A young woman who is obsessed with huge dicks and cheats on her husband

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The hanging crystal chandelier swayed in the wind, reflecting the afternoon sunset and dappling the marble. The white stone sculptures, the framed French windows, and the distinctly European-style architecture were all imbued with an atmosphere of ambiguous passion.

"Darling...darling, faster, faster, ah...uh..." the woman gasped.
"Baby, you're so tight, so good."

The man gripped the woman's slender waist tightly, thrusting into her tight vagina from behind. With each thrust, the woman, bent over, her breasts swayed rhythmically. Each time his penis and vagina joined tightly, it touched her clitoris, causing her body to tremble.
"No...I can't take it anymore, ah...uh...I don't want it anymore...uh..." A faint pink blush rose beneath her fair skin from the passion.
"Really don't want it anymore?"
The man deliberately stopped, looking at her with a wicked smile. He knew she pretended to be shy; he had slept with her so many times, and every time she cried out "no" just before climax.
"You're so annoying," the woman said shyly, slapping him lightly.
The man laughed and continued his previous actions, this time with even more frenzied speed, causing the woman beneath him to scream repeatedly until her body trembled with climax.
The woman's name was Katie, a former fashion model who married into a wealthy family at a young age. At 20, she was 40 years older than her husband, old enough to be her grandfather. Unable to satisfy her in bed, she, in the prime of her youth, often had affairs with the gardener, Ahua, while her husband was away on business.
Ahua, a master of sex, always teased her every sense. His caresses, licking of her clitoris, and various deep positions gave Katie unprecedented sensations.
She was originally a dutiful housewife, until that night of rape…
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It was the eve of New Year's Eve. All the servants in the house were given a holiday to go to the city to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks. Her husband had been away on a business trip for more than a month and had not returned home. Although they talked on the phone every day, it still could not fill the emptiness in Katie's heart.
Having just finished her bath, Katie, her silk nightgown clinging to her body and revealing her beautiful figure, lay flat on the imported French double bed, slowly caressing her breasts. Sometimes she kneaded her large breasts, sometimes she pinched her nipples. Not satisfied, she rubbed every inch of her skin, from her breasts to her navel, then to her abdomen, down to her pink lace panties, rubbing and pressing against her stimulating clitoris through the fabric. As her caresses quickened, her breathing became more rapid, her rosy cheeks flushed, her brows furrowed as she enjoyed wave after wave of pleasure, until her panties were stained with a sticky fluid. She increased the speed of her finger movements, her panties becoming even more breathless, until she reached the peak of her climax.
"Ah..."
Katie lay sprawled on the bed with her eyes closed, her chest still heaving from the excitement, completely unaware of the burning gaze watching this blood-pumping scene from the doorway.
Ahua had been deeply attracted to the beautiful mistress of the house since he applied for the gardener job. Her mixed French heritage gave her a model-like figure, a voluptuous bust, a slender waist, and firm hips. However, Katie was usually arrogant and domineering, looking down on the maids and workers as vulgar and dirty, never even glancing at them. Although he coveted her beauty, he only secretly watched her from afar.
Now, seeing this scene of lustful desire, he could no longer resist the throbbing pain in his penis. Suddenly, he lunged forward and covered Katie's mouth, grabbing wildly at her breasts with one hand.
Katie's slightly narrowed eyes widened instantly, her screams muffled by Ahua's hand, only muffled sounds escaping her lips, her hands struggling incessantly.
Ahua, a rough laborer, easily overpowered her soft body with his strong physique. One hand still covered her mouth, while the other began to pull down her lace panties.
Katie knew what Ahua was going to do next. Panicked, she twisted her body, trying to break free from him. But he simply tore the lace to shreds and pressed it against her back, their bodies pressed tightly together, his hard penis pressing against her genitals.
Feeling his heavy pressure, he gently lifted her buttocks from below, and before she could react, he forced his engorged penis deep inside her.
"No—!"
A sharp pain shot through Katie. Unprepared for his massive penis, she cried out in pain, writhing, trying to escape his grip.
Katie was newly married and had little sexual experience; her vagina was still as tight as a virgin's. When Ahua's penis plunged deep inside, her tight vagina bled slightly from the tear.
"Boss lady, is it comfortable?" Ahua grinned lewdly at the contorted body beneath him.
Katie was in too much pain to speak. He gently released her hand, watching her small face contort in pain, her full red lips parted slightly as she moaned.
Ahua took her mouth into his, and Katie tried to push him away in disgust, but his strong hand gripped the back of her head, leaving her no choice but to let him continue to stir and suck the nectar from her mouth. Her delicate tongue was constantly being sucked out, causing her to push him away in pain.
Ahua, lying on top of her, slowly moved his lower body, his penis penetrating her tightly closed legs, thrusting straight into her opening. With each thrust, the inside of her legs became covered in sticky fluid, the liquid flowing more and more… becoming increasingly wet…
After the pain subsided, Katie felt the tingling sensation of reaching the peak of pleasure, each impact like an electric current coursing through her body. Her trembling body made her involuntarily moan in pleasure.
“Mmm… mmm… mmm…”
*Plop!
Plop!*
Seeing her flushed cheeks, Ahua knew she was beginning to enjoy the pleasure he was giving her. He flipped her over, lifted her slender legs, and gripped her waist, thrusting deeply into her. He lowered his head, sucking on her erect nipple, then gently biting it, the intense sensory stimulation sending waves of pleasure through Katie—a sensation her husband had never given her.
The thrusting gradually quickened, faster and faster… Katie arched her chest, her brows furrowed as she moaned, her full breasts swaying rapidly back and forth with his movements. “No… um…”
Until she felt Ahua’s spasm, his fluids gushing deep into her womb, she trembled in waves from the orgasm.
Then, Ahua pulled his phone from his pocket and clicked! Clicked!
"Boss lady, you're so sexy I can't bear to share you with anyone. If you tell anyone about what happened between us, you'll be in all the media tomorrow. Then I won't want you anymore, and you won't be able to go back to modeling."
He grinned wickedly and showed her the photos he had just taken. Enraged, Katie reached out to grab the phone from his hand, but Ah Hua was faster. He grabbed the phone, leaped to the edge of the bed, and turned to leave.
Katie was both angry and afraid. She had married that old man for money. She had agreed to marry him because her seriously ill mother could receive proper treatment, and her young brother could receive a good education. If the truth came out, all her efforts would be in vain.
So she endured Ah Hua's rape. However, Ah Hua, seemingly enjoying the thrill, repeatedly threatened her with the photos to make her have sex with him.
At first, she was angry, ashamed, and unwillingly cooperated with him, but slowly she began to love the taste of orgasm.
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Over the course of a few months, she and Ahua had done it countless times, and the thrill of this affair was even more exciting.
Katie nestled against Ahua's chest, still slightly breathless from their encounter. He played with her pink areolas, gently gliding his fingers over her nipples, causing her still-excited lower body to secrete sticky fluid.
"You're so mean!" she said shyly, pushing his hands away.
Just then, bang—
the front door was flung open, and rushed in—none other than Katie's husband, followed by four or five men: male servants and the driver. Each of them held a video camera, filming the two of them from behind.
The husband kicked Ahua hard, and the servants surrounded Ahua, beating him mercilessly. Then they rushed over and slapped Katie across the face.
"You fucking bitch!"
The man's slap was powerful; blood trickled from Katie's lip, but she didn't have time to cry out in pain. She crawled and knelt at her husband's feet, sobbing.
"Husband, I was wrong... Waaah... I was wrong... I'm sorry, please forgive me this once!" She clung to her husband's legs, terrified he would divorce her because of this.
Ahua, beaten to the point of near death, was taken away; whether he lived or died was no longer a concern for Katie.
Her husband grabbed Katie's hair and dragged her forward. Katie screamed, clutching her husband's hands. With his dragging, her full breasts swayed, and her pink private parts were faintly visible as she struggled on the ground, causing the male servants watching to tense up.
Her husband dragged her to the bedroom, unzipped his shirt, revealing his penis, and pressed her head close to his.
"You'd better keep it in your mouth."
Katie had never given oral sex before. Proud and arrogant, she considered it dirty. Even when Ahua asked her to do it several times, she refused. Her husband, of course, knew this. He doted on her, and had never forced her to do anything she didn't want. Now, he was asking her to give him oral sex.
Katie was afraid her husband would file for divorce in a fit of anger; her family still needed his financial support. So, she reluctantly opened her mouth slowly and took her husband's penis into her mouth, sobbing as she sucked.
"Suck, suck faster."
Her husband held her head, increasing the speed of his thrusts. After a series of thrusts, he ejaculated into her mouth. She felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
"If you dare vomit, your mother and your brother will be in trouble."
Katie suppressed her nausea and swallowed hard.
Her husband watched with satisfaction as she swallowed, then pinched her chin and lifted it, speaking to her menacingly.
"You fucking love getting fucked, don't you!"
Katie cried, shaking her head, unable to utter a word in rebuttal. She didn't understand what her husband meant, and could only shake her head desperately.
And what would become of her tragic future…
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The woman's sobs echoed in the large room.
Since that day, after her husband discovered her infidelity, she had been under house arrest for three days. Apart from the servants who provided her with three meals a day, she hadn't seen anyone else.
Katie's emotions went from fear and terror to despair. Her red, swollen eyes gazed at the moonlight outside the window.
Knock knock! She knew it was Xiao Jing bringing food. She eagerly got out of bed.
Xiao Jing had suffered burns as a child, leaving uneven scars on her face, which Katie loathed. Now, trapped here, she had no choice but to plead with her.
"Xiao Jing, has the master asked about me?" she asked anxiously.
"Madam, Master... he only said you can't go out, he didn't say anything else." Xiao Jing looked at Katie cautiously.
Katie took a step back in disappointment, then angrily swept the table, scattering food all over the floor with a clang.
"No—, it's all you, all of you, you all conspired to frame me!"
Then, she grabbed a glass from the table and threw it towards the door.
Xiao Jing screamed and tried to dodge, but was still cut on the arm by the shards of glass. Bright red blood quickly flowed from her fair arm. She could only silently lower her head, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes.
Katie didn't notice anything else, lost in her grief.
Xiao Jing tidied up the messy room and left, but after a while, she came back in with a box that looked like a gift.
"Madam... Master said you should wear this dress to the party with him."
Katie looked at the gift and happily accepted it. Master had forgiven her. He took her to a luxurious restaurant and enjoyed fine wines, just like before. He must have forgiven her.
She quickly changed out of the clothes her husband had made her wear, but the more she changed, the stranger it seemed.
A black sleeveless, tight leather jacket, black leather gloves, black leather boots, black stockings, and extremely short leather shorts, topped with a bright red thong—it didn't look like she was going to a party at all; it looked more like something out of a BDSM movie.
"Did the master really make you change into this?" she asked, puzzled.
"Yes, he said you should change quickly and go to the party venue first; he'll be there shortly."
Katie was very confused. Looking at this strange outfit, something felt off, but this was the only time in three days that the master had contacted her.
She got into her chauffeured car and arrived at the venue. Entering the hall, she felt even more confused. The dimly lit hall flickered with colorful neon lights, and the doors of the private rooms were tightly closed, as if trying to hide something. The hazy, ambiguous music made her heart race.
"Ah Gu, are you sure this is the place?" she asked the driver.
"Okay, the boss said you should go in and wait for him. He'll be back soon after his meeting,"
Katie said, though she was puzzled, she didn't dare obey her husband's orders. She took the key to the private room and entered. A slightly damp mist rose from the warm water pool in the center, and the bright red king-size bed was glaringly obvious. She slowly moved forward until she saw some unfamiliar objects: whips, male genitalia, iron clamps, handcuffs, and so on.
Her face turned ashen, and she turned to run away through the door, but two middle-aged men entered. Katie recognized them; they were her husband's business partners. She always saw them staring at her with lewd eyes at the parties, as if they wanted to devour her alive.
"You…you're here for the party too?" she asked timidly.
"The party, hahahaha." The two men looked at each other and then laughed maniacally.
"I…I want to leave."
"Want to leave? I paid a lot of money." The fatter man grabbed Katie's hand, pressed it against her cheek, and looked at her lewdly.
"What are you doing? Let me go!"
Katie pushed him away with her other hand, but she was too weak and was dragged and thrown onto the bright red bed.
"We even gave up 20% of our contract profits to get your boss to let you serve us~" The fat man lifted her chin, looking into her tearful eyes.
"No...it can't be, you're lying to me, I want to get out, I want to get out."
The fat man and another man with a crew cut dragged the struggling Katie to the area with the sex toys. The two men handcuffed and shackled her hands and feet, making her spread-eagled. Her black bodysuit was so tight it made their blood boil.
The fat man lewdly came over with scissors, and Katie begged them for mercy in fear. The fat man cut along the shape of her areolas, and her two nipples instantly sprang out, and two rings were missing from her black leather jacket. Then, he squatted down and cut open her panties, revealing her pink vulva, stimulating their visual senses.
"I'll call the police, you're all finished! Let me go, let me go!" The cold scissors sliced across her skin, making her tremble with fear.
"The boss said if you don't comply, your mother and your brother..."
Now Katie was certain that her husband had indeed sent them.
While she was still shocked by her husband's ruthlessness, the fat man took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting it repeatedly. Katie bit her lower lip to stifle her moans. His other hand reached down to her genitals, rubbing her clitoris with his fingertips, then inserting his middle finger into her vagina. The soft, wet walls enveloped his finger, causing his penis to harden.
Underneath the torture device was a black leather bed. The fat man made her lie on it, her bound hands and feet still locked. No matter how much she struggled, it only resulted in a few more red and swollen marks on her hands and feet.
The fat man made her spread her legs to their limit, then knelt down and licked the bulge between her labia. The crew-cut man held a vibrating egg to her clitoris, the intense stimulation causing her to cry out.
"Ah...ah...?"
"Damn, the boss said you love being fucked, is it true?"
The crew-cut man took the long, barbed object and thrust it straight into her vagina without warning. She screamed, not yet used to it, "No—."
"I just put it in, and you're already fucking enjoying it!"
The crew-cut man quickened his thrusting. Katie twisted her waist in pain, her struggles making the chain clang against her. As the thrusting became faster, more and more fluid flowed from her body, squelching and squelching, making her tremble with excitement and moan with pleasure.
"Ugh...ah..."
The crew-cut man finally stopped after a few minutes of thrusting. She thought it was over, but then she saw the crew-cut man walking over with a whip.
Snap! Snap!
"Ah—ah—"
The crew-cut man lashed her private parts twice with the leather whip, striking her sensitive clitoris. The moment the whip struck, she screamed wildly, her body clenching in pain. Her hands clenched tightly, her brows furrowed, and two fiery red welts were left on her lower abdomen.
"Feels good, doesn't it! Feels good, doesn't it! Hahahaha." As if stimulated, the crew-cut man whipped her even more wildly.
"Ah—ah—it hurts…ah—."
"Damn it, I can't take it anymore, I'll go first."
The fat man shoved the crew-cut man aside and slid his penis down her vagina to her cervix. The crew-cut man sat beside her, watching indifferently.
"No…no…wait…no…wait."
With the fat man's thrusting, the friction against the welts made her genitals even more swollen and red. The pain made her shrink back repeatedly, but the fat man grabbed her back, gripped her buttocks, and thrust rapidly.
Unable to move, Katie could only endure the stimulation of each deep thrust, causing her contracting vagina to secrete more fluid. The pain was mixed with pleasure, and her body trembled involuntarily with each impact.
"Mmm...mmm...uh..."
She weakly cooperated with the fat man's thrusts, faster and deeper, each impact making her cry out louder, until the fat man shuddered and ejaculated completely, hot, sticky semen slowly flowing from her vaginal opening.
At this moment, the crew-cut man picked up many clamps and clipped them onto Katie's nipples, breasts, vagina, and clitoris—more than twenty in total—and then—
"Ah—!"

As he ripped them off, Katie felt as if someone was tearing her body apart. She screamed wildly, her body slightly sweating, convulsing uncontrollably.
"Hahahaha."
The crew-cut man seemed to have no interest in having sex with her, only wanting to continue torturing her. Hearing her screams of pain excited him even more. He forced the stick he had just used into her mouth, pushing it all the way down her throat. Katie kept gagging, tears streaming down her face.
"You'll kill her like this." The fat man frowned, pushed the crew-cut man away, and yanked the long stick out of her mouth.
The crew-cut man nonchalantly returned to the equipment section, looking for other tools that could excite him. Katie coughed incessantly, gasping for air, watching his back in terror, afraid he would use some other tool to torture her.
The crew-cut man held a long stick similar to the one he had used before, but instead of a stick, it was a triangular strip with serrated edges. He lifted Katie's buttocks and thrust it hard into her anus.
"Ah—, it hurts…it hurts so much…let me go…I don't want it anymore…please…"
Hearing the screams, the crew-cut man became even more excited, thrusting into her anus. Blood stained the long strip, and Katie convulsed in pain, feeling like she would die here today.
The fat man also inserted a long stick into her vagina, thrusting in and out repeatedly. Katie tensed, gripping the chain tightly, her face contorted in pain as she gritted her teeth to endure the agony of each insertion.
Seeing she was about to faint, the fat man let her rest.
Katie slumped weakly on the torture device, her body convulsing from the recent thrusting.
After resting, the crew-cut man began whipping her again. She screamed wildly, tears streaming down her face, but his screams only spurred him to whip her harder.
They played for over four hours until Katie finally succumbed and fainted. Visible whip marks, streaked with blood, were on her thighs and lower abdomen. Her hands and feet were swollen and red from the struggle. The rod-like object remained inserted into her anus and vagina, and her vaginal openings were torn and bleeding from the repeated thrusting, bloodstains clearly visible on her thighs. She had been crying for an unknown amount of time; her eyes were red, swollen, and still brimming with tears.
The fat man looked at the blood-stained, gruesome Katie, then shook his head at the crew-cut man beside him. This guy is a complete freak.
The crew-cut man, however, wore a maniacal grin, his excitement growing as he looked at the blood-soaked Katie, wanting to hear her screams of pain again, fueling his urge to whip her relentlessly.
The fat man, seeing the crew-cut man still trying to assault her, grabbed him and pulled him towards the door, fearing that if things continued, someone might actually die.
Katie had already lost consciousness, lying unconscious, covered in wounds…

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