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Rape services on the bus 

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I'm 28 years old. Ever since my husband abandoned me and married his mistress, I've felt meaningless about everything. Fortunately, I received a large sum of money from him, so I don't have to worry about finances. With nothing to do, I look for fun and excitement online. Today, as usual, I logged onto a familiar pornographic website. After browsing for a bit, I noticed a new link. The Flash animation looked rather mysterious. So I clicked on it.

It turned out to be a website for a special sex service company. The homepage wasn't very detailed; it didn't describe the services in detail, only stating that the company was located in city A (not far from my city) and provided sexual services specifically for people with special needs. Almost all special sexual services were available, exciting, mysterious, and the company guaranteed all client privacy and safety. If interested, please apply on this website; the company will contact you within two days to arrange the specific services.

I felt a little uneasy, yet also excited, after all, it sounded very exciting. I didn't know what kind of special services this company offered, but my strong curiosity led me to click the application button at the bottom. The pop-up webpage detailed the services and prices: SM – 5000 yuan, same-sex service 3000 yuan, group sex 2000 yuan/person, bestiality 5000 yuan/animal, child sex 20000 yuan, fully automated service 50000 yuan, etc. It concluded by stating that once a service was selected, the customer had to accept the company's services; failure to fulfill the contract after signing would result in penalties. It also stated that any questions could be asked beforehand. I didn't understand what the fully automated service was, but since it was the most expensive, it must be the best service. Since the amount was negligible, I clicked "apply" and left my phone number.

The next morning, my phone rang. The voice on the other end wasn't a human voice, but an electronic voice filtered through technology, demanding that I transfer 2000 yuan to a specific account as prepayment, and that a car would be sent to pick me up that afternoon to receive the service. I really wanted to ask what the fully automated service actually entailed, but then I thought, once I found out, there would be no mystery left, which would be pointless, so I hung up the phone. After hanging up, I thought about it and decided that if the company was a scam, the loss of two thousand yuan was only a small matter, so I went to the bank and transferred the money. An hour later, I received another call from City A, informing me that a car would be waiting for me at the ** parking lot in my city, with license plate number *****. I was asked to arrive on time, and we agreed on a code word. At noon, I took a long, refreshing shower to relax my tense nerves, had lunch, and arrived at the ** parking lot on time.

The parking lot was underground and not small, but there weren't many cars, perhaps because everyone was using their cars around 3 pm. I searched around for a while before finally spotting my target in a relatively dark place. My heart pounding, I walked to about twenty meters away from the car, took out my lighter, and fired three times according to the agreed signal. Almost simultaneously, a necessary procedure for providing the service came from the driver's seat. If I regretted it now, I could leave immediately. I wanted to ask about the details of the fully automated service, but forced myself not to speak, only inquiring about its safety. The woman gave me a charming smile, reassuring me that this service was the most expensive because of its high quality. She said that over a dozen people had used it and no one had complained, and that customer safety was the company's top priority. Hearing this, I nodded, remained silent, and signed the contract. The woman smiled and put the contract away, then invited me to sit in the back seat.

Once in the back, I discovered that the car had been specially modified; there was only one seat in the middle, and the windows were fitted with opaque black glass. Because it was so dark, I couldn't see anything around me. Urged on by the woman, I hesitantly sat down. She told me that the company's service would begin as soon as I got in, guaranteeing a thrilling and satisfying experience, but my cooperation was needed for the best results. Next, the woman turned on the car's air conditioning, and the cabin instantly became warm. She asked me to take off all my clothes, which made me a little shy, since she was a stranger and I didn't have an exhibitionist streak.

But it was too late to back out now, so I resigned myself to fate. Being naked in an unfamiliar environment was undeniably exciting, and my vagina began to feel wet. Finally, my delicate body was completely exposed. The woman smiled with satisfaction and told me to close my eyes. The moment I closed my eyes, I was incredibly nervous, unsure of what awaited me—danger or pleasure? I didn't know; all I could hear was my pounding heart. In my hazy state, the woman seemed to activate some switch, and a slight noise filled the car. The seat began to recline, and I felt her place my hands above my head. Then, with a click, my hands were locked to a metal frame extending from the back of the seat by a pair of steel rings. I began to feel uneasy, struggling desperately and trying to scream. The woman immediately removed the handcuffs and softly reassured me that this was simply part of the service and procedure, and that she had no intention of harming me. She assured me that I would soon experience extreme pleasure. While I was still somewhat doubtful, my hands were handcuffed again, and my legs were spread apart and firmly handcuffed to the sides of the carriage. A wide strap wrapped around my waist and secured me to the back of the seat. Now, I was completely bound to the seat, unable to move. If this woman wanted to do anything to me, I would have no ability to resist.

What happened next truly shocked me. The woman pressed something somewhere, and with a click, a pair of glass covers descended from above. She skillfully fastened them over my breasts, and I then noticed that inside the covers were two small tubes that perfectly enveloped my nipples. The woman activated some kind of switch, and I felt the covers begin to forcefully pull my breasts inward, while the two small tubes took my nipples into their mouths and began to suckle. Good heavens! This was absolutely maddening. During sex, what I love most is a man sucking my nipples and kneading my breasts. These bras felt exactly like what a skilled man would do. I couldn't help but start moaning. The woman reached under my seat and pressed something, then said, "Now I'll drive you to the company. Please enjoy our company's special foreplay."

The car started moving, and the woman activated some switch, raising a partition between the front and rear compartments to separate us, and turning on the lights. Luckily, I could still move my head, so I curiously looked around. The two bras on my breasts were suspended from the ceiling by two seemingly sturdy tubes, as if the tubes were connected to a vacuum machine, trying to suck my breasts completely into the bras, and constantly pulling them towards the ceiling. The suction inside the bras grew stronger and stronger, finally sucking both breasts in with a "plop." I felt my breasts swell to their limit, and my nipples were stretched into long, thin shapes by the two small tubes. Suddenly, my lower body involuntarily trembled. I felt the chair beneath me seemingly splitting apart from the middle, but I couldn't see it. Fortunately, the chair stopped after splitting only about ten centimeters. Before I could even exhale, a warm, slippery substance sprayed all over my buttocks. Before I could figure out what it was, I felt something slowly touching my buttocks from under the chair. In an instant, instinctively, I knew it must be a plastic penis, elastic and firm, and judging from the feeling against my buttocks, the glans was very large. The penis pressed against my buttocks, fully lubricated by the lubricant that had just sprayed out, and slowly slid forward, pressing against my vulva, parting my labia, and probing halfway in. What a big thing! I suddenly feared that it would tear open my vaginal opening if it went in all at once, but thankfully it stopped, just half-inserted into my honey hole. I didn't understand the purpose of this process, but the stimulation from my breasts made me really wish it would go all the way in. At this point, I could only use the occasional bumps in the car to rub and squeeze the head of my penis back and forth at the entrance of my vagina, but this did not solve any problem at all, and only caused the vaginal fluid to overflow.

As if knowing my needs, the penis began to slowly thrust upwards again. Because the large glans had already dilated the vaginal opening to accommodate its size, its entry into my body brought no discomfort, but rather an intensely satisfying fullness. I closed my eyes, letting go of all my senses, to feel the sensation of this enormous penis slowly penetrating my body. I felt the glans constantly expanding the vaginal walls, stimulating nerves that hadn't been aroused in a long time, calmly occupying this small cavity. Almost there, almost to the bottom, almost there, is it going to go any further? My God, it's still going in, just how long is it? Oh, God, it's all the way in, oh, so good… The penis stopped, right at the deepest part of my vagina. I felt like I was about to collapse, my genitals were a mess from the sprayed lubricant and my own vaginal fluids, waves of excitement surging through my body. Faster, move faster, why isn't it moving? The penis stopped moving. The excitement I'd just felt faded, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed, cursing the damn thing in my mind. Just then, the penis suddenly began to rotate, its thick head even making a circle because of its slight curvature. Then it started thrusting in and out, rotating as it went, feeling like it was thrusting once and rotating half a circle per second. I screamed loudly as it thrust in, my body trembling uncontrollably. As my excitement intensified, this speed began to dissatisfy me; to reach the peak, it needed to be faster. Faster! Faster!!!

I prayed incessantly.

But the speed of the big rod didn't increase. Just as I was completely overwhelmed by lust, a current instantly spread from my genitals, making my whole body tremble. Tap, tap, tap sounds came one after another; I didn't know when, but a small pair of pliers had emerged from between my legs, clamping my clitoris and sending electric shocks. The current wasn't very strong, but this area is very sensitive to even a weak electric shock, especially with a thick penis inserted underneath. The suction of the bras on my breasts and nipples began to change, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, like a pair of hands gently kneading. A slightly thinner penis pressed against my buttocks, finding a soft, concave spot. Oh my god, that's my anus! I was terrified and tried to flinch, but trapped in the chair, there was nowhere to hide. The glans of this penis began to push into my anus, a throbbing pain shot through me, so painful! I could only try to relax my anus, because tensing it would only make it hurt more. It did get better, the pain gradually subsided, but then half of the penis went in and began to thrust.

One after the other, two penises, one thick and one thin, took turns inserting and withdrawing, rubbing against the thin flesh wall, beginning to transmit double pleasure into my body. I felt the vaginal fluid flowing down my thighs, the "splat, splat" sound echoing in the car.

Suddenly, the speed of the two penises thrusting increased to two strokes per second, then the speed increased further in the vagina, three strokes, four strokes, and the electric current intensified. I began to hallucinate, and in a hazy, colorful blur, I suddenly stiffened. An unprecedented pleasure surged and impacted my body... A beast-like howl filled the small carriage.

The orgasm gradually subsided, but the penises showed no sign of stopping. They only slowed down, but continued relentlessly. I suddenly understood why the large glans had only inserted halfway before stopping; it was to give my vagina time to adjust. Hmm, indeed, very thoughtful and considerate, truly excellent.

I suddenly began to look forward to the services to come.

And so, amidst the relentless ravaging of the mechanical penises, the car stopped. Countless orgasms left me utterly exhausted. The car stopped, and the female driver came to the back to untie my restraints and politely asked me to get off. It was a large estate, with many houses and very few people. She arranged for me to stay in a very luxurious room, saying someone would come to meet me shortly, and then left. I had just gotten used to the room when there was a knock at the door. A very handsome waiter entered and politely invited me to dine. The restaurant's private room was luxurious, and the food was delicious. I finished my dinner with a mix of curiosity and unease. The waiter then led me out a door.

It was already dark, and I could only sense a vast garden outside, quiet and pitch black. A wave of fear washed over me, and I couldn't help but shiver. Before I could decide whether to continue, someone suddenly grabbed me from behind, twisted my arms behind my back, and then another pair of hands deftly put a blindfold on me, plunging me into complete darkness. Fear instantly overwhelmed me; the words "murder and robbery" flashed through my mind.

I opened my mouth and desperately began to scream for help. But before I could utter a second sound, a piece of duct tape was used to seal my mouth. My arms were tightly bound with a rope, then I was laid down on the ground, my legs bound like sticks, unable to move. Four strong hands lifted me up and carried me forward. Bound all over, I was like a fawn caught by a hunter, completely at their mercy.

Finally, I heard a door open; they must have entered a room. I was put down on the ground. Judging from the footsteps, there were at least two or three people inside. So many people, yet no one uttered a sound, just rustling and bustling about, occasionally punctuated by the clanging of metal. "Oh my god! Are they going to kill me?" I started to tremble.

I was lifted up again and placed against what felt like a metal frame. The ropes on my legs were untied, but before I could even move them, several strong hands gripped them tightly and spread my legs wide, securing them to the frame. Then my hands were untied and immediately tied behind my back to the frame as well. The blindfold and duct tape were removed. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see the room clearly.

The room was large, with ropes, shackles, handcuffs, belts, and other items hanging on the walls. Thick carpets covered the floor, which felt comfortable underfoot. I was secured to a strange metal frame; because it was behind me, I couldn't see it clearly, but I suspected it had many functions. Three burly men, wearing only underwear, were bustling around me—two Black and one White.

I looked down at myself. My hands and feet were firmly strapped to the frame; there was no point in trying to break free. "What are they going to do next?" I wondered. The White man brought over a basket, picked out a thin white cotton rope, and stood behind me. I screamed in terror. Were they going to strangle me?

Suddenly, the White man pulled out a large penis and pressed the head against my anus. I knew he wanted to have anal sex with me. Fortunately, my anus was loosened from the plastic penis I'd had on the way here, so penetration wouldn't be a problem. Besides, I was looking forward to the double pleasure from both ends. "Come on!" The black man who had been fondling my breasts moved to the front and squatted down, slowly inserting his enormous penis into my vagina. I stared wide-eyed, trying to see how this thing, almost as thick as an arm, was inserted into my body. The owner of the huge penis used the glans to separate my labia, teasing it up and down for a while until the glans was covered in vaginal fluid, and then began to slowly push it in. At this moment, I could clearly feel the elastic penis moving forward inside my vagina. The glans gradually squeezed in, one inch, two inches, and I began to open my mouth wide and breathe deeply, cooperating by relaxing my vagina. Because this penis was so big, my two delicate labia were completely pulled into the flesh hole, and the entire vaginal opening was deeply sunk inward. The owner of the huge penis also noticed my difficulty, pulled out a little, and considerately began to thrust with the two-inch-long penis inside. I was in some pain; encountering such a huge penis on my first time being fucked by a foreigner was not something an Eastern woman could immediately adapt to. I looked at this black man who resembled NBA player Shaquille O'Neal. His strong arms supported my buttocks as he leaned down, opened his thick lips, and took one of my breasts into his mouth, gently sucking. With his slight thrusting, my vaginal walls completely relaxed, and his penis began to push in again. Three inches, four inches… the entire black rod was swallowed up inside my vagina, the black man's genitals pressed tightly against my vulva, his pubic hair tickling my clitoris. The feeling of being filled inside made me groan involuntarily. The big black man grabbed my breasts with both hands and kneaded them, thrusting his hips and starting to pump. My labia were spread wide apart, and a disproportionately large penis was inserted inside. When it was pulled out, my labia were turned inside out, pressed tightly against the sides of the large penis, and immediately pulled into my vagina with the rapid entry of the penis. I resisted the rising pleasure while marveling at how my vagina could accommodate this huge penis.

The white man's penis began to penetrate my rectum, and he started thrusting in and out with his hips. Two penises pressed against the thin vaginal walls, simultaneously delivering double the pleasure. They sometimes withdrew and thrust in simultaneously, sometimes alternately. My breathing quickened, and just as I opened my mouth to let out a cry of ecstasy, the remaining black penis was immediately thrust into my mouth. Two large hands gripped my head, preventing me from moving an inch. The penis moved slowly and steadily in my mouth. I could feel the bulging veins and tendons, its elasticity and hardness, and even my lips began to feel pleasure. I mumbled incoherently, my consciousness becoming somewhat hazy.

The three men almost simultaneously increased the frequency of their penetration, wave after wave of pleasure crashing against my body. I don't know how much time passed (they later told me it was fifty minutes), but the penis in my mouth began to penetrate even deeper.

I immediately felt nauseous, but with each vomit, the penis penetrated deeper. Finally, the owner of the longest penis pressed his hairy pubic crotch against my mouth, the tip of which was over thirty centimeters long and already deep into my esophagus. Once my esophagus adjusted to the sensation, he began to thrust again, incredibly fast. All three holes were being penetrated simultaneously, and I was tightly bound to a rack. The thought of this sent my pleasure soaring to its peak. I opened my mouth as wide as possible, trying to prevent my teeth from scraping against the penis inside, while simultaneously contracting my vagina and anus forcefully.

Almost simultaneously with my orgasm, the penises inside my vagina and anus began to throb, and the two men let out low groans as two streams of hot semen were released into my body. The black man penetrating my mouth thrust his penis in as deep as possible, tightly holding my head, and a bullet of semen shot into the depths of my esophagus, the gushing semen quickly filling my stomach.

I can't remember how they took me off the stretcher or how I was carried back to the room. I only vaguely remember using my freed hands to repeatedly rub a man's penis and testicles, and the man, quite understandingly, raised the stretcher to his genitals so I could give him oral sex.

[The End]

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