Shi sisters

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(I)

In the 1970s, on the banks of the Seine, a Chinese portrait painter sat in a small square waiting for customers. He was in his sixties, his hair already gray, and his wrinkled face showed the vicissitudes and hardships he had experienced.

An elderly Chinese man of about the same age as the painter stood in front of him.

"Sir, would you like a portrait?" The painter looked up at him and saw that he was staring blankly at two portraits of young Chinese women placed beside him.

"Oh." The customer grunted, awakened from his reverie: "Did you paint these?" "Oh, yes." "Was it in France?"

"No, it was in Jiangxi, that was decades ago." "Jiangxi?!" The customer's eyes lit up: "Then, were the two models in the painting also locals?" "Sir?" The old painter became alert.

"They look so alike." The customer shook his head. "No, no, it can't be them." "Who are you talking about? You know them." "They look so much like two of my old friends. But..."

"Sir, there are many people in the world who look alike, I'm afraid..."

"Yes, yes, that's what I thought too. But they really do look so alike. May I ask, are these two models you hired?" The customer was clearly very unwilling to give up.

"It wasn't commissioned. I painted these two portraits under very special circumstances." "Oh, do you know their names?" "Oh, it's been so long, I've forgotten. I only remember they were sisters, the older one was quite famous locally, she was a leader of a local peasant militia, I think her name was..." "Shi Cuiping. Right? The younger sister's name was Shi Cuifeng." "You, how do you know their names? Are they really your acquaintances?" "Exactly." The guest grabbed the painter's hand: "Where are they now?" "May I ask, what is your relationship with them?" "Well... alright. To be honest, I had a sexual relationship with the younger sister." "You, you are the one..." The old painter stood up in astonishment.

"You know me?"

"What happened to them afterward, don't you know?"

"No. I haven't been back since I left them." "Please come with me." He packed up his easel and walked forward without looking back.

The guest didn't speak, just silently followed behind the painter. After walking through several streets, they entered a very old two-story building.

"This is my home, please come in," the painter said, ushering the guest into the house. It was a very small, low, dark, and dilapidated house, revealing the owner's living conditions.

"I have no children, my wife died a few years ago, and I live alone. It's too dirty and messy, isn't it? Please make do with a seat," the painter said. "

Oh," the guest replied casually, but did not sit down, as there was nowhere else to sit.

"You want to know about what happened to the Shi sisters, right?"

"Yes."

"Please come this way." The painter led the guest into another room, which was only about ten meters long, but was probably the neatest part of the entire house. Inside was a large easel, a painting stool, and stacks of picture frames covered with thin cloths.

The first thing the guest saw was a realistic oil painting over two meters tall hanging on the wall, titled "The Executed Sisters." The background was green weeds, and the foreground was the front half of an old-fashioned Chinese wooden cart. Two young girls lay side-by-side on the cart, only their upper bodies visible in the painting. Their bodies were naked, their white breasts erect, and the ropes binding their shoulders showed they were tightly bound. One of them faced away from the viewer, her deep eyes fixed on her—it was Shi Cuiping.

"This is the best painting I've ever done," the painter said. "Since then, I haven't been able to create a single good work.

" "Did you see them die with your own eyes?" the guest asked, clearly agitated, her voice trembling.

"Yes, they died tragically, but also admirably," the painter said. "After all these years, I don't know if you've ever regretted what you did back then." (II)

The guest's eyes welled up with tears as she fell into deep reverie.

Forty years ago, after five "encirclement and suppression" campaigns, President Chiang Kai-shek finally succeeded in driving the main force of the Red Army out of Jiangxi. To minimize the Communist Party's influence in Jiangxi, the Kuomintang army began to encircle and annihilate the remaining small Red Army units, Red Guards, and guerrillas.

Adhering to the principle of "better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free," the Kuomintang army carried out a brutal massacre in Jiangxi. The local militias were even more ruthless, their slogan being "Weeds must be burned, stones must be scalded," and even the families of Red Army soldiers and farmers who had previously been close to the Red Army became targets of slaughter.

Shi Cuiping's family was very poor; her parents only had two children, a sister and herself. Unable to afford to raise them, Cuiping was sent to a Taoist temple in the mountains from a young age to become an apprentice of the old Taoist nun, Master Jingguan, learning martial arts. When she was fifteen, both her parents died, and Master Jingguan also passed away, leaving Cuiping alone in the temple.

When the Communist Party launched an uprising in Jiangxi, Cuiping left her Taoist temple, returned to secular life, and went to the vicinity of Jinggang Mountain to participate in the uprising. She quickly organized a peasant self-defense army, appointing herself as its captain. She was brave and skilled in battle, and highly renowned in the area.

After the Red Army left, the self-defense army underwent several suppression campaigns, losing nine-tenths of its members and being forced to go into hiding. The local Kuomintang government harbored deep hatred for this heroine, whom they considered a heroine in the eyes of the impoverished southern neighbor, and was determined to eliminate her, offering a reward of several hundred yuan for her capture. However, Shi Cuiping was very resourceful, and the poor people all tried to protect her, so even after a year of searching, they hadn't seen a trace of her.

Recently, a young substitute teacher named He Yu arrived at the primary school in Changqiao Town. He was a tall, thin, seventeen or eighteen-year-old with a fair complexion and a youthful appearance. He was humble, polite, and quiet, and soon everyone in the town liked him.

Despite not being particularly handsome, He Yu possessed a captivating charm with women. Young women and married women alike flocked to speak with him, and even the eldest daughter of the town's wealthy tycoon, Master He, would frequently visit the elementary school. However, this teacher, Mr. He, was uninterested in any of the women, except for Shi Cuifeng, who blushed easily when speaking to others.

This was understandable; Shi Cuifeng was seventeen years old, born into a poor family, but was renowned as the most beautiful girl in town. After her parents died, she moved to Changqiao Town to live with her uncle, Zhang Laohan. Her uncle had no children, and his wife had also passed away, so he asked relatives and neighbors to adopt Cuifeng.

Initially, Zhang Laohan didn't dare to pursue He Yu; with all the women in town eyeing him, how could his poor family possibly have a chance? But after hearing rumors and observing firsthand, he realized the young man was genuinely interested in his adopted daughter, and he finally relented. He asked someone to approach He Yu to arrange a marriage, hoping to find a son-in-law to support his daughter in her old age. He Yu was also single and had come here to teach because he had nowhere else to stay. Since such a good opportunity presented itself, how could he refuse? So, the engagement was quickly arranged, and a wedding date was chosen.

Shi Cuifeng was a shy girl; once the wedding party was over, she didn't dare raise her head. When He Yu came to speak to her, she only lowered her head and hummed, not daring to utter a complete sentence.

He Yu, being a young man, was already aroused by Cuifeng's appearance. He pounced on her, embraced her, and kissed her. Cuifeng hummed shyly, gently shaking her head in refusal, but not resisting, which only made the groom more aroused. He clumsily unbuttoned her clothes, took off her bright red jacket, revealing her snow-white shoulders and a red bodice that accentuated her curves. Cuifeng cried out in embarrassment, covering her face with her hands and refusing to let go.

He Yu impatiently took off her shoes and socks, carried her to the kang (a heated brick bed), and laid her down. While gently untying her bodice, he lightly touched her neck with his lips, then kissed down to the space between her two pointed breasts. She breathed shyly, protesting with soft moans, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on her fair body.

He gently stroked her legs through her trousers, slowly sliding his hand down to her buttocks. She moaned louder, her body trembling slightly. He moved away from her thin buttocks, stroking her thighs again, then slipping his hand inside her legs, slowly sliding upwards.

"Ah, no," she pleaded softly, but the answer he received was the untying of her belt, the slow pull down of her bright red trousers.

He couldn't understand why Shi Cuifeng, a poor girl who toiled all day to make a living, wasn't as dark-skinned as other poor girls, but instead was even fairer than the rich man's daughter. Her beautiful face, apart from a faint blush on her cheeks, was pure white like jade, and her delicate body was even whiter and smoother, as if sculpted with fragrant powder.

He gently kissed down her abdomen from her breasts, past her navel, and into a tuft of black hair the size of a fist. She trembled slightly like a little mouse, her two jade-like legs stretched straight and tightly clamped together, refusing to let him open them. However, he was a man after all, and after all his sweet talk had no effect, he simply reached his hand between her legs.

"Ah, please, no!" she whimpered, finally having no choice but to obediently let him pry her legs open, his fingers probing into that place that made her tremble even more.

She discovered that he wasn't as listless as he seemed in public. He not only loved to talk, but he talked in a very cheesy and sweet way, making her feel as if resisting him was some terrible mistake.

So, she gave up all resistance, and when he lay on top of her chest, she stretched out her pink arms, which were tightly covering her face, and wrapped them around his neck. She was made weak all over by him, with no strength left to struggle, and her love juices flowed out, wetting a small area between her buttocks. She felt that hard thing she had never experienced before forcefully thrust into her body, tearing through her natural defenses, but she didn't feel much pain.

She was always a shy woman. Although he would make her feel like she was seriously ill every night, except for the first three days of their wedding night, she always insisted that he blow out the lights before letting him undress.

She was very happy, as if the whole town revolved around her, always greeting him with a shy smile. She truly won over the entire town of Changqiao; the women there were all jealous that she had taken their idol.

They had been married for over three months, and for the first time, Shi Cuifeng's period didn't come on time, much to the delight of the whole family.

One evening after the lights were lit, Cuifeng's cousin came to visit. Upon seeing He Yu, she blushed slightly and left after less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Time passed quickly, and two months later, Cuifeng began to experience morning sickness, her belly starting to show.

Her cousin came again, this time in the evening, bringing Cuifeng some baby clothes. This time, He Yu politely invited her cousin to stay, but she said it was too late and she had to go back, otherwise her mother-in-law would be unhappy. At He Yu's repeated persuasion, the cousin only drank one cup of tea before standing up. She hadn't taken three steps when she suddenly tripped and fell, becoming completely silent.

"Oh dear, cousin, cousin, what happened?" The whole family was startled and hurriedly lifted her onto the kang (heated brick bed). They tried to wake her, but nothing worked; even pinching her philtrum didn't help. The uncle and Cuifeng were frantic.

He Yu went over and felt her pulse, saying, "I don't think her pulse is anything serious, don't worry. You all stay home and take good care of her, keep her warm, I'll go get a doctor." "Young man, I remember now, this is a childhood ailment of hers, it's not serious. Go to Huangjiaba and get Huang's husband; only he can cure her." "Yes."

He Yu returned quickly, but instead of Doctor Huang, he brought back a Central Army officer.

"That's right, it's her, Shi Cuiping," said one of the officers leading the group.

"You! You..." Uncle and Shi Cuifeng pointed at He Yu in shock and anger, their lips trembling, unable to speak.

He Yu turned his head away, not daring to look at them.

"Take them all away!" the officer said.

The elderly uncle slapped his forehead in remorse: "Ping'er, Feng... It's all my fault! I was blind to bring this beast into our home, ruining you both! It's all your fault, you beast, I'll fight you to the death!" Suddenly, the uncle grabbed a firewood-chopping pole and swung it at He Yu, but the officer was quick and shot the old man to the ground.

"Uncle, Uncle!" Cuifeng cried out hoarsely as the soldiers bound her tightly.

"Wake her up." The officer pointed to Shi Cuiping on the kang (a heated brick bed), who had also been bound by several soldiers.

He Yu went over and placed a small glass bottle under her nose.

Upon waking, Shi Cuiping immediately understood everything. She glared angrily at He Yu: "You beast, you actually sold your own wife for a few hundred yuan!" He Yu's face was cold, but he couldn't hide his inner conflict.

Shi Cuiping smiled coldly: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go." After saying that, under the watchful eyes of dozens of soldiers, she strode out of the room.

(III)

"Then, I should call you Mr. He." the painter said.

"No, that's just my pseudonym. I don't even know my real name. I'm an orphan, and later I was adopted by my adoptive father. I took his surname, Pan, and was named Pan Yu'an. He provided me with food, clothing, and education, and I'm very grateful to him. Later, he sent me to receive special training, and that's when I learned that he was actually the chief instructor of the National Army's special training class. My adoptive father has two sons, a daughter, an adopted son, and three adopted daughters." "Once, my adoptive mother said to my adoptive father: 'Your adopted son is a monster. Women can't take their eyes off him. Even our four daughters are secretly jealous of each other in order to get close to him. You must...'" "Be careful of him." Little did the speaker know, my adoptive father took it to heart. When arranging my training, he specifically added a course on how to deal with women. Upon graduation, he gave me the code name "Zhong Kui." "Actually, it's the reverse of what I meant. It meant a handsome man like Pan An, who would use his special attraction to women to seduce them and achieve his goals. After I started out, I used my special qualities to seduce Japanese female spies, female celebrities, female secretaries of those who opposed Chiang Kai-shek and the enemies of the Kuomintang, and even their daughters and wives. The Shi sisters were my acquaintances in the training class..." "The practical test content, and it was precisely because of this success that I ultimately graduated with excellent grades." "No wonder. Back then, didn't you have any feelings for them at all?" "How could I? As the saying goes, even a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness. Shi Cuifeng was just a simple peasant woman, she didn't have any deep hatred for me, how could I bear to push her into the fire pit? But the first thing I learned in the training class was loyalty to the leader, the second thing was obedience, and nothing else." "When Shi Cuiping was taken away, I still felt that she was an enemy of the Party and the State, but when Cuifeng was also taken away, my heart..." "It's so contradictory. She was carrying my child. But back then, the training I received ultimately prevailed. Sigh, back then..." Pan Yu'an's eyes welled up with tears. "Shi Cuifeng wasn't the only innocent person I deceived. In my life, I've been married so many times I can't even remember, and these women who thought they were my wives all perished at my hands." At that time, I only knew loyalty to the leader and the cause, never thinking about right or wrong, until one day, I discovered that the wife I killed with my own hands was also an innocent victim... Sigh! I can't even say whether I'm a human or a ghost. Thinking about everything I've done in the past, I always feel a pang of guilt. They were all so young. I really wish it was all a dream. Most of these women died in front of me, only Shi Cuifeng, I don't know if she survived, I never thought... What crime did she commit? And that child..." He shook his head, unable to speak.

"Mr. Pan, it's been decades, let bygones be bygones." "Ah. Yes, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it. Oh, I forgot, I haven't asked your name yet." "What name do I have? My name is Wang Yubin, we share one character, so we're kind of destined." "Yes. Destined." Pan Zhuan wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye: "How did you meet the Shi sisters? Can you tell me about what happened to them?" "Well, that was decades ago. At that time, I had just graduated from the art department of a university in Paris and returned to Shanghai to seek development. In order to enrich my creation, I wanted to go to the mountainous areas of Jiangxi to collect inspiration. It just so happened that I had a cousin, Zheng Yue, who was the director of the police station in the prefecture, so I stayed at his house." "That day, he happened to come to my room and saw a female nude sketch I had drawn in school. He was very interested, so we started chatting. He asked me why I stopped drawing nudes after returning to China. I said that the feudal ethics in China were too strong, and no woman was willing to be a model. He said, 'It doesn't matter. I'm in charge of the prison here. In a few days, I'll find you a female prisoner sentenced to death to be your model. Anyway, she's going to die, so it doesn't matter if she's drawing.' At the time, I just casually agreed, thinking he was just saying it casually. Who knew that one

day when I came back from sketching, my cousin stopped me in the yard..." The painter took Pan Yu'an back to an evening decades ago. ********** ...

"Draw naked women."

"Really? Will they be willing?"

"They're about to die, what does it matter if they're willing or not. Get your things ready, starting tomorrow, you'll be drawing for half a month straight. This opportunity won't come often." "Okay." Yu Bin was very excited, but he didn't know what his cousin's models would look like. Since they were death row inmates, they must be ruthless murderers, probably with fierce appearances. But it didn't matter; whether they were pretty or not, they were still women, as long as he could draw them.

The next day, after breakfast, Yu Bin got into his cousin's car and went to the police station with him. His cousin took him to a small conference room upstairs and asked him what he needed. Yu Bin asked him to prepare some large pieces of red cloth. Soon, a policeman went out and bought them, then asked several other policemen to move the tables and chairs in the conference room to the wall, clearing the entire room for Yu Bin to draw.

After a while, the people arrived, and Yu Bin was quite surprised when he saw them. The woman who arrived was a young woman around twenty years old, fair-skinned, with an oval face, thick, arched eyebrows, long, phoenix-shaped eyes, a straight nose, and full lips. She wore a long braid that accentuated her beauty.

She was a head taller than most women, wearing a blue floral blouse and baggy black cotton trousers with black cloth shoes. Although her clothes were loose, the painter could immediately tell she had a captivating figure. Her hands and feet were bound by heavy shackles, and her clothes were covered in bloody tears, revealing her snow-white skin, showing that she had suffered inhuman beatings.

"Cousin, she…"

"You wouldn't believe it, would you? She's the infamous female bandit leader of the peasant self-defense army, Shi Cuiping." "She's Shi Cuiping?" Yu Bin couldn't reconcile this beautiful young woman with the female demon from the newspapers.

"Cousin, you mean you want me to paint her?"

"What? Not pretty enough?"

"No. Will she agree?"

"Nobody's planning to get her to agree."

"Then..."

"Never mind, I'll take care of everything."

Zheng Yue walked up to Shi Cuiping, who was being held down in a chair by two policemen: "How's it going, Captain Shi? The food's been good lately, hasn't it?" "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Use them all. You won't get me to surrender." "Of course, who are you, Captain Shi? How could I still dream about that?" "So what do you want to do?" (IV)

1.

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What are you up to now?" Shi Cuiping became alert.

"Nothing much. French women's portraits are all done with their bottoms exposed. My brother couldn't find any women with their bottoms exposed to use as models after he came back, so he asked me for a solution, and I thought of Captain Shi." "You bastard!" Shi Cuiping suddenly stood up from the chair, her phoenix eyes wide with anger. The two policemen quickly pressed her back down into the chair, afraid that she would stand up again.

"Don't be so hasty, Captain Shi. You know, prisoners like you are to be executed naked in the street as a warning. Since you're going to be stripped naked for people to see anyway, what's the big deal about having people draw on you?" "Pah! You bunch of beasts. Go draw your mother, draw your sister, they're no different from me." "I know that, but you're the prisoner, so I have to trouble you. Unless you surrender, otherwise..." "Don't even think about it!" "I never said I needed your consent." "

What do you want?"

"If we can't reach an agreement, I'll use force."

"You dare, I won't let you have your way." She struck a desperate pose.

"I knew you wouldn't agree so easily, so I prepared some medicine for you. Once you take it, you'll sleep for eight or nine hours straight, and then we can do whatever we want with you!" "You dare! You bunch of bastards, beasts!" Shi Cuiping cursed indignantly, desperately trying to break free and stand up, but the two policemen held her firmly in the chair. Then another policeman came over, grabbed her chin from behind, forced her head back, and pried her mouth open with a bamboo stick. Zheng Yue then poured a small teapot into her pried-open mouth.

She tried her best to spit out the medicine, but with her mouth open, she couldn't. With forced swallowing sounds in her throat, she was forced to drink the medicine.

They released her, and she tried to open her heavy eyelids, attempting to stand up, but halfway up, her eyes closed and she went limp.

"You lot, unlock her shackles, strip her naked, and serve her here." "Yes, sir!" The four policemen, as if they had won a big bet, excitedly pounced on her, and in no time at all, they stripped the heroine naked, lifted her onto the red cloth spread on the ground, and laid her out straight.

A woman's body was nothing new to a painter who had studied in the West, but this was the first time Yu Bin had ever seen a naked Eastern woman. People say French women are like water, but Yu Bin realized that compared to Eastern women, French women were merely a raging torrent.

Unlike the French women with blond hair, large breasts, slender waists, and big buttocks, Shi Cuiping's skin was as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade. Her two hemispherical breasts, neither too big nor too small, stood erect on her chest like jade bells, topped with two pink nipples. Her flat abdomen had a deep navel. Her waist was equally slender, and her mature hips and legs were not sharp and angular like those of the French women, but had very soft curves. Her two delicate jade feet and two straight long legs, along with a thick tuft of black pubic hair that partially concealed her feminine secrets, made her truly captivating.

The painter had long forgotten the unpleasantness caused by his cousin's dishonorable methods. He set up his canvas and devoted himself entirely to his work. With the help of four policemen, he posed Shi Cuiping in various reclining positions, quickly sketching her one after another. He even forgot to eat lunch and painted several oil paintings in the afternoon.

When Zheng Yue arrived at the conference room, he looked at the new painting pinned to the wall and exclaimed, "Not bad, excellent! As expected of a great painter who returned from abroad, his work is truly exceptional! However, this drug cannot be used continuously, otherwise her life will soon be over. Tomorrow we'll use her younger sister instead; she's a little beauty too." Zheng Yue instructed four policemen to dress Shi Cuiping, put the shackles back on, and then used the antidote to wake her up.

Upon waking, Shi Cuiping first opened her eyes groggily, looked around in confusion, and then suddenly realized what was happening. Although Yu Bin had taken precautions when posing her, ensuring that her genitals were always covered by her own hands or a red cloth, seeing the undisguised breasts and naked buttocks on the wall still made her face flush red. She angrily cursed and was dragged out of the conference room by the police.

The next day, Zheng Yue brought Wang Yubin to the police station's small conference room again, this time with Shi Cuiping's younger sister, Shi Cuifeng.

She had been drugged and brought in by car; a policeman carried her into the conference room. She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, with an oval face, a spitting image of her sister Shi Cuiping, even their heights were similar, except her long, flowing hair was tied in a small bun at the back of her head. She didn't appear to have been shackled or beaten; her clothes, though old, showed no signs of whipping. After

taking off her clothes, her skin was as fair and delicate as her sister's, her breasts smaller, two pointed cones, her hips slightly narrower than her sister's, her legs slightly thinner, and her pubic hair sparser, clearly revealing the deep cleft between her labia.

After finishing the drawing, Zheng Yue didn't wake Cuifeng with the fumigation, but instead ordered her to be dressed and sent back to prison.

After that, the two sisters were sent to Wang Yubin as models in this way, taking turns. Each time, the older sister was woken up in the studio and made to look at her own nude painting before being sent away, while the younger sister was sent away while still asleep.

Later, Wang Yubin learned that this was deliberately arranged by Zheng Yue, with the aim of humiliating Shi Cuiping as much as possible.

(V)

Wang Yubin couldn't remember how many times he had painted for Shi Cuiping. He only knew that at noon that day, after finishing a sketch, four policemen dragged him to lunch. Although he knew they were trying to curry favor with him because of his cousin, he couldn't resist their repeated invitations, so Wang Yubin went out with them and hurriedly ate lunch, then rushed back to continue painting.

As soon as he entered the small conference room, he felt something was wrong. Shi Cuiping was fast asleep, sprawled on the red cloth. A large red mark, faintly visible on her snow-white body, was from being squeezed. Between her wide-open legs, her tightly pressed labia were covered in milky-white fluid, and a trickle of bright red blood flowed from the lower part of the cleft between her labia, down her perineum and into the deep valley between her buttocks.

Although Yu Bin was alone, he immediately understood what had happened. Seeing Zheng Yue casually enter, he pointed at Cuiping's genitals and asked, "Cousin, what happened?" "Nothing much, I just came in for a while. I didn't expect my sister to be married, while this older sister is still a virgin," Zheng Yue said nonchalantly.

"You! You raped her!"

"Cousin, don't put it so harshly. For a good woman, this is rape, but for a bad woman, it's not rape. When have you ever seen someone who frequents brothels accused of rape?" "Is she a bad woman?" "Is she a good woman? How could a good woman lead a bunch of poor southerners in a rebellion? How could a good woman oppose Chairman Chiang Kai-shek?" "She is a criminal, yes, but she is not a prostitute."

"A woman who rebels is even worse than a prostitute."

"You're being so uncivilized." Yu Bin was furious.

"Hahaha, brother, calm down. You're such a bookworm. You pedantic scholars will never amount to anything. Let me tell you, she's a communist, not human, a demon. They talk about communal ownership of property and wives—how are they any better than prostitutes? Tell me!" Although Wang Yubin strongly disagreed, he couldn't find the right words to retort. It was like a scholar encountering a soldier—reason was useless. Besides, he himself felt that communism wasn't a good thing. Since they wanted to share wives, what did it matter if they frequented brothels?

"Alright, brother, that's the end of it. Let me tell you, in Jiangxi, when female communists are caught, they're stripped naked and beheaded as a warning. That's the order from above; anything less wouldn't serve as a deterrent. You're young, you don't understand. These two women will be tied up and beheaded in the street sooner or later, and if they haven't had sex with a man by the time they're beheaded, people will laugh at them." Based on what he'd heard, and seemingly true elsewhere, Wang Yubin said nothing more.

"Brother, I need your help."

"What?"

"I have a cousin who's a great painter like you, but his house is empty. That's not very fitting." "Cousin, if you want a painting, just pick one you like." "I want this one." Zheng Yue looked at all of Wang Yubin's paintings, but wasn't satisfied with any of them, so he pointed to Shi Cuiping on the ground.

"What?"

"This one, this pose, from this angle, with color, and detailed, down to every single hair." Yu Bin immediately understood, his face flushing red. Even as a man, he felt embarrassed by that kind of painting. "Aren't these paintings very detailed? Don't you like them?" "But none of them show that part. I'm a man, that's what I look for. Brother, even if I'm begging you, don't be shy. I've already had my fun, can't I just look at the painting?" Yu Bin wanted to refuse, but he couldn't explain why, and finally agreed.

Wang Yu Bin spent the entire afternoon finishing the painting Zheng Yue wanted. This was the first time he had ever depicted a woman's genitals so meticulously. While painting, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He sent the four policemen away and finished the painting alone, sweating profusely.

When Shi Cuiping woke up, she immediately noticed the changes in her body, especially when she saw the painting Zheng Yue was lecherously holding. Anger rose again on her face, but this time she didn't explode. Her beautiful eyes reddened, and she gave a cold laugh, tears welling in her eyes. Then she stood up and slowly walked away.

The following day, Zheng Yue raped Shi Cuifeng again. Because Yu Bin guessed what he wanted to do, he refused to leave at noon. This time, Zheng Yue simply resorted to shamelessness: "How about it, cousin? You've got your eye on this little wench? Well, I'll let you have her first, how about that?" Wang Yu Bin had no choice but to turn around and leave with the four policemen, letting him do as he pleased. That afternoon, naturally, another obscene oil painting fell into Zheng Yue's hands.

Fortunately, in the following days, Zheng Yue didn't rape the two sisters again, nor did he demand any new paintings from Yu Bin.

(VI)

"Brother, I received orders from above today to execute the Shi sisters tomorrow. Come with me to see it." "What's so interesting about killing people?" Yu Bin hadn't expected that these two young lives would really end like this.

"Anyway, the order to execute them is mine. Their corpses can be painted, right? I'll give you another day. After tomorrow, we'll drag them out into the street for public display. Such beautiful female death row inmates are a rare find; you'll hardly have such an opportunity again." "Okay." Yu Bin agreed. Actually, he also felt that such opportunities were rare, and witnessing the execution process firsthand would be a significant life experience that might benefit his future creative work.

This time, Zheng Yue took Yu Bin to the prison. In the northeast corner of the prison, there was a large open space overgrown with knee-high weeds. In the middle of the open space stood a small, isolated building—the gallows. Zheng Yue and the others arrived at the gallows, where several guards were already waiting. Two white banners lay on the grass by the roadside. The banners were made of bamboo poles three feet long, and the banners were made of white cloth about two feet wide and three feet long. The words "Bandit Leader Shi Cuiping" and "Bandit Colluder Shi Cuifeng" were written in large characters on them.

Zheng Yue ordered, "Bring the prisoners."

A moment later, Shi Cuiping, wearing shackles, was escorted out of the gallows by four guards. Her younger sister, Shi Cuifeng, was not in shackles and nestled closely beside her sister. She probably already knew where she was, but her face was very calm, as if nothing would happen.

"Captain Shi," Zheng Yue said, "I think you know why we're here today. Before you die, is there anything you want to say?" "Death is death, what's there to be afraid of? But my sister is an honest, simple peasant woman, she has nothing to do with my case, please release her." "That won't do. According to Chiang Kai-shek's instructions, it's better to kill a thousand innocent people than let one guilty person go free. She's your sister, that means she's a bandit's relative, her life and death are in your hands. If you live, she lives; if you die, she dies." "Bah! To lay a hand on a teenage girl, do you have any humanity left?" "Enough nonsense, I'm giving you one last chance. Surrender, and you and your sister will live together. Don't surrender, and you both die. The decision is yours!" "Sister, it's all my fault, I've ruined you." Cui Feng cried.

"Feng'er, don't cry, it's my fault for dragging you down. Will you regret dying with me?" "No!" Cui Feng cried, tears streaming down her face, but without hesitation.

"Good sister, it's alright, it'll be over soon." She raised her head and looked at Zheng Yue: "How will we die?" "Normally, according to custom, we would strip you naked, tie you up, and parade you through the streets and alleys of the city before beheading you at the docks. However, considering how beautiful your bodies are, my family's great painter wants to paint you after you die, so we've spared you from the parade and are even letting you die sooner to avoid the agony of waiting. After we finish painting today, we'll drag your naked bodies out for public display tomorrow. What do you think?" "Ah! Sister!" Shi Cuifeng clearly didn't know that she had already been seen naked. The thought of being stripped naked and thrown into the street for everyone to see filled her with terror as she clung to her sister.

"Feng'er, don't be afraid, nothing is more serious than death! Let's see what other tricks they have up their sleeves!" "Of course they do," Zheng Yue said. "The painter wants to paint a complete, uninjured body, so it takes some effort. I think you understand?" "Ah!" Cui Feng cried out in fear again.

"Feng'er, don't be afraid, it's nothing. If it hurts, just shout it out loud. Shouting it out will make you feel better. Life and death are just that, nothing more than the time it takes to drink a bowl of tea. We poor people have been beaten and scolded since we were young. What pain can't we endure? Just bear it and it will pass. Don't bring shame to us poor people." "Yes, sister, I'll listen to you. I'm not afraid." A resolute expression appeared on Cui Feng's face.

"Chief, which one should we kill first?" the guard asked.

"Kill this little one first, so that our Captain Shi can see with his own eyes how she is going to die," Zheng Yue said.

Several guards surrounded her. Cuifeng wiped her tears with her sleeve and said to her sister, "Sister, don't worry, I won't embarrass you." Then she was dragged aside and stripped naked in a few quick movements. The moment her belt was pulled off, she looked at her sister with a wronged expression and shed tears of humiliation once again.

Naked, Cuifeng was dragged to the middle of the bushes and forced to lie face up. Four guards held her down in a V-shape, while one guard squatted above her head, holding her chin with one hand and covering her mouth tightly with the other. She stared wide-eyed at everything around her, bewildered... Yubin didn't understand what they wanted to do until the sixth guard walked over, holding a bamboo tube thicker than a thumb and a foot long in one hand and an iron poker for igniting fire in the other, and squatted between her legs. He placed the lanyard on the ground, parted her labia with his left hand, and inserted the bamboo tube into her vagina with his right, pushing it all the way in. Then he picked up the lanyard, inserted it into the hole in the bamboo tube, aimed, and thrust it in forcefully, all the way to the hilt.

Yu Bin only heard a shrill scream from her nose, and Cui Feng's body convulsed violently.

The guard thrust the lanyard in several more times before Cui Feng suddenly stopped struggling.

"How about it, Captain Shi, it's your turn."

"Come on, who's afraid of this!" Shi Cui Ping raised her head, her eyes filled with humiliation, anger, and defiance.

A guard went over to unlock her handcuffs, but Zheng Yue stopped him: "Be careful, she knows martial arts. Make her sit down." Shi Cui Ping sat on the ground, and two guards grabbed her arms tightly on either side. As soon as her handcuffs were unlocked, they immediately twisted her hands behind her back.

The guard unlocking the handcuffs ripped open her blue floral-patterned blouse, tearing it off along with her red bib, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts. He then pulled the clothes down from her shoulders, and another guard immediately helped pull the clothes off her wrists from behind, quickly binding her hands behind her back with rope.

She struggled to lift her head, looking at Zheng Yue, despite being held captive by the two guards: "Look how scared you are!" A proud smile appeared on her face. "

Untie her pants and drag her over. Once she's held down, you can unlock the shackles," Zheng Yue ordered.

The guard responsible for unlocking the handcuffs then ripped open the girl's belt. At that time, rural people wore trousers with a wide crotch; as soon as the belt loosened, the trousers immediately slipped down from her waist, revealing her rounded waist, deep groin, and a thick patch of dark pubic hair.

The two guards lifted her buttocks off the ground and quickly walked towards the already dead Shi Cuifeng. She was forced backward, her shackled feet taking two quick steps before finally being unable to keep up with the guards' pace. Her feet dragged on the ground, her shoes were snagged off, and her trousers slid down to her calves, exposing her fair, jade-like buttocks and beautiful legs, as well as her dark, downy triangle area.

(VII)

Shi Cuiping lay on her back next to her sister, her shoulders pressed firmly to the ground by two guards, their other hands pressing down on her breasts. Her face flushed red as she looked up at the sky, her chest heaving rapidly with shame.

Two guards went up to her, squatting on either side of her, each holding one of her thighs tightly with both arms and lifting her up. The guard with the handcuffs helped to unlock her shackles, and then pulled her white socks and trousers off her slender feet.

The guard holding her legs spread them wide, almost forming a horizontal straight line, and each straddled one of her knees, pressing her pelvis tightly with his thumb and forefinger against her pubic bone. It was an extremely lewd position, one that would shame even a prostitute.

Her labia were pulled apart by the skin of her thighs, and the guard further separated her labia minora with his hands, revealing the pink flesh inside.

The fifth guard went over to grab her head and cover her mouth, but she struggled and cried out, "No need, I won't cry out in pain!" The guard looked at Zheng Yue, who gestured for him to leave, but added to the other guard in charge of the execution, "Don't be in such a hurry to stab Captain Shi in the heart, let our heroine suffer a little longer." "Hmph!" Shi Cuiping sneered mockingly, forcefully lifting her head from the ground, watching the guard in charge of the execution squat down between her legs with a bamboo tube and a lanyard.

When the bamboo tube filled Shi Cuiping's body with the greatest humiliation a woman could endure, her head lay back down on the grass, her tightly closed lips trembling slightly, her eyes closing and opening forcefully. Zheng Yue hoped to see her cry in humiliation, but she only reddened her eyes and finally didn't let the tears fall.

"I witnessed the agonizing pain of Shi Cuifeng's execution, and it deeply traumatized me. So when I saw the guard insert that iron rod into the bamboo tube in Shi Cuifeng's genitals, I involuntarily turned my head away, unable to bear watching," Wang Yubin continued his recollection.

"I didn't hear Shi Cuifeng's death screams, so I thought the execution hadn't started yet. When I looked back, I saw the guard repeatedly stabbing Shi Cuiping with a syringe, blood gushing from her mouth, but she persisted, refusing to scream in pain. My heart pounded with fear, and I quickly turned away." "After a while, my cousin said somewhat discouragedly, 'That's enough, let her die.' Then the guard said, 'It's done.'" "I looked back and saw that the syringe had stopped stabbing, and Shi Cuiping's whole body was trembling violently. Her mouth was wide open, as if she was suffocating, and she was gasping for breath." I took a few deep breaths, then suddenly stopped, everything stopped. "Reporting to the Chief, it's over," the guard said. "Good, painter, it's your turn," my cousin said to me. "At that point, I was so scared my whole body went limp. I told my cousin, 'My hands are shaking so badly I can't paint at all.' 'Sigh, he's a scholar after all. It's just a pity to waste such good models… models… ah, models. If I had known it would be like this, I would have just dragged them outside and executed them in public. Alright, let's drag them to the docks and display them to the public,' my cousin said. "I watched as two guards led in a two-wheeled cart pulled by people…" They stopped at the edge of the grass. They picked up the two girls' limp,

naked bodies, placed them side by side on the cart, and then told the driver to take them away. With each bump of the cart, the two girls' naked bodies swayed. Because their hands were tied behind their backs and their waists were raised, their bellies arched upwards like two arched bridges, their breasts standing erect, swaying with the cart's movement. "As it passed by me, I saw Shi Cuiping's face was facing me, her eyes wide open, staring intently at me, making my heart pound wildly." "That afternoon, after returning from prison, I inexplicably walked to the riverbank dock." The dock was packed with people, and even passing ships had stopped to watch the spectacle. "On the crossbeam of the huge wooden archway used as a dock marker, the Shi sisters were suspended high above their necks by ropes. To allow those below to look up and see their genitals, their feet were tied to the ends of the bamboo poles of the white flag, forming two enormous 'human' shapes." "The wind was strong by the river, making the white cloth flutter wildly, and causing the two beautiful naked female corpses to slowly rotate in the air, swaying like lanterns in the wind. Alas, it was so tragic!" "Where were they buried later?" Pan Yu'an asked.

"Bury them? Who would dare to collect their bodies? I heard they were hung there for seven days, then their necks were broken, and they fell from there. Only then did they stop, but the government wouldn't allow burial, so they threw them into the river nearby." "What about the child?" "How could the child be saved? My cousin said that as soon as she went to prison, Shi Cuifeng cried for days and nights, and she cried until she lost the child." Wang Yubin continued, "Shortly after that, I left my cousin and returned to Shanghai. But at that time, China wasn't a place for literati, so I went to America, and after the war, I returned to Paris. The deaths of those two girls left an indelible mark on me, especially Shi Cuiping's eyes when the cart carrying their bodies passed by me. They are still imprinted in my mind. Later, I created many paintings based on my memory about the sisters before and after their execution. Look, these are all of them." Wang Yubin opened an old leather suitcase, inside which was a large stack of canvases and many sheets of sketch paper.

Pan Yu'an took the paintings and saw that the sketch paper was filled with quick sketches, while the canvases were filled with oil paintings. The sketches and some small oil paintings were nude paintings of the Shi sisters, likely drawn by Wang Yubin in Zheng Yue's small conference room. The other seven or eight larger paintings were not depicted; aside from one of a corpse lying in the grass and another of a public display at the dock, the rest depicted the execution of the Shi sisters. The innocence of Shi Cuifeng and the strength and fearlessness of Shi Cuiping in the paintings evoked not only astonishment at her beauty but also deep sympathy for her plight.

Pan Yu'an felt tears streaming down her face. He wiped his eyes with his handkerchief, then earnestly asked,

"Can you sell these paintings to me?"

"Alas, I've never shown these paintings to anyone, nor have I ever intended to sell them to anyone. Otherwise, I might have become famous long ago. Since you are an old friend of the Shi sisters, I'll give them all to you." "How could I possibly accept this?" "Perhaps it was destined. Although they are dead, it's rare that decades later, people still remember them and shed tears for them. That is the greatest value of these paintings. Take them." "Alright, then I'll accept with my humble request, but I feel unworthy of such gifts." Tears welled up in the old man's eyes again, and the painter struggled to persuade him to stop.

"Thank you for these paintings. They are more precious than my life. Thank you!" "You're welcome." "I'd like to invite you to my place. I'd like to hire you as my private painter, to listen to my stories about the women I've encountered, and to paint them all in oil. Would you be willing?" "Oh, of course, I'd be more than happy to do that for you." "

Then, I'll send someone to pick you up tomorrow." The old man walked unsteadily out of the house, looking much older than when he arrived.

The painter watched his guest leave, sighing inwardly, "Alas! Although it was the Shi sisters who died, he was the truly pitiful one!

" [The End]

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