Heavy rain

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She didn't know where she was; the light was dim, or rather, it was pitch black, as if she were in a closed space.

Su Yumo felt completely naked, lying in an unfamiliar place.

Perhaps it was a bed? But the bed was hard and smelly; it definitely wasn't hers.

Lying on this bed filled with the stench of men's sweat, she could smell a pleasant floral scent—the smell of her shower gel, as if she had just taken a shower.

But for some reason, she was bound hand and foot, the rough hemp ropes constricting her delicate, smooth skin, causing her great pain.

Where was she?

A man appeared before her; even in the darkness, his features were clear—it was that demonic man.

She would recognize him even if he were ashes!

Su Yumo felt a chill run through her chest, her breathing became rapid, and she wanted to scream for help, but no matter how hard she shouted, no sound came out.

She remembered that if she screamed, this man would beat her severely, so she hurriedly shut her mouth and secretly glanced over, but the man didn't seem to have any intention of hitting her.

The scene shifted abruptly, and suddenly they were in a different place.

It seemed to be an abandoned, dilapidated building slated for demolition, appearing quite old. Moreover, it was in a remote location, deserted.

The bed she had been lying on was gone, and Su Yumo found herself tied to a chair, still naked.

Although the surrounding scenery was blurry, Su Yumo remembered where she was.

In her youthful, naive years, when she was just beginning to experience romantic feelings, she had once watched television with her parents at home. A rather interesting spy drama was playing, and Su Yumo would watch two episodes every day.

One day, the plot reached the point where the female lead had fallen into enemy hands and was imprisoned in an abandoned, dusty old house. Bound and surrounded by enemies, the female lead looked pitiful.

That scene had a significant impact on young Su Yumo; she projected herself into the situation, imagining what she would suffer if she were in that situation. Would those men beat her? Would they rape her? What would it feel like to be raped?

This scene remained deeply etched in her memory for the rest of her life. Every time she saw a similar scene on television, a female character being kidnapped, Su Yumo would project herself into that role. After all, she was born into such a family; what if one day someone kidnapped her and demanded a ransom? Or what if her father, or one of her uncles or aunts, had abused their power for so long—what if one day someone came to retaliate and harm her?

Perhaps this wasn't a fetish, but it was a small, buried fantasy within Su Yumo.

She had dreamt similar dreams before, in which she was kidnapped, unsure of what the villains would do to her, feeling both worried and afraid, yet also somewhat expectant.

It was thrilling!

And now, facing this terrifying man named Li Yi, Su Yumo knew exactly what he would do to her.

Fear made her tremble, and the chill in her chest made it difficult to breathe.

But the man simply watched her quietly, and after a long time, he still showed no intention of hitting her, which made her breathe a little easier.

After a long while, the man approached, placed his hands on her breasts, and began to knead them. Su Yumo's heart pounded faster, clearly audible like a drumbeat.

The moment the man's hands touched her breasts, the scene shifted again, and they found themselves in a new place.

This place was both strange and familiar to Su Yumo; it was the room where he had assaulted her that night, the beginning of her nightmare.

Su Yumo wanted to resist, but her body was tightly bound, rendering her completely immobile. No, she had absolutely no strength; it was as if her body didn't belong to her at all. Even without the bindings, she couldn't offer any resistance.

As she realized this, the ropes binding her vanished. Su Yumo lay flat on her back, and the man pressed himself against her, his hands reaching for her breasts.

"No!"

she tried to scream, but although her mouth opened and she exhaled, no sound came out.

Those rough, dirty hands touched every inch of her body. This wasn't a tender caress; wherever his hands touched, her smooth skin seemed to be cursed, leaving bruises. Before long, her once flawless body was covered in wounds, as if she had just suffered a brutal beating. "

No! I'm so scared! Mom!"

The man stripped off his clothes, parted her legs, and Su Yumo realized she was already wet!

Why? Why could she feel anything?

A hard, iron-like thing entered her body, stirring within her wetness. "

Oh God! No!

It hurts, it's so painful…it feels so

good…"

The man's lean body seemed to possess inexhaustible strength; his lust seemed never-ending, tormenting her until she was exhausted.

Su Yumo found she could speak, but besides begging and moaning, she couldn't utter anything else.

This was a replay of yesterday's events, but the difference was, she was actually enjoying it.

"No…why…it's so strange!"

She climaxed.

The man ejaculated inside her, and the fear of potential pregnancy instantly filled her heart; intense panic tore through the surrounding space.

She woke up.

Su Yumo stared blankly at the familiar ceiling.

It was just a dream.

Damn it, why would she dream of something like this? And… it even felt kind of good.

Su Yumo squeezed her thighs together and found her private parts were soaked, sticky and uncomfortable.

She struggled to get out of bed, finding herself lacking strength.

She must be hungry; she decided to go get something to eat.

[The End]

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