Encountering a pervert

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At 9 PM, the city streets were brightly lit. Many men and women in office buildings had just finished their day's work and were dragging their weary bodies home. But no one could have imagined that in a dimly lit restroom of a high-end office building, a beautiful woman with large breasts and a voluptuous figure was hiding. She wore only pink, sexy lace lingerie and sheer black stockings. Her pretty face was streaked with tears, and though she looked haggard, her eyes were resolute.

This pitiful beauty had recovered from her initial panic. She glanced at her phone one last time, made up her mind, and embarked on a thrilling adventure.

Fang Keshi quietly approached the restroom door and peered out. The corridor lights were already off; the dark corridor resembled a gaping maw, swallowing everything that stepped inside. But there was no other way; only by passing through the darkness could she see the light. Come on.

Fang Keshi cautiously took her first step outside. It was pitch black outside; all the office doors in the building were made of glass, with faint light filtering through the windows from the streetlights outside. Using this dim light, Fang Keshi groped her way forward, keeping her phone on silent mode to avoid attracting attention.

Fortunately, the route wasn't complicated, and she quickly arrived at the upper left entrance of the I-shaped corridor's staircase. The door was closed.

Fang Keshi gently pushed it, only to find it locked.

Panic gripped her; why was the building management locking the door?

There was no other way but to use another door. Without

time to think, Fang Keshi ran towards the lower right corner of the I-shaped corridor's staircase, her high heels clicking crisply in the empty corridor.

This time the door wasn't locked, much to Fang Keshi's delight. She gently pushed it open, the hollow metal door creaking loudly, a jarring sound that startled her into immobility in the dark stairwell. Only after the noise stopped did she slowly enter the stairwell. Unlike the corridors on each floor, the stairwells were equipped with motion-activated lights, but the noise from Fang Keshi opening the door hadn't turned them on. Fang Keshi felt relieved; she was still in darkness. Now, all she had to do was go down to the twelfth floor to get to the company and change clothes. Slightly excited, Fang Keshi headed downstairs.

The pitch-black stairwell was eerily silent, devoid of light and sound, like a vacuum. In this darkness, Fang Keshi, clutching her ample breasts, carefully groped her way down the stairs along the wall. Her small, stockinged feet in high heels tiptoed, each step like an elegant kitten. Although Fang Keshi's nerves remained tense, she was no longer panicked; her escape plan was progressing smoothly. Soon she arrived at the 13th floor; it would only take 2-3 minutes to get back to the company. She felt a surge of joy and excitement. But she didn't realize that danger was lurking nearby.

As Fang Keshi entered the 14th-floor stairwell, a pair of eyes in the darkness had already locked onto her. Halfway up her floor, a pair of fierce, hungry eyes gleamed with green flames, stalking their beautiful prey.

Although the owner of these eyes couldn't see Fang Keshi's entire face, her pretty back view alone was enough to ignite his lust. These eyes had been lurking in the stairwell above the 14th floor, and the moment Fang Keshi opened the door, she had fallen into the predator's trap.

Seeing Fang Keshi cautiously open the door and warily look around, the lecherous man was extremely excited. The prey he had been waiting for all night had finally taken the bait. He had already confirmed Fang Keshi's presence in the bathroom; her alluring perfume had betrayed her.

But the lecherous man didn't rush into action. He wanted to slowly toy with his prey, first stimulating her until Fang Keshi realized she was being targeted, instilling fear in her, then quietly disappearing to give her hope. He would then quietly watch her walk into his carefully laid trap, waiting for the sexy beauty to lower her guard and think the nightmare was about to end before suddenly striking, grabbing her, dragging her into the darkness, slowly playing with and ravaging her body, tormenting her mind, trapping her in a vortex of desire from which she couldn't escape, ultimately making her completely subservient to him.

Fang Keshi was completely unaware that the lecherous man was slowly approaching from behind.

She was moving down the stairs, reaching the turn in the middle of the floor, preparing to turn back.

Only half a floor left to the twelfth floor. Fang Keshi couldn't contain her elation; she hadn't expected to escape the bathroom so easily.

Her steps became even lighter, her large breasts heaving under her arms, the waves of milk rippling, her fleshy buttocks trembling even more freely without the restraint of her skirt.

Suddenly, Fang Keshi felt a gust of wind rush towards her from behind in the darkness, as if an invisible net had tightly ensnared her. In an instant, a black mass rushed towards her face with incredible speed, covering her sexy little mouth.

At the same time, her waist and the arm holding the phone were tightly locked by an arm like an iron clamp, dragging her backward with such force that it almost severed Fang Keshi's body in two.

Fang Keshi was completely unprepared for this sudden attack; her mind went blank, and she instantly lost all resistance, instinctively wanting to scream.

But the moment she opened her mouth, she felt a white cloth being forcefully pulled into her sexy little mouth.

The speed was so fast that Fang Keshi forgot to resist with her teeth. Taking advantage of her fright, the assailant grabbed the white object in front of her eyes, clenched it into a ball, and forcefully shoved it into her mouth. The three fingers, clasped together like iron pestles, were forcefully pushed into Fang Keshi's small mouth. The first two knuckles were completely stuffed into her mouth, while the thumb and little finger pinched her cheeks tightly, forcing her already small mouth open completely, unable to close, like having a gag in her mouth. Her tongue, facing the sudden invasion, was powerless against its plump owner, firmly pressed against the back of her throat by the foreign object, unable to move.

The pervert shoved three or four times in succession, until Fang Keshi's mouth was almost completely filled with the foreign object. Her cheeks bulged from the sudden intrusion, drawing a cute arc on her pretty face, like an inflated pufferfish.

A familiar fragrance mixed with the masculine stench wafted into Fang Keshi's nostrils, rushing straight to her nerves.

Fang Keshi realized that this was part of the shirt the pervert had taken from her in the bathroom to masturbate, and the person attacking her was the same pervert from the bathroom.

Fang Keshi's heart sank into an ice cave, extreme fear spreading throughout her body.

Thinking of what the pervert had done in the bathroom, if she were caught, she would surely become his sex toy, unable to live or die.

Fear and despair stimulated Fang Keshi's nerves, and she instinctively began to resist violently.

The hand holding the skirt instinctively reached back to hit the pervert, but unfortunately, her back was too weak and had no effect. At the same time, she frantically shook her head to get rid of the thing stuffed in her mouth, but it was impossible.

At this moment, the pervert used his fingertips to shove the last piece of fabric into Fang Keshi's mouth, while simultaneously pushing it into both sides of her mouth to ensure that the fabric filled every space, leaving no air, almost suffocating Fang Keshi.

Fang Keshi screamed for help, but barely a sound escaped her lips; she could only manage a faint, mosquito-like whimper.

Seeing that her cries for help were futile, the lecherous man tightened his grip on her waist with one hand, pulling her backward and causing her to lose her balance and fall into his arms. With his other hand, he grabbed her wrist, which was attempting to attack him, and twisted it backward forcefully.

Although Fang Keshi regularly exercised to maintain her figure, her workouts were primarily yoga and aerobics. Furthermore, women are generally weaker than men, and given that her attacker was an extremely perverted lecherous man, her strength was negligible. Her arm was easily twisted behind her back, and with a powerful pull, Fang Keshi lost her balance and fell into his arms.

At the same time, she felt a wet, salty sensation on her neck—the lecherous man was licking her!

Fang Keshi, filled with shame and indignation, writhed wildly in the lecher's arms, resisting. But the lecher only became more excited, rubbing his lower body against Fang Keshi's plump, stocking-clad buttocks. Fang Keshi clearly felt a hard, erect object violating her fleshy buttocks; she knew what it was without a doubt. This reminded her of her experience on the tram that morning, filling her with inexplicable sorrow. Just

as the lecher was enjoying Fang Keshi's beautiful body with both hands, footsteps echoed from the depths of the stairwell. Though distant, they were clear; someone had entered the stairwell.

Both the lecher and Fang Keshi froze. Fang Keshi seized the opportunity and jerked backward. The lecher lost his balance and fell backward, crashing into the wall. Fang Keshi immediately ran forward, but the lecher firmly gripped her wrist. He pulled her back sharply, causing her to stumble and be mercilessly dragged back. This time, the lecher deliberately rammed into her, causing Fang Keshi to collide head-on with him, making her see stars.

By the dim light of her phone, Fang Keshi saw a tall, strong, and completely naked man standing face to face with her. The man's face was contorted, his features extremely distorted, and his face deathly pale. It wasn't a human face at all; it was a twisted, vengeful ghost. His two dark, hollow eyes stared straight at her, his mouth gaping open as he gasped for breath, his white teeth faintly visible. Fang Keshi was terrified. Her instinct was to scream, but her tightly sealed mouth could only produce a faint, inaudible whimper.

This was the first time the pervert had seen Fang Keshi's pretty face up close. He hadn't expected this voluptuous beauty to possess such a sweet and pretty face. Although her face was haggard from fear and tears, it couldn't hide her striking features and youthful vitality.

The pervert's genitals swelled even more violently. Taking advantage of Fang Keshi's shock and inability to resist, he grabbed her sexy bra and ripped it off with a loud thud. The pervert was stunned once again. Fang Keshi's two watermelon-sized breasts were suddenly freed from their restraints. The two round, large 39-inch mounds of flesh rushed towards the pervert, colliding with each other. The already enormous K-cup bra was far too small in the face of these huge breasts. The moment they were freed from the bra, every pore on the surface of her breasts opened rapidly, greedily drawing in air, quickly expanding the already huge breasts into perfect spheres, hanging on her chest as if defying gravity, making one doubt whether her enormous roundness was real.

The delicate nipples at the top of her breasts were unusually small, like two red beans embedded in the huge breast flesh, forming a stark contrast with the plump breasts.

The delicate nipples trembled under the pervert's wolfish gaze, desperately burying themselves in the breast flesh.

But the lecherous man wasn't about to let them go. Those two enormous breasts were right there, within his grasp.

One hand instinctively reached for one of the rounded breasts, his five thick fingers outstretched as far as they could, and he grabbed it.

The instant his fingers touched the flesh, he was captivated by the full, smooth texture. Although the lecherous man's hand was enormous, his fully extended hand could only cover a quarter of the breast. Once his palm enveloped the tip, he could feel the delicate bud hidden within, small yet exceptionally firm. With a firm grip, his fingers sank into the massive breast, and the full, plump flesh immediately overflowed from between his fingers. The skin on the surface of the breast was incredibly taut; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the smooth, delicate surface and perfect, alluring shape. Instead, he was firmly drawn into the flesh, unable to extricate himself.

The lecherous man fondled the enormous, bouncy breast, which seemed to possess a life of its own, changing shape under his fingers' kneading and squeezing, only to instantly return to its perfect spherical form as soon as his fingers left. It was as if the breasts were mocking his impotence, enticing him to ravage them even more forcefully.

Fang Keshi, in pain from the man's pinching, tears streaming down her beautiful face, struggled to escape his clutches. Her futile resistance only intensified the throbbing of her breasts.

The lecherous man, his mouth dry and burning with lust, opened his blood-red maw and took the tip of Fang Keshi's other enormous breast into his mouth.

The pervert's tongue, like a snake, snaked and crawled over the large breasts. The smooth flesh and the pink and hard nipples were instantly wet with the pervert's saliva. The nipples were constantly attacked by the tip of his tongue. The bumps on the tongue scraped the surface of the nipples quickly and repeatedly. The pink nipples had nowhere to hide. Like their owner, they were pitiful and helpless, and could only endure the pervert's merciless and terrible torture.

Fang Keshi's already sensitive breasts fell into the control of the lecherous man, shamelessly toyed with. The intense stimulation felt like steel needles piercing her heart, each needle threaded with a thin, shameful thread that wound through her veins and nerves, spreading to every inch of her skin and every cell, gradually weaving a vast and unbreakable web of desire. Fang Keshi was like a beautiful butterfly, every inch of her skin firmly stuck to this web, unable to move. Around the web, countless spiders of pleasure stirred restlessly along its edges. Fang Keshi watched in terror as these spider-like sensations crawled out of the darkness, slowly creeping along the web... He slowly approached, moaning and writhing wildly, but this only fueled the lecherous demon's frenzied fondling of her breasts. One, two, ten, a hundred—suddenly, all desire surged towards Fang Keshi like a tidal wave, crawling densely across her sexy body. A tingling sensation, like an electric current, coursed through her entire being. And these desires didn't stop there; they seeped into her body through her mouth, ears, nostrils, and even her vulva, relentlessly tearing at every cell. Fang Keshi, this alluring butterfly, finally gave up her last resistance. Her starry eyes lost their light, replaced by desperate shame and endless desire.

Gradually, Fang Keshi's body began to tremble uncontrollably, a strange pleasure rising from the depths of her heart under the demon's stimulation.

Fang Keshi sadly closed her eyes and turned her face away, trying to suppress this primal desire. But her honest body shattered all her efforts. The lecher clearly felt Fang Keshi's body gradually getting hot, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her snow-white skin. The two buds at the top of her huge breasts gradually sprouted and grew, turning from a tender little sister into a shy young girl. The lecher smiled lightly. It seemed that this stunning beauty's heart was as fiery as her appearance. She was already aroused by the slightest stimulation. If she could be trained in time, she would definitely become a top-quality sex animal.

Thinking this, the lecherous man forcefully sucked on one of Fang Keshi's nipples, making a slurping sound, as if trying to draw out the nectar from her enormous breasts. His other hand first used his thumbnail to repeatedly scratch the already stimulated and erect nipple. Feeling the nipple swell, he suddenly pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing and pulling it outwards. Once stretched, he released it, and the nipple, like a bullied little sister, instantly bounced back into the embrace of her large breasts for comfort. But the lecherous man wasn't about to let it go, continuing to tease and pull with his nails, dragging the delicate nipple out of her breasts and tormenting it repeatedly.

He then inserted a thigh between Fang Keshi's legs, forcefully lifting her onto his thick thigh, and then slammed it against the bushy foliage concealing her honeyed orifice.

Fang Keshi was pinned against the wall by the lecherous man, with nowhere to escape. She was completely at his mercy, utterly powerless against his skilled hands. Lust had already consumed her entire body, and fear was gradually replaced by shame and pleasure. Her vagina once again betrayed her, leaking vaginal fluid that soaked her thin pantyhose. The

naked lecherous man felt Fang Keshi's fluids on his thighs, becoming even more excited. It seemed tonight would be a sleepless night.

After playing with her for a while, the lecherous man reluctantly released Fang Keshi's nipples, pulling the limp Fang Keshi back into his arms. He twisted Fang Keshi's two jade-like arms behind his back, firmly gripping them with a large hand, preventing her from escaping. At the same time, he picked up the sexy bra from the ground, tested its elasticity, and then used it as a rope to tightly bind Fang Keshi's wrists. To ensure Fang Keshi couldn't escape, he also tied another part of Fang's shirt horizontally between her wrists, creating a cross with the bra, completely locking Fang Keshi's arms.

During the binding process, Fang Keshi still held tightly to her phone, her last lifeline.

The pervert saw this and tried to pry Fang Keshi's fingers apart, intending to smash the phone. But then he thought, he didn't know the beauty's identity, and his own phone was dead. With this phone, he could better control this sexy woman. So he slid the phone down Fang Keshi's plump buttocks and into her pantyhose.

In a daze, Fang Keshi realized that the pervert not only wanted to rape her but also control her. What would happen next? Would she really be taken away and ravaged by the pervert?

Her life was about to be swallowed by endless darkness.

In an instant, the instinct for survival spurred Fang Keshi to fight back. At this moment, the pervert was stuffing a phone into her pantyhose from behind. In a split second, Fang Keshi raised her right foot and kicked the pervert's groin with the heel of her high-heeled right foot. The blow hit him hard. The pervert was caught off guard and instantly covered his penis and knelt on the ground. Fang Keshi seized the moment and ran forward desperately. As soon as Fang Keshi took a step, her body suddenly sank. Her other ankle was grabbed tightly by the pervert. How could he give up such a rare and sexy beauty who was already in his mouth?

The pervert was still panting, but he wouldn't let go. Fang Keshi struggled desperately, her beautiful black-stockinged leg firmly held. Her voluptuous thighs were so fleshy and alluring, making one want to grab and caress them. Her slender calves had graceful lines that conveyed a sense of strength, while her small, black-stockinged foot, hidden inside the shoe, was twisting and turning, trying to break free from the pervert's clutches.

The pervert gradually recovered, looked up, and immediately saw the perfect, sexy foot and shiny high heels in his hand. His desire was irresistible. He endured the pain in his lower body, slowly got up, and knelt on one knee. However, he didn't let go of Fang Keshi's ankle. Instead, he forcefully pulled her small, black-stockinged foot towards his face. Fang Keshi was shocked by the immense force. Looking back, she immediately felt despair. Her arms were tied behind her back, one leg was on the ground and she was barely standing, while the other leg was pulled up at a forty-degree angle by the pervert. Let alone escaping, even maintaining her balance was difficult. Her escape had failed.

The pervert used his other hand to pinch the bottom of the high heel and gently pulled it off, like lifting a bride's red veil. He was immediately stunned. A beautiful and alluring size 38 foot was revealed before his eyes. The five plump toes were smooth and round, like peeled quail eggs. Each cute toe had a carefully trimmed pink nail, oval in shape, with the edge not exceeding the toe pad, like exquisite ornaments inlaid on the delicate toes. At this moment, the five toes were tightly curled together in fear, wrapped in black stockings, like a delicacy, making one want to put it in their mouth. The sole of the foot was smooth and tender, showing a beautiful arc. The middle was snow-white and delicate, while the forefoot and heel, which were on the ground more often, were slightly red. The entire sole was red and white, and the curling caused by the force created fine lines, like waves, making one unable to resist touching it.

Her instep was smooth and strong, with clearly visible blue veins. She jumped straight up in excitement, her small foot perfectly wrapped in black stockings, creating a beautiful curve. Her fair skin was hidden under the black stockings, mysterious and alluring, revealing a hazy beauty. It was simply a perfect work of art, making one want to hold it in their hands and play with it carefully.

The lecherous man stared blankly for a long time, then smiled. Instead of grabbing Fang Keshi, he pulled her beautiful black-stockinged feet close to his face, admiring them with relish. He examined them closely, sniffing them carefully. Besides the smell of leather and the saltiness of sweat, there was a faint fragrance. Because Fang Keshi wore high heels, which caused wear and tear on her feet, she meticulously cared for them daily with creams and foot masks. Not only were there no dead skin or wrinkles, but she had also developed a unique body odor. Fang Keshi was secretly pleased with this. Once, she deliberately let her boyfriend smell her feet, only to have him immediately swallow them, calling them a delicacy. He sucked and bit them, and Fang Keshi felt an unbearable itch, laughing wildly, tears streaming down her face, frantically begging for mercy. Only

then did she realize that her beautiful feet were also her Achilles' heel, and from then on, she refused to let her boyfriend touch them.

At this moment, instead of helping Fang Keshi escape the pursuit, these beautiful feet became a deadly aphrodisiac, further stimulating the lustful demon's desires. Gazing at these exquisitely beautiful black-stockinged feet, the lustful demon could no longer suppress his inner urges. He extended his thick tongue, first pressing the tip of his tongue against the heel of Fang Keshi's black-stockinged feet, then slowly pressing his entire tongue against it until the tip of his nose touched the sole of her foot. Fang Keshi's already sensitive feet immediately felt the warm, slippery sensation, understanding the lustful demon's intentions. As if electrocuted, her brows furrowed, her whole body trembled, and she jumped backward with all her might, frantically shaking her head and tossing her hair, letting out a heartfelt cry. However, to the lustful demon, this was a pleasant melody, further stimulating his bestial lust. While leering at Fang Keshi's helpless struggle, he licked his tongue from the sole of her foot upwards. His entire tongue, like a sharp brush, slowly and powerfully brushed upwards from the tender sole of Fang Keshi's foot, finally reaching the tip of her big toe before slowly leaving, pulling out a silvery thread of saliva.

Fang Keshi was filled with shame and humiliation at this perverted toy, but she was helpless. The lecherous man's tongue, mixed with saliva, increased the friction, further stimulating her already sensitive soles. The itching sensation on the soles of her feet spread throughout her body like an electric current, instantly making her weak and powerless. What was just a weapon against the lecherous man had now become a delicacy in his mouth. After licking it, the lecherous man deliberately smacked his lips, making a smacking sound, which was a sincere appreciation for this delicious jade foot.

Then, he deliberately pushed his hand, which was holding her beautiful foot, forward, making Fang Keshi think she could escape. When Fang Keshi pulled back, he forcefully dragged her black-stockinged foot back to his mouth, deliberately making the movement very slow. He repeated this pulling motion repeatedly. Each time Fang Keshi saw her jade-like foot about to fall into the lecher's mouth again, she jumped and struggled desperately. The lecher pulled back, and Fang Keshi immediately jumped back, a glimmer of hope in her eyes, but was immediately shattered by the lecher's forceful pull. With each effort, Fang Keshi's large breasts and plump buttocks jiggled with astonishing waves of flesh and hips. Her black-stockinged leg, suspended in the air, was fully extended, its beautiful lines like a smooth silk scarf tightly binding the lecher's heart.

Fang Keshi's powerless struggles were more like performing a poignant erotic dance, displaying her body's beauty and sensuality without reservation before the lecher's eyes, arousing his desire.

No matter how hard Fang Keshi tried, her beautiful feet were slowly pulled to the lecher's lips. Seeing her heels once again enveloped by his tongue, the shame and tingling sensation she had felt earlier turned into a nightmarish memory, assaulting her already fragile nerves.

"Ugh...ugh..."

Another hellish licking began.

This time, accompanied by suppressed moans, Fang Keshi shed tears of humiliation again.

The lecher licked Fang Keshi's feet six times in succession. Seeing that she was exhausted and unable to struggle, he began to further toy with this piece of meat that was already in his mouth.

Reluctantly, the lecher stood up, and Fang Keshi's beautiful legs were suddenly lifted high. She staggered a few times, barely managing to maintain her balance.

Seeing that the pervert was still unharmed, Fang Keshi felt even more desperate. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her sharply, taking a step forward. Fang Keshi immediately lost her balance and fell forward. The pervert seized the opportunity, wrapping his arm around her waist from behind and lifting her thigh—her black-stockinged leg that had just been violated—so that she was now on one leg. Poor Fang Keshi was powerless to resist, unable even to stand, and leaned against the pervert's chest.

The pervert then used his other hand to reach directly into Fang Keshi's already overflowing, wet vulva.

At this moment, Fang Keshi's mouth was gagged, her hands were bound behind her back, her breasts were already aroused from the pervert's rough handling, and her beautiful feet had been repeatedly stimulated by the pervert's leg-pulling. She was now exhausted and burning with desire, her vulva already overflowing with a muddy, flowing stream. The pervert, his lust at its peak, was finally about to reach out his demonic claws to her mysterious flesh.

The pervert didn't roughly tear off Fang Keshi's stockings and panties. He first spread his hands to completely cover the bottom of the stockings, which were wet with her juices. He neither kneaded nor poked, but just quietly touched them, slowly feeling the shape of her lush genitals and the warm, moist environment. He chuckled to himself, watching how he would carefully cultivate this lush forest of hers.

Fang Keshi didn't know how the pervert would torture her next, but after a long period of playing with her, her genitals were extremely sensitive. The pervert's skillful hands and perverse methods had already tormented Fang Keshi's mind. On one hand, her female pride and self-love made her fight against the pervert's teasing and hate his violence. On the other hand, her body had been trained by the pervert to be extremely sensitive and even enjoyable. Her whole body felt hot as if she had a fever, and hot breaths rose from deep in her throat. However, her mouth was blocked and she couldn't release the heat, so she could only expel it through her small nostrils, making her pretty face turn bright red.

Her two enormous breasts were unusually firm, the nipples swollen twice their original size, transforming from pink soybeans into bright red cherries. They had grown from shy little buds hiding within her flesh into vibrant, fully blooming mature women.

The skin of her entire breast was smooth and taut, covered with fine beads of sweat, like sweet nectar seeping from within, making one's mouth water. Her

plump buttocks trembled incessantly, the flesh taut, the peaks upturned. Her buttocks swayed rhythmically back and forth with the contraction and extension of her waist, sometimes her pubic bone protruding forward and her lower abdomen tightening, sometimes her anus lifting and her buttocks thrusting upward. It looked as if a beautiful woman was riding on a man's hands, rubbing her genitals back and forth in self-pleasure. This seemed less like an attempt to escape a lecherous man's torment and more like an active seduction of his ravaging.

At this moment, Fang Keshi's alluring figure resembled a magnificent cello. The despair, humiliation, shame, and sorrow within her heart had transformed into poignant strings, constantly plucked and pulled by the pleasure emanating from her body, playing a joyous movement of boundless lust. Each note slid into her flesh, spreading to every corner of her body, linking together, completely obscuring the anger in her beautiful eyes, replacing it with a thirsty desire.

Fang Keshi was utterly ensnared in her own carnal desire.

The lecherous man reveled in the lustful fluids from Fang Keshi's black-stockinged lower body, her hungry eyes, her rapid breathing, her clenched fists, her shy yet seductive demeanor. He knew that he could now effortlessly possess Fang's body and vent his pent-up desires.

But the lecherous man hadn't had enough, or rather, he hadn't achieved his goal. To allow this beautiful, lustful flower to bloom freely, the lecherous man continued his plan.

The large hand that had been supporting Fang Keshi lifted her up again, remaining motionless. Fang Keshi's only foot touching the ground could only touch the ground with her toes; her other leg was still firmly held and unable to move. At this moment, Fang Keshi had lost the ability to move freely; her legs were as useless as can be. She could neither resist nor rub her lower body to produce pleasure.

Her thirsty body suddenly lost the stimulation of pleasure, like a baby being ruthlessly pulled away from its mother's breast while suckling milk. She immediately cried and resisted.

Fang Keshi was already dominated by lust. Tears streamed down her face as she frantically twisted her slender waist. Her pair of large breasts instinctively trembled and rubbed against the lecher's chest. The whimpering sounds deep in her mouth suddenly became short and rapid, like a spoiled animal trying to please its master.

The lecher looked at Fang Keshi's lewd state with satisfaction. This beautiful body was opening its heart to him. As long as he continued to train her, he would eventually become her only master.

After Fang Keshi's eyes and brows contorted in a state of lustful ecstasy, the large hand supporting her genitals began to fondle her. First, it rubbed her rapidly, the friction of her juices, stockings, and hand creating a sizzling sound. Fang Keshi immediately arched her back, her whole body trembling, a long, drawn-out whimper escaping her throat. After about thirty seconds, the lecherous man stopped and continued to lift Fang's genitals.

Fang Keshi, like a mermaid forcibly lifted from the water, looked resentful and desperately thirsty, struggling to sway her body, begging to be continued.

The lecherous man smiled and continued rubbing, causing Fang Keshi to tremble again, her juices splattering.

This repeated itself, until Fang Keshi was tormented, panting heavily, tears already streaming down her neck, completely devoid of any ladylike reserve or shyness, only a lust for the flesh remaining.

The lecherous man showed no pity for the beautiful woman in such a disheveled state. His large hand, which had been caressing her genitals

, grabbed her stockings and ripped them open. With a ripping sound, a huge tear appeared at the bottom of the black stockings, finally exposing her soaked pink lace panties and the white skin of her inner thighs. Fang Keshi felt a chill in her lower body, knowing her pantyhose had been ripped, but she was powerless to resist, only managing a couple of symbolic moans in protest.

The lecherous man continued to rub his fingers on the slippery pantyhose, and Fang Keshi continued to moan lasciviously. Her plump buttocks, which had previously trembled, were now shaking rapidly. The walls of her hidden honeypot, deep within her pubic area, contracted repeatedly, and her juices flowed out like a stream. Her honeypot, like the mouth of a fish out of water, opened and closed, constantly releasing her juices. The beautiful outline of her vulva was clearly imprinted on her soaked panties, and with each contraction and release of her honeypot, a thin, sexy line appeared on the fabric.

After groping around with his fingers for a moment, the lecherous man forcefully thrust his ring finger, along with the panties, into the honey hole, repeatedly striking the entrance while rubbing the inner walls of the opening with the panties. This caused Fang Keshi to shake

her head wildly, her hair flying wildly. Seeing how aroused Fang Keshi was, the lecherous man was no longer satisfied with playing with her through the panties. He reached his large hand directly into the panties, his thick fingers easily finding the entrance to the honey hole in the wet pubic hair. His fingertips circled around the entrance, caressing and pressing, experiencing this mysterious little mouth that was not easily shown to the public in various ways. The slender mouth was perfectly embedded in the pubic hair, like a thin crack on a coconut shell, into which a straw could be inserted to suck out the sweet juices.

A sticky, slippery pool surrounded her. Her thin lips protruded slightly, closing tightly at the touch of her fingers. Her labia majora and minora were pressed tightly together. Her fingers gently penetrated the opening, immediately enveloped by the lips. Although she couldn't see it with her own eyes, the lecherous man knew by touch that it was a perfect clitoris. It was unbelievable; this sexy woman possessed all the perfect feminine features. Unfortunately, the lighting was dim, preventing a full view, but even just touching her with his fingers was enough to feel its beauty and allure.

Fang Keshi trembled violently from the touch, unbearably itchy, constantly moaning and begging for mercy. The lecherous man, of course, ignored her and continued his exploration.

As his fingers continued to tease her labia, more and more vaginal fluid flowed out, almost soaking his entire hand. His middle finger began to rub up and down the beautiful curves of her labia, searching for the mysterious clitoris.

Fang Keshi's clitoris was extremely small but very sensitive, deeply hidden, and rarely revealed.

Now, after the lecherous man's teasing and playing, it was already unable to restrain itself, its body engorged and proudly erect.

The lecherous man finally found the little cutie deep inside her labia, then pressed and flicked it with his fingertips. This was torture for Fang Keshi, who was already incredibly aroused by the play, and now her clitoris was being grabbed and teased. She couldn't take it anymore; her upper body suddenly straightened in the lecherous man's arms, her plump buttocks trembled rapidly, her nostrils flared, and a long moan escaped her throat. Her starry eyes narrowed to almost a slit, her pupils dilated, her dark pupils turned white, and her lower body gushed out fluids. Fang Keshi had been brought to orgasm.

The lecherous man looked at the beauty in his arms with satisfaction, a sense of accomplishment welling up inside him. It wasn't over yet; he had to go deeper.

The lecherous man's ring finger slowly increased its force, parting Fang Keshi's pink labia like a sharp sword, and piercing into her slippery, deep flesh.

Although Fang Keshi was too weak to struggle, the sudden intrusion of a foreign object into her honey pot caused the walls of her vagina to tighten immediately, clamping down tightly on the intruder.

The folds of the flesh were faintly visible, like tiny mouths sucking and biting at the lecher's finger. The lecher gasped, surprised that Fang Keshi's vagina was so tight. Although she was no longer a virgin, her sensitivity and suction were comparable to, or even surpass, that of a virgin.

This was only one finger; if his entire penis were inserted, he would probably be instantly overwhelmed and ejaculate prematurely.

No, he couldn't let this little beauty get away with it; he had to teach her a lesson.

With that thought, the lecher forcefully thrust his ring finger deep inside, the tip pushing all the way to the bottom of the winding, secluded vagina. At the end, he encountered a soft, elastic, and slippery flesh wall. The moment he touched it, he felt an immense suction force from the slightly protruding flesh wall, gripping his finger tightly. Fang Keshi tensed up again, her eyebrows widening, moaning repeatedly, tears streaming down her face—it was hard to tell if they were tears of excitement or tears of pain.

The lecherous man intensified his actions, tightly gripping Fang Keshi's upper body with one hand while slowly inserting his index finger into her honeypot with the other. The already tight honeypot was stretched to its limit; the taut walls, seemingly trying to resist the intruder, were instead filled by the lubrication of her vaginal fluids. The tightness and elasticity of the flesh, combined with the lubrication, not only failed to stop him but allowed him to enter smoothly and hold on tightly, like a small mouth biting down on its intruder. The lecherous man marveled at the tightness and incredible suction of Fang Keshi's honeypot; two fingers were enough to fill it. This was a perfect, unexplored honeypot, brimming with youthful vitality yet retaining the shyness of a young girl. It possessed a perfect shape and was in its prime, almost identical to its owner—a beautiful woman with a beautiful honeypot, a perfect match.

The two fingers inside began to stir restlessly, rotating and pressing around, while the lecherous man used the movement and variations in his fingers to observe the expressions on Fang Keshi's pretty face, searching for her sensitive G-spot.

Fang Keshi writhed with the stirring of fingers inside her vagina, her eyes almost slits, moaning incessantly, completely devoid of her usual reserve and shyness, a blatant harlot enjoying the pleasure of sex.

The lecherous man's fingers began to slowly thrust in and out, her juices gushing out with each withdrawal, the sizzling sounds mingling with the sounds of flesh colliding. As his fingers danced and moved within her vagina, exploring every nook and cranny, he found that Fang's reaction was most intense when his fingers were fully inserted, bending upwards and pressing hard against the upper walls of her vagina.

He simply pulled Fang's legs off the ground, preventing her from escaping, and then used two fingers to stimulate her with maximum speed and force. The unparalleled tactile stimulation sent electric shocks through Fang's entire body, relentlessly numbing her.

Fang Keshi let out a long moan in the lecherous man's arms, reaching another climax, trembling for nearly twenty seconds before collapsing limply.

The lecherous man looked at the exquisite beast in his arms with satisfaction, licking his lips. The most important moment was about to arrive: deflowering.

But the place was dark and gloomy, making it impossible to see the beauty's full face, and it wasn't safe either; they could be disturbed by strangers at any moment.

The lecherous man decided to change the battlefield. He got up, hoisted the limp, sexy beast onto his shoulder, and prepared to take her to a safe place to deflower her. Fang Keshi

was already in a daze from being played with, letting the lecherous man do as he pleased. Suddenly,

the phone hidden in Fang Keshi's buttocks vibrated. It was a call from someone unknown. The prolonged vibration woke Fang Keshi. In her hazy consciousness, she felt dizzy and nauseous, as if she were being carried like a sack on someone's shoulder. She immediately realized that the lecherous man was carrying her away, not knowing where.

Fang Keshi struggled to open her eyes and lift her head, finding herself still surrounded by a dark stairwell. The lecherous man was carrying her downstairs; she couldn't see which floor she was on, only that she was going downhill.

The pervert might take her to a dark basement and slowly ravage her; even worse, he might take her to a car in an underground parking lot, drag her to a secluded place, and keep her as a sex slave, condemning her to endless torment in a world of darkness for the rest of her life.

Worse still, what if the pervert simply killed her, causing her to vanish in the prime of her life? Fang Keshi dared not think any further.

Just then, her phone vibrated again, incessantly, like a ray of dawn illuminating Fang Keshi's heart. No, she had to resist, she had to escape the pervert's clutches.

The pervert also felt the phone vibrate, but for him, the plump, fleshy creature he carried on his shoulder was far more important. The vibration woke Fang Keshi, causing her to writhe and ease her discomfort. The pervert preferred that Fang Keshi be conscious, enduring his manipulation and humiliation with awareness, so she could resist. He relished the look of fear and resistance in women when violated; it fueled his desire and pleasure. So, he deliberately slapped the plump, fleshy buttocks he carried on his shoulder.

"Waaah...waaah..."

Fang Keshi instinctively moaned in protest as her fleshy buttocks were violated.

The lecherous man was very satisfied with his prey's reaction and slapped her twice more. Fang Keshi's body twisted and turned, her fleshy buttocks rubbing against the lecherous man's ears and cheeks. The feel of the stockings and the fragrance of her beautiful flesh intoxicated the lecherous man, increasing his lust. He increased the force of his slaps and began to slap her fleshy buttocks rhythmically. The sound of her slapping echoed loudly in the quiet and empty corridor.

Accompanied by this desperate yet wonderful sensation, Fang Keshi was filled with shame and embarrassment. Her fleshy buttocks ached from the blows, and she couldn't dodge. The lecherous man sensed Fang Keshi's trembling from the pain and deliberately lightened his blows while increasing the frequency, as if playing a hand drum. Finally, he changed the slapping to caressing, his large hand completely covering Fang Keshi's plump buttocks, slowly circling and moving from the outside in, finally stopping at her honey pot, which was barely covered by her panties. Suddenly, he plunged his thick ring finger deep into her already wet honey pot, quickly digging and probing.

Fang Keshi, who thought the lecherous man would be gentle and let her rest, never expected him to suddenly attack her wet and plump honey pot again.

His finger, slippery with her juices, easily penetrated to the deepest point. The tender flesh inside her tight honey pot instantly tightened and contracted due to the sudden external stimulation.

What an exquisite honey pot! The lecherous demon had tasted countless women's vaginas, and few, except for virgins, possessed such tightness. He had already played with it for a long time, yet it remained so tight and moist.

The powerful suction of the vaginal walls and the narrowness of the vagina proved that this body on his shoulder lacked sexual experience and had rarely been aroused by a man.

The copious flow of fluid and the trembling of her body indicated that this beautiful flesh was extremely sensitive, a sexually receptive type. The orgasm following the earlier play and slapping further proved that she had masochistic tendencies, a submissive nature. In conclusion, tonight he had captured a perfect beast—a beautiful face, a fiery body, a sensitive constitution, and masochistic tendencies.

He would use all his skills to properly train this beauty, making her utterly subservient to him, and he would become her one and only master for life.

The lecherous demon, indulging in his fantasies, increased the intensity of his play, his fingers deftly moving in and out of Fang Keshi's honey pot, probing and pressing.

Poor Fang Keshi was stimulated to moan repeatedly. Her two legs, hanging limply in front of the lecherous man's chest, kicked weakly up and down. Her high heels had long since flown off and were nowhere to be seen. Her fair feet were tightly tensed, and her delicate toes curled up towards the soles of her feet, creating fine wrinkles. The lecherous man was overjoyed at the sight. He ran his hand across the soles of her feet, and her beautiful feet immediately darted around like a frightened kitten, tracing graceful arcs.

Just then, the phone, hidden behind the stockings, rang again. The pervert, engrossed in his game, was startled. Thinking it must be Fang's boyfriend calling so late, he withdrew his hand from her vulva and took the phone. After a long silence, the phone stopped vibrating, but then a message notification appeared. As the pervert was looking at it closely, Fang Keshi's stockinged feet suddenly kicked against the wall beside her. With a desperate, all-out effort, Fang Keshi pushed off. The pervert, focused on his phone, hadn't noticed her actions. Holding Fang Keshi's ample thigh with one hand and the phone in the other, he couldn't adjust his position in time, lost his balance, and fell against the wall. He then missed a step and tumbled forward, landing face-first

on the stairs, losing consciousness. When Fang Keshi awoke on the pervert's shoulder, she realized that she couldn't escape by resisting; she could only allow the pervert to further torment her. If the pervert managed to reach the bottom of the stairs, she would be completely under his control, and her life would be in danger.

So, while the lecherous man toyed with her, she patiently waited, ready to strike with all her might when the opportunity arose.

When her phone rang, Fang Keshi sensed her chance. Sure enough, the lecherous man took out his phone to look at it. Fang Keshi felt his fingers leave her vagina and immediately prepared herself, tensing her legs. The moment the lecherous man stepped forward, she would forcefully push off the wall.

This was extremely dangerous; she couldn't maintain her balance, and her hands were bound. If the lecherous man didn't fall, he would become more wary of her and intensify his torture, leaving her with no chance of escape.

Even if the pervert fell, she wouldn't be able to control either of their bodies. If the pervert wasn't injured, he could quickly get up and take control of her; if he was injured, she might not be able to escape, and she herself was also likely to be injured.

To survive, Fang Keshi made up her mind to take a gamble.

With a powerful push, the pervert indeed fell forward, and Fang Keshi fell with him, feeling dizzy. But Fang Keshi and the pervert were in opposite directions; the pervert fell face down and forward, releasing his arms from Fang Keshi's legs. Fang Keshi's legs were freed, and she instinctively tried to land on the ground, her upper body landing right on the pervert's back. With this fall, the pervert became Fang Keshi's cushion, leaving her unharmed, while the pervert fell heavily face down on the stairs and lay motionless.

Fang Keshi struggled to get up from the ground, saw that she was unharmed, and then looked at the pervert, seeing that his eyes were closed and he was making incoherent, mumbling sounds.

Fang Keshi realized the pervert would soon regain consciousness, and she would fall into his clutches again.

Without thinking, she immediately ran upwards. Just then, the phone screen on the ground lit up again. Seeing it, Fang Keshi struggled to turn around and pick up the phone with her bound hands, then ran clumsily up the stairs.

[The End]

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