The nurse who raped a 23-year-old virgin

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It was a hot night.

Xueling finished writing her shift handover log, glanced at the wall clock—it was 10:45 PM, 15 minutes until the handover. Xueling made her final rounds of the wards. Since it was the weekend, many patients had taken leave to go home, so several rooms were empty.

Returning to the nurses' office, her replacement was already there. After a few words of conversation, Xueling briefed them on the conditions of several critically ill patients, ending her night shift.

As usual, Xueling removed her hat, belt, and shoes in the changing room, took her change of clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, she emerged wearing a dark blue, button-down, sleeved short dress, her hair tied up with a blue hair tie. She put her toiletries back in the changing room, packed her underwear in a plastic bag and put it in her handbag, put on a pair of one-and-a-half-inch thick, flat, dark blue strappy sandals, and walked out of the break room towards the elevator.

Xue Ling had no idea that she was walking step by step into the clutches of a lecherous maniac.

Her light footsteps made a melodious sound on the marble floor as she headed towards the elevator. Then, with her delicate hands, she pushed open the heavy, metal-clad fire door in front of the elevator, and with a "bang," Xue Ling's figure stepped into the darkness of the elevator.

As soon as Xue Ling entered the elevator, she sensed something was wrong: in the dark space, there was a strange white smoke, carrying a fragrance she had never smelled before.

At first, she didn't pay much attention, assuming some patients had been secretly smoking there. But soon she was shocked. After taking a couple of puffs of that fragrance, she felt drowsy. Just a few steps from the elevator door, she suddenly felt weak all over, unable to take a step. She stumbled and almost fell, but luckily she grabbed the wall for support.

Xueling, fighting off her growing weariness, struggled to the elevator, leaning against the wall, and pressed the button. The elevator doors opened slowly and silently. In the elevator's light, she saw an incense stick beside the door, its burning tip emitting wisps of white smoke.

Just then, the door behind her clicked open, followed by hurried footsteps.

Xueling then felt a pair of strong, powerful arms encircle her slender waist from behind. These arms possessed immense strength, easily lifting her light body onto their shoulders. Before Xueling could cry out, her vision blurred, and her feet left the ground. She only had time to see that the person holding her was a man in a blue and white striped hospital gown. He wore a baseball cap pulled low over his head and a large white mask, his eyes gleaming with a lewd, sinister light.

Xueling's cries were like a kitten's meow, inaudible to anyone. She felt herself being carried into the elevator, and then, in fear and despair, the elevator doors closed silently and slowly. Xue Ling felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and then she knew nothing more.

Mi Jian, hiding behind the fire door, watched nervously. When he heard Xue Ling's footsteps, his breathing quickened. The Indian aphrodisiac he had lit in the elevator was from a magician; it was said to be used by Indian princes to deal with stubborn women who refused to submit. It was very potent; just one or two inhalations would render one immobile for 12 hours. Sure enough

, as soon as Xue Ling entered the elevator, she was under the influence of the aphrodisiac. Seeing her open the elevator door, Mi Jian knew he couldn't miss this opportunity. He immediately took several deep breaths, held his breath, pushed open the fire door, and quickly stepped inside. He embraced Xue Ling's soft body from behind, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and entered the elevator. Xue Ling was no longer able to resist.

Without hesitation, he pressed the "36" button, then watched the elevator doors slowly close and begin to ascend rapidly. Only then did he dare to take a long breath; the aphrodisiac was too powerful, and he didn't want to fall for it himself.

The elevator smoothly ascended to the 36th floor, the top floor.

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened, and Mi Jian, carrying the unconscious Xue Ling, stepped out into a long, dark corridor. This area, usually used for administrative offices, was deserted.

Mi Jian skillfully navigated two turns and arrived at the stairwell leading to the rooftop. Perhaps due to his excitement, he nearly tripped while climbing the stairs.

He adjusted Xue Ling on his shoulder, pushed open the slightly ajar rooftop door with his foot, and a cool night breeze blew in from the sea, making Mi Jian realize he was drenched in sweat. Passing the whirring cooling tower, Mi Jian went straight to the second floor of the elevator machine room and slipped into a small room next door.

High up in the hospital building, in a corner of the rooftop, no one noticed a small window suddenly illuminated in the midsummer night.

Mi Jian turned on the fluorescent light, instantly dispelling the darkness of the small room. He gently placed Xue Ling on the old sofa in the middle of the room and turned to leave. He went straight to the rooftop door, closed it again, and locked it from the inside. He had gone to great lengths to ensure a perfect start to his plan and didn't want to take any risks.

After finishing all this, he returned to the cabin, his clothes soaked with sweat. He took off his hat, mask, and clothes, leaving only a black face mask, and began to scrutinize his prey leaning against the sofa.

Xue Ling was softly reclining on the sofa, her head resting on one armrest, her hands folded in front of her chest. Her dark blue short-sleeved dress was beltless, with a row of buttons down the front, and the hem was very short, only about ten centimeters above her knees, revealing a large portion of Xue Ling's beautiful, fair, and slender legs. The dress was narrow and form-fitting, thus exposing Xue Ling's graceful figure.

At this moment, Xue Ling's body was half-reclined, her jade-like legs bent and dangling over the edge of the chair. Xue Ling had a pair of beautiful feet, and the deep blue strappy sandals she wore made her crystal-clear feet appear like pure white lotuses. Ten perfectly proportioned toes were neatly exposed, their carefully manicured nails coated with a thin layer of clear nail polish, like ten rose petals applied.

At the heel, her rounded ankles were alluring, and through the gap between her ankles and the shoe, one could see her white soles. Her calves were as white as jade lotus roots, slender and firm, their smooth skin gleaming with a captivating luster. Her short dress couldn't conceal her long thighs, and her bent posture left one side of her thigh almost completely exposed.

Mi Jian's gaze was fixed directly on the exposed area on the back of Xue Ling's thigh, the fair and delicate skin stimulating his lust. He stood up, straightened Xue Ling's leaning body, rested her head on the back of the chair, slightly raised it, and placed her hands on the armrests.

He knelt down, reached out and grasped Xue Ling's snow-white calves, pulling them straight. Then, he tilted his head, his gaze following the smooth curve of her thighs down into her skirt…

His hands held Xue Ling's slender legs in his, the delicate, smooth skin feeling like jade, cool and moist. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss Xue Ling's calves.

After a passionate kiss, he lifted Xue Ling's left foot and placed it on his knee as he knelt, beginning to unfasten the shoe buckle on the outside of her foot. The buckle came undone, the thin shoelace slipped out, and one of Xue Ling's beautiful feet was freed, revealed to Mi Jian.

Soon, Mi Jian also took off Xue Ling's right shoe, then held these crystal-clear feet in his hands, admiring them closely. These jade feet were perfect; any addition or subtraction would be too much or too little. Their skin color, shape, and softness were all exquisite. Mi Jian couldn't resist kneeling down and licking them.

After playing with her to his heart's content, Mi Jian gently lowered Xue Ling's bare feet and began to caress her shapely thighs with both hands. His hands moved higher and higher on her smooth skin, eventually reaching under her skirt. His hands groped and soon touched the base of her thighs. The skirt was so tight that he had to stick one hand out, but at the same time, his other hand had already lifted the edge of Xue Ling's panties, his fingers slipping between her legs.

He touched a raised mound and a patch of soft grass on top—Xue Ling's full mons pubis and lovely pubic hair. Mi Jian couldn't help but smile smugly. He happily played with her mons pubis with one hand, while his other hand eagerly began to unbutton Xue Ling's dress.

He unbuttoned the dress one button at a time from bottom to top. Slowly, he saw the beautiful dark blue panties between her white thighs, and of course, his own hand inside. Then he saw a patch of white—Xue Ling's beautiful lower abdomen. Next, even her dark blue bra top was revealed—it was real silk.

When he unbuttoned the last button, he withdrew his other hand from her mons pubis. He grabbed the already loosened hem of the dress and pulled it apart, then grabbed the collar and pulled it down. The blue dress was pulled down to her elbows, leaving Xue Ling only in her dark blue underwear.

Mi Jian gazed at the full, seemingly bursting breasts beneath her snow-white neck and couldn't help but reach out and touch them. Even through her bra, the soft, elastic breasts made him swallow hard. He pulled the bra up to Xue Ling's chin, finally exposing her two snow-white, alluring breasts to him.

These crystal-clear, white peaks had always haunted Mi Jian's dreams, and now he could finally enjoy these unguarded, beautiful breasts to his heart's content. Without hesitation, Mi Jian immediately grasped these delicate, smooth beauties and began to knead them.

Xue Ling's breasts were evenly hemispherical, with fair, translucent skin that was incredibly tender. Her areolas and nipples were small, pink, and delicate, and extremely sensitive. A gentle touch was enough to make the two soft, adorable little points quickly stand erect, their color turning a vibrant peach-pink.

Mi Jian strongly suspected that Xue Ling's beautiful breasts had never been caressed by a man before. The thought that Xue Ling might still be a virgin, and that he might be her first man, filled Mi Jian with excitement.

He forgot about savoring the soft, warm comfort of Xue Ling's chest; one hand supported her lower back, lifting her up, while the other grabbed the top edge of her panties and pulled them down forcefully. After some effort, the dark blue panties were finally pulled down to her knees, revealing the mound and grass beneath her abdomen, and the entrance to her secret garden hidden between her legs was now before him.

Impatient, Mi Jian didn't wait to completely remove Xue Ling's panties before his right hand plunged into the lower part of the black triangle at the base of her thigh. His purpose was to examine and confirm. His right index finger quickly found the secret spot in the valley within the dark forest, and without hesitation, he parted the delicate jade gate and thrust inside! His

rough fingers quickly encountered an obstacle; a thin membrane blocked the way, leaving only a small opening in the middle…

Xue Ling was a virgin! The beautiful, white body beneath him, half-undressed, was that of a virgin!

This discovery filled Mi Jian with ecstatic joy, almost making him jump for joy. In his ecstasy, he opened his backpack, took out the camera he had prepared beforehand, and started taking pictures of Xue Ling, whose clothes were mostly off, leaving her private parts completely exposed. The rooftop hut was filled with the occasional blinding flashes and the clicking of camera shutters…

Perhaps it was Mi Jian's rough examination of her genitals, perhaps it was the constant flashing of the camera, or perhaps the effects of the sleeping potion had worn off prematurely due to insufficient inhalation—in any case, Xue Ling slowly woke up while Mi Jian was taking pictures.

Her vision gradually cleared, and what she saw immediately shocked the young and beautiful girl: she was in a small hut, slumped against a sofa, her clothes disheveled: her skirt was unbuttoned and pulled down behind her back, her bra was pulled down to her neck, and her underwear was pulled up to her knees. She was almost completely naked, her white breasts and private parts exposed to the night wind without any cover.

What terrified her even more was that a man wearing only a black mask, revealing his mouth, nose, and eyes, and completely naked, was holding a camera and taking pictures incessantly.

Xue Ling remembered fainting in the elevator and being carried on the shoulder of a man in a hospital gown…

She had encountered a pervert! This horrifying thought flashed through her mind for the first time, and she struggled and cried for help, but her limbs seemed to belong to no one; she couldn't move them at all, and couldn't even utter a sound.

"I've inhaled anesthetic!" Professional instinct told Xue Ling what had happened, and her heart was immediately gripped by immense terror.

The flashes continued, and Xue Ling dared not imagine what might happen next.

As Mi Jian watched Xue Ling gradually awaken, he continued to press the shutter button unhurriedly. He knew that even if Xue Ling regained consciousness, her body would still be immobile; she was still a lamb to the slaughter. Moreover, witnessing her pain and helplessness as her virginity was taken from her filled Mi Jian with extraordinary excitement. He put down his camera, squatted down in front of Xue Ling, and gently stroked her entire body. When

Xue Ling saw the stranger's large hands reaching towards her pure, white body, which had never been touched by a man before, her breathing immediately quickened, and her high, firm breasts rose and fell with her shallow, rapid breaths. The moment those large hands touched her smooth, white skin, her body tensed.

Mi Jian's hands slid from bottom to top over her thighs, lower abdomen, and slender waist; her white skin was as smooth as satin. His hands reached to Xue Ling's high, firm breasts, grasping one of her glistening, round breasts as if holding two snow-white jade balls, and began to knead and caress them wantonly. At the same time, he buried his head in Xue Ling's abdomen, licking and sucking her delicate, jade-like skin. His mouth moved lower and lower, suddenly pressing against the rounded mons pubis between Xue Ling's legs, gently kissing and nibbling.

Attacked on two of the most sensitive areas of the young girl, Xue Ling felt a tingling, electric-like sensation coursing through her body. Her smooth skin immediately trembled slightly, her thin red lips parted slightly, revealing a row of neat, white teeth, and her clear eyes held a confused yet irresistible gaze. Her long eyelashes began to tremble incessantly.

Mi Jian clearly felt the slight changes in the body beneath his hands. He was delighted by Xue Ling's sensitivity, so he slid his hand to Xue Ling's buttocks, placed her hands on his shoulders, and lifted her up with a forceful lift. He quickly walked to the bed, which had been covered with a dark green mattress, and gently laid her down.

Xue Ling was already panting heavily from Mi Jian's caresses. When she was lifted and placed on the bed, she understood what fate awaited her. She was terrified that her virginity, which she had guarded for 23 years, was about to be taken by a stranger, that her pure and innocent body would be violated. She was powerless to resist, and a single, crystal-clear tear finally welled up in her eye.

Mi Jian, however, had been waiting patiently. He turned Xue Ling over, reached out and pulled off her hair tie, causing her long, beautiful black hair to cascade down. He grabbed her short dress, which had slipped down to her elbows, and yanked it down, tossing it back. The dark blue dress, like a wounded butterfly, drifted far to the ground.

Next, he unhooked the clasp of Xue Ling's bra at the back, then forcefully pulled the dark blue bra-top from her head to her back, leaving her upper body completely naked. Mi Jian then removed her silk panties, which had fallen to her knees, from between her legs, completely exposing Xue Ling's body.

He brought Xue Ling's underwear to his nose and sniffed it. Besides the lingering fragrance of shower gel from her recent shower, he also caught Xue Ling's unique, delicate orchid-like body scent. He took a deep breath, then pulled her panties over his head.

He reached out and ripped off the thin silver chain around Xue Ling's neck. The pendant was a silver cross given to him by her boyfriend, but now it was carelessly tossed into the dust under the bed.

After doing all this, Mi Jian turned Xue Ling's naked, pristine white body over, laying her flat in the center of the bed.

"Even if Jesus were to come back to life, he couldn't save you, beauty," Mi Jian whispered in Xue Ling's ear.

Xue Ling remained as quiet as a docile lamb, allowing the demon to remove her clothes piece by piece until she was completely naked. Now, her flawless, snow-white body was exposed before the demon. Her proud, perfect curves, smooth, white skin, soft, firm breasts, and tender, all-encompassing beauty—this precious body that every man would risk his life to protect—was now defenselessly exposed to the demon's grasp, ready to be ravaged and defiled. The

demon's eyes were filled with bestial lust, staring intently at her, his gaze frequently lingering on her chest and genitals. Xue Ling was filled with shame and fear, yet unable to stop his lewd gaze from ravaging her.

With her arms outstretched and her long, slender legs spread wide, Mi Jian positioned the naked woman in a "X" shape, a helpless and poignant posture, allowing every part of her youthful and alluring body to be within his sight.

He took the camera and captured this provocative moment. He kept changing angles to photograph Xue Ling's naked body until the film ran out.

The intense flashes and the almost masochistic poses brought tears to Xue Ling's eyes. Her pitiful eyes were filled with pleading, as if begging Mi Jian to stop his humiliation and violation. However, when Mi Jian met the girl's desperate gaze, it only fueled his long-suppressed desire for her.

Mi Jian put down the camera and sat on the edge of the bed. His penis, now swollen and thick, rubbed against Xue Ling's delicate face. Xue Ling was terrified by the large penis and closed her eyes tightly. She felt the ugly thing rubbing against her body, slowly circling from her cheeks and neck to her breasts. Every place rubbed felt hot, and she felt a strong sense of disgust.

Mi Jian let out two triumphant chuckles, like the hooting of an owl. Suddenly, Mi Jian pounced on Xue Ling, his large mouth pressing tightly against her thin, tender lips in a passionate kiss. His rough tongue roughly pried open her mouth, plunging inside and teasing her relentlessly, unwilling to leave for a long time. His heavy breathing and hot breath almost suffocated Xue Ling.

Mi Jian's hands also began to caress Xue Ling's body, his movements firm and powerful, repeatedly stroking her radiant, flawless white skin. Xue Ling's beautiful ankles, long, white legs, flat and smooth abdomen, and firm, snow-white breasts all obediently received his warm, wet palms. He bent down and began to kiss Xue Ling's beautiful feet, sucking on her delicate toes and licking her smooth soles with his tongue.

The incredibly itchy sensation lasted for a while, and then Xue Ling felt his tongue wriggling along her thigh. Mi Jian kissed Xue Ling's delicate, smooth skin, kneading her breasts as he went. His fingers pinched her cute little nipples, pulling them upwards, then flicking and teasing them with his index finger. Eventually, he pressed her white breasts together forcefully, creating a deep cleavage, and his hot, large mouth sucked on one of her nipples.

Xue Ling felt her chest swell, itch, and ache from the caresses; the intense stimulation caused her to let out a soft moan, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her smooth forehead. Finally, the hot mouth left her chest, but Xue Ling was startled and almost screamed, because Mi Jian, while kissing her, was moving towards her genitals.

"No!" Xue Ling's scream was barely audible to herself, and was immediately silenced by the urge from her lower body.

Mi Jian's hands teased her inner thighs, his tongue already eagerly licking her full, pink labia majora. Xue Ling's body tensed even more, her outstretched hands gripping the blanket beneath her.

Mi Jian's head rested on Xue Ling's mons pubis, his face touching her soft, dark pubic hair, his tongue relentlessly licking her open vulva. With each lick, he felt Xue Ling's body tremble, and soon, clear love fluid flowed from her untouched garden. Xue Ling's legs were spread wide, unable to protect her vulva, allowing Mi Jian's tongue to tease her lower body until it itched unbearably.

She had never experienced the pleasures of love before; her eyes were tightly closed, her mouth slightly open, and she was panting heavily. Soon, her lips were dry, and her fair face was flushed. Seeing Xue Ling's insatiable expression, Mi Jian's lust intensified, and his fingers began to tease her vulva wantonly until Xue Ling's lower body was wet. Only then did he stop, placing a white silk scarf beneath Xue Ling, and then aiming his impatient penis at her vulva.

Just as Xue Ling managed to catch her breath, she felt as if a red-hot iron was pressing against her lower body. The sensation made her slightly open her eyes, and she was immediately overwhelmed with shock and fear, almost fainting: the demon had spread his legs and straddled her, his thick penis erect and thrusting like a venomous snake towards her genitals! Xue Ling desperately tried to move away, desperately trying to avoid that ugly penis, but she couldn't move at all.

"Baby, I'm coming in," the owl-like chuckle rang out again. The demon whispered in her ear, then thrust forward.

Xue Ling immediately felt a sharp, stabbing pain in her lower body; before the pain subsided, another intense pain followed, even more intense than the first, as if a sharp sword had been plunged into her body; by the third intense pain, she had almost lost all feeling.

She felt as if she were being forcibly stretched open, her lower body filled to the brim with venomous snakes, the opening of her vagina feeling as if it were being ripped open. She knew that her virginity had been cruelly and brutally taken, and this man before her had taken her first time. In immense pain and sorrow, the poor girl's face was already wet with tears.

Then she felt the venomous snakes inside her begin to rotate and throb, the tidal wave of stimulation finally breaking down her last line of defense. The thin vaginal walls were gradually stretched open by the grinding and thrusting of the snake's head, the snakes burrowing deeper and deeper inside her, until finally the snakes raised their ugly heads and bit down on the soft cervix at the top of her vagina, and her body went completely limp...

Mi Jian's first thrust failed to penetrate Xue Ling's thin hymen, so he adjusted his position, held Xue Ling's slender waist with both hands, and thrust forward again.

The engorged glans felt the barrier in front of it resist slightly, but finally could not resist and was penetrated, the penis almost halfway in. In an instant, he felt his penis being tightly enveloped by the warm, narrow passage, and a strong urge arose within him. This virgin's vagina was so tight!

He thrust forward again, but the path was too tight and narrow; his penis only penetrated a few centimeters before he had to pull back. He was amazed by Xue Ling's resilience. The woman's body beneath him was taut like a bowstring. He knew he couldn't force his way in, so he pulled his penis back a little further and began grinding and rotating it against the walls of Xue Ling's passage.

Sure enough, with each grinding, the passage overflowed with fluids. With sufficient lubrication, his penis broke through the virgin's tight passage, striking Xue Ling's precious flower core.

He began to thrust, the glans slamming heavily against Xue Ling's cervix with each stroke. The tight virgin vagina excited him greatly, each impact accompanied by the sound of pubic bones striking each other. Soon he noticed that Xue Ling's body had completely gone limp. He knew she had been conquered and had given up resistance, so he thrust even more vigorously.

He withdrew his penis, a thin line of bright red blood clinging to its massive cylindrical shaft. He glanced at Xue Ling's genitals; the flowing love fluid was also tinged with a striking crimson, trickling from her vulva down her snow-white thighs and onto the white silk scarf beneath her. She was indeed a virgin. Mi Jian thrust his penis back into Xue Ling and began pumping.

He lay on top of her, kneading her high, white breasts with both hands, leaving passionate kisses on her forehead, behind her ears, and on her cheeks, licking away the tear stains on her beautiful face, then pressing his lips against hers in a long, drawn-out kiss.

Her face was turned to the side, her brows furrowed, her smooth face contorted with pain, but Mi Jian felt the warm, white body beneath him gradually welcoming his intrusion, and he grew increasingly excited.

As Mi Jian's penis thrust in and out with increasing force, Xue Ling gradually lost her senses. The intruder's repeated friction intensely stimulated her secret passage, the forced squeeze causing pain that penetrated to the bone. Finally, the helpless girl succumbed to the devil's ravages, her steadfast clitoris easily breached.

Xue Ling felt immense shame and pain, yet her sensitive body instinctively betrayed her thoughts. The pleasure in her chest and lower body gradually overwhelmed the pain and shame of being violated. Her secret passage continuously flowed clear nectar under the humiliation, and even her vulva opened and closed with the thrusting of the penis. Her

soft breasts turned pink from the constant rubbing, her round areolas became engorged with blood, and her small nipples were already hard and erect. Her body was completely relaxed, except for the skin on her inner thighs, which spasmed from the pain of the continuous penetration. Xueling felt her soul had left her; she was like a speck of dust in the boundless universe, drifting in darkness.

With each repeated thrust, the pain in her lower body gradually lessened. Her vagina, after its initial sudden expansion, slowly became moist. The constant friction between the penis and the vaginal walls aroused Xueling, gradually causing her to give up resistance and even cooperate with the rapist's movements. Under this guidance, Xueling's body involuntarily became limp and boneless.

Mi Jian, of course, sensed this, and a cruel thought arose. Suddenly, Mi Jian's penis stopped thrusting and withdrew from her tight vagina.

Xueling felt a sudden emptiness in her lower body, then all sensation vanished. Immediately, an unbearable tingling sensation swept over her, like millions of ants crawling on her body. The constricted passage suddenly opened, and the thin inner walls immediately became engorged with blood. She was tormented by this sudden interruption of torture, panting heavily.

Just then, Mi Jian's penis thrust in again with all its might! Her engorged vulva was at its most delicate and tender, and the sudden, violent thrusting pushed it to its limit.

"Ah—" Xue Ling was immediately overwhelmed by the tearing pain in her lower body, letting out a agonizing scream.

Mi Jian forcefully spread her legs together again, and another wave of excruciating pain completely robbed Xue Ling of any will to live; even Mi Jian's triumphant and cruel laughter seemed to fade away.

Mi Jian's thrusting had reached its peak; with each "slurp, slurp" of the thrusting, Xue Ling groaned and gasped in pain, while Mi Jian, panting heavily, felt his lower body throbbing with the urge to ejaculate.

With a frenzied thrusting, Mi Jian's penis pressed tightly against the center of Xue Ling's flower, his hands gripping her firm, full breasts, his fingers digging deep into her soft, full peaks. His lower body slammed against her pubic area, and after a spasm, Mi Jian felt a throbbing pain in his groin, the surging heat within him finally erupting and shooting into Xue Ling's soft, warm womb.

The union of man and woman was completed in an instant, both letting out soft sighs. Mi Jian lay satisfied on Xue Ling's beautiful body, gratified by such a perfect and stimulating union.

"I have you, you belong to me," Mi Jian whispered in Xue Ling's ear.

Two hot tears streamed from Xue Ling's tightly closed eyes; she knew her pure and innocent body had been lost.

Xue Ling felt waves of pain all over her body. Red marks from the devil's ten fingers were left on her snow-white breasts, and her private parts, swollen and burning from the pressure and friction, felt like they had been burned.

But none of this compared to the immense pain in her heart. Her longing for a better life, her expectations for a happy future—everything—was stolen and destroyed in this moment by the man who had violated her. She was powerless to resist the misfortune that fate had brought her, and could only silently accept the tragic reality.

Night had fallen, and Mi Jian's limp penis remained inside Xue Ling's warm body, a thin, viscous white fluid slowly flowing from her swollen vulva. He lay beside Xue Ling, one hand gently stroking her sweat-drenched, smooth black hair, the other lightly kneading her abused breasts, his legs tightly entwined between her thighs.

The fragrance emanating from her smooth body grew stronger, and her ravaged body radiated an even more alluring glow. Mi Jian held Xue Ling's beautiful, naked body, licking her smooth back and soft buttocks, his hands kneading her proud breasts.

Mi Jian felt his penis slowly harden again, and without hesitation, he began to thrust once more.

A cool night breeze blew into the rooftop hut, lifting Xue Ling's long hair, which danced in the wind. Under the devil's clutches, she continued to offer her maidenly beauty, her white, naked body rising and falling with the intense thrusts. Her clean face no longer showed sorrow or pain; she only wished never to wake up...

The eastern dawn gradually appeared, the lights in the rooftop hut still bright. The humiliation and defilement had finally stopped.

Xue Ling, her body having endured so much humiliation, had fallen into a deep sleep.

Mi Jian pulled the limp, drooping snake from Xue Ling's vagina, rubbed his aching lower back, and rolled off the bed. He draped a dress over Xue Ling, glanced one last time at the beautiful body that drove him mad, dressed himself, and left the small house with her still-fragrant underwear.

When Xue Ling awoke in pain, she was already dressed. She struggled to get out of bed, enduring the stinging pain as she dressed.

A cool breeze blew a piece of paper that had been lying on the chair to her face.

On the white paper were striking words written in blood: "You will always belong to me!"

Xue Ling could no longer contain her fear and shame, and burst into tears, covering her face...

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