Girl's Depravity

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This is the umpteenth time my manuscript has been rejected and rewritten.

[What garbage is this? If you can't write, don't write! You think you can make a living with this?] [Elementary school level writing, a stream-of-consciousness style. Did your PE teacher teach you Chinese? You call yourself a college student? Middle schoolers are already getting their books published as bestsellers! Cut this book up and start over!] I sat frozen in front of my computer, the chat window on the screen constantly displaying her merciless words. We've been best friends since high school, but she felt so distant.

[Yueyue, can you give me another chance? I really want to finish this book…] I stared at the author's pitiful ten-digit subscription count and the few readers who finally offered their support in the comments, my heart torn. Even so, I still shakily placed my hands on the keyboard and

sent this message to the person whose avatar was a blonde knight cosplayer from *Arknights*.

Yes, she was my "editor," or rather, the president of the online literature club I joined. Her online name is Yueyue, that's what people call her.

Although, her actual personality is nothing like the "cute" nickname suggests.

【Completed? You say you want to end your "masterpiece" with less than a hundred subscriptions?】 Unsurprisingly, this chat box popped up in front of her profile picture. If I didn't know her in real life, I really couldn't imagine that such nasty words would appear beneath the pretty face she cosplayed as a cute knight princess.

【Yueyue, I…】【I'm giving you one last day. Either change your account and start a new book, or pack your bags and get out of the club!】 She still issued her final ultimatum with such ruthlessness, as if in her eyes, the only standard for judging a book's quality was the so-called "subscriptions." But there's no way around it. For adults like us who need to support ourselves, subscriptions equal money, the resources for survival.

Especially for me, an unemployed bum with only a junior college diploma and no skills. Normally engrossed in online novels, aside from writing for Yueyue in her community, I had to swallow my pride even though it meant taking nearly 30% of her royalties.

My hands trembled as I moved the mouse to the "Manage Works" section of the author platform. With a slightly conflicted expression, I pressed the publish option for the already edited "Discontinued Announcement."

I took a deep breath, feeling as if a piece of my heart had been torn away. Admittedly, in Yueyue's eyes, who single-handedly supported an entire community, what I wrote was utter garbage, but regardless, it was my "debut work," which I had painstakingly crafted and treated like a child.

————Unfortunately, because of my incompetence, it still ended up being a flop.

【…I'm sorry, Yueyue, I'm already preparing a new book, please forgive me…】 I stared blankly at the "Discontinued Announcement" for a full minute before moving the mouse back to the chat window and typing these words to the author's ID, "Yueyue."

I vaguely remember Yueyue saying when she recruited me into the club that "online novel writing" was a job that could both satisfy my desire for expression and support me. But now, let alone the latter, I haven't even satisfied my "desire for expression" much.

[The hiatus announcement has been issued? Hmph, good for you. By the way, from now on, don't use those thankless "inspirations" for your books anymore. Come to the club's karaoke tomorrow to get the outline, and from now on, write according to what I've arranged for you!] [Yes...] Yes, in the end, I'm more like a writing tool than an "author."

I know there are many people like me in Yueyue's club, but why, even though we've been friends since high school, does she treat me so cruelly? I just want to create a work that everyone praises, and then enjoy the approving gaze of readers. Is it really that hard to achieve even this simple wish?

I clicked on Yueyue's profile card; her personal name card was full of her exquisite cosplay selfies. She started out writing anime fanfiction, and she herself was as charming and adorable as the female characters she meticulously depicted in those works.

She was the president of the fan club, and aside from the occasional commission she took herself, her monthly income from our fees alone exceeded ten thousand yuan. At her age, she was an undisputed role model of success in our eyes, someone we envied immensely.

But why…

why did she get all the benefits? From money at the beginning to now, even her desire for self-expression was being taken from us.

"Tomorrow… to karaoke…?"

I stared at her face, which was disguised as angelic and pretty, and secretly clenched my fist.

Since you don't care about the past, don't blame me for being ruthless.

The thought of revenge spread like wildfire, and once it appeared, it couldn't be stopped.

Prolonged oppression only breeds resentment.

When one person's resentment becomes the resentment of many, and when the resentment of many is actively ignited by someone with extreme resentment, then the flames of resentment become difficult to extinguish.

Just like what we're doing now.

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by this?!"

We were gathered in the karaoke room as usual, but this time we weren't subservient to the blonde girl sitting at the head of the table with her stack of documents. Instead, we exchanged glances, took a step back, and locked the only door to the room.

"I'm warning you, don't you dare mess around! If you do, I'll call the police!" For the first time, the arrogant blonde girl's face lost its haughtiness. Faced with us, these writers she considered mere "tools," she realized for the first time that she was also a weak and helpless girl.

A pitiful girl who couldn't even handle a man and could only be manipulated at their will.

"Call the police? Hmph, go ahead and call them, let's see if it works."

"A bunch of tool-like shills, daring to betray their master! Fine, since that's how it is, I'll grant your wish!... Hmm?" I leaned against the wall, watching the blonde girl pull out her phone with a half-smile, my expression gradually shifting from astonishment to disbelief. I had used all my skills to plan this operation.

"Signal? How could this be...!"

The girl panicked completely after discovering the cell phone signal was zero. She bit her lip, instinctively taking a few steps back against the corner of the wall behind her. Her gaze towards us was filled with hatred, just like the pride she once displayed in our inferiority complex.

"But don't think you can do whatever you want! Technology is so advanced now, as long as the police find out about this..." "Police, police, police, they'll know, right? Damn it, brothers, let's go! Let's show this girl who's in charge now!" "Okay!" At my command, two men nearby, who were also members of the girl's gang and victims of her oppression, nodded in agreement. They rushed forward without hesitation, each grabbing an arm of the blonde girl and lifting her up.

"Bastards, what are you doing? Let me go...!"

The girl struggled fiercely, like a fish about to be butchered on a chopping board. But unfortunately, fish is fish; it can't escape the butcher's clutches with just a few struggles.

"Yueyue, our demands aren't unreasonable. You've taken so much of our royalties; as the club president, it shouldn't be unreasonable to satisfy some of the members' requests, right?" I approached the girl, reaching out to brush aside her long blonde hair and stroke her cheek. To be honest, Yueyue was more beautiful than I had imagined. Even as someone she knew from high school, I had never been so close to her.

"Satisfy their demands? You mean... no, don't!"

Hearing my words, the blonde girl froze. But then, her struggle intensified, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

"Please, let me go! I'll return all your royalties! This is a serious crime, you can't... Ugh!" "Rip!" I ignored the blonde girl's words and, as if she were shattering my fragile self-esteem, reached out and grabbed her shirt, tearing it off violently.

With the tearing sound of the fabric ripping, the girl's white lace bra, covering her two full breasts, was revealed before my eyes—the impact on me, a virgin for over twenty years, was undeniably intense.

"Help! Someone's raping me here... Gulp!"

"You brat, gag her!"

Without giving her a final chance to cry out, I quickly stuffed a pre-prepared wet towel into the blonde girl's mouth. I moved closer to the girl and began tentatively fondling the fullness beneath her bra.

[Is this Yueyue's breast? So soft...] This was the first time I had ever played with a woman's breasts, just like in TV dramas and novels. Through the thin bra, I gently pinched the blonde girl's breasts, occasionally pressing her cherry-sized nipples with my fingers.

[I wonder what it will be like to actually make love with Yueyue later.] I thought to myself. I impatiently pulled off the white lace bra, revealing her two full, easily covered mounds to the air.

"Hey, how does it feel?"

"Not bad, want to touch it?"

"Sure thing! ...Hmph, I didn't expect this brat to be so stubborn, at least her breasts are as soft as other women's!" After wantonly playing with the blonde girl's breasts, until I noticed her silent face gradually turning red, I handed them over to the two men accompanying me—I was the one who planned this, so naturally I should be the first to enjoy them; that was my initial agreement with them.

"Gurgle... Ugh!..."

Ignoring the girl's hesitant moans and trembling, I reached out and easily pulled off her already loose hot pants. The white lace thong and matching bra complemented each other perfectly, and gazing at the glimpses of pubic hair, my desire flared.

"Yueyue, well then I won't be polite!"

I gestured for the two to press the girl down on the sofa, while I lifted her long, beautiful legs. After carefully examining the smooth, white stockings, I reached deep into her thighs and pulled back her damp panties.

"Gurgle..." I saw tears welling in the girl's eyes, but she was powerless to do anything. At this moment, she was destined to become a tool for our desires, whether she wanted it or not.

"You say no, but you're quite honest about it. If I'm not mistaken, Yueyue has been itching for this for a while now, hasn't she?" I unzipped my pants, letting my already swollen penis emerge. I held the girl's two beautiful legs, making her hook them around my back, and like all men who taste the forbidden fruit for the first time, I pressed my penis against the girl's sticky, glistening, lustful entrance.

"Want to be penetrated? Knowing Yueyue's personality, you'll definitely say no... But it's okay, I know you best, Yueyue, I'll satisfy you!" The head of my penis rubbed slightly between the labia below her clitoris until it was unbearably thirsty, and without hesitation, I plunged it all the way into that sweet little hole I had never explored before—the meticulous, tight embrace made me groan almost the moment I inserted my penis, my ejaculation almost triggered on the spot.

And the girl? Her cheeks were already wet with the tears she had shed. I watched as her delicate body trembled slightly from the penetration of my thick, hard penis. The blood flowing from between our joined bodies testified to the pain she silently endured.

But I still believed that the pain she suffered was insignificant compared to the pleasures she experienced, wasn't it?

"Yueyue, I'm going to start now?"

"Slap... slap..."

I gripped the girl's slender waist with both hands, arched my body, and began thrusting my hips against the lips that tightly held my member. The scrotum of my testicles slapped against the girl's buttocks again and again, the sound mingling with the overflowing vaginal fluids, creating a lewd yet moving melody.

"I can't take it anymore... Yueyue's inside feels so good!" I rubbed against the layers of folds, until I reached the deepest part of the soft flesh of her uterus. I kissed the bud of the girl's flower again and again with the tip of my glans, until my engorged penis could no longer hold back, and I ejaculated all of my hot, thick semen into the girl's untouched womb.

"Gurgle...!"

"Huff... Huff..."

The hot semen stimulated the girl's sensitive uterine walls, causing her entire bound body to tremble slightly.

She reached orgasm at the same time as me, in humiliation and frustration, even though it was not of her own volition.

"Hey, finally it's our turn!"

I pulled my now limp penis out of the girl's slippery opening with satisfaction, but my two friends who were with me couldn't wait to rush forward. Perhaps because she had just experienced an orgasm, even though they relaxed their restraint on the girl's arms, she ultimately did not resist at all. Instead, she lay there as if in utter despair, letting us do as we pleased.

"Hey buddy, give her a hand, prop her up..."

"Okay..."

I helped the two men with me prop up the blonde girl's body, now our plaything, on the sofa.

I saw the two men sandwich the girl like a hamburger, and without hesitation, they roughly shoved their two monstrous, thick penises into her dripping, sticky opening and her pink, alluring anus—"...!" The girl's body trembled again; the intense sensation of the two penises penetrating her simultaneously made her eyes roll back. Her body trembled like a masturbation sleeve with the thrusting of the two men sandwiching her, as if her entire body might fall apart at any moment.

"Ah... gurgle... it's going to break, no..."

The towel in her mouth had been removed, but a barely audible moan escaped her throat, a stark contrast to her former arrogant self. Needless to say, I could guess that her mind had already been completely overwhelmed by the successive pleasures and masochistic sensations.

However, this didn't mean I would forgive her. I stood up, and after a short rest, my penis, which had just released its desire, was erect again.

"Hmph, now you know you regret it? But unfortunately, we won't let you off so easily!" "Gulp...!" Taking advantage of the moment when the two were playing with the girl's two orifices, I grabbed the girl's only remaining head and filled the last empty hole in her body with my penis.

"Slap... slap..."

The seductive sounds kept coming from the closed karaoke room, lingering under the cover of the loud music. No one noticed that the girl was falling into depravity in a secluded corner.

And how long these sounds would continue, no one knew.

[The End]

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