That man

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I hate that man, I hate that man with the cigarette in his mouth, I hate that man who defiled my body with that cigarette.

That night, that man, I will remember it for the rest of my life.

I remember clearly that quiet night, being forcibly dragged into a dark alley by that man with the cigarette in his mouth.

I kept screaming, shouting for help, hoping that someone would pass by and notice my situation and rescue me.

But no matter how much I screamed and shouted, my voice almost hoarse, no one noticed my situation. It was as if the world only consisted of me and "it," a human and a beast.

He forced me to the wet ground of the alley, and my hands were quickly restrained and tied behind my back. With my hands out of control, I was basically powerless to resist.

The man straddled me, casually rubbing my breasts through my clothes, and I had no way to stop him.

"No! Please, take all the money in my purse, please let me go, I won't call the police!" Actually, my mind was still clear at that time. I knew that once I was subdued, nothing I said would make a difference. Give him all the money? Won't call the police? These words, coming from my subdued state, sounded like utter nonsense to the man! Even to my own ears, they sounded just as ridiculous!

But that was all I could do...

In the darkness, I couldn't even see the man's face clearly. In the pitch black, the only thing I could see was the faint glow of his cigarette.

"Swish!"

"Crack!"

With two crisp sounds passing by my ears, my shirt was ripped open on both sides by the man. The buttons that were attached to the shirt were scattered on the ground, and my dark purple bra was exposed to the man's gaze.

I... I was so ashamed that I wanted to disappear!

Aside from a brief moment during my school days, when I was exposed in the locker room during PE class, wearing only my underwear, I'd only ever done it in front of a few close girlfriends. But now, this strange man… The man stared lewdly at my chest and said, “You filthy bitch, you've got big tits!” Before he could finish his sentence, his devilish hands had already slipped under my bra and climbed onto my breasts!

“No! No!”

I cried out, hoping to awaken a shred of humanity in the man, to suddenly have mercy and let me escape his clutches.

I know this thought is naive, but even with the slightest hope of changing the situation, I would try.

Naturally, the man didn't stop there; instead, he intensified his actions, pushing my deep purple bra up, exposing my nipples, which I'd never shown off before, to the air. Without the bra's protection, my nipples silently stood erect in the cold air.

I felt my eyes brimming with tears: "Stop! Please, you can't do this!" I struggled, my knees repeatedly striking the man's back, trying my best to stop his beastly behavior. I knew perfectly well that if this continued, things would escalate to something far worse.

But the man remained unmoved by my resistance, sitting on me like a mountain, none of my movements able to budge him an inch… I could only watch helplessly as he put down his cigarette, slowly lowering his head, bringing my breasts closer and closer to his face.

My fear was captured in his eyes, his gaze, hungry and wild in the darkness, making me feel like a prey with nowhere to run.

And he, the hunter, the victor, seemed unsatisfied. His wild aura was overwhelming, and I, the prey, suddenly had a premonition of being toyed with… Isn't this exactly what a cat catching a mouse is all about?

Here it comes! It's coming!

His wet tongue reached out, targeting my nipple. I should have closed my eyes in fear, but I couldn't, witnessing the intimate contact between his tongue and my nipple.

Ah…

no one had ever told me what it felt like to have my nipple licked by a man. At that moment, I couldn't describe the feeling, especially being licked by a stranger… It was so uncomfortable! So uncomfortable!

That tingling, numb sensation spread from my chest throughout my body, coursing through my spine.

In an instant, my mind went blank, an indescribable shame overwhelming my thoughts. I didn't want to accept this reality; I wished it was all a lie!

However, my body clearly told me that it was real, that my body was being forcibly violated and humiliated by a stranger!

Ah! My God!

He… he actually took my… my entire nipple into his mouth! The sucking made soft, slurping sounds, like the devil mocking me.

I felt his tongue lick my face: "Hahaha! You're having a good time, aren't you? Look at your nipples, they're all standing up!" My body jolted: "No! No! Please let me go!" "Let you go? Don't be silly! How could I let you go when I'm this hard?" The man said, as he untied the restraints on his lower body, letting his magnificent manhood stand proudly in front of me!

No, really?

This... this is a man's thing? This thing, thick and thin, long and short like a baby's arm, is a man's penis?

The surface is covered with bulging blood vessels, and the fierce-looking thing exudes a heat that makes people almost melt. When that heat hits me, I can't help but feel dizzy and unconsciously take a deep breath.

The man seemed quite pleased with my dazed expression: "I'm going to use your breasts to play with my dick!" Before I could even grasp the meaning of his words, he had already put the cigarette he'd been holding back in his mouth, then forcefully grabbed my breasts with both hands, squeezing them together to create a deep cleavage.

He... he actually... thrust his... his... through the middle of my cleavage!

It was utterly disgusting! I hadn't dared to look at this horrifying scene, but I couldn't resist opening my eyes. And once I saw it, I couldn't look away! That fierce, ugly thing was relentlessly thrusting in and out of my cleavage, its enormous glans constantly protruding, flaunting the sovereignty that had been forcibly taken from my breasts—the sovereignty that originally belonged to me!

And, in a little while, this wicked organ would even spurt out thick, foul-smelling white fluid. The thought of that nauseating liquid splashing onto my skin sent chills down my spine!

The man's breathing grew heavier: "Hmph! You filthy bitch, I'm going to shoot my load on your tits first!" W-what? Was that horrible thing about to happen so soon?

The man suddenly sped up, thrusting about forty or fifty times, then roared, and white lava finally gushed out of the volcano.

So fishy!

So stinky!

The disgusting semen covered my chest and neck, some even splashing onto my chin and mouth. It felt like several leeches had suddenly landed on me, trying to drain my flesh, my mind, my soul… Before I could even process what was happening, the man was already moving on to his next move.

With two sharp "swish" sounds, my knee-length black skirt was torn to shreds by his violence, revealing my dark purple panties, the same set as my bra, and my two pale thighs.

Just as I was kicking my legs wildly in panic, the man's hand had already moved to my mons pubis, rhythmically pressing and massaging.

His hand was forceful, and his technique was rough, but amidst the vortex of pain, I was also surprised to find a sliver of pleasure.

Ah!

His hand, his hand… it was already inside my panties. I felt my pubic hair rubbing against his palm, his rough skin assaulting my delicate flesh, so fragile it couldn't withstand any hardship. Ah… with a "swish," my panties were no longer intact. The place I had so secretly protected for years was now completely exposed to this man! The man's gaze didn't linger on me for long, but his next move instantly captivated me... He silently raised his middle finger and thrust it into my most intimate place! I instinctively contracted my lower body muscles, but it didn't stop his finger from penetrating further, writhing even deeper inside.

I really wanted to try begging him again, hoping he would take pity on me and let me go, but... I didn't dare... I was afraid...

I was afraid that if I spoke, I would be asking him for more pleasure!

I didn't know if this was what they called technique; I only knew that my body gradually reacted under his rhythmic, rhythmic thrusts, and a certain part of my body became subtly moist... Was this what others called a reaction?

Everything before my eyes, everything my body was experiencing, was so unfamiliar. Perhaps it was precisely this unfamiliar feeling that became a force I couldn't resist?

I actually started having wild, unrestrained thoughts in this state, which even I found unbelievable.

However, the man quickly interrupted my thoughts… with his thrusting… I want to die… In that instant, only this thought appeared in my mind.

This thought didn't simply stem from the unparalleled physical pain. More so, it came from the feeling, as if a part of my soul had been ripped away, after the man's wild roar, after his brutal thrusting, after I had lost what was most precious to me.

I want to die…

Why, what I've protected all these years, was so easily lost because of a man's casual action? As casually as picking a roadside wildflower? And I, as that roadside wildflower, had no room for resistance?

Since my protection was so powerless, why didn't heaven send someone who would make me nod shyly, but instead sent someone casually, who casually plucked me away?

Then, what was the value of all my protection? What was the purpose of everything I did? Many people say I'm foolish. They say that in this world, modern women no longer need to persevere for such trivial matters and should enjoy life to the fullest. I've always disagreed; I believed my own thoughts were correct. However, the reality before me was so cruel. Were they really right?

What frustrated me even more was that my body seemed to agree with their ideas. The man thrust in and out, stimulating my body again and again. The pain gradually receded, and pleasure slowly crept into my heart.

My reason gradually couldn't suppress my body, and several times I inadvertently cried out due to the pleasure. Although they were just meaningless sounds like "uh-huh" and "ah-ah," I knew very well that every time I couldn't bear it and made a sound, it was equivalent to giving the man encouragement, encouraging him to ravage my body even more vigorously.

This wasn't my intention, nor what I hoped for, yet my body kept doing it… “Ugh…you motherfucking bitch…ugh, ugh…you were raped for the first time, and you're even moaning with pleasure, ugh…you slut, I'll fuck you to death, fuck you to death…” I knew he wanted to do something to my body, but I really didn't dare to refuse him. I was so afraid my body would continue to betray my mind, saying things I didn't want to say…The man suddenly roared, pressing his entire body against mine, and then I felt him leave some hot stuff inside me…Could it be that the part of my soul that was taken from me was being compensated for with these disgusting things?

However, unbelievably, my body continued to go against my thoughts, reaching its peak at the same time as the man.

“Hmph! You bitch, you can still orgasm after being raped, don't you think you deserve to be fucked?” Faced with the man's insults, I only felt tears welling up in my eyes, but my mouth remained silent. My body's reaction said it all. I... am a woman who needs to be fucked... "Damn it! Your rotten hole is worthy of being fucked a few times by my big dick, your asshole... I spit on it! It's just my ashtray at best." It hurts!

The man actually shoved a cigarette into my...

I realized at this moment I was as weak as a newborn chick, only able to say in a barely audible voice:

"Please... let me go! I've already been... please, have mercy on me, let me go..." The man kicked me hard in the stomach, making me arch my back in pain, unable to move, squeezing out hoarse groans and painful moans from my throat.

The man then untied the ropes on my hands with a satisfied look and left before my body could move again.

I looked at my tattered clothes, tidied myself up a bit, and dragged my humiliated and ravaged body home.

I didn't tell anyone about this, not even my family or my friends, and I didn't want to recall it again.

[The End]

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