[Urban] Phoenix in Flames (Complete) - 10

Surrounded by Enemies, Chapter 2

: The Heart of Justice.
The night was deep, and the lights were still on in the CEO's office on the 82nd floor of the Zhentian Building. An older man and a younger man sat on either side of an oval conference table. The younger man, about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, pale-faced and thin, was Li Quan, the CEO of the Zhentian Group. Sitting opposite him was an older man, with gray hair, bright eyes, and a robust build; he was Nobuo Takeda, the head of the Takeda family, one of Japan's four major zaibatsu (financial conglomerates).
"Cheers, to our successful cooperation," Li Quan said, pouring two glasses of 1968 brandy and handing one to the younger man. Nobuo Takeda had come to Hong Kong to discuss the development of a deep-water port project with the Zhentian Group. After several rounds of negotiations, the two sides had reached a preliminary agreement to jointly invest HK$19 billion. Li Quan had put in considerable effort to cooperate with a large zaibatsu like the Takeda.
Takeda Nobuo downed his drink in one gulp and said, "Let's stop here for today. We should be able to sign the preliminary agreement tomorrow."
"Alright, let's leave business here. Now, let me do my best to be a good host. I hope Chairman Takeda enjoys himself," Li Quan said sincerely.
"Well, I think it's unnecessary. It's almost midnight. I'd better go back and rest early," Takeda Nobuo waved his hand and declined.
Li Quan grabbed Takeda's arm and said, "No way, come, come." He then dragged him out of the president's office and into the room opposite.
The room was extremely luxurious and sophisticated, even more impressive than a nightclub's private room. Three young women were sitting on one side of the room. They all stood up when they saw them enter.
Takeda chuckled at the sight and said, "Mr. Li, what's going on here?"
Li Quan thought to himself: Is this old man really that clueless, or is he just pretending to be high-minded? Despite his inner thoughts, he maintained a forced smile, pointing to the first girl on his left, wearing a halter-neck miniskirt that revealed half of her extremely full breasts, and said, "Her name is Xiao Hong. She's the most popular girl at the Da Fu Hao Nightclub. Her skills in bed are unparalleled; every man who's slept with her once is completely captivated."
As he spoke, Hong Hong giggled and leaned closer, "Boss, I like you so much..." As she spoke, she intentionally or unintentionally pulled down the thin halter-neck strap, exposing her enormous breasts to Takeda.
"Get away!" Takeda waved his hand, and Hong Hong slumped back onto the sofa as if electrocuted. "A woman who's available to everyone, why would I be interested?" Takeda said coldly.
Li Quan smiled awkwardly, waved her away, and then pointed to another beautiful girl with long, flowing hair, exquisite features, and a fiery red dress, saying, "This is Qian Ru. She was Miss Hong Kong last year. In the past year or so, she's filmed several movies and is very famous." He spoke while observing Takeda's expression.
This time, Takeda didn't show any displeasure. He turned to the girl named Qianru and said, "Tell me all the movies you've filmed."
Qianru thought for a moment and said, "I've filmed 'Spring Girl,' 'Shadow Lover,' 'Spring Breeze Returns to Yumen Pass,'..."
Takeda waved his hand at her and said, "Don't say anymore, these are all Category III films, right?"
"Yes, yes, some of them are even Category IV films!" Qianru answered honestly.
Takeda's expression turned cold again: "Mr. Li, do you think I would be interested in a woman like this?"
Li Quan cursed inwardly and then told her to leave. "Yes, yes, I didn't think it through. I didn't know Chairman Takeda's preferences, but you'll definitely be interested in this last one," he said, pointing to the last remaining short-haired, childlike girl in a school uniform. "Her name is Xiaoying, she's eighteen years old this year, and she's a genuine virgin. It's hard to find such a beautiful virgin in Hong Kong."
"Oh, you're really a virgin?" Takeda asked.
The girl named Xiaoying was clearly very nervous. She twisted the hem of her clothes with her hands, lowered her head, and blushed. "Yes, I'm a virgin," she said, her voice so low that only she could hear it.
"Then why would you give your precious first time to an old man?" Takeda asked patiently.
"I, I," the girl seemed even more uneasy, "My father likes to gamble and owes a lot of money to loan sharks. The debt collectors said they would let my father go if I was willing to work as a prostitute." The girl's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them.
Takeda chuckled and turned to Li Quan, saying, "Mr. Li, I can't bring myself to force someone into prostitution.
This little girl is quite pitiful; please help her pay back the money so she can focus on her studies."
Li Quan's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty. He waved his hand again, and the little girl left as if granted a reprieve. "I will certainly obey Chairman Takeda's orders. However, I really want to know what kind of woman Chairman Takeda likes. Surely Chairman Takeda doesn't dislike women?"
"What man doesn't like women?" Takeda wasn't averse to women, but he disliked bullying the weak and promiscuity. After losing his wife in middle age, he had several lovers. Although he was now over fifty, he was still as good as any young man in that regard. He changed the subject, adding, "But now that I'm old, unless there's a particularly outstanding woman, it's difficult to regain my virility." He said this half-truthfully, trying to appease Li Quan, before taking his leave.
"Oh, is that so? I wonder if Chairman Takeda remembers my secretary, Zhou Hong, from this morning's negotiations?" Li Quan asked.
Takeda's heart skipped a beat. He did indeed have a very deep impression of Zhou Hong, whose appearance, figure, and temperament were all superb. Unsure of Li Quan's meaning, Takeda vaguely
said, "Hmm, I remember her. She's a beauty." Li Quan's eyes lit up with joy. "Good, good. Wait a moment, I'll be right there."
He then pushed open the door on the other side of the room and went inside.
"What the hell?" Takeda snorted, sitting down on the sofa. "This kid wouldn't actually have brought that Zhou Hong here, would he?" Takeda suddenly felt a strange impulse. In his memory, Zhou Hong was indeed very youthful and charming, and her unique temperament was different from ordinary beauties. She shouldn't be a woman that money could buy. "Could it be that this girl is also… If Li Quan really brought her…" Takeda's heart was in turmoil. He had been in Hong Kong for a week and hadn't touched a woman yet. He was indeed feeling incredibly thirsty. He didn't know if he could resist Li Quan's repeated temptations.
With a creak, the door was pushed open. "Mr. Li, you're here so soon..." Takeda's head had just turned towards the door when his eyes suddenly widened, and he stammered. The person who entered wasn't Li Quan, but Zhou Hong, the secretary Takeda had seen that morning.
"You, you..." Takeda stammered. The person hadn't changed, but her attire was. She wore a silver crown studded with rhinestones, her pretty face radiant and captivating under the rhinestones. Looking further down, Takeda's heart pounded. She was naked, wearing only semi-transparent white gloves and a white bra. This bra was quite unusual; it was hollow in the middle, with white lace tightly fastened to the lower part of her breasts. Because it was fastened so tightly, the highly elastic lace sewn into the lower part of her breasts, making her extremely alluring breasts stand exaggeratedly erect. The red nipples on the snow-capped peaks looked particularly tempting against the white background.
Further down, there was a barely-there white pair of panties, and stockings and high heels in the same color as the rest of the outfit. The sharp-eyed Takeda suddenly noticed a zipper sewn onto the panties; with a gentle pull, the girl's most alluring feature would be revealed. White symbolizes purity, and the girl's appearance and demeanor were indeed pure, yet this provocative outfit blended these two contrasting feelings together, creating a striking contrast that amplified her irresistible charm.
"Mr. Takeda, hello!" Zhou Hong bowed slightly to Takeda on the sofa.
"Hello, hello..." Takeda began to nervously rub his hands together, while Zhou Hong, dressed in revealing clothing, remained poised and confident.
Zhou Hong walked up to Wu Tian with a smile, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured him a glass of wine, handed it to him, and then poured herself a glass. She
raised her glass to Wu Tian and said, "Mr. Wu Tian, I'd like to toast you. May our Zhentian Group and Wu Tian Group have a successful cooperation." Wu Tian picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp. Looking at the beautiful woman before him, so warm and proactive, he couldn't help but be greatly moved. As they spoke, Zhou Hong leaned against him, her firm breasts pressed tightly against his shoulder, her slender fingers gently caressing his chest. "Mr. Wu Tian, I heard from President Li that you like me very much. Is that true?"
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Wu Tian's forehead. Few men could resist such beauty, but Wu Tian, having seen many such situations, managed to control his desires. He gently pushed Zhou Hong away and said, "I'm old, and my heart is willing but my strength is insufficient. Thank you for your kindness, President Li and Miss Zhou. I appreciate it." He then got up to leave.
Zhou Hong's pretty face instantly changed color. In her panic, she grabbed Wu Tian's sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "You can't leave." Her words were filled with fear.
Wu Tian was a sentimental man by nature. Seeing her pleading softly, he assumed that this girl was here to complete the task Li Quan had given her, and if she failed, she might be punished. Thinking of this, he felt a pang of pity and sat back down on the sofa, sincerely saying, "Miss Zhou, you don't need to do this. Please find President Li and let me explain to him."
Zhou Hong suddenly smiled charmingly and said, "Chairman Wu Tian, how about this, let me dance for you, okay?"
Wu Tian thought to himself: This is good. It's a pleasure to watch a beautiful woman dance, and besides, this way she can report back to President Li. He laughed heartily and said, "Okay."
Zhou Hong turned and walked to the sound control panel in the corner of the room, turned on the light switch, and all the lights in the room went out. A beam of light, shaped like a pillar, shone in the center of the room, about 3 or 4 meters away from Wu Tian. Music started playing; it was "Fallen Angels" by Catwoman, the rock music interspersed with a plaintive, lamenting moan.
Hidden in the darkness, Zhou Hong's face was devoid of any joy. It had been almost a month since she lost her virginity in the office. During this time, Li Quan's methods far exceeded her imagination and her limits. If she slightly disobeyed Li Quan's orders, she would be subjected to extreme brutality.
The first time Li Quan asked her to accompany other men, Zhou Hong refused. In a fit of rage, Li Quan summoned five of his men, who gang-raped her on the rooftop, then poured a whole basin of urine into her mouth and plugged her urethra with a special instrument. Zhou Hong, writhing in pain on the rooftop, clutching her swollen stomach saturated with men's urine, only released Li Quan after she begged for mercy and promised to be with any man.
From then on, she became not only Li Quan's object of sexual gratification but also a tool for him to curry favor with important clients. Just two days ago, in this very room, three Middle Eastern oil tycoons had raped her for over three hours.
Zhou Hong gently removed her silver crown, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. She shook her head violently, as if trying to dispel the myriad sorrows in her heart, then composed herself and leaped into the pillar of light.
In the center of the light, Zhou Hong appeared like an elf emerging from the darkness, her innocent beauty juxtaposed with wanton dance moves. Her long, black hair flowed freely, her eyes held a captivating allure, a vibrant blush rose on her pretty face, and her breasts swayed to the rhythm of the music, dazzling the eye.
Completely captivated by her, Takeda forgot to put down the wine glass he was holding, and an intense desire began to surge within him.
Zhou Hong's hands moved in various poses, her slender waist swaying like a willow in the wind, her legs, clad in white stockings, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, occasionally revealing the alluring secrets glimpsed through her thin panties. Takeda
's breathing grew heavier, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, his right hand involuntarily pressing against his crotch, his erect penis already bulging high in his pants.
The music suddenly changed, the rhythm slowing down, passionate and lewd sounds becoming the main theme. Zhou Hong knelt on the ground, her body arching back, her hands tightly gripping her erect breasts, emitting heart-stirring moans in sync with the music.
"Mmm, mmm..." Zhou Hong's moans grew increasingly lewd. Her body suddenly leaned back again, one hand still kneading her breast, the other unzipping her panties, revealing her beautiful, girlish vulva to Takeda. Her index finger gently pressed against the center of that pink crevice, rubbing it up and down, displaying its infinite beauty to Takeda.
A fire began to burn within Zhou Hong. Since being trained by Li Quan, although she felt a thousand times unwilling, her body had uncontrollably gone from submission to adaptation, eventually producing intense pleasure. Zhou Hong was terrified. She repeatedly reminded herself that every time she had sex with a man, she was being raped. Why was she experiencing pleasure? Was it really as Li Quan said, that she was "born a harlot!"?
She wanted to find Ji Xiaoyun, to tell her her feelings, to ask Ji Xiaoyun to guide her, but for over half a month, Ji Xiaoyun seemed to have vanished into thin air, impossible to find. She, who had initially infiltrated the enemy's ranks with a lofty belief, had, in despair, begun to accept the men's sadistic treatment, both psychologically and physically.
Zhou Hong knew that Takeda was a very important guest. If she couldn't seduce him with her beauty, Li Quan, in his rage, might resort to any means to vent his anger. Therefore, she used all her charms to win Takeda's favor. Sure
enough, Takeda, unable to resist her irresistible allure, suddenly stood up and took a few steps to Zhou Hong, who was lying on the floor. Zhou Hong closed her eyes, somewhat anticipating the embrace of this imposing old man. After a long
while, feeling no movement, Zhou Hong opened her beautiful eyes and saw Takeda with his left hand outstretched, motionless like a clay sculpture. From his expression, she could see that he was extremely conflicted, both desiring the beauty before him and unable to make up his mind due to his pride.
Zhou Hong gritted her teeth, leaned back, and hugged Takeda's thigh. With one hand, she unzipped Takeda's trousers and pulled down his underwear, revealing a hot, erect penis that was no longer restrained and stood straight in front of her.
"Wow, it's huge!" Zhou Hong exclaimed inwardly. The old man's penis was incredibly magnificent. The enormous glans was the size of a goose egg, glistening with an oily sheen. The nearly foot-long shaft had prominent veins on both sides, resembling the gnarled roots of an old tree, or like it was crawling with earthworms of varying sizes. At this moment, Zhou Hong couldn't care less about anything else. She opened her mouth to its limit, barely managing to take in Takeda's massive penis.
Takeda's hands involuntarily pressed against the sides of Zhou Hong's pretty face, his body moving rapidly back and forth, his penis thrusting in and out of her mouth like a piston.
"Hah!" Takeda roared, his lust no longer under the control of reason. His desire surged like a raging sea, completely engulfing him. He leaned down, grabbed her slender waist, and with a forceful pull, Zhou Hong fell over, her legs resting on his shoulders. Wu Tian held her waist, Zhou Hong wrapped her arms around his thighs, still tightly holding his penis in her mouth, while Wu Tian pressed his thick lips against the beauty's secret place so close to him, his tongue exploring inside.
"Damn, this woman is getting more and more slutty." Li Quan said, watching the passionate scene between Zhou Hong and Wu Tian on the closed-circuit television. He wasn't alone in the room; the three women he had just intended to give to Wu Tian were also there.
"Mr. Li, watching their performance on TV, I'm almost at my breaking point, how about we..." Qian Ru, a Category III porn star leaning against Li Quan, reached out her small hand, painted with silver-red nail polish, and touched his thigh. Being able to climb up to a big shot like the president of Zhentian Company was her dream.
"Go away, go away, I'm not interested in you. Hey, Xiao Hong, is that girl reacting?" Li Quan said.
On a nearby desk, a girl named Xiaoying lay sprawled, her school uniform undone, her bra on the floor, revealing her small, delicate breasts, not yet fully developed. Her school skirt was also pulled up to her waist, clearly showing a few sparse pubic hairs.
The wealthy tycoon's top mistress, Ah Hong, stood beside her, wearing only underwear, her enormous breasts gleaming. She skillfully caressed Xiaoying's labia with one hand, while bending down to lick the clitoris with her tongue. Xiaoying, still unaware of such advances, blushed shyly, her hands nervously clutching the hem of her skirt, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, occasionally letting out a sharp scream.
Hearing this, Ah Hong raised her head and said, "This girl is too tender. I've been working on her for so long, and apart from her nipples getting a little hard, there's no reaction down there at all."
Chapter 2 The Heart of Justice (Continued)
"No reaction? I'll make her react." Li Quan pushed away Qianru, who was clinging to him, and walked to the table. He extended a finger and inserted the tip into Xiao Ying's vagina. Sure enough, it was very tight and quite dry.
Xiao Ying's face was pale, and her cute little mouth pouted as if she was about to cry. She hated her gambling father to death. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be in this situation today.
"Come on, you guys help me hold this girl down and prevent her from moving around." Li Quan withdrew his finger and unbuckled his belt. He had just tested her and found that her vagina was much narrower than that of an average girl, especially the vaginal opening. The gap between the two pubic bones was quite small, and it would probably take quite a bit of effort to insert a penis smoothly. If Li Quan had used lubricant, or even an aphrodisiac to moisten her vagina, it would have alleviated much of her pain. However, Li Quan chose to take her virginity in the most barbaric and brutal way. Watching Zhou Hong and Wu Tian's passionate performance on TV, Li Quan felt he needed to vent his frustration.
"Wow, it's so big!" Xiao Hong exclaimed exaggeratedly. Although Li Quan was thin, his penis was ridiculously large, no less than Wu Tian's.
"What are you yelling about? You've seen too much, don't be so surprised. Hold it tight." Li Quan gripped Xiao Ying's thighs with both hands, his huge penis like a spear piercing between her legs.
When his penis touched her tender labia, Xiao Ying finally couldn't help but burst into tears. The violence Li Quan inflicted on her had exceeded her capacity to endure.
Li Quan tried twice to force open her vagina, but because the entrance was too tight, he couldn't penetrate. The third time, he freed one hand, grasped the base of his penis, and thrust in again, the massive glans pressing against the entrance of her vagina, slowly widening the delicate slit and penetrating her body.
Xiaoying's piercing screams were horrifying. Xiaohong, who was tightly gripping Xiaoying's thin shoulders, felt her hands go weak. Years ago, she had been smuggled to Hong Kong and sold to a nightclub by a smuggler, where she was raped by three men that very day. Xiaoying's tragic experience brought back those memories.
"Poor girl..." Xiaohong thought to herself. Although she thought this, she still held Xiaoying's body tightly with both hands. The years of submissive treatment had long since worn away any courage she had left to resist.
Li Quan thrust his hips forward, his penis, already inside Xiaoying, penetrating deeply with his brute force, and began to move in and out of her body. Xiaoying's body suddenly convulsed, her beautiful eyes closed, and she fainted.
After dozens more thrusts, Xiaoying remained unresponsive, as if dead. Li Quan was greatly disappointed. The penis, stained with virgin blood, left Xiaoying's body. He sat back on the sofa, and Xiaohong and Qianru knelt on either side of his thighs, taking turns servicing him orally.
...
Wu Tian held Zhou Hong's slender waist with one hand, using the other to part her labia and gently take the pale pink flesh into his mouth.
Zhou Hong's body trembled as if electrocuted, her whole body felt like it was being burned by fire, waves of pleasure contracting from her uterus spreading throughout her lower body and rushing to her brain. Before entering the room, she had drunk a glass of wine, twice the usual amount of aphrodisiac. Because of the aphrodisiac, and even more so because of Wu Tian's wild and masterful sexual techniques, Zhou Hong experienced a stronger urge and pleasure than usual.
Wu Tian's tongue seemed to have a life of its own, roaming around her labia and occasionally probing into her vagina. A surge of pleasure exploded within Zhou Hong, all her organs were in a state of excitement, and she entered a state of complete ecstasy.
The seasoned Takeda could sense Zhou Hong's state. He gently placed her on the carpet, draped her legs over his shoulders, and thrust his even larger penis into her vagina.
Takeda's thick, large glans rubbed against the entrance of her tight opening for a moment before finally penetrating, all the way to her cervix.
"Mmm..." Zhou Hong cried out in ecstasy. Perhaps because Takeda's penis was so thick, each thrust felt like it was hitting her internal organs. A volcanic eruption of lust overwhelmed Zhou Hong, causing her to lose control. Her back arched backward, her hands flailing unconsciously in the air, her body twisting wildly in response to Takeda's thrusts.
"Oh...ah..."
With Zhou Hong's unrestrained moans, Takeda's thrusts became even more vigorous. His penis, glistening with love juice, reached the entrance with each thrust, then slammed her body to the floor, the wet, scraping
sounds of each stroke echoing.
After more than a hundred thrusts, Takeda lifted Zhou Hong and placed her on his waist. The angle of his penis changed with the shift in position, causing Zhou Hong's body to convulse more violently. Her slender waist arched high, her back arched backward, her alluring vulva swallowing the throbbing penis from below, her love juices flowing down the shaft onto Takeda's thighs.
...
Li Quan stared intently at Zhou Hong on the television screen. Dressed in a white dress, she appeared exceptionally alluring and wanton tonight. With each heavy thrust, her body rippled like waves, from the tender flesh of her snow-white inner thighs to her pert breasts, stirring Li Quan's heart.
On the screen, Takeda also seemed somewhat frenzied. He lifted Zhou Hong's snow-white buttocks again, and as his penis withdrew halfway from her vagina, he released her, letting her fall downwards. His hard, erect penis plunged deep into her vagina again and again, reaching her very core.
Although Li Quan was also burning with desire, he couldn't muster any interest in the three women beside him; they were far inferior to Zhou Hong. Li Quan rubbed his hands, patiently waiting for their sexual game to end.
Although Takeda was older, his stamina was astonishing. He constantly changed positions, and Zhou Hong had already reached orgasm twice. "Ugh, I can't take it anymore, please, hurry up..." Zhou Hong, her face flushed, couldn't help but beg for mercy.
Amid her pleas for mercy, Takeda unleashed his full power, beginning his assault. Zhou Hong was once again aroused by his penetration, and the two embraced tightly. Li Quan couldn't see their expressions, only a frenzied writhing before the intense activity finally subsided.
...
Zhou Hong's body sank into the bathtub, the warm water soothing her weary body like a pair of large hands, but unable to bring her a moment of peace.
"Why did I choose this path? Was what I did right or wrong?" Zhou Hong silently asked herself. For the past month, she had painstakingly searched for evidence of Zhentian Group's crimes. With her intelligence and computer skills, she had collected numerous records of Zhentian Group's black market transactions and money laundering, and even obtained a list of high-ranking officials connected to Zhentian Group from Li Quan's personal computer. This information was enough to bring Zhentian Group to court.
"Was it all worth it?" Zhou Hong asked herself silently. In the past month, Li Quan had stripped her of her chastity, personality, and dignity. What was even more terrifying was that Li Quan made her feel like a promiscuous woman.
"Am I a slutty woman?" Zhou Hong felt a chill run through her body. "Why is my body out of my control? Why am I so degrading in front of men..." "Ji Xiaoyun, where are you? Did you receive my email? Why don't you show up..." At this moment, Zhou Hong was filled with longing for Ji Xiaoyun.
With a creak, the bathroom door was pushed open. Zhou Hong knew without looking that it was Li Quan.
Li Quan walked expressionlessly to the bathtub, staring at the naked Zhou Hong in the water. Zhou Hong propped herself up, head bowed, silent. Now, seeing him filled Zhou Hong with a terrifying, indescribable fear.
Li Quan crouched down, lifted her chin, and his hawk-like gaze seemed to see through her thoughts. Zhou Hong felt a surge of panic, unsure of where she had gone wrong.
Li Quan suddenly smiled broadly and laughed heartily, saying, "Very good, you did a great job on the task just now. Mr. Takeda is very impressed and satisfied with you."
Zhou Hong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled charmingly, "Thank you for the praise, President Li. It's what I should do. However, President Li should grant my request from earlier." When Li Quan had asked her to seduce Takeda, she had asked for three days off because she hadn't had a break since her first day at the company, and she hoped to have a few days of peace and quiet. Li Quan agreed to give her three days off as long as she could satisfy Takeda.
"No problem, but that exciting scene just now has me itching. Let me enjoy myself first, and then you can go home." With that, Li Quan quickly took off his clothes and jumped into the bathtub.
Although the intercourse earlier had exhausted her strength, passion, and the aphrodisiac in her body, Zhou Hong had to muster her energy to serve Li Quan for the three-day holiday.
Li Quan grabbed Zhou Hong's breasts, his penis thrusting in and out of her already swollen vulva. Zhou Hong seemed excited, moaning and groaning as before, writhing her snow-white body, but Li Quan knew she was mostly faking it. A surge of anger rose within Li Quan; he was extremely dissatisfied with her performance.
"Damn it, you dare to play me!" Li Quan cursed, grabbing her hair before she could react, dragging her out of the bathtub, and throwing her heavily to the floor.
Zhou Hong slid several meters on the slippery floor, her naked body slamming against the wall, her elbows and knees scraped. She curled up on the wet floor like a wounded fawn. Li Quan rushed to her side, pressing down on her snow-white buttocks, his penis penetrating her anus.
"You little bitch, you like this, don't you? You like being fucked in the ass by a man, don't you? Tell me!" Li Quan pulled her hair, twisting her face towards him.
Zhou Hong endured the burning pain in her backside and answered, "Yes."
"Smack!" Li Quan grabbed a slipper and slapped her high, round buttocks hard, saying, "You have to say it. Didn't I teach you? You have to say 'Yes, Master.' Have you forgotten so quickly?"
"Yes, Master, I like it very much." Zhou Hong felt tears welling up in her eyes.
"You have to keep saying 'I like it' until I'm satisfied. Do you hear me?" Li Quan continued to slap her buttocks with the slipper, his penis rapidly thrusting in and out of her anus.
"Yes, Master, I like it."
"Yes, Master, I like it."
"Yes, Master, I like it."
Zhou Hong's face was pressed against the cold floor, repeating the words over and over, tears uncontrollably streaming from her beautiful eyes like a spring…
…
"May I leave now?" Zhou Hong stood before Li Quan. She had changed into a gray dress, her hair styled in a bun; having washed away the makeup, she appeared exceptionally pure and beautiful.
"Take off your underwear and lie on the table," Li Quan said coldly.
"Does he still want to have sex with me?" Zhou Hong's heart skipped a beat. Li Quan's extreme brutality in the bathroom had sent chills down her spine. Knowing she couldn't resist his command, Zhou Hong obediently took off her underwear and lay on the table.
Li Quan lifted her skirt, completely exposing her private parts. Due to the intense intercourse, her labia were swollen and red. Below her pubic area, covered by slightly shiny soft hair, a slit-like flower path was still slightly open. Despite more than a month of continuous intercourse, her pink pubic area, without any pigmentation, was still as alluring as the virgin territory Li Quan had seen a month ago.
Li Quan took out a pair of black leather underwear from a drawer on the table. A huge rubber rod, indistinguishable from a man's penis, stood erect in the middle of the underwear, with a small hole in the back.
"During your vacation, in order to keep my training of you going, you must wear these underwear." Li Quan smiled and pulled the leather underwear over her legs. As the enormous rubber rod entered her body, Zhou Hong couldn't help but moan, her slender waist beginning to sway seductively.
Once fully inserted, Li Quan pulled on the two latches, locking the two locks together. As soon as the lock closed, the rubber rod inside her buzzed.
Zhou Hong's mouth gaped open, speechless; the terrifying thing was vibrating rapidly inside her, stimulating her sensitive vaginal walls.
"Don't even think about finding someone to open this lock. I've already sealed it. If the seal has been tampered with when you come back, you know what will happen," Li Quan said menacingly.
Zhou Hong struggled to climb off the table, clutching her lower body, looking at Li Quan with resentful eyes.
"Don't be so pitiful. I'm being kind by not sticking one in your ass too. The rubber rod inside you will move for 15 minutes every hour, and the electricity will be just enough until you come back from your leave. If you want to return from your leave early, then there's no need to wear it for three days. You can go now. Oh, I forgot to tell you, this penis can ejaculate like a man, so enjoy it."
Zhou Hong looked dejected and limped out of the office, the smug laughter of Li Quan echoing in her ears...
Chapter 2 The Heart of Justice (Continued)
As dusk fell, Zhu Xiaoyi led a cold and beautiful girl in a black t-shirt to the door of room 1709 of the Kunming Haitian Hotel.
"Is this the place?" the girl asked softly.
"Yes, that's right, Captain Fu... I..." Zhu Xiaoyi looked flustered. A month ago, after Xiaoyi was raped by Mo Tian, she buried this incident deep in her heart, treating it as a nightmare, and never mentioned it to anyone. Just when she thought the nightmare was over, Mo Tian reappeared before her like a ghost, cruelly raping her once more. Not content with that, Mo Tian ordered her to bring the most beautiful girl in the troupe to the Haitian Hotel. Kind-hearted Xiao Yi couldn't bear to inflict further suffering on her sister, so she secretly called the police. The girl beside her was Fu Shaomin, the deputy captain of the special police team. The police had already laid a trap at the Haitian Hotel, and to ensure success, they sent her as bait to capture Mo Tian.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Go knock on the door," Fu Shaomin said, her calm expression giving Xiao Yi more confidence.
Hearing the doorbell, Mo Tian jumped up and eagerly opened the door.
For the past month, he had traveled to Beijing, Tianjin, Shanghai, Hangzhou, and back to Kunming, losing his virginity to more than ten girls along the way—actresses, teachers, doctors, and students. His trip to the mainland had been incredibly glamorous and enjoyable. In comparison, he felt there were more beautiful women in the South, so he returned to Kunming.
As soon as the door opened, Mo Tian's eyes lit up. The girl following behind Zhu Xiaoyi was tall and slender, with delicate, picturesque features and skin as smooth as snow, exuding a captivating charm with a touch of allure. Her black t-shirt was an inch below her waist, appearing somewhat short, while her white skirt just covered her thighs. The simple black and white combination perfectly accentuated her unique, cool elegance.
"Please come in, please come in," Mo Tian welcomed the two into the room, casually closing the door behind him.
"This is Director Huang from Hong Kong. He's come to the mainland to find actresses with charisma," Zhu Xiaoyi said, head bowed, mechanically reciting the words Mo Tian had taught her.
Fu Shaomin leaned against the windowsill, having confirmed the suspect was in the room. She took a small cell phone from her handbag, smiled slightly at Mo Tian, and said, "Excuse me, I need to call home." As soon as she opened the phone, the police lying in wait in the surrounding rooms would swarm in.
When Mo Tian saw her take out her phone, a sense of alarm ran through him. He leaped forward like a cheetah, grabbed her wrist, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Fu Shaomin screamed. The moment Mo Tian made his move, Fu Shaomin knew he was a master, because he had her pulse point firmly in his hand, making her numb and powerless.
Mo Tian's eyes flashed with malice as he shouted, "Don't scream, just let me have my way with you, and I'll let you go." He continued, still holding her pulse point, and lifted her onto the windowsill. His left hand slipped under her t-shirt, ripping off her bra and throwing it on the floor. When his hand returned to her clothes, Fu Shaomin's firm, full breasts were already in his grasp.
"Ugh—" Fu Shaomin screamed sharply, her heart leaping into her throat. This was the first time a man other than her fiancé, Yuan Qiang, had touched her breasts. The extreme humiliation felt like steel needles piercing every nerve. Fu Shaomin hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Caught off guard, she was now at his mercy, and she couldn't call for help from her colleague in the next room.
Mo Tian noticed that although the girl in front of him was terrified, she didn't seem completely lost. Her eyes were filled with a strong desire to resist, which aroused his suspicion. "Tell me, are you a policeman?" Mo Tian said.
"No...no, I'm...Xiao Yi's colleague, let me go." Fu Shaomin's breathing was rapid, and her words were not very coherent.
"You're lying, you're a policeman." Mo Tian pinched her nipple, which was the size of a red bean, tightly with two fingers and twisted it hard.
"Ah—" Fu Shaomin's hoarse scream was half from pain and half an attempt to call her colleagues in the next room.
...
In the next room, there were more than a dozen fully armed policemen. Among them, a tall and handsome young man paced back and forth, looking anxious. He was Fu Shaomin's fiancé, Yuan Qiang, the instructor of the special police team.
"Why haven't we heard anything for so long, Director Ge? Could something have happened?" He said to an elderly man in his sixties with gray hair sitting on the sofa. He was Ge Tianling, the deputy director of the Kunming Municipal Public Security Bureau.
Ge Tianling waved his hand with a smile, saying, "It's only been five minutes, why are you in such a hurry? I told you not to come. Don't worry, Shaomin is so smart, she'll be fine."
Yuan Qiang suddenly heard a faint scream, his heart skipped a beat, and he said, "I think I heard Shaomin scream."
Ge Tianling laughed heartily. "There's no scream, you're too sensitive. I bet Shaomin is trying to find out who the other person is. Here's what we'll do, if there's no information in ten minutes, we'll rush in. But don't blame Shaomin for being reckless then!"
"Sigh..." Yuan Qiang sighed heavily. Ge Tianling was the highest commander of this operation, and soldiers are duty-bound to obey orders, and besides, what he said made sense. Yuan Qiang didn't expect that his fiancée was being violated by Mo Tian at this moment
...
Mo Tian tore off his tie, twisted her hands behind her back, and tied them tightly. He couldn't explain why he did this; he rarely tied up and raped women, but today his intuition told him that the girl in front of him was not a simple person, and he needed to do this to ensure her safety.
With a sharp tear, her black t-shirt was ripped in two, revealing her lustrous breasts. Fu Shaomin's back was pressed against the cold glass, her breasts being wantonly ravaged by Mo Tian's large hands. Fu
Shaomin suppressed her pain, calculating her next move. She glanced at Zhu Xiaoyi, who was trembling with fear, knowing how to send a message.
Zhu Xiaoyi understood and cautiously walked towards the phone lying on the bedside table.
Fu Shaomin was overjoyed; if she could send a message, her colleague would arrive within a minute, and she would be saved. But before she could see Zhu Xiaoyi pick up the phone, she was flipped over. Mo Tian lifted her white skirt, pressing his legs against her inner thighs, forcing her legs apart. Then she felt her underwear being ripped off. Mo Tian's iron-like hands gripped her waist, and a hot, hard penis pressed against her bare labia, thrusting wildly, trying to enter her.
Fu Shaomin was terrified. She felt the penis part her labia and press against her entrance. Suddenly, she found strength from nowhere, bent her right leg, broke free from Mo Tian's control, and kicked backward with all her might, striking Mo Tian's scrotum squarely.
Mo Tian cried out in pain, clutching his groin and staggering back several steps. This kick, imbued with all of Fu Shaomin's strength and rage, was incredibly powerful. Had it not been for his honed martial arts skills, it would have been fatal.
Fu Shaomin turned and ran towards the door. In the instant she passed the bed, she saw the phone cover was open. Before she could even feel happy, Mo Tian pounced on her from behind and knocked her to the ground.
"Bitch, you dare kick me? I'll fuck you to death." Mo Tian pressed Fu Shaomin down tightly, gripping her thighs with both hands, rendering her immobile. His erect penis plunged into Fu Shaomin's vagina.
"No—" Fu Shaomin screamed loudly. The red-hot, iron-like penis stretched open her thin vaginal walls, causing her intense, throbbing pain.
Just as nearly a fifth of Mo Tian's enormous penis was inside her, the door was flung open with a bang, and more than a dozen policemen rushed in, pointing over a dozen black gun barrels at Mo Tian.
"Shao Min!" Yuan Qiang roared, kicking Mo Tian in the chest. Mo Tian fell backward to the ground. Yuan Qiang grabbed a sheet and wrapped it around Fu Shao Min's exposed body, the gun pressed against Mo Tian's head. "I'll kill you!"
"Yuan Qiang, don't be impulsive!" Ge Tianling grabbed Yuan Qiang's arm and shouted.
After a long pause, Yuan Qiang slowly lowered his gun. Mo Tian was handcuffed, and four or five policemen escorted him out of the room. Just as he was leaving, Yuan Qiang and Fu Shao Min saw him turn back and glare at them. "I'll come back for you!" Although he didn't say it aloud, his gaze clearly conveyed that message.
Chapter 2 A Heart of Justice (Continued 3)
Zhou Hong hastily swallowed the last mouthful of instant noodles and rushed to the bathroom. The magic wand, which had become one with her body, once again came alive as if it were alive, its low, buzzing motor disturbing her peace of mind.
For a day and a night, she had barely slept. Every hour, the soul-stirring tremors tormented her with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Hours earlier, the magic wand had sprayed liquid inside her like a living thing—a potent aphrodisiac that Li Quan had specially prepared for her.
Zhou Hong's suppressed lust was released uncontrollably. She rolled naked on the bed, moaning like a cat in heat. Although the rubber wand inside her vibrated more violently than ever before, it was far from quelling her volcanic eruption of desire. At this moment, she would kneel at the feet of even the most lowly, the most filthy man, begging for his caresses. When the magic wand stopped moving, she became even more frenzied, completely losing her reason. When she woke up, her fair body was covered in bloody scratches from her own claws, and urine and feces were spilled all over the floor.
"Go back, let Li Quan get rid of that damn thing," Zhou Hong told herself. After hesitating for a while, she dismissed the idea. She sent an email to Ji Xiaoyun, hoping she would appear before her at any moment.
Zhou Hong strode into the bathroom. The pale purple bathtub was already filled with water. The mechanical movement of the vibrating dildo inside her began to accelerate. Without hesitation, she jumped into the water. The biting cold subsided somewhat, and the black flames that had begun to rise slowly began to dissipate.
Zhou Hong let out a long sigh, picked up the ice cubes from the aluminum basin beside the bathtub, and pressed them tightly against her chest. Her pink nipples became erect from the stimulation. She stared blankly at the small ripples created by the vibration of the vibrating dildo rising from the bottom of the water to the surface. She sighed again and stuffed the ice cubes one by one into her tight leather underwear.
After a long while, the glue stick finally stopped moving like a dead snake. "I can have some peace and quiet for another 45 minutes,"
Zhou Hong murmured. She slowly stood up, staggered back to the bedroom, felt as if her whole body was falling apart, collapsed onto the bed, pulled a blanket over herself, and fell into a deep sleep.
"Zhou Hong, Zhou Hong, wake up." In her sleep, Zhou Hong seemed to hear someone calling her name. She opened her slightly swollen eyes and saw a strange woman sitting beside her bed.
"Who are you?" Zhou Hong screamed in terror, sitting up while clutching the blanket.
The round-faced girl smiled slightly, her bright eyes like brilliant stars. "I'm Ji Xiaoyun. Sigh, I've disguised myself again, no wonder you didn't recognize me."
Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Hong couldn't suppress the bittersweet emotions welling up inside her, and she hugged Ji Xiaoyun tightly. "Xiaoyun, I, I..."
Back then, when Zhou Hong infiltrated Zhentian Company, Ji Xiaoyun had always opposed it. Even as a Tianfeng warrior, she had repeatedly faced danger during the clashes with the Black Dragon Society; how could a naive and weak woman possibly defeat them? But because Zhou Hong's parents' deaths were closely linked to Zhentian Company, she was eager for revenge and ignored Ji Xiaoyun's advice, secretly applying for a job. As a result, she was raped by Li Quan within three days. Ji Xiaoyun remembered that the last time she met Zhou Hong was on the night she was raped. Zhou Hong had cried all night, holding her. Ji Xiaoyun had advised Zhou Hong to leave Zhentian Company as soon as possible, but Zhou Hong showed unexpected strength. "I will never leave Zhentian Company until Li Quan is punished by law." Her stubbornness left Ji Xiaoyun helpless, and she could only let her continue her undercover work.
"It's all my fault. I know you've been looking for me. I had an urgent matter and just went back to the mainland. I only arrived today, so I came right away," Ji Xiaoyun said softly, stroking her hair.
Zhou Hong grabbed Ji Xiaoyun's shoulders, raised her tear-streaked face, and glared fiercely with anger. "Li Quan, he's not human."
Ji Xiaoyun could fully imagine the suffering she had endured over the past month; there was no greater tragedy for a woman than this. The brutality inflicted on Zhou Hong, a woman who had just graduated from university and was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, filled Ji Xiaoyun with silent indignation like steel needles piercing her heart.
“You don’t need to say anything, I know everything. This will all pass, it will all pass.” Ji Xiaoyun didn’t know how to comfort her, who was heartbroken.
Zhou Hong calmed down, wiped away her tears, and a genuine smile bloomed on her face. “Xiaoyun, I have evidence of Zhentian Company’s money laundering and bribery of high-ranking officials. I’ll give it to you.”
“No rush. We haven’t seen each other for so long, let’s have a good talk, okay?” Ji Xiaoyun held her hand and said sincerely.
“Okay, I’ve missed you so much.” Seeing Ji Xiaoyun, Zhou Hong forgot all her troubles.
Just as Ji Xiaoyun was about to speak, she heard a buzzing sound in her ears. She immediately realized that the sound was coming from inside her body and was greatly surprised. She saw the bright smile on Zhou Hong’s face quickly fade, and her eyes filled with unease and fear.
“No—” Zhou Hong screamed, but it was too late to stop Ji Xiaoyun from pulling back the thin blanket covering her.
Ji Xiaoyun saw a pair of black leather panties tightly binding her private parts, with a slightly protruding rubber rod in the center vibrating violently, causing the tender flesh on both sides of Zhou Hong's hips to tremble. Although Ji Xiaoyun was exceptionally skilled in martial arts and extremely intelligent, she knew almost nothing about sex and was somewhat at a loss.
"Did Li Quan put this on you?" After a long while, Ji Xiaoyun asked softly.
Zhou Hong nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "I've been wearing this damn thing for a whole day and night."
"It's very uncomfortable, isn't it? Let me help you get rid of it." Ji Xiaoyun's anger flared up, and she reached out to untie her.
"No—" Zhou Hong cried, "I've suffered so much, all to bring these bastards to court. I won't leave Zhentian until I see that day with my own eyes!"
Ji Xiaoyun's hand froze in mid-air. She knew Zhou Hong's stubbornness, and she didn't know how to comfort her.
The buzzing sound was particularly jarring in the silent air. Zhou Hong's bright eyes were veiled in a misty, bewildered look, and a blush as vibrant as the evening glow rose on her pretty face. "Xiao Yun, can I hug you?" Zhou Hong whispered softly, as if in a dream.
Ji Xiaoyun nodded vigorously, her heart filled with boundless tenderness.
The two embraced tightly, Zhou Hong's naked body wrapped tightly around Ji Xiaoyun's alluring form, waves of heat surging into her body.
Zhou Hong rested her head on Ji Xiaoyun's shoulder, her lips close to her ear, and said, "Xiao Yun, do you remember how we met?"
A warm breeze brushed against Ji Xiaoyun's earlobe, and she endured the ticklish sensation, saying, "How could I forget? When you were eighteen, I saved you in the underground parking garage, and we became good friends."
"Do you know how I felt when I first saw you?" Zhou Hong asked, her eyes closed.
"No, tell me," Ji Xiaoyun said, hoping that conversation would distract her.
"You beat those bad guys to a pulp with just one move, then led me out of the garage. I followed behind you, the sun shining on you, and I saw how incredibly beautiful you were, like an angel, a goddess." A strange look flashed across Zhou Hong's face.
Ji Xiaoyun laughed, "You're exaggerating. You know I was disguised that day too. You haven't seen my real face, so how would you know if I'm beautiful?"
Zhou Hong lifted her head from Ji Xiaoyun's shoulder, facing the familiar yet unfamiliar face, and said, "Now I want to see the real you, okay? Please."
Ji Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment, unable to bear refusing her request while she was suffering. She gathered her inner energy, reached out and smeared the disguise powder on her face, turning it into a ball of mud the size of an egg in her slender hand.
Ji Xiaoyun's true appearance was dazzlingly beautiful. Her arched eyebrows, her eyes that sparkled like stars, her straight nose and alluring red lips—exquisitely sculpted like a perfect work of art, flawless even to the most discerning eye.
From the moment Zhou Hong met Ji Xiaoyun, she had become a goddess in Zhou Hong's heart. After the death of her parents, Ji Xiaoyun was her only family. The depth of her infatuation with her was something not only Ji Xiaoyun herself was unaware of.
This kind of feeling, which transcended friendship, was something Zhou Hong would never have dared to imagine normally, but at this moment, with her body's desire surging like a tidal wave, she could no longer restrain this feeling.
"I like you," Zhou Hong said, putting her arms around Ji Xiaoyun's shoulders and pressing her alluring red lips to her equally alluring ones.
Ji Xiaoyun trembled violently. Zhou Hong's words were unexpected, and her heart suddenly raced, her tension far exceeding that of a major task. She could easily push him away, but Ji Xiaoyun couldn't refuse the small request from her tormented sister.
Beautiful red lips finally made intimate contact for the first time. Zhou Hong's eyes sparkled with immense happiness as her soft tongue gently parted Ji Xiaoyun's moist, slightly trembling lips and entered her mouth.
The moment their lips touched, the sensation of their first kiss sent a jolt through every cell of Ji Xiaoyun's body like an electric shock. The fiery lips transmitted a burning passion into her heart. As her tongue gently pried open her pearly teeth, she didn't hesitate, bravely extending her own tongue and letting it be sucked tightly into her mouth.
"What's wrong with me? Is it...? No, this can't be. Because she's my sister, because I want to do everything I can to soothe her heart, that's why I did this," Ji Xiaoyun thought, searching for an excuse to escape.
Zhou Hong savored the pleasure her lover brought her. Although under Li Quan's tutelage, she had experienced countless orgasms, these were orgasms of separation of spirit and desire; she couldn't possibly experience the ultimate pleasure of sex. She could be said to be conscious, or perhaps not. The stimulation from the vibrating dildo inserted inside her ignited the love for Ji Xiaoyun that had been buried deep within her heart for over two years.
Zhou Hong held her, and the two fell to the middle of the bed, their red lips still pressed tightly together. Zhou Hong's hand lifted the shirt tucked into her skirt, roughly pulled open her bra, and his hot palm plunged into her deep cleavage, tightly grasping her breast.
"Mmm..." Ji Xiaoyun's eyes widened, a groan escaping her nose as she twisted her body, trying to escape Zhou Hong's hand that had slipped inside her clothes. When she met Zhou Hong's expectant gaze, her body stiffened, allowing Zhou Hong to hold her breasts, which no one had ever touched before, in her palms.
Zhou Hong's hot hands caressed her breasts repeatedly, and Ji Xiaoyun felt a flame flickering deep within her body, a tingling, numbing itch that made her limbs weak and powerless.
Chapter 2: A Heart of Justice (Continued 4)
Zhou Hong's hot hands caressed her breasts repeatedly, and Ji Xiaoyun felt a flame flickering deep within her body, a tingling, numbing itch that made her limbs weak and powerless. Unconsciously, Zhou Hong unbuttoned her shirt and removed her bra, which had already been lifted.
With a hint of panic and confusion, Ji Xiaoyun accepted Zhou Hong's fiery embrace. There was no longer any barrier between their bodies; their equally white and full breasts pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other.
If observed closely, Ji Xiaoyun was slightly superior to Zhou Hong not only in appearance but also in figure. While both had equally smooth, fair skin, Ji Xiaoyun's skin possessed a jade-like luster, making it even more delicate and captivating. As their breasts swayed and pressed against each other, Ji Xiaoyun's breasts maintained their beautiful shape better, and her nipples were slightly smaller than Zhou Hong's, making them even more alluring. Zhou Hong's waist was slender, but Ji Xiaoyun's was even slender, without an ounce of excess fat; every curve of her body was flawless as
she moved. The rubber rod deep inside Zhou Hong's secret place was still vibrating wildly. Because Zhou Hong's hips were pressed against Ji Xiaoyun's thighs, Ji Xiaoyun could clearly feel the vibrations. Although she had no sexual experience, she knew how painful it was to have a foreign object forcibly inserted into that area. Therefore, still somewhat conscious, she couldn't refuse Zhou Hong's expression of love.
Zhou Hong's red lips began to gently kiss her neck, then slowly moved down, gently licking around her breasts, finally taking her pink nipple into her mouth and sucking like a baby.
"Mmm—" Under Zhou Hong's intense teasing, Ji Xiaoyun's nipple, which was in Zhou Hong's mouth, had quietly hardened, and the ignited fire of desire began to spread throughout her body.
As Ji Xiaoyun hesitated, Zhou Hong's other hand slipped under her skirt, and before she could react, Zhou Hong's thumb and forefinger were pressing against her private parts.
"You—" Ji Xiaoyun's eyes widened, and she grabbed Zhou Hong's hand. "Zhou Hong, don't do this."
Zhou Hong looked up, her eyes filled with tears, and said sadly, "You don't like me, do you?"
"No, it's just..." Ji Xiaoyun didn't know what to say. She paused, trying to keep her voice as gentle as possible, "It's just that I'm not used to this."
"Forget it, you don't like me because I'm dirty." After suffering a huge blow, she had relied on Ji Xiaoyun as her only support. After being rejected by Ji Xiaoyun, she was in a state of extreme confusion and felt utterly hopeless. "Just let me die." She broke free from Ji Xiaoyun's hand and staggered towards the window.
Ji Xiaoyun was shocked and pulled her back immediately, saying softly, "We're best friends, how could I not like you?"
Those words were like a shot of adrenaline, instantly brightening Zhou Hong's eyes. "Really?" Her voice trembled slightly.
Ji Xiaoyun gazed at her intently and said earnestly, "Really."
Zhou Hong gently removed her long skirt, shoes, and socks. As she gently pulled down the corners of Ji Xiaoyun's white panties, Ji Xiaoyun held her breath, because ever since she was old enough to understand, she had noticed she had no pubic hair—a secret no one else knew. As the panties fell away, Zhou Hong, not quite fully conscious, was also startled. Ji Xiaoyun's two thin, light pink labia were tightly closed, like an unopened flower, surrounded by pure white, without a trace of black. Ji Xiaoyun blushed deeply, closed her eyes, and her heart pounded.
Zhou Hong leaned down, her tongue slowly sliding down from Ji Xiaoyun's lower abdomen to her genitals. She cradled Ji Xiaoyun's hips with both hands, carefully extending her tongue to gently lick the thin cleft, slowly moistening the untouched jade gate, her tongue probing inside. Ji Xiaoyun could no longer resist; her body arched like a bow, the parted flower gradually becoming moist and blooming.
The vibrating dildo inside Zhou Hong began to tremble faster, reaching its climax with another gush of fluid spraying into her body. Then the dildo stopped, lifelessly inserted inside her vagina.
The pent-up desire within Zhou Hong was ignited all at once, erupting uncontrollably like a volcano. If Zhou Hong had retained a sliver of consciousness before, now she was completely like a lustful beast. After a month of Li Quan's "training," her once pure and tranquil heart had been shrouded in darkness, and now the power of darkness had taken over her soul.
No longer were there gentle caresses, no longer was there a fusion of souls; her eyes bloodshot, she resembled a tyrannical female demon, and Ji Xiaoyun became the object of her venting. She grabbed Ji Xiaoyun's breast, her nails digging deep into her flesh.
"What's wrong with you?" Ji Xiaoyun noticed her change.
Zhou Hong couldn't hear her. She pressed down on Ji Xiaoyun's thigh, placed her other leg on her shoulder, and rubbed her genitals against Ji Xiaoyun's newly lubricated vulva. Although her leather pants were smooth, they still rubbed painfully against Ji Xiaoyun's labia. Although she didn't know why Zhou Hong had become like this, she decided to endure it.
Bloodstains appeared on her smooth, jade-like body, and her firm, high breasts were covered in bruises. Ji Xiaoyun endured it all, hoping that Zhou Hong would wake up soon.
Zhou Hong pressed one hand against Ji Xiaoyun's breast, while the other hand played with Ji Xiaoyun's private parts like a man, her movements skillful and adept. Suddenly, Zhou Hong's middle finger slid into the center of her vulva.
Ji Xiaoyun was startled. Although it wasn't very painful, the sudden insertion of a foreign object filled her with indescribable fear. She took a deep breath, channeling her inner energy into her lower body. Her secret passage immediately closed, clamping Zhou Hong's fingertip less than half a centimeter from her hymen, preventing it from moving forward even an inch.
Enraged by her failure, Zhou Hong tried to push her finger in forcefully, but it was like hitting a wall. Her thumb was pressed against Ji Xiaoyun's anus. Without thinking, she used all her strength to push her thumb into the opening.
Caught off guard, Ji Xiaoyun used her inner energy to clamp it down again only after half of her thumb was inside. She sighed, deciding to stop her from going any further. She pointed a finger at Zhou Hong's neck, and Zhou Hong gently collapsed onto her already bruised body.
Ji Xiaoyun gently removed the finger that was inserted into her body, laid her flat on the bed, and then placed a towel on her forehead.
"Go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up," Ji Xiaoyun said softly.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Hong opened her eyes. The effects of the drug had worn off, and she had regained her senses. Ji Xiaoyun was still sitting by the bed, smiling at her as she had arrived. Zhou Hong's gaze fell on the several bright red welts on her neck and legs. Although she didn't remember the events clearly, she knew it was Ji Xiaoyun who had caused them, and she felt deeply ashamed.
"I'm so sorry about what happened earlier," Zhou Hong murmured.
"It's nothing, I'm just glad you're alright," Ji Xiaoyun said casually.
"I know, I must have been really crazy just now. The stuff inside my body sprayed out the drug. Li Quan's medicine is very potent; I was also disoriented for a while the first time. When I woke up, I was covered in wounds. This time, I must have scratched you all over," Zhou Hong said softly.
Ji Xiaoyun then realized that the reason Zhou Hong had suddenly changed was because of the aphrodisiac. She couldn't help but feel sorry for her and took Zhou Hong's hand, saying, "Compared to the grievances you've suffered, this is nothing. What do you plan to do next?"
Speaking of Li Quan, Zhou Hong's eyes blazed with anger. "Li Quan is utterly wicked, especially cruel to women. In the past month, I've witnessed him rape more than ten women. These people deserve to die. When I went to Zhentian Company, I wanted revenge for my parents' deaths, but now, not only for myself but for everyone, I want these villains to be punished. I've decided to go back to Zhentian Company now. See if you have enough evidence; if not, I'll gather more."
"We will definitely succeed," Ji Xiaoyun said, hugging Zhou Hong tightly again, their two righteous hearts pressed together.
...
A maze of alleyways stretched out like a spiderweb, seemingly without end. The walls were covered with bizarre geometric patterns, and several bloody beast heads hung in the air, creating an eerie atmosphere.
Fu Shaomin lost track of how long she had run, only to find herself back where she started. The humanoid shadow following her was closing in.
“Gun, my gun!” Fu Shaomin reached for the pistol at her waist, but the pistol seemed glued to its holster, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t pull it out.
In an instant, a humanoid shadow was in front of her, letting out a low growl as it pounced on Fu Shaomin like a cheetah. Fu Shaomin had no chance to dodge and was knocked to the cold ground.
“Who are you!” Fu Shaomin screamed. Even at close range, she still couldn’t see the shadow’s face.
“Hehehe…” The shadow’s laughter was as piercing as metal scraping glass. He completely ignored Fu Shaomin’s question, exhaling a beast-like, fiery breath as he tore at Fu Shaomin’s clothes, lifted her skirt, and stripped off her pantyhose and underwear.
“No, let me go! Who are you? Don’t do this!” Fu Shaomin cried out, but the shadow’s strength was so great that she couldn’t resist his violence. The fear of being raped made her body tremble like a leaf in the wind.
A pair of large, fiery hands gripped her buttocks, lifting her body off the ground. In that instant, a scorching spear pierced her body like lightning. The intense pain and burning impact felt like being struck by lightning; her chaotic mind seemed to be filled with flashes of blue and white electricity.
"I've been raped." This was the only thought in her mind. Intense anguish and sorrow seeped into every part of her body like a tidal wave. The extreme shame and humiliation made her feel as if she were in the deepest hell.
The black shadow deftly flipped Fu Shaomin over, straddling her high, round buttocks. It held her soft body tightly, almost as if to strangle her, continuing its brutal humiliation, like a hungry beast greedily preying on a pitiful sheep.
She didn't know how much time had passed—perhaps only a minute, perhaps ten hours. The weapon inserted into her body began to swell dramatically. The shadow rested its head on her shoulder, beginning its final thrust.
In this last moment, Fu Shaomin finally saw the shadow's face.
"It's you—" At this moment, Fu Shaomin finally woke up.
"It's a dream...it's just a dream..." Fu Shaomin was already drenched in sweat.

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