Rape of Ziling

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At 9:40 PM, Lao Qin saw off the last shuttle bus and walked back to the guardhouse, intending to have a late-night snack. Almost everyone in the company, except for the R&D department, had already left. Just then, the sound of high heels clicking behind him came. Lao Qin turned around and saw it was Wang Ziling, the beautiful woman from the HR department.

Wang Ziling had been working overtime until after 9 PM that day, intending to catch the last shuttle bus, but she suddenly had a stomachache and went to the restroom. When she came out, the shuttle bus had already left.

"Ms. Wang, you're leaving work so late today?" Lao Qin greeted Ziling.

"Yes, did the shuttle bus leave?" Ziling replied. After several months, Ziling still didn't have a good impression of this forty-year-old man.

"There are no more shuttle buses now," Lao Qin said. "Do you want to call a taxi?" "Sure, thank you!" Ziling said.

As Lao Qin walked back to the guardhouse, preparing to call a taxi, he saw the fox-eyed beauty, Zi Ling, standing outside. Today, Zi Ling was wearing a well-tailored beige light jacket and a light green thin shirt, paired with a plaid skirt, carrying a Burberry bag, and wearing pink and green sandals. She exuded youthful vitality.

She stood with her back to Lao Qin, and as he looked at her curvaceous figure, he couldn't help but imagine her smooth, snow-white body. He was now incredibly lustful, swallowing hard, and put down the phone.

"Miss Wang, I called the taxi company, and they said a car will be here in ten minutes," Lao Qin said to Zi Ling outside the guardhouse.

Ziling turned around, smiled and nodded at Lao Qin, her charming fox-like eyes narrowing, her shallow dimples highlighting her red lips—truly irresistible, making Lao Qin's desire burn fiercely within him.

Lao Qin said again, "Miss Wang, would you like to come in and wait?" "No need, it's only ten minutes. I'll just wait outside." Ziling finished speaking and continued to wait at the guardhouse door.

Lao Qin thought to himself, "Wait? You'll be lucky to wait." Then Lao Qin opened a drawer, took out the stun gun the company had prepared for the guards' self-defense, and walked outside.

Ziling saw Lao Qin come out but didn't pay him any mind, continuing to stand there looking at the road outside the company. Hongda Electronics was located in an industrial area, and there weren't many cars outside at this time. Suddenly, Ziling heard a soft "click" behind her. Just as she was about to turn around, a powerful electric shock knocked her unconscious.

Old Qin struck Zi Ling from behind, then rushed forward and caught the limp Zi Ling. Taking advantage of the absence of others, he dragged her into the storage room behind the guardhouse. He placed her on the ground, pinched her pink cheeks, and grinned lewdly.

"Little slut, I told you I'd get my turn someday!" He checked his watch; it wasn't even ten o'clock yet. He figured it would be safer to do it around one or two in the morning. He decided to tie this beauty up first, lest she escape.

When Zi Ling opened her eyes, she found herself in complete darkness. She seemed to be sitting against a wall. Trying to move, she discovered her wrists were tied above her head. She struggled; her wrists were likely tied to an iron pipe. Her ankles were also bound. She tried to scream, but her mouth was stuffed with a cloth. Trying to spit it out, she found a rope wrapped around her mouth and tied behind her neck.

At this moment, Ziling was utterly terrified. She struggled violently, twisting and kicking her body, but the rope binding her hands was extremely tight. The more she struggled, the more her wrists hurt, so she had to give up. By then, her eyes had adjusted to the darkness. She looked around; the room was quite small, with some cleaning supplies and a folding chair haphazardly piled around the perimeter. The only entrance was a door on her left.

Ziling began to recall what had just happened. She was clearly waiting for a taxi at the company entrance when suddenly she was electrocuted and lost consciousness. "Who attacked me?" Ziling wondered, a lewd smile flashing through her mind.

Just then, the door to her left opened, and Ziling was blinded by the sudden bright light. The door was quickly closed again, the light in the small room was turned on, and a man carrying a baton walked in. He knelt down in front of Ziling: "Miss Wang, you're awake." A repulsive, lewd smile spread across his face. It was none other than the detestable middle-aged lecher, Old Qin.

"Ugh...ugh..." Ziling curled up as Old Qin approached. She tried to speak, but her mouth was gagged, and she could only let out muffled moans.

"Little beauty, what do you want to say?" Old Qin revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth and said, "I know, you want to say:

'Come and fuck me, my hole is so itchy,' right?"

Ziling had never heard such shameless words before. Although she wasn't a pure virgin and had had several boyfriends, she blushed and shook her head frantically.

Old Qin ignored her, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and blew the cigarette in Zi Ling's face. Zi Ling frowned and turned her head away. Old Qin continued, "Don't be shy, every woman has times when her vagina itches! Tell me honestly, is your vagina very itchy?" Zi Ling shook her head frantically at his words. Although she didn't like Old Qin's appearance, she never dreamed that someone who usually seemed timid and hesitant could be such a lewd and shameless guy.

Old Qin wasn't angry. After exhaling a puff of smoke, he said, "Oh dear, it's not your vagina that's itchy, it's your asshole! I never would have guessed that a beauty like you would enjoy getting your ass fucked." Hearing this, Zi Ling's face turned bright red with anger. Normally, with her arrogant temperament, she would have already started cursing. But now, with her hands and feet restrained, she couldn't even ignore him, let alone curse. She could only hear Old Qin's shameless words coming one after another. Zi Ling was both amused and angry, and could only shake her head frantically.

Seeing that Zi Ling had closed her eyes, Old Qin shook his head again and said, "You're not saying anything, so it seems you agree. Sigh, it seems I'll have to sacrifice myself and help you stop the itch." Old Qin was clearly being shameless, and Zi Ling heard him clearly. She wanted to protest, but couldn't speak, and could only make muffled noises.

"You want me to hurry up, right? Sigh, why are all young girls these days so impatient!" Old Qin said with a lewd grin. Ziling's face showed terror, her lecherous fox-like eyes filled with pleading, but encountering Old Qin, this lecherous devil, only aroused his lust even more.

"Here's the deal, if you want me to do it from behind, turn your head to the left; if you want me to do it from the front, turn your head to the right. If you don't turn to either side, then you want me to do it to your ass. You choose!" Old Qin threw away his almost-finished cigarette butt, stood up, and shouted, "Hurry up and decide, a night of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold!" As soon as he finished speaking, Old Qin had already unzipped his pants, and then quickly took off his shirt, revealing a huge, angry penis swaying in Ziling's terrified eyes.

When Ziling saw Old Qin's huge weapon standing erect in the thick black hair, she knew he was serious. At this moment, her mind went blank, and no matter how she turned her head, it didn't work. Seeing Old Qin's huge penis approaching her eyes, Ziling was completely at a loss.

"Make a decision quickly!!!" Old Qin suddenly raised his voice, his shiny mushroom-shaped head almost touching Zi Ling's nose. Startled, Zi Ling turned her head away; it was to the left.

"You like coming from the front, huh? This is your own decision." Old Qin chuckled slyly.

"Ugh... ugh..." Zi Ling's beautiful face was filled with terror, and she let out a sigh of resistance through her gagged mouth. But Old Qin grabbed her hair, his hard, hot penis rubbing against her smooth cheek, a strong body odor assaulting Zi Ling's mind. "

Help... someone save me!" Zi Ling cried out in her heart, tears of shame streaming down her face. Clear tears streamed down her snow-white cheeks, only to be pierced by Old Qin's purplish-red glans, mingling with the precum flowing from his urethra and smearing her face.

Old Qin then bent down, his hand slowly pushing upwards between Zi Ling's legs. Zi Ling squeezed her thighs tightly, but couldn't stop Old Qin's rough and powerful hands. Old Qin knew he had plenty of time; it was only 1:30, and no one would come even if he worked until 5:00.

No need to rush; he wanted to slowly enjoy raping the beautiful woman, to bring her to orgasm with his perverse desires.

Old Qin slowly lifted Zi Ling's plaid skirt. Zi Ling twisted her body, but the sexy lace-trimmed panties under the skirt seemed to greet Old Qin. Old Qin's hand also moved down her elastic thighs to between her legs, giving Zi Ling a chill, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so warm here," Old Qin said. "This touch is amazing." His hand rubbed against the crotch of Zi Ling's panties, and Zi Ling's struggles allowed Old Qin's hand to fully feel the elastic flesh.

"Hey, I'm going to lick your feet now. If you dare kick me, don't blame me for being impolite," Old Qin said. He continued to lick Zi Ling's legs down. Zi Ling's body trembled slightly with fear. Old Qin licked all the way down to her slender ankles, then untied the ropes, grabbed Zi Ling's ankles with both hands, lifted her feet (still wearing high heels), and kissed the instep of Zi Ling's foot.

Zi Ling felt the touch and heat of Old Qin's lips, and the disgusting feeling could no longer be suppressed. She kicked hard with both feet. Although Old Qin was lucky enough not to be hit by the heel of the high heel, the force made him fall to the ground.

"Fuck your mother! Didn't I tell you not to move?" Old Qin immediately stood up, grabbing the stun gun used by the guards. With a soft click, the iron rod sprang out. Old Qin swung the rod, aiming for Zi Ling's thigh. When the rod struck her thigh, the excruciating pain caused Zi Ling, whose mouth was stuffed with something, to let out a loud groan, her slender body writhing in agony.

Old Qin had certainly hit women before, but hitting such a beautiful one was a first. Seeing Zi Ling's slender body writhing in pain invigorated him, and he continued to swing the thin iron rod at Zi Ling's breasts, waist, buttocks, and calves.

Poor Zi Ling's hands were tied to the wall, leaving her powerless to resist. She could only writhe on the ground. Fortunately, Old Qin was only trying to watch her writhe, so he held back a little. Even so, it was enough to make her cry incessantly, her skin feeling like it was being torn apart.

After beating her for a while, Old Qin raised the thin iron rod high and said to Ziling, whose face was covered in tears, "Are you going to move again?" Ziling shook her head violently.

"Be good, that's how it should be." Old Qin put down the baton and squatted down again. "I didn't want to beat such a beautiful girl like this, she looks so pitiful." After saying that, he bent down and gently picked up Ziling's slender feet. He put his mouth to hers and slowly licked up her instep, from her instep, shinbone, calf, knee, and along the inside of her thigh, all the way to the erogenous zone between her legs. Old Qin's movements were extremely slow and provocative. When his tongue reached the back of her knee, a slight electric current surged up, and Ziling's body trembled slightly. Old Qin then stubbornly licked back and forth on the back of her knees, his wet, hot tongue constantly teasing her sensitive nerves.

"This man is really annoying," Zi Ling thought. Old Qin's slow movements stirred a nauseating flutter in her heart, a ripple of sensation akin to a series of slight electric shocks. Every hair on her body stood on end, and every cell in her body became increasingly sensitive.

When Old Qin's hot, moist breath brushed against her lips, even through her underwear and soft pubic hair, Zi Ling felt as if she were wearing nothing at all, the heat making her slightly breathless.

Old Qin looked up, a smile playing on his lips. That knowing, dismissive look was almost unbearable for Zi Ling. He grabbed her thin shirt with both hands and ripped it open, the buttons popping up to reveal her smooth abdominal skin and pale purple bra.

"Your skin is amazing," Old Qin said, reaching down to Zi Ling's smooth back. With a gentle squeeze, the back clasp of her bra opened, and two soft mounds of flesh quickly jumped into his hands. He skillfully stroked her soft, elastic breasts, while simultaneously pinching her small, brown nipples with his fingers.

"Mmm..." Zi Ling felt even more vulnerable. Old Qin then buried his head down, his warm, wet tongue sliding down from her navel, then biting down on her thin panties, slowly pulling them off. Old Qin removed the last layer of defense covering her vulva, and his thick lips immediately kissed Zi Ling's labia. "Uh..." Zi Ling made a sound from her throat.

Old Qin's tongue quickly parted Zi Ling's vulva, licking carefully, while his hot, rough hands patiently searched for any erogenous zones to attack from her 23-inch waist to her 34C breasts.

"Ugh...uh...mmm..." Ziling resisted Lao Qin's terrifyingly skillful and patient teasing, twisting her body to try and escape his attack. But Lao Qin's mouth was like a leech, clinging tightly to the entrance of her secret cave. Unlike most people who directly attack the sensitive clitoris, he repeatedly licked up and down along Ziling's smooth labia. So when he occasionally swept his tongue across Ziling's clitoris, one could hear the beautiful moans coming from Ziling's nostrils.

"Can you feel it?" Lao Qin looked up and said. Under his attack, Ziling's pink, smooth labia were engorged and open, and a large amount of salty and sour vaginal fluid gushed out. "This is what's flowing out of your little hole." Lao Qin dipped his finger in the vaginal fluid and held it up in front of Ziling's eyes to show off.

Ziling's fair face flushed a pinkish-rose color. She wasn't inexperienced and knew her body's reactions. Looking at the glistening precum on Lao Qin's fingers, she could only close her eyes and refuse to acknowledge it.

"Sorry, it's okay, this is just the beginning. I guarantee you'll be screaming with pleasure later," Lao Qin said with a sly grin. Ziling's reaction gave him increasing confidence.

Lao Qin then launched another attack, his right knee pressing between Ziling's thighs, his right index and middle fingers sliding into her vulva, his thumb pressing on her clitoris, his left hand holding her left breast, while his mouth occupied her right breast. Now, Ziling's vital parts were attacked simultaneously. Old Qin dug hard with one hand and rubbed vigorously with the other, biting and licking with his mouth, making Ziling feel like a switched-on electric doll. Her breathing quickened, her 23-inch waist twisted wildly, and her long legs kicked incessantly. Her pinkish-green sandals with butterfly decorations were hanging on her beautiful feet, almost flying off.

But Old Qin clung tightly to Ziling's body like a leech that had found its prey. Ziling's pleasure intensified rapidly, her soft body felt like it was on fire, and she made baby-like moans from her nostrils. Saliva even dripped from the corner of her mouth, which was stuffed with a towel. Old Qin pulled the towel out of Ziling's mouth and covered her mouth with his.

Ziling immediately kissed Old Qin passionately as if she had found a treasure. Her hot tongue searched for the tongue of the lewd middle-aged man in front of her, greedily sucking his saliva. Her long, fox-like eyes had long lost their usual arrogance, only showing a burning desire.

"Ah...I...so comfortable...so good...faster...I can't take it anymore...oh...oh..." Ziling released Lao Qin's mouth, letting out a charming moan. Her writhing body stopped moving. Lao Qin's fingers inside her secret place felt like they had found water in a well. Ziling's snow-white thighs were spread wide open, making it easier for his fingers to explore. Excited lustful fluid gushed from her pink lips. With a splashing sound, Lao Qin hadn't even penetrated her yet, but he had already pushed Ziling to her first orgasm of the night.

Ziling was panting, her face flushed, her firm breasts heaving. Her already alluring eyes were now even more charming and seductive, and those eyes were now fixed on Lao Qin.

"How was it? Was it comfortable?" Old Qin was still holding her, and he pulled his fingers out of her vagina, wiping them wetly on Zi Ling's breasts. "Want me to do it?" Old Qin said.

"Why do you speak so crudely?" Zi Ling said. "I can't say things like that." "Is that so?" Old Qin said teasingly. "Then I won't force you." He knelt between Zi Ling's legs, his thick penis pressing directly against her wet, hot labia, the hot glans rubbing against her clitoris.

"Ah...you're so annoying!" Zi Ling cried out. Sometimes the glans would slip past the entrance of her vagina, and she would arch her back to follow, but Old Qin would only let the glans go in a little bit before pulling away.

"Just say, 'I'll let you fuck me, fuck me to death,' that's all." Old Qin held his large penis in his hand. Actually, he also wanted to bury his penis deep into Zi Ling's vagina, but he enjoyed playing with the young beauty more, and besides, there was still plenty of time.

"No...no." Ziling shook her head, her beautiful wavy hair swaying. "Ugh...ah...give it to me now." "No way, if you're not good, I won't give it to you. Hurry up and say it." Old Qin continued to tease Ziling mischievously.

"Ah...I'm so embarrassed...oh..." Ziling glanced down at the thick, hard penis, glistening with precum under the light, the glans rubbing against her sensitive clitoris.

"Hurry up, if you want my big penis inside you, just say it." Old Qin continued his teasing, burying the glans in a little and then pulling it out, making Ziling almost cry.

"You...ugh...hurry...fuck me, fuck me to death..." Ziling closed her eyes, turning her head away as she said this, not wanting Old Qin to see her blushing face.

"No, you have to say it to me." Old Qin grabbed her chin and turned her face towards him.

"You're teasing me, I won't say it." Zi Ling blushed and bit her lower lip.

"Then I'll have to apologize to my little brother and your little sister." Old Qin stared into Zi Ling's eyes, determined to make this proud woman say shameful things.

"Ah...you bad man." Zi Ling sighed, "Fuck me, fuck me to death." She finally said these words in front of Old Qin. Zi Ling seemed to lower her head with relief, abandoning her self-respect under the coercion of the hot penis and lust.

"Then I won't be polite." Old Qin thrust his waist, his large glans forcing open the soft labia and pushing into Zi Ling's deepest part.

"Ugh... Ahhh." The enormous penis pierced her body like a wooden stake. Ziling opened her mouth wide and let out an annoying sigh. After a long period of teasing and flirting, the long-awaited penetration made her body exceptionally sensitive. Moreover, Lao Qin's cannon was something she had never experienced before, especially his glans, which was particularly large. When it entered, Ziling could only open her mouth wide and gasp for breath.

"Oh, you fucking know how to grip." Lao Qin lifted Ziling's right leg, and his penis slowly advanced deeper into Ziling's body. Her warm and moist vagina immediately excitedly wrapped around his penis.

Ziling groaned. Lao Qin's glans was now pressing against her clitoris, but it was still moving forward. She could hardly believe it, but the feeling in her body forced her to believe it. The glans seemed to be pushing all the way from the entrance of her vagina to her throat, a terrifying stimulation.

"Did it hit the bottom... Hmm..." Old Qin said, and she found that the glans had already pressed against the clitoris. It seemed that Zi Ling's vagina was very shallow, but shallow as it was, it could actually fit anything big. This kind of woman would be very popular with men because she could feel satisfied no matter the size of the penis, and it was easy for her to reach orgasm.

"Oh my god...so good...so big...oh...uh..." Ziling exclaimed. The enormous penis gave her, already extremely sensitive, an unprecedented pleasure. Her clitoris was squeezed by the large glans, inching inward. The terrifying pressure of being penetrated erupted from the depths of her vagina, sending waves of intense pleasure through her. "Insert...all the way in...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah!" "You can't take it already?" Lao Qin said. "I haven't even started moving yet." Lao Qin finally inserted his entire penis. He savored the pleasurable feeling of being tightly connected with Ziling, rubbing the glans against her cervix.

"Ahhh...this...it's so scary..." Ziling cried out. Just the process of Lao Qin penetrating her so deeply was enough to bring her to orgasm. Her thoroughly aroused vagina had begun to contract.

"Then I'll make you feel good." Old Qin pulled his penis all the way out, leaving only the glans inside, and then forcefully thrust it back in.

"Ahhhhhh..." Zi Ling twisted her head, her hair flying everywhere. Just the first thrust gave her a feeling of flying.

"Does it feel good... um... um..." Old Qin began his vigorous piston-like movements. Zi Ling's reaction was unexpectedly strong. After only a few thrusts, her sensitive vagina began to contract and tighten, and a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out.

"Oh my god... oh my god, no... no more... ahhhhhhhh..." Zi Ling twisted her body wildly, the nylon rope on her wrists drawing excited marks on her fair skin. Terrifying pleasure kept emanating from their tightly joined genitals.

"You came so quickly? You're really useless." Old Qin said breathlessly, knowing that his patient teasing had worked. Ziling's sensitive body quickly reached its peak under the penetration of Lao Qin's massive penis. Then, he helped the limp Ziling to her feet, lifting her left leg so that only her right foot was on the ground. Ziling leaned against the wall, Lao Qin's thick, fleshy penis thrusting forcefully into her clitoris again and again.

"I'm going to die...oh...I'm going to be fucked to death by the Great Southern Kingdom..." Ziling screamed, her right leg, standing alone, almost cramping. Each time Lao Qin thrust hard, her clitoris felt intense pleasure, as if her body was about to be thrown away.

"Am I fucking you good...hmm..." Lao Qin also growled. Besides the sounds of panting, the small storage room was filled with the slapping sounds of their genitals colliding.

"Yes...yes...yes...I feel so good...ahhh...I want it again...oh...ah...I'm coming...coming...no more...ah..." Ziling screamed as if she were dying. Waves of pleasure made her head numb, her vision went black, and she almost collapsed, but her vagina seemed to be cramping and frantically clenching Lao Qin's penis.

When Ziling came back to her senses from the afterglow of her orgasm, she found herself lying on the ground, the nylon rope on her hands had been untied, and Lao Qin's lewd face was looking at her smugly. She couldn't help but feel ashamed. "What are you looking at?" Ziling spat. After the several orgasms just now, her feelings for this man seemed to have suddenly become very good, at least at this moment, while the man's big penis was still deeply inserted into her body.

"No, I think you're very beautiful," Old Qin said with a grin.

"You, you forced me! This is rape... Ouch... You... Ah... Ah... No... No... No..." Before Zi Ling could finish speaking, that deadly penis began to pound violently again. Zi Ling resisted verbally, but her hands gripped Old Qin's shoulders tightly, her legs quickly locking around his lower back, her waist twisting and thrusting upwards.

"If it's you, you might as well arrest me and shoot me," Old Qin growled.

At this moment, Old Qin braced himself on his arms, unleashing his skills that drove women wild, thrusting forcefully. Each time, the large glans almost pulled out before forcefully thrusting back into Ziling's pink labia. Their mixed vaginal fluids turned into a white, sticky liquid, covering their genitals. The colliding flesh made slapping sounds, and the two, panting heavily, could only utter heavy breaths and Ziling's moans.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Ah... You're killing me... Big cock husband... Oh... You're so strong... I feel so good... Oh..." Ziling kept emitting frenzied moans and cries, not even knowing what she was saying. She just couldn't bear it if she didn't scream; the overwhelming pleasure had completely plunged her into the frenzy of sex.

"Don't move... Ah... Spare me... No... I'm going to die... Ahhh... Good husband... You're killing me... Spare me... Ahhh..." Ziling screamed as she reached her climax. Her vision was blurred, and the continuous orgasms had reached her limit. Her alluring fox-like eyes were turning white with pleasure, and her toes were cramping.

But Old Qin was also nearing his climax. He struggled to free himself from Zi Ling's entangled legs, lifting them onto his shoulders. His thick, hard penis continued to pound into Zi Ling's trembling clitoris, sending her to orgasm after orgasm.

"I'm coming!" Old Qin roared, his large glans, pressing against her clitoris, finally ejaculating thick, hot semen, pouring into the young working woman's fiery womb.

[The End]

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