Lifetime sex slave

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The exact time and place of 　　this lifelong sex slavery incident are unknown; all that's known is that this is roughly a meeting room.

In the center of the room is a long, oval table, around which sit three people, seemingly waiting for something.

All three are dressed identically in white robes similar to those worn by priests or monks, each robe bearing a design on the back: a coiled snake with its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by two nude figures of a man and a woman.

The three vary in height and build, but their faces are obscured—they all wear masks.

The pure white plastic masks are sculpted into the shape of facial masks; the tallest and strongest wears a fierce-looking mask; the fattest, seemingly over two hundred pounds, wears a laughing mask; and the smallest, with a mournful face, appears to be a woman based on her build.

The three have been waiting for nearly half an hour and seem increasingly impatient. Fortunately, the person they were waiting for finally appeared.

At the other end of the conference room was a side door (not the one the three had used to enter), with a tower-like pattern carved on it. This door was now open, and a fourth person, also dressed in a long robe and wearing a mask, entered. He appeared tall and thin, with a blank, expressionless face.

“Finally here, High Priest!” the man with the fierce mask said rudely. “We all have our own duties, so we’re quite busy!”

the last to enter, called the “High Priest,” said coldly, looking at the tall, burly man. “God’s commands are complex and unpredictable, so it’s unavoidable that you all have to wait in this ‘holy land,’ because this is the only place in the world with a shortcut to ‘Eden’!”

“Never mind, High Priest, don’t take it personally. We’ve always known what kind of person ‘Marco’ is, haven’t we! Hehe…” the fat man chuckled, his large, laughing face a perfect contrast to his comical expression. “And what interests me even more is, what exactly is Eden’s new instruction this time?”

“Alright, John, let’s get back to the point!” The High Priest raised his hand, and several images appeared on the screen at the front of the conference room.

The screen displayed three photographs, all of them of the same girl—long, flowing black hair reaching almost to her waist, wavy and alluring; of medium height, slightly slender but exuding youthful grace; a beautiful face, including a pair of seemingly pitiful eyes and thin, leaf-like lips; her complexion was somewhat pale, but that couldn’t hide the fact that she was a stunning beauty.

The three photographs showed the girl’s full body, half-body, and a close-up of her face, but in all of them, her gaze was not directed at the camera.

The high priest continued,

“…This is the girl Eden has chosen this time. Her name is Kwong Wai-tung, she's 16 years old, and she's a Form 4 (first year of high school) arts student at the most prestigious girls' high school in the city. She's quiet and introverted, with above-average grades. She loves piano and painting, especially piano, where she's reached a very high level and has even performed abroad. Because she's rather passive and introverted, she doesn't have many friends. Not only does she not have a boyfriend, but she also has almost no opportunities to date men her own age… In addition, she's an only child. Her father is the eldest son of the president of the Kwong Group, which owns more than ten companies, and is currently the group's CEO…”

“It's been a long time since he's made a move on a high school girl… and the information is very detailed!” Marco said.

“Don't forget that ‘God’ is omniscient,” the high priest replied.

“He's actually targeting a rich young lady this time? It doesn't seem so easy!” said the thinnest of the three sitting people. From her voice, it was clear she was indeed a woman.

“Lucia is right. She rarely spends time alone outdoors, so recruiting her will require some effort…” the High Priest said.

“Forget about rich heiresses or penniless paupers, anyone chosen by our Holy Lord must be obtained!” said Marco, the one with the crudest language and the loudest voice. He was the strongest and tallest of the four; his muscular arms and fierce expression alone told him he was no ordinary man.

“That’s right, because it’s a necessary step in our ‘Eden’s Return Plan,’” the High Priest affirmed. “And since one of our ‘fellow believers’ is a teacher at her school, we should be able to use that to achieve our goal.”

“So beautiful, though a little thin, and very fair-skinned… she’s like a flower grown in a greenhouse. Will this girl be able to withstand our ‘ritual’? Hehe…” the fat John grinned maliciously, seemingly determined to carry out the “ritual” regardless of the girl’s reaction.

“It should be fine; women’s endurance is higher than you think!” said Luca, the only woman in the room.

"Is everyone alright? Then today's gathering will conclude here. By the 'ritual' in three days, we should be able to recruit that child into the cult!" the High Priest said confidently. "Farewell, everyone! May Eden be with you!"

"And with your hearts!"

With that, the High Priest left through the door with the tower pattern he had just entered through, but the other three had to leave through another door behind him. They were strictly forbidden from entering the door with the tower pattern unless Eden gave them instructions.

However, they knew that if they diligently fulfilled Eden's instructions, they would be rewarded—by opening the door to the "Tower of Babylon," and then passing through the Tower of Babylon to reach their long-desired Garden of Eden.

Chapter 1: The Cult's Evil Plan

1. The Serpent's Temptation

The school bell rang throughout the school building, signaling the end of class.

Freed from a long day of classes, the classroom of Class 4A at the prestigious girls' school, "Baicui Girls' High School," immediately came alive: students who had been patiently keeping quiet and loved to chat, those preparing for various extracurricular activities, and those discussing where to go after class... everyone's faces were radiant with energy.

"Xinyi, let's go see a movie?" "

Sorry, the student council has a meeting today!"

Mo Xinyi, the class president, disciplinary committee member, and vice president of the student council, apologized to the classmate who had invited her.

"See you tomorrow, bye-bye!"

Xinyi hurriedly said goodbye to her friend and rushed to the student council room. Her friends started gossiping:

"Xinyi is so busy, can she handle it?"

"Don't forget she's the captain of the track and field team and the judo team, we don't need to worry about her stamina!"

"Indeed, and with her leadership skills and affability, she's destined to be a student leader... But I really admire her, managing so many roles without neglecting her studies, consistently ranking in the top five in her class!"

"Of course, the title of 'school idol' isn't for nothing!"

In the corridor, Mo Xinyi saw her classmate Kuang Huitong walking slowly ahead. Unlike the energetic and restless Xinyi, Huitong was a quiet girl with refined manners, even her walk was deliberate and graceful.

"Xiaotong, are you going to your piano lesson again?"

Huitong slowly turned her head.

"Ah, it's Xinyi. Yes, I'm going to my piano lesson. Xinyi, what about you? Are you going to track and field practice? ... Or the student-teacher meeting?"

"Neither, it's the student council meeting!"

"Xinyi, you're so versatile! Nothing can stump you!"

"Don't joke around, I'm so busy I don't even have time to breathe. I'm actually a little envious of you!"

Xin Yi walked up to Hui Tong and walked side by side.

"Xin Yi, bye-bye!

" "Ah Wen, Xiao Xia, see you tomorrow

!" "Senior Xin Yi, goodbye!"

"Xiao Jiao, are you okay with tomorrow's test? You should go home and study early!"

Along the short corridor, people kept greeting Xin Yi, but no one greeted the introverted and unsociable Hui Tong.

(Xin Yi, I'm so envious of you!)

Hui Tong was a very quiet girl with snow-white skin and perfectly proportioned eyes, nose, and mouth, like a porcelain doll. Among her classmates, it was fair to say that there was roughly half and half supporters for who was the most beautiful girl in the grade, Xin Yi or Hui Tong.

Outside the school gate, there was a long slope leading down to the main street.

Kuang Hui Tong walked slowly, still thinking about what had just happened.

(Xinyi is so amazing; she seems to be able to become friends with anyone instantly. I wish I had half her courage and talkativeness…)

Huitong sighed softly. Her parents were always out working, and being a wealthy girl with no siblings, her personality and social standing made it difficult for her to find close friends… Aside from Mo Xinyi, who was outgoing and got along with everyone, she had practically no one else she could confide in. But Xinyi was so busy; she couldn't be with her often.

In truth, although Huitong's material life was very comfortable, she was a lonely and empty person at heart.

(God, could you grant me more courage?)

Huitong's hand gently touched the cross necklace hanging around her neck.

Lost in thought, a voice suddenly called out from behind:

"Huitong!"

Huitong immediately turned around.

"Ah...it's Professor Hu!"

Upon seeing Professor Hu Xueying, who teaches economics, Huitong felt a little surprised and nervous, not because she was a fierce teacher; on the contrary, she had always been very popular with students.

If Mo Xinyi was the school's idol student, then Professor Hu Xueying was the school's idol teacher: a model-like tall figure, captivating eyes, and full, alluring rosy lips, exuding the charm of a mature and beautiful 26-year-old teacher; her bright hair was tied back, and her smart and neat suit could not hide her full and alluring figure. Possessing top-notch beauty, coupled with erudition, intelligence, and a noble and mature demeanor, although she was a teacher, her bearing and mannerisms were by no means old-fashioned, but rather full of the style of a modern woman, making countless girls in the school look up to her as their role model.

(If only I could become a woman as outstanding as Teacher Hu someday…)

Countless girls thought this way, so during breaks or free time, she was often surrounded by a group of girls. The naturally introverted and passive Huitong rarely had the chance to talk to either of them privately.

What did this idolized female teacher want with her?

“Huitong, are you a believer?”

“Yes, are you, teacher?”

“That’s right, so I’d like to invite Huitong to our church’s gathering.”

Huitong’s face was full of doubt. Teacher Hu immediately continued,

“Please don’t mind me saying this: I always see Huitong alone, it seems she doesn’t have many friends…”

Huitong’s face darkened; she had indeed hit the nail on the head.

“My church has many warm and friendly members, and I hope I can introduce some to you, Huitong, so you have more people to confide in!”

Teacher Hu’s friendly and caring suggestion surprised and delighted Huitong.

(So Ms. Hu had been noticing me all along? She's even going to such lengths to help me…)

Hui Tong thought to herself. But she also worried whether someone as introverted as her could truly open her heart and make genuine friends. What if she wasted her teacher's efforts…?

Seeing Hui Tong's hesitation, Ms. Hu continued to persuade her:

"Don't worry, it's okay. I'll help you. Just have a little more confidence, and you'll definitely make good friends!" Her eyes were full of encouragement.

(Yes, envying others is useless; I must be willing to try myself; and I absolutely cannot let Ms. Hu's efforts and good intentions go to waste!)

Hui Tong made up her mind and nodded.

"That's great! Come to the teacher's office at 4:30 pm after school tomorrow!"

Ms. Hu smiled happily, but her smile seemed a little strange, though Hui Tong didn't notice.

2. The day after the Eden Return Ceremony

, after school, Kuang Hui Tong arrived at the teacher's office at the agreed time, and then left the school with Ms. Hu Xueying.

Driven by Xueying, the car headed straight for the suburbs. Along the way, she initiated conversation with Huitong, quickly making them feel much more comfortable with each other.

"Teacher, what's the name of the church you belong to..."

"It's called 'Eden Return Church'."

Huitong had never heard of the name before, but she didn't seem to care.

The car stopped in a parking lot next to a three-story European-style building in the suburbs. It looked more like a villa than a church. The two got out of the car and walked to the main entrance.

There were no signs indicating the church's name around the entrance; the only symbol on the door was a relief: a snake coiled on the ground, its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by nude figures of a man and a woman. This must be the church's emblem.

Teacher Hu rang the doorbell, and after a moment, the door opened from the center. A friendly-looking young man in his early twenties greeted them with a broad smile:

“Sister Xueying, you’re here!…Ah, this beautiful young lady is…”

“Let me introduce you,” Teacher Hu said immediately. “This is my student, Huitong; this is Jianbang, a friend I met at church. He’s a university student, but he volunteers at church in his spare time.”

“Is this Miss Huitong? Welcome!” Jianbang said with a smile, his sunny smile quite charming.

Teacher Hu then said to Jianbang:

“Huitong is a good girl, but she’s a little shy. Please take good care of her and talk to her a lot!”

Huitong’s fair face flushed with embarrassment. Jianbang laughed and said:

“Of course, no problem! But let’s not just stand at the door in the wind, let’s go in!”

Jianbang led the two girls into the hall, which was as big as two basketball courts. At the front was a podium, and behind the podium on the wall was a huge church emblem. At a point on the emblem hung a small statue of Jesus Christ nailed to the cross.

On both sides of the hall, rows of chairs were arranged against the walls. Some chairs were already occupied, while many others stood in the middle space chatting.

Among these people were the elderly and the young, men and women. Judging from their attire, they came from different social classes, but now there was no distinction between them. Everyone chatted and laughed as familiarly as brothers and sisters.

Although Huitong was already a believer, she accompanied her mother to a church every Sunday. The other guests there were all wealthy and influential, and aside from exchanging greetings, there was little interaction between them.

(Perhaps I'll actually make some friends here,)

Huitong thought to herself with a hopeful anticipation.

But as soon as the two girls entered, they immediately drew most people's attention. This was understandable; Hu Xueying was already a stunning woman with the looks and figure of a top model, and the schoolgirl who accompanied her, though a little pale, was also undeniably beautiful.

While there were many beautiful women among the other church members, none could compare to this teacher and student pair.

Many people immediately approached to greet Teacher Hu and ask about Huitong, mostly men. Huitong, blushing shyly, was completely unaware of the strange excitement in the men's eyes.

"Xueying, you're the protagonist of the 'ritual' today. How are you feeling?"

"A little nervous, but also very excited, because it's an honor to be chosen!"

"We're also looking forward to it. If it's you, Xueying, it will definitely be an unforgettable ritual!"

Huitong looked puzzled, but because she saw Teacher Hu busy greeting other church members, she didn't have a chance to ask her what the "ritual" was all about.

Finally, after greeting everyone, Teacher Hu turned to Huitong and said,

"The ritual is about to begin. Let's go over there first."

Teacher Hu led Huitong to a corner at the back of the hall, a space specially partitioned with glass, which could be described as a small glass room.

"Teacher, what's this...?"

"The usual practice here is that newcomers are first arranged to watch the ceremony in this glass room at the back, and then they make the final decision on whether they want to join the church."

(I see, that's very thoughtful...) As

soon as Teacher Hu and Huitong sat down in the glass room, the lights in the hall immediately dimmed, hymns filled the air, and everyone in the hall took their seats on the chairs on both sides. Huitong roughly counted and found that there were about sixty people in the hall, with a male-to-female ratio of about two to one.

"The ceremony is about to begin..." Teacher Hu whispered in Huitong's ear.

With the rising and falling hymns, four people dressed as pastors slowly walked out from a side door at the front of the hall and stepped onto the pulpit.

"!..."

When Huitong saw the faces of the four people, she was immediately stunned, not because they looked particularly frightening, but because Huitong couldn't even see their faces—all four of them wore pure white face masks.

Huitong glanced at Teacher Hu beside her, seeing her calm expression, she figured Teacher Hu was already used to it.

Most other people would have asked why they were dressed like that. But the quiet and passive Huitong simply watched silently, keeping all her questions to herself.

The ceremony began, led by the chubby pastor wearing a smiling mask, with the usual church rituals of prayer, scripture reading, and hymn singing.

Next, the chubby pastor announced excitedly:

"As you all know, today is the day of our long-awaited monthly 'ceremony'! Now, let's invite our High Priest to address you and lead the ceremony!"

A tall pastor with a blank face stepped forward to the microphone, and the parishioners below immediately applauded enthusiastically.

At this moment, Teacher Hu whispered to Huitong beside her:

"I need to go prepare for the 'ceremony' later. You can stay here alone for now, is that alright?"

Huitong nodded.

Teacher Hu stepped out of the glass room and locked the door from the outside. Just before turning to leave, he glanced at Huitong's innocent and pure expression, and a look of sadness and helplessness crossed his face.

"I believe all of you believers know that humanity was originally far more noble than it is now. Our ancestors, Adam and Eve, lived in the Garden of Eden, a paradise a hundred times more beautiful than any place on earth. There, people experienced absolutely no worries, pain, anger, or poverty; only happiness, joy, and contentment—an eternal heaven."

The high priest on the platform spoke with a deeply emotional voice. The audience was completely silent, all the believers listening intently to every word he spoke.

"However, because our ancestors were tempted by the devil in the form of a serpent and ate the forbidden fruit, they were expelled from the Garden of Eden by God. Since then, people have had to experience birth, old age, sickness, death, and many other sufferings. This kind of life has continued for thousands of years...

"But God is not merciless. He never intended to punish people forever. It is pitiful that the vast majority of people in the world are still struggling and living a life that seems to be taken for granted, but is actually a self-inflicted inferior life."

"We firmly believe that God's punishment has ended, and the year 2000 is not the end of the world as some people say, but the beginning of a new world. However, humanity must still awaken itself and find its own way back to Eden.

"The Babylonians before Christ, before the end of their punishment, presumptuously attempted to return to heaven through their self-built 'Tower of Babylon,' and were punished by heaven. But now it is different. God's punishment has ended, and our church has awakened to how to create a true 'Tower of Babylon,' so that we can return to Eden and regain the bliss and eternal life we deserve.

"Brothers and sisters, let us, through the following ceremony, prove to God that we have the awareness, will, and qualifications to return to Eden! May God take us back to our ideal heavenly land as soon as possible!"

Deafening applause and cheers immediately erupted from the audience.

3. The Holy Grail, Torture, and Great Liberation

"Let us all drink the holy water from the Holy Grail in our hands!"

As the ceremony continued, three volunteer parishioners (including Jianbang) had already distributed a dull bronze cup to each of the other parishioners present. Now, under the high priest's instruction, everyone drank the liquid in their cups.

Kuang Huitong had not been given a Holy Grail, so she watched the ceremony curiously from the locked glass room, wondering why Teacher Hu hadn't reappeared.

"Alright, now it's time for the 'torture' ceremony." After everyone had drunk the holy water, the high priest solemnly announced, "Please welcome our protagonist tonight: Parishioner Hu Xueying!"

The entire hall fell silent, and the lights that had been shining on the podium were now focused on the side door.

Huitong also stared at the side door. Whether it was the somewhat eerie atmosphere or her intuition, she sensed that something unexpected was about to happen.

The side door slowly opened, and then a figure began to walk very slowly into the hall.

The movement was slow because the figure carried a large wooden cross on her back. The cross was about the same height as the person, but its width exceeded the person's outstretched arms.

That person was Hu Xueying, the protagonist of the ceremony. For a woman to carry such a massive cross would naturally be incredibly difficult.

But none of this was too surprising; what astonished Huitong most was that Teacher Hu was completely naked!

(How...how could this be!...)

The beautiful teacher's body, the object of countless girls' dreams in the school, was now fully revealed, especially since her hands were strapped to either side of the cross with leather belts, leaving her with absolutely no way to cover her private parts. Her nearly 90-centimeter E-cup breasts were fair and well-shaped, with slightly protruding rosy nipples on either side, making one's mouth dry and wishing they could swallow them whole; her slender waist, full bust, and long, beautiful legs formed an outstanding feminine curve, and even the lush pubic hair in her triangle area was fully exposed. Some men in the audience were already almost unable to hold back their ejaculation at the sight!

Being naked and stared at by over sixty pairs of eyes, mostly men, it was no surprise that Xueying's face was flushed with shame, but she still bit her lower lip, enduring the agonizing humiliation as she slowly moved forward.

(What kind of ceremony is this! How could the teacher be seen so naked?)

Although it was a short distance, it took Xueying two or three minutes to reach the center of the platform. She stood in front of a wall with church symbols behind her, and with the help of two other pastors, the cross was secured to the wall using hidden fasteners.

Now, Xueying's hands and waist were strapped to the cross against the wall, her entire body in a cross shape, resembling a living sacrifice. The intense spotlights shone on her smooth, alluring body, even the beads of sweat on her skin were clearly visible! As for the gazes of the many men staring at her from below, they were now filled only with lewdness and lust, devoid of any religious meaning.

Conversely, the naked beauty of the teacher made Huitong unable to look directly at her, but compared to what was about to happen, the current situation was much milder.

"Please, Almighty Lord, accept the sincere atonement of our representative, Sister Hu Xueying."

As soon as the high priest finished speaking, two pastors wearing masks of anger and sorrow stood on either side of Xueying, then raised a long, thin, soft object in their hands. *

Snap!*

"Ouch!..."

The sounds of flesh being struck and the female teacher's cries echoed throughout the hall.

The two priests held a long whip, and not just any whip, but a "Rose Whip," covered in small spikes. Each lash was enough to leave a bloody welt—a horrific medieval executioner's instrument!

"May God accept the sinner's repentance, the sinner's atonement."

*Crack!*

"Ugh!"

*Crack!

* "Ouch!"

Although she tried to suppress her screams, the pain was unbearable! The once smooth, flawless skin on her thighs was now marred by horrifying, bleeding welts from the repeated lashes, making it impossible for her not to scream in agony.

(Ah, what is happening? Teacher!...)

The shocking scene almost made the frail Huitong faint on the spot!

*Crack! Crack!*

"Ah!...Ooh!"

Watching the execution, incredibly, many church members were watching with bated breath and beaming expressions.

A beautiful woman undergoing torture possesses a unique allure: her delicate moans, her fragrant, sweat-drenched body, the way her body twitches with each lash, her breasts bouncing like jelly—all these sensual stimuli are maximally provoking male desire.

Yet, do they feel no pity whatsoever for their church members being tortured? Even Jianbang, the college student who had been friendly just moments before, now watches with eyes blazing with fury, licking his lips like a hungry wolf. Why is this?

*Crack!*

Marco's next lash skipped the strong thigh and struck Xueying's shapely breasts directly! A striking wound immediately appeared slightly above the nipple, with drops of blood even appearing like pearls on the wound!

"Oh my God!..."

A terrible, intense pain shot through her mind, causing Xuexiang to arch her back like a shrimp, then violently twist and turn a few times; if she hadn't already been to the toilet, she might have already lost control of her bladder on the stage!

"I believe that merciful God will hear the prayers of His faithful people and forgive our sins. To show that we have truly awakened, let us return to our original human form without shame or remorse!"

With that, the high priest forcefully ripped off his robe.

Underneath the robe was a completely naked body!

Next, the other masked pastors and the parishioners below, regardless of gender or age, all removed all their restraints!

"...Returning to the original form of our ancestors is not shameful, but rather a supreme honor! Let us together show God the shameless, innocent, pure, and most intimate friendship among us parishioners!"

With that, the men and women below the stage began to embrace and kiss each other intimately!

Having finished her torture, Xueying was freed and, dragging her battered body, joined the frenzied communal sex feast!

Not only the men, but even the female parishioners actively embraced the male parishioners, passionately caressing and kissing; and it wasn't just young women, but women ranging from their forties to eleven or twelve years old were all intoxicated by lust.

Because there were more men than women, some of the more attractive women naturally received more "favor" from the male parishioners, the most "popular" of whom was Hu Xueying, the protagonist of the torture ritual.

She was now pinned to the ground by four or five men, her entire body, including her breasts, genitals, and battered thighs, being violated by their hands and mouths.

"Ah...so good...come on, kiss me harder...bite me...oh..."

"Fuck you! You little slut!...So bouncy, such fragrant flesh...oh..."

The hall was filled with lewd moans and cries. All the church members, who had previously appeared respectable and normal, were now deeply mired in lust. Besides their "faith," could this transformation also be related to the "holy water" they had just drunk?

Returning to Kuang Huitong, thankfully she was locked in the glass room; otherwise, who knows how many men would have violated her by now!

However, her mental state was far from good. Originally an innocent high school student, and having grown up pampered by a wealthy family, Huitong never dreamed that such things existed in the world, that humans could so utterly abandon their sense of shame.

(No, this kind of thing wouldn't be allowed by God! But why is even Teacher Hu...)

She closed her eyes and covered her ears with her hands, hoping to stop all these unimaginable images and sounds from entering her mind.

At this moment, the lock on the glass room door was opened by someone outside.

"?...Is it the teacher?...I'm so scared, please take me away!"

Hui Tong slowly opened her eyes.

But it wasn't Teacher Hu, but several priests wearing masks, who opened the glass door and walked in swaggeringly.

"Hehe, what do you think, Miss Kuang? Do you also want to join us as soon as possible and become one of us?"

"She's even more fucking beautiful in person than in the photos! And unlike those arrogant blonde girls these days, she looks like a proper young lady!" the burly Marco said excitedly.

"This Bai Cui is one of the top girls' schools in the city, and every year, the top scorer in the open exam is a girl from this school!" the thin Lu Jia said.

“Her skin is so white, look, so white you can even see the blue veins under her arms!” John grabbed her hand. “So smooth and delicate! This must be what they call ‘never lifting a finger’!… But I heard she’s a piano virtuoso, so her fingers are especially long and lovely!”

“Ah…” Hui Tong felt weak all over, collapsing into John’s arms.

4. Farewell to Purity

in a basement beneath the church.

“Alright, it’s time for your initiation ceremony, Miss Kuang Hui Tong,” the high priest said.

“I’m sorry, I… I don’t understand what you’re saying, please…” Hui Tong stood fearfully against the wall, facing the four priests who had previously worn masks.

But now they all wore white hoods with a black cross in the center, holes for the eyes, mouth, and nose.

Their appearance was even more eerie than before, and they no longer had any compassion in their eyes. Instead, each of them glared at her with lust and sadism.

“Just like the fellow believers before, use a ‘ritual’ to prove your resolve to join the church,” the high priest continued.

“I…I don’t understand…”

“I don’t have time to explain!” Marco interrupted her impatiently. “Anyway, now quickly strip naked for us to see!”

“Wh…what?” Hui Tong could hardly believe her ears.

“Strip naked! That means ‘undressing’! Do you understand, Miss Hui Tong!”

Hui Tong’s face paled even more.

“You…want money or something?…I can try calling Father? Although he’s always in meetings and very busy…”

“Are you an idiot!” Marco roared, startling Hui Tong, who shrank back in fear.

“Good students should listen to their elders…” Lu Jia grinned sinisterly, picking up a SM whip from a nearby shelf. “...Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to hurt your pampered skin!”

As a woman, Lu Jia's cruelty was no less than that of her other colleagues.

“Ah...please let me go…”

*Smack!

* “Eek!”

Although the whip struck her thigh, which was covered by her school uniform skirt, for Hui Tong, who had grown up in a greenhouse and had never experienced any hardship, this level of pain was enough to make her submit.

(Waaah...why did I have to encounter such a thing!)

Hui Tong, with tears welling up in her eyes, began to take off her shoes and socks herself.

“Hurry up!” Lu Jia raised the whip again.

“Ah...take it off, take it off…”

She unbuttoned the top button of her skirt.

The school uniform of Bai Cui Girls' School was a two-piece set. The upper body was a pure white shirt with buttons at the back, plus a cute light blue and white checkered short tie. The lower body was a light blue and white checkered pleated short skirt with the same pattern as the school tie, about knee-length.

After the skirt was removed, a pair of snow-white and slender legs were revealed. Although Hui Tong's body was rather thin, she was slightly taller than average, so her legs were quite long and beautiful, attracting everyone's attention.

"So...so shameful..." Having always been pampered in a good environment, Hui Tong had never experienced such humiliation. Immediately, her whole body trembled, and her paper-white cheeks flushed as if rouge had been applied.

"Continue!"

Hui Tong took off her school tie, which John immediately snatched in his hands, sniffing and kissing it, making Hui Tong feel both ashamed and nauseous.

She continued to stretch out her hands and unbutton the back of her top.

Everyone held their breath and enjoyed the beautiful girl's striptease. Even when undressing, the young lady Kuang Hui Tong was exceptionally elegant, and with her face almost crying with shame, it was a pleasure to watch.

Finally, even her top was off, leaving the beautiful girl in only her bra and panties.

Her body was indeed quite slender, and her collarbones trembled shyly beneath her snow-white skin, though thankfully her breasts and hips still retained a feminine shape.

"Why did you stop?"

"B-but...but..." Already bad at speaking, and now filled with shame and fear, she couldn't utter a single "but" for a long time.

"Stop with the 'buts'! If you don't take it off, you'll get whipped again!"

With a crack, Lu Jia lashed the ground with a whip.

"If you don't take it off, the next lash will be on your fair and tender skin!"

"Eek, no!" Hui Tong hurriedly unhooked her bra. Strangely, she was now fantasizing: what if it were her only friend, Mo Xinyi, in this situation?

If it were the brave Xinyi, she certainly wouldn't succumb so easily to the threat of violence! However, Hui Tong herself couldn't resist—just seeing that terrifying whip made her legs go weak.

The church members, in fact, had long known her weakness, which was why they were so bold as to leave her body unrestrained.

The pink, high-quality silk bra was finally freed.

"Ah, so beautiful!..."

Although Hui Tong's breasts weren't particularly large, their shape was beautifully rounded; given time to develop properly, they would surely become a pair of exquisite breasts.

The skin on her breasts was whiter than the rest of her body, and the two peaks were a pair of very pale pink, girlish nipples, looking very fresh and tender.

"...And what about panties?"

"No, I really can't do it..."

"I warned you a long time ago!"

*Smack!*

"Ouch!!... Waaah... I'm sorry!"

Lu Jia had already held back, but a red mark was still left on Hui Tong's fair, baby-like thigh. The blow caused her to immediately bend her injured left leg, hopping painfully on one leg several times.

"Ugh..."

Hui Tong grabbed the elastic band at the top of her pink silk panties with both hands and gently pulled them outwards. Then, trembling uncontrollably, she slowly pulled the panties down at a "slow-motion" speed.

She felt the gazes of four people, eight eyes, immediately focusing on her crotch, the most private and precious place of a young girl. Extreme shame made her dizzy, and she slowly collapsed.

John immediately rushed forward and caught Hui Tong, who was falling forward, in his arms.

"What a frail young lady!"

He gently touched the panties Hui Tong had just taken off with his other hand.

"Freshly peeled panties, still warm! ...The texture is so smooth, the feel is so soft, it must be a super expensive item! There's not much dirt in the middle, and the smell isn't strong. It seems Miss Kuang is quite particular about cleanliness!"

"Oh..."

In a daze, Hui Tong didn't quite understand what the doctor was saying.

John lifted Huitong in his hands and slowly walked her to a bed covered with pure white sheets.

That was the "altar," upon which countless women had been sacrificed to satisfy the evil desires of the priests. Of course, the so-called "initiation ceremony" was nothing but a fabrication to mask their true lustful nature!

Holding her warm, soft flesh in his arms, and smelling a delicate, understated virgin fragrance, John wanted to slow his pace as much as possible.

But he knew his fellow "enthusiasts" were already impatient. Sure enough, as soon as he placed Huitong on the bed, the other three immediately rushed forward, eager to share this exceptionally beautiful young woman from a wealthy family.

Marco and the high priest "divided" her upper body, each caressing her breasts.

"Though not large-breasted, they have a youthful feel, much more elastic and pleasant to the touch than those of mature women!"

"And as expected of a young lady from a wealthy family, her skin is so smooth, almost translucent, you can even see the blue veins underneath!"

The high priest's fingers traced circles on her lovely areolas, gently pinching her small nipples. The nipples, never before touched by a man, felt like freshly picked fruit, both tender and unripe.

The man's kisses, sucks, and nibbles on her nipples were incredibly sensitive; each kiss sent a jolt through her body!

John's hands caressed her thighs, his eyes admiring the girl's private parts above. Beneath the soft downy hair were tightly closed labia, clearly virgin territory never opened to outsiders.

Finally, the female priestess, Luca, stroked her calves and even her toes. Hui Tong's toes were not only perfectly clean, but also incredibly cute!

Hui Tong's body stiffened, her eyes tightly shut. She had never even dreamed that her body would be so wantonly enjoyed by several strangers.

"Lord, save me..."

Crying out to the ethereal god was the only thing the weak and utterly powerless Hui Tong could do.

"This is the Lord's test for you. Pass this ritual, and you can join the return of Eden!"

With that, the high priest began to kiss her doll-like face passionately!

"Mmm! Oh..."

Light kisses on her lips, his tongue teasing her thin, red lips, the sweetest and freshest first kiss of a beautiful young girl, like a clear spring filling her heart with joy.

The man's thick lips were like a blood-sucking leech, repeatedly sucking and licking her face, lips, nose, and eyelids! Hui Tong's delicate and beautiful face was like a supreme aphrodisiac. Her smooth skin, alluring fragrance, sweet sweat, and her terrified expression, like a lamb to the slaughter, all stimulated the man's primal desires!

The High Priest extended his tongue, his wet, slick tongue reeking of bad breath, frantically licking every inch of her pretty face, his filthy fluids smearing her pure and flawless complexion.

"Oh, don't lick..."

Hui Tong felt as if she were being licked by a venomous snake. The terror and nausea caused tears to flow uncontrollably. Tears, sweat, and the other man's saliva made her once beautiful face sticky and wet, a pitiful sight. However, this seemed to arouse a kind of immoral excitement in the High Priest, making him lick even more vigorously, as if he wanted to swallow her whole!

Under Marco's skillful teasing, her nipples, which were originally inverted, became noticeably larger and protruded outwards. A strange, inexplicable sensual sensation washed over Huitong, making her breasts and lower body feel both tingly and numb.

This sensation intensified as John's fingers began to caress her untouched vulva and tease the clitoris above, making her face flush even more and causing her to moan unconsciously.

"Ah...please, please don't...oh, why...my body feels so strange...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

"Ah, you're leaking vaginal fluid!" Ma Ke exclaimed in an exaggerated voice. "You look like a sweet little girl, how come you're so lewd?"

"Wh...what?...ah..."

John put his fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid, into his mouth and tasted them.

“Hmm… Miss’s juices taste especially good, and the odor is very mild, unlike those nauseating old whores!… You’re leaking so much, you must masturbate often, right?”

“Masturbation… What’s that?”

“Are you an idiot? Did you skip all your sex education classes at school?!” John exclaimed in surprise. “Let me, the doctor, teach you! Masturbation is using your fingers or other objects to play with your genitals to obtain pleasure, understand?”

Hui Tong’s cheeks flushed. She had once accidentally touched her genitals while reading a romance novel at night and felt pleasure. After that, she knew that touching a certain spot on her genitals with her fingers could give her a kind of pleasure.

However, she didn’t know that this was called “masturbation,” and being introverted and lacking close friends, she had never told anyone about it, otherwise she might have learned about masturbation from others!

“What a hopeless young lady! How could you be so ignorant! You probably don’t even know what sexual intercourse is! Sexual intercourse means using this thing…” Marco then pulled his precious thing out of his pants! “…Insert it into your little hole down there, and it will excite you ten times more than masturbation!”

Hui Tong’s face immediately changed. She knew what “sexual intercourse” meant, but this was the first time she had seen an adult man’s penis, and she couldn’t help but tremble with fear at Marco’s magnificent and huge weapon: she knew how big her hole was when she used sanitary napkins, and how could that small hole possibly contain such a huge thing!

“As Eden instructed,” the high priest said at this moment. “John will perform the virginity-breaking ceremony this time!”

“Hehehe…”

John couldn’t help but laugh as he took off his pants. This was only natural; first of all, obtaining any girl’s virginity was already a man’s highest form of romance. Moreover, the object of his deflowering was Kuang Huitong—the daughter of the president of the Kuang Group, an absolute top beauty, and a saintly maiden embodying innocence, purity, fragility, and pitifulness. To personally destroy this saintly maiden's most precious first time, to inject his semen into that sacred place untouched by any outsider—what could be more joyful in this world?

Conversely, Huitong stared wide-eyed at the man's naked lower body, her entire being consumed by fear.

(God! Great and almighty God! Please save me!…I pray devoutly every day without ceasing, please hear my prayers just once…save Huitong!)

Her upper body was held tightly by the others; her frail body was like a lamb to the slaughter, utterly defenseless.

Seeing the lamb's fearful eyes and futile struggles only fueled the men's lust! John could no longer restrain himself. He lifted his closed legs, spread them apart, aimed his weapon at the opening, and thrust forward!

"Aaaaaah!!! Mommy!!"

A pain as if her body were being torn apart caused Huitong to scream in agony.

"God! Save me!!"

"What are you doing calling for Mommy and God! Just bear with it, it'll feel better soon!

" "But, it really hurts!! Ooh..." Huitong's eyes were tightly shut in pain, her face covered in sweat, and she couldn't stop crying.

She felt an obstruction ahead, but John charged forward again like a warrior overcoming obstacles!

"Aaaaaah!!!...I'm dead!"

Her hymen was gone, and the entire massive member was fully inside her. His penis was completely enveloped in a tight, fleshy opening, the walls of which were constantly contracting and writhing, stimulating his glans to an extreme level of excitement!

John looked at the point of contact below; the once tightly closed vulva was now pitifully wide open by the massive member, a mixture of bright red blood and secretions completely covering the point of contact.

"Is this the fleshy opening of the Kuang family's daughter? It feels so good, so incredibly tight!"

The man began thrusting inside Hui Tong, each movement stimulating the pain of her newly deflowered vagina, causing Hui Tong to scream in agony once more!

"Ouch!... Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!... Don't move anymore!... Ahhh..."

He continued his violent thrusting, watching the woman beneath him bounce with each thrust into her delicate body. Her tender flesh was covered in sweat, and her head shook wildly, her hair disheveled. Her face, which had seemed on the verge of fainting from anemia, now screamed and shook wildly, her slender waist twisting more violently than any dance.

(Ouch... It hurts so much!... Ahhh... Why? Why did I have to encounter such a terrible thing?)

As John gradually approached his climax, his thrusts became more frequent and intense. Hui Tong felt as if her lower body was being torn apart and then ripped apart again and again. She wondered if she would be fucked to death?

She lost consciousness the moment he ejaculated.

Chapter Two: The Feast Never Ends

1. The Path of a Slave Teacher

Two days ago, when the pastors asked Hu Xueying to recruit Kuang Huitong into the church, her first reaction was to immediately refuse.

"Please, just this one thing is not allowed, I can't drag a student in... Ah!"

The response to her resistance was a heavy slap.

"You damn slut!"

Marco roared violently.

"Do you understand your place! You are a lifelong sex slave who has completely dedicated your life to our Church of Eden's Return! The first duty of a slave is absolute obedience to his master, how many times have I taught you that!"

"Look at yourself now!"

Xueying remained silent. Indeed, she was completely naked in front of the three pastors, except for the crimson collar around her neck and the hand and foot shackles on her hands and feet. The chain attached to the collar was in Marco's hand.

She was kneeling between Marco's naked legs, having just oral sex with his penis, and his semen still lingered on her pretty face and in her mouth.

"Slave"

is indeed a fitting adjective to describe her current situation.

A myriad of emotions welled up within her. Why? Why had she become like this?

Three years ago, Hu Xueying was living a fulfilling life.

A graduate of a prestigious university, teaching at the renowned Bai Cui Girls' School in the city, she had caring parents, friendly colleagues, and a boyfriend who loved her deeply…

She thought this happy life would last forever, but…

her parents died in a traffic accident, and her nightmare began. An unfinished mortgage, massive debts, a younger sister still in university… the pressure of life had never been so heavy. Just

when she was at her wit's end, a pastor claiming to be from the "Eden Return Church" approached her, saying they could help her.

That was a turning point in her life; if only she had refused… But given Xueying's financial situation at the time, how could she possibly refuse such "kindness"?

As long as she helped out at the church after school, Eden Return Church would pay her a generous salary and provide low-interest loans to help her through difficult times.

Initially, she only needed to help with ordinary clerical work, tidying, and entertaining church members. Naturally, she joined the church and became a member. However, the day of that fateful "ritual" finally arrived.

She drank the holy water from the "chalice" in her hand, and then, to her horror, saw the church members, at the "high priest's" urging, undressing one by one, exposing themselves naked!

With her outstanding beauty and stunning figure, Xueying quickly became the target of the hungry church members. Fortunately, she was immediately rescued by the pastors and taken to a basement beneath the church.

However, this was merely a case of turning away the tigers at the front door and letting the wolves in through the back. The pastors began to reveal their true, monstrous nature, violently tearing off her clothes.

“Fellow believer Xueying, to return to Eden, you must also offer yourself!”

“Yes, such a beautiful body, it would be a waste not to dedicate yourself to our church!” It

was utterly absurd logic. Xueying initially wanted to resist desperately, but for some reason, when their hands touched her naked body, her resistance quickly diminished.

A rapid heat surged deep within her body, and her heart pounded excitedly like a bell. Their caresses and kisses were not at all repulsive; on the contrary, they made her feel incredibly good.

Later, she learned that it was the effect of the “holy water.” At that time, in a semi-cooperative state, she was gang-raped by the priests all night.

When she woke up the next morning and regained her senses, her first request was to leave the church.

“That won’t do, Sister Xueying. First of all, according to the contract, if you resign before the contract expires, not only will we have to repay the loan we gave you immediately, but we will also have to pay an additional termination fee!”

“Besides, weren’t you having a great time with us last night? We’ve filmed the whole ‘battle’ last night. If we send the videotape to your relatives, boyfriend, and school principal, wouldn’t you mind?”

She finally realized that she had fallen into their despicable conspiracy set up long ago.

From then on, she had no choice but to stay in the church. In addition to handling documents and tidying up, her “job” added another item: becoming the pastors’ “sexual desire processor.”

“Do you know that among all the female church members in our history, your beauty is second to none? Moreover, your intellectual beauty and noble character as a teacher make you even more unique!”

Indeed, no matter how much she was violated and sexually assaulted, she did not lose her noble character; even in the midst of an exciting orgasm, her face still retained the reproach and bitterness of reason.

This further captivated the priests, and their simple sexual intercourse gradually escalated into various forms of sexual abuse. It was then that she realized they were demons disguised as clergy, perverse and cruel monsters.

Initially, she deeply resisted the priests' perverse sexual slave training. As a highly educated woman, and now a teacher herself, Xueying could never willingly submit to their harsh discipline. It wasn't

until an incident more than half a year ago that her thinking underwent a significant change.

On that day, the High Priest personally received her alone.

"Fellow believer Hu Xueying, why is your service to my church as a sexual slave still progressing so poorly?"

"I can't help it… I simply can't do such perverse things…"

"Alright, since that's the case, I will show you the true nature of 'Eden,' and then you will surely change!"

"Eden… Garden?"

"Yes, because you are the chosen one of the Almighty Sovereign, and He has agreed to let you experience the true nature of Eden. Come with me!"

Xueying naturally wouldn't refuse, and she was also filled with curiosity about what the other person was saying. Could the Garden of Eden in the Bible really exist, and could she really be there?

"This is..."

"It's the 'Holy Land,' the closest point in this world to the Garden of Eden. That's why we built the 'Tower of Babylon' here."

The two entered through a door once adorned with the symbol of a tower.

"This is... the Tower of Babylon?"

"Indeed, surprised?" The high priest said with a mysterious smile. "Times change, and the appearance of a 'tower' isn't fixed. Don't doubt it, what you see is indeed one form of a 'tower.'"

"..."

"We've finally arrived! Sister Hu Xueying, welcome to Eden!"

"!!..."

Since the day she saw "Eden" with her own eyes, Xueying had undergone a significant change.

Most of the obstacles in her heart had disappeared. Not only did the various forms of discipline go very smoothly, but she could also derive unexpected pleasure from perverse sexual acts.

On the other hand, she gradually realized that she could no longer turn back. They had more and more leverage over her, her sister gradually noticed something was wrong and began to distance herself from her, and her boyfriend left her after seeing the signs of sexual abuse on her body, which made her even more self-destructive.

“Fellow believer Hu, having seen Eden, you have naturally become a slave of my church. This is the only path for the rest of your life… All of this was foreseen by the Almighty Sovereign.”

(Yes, I should be indifferent to everything now. Resistance would only add to my pain and wounds.)

(If I obey, perhaps I can see “Eden” again…)

(Therefore, my identity is that of a “slave,” and they are my masters, my controllers.)

(The first duty of a slave is to obey his master…)

Hu Xueying opened her mouth, which was soaked with milky white semen, ignoring the semen overflowing from the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her sexy bare breasts, and said submissively:

“Okay, I will be responsible for bringing Kuang Huitong before the next ceremony, Master.”

So Hu Xueying really did, under the guise of a teacher, use the excuse of helping the introverted Kuang Huitong make friends, and “tricked” her into coming to the church.

The scene returned to the hall where the “ceremony” was taking place.

Even after being whipped and her skin torn during the "ritual," Xueying still felt a jolt of electric pleasure, starting from the center of the whip and spreading like wildfire, quickly engulfing her entire body in a numbing and painful fire of lust. Was

this also the effect of the "holy water"? Or was this simply her true nature?

What exactly was the composition of that holy water that could cause such highly educated men and women to lose their senses and fall into the vortex of lust at a brothel?

She had asked the priests, but the only answer was:

"This is the water of the Holy Spring in the Garden of Eden, which can restore people to the state of Adam and Eve."

What an illusory answer...

But perhaps the truth didn't matter. The parishioners here were all willingly manipulated by the holy water, like an addictive anesthetic, for a night of liberation and pleasure.

Just like Jianbang before her, who had completely abandoned worldly shackles, thrusting wildly into Xueying's vagina like a primal beast.

“Oh… Sister Xueying… Your vagina feels so good…”

“Ah… Jianbang, thrust harder… Yes! So strong!… Oh!…”

It wasn’t just Jianbang; Xueying’s model-like, beautiful body also attracted the desires of several other male church members.

One man’s mouth sucked on her alluring lips like a suction cup, kissing her for several minutes without letting go. The two kissed while their tongues intertwined, until Xueying’s tongue felt numb.

Another man cupped her full breasts in his hands, kneading them vigorously like dough, while his mouth sucked on the tip of her other breast like a baby.

There were also two other men who, although they couldn’t “share” her vital parts for the time being, preferred to enjoy less important parts such as her lower abdomen or even her armpits rather than give up and go to other female church members.

"Ah...that's great, Sister Xueying, I'm coming!...Ahhh!"

As soon as Jianbang withdrew, another man took his place. Although some men ejaculated as soon as they penetrated, or even before penetration, it didn't matter. Quantity made up for any lack of quality! She had lost

count of how many penises had entered her, but Xueying continued her frenzied pace without showing any signs of fatigue.

She even took the initiative, riding on top of him, actively moving her body up and down, "devouring" another member's penis.

Under the light, her sweat-drenched naked body looked even more pleasing to the eye.

Especially her proud, mature breasts, which bounced rhythmically with her movements, her breasts surging and sweat splashing everywhere. Just seeing this scene made some men unable to hold back their premature ejaculation.

Xueying's expression was completely dominated by pleasure, showing no signs of fatigue or numbness.

2. Meanwhile, in the basement beneath the church, a dark and wicked rape

was still raging.

John had the privilege of deflowering Hui Tong, his brutal penis forcefully taking her virginity. The frail Hui Tong, after a round of brutal assault by the mountain-sized John, had lost consciousness.

However, Hui Tong's suffering would not end with her unconsciousness.

The men continued to use their hands and mouths to pleasure her motionless, helpless body.

Hui Tong, unconscious from the impact of the deflowering, still wore a pained expression on her face. Her translucent white body was covered in sweat, and her lower body, forcibly opened, remained open, with semen, bodily fluids, and foam, stained pink with blood, still slowly seeping out.

"So beautiful… fucking beautiful!" Finally, it was Marco's turn. He revealed an even more magnificent penis than John, preparing to begin the second round of gang rape.

"...Oh?...Aaaaaah!!"

The wound on her lower body, which had not yet healed, tore open again, waking Huitong in pain and causing her to scream once more.

"The flesh hole is so tight and feels so good! It's still sucking on my little brother, so satisfying!"

"Help...let, let me go! It's going to tear!"

The penis, even larger than before, caused Huitong even more excruciating pain!

Of course, after Marco finished, the High Priest took over without any mercy. Huitong's appearance was so weak and seemingly vulnerable that one wondered if she could withstand this inhuman gang rape .

But even she herself could not have imagined that as the pain gradually numbed and subsided over time, a completely different kind of sensual sensation would gradually emerge in its place.

"Ee...Oh...No...It's so hot down there...My body feels so strange...Aaaaah!..."

Each thrust of the penis sent a tingling sensation through her uterus, an indescribable pleasure surging through every well-developed cell.

John then placed his penis between Huitong's tender breasts, using both hands to squeeze her developing breasts together, trapping his penis between them.

"Let the doctor teach you, this is 'breast sex,' understand?"

Hui Tong then realized that John's true identity was actually a doctor.

"Oh...so embarrassing, ahhh..."

Although her developing breasts weren't very large, with the pressure of her hands, they still managed to create a sufficient passage for John's ugly train of flesh to pass through.

The sensation of her dazzlingly white breasts clamping her little brother excited the priest who was piston-like in his cleavage immensely. Hui Tong felt the hard rod between her breasts gradually swell and grow larger.

The two of them vented their desires on her body. Finally, just before ejaculating, the high priest withdrew his penis and ejaculated onto her lower abdomen, causing a milky white pool of semen to form in the hollow of her navel. John also ejaculated onto her breasts.

"Hehe, I'll play too!"

Although Lu Jia was a woman, she was an absolute female ruler. She opened her priest's robe, revealing her completely naked upper body and a pair of leather trousers on her lower body. A huge artificial phallus, like a cannon barrel, protruded from the very front of the trousers!

"...!...Ah!...So big, it's going to burst!! Ahhhh!..."

The enormous vibrator, even larger than the real penis from before, was forcefully inserted into her newly deflowered vagina. The pain and masochistic sensation caused Hui Tong to let out an even louder cry than before.

Although the artificial phallus couldn't transmit sensation to Lu Jia, seeing the pitiful state of the girl beneath him, that fragile, pitiful beauty being penetrated until her eyes rolled back, as if she were dying, was still enough to greatly excite Lu Jia, who had an abnormally sadistic desire.

"Oh..." After the artificial sex toy had thrust in and out two hundred times, Hui Tong was also moaning weakly, seemingly close to unconsciousness again.

"It's still early! This time I won't let you faint so easily again!"

John pulled hard, tearing off several fine, silky pubic hairs from Hui Tong's lower body, causing her to scream in pain again.

Seemingly unsatisfied and tireless, John turned Hui Tong over, making her kneel and lean forward, her snow-white buttocks raised high.

"Hehe, you've started gaining fat, but you're not quite a real woman's yet. I wonder what your little hole is like?"

John parted Hui Tong's smooth buttocks with both hands, revealing a small, tightly closed opening at the slightly brownish midpoint.

The light brown color, though from an excretory organ, didn't feel dirty; instead, it gave the impression that this rich girl with snow-white, translucent skin possessed an equally pure anus.

"So cute!..."

John, always interested in anal openings, gently traced circles on the small bud covered by layers of folds with his index finger.

"Oh..." Hui Tong groaned weakly, on the verge of unconsciousness, but her sensitive anus instinctively contracted further under the stimulation of the external object, making John even more amused by her reaction.

"Hehe!"

John coated his index finger with lubricant and placed it on the center of her anus, then pressed in forcefully!

"Oh...no..." Although his index finger was not very thick, and it entered smoothly with the help of lubricant, the invasion of her sensitive excretory organ still caused Hui Tong to instinctively resist.

"No! It's so filthy!"

The word "anal sex" was absolutely not in Hui Tong's dictionary. She felt fear, nausea, and disbelief at the other party's current behavior.

His finger had already penetrated two knuckles, and John felt his finger being tightly gripped by the warm flesh walls around it, and a subtle spasm came from the flesh walls, which was a wonderful feeling.

John suddenly pulled his index finger out, and then actually put his fingertip to his nose to smell it!

"So even a rich girl's asshole smells bad! Hehe!"

"This...this kind of thing..."

"Hehe, not just the front hole, the virginity of this back hole belongs to me too!"

Then, taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Wei's anus was still slightly open, his grown penis began to penetrate!

"Oh? Ahhhhhh!!!!"

Hui Tong, who grew up in a greenhouse, never dreamed that someone would even use their anus as a sex organ!

(Lord! They are really crazy!...Save me!...)

John's penis was much larger than average, and Hui Tong's poor little hole was widened to the size of an arm, and completely engorged with blood.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Pull it out!!..."

"Only a fool would pull it out!" John not only ignored her pleas, but continued to advance.

"Aaaaah!!...I'm dead!..."

A searing pain, as if being ripped apart, shot through Hui Tong's anus, causing her eyes to widen and her screams to echo. Her upper body arched upwards, struggling like a fish about to suffocate.

"So good! It's squeezing my little brother so tight! And my rectum is wriggling like it wants to defecate, it's so much fun!"

John felt an overwhelming excitement inside this virgin's anus.

"Hehe, with this kind of thrusting, you'll be in so much pain you won't be able to defecate for three days!" John said, his words terrifying, while Lu Jia, who had just rested, began to caress Hui Tong's alluring body again.

Marco, watching with unbearable itch, exclaimed, "Damn it, I can't wait either!"

"No problem, let's do it together!"

John shifted his body slightly, positioning himself directly above Hui Tong's buttocks. The change in angle caused Hui Tong to moan in agony again.

"Here I come!"

Marco then moved behind Hui Tong and inserted himself into her vagina from behind!

"Aaaaaah!!!!...Mommy!!..."

Just hours before, she was a pure and innocent virgin, but now two men were simultaneously violating both her orifices from the front and back. The horror and cruelty were indescribable.

"So beautiful...so beautiful..."

The high priest, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, exclaimed.

"It's like three hungry wolves tearing apart a lamb, truly the ultimate in sadomasochistic aesthetics..."

Rather than joining in the sadomasochistic act himself, the high priest seemed to prefer watching from the sidelines. His gaze was no different from that of someone admiring a masterpiece painting.

Six large hands were kneading and caressing various parts of the girl's delicate body.

Two hard rods were inserted into her anus and back, respectively.

The wounds in her vagina had stopped bleeding, but the rod that John was thrusting into her anus was already covered in blood.

"Wow! That's so good! I haven't had such a great anal experience in ages!"

"Hehe, even though my penis is inserted into your vagina, I can still feel your little brother going in and out on the other side of the membrane!"

"Oh, so the front and back holes are just separated by a membrane?"

"Yes! That's why this sandwich-like way of playing is so satisfying!"

"Ugh... gurgle gurgle..." Hui Tong's screams gradually turned into beast-like howls, because the pain subsided while her sensory sensations intensified.

Even her excretory organs were being violated, and it actually produced pleasure?

(God, I don't understand... why? Why is this happening?)

Under such cruel and brutal violation, most people would only resist to the end, experiencing only pain from beginning to end. However, Hui Tong, who was naturally compliant and lacked any will to resist, quickly became "accustomed to her fate," and thus became more aware of her sexual sensuality than others.

"Oh! I'm going to cum!"

"Hehe, me too!"

The two men ejaculated into both her front and back orifices at the same time.

"Oh..." Feeling the flow of semen from both ends simultaneously, Hui Tong began to lose her senses.

However, the three of them then changed positions. This time, Lu Jia inserted a dildo into her front, while Marco inserted it into her mouth.

"Open your mouth! Take it!"

The pain of losing her virginity and the impact of gang rape had turned Hui Tong into a mindless puppet, only able to completely obey others' orders.

"Gurgle..."

Vagina, anus, cleavage, mouth... the entire body of the rich girl had now become a playground for the men's lust.

Marco grabbed her head, pulling her forward and pushing her back, while simultaneously using his waist strength to violently thrust his penis into her mouth.

Each thrust reached deep into her throat, causing her to gag violently, a mixture of stomach acid, saliva, and semen spilling from the corners of her mouth. The cross necklace around her neck swayed up and down with the movement of her body.
(Oh... God, my body is defiled... There's nothing I can do... I have no power to resist or escape... I... I can't.) Since she

couldn't resist, Huitong simply gave up all thoughts of resistance, letting them do as they pleased. Perhaps not resisting would lessen the pain...

3. The night was deep, and

the horrific gang rape and sexual abuse finally came to an end.

Her once fair and flawless body was now covered with marks from being touched or sucked. And her many genitals were completely splattered with the man's semen.

Even Huitong herself doubted whether she, who had always been frail and sickly, would be tortured to death. However, the more it went on, the less pain she felt, and a different kind of pleasure, which she experienced during masturbation, began to occur with several times greater intensity.

"I thought you would be fucked to death by us," the high priest said with a sneer, "but the more we fuck you, the more responsive you become! You seem to be a born slut!"

"H-how could this be..."

Huitong shook her head vigorously.

(Impossible! How could I be such a person! It's just... it's just because I'm a weak woman, and I'm powerless to resist, so I let you treat me like this...)

Huitong thought to herself, trying to dispel the absurdity of the other party's words.

"Why are you doing this to me..."

"This is all the will of the Lord of Eden, and as His faithful followers, we must fulfill His will."

"I don't understand... what Eden... what Lord... what does it have to do with me?"

"You will know one day, and that day is not far off."

Suddenly, several flashes appeared before her eyes. It turned out that the High Priest had suddenly taken out a camera and was taking pictures of her!

"No! What are you doing?..."

"It's just as a guarantee... because worldly people still do not understand the true ideals of our religion, our religion must maintain its secrecy for now. So we must use some methods to make you afraid to mention tonight's events to outsiders!"

"I won't! And I don't even know what you look like..."

"You'd better not, otherwise..." The High Priest revealed a cruel smile. "Otherwise, a bunch of Miss Kuang's nude photos and 3P photos will appear in all the major publications and newspapers in the city!" "

Ah, I... I swear I won't! I will never tell anyone about your affairs!"

Hui Tong promised in panic. If her nude photos were publicly displayed, she simply couldn't live!

It was past nine o'clock at night when Huitong was released.

The horrific sexual assault had apparently lasted for over three hours.

The night was deep, and Huitong walked aimlessly alone.

Although Reverend John, a doctor by profession, had given her some treatment, her genitals and anus still ached, making her already slow pace even slower.

What should she do now? Call the police, or tell her parents everything immediately?

Huitong bit her lower lip, making her already pale lips even whiter.

(No… I can't say it…)

If shyness and introversion had levels, she would definitely be at the highest level—the kind of person who keeps everything to herself. She rarely even confided in her parents.

Besides shyness, perhaps the estrangement from her parents was also a reason.

As the eldest son of the president of the Kwong Group, which owns several large enterprises, Hui-Tong's father, Kwong Tung-Yuen, was just over forty years old but had already taken the top position in the group's daily operations. Except for the most important decisions, which still required the president's approval, he had complete authority over over 90% of the affairs. Hui-Tong's mother was one of Kwong Tung-Yuen's most capable right-hand women.

The price of such a high position was busyness; the couple's "7-11" lifestyle (working from 7 am to 11 pm) was commonplace.

Even holidays were often used to "entertain" business partners.

In the past year, Hui-Tong had spent less than five hours a week with them on average. At one point, she was starting to feel somewhat estranged from her parents.

She decided to treat it as a nightmare, and that everything would be back to normal after a good night's sleep.

However, she had a vague feeling that Hui-Tong, who had been there until this afternoon, was gone forever.

"Xiao-Tong?..."

Turning a street corner, Hui-Tong almost bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction.

“…Xinyi…classmate?” The person was none other than Mo Xinyi, Huitong’s classmate and only friend.

Dressed in a refreshing casual outfit and jeans, her shoulder-length hair was tied back into a small, curved ponytail, adding a touch of elegance to Xinyi’s already lively and spirited nature.

“I rarely see you shopping this late!”

“…”

“Well, I just came back from visiting the police station. You know my dad? He’s an inspector, right? He’s been incredibly busy lately, working overtime almost every night, leaving his lovely daughter at home. Don’t you think he should scold me?”

(How nice, Xinyi is always so cheerful and talkative, even the atmosphere around her seems to suddenly become bright and relaxed…)

“Hey, how are you? You don’t look well, are you feeling unwell?”

(Maybe I should tell her everything!…but…)

“I’m sorry, Xinyi, I’m in a hurry to get home…”

Before she could finish speaking, Huitong fled as if she were running away.

"What's going on, Xiaotong?... Ah, I've never seen her walk so fast..."

Xinyi's suspicious voice faintly came from behind.

Chapter 3: The Narrow Space Between Discipline and Submission

1. The Nightmare Returns

This morning, as soon as the first class ended, Mo Xinyi noticed that Kuang Huitong seemed a little off.

The other students didn't notice anything amiss, as Huitong appeared as quiet and reserved as ever, a frail, sickly beauty.

But Xinyi was always the one who talked to Huitong the most (although Xinyi was the one who initiated the conversation most often). She knew that although Huitong was quiet, it didn't mean she was daydreaming; on the contrary, she always listened attentively to others. She had never seen Huitong look so lost and bewildered when the teacher asked her a question.

Moreover, Xinyi's observation skills were very sharp. Although Huitong's face was usually quite pale, it wasn't as "wounded" as it was today, and her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying a lot.

Remembering what she saw of her on the street last night, Xinyi was even more certain that something unusual had happened to her.

Xinyi patted Huitong's back as she sat in front of her. Huitong turned to look at her.

"Gao Mei, you're blocking my view of the blackboard!"

"Oh, I'm...sorry..."

Xinyi smiled sweetly:

"Silly girl, I was just joking! Xiaotong, what's wrong?

You look so listless!" "...Ah...no, nothing, don't worry about me." Huitong weakly shook her head, her face paler than usual, making one wonder if a gust of wind could blow her to the ground.

"But..."

"Really, don't worry about me...I'm just too tired from doing my homework, please let me have some peace and quiet..."

Huitong clearly adopted a distant demeanor; others might have immediately turned and left, but as the class president and Huitong's friend, Xinyi felt it was her responsibility to understand and help her.

"Huitong, everyone has worries, but keeping worries bottled up inside isn't good for your health or appearance!" Xinyi winked playfully. "Talking about your feelings will make you feel much better!"

"But... it's still not good, I... I still..."

She still didn't want to talk about it. She didn't want to reveal the wounds she suffered last night to anyone.

"Still what! If you consider me a friend, then stop saying 'still'! Friends are meant to confide in each other and support each other. Your problems are my problems!"

Friend... a common and frequently used word, but for Hui Tong, who was always introverted and passive, it was a very unfamiliar word, something she had always lacked.

But now, after hearing Xin Yi's words, she couldn't help but feel a warm feeling rise in her heart.

"During the break after the third period, let's go to a quieter place together, and then you can tell me what happened!"

During the break, Xin Yi pulled Hui Tong along to a quieter corner of the campus. When the two most beautiful girls in the school walked side by side across the playground, they immediately attracted a lot of attention, including from older students.

Upperclassman A: "Look! It's the student council vice president! That's Mo Xinyi!"

Upperclassman B: "What are you exclaiming about? Who in school doesn't know her?"

Upperclassman A: "But no matter how many times I see her, she's always so eye-catching. Look how cute she is! And her figure is so enviable!"

Upperclassman B: "Are you gay? But speaking of which, I admire her too, because she's really capable and versatile, and she's brave enough to fight for student benefits from the school... but sometimes she seems a bit too sharp..."

Upperclassman A: "No, she's always been very popular, so I don't think anyone would dislike her! ...On the contrary, the student next to her, although her face is unfamiliar, is also very beautiful. Do you know her?"

Upperclassman B: "I don't know her either. She is indeed a rare beauty, but she seems a bit cold and unapproachable!"

Upperclassman A: "Mo Xinyi and I are two completely different people, one cold and one warm, it's so mysterious! ...No, I can't let my imagination run wild, Mo Xinyi is my only idol!"

Upperclassman B: "Here we go again! I'm afraid you'll never know when you'll finally fall in love with her..."

Kuang Huitong finally told Xinyi about what happened last night.

Although she only briefly mentioned being gang-raped, as a girl of the same age, Xinyi could absolutely imagine how cruel and terrifying that must have been. She couldn't help but feel sympathetic, her eyes reddening, and she did her best to comfort Kuang Huitong.

After Huitong finished speaking, Xinyi immediately asked,

"Aren't you really going to call the police?"

"But...they took nude photos of me..."

"Would a magazine publish those kinds of photos so easily? Besides, we can't just let those bastards get away with it; otherwise, there will only be more and more victims."

"..."

"You've been bullied like this; can you really just swallow your anger? Don't you hate them at all?"

"...No...I hate them to death!"

Recalling the terrible treatment she received last night, especially losing what is most precious to a woman, Huitong naturally harbored resentment towards them.

"So we must make them get the punishment they deserve, and make them stop thinking they can treat any girl like a plaything! I'll go to the police station with you after class. Okay, let's go to the one where my dad works!"

Huitong also knew that Xinyi's father was an inspector, and she suspected that Xinyi's courage and sense of justice might be inherited from her father.

As a student leader, Xin Yi was always very charismatic, and the person she was trying to persuade was indecisive. So, Hui Tong was finally convinced and, after school, went to the police station with Xin Yi to report the incident and give a statement. Although she didn't know the other person's true identity or background, her statement was still very helpful to the case.

After giving her statement, Xin Yi accompanied Hui Tong to the hospital for a checkup before they parted ways.

"Remember, no matter what happens in the future, tell me immediately, because it's an obligation you can't shirk to a good friend, understand?"

These were Xin Yi's last words as they parted.

(Good friend…yes, Xin Yi is my only good friend, so I have to be strong. I want to take Xin Yi as my role model, even if I can't be 100% like her, even half would be good…)

Hui Tong made a silent decision.

The police went to the location of the church Hui Tong had mentioned.

Mo Xinyi's father, Senior Inspector Mo Zhengxiong, was renowned in the police force for his expertise in investigating indecent assault cases, even earning the nickname "Sex Killer." Therefore, he led this operation.

However, when the police broke down the door, the place was deserted. Only a note was found on the altar:

"God will protect His believers; the pursuit of the Antichrist will ultimately be in vain."

Not only were the church members gone, but even the school teacher, Hu Xueying, had suddenly vanished without a trace.

Could they have predicted the police's actions? Or…?

Mo Zhengxiong was secretly astonished by the unfathomable nature of his opponents.

The next three days passed peacefully, and Huitong's emotional wounds began to heal.

That evening, Huitong returned home after her piano lesson, it was already past seven. After eating dinner alone, she went to her room. Her parents were going to be home late again for work, leaving her alone in the large mansion. Soon, the phone in her room rang.

"Hello, this is the Kuang residence. Who is this?"

"Miss Kuang Huitong, it's me."

"You are...?"

"Ah, how could you forget me after only three days? I'm the 'High Priest'!"

"!!..." Huitong felt her heart stop for a moment.

"You haven't forgotten our agreement either, have you? You actually went to the police station. Don't you care about the consequences of those lewd photos you took last time?"

Huitong was surprised that they knew she had called the police. She felt like she was being watched from somewhere, and even in this mansion, she didn't feel safe.

"This..." Huitong felt her heart pounding wildly. She quickly covered her chest with her hand, took a deep breath, and kept telling herself to stay calm and strong. "Don't even think about threatening me with something like this! Who would publish such a photo! If you bad people think I'll give in, you're sorely mistaken!"

"Ah... You've changed so much in just three days. Why are you suddenly so defiant? Just three days ago, you were completely at our mercy, even having a great time with us. ... Did someone teach you to say that?"

Hui Tong was secretly surprised by the High Priest's sharp mind.

"But what if we distribute the photos at school? Then you won't be able to stay at school anymore! ...Besides, while ordinary magazines might not be interested in publishing nude photos, what if we labeled them as nude photos of the daughter of the president of the Kuang Group, who is well-known in the city, while she was selling herself? Who wouldn't publish something with such news value? Hehe, your friend didn't tell you about this, did he?" "

!!..."

(Xinyi, really? Did you really consider this possible outcome before you advised me to call the police?)

Hearing the young lady on the other end of the line panting in panic and unable to say anything, the High Priest knew he had the upper hand.

"If you still want to make amends, don't notify anyone. Right now, come alone to the convenience store on the corner. There will be a black sedan waiting for you there. If you don't come within fifteen minutes, the photos will start being sent to various magazines, understand!"

Katcha!

"Hello? Wait a minute! ...Hello?"

The other party had already hung up the phone.

"What...what should I do?..."

Hui Tong was completely panicked and at a loss, her voice trembling with fear. Going would be like walking into a trap; not going might mean what the other person said would really happen...

(Remember, tell me immediately no matter what happens in the future...)

She thought of Xin Yi; now, she was the only one she could turn to for help. She quickly dialed the other person's mobile phone number.

"...Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

(Ah, what is Xin Yi doing? Why did she turn off her phone at a time like this?)

Hui Tong dialed again, but the result was the same.

She looked at the clock; five minutes had passed. If she didn't leave now, she would be too late to reach the place designated by the High Priest within the specified time.

"I can only take it one step at a time..."

Hui Tong put on her shoes and left home alone.

2. A Full Moon Embracing a Beauty

While Hui Tong was at home receiving a call from the High Priest, Mo Xin Yi was enjoying a stage play written and directed by her boyfriend, Mai Zhi Hong.

Calling him her boyfriend, Xin Yi wasn't really sure if he truly was. She and Mai Zhihong had only known each other for about two months. It was during an event where Mai Zhihong's amateur theater troupe was invited by the student council of Bai Cui Girls' High School to perform. Xin Yi, who was in charge of planning the event, met Zhihong at that time.

Having always had an interest in theater, Xin Yi had actually heard of Mai Zhihong, who was more than three years older than her, before. He had won numerous inter-school competitions during his high school years, and his directing and writing skills were even superior to those of university theater troupes, earning him the reputation of a rising star in the city's theater scene.

After getting to know each other, they found themselves attracted to one another: Zhihong's handsome, artistic appearance, friendly and gentle personality, as well as his talent, enthusiasm, and complete dedication to theater, deeply captivated Xin Yi; while Xin Yi's charming appearance, intelligent eyes, lively personality, and multifaceted talents won Zhihong's heart.

However, because both of them were very busy, they rarely had the chance to meet, and their relationship progressed very slowly. Thinking of this, Xinyi couldn't help but sigh softly.

Out of respect for the play, Xinyi kept her phone off while watching the performance.

Only after leaving the venue did she turn it back on.

"Huh? Quite a few calls again! My brother, Xiaoxia, Awen… oh, and Huitong!"

Huitong's call was the one that caught Xinyi's attention the most, because Huitong rarely called her first; she had only called twice to chat after that incident.

"I'll call Huitong first…"

Xinyi felt great sympathy for Huitong's terrible ordeal three days ago and wanted to do everything she could to help her heal her wounds as quickly as possible, so she decided to return her call first.

"Ring ring...ring ring...ring ring..."

(No one answered, are they already asleep?)

"Ring ring...ring ring..."

(Oh well, we'll see each other at school tomorrow anyway.)

It seemed like a very ordinary decision, but Xin Yi didn't know that the decision she was making would lead to lifelong regret.

After she answered all the other calls, Mai Zhihong had just finished cleaning up after the performance and was walking out of the theater.

"Hey, Xin Yi, have you been waiting long?"

"No, I just answered the calls from earlier."

"It's past nine o'clock, do you want to go home? Or..."

Zhihong asked gently. Although he really wanted to spend more time with Xin Yi, he also respected her wishes.

"No, it's rare to have free time tonight. There are no student council meetings, class meetings, track and field clubs, or judo club activities. I'm not used to being so idle, so I've decided that you'll keep me company tonight... You don't want a beautiful young girl in the prime of her life to be alone in her room, do you?"

Xin Yi winked playfully, and Zhihong was mesmerized by her cute appearance.

"I couldn't be happier! Let's grab something to eat first, then take a walk before heading home, okay?"

"Great idea, let's do that!"

Tonight is the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, and a bright, round moon hangs in the sky.

A strikingly beautiful young couple strolls hand in hand along a seaside promenade.

They don't see each other often, so they have so much to talk about. Especially Xinyi, who is someone who can discuss anything.

Along the promenade, besides them, there are many other couples embracing and kissing.

The two find a quieter corner, lean against the railing, and admire the view of this famous international harbor under the bright moonlight.

A gentle sea breeze caressed him, soothing his soul; a faint, sweet scent of a young girl wafted into Mai Zhihong's nostrils, making him feel slightly intoxicated.

"...Huh? Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

"...Xinyi...I like you."

(!...) In the two months they'd known each other, this was the first time Xinyi had heard the words "I like you" uttered by him.

"...I like you too, Zhihong." Xinyi had always been proactive and direct, so honestly expressing her feelings wasn't difficult for her.

"That's wonderful!"

Zhihong laughed like a child, his smile both adorable and warm to Xinyi.

It truly was wonderful. Both were young people experiencing their first crush, and their crushes reciprocated their feelings—what could be better?

Zhihong boldly wrapped his arms around Xinyi's slender waist.

Their faces were less than half a foot apart as they gazed at each other, both feeling a genuine love in each other's eyes.

As if sensing something was about to happen, Xin Yi slowly closed her eyes.

Then, she felt something hot gently press against her lips.

Was this a kiss? If anyone asked her later, she would tell them: the taste of a first kiss is sweet, fiery, and intoxicating, making you forget everything like you're drunk.

(Zhihong!...I love you!...)

Giving her first kiss to the person she loved, Xin Yi was deeply intoxicated by this blissful feeling.

3. Revealing Discipline

On the other hand, Kuang Huitong was falling into an abyss of misfortune.

As soon as she got into the car, the all-black RV drove off immediately. The High Priest was driving in the front, while in the back seat, Huitong was flanked by John and Luca.

"Hehe, I've missed you terribly in three days, Miss Kuang!" John stared at Hui Tong up and down with a venomous gaze, making her skin crawl.

"But Miss Kuang seems quite disobedient, daring to go back on her word and report you to the police!" Lu Jia said with a fierce glint in her eyes. "I must teach you to be a good girl!"

"I'm reporting you because I'm a good girl!" Remembering Xin Yi's words, Hui Tong tried to suppress her panic and mustered her courage to say, "You... do you really think you can treat anyone like a plaything?"

But her gentle and natural voice, tinged with timidity, didn't seem to convey much force.

"Ah, what sharp teeth!" Lu Jia grabbed her jaw with her hand, making her cry out in pain. "You used to be such a refined young lady, who taught you to be like this?"

"Whoever it was... is none of your business!"

"Hehe, let's see how long you can keep up this act!"

John roughly pulled up Hui Tong's sweater, even pushing up her bra, revealing her snow-white breasts with a "plop"!

"Oh my! What are you doing here!?"

The car was still driving through the bustling city, and Hui Tong had no idea that they would dare to do such a thing with so many pedestrians outside!

"Hehe, don't be afraid, all the windows in this car are one-way glass, no one outside can see what's going on inside!"

Lu Jia even more brazenly used his claw-like hands to knead Hui Tong's smooth breasts like dough!

"No... don't touch me!"

Hui Tong flailed her arms and legs, struggling desperately, but in the cramped car, she had nowhere to escape.

"What are you resisting! Don't dream!"

John grabbed her chin and kept kissing her beautiful face.

"Mmm..." Her fair face and pink lips were once again smeared with the saliva of a hungry wolf.

"That's right, and didn't we already play with your whole body three days ago? What's there to be shy about!"

Lu Jia squeezed her breasts together, making them bulge, and then used his mouth, painted with blood-red lipstick, to leave lip print after lip print on her small, cute breasts. He sucked on her tender nipples like a bloodsucker, making lewd "slurping" sounds.

"No, I'm not... oh... not your toy!"

Hui Tong struggled desperately, but pressed down by the two men, the delicate girl had no chance to resist.

At this moment, John unbuttoned the top of her long skirt and stripped it off!

"Eek! No!"

Stripped naked in the carriage, Hui Tong could hardly believe their methods.

John began to pull at her panties. Hui Tong instinctively kicked her legs wildly, desperately trying to stop him.

"How annoying! Calm down!"

John roared like a lion, then slapped Hui Tong's thigh!

*Smack!*

"Ouch!!"

The hand, as large as a fan, struck mercilessly, leaving a shocking, blood-red handprint on Hui Tong's snow-white, tender skin! Hui Tong, who had always grown up in a sheltered environment, had never been treated like this. Stunned by the violence, John easily broke down her last line of defense.

(Waaah… Xin Yi, I can't take it anymore… They are beasts, tigers, I really can't resist… Resisting will only cause more pain!…)

Hui Tong went limp, pitiful tears streaming from her dazed eyes down her thin face. " Hehe

…" Seeing Hui Tong succumb once again in the rearview mirror, the High Priest laughed gleefully. A strange engine noise filled the carriage. The sound came from a pink, oval-shaped female vibrator (commonly known as a "vibrator"). Lu Jia was currently holding one and moving it around one of Hui Tong's breasts. "Eek!..." When the vibrator brushed against her nipple, Hui Tong felt a jolt, like an electric shock, causing her body to arch and she to let out a mournful groan. John, meanwhile, was holding the other vibrator, moving it around her genitals. This area was even more sensitive and responsive than her breasts. "Eek!... Oh... No, don't... It feels so strange down there!" The vibrations spread to her pink labia and small clitoris, making Hui Tong's already red, sleep-deprived eyes even more confused and agitated. Now, Hui Tong had changed positions: she was leaning against the side window, facing out of the car, while John and Lu Jia's intrusive hands moved from behind to her front. In the bustling city center around 9 PM, pedestrians thronged and carriages streamed by. Although Hui-tong knew that those outside couldn't see what was happening inside the carriage, being played with in front of such a large crowd still stirred a sense of transgression within her. "You're getting more and more aroused!" John, playing with her genitals, felt the change in her body. "Does being played with in front of so many people make you more excited, you pervert!" "No...it can't be like this...oh..." "Still saying no? Look what this is?"

John held the aurora, glistening with clear nectar, to Hui-tong's nose and touched it. With a slight vibration, a little more sweet, lustful fluid splashed onto her nose.

"Ah...so embarrassing!..."

John then placed the aurora back on Hui-tong's lower body, moving it back and forth on her soft, grassy ground, stimulating her developing genitals, which were almost immune to sexual stimulation.

At that moment, the RV passed the theater.

"!...Xin-yi?"

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing..."

At the street corner outside the theater, Xin-yi and Mai Zhi-hong, who had just finished watching the play, were leaving hand in hand.

(Xin-yi, so she wasn't answering my calls because she was on a date with a guy...)

Hui-tong tried to tell herself that it wasn't Xin-yi's fault, but for some reason, she still felt a little sour.

(That boy is so handsome… Xinyi looks so happy… What did I do wrong? Why do all these unfortunate things only happen to me? God, if this is a trial for me, then it is far too cruel!…)

After driving for half an hour, the RV began to leave the city and drive on a quiet suburban highway.

Of course, the two priests did not stop their fondling of her, and in this abnormal outdoor training, Huitong actually experienced mild orgasms more than once.

“Ah… no… so, so powerful… I can’t take it… ah! ya ya!…”

“Lost again? You’re a complete slut!”

Huitong’s lower body was overflowing with fluid, her bright red clitoris hardened and protruded, and her vulva, which had become more mature and sensitive after deflowering, was constantly overflowing with clear mucus.

“We are not interested in ordinary 'formed' sluts,” Lu Jia said with a smile. “But you are indeed special. You were like a blank sheet of paper, unaware of filth and evil, yet deep within you lies the nature of a slut. So we've decided to continue training you, to paint lewd colors onto this blank sheet as we please!

(She can't be telling the truth!... But my body is definitely feeling... Ah, Lord, what should I do?)

The car stopped in front of a familiar building.

“This... isn't this the Church of Eden's Return?”

“You didn't expect we'd still be here! ... But we're currently hiding in the basement, temporarily ceasing public activities, all thanks to you!” The high priest said sarcastically.

“Alright, get out of the car!”

“Wait, put this on first…”

Lu Jia grinned lewdly, fastening a red pet collar around Hui Tong's neck.

“Ah…”

“So cute! Like a little white kitten!” After the four

got out of the car, Huitong was ordered to put her hands behind her head, assuming a prisoner-like posture, and then put a pair of leather handcuffs on her wrists, connected by a chain; while Lu Jia held another chain connected to Huitong's collar, and then led her forward.

(Ah, so embarrassing...) Huitong also had a cat at home, and she felt that she was now no different from a house cat. (...But why did a burning flutter rise in my heart at the same time? Being led around in such exposure, I actually felt... Oh, what's wrong with my body?)

The four entered the church, but the building was still completely dark, without a single light.

4. The moment of parting with God

In the basement, Marco had been waiting impatiently for everyone to return.

"Ah, finally back? Damn, I've been waiting forever!"

"Hehe, sorry to keep you waiting, Marco!" Lu

Jia, grinning, led Kuang Huitong down the stairs.

Her sweater was pulled up above her breasts, and her lower body was completely naked, though her hands behind her head couldn't fully cover her exposed private parts.

Her face, which had been pale like a sickly beauty, was slightly flushed from the stimulation of being disciplined outdoors; her exposed private parts were wet, reflecting the light. The bright red choker around her neck made her look both pitiful and adorable.

Even in this lewd state, her gait and demeanor still retained the composure and gentle grace of a wealthy young lady.

Back in this basement, the nightmare from three days ago vividly resurfaced in her mind, causing Huitong to bite her lower lip and furrow her brow, looking as if she wanted to cry.

Looking at the timid girl before him, Marco said even more threateningly,

"Didn't we agree last time that we wouldn't call the police?" "You disobedient girl, it seems you won't learn your lesson unless you're properly punished!"

"Ah..." Hearing this, Hui Tong was so frightened that she couldn't even speak.

"Okay, let's tie this up first..."

Marco picked up two red cotton ropes and tied them around Hui Tong's chest, binding her body, while also tying her hands behind her back.

The snow-white flesh of the young girl paired with the red collar and cotton ropes exuded a sensual contrast; and with the ropes binding her up and down, her breasts, sandwiched in the middle, were even more prominent and emphasized. Although not particularly full, her tender, girlish breasts were like a refreshing bowl of clear soup to someone accustomed to rich soup.

Marco couldn't help but gently caress her smooth breasts, and then mischievously pinched one of the pink nipples and twisted it to the left and right!

"Eek!" "...Hui Tong cried out in pain, her mouth twisted.

"Hehe, bear with it, the punishment is only just beginning!"

Marco sat on a high-backed chair, while Hui Tong was ordered to lie prone, her chest and abdomen resting on his thighs, her feet on the ground behind her.

His thighs felt the elastic touch of her breasts, while his eyes were fixed on her smooth back and snow-white, peach-like buttocks, making Marco almost drool.

The high priest and the other two sat quietly to the side, waiting to watch the show.

Marco's hand stroked down her smooth, silky back, feeling the rich girl's smooth, creamy skin, then followed the curves of her waist and hips, finally reaching the top of her still-developing, not yet fully plump, pink buttocks.

"Alright... Miss Kuang, do you know what sin you have committed? If you do, then repent properly before the Lord!" "

(Xiaotong, don't give up, just honestly tell them you did nothing wrong, they're the ones who are wrong!)"

Although her friend Mo Xinyi's encouraging words seemed to echo in her mind, she couldn't muster the courage to actually say it in this situation.

"I...I..." Tensely, Huitong couldn't say anything more.

"What? If you don't know, I'll tell you. First, you promised you wouldn't call the police, but you said one thing and did another, that's breaking your promise!"

Marco raised his hand high in the air, then slammed it down on Huitong's buttocks!

*Smack!*

"Ouch!!...Ouch!"

Like a thunderclap, a bright red handprint immediately appeared on her tender, white buttocks!

Seeing Marco's iron-like muscles, it turned out he was an amateur fighter. Even using only 20% of his strength was enough to make the sheltered Huitong feel bad!

"Second, you just spoke disrespectfully to the High Priest on the phone, which is disrespectful to God's messenger!"

*Slap!

* "Ah!...Stop!"

It sounded like a baseless argument, but who would bother to investigate? After all, Marco was just making up excuses to punish Huitong!

"Third, you were clearly having a lot of fun with us last time, but you still pretended to be a victim in front of the police, which is dishonest!"

*Slap!

* "Eee-ahhh!..."

Having grown up under the strict care of her parents and servants, Miss Kuang had never suffered such humiliation and punishment in her life, so tears began to uncontrollably roll down her cheeks.

"Why are you crying? What's wrong? Are you not satisfied? You brat, watch how I deal with you today!"

*Slap! Slap! Slap!*

"Ah?! My butt is going to split open!"

With each slap landing on her tender, untouched buttocks, a tearing pain instantly spread from the point of impact to her entire buttocks.

*Slap! Slap!

* Conversely, Marco grew increasingly excited with each blow: feeling the elasticity of her buttocks and the gradual warming and swelling of her flesh in his palms. He watched as the girl beneath his feet jerked with each strike, her slender body jerking as if electrocuted, her hind legs bouncing on the ground. He listened to the lewd slapping sounds of his hands hitting her buttocks and Hui Tong's pitiful, desperate cries—it was pure bliss!

"You say it! Do you know you're wrong? Do you know you're wrong?!"

*Slap! Slap!*

"Aaaah!...Eeea!...No!..."

Yes, he had once said he would change his cowardly ways and would no longer let them do as they pleased.

(If it were Xinyi, what would she do? She would never give in to a villain, she would even grit her teeth and hold back her screams, right?)

*Slap! Slap!

* (But I… I can’t take it anymore… I’m not Xinyi after all… If this continues, my butt will be ruined… That kind of pain, it chills the heart, it’s really terrifying!)

*Slap! Slap!*

The basement had become an execution ground, her entire tender pink buttocks were swollen a size larger, red and plump like an apple.

“How about it! I’ll beat you to death! Do you know you’re wrong?”

“Ouch!… Don’t hit me! I… I know I’m wrong!…”

“If you know you’re wrong, do this?”

*Slap! Slap!*

“Ee! I’m… sorry…”

“Louder!”

*Slap! Slap!*

“Ouch!… I, I’m sorry!…”

“Will there be a next time?”

*Slap! Slap!*

“No! There won’t be a next time!… I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!…”

She completely submitted.

"Hehe, then I'll spare you!"

Marco stopped. Poor Huitong had been beaten into a semi-conscious state, limp on the man's lap, panting heavily.

Marco gently put his hands under her armpits, holding her chest and lifting her up. Her eyes were vacant, her disheveled hair plastered to her forehead with sweat, her cries heartbreaking and moving.

He kissed her cheeks, eyes, and nose, soaked with sweat and tears, sipping the sweet moisture. His hands gently massaged her swollen, red buttocks, giving Huitong an indescribable sense of comfort.

Because of the intense pain just now, the massage felt even more pleasurable. Alternating between whip and candy was the perfect method of discipline.

Huitong's weak and pitiful appearance after the punishment only fueled the lust of the men.

So, they began to brutally gang rape her again.

Bound by ropes, Hui-tong lay supine on the bed, Marco's penis thrusting violently inside her vagina. John, with his legs spread, squatted above her face, inserting his penis into her mouth.

"After sucking up so much of our semen, your genitals have become even more alluring!"

Marco felt that Hui-tong's vagina was not looser than when she was a virgin; on the contrary, her clitoris was sucking on his penis even more actively than before, forcing Marco to concentrate. It would be too embarrassing if he ejaculated prematurely.

"Eee... I'm... I'm going to die!... Ahh... So strong!... Eee-oh-oh!!..."

"Stop screaming. Your mouth is for serving my penis, understand?"

"Oh-oh-oh... I understand... Gu-gu..."

John's penis stretched Hui-tong's mouth to its limit, causing her jaw to ache. Hui Tong's small mouth and thin lips held the thick steel rod, creating a cruel yet beautiful contrast.

Marco, as a fighter, possessed not only exceptional endurance in fists and feet but also in sexual stamina. With focused attention, he continued his assault on Hui Tong's vagina with three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.

He gripped her breasts tightly, each deep thrust reaching her very core. A frenzied sensation, as if pierced through her internal organs, shook the young girl's soul.

"Eee...mmm...gurgle...oh oh!!..."

Her snow-white naked body writhed desperately, her sweat reflecting a captivating sheen under the light.

The sexual pleasure she had experienced during the previous gang rape surged back, and her still-beaten buttocks, rubbing against the mattress with each thrust, continued to burn with pain, yet this only intensified her sensual sensations like a seasoning.

(Ah, why... does it hurt so much deep inside my body... my buttocks are still burning, but it's not uncomfortable, it's even a little... pleasurable?...)

Thick semen filled her mouth, and Hui Tong instinctively wanted to spit it out. But John immediately grabbed her chin and shouted angrily:

"Swallow it! How can a slave spit out his master's stuff?"

"Ugh... gulp..." Hui Tong's face twisted, and she forced herself to swallow all the semen. The feeling of the foul-smelling semen flowing into her stomach made her eyes glaze over.

On the other hand, Marco, with his amazing stamina, lifted her legs, and his fierce attacks made her slender body feel like it was being shaken apart.

Her genitals felt numb, and wave after wave of hot fluid poured out.

"This slut, she's lost it again! How many more times can she lose it?"

"So the Master will never misjudge people, she is definitely an important part of our Eden's return plan, hehe..."

The High Priest was also watching with great interest.

Vagina, anus, mouth—from one orifice to another, all became bait for the lecherous demon.

One insertion after another, ejaculation, insertion, ejaculation…

(Oh, no!…So tiring, but it feels so wonderful…)

In Huitong's eyes, she seemed to see a pure white angel, but the angel's wings were gradually turning black.

(I'm sorry, Daddy?, Mommy…I'm sorry, Xinyi…I'm sorry, God…Oh!…Ahhh!)

Sparks flew before her eyes, and Huitong reached another climax.

Chapter 4: The Case Files of the Beautiful Girl Detective

1. The Beautiful Girl Detective, on the Move!

"I'm back!"

Mo Xinyi stepped into the house and saw her younger brother, Mo Zhenyu, quietly reading a book in the living room.

"Sister, you're back."

"Xiaoyu, is Dad not coming home for dinner tonight either?"

"Yes, he said there's a sudden case..."

"It's alright, the two of us will eat."

Although she said it was alright, knowing that her father "again" couldn't come home to have dinner with them tonight, Xinyi couldn't help but show a little melancholy.

However, seeing that her brother also looked lonely, Xinyi decided to immediately cheer up and said with a cheerful smile:

"I'm free tonight, so I'll cook for you, Xiaoyu!"

"Okay!" Zhenyu also smiled happily immediately. He didn't want his sister to worry about him either.

Although Mo Zhenyu was Xinyi's younger brother, and they were only less than three years apart in age, the two siblings were very different in personality and character.

Zhenyu, nearly fourteen, is quite tall, but he lacks the ruggedness of his father, Mo Zhengxiong, and the liveliness of his sister, Xinyi. Instead, he appears slender and quiet, handsome yet somewhat delicate and effeminate. With fair skin, a quiet and bookish nature, and a slender build, he resembles a girl. Xinyi sometimes thinks he looks more like the younger brother of the wealthy heiress, Kuang Huitong, than like her own.

Their mother passed away when Zhenyu was three, so he doesn't have a deep impression of her. Instead, his sister Xinyi has taken on the role of both older sister and mother. After school, she helps her father with housework in addition to doing her homework and studying. In the last two years, since her father was promoted to senior inspector, he has been working long hours, leaving early and returning late, making the housework even more demanding for Xinyi. Fortunately, Xiaoyu has also begun to help out and share some of the workload.

Zhenyu held a reverence and admiration for his older sister, Xinyi, that went beyond that of most siblings. Perhaps it was because Xinyi was also a mother figure, or perhaps it was because of her seemingly omnipotent abilities and inexhaustible energy.

(I also want to become as capable and outstanding as my sister, to share her burdens…)

Zhenyu recalled his friend Ajie teasing him a few days ago: “Ayu, you always talk about Xinyi, do you have a sister complex?”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Although he said that, Zhenyu knew that among the girls his age he knew, none could match his sister in terms of looks, personality, or abilities.

A sister complex? No way! Although every time he saw his sister's warm and energetic smile, he felt his heart warmed as well...

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It's so delicious, sister, you're such a genius!"

"When did you learn to be so sweet-talking?"

"I mean it, really!"

(Really? Next time I'll make some delicious things for Zhihong to try...) Xinyi thought of her young stage play director boyfriend.

"Why is sister smiling like that? It's disgusting. Are you thinking about Zhihong? When are you bringing him back to play? I won't mind, and I won't bother you!"

"You little devil, if you talk nonsense again, I'll give you an over-the-shoulder throw!"

"Sister is so fierce, Xiaoyu is so scared!..."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

After dinner, Xinyi washed the dishes and then dried the freshly washed clothes.

"Sister, let me help you... Ah!"

Zhenyu stepped onto the balcony and saw Xinyi standing on a high chair, hanging the freshly washed clothes on a bamboo clothes rack in the courtyard.

She hadn't changed since returning; her snow-white school uniform couldn't conceal her well-developed breasts, and her plaid school uniform skirt, which only reached her knees, swayed gently as she hung it. From where Zhenyu was standing, looking slightly upwards, he could just see her tanned, healthy, and sexy thighs, and even her white panties were faintly visible with the movement of the skirt.

Zhenyu's face immediately turned as red as an apple. He immediately lowered his head.

Seeing her brother's embarrassed state, Xinyi couldn't help but smile and say,

"Xiaoyu, you're blushing... My lovely little brother has grown up so much, time really flies!"

After finishing all the housework, Xinyi returned to her bedroom; she had something troubling her mind that she needed to think about today.

At the prime of her youth, beloved by classmates and trusted by teachers, excelling in both academics and extracurricular activities, and recently finding a wonderful boyfriend, Xin Yi should be the epitome of a perfect high school girl. However, a worry has been weighing on her mind lately.

It concerns her father and a close friend. Her father is a senior inspector in the city's police department, currently investigating a mysterious church, the "Eden Return Church," which has been involved in serious sexual assault cases. Xin Yi understands why her father is so concerned about this case; her mother was raped and murdered when Xin Yi was five, so her father deeply abhors crimes of indecency.

She learns from her father that the "Eden Return Church" has been committing crimes with impunity, using despicable methods to prevent victims from reporting them. This infuriates Xin Yi, who inherited her father's strong sense of justice.

From a young age, Xin Yi relied on her father and younger brother for support. Lacking a mother's care, with her brother still young and her father constantly busy with work, she indirectly developed an independent personality. Forced by her circumstances, she had to be stronger and more self-reliant than other children her age. She often wondered: "Could I also do my part to help my father?"

Regarding this incident, she had another reason that made her feel duty-bound: her close friend and classmate, Kuang Huitong, had recently become a victim of the "Eden Return Church."

Huitong, who had seemed a little better after reporting the incident, had become a completely different person this week. She was not only uninterested in school and her grades had plummeted, but she, who used to confide in Xin Yi, was now completely silent.

Xin Yi thought about it and concluded that the only explanation was that Huitong was still unable to let go of the tragedy. She guessed that if the perpetrators could be brought to justice, Huitong might be able to pull herself together.

As a student leader, Xin Yi possessed twice the sense of responsibility and initiative of others. For her beloved father, her best friend, and to prevent further harm, she decided to do her utmost to assist in the investigation.

The reason the police were currently at a loss was the mystery and remarkable concealment of the perpetrators. Aside from knowing the professions and some characteristics of a few individuals, the police had struggled to pinpoint their true identities.

The only significant clue was from the testimonies of some victims that one member of the tasting party was an obese doctor.

They had followed this lead, but there were over twenty obese doctors in the city, and after investigating them one by one, they hadn't been able to identify anyone as a decisive suspect.

However, Xin Yi herself was confident; an obese doctor she had seen several months prior was highly suspicious. Although the doctor hadn't done anything inappropriate, her woman's intuition told her that the doctor exuded an unusual aura and his gaze was definitely not that of an ordinary healer.

She looked at the necklace she wore around her neck, a gift from her father on her sixteenth birthday a little over a month ago.

("Xinyi, you're such a sensible and good daughter. You haven't done anything to worry me at all, and all the teachers I've met speak highly of you. I'm so proud of you...")

Xinyi thought, seemingly having made up her mind.

(What Eden returning to the church? I, the beautiful detective, will expose your true colors!)

Xinyi revealed a confident and determined smile.

2. Beautiful Detective, Follow!

The next day, after the student council meeting, Xinyi went to the suspicious fat doctor's clinic again, pretending to come for a checkup.

As she entered the consultation room, she once again felt that the doctor's gaze was a little strange.

Although it wasn't a particularly lewd or evil expression, Xinyi's usually keen intuition told her that his gaze was far too sharp and direct for a doctor.

(How can I make him give himself away? Should I... really use that kind of method...?) Xinyi hesitated, wondering whether to use her "honey trap."

Xin Yi was quite confident in her appearance. Among the girls in her grade, she knew she was among the more precocious. In the past six months, she felt her breasts had become increasingly "weighty," and her feminine curves were largely formed. As an athlete, this also contributed to her healthy and even physical development.

As for her looks, she was used to the admiring, even slightly erotic, glances she received from passersby on her way to and from school almost every day. Therefore, she believed that her appearance was definitely attractive to the opposite sex.

"Doctor... my breasts have been a little sore lately, I don't know what's wrong..."

Xin Yi felt a little unhappy and "disgraceful" about having to resort to "seduction," because she always believed that women weren't just empty-headed with their breasts. But for her father and friend, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

"...Really? Let me examine them..."

The doctor also showed a slight surprise, then placed the stethoscope on Xin Yi's left breast.

"Oh..." The cold stethoscope, penetrating the thin school uniform and bra, transmitted a sensation to Xin Yi's sensitive skin, causing her to instinctively let out a soft moan.

"Because of the clothing, I have to press harder to hear clearly, just bear with it."

The doctor pressed the stethoscope slightly harder against her well-developed breasts, making the girl blush. Although she was a brave and passionate girl, she was still a 16-year-old schoolgirl, so her sensitivity to her rapidly developing and maturing breasts was above average.

"...Hoo...Eek!"

When the cold stethoscope pressed directly against the nipples at the apex of her breasts, Xin Yi felt a jolt, as if she had been electrocuted, her whole body stiffening, and her right hand gripping something in her skirt pocket.

It was a state-of-the-art electric shock-type self-defense device. A girl alone gathering intelligence, Xin Yi certainly wouldn't have come unprepared; she had obtained this self-defense tool from her father's connections.

Her plan was to immediately pull out her stun gun and knock the doctor unconscious if he made any move against her, then call her father for help.

The doctor, seeing Xin Yi's sensitive expression, smiled strangely.

The next evening, after track and field practice, Xin Yi was preparing to leave school alone.

(Strange… Could it really not be him? Or is it because my "honey trap" failed?)

Xin Yi wondered. It turned out nothing had happened yesterday. After a longer examination, the doctor told her they couldn't find anything abnormal and recommended she go to the government hospital for a more detailed examination. Then she left safely.

(This lead is also lost… What to do… Should I really try every fat doctor in the city?)

Xin Yi shook her head, as if trying to shake off that absurd thought.

At that moment, as she stepped out of the school gate, she saw a magnificent luxury car parked in front of her. As soon as she came out, the car door opened, and a graceful, mature woman stepped out.

Xin Yi instinctively felt that this woman was there to see her.

The woman's demeanor was very calm and elegant, and her appearance was also generous and dignified, typical of a wealthy lady.

"Are you Miss Mo Xinyi?"

"Yes, and who are you…?"

"My husband's surname is Kuang, and I'm Huitong's mother."

"Ah… hello."

"Do you have time? My daughter told me you're her best friend, and I'd like to ask you some questions about her."

"No problem!" Xinyi was more than happy to get more information from Huitong's mother.

"Then please get in the car, let's go to a nearby coffee shop."

The two arrived at a nicely decorated coffee shop, which wasn't crowded.

"How should I put this…?" Although Mrs. Kuang had invited Xinyi, she felt a little unsure where to begin after sitting down.

"Is it… that Xiaotong's behavior lately… is a little off?"

"Just 'a little'? She's practically a different person!" Mrs. Kuang said immediately with concern.

It turned out that Huitong had almost stopped attending piano lessons recently, and several days a week she would disappear after school. This once pampered young lady, who rarely left her home except for piano lessons or performances, now often didn't return home until 11 or 12 at night. This once very gentle and polite daughter was now indifferent to her mother, even complaining that she was too annoying.

Upon hearing this, Xinyi suddenly realized why Huitong's grades had recently declined so much, and why she often seemed listless and tired in class. It turned out that she was doing something mysterious after school.

"Where did she go, and what was she doing?" Mrs. Kuang hoped to find the answer from her daughter's best friend.

"Huitong didn't tell me either..." Seeing Mrs. Kuang's slightly disappointed expression, Xinyi immediately continued, "But it's very likely that it's related to 'that incident' two weeks ago."

"You mean..." Mrs. Kuang's expression immediately changed. "Could it be those bad guys? They weren't satisfied with bullying Huitong once, they're still bullying her? I'm calling the police! I need to go immediately..."

"Auntie, calm down. It's all just speculation, there's no evidence."

Besides the lack of evidence, Xinyi had also heard her father say that when they raided the church last time, the other party seemed to have anticipated their arrival and had vanished.

(Could it be... like in some movies, that they even have informants within the police?)

Although it seemed like pure speculation, Xinyi felt there was no other explanation for how the other party could have such foresight. Therefore, Xinyi didn't encourage Mrs. Kuang to call the police, lest she alert them.

"Then what should we do... If we need evidence... perhaps I should hire a private investigator to investigate..."

"No need. There's already someone in front of you!" Xinyi smiled and winked. "Let me give it a try. Huitong's matter is my matter. I want to do my part to help her overcome the difficulties!"

Xinyi's intelligence, enthusiasm and courage deeply moved Mrs. Kuang, who said:

"Although my daughter doesn't have many friends, it's so good to have a friend like you... I'll leave my daughter's matter to you for now! But don't push yourself too hard!"

The next day, before school was about to end.

"Xiaotong, are you free after school? I'd like you to come see that well-received movie, 'Wudang Volleyball,' with me."

"Ah, it's Xinyi… I'm sorry, I'm not free after school today…"

"Are you going to your piano lesson?"

"No… I just

have something to do…" "What is it? Can I help you?"

"This… no need to trouble you… really…"

Huitong stammered, clearly hiding something, but being the honest girl she always was, she couldn't come up with a lie to appease Xinyi.

"That's alright, forget it!"

Seeing Huitong's flustered expression, Xinyi smiled, showing no sign of concern.

As soon as the school bell rang, Huitong was the first student to leave the classroom.

Xinyi, who usually left late, immediately followed her out today.

(Although there was track and field practice today, for Xiaotong… she had to skip one practice session!)

Xinyi dashed into the girls' restroom, putting on a long brown wig and sunglasses.

Then, she took out a deep red lipstick and smeared it vigorously on her lips.

(I originally wanted to do a super heavy makeup look, but there wasn't time, so I'll just make do... The disguised tracking operation of the pretty girl detective, go!)

Xin Yi ran out of the restroom and dashed towards the school gate—as expected of a track and field athlete, her speed was comparable to many boys her age.

Outside the school gate was a long slope, and since there were no forks in the road, Xin Yi wasn't worried about losing her; sure enough, after running for a while, she could vaguely see Hui Tong walking slowly ahead.

Xin Yi slowed down and followed Hui Tong at a distance, only to see her enter the nearby crisscrossing streets after descending the slope. From now on, Xin Yi had to follow very carefully, but fortunately, there were plenty of pedestrians and obstacles nearby to hide behind.

After walking for fifteen minutes, Huitong finally stopped at a bus stop. Xinyi then stood nearby, taking out a textbook and pretending to read, but her gaze was still "glancing" at Huitong. Fortunately, Huitong seemed distracted and didn't realize she was being followed.

The bus arrived, and Huitong appeared to be preparing to board.

(This bus was heading to the suburbs; where was Xiaotong going?)

Xinyi quickly rushed onto the bus before the doors closed.

3. The Pretty Girl Detective, Infiltrating!

The scene shifts to Mo Xinyi's home. While the "pretty girl detective" was conducting her first surveillance operation, her boudoir was invaded by an "uninvited guest."

Let's keep that a secret for now and refer to this uninvited guest as the "mysterious person."

After entering Xinyi's room, the mysterious person first looked around. It was a clean and tidy room, reflecting the homeowner's cleanliness. Upon entering, one could smell a faint fragrance typical of a young girl's bedroom.

Then, the man plopped down on Xinyi's bed, pushed aside a pile of Hello Kitty and Winnie the Pooh plush toys, and found a pillow underneath.

The mysterious man picked up the pillow and pressed the center against his face.

(So fragrant!...)

A girl's hair scent wafted into his nostrils, sweet and sour, with a hint of shampoo, which intoxicated him.

After sniffing for a while, he put the pillow down and then sniffed around the sheets, trying to catch the girl's scent left on the bed.

"Ugh..."

After enjoying the sniffing and smacking to his heart's content, he went to the desk. Seeing a photo of Xinyi and her boyfriend Mai Zhihong on the desk, a strange expression appeared on the mysterious man's face. Then he started rummaging through the desk drawers, some locked and some unlocked. In the unlocked drawers, the mysterious man found combs, small handkerchiefs, and other items, and he didn't miss a single one, sniffing their scent and gently stroking them as if they were his own.

Next, the mysterious man picked up a cardboard box from the room. He was quite lucky today; the box contained many things, including used tissues and an empty apple core.

The mysterious man picked up the items, touching and sniffing them while fantasizing: Where did Xinyi wipe herself with this tissue? Her face, her neck, or a more private area? How alluring it would be if she parted her cherry-blossom-colored, slightly upturned lips and bit into the apple with her white, childlike teeth? Was the dampness on the blackened apple core her saliva? As the mysterious man licked and sucked the apple core, he felt his penis harden painfully.

He then picked up the folded robe Xinyi had taken off before school that morning, which was neatly arranged on a nearby chair. He pulled the robe over his face, simultaneously unzipping his pants and rubbing his crotch with a toothbrush he had taken from the bathroom earlier (I don't need to tell you whose toothbrush it was, do I?).

(This is what she wore all night…it smells of her body, her sweat…ahhh, it smells so good!…those are the bristles that brushed her mouth…ohhh!…)

The mysterious man sniffed the robe in front of him intensely and stimulated his genitals with the toothbrush, fantasizing about the object's beautiful owner servicing his genitals with her mouth, gradually reaching climax.

After witnessing the fetishist man's behavior, the scene shifts back to Xin Yi. She followed Hui Tong and got off at a station in the suburbs. After walking a short distance, she saw several two-story villas in front of her; of course, Xin Yi was completely unaware that her bedroom had been invaded.

Hui Tong stopped in front of the largest three-story European-style building. Xin Yi peeked out from behind the wall of another villa not far away. She saw Hui Tong ring the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door. After she went inside, the door closed again.

After waiting a minute without any further movement, Xin Yi went to the villa's front door herself.

There was a relief on the door: a snake coiled on the ground, its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by nude figures of a man and a woman.

(What a beautiful villa! ...The snake and the man and woman symbols, could it be...?)

Xin Yi pressed the doorbell next to the door.

About five seconds later, a flat, somewhat cold male voice came from the intercom below the doorbell.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hello...I'm a friend of Kuang Huitong, I need to speak with her."

"...There's no one named Kuang here, and no one named Huitong."

Xin Yi was taken aback. In a flash, she pretended nothing was wrong and said,

"Sorry, I might have the wrong place. Goodbye."

"Okay, goodbye."

Of course, Xin Yi didn't leave immediately, but she also thought there might be security cameras at the gate, so she pretended to leave.

But after circling around, she returned. This time, she carefully avoided the doorway, walking slowly around the building and observing her surroundings.

One of the windows seemed to be open, the curtains fluttering slightly in the breeze.

However, the window was positioned quite high up. Xin Yi looked around with some concern, then suddenly her eyes lit up.

"That trash can... I hope today is a lucky day for Pisces!"

She went closer and saw that the trash can was indeed empty, allowing her to push it towards the open window.

She climbed onto the trash can, cautiously peering through the window.

It looked like a storage room, and there was no one inside.

"Hehe, looks like Pisces' luck is pretty good today!"

The Pisces detective leaped and nimbly climbed through the window into the room.

Xin Yi focused her attention, carefully listening to the sounds around her.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, not at all like anyone was inside.

Xin Yi became even more cautious, walking on tiptoe, barely daring to breathe—she looked more like a female thief than a female detective.

Outside the storage room was a corridor, at one end of which was a large hall, also completely empty.

(It seems to be a meeting place… So this is the lewd church Hui Tong mentioned?)

Xin Yi circled the hall but saw nothing suspicious. Then, she tiptoed back down the corridor. At the other end of the corridor was a staircase leading upwards, and next to the staircase was another room.

Xin Yi moved with light and agile steps, like a kitten, so that even if someone else in the house were there, they wouldn't notice her intrusion—unless there were security cameras in the courtyard.

But in reality, Xin Yi's every move was being monitored by the security cameras.

She entered a room next to the stairs, the last room on this basement level she hadn't investigated yet.

(It seemed to be a lounge, with bookshelves and a stereo system, still not a soul in sight…)

Xin Yi approached the stereo system with speakers almost as tall as herself.

(Ah! I've wanted this rare CD for so long!…No, now's not the time to watch CDs!)

Xin Yi sighed regretfully, then walked to the bookshelf.

(It's not just religious books! The owner's interests are quite broad, ranging from scientific literature and literary masterpieces to popular novels like "Khanipoto"…)

Xin Yi looked around; there were some tables and chairs in the room, and next to the bookshelf was a pillar that seemed to be used as a coat rack.

(These kinds of boring, third-rate novels always have that plot where the protagonist turns a pillar and a secret passage appears... When will those writers ever get tired of writing this cliché?)

Xin Yi muttered to herself as she gently turned the coat rack.

A click sounded, and the bookshelf next to it slowly slid aside, revealing a doorway on the wall behind it, leading down a staircase.

(Oh... even third-rate novels occasionally have a stroke of genius...)

Xin Yi slowly descended the stairs. The surroundings were utterly silent, so quiet she could almost hear her own heartbeat.

At the bottom of the stairs was a sturdy-looking iron door.

(Will the truth lie behind this door?)

Xin Yi reached out her delicate hand, intending to gently open the door a crack to peek inside.

But at the same moment, someone on the other side of the door yanked it open forcefully, causing Xin Yi to lose her balance and fall forward into the basement!

It turned out that her every move since entering the house had been recorded by the house's owners, who had already set a trap, waiting for their prey to walk right into it. Sure enough, Xinyi, like a blind fly, flew into the spiderweb.

Xinyi, being an athlete, was quite agile; she braced herself on the ground and immediately sprang to the side.

Unfortunately, today turned out to be a disastrous day for her.

Marco, the most burly of the pastors, was already standing nearby. As she dodged, she bumped right into him!

"Heh..."

Marco lifted Xinyi up like a hawk snatching a chick.

The time and place were unknown, only that it was roughly a meeting room.

In the center of the meeting room was a long oval table, and at one end of the table, three people were sitting around it, seemingly waiting for something.

All three men were dressed identically in white robes similar to those worn by priests or monks, each robe bearing a design on the back: a seated snake with its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by nude figures of a man and a woman.

The three varied in height and build, but their faces were obscured—they all wore masks.

The pure white plastic masks were sculpted into the shape of facial masks; the tallest and strongest wore a fierce-looking mask; the fattest, seemingly weighing over two hundred pounds, wore a laughing mask; and the smallest, with a mournful expression, appeared to be a woman based on her figure. The three

had been waiting for nearly half an hour and seemed increasingly impatient. Fortunately, the person they were waiting for finally appeared.

At the other end of the conference room was a side door (not the one the three had used to enter), with a tower-like pattern carved on it. This door had now been opened, and a fourth person, also dressed in a long robe and wearing a mask, entered. He appeared tall and thin, with a blank, expressionless face.

"Finally here, High Priest!" the man with the fierce mask said rudely. "We all have our own duties, so we're quite busy!"

the last to enter, addressed as "High Priest," said coldly, glancing at the tall, burly man. "God's commands are complex and unpredictable, so it's unavoidable that you all have to wait in this 'holy land,' for this is the only place in the world with a shortcut to 'Eden'!"

"Never mind, High Priest, don't take offense. We've always known what kind of person 'Marco' is, haven't we! Hehe…" the fat man chuckled, his large, laughing face a perfect contrast to his comical expression. “And what interests me even more is, what exactly is Eden’s new instruction this time?”

“Alright, John, let’s get back to the point!” The High Priest raised his hand, and several images appeared on the screen at the front of the conference room.

The screen displayed three photographs, all of them of the same girl—long, flowing black hair reaching almost to her waist, wavy and alluring; of medium height, slightly slender but exuding youthful grace; a beautiful face, including a pair of seemingly pitiful eyes and thin, leaf-like lips; her complexion was somewhat pale, but that couldn’t hide the fact that she was a stunning beauty.

The three photographs showed the girl’s full body, half-body, and a close-up of her face, but in all of them, her gaze was not directed at the camera.

The high priest continued,

“…This is the girl Eden has chosen this time. Her name is Kwong Wai-tung, she is 16 years old, and she is a Form Four (first year of high school) in the humanities stream at the most prestigious girls' high school in the city. She is quiet and introverted, with above-average grades. She loves piano and painting, especially piano, where she has reached a very high level and has even performed abroad. Because she is rather passive and introverted, she doesn't have many friends. Not only does she not have a boyfriend, but she also has almost no opportunity to date men her own age… In addition, she is an only child. Her father is the eldest son of the president of the Kwong Group, which owns more than ten companies, and is currently the group's chief executive officer…”

“It’s been a long time since I’ve made a move on a high school girl… and the information is very detailed!” Marco said.

“Don’t forget that ‘God’ is all-knowing,” the high priest replied.

“To target a rich young lady this time? It seems it won’t be so easy!” said the thinnest of the three seated men; her voice confirmed she was indeed a woman.

“Lu Jia is right. She rarely spends time alone outdoors, so recruiting her will require considerable effort…” the high priest said.

“Forget about rich young ladies or penniless paupers, anyone chosen by our holy sovereign must be obtained!” said Marco, the one with the crudest language and the loudest voice. He was the strongest and tallest of the four; his powerful arm muscles and fierce expression alone told him he was no ordinary man.

“That’s right, because it’s a necessary step in our ‘Eden’s Return Plan,’” the high priest affirmed. “And since one of our ‘fellow believers’ is a teacher at her school, we should be able to use that to achieve our goal.”

“So beautiful, though a little thin, and her skin is so white… she’s practically a greenhouse flower. Will this child be able to withstand our ‘ritual’? Hehe…” The fat John grinned maliciously, seemingly determined to carry out the “ritual” regardless of whether the child could handle it or not.

“It should be fine, women’s endurance is higher than you think!” said Luca, the only woman in the room.

“Is everyone alright? Then let’s end today’s gathering here. By the ‘ritual’ in three days, we should be able to recruit that child into the church!” the high priest said confidently. “Farewell, everyone! May Eden be with you!”

“And with your spirit!”

After saying this, the high priest left through the door with the tower pattern he had just entered through, but the other three had to leave through another door behind them. Unless Eden gave them instructions to enter, they were absolutely forbidden from entering the door with the tower pattern.

But they knew that as long as they diligently completed the instructions given by Eden, they would be rewarded—by opening the door to the Tower of Babylon, and then passing through the Tower of Babylon to reach their long-desired Garden of Eden.

Chapter 1: The Cult's Evil Plan

1. The Temptation of the Serpent

The school bell rang throughout the school building, signaling the end of the long day of classes.

Liberated from the long day of instruction, the classroom of Class 4A at the prestigious girls' school "Baicui Girls' School" in the city immediately became lively: students who had been patiently holding back their chatter, those preparing to go to various extracurricular activity departments, those discussing where to go after class… everyone's faces were filled with vibrant energy.

"Xinyi, let's go see a movie?"

"Sorry, the student council has a meeting today!"

Mo Xinyi, the class president, disciplinary committee member, and vice president of the student council, apologized to the classmate who had invited her.

"See you tomorrow, bye-bye!"

Xinyi hurriedly said goodbye to her friend and immediately rushed to the student council room. Her friends started gossiping:

"Xinyi is so busy, can she handle it?"

"Don't forget she's the captain of the track and field team and the judo team, we don't need to worry about her stamina!"

"Indeed, and with her leadership skills and affability, she's destined to be a student leader... But I really admire her, managing so many roles without neglecting her studies, consistently ranking in the top five in her class!"

"Of course, the title of 'school idol' isn't for nothing!"

In the corridor, Mo Xinyi saw her classmate Kuang Huitong walking slowly ahead. Unlike the energetic and restless Xinyi, Huitong was a quiet girl with refined manners, even her walk was deliberate and graceful.

"Xiaotong, are you going to your piano lesson again?"

Huitong slowly turned her head.

"Ah, it's Xinyi. Yes, I'm going to my piano lesson. Xinyi, what about you? Are you going to track and field practice? ... Or the teacher-student exchange meeting?"

"Neither, it's the student council meeting!"

"Xinyi, you're so versatile, nothing can stump you!"

"Don't joke, you're so busy you don't even have time to breathe, I'm really a little envious of you!"

Xinyi walked up and walked side by side with Huitong.

"Xinyi, bye-bye!"

"Awen, Xiaoxia, see you tomorrow!"

"Xinyi, goodbye!"

"Xiaojiao, are you okay with tomorrow's test? You should go home and study early!"

Along the short corridor, people kept greeting Xinyi, but no one greeted the introverted and unsociable Huitong.

(Xinyi, I'm so envious of you!)

Huitong was a very quiet girl with snow-white skin, and her eyes, nose, and mouth were all very delicate and beautiful, like a porcelain doll's face. Among her classmates, opinions were roughly evenly divided on whether Xin Yi or Hui Tong was the most beautiful girl in the grade.

Outside the school gate, a long slope led down to the main street.

Kuang Hui Tong walked slowly, still thinking about what had just happened.

(Xin Yi is so amazing; she seems to be able to become friends with anyone instantly. I wish I had half her courage and talkativeness…)

Hui Tong sighed softly. Her parents were both busy with work, leaving early and returning late. She was from a wealthy family, had no siblings, and her personality and social standing made it difficult for her to find close friends… Apart from the outgoing and easygoing Mo Xin Yi, she had practically no one else she could confide in. But Xin Yi was so busy; she couldn't always be with her.

In truth, although Hui Tong's material life was abundant, her heart was lonely and empty.

(God, could you grant me more courage?)

Hui Tong's hand gently touched the cross necklace hanging around her neck.

Lost in thought, a voice suddenly called out from behind:

"Hui Tong!"

Hui Tong immediately turned around.

"Ah...it's Professor Hu!"

Seeing Professor Hu Xueying, who taught economics, Hui Tong felt a little surprised and nervous, not because she was a fierce teacher; on the contrary, she was always very popular with students.

If Mo Xinyi was the school's idol student, then Professor Hu Xueying was the school's idol teacher: a model-like tall figure, captivating eyes, and full, alluring rosy lips, exuding the charm of a mature and beautiful 26-year-old teacher; her bright hair was tied back, and her smart and neat suit could not hide her full and alluring figure. Possessing top-notch beauty, coupled with erudition, intelligence, and a noble and mature demeanor, although she was a teacher, her bearing and mannerisms were by no means old-fashioned, but rather full of the style of a modern woman, making countless girls in the school look up to her as their role model.

(If only I could become a woman as outstanding as Teacher Hu someday…)

Countless girls thought this way, so during breaks and free time, she was often surrounded by a group of girls. The naturally introverted and passive Huitong practically had no chance to talk to either of them privately.

What did this idolized female teacher want with her?

“Huitong, are you a believer too?”

“Yes, teacher?”

“That’s right, so I’d like to invite Huitong to our church’s gathering.”

Huitong’s face was full of confusion. Teacher Hu immediately continued:

"Please don't mind me saying this, but I've always seen Huitong alone, as if she doesn't have many friends..."

Huitong's face darkened; she had indeed spoken her mind.

"My church has many warm and friendly members, and I hope I can introduce some to you, Huitong, so you'll have more people to confide in!" Teacher

Hu's friendly and caring suggestion surprised and delighted Huitong.

(Teacher Hu has been paying attention to me all along? She's even willing to help me like this...)

Huitong thought to herself. However, she also worried whether someone as introverted as her could truly open her heart and make some genuine friends. What if she wasted the teacher's good intentions...?

Seeing Huitong's hesitation, Teacher Hu continued to persuade her:

"Don't worry, it's okay. I'll help you. Just have more confidence, and you'll definitely make good friends!" Her eyes were full of encouragement.

(Yes, envying others is useless; you must be willing to try yourself. And you must never let down Teacher Hu's hard work and good intentions!)

Hui Tong made up her mind and nodded.

"That's great! Come to the teacher's office at 4:30 pm after school tomorrow!"

Teacher Hu smiled happily, but her smile seemed a little strange, though Hui Tong didn't notice.

2. The day after the Eden Return Ceremony

, after school, Kuang Hui Tong arrived at the teacher's office at the agreed time, and then left the school with Teacher Hu Xueying.

Xueying drove, heading straight towards the suburbs. Along the way, she constantly initiated conversation with Hui Tong, quickly making them feel much more comfortable with each other.

"Teacher, the church you belong to is called…."

"It's called 'Eden Return Church'."

Hui Tong had never heard of this name before, but she didn't mind.

The car stopped in a parking lot next to a three-story European-style building in the suburbs; it looked more like a villa than a church. The two got out of the car and walked to the main entrance of the building.

There were no signs indicating the church's name around the main entrance, and the only symbol on the door was a relief: a snake coiled on the ground, its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by nude figures of a man and a woman. This seemed to be the church's emblem.

Teacher Hu rang the doorbell, and a moment later the door opened from the center. A friendly-looking young man in his early twenties greeted her with a broad smile:

"Sister Xueying, you've arrived!...Ah, and this beautiful young lady is…"

"Let me introduce you," Teacher Hu said immediately. "This is my student, Huitong; this is Jianbang, a friend I met at church. He's a university student, but he volunteers at the church in his spare time."

"Is this Miss Huitong? A warm welcome!" Jianbang said with a smile, his sunny smile quite charming.

Teacher Hu then said to Jianbang,

"Huitong is a good girl, but she's a bit too shy. Please take good care of her and talk to her more!"

Huitong's fair face flushed with embarrassment. Jianbang laughed and said,

"Of course, no problem! But let's not just stand at the door in the wind all the time, let's go in quickly!"

Jianbang led the two girls into the hall, a large hall as big as two basketball courts. At the front was a podium, and behind the podium on the wall was a huge church emblem. At a point on the emblem hung a small statue of Jesus Christ nailed to the cross.

On both sides of the hall, there were rows of chairs against the walls. Some chairs were already occupied, while many more people were standing in the middle, chatting.

Among these people were the elderly and children, men and women. From their attire, it was clear that they came from different social classes, but now there was no distinction between them. Everyone chatted and laughed familiarly like brothers and sisters.

Although Huitong was already a believer, she accompanied her mother to a church every Sunday. The other guests there were all wealthy and influential, and aside from exchanging greetings, there was little interaction between them.

(Perhaps I'll actually make some friends here,)

Huitong thought to herself with a hopeful anticipation.

But as soon as the two girls entered, they immediately drew most people's attention. This was understandable; Hu Xueying was already a stunning woman with the looks and figure of a top model, and the schoolgirl who accompanied her, though a little pale, was also undeniably beautiful.

While there were many beautiful women among the other church members, none could compare to this teacher and student pair.

Many people immediately approached to greet Teacher Hu and ask about Huitong, mostly men. Huitong, blushing shyly, was completely unaware of the strange excitement in the men's eyes.

"Xueying, you're the protagonist of the 'ritual' today. How are you feeling?"

"A little nervous, but also very excited, because it's an honor to be chosen!"

"We're also looking forward to it. If it's you, Xueying, it will definitely be an unforgettable ritual!"

Huitong looked puzzled, but because she saw Teacher Hu busy greeting other church members, she didn't have a chance to ask her what the "ritual" was all about.

Finally, after greeting everyone, Teacher Hu turned to Huitong and said,

"The ritual is about to begin. Let's go over there first."

Teacher Hu led Huitong to a corner at the back of the hall, a space specially partitioned with glass, which could be described as a small glass room.

"Teacher, what's this...?"

"The usual practice here is that newcomers are first arranged to watch the ceremony in this glass room at the back, and then they make the final decision on whether they want to join the church."

(I see, that's very thoughtful...) As

soon as Teacher Hu and Huitong sat down in the glass room, the lights in the hall immediately dimmed, hymns filled the air, and everyone in the hall took their seats on the chairs on both sides. Huitong roughly counted and found that there were about sixty people in the hall, with a male-to-female ratio of about two to one.

"The ceremony is about to begin..." Teacher Hu whispered in Huitong's ear.

With the rising and falling hymns, four people dressed as pastors slowly walked out from a side door at the front of the hall and stepped onto the pulpit.

"!..."

When Huitong saw the faces of the four people, she was immediately stunned, not because they looked particularly frightening, but because Huitong couldn't even see their faces—all four of them wore pure white face masks.

Huitong glanced at Teacher Hu beside her, seeing her calm expression, she figured Teacher Hu was already used to it.

Most other people would have surely asked why they were dressed like this. But the quiet and passive Huitong simply watched silently, keeping all her questions to herself.

The ceremony began, led by the chubby pastor wearing a smiley face mask, with the usual church rituals of prayer, scripture reading, and hymn singing.

Next, the chubby pastor announced excitedly:

"As you all know, today is the day of our long-awaited monthly 'ceremony'! Now, let's invite our High Priest to address us and lead the ceremony!"

A tall, imposing pastor with a masked face walked up to the microphone, and the parishioners below immediately applauded enthusiastically.

At that moment, Teacher Hu whispered to Huitong beside him,

"I need to go prepare for the upcoming 'ceremony.' Will you stay here alone for now?"

Huitong nodded.

Teacher Hu stepped out of the glass room and locked the door from the outside. Just before turning to leave, he looked at Huitong's pure and innocent face, and a look of sadness and helplessness crossed his own.

"I believe all of you parishioners know that humanity was originally far more noble than it is now. Our ancestors, Adam and Eve, lived in the Garden of Eden, a paradise a hundred times more beautiful than any place on earth. There, people experienced no worries, pain, anger, or poverty; only happiness, joy, and contentment—an eternal heaven."

The high priest spoke with a deeply emotional voice. The parishioners were completely silent, listening intently to every word he spoke.

"However, because our ancestors were tempted by the devil in the form of a serpent and ate the forbidden fruit, they were expelled from the Garden of Eden by God. Since then, people have had to experience birth, old age, sickness, death, and many other sufferings. This kind of life has continued for thousands of years...

"But God is not merciless. He never intended to punish people forever. It is pitiful that the vast majority of people in the world are still struggling and living a life that seems to be taken for granted, but is actually a self-inflicted inferior life."

"We firmly believe that God's punishment has ended, and the year 2000 is not the end of the world as some people say, but the beginning of a new world. However, humanity must still awaken itself and find its own way back to Eden.

"The Babylonians before Christ, before the end of their punishment, presumptuously attempted to return to heaven through their self-built 'Tower of Babylon,' and were punished by heaven. But now it is different. God's punishment has ended, and our church has awakened to how to create a true 'Tower of Babylon,' so that we can return to Eden and regain the bliss and eternal life we deserve.

"Brothers and sisters, let us, through the following ceremony, prove to God that we have the awareness, will, and qualifications to return to Eden! May God take us back to our ideal heavenly land as soon as possible!"

Deafening applause and cheers immediately erupted from the audience.

3. The Holy Grail, Torture, and Great Liberation

"Let us all drink the holy water from the Holy Grail in our hands!"

As the ceremony continued, three volunteer parishioners (including Jianbang) had already distributed a dull bronze cup to each of the other parishioners present. Now, under the high priest's instruction, everyone drank the liquid in their cups.

Kuang Huitong had not been given a Holy Grail, so she watched the ceremony curiously from the locked glass room, wondering why Teacher Hu hadn't reappeared.

"Alright, now it's time for the 'torture' ceremony." After everyone had drunk the holy water, the high priest solemnly announced, "Please welcome our protagonist tonight: Parishioner Hu Xueying!"

The entire hall fell silent, and the lights that had been shining on the podium were now focused on the side door.

Huitong also stared at the side door. Whether it was the somewhat eerie atmosphere or her intuition, she sensed that something unexpected was about to happen.

The side door slowly opened, and then a figure began to walk very slowly into the hall.

The movement was slow because the figure carried a large wooden cross on her back. The cross was about the same height as the person, but its width was even greater than the person's outstretched arms.

The person was Hu Xueying, the protagonist of the ceremony. As a woman, carrying such a huge cross would naturally be difficult for her.

But none of this was too surprising; what astonished Huitong the most was that Teacher Hu was completely naked!

(How could this be!...)

The beautiful teacher's body, which countless girls in the school longed for, was now completely exposed, especially since her hands were strapped to the left and right ends of the cross, leaving her with absolutely no way to cover her private parts. A pair of nearly 90-centimeter E-cup breasts, white and well-shaped, with slightly protruding rosy nipples on the peaks, made one's mouth dry and one's mouth water, wishing one could swallow them whole; a slender waist, a full bust, and long, beautiful legs formed an outstanding feminine curve, and even the lush pubic hair in the triangle area was fully exposed. Some men in the audience were almost unable to hold back their ejaculation just by seeing this scene!

Being naked and stared at by more than sixty pairs of eyes, especially since most of them were men, it was no surprise that Xueying's face was flushed with shame, but she still bit her lower lip, enduring the deadly humiliation as she moved forward.

(What kind of ceremony is this! How could her teacher be seen so naked by everyone?)

Although it was a short distance, it took Xueying two or three minutes to reach the center of the stage. She stood in front of the wall with church patterns behind her, and with the help of two other pastors, she fixed the cross to the hidden clips on the wall.

Now, Xueying's hands and waist were strapped to a cross against the wall, her entire body in a cross shape, resembling a living sacrifice. The intense spotlights shone on her smooth, alluring body, making even the beads of sweat on her skin clearly visible! The gazes of the many men staring at her below the stage were now solely those of "lewdness" and "lust," devoid of any religious meaning.

Conversely, the naked beauty of the teacher made Huitong unable to look directly at her, but compared to what was about to happen, the current situation was much milder.

"Please, Almighty Lord, accept the sincere atonement of our representative, Sister Hu Xueying."

As soon as the High Priest finished speaking, two pastors wearing masks of anger and sorrow stood on either side of Xueying, then raised a long, thin, soft object.

*Smack!

* "Ouch!..."

The sound of flesh being struck and the female teacher's moan echoed throughout the hall.

The two priests held a long whip, and not just any whip, but one called the "Rose Whip," covered in small spikes. Each lash was enough to leave a bloody welt—a horrific medieval executioner's instrument!

"May God accept the sinner's repentance, the sinner's atonement."

*Crack!

* "Ugh!"

*Crack!

* "Ouch!"

Although she tried to suppress her screams, the pain was unbearable! The once smooth, flawless skin on her thighs was now marred by horrifying, bleeding welts from the repeated lashes, making it impossible for her not to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

(Ah, what is happening? Teacher!...)

The shocking scene almost made the frail Huitong faint on the spot!

*Crack! Crack!

* "Ouch!... Ugh!"

Incredibly, many parishioners were watching the execution with bated breath and animated expressions?

The accuracy of the torture is remarkable. A beautiful woman possesses a unique charm when being tortured: her delicate moans, her fragrant and sweaty body, and how her body twists violently with each lash, her breasts bouncing like jelly. These sensual stimuli provoke the greatest desires in men.

But did they show absolutely no pity for their fellow believers being tortured? Even Jianbang, the college student who had been so friendly just moments before, now watched with eyes blazing with fury, licking his lips like a hungry wolf. Why was that?

*Crack!*

Marco's next lash skipped the strong thigh and struck Xueying's shapely breasts directly! A glaring wound immediately appeared just above the nipple, with drops of blood even appearing like pearls on the wound!

"Aaaaah, God!!..."

The terrifying pain shot through her mind, causing Xueying to arch her back like a shrimp, then violently twisting left and right a few times; if she hadn't already been on the toilet, she might have already lost control of her bladder on the stage!

"I believe that the merciful God will hear the prayers of our faithful people and forgive our sins. To show that we have truly awakened, let us return to our original human form without shame or remorse!"

With that, the high priest forcefully ripped off his robe.

Beneath the long robes lay a completely naked body!

Next, the other masked pastors and the parishioners below, regardless of gender or age, all removed all their restraints!

"…Returning to the original form of our ancestors is not shameful, but rather a supreme glory! Let us together show God the shameless, innocent, pure, and most intimate friendship among us parishioners!"

With that, the men and women below began to embrace and kiss each other intimately!

Xueying, having finished her torture, was also freed, dragging her battered body, and joined this frenzied collective sexual feast!

Not only the men, but even the female parishioners actively embraced the male parishioners, passionately caressing and kissing; and it wasn't just young women, but even those ranging from forty-somethings to eleven or twelve-year-olds were all intoxicated by carnal desire.

Because there were more men than women, some of the more beautiful women naturally received more "favor" from the male parishioners, among whom the most "popular" was Hu Xueying, the protagonist of the torture ritual.

She was now pinned to the ground by four or five men, her entire body, including her breasts, genitals, and bruised thighs, being violated by their hands and mouths.

"Ah...so good...come on, kiss me harder...bite me...oh..."

"Fuck you to death! You little slut!...So bouncy, such fragrant flesh...oh..."

Lustful moans filled the hall. All the church members, who had previously appeared respectable and normal, were now deeply mired in the mire of lust. Besides their "faith," could this transformation also be related to the "holy water" they had just drunk?

Returning to Kuang Huitong, thankfully she was locked in a glass room; otherwise, who knows how many men would have violated her by now!

However, her mental state was far from good. Originally an innocent high school student, and having grown up pampered by a wealthy family, Huitong never dreamed that such things existed in the world, that humans could so utterly abandon their sense of shame.

(No, this kind of thing wouldn't be allowed by God! But why is even Teacher Hu...)

She closed her eyes and covered her ears with her hands, hoping to stop all these unimaginable images and sounds from entering her mind.

At this moment, the lock on the glass room door was opened by someone outside.

"?...Is it the teacher?...I'm so scared, please take me away!"

Hui Tong slowly opened her eyes.

But it wasn't Teacher Hu, but several priests wearing masks, who opened the glass door and walked in swaggeringly.

"Hehe, what do you think, Miss Kuang? Do you also want to join us as soon as possible and become one of us?"

"She's even more fucking beautiful in person than in the photos! And unlike those arrogant blonde girls these days, she looks like a proper young lady!" the burly Marco said excitedly.

"This Bai Cui is one of the top girls' schools in the city, and every year, the top scorer in the open exam is a girl from this school!" the thin Lu Jia said.

“Her skin is so white, look, so white you can even see the blue veins under her arms!” John grabbed her hand. “So smooth and delicate! This must be what they call ‘never lifting a finger’!… But I heard she’s a piano virtuoso, so her fingers are especially long and lovely!”

“Ah…” Hui Tong felt weak all over, collapsing into John’s arms.

4. Farewell to Purity

in a basement beneath the church.

“Alright, it’s time for your initiation ceremony, Miss Kuang Hui Tong,” the high priest said.

“I’m sorry, I… I don’t understand what you’re saying, please…” Hui Tong stood fearfully against the wall, facing the four priests who had previously worn masks.

But now they all wore white hoods with a black cross in the center, holes for the eyes, mouth, and nose.

Their appearance was even more eerie than before, and they no longer had any compassion in their eyes. Instead, each of them glared at her with lust and sadism.

“Just like the fellow believers before, use a ‘ritual’ to prove your resolve to join the church,” the high priest continued.

“I…I don’t understand…”

“I don’t have time to explain!” Marco interrupted her impatiently. “Anyway, now quickly strip naked for us to see!”

“Wh…what?” Hui Tong could hardly believe her ears.

“Strip naked! That means ‘undressing’! Do you understand, Miss Hui Tong!”

Hui Tong’s face paled even more.

“You…want money or something?…I can try calling Father? Although he’s always in meetings and very busy…”

“Are you an idiot!” Marco roared, startling Hui Tong, who shrank back in fear.

“Good students should listen to their elders…” Lu Jia grinned sinisterly, picking up a SM whip from a nearby shelf. “...Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to hurt your pampered skin!”

As a woman, Lu Jia's cruelty was no less than that of her other colleagues.

“Ah...please let me go…”

*Smack!

* “Eek!”

Although the whip struck her thigh, which was covered by her school uniform skirt, for Hui Tong, who had grown up in a greenhouse and had never experienced any hardship, this level of pain was enough to make her submit.

(Waaah...why did I have to encounter such a thing!)

Hui Tong, with tears welling up in her eyes, began to take off her shoes and socks herself.

“Hurry up!” Lu Jia raised the whip again.

“Ah...take it off, take it off…”

She unbuttoned the top button of her skirt.

The school uniform of Bai Cui Girls' School was a two-piece set. The upper body was a pure white shirt with buttons at the back, plus a cute light blue and white checkered short tie. The lower body was a light blue and white checkered pleated short skirt with the same pattern as the school tie, about knee-length.

After the skirt was removed, a pair of snow-white and slender legs were revealed. Although Hui Tong's body was rather thin, she was slightly taller than average, so her legs were quite long and beautiful, attracting everyone's attention.

"So...so embarrassing..." Having always been pampered and sheltered, Hui-tong had never experienced such humiliation. Her whole body trembled, and a blush spread across her paper-white cheeks, as if rouge had been applied.

"Continue!"

Hui-tong untied her school tie, which John immediately snatched, sniffing and kissing it, making Hui-tong feel both ashamed and nauseous.

She continued, opening her arms and unbuttoning the back of her blouse.

The crowd held their breath, enjoying the beautiful young woman's undressing show. Even as she undressed, the wealthy heiress, Kuang Hui-tong, moved with exceptional elegance. Coupled with her face, almost tearful with embarrassment, simply watching was a pleasure.

Finally, even her blouse was off, leaving the beautiful young woman only in her bra and panties.

Her body was indeed quite slender; her collarbones trembled shyly beneath her snow-white skin, but thankfully, her breasts and hips still retained a feminine shape.

"Why did you stop?"

"But...but..." Already bad at speaking, and now filled with shame and fear, she couldn't utter a single "but" for a long time.

"Stop with the 'buts'! If you don't take it off, you'll get whipped again!"

With a crack, Lu Jia lashed the ground with a whip.

"If you don't take it off, the next lash will be on your fair and tender skin!"

"Eek, no!" Hui Tong hurriedly unhooked her bra. Strangely, she was now fantasizing: what if it were her only friend, Mo Xinyi, in this situation?

If it were the brave Xinyi, she wouldn't succumb to the threat of violence so easily! But Hui Tong herself couldn't resist—just seeing that terrifying whip made her legs go weak.

And the church people had already known her weakness, which was why they were so bold as not to restrain her body with anything.

The pink, high-quality silk bra was finally freed.

"Ah, so beautiful!..."

Although Huitong's breasts weren't particularly large in size, their shape was beautifully rounded. Given time and proper development, they would surely become a pair of exquisite breasts.

The skin of her breasts was whiter than the rest of her body, and the two peaks were a pair of very pale pink nipples, full of girlish charm, looking very fresh and tender.

"...And what about the panties?"

"No, I really can't do it..."

"I warned you a long time ago!"

*Smack!*

"Ouch!!... Waaah... I'm sorry!"

Lu Jia had already held back, but a red mark was still left on Huitong's fair, baby-like thigh. The blow made her immediately bend her left leg, which had been hit, and hop around on one leg in pain.

"Waaah..."

Huitong grabbed the elastic band at the top of her pink silk panties with both hands and gently pulled them outwards. Then, trembling, she slowly pulled the panties down at a "slow-motion" speed.

She felt the gazes of four men, eight eyes in total, immediately focusing on her crotch, the most private and precious place a young girl could touch. The extreme shame made her dizzy, and she slowly slumped down. John immediately rushed forward and caught Hui-tong as she fell forward in his arms. "Such a frail young lady!" He

gently stroked Hui-tong's underwear, which she had just taken off, with his other hand. "Freshly removed underwear, still warm! ...The texture is so smooth, so soft, it must be a super expensive item! There's no dirt in the middle, and the smell isn't strong. It seems Miss Kuang is quite particular about cleanliness!" "Oh..." In her dazed state, Hui-tong wasn't quite sure what the doctor was saying. John lifted Hui-tong with both hands and slowly walked towards a bed covered with pure white sheets. That was the "altar," where countless women had become living sacrifices to satisfy the evil desires of the priests. Of course, the so-called "initiation ceremony" was just a lie to cover up their true lustful nature! Holding her warm, soft flesh in his arms, and smelling a very elegant and simple virginal fragrance, John wanted to slow down his pace as much as possible. But he also knew that the other "like-minded" men were already impatient. Sure enough, as soon as he placed Huitong on the bed, the other three immediately rushed forward, not wanting to be left behind, ready to share this top-class rich girl. Marco and the High Priest "divided" her upper body, each of them caressing her breasts with their hands. "Although they are not large breasts, they have the scent of a young girl, much more elastic and pleasant to the touch than those of a mature woman!" "And as expected of a rich young lady, her skin is smooth and slippery, so white that it seems translucent, even the blue veins underneath are visible!" The High Priest's fingers drew circles on her lovely areolas, and he gently pinched her small nipples, feeling the nipples that the girl had never experienced before, like fruit just picked from a tree, both fresh and unripe. The man's kisses, sucks, and nibbles touched her nipples. Her breasts, never before touched by a man, were incredibly sensitive; each kiss and suck sent a jolt through her body! John's hands caressed her thighs, his eyes admiring the girl's genitals above. Beneath the soft hair were tightly closed labia, clearly virgin territory never opened to outsiders. Finally, the female pastor, Luca, stroked her calves and even her toes. Huitong's toes were not only not filthy, but were also incredibly cute! Huitong's body stiffened, her eyes tightly shut. She had never even dreamed that her body would be played with so freely by several strangers. "Lord, save me..." Crying out to the ethereal God was the only thing the weak and utterly powerless Huitong could do. "This is the Lord's test for you. Pass this ritual, and you will be able to join the return of Eden!" With that, the High Priest began to kiss her doll-like face passionately! "Mmm! Oh..." Light kisses on her lips, his tongue teasing her thin, red lips—the sweetest and freshest first kiss of a beautiful young girl, like a clear spring filling the heart with joy. The man's thick lips were like a blood-sucking leech, repeatedly licking her face, lips, nose, and eyelids! Hui Tong's delicate and beautiful face was like the ultimate aphrodisiac; her smooth skin, alluring fragrance, sweet sweat, and her frightened expression like a lamb to the slaughter—all stimulated the man's primal desires! The High Priest extended his tongue, his wet, slick tongue, emitting a foul odor, wildly licking every inch of her beautiful face, his filthy fluids staining her pure and flawless complexion. "Oh, don't lick me..." Hui Tong felt as if she were being licked by a poisonous snake. The horror and nausea made her tears flow uncontrollably. Her tears, sweat, and the other person's saliva made her originally beautiful face sticky and wet, which was very miserable. However, this seemed to arouse a kind of immoral excitement in the high priest, making him lick even more vigorously, as if he wanted to swallow her whole!

Under Marco's skillful teasing, her nipples, which were originally inverted, became noticeably larger and protruded outwards. A sensual sensation that Hui Tong couldn't understand made her breasts and lower body feel both numb and tingling.

This sensual sensation was amplified as John's fingers began to caress her untouched vulva and tease the clitoris above it, making her face even redder, and she unconsciously let out a moan.

"Ah...please, please don't...oh, why...my body is feeling so strange...ah...ah...ah...ah...

you're leaking vaginal fluid!" Marco shouted exaggeratedly. "You look like a little sweetheart, how come you're so lewd?" "Wh

...what?...ah..."

John put his fingers, which were covered in vaginal fluid, into his mouth to taste them.

“Hmm… Miss’s juices taste especially good, and the odor is very mild, unlike those nauseating old whores!… You’re leaking so much, you must masturbate often, right?”

“Masturbation… What’s that?”

“Are you an idiot? Did you skip all your sex education classes at school?!” John exclaimed in surprise. “Let me, the doctor, teach you! Masturbation is using your fingers or other objects to play with your genitals to obtain pleasure, understand?”

Hui Tong’s cheeks flushed. She had once accidentally touched her genitals while reading a romance novel at night and felt pleasure. After that, she knew that touching a certain spot on her genitals with her fingers could give her a kind of pleasure.

However, she didn’t know that this was called “masturbation,” and being introverted and lacking close friends, she had never told anyone about it, otherwise she might have learned about masturbation from others!

“What a hopeless young lady! How could you be so ignorant! You probably don’t even know what sexual intercourse is! Sexual intercourse means using this thing…” Marco then pulled his precious thing out of his pants! “…Insert it into your little hole down there, and it will excite you ten times more than masturbation!”

Hui Tong’s face immediately changed. She knew what “sexual intercourse” meant, but this was the first time she had seen an adult man’s penis, and she couldn’t help but tremble with fear at Marco’s magnificent and huge weapon: she knew how big her hole was when she used sanitary napkins, and how could that small hole possibly contain such a huge thing!

“As Eden instructed,” the high priest said at this moment. “John will perform the virginity-breaking ceremony this time!”

“Hehehe…”

John couldn’t help but laugh as he took off his pants. This was only natural; first of all, obtaining any girl’s virginity was already a man’s highest form of romance. Moreover, the object of his deflowering was Kuang Huitong—the daughter of the president of the Kuang Group, an absolute top beauty, and a saintly maiden embodying innocence, purity, fragility, and pitifulness. To personally destroy this saintly maiden's most precious first time, to inject his semen into that sacred place untouched by any outsider—what could be more joyful in this world?

Conversely, Huitong stared wide-eyed at the man's naked lower body, her entire being consumed by fear.

(God! Great and almighty God! Please save me!…I pray devoutly every day without ceasing, please hear my prayers just once…save Huitong!)

Her upper body was held tightly by the others; her frail body was like a lamb to the slaughter, utterly defenseless.

Seeing the lamb's fearful eyes and futile struggles only fueled the men's lust! John could no longer restrain himself. He lifted his closed legs, spread them apart, aimed his weapon at the opening, and thrust forward!

"Aaaaaah!!! Mommy!!"

A pain as if his body were being torn apart caused Huitong to scream in agony.

"God! Save me!!"

"What are you doing calling for Mommy and God! Just bear with it, it'll feel better soon!

" "But, it really hurts!! Ooh..." Huitong's eyes were tightly shut in pain, her face covered in sweat, and she couldn't stop crying.

She felt an obstruction ahead, but John charged forward again like a warrior overcoming obstacles!

"Aaaaaah!!!...I'm dead!" "

Her hymen is gone, and the entire massive member is fully inside her. His little brother is completely enveloped in a very tight, fleshy hole, and the walls of that hole are constantly contracting and writhing, further stimulating his glans to extreme excitement!

John looks at the point of contact below; the once tightly closed vulva is now pitifully wide open by the massive pillar, a mixture of bright red blood and secretions completely covering the point of contact.

'Is this the fleshy hole of the Kuang family's daughter? It feels so good!'

The man begins thrusting inside Hui Tong, each movement stimulating the pain of her newly deflowered vagina, causing Hui Tong to scream in agony!

'Eek! ...Ooh! It hurts! It hurts! ...Don't move anymore!'" …Oh, oh…”

He thrust violently, watching the woman beneath him bounce with each thrust, her tender body covered in sweat, her head shaking wildly, her hair disheveled. Her face, which had seemed on the verge of fainting from anemia, now throbbed with a frenzied scream, her slender waist twisting more powerfully than any dance.

(Oh…it hurts!…Oh, oh…why? Why did I have to encounter such a terrible thing?)

As John gradually approached his climax, his thrusts became more frequent and intense. Hui Tong felt as if her lower body was being torn apart, then ripped apart again and again. She wondered if she would be fucked to death.

She lost consciousness the moment he ejaculated.

Chapter Two: The Feast Never Ends

1. The Path of a Slave Teacher

Two days ago, when the pastors asked Hu Xueying to recruit Kuang Hui Tong into their church, her first reaction was to immediately refuse.

"Please, just this one thing isn't enough, I can't drag the students into this... Ah!"

Her resistance was met with a heavy slap.

"You damned slut!"

Marco roared violently.

"Do you understand your place?! You are a lifelong slave who has completely dedicated your life to our Church of Eden's Return! A slave's first duty is absolute obedience to their master—how many times have I taught you that?!"

"Look at yourself now!" Xueying

remained silent. Indeed, before the three priests, she was completely naked except for the crimson collar around her neck and the hand and foot shackles. The chain attached to the collar was held in Marco's hand.

She was kneeling between Marco's naked legs, having just oral sex with his penis, and his semen still lingered on her pretty face and in her mouth.

"Slave"

was indeed a fitting description of her current situation.

A myriad of emotions welled up in her heart. Why? Why had she become like this?

Three years ago, Hu Xueying was living a fulfilling life.

A graduate of a prestigious university, she taught at the renowned Bai Cui Girls' School in the city, had caring parents, friendly colleagues, and a boyfriend who loved her deeply…

She thought this happy life would last forever, but…

her parents died in a traffic accident, and her nightmare began. An unfinished mortgage, a large amount of debt, a younger sister still in university... the pressure of life has never been so heavy.

While she was feeling lost, a pastor claiming to be from the "Eden Return Church" approached her, saying they could help her.

It was a turning point in her life; if only she had refused… But given Xueying's financial situation at the time, how could she possibly refuse their "kindness"?

As long as she helped out at the church after school, the Eden Return Church would pay her a generous salary and provide low-interest loans to help her through her difficulties.

At first, she only needed to help with ordinary clerical work, tidying up, and entertaining church members. Naturally, she joined the church and became a member. But then, the day of that fateful "ritual" finally arrived.

She drank the holy water from the "chalice" in her hand, and then, to her horror, saw the church members, at the "high priest's" urging, undressing one by one, exposing themselves to each other!

With her outstanding beauty and stunning figure, Xueying quickly became the target of the hungry church members. Fortunately, she was immediately rescued by the pastors and taken to a basement beneath the church.

However, this was merely a case of turning the tiger away at the front door and letting the wolf in through the back. The priests began to reveal their true, monstrous nature, violently tearing off her clothes.

"Fellow believer Xueying, to return to Eden, you must also offer yourself!"

"Yes, such a beautiful body, it would be a waste not to dedicate it to our church!"

Completely twisted logic. Xueying initially wanted to resist desperately, but for some reason, when their hands touched her naked body, her resistance quickly diminished.

A rapid heat surged within her body, her heart pounding excitedly like a bell. Their caresses and kisses were not repulsive at all; on the contrary, they made her feel incredibly good.

Later, she learned that it was the effect of "holy water." At that time, in a semi-cooperative state, she was gang-raped by the priests all night.

When she woke up the next morning, fully conscious, her first demand was to leave the church.

“That won’t do, Sister Xueying. First of all, according to the contract, if you resign before the contract expires, not only will we have to repay the loan we gave you immediately, but we will also have to pay an additional termination fee!”

“Besides, weren’t you having a great time with us last night? We’ve filmed the whole ‘battle’ last night. If we send the videotape to your relatives, boyfriend, and school principal, wouldn’t you mind?”

She finally realized that she had fallen into their despicable conspiracy set up long ago.

From then on, she had no choice but to stay in the church. In addition to handling documents and tidying up, her “job” added another item: becoming the pastors’ “sexual desire processor.”

“Do you know that among all the female church members in our history, your beauty is second to none? Moreover, your intellectual beauty and noble character as a teacher make you even more unique!”

Indeed, no matter how much she was violated and sexually assaulted, she did not lose her noble character; even in the midst of an exciting orgasm, her face still retained the reproach and bitterness of reason.

This further captivated the priests, and their simple sexual intercourse gradually escalated into various forms of sexual sadism. It was then that she realized they were demons disguised as clergy, perverse and cruel monsters.

Initially, she deeply resisted the priests' perverse sexual slavery. As a highly educated woman, and now a teacher herself, Xueying could never willingly submit to their harsh discipline.

It wasn't until an incident more than half a year ago that her thinking underwent a significant change.

On that day, the High Priest personally received her alone.

“Fellow believer Hu Xueying, why is your service to my church as a sex slave still progressing so poorly?”

“I can’t help it… I really can’t do such perverse things…”

“Alright, since that’s the case, I’ll show you the true nature of the ‘Garden of Eden,’ and you’ll surely change!”

“Eden… Garden?”

“Yes, because you are the chosen one of the Almighty Lord, and He has agreed to let you experience the true nature of Eden. Come with me!”

Xueying naturally wouldn’t refuse, and she was also full of curiosity about what the other party was saying. Could it be that the Garden of Eden in the Bible really existed, and that she could really be there?

“This is…”

“It’s the ‘Holy Land,’ the closest point in this world to the Garden of Eden. That’s why we built the ‘Tower of Babylon’ here.”

The two entered through a door once adorned with the symbol of the tower.

“This is… the Tower of Babylon?”

“That’s right, are you surprised?” The High Priest said with a mysterious smile. "Times have changed, and the so-called 'Tower' doesn't have a fixed form. Don't doubt it; what you see is indeed one form of the 'Tower.'"

"..."

"We've finally arrived! Fellow believer Hu Xueying, welcome to Eden!"

"!!..."

Since the day she saw "Eden" with her own eyes, Xueying has undergone a significant change.

Most of her inner obstacles have disappeared. Not only are the various forms of discipline progressing smoothly, but she's also unexpectedly deriving pleasure from these perverse sexual acts.

On the other hand, she gradually realizes that she can no longer turn back. They have more and more leverage over her; her sister gradually notices something is wrong and begins to distance herself from her; her boyfriend leaves her after seeing the marks of sexual abuse on her body, making her even more self-destructive.

“Fellow believer Hu, having seen Eden, you have naturally become a slave of my church. This is the only path for the rest of your life… All of this was foreseen by the Almighty Sovereign.”

(Yes, I should be indifferent to everything now. Resistance would only add to my pain and wounds.)

(If I obey, perhaps I can see “Eden” again…)

(Therefore, my identity is that of a “slave,” and they are my masters, my controllers.)

(The first duty of a slave is to obey his master…)

Hu Xueying opened her mouth, which was soaked with milky white semen, ignoring the semen overflowing from the corners of her mouth and dripping onto her sexy bare breasts, and said submissively:

“Okay, I will be responsible for bringing Kuang Huitong before the next ceremony, Master.”

So Hu Xueying really did, under the guise of a teacher, use the excuse of helping the introverted Kuang Huitong make friends, and “tricked” her into coming to the church.

The scene returned to the hall where the “ceremony” was taking place.

Even after being whipped and her skin torn during the "ritual," Xueying still felt a jolt of electric pleasure, starting from the center of the whip and spreading like wildfire, quickly engulfing her entire body in a numbing and painful fire of lust. Was

this also the effect of the "holy water"? Or was this simply her true nature?

What exactly was the composition of that holy water that could cause such highly educated men and women to lose their senses and fall into the vortex of lust at a brothel?

She had asked the priests, but the only answer was:

"This is the water of the Holy Spring in the Garden of Eden, which can restore people to the state of Adam and Eve."

What an illusory answer...

But perhaps the truth didn't matter. The parishioners here were all willingly manipulated by the holy water, like an addictive anesthetic, for a night of liberation and pleasure.

Just like Jianbang before her, who had completely abandoned worldly shackles, thrusting wildly into Xueying's vagina like a primal beast.

“Oh… Sister Xueying… Your vagina feels so good…”

“Ah… Jianbang, thrust harder… Yes! So strong!… Oh!…”

It wasn’t just Jianbang; Xueying’s model-like, beautiful body also attracted the desires of several other male church members.

One man’s mouth sucked on her alluring lips like a suction cup, kissing her for several minutes without letting go. The two kissed while their tongues intertwined, until Xueying’s tongue felt numb.

Another man cupped her full breasts in his hands, kneading them vigorously like dough, while his mouth sucked on the tip of her other breast like a baby.

There were also two other men who, although they couldn’t “share” her vital parts for the time being, preferred to enjoy less important parts such as her lower abdomen or even her armpits rather than give up and go to other female church members.

"Ah...that's great, Sister Xueying, I'm coming!...Ahhh!"

As soon as Jianbang withdrew, another man took his place. Although some men ejaculated as soon as they penetrated, or even before penetration, it didn't matter. Quantity made up for any lack of quality! She had lost

count of how many penises had entered her, but Xueying continued her frenzied pace without showing any signs of fatigue.

She even took the initiative, riding on top of him, actively moving her body up and down, "devouring" another member's penis.

Under the light, her sweat-drenched naked body looked even more pleasing to the eye.

Especially her proud, mature breasts, which bounced rhythmically with her movements, her breasts surging and sweat splashing everywhere. Just seeing this scene made some men unable to hold back their premature ejaculation.

Xueying's expression was completely dominated by pleasure, showing no signs of fatigue or numbness.

2. Meanwhile, in the basement beneath the church, a dark and wicked rape

was still raging.

John had the privilege of deflowering Hui Tong, his brutal penis forcefully taking her virginity. The frail Hui Tong, after a round of brutal assault by the mountain-sized John, had lost consciousness.

However, Hui Tong's suffering would not end with her unconsciousness.

The men continued to use their hands and mouths to pleasure her motionless, helpless body.

Hui Tong, unconscious from the impact of the deflowering, still wore a pained expression on her face. Her translucent white body was covered in sweat, and her lower body, forcibly opened, remained open, with semen, bodily fluids, and foam, stained pink with blood, still slowly seeping out.

"So beautiful… fucking beautiful!" Finally, it was Marco's turn. He revealed an even more magnificent penis than John, preparing to begin the second round of gang rape.

"...Oh?...Aaaaaah!!"

The wound on her lower body, which had not yet healed, tore open again, waking Huitong in pain and causing her to scream once more.

"The flesh hole is so tight and feels so good! It's still sucking on my little brother, so satisfying!"

"Help...let, let me go! It's going to tear!"

The penis, even larger than before, caused Huitong even more excruciating pain!

Of course, after Marco finished, the High Priest took over without any mercy. Huitong's appearance was so weak and seemingly vulnerable that one wondered if she could withstand this inhuman gang rape .

But even she herself could not have imagined that as the pain gradually numbed and subsided over time, a completely different kind of sensual sensation would gradually emerge in its place.

"Ee...Oh...No...It's so hot down there...My body feels so strange...Aaaaah!..."

Each thrust of the penis sent a tingling sensation through her uterus, an indescribable pleasure surging through every well-developed cell.

John placed his penis between Hui Tong's tender breasts, using both hands to squeeze her developing breasts together, holding his penis between them.

"Let the doctor teach you, this is 'breast sex,' understand?"

Only then did Hui Tong realize that John's true identity was a doctor.

"Oh...so embarrassing, ahhh..."

Although her developing breasts weren't very large, with the squeezing of his hands, they still managed to form a valley-like passage, allowing John's ugly penis train to pass through continuously.

The sensation of his penis being squeezed between her dazzlingly white breasts excited the priest, who was piston-like in his cleavage, immensely. Hui Tong felt the hard penis between her breasts gradually swelling and growing larger.

The two men vented their desires on her body. Finally, just before ejaculating, the high priest withdrew his penis, shooting his semen onto her lower abdomen, causing a pool of milky white semen to form in the hollow of her navel. John also ejaculated onto her nipples.

"Hehe, I'll play too!"

Although Lu Jia was a woman, she was an absolute female dominator. She opened her priest's robe, revealing a completely naked upper body and a pair of leather trousers on her lower body. A huge artificial phallus, like a cannon barrel, was embedded in the front of the trousers!

"...!...Ah!...So big, it's bursting!! Ahhhh!..."

The enormous sex toy, even larger than the real penis she had previously possessed, was forcefully inserted into her newly deflowered vagina. The pain and masochistic sensation caused Hui Tong to let out an even louder cry than before.

Although the artificial phallus couldn't transmit sensation to Lu Jia, seeing the pitiful posture of the girl beneath her, that fragile, pitiful beauty being penetrated until her eyes rolled back, as if she were dying, was still enough to greatly excite Lu Jia's abnormally sadistic desires.

"Oh..." After the artificial sex toy had thrust in and out two hundred times, Hui Tong was also moaning weakly, seemingly close to unconsciousness again.

"It's still early! This time I won't let you faint so easily again!"

John pulled hard, tearing off several fine, silky pubic hairs from Hui Tong's lower body, causing her to scream in pain again.

Seemingly unsatisfied and tireless, John turned Hui Tong over, making her kneel and lean forward, her snow-white buttocks raised high.

"Hehe, you've started gaining fat, but you're not quite a real woman's yet. I wonder what your little hole is like?"

John parted Hui Tong's smooth buttocks with both hands, revealing a small, tightly closed opening at the slightly brownish midpoint.

The light brown color, though from an excretory organ, didn't feel dirty; instead, it gave the impression that this rich girl with snow-white, translucent skin possessed an equally pure anus.

"So cute!..."

John, always interested in anal openings, gently traced circles on the small bud covered by layers of folds with his index finger.

"Oh..." Hui Tong groaned weakly, on the verge of unconsciousness, but her sensitive anus instinctively contracted further under the stimulation of the external object, making John even more amused by her reaction.

"Hehe!"

John smeared lubricant on his index finger and placed it on the center of her anus, then pressed inward forcefully!

"Oh...no..." Although the size of his index finger was limited, and it entered smoothly with the help of lubricant, the invasion of her sensitive excretory organ still caused Hui Tong to instinctively cry out in resistance.

"No! It's so filthy!"

The word "anal sex" was absolutely not in Hui Tong's dictionary. She felt a mixture of fear, nausea, and disbelief at the other person's actions.

Two knuckles of his finger were already inside. John felt his finger being tightly gripped by the warm, fleshy walls around it, and a subtle spasm emanated from those walls—a truly wonderful sensation.

John abruptly pulled his index finger out and then actually put it to his nose to sniff!

"So, even a rich girl's asshole smells bad! Hehe!"

"This...this kind of thing..."

"Hehe, not just the front hole, the virginity of this back hole belongs to me too!"

Then, taking advantage of the moment Xiao Wei's anus was still slightly open, his grown penis began to penetrate!

"Oh? Ahhhhhh!!!"

Hui Tong, raised in a sheltered environment, never dreamed that someone would use even their anus as a sexual organ!

(Lord! They're insane!...Save me!...)

John's penis was much larger than average. Hui Tong's poor little hole was stretched open to the size of an arm, completely engorged and blood red.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Pull it out!!..."

"Only a fool would pull it out!" John ignored her pleas and continued thrusting.

"Aaaaah!!...I'm dying!..."

A tearing pain shot through her anus, causing Hui Tong's eyes to widen, her screams deafening, her upper body arching upwards like a suffocating fish struggling.

"So good! It's squeezing my little brother until he's numb! And my rectum is wriggling like it wants to defecate, it's so much fun!"

John felt an intense excitement inside the virgin's anus.

"Hehe, with this kind of thrusting, you'll be in so much pain you won't be able to defecate for three days!" John said, his words terrifying, while Lu Jia, who had just rested, once again caressed Hui Tong's alluring body.

Marco, his eyes pounding with desire, cried out, "Damn it, I can't wait any longer!"

"No problem, let's do it together!"

John shifted slightly, positioning himself as a straddle on Hui Tong's hips. The change in angle caused Hui Tong to moan in pain.

"Here I come!"

Marco moved behind Hui Tong and penetrated her vagina from behind!

"Aaaaaah!!!!...Mommy!!..."

Just hours before, she had been a pure and innocent virgin, but now two men were simultaneously violating both her orifices from the front and back. The horror and cruelty were indescribable.

"So beautiful...so beautiful..."

The high priest, who had been quietly observing, exclaimed.

"It's like three hungry wolves tearing apart a lamb, the ultimate in sadomasochistic aesthetics..."

Rather than joining in the sadomasochistic act himself, the high priest seemed to prefer watching from the sidelines. His gaze was no different from that of someone admiring a masterpiece painting.

Six large hands kneaded and caressed various parts of the girl's delicate body.

Two hard rods were inserted into the anus, one in front and one in the back.

The wound in the vaginal opening had stopped bleeding, but the rod that John was thrusting into the anus was covered in blood.

"Ah, wow! That's so good! I haven't played with such a great anus in a long time!"

"Hehe, even though my rod is inserted into the vaginal opening, I can still feel your little brother going in and out on the other side of the membrane!"

"Oh, so the front and back openings are just separated by a membrane?"

"Yes! So this sandwich-like way of playing is really fun!"

"Ugh... gurgle gurgle..." Hui Tong's screams gradually turned into beast-like howls, because the pain had subsided while the sensory sensations had intensified.

Even the excretory organs were being violated, and yet it produced pleasure?

(God, I don't understand... why? Why is this happening?)

Under such cruel and harsh violation, most people would only resist to the end and experience only pain from beginning to end. However, Hui Tong, who was naturally compliant and lacked any sense of resistance, quickly became "content with her lot," and thus became more aware of her sexual sensuality than others.

"Oh! I'm going to cum!"

"Hehe, me too!"

The two men ejaculated simultaneously in both her front and back orifices.

"Oh..." Feeling the flow of semen from both ends simultaneously, Hui Tong began to lose her senses.

However, the three of them then changed positions. This time, Lu Jia inserted a dildo into her front, while Marco inserted it into her mouth.

"Open your mouth! Take it!"

The pain of losing her virginity and the impact of gang rape had turned Hui Tong into a mindless puppet, only able to completely obey others' orders.

"Gurgle..."

Vagina, anus, cleavage, mouth... the entire body of the rich girl had now become a playground for the men's lust.

Marco grabbed her head, pulling her forward and pushing her back, while simultaneously using his waist strength to work his penis violently in her mouth.

Each thrust of the penis reached her throat, causing her to gag violently. A mixture of stomach acid, saliva, and semen spilled from the corners of her mouth. The cross necklace around her neck swayed up and down with her movements.
(Oh God, my body is defiled... There's nothing I can do... I have no power to resist or escape... I... I can't.) Since she couldn't

resist, Huitong simply gave up all thoughts of resistance and let them do as they pleased. Perhaps not resisting would lessen the pain...

3. The night was deep, and

the horrific gang rape and sexual abuse finally came to an end.

Her once fair and flawless body was now covered with marks from being touched or sucked. Her genitals were splattered with the man's semen.

Even Huitong herself wondered if she, who was always weak and sickly, would be tortured to death. However, the more time passed, the less pain she experienced, and a different kind of pleasure, one she also felt during masturbation, began to occur with several times greater intensity.

"I thought you'd be fucked to death," the High Priest sneered. "But the more we fuck you, the more responsive you become! You seem to be a born slut!"

"H-how could this be…"

Hui Tong shook her head violently.

(Impossible! How could I be that kind of person! It's just… just because I'm a weak woman, powerless to resist, that I let you treat me like this…)

Hui Tong thought, trying to dispel the absurdity of their words.

"Why are you doing this to me…?"

"This is all the will of the Lord of Eden, and as His faithful followers, we must fulfill His will."

"I don't understand… what Eden… what Lord… what does it have to do with me?"

"You will know one day, and that day is not far off."

Suddenly, several flashes of light appeared before her eyes. The High Priest had unexpectedly pulled out a camera and was taking pictures of her!

"No! What are you doing?..."

"It's just as a guarantee... Because worldly people still don't understand the true ideals of our religion, our religion must maintain secrecy for now. So, we need to use a method to make you afraid to mention tonight's events to outsiders!"

"I won't! And I don't even know what you look like..."

"You'd better not, otherwise..." The High Priest revealed a cruel smile. "Otherwise, a bunch of Miss Kuang's nude photos and photos of the threesome will appear in all the major publications and newspapers in the city!"

"Ah, I... I swear I won't! I will never tell anyone about your affairs!"

Hui Tong promised in a panic. If her nude photos were made public, she simply couldn't live!

It was already past nine o'clock at night when Hui Tong was released.

It turned out that the horrific sexual assault had lasted for more than three hours.

The night was deep, and Hui Tong walked aimlessly alone.

Although Reverend John, whose main job is a doctor, had given her some treatment, her lower body and anus still ached faintly, making her, who was already walking slowly, even slower than usual.

What should she do now? Call the police, or tell her parents everything immediately?

Hui-tong bit her lower lip, making her already pale lips even paler.

(No... I can't say it...)

If shyness and introversion had levels, she would definitely be at the highest level, the kind of person who kept everything to herself. She rarely even confided in her parents.

Besides shyness, perhaps the estrangement from her parents was also a reason. As

the eldest son of the president of the Kuang Group, which owned several large enterprises, Hui-tong's father, Kuang Dong-yuan, was just over forty years old but had already taken the top position in the daily operations of the group. Except for the most important decisions, which still required the president's approval, he made all the decisions on more than 90% of the matters. As for Hui-tong's mother, she was one of Kuang Dong-yuan's most capable right-hand women.

The price of high positions is busyness; the couple's "7-11" lifestyle (working from 7 am to 11 pm) has become the norm.

Even holidays are often used to "entertain" business partners.

In the past year, Hui-tong has spent less than five hours a week with them on average. It's gotten to the point where she's starting to feel somewhat estranged from her parents.

She decided to just pretend she had a nightmare, and everything would be back to normal after a good night's sleep.

However, she had a vague feeling that the Hui-tong she knew before this afternoon was gone forever.

"Xiao-tong?..."

Turning a corner, Hui-tong almost bumped into someone coming from the opposite direction.

"...Xin-yi...classmate?" The person was Hui-tong's classmate and only friend, Mo Xin-yi.

Dressed in a neat casual outfit and jeans, her shoulder-length hair tied back into a small, curved ponytail, Xin-yi, already lively and spirited, looked even more delicate.

"I rarely see you shopping this late!"

"..."

"Well, I just came back from visiting the police station. You know my dad? He's an inspector, right? He's been incredibly busy lately, working overtime almost every night, leaving his lovely daughter at home. Don't you think he should scold her!"

(How nice, Xin Yi is always so cheerful and talkative, even the atmosphere around her seems to suddenly become bright and relaxed...)

"Hey, how are you? You don't look well, are you feeling unwell?"

(Maybe I should tell her everything!... But...)

"I'm sorry, Xin Yi, I'm in a hurry to get home..."

Before she finished speaking, Hui Tong fled as if she were running away.

"What happened? Xiao Tong?... Ah, I've never seen her walk so fast..."

Xin Yi's suspicious voice faintly came from behind.

Chapter 3: The Narrow Space Between Discipline and Submission

1. The Nightmare Returns

This morning, as soon as the first class ended, Mo Xin Yi noticed that Kuang Hui Tong seemed a little off.

The other classmates didn't notice anything amiss, as Huitong appeared as quiet and reserved as ever, a delicate, sickly beauty.

But Xinyi, who usually confided in Huitong the most (though Xinyi was the one who initiated the conversation), knew that Huitong's quiet nature didn't mean she was daydreaming. On the contrary, she always listened attentively to others and had never seen Huitong look so lost and bewildered when the teacher asked her a question. Xinyi was also

very observant; while Huitong's complexion was usually quite pale, it wasn't as "worn out" as it was today, and her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying.

Remembering seeing her on the street last night, Xinyi was even more certain that something unusual had happened to her.

Xinyi patted Huitong's back as she sat in front of her. Huitong turned to look at her.

"Gao Mei, you're blocking my view of the blackboard!"

"Oh, I'm...sorry..."

Xin Yi smiled sweetly:

"Silly girl, I was just joking! Xiao Tong, what's wrong?

You look so listless!" "...Ah,...no, nothing, don't worry about me." Hui Tong shook her head weakly, her face paler than usual, making one wonder if a gust of wind could blow her to the ground.

"But..."

"Really, don't worry about me...I'm just too tired from doing my homework, please let me have some peace and quiet..."

Hui Tong clearly adopted a distant attitude. If it were anyone else, they might have turned and left immediately, but as the class president and Hui Tong's friend, Xin Yi felt it was her responsibility to understand and help her.

"Hui Tong, everyone has worries, and keeping worries bottled up inside isn't good for your health or beauty!" Xin Yi winked playfully. "Talking about your worries will make you feel much more relaxed!"

"But...it's still not good, I...I still..."

She still didn't want to talk about it. She didn't want to reveal the wounds she suffered last night to anyone.

"What 'still'?! If you consider me a friend, then stop with the 'still'! Friends are meant to confide in each other, support each other; your problems are my problems!"

Friend… a common and frequently used word, but for the always introverted and passive Huitong, it was a very unfamiliar word, something she had always lacked.

But now, hearing Xinyi's words, a warm feeling rose in her heart.

"During the break after the third period, let's go to a quieter place together, and then you can tell me what happened!"

During the break, Xinyi pulled Huitong along to a quieter corner of the campus. When the two top beauties of the school walked side-by-side across the playground, they immediately attracted a lot of attention, including from older students.

Older student A: "Look! It's the student council vice president! That Mo Xinyi!"

Older student B: "What are you exclaiming about? Who in the school doesn't know her?"

Senior Student A: "But no matter how many times I see her, she's always so captivating! Look how cute she is! And her figure is so enviable!"

Senior Student B: "Are you gay? But speaking of which, I admire her too, because she's really capable and versatile, and she's brave enough to fight for student benefits from the school... but sometimes she seems a bit too sharp..."

Senior Student A: "No, she's always been very popular, so I don't think anyone would dislike her! ... On the contrary, the student next to her, although her face is unfamiliar, is also very beautiful. Do you know her?"

Senior Student B: "I don't know her either. She is indeed a rare beauty, but she seems a bit cold and unapproachable!"

Senior Student A: "She and Mo Xinyi are two completely different feelings, one cold and one warm, very mysterious! ... No, I can't have any doubts, Mo Xinyi is my only idol!"

Senior Student B: “You’re at it again! I’m afraid you never knew you’d finally fall in love with her…”

Kuang Huitong finally told Xinyi about what happened last night.

Although she only briefly mentioned being gang-raped, as a girl of the same age, Xinyi could absolutely imagine how cruel and terrifying it must have been. She couldn’t help but feel sympathetic, her eyes reddening, and she tried her best to comfort Huitong.

After Huitong finished speaking, Xinyi immediately asked,

“Aren’t you really going to report it to the police?”

“This… but they took nude photos of me…”

“Would a magazine publish those kinds of photos so easily? Besides, we can’t just let those bastards get away with it; otherwise, there will only be more and more victims.”

“…”

“You’ve been bullied like this, can you really just swallow your anger? Don’t you hate them at all?”

“…No… I hate them to death!”

Remembering the terrible treatment she received last night, especially losing what is most precious to a woman, Huitong naturally harbored resentment towards them.

“So we must make sure they get the punishment they deserve, and teach them a lesson they won’t think they can treat any girl like a plaything! I’ll go to the police station with you after class, okay, let’s go to the one where my dad works!”

Hui-tong knew that Xin-yi’s father was an inspector, and she suspected that Xin-yi’s courage and sense of justice might be inherited from her father.

As a student leader, Xin-yi was always very charismatic, and the person she was trying to persuade was indecisive, so in the end, Hui-tong was successfully persuaded. After school, accompanied by Xin-yi, she went to the police station to report the case and give her statement. Although she didn’t know the other party’s true identity and background, her statement was still very helpful to the case.

After giving her statement, Xin-yi accompanied Hui-tong to the hospital for a check-up before they parted ways.

“Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you must tell me immediately, because it’s an obligation that a good friend can’t shirk, understand?”

These were Xin-yi’s last words when they parted.

(My best friend… Yes, Xinyi is my only best friend, so I have to be strong. I want to take Xinyi as my role model. Even if I can't learn ten times as much as she does, even half of it will be good…)

Huitong made a silent decision in her heart.

The police were dispatched to the location of the church that Huitong had mentioned.

Mo Xinyi's father, Senior Inspector Mo Zhengxiong, was renowned in the police force for his investigations of indecent assault cases, even earning the nickname "Sex Demon Killer." Therefore, he was leading this operation.

However, when the police broke down the door, the place was deserted. Only a note was found on the altar:

"God will protect His believers, and the pursuit of the Antichrist will ultimately be in vain."

Not only the people in the church, but even the teacher Hu Xueying from the school had suddenly vanished without a trace.

Could they have predicted the police's actions in advance? Or…

Mo Zhengxiong was also secretly surprised by the unfathomable nature of his opponents.

The next three days passed peacefully, and Huitong's emotional wounds began to heal.

That evening, Huitong returned home after her piano lesson, it was already past seven. After eating dinner alone, she went to her room. Her parents were going to be home late again for work, leaving her alone in the large mansion. Soon, the phone in her room rang.

"Hello, this is the Kuang residence. Who is this?"

"Miss Kuang Huitong, it's me."

"You are...?"

"Ah, how could you forget me after only three days? I'm the 'High Priest'!"

"!!..." Huitong felt her heart stop for a moment.

"You haven't forgotten our agreement either, have you? You actually went to the police station. Don't you care about the consequences of those lewd photos you took last time?"

Huitong was surprised that they knew she had called the police. She felt like she was being watched from somewhere, and even in this mansion, she didn't feel safe.

"This..." Huitong felt her heart pounding wildly. She quickly covered her chest with her hand, took a deep breath, and kept telling herself to stay calm and strong. "Don't even think about threatening me with something like this! Who would publish such a photo! If you bad people think I'll give in, you're sorely mistaken!"

"Ah... You've changed so much in just three days. Why are you suddenly so defiant? Just three days ago, you were completely at our mercy, even having a great time with us. ... Did someone teach you to say that?"

Hui Tong was secretly surprised by the High Priest's sharp mind.

"But what if we distribute the photos at school? Then you won't be able to stay at school anymore! ...Besides, while ordinary magazines might not be interested in publishing nude photos, what if we labeled them as nude photos of the daughter of the president of the Kuang Group, who is well-known in the city, while she was selling herself? Who wouldn't publish something with such news value? Hehe, your friend didn't tell you about this, did he?" "

!!..."

(Xinyi, really? Did you really consider this possible outcome before you advised me to call the police?)

Hearing the young lady on the other end of the line panting in panic and unable to say anything, the High Priest knew he had the upper hand.

"If you still want to make amends, don't notify anyone. Right now, come alone to the convenience store on the corner. There will be a black sedan waiting for you there. If you don't come within fifteen minutes, the photos will start being sent to various magazines, understand!"

Katcha!

"Hello? Wait a minute! ...Hello?"

The other party had already hung up the phone.

"W-what should I do?..."

Hui Tong was completely panicked and at a loss, her voice trembling with fear. Going would be like walking into a trap; not going might mean what the other person said would really happen...

(Remember, tell me immediately no matter what happens in the future...)

She thought of Xin Yi; she was the only one she could turn to for help. She quickly dialed the other person's mobile phone number.

"...Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later."

(Ah, what is Xin Yi doing? Why did she turn off her phone at a time like this?)

Hui Tong dialed again, but the result was the same.

She glanced at the clock; five minutes had passed. If she didn't leave now, she wouldn't make it to the place the High Priest had designated within the allotted time.

"I'll just have to take it one step at a time..."

Hui Tong put on her shoes and left home alone.

2. A Full Moon Embracing a Beauty

While Kuang Hui Tong received the High Priest's call at home, Mo Xin Yi was enjoying a stage play written and directed by her boyfriend

, Mai Zhi Hong. Was he really her boyfriend? Xin Yi wasn't sure. She and Mai Zhi Hong had only known each other for about two months. It was when Mai Zhi Hong's amateur theater troupe was invited by the student council of Bai Cui Girls' High School to perform, and Xin Yi, who was in charge of planning the event, met Zhi Hong.

Xin Yi, who had always had a certain interest in theater, had actually heard of Mai Zhi Hong, who was more than three years older than her, before. He had won numerous inter-school competitions during his high school years, and the quality of his plays was already surpassed by university theater troupes. He was considered by the art world to be a rising star in the city's theater scene.

After getting to know each other, they found themselves attracted to one another: Zhihong's handsome, artistic appearance, friendly and gentle personality, as well as his talent, enthusiasm, and complete dedication to drama, deeply captivated Xinyi; while Xinyi's charming appearance, intelligent eyes, lively personality, and multifaceted talents also won Zhihong's heart.

However, because both of them were very busy, they rarely had the opportunity to meet, and their relationship progressed slowly. Thinking of this, Xinyi couldn't help but sigh softly.

To respect the performance of the play, Xinyi kept her mobile phone off while watching the show.

Only after the play ended and she left the venue did Xinyi turn her phone back on.

"Huh? Quite a few calls again, from my brother, Xiaoxia, Awen... oh, and Huitong!"

Huitong's call was the one that caught Xinyi's attention the most, because Huitong rarely called her first, only twice after that incident had she called to chat.

“Let’s call Huitong first…”

Xinyi felt very sorry for Huitong’s terrible experience three days ago and wanted to do everything she could to help her heal her emotional wounds as soon as possible, so she decided to answer her calls first.

“Ring ring…ring ring…ring ring…”

(No one answered, is she asleep?)

“Ring ring…ring ring…”

(Oh well, we’ll see each other at school tomorrow anyway.)

It seemed like a very ordinary decision, but Xinyi didn’t know that the decision she was making would lead to her lifelong regret.

After she answered all the other calls, Mai Zhihong finished cleaning up after the performance and walked out of the theater.

“Hey, Xinyi, have you been waiting long?”

“No, I just answered the call from earlier.”

“It’s past nine o’clock, do you want to go home? Or…”

Zhihong asked gently. Although he really wanted to spend more time with Xinyi, he also respected her wishes.

"No, it's rare to have free time tonight. There are no student council meetings, class meetings, track and field club activities, or judo club activities

. I'm so bored I'm not used to it, so I've decided you'll keep me company tonight... You don't want a beautiful young girl like me alone in my room, do you?" Xinyi winked playfully, her adorable expression captivating Zhihong .

"I'd love to! Let's grab something to eat first, then take a walk before going home, okay?"

"Great idea, let's do that!"

Tonight is the fifteenth of the lunar calendar, and a bright, round moon hangs in the sky.

A strikingly beautiful young couple strolls hand in hand along a seaside promenade.

They don't see each other often, so they have so much to talk about. Especially Xinyi, who can talk about anything.

Along the promenade, besides them, there are many other couples embracing and kissing.

The two find a quieter corner, lean against the railing, and admire the view of this famous international harbor under the bright moonlight.

A gentle sea breeze caressed him, soothing his soul; a faint, sweet scent of a young girl wafted into Mai Zhihong's nostrils, making him feel slightly intoxicated.

"...Huh? Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"

"...Xinyi...I like you."

(!...) In the two months they'd known each other, this was the first time Xinyi had heard the words "I like you" uttered by him.

"...I like you too, Zhihong." Xinyi had always been proactive and direct, so honestly expressing her feelings wasn't difficult for her.

"That's wonderful!"

Zhihong laughed like a child, his smile both adorable and warm to Xinyi.

It truly was wonderful. Both were young people experiencing their first crush, and their crushes reciprocated their feelings—what could be better?

Zhihong boldly wrapped his arms around Xinyi's slender waist.

Their faces were less than half a foot apart as they gazed at each other, both feeling a genuine love in each other's eyes.

As if sensing something was about to happen, Xin Yi slowly closed her eyes.

Then, she felt something hot gently press against her lips.

Was this a kiss? If anyone asked her later, she would tell them: the taste of a first kiss is sweet, fiery, and intoxicating, making you forget everything like you're drunk.

(Zhihong!...I love you!...)

Giving her first kiss to the person she loved, Xin Yi was deeply intoxicated by this blissful feeling.

3. Revealing Discipline

On the other hand, Kuang Huitong was falling into an abyss of misfortune.

As soon as she got into the car, the all-black RV drove off immediately. The High Priest was driving in the front, while in the back seat, Huitong was flanked by John and Luca.

"Hehe, I've missed you terribly in three days, Miss Kuang!" John stared at Hui Tong up and down with a venomous gaze, making her skin crawl.

"But Miss Kuang seems quite disobedient, daring to go back on her word and report you to the police!" Lu Jia said with a fierce glint in her eyes. "I must teach you to be a good girl!"

"I'm reporting you because I'm a good girl!" Remembering Xin Yi's words, Hui Tong tried to suppress her panic and mustered her courage to say, "You... do you really think you can treat anyone like a plaything?"

But her gentle and natural voice, tinged with timidity, didn't seem to convey much force.

"Ah, what sharp teeth!" Lu Jia grabbed her jaw with her hand, making her cry out in pain. "You used to be such a refined young lady, who taught you to be like this?"

"Whoever it was... is none of your business!"

"Hehe, let's see how long you can keep up this act!"

John reached out and roughly pulled up Hui Tong's sweater, even pushing up her bra, causing her snow-white breasts to "plop" out!

"Oh my! What are you doing here!?"

The car was still driving through the bustling city, and Hui Tong had no idea that they would dare to do such a thing when there were so many pedestrians outside!

"Hehe, don't be afraid, all the windows in this car are one-way glass, so people outside can't see what's going on inside!"

Lu Jia, without any restraint, used his claw-like hands to knead Hui Tong's smooth breasts like dough!

"No...don't touch!"

Hui Tong struggled wildly, but in the cramped car, she had nowhere to escape.

"What are you resisting! Don't dream!"

John grabbed her chin and kept kissing her beautiful face.

"Mmm..." Her pure white face and pink lips were once again covered with the saliva of a hungry wolf.

"That's right, and didn't we already play with you all over three days ago? What's there to be shy about!"

Lu Jia squeezed her breasts with both hands until they swelled up, then used his lips, painted with blood-red lipstick, to leave one lip print after another on her small and cute nipples, and sucked on her tender nipples like a bloodsucker, making lewd "slurping" sounds.

"No, I'm not... Oh... I'm not your toy!"

Hui Tong struggled desperately, but pinned down by the two men, the delicate girl had no chance to resist.

At this moment, John unbuttoned the top of her long skirt and ripped it off!

"Eek! No!"

Stripped naked in the carriage, Hui Tong could hardly believe their methods.

John began pulling at her underwear. Hui Tong instinctively kicked her legs wildly, desperately trying to stop him.

"How annoying! Calm down!"

John roared like a lion, then slapped Hui Tong's thigh!

*Smack!*

"Ouch!!"

The hand, as large as a fan, struck mercilessly, leaving a shocking, bloody handprint on Hui Tong's snow-white, tender, baby-like thigh! Hui Tong, who had always grown up in a sheltered environment, had never been treated like this before. Stunned by the violence, John easily removed her last line of defense.

(Waaah… Xinyi, I can’t take it anymore… They are beasts, tigers, I can’t resist… Resisting will only cause more pain!…)

Huitong went limp, pitiful tears streaming from her dull eyes down her thin face.

“Hehe…” Seeing Huitong give in again in the rearview mirror, the High Priest laughed gleefully.

Whoosh…

A strange engine sound echoed in the carriage.

The sound came from a pink, oval-shaped female vibrator (commonly known as a “vibrator”), which Lu Jia was currently holding and moving around one of Huitong’s breasts.

“Eek!…”

When the vibrator brushed against her nipple, Huitong felt a jolt like an electric shock, causing her body to stiffen and arch, letting out a mournful groan.

John, meanwhile, was holding the other vibrator, moving it around her genitals; the sensitivity and reaction of this area were even greater than that of her breasts.

"Eek!...Oh...No, no...It feels so strange down there!"

The vibrations spread to her pink labia and small clitoris, making Hui Tong's already red, sleep-deprived eyes even more confused and agitated.

Now Hui Tong had changed positions: she was leaning against the side window, facing out of the car, while John and Luca's invasive hands moved from behind to the front of her.

In the bustling city at around nine o'clock in the evening, pedestrians were everywhere, and there was a constant stream of people. Although Hui Tong knew that the people outside the window couldn't see what was happening inside the car, being played with in front of such a large crowd still stirred up a sense of immorality.

"You're getting more and more juicy!" John, who was playing with her genitals, felt the changes in her body. "Does being teased in front of so many people make you more excited, you pervert!"

"No...no...oh..."

"You still say no? Look what this is?"

John held the aurora, covered in clear nectar, to Hui Tong's nose and touched it. With a slight vibration at her nose, a little more sweet, lustful fluid splashed onto her nose.

"Ah...so embarrassing!..."

John put the aurora back into Hui Tong's lower body, moving it back and forth on the smooth grassland, stimulating Hui Tong's developing genitals, which had almost no immunity to sexual stimulation.

At this moment, the RV was driving past the theater.

"!...Xin Yi?"

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing..."

At the street corner outside the theater, Xin Yi and Mai Zhihong, who had just finished watching the stage play, were leaving hand in hand.

(Xin Yi, so she didn't answer my calls because she was on a date with a guy...)

Hui Tong tried to tell herself that she couldn't really blame Xin Yi, but for some reason, she still felt a little sour.

(That boy is so handsome… Xinyi looks so happy… What did I do wrong? Why do all these unfortunate things only happen to me? God, if this is a trial for me, then it is far too cruel!…)

After driving for half an hour, the RV began to leave the city and drive on a quiet suburban highway.

Of course, the two priests did not stop their fondling of her, and in this abnormal outdoor training, Huitong actually experienced mild orgasms more than once.

“Ah… no… so, so powerful… I can’t take it… ah! ya ya!…”

“Lost again? You’re a complete slut!”

Huitong’s lower body was overflowing with fluid, her bright red clitoris hardened and protruded, and her vulva, which had become more mature and sensitive after deflowering, was constantly overflowing with clear mucus.

“We are not interested in ordinary 'formed' sluts,” Lu Jia said with a smile. “But you are indeed special. You were like a blank sheet of paper, unaware of filth and evil, yet deep within you lies the nature of a slut. So we've decided to continue training you, to paint lewd colors onto this blank sheet as we please!

(She can't be telling the truth!... But my body is definitely feeling... Ah, Lord, what should I do?)

The car stopped in front of a familiar building.

“This... isn't this the Church of Eden's Return?”

“You didn't expect we'd still be here! ... But we're currently hiding in the basement, temporarily ceasing public activities, all thanks to you!” The high priest said sarcastically.

“Alright, get out of the car!”

“Wait, put this on first…”

Lu Jia grinned lewdly, fastening a red pet collar around Hui Tong's neck.

“Ah…”

“So cute! Like a little white kitten!” After the four

got out of the car, Hui Tong was ordered to put her hands behind her head, assuming a prisoner-like posture, and then put a pair of leather handcuffs on her wrists, connected by a chain; while Lu Jia held another chain that connected to Hui Tong's neck collar, and then led her forward.

(Ah, so embarrassing…) Hui-tong also has a cat at home, and she feels that she is now no different from a house cat. (…But why is there a burning flutter in my heart at the same time? Even being led around in such exposure makes me feel… Oh, what’s wrong with my body?)

The four entered the church, but the building was still dark, without a single light.

4. The moment of parting with God

In the basement, Marco had been waiting impatiently for everyone to return.

“Ah, finally back? I’ve been waiting forever!”

“Hehe, sorry to keep you waiting, Marco!”

Lu Jia grinned and led Kuang Hui-tong down the stairs step by step.

Her sweater was pulled up above her breasts, and her lower body was completely naked, but with her hands behind her head, she couldn’t cover her exposed private parts at all.

Her face, originally pale like a sickly beauty, was now slightly flushed from the stimulation of being disciplined outdoors; her exposed private parts were wet, reflecting the light. Combined with the bright red choker around her neck, she looked both pitiful and adorable.

Even in this lewd state, her gait and demeanor still retained the composure and gentle grace of a young lady from a wealthy family.

Returning to this basement, the nightmare from three days ago vividly resurfaced in her mind, causing Huitong to bite her lower lip, her brow furrowed as if she were about to cry.

Looking at the timid girl before him, Marco said even more threateningly,

"Didn't we agree last time not to call the police? You disobedient girl, it seems you won't learn your lesson unless you're properly punished!"

"Ah..." Hearing this, Huitong was even more frightened and couldn't speak.

“Okay, tie this up first…”

Marco picked up two red cotton ropes and wrapped them around Huitong’s chest, binding her body and tying her hands behind her back.

The snow-white flesh of the young girl paired with the red collar and cotton ropes exuded a sensual contrast; and with the ropes binding her up and down, her breasts, sandwiched in the middle, became even more prominent and emphasized. Although not particularly full, her tender, girlish breasts were like a refreshing bowl of clear soup to someone accustomed to rich soup.

Marco couldn’t help but gently caress her smooth breasts, and then mischievously pinched one of her pink nipples and twisted it to the left and right!

“Ouch!…” Huitong cried out in pain, her mouth twisted.

“Hehe, bear with it, the punishment is just beginning!”

Marco sat on a high-backed chair, while Huitong was ordered to lie face down, her chest and abdomen resting on his thighs, her feet on the ground behind her.

Marco felt the elasticity of her breasts against his thighs, while his eyes were fixed on her smooth back and snow-white, peach-like buttocks, making Marco almost drool.

The High Priest and the other two sat quietly to the side, waiting to see the show.

Marco's hand traced down her smooth, silky back, feeling the rich girl's alabaster skin, then followed the curves of her waist and hips, finally reaching the top of her still-developing, not yet fully plump, pink buttocks.

"Alright... Miss Kuang, do you know what sin you've committed? If you do, then repent properly before the Lord!"

(Xiao Tong, don't give up, just honestly tell them you did nothing wrong, it's only them who are wrong!)

Although her friend Mo Xinyi's encouraging words seemed to echo in her mind, she couldn't muster the courage to actually say it in this situation.

"I...I..." When she got nervous, Hui Tong couldn't say anything more.

"What? If you don't know, then I'll tell you. First, you promised not to call the police, but you said one thing and did another; that's breaking your promise!"

Marco raised his hand high in the air, then slammed it down on Huitong's buttocks!

*Smack!*

"Ouch!!... That hurts!"

Like a thunderclap, a bright red handprint immediately appeared on her tender, paper-white buttocks!

Looking at Marco's muscles, it turned out he was an amateur fighter; even using only 20% of his strength was enough to make the sheltered Huitong feel bad!

"Second, you just spoke disrespectfully to the High Priest on the phone; that's disrespecting God's messenger!"

*Smack!

* "Ouch!... Stop!"

It sounded like a baseless argument, but who would bother to investigate? After all, Marco was just making up excuses to punish Huitong!

"Third, you clearly had a lot of fun with us last time, but you still pretended to be a victim in front of the police; that's dishonesty!"

*Smack!*

"Eek—Ahhh!..."

Having grown up under the harsh care of her parents and servants since childhood, Miss Kuang had never suffered such humiliation and corporal punishment in her life, and tears began to uncontrollably stream down her face.

"What are you crying for? What's wrong? Are you defiant? You brat, watch how I punish you today!"

*Slap! Slap! Slap!*

"Ah?! My butt is going to split open!"

With each slap landing on her tender, untouched buttocks, a tearing pain instantly spread from the point of impact to her entire buttocks.

*Slap! Slap!*

On the contrary, Marco became more and more excited as he hit her: feeling the elasticity of her buttocks and the gradually warming and swelling flesh in his palms, watching the person lying on his feet jerk with each slap as if electrocuted, her hind legs bouncing on the ground, listening to the lewd slapping sounds of his palms hitting her buttocks and Huitong's pitiful and hoarse cries, he was in utter ecstasy!

"You say it! Do you know you're wrong! Do you know you're wrong!"

Slap! Slap!

"Aaaah!... Eeah!... No!..."

Yes, he had once said that he would change his cowardly self and would no longer let them do whatever they wanted.

(What would Xinyi do if it were her? She would never submit to evil people, she would even grit her teeth and hold back her screams, right?)

Slap! Slap!

(But I... I can't take it anymore... I'm not Xinyi after all... If this continues, my butt will be ruined... That kind of pain, it chills the heart, it's really terrifying!) *

Slap! Slap!*

The basement had become an execution ground. Her entire tender pink buttocks were swollen a size larger, red and plump like an apple.

"How about it! I'll beat you to death! Do you know you're wrong?"

"Ouch!... Don't hit me! I... I know I'm wrong!..." "

If you know you're wrong, do this?"

*Slap! Slap!

* "Ee! I'm... sorry..."

"Louder!"

*Slap! Slap!

* "Ouch!... I'm sorry!..."

"Will there be a next time?"

*Slap! Slap!*

"No! There won't be a next time!... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!..."

She completely surrendered.

"Hehe, then I'll spare you!"

Marco stopped. Poor Huitong had been beaten into a semi-conscious state, limp on the man's lap, panting heavily.

Marco gently put his hands under her armpits, holding her chest and lifting her up. Her eyes were vacant, her disheveled hair plastered to her forehead with sweat, her cries heartbreaking and moving.

He kissed her cheeks, eyes, and nose, soaked with sweat and tears, sipping the sweet moisture. His hands gently massaged her swollen, red buttocks, giving Huitong an indescribable sense of comfort.

Because of the intense pain just now, the massage felt even more pleasurable. Alternating between whips and sweets was the perfect method of discipline.

Huitong's weak and pitiful appearance after the punishment only fueled the men's lust.

So, they resumed their brutal gang rape of her.

Bound by ropes, Hui-tong lay supine on the bed, Marco's penis thrusting violently inside her vagina. John, with his legs spread, squatted above her face, inserting his penis into her mouth.

"After sucking up so much of our semen, your genitals have become even more alluring!"

Marco felt that Hui-tong's vagina was not looser than when she was a virgin; on the contrary, her clitoris was sucking on his penis even more actively than before, forcing Marco to concentrate. It would be too embarrassing if he ejaculated prematurely.

"Eee... I'm... I'm going to die!... Ahh... So strong!... Eee-oh-oh!!..."

"Stop screaming. Your mouth is for serving my penis, understand?"

"Oh-oh-oh... I understand... Gu-gu..."

John's penis stretched Hui-tong's mouth to its limit, causing her jaw to ache. Hui Tong's small mouth and thin lips held the thick steel rod, creating a cruel yet beautiful contrast.

Marco, as a fighter, possessed not only exceptional endurance in fists and feet but also in sexual stamina. With focused attention, he continued his assault on Hui Tong's vagina with three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one.

He gripped her breasts tightly, each deep thrust reaching her very core. A frenzied sensation, as if pierced through her internal organs, shook the young girl's soul.

"Eee...mmm...gurgle...oh oh!!..."

Her snow-white naked body writhed desperately, her sweat reflecting a captivating sheen under the light.

The sexual pleasure she had experienced during the previous gang rape surged back, and her still-beaten buttocks, rubbing against the mattress with each thrust, continued to burn with pain, yet this only intensified her sensual sensations like a seasoning.

(Ah, why... does it hurt so much deep inside my body... my buttocks are still burning, but it's not uncomfortable, it's even a little... pleasurable?...)

Thick semen filled her mouth, and Hui Tong instinctively wanted to spit it out. But John immediately grabbed her chin and shouted angrily:

"Swallow it! How can a slave spit out his master's stuff?"

"Ugh... gulp..." Hui Tong's face twisted, and she forced herself to swallow all the semen. The feeling of the foul-smelling semen flowing into her stomach made her eyes glaze over.

On the other hand, Marco, with his amazing stamina, lifted her legs, and his fierce attacks made her slender body feel like it was being shaken apart.

Her genitals felt numb, and wave after wave of hot fluid poured out.

"This slut, she's lost it again! How many more times can she lose it?"

"So the Master will never misjudge people, she is definitely an important part of our Eden's return plan, hehe..."

The High Priest was also watching with great interest.

Vagina, anus, mouth—from one orifice to another, all became bait for the lecherous demon.

One insertion after another, ejaculation, insertion, ejaculation…

(Oh, no!…So tiring, but it feels so wonderful…)

In Huitong's eyes, she seemed to see a pure white angel, but the angel's wings were gradually turning black.

(I'm sorry, Daddy, Mommy…I'm sorry, Xinyi…I'm sorry, God…Oh!…Ahhh!)

A burst of sparks flashed before her eyes, and Huitong reached another climax.

Chapter Four: The Case Files of the Beautiful Girl Detective

1. The Beautiful Girl Detective, on the Move!

“I'm back!”

Mo Xinyi stepped into the house, only to see her younger brother, Mo Zhenyu, quietly reading a book in the living room.

"Sister, you're back." "

Xiaoyu, is Dad not coming home for dinner tonight either?"

"Yes, he said there's a sudden case..."

"It's alright, we'll just eat together."

Although she said it was alright, knowing that her father "again" couldn't come home to dinner with them tonight, Xinyi couldn't help but show a hint of melancholy on her face.

However, seeing that her brother also looked lonely, Xinyi decided to immediately cheer up and said with a cheerful smile:

"I'm free tonight, so I'll cook for you, Xiaoyu!"

"Okay!" Zhenyu immediately smiled happily as well; he also didn't want his sister to worry about him.

Although Mo Zhenyu was Xinyi's younger brother, and they were only less than three years apart in age, the two siblings were quite different in personality and character.

Zhenyu, nearly fourteen, is quite tall, but he lacks the ruggedness of his father, Mo Zhengxiong, and the liveliness of his sister, Xinyi. Instead, he appears slender and quiet, handsome yet somewhat delicate and effeminate. With fair skin, a quiet and bookish nature, and a slender build, he resembles a girl. Xinyi sometimes thinks he looks more like the younger brother of the wealthy heiress, Kuang Huitong, than like her own.

Their mother passed away when Zhenyu was three, so he doesn't have a deep impression of her. Instead, his sister Xinyi has taken on the role of both older sister and mother. After school, she helps her father with housework in addition to doing her homework and studying. In the last two years, since her father was promoted to senior inspector, he has been working long hours, leaving early and returning late, making the housework even more demanding for Xinyi. Fortunately, Xiaoyu has also begun to help out and share some of the workload.

Zhenyu held a reverence and admiration for his older sister, Xinyi, that went beyond that of most siblings. Perhaps it was because Xinyi was also a mother figure, or perhaps it was because of her seemingly omnipotent abilities and inexhaustible energy.

(I also want to become as capable and outstanding as my sister, to share her burdens…)

Zhenyu recalled his friend Ajie teasing him a few days ago: “Ayu, you always talk about Xinyi, do you have a sister complex?”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

Although he said that, Zhenyu knew that among the girls his age he knew, none could match his sister in terms of looks, personality, or abilities.

A sister complex? No way! Although every time he saw his sister's warm and energetic smile, he felt his heart warmed as well...

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

"It's so delicious! Sister, you're such a genius!"

"When did you learn to be so sweet-talking?"

"I mean it, really!"

(Really? Next time I'll make some delicious things for Zhihong to try...) Xinyi thought of her boyfriend, a young stage play director.

"Why is Sister laughing like that? It's disgusting! Are you thinking about Zhihong? When are you bringing him back to play? I won't mind, and I won't bother you!"

"You little devil! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll give you an over-the-shoulder throw!"

"Sister is so fierce! Xiaoyu is scared!..."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

After dinner, Xinyi washed the dishes and then dried the clothes she had just washed.

"Sister, let me help you... Ah!"

Zhenyu walked out onto the balcony and saw Xinyi standing on a high chair, hanging the freshly washed clothes on a bamboo clothes rack in the courtyard.

She hadn't changed since she came back. Her snow-white school uniform couldn't hide her well-developed breasts, and the plaid school uniform skirt, which only reached her knees, swayed gently as she hung the clothes. From where Zhenyu was standing, looking slightly upwards, he could just see her wheat-colored, healthy, and sexy thighs, and even the white panties above them were vaguely visible with the movement of the skirt.

Zhenyu's face immediately turned as red as an apple. He lowered his head immediately.

Seeing her younger brother's embarrassed expression, Xinyi couldn't help but smile and say,

"Xiaoyu, you're blushing... My lovely little brother has grown up so much, time really flies!"

After finishing all the housework, Xinyi returned to her bedroom. She had something troubling her mind that she needed to think about today.

At the prime of her youth, loved by her classmates, trusted by her teachers, and excelling in both her studies and extracurricular activities, she had recently found an excellent boyfriend. She should have been a perfect high school girl, but recently, something had been weighing on her mind, causing her great hesitation.

It concerned her father and one of her best friends. Her father was a senior inspector in the city's police department, and he was currently investigating a mysterious church, the "Eden Return Church," which had committed serious sexual assault cases. Xinyi understood why her father was so concerned about this case, because her mother had been raped and murdered by a criminal when Xinyi was five years old, so her father deeply abhorred incest cases.

She learned from her father that the "Eden Return Church" had been committing crimes brazenly for some time, using despicable methods to prevent victims from reporting them. This deeply angered Xin Yi, who inherited her father's sense of justice.

Xin Yi had relied on her father and younger brother since childhood. Lacking a mother's care, with her younger brother still young and her father constantly busy with work, she indirectly developed an independent personality. Forced by her circumstances, she had to be stronger and more self-reliant than other children her age. She often wondered: "Could I also do my part to help my father?"

Regarding this incident, she had another reason that made her feel duty-bound: her close friend and classmate, Kuang Huitong, had recently become a victim of the "Eden Return Church."

Huitong, who had seemed a little more energetic after reporting the crime, had become a completely different person this week. She not only lost interest in her studies and her grades plummeted, but she, who used to confide in her, now wouldn't even talk to her.

After much thought, Xin Yi seemed to conclude that Hui Tong was still haunted by the previous tragedy. She guessed that if the perpetrators could be brought to justice, Hui Tong might be able to pull herself together.

As a leader among the students, possessing twice the sense of responsibility and initiative of others, Xin Yi, for her beloved father, for her best friend, and to prevent others from being harmed, decided to do her part to assist in the investigation.

The reason the police were currently at a loss was the mystery and excellent concealment of the perpetrators. Besides knowing the professions and some characteristics of a few individuals, the police had consistently struggled to pinpoint their true identities.

The only major clue was from the testimonies of some victims that one of the members of the tasting party was an obese doctor.

They had followed this lead, but there were over twenty obese doctors in the city, and after investigating them one by one, they hadn't been able to identify anyone as a decisive suspect.

However, Xin Yi herself was somewhat confident; an obese doctor she had seen several months prior was highly suspicious. Although the doctor hadn't actually done anything inappropriate, her woman's intuition told her that the strange atmosphere and look in his eyes were definitely not those of an ordinary healer.

She looked at the necklace she wore, a gift from her father on her sixteenth birthday a little over a month ago.

("Xinyi, you're such a sensible daughter. You haven't done anything to worry me, and all the teachers I've met speak highly of you. I'm so proud of you...")

Xinyi thought, seemingly having made up her mind.

(What Eden returning to the church? I, the beautiful detective, will expose your true colors!)

Xinyi revealed a confident and determined smile.

2. The Beautiful Detective, Following!

The next day, after the student council meeting, Xinyi went to the suspicious fat doctor's clinic again, pretending to be there for a checkup.

As she entered the consultation room, she once again sensed that the doctor's gaze was somewhat strange.

Although his expression wasn't particularly obscene or evil, Xin Yi's keen intuition told her that his gaze was unusually sharp and direct for a doctor.

(How could she make him give himself away? Perhaps… she really had to use that kind of method…) Xin Yi hesitated, wondering if she should resort to her "honey trap."

Xin Yi was quite confident in her appearance. Among her classmates, she knew she was among the more precocious girls. In the past six months, she felt her breasts had become increasingly "weighty," and her feminine curves were largely formed. Being an athlete further contributed to her healthy and balanced physical development.

As for her looks, she was used to receiving admiring, even slightly erotic, glances from passersby almost every day on her way to and from school, so she believed she was definitely attractive to the opposite sex.

"Doctor... my breasts have been hurting lately, I don't know what's wrong..."

Xin Yi felt a little unhappy and ashamed about having to resort to "seduction," because she always believed that women weren't just empty-headed and reliant on their breasts. But for her father and friend, she gritted her teeth and endured it.

"...Really? Let me examine them..."

The doctor also showed a slight surprise, then placed the stethoscope on Xin Yi's left breast.

"Oh..." The cold stethoscope, penetrating the thin school uniform and bra, transmitted the sensation to her sensitive skin, causing Xin Yi to instinctively let out a soft moan.

"Because of the clothing, I have to press harder to hear clearly, just bear with it."

The doctor pressed the stethoscope slightly harder on her well-developed breast, making the girl blush. Although she was a brave and passionate girl, she was still a 16-year-old schoolgirl, and therefore, her sensitivity to her rapidly developing and maturing breasts was above average.

“…Hoo…Eek!”

When the cold receiver pressed directly against her nipples, Xin Yi felt a jolt, as if she'd been electrocuted. Her body stiffened, and her right hand gripped something in her skirt pocket.

It was a state-of-the-art electric vibrator for women. A young girl scouting alone, Xin Yi certainly hadn't come unprepared; she'd obtained this self-defense device from her father.

Her plan was to immediately pull out the vibrator and knock the doctor unconscious if he made a move against her, then use her cell phone to call her father for help.

The doctor, seeing Xin Yi's sensitive expression, smiled strangely.

The next evening, after track and field practice, Xin Yi was preparing to leave school alone.

(Strange… Could it really not be him? Or was it because my "honey trap" failed?)

Xin Yi wondered. It turned out nothing had happened yesterday. After a longer examination, the doctor told her they couldn't find anything abnormal and recommended she go to the government hospital for a more detailed examination. Then she left safely.

(This lead has also gone cold… What should I do… Should I really try every other fat doctor in the city?)

Xin Yi shook her head, as if trying to shake off that absurd thought.

Just then, as she stepped out of the school gate, she saw a magnificent luxury car parked in front of her. As soon as she came out, the car door opened, and a graceful, mature woman stepped out.

Xin Yi instinctively felt that this woman was there to see her.

The woman's demeanor was very calm and elegant, and her appearance was also generous and dignified—a typical wealthy woman's attire.

"Are you Miss Mo Xinyi?"

"Yes, and who are you...?"

"My husband's surname is Kuang, and I'm Huitong's mother."

"Ah... hello."

"Do you have time? My daughter told me you're her best friend, and I'd like to ask you some questions about her."

"No problem!" Xinyi was more than happy to get more information from Huitong's mother.

"Then please get in the car, let's go to a nearby coffee shop."

The two arrived at a nicely decorated coffee shop, which wasn't very crowded at the moment.

"How should I put this..." Although Mrs. Kuang had invited Xinyi, she felt a little unsure of where to begin after sitting down.

"Is it... that Xiaotong's behavior lately... is a little off?"

"More than 'a little'? She's practically a different person!" Mrs. Kuang said immediately with concern.

It turned out that Huitong had almost stopped attending piano lessons recently, and several days a week she would disappear after school. This once pampered young lady, who rarely left her home except for piano lessons or performances, now often didn't return home until 11 or 12 at night. This once very gentle and polite daughter was now indifferent to her mother, even complaining that she was too annoying.

Upon hearing this, Xinyi suddenly realized why Huitong's grades had recently declined so much, and why she often seemed listless and tired in class. It turned out that she was doing something mysterious after school.

"Where did she go, and what was she doing?" Mrs. Kuang hoped to find the answer from her daughter's best friend.

"Huitong didn't tell me either..." Seeing Mrs. Kuang's slightly disappointed expression, Xinyi immediately continued, "But it's very likely that it's related to 'that incident' two weeks ago."

"You mean..." Mrs. Kuang's expression immediately changed. "Could it be those bad guys? They weren't satisfied with bullying Huitong once, they're still bullying her? I'm calling the police! I need to go immediately..."

"Auntie, calm down. It's all just speculation, there's no evidence."

Besides the lack of evidence, Xinyi had also heard her father say that when they raided the church last time, the other party seemed to have anticipated their arrival and had vanished.

(Could it be... like in some movies, that they even have informants within the police?)

Although it seemed like pure speculation, Xinyi felt there was no other explanation for how the other party could have such foresight. Therefore, Xinyi didn't encourage Mrs. Kuang to call the police, lest she alert them.

"Then what should we do... If we need evidence... perhaps I should hire a private investigator to investigate..."

"No need. There's already someone in front of you!" Xinyi smiled and winked. "Let me try. Huitong's matter is my matter. I want to do my part to help her overcome this difficulty!"

Xinyi's intelligence, enthusiasm, and courage deeply moved Madam Kuang. She said,

"Although my daughter doesn't have many friends, having a friend like you is wonderful... I'll leave my daughter's matter to you for now! But don't push yourself too hard!"

The next day, just before school ended.

"Xiaotong, are you free after school? I'd like you to come with me to see that well-received movie, 'Wudang Volleyball'."

"Ah, it's Xinyi... I'm sorry, I'm not free after school today..."

"Are you going to your piano lesson?"

"No... I just

have something to do..." "What is it? Can I help you?"

"This... no need to trouble you... really..."

Huitong stammered, clearly hiding something, but being always honest, she couldn't come up with a lie to appease Xinyi.

"That's alright, forget it!" Seeing the other's disheveled expression, Xinyi

smiled, seemingly unconcerned.

As soon as the school bell rang, Huitong was the first student to leave the classroom.

Xinyi, who usually lagged behind, immediately followed.

(Although there was track and field practice today, for Xiaotong… she'd have to skip one!)

Xinyi dashed into the girls' restroom, quickly putting on a long brown wig and sunglasses.

Then, she took out a deep red lipstick and vigorously applied it to her lips.

(I originally wanted to do a much heavier makeup look, but there wasn't time, so I'll just have to make do… The beautiful detective's disguise and surveillance operation, go!)

Xinyi ran out of the restroom and dashed towards the school gate— As expected of a track and field athlete, her speed was comparable to many boys her age.

Outside the school gate was a long slope, and since there were no forks in the road, Xin Yi wasn't worried about losing her. Sure enough, after running for a while, she could vaguely see Hui Tong walking slowly ahead.

Xin Yi slowed her pace and followed Hui Tong from a distance. She watched as Hui Tong descended the slope and entered a cluster of nearby streets. From now on, Xin Yi had to be very careful, but fortunately, there were plenty of pedestrians and obstacles nearby to hide behind.

After walking for fifteen minutes, Hui Tong finally stopped at a bus stop. Xin Yi then stood nearby, took out a textbook, and pretended to read, but her eyes were still glancing sideways at Hui Tong. Luckily, Hui Tong seemed distracted and didn't realize she was being followed.

The bus arrived, and Hui Tong appeared to be preparing to board.

(This bus was heading to the suburbs; where was Xiao Tong going?)

Xin Yi quickly rushed onto the bus just before the doors closed.

3. A pretty girl detective infiltrates!

The scene shifts to Mo Xinyi's home. While the "pretty girl detective" is conducting her first surveillance operation, her boudoir is invaded by an "uninvited guest."

For now, let's keep this uninvited guest in suspense and call him the "mysterious person."

The mysterious person enters Xinyi's room, first looking around. It's a clean and tidy room, reflecting the homeowner's cleanliness. Upon entering, you smell a faint fragrance typical of a young girl's bedroom.

Then, the person plops down on Xinyi's bed, pushing aside a pile of Hello Kitty and Winnie the Pooh plush toys, revealing a pillow underneath.

The mysterious person picks up the pillow and presses the center towards their face.

(Smells so good!...)

A sweet, tangy scent of a young girl's hair wafted into his nostrils, intoxicating him with its shampoo-like fragrance.

After inhaling for a while, he put down the pillow and began sniffing around the sheets, trying to capture the girl's lingering scent.

"Ah..."

After inhaling and smacking his fill, he went to the desk. Seeing a photo of Xin Yi and her boyfriend, Mai Zhihong, on the desk, a strange expression appeared on his face. He then rummaged through the desk drawers, some locked, some unlocked. In the unlocked drawers, he found combs, small handkerchiefs, and other items, which he carefully inhaled and gently stroked, as if they were his own.

Next, the mysterious man picked up a cardboard box in the room. He was quite lucky today; the box contained many things, including used tissues and empty apple cores.

The mysterious man picked up the item inside, stroking and sniffing it while fantasizing: Where had Xinyi wiped herself with this tissue? Her face, her neck, or a more private area? How alluring it would be when her cherry-blossom-colored, slightly upturned lips parted, her white, childlike teeth biting into the apple? Was the dampness on the blackened apple core her saliva? As the mysterious man licked and sucked the apple core, he felt his penis harden painfully.

He then picked up the folded robe Xinyi had taken off before school that morning, neatly placed on the chair beside him. He pulled the robe over his face, simultaneously unzipping his pants and rubbing a toothbrush he had taken from the bathroom (I don't need to tell you whose toothbrush it was, do I?) between his legs.

(This is what she wore all night…it smells of her body, her sweat…ahhh, it smells so good!…those are the bristles that brushed her mouth…ohhh!…)

The mysterious man sniffed the robe in front of him intensely and stimulated his genitals with the toothbrush, fantasizing about the object's beautiful owner servicing his genitals with her mouth, gradually reaching climax.

After witnessing the fetishist man's behavior, the scene shifts back to Xin Yi. She followed Hui Tong and got off at a station in the suburbs. After walking a short distance, she saw several two-story villas in front of her; of course, Xin Yi was completely unaware that her bedroom had been invaded.

Hui Tong stopped in front of the largest three-story European-style building. Xin Yi peeked out from behind the wall of another villa not far away. She saw Hui Tong ring the doorbell, and soon someone opened the door. After she went inside, the door closed again.

After waiting a minute without any further movement, Xin Yi went to the villa's front door herself.

There was a relief on the door: a snake coiled on the ground, its head raised and tongue lolling out, flanked by nude figures of a man and a woman.

(What a beautiful villa! ...The snake and the man and woman symbols, could it be...?)

Xin Yi pressed the doorbell next to the door.

About five seconds later, a flat, somewhat cold male voice came from the intercom below the doorbell.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Hello...I'm a friend of Kuang Huitong, I need to speak with her."

"...There's no one named Kuang here, and no one named Huitong."

Xin Yi was taken aback. In a flash, she pretended nothing was wrong and said,

"Sorry, I might have the wrong place. Goodbye."

"Okay, goodbye."

Of course, Xin Yi didn't leave immediately, but she also thought there might be security cameras at the gate, so she pretended to leave.

But after circling around, she returned. This time, she carefully avoided the doorway, walking slowly around the building and meticulously observing her surroundings.

One of the windows seemed open, the curtains fluttering slightly in the breeze.

However, the window was positioned quite high, and Xin Yi looked around with some concern, then suddenly her eyes lit up.

"That trash can… I hope today is a lucky day for Pisces!"

She approached and saw that the trash can was indeed empty, allowing her to push it towards the open window.

She climbed onto the trash can and cautiously peered through the window.

It looked like a storage room, and there was no one inside.

"Hehe, looks like Pisces's luck is pretty good today!"

The beautiful Pisces detective leaped and nimbly climbed through the window into the house.

Xin Yi focused her attention, listening intently to the sounds around her.

The surroundings were unusually quiet, not at all like anyone was inside.

Xin Yi moved with extreme caution, tiptoeing and barely daring to breathe—she looked more like a female thief than a female detective.

Outside the storage room was a corridor, at one end of which was a large hall, also deserted.

(It seemed to be a meeting place… So this was the lewd church Hui Tong had mentioned?)

Xin Yi circled the hall but found nothing suspicious. Then, she tiptoed back down the corridor. At the other end was a staircase leading upwards, next to which was another room.

Xin Yi moved lightly and nimbly, like a kitten, hoping that anyone else in the room wouldn't notice her intrusion—unless there were security cameras in the atrium.

But in reality, Xin Yi's every move was under the surveillance of the security cameras.

She entered the room next to the stairs; this was the last room on this basement level she hadn't yet investigated.

(It seems to be a lounge, with bookshelves and a stereo system, but still not a soul in sight…)

Xinyi approached the stereo system with speakers almost as tall as herself.

(Ah! I've wanted this rare CD for so long!…No, now's not the time to watch CDs!)

Xinyi sighed regretfully, then walked to the bookshelves.

(It's not just religious books! The owner here has quite a wide range of interests, from scientific literature and literary masterpieces to popular novels like "Khanipoto"…)

Xinyi looked around. There were some tables and chairs in the room, and next to the bookshelves was a pillar that seemed to be used as a coat rack.

(Usually those boring third-rate novels write that the protagonist turns a pillar and a secret passage appears…When will those writers ever get tired of writing this kind of clichéd plot?)

Xinyi muttered to herself as she lightly turned the coat rack.

A sudden click of a mechanism sent the bookshelf beside her slowly sliding aside, revealing a doorway on the wall behind it, leading down a staircase.

(Oh… even third-rate novels occasionally have moments of brilliance…)

Xinyi slowly descended the stairs. The surroundings were utterly silent, so quiet she could almost hear her own heartbeat.

At the bottom of the stairs was a sturdy-looking iron door.

(Will the truth lie behind this door?)

Xinyi reached out her delicate hand, intending to gently open the door a crack to peek inside.

But at the same moment, someone on the other side of the door yanked it open, causing Xinyi to lose her balance and fall forward into the basement!

It turned out that her every move since entering the house had been recorded by the homeowners, who had set a trap, waiting for their prey to walk right into it. Sure enough, Xinyi, like a blind fly, flew into a spiderweb.

Xinyi, being an athlete, was quite agile; she braced herself on the ground and sprang to the side.

Unfortunately, today turned out to be a disastrous day for her.

Marco, the most burly of the priests, was already standing nearby. As she dodged, she bumped right into him!

"Heh..."

Marco lifted Xinyi up like a hawk snatching a chick.

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