you think I didn't want to? He's 1.78 meters tall, broad-shouldered and strong. It was like pushing a heavy rock." At that moment, I felt as if I were witnessing my wife being raped.

I don't know why, but watching my wife being violated and struggling against someone else, I actually felt a thrill and excitement. What's wrong with me?

Minmin said, "He groped and kissed me for a while, and when he saw how hard I struggled, he got angry and suddenly slapped me several times. He has broken palms on both hands, and the slaps were very hard, which hurt me a lot. I don't know if I was stunned by the slaps or afraid of being hit by him again. I didn't fight back and could only lie on the sofa and cry helplessly." At this point, the wife's expression suddenly became sad and sorrowful, and she did not continue speaking.

I said, "Honey, there's no need to be sad now. I'm here with you. Just tell me your story, and I'll help you heal your wounds." Minmin wiped away her tears and continued, "When he saw that I wasn't resisting, he probably thought I was at his mercy, so he started lifting my skirt and burying his head inside. He was rubbing my breasts with his hands and licking my lower body with his tongue. I felt really disgusted, but I didn't dare to move, and I didn't have the strength to move. I could only let him do whatever he wanted." I asked, "Did you feel anything special when he was licking and touching you?" Minmin said, "I didn't feel anything at that time. I just felt scared and terrified, not knowing what was going to happen." "He licked my lower body for a long time, then took off my underwear and continued licking my genitals. I don't know why, but I felt a strange kind of pleasure at the time." I said in surprise, "Pleasure? How can you feel pleasure when you're being raped?" Minmin said, "I don't know either, he said. He licked me and it felt good, and my genitals started to gradually become wet. I tried my best to control myself from getting wet, but he licked me so excitedly that no matter how hard I tried to hold back, I couldn't stop the liquid from slowly wetting my vagina." "After a while, he took off his pants, revealing a long, thick, black thing, and then he forcibly pulled my hand to touch that thing." "How long was that thing?" I asked.

Minmin said, "Your questions are so strange. How could I measure it? Although I didn't really know what it was, I instinctively felt something was wrong and immediately pressed my legs together to prevent him from succeeding. He didn't try to pry my legs apart, but instead rubbed his thing against my genitals, making me feel itchy and tingly inside." I asked, "Did you ever think about running away?"

Minmin said, "I was quite drunk at the time and didn't have the energy to think about much else. My only belief was that I couldn't let him succeed, so I held firm to my defenses." "He was rubbing his thing against my genitals while kissing me." His mouth and tongue were about to lick around inside me, but I clenched my teeth tightly to prevent his tongue from entering. "He probably got bored of kissing my mouth like that, so he switched to kissing my nipples. The moment his lips touched my nipples, I felt an electric shock, a suffocating yet incredibly pleasurable sensation." "But I still lay there crying. I was in pain and sorrow, but my body was uncontrollably producing strange feelings." "He seemed to sense that I was aroused, and he started roughly kneading my breasts with his flesh. When my breasts were squeezed so tightly and my nipples were particularly protruding, he put them in his mouth and licked them with his tongue, making me feel so strange." I said, "And then?"

Minmin said, "Then, he lifted his head from between my breasts, smiled, and said to me, 'Min'er, I can't hold back anymore, let me in.' I panicked, feeling I couldn't let him violate me, and hurriedly tried to kick him away with my legs. But because of this, my legs parted a little, and he quickly inserted his thigh into the gap that had just appeared between my legs. Then, with the help of his hands, he spread my legs apart, and his thigh pressed tightly against my lower body. I thought it was impossible to close my legs again. Then he positioned me on my side on the sofa, and from behind, he pressed his chest tightly against my back. He lifted my left leg with his left hand, and his right leg, the one that first entered between my legs, pressed my right leg onto the sofa. Then he let his left leg enter between my left legs as well. His right hand went around my back to the front and grabbed my right breast. I was controlled and couldn't move. I also knew what he was going to do down there, because the tip of his thick thing was already pressing against the entrance of my vagina." "I know that if I struggled or twisted even slightly, I might accidentally pull his thick thing into my vagina." I said, "Wife, good job! You managed to assess the situation well even in this situation." Minmin smiled at me and said, "That's not all. Actually, I was somewhat conscious at the time and tried many methods to prevent him from entering smoothly." I said, "Oh? Then I want to hear how you stopped him." Minmin said, "He controlled me in that position, and I was really desperate, but I had a sudden inspiration. I used my last bit of strength to try to close my legs together and put pressure on him. After all, in that position, he was supporting his body by lifting my leg with one hand and touching my breast with the other, which was very strenuous. So while I was trying to squeeze my legs together, I also pressed down on his right hand. Sure enough, under this pressure, his thick thing could only circle around my vagina and just couldn't go in." I joked, "Wife, keep going, you won!" "The benefits will be yours." My wife looked at me resentfully and said, "It's a pity, he's not stupid. He couldn't get in this way, so he changed it. In a fit of anger, he hoisted my legs onto his shoulders to relieve the pressure of his left hand, and pulled his right hand back to press down on my right shoulder. This only made my legs spread wider, and it hurt so much down there. I groaned softly in pain, but he didn't care about my pain. He used his free left hand to hold his thing and push it into my vagina. Now I couldn't do it anymore. Before, it was basically impossible for his thick, long thing to go in without any help or direction control, but now he was using his left hand to control the force and direction.

I couldn't help but sigh, "Sigh... continue..."

Minmin said, "My last line of defense is to keep my vagina tightly closed. I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see him enter my body. I felt disgusted and repulsed by him." "At this time, my vagina was already very wet. I didn't want him to penetrate me, but my body..." "Yet she willingly accepted his thing, which is quite contradictory and strange." I asked anxiously, "Did he actually go in?" Minmin said, "He's awful. He first put the head of his thick thing into my vagina, but with the cooperation of me and my hymen, it got stuck there. He moved his body back and forth slowly, trying to use this to push his thing in deeper, but no matter how he wriggled and turned inside, he couldn't go in any further." I said, "Hehe, you awful brat, you've seen how powerful my wife is, huh!" Minmin said, "But then, he suddenly called out the name of my best friend to the side. I was suddenly distracted and looked in the direction he called, but she wasn't there. Just then, he exerted all his strength, and his thick, black rod was completely inserted into my vagina. I screamed 'Ahhh!' in pain, and then cried even louder than before.

He completely ignored my pain and used his thing to pump my hymen inside me."

"

I said sadly and frustratedly, 'Sigh, this should have been mine, how awful!' Minmin said, 'You promised you wouldn't be angry, San San.' I said, 'Wife, I'm not angry, I'm just sad.' Minmin immediately gave me a kiss and said, 'Good girl, don't be sad. From now on, he's yours, and only yours.' I said, 'Okay, I know. So, wife, did you enjoy it when he was inside you?' Minmin said, 'Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?' I said, 'Of course, the truth.'

Minmin said a little shyly, 'I actually quite...'" "It hurt, but maybe because I drank too much, my body reacted particularly strongly. I really resisted his penetration, but my body really needed his thing to rub against me inside. My vagina was so itchy at the time." I said, "It's not your fault, you really had no choice at the time." Minmin nodded and said, "To be honest, his thing was really thick and big. It hurt a lot when he penetrated me, but it also gave me a lot of pleasure." I asked, "How did he penetrate you? Did he do anything else?" Minmin said, "Yes, he was already inside, and his right hand was free to touch me." Her breasts, her fingers scraping my nipples, her left hand constantly stroking a spot outside my vagina, making me really unwilling yet not wanting to stop. I asked, "Did you orgasm?"

Minmin said, "Not the first time."

I asked, "What? Was there a second time? My God."

Minmin said, "He was very excited and nervous the first time, so he ejaculated after only a short time inside me." I asked, "Inside or outside?" Minmin said, "When I felt him thrusting faster and harder inside me, and his penis getting thicker, I felt..." "Wow, I tried to push him away, but he held me down so tightly I couldn't." I said, "So he ejaculated inside you?"

Minmin said, "I didn't want to, but I really had no choice." I said, "What did it feel like when he ejaculated inside you?" Minmin said, "It felt like he ejaculated with so much force, all the way inside me. A stream of hot liquid sprayed into my itchy little hole, it felt so good." Hearing this, I almost vomited blood, but I had to hold it in because I promised my wife I couldn't get angry or hold a grudge.

I said, "And then?"

Minmin said, "Then he took his penis, which he had just ejaculated, and put it in my mouth, wanting me to lick it. Of course I refused. He then rubbed it all over my body, and soon it got hard again, he wanted more."

"

I said, 'Again?'

Minmin said, 'The second time, he lifted me onto the table. The table was cold and uncomfortable, but he didn't care. He lifted my legs, thrust his thing inside me again, and started messing with me. This time it lasted a long time. He took me off the table, then carried me to the bathroom, and then carried me to the kitchen. He fucked me until I was exhausted. Finally, he carried me back to the room and fucked me for almost an hour before he came. I was so tired and exhausted then.' I said, 'How did it feel when he fucked you after that?'

Minmin said, 'Actually, besides the first time, I only had two or three orgasms after that. Then I didn't feel anything. I just wanted him to get tired of fucking me so he could rest and let me go.' I held back my emotions and said, 'What about the next day? How did you leave?' Minmin said, 'When I woke up the next day, he was still holding me tightly, his hands on my breasts. He was sleeping soundly. I gently pushed him away and quickly went out to get dressed. Originally, I...'" "I wanted to ask how my sister was doing, but I really didn't want to stay there for another second, so I went out alone and took a taxi home." I continued to press, "And then what happened? Did he never come looking for you again?" Minmin gritted her teeth and said, "He did come looking for me a few more times, apologizing and saying he hoped I would be his girlfriend. After that incident, I was traumatized and hated him so much that I didn't want to talk to him anymore, so I rejected him in various ways every time. Later, I heard he went back to Beijing, and we haven't had any contact since." I said, "Wife, I know your deepest secret, so I will protect it for you for the rest of my life." Minmin said, "Husband, I told you all this because I hope someone who loves me and understands me will take care of me and walk with me for the rest of my life." I said, "Okay, wife, let's take the first step of walking together for the rest of our lives now." Minmin said, "The first step? What?" I flipped over and pushed Minmin onto the bed, starting rough movements: "Of course, it's making love to you, you pig." [The End]

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