My Stunning Girlfriend (Part Thirteen)

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Word count: 20119 (Thirteen) Under Zitong's meticulous care, I spent a period of comfortable and happy days. However, the things that lingered in my mind could not be shaken off. How could I explain to that old man? Should I continue to associate with Qiu Dahai? What about Sasha? These days, I have been trying to break away from Qiu Dahai and have nothing to do with him anymore, so that I could focus on living our happy life with Zitong. But as the saying goes, you lift a stone only to drop it on your own foot. I inexplicably contacted that old man and then inexplicably recommended Zitong to him. Now I have fallen in love with Zitong. What if that old man really makes a move on Zitong? Can I bear to part with this obedient little wife? On the other hand, I don't feel guilty about Sasha. After all, Sasha has her master. Zitong's appearance has made my heart much more balanced. After our honeymoon with Zitong, we returned to a mundane life. Zitong was obedient and lovely, but after a while, it became rather dull. We only made love every two or three days, and the initial passion was gone. I started to miss Sasha more and more—her exquisite body, her charming face, her full hips, and especially her wanton demeanor in front of her master, which always aroused me. We hadn't seen each other for a long time. Although we occasionally talked on the phone or texted, with Zitong around, the sweet talk with her was gone. Sasha seemed to sense this too, subtly asking me several times if I had fallen for someone else. I always used work as an excuse to cover it up. We'd been together for several years, and it would be a lie to say there were no feelings involved. Putting aside Qiu Dahai, purely from the perspective of Sasha when we were together, she was definitely a good girlfriend. What's even more remarkable is her beauty and her captivating charm in bed. Having such a stunning girlfriend is every man's dream. However, the mere mention of Qiu Dahai made me extremely unbalanced. I was incredibly jealous and resentful of Sasha's subservience and humiliation in his presence, and even more resentful that Qiu Dahai had turned her into that state. Thankfully, the appearance of Zitong offered some solace. What I resented even more was the existence of those Japanese-style sex training institutions, turning a beautiful young girl like Sasha into a subservient sex slave. (Later, I also researched the development of sexual culture. From Guan Zhong's creation of prostitutes, the history of women serving men began. Later, during the Tang and Song dynasties, the institutions that trained Yangzhou's "slim horses" (a euphemism for prostitutes) were legally permitted, marking the beginning of the mass production of women as sex toys. In other words, from ancient times to the present, institutions producing sex toys have always existed; it's just that today's products are more scientifically advanced and better meet demand. However, such women are only the exclusive domain of the upper class. Only those without a desire for material stimulation pursue spiritual things. Having seen all kinds of beautiful women, the top tycoons or those in power need dreams.) The most perfect sex toy. For example, the old man's pursuit of the loli. And the appearance of Sasha. Another important point is the safety issue, especially in recent years, various sex scandals have ruined many people, so having a safe sex toy is quite important. (This article was first published on Spring Full Courtyard.) I am just a sad passerby, who sadly met Sasha and sadly learned her secret. You never know what surprises fate will give you in life. Originally, my fate was quite good. I came from a wealthy family and could have lived a carefree life, but I met Sasha and was drawn into her depraved life. I think this is my greatest misfortune. Fortunately, I have Zitong. Whenever these thoughts provoke me to the point of anger and sorrow, I go home and have sex with her. The petite girl, like a little white rabbit, moanes and cries beneath me, being manipulated in various positions. Watching her try so hard to cooperate, yet so helplessly being violated, gives me a cathartic pleasure. Zitong's obedient and gentle nature always unexpectedly touches me, making me even more unable to lose her. My contact with Shasha has never ceased. Once, she saw the text messages on my phone. She didn't react with the outbursts that other women make, but simply curled up under the covers and cried secretly. I couldn't find an excuse to comfort her, so I remained silent. Finally, after Zitong finished crying, she said to me, "Honey, you must use a condom when you're with other women. Other women aren't clean." I didn't know what to say, just smiled awkwardly and nodded. Not long ago, I had given her a good talking-to about her ex-boyfriend, but now she's discovered my relationship with Shasha. I feel both embarrassed and guilty. Logically, Zitong was the third party, but because of Sasha's special circumstances, I felt more guilty towards Zitong. Zitong, her eyes red, continued, "It's okay to play around with other women. I know men like novelty, but remember, I'm still here at home." I could only hold her in my arms, unable to say a word. But I had to admit, a man's heart can indeed hold many women. While feeling guilty towards Zitong, I couldn't help but go find Sasha. Unlike Sasha, Zitong was a natural-born "loli" (a term for a young girl with small, delicate features). Her hips and waist were underdeveloped. Most women have wide hips, making their buttocks appear larger, but Zitong's hips were narrow, with slender legs and a small waist, plus a flat chest—she really looked like a little girl. Sasha, on the other hand, had a curvaceous figure, beautiful legs, and a full bottom. Although her breasts were a bit lacking, I guess Qiu Dahai preferred natural beauty; otherwise, a breast augmentation surgery would have made her much more perfect. She had already returned to school, and Qiu Dahai hadn't contacted her again. She had a rare period of peace and quiet, and the whip marks on her body were no longer visible. Her simple attire couldn't conceal her outstanding temperament and beautiful face. Her full hips, encased in jeans, were firm and round, arousing all sorts of desire. Sasha smiled charmingly, her big eyes blinking as she looked at me and said, "It's a good thing you came today, otherwise I would have gone to Beijing tomorrow and you wouldn't have seen me." I asked, "What for?" Sasha said helplessly, "It's an internship arranged by the school. I'll be back in a few days, nothing much." When I got home, I received the call I least wanted to receive. It was the old man's secretary, asking me to take Zitong to Beijing as well. Qiu Dahai would arrange things afterwards. My heart sank. It's over. What should I do? Just watch Zitong be taken away? Sasha had already made me a huge failure; did I have to be a failure again? It was all my fault. I could only face it. I didn't dare refuse; I could only grit my teeth and take it one step at a time. I immediately called Qiu Dahai. When he answered, I asked, "What's going on? Why are you suddenly asking me to go to Beijing?"
Qiu Dahai explained, "Tomorrow night is a high-ranking official's birthday. His daughter wants to have a party at my club, and that old man is also on the guest list. He wants to take this opportunity to meet that girl." I quickly said, "That girl is now my girlfriend, and I'm starting to regret it." Qiu Dahai was taken aback, saying incredulously, "What? Girlfriend? Does Sasha know?" "Sasha doesn't know, don't worry. The problem now is that I regret introducing her to that old man. I can't bear to lose her!"
Qiu Dahai sighed deeply and said, "Nephew, do you know who that old man is? Even if you regret it, you have to do what you agreed on, otherwise we'll both be dead without even knowing how. He can bankrupt us with just a few words, including your father!"
Now I was completely at a loss. I had just returned home after a sweet and tender time with Sasha, and my initially cheerful mood plummeted. All I could do was tell Zitong to pack our things and head to Beijing first thing tomorrow morning. The next afternoon, we arrived at Qiu Dahai's company, and Qiqi once again led us to Qiu Dahai's office. Zitong looked around with great interest, excitedly linking her arm with mine and saying, "Wow, their company is so big, and the decor is so nice. Working here must be so prestigious." I could only reply casually, "Definitely, their company makes a fortune every year." "When will our company ever grow to that size?" I could only smile wryly. If she knew how Qiu Dahai acquired his wealth, she wouldn't be so envious. Qiu Dahai was still laughing heartily, saying to us, "Welcome, welcome." I introduced her, "This is my girlfriend, Zhou Zitong." Qiu Dahai smiled knowingly and said, "Hello, Miss Zhou. Your boyfriend and I are like uncle and niece, so you can just call me Uncle." Zitong smiled sweetly and said, "Hello, Uncle Qiu." After dinner, Qiu Dahai led us through a private elevator to the secret club on the top floor. In the spacious hall, many young people were busy setting up things for the evening. Dozens of men and women were bustling about. Qiu Dahai explained that these were either rich kids or children of officials, all with considerable influence. Because his place was relatively private, it had become a regular haunt for them. This was why Qiu Dahai's network of connections was expanding, and he had secured development rights to several plots of land, each contract representing an investment of over a billion yuan. At this rate, his name would soon be on the rich list. Several people greeted Qiu Dahai. Zitong seemed a little uncomfortable, clinging tightly to me. The girls, seeing Zitong, exclaimed in surprise, "Who's this handsome guy? Why did he bring such a cute little girl?" Zitong blushed at the comments, clinging to my arm, unsure what to say. Qiu Dahai said, "They're here for the party too." The girls added, "It's a costume party tonight, you need to change." Qiu Dahai said, "They didn't bring any. Do you have any suitable clothes?" The girls, who also particularly liked Zitong, quickly pulled her to a room. Zitong was a little shy and held my hand, reluctant to go. I said, "It's okay, I'll wait for you outside."
A little while later, Zitong came out. Her hair was tied in cute pigtails, and she wore a pink princess dress, white stockings, and round-toed pink shoes. She was also holding a magic wand. I was stunned; she was so adorable! Zitong's round, doll-like face and big, blinking eyes made her look both cute and playful in the dress, like a little magician from an anime. A few girls chattered and praised her for a while before going back to their work. Zitong, holding the magic wand, smiled at me and said, "How is it? Does it look good?" I quickly replied, "It looks good, it looks good." "There are many more clothes inside; you should change too." Zitong accompanied me into the room. I saw that it was a special changing room, with various men's and women's clothing on one side and a small wardrobe on the other, where you could lock your clothes after changing. Because I anticipated Sasha might have already arrived, I wanted to choose an outfit that I could wear with a mask. Finally, with Zitong's help, I changed into a tuxedo, put on the mask, and became Kamen Rider from Sailor Moon. Fortunately, this outfit matched Zitong's quite well, and everyone in the hall praised it. By then, everyone else had finished their work and went to change clothes. Various costumes were on display, and with the dazzling lights, it looked very magical. Zitong gradually became less reserved, linking her arm with mine and looking around, chatting with people in different costumes. Someone opened various drinks, and we drank and chatted. Zitong had probably been cooped up at home for a long time, and she was in high spirits. After a few drinks, she became even happier, actively joking with others. Makeup has its advantages; various costumes concealed our true identities, and people became more relaxed, with laughter everywhere. As time went by, more and more people arrived, filled with young people in all sorts of strange costumes, joking without any restraint. The last to enter were those who hadn't changed clothes; they were all older, some with gray hair. I knew the main attraction had arrived; it was late at night, and everyone was finally here. A DJ, microphone in hand, stood in the center of the dance floor and announced, "Distinguished guests, friends, welcome to our Fantasy Dance Party! Now, please welcome our host, Chairman Qiu, to speak." A round of applause erupted, and Qiu Dahai said, "Thank you all for coming, thank you for your trust. The safety here is absolutely reliable, so please feel free to drink and have fun!" Then came the main character of the day, an elderly man with gray hair, who walked to the center and said, "It's my birthday today. I hadn't originally planned to have this dance party, but my daughter insisted on celebrating, so she dragged me here. Actually, I don't think it's a bad thing. Giving everyone a reason to get together can strengthen our relationships and allow us to exchange ideas, which is great. Tonight is mainly for the young people to have fun, while those of us who are older can sit in the rooms and chat. Have a good time!" After he finished speaking, there was laughter and applause, and deafening music began to play. People in various costumes started to sway their bodies, some gathered in groups laughing happily, and some sat on the sofas against the wall, drinking and playing drinking games. The older folks went into the inner room, which also had drinks and was relatively quiet, allowing them to sit and chat. Qiu Dahai was also there, warmly greeting everyone. Zitong happily pulled me onto the dance floor and started dancing in front of me. I'm not much of a dancer, so I just bounced around randomly to the music. Zitong, on the other hand, had formal dance training. Her flexible body, combined with the alcohol, made her very excited, swaying and twirling around me. Coupled with her adorable outfit, she leaped around like an elf, attracting many glances and whistles. Especially with her height of just over 150cm, her slender and delicate figure, paired with that cute outfit, made her undeniably adorable. It was as if a character from an anime had stepped into the real world. After dancing for a while, we got a little tired, so we sat down on the sofa to rest. Looking at the frenzied crowd on the dance floor, we saw some pretty girls surrounded by groups of people. There was also a girl with a great figure, dressed as Catwoman, performing a sexy and alluring dance while holding onto a pole, eliciting screams and cheers from the crowd. Zitong, holding her wine glass, exclaimed loudly, "Wow, this is so exciting! This is the first time you've brought me to a place like this!"
I asked, "So, do you like it?" Zitong replied, "I love it! I've been cooped up at home for so long, coming here to have some fun is really great, it really lifts my spirits."
Not far from us, a man and a woman were passionately kissing. The woman had taken off her top, her upper body bare, straddling the man's lap, her arms around his neck, her breasts being kneaded by him. Zitong looked at them, stuck out her tongue, and said, "Wow, so open. Aren't they afraid of being seen?" I laughed and said, "No one's watching here. Look over there." I pointed to another side, where seven or eight men and women were gathered, holding tinfoil, smoking drugs. Those who had finished were lying on sofas enjoying their pleasure. Zitong quickly pulled me up, saying, "Let's go dance. Watching this will corrupt us." Zitong returned to the dance floor, and those who had seen her earlier quickly made way for the adorable little sprite to dance again. As we danced, Qiu Dahai came to my side and waved. My heart sank; what was coming was finally coming. I took Zitong's hand and followed Qiu Dahai, leaving the crowd. After passing through several rooms and turning a corner, I arrived at another room. Pushing open the door, I found it was just a storage room, cluttered with cardboard boxes and cleaning supplies. But there was another door inside—a thick, keypad-locked door. Opening it led to another small room. It turned out to be a secret room. The room wasn't large; the walls were decorated with calligraphy and paintings, and against one wall sat a two-seater sofa, one on each side, facing each other. There was a carpet on the floor, and a fragrant aroma, perhaps from burning sandalwood, wafted out as soon as the door opened. The furnishings were simple; nothing else was there. The lighting was dim. On one sofa sat Secretary Zhou, and on the other, the old man. What surprised me even more was that, instead of a table between the two sitting opposite each other, someone was slumped over—it was Sasha. Sasha's head was facing Secretary Zhou, her backside to the old man, head held high, back bent, lying motionless. I caught a glimpse of her profile, and her exquisite curves made my mouth dry. She had a gag in her mouth and a nose hook on her nose. Looking down, her saliva had soaked a large patch of carpet; it was unclear how long she had been lying there. A dildo was inserted into her anus, vibrating buzzing. A thin thread from the nose hook ran from her head to her back, connecting to the dildo in her anus, so that if Sasha lowered her head, the dildo would be pulled out. This meant Sasha could only keep her head up, completely immobile. Sasha was indeed wearing that metal-chain corset again, black stockings, and black high heels over ten centimeters high. Her beautiful legs and slender waist were encased in black, making her exposed buttocks appear even fuller and whiter, gleaming alluringly in the dim light. On Sasha's back were three wine glasses and an ashtray, the cigarettes still burning. It turned out Sasha had been acting as a table. Zitong, never having seen anything like it, gasped in surprise, pointing at Sasha with her mouth agape. I gently put my arm around Zitong's shoulder, and she stared at me in surprise. I whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid. Women these days will do anything for money." That was all I could say, because I couldn't think of any other reason. Luckily, the music outside was loud enough that Sasha wouldn't hear. Zitong stared at Sasha in astonishment, looking at the gag in her mouth, the nose hook, and the vibrator in her anus. She had never seen these things before, but thankfully, the lewd scenes of young men and women she had witnessed outside had somewhat strengthened her mental fortitude, and she didn't react too strongly. The old man, who had been stroking Sasha's buttocks and laughing and talking to Secretary Zhou, was attracted by Zitong's cries, and both of them looked towards the door. Zitong clung tightly to my arm, standing beside me like a little bird, still holding the magic wand in her hand. The old man, who had been leaning against the sofa, straightened up when he saw Zitong and stared at her from head to toe. Fortunately, Zitong was distracted by Sasha and didn't see his burning gaze. The old man took the still-smoldering cigar from the ashtray on Sasha's back, took a deep drag, and nodded at me. The already adorable Zitong, coupled with her very flattering outfit, pleased the old man greatly. I watched him smile and nod at me, but a chill ran down my spine! Qiu Dahai exchanged a few perfunctory words with them; I simply nodded a few times, and then Zitong and I left. Afterwards, I wanted to leave quickly, to escape this troublesome place. But Zitong asked me to wait for her; she needed to use the restroom. Sometimes, that's how things are in this world—a small decision can change a lifetime. If I had grabbed her and left quickly then, there wouldn't have been this story. Just then, Qiu Dahai quickly caught up and asked, "Where is she?" I pointed to the bathroom, and he continued, "Boss Ling has already fallen for her and can't wait any longer."
The Boss Ling he mentioned was the old man; everyone in their circle called him Boss Ling. I said, "No, we absolutely can't let him take Zitong away." Qiu Dahai said, "Don't worry, not yet. It's best to let him have his fun first." Actually, I could tell from the old man's reaction that Zitong would eventually be his. I said, "Isn't there any other way?" Qiu Dahai said, "No, and you'd better not think of anything else. He could kill you with a flick of his finger."
I nodded helplessly, resigned to my fate. Qiu Dahai said, "Go check later; I'll create an opportunity for you." "Okay, try your best not to let him take Zitong away, buy me some time." "I'll try." We were both lost in our own thoughts and didn't speak again. After a while, Zitong came out, and Qiu Dahai quickly said, "Ah, Miss Zhou, don't rush off. I need your help with something." Zitong asked, "Uncle Qiu, what is it?" Qiu Dahai said, "My secretary isn't here tonight. Could you help me organize some documents? There are too many people tonight, and all the expenses need to be reimbursed. I can't handle it myself, but it should only take an hour at most." Zitong looked at me, seeking my opinion. I said, "Sure, I'll wait for you at the dance area." Zitong said, "Okay, Uncle Qiu." Qiu Dahai nodded and said, "Thank you, thank you. Let's go then." Zitong whispered in my ear, "Don't flirt with other women." I smiled and said, "Don't worry. Go quickly and come back quickly." I watched Zitong and Qiu Dahai's departing figures, feeling a pang of sadness and pain in my heart. It was all my fault for being so clever and pushing Zitong into this mess. After standing there for a while, I quickly followed them. I hurried to catch up with them, just as they entered the room. I quietly followed them in. The light in the outer room was on, but Qiu Dahai turned it off as soon as he came in. The door to the inner room wasn't closed. Qiu Dahai turned off the light but left the door open so I could spy on him. I hid behind a pile of cardboard boxes in the dark, which gave me a good view of the room. But I didn't see Sasha; I wondered where she had gone. I was quite adept at this kind of spying; I'd only ever spied on Sasha before, but this time, by some strange twist of fate, it was Zitong. My heart pounded, and my penis involuntarily hardened. At that moment, Qiu Dahai led Zitong into the room and had her sit next to the old man. Secretary Zhou sat opposite them, while Qiu Dahai stood at the door without sitting down. Zitong was a little reserved and sat uncomfortably on the sofa. She said, "Uncle Qiu, what accounts do you need to do? Hurry up and do them, my boyfriend is waiting for me outside." Secretary Zhou laughed and said, "Miss Zhou, don't be shy. I didn't call you here to do accounts." Zitong asked, "Is there anything else I can help with?" The boss said, "Actually, I think you're a very cute young lady, and I wanted to have a chat with you." As he spoke, he put his hand on Zitong's leg. Zitong's body trembled. The quick-witted girl realized the danger and stood up to run out, but Qiu Dahai was at the door. He grabbed her and threw her back onto the sofa. Zitong screamed and struggled to her feet, still trying to run out. Secretary Zhou stood up and kicked Zitong in the stomach. Although Secretary Zhou was old, he was still quite agile. He had sadistic tendencies and certainly wouldn't show any mercy. The kick made Zitong cry out in pain and sit back down on the sofa. Zitong clutched her stomach and glared angrily at Secretary Zhou. Secretary Zhou said, "If you run again, I'll beat you to death, you little bitch!" Ignoring the pain in her stomach, Zitong screamed, "Help! Help!" Qiu Dahai said, "Stop screaming. The music outside is so loud, no one will hear you." Zitong blushed and looked at Qiu Dahai, saying, "Uncle Qiu, how can you do this? My boyfriend is right outside!" Qiu Dahai said, "Your boyfriend is waiting for you outside. I told him that this gentleman has taken a liking to you. You stay here and serve him obediently, and I'll let you go after we're done. I guarantee your boyfriend won't know."
Zitong wouldn't listen. She suddenly stood up and rushed towards the door again, but she was too weak and no match for Qiu Dahai. After struggling in his arms for a while, she was thrown onto the sofa like a chick. Secretary Zhou grabbed Zitong's braid, stroked her face, and said, "If you don't behave, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you go out with a swollen face, what will your boyfriend say? Tell him you were raped, and I guarantee he'll dump you immediately." Zitong was shocked and angry, sobbing and tears streaming down her face. She struggled to shake off Secretary Zhou, but he lost his temper and slapped her hard across the face, saying, "Do you really want me to swell up your little face?"
Zitong covered her face and said, "I'll sue you! You just wait! You'll be going to jail!" Qiu Dahai laughed loudly, "Don't be so naive. If you want to sue us, you'll have to wait until you get out. Before that, you'll still be raped! Be good, or after I rape you, I'll make your boyfriend come see you and see how you look after being raped!" Zitong sobbed, "Uncle Qiu, I trusted you so much, why are you doing this to me?" Qiu Dahai took out a card, threw it on the ground, and said, "Miss Zhou, there's 200,000 yuan in this card. If you behave, you can leave after it's over, and this 200,000 yuan is yours. If you don't behave, after I rape you, not only will you not have any money, but I'll also make your boyfriend come see how ugly you are!" Zitong struggled desperately. Secretary Zhou was not prepared for this and was pushed aside. Secretary Zhou got angry, cursed, and kicked Zitong to the ground. He then kicked her twice more in the abdomen before sitting down on the sofa, panting. Zitong curled up on the ground, clutching her stomach, groaning in pain. Secretary Zhou said, "Think it over carefully. If you obey, we'll let you go, and you'll even get paid. No matter how hard you work, you can't earn 200,000 yuan in one go, right?" Zitong's petite body couldn't withstand such a beating; the pain rendered her speechless. Qiu Dahai said, "Think it over carefully. I'll give you five minutes. After five minutes, whether you like it or not, we'll rape you, and your boyfriend will find out. But if you behave, not only will you get paid, but we'll also help you change clothes and take a bath, guaranteeing your boyfriend won't notice." He then ignored Zitong and sat down on the sofa. Secretary Zhou said, "By the way, Boss Qiu, how come that little bitch's ass is so perky? Did you take her to get it done?" Qiu Dahai said, "Absolutely not. Every part of her body is natural; she's never had any surgery."
The old man who hadn't spoken until now also said, "Hmm, I believe that. Women from that place are usually naturally beautiful. If you bring someone who's had plastic surgery, people will laugh their heads off."
The three chatted and laughed amongst themselves, ignoring Zitong completely. After a while, Zitong recovered a little from the pain, wiped the tears from her face, and seeing no one at the door, struggled to run away again. Secretary Zhou had already seen her, and before she could stand up, he stepped on her slender waist and forced her to the ground again, making her cry out in pain. Qiu Dahai cursed, "You ungrateful little slut." Zitong lay on the ground, weakly saying, "Please, please let me go." Qiu Dahai said, "Miss Zhou, I'll give you one more chance. Do you want to be raped first and then dumped by your boyfriend, or do you want to obediently listen to me, take the money, and happily go home with your boyfriend?" Zitong lay on the ground, the struggle had already exhausted her strength, and the fear in her heart had left her somewhat exhausted. She didn't answer, only repeatedly saying, "Please, let me go, let me go." Qiu Dahai helped her sit on the sofa and said, "I'll count to five, and you decide whether you obey or not. Five, four, three, two." After Qiu Dahai finished counting, Zitong just kept crying and didn't speak, her hands on her lower abdomen, the pain from being kicked still lingering. She whispered, "Please, please let me go. I'll do anything except this!" Seeing that Zitong was on the verge of a breakdown, Qiu Dahai quickly said, "Do you think we care about anything else but your body?" Zitong wiped away her tears and said, "Uncle Qiu, I beg you, please spare me." Qiu Dahai said, "Begging won't work. If you behave, I'll let you go. You love your boyfriend very much, right? You definitely don't want him to know that you were raped by three old men, right? Besides, your family isn't well-off. This 200,000 yuan can help your family with a lot of things. You're smart; you know what to do." Zitong lowered her head, speechless. Secretary Zhou suddenly grabbed her braid again and said, "You little slut, you won't listen to reason, will you?" He raised his hand to hit her again! Zitong was already terrified of being hit. She raised her hands to protect her head and cried, "Don't hit me, don't hit me anymore." Secretary Zhou grabbed her hair and shook her head, making Zitong stagger. Secretary Zhou said, "You slut, if you don't want to be beaten, then listen to me." Zitong cried, "
Please let me go! What you're doing is illegal!" Boss Ling, who hadn't moved, spoke up, saying, "I am the law. Talking about the law in front of me is useless." Zitong pleaded, "Please, my boyfriend will come looking for me! He'll come looking for me!" Qiu Dahai said, "Dream on! He's probably having fun with some woman in a corner right now. Why would he care about you?" Zitong completely broke down, covering her face and sobbing. Secretary Zhou and Qiu Dahai exchanged a glance, grabbed Zitong's clothes, and ripped her skirt apart. Zitong struggled to hold onto her clothes, but it was no use; they were torn to shreds in a few moments. Because the weather was getting cooler, everyone was wearing thicker clothes, and Zitong hadn't even put on nipple covers, leaving her two pink nipples exposed. Below, she wore a cute white panty, and her two slender legs, clad in white stockings, were pressed tightly together. The two men were about to pull off Zitong's panties when she cried out, "Wait, wait!" Hearing this, my heart sank completely. Zitong had given up resisting, and I had finally pushed her into the abyss with my own hands. Regret, remorse, anger, and a little excitement surged through me. Secretary Zhou released Zitong and said, "Hmm, that's a good girl. You should have done this earlier!" As he spoke, the three men sat on the sofa, laughing, watching Zitong. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that a wealthy man and two high-ranking national leaders would conspire to rape a girl. Zitong squatted on the ground, covering her body with her hands, and said, "I have conditions." The old man said, "No problem, tell me!" Zitong said, "I will only do it with one person, and I will leave afterward. Otherwise, even if you kill me, I will not agree!" This was the last right Zitong could fight for. Qiu Dahai said, "Of course, as long as you're obedient, anything is possible." Knowing she couldn't escape her fate of being raped, Zitong could only lower her head and say, "I'll be obedient." Qiu Dahai said, "Okay, stand up and wipe your face clean. Don't cry." Zitong stood up. Qiu Dahai took a tissue, dampened it with a little alcohol, and handed it to Zitong, who took it and wiped her face. After she finished wiping her face, the boss said, "Little Tongtong, come here." Zitong threw away the tissue, covered her chest with her hands, and remained motionless with her head down. Qiu Dahai said, "If you keep wasting time like this, it won't be finished in two hours. You need to know that!"
Qiu Dahai continued, "It's already like this, there's no use struggling anymore. Be good, finish it quickly and go home." After hearing Qiu Dahai's words, Zitong resigned herself to her fate, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and sat down next to Boss Ling. Zitong softly said, "I want the clothes I wore when I came." Secretary Zhou said, "No problem, no problem, as long as you're obedient, I'll get them for you in a bit." Boss Ling looked at Zitong's slender body and kept praising her, saying, "Not bad, not bad, excellent, truly a natural beauty. You're already 22 years old, right?" Zitong nodded, her eyes fixed on the ground, too shy to lift her head. Boss Ling greedily looked at her body, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid. He said, "How many boyfriends have you had before?" Zitong didn't answer, her shoulders shaking incessantly, and she started crying again. The shame of being naked, the helplessness of being coerced, made her feel extremely helpless, and she could only vent through crying. The boss pulled Zitong into his arms, his other hand slowly caressing her slender legs clad in white stockings. Startled by the touch, Zitong trembled, trying to pull her hand away, but couldn't. Secretary Zhou said, "Don't cry! If you continue to resist, I'll throw you outside naked!"
Zitong cried, "Please, I've promised you everything, please don't humiliate me anymore!" Qiu Dahai said, "Stop crying. Answer my questions honestly. If you waste any more time, you won't be able to leave."
Seeing that Zitong was still sobbing, Secretary Zhou grabbed her arm and pulled her towards the door, saying, "You little slut, I'll throw you out into the crowd and show you what shame is!" Zitong pulled her arm back forcefully, saying, "No, no." Secretary Zhou dragged Zitong to the old man and said, "If you don't want to, answer honestly. If you keep acting like a slut, I'll throw you out! Tell me, how many boyfriends have you had?" Zitong could only helplessly say, "Two, two." The boss asked again, "Really? Two? Did you lose your virginity to your first boyfriend?" This question was even more shameful. Zitong lowered her head and nodded slightly. Her hands covered her private parts, her legs were tightly pressed together, and she looked particularly shy. "Which boyfriend did you enjoy having sex with the most?" Zitong didn't answer, lowering her head, her face red to her neck. Secretary Zhou cursed and grabbed Zitong's arm. Zitong screamed in fright, crying out, "No, no, I'll talk, I'll talk!" Secretary Zhou released her. Zitong's voice was almost inaudible as she softly said, "The...the second one." "Why?" "Because...because I love him so much." Extreme shame caused Zitong to break down again, crying loudly, "Please, please stop humiliating me, please!" Seeing that Zitong had completely collapsed and would likely no longer resist, Qiu Dahai left, leaving the two old men in the room to continue humiliating her. He probably went to Sasha's place. Sure enough, Zitong seemed to have completely given up struggling. Her legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground, head down, shoulders shaking, sobbing incessantly. She had completely succumbed to reality! She whispered, "Let me go, please." Secretary Zhou said, "If you behave, we'll let you go. Don't cry!" Zitong was still sobbing when Secretary Zhou kicked her hard in the stomach again, his leather shoe striking her soft belly, causing her to scream in pain. Secretary Zhou said, "If you dare cry again, I'll beat you to death. Tell me, will you listen to me?" Zitong groaned, "Don't hit me, I'll listen." Boss Ling said, "Good girl, don't cry, good girl." Zitong took deep breaths, calming herself down, and slowly stopped sobbing. Boss Ling saw that she had stopped crying and said with a smile, "That's a good girl. Come sit on the sofa." Zitong clutched her stomach and got up, sitting on the sofa. The old man embraced her slender body and said, "Tongtong, be good, take off your underwear." Zitong didn't move, just letting Boss Ling embrace her. Secretary Zhou said, "Didn't you hear me? If you don't behave, I'll take your underwear off and throw you out!"
Zitong resigned herself to her fate and slowly pulled down her underwear. The two men exchanged a smile. Zitong had given up; she stopped struggling and crying, taking off her own underwear. Her last line of defense had crumbled; they could do whatever they wanted to this girl. Secretary Zhou grabbed her legs and placed her on the sofa, his upper body resting in the old man's lap. Zitong closed her eyes, resigned to her fate, no longer struggling, letting the two men do as they pleased. The boss looked at Zitong with satisfaction and said, "Hmm, that's a good girl." He stroked Zitong's body, his fingers gently kneading her nipples. Zitong remained motionless with her eyes closed. Secretary Zhou placed his hands on Zitong's slender legs, stroking them back and forth. Zitong shuddered, opened her eyes, looked at Secretary Zhou, and said, "You promised me you'd only do it with one person." Secretary Zhou said, "Of course, I certainly won't do it to you, but I didn't say I wouldn't touch you." Zitong closed her eyes again in despair, letting four hands caress her petite body. The boss continued to stimulate Zitong's nipples. Seeing that Zitong didn't react, he gave Secretary Zhou a wink. Secretary Zhou turned around and picked up a vibrator and a gag, which must have been left there by Sasha when she left. Secretary Zhou squatted down in front of Zitong with the gag and said, "Little darling, open your mouth." Zitong opened her eyes and understood what he was holding. She had personally witnessed Sasha drooling and behaving lewdly while wearing it. Shaking her head, she said, "No, I won't wear this, please, no, I've obeyed, what more do you want?"
Secretary Zhou ignored Zitong's pleas and said, "Since you've obeyed, open your mouth." Zitong struggled to sit up from Boss Ling's arms and said, "No, I won't wear it, let me go!"
However, with the boss holding Zitong tightly, she had no strength to break free. She could only shake her head, trying to avoid the gag being shoved into her mouth. Ignoring her struggles, Secretary Zhou grabbed her chin, forcibly pried open her mouth, and forcefully shoved the gag into her mouth with a snap. He then tied the rope behind her head, securing the gag tightly in her mouth, preventing her from spitting it out. Zitong already had little strength left, and her struggles were in vain; she couldn't escape being gagged. With her hands bound by the boss, she couldn't remove the gag herself and could only give up resisting, lying motionless in his arms. Secretary Zhou then turned on the vibrator. Seeing the vibrator in his hand, and hearing the buzzing sound, Zitong struggled again. However, with the gag in her mouth, she couldn't speak, only struggling, kicking her legs, and twisting her upper body in the boss's arms. But her frail body was completely at the mercy of others. Secretary Zhou easily spread her legs apart, and Zitong could only make whimpering sounds, shaking her head violently. Secretary Zhou inserted the vibrator into her narrow vagina, and Zitong struggled to close her legs, but her upper body was restrained by Boss Ling, and her slender legs were too weak to shake off Secretary Zhou, so she could only endure the stimulation from the vibrator. Zitong had never been played like this before, her waist twisting and whimpering. She wanted to break free from their torment, but it was all in vain, and she did break out in a lot of sweat. Gradually, Zitong lost her strength, moaning helplessly, only her waist still straining, making a final struggle. Boss Ling then rubbed her nipples with his fingers, and Secretary Zhou inserted the vibrator a little further, directly to the end of her vagina, and lowered his head to lick her clitoris. Zitong's sensitive areas were attacked at the same time, and she could only struggle helplessly. Gradually, the strength of her struggles weakened, and she let out a few more moans. Boss Ling chuckled, "Hehe, this little darling's feeling good, starting to get horny." Zitong shook her head, trying to push Secretary Zhou away, but Boss Ling grabbed her hands. But the moans didn't lie; Zitong was already experiencing pleasure. Besides, she had experienced orgasm before, and she knew how pleasurable it was. She also knew that what the two old men were doing to her would take her to orgasmic heaven. Her moans grew louder, and her waist twisted slightly, not as a struggle, but as she cooperated with Secretary Zhou's tongue, seeking more stimulation. Secretary Zhou lifted his head, and Boss Ling used his fingers to stimulate her clitoris, while he took the vibrator and began thrusting it in and out of her vagina. The finger stimulation was much faster than the tongue, and with the vibrator's thrusting, Zitong moaned loudly, her legs involuntarily spreading wider. Her hands gripped Boss Ling's clothes tightly. She finally got into the mood. Secretary Zhou said, "The little bitch is in heat." Boss Ling said, "Yeah, a slut is a slut, she gets in heat so easily." How could Zitong not hear their insults? She shook her head, trying several times to close her legs, but then opening them again halfway, still unwilling to give up the waves of pleasure. Her mouth was already full of saliva, which dripped from the corner of her mouth as she tilted her head. Boss Ling stimulated her clitoris with his fingers while licking the corner of her mouth. Zitong moaned, her waist twisting and turning, completely immersed in the pleasure, as if she had forgotten where she was. Boss Ling raised his head, kneading her nipple with one hand and rubbing her clitoris with the other, observing Zitong's reaction. Secretary Zhou increased the frequency of his thrusts. Zitong was completely lost in the moment, her hands even wrapping around her legs, spreading them wide into an M shape. This was a position Zitong often made when we made love, the purpose being to completely expose her genitals to facilitate my thrusting. Stimulated by the pleasure, she forgot she was being humiliated by two old men, and actively made this movement to intensify her pleasure. All of this was observed by the two old men. Secretary Zhou said, "So shameless, spreading her legs so wide, she wants to be penetrated more, doesn't she?" Boss Ling said, "Hmm, I think this little slut is about to climax." Sure enough, a few minutes later, Zitong was about to climax, moaning softly, her head thrown back, her back arched upwards, her whole body covered in a fine layer of sweat. The pleasure accumulated more and more, finally reaching its peak. Zitong's body arched upwards, she let out a loud cry, and began to convulse. The pleasure exploded; she finally climaxed. Seeing Zitong climax, the two men stopped, laughing as they watched her lewd appearance. Secretary Zhou said, "Haha, congratulations! You've finally found someone you like." Boss Ling said, "She's really good-looking, cute, and her body is sensitive. With a little training, she'll be a gem." As they talked, Zitong slowly straightened her body, having come to her senses. She realized the shameful things she had just done and covered her face with her arms, not daring to look at the two old men. Secretary Zhou said, "Do you know how lewd you were just now? And you're still pretending to be a chaste and virtuous woman." Boss Ling said, "Little Tongtong is shy, she's covering her face and doesn't dare to look at people." Secretary Zhou said, "Both holes are stuffed with things, and the way you climaxed just now was incredibly lewd. Do you still know how to be shy?" As he spoke, he suddenly pulled the vibrator still inserted in her vagina out. Zitong was stimulated by this unexpected sudden movement and let out a soft moan. Her body convulsed a few more times. Her climax hadn't subsided, and her body was extremely sensitive. Boss Ling rubbed her clitoris a few more times, and Zitong twisted her body, continuing to moan.周书记说道「真淫荡，刚才还是宁死不从呢，现在摸一下就浪叫。」说着又伸手解开了她的衔口球，梓童舔了舔嘴唇，说道「好了吗，放我走吧。」
周书记说道「你倒是爽了，我们还没爽呢，起来。」说着把梓童拉了起来，说「跪下！」梓童还要挣扎，周书记说道「还想挨揍是不是？乖乖听话。」梓童吓得没有继续挣扎，被强按着跪在了令老板面前。 Secretary Zhou said, "Unbuckle his belt and give him a proper blowjob!" Zitong was held down firmly by Secretary Zhou, kneeling on the ground and shouting, "No, I don't want to!" Secretary Zhou said, "Don't want to? Do you think you have a choice? Did I hit you too lightly just now?" The boss said gently, "Tongtong, be good, listen to me. It will hurt a lot if you get hit. The people outside haven't left yet. It's so embarrassing to be thrown outside naked. What if your boyfriend sees you?" Zitong said helplessly, "No, I'll listen, I'll listen. I'm willing to have sex with you, please don't make me give you a blowjob, okay?" Secretary Zhou became impatient, grabbed her braid, pulled her to the ground, and said, "You slut, did you have enough fun just now? Do you know how lewd you are? If you keep pretending to be innocent, I'll beat you to death!" As he spoke, he raised his foot as if to kick her again. Startled, Zitong quickly covered her stomach, saying, "No, no, I'll listen, I'll listen." Secretary Zhou gently kicked her, saying, "Then hurry up, what are you dawdling for?" Zitong got up, knelt in front of Boss Ling, and reached out to undo his belt. Boss Ling lifted his waist and pulled down his pants and underwear. His penis was already erect. Zitong looked at his dark, fleshy rod, took a deep breath, and reached out to grasp it with both hands. She still felt some resistance and hesitated to open her mouth. Secretary Zhou grabbed her braid and pressed her head down, saying, "Open your mouth, take it in. I think you're just a slut, I have to beat you!" Zitong slowly opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and Secretary Zhou pressed her head down again, finally making her take his penis in her mouth. Secretary Zhou grabbed her braid and pushed it back and forth, and Zitong began to swallow and spit out his penis. Seeing that she had complied, Secretary Zhou let go, squatted down, and put his hand to Zitong's genitals, slowly rubbing her clitoris. Secretary Zhou said, "What a slut, she's soaking wet down there. One orgasm and she's already leaking so much fluid."
Zitong felt the pleasure in her lower body, letting out a soft hum through her nose, and her swallowing speed increased involuntarily. When the boss felt it was about time, he had Zitong get up, sit on him, and insert his penis into her vagina, making her move up and down. He then took her nipple into his mouth, savoring it carefully. Zitong couldn't help but moan again, and Secretary Zhou said, "This slut's getting aroused again, starting to get horny."
The boss asked, "Little Tongtong, are you feeling pleasure?" Zitong, too shy to answer, simply hummed in response with her eyes closed. However, her body tightened even more. The boss lifted Zitong up, placed her on the floor, pressed his hands against the sofa, her buttocks raised, and kneaded her bottom with both hands. With a forceful thrust, he penetrated her vagina and began pumping. As he thrust, he beckoned, and Secretary Zhou walked over. He whispered a few words in Secretary Zhou's ear, and then Secretary Zhou left. Zitong was already aroused, moaning in rhythm with his movements. She had already orgasmed in front of them, and she had let go, allowing the boss to grab her buttocks and fuck her hard. Five or six minutes later, Secretary Zhou returned, followed by six young men, one of whom I had just greeted. The men entered quietly. Zitong, still moaning with her eyes closed, was completely unaware of what was happening outside the door. At this moment, Zitong was facing the door, her pink leather shoes and white stockings still on. Her buttocks were raised as an old man vigorously penetrated her. The sexy position aroused the men, and some had already started unbuckling their belts. The boss asked, "Little Zitong, is it good?" Zitong didn't answer, only giving a muffled "Mmm." The boss asked, "Are you close to climaxing?" Zitong softly replied, "Not, not yet." Feeling ashamed, she rested her head on her arm, covering her eyes. Suddenly, the boss thrust deeply a few times and ejaculated. Zitong suddenly realized what had happened and quickly said, "No, don't ejaculate inside." But it was too late; the boss had already ejaculated, tightly holding Zitong's slender waist. She couldn't break free and could only helplessly wait for him to finish. Just as she was trying to break free, she looked around and realized that so many people had entered the room. Ah! With a gasp, ignoring the semen that had dripped onto her thighs, she grabbed her torn skirt from the floor and frantically covered herself. Zitong's face turned pale, and she curled up on the sofa, her body contorted in a ball. She screamed repeatedly. The boss, having put on his pants, sat down on another sofa with Secretary Zhou. Several young men chatted amongst themselves: "She's a little loli." "Looks pretty good. Tired of big tits? A change of pace." "I'm not interested in lolis." "Although I don't like lolis either, her legs are nice, thin and straight, worth a try." "Then don't fight me for her, I like lolis." "I'll go first, my girlfriend's waiting outside." "Let's go together, I have things to do, I need to get going." Zitong was terrified; things had developed beyond her expectations. Besides screaming, there was no other way for her to vent. It wasn't until someone took off their clothes and a hard penis was placed in front of her that she reacted, jumping up from the sofa and trying to run outside. Six burly men, as fierce as wolves, subdued a little girl who was no more than 152 cm tall and weighed less than 70 catties, as easily as crushing an ant. Some grabbed Zitong's arms, others her legs, and forced her to the ground. Several hands groped her body, and some even bent down to suck on her nipples. Zitong struggled helplessly, shouting for help, then begging for mercy, pleading with the men to let her go. Secretary Zhou said, "This is a slutty whore. She just had an orgasm and is very wet. If she doesn't behave, a few slaps will make her behave." One of them said, "Is that so? Little slut, behave and let us have some fun, otherwise we won't be as gentle as Uncle Zhou. If you anger us, we'll slash you a few times with a knife." As he spoke, someone spread her legs and thrust into Zitong's vagina, rapidly pounding into her. Secretary Zhou was actually filming with a camera. Zitong continued to plead, her voice broken and intermittent from the impact. Her hands and feet were held captive, and she couldn't break free, forced to endure the assault on her body. Zitong cried out "No, no!" but a few minutes later, the man ejaculated, exclaiming how good it felt, how tight and narrow her cunt was, and how incredibly pleasurable it was to fuck her. Another man hastily wiped away the remaining semen with a tissue before thrusting in again. Only with the third man did Zitong give up resisting, lying helplessly on the ground, her body trembling from the impact. Zitong began to moan, and the men released her, gathering around to watch her. "This slut is getting fucked so good." "Her moans are so sweet." "Fuck her harder, make her moan louder." "Look at her slutty face, so horny." "Hurry up, I can't wait." "Fuck, what's the rush, let me enjoy myself more." "Suck her tits." "Rub her clitoris, let's make her orgasm once, let's see how horny she can be." "Okay, okay, come on." The group divided the tasks, and several erogenous zones were attacked at the same time. Zitong was stimulated and shouted loudly. Zitong closed her eyes and said, "No, ah, I'm going to die, no!" "Slut, shouting no, but spreading your legs so wide, what a slut." "Haha, look, her face is all red from pleasure." Soon she orgasmed, and Zitong's body convulsed. "Damn, so sexy." "You came right away." "Get out of the way, it's my turn." "Damn, so tight, so good." There was no time for Zitong to savor the pleasure. After one person ejaculated, the other immediately took over. Zitong was so shocked that she cried out repeatedly. Perhaps she realized the function of the clitoris. When she came to her senses, the first thing she did was to moan and slowly rub her clitoris with her hand. With his other hand, he slowly kneaded her nipples. "Damn, I've never seen such a slutty woman." "Damn, I wish my girlfriend was this wild." "Get lost, if your girl were this slutty, you'd be drained dry by now." "Hey, slut, what's your name?" Someone asked Zitong's name. Zitong moaned, immersed in pleasure, and didn't answer his question until the man ejaculated and asked again. Only then did she moan and answer, "My name is Zhou Zitong." "Dude, did you enjoy it?" "Yeah, yeah." "Slut, are you about to climax again?" "Almost, almost." "Want me to keep fucking you?" "Yeah." Another man pressed down on Zitong. Zitong breathed a satisfied sigh, and the fingers rubbing her clitoris quickened their pace. Perhaps this man's stamina was poor, because Zitong kept shouting, "Faster, faster!" Zitong didn't climax until he ejaculated. Zitong rubbed her legs back and forth, one hand caressing her breasts, the other rubbing her clitoris. Feeling the emptiness inside her vagina, she inserted her fingers and stirred them back and forth. "Look at her slutty state." "She's really horny to the core." "Useless, she hasn't even come yet. Watch me. Buddy, you pick her up, I'll fuck her standing up."
As he spoke, the man who had already fucked her once came over, his penis hard again. He had someone pick up Zitong, positioning her in a position like a baby being urinated, while he grabbed her buttocks and started fucking her hard. This man was much stronger, and soon Zitong screamed. Perhaps because she had orgasmed so many times, it was a bit difficult for her to orgasm again. She fucked for more than ten minutes without reaching orgasm. The man holding her was probably a little tired, so he put Zitong down, letting her hold onto the sofa, her buttocks sticking up, in the same position as when the boss had fucked her, he spread her buttocks and fucked her hard. Another man approached Zitong, placing his penis in front of her. Zitong understood and opened her mouth, taking his penis in. "This slut, she was struggling and yelling 'no' just now." "Yeah, so slutty, but now she's willingly sucking cock." "I'm hard again, I can do it again." "You say her pussy is so tight, her asshole must be even tighter?" "Damn, you want to try?" "Of course. I'll fuck her asshole in a bit." With a penis in her mouth, Zitong supported herself with one hand, while the other reached down to her genitals, rubbing her clitoris. Behind her, another man was vigorously fucking her. The crisp sounds of slapping reached everyone's ears. Even the boss, standing nearby, watched intently. More than two hours had passed since Zitong entered the room; these were probably the most painful yet most pleasurable two hours of Zitong's life. "Damn it, all you do is moan. Give me a good suck." "Slut, you really need to be fucked." "Yeah, you're sucking my cock but not properly, just thinking about your own pleasure." "This slut feels so good to fuck. Where is she from? Can we fuck her again?" The long-awaited climax finally arrived after the three men took turns thrusting for over ten minutes. Zitong, sandwiched between them, couldn't speak, only thrusting her ass back. With the force of the thrusts, seeking even greater pleasure, the climax erupted again. Zitong collapsed to the ground, exhausted and overwhelmed by the pleasure, unable to move, just lying there breathing, her whole body trembling. "Didn't we fuck her to death?" "Definitely not, she's probably just exhausted." "Stop fucking her, let her rest for a while." "That was fucking great, we're leaving now." After a while, four men left, leaving two behind who wanted to do it again. These two were more familiar with Boss Ling and Secretary Zhou. The four chatted, letting Zitong rest on the ground, naturally focusing their conversation on Zitong. A moment later, the door opened, and two young men entered. "Damn, what are you doing here?" "I heard someone was gang-raping a little girl here. Don't you know I'm a lolicon? You didn't even call me."
"Holy crap, she really is a little loli. That figure is amazing! Why isn't she moving? You didn't kill her, did you?" "Bullshit! With Uncle Zhou and Uncle Ling here, what if we killed her?" Zitong lay on the ground for half an hour before she regained some strength and slowly sat up. Zitong was probably numb and didn't care about the two more people who came. She just asked what time it was. Someone told her the time, and when Zitong heard it, she remembered that I was still outside. She quickly said, "Let me go, please." "Damn it, I just got here, and you want to leave before I've even had my way with you?" Zitong looked at Boss Ling and Secretary Zhou and said, "Let me go, I've been obedient, and you've all done it to me, aren't you satisfied?" Secretary Zhou said, "You've been obedient, but not obedient enough." Zitong knelt on the ground and begged, "Please, what will it take to satisfy me? What do you want me to do to let me go?" Secretary Zhou said, "Show me your slutty behavior from before, and serve these four men well before you can leave, otherwise don't even think about leaving." Zitong said helplessly, "You said you'd only let me have sex with one person." "You broke your promise, and now so many people have come. How am I supposed to believe you?" Boss Ling said. "Little Tongtong, I didn't lie to you. This time I promise it's true." Secretary Zhou also said, "Yes, this time it's true. You don't have to believe me. I'll just call even more people to gang rape you later!" Zitong couldn't even cry anymore. She seemed to have gotten used to her situation. She was silent for a while, then said, "Okay, I'll listen to you." At this moment, the two young men who had just arrived said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let your brother have some fun." They walked naked in front of Zitong and said, "Come on, lick your brother's cock first!" Zitong didn't struggle or refuse anymore. She resignedly knelt on the ground, grabbed a man's penis, and started sucking and swallowing it. "Damn, you're only licking his and not mine." Another man was standing next to her. Zitong turned her head and sucked his penis, holding one penis in each hand and sucking and swallowing it back and forth. Then they made Zitong lie on her back on the sofa. One man spread her legs and started having sex with her, while the other knelt above her head, making her continue giving him oral sex. "Damn, so tight, you weren't lying, it feels so good." "It's just that your oral skills aren't very good." "So what? You'll get better after a few more times." "Not satisfied? How about we do a sandwich?" "Okay, come on!" One of them picked Zitong up and continued having sex with her while standing. Zitong's petite figure made this position effortless. The other man slowly rubbed his penis against her anus. Zitong seemed to have guessed their intentions and quickly said, "No, no." Secretary Zhou said from the side, "Didn't you just say you'd be obedient? Now you're not?" Zitong covered her anus with her hand and said, "No, please, I'll do anything else, but not here."
The man took her hand away and said, "You'll get fucked sooner or later, it doesn't matter who fucks you, what's there to be shy about?"
Zitong shook her head and said, "No, please, it hurts, it really doesn't work, please spare me." The man who was fucking Zitong's vagina said, "It'll definitely hurt the first time, but it'll feel good after a while. I'll deflower you today, you'll have to feel..." "Thanks, buddies." Zitong said, "No, can I give you oral sex, please?" "What's the point? I just want to fuck your ass." "No, please, I'll give you oral sex, footjob is fine too, do whatever you want, just don't." "No, relax, don't tense your ass." "No, can I kneel down and serve you? You can shoot in my mouth, I'll eat your semen. Please, I'll do anything, just not there." The man fucking her vagina slowed down, hugged Zitong tightly, and held her body still. Another man pressed against her anus, slowly pushing in. Zitong couldn't struggle, she could only shake her head and plead, "Brother, good brother, no, please, I'll do anything, no, it hurts, it hurts, ah." Her tears flowed again, she just shook her head, trying to push away the people holding her. The other two young men saw this, got up and grabbed her hands, helping them hold Zitong's body still. Zitong couldn't do anything except shake her head, she could only keep pleading. "Brother, please, no, it hurts!" "Relax your ass, how can I insert it when you're so tight? It's impossible to get in." "Brother, no, it hurts. Please, it hurts." "Damn, you're so stupid, I'll teach you." Saying this, a man walked behind Zitong and slapped her buttocks repeatedly more than a dozen times. Zitong screamed in pain, but the pain made her relax her anal muscles. The man thrust hard and finally penetrated her anus. Zitong screamed again, and with a strength she didn't know she had, she broke free from the person holding her, throwing the penises out of her vagina and anus, and fell to the ground. The man got angry and called the others to press Zitong face down firmly to the ground. "Damn, this slut is pretty strong." "Dude, hold her down, we're going to fuck this slut's asshole raw today!" This time Zitong couldn't struggle. Her legs were spread apart, the man rode on top of her, pressed against her anus, and thrust hard, successfully penetrating her anus. Zitong struggled but couldn't break free, and could only lie on the ground panting. She cried out, "Spare me, it hurts, brother, good brother, please!" The man thrust in and out a few times, then began to fuck her hard. "Damn, she's really tight, probably her first time, she's squeezing me so hard it hurts." "You're something else, you took her virginity." "Damn, I saw her outside and I've wanted to fuck her ever since, it's no wonder she gave me her first time." "Yeah, she was dressed like a fairy from an anime outside, so sexy, I wanted to fuck her to death."
Zitong gasped in pain, too weak to beg for mercy, and could only gasp for breath. The voice was broken by the impact, and he said helplessly, "No, it hurts, it's going to tear, don't put it in anymore, it hurts." "Damn, it's bleeding, it really hurts." "Damn, this asshole, I'll have to do it a few more times, it feels so good." "It's bleeding and you're still going to do it." "What are you afraid of? This time it'll be stretched open, next time it'll be easier." When Zitong heard that there was bleeding, she was also very scared and said, "Don't put it in anymore, it will break, brother, please, it really hurts." "Damn, I've made you feel so good, now it's okay for your brother to feel good too." "No, it hurts, it hurts, don't put it in anymore!" "Shut up, if you shout again I'll have them all fuck your asshole." "Yes, yes, if you shout again we'll all fuck your asshole, you'll fuck it until you can't even poop." Zitong was frightened and stopped begging for mercy, lying on the ground and letting him fuck her, just trembling in pain, tears streaming down her face. After a few minutes, the man ejaculated, pulled out his penis, which was still covered in blood, and the men released Zitong. Zitong clenched her legs together in pain, covering her anus with her hands. "Damn, you didn't rupture her anus, did you? There's so much blood!" "Damn, what do you know? Her anus is too tight, it just tore the skin a little, what's there to be afraid of!"
The other man ignored her pain, turned her over so she was face up, spread her legs and inserted himself again. Zitong stopped struggling, lay on the ground, opened her mouth and swallowed a penis that was thrust in front of her. "Haha, this slut's been fucked so many times, she's so obedient without anal sex." "You slut, suck my cock properly, I'll serve you well and then I won't fuck your ass." "Mmm, I'll be obedient, I'll serve you." "This slut's getting aroused, harder." "Hurry up, fuck her hard, I'll take over after you cum." "This slut's so lewd when she gets aroused, you're fucking her while she's masturbating, that slutty look is so tempting." "
Damn, I have to fuck her twice, she's too slutty." "Okay, then we're not leaving tonight, we'll fuck her all night, fuck this slut to death." "What if her man comes looking for us?" "What if? Let him join us." "Hahaha!" "Damn, you little slut, scream louder, or I'll want to fuck your ass again!" clt2014 Gold Coins +20 Reposted and Shared, Red Envelope Offered!

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