Beauty's back garden

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"Clang, clang..."

The MRT sped along the tracks in the evening, during the rush hour for commuters. The entire train was packed with people, each commuter either sitting or standing, enjoying a moment of peace after a long day's work in the nearly empty carriage.

Among the throngs of commuters standing close together was a petite figure—Zhang Qiling, wearing an office uniform. Her delicate face was framed by thin-rimmed glasses with a strong prescription, and her short, shoulder-length hair, while giving her a seemingly well-behaved appearance, betrayed her disgust. At

that moment, Zhang Qiling thought, "How annoying! Every time I take this MRT home, it's so crowded."

The soon-to-be-promoted Zhang Qiling gripped the handrail, staring displeasedly at her tablet. The passengers squeezing onto the train around her filled the entire carriage to capacity, turning it into a veritable sardine can.

"Oh well, I'm used to it anyway. I'd better use this time to get the information right," Zhang Qiling thought to herself.

Zhang Qiling frowned, slightly adjusting her unsteady posture from the jostling, and moved her handbag forward with her left hand. She focused intently on studying the documents; in her otherwise disciplined daily life, these short 30-odd minutes were the most dreaded time.

The subway swayed, the surrounding scenery disappearing outside the window. Passengers bumped into each other almost imperceptibly with the swaying of the train, but amidst these natural bumps, a hand that shouldn't have been there—a thick, large hand belonging only to a middle-aged man—laid on Zhang Qiling's buttocks. He gently traced the shape of her buttocks, his middle finger lingering up and down between her buttocks.

Startled, Zhang Qiling almost screamed. She initially thought it was just an accidental touch from another passenger due to the subway's swaying, but the directness of the touch, the deliberate placement of the hand, made Zhang Qiling certain that the owner of that hand was a pervert.

The usually obedient Zhang Qiling had never been treated like this before. Panicked, she wiggled her hips, trying to scare the lecher away. But her movements only caused her buttocks to be rubbed against his hands in a small area. The lecher completely ignored this barely perceptible resistance and slowly pulled up Zhang Qiling's skirt. From the cold sensation on her buttocks, Zhang Qiling knew that her skirt was rising against her will. The lecher's hand boldly pressed against the lower edge of her buttocks, his nimble middle and index fingers invading from the side of her underwear, ravaging her tightly closed vulva.

Zhang Qiling kept crying out for help in her heart, but her shyness made it impossible for her to be saved. Just as she was praying that the tram would arrive at the station quickly, the lecherous man's fingers were skillfully moving in and out of her vagina. The rough fingerprints scraped along the entrance, scraping the delicate hymen. Although Zhang Qiling had never been with a man before, her body had a mature physiological response. Clear, sticky vaginal fluid seeped out from her vagina, gradually wetting the lecherous man's fingers.

Zhang Qiling used the tablet computer in her hand to cover her blushing face. The lecherous man occasionally touched her hidden clitoris, causing her to tremble involuntarily. Zhang Qiling's body swayed intermittently, attracting the attention of the office worker sitting in front of her. He looked up at Zhang Qiling's watery eyes with a puzzled expression, but as soon as their eyes met, Zhang Qiling immediately hid her entire face behind the tablet computer.

"Mmm..." Given Zhang Qiling's current condition, she shouldn't be experiencing pleasure like this. She gripped the handle of her handbag tightly, her increasingly abundant vaginal fluid not only soaking the pervert's entire finger but also staining her panties dark. Zhang Qiling bit her lower lip, letting out soft moans, using her willpower to overcome the heat in her body.

Perhaps Zhang Qiling's reaction satisfied the pervert, or perhaps he was preparing to move on, but his finger left her vagina. Just as Zhang Qiling was relieved it was over

, the pervert pulled her panties aside. His fingertip teased her anus, using Zhang Qiling's vaginal fluid as lubricant. Her clenched sphincter instinctively resisted, but the pervert's finger, aided by the lubrication, forced her anus open, breaking through her body's defenses. At this moment, Zhang Qiling thought to herself, "Ah...it's dirty there...it hurts...don't put it in..."

A finger entered Zhang Qiling's anus, and waves of pain came from her tightly clenched sphincter. The shame, far more intense than the humiliation of her vagina, made Zhang Qiling almost unable to stand. She couldn't believe that the pervert she had encountered for the first time was so cruel, not only plunging into her vagina but also into her virgin anus.

The finger twisted inside her anus, sometimes going in slightly, sometimes withdrawing slightly. The pervert's capricious movements controlled every nerve in Zhang Qiling's body. Perhaps the pervert's movements were skillful, because none of the crowded, sleeping passengers noticed his inappropriate behavior towards Zhang Qiling. But in her mind, there was only the complex sensation of numbness, pain, and heat coming from her anus.

The pervert, of course, wasn't satisfied with just teasing her anus. His inserted finger, rotating left and right, penetrated deeper and deeper into her rectum. Although it was inserted at the extremities, the sensitive pain emanating from her intestines gave Zhang Qiling the illusion that her entire internal organs were being pulled.

"Mmm...ah..." Zhang Qiling moaned softly.

The pervert's hand pressed against Zhang Qiling's buttocks. The burning pain of his finger deep inside her rectum traveled along her spine throughout her body. Zhang Qiling stiffened, her back arching, her clenched teeth trembling. This abnormal behavior, beyond Zhang Qiling's current imagination, filled her with fear and surprise. However, her arching back also caused her buttocks to stick up, unintentionally exposing her anus to a direction that made it easier for the pervert to humiliate her.

Inside the honeyed orifice, separated only by a thin layer of flesh, the sensations felt on the other side of the flesh were transmitted sensitively to the honeyed orifice, as if the invasion of the erotic orifice was beginning from the inside of the body. This perverse sensation spread through Zhang Qiling's nerves. As the time spent being teased passed, even though Zhang Qiling knew that the area being violated was her buttocks, the perverse nectar still involuntarily secreted from the inside of her honeyed orifice.
The pervert seemed particularly fixated on the anus; the neglected honeyed orifice in front continued to seep out nectar, which had broken through the barrier of her underwear and began to slide down Zhang Qiling's thighs. She noticed this while concentrating on resisting the perverse pleasure; she bent her knees and squeezed her thighs together, trying to stop the flow of nectar.

Zhang Qiling silently in her heart, "Inhale... exhale..."

She took deep breaths, trying to remain calm, and managed to let her chest rise and fall slowly with her trembling body. Shy and afraid of becoming the center of attention, she struggled to control the moans that threatened to escape her lips, hiding the pleasure lurking within her long breaths.

The slow thrusting seemed insufficient for the lecherous man. His fingers, which had been forcefully opening her rectum, bent their knuckles inside, using their fingertips to probe the soft flesh. The sensation of her fingertips scraping against her vulva was clearly etched into Zhang Qiling's body. She weakly tiptoed to escape, weakly gripped the handle, trembling, and weakly began to accept the fiery pleasure emanating from the lecherous man's fingerprints.

The act of tiptoeing broke the clenched muscles that were preventing the flow of her vaginal fluids. More and more fluids dripped down her thighs, almost exceeding the area covered by her uniform skirt. Even as Zhang Qiling's consciousness faded, she was still aware of this, but the waves of pleasure that surged from her intestines to her brain made her unable to clench her thighs any longer.

The lecherous man's bold and deep caresses, though focused on only one area, were still too intense for Zhang Qiling, who hadn't had sex in a long time. As the subway approached the station, Zhang Qiling began to relax. Just as the feeling of relief began to spread from her brain to her intestines, her pupils behind her glasses began to dilate and lose focus. Her eyes, filled with mist, became blurry. She even forgot to swallow her saliva, which spilled from the corner of her mouth. The hand holding the tablet computer limply loosened and fell to its side.

The anticipated relief, the perverse pleasure, and the shameful sense of liberation all burst forth deep within Zhang Qiling's honeyed depths. In a relaxed state, she climaxed as the MRT arrived at the station. Although her body was unaware of the sudden orgasm, the instinctive contractions of her uterus caused a gush of fluid to leak out, leaving a small wet patch on the floor unnoticed by the surrounding passengers. Powerless, Zhang Qiling collapsed onto the lecherous man behind her.

"Excuse me, my daughter seems too tired," the lecherous man said, quickly explaining to the surrounding passengers on Zhang Qiling's behalf.

The tablet computer, which had been loosely held, fell onto the lap of the man sitting in front of Zhang Qiling. The office worker's dazed gaze shifted from the tablet to Zhang Qiling's face. Seeing her dazed expression, his eyes were filled with confusion. After the office worker's question shifted to the lecherous man behind Zhang Qiling, the lecherous man responded quickly.

The pervert, holding his briefcase, rested his hand on Zhang Qiling's shoulder, while his other hand retrieved her tablet. His gentlemanly and composed demeanor belied his true nature. He followed the slowly moving crowd of passengers off the train, exiting the carriage. The commuter, observing the scene, realized this wasn't his stop and continued to feign sleep with his head down.

Zhang Qiling's consciousness drifted elsewhere; the memory of the assault was hazy, leaving only her usual routine. Although the sticky feeling on her thighs after the climax confused her, and the hand pushing her forward from behind puzzled her, her unfocused eyes failed to notice that she had already passed the shop's entrance.

Zhang Qiling's blurred vision gradually regained focus. The first thing she saw was a magnificent ceiling, surrounded by silence, with faint music drifting from the background. Zhang Qiling remembered hearing this tune before, but couldn't recall what it was.

The tingling numbness in her jaw quickly brought Zhang Qiling back to her senses. She was shocked to find herself completely immobilized; her left hand was bound to her left foot, and her right hand to her right foot. She lay on the soft bed like a frog awaiting dissection, but what surprised her even more was that she was completely naked.

"Are you awake? Cute girl," the pervert from the subway asked Zhang Qiling.

A middle-aged man, also naked, knelt between Zhang Qiling's legs. He had brought her to the hotel and, while she was still unconscious, had bound her in this position, waiting expectantly for her to wake up.

Zhang Qiling's uniform was removed and neatly folded aside. Her completely naked body was bound by special tools, and a gag with holes was stuffed into her mouth, not only preventing her from crying for help but also causing saliva to constantly spill from it. The leather straps fastened to her hands and feet were both soft and strong, binding her so tightly that she could not struggle without harming her body. Simple tools, used on the ordinary body of Zhang Qiling, presented a kind of naive lewdness.

"Waaaaah..." Zhang Qiling cried out loud.

Captured by a strange man and bound naked, Zhang Qiling did not recognize the middle-aged man in front of her, but she knew without thinking what he wanted to do. Feelings of fear and shame surged up, and Zhang Qiling's sobbing cries for help came from the gag. Her wide eyes were filled with tears, and she twisted her body backward, wrinkling the sheets.

At this moment, the middle-aged lecher said, "Struggling is useless, my good girl, don't worry, I have no interest in your pussy."

The man grabbed Zhang Qiling's waist, pulled her up, and made her lean against him headfirst. The man's face was directly facing Zhang Qiling's still wet pussy, smiling down at her as she cried.
The man opened his mouth and pressed it against Zhang Qiling's anus. His hot tongue invaded her anus, skillfully rotating and spreading her tightly closed anus open. Perhaps because her fingers had already traversed it on the subway, Zhang Qiling's anus easily accepted the invasion of her tongue.

"Ugh!! Ahh...ah!" Zhang Qiling cried and moaned.

Zhang Qiling straightened her back, her bound hands and feet flailing wildly, and she let out unintelligible moans. A strange, wet, hot sensation drilled into her nerves from her anus. The sensation was like a loach filling her entire intestines, swimming in that narrow, dark passage, yet it was also like a snake burrowing into her heart, gnawing at her resistance.

Zhang Qiling thought, "Ah... how could this be... this is my anus... ahh... so... numb..."

The man carefully licked every fold, as gently as if kissing her lips, his saliva dripping deep into her intestines as his tongue penetrated. The thick saliva slowly slid down the walls of her intestines, and Zhang Qiling could even feel her intestines gradually being filled with the hot liquid.

Zhang Qiling thought to herself, "Ah...it's so hot inside my anus...my body is so hot..."

The room was air-conditioned, but the room temperature couldn't lower Zhang Qiling's rising body temperature. Feeling her body heat pressed against his skin, the middle-aged lecher moved his tongue more gently, stimulating the inside of her intestines from different angles—sometimes rotating, sometimes thrusting, sometimes teasing. Zhang Qiling's limp body trembled involuntarily, a welcoming tremor.

Centered on her anus, the warm, wet pleasure spread continuously. Her vagina, adjacent to a layer of flesh, was the first to be affected, honestly secreting vaginal fluid. Her slightly open anus seemed to be panting, already glistening with vaginal fluid.

Her head, lying down, felt congested, and the saliva flowing backward from her intestines made Zhang Qiling feel nauseous. However, the tingling, numb sensation spreading from her anus to the depths of her body, like wine, intoxicated her in the anal orgasm.

"Ugh... Ughhhhh..." Zhang Qiling began to moan loudly.

Her tongue trembled against the gag ball, and Zhang Qiling let out a lewd cry that even the gag ball couldn't suppress, echoing in the soundproof room.

"Ah... Ah..." Zhang Qiling's body glistened with sweat after her orgasm. In the dim light, she had the allure of a mature woman. Her small, tender breasts panted as she enjoyed the orgasm that wasn't quite right for her in a long time. Although it was her second time, Zhang Qiling still felt overwhelmed. Her sensitive vagina was still leaking vaginal fluid after the orgasm, which slid down and into her still-open anus.

Suddenly, the middle-aged pervert said to Zhang Qiling, "Feels good, doesn't it! My beautiful lady, the moment I saw you on the subway, I knew you had the aptitude for this. Your lewd anus is ten times sweeter than your vagina. Look forward to it! I'll make sure you never forget how you feel today."

The middle-aged pervert hugged Youxiang, confessing that he was the same pervert from the subway. He used his tongue, which had just entered her anus, to lick the traces of Youxiang's saliva on Zhang Qiling's face. His gentle actions even gave Zhang Qiling the illusion of being loved.

"Ah...ah..." Zhang Qiling moaned softly.

With a muffled groan, Zhang Qiling's position changed from lying on her back to kneeling. Her strength drained, she allowed the middle-aged pervert to manipulate her body. Her face was turned to the side, her small, rounded breasts pressed against the bed, her kneeling legs spread high, her buttocks raised high, her two equally wet openings exposed to the middle-aged pervert without any cover.

The middle-aged lecher teased Zhang Qiling's vulva and anus with his fingers. Her vagina was still tight, but her anus, no longer that of a virgin, had become soft and elastic. He rubbed his fingertips, moistened with her vaginal fluid, and then took out a long, thin object that Zhang Qiling had never seen before.

"Fun, isn't it! This little thing will bring you even more pleasure," the middle-aged lecher said.

A long, thin, white electric vibrator, like a string of small beads, vibrated and rotated in front of Zhang Qiling. The middle-aged lecher seemed to be demonstrating its functions, constantly playing with the switch so that Zhang Qiling could clearly see the vibrator when it was activated.

"Mmm...uh..." Zhang Qiling cried out in a panic.

Before even considering the vibrator's purpose, Zhang Qiling had already experienced its sensations. Like the persistent behavior of a middle-aged lecher, the vibrator was naturally inserted into her anus, deeper than a finger, more agile than a tongue, attacking a place she had never been before.

Zhang Qiling thought to herself, "Ah...I'm going crazy...Help...I'm going to be ruined...My asshole is going to break..."

Dozens of colorful sparks flashed through Zhang Qiling's mind. Saliva sprayed from the gag she was biting, her fists clenched, her body tense, enduring this new layer of stimulation.

"Ah...ah...ah...um...um...um..." Zhang Qiling moaned incessantly after being stimulated.

Holding Zhang Qiling from behind, the middle-aged lecher vibrated with the vibrating dildo, her moans echoing the sensation. He licked the sweat from her back, sucking repeatedly from bottom to top, leaving countless red hickeys on her petite back. If the dildo was penetrating Zhang Qiling vertically, then the lecher's kisses were penetrating horizontally. The two impacts met within Yu Xiang's body, igniting sparks within Zhang Qiling.

Facing the bed, Zhang Qiling's saliva accumulated into a puddle of bubbly water. In her consciousness, her back no longer existed, for the lecher's enchanting lips had gradually melted her. Each kiss was like a fire sweeping across her back, melting Zhang Qiling's heart.

Long neglected, Zhang Qiling's breasts finally caught the eye of the middle-aged lecher. Her breasts possessed smooth skin and the exceptional elasticity unique to young girls. The lecher grasped her small breasts, his touch varying in pressure as he caressed them, his mouth moving in tandem.

However, his gentleness didn't last long. Once Zhang Qiling, her consciousness fading, was completely immersed in the quagmire of sex, he withdrew from her and turned the vibrator to its strongest setting.

"Eee...ah...um...ah...ah...ah...!" Zhang Qiling immediately groaned again.

The vibrator spun and vibrated three times faster than before, its frantic movements ramming wildly inside her rectum. Especially the tip; each side-to-side swing felt like someone was tearing at her internal organs. This tiny thing, thinner than a finger, was driving Zhang Qiling to the brink of madness.

The middle-aged pervert didn't let Zhang Qiling struggle wildly. He pressed down on her shoulders, watching her sway her hips. The vibrator, half-exposed outside her anus, swayed like a white tail with her movements, giving the pervert immense pleasure.

The vibrator, turned up to its maximum, buzzed, its motor relentlessly ravaging Zhang Qiling's intestines—a devilish melody to her, but to the pervert, the motor's sound, combined with Zhang Qiling's lewd cries, was the most beautiful symphony.

Perhaps less than ten seconds, but the intense vibrations of the vibrator made Zhang Qiling feel as if ten minutes had passed. The rubber, solid gag was deeply marked by her teeth, as if she were trying to crush it. Zhang Qiling's whole body convulsed, spasmed, and trembled; her cries, as if her entire body was being torn apart, drowned out the tormenting motor's noise.

The middle-aged pervert pulled out the vibrator. Her ravaged rectum closed, and the moment the vibrator left her anus, Zhang Qiling, still disoriented, lost control of her bladder. Clear urine flowed from her completely relaxed bladder, soaking into the sheets, and the dark circle quickly expanded.

The middle-aged pervert moved Zhang Qiling to the clean side of the bed. The chandelier in the room was blinding and dizzying to Zhang Qiling, who was now lying on her back. Her breasts, swollen from all the pampering, looked like larger, rosy flesh, tempting the middle-aged pervert to caress them again, lightly teasing her pale nipples with his fingers.

The middle-aged pervert inserted two fingers into Zhang Qiling's anus again, but this time there was no pain or resistance. It seemed the vibrator had been quite effective in developing her anus.

The anus was hot, even hotter than the flesh inside her honeyed vagina, sucking on the middle-aged lecher's fingers. Two fingers, almost as thick as his penis, were gripped by the already soft anal flesh. The close intimacy made him close his eyes in satisfaction.

From the wet, soft tongue to the vigorous vibrator, the middle-aged lecher gradually developed the tolerance of Zhang Qiling's anus. He finally reached the point where even two fingers could easily go in and out. He grasped his long-awaited, thick penis and aimed it at the entrance of her anus.

"Ah..." Zhang Qiling cried out loudly.

The penis slowly but powerfully penetrated her intestines. From the moment it entered until it was fully inside, Zhang Qiling let out a long, satisfied moan, like a long-awaited young woman welcoming her lover's entry.

The middle-aged lecher said to Zhang Qiling, "My beauty, your moans are so beautiful!"

He knew Zhang Qiling would inevitably make such moans, so before penetrating her, he had already removed the gag. He knew perfectly well that under his skilled caresses, every woman would emit such a yearning, young woman's moans.

Zhang Qiling was now begging the lecher, saying, "No...don't...go in any further...ah...please...ah ah..." Her

satisfied sighs subsided, and ashamed of her unseemly acceptance, Zhang Qiling arched her neck, pressing against the bed, pleading for mercy. But her soft anal muscles had completely swallowed the penis, the burning sensation filling her entire buttocks, especially as the lecher slowly withdrew, her honest throat letting out a soft moan.

"Ah...ah...so good...ah..." Zhang Qiling seemed to be beginning to enjoy the lecher's advances.

A few soft, childlike moans floated intermittently in the sweltering air. The penis inside her anus felt like a ball of fire, scorching her entire rectum. The fiery, pleasurable sensation made Zhang Qiling want to scream, but she couldn't. The middle-aged lecher's tongue brazenly stole her first kiss from her mouth, and tears welled up in her hazy eyes—tears of pleasure.

Zhang Qiling moaned from the bottom of her heart, "Ah...so good...so...good...ah...so good...please...don't stop...ah...I'm about to ascend to heaven!"

Zhang Qiling began to actively demand the sweet tongue in her mouth. The middle-aged lecher's gentle yet deep rhythm had dominated most of Zhang Qiling's thoughts. The work pressure of the day and the fact that she had been raped were completely replaced by the pleasure in her anus.

Holding Zhang Qiling's body tightly, the middle-aged lecher changed positions to please himself. Zhang Qiling's petite body was like a sex toy, being played with at will. Her innocent vulva dripped with lustful fluids, while her anus, already experiencing sexual pleasure, craved the middle-aged lecher's semen like a greedy mature woman…

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