I was set up like a honey trap

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The term "stand up for someone" is familiar to many.
But how many meanings does it actually have, and how many people can clearly explain them?
Baidu Baike (Baidu Encyclopedia) lists five definitions for "stand up for someone," a number that might surprise
many. The first definition—"inviting someone to an event,
but they don't show up"—is probably familiar to most people, and many have likely
experienced it firsthand. It's particularly relevant to men; we often hear stories of men and women going on dates,
but the woman doesn't show up for various reasons, leaving the unfortunate man in a classic
"stand-up" situation.
However, a less well-known interpretation of "stand up for someone" is: "In underworld slang:
using one's looks to lure clients and then engaging in other activities such as robbery, theft, or fraud. This isn't
just prostitution; it's about using prostitution as a means to gain greater profits."
While many are familiar with this specific interpretation, the term most people equate
it is likely something else entirely. To understand the origin of this explanation, we first need to discuss the habits of
pigeons . Pigeons are social animals, and a single individual is easily
attracted to other flocks when separated from its flock. Some people exploit this characteristic by releasing
large numbers . These pigeons are called "bait pigeons," and younger racing pigeons are often
attracted to them and captured by the pigeon releasers. This is one meaning of "releasing pigeons," but here
it's used metaphorically.
Knowing this story reveals that using "releasing pigeons" to describe the
situation is quite vivid and apt. Often, those who are blinded by lust are like
inexperienced racing pigeons, unwittingly following the deliberate enticements of the "bait pigeons,"
only realizing they've been tricked when they're trapped in a cage.
Having discussed so much about "releasing pigeons," you might be wondering
how our story today relates to this concept.
Speaking of relationships… our protagonist, Qiu Kai, feels like a "pigeon" right now.
Interestingly, today is the first time in Qiu
Kai's life he's been stood up by a woman. He's experienced being stood up quite a few times, but in the past, he was always the one doing the "standing
up." Today, the roles are reversed; he's the one being stood up. It
all happened rather suddenly. At first, Qiu Kai didn't even realize he'd been stood up until he checked again. He then realized that today wasn't just National Day, but had unknowingly become a "commemorative day" filled with irony for him. However, to be honest, Qiu Kai's current situation isn't primarily related to being stood up for the first time. Although there seems to be some causal connection, there's actually another reason why Qiu Kai is now a "pigeon. " Well, let's get straight to the point… Qiu Kai was stood up twice tonight. And this second time was . As for what the difference was… keep reading, and you'll find out. In short, Qiu Kai felt like a "pigeon," and one with clipped wings at that. "Get out here! Get the hell out here!" A cacophony of curses drifted intermittently from the window beside him, occasionally punctuated by the beams of flashlights, making every hair on his body stand on end. Damn it, damn it! Qiu Kai gasped for breath, but dared not make a sound. He knew what those people rushing were looking for, and he understood that if he peeked out even slightly, he would be discovered. Hide, he could only hide. Running was out of the question; disregarding his own physical condition, his current location was definitely not a safe escape route. Therefore, Qiu Kai could only hide like a pigeon caught in a dog fight. Ugh, bad luck, bad luck, bad luck! Today was definitely Qiu Kai's day of suffering. Three hours ago, after only hearing the "The number you dialed is switched off" message on his phone, he finally realized that he had been dumped by a woman for the first time in his life, or rather, stood up. Nearly a week of preparation . Qiu Kai returned home furious, but unwilling to spend the long night alone, he decided to find some "fun." Then, after many events, things turned out the way they did. Qiu Kai had been going out to find "fun" before, and he was usually very careful, mostly going to a few part-time jobs and escorts whose safety had been confirmed. Moreover, he had been frequenting an adult forum for over two years, and was extremely familiar with the "escort information exchange area." As a seasoned veteran, he was confident he could immediately distinguish between the various posts on the forum that were bait and genuine escorts . The one he found tonight, although not a "familiar face" he had visited before, his intuition told him that the alluring young woman in the photo wasn't just some random model. Then, for security reasons, he tentatively contacted the QQ number. The number, which showed as online during the search, quickly replied. Upon receiving the exact address, he was both surprised and relieved. The address was very close to Qiu Kai's rented apartment, only a ten-minute taxi ride away. Moreover, it was located in a well-known hotel district; what kind of hotel district might be there is obvious to everyone. Having confirmed the safety, Qiu Kai immediately set a time. For him at that moment, the sooner he could vent his anger, the better. So when the other party sent the message "available tonight," he almost instinctively typed "okay." Then, it turned out he had misjudged the situation. Not only did he misjudge, but he also became a "pigeon" lured into a cage. Actually, Qiu Kai's misjudgment wasn't entirely unjustified, because the information posted on the forum had no flaws, and the "luring pigeon" was indeed...

It was incredibly tempting, perfectly suited to his taste, and, speaking of which, Qiu Kai had to admire the "lure
"—it had actually kept him company for almost two hours before revealing its true form. This patience truly impressed Qiu Kai,
and in that respect alone, the money Qiu Kai spent tonight was worthwhile.
However, worthwhile spending didn't mean Qiu Kai intended to risk everything.
In short, it was an undeniable fact that Qiu Kai had been "stood up" twice today.
Let's return our focus to our protagonist.
Perhaps having searched the entire building, both inside and out, and knowing the target was no longer inside, the noise in the stairwell subsided
considerably, the previously loud shouts of the men gradually replaced by silence. But at this moment, the stillness was
undoubtedly more nerve-wracking for Qiu Kai than the deafening clamor. He naturally thought: after searching inside,
he would have to search outside. And his current location wouldn't require much effort; a
quick would be enough to find him.
Why was Qiu Kai so confident he would be discovered immediately? The reason is simple: Qiu Kai is simply
too conspicuous. Qiu Kai's only consolation is that it's the dead of night. If it were broad daylight, given his current
attire, he'd likely be spotted the moment he climbed out the window, without anyone even needing to look for him.
Let's take a look at Qiu Kai's current situation.
Qiu Kai is currently outdoors.
Okay, that's all just rambling… So, what is Qiu Kai doing outside and what is his
state ?
To put it mildly, he's having the most intimate and direct contact with the October night.
Why "the most intimate and direct contact"?
The answer is—Qiu Kai is completely naked except for a towel around his waist and a bag slung over his shoulder that isn't
exactly clothing.
Yes, completely naked. This "other things" includes a shirt, trousers, and
underwear—everything a normal person would never forget to wear. Qiu Kai doesn't even have shoes—
the cheap fell to the ground floor while he was climbing up the third-floor awning. The slipper made a loud noise
when , startling Qiu Kai so much that
he just hung there, only remembering to climb back up when his arms started to ache from supporting his weight.
Well, on the surface, what Qiu Kai had been doing from ten minutes ago until now seemed no different from a petty
thief -handed.
However, don't misunderstand, Qiu Kai didn't steal anything. He did indeed have a
fairly , but it was his personal property, not stolen goods of dubious origin.
Since it wasn't stealing, could it be another kind of "theft"?
Seeing the part about "only wearing a towel," some readers might think
of stories of infidelity or affairs involving "stealing" or "affairs." But sorry, that's not quite right either.
While the reason Qiu Kai ended up like this is indeed somewhat similar to infidelity, the two are fundamentally
different. Although both escaped by jumping out of windows and scaling walls,
Qiu Kai felt he should be seen as a victim, unlike those guys who were forced to "fly across rooftops" for fear of being caught cheating.
He felt he came with a large sum of money only to be ripped off and nearly lose everything
.
Sounds a bit convoluted, right? But that's exactly
what .
Let's look at where Qiu Kai is now. It's a small, even cramped
, platform made of cement, perhaps with some steel reinforcement.
Qiu Kai, who was initially worried about whether it could support his 70-kilogram weight, hasn't found it
loose, so there must be some internal reinforcement. As mentioned earlier, Qiu Kai climbed up from the third-floor
awning , so he's now on the fourth floor, above the third. To
put it bluntly, this was just a concrete platform on a fourth-floor window of this five-story residential building. Perhaps it was originally
designed to hold the outdoor unit of a split-type air conditioner, but Qiu Kai had now made it his only
foothold . Climbing to this relatively "safe" spot had been incredibly difficult for Qiu Kai.
The dust and mud on his body were insignificant; he had started from the second-floor balcony and climbed all the way
to the fourth floor . If Qiu Kai hadn't consistently exercised and had some experience with rock climbing, he certainly wouldn't have been able to do that
. However, due to his unusual condition, his knee was scraped by
a Because of the darkness, Qiu Kai couldn't tell
the extent of the injury, but the burning sensation from the wound suggested it wasn't a good sign. Then, on his way from the third to
the fourth floor , he almost fell off the tin awning because he was wearing slippers
. Thinking back on it now, he still feels lingering fear, which is the fundamental reason why Qiu Kai didn't continue climbing but
remained on the fourth-floor platform.
Naked, wearing only a towel and carrying a shoulder bag, he stood fearfully on a platform
with no support .
By ordinary standards, few could be in a more disheveled state than Qiu Kai.
Now you're probably wondering, why is Qiu Kai in this sorry state? As mentioned earlier,
a group of people were searching for someone in the stairwell, and Qiu Kai was their target. So what did Qiu Kai do
or commit that led to him being surrounded and pursued by a group of people?
The earlier hints were quite obvious. To put it bluntly, Qiu Kai encountered a group of people who wanted something from
him . They outnumbered him, and Qiu Kai felt he couldn't possibly win one-on-one, let alone one-on-many.
However, Qiu Kai wasn't the type to cower at the slightest threat; he fought back, and his current situation was
the result of that resistance.
Although he looked terrible, Qiu Kai had at least escaped. As for whether he'd be caught and taken back, he couldn't think about
that anymore.
Actually, Qiu Kai was quite satisfied with tonight's experience, if it weren't for that final scene.
He hadn't felt this good in a long time, and the fact that it lasted an hour was proof of that.
Moreover, Qiu Kai had obtained something unexpected: the dozens of photos in the camera made him quite satisfied.

"You dare..."
A sudden commotion erupted from the window beside him. This time, it included not only a man's angry roar but also a shrill woman
's voice. Qiu Kai's nerves tightened again, but this time,
the noise from the stairwell quickly subsided. Qiu Kai saw a figure rush out of the first floor, striding towards the edge
of the complex . A few dozen seconds later, two more figures followed suit, running in the same direction.
After the three disappeared into the distance, the surroundings fell silent, leaving only a woman's voice faintly audible
.
What was going on?
Qiu Kai couldn't understand what was happening. He
recognized Just a few minutes ago, he had been hearing that same voice, its highs and lows accompanied by lewd moans, but now it
sounded like...crying and cursing?
This left Qiu Kai completely bewildered.
Could it be...they were arguing?
Although he didn't know the reason behind it, this was undoubtedly good news for Qiu Kai.
Without delay , Qiu Kai immediately prepared to continue his escape, but he quickly encountered another problem.
How to get down?
He had climbed all the way to this point without regard for anything else. As the saying goes, "Going up a mountain is easy, but going down is hard ,
" and the same principle applies to climbing stairs and mountains. Qiu Kai had exerted tremendous effort to climb up,
and now going down... in the dark, he really didn't know where to begin.
Moreover, how to get down was one problem, and even if he did get down, there was another. He only
had a towel on him, which, while barely enough to cover his manhood,
wasn't an outfit suitable for walking around in public.
Qiu Kai was worried, but what he didn't know was that right now, another person, someone
he had recently shared the most intimate moments with, was even more distressed.
"You spineless coward, how dare you hit me... What kind of person are you, what kind of man are you..."
On the second floor, in an apartment with its door wide open, a strangely dressed woman was kneeling on the bedroom floor
, rummaging through a small medicine box. A clear handprint was
visible on her face; the handprint belonged to the first person Qiu Kai had seen rush out of the building, the very person the woman was
now cursing.
Everything that happened on the second floor began after everyone discovered Qiu Kai had jumped out of the window and escaped. The three men who had struggled to break down the bedroom door and rushed in immediately began searching
after finding no one inside . The only source of information about Qiu Kai's whereabouts was naturally the woman inside. However, the state of the woman the three men saw made it impossible not to think of something significant . "Where is he?" asked the leader of the group, the woman's nominal husband. Nominally, because apart from their marriage certificate, there was no other connection between them. This time , the woman only called the man along to keep it a secret. However, even though the man and woman no longer had any marital affection, when he saw the woman lying on the bed wearing only a pair of stockings, her legs spread wide apart, revealing her hairy vulva and breasts, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. Hearing the man's question, the woman didn't answer immediately. As if she couldn't breathe, she first propped herself up with her arms and sat up, then spoke intermittently, "He...he..." "Where did he go?" the man shouted impatiently, taking a step forward, only to find that he had stepped on something slippery. Looking down, he saw a used condom lying at his feet, and because he had stepped on it forcefully, an astonishing amount of white fluid was slowly flowing out, staining the floor and the sole of his feet. The man jumped back three steps as if he'd stepped on a nail, shaking his feet and shouting angrily , "You bitch, where did he go?" "Ha...the window! He jumped out the window!" The woman didn't notice why the man jumped, but after catching her breath, she immediately shouted out the last thing she'd seen. Hearing this, the man immediately turned and left, and his two accomplices, who hadn't said a word the whole time, quickly followed. It was an ordinary apartment building, the stairwell not complicated. The three men split up, searching every staircase and balcony from the first to the fifth floor, but found no one as expected. Empty-handed, the three regrouped in the second-floor living room. "Nothing." "Not on the balcony either. Did he jump down?" The man frowned. This was only the second floor; jumping from the second floor wouldn't be difficult, but the first floor below the window was covered in lush greenery, and he'd searched there was no sign of anyone jumping down. Had they been too slow, or was the man still inside? At this moment, the woman, now wearing a pajama coat, emerged from the bedroom. Her steps were slow, and she seemed to be limping slightly, a lingering effect of the hour she had just spent there. "What are you three still standing here for? Why aren't you looking for him?" the woman demanded. The helper closest to her answered, "Sister Chen, we've searched the building, he's not there. Did he just run outside?" "Impossible! All his clothes are inside. How could he run out without any clothes on? Even if he did, he couldn't have gone far. Hurry up and look!" A man standing nearby looked displeased. In his view, the woman who had delayed without permission and hadn't even opened the bedroom door was the real reason they couldn't find him. Moreover, in his haste, he hadn't noticed before, but now he saw that the woman was still wearing those stockings. These stockings were clearly not hers; they had been brought by the man. And unlike the high-top stockings he had initially imagined, they were pantyhose, but the crotch area had been ripped open , with loose threads and fabric clinging to her thighs and buttocks, emphasizing the crotch and buttocks as if trying to burst out . After all, the man and woman had been married for five or six years, and he was already very familiar with her body.

It couldn't be more familiar. He had fucked women who hadn't taken off their stockings before, but seeing a woman
in open-crotch stockings still sent a shiver down his spine.
However, a detail he noticed next instantly transformed his reaction into anger and lust.
The woman's pantyhose was torn, and below her vulva, a section remained connected, the nylon
thread binding her labia majora like a rope, causing her labia minora, hidden in the dark forest, to tremble and peek
out. On her labia minora, there was a trace of white substance,
a thick, unidentified liquid that dripped down in a thin thread.
The man recognized the thick white liquid; he had just stepped in the same
liquid . What he hadn't expected was that he had always assumed such a substance only appeared in discarded
condoms, but now he saw it in the most inappropriate place.
In that instant, a profound sense of humiliation overwhelmed him, rendering him unable to hear a word.
The woman was still talking, finding it
very . However, she didn't notice that the man beside her was getting darker and darker, and
the two henchmen opposite her, who could see the man's expression, also looked restrained.
"What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and go..."
"Go to hell!"
The man, finally unable to hold back, slapped the woman across the face. Caught off guard, the woman was sent
flying by the man's powerful blow, landing directly on the sofa. It took her a while to
recover from the ringing in her ears. The woman's strong nature prevented her from shedding tears; instead, she immediately
lunged at the man who had hit her.
"You bitch, how dare you hit me!"
"Go to hell! You filthy whore!" The huge difference in size allowed the man to easily push away the woman who lunged
at him The woman, who had fallen to the ground again, didn't catch her breath for a long time. The man, feeling
he couldn't stay in the room any longer, spat at the woman, turned around, and rushed out of the room.
Seeing this, the two henchmen standing nearby had no choice but to follow the man away.
Left alone in the house, the woman knelt on the floor for a while before she could barely
move to stand up and then walked towards the bedroom.
It seemed like liquid was flowing down her thigh. The woman knew what it was, although she didn't
know it was the reason she'd been slapped by the man, but she knew she had to do some emergency
treatment .
Good heavens! Who would have thought that the man was not only a pervert who liked taking pictures of sex, but also a
bull ? Although she knew from the size of his penis that he was no ordinary man, the woman had seen
many large penises that looked impressive but were useless, the most representative being her nominal husband, so she
didn't pay much attention.
But things didn't go as planned. The man not only fucked her for over half an hour, but also ripped off the condom and
started a second round! And this second round lasted even longer than the first! The man, without even pausing for breath
, completely overwhelmed her. By the time she came to her senses, the man had already ejaculated and started pulling out.
Good heavens! Today was her fertile window! But if it weren't for the excitement of ovulation, she wouldn't have gone unnoticed when
the man removed the condom and penetrated her.
The woman was no longer thinking about why she had been beaten; after all, she and her husband had separated because of
these frequent physical altercations. What she needed to do now was find her
birth control pills, which she wasn't sure she had left. She couldn't go out at this time, and
she knew the common sense that acute contraceptive pills were most effective the sooner they were taken.
However, as she bent down to rummage through the medicine box, she noticed out of the corner of her eye a furtive
figure passing by the balcony outside the bedroom and reaching for the clothes she had hung on the balcony that morning!
"Ah—!"
The woman screamed instinctively, and the figure startled by her cry was none other than Qiu Kai, who
had returned !
Qiu Kai had stood on the concrete platform outside the fourth floor for a long time, and after confirming that the three men had left and
didn't seem to be returning anytime soon, he decided to climb down.
By then, Qiu Kai roughly understood his situation. Clearly,
the three people who hadn't found him inside had gone outside to search, and they might even be blocking the entrance to the complex. But that was a matter for later .
What Qiu Kai needed to do now was figure out how to get down from the fourth floor safely to the ground, and also solve the problem of being naked.
Finally, Qiu Kai decided not to go down the same way he came, but to climb down another route. The route he came up
required passing the third-floor awning, and that tin awning offered almost no foothold; Qiu Kai had even lost
a pair of slippers on the way up, and he might not be so lucky on the way down.
He finally found another way down, but then encountered trouble again. This route ended
on . To continue down, Qiu Kai either had to jump directly down or go into a room on the second floor and then take
the stairs. After some consideration, Qiu Kai decided to take a gamble and climb back in through the window he had climbed out of.
Firstly, he didn't think he would be unharmed if he jumped directly from the second floor, and secondly, he saw a pair of trousers hanging on the second-floor
balcony he should be able to use.
Before Qiu Kai's hand could even touch the fabric of the jeans, his shadow reflected in the window was
spotted .
Hearing the woman's scream, Qiu Kai immediately ripped off the jeans. This violent movement
loosened the towel wrapped around his waist, but with the jeans in hand, Qiu Kai no longer needed the short, narrow towel.
Clutching the jeans, Qiu Kai rushed into the house. Remembering his journey, he knew the balcony led directly to
the living room , and once in the living room, he could leave directly. However, just as he reached the living room, a figure blocked
his way.
"It's you! You're back?"
Naturally, only the woman would appear before Qiu Kai. The two, meeting unexpectedly, froze, but Qiu Kai
reacted first, trying to slip past the woman.
"Don't try to run!" The woman naturally wouldn't let Qiu Kai leave so easily, but even though Qiu Kai was now naked
and had climbed so many floors, his stamina was still much greater than the woman, who was also naked. Seeing that she couldn't stop Qiu Kai…
The woman, quick-witted as ever, immediately grabbed the pair of pants Qiu Kai was holding. She knew these pants very well;
she had just bought them while shopping at noon, washed them, and left them to dry on the balcony—she hadn't even worn them once.
Qiu Kai's movements finally stopped, but at this moment, Qiu Kai
was only focused on escaping; any thoughts of chivalry had vanished. Moreover, this woman was the
mastermind , and she was not within the scope of Qiu Kai's compassion.
"Let go!" With a sudden jerk, the woman, unsteady on her feet, was pulled
towards him . Qiu Kai and the woman collided violently, and the woman was forced to release her grip, freeing Qiu Kai. However,
Qiu Kai ultimately considered their one-night stand as husband and wife, and instead of pushing the woman away, he forced her
to sit on the ground before rushing towards the door.
"You bastard, you bastard! You stop right there! You stop right there..."
Amidst the continuous curses behind him, Qiu Kai, naked from the waist down, carrying a bag and clutching a pair of women's
jeans , disappeared into the night. [This post was edited by creazing on 2017-04-17 07:59]

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