The Call of the Wild

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Chapter 1: The Devil's Smile

He slowly pushed open the glass door and entered the shop. The sex shop was
spotless , not a trace of gloom. He walked to the counter, about to speak, when he suddenly froze. Behind the counter was
a girl. (Hehe, this is interesting!) "Sir, what would you like?"

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"Ah...ah..."

His mother's body convulsed rhythmically with the man's movements. The man's hands frantically kneaded his mother's
large breasts, his mouth licking her cleavage, back and forth, incessantly. His lower body thrust harder, bringing
his mother to an even greater climax. One black, one white body swayed, copulating, enjoying the ultimate
pleasure .

He hid behind the door, watching his mother indifferently. He knew that the man wasn't his father.

Suddenly, his father entered. He, his mother, the man, and his father all froze. No...no,
he shouldn't have come back, wasn't he supposed to be working overtime?

He would never forget that day. His father's face gradually turned blue, and he abruptly drew his pistol, ending
the man's life. His father, like a madman, grabbed his mother, choking her throat, and brutally violated her, harder and
harder! He cried and screamed, trying to stop his father…

When he was seven, his father was sentenced to death for premeditated murder and attempted murder.

Until high school, he attended an all-boys school. He never had contact with women. Privately, he possessed countless Japanese AV
magazines and almost all the AV magazines of recent years. This was his secret world, his own private world
. He lived a dark life in this unreal world, but he considered himself content. He didn't believe in real
women.

(Those beasts!)

He was twenty-five years old, an electronics engineer at K Information Technology Company.

That day, after working overtime until midnight, he hurriedly left the company and drove home. The rain came
suddenly , and in the blurry distance ahead, a hand suddenly reached out and stopped his car.

"Excuse me, there are no more cars this late, and it's suddenly raining so hard. Could you please give me a
ride?"

A clear voice rang out. He couldn't help but turn to look at the girl who spoke. She was so young, probably only
eighteen . Her long hair reached her waist, and her face was delicate and quite charming. She wore a short-sleeved
white dress, which clung tightly to her body after being soaked by the rain, appearing semi-transparent. Her bra
was faintly visible , and the two small objects in the center of the cups were clearly protruding, forming a beautiful curve. The lower half of the dress
was a short skirt, which was damp, and the inner thighs were clearly visible. Her white panties were also a little wet, and a black triangle was vaguely visible in
the semi-transparent fabric , which was quite sexy.

"Get in!"

"Thank you! Could you please take me to the dormitory at T University?" The girl sat down in the seat next to him
.

This was the first time he had been so close to a real girl. He seemed to smell a different scent, one
he had never smelled before, so fragrant, so alluring.

(Is it the scent of a virgin?) Suddenly, he remembered a line from an adult film.

(No... I can't think about it, all women lie! Only adult films are real!)

He struggled to suppress the beast within him, Ai Iijima, Mai Asakura, Hitomi Shiraishi. (I must control my desires!)

A fence bound the beast, but it struggled fiercely.

"Are you working overtime?" A crisp voice rang out, breaking through a corner of the fence, but the beast remained trapped inside.

"Hmm! You're home so late too?"

"I live in the dormitory, it's fine!" He suddenly remembered the film 'Tokyo Female University Students' Nightlife,'
wasn't that exactly the dialogue between Kaori Tamura and the male lead in that adult film?

Another corner of the fence collapsed.

"You're soaked!"

"Yeah! That rain came out of nowhere, I didn't have time to react!" The girl smiled, "You'll need to take a good hot shower
when you get back !"

His mind conjured up the image of her showering, water gently flowing over her cheeks, her slender white neck,
her full breasts, her pert red nipples, her smooth belly, her cute little belly button,
gathering into a small waterfall in her dark, mysterious area…

(No, don't say it!) The demon had already reached out halfway, about to possess his soul. He struggled to resist
, recalling his favorite AV actresses, their moans, their rises and falls, their rises and falls, (Wait,
why am I more and more excited! Stop! Stop!)

The girl leaned closer, smiling sweetly at him, "Luckily, I met such a kind and handsome guy like you who's willing to take me
home !"

He looked down, and the girl's neckline was right in front of his eyes; the gap between her cleavage and bra was so narrow, no!
So wide! No! Narrow! Wide! Narrow! His thoughts were in turmoil, his breathing became rapid, and his face gradually flushed red.
He trembled all over. No!

(That frankincense!)

The fence shattered, the beast was released, and the demon rampaged aimlessly within him!

He jerked the steering wheel, the car swerving and sliding to the left on the dark, deserted street, the girl being
pulled . "What's going on?"

The car came to a stop, and the girl on top of him sensed something was wrong. A hard object pressed against her chin. She looked up
at him and asked anxiously, "Are you alright?"

"No! I'm fine! But you're in trouble!"

The demon revealed an evil smile, and the girl couldn't help but shiver. "You..."

He grabbed the girl's shoulders and forced her against the back of the seat. The movable car seat
reclined , joining the back seat to form a huge cushion. The girl struggled, grabbing his arms with both hands,
trying to push him away, her legs kicking and twisting desperately. But his strength was unexpected; straddling
her lap, her struggles were completely futile.

She screamed, but he remained unmoved. In the dead of night, no one would disturb them.

He suddenly gripped her hands, pressing her together with his left hand, making it impossible for her to break free. His right hand pressed down forcefully...
He ripped the bodice of her dress, revealing a white lace bra. He slipped his index finger between the bra and her
cleavage, pulling hard downwards, and her beautiful, full breasts sprang out. Two red dots on her snow-white mounds,
like ripe cherries, beckoned him to taste them. He gasped, bending down to gently take her left breast into his mouth.

"No…don't do this!" Her scream turned into a pitiful plea, and
tears .

There was no need to pay her any attention. His tongue, moistened with saliva, slowly circled her
areola, one circle, two circles… while his right hand vigorously kneaded her right breast. He clearly felt the small dot
in the center rapidly harden, the nipple touching his teeth; he became even more excited!

He pressed down on her half-naked body. The girl's limbs still struggled, but only weakly
. He suckled at her nipple, his infantile instincts surfacing as he greedily
absorbed her life force. He released her hands, sliding them down to her genitals and removing her
tattered dress. She sensed his intentions, clutching her damp panties tightly, trying to hold onto her last line of
defense. But instead of trying to remove her last white garment, he used her grip to pull
the sides of the panties forcefully towards her upper body.

"Stop...stop...no..." Her pleas turned into moans, and she could barely speak.

The panties sank deep into her vulva, her labia majora biting down on the white fabric. A
jolt of electricity coursed through her body, leaving her numb and powerless. The once-transparent panties, soaked by the rain, were now
completely transparent, revealing her pink genitals clearly.

"Ahhh..."

the girl cried out. Her body felt like it was on fire, so hot!

His hands didn't stop; he continued pulling the panties down, slipping them over her hands and thighs, so that her hands and thighs
were inside the opening on the same side of the panties. Then he continued pulling up, and with each pull, the girl groaned. Finally, he
forcefully pulled the sides of the panties over the girl's shoulders. To secure them, he stretched the girl's arms upwards, making them straight.
This created a narrow V-shape from the girl's shoulders to her genitals. Her hands
were gripped and stretched forward forcefully. With each pull, the bottom of the V-shape sank deeper into her vulva. Her labia majora
closed again, and the dark bush once more covered her opening. Clear fluid dripped from her vulva
. The girl couldn't take it anymore; her snow-white thighs twisted restlessly back and forth, and her buttocks began
to sway . The intense heat emanating from her body was palpable even to him, who was pressing down on her.

"No...no, ah...ah..."

The devil wouldn't stop there. He gripped the two diagonal lines of the V-shape, making them a straight line, and
rubbed the girl's vulva back and forth with his hands. The girl's vaginal fluid had already gathered into a
small river, wetting the front seat of the car. The girl's whole body began to writhe, but she couldn't shake off the itching discomfort
and desire. Fire burned throughout her body. He stopped sucking, lowered his head to her vulva, and began to lick her
vaginal fluid . In no time, he licked it dry, and the girl's pubic hair was covered with glistening beads of what he couldn't tell if it was sweat, saliva
, or her vaginal fluid. He felt thirsty, and licking wasn't enough. It seemed that her vagina—the source of the spring—wasn't
dry up . Without thinking, his tongue, like a giant snake, plunged forward into her secret cave. In and out, it instantly
became even wetter. The sticky liquid had an indescribable deliciousness. He licked it vigorously, not letting a single drop go to waste.

"Mmm...mmm..." The girl's moans grew louder, her hands flailing wildly, grabbing the car door
handle and clinging to it tightly; without support, she couldn't bear it.

He seemed to have discovered the inexhaustible spring and abandoned his licking. He gently parted her
labia with both hands. A thick white line was stuck on her labia minora; he pulled it down. A green fruit was
vaguely revealed before her eyes. He sat up, took off his suit and underwear, and
held his long-awaited black pillar in front of the girl, waving it.

"No!" The girl finally understood why people called it an ugly thing.
It looked , but now the real thing was swaying back and forth in front of her, so huge, so ugly—it was
the embodiment of a demon, and this demon was about to enter her body through her tiny hole. How terrifying!

"Going in!"

He aimed the head of his penis at the secret opening and slowly inserted it. Because of the lubrication of the girl's fluids, he
easily put the head of his penis in. Just as the girl was resting, expecting him to enter gently, he
thrust forcefully, plunging his entire massive penis inside, as if piercing through a thin membrane, all the way to the hilt.

"Ahhhhh!" the girl cried out in pain, the unexpected, sudden pain unbearable.
Tears streamed down her face.

A wave of pleasure surged from the tip of his penis, a wonderfully pleasurable sensation. His penis grew hot. He withdrew halfway,
then thrust in again with force, in and out, in and out, his penis already stained with the girl's first blood. His
thrusts grew increasingly arousing, and the girl's body involuntarily swayed up and down with each stroke. "Ahhhhhh... umm... umm
... ahhhhh..." they both moaned softly, the fire burning ever brighter, the pleasure rising higher and higher. His
thrusts quickened, his cries growing louder, "Ah!" In that instant, they both reached
their climax . He used his last ounce of strength to send the scalding liquid into the girl's womb, his body collapsing onto her
naked form. The black monster, however, seemed possessed by a demon, relentlessly thrusting into the girl's genitals.

"You...you demon!"

he cried, looking up at the girl after her climax, her cheeks still flushed, her virgin blood staining the front seat of the
car . The red offering had once again summoned the demon; before the sun rose, the night was still long.

The demon's stage had come to a close.

(What a pity, such a beautiful girl!)

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The administrators opened the church doors, preparing to clean everything needed for the morning service, but were shocked.
The Christ sculpture on the crucifix had shattered on the ground, and nailed to the cross was a naked...
A female body. In the same pose as the original Jesus statue, her hands were outstretched and nailed to the ends of the cross. Her beautiful face
hung serenely over her chest, as if in a deep sleep. Long hair cascaded down her erect breasts to her navel. Her legs were crossed, and
between her thighs, amidst the dense pubic hair, small red droplets slowly dripped, forming
a small, blood-red puddle on the ground. On her beautiful left breast, a strange "A" was stained with blood.

The staff stared, mouth agape, stunned for three or four minutes before screaming like pigs being slaughtered and rushing out of the church to
call the police.

"The deceased has been identified as a suspected rape-murder victim, a second-year female student surnamed Li from T University. She went dancing with friends
last night and disappeared overnight. Her body was found this morning at the R Cathedral in the city. The cause of death
is determined to be strangulation. Police…"

He reached out and turned off the radio, a faint smile playing on his lips. This was just the beginning!

Night quickly returned.

Needing what he needed, he turned into a dark alley and entered a brightly lit sex shop. Surprisingly
, a girl was working there.

The allure of darkness once again quietly took hold of his heart.

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Chapter Two: The Girl's Gasps

He quietly observed her. She must be a female student working part-time! Her eyes were bright and clear, wide open, staring at
him; she seemed quite adorable. A black sleeveless dress clung tightly to her upper body, highlighting the curves of her breasts, which rose
and fell gently with her breath. Underneath the dress, she wore a white low-cut t-shirt, and from the low
neckline could almost see a black bra. Her waist perfectly complemented the size of her breasts, forming a beautiful curve.
Unfortunately, her lower body was obscured by the counter, making it impossible to see clearly.

"Sir, what would you like?" the girl greeted him warmly. There were no other customers in the shop besides him
. A lonely girl working in such a shop late at night—what a bold girl.

A smile played on his lips as he responded to her.

"I want aphrodisiacs."

"Uh!" The girl was taken aback, she had never seen such a direct customer before.

"The kind that will turn a girl into a slut."

"Oh!" The girl didn't quite understand at first, and slowly went into the back room to get a ladder.

"We have them in our shop, but we keep them quite high up, so the police won't come and check. Uh! Sir, you know,
these are contraband."

"Huh! How dare a girl like you work here so late at night?"

"For the money! I come here at night to watch the shop for the boss, from six to ten o'clock, I get a thousand dollars!" "

Why doesn't the boss watch the shop himself?"

"He has other business to do!"

The girl climbed the ladder with her back to him and reached into the high cabinet.

He looked at her back and carefully observed her whole body. Her half-length black hair was tied into a big braid and draped over
her shoulders , her delicate pink neck made one want to bite it. The black dress seemed too small, revealing her figure
clearly, and from the short hem, one could almost see her snow-white thighs. A glimpse of lace panties was visible,
the black underwear nestled within the black skirt adding an air of mystery. Her calves were smooth and shapely, and her white socks and black shoes
perfectly complemented her outfit. What a beautiful young woman!

"Aren't you afraid of being harassed late at night?"

The girl turned and smiled. "I keep several cans of pepper spray under the counter!"

"Oh!"

The girl turned back to look for something, and he suddenly leaned forward, slipping his right hand under her skirt.

"Ah!" The girl screamed, her thighs instinctively clamping his hand shut—a normal reaction.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Although his hand was trapped, his fingers had already touched her private parts, but only his index finger could move
. He gently touched her labia through her panties, moving back and forth across the uneven lace.

(It really is lace!)

"No, don't do this, sir!"

The girl felt a tingling sensation, but she couldn't open her legs, and her upper body couldn't move freely either.
She could only maintain this position, clamping his hand between her legs.

(This will arouse my sexual desire, no!) The girl cried out in her heart.

He ignored her and continued to caress her. Suddenly, he felt something on his fingertips—there was a
tear in the center of her panties. It was erotic lingerie!

"You naughty little girl, you stole something from the store!" "

I...I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean to, that lace lingerie was just too beautiful, so I
took it when the owner wasn't looking. I...I'll put it back right away! Really! Ah~~!"

His fingers slipped into the hole in her panties, gently scratching the edge of her vulva, causing her to involuntarily
moan as she spoke.

"Ah...ah...please stop, take all the money here, I won't...ah...I
won't tell anyone."

The girl gripped the counter tightly with both hands, her legs almost giving way.

He reached for the cash register with his other hand, but didn't touch the money. He pressed a button next to the cash register, and
the store 's iron door slowly lowered.

The girl panicked even more. "M-guy, please... ah... please let go! This... if this continues,
I..."

"Alright! But how can I get my hand out if you don't let go of my legs?!" He revealed a sinister smile.

The naive girl didn't think, relaxing her legs and letting his hand move freely. Of course, he wouldn't let
this opportunity pass, his entire palm touching her private parts.

"Ahhh~~~~!" The unsuspecting girl couldn't bear it for a moment, her legs went weak, and her body slid
down . Her hands tried to grab something, but only swept the goods on the counter to the ground.

He let go, stepped over the counter, pulled the girl up, and hugged her tightly. He pulled down the zipper of her dress from
behind . Then he pulled the shoulder straps to the sides, and the entire dress slid
down, falling to her feet. The girl suddenly twisted, breaking free from his grasp, and ran into the store. He didn't rush
to chase after her , but instead quietly admired her. The girl was only wearing underwear and a thin t-shirt, the t-shirt only a few inches long.
It barely covered her panties. Her pale, pinkish-white thighs were completely exposed. Especially when she ran,
the black lace panties at the base of her thighs were also visible. It wasn't just lace trim, but the entire fabric was lace.
Between the openwork patterns and the seam in the center of the panties, her labia were faintly visible, incredibly sexy.

He slowly walked past the display shelves, the girl was cornered with nowhere to run, after all, it was just a small
shop . As if he caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, he stopped, picked up a few items, and then walked towards her again. The girl hid in
the corner, cowering and trembling, her face showing fear.

"Please...please don't...don't come any closer, okay?"

He still walked forward, the girl tried to run away to the side, he suddenly tackled her to the ground, turned her over
, handcuffed her hands behind her back with the handcuffs he had just picked up, then took off her shoes and socks, and locked her feet as well
. Now she had no way to escape.

He pulled her t-shirt down from the neckline to her chest, revealing her firm breasts and black bra.
He placed his hands on her bra, gently kneading them. The girl twisted her chest in distress, her breasts becoming even firmer
, and two small nipples protruding from the center. He took out a small knife and made a cut in the center of the bra,
causing it to spring open to the sides. Her freed breasts and nipples trembled slightly, emitting an eerie glow.
He couldn't help but bend down and lick them. His wet tongue glided over the deep cleavage and protruding nipples, and the girl
's body involuntarily arched upwards, allowing him to take her entire breast into his mouth, coating it with his
saliva . Suddenly, he released her breasts, gripping the mounds tightly with both hands,
slowly squeezing her bluish-red nipples between two fingers. Caught off guard, she cried out loudly.

"Ahhhhhh, it hurts, it hurts so much, stop..."

The fruit quickly swelled with blood, turning a vibrant red. The girl struggled to roll over, breaking free from his grasp
and moving outwards. With her hands and feet bound, she could only writhe like a snake, moving forward slowly. Her full
, elastic breasts, pressed against the ground and against each other, radiated a bewitching glow.

He lunged forward again, flipping the girl's body back over. He took out two large clamps and clamped them onto the two bright red nipples,
giving the girl a painful pleasure.

"Mmm...mmm..." The girl's expression was no longer discernible as to whether she was enduring pain or enjoying it. Was it a desperate
sob or extreme pleasure? Tears streamed down her cheeks.

His gaze shifted to the girl's lower body, pulling her panties down to her knees. He parted her
fleshy mounds covered in a forest. A dazzling pearl was set in the center of the pink shell, and a stream of turbid fluid seeped out from the side,
staining the forest with a silvery sheen.

"You're already so wet! You're such a slut."

He let go of her and walked back to the display shelf, looking for something. "Let's see what treasures you have in your shop!"

The girl stared at him wide-eyed as he returned. "No, don't use that."

He held a thin iron rod with a small wire leading to a remote control. At the end of the rod
was a shiny, smooth, silver-white iron ball. He pressed a switch, and the ball began to spin rapidly. "I'm going to put
this thing in your most obscene place! What do you say?"

"No... Ahhhhhh!" He pulled hard on the two large clamps, and the girl was in so much pain she couldn't speak.

"Hmm! You don't mind, right?"

He turned off the switch and slowly inserted the iron ball into that mysterious delta, lowering it from the top of the canyon.
The iron rod went in as if there was no bottom, until it was almost completely submerged before it felt like it was hitting something. "
Then ..." He pressed the switch, and a "squeak, squeak, squeak" mechanical rotating sound came from the crevice.

"Ah...ah...no, I can't take it anymore!"

A pleasurable sensation shot through her clitoris, her legs involuntarily clamping together, twisting in agony. Her consciousness was
gradually fading, her mouth uttering meaningless moans. Her desire was ignited. Her labia slowly
swallowed the small machine. The machine spun rapidly, emitting intense heat; it felt like fire was burning inside her vagina, constantly
throbbing . A torrent of translucent fluid gushed out, soaking her thighs.

"Ah...oh...oh..."

He forcefully pulled the small ball out. "Ah!" She felt liberated. The small metal ball continued to spin,
spraying their own fluids onto them. He leaned over, looking at her vulva; her labia opened and closed like
a hungry chick, the vaginal opening twisted into a strange, contorted shape, fluid still flowing out. He gave her
no chance to breathe, pulling the enormous thing out of his suit trousers. His dark, glossy shaft was already
hard and erect.

"No, no!" The girl's tear-filled, red eyes showed rejection, but he still forcefully
thrust into her fleshy opening. The previous climax hadn't subsided, and the unbearable excitement surged again. The girl
opened her mouth cried out loudly. Although she said she didn't want to, her body went against her heart, happily responding to the man.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~~!" Her body couldn't control itself, repeatedly thrusting upwards to achieve even greater pleasure.
And the man didn't disappoint her expectations, his dragon penetrating straight to the deepest part of her secret place. The girl's mind was already dizzy, and
her body's energy was being relentlessly drained by the man.

"Ahhh...no...I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die!"

Hearing such lewd words, his attack became even more fierce, her buttocks tightly gripping him, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper.
A series of explosive sensations came from her clitoris, and the girl felt like she was about to melt. Her fleshy walls spasmed, receiving
the hot, turbid liquid. Both of them climaxed simultaneously, the glistening liquid a mixture of vaginal fluid and semen, making their joined
genitals even wetter.

The damp pubic hair gleamed. He lay panting on her beautiful naked body, and the two gradually calmed
down.

"It's that time again. I really don't want to ruin God's beautiful masterpiece!"

"You...what are you going to do?" the girl gasped, still breathless. The man's hand had already quietly
tightened around her throat.

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The shop owner pulled open the iron gate, and the scene before him startled him, then filled him with rage. The shop was
ransacked , and it seemed many things were missing.

"Was she robbed?"

(I shouldn't have hired a student; she must have left the door unlocked!)

"Huh!" The inflatable doll display wasn't missing; in fact, it seemed like there was an extra one. He flipped through a pile of large
dolls , and underneath lay the female student who worked there. Her naked body was flushed, her hands and feet
cuffed. A large "B" was branded on her pale belly; she had been dead for a long time. The shocked shop owner
stood there for several minutes before realizing how serious a 'murder case' he was facing. This wouldn't do; the shop had
many contraband items. Just as he was dragging the body out of the shop to dispose of it, bad luck smiled upon him; two patrol officers
passed by.

"This method is very similar to the previous rape and murder case of a female student from T University. The police suspect it was committed by the same killer .
The victim was a fourth-year student surnamed Chen from S Vocational School. She worked the night shift at a sex shop in Z. Last night, she was
raped by a thug and then strangled to death. The shop owner was charged by the police as a suspect, but he claimed to be unaware of the crime.
This case is currently being handled by..."

And he was already eyeing his next target.

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Episode 3: The Fall of an Angel

Xiaoli opened the door to the dressing room and took off her casual clothes.

Looking at her naked body in the dressing mirror, she saw a beautiful figure. Large, dark eyes and
long, shiny hair—the kind of body most boys would dream of. Her neck was beautiful, almost snow-white.
Her breasts weren't large, unlike the busty women on TV, but her overall figure was very well-proportioned. A slender waist, smooth
thighs, and full hips formed a beautiful curve from her neck to her feet. Her calves and feet were fair and delicate,
a masterpiece of God, an incarnation of an angel.

Gazing at the angelic uniform, she felt a surge of pride. Her twenty-three-year-old dream had finally
come true . To humanity, nurses truly were angels in white, saints who brought salvation.

"Alright! It's a new day! Let's get to work!" Xiaoli was always so cheerful, her energetic
voice inspiring her colleagues. She changed into her pristine white uniform and began her busy day.

"Water! Miss!" Patients whistled, and Xiaoli responded with a smile.
This was understandable; their hospital uniforms were different from others—tight-fitting, perfectly showcasing the nurses'
figures . The V-neck top and short white mini-skirt attracted countless male gazes, while the semi-transparent
stockings aroused endless fantasies. And because it was Xiaoli, the hospital's beauty queen, wearing it, it only fueled the men's
desire . The brilliance lies in this: no matter how the men look, they can't see it. It's the designer's
ingenuity ; the low-cut neckline and short skirt perfectly conceal what men find most alluring.
This attracts patients to the hospital while simultaneously protecting the medical staff.

"So busy, so busy!" She enthusiastically helps patients, working until the afternoon. Many patients, regardless of age or gender,
like her, which is probably one reason she's considered the hospital's most beautiful woman.

After lunch, she hurried towards the blood bank with two bags of blood plasma. Suddenly, a tall, dark-skinned
man rushed out, knocking over the blood bags and spilling blood all over her, staining her once-white uniform
red. "This is terrible!" She turned around, only to see the man running out of the hospital without looking back. "
Waaaaah ... what do I do!" She was on the verge of tears. She had never encountered such a situation before; covered in blood, unable
to move around, and the blood spilled! She stood there, helpless.

The head nurse, who happened to be nearby, saw this and quickly came to help her! "I'll tidy up here. You go take a
shower and change your clothes first."

The fact that the nurses' break room had a changing room and bathroom next to it was a feature of this hospital. She hurriedly ran back to
the changing room , took off her clothes, and ran into the bathroom to shower.

The water flowed gently through her hair and over her body. Droplets of water splashed onto her breasts, creating
a tingling sensation. She couldn't help but grasp her breasts with both hands and gently began to caress them. At first, she only
gently pinched them with her fingers, and gradually her breasts began to feel comfortable. She started to rub them with her hands, and the areolas darkened,
slowly causing her breasts to stand erect. She couldn't stop; she began to clench her fists and rub them hard.

(Ah! This won't do!)

As a nurse, Xiaoli knew that masturbation was wrong, especially in a public place like this. But…

(It should be okay now that no one's around… Ah! What am I thinking?!)

She turned the cold water on full blast, trying to suppress the arousal. But the cold water droplets quickly
warmed , and her hands could no longer stop moving; her breathing became rapid. Her mind
was completely blank, utterly incapable of thought. Now her body was completely under the control of her autonomic nervous system.

(Ah! So comfortable!)

Her left hand left the caressing mounds and gradually explored downwards, stopping at the triangular dark forest.
Her index finger and thumb gently parted the labia, then her middle finger inserted to explore. There was a small crescent-shaped object,
already covered in a wet, sticky liquid. Feeling this moisture, she could no longer resist and
forcefully thrust her middle finger into the crevice. Her right hand could no longer control her burning red breasts; she simply raised her round
little buttocks, leaned against the wall, and used her right hand to support her buttocks, allowing her left hand to freely enter and exit the forbidden area. Her
breasts rubbed vigorously against the wall, and she involuntarily cried out.

"Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~"

Her strength slowly drained away, and with a "splash," thick, sticky fluid spurted from her lips.
She sat down weakly, panting. The cold water finally took effect. She quickly calmed down and
washed the area where the fluid had just flowed.

Suddenly, she felt a gaze on her. She quickly opened the bathroom door to look, but no one was there.

"Huh! My clothes!" Her

old clothes, which she had just changed out of, had been ransacked by someone, clearly showing that someone
had seen her showering and masturbating! Her underwear was gone.

Although masturbation is something most people have experience with, in a hospital, especially during working hours, this could become
a huge scandal.

"Who could it be?" She was almost in tears. With a heavy heart, she changed into her new nurse's uniform.
But she wasn't wearing a bra; she hadn't brought an extra set today. (Who would bring extra underwear to work?!)
But that didn't matter now. Xiaoli was preoccupied with who the peeping toy was.

(Was it the head nurse? Or the laundry worker?) She considered herself fairly popular; if she could find that person,
she could ask him for help.

Thinking this, she walked out of the changing room.

"Oh, oh, oh..." A bunch of male patients started to cheer. Xiaoli wasn't wearing a bra,
so her breasts were naturally prominent, adding a touch of liberated beauty. Combined with the faint blush on her face after her orgasm, Xiaoli
looked even more charming and alluring. Even the doctor was almost mesmerized, lamenting that such a beauty wasn't his...

Xiaoli didn't have time to pay attention to them; her usual sweet smile remained on her lips, but she was troubled
all afternoon by not being able to find out who it was.

"Clang!" It was five o'clock; it was time to leave work. Xiaoli walked back to the changing room, her mind heavy with worry. To her surprise
, the casual clothes she'd worn to work that morning were also missing. She searched frantically, asking her colleagues, but
to no avail. Now she'd have to go home in her nurse's uniform. A sudden chill ran through her,
a sense of foreboding rising within her. She hurriedly hailed a taxi, rushed to the train station, and caught the commuter tram,
her only thought being to get home as quickly as possible.

The rush hour crowd was overwhelming; the tram was packed to the brim, and Xiaoli was squeezed into a corner,
barely , struggling to breathe.

Suddenly, she felt something wriggling against her chest. It was a hand. A large hand reached through
the gap her waist towards her breasts, abruptly grasping her left breast.

(How could this be!) It was sexual harassment. She'd only ever heard about it in magazines; she never imagined it would happen to her.
Now she couldn't move at all, what was she going to do!

Xiaoli twisted her body forcefully, trying to shake off the hand. She turned 180 degrees,
facing the corner of the car window, but the hand remained stubbornly attached and began to move, its fingertips gently
digging into her nipples—Xiaoli's most sensitive spot. Xiaoli's body quickly recalled the feeling from the afternoon, and
her breasts gradually hardened.

(This isn't right!... Right, I can scream!)

Just as Xiaoli opened her mouth, another hand reached out from behind and covered her mouth. Xiaoli felt someone
leaning closer from behind. The man played with Xiaoli's nipples with one hand, covered her mouth with the other, and
pressed his body tightly against her from behind. Xiaoli could even feel the man's physical changes.

The hand on her chest played with her breasts to his heart's content, making the two small mounds stand erect. Then it slowly
moved down, gently caressing Xiaoli's smooth abdomen, which happened to be her erogenous zone. Xiaoli's face
flushed , but she knew clearly that it wasn't shyness.

The wicked hand continued its exploration, reaching the mysterious Bermuda Triangle. It played wantonly on the raised ridges and beside
the deep trenches. The middle finger slightly raised its head, shallowly dipping into the cracks, stirring.
Stimulating Xiaoli.

(Damn it! No!) This is a public place, he shouldn't do anything.

A voice cried out for help. "Attention passengers, Taipei Station, Taipei Station, you need to
get off ..."

(Great! If there are fewer people, I'm saved!) The thought had barely flashed through her mind when a strange fragrance wafted into
her nose.

(So fragrant!) Xiaoli only had time to react before she lost consciousness.

Aphrodisiac!

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"Excuse me! Someone has fainted!"

Meixue looked towards the person who spoke; a young man was helping a young nurse hurriedly off the train. The
nurse was asleep, motionless.

No wonder, these commuter trams are packed like sardines, and people
faint every day because they can't take it anymore. Damn the railway bureau.

(No time to curse the government!) Miyuki gathered her thoughts and started thinking about the case again.

The female student raped and murdered two days ago, and the female corpse discovered today, have already caused a huge uproar. The media
are rushing to report on it, urging the police to solve the case as soon as possible. As a senior female police officer, Miyuki felt
both and deep hatred for this inhumane guy! She volunteered to investigate the case.

"The two victims have no connection, the only common points are long hair, beauty, and the letters
left , one 'a' and the other 'b'. This is a cold case. Maybe tomorrow a
victim 'c' will appear.

(I will arrest you with my own hands!)" Miyuki secretly vowed.

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Xiaoli slowly opened her eyes, and a strange room came into view. She was lying on a very large bed.

"Ah!" Xiaoli exclaimed in surprise, realizing that her limbs were tightly chained, and the chains were fixed to the four
corners of the bed, binding her to the bed in a large "X" shape.

Fortunately, her clothes were still on.

(What happened?) Her memory only went back to being sexually harassed by a pervert. (Could it be that he...?)

"Eek!" A door opened, and a tall figure walked in.

Huh! Isn't that my lost casual clothes and underwear in his hand?

Xiaoli felt a surge of fear. This man...

"You..."

The man smiled, tossed her clothes aside, and leaned down to say softly, "Hi! Cute C!"

(?) Her emotions were complicated, a mixture of fear, confusion, and...

staring at the man. (What is he looking at?)

"Ah!" As if suddenly remembering something, she tried to pull her legs up, but due to the chains,
they could only bend into a >< shape. She wasn't wearing underwear! Unable to conceal the allure of her crotch, her private parts
were completely exposed to the man's gaze.

"No!"

Ignoring her protests, the man continued to admire her beautiful body. He lifted her tight white skirt, exposing everything
below . Her snow-white abdomen, slender white thighs, and her adorable private parts.

She was still a virgin, and being stared at like this by a man filled her with unbearable shame. As is typical for a virgin
, she kept twisting her thighs, trying to cover herself. But it was futile; the movement of her pale thighs
only made her more alluring.

The man reached to the bedside and pressed a button, and the center of the bed gradually bulged.

The bed bulged quickly! Her body arched upwards with the bed, but the chains tightly bound her limbs,
making her into a large, upward-pointing X shape.

In this position, her breasts and nipples protruded high, her entire body tensed, so her thighs couldn't
move freely, and her shameful genitals were completely exposed.

(Ah! How shameless!) Xiaoli was already blushing deeply.

"Snap!" The man's hands ripped open Xiaoli's top, her breasts bulging out forcefully.

His large hands vigorously kneaded her breasts; she would never forget that feeling—it was the pervert on the tram.
Her nipples were kneaded until they were red and swollen, while the man continued his movements, forcing her nipples to become erect for the third time.

"Mmm...no! No!"

"Look at this!" The man produced a small device from somewhere—a small battery connected to two
wires , each with a small gold foil piece at one end.

"Here!" The man stuck the two gold foil pieces onto her swollen breasts; an instant heat, a tingling
current flowing through her body.

"No...no...it hurts...ahhhhhh!"

The stimulating current flowed through her, the pain followed by unparalleled pleasure. She felt that shameful area gradually
becoming wet.

"It's not over yet!"

He pulled down all of Xiaoli's clothes, revealing her beautiful figure completely before him. Her smooth,
elastic abdomen and cute navel caught his eye.

Two pieces of gold foil reappeared, sticking to the tip of her lower abdomen and the front edge of her vulva.

"Ah... umm... umm... ah..."

Xiaoli cried out weakly, unable to distinguish between pain and pleasure. It was

unexpectedly sensitive; her vulva was already starting to leak fluid.

Xiaoli had known since she was little that her body was like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment, more sensitive than most girls.
The area between her lower abdomen and knees was her most sensitive erogenous zone; a single touch would ignite the volcano.

"You..." The man was also quite surprised. There were women like this?!

He bent down to examine Xiaoli's vulva more closely. Xiaoli's body was tense; even
with all her might, she couldn't move, only able to let the man watch. Fine, slightly
curled pubic hair covered the pink mounds. The center shimmered with a beautiful sheen.

"So shameful... don't... look... ugh..." Xiaoli's already flushed face turned even
redder.

The discomfort of being unable to move her body weighed heavily on Xiaoli, but all she could do was pray.

The man smiled, his tongue, like a nimble tongue, darting into the heart of her flower.

"Ahhh..." The sudden stimulation caused Xiaoli's body to respond immediately; the walls of her vulva contracted sharply inward
, and her juices flowed rapidly, awaiting further action. The muscles on her thighs and lower abdomen also
tensed .

The man seemed to have discovered a treasure, his tongue moving with pleasure. Avoiding the mons pubis, his tongue licked
a large patch of barren land on her thighs and groin. The sweet spring flowed 　　even faster, instantly filling the small pool. 　　His tongue involuntarily sipped the nectar, an indescribable taste flooding his mouth, causing a resonance in a certain part of his body . 　　"Ah ... The man began thrusting violently ,　　 pumping 　　in and out wildly. " 　　Ah ... 　　"Mmm~~mmm~~ah~~ah~~mmm~~mmm~~ah~~ah~~……" In a flash, everything exploded, a strange warm current seeping into Xiaoli's body. Both of them lay weakly on the bed, panting. 　　"Why...why?" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 　　No reason. 　　Xiaoli's lively eyes would never flicker again. In her eternal sleep, she looked so peaceful, so beautiful . Her hands rested flat on her bare chest, her fair body naked beside the Virgin Mary in the hospital, like a beautiful sculpture. 　　Until the laundryman in the hospital discovered her and the "C" surrounding her beautiful navel. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 　　Unlike those deranged killers, the devil is rational. 　　The devil's wish is to bring down that beautiful angel. The beautiful angel in white. 　　The next target: to dance with the goddess. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Four: The Goddess's Banquet

"Dong...dong...dong..." The morning bells rang, and Jieling knelt before the altar, quietly
praying . Her long eyelashes trembled gently on her fair, oval face. The warm morning light streamed through the Baroque
stained-glass windows, silently bathing her in its glow. She looked like a truly holy goddess, praying for the world.

In the eyes of her fellow parishioners, nineteen-year-old Sister Jieling was undoubtedly a goddess of the modern world. Her refined
manners , her ocean-like gentleness, her elegant face, and that unintentional smile always
captivated hearts. Men loved listening to Jieling's soft voice during confessions; women enjoyed
chatting with her; even the neighborhood children said they wanted the nun who sang hymns as their future bride. In the community,
even the most aggressive delinquents would often blush silently in Jieling's presence.

However, amidst the praise, everyone shared a regret: why would such a good girl abandon worldly
life and dedicate herself to the clergy at the tender age of nineteen?

Jieling was originally a wealthy young lady. When her mother was seriously ill as a child, she made a vow to the Virgin Mary. Later,
her mother miraculously recovered. To fulfill her vow, she resolutely dropped out of school after being accepted into her first-choice university and entered the clergy
.

In truth, Jieling's privileged upbringing made her indifferent to worldly riches. But accompanying her mother in
the hospital made her acutely aware of the sorrow and impermanence of life.
Rather than living a muddled life in the secular world, she felt it was better to help others and do something truly meaningful—a major reason for her becoming a clergy member.

This mindset filled Jieling with hope for each new day. If there was any regret in her heart
, it was probably the fact that she had never been in a relationship.

After finishing her prayers, Jieling habitually brushed the dust off her clothes and stood up.

"Time to get to work." Jieling always gets up early, and it's only six o'clock. The priest hasn't arrived yet, so she has to
clean the church first. Just as she was about to get the cleaning supplies, she saw a figure flash into the confessional like a wisp of smoke. She couldn't see
clearly , but it seemed to be the back of a young man.

"So early!" Jieling shook her head with a wry smile. But he's come to confession so early; he must be
having some troubles! No matter what, she couldn't just ignore it.

Cheer up, Jieling put away her smile, and went into the other confessional.

Normally, listening to confessions is the priest's job, but the parishioners love to hear Jieling's voice, so the priests
made an exception and let her take on this sacred and solemn task. This is a unique feature that Fangji Church is known for.

Sitting in the confessional, Jieling took a deep breath. A faint, inexplicable fragrance wafted into her nose.

"It smells so good. What flower is it?" As a nun, she couldn't wear perfume. She was trying to recall which
flower gave off the fragrance when she suddenly remembered her duties. She quickly pulled herself together and began to ask,

"Fellow believer, is there anything you wish to tell the Lord?"

"Sister, I have sinned."

"In this world, everyone is born with sin. What's important is whether you have a heart that believes in the Lord, so
that you can be saved on the Last Judgment Day."

"Heh...heh..." She wasn't sure if she had misheard, but a series of mocking laughs seemed to drift
through the window, making Jieling slightly uneasy.

"Is something troubling you?"

"Oh, Sister, I can't control myself. Whenever I think about how much hypocrisy and evil there is in this world,
I feel a strong urge to kill those around me. If I killed them all, would the Lord acknowledge my merit and praise
me?"

Even as a clergy member, dealing with this kind of parishioner is a headache. In the modern urban jungle,
everyone is under too much pressure, making everyone carry a psychological bomb that could explode at any moment.
"Should I leave it to a professional doctor?" This thought arose in Jieling's mind, but her nun's habit
reminded her of her mission.

"That's not how you do it. The Lord taught us that life is a precious thing, and no one has the right
to end another's life. The power to end life belongs only to life itself."

"But wouldn't the Lord praise me for cleaning out the pests who don't believe in the truth?" "

That's an incorrect medieval saying, not the Lord's intention. The Bible also tells us to love this world with a broad
heart."

Perhaps he was stunned by Jieling's words! The other person was speechless for a moment. But Jieling, perhaps
due to excessive concentration, felt a little dizzy.

"Sister." "Hmm!"

"Do you think it's acceptable to take back something you've given away?"

"A gift given represents your blessings and expectations. Taking back something you've given represents your self
-denial ."

"Then it's not allowed!" "Yes."

Overall, the person asking the question seemed to lack coherence, indicating that their thoughts
were not very organized. And for a clergy member, Jieling's words were surprisingly sharp. If she hadn't dedicated herself
to the clergy, she might very well have pursued a legal career, and would likely be highly anticipated by many!

"You said that what is given away cannot be taken back; and you said that God encourages us to love life."

"Yes."

"If that's the case, then why did God destroy humanity?"

"Wh...what..."

"Isn't it? In the story of Noah's Ark, it wasn't the devil who brought the great flood to destroy humanity, but God.
If God truly taught humanity to respect life, then what is this act of annihilating all life in one fell swoop?
Because humanity ate the forbidden fruit, God considered humanity sinful, drove humanity out of the Garden of Eden, and then arbitrarily sent a flood
to exterminate ."

"That...that kind of thing..."

"What the devil wanted was merely to tempt humanity; while God wanted to destroy humanity. So, in that sense, the one more friendly to
humanity is actually the devil?"

Jie Ling felt a tremor deep within her body, a profound sense of fear washing over her. The other person wasn't mentally
ill ; otherwise, he couldn't have stated these irrefutable facts in such a calm tone. What was even more terrifying was
that his voice lacked the fanaticism of someone reveling in their own words; all that could be found was contemptuous mockery
and a chilling coldness that made even ice and snow hesitate.

This meant that even the person behind the scenes wasn't a fanatical follower of other sects blindly attacking others,
but a dangerous individual who doubted all existing beliefs. Given the chance, he would wipe out the entire
world . Jieling trembled uncontrollably. Before this, she had never imagined that a person's
tone and words could be so cold. "He doesn't need to confess at all..." From beginning to end, he was
just playing a self-centered game, a cat-and-mouse game. And would such a dangerous
person be content with merely toying with his prey? Or...? Thinking of this, Jieling's dizziness intensified.

"You say the power to end life lies with life itself. But the number of lives ended by humans is
countless, and even among humans, we are constantly killing each other. Countless refugees are dying,
countless tragedies are unfolding, and when these things happen, where is God? If God truly exists,
why does He remain indifferent?"

"The only way to escape is now." Barely suppressing the dizziness, Jie Ling tried to flee, but
the faint fragrance grew stronger.

This was her last sensation.

Aphrodisiac.

Jie Ling, unconscious in her chair, had cheeks flushed from the blood, and her beautiful breasts, beneath her uniform, rose and
fell with her breath. Her originally exquisite beauty, under the gentle caress of the god of sleep, possessed an even more noble and pure goddess-like quality
, all of which he inevitably witnessed.

"Ultimately, God doesn't exist. Otherwise,
why ?" He only said this much, but his true accusation remained unspoken. If God
is truly omnipotent, why did his mother do such a thing? Why did his father suffer such a fate? If God truly
exists, where was He when each victim writhed and screamed beneath him? He didn't know the answers to these questions, and no one could answer him. He could only continue searching

through repeated repetitions . 　　He hoisted the girl's delicate body onto his shoulder and strode out the door. The statue of Mary behind him remained silent, as did he. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 　　"Regarding the recent case of the cold-blooded killer, the Director-General of the Police Agency, facing intense questioning from legislators today, stated that he has sufficient evidence and is confident of solving the case within the time limit..." 　　"Confident, is that it? Ha... impressive. Let me see." Unlike some blind criminals, he wouldn't panic due to overreaction. Crimes orchestrated by the devil become works of art. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 　　Jie Ling slowly awoke to complete darkness. Remembering her moments before losing consciousness, she almost cried out. Fortunately, her clothes were still intact, meaning she hadn't been… 　　However, the situation wasn't much better. Behind her, dozens of chains were intricately intertwined into a giant net, and her hands and feet were bound in a spread-eagle position, like a butterfly caught in a spider's web . There was no light source, only deathly silence. 　　"Crack~~~~" The door opened; judging from the sound, it was a heavy metal door. The chill on and the damp, musty smell indicated she was in a basement. 　　Despite her predicament, Jie Ling didn't give up, diligently gathering information, hoping to find a way . 　　"Oh!" Without warning, a cool hand brushed aside the flowing black hair by her ear and began to gently stroke her cheek. 　　"You're awake! Why aren't you making a sound? My lovely D." These words triggered Jie Ling's memories; she recalled the headlines in the social section these past few days. The worst-case scenario had now become reality. The thought of facing this cold-blooded killer made Jie Ling groan involuntarily. 　　"Why me?" 　　The other person didn't answer, but their hand began to move downwards, brushing across her neck, shoulders, and armpits, caressing every part body, confirming the alluring figure beneath the nun's uniform. Jie Ling blushed, twisting her waist to avoid the touch, but as if mocking her, the hand began to climb up her high breasts, making circular motions on her nipples through the fabric of the uniform, the movements precise and practiced, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, playing with the virgin's breasts, the circles varying in size, finally gently . 　　"No...don't..." Waves of mild desire began to wash over Jie Ling. And like all virgins , she twisted her body, struggling desperately, two red blushes rising on her face. 　　"Why struggle in vain?" she said, pinching hard between her fingers and pulling her nipple upwards . 　　"Ugh..." A sharp pain shot through her brain, and even through her clothes, it brought tears to Jie Ling's eyes . However, along with the pain, an unprecedented pleasure surged through her nerves. 　　"No... please stop... oh!" Before she could finish speaking, restless hands had already slipped inside her neckline, flipped over her lace bra, and were directly kneading her breasts. The intense pain transformed into intense pleasure, causing Jie Ling's reason to become chaotic, while her body responded in the most faithful physiological way. Unable to withstand the continuous stimulation, Jie Ling's breasts gradually hardened, and she began to pant. 　　"Ugh... ah... no, I can't take it anymore!" This pampered young lady, who had never , was completely powerless to resist this invasion. The education she had received filled Jieling with shame, but what made her even more bewildered was that her private parts were slowly becoming wet. 　　"Ah... what's wrong with my body... why..." Her remaining sanity made Jieling desperately try to tighten her body, her thighs straining to close, but her hands and feet were already restrained and locked, preventing her from succeeding. 　　"Can you feel it? Not bad. We should be able to go a step further." 　　A tearing sound, and Jieling's robe was ripped in two. Unhooking her lace bra, her full, erect breasts , like red plum blossoms in the snow, trembled gently. They weren't particularly large, but their beautiful shape made...

His heart skipped a beat. The small, cherry-blossom-colored nipples bore faint traces of bruising, the marks of his earlier exertion. Then
came the white, lace-trimmed panties; since her legs were restrained, they were difficult to remove, so he simply ripped them apart. When
the last piece of clothing became fragments on the ground, Jie Ling's fair, translucent skin was exposed to the air
. The smooth skin contacted the cool air, and Jie Ling shivered, causing the hairs on her body to stand on end.

He turned on the light, carefully admiring this near-perfect work of art. Jie Ling was rather petite, and with
her naturally doll-like face, she didn't look nineteen at first glance. She usually wore loose robes and was often
mistaken for a middle school student. But the naked body before him was undeniably that of a well-developed young woman. Her delicate
neck curve, small yet firm breasts, shapely waist, long, sculpted legs, and shapely, firm
buttocks—she possessed a beautiful body that was both mature and youthful.

"Truly a masterpiece of God."

He lifted her exquisitely shaped face and kissed Jie Ling. Caught off guard, she frowned, turning her face away like
a startled bird , trying to escape.

"Trying to run away? No problem, I'll smash your teeth first, then see where you can run to."

*Slap!* To prove he wasn't lying, a powerful slap landed mercilessly on her fair
face, shattering the girl's defenses. Two glistening tears slid down her cheeks, a sob escaped her throat, and
she knew she could no longer resist, so she could only obediently press her lips against his.

He parted her teeth, skillfully teasing her smooth, fragrant tongue, greedily savoring the nectar in her mouth.
Along her cherry lips, he left kiss marks on her slightly swollen cheeks, then gently bit her left earlobe. Jieling felt a surge
of pleasure coursing through her, like electric waves coursing down her spine…

“So cute! I want to devour you.”

His hands lingered again between her soft breasts, his index and middle fingers teasing her erect nipples,
then his palms covering and caressing them. His lips slid from her earlobe to her neck, then kissed
her breasts , inhaling the intoxicating scent of her virgin breasts, gently sucking on her nipples and rubbing them back and forth with his fingers. His wet
tongue licked across her cleavage, sucking on her grape-like nipples, making soft “smack! smack!” sounds.

Unable to resist the repeated stimulation, Jieling arched her back, unconsciously thrusting her chest forward, craving this indescribable
sensation.

Noticing Jieling’s reaction, he chuckled, then suddenly reached down, slipping his hand into the girl’s mysterious virgin territory.
Just as he had expected, her two secret lips were already overflowing with warm, moist nectar.

He lowered himself, carefully observing the girl's flower clusters. Their beautiful shape resembled a blooming peony, its
lovely red petals glistening with transparent dewdrops, revealing their moist state. Under his burning gaze,
the overflowing dewdrops slid down the petals.

"No...don't put it there..." Intense shame brought Jie Ling back to her senses. Her most important
place had been violated by a strange man, making Jie Ling feel ashamed to the point of wanting to die.

"You're already so wet, what are you doing acting so innocent?"

Completely ignoring Jie Ling's cries, he slowly inserted his fingers into her secret place, gently thrusting in and out. Sadly,
although she rationally wanted to resist, a large amount of nectar quickly gushed out, instantly wetting his palm. Under the intense
stimulation, Jie Ling's skin turned a cherry-red, delicate and luscious, her lips uttering soft murmurs, it was impossible to tell whether
it was pain or pleasure.

He grasped the petals on both sides, pulling them apart to reveal the fragrant stamen. Then he brought his lips to hers, making
sucking sounds, and extended his tongue, carefully tracing the petals. At the tip, there were faint pearls;
he found the sensitive spot and gently licked the pearls.

"Ah~~~~~~" Jie Ling involuntarily tilted her head back, her cloud-like black hair dancing in the dim light. Soon,
her whole body stiffened, her flushed body glistening with sweat. After a tremor, a
rich liquid gushed from the depths of her flower lips again. He dodged quickly, otherwise he might have been sprayed all over his face. He pulled his lips away from her nectar, a
sticky band of light appearing between them.

"Oh! Is this the truth about goddesses? It seems no different from mortal prostitutes. All that nobility was just
an act." With that, he withdrew his hand, picked up the prepared bucket of water, and poured it over Jie Ling, who was still immersed in the afterglow of pleasure
. He didn't want these hypocritical women to get away with it too easily.

"Ugh~~~~" The icy water brought Jie Ling back to reality.
She felt ashamed that her body was contradicting her will, but due to her good upbringing, she didn't curse, only letting a string of tears
slide down her face with her helplessness.

At this moment, Jie Ling's long, wet hair clung to her body, her innocent face, like a pear blossom in the rain, was
flushed with a lewd red after her orgasm. Her shapeless nun's robe clung precariously to her humiliated naked body
, her alluring, trembling figure forming a surreal, lewd image.

"Alright, come on."

He held Jie Ling's slender waist, confirming the location of her honeypot, and then…

"Ah~~~~~~~~"

A pitiful cry escaped Jie Ling's throat, the tearing pain instantly spreading throughout her body.

"No~~ It hurts~~ Ouch~~"

Completely ignoring the girl's cries, the man thrust violently, engaging in the most intense in-and-out movements, his penis penetrating deeper and
deeper, directly hitting her cervix. Blood, a stark contrast to the sight of blood, mingled with clear fluid and flowed from their joined bodies.

"Ah~~mmm~~" After the initial pain, Jie Ling was swept away by pleasure. The
clinking accompanied by sweet moans. Burning with waves of desire, Jie Ling was already in a daze. If she
could move her limbs, she would cling tightly to the man ravaging her. Now, all she could do was twist her
snow-white breasts and slender waist, thrusting her round, firm buttocks upwards, seeking even greater pleasure.

Immersed in a numbing intoxication, the walls of the virgin's vagina began to tighten in rhythm with the man's movements.
The powerful contraction surprised him. Grasping her full breasts, his fingers dug into the elastic flesh. The rush
of pleasure sent Jie Ling's flushed body arching upwards.

"Hmph~~~~~~" The final thrust reached its peak in an instant. He forcefully pushed his buttocks in, sending every last drop
of semen into the girl's body. The warm, moist flesh spasmed, tightly gripping his now-weak penis.
Without comfort, without any further action, he withdrew his penis. In the pitiful flower bud, a mixture of red blood and fluid...
Her body flowed out.

Still lingering in the afterglow, Jie Ling suddenly lost her warm comfort and collapsed limply. Her
bright , watery eyes were now clouded; her long, slender legs trembled slightly, and her pale pink labia still
opened and closed, blooming with delicate beauty. However, all of this had no effect on him, who had already lost interest.

"Goodnight, beautiful goddess."

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The goddess's hymn would henceforth be silenced from the mortal world. Jie Ling went to a place that truly belonged to her,
where she could draw closer to the Lord and continue her holy ministry. Deeply asleep, she looked peaceful and holy,
her flowing black hair neatly draped over her shapely, white naked body. The azaleas around her swayed gently in the morning breeze,
as if guarding the goddess's slumber.

Until the school worker who came to check the bell discovered her and the d deeply branded on her left shoulder. "

Damn

it, this is the fourth one already! Does that cold-blooded bastard have any humanity at all?!"

Upon receiving the news, Miyuki, who arrived at the scene immediately, said indignantly.

Due to the recent series of murders, the entire police department was so busy they had almost forgotten their own names. Besides
filtering through suspects, they also had to deal with constant questioning from legislators. In addition, the persistent
reporters had pushed Miyuki's patience to the brink of collapse.

"Officer! I heard you have identified the forty-eighth suspect. Are you confident you can solve the case this time?" "

Ask the killer that! Because I don't have much of a choice."

Having just used this sharp answer to fend off a reporter, Miyuki now dropped her cunning expression and
covered the victim's body with her coat.

"Huh! This is..." Something fell from between the victim's fingers—a brass ring,
tacky in appearance, seemingly a men's style. Could it be...?

"Is this the clue you left me? Thank you. I swear to you, I will catch the murderer and
avenge ." Before the deceased's spirit, Miyuki made a promise to herself and to the dead.

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The goddess's banquet ended.

The city night remained deep, and the demon still lurked in some corner, poised to strike its next target.

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