While her husband was away on a business trip, the newlywed woman was sexually assaulted by a lecherous man at home.

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Women seem to be born timid, but when they suddenly become brave, they can be quite startling. To my surprise, she didn't choose to let these men do it in two sessions; she chose to end it all at once.
Perhaps it was the subtle influence of the porn I'd shown her recently!
Later, I learned about her mental state at the time. Knowing she was going to be gang-raped by six strong men all day long, just the thought of it made her feel like her whole body was on fire.
It seems she's fine.
After telling my buddies, they were all incredibly excited, practically itching to get started! We set a time, and from that day on, everyone abstained from sex, looking forward to the revelry a month later!
I also stopped seeing her, allowing her body to build up its sexual energy.
As for the location, one of my buddies said he could find a small villa in the suburbs—a great place to have sex with a woman, no matter what you do. With so many of us, going to a hotel would be too conspicuous; this place was more convenient, freer, and safer. So, the location was decided, and the time was set for the weekend.
A week in advance, I called her just in case she changed her mind, to confirm one last time. She said on the phone she'd see.
On Saturday morning, these guys couldn't wait any longer. Urged on by them, I called her. She initially complained that I disturbed her sleep, then said she'd cancel our plans if I kept her up. Relieved that she hadn't changed her mind, I quickly hung up, telling her to get some rest and wait until tonight. Was it
really going to happen tonight? I found it hard to believe.
She was going to be fucked by all six of us in turns all night; everyone was getting excited.
To be honest, I was worried about whether she could handle it—six burly men!
That evening, I picked her up and drove straight to the suburbs.
When we arrived at the villa, she suddenly hesitated and refused to get out of the car.
I knew that participating in this kind of event would be very challenging for a respectable woman, so I drove to a coffee shop, found a seat opposite her, and listened to soothing piano music while sipping my drink. I tried to calm her anxious nerves. I really couldn't understand women's thoughts; she was about to have sex with several grown men, yet she still acted coy and reserved.
I asked her, "Do you know what they look like?"
She replied, "What do they look like?"
I took out my phone to show her photos, but she suddenly said, "Don't look, I don't want to see, I don't want to know who they are." Slowly, she opened up, saying she didn't want to see their faces, nor did she want them to see hers, fearing she wouldn't be able to face anyone afterward. I told her not to worry, that my friends were absolutely reliable and wouldn't reveal anything, but she still wanted to avoid the awkwardness of face-to-face contact. She even wore a hood to cover her face.
I was prepared, so I took out a black blindfold from my backpack and said, "If you wear this, they won't be able to see you. If you cover your face, you won't be able to breathe." She thought about it and agreed. She tried the blindfold on and felt it was okay, even a bit safer. With my urging, she finally agreed to come into the villa with me. As we walked, she told me not to recognize her if they saw her again, and to pretend we didn't know each other after today. I nodded in agreement. As
we got closer to the villa, her steps grew heavier. When we were almost at the gate, she nervously grabbed my hand, looking left and right. I knew this was a woman's instinctive modesty. Once inside, she was about to have sex with several strangers, and she didn't even know what they looked like or if she knew them.
I opened the gate, pushed her inside, and only after closing it did my heart finally settle down.
Once inside the bedroom, I greeted them. Through the blindfold, she could see the five men in the room. She knew that in a little while, she would be making love to them, being pinned down on the bed and fucked hard. Just thinking about it made her blush.
My friends were very disappointed to see her wearing a blindfold.
I explained to them that women are concerned about their image, and she felt embarrassed to face them directly. Besides, she didn't want to know who was having sex with her, so she came up with the idea of wearing a blindfold. She felt more relaxed knowing she couldn't see anything.
To help her relax and avoid making her feel awkward and unable to fully engage during sex, they finally agreed to accommodate her, but with a condition.
I knew they were up to no good, but I still pulled her aside and pretended to be troubled, whispering to her that I had explained why she was wearing a blindfold, and although they were reluctant, they finally agreed, but they made a harsh condition.
She said, "What do they want?"
I said, "They...they insist..."
I hardened my heart and told her, "They said they won't allow you to wear a blindfold unless you agree to have real sex with them and have them ejaculate inside you." In other words, "You can only choose one: a blindfold or a condom." She was immediately unhappy: "How can they do this? What if I get pregnant without a condom?" She was a little angry and got up to leave.
I quickly stopped her, saying, "You're already here today. If you don't satisfy them, they might cause trouble. They're always like this. They finally have a chance to have sex with a beautiful woman like you, and they won't even let you see their faces. That's why they came up with this terrible idea. Why don't you take off the blindfold? You don't know them anyway." She sat there fiddling with her bag. I could see she was having a fierce internal struggle: was it more important to wear a blindfold to protect her dignity, or for them to wear a condom to protect her body?
Seeing her hesitation, I tried to persuade her further, saying, "If you really don't want to take off the blindfold, just let them have sex with you! Besides, you can always take emergency contraception." I don't know if I was swayed by what I said, but gradually, the idea of being willing to be raped and even get pregnant by them began to overwhelm her rationality, and finally she made up her mind. In the end, she said, "I choose to wear the blindfold." I found it funny at the time. I really couldn't understand what women were thinking. They would rather let strangers ejaculate inside them than not wear a blindfold. They would give up the most direct and fatal thing—the inner self—just to save face.
The deal was struck, and we opened two bottles of the red wine we'd brought. We drank while watching TV, and the men in the room took turns toasting her and urging her to drink. She didn't think much of it, raising her white neck and abandoning her elegant demeanor, gulping down several mouthfuls, thinking that drinking too much would save her embarrassment later. Little did she know that the wine had been specially brought; it was laced with aphrodisiacs, meant to enhance a woman's libido under the influence of alcohol and drugs.
The atmosphere in the room grew increasingly ambiguous. She was already somewhat tipsy, and the initial awkwardness and unpleasantness between the men and women seemed to fade with each toast. Under the influence of the aphrodisiacs, she felt increasingly hot inside.
Looking at this beautiful young woman, the men were aroused, practically drooling. They never imagined they would soon be having sex with this beautiful and gentle newlywed.
I deliberately provoked her, saying, "Dare you take off your clothes in front of us?" I could tell from my provocation that her face turned red instantly, but her natural shyness and reserve kept her sitting there motionless.
"Haha! The girl doesn't want to undress herself, so we'll help her out!" The men, already eager for more, pounced on her. At first, they were hesitant, but seeing she didn't resist, they didn't hold back anymore. They quickly stripped her naked, pushed her onto the bed, kissed her, fondled her breasts, and caressed her entire body. Without any instructions, each man took turns teasing and playing with the beautiful young woman beneath him.
Soon, she couldn't hold back any longer and began to moan softly.
Seeing that the time was right, I suggested, "Let her see what A-Gui is capable of!" I whispered in her ear, "This guy called A-Gui has even made a young woman faint. You'll have to meet him first today." She raised an eyebrow and exclaimed in surprise!
Hearing how capable A-Gui was and that he should go first, she felt a little scared and excited, her body trembling slightly. However, having just drunk some alcohol, she relaxed a bit. Seeing that she didn't object, it was settled, and the famous Mr. Turtle once again gained the privilege of being the first to have sex with this beautiful woman.
Mr. Turtle quickly pulled down his pants, and his dark, enormous penis sprang out like a giant snake, standing erect.
That little hole, which only I had ever enjoyed before, was about to receive the deep penetration of this huge thing; I felt an indescribable excitement.
Mr. Turtle admired the beauty before him up close, finding her increasingly alluring. The young woman's pure and flawless body, her smooth, creamy breasts, her high, firm nipples, and her rounded buttocks made Mr. Turtle lose his mind and his mouth go dry.
Mr. Turtle was about to have sex with Miss Chen. One was a beautiful woman, the other a rogue; one a virtuous young woman, the other a lustful devil; one with a body as soft as silk, the other a lecherous man; one with a fiery figure, the other as strong as an ox. This stark contrast made everyone anticipate how intense the impending storm would be, and how sensual and exciting their intercourse would be!
Faced with such a passionate scene, everyone gathered around to watch what was about to happen.
At this moment, nothing in the entire universe was more exciting than witnessing the lewd sight of Ah Gui's donkey-like genitals uniting with Miss Chen's tender genitals.
Ah Gui kissed and caressed her beautiful and alluring body, finally unable to resist any longer. He straightened up, pressed his fully erect penis against her soft vulva, parted her delicate and smooth labia with one hand, pressed his penis against her vaginal opening, lifted her beautiful legs, and then pressed his penis forward forcefully... "Mmm..." She closed her beautiful eyes slightly, her cheeks flushed, and tenderly savored Ah Gui's entry. His enormous penis had exceeded her limit, almost pushing against her vulva. Her vagina was stretched to its limit, and she arched her back in tension, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, her fingers clenched and straining, desperately trying to withstand the invasion of his penis. Slowly, his penis was gradually enveloped by her warm, narrow, and smooth vagina, until, to everyone's astonishment, she completely swallowed Ah Gui's penis. Seeing this, Ah Gui began to slowly thrust and move on her soft body, their pubic hair rubbing against each other, her snow-white and tender breasts swaying back and forth with Ah Gui's thrusts, an extremely erotic scene.
The pleasure brought by the narrow, warm, and smooth flesh walls inside her vagina made Ah Gui tremble slightly. Looking at her alluring posture beneath him, Ah Gui knew that this woman had completely adapted to his penis, and now he could play a little harder.
Ah Gui lifted Miss Chen's snow-white and smooth buttocks and began to thrust deeper and deeper with each thrust. Before long, Miss Chen was covered in fragrant sweat from his fucking, her small mouth slightly open, panting softly, the intense pleasure increasingly assaulting every excited nerve in her body. Every time Ah Gui's penis penetrated, his enormous member filled her vagina completely, bringing a tremendous sense of fullness. Miss Chen gradually succumbed to the violent intercourse, letting Ah Gui vent his lust on her sacred body.
Under a series of stormy thrusts, the young woman was already completely overwhelmed, feeling increasingly intense pleasure. Electrocution-like sensations coursed through her body. Miss Chen clung tightly to Ah Gui, her legs kicking wildly in the air. With each rough penetration of his penis, her full breasts heaved violently with her breath, radiating a fatal attraction that no man could resist.
Seeing her being fucked so intensely by Ah Gui made me feel a little sorry for her, but then I thought, what's wrong with me? She definitely won't be spared tonight. It doesn't matter who goes first, there's no use feeling sorry for her.
Everyone knows that Ah Gui's sex session takes at least half an hour, so I decided to avoid seeing it and not worry about it. I went to the villa's yard alone, sat down in a chair, looked at the night sky, and lit a cigarette.
I wondered what position she was in while being violated by Ah Gui, and whether he had already ejaculated inside her. All sorts of thoughts swirled in my mind.
Before I knew it, I had smoked several cigarettes. I glanced at my watch; more than half an hour had passed. I figured Ah Gui must be almost done by now, so I went back. But I found that he wasn't finished yet. Ah Gui was still holding his beauty, passionately rolling around in bed. The loud slapping sounds echoed throughout the room. Luckily, the villa was secluded, and no one knew about the passionate affair taking place there.
The onlookers were practically dying of impatience. After Ah Gui brought Miss Chen to several orgasms, he reluctantly ejaculated inside her, urged on by his buddies. For Miss Chen, who was still in her fertile period, being unprotected and having sex with a man could very well result in pregnancy.
The guys were burning with lust!
Ah Gui pulled out his weapon, leaving Miss Chen sprawled on the bed like a limp rag. He then came over and exclaimed, "This little chick is really sensitive. She just had four orgasms." One of the guys next to me gave me a thumbs up and said, "She didn't even faint after being fucked like that by Ah Gui. This woman is really resilient!" Ah Gui said with a look of conquest, "Brothers, go see if she has the strength to get up now!" "Haha..." The others also burst into laughter.
I knew that more awaited her that night. Those men weren't pushovers either; their thick, hard penises were already erect like cannons, waiting for her to soothe them with her gentle body. Miss Chen had no choice but to offer her alluring body to appease these lustful men.
That night was the most humiliating night this newlywed woman had ever experienced. The six of us, these six strong men, had sex with this newlywed woman almost all night long. It was truly a night of passion worth a thousand pieces of gold. Her fair skin, her sensitive body, her thick, long penises, one orgasm after another, one ejaculation after another—the stimulation of gang rape, such a lewd scene, it was truly a man's desire!
That night, the men relentlessly fucked the respectable newlywed woman. A neighbor passed by the villa and stopped, listening intently. His crotch swelled; he'd never witnessed such a spectacular sound before. He wondered what the woman inside looked like; otherwise, he'd probably have to fantasize about her forever.
To be honest, the villa was quite well-equipped, with sex chairs, sex beds, and all sorts of things. That night, they tried countless positions—48 positions, 72 positions—basically anything from porn. They basically filled her up, then took her to the bathroom to shower, and then started the next round. At first, they kept track, but after so many times, they lost track. Eventually, they were so exhausted they couldn't even ejaculate anymore, just thrusting.
She seemed to be lost in the endless orgasms, sometimes losing consciousness, her body becoming increasingly limp. She had an orgasm every twenty or thirty minutes on average, a continuous stream, leaving her breathless and nearly fainting several times.
Stimulated by the aphrodisiac, she had sex with them frantically, sex, and more sex. The prolonged sexual stimulation caused the newlywed woman's nipples to become red and swollen, and her genitals to become a mess. She also experienced countless orgasms, orgasms, and more orgasms.
Several guys, their eyes bloodshot, were like raging bulls, galloping freely over the tender body of this newlywed woman… They all said this woman was a rare gem, with amazing temperament, great skin, a hot body, a perky butt, and an extremely sensitive body. Her moans were alluring, making them want to do more and more. To be honest, she was quite resilient; it was impressive for a woman to withstand six men alone. But with so many of them, her lower body was a complete mess after our relentless assault, draining her of her last bit of strength. However, our union of body and soul allowed her to fully indulge and release her body and mind. Because it was the first time she had experienced such intense stimulation, she didn't even have the strength to get up in the end.
The next day, her legs were weak and she could barely close them. I helped her waddle to the car and took her home. Perhaps she had been too overstimulated, because it took her several days to fully recover.
Later, I heard from that guy that when he got on the bus that day, the shopkeeper next to the villa saw him, and a few idlers even spread the word about it in a serious manner.
Some said, "I wonder whose young lady or wife got ruined by these bastards. I heard women moaning in the villa all night. When I came out, there was only one woman, but there seemed to be seven or eight men. They all looked pretty strong. This girl is really hot. Look at her figure, she's like a willow fairy, a perfect sex object. These bastards got off easy." Several neighbors sighed angrily, "Damn it! Such a beautiful girl, and so many hooligans gang-raped her. It's like all the good cunts are being fucked by dogs. How can such a beauty let so many men fuck her? Can she even handle it? Her legs were trembling when she walked before getting into the car. It's obvious she had sex with men all night. They must have messed with her last night. Tsk tsk." The car drove away, but what they didn't know was that the dirty story of a young woman having a hot group sex with six men was already spreading throughout the neighborhood, told in great detail.
Later, when I went to see her, I learned her true thoughts about agreeing to let them have sex that day. She had only agreed under their pressure, but deep down she also wanted them to do it without condoms. However, her feminine modesty prevented her from saying it. She also said that after entering the room that day, she suddenly had a wanton thought, wanting to completely surrender her body to strangers for their wanton violation, which is why she agreed.
After hearing the story, the group was all shocked. They said that even with the facts presented before them, it was hard to imagine that this elegant and dignified lady would engage in group sex with them. It was truly shocking. How much crazy torment must she, a former school beauty, have endured that night!
Hearing this from the sidelines, the husband could only swallow a bitter drink. Sometimes the truth is hard to accept, truly unbelievable. What kind of torment must his young and charming wife have suffered at the hands of these inhuman beasts that day!
He downed a glass of wine, then said quietly, "That's the truth, but there's something even more shocking!" Hearing that there was something even more shocking, everyone fell silent, waiting for him to continue.
He took another sip and said, "What will shock you even more is that I had to go out that night. They took turns playing with her, and when they got really high, she was almost going crazy. One of the guys suggested teasing her a little, something with a stake." The stake was playing dice, and if she won, there would be no further contact after that. If she lost, she would have to agree to another group sex session, with the number of participants equal to the difference in the dice rolls. Hearing this, Miss Chen's face immediately darkened. She said, "I've already gone this far with you, why won't you leave me alone?" At this moment, one of the men said, "Miss Chen, listen to me. From the moment I saw you today, I was utterly captivated. You are so beautiful! In all my life, I've never been so close to a woman as beautiful, charming, and elegant as you. None of the girls I know can compare to you even a little bit. We really can't bear to part with you, so we'd like to invite you to another gathering with us!" He paused, clearly observing Miss Chen's reaction. Although Miss Chen knew what kind of person he was, flattery never fails. Any beautiful woman would find such words very pleasing, and she softened slightly at Ah Gui's seemingly sincere compliments.
Miss Chen said, "That won't do either. We agreed on this as a one-time thing. You've gone back on your word and are untrustworthy!" Seeing her disagreement, one of the guys thought, "You can't just say that. How can a respectable woman agree to this so easily? Does she have no shame? You have to use some tricks to give her a way out." So he said, "It's okay if you don't agree, as long as you're not afraid of me gossiping!" That's exactly what Miss Chen was afraid of. She said, "Are you threatening me?" "Hehe, you can say I'm threatening you, but what can you do? You have no choice now." Seeing this guy acting like a rogue, Miss Chen had too many concerns at this moment. She was afraid that her husband would find out about her shameful relationship with these hooligans. Thinking of this, Miss Chen suddenly lost her direction.
Miss Chen couldn't find me, didn't know where I was. She was all alone here, and her mind began to waver.
She was a married woman; how could she do such a thing? Her thoughts drifted back to the moment they had pinned her to the bed and ravaged her. Miraculously, her inner turmoil vanished in an instant, replaced by a burning sensation in her lower abdomen. She decided to just do it one last time, and never do it again.
After a moment of struggle, Ms. Chen said, "I can agree to do it one more time with you. But let me make this clear: this is the last time I'm going crazy. Don't contact me again. I want to go back to my old life." See? Just a few simple words, and they had such a powerful effect.
My brothers immediately perked up.
Since we were going to gamble, we needed dice.
Someone in the group produced two dice from somewhere: a regular six-sided die and a high-end twenty-sided die. The question now was, which die to use? They let Ms. Chen choose.
Ms. Chen wasn't stupid; she knew that using the larger die meant the difference in scores between the two sides could be much greater than with the regular die, and she might have to have sex with more men.
To everyone's surprise, Ms. Chen immediately picked the big dice.
Afterwards, Ms. Chen said she knew the consequences of choosing big, knew they just wanted to see her gang-raped by more men, so she fulfilled their wish and picked big!
This sexual gamble was decided by Ms. Chen to throw first. She tossed the dice into the air, and it spun rapidly on the table.
Everyone craned their necks to watch, and finally, it landed with eight points up.
It was the expert among the group's turn. He muttered something like a spell, then tossed the dice, which landed on the table and spun rapidly.
Just as the final result was about to be revealed, the air in the room became extremely tense. Everyone craned their necks, holding their breath, afraid to even breathe.
The dice finally stopped spinning, and everyone saw that it was nineteen points up. This meant Ms. Chen had eight points, and her opponents had nineteen, a difference of eleven points. This meant Ms. Chen would be raped by eleven men next time—it was utterly outrageous.
Miss Chen was also shocked, her mouth agape, but a bet's a bet, and she had no choice but to accept the outcome.
Men enjoy seeing beautiful women gang-raped by more men, and women fantasize about being safely raped by more men; therefore, this was a maximized result, a result that pleased everyone. Everyone was satisfied.
When I returned, they told me the result, and I was also very surprised, wondering how they had convinced her.
But the facts were undeniable, and it was hard to imagine that this elegant and dignified lady in others' eyes would agree to a second group sex session!
"So many people, you'll... kill me!" Miss Chen whispered, looking at the result.
Chapter Four
As for that later incident, a friend suggested, "Let's go to a new place. Let's rent a whole professional sex club." There was a reason for renting that place.
That friend was a public relations manager at a real estate company.
He told me privately, "The situation is tough lately, business is bad. My boss wants me to bribe a few officials, otherwise we can't get the land. There are also a few bank people who need bribes; if they don't cooperate, it'll be hard to get loans." He said, "These guys are hard to deal with. Besides money, they also demand sexual bribes. They're really scum. They even made it clear they don't want prostitutes, they insist on playing with respectable young women. Where am I supposed to find respectable young women for them to fuck?" He said, "I think Miss Chen is quite suitable. Don't we have an agreement with her? Now we have a few extra people, so why not let these bastards have their way with her? After it's done, our boss said everyone will benefit." Since he said that, I didn't stop him and agreed.
He readily agreed to cover the venue and other expenses for their company, which is how the funds came about. He inspected the premises several times and finally rented the entire facilities of a sex club. There were ropes, flight attendant uniforms, nurse uniforms, and various other costumes to dress women up as students, white-collar workers, flight attendants, and even in period costumes. In short, many high-end men and women, due to daily stress and the need for release, are particularly fond of
this. Furthermore, they arranged numerous role-playing sessions for the event, all with very exciting and thrilling content. Each session had a script, and the central theme was the rape of a young, beautiful woman in various scenarios. The aim was to thoroughly ravage a woman through sexual intercourse, subjecting her to the maximum level of abuse a woman can endure during sex, without harming her; on the contrary, it was to give her maximum pleasure and enjoyment.
The real-life events left his cronies incredibly impressed, many speechless with astonishment.
The banquet continued, and someone even asked if there were any more stories.
Actually, after those two encounters, I even had some people I knew gang rape her, though not as many people, so it wasn't as exciting.
I wanted someone like that to have sex with her all night, so that when they met again, she wouldn't know he'd slept with her, but he'd know perfectly well—how exciting would that be!
A long time later, I invited her to play again, but she refused, shaking her head vigorously.
After my constant verbal teasing, coupled with the intense stimulation of our last sexual encounter, just thinking about being pinned down on the bed and brutally fucked in the villa made her blush with shame. It seemed she hadn't forgotten that forbidden passion since then, but a woman is a woman; even if she wanted it, she would never show it.
So I slowly coaxed her, and she finally softened under my sweet words, but requested that there not be so many people—she couldn't handle it.
Of course, I agreed to this small request, thinking we could have a good, exciting game of cat and mouse.
I know some of her and her husband's colleagues and friends, some of whom I'm quite familiar with. I figured if I wanted something exciting, I'd have to look among the people around her.
After some searching, I settled on someone.
Someone asked, "Who did you choose?"
"Guess!"
The group immediately started brainstorming. Some guessed it was her boss, but no.
Some guessed it was her neighbor, but no.
Some guessed it was the security guard in her apartment complex, but still no.
Some guessed it was a relative, but still no.
Everyone urged, "Stop keeping us in suspense and reveal the secret!" Zhang downed another glass of wine before calmly saying, "That person is her husband's boss, surnamed Wang, in his forties, a director. He even attended their wedding, so he's practically an acquaintance of hers." The more they listened, the more excited they became, and they asked, "How did you choose this person?" "I'm friends with her husband too. I heard him talk about it before. He used to work in a state-owned enterprise, but because he chose the wrong side, once his backer fell from grace, he couldn't get by anymore. His boss would sometimes make things difficult for him, and now, right after their wedding, he's been sent on a business trip for a year." "I wanted to help my friend out of trouble, and this was such a perfect opportunity. I thought I'd use this to my advantage and smooth things over with his boss. He wouldn't have to flatter him or spend a penny. If it worked, it might even have a miraculous effect. Wouldn't that be wonderful!" Brilliant! This was truly ingenious, everyone exclaimed in admiration.
I knew this Supervisor Wang too. One day, I went to chat with him, and after a while, the conversation turned to him. Supervisor Wang had a lot of complaints about him, saying that the guy was a real troublemaker, always causing trouble, and that his actions had a very bad influence, making the Party Secretary and me very angry. It took a lot of effort to suppress him. So, more than half a year ago, we sent him away to reflect on his actions, so we could have some peace and quiet.
I thought to myself, "We should thank you for sending him away, otherwise, where would I have this opportunity?" I told Supervisor Wang, "He's away on a business trip, and he asked me to come today so he can use me to express his thoughts." Supervisor Wang asked, "What are his thoughts?"
I said, "He wanted me to tell you that he's young and doesn't understand things, and that you shouldn't take it to heart." Manager Wang asked, "Did he really say that to you? Why didn't he say it to my face?" I said, "He was too embarrassed to say it in person, so he asked me to be the middleman." Manager Wang asked, "He thinks an apology is all it takes to make a mistake? It's not that easy!" I said, "Of course we can't let him off so easily. To show his sincerity, he wants his wife to apologize to you in person." Manager Wang was a little confused. "He won't come himself, but his wife will apologize to me?" I said, "Yes, firstly because he's away on a business trip and it's inconvenient for him, and secondly because he's worried you might not like it." "I understand, that's why I wanted his wife to come. Isn't it easier for men and women to communicate?" Manager Wang retorted, "Nonsense, rubbish! Easy for men and women to communicate? His wife doesn't know anything about his affairs, how can she communicate with her?" I said, "Don't worry, you don't need to talk to her about work. She's mainly here to calm you down. To show sincerity, he wants his wife to communicate with you in a special way, as a way of apologizing." Manager Wang asked, "A special way? What do you mean?" I said, "I want to arrange a day, find a quiet place, for his wife to meet with you, to have a deeper understanding and proper communication, and to show you through concrete actions." "Express his apology." Manager Wang sensed something amiss and hurriedly asked, "Deep contact? What kind of actual action? What do you mean?" I said, "You've been through this before, don't you know how deep contact between men and women works? His wife is here to help you vent your anger. As for the specifics of how it happens, how it's communication, whether it's oral sex or other forms of physical contact, that's up to your preference. What do you think?" Manager Wang had already figured out what I meant and urged me, "Really? Stop beating around the bush, just tell me directly, be more specific." I said, "Sure, to help you vent your anger, I want his wife to have direct physical contact with you. What's the matter?" "Let's discuss all the issues in bed. Holding such a beautiful young woman should help you calm down. You can do whatever you want to her. If you wish, you can enjoy her until dawn, until you've calmed down. What do you say?" Manager Wang wasn't stupid. He was stunned and refused to believe it, saying, "Really? You don't need to do this. How can I accept this?" I persuaded him, "This is her intention, and she's sincere. Just accept it." Manager Wang was actually a lecherous old man who had long coveted her beauty. He didn't expect her to offer herself up this time. How could he let it go? After pretending to be modest twice, he finally agreed. However, he was still skeptical, saying, "Is this really true? Is Xiao Chen willing to suffer such a great injustice for her husband?" I said, "Absolutely." I then told Manager Wang the conditions: a sexually transmitted disease and an AIDS test report, and that she had to be blindfolded. Afterward, we would all pretend that nothing had happened and not mention it. Manager Wang agreed to everything! He also promised not to tell anyone about this, and to pretend nothing happened even in front of him.
I whispered in his ear, "No matter what he did to upset you before, this time you can take it out on his young and beautiful wife." Manager Wang laughed so hard he couldn't stop.
"Also, I told you that if you want to fully experience their unreserved sincerity, you have to make sure there's no barrier between you and Xiao Chen, to the point of complete intimacy!" Manager Wang asked, savoring the experience. "What do you mean by 'no barrier'?" I said, "It means no condoms needed. A respectable young woman, it's so much more exciting without condoms! Not only that, but ejaculation inside is fine too. Before he left, he specifically told me that to show their sincerity, you should touch her as you please, have sex with her as you please, don't be shy, just go all out, don't hold back, make sure you have a good time!" Manager Wang said shyly. "Isn't this a bit too much?" I told him. "It's alright, this is just a sign of their sincerity. Who told him to upset you? Now his wife has to apologize with her body." Manager Wang nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Oh right, I almost forgot, let's call the Party Secretary too, let him vent his anger as well. I can't keep this good thing to myself! Let's share the benefits, what do you say? But, can Xiao Chen handle this?" I said, "Don't worry, it's alright, this is the price they have to pay. Besides, women need men to serve them well at night so they can be radiant during the day, hahaha!" Manager Wang also laughed heartily in agreement!
So I arranged with him to meet at a hotel in the suburbs one weekend for this secret apology trip. He took note, but was still a little skeptical. "Don't tell me you're just trying to fool me with some random prostitute," I said. "Do you know Xiao Chen?" Manager Wang asked. "Yes, I've met her a few times. She's quite pretty," I said. "Okay, if you don't believe me, you can wait for her in the hotel lobby beforehand to see if it's really her. But you should wear sunglasses or something so she doesn't recognize you, otherwise it'll be difficult to meet her again." Manager Wang asked, "Why wait for her in the hotel lobby?" I said, "She's shy. As soon as she enters the room, she'll put on an eye mask to avoid acquaintances meeting her. It would be embarrassing, and it would be difficult to meet her again." Manager Wang said repeatedly, "Good, good, good idea."
I said, "Then it's settled. The secretary and you will attend. I'll be the matchmaker, so you don't need to feel guilty." Manager Wang nodded repeatedly.
Soon, their STD and AIDS test results were ready. It turned out they frequently visited prostitutes, so they were used to these kinds of tests and knew exactly what they were doing. Everything was ready; they just had to wait for the weekend.
Little did she know, the person she was going to have sex with this time was someone she knew.
The weekend finally arrived. They had already checked into a hotel, and when we arrived, we sat down in the lobby, ordered drinks, and Ms. Chen tried to calm her turbulent emotions. I took the opportunity to text Manager Wang, saying we had arrived and he should come down and check if it was Ms. Chen.
A few minutes later, among the sparsely populated lobby, I spotted Manager Wang wearing sunglasses. I gave him a slight greeting. He circled us a couple of times, staring intently at the gentle, charming young woman in a white dress beside me, confirming I wasn't lying. Then he gestured and went back to his room to wait. A moment later, I, with a nervous Ms. Chen in my arms, also took the elevator.
Before entering the room, Ms. Chen put on a blindfold, completely unaware of the earlier incident where she was being "inspected. "
Once inside, I told Manager Wang that Ms. Chen had started her period two weeks prior and was currently in her fertile period; her tender body was so sensitive that she could easily become pregnant, and they didn't need to use a condom and could ejaculate inside her—they were overjoyed!
What happened that night was self-evident. Those two lecherous old men were having a blast, venting all their anger towards her husband on her body. They were incredibly vigorous, even taking handfuls of aphrodisiacs. They only realized how tight this newlywed woman's vagina was after they started having sex! They were ecstatic, wanting to keep going all night. They even brought some SM toys, using them on her after they got tired, bringing her to the brink of orgasm before switching to real sex. They tormented her all night, bringing her to multiple orgasms until she was almost too exhausted to move.
These cronies listened, wide-eyed with excitement. One of them
asked curiously, "So, after their boss slept with his wife all night, did anything change?" He replied, "After that night, his boss felt better. He thought, 'He let me have my way with his wife all night, even murderers don't have to behead each other, so what's the big deal?' He stopped giving him a hard time, thinking, 'I'll forgive you for your wife serving me all night.' He quickly transferred him back, praised him for being quick-witted and capable, and even promoted him." He added, "His husband was completely oblivious, not knowing why his boss suddenly changed his attitude. He thought it was a reward for his hard work. Little did he know, it was all thanks to his wife's passionate night.
And she, of course, didn't know that she played a significant role in her husband's career advancement." It seems I actually helped him out; that one night of intimacy actually turned them from enemies to friends.
Of course, this kind of turning enemies into friends is conditional: these so-called enemies must be men; if they are women, it won't work.
Everyone said, "You slept with someone's wife and even did them a good deed, that's amazing! Cheers!" Only then did the husband realize why he had been transferred back, why his boss's attitude towards him had changed, and why he had miraculously received a promotion—all thanks to his wife exchanging her body.
**********Chapter 5**********
After a few more drinks, some people continued to pry, "Did you do it again?" Zhang thought for a moment and said, "After that, I only did it one last time. It stopped after her husband came back." Everyone was quite enthusiastic and urged him to continue.
Zhang took a sip of his drink and said, "Later, I set my sights on someone else. This guy is quite familiar with her; they see each other almost every day." Everyone immediately became interested and asked curiously, "See each other every day? That's interesting. Who is it?" Zhang said, "This guy is her colleague. They work in the same office every day, and he takes good care of her. I guess this young man also has feelings for her, maybe even a little bit. Maybe he's all talk and no action. I thought I'd let this guy have his way and plant a seed of ambiguity for you guys. I really want to see how things turn out." "If you work together and something like this happens, and the woman is completely unaware that the man has slept with her, how would they feel when they meet, have meetings, or anything like that?" I arranged to meet the young man at a coffee shop one day. When he arrived, he was indeed quite handsome. I said, "I'm Ms. Chen's friend. I'd like to talk to you about something today." Upon hearing "Ms. Chen," the young man immediately became enthusiastic, calling me "brother" and asking what it was about. I mysteriously told him, "It's good news; you've struck it lucky." The young man was confused.
I said, "Ms. Chen said you're quite attentive to her, right?" The young man smiled shyly and said, "Of course!" I said, "A beautiful woman is sought after by a gentleman; it's only natural that you have feelings for her!" The young man remained silent.
I leaned closer to him and said, "Do you want to get closer to her?" The young man's eyes widened, and he asked, "Get closer? What do you mean?" I scolded, "Idiot, you don't even know how men and women get close? Do I need to explain?" The young man was smart and immediately understood. He said, "Of course I know, but how is that possible? She's already married." I said, "Never mind the possibility, just say it straight, are you going to do it or not?" The young man said, "If this is such a good thing, of course I'll do it, but I have to let her husband know." "What if she finds out?" I said. "Her husband is away on a business trip. Besides, this is a secret between you, me, and me. If we don't tell, who will know? Don't worry! I'll handle the rest." The young man said, "With you saying that, I'm relieved." I arranged a weekend with him, told him the time and place, and then told him her conditions: the AIDS report, and that we shouldn't mention it afterwards. The young man immediately agreed. He swore he wouldn't reveal it to anyone and would pretend nothing had happened, even in front of Ms. Chen.
After we settled things, the young man left beaming.
When he got to the office, Ms. Chen was there too. The young man couldn't help but be suspicious. She was supposed to be with him, so why wasn't she showing any signs of intimacy? The young man spent a agonizing week filled with suspicion, fantasizing about her countless times. A few days later, the report was finished.
After I showed Ms. Chen the young man's report, she suddenly said she didn't want to work there anymore. I asked her why, and she said her husband had received a notice to end his business trip early and was about to be transferred back.
A thought flashed through my mind, and I immediately understood—it was Manager Wang who had pulled some strings, allowing her husband to be transferred back ahead of schedule.
I said, "Okay, then let's consider this one last crazy time, a souvenir. I've only found one person, just the three of us, for one last time." Finally, she reluctantly agreed.
On the weekend, I drove Ms. Chen to the meeting place and picked up the young man. Ms. Chen had put on a blindfold beforehand, afraid of a direct confrontation. The three of them were silent the whole way. The young man kept staring at Ms. Chen. He never imagined he could so easily manipulate this beautiful woman he saw every day. He couldn't believe that the gentle, dignified, and beautiful Ms. Chen was actually sitting next to him, and he could do *that* with her in a moment—it was like a dream.
I found an abandoned factory in the suburbs, parked the car there, and helped Ms. Chen out. Two men supported a gentle young woman and walked into the abandoned factory. The rest is history. We stripped her naked and took turns ravaging her delicate body. In this final, frenzied moment, she let loose, doing whatever we asked, however we wanted. The passionate
events that unfolded in the abandoned factory are left to your imagination; I'll omit a thousand words here.
After the frenzy, I prepared to watch the show, because they had to go to work the next day.
After she went to work, the young man happened to run into her in the elevator. She was wearing a white dress and greeted them. As the elevator ascended, he initially felt a little awkward, but then he saw her acting as usual, as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing freely with him. It seemed she genuinely didn't know he had slept with her.
He tentatively asked her, "Where did you go this weekend?"
She was taken aback at first, her face flushed slightly, then she quickly regained her composure and said calmly, "Nowhere, just stayed home and caught up on sleep." He thought to himself, women really know how to act. Looking at her now, and remembering how she had been all sweet and coquettish when she had taken off her clothes and let him have his way with her yesterday, he was truly aroused and couldn't control himself.
Seeing that she didn't do anything unusual, he relaxed. From then on, during meetings and communications, he felt that he and she had a better understanding of each other, and they felt closer.
Everyone said, "And then what happened?"
I said, "I secretly told her that among the people she had slept with were people she knew, or even people she was quite familiar with!" This startled her, and she quickly asked me, "Who are they?"
I didn't tell her, letting her guess for herself, and said, "Don't worry, we all signed a confidentiality agreement. Even if you meet them, they won't acknowledge you. Just pretend this never happened." Because of this, she berated me, saying that I ruined her reputation.
I said, "It's all over now, too late for regrets. Who told you to say you didn't care if we knew each other? I thought you were just looking for a thrill, encouraging me to have someone you knew sleep with you!" From then on, whenever she saw a man she knew, she'd wonder if he'd slept with her.
It's so frustrating, she slept with someone and didn't even know who, while he knew it was me!
Everyone said, "And then what happened?"
He said, "Then her husband came back, and we didn't contact each other much anymore. After playing with her for so long, it was time to give her back to her husband." He said, "Her husband came back with her and gifts, thanking Manager Wang. Manager Wang kept glancing at Ms. Chen while chatting with him, thinking how good this woman was at acting. That day she was moaning sweetly under him, but today she acted like nothing had happened." Manager Wang couldn't resist teasing her husband, "You're really lucky, you've got such a gentle and beautiful wife. You've been away on business for so long, you'd better pamper her when you get home! Hahaha!" All three of them agreed. The unspoken understanding remained, yet each person interpreted it differently. Ms. Chen and her husband both laughed awkwardly. Manager Wang waved his hand and said, "Alright, go home!" Everyone asked, "Did she find out who slept with her later?" I said, "She eventually found out, a year later. The young man was leaving for another city, and Ms. Chen was reluctant to part with him. Before leaving, he specially invited Ms. Chen to dinner. During the meal, he mustered up his courage and said to her, 'I have something I want to tell you, but please don't be angry when you hear it, okay?' She smiled and said, 'Go ahead, I won't be angry.' He said, 'You will always be my woman.'"
She froze, then snapped angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting? I'll get angry if you say another word!" He continued, "On a certain day, in an abandoned factory, two men and a beautiful young woman... I'll never forget that wonderful day." She was completely stunned, only recovering after a long while, before saying, "So it was you? I had such a hard time guessing! I never expected it to be you." The events of that day replayed in her mind, and Miss Chen was overwhelmed with shame. In front of a man she subconsciously harbored feelings for, she had made such a fool of herself. He had seen her entire body, and she had been violated so thoroughly that day—it was all so shameful! He nodded, saying, "I promised not to acknowledge you, but I couldn't help myself. Do you hate me?" She gulped down her drink, then smiled with relief, "I don't hate you. Now I finally know it was you. Since it was you, I can let it go." The story was over, and everyone sighed with emotion.
Although he had slept with someone else's wife so many times, in the end he had at least helped them out, so it wasn't all for nothing.
After everyone had drunk their fill, they dispersed. Before leaving, he instructed, "These words came from my mouth but not yours; don't spread them around, lest they ruin his reputation." Everyone patted their chests and guaranteed, and only then was he relieved.
**********Chapter Six Epilogue**********
The husband stumbled home and confronted his wife. She immediately knelt down, crying and begging for his forgiveness. Only then did he realize that his pure and innocent wife had indeed been defiled. His wife
said that she had initially resisted and knelt down, pleading with this scoundrel to let her go. But this scoundrel exploited her weakness of being timid and unable to resist, repeatedly raping her. Because he was far away abroad, she dared not tell him, and was afraid of losing face by reporting it to the police, so she could only endure it time and time again. Unexpectedly, he became increasingly brazen, even gathering more than ten people to gang rape her. Eventually, she almost resigned herself to her fate.
What he found most unacceptable was that the culprit was actually his so-called good friend. This beast, who usually treated his wife with utmost respect, had repeatedly raped her while he was away, wantonly defiling her and doing whatever he pleased with her. He was truly capricious, not only satisfying himself but also enticing thugs to gang rape his wife multiple times. For over a year, his pure and innocent wife had become a tool for these lecherous wolves to vent their lust. He had truly made a terrible mistake in choosing his friends!
According to Zhang, over the past year, he and six accomplices repeatedly raped his wife in various locations, including cars, hotels, and the suburbs, using threats and intimidation. They forced her to have sex 82 times, with a total of 94 men having sexual relations with her (Zhang recalled 1 time with 6 men, 1 time with 11 men, 1 time with 3 men, 1 time with 2 men, and 74 times with 1 man). It's unimaginable that his wife suffered so much abuse, that so many thugs violated her.
What's most despicable is that these thugs were like wolves, each time having sex with her more than once, only stopping when they were exhausted. It's unimaginable how these beasts could treat his wife so brutally.
He wanted to sue them, but it was futile; even if he did, he might not win and would only end up humiliated.
What's most infuriating is that he actually publicized his affairs and pregnancies with other men's wives at the dinner table—it's utterly outrageous!
The husband, unable to swallow this insult, secretly hid a weapon and went to find Zhang, thus beginning a criminal case… Reader, how do you think this matter will be resolved?
[The End]

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