Women who love to expose themselves

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I've been working the night shift these past few days. There's not much work; I go at midnight and come back at 3 AM. The weather's starting to get cooler, and it's pitch black outside with hardly anyone around. I had a new idea and told Xiaoli about it: when I go to my night shift, I'll tie her up, put a coat on her, take her outside, then put her down, take the coat away, and she can walk back herself. The thought of her waiting outside naked for three hours makes me incredibly excited. Xiaoli absolutely refuses, saying she'll only agree if I go first. Fine, anyway, she'll be working the night shift next week. Monday finally arrived, and we got ready. We left promptly at 11:30. Occasionally, one or two people would come and go in the neighborhood. Because it was dark, and I was wearing a coat, they couldn't see that I wasn't wearing anything underneath and was bound by ropes. Xiaoli rode her bike with me out of the neighborhood, heading towards the suburbs for about ten minutes. We even ran into a colleague on the way, which terrified me so much I almost peed myself. Luckily, he didn't notice. When we reached a secluded spot, Xiaoli put me down and added a few more restraints before going to work. I was left alone, too scared to even breathe. Actually, I had already given up on the way, but I was too embarrassed to say anything. It took me a while to come to my senses, and I realized that since things were already like this, I had no choice but to endure it.

My current restraints are basically a lot of tight bindings. Because of the rope around my neck, my head is held high, and there are two ropes constricting my vagina and anus. There's also a plastic bottle inserted into my anus, which I bought from a store. When I first saw it, I immediately thought it looked like that thing, and I thought the seller was really good at designing things, probably anticipating this purpose. Two ropes were wrapped around each knee, and one each around the ankle and instep. Two ropes from my hands crossed and wrapped around my feet, allowing me to take only small, quick steps, each one causing discomfort throughout my body. I tried a few steps and reached the roadside. By then, it was completely dark, and the streetlights were off. My courage slowly grew, and I suddenly felt a urge to cross the road. Every now and then, one or two cars would pass by. I listened quietly for a while, and when there was no sound in the distance, I started walking towards the road. Because it was a bit uphill, it took more effort and time than I expected. A car drove by, and I quickly tried to squat down, only to realize that my bindings only allowed me to kneel, almost like kowtowing. Standing up took a while, and by then, I was already getting wet down there. When I reached the median strip, another car passed by. This time, I didn't have to kneel; I just bent my knees slightly and hid behind two tall holly bushes to avoid it. Crossing the middle lane for motor vehicles was the most nerve-wracking part. Although it was only twenty or thirty meters, it felt longer than a long-distance run. As I approached the opposite median strip, I heard the sound of a car and quickened my pace. But when I got there, I discovered a terrible problem: I couldn't get onto the platform because of the restraints. I should have walked diagonally, but it was too late. I experienced that feeling again when my father almost saw me. I gritted my teeth and knelt down, then rolled to the side of the holly bush. This tightened the ropes from top to bottom, and I almost couldn't breathe. I was immobilized and cursed Xiaoli under my breath, while simultaneously hoping the car would drive faster, or I would definitely be seen. Just then, a car sped past, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I slowly adjusted myself and stood up, walking towards the other side. I had just reached the side when I heard the sound of a car, and then a car turned on its headlights and drove by. My legs went weak, and I tumbled off the roadside. This was terrible. The friction of my body against the ground was both painful and exciting, and the tightening ropes intensified the excitement.

Just then, I heard a man's voice: "What's wrong, girl?" I didn't know how to answer, so I pretended to faint. The man shone his flashlight on me for a while, hesitated, then bent down, picked me up, and quickly walked to his car. He put me on the back seat, started the car, and as soon as it started moving, I recognized it as the same car that had just passed by. He must have seen me and was coming back from the front. I couldn't help but feel scared. Fortunately, the car stopped again soon. He took a towel and wiped my body. I felt both ashamed and anxious, and I didn't dare to open my eyes to look at him. I tried to move my body frantically, but it didn't work. Instead, it only increased my allure. His towel moved over my sensitive areas, and when it touched my private parts, he laughed and said, "You've already come once, haha!" I had no choice but to open my eyes and say, "Don't touch me, take me home. Please." "Okay, but first tell me what happened, okay?" I told him the story I had prepared, saying that I owed someone money and couldn't pay it back, and that the other party wanted me to walk like this to settle things. But he didn't seem to care. While listening to me, he parted the rope binding my labia and began to caress them. Finally, he said it was okay, play with your brother for a while, and I'll drive you home later. I quickly said no. But I knew it was pointless; he looked almost forty, what good could it possibly be if he called himself "brother"? I had no choice but to offer myself up. The rest is history. He initially used a condom, afraid of contracting a disease, but once he saw I was a virgin, he took it off. Especially after he entered and discovered the secret of my anus, I was utterly ashamed. I could only close my eyes and resign myself to fate. The feeling of having sex with a man for the first time can only be described as a mix of emotions. Finally, he ejaculated inside my uterus. Then I heard him get up and light a cigarette. I could feel him admiring my body. Suddenly, he blew smoke into my face, making me cough and tear up. He picked me up, placed my legs between the front seats, and pressed my head between his legs. I knew what he was going to do. After struggling futilely for a while, I had no choice but to serve him. He even used his toes to probe my genitals, rubbed my breasts with his legs, and pressed the bottle in my anus with his hand. I reached orgasm again. After that, he took me back to where we started. He got out of the car, carried me out, and then, after thinking for a moment, found a black cloth and covered me with it. I knew he was afraid I would see his license plate. I was both angry and anxious and wanted to scream. When he saw this, he put me back in the car, took out a sausage, stuffed it into my mouth, tied it with a rope, and then mischievously stuffed another sausage into my genitals. Only then did he put me out of the car. Hearing the car drive away, I felt a mix of hatred and fear. How was I going to get home? After this ordeal, all I wanted was to get home and take a hot shower. First, I needed to remove the blindfold. Relying on my memory, I groped my way to a tree by the roadside. The driver had removed the ropes binding my legs to make it easier to enter me, so my steps were slightly larger, and my legs could spread apart, but it was still far from my normal walking ability. Since I couldn't bend my upper body, I could only use my legs to grip the tree trunk, rubbing the blindfold against my eyes by slightly bending and straightening them. But after more than ten minutes, I had only managed to move the blindfold down a little. The back-and-forth movement caused the three cylindrical objects inside me to move constantly, and I was about to reach my limit.

Just then, another car drove up and stopped by the roadside. I heard someone say, "We're almost home, let's relieve ourselves first." I vaguely saw two or three people get out of the car, followed by the sound of urination. I pressed myself tightly against the tree, hoping not to be seen. But when I heard someone exclaim "Huh?", I knew something was wrong. Sure enough, several people surrounded me. One of them said, "Little sister, what's wrong? Let us help you." I quickly nodded, thinking I'd met some kind people, but reality told me I was wrong again. They didn't untie my ropes before lifting me into the car. I was laid flat on the laps of three people, and my body was harassed all over. As the car moved, one of them took out his penis and rubbed it against my body. After a while, the car stopped, and I was lifted off the car. By then, they had removed everything from my body, which made me feel a sense of relief. But what happened next was something I would never forget. I was first placed on a mound, and I couldn't help but think of the cemetery behind our house. Later, I learned that it was that very place. I lay on my back, my waist against the grave mound, as they attacked me from both sides. One penetrated my anus from below, another into my vagina, one clamped his penis between my breasts, and another put it in my mouth. My body was pushed to its limit. Soon after, they ejaculated one after another, then switched positions, busy with their own pleasure. They then switched me to my back, tightening the rope, my hands and feet almost bound together. Only my abdomen was against the grave mound; the rest of me was hanging, making it even more unbearable. The constant orgasms were driving me crazy. Then one of them said that such a classic scene should be photographed, and the others agreed. One of them drove away and returned shortly after. Another said, "Take a full picture of her; we'll only take pictures of her lower body." They positioned me in an airplane position and entered my body from various places. The one who had inserted his penis into my mouth pulled down my face cloth but wouldn't let me look up, turning my body to the side so that they could see my face. When I opened my eyes, I saw the car headlights illuminating the area around my body brightly. The camera was also covered with a cloth and set up on a tripod. After taking a few pictures, someone said it was too slow and suggested I take pictures with my face covered. This meant I was now facing a naked man with a mask on. I quickly closed my eyes, but the person ordered me to open them. Hesitating for a moment, I was hit several times in the face, so I had to open my eyes wide. At this point, I could see my surroundings clearly; it was probably the construction site behind my house. We were on the edge of several buildings, surrounded by overgrown weeds. The grave mound beneath me was relatively neat. They seemed to live nearby, and were being very cautious due to the recent crackdown. After an unknown amount of time, and I don't know how many times each of them fired, I was blindfolded again and listened to the sound of cars driving away. After a while, my mind gradually cleared. I rolled off the grave mound, moved around, found a protruding object to use as a pillow, and used it to remove the cloth—something I had thought of when I was lying on my back. I also found a small piece of metal and cut the single strand of rope connecting my hands and feet. These things sound easy, but you'll know how difficult it is if you're actually tied up like a horse and do it yourself. I had to rest for a while, straightening my numb legs. I couldn't move for a moment, but after a while, I could move again. I struggled to stand up, intending to break the ropes on the scaffolding, but seeing that the scaffolding was unstable and it was almost dawn, I decided to go back first. I made sure I knew which way to go and started walking back step by step. Every step was excruciatingly painful, and I was afraid of bumping into someone. By then, it was already getting light.

When I reached the wall separating our community from mine, my heart sank. The iron gate was locked. The light outside the guardhouse was about 100 watts, but the light inside was off. It looked like they were about to start work again. I hid in the shadows for a while, then steeled myself and went over. One of the gaps in the iron bars was larger, probably made by kids playing on the construction site. I wasn't sure if I could manage. I stretched one leg through, then rubbed my breast against it. My bottom hit the cold iron railing, and the iron gate started swaying back and forth, making a particularly jarring sound that terrified me. Luckily, there was no movement inside. I struggled to squeeze my head through, then my other half, but the iron gate still made a loud noise. I heard someone shout, "Who's there?" Then the lights came on. I quickly ran to the nearest building, crouched down against the wall, and hid. I heard someone shout again, "Who's there?" At that moment, I couldn't hold back anymore and wet myself. There were still five buildings between here and where I lived. I had to get back immediately, otherwise, my breakfast stall would be in trouble. I carefully circled around those buildings; thankfully, no one was there. Finally, we arrived. I gently bumped the door with my head, but there was no response. Just then, I heard Brother Wang Er from next door heading out to deliver goods, tying them up. I panicked and bumped the door a few more times with my head, but still no response. Brother Wang Er had already opened the door. I was so anxious I was almost in tears. Suddenly, someone hugged me from behind. I was startled and turned around to see Xiao Li. I scolded her, "Where have you been?" Before she could answer, the cargo tricycle was already out. It was too late to open the door now. In a moment of inspiration, I squatted down under the holly tree between the two houses and urged Xiao Li to open the door quickly. Xiao Li opened the security door, and Brother Wang Er came out. He chatted with Xiao Li while tidying up the goods. Suddenly, Xiao Li said, "Hey! Why can't I open this door? Brother Wang Er, can you help me?" I heard Brother Wang Er reply that he would come right away. I was already terrified, and upon hearing this, my lower body tensed up, and I ejaculated again. However, after a night of toil, the amount was very small. Xiaoli laughed and said, "No need, it's already on." I then realized this little girl had deliberately scared me. After Wang Er rode away on his bike, I immediately slipped into the house. Xiaoli followed me in, saying, "Where have you been? I couldn't find you anywhere." She untied my ropes and poured me a bath. While I was bathing, I told her about the night's events, only omitting the fact that I'd been photographed. She was stunned. Finally, she asked me, "Did you enjoy it?" I was so angry I almost fainted.

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