The woman who was raped and murdered

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In the dead of night in the metropolis, in a back alley untouched by the dazzling neon lights, the clatter of high-heeled shoes echoed. Judging from the figure, one thing was certain: it was a beautiful woman. Short hair, a slender, well-proportioned figure, and the way her full hips swayed with each step stirred endless fantasies in any man who saw her. But the most beautiful part of her body was undoubtedly her long, shapely legs exposed beneath her miniskirt! Her full, shapely figure, long legs, and slender ankles were like a wine glass filled with red wine—so outstanding, so captivating!

Just then, "Ah…ah…" the cry of a baby came from the end of a dark street. The cry attracted the woman's attention; perhaps driven by a woman's innate curiosity and maternal instincts, she followed the sound.

At the end of the street, under the streetlights, a lone baby stroller came into view. As she approached, the crying grew louder. The woman tiptoed to the stroller and gently lifted the sheet covering it. Suddenly, instead of a cute baby, she saw… a tape recorder, from which came the clear cry of a baby.

Just as the woman was astonished, a dark figure appeared on the wall beside her. She could clearly see the figure holding a thick stick and forcefully bringing it down on the woman's head. "Bang!" The stick struck the woman's head hard, and before she could even cry out, she collapsed to the ground, falling into a deep coma.

Then, half of Amin's face appeared in the darkness, expressionless. Wearing red glasses, he looked particularly terrifying. He walked to the woman, reached out and grabbed her slender waist, easily hoisting her onto his shoulder. He calmly walked to a large van parked in a dark corner, opened the door, roughly threw the woman onto the back seat, started the engine, and the car vanished into the night… In the center of the empty room, in a dry bathtub, the beautiful woman lay unconscious, completely naked. Her tightly closed eyes accentuated her beautiful eyelashes.

The woman had large breasts, pink nipples set in high peaks. Her skin was smooth and delicate, with dense pubic hair on her lower abdomen that glistened in the dim light. Having removed her skirt and underwear, her legs appeared even longer and more beautiful. Her nails were painted pink, showing that she was a very particular woman.

At this moment, Amin, completely naked, walked to the edge of the bathtub, his eyes gleaming coldly. He reached out and began to stroke down the woman's neck, his two index fingers gently circling her nipples, occasionally pinching them and rubbing them between his thumb and forefinger. His palms pushed and kneaded her breasts up and down, and the woman slightly frowned but did not wake up.

Amin's hand continued to move downwards, tracing her flat stomach, and began to stroke her pubic hair. Amin spread the woman's legs apart, placing them on either side of the bathtub, clearly exposing her tightly closed vulva to his eyes. His breathing became a little rapid, and his two index and middle fingers began to caress the woman's clitoris. Soon, a white, cloudy fluid flowed from her vagina. When a woman is stimulated, whether willingly or not, her lower body will respond to the stimulation. Perhaps this is the tragedy of women!

Amin's gaze shifted to the woman's legs, and suddenly, a fire ignited in his eyes. He opened his mouth, breathing heavily, his hand stroking down the woman's thighs inch by inch. He closed his eyes, savoring the pleasure her legs brought.

When his six fingers touched the softest part of her inner thigh, Amin's whole body trembled. He could no longer resist. He jumped into the bathtub, his face responding to the stimulation, and grasped his already hard, pebble-like penis, thrusting it into the woman's opening.

The woman made sounds of "Ah...ah...ah," but didn't wake up. With Amin's thrusts, her head swayed from side to side, her mouth slightly open, breathing softly.

Amin, also with his eyes closed, diligently thrust into her wet vagina. The narrow vaginal walls tightly gripped his penis, the occasional natural contractions causing Amin to wince in pleasure.

Aming brought the woman's legs together and placed them on his shoulders, allowing her vagina to clamp even tighter. With each thrust, Aming could clearly feel his glans throbbing intensely inside her.

Along with the rhythm of his thrusts, Aming's hands rhythmically caressed the woman's legs, his tongue frantically licking her ankles. He took each of her toes into his mouth, sucking and licking, his tongue gently circling the soles of her feet.

At this moment, the greatest pleasure for Aming wasn't the intense friction between his penis and the vaginal walls, but rather the caress and licking of the woman's beautiful legs with his hands and tongue! Suddenly, Aming felt a tightening in his waist, "Ah…" a long sigh escaped his lips, and his semen spurted from his glans, deeply penetrating the woman's vagina… Aming got up and left the bathtub. After gazing at the naked woman lying on her back in the tub for a long time, he reached under her and lifted her up, calmly walking into another room.

There was a workbench in the room. Amin laid the woman flat on it; her body gleamed a glaring bronze under the yellow light. Amin took out a black pen and examined her naked legs as if admiring a priceless work of art. After a long while, as if making a momentous decision, he carefully drew a straight line around the woman's groin.

The woman was completely at his mercy, turned over and over on the workbench, every part of her body under his scrutiny. Amin tied the woman to the workbench in a large "Y" shape, preparing for the next step.

"Gah...gah...gah..." The ear-piercing sound of a chainsaw seemed to shatter the ceiling of the small room. Amin, dressed in a full rubber suit and wearing his red glasses, walked up to the woman. The sharp

teeth of the chainsaw, aligned with the drawn black line, cut precisely and firmly! "Ah ...

Without the slightest hesitation, Amin's saw inch by inch cut into the flesh… At dawn, the awakening city began to gradually regain its vitality. At a garbage station on the outskirts of the city, an old woman was laboriously cleaning the trash that had just been delivered that morning. A huge black garbage bag caught her attention. She walked over, grumbling as she opened the bag. A horrifying scene unfolded before her: a woman with wide-open eyes and an open mouth, her body covered in cigarette burns, her lower legs gone! The old woman screamed and fainted…

[The End]

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