The Gang Rape Feast of High School Girl Basketball Players: Future Chapter (11-13)

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Future Chapter (11)

All characters, backgrounds, and plots are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

The unconscious Liu Yuzheng and his wife, Qiao Ning, Ye Yunxiang, and He Shaojun were taken to a spacious mansion. The idea for this mansion originated with Principal Xu of Yinwang High School, who still has a private room there. As originally envisioned, it has become the most important strategic location for the L Consortium.

Before Liu Yuzheng and his wife, Qiao Ning, Ye Yunxiang, and He Shaojun, several desperate young girls had been sent here and remain there to this day.

Few people know about this place, but a few political and business figures frequently visit it.

Lin Aolong used to monitor everything from the main control room here.

The once-powerful businessman Lin Zhentian perished here.

Principal Xu gave this mansion a meaningful name – "Changjiao Residence".

...

Inside the mansion.

The unconscious Liu Yuzheng and his wife, Qiao Ning, Ye Yunxiang, and others were all detained, but He Shaojun was taken away by Director Bai Ying.

In a brightly lit, luxuriously decorated room,

He Shaojun lay asleep on a soft, high-class bed. Her brow was furrowed, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead; she seemed to be having an unpleasant nightmare.

"Dead...dead...don't come any closer..."

"Yunxiang...I'm so scared..."

"Zhilan, where are you...Mom misses you so much..."

"Zhilan...Zhilan...my daughter...don't hurt her!"

Suddenly, a scream pierced the air, and He Shaojun abruptly opened her eyes.

"Madam, you're awake." A deep male voice sounded beside her.

He Shaojun was still shaken; the effects of the ether had left her somewhat disoriented.

The male voice beside her caught her attention. She squinted slightly, and in the next instant, she recognized him!

"...It's you!" He Shaojun exclaimed in fear.

How could she not remember the man who had murdered Tang Bozhong and leered at her?

Was she in bed?

Realizing this, He Shaoyun instantly tried to sit up.

However, the pain and cracking sounds from her hands and feet made her expression change. Turning her head, she saw that her limbs were handcuffed.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" He Shaoyun cried out in shock and anger.

Bai Ying smiled silently, carefully observing the woman he had previously chosen.

Mature and alluring, though married, she still possessed a captivating charm, at the peak of her womanly appeal. She was exceptionally well-maintained, with wavy hair, a low forehead, beautifully groomed eyebrows, gentle, watery eyes, and an elegant demeanor, possessing a graceful air that young girls lacked. Most striking were her ample bosom, seemingly brimming with maternal love, making one want to grasp it tightly or bury it deep within to smell and savor it. Her slender waist curved into an alluring arc, her rounded buttocks tempting one to fondle them.

Bai Ying's gaze made He Shaoyun tremble, pleading fearfully, "Where's my husband? Please let me go, and let my daughter go too. We're just ordinary people, we won't say anything more, please let us go..."

Seeing that He Shaoyun still cared about her family and knew to emphasize that they were just ordinary people and wouldn't say much, Bai Ying's eyes lit up, secretly praising, "What a kind and gentle woman."

How could he let her go?

Bai Ying chuckled, "You are ordinary people, that's true, but Madam, you have extraordinary breasts. Don't dream, I can't bear to let go of this top-quality milk cow." Without a second thought, his large hands naturally placed on He Shaoyun's high breasts, caressing them.

"Don't touch me!—" He Shaoyun screamed in terror, struggling violently. The strange sensation on her chest, and the vulgar description from before, filled her with shame. She was traditional and conservative, always mindful of her manners, acting with grace and poise, and treating others with gentleness. She even held her daughter to the same standards.

But now…

her shameful breasts were being roughly and forcefully rubbed by Bai Ying!

Bai Ying chuckled lewdly, the sensation in his hands, even through the clothing, clearly revealing the astonishing size and softness of her enormous breasts. As he rubbed, he unbuttoned the top buttons one by one. After only three, the two mounds of flesh eagerly broke free, bound together by the white lace bra, creating a breathtaking scene.

"No… please don't touch me anymore… let me go…" He Shaoyun choked out, her weak body struggling, but the handcuffs on her limbs wouldn't budge.

Bai Ying chuckled and continued unbuttoning, soon revealing He Shaoyun's flat, toned abdomen.

Picking up the scissors he had prepared, he snipped away the white lace lingerie, instantly removing it. The towering, snow-white breasts, suddenly freed from their restraints, collapsed abruptly, their waves of flesh trembling and swaying before slowly spreading into beautiful shapes, the overflowing flesh drooping slightly.

"So beautiful," Bai Ying murmured, swallowing hard, gazing at the woman's body as if admiring a work of art.

The two large, snow-white peaks, compressed into ovals by gravity, could be softly indented with a light touch, then spring back to their original shape. And below, her abdomen was remarkably flat; it was hard to

imagine how such a slender body could bear the weight of such a voluptuous figure. "Madam…you possess a pair of perfect, enormous breasts," Bai Ying exclaimed sincerely, unable to resist pressing his head against the center of He Shaoyun's chest, inhaling and kissing them deeply. His hands, grasping and kneading, couldn't fully grasp the two mounds, but he could still use the flesh to press his cheeks together, feeling the softness and warmth of her breasts—truly fulfilling a man's dream of burying his head in her chest.

"No..." He Shaojun closed her eyes in despair, a tear sliding down her cheek. Her futile struggle had already ended. Forced to expose her breasts to a man other than her husband, and even being played with at will, her traditional moral values, which she had always upheld, were trampled into pieces.

"So fragrant...so soft...such wonderful breasts...swoosh swoosh swoosh..." Bai Ying almost buried his head in He Shaojun's breasts, licking and smelling them. He didn't forget the two rosy nipples on her snow-white breasts either, giving them frequent special attention.

"Waaah..." He Shaojun closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her face.

After a moment, Bai Ying raised his head with satisfaction.

He Shaojun turned her head away, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, as if she had lost her sight and was filled with despair. Her snow-white chest was covered with red stains and saliva.

"Now it's time to get to the main event." Bai Ying lewdly grinned, his hand holding the scissors snipping twice, foreshadowing what was about to happen.

He Shaoyun's face paled, and the next moment, her long skirt was ruthlessly cut open.

Bai Ying lowered his head, bringing his mouth between He Shaoyun's legs, and sniffed through her white lace panties, laughing, "Madam's cunt has a certain smell." The next moment, two fingers began to rub against her through the white lace panties, causing the soft center of the panties to indent.

He Shaoyun suddenly pulled her legs back, but only made a "click-clack" sound. She immediately cried and pleaded, "Please... don't... sob... don't continue..." She knew what would happen if she continued.

Ignoring her pleas, Bai Ying continued to rub He Shaoyun's genitals through her panties, his fingers soon becoming slightly damp in the center. He pulled open her white lace panties and covered her mouth with his, making a soft, slurping sound. His tongue probed deeper into He Shaoyun's valley, finding it dry and salty.

He Shaoyun screamed in despair, "No!" Her struggling legs made a series of snapping sounds.

Bai Ying pulled down his pants, and with a snap, He Shaoyun's white lace panties were exposed, revealing the alluring garden of a mature young woman. Her pubic hair was thick, still glistening with droplets of moisture from Bai Ying's licking. His left thumb teased her clitoris, while his right hand held his penis, poised at the entrance.

"Take it away...take it away...Yunxiang...waaaah..." He Shaoyun cried, shaking her head, the heat from the entrance filling her with terror. Absolutely not, she absolutely could not have a relationship with any man other than Yunxiang.

Bai Ying lewdly chuckled, "Yunxiang is your husband, isn't he? Forget about him, from now on, only I, Bai Ying, can use your cunt!" The next moment, his waist straightened, and his penis mercilessly plunged into He Shaojun's forbidden territory, which she had never allowed anyone other than her husband to touch.

"No—" He Shaojun's eyes showed despair.

Bai Ying's waist slowly began to move, the speed was very steady, and He Shaojun's cries could not affect him in the slightest. He thrust while saying with satisfaction, "Madam's maintenance is really good. This tightness is no less than that of the young girls I fucked not long ago. It's really rare."

"Waaah... pull it out... pull it out..." He Shaojun cried and repeated. It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this. Her body should not be invaded by any man other than Yunxiang. The violation of her lower body made her feel ashamed, disgusted, and desperate.

Bai Ying continued to thrust, his hands constantly kneading He Shaojun's huge breasts, which she could not fully grasp, like kneading dough into various shapes. The playful, bouncy rosy nipple was then taken into his mouth, gently bitten and sucked.

He Shaojun cried in despair, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms until they bled, the handcuffs clicking incessantly.

Scenes of her happy family flashed through her mind—why had it come to this?

Where was Zhilan now? Was this how she had been raped?

It was so painful.

Yunxiang…

“Waaah… Yunxiang, Yun’er is so sorry…” He Shaojun cried miserably, her dignified and elegant face streaked with tears.

Bai Ying’s hands had freed her large breasts, letting them tremble and sway freely. He gripped He Shaojun’s waist tightly, focusing intently on her still somewhat dry, yet still trying to maintain her composure, thrusting harder and harder, harder and harder…

“Slap slap slap—”

“Slap slap slap slap slap slap—”

The sounds grew louder, the speed faster, the force greater.

"No...no, please...don't do it inside..." He Shaojun had obviously guessed what was going on. Powerless to resist, she could only plead with Bai Ying, unaware of what those words, that look, meant to a man.

Bai Ying breathed heavily. He Shaojun was incredibly tender, like water. He wanted to completely conquer her, to thrust freely into her vagina, to make her pregnant with his child.

A moment later, Bai Ying pressed down heavily on her.

"Plop—"

"Plop plop plop—"

White semen flowed down her vaginal canal, all of it pouring into He Shaojun's uterus.

Bai Ying showed a comfortable expression. Perhaps it was his first time experiencing this woman; the intense novelty made him ejaculate more and for longer than usual.

"No—Waaah…" He Shaojun's eyes were filled with despair as waves of heat rushed into her body. Her last glimmer of hope was mercilessly defiled and trampled.

A moment later.

He Shaojun's eyes were glazed over, tears streaming down her face. Bai Ying pressed heavily on top of her, the foreign object still inside her. The most important part of her life was shattered, her body defiled and filthy. She didn't know how she would face her husband in the future.

"I heard you just now, Yun'er, right? From now on, your huge breasts and your little hole are mine for your exclusive use. I'll make you give birth to another daughter, hahahaha—" Bai Ying lewdly laughed, licking He Shaoyun's smooth face, which was streaked with tears.

"Your husband will never be able to penetrate you again in this lifetime. This ring... I'll pick it up for you."

***

No one knew what the termination of the press conference a few days ago meant.

Several people died, several people disappeared, but no one noticed. It was as if these things had never happened, like air.

However, several major events have recently been frequently reported by major media outlets:

"Tianzong Entertainment was recently acquired by the L Consortium, sending shockwaves through the entertainment industry. Chairman Lin Pinghai stated that he is very interested in the entertainment industry and will invest heavily in the future, continuously cultivating more outstanding artists and programs." "

Furthermore, regarding the sex tape scandal involving Tianzong Entertainment's artist Li Sijing, Tianzong Entertainment stated that this was her personal behavior. Her concealment constitutes a violation of the law and a serious breach of contract. Tianzong Entertainment has officially terminated its contract with Ms. Li Sijing. In the future, Tianzong Entertainment will seek substantial damages for breach of contract and file a lawsuit for defamation. The sequel to the popular idol drama 'Moon Halo Love' has also been confirmed to be played by someone else." "

Recently, police discovered arson traces at artist Li Sijing's home and seized a large quantity of heroin, amphetamines, and other drugs. Chief White Eagle is very concerned about this incident, and the police are currently making every effort to apprehend the missing fugitive, Li Sijing."

The whole world is looking for Sijing.

Her past adult videos have been widely circulated online, and recent reports have propelled Sijing's name to unprecedented prominence. The online abuse, the irresponsible revelations from commentators, and the police manhunt have only increased Sijing's notoriety, but it's a path she desperately wants to avoid.

Meanwhile, in a dark alley,

Sijing murmurs in despair, completely covered up. In fact, during her hospital stay, she had regained consciousness in the later days and overheard Liu Yuzheng and Ye Yunxiang's conversation. With her

past in adult videos exposed, she felt hopeless and wanted to die again. She had planned to take her own life quietly after Qiaoning and Zhilan's family left, eliminating any chance of rescue.

But before she died, she wanted to see the press conference, to see those demons exposed, to see them finally get their comeuppance—her last wish.

However, she never expected that this wait would last until now.

The press conference never happened, the perpetrators remained at large, and her situation only worsened. The police even found drugs in her house?

How absurd! Were the police her enemies?

Her life was utterly ruined; the world was against her.

"Why?" Si Jing let out a bitter laugh. What had she done wrong to deserve this?

She walked, towards the street, no longer avoiding the crowds, weaving through the traffic, not caring if she were discovered. Life after her rescue was still filled with despair. This time, she just wanted to say goodbye to it all.

A car sped towards her at breakneck speed.

Si Jing opened her arms and met it.

"Bang!—"

A moment later, a middle-aged man got out of the car in a panic to check, but Si Jing was already lying in a pool of blood, unconscious.

If Si Jing were still awake, she would have seen that the person who hit her was—

***

He Shaojun had lost count of how many days had passed and how many times she had been raped.

Now her eyes were filled with deathly stillness and despair, because everything she valued had been ruined and destroyed. The handcuffs on her limbs had been removed, replaced by a collar and chain around her neck.

He Shaojun missed Ye Yunxiang and Zhilan, missed the ordinary and beautiful family life she used to have. She was just an ordinary person who obeyed the rules and didn't understand why things had turned out this way. Now, every day was filled with endless humiliation and torment, and she could never see her beloved family again. Her life was like falling from heaven to hell.

Thinking of the abuse she had suffered these past few days, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with sorrow, and her eyes showed fear. Rape, ejaculation inside her—her body was mercilessly violated every day. She was forced to lick filthy, vulgar objects, and even… she was injected with lactation-inducing drugs and tattooed.

There was no dignity or modesty left for a woman.

He Shaojun cried in despair as she thought about it. What she found most unbearable were the vulgar tattoos on her body; her gentle and conservative nature made them completely unacceptable.

"Waaah…it hurts…waaah…"

At this moment, Bai Ying ordered her to kneel on the bed, raising her buttocks high, enduring the pain from her rear in a shameful position.

"Yun'er, I'll put a cow tail on you, don't move!" Bai Ying slapped He Shaojun's round buttocks and laughed, slowly inserting the ridiculous cow tail into He Shaojun's beautiful rear. This cow tail was specially made, with hidden secrets.

"I'll take you somewhere later, you'll be very happy, hehe…"

A moment later, Bai Ying led the naked He Shaojun out of the room.

Feeling ashamed and hesitant to move, He Shaojun, naked outside, was forced to continue following Bai Ying after he forcefully pulled on her collar.

Walking down the corridor for the first time outside her room, He Shaojun suppressed her shame. Sunlight streamed in through the large windows, and He Shaojun realized just how vast the place where she had been imprisoned for several days truly was.

The expansive mansion contained countless rooms, furnished with grand and luxurious furnishings. Looking out the windows, she saw only vast forests; it was practically a private castle in the mountains, an environment that evoked despair.

From several of the rooms they had just passed, she could faintly hear women moaning and begging for mercy. He Shaojun's heart tightened; she listened carefully and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming it wasn't Zhilan.

Seemingly noticing He Shaojun's observation of the surroundings, Bai Ying, unusually smiling, explained, "This is the secret residence of the L Group, called 'Changjiaoju.' You'll remember this name for the rest of your life." Looking at He Shaojun, who was naked beside him, her large breasts swaying with her steps, her nipples occasionally spilling juice, and her cow-tail swaying, Bai Ying couldn't help but show a satisfied expression.

Bai Ying's gaze naturally made He Shaojun feel ashamed and embarrassed, but her ankles were shackled, preventing her from walking quickly or escaping.

The mansion was too large; Bai Ying led He Shaojun for more than ten minutes before arriving at their destination, a cell in the basement.

At the cell door, Bai Ying warned, "Once inside, you are not allowed to act without my permission, otherwise… people will die."

Entering the cell,

a disheveled figure sat in the center, with two tall white men standing behind him.

"Yunxiang!" He Shaojun exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Yunxiang was bound to a chair, his clothes tattered and stained with blood, scabs and clots visible through the seams. His disheveled appearance clearly indicated he had been tortured and beaten.

"Yunxiang!" He Shaojun was about to rush forward, but one person behind Ye Yunxiang immediately pointed a gun at her, while another pointed a gun at Ye Yunxiang, the threat palpable. She stopped abruptly.

"...Yun'er?" Ye Yunxiang weakly raised his head, finally...finally hearing Yun'er's voice.

But the next moment, Ye Yunxiang's eyes widened in grief and rage.

"Yunxiang...don't look...don't look...waaaah..." Noticing her husband's gaze, He Shaojun burst into tears, lowering her head in shame, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

Ye Yunxiang ignored her, his eyes still blazing with fury as he stared intently at Yun'er, his clenched teeth drawing blood.

For Yun'er was completely naked, a collar around her neck, being led around like a pet!

The tattoos on Yun'er's body were even more obscene and utterly humiliating!

For some reason, Yun'er's breasts were overflowing with milk. On her left breast was tattooed "Sweet Milk," and on her right, "← Self-service." On her right breast was also a "Superior Milk Label," identical to the one on a convenience store's fresh milk.

Looking further down—on her

left inner thigh was tattooed "Seven-Year Itch Stopped by White Eagle."

On her right inner thigh was tattooed "Ten Months of Pregnancy Reported to White Eagle."

Above her genitals was tattooed "White Eagle's Exclusive Little Hole ↓."

Above the words "White Eagle" were the three characters "Ye Yunxiang"... only crossed out with a large X.

How could he not be furious, how could he not be furious, to have his beloved wife so defiled!

"Beast..." Ye Yunxiang ignored the gun barrel at the back of his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at White Eagle. Even though he was weak, he trembled violently in his chair with rage.

"Hehe, raise your head, don't cover it, and don't move. I brought you here today to make you face reality. Your husband's life is now in my hands. From now on, you'd better cooperate and stop making futile resistance." Bai Ying chuckled lewdly.

With a wave of his hand, the person behind him immediately struck Ye Yunxiang's head heavily with the butt of a gun.

"Yunxiang!" He Shaoyun cried out in pain, her hands, which had been covering her face, immediately fell to her sides.

Ye Yunxiang's hair was grabbed by the person behind him, forcing him to continue looking at He Shaoyun. The blow had just caused a trickle of blood to flow from his forehead, and now a piece of cloth was forced into his mouth.

"What a blessing to have such a good wife. These past few days you've been away, so I've had my way with her. She's top-notch! Really amazing! ... Especially these big breasts, look!" Bai Ying kneaded He Shaoyun's huge breasts, kneading them like dough.

Bai Ying proudly showed off the "← take it yourself" tattoo on He Shaoyun's right breast, then began to suck and sip it.

"Mmm!!--" Ye Yunxiang whimpered angrily.

"No..." He Shaoyun turned her head away in shame, a tear sliding down her cheek, but she dared not resist, because there was still a gun pointed at the back of Ye Yunxiang's head. She knew the meaning of Ye Yunxiang's whimpers, which was - "Don't worry about his life or death."

But she couldn't do it.

"...Sweet milk, awesome!" Bai Ying exaggeratedly exhaled a breath, wiped his mouth and said, "Now Yun'er is mine exclusively. I've gotten used to it these past few days. You've worked hard in the past. You can retire now. I'll take care of Yun'er from now on."

Under Ye Yunxiang's frantic shaking of his head and his bloodshot eyes, Bai Ying grinned lewdly, wrapped his arms around He Shaoyun, and penetrated her from behind.

"Waaaaah...waaaaah..." Violated in front of her husband, He Shaoyun cried in despair and collapse.

Ye Yunxiang's eyes were filled with despair. He Shaojun stood directly in front of him, and he could clearly see his beloved wife's genitals being violated, being joined with another man. Above, "White Eagle's Exclusive Little Hole ↓" and Ye Yunxiang's tattoo, crossed out with an X, were cruelly mocking.

"Waaah...waaah...waaah...have mercy on us...don't torture us anymore..." He Shaojun cried out in despair.

However, White Eagle ignored He Shaojun's pleas for mercy. Raping her in front of her husband gave him even greater pleasure.

He thrust mercilessly, his hands reaching out to knead He Shaojun's large breasts, forcefully pinching the beautiful young woman's nipples, causing thin streams of milky white fluid to spurt out.

Ye Yunxiang's face was contorted with rage, water seeping from his eyes, nose, and mouth. The person behind him grabbed his hair, forcibly prying open his eyes. He could only look, could only continue to look.

"Slap slap slap—"

"Slap slap slap—slap slap slap—"

"Hard? Hard? But now she's White Eagle's exclusive, haha!" White Eagle panted heavily and lewdly laughed, the next moment his waist thrusting, heavily slamming into He Shaojun's flower core.

"Pfft pfft—"

Thick liquid immediately flowed continuously from their point of union.

"..." Ye Yunxiang's eyes were already lifeless.

"Ugh..." He Shaojun was not much different, her tears had dried up, and her pleas were gone.

"Before we part, there was something I had to return to you, but now Yun'er doesn't need it anymore."

White Eagle laid He Shaojun down on the ground, manipulating her powerless resistance, making her kneel and crawl, her buttocks facing Ye Yunxiang, her vulva clearly showing the large clumps of white fluid dripping continuously.

Ye Yunxiang stared blankly at the cruel scene before him, the words "New Zealand" were even tattooed on his beloved wife's buttocks. And a ridiculous cow tail protruded from between Yun'er's thighs, obviously inserted into her anus.

This man truly used every means to humiliate her.

Slowly, bit by bit, Bai Ying pulled the cow tail from He Shaojun's anus. This thing was essentially an anal bead, and it took some time to remove.

"It hurts... Waaah... Oh..." The pain in her anus made He Shaojun roll her eyes. Inside... it seemed like a ring was constantly pulling at the inner wall of her anus. Even though she didn't want to make any shameful sounds, the intense pain still made her groan and howl.

After a moment, the cow tail was completely pulled out, its tip seemingly having a small metallic halo. Bai Ying threw the cow tail at Ye Yunxiang and laughed, "Here's your trash back."

Ye Yunxiang didn't respond, only staring coldly at Bai Ying, his eyes icy and lifeless.

Bai Ying laughed loudly and led the ashamed and desperate He Shaojun away.

Half a day later, Ye Yunxiang looked down, and a sound like the howl of a wounded beast immediately echoed throughout the cell.

"Ah... Waaah────────"

-- It was a wedding ring.
Future Chapter (12) Compromise

All characters, backgrounds, and plots are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

"People are always used to compromising with the less painful options. In the process of gradual change, they may not even realize that they have changed and become different from their original selves." Lin Aolong will always remember his father's words.

Changjiao Residence, a peaceful and serene morning.

In the grandly decorated living room, crystal chandeliers hang, expensive oil paintings adorn the walls, and a long dining table is covered with a clean white tablecloth. It is somewhat like a scene from the Last Supper, except that only two people are sitting at the long table.

Qiaoning mechanically cuts the honey toast into small pieces, puts them in her mouth, and chews silently and slowly. This breakfast, carefully prepared by the chef, should be quite delicious, but Qiaoning's expression is quite wooden, as if she is only performing the action of "eating".

Lin Aolong clasped his hands together, resting his chin on them, and looked at Qiao Ning with interest. He then smiled and said, "Today is the last day... Do you still remember our promise?"

Qiao Ning's hand holding the knife and fork paused for a moment. "I know," she replied, her voice barely audible. As soon as she finished speaking, her knife and fork stopped moving, and she lowered her head, lost in thought.

Lin Aolong smiled slightly, stood up, and walked to Qiao Ning's side. He lifted her delicate face and gently tasted her thin, tender lips and tongue. Like a polite gentleman, his kiss was gentle and without any aggressive moves.

After a moment, Lin Aolong pulled away from Qiao Ning's lips, licking the lingering sweetness from the corner of his mouth. "Tell me your answer today. I hope you won't disappoint me."

Qiao Ning nodded slightly, remaining silent.

Surprisingly, since being captured, she had not suffered any violation or abuse; her quality of life could even be described as excellent.

Although Lin Aolong would occasionally kiss her, and while she disliked it, his gentle manners didn't make her feel too uncomfortable. In fact, she was already lucky to escape rape here; Qiao Ning knew she had no power to resist.

Over the past month, under Lin Aolong's deliberate guidance, Qiao Ning had seen many girls imprisoned here, just like herself two years ago, devoid of dignity, abused daily.

Almost all the female students whose names she didn't know were pregnant, their faces haggard, their eyes dull and lifeless, and the tragedies befalling them hadn't stopped.

She also saw Zhilan's mother, that gentle and elegant woman, who hadn't escaped the clutches of men either.

She also saw Mo Fei, still mentally unstable.

And finally… there was Wei Zhu.

Qiao Ning trembled at the thought of Wei Zhu.

Her current life was a stark contrast to the despair and fear of the day she was captured. Now, while Qiao Ning breathed a sigh of relief, a lingering fear remained.

A flicker of confusion, fear, hesitation, and struggle flashed in Qiao Ning's eyes. She knew that her answer today would determine her future fate.

...

At the other end of the Changjiao residence.

In Director Bai Ying's room.

At this moment, He Shaoyun was kneeling naked on the ground, her small mouth sucking on Director Bai Ying's penis with a "plop plop" sound. Her beautiful eyes occasionally floated upwards, revealing sorrow.

"Please let me see my daughter... slurp... I... I can make you feel good..." He Shaoyun slurped the penis, her tongue occasionally licking it like a kitten, while pleading. She could now easily utter such shameful words.

Bai Ying looked down at He Shaojun with a disdainful gaze and smiled, "With your current performance, you can only keep your husband alive at best. I'll consider letting you see your daughter when I sense your true sincerity."

He Shaojun's eyes showed disappointment. This was already the umpteenth time she had begged. How could she make this man feel sincere?

Taking the initiative to lick this man's vulgar member and saying shameful words was already the limit for the reserved and conservative He Shaojun. What else could she do?

The other party seemed to really like her breasts?

Thinking of this, He Shaojun immediately cupped her large breasts, sandwiched Bai Ying's penis between them, and began to squeeze and rub them. Taking the initiative to perform breast sex on him made her feel somewhat ashamed, but the hot, hard object in her breasts was slippery from her previous licking, and the friction was effortless.

However, at that moment, He Shaoyun's expression suddenly changed, and a "buzzing" sound suddenly came from below.

"Oh..." He Shaoyun couldn't help but groan, a blush rising to her face. However, her breast-playing motions didn't stop; instead, she rubbed even more vigorously, while her lower body tightened, gripping the constantly rotating sex toy tightly. He Shaoyun knew this was what the man wanted.

"Oh... um... oh..." He Shaoyun groaned feignedly while breast-playing.

However, after a while, Bai Ying still didn't respond. A trace of anxiety and disappointment gradually flashed in He Shaoyun's eyes. Still not working?

She had been kneeling there for half an hour, and even though she had tried her best to please him in various ways, Bai Ying still didn't seem to feel her sincerity?

He Shaoyun even began to think that if she had let down her guard when she was intimate with Yunxiang before, she would have learned more about how to please men. At this moment, she only regretted that she had been too shy and conservative about such things in the past, and that she lacked relevant knowledge.

After a moment, Bai Ying shook his head and sighed, "It seems this is the end. Wait until I see your sincerity before asking to see your daughter again."

"No..." After trying for half an hour only to be sentenced to death, He Shaojun felt utterly disappointed. Her legs went numb, and she knelt limply on the ground, sobbing softly.

"Zhilan, Mommy misses you so much. What can I do to see you? Waaah..."

Bai Ying pulled He Shaojun's hair, pressed her face against his crotch, and ejaculated all his semen onto her face, ending He Shaojun's efforts. After

smearing his limp penis on He Shaojun's lips, Bai Ying was about to turn and leave. However, at that moment, He Shaojun suddenly grabbed his leg.

Bai Ying's face darkened, and he snapped, "I told you, try harder next time, then let go!"

"No..." He Shaoyun shook her head, trembling, her composed face streaked with tears and semen. "It's not over yet... Husband... Don't go..."

Bai Ying's body jolted, and he chuckled, asking, "What did you just call me?"

"...Husband," He Shaoyun cried.

Bai Ying raised an eyebrow and asked again, "What about Ye Yunxiang?"

He Shaoyun pursed her lips and said, "Yun'er's little hole belongs only to you." She spoke these words almost tremblingly, her heart bleeding.

"Yun'er used to be conservative and really wasn't good at these things. Please tell Yun'er what I should do to satisfy you, so that Yun'er can see our daughter." He Shaoyun knelt on the ground and kowtowed, her bare buttocks outlining a beautiful curve.

Bai Ying remained silent for a moment.

Bai Ying suddenly sighed, "Motherly love... it's truly great."

He Shaoyun remained kneeling and kowtowing.

"I'll give you one more chance to show your sincerity. I'll get you a work contract later. Once you sign it, you can see your daughter."

He Shaojun suddenly looked up, her face full of joy. Although she didn't know what the so-called work contract was, she didn't care about anything as long as she could see Zhilan.

A moment later, He Shaojun's sincere moans and gasps echoed in the room.

He Shaojun straddled Bai Ying, twisting vigorously in a cowgirl position, her large breasts bouncing wildly, milk overflowing.

"Yun'er's little hole... belongs to her husband... can only... hold her husband's semen..."

"Mmm... oh... so good... oh... mmm... husband... more... mmm... oh..."

***

H City, in a small apartment.

In the small space, the walls were covered with photos, diverse in subject matter and professional in technique. Professional photography equipment was placed everywhere, many of them expensive models. However, although these photography equipment seemed to be well maintained, they had actually been unused for some years. Given Wei Lize's current status, he mostly directs film productions.

Wei Lize stirred his coffee, the swirling vortex releasing aroma and steam. Because the girl preferred bitter black coffee, he hadn't added any sugar or creamer.

A moment later, Wei Lize brought the brewed coffee to the girl's bedside and gently placed it on the lampstand. Looking at the girl's indifferent expression, Wei Lize sighed softly.

After accidentally hitting Sijing with his car that day, he had initially panicked and wanted to take her to the hospital, but Sijing suddenly woke up and stopped him. Thinking of Sijing's current status as a wanted criminal, Wei Lize gritted his teeth and somehow ended up driving her home, ultimately accusing him of harboring a wanted criminal.

He could tell that Sijing had deliberately approached his car that day, clearly contemplating suicide. He initially thought Sijing had committed suicide out of guilt, but after a month of spending time together, he realized that wasn't the case.

That night, Sijing suffered a bout of depression, breaking down in tears and even cursing why she had been rescued…

and then…

Wei Lize learned everything.

He learned about Sijing's past.

"In a few days, once I can get out of bed and walk, I'll leave here and won't cause you any trouble. And… thank you so much for taking care of me these past few days, and for the acting," Sijing said with a slight smile.

Wei Lize felt a pang of pain in his heart. As a director, he could see through Sijing's act; the despair and resignation in her eyes were undeniable. If Sijing were to leave, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yet, even so, she didn't want to cause him trouble.

She was already in dire straits, yet she still thought of others.

It was a heartbreaking kindness.

Wei Lize couldn't help but recall when they were directing, Sijing couldn't overcome her fear of kissing scenes, and would even lose her composure whenever she acted opposite a male actor. Now he finally knew the reason, and it was all the more heartbreaking.

"I can't let Sijing leave like this!" Wei Lize thought to himself.

Wei Lize gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "If you leave now... you'll just be arrested by the police. I remember everything you said that night, you're innocent..."

Si Jing smiled silently, not denying it.

Wei Lize continued to grit his teeth and said in a deep voice, "The company has now been acquired by the L Consortium, and they're even demanding huge sums of money from you for breach of contract; and you're wanted by the police even though you didn't possess any drugs..."

Si Jing still smiled silently.

"You don't care about any of this, because... you just want to die... then why am I saving you!" Wei Lize suddenly roared angrily.

Si Jing remained silent and smiled, but there was a hint of helplessness and bitterness in her eyes.

Wei Lize's face was flushed from being too agitated. He picked up the coffee that originally belonged to Si Jing and gulped it down, then his face immediately scrunched up.

"So bitter..."

Si Jing couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a little touched, but precisely because of this, she couldn't let this kind and passionate director get into trouble.

After a moment, Wei Lize took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Sijing, do you know how amazed I was when I was directing 'Love Under the Halo'? Although you are still relatively new, your acting skills fascinated me. I have made many newcomers famous, but you are the one I admire the most so far. I even believe that you will become a brilliant movie star in the future."

"It doesn't matter how many of those who harmed you die... but I don't want you to die, I won't allow you to die!"

"I know your potential better than you do yourself. You absolutely have the ability to become a superstar. It would be such a pity if you died so easily!"

At this point, Wei Lize even grabbed Si Jing's slender shoulders with such force that it hurt her.

Si Jing stared blankly at Wei Lize, not expecting such high praise. She then shook her head and smiled bitterly, "Hehe, thank you for comforting me like that. Even if it's just sympathy, I'm happy to hear that."

"You're wrong!" Wei Lize roared.

"I, Wei Lize, swear to God that everything I just said about you is true, not just comfort. If I've lied even a little, may I, Wei Lize, spend my whole life as a third-rate director, ignored and looked down upon!" Wei Lize solemnly raised four fingers.

Si Jing froze, her eyes instantly welling up with tears. "Even if it's true, I've already lost all of this forever..."

"No... there's still hope..." Wei Lize suddenly said, grabbing Si Jing's shoulders and affirming, "There's still hope! Do you believe me?"

Si Jing stared blankly at Wei Lize; she didn't believe him.

She had despaired too many times, long since losing faith in hope.

"Even if the whole world is against you, even if you're ruined, your dreams haven't reached the point of despair! I'll ask you one more time, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe you." Si Jing gave a bitter laugh; she didn't believe him!

Wei Lize took a step back, suddenly kneeling on the ground, his forehead slamming heavily against his forehead. "I don't know how to make you believe me, but please... don't give up... don't despair of life... I beg you to believe me!" Wei Lize's voice was trembling with emotion, even a hint of sobs.

Si Jing stared blankly at Wei Lize kneeling on the ground, unable to comprehend.

Why would a complete stranger go to such lengths?

Could she really still trust people?

"Can I...can I still believe in hope?"

Si Jing's tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Wei Lize looked up, his gaze firm, and said, "Please believe me, I will make you a legend, because you have the ability."

At that moment, Si Jing broke down completely.

"I believe!" Si Jing cried out, like a child grasping at a last straw, sobbing loudly.

Wei Lize embraced Si Jing, his eyes filled with emotion. He gently patted the sobbing girl in his arms, feeling only her utter vulnerability.

"Thank you for believing in me...but the road ahead won't be easy. You must face the darkness within yourself, even compromise with it, before you can finally overcome it." Wei Lize's eyes held a deep reluctance.

...

***

Changjiaoju.

Lin Aolong smiled and said, "You're the first person to receive this contract. In fact, we don't lack lifeless 'sex toys' right now. I sincerely hope we can get along well in the future."

Qiaoning looked at the contract in her hand, carefully reading the words. Her face was full of hesitation and struggle. The contents were roughly as follows:

Terms of Service for Residential Sex Slaves

: Job Content:

1. Working hours are Monday to Saturday, 8:00 AM – 7:00 PM.

2. Unconditionally obey any order from the client.

3. Do not refuse any auxiliary equipment or drugs without harming your body.

4. Please smile and moan sincerely; do not show resistance.

5. Violation of the above terms will result in punishment.

Rights:

1. Outside of working hours, you will have an independent, free, and undisturbed private life. 2.

An independent room where you will not be disturbed by anyone. 3.

High-quality food, clothing, and accommodation will be provided.

4. Protection for your family's safety and regular meeting times.

5. Provision of contraceptives; you can decide whether to become pregnant.

VI. Personal safety protection provided by the permanent residence.

VII. Employees may be entitled to sick leave and special leave if their work performance is good.

The permanent residence reserves the right to modify or change the above content.

Note: Life is like rape; since you can't resist, why not try to enjoy it?

Signature: _________________

Qiao Ning repeatedly looked at the contents of the employment contract, then raised her head, her expression incredibly complicated, and said, "Is there... no other possibility for me and my parents to gain true freedom?"

Lin Aolong smiled without speaking, not intending to answer.

Qiao Ning smiled bitterly and stopped asking such impossible questions.

Because she had experienced it firsthand, she could better understand the true hell.

The tragic fate of those girls she had witnessed over the past month constantly reminded Qiao Ning.

The employment contract in her hand, with all its terms, completely grasped her psychology.

Lin Aolong smiled wickedly and began to stroke Qiao Ning's head, as if he wasn't in a hurry at all. After a moment, he lifted Qiaoning's hesitant face and gently kissed her.

Qiaoning resignedly closed her eyes, without struggling.

After a moment, Lin Aolong smiled after the kiss and said, "Have you noticed that you're no longer averse to kissing me? You always thought you were forced by circumstances and couldn't refuse, but the truth is that you've long since gotten used to it."

Qiaoning's expression changed, somewhat at a loss for words at Lin Aolong's words.

"Many things, you only realize after you've done them that they're not as terrible as you imagined. Since you have no choice, why not choose an option that's easier for you?"

Qiaoning lowered her head in silence, knowing that he was implying that many things can be gotten used to. At this moment, her gaze fell on the last line of the work contract—

life is like rape; since you can't resist, why not try to enjoy it?

"I hope I can see Mom and Dad later," Qiaoning suddenly said.

"Sure!" Lin Aolong smiled brightly, his face blooming like a flower.

Qiao Ning sighed. At this moment, the fear and despair in her eyes lessened slightly, and there was even a hint of relief.

A moment later.

In the lower right corner of the Changjiaoju sex slave work agreement, Liu Qiao Ning's name was already signed!
Future Chapter (13) People Have Dreams

All characters, backgrounds, and plots are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Morning, Awei's house.

In the kitchen.

"Hand in hand, one step, two steps, three steps, four steps, looking at the sky..." Zhilan hummed a song as she skillfully flipped the hamburger patties in the pan. Next to her was freshly toasted bread; in a little while, a simple and delicious sandwich would be ready.

After placing the fried hamburger patties on the toast, Zhilan cracked two eggs into the pan, which sizzled and released a fragrant aroma.

"Look, one or two fried eggs... um... stop messing around!" Zhilan suddenly said coquettishly.

It turned out that Awei had quietly appeared behind her, his large hands reaching inside her apron and causing a ruckus.

"You dressed like this just so I could mess around, didn't you?" Awei teased. Having lived with the girl for a month, they had become quite familiar, and even the usually cold-blooded Awei had learned to tease.

At this moment, Zhilan was only wearing a pristine white lace apron... nothing else... the legendary naked apron.

Her beautiful figure was partially concealed, her bare, fair back a sight to behold, her rounded, pert buttocks tempting to grasp and squeeze, and the pubic hair between her long, jade-like legs peeking out, revealing glimpses of glistening moisture…

As for Zhilan's magnificent breasts, they were impossible to conceal; the thin apron was merely a symbolic covering, her chest stretched high, revealing a deep cleavage. Her side breasts were equally undisguised, the half-exposed white mounds alluring, almost bursting forth.

No wonder Ah Wei couldn't resist reaching in and fondling them.

"I just… feel a bit hot today," Zhilan twisted her body, acting like a child, her voice sweet and innocent.

"Well… just cooking breakfast, why is it so wet here?" Ah Wei chuckled, one hand slipping down through Zhilan's buttocks, caressing the pubic hair that seemed to be glistening with morning dew.

"Stop messing around, the fried eggs are going to burn." Zhilan's face was a little red as she actually started frying the eggs, because they were really about to burn.

Ugh, this makes them even wetter...

"Okay, fine, you cook and don't worry about me."

"But it's hard for me to do anything when you're like this..."

"Is that so? I think it's fine, consider it a different kind of concentration training."

"Then at least give me some room to move around, otherwise I can't cook, right?"

"Hmm... okay." After Awei finished speaking, he reluctantly withdrew his hand from Zhilan's breasts, but the hand playing with her private parts didn't stop.

Zhilan gave Awei a charming glare, ignored him, and let him continue to caress her while she continued to prepare breakfast seriously.

However, the next moment, Zhilan couldn't help but sigh.

"That's the cucumber I'll cut later..."

An hour later, breakfast was finally finished, just enough for the two who had used up a lot of energy to replenish their nutrition.

After breakfast, Zhilan, nestled in Awei's arms, began to feel downcast, her earlier playful smile gradually fading from her face.

They had been living together for a month.

This period had been arguably the most indulgent time of her life, free from the scrutiny of teachers and peers, without any pressure. The relaxed daily life, the intoxicating physical intimacy—everything about it made Zhilan yearn for it.

However, Awei was, after all, just a teacher, an insignificant member of this vast power structure. Awei said those people wouldn't allow her to stay here indefinitely. She would be taken to a place where she would live the same life as two years ago.

Zhilan didn't feel fear, nor did she reject having relationships with other men.

But after this period of living together, she felt more and more that Awei was special; in fact, she had confessed her feelings at the beginning.

What did Awei think? It seemed she hadn't heard him say he liked her?

Was she a lover?

Perhaps he just enjoyed having sex with her, what people call a friend with benefits.

Now that the time for parting had come, she felt a pang of reluctance, reluctant to part with every moment spent with Ah Wei over the past month.

Just as Zhi Lan was lost in thought, Ah Wei seemed to sense the girl's feelings and said softly,

"I'll still come to see you often."

Zhi Lan was startled, and a smile immediately appeared on her troubled face. They

were truly of one mind!

"Just 'seeing'?" Zhi Lan smiled slyly, her body wriggling restlessly in Ah Wei's arms, licking his neck, and her delicate hand reaching towards Ah Wei's crotch.

"Today... fuck me half to death, okay? I want you to fill me up completely, until I can't hold any more..." Zhi Lan whispered in Ah Wei's ear, her eyes filled with seductive allure.

Ah Wei raised an eyebrow, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

A moment later.

Several scratch marks appeared on Ah Wei's broad, muscular back, left by Zhi Lan during their passionate moments. He gripped Zhilan's large, snow-white breasts tightly, using them as leverage, his lower body thrusting and pumping relentlessly like a motor.

With each ejaculation, Ah Wei felt as if he were penetrating an incredibly comfortable water cave, each thrust making Zhilan's vagina gurgle and squelch.

"I came! So hot... I want more..."

"Oh... so deep... so good... kiss me more... suck me more..."

Zhilan's jade legs wrapped tightly around Ah Wei's waist like an octopus, her wet vagina clinging tightly to Ah Wei's huge penis, enjoying each intoxicatingly full penetration. On the last day of making love with Ah Wei, she wished he could merge into her body.

"In the future... I might... be fucked by many other men... like that... will you still want to fuck me...?" Zhilan asked, moaning and blushing, like a child worried about being abandoned.

"I will fuck many women in the future, but I will come to you, because you are special," Ah Wei replied calmly.

Zhilan's beautiful eyes welled up with tears, and she smiled, moved. Her legs, wrapped tightly around Awei's waist, tightened, her delicate arms hooking around his neck as she passionately cried out,

"Shoot more, let me have your child—"

The sounds of their bodies colliding violently, accompanied by the man's low growls and the girl's wanton moans, echoed endlessly in the small space.

That night, Zhilan was taken back to the Changjiao Residence and decisively signed her name on the Changjiao Residence sex slave contract.

***

Changjiao Residence.

The long-awaited reunion with her parents brought tears to Qiaoning's eyes, who had been on edge for a month. Seeing that they were safe and sound, her tense nerves immediately relaxed.

"Qiaoning, did they do anything to you?"

"It's all my fault… Daddy is so useless, I'm so sorry."

"It's not Daddy's fault." Qiaoning shook her head.

Having not seen each other for a long time, Qiao Ning, amidst the earnest concern of Liu Yuzheng and his wife, briefly described her experiences over the past month, omitting only the parts about her time with Lin Aolong. To avoid worrying them, Qiao Ning also concealed the details of the sex slave agreement.

The Liu couple still couldn't let go of the fact that the family wouldn't be able to live together in the future, and even harbored doubts. However, under Qiao Ning's persuasion, the family understood that they didn't really have many choices due to the circumstances. As for what to do after the separation, Qiao Ning was vague about it.

Half a day had passed when Qiao Ning came out of the room, her eyes red from crying.

As soon as she came out, Qiao Ning saw Lin Aolong waiting outside the door.

"Finished talking?" Lin Aolong asked.

"Yes." Qiao Ning replied softly.

"Good girl, come here."

Qiao Ning obediently walked to Lin Aolong's side. The petite girl stood in front of Lin Aolong, her height only reaching the chest of the tall Lin Aolong. The two of them standing together looked like an adult and a child, with a huge height difference.

Lin Aolong patted Qiao Ning's head, like rewarding a well-behaved child. As always, he lifted Qiao Ning's pretty face and gently kissed her obedient lips.

Qiao Ning closed her eyes, offering no resistance. Just as Lin Aolong had said before, she was already used to this kiss. Perhaps everything in the world is like this; once you get used to it, nothing is unacceptable.

However, the next moment, Qiao Ning suddenly stiffened. But the tension only lasted a brief moment; Qiao Ning slowly relaxed her body, her tightly clenched legs loosening as well.

Her body was still trembling slightly, but she didn't resist. Knowing that she would face these things frequently in the future, there was no need to resist.

She would get used to it.

A tear slid down Qiao Ning's cheek, a tear of reluctance to part with freedom. The tear slid down her cheek to where their lips met, then disappeared into their intertwined tongues, swallowed by the man's desire.

Lin Aolong suddenly tasted a salty flavor in his mouth, slightly surprised, and opened his eyes to see Qiao Ning's tear stains.

He smiled slightly, his hand, already inside Qiao Ning's panties, continuing its exploration into the girl's most tender depths.

...

Several days passed.

During this time, Lin Aolong personally made love to Qiao Ning several times. Qiao Ning was initially a little awkward and scared, but gradually opened up and accepted everything. Based on Lin Aolong's self-satisfied feeling, he believed that Qiao Ning should be beginning to learn to enjoy the pleasure of sex under his excellent skills.

Lin Aolong also discovered that regularly letting Qiao Ning meet with her parents greatly helped her relax both physically and mentally. After making love to Qiao Ning a few more times, Lin Aolong finally felt at ease letting Qiao Ning officially begin "receiving customers."

Qiao Ning's performance in receiving customers these past few days also satisfied many esteemed guests.

At this moment, on the large screen wall in the control room, each image featured at least one stunningly beautiful young woman. Lin Aolong most enjoyed watching them being dominated by men and listening to their beautiful moans and pleas for mercy.

Lin Aolong smiled, raising his glass of red wine to the girls working so hard on the screen—

"A toast to your precious youth. The dreams you've lost will become the energy of the L Corporation, enabling us to achieve greatness and extraordinary success." He downed

it in one gulp.

Licking his lips, Lin Aolong's expression gradually turned grim.

"With so many resources used, they should be trapped, so why can't we find them?"

"You're the only one missing, and we'll be perfect..."

A cold glint flashed in Lin Aolong's eyes.

...

***

In a faraway place. In a

region untouched by the L Corporation's influence.

Si Jing and Wei Lize walked along unfamiliar streets, surrounded by towering buildings and a constant flow of pedestrians and vehicles.

The sun was scorching, forcing them to seek shelter under the trees and rest for a while.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves. Si Jing squinted, reaching out as if to catch it, but beams of light passed through her fingertips, reflecting on her bewildered face.

"It's like a beautiful dream that seems so close, yet always out of reach. Reality and dreams are always two separate lines." Si Jing sighed, her expression forlorn as she thought about her life.

Just a few days ago, she was shocked and incredulous at Wei Lize's so-called way of turning things around, even suspecting that he was lying to her.

However, having no other choice, she could only choose to believe him. She didn't even know if this decision was right, or if she would regret it!

"Are you starting to think again that this is too absurd, and that I'm lying to you?" Wei Lize asked.

Si Jing shook her head.

"Your analysis is spot on. There's no hope with the police, no hope with the media, and even my management company has been acquired by them. They've ruined my image, made me a wanted man, and forced me to pay huge breach of contract fees. My life has reached rock bottom..."

"I have no foundation here. Starting from scratch would take a long time, and the chances of being deported if I get exposed are extremely high..."

"Although it's unbelievable, and although it might be very painful, this is indeed the only hope. You probably can't imagine, but for me, as long as there's even the slightest possibility, I'll grasp it without hesitation, no matter how painful it is."

"I've always been this stubborn since I was little." Sijing smiled slightly.

"And if even you can't believe it, I'll leave this world without any regrets." Sijing said calmly, as if she were talking about something insignificant.

Wei Lize smiled bitterly. He knew Sijing was serious.

"You said before that your childhood dream was to become an artist, to shine on stage. Is it not quite what you imagined now?"

"Hehe, I feel like the future I once longed for seems to be getting further and further away." Sijing said bitterly.

"Sometimes achieving dreams is difficult, for directors and artists alike. It's normal to experience detours and hardships. Many legendary figures have gone through this, like..."

"Okay, okay, I know, I'm almost tired of those biographies of great people," Sijing interrupted with a wry smile.

"I'm worried you won't be able to hold on, that's why I keep encouraging you like this," Wei Lize laughed.

"I know, are you going to say again that one must face the darkness in their heart, that temporary compromise is not giving up, and that true heroism lies in ultimate victory?"

Wei Lize nodded earnestly, his gaze suddenly fixed on Sijing's raised left hand.

"Huh?"

A brightly colored butterfly, unafraid, landed on Sijing's fair hand, bathed in the sunlight filtering through her fingertips, its wings fluttering beautifully.

Sijing's gaze also lingered on this beautiful scene, her bewildered expression gradually softening into determination.

"I can hold on, I will definitely return to the stage!"

A familiar yet strange place.

I once feared you, loathed you, hated you, and ran away from you.

But allow me to face you once more, to make my final counterattack.

I will start anew here, shedding my ugliness like a butterfly, and becoming the most beautiful legend in the world.

***

"I heard that Senior Sijing has recently been scouted and started taking on some cases. Senior Sijing always seems so fierce, I never would have guessed she was so capable..." Qiaoning murmured.

"You call her fierce, but it's because you're always being naughty and making her angry," Zhilan teased, pinching Qiaoning's nose.

"Besides, Sijing's private efforts are beyond our imagination. She's really serious about pursuing her dreams." Zhilan's tone couldn't help but show some admiration as she said this.

"It tickles!" Qiaoning slapped Zhilan's hand away in annoyance, resting her chin on her hands, her cute face showing youthful innocence and confusion. "Senior Weizhu and Senior Mofei are the same; they've already decided to take over their family businesses. Unlike me, I just drift through life without any thoughts about the future, let alone any dreams."

"I don't know what I want to do in the future either, but... I'll find it someday, right?" Zhilan's eyes also held a hint of confusion.

Among their peers, people like Sijing, Weizhu, and Mofei are ultimately a minority. Most are still clueless about the future, filled with anticipation and longing but lacking a definite goal, after all, they are still just students.

"Sister Zhilan, what kind of people do you think we'll be in the future?" Qiaoning's eyes were filled with expectation and longing.

"This... let me think." Zhilan pondered for a moment.

"I think... maybe Qiaoqiao could be a comedian, especially the kind who leads children in singing." Zhilan said seriously.

Qiaoning was taken aback.

"Hahahaha..." Zhilan chuckled.

Qiaoning immediately puffed out her cheeks and pouted, "Ugh, I'm ignoring Sister Zhilan."

But soon, the two of them were laughing together again.

"Hahahaha... hahahahahaha..."

...

Qiaoning's eyes were somewhat vacant, the words of the person beside her faded into the background, her thoughts already drifting far away.

What are Sister Zhilan and Sister Sijing doing now?

What did the future look like to her back then?

Unbeknownst to her, Qiao Ning, kneeling on the ground, slowed her head movements, seemingly oblivious to the drool that dripped from

the corner of her mouth… “Slap, slap,” she was suddenly slapped twice on the head, bringing her back to her senses. She resumed moving her head, her tongue, which had been paused, now swirling nimbly again, “plop, plop,” deeply sucking on the hard object in her mouth.

“Haaah—” Qiao Ning opened her small mouth, taking the glans from the base of the penis back into her mouth, skillfully licking the cleft, her small hands occasionally massaging the scrotum.

Finally, the man in front of her began to moan softly in pleasure again.

He was the type who liked to talk to himself; after reminding the dazed Qiao Ning, he began to ramble on about himself, or more precisely, about his daughter who was in high school, thus triggering Qiao Ning's past memories.

"Kids these days have it too easy. They don't appreciate their parents' hard work at all, and they don't even think about how much money I spend on them..."

"And I recently discovered she seems to have a boyfriend... She has no idea how important this stage is. She's already falling behind in her studies, and she's wasting her time on this!" "

...This child is becoming increasingly disobedient. Sometimes, if I just try to advise her, she's like a powder keg, completely irritable. It's really frustrating... What do you think I should do?"

At this point, the man finally paused slightly. After

a moment of silence,

Qiao Ning suddenly realized that the other person was asking her a question. She quickly spat out the penis, wiped her mouth, and said somewhat nervously, "Councilor Peng, perhaps... we could try communicating calmly?"

"That child won't listen to anything at all. Anything else?" Peng Guifu waved his hand, somewhat annoyed.

Holding the penis in her left hand, Qiaoning gently stroked it a couple of times. After a moment's thought, she said, "It's normal for elders and children to have different perspectives. Sometimes there's no right or wrong, but someone always has to take a step back and accept the other's ideas before communication is possible. Otherwise... try inviting her boyfriend over for dinner, and you can also get a feel for his character?"

Qiaoning was thinking from her own perspective; after all, the other woman's daughter was probably around her age.

Having a boyfriend?

She seemed to have longed for one herself back in high school...

Peng Guifu pondered for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "That makes sense. It's definitely more useful to ask young people about these things." After saying that, Peng Guifu suddenly frowned, staring at Qiaoning's somewhat immature face. "You're 18, only two years older. If my daughter were like this, I'd be heartbroken..." Qiaoning

couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Even this kind of man could play the role of a good father. However, both were precious children to whom their parents had poured their hearts and souls, so of course she wouldn't receive this man's sympathy.

His daughter must be enjoying a carefree high school life right now, able to joke and bicker with her parents, laugh and chat with her friends, and strive for her dreams in the future.

"Good, almost hard enough. Turn around, I prefer from behind."

"...Yes."

Qiao Ning turned over, sticking out her buttocks, and spread her legs apart with her hands.

"Councilor Peng, please use it." Qiao Ning forced a smile.

The petite Qiao Ning was like a little deer with her buttocks sticking out. Peng Guifu slapped her a few times, rubbing his penis between Qiao Ning's legs, then pushed the head of his penis forward to open the tempting slit, slowly penetrating it.

"Mmm—" Qiao Ning frowned slightly and moaned softly.

Peng Guifu's gaze lingered on Qiao Ning's fair buttocks, where the five claw marks he had just left were still visible. He chuckled, grabbed Qiao Ning's slender waist, and began to thrust, his belly trembling with each stroke.

*Slap slap slap—

slap slap slap slap slap slap—*

"A young pussy is so good, this feeling is like…" Peng Guifu said with a satisfied expression. He leaned down, pressing his stomach against Qiao Ning's back, his hands slipping under her armpits, and began to knead her slightly raised mounds, occasionally teasing her already erect nipples.

Peng Guifu then took Qiao Ning's earlobe into his mouth from behind and began to lick it.

"What are you muttering?" Peng Guifu suddenly asked.

It turned out that Qiao Ning was buried in the pillow, muttering something, but the volume was so low that it was impossible to hear what she was saying.

However, Peng Guifu quickly stopped caring, his attention once again drawn to the girl's petite and alluring body, and continued to thrust his lower body vigorously.

A moment later.

"Huff…huff…huff…"

Peng Guifu pressed heavily on Qiao Ning, who immediately lay flat on her back, unable to move. Peng Guifu's penis was still inside her, and sticky fluid continued to flow from their point of contact, clearly indicating that he had ejaculated inside her without reservation.

Peng Guifu stroked Qiao Ning's head contentedly, kissing her cheek from behind.

"Yu Jie, Daddy will always love you."

At this moment, Qiao Ning still had her head buried in the pillow, murmuring to herself. These past few days, this method had helped her relax a lot during sex.

If you listened carefully, you could hear that Qiao Ning was saying—

Life is like rape, I'm used to it, sex is really comfortable... Life is like rape, I'm used to it, sex is really comfortable... Life is like rape, I'm used to it, sex is really comfortable... Life is like rape, I'm used to it, sex is really comfortable...

After calming down, the man's words plunged Qiaoning back into her past memories.

She suddenly wanted to know what the others were doing now.

Sister Weizhu and Sister Mofei were obvious.

The others... surely she wasn't the only one doing this?

This thought suddenly made Qiaoning feel somewhat relieved.

What Qiaoning didn't know was that Zhilan was indeed in another part of the Changjiao Residence, doing the same work of soliciting customers, and doing it with great pleasure.

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