Inside the men's restroom, she screamed with even greater excitement and intensity than usual.

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At two in the morning, Zheng Zhongxiong returned to his cozy little home. The cold air still lingered on his cheeks and arms, and fatigue filled his body, yet a faint smile remained on his face.

Today happened to be the day his group of friends were getting together, and to spend more time with them, he finished his work twice as fast as usual and left early.

"Xuehui, I'm home," Zhongxiong called out as he opened the door. However, there was not a sound coming from the dimly lit house; instead, there was an eerie feeling.

Zhongxiong looked puzzled, closed the door behind him, and went inside. When he entered the living room, he was immediately startled by what he saw.

In front of the television, A-Jian was biting his nails, silently watching the anime girl on the screen, muttering repeatedly, "So cute! So cute!"

At the dining table, there were two people. One was a composed adult man named Zhijie, who was pushing up his black-rimmed glasses, taking a drag of his cigarette, and staring intently at the laptop screen. Then his hands flew across the keyboard, transforming his thoughts into words and typing them into the computer.

Beside him, a disheveled woman lay drunk on the dining table, her face flushed and reeking of alcohol, clutching an empty wine bottle. Zhongxiong couldn't help but think to himself, "Not a single drop of my prized wine is left."

Meanwhile, on the living room sofa, four people occupied different spots: Xuehui, Xiaolin, Cuiyu, and Panjie, each holding five playing cards, motionless, as if time had stood still for them.

Suddenly, the tranquil atmosphere shattered. Xuehui, as if possessed, screamed hysterically, "Ah! I've blown my card! You bunch of bastards, you ganged up on me!" She then slammed the playing cards onto the table, her lips pursed, and huddled on the sofa, sulking.

"I told you before, don't go this far, but you wouldn't listen. Look how handsome I am, and how ugly you are, I know you're doomed just by looking at you." Kobayashi tossed the last wisp of hair on his forehead, saying with what he thought was a dashing air.

"A bet's a bet, no cheating. This time I'm making sure you wear this maid outfit." Pan Jie wore a cherry blossom-colored jumpsuit, the buttons on the back almost bursting open. A simple white apron, a headdress with lace trim. On her feet were a pair of ill-fitting white ankle socks and patent leather flat black buckle shoes.

Under normal circumstances, this maid outfit would probably be popular with many handsome men. Unfortunately, the person wearing this outfit was a middle-aged man with stubble, hairy feet, and a sweaty smell. His little finger was picking at his nostrils, creating a strange contrast between the two.

"Hehe. Pan Jie, that outfit of yours is such a waste on Xue Hui. Didn't you see her flat chest, barrel-shaped waist, and radish-like thighs? What a waste!" Cui Yu said with a smug laugh. As she spoke, she occasionally swayed her 36D breasts, flaunted her 23.5-inch waist, and her long, fair legs.

"You dead cow, who told you to talk? If you don't talk, no one will think you're mute," Xue Hui retorted angrily when she saw Cui Yu constantly posing for her.

Hearing Xuehui's response, Cuiyu just chuckled, a sly look on her face, and said, "Don't forget, I got a share too. I'm returning the 'eel' from last time to you this time, get ready to enjoy it."

The four's inexplicable conversation left Zhongxiong somewhat bewildered, and he couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Seeing Zhongxiong return, Xuehui, as if grasping at a lifeline, quickly pleaded, "Zhongxiong, please save me! They're ganging up on me!"

"No," Zhongxiong refused without hesitation. Because whenever Xuehui begged him like this, it meant she had gotten into some serious trouble.

"Everyone, please enjoy her slowly. I'm going to take a nap!"

"Zhongxiong, you heartless bastard! If you don't help me, you can forget about sleeping with me from today onwards. I promise, I'll kick you off the bed!" Seeing her only lifeline about to slip away, Xuehui couldn't help but threaten him.

"It's okay. When I want to, I'll just tie you up with a rope. As long as I tie you up tightly, you'll definitely beg me to conquer you in a wanton way," Zhongxiong said with a shrug, his face beaming.

"You! You!"

At this moment, someone made a move. He took a drag of his cigarette, slowly exhaling the white smoke, and said, "Zhongxiong, why don't you stay and keep Xuehui company? Look at her pitiful appearance, doesn't it make your heart ache?" These words moved Xuehui deeply. Among her friends, Zhijie was indeed the one who cared for her the most. She couldn't help but say gratefully, "Zhijie, you're the best person."

"No! No! No!" Zhijie shook his index finger from side to side, and then said, "I haven't accepted 'nice guy' cards for a long time. The reason I want Zhongxiong to stay is to have him carry out the punishment game. What do you all think?" As soon as

Zhijie finished speaking, it immediately elicited a response from everyone, who all applauded in support. Zhijie raised his hand to calm the crowd's excitement and then asked, "So, tonight's winners, what kind of punishment do you want?"

Cuiyu spoke first, saying, "I still can't forget the punishment from last time. That Xuehui actually stuffed more than a dozen live eels into my vagina. The feeling of those eels wriggling around inside me was disgusting, and I had to worry about them getting into my uterus. This time, I'll make you experience that too!" She rubbed her hands together constantly, as if she had been waiting for this opportunity for revenge for a long time.

"My punishment is just for her to change into the maid outfit I prepared. Just thinking about Xuehui in that outfit makes my lower body involuntarily excited." Pan Jie was lost in his own imagination, swallowing his saliva from time to time, his crotch bulging as if Xuehui had already changed into a maid outfit and appeared in front of him.

Pan Jie's idea displeased Cuiyu, who couldn't help but complain, "Pan Jie, you're too soft-hearted! Why not suggest whipping or wax dripping? That would be more sensual and exciting!"

"No, no, that would ruin my maid outfit. You don't know, it took me three nights and a lot of effort to sew this outfit. I'm not stupid enough to ruin it," Pan Jie said firmly, regaining his composure.

"Oh! That's easy. I'm so handsome, just leave it to me." Xiao Lin first fiddled with his bangs, then took out a strange object from his briefcase: several thin, skin-colored pads and a remote control. He then said smugly, "This is our company's research department's new product, 'Sexual Happiness 123,' developed over five years. It's stuck to the top of the head and uses high-magnetic-wave resonance to promote hair growth. Look at this remote control; there are five markings to adjust the power of the magnetic waves. Hehe!" After saying that, he fiddled with his bangs again, letting out an evil, lewd laugh.

As everyone discussed their wicked plot, Xuehui slowly moved towards the wall, intending to escape while everyone's attention was off her. Just as she reached the edge of the corridor, a silent person quietly extended her demonic hand—no, her demonic foot—and placed it where Xuehui had moved.

"Ah!" A scream rang out.

Then, a hand lifted Xuehui, who was lying on her back, and said gently, "Running away is wrong. Accept your punishment obediently." Her appearance showed no trace of her earlier drunken embarrassment. Instead, she looked like a demon with angelic wings, wagging her triangular black tail.

"Sister, I know you're the best, you'll definitely help me, right? I don't want to be stuffed with eels!" Seeing that she couldn't escape, she hurriedly put on a pitiful look, hoping to salvage the situation.

"Okay!" Unexpectedly, the doctor agreed immediately, causing Cuiyu to blurt out, "I absolutely disagree."

"Sister Cuiyu, don't get so angry. I just have a better idea." As soon as she finished speaking, Xuehui regretted it and struggled. However, the frail Xuehui was no match for the doctor, a second-degree black belt in karate. She gently comforted her, saying, "I've wanted to play with your little chrysanthemum for a long time, injecting my carefully prepared enema solution inside. Then, I'll apply some aphrodisiac ointment to your vagina. When you climax, the sight of your lower body shooting out...it makes me fantasize endlessly!"

"Doctor, what you said is so good. If we add some outdoor exposure, I believe it will be even better." Zhijie's idea at this moment almost drove Xuehui to the brink of collapse.

Cuiyu clapped her hands happily, praising, "This is so exciting!"

Pan Jie, however, voiced his dissatisfaction, saying, "I object. It will get my clothes dirty." " Do

n't worry. As long as you're careful, I guarantee your clothes won't get dirty." Zhijie smiled wickedly.

"No!" Xuehui screamed loudly.

A lace headdress, a white apron, a cherry blossom-colored dress, and white socks paired with black leather shoes—a maid outfit every handsome man dreams of—appeared vividly at Fisherman's Wharf. The owner of this outfit, a petite woman named Xuehui, attracted considerable attention.

"Look. Everyone around here is staring at you," a voice suddenly whispered in Xuehui's ear. The voice came from a tiny black microphone embedded in Xuehui's ear, specially installed for issuing commands.

"How embarrassing!" Xuehui murmured. At that moment, she wanted to bury herself in a hole. Aside from her maid outfit, there was nothing underneath. Thin, skin-colored padding clung to her sensitive areas, but it couldn't conceal her two small, erect nipples. The pinkish cleavage, completely exposed, was perfectly visible. What shamed her most was the IV drip attached to her waist, the thin tube guiding red liquid into her light brown anus.

"Starting," Zhongxiong pressed the switch, moving the shuttle to position "four."

Xuehui's body jolted, followed by a tingling electric current that coursed through her. The first sensation was the liquid slowly flowing into her rectum. Burning, stimulating, and uncomfortable.

As the liquid flowed faster, the burning sensation intensified, and pain signals began to circulate in her brain. Numb, teasing sensations spread through her sensitive areas.

Thirty seconds! One minute! Two and a half minutes! As time passed, the sensations intensified. The burning and pain in her anus, along with the urge to defecate, filled her mind. The numbness began to transform into lustful pleasure, her body temperature gradually rose, and her skin flushed crimson. The large amount of aphrodisiac cream previously applied to her vagina slowly took effect, the fire of desire slowly corroding her.

Two conflicting sensations, one physical and one psychological, swirled within her. Her pearly white teeth clenched tightly, trying to stifle any sound, yet saliva still spilled from the corners of her mouth. Her two small, pink nipples, defiantly hardening and erecting, were clearly visible even from the outside of her dress. A glistening, clear fluid seeped from her pink slit, shimmering with a seductive sheen. Xuehui curled her body, her legs clamping tightly together, her left hand pressed against her private parts, her only support the pull ring gripped tightly in her right hand.

"What's wrong with that girl?"

"Is she uncomfortable?"

"She looks a bit strange."

"Look at her left hand on 'that' place, could it be...!"

The surrounding tourists whispered amongst themselves, some feigning nonchalance as they made subtle movements. The surrounding gazes gave Xuehui a strange, voyeuristic excitement; her love juices flowed wildly, gushing from her tightly closed slit, soaking her entire thigh, some even dripping onto the floor.

Boys at this age, in the throes of puberty, couldn't help but feel aroused by such a scene. Some swallowed hard, others strained their eyes to take in everything, and still others secretly rubbed their erections.

Nearby, some people, though displeased, still stared in the same direction, silently enjoying this live sex show.

"Ouch!" Xuehui cried out softly, her face flushed and exuding a rich fragrance. An climax was about to erupt! Instantly, her vagina contracted strongly, "plop, plop," spurting out waves of fluid that splashed onto the carriage floor. Then Xuehui went limp, kneeling on the ground, convulsing, enjoying the moment of orgasm.

"Hey! What are you doing? This is a public place!" a guard in uniform shouted. They ran from the other carriage.

A-Jian and Zhongxiong, with perfect coordination, each grabbed Xuehui's arms and fled the scene.

"Cleaning in progress. Do not enter." This sign stood outside the men's restroom at Fisherman's Wharf. Inside, however, three figures appeared.

"Phew! Whew! That was close." Zhongxiong panted heavily, looking at the lovely woman leaning against him, and said teasingly, "Xuehui, your performance just now was really amazing. You almost made me ejaculate."

Xuehui didn't reply, but instead rolled her eyes at him, saying unhappily, "Does watching your girlfriend climax in front of others make you feel good?"

"Hehe. You're just being hypocritical. You obviously wanted it yourself, didn't you?" Zhongxiong chuckled.

"No way!" Just as Xuehui was about to retort, Zhongxiong picked up the remote control in his hand and waved it in front of her, saying, "I turned the remote off a long time ago, didn't you even notice?"

Zhongxiong's words instantly silenced Xuehui, who was about to curse. She knew Zhongxiong wasn't lying to her, because the props on her body weren't working at all. Thinking of this, she dared not imagine any further!

Then, Zhongxiong asked another question, "But don't you want to poop now?"

These words struck Xuehui like a thunderbolt. The urge to defecate surged within her, making the hairs on her body stand on end. She hurriedly stood up, but her lower body wouldn't obey her. She could only support herself with her right hand against the wall, pressing her left hand against her lower abdomen to suppress the urge, and walked towards the toilet.

"Little darling, the punishment isn't over yet," Zhongxiong stopped Xuehui, pointing to the toilet stall in the opposite direction. She only saw Ajian silently holding a tripod and camera, using his professional knowledge to fix the camera in a suitable position.

In that instant, Xuehui suddenly remembered the scene of Zhijie whispering in Zhongxiong and Ajian's ear when the three of them left the house. She seemed on the verge of collapse, then pleaded in a pitiful voice, "Zhongxiong! Please! No!"

"Not yet." Zhongxiong ignored Xuehui's unwillingness and struggle, first taking out a strip of cloth to firmly seal Xiaoqiu's mouth, tying it in a knot at the back of her head. Then he tied her wrists with the hemp rope that Ajian had prepared beforehand, pulling it taut and binding it to the water tank above.

"Ugh! Ugh!" Xuehui saw what Zhongxiong was about to take next and desperately shook her head.

Zhongxiong took a plastic tube and tied it to Xuehui's two ankles, then pulled it up and tied it together with the rope on her wrists. At this moment, Xuehui's face was in a V-shape. Her pink genitals and light brown anus were completely exposed.

Ajian's camera was also set up. He turned on the red round record button, and a lewd image appeared on the screen. Zhongxiong held the remote control in his hand, smiling at Xuehui and saying, "Baby, the last scene is about to begin."

He turned on the switch, adjusting the power to maximum. The electric current from Ju Zhongxiong immediately coursed through his body, arousing Xuehui's recently subsided lust. Zhongxiong also massaged Xuehui's lower abdomen, gently rubbing it. Then, timing it perfectly, he removed the plug from Xuehui's anus.

Xuehui's eyes widened involuntarily; she felt fecal matter dripping from her anus. Her lower abdomen made gurgling sounds, followed by Zhongxiong's powerful thrusts, her tightly closed dilatational muscles almost exceeding her limit.

"Mmm! Ah! Uh-uh!" Xuehui's moans escaped softly from under the cloth.

She mustered her last bit of strength, desperately tightening her anus. The more she did this, the greater the pleasure. Between contraction and relaxation, her thoughts collapsed. Her vagina gushed out fluid again, and her anus could no longer tighten; strong streams of fecal matter gushed out.

Despite the shame that nearly killed her, her body betrayed her and reached its peak. Xuehui's face was streaked with tears of humiliation, her body convulsing and spasming. However, her subconscious told her that this wasn't enough; she wanted the man's large penis before her to be brutally thrust into her, satisfying her masochistic desires.

Zhongxiong seemed to have a telepathic connection with Xuehui, immediately unzipping his pants and pulling out his enormous, menacing penis, brandishing it menacingly at Xuehui. After their passionate encounter, Xuehui's vagina was overflowing with fluids. Ignoring the stench of excrement, Zhongxiong parted Xuehui's swollen labia and effortlessly thrust into her, beginning to pump vigorously. At the same time, his right hand moved to Xuehui's erect clitoris, rubbing it vigorously.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Xuehui cried out as Zhongxiong thrust forcefully. Perhaps because it was a public restroom, her cries were more excited and intense than usual.

Xuehui felt Zhongxiong's penis repeatedly hitting her cervix, making her feel weak and numb all over. Her vagina was completely full, and the feeling of being full was different from usual; it was a more fulfilling feeling! This excited her so much that she trembled all over and let out satisfied screams.

Zhongxiong felt the same way. Although this wasn't the first time he had made love with Xuehui, it was the first time he had felt so good. Her warm, wet flesh gripped him tightly, and the tender flesh inside her vagina scraped against his penis. The pleasurable feeling was like an addiction, indescribable. Xuehui's expression was a mixture of shame and pleasure. Her buttocks writhed wantonly, which only amplified Zhongxiong's animalistic instincts and sense of conquest.

Zhongxiong thrust in and out like a madman, looking down at Xuehui's tender flesh as his penis rolled in and out, making a squelching sound.

Suddenly, they heard a stranger's voice saying, "I've been holding it in for so long, I'm so eager!" The "Cleaning in Progress" sign outside the door had disappeared, and a crowd began to pour into the toilet.

"It smells bad, is it not cleaned properly?"

"Maybe someone's taking a dump? Don't overthink it."

Hearing the whispers, Xuehui couldn't help but tense up. Her lips were tightly pressed together, trying hard not to make a sound. She stared at Zhongxiong, her eyes seemingly pleading with him to stop, as they might be discovered if he continued. But Zhongxiong pretended not to see, instead thrusting even harder, as if showing off his superior skills, making Xuehui's legs weak and almost faint.

Perhaps due to the noise from the toilet fan and the outside commotion, their frenzied actions in the toilet went unnoticed.

With wave after wave of Zhongxiong's attacks, she was quickly brought to the peak of pleasure again, clearly feeling the spasms in her lower abdomen and body, a wave of heat surging from deep within her vagina and spreading to every part of her body, and she reached orgasm again. At the moment of Xuehui's orgasm, Zhongxiong pulled out his penis and ejaculated all his semen onto her face.

Xuehui had also fainted, her delicate face smeared with white semen, creating a striking contrast of alluring and obscene beauty. Zhongxiong turned off the camera and remote control, a satisfied smile on his face.

Xuehui slowly awoke, her head still fuzzy and her body unable to move. She felt as if she were naked, directly exposed to the air, as if floating in nature's embrace.

Suddenly, another breath approached her. First, her breasts were assaulted, warm and moist substances rubbing against her. Xuehui noticed her breasts throbbing and growing larger, her nipples beginning to harden. Although she was unwilling, her body stirred with unspoken desire. She struggled, but only received more intense pleasure, as if the struggle itself fueled her lust. Her lower body also began to heat up, secreting a sticky fluid.

"Xuehui, aren't you being a little too sensitive? You even reacted to this." Zhongxiong's voice reached Xuehui's ears. There was a hint of helplessness in his voice.

Xuehui finally opened her eyes and looked at her blurry surroundings. The familiar room, the bed she used to sleep in, this was their sweet little nest. She asked in a weak voice, "Are we home?"

Zhongxiong switched the wet towel to a clean side and gently wiped her inner thighs as he said, "Yes. We're home."

"Easy." Xuehui cried out in pain.

"Sorry, sorry!" Zhongxiong quickly loosened his grip.

"Where are the others?" At this moment, Xuehui remembered the large group of nasty guys at home. Thinking of this, she felt a little angry. If it weren't for them, she wouldn't be in such a sorry state. "

It's already 11 p.m., of course they all went home. By the way, they've all watched the videotape. Everyone said it was great."

"Really?" Xuehui said with a dark expression.

"Also, everyone agreed to meet again on the 28th next week!"

"The 26th, isn't that before the Lunar New Year?"

"Yes, Zhijie said that way he can write another article about the New Year's lewd gathering." Zhongxiong laughed.

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